Sunday, December 31, 2006
Thursday, December 28, 2006
Wednesday, December 27, 2006
Tuesday, December 26, 2006
Christmas day is at my house and we had a great one this year. I finally caved in and we got the kids (and ourselves!) a Playstation. They were completely shocked. Never saw it coming.
I would post some pictures here, but Blogger is being a Grinch right now. I'll try again later.
Anyway, we did it up big with the Playstation. Dance Dance Revolution, Star Wars Lego and Guitar Hero, which might be the coolest game ever. Love Guitar Hero! Grammy and Poppa got us these excellent gaming chairs that you can plug into the game for the sounds in stereo up by your ears. Very cool!
Dinner was excellent, if I do say so myself, but I can't take credit for the awesome ham that Grammy Anderson brought. Wonderful! We've got enough food here to feed an army still! I froze tons of cookies this morning, enough to last us through spring!!!
Today it was back to my Grandma's for the third day of tons of food and more presents. I don't think I can look at any more ham or sweets, but the season has been a festive one! I hope everyone out there had a wonderful holiday. Time to go play Dance Dance....
Thursday, December 21, 2006
Tomorrow is the Girl Scout troop party. Then Sunday is the big yearly wing ding at Grandma's. I WON'T be forgetting my camera for that bash! Something crazy always happens!
We're all set for the big day around here except that house looks like a parade of monkeys went crashing through. Oh, well. This too can be dealt with. We've baked a ton of cookies, done a bunch of shopping and even more wrapping. Bring it on!
The cats are all still here. Their blog got 32 hits in one week after I put the ad in the paper. That's more people than visit this blog! But no nibbles. I'll put another ad in after the first of the year and try again.
If you want to check out something fun, there's a wonderful concert being hosted over at Citizen of the Month. The link is right over there-------------------------------------------------->
Saturday, December 16, 2006
Have you seen me?
Friday, December 15, 2006
Here's a big hello to all the new visitors to the cafe. You got your Christmas card from me yesterday and inside was a little sticker with this address on it. And you thought "Hmmm, what's this?" So you sat down and typed it in (Maybe wincing a little because you don't like the name much) and found this, my blog. I'm not a big fan of the Christmas letter, but I suppose you could look at this as the longest Christmas letter you've ever gotten. In here you can find out everything that we've been up to since May, when I started this. So now you're thinking "Does she expect me to read all of this?" Of course not! But please, don't make this your only visit. I post on the average 3 or 4 times a week and I truly try to make it interesting, well... at least to me. So come back now and then and catch up with us. And if you're so inclined, leave a comment. I live for the comments!
As for the name of this blog, I understand that some might think it's inappropriate, but there is a history and a story and I like it. Even so, not long ago, in a half dreaming state, a new name for this blog came to me that was even more perfect. I was so excited by it, I jumped right out of bed to write it down before I forgot. But then I found that graphic of the blinking sign and I LOVE that sign so much, I'm never changing the name!
We're not home much and we don't like to answer the phone, but I love to write blogs and read other peoples. I might use the word "really" too often. I might use too many exclamation marks. But I blog because I truly want to connect with you and be a part of your life. I really do! So put this on your "Favorites" list now!
Monday, December 11, 2006
1. I can't sleep in absolute silence. I can't sleep if I can hear music or a TV. I have a magical little machine that makes white noise that knocks me out in no time flat.
2. While I grew a whole inch when I was 18, my feet are the same size they were when I was 12. I shop in the little girl part of the shoe store.
3. I hate when the phone rings. It sets me right on edge. I think it must be because it's how my day starts everyday, a phone call. I'm also not fond of the answering machine. When I see that little light flashing, I usually think "What now?!?!??" That said, if you end up on the phone with me, I'll talk your ear off.
4. I love Christmas decorations. You'll never catch me complaining that stores put them out to early. They could leave them up all year as far as I'm concerned.
5. I'm the world's biggest tea snob. Iced Tea is the only thing I've ever sent back in a restaurant and I've done that on several occasions.
