I See What You are Saying ~ Part "duh"

And by DUH I am referring to me :-p

Are you having fun yet?
I found it much easier to humiliate myself this time
than I did last time.

From the first installment of I See What You Are Saying
I learned three things:

1. Most bloggers do NOT like to see snakes wrapped around children.
2. Watching yourself in a cheesy clip is not as easy as it may seem.
3. Do more singing because Linda loves musicals.

Here are the words...

A Housewife's Song

Sung to the tune of I Can See Clearly Now

I can see dust now the blinds are drawn.
I can see little hand prints everywhere.
Gone are the clean panes, the stains have come.

Its gonna be a long, hard working day.

I can see pet hair all over the floor.
I'd use the vacuum but it don't work no more.
Cobwebs are hanging from everywhere.

Its gonna be a long, hard working day.

Look all around there's nothing but clothes to fold.
Look under the bed there's dust bunnies to scold.....

The sink is full again and I have no soap.
The cupboards empty and there is no hope,
Cuz there's sticky kids runnin' everywhere.

Its gonna be a long, hard working day.
Its gonna be a long (long), hard (hard) working day.

Three things I learned from this installment
of I See What You Are Saying:

1. I waddle.
2. No wonder my house is such a mess... Cleaning wasn't in the script.
3. This must be my 'before' video.

Thank you Linda at 2nd cup for putting this all together... You ARE the WOO-to-the-hoo!!!

Thank you My Love for the great job filming my humiliation.

Thank you to my loverly children for... being themselves. ;-)

AND Thank you to all of you... and, my apologies, LOL!

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I am Booger, and I approved this post.

Yes, Virginia...

...there is an eggnog gum... at least there used to be.

My mom would order it from Avon

and I believe it was related to these gums in one way or another
but I couldn't find eggnog gum anywhere.
Not on the internet anyway.

We used to get teaberry and eggnog gum in our stockings for Christmas. The teaberry lives on... but apparently the poor eggnog fell to the wayside. :-(

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How was your Christmas?

We went to an awesome Christmas Eve service at our church, Crossway Fellowship. I took tons of pics and some video but you will have to wait for those. :-p The weather was not favorable (just rain though, Praise the Lord) and there was still a lot of snow on the ground so we skipped our usual Christmas Eve, after service, drive through town to see lights and Santa.

Christmas morning was fun and relaxing. The kids were up late so they actually slept in. After a quick bite and a reading of Santa's letter*, we took turns opening presants so we could all see what every one else recieved. The kids were a little spoiled, but most of the toys were from thrift stores and garage sales so I don't feel too guilty.

I got a few nesecities for My Love like a new flashlight and a hoodieless hoodie...does that make sense? AND YOU WILL NEVER GUESS WHAT MY LOVE GOT FOR ME!!! No, not a DS... no, not a foot massager. No, not an ugly Christmas sweater. He got me these...



Thats right! The bird house curtains that I had pined for so long ago but never got around to purchasing. Now they are mine and as soon as I get all the holiday decor put away I will show you how lovely they look adorning my kitchen window.

I also received $40 worth of Starbucks gift cards between my mom and My Love. Hmmm... I may go there a little too much. ;-)

* Santa's letter

(an idea I borrowed from my friend Melissa at mom2nej)

Dear Kiah, James, Eden, and Marli,

Ho Ho Ho! Thank you so much for the cookies and milk and the carrots for my reindeer. It was a perfect snack for a long night of hard work delivering presants. Gifts are a wonderful blessing to recieve so let us not forget the greatest gift ever given, our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ. In fact, part of what I do is deliver the gospel message to boys and girls in all parts of the world who may not hear it otherwise. Some children even ask for bibles for Christmas because they don't have one.

Kiah, James, Eden, and Marli, you are blessed to have a mommy and daddy who love you very much and are teaching you to love the Lord. Make sure you remember what they told you about the true meaning of Christmas. It is a time when we celebrate Jesus' birthday and we praise God for sending His son to die as payment for our sins. That is the gospel, and we must believe it to be a Christian and go to Heaven.

