About how, 2 weeks ago, Massachusetts was hit with an "unprecedented" and "record setting" rain storm that brought with it MAJOR flooding, road closings, water damage, detours, flooded basements, homes, etc...
About how, in the aftermath of said storm, we realized that the entire downstairs playroom/office carpet was SOPPING wet. And the carpet needed to come up ASAP to prevent potential mold and rid our house of that yucky mildew smell. And how we thought to ourselves, "Well, let's look at the silver lining here; We've always wanted something different for this room, so let's turn this catastrophe into a great opportunity to (finally) revamp it to our liking."
And how we went to Lowes for paint & primer and supplies, and Lumber Liquidators for (lots and lots and lots of boxes of) beautiful new Pergo flooring. And how we enlisted the help of approximately 18 various family members, neighbors, and friends for support in such a feat. And how....6 days of ripping up carpet, priming walls, painting walls, disinfecting the floors, laying the new floors.....6 FULL days of help from amazing friends & family....finally resulted in a gorgeous, (semi-finished) room with floors that were glossy. and new. and smelled like delicious, expensive wood floors. (you know, the kind you can see yourself in because they are so shiny. the kind that just beg you to replicate the infamous 'Risky Business' slide-across-the-floor-in-knee-socks scene, just because you can.)
They were beautiful.
And then, how that "unprecedented" storm came back yesterday. With a vengeance. It was angrier than last week. Nastier. Wetter, colder, faster. Stormier. Just plain mean.
And with a husband away on business, I tried my best to lay sandbags outside our foundation to prevent these brand new, shiny floors from falling victim to Beast of a Storm, part deux.
"Tried" being the operative word in that statement.
Unfortunately, I failed.
And so now, I sit here typing this as good neighbors & friends have come back to our house help salvage what we can. I hear my husband ripping up the floor boards that, 72 hours ago, he took so much meticulous pride in cutting & laying.
I hear sump-pumps being restored, wet-vacs sucking up water, and disheartened grunts and groans among grown men. There's no two ways about this...it just plain sucks.
But...like I said at the beginning of this entry, I could tell you all about this....
OR, I could tell you something pretty freakin' adorable, and happy, and warm-&-fuzzy that happened amidst the chaos today.
As I sat defeated on the basement steps, sighing heavily while confirming my suspicions that water had in fact infiltrated once again.... My little girl put her arm around my waist.
"Momma? What's wrong?" she innocently asked.
"Nothing baby, Momma is just upset because we have more water in our floors."
"Momma? Can I tell you something?"
"Sure, what is it?"
"Pinkalicious always says, 'You get what you Get, and you Don't get Upset.' You always tell me this so I am reminding you now. Don't be upset Momma. It will be okay, I promise. Now can we PLEASE stop being upset, and go upstairs to make a Big-Top cupcake to surprise Daddy when he gets home tonight?!"
My heart immediately became full and happy as I wrapped my arms around her for a good squeeze.
"You are absolutely right, Aves," I said. "This is a pretty silly thing to be this upset about, huh?"
She nodded in agreement.
And then, we went upstairs to do this:
In conclusion, a MASSIVE thank-you goes out to my little girl, for reminding me today that sometimes, all you need is a little over-sized cupcake therapy to brighten an otherwise gloomy day.
:-)
1 comment:
You FINALLY used the Big Top Cupcake Maker!!!!
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