I'm working on a Pantry Challenge at the moment. My refrigerator and freezer are absolutely packed full, so it's time.
And, because I am ME, I ended up going to the grocery store first thing after deciding it was time for a Challenge. We were out of dog food, milk, half and half, and a few other necessaries. Nearly $33 worth of necessaries. Except the Flat Earth garlic and herb chips. They were quite blatantly not necessary.
I'm cleaning out the kitchen too, in preparation for the possible move. Brenda came over today, and she left with four knives, a Pampered Chef Cut-N-Seal, and a strainer. Come and visit, and you'll probably go home with some kitchen utensil or gadget too.
So, back to the Challenge.
On Monday, Skeeter went out to some steakhouse with people with work. I made a yummy corn and potato chowder. Sass and I love it, but Spyder and Skeeter refuse to eat it. Since Skeeter was out, I decided it was the best time to make it.
On Tuesday, we went to Fazoli's, same as always. We did see friends there though, so I'm glad we went.
Last night, I made pizza pops (dough with pizza sauce and cheese inside -- very good!) and a yummy spinach salad. Oh, and bruchetta. Because the pizza pops didn't have enough carbs.
Tonight I had intended to make a bacon and cheddar quiche, but the children were having trouble getting along, and I spent an hour helping them work out the disagreement. (Much wailing over the placement of the furniture on the back deck.)
All of that drama threw the real cooking idea out the window, so we had a cookout instead. Hot dogs and roasted veggies on the grill, and I threw some french fries in the oven. I also made mashed potatoes, just because I wanted them.
Tomorrow should be pizza and movie night, but the children are going to a sleepover.
Woohoooooooooooo!!!
Sorry, just had to get that out.
Anyway, since the children won't be here, I don't know what the dinner plans will be. I'm thinking that pizza won't be involved though.
Tuesday, October 30, 2007
Purpose
At the moment I'm reading Joe Mackall's Plain Secrets: An Outsider Among the Irish. I'm not quite finished, but I came across a passage this afternoon that was too good to wait.
The author had gone to his Amish friend Samuel to share the death of the author's Uncle Bob. Uncle Bob had been brain damaged due to radiation treatments back in the 1930s.
What a beautiful sentiment. I hope that we all are the people that our families and friends need us to be.
The author had gone to his Amish friend Samuel to share the death of the author's Uncle Bob. Uncle Bob had been brain damaged due to radiation treatments back in the 1930s.
Because of this, he couldn't read, do simple math, drive a car, marry, or support himself. But he could be everybody's friend, and be the lucky owner of an endless spirit.
"Some doctor just screwed up," I said, feeling angry about a man's damaged life and fresh death.
"Maybe a doctor made a mistake, but God didn't," Samuel said. "God made Uncle Bob that way because everybody who knew him needed him to be exactly the way he was."
What a beautiful sentiment. I hope that we all are the people that our families and friends need us to be.
Monday, October 29, 2007
For equal representation
In honor of Maxim's latest "top 5" list -- the Top 5 Unsexiest Women Alive -- Candy at Candy's Corner has given us the chance to vote for the top 5 unsexiest men!
Scoot over and exercise your voting rights!
Scoot over and exercise your voting rights!
Olive Rolls
Several weeks ago, the children and I made a recipe related to our study on ancient Rome. Essentially, it's a crusty yeast bread stuffed intermittently with olives. Unlike many of those "ancient recipes," it was pretty good -- good enough for us to make as part of our regular meals. But being me, I had to tweak the recipe.
I made an olive salad with black olives, green olives, garlic, and a bit of olive oil, all chopped together in a food chopper. The olive salad is stuffed into unbaked bits of dough, about the size of the palm of the hand.
If I'm feeling ambitious, I make the dough using this recipe on Allrecipes. If not, I let Pillsbury do the major work for me and use refrigerated dough instead.
It works best to completely cover the olive salad, then place the roll seam-down on the baking sheet. This is a great recipe for little hands though, as it doesn't really matter if the olive salad spills out a bit.
The result:
Sass did three of the four. Can you guess which one I did? :)
I made an olive salad with black olives, green olives, garlic, and a bit of olive oil, all chopped together in a food chopper. The olive salad is stuffed into unbaked bits of dough, about the size of the palm of the hand.
If I'm feeling ambitious, I make the dough using this recipe on Allrecipes. If not, I let Pillsbury do the major work for me and use refrigerated dough instead.
It works best to completely cover the olive salad, then place the roll seam-down on the baking sheet. This is a great recipe for little hands though, as it doesn't really matter if the olive salad spills out a bit.
The result:
Sass did three of the four. Can you guess which one I did? :)
A bit o' redneck fun
My parents have a huge Osage Orange tree in the front yard. And that bad boy puts out a lot of fruit -- massive green grapefruit-sized fruit.
