355. Fun Video. A friend just sent this to me. It made me smile :) . So here it is.
And here's a link to where it was. Fun comments.
Thursday, February 10, 2011
S-Train Valentines and a visit from the G-parents.
352. Strategies. The S-Train was reading a Frog and Toad story to me this morning. There were robins telling the friends to give up and not to fly their kite. The S-Train said, "I would shake that bush." To get rid of the robins. Hadn't even occured to me. Good strategy, though.
353. Early Valentines. The S-train has been working hard on early Valentines for me. He gave me the best gift the other day. It's a Mom's card - Or an S-Train club card. I run it down the scanner that is his hand, and he does what ever I ask!! He was in bed in record time! :)
354. Grandma and Grandpa!! Came through a couple of weeks ago on their way out to their mission. It was so fun to spend time with them. The timing was perfect and they got to go to one of the oldest's band concerts. How awesome was that! Grandpa got to take some pictures he'd been wanting to, and we took him to see cool buildings and then went out to dinner. Cherry limeades! YUM! Then we played games and stayed up til midnight talking. I love being around my parents. We laugh the whole time! I love laughing, it's so good for you.
354. SDKD. And for all parents dropping their kids off at school. - When I went to drop my kids off at school while the G-parents were here I actually saw a man shake his head and then drop his head into his hands at the school drop off at someidiot driver who had tried to cut in and thus stopped two lanes of traffic behind them. I'm not sure, but I think someday they may find a few parents out there just stopped - having committed hari kari in the drop off lane. I CAN'T WAIT until they combine another school with our in two years and the traffic doubles.(voice syrupy with sarcasm.) We may be walking to avoid that even if it's minus 2! (I don't care if you can't feel your fingers! Walk faster, you'll warm up!) I showed my parents this post and we all had a good laugh.
353. Early Valentines. The S-train has been working hard on early Valentines for me. He gave me the best gift the other day. It's a Mom's card - Or an S-Train club card. I run it down the scanner that is his hand, and he does what ever I ask!! He was in bed in record time! :)
354. Grandma and Grandpa!! Came through a couple of weeks ago on their way out to their mission. It was so fun to spend time with them. The timing was perfect and they got to go to one of the oldest's band concerts. How awesome was that! Grandpa got to take some pictures he'd been wanting to, and we took him to see cool buildings and then went out to dinner. Cherry limeades! YUM! Then we played games and stayed up til midnight talking. I love being around my parents. We laugh the whole time! I love laughing, it's so good for you.
354. SDKD. And for all parents dropping their kids off at school. - When I went to drop my kids off at school while the G-parents were here I actually saw a man shake his head and then drop his head into his hands at the school drop off at some
Tuesday, February 8, 2011
Silly things
350. More Puns. The oldest to the S-Train, "You need to put away your legos."
The S-Train, "I'm Legolas, I don't have any legos."
(Legolas, from Lord of the Rings, Lego-less),
Grooooan.
351. Pianists. A few weeks ago we had some sweet college student helping play the piano in Primary. I looked over, one was playing the right hand and one was playing the left hand. Funny girls! If only we could have them in Primary now! We seriously need a full time pianist.
The S-Train, "I'm Legolas, I don't have any legos."
(Legolas, from Lord of the Rings, Lego-less),
Grooooan.
351. Pianists. A few weeks ago we had some sweet college student helping play the piano in Primary. I looked over, one was playing the right hand and one was playing the left hand. Funny girls! If only we could have them in Primary now! We seriously need a full time pianist.
Monday, February 7, 2011
What's for dinner?
Right now I have three speeds for dinner.
Chili or some sort of bean soup - sometimes with rice
Chicken and rice
Tacos or taco salad
HELP!
Any ideas I have seem like a variation on these themes. I think my family is getting bored. Heck, I am getting bored. Any ideas? What have you had for dinner lately?
Chili or some sort of bean soup - sometimes with rice
Chicken and rice
Tacos or taco salad
HELP!
Any ideas I have seem like a variation on these themes. I think my family is getting bored. Heck, I am getting bored. Any ideas? What have you had for dinner lately?
Monday, January 24, 2011
Laughing Out Loud
I like laughing out loud. I want to laugh out loud more often. I think it's good for me. Here are a couple of things that cracked me up today.
