Wednesday, December 28, 2005


Me helping Samuel on his training skateboard (thanks to W&J&L!) Beautiful nature there in the background. The view just to the right of us is spectacular! Posted by Picasa

Sally on her new scooter (thanks to W&J&L!) Posted by Picasa

Some pictures at last! Thanks, Mom, for sending them to me! OK everyone, this is Stu's mom and step-dad's new house. Well, it's the middle section of the house. Posted by Picasa

Tuesday, December 27, 2005

Home Again

We are home after a nice visit with Stu's extended family. We saw lots and lots of family on Christmas Eve, and then we went to his mom and step-dad's new house north of Sacramento. It is a beautiful house with spectacular views, and we had a great time there. Sadly, I forgot my camera. (Anyone with good pics of the kids, please email them to me! Thanks!) If I had it with me, you'd be looking at several shots of trees and rolling hills. Beautiful views. You'd also be looking at several pics of my cute niece, who is a delight. When she smiles at you and wrinkles up her nose, she just melts your heart.

We left there at noon, and didn't get home until 10:40 pm. It was an awful trip, since I have a head cold and the pressure from coming down the mountains plugged up my ears in a most painful way. However, nobody threw up, and we didn't get into any accidents or have any unfortunate situations, so I'm very thankful for that. Also, we were able to listen to the book, Prince Caspian (of the Chronicles of Narnia series), which helped to pass the time.

So now it's unpacking, laundry, and rest to try and shake this cold. I may need to go to the store for some pringles . . . .

Thursday, December 22, 2005


Merry Christmas! Posted by Picasa

Watching The Grinch (cartoon version) and drifting off to sleep. It's a family tradition. (Thank you, J and S, for the comfy blanket. We love it!) Posted by Picasa

Wednesday, December 21, 2005

Three Things Thursday

Christmas Past - Babes in Toyland.

Here's some pics of me and my babies at Christmas. (I know it's not Thursday, but it is a little crazy around here, so I thought, Better to post early than late! )
PS ~ Don't bother clicking on the pics for a larger version, because I messed up the settings somehow and the archive sizes are actually smaller! I'm not sure how I did THAT.

(1) Christmas, 2003. Sally is four years old, and Samuel is six months old. We were finally getting settled in our new house, my painful gall bladder had been removed the month before and I was feeling better, and Samuel was sleeping all night (at least I think he was). Good times. Posted by Picasa

(2) Christmas, 2000. Here I am with Sally, who is sixteen months old. That's my dad on the right. Sally and I are opening a little dollhouse that she got from Santa. Posted by Picasa

(3) Christmas, 1997. At least, I'm pretty sure it's from 1997. My baby then was our dog, Sambo (who's name has been changed to Simba). He's almost a year old here. Posted by Picasa

Monday, December 19, 2005

Signing off . . .

. . . for a few days. We are going to move the computer desk (double yikes!) to a new location in our house, so I'm going to be off the e-map for a few days. Not to worry - I can always post from my daughter's computer in a pinch. I'll be back for Three Things Thursdays :) and it will be my Christmas Past edition. (ooh, anticipation!)

Glimpses of Heaven

Our church service this Sunday was near perfect. All right - it was perfect, but for the sadness of saying goodbye to my good friends, Ted and Jaymarie. We prayed for them, and the tears came to all of us who were holding them back, trying to make our last memories happy ones. We broke. We cried. We prayed for them, for their safety, for God's guidance, for His peace. Then Stuart gave a short talk on Love and lit the fourth advent candle. I may be biased, but he was great. Bible verses, quotes from favorite Christmas carols, and some lead-in material to the sermon, which was all about my FAVORITE Christmas movie, "It's a Wonderful Life". Our pastor chose lots of clips, which made me cry all over again. Then he showed the last scene, where the town comes in with all the money, and the sound was turned off and Tyrone Wells sang "When All is Said and Done". (The song title link is a site that has a link to the song - you should listen to it. It's amazing.) It was so moving. The whole morning, I felt like the physical world and the spiritual world were overlapping a little bit, and I could almost see Heaven. Almost.

And I did feel like the richest girl in town, because I have such excellent friends.

Friday, December 16, 2005

Favorite Fotos Friday


This was Sally on Sunday at our church. She did a dance number with one other girl while the kids sang "Do You Hear What I Hear?". She did such a great job! Posted by Picasa

Thursday, December 15, 2005

Three Things Thursday

Today I'm doing three Christmas decorations in my house. A photo TTT! I'm trying very hard to relax (sounds like a contradiction, no?) and enjoy the season, so I did not haul out every decoration I own, and I am trying not to be too picky about the fact that I have two opinionated young kids in the house, and we have conflicting tastes when it comes to the concepts of 'matching' and 'tacky'. Anyway, enjoy three of my favorite decorations this year:

(1) Red & Gold Christmas decorations. That's a large vase full of mini reeses peanut butter cups, that I let the kids sneak and they think that I don't know. Posted by Picasa

