Friday, January 23, 2009
So Cozy
It's something like 20F outside with some fresh snow on the ground. We are warm inside with pajamas and bathrobes. There's a pretty glow from our Christmas tree -- yes, it's still up and I like it, so there. The kids are bundled up with their comforters watching a movie. I'm sitting here with some brandied hot chocolate and looking forward to watching hilarious tv on Hulu. I'm pretty sure our picture belongs in Merriam-Webster under cozy and its synonyms.
Tuesday, January 20, 2009
Happy Inauguration Day!
Cheers, all!
I am watching history -- History, with a capital 'H'. I can tell my grandchildren that I watched the inauguration of the first black president of this country. What a moment this is.
Congratulations, President Obama!
I am watching history -- History, with a capital 'H'. I can tell my grandchildren that I watched the inauguration of the first black president of this country. What a moment this is.
Congratulations, President Obama!
Healthy Nutrition
I was at Starbucks this morning to order a Grande Skinny Vanilla Latte. As I waited for the barista to prepare my coffee, I noticed the breakfast food case. At the top is a sign that reads Healthy Breakfast Destination. I have eaten a food item from Starbucks exactly twice and neither time did the choices available strike me as healthy. I stepped closer to look at the choices, thinking that they had revamped their menu. But they haven't. The case was filled with croissants, frosted scones, iced cupcakes and doughnuts. What is healthy about any of these? I'd really like to know because maybe I've been depriving myself needlessly.
Friday, January 16, 2009
Free Rice
Over a year ago, I discovered the Free Rice Vocabulary Game. I e-mailed family and friends about it, told people at work about it and played it quite a bit. Then, as with most things, I forgot about it for a while.
On a whim, I clicked on my Free Rice bookmark tonight and went over to play. After a while, I noticed a link to Change Subjects so I clicked there and found whole new worlds of Free Rice games! They have added chemistry, math, grammar, art and foreign languages. It's a true nerd paradise!
This is exactly what I've been looking for. I can play games on the internet and I don't have to feel guilty about not doing anything for humanity or turning my brain to mush. I actually learned some stuff tonight and I earned over 10,000 grains of rice for hungry people. Woot!
On a whim, I clicked on my Free Rice bookmark tonight and went over to play. After a while, I noticed a link to Change Subjects so I clicked there and found whole new worlds of Free Rice games! They have added chemistry, math, grammar, art and foreign languages. It's a true nerd paradise!
This is exactly what I've been looking for. I can play games on the internet and I don't have to feel guilty about not doing anything for humanity or turning my brain to mush. I actually learned some stuff tonight and I earned over 10,000 grains of rice for hungry people. Woot!
Monday, January 12, 2009
Wanna Hear About My Day?
Well, it started at 1:00 AM when I awoke to a stabbing pain in my left eye. Tears poured from it and I couldn't open it. I forced it open and flooded it with saline over the bathroom sink. That helped a very slight bit but I still couldn't sleep. I dozed off and woke repeatedly all night. Finally, around 6:30 I took a shower in the dark with both eyes closed because I couldn't stand the light.
I eased into opening my eye with the hall light on while waking the kids in their mostly darkened room. We went through the morning routine. I set the trash outside so I could take it to the dumpster on the way to the car and that is when I saw that there were 5 inches of snow on the ground. Magically, we were 20 minutes behind schedule.
I hurried the kids through the rest of their breakfast and stomped downstairs to dump the trash and shovel out the car. I also looked for Samuel's snow boots in the back of the car because I had found only Solomon and Miriam's when unpacking their Albuquerque things. Samuel's boots were not in the car which means they are in Albuquerque. When we all got outside, I carried Samuel to the car. This gets harder every week and it's nearly impossible when we are both wearing massive coats and the ground is slippery.