One of the chores at my parents' house is to throw the fruit across the road. Since my dad can't, and my mom doesn't have time, it's been largely neglected. The children and I decided to do that chore while we were there on Saturday.
It's boring work really, just throwing and throwing and more throwing. We always make it into a game though, what we've termed Redneck Bowling. Hey, when you're getting rid of more than 200 of these things, you do what you can to make it less monotonous! And anything is more fun as a game.
We throw the fruit across the road, and usually one of them doesn't get quite all the way across. If one does stop in the road, we try to bowl the fruit across the road to hit the "stuck" one and get it across as well. Points are counted according to how many thrown, and double points for each hit on a "stuck" one. (I never said it was complex!)
Sass couldn't really throw them. They were way too big for her little hands, so she gathered them for Spyder and me.
I won, but only by a small margin, and only because I was able to bowl one out of the road. It sounds easy, but it's kind of tricky, since the fruit isn't perfectly round. The bumpy fruit rarely follows the path that the bowler hopes!
And just for kicks, here is a photo of "across the road."
I'll have to take a photo of it when it's filled with unripened wheat. I think it's most beautiful then.
One of the chores at my parents' house is to throw the fruit across the road. Since my dad can't, and my mom doesn't have time, it's been largely neglected. The children and I decided to do that chore while we were there on Saturday.
It's boring work really, just throwing and throwing and more throwing. We always make it into a game though, what we've termed Redneck Bowling. Hey, when you're getting rid of more than 200 of these things, you do what you can to make it less monotonous! And anything is more fun as a game.
We throw the fruit across the road, and usually one of them doesn't get quite all the way across. If one does stop in the road, we try to bowl the fruit across the road to hit the "stuck" one and get it across as well. Points are counted according to how many thrown, and double points for each hit on a "stuck" one. (I never said it was complex!)
Sass couldn't really throw them. They were way too big for her little hands, so she gathered them for Spyder and me.
I won, but only by a small margin, and only because I was able to bowl one out of the road. It sounds easy, but it's kind of tricky, since the fruit isn't perfectly round. The bumpy fruit rarely follows the path that the bowler hopes!
And just for kicks, here is a photo of "across the road."
I'll have to take a photo of it when it's filled with unripened wheat. I think it's most beautiful then.
Saturday, October 27, 2007
Coming to you remotely
Due to the wonder that is the internet, today's post is coming to you from my parents house!
My dad is now out of the hospital! He completed the physical therapy and his home again, but at the moment there are many things that he can't do, so he needs to have someone available all the time. We're visiting today so that we're the ones available.
Skeeter also had to fix their computer. Well, truly, it was unfixable. Skeeter worked on it for three days, and it's still not working. So we replaced their computer with one of ours (but . . . shhhh . . . they don't know).
At the moment, Skeeter and Dad are watching Psycho and the children are (in an interesting change of pace) upstairs playing Paperboy on the GameCube.
Oops. I spoke (wrote?) too soon. In the time that it took me to write the previous sentence, Skeeter and the children decided to go out and ride the four-wheeler instead. That's generally the way it is when we're here though -- they spend most of their time outside. I'm glad they can.
My dad is now out of the hospital! He completed the physical therapy and his home again, but at the moment there are many things that he can't do, so he needs to have someone available all the time. We're visiting today so that we're the ones available.
Skeeter also had to fix their computer. Well, truly, it was unfixable. Skeeter worked on it for three days, and it's still not working. So we replaced their computer with one of ours (but . . . shhhh . . . they don't know).
At the moment, Skeeter and Dad are watching Psycho and the children are (in an interesting change of pace) upstairs playing Paperboy on the GameCube.
Oops. I spoke (wrote?) too soon. In the time that it took me to write the previous sentence, Skeeter and the children decided to go out and ride the four-wheeler instead. That's generally the way it is when we're here though -- they spend most of their time outside. I'm glad they can.
Thursday, October 25, 2007
Big news!
Oh, yes! Big news, on two fronts!
First, and biggest, I found the camera yesterday! Well, Spyder was the one who recovered it. His little arms are better suited for reaching under the car seats, so I asked him to look thoroughly, and -- tada! -- he found it! I'm so happy and relieved! So later, a few pictures from the Native American Heritage Days.
The other one, not so big, but a personal accomplishment. I finished Zuma! Finished, as in completed every single board on all 12 (plus two extra) levels!
And today, the rain is less motivating. I want to sleep. But that might have something to do with Sass waking me up at 5:30 this morning. I can't sleep though. I have to find the case for Chrysanthemum so that we can return it to the library. And I have bills to pay, since I'm rather fond of having electricity and running water.
First, and biggest, I found the camera yesterday! Well, Spyder was the one who recovered it. His little arms are better suited for reaching under the car seats, so I asked him to look thoroughly, and -- tada! -- he found it! I'm so happy and relieved! So later, a few pictures from the Native American Heritage Days.
