#92 Clean out/organize the garage

Most likely has to do with my "nesting". For whatever reason, I just thought the garage HAD to be organized before a baby could come into this world. I spent about 4 hours of a morning in my garage pitching trash and organizing what was left. Sadly enough, I didn't mind it. I actually feel some sort of accomplishment and self satisfaction in organization. The depressing part was when I threw away what I thought was a considerable amount of trash, I didn't see any more space then before I started. But at least for now, our junk is in order. And one more check off the list :)

#25 Train Tuck to run along bicycle

Found the best workout for Tuck with the least effort from me :) Ben renovated an old bicycle and I decided to see how the little horse would do next to me. He caught on so fast and does really well sticking beside me. (That is until a neighborhood dog come within site). Such a smart dog. So now, whenever he is pacing around with pint-up energy and I am feeling like lazy bones, I'll just hop on the bike and cruise around the neighborhood. With him sprinting beside me, it won't take long until he tuckers out (no pun intended)!!

#30 Plant a Tree

So, I can't quite cross this off the list yet, but I have pictures to prove there are steps being taking to get there. With the help of some great friends, we dug up the out of control tree in the front yard. I hope to re-landscape a little and this fall plant a tree in honor of baby Gibbs.

#89 Sort Closets

Can't be called a hoarder. I had a productive nesting weekend. Making room for the baby, I went through several closets to pitch trash and sort garage sales items. By reorganizing the closets, I was able to condense them down to provide an empty closet ready for doll size clothes and toys. Those closets will NEVER be that organized again. It was kind of fun at times to sort through boxes and reminisce about forgotten trinkets. I can only imagine all the stuff I am going to collect as our daughter grows up - unable to toss away those adorable crayon drawing and hand-print turkeys. I only think I have enough room right now.

#12 Attend a weather spotting class

Tonight I went to my first storm spotting class. For reasons I can not explain, once I heard about these free informational classes for the community, it intrigued me. It definitely made me appreciate the intelligence of the weather men that used to annoy the piss out of me. I am not about to go sign up for the storm chaser crew, but I learned a few interesting facts on storms and weather that I can tuck back in the trivial knowledge file drawer in my brain to collect dust. I'd like to thank those storm chasers and weather men reading the radar for looking out for me and the community. Never underestimate the power of mother nature. :)

#27 Do my taxes with less help

I have come to the conclusion that this one is not going to happen. . . ever. Everyone has their own skills and talents and accounting is NOT mine. I had every intention of this year trying to work through as much as my taxes on my own as I could. But once again, my poor mother sat so patiently next to me explaining this foreign mumbo jumbo to me step by step for the 10th time. Hoping maybe some day it will have been repeated to me enough times that I might catch on. So, god bless my mom and her skills. Couldn't do it without you. Gurrrrr

# 44 Make a headboard

With a little help from my friends, I have "design on a dimed" my bedroom. What started out as blank white walls and bland decor became a retro room I am pretty of proud of. Not only did I make the headboard, I also sewed the curtains. You must know this is quite an accomplishment for the anti Martha Stewart. I feel compelled to tell you the room did not transform without a few speed-bumps. There were several colorful words that blew through the walls during the sewing project. Did I mention I hate sewing? And poor Ben will probably be a little leery to offer his help in hanging anything the next time.

So to Ben, I appreciated your help very much. What a hot hunk of a manly man you are winging your drill and screwdrivers around;) Thank you Mom. What a HUGE help you were with the curtains. And thanks to my good friend, Trina, where it all began. It was your vision and guidance that started if off.

P.S. - If you like this room, then you need to visit Trina's design web site www.deezeyener.com. She is a sweet and talented interior designer that has remained so patient with me while I slowly transformed the room.