1/2. When it comes to big musicals....
Thursday, December 07, 2006
This year the tree farm bought this neat tree carrier which is a million times better than carrying the damn thing yourself through the snow, mud, and unexpected pits. The kids had a big time with it as well. The only flaw in the day was that Boccardi's was closed. That place never keeps the same hours or days from month to month! It's the best pizza, but the way they run the place is a complete drag! We ended up coming back to town and having lunch at that Mexican place that moved into Red Robin. It was okay, but not Boccardi's.
So now the tree is up and decorated. All the Christmas paraphernalia is out as well and the boxes are put away. I still haven't put up my kitchen tree yet and we haven't put up any lights outside. The way it snowed today, lights outside might just get skipped this year.
Tonight, I'm working on Christmas cards, can't you tell? Okay, I'm going to start working on cards once I finish this. We've gotten seven cards thus far and each one is a reminder that I need to get a move on. But here's a strange thing: One of the cards that came today is a complete mystery. Neither of us have any idea who sent it; we don't recognize the name. It's addressed to us, our name handwritten on the envelope, but nothing personal inside, just a pre-printed card. Being that I don't actually know them, I'm not sending a card back, but here's some recognition anyway: Dan and Cathy Nixon of Wellington, Merry Christmas to you, too!
Tuesday, December 05, 2006
We're leaving here in a bit to spring the kids from school to go tramp around in the woods and find the tree. On the way home, it's lunch at Boccardi's in Birmingham for the best pizza without question. I'll post later tonight with some pictures. Should be interesting because right now it's snowing like crazy.
Happy, Happy Anniversary to Weaver and Brewer, the one anniversary I can never forget! Here's hoping we all have a fabulous day!
And, of course, Happy Anniversary to you E. Thank you for 14 years of love and Christmas Trees!
Friday, December 01, 2006
Thursday, November 30, 2006
Monday, November 27, 2006
Yesterday, to put a cap on our Tenacious D weekend, we went to see the movie. During the concert, they begged for everyone to go see the movie (or see it again) and take ten other people along with you. (There might have been ten people in the theatre all together when we went to see it.) Seems it's not doing too hot. I've just been perusing the reviews and none of them are stellar. There in lies the problem:
We loved it! We sang along with the songs! Shouted at the screen! We were complete geeks for it!
On our way out, floating along in our Tenacious D bliss, we pondered if the movie would be enjoyed by anyone who wasn't a complete freak for the band. Would they think it was funny or would they think it was the stupidest thing ever made? Reading the reviews, I'm guessing it's the latter. I'm afraid they have made a niche movie, a cult film. The funny thing is that both E and I had the same thought: Wouldn't that be great to see as a Midnight Movie with a bunch of people who loved it as much as we did, a la "Rocky Horror"? That would be the BOMB! But, I won't hold my breath. More likely, the man and I will host annual viewings here at the house -- The Annual Tenacious D Blow Out! Anyone who remember the "Wrath of Khan" party knows we know how to watch a movie!
Sunday, November 26, 2006
Abandoned the kids at the Uncle's and took off back to the city. The concert was at the UIC Pavilion. We got to the city WAY early, so on the advice of a cop, we headed around the block for a bite to eat at the most crowded little smoky restaurant ever built. We were told it was a 30 minute wait for the table, but 45 minutes later we're still waiting and much closer to death, not only from hunger, but smoke inhalation, than when we walked in. And it appeared that not only was no one being seated, but those already in seats, weren't getting food. We bailed. Back at the pavilion the doors were open and we got the best chicken tenders ever. (And I'm not just saying that because it was the first real food I had in twelve hours!)
The concert opened with a "comedian", Neil Hamburger. I know I'm not the hippest chick in the world, but I truly didn't understand what this guy was going for. He's trying to be the "World's Worst Comic" and I think he's there. I'm not even sure how to describe it. His jokes weren't funny at all, his delivery was worse, in between he cleared his throat in disgusting ways. The only thing funny was the audience reaction to him: Booing, screaming at him, even throwing food! But finally he was gone and then it was TENACIOUS D! And they were fantastic! It started out with just the two of them, but then, after they died and went to Hell, they played with a complete band that rocked out! Defiantly worth the drive!