(2) The VeggieTales Nativity. Please appreciate my growing photography skills - I got a pic with the blinking carrot-star light on - on the first try! She blinks and sings O Little Town Of Bethlehem. Posted by Picasa

(3) The stockings were hung on the overcrowded bookcase with care . . . Stockings lovingly made by my mom. Aren't they so beautiful? (PS ~ If you look at this picture larger, check out my sock and Sally's sock. Sally was pouting yesterday as she looked at them. "That one (pointing to mine) should be mine!" she said. I tried to explain that ours were very similar, with the Baby Jesus and the animals. "Yes, but you have Mary and Moses on yours!" Mary and Joseph, sweetie. You were close.) Posted by Picasa

Wednesday, December 14, 2005

The Boy's New PJ's


"I no take off my jammas. I Pider Man!" (We're going on 36 hours in these 'jammas' now.) Posted by Picasa

Not that swear word!

At a Christmas party this weekend, Sally and Samuel had a blast playing with several other kids. Some of the kids' parents were not attending. One of those parentless kids has a larger vocabulary than Sally. She ran into the kitchen, where I was, and announced that a boy was swearing.

Me: "Why are you telling me this?"
Sally: "He said a bad word and his mom isn't here."
Me: "What would you like me to do then?"
Sally: (silence)
Me: "Would you like me to speak with him?"
Sally: "Yeah, and yell at him, too."

(OK, this is not the verbatum conversation, but this is the heart of it. She wanted some consequences for this kid, and fast.)

So I find the offender, and ask him to please watch his words since there are young children present, and I really don't want them to learn to swear. He was evasive, embarrassed - everything an eight year old boy caught in the act should be. Sally was on the couch, thinking hard and talking to herself.

Sally: "He said, um, what was it? Oh yeah, 'piece of . . ' . . . Mom, what's the swear word that starts with C?"
Me: (thankful that I heard her mumblings and knew what word she was talking about, and so thankful it wasn't another word . . . .) "Crap?"
Sally: "YES. That's the one he said. THAT ONE. "Piece of," then he said it."
Me: "Actually, that's not really a swear word, but one that I would prefer that you don't say. OK?"
Sally: "OK."

Later, I heard that same kid use the word "ship" in place of the S word. I let him have it again. Really, do kids think they are fooling us with that? It didn't work when we tried it thirty years ago, it's not gonna work now. Give it up.

Tuesday, December 13, 2005

It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas . . .

I love on-line shopping. No parking, no lines, no making crazy deals with God to help you get home and get your kid fed before he falls asleep. I start saving my catalouges in October so I have lots of options. I have a whole shopping bag full of them. And, very soon, they will all go in the trash: the sign that my shopping for the year is finished.

Monday, December 12, 2005

Christmas Carols

Sitting in church on Sunday, I realized that I love the wording of Christmas songs. Like this:

"Joy to the world; the Lord is come. Let earth receive her King."

Earth receiving her King. That is just excellent phrasing. It's so descriptive, yet so concise at the same time. It's rich language. Here's another favorite:

"Oh come oh come Emmanuel. And ransom captive Israel."

Ransom captive Israel. What a joyous season this is!

Sidebar News

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Friday, December 09, 2005

Favorite Fotos Friday

While I don't take enough pictures to play Four (or Five) Fotos Friday with Sherry, I'm going to try and post my favorite photo of the week. This week's winners:

Samuel fell asleep while watching Go Diego Go and used the wipes box as a pillow. Posted by Picasa

Samuel said to me, "Wook Mom, triangle!" Yep - that's my boy. Posted by Picasa

Thursday, December 08, 2005

Three Things Thursday

~ My Favorite Games ~

(1) Liverpool Rummy ~ My family just loves to play Liverpool Rummy. Whenever we are together, we usually play at least one game (usually more!). (Note to family: I just learned that it is really called Contract Rummy, but I don't care. There is a Liverpool Rummy, but we don't play those rules. Funny, huh?)

(2) Settlers of Catan ~ Our friends, Dave & Rachel and John & Melinda, introduced us to this game. I was hooked on the on-line version awhile back, but I thankfully got it out of my system.

(3) Cribbage ~ My friend, Stephenee, taught me how to play. It makes me really happy to play because it reminds me of my grandpa, who used to play cribbage every chance he could. He loved the game. I remember hearing, "Fifteen two, fifteen four, fifteen six, and a pair is eight" for as long as I can remember, and now I know what that means!

Wednesday, December 07, 2005

The King Rules

Our new mattress was delivered yesterday, and ooohhh do I love it! As you would expect, Mommy and Daddy getting a new bed prompted all kinds of bad dreams and middle of the night scary monsters, so that all four of us ended up in the bed. And guess what? We all fit. And when one wiggly little body moves around, you can't feel it at all. Just like the commercial. God bless NASA, the fine folks at Fagerdala World Foams of Sweden, and Overstock.com.