Now, I know that you have been trying to be good and to honor and obey your parents, so I filled your stockings with a few things and put them under the tree. You are all beautiful children and I hope you have a very Merry Christmas.

Santa

Merry Christmas!

To all my Blogger friends...

And here I thought that I would have all this free time over Christmas to post all the pics and videos and ideas that came to mind. After all, My Love is on vacation and so I should have extra help which, perhaps in a parallel universe, should equate to extra time. However, in this universe it equates to not even having five minutes to sit down let alone read or type.

*sigh*

I do fear that I will not be able to catch up with all your posts... but I will do my best. I hope to be less busy soon... don't give up on me. I'll be around ... I See What You Are Saying is coming up. Plus, I have so many pictures, thoughts and events to share. It will be like my family newsletter, I'll get to it in January. ;-)

1 - 25

Has it really been that long since I posted? A whole week? I remember going through a few days of an incredible lack of motivation, then there were all these bright shiny decorations laying around distracting me. Of course there is the small matter of having four kids six and under needing my constant attention, a head cold, a snow storm, a power outage aaaaaaand ... that about sums it up.

I hope no one really missed me but at the same time I hope I was missed by someone... besides myself. Many of you have done this cute little 25 things Christmas survey so because I like to fit in here we go :-D

25 Things about ME for Christmas
(Because that is what Christmas is all about, right?)*

1.Hot apple cider or hot chocolate?

I like either one or, even better, both.

2.If you could have anything from ONE of the “Twelve days of Christmas”, what would it be?

I would take the FIIIIiiiiiive. GOOOooold. RIIIIIIIIIIIINGS! And send them into that cash for gold dot com and get me some Christmas $. Hmmm... that sounds awful doesn't it. OK, let me change that to the eight maids a'milkin'. I'd tell them to leave those cows alone and help me deep clean the house and watch the kids so I could go back to bed. There... that sounds much less self serving.

3.Colored or clear lights on tree/house?

I switch back and forth on this one. I like clear but the kids and My Love like colored. This year its a mix of both. Clear on the garlands and colored on the tree.

4.Name one person (famous or not if you dare) you’d like to find under the mistletoe.

IF I DARE!!! I will spill the name of a man who is famous world wide (my world anyway). My Love, of course. Now, if he was not available for some reason... and I happen to be under the mistletoe... and the only other man hangin' around was Spiderman... well then, :-0

(NOT TOBY!!!)

5.When do you put your decorations up?

Ideally the day after Thanksgiving. This year, if I get them up by the time I am supposed to start taking them down, I'll be happy.

6.What is your favorite holiday dish (excluding dessert)?

On Christmas day my mom and I put together a buffet of finger foods and dips. Its simple and we just nibble at it all evening. It takes the pressure off of having to prepare a huge meal and clean up is simple. I guess I didn't really answer the question... oopsie, I wandered :-p

7.What’s your favorite holiday memory as a child?

Looking back I'd have to say that one of my favorite holiday memories was finding out that Santa was my dad. But before you start shaking your head in confusion, let me expound.

When I was 6 or 7 I wanted to try and catch Santa in the act so like any child of the 80s I left my tape recorder out on the hearth and instructed my parents to push record when they went to bed. The next morning I went straight for the tape player... forget the presents... I wanted to hear Santa! I pushed play and what I heard was my dad doing the absolute worst impression of a Santa I have ever heard to this day. It was so painfully obvious it was him and every year we recall the entire incident and have a huge laugh.

8.When and how did you learn the truth about Santa?

What truth, that he's my dad?

9.Snow: love it or hate it?

Love it when I am snuggled up in a quiet house watching it fall outside while I'm sipping sissy coffee and watching a Christmas movie.

Hate it when it impedes my plans or causes my Christmas dinner party to become a New Years party and even more frustrating when it then must become a Valentine's Day party >:-[

10.Do you prefer ice skating, sledding or snow skiing?

