Here's your advance notice - this posting isn't one that is funny ha ha, but it is one that absolutely puts a smile on my face.
The past few days I've been able to witness half of "whole". This particular half is a very intelligent man, in my (accurate) opinion. He has a quirky sense of humor, is thoughtful of other people, and has been visiting us for a very important event even though his wife wasn't able to. And he's missed her terribly. I don't know that he would say that's the right word, terribly, but a part of him is definitely different without her - you can tell that part of him is more settled, happier, and at peace when she is around.
I love that. I love the example they set. In this world there is so much heartache. So much distrust. So much malice. It's wonderful to see firsthand that after many decades together, the kindness - love - the changes that take place when you give yourself to someone else's care - that couples do this and years later it's still so tender and such a wonderful thing.
There's a change that takes place when you trust your heart to someone. Trust them with your dreams, your hopes, your fears. Trust them with everything possible. You do change. How wonderful it is to see couples years further than yourself who have done this very thing and still are doing it. Still are taking care of each other. Still love each other. And it's something more cherished.
I love to see this. It gives me hope for my own future. It reassures my insecurities. It makes my heart happy. So thank you for this. Thank you for being an example to me. Thank you for being an example for my children. And it always will put a smile on my face.
Tuesday, April 26, 2011
Monday, April 25, 2011
Happy Easter
After tucking my daughter in bed, she calls me back and tells me, "Mom - will you please tell the Easter Bunny that I appreciate her? Cause I wouldn't want anything to happen like in the movies when they decide to stop coming cause something bad happens. And Santa Clause. I appreciate him too! Will you please let them both know?"
"Oh, and tell daddy that the Easter Bunny is a girl cause boys can't lay eggs. And bunnies can't lay eggs either!"
"Oh, and tell daddy that the Easter Bunny is a girl cause boys can't lay eggs. And bunnies can't lay eggs either!"
Monday, April 18, 2011
Visit from the Tooth Fairy
My daughter lost a tooth last week and is old enough to know all about the "tooth fairy". Lucky for us, she still has enough kid magic in her to wonder and so she determined that with her new tooth in hand, she was going to find out.
(I can honestly tell her I'm NOT the tooth fairy. That really is her daddy's job.) After putting her tooth under her pillow for the night and reaffirming to her that I'm not the tooth fairy, I was fairly certain she had gone to sleep. Lack of noise, all that good stuff.
As my husband pushes open her bedroom door (it's older and sticks right at the beginning so you have to jerk it right at first) - it hits her cd player and then a loud cow bell starts clanking out. Ha ha! She made a trap for the tooth fairy! She put a ribbon with a cow bell on the door and her cd player right in the way to stop the door causing the loud cow bells to clatter.
The tooth fairy was lucky and complete his mission undetected - this time.
(I can honestly tell her I'm NOT the tooth fairy. That really is her daddy's job.) After putting her tooth under her pillow for the night and reaffirming to her that I'm not the tooth fairy, I was fairly certain she had gone to sleep. Lack of noise, all that good stuff.
As my husband pushes open her bedroom door (it's older and sticks right at the beginning so you have to jerk it right at first) - it hits her cd player and then a loud cow bell starts clanking out. Ha ha! She made a trap for the tooth fairy! She put a ribbon with a cow bell on the door and her cd player right in the way to stop the door causing the loud cow bells to clatter.
The tooth fairy was lucky and complete his mission undetected - this time.
Saturday, March 19, 2011
Date Night
Can I just tell you how strange and incredible it is for kids to be old enough to leave home by themselves? We don't venture far, aren't gone too long, and insist on phones being carried in their pockets at all times, but it's so nice. :)
Tonight was date night. Our kids love it because it usually means they can consume as much ice cream and watch as much tv as they want. They always encourage us to leave and have fun and stay out as long as we want. Well tonight we gave them a project to work on. They've been building a loft bed of our oldest and it's ready to be primed. So after giving them instructions and watching to make sure they're doing it right, we're off. I feel a little more secure tonight because we're watching our favorite dog while her owners are out of town. Yay! (I love dogs.)
After dinner, we decide to walk around and only Target is open for wandering around at the late hour of 7:30 (ha ha, smaller town here). While walking around the cameras, I remember a conversation with my father in law and wonder what a SLR (?) camera is. Well there's this kid that works there that is more than happy to tell us all about the cameras. During his spill, he starts talking about 35 mm cameras. He stops - pauses - and looks at us, "You do remember those old 35 mm cameras, right? I mean, I know I had to go to the antique store to find mine ..."
Finally we end up back at home. Walk into the house and yup, the kids are stuck to the screen watching their favorite show. But check this out, they're already showered and in their pj's and everything. I'm impressed! And then I walk into the next room and the dog comes to greet me. With little chunks of paint stuck in her fur. Great. The dog wasn't suppose to go in the garage near the paint. Let's go see the damage.
My husband starts laughing at the paint job. There are wonderful areas! Then there are not so wonderful areas. Literally, there will be a spot that is completely missed but right underneath it is a big dripping section and it makes you wonder where the drips came from. Ya.