Oh, and we are all almost better. As in not sick anymore. It's a good day.

Monday, December 05, 2005

Better but not back to normal

WARNING: This post contains graphic mucus references. Read at your own risk!

Samuel continues to get better, but is still not totally himself. I'm pretty sure he just needs to eat more and rest more, and he would be fine. Oh, and blow his nose. Poor stubborn kid - he really needs to blow his nose, but he refuses. I've tried to be understanding and patient with him, but this morning I reached my limit. He was choking in the night, almost made himself throw up, and he could barely breathe. I looked at Stuart and said, "It HAS to come out. Will you help me?" He said yes, but I don't think he was totally prepared for what followed. After trying several times to coax the boy into blowing - which he can do perfectly well on his own - Stuart held his arms down and I used the nasal aspirator. Copious amounts of stuff came out, and Stuart says, "Oh gross! That has to come out." Yes, it needs to come out or he'll never get better.

Later this morning, round two. Only this time, I'll be flying solo.

Saturday, December 03, 2005

Survived The Night

After being sort-of sick for a day, Samuel kicked it into high gear last night with a fever of 103. The Tylenol that I gave him at 10:30 pm didn't work, so we made him drink water, opened the windows to cool down the room, and I tried to put a cool washcloth on his forehead. It finally dropped down to under 100, and we all went to bed in our bedroom around 12:30 - both kids in a bed of blankets on our floor. I woke up several times in the night to check his temperature, and almost cried with relief when he was cool. I woke up to his little voice - "Mom, I want milk pweese. And I watch Bob."

So thankful he's better. So very tired.

Friday, December 02, 2005

The IKEA story

As we were discussing what to do with our bedroom (which is a bit of a mess since we put in a new window, covered an old one, and still have not patched up the drywall or painted since we moved in), Stuart came up with the brilliant plan: let's get new bedroom furniture. Our old stuff was bought from a neighbor about eight years ago, and it has served us well. It's dark wood, and it's big, and there is lots of it. Oh, and it is a queen size bed, and because of the way the bedstands connect together, we can't upgrade to a king size bed with this set. So, we head off to IKEA to check stuff out. We find some we like, and make some notes, and head home to measure, plan, and dream.

That was the week before Thanksgiving. Thanksgiving Day, Stuart finds the 10% off ad, which is this: if you arrive before 10:00 am on Friday, then you will get 10% off of your entire order. There's a catch, though: Stu had to work Friday morning. So I went with the kids. Now, my friend S offered to watch them for me, but I wanted to take the carpool lane, and I was planning on getting everything delivered. That seems sensible, right? Right? So I get to IKEA, and it's not a complete madhouse, but it is very crowded. I find my bedroom set, wait in line to get some help (which wasn't too long), and ordered up my bed frame. Problem: the rest of the stuff is in the self serve warehouse. No problem: I won't be discouraged. I think, I'll just go down there and arrange the delivery.

So I go downstairs, where I find some lamps and sheets that I need (got to get bigger sheets, you know), and go to the self-serve help desk. Problem: I have to get the items I want, take them to the checkout, pay for them, and then arrange for delivery. This is my first sign that things will not be as I planned. So I pay for my sheets and such, and think of a way to do this. By this time, Samuel is asleep, sitting in the shopping cart, leaning against me. I can't do this with him. But - inspiration! I have the small stroller in the car, which Sally can push. I get everything to the car, put Samuel in the stroller, and ask Sally to help me. She does in exchange for an ice cream. So I get an ice cream for her and a roll and coffee for me and we sit in the cafe for awhile.

Sally and I go and load up two dressers and two nightstands without too much trouble and head to check out. By now, Samuel is awake and realizing that he got ripped off because he slept through the ice cream bit. So I bribe him with a large chocolate bar, and we stand in an incredibly slow-moving long line, with a young child in the next lane who insisted on banging his stroller against my cart while his ditzy dad stared off into space. The whole time, my nutty brain is telling me, You've come this far, may as well just put it in the car and save the delivery fee. Which, of course, I do.

But that is not the end. No, the bed frame must be picked up at the special item pick up door. (Love IKEA stuff, hate IKEA procedure.) So I drive my car over, and (thank you Lord!) I find a space near the door. Leaving the kids in the car (oh hush, I kept checking on them) I go in to arrange for the frame to be delivered. But, once again, I betrayed myself. Why don't you see how big the boxes are first - they may fit in the car. Yes, though they were quite heavy, they did fit in the car.

So I drove home, three and a half hours later, with everything I needed, except the mattress. Which is backordered. Because they are shipped out of - can you just guess? - out of Louisana and the hurricane has delayed every king size mattress shipment for over six months. Ah, not a problem. My wonderful husband has ordered us a mattress, not from IKEA, which will be delivered directly to our house.