348. Church Shoes. We got half-way to church before I turned around enough to realize what the S-Train was wearing on his feet. Blue Moon Boots. Bright blue moon boots. I said, "Do you have Sunday shoes?" He looked at me guiltily and shook his head. I said, "That's what you're wearing?" He sort of nodded. I rolled my eyes. "Well, then you'll have to keep them on all of church. You might get hot. But that's what happens when you wear boots to church." Then I turned around. And caught Mr.C's eye. And totally cracked up. I tried to stop, really I did. I'm not sure how to teach appropriate church-wear, when I think it's so funny I can't keep a straight face. Later I found out he didn't even have socks on. Can you say, "stinky feet?" I guess I need to make sure I look this kid over before we leave the house. Oh well, I think I'm just glad he had a coat and there were no light sabers involved. At least no socks means they matched!
349. The Prairie Home Companion Joke Show. Apparently I like knock knock jokes. (Mostly because they're the ones I remember.) New favorites.
Knock Knock
Who's There?
Owl's go.
Owl's go who?
Yes they do.
Knock Knock.
Who's There?
Cow's go.
Cow's go who?
No, cow's go moo.
I know. I know. I'd groan myself if I didn't giggle when I heard them.
348. Church Shoes. We got half-way to church before I turned around enough to realize what the S-Train was wearing on his feet. Blue Moon Boots. Bright blue moon boots. I said, "Do you have Sunday shoes?" He looked at me guiltily and shook his head. I said, "That's what you're wearing?" He sort of nodded. I rolled my eyes. "Well, then you'll have to keep them on all of church. You might get hot. But that's what happens when you wear boots to church." Then I turned around. And caught Mr.C's eye. And totally cracked up. I tried to stop, really I did. I'm not sure how to teach appropriate church-wear, when I think it's so funny I can't keep a straight face. Later I found out he didn't even have socks on. Can you say, "stinky feet?" I guess I need to make sure I look this kid over before we leave the house. Oh well, I think I'm just glad he had a coat and there were no light sabers involved. At least no socks means they matched!
349. The Prairie Home Companion Joke Show. Apparently I like knock knock jokes. (Mostly because they're the ones I remember.) New favorites.
Knock Knock
Who's There?
Owl's go.
Owl's go who?
Yes they do.
Knock Knock.
Who's There?
Cow's go.
Cow's go who?
No, cow's go moo.
I know. I know. I'd groan myself if I didn't giggle when I heard them.
Tuesday, January 18, 2011
A full weekend
342. Class - Went to orientation and my first grad school weekend of classes. Talked about so many interesting things that my head is still spinning. Met lots of interesting people and got a lead on some organic eggs. Met a girl who does bookbinding and someone I had in a previous class. Lots of good connections made. Plus, went to Chipotle for lunch. YUM. Being in school feels so right right now.
343. Seeing old friends - There were a few good friends in town for the weekend, or at least part of it, and some who are always here that we don't get to see often. Got to see most of them and catch up at a wedding reception. It feels good to renew old relationships.
344. Wedding Receptions - I was so disappointed that I didn't get to go to the wedding. I had it worked out with my teacher that I could go to the wedding in St. Louis and then come to class late. I had been nervous to ask about it, because I didn't want to come across as the slacker, uncommitted student, but when I woke up dreaming about it, I decided I needed to ask. Well, the S-Train got strep and had to wait until he'd been on antibiotics for 24 four hours before he could go back to school. Of course, that was just before time for class orientation. And Mr. C could NOT take off work - lots to do there. So - Sick child trumps all - and we stayed home for the morning. In reality, it was probably better for my school career that I was there, and having to stay with my boy just made it so that I felt sad about not being able to go - but not guilty. I think that was probably a tender mercy. It was still hard to see a picture of the bride with all her former YW leaders except me.
At least I got to be there for the reception. Beautiful. So many came together, once again, as they always do at these things. And I got to see the
345. Fabulous photography. The wedding pictures were gorgeous, and now I know who I want to do my children's weddings. WOW. Stunning shots.
And I got to hear that my
346. Crazy Wedding present - (part of it was an anatomy coloring book. I saw it at the book store and thought of the bride because she was dreading an anatomy class) was actually appreciated and not just silly. (She was going to go buy one! Who knew?)
347. More missionary farewells. There was one two weeks ago. The latest soon to be elder even flew in from Abu Dabi to speak to us. By the end of June there will be 12 full time missionaries out from our ward. After that there will be a lull. I'll miss hearing that joyous "Called to Serve" chorus coming at me for awhile.
343. Seeing old friends - There were a few good friends in town for the weekend, or at least part of it, and some who are always here that we don't get to see often. Got to see most of them and catch up at a wedding reception. It feels good to renew old relationships.
344. Wedding Receptions - I was so disappointed that I didn't get to go to the wedding. I had it worked out with my teacher that I could go to the wedding in St. Louis and then come to class late. I had been nervous to ask about it, because I didn't want to come across as the slacker, uncommitted student, but when I woke up dreaming about it, I decided I needed to ask. Well, the S-Train got strep and had to wait until he'd been on antibiotics for 24 four hours before he could go back to school. Of course, that was just before time for class orientation. And Mr. C could NOT take off work - lots to do there. So - Sick child trumps all - and we stayed home for the morning. In reality, it was probably better for my school career that I was there, and having to stay with my boy just made it so that I felt sad about not being able to go - but not guilty. I think that was probably a tender mercy. It was still hard to see a picture of the bride with all her former YW leaders except me.
At least I got to be there for the reception. Beautiful. So many came together, once again, as they always do at these things. And I got to see the
345. Fabulous photography. The wedding pictures were gorgeous, and now I know who I want to do my children's weddings. WOW. Stunning shots.
And I got to hear that my
346. Crazy Wedding present - (part of it was an anatomy coloring book. I saw it at the book store and thought of the bride because she was dreading an anatomy class) was actually appreciated and not just silly. (She was going to go buy one! Who knew?)
347. More missionary farewells. There was one two weeks ago. The latest soon to be elder even flew in from Abu Dabi to speak to us. By the end of June there will be 12 full time missionaries out from our ward. After that there will be a lull. I'll miss hearing that joyous "Called to Serve" chorus coming at me for awhile.
Friday, January 14, 2011
Random thoughts about my crazy life
I have so many thoughts swirling around in my brain today. And I'm trying to figure out what they all mean. I think there may be a bit of me that is letting my "sphere of concern" get bigger than my "sphere of influence." So that I'm worried about things I can do absolutely nothing about.
But with the internet making the world smaller, I can do so much about so much more than I used to be able to. But here's the question - what should I be doing with my time now? And how? And what should my sphere of influence be? So much of the time I end up paralyzed. I will admit that I spend far too much time on the computer or reading - and sometimes it's just because the choices ahead of me are so overwhelming. And there is so much to do just here in my own corner that I don't know where to start. I feel overwhelmed by keeping up on my housework, let alone saving the world. And then you get those who tell you to forget the housework and enjoy your family. Well, it's hard to enjoy them if you can't find them under all the clutter! So I keep chipping away, and trying to pat myself on the back when the main floor is kept up. And trying to enjoy my family at the same time.
But then - there is a boy at our school in third grade with terminal cancer. We have all tried to help with the load. And they keep on finding laughter in everyday. This family has handled the whole thing with more grace than I can imagine. They are a beautiful example.
And an old friend whose blog I read has just found out that her father's cancer is progressing far more quickly than they thought. Her mother is dealing with dementia and he is her primary care giver. She is far away, though going out to be with them.
And Haiti is still in rubble and Australia is flooded, and why haven't we heard how they are recovering after those floods last year in Pakistan?
And then my daughter - who has been sitting alone in her room listening to a book on tape - wants a big family project because she's not feeling as close to the rest of us as she would like. (I'm not taking responsibility for that one, as she's been choosing to sit up there by herself.) She also wants to put on a play and walk to raise money for some cause, and, and, and. . . (All of which will involve her mother TO THE MAX if she's to pull it off.)
But just after that I read about this mother who took her kids to help at an orphanage in Thailand for three weeks. And articles about intentional mothering. And meanwhile, back at the ranch, I have a kid getting over strep, a class to get ready for, cookies to make and a present to finish for a wedding reception (missing the wedding because of school and needing to be home while the sick kid finishes up his 24 hours on anibiotics before he can go to school! Missing this big day is breaking my heart), two Christmas packages still not mailed, sharing time and sharing time choosing sticks to get together, a crib to drop off, A child I need to help with fund raising because she desperately wants to go on a band trip and all the family money is tied up in Mom's grad school classes or other important things, A child with a huge birthday next week, VISITING TEACHING, and oh, by the way, chat n chew, that I'm in charge of needs to start soon, my parents are coming through on their way to their mission in a little over a week, and my hair is driving me nuts because I really need a hair cut. WHEW. (And somewhere in here with sun shining through sparkling clean windows I'll take brilliant pictures of my family that I put in the world's cutest scrapbooks and everyone will have clean, folded, ironed clothes, I'll exercise everyday, read my scriptures, and have planned (and, sure, why not, cooked AHEAD), healthy menus that have variety and add joy to my life.) There is more to my actual list, but my head is full. I think it's pizza night.
