182. Chinese New Year. A couple of weeks ago, the high school Chinese students held a dinner and cabaret for Chinese New Year. They performed this dance, called the Lotus Dance. Two of those globes are our own sweet unnamed oldest.
Sunday, February 28, 2010
A Satisfying Day
Except for the part where Lou kept complaining that her ears hurt. I couldn't do anything but give her Tylenol, popsicles and hot packs. We went to the doctor already and found out she doesn't have an ear infection, she has a virus and the ears are probably referred pain from her throat. That's not fun when you feel icky and have to wait it out. Everyone else, of course was thrilled because they got popsicles anyway.
179. Playing OUTside. It was 37 today. It's been so cold, that it felt much warmer. As the lady on TV said, "37 is the new 70." (On a side note, it has been 111 days since we last saw 70 degrees!!! It has been a long COLD winter this year.) So we took our soccer ball to the tennis courts and played. We kicked the ball around without getting the shoes muddy and had a great time. Beautiful Day.
Another digression. There was a great song on "Prairie Home Companion" last week. It was a beautiful soft melody. The words were something like this, "The winters are long..... In Minnesota. And then it comes.... the first warm day. And by warm we mean..... 30 or 34. Which is a great change..... from 10 below."
This year we all relate.
180. Finished Projects. The article is done and sent off. The bag for the auction is done and sold. And the volunteer calling/coordinating is done. Primary (I think) is set for tomorrow. The activity for next week has lots of planning done. Baths were done by 8:00. The antibiotics only have a few more days. And now I'm ready for a nap. Or an evening watching mindless television. Which is about the same thing.
181. Dinner Appreciated. Made yummy omelets for dinner. Got lots of compliments from the junior crew. I love being a star in my own home. Everyone needs someone to compliment them. It makes life happy.
179. Playing OUTside. It was 37 today. It's been so cold, that it felt much warmer. As the lady on TV said, "37 is the new 70." (On a side note, it has been 111 days since we last saw 70 degrees!!! It has been a long COLD winter this year.) So we took our soccer ball to the tennis courts and played. We kicked the ball around without getting the shoes muddy and had a great time. Beautiful Day.
Another digression. There was a great song on "Prairie Home Companion" last week. It was a beautiful soft melody. The words were something like this, "The winters are long..... In Minnesota. And then it comes.... the first warm day. And by warm we mean..... 30 or 34. Which is a great change..... from 10 below."
This year we all relate.
180. Finished Projects. The article is done and sent off. The bag for the auction is done and sold. And the volunteer calling/coordinating is done. Primary (I think) is set for tomorrow. The activity for next week has lots of planning done. Baths were done by 8:00. The antibiotics only have a few more days. And now I'm ready for a nap. Or an evening watching mindless television. Which is about the same thing.
181. Dinner Appreciated. Made yummy omelets for dinner. Got lots of compliments from the junior crew. I love being a star in my own home. Everyone needs someone to compliment them. It makes life happy.
Friday, February 26, 2010
Yesterday, I shot an elephant in my pajamas....
178. Culturally aware children. Yesterday was Zeppo Marx's birthday. Sue's fifth grade teacher shared that with the class. Apparently I've done my job well enough. Sue was the only one who raised her hand because she knew who the Marx Brother's were. Her teacher shared a scene from a movie with the class. It was from one we've actually watched at home. After her homework was done, Sue spent last night watching 'Animal Crackers' on YouTube. And cracking up. And coming to retell us particularly funny scenes. (She gets it from me.)
More chances to show love
177. Children who want to go to school. This morning, Lou sounded like this.
"Cough Cough Cough - Oooh. Cough Cough Cough - OOOooh. Should I get ready for school?"
?
"No. I'm not going to send you today."
"Why not? Cough Cough Cough - OOOooh."
Just because.
Her ears hurt too. Poor baby. Her eyes have that sick look. We'll take her in when we take the S-Train in for his recheck this afternoon.
"Cough Cough Cough - Oooh. Cough Cough Cough - OOOooh. Should I get ready for school?"
