Sunday, December 31, 2006
OK, pity party over.
Christmas was good~the girls were spoiled as per usual and we got to have Cuncle Jer and Cant Kim and Ewise here for a few days which was great fun. Lots of sorting of presents to happen today until the Bears game starts. We have no plans for New Years Eve but that's OK cuz I'm not sure I'm really a fun addition to a party right now. We had a great time in Hilton Head with Dad and Judy and Jeff and Seana. I went shopping alone. As in ALL BY MYSELF! I was giddy with joy. I also found a Gymboree outlet down there and was in my glory. :-)
Sunday, December 24, 2006
We are off to Hilton Head for the week~without the girls! All alone to sleep in, eat out, and shop, shop, shop. We'll miss you all and see you all for the New Year's Eve!
Merry Christmas to You from us!
Tim, Jen, Caroline, Amelia, Greta, and Baby Bean
Saturday, December 16, 2006
I'm not sure what Tim was doing here. Suffice it to say it was the end of the evening. He did roll up his jeans to earn him the nickname "Huck". Not sure why.
Here is our only guy who dressed for the night. Lee AKA Steve sported his Sonny Crockett look.
Part of the festivities of the evening included Totally 80s Trivial Pursuit. All kinds of fun and hilarity ensured. Boys vs. Girls. They did well with Sports while us gals had Music and TV locked up! Here Dawn becomes very excited to shout out "Alan Thicke!!"
Shawnie tries out the martini shaker. We had Wedding Cake Martinis, Jack Frost Martinis, and the non-alcoholic Cosmo-NOT Martini. They were yummy!
I gotta say, I love these people. We had our 2nd Annual Small Group Christmas party last night. Yee Haw. Over the past year we have been through a lot together, the most difficult being the losses of Andrew and Jesse. We also know how to have a rockin' good time. Real friends are the ones who are there for the fun and the not-so-fun. So last night was a Christmas in the 80's theme. Great fun for most of us who were cool in the 80's not so fun for the ones who were toddlers in the 80's! We had martinis and dinner. Cheesecake and beer. And lots of "candy from the crapper." I had a dish of wrapped candies in the bathroom last year and they were so excited about it! Some of the highlights of the evening included the girls singing the "Facts of Life" theme song all the way through, Tim making up his own questions, calling Lee "Steve" all night just because we could, Tim rolling his pants up like Huck Finn, laughing at all our pictures from the 80's, and dicussion of the term skin flute. Hmm. . . Enjoy the photos and join a small group today.
Thursday, December 14, 2006
STILL TO BE DONE
Make grocery list
Hi Ho, Hi Ho, It's off to work I go. . .
Tuesday, December 12, 2006
~playroom ~office ~family room ~mudroom
~downstairs bath ~kitchen ~Amelia/Greta's room ~Caroline's room
~guest room ~girls' bath ~laundry room ~master bedroom
~master bath ~hallway
~painter ~builder ~insurance guy
Find pototo recipie
Finish and mail Christmas cards
Organize Christmas presents
Figure out who needs what for Christmas
I think that's it for now. Anyone wanna help? :-)
Sunday, December 10, 2006
**My Grandma makes us sing the "12 Days of Christmas" every year and last year we tried to do it "gay"
**My dad and my uncle once went sledding down a hill. With no coats. Into a creek.
**When Tim married into my family, he didn't know quite what to think. His family is very nice and my family yells things like "GET OFF ME YOU FAT OAF!"
**We once had a "meeting" to move the official beginning of Happy Hour up to 10am so one could have beer on one's Post Toasties.
**My Uncle Jim does a mean rendition of "Junior Birdman"
What kinds of fun stories come from your family? Do you do weird things? Are we the only ones who spend hours of drunken fun?
Tuesday, December 05, 2006
DO vacate your parking spot immeadiately upon arrive to one's car. DO NOT organize your reciepts, adjust the heat, light up a smoke, balance your check book and start chatting on your cell phone while others are waiting to take your spot.
DO NOT chat on your cell phone while navigating a crowded parking lot. Please pay attention.
DO allow the person behind you to ask a quick question of the sales person who is helping you. If you are the person asking the quick question, DO make sure it is a question answerable with one-word.
Anchor stores in the mall, DO NOT close any earlier than the rest of the mall without making a huge announcement. Especially when my car is parked near your store.
Thank you for your cooperation.
Friday, December 01, 2006
Thursday, November 30, 2006
Monday, November 27, 2006
What month was I born in?
What was my black lab's name?
**A bit of a trick question as I did have dogs named Oliver and BJ at one time**
What is my favorite movie ever?
Dead Poet\'s Society
When Harry Met Sally Correct!
**Another trick as these are all in the top 5 but When Harry Met Sally trumps 'em all.
What's my favorite fast food restaurant?
**Though I can see why Christine got that wrong. I made her eat White Castle to try and get me in labor with Amelia.
My first job was at the mall. What store?
County Seat Correct!
**I sold Guess jeans at Chicago Ridge Mall**
What is the one fruit I hate?
**Bananas are just icky.
Who was my first boyfriend?
Mike J Correct!
**Another trick. Techincally, Mike J was the correct answer. However, Doug was probably my first "real" boyfriend. Like we actually went on dates and stuff as opposed to just making out at Sandy Mels parties when Mike and I were "going out" in 8th grade. And Lance, only in my dreams!
Where do I go to church?
Crown Point CRC
**Um, Aimee, you go to church with me and you got this wrong. Hello?
What is my favorite band?
All of the above Correct!
**Love 'em all.
What is my favorite TV show ever?
Little House on the Prairie Correct!
Days of our Lives
**Long live Half Pint and Almanzo. I love him.
Sunday, November 26, 2006
Wednesday, November 22, 2006
Tuesday, November 21, 2006
DO stay to the right of the aisle when stopping to check ingredients, compare prices, ect. This allows others to pass easily.
DON'T stop in the middle of the aisle when running into your BFF from high school. Kindly resume shopping or move the reunion to Starbucks.
DON'T make the poor clerk do a price check on every stinkin' item in your cart because you are sure that the sign said "Buy 1 get 10 Free" DO make dang certain that if you ask for a price check that you are correct.
DON'T chat on your cell phone while meandering back and forth down the aisle, making it impossible for me to pass you.
DON'T walk against the flow of traffic. With a stroller, 7 kids, Grandma in a wheelchair, and a seeing eye dog.
DO leave your coat in the car. I do not want to carry it for you. (This only pertains to my shopping companions. I do not carry strangers coats.) I also do not want to hear about how warm you are in your parka.
DO be aware of your surroundings~especially when needing to back up. My baby does not wish to be sat upon.
