Tuesday, December 30, 2008
I spent the greater part of yesterday sick in bed.
Head crud, throat crud and ear crud.
What's also not fun is what I found when I came down this morning.
Three pairs of shoes thrown in the living room floor.
Seven used cups. Half filled with drinks and in every room of the house (except the kitchen).
A bowl under the Christmas tree.
Two jackets (smelly) thrown across the couch.
An old pizza box on the counter.
A kfc bag and plastic silverware under the kitchen table.
A sink FULL of dirty dishes and a dishwasher FULL of washed dishes (which I had run the night before last).
I see I need to reacquaint my family with the many uses of a hamper, dishwasher and a washing machine. Either that or I am pulling a Norma Rea over here!
Saturday, December 27, 2008
Everyone in the Green home is in a sugar coma.
We will return as soon as the cookie/cake/candy bliss wears off.
And then I'll tell you how my husband tried to feed Ben's new pet to the dog last night.
Making good memories....that's what we're all about here.
Thursday, December 25, 2008
It's here. Christmas. I'm up...alone. The oven is cold...all cookies and treats made (and nibbled).
Santa's been and gone....gifts waiting for children's hands to shake, grope and rip up. Dad is snuggled with the anxious youngsters, keeping all peeking to a minimum. I am sitting here enjoying the quiet before the chaos. All the lights in the house are out except the Christmas tree. I am sitting here thanking God for my life. My hectic, nonstop, late nights, early mornings, exhausting...perfect life. I wouldn't change a single thing. Not one thing.
Wednesday, December 24, 2008
It's Christmas Eve!!
I came down teeming with excitment and anticipation about the rest of the weeks events.
Then I stepped in dog pee. grrrrr
Okay..I spot-botted it.
Now I have my excitment back (stupid dog).
Just a last minute trip to the grocery store today (for Christmas brunch fare) and then cleaning the house for tomorrows visitors. I cleaned earlier in the week...but my kids are good for messing it right back up in no time. So as Santa is making his rounds tonight with all the little ones tucked in dreaming of sugar plums (and video games), I will be working my pledge/swiffer/lysol Christmas magic.
Monday, December 22, 2008
Just finished baking m&m sugar cookies and turtle pretzels (pretzel/rolo/oven 2min./pecan on top) for Ben's class party tomorrow. I am also making a couple pans of bubble pizza casserole. With all the other stuff my co-room mom is making those kids are going to be stuffed and happy.
Busy times....I wouldn't want it any other way!
Mom, it was so cold in here last night I had to get up and put on a sweatshirt to get warm.
Why do you always sneeze when you're turning a corner?
I can't wear these cause they're pirate pants.
He scared the tampon right out of me! He jumped out from behind the car and screamed. I had to run in the house with my legs closed tight.
He's been Ben-a-fied.
I can rip a phonebook in half.
You can't even rip a post-it note pad in half.
Do you want to arm wrestle?
She blew her nose on that sock.
I only had a half a spinach roll....I swear!
I'm re-gifting that.
She's looking very ghetto fabulous today.
It smells very filipinolicious in here.
Who ate all my lumpia?
I woke up this morning and Lauren had eaten half the plate of cookies I made for the teachers gift. stupid.
Who doesn't like pigs-n-blankets?
I have a friend.
Did you have to chip the kids from their beds this morning?
I like to bite their heads off first before I eat them.
Saturday, December 20, 2008
Everybody in different directions today. Meeting in the middle here and there. Soccer, shopping, ODU basketball, church, family party.
I love all the get togethers and special times around Christmas.
Getting dressed up to have a meal with family you don't see often enough. Remembering the holiday house my great grandfather built and displayed in his living room. We could look...but no touch! The gaudy red and green velvet dresses (a new one each year) and listening to the local radio station to get updates on Santa's Christmas eve flight plans. Mom...do you remember my bought of diarrhea during candlelight communion? In white tights? Good memories.
Things change as you get older. No less fun(or messy)...just different.
Being Santa is WAY more fun! Giving and blessing is more exciting than a hundred barbies or tinker toy sets(I loved tinker toys).
On the way home from a family gathering tonight we (mom, me, Katy) got a little carried away listening to Mariah Carey's Christmas cd. We were singing, waving our hands, clapping. The cars around us were looking and pointing. Who cares...we weren't singing for them. Here's the link to the song we were singing (our favorite part is at the 3:20 mark). After repeating it twice even Kaden and Kai were screaming out "JESUS!" "JESUS!" "SWEET JESUS!"
Friday, December 19, 2008
Yesterday I took the key out of the deadbolt to the backdoor.
The kids (Katy's kids)had a friend over out back and I didn't want the dog to be let out(the dog hates this kid).
I had no pockets, so I slid the key quickly into my bra.
Yeh...I know. Tacky...but necessary.
I ran out the door to get Nick from school.
When I came back the kid was gone and the dog was whining to get out.
I reached in my shirt...and couldn't find the key.
It took me ten minutes of patting myself down and then finally going to the bathroom and taking off my shirt and bra.
The key fell to the floor....it's previous whereabouts are still a mystery to me.
Thursday, December 18, 2008
It's almost over.
Frosty's shop that is.
We will be closing down after lunch tomorrow, so we can re-inventory and get everything boxed back up and shipped off before the Christmas break.
I will be glad . It has been exhausting. Six plus hours a day at school and then coming home and trying to keep things (dishes,cooking,laundry,cleaning,errands) up and running so no one complains. That means late nights....and early mornings.
I am going with our school's principal to the superintendents luncheon today. Should be fun. Well, maybe not fun....but at least a change of scenery and some rubber chicken.
Tonight is Nick's band concert. He is really looking forward to it and has practiced hours and hours. It will be a nice evening.
I ordered cookie dough from a girl at church and forgot about it. She brought it last night and my heart gave a leap. 100 preformed peanut butter chocolate chip cookies. *sigh* I should save them and make them for Christmas gifts....or maybe not.
Tuesday, December 16, 2008
A glass faceted heart shaped paperweight with "I Love Mom" inscribed on the top.
I noticed it missing yesterday as two classes had just left the Frosty's shop preview.
I told the security guard as he passed my room and him and I went to the two classrooms to guilt the culprit into confessing.
I told them it was missing...asked for a confession...and got nothing but silence.
Then I thought I would try another approach.
I offered the person who catches the thief free "Frosty bucks" to spend if they turn him in.
It worked...but not like I thought.
This morning the kid who took it turned it in to his teacher and then asked for his free dollar.
Can you believe that?
Monday, December 15, 2008
Sunday, December 14, 2008
Friday, December 12, 2008
I spent the day at Ben's school setting up for Frosty's Workshop next week.
It will be fun to help all the kids pick out gifts for their families.
And the company sent me $70 in free Frosty bucks to hand out to needy kids who otherwise wouldn't be able to get their parents or siblings gifts.
Lots going on around here. Ben is still completely obsessed with his outdoor light display. He tweaks and moves things daily and it is really getting on my nerves. He has blown the fuse three times. good grief.
Nick is excited about his band concert next week. He has been practicing 40 minutes a day after school without fail....and it has really payed off. He sounds great! It should be a nice evening (except for the stupid PTA meeting I have before it).
Lauren is at the end of finals week. Three days she stayed up all night. I went to bed and she was at the computer....I woke and she was at the computer. Nothing like waiting till the last minute to study...huh? Chris said he saw a shirt that said," I am going to stop procrastinating....tomorrow." We are getting that for Lauren for Christmas.
Thursday, December 11, 2008
two thirty two blog
Organic state theory
12 days of Christmas
pen plax cage
I am David
Saturday Night Fever
Drake and Josh Christmas special
chicken salad recipe
polar express botanical gardens
armor of God
Busy week, not alot of time to post.