Sledding, Its easier for me to just start in a lying down position at the top of the hill since that is always how I end up at the bottom.

11.Wrapping paper or gift bags?

If I have the time I wrap... In a hurry, I bag.

12.Real tree or Artificial?

Our trees have been artificial the last few years. The wood stove dries the real ones out too fast and it makes me nervous. One of these days we will have the propane tank filled the same day we get a real tree for Christmas and just run the furnace the whole time its up.

13.When do you take the tree down?

Used to be by January first but this year that might be the date I actually finish decorating for Christmas, so I'll have to say I'll have it down by February.

14.Do you like eggnog?

YES! And eggnog shakes, and eggnog coffee, and eggnog gum...

15.Favorite gift received as a child?

I don't remember a specific moment, but it had to be something Care Bears. Bedtime and Grumpy were my favorites.

16.Hardest person to buy for?

My Love.

17.Easiest person to buy for?

My mom.

18.Do you have a nativity scene? With wise men or without?

Why? Is there some big debate going on about the wise men? This year our Nativity is made up from a stable I found at a thrift store, a Mary, Joseph and Baby Jesus from a foam craft kit, various fisher price Little People farm animals, and an angel made from a flower pot which I purchased from my nephew at a craft fair. Wise men? I have a picture of them that Kiah colored hanging on the wall behind the nativity scene.

19.Christmas cards: Mail, email, or just don’t bother?

I send them out in January, seriously.

20.Worst Christmas gift you ever received?

Stinky soaps, lotions, creams, and bath salts. Call me weird but I am just not that type. I don't like to smell more than necessary and my tastes are too simple for all that stuff.

21.If you could be one character from any Christmas movie, whom would you choose?

I feel like the mom in Christmas Story but I would choose to be...

22.Favorite Christmas song?

Carol of the Bells and O, Holy Night.

23.What is your tree topper?

A light up star that I purchased at the dollar store.

24.Do you open the presents Christmas Eve or morning?

One or two Christmas Eve and the rest in the morning, and the afternoon, and the evening. I like to drag it out.

25.Most annoying thing about this time of the year?

All those cutsie 25 question surveys that you don't want to spend the time to answer but can't rest until you do and in the end you are glad you did.

YES! I did it!

I have tons of topics and pics to share but my time is at a minimum. I hope you come back to visit when you can, I love all the thoughts and comments you leave. I feel the love, I hope you do too.

AND...

...In case you are as swamped as I feel,
Merry Christmas
and Happy, Blessed New Year!

*...for EVERY season.

For from him and through him and to him are all things.
To him be the glory forever! Amen.

Romans 11:36

Squeaking In

Caution:
Some things mentioned in this post
are not for the faint of heart.

I'll give you a hint.

So the other night I bought some mice as food for our snakes. I got six HUGE, fat, adult, white mice. Candy (our largest snake) was not feeling well as she was preparing to shed. I guess for them its kind of like PMS... except they end up shedding their skin. LOL... ok, I'll stop.

Anyway, Only two of the mice were consumed by the other two snakes so we, for now, have four mice in residence. Last night I heard some squeaking and rustling from the cage where they are currently residing. I looked in only to find them all fighting over one dog biscuit. THERE WERE FOUR OTHER BISCUITS IN THE CAGE!!! Enough for all but they all had to fight over that one.

It reminded me of my kids. I bet all those mice are brothers and sisters. If one kid has it the rest want it. This is a common battle in our home since I refuse to buy everything in fours. Besides I think it is important for each child to have there OWN individual things. I wish they felt the same way.

Sorry for the lack of posts lately. Everything is fine, just preoccupied and not in the mood to write. I must be getting ready to shed. :-p

Starting Traditions

The day after Thanksgiving My Love sent the kids on a treasure hunt. He printed out simple maps for the kids that lead from one clue to the next.

Off they go to find the next clue...

I love this pic and how they were all lined up so perfectly
and in birth order even.