?
"No. I'm not going to send you today."
"Why not? Cough Cough Cough - OOOooh."
Just because.
Her ears hurt too. Poor baby. Her eyes have that sick look. We'll take her in when we take the S-Train in for his recheck this afternoon.
Thursday, February 25, 2010
Exciting Evening Events (to me anyway)
175. Dreaming in Chinese. Yep. I've still got it! Had a dream last night where some guys were doing yard work next door. They were speaking Cantonese and I was translating for Mr. C. Then I started to talk to them. I was trying to remember how to say something and then figuring it out While I was Dreaming!! They even complemented my accent. I'm sure they were just being nice. I could hear how bad it's gotten.
176. Longer Days!!! Sunlight!!! It was light when we got to writing group last night! And yesterday was sunny. A record low temperature. But sunny. And of course it was a happy beautiful time together. Sometimes it's affirmations and life help on top of the writing. And that's so nice. It's nice to have a meeting you GET to go to.
176. Longer Days!!! Sunlight!!! It was light when we got to writing group last night! And yesterday was sunny. A record low temperature. But sunny. And of course it was a happy beautiful time together. Sometimes it's affirmations and life help on top of the writing. And that's so nice. It's nice to have a meeting you GET to go to.
Wednesday, February 24, 2010
While the weather outside is frightful....We'll stay in. Thanks. And be creative. And give each other cool presents.
172. Ice Glazing. Sunday we came out of church and the car looked like it was covered in raindrops. No. It wasn't water. It was ice. It looks so cool. There were even icicles hanging from the side mirror. The next day driving around the trees had glittering spots, like diamonds, up in their branches. They caught the sun as I drove under them. It was like fairy land over my head. As long as it doesn't cause power outages, and the roads aren't awful, a little ice is a pretty thing.
Between that and sickness, numbers at church were down by half. Our daytime highs are half of what they should be.
In other news, we tied the most days ever with an inch or more of snow this year. One more day and we have the record. It's not even March yet. I bet we can do it!
173. The Cowboy Camp Cafe. That is what is replacing the Rainforest Cafe. And how I know the S-Train is feeling better. The creativity has started again. And there is color in those there cheeks! Yea! School tomorrow I think.
174. Valentines that make you think. I haven't posted about it because I haven't taken pictures. But it's somewhere between a Jacob's Ladder and a Chinese finger puzzle. It made my brain hurt to figure out how it works. Family Fun is always good for supplying my children with ideas!
Between that and sickness, numbers at church were down by half. Our daytime highs are half of what they should be.
In other news, we tied the most days ever with an inch or more of snow this year. One more day and we have the record. It's not even March yet. I bet we can do it!
173. The Cowboy Camp Cafe. That is what is replacing the Rainforest Cafe. And how I know the S-Train is feeling better. The creativity has started again. And there is color in those there cheeks! Yea! School tomorrow I think.
174. Valentines that make you think. I haven't posted about it because I haven't taken pictures. But it's somewhere between a Jacob's Ladder and a Chinese finger puzzle. It made my brain hurt to figure out how it works. Family Fun is always good for supplying my children with ideas!
Monday, February 22, 2010
Random Thoughts from the Week of sickness
168. New Words?
Sue: If Brunch is breakfast and lunch, what do you call it when you put together breakfast and dinner?
Thinking.....
Unnamed oldest: A midnight snack.
169. Good Help. My mom had one of my brothers helping set up for a dinner after church. Another mother had her son helping as well. (They're about the same age. Married. My brother has three children.) They both gave their sons very specific directions. And they worked hard.
They were both at my mom's later after church. My mom came into the room and said, "Gentlemen, you have both been well trained by your mothers." They simultaneously stood up and said, "What would you like us to do?" She was just going to say thank you for your help. She and my sister-in-law laughed and laughed.