Shopping, baking, parties, Chris out of town, wrapping, planning for next weeks Frosty's shop at Ben's school.
After next week life will be back to a normal chill out mode around here.
All I will have is a couple of PTA meetings and a band concert to attend.
If you are in my area come by Parkway Christian Center tonight (anytime) and wrap some gifts for needy kids (whose parent in incarcerated). Our members have purchased $100 in gifts for over 70 kids...now they all need to be wrapped. Phew!
Also putting together Christmas dinner baskets for all the caregivers.
Come on down and get your blessing.
Even and hour will help.
Tuesday, December 09, 2008
Monday, December 08, 2008
I was invited inside the inner sanctum(see post below).
We played two hands of UNO and then made sandwiches.
It was the highlight of my weekend!
Friday, December 05, 2008
After pulling a few Christmas boxes and the tree from under the stairs I peeked in with my flashlight. It is a really big and empty space. So once Ben came home I showed him the "cupboard under the stairs" and so it began. His attempt to set up a man cave, complete with tv, a deck of cards and one of his sisters old quilts as a floor covering. He invited his friend Joe over and the two of them swept, vacuumed and de-cobwebbed the whole space. They even tried to hook up playstation under there only to realize the little old tv I allowed Ben to bring in from the garage hasn't the necessary hookup for such things. "That's okay mom", he said...""just toss me the Uno cards instead." And then it happened....one of my children having electricity free fun (sans the reading light clipped to the wall plugged to an extension chord from the hallway). There was laughter and clubhouse names talked about. He even called over next door and invited the cousins. They all crawled in there (you must be 4foot or under to be able to crawl in the door through the back of the closet comfortably) and enjoyed a parentless party. I did get summoned once to bring cheezits and cider, but other than that they were on their own. The party broke at bedtime with secret whispers and promises of doing this again every single day!
I peeked in the next morning after the kids went to school to asses the damage. There was none. It was cleaned and straightened. Ready for the next days adventure. With all the giggling and squealing I thought they may have brought some board games or nintendo ds' in there...but no. There was just that one pack of card sitting on a "shelf" Ben had made. It's like it is a different world when kids enter. Magical and exciting. A sort of Narnia entrance right here in my coat closet. Oh, to be young again....
Thursday, December 04, 2008
If there was booty shakin' in the Olympics...Beyonce would get gold, silver and bronze.
Who set the dvr to record the Victoria Secret fashion show?
Nothing makes you want to snuggle more than finding a booger on your pillow.
I'm not getting him a hamster! The last one we had ended up a skeleton in the attic.
What's the good in your kid working at Olive Garden if she can't even bring home any breadsticks?
She makes me crazy! we're moving.
Wow, you called me by my name. You never do that.
My butt hurts...it hurts real bad.
Dad....can I borrow your drivers license?
You are cooking so may casseroles lately (and it is showing on everyone) so I'm going to start calling them fatasseroles.
Barrack Obama is not the devil!
Mom, please don't read aloud to me, it makes my head hurt.
Sit down now! I am going to read three chapters and you are going to like it!!
Wednesday, December 03, 2008
What is your favorite musical?
Mine is Oliver!
I've had every line memorized since I was 10.
I also love love love My Fair Lady.
But Oliver is definitely my favorite.
Chris hates hates hates musicals.
How in the world have we stayed together for so long?
Do you have a favorite? Or do you spontaneously combust at the first note?
My niece Kaden has come to a wonderful part in a little girls life.
Now, as soon as Kaden's eyes open in the morning....she grabs the movie and insists on watching it. That continues all day long. She stands in front of the tv and sings and dances along to it. Well...as much as a 3yr old can sing along. You know....she sings every fourth or fifth word...really loud. The funniest part is she marches around and says,"ask any one of his fleas!" If you don't know what that means...then shame on you. Everyone should know the songs from Annie!
After Katy asked her to do something the other day Kaden said,"yes Miss Hannigan!"
I love it!!!!
Here's a couple pf pictures I took the other day of her getting jiggy wit it.
Tuesday, December 02, 2008
I am chest deep in magazine bliss.
I responded to a post on freecycle yesterday to a woman who was getting rid of her back issues.
I now have two years worth of better homes and gardens, southern living, familyfun, travel, cooks illustrated, popular mechanics,the family handyman (that's for Chris), money and redbook.
I'm so excited!
I will go through and cut out any recipes or crafts worth saving and put them in a binder.
Free stuff is so cool.
You should look up the freecycle in your area.
I have heard of people getting really neat stuff.
Monday, December 01, 2008
Okay, this short video is great.
We need more of this and less of this.
I do this sometimes. Some people say I'm crazy for talking to strangers(chris)...but I think it's nice to catch someone off guard and turn their frown upside down. I don't do it enough...but I have slipped people "pass it on" cards, given money or food (MickyD's)to people with signs on street corners (it is not my business what they do with it). One of my favorite things is when I gave a cashier my pen. It was a really pretty pink pen I had bought from Lifeway bookstore. It had some happy dappy saying and scripture on the side. It was really cool...I loved that pen. I was in the grocery store being rung up by the rudest, grumpiest cashier with the worst attitude ever. When it came time for her to sign off on my check she couldn't find her pen. She curse (yes cursed) and ranted that someone had probably stolen it again. I reached in my purse and handed her my pen. She snatched it (without a thankyou) and did her scribbly thing on my check. When she went to hand it back I told her no....I want you to keep it. The wall of rancor and bother fell. She smiled....and I walked off. The next week I went in and as I was checking out I saw her in another line. She had that pen on a ribbon around her neck. It makes me smile every time I think about it.
Sunday, November 30, 2008
Thursday, November 27, 2008
As we express our gratitude, we must never forget that the highest appreciation is not to utter words, but to live by them.
What we're really talking about is a wonderful day set aside on the fourth Thursday of November when no one diets. I mean, why else would they call it Thanksgiving?
May your stuffing be tasty
May your turkey plump,
May your potatoes and gravy
Have nary a lump.
May your yams be delicious
And your pies take the prize,
And may your Thanksgiving dinner
Stay off your thighs!
Wednesday, November 26, 2008
Last year I made the mistake of telling Ben ...yes.
His question was,"can I be in charge of the outside lights next year?"
I like simple white lights on the bushes and I even broke down and bought two of those lite deer and a tree last year for the front yard.
We let the boys do whatever they want in the backyard.
Last year it looked like Christmas at the trailer park out back...and we all loved it.
Well this year Ben has taken it upon himself to make our house seen from space.
Every extra strand, plastic whos-it and whats-it, reindeer, santa face, blinking star and even a 4 foot tall santa.
It is killing me. I like order...simplicity....classic.
But I am trying to be a good parent and follow through with my promise.
We'll see how long I can last.
When Ben first got out the santa from the attic he put it in his room. He cleared off his dresser and had that sucker sitting up top, looking out his bedroom window. It was actually kinda cute from outside. Later that night when I put him to bed it was another story. In the dark, that big 'ol santa scared the ba-jeezus out of me. With the lights out it looked like a 8 foot tall monster lurking in the corner. I screamed, we all laughed and then Chris and I had an idea. Put it in Lauren's room, so when she creeps in at 2am it will give her a fright. hee hee We could hardly contain ourselves. We placed it just inside her door...and for extra effect we placed a sheet over it. EEEEEK! It looked so creepy. She came in long after us old people went to bed. But the next morning she told me it scared her to death. Then it scared her again when she got up in the night to go to the bathroom. I love messing with my kids heads.