X marks the spot and so they started to dig...

...and dig.

The booty was a tin full of chocolate coins. At first the kids thought the were real gold coins but after I told them to smell them the yelled, "CANDY!!! YAY, CHOCOLATE!!!" and dug in.

Now each evening the kids put there tins on their place mats at the table. Each morning they find a small prize. AN M&M (that's right, just one), a quarter for their penny banks, or a mini tub of playdoh (leftover birthday favors), or a couple sticks of chalk to decorate the patio.

I also put a star into one of the tins. Whoever gets it wins the privilege of opening the door of the advent calendar.

Watch Me Wednesday

So you can't tell me that high fructose corn syrup has no effect on the behavior of children...



...that's my story and I'm sticking to it. :-p


Please adjust the volume of your computer to a lower volume before you play the video... you will thank me later ;-)

Maybe it was all the conversation about Christmas and the fact that we were listening to some rockin' Christmas music. Do your kids get this way this time of year?

Oh No!

Kid + Christmas = hyper activity

Kid + High Fructose Corn Syrup = hyper activity

Christmas = High Fructose Corn Syrup

Perhaps my "new math" (meaning math I just made up) doesn't add up right unless you include:


































P.S. That was James' quiet voice. :-0

Sunday Songbook, Monday

“What is more, I consider everything a loss compared to the surpassing greatness of knowing Christ Jesus my Lord, for whose sake I have lost all things. I consider them rubbish, that I may gain Christ.”

Phillipians 3:8

We sang I'd Rather Have Jesus in church today. It is one of my faves even though it has been maybe a year since I have read or heard it. When a hymn is kept from the senses for a time its meaning can be renewed. It seemed so timely to hear it now that the "shopping season" is upon us. Funny though, I thought it was the CHRISTMAS season. A time of great joy and eternal hope turned into Happy Holidays. Then there is the depression that sets in when you begin to rationalize spending three months salary on 15 minutes of unwrapping. Really? Is it worth it?

I’d Rather Have Jesus

I’d rather have Jesus than silver or gold;
I’d rather be His than have riches untold;
I’d rather have Jesus than houses or lands,
I’d rather be led by His nail pierced hand.

Than to be a king of a vast domain
Or be held in sin’s dread sway,
I’d rather have Jesus than anything
This world affords today.

I’d rather have Jesus than men’s applause;
I’d rather be faithful to His dear cause;
I’d rather have Jesus than world-wide fame,
I’d rather be true to His holy name.

He’s fairer than lilies of rarest bloom;
He’s sweeter than honey from out of the comb;
He’s all that my hungering spirit needs,
I’d rather have Jesus and let Him lead.

I’d Rather Have Jesus is a song written by Rhea F. Miller with the tune written by George Beverly Shea. This poem, written in 1922, was left on a piano in the Shea home by Bev Shea who wanted her son to find it and change the course of his life.

The words, I’d rather have Jesus, moved George so much and spoke to him about his own aims and ambitions in life. He sat down at the piano and began singing them with a tune that seemed to fit the words. Shea’s mom heard him singing it and asked him to sing it at church the next day.

George’s life direction did change. He was offered a popular music career with NBC, but a few years later chose to become associated with evangelist Billy Graham and sang this hymn around the world.

Information from All About God

Now I'm not saying that I am going to forgo the entire Christmas morning frenzy or the joy of sharing simple gifts from the heart with others, but I do know that the handmade and thrift store treasures will out number the store bought ones and the focus will be on the true meaning of the CHRISTmas season.

Keep your lives free from the love of money and be content with what you have, because God has said,
"Never will I leave you;
never will I forsake you.

Hebrews 13:5

And Then Again...

You Are Mashed Potatoes

Ordinary, comforting, and more than a little predictable (Shouldn't I find that insulting?) You're the glue that holds everyone together. (Hmmm... Guess it depends on what kind of glue... superglue Yes! gluestick...No! )

What Part of Thanksgiving Are You?