One friend a couple of weeks ago looked at me and shook her head. "Too busy. Too many things going on." That might just be true. The truth is, if I were more organized and proactive I can handle what I've got. I've just got to get in there and "get'r done" Priorities. And more doing. Less thinking. I'll go do now.
341. Here are a few posts that make me smile. I'll leave you to read them while I go try to get unbusy by quickly knocking four or five things off my to do list.
I read this and felt the need for routine!
The Beauty of Routines
Then I read this, and laughed, and knew we were all alike.
Don't Get Cocky
But with the internet making the world smaller, I can do so much about so much more than I used to be able to. But here's the question - what should I be doing with my time now? And how? And what should my sphere of influence be? So much of the time I end up paralyzed. I will admit that I spend far too much time on the computer or reading - and sometimes it's just because the choices ahead of me are so overwhelming. And there is so much to do just here in my own corner that I don't know where to start. I feel overwhelmed by keeping up on my housework, let alone saving the world. And then you get those who tell you to forget the housework and enjoy your family. Well, it's hard to enjoy them if you can't find them under all the clutter! So I keep chipping away, and trying to pat myself on the back when the main floor is kept up. And trying to enjoy my family at the same time.
But then - there is a boy at our school in third grade with terminal cancer. We have all tried to help with the load. And they keep on finding laughter in everyday. This family has handled the whole thing with more grace than I can imagine. They are a beautiful example.
And an old friend whose blog I read has just found out that her father's cancer is progressing far more quickly than they thought. Her mother is dealing with dementia and he is her primary care giver. She is far away, though going out to be with them.
And Haiti is still in rubble and Australia is flooded, and why haven't we heard how they are recovering after those floods last year in Pakistan?
And then my daughter - who has been sitting alone in her room listening to a book on tape - wants a big family project because she's not feeling as close to the rest of us as she would like. (I'm not taking responsibility for that one, as she's been choosing to sit up there by herself.) She also wants to put on a play and walk to raise money for some cause, and, and, and. . . (All of which will involve her mother TO THE MAX if she's to pull it off.)
But just after that I read about this mother who took her kids to help at an orphanage in Thailand for three weeks. And articles about intentional mothering. And meanwhile, back at the ranch, I have a kid getting over strep, a class to get ready for, cookies to make and a present to finish for a wedding reception (missing the wedding because of school and needing to be home while the sick kid finishes up his 24 hours on anibiotics before he can go to school! Missing this big day is breaking my heart), two Christmas packages still not mailed, sharing time and sharing time choosing sticks to get together, a crib to drop off, A child I need to help with fund raising because she desperately wants to go on a band trip and all the family money is tied up in Mom's grad school classes or other important things, A child with a huge birthday next week, VISITING TEACHING, and oh, by the way, chat n chew, that I'm in charge of needs to start soon, my parents are coming through on their way to their mission in a little over a week, and my hair is driving me nuts because I really need a hair cut. WHEW. (And somewhere in here with sun shining through sparkling clean windows I'll take brilliant pictures of my family that I put in the world's cutest scrapbooks and everyone will have clean, folded, ironed clothes, I'll exercise everyday, read my scriptures, and have planned (and, sure, why not, cooked AHEAD), healthy menus that have variety and add joy to my life.) There is more to my actual list, but my head is full. I think it's pizza night.
One friend a couple of weeks ago looked at me and shook her head. "Too busy. Too many things going on." That might just be true. The truth is, if I were more organized and proactive I can handle what I've got. I've just got to get in there and "get'r done" Priorities. And more doing. Less thinking. I'll go do now.
341. Here are a few posts that make me smile. I'll leave you to read them while I go try to get unbusy by quickly knocking four or five things off my to do list.
I read this and felt the need for routine!
The Beauty of Routines
Then I read this, and laughed, and knew we were all alike.
Don't Get Cocky
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