So, my long story ends well, although we still are not finished putting everything together. Photos to come - hopefully next week!

Thursday, December 01, 2005

Three Things Thursday

(1) I love to sing loudly in the car. My sister, Joy, taught me the best way to do this: heat on, windows down, driving fast at night with her Erasure "Innocents" cassette on track #13 - River Deep Mountain High. Good, good times. (I miss you, Joy.)

(2) I knew Stuart was right for me several times in our dating relationship. One of those times was when we double-dated with some friends during college, and he turned to them and said, "If you ride in the car with Sheila and me, you have to sing. Loud." He then put in my pirated copy of my sister's music, and turned up track #13. And we sang.

(3) I knew that I would fiercly love my children, but sometimes how much I LIKE them takes me by surprise. When we get in the car, Sally frequently asks me to put on "her song" and turn it up, please. Her song is "Believe" by Cher. (She knows all the words, but is still not convinced that Cher is a woman.) The other day, we were doing an errand, just the two of us, and I reached over and turned up her song. Then I turned on the heat and rolled down the windows. She beamed at me. "Thanks, Mom." Then she sang.

Wednesday, November 30, 2005


Big hugs. Posted by Picasa

"Wook, Saa-eee, I put on ments!" Posted by Picasa

Running Out Of Time

Yikes. Tomorrow is December 1, my personal deadline for getting my Christmas cards in the mail. Guess what? Not going to happen. I'm switching my deadline to December 5.

House update: Bedroom is in shambles. New bed and dressers are up, but new mattress is being shipped, so old mattress is on new bed. (That would be a queen mattress on a king frame - NOT PRETTY.) Exterior of house is finished; landscaping is shambles. Room addition is being drywalled, primed, and painted by K (God bless him). Kitchen would make the FlyLady faint dead away. It's really that bad.

Kid update: Sally is fighting off a cold, but it's a pretty mild one that only really affects her in the morning and at night. I tried to keep her home from school, but she would have none of that. She's just like me in that way. Samuel keeps trying to use the hammer and powertools to help me, and he's been decorating and re-decorating the little tree with the "ments" (that's what he calls ornaments). He's driving me a little nutty, to tell you the truth.

Tuesday, November 29, 2005

Shoes & Prejudice

So I know that I owe you a post on the long version of the IKEA story, but have to share this first: I have broken a record. I went to two theater movies in one week! I have not done that in over six years! (Sally is six . . . you get the connection.)

I saw In Her Shoes on Friday, and loved it. The book is also very good, and the movie is good in different ways. For example, the book has parts that are not in the movie. (Book=1, Movie=0) But the guy in the movie, Mr. Perfect, is not written that perfect. (Book=1, Movie=1) Themes of sisterhood, love, and family are highlighted in both genres. (Book=2, Movie=2) Course, it is a chick flick - I won't kid you about that.

Monday night I saw Pride & Prejudice (thanks, J!). Now, I didn't like Keira Knightley as Elizabeth (although I did like her quite a bit in Love Actually), but Matthew MacFadyn was an excellent Mr. Darcy. (I like the BBC version, with Colin Firth and Jennifer Ehle, but it is way too long.) This movie does have lovely shots of the country and a beautiful soundtrack (even if the speakers kept cracking and making funny noises) and it seems to stay close to Austen's original dialogue. I couldn't help myself - I was smiling the entire movie. It was just so lovely.

So, there's my two cents on two good movies. But why do the movies cost $10 these days? When did that happen? I feel old saying this, but I remember when we thought $5 was a rip off.

Monday, November 28, 2005

Quote for the Day

"I get my ya-yas from Ikea. You have to put them together yourself, but they cost a little less."
~ Chandler Bing on "Friends"

I love IKEA; I hate IKEA

I went to IKEA on Friday for the after-Thanksgiving sale, and bought a van-load of stuff. It's cool, it's packaged nicely, but getting it in the car is sure a bugger. Course, now I'm knee deep in little screws and wooden dowels. I'll fill you in on the whole story on why I ended up shopping on the craziest shopping day ever, and I'll put up a pic on the new stuff :)

Saturday, November 26, 2005


We had some work done on the house - new paint, new gates, removed some plants by the front door. I love our new look! Posted by Picasa

Before and after. As you can see, that yellow stained look just had to go. Posted by Picasa

Thursday, November 24, 2005

Three Things Thursday

Happy Thanksgiving! In honor of the holiday, my three things are the three things I am most thankful for this year.

(1) I am thankful for God, the creator of the universe, the God of Abraham, Isaac, and Jacob, the God who pursued me at an early age and did not let me go, for God who sent his Son to be the Savior of mankind.

(2) I am thankful for my family, for my husband who is still my best friend and can always make me laugh, for my daughter who delights my heart, for my son who melts my heart. I am thankful for my extended family, who are too numerous to name, but you know who you are.

