Wednesday, January 31, 2007

real world

This past weekend, I had the opportunity to join the land of the paid working. It gave me the opportunity to work a different part of my brain.
I also feel more like a granny when I do things like that. When I go back to work I feel a little like Rip Van Winkle.....
The new do I turn this thing on?!
HEY where did they put the break room?!
I rub my eyes and wonder, "how did everyone get so fat?"

Then I think they must be thinking the same thing of me.

I also learned a thing or two about the new world of music. One of my younger collegues...gave me some suggestions for my workout music selection.

Sunday, January 28, 2007

i'm back....hail to the chief

I couldn't stay away from my blog for too long....ten days. big deal.

I went back to work for a few days. So that had me scurrying around a bit.

Here is a letter I came across in my foyer.

It was in an envelope.....the paper was folded four times and decorated with red white and blue and pictures that resemble an American flag. Here is what it said......

"Dear Gorge bush
how is evry thing going
if it is to hard I can do it
and I Know that it is hard to be the presadint.
so try your best.
Love your friend K..."

Thursday, January 18, 2007

blog break

I'm taking a break from my blog for a while....I'm giving it two weeks.

I used to have constant blog dialogue running around in my brain. I'd take a pause in my day to write about our lives documenting it like a mini-Truman show.
Blogging is strange....therapeutic....challenging.....
I started out looking at it as a way to have conversations with my far away friends and family, but it has become more than that....part on-line scrapbook, part family history, part dear diary,'s cheaper than therapy.

But I need a break from it for now.
We'll see if I can do it.

Sunday, January 14, 2007

If you could

Random meaningless thoughts run are running around in my brain......

If you had a time /space machine and could go back and tell yourself some things you just would NOT have believed. What would they be?

Tonight these are the only three things I can think of...

1.) You will eat blue cheese....and like it.

2.) You will have THREE sons.

3.) You will drink coffee.

And you wonder where I get it?

I love this picture.
This is a picture of my grandfather in the 1960's in White Sands, NM doing some version of Lawrence of Arabia.

Saturday, January 13, 2007


There is this odd feeling I had today. It is called, "I think I got enough sleep."
I put the baby down for a nap and then did the same to myself. I think I must have slept for well over an hour maybe two.
Now my head is remarkably clear...It is a very weird feeling.

Tonight K said he wanted to camp in the baby's room and "take care" of him. So he is in charge of fumbling around in the dark for a pacifer to stick in that baby's mouth if he needs it. Sounds good in theory to me, but this seven year old kid sleeps like a rock. This, despite his first two years of life when a creak in the floor in another part of the house would raise him fully awake and crying.

Q says he wants to be in charge of baby duty tomorrow night. Funny, as this is the kid, who can appear fully awake while he runs circles around your bedroom but is in full blown REM. One night, he came into my room crawled up on the bed, stood, and started to pull his PJ's down to pee on me. "DO YOU HAVE TO GO PEE PEE?!" I shouted. "Yes," he answered as I pulled him to the bathroom. He remembered none of it.

No wonder I don't get enough sleep.

Monday, January 08, 2007


One of the many great reasons to have kids is to live out all those great food memories.
Today I think I perfected the "inside s'more"
Q had a friend over to play. I pulled out the microwave popcorn and started making my s'mores.
2 long graham crackers
chocolate chips on top.....microwave for 1 minute
top with the mini marshmallows and broil until they brown in the toaster oven.
My two kids were psyched. The friend didn't want anything to do with it and I was glad. As my mom used to always say....more for me!
I had to make a pot of coffee because I always crash in a terrible way after eating that much sugar. So I use one food drug to counteract the other.
In other food news, a friend is having a girls night out at her house for a home cooked Italian meal tonight.
And Friday, I'm organizing another girls night at Super Suppers on Friday so I can get out of my cooking rut. I'm even tired of my own cooking.

Sunday, January 07, 2007

You know THAT look

It is the look. You know it.
When you approach the door of the child's classroom, and the teacher has THAT look on her face.

Today, I got THAT look twice.

I approached to pick up baby KC from the church's nursery. The nursery worker was standing, holding him and looked at me with relief in her eyes "thank God you are here."

"Ahm, we had a little thing with him...He crawled to the top of the bookshelf and was standing there like he was surfing."

He found a little chair pushed it to the shelf and started climbing. He hollared when he reached the victory of his everest, and they approached as quickly as they could without scaring him down.

When I approached the 4-year-old room, the Sunday school teacher had THAT look too. Apparently Q decided he couldn't part from his mother and protested when his father forced him into the room with the rest of them. So he stood in the corner for the hour kicking the cabinet.

School starts tomorrow for elementary and Tuesday for Q. I just realized that when people look at me I may have THAT look on my face all the time.

Saturday, January 06, 2007

The boys on Christmas eve

Christmas morning 2006

K was really patient. He woke up early and waited upstairs until 745am when we finally could wake his brother. Here he is waiting for his papa to get the video camera ready.


Mr Grumpy Pants.....unhappy because we woke him up so early. He refused to be photographed in his pajamas so we had to wait for him to get dressed.
Rescue Heroes command center

K opens his telescope from Aunt Pat. This is the face of jubilation.

Wednesday, January 03, 2007

better her than me

I went to try to help my friend that has the 4 year old, the 3 year old and newborn triplets. TRIPLETS.

Man, thankfully that is not me. whew.

I fed two babies, cleaned bottles, changed two diapers, and planted a small flat of pansies with the oldest boy. It was only two hours, there was so much more to do, but I had to leave.

She said once that she always looked at me with three small boys as the ultimate of busy and overwhelmed.

Let me tell, you she trumped me. big time.

Tuesday, January 02, 2007

A new year

Things are in shambles around here.
More shelves and a light fixture for my ever evolving craft room. Two trips to IKEA and another two to Target, and now it is time to stay home and get things together.
Except oh yes, I have three kids. Two that fight and argue and bicker. And another that climbs and walks and falls and eats things he shouldn't. So I run interference, follow a toddler around, put grumpy kids in the corner, feed, wipe.....

Hunka and I went out for the first time as a couple on new year's eve. We were home by 9:30pm. So lame are we.

K has written Santa a thank you note. Here's what it says....

Thank you very much for the toys and books."

Then he adds an insert, an early request for next year,.... a picture of a boy playing with what looks like a large conch shell and a note that reads....

"I want a tuba Santa OK?"