Friday, December 28, 2007

book peeves ...

Is it just me or does anyone else think that the Bernstein Bear books can get a little too preachy? My husband and I are both particularly tired of reading how Mama knows everything and Papa is dumb and rarely does the appropriate/right thing. What are we really teaching the kids with this message?

We had these books given to us (hand downs) and were happy to have them, at first. They seemed to have valuable lessons in them, and the kids really enjoyed listening to us read them. After awhile, though, we started paying more attention and noticing some of the patterns and formulas in the writing. It's annoying. Worse yet, my son LOVES them. I'm so tired of reading a couple of them, in particular, that I tried to hide them. (I thought about taking the lot to Goodwill, but decided to just to give myself a break from them.) They stayed hidden for about a week, but they seem to have been discovered. We must have at least 30-40 books to choose from ... why do we always have to read the same 3!?

I also hid the Barbie and Dora movie books. That's another pet peeve ... I'd like my kids to experience variety. We have plenty of books that have original stories inside their covers. Why do have to rehash the DVD movie in book form. Every day. Sometimes twice a day. why why why WHY WHY!??! (note: most of our books are gifts ... I'm not sure I would have bought these books, but my children picked them out for themselves.)

Could someone please tell me what's wrong with Dr. Seuss or Fairy Tales or Noah's Ark or Dinosaurs or one of the other many many books on our book shelves!? I know kids like repetition and that it's beneficial for them to have that ... but seriously ... enough is enough!!!

ARGH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Friday, December 07, 2007

an observation

I don't understand people who live for themselves and nobody else.

the end of a tradition

For the last 8 years my husband and I have had the pleasure of hosting a Christmas party. It started out because many of our college friends had scattered and this was a guaranteed time for those living nearby or with family in the area to see each other. One year we decided to branch out and invite all of our friends ... it was a great success! The year after, and all the following years, not so much. At one point we decided that financially, we couldn't do it anymore. To our great surprise (and pleasure), a few people pleaded for it to continue and offered to start bringing food to help out. And so ... we continued. This year ends our tradition and I'm a little sad.

To all of you that are familiar with our annual tradition, I wanted to let you know that it will be no more. We will miss extending the invitation into our home, but know that you are always welcome here.

Wednesday, November 28, 2007

The clementine ...


This post in response to a family brunch conversation, last Saturday ...

Clementines are citrus. The are in the mandarin family and not to be confused with satsuma. They are not tangerines, although they are sometimes referred to as Algerian Tangerines. Clementines lack the seeds and sourness that tangerines have.

see: wikipedia: clementine; wikipedia: tangerine

I feel better now that I've finally remembered to look this up. In my mind, this case is closed!!

Wednesday, November 21, 2007

Random thoughts, by me

What I want for Christmas is my condo cleaned, my condo cleaned
YES, my condo cleaned .... (Sing to the tune of My two front teeth)
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random stream of consciousness ....

I wish I had an office. I have work I need to do. The floor in my living room is not entirely conducive to a quiet and thought-provoking environment. Nor is the dining room table, where crayons, paper, and handouts from school reign supreme. My bedroom? eh. Maybe ... but we'd still be talking about working on the floor; we decided a couple of years ago that we had no room for a desk, got rid of it and the large computer. Enter: laptop. It really was a good organizational & space-saving plan, but it does make it difficult to accomplish real work. Ryan always sits on the couch, or works in bed. But ... I have a number of large easel notes to spread around me, along with a couple of binders, and other notes. If I put them on the floor, the dog will trample them, and I'd have to clean ip all the toys. I don't wanna clean. My little brother has offered to come over and watch the kids so I can work. I think the best things to do is to go somewhere that has free wireless there. People with offices, at work and/or at home, have no idea how lucky they are.

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I was gone last week, in Virginia for meetings. I do mean meetingS. (note: capital "S") By estimate I sat through approximately 56 hours of meetings, 5 different committees, over a span of 6 days. I chaired one of those meetings. ANYWAY ... while I was gone, my husband stayed at home with the kids. I thought, for awhile, that he was trying to "outmom" me. Here's the 'short list" of his week: the kids cleaned their room (REALLY cleaned ... not just their version), he took the mounds and mounds of clothing/toys/books from my closet to Goodwill (it's an hour away), ordered parts for and then fixed the bathroom fan, put a new battery in the car, went to book fair night at school, did our first parent-teacher conference, read this blog (hadn't done that in a year?), created a website for us that included a way to download pictures and a calendar that would incorporate our personal calendars and put them into one big one (YES!!), and got two days worth of work done. Keep in mind -- SHORT LIST. yep. I told him, Saturday, when he picked me that I thought he was doing such a great job that maybe I should go away again. (:-p) He said "no way!" He was too tired, and wanted me to take "my job" back. That was something, at least, right? I supposed I should also keep in mind that he was coming to "the job" with new energy. Y'know ... the kind of energetic "let's do it!" attitude that tends to go away after a month or two. Maybe not. Maybe he really could outmom me on a regular basis, but I need to cling to my theory, thank you very much. ;-)
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hmm ... what else ... what else ... Thanksgiving is tomorrow. I'm excited to be able to spend a little more time with my husband. We had some great family time on Sunday, but I really have barely seen my husband since before I left for Virginia. A victim of our schedules, I suppose. We have major family commitments Thursday and probably Friday, but at least we'll be in a room together. Well ... the same house, anyway. That's an improvement.