DON'T allow small children to behave like, well, small children in stores which they have no place in. Right now I can not think of one of those but I'm sure there is one or two.
DON'T hog Santa. Hug, smile for a pic, share your list, and get the heck out. Don't come back while my kid is sitting there and ask her to move so you can get another snap shot.
While on the subject of Santa DO remove yourself from the line in the event of a potty/diaper emergency. I would be happy to hold your place in line while you attend to business in a more private area.
DON'T attempt to return an item with no reciept or tags and then cuss out the store manager because she won't give you a cash refund.
DO remember pedestrians have the right of way. Especially in marked cross walks.
DON'T park in the "Expectant Mother" parking if you do not own a uterus.
DON'T "steal" a spot that someone is obviously waiting for. If turn signal is on and car is waiting for another car to clear out, it is their spot.
DO return your cart to cart corral.
DO allow the pregnant, elderly, or mom with many children to have the closer spot. If you are alone, adult, able-bodied, and it is not a blizzard, please let those of us who need to shlep 3 kids into Target have the closer spot.
One final overriding tidbit~DO NOT for the love of Pete take your toddler out shopping at 9:30 pm and then yell "I'm gonna whip your butt!" at her for behaving like a toddler who should be in bed not in Target.
Thank you for reading and have a joyous shopping season!
Friday, November 17, 2006
Since I do consider dressing my daughters to be an Oympic sport~hey, I gotta be good at something~I'm flat-out copying Lisa's idea of Fashion Friday. It also gives me something post about other than all my angst. So here they are in all their glory! :-)
First we have a teeny newborn Greta in Playtime Piggy from Gymboree, that set is a Size Preemie!
Next is Amelia at 3 months in an awesome Tommy patchwork jumper I actually got at a garage sale! What a deal!
Last but not least is kindergarten Caroline in a great Gymboree Poppies set~we have had that set in 3 different sizes she loved it so much!
Thanks for looking and will someone PUH-LEEZE tell me how to make my posts with pics pretty?!?!?
Friday, November 10, 2006
We had an interesting trauma last week. We were at MOPS cleaning up (well, chatting) and Greta takes a dive onto the iron table base. I'm thinking she's ok, just whacked her noggin. I'm snuggling her and I say to Shawnie, "I taste blood. Did I cut my lip?" No, but blood is covering the back of Greta's head. And I missed this, how?
So to be safe (and cuz he's less than a mile up the road) we stopped to see good ole Dr Stroman. It goes something like this.
I walk in and announce "I don't have an appointment but we've got a head wound!"
And what does Tae Ni say? "I LOVE head wounds!" Takes a look at her and says, "Yep, ya gotta take her for stitches." Groovy.
Then Cool Nurse with the Nosering Lisa yells from the back, "We've got the staple gun!"
Um, hello? Did you say GUN?!? And STAPLES?!?!?! So Tae Ni whips out the gun, pulls her hairback and before I can spit out "Doesn't she need ANESTHESIA?!?!" He puts 2 staples in head.
So now Miss Greta-Boo has metal in her head and will not be passing through security anytime soon. She didn't even flinch. Wow.
And I know all of you are asking yourself "What become of her outfit with all that blood?" Worry not, I think I can save the outfit~great set from Petting Zoo. (OK, quit laughing behind my back. I made $1600 bucks this week. :-P ) I tried to check it discreetly while holding her and Shawnie caught me.
Friday, November 03, 2006
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Thursday, November 02, 2006
A family friend who is a big music junkie once told me there was "no good music made after 1972" I find that wrong on so many levels~the biggest of which is I was born in 1972 and I did not ruin the music scene. I have thought about his statement and have modified it a bit. I think most people name their favorite music as what was popular when they were teenagers. Now I'm a big fan of what the kids are listening to today but I will always hold the 80s were the best. My parents thought the 60s were the best. And on and on.
So my QOTD is what are YOUR Top Ten of the 80's? Here's mine. I think. I may add more. Offensive and controversial as they may be. . .
10. Livin on a Prayer~Bon Jovi
9. Only in My Dreams~Debbie Gibson
8. Personal Jesus~Depeche Mode
7. It Takes Two~Rob Bass and DJ EZ Rock
6. Pour Some Sugar On Me~Def Leppard
5. Still Haven't Found What I'm Looking For~U2
4. Every Rose Has It's Thorn~Poison
3. Material Girl~Madonna
2. Pride (In the Name of Love)-U2
1. Paradise City~Guns N Roses
Tuesday, October 31, 2006
Tuesday, October 24, 2006
Here's a neato shot of our neighbor's back yard. No, there was not a terrible storm or vandals. That, ladies and gentlemen, is normal. They started to assemble a new picnic table, got bored, and left it there. For 9 days. This was a stroke of genius on their part. They didn't need to pick up any of the paper or cardboard from their new purchase~I did. Out of my shrubs, trees, and window wells.
Now moving to Exhibit B. Look closely at this shot. See the windchimes as big as your leg?! Observe the stunning Bug Zapper powered by a sunny yellow extension cord. Pretty, eh? So that brings me to the Q 'o the Day. How do you ask someone you've spoken to twice to remove the windchimes that wake the dead? Before you answer, you need to know that Mrs Redneck was seen screaming obscenities at the ATT guy last week in the backyard. In a muu muu. With curlers.
Seriously, I love bein' a Hoosier and all, but I am trapped in a Jeff Foxworthy special. Help.
Sunday, October 15, 2006
Sunday, October 08, 2006
The Red River of the North Series by Lauraine Snelling
This would fall into the "Christian fiction" catagory but I do love historical fiction. This is set on the Dakota prairies of 1880s. The main character does way more in her day than I do in a month. I always want to get up and plow a field or milk a cow after reading these. Great family saga that isn't too nicey-nice.
The Love Comes Softly Series by Janette Oke (some one PUH-LEEZE tell me is it "oak" or "oakie"!)
Also falls into the "Christian fiction" and lands squarely in incredibly nicey-nice. But I still love it. Such a sweet story.
Redemption Series by Karen Kingsbury
Great story. A bit over-written but I did get attached to characters and wanted to see how it worked out. Kingsbury is a gifted story-teller but not so much a great writer.
Dancing in the Dark by Big Bill Romonowski and Friends
Changed my life. Or at least my major. Love him. Love his book.
Redeeming TV by Quintein Schultze
Can I get an AMEN from all my siblings here? Will change the way you view TV completely. I am also TOTALLY showing my age as this was his NEW books when I was there.
The Girlfriends Guides by Vicki Iovine
Wet-your-pants-funny. Must read for any beginner mom.