I got this one from Dena at Green Acres. Its funny because I would have figured I was more like jellied cranberry sauce. A lot of people say they like it but at the end of the Thanksgiving feast the dish is still full and the slices of jellied berries go untouched. I guess folks want the real deal in the end... Not that I'm calling myself a big fake... just jellified and loaded with high fructose corn syrup. ;-)

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Beth at Just Me - NC Beth tagged me with a game of "Six Random Things About Me!" I think I have played something similar before Here, Here, and Here.

But here are the real rules for those of you I tag. HA!

1) Link to the person who tagged you.
2) Post the rules on your blog (copy and paste 1-6).
3) Write 6 random things about yourself.
4) Tag 6 people at the end of your post and link to them.
5) Let each person know they have been tagged and leave a comment on their blog.
6) Let the tagger know when your entry is up.

OK... so since I haven't done this one specifically, here we go...

1. I am addicted to cheesy, predictable, made for TV, Christmas movies.

2. I am hot ALL THE TIME!

3. My second toe is longer than my big toe.

4. I love my DVR.

5. I can not stand the sound of whistling.

6. I watch Sesame Street almost everyday.

YAY! I tag:

Julie
Tabi
Karen
Melissa
Andi
Danella

Oh yeah...

Happy
Thanksgiving

and all that.

Watch Me Wednesday ~ Ah Nuts!

*tap*tap*tap*

I hear at the sliding glass door.

*tap*tap*tap*

I draw back the drapes to see Mr. Squirrel waiting impatiently for my complete attention.

I open the door just enough to let his voice enter but nothing else.



Me: Can I help you?

Mr. S: Yes, as a matter of fact you can. There is something that has been driving us squirrels nuts for quite some time and we can remain silent no longer.

I smirked when he mentioned being silent because I know for a fact that they have been anything but. They are constantly chasing each other up and down the feeder tree, jumping to and from my sanctuary, and squabbling and chuckling over every morsel. Its bad enough that I swapped out my birds feeders for squirrel friendly ones but now I'm being harassed.



Me: (still smirking) And just what is it that has your squirrely tails in a bunch?

Mr. S (giving me a look that indicated he disapproved of my tone) As a matter of fact it is because you forgot to mention us entirely in your Critter Me This post.

Me: ???WHAT???

Mr. S: On your silly little blog you wrote about all the animals who live in the woods around you, and not once did you mention us squirrels. (Now his little forepaws are crossed and he is looking quite pouty).

Me: Seriously, I don't know how you were able to read my blog but squirrels are everywhere, I guess I just figured you guys being here was a given.

Mr. S: You mentioned flying squirrels...

Me: Not everyone who lives here even knows about those...

Mr. S: You mentioned raccoons and possums... they are everywhere. (his squeaky voice was beginning to raise into a fevered pitch). We were the laughing stock of the TRASH

Me: ???TRASH???

Mr. S: (He handed me a card) The Rodent Association of the SierraHs.

Me: ( I pointed) SierraHs?

Mr. S: We wanted it to spell something.

Now I'm becoming slightly annoyed and a little freaked out that the squirrels even know what blogging is or how to spell. I'm definitely going to pay closer attention to my electric and phone bills. They are always climbing on those wires.

Me: Look, Mr. Squirrel. I do apologize for not mentioning you on that post. How about I do an entire post just about squirrels.

Mr. S: Do you mean it or are you just trying to get me to go away?

Me: Both.

Mr. S: Fair enough.

And with that he scampered across the deck and jumped onto the feeder tree. Moments later I hear some loud chattering. I stick my head out the door.

Me: What now?

Mr. S: The feeders are empty and we have company coming.

Me: Well, get it your self... I have a post to do, remember.

Awards and Cawfee Tawk

Look at what I received...



