The ultimate face lift

I told you things were changing around here.  And when I decide to change, I go all out.  Blog name and all.  It’s the ultimate face lift thanks to the ever-so talented Beth at Ruby & Roja.  She’s got it going on.

I am completely pleased with my new digs.  It’s been a work in progress.  And after many returns to the drawing board, I have settled and I am satisfied with my new name and tag line. (I can just hear Beth saying “Amen to that!”)

The best things in life are three.

Uncovering the humor in life with three boys.

It’s catchy don’t you think?  

You may be wondering why I would uproot myself from my established blog home that has been with me for almost 3 years.  

To be blunt, the name sucked.  I was impatient at the time and wanted to start blogging, but didn’t give any thought to a good name (obviously!).  

Since then I have had many other name ideas.  Here are just a few examples:

• Nettie’s Nuthouse (but I really didn’t want to associate nuts to my name)
  
• The Nette Result (sounds a little too scholarly to fit in with me)
  
• On the count of three (then what?)
  
• My 3 cents worth (are you sensing a theme here?) 
  
• Life in the odd lane (sounded a little too negative for me)
  

I even had some other tag line ideas to work with:

• Cashing in on the love of my 3 boys. (I can’t put a price on them)
  
• I haven’t lost my mind, I know exactly where I put it. (Love this one, but it didn’t go so well with the new name.)
  

So there you have it.  The new me.  Change is good - very, very good!

Thanks Beth!  You totally rock girlfriend!

Pimp my blog

That's what I feel like has happened.

Have you noticed my new look? You like?

I sent my blog off to boot camp for a new design since it was lacking one - big time.

Huge hugs, thanks, and props go out to the amazing Beth - I Should Be Folding Laundry. That girl is so multi-talented. I bet she could balance a table on her chin while hula hooping! That's how cool she is! Thank you so much Beth!

I now feel like my blog is a better reflection of who I am and not a cookie-cutter design. I like originality and am digging my new home.




Speaking of new homes, I mentioned awhile back that we're going to be moving to Ohio this summer due to my husband's job transfer. Well, we went to look at a number of houses 2 weekends ago. With each house we looked at I was hopeful, and then we would go to the next house and that one would outshine the last one we looked at. It was one of the final ones we stopped in that I felt like it belonged to us. I could feel us living our lives in each room we toured.

Well, all except this big black cat that kept staring at us and seemed to magically appear with each room we walked in. It startled me when we first entered through the front door. I seriously thought it was a decoration, until it moved it's head. Luke looked at it and his first words were, "I love you kitty." Even when he realized it was real he just wanted it to be his friend.

I don't do cats. We've tried them out in the past, but I have never found myself to ever have a connection with them. I do not trust them. Those sharp claws and sharp teeth can come out at any given moment. No thank you.

This black cat in particular had a look on his face (probably because he was fat and old) that he was pissed off. He looked very grumpy and Luke even made notice of it by saying, "That cat is mad." So every time he'd see it, he'd say, "Mad kitty." It was really cute. (Luke that is, not the large evil cat.)

We were walking up the stairs and here comes yet another cat, fat and fluffy, speeding down the stairs. What the heck? The cats made me a little cautious about the house, plus I am allergic to them, but a good thorough carpet and duct cleaning and I should be just fine.

We determined that this was the house that we want to call our home, so we made an offer that day. And wouldn't you know it, 2 days later they accepted. So we now have a signed contract to purchase that house, but if we could only sell this one we'd be happy campers.