170. Modern medicine, and the fact that this is not my first rodeo. This is something that makes me grateful, more than makes me smile. The S-Train has pneumonia. He was home all last week with a fever. Laying on the couch and watching way too much television. Thank goodness we've done all this before. I don't have that slightly panicked feeling that sinks deep in your stomach that I did the first time he needed breathing treatments at home. Wondering if you're doing this right and if it will help. Nope. I know how this goes. And I Know it helps. And I know it will end. His class sent him cards. And his eyes almost look normal again. Thank goodness.
Lou is keeping us on schedule with the breathing treatments. Every time it gets close to time she says, "Doesn't he need a breathing treatment?" And of course, he does. She is going to make a great nurse someday, because every time she says that, he is asleep. As his mother, I am NOT going to wake him up. A nurse might, but I won't. I'm pretty sure that if he can sleep his body is fixing itself. I'll give him the medicine when he wakes up. It usually works out about right.
He's on antibiotics, and they seemed awfully thick compared to ones we have used before. I wanted to make sure they were mixed right. So we went to check with the pharmacy. No one else being home, I took the S-Train with me. The pharmacist said, "That one's really thick when you mix it. It's nasty stuff."
Then she looked at the S-Train. "I mean, it's really good stuff."
:-p
She mixed us a new one any way, just in case it hadn't been mixed right. But you can hardly pour it. Yum.
And Mr. C is sick as well. His sinuses have turned on him. He was hoping to feel well enough to go to work, but instead he went to the doctor and came home and slept. Very unusual behavior for Mr. C. Hopefully he'll be up and around soon.
The unnamed oldest is not getting sick. She is getting chapped skin from washing her hands so much. Hmmm. Sick. Dry hands. Sick. Dry hands. We'll take dry hands for 1,000, Alex.
171. Cake and cooking. Mr. C had a birthday. We had cake. Some friends - who we are pretty sure have been exposed to whatever this is already - came and ate cake. Mr. C got up for seconds. And their mom said, "He must be feeling better, if he's getting seconds."
The unnamed oldest said, "No, he'd be feeling better if he were cooking."
Mr. C can still eat cake when he feels lousy, but he can't cook. (Not that we'd let him cook on his birthday, anyway.) Happy Birthday, Mr. C!
Sue: If Brunch is breakfast and lunch, what do you call it when you put together breakfast and dinner?
Thinking.....
Unnamed oldest: A midnight snack.
169. Good Help. My mom had one of my brothers helping set up for a dinner after church. Another mother had her son helping as well. (They're about the same age. Married. My brother has three children.) They both gave their sons very specific directions. And they worked hard.
They were both at my mom's later after church. My mom came into the room and said, "Gentlemen, you have both been well trained by your mothers." They simultaneously stood up and said, "What would you like us to do?" She was just going to say thank you for your help. She and my sister-in-law laughed and laughed.
170. Modern medicine, and the fact that this is not my first rodeo. This is something that makes me grateful, more than makes me smile. The S-Train has pneumonia. He was home all last week with a fever. Laying on the couch and watching way too much television. Thank goodness we've done all this before. I don't have that slightly panicked feeling that sinks deep in your stomach that I did the first time he needed breathing treatments at home. Wondering if you're doing this right and if it will help. Nope. I know how this goes. And I Know it helps. And I know it will end. His class sent him cards. And his eyes almost look normal again. Thank goodness.
Lou is keeping us on schedule with the breathing treatments. Every time it gets close to time she says, "Doesn't he need a breathing treatment?" And of course, he does. She is going to make a great nurse someday, because every time she says that, he is asleep. As his mother, I am NOT going to wake him up. A nurse might, but I won't. I'm pretty sure that if he can sleep his body is fixing itself. I'll give him the medicine when he wakes up. It usually works out about right.
He's on antibiotics, and they seemed awfully thick compared to ones we have used before. I wanted to make sure they were mixed right. So we went to check with the pharmacy. No one else being home, I took the S-Train with me. The pharmacist said, "That one's really thick when you mix it. It's nasty stuff."
Then she looked at the S-Train. "I mean, it's really good stuff."
:-p
She mixed us a new one any way, just in case it hadn't been mixed right. But you can hardly pour it. Yum.