The other one, not so big, but a personal accomplishment. I finished Zuma! Finished, as in completed every single board on all 12 (plus two extra) levels!
And today, the rain is less motivating. I want to sleep. But that might have something to do with Sass waking me up at 5:30 this morning. I can't sleep though. I have to find the case for Chrysanthemum so that we can return it to the library. And I have bills to pay, since I'm rather fond of having electricity and running water.
Wednesday, October 24, 2007
Rainy days
I absolutely love rainy days. I'm sure there's some sort of disorder or syndrome associated with that, but I just love them!
I'm more motivated on rainy days, and I'm more satisfied.
This morning I cleaned out my tea cupboard -- completely cleaned it out. I only put back the ones I really love and use, and I still had two shelves of teas! Small shelves, but still . . . two shelves! Now I've sworn to use these before buying more.
All of the ones that I culled were taken to the library to share with my librarian friends. They're always so wonderful to us, so I like to take them little happy surprises anyway. As soon as I find my cookie cutter for the Bat Brownies, I'll take some of those too.
Tomorrow is supposed to be rainy as well, and I intend to stay home all day. I feel the need to make corn and potato chowder and continue cleaning out the kitchen cabinets.
Mmmm. Chowder! And cheesy garlic biscuits!
I'm more motivated on rainy days, and I'm more satisfied.
This morning I cleaned out my tea cupboard -- completely cleaned it out. I only put back the ones I really love and use, and I still had two shelves of teas! Small shelves, but still . . . two shelves! Now I've sworn to use these before buying more.
All of the ones that I culled were taken to the library to share with my librarian friends. They're always so wonderful to us, so I like to take them little happy surprises anyway. As soon as I find my cookie cutter for the Bat Brownies, I'll take some of those too.
Tomorrow is supposed to be rainy as well, and I intend to stay home all day. I feel the need to make corn and potato chowder and continue cleaning out the kitchen cabinets.
Mmmm. Chowder! And cheesy garlic biscuits!
Tuesday, October 23, 2007
So, the moving
It's inevitable. We will be moving, most likely sometime within the next two years. The earliest could be summer 2008, and the latest would be summer 2009.
But at any rate, that's only time. It is still inevitable. So all of those "someday" projects have come due.
The first overhaul will be in the master bedroom and bath. The vanity is old and ugly as homemade sin. It has to be torn out and replaced. And the bathroom is so small that I betcha it will have to be custom made. The current vanity is 36 inches long and 15 inches deep. I think I'd prefer to have it a little bit shorter than 36 inches. There's no possible way to increase the depth though, since that's the space available between the door and the wall, and opening the door is kind of important.
My uncle is a carpenter though, so I'll see if he will make it. My sister's boyfriend has already agreed to install it and patch the hole that my lovely, lovely children chipped in the drywall. Lovely children.
I spent today choosing colors. I had to find colors that would complement the bedroom and the hall, so I went with natural greens and browns, not too dark. Next up, choosing the style for the vanity. And convincing my Uncle Kurt that it needs to be done in this century.
Maybe I'll do before and after pictures of this whole experience. This is my first major house undertaking, since I don't think installing the pantry counts.
Yikes!
But at any rate, that's only time. It is still inevitable. So all of those "someday" projects have come due.
The first overhaul will be in the master bedroom and bath. The vanity is old and ugly as homemade sin. It has to be torn out and replaced. And the bathroom is so small that I betcha it will have to be custom made. The current vanity is 36 inches long and 15 inches deep. I think I'd prefer to have it a little bit shorter than 36 inches. There's no possible way to increase the depth though, since that's the space available between the door and the wall, and opening the door is kind of important.
My uncle is a carpenter though, so I'll see if he will make it. My sister's boyfriend has already agreed to install it and patch the hole that my lovely, lovely children chipped in the drywall. Lovely children.
I spent today choosing colors. I had to find colors that would complement the bedroom and the hall, so I went with natural greens and browns, not too dark. Next up, choosing the style for the vanity. And convincing my Uncle Kurt that it needs to be done in this century.
Maybe I'll do before and after pictures of this whole experience. This is my first major house undertaking, since I don't think installing the pantry counts.
Yikes!
It's how they play best
Sass and Spyder are up to something. They've been whispering together all afternoon.
The living room floor is covered with bits of cut paper, crayons, and toilet paper. And I've been told that I am forbidden access to Sass's room. Spyder is creating something, and Sass is standing guard outside the door. Spyder has made entrance passes, and I'm not to have one.
I'm not worried though. It's been a cold and rainy day, and I prefer when they're playing together like that.
I am, however, going to clean up all of the abandoned mess in the living room.
The living room floor is covered with bits of cut paper, crayons, and toilet paper. And I've been told that I am forbidden access to Sass's room. Spyder is creating something, and Sass is standing guard outside the door. Spyder has made entrance passes, and I'm not to have one.
