Sunday, December 31, 2006
I try to avoid making any resolutions. I do OK with the short term aspect of any resolution. It is the long term follow through that gets me down every time. So, I'll stick with my usual plan to do better and try harder. And when I get off track for whatever lame excuse, then I just need to pick myself back up and get back on track.
Friday, December 29, 2006
She is his blanket to warm him on a cold winter night. She is the food that satisfies his hungry spirit. She is his shelter from the storm, his comofrt in times of pain, his nursemaid to heal all his hurts. She is the wind that lifts him up when he has fallen. She is encouragement that guides him forward. She is the love that brought him here. She is his mother.
I'm oh so happy not to have to look at those trash cans full of stuff any longer. And worry about the critters coming out at night and feasting on the contents...leaving a mess for us to pick up.
Now, I"m not really complaining as cleaning a bathroom is way easier than carpet, bed linens and all that in between. I'm just wondering...how does he do it?
PS: He's fine now. Yep, he'd eased up on his saline nose sprays and voila...he gets a nosebleed. Even he made that connection so maybe we won't have an early morning wake up calls again now that he realizes the stuff really does help.
Thursday, December 28, 2006
But, the chores are pretty much caught up and I'm hoping to ride this storm out in the craft room. Got me another Operation Make Her Cry underway. Just maybe I'll get it finished before we head out to California next week.
Yet just like last week, the storm moves in and my motivation disappears and all that seems worth doing involves the couch, a pillow and a cozy blanket...maybe after my nap...
Wednesday, December 27, 2006
Apparently, there is another storm system starting to build. The weather folks are playing it cautious, but if you read between the lines and listen to what they aren't telling us, then one can only assume it means more snow in "measurable" amounts.
Tuesday, December 26, 2006
Sunday, December 24, 2006
Now off I go, because we know that Santa won't come as long as we're all awake...
Friday, December 22, 2006
Thursday, December 21, 2006
Wednesday, December 20, 2006
If you are Thing Two, you find ways to entertain yourself. So far today, you've helped your dad shovel (help being a term up for debate if you ask Hubby). You also finished your very detailed drawing and started work on your own go-cart, pausing for a quick round of Mario Double Dash for "inspiration".
The closest thing to heaven on this planet anywhere
Is a quiet Christmas morning in the Colorado snow!
Tuesday, December 19, 2006
With just a momentary pause, he quickly said "well, not Jericho Court, because you live here".
A little longer pause and he says "I guess wherever my wife tells me"
Such a smart little 7yr old we're raising!
So, as of 4pm, I've finished 3 loads of laundry (folded and put away!), wiped down two bathrooms and mopped one kitchen floor....all while the boys have played happily with their friend.
Their mysterious good behavior can only mean...they know that HE'S watching and we're getting down to those final days of Santa double checking his list.
Yep, it is the most wonderful time of year!
Monday, December 18, 2006
OMFSM! Doesn't anyone in/around Lone Tree work? Come on folks, this is Monday. The only people that should be out shopping are us moms and the retired folks. Nooooooooooooooo, it seemed like everyone was there to include me and the Things.
They of course did great. Once again, with that keen sense kids have of knowing "today AIN"T the day to mess with Momma", they were delightful little boys, entertaining each other as we got stuck in traffic getting into the parking lot, inside the store and again, just trying to get out of the parking lot.
Their patience was rewarded with an extra box of Gummi Bear treats.
But next time, I'm paying for those photos to be shipped to the house.
Sunday, December 17, 2006
But, today I raise the white flag and admit, he's right this time.
A couple months back, Target had these adorable kits on clearance. One was an accordion album and the other was an envelope album. Ooh, they looked so pretty. They were packaged all nice and neatly in this really nicely constructed box and it said "all materials included". Ooh: I loaded up my cart and had that happy glow of "I know what I'm giving to her and her and maybe even her for Christmas!"
I put them in the closet and in accordance with my Holiday schedule (us Martha's have to do the Holiday prep thing in a certain order or else we get all frantic and confused), this morning I pulled the first one out to start working on it.
Ugh! Yuck! I now know there was a reason these kits were marked WAY done. The weight of the paper (or should say lack thereof) is less than the Things stash of construction paper. When I tried to adhere it, it wrinkled something fierce. Still confident I could make use of these supplies, I tried putting pictures on top of the wrinkled cheap paper.