Saturday, October 27, 2007

"stop dressing your six-year-old like a skank"

Good Morning America did a segment on clothing for little girls. Girls my daughter's age. As soon as they "titled" the segment, I wanted to shout "YES!"

Can I buy stock in this book? Better yet, maybe we should all buy a copy and send it to our favorite clothing retailer.

for more, go to this link.

Friday, October 26, 2007

Give. Me. A. Break.

I'm taking this opportunity to register a formal complaint. I was at the mall, this morning. There were Christmas wreaths and greens up at each entrance and trees and other decor being put up inside.

We have sunk to a new low, people. I was willing to (unhappily) put up with decorations out at the start of November; I understand how important the Christmas/Holiday season is to merchants. But, c'mon! For crying out loud, people!!!!!! It's not even Halloween yet. Are you serious!?

Also-- it's difficult to explain to children that Christmas is a looong ways off, when there are decorations in all the stores pronouncing it's arrival. I think 3 (and even 6) is a little young to explain American commercialism and how retailers must worship the almighty dollar....

That's it. That's all I'm going to say (for now). I'm too upset/mad to type on this subject with any amount of logic and intelligence. It's a rant. I know. A short rant. But I mean it!!!!!

Friday, October 19, 2007

toaster oven highs and lows

My husband and I got tired of moving the coffee pot in front of the toaster oven every time we wanted to use it. The springs on the door haven't worked properly, and the coffee pot was large enough and heavy enough to hold it shut. I bought the stripped down cheap $20 model, to replace it. It is also most like the one now residing in our dumpster. Here's the commentary on how change goes ... the model it replaced cost about $50, nine years ago.

There is a small problem with the new kitchen gadget ... The old one didn't get very hot, externally. I could put our coffee pot on top of it, paper towels at it's side, and a set of knives (in a wooden block) nearby. I don't have very much counter space, so this arrangement (precarious as it may sound) was vital ... I still keep the paper towels close by, but not touching. The coffee maker and knives have now been relegated to the previously appliance-free counter. I am not happy. I only have three small counter tops. I was re-evaluating the kitchen space yesterday; couldn't figure out a solution. Should a get rid of the microwave? The knives? Coffee pot?* That's it. Those are the choices. The cookbooks are stacked on top of the microwave, and there isn't enough room between it and the cabinet for anything else, anyway ... that's out ... The coffee pot is used everyday, sometimes twice. It would be ridiculous to store it the way I do the 10 cup pot. We're planning to put the condo on the market in the next 6 months. How do I make it look like there's space in the kitchen!? We've been fairly creative about space** around here ... but this time I haven't a clue. Do you?


*If you know me, you likely understand the absurdity of that thought. :-p
**Here are some examples of our creativity:
exhibit A-- We've turned the water heater closet into a pantry (it's "in" the kitchen)
exhibit B-- Printer=under piano, wireless connection=top of wardrobe; hidden by pictures.
exhibit C--Beautiful dark wicker baskets in the living room tastefully house toys.

Saturday, October 13, 2007

More words that aren't my own

I'm full of commentary and information that someone else wrote, this morning ... but this was an interesting commentary that I wanted to share. **
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The following was written by Ben Stein and recited by him on CBS Sunday Morning Commentary.

I am a Jew, and every single one of my ancestors was Jewish. And it does not bother me even a little bit when people call those beautiful lit up, bejeweled trees Christmas trees. I don't feel threatened. I don't feel discriminated against. That's what they are: Christmas trees.

It doesn't bother me a bit when people say, "Merry Christmas" to me. I don't think they are slighting me or getting ready to put me in a ghetto. In fact, I kind of like it. It shows that we are all brothers and sisters celebrating this happy time of year. It doesn't bother me at all that there is a manger scene on display at a key intersection near my beach house in Malibu. If people want a crèche, it's just as fine with me as is the Menorah a few hundred yards away.

I don't like getting pushed around for being a Jew, and I don't think Christians like getting pushed around for being Christians. I think people who believe in God are sick and tired of getting pushed around, period. I have no idea where the concept came from that America is an explicitly atheist country. I can't find it in the Constitution and I don't like it being shoved down my throat.

Or maybe I can put it another way: where did the idea come from that we should worship Nick and Jessica and we aren't allowed to worship God as we understand Him?

I guess that's a sign that I'm getting old, too. But there are a lot of us who are wondering where Nick and Jessica came from and where the America we knew went to.
**This has been edited ... I went to snopes.com and discovered Ben Stein only wrote part of my orginal post. It now reads as he actually wrote it. :-)

New Illinois Law

I got this from a listserve I'm on ... it was in the Chicago Tribune. Thoughts? Comments? I'm pretty interested in what people think of this ... The actual law (as it is worded) appears at the end of the article.

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October 12, 2007

SPRINGFIELD

State lawmakers moved Illinois to the forefront of the national school-prayer debate Thursday, requiring public schools to provide students with a brief moment of silence at the start of classes.