Eve's Daughters by Lynn Austin
All of Lynn's books are great but this one is still my fave. You can tell just by reading this book that Lynn is a Calvinist! :-) I get really tired of characters in "Christian fiction" that are very one-dimensional. "Good girl goes to church, doesn't touch alcohol, never has any sin, ever. Bad boy is very, very bad. Dances to rock music, reads Harry Potter books, swears, and even has GASP non-Christian friends!" Lynn's characters are not perfect. They are real flawed people with a grasp of total depravity but no clue about grace until it whacks them upside the head. This was the first book I ever actually read in one day.
Goodnight Nobody by Jennifer Wiener
Great fun read about a bored SAHM who tries to figure out who murdered her neighbor.
Can You Keep A Secret? by Sophie Kinsella
Also a fun read about a women who has too much to drink and ends up telling her life story to a handsome stranger seated next to her on a trans Atlantic flight. Turns out he's her new boss. Goes on from there. . .
Sophie's Heart by Lori Wick
Pure Velveeta. But hey, why not a little cheese with that glass of wine. . .
So whatcha all got?
Wednesday, October 04, 2006
Monday, October 02, 2006
"Hi hon. How's your camping trip?"
"Good. What's up?"
"Well, would you be upset if I got Amelia's ears piereced?"
"As long as I don't have to clean them, I don't care."
"Good. Cuz I already did it."
"That's what I figured."
Ah, he knows me so well. I have always been very conflicted about the whole earrings on little girls thing. It started with my dad who said only biker chics had earrings. Huh? I wasn't allowed til I was 12. I swore no daughter of mine would either. The funny thing is I always thought they were cute on little girls~esp them bald baby girls~like Greta! But somehow I didn't think that applied to my kids. They would look trashy. Hey, I never claimed to make sense. When Caroline was 4 we got her hair cut pretty short. I looked super cute but to soften it a bit, we got her ears pierced. After the alloted time we took out the started set and she would not let me put new ones in. Said it hurt. Okie dokie. No more earrings. Then when we were in Hilton Head with Dr and Mrs Beautiful and family, Christine and I decided to get Emily and Caroline's ears pierced. And Doug and Tim's too, but that's a story for a different day. After the intial hoopla, I never even noticed. So I guess that's why I broke down and did Amelia's. I realized it was not nearly the big deal I made it in my head. As most of my life is.
So that's my story and I'm sticking to it. :-P
Sunday, October 01, 2006
Friday, September 29, 2006
I think we will move. Homecoming is next weekend. . .anyone game?!?!?!?!
Wednesday, September 27, 2006
SO, I need a name. I want something cute and memorable~and a bit snobby is OK too. I'm hawking these babies to moms who can and will pay $14 for a set of hand-made bows. My main market is mostly moms but think moms are girly-girls and have all girls and love the girly stuff. Moms who have had a few boys before girl arrives so they are itchin' to go nuts with ribbons and lace. My best ones are Grandma's who have had all sons and now have granddaughters!
Kim's suggestions were "Bows by Jen~They Even Make an Ugly Baby Cute" or "Bows by Jen~They Draw the Eye Upwards" PLEASE give me something more useful than Kim did!
Also, a few of you have inquired about bows for your little gals. I would love to set you up at a discount as long as you tell everyone who askes where you got them from! :-) Let me know soon as I'll be starting Christmas stuff this week! Here's a pic of a set I made to match something for someone~the fringy stuff matches a horse sweater with yarn "hay" on it.
Tuesday, September 26, 2006
Sunday, September 24, 2006
Now it's time for some football!!! GO BEARS
Saturday, September 23, 2006
I was just watching Tim and mine's (that is SO grammatically wrong, but I dont' know what's right) favorite guilty show, Two-A-Days. It's all about high school football~which by the way we just figured out that our girls will never get to have high school football games. Boo hoo. Anyhoo, some of the girls on there were dressed in very short skirts, low-cut tops, ect. Another reason I fight it now, is that soon they will be in high school. I want to have a foundation set for that. I want them to know what's not appropriate and have in ingrained in them. Secondly, if I start "just a bit" now where will it be when they are teenagers? We work with lots of teenagers and have had to tell girls they can't play pool cuz the guys are lining up behind them to watch them bend over the pool table. We have had to give them sweatshirts to put over their tops because they are too skimpy.
OK, I'm done.
I am also talking about little girls not teenagers. I have no problem with a jr high girl wearing a trendier outfit~sheer top with cami, tighter fitting jeans. I am talking about little girls. When I wore big belts and tight jeans, I was 13 not 8. There is nothing wrong with fashion and trends. I love to go shoppping with my oldest (and hallalujah she loves it too!) I just get frustrated by the lack of choice. Things seem to be too babyish or too teenager-ish.
About the shirts with sayings, look again at the ones I linked. I was referring to ones with "snarky" sayings. I saw one out today that said, "If you catch me, I'll just lie" While I am not a fan of the "Princess" shirts, I said nothing about parents being unfit or uncaring if they let their daughter wear one. I thought my point on that was very clear. I think it emphasizes what they are instead of who they are and that's what bothers me.
This is a Bratz doll. And here is a Bratz Baby. Starting with the name, um, Bratz? I have a hard enough time with my girls acting bratty, why make it cool? And that much make-up and skimpy clothing is not something I want them to model after. And for the record, we also own no Barbies.
And note to Carol, I make a profit every season on my girls' clothing. So I spend less than zero. And about 80% of their closets are from resales or Ebay. Caroline gets a "budget" when we shop and she knows that she can spend it on one sweater or 4 outfits. It's her choice. I think that teaches her a lot about wise spending and materialism. It's not about looking "just so" Fashion and putting together an outfit is something she likes to do~it's a hobby~and she knows that. We talk about it everytime we shop. My other girls might not enjoy it like Caroline does. We'll have to see. . .
Thursday, September 21, 2006
This issue of appropriate clothing for little girls has driven me crazy since Caroline moved into the 4-6 size range. Before that we were happy at Target or Kohls or Babies R Us. While the quality sucks at all those places, we did find cute things. And for me it is not so much about "showing skin" I have no problem with the girls wearing tank tops or shorter skirts (ONLY if there are built-in shorts underneath) It is about making them look like little adults. I don't need Amelia to have a black pencil skirt with a silver chain hanging off it or Caroline to wear a gauzy see-thru top with a cami under it. I also detest those T-shirts with snarky sayings on them. Like this or this . We already fight against the attitude why enforce it? I also hate the Tshirts that say "Princess" While I am all about developing self-esteem in my girls, hello, let's talk about modesty! How 'bout a T shirt that says "Really good at soccer" or "Bakes a mean brownie" Let's focus on all the great talents they have instead of how cute or spoiled they are.