Tuesday, November 25, 2008
Okay...I'm gonna start a weekly list. My google list. Every now and then I look back at things I've googled and laugh at the hodge podge of info my mind searches for each week. Sometimes it's for homework with the kids, sometimes it's just things that pop into my head while reading or watching tv and sometimes I can't even remember why I was looking it up. All I know is if I want to know....I google! I thought you might like a look inside my mind. Enjoy.
what is schnitzel
Magnet singer website
wvec school closings
dry cracked hands
get off my grass
Each seperate dying ember wrought it's ghost upon the floor
newberry award winners
Virginia sex offender list
london broil recipes
To kill a mockingbird
Johnny Cash songs
history of christianity
Monday, November 24, 2008
I told some of the kids from the soccer team : "In life and sports . . . sometimes you're the windshield and sometimes you're the bug." Being the windshield is more fun. But, you learn a lot more about people . . . and yourself . . . when you \ they are the bug. And, when you've been the bug, you become a better windshield, if you know what I mean. So, I guess the point was, make good use of your bug experiences. You think anyone got it?
Which for some reason reminds me of this song. I don't know the name of it or who sings it, but I love it. This is for Teresa, because she's the one who makes even my bug days great:
"You know life has its little ups and downs.
Just like ponies on a merry-go-round.
No one grabs a brass ring everytime.
But she don't mind. My baby don't mind.
She wears a gold ring on her finger, and I'm so glad it's mine!"
Saturday, November 22, 2008
I have full out lost my mind.
I am heading out to Ben's soccer game.
It is 26 degrees.
What in the world were we thinking when we signed up to be in a tournament in November?
Last November it was in the high 70's most days. We even had thanksgiving dinner outside on the patio!
We have 4 games this weekend.
Send me your warm thoughts.
I don't know if I'll thaw enough to blog again until at least Tuesday.
Friday, November 21, 2008
It is snowing outside right now.
What is it about snow that turns you into a 10yr old all over again.
I was even excited about the prospect of a snow day....then I snapped out of it and realized that meant the kids would be home with me all day. On cleaning day no less.
So I bundled them up and dropped them off...hopefully there is school today or they will get pretty cold standing out in front of the building.
I made the yummiest muffins last night. Chocolate chip pumpkin muffins. I got the recipe from bread & honey . They were so good...I am totally addicted to that website. I have been a baking maniac since I found it. Last night, as I was closing down the computer and heading to bed, I noticed my sister was online. I IM'ed her to see why she was up so late (almost midnight) and the first thing she asked was if I had anymore muffins left. So we met on the back porch and enjoyed a midnight snack. It's so cool having your family so close.
I'm off to clean the house, shower and head to Ben's school to take care of a bully that has been picking on Kristian. I will not return until I have made him cry. (you guys know I am kidding, right?)
Thursday, November 20, 2008
We were watching a show last night that was discussing "my side of the bed" and how we can be so inflexible when it comes to our bedtime idiosyncrasies.
I laughed at the character and his little quirks and then I realized....it was me.
I too have silly "must haves" to get settled for the big eight each night.
1. Most important....a fan. On high...even in the middle of the winter. Gotta have the noise and feel the breeze somewhere on me or I feel suffocated. My tolerant hubby says it sounds like a helicopter hovering over the bed.
2. The right side of the bed is mine. Closest to the wall and furthest from the door (and intruders and kids who wake you to get them a drink).
3. I prefer laying on my right side, but I don't like facing anyone (unless I'm drop dead tired, then I don't care). So most of the time that means I have to flip and lay at Chris' feet. I know, I know...weird.
4. I must have my own blanket. Tucked and swathed around me....with only one foot sticking out. Gotta have that foot out...no socks. Never socks to bed!
What are some of your "must haves" to get comfortable in bed?
Wednesday, November 19, 2008
Well . . . It finally happened. Pulled over by the police . . . with a ticket issued. I have always been able to get out of the few "infractions" I have been caught at behind the wheel. And, Teresa always predicted my day would come. Because, I've been known to make record time. I did get a "photo" ticket, but I always said that didn't count. No moving violation on your record with those , and there's nobody to talk out of anything. But, I still think I did pretty well. It was a sheriff hiding in the dark on Rte 58 that got me. I was hurrying home from Raleigh . . . a trip full of speed trappin' cops. I don't know any police people in that area to drop a name (which has worked for me before close to home), so I just went real nice and respectful (that's worked for me too). He took my license and said "I'm gonna give you little break," and headed back to his car, I assumed to just run my license and make sure I wasn't an ax murderer or something. I thought "a little break" meant no ticket. He came back with one. But, instead of it being for going 72 in a 60, it was for "failure to obey a highway sign." Cha-ching! Much cheaper fine, and probably better on the record too. Heck, maybe its not even a moving violation. His reasoning: "the sign said 60, and you didn't obey it. " Wink;)) Thank you officer!!!!
Tuesday, November 18, 2008
My husband thought it would be funny to teach his nephew about nipple twisters.
It was during the summer months, when Kai was running around in a bathing suit 24/7.
Chris would grab his moobs (man/boobs) and give 'em a twist.
Kai would squeal and laugh and try to pounce on Chris and return the favor.
This went on all summer (much to the dismay of the women folk who don't get this humor).
It was all in good fun....until yesterday.
When Kai snuck up behind my mother.....wrapped his arms around her chest....and .....well...you know.
Apparently nanny is not to keen on this gesture of affection from her grandson.
She screamed, slapped at him and sent him to his room.
Kai, confused and a little taken aback by her not so happy response, went running to his room crying.
When Chris gets home from Raleigh tonight I think he owes poor Kai a friendly talking to, so this kind of thing will never happen again (especially when he starts dating!).
Monday, November 17, 2008
Can I just tell you how in love I am with the show jon & kate plus 8?
Their vow renewal is on tonight and I am sooo excited.
I know...I'm lame.
I had a prayer meeting today....at school.
Prayer? In school?
I know, I'm such a rebel.
I met with another mother on the PTA board (about PTA business) and then one thing led to another and there we were....in the PTA office having prayer time together.
Ben told me he walked by the room and peeked in the window and saw me.
He was like,"hey mom....me and my class saw you praying today?"
"Who you are will be reflected in the words and actions of your children."
So tonight at soccer practice one of the parents had to be taken to the ER. He was playing around and fell...dislocated his shoulder. It looked like it hurt alot. Poor guy. Keep him in your prayers that surgery won't be needed.
Ben started The Sorcerer's Stone today after school. He is wanting to rack up big AR points....and a Harry Potter book is just the thing to do it. They are worth triple + what most of the other books in the library are. He jumped in the car heading for soccer giggling about tossing gnomes and flying cars.
Can I have a baby brother?
Mom, please don't come to my school for lunch.
I got into a fight at school today.
Can I have a hamster?
You spelled spelling wrong on your notebook.
Mom, will you come to my school for lunch?
Let's go to the beach!
It's 50 degrees!
That's okay...I won't get my head wet.
Wow....I hadn't noticed how much of your hair is gray.
Wow...I hadn't notice how much of your hair is gone.
I like it when you wear your tight shirt.
Have you seen our daughter this week?
Saturday, November 15, 2008
This morning when we came down at 7:00am, Ben was already up, on the computer doing his First in Math again. He is relentless with this stuff. He is now #7 in his school....#1 in his grade.
Too busy to sit and blog today.
Out of town family in visiting, soccer party to set up for tonight.
I finally finished the slide show yesterday and printed some real cool dvd covers.
I know all the parents will love it. I mean, who doesn't love seeing pictures of their kids right?
For the potluck party tonight I am making bubble pizza casserole (biscuits cut up, ground beef and pizza sauce, cheese and pepperoni on top. Doesn't that sound yummy? Ben picked it out of one of my cookbooks.