The House joined the Senate in voting to override Gov. Rod Blagojevich's veto of legislation mandating the period for "silent prayer or for silent reflection on the anticipated activities of the day."

The governor had said he believes in the "power of prayer" but worried the law could erode the barrier between church and state.

"This was never about trying to require prayer in the schools," said Rep. Will Davis (D-Homewood), a lead sponsor of the new law. "This is a way for teachers and students to [start] their day off in the right way."

Legal experts said the law, which turns the moment of silence from an option to a requirement, is likely to survive any constitutional challenges. But educators predicted there will be huge problems in enforcing the mandate because teachers and other administrators will have to sort out how to deal with students who ignore it. The law does not contain any penalties for non-compliance.

The law takes effect immediately, and school districts will get a notice from the State Board of Education shortly, a spokesman said.

In Chicago, that would be a big change because administrators know of no schools currently setting aside time for silent meditation.

Since the U.S. Supreme Court struck down mandatory school prayer in 1962, about three dozen states have passed legislation authorizing school districts to set aside up to five minutes of quiet time at the beginning of the school day. The big battle in most states has been over what students are supposed to do during that time. In Alabama, the courts struck down a law because legislators made it clear they wanted the time used exclusively for prayer and not other options such as using the time for silent meditation or reflection.

To avoid legal problems, most states have been moving to a "a neutral moment of silence" that has been upheld by the courts, said Rob Boston, spokesman for Americans United for Separation of Church and State, a Washington, D.C., group. "We don't like them, but generally speaking the courts are more receptive to that idea."

In 2000, a U.S. District Court upheld a Virginia law that required all public schools to observe a moment of silence. Eleven states make such moments mandatory, while 23 others leave the decision to students, teachers and local school boards.

Illinois jumped on the bandwagon in 2002 with a law that allowed for a moment of silence but did not require it.

Sen. Kimberly Lightford (D-Maywood), chairman of the Senate Education Committee, said she sought to make the moment mandatory this year after visiting schools in her district and finding that some teachers provided students with a moment of school silence and some didn't.

Perhaps to avoid court battles, supporters of the measure tiptoed around the topic of school prayer, raising defenses that clearly rankled critics who see the new law as a way to sneak state-sanctioned prayer back into public schools.

Lightford said the quiet time at the beginning of a school day could provide children with a chance to wrestle with difficult personal issues such as abuse or bullying. She and another lawmaker suggested students might even summon the courage to stop another student from rash or violent acts, such as this week's school shooting in Cleveland.

In House debate, Rep. Monique Davis (D-Chicago), a sponsor of the proposal and a former educator, said children are bombarded with too much noise in society.

"But do they ever have a moment of silence to reflect, to listen to the rustling of the leaves, to listen to the chirping of a bird?" she asked.

Rep. Lou Lang (D-Skokie), who voted against the measure, said the only people who lobbied him on the bill were preachers, priests and rabbis.

"This doesn't mandate school prayer, but let's face it -- that's what this is about," Lang said.

Many clergy members welcomed the move.

"We support the wholesome value of time to pause and reflect each day as a matter of good hygiene," said Wayne Miller, Lutheran bishop for Chicago.

But the notion of a mandate did not sit well with other religious leaders, including those who approved of the general intent.

"There are too many things that people are trying to mandate for us, and I think that being allowed to practice our own spirituality when we want to, in our own setting, is more important," said Asayo Horibe, president of the Buddhist Council of the Midwest.

Local school officials were divided. Michael Vaughn, Chicago Public Schools spokesman, said the district took no position on the law but is committed to figuring out the best way to comply and to "make sure that we are sensitive."

Michael Johnson, executive director of the Illinois Association of School Boards, said he foresees conflicts popping up all over the state as schools start implementing the new law, which is expected to happen in the next few weeks.

"If a student decides not to observe it, does that mean the teacher can take action against the student?" Johnson said. Eventually, Johnson predicted, disputes will wind up in court when some school district tries to suspend a student who disobeyed the mandate.

Kitty Ryan, an assistant superintendent for Naperville School District 203, said the district has never told students they couldn't pray silently but has been careful never to endorse a certain religion.

"I'm thinking about a 1st-grade teacher with a room full of students. ... She's going to be wondering 'What exactly am I supposed to be telling these little guys to be thinking about?'" Ryan said.

Other educators questioned lawmakers' priorities, noting that the House, which voted 74-37 to override, has yet to send schools all the money they are entitled to under the recently approved budget.

"We already have the ability to have a moment of silence," said Don Schlomann, superintendent of St. Charles schools.

"I wish they would focus on the things they haven't finished."

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The new state law

"In each public school classroom the teacher in charge shall observe a brief period of silence with the participation of all the pupils therein assembled at the opening of every school day. This period shall not be conducted as a religious exercise but shall be an opportunity for silent prayer or for silent reflection on the anticipated activities of the day."

Wednesday, September 26, 2007

Happy Happy Happy

Summer and winter are not for me. Ah fall, sweet fall! How I love thee.