This quest is what brought me to Gymboree in the first place. I have been a Gymboree fan for years but their newest line has yoga pants that say "CUTE" on the buttinski~for baby! Why on earth do we need to DRAW ATTENTION to a toddler's biscuits?! I complained to the store manager. We are big fans of Lands End , Hanna Andersson, and I am even branching out to a very FEW pieces from Limited Too.
And while we are fixing this world problem, can we PUH-LEEZE get rid of Bratz dolls?!?!?! I am sick of Caroline coming home in tears because the neighborhood girls are playing with them and she's not allowed to. She understands (we point them out at the store and talk about how they are inappropriate) but it's still hard to be left out.
**Stole this title from this book which I'm dying to read!
Tuesday, September 19, 2006
You view the Bible as historically accurate and divinely inspired. You go to church every Sunday, with the Good Book in a Bible cover, and Wednesday night for Bible study. You've read at least one of the books in the apocalyptic "Left Behind" series, prefer your iced tea very sweet, and suspect Bill Clinton has murdered somebody somewhere in Arkansas. You're furious that people actually believe "The Da Vinci Code" and have bought a book debunking the novel. You wept uncontrollably all three times you went to see "The Passion of the Christ" and have ordered the DVD in bulk to give copies to friends. You may watch Eternal Word Television Network, and you adore Dr. Laura, Chuck Colson, James Dobson, and Rush Limbaugh. You enjoy some episodes of "Joan of Arcadia" but think it's not reverent enough--"Touched by an Angel" was better. If you're Catholic, you go to Latin Mass and weekly confession, though you don't have much to confess. You think homosexuals are sinful but try periodically to love them. You think the surrounding culture is so polluted that you shop at Christian bookstores, listen only to Christian radio and send your kids to Christian or parochial schools--or homeschool them. You give generously to your church and Christian charities. The Bible provides you not only a direct connection to God but a roadmap for how to lead your life.
Saturday, September 16, 2006
1. I told a white lie to get out of something I didn't want to do.
2. I didn't stick to my budget this week.
3. I really like Nick Lachey's new song.
4. I said not-so-nice things about someone (only to my husband, not the whole world) because they hurt my feelings.
Friday, September 15, 2006
Tuesday, September 12, 2006
Wednesday, September 06, 2006
~Caroline was sitting on the front porch waiting for carpool this morning. We were car #3 in line for drop-off and pick-up at preschool.
~Breakfast was cold cereal, no fruit, no juice. Lunch was Wheels and Cheese. Dinner was better~PB&J, carrots, and string cheese. I did grocery shop. Opened up a pack of cheese to shut Greta up. First time I ever did that.
~Greta had a bowel emergency at Target and I had no wipes. At least I was at Target where one can buy wipes, a whole box of 'em as they do not have little travel packs. Still no folder for Amelia's school bag.
~Got 3 loads done AND folded. (But that's only cuz Days was good and I folded while I watched.)
~Made a budget for the business and paid 2 bills. 18 more to go. Went to the bank to deposit paycheck before checks start bouncing.
~ I did not clock Amelia upside the head when she colored with NON-WASHABLE markers all over these capris and this top that she wore for the first time today. I also did not clock Caroline for leaving her bedroom door open to allow access to such markers.
~I was really good til I just ate a chocolate chip cookie. It was that or clock Amelia.
Tuesday, September 05, 2006
Friday, September 01, 2006
Comment on this post if you're in or not. I know Kim is in MI til Tuesday but I want a response from everyone else. Eat, drink, and eat some more this weekend. It's Mardi Gras for Dutch people. On Tuesday I will kick it off so be ready to post your current weight, your goal weight, a goal date, and your plan of how to get there.
Thursday, August 31, 2006
**NOTE TO HECKLERS~~I have not bought new bedding in 4 years so shut it.**
I found this set at Kohls~I'm not a huge fan of Kohls but this caught my eye the other day. The pic is kinda small but you can view the larger photo. Whaddaya think? My walls are almost that exact shade of blue. And you gotta love a comforter the color of dirt. How gross can it get from 3 little girls on Saturday mornings?
Wednesday, August 30, 2006
In the course of our meeting we veered into a discussion of quality and excellence in our programs and balancing that with what is real and messy~life. While we all agreed quality is important, it needs to address the needs of the women in whatever group it is. It's so easy to get caught up in who is bringing food and did that person get a call and who is doing this and that. We so often get so full of the mechanics that we forget the heart.
We also talked about how we need to not let our particular talent or passion (single parenting, music, motherhood were the ones represented at this discussion) become the thing that is glorified. While it is definitely a God-given passion of mine for moms, that is not where the glory should lie. One woman was talking about how in her passion of music~she is starting a woman's worship night~it is easy to focus on the music because that is what moves her. Myself and another lady there~who I think is the only person who is a worse singer than me~tried to explain to her that while music is pretty, it doesn't move us in the same way. She was having trouble understanding that we weren't really interested in singing for 2 hours straight. Applying that to MOPS was a bit harder. I know that every woman does not have preschoolers, but I do get blinders about the ones who do. "It's been great for me therefore you should come too. And love it as much as I do. " They were telling me that even though I want to run through Target and hand out MOPS flies to every woman with a baby, not everyone is moved by that. It was one of those meetings where I really didn't learn anything I didn't already know in my head, but I didn't always get it in my heart. To have other women taking something that was so obvious to me (music) and pointing out the parallel in something not so obvious (MOPS) it kinda took hold a bit more.
So I am prepared to not sob over every mom who says "no" to MOPS. I think. We'll see.
Thursday, August 24, 2006
Tuesday, August 22, 2006
Sunday, August 20, 2006
Friday, August 18, 2006
1. North to pick up, south to drop off.
~Mr. Mom. When Michael Keaton drives carpool the first day he goes through the line backwards.
2. I carried a watermelon.
~Dirty Dancing. When Baby first is introduced to Johnny.
3. Don't f--- with the babysitter.
~Adventures In Babysitting. When Kris encounters gang bangers on the El and they say "Don't F with the Lords of Darkness" that's her answer.
4. If you guys know so much about women, why are you at the Gas N Sip on a Friday night?
~Say Anything. Greatest movie ever. Or at least one of them. Lloyd says it to a group of guys bragging about how the chicks love 'em.
5. Strange things are afoot at the Circle K.
~Bill and Ted's Excellent Adventure. Tim's favorite movie ever. Bill says it to Ted when they first meet Rufus in the time machine.
6. Kmart sucks.
~Rainman. Raymond to Charlie at the end.
7. You can't say lesbian~it's women in comfortable shoes.
~Good Morning Vietnam. Adrian Cronhower during a weather report about it being rainy enough to need dykes.
8. I've just been felt up by my grandma.
~Sixteen Candles. Samantha's grandma points out her "boobies" to her whole family and then grabs them.