Now I have something with pretty pictures on top of crappy, wrinkled, thin paper. ICKY! The pages look worse than my first layouts I did back in 1995 when I first discovered scrapbooking (and if you craft anything, you know your earliest works are not some of your best work)
He's right...this kit is indeed the epitome of craft crap.
So, my attempt to make some homemade gifts from the heart have come to an end. Tomorrow I'm cleaning it all up and calling it a wrap. 'Tis the season to move on or we'll never make it to Christmas in a sane state.
Oh well, at least my homemade fudge and Carmel corn turned out perfectly....
Saturday, December 16, 2006
Friday, December 15, 2006
Yet the good news is that we made it! Without totally losing it. Without freaking out over some little detail that really doesn't matter ( I admit I came close last night but a session of TiVo watching with Hubby helped me regroup and refocus and turn off my inner-alpha mom). Without Thing Two being expelled for inappropriate dress. Basically it was a week without major stress despite the hectic pace. OK, perhaps the only thing missing was Johnny's brother showing up in his cute little shorts. But, oh well...maybe next time?
And, I even made the grouchy crossing guard laugh! She's a stickler for rules and so I said to my quartet of merry men, "If any of you jay walk (her pet peeve), you'll have to sit out for the first 5 minutes of Happy Hour!". She just laughed and laughed, and now I realize it was a pretty not so Martha comment to shout out with all sorts of listening moms. What's up with that Mom? (and maybe they were wondering how they score an invite, well ladies, my dance card is full!)
Now, lets see how long I last before I'm begging to send them back to school. Anyone care to wager a bet?
Wednesday, December 13, 2006
What's the worry? That Jane will borrow mommy's very special nightie? You know the one she wears when the visa bill shows up and she has to show it to Daddy?
Or so they say.
I must admit, I've never had the pleasure of actually seeing a real Wishblade. For all I know, there are just a bunch of Alpha Scrapbookers, slaving away hand cutting these gorgeous titles and then in standard Alpha Mom fashion they dismiss it is as "oh, just a little something I put together last night!". The concept of a magical machine that does the work is just to throw us not so Alphas off their case.
But just like that little boy up the street who just knows Santa is bringing him a Spy Car, I too hold out hope that there really is a Wishblade out there!
Monday, December 11, 2006
Saturday, December 09, 2006
Just now Thing Two was giggling about two new words he learned from the movie: "hey mom, I'm sitting on my spinster". Oh really...OK, you have obviously misunderstood the word but I really don't feel like correcting you.
And then there was the new code word for boy parts. They heard tiddlywink. I can so live with that.
But, I'm sure if the fascination with this movie continues, they will learn the correct pronunciation for both words and the joke will no longer be quite as funny. So for now, I'm sitting here, sipping my coffee and chuckling to myself.
*update on to do list: local Christmas cards are further along the path to completion. Christmas shopping also saw a little action yesterday. But the sun is out and the Things need some fresh air so I've put the chores on hold in favor of supervising them in the front yard.
Friday, December 08, 2006
To do this weekend:
- Finish up Christmas cards. The non-local cards went out weeks ago. But, I had this wild hair to make homemade cards for those in the area. That's about as far as I've gotten: coming up with the idea.
- Work on cards to go with the assorted gift cards that need to be passed out at school next week. Again, I got the gift cards ordered (here is my shameless plug: use your schools script program if they have such a program. It helps make shopping a little easier and your school's PTO benefits a little bit). But, I need to write a nice little note to go with the gifts. I'm sticking with the predictable but ever popular restaurant gift cards (my favorite imaginary teacher pal, Suite Sioux, has trained me well in the importance of keeping it simple and practical)
- Do a little baking but DON"T EAT IT ALL. Yes, that means you Miss. "I wonder why my jeans are so tight" Martha.
- Finish up the Christmas shopping. Those last few items are always the toughest. I'd tell you what they were but Hubby reads my blog (ah, now we know the real reason why I don't bitch about the hubby on the blog! The truth has finally come out.)
- Figure out where to stay in San Diego. And book the darn room, OK? It isn't rocket science you know. Once again, I am putting way too much time into finding the best deal out there. (ah, but i did finally find a coupon for a free admission to Legoland with the purchase of an adult ticket)
OK, if you read this far, I shall reward your curiosity with a photo. As this has been a rather boring post but just hopefully it will inspire me to stay on task this weekend.
