Today I am grateful…
That the does are alive. They were both resting in our yard the other morning.
Dinner and a movie with my cousin this week. We saw Couples Retreat. I am a Vince Vaughn fan, but I am not recommending you run out and see this movie. It could have and should have been much funnier.
A phone call from my friend. We were IMing on Facebook this week and then suddenly my phone rang and she said, “I thought I’d call you so we could have an actual conversation.” What a concept!
My girl asking with a sly little smile, “People are always telling me I look like you. Do I really look like you?”
My boy scored 4 touch downs in last weekend’s game. This week he has a double header so I will get to see him in action after I go to my cardio class.
It’s supposed to be 60 degrees this weekend.
We have tickets to see a Junie B. Jones play with some friends Sunday afternoon. Miss Bit is beyond excited, and T. Bone isn’t complaining. He’ll be the only boy.
My high school is putting on Alladin. Miss Bit wants to go and see the show, and so do I.
I am the proud owner of The Shack. I have owned numerous copies, but I keep giving them away. Now if I can only finish New Moon and return the whole series to my mil because there are so many other things I need and want to read.
Maj. Nidal Malik Hasan is alive to pay for what he has done. I don’t care if he was mortified to be deployed. Go AWOL or shoot yourself Einstein.
Voters in Virginia and New Jersey.
The week is over. It has been a difficult one for me.
Friday, November 6, 2009
Monday, November 2, 2009
Woa!
I should have known when I woke up before the crack arse of dawn due to a disturbing dream that karma was not my kin today. It was a dream so fresh and real and tangible about my Mom that I wasn't sure what realm I was really in. She wasn't herself and yet she was. She was bright eyed and beautiful and healthy, but not her happy self. She was consumed with anger, and all too eager too unleash it. On one hand I was grateful, because truth be told I'd take my Mom in any state. Yet on the other hand, I was a little unsure...that subtle voice in my head whispering be careful what you wish for ma'am. My subconscious caught up with my psyche in no time, because it became painfully clear that we were just reliving an all too familiar, unwelcome course only this time with 20/20 vision. Knowing the tragedy unfolding makes it all the more painful. I despise those dreams.
I could barely get out of bed and yet I couldn't wait to get out of the house...away...diverted...distracted. I wasn't a mile from home when I saw the mutilated doe on the side of the road. It looked just like the doe I've seen numerous times in our yard this fall...most recently yesterday morning. She was always with an older doe, a wounded deer...is it possible that she, the younger, healthier of the two, was the one lying dead on the side of the road? Is life that tenuous? Are we all walking such a fine, fragile, unforgiving line?
Just when I started to shake off the mood my night's dreams left behind, I was captivated by a link on my MSN page...Proof of an After Life: Not soothing for Those Left Behind. I couldn't do it at first...go there, that is, but just when I decided to go for it and open the link...my computer froze, not once or twice, but numerous times. I never could open the link and it left me unsettled. I never could open it, and perhaps that was divine intervention. I spend so much energy worrying about what will become of my energy when I am no longer that I'm not so sure it's healthy.
Here's the thing...I wanted to write tonight about Halloween and trick or treat and the upcoming holidays and the way my son was IMing with his cousins tonight and the way my girl bravely offered to get her flu shot before her older brother...ordinary life. But today I just cannot shake this feeling that there is just not anything at all ordinary about this day...this life.
What a weird day. There's really no other word for it except just plain oddly strange and unnervingly uncanny = weird.
I could barely get out of bed and yet I couldn't wait to get out of the house...away...diverted...distracted. I wasn't a mile from home when I saw the mutilated doe on the side of the road. It looked just like the doe I've seen numerous times in our yard this fall...most recently yesterday morning. She was always with an older doe, a wounded deer...is it possible that she, the younger, healthier of the two, was the one lying dead on the side of the road? Is life that tenuous? Are we all walking such a fine, fragile, unforgiving line?
Just when I started to shake off the mood my night's dreams left behind, I was captivated by a link on my MSN page...Proof of an After Life: Not soothing for Those Left Behind. I couldn't do it at first...go there, that is, but just when I decided to go for it and open the link...my computer froze, not once or twice, but numerous times. I never could open the link and it left me unsettled. I never could open it, and perhaps that was divine intervention. I spend so much energy worrying about what will become of my energy when I am no longer that I'm not so sure it's healthy.
