I really like how Dad drew an arrow from a bow-and-arrow, that's so his style,
I woke up late to an overwhelming smell of paint varnish, and walked downstairs to see a fort to protect the hall's shiny smelly floor, Its amazing the stuff people get done whilst I'm sleeping.
But before that, what really woke me, was mum and dad having a genuine discussion, I was really proud.
The Garage was open all day, in lieu of a door, and dad was often found watering plants, or in a deck chair admiring his favourite motorbike.
Our kitchen is pretty much finished, bar a substantial snagging list, it only took 13 weeks right,
I won't bore you with the details, but lets say it involved police, ninja moves, eavesdropping and ended with Mama Stimpson saying "you will never step foot inside this house again" to some peepsicles we call the kitchen guys.
But- it's looking purdy, we "moved back in" today and didn't know where to put a thing, I christened it by making a cake- with some interesting help from the siblings.
Oh- and look what we found
Back when us Stimpo's got in the paper, I'm pretty sure that's the last family photo, but would you look at my hair- my glasses!? oh mercy, I was neglected- or maybe it was a particularly strong harry potter phase- I'm planning big old geeky throwback ones next.
Anyways, I'm getting distracted again, silly me.
Ta-dah!- lemon poppy seed cake, tres yummy, and I'm not famous for my baking, yet.
How was everyone Sunday then- My 12ish, was spent tweaking this blog, so it's purdy for summer.