(3) I am thankful for my friends, who know me and love me, who have seen my house clean and dirty and still like to come over, who give me good advice, watch my kids, and love to make me laugh.

(And I'm also thankful for the two sweet potato pies I made yesterday, that look so yummy and I can't wait to eat them!) Blessings!

Note to the TTT Players: Well done, people! I can't believe almost all of you posted on the holiday! Excellent - gold stars around. Coming in 2006 - I'll have some theme TTT's on the first Thursday of the month. I'll list theme topics on the sidebar. I'm taking suggestions in the comments of this post.

Wednesday, November 23, 2005

Thanksgiving Eve

For the first time in a long while, I am not packing on the day before Thanksgiving. We are not getting ready for a long drive anywhere. We have a large turkey in our refrigerator, and lots of other good stuff to eat. I am not doing laundry; I am cleaning. We are staying home for a restful, quiet Thanksgiving. We will be able to decorate the house for Christmas on the day after Thanksgiving, something Sally and I are looking forward to. I'm even planning to get up early and make something great for breakfast. (Maybe my Mom's little donuts - if I make them, I'll post some pics with the recipe!)

I totally forgot to write about our church's potluck. I arrived in a bad mood - not anyone's fault, just a handful of things that went wrong at the same time to dampen my spirits - but was quickly cheered up by my family and friends and the large spread of food. Also, it was nice to hear how everyone loved my Strawberry Jello Pretzel Salad (yes honey, it is called a SALAD) and it was gone by the time I went to claim the pan. It always makes me feel good when people like the food I make. I'll post the recipe below.

So I'm off to clean up the house. I have a pot of water boiling, with cloves, orange slices, and a cinamon stick. It makes the house smell great. I'm starting to really get into the holiday season.

Strawberry Jello Pretzel Salad

3/4 cup butter
3 Tbsp brown sugar
2 1/2 cups crushed pretzels (9 0z pkg)
Mix and bake in 9x13 pan at 350 for 10 minutes. Cool.

1 (8oz) pkg cream cheese
1 cup sugar
1 (4 1/2 oz) tub cool whip
Cream and spread on pretzel layer.

1 large pkg strawberry jello
2 cups boiling water
1 lb frozen sliced strawberries (not thawed)
(or two 10 oz. cartons of frozen strawberries)
Mix and let set in refrig. for 5-10 minutes. Pour over cream cheese layer and refrigerate until jello is set. (It usually takes at least two hours)

I have started to pour the jello onto the cream cheese layer with the pan already in the refrigerator. It is much easier, as I have had several spills moving a full 9x13 pan. Also, I sometimes misjudge how much space you need for a pan like that. So my advice is put the pan in the frige, hold a towel under the strawberry jello bowl, and slowy pour it over the cream cheese layer. Let it set for at least 30 minutes, then cover with tin foil until you are ready to serve it. Enjoy!

Monday, November 21, 2005

A Tire Tale

My car got a flat tire on Saturday, and it was no normal flat. No, normal people get a nail in their tires. I got a bolt. And it made a hole that could not be patched. So after waiting in Costco Tire Purgatory, I was told that they couldn't fix it, and they couldn't sell me a new one since my membership expired, but they did give me a refund. Then I took myself over to Sam's Club, where I now hold a membership, and I got some new tires and the old ones re-arranged, because that's what you are supposed to do. So the good news is that it's all fixed, and I was not involved in any tire-blowing-out type of accident. And that it happened on the weekend, so Stuart could help me out with the spare, which is cleverly located on the underside of my car but is very difficult to actually remove to put it on the car.

Anyways, that ate up my Monday, and then we had dinner and life group (bible study) and now it's Tuesday afternoon. My my, the time does just fly by. I looked back at the title, and now I think I should change it to "A Tired Tale", because I'm really tired today. But I'm too tired to change it.

Saturday, November 19, 2005

Goblet of Fire

Went and saw the latest Harry Potter movie tonight - loved it, laughed, gasped, cried - it was great. However, Ralph Fiennes as Lord Voldemort is quite disturbing, very evil, exactly how you would picture him in your mind. I hope they paid you well, Mr. Fiennes, because children everywhere will hate you forever. (Oh come on - you know you were thinking that, too.)

Friday, November 18, 2005

That's My Girl

(Yesterday. Front of school.)
Sally: (to male classmate) "Move!"
Me: "Please be polite."
Sally: "But Mom, he screams like a girl. You heard him."
Me: (supressing laughter) "That is no reason for you to be rude."
Sally: "Fine."

(Earlier that same day.)
Me: "It says 'You light up my life.' Do you know what that means?"
Sally: "Yes."
Me: "What?"
Sally: "Ummmm . . ."
Me: "It means you make me happy, you make my life full of joy and peace, you make my life better."
Sally: "OH - you mean God."
Me: "Well, yes. . . . "
Sally: "Because I was like, God is the only person who could be a light. I was like, that's only God."
Me: (to myself) "Like, totally."