I'm not worried though. It's been a cold and rainy day, and I prefer when they're playing together like that.
I am, however, going to clean up all of the abandoned mess in the living room.
Monday, October 22, 2007
The weekend
I've only just slowed down from this weekend. Tonight, I'm looking forward to two things: eating out and sleeping.
Saturday we spent the first part of the day at a company-wide Family Day sponsored by Skeeter's employer. It was held at a local kitschy farm with a pumpkin patch, pony rides, and a huge play area. They also had a little train and gave rides. The children loved that! Skeeter even won a door prize this time, a camp chair. Sass was particularly pleased with that, since she had been aching for one ever since the last Family Day that was for his department. The Family Day was a lot of fun, but I (once again) forgot sunblock for myself, so I was sporting a nice little sunburn by the end of the day.
After the Family Day, we gathered our things and headed to Mom and Dad's house. One of the local state parks nearby sponsored a Halloween carnival, so we took the children. They loved it, of course. Candy was involved! There were lots of games too, and a "haunted trail" which wasn't terribly scary.
After that busy day, we stayed overnight at Mom and Dad's because . . . Sunday was my dad's 65th birthday! He is still in the hospital, in a physical therapy program, but they allowed him a one day "therapeutic pass." He got home at about 8:45 on Sunday morning. The dog was so excited to have him home! Her back feet were scooting back and forth on the floor because her tail was wagging so vigorously!
It was a relatively uneventful day full of visits and food. Dad was supposed to be back at the hospital around 5 pm, in time for his nightly medicines. He ended up going back a bit early though because the power went out. His oxygen machine runs on electricity, and his portable tank was low, so he decided not to take chances and head back to the hospital. He was really tired from the exertion of the day, but he had a great time.
Skeeter and I left after the power went out, but before Dad left for the hospital. Skeeter had to work last night, supposedly from 5 pm Sunday to 5 am Monday, replacing a section on a bridge. Things went wrong all night though, and the crews (and Skeeter) are still out there, at almost 5 pm Monday. Poor Skeeter. I feel so bad for him. He doesn't do well with no sleep, and he's been up for over 24 hours. He still doesn't know what time he'll be done.
The children and I have had a relatively low-key day, although I was up at 4:20 am today. I don't sleep well when Skeeter isn't here. It was an early day, and I'm beginning to wear down. It's been a good day for cleaning out the bedroom though. More on the bedroom redecorating later . . . .
Saturday we spent the first part of the day at a company-wide Family Day sponsored by Skeeter's employer. It was held at a local kitschy farm with a pumpkin patch, pony rides, and a huge play area. They also had a little train and gave rides. The children loved that! Skeeter even won a door prize this time, a camp chair. Sass was particularly pleased with that, since she had been aching for one ever since the last Family Day that was for his department. The Family Day was a lot of fun, but I (once again) forgot sunblock for myself, so I was sporting a nice little sunburn by the end of the day.
After the Family Day, we gathered our things and headed to Mom and Dad's house. One of the local state parks nearby sponsored a Halloween carnival, so we took the children. They loved it, of course. Candy was involved! There were lots of games too, and a "haunted trail" which wasn't terribly scary.
After that busy day, we stayed overnight at Mom and Dad's because . . . Sunday was my dad's 65th birthday! He is still in the hospital, in a physical therapy program, but they allowed him a one day "therapeutic pass." He got home at about 8:45 on Sunday morning. The dog was so excited to have him home! Her back feet were scooting back and forth on the floor because her tail was wagging so vigorously!
It was a relatively uneventful day full of visits and food. Dad was supposed to be back at the hospital around 5 pm, in time for his nightly medicines. He ended up going back a bit early though because the power went out. His oxygen machine runs on electricity, and his portable tank was low, so he decided not to take chances and head back to the hospital. He was really tired from the exertion of the day, but he had a great time.
Skeeter and I left after the power went out, but before Dad left for the hospital. Skeeter had to work last night, supposedly from 5 pm Sunday to 5 am Monday, replacing a section on a bridge. Things went wrong all night though, and the crews (and Skeeter) are still out there, at almost 5 pm Monday. Poor Skeeter. I feel so bad for him. He doesn't do well with no sleep, and he's been up for over 24 hours. He still doesn't know what time he'll be done.
The children and I have had a relatively low-key day, although I was up at 4:20 am today. I don't sleep well when Skeeter isn't here. It was an early day, and I'm beginning to wear down. It's been a good day for cleaning out the bedroom though. More on the bedroom redecorating later . . . .
Friday, October 19, 2007
It's all about me.
Another meme, simply because I'm in quite a state over the (still missing) camera.