I love the in-between seasons. Spring and fall. The air is crisp. No heat or air conditioning is needed, so I can sit in the living room and listen to all the sounds. Even the sound of cars passing by on the busy road outside make me happy. I hear crickets and birds, too. This will probably put me in a good mood all day. I just hope we don't have another heatwave. It was mid-to-high 80's yesterday with a million percent humidity. YUCK. Today is what I love. High of 60 degrees. Jeans are comfortable not sweat producing. A sweater or light jacket is great outside. And although my toesies are slightly ice-y, I'm still wearing my flip-flops. (I really do not care for shoes and socks!) yep. I'm happy today.

Tuesday, September 04, 2007

first day of school

Getting off of the bus, on her first day of school. This is such an important milestone in our lives, that I'm posting a picture of my daughter! If you want to see more, I have a flickr.com account. It's marked "private," so, you'll need to send a request (via flicker) to be added to my acceptable viewers list.

I'm so proud of her. She's taking to school like it's the most natural thing in the world. No major adjustment, no whining. My son cried when she got on the bus, the first day, a little less the second day, and not at all today. Not as bad as I was braced for. (I have to admit to a few tears, myself, on that first day. But I held out until after she was gone, and I was away from the bus stop!)

Thursday, August 16, 2007

A Revelation

I. Am. Such. A. Nerd.

I was just looking over the column to the left. The one where I talk about my current (and past) major/minor obsessions. It's pretty clear that I am a major nerd. I wonder when that happened... I've never actually fit in anywhere. I've always been a bit strange. At times, even an outcast. Misunderstood. Bookworm. Music geek. But nerdy? Huh.

I guess I'm okay with that.

Would you be?

Ma-Chine

I have been a machine, this week. The multitude of tasks that I have accomplished is amazing. I always new I could get lots and lots done, if I wanted, but now I have the proof. No more excuses. it is possible. Here is a list of tasks accomplished in the last two days...


*Bills paid (this happens twice a month)
*Account completely up to date (if I wasn't so good at entering things as they occur, this would have been frightening to reconcile)
*re-worked part of our monthly budget (keep your fingers crossed)
*kids room completely cleaned. (this involved a couple of hours of sorting, organizing, vacuuming, and comes complete with a target bag of toys for Goodwill)
*Dishes, dishes, and more dishes (really, a daily task)
*ditto for laundry, folding, etc. (a superhuman feat, always)
*worked out. - cardio & weights (I try for every other day, but settle for 2-3 times a week)
*keeping up with "goal log" at self.com (you should try it ... it really helps)
*last dog obedience class. -- Simon was great!
*took kids to Library (okay, so I do this every week)
*bathed kids (always a good thing to remember to do)

The day isn't over yet. Elizabeth is having her first overnight, here. Tonight. Her friend is hard to feed, because I don't normally feed my kids what I call the "typical kiddie fare." (i.e. hot dogs and chicken nuggets and mac n cheese...) (don't get me wrong ... she's very very polite, but I feel bad serving food a guest doesn't like.) Sometimes I wish I wasn't so aware of the nutritional content of everything. It would be nice to be ignorant, and not so worried about what we put into our bodies all the time. Maybe I'll make pizza. (wheat crust w/flax seed ... I'm such a freak) It should be a winner. We got Ice Princess from the library. I figured that was a good 5/6 year old sleepover movie. It won't drive me completely crazy, either. It's cute. (if you repeat that I said that, I will deny it.)

Friday, July 13, 2007

At Navy Pier IMAX

Toooomorow, tomorrow, I'll see Harry, tomorrow. You're only a daaaay a way ....

(sung to the tune we all know and love, from "Annie")

Oh, and ... NO KIDS!! yea!

Friday, June 15, 2007

A new chapter

I could begin with the usual apologies on not blogging as often as I once did. But ... life happens, right? So much has been happening, too. I wouldn't know where to begin, so I think I won't even try.

I registered my daughter for kindergarten, last week. I've been meaning to do this for the last 2 months, and just never seemed to get to it. Finally, I found myself at the School District office. I was shocked to discover tears in my eyes, while I out the paperwork. It was only a sheer will that kept me from bursting into tears. What? Where did this come from!? I got to the car, and called my husband, who was working for a huge client New York City at the time. I could barely get the words out before the waterworks started. My oldest is going to school. I had no idea it would effect me so greatly. We've been talking about it since last fall. A natural progression of things. No problem. Clearly I was wrong...

While it may seem like I've had kids for forever, the reality is that its only been 5 1/2 years. Part of me can hardly believe that I will no longer have both kids at home all day. It's overwhelming. Lately, too, she does more on her own. She likes to get the napkins, butter, etc. when we are somewhere at like Panera or Corner Bakery. This might not seem like much, but trust me when I say it's huge.

Thursday, May 31, 2007

I'm an Auntie!!

her picture is here

Words cannot express how happy for my brother and how excited I am to meet his daughter. (I get to meet her later today!)

Thursday, May 24, 2007

making memories

We don't usually do the whole Mother's Day, Father's Day thing. We tend to focus more on our mom's on Mother's Day, and just try to make Father's Day a slow, no-stress sort of day. This year is an apparent exception. :-)

Last Saturday I had the pleasure of receiving my husband's Mother's Day gift. My husband made several appointments for me at a Spa. I'm sure this is to be a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, so don't get to too jealous.

As I walked into the building, I remember thinking to myself that the time would pass quickly, so I should enjoy it to it's fullest and make a good memory.