And Mr. C is sick as well. His sinuses have turned on him. He was hoping to feel well enough to go to work, but instead he went to the doctor and came home and slept. Very unusual behavior for Mr. C. Hopefully he'll be up and around soon.
The unnamed oldest is not getting sick. She is getting chapped skin from washing her hands so much. Hmmm. Sick. Dry hands. Sick. Dry hands. We'll take dry hands for 1,000, Alex.
171. Cake and cooking. Mr. C had a birthday. We had cake. Some friends - who we are pretty sure have been exposed to whatever this is already - came and ate cake. Mr. C got up for seconds. And their mom said, "He must be feeling better, if he's getting seconds."
The unnamed oldest said, "No, he'd be feeling better if he were cooking."
Mr. C can still eat cake when he feels lousy, but he can't cook. (Not that we'd let him cook on his birthday, anyway.) Happy Birthday, Mr. C!
Friday, February 19, 2010
167. Building furniture. I haven't yet. But another blog linked to this website. Yum. I'm drooling over the pictures! New bookcases, anyone?
Thursday, February 18, 2010
Ice Cream at the Rainforest Cafe
166.Determined Children. It's raining in my kitchen. Or, It would be if my dear S-Train could figure out how to make that happen. He has turned the kitchen/dining room area into the Rainforest Cafe. (We went there once. It stuck.) We have a tree that might someday grow to connect with the bird and monkey hanging on branches. The light has become a sun. There is a cheetah on the wall near one of the dinosaurs. There is green crepe paper on the chandelier for ambiance and Rainforest Cafe signs at each "entrance." There are open and closed signs. There is even a cash register (out of legos), money (pattern blocks), a notebook to take orders, a cell phone (also legos), and menus (made on the computer with the help of Dad and put into page protector sleeves when Mom wouldn't spring for actual lamination.) My neighbor keeps saying, "He doesn't lack commitment."
Many, many people I know ask, "How can you stand it when your kids do that?" Stand what? They are learning problem solving and the creativity involved is incredible. There are all sorts of skills being learned here. Including how to run a restaurant. After all, dishes must be done, and restaurants need clean counters and floors. ;-) (Also how to work with management when your mom won't let you make things exactly the way you envisioned.)
It's not always on my time table, but it certainly makes life fun. I'll only have this kind of excitement going on for a few more years. Then my walls will go back to plain boring and vanilla. My child will go on to design sets for famous movies or problem solve major logistical problems for a company somewhere because he knows how to GET THINGS DONE.
Meanwhile, I intend to scoop up every minute like it is peach cobbler ice cream and the sun is HOT.
Many, many people I know ask, "How can you stand it when your kids do that?" Stand what? They are learning problem solving and the creativity involved is incredible. There are all sorts of skills being learned here. Including how to run a restaurant. After all, dishes must be done, and restaurants need clean counters and floors. ;-) (Also how to work with management when your mom won't let you make things exactly the way you envisioned.)
It's not always on my time table, but it certainly makes life fun. I'll only have this kind of excitement going on for a few more years. Then my walls will go back to plain boring and vanilla. My child will go on to design sets for famous movies or problem solve major logistical problems for a company somewhere because he knows how to GET THINGS DONE.
Meanwhile, I intend to scoop up every minute like it is peach cobbler ice cream and the sun is HOT.
Funny Pictures
165. Fun pictures. I was looking for pictures to use to change my header. My brother sent me some like this in an email awhile back. Always good for a smile. Of course they come from the website "There, I fixed it."
see more There I Fixed It
This one is titled, "You think Dad'll notice?"
see more There I Fixed It
see more There I Fixed It
And this one provoked a whole thermodynamics lesson, proving that smart science types like this kind of stuff. And like to explain it. In lots of detail. It's just funny, people.
see more There I Fixed It
see more There I Fixed It
This one is titled, "You think Dad'll notice?"
