Tuesday, June 19, 2012
Sunday, July 31, 2011
Laughy or Sleepy Taffy
After a hard night of partying on Friday, then a birthday party that included unsupervised access to face paint.....the child eats his Laughy Taffy (part of the party favors) as he sleeps. This same child would now like to be called Captain Strong.
Friday, June 24, 2011
The Next Justin Bieber....name that tune...
My favorite part of this is when he stops to look at himself for a while before continuing....
Thursday, April 28, 2011
OLD and Crazy
Something about the revived realization of getting old throws me into a depression each year. Of course the reminder is my birthday. Unfortunate that my brain finds a way to ruin that day (and usually at least 2 weeks following that day) for me.
I’ve always been one for lining up events that give me something to look forward to. In the spring the event is my birthday. In addition I just really love spring- the green showing through , flowers, birds, hope that we aren’t living in a frozen hell year round. This year spring has mostly sucked. Here it is April 28th and it’s sleeting outside. BLA!
The anticipation of holidays in general has always been big for me. Good and bad. As a kid I would barely sleep the night before in anticipation of the gifts and fun the next day. Christmas was the biggest bit of excitement. My cousin and I would wake up VERY early, still dark outside, and do our best to wake up the rest of the family…so that we could go downstairs and start the fun. A magical time. Some guy shows up and breaks into your house while you sleep and then leaves gifts. AWESOME! The bad part was the dysfunctional anticipation of my parents fighting and the dichotomy of pretending we were a happy nucleic family – so the rest of the family didn’t know how messed up we were. I was torn between living in my make believe world in which my parents slept in the same room and liked each-other AND the reality of the play we were acting out. So holidays continue to excite and depress me.
This year my birthday was like any other…at least for someone in their mid-late 30’s. Really nothing is about you anymore at this age. It’s about my kids. They should pick out a gift for me because that teaches them to think of others, I should tell my husband to take the kids to get me said gift, I should tell my husband which gift that should be. We should get a cake, because the kids like cake and birthdays include cake. So my birthday becomes about a teaching opportunity as well as to minimize the financial impact to my family…because truthfully getting me something I really want for my birthday—we can’t afford. Exciting items on the top of that list would be – a house keeper, new wardrobe, a vehicle with a working radio and door….let the good times roll.
Part of my dysfunction includes my desire to provide for others thoughtful gifts. I want them to be happy with what I picked or made for them. I want them to know I thought about them and who they really are. I put time into it. It’s fun for me. The joy in the giving. That said, I have the unfair expectation that I will get the same in return.
Here is the ungrateful part. I know. Yes I am a spoiled brat. I get that. The gifts are usually a disappointment. I don’t want big $$ gifts. I just want someone to think about me and create that thought in something tangible. The only way to achieve that would be to tell someone what I want…which ruins the fun.
Time to accept the reality of being past the prime time in life where there is excitement like that. My role as a mother is to provide the experience to my kids. As a friend, provide that to my friends,etc.
Buzz kill.
On that happy note, another appointment with the gyno. today. Good TIMES!
I’ve always been one for lining up events that give me something to look forward to. In the spring the event is my birthday. In addition I just really love spring- the green showing through , flowers, birds, hope that we aren’t living in a frozen hell year round. This year spring has mostly sucked. Here it is April 28th and it’s sleeting outside. BLA!
The anticipation of holidays in general has always been big for me. Good and bad. As a kid I would barely sleep the night before in anticipation of the gifts and fun the next day. Christmas was the biggest bit of excitement. My cousin and I would wake up VERY early, still dark outside, and do our best to wake up the rest of the family…so that we could go downstairs and start the fun. A magical time. Some guy shows up and breaks into your house while you sleep and then leaves gifts. AWESOME! The bad part was the dysfunctional anticipation of my parents fighting and the dichotomy of pretending we were a happy nucleic family – so the rest of the family didn’t know how messed up we were. I was torn between living in my make believe world in which my parents slept in the same room and liked each-other AND the reality of the play we were acting out. So holidays continue to excite and depress me.