9. My dad was a peeping tom!
~Back to the Future. Marty sees his dad in a tree with binoculars.
10. I will not be ignored.
~Fatal Attraction. Glenn Close (I can not remember her name!) says it to Michael Douglas (Dan)
11. Orange whip, orange whip, orange whip, 3 orange whips.
~Blues Brothers. John Candy when ordering drinks at the Blue Brothers show.
12. No dancing? Jump back!
~Footloose. Ren (Kevin Bacon) to Willard (Chris Penn) when he finds out dancing is illegal in their town.
Thanks for playing. Johnny, tell 'em what they've won. . .
Thursday, August 17, 2006
Today was the day. Kary (Circus Girl) and I baked. And baked. And baked. In 4 hours we made 8 dozen brownies, 8 dozen Tollhouse bar cookies, 3 dozen blueberry muffins, 3 dozen apple-cinnamon muffins and appx. 300 pancakes. We used mixes for the brownies and pancakes but everything else was from scratch. Ain't we domestic. We froze everything for breakfasts and school lunches. So now when Tuesday (pancake day) hits, we just pop 'em in the microwave. We've got yummy muffins too. And brownies. Yumm-O. We were both exhausted when we were done but SO glad we did it! Next time we will tackle dinner. We are going to shoot for 10 meals~5 for each of us.
Monday, August 14, 2006
Sunday, August 13, 2006
80's Movie Fun
What movie are these quotes from. And if you can, name the character who said it and the setting.
1. North to pick up, south to drop off.
2. I carried a watermelon.
3. Don't f--- with the babysitter.
4. If you guys know so much about women, why are you at the Gas N Sip on a Friday night?
5. Strange things are afoot at the Circle K.
6. Kmart sucks.
7. You can't say lesbian~it's women in comfortable shoes.
8. I've just been felt up by my grandma.
9. My dad was a peeping tom!
10. I will not be ignored.
11. Orange whip, orange whip, orange whip, 3 orange whips.
12. No dancing? Jump back!
So now I get to go to Walmart. Ick.
Saturday, August 12, 2006
A few years ago I attended a MOPS convention out of state. We all met at one girl's house to drive down and dragged our husbands and children to see us off. In the midst of all the tears (by the toddlers, not the dads) and quick "discreet" groping (by the dads, not the toddlers) I noticed something. Most of the moms spent a lot more time playing huggy-kissy with their kids than with their husbands. While some of this may reflect the fact that the major huggy-kissy was done earlier in private, it struck me. And so I began to think and that led to a somewhat heated discussion on the L-O-N-G ride to St Louis.
When we become moms, do our babies become the center of our affection instead of our husbands? If so, is that wrong? Is it the reason so many marriages~even those among our Christian world~fail?
Some of this displacement is inevitable. When we have a newborn~especially a breastfeeding one~they suck the very life-blood out of us. God created us moms with a fierce love and all-consuming drive to Be the Mommy. Without this, so many of us would succumb to the sheer stress of new motherhood. We are so touched out by the end of the day that any physical contact makes us run for the hills. But as the baby grows and sleeps and becomes aware that they are indeed their own person, mom sometimes doesn't get the memo. Instead of reaching back towards our husbands many of us fixate on our kiddos. Each of us has a tank of different needs and us moms tend to fill our need for cuddling and smooching and all that with our kids. While we love our husbands, we often turn into roommates who occasionally have sex.
Awhile back Oprah did a show with the question, do you love your kids or husband more? I was amazed at how many women were SO passionate about the fact that they loved their children above all else. "It's my BABY! Of course I love her the most! Anyone woman who would put a man above her child is not a good mom." I think the question is wrong. It's apples and oranges. I do not love my Pookie more than my Princesses. I love them differently. Tim is my best friend, makes me laugh all the time, is my partner in all we do, and well, ya know, the other fun stuff. The girls are each gifts and I adore them all as the individuals they are. The best way to love my kids is to give them a solid home to grow up in and that means a strong marriage. Even though we will snark at each other about how to cut up a pizza or whose fault it is that the paperwork is missing, there will be no divorce here. I would contend that is why divorce is so common. Mom is showering the kids with her attention and affection and Dad gets none. So Dad finds himself a little Pop Tart who will shower him. (See Dr Beautiful, I do agree!) Not that I am by any means excusing Dad from his tryst, Mom needs to be aware that she choose him to be her partner and lover, not just sperm donor.
So feed the kids some generic mac and cheese, call a sitter, and go out to dinner. Go out to Target. Go out parking. Go makeout in a forest preserve. Do something to show your hubby that he rocks your world. And always kiss him first and the most.
Friday, August 11, 2006
I took the girls for pictures today. What an adventure that turned out to be. Caroline loved getting her pictures taken~she would actually throw a fit if we walked past the Picture People with out getting pics. Because of this I was always very smug about getting great photos of kids~"What do you mean little Susie hates picutres?" I thought it was obviously the mom's fault that her kids didn't cooperate. And then came Amelia. That girl has hated every camera ever pointed at her. Where Caroline would ham it up all over the place, Amelia scowled and pouted. Her 2yr pics feature a pose of her sitting on a stool with her legs so wide open she looks like she is sitting on the can. And Greta you ask? Greta is in between. She likes the attention but is easily overwhelmed by too much of it. She was standing on her head in waiting area but refused when the camera tried to capture her 1 yr old silliness. What I really wanted was a great pic of all 3 girls and one good one of each. I kinda got that~only after much bribing and my lap becoming the "stage" I have to give a shout out to Glamour Shots~they rock. They use digital so they took about 50 shots and they will do them all together, alone, whatever I wanted. They also curled Caroline and Amelia's hair which rocked their world. They even went as far as to re-do Amelia alone after we saw the proofs and didn't have a great one of her alone. I love them. I ended up with a 10x13 of all 3, a 8x10 close up of each girl, a 8x10 full-length of each girl, and 3 5x7s and 48 wallets for $208 total~including handle fee and tax. Pretty good deal for all they did. And they are SO nice and helpful. Only thing I don't like is I have no online proofs so I can't post 'em here for you all. So you will all just have to wait for Christmas. Or Kwanzaa. Or Hanankah. Or Ramadah.
Thursday, August 10, 2006
Caroline was looking at my blog and saw all the baby pics of Amelia on her birthday and as per usual I heard a refrain of "It's not FAIR to ME!" Well, sweetie, I did not own a digital camera til Amelia was 3 months old so there are no baby pics I can put up of you. SSSSSOOOOO. . .here's my attempt at "fairness"~~she's 5 in these pics, baby enough I guess!
Sunday, August 06, 2006
My baby girl is officially no longer a little girl! We have entered the tween years~those exciting years between sweet little girl and sullen teenager.
