Tuesday, December 28, 2010
Monday, December 27, 2010
Sunday, December 26, 2010
Today, though, December 26th, 2010, the closest it has ever been to Christmas Day, we are getting snow. I am watching it fall from the windows.
Saturday, December 25, 2010
Friday, December 17, 2010
Now if you will excuse me, I have to Google "hermit crab care".
Tuesday, December 14, 2010
Sunday, December 12, 2010
Fast forward 13 years and I find myself talking to King about a different sort of darkness. Nothing in my house is organized. Nothing is clean. Chaos clutters our lives. You need a paper clip? Hmmm, well, good luck with that! There is a total loss of control. In all honesty, I am probably standing toe-to-toe with a whole 'nuther diagnosis.
My 3rd born was telling me about this game show called "Minute to Win It" that she watched recently where these two women just had to get 2 Christmas ornaments onto a tree. Simple enough. Problem is that they had some herky-jerky conveyor belt situation where the ornaments kept falling off and breaking. They did eventually win with 2 seconds left on the clock.
That describes what I am going through perfectly. My goal is to get five kids safely grown and properly trained as Christian leaders who will go out into the world and glorify God. However, there are so many distractions passing by me at the speed of light, activities here, there. Deadlines, etc. Surly teenagers. Pouty toddlers. Hissy fits. So much noise. Papers. Junk mail. Clutter here, there, everywhere. So. Many. Distractions. I am trying so hard to keep my eyes on the prize and keep mucking through the mud of life. Time goes by so fast and I don't want the time on the clock to run out. Today is the third Sunday of Advent. Already! But what about instilling neat Christmas traditions? What about stopping and focusing on the season? What about slowing down to enjoy this time of waiting for the Christ child? Help!
Recently, during a mental dropping-to-my-knees moment, I begged God to not let go of me. I soooo want to stop and rest in His arms. I so want my kids to alight near me, to be still, and to listen to His voice. I don't want Advent to blow away without much notice. I don't want Christmas to be just another day of rushing to "do". During the moment of throwing myself (again) into relying on His mercy, I heard the answer to my plea, "Lord I just want to be closer to you! How can I find you?"
Wednesday, December 1, 2010
Me (buzz killer that I am) : It's not.
Yes, I did feel bad when the air came out of his balloon of joy. So, with excitement in my voice I added, "but it IS the first of December!"
Tuesday, November 30, 2010
Why can't this time of year be for long walks in crunch leaves, hot apple cider, and snuggling up with the ones you love? Instead it is about congested roadways, guilt from recent food binges (aka Thanksgiving weekend), big projects that the kids have been preparing for since the beginning of school, regional competitions, and trying to be generous=yet-thrifty consumers in a world where Christmas Excess is King.
Tuesday, November 23, 2010
Monday, November 22, 2010
Friday, November 19, 2010
Twice today I unknowingly followed behind one of you and was offended to be the one to clean up your mess. I was not amused. I mean, what if I had not been paying attention and had to find out the hard way that you were in there before me? Or worse yet, what if it was one of my children... my teeny tiny baby girl.
You people really ought to be ashamed. Please be more considerate of others.
*Ladies Who Hover
Wednesday, November 17, 2010
King and I are very familiar with Shutterfly. We have used them for our cards for a few years now. We have really been happy with their quality and their website could not get any easier to use.
Every year we take a picture of the kids and send it with our Christmas greeting cards. When we first started sending cards, it seemed like every other year there was a new baby in the picture! It is always interesting to see the silly face our fourth child will have once we sit down and look at the pictures. He is such a ham!!!
Last year's card was one of my favorites. Because I love black and white photography for the fact that it is not only simple, but it hides so many flaws in the skin, we chose a basic card that would compliment the photo well. The design, as luck would have it, is called Classic Black. Historically our picture has been taken outside around the house somewhere, usually on the front porch swing. With five rapidly growing kids, though, we are finding it harder and harder to fit them all on the swing, so we are having to resort to other, roomier places.