This year my birthday was like any other…at least for someone in their mid-late 30’s. Really nothing is about you anymore at this age. It’s about my kids. They should pick out a gift for me because that teaches them to think of others, I should tell my husband to take the kids to get me said gift, I should tell my husband which gift that should be. We should get a cake, because the kids like cake and birthdays include cake. So my birthday becomes about a teaching opportunity as well as to minimize the financial impact to my family…because truthfully getting me something I really want for my birthday—we can’t afford. Exciting items on the top of that list would be – a house keeper, new wardrobe, a vehicle with a working radio and door….let the good times roll.
Part of my dysfunction includes my desire to provide for others thoughtful gifts. I want them to be happy with what I picked or made for them. I want them to know I thought about them and who they really are. I put time into it. It’s fun for me. The joy in the giving. That said, I have the unfair expectation that I will get the same in return.
Here is the ungrateful part. I know. Yes I am a spoiled brat. I get that. The gifts are usually a disappointment. I don’t want big $$ gifts. I just want someone to think about me and create that thought in something tangible. The only way to achieve that would be to tell someone what I want…which ruins the fun.
Time to accept the reality of being past the prime time in life where there is excitement like that. My role as a mother is to provide the experience to my kids. As a friend, provide that to my friends,etc.
Buzz kill.
On that happy note, another appointment with the gyno. today. Good TIMES!
Wednesday, April 13, 2011
More stuff and a side of PMS
Last weekend I tripped while carrying a safe up the stairs...and then slammed the safe into my own noes. Small hairline fracture and a nice swollen nose for a few days...really coordinated and pretty!
Now on to PMS which has only helped aid me in being crazily obsessed with some weird drama at the office.
Alas
I am still into painting right now. But, what to do with all the flowers I pressed?
Tuesday, April 5, 2011
Sunday, April 3, 2011
Your view?
I've had some time lately to play around with doing some mini watercolor paintings. Specifically paintings of various flowers, vegetables...and now on to some whimsical animals.
Got a little giddy when making the latest bunch on which I also used stamping to put some random phrases on them.
I really have no idea if these are things that other people will want or like.
But I cut the mini paintings out and glued them to postcard size cardstock...match them with an envelope. Then I have notcard sets.
I sent a set (shown in the above picture with all displayed together) to my aunt. It was spured by a little push via facebook where the first 5 to repond to my post got a handmade something or another from me. Which reminds me I signed up on a couple myself and haven't received anything yet.....hmmmm.
Now I just don't know. I have fun making them...but do others really want them?
If I put a set as part of a donation to our school fundraiser...will I just get pitty response? I think the set would end up in the raffle section..where people can drop tickets in the bag for various items in a drawing.
I have about 2 readers...so not sure I will get an honest response....but if you read this...do tell?! If only to save me the embarrassment.
Pics:)
Sunday, January 16, 2011
Positive, really, going there
Just some randomness.
Quotes from Arden recently-
On bailing mom out of jail.
"Mom if you ever get in trouble and are put in jail, I will save all of my money to get you back to where you are now."
On Nirvana song Come as You Are:
"Wow this guy really needs a drink of water."
On a new friend.
"Mom will you run with me and my clear friend? He is clear. At night he walks on the floor and he glows green, during the day he is just clear and he walks on the floor. He isn't very fast at running though, he just runs as fast as this (as he shows me how he walks)."
NEW TOPIC
Things I like:
Cuddling with our dog
Cleaning my kids ears
My husband scraping the windshield off for me
Taking pictures
The movie Amelie
Old Lisa Loeb music
The book : Shit my Dad Says
Making bread
Family history
The beach
Sleeping
Old Keys
Crystals
PROCEED TO THE NEXT CHAPTER
My kids playing stuffed animal doctors. Arden is the dr.- he mostly specializes in giving shots -- although he claims they do not hurt.