Funny thing....as I was unpacking groceries one of the biscuit tubes exploded. Scared the dickens out of me! It hit the ceiling and biscuits burst out all over the counter.
Another funny thing....at dinner last night my mom asked if chicken was meat. hahahaha
Chris was like, "um, no, it's a fruit."
Thursday, November 13, 2008
We had a yummy anniversary dinner last night.
Imperial palace (in the private, curtained booth).
Their egg rolls are the best on the planet!
We also went to Barnes & Noble and we each made our Christmas list of books.
I picked up Dewey:The Small town Library Cat who Touched the World.
It looks like a good read (and I'm not even a cat person).
So today is all about making our soccer slide show.
The party is on Saturday and I haven't even begun.
I need to go through about 1,000 pictures to create it.
I am just not motivated. I think I'll go make some coffee to perk me up.
Wednesday, November 12, 2008
H-as big, strong hands that make me feel safe and loved when pulling me tight for a hug.
R-emembers the words to most rap songs from the 80's.
I-s never too busy to play with his kids (or nieces and nephews) whenever the mood strikes them.
S-tarts everyday with prayer.
I am a lucky woman. God took two young, immature, foolish teenagers and together (with Him) we are older (much), wiser, closer and more in love than that night 22 years ago when you asked your cousin to ask me if I liked you.
Thank you Jesus for my Chris.
My best friend.
My parenting tag-team partner.
Monday, November 10, 2008
Don't you just hate it when you see a big spider crawling into the bathroom, run to get a shoe to kill it and when you get back it has disappeared?
I have looked in every nook and cranny.....where is that little creeper?
My bladder is about to burst and I am NOT sitting on that toilet until I find him.
Yeah, I know. We have an upstairs bathroom, but I'm just too lazy to run upstairs. Plus, all the toilet paper is in the cabinet downstairs.
Did you poop on my pillow?
Yes you did!!
NO I DIDN'T DUMMY!
I pooped on the blanket.
I knew as soon as the guy turned into a dog you would love it. The only thing that would make it better for you is if a dragon rounded the corner.
Did that burp feel good?
I wish I could burp like that.
All the kids are gone...do you want to go to bed early?
Sure, I washed the poop blankets.
Wow, you sure kill the sexy.
You voted for Obama, didn't you?
My nose is cold, can we turn on the heat?
I have a hot faucet butt.
Mom's been crying at everything lately, she needs to stop watching sportscenter.
Nothing like the stomach flu for four days to kick start a new diet.
Saturday, November 08, 2008
The Ick tried to move in on me early this morning. I woke up feeling a little "iffy" ... if you know what i mean. I was sooo careful, too, I thought. I even sprayed Teresa with Lysol when she was sleeping (sorry, baby). Alas, I seem to have willed it away. I got up and carried on like I didn't feel bad. I'm not going to be so bold as to eat, but Ginger Ale and Diet Cokes produced some very helpful burping a couple of hours ago, which seems to have made me feel better. For now. Good thing too, because there's ODU basketball to watch tonight . . . and missing that is really not an option for me. We'll do it without Nick, because he's gone camping with grandpa George. He loves ODU basketball too, but it doesn't come close to competing with camping with George. He was giddy all night and morning after getting word that the trip was on. Did you ever have some people or some place you really, really loved to go or be around as a kid? A place you really fit in and always had fun at. A place and person \ people you would long for? Well, that's Nick and his Nanny Jackie and George. He would move over there if we let him.
Friday, November 07, 2008
Teresa has the stomach "ick." Starting at 7 p.m. yesterday . . . and still going. I got to hear the evidence of it all night. I can live with a cough, sniffles, congestion, headache ... just about anything but stomach ick. I had a minor case earlier in the week, but this seems like something different. So I've been on a Lysol-spraying mission and got the heck out of there quick after getting the kids to school.
Thursday, November 06, 2008
Isn't there some kind of law that all stores must have a public bathroom?
I was in a riteaid last night and they didn't have one.
I thought this was weird.
Enough with the election news already. Obama won. The media doesn't know what to do with themselves when they're not trashing somebody. McCain did this, McCain said that, Palin didn't have a chance. Two days after the election and it's still on every channel.
I guess it's truly fall now. I got my first static shock of the season yesterday. Now I will spend the next four months having fun zapping the kids and the dog. hee hee
Ben's soccer team is trying to raise money to go towards tournament costs. Some parents want to have a carwash. A carwash in November? Can you imagine how cold that would be? I'd rather just pay the money.
I need to find a copy of Mary Poppins. I don't know why, it has just been on my mind to watch. I love that movie. I love any movie Julie Andrews was ever in (except Victor/Victoria which was bizarre). I think I'll put her music on the blog for the next few days.
I just did a spellcheck on this post. It flagged riteaid in my first paragraph and wanted to put retard in it's place. I jut thought that was funny enough to post.
Wednesday, November 05, 2008
Nothing like celebrating election day with a singing tree, multicolored lighted archway and a peanuts nativity in your front yard.
One the way to soccer practice last night we passed a house with Christmas lights up.
What in the world? I need to go have a talk with these people!
Like I don't have enough to do. Now my kids will see this and be bugging me to drag out all our decorations.
Tuesday, November 04, 2008
I took Ben and his two friends to vote with me this morning. They whined and whined about the long lines and drizzling rain. At one point Keagan yells out,"If Obama wins I want to move to another country!"
I wanted to curl up and die right there.
I told him we need to keep our opinions to ourselves as I felt hundreds of glaring eyes piercing through me.
But once we entered the building and stepped up to begin the process, they were in awe. I had the people explain why they were taking my ID and how my information gets on the "atm"card. Then we walked over to the machine and we talked through the whole thing. Ben put in the card (and Joe asked if money came out of the machine). Joe selected my president, Keagan my senator and Ben my congressman. They all three together pushed CAST BALLOT.
When they were given "I voted" stickers, all whines and complaints were forgotten and replaced with, "that was cool"...""can we go again later with Lauren?"...and "thank you for taking us".
Sunday, November 02, 2008
Looonnnnnggggg soccer weekend. We had our first weekend tournament. Four games in two days to decide the champions of the Tidewater Advanced Soccer League . . .which Ben's team competes in. They won. Gold medals for everyone. I was really proud of Ben. He's used to being the star of his team . . . but this new "select" team is made up of all-stars. He has really embraced this. He gladly accepts his time on the bench. Contributes when he needs to. Gets goals when he needs to. And , defers to his teammates when they are hot. Today in the championship game he made a really big play that drew a penalty on the opposing team's goal keeper. This gave us a penalty kick for a crucial goal. Instead of taking the shot himself, he "gave" it to his teamate, who had the "hot foot" the last two games, because he wanted his team to win more than the chance get a goal for himself. He also turned down re-entering the game at one point when he was resting because the kids on the field were doing really well and he didn't want to interrupt that.
Interested in the details? Check out the team blog here: monarchmania.blogspot.com
Saturday, November 01, 2008
Teresa's slacking again. So, an update. There's soccer tournament games today at 1 and 3:30 at Hodges Manor Elementary.
Went to the big ol' harvest party last night. It was packed. Everyone had fun. Nick entered his chili into the contest, and people gobbled up the whole pot pretty quick. It is actually really, really good. It was popular, but he didn't win a prize. Bummer. Ben put together a costume at the last minute, deciding he did not want to be a soccer player after all. He was a marine, Gomer Pile, and won second place and a Target gift card. Which is so Ben. It was his second "win" of the day. He reported that he is officially the most flexible kid in his class, according to the PE teacher. Whatever that means??? Nick said, with a laugh, "I should have let him help me with the chili!" I think Nick was the happiest person at the whole party though. . . friends of ours even pointed it out. Those who know the details will praise God with us for that . . . because this day a year ago was ... really, really, really bad.
Blessed be your name
In the land that is plentiful
Where the streams of abundance flow
Blessed be your name
Blessed be your name
When I'm found in the desert place
Though I walk through the wilderness
Blessed be your name
Every blessing you pour out,
I turn back to praise
When the darkness closes in, Lord
Still I will say...
Blessed be the name of the Lord
Blessed be your name
Blessed be the name of the Lord
Blessed be your glorious name
Blessed be your name
When the sun's shining down on me
When the world's all as it should be
Blessed be your name
Blessed be your name
On the road marked with suffering
Though there's pain in the offering
Blessed be your name
Every blessing you pour out,
I turn back to praise
When the darkness closes in, Lord
Still I will say...
Blessed be the name of the Lord
Blessed be your name
Blessed be the name of the Lord
Blessed be your glorious name
You give and take away
You give and take away
My heart will choose to say
Lord, Blessed be your name
Friday, October 31, 2008
Thursday, October 30, 2008
Mommy's day out...
I went to the bank and picked the fastest line at the drive through.
It was awesome.
I almost assaulted a cashier at Old Navy.
(don't you hate it when they don't give you the discount marked? "The system rings it at $$$, so that's the price." Well what about the had written sign above the pants you moron??! I ended up being proved right by the manager and was offered them at the price I requested. The bratty, size 0, twenty something cashier wearing too much eye liner was embarrassed. Once the manager walked away, I handed them back to "little miss can't be wrong" and told her I would rather lick a homeless man's toes than buy these pants from her now. (or maybe I just gave her my condescending smile and said,"no thank you sweetie....I changed my mind".)
I watched a man being pulled over by the police, drive up into a Wendy's drive in, like he was going to be allowed to order a double stack while getting a ticket. The cop didn't look happy.
I lost my keys for ten minutes before I realized I had been sitting on them the whole time.
I don't know which is more depressing. Being so senile that I forgot two seconds ago I layed my keys in my car seat to reach back and get my sunglasses. Or the fact that I sat on a huge set of keys and I have so much "junk in my trunk" that I didn't even feel it.
I think I have a man crush on him.
I almost woke you at 4:00am.
She is so thuggalicious.
Do NOT change the channel, I am watching Charlie Brown!
I am really out of shape. Is it okay to be having chest pains after playing basketball with your son for ten minutes?
I got to school and noticed I had a booger on my pants leg.
I know I said ten minutes...but I changed my mind. My leg is getting a cramp.
I love Abraham Lincoln!
I am going to the Haunted Forest.
Where is that?
In her room.
Doesn't your son's lipstick look pretty?
I couldn't find the chapstick, so I gave him his sisters burts bees lip shimmer. It was dark in the room, so he didn't even notice. Don't let me forget to take it from him and switch it out before he goes to school tomorrow.
Tuesday, October 28, 2008
Monday, October 27, 2008
We need a game that gives points for the cleanest room, how many times you've told your mommy you love her and everytime you are nice to a sibling
Ben has a new obsession.
No, not video games, webkins or pokemon cards.
The kid is all about math.
Two weeks ago Ben whined about math homework.
Why, the 180 you ask.
Because his school made it a contest.
They gave them all passwords to www.firstinmath.com
There are different levels of difficulty and you get "sticker" points for every exercise you complete correctly.
And they list the students rankings online.
This really hooked him.
"Mom, Keshawn is ahead of me...can I stay up 30 more minutes to do some division?"
Who hears that from their kid?
As of this morning (after he spent every free moment on it this weekend AND got up early this morning to do more problems) he is ranked #11 in his entire school (4th and 5th graders included).
I want to find the genius who created this game and give them a big hug.
Saturday, October 25, 2008
Yesterday, on the way to school, Nick told me about a dream he had last night.
He prefaced the story with one word..."amazing".
Here's the conversation:
Mom, I dreamt it was my 16th birthday.
You guys threw me a huge party that everybody I ever knew came to.
We had those big lights outside (like at car dealerships) shining in the sky for people to find us.
It was set up in the gym at church and there were colored spot lights rotating across the room and ceiling.
The music was loud and I was having a great time.
There was a big statue of me made entirely of reese cups.
And then right before I took a bite of the cake...you woke me up to get in the shower.
Why did you have to wake me before I tasted the cake?
Some men see things as they are and say, "Why?" I dream of things that never were and say, "Why not?"
-George Bernerd Shaw
Friday, October 24, 2008
At Ben's school the mock election votes were tallied and....
McCain /Palin won.
Ben was bummed.
Apparently he (and a scant few) voted Obama/Biden.
I asked him why he chose Obama and he said, "he will make the war stop, he is black (and it would be cool to have a black president), and he will erase taxes."
Maybe I need to rethink my choice!
Nick's school had mock elections too.
Nick decided on a write in candidate...his english teacher Mr. Pardue.
What a dork.
All of a sudden mommies have been launched into the limelight. All of us. SAHM's, working moms, hockey (soccer) moms and teenage moms.
I will not share my opinions on either candidate here.
I just thought it was cool that us moms were getting so much positive attention.
Wednesday, October 22, 2008
We love our dvr.
What did we do before we could "tape" all our shows?
Now we watch what we want, when we want.
There is only one problem I can think of.
Our dvr can only handle so much at one time and with five people wanting to record five different things at the same time, sometimes you have to get creative.
So what I do is scan through the guide and see when shows are repeating. I bet you didn't know that most shows re-air from like 1:00am to 4:00am? So I record things real time and other things over night. Here's the dilemma. Prime time shows have commercials like Visit Disneyland, Kraft Macaroni & Cheese, Skittles...Taste the Rainbow and Ford.
Not the same at 2:00am.
So when your son sits down to watch the MythBusters you recorded for him, you may want to be nearby to answer his questions about why that pretty girl Jenny has her phone number on tv (1-800-floozy) for you to call and be her friend. Or why his school doesn't teach "the healing art of touch" massage techniques. And then he knocks ten years off your life by asking,"mom, do most girls get their *blank* pierced?
Tuesday, October 21, 2008
You're acting weird this morning.
How can you tell?
It's not good to be trapped in a room full of people when you have gas this bad. Maybe I can blame it on the kids.
I am going to ride by the house, run out to the car and spray me with perfume.
Why are you dressed like that?
It's mix-match day.
Was yesterday nerd day?
No reason...I was just asking.
Mom, we had our elections in school today and I voted democracy!
Are we allowed to watch the Monday shows without you?
This game is straight outta the Bad News Bears!
Could you please stop snoring, or I may have to smother you in your sleep!
Mom told the new lady at her work that she has a dog (or granddaughter) that she can have to keep her from being lonely.
I want a little runabout town kinda car. I'm sick of this gas gusslin' mom-mobile.
I thought I was getting really sick...but now I think it was just the tacos, cake, peanuts and pickles I ate before I went to bed.
Mom! Mom! Come look...there's a blimp in our backyard!
Let's not cover the pool. That way we can use it during the winter to punish the kids.
Mom, I love you. You're the best mom I have.
Monday, October 20, 2008
high school football
shoes ruined in puddle
locked keys in car
little league football game
numb noses and ears
forgot the gift
tummy ache from too much cake and tacos
fourth grade project
left kid alone and took nap
woke to glitter,glue,sharpies and stickers on carpet
up till 2:00am catching up on laundry
up at 6:00am looking for lost keys
*A positive attitude may not solve all your problems, but it will annoy enough people to make it worth the effort.
Friday, October 17, 2008
Man . . . this daily bloggin' duty is hard. How does she always find something to say? This post should get me fired for a while, because it will be the most random nonsense ever written here.
- Sarah Palin needs a new speech. She does the opposite of grow on you, I think. Love her at first, then . . . not so much.
- Three letter word: J-O-B-S. hehehe (That was Biden, BTW).
- It's very lame, but for people who had no DVR a year ago, we now think we may need two. On too many occasions, we're running out of space and wanting to record too many things simultaneously. Like I said . . . Lame.
- Nephew Kai hit his first real HOMERUN last night, and that was more exciting than anything we DVR'ed. I was the only one there to see it, so the legend of the night is all mine to exaggerate and brag about forever. Knowing my weak spot, he immediately began negotiating for a deposit into the Bank of Dad for his accomplishment.
- Speaking of Kai, he has a good buddy who is a girl. She's a tomboy and right up his ally. On the ride home last night, he confides in me that he would like it if she could be "half friend and half girlfriend." Amen, nephew.
Thursday, October 16, 2008
Strange as it may seem, Ben and Nick are into news and politics. Ben, especially, likes to watch the debates and any news about McCain vs. Obama. Nick scans the news pretty regularly, and he seems to be into the economic news coverage. He keeps score with me on the stock market's ups and downs. It's confusing to him . . . these are the kind of questions he's asked lately: "if the government prints money, how can they be in financial trouble?" "Did they pass the bailout? What does it mean?" Wow. The birds and the bees talk is easier than this stuff with a 13-year-old! Ben, meanwhile, asks questions like "I heard Obama will add an hour to every school day?" What!? There's false propaganda, even in elementrary school? That's tamer than what adults spread about both candidates, but still . . . it's sort of revealing. Ben's going to vote in his school's election, and he's been trying to make up his mind; and we've been letting him. It's not easy to tell him where to get information. There are not really many places a kid, or adult, can find real, factual reporting today. We've discovered there's more news and less information. One station is spewing talking points A. The other, talking points B. And so on. He told me during last night's debate, that he had decided. Hint: His candidate is a Senator ;))
Wednesday, October 15, 2008
I took off my under clothes today...and a bubble gum wrapper fell out.
From where...I don't know?
The weird thing is...I haven't even chewed any gum recently.
I have a question for you.
Do you tell strangers when they have something on them, inside out, unzipped or holey?
I always tell.
I have been in this situation several times lately.
A man in front of me had on new pants with the size sticker still on his back leg. A woman in a store with her shirt inside out and a mommy (toting two toddlers) with her blouse unbuttoned.
I would hope someone would do the same for me.
Tuesday, October 14, 2008
Reporting for blogging duty as assigned. This is really hard to do on-demand . . . instead of when something hits me every three months. It'll be a lot more random until bloggin momma gets back here...
It was strange ... and sort of nice . . . to not have soccer this weekend. Boy, have we done a lot of soccer! We took in the high school football homecoming activities. It's where Teresa and I went to h.s., and where our kids go \ will go. Nick was checking out the band pretty good. They have a blast playing cool songs in the stands and dancing during the game. He'll be in that band next year at this time. He's pretty naturally gifted musically, and it's his kind of crew too. Next week, he gets to play the National Anthem on the field before the big Friday night game with the big kids. He's excited. We're excited.
Book Fair vs. Soccer
Tonight presented an interesting struggle. Teresa is big cheese of the book fair at Ben's school. The major event is a family dinner \ program \ book shopping night tonight. As always, Teresa goes all out if she's in charge of something. Especially when it has to do with books and kids, her two favorite things (along with old people). She networked, promoted and prayed all over it to get a big crowd. But, Tuesday night is soccer practice. You see where this is going! I stayed out of it. The pressure eased a bit when more than 400 rsvp's were secured for the book night. We wouldn't put a dent in her crowd, so B will get to practice, then catch the end of the book event. And, I'll get to miss eating chili at school that came from Lord only knows where. Ben doesn't really need book night, because any kid of Teresa's has enough access to books to last a lifetime, and is made to read mucho often. Ben, of course, complies because they keep score on such things, and he is mortified if he is not on every best-of list that anyone keeps.
Monday, October 13, 2008
This is day one of the bookfair at Ben's school.
You guys know it's my favorite time of year.
I have always enjoyed volunteering when ever bookfairs come around.
This year is a bit different.
I am now IN CHARGE of the bookfair.
"In charge" is work...not fun.
Who knew there was so much to being the coordinator.
Since I will be living there this week I am asking that Chris do some of the blog lifting this week.
Come on honey....let's hear what ya gotta say.
Sunday, October 12, 2008
Last night was book club. What a joyful time we had. The book discussion was so interesting, with different interpretations and views. But the love, peace, friendship and renewing of mind and spirit was felt the same by all. It is something I look forward to more than anything I can think of. If I miss it....I have missed a chance to recharge my batteries for another month of power parenting and espousing. A chance to be a woman with no strings attached (pleasing, cooking, cleaning, devoting). Time to laugh (alot), hug and chit chat. As a mom and wife can you think of anything better than that?
“Rest when you're weary. Refresh and renew yourself, your body, your mind, your spirit. Then get back to work.”
All moms click here to find out the reason we do it all.
Friday, October 10, 2008
I am sick of hearing about the economy.
It is what it is.
Enough with the media alerts and warnings.
CNN is NOT who we should be consulting.
After all, this current crisis should remind us that we are stewards. Everything we are, do, and own belongs to God and is to be at the disposal of Kingdom purposes. This world is not our home and our treasure is not found here. We are to do all, invest all, own all and purchase all to the glory of God.
I am sick of hearing about the election.
Blah blah blabbity blah.
Pray and vote...that's all I have to say about that.
Thursday, October 09, 2008
Ben did something like this when we made the mistake of placing his booster seat a little too close to the phone in the dining room
Nothing's more fun than the police banging on your door in the middle of dinner.
Click here for a laugh.
Wednesday, October 08, 2008
I am cutting down on my fartohydrates.
When people sing to the music I'm playing it makes me smile.
I pulled up and saw her bed by the house and got so happy.
Where am I supposed to sleep tonight?
That's what Ben will look like in 50 years.
Let's park by the laundromat and spy on her through the window.
That woman is ralking...running and walking at the same time.
I go to the left and my butt goes to the right.
All you gotta do is push play, do you think you can handle that?
I think Mr. Tumnus was flirting with me.
What is Mr. Tumnus?
He's a satyr.
What the heck is a satyr?
Half man, half goat.
It is very disturbing that you know these things.
Tuesday, October 07, 2008
Monday, October 06, 2008
What a great weekend.
Kai's team won (11 to 10) off his slams and rbi's.
It was very exciting.
Ben's team continued their winning streak with an awesome win over their Smithfield opponents (5 to 2). Ben scored a pretty goal in the second half.
I would put up a great picture....but my picasa is being grumpy this morning.
On the way to the soccer game Saturday, Ben and I stopped by the library. We were a little early and usually don't go out to that part of town, where our main library branch is located. It is huge (3 stories) and super nice. The parking lot was packed, so I assumed there must be a big event going on. We walked up and the automatic doors whoosed open (cool). That's when the foulest, most intense level of body odor hit us in the face. Ben was all,"ewww mom, what is that smell?" I scanned the lobby and new instantly where the offensive aromas were coming from. Nerds. don't take me the wrong way. I love nerds, I have wonderful nerds in my immediate family, I may even be a nerd from time to time. But I'm talking about 4oyr old, living in my mom's basement, your 1995 Toyota corolla has a bumper sticker that reads...my other car is a time machine, kind of nerd. Apparently Ben and I walked smack dab in the middle of Monsterfest 2008. There were tables and booths set up everywhere. Selling monster comics/movies and books, fortune tellers, alien photos and even real live ghost hunters. And the best part is all the people were poured into (more like busting out of) werewolf, vampire, monkey men and alien costumes. That's why it smelled so bad in there. The latex costumes, combined with the aversion to showering was a lethal combination. I soooo wish I had brought my camera in with me. But I did jot down a few of my favorite license plates and bumper stickers on the way out.
1. I brake for Leprechauns
2. I'm paranormal
4. Dr. Madblood rocks my Saturday nights!
6. Devo is #1
Saturday, October 04, 2008
We were all (well, everyone except lauren) up at the crack getting our chores done early. I did four tubs of laundry, cleaned the kitchen, cleaned out the garage with Ben and helped Nick get started on the yardwork. Chris was up and out to attend Making Strides. I think I'll leave Lauren a little list do do the rest of the cleaning in the house. Won't that be a nice way to wake up on a Saturday morning?
After my shower, we are off to baseball and soccer games for the rest of the day.
If anyone wants to join us, we will be at the tcc (in chesapeake) fields at 2:15.
Thursday, October 02, 2008
It's been a bit boring around here this week. Lots of rain, canceling a soccer practice and a baseball game. Just kinda stuck at home doing nothing most nights. It did forced me to clean out mine and the boys closets though, so I guess that's good. Tonight we are back on for soccer practice and a high school football game. It will be in the low 60's, which is perfect football watching weather. Today I have to run by Nick's school and drop off some PTA stuff and then head back over for day three (and the final day) of helping the nurse at Ben's school. She is required to record the height and weight of every student in the school (close to 500 kids). I remember this as a child. Our P.E. teacher did it in front of the whole class. How humiliating. My first day there we had a girl hide in the bathroom to avoid having this done. I felt so bad for her. I know how she feels, cause if someone required the same of me now I would poke them in the eye and run. I asked the nurse what is her purpose in doing this. She told me it is a state mandate, she HAS to do it. I asked her what would happen if someone refused. She said,"it is done in private (there is a curtain drawn behind each child)...no one but us knows the weight...so there is no reason not to do it." They use the results to track overweight children through the years. they check their blood pressure and keep a close eye on them. I feel like this is a parents job. If I got a call from school that my kid was overweight, I would be a bit irked. I would just hate for some kids to get stressed out at school about having this done. A boy cried yesterday. The chubby girls linger in the back of the line, trying to be last. And by the way, there is no such thing as "private" when you're in a tiny room with 20 kids. They are trying to peek a look at your chart, listen to us whisper results to each other, they yell out if they think they heard you say 100-something. Good grief. It's not just about the weights either. The short boys were being taunted about heights too.
What are your thoughts on this? Should schools require this? What would you do if your child said "no".
Wednesday, October 01, 2008
Monday, September 29, 2008
Now either my fever broke and left me in a half sick/half well stupor, or I was transported back in time 30 years to my 8th birthday. When posters of Shaun Cassidy and Andy Gibb hung in my room and all I did was dance around to my scratchy lp of Shadow Dancing.
No, I just looked down my shirt and I am so not 8! It must have been the VH1 70's teen star fluff I had on during my day of sicky blah.
I think I'll go lie back down and try to wake up at 16. Before stretch marks and saggy (fill in the blank).
Saturday, September 27, 2008
Friday, September 26, 2008
Something had me all stopped up and coughing this morning. Allergies, I think. The kind that threaten to shut you down for the day. And I couldn't be shut down today. I found a combo. that is kickin' the symptoms' butt right now. I'll record it here because I know I won't remember:
- 2 doses of cheap sinus pills
- 2 cups of hot coffee and a frapuccino (because allergy pills can make you tired, and all that hot coffee makes you want something cool).
- A can of Diet Coke (because my receptionist has threatened to cut me off the coffee for the day)
- A dozen Halls cherry menthol cough drops.
All those things over the last 7 hours or so has me pluggin' along pretty good ;))
It feels like Louisiana swamp weather outside this morning.
We have been enjoying the low temps. and low humidity for a week now, but yesterdays storm turned it all around. I don't exactly know why (low pressure/high pressure/warm air from the ocean/winds coming from the east/the angels are taking a sauna/whatever) I just know it's hotty hot hot nosebleed warm outside right now and I don't like it one bit.
It has been fall for six days. I had my layering back. I wore socks people. I don't want to break out my feet ruining (dude, they were seriously tore up dry and cracked from a summer of no proper shoes) flip flops again.
Thursday, September 25, 2008
Wednesday, September 24, 2008
Tuesday, September 23, 2008
Are you good at navigating around town?
What about outside your little bubble?
What is the furthest you can go from home before you start questioning turns and street signs?
My comfort zone ends about 30 minutes west of my driveway.
Now I can go to the Carolina's and back...no problem.
I guess I have driven there enough, it has become a little part of my bubble.
But, west (Suffolk area), is a road less traveled. A place I have been, yes. But it's different when somebody else drives. You don't pay attention to interstate merges and off ramps and such.
Next time, I'm paying attention.
Because guess what? Mapquest stinks!
If the place you are going to is a new development, Mapquest may not recognize it and will make up a random place for you to go instead.
I was so lost. So very, very lost.
And my wrong turns ended me up in some very not so nicey places.
You know the ones.
A rent-a-center, check cashing store and dollar general on every corner. Old 7-11 stores, that still look like the 7-11 you know and love, but have been changed to Joe's Foodmart or Cal'z cheap cigs.
Once my drive was in it's 70th minute (Mapquest had told me to expect 30) I called Lauren. I told her to go to the computer and pull up Mapquest. I then told her my where abouts (a radio shack parking lot) and she reworked my route to get me to my PTA training meeting. I would be late, but I was determined to find this place. Plus, the only way I knew to get home, was directions from the school. I was driving and she was barking orders "left mom", "now two lights up take a right". She informed me that she was reading the map this time and not the directions.
"Okay baby", whatever it takes.
At least that's what I was saying until she had me continuing down a looooong, narrow country road for 15 minutes (assuring me the whole time it was the right way). No houses, no street signs, no sign of life besides the cows and cotton fields. Then I hear her say,"uh oh". "Turn around mom, turn around now". You need to go the other way. Well duh. Once I saw the cows I figured something was up.
I was now over 90 minutes into my trip. 90 minutes of being about 2 miles from my destination most of the time. Once I turned around and backtracked I was right there. A beautiful new school, in a beautiful new neighborhood. A parking lot full of cars. People who were on time and either live in that bubble or own a gps.
“Two roads diverged in a wood, and I -- I took the one less traveled by, and that has made all the difference.”
“Sometimes the road less traveled is less traveled for a reason”
Monday, September 22, 2008
I got lost tonight. Waaaaaaay lost.
I am too exhausted to give details.
Full story coming in the morning after a good 8hrs of sleep and a grande caramel frap!
If you ever leave the bathroom like that again, you are going to have to start going outside.
If you threw away that piece of paper I really am going to kill you this time.
Was Jesus a brat?
Prackers are my favorite snack!
OWWwwwww! Sob...gasp....arrrgGGG! I THINK I BROKE MY HEAD!!!!
You're fine...just walk it off.
praise, don't pout.
This time it was about spiders. Big ones, and we couldn't get away from them.
He barks in his sleep.
These pillows smell like fart.
Who told you you were naked?
Sunday, September 21, 2008
"My kids always perceived the bathroom as a place where you wait it out until all the groceries are unloaded from the car."
Lots of smiles and laughter around here lately.
The kids have had...
Maybe the time away from each other in school is causing them to strengthen their brotherly bonds.
They are probably plotting something against Chris and I.
Friday, September 19, 2008
No matter how busy you may think you are, you must find time for reading, or surrender yourself to self-chosen ignorance.
I have a very busy day today.
From one school to another, the library, dry cleaners and post office.
A couple of calls and copies for soccer and I am taking our huge comforter set to the washland down the street for a quick cleaning (they have 6 tub washers...joy).
Trying to clean house a little too, in between errands.
Then I have to pick the boys from school for their dentist appointments.
We will rush home to cook, eat and head out to Ben's soccer practice.
Hopefully at practice I can get a little reading done (I am reading The Shack).
I can't wait to curl up on the couch with my hubby tonight after the kids go to bed. We will chat and watch tv for about five minutes, at which time we both fall out from the after effects of our hurried days.
Wednesday, September 17, 2008
Nick has this regular gig where he watches children at church while their mommy's participate in a group called "MOPS" Mothers of pre-schoolers, I think it stands for. Anyway, I picked him up last night and got to see him in action. He had a nursery full of kids, and he was gladly chasing after them, entertaining them, etc. In this case he got paid, but you can really tell he enjoys serving . . . and in not-so-glamorous ways. After his babysitting duties were complete, I found him in our family life center putting away tables with a pastor from another church, who had used the facility that night for an event. I was ready to bolt, but he was interested in seeing what else he could help with before bolting. "I was sure glad he came in," the pastor, who was cleaning up by himself, told me. Then, he took out the trash from the MOPS meeting. And, it all made him very happy!
Tuesday, September 16, 2008
Some more details from the weekend kids games...
Ben finally played his first game for his new "select" soccer team. They have been practicing and going to camps etc. for a long time and had their first game cancelled for weather, so they were VERY anxious to play. And play they did, beating a team from a club in Norfolk 8-2. Ben had 2 goals, including the first of the game.
It was a first for niece Kristian too, as she cheered at her first football game. They don't keep score in cheering, but she knew all the moves and looked very cheery. It was the first season in 5 years that Kristian and Ben were not playing soccer together. They grow up and pursue their own things quick.
Nephew Kai started his second baseball season, and I believe he's his team's best player. Really... Bias aside ;)). He's hitting the ball every time ... and well too!
If you use the Saran wrap for microwaves you can get a disease.
My farts aren't usually hot, but that one was.
If a dragon popped out right now you'd be happy.
Please do not talk about sex when you are not around me.
If we go out, I will get close to the entire basketball team.
That's a statement every father wants to hear.
I should have put Ben in the sewer.
The phone I'm using now, I found in the boys toy box.
I am having a prayer meeting in ten minutes...so get out!
Is it wrong to rip library books on cd to my computer library?
I like the dummy class.
They do nothing in 7th bell but sharpen the teachers pencils and make origami.
Being a good (involved) mom is a full time job, I have no time for anything else.
It's not Pocahontas, it's Sacajawea.
You think you're so smart, but you didn't know Emily Dickinson.
I always get the answers on teen week jeopardy.
Monday, September 15, 2008
What a jam packed weekend.
Our kids active lives had us out in the 100 plus degree (heat index) weather both days.
Saturday we had a 9:00am football game (Kristian cheered), noon was Kai's baseball game and 3:00pm was Ben's first soccer game. I have a sunburn on my face. A sunburn in the middle of September? Crazy Virginia weather. Saturday night was my monthly book club. The discussion was riveting and the fellowship was just what I needed to recharge my "mom wife woman batteries. I love love love the book club! Sunday, after church, Ben's soccer team was invited to be ball boys for the ODU soccer tournament finals. It was just as hot, but all us parents sat in the blazing stands melting and bursting seeing our babies out on the field with the big boys. It was too cool!
Last night was so relaxing. Chris, Lauren, Nick and I (Ben went to bed early after swimming tuckered him out) vegged on the couch watching football, noshing and laughing at pretty much everything. Do you ever have those times where everything seems funny to you? We were in a giggly mood I guess.
I will post pictures of the weekend later after I go do my duty at Ben's school as "the comb lady".
Today is school picture day.
Sunday, September 14, 2008
Friday, September 12, 2008
Some of you have been wondering about my cellphone mishap.
Were we able to retrieve it?
But we sure gave it a heck of a try.
Nick, Ben and I set off for "the chick" with a crow bar and a pickax.
I didn't want to bring the pickax(I was afraid people would think we were insane), but Nick insisted it was a much needed tool.
We parked near the sewer opening and staked it out for awhile.
Most people I know shop and dine in that area of town, and I did NOT want to be spotted doing what we were planning to do.
Once the coast was clear (or as clear as a chick-fil-a gets around dinner time) we hopped out of the car with a plan.
Nick was going to use the crow bar to lift the grate, and I was going to look for my phone. Once spotted I was going to (hopefully) be able to reach it. There was a ledge, so I was holding out hope it was resting on it.
Chris had already told me, when I called him from home with our plans, that I was NOT allowed to put Ben down there to get it.
Alas, the crowbar would not lift the grate.
We tried and tried, and it was not lifting, budging and it wouldn't fit the little hole in the top.
But guess what did work?
Yep, the pickax.
Of course we looked like psycho pickax swinging serial killers, but who cares when your talking about 2oo saved contacts on your cellphone?
Nick lifted the grate, and there was my baby.
About 3feet past my reach.
We hopped back in the car to regroup (and to get dry because it had started drizzling 10 minutes earlier).
I sent Nick inside to see if the cleaning crew had one of those reachy picker up things they use for litter in the parking lot.
As we were sitting in the car (telling Ben to shut up about having to go to the bathroom) a commercial came on for duct tape.
AHA! DUCT TAPE!
Nick and I had the revelation and screamed it out at the same time.
So we cut on the car and drove across the parking lot to Walmart.
We bought a roll of duct tape, a paint roller extender pole and some shampoo.
The shampoo is because we were running low in the upstairs bathroom.
We headed back to our parking space and set about creating a cellphone picker upper.
I wrapped the tape this way and that way on the end of the stick, until I had about half the roll zigzagged with the appropriate amount of stickiness exposed to pick up a small car.
We then exited the vehicle, lifted the grate, at which point Ben whined about not having a part in our mission. So I agreed to let him use the stick to get the phone, at which time he reached the stick down ever so carfully....and crammed it into the pile of leaves beside the phone.
We laughed so hard, I'm pretty sure two of us peed our pants.
All my sticky was gone.
So I climbed back in the car and wound my adhesive magic one more time.
We climbed out, lifted the grate and I stuck that engineering marvel right on the phone. It was a hard reach, but it held firm.
We cheered....we screamed....people stared (but who cares that they think, I got my nokia back baby). Then half way up....it fell off and landed further down the hole.
Holy moly folks!
We tried it a few more times to no avail. The phone was just to heavy for the tape.
So we got back in the car and thought awhile.
Then it came to me....pooper scooper!
I didn't feel like going back to Walmart to but one, so I made one from a box in my car and the stick. The boys just sat there staring at me like I was crazy.
"What are you making mom?"
"Don't talk to me...I'm creating!"
I was sure it was going to work.
We gave it one more try.
Nick lifted the grate and I stretched down as far as I could with my scooper. It lifted it up, but the space it was in was too narrow. It pushed out of the trap and fell deep into the water.
It was over.
Even if I could get to it now it wouldn't work anymore.
Don't cry for me...I'm due for a new phone on our plan next month. I just hate having to find all those contacts again. I also HATE to lose. And that's what we did.
I picked today's song (At Last by Etta James) in memory of my lost phone. It was my ringtone.