SERIOUSLY!!!!

I promise this will be the last move for a while. Come see us at our new site...

Local Color of Galveston

We have a contract!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I was excited for about 10 seconds until I realized now we have to move! I am going to break down and have a garage sale. It's something I said I would never do again, but we have a lot to rid ourselves of and the money won't hurt. I also decided to not sell clothing. That's my biggest hang up with garage sales. I can't stand displaying the clothes. And we have a bunch to donate. So, I am putting the girls on inventorying the clothes for tax purposes. The boys can bag 'em and we can take them to Goodwill. It's good to have manpower!

This house has been such a blessing. We became a family here. We started our homeschooling journey here. We drew close and rode out a decent size hurricane here. But, I am so looking forward to the next chapter. Darren needs to be doing his photography full time. This brings us one step closer. And it doesn't hurt that the next chapter involves a beach!

In the shop today...

We've come through The Hair Tragedy of '09 pretty well. The area of concern is located under that heart barrette. I guess it coulda been worse.

She's staying busy doing "inventory" today. I love that she likes to play "shop".

Until we move here permanently, we're getting school finished before Friday because it would just be too much to haul down here. So, they are finding other ways to fill their time. They take walks on the Strand or to the harbor. There is a building right across the street from the shop that is empty, so there is hardly any foot traffic. They've worn out the sidewalk with their ripsticks.

There's also lunch and snack time. Notice how Aaron has mastered eating while gaming. Phil is just glad to be eating. Is that a big enough bite, son?

Chelsey, too, has some mad eating/gaming skillz.

It's quite a set up they have back there. Board games, American Girl Dolls, TV, food. Poor things...

Bad Hair Day

I finally get her to brush her hair and this is what happens.



Darren and I both took turns pulling out single hair after single hair. I sprayed Pam in it (I know...I was desperate) to try to loosen it up.



We broke for lunch...



Then took a vote and, with Loree's OK, cut that sucker off. It's nothing a little comb-over can't hide...I hope.

ArtWalk

Nothing says ArtWalk like a flash flood.



Here's our harbor.



It usually looks like this.



I'm learning here on the island that you make the best of what you've got. (Yes, he's on a raft and she's wearing a wetsuit and rain boots.)

The water came right up to our doorstep. Occasionally, a big pick-up would drive by and lap a few waves up onto our door.

But like everything else, the water receded and life goes on...

I can't find my camera cord...

And I find it difficult to post without pictures because I'm really not that interesting. I do have an update on ArtWalk. (We had people floating down the street on blow-up rafts in front of our shop. I. kid. you. not.) We also had a minor hair emergency this week.





Let's just say Loree got stuck to a round brush and it didn't end well.

J. S. de Elcano

photo by Darren. I couldn't possibly do this...

This was in our harbor today. It's a Spanish naval training ship. She's one of the largest and oldest tall ships still operational. You can read more of her history here. It inpsired words like, "Coooool" and "Aaaawesome" from my boys.