Baker is the admin. person , he writes out the treatment plan and assigns the cost. Some items on his list included: "Fever" "Butt Sroes" "Poop" these ailements are treated for the following low price respectively : 10001, 2000, 25.39
Quotes from Arden recently-
On bailing mom out of jail.
"Mom if you ever get in trouble and are put in jail, I will save all of my money to get you back to where you are now."
On Nirvana song Come as You Are:
"Wow this guy really needs a drink of water."
On a new friend.
"Mom will you run with me and my clear friend? He is clear. At night he walks on the floor and he glows green, during the day he is just clear and he walks on the floor. He isn't very fast at running though, he just runs as fast as this (as he shows me how he walks)."
NEW TOPIC
Things I like:
Cuddling with our dog
Cleaning my kids ears
My husband scraping the windshield off for me
Taking pictures
The movie Amelie
Old Lisa Loeb music
The book : Shit my Dad Says
Making bread
Family history
The beach
Sleeping
Old Keys
Crystals
PROCEED TO THE NEXT CHAPTER
My kids playing stuffed animal doctors. Arden is the dr.- he mostly specializes in giving shots -- although he claims they do not hurt.
Baker is the admin. person , he writes out the treatment plan and assigns the cost. Some items on his list included: "Fever" "Butt Sroes" "Poop" these ailements are treated for the following low price respectively : 10001, 2000, 25.39
Tuesday, December 21, 2010
Oh, Hi!
Some interesting tidbits.
1) I could not find a good winter coat for my son in River Falls or Hudson , so I had to drive to Woodbury to get one. This is Wisconsin, it is cold here. We should have several places to buy good winter coats near by.
2) Glitter, all stores in River Falls are sold out of glitter. They at least had glitter at one point but now it is gone. All stores no glitter.
3)Small barn animals, not living barn animals. Little plastic barn animals. Finally found a small set at Shopko in River Falls...they were overpriced. But all the other possible stores here did not have them. Again, this is Wisconsin...farm animals?!
On the colposcopy fun front. While the biopsy results were normal, turns out that doesn't really matter much because my PAP was high grade abnormal. So now I get to choose between two really lovely options a) another PAP and Colposcopy in 6 months or b) an agressive LEEP now. Yipee. Choices and options. Both of which suck.
So to get through the holiday I think I will have to consider drinking a lot.
All gifts are purchased and wrapped.
Turns out I am a hard person to buy for from what I hear. Wonder if one can purchase a more normal cervix?
1) I could not find a good winter coat for my son in River Falls or Hudson , so I had to drive to Woodbury to get one. This is Wisconsin, it is cold here. We should have several places to buy good winter coats near by.
2) Glitter, all stores in River Falls are sold out of glitter. They at least had glitter at one point but now it is gone. All stores no glitter.
3)Small barn animals, not living barn animals. Little plastic barn animals. Finally found a small set at Shopko in River Falls...they were overpriced. But all the other possible stores here did not have them. Again, this is Wisconsin...farm animals?!
On the colposcopy fun front. While the biopsy results were normal, turns out that doesn't really matter much because my PAP was high grade abnormal. So now I get to choose between two really lovely options a) another PAP and Colposcopy in 6 months or b) an agressive LEEP now. Yipee. Choices and options. Both of which suck.
So to get through the holiday I think I will have to consider drinking a lot.
All gifts are purchased and wrapped.
Turns out I am a hard person to buy for from what I hear. Wonder if one can purchase a more normal cervix?
Tuesday, December 14, 2010
Stuff and Things
My favorite meal of the day is breakfast. While I don't want to eat breakfast first thing after I wake up, after about an hour I do. Problem is that I don't always want breakfast foods for breakfast. Dinner for breakfast would be great. Favorites would include left over India food, macaroni and cheeses, pizza, mushroom stroganoff, pasties, ......sounds like I want carbs for breakfast huh? I also would mostly like to eat the same portion at breakfast time that most people would save for dinner.
If this all worked out, I would be happy to just snack the rest of the day and not have another big meal.