Shamelessly lifted from Golden Goodness
What was I doing 10 years ago…
I was about three months pregnant with Spyder, and I had just returned from visiting my parents to give them the news. At the time, we lived about 1000 miles away. I have a scar on my arm from that visit. I was leaving my mom's store, carrying a big box, and my arm scraped against a piece of hard plastic. It made a long, deep scratch, which has since turned into a scar. I'd show a photo, but alas, I'd need the camera for that.
What was I doing 5 years ago…
We had just bought our house. In fact, we closed on the house five years ago yesterday! Sass was about 9 months old -- and cute as anything. She was a pumpkin for her first Halloween. Not as striking as Spyder's first costume -- Elvis!
What was I doing 1 year ago…
We had just visited Elmwood Cemetery. I love old cemeteries, and this one was just fabulous. We're hoping to go next week, since the weather isn't beastly hot.
What did I do yesterday…
Hmm. Yesterday was a "stay at home" day. I cleaned out Sass's closet, took some pictures to help with the redecorating, and took our donations to the thrift store. I went to the library in the afternoon, and we went to the YMCA to swim. Oh, and we ate out since we went swimming.
5 snacks I enjoy…
cashews, popcorn, ice cream, M&Ms, clementines
5 things I would do if I had $1,000,000…
Pay taxes. Pay off everything. Travel. Visit the financial planner. Buy a new vehicle for Skeeter.
5 places I would run away to…
Mom & Dad's. Julie's. Lisa's. Seattle. Alaska.
5 bad habits I have…
Procrastination. Impatience. Forgetfulness. Lack of forethought. Staying up far too late.
5 things I like doing…
Reading. Singing. Soapmaking. Attending fairs and festivals.
5 tv shows I like…
Numbers. Heroes. Digging for the Truth. (Josh isn't on it any more though, and I've refused to watch since. I'm sure the new guy is just as good, but, well, you know.) Mr Bean. Arthur.
5 biggest joys...
Family. Friends. Satisfaction. Understanding. Answered prayers.
Shamelessly lifted from Golden Goodness
What was I doing 10 years ago…
I was about three months pregnant with Spyder, and I had just returned from visiting my parents to give them the news. At the time, we lived about 1000 miles away. I have a scar on my arm from that visit. I was leaving my mom's store, carrying a big box, and my arm scraped against a piece of hard plastic. It made a long, deep scratch, which has since turned into a scar. I'd show a photo, but alas, I'd need the camera for that.
What was I doing 5 years ago…
We had just bought our house. In fact, we closed on the house five years ago yesterday! Sass was about 9 months old -- and cute as anything. She was a pumpkin for her first Halloween. Not as striking as Spyder's first costume -- Elvis!
What was I doing 1 year ago…
We had just visited Elmwood Cemetery. I love old cemeteries, and this one was just fabulous. We're hoping to go next week, since the weather isn't beastly hot.
What did I do yesterday…
Hmm. Yesterday was a "stay at home" day. I cleaned out Sass's closet, took some pictures to help with the redecorating, and took our donations to the thrift store. I went to the library in the afternoon, and we went to the YMCA to swim. Oh, and we ate out since we went swimming.
5 snacks I enjoy…
cashews, popcorn, ice cream, M&Ms, clementines
5 things I would do if I had $1,000,000…
Pay taxes. Pay off everything. Travel. Visit the financial planner. Buy a new vehicle for Skeeter.
5 places I would run away to…
Mom & Dad's. Julie's. Lisa's. Seattle. Alaska.
5 bad habits I have…
Procrastination. Impatience. Forgetfulness. Lack of forethought. Staying up far too late.
5 things I like doing…
Reading. Singing. Soapmaking. Attending fairs and festivals.
5 tv shows I like…
Numbers. Heroes. Digging for the Truth. (Josh isn't on it any more though, and I've refused to watch since. I'm sure the new guy is just as good, but, well, you know.) Mr Bean. Arthur.
5 biggest joys...
Family. Friends. Satisfaction. Understanding. Answered prayers.
I'm having a crisis
The children and I had such a great day today! We spent half of the day at Chucalissa Indian Village enjoying the Native American Heritage Days.
The museum staff had set up fantastic, hands-on stations where the children made headbands and necklaces, made pottery, and playing traditional games. We also watched dancers and listened to traditional flute music.
It was a beautiful day, slightly cool in the morning, but warm in the sunshine. I even had the forethought to pack a picnic lunch, so the children and I had our picnic while watching the dancers.
The crisis? I think I've lost my camera!
Ooooh, this is not good. It's going to cost big bucks to replace it, and I normally make cash for stuff like that by eBay sales. Can't exactly make great sales without a camera!
I have a call in to the museum. Maybe, just maybe, someone turned it in.
The museum staff had set up fantastic, hands-on stations where the children made headbands and necklaces, made pottery, and playing traditional games. We also watched dancers and listened to traditional flute music.