There was a traffic jam in the school parking lot. Someone bumped into someone else and with only one moving lane, the rest of us were stuck. I put on David Sedaris' When You Are Engulfed in Flames, CD 4 and made the best of it. Driving to work under normal circumstances takes 7 minutes, tops. Today it was a long, slow, skidding 25 minute drive, during which I tried to keep my windshield from re-freezing.
At work, I unveiled my freakish eye and everyone recoiled in horror. It was decided that the doctor I work with would give me some pontocaine and fluorescein, look at my eye under a black light and see if anything was still stuck in my eye or if this was just the effect of whatever was in my eye last night.
Only we were out of pontocaine because it expired 2 months ago. My nurse manager called the hospital pharmacies to see if we could order some and neither of them had any. Finally, the doctor called another pediatrician's office and told them about me. They agreed to administer some pontocaine if I walked over. So I did. Across the parking lot in 6 inches of snow, with my injured eye cupped behind my glove.
It was worth it, though. Within 3 seconds of that glorious drop contacing my eyeball, I was transported back to my former self. No more pain, no more squinting and avoiding light. I didn't even care that my eye was bright orange and yellow tears were now falling from my eye. I practically skipped back to our office.
In our treatment room, the doctor confirmed that there is, indeed a scratch just below my pupil. So he applied some antibiotic ointment and an eye patch. Yes, I look like a pirate. A pirate with glasses that are only affecting one eye.
After an hour or so, the pontocaine wore off and my eye began throbbing again. I answered a few phone calls, did my Monday control tests and wussed out. Everyone agreed that it would be fine for me to go home. After all, would you want someone with an eye patch and altered depth perception giving your child shots? Yeah, that's what I thought.
Only I couldn't go home yet. Samuel was still without snow boots. I removed my eye patch and proceeded to the store while alternately squinting and attempting to look normal. The sun reflecting off the snow was bad enough without already having eye pain so I stuck my sunglasses on over my real glasses. Perfect. I bought new snow boots as quickly as I could and came home.
I have since been reclining on the couch with a new eye patch and the remaining David Sedaris CDs. It's almost time to go pick up the kids but I've just gotten used to this patch again and hate to take it off. I think I'll walk to the school and loot it for treasure.
I eased into opening my eye with the hall light on while waking the kids in their mostly darkened room. We went through the morning routine. I set the trash outside so I could take it to the dumpster on the way to the car and that is when I saw that there were 5 inches of snow on the ground. Magically, we were 20 minutes behind schedule.
I hurried the kids through the rest of their breakfast and stomped downstairs to dump the trash and shovel out the car. I also looked for Samuel's snow boots in the back of the car because I had found only Solomon and Miriam's when unpacking their Albuquerque things. Samuel's boots were not in the car which means they are in Albuquerque. When we all got outside, I carried Samuel to the car. This gets harder every week and it's nearly impossible when we are both wearing massive coats and the ground is slippery.
There was a traffic jam in the school parking lot. Someone bumped into someone else and with only one moving lane, the rest of us were stuck. I put on David Sedaris' When You Are Engulfed in Flames, CD 4 and made the best of it. Driving to work under normal circumstances takes 7 minutes, tops. Today it was a long, slow, skidding 25 minute drive, during which I tried to keep my windshield from re-freezing.
At work, I unveiled my freakish eye and everyone recoiled in horror. It was decided that the doctor I work with would give me some pontocaine and fluorescein, look at my eye under a black light and see if anything was still stuck in my eye or if this was just the effect of whatever was in my eye last night.
Only we were out of pontocaine because it expired 2 months ago. My nurse manager called the hospital pharmacies to see if we could order some and neither of them had any. Finally, the doctor called another pediatrician's office and told them about me. They agreed to administer some pontocaine if I walked over. So I did. Across the parking lot in 6 inches of snow, with my injured eye cupped behind my glove.
It was worth it, though. Within 3 seconds of that glorious drop contacing my eyeball, I was transported back to my former self. No more pain, no more squinting and avoiding light. I didn't even care that my eye was bright orange and yellow tears were now falling from my eye. I practically skipped back to our office.