The problem with the whole scenario above is that I wake up early and am out the door within an hour. So I am not ready to eat my breakfast dinner until I get to the office. Once I am in the office, my choices are limited. Therefore I spend the morning trying to fill up ....to get my dinner portion. I am therefore eating junk. Hot chocolate, potato chips, candy from my co-workers desk, french onion dip, some microwave mac n cheese. None of this fills me up and I just keep eating.
What's a breakfast gal to do?
In other news. These snippets just in.
Things that suck:
Colposcopies suck.
Waiting for biopsy test results sucks.
Cold weather sucks.
Property taxes suck (especially in WI)
Spending money you don't have on stuff you don't want sucks.
A few of my favorite things:
Snuggly warm big dogs
Cute 6 and 4 year children of mine
Good Bloody Mary's with a pickle in them
Science documentaries
If this all worked out, I would be happy to just snack the rest of the day and not have another big meal.
The problem with the whole scenario above is that I wake up early and am out the door within an hour. So I am not ready to eat my breakfast dinner until I get to the office. Once I am in the office, my choices are limited. Therefore I spend the morning trying to fill up ....to get my dinner portion. I am therefore eating junk. Hot chocolate, potato chips, candy from my co-workers desk, french onion dip, some microwave mac n cheese. None of this fills me up and I just keep eating.
What's a breakfast gal to do?
In other news. These snippets just in.
Things that suck:
Colposcopies suck.
Waiting for biopsy test results sucks.
Cold weather sucks.
Property taxes suck (especially in WI)
Spending money you don't have on stuff you don't want sucks.
A few of my favorite things:
Snuggly warm big dogs
Cute 6 and 4 year children of mine
Good Bloody Mary's with a pickle in them
Science documentaries
Funny things:
Labrador retrievers that are afraid of water.
14 year old little brothers with girlfriends.
Monday, December 6, 2010
Bah Humbug! and Perspective
Well, not exactly bah humbug..but sort of.
I started out my week with an 8 am dentist appointment today to have a cavity filled. So not a fun beginning. To top it off, during my appointment they were playing Christmas music. It isn't that I hate Christmas but the music...not a fan. A bit ironic that was playing while I was having my teeth drilled. Appropriate probably since that music really couldn't have gotten any lower in my liking unless I was able to associate it with one of the things I hate most - dental work. Voila!
Two shots of novacaine, some Winter Wonderland tunes, a noisy drill...and one hour later I have a fancy new filling.
On the upside, now that the novacaine has worn off I can feel the left side of my face now and for the first time in over a month I can now chew on that side of my mouth. Yipee.
A week of adapting to another change in the office and lots of coworkers in town from around the globe.
And then for fun on Friday I have an appointment with my ob/gyn for a colposcopy. They may even be playing Christmas music there too...although that seems a little less likely than it did at the dentists office. As if it wasn't disappointing enough to have an abnormal pap, I've been thinking on those results for 3 weeks until this appointment on Friday. If you believe that stress and anxiety have negative health benefits, well then you understand why the wait for this is INSANE for me. If only I could make my brain relax for a while.
On to Saturday for a company Holiday Party. The good times never end!
Of course all of this complaining is just words and dumping it like this does make me feel better.
I have been reminded in the last month about how precious life is. Putting into perspective my minor gripes I have some friends that are dealing with the awful diagnosis of cancer. One a seemingly healthy woman not much older than myself and the other the young daughter of a friend who recently learned of a relapse of lymphoma.
Not being a religious person, statements like "it isn't fair" don't mean much. It always bothered me when I heard people say "you are never handed more than you can handle".
I have faith in the human minds ability to overcome and adapt. I also find great hope in the abilities of science to find treatments. I hope those two important things bring renewed health to anyone suffering from disease. If praying and religious faith is what a persons mind needs to cope or move forward than I am all for it. Life isn't easy and we should take whatever "pill" works even if it only works because we think it is.