A good memory it is. An incredible memory.

It occurs to me that I should approach much of life this way...

Friday, May 18, 2007

Boring?

Mantra for the dedicated Mother: "I am not perfect. I will not be perfect. Where love and caring exist, I can be me; it will be okay."



This morning I was reading at abcnews and this article caught my attention. It talks about the myriad of responses over a piece that ran in the UK, "Does Raising Children Bore You to Death?" It was written by a stay at home mom. I have not read the actual article, but just a summary ... Needless to say there has been a flurry of response. One such response, "Your lack of parental love borders on child abuse." What!? I wish we could all be so perfect as to never be bored or incredibly un-stimulated by the day-to-day of raising children. The persons making these sorts of remarks (in large droves) need to come over and have a chat with me. Really. You are all invited to dinner. I will tell you about me, my children, my family, and my life in general. You must also stay long enough to watch interaction between me and my children, too. Then, and only then, will you be allowed to judge my parenting ability.

I'm not saying that I'm bored all day every day. Of course not. We have fun together. We paint, play play-dough, color, take walks, go on picnics, etc. But I am an adult. Making a car fall from my head for laughs gets boring after the first minute. Maybe I lack creativity? I can handle that accusation just fine.

Please don't tell me I am a bad parent, based on nothing more than an honest confession. A good parent is never bored? Wow. Then I know ALOT of bad parents. Funny, I've always felt those families to be good, well-adjusted, caring and well-balanced.

Really. To expect, or assume, that someone with my personality-type will always want to play with the kids, do the housework, and smile while I do it? Think again. I don't think I'm Mother-of-the-year, or anything. Hardly. I also don't think that I should "never have re-produced", as some of the comments towards the author of the article in question suggested. Another comment was, "There are some people who are like that. You know, anytime it takes away from themselves, they're not happy and they don't like it." I don't know this person, and I am trying not to judge, but it does not seem as though she understands the point. There's a difference between the selfishness that is being implied through this statement and the simple truth that there is a balancing act between you, the mom, and you the you. Taking away from yourself is not entirely healthy; it's taken me 3 years of staying home to understand this, embrace it, and attempt to do something about it.

Staying at home is the right thing for me and my family, right now. It would be incorrect to suggest that it is a proper and natural match to me. Ha! It has been difficult, to say the least. I am a social person. Outgoing. Extroverted. Staying at home in a nearly efficiency sized condo with 2 kids and a dog, day after day after day after day* ... is not good for me. There have been consequences to this decision that we (my husband and I) have learned we need to recognize and deal with.

Allow me to stress that I am not complaining. While I may lament upon the occasion (this is the last thing I ever thought I'd find myself doing ... I have mentioned the irony, once or twice**), I don't recall ever complaining. I think of the above rant as a statement of fact. Truth. While I may have fallen into this role, due to a lay-off, I did recently have an opportunity to apply for job. Being hired was a very good possibility. It would have been good for me to work again, and I was very interested in the position. I decided that it was not a good move for our family health. My husband agreed. I did not apply. I had a choice, I made it. I will not complain.

Does that mean I totally love being at home? Does this mean that being at home is the best place for me, the person, to be? No. Truthfully, it isn't. Do I get bored? yes. Does it matter that I get bored? No.

It isn't about me. It's about our children; our family. It's about raising our family to be what we feel it can be/should. My wants and needs are secondary to this. Anything less is what's selfish.


*Do not misinterpret. I am not shut inside our apartment all day everyday ... I do get outside .... with the kids ...
**God definitely has a sense of humor.

Friday, May 04, 2007

The dishwasher isn't me!

It's amazing how a dishwasher can become the high point of the day.

This Dishwasher is not mine, but imagine it's black and in my kitchen. --->

Our dishwasher broke almost a year ago. We probably could have called a repairman and had it fixed, but it was old and problematic, anyway. We* decided to simply leave it and start handwashing all the dishes.

On Monday our tax return came. I went out and bought a dishwasher. Yesterday, it was installed. It's pretty. It's new.

Our countertop is now towel-free and dish-free. I think that's what I like the best. Truth be told, I really didn't mind hand washing everything. We keep the dishes rinsed, so it's really not a big deal. What I minded was the resulting clutter on the countertop all the time. Our kitchen is miniscule in size and we need every bit of counter we can get!

In other news ...

Our bedroom windows have to be custom-fit. There's a company that our association recommends, and they are the most familiar with our needs. The kids had a small hole in their screen, which, of course, they put their hands through and made much larger. We've been putting off getting it replaced because we thought it would be quite pricey.** The guy came out and took the screen, Wednesday.*** It will cost us $25. Yep. I'm sure glad we held off sooo long on that one.

After the big dishwasher purchase, we went to Target.*** It was so nice to buy the kids more than to clothing items at once. Don't get me wrong -- most of was still from the clearance rack, or on sale at the very least. But they only need a few more items to set them for the summer. Unless they grow. ha.

We also hope to install new ceiling fans, this weekend. The one's in our rooms have been reduced to one speed only. Ours is fast and the kids is slow. In addition to this our fan has lights that do not work. Seriously. That's how bad the fans are. Last summer the lights stopped turning on. I have never heard of this happening, but sure enough ... there it is. My mom purchased some ceiling fans a few years ago, and then ended up not installing them. She said we could have them. How nice. My husband plans to pick them Saturday morning after his softball game. yay!