The next morning, after we left the Uncle's (Thanks for letting us crash!), we cruised through the city to show the kids some sights. Still too foggy to do the Sears Tower, we ended up at Millennium Park which was so beautiful. Here's what we look like in the Cloud Gate.
We then walked down to the Christmaskindlemarket where I bought a little snowman ornament from a guy with a German accent. Can't get more authentic than that! The crowds were intense! At times you couldn't even move! But the giant Christmas tree was excellent.
Finally we were all walked out and drove straight home, non-stop.
Thursday, November 23, 2006
Tomorrow morning, bright and semi-early, we are all headed out to the Windy City for some Tenacious D action. The kids are going as well and crashing at the Crazy Uncle's while we see the show. But it's just a quick, quick visit and we'll be heading home Saturday afternoon. (Can't leave these stupid cats for too long!) Sorry Chip, we'll catch up with you next time!
Sunday, November 19, 2006
This morning my darling told me that I might not have the right personality to be a bowler.
Now this wasn't out of left field. We were having a conversation about bowling and how I have an unfortunate history of almost always getting hurt while bowling. I actually have a recurring tight spot in the back of my neck from a bowling injury about a decade ago. But then he drops this bomb that I might not have what it takes not only physically, but mentally, to be a bowler (No, he didn't use those exact words!). More explanation is needed.
My love is a damn good bowler. He's not out there just for the beer and the semi-hot women, he's out there to knock 'em down. Every Monday he heads out the door with his crippling double bowling bag to the echoes of the kids shouting "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOWL!" after him. Later that night, I'll get the report of his score along with whatever token he's won: a tiny towel, a huge patch. Going to school at CSU put a crimp in his game and he went through a long slump. No fun. But going to Vermont now has really improved his game. Mondays are good again.
E has been bowling every Monday, September through May, almost our entire marriage. My dad taught him to bowl and put him on the team. It was their bonding thing. Dad's not on the team anymore, but E's still out there. When E was just learning to bowl, I would go out and watch him practice and keep score. Dad took me bowling a couple of times as a kid, but never seriously, not like when we would go play Putt-Putt. Now I wonder... Did Dad give up on trying to teach me to bowl, because he sensed that I didn't have the heart of bowler? Great bowlers are born, not made? Nature vs. Nurture? Ya got it or ya don't?
E says that the monotony of bowling frame after frame, week after week, year after year, isn't my style and that I would be bored with it. Could be true. He asked me if I want to spend the next 20 years trying to pick up the 10 pin. Not really. He finally pointed out that I also have a strange aversion to loud mouth a-holes, which bowling alleys seem to spawn. Case well made.
So, I'm not a bowler, but I'll take you apart on the Putt-Putt course.
Tuesday, November 14, 2006
Of course, I have to try to teach anyway, make a good show of it. Today it was third graders at Franklin. This was the yappiest group of kids I've had in long time. Luckily, none of them were mean, angry haters. On the contrary, these kids got along, almost too well, because they never, ever, EVER stopped talking the entire day. They kept talking even when I would stare right at them, say their name, tell them to stop talking. They chatted with each other constantly, mumbled under their breath when they read or did math, and shouted in the hallways to other classes. They talked so much, I'm not sure how they can still have voices left! Mine is certainly tired after a day of telling them to be quiet! The loudest part of the day? Silent reading. It was just chaos in there! Okay, maybe going down the hall to lunch was a little louder, but not much.
They had library today and when I went to pick them up, the librarian was beside herself. I guess they weren't quiet in there either and she was giving them a "Shame On You" speech for making it impossible to teach them. They couldn't hear her, of course. They were whispering to each other, loudly.