In our treatment room, the doctor confirmed that there is, indeed a scratch just below my pupil. So he applied some antibiotic ointment and an eye patch. Yes, I look like a pirate. A pirate with glasses that are only affecting one eye.
After an hour or so, the pontocaine wore off and my eye began throbbing again. I answered a few phone calls, did my Monday control tests and wussed out. Everyone agreed that it would be fine for me to go home. After all, would you want someone with an eye patch and altered depth perception giving your child shots? Yeah, that's what I thought.
Only I couldn't go home yet. Samuel was still without snow boots. I removed my eye patch and proceeded to the store while alternately squinting and attempting to look normal. The sun reflecting off the snow was bad enough without already having eye pain so I stuck my sunglasses on over my real glasses. Perfect. I bought new snow boots as quickly as I could and came home.
I have since been reclining on the couch with a new eye patch and the remaining David Sedaris CDs. It's almost time to go pick up the kids but I've just gotten used to this patch again and hate to take it off. I think I'll walk to the school and loot it for treasure.
Sunday, January 11, 2009
Kids' Eye View
Samuel calls Goodwill, "the old, broken toy store." I love the frankness of this child.
Marc Broussard
It was everything I dreamt of and more -- no exaggeration. Last night ranks in the Top 5 Evenings in my life. Delicious dinner, fun friends, excellent music. It doesn't get any better than that, really.
We went to Sushi Basho first. In case you didn't guess, it's a Japanese restaurant, including some sushi. I didn't particularly like sushi the first time I had it months ago but I actually liked everything I ate last night. We all had some good laughs.
Then we went to the tavern and heard parts of the opening acts: Josh Hoge and Jessie Baylin. Josh Hoge is pretty good. Jessie Baylin has a great voice but she doesn't have much variety in her repertoire. They were enjoyable, but mostly because of the anticipation of waiting for the main event.
And then ... then Mr. Broussard himself took the stage. I was blown away. His music is moving enough just listening on a CD or the laptop. In person, there are no words to describe it. Really. You should have been there.
We went to Sushi Basho first. In case you didn't guess, it's a Japanese restaurant, including some sushi. I didn't particularly like sushi the first time I had it months ago but I actually liked everything I ate last night. We all had some good laughs.
Then we went to the tavern and heard parts of the opening acts: Josh Hoge and Jessie Baylin. Josh Hoge is pretty good. Jessie Baylin has a great voice but she doesn't have much variety in her repertoire. They were enjoyable, but mostly because of the anticipation of waiting for the main event.
And then ... then Mr. Broussard himself took the stage. I was blown away. His music is moving enough just listening on a CD or the laptop. In person, there are no words to describe it. Really. You should have been there.
Thursday, January 8, 2009
Saturday Night
Get this. Marc Broussard will be in Littleton on Saturday night. And I will be there. Yep. I am in shock.
P.S. If you don't know who Marc Broussard is, you should. He's on my music playlist. He's awesome. Awe-some.
P.S. If you don't know who Marc Broussard is, you should. He's on my music playlist. He's awesome. Awe-some.
Friday, January 2, 2009
People Who Have the Power to Influence
I learned this morning that a family friend passed away last week. This wasn't a man I was close to; I hadn't seen him in years. He was just a man who was sort of always around. He and his wife were friends of my grandparents before I was born. He was involved in the church where I did most of my growing up. The couple were at church camps and conferences. I saw his name in newsletters and had fond memories of his smile and his soft-spoken manner. He was one of those genuinely nice people that adds a bit of brightness to the world. And now that he is gone, that brightness is fading.
He will be missed by many -- and by many that feel his loss infinitely more acutely than do I. My thoughts are with them now.
He will be missed by many -- and by many that feel his loss infinitely more acutely than do I. My thoughts are with them now.
Thursday, January 1, 2009
So Bigfoot Lives Upstairs, Right?