*I use the pronoun we loosely, here.
**We're not idiots, we had good reason to think that!!
***See above tax return comment.

Wednesday, April 25, 2007

Yes ... I have an addiction ...

Have you seen this yet?? It makes me smile. I can hardly wait!!!

Have you seen this, too? It's almost too much, really. July will be an awesome month. We will definitely need a babysitter the weekend Deathly Hallows comes out. I do not want to find out what happens from anyone. I want to read it and be suprised. This means, that I must pick up my pre-reserved copy (my husband had me order 2) at midnight, and start reading.

And then ... I will have to find something else to obsess over. I think I will be sad in August... At least there are still movies to be made. :-)

I wonder, too, if Scholastic books will suffer a decline after the 7th book is released. Maybe I should ask my brother to do a "sociology of the Harry Potter Phenomenon" and ask him to include a bit about the publishers...

Tuesday, April 24, 2007

Simon goes to school

Yesterday was our first Puppy Obedience Class. The good news: Simon seems to be a quick learner. The bad news: Good Luck curbing the barking, when you have a sheltie. -Our trainer breeds shelties, and has 4 of her own; I figure she knows what she's talking about. Simon does seem to be listening to me better today, though. I've learned a few things about how to relate to him, and I'm sure this has helped. With five more classes to go, we shall see what progress is made.

While Simon was learning the finer aspects of "heel" and "halt", my son was learning "sit." It would appear that Puppy Obedience class is good for training toddler's, too. (the kids have to stay in chairs along the wall, while class is going on ...

Wednesday, April 18, 2007

related events or cingular incidents?

Tuesday evening my son was complaining of a backache, and then a tummy ache. Just as I was becoming more seriously worried, and fell asleep, snuggling with his sister, while she rubbed his back and sang to him. (Utterly adorable, by the way!) When he woke, over two hours later(!), he was completely fine. End of story.

At bedtime, I heard gagging. Thinking of the early tummy troubles, I dropped everything and ran. My son was sitting in front of the closet door (mirrored doors), with his fingers down his throat. When questioned, he said there was something in his mouth, and pointed to the back of his throat. I saw nothing, and had him drink some water. All better. Story over.

Yesterday, during nap-time, my son went into the bathroom. --I think he saves up during the morning, so he has real reasons to not lie down in his bed. He started crying. I rush back. He has "owwie poo-poo." Now, I would not normally talk about my son's poo-poo, owwie or not ... BUT what happened next is the kicker... He wanted me to hug him, and comfort him, while he sat there. Suddenly he stops crying and say the "owwie poo-poo" is out. He's all done. I look in the potty. There is a nickle (possibly a quarter) in there. At first I think that he's tossed it in there. Then, I look closer. I'll spare you the description of the condition of the coin, but it had clearly been the cause of the owwie. !???! My son is not prone to putting things in his mouth, or swallowing non-food items. This was definitely a chapter from WEIRD.

Related incidents, or isolated occurrences?

Friday, April 13, 2007

bathtubs and other funny-isms

I was in the middle of my shower, yesterday, when I realized I needed the new bottle of conditioner that was under the sink. Of course, I dripped water all over the floor, in my quest for the conditioner. Cest la vie. Worse things have happened. Since my son has become potty trained, I've had to clean/disinfect my bathroom floor so many times, that I wasn't going to bother to do it again for a little bit of water. It'll dry.

Later, after I was dressed, and sitting at the computer, my son comes out to living room (after having gone potty) . Here's the following conversation:

son -- "dah foor id all wedt. I din' do it mama. I don know why id wedt."
me -- "I know, honey. It's from Mamma's shower. Don't worry about it. It's okay."
son -- "keep dah wader in da dtub, mamma! Da wadter sday in da dtub."
me (after I'm done giggling) -- "yes. You're right. Thank you."
son (stern, but forgiving) -- "otay!"

Even now, I'm cracking up as I write this. Can anybody guess what conversations we have when he's taking a bath?!

Tuesday, April 10, 2007

My Grandfather

My Grandfather died, last week. I wanted to blog, but between preparing the family for the trip to Ohio and my own sadness, I could not. My brother did. He did two blogs about my Grandfather. You can find them here and here.

I always liked my Grandfather's hands. There were big. In the last few years, they always seemed bigger than him, proportionally. I loved that. The were strong hands. Caring hands. Weathered and hard worked hands. When my daughter was a baby, I took this picture.

Grandpa always had a good joke to share. Nevermind that you've probably heard that very same joke the last time you visited, or hec, maybe even an hour ago. Most people didn't mind that, though. It added to Grandpa's charm, I think.

I will never forget the first time he held my son. I think the picture speaks for itself.


Such awe.



He was always afraid that we would forget him. That his great-grandkids wouldn't remember him, from visit to visit. I was always reassuring him that this couldn't be further from the truth. Even now, my son and daughter still have him in their prayers. They still look at his picture, and talk about "pa-pa." I don't think that will change.

I love my Grandpa. I am so fortunate for the realtionship the I (and my family) shared with him.