Monday, November 13, 2006
Ethan was camping again this weekend with his troop and it rained the whole damn time. They were stuck in the cabin when they weren't hiking in the drizzle. And let me tell you about these Boy Scout cabins -- They are the tiniest, stinkiest, yuckiest huts! I know that I am spoiled by Girl Scout camp! I know! But these cabins are right on the verge of gross! We went out to have dinner with him Saturday night out at camp. I have no idea how they stand staying out there. This cabin was so tiny, we were all on top of each other. And it could have been worse! They got this "bigger" cabin because of a cancellation. They were supposed to be in smaller one, like the size of closet! Not my idea of fun, but I guess it's theirs.
I'm a complete NaBloPoMo failure, but I will try to pick up the pace from here on out. No guarantees though!
Thursday, November 09, 2006
Monday, November 06, 2006
Not long ago I posted how I feel about fundraisers. I ended that post saying that my least favorite kinds of fundraisers are the car wash and the spaghetti dinner. So, of course, tonight was the spaghetti dinner for Ethan's Boy Scout troop. Oh my, what a long night! My feet are very, very tired and I think I smell like sauce. But for the most part it was a very smooth event. No giant spills or irate people. It wasn't a great success, but it wasn't a flop either. And it wasn't a car wash, which now is bumped up (or is it down?) my least favorite fundraiser. Ethan was a superstar coffee pourer and Calliope pitched in bussing tables. Ethan's troop only does this every other year and I am SO down with that. That sounds just about right!
Sunday, November 05, 2006
Friday night, we took the troop out to Timberlane, in the snazzy Tall Timber cabin, for a girly girl overnight. It was probably the most unique campout we've ever had. The girls made homemade clay face masks, oatmeal masks, face lotion, cold cream, homemade mayonnaise for their hair, sparkly lip gloss and bath salts. Then they tried it all out. Here they are with some kind of goop in their hair; they had a choice of yogurt, honey or mayo. Then they put the oatmeal or the clay mask on and kicked back with the cucumbers. After this they soaked their nails in little bowls to get ready for the manicures. Aren't they lovely!
But none of this make is what made this campout so exciting. When we tried to build a fire in the cabin's fireplace, it backdrafted filling the cabin with smoke and set off the smoke alarm. Both cabins had to evacuate while we waited for the firemen to show up and check everything out. We were outside in the freezing cold for a good half hour and most of my girls still had wet hair. But we sang and visited with the troop from the other side. Finally we were given the okay to go back in and finish up being girly. We had chocolate fondue with all kinds of yummy stuff to dip in it. Finally, they gave each other manicures, pedicures and curled and crimped each other's hair. It was some night!
The next morning it was back to real camping. After breakfast, we set off on the perimeter trail taking our lunch along with us. I truly do not remember there being so many straight-up-a-hill and then straight-down-a-hill parts on this trail. My legs are killing me today! But finally we made it to the bridge where we were stopping for lunch. We dug a hole, surrounded it with rocks from the creek and built a fire to cook our hot dogs and s'mores. We let the girls run around and explore the creek and hills and just enjoy being outside for an extended period of time in a natural place. The weather couldn't have been better.
Back at the cabin we had an award ceremony to present the girls with their Bronze Award pins. It was a camping trip that had it all: girly stuff, outdoor stuff, emergency vehicles and firemen on the roof. I for one, will never forget it.
Friday, November 03, 2006
So that was the start. I have most of his stuff on vinyl and all of it on CD. Heather and I went to see UHF at the movies at Great Northern (Don't say it!) and we were the only ones in the theatre. We've seen him in concert a couple of times and he always puts on a great show. His fans at those shows are another story... Can you say mosh pit and drunk obscene women? Deeply disturbing.
And now I've got my kids all brainwashed to love him to, but really, how could they not? His new CD is out and it's got some really great stuff (and a few clunkers too, I'll admit.) But here's the single and it's definitely one of his best. The kids insisted that we listen to this on the way to school today. That's a 45 second drive, but they wanted to hear it. Hope you like it as much as we do.
