Here's my father and me (and the dog, Teddy) with my BIG CATCH of the day!
Pretty impressive huh?
Pretty impressive huh?
I wouldn't even hold up my BIG CATCH!I know... I'm a chicken!
30 May, 2007
24 May, 2007
Time flies
Um, wow. May is almost over.
It is true that time flies when you are having fun... or, is it more appropriate to say that the older you get, the quicker time flies.
We've been super busy the last couple of weeks and I'm anxiously awaiting the long lazy days of Summer. Is anyone else? I just want to rest. Not have anywhere to go, no deadlines to meet, no traffic to sit in, no homework to help with... nothing, nada, zip. I'm ready for some down time!
I'll see you at the pool!
It is true that time flies when you are having fun... or, is it more appropriate to say that the older you get, the quicker time flies.
We've been super busy the last couple of weeks and I'm anxiously awaiting the long lazy days of Summer. Is anyone else? I just want to rest. Not have anywhere to go, no deadlines to meet, no traffic to sit in, no homework to help with... nothing, nada, zip. I'm ready for some down time!
I'll see you at the pool!
15 May, 2007
Finally!
Whoohooo... I finally have my new floors!
Kitchen Before
Kitchen After
Living Room Before
Living Room During
Living Room After13 May, 2007
Mother's Day
The girls and I as we celebrated Mother's Day today!Yes, that's a chicken dish, if you are wondering.
Last week, Elisan was goofing off and broke my green milk glass hen salt dip. I must admit, I LOVED that hen. It was Randy's grandmother's salt dip that we inherited. I don't know why I loved it so much, but, I did.
Well, Elisan told Randy that for Mother's Day, she wanted to buy me something "glass" to replace the broken hen dish. I told Randy about an antique mall in town that sells much of anything and that I've seen hen covered salt dip dishes before.
So, off they went to the antique mall yesterday. As it turned out, there were 3 to choose from. This is the one Elisan chose.
Let me just say, that while it may not have been my first choice as a decor' item, it was to Elisan and that's all that matters to me! Look at that proud smile on her face! One day, she'll inherit it from me.
Ironically, it matched the outfit I was wearing today!
Last week, Elisan was goofing off and broke my green milk glass hen salt dip. I must admit, I LOVED that hen. It was Randy's grandmother's salt dip that we inherited. I don't know why I loved it so much, but, I did.
Well, Elisan told Randy that for Mother's Day, she wanted to buy me something "glass" to replace the broken hen dish. I told Randy about an antique mall in town that sells much of anything and that I've seen hen covered salt dip dishes before.
So, off they went to the antique mall yesterday. As it turned out, there were 3 to choose from. This is the one Elisan chose.
Let me just say, that while it may not have been my first choice as a decor' item, it was to Elisan and that's all that matters to me! Look at that proud smile on her face! One day, she'll inherit it from me.
Ironically, it matched the outfit I was wearing today!
Welcome my friend, Charlotte!
My dear friend from Denmark, Charlotte, has started a blog! Yippee!
Check out her blog at At home with Charlie!
Don't worry... there is English translation!
Check out her blog at At home with Charlie!
Don't worry... there is English translation!
09 May, 2007
What a pain in the neck!
No, literally... what a pain in the neck!
I have had a crick in my neck for oh...over 10 days. And, I've been in an Ibuprofen high for at least 7 of those days.
Is it possible to have a crick for that long? Or am I just trying to convince myself it is only a crick? Oh, did I mention the tingling sensation sometimes felt down my shoulder blade once the drugs wear off?
Might be time to go to the doctor, but for what? Only for him to tell me to take drugs or get some exercise.
Randy thinks it is my memory foam pillow. I THINK NOT! I love that pillow and it can't be... no... it WILL NOT be the fault of my wonderful pillow!
So, the pressing question is... any home remedies for a pain in the neck?
I have had a crick in my neck for oh...over 10 days. And, I've been in an Ibuprofen high for at least 7 of those days.
Is it possible to have a crick for that long? Or am I just trying to convince myself it is only a crick? Oh, did I mention the tingling sensation sometimes felt down my shoulder blade once the drugs wear off?
Might be time to go to the doctor, but for what? Only for him to tell me to take drugs or get some exercise.
Randy thinks it is my memory foam pillow. I THINK NOT! I love that pillow and it can't be... no... it WILL NOT be the fault of my wonderful pillow!
So, the pressing question is... any home remedies for a pain in the neck?
04 May, 2007
The Far Part
It's official... I'm sick of the far part.
I'm sick of seeing woman constantly sweeping their hair over their foreheads to create the far part look. And, I'm sick of seeing hair in women's eyes, because of the far part.
People... your hair doesn't have to be in your eyes. BRUSH IT BACK, or OVER, or something... just get it out of your face.
Ahem.
I'm sick of seeing woman constantly sweeping their hair over their foreheads to create the far part look. And, I'm sick of seeing hair in women's eyes, because of the far part.
People... your hair doesn't have to be in your eyes. BRUSH IT BACK, or OVER, or something... just get it out of your face.
Ahem.
03 May, 2007
Level of Responsibility
This post is going to come off like I'm a brat, but I wonder if there are other people out in this world who feel the same way I do.
The other day, KM and I went to lunch at our local Chick-fil-a. We had just sat down with our food and I was busy getting everything out and ready to eat. The next thing I know, is a mom comes running up to the play area glass door to rescue her 1ish old little boy, who apparently did not have enough strength to open the door. Yet... in the process, he managed to get his arm between the door and the jamb. He was not making a sound, so I didn't know what had happened until the mom came running up to rescue him. HOWEVER, the mom looked at me like I was a sorry worthless person because I was sitting right next to the play area, yet did not hop up from my seat to help him out before she got there.
Seriously, I didn't hear him and even the woman at the next table over, commented that he didn't even make a whimper.
Sitting there, in semi-guilt, I was reminded of an event that occurred last summer while at the swimming pool.
I was sitting on the steps of the pool with my friend, who also has two children, and we were watching the kids play in the shallow end. Elisan had just learned how to swim, so I was keeping a close watch over her, while keeping an eye on KM to make sure she wasn't drifting in the way of the older kids splashing around us.
Meanwhile, a family of about 12 were playing a very loud and boisterous game of Marco Polo and it was moving in our direction. One of the kids in the group was in our vicinity and began bouncing up and down and making a lot of noise too, but I didn't pay much attention because they were all so loud and well...boisterous.
The next thing I see, is one of the older kids yelling for their dad to help the boy. The dad jumped in and grabbed the boy and brought him to the side of the pool.
The dad then proceeded to yell at us for not helping his kid, since he was obviously struggling in the water and were closer than he was. He said, "Wasn't it obvious to you that he was needing help and couldn't swim?"
In a fit of anger, I said, "NO! It wasn't. I was too busy watching my OWN kids. How am I to know that YOUR kid can't swim. He's not wearing a floating device!" Ooooh! I was HOT!
So, my question is... what is the level of responsibility of a stranger? And when is it appropriate to step in or not step in? Do you, as a parent (or heck... a person!) expect a level of courtesy from strangers regarding safety issues?
I guess, to answer my own question - yes, I expect a fraction of a level of safety courtesy. I cannot be in all places at all time and it is nice to know that a stranger may see a hidden danger I may not see.
HOWEVER, I watch my kids when they are playing on the playground, swimming in a pool, riding their bikes, etc. I don't just let them run wild without supervision.
So, what do you think? Am I being oversensitive?
The other day, KM and I went to lunch at our local Chick-fil-a. We had just sat down with our food and I was busy getting everything out and ready to eat. The next thing I know, is a mom comes running up to the play area glass door to rescue her 1ish old little boy, who apparently did not have enough strength to open the door. Yet... in the process, he managed to get his arm between the door and the jamb. He was not making a sound, so I didn't know what had happened until the mom came running up to rescue him. HOWEVER, the mom looked at me like I was a sorry worthless person because I was sitting right next to the play area, yet did not hop up from my seat to help him out before she got there.
Seriously, I didn't hear him and even the woman at the next table over, commented that he didn't even make a whimper.
Sitting there, in semi-guilt, I was reminded of an event that occurred last summer while at the swimming pool.
I was sitting on the steps of the pool with my friend, who also has two children, and we were watching the kids play in the shallow end. Elisan had just learned how to swim, so I was keeping a close watch over her, while keeping an eye on KM to make sure she wasn't drifting in the way of the older kids splashing around us.
Meanwhile, a family of about 12 were playing a very loud and boisterous game of Marco Polo and it was moving in our direction. One of the kids in the group was in our vicinity and began bouncing up and down and making a lot of noise too, but I didn't pay much attention because they were all so loud and well...boisterous.
The next thing I see, is one of the older kids yelling for their dad to help the boy. The dad jumped in and grabbed the boy and brought him to the side of the pool.
The dad then proceeded to yell at us for not helping his kid, since he was obviously struggling in the water and were closer than he was. He said, "Wasn't it obvious to you that he was needing help and couldn't swim?"
In a fit of anger, I said, "NO! It wasn't. I was too busy watching my OWN kids. How am I to know that YOUR kid can't swim. He's not wearing a floating device!" Ooooh! I was HOT!
So, my question is... what is the level of responsibility of a stranger? And when is it appropriate to step in or not step in? Do you, as a parent (or heck... a person!) expect a level of courtesy from strangers regarding safety issues?
I guess, to answer my own question - yes, I expect a fraction of a level of safety courtesy. I cannot be in all places at all time and it is nice to know that a stranger may see a hidden danger I may not see.
HOWEVER, I watch my kids when they are playing on the playground, swimming in a pool, riding their bikes, etc. I don't just let them run wild without supervision.
So, what do you think? Am I being oversensitive?
01 May, 2007
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