If you want to get to know who he was ... go to my brother's links post...

Tuesday, March 13, 2007

getting fit? !

I just fought, and lost, the urge to do crunches. huh!? Who is that person? I have never been very athletic. I made jogging the 13 minute mile an art, in Highschool. (yes, jogging ... sad, I know) Now I'm jogging a little on the tredmill for fun. I'm lifting weights semi-regularly (depends on when a car is available), and am starting to have teensy weensey ab-definition. (only when I clench really hard). Now, I gave in to an urge concerning crunches? And liked it!? Who is that person?

I do notice an extra spring to my step. I can run up the many steep stairs to our apartment and not be winded. A practically bounce up and down them. This morning I noticed some definition in my upper arms. Hooray! The flab is becoming toned!! Maybe I'll start on my legs soon. Maybe I'll like that, too.

weird.

Sunday, February 18, 2007

Which would you choose?

Grocery shopping:

Sunday afternoon in a store sooo packed and insane that traffic lights need to be installed ... the trip takes 2 hours, but no kids are with you.

OR

Weekday morning, a few people shopping in a patterned and orderly fashion ... the trip takes an hour, but that's because the kids are with you.

Saturday, February 17, 2007

Simon

We bought a dog. No, we did not leave the house, this morning, and say, "let's buy a dog, today." We left the house thinking, "let's go to Home Depot and buy some faucets, and then let's go work out at the gym." Long story short, we went to a pet store to let the kids giggle at the animals, and ended up leaving with a 13 week old male sheltie. My husband says I can name him whatever I want, but that he will call him Simon. So, Simon it is. (I was rooting for "snuffles" or "albus")

I was supposed to send email of pictures to family. I decided it would be easier to post them here. As he is not a child, and neither myself nor my husband, I do not feel I am breaking any of my own rules to post them. :-p




Besides, you'd never understand how darn cute this puppy is if you didn't see him for yourself!!

go figure!

"It's not about winning, it's about playing the game." --my 5 year old.

Maybe I am doing something right ...

Thursday, February 15, 2007

reasons why I love Valentines Day

I was recently in an email conversation with my single brother, regarding valentines day. For the most part, I think the whole hting is retarded, but did remember some reasons to like the day. I emailed him my list. His reply was,"Thats really cool about why you like Valentine's Day - thats a GREAT list." So, it occured to me that I'd like to post it here, too...

**Daddy Daughter Date Nights – several years in a row (from about 9-10 years old until 12?? consisting of a park district dance and cookie decorating. Dad would buy me a corsage, hold the doors for me, and take me out for ice cream afterwards. Precious memories, especially now that he is no longer with us.)

**The neat cards we would put on each others plates at dinner, and mom would put out the china?. (my mom says she doesn't remember that china, but I think my brothers and I would do that part...again, when we were younger...)

**Coincidence only (I cannot stress that enough) it’s when my husband proposed. (seriously … completely separate from it being “the day,” as well as being unplanned)

other than that, and those similar things for other's, it’s pretty much a holiday for commercial revenue … people doing for their s/o , and thinking of their s/o in ways that they should strive for all the time.

ON a family level, however, it can be a very endearing holiday, as I discovered recently. My daughter is a very wonderful, loving, and thoughtful 5 year old.


Love is unconditional. Love goes beyond physicality. LOVE, true love, is not limited to romance. True love is experienced in bad times, good times, boring times, regular times ... true love is also not limited to romantic love.

Love is truly one the most powerful forces on earth. May you all experience it. May you all be true to it.

Tuesday, February 13, 2007

Party in the Potty!!

ANNOUNCING: The Potty Training of my son.


I had been trying to potty train him for some time, and finally decided to back off for a little while. This past Thursday, he got and used the potty by himself. Yes. By himself! Since then he's done a good job of keeping his pull-ups dry. He's worn "big boy pants" a few times, too!

We still have a little way to go, but this is fast breaking news, I needed to share.

Monday, February 12, 2007


I like this picture .... and, no ... it has nothing to do with post. :-)


Without getting into details, I wanted to tell you all about 2 nice things that happened today ...

First, I get an email from my husband, asking what we should do for Valentines day. (We stopped doing "couple-y" things on Valentines Day a very long time ago. In fact, I really only remember 3 times in 10+ years that we did anything ...) I emailed him back wondering why he was suddenly wanting to celebrate the day. His reply was that he knew he'd been working alot, and away, and that we hadn't spent enought time together lately, and he wanted to simply be with me. --doesn't get much nicer that that, no? (I hope he doesn't maim me for publicizing this exchange ... with any luck, he won't read it!!) I am definitely married to a "winner." Trust me when I say that I know how lucky I am.

Secondly, my sister-in-law called me and asked if it would be helpful if she were to take a day off this week, and come over to watch the kids. I need to sleep. And, by Thursday, which is when she likely coming ... I will REALLY need to sleep.

She's a first grade teacher, and I know it isn't easy to take a day off of work.--It's not like she can leave the work on her desk, and tackle it later. (!) She and I are pretty good friends, but even so - I can't get over how sweet this gesture/offer was.

Neat!

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Tuesday, February 06, 2007

update on a quest ...