Well, now I have Terribly Thoughtless Downstairs Neighbors. It started this summer when they moved in and it's become progressively worse. I used to mildly dislike Terribly Thoughtless Downstairs Neighbors. Now I intensely dislike Terribly Thoughtless Downstairs Neighbors.
See, I like to keep my windows and patio door open in the summer to let the nice, dry, cool Colorado breezes blow through my apartment. But Terribly Thoughtless Downstairs Neighbors like to throw big parties and smoke cigarettes and Other Stuff on their patio. This precludes my opening doors and windows unless I want my apartment to smell like a bar in Texas. (I said 'bar in Texas' because you can smoke in bars in Texas but you can't smoke in bars in Colorado.)
And then there was never being able to park on this side of the building because Terribly Thoughtless Downstairs Neighbors' -- hence forth known as TTDN -- friends were taking up all the spots. TTDN must be very popular because there were always new people over. And the cars taking up all the good spots were different every day.
About two months ago, there was a drug bust for Other Stuff. That was freaky. I heard police outside yelling and banging on the door. Then things were very quiet downstairs for a couple of weeks. There wasn't so much of the Texas bar odor (But by then, who could tell? It was October and my doors and windows were shut.) and I could park in a decent spot. But TTDN's friends all returned eventually. I'm parking at the front of the building now and walking through the breeze way.
Last week TTDN started learning the guitar. You'd think that a novice guitar player would practice on an unplugged guitar first, or at least turn the amp way down. You know, to get the basics down? But TTDN must also be Completely Unembarrassed Downstairs Neighbor also because they don't care if everyone hears the missed chords and out-of-tune strumming that comes from them.
But now. Now TTDN has a dog. A very large, very loud, very persistent dog. I've never seen this dog because TTDN is thoughtless through and through and never walks this dog. But I've heard this dog. Oh, yes. Lots and lots and lots. It's why I bought ear plugs last week. And why I'm considering making up completely bogus, outrageous complaints against TTDN to take to the apartment manager and hoping to get them thrown out of the complex. :crosses fingers, toes, eyes and ears:
I'm just kidding. I'd never make up stuff about people. I don't think. But I would allow mychildren monkeys to jump and run and wrestle more than is usually allowed when we live in an upstairs apartment. You know, just to even out the terribly thoughtless actions occurring in both mine and TTDN's apartments.
See, I like to keep my windows and patio door open in the summer to let the nice, dry, cool Colorado breezes blow through my apartment. But Terribly Thoughtless Downstairs Neighbors like to throw big parties and smoke cigarettes and Other Stuff on their patio. This precludes my opening doors and windows unless I want my apartment to smell like a bar in Texas. (I said 'bar in Texas' because you can smoke in bars in Texas but you can't smoke in bars in Colorado.)
And then there was never being able to park on this side of the building because Terribly Thoughtless Downstairs Neighbors' -- hence forth known as TTDN -- friends were taking up all the spots. TTDN must be very popular because there were always new people over. And the cars taking up all the good spots were different every day.
About two months ago, there was a drug bust for Other Stuff. That was freaky. I heard police outside yelling and banging on the door. Then things were very quiet downstairs for a couple of weeks. There wasn't so much of the Texas bar odor (But by then, who could tell? It was October and my doors and windows were shut.) and I could park in a decent spot. But TTDN's friends all returned eventually. I'm parking at the front of the building now and walking through the breeze way.
Last week TTDN started learning the guitar. You'd think that a novice guitar player would practice on an unplugged guitar first, or at least turn the amp way down. You know, to get the basics down? But TTDN must also be Completely Unembarrassed Downstairs Neighbor also because they don't care if everyone hears the missed chords and out-of-tune strumming that comes from them.
