Mom's Letters: Don't Mess with Mugleston Women

Thursday, March 3, 2011

Don't Mess with Mugleston Women

My mom closed on her rental (where Ali and Blake are going to rent) this week on Tuesday about 1pm. By Wednesday at 4pm she, shelly and I (and a couple nice dude friends) had gutted the place. It felt so good! We pulled all the carpet and pad ourselves, took down blinds, door hardware, switch plates and removed the kitchen appliances and countertop! Shelly was the craigslist master and she would post items for sale or for free from her phone as they came off ... we had a great system going!

We can't wait to start re-building the place, to make it look nice and get Ali and Blake down here to live in it!! 3 more months! :)

1 comment:

Anonymous said...: o my GOSH!

1. i cant believe you guys gutted the place
2. i cant believe how cute its going to be!!
3. i cant believe how HOMESICK I AM (that pic of michelle holding claire bear?!?!?)
4. I wish i was THEEERE!; March 3, 2011 at 6:44 PM

Mom's Favorite Quotes

I don't want to drive up to the pearly gates in a shiny sports car, wearing beautifully tailored clothes, my hair expertly coiffed, and with long, perfectly manicured fingernails. I want to drive up in a station wagon that has mud on the wheels from taking kids to scout camp. I want to be there with a smudge of peanut butter on my shirt from making sandwiches for a sick neighbors children. I want to be there with a little dirt under my fingernails from helping to weed someone's garden. I want to be there with children's sticky kisses on my cheeks and the tears of a friend on my shoulder. I want the Lord to know I was really here and that I really lived." — Marjorie Pay Hinckley

"The biggest mistake I made [as a parent] is the one that most of us make....I did not live in the moment enough. This is particularly clear now that the moment is gone, captured only in photographs. There is one picture of [my three children] sitting in the grass on a quilt in the shadow of the swing set on a summer day, ages six, four, and one. And I wish I could remember what we ate, and what we talked about, and how they sounded, and how they looked when they slept that night. I wish I had not been in such a hurry to get on to the next thing: dinner, bath, book, bed. I wish I had treasured the doing a little more and the getting it done a little less."

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Thursday, March 3, 2011

Don't Mess with Mugleston Women

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