Now, the Christmas photos were amazing, but I really want to brag about the gift we got for my mom from Shutterfly. Then we decided to do a photo book for her Christmas gift. It was filled with our favorite pictures from the year along with text that I wrote to go along with the pictures. I definitely plan on doing the same thing this year (but, shhh don't spoil the surprise).
Ennyhoo, I highly recommend you go to Shutterfly right now and order your Christmas greeting cards or Christmas photos. Then I think you should make someone you love a photo book for Christmas. Don't forget to come back and tell me how wonderful I am for making your gift-giving so much easier.
Monday, November 15, 2010
I will say, however, that our Yukon was covered with tons of sand. Unbelievable. The "way back" seat must have had - no exaggeration - 2 cups of sand where #2 was sitting. I just want to know where it was before it got on the seat? Or... maybe I don't. Some things are best left as mysteries.
Just can't get any prettier than this double door, painted Charleston Black...er I mean Green (thanks Maureen).
It is such a lovely home, filled with many memories throughout the years that their family has owned it. I hope it will continue to be a well-loved vacation spot for their kin for many generations to come.
Wednesday, November 10, 2010
Monday, November 8, 2010
The lighting in the pictures is terrible, but you get the picture. Front door or back, I love it.
It reminds me of a nest that one of these Christmas tree bird ornaments should live in.
Sunday, November 7, 2010
Anyhoo.... back to the upstairs. The shutters will be going into the girls' room. Our two oldest daughters sleep in that room, but honestly, for the love of Pete, I can't seem to talk myself out of moving my youngest in there with them and then having (are you ready for this?) a sewing room all to myself! I could even put an elliptical machine up there
So, if all three girls are going to be in the same room, we are trying to decide if they will need matching beds. And if they need matching beds, do we try to save up for these. Ye oldest, who I suspect, based on some stuff she has murmured lately, is growing weary of little ones; which leads us to contemplate moving her to her own room....
Speaking of black and white, I am finally getting around to finishing the curtains for my dining room. They are looking quite loverly. Remind me to take some pictures when I get them done, k?
Sunday, October 31, 2010
Thursday, October 28, 2010
Wednesday, October 27, 2010
It is so stupid that I wait til the last minute to plan costumes for the kids. *scroll scroll*
Wonder how late Procrastinators-R-Us is open? *scroll scroll*
Maybe the kids will want to stay at home this year. *scroll scroll*
What do I have on hand that would make a good costume?
*roll eyes* Now I feel like Adam Sandler, "Here this kitchen spatula can be part of your costume. 'HEY EVERYBODY, LOOKATMEEE, I'M CRAZY-KITCHEN-SPATULA-ARM MAN!' Nah. I don't think they will go for that."
Monday, October 25, 2010
One thing the older three and I have been giggling at lately is Gilly from Saturday Night Live. Now, you must understand that SNL comes on way past our bedtimes. Gone are the days we would stay awake until just after the first music set, when the skits went downhill and it was no longer worth fighting heavy eyelids.
But I stumbled upon a reference to this Gilly recently and I gotta tell ya: She is more fun than the Annoying Orange.
Thursday, October 21, 2010
Tuesday, October 19, 2010
- granny smith apples
- almonds (sliced)
- bell pepper
- green onion
- canola oil (though I would use olive)
- curry powder
- lemon juice (looks like there may be lemon zest in there?)
- orange juice
- white wine vinegar
Thursday, October 14, 2010
However, this morning I had to get out in it to take him to meet someone he was going to be working with. It was on the other side of town. As in: right-in-the-middle-of-the-gotta-get-to-work-on-time-folks
Thinking that after I dropped him off, I'd reward myself with Starbucks (using my gift card.....thank you to Mary who gave it to me for my "buttday"). The entry into Starbucks was actually backed up so far that one car was even sticking out into the road that is the main artery of traffic. *razzle frazzit* "Fine," I zoomed off, headed for one of the other billion locations which are easier to get to (alas, another part of town). But the whole way there I was driving like a bird stuck in hurricane force winds.