Thursday, December 07, 2006
Wednesday, December 06, 2006
Says she who learned that Hollywood video isn't carrying season two.
2. I forgot to let the folks at Seattle's Best know...you really are the best! I ran out of your stuff two days ago, and I've been in a foul mood ever since...must.re-stock.supply! I'll even buy it without a coupon! (which if you know me, you know i rarely buy anything that isn't on sale or I have a coupon for, at least food wise).
- The challenge: Write 5 open letters. People, places, objects, animals. It doesn't matter. Write 5 succinct letters and express what you can't express in person. Strangers? People you'll never see again? People you're afraid to be completely honest with? Corporations? Celebrities? Your sister's cats? Write to 'em.Angry? Disgusted?Enthralled?Amused?In awe?Annoyed?Admiring?Write about it. 5 of 'em.
To the 65 Library Patron on the Waiting List for Season 2 of House:
I just read a review and apparently it is a really crappy season.
You should just go ahead and take your name off the list.
Sincerely: Anxiously waiting Patron #66.
Yeah, you on the end of the cul de sac. You see me. You see my kids
Try smiling or waving. It is the neighborly thing to do.
OK, so maybe I don't really want to meet you...but could you at least introduce
me to your dog? He looks so friendly.
The lady without the dog on the Court
You do realize nobody likes a martyr, right?
Either do the work because you like to. Or don't do it because it is more than you
can cope with. But please, only at Burger King can you have it both ways.
Missing Bag of Caramel Corn
Come out come out wherever you are!
I know you are hiding in that pantry somewhere.
Because seriously, I don't think I could have eaten all of the caramel corn that was
supposed to have been part of Christmas presents.
Me with the fully belly and caramel corn crumbs on my shirt
Much as the Things loved getting to go sledding, can you shorten the duration of the
next storm? Hubby needs to be on his motorcycle if we are all to stay sane and you
just took a little too much time melting the ice this last time. Oh better, yet, just give us
the snow. Leave the ice for the southerners.
Wife who knows a happy Hubby makes for a Happy Home
Sunday, December 03, 2006
Saturday, December 02, 2006
- People have only one way to be
- Buy, don't rent
- You can't be friends with people who call after 11pm
- You never know
- Anything you think is wrong with your body at the age of 35 you will be nostalgic for at 45 (I'm not at 45 yet, but I oh so get this one already!)
- Write everything down
- Take more pictures
- There's no point in making pie crust from scratch
- The reason you're waking up in the middle of the night is the second glass of wine
- Back up your files
- Never Let them know
- There are no secrets
Friday, December 01, 2006
Although I'm tired of the cold and wishing it would warm up, I have found a positive spin on this cold snap. You see, usually our snow comes and goes so fast you might be lucky to get one or two days of sledding out of a storm before you are seeing bare grass. That Rocky Mountain sunshine just melts it all away. You must always be prepared to act quickly when it comes to playing in the snow.
But, that is not the case with this most recent storm. Today marked the third day in a row that the Things sledded after school. And I have officially been crowned cool mom for suffering through that cold 3 afternoons in a row while the boys frolicked and played in this winter wonderland. But, it was worth ever frozen digit to see them both laughing and enjoying the simple act of playing in the snow!
Wednesday, November 29, 2006
Who knows how A will cope with the loss of his dad. I smile as I recall running into this family within our neighborhood. A was so proud and excited when he spotted me, telling me "HI P's Mom! This is my Dad, we're shopping". And, then whenever A would see me at school he would say "I saw you at the furniture store when I was shopping with my dad."
And although this encounter happened easily some 4 years ago, A continues to retell this story whenever we would meet at school. Over and Over. Always with the same amount of enthusiasm and pure delight. I would tease him "A, we've got to find you a new story to tell".
I'm afraid he got just such a story today.
Yes, A has autism and who knows how he will process this loss. Just the same, my heart is breaking for a family I barely know as they cope with the reality that you just don't know when you'll be called Home.
Ecclesiastes 3:1,2 and 4 - "There is a time for everything and a season for every activity under the heaven:a time to be born and a time to die......a time to weep and a time to laugh,a time to mourn and a time to dance..."