Here's the thing...I wanted to write tonight about Halloween and trick or treat and the upcoming holidays and the way my son was IMing with his cousins tonight and the way my girl bravely offered to get her flu shot before her older brother...ordinary life. But today I just cannot shake this feeling that there is just not anything at all ordinary about this day...this life.
What a weird day. There's really no other word for it except just plain oddly strange and unnervingly uncanny = weird.
Saturday, October 31, 2009
Friday, October 30, 2009
Grateful Friday
Today I am grateful for…
T. Bone having enough confidence at 8 years old that he was comfortable wearing his tidy whities on the outside of his flood pants to complete his nerd look for Fall Festival. I am also thankful for his sense of humor. Incidentally, he won for most original costume!
Uno…a game we can all play and enjoy.
Reading the Bible with the kids before bed.
Spotting a wolf in our yard this week. It was beautiful and majestic, and for sure not a coyote no matter what anyone else says! HMMMM...I can't hear you.
A long weekend thanks to teacher’s convention.
T. Bone saying on the way to church last week, “My favorite part of church is the home-ily especially if it’s Father T.” He’s listening! Nevermind that it's the homily.
Carving and conversation during last Friday’s pumpkin party. Of course, all the adults were the ones busy turning the pumpkins into jack o’ lanterns while the kids ran around playing ghost in the graveyard and ding dong ditch.
Spending Saturday afternoon shopping, and then we went out to lunch. T. Bone picked out a new winter coat, Miss Bit got some new brown fashion boots, I got some new snow boots and my hubby got some new shoes. Something for everyone!
After Miss Bit got ready for church the other day she said, “Let me go look in the mirror to see just how beautiful I look.” Another kid with confidence.
Homemade chili, chicken noodle soup and mac & cheese this week.
Another almost t.v.-free week.
My brother came to pick up T. Bone Sunday so he could put him to work in his yard. Rumor has it that they tossed around the pig skin a little too. Oh, and they talked about the facts of life...religion and where babies come from. T. loves spending time with his best uncle. T. was none too pleased when I told him that the $ he made was not just for Legos or skateboard ramps or snow boards.
My mil was rear ended this week, but she is ok. We found out on Facebook. Sometimes i'm even a tad thankful for Facebook.
The out of control car that careened out of the ditch Saturday night did not hit us, or any one else, for that matter. T. Bone has thankfully stopped talking about it and fantisizing about becoming a crime scene investigator...FIL let him watch an episode of CSI Miami the other week.
No swine flu and a firm decision not to vaccinate.
We just found out that our old neighbors are now our new neighbors.
Self realization. Miss Bit threw an absolute throw down temper tantrum when I said no she could not go to her friends right before dinner the other night. She stormed upstairs wailing, ranting and raving. After about 5 minutes and 40 blood pressure points (for me), she came down and said, "I'm sorry Mama...I'm just wild tonite."
The belly laugh I got when T Bone threw himself on the floor and whined, "I hate haircuts! Haircuts are just a big waste of money!" Guess who is the proud owner of a handsome new haircut?
I'm not thankful that Gourmet is going away, but I am grateful that I have kept every issue I have ever gotten as a subscriber.
Michael Scott's costume on lastnight's Office. Remember ? http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WhwbxEfy7fg
A Halloween party tonight. I am going as myself because last year I was the only guest besides a few kids (2 of them mine) that dressed up. And I'm not talking mask or hat or animal ears...I was a full blown green witch with warts and rotten teeth.
Reading Miss Fiona's Stupendous Pumpkin Pies with Miss Bit lastnight not only because I like the story, but also because she was very in tune with the whole rhyming thing. She also "read" me Pinkalicious almost verbatim and with emphasis and expression and pride.
An afternoon at the movies with my kids yesterday. We saw and all very much enjoyed Cloudy With a Chance of Meatballs. It is safe to say that it exceeded all of our expectations.
So many people are praying for sweet Stellan.
http://www.mycharmingkids.net/
T. Bone having enough confidence at 8 years old that he was comfortable wearing his tidy whities on the outside of his flood pants to complete his nerd look for Fall Festival. I am also thankful for his sense of humor. Incidentally, he won for most original costume!