She loves American Girl dolls and the White Sox. Playing in the dirt and shopping with mom. And the saddest of all for me, no more Gymboree! boo hoo. Oh well, at least I have 2 more to dress as I like.
So Happy 8th Birthday Sweet Caroline! Mommy loves you.
Friday, August 04, 2006
Monday, July 31, 2006
I just posted this on my fridge. I hang onto it daily since my mom died 4 years ago.
What is your only comfort in life and in death?
That I am not my own, but belong—body and soul,in life and in death—to my faithful Savior Jesus Christ. He has fully paid for all my sins with his precious blood, and has set me free from the tyranny of the devil. He also watches over me in such a way that not a hair can fall from my headwithout the will of my Father in heaven:in fact, all things must work together for my salvation.
Because I belong to him,Christ, by his Holy Spirit,assures me of eternal life and makes me wholeheartedly willing and readyfrom now on to live for him.
Friday, July 28, 2006
July 14~~We were supposed to close on our new house. Yeah, not so much. Mortgage company screwed up so we were left with moving closing to Monday. Pretty Boy Derek feels bad and gets his company to pay for movers for us. Sweet.
July 17~~Funeral for Cindy, wife of Kevin our Director of Student Ministires. She was 43 and died of colon cancer. Very sad. Closing takes place as scheduled. Found a fantastic table and chairs at Costco, counter height, black. Fancy.
July 18~~Movers show up and move all our big stuff. Turns out we have a lot more crap that we thought. Hmm, garage sale anyone?
July 19~~Comcast scheduled to arrive between 1 and 5 to set up all forms of communication. No show. Jen very mad. Very very mad.
July 20~~Still no communication.
July 21~~Went to see the coolest band ever! (Shut up Kary) The getting there was a bit rough. Picture being trapped in a Girls Gone Wild video and you are the only one wearing capris. That was my limo ride there. I saw lots of thongs and a pair of piereced nipples. All I could think was "How do you get them so perky?"
Whoa, we're half way there, whoa whoa livin' on a prayer, All together now! And yes, that's how close we were. Thanks for the pics, Leenie!
This was the first concert I have been to in 15 years that did not involve an altar call. Oh wow. Bon Jovi was awesome. And Nickleback opened and I now love them too. It was SO fun!
July 22~~6:30 pm. Got a phone call that Brian and Shawnie (close friends from small group) had lost their baby. She was 31 weeks along and suddenly no heartbeat. 8:00pm we were all at their house to hug and pray. It was very sad.
July 23-25~~Lots of time at hospital, waiting for name for Baby Girl. Her name will be Kaitlin. More time praying for no C-section.
July 25~~Jesse Rees B is born. Yep, Kaitlin turned out to be a boy. What a surprise! Medically speaking delivery went well so Shawnie will be able to attempt a VBAC next time. (Her first was C-section)
July 26-27~~Still no Comcast. Planning funeral for Jesse. Lots of stuff to do.
July 27~~Grandpa dies in Michigan. Kinda a shock~wasn't really expecting that. Pray all goes well this weekend.
July 28~~Mr Comcastic shows up. And here I am.
I have SO missed you all!! I can't wait to see you guys on Wednesday. And please pray tomorrow for Brian and Shawnie as they bury Jesse. And pray for Jeff and Dawn (other good friends from our small group) as they will be going through the same thing in 2 weeks. Their unborn son AJ is not expected to live more than a few hours.
Thanks for the love and talk to y'all soon! (Blank stare)
Sunday, July 16, 2006
* You reused plastic margarine containers long before anyone heard of the environmental movement
* You have a two-volume address book. Volume I: A-U Volume II: V-Z
* You have never skipped church to watch the Superbowl
* Your main contribution in increased gender equality was to switch from KING to Wilhelmina brand peppermints
* Your range of restaurant choice is restricted to the contents of a "Buy One Meal, Get One Free" coupon book that you bought to support missionaries in Sierra Leone
* You wipe the last of the butter out of the container with your roll
* Your mother's hairdo is the same at your wedding as it was at hers
* Your closet is divided into work clothes and Sunday clothes
* Your church attendance record is not interrupted by childbirth
* Your Sunday routine resembles this: Church, coffee, roast beef, green beans, a nap, and Church
* You have a front room but never sit in it
* All your cookies taste like almond
* You make the bed in a hotel room
* The last tip you left in a restaurant was "Don't wear so much makeup" and "A little quicker with the coffee
* You have always been to church on New Years Eve
* You can sing "eere zij God" even though you can't speak Dutch
* You think that being progressive means discarding the Psalter Hymnal in favor of the Steve Green songs on the overhead
* Seeing hands in the air during worship causes you to look around for a stickup man
* You are still trying to justify owning a dishwasher
* On summer vacation you couldn't swim, only wading up to your knees was allowed
* At your wedding, everyone was swaying, but no one was dancing
* You have attended worship services at a campground amphitheater
* You know what an afghan is
* You have lace on your windows, but not on your underwear
* Your two permanent Saturday jobs are to wash the car and make sure you have enough single bills for the offering plate
* All of your recipes are adapted to fit into a 9X13 pan
* You can't imagine a funeral reception without ham on buns
* The Usher never has to ask you where you want to sit.
Friday, July 14, 2006
Jana, teach me the hot link! Puh-leeeeezzeee!
So that's my life now. I will be off-line til July 20. boo hoo
Thursday, July 06, 2006
Reach back in your mind to singlehood. Do you remember the guy that seemed so perfect for a few dates and then you saw a flaw? There is an episode of "Seinfeld" where Jerry has the perfect girlfriend until she thinks she sees him pick his nose. After that, it's all over. Even though Jerry vehemently states "No pick!", the belief is there and it's over.
Identify the Problem
Before making a life-altering decision, one needs to evaluate the situation. What bugs you about your new BFF? And can you live with it? Is she a "One-upper"? If your baby has a cold, her baby has pneumonia. If your baby learned to sit up, her's is crawling. You get the picture. While annoying, if all other things are good, this might be something I can live with. Two things are deal breakers for me. Lying is one, especially lying to ingratiate yourself to someone. Like "Oh yes, Muffy and I go way back! I'm her baby's godmother!" Often this will be said with no knowledge that I am friends with Muffy and know full-well she is not Junior's godmother. The other deal breaker is My Child Is Perfect Syndrome. Face it, all of our offspring are little monsters with little or no social graces. I expect toddlers to hit, kick, and scream. What I do not expect is Mommy to turn a blind eye or always assume her Little Precious would never be involved in anything so base as toy-grabbing or hitting.
Now that we have decided that we have an honest-to-goodness ex-BFF on our hands, we need to figure out our strategy. As in all of life, a girl needs a plan. And a cute seasonally appropriate diaper bag.