Praying For You


I had a dream last night that I couldn't deal with life. I was spiraling out of control, mad at everyone, and no one was trying to help me. In my dream, I remember thinking, I'm losing it, and I can't stop it. It was horrible. When I woke up, I was overwhelmed with despair. For my friends out there who wish it was a bad dream, for K and S and C, I'm lighting a candle and saying a prayer for you today. Posted by Picasa

Thursday, November 17, 2005

New Feature!

I've added yet another new feature on the sidebar. This one is for the bloggers out there - it's way down below my profile - called Blog Business. I've put some links that I've found very helpful for making my blog the spectacular page that you see today. The banner I put up (countdown to Christmas) is from Ticker Central, a very handy site. I refer to the HTML color code pages all the time. Bravenet is a very useful, free service - if you want to sign up, there is a handy link at the bottom of this page. If you find a site that is particularly useful, please let me know with a comment or email. (My profile now contains my email and my AIM name, but I'm rarely up on chat, so catch me if you can!) Enjoy the fruits of my labor.

Three Things Thursday

(1) I hate Zataran's rice & bean products. When I was pregnant with Sally, I was very very sick. I would throw up several times a day. I threw up in the toilet (mostly), in the kitchen sink, in the shower, on my front lawn, in the trash cans, on the floor of my bedroom . . . not a fun time. One night, I was watching tv, and the Zataran's commercial came on, and it made me throw up. Seriously. I had to run from the room. Even today, I was cutting coupons and I came across a Zataran's coupon, and I groaned out loud. It sickens me.

(2) I cannot eat hot dogs or sausage anymore. I know that the day is coming soon where I remove all beef and pork products from my diet. I don't know if it is age, my lack of a gall bladder, or some genetic thing. Probably all of the above.

(3) I should not eat garlic, because I love my husband. When I eat a very garlic-y meal, like the bread and olive oil infused with fresh chopped garlic that they serve at Renaissance Bistro, my skin emits a horrible garlic smell that even I find disgusting.

Wednesday, November 16, 2005

80's skate party!


My cool 80's daughter - side pony tail with pink glitter spray, one black glove (she made that herself). She was a force on those skates, let me tell you! Posted by Picasa

I actually went out of the house looking like this - black fingerless gloves, tons of necklaces, hair teased & sprayed glitter-pink with a big black lace bow. I love the 80's. Posted by Picasa

Word Verification

Most of the blogs I comment on have the word verification turned on. This does not bother me - I understand the blog spam was building up - I even turned it on on my blog. Here's the thing - I keep failing the word verification. Why are those words so long? And why are some of the fonts so difficult to read? Are others out there experiencing this problem, or is it just me? Really - do the words have to be so long?

Tuesday, November 15, 2005

To My Husband

You win. I'm hooked on the show NUMB3RS. You knew it was only a matter of time, didn't you?

Math is Fun!

Alright kids, get out your pencils and make a cup of coffee, because this one will keep you up at night.

Using the digits 1 through 9, with no repeats, find two numbers, where the larger one is exactly double the smaller one.

Thank my Dad for this one - he gave it to me last night, and I got the right answer at quarter to midnight. I know there is one solution, but is it unique? There may be more than one correct answer!

The first commenter with the correct answer will recieve the grand prize, which is the satisfaction of being the first one right, along with the dubious honor of being called a Math Geek like me. (And for those of you who don't want to play, I'll post my answer in the comments section later.) Ready? Set? GO!

Monday, November 14, 2005

Awesome

So we were watching the Food channel, and the show Unwrapped was on. It was the "Stuffed" episode. They interviewed Carlene LeFevre, Competitive Eater. She's older than my mom and very thin. She's like a bird - regularly eats huge huge meals, and is moving moving moving all the time. I was in awe.

Summing Up

Good Morning, Blogland! (How are ya?) We had a fast fun weekend here. I started out Friday with a baking frenzy - I made 24 cupcakes, a pan of bars, de-stemmed, washed, and bagged 16 cups of grapes, and made a double batch of pumpkin muffins (24 regulars, 12 minis, and 6 xtralarge). I took the bars and some of the muffins to our church's boutique, which was really fun, and then took the grapes and the cupcakes to Sally's last soccer game. Stu's mom, Tina, came for the weekend, and she was able to watch Sally in action. Have I bragged enough about Sally? She is THE defensive player on the team, hanging back and guarding the goal. She also makes a "eeeyyaaa" noise when she kicks the ball, which just kills me. Stu's Auntie Cyn and Uncle Jeff also came to the game, and our friend Jaymarie (former blogger) and her two girls also came to check out those Pink Panthers. Sally had a great cheering section (thanks, everyone!) for her last game of the season. Grandma Tina took the kids to Chuck E Cheese while Stu and I went to a dinner party (thanks, M&K!) and I should host a guest writer, because she has lots of funny stories to tell about the kids. I'll tell you just one: Before they got into the car, Sally says, "Grandma Tina, do you know how to drive Mommy's car?" (If you know Tina, you know how funny this is. She can do anything!) Then, while in the car, my back-seat driver says, "Grandma, are we on a free street?" "You mean freeway?" "Yes, are we on a freeway?" "No; why?" "Because it seems like we are going very fast." People, she's six. Can you imagine how much worse this will get in the next ten years? Thanks for watching the kids, Mom. They love you so much. Thanks for flying out to see Sally play soccer - you know she'll never forget that.

