We had our home study update interview today. We spread out all of our chores through out the week to avoid an all nighter and an I-think-I-will-pass-out feeling like last time.
Santa came early this year and got me a Crockpot on Sunday. Perfect timing, right? I could cook tons of food and just eat that for dinner all week long. I mean, this would save us time and I could clean every day after work without wearing myself out. One of the main reasons why I always wanted a Crockpot was to just throw raw food in it, continue with life and then hours later...tada! dinner is ready. So by Monday I had all of the necessary ingredients to make a delicious chicken in pineapple juice and brown sugar. A sour, burnt chicken smell woke us up on Tuesday morning. Seriously guys, my house STILL smells like burnt chicken. We could even smell it on our clothes at work!
 |
After some much needed practice, I am sure I will love it. |
No stress right? Today, we both woke up at 6 a.m. and started cleaning our already clean house. Rob went a little above and beyond. He organized the garage as soon as he woke up. As I was making our bed a faint smell of vinegar hit my nose. Sniff, sniff. I walked over to where I heard some hard scrubbing and there was Rob scrubbing the hard water stain (a tiny one) in the guest bathroom with vinegar.
 |
Is this not the cleanest toilet you have ever seen? |
So our house smelled like burnt chicken and vinegar. I took a shower and of course got shampoo in my eyes. Seriously, ouch! I think the last time that happened to me was when I was eight years old. I looked like I had some sort of pink eye. I get out of the shower and could not find my husband. I looked and looked and sure enough find him outside in his pajamas, wearing his fleece jacket with the windex bottle and paper towels cleaning the windows. He jumps in the shower and I decide to put some music videos on to lighten the mood:
Me (yelling): "Babe! What channel is Fuse on?!"
Rob: "What toothbrush do I use?!" (BTW for the last ten years we have always bought a blue and a pink toothbrush)
Me: "What?! No, what channel is Fuse on?!"
Rob: "Why do you want to watch the news?!"
By this point I gave up and looked it up. By 11 a.m. we were ready to go. We kept asking each other "Are you nervous? Don't be nervous, I am not nervous." Of course we were nervous! Before the social worker arrived, we started acting extremely silly. For some reason we started jumping up and down like soccer players before a big game. We then started walking like robots all over the house. Until finally we decided to sit on the rug and watch music videos so we wouldn't be sweaty and out of breath when she arrived. To be more exact, the "Top 100 Bangin' Bodies" videos. We then decided to download the TimerCam app and take a picture of ourselves.
 |
We realized 5 seconds does not give you enough time to pose and look nice. |
 |
But 10 sort of does. |
Finally, the interview began at 12:33 p.m. and ended at 1:21 p.m. It was not bad at all...again. We knew that too, I don't know why we stress ourselves out. On the plus side, my house is already clean for our Thanksgiving dinner and we are in the process of being approved to adopt siblings or an older child :) :).
We love you son (or son and daughter)!