Uno…a game we can all play and enjoy.
Reading the Bible with the kids before bed.
Spotting a wolf in our yard this week. It was beautiful and majestic, and for sure not a coyote no matter what anyone else says! HMMMM...I can't hear you.
A long weekend thanks to teacher’s convention.
T. Bone saying on the way to church last week, “My favorite part of church is the home-ily especially if it’s Father T.” He’s listening! Nevermind that it's the homily.
Carving and conversation during last Friday’s pumpkin party. Of course, all the adults were the ones busy turning the pumpkins into jack o’ lanterns while the kids ran around playing ghost in the graveyard and ding dong ditch.
Spending Saturday afternoon shopping, and then we went out to lunch. T. Bone picked out a new winter coat, Miss Bit got some new brown fashion boots, I got some new snow boots and my hubby got some new shoes. Something for everyone!
After Miss Bit got ready for church the other day she said, “Let me go look in the mirror to see just how beautiful I look.” Another kid with confidence.
Homemade chili, chicken noodle soup and mac & cheese this week.
Another almost t.v.-free week.
My brother came to pick up T. Bone Sunday so he could put him to work in his yard. Rumor has it that they tossed around the pig skin a little too. Oh, and they talked about the facts of life...religion and where babies come from. T. loves spending time with his best uncle. T. was none too pleased when I told him that the $ he made was not just for Legos or skateboard ramps or snow boards.
My mil was rear ended this week, but she is ok. We found out on Facebook. Sometimes i'm even a tad thankful for Facebook.
The out of control car that careened out of the ditch Saturday night did not hit us, or any one else, for that matter. T. Bone has thankfully stopped talking about it and fantisizing about becoming a crime scene investigator...FIL let him watch an episode of CSI Miami the other week.
No swine flu and a firm decision not to vaccinate.
We just found out that our old neighbors are now our new neighbors.
Self realization. Miss Bit threw an absolute throw down temper tantrum when I said no she could not go to her friends right before dinner the other night. She stormed upstairs wailing, ranting and raving. After about 5 minutes and 40 blood pressure points (for me), she came down and said, "I'm sorry Mama...I'm just wild tonite."
The belly laugh I got when T Bone threw himself on the floor and whined, "I hate haircuts! Haircuts are just a big waste of money!" Guess who is the proud owner of a handsome new haircut?
I'm not thankful that Gourmet is going away, but I am grateful that I have kept every issue I have ever gotten as a subscriber.
Michael Scott's costume on lastnight's Office. Remember ? http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WhwbxEfy7fg
A Halloween party tonight. I am going as myself because last year I was the only guest besides a few kids (2 of them mine) that dressed up. And I'm not talking mask or hat or animal ears...I was a full blown green witch with warts and rotten teeth.
Reading Miss Fiona's Stupendous Pumpkin Pies with Miss Bit lastnight not only because I like the story, but also because she was very in tune with the whole rhyming thing. She also "read" me Pinkalicious almost verbatim and with emphasis and expression and pride.
An afternoon at the movies with my kids yesterday. We saw and all very much enjoyed Cloudy With a Chance of Meatballs. It is safe to say that it exceeded all of our expectations.
So many people are praying for sweet Stellan.
http://www.mycharmingkids.net/
Wednesday, October 28, 2009
Close Call
I really don't have anything substantive, witty or thought provoking to say. I'm just happy to be here because you see...when I went to turn on my computer last night...I was greeted with a lengthy, cryptic error message. I tried to restart my computer in various modes all to no avail. Then my hubby, who is much better friends with hardware and software than I am, tried and also had not a stroke of luck.
I took it to the IT guy at work who rendered the nasty diagnosis....BSOD. That stands for Blue Screen of Death. I said, "huh?" He said, "Basically, you're screwed." He clearly underestimates himself because I am back in business in less than 24 hours, and I am beyond thankful.
Seriously...I had a hard time sleeping lastnight worrying about files I haven't backed up, lost pictures stored on my hard drive and being cut off from the WWW. I think my adverse reaction speaks volumes and makes me realize that I am a little too attached to my lap top.