see more There I Fixed It
see more There I Fixed It
And this one provoked a whole thermodynamics lesson, proving that smart science types like this kind of stuff. And like to explain it. In lots of detail. It's just funny, people.
see more There I Fixed It
Saturday, February 13, 2010
Large Group Meetings
162. Stake Conference with an Apostle. It's not too often that you get to hear an apostle speak in person. but almost certainly there is something that will hit you as important to your life. I had two things. There were lots of great things in stake conference, but my two were. 1. Your body is a tool for your life. Satan wants to you to minimize its importance or misuse it. 2. Be of Good Cheer is a phrase found many places in the scriptures. Life is hard, but God is mindful of you. We are being of good cheer so we can not just endure to the end, but endure well.
163. The fifth Grade Hero Assembly. N was the representative from our elementary school. We helped with her hair. It was so fun! At the assembly the fifth graders were told to pay attention. It wouldn't be often that they got to sing with 2,000 people all singing the same songs. The medley of "A Song of Peace" and "This is My Country" was beautiful. Each side of the gym sang one part and then switched. Wow. Chills.
Doing these projects is a great way for these kids to figure out what the qualities of a hero are. It helps them to figure out who they want to be like, and why. As Bruce Coville said, "The big question isn't what do I want to be like, it's who do I want to be like."
Chills and tears for one hero they introduced. A pediatrician in the area has been routinely going down to Haiti several times a year to give care to children there. He arrived in Haiti the day before the earthquake. He is still listed among the missing. His wife and fifth grade daughter were at the assembly. We gave them a standing ovation in his honor.
164. Opening ceremonies for the Olympics. Always a great event. I love it when the world comes together to celebrate peace. It reminds me of all the sweet and good things in the world. It reminds me that when we aren't fighting, humans working together are capable of creating incredible beauty.
163. The fifth Grade Hero Assembly. N was the representative from our elementary school. We helped with her hair. It was so fun! At the assembly the fifth graders were told to pay attention. It wouldn't be often that they got to sing with 2,000 people all singing the same songs. The medley of "A Song of Peace" and "This is My Country" was beautiful. Each side of the gym sang one part and then switched. Wow. Chills.
Doing these projects is a great way for these kids to figure out what the qualities of a hero are. It helps them to figure out who they want to be like, and why. As Bruce Coville said, "The big question isn't what do I want to be like, it's who do I want to be like."
Chills and tears for one hero they introduced. A pediatrician in the area has been routinely going down to Haiti several times a year to give care to children there. He arrived in Haiti the day before the earthquake. He is still listed among the missing. His wife and fifth grade daughter were at the assembly. We gave them a standing ovation in his honor.
164. Opening ceremonies for the Olympics. Always a great event. I love it when the world comes together to celebrate peace. It reminds me of all the sweet and good things in the world. It reminds me that when we aren't fighting, humans working together are capable of creating incredible beauty.
Monday, February 8, 2010
Things that Help make a Day Happy
159. Helpful strangers. I was making phone calls the other day, rounding up volunteers for the school carnival.
"Hi, Kelly, this is KT. I'm looking for volunteers for our school carnival coming up."
"Oh, yeah, I've been meaning to sign up."
So we worked out that she could work prize redemption (always a hard place to fill) and she was going to ask her husband if he could help out another shift and they could switch off. But her voice didn't sound exactly like the person I was calling. So I double checked as I put her name down in the google doc spreadsheet.
"This is Kelly, right?" (I was thinking that either it was Kelly or I had called the number just above hers. I check what I had dialed, it was right.)
"No, this is Kila H----." (At least her name started with the same first letter. We don't have anyone with her last name at our school.) Her elementary school (in our district but not very close to our school) apparently has their carnival coming up, and they are doing their sign ups.
We laughed and I told her it was a shame, but she really didn't need to come help out with our carnival instead of hers.
She was the person most ready to jump in and volunteer that I had called all night!
So, sometimes when you dial the right number and get someone helpful on the line, it may not be who you're looking for.