It was a beautiful day, slightly cool in the morning, but warm in the sunshine. I even had the forethought to pack a picnic lunch, so the children and I had our picnic while watching the dancers.
The crisis? I think I've lost my camera!
Ooooh, this is not good. It's going to cost big bucks to replace it, and I normally make cash for stuff like that by eBay sales. Can't exactly make great sales without a camera!
I have a call in to the museum. Maybe, just maybe, someone turned it in.
Wednesday, October 17, 2007
A few things on my mind
None of them are particularly worthy of a single post, so they're all getting lumped into one.
- Spyder woke up this morning at FIVE THIRTY to throw up, which of course, roused Sass. Skeeter's alarm was going off anyway. So the whole family was up at FIVE THIRTY. I can't stress enough how early FIVE THIRTY is to me anyway. It's even earlier when it comes with the sounds that I heard this morning.
- Fortunately, the aforementioned regurgitation was a result of something he ate, so he was fine afterward.
- Sass played outside from dawn until we left for the grocery store at, oh, about 9:30. She was not happy that I made her wait until daylight to go out. I had to give her a bath beforehand because she was muddy from head to toe. And after the trip to the grocery, she was out and muddy once again and had to have another bath before art class.
- Since we were all up at FIVE THIRTY -- all of us -- my schedule was completely awry. The interviewees should get questions tomorrow morning, assuming that my urchins don't completely disrupt the schedule again. I really should stay up and do them, but, you know, that whole FIVE THIRTY business has really taken it out of me today.
- We're moving, for sure. Not until the end of next year, at the earliest, but we're definitely moving. We won't find out where we're going until then, but the whole idea is beginning to sink in. I went through the closets over the last few days. Looking good! I've gotten rid of absolutely everything that we haven't worn recently. Skeeter still has far too many shirts though. I'll have to sneak a few of those out too. Just working through . . . . I talked with a friend at art class about selling the house, and she gave me some great pointers for painting and colors. One good thing is that everything is cosmetic; no major repairs to be done.
- I'm loving my Zen. Loving it, even more than usual. I've been listening to books (why did it take me so long to realize that I could put audio books on there?), and doing the dishes and cleaning the stove aren't quite as bothersome as they once were.
- I need to make more soap (Christmas is on the way, and I give some away then), and I'm out of my scents. Must make time to go to Maggie's Pharm. I may end up buying a microwave because of the soap. I've never attempted it on the stove. I have heard of "blender soap," but the recipe I was given requires lye, and I'm not sure I'm confident enough to try that.
Tuesday, October 16, 2007
Things about me
I was tagged by the Multitasking Mama for this meme. Here are the rules:
- Link to your tagger and post rules.
- Share 7 facts about yourself, some random and some weird.
- Tag 7 people at the end of post and list their names.
- Let them know they were tagged by a comment on their blog.
- I am partially deaf in my left ear. Only a small percentage, and I can't even remember what percentage. Most of the time it doesn't bother me. It's the result of a combination of things: a really bad ear infection when I was in college, being an idiot and not going to the doctor as soon as I should have, and just after that, starting a job that required me to wear a earpiece phone. It's also made that ear very sensitive to high range pitches. The "beep, beep" of the register scanner at the Wal-Mart -- so far only at the Wal-Mart -- sometimes hurts so badly that I have to walk away while my things are being scanned. That's one of the (many) reasons that I avoid going there.
- My first job was as a typesetter at a printer's shop. I made $3.35 an hour. And I thought I was living large.
- When I was 17, I knocked the passenger side mirror off of my dad's truck while pulling into one of the parking spaces at the Sonic. The Sonic was one of the places to hang out, and of course, there were loads of people there. I was so embarrassed that I got out, picked up the mirror, threw it in the back of the truck, and drove off. In my defense, it was a 1977 Ford Ranger (that he loved immensely) with a column shift. I didn't drive it often, and it was bigger the car than I was accustomed to driving.
- I prefer driving a car with a manual transmission. I bought a manual transmission car (a 1982 Toyota Tercel) before I knew how to drive one. My dad found it, declared it a good buy, and I bought it. He drove us off the lot to a low traffic road, and I learned how to drive it. Lawzy, I just Googled it, and this looks exactly like my old car. Same color and all. It was a good little car.
- I took my first (and so far, only) trip to Disneyworld when I was 27 and pregnant with Spyder. It was loads of fun, and I was constantly surprised at how much I enjoyed it, being 27 with no children, at least none outside the womb.
- My two favorite words are persnickety and indefatigable.
- I almost went to graduate school in Canada, at the University of Saskatchewan. I had been accepted and had my scholarship and loan things all done, and Skeeter talked me out of it.
Monday, October 15, 2007
End of the interview
I hope you enjoyed the interview!
If you'd like to be interviewed, just leave a comment in this post, and I'll try to come up with a few clever questions for you!