But now. Now TTDN has a dog. A very large, very loud, very persistent dog. I've never seen this dog because TTDN is thoughtless through and through and never walks this dog. But I've heard this dog. Oh, yes. Lots and lots and lots. It's why I bought ear plugs last week. And why I'm considering making up completely bogus, outrageous complaints against TTDN to take to the apartment manager and hoping to get them thrown out of the complex. :crosses fingers, toes, eyes and ears:
I'm just kidding. I'd never make up stuff about people. I don't think. But I would allow my
Happy Birthday, Blog!
Happy birthday, to you!
Happy birthday, to you!
Happy birthday, dear Blo-og!
Happy birthday, to you!
Ahem. Thank you for indulging that moment of dorkiness. Really though, I am proud of my blog. It's been my creative outlet for one year now. I've recorded a lot of moments here. And I've stuck with it! That was one of my 2008 New Year's resolutions. Yay, me!
Speaking of New Year's resolutions ... my #1 resolution this year it to keep up with correspondence better than I have in the past. I am going to make a concerted effort to e-mail or write and send pictures more regularly. I'm a little apprehensive about posting this publicly because most of you that read my blog are family that I need to stay in touch with better. You all will have a front row seat to my progress on this. So, I will be strong and I will prevail! I will, I will, I will.
Love and best wishes to you all!
Happy birthday, to you!
Happy birthday, dear Blo-og!
Happy birthday, to you!
Ahem. Thank you for indulging that moment of dorkiness. Really though, I am proud of my blog. It's been my creative outlet for one year now. I've recorded a lot of moments here. And I've stuck with it! That was one of my 2008 New Year's resolutions. Yay, me!
Speaking of New Year's resolutions ... my #1 resolution this year it to keep up with correspondence better than I have in the past. I am going to make a concerted effort to e-mail or write and send pictures more regularly. I'm a little apprehensive about posting this publicly because most of you that read my blog are family that I need to stay in touch with better. You all will have a front row seat to my progress on this. So, I will be strong and I will prevail! I will, I will, I will.
Love and best wishes to you all!
Wednesday, December 31, 2008
Happy New Year!
Be safe, have fun and hug (and kiss) the ones you love! Best wishes in 2009!
Love,
Jessica
Love,
Jessica
Sunday, December 28, 2008
Happiness Is ...
... sitting on my couch with delicious coffee and my laptop.
... new music and finding myself in the lyrics.
... a clean house.
... a good night's sleep.
... Christmas over and (almost) the best one I could have asked for.
... watching my kids morph into mini-adults, with thoughts and opinions and goals.
... having a job I enjoy, am good at and am appreciated for.
... living in a place with 4 distinct seasons, mountains, electric blue skies and options, options, options.
... my Christmas tree.
... being content in this place. Right here, right now.
... new music and finding myself in the lyrics.
... a clean house.
... a good night's sleep.
... Christmas over and (almost) the best one I could have asked for.
... watching my kids morph into mini-adults, with thoughts and opinions and goals.
... having a job I enjoy, am good at and am appreciated for.
... living in a place with 4 distinct seasons, mountains, electric blue skies and options, options, options.
... my Christmas tree.
... being content in this place. Right here, right now.
Wednesday, December 24, 2008
What Christmas Looks Like Here
This is the first year for my children and me to celebrate Christmas our way. In contemplating what traditions I'd like to start, I thought of a lot of things that we could do or that I know other people do. But I finally settled on a couple of things that we really like.
This afternoon we saw The Tale of Despereaux. When we left the theater, we drove around looking at Christmas lights in neighborhoods we've never seen. We got lost. Hey, it was dark and we were in a town I haven't spent much time in.
When we came home, we lit all the Christmas candles we have and sat around the table in our pajamas. We drank hot chocolate and talked about all the great things that have happened this year. We talked about the things we look forward to next year. We talked about last Christmas, which was spent less than a mile from here in a blizzard.