And, before I go, a funny Samuel story. He's talking really well, and wants to make conversation, but he really doesn't have much to talk about. He's been waking up in the middle of the night crying, so we think he may be starting to dream. So the other night, he'd woken himself up and came into our room, reciting the magic words, "Mommy, me scared!" So he climbs up to our bed and lies there, wide awake. It's 4:00 am. It's dark. And he comes up with this conversation opener: "Mommy, what movie this?" Huh? "Baby, there is no movie on. It's the middle of the night. Go to sleep." After a pause, he says, "Oh." If I wasn't so tired, it would have been very very cute.

Friday, November 11, 2005

SPF???


This is Sally (and her Uncle Luke's niece - cousins-in-law, or just cousin?) learning how to shoot an arrow during our trip to New Mexico. I don't know what MrsFish's SPF category is, since her blog is still MIA, so I made up my own category - favorite photo emailed to you in the last month :) Posted by Picasa

Thursday, November 10, 2005

Three Things Thursday

(1) I hate to iron.

(2) I love calendars. I have a family calendar that hangs by my bedroom door, with all the family appointments listed. I have a personal calendar that must fit in any purse I buy. (It has weekly pages and monthly pages and an address book.) I have a calendar in the kitchen with pictures of Sally and Samuel, and a new picture goes into each month. Each of my kids has a calendar in their rooms, so they can learn to be anal like me. Finally, I have two calendars by my computer - a yearly one on the left, and a monthly one on the right.

(3) Even though my favorite color is blue, and I'm very fond of pink right now, most things I buy are black. I have a black purse (and 80% of my old purses were black), all my luggage is black, my jacket is black, my new jeans are black, the ponytail holder I wear on my left wrist is black. (However, I cannot wear black mascara. It's too harsh for my coloring. I use dark brown or brownish black.) Some days, I like to wear black head to toe. The funny thing is, on those days, I am far from depressed.

Wednesday, November 09, 2005

Lament

Oh where is MrsFish's blog? Why did it go away? Oh the pain! Oh the agony! First KMJ's SFC went AWOL, then Jaymarie took a leave of absence, now no more This Side Of Paradise. I have comfort in Sherry - now she has DSL, PotAaaYM is updated almost daily. But I miss you, MrsFish! Come back!

Tuesday, November 08, 2005

Conversations with Samuel

In the car on the way to church, Sally went on and on about something (sorry, but I started to tune her out . . . she was giving multiple examples about something I understood the first time and using the word "like" way too much) and she started singing a made-up song about her day, and the word "football" was uttered . . .
Samuel: "I like football too."
Me: (seeing an end to the monologue) "Really, Samuel? What do you like about football?"
Samuel: "Me have football my house!"
Me: "Yes, but what do you LIKE about football?"
Samuel: "Frowing." (pause to think) "Frowing it."
Sally: "I like it when Daddy watches football, and when he takes me with him to B's house, and I can play with E and A, and like, we play in the backyard, and we like play games, and Daddy and B yell at the TV's, and like say GO GO GO and GET THAT and like . . . . . . . . "
Sorry son. Conversation time over.

Samuel's Favorite Expressions

"Yeah baby!" (from a line in The Incredibles)
"Oh man!" (from Dora the Explorer - Swiper the Fox says this)
"I making noise."
"Cool! . . . . awesome."
"Oh."
"Me have milk. Pweese!"
"Tank you mommy changing my diaper."
"Wuv you too!"

Feeling Better

I'm feeling so much better today. My head is clear; I can breathe; I can talk almost normally. See - those pringles work wonders. (The dayquill and nyquill help, too.)

Monday, November 07, 2005

Taking a Sick Hour

I'm sick today. I have a cold. It's been lurking in my head and chest for a few days now, making me really tired. Normally, I'm a trooper when I'm sick. I am! I nursed a baby while I had the flu, thank you very much. But today, I admit defeat. I went to the store and bought several cold medicines, orange juice, pringles (my grandma was a big supporter of the whole "feed a cold" school of thought, and she always said that potato chips were excellent - a little salty, and the crunch helps soothe the throat. now, i don't know about that, but pringles are homeopathic medicine for me), and the ingredients to make my chicken and veggie soup with dumplings - the best comfort food for any illness. (Sometime today, my husband will read this and think, "Ahhhhh, yum, chicken and dumplings. . . . ") So, I'm off to sit on the couch for a few hours and be sick. I'm sure my sick day will only last for a few hours, then it's back to work for me. Don't you know - motherhood offers no sick days.