If you'd like to be interviewed, just leave a comment in this post, and I'll try to come up with a few clever questions for you!
Interview, Part V
Do you know why God decided to place whiskers on womens chins after they give birth?
Oh, we all know the real reason . . . hormones, hormones, hormones. But really, that's a wee bit unfair of Him, don't you think? As if we need something more to be hormonal about?
Baby? Check.
Lack of sleep? Check.
Extra laundry? Check.
Other child who feels as if he doesn't get enough attention any more? Check.
Weird hairs on chin? Check.
Thanks. Thanks loads.
I think it's much kinder to think of those extra bits as reminders. I know that I'm terrible about taking little or no time to focus on me as a person, not as Mom-only. It's been all-child, all the time for me lately, and it's taking a toll on me.
I think I'll take the time to check for unsightly chin hairs tonight, lest I end up looking like a grandmother before I should.
Oh, we all know the real reason . . . hormones, hormones, hormones. But really, that's a wee bit unfair of Him, don't you think? As if we need something more to be hormonal about?
Baby? Check.
Lack of sleep? Check.
Extra laundry? Check.
Other child who feels as if he doesn't get enough attention any more? Check.
Weird hairs on chin? Check.
Thanks. Thanks loads.
I think it's much kinder to think of those extra bits as reminders. I know that I'm terrible about taking little or no time to focus on me as a person, not as Mom-only. It's been all-child, all the time for me lately, and it's taking a toll on me.
I think I'll take the time to check for unsightly chin hairs tonight, lest I end up looking like a grandmother before I should.
Sunday, October 14, 2007
Oh, how I've missed you
My dear Internetians, I've missed you all!
Last week's posts were a bit -- ahem -- sparse. Let's just chalk it up to fall and school being in full force. October is always a busy month, but this one seems more busy than usual.
Quite honestly, I don't remember Monday or Tuesday at all. On one of those days, we spent a few hours at the hospital, but I can't remember which day. Oh, yes. It was Monday. I had intended to get cash at the bank, and I was thwarted because of Columbus Day.
We began our conversational German class last week, which made our already-full Wednesday even more so. German in the morning; lunch on the run; art in the afternoon. Oh, and German and art are both about 30 minutes from my house -- in opposite directions -- which added a total of over an hour (with traffic) to the day. I hate being in the car so much.
Thursday was catch-up-on-errands day. My car was 1500 miles overdue for an oil change, so the children and I took the car to the dealership to have it done. Waiting. Afterward, we took it to the car wash and detail place to have it cleaned properly. More waiting. Lots of waiting on this one -- nearly two hours. After the car wash, the grocery store, with the children who were tired of the waiting thing and decided to chase each other around the store. I had spent very nearly the whole day attempting to corral the children, and I was not a happy mama by the evening.
On Friday, we went to see the Blue Dog exhibit at the Dixon Gallery, and, oh, it was wonderful! There wasn't a docent available for us, but I think I'm glad. I prefer just wandering around to whatever appeals to me. I was most drawn to the hurricane pieces, which surprised me a bit, since I do adore those whimsical Blue Dogs.
Saturday was a go-go-go day. I did storytime at the bookstore in the morning (Guess How Much I Love You -- one of my favorites). The craft was a messy one, with glue and sequins and feathers, so clean up took a bit longer than usual. After work, I ran home to get Skeeter and Spyder (who had both had Scouts that morning), then we went to Big Lots and back to the bookstore. One of Skeeter's former co-workers is in the hospital, so I was finishing a little basket of goodies for him (and his wife, of course). Skeeter went into the hospital so he could visit a bit and take the basket while the children and I waited in the parking lot. Sass had fallen asleep on the ride, and they've had enough of hospitals anyway.
It was a nice day, so we found a shady spot to park. We all had a snack, and I read a bit from Whittington. (Only about six chapters, but Spyder has since finished it and declared that I should read it aloud anyway. Must be good.)
After the hospital visit, we had dinner and a movie with The Michael and a couple of his friends. They and Skeeter saw Stardust, and I took the children to see Ratatouille. And even though we were completely full of Chinese food, we still had popcorn and drinks. And sneaked candy. It's tradition with The Michael, to sneak the candy. I stopped at Walgreen's on the way to the Chinese place, just so that we would have candy to sneak with The Michael. It totally cracks me up, this tradition. We buy popcorn, drinks, occasionally nachos or a hot dog, but if we're with The Michael, we must bring candy. What can I say? He's a bad influence. :o)
Saturday was a very long day for me. Sass and I left for the bookstore at ten minutes to 9 that morning, and we weren't home again -- except for the brief pit stop to pick up the boys -- until almost 10:45 that night. Fun, but long and tiring. I didn't realize how tired I was until I walked in the door. Even Spyder, who usually reads before going to sleep, was snoring by the time I had finished getting ready for bed.