After a comedy of errors (forgetting that I had company coming over to play with #5 at 8 a.m.) I finally got my Starbucks, but it proves that I don't need to be out before I am fully awake.
PS- Can you join me in praying that the woman who mouthed something which rhymes with "Duck Poo" when I accidentally cut her off in traffic will forgive me?
Sunday, October 10, 2010
The year was 1990. King was an engineer in the paper industry. I remember well that the Environmentalist Wackos (hat tip to Rush Limbaugh) who wanted to save trees came up with the idea of these wonderful plastic bags for groceries.
The paper industry families we were close to were all very disturbed by the fact that the EW's didn't comprehend that paper is a RENEWABLE RESOURCE. The paper companies own lots of land on which they plant trees (employing many people) and after a 15 year cycle, the trees are then harvested and new ones are planted in their place.
When plastic bags hit the grocery stores, the bagboy asked "Paper or Plastic?", then the day came when plastic was king and paper was no longer an option.
Actually, what has happened is that your dirty laundry is breeding. Your socks are actually doing the nasty while they are waiting in line to be washed. The odd socks you find are not remnants of a previous pair, but rather the result of "mating socks".
Friday, October 8, 2010
Wednesday, October 6, 2010
Tuesday, October 5, 2010
Friday, October 1, 2010
Because, I, am, certain, that, I, either, overuse, them, or, do, not, use, them, in, the, r,i,g,h,t, places.
Hopefully my point comes across nonetheless.
Or, if nothing else, some punctuation expert's eye muscles get a workout from all the rolling they do when they see my mistakes.
Although, his writing was hard for me to read.... his writing is quite wordy and I had a hard time not feeling defensive as I felt the anger behind his words.... we had a fabulous discussion as a result!
I like to think we as a nation, since the time that James Baldwin wrote this essay, have made great strides to steer away from discrimination of all kinds, and, with specific regard to this book, racial discrimination. However, in listening to the discussion which ensued, hearing about the experiences that two of the women in our group have had to go through - even just this week (?!?!) - I come to the conclusion that we still have so far to go.
There is no way possible for me to walk in the footsteps of black Americans. Period.
But I hope that there is some progress with my generation and the generation I am helping to create that we will continue the dialogue. To be honest and listen to each other, maintain respect for each other, and walk beside each other until we have arrived to exactly where we need to be.
Thursday, September 30, 2010
Monday, September 27, 2010
I got #2 a navy blazer.... which he needed.........and a tie.... oh, and several things for myself.
And, because if I opened up an account, I saved another 15% on top of the 20% they took off for using the card for my day's purchase, which was on top of the 40-50% discount of the blowout sale items...... I was on top of the world. A Really. Smart. Shopper.
So, as I joyfully walked back into the house, gobs of seratonin coursing through my veins, I announced to King, "Hey, check it out, I SAVED two hundred and fifty dollars!!!"
I guess he just doesn't understand logic. Poor guy. You get it, though, right?
I am really trying hard to not be mad at you despite the fact that it was extremely rude. I am overriding my instinct to hope you step in a muddy rain puddle all the way up to your knees so that your pants stay wet the rest of the day and instead am lifting you in prayer that you don't get cancer. I hope you can use my prayers because you are getting them whether you deserve them or not.
Besides, despite what you may be accustomed to think, that this isn't about you. It's about me.
Peace be with you,
ps- Next time, all you have to do is ask.
Saturday, September 25, 2010
On Thursday night, the eve of my 43rd, I walk into the kitchen to find these flowers with a note:
"Happy last day to be 42!Don't worry, you are aging well!I love you."
Friday, September 24, 2010
The fact that God has blessed me with such wonderful friends. And a husband who puts me on a pedestal, despite the fact that I am afraid of heights. It is all very humbling. And beautiful.
Not only that, but that li'l buggah pulled off a surprise birthday dinner and invited friends who never uttered a peep about the plans. With roses. That smelled like roses are supposed to smell! And a card. With a certificate for a pedicure, even!
"Thank you" doesn't even begin to come close, but it's a start. Thank you!!