I gave each child the one gift that I knew would make an impact tonight. I know they'll like the rest of their things but these particular gifts were the "really cool" ones. Right now, they are watching The Polar Express and clutching their "really cool" gifts. I have the beginnings of homemade cinnamon rolls on the stove. I will finish wrapping a few family gifts tonight and bake the cinnamon rolls.
In the morning we will unwrap the rest of our gifts and have Eggs Benedict and cinnamon rolls for breakfast. We will be lazy, enjoy our gifts and watch A Christmas Story on television. Then we'll head over to Jennifer and Caleb's for Christmas dinner. It's going to be a great day.
Obviously, not every Christmas will be like this one. But I think we'll definitely go light browsing, watch a Christmas movie or two, talk about the past year and have cinnamon rolls and Eggs Benedict. It sounds good to me!
Merry Christmas, all!
P.S. The kids were not impressed with my Eggs Benedict. I guess we'll have to scratch that one. Bummer.
This afternoon we saw The Tale of Despereaux. When we left the theater, we drove around looking at Christmas lights in neighborhoods we've never seen. We got lost. Hey, it was dark and we were in a town I haven't spent much time in.
When we came home, we lit all the Christmas candles we have and sat around the table in our pajamas. We drank hot chocolate and talked about all the great things that have happened this year. We talked about the things we look forward to next year. We talked about last Christmas, which was spent less than a mile from here in a blizzard.
I gave each child the one gift that I knew would make an impact tonight. I know they'll like the rest of their things but these particular gifts were the "really cool" ones. Right now, they are watching The Polar Express and clutching their "really cool" gifts. I have the beginnings of homemade cinnamon rolls on the stove. I will finish wrapping a few family gifts tonight and bake the cinnamon rolls.
In the morning we will unwrap the rest of our gifts and have Eggs Benedict and cinnamon rolls for breakfast. We will be lazy, enjoy our gifts and watch A Christmas Story on television. Then we'll head over to Jennifer and Caleb's for Christmas dinner. It's going to be a great day.
Obviously, not every Christmas will be like this one. But I think we'll definitely go light browsing, watch a Christmas movie or two, talk about the past year and have cinnamon rolls and Eggs Benedict. It sounds good to me!
Merry Christmas, all!
P.S. The kids were not impressed with my Eggs Benedict. I guess we'll have to scratch that one. Bummer.
Tuesday, December 23, 2008
I Spit-Laughed
I've been told by various people that Arrested Development is/was the best television show ever. I finally started watching it on Hulu and I am only sad that I didn't watch it sooner. Jennifer and I watched the first 5 episodes last night and I am embarrassed to admit that I made a fool of myself. Not only did I spill an entire glass of red wine, but I also laughed so hard I spit a mouthful of water on myself, the sofa, the coffee table and the floor.
Don't tell Jim Halpert, but I might have a new favorite television show.
Tuesday, December 16, 2008
Tomorrow's To Do List
I am, unexpectedly, not working tomorrow morning and possibly not the afternoon, either. This is nice because I have a bunch of stuff that really needs doing and extra free time is so needed. In order to maximize my time (I've been known to waste entire mornings at this laptop with coffee in my hand), I'm making a list. I will cross off everything I do to keep myself accountable.
Alright. It's bedtime and I'm already one step ahead of tomorrow. I hope to keep it that way.
organize my desk, file old bills and school projects- fold two loads of laundry
sweep and mop all hard surface floorsmake a Target runpick up the Holiday Shop gifts Samuel left at schoolsend candy grams to the kids at schoolfinish making _________ for some Christmas gifts- dust the furniture
unload the dishwasher
Alright. It's bedtime and I'm already one step ahead of tomorrow. I hope to keep it that way.
Family
I consider myself a very fortunate person when it comes to family. I really enjoy my family. Really, though most of my family is biological and choice in the matter is limited; not a bad thing at all, I'm just sayin'. Obviously, we all make the choice to spend time together but it's an easy choice. I got lucky.