Today we had church, then we went to see my dad at the hospital afterward. He's finally been moved to the smaller hospital closer to home! Excellent for them, but a bit less convenient for me. He was in such good spirits to be back home though, near the people he knows. We were there almost all day, but not all at the hospital. We went to their house, played with the dog and cat a bit, and let the children wander around the yard and the field. They love doing that.
Dad is supposed to start physical therapy tomorrow, but he has had a lot of fluid build up, so I think they're going to work on getting that off first. They had given him something to help with that as we were leaving tonight. Mom called when we were almost home and said that it was making him feel better already.
And now I believe I've gotten caught up with everything. I think. Tune in tomorrow when I answer Piper's last interview question and moan about what to make for dinner while wondering how to manage reading the 187 posts that have piled up in my Google Reader! :o)
Last week's posts were a bit -- ahem -- sparse. Let's just chalk it up to fall and school being in full force. October is always a busy month, but this one seems more busy than usual.
Quite honestly, I don't remember Monday or Tuesday at all. On one of those days, we spent a few hours at the hospital, but I can't remember which day. Oh, yes. It was Monday. I had intended to get cash at the bank, and I was thwarted because of Columbus Day.
We began our conversational German class last week, which made our already-full Wednesday even more so. German in the morning; lunch on the run; art in the afternoon. Oh, and German and art are both about 30 minutes from my house -- in opposite directions -- which added a total of over an hour (with traffic) to the day. I hate being in the car so much.
Thursday was catch-up-on-errands day. My car was 1500 miles overdue for an oil change, so the children and I took the car to the dealership to have it done. Waiting. Afterward, we took it to the car wash and detail place to have it cleaned properly. More waiting. Lots of waiting on this one -- nearly two hours. After the car wash, the grocery store, with the children who were tired of the waiting thing and decided to chase each other around the store. I had spent very nearly the whole day attempting to corral the children, and I was not a happy mama by the evening.
On Friday, we went to see the Blue Dog exhibit at the Dixon Gallery, and, oh, it was wonderful! There wasn't a docent available for us, but I think I'm glad. I prefer just wandering around to whatever appeals to me. I was most drawn to the hurricane pieces, which surprised me a bit, since I do adore those whimsical Blue Dogs.
Saturday was a go-go-go day. I did storytime at the bookstore in the morning (Guess How Much I Love You -- one of my favorites). The craft was a messy one, with glue and sequins and feathers, so clean up took a bit longer than usual. After work, I ran home to get Skeeter and Spyder (who had both had Scouts that morning), then we went to Big Lots and back to the bookstore. One of Skeeter's former co-workers is in the hospital, so I was finishing a little basket of goodies for him (and his wife, of course). Skeeter went into the hospital so he could visit a bit and take the basket while the children and I waited in the parking lot. Sass had fallen asleep on the ride, and they've had enough of hospitals anyway.
It was a nice day, so we found a shady spot to park. We all had a snack, and I read a bit from Whittington. (Only about six chapters, but Spyder has since finished it and declared that I should read it aloud anyway. Must be good.)
After the hospital visit, we had dinner and a movie with The Michael and a couple of his friends. They and Skeeter saw Stardust, and I took the children to see Ratatouille. And even though we were completely full of Chinese food, we still had popcorn and drinks. And sneaked candy. It's tradition with The Michael, to sneak the candy. I stopped at Walgreen's on the way to the Chinese place, just so that we would have candy to sneak with The Michael. It totally cracks me up, this tradition. We buy popcorn, drinks, occasionally nachos or a hot dog, but if we're with The Michael, we must bring candy. What can I say? He's a bad influence. :o)
Saturday was a very long day for me. Sass and I left for the bookstore at ten minutes to 9 that morning, and we weren't home again -- except for the brief pit stop to pick up the boys -- until almost 10:45 that night. Fun, but long and tiring. I didn't realize how tired I was until I walked in the door. Even Spyder, who usually reads before going to sleep, was snoring by the time I had finished getting ready for bed.
Today we had church, then we went to see my dad at the hospital afterward. He's finally been moved to the smaller hospital closer to home! Excellent for them, but a bit less convenient for me. He was in such good spirits to be back home though, near the people he knows. We were there almost all day, but not all at the hospital. We went to their house, played with the dog and cat a bit, and let the children wander around the yard and the field. They love doing that.
Dad is supposed to start physical therapy tomorrow, but he has had a lot of fluid build up, so I think they're going to work on getting that off first. They had given him something to help with that as we were leaving tonight. Mom called when we were almost home and said that it was making him feel better already.
And now I believe I've gotten caught up with everything. I think. Tune in tomorrow when I answer Piper's last interview question and moan about what to make for dinner while wondering how to manage reading the 187 posts that have piled up in my Google Reader! :o)
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