Option A~~Duck and Run
I am always in favor of the duck and run. And may I also add that Caller ID is a new mommy's best friend. The key here is to suddenly become so swamped that you can't possibly make it to the park, the mall, McD's, whatever. Hopefully, they eventually get the hint. **Complication**One complication of the Duck and Run is the Ex-BFF who really believes that you are swamped and shows up with dinner and cleaning supplies. I actually had one girl come clean my bathrooms because I told her I was so miserably pregnant I couldn't clean my toilets, let alone have a social life. I only felt guilty til I saw my reflection in my bathtub. This is the equivalent of the guy who sends roses everyday and plays "your song" Lloyd Dobler style outside your bedroom window trying to woo you back. While you may enjoy being the object of affection, it is a bit creepy.
While this option sounds morally superior, it really isn't. Especially for me as subtlety has never been my spiritual gift. You can just sit down with Ex BFF and tell her while you have enjoyed her company you think she could use a visit from Supernanny. How can this be a good thing? While honest, it really isn't very nice.
I had used both of these options with varied success. So that you know I have also been Mommy Dumped, I have had them used on me. One got kinda nasty over breast vs bottle and went downhill from there. Another constantly called her kid "Angel Baby" as he was whacking Caroline over the head with a Barney guitar. And SHE dumped ME!
Hopefully, you will come to a point that you have found some new BFFs who also have great kids. I have found a few newbies myself lately~~if only they didn't live in BFE. . .Now your next task is to intro the husbands and pray they get along!
1. My home is... still on the market.
2. I am listening to... "Take My Life" by Jeremy Camp
3. Maybe I should... pay attention to my daughters.
4. I love it when... my house is clean and dinner is made.
5. My best friend... (other than Tim) is my sister, Christine, and Kary.
6. I don't understand... why I have to wait for things.
7. I lost... my wedding ring for 2 days once. Tim was mad!
8. People say... I talk too much.
9. The meaning of my blog name is... that is what starts most sentances in our house.
10. Love is... exhausting.
11. Right now, somewhere, someone is... having happy hour.
12. I will always... know that without God I would be nothing.
13. Once upon a time, I... remembered to send birthday cards.
14. I never want to...bungee jump or sky dive.
15. My personal motto is... Ya get what you get and you don't have a fit. Oh, and girls rock!
16. When I wake up in the morning... if the girls are still asleep, I love the morning. If I wake up to screaming girls, I hate the morning.
17. I get annoyed when... people are late.
18. People always... misunderstand me.
19. I sing... loudly and horribly off-key.
20. Hugs are the best when... they're given with little arms and freshly scrubbed faces.
21. Today I... started the laundry.
23. Tomorrow I will... continue the laundry.
24. I really want... to finish the laundry. Have another baby. Start my own business. Take a nap. Have a martini. Meet Jesus.
25. If my girls/boys were born the opposite sex, I would have named them. . .Caleb, Wyatt, and Wilson or Hudson.
OK, now I tag Kary. SOOOO Kary, you need to copy and paste this, delete my answers and add your own. Then tag someone else! :-)
Thursday, June 29, 2006
OK, never say never. While driving home last night from meeting Daddy for dinner at work we heard a old Meatloaf song, the type the required windows down, radio up, and LOUD singing along. (Yes, Caroline it's all about baseball.) Not only did I make them listen to my singing, I proceeded to tell Caroline about a party on a boat with that song and how cool I was in high school. That's when the full-body shiver came on.
I grew up in the 80's and my parents grew up in the 60's and my kids are growing up in the 00's. Why does 20 years seem so long ago when you're a kid and it's just yesterday when you are a grown up? I can tell you title, artist, and year of a song within 10 notes. And I will also share any memory-good or bad-associated with that song. Music is a constant backdrop for my whole life~which is funny because I am not musically inclined at all. Nor is any of my family. It transports me. My husband will hum the theme from "Top Gun" while making dinner and it's summer of 86 again. I heard the Muzak version of "Pretty In Pink" and I am in the pool at Lance's house again. Don't even get me started on songs and boyfriends. Each guy I ever went on more than 2 dates with has at least one song and often a depressing break-up tune too!
So long live the 80's and my kids will get over it. With therapy.
Wednesday, June 28, 2006
1. re-reading a book you loved 10 years ago.
2. informing TV characters of impending danger, thinking that they can hear you
3. argyle socks
4. the position of your head when you bite into a taco
5. Welcome Back, Kotter
6. hymn sings
7. for November chillls: thick chili, crusty bread, and crunchy veggies
8. Lake Michigan shoreline
9. "Do Not Disturb" signs
10. golfing with fathers
11. running down a beach
12. Ivory soap
13. yard sales
14. wet babies
15. not-fit-for-man-or-beast February nights
16. getting catalogs in the mail
17. $1 bills that say "I love Mike" in pen
18. buttered maple syrup
19. Dairy Queen's Monster Cookie blizzard (that's a new one!)
20. sleeping with a jacket over you
21. falling asleep wrapped up in a wool blanket on the beach in October
22. Fisher Price Little People
23. Walt Whitman
25. Eight is Enough
26. "spirit sticks" at pep rallies
27. high school football on crisp fall Friday nights
28. laughing at yourself
29. "Babalu" by Ricky Ricardo
31. cable knit cardigans
32. chipped beef dip
33. New Years Eve kisses
34. good hair days
35. peanut butter cookies with Hershey kisses
36. flannel sheets
37. "Coming to America" by Neil Diamond
39. taking down the Christmas decorations
40. clothes that are too big
41. camping in the fall
42. cheese sticks
43. reading in bed
44. petunias in wild full bloom
45. seeing that someone else is a worse housekeeper than me
46. 4th of July
47. positive pregnancy test sticks
48. brand new baby girls (or boys!)
49. the Chicago White Sox
50. Hot Pockets
51. Nanny 911
53. hot summer afternoons when there a dark clouds on the horizon
54. Rubbermaid bins
55. pumpkins on the porch
56. "Little House" books
57. exchanging restaurant recommendations over breakfast
58. balls of real butter
59. Ronald Reagan
60. going to sleep with a line thru every item on a To Do list
61. puppy love
62. sipping (or gulping) wine in front of a fire
63. not paying attention to stupid questions
64. the smell of the ocean
65. frolicking in a pile of leaves
OK, have at it!