I've joined a gym! --Okay, so I'm currently suffering from major shin splints, but at least I'm trying. I have also learned that I should not jog on the treadmill at an incline

I also had the pleasure of discovering that I've dropped another pant size. Let me be clear -- I'm going for whole-body health, here ... The pant size came with those efforts, I guess. I've gone from the size 12 I was in highschool up to size 16 (after my first pregnancy) to a size 6. It's weird. Shouldn't I feel like I'm totally skinny? This is a size that I used to think my bones kept me incapable of ("big-boned"). The sad truth is that although I feel good at my "achievment," I do not feel skinny. All of my problem areas, all of my visual insecurities still exist. -they're just on a smaller scale, now. I'm okay with that. really. truly. It's just weird, because I always figured those insecurities would go away if I ate better, got into shape, et al...

I need to restate that I am on a quest for ultimate healthiness. I want to feel good inside and out. I want to model a good lifestyle to my children, and teach them an abundance of good habits. I want to know that I am doing all that I can do for myself and my family. I am taking responsibility for our well-being and peace of mind.

Do I sound like some kind of commerical?? Probably. DO I sound like some kind of fruit?? Most likely. That's okay, though. This has become very important to me, and I'd love to make it more important for others. I guess that's why I'm suddenly talking about it more. I know I usually write about the kids ... there are plenty of stories I plan to tell...but I think I may write more about my lifestyle transition...

Saturday, January 27, 2007

Pathetic?

Is it pathetic that I stay at home and take care of the kids? Am I less of a person because I do not make much more than $60 a month? I am dependent on my husband's ability to bring home a paycheck. Is that bad? I've come to the realization that there are many people out there that would answer "yes" to these questions. I don't recommend staying at home for everyone. I'm aware that it isn't for everyone. (In fact, sometimes I wonder if it's really for me.) I am a huge advocate of making your own decision with regard to the issue. Truth be told, my husband and I stumbled into this, when I got laid off, while pregnant. Childcare simply became too expensive to contemplate while trying to be financially responsible. That being said, am I kidding myself that I'm making a statement in my kids lives? I thought I was giving them something, by being at home. Apparently not? My husband's schedule, during the week is horrid. He often works long hours, with a commute of over an hour on top of it. I always felt that by staying at home, I was reducing some of his stress over home issues; taking care of financial matters, groceries, errands, etc. so that we can spend more time as a family on the weekends. I like to think that I'm offering the children some extra stability in light of their father's week-day hours. According to some, this must all be a pretty pathetic attempt at dodging fiscal responsibilty and life, in general???

I am my own person. I have a college degree. I have interests outside my family. I've been elected by a body of more than 700 people to a national church committee. I'm on 3 such committees, as well as having district and local church responsibilities. I give voice lessons and direct a children's choir. I love to read and cook; I am learning cake decorating, sewing, and yoga. I love being a wife. I love being a mother to my children. I also love being me. -Those things are part of being me, but they're not everything. I have And yet ... When people see "stay at home mom" I'm suddenly a pathetic woman who is incapable of supporting herself and completely dependent on others.

I don't know whether to feel sorry for individuals with these opinions, or to get angry and start shouting. Neither reaction is likely going to help. Will anything?? No. But should I be happy with this status quo? I don't think so. Where does this leave me? I don't know. All I really know is that I hope these folks are wrong.

Tuesday, January 23, 2007

Lifestyle

I don't really do New Year's resolutions. It's much of a coincidence, really, that the new year coincides with my resolve, this year. Several years ago, after the birth of my daughter, I dedicated myself to a more healthy diet. I have had more energy, felt better, and lost alot of weight. The last few months, though, well ... food took a dive. I knew I needed to re-dedicate myself to better eating, but also knew I needed to do more than just this.

I've been experiencing an increasing amount of headaches and other ailments (due to hormones, and various other reasons). Advil is the only option available to me, and not always effective, due to the nature of these headaches. (Tylenol makes me feel sick, and the only prescription I can takeknocks me out flat, leaving me unable to take care of the kids.) My husband and I both decided that I should try a more holistic approach. I let him know that it's much easier for me to do this if everyone is on board.

I've begun doing yoga, eating better, and trying to go to bed earlier. I had my first headache all month, yesterday. It was a doozy, and lasted all day. The kids had to watch movies, in the dark, but basics such as food and snuggles were covered. While I'm unhappy that the t.v. had to be resorted to, I am happy that this hadn't happened in weeks. Is my holistic approach working, or is this merely coincidence? I have no idea.

I plan to continue the lifestyle "conversion." I've already noticed that the yoga helps my daughter. She does breathing excercises, now, when she's frustrated with her lessons (home-school pre-school). It really helps her clear her mind and calm down, too! It helps me, too. (That is when my son doesn't decide to jump on my back, stepping on my hair, or kicking my head. --don't get me wrong, he isn't trying to be malicious, he thinks he's doing yoga, too.)

SO ... more yoga. Join a gym (hopefully this week). Lots of nutrient-rich foods, less processed food, smaller portions. Experiment with new foods and recipes, work on converting old ones with more natural ingredients. (I make wheat pizza dough, and add flax seed ... it's good! really. I promise. Today, I tackle Polenta again. My last attempt failed miserable, but I'm feeling optimistic)

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