Thursday, November 02, 2006
Wednesday, November 01, 2006
I did take pictures last night, but you can't see them because Blogger it seems is on the verge of crashing. ("An engineer has been notified of this problem" Oooh, I hope he's in a little striped hat!)
Blogger is gagging now most likely because this is the first day of NaBloPoMo. I am not going to officially become a part of this craziness, but I am going to make an attempt at it. I at least can become a commenter and de-lurker. I know I've got some lurkers out there myself. Let hear from you already! This is your time!
Sunday, October 29, 2006
Thursday, October 26, 2006
Strange but interesting. This is a car advertisement from Great Britain. When they finished filming the ad, the film editor noticed something moving along the side of the car, like a ghostly white mist. They found out that a person had been killed a year earlier in that exact same spot.
The ad was never put on TV because of the unexplained ghostly phenomenon. Watch the front end of the car as it clears the trees in the middle of the screen and you'll see the white mist crossing in front of the car then following it along the road....Spooky! Is it a ghost, or is it simply mist? You decide.
If you listen to the ad, you'll even hear the cameraman whispering in the background about it near the end of the commercial.
Now see it!
Wednesday, October 25, 2006
READ BEFORE CLICKING ON THE LINK ABOVE
There are two identical pictures that will appear on the screen. Almost 8,000 people were tested to see if they could find the 3 differences in the two pictures and only 19 found all 3. See how observant you are. If you find all 3, you're one of very few people who are able to do this.
Now, I'm thinking to myself-- I've seen something like this before. It's going be some nice picture you stare at for awhile, and then it will suddenly change to something scary and screaming. This is a Halloween prank and I've fallen for it before. Knowing all this, I click on the link, and there's the picture that you're supposed to scrutinize to find the differences. And I'm looking at the picture, the whole time telling myself that something loud and scary is going to happen.
So something scary and loud does happen and I JUMP A MILE! I mean it really scared me and not just a little bit. I was really shook up. Then I was mad, really mad. How could I knowingly let myself to do that to myself? But, instead of being angry with me (not going to happen!), I instead wrote a very angry note to the uncle. Now you can click on it and see for yourself. Have yourself an early Halloween scare!
Monday, October 23, 2006
Everyone has something that they are just a teeny- tiny bit embarrassed that they like so very, very much. My and I have several, but this is one of the biggest. TENACIOUS D! Jack Black and Kyle Gass are Tenacious D and they completely rock. Their CD is the one that's always in the car, but that the kids can never listen to...well, except for Wonderboy, which they have heard, only because while it isn't exactly clean, it's their only song that doesn't have one F-bomb after another.
Tenacious D once had a show on HBO, which was hilarious. Then there was the album and then Jack Black went and got famous. Bummer. I thought D was gone forever.
But now... a miracle! November 17th is the when their movie opens in theatres and November 14th the songtrack is being released. But even more amazing, these guys are going on tour! This is me with my fingers crossed that there's a trip to Chicago in my future! Long Live the D!
Thursday, October 19, 2006
So it's the end of Project Runway and Jeffrey is the big winner. During the commercial, right before they announced it, to myself I said, I really think Uli is the winner, but they'll pick Jeffrey just because they dig him so much. And even though I was right, I was still surprised. I really liked Uli's designs and that bikini she made was the complete bomb! Jeffrey's stuff was very-- well..him. Cool looking, but not really practical. Clothes you would wear nowhere. And two of his dresses were complete dogs, just awful. How do you win with two ugly pieces in the mix? Still, this little green stripey thing was his grand finale and I LOVE it.
As for other TV news, I promised a "Heroes" report to a certain frequent patron to the cafe. The word is, if you haven't liked the show up to now, you didn't miss anything this week. There. I've just given you the gift of an hour to do something else. Use it wisely.