160. $170 Cashmere sweaters for $10. I think my kids are old enough that I can try cashmere. They are all old enough not to spit up or wipe their noses on me. I got an amazing deal at Ann Taylor with a one day coupon. For that price I can play a bit. Of course, dry cleaning is going to cost as much as the sweater, but It was fun to go shopping with a friend.
161. More Snow! Yeah! The universe is covering our lovely neighborhood in a blanket of white. Just enough to play and make things pretty, not so much that it's a nuisance. I love tree branches outlined in white. And I love it when cold is worth it. (Ironically while the Eastern parts of the country are blanketed in white, Vancouver is having to truck snow in from the mountain tops for the olympics. Wierd.) 4 more days!!!
"Hi, Kelly, this is KT. I'm looking for volunteers for our school carnival coming up."
"Oh, yeah, I've been meaning to sign up."
So we worked out that she could work prize redemption (always a hard place to fill) and she was going to ask her husband if he could help out another shift and they could switch off. But her voice didn't sound exactly like the person I was calling. So I double checked as I put her name down in the google doc spreadsheet.
"This is Kelly, right?" (I was thinking that either it was Kelly or I had called the number just above hers. I check what I had dialed, it was right.)
"No, this is Kila H----." (At least her name started with the same first letter. We don't have anyone with her last name at our school.) Her elementary school (in our district but not very close to our school) apparently has their carnival coming up, and they are doing their sign ups.
We laughed and I told her it was a shame, but she really didn't need to come help out with our carnival instead of hers.
She was the person most ready to jump in and volunteer that I had called all night!
So, sometimes when you dial the right number and get someone helpful on the line, it may not be who you're looking for.
160. $170 Cashmere sweaters for $10. I think my kids are old enough that I can try cashmere. They are all old enough not to spit up or wipe their noses on me. I got an amazing deal at Ann Taylor with a one day coupon. For that price I can play a bit. Of course, dry cleaning is going to cost as much as the sweater, but It was fun to go shopping with a friend.
161. More Snow! Yeah! The universe is covering our lovely neighborhood in a blanket of white. Just enough to play and make things pretty, not so much that it's a nuisance. I love tree branches outlined in white. And I love it when cold is worth it. (Ironically while the Eastern parts of the country are blanketed in white, Vancouver is having to truck snow in from the mountain tops for the olympics. Wierd.) 4 more days!!!
Friday, February 5, 2010
Never Try to Out Stubborn a Mother
158. Perseverance. We are working on consistency with chores. I am trying to put in a reward/consequences system for the S-Train that will work without yelling and without temper tantrums. All right. Don't laugh! The S-Train is trying his endurance against his mother's right now. He doesn't realize that he will lose. Ok, well, he's beginning to realize it. But - eventually the full light will dawn. Day 1 - I don't care if I can't earn computer time or TV time or outside time. I'd rather show that I am an independent human being by refusing to do my chores no matter the consequences! Day 2 - first 1/2 - I can't do any of those things and I lost a few toys? No big deal. Second 1/2 - Now I'm stuck in my room until I do my chores? All right. There's plenty to do up there. Day 3 - first 1/2 - More fun in my room until I do chores? Cool. Second 1/2 - Oh - I kind of want to come down. All right. I'll make my bed and clean up. But I'll make it seem like it's all my idea. End of day 3 - Still one chore to do - but mostly done, and I got to go to my sister's band concert. Maybe she'll forget that I need to do my chores tomorrow. After all, I did them once. Mua ha ha. Dream on little grasshopper. Dream on.
Today is day four. Nope. Chores and consequences still didn't change. Dang. I was sure we were done.
ps - Mr. C told the no i-deer joke at work. He says he's never going to live it down.
Today is day four. Nope. Chores and consequences still didn't change. Dang. I was sure we were done.
ps - Mr. C told the no i-deer joke at work. He says he's never going to live it down.
Tuesday, February 2, 2010
A few bits from the last week
154. Watching old Doris Day, Rock Hudson movies with Mr. C. Ah, when the script and the situation made you laugh, without a laugh track! Old movies are like favorite old shoes. You can relax into them. And then the kids come down and want to know what you're laughing about.
