Too Many Books

Squack!! I think I am officially nesting, since I spent most of my Monday-bank-holiday cleaning. I decided to start in the back of the house and I seriously spent THREE hours cleaning our bedroom. I started with a dry cloth and wiped down every inch of wall space -- carefully using a step-ladder to reach the top -- and then followed with a wet towel. (I must have switched out my bucket of hot water at LEAST ten times.) As I worked my way around the room, I used the vaccuum attachment-thingy to get every cob-web. I dusted each inch of the furniture, which I hubs moved as I went. I wiped baseboards. I vaccuumed behind and under everything. I even removed the cobwebs from the insides of our closets. Who knew they were even there?! (Here's the reason I know I'm nesting: I secretly really enjoyed myself the entire time.) Next up: the guest bedroom, which is probably even dirtier since our dog hangs out in there. In Color News: We bought paint! I'm on vacation...

Bird Update Hubs discovered the reason the bird's nest was gone last night. It had fallen off the porch light and was hiding behind our shrubbery -- along with the little baby birdies, who had been tossed from the nest and lay quivering in the dirt. After a little online research, an almost-teary-eyed hubs pulled on his new gardening gloves (I watched his back so as to warm him of the approach of the angry Mamma Bird) and scooped the little ones back into their nest home... and he stood on our his beer cooler to return the nest to its original spot. A little while later, Mamma Bird returned with food and was perched back atop her new arrivals. I planned to blog earlier, and thought this story might have a happy ending. Sadly, the nest has fallen again. I just arrived home from work -- it's Friday evening -- and there is no nest. I assume it's in the bushes, but I am not going to look. Hubs might look when he gets here. (Since I'm pregnant, I can't be arou...