One of my family members is a family member by choice, though. He became part of our family when he married my sister. He's extremely intelligent, funny and just plain fun to be around. I see those qualities a lot. He's also generous and he demonstrated that exceptionally this week.
As I mentioned on Sunday, my parking brake froze on Saturday night. My brother-in-law made it his mission on Sunday to get my vehicle drivable again. It was cold, the weather was nasty and I'm pretty sure he'd have preferred to watch football. Then, when my car again didn't run on Monday morning, he came over to pick up the kids and me. He dropped us off at school and work, making himself late for work. Finally, he came over yesterday evening when it was dark and 0 F to work on my car again. He fought with it all the way down a very busy street to drop it off at a brake shop.
Caleb. Thank you, thank you, thank you. A million times, thank you.
And while I'm at it, let me brag on my sister, too. She doesn't think so, but she possesses enormous patience and self-control. She never hesitates to open her home and volunteer herself for watching my children when I have to work. She goes out of her way to do fun things with all the kids. She's constantly feeding us and doing various other things that make my life easier. While my vehicle was out of commission she drove across town 6 separate times to pick us up or drop us off. She's like another mother to my children. And she's my best friend.
I am so very fortunate to have these two people in my life. They're wonderful individuals and a great team. I can't think of two people better suited to each other. (Unless you count my parents, or maybe my grandparents. I told you I was fortunate.) They are raising two cool little boys and I know one day those boys will realize how fortunate they are to have these parents.
I love you guys.
I know it sounds awfully convenient to be saying all of this after the couple of days I've had. But you know, when things like this happen it makes me so grateful for the family I have.
One of my family members is a family member by choice, though. He became part of our family when he married my sister. He's extremely intelligent, funny and just plain fun to be around. I see those qualities a lot. He's also generous and he demonstrated that exceptionally this week.
As I mentioned on Sunday, my parking brake froze on Saturday night. My brother-in-law made it his mission on Sunday to get my vehicle drivable again. It was cold, the weather was nasty and I'm pretty sure he'd have preferred to watch football. Then, when my car again didn't run on Monday morning, he came over to pick up the kids and me. He dropped us off at school and work, making himself late for work. Finally, he came over yesterday evening when it was dark and 0 F to work on my car again. He fought with it all the way down a very busy street to drop it off at a brake shop.
Caleb. Thank you, thank you, thank you. A million times, thank you.
And while I'm at it, let me brag on my sister, too. She doesn't think so, but she possesses enormous patience and self-control. She never hesitates to open her home and volunteer herself for watching my children when I have to work. She goes out of her way to do fun things with all the kids. She's constantly feeding us and doing various other things that make my life easier. While my vehicle was out of commission she drove across town 6 separate times to pick us up or drop us off. She's like another mother to my children. And she's my best friend.
I am so very fortunate to have these two people in my life. They're wonderful individuals and a great team. I can't think of two people better suited to each other. (Unless you count my parents, or maybe my grandparents. I told you I was fortunate.) They are raising two cool little boys and I know one day those boys will realize how fortunate they are to have these parents.
I love you guys.
I know it sounds awfully convenient to be saying all of this after the couple of days I've had. But you know, when things like this happen it makes me so grateful for the family I have.
Monday, December 15, 2008
Loss of Innocence
Poor Solomon. A friend lied to him today. He said it's the first time anyone has ever lied to him and his feelings are really hurt.
I've been told that it only gets harder to be a parent as your children grow older. This is one of the reasons that is true.
I've been told that it only gets harder to be a parent as your children grow older. This is one of the reasons that is true.
Sunday, December 14, 2008
The Mom Song
I think this woman has been a fly on the wall in my home. I'm tired just listening to her.
Today Didn't Go As Planned
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When this happens, do not leave your emergency brake set. If you do, you might spend 3 hours of your day trying to buy snow chains, contemplating new tires and finally discovering that the emergency brake was simply frozen. In conclusion, do not leave your emergency brake set all night. Lesson learned.
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