Then, inside the house, are little doggie footprints of paint. Until the paint wore off anyway. Sigh. He goes to work fixing the paint, I go to work scrubbing the paint off of the floor and everywhere else I find it.
While I'm scrubbing, my son tells me, "Hey mom! This is for you!" He pushes play on the computer and I hear a commercial start playing, "While most wrinkle creams fade away but your wrinkles don't ..." My son is sincere enough that I believe him when he says that isn't what he wanted to show me. (Or do I just want to?)
When I'm almost finished, I ask the kids if they know what we're doing. When I start to tell them, they start to laugh. They think the painted dog prints are funny. They think the paint on the door is hilarious. When I tell them about the paint on my new washer & dryer, they both suck in their breaths and a look of terror comes across their faces. They know this isn't good. (Which I think is funny that that's what got their attention.)
So it's all clean now. The floor. The door. The washer & dryer. All the doggie footprints. I guess the bottom line is that while I'm glad they can watch themselves for a few hours, I'm glad they still need us around. :)
Tonight was date night. Our kids love it because it usually means they can consume as much ice cream and watch as much tv as they want. They always encourage us to leave and have fun and stay out as long as we want. Well tonight we gave them a project to work on. They've been building a loft bed of our oldest and it's ready to be primed. So after giving them instructions and watching to make sure they're doing it right, we're off. I feel a little more secure tonight because we're watching our favorite dog while her owners are out of town. Yay! (I love dogs.)
After dinner, we decide to walk around and only Target is open for wandering around at the late hour of 7:30 (ha ha, smaller town here). While walking around the cameras, I remember a conversation with my father in law and wonder what a SLR (?) camera is. Well there's this kid that works there that is more than happy to tell us all about the cameras. During his spill, he starts talking about 35 mm cameras. He stops - pauses - and looks at us, "You do remember those old 35 mm cameras, right? I mean, I know I had to go to the antique store to find mine ..."
Finally we end up back at home. Walk into the house and yup, the kids are stuck to the screen watching their favorite show. But check this out, they're already showered and in their pj's and everything. I'm impressed! And then I walk into the next room and the dog comes to greet me. With little chunks of paint stuck in her fur. Great. The dog wasn't suppose to go in the garage near the paint. Let's go see the damage.
My husband starts laughing at the paint job. There are wonderful areas! Then there are not so wonderful areas. Literally, there will be a spot that is completely missed but right underneath it is a big dripping section and it makes you wonder where the drips came from. Ya.
Then, inside the house, are little doggie footprints of paint. Until the paint wore off anyway. Sigh. He goes to work fixing the paint, I go to work scrubbing the paint off of the floor and everywhere else I find it.
While I'm scrubbing, my son tells me, "Hey mom! This is for you!" He pushes play on the computer and I hear a commercial start playing, "While most wrinkle creams fade away but your wrinkles don't ..." My son is sincere enough that I believe him when he says that isn't what he wanted to show me. (Or do I just want to?)
When I'm almost finished, I ask the kids if they know what we're doing. When I start to tell them, they start to laugh. They think the painted dog prints are funny. They think the paint on the door is hilarious. When I tell them about the paint on my new washer & dryer, they both suck in their breaths and a look of terror comes across their faces. They know this isn't good. (Which I think is funny that that's what got their attention.)
So it's all clean now. The floor. The door. The washer & dryer. All the doggie footprints. I guess the bottom line is that while I'm glad they can watch themselves for a few hours, I'm glad they still need us around. :)
Monday, March 14, 2011
Funny email
GM vs MS
For all of us who feel only the deepest love and affection for the way
computers have enhanced our lives, read on. At a recent computer expo
(COMDEX), Bill Gates reportedly compared the computer industry with the
auto industry and stated, "If GM had kept up with technology like the
computer industry has, we would all be driving $25.00 cars that got
1,000 miles to the gallon."
In response to Bill's comments, General Motors issued a press release
stating:
If GM had developed technology like Microsoft, we would all be driving
cars with the following characteristics (and I just love this part):
1. For no reason whatsoever, your car would crash twice a day.
2. Every time they repainted the lines in the road, you would have to
buy a new car.
3. Occasionally your car would die on the freeway for no reason. You
would have to pull to the side of the road, close all of the windows, shut off
the car, restart it, and reopen the windows before you could continue.
For some reason you would simply accept this.
4. Occasionally, executing a maneuver such as a left turn would cause
your car to shut down and refuse to restart, in which case you would have to
reinstall the engine.
5. Macintosh would make a car that was powered by the sun, was reliable,
five times! as fast and twice as easy to drive - but would run on only
five percent of the roads.
6. The oil, water temperature, and alternator warning lights would all
be replaced by a single "This Car Has Performed An Illegal Operation"
warning light.
7. The airbag system would ask "Are you sure?" before deploying.
8. Occasionally, for no reason whatsoever, your car would lock you out
and refuse to let you in until you simultaneously lifted the door handle,
turned the key and grabbed hold of the radio antenna
9. Every time a new car was introduced car buyers would have to learn
how to drive all over again because none of the controls would operate in
the same manner as the old car.