155. Ordinary Days. I am in love with ordinary. We are all healthy. The kids are doing well. We make just enough to cover our needs. We have a home and three square meals. (Or - two square meals and cereal or toast or pizza, depending.) We have enough clothes. There are no major traumas in our life right now. Life isn't perfect, there are still bumps, but we are rolling along together comfortably enough at the moment. Especially after seeing all the devastation in Haiti, and knowing friends who have been going through major upheavals, I am grateful for ordinary.
156. Another exciting question. How tall is the sky? We researched this. Did you know that if you go more than 50 statute miles above the earth you are designated an astronaut? At about 75 miles up atmospheric effects begin to be felt on reentry, and 62 miles up is generally regarded as the boundary between earth and space. (at least according to wikipedia - the font of obscure knowledge.)
And - after you find that out - you are asked, but where does it start above our head? I don't know. Does it start at our feet? Where does it start to be called sky? hmmmm. Anyone? Anyone?
There have been other equally head scratching questions this week. I can't remember them all.
157. Dinosaurs. On my wall. As soon as I can find new batteries the camera will like I'll post some pictures. In the dining room, on the stairs, in the family room, we have dinosaurs. We have a T-Rex, a triceritops and a long neck. They are like the horse that Pippi Longstocking drew in school. There's no way they would fit on just one piece of paper. And the long neck could only find room on the stairs. There wasn't another free wall tall enough! Remember that tape? Lots and lots of tape.
and ps. The new picture on the header is from near Mr. C's parents' house.
155. Ordinary Days. I am in love with ordinary. We are all healthy. The kids are doing well. We make just enough to cover our needs. We have a home and three square meals. (Or - two square meals and cereal or toast or pizza, depending.) We have enough clothes. There are no major traumas in our life right now. Life isn't perfect, there are still bumps, but we are rolling along together comfortably enough at the moment. Especially after seeing all the devastation in Haiti, and knowing friends who have been going through major upheavals, I am grateful for ordinary.
156. Another exciting question. How tall is the sky? We researched this. Did you know that if you go more than 50 statute miles above the earth you are designated an astronaut? At about 75 miles up atmospheric effects begin to be felt on reentry, and 62 miles up is generally regarded as the boundary between earth and space. (at least according to wikipedia - the font of obscure knowledge.)
And - after you find that out - you are asked, but where does it start above our head? I don't know. Does it start at our feet? Where does it start to be called sky? hmmmm. Anyone? Anyone?
There have been other equally head scratching questions this week. I can't remember them all.
157. Dinosaurs. On my wall. As soon as I can find new batteries the camera will like I'll post some pictures. In the dining room, on the stairs, in the family room, we have dinosaurs. We have a T-Rex, a triceritops and a long neck. They are like the horse that Pippi Longstocking drew in school. There's no way they would fit on just one piece of paper. And the long neck could only find room on the stairs. There wasn't another free wall tall enough! Remember that tape? Lots and lots of tape.
and ps. The new picture on the header is from near Mr. C's parents' house.
More Jokes
All right, all six of you who read my blog. You are terrible joke tellers. Not one? Really? So - I'll give you a few more.
153. More jokes.
What do you call a fish with no eyes?
Fsh.
What do you call a deer with no eyes?
(with a hillbilly accent) no i-deer.
And my new very favorite.
Why did Humpty-Dumpty have a great fall?
To make up for a lousy summer.
Pa-dum-pum!
Had some friends over for dinner the other night. It devolved into joke telling. We do like our bad jokes. And you CAN add your own. hint hint.
153. More jokes.
What do you call a fish with no eyes?
Fsh.
What do you call a deer with no eyes?
(with a hillbilly accent) no i-deer.
And my new very favorite.
Why did Humpty-Dumpty have a great fall?
To make up for a lousy summer.
Pa-dum-pum!
Had some friends over for dinner the other night. It devolved into joke telling. We do like our bad jokes. And you CAN add your own. hint hint.
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