Whew! Downright exhausted! We never knew getting a new kitchen could be so tiresome!

We got up extra early yesterday, a’cuz some things just couldn’t be moved until the last minute – Teddy and Daddy’s end table and lamp, Spaulding and Mommy’s end table, and the speakers for our TV and stereo. Then Daddy helped us unhookeded the oven, after our last hotdog omelet from our stove. (Fond memorizes of many hotdogs grilled, boiled, and sautéed on there. We even discovered fried hotdogs don’t tastestest too good, thanks to that stovetop!)

We even cleaneded behind the oven and frig. (Impossible to do when the oven is hookeded up!) By lunchtime, we were tired and hungry with no oven to cook hotdogs on! Good thing it was nice out – we grilled our hotdogs on the backyard grill, while the Garden Gals brought out their broccoli plants from last fall, which have been staying nice and green on the front porch – just not turning into broccoli! Then Fuzzie Wuzzie came out, too. Fuzzie must sit on his hunnee pot, since that’s where the ivy grows, but that makes him pretty big. The Garden Gals were carrying him from the other side, so, at first, we thought he was rolling out all by himself! Pretty scary! Once our wives called for some assistance, we figure it out, handed them our grilling thongs, and took Fuzzie to his new location for them. (We would have moved both large containers out, had we known what they were up to, but our daughters told us that they like to be in-deed-pendeded. Both were heavy enough to teach our daughters that they want to become in-deed-pended some other way in the future! Ack-chu-al-lee, they were beary heavy to us, too!

We ateteded our hotdogs at the kid’s picnic table, since the only thing on it now is a single pot with dead leaves in it. Our sons’ bird buddies visited, but mostly for the free rolls, and our sons added more birdseed in the container below the table. (They put the seeds under the table to stop them from getting wet when it rains, and to give the birds some hiding protection from the neighborhood cats.)

Well, as tired as we all were, it wouldn’t have been that hard for one of the neighborhood cats to steal our hotdogs right in front of us! We didn’t take too long to go from eating lunch to taking a nap. (The frig and oven weren’t due for another 1-4 hours.) Mommy took a nap, too, but only a’cuz Daddy had trouble sleeping last night, so he was just waking up.

An hour later, we all woke up from a cool breeze – Daddy was standing out front and lefteded the door openeded! We sleep three feet from the phone, and never heard the call that the movers were coming in half an hour. Good thing they were late, or we would have misseded all the action!

Two guys, who probably didn’t weigh more than 300 pounds between them (Mommy note: maybe 350 pounds between them) carried our old frig and oven out and brought the new ones in with just two long straps under the machines!!! Now, of course, we had to stay perfectly still while they were here, to look like we aren’t alive, but, had they looked closely, they would have seen us with out jaws dropped!!! We need those strap thingies, even if Mommy and Daddy are sure, the two guys will have beary bad backs by the time they hit 35! (As if that isn’t far, far in the future!)

They did knock off our Welcome Bears from their hook, but we are beary fast, so ran behind the guys and grabbed our buddies before they hit the floor. We were back pretending to be dead with the Welcome Bears, before the guys could even figure out what they had hit!)

The Garden Gals were reading the catalog Mommy was checking out, since it was all about gardening supplies, but they still stayed beary still, too! (Two guys are doing manly work, and they were reading a gardening catalog?! Wimenz! Just too hard to understand!)

When they left, the Welcome Bears hoppeded back onto the door, Daddy helpeded us attach the gas to the stove, and putteded in all the drawers, and grills onto the new appliances! After the frig was cooled, all the Garden Gals, including Mommy, brought down what was left in the upstairs’ frig. We were all a little panicky, when we foundeded out that we had eaten the last hotdogs for lunch, 2½ hours earlier, so we were already hungry again!

It has been a long week without use of a frig and oven, and, thankfully, Mommy was just tired enough of ordering dinner in, she decided to do “just a little” shopping. We were also almost out of creamer, and she was almost out of milk and cereal, so, although Daddy thought she already overworked, he said she could go. We offered to go, instead, but Mommy said the cart would be too heavy for us on the way home. We almosteded askeded her how she thought we brought home so many hotdogs all the time, but decided that was info best not told! We did requests some more hotdogs, but she already knew that. She was just getting the bear essentials, and stuff for her and Daddy “just to last the weekend,” but she did take the big cart! She looked sooooooo tired!

When she came home, an hour later, half the big cart was filled with stuff for her and Daddy and the rest was hotdog cases for us! She’s so thoughtful!! We helpeded her unpack, and were grilling hotdogs before she even sat down. Our new frig is filled, and she even brought home enough meat to squeeze some into the freezer ‘round our hotdogs! The stove was a little difficult to manage at first. Looks like our old stove never did “hot” as well as this one does. The flames on the stove go higher then our old one ever did, and we found out today that this oven does 350º when it says it is 350º. (We used to go to 375º to get 350º heat!)

Mommy helpeded Spaulding make a meatloaf last night with the toaster oven and old stovetop, cuz we were missing homemade meals, but after all yesterday’s work, we ordered out, again tonight, after another nap!