Monday, June 26, 2006
My little crazy one is 3 today~officially at 3:29 pm. What I can say about Mimi Kate? We tried for almost 4 years to get pregnant again after Caroline was born. We tried just about everything and were in the middle of the adoption process when I discovered she was coming. We were shocked and thrilled and scared to death since I had already had 3 early miscarriages (well, one not so early) She arrived on a hot June day with Daddy and Aunt Christine chatting over my bed. Amelia screamed through her first bath and has hated the water ever since. She was a great baby and a fireball toddler. And now a preschooler who would prefer to go back to baby status if it means keeping her beloved "pipies" Wow. Where did the time go? So Sweet Mimi, here's to you! We love you to pieces!
Friday, June 23, 2006
Being my littlest (at this time) I have learned that I do not wish to do the dog-and-pony show that Caroline required to drift of to dreamland. She gets put in her crib with blankie and pacifier and that is it. She never fusses, never cries. Just grabs her beloved blankie and snuggles to sleep.
Anyway, back to the point. As I was cuddling her, I got a whiff of something icky. I was thinking it was maybe that odd diaper smell that permeates the carpet, the walls. Ya know? As I sniffed closer, it was my sweet baby. Not her diaper but actually her person. She reeked! Then I started thinking. . .when was the last time I gave that child a bath? Ummm. . .not real sure.
I swore I would never be one of those moms that treats her younger kids different than the older ones, but here I am. Caroline had a bath every day, Amelia every other day. Now poor Greta stinks. Some of it is the fact that once you have more than 2 kids, your time is limited. Honestly though, for me, it is just that I have grown into being a mom. I absolutely love Baby Greta as fiercely I loved Baby Caroline. But I have also seen that "This too shall pass" She is at the same stage as my niece Elise now, except Elise is the firstborn. Greta touches everything, climbs on everything, and sticks her fingers (which are usually sticky) into everything as Elise does. It drives Kim (Elise's mom) insane and it doesn't really bother me. The difference is I have seen the other side with Caroline and Amelia so I know she will quit driving my nuts shortly. You can be told it will pass, but until you actually pass though the tunnel yourself, you can't really believe what the other mommys are telling you.
So I know Greta won't always smell bad, Amelia will soon give up the pacifiers, and Caroline will stop sleeping with the bathroom light on~I think. Now, to go put her in bathtub!
Wednesday, June 21, 2006
Now here are some more tasteful pics of the fun day of swimming and bonding. I don't have a lot of time so here are the highlights.
We ate fruit and veggies.
Laura pushed Christine in the pool.
Christine called Laura an unflattering name.
Christian retaliates and pushes Laura in the pool.
We all swim. Big kids splash. Little kids cry.
We all eat sandwiches. And then Jen broke the seal and had a Mike's at 12:45.
More swimming. More eating. Lots of cheese puffs.
Hugs, kisses, and bye bye.
Amelia conks out with "sawbewwy sungasses" on. Too cute.
All in all, a great fun day. I had so much fun I called a realtor. Oh yeah. I have one. Smooches.
White Sox 20
These are supposed to be the 2 best teams in baseball. This series was much talked about, a preview of October, if you will. Oh yeah!
BUT as a life-long Sox fan once said of us all, "We spend the season one breath away from suicide. We'll choke in September."
Grinder Rule #52
There is no crying in baseball. Unless the champagne gets in your eyes.
Monday, June 19, 2006
- I live in my own little world. But it's OK. They know me here.
- If flying is so safe, why do they call the airport the terminal?
- Everyday I beat my own previous record for the number of consecutive days I have stayed alive.
- How come we choose from just two people to run for president and 50 for Miss America?
- Isn't having a smoking section in a restaurant like having a peeing section in a swimming pool?
- Why is it that most nudists are people you don't want to see naked?
- I signed up for an exercise class and was told to wear loose-fitting clothing. If I HAD any loose-fitting clothing, I wouldn't have signed up in the first place!
- Wouldn't it be nice if whenever we messed up our life we could simply press 'Ctrl Alt Delete' and start all over?
- My husband says I never listen to him (at least I think that's what he said).
- Just remember...if the world didn't suck, we'd all fall off.
- Why is it that our children can't read a Bible in school, but they can in prison?
- Wouldn't you know it...Brain cells come and brain cells go, but fat cells live forever.
- Why do I have to swear on the Bible in court when he Ten Commandments cannot be displayed in a federal building?
- Bumper sticker of the year: "If you can read this, thank a teacher....and since it's in English, thank a soldier".
So we're at the parade with Dad and Judy on Saturday night and we overhear what price our builder is telling people. It's $5000 less that what we're paying!!!!!!!! WHAT THE *&%*&?!? We were supposed to be getting the home for appx. $15,000 LESS than the "current market value"
I want to cry. I want to scream. I have been duped. How could I be so stupid?!? We have some friends going to the parade undercover for us to see what they can find out. One of them is a builder so he knows all the questions to ask.
I am now going to deposit Caroline and Amelia at VBS #2 for the summer. Hey, they are learning ecumenism. Is that a word? Love across the denomonations. Go hug a Baptist today.
Sunday, June 18, 2006
Part of my reasoning to start a blog was to provide myself with a written memory of all the cute and not-so-cute things my girls do. So in honor of my crazy middle girl, here are some of her very interesting patterns of speech.
pocket polly~polly pockets
cakecup~cupcake. Her winter coat this year had a cupcake print on the lining so she always wanted to wear her "cakecup coat"
mum-sic twuck~the ice cream truck. We have convinced her that the ice cream truck is just a truck that drives around playing music for all to enjoy. Do not blow our cover.
koo-koo~Clifford the big red dog who is on 24-7 at our house.
goinky~her blanket. She is perfectly capable of saying "blanket" when pushed but much prefers "goinky"
She has many more but those are my favorites. She is getting to the point that Tim and I can understand about 90% of what she says and regular folks get about 60%. I think that's average for almost 3?
Thanks for listening to my brief moment of mushiness. Now back to real-life. . .
Wednesday, June 14, 2006
Why does the gas company send me a bill every month? I just paid them.
Why does my 7 year old ask me what hell is while I'm trying to get her to bed?
Why does a 7 month pregnant woman look better in gauchos than me?
Screaming baby. . .Predestination~discuss. I'll be right back.
Why do my girls still throw food on the floor even though the dog is dead?
Why do men feel they need a medal or sex for every act of housework they complete?
Why do they ask me if I want fries with that? Duh!
Why is honesty confused with being not nice?
Why do books cost so much?
Why is 90210 off the air?
Why is it not OK to listen to Guns and Roses in my minivan? While squealing into the church parking lot for VBS?
Tuesday, June 13, 2006
Pic #1 is the family room.
Pic #2 is the front of the house.
Pic #3 is the master bedroom.
Pic #4 is the kitchen.
Pic #5 is my UPSTAIRS laundry room! It is so awesome.
Once we actually live there and have our cheaper, uglier stuff in, I will post pics that! Now everyone pray hard that our house sells!!!