Monday, October 16, 2006
I've just attempted for the third time to get some new pictures of the kittens up, but Blogger is being a bit of a beast this morning, so you'll all have to just suffer without for a little while longer. I assure you that they are cuter than ever, bright eyed, cuddly and soft, with incredibly sharp teeth and quick, painful claws. They turned 8 weeks old over the weekend. 8 weeks... 8 weeks of them living in my bedroom. It's been an education to say the very least. They are extremely active and there is nothing they can't climb in the blink of an eye. The two of them wrestle constantly with each other, right over the top of whatever is around them, be it shoes, laundry or people, they just keep at it. Mama Cat joins in and all three of them run around at top speed in the middle of the night making a racket that's not to be slept through. It's really time for the whole thing to come to an end!
I'll post later today with an update on how the whole service day went. Maybe I can get some pics up then as well.
Sunday, October 15, 2006
Congratulations to Nanci and Tom! The wedding yesterday was beautiful. The weather was cold, but sunny and the trees were gorgeous. We all had a great time at the reception and stayed right to the very end. Best part-- the chocolate fountain, these should be mandatory at all events.
Friday, October 13, 2006
I've only mentioned in passing, but since May, my troop has been going through all the steps to earn our Girl Scout Bronze Award. If you click on the link, you'll learn all about the highest award a junior girl scout can earn. We decided to perform a sing-a-long for all the other Girl Scouts in our service unit and produce a songbook to give out. We've been singing songs, practicing teaching, and typing songs all summer. We snuck the work in on the girls by doing fun stuff-- a camp out at camp, a backyard campout, a sleepover party, and then two (or was it three?) little work parties. Finally it was all done- The books were done, the t-shirts came in, the cellophane was all cut, and the song list was complete. Last night, at the French Creek Nature Center, it all came together. I'm so proud of the girls I can hardly write this. They were nervous, but they did it! They taught songs, and if they messed up, they just kept going and didn't turn into giggling little girls. They were awesome! We had a nice size crowd show up and everyone seemed very impressed. I could see, when it was all over, how proud the girls were of themselves. They loved it when people came up to tell them they did a good job. And they did, they really did.
Tuesday, October 10, 2006
A dear, dear friend of mine is getting married Saturday. This past weekend was her bachorlette party which had many blog worthy events, but as they say, what happens at the party, stays at the party. No, today I want to talk about shopping for a new dress for the wedding. I tried to go out a couple of weekends ago, but it was a bust. Nothing looked good. Just wasn't in the mood to shop. But yesterday I didn't go to work and made it my mission to find an outfit... or die trying.
I hit Macy's right at 10 AM. One quick turn around the store found a mannequin wearing the perfect dress. Ah Ha! I dig up a bored clerk who informs me if there's any left of that dress, they'd be over there, in clearance. Clearance!?! Yes! I felt the shopping gods smiling down on me. Was it there? Oh, yeah baby! There it was! Without a thought I'm in the dressing room and I was right, it's perfect. I've been in the store ten minutes and I'm already done.
But wait... What's this? Columbus Day Sale? Now Columbus Day is not the holiday it once was. Mostly it just confuses people. (Where's the mailman? Why is the bank closed?) Sure, I believe props should be given out to the most famous lost guy in history, but if the kids don't lose a day of school for it, then it's just not holiday that's getting much done! But stores will use any excuse for a sale-- Columbus Day, President's Day, Arbor Day. I guess that's Chris's final gift to us, here's the other half of the world and 20% shoes.
But I digress... The important thing is the sale and yeah, shoes were 20% off. So off I go with my bargain dress to find sale shoes. I'm walking around trying on shoes and holding up the dress, when it occurs to me that it would easier if I just put the dress back on. So I do. After a conference with the two clerks and all the old ladies in the shoe department, we all agree on a pair. Then the clerk says, "Now, you walk over to jewelry and pick out the earrings and a pin to go with that." So off I go in the dress and shoes to find the bling bling. Being on a bit of a shopping high at this point, I again got the whole department involved. A sweet woman named Ellen helped me find the brooch, which I took right out of the box and put on the dress. Another woman found the earrings, which I put on as well. Ellen seemed a bit shocked, "You mean, you haven't bought that dress yet?"