Oh my what a disjointed post for no one to read:)
On that note, I have an adorable four year old who is sleeping soundly and I am going to cuddle up to him and enjoy every moment of my wonderful life that I can.
Goodnight!
I started out my week with an 8 am dentist appointment today to have a cavity filled. So not a fun beginning. To top it off, during my appointment they were playing Christmas music. It isn't that I hate Christmas but the music...not a fan. A bit ironic that was playing while I was having my teeth drilled. Appropriate probably since that music really couldn't have gotten any lower in my liking unless I was able to associate it with one of the things I hate most - dental work. Voila!
Two shots of novacaine, some Winter Wonderland tunes, a noisy drill...and one hour later I have a fancy new filling.
On the upside, now that the novacaine has worn off I can feel the left side of my face now and for the first time in over a month I can now chew on that side of my mouth. Yipee.
A week of adapting to another change in the office and lots of coworkers in town from around the globe.
And then for fun on Friday I have an appointment with my ob/gyn for a colposcopy. They may even be playing Christmas music there too...although that seems a little less likely than it did at the dentists office. As if it wasn't disappointing enough to have an abnormal pap, I've been thinking on those results for 3 weeks until this appointment on Friday. If you believe that stress and anxiety have negative health benefits, well then you understand why the wait for this is INSANE for me. If only I could make my brain relax for a while.
On to Saturday for a company Holiday Party. The good times never end!
Of course all of this complaining is just words and dumping it like this does make me feel better.
I have been reminded in the last month about how precious life is. Putting into perspective my minor gripes I have some friends that are dealing with the awful diagnosis of cancer. One a seemingly healthy woman not much older than myself and the other the young daughter of a friend who recently learned of a relapse of lymphoma.
Not being a religious person, statements like "it isn't fair" don't mean much. It always bothered me when I heard people say "you are never handed more than you can handle".
I have faith in the human minds ability to overcome and adapt. I also find great hope in the abilities of science to find treatments. I hope those two important things bring renewed health to anyone suffering from disease. If praying and religious faith is what a persons mind needs to cope or move forward than I am all for it. Life isn't easy and we should take whatever "pill" works even if it only works because we think it is.
Oh my what a disjointed post for no one to read:)
On that note, I have an adorable four year old who is sleeping soundly and I am going to cuddle up to him and enjoy every moment of my wonderful life that I can.
Goodnight!
Monday, November 15, 2010
The Jones'
Keeping up with them could sure be an exhausting endeavor. Lucky for us I rarely try.
It is tempting though. These grown-ups, the same age as I am, making similar incomes...but man, do they have some nice stuff. Matching furniture, beautiful decorations, new homes, nice vehicles, .... lots of stuff.
We don't have most of that stuff, and mostly it doesn't bother me. Until I think about inviting the Jones' over and I think our world might scare them. The only furniture I have actually purchased are a love seat and couch and a mattress....everything else is some form of hand-me-down. Without all that we have inherited from grandparents...we would be mostly furnitureless.
I love our antiques, they are mostly functional.
With 3 cats, a dog, 2 young boys...having anything really nice seems like a pretty futile effort.
So then I ask where o where does the money go, if not to an immaculately decorated home with an lcd tv , nice hardwood floors,etc......
I think it goes mostly toward buying organic food and paying tuition at the Montessori school...not to mention the ridiculously huge mortgage we carry as a result of buying at the tail end of the boom.
So Jones' we love ya, and we might like to invite you over but you will have to excuse the cat hair that gets on your cloths, the mis-matched furniture, the scratched wood floors...and my mom and step-dad living in half of our house.
I think someone should make a sitcom about this situation. Although it would probably bore most of you to death.
It is tempting though. These grown-ups, the same age as I am, making similar incomes...but man, do they have some nice stuff. Matching furniture, beautiful decorations, new homes, nice vehicles, .... lots of stuff.
We don't have most of that stuff, and mostly it doesn't bother me. Until I think about inviting the Jones' over and I think our world might scare them. The only furniture I have actually purchased are a love seat and couch and a mattress....everything else is some form of hand-me-down. Without all that we have inherited from grandparents...we would be mostly furnitureless.