10. You'd have to press the "Start" button to turn the engine off.
For all of us who feel only the deepest love and affection for the way
computers have enhanced our lives, read on. At a recent computer expo
(COMDEX), Bill Gates reportedly compared the computer industry with the
auto industry and stated, "If GM had kept up with technology like the
computer industry has, we would all be driving $25.00 cars that got
1,000 miles to the gallon."
In response to Bill's comments, General Motors issued a press release
stating:
If GM had developed technology like Microsoft, we would all be driving
cars with the following characteristics (and I just love this part):
1. For no reason whatsoever, your car would crash twice a day.
2. Every time they repainted the lines in the road, you would have to
buy a new car.
3. Occasionally your car would die on the freeway for no reason. You
would have to pull to the side of the road, close all of the windows, shut off
the car, restart it, and reopen the windows before you could continue.
For some reason you would simply accept this.
4. Occasionally, executing a maneuver such as a left turn would cause
your car to shut down and refuse to restart, in which case you would have to
reinstall the engine.
5. Macintosh would make a car that was powered by the sun, was reliable,
five times! as fast and twice as easy to drive - but would run on only
five percent of the roads.
6. The oil, water temperature, and alternator warning lights would all
be replaced by a single "This Car Has Performed An Illegal Operation"
warning light.
7. The airbag system would ask "Are you sure?" before deploying.
8. Occasionally, for no reason whatsoever, your car would lock you out
and refuse to let you in until you simultaneously lifted the door handle,
turned the key and grabbed hold of the radio antenna
9. Every time a new car was introduced car buyers would have to learn
how to drive all over again because none of the controls would operate in
the same manner as the old car.
10. You'd have to press the "Start" button to turn the engine off.
Saturday, March 12, 2011
Is it just me?
The time has rolled around to get a new printer. After way to many hours of searching for what we want, reading reviews, searching about cartridges, and hunting for sales, ta-da! Finally - I'm going to go buy the printer. (insert cheering here ...)
Part of getting a lower price is trading in our old printer for their "recycling" program. Saves me money and unloads the old printer so I'm game. So I haul in the old printer and realize, hey - I still have 4 good ink cartridges inside of here that are worth $3 a pop - that's another $12 I can take off of the price tag. But you can only get the ink cartridges out when the printer is on. Hmmm. (Should've just walked away at this point...) So I talk to the salesperson and they're very willing to plug it in and let me get them out.
Yup, pulling those suckers out and bam. The yellow starts dripping ink all over the white counter and floor. Nice. I was so embarrassed. The lady behind the counter quickly walked away. The guy stuck there with me promptly went to gets supplies we go to town cleaning it. Almost done. What do I do? While trying to shift the paper towels in my hand, I completely drop the ink cartridge and yellow ink goes spraying everywhere. What can I say at this point? My daughter tells me, "Way to go mom." Thanks for that, now spray over there so I can wipe it up and be quick about it!
Well their store is clean now - I can't say the same for my shoes and pants. Yellow looks good on me right? In any case, it'll be a while before I go there again.
Part of getting a lower price is trading in our old printer for their "recycling" program. Saves me money and unloads the old printer so I'm game. So I haul in the old printer and realize, hey - I still have 4 good ink cartridges inside of here that are worth $3 a pop - that's another $12 I can take off of the price tag. But you can only get the ink cartridges out when the printer is on. Hmmm. (Should've just walked away at this point...) So I talk to the salesperson and they're very willing to plug it in and let me get them out.
Yup, pulling those suckers out and bam. The yellow starts dripping ink all over the white counter and floor. Nice. I was so embarrassed. The lady behind the counter quickly walked away. The guy stuck there with me promptly went to gets supplies we go to town cleaning it. Almost done. What do I do? While trying to shift the paper towels in my hand, I completely drop the ink cartridge and yellow ink goes spraying everywhere. What can I say at this point? My daughter tells me, "Way to go mom." Thanks for that, now spray over there so I can wipe it up and be quick about it!
Well their store is clean now - I can't say the same for my shoes and pants. Yellow looks good on me right? In any case, it'll be a while before I go there again.
Friday, March 11, 2011
Questions kids have
I really try to teach the little ones that when they pick their nose (because they're going to do it) to go in the bathroom and put it on toilet paper. "Try" being the key word here.
Well a little 3 year old guy today is at it on my couch. I really like my couch and ask him to stop. He looks up at me and sees the baby which sparks a question from him. "Does the baby pick her nose?"
To which I answer him, "No. The baby doesn't pick her nose yet."
His very confused reply, "Well why not?"
Well a little 3 year old guy today is at it on my couch. I really like my couch and ask him to stop. He looks up at me and sees the baby which sparks a question from him. "Does the baby pick her nose?"
To which I answer him, "No. The baby doesn't pick her nose yet."
His very confused reply, "Well why not?"
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