Friday, October 30, 2009
Thursday, October 29, 2009
like crack, only not quite so illegal
getting ready for the halloween parade at pre-school
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Sunday, October 25, 2009
no wonder it was so quiet upstairs
Number five seems to have taken a lesson in applying make up from Joan Crawford.
I think she was worried that I will pull the "No more wire hangers" scene because she got into big sister's cosmetic bag. If she only knew it was all I could do to keep my laughter from bubbling forth.
I did have to play "bad cop" just a wee bit though, as we were 10 minutes late leaving due to a million and one things happening, plus I had called for her to come on downstairs so we could go a couple of times already.
Saturday, October 24, 2009
guess what we got to do?
Y'know, the fun place where you get to press the button on the outside of the doors and the inside of the doors.
Tuesday, October 20, 2009
to fair or not to fair, that was the question
Sunday, October 18, 2009
positive reinforcement at its finest
- Leviticus 20:24 But I said to you, "You will possess their land; and I will give it to you as an inheritance, a land flowing with milk and honey." I am the LORD your God, who has set you apart from the nations.
This all got me thinking, and, well.... have you ever tasted the two together?!?!?
Go now. I'll wait. Grab a coffee mug, pour about a cup of milk in it. Now add about 2 T honey and a drop or two of vanilla extract. Warm it in the microwave for a minute and stir.
MmmHhmm... good stuff, huh?
on the way home from the cheap-o pizza buffet
Saturday, October 17, 2009
back in time
These ladies were showing the art of needlework. I asked the mom if it was ok if I took her picture and she said, "I'd be disappointed if you didn't... as hard as I'm working on this!"
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This man's family has many generations of wood carvers. He had carved, from one piece of wood, a chain. Inside a block on the chain, he had carved a ball an inside the ball was another ball. I know I am not explaining it well, you'd have to see it to believe it.
In the picture on the left, he is demonstrating how he carves a ladle. In the picture on the right, number 4 can't tear himself away from these really cool buttons made from walnut shells. I'm telling you, this man is pure genius.
This is a reproduction, printed on canvas, that I fell in love with. I think it will be stunning in my dining room.
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a bright idea
I doubt any of us have a clue about just how much money is funneled into breast cancer research. I wonder how much of it actually goes toward research instead of lining the pockets of research companies?!
Looking ahead to November: Stupidity Awareness
Friday, October 16, 2009
s.o.s.
Help! I am buried under so much laundry!
My ironing pile alone is enough to give Sir Edmund Hillary pause.
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Tuesday, October 13, 2009
explaining confirmation to a 4 year old
Wednesday, October 7, 2009
when commitments are hunting me down like rabid dogs
humbling
About once every 7 years, King and I have to learn expensive lessons. We so easily get hooked by something glamorous and then it comes back to bite us in the patoot. A few instances easily come to mind: creamy white Mazda 929 with sunroof and leather seats, DNTK stock which was supposed to be a sure-fire money maker, and this svelte couch. Expensive lessons. Like God banging our heads together and saying, "silly people, shiny things are for crows."
We tried to sell it on Craigslist, but no one was interested. That's ok. A local needy family inherited it. May it bless their lives.... except in a different way than it has blessed ours.
Monday, October 5, 2009
happy fall, y'all
Friday, October 2, 2009
a pledge
"Oh," she started, "I, uh, am going to need you to type this."
"Are you finished? I mean, I feel like crap, honey, how much longer until you're done?"
"Uh, well, I don't know."
(Report is due tomorrow.)
"I'll have to type it in the morning. I am getting ready to go take a Benedryl, though, so you will have to remind me in the morning because I may be a bit groggy."
"Uh, well, ok."
Fast forward to this morning. She comes in and asks me what I think about her outfit. It takes a few minutes, but we find something for her to wear. Then I stumble back into my room and King and I change sheets and make up our bed. Then I proceed to unload all the millions of laundry baskets full of folded/ironed laundry that I made this week making piles for each family member.
The kids are all downstairs eating breakfast and getting ready for school. Number 1 comes upstairs to brush her teeth before heading to school. I look at her and in a moment of clarity, I panic. "Oh my stars, your report! Why didn't you remind me?!"
"Well, I thought you remembered since you were up."
She was tardy for the first time in a lot of years this morning and was none too happy about it. But I think I will leave this note on her pillow:
like that woman on the nyquil commercial
There is this odd stinging/pinching feeling just behind my eyeballs that makes me want to crawl in bed and shut my eyes. For about 2 days.
The show must go on.