Isn't it pretty!? Saundra from An Italian Mama Gone Crazy gave it to me. Her blog is fun and opinionated, and crazy, all in a good way, and she loves visitors and comments so hop on over there and check out her fabulous blog. :-D

Thanks Saundra! LOL... although, I'm not sure about the grammar. ;-)

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WATCH OUT!!!

*subject change*

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Just a word to the wise...

If you are feeling like this...

Then drop everything and have some of this,

add a little bit of this...

Trust me, it does wonders ;-)

I am so thankful
for cawfee and tawk.
And true friends who are blessings
in every way.

Sunday Songbook

When I was shuffling through hymns of thanks for todays Sunday Songbook I came upon this one and thought it was perfect in every way. For the season, the upcoming Thanksgiving holiday, and just for how I have been feeling of late. Times are hard, the economy is in peril, our nation has turned against itself but still God prevails, provides, and His will perseveres.

Come, Ye Thankful People Come

Come, ye thankful people, come, raise the song of harvest home;
All is safely gathered in, ere the winter storms begin.
God our Maker doth provide for our wants to be supplied;
Come to God’s own temple, come, raise the song of harvest home.

All the world is God’s own field, fruit unto His praise to yield;
Wheat and tares together sown unto joy or sorrow grown.
First the blade and then the ear, then the full corn shall appear;
Lord of harvest, grant that we wholesome grain and pure may be.

For the Lord our God shall come, and shall take His harvest home;
From His field shall in that day all offenses purge away,
Giving angels charge at last in the fire the tares to cast;
But the fruitful ears to store in His garner evermore.

Even so, Lord, quickly come, bring Thy final harvest home;
Gather Thou Thy people in, free from sorrow, free from sin,
There, forever purified, in Thy garner to abide;
Come, with all Thine angels come, raise the glorious harvest home.

Henry Alford, 1844

“Enter his gates with thanksgiving and his courts with praise; give thanks to him and praise his name. For the LORD is good and his love endures forever; his faithfulness continues through all generations.”

Psalm 100:4-5

Tag Tag and a Confirmation

About two weeks ago I got tagged by Ladies of the House who asked us to share a bit about our wheels. Well, I seem to be unable to catch a photo of myself in my minkidhauler so a pic of My Love in his wheels will have to suffice.


Everyday when Daddy gets home from work the kids run (literally) screaming (literally) and jump (literally) into the back of his tired old compact pickup and go for a wild ride around the property. I asked My Love if he minded coming home every day to a screaming mob of hooligans... and this is so sweet... He said, "It will be a sad day, years from now, when the house is empty and I come home from work and no one runs out to greet me." I didn't want My Love to be sad so I volunteered, "Aww, I'll run out and climb in the back of your truck, baby."

After a moment of laughter he replies, "Now THAT... I would like to see."

I hope he knows that I meant I would do it WITH MY CLOTHES ON!

Sicko ;-)

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Just the other day my friend at Fresh Fixins tagged me with this one:

Tag of 7s

• Link to the person who tagged you and post the rules in your post.
• Share seven random/weird facts about yourself.
• Tag seven random people and link to their blogs.
• Let each person know they have been tagged by leaving a comment in their blog.

SEVEN RANDOM/WEIRD FACTS ABOUT MYSELF:

• Whenever I am put on the spot to find random interesting/weird things about myself I suddenly become a huge bore AND completely normal. Go figure.
• I love the way my cats smell. Their fur, their breath... I don't know why... call me weird.
• Every night I MUST read my comics from the newspaper in a certain order as I fall asleep. I love comics. :-0
• Long nails totally gross me out! Especially on feet... oh sick :-p
• I would rather spend time with My Love then any other person. ( I think that is kind of weird in this day and age).
• I never liked kids, even when I was one. I did the whole babysitting thing (for the $) and I was good at it, but whenever someone would ask if I wanted kids I would always say NOOOOOooooooo! LOL, now I have four of my own and I love them more than I ever thought I could and I couldn't imagine my life without them.
• I am actually an incredibly lazy person. If I were alone and independently wealthy, I WOULD NEVER GET OUT OF BED. