He finally made his grand fat entrance, and we've spent the last 13 years loving him to pieces...
Happy Happy Happy Birthday to the sweetest, funniest, cutest, smartest, kindest, and coolest kid (I mean TEENAGER ) we know!
We love you, E!!
Monday, April 2, 2012
Thirteen Spankings
Thirteen years ago today I was attempting to birth a ginormous baby boy.
He finally made his grand fat entrance, and we've spent the last 13 years loving him to pieces...
Happy Happy Happy Birthday to the sweetest, funniest, cutest, smartest, kindest, and coolest kid (I mean TEENAGER ) we know!
We love you, E!!
He finally made his grand fat entrance, and we've spent the last 13 years loving him to pieces...
Happy Happy Happy Birthday to the sweetest, funniest, cutest, smartest, kindest, and coolest kid (I mean TEENAGER ) we know!
We love you, E!!
Wednesday, March 28, 2012
The Do Nothing Spring Break
So we are halfway into this beautiful thing called Spring Break.
Ahhhhhhhhh.
We chose not to go anywhere or do anything this week, and we couldn't be happier.
I finished a book.
The boy and Dan/Daddy did a little fishing.
We're headed to the movies (Hunger Games, yeah!) in just a little while.
I thought I'd take some pictures this week to document our "do nothing" Spring Break, but so far I only have one photo from Monday.
The boy and his dog.
I told myself to look at this sweet picture every time I want to curse at my misbehaving dog...
I have no photos of me reading a book... That's boring, and I think I was in my pj's.
I have no photos of the fishing expedition... The fish were too small, and I was at the mall.
Happy Wednesday, bloggity people. I'm off to the movies. Thank you, Lord, for Spring Break.
Ahhhhhhhhh.
We chose not to go anywhere or do anything this week, and we couldn't be happier.
I finished a book.
The boy and Dan/Daddy did a little fishing.
We're headed to the movies (Hunger Games, yeah!) in just a little while.
I thought I'd take some pictures this week to document our "do nothing" Spring Break, but so far I only have one photo from Monday.
The boy and his dog.
I told myself to look at this sweet picture every time I want to curse at my misbehaving dog...
I have no photos of me reading a book... That's boring, and I think I was in my pj's.
I have no photos of the fishing expedition... The fish were too small, and I was at the mall.
Happy Wednesday, bloggity people. I'm off to the movies. Thank you, Lord, for Spring Break.
Tuesday, March 27, 2012
Home Decor On Tuesday
Link up at Roots and Rings if you want to join in. Today's 10 is all about furniture and decor... Yippee!
When I grow up, I'd love to be a decorator or designer. Or a marine biologist, but these questions are not about sea life.
So today, I want to be a designer...
1. Ikea: over-hyped and confusing or genius furniture company?
"Amazingly awesome" isn't a choice?
I love IKEA.
2. Your favorite interior-decorator-type person wants to makeover one room in your house. Which room do you choose and why?
Our downstairs basement den area. It is a "finished" space, but it needs help. Actually it needs money. I'd love it to be a hangout spot... with cozy leather chairs, a TV, and all the video game equipment relocated there.
3. Describe the furniture in your childhood bedroom. Did you like it? Where is that furniture now?
The furniture was classic 1970's White French Provincial. The color scheme started out all red and white gingham... including the floor! Then it morphed into the baby blue teen thing. I did like it, and I have no earthly idea where it all is now. I need to ask my mom.
4. When you’re done with furniture, what do you do with it? Donate it to Goodwill OR Sell it on Craigslist OR Put it by the curb and hope the trash guys take it?
I am very seldom "done" with furniture. I paint things until they die. We use the heck out of furniture. If it has any life left in it, we donate it.
5. My Pinterest furniture style could best be described as
funky/eclectic
antique/shabby chic
modern/minimalist
so random and varied it’s undefinable
My Pinterest style is all over the place. So I'll say undefinable. Mostly classic. Some shabby chic.
6. Name the most important furniture/toy in a toddler’s playroom. And why?
Some type of tidy organizational system for toys. Why? Because I think kids need to be taught and encouraged to clean up after themselves.
Most importantly, because toys reproduce in the middle of the night and will take over your house if you let them.
7. Your parents (or grandparents or other relative) are giving away all their furniture. Which piece do you really want?
If I had to pick only one thing... my mom has this cool antique Louis Philippe round folding table. I love it. I need to ask my mom why she's giving away all the furniture.
8. Your biggest furniture buying or home decorating regret?
This may be an odd way to answer, but I regret all the bar stools we've had to buy. Because we move all the time, we've lived in houses with every bar height imaginable. So, we have a collection of bar stools. Come to think of it, we have a collection of curtain rods in every size, too.
If I get rid of them, the next house we live in will require the size bar stool or curtain rod I gave away.
9. $1000 gift card! Do you want it to Ethan Allen, ikea, Pottery Barn Kids?
Pottery Barn Teen.
10. Bunk beds, loft beds, trundle beds, or canopy beds?
Trundle. You don't have as far to fall.
When I grow up, I'd love to be a decorator or designer. Or a marine biologist, but these questions are not about sea life.
So today, I want to be a designer...
1. Ikea: over-hyped and confusing or genius furniture company?
"Amazingly awesome" isn't a choice?
I love IKEA.
2. Your favorite interior-decorator-type person wants to makeover one room in your house. Which room do you choose and why?
Our downstairs basement den area. It is a "finished" space, but it needs help. Actually it needs money. I'd love it to be a hangout spot... with cozy leather chairs, a TV, and all the video game equipment relocated there.
3. Describe the furniture in your childhood bedroom. Did you like it? Where is that furniture now?
The furniture was classic 1970's White French Provincial. The color scheme started out all red and white gingham... including the floor! Then it morphed into the baby blue teen thing. I did like it, and I have no earthly idea where it all is now. I need to ask my mom.
4. When you’re done with furniture, what do you do with it? Donate it to Goodwill OR Sell it on Craigslist OR Put it by the curb and hope the trash guys take it?
I am very seldom "done" with furniture. I paint things until they die. We use the heck out of furniture. If it has any life left in it, we donate it.
5. My Pinterest furniture style could best be described as
funky/eclectic
antique/shabby chic
modern/minimalist
so random and varied it’s undefinable
My Pinterest style is all over the place. So I'll say undefinable. Mostly classic. Some shabby chic.
6. Name the most important furniture/toy in a toddler’s playroom. And why?
Some type of tidy organizational system for toys. Why? Because I think kids need to be taught and encouraged to clean up after themselves.
Most importantly, because toys reproduce in the middle of the night and will take over your house if you let them.
7. Your parents (or grandparents or other relative) are giving away all their furniture. Which piece do you really want?
If I had to pick only one thing... my mom has this cool antique Louis Philippe round folding table. I love it. I need to ask my mom why she's giving away all the furniture.
8. Your biggest furniture buying or home decorating regret?
This may be an odd way to answer, but I regret all the bar stools we've had to buy. Because we move all the time, we've lived in houses with every bar height imaginable. So, we have a collection of bar stools. Come to think of it, we have a collection of curtain rods in every size, too.
If I get rid of them, the next house we live in will require the size bar stool or curtain rod I gave away.
9. $1000 gift card! Do you want it to Ethan Allen, ikea, Pottery Barn Kids?
Pottery Barn Teen.
10. Bunk beds, loft beds, trundle beds, or canopy beds?
Trundle. You don't have as far to fall.
Monday, March 26, 2012
Go Get My Gun, Ma
I am way too happy on a Monday.
The early-summer 87 degree nonsense has passed.
Our temps have cooled off into the sorta normal range for this time of year. I can put my complaining on hold again until July. Maybe.
It is also the first day of the boy's Spring Break. For me, that translates into not setting an alarm and not having to make a turkey sandwich at 6:30 in the morning. Can you hear me smiling?
And last, but oh so not least... our confused bird wasn't singing this morning. I didn't have to shoot him. Don't call PETA on me yet. Let me clarify.
Every single stinking morning for the past week, a bird has perched himself on top of our basketball goal - right outside the boy's window - and held a concert. Normally, I love to hear the birds singing. But, this guy was confused or just evil, because he started his serenade at around 4:30 AM.
(As in, the weeeeeeee hours of the morning. Before any living thing should be awake.) Not only was he singing, but he was singing LOUDLY. He sang so loud I could hear it from my bedroom, and he was waking us all up every morning. Well, not all of us. One of the 3 of us could sleep if the bird was on his head, but I'm not naming names.
Mama is not pleasant at 6:00 am when she has to get up. Mama was definitely not pleasant at 4:30 am.
The boy and I tried to devise a plan to shoosh it away, but we couldn't get the screen up, and we realized the airsoft pellet wasn't going to reach far enough. Call us haters, but we didn't want the bird to die. We just wanted him to shut up.
So on this first day of Spring Break, he did. The bird shut up. The boy and I met sleepy-eyed in the living room this morning and both asked the same question,
"Did you hear him?" "Was he singing?"
We hugged and high-fived and celebrated not waking up at 4:30 am.
Oh may the good times continue.
The early-summer 87 degree nonsense has passed.
Our temps have cooled off into the sorta normal range for this time of year. I can put my complaining on hold again until July. Maybe.
It is also the first day of the boy's Spring Break. For me, that translates into not setting an alarm and not having to make a turkey sandwich at 6:30 in the morning. Can you hear me smiling?
And last, but oh so not least... our confused bird wasn't singing this morning. I didn't have to shoot him. Don't call PETA on me yet. Let me clarify.
Every single stinking morning for the past week, a bird has perched himself on top of our basketball goal - right outside the boy's window - and held a concert. Normally, I love to hear the birds singing. But, this guy was confused or just evil, because he started his serenade at around 4:30 AM.
(As in, the weeeeeeee hours of the morning. Before any living thing should be awake.) Not only was he singing, but he was singing LOUDLY. He sang so loud I could hear it from my bedroom, and he was waking us all up every morning. Well, not all of us. One of the 3 of us could sleep if the bird was on his head, but I'm not naming names.
Mama is not pleasant at 6:00 am when she has to get up. Mama was definitely not pleasant at 4:30 am.
The boy and I tried to devise a plan to shoosh it away, but we couldn't get the screen up, and we realized the airsoft pellet wasn't going to reach far enough. Call us haters, but we didn't want the bird to die. We just wanted him to shut up.
So on this first day of Spring Break, he did. The bird shut up. The boy and I met sleepy-eyed in the living room this morning and both asked the same question,
"Did you hear him?" "Was he singing?"
We hugged and high-fived and celebrated not waking up at 4:30 am.
Oh may the good times continue.
Tuesday, March 20, 2012
Tuesday's 10 And It's Hot
The weather has nothing to do with Ten on Tuesday, but since summertime temperatures have arrived earlier than normal, I will be complaining earlier than normal.
1. Should we keep doing Ten on Tuesday?
This is a good question, Chelsea. I enjoy the 10, but there are weeks I can't participate. Or don't participate, because the questions are about something I have no business blogging about... like baseball. (We are not baseball fans around here. Please don't call us un-American.)
I always feel guilty when I don't link up. Guilt is my specialty.
2. How do you pick out your sunglasses?
Do they fit my face? Do they cover my eyes? Are they cute? Do they make me look like a bug? And, do they sit straight on my crooked ears? I swear my ears are uneven.
3. Do you celebrate St. Patrick’s Day?
Sorta. I wear green, and I have a St.Patty's day wreath. If circumstances allow, we might eat some St. Patty's Day food.
4. Name 5 movies that you will never get sick of.
"Steel Magnolias"
any of the "Harry Potter" movies
"Elf"
"The Secret Life of Bees" (I like the book better, though.)
any of "The Pirates of the Caribbean" movies
5. Name 1 book that you will never get sick of.
"Harry Potter" (any of them)
6. Do you know any sign language?
I know most of the alphabet and a few words.
7. What is your favorite kind of Girl Scout cookie?
The kind you eat.
Seriously... I like them all. My favorite is a tie between Thin Mints and Peanut Butter Patties.
8. Are you handy? (Can you fix or build anything?)
Yes. The nature of Dan/Daddy's job makes me a single mom for stretches of time, so I have to be. I have to be responsible for a load of things that I normally wouldn't do. I have even replaced a car tail light.
I have to kill bugs and mow the grass sometimes, too.
I have not (yet) had to kill a snake. Would I be considered "handy" if I scream and call 911?
9. In what form do you prefer your potatoes? (Baked, mashed, au gratin, hashbrowns, twice baked, etc.)
All the above.
OK, baked.
10. Do you believe the saying “actions speak louder than words”?
Yes.
It is the first official day of Spring, and we're on track to break the record high here today. And tomorrow.
Let the complaining begin.
1. Should we keep doing Ten on Tuesday?
This is a good question, Chelsea. I enjoy the 10, but there are weeks I can't participate. Or don't participate, because the questions are about something I have no business blogging about... like baseball. (We are not baseball fans around here. Please don't call us un-American.)
I always feel guilty when I don't link up. Guilt is my specialty.
2. How do you pick out your sunglasses?
Do they fit my face? Do they cover my eyes? Are they cute? Do they make me look like a bug? And, do they sit straight on my crooked ears? I swear my ears are uneven.
3. Do you celebrate St. Patrick’s Day?
Sorta. I wear green, and I have a St.Patty's day wreath. If circumstances allow, we might eat some St. Patty's Day food.
4. Name 5 movies that you will never get sick of.
"Steel Magnolias"
any of the "Harry Potter" movies
"Elf"
"The Secret Life of Bees" (I like the book better, though.)
any of "The Pirates of the Caribbean" movies
5. Name 1 book that you will never get sick of.
"Harry Potter" (any of them)
6. Do you know any sign language?
I know most of the alphabet and a few words.
7. What is your favorite kind of Girl Scout cookie?
The kind you eat.
Seriously... I like them all. My favorite is a tie between Thin Mints and Peanut Butter Patties.
8. Are you handy? (Can you fix or build anything?)
Yes. The nature of Dan/Daddy's job makes me a single mom for stretches of time, so I have to be. I have to be responsible for a load of things that I normally wouldn't do. I have even replaced a car tail light.
I have to kill bugs and mow the grass sometimes, too.
I have not (yet) had to kill a snake. Would I be considered "handy" if I scream and call 911?
9. In what form do you prefer your potatoes? (Baked, mashed, au gratin, hashbrowns, twice baked, etc.)
All the above.
OK, baked.
10. Do you believe the saying “actions speak louder than words”?
Yes.
It is the first official day of Spring, and we're on track to break the record high here today. And tomorrow.
Let the complaining begin.
Monday, March 19, 2012
It Really Doesn't Take Much
I really am a simple gal. Our weekend was a blur, but full of little things that made me smile...
Spring soccer season started again. Yeah. This momma loves watching the boy play soccer.
On the way home from the game, we ran through Chick Fil-A for some lunch, and the lemonade was dyed green for St. Patrick's Day. It made me giddy. I took a picture to share with y'all, but the photo doesn't really speak to me the way the lemonade did. It actually looked kinda yucky. But, trust me... it wasn't.
I also took the boy to a local farm store. No, I am not a farmer. I am the daughter and the grand-daughter of farmers, however. So the farm store is a place I can appreciate. I had an ulterior motive for going.... I heard a rumor they had baby chickens.
The farm store did not disappoint.
Pictures with a cel phone can't do these babies justice.
A tub-o-chicks. Pure cheeping happiness.
Soccer, green lemonade, and baby chickens. I can't remember a weekend so nice.
Hope you all enjoy the last official day of Winter.
It feels like the middle of July to me.
Spring soccer season started again. Yeah. This momma loves watching the boy play soccer.
On the way home from the game, we ran through Chick Fil-A for some lunch, and the lemonade was dyed green for St. Patrick's Day. It made me giddy. I took a picture to share with y'all, but the photo doesn't really speak to me the way the lemonade did. It actually looked kinda yucky. But, trust me... it wasn't.
I also took the boy to a local farm store. No, I am not a farmer. I am the daughter and the grand-daughter of farmers, however. So the farm store is a place I can appreciate. I had an ulterior motive for going.... I heard a rumor they had baby chickens.
The farm store did not disappoint.
Pictures with a cel phone can't do these babies justice.
A tub-o-chicks. Pure cheeping happiness.
Soccer, green lemonade, and baby chickens. I can't remember a weekend so nice.
Hope you all enjoy the last official day of Winter.
It feels like the middle of July to me.
Wednesday, March 14, 2012
Questions
There are some things on my mind.
1. How many fat free Fig Newtons can I consume before the calorie content completely overrules the whole "fat free" thing?
2. Why are Girl Scout cookies only sold one time a year? Those girls would never have to pay for a single stinkin' camp out again if they sold those cookies year-round. I could probably put a few of them through college with my purchases alone.
3. Why are 2 of my questions about cookies?
5. What should you make for a kid's school lunch if processed meats are SOOOO bad for you?
6. How do you get a puppy to stop barking at random nonsense but still let her know it's ok to bark at bad guys and boogie men?
7. Why is it 80 degrees on March 14th? I'm worried it will either be snowing in 2 weeks or 120 degrees by May.
8. Does anyone out there decorate for St. Patrick's Day? All the St. Patty's Day stuff on Pinterest is adorable; my motivation level is low, however.
That's it. I couldn't even come up with 10.
Happy Wednesday, folks.
1. How many fat free Fig Newtons can I consume before the calorie content completely overrules the whole "fat free" thing?
2. Why are Girl Scout cookies only sold one time a year? Those girls would never have to pay for a single stinkin' camp out again if they sold those cookies year-round. I could probably put a few of them through college with my purchases alone.
3. Why are 2 of my questions about cookies?
5. What should you make for a kid's school lunch if processed meats are SOOOO bad for you?
6. How do you get a puppy to stop barking at random nonsense but still let her know it's ok to bark at bad guys and boogie men?
7. Why is it 80 degrees on March 14th? I'm worried it will either be snowing in 2 weeks or 120 degrees by May.
8. Does anyone out there decorate for St. Patrick's Day? All the St. Patty's Day stuff on Pinterest is adorable; my motivation level is low, however.
That's it. I couldn't even come up with 10.
Happy Wednesday, folks.
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