I love our antiques, they are mostly functional.
With 3 cats, a dog, 2 young boys...having anything really nice seems like a pretty futile effort.
So then I ask where o where does the money go, if not to an immaculately decorated home with an lcd tv , nice hardwood floors,etc......
I think it goes mostly toward buying organic food and paying tuition at the Montessori school...not to mention the ridiculously huge mortgage we carry as a result of buying at the tail end of the boom.
So Jones' we love ya, and we might like to invite you over but you will have to excuse the cat hair that gets on your cloths, the mis-matched furniture, the scratched wood floors...and my mom and step-dad living in half of our house.
I think someone should make a sitcom about this situation. Although it would probably bore most of you to death.
Whatcho lookin at??? 
Thursday, November 4, 2010
Money Comes and Goes
Oh a big week at our house. Top of the list are:
a) new mini-van
b) Jared's b-day
c) Arden's b-day
d) Arden swallowing a penny
e) Baker's first school report
After much ado and on-going expression of my OCD tendencies toward over-researching and not being able to shut off my brain...we finally took the dive and bought a mini-van. Alas, it would have been more fun to purchase just about any other kind of vehicle...but we are in the practical phase of life with 2 kids and a big dog and lots of shit to haul around. Speaking of shit....
Arden swallowed a penny. We are only one bowel movement into the search so far. Jared had the honor of searching the first bm with a chopstick...and he even got to do that on his birthday. Happy birthday Jared! It was quite a scare for Arden and I think he may have learned his lesson about putting things in his mouth...although at dinner last night he did lick the top of the soy sauce bottle at the restaurant. I asked him why he had the penny in his mouth, to which he responded - "It was a hay penny, and I just forgot the rule about not putting hay penny's in my mouth."
UPDATE: The penny has been recovered, as of about 9 pm last evening.
My big guy Baker...he wrote a report on his Halloween hero..Thomas Edison. His report he wrote in perfect cursive, accompanied by a visual he created from a box and light bulb, and then he delivered his report verbally to his class and all of their guests. I am so proud of him and he really seemed to love the experience. Funny part is that he could have picked anyone he wanted to do the report on....some kids picked family members, their dad, etc....He is really growing up fast.
Halloween was fun this year. Both boys dressed up as Ninjas - which I am convinced was mostly because they wanted the plastic swords. Trick or Treating was fun and we have the candy to prove it. Now Jared and I have a good bribery tool to enforce good (just better) behavior.
Pics to be posted soon....I am really behind on that.
a) new mini-van
b) Jared's b-day
c) Arden's b-day
d) Arden swallowing a penny
e) Baker's first school report
After much ado and on-going expression of my OCD tendencies toward over-researching and not being able to shut off my brain...we finally took the dive and bought a mini-van. Alas, it would have been more fun to purchase just about any other kind of vehicle...but we are in the practical phase of life with 2 kids and a big dog and lots of shit to haul around. Speaking of shit....
Arden swallowed a penny. We are only one bowel movement into the search so far. Jared had the honor of searching the first bm with a chopstick...and he even got to do that on his birthday. Happy birthday Jared! It was quite a scare for Arden and I think he may have learned his lesson about putting things in his mouth...although at dinner last night he did lick the top of the soy sauce bottle at the restaurant. I asked him why he had the penny in his mouth, to which he responded - "It was a hay penny, and I just forgot the rule about not putting hay penny's in my mouth."
UPDATE: The penny has been recovered, as of about 9 pm last evening.
My big guy Baker...he wrote a report on his Halloween hero..Thomas Edison. His report he wrote in perfect cursive, accompanied by a visual he created from a box and light bulb, and then he delivered his report verbally to his class and all of their guests. I am so proud of him and he really seemed to love the experience. Funny part is that he could have picked anyone he wanted to do the report on....some kids picked family members, their dad, etc....He is really growing up fast.
Halloween was fun this year. Both boys dressed up as Ninjas - which I am convinced was mostly because they wanted the plastic swords. Trick or Treating was fun and we have the candy to prove it. Now Jared and I have a good bribery tool to enforce good (just better) behavior.
Pics to be posted soon....I am really behind on that.
Thursday, October 21, 2010
Fighting the Good Fight
The bad guy ship shooting water bombs, the good guys parachute out of their good guy space ship and land safely on the ground. They knew it was only water bombs and so decided to go to the ground to catch them and play for a while. Fantastic.
It's been a good week. Letting something go that should have been gone a long time ago. Speaking up for my feelings. Very empowering. Some things you have to except, some things you can make a choice about. Just accepting something that hasn't been good for you just because you are used to it....well that is just plain d-u-m-b!
It is fall and it has been lovely. Last week we had a summery few days, now we are back to windy and chilly fall. Colors are pretty much done and we are on blue skys with bare tree's.
Jared has been studying and preparing for the PE exam...exam is on the 29th. Preparing for Halloween....both of the boys have chosen to be a ninja. I think they chose that based on the avaiablity of the swords with the costume. A ghost with a sword --nope, Frankenstein with a sword-- nope....but yes ninja. Two of the cutest ninjas in the world - no doubt.
We'd like to come up with the perfect costume for Howie- the dog-- any ideas????
Fighting the Good Fight
It's been a good week. Letting something go that should have been gone a long time ago. Speaking up for my feelings. Very empowering. Some things you have to except, some things you can make a choice about. Just accepting something that hasn't been good for you just because you are used to it....well that is just plain d-u-m-b!
It is fall and it has been lovely. Last week we had a summery few days, now we are back to windy and chilly fall. Colors are pretty much done and we are on blue skys with bare tree's.
Jared has been studying and preparing for the PE exam...exam is on the 29th. Preparing for Halloween....both of the boys have chosen to be a ninja. I think they chose that based on the avaiablity of the swords with the costume. A ghost with a sword --nope, Frankenstein with a sword-- nope....but yes ninja. Two of the cutest ninjas in the world - no doubt.
We'd like to come up with the perfect costume for Howie- the dog-- any ideas????
Wednesday, October 6, 2010
A story of a friend
So there I was living in a place I can’t quite remember, but I am sure it was mostly good…. I have no scars and am not harboring any angry feelings toward anything living.
Somehow I ended up searching outside of my place, I doubt I really wanted to…but I did. I got lost, had no food, no shelter, no one to help me. Ended up in a jail of sorts, on death row….for what I did not know…I wished someone would find me and bring me back to my place…but that didn’t happen and time kept ticking. I think I am in Iowa, some clues point to that.
The sun started to shine again and a kind soul picked me up and escorted me to a new place. This place was great. Kind people, great food, love, a doctor to see that made me feel better. I could finally relax. These people call me Howie. It doesn’t sound familiar but it sounds nice and everytime they say that name I come running…because I know I will get some love, food, walks, and fun!
About a month later these two crazy people showed up at my new place. The lady was nice and she talked to me in a silly voice. The guy was fun and had long hair…he ran around with me. They touched my feet, pulled my ears, looked at my teeth, threw the ball for me, hugged me, wrestled with me ….and then….I went with them into their car. A small car, but it had windows and I hung my head out and took in the smells. They gave me a treat and some ice to chew on.
Then we arrived at another place. They said “Welcome home Howie!” I met two more of the crazy people…energetic, loud, and fun little boys.
More treats, more walks, hiking, fun, love!!! I found my family! I feel like I have always known and loved them. I have my own couch in Baker’s room , yummy food to eat, cats to play with, dog friends to visit, a big yard to run in….I am happy and my people family are happy. 
A note from my people: Adopt a homeless pet.Don't buy from breeders, pet stores! We especially love to adopt older dogs that need a home. No biting, peeing, no issues...just perfect!
Somehow I ended up searching outside of my place, I doubt I really wanted to…but I did. I got lost, had no food, no shelter, no one to help me. Ended up in a jail of sorts, on death row….for what I did not know…I wished someone would find me and bring me back to my place…but that didn’t happen and time kept ticking. I think I am in Iowa, some clues point to that.
The sun started to shine again and a kind soul picked me up and escorted me to a new place. This place was great. Kind people, great food, love, a doctor to see that made me feel better. I could finally relax. These people call me Howie. It doesn’t sound familiar but it sounds nice and everytime they say that name I come running…because I know I will get some love, food, walks, and fun!
About a month later these two crazy people showed up at my new place. The lady was nice and she talked to me in a silly voice. The guy was fun and had long hair…he ran around with me. They touched my feet, pulled my ears, looked at my teeth, threw the ball for me, hugged me, wrestled with me ….and then….I went with them into their car. A small car, but it had windows and I hung my head out and took in the smells. They gave me a treat and some ice to chew on.
Then we arrived at another place. They said “Welcome home Howie!” I met two more of the crazy people…energetic, loud, and fun little boys.
More treats, more walks, hiking, fun, love!!! I found my family! I feel like I have always known and loved them. I have my own couch in Baker’s room , yummy food to eat, cats to play with, dog friends to visit, a big yard to run in….I am happy and my people family are happy. A note from my people: Adopt a homeless pet.Don't buy from breeders, pet stores! We especially love to adopt older dogs that need a home. No biting, peeing, no issues...just perfect!
Thursday, September 30, 2010
Monday, September 6, 2010
Labor Day Weekend Excitement
Oh we had a trip to Hayward, hiking with friends, swimming in the hotel pool, frantic calls from the family about my dads smash-face-on-the-ground-black out-wake up-look like hell- worry his kids-roller blading fun. Baker lost his first tooth! The boys had their OFFICIAL first days of school on September first.
Monday, August 30, 2010
Oh and because
it's been so long, I have mess of random things to include in the update.
These tidbit are:
Hot Pepper Jelly making.
First day of preschool -technically phase in week.
- Wii Tennis in the buff
- Business Booming at the lemonade stand
- A moment of silly creativity
This week is official first day of preschool and 1st grade for my little one's. Hard to believe time has flown so fast. This weekend - Labor Day Weekend- we are camping. Very much looking forward to that.
My big complaint right now is allergies. Hay fever, rag weed....grrrrrr!
Tuesday, August 3, 2010
Got away
Time got away from me. It's been a fast summer so far.
We spent a wonderful weekend in the UP of Michigan over the 4th of July. Visited Copper Falls to camp and hike, a night in Copper Harbor, another night in Hancock. Just wish we had more time.
We also spent a long weekend in Grand Rapids, MI for the in-laws 40th wedding anniversary. That was fun, minus the 4 hour trip to the urgent clinic for pink eye. Seriously, it was insane. The dr. at this clinic refused to just accept my diagnosis..which was that Baker had pink eye...and instead made the child put some glow in the dark oooze into his eye's, looked with the microscope at his eyes, made him take an eye test (he can't even read all of his letters yet), and then decided on prescribing the standard drops for pink eye AND oral antibiotics AND childrens Benadryl AND Patanol eye drops. Overdoing it a bit???? I thought so, so we just used the drops, and it cleared up as expected. Can't wait to get the bill from the clinic!
Jared proceeded to get pink eye and then so did I. Top on a couple of high fevers and the last two weeks have been a blast!
We are on the upswing now though! Packing August full of fun. Cabin weekends, time with friends, all good stuff.
The garden is a neglected mess of weeds. Yet somehow we are still getting tomatos, zuccini, basil, dill, cucumbers, peppers, and some very cabbage worm infested napa.
And what would a post be without some recent pictures:
The "Hoola Hoopin Arm" Band sings us a song titled "Dad Mowing in the Lawn in His Red High Top Shoes"
Brave Sir Romeo , aka Romeo Salsa or Smelly Cat or The "Fat One"
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)