Back in the shoe department, where my street clothes were stowed, I got the approval of the crowd. They tried to get me to go pick up the nylons as well, but I had done enough damage for one day. I got back into my civis, signed up for a Macy's card and I'm out the door. I was home by 11:30. How's that for shopping?
* Line from "Shopping" by the Barenaked Ladies
Wednesday, October 04, 2006
Friday, September 29, 2006
Thursday, September 28, 2006
Thursday, September 21, 2006
But this reprieve from order form pushing was short lived. Here it comes, the Girl Scout Nut Sale, the second hardest thing to sell. What's that you say? Girl Scouts sell cookies, don't they? Oh, we sure do! Lots and lots of cookies! But before that comes the Nut Sale, known as the Calendar Sale back when I was a lass. But the calendars didn't make the money, so now it's nuts and other little snacks in pretty packaging. It's supposed to get the troop year going, but it's such a drag... Luckily none of it is terribly expensive, but that's because you only get tiny amounts.
So then what is the #1 hardest thing to sell? Why it's Boy Scout Popcorn! You want to talk overpriced..... fogetaboutit! The cheapest item is $10 and it goes all the way up to $50. IT'S POPCORN! It's a nightmare to push. And I don't really like any kind of popcorn, so I'm a terrible salesperson. It's hard to be persuasive with the "yucky" look on your face!
Alas! These two sales are overlapping - right now. When people see me coming they scamper up trees and throw themselves into mailboxes. I don't blame them. And I know what you're thinking -- The kids are the Scouts, they should do the selling. Yeah, right. If it was up to them, they wouldn't sell one item. But all in all, I'd rather sell this kind of stuff than work a car wash or a spaghetti dinner any day!
Monday, September 18, 2006
They don't hang out in the box as much as they used to. Now you can find them taking a nap anywhere in my room. Last night, they were under my bed. But wherever they are, they are curled up together.
They haven't really started playing with toys yet, but we're always trying. They do love to chew on drinking straws, which saves our fingers.
This weekend was a busy one for us. My Girl Scout troop came and camped out in the backyard Friday night. It was a little cold, but it didn't rain. We all stayed up too late and sang too loud for our neighbors, I'm sure, but we had a great time. This weekend was also the annual Apple Festival which is junk food heaven for me. Last night we had caramel apples and funnel cakes for dinner at the festival. Now if that isn't quality parenting, I don't know what is!
Wednesday, September 13, 2006
Anyway, back to the homefront. Callie has lost almost all of her baby teeth. She's been on tooth losing binge lately. She only has four left and two are loose. Boys hold on to their teeth longer than girls, I've recently been told by the dentist. Boys teeth are on a schedule two years behind girls. Isn't that an interesting piece of trivia! So Ethan still has 10 teeth left to lose. Yesterday, if I wrote this blog, I would have wrote that he had 12, but he's had a big time of it. He lost one last night in the middle of the night. It woke him up, so he didn't swallow it. Hurray! And at breakfast while he's telling us the story about the tooth that woke him up, the other loose one fell out. Double Hurray! Two teeth in 6 hours! Hold on to your wings, Tooth Fairy! It's going to be a busy night!
Monday, September 11, 2006
But it's not like we don't watch any TV. We've got shows we like. We watch most all of the series on HBO, Deadwood being our all-time favorite. Right now The Wire is on, which E likes but I can take or leave. They killed off my favorite character in last year's season finale, so I'm not feeling attached right now. E is watching the World Series of Poker right now. The kids watch the same stupid shows on Nick over and over again. That annoys the hell out of me. Not the shows themselves, but the fact that I known they've seen them all hundreds of times. How can they stand that? To counter balance it, we've also got the kids hooked on Star Trek Next Generation. No one is cooler than Jean Luc Picard! And did any one else watch Who Wants to be a Superhero? on the SciFi Channel? That was a fun show! And I guess I should mention that I am hooked on Project Runway this year. This the first year I've watched it and I came in about a month ago with the show where they were remaking the style of an icon. I don't even know how it happened. Why was the channel on Bravo anyway? It's a mystery, but I'm in deep. I've been able to catch up on the episodes I've missed for the most part and I'm on pins and needles waiting for this week's show.
But my whole reason for this blog was because I'm seriously considering watching the new Survivor that's starting this week. I have never watched the show, but this new premise has really got my interest. Dividing teams by race? You have got to be kidding me! It's got bad idea written all over it. Society as a whole could be damaged! I'm not the kind to slow down to rubberneck an accident and I can't stand daytime talkshows, so why do I want to watch this? Maybe there's subliminal messages in the ads....
Friday, September 08, 2006
The book I just finished was "Catcher in the Rye" and I came to it with an open mind, because even though I couldn't remember one thing that happened in the book, I did recall that I didn't like it. But that was a long time ago and I was a different person. Let's see what maturity and an education will bring to it, I said to myself. But I'm sorry, I still can't stand it. It is probably the most annoying book I've read in a very long time. Now my man here is defending it to the hilt and I see all his points and I appreciate it. Yes, it's a device, there's a pattern, there's a rhythm... I get it. And yes, Holden is only 16, so his thoughts would be jumbled and repetitive. Yeah, yeah, yeah. And Holden is mentally ill, getting worse each day. Okay, fine. And look at the year it was written, 1945, what a break through piece of literature, nothing had been written like it before! Blah, blah, blah! It's no good! I do appreciate all that, I really do. But it's still a complete drag to read. I literally trudged through it, like a soldier through mud. E kept saying, just stop, you don't have to finish it, but once I start a book, I've got to see it through, to see if it redeems itself. And near the end came the only part that made me smile: When Holden was talking about what would end up written on his tombstone. That killed me, it really did. But that's the problem. Everyone telling you something is so great. I hate it when someone calls something a classic. Anyone who calls that book a classic is a phony. It depresses the hell out of me.
Monday, September 04, 2006
Thursday, August 31, 2006
Last night was the open house at Ely and I made the rounds as a parent, not an employee. I'm fairly pleased with everything I heard and I have high hopes for the year. I especially like what was said about the amount of homework that would be given, no more than an hour a night. I'm going to hold them to that! Also said that they were going to read novels as a class. Hurray! That didn't happen once last year.
As for my feline situation, Mama tried to move the family into the closet today since in a hasty outfit change this morning, I left the door open. We've pulled them out, but Mama insists that's where they live and has everybody camped out right in front of the door. I'll try again later to get her to change her mind back to the dresser. I can't get in my closet! And the little boy has is eyes open as well now. I'll take some pictures tonight for the next post. They both have this funny half staggering walk they're doing! Painfully cute!
Monday, August 28, 2006
Saturday, August 26, 2006
So we went go-carting. A lot. Double cars to take the kids along and then single cars (that are much faster!) without the kids. Next year, they'll both be tall enough to have their own cars. They've got these little loser cars on the "Rookie Track" where the kids can drive in a circle. Callie's car was so bad it bounced along like a little jalopy. We played some mini golf and Ethan got two holes in one, but E won for the day. It was dark by the time we got to golf, but the course is all lit up with little lights. But in some spots though the lights were out. You couldn't see your ball for anything! Callie's had a purple ball, completely invisible! And if you hit it off the course into bushes, you had a terrible time finding it.
We stayed until it closed and then some. We picked up chocolate shakes and french fries on the way home, the perfect 11 PM snack!
Friday, August 25, 2006
This is good shot to show about tiny they are.
Callie and I were talking today about pudding. (Yes, I know. What a change in topic!) What do you think would happen if you made instant chocolate pudding with chocolate milk? Has anyone ever tried that? I'll hear from you, then we'll give it a try. If you don't want to jump through Blogger's hoops to become a registered user, just click anonymous. Much easier that way!