I took it to the IT guy at work who rendered the nasty diagnosis....BSOD. That stands for Blue Screen of Death. I said, "huh?" He said, "Basically, you're screwed." He clearly underestimates himself because I am back in business in less than 24 hours, and I am beyond thankful.
Seriously...I had a hard time sleeping lastnight worrying about files I haven't backed up, lost pictures stored on my hard drive and being cut off from the WWW. I think my adverse reaction speaks volumes and makes me realize that I am a little too attached to my lap top.
Monday, October 26, 2009
Halloween Week
Lil Bit lost in the leaves.
Scary BIG sweet treats.
Boo Hoo!
Bzzzz...Yes, that bee Tigger.
Professor Peanut. 
My nerd and my kitty.
Someday these 2 jocks will regret posing for this photo!
Miss Bit loves her friend M.
Boo!
Bzzzz...Yes, that bee Tigger.
Professor Peanut. 
My nerd and my kitty.
Someday these 2 jocks will regret posing for this photo!
Miss Bit loves her friend M.
Boo!Friday, October 23, 2009
Grateful Friday
Today I give thanks for…
Fourteen years of marriage.
The way Miss Bit says “I’ll miss you,” even when I just tuck her in bed for the night.
An almost 70 degree day this week. It was so wonderful to be able to open patio doors and windows and let the warm breeze blow through the house. I love listening to the rustling leaves too.
Maples. My world is goldenrod right now…and glorious.
Taking the scenic route to work this morning. Today you could have surfed on Lake Michigan. I parked by the lake for a few minutes and was mesmerized by the waves rolling in and soothed by the driving rain. There were a few runners that were bold enough to brave the elements. I scarcely remember when I was that driven, but today I was happy to be warm and dry in my car listening to Nora Jones. Despite my detour, I was only a few minutes late for work.
Pumpkin muffins for breakfast today.
While we were cleaning up after dinner one night this week, we were all jamming to the Black Eyed Peas…family dance party in the kitchen!
Twice this week the kids snuggled up in our bed and T. Bone read stories to Miss Bit before bed.
A new Hanna skirt.
Leftover turkey for sandwiches all week.
Carving pumpkins. Last night Miss Bit and I turned her pumpkin into an owl. The pattern was a little challenging for her, so I had her cut some stars out on the side and she bejeweled it - that made her feel very proud. She’s convinced that she’s going to win the jack o’ lantern contest at the school’s fall festival tomorrow with her creation. Tonight some new friends invited us to a carving party.
My hubby is feeling much better just in time for the weekend.
T. Bone decided that he wants to be a nerd instead of a mummy. I love costumes that you can put together by raiding everyone’s drawers and closets.
Fourteen years of marriage.
The way Miss Bit says “I’ll miss you,” even when I just tuck her in bed for the night.
An almost 70 degree day this week. It was so wonderful to be able to open patio doors and windows and let the warm breeze blow through the house. I love listening to the rustling leaves too.
Maples. My world is goldenrod right now…and glorious.
Taking the scenic route to work this morning. Today you could have surfed on Lake Michigan. I parked by the lake for a few minutes and was mesmerized by the waves rolling in and soothed by the driving rain. There were a few runners that were bold enough to brave the elements. I scarcely remember when I was that driven, but today I was happy to be warm and dry in my car listening to Nora Jones. Despite my detour, I was only a few minutes late for work.
Pumpkin muffins for breakfast today.
While we were cleaning up after dinner one night this week, we were all jamming to the Black Eyed Peas…family dance party in the kitchen!
Twice this week the kids snuggled up in our bed and T. Bone read stories to Miss Bit before bed.
A new Hanna skirt.
Leftover turkey for sandwiches all week.
Carving pumpkins. Last night Miss Bit and I turned her pumpkin into an owl. The pattern was a little challenging for her, so I had her cut some stars out on the side and she bejeweled it - that made her feel very proud. She’s convinced that she’s going to win the jack o’ lantern contest at the school’s fall festival tomorrow with her creation. Tonight some new friends invited us to a carving party.
My hubby is feeling much better just in time for the weekend.
T. Bone decided that he wants to be a nerd instead of a mummy. I love costumes that you can put together by raiding everyone’s drawers and closets.
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