Sunday, November 06, 2005

Singspiration

I've been thinking about Singspiration for awhile, and then something happened today in church and I had to try and put the experience into words. So hold on, because here I go.

When I attended Biola, there was a Sunday night worship time called, (yep) Singspiration. Now, being a group of good Christian college students, we were all expected to go to a local church on Sunday morning. However, that did not always happen. Lack of transportation, lack of sleep, excess of homework, excess of socialization Saturday nights, well, we were not always the most faithful church attendees. So Singspiration was an hour long, student led worship time. Singing. (you coulda guessed that, eh?) I'm pretty sure that this service was offered all the years I attended Biola, but there was one year that I went every week. In fact, everyone I knew went every week, because that year, something amazing and wonderful happened. God showed up each and every week. And it wasn't that the songs were so original, or that the leaders were so gifted (two guys, a guitar, and an overhead projector), or even that the chapel was spectacular. I frequently sat next to people who could not even sing that well. No matter. We all went because we all knew that He would be there, and that we needed Him, and that we would recieve Him to overflowing. It was a singular amazing experience. (We were discussing this in our bible study group, and I turned to Stuart, and said, "You remember that year. . . " and he finished with, " . . . the year that Singspiration was so great." It was really that good.)

I've attended many churches since that year, many Bible-preaching solid churches filled with people who love God and want to know Him more. The church I currently attend has some of the best worship leaders and songs that I've known. But I have not had a Singspiration experience in a long time. Until today. Why today? I'm not sure. Maybe because I needed it. Perhaps because many people at church today needed it and expected it. I don't know. If I could pinpoint the exact mix of prayer, need, circumstances, songs . . . I'd order it up every Sunday. But I felt it during this song:

Before there was time
There were visions in Your mind
There was death in the fall of mankind
But there was life in salvation's design

Before there were days
There were nights I could not see Your face
But the night could not keep me from grace
When You came and took my place

So I cry holy only begotten Son of God
Ancient of days
I cry holy only begotten Son of God
And sing the praises
Of the One who saved me
And the promises He made

Before there was time
You counted the hairs on my head
You knew all the words I've said
And You purchased me back from the dead

Before I was made
You searched me and knew my ways
You numbered all my days
And You set forth the steps I would take

You saved me; You raised me
You saved me; You pulled me from the grave

So I cry holy only begotten Son of God
Ancient of days
I cry Holy only begotten Son of God
And sing the praises
Of the one who saved me
And the promises He made
Before there was time
(Copyright Credits: Written By: Aaron Senseman Copyright: © 2001 Stuntman Music)

At the end, I had an incredible feeling of peace, and I thought to myself, if the only thing we do in heaven is sing that song over and over again, it will be fine by me. (Arrgh, that frustrates me, because "fine" is not the word, nor is "great" or "wonderful" or "acceptable". I can't find the word. A feeling of perfect peace, fleeting now but lasting when we get there, a knowledge that it is enough, that it is more than enough, that it will be joyful and amazing and restful all at the same time. What is the word for that? Anyone know?)

So, there it is. This is inadequate to describe what happened, but it's what I wanted to put into words.

Muffins & Frosting

Yep, I made more of the pumpkin cream cheese muffins today, and I'm glad I posted the recipe because I've been getting lots of requests for it. So, to make it easier to find, I've put a new category on the sidebar with all the recipes I've posted. (If you find one I missed, please leave me a comment!) There's lots of fun stuff over there on the sidebar, so go for a wander around and check stuff out. And, a preview: now that the holidays are coming up, I will be making - and posting the recipe - of my favorite cookie, the spritz cookie. It's a little almond butter cookie that you need a cookie press to make, and I LOVE THEM! But I won't leave you empty handed today. Today, my gift to you is my mom's recipe for Mocha Frosting. The nice thing about this is that you have to make a cup of coffee to make it (oh darn).


~Mom's Mocha Frosting~

1/4 cup butter
2-3 Tbsp cocoa powder
hot coffee - add a few teaspoons at a time and mix until smooth
1 tsp vanilla
(1 tsp Kahula, optional)
1 1/2 - 2 cups of powdered sugar


Add the powdered sugar a little at a time until the frosting is the right consistency. If you make a bundt cake, this is an excellent frosting - make it on the runny side, and drizzle it over the cake. It will dry with a nice sheen. For brownies, keep adding the powdered sugar until it's nice and thick.

Friday, November 04, 2005

SPF


"Something in your house that you made yourself." I like to cross-stitch. I am in the process of making theme verses for all of us in our family. I like having Bible verses posted in rooms throughout the house - makes it feel like home to me. Posted by Picasa

Thursday, November 03, 2005

Vacation Photos

Enjoy! We had a great time.

Halloween, 2005. Posted by Picasa