Wednesday, September 22, 2010
Tuesday, September 21, 2010
Monday, September 20, 2010
Friday, September 17, 2010
Wednesday, September 15, 2010
I am writing to say what an excellent product you have. I've used it all my married life, as my Mom always told me it was the best. Now that I am in my fifties I find it even better! In fact, about a month ago, I spilled some red wine on my new white blouse.
My inconsiderate and uncaring husband started to belittle me about how clumsy I was, and generally started becoming a pain in the neck. One thing led to another and somehow I ended up with his blood on my new white blouse!
I grabbed my bottle of Tide with bleach alternative, and to my surprise and satisfaction, all the stains came out! In fact, the stains came out so well the detectives who came by yesterday told me that the DNA tests on my blouse were negative and then my attorney called and said I was no longer considered a suspect in the disappearance of my husband.
What a relief! Going through menopause is bad enough without being a murder suspect! I thank you, once again, for having a great product.
Well, gotta go, have to write to the Hefty bag people.
Tuesday, September 14, 2010
Monday, September 13, 2010
Sunday, September 12, 2010
Saturday, September 11, 2010
Friday, September 10, 2010
I love you. I really do. But I must tell you that I do not love the company you have been keeping recently. That "wet dishcloth" friend of yours, what's her name? Humidity? Yeah, her. You need to dump that chick, she is a drag on our friendship!!
Until you come to your senses, I am going to keep my distance. When you realize she is no good for your popularity, and you finally get away from her, I will go out with you again.
Thursday, September 9, 2010
Wednesday, September 8, 2010
Thursday, September 2, 2010
Guess who's five?
The unprepared redneck parents are so clever when they realize that there are no more birthday candles in the house.
"Come on honey, make a wish and blow out the lighter!"
"I want that piece right there!"
"I'm still three," she said as she waited patiently for her slice of cake.
Brain freeze from the DQ ice cream cake!!
Saturday, August 28, 2010
Sunday, August 22, 2010
King and Number 3 were the chefs for tonight's meal.
Wednesday, August 18, 2010
Today's lesson is primarily for the oldest and youngest of our daughters:
- After shaving your legs, please put the blade cover back into place, and return disposable razor to safe storage area out of the reach of small children.
- Never, ever, ever, ever, even if it IS a sweet shade of Play-With-Me-Pink, play with a razor. They are very, very, very sharp - way sharper than a knife, even.
There was even a refresher lesson in it for me:
- Always praise God when things aren't as bad as they could have been.
Tuesday, August 17, 2010
- go to Target to return nursing bra
I am so sight-impaired as a result of being in my 40's that I couldn't read the fine print on the tag. But there it was, right under Gilligan O'Malley, in small print, there were the words, "nursing bra". It really makes me mad, too, because finding the bra that has all the "specs" I enjoy is not an easy task.
I guess it is a little humorous: middle-aged blind woman in peri-menopause buys nursing bra by mistake
Nursing home is more like what I need!
Saturday, August 14, 2010
Thursday, August 12, 2010
Wednesday, August 11, 2010
Today was the first day of school for #' 2, 3, and 4. It was a very big day for "he who must" as he started kindergarten this morning. He has been waiting for this day for no less than 2 years!
It is customary for King and I to walk each kid to their classroom and take pictures of them with their teacher (homeroom teacher for the older kids) and then stay for the parents' coffee reception and the flag raising ceremony.
This year number 5 was the only one to lag behind with mom and dad. Even though I am sure she liked seeing her brothers and sister go to each of their classrooms, I am fairly certain that she loved the orange juice and danishes she got to have after we dropped them off.
Number 2 was chosen at the end of last year to be a captain, which means that he gets to raise and lower the flag each day. I think that is really special. When we sang America The Beautiful this morning, there were many emotions behind those tears. Thankfully, Number 5, gave me some comedic relief: "Mommmmmmmma," she whined, "when is the frog racing gonna start?" "Frog racing?" I wondered. "Ahhhhh, flag raising, honey. Flag raising," I laughed.
She was not amused and I think very nearly felt cheated.