when did June get here?

Has a week already passed since I was here last?  Is it June already?  Sorry, I hadn't noticed.  With tomorrow's forecast of rain and 60 degrees, I was certain we were still at the beginning of Spring, not approaching Summer already.

What have we been doing to be so busy that I haven't noticed the passing days?

Ryan and I went shopping for counter-tops last weekend.  Sounds exciting, right?  Well, ok, it kind of is.  But piecing a house together is a little difficult, and I just hope the end results at least resemble the pictures I have in my head.

On Monday, the Silva girls took a trip to the Sacramento airport to pick up Maverick. He's a mini Australian Shepherd and is the perfect puppy for Laci, mostly because he is my mom's puppy and I don't have to take care of him.  Don't get me wrong, I'd love to get a new puppy for Laci, but this certainly isn't the time in our lives for that.  Maybe in a couple of years.  In the meantime, she has this little cutie to play with and I'm sure they are going to become the best of friends.  Just as soon as he learns not to push her down and bite her.

And yes, it took four full grown Silva woman, and one little Edwards lady, to drive over an hour to pick up one little puppy, turn around, and drive over an hour back home.  We are a little obsessive about doing things together...in fact, that seems to be the only way we do things.  Loudly, and together.  Of course, being together makes the whole "being loud" thing a little easier.

Speaking of together, we also took a girls' road trip to Santa Rosa on Wednesday (fun) to go to my Aunty Penny's funeral (not fun).  I have to say spending three hours in the car with my family isn't the worst thing in the world.  We pretty much talk non-stop, eat a ton of very unhealthy food, and Laci has built in entertainment in the back seat.  Win-win for everyone.  I have to laugh though, because you know how sometimes you just have to take a breath from conversation and mentally regroup yourself.  Well, this bothers my mom.  A lot.  Every time there is a little lull in the conversation, even if just for a minute, my mom must blurt out, "Why is everyone so quiet?"  Is she worried we are going to stop talking completely for the rest of the trip?  Honestly, I don't think that could happen even if we wanted it to.  Eating doesn't even slow down our talking.  I think the only possibility of a silent trip with 4 1/2 Silva women in the car would be if everyone was sleeping, and even then I'm not completely sure.

Today, my mom, Laci and I ran some errands together.  Costco...Rhogam injection...some other places.  I was thinking about how long it takes to do all the little things like run to the bank, and the store, and the doctor.  Then I wondered how on earth I would accomplish even half of this if I had to work outside of the home too.  I wondered if I wasn't so busy when I used to work full time, or if I just didn't get everything done.  Seriously, I don't know the answer, and I'm glad I don't have to figure it out.

Now, another weekend is upon us and I'm anxious to see what it will bring.  I was hoping for sunshine, but it looks like I'll have to wait until Tuesday.  Before I know it, I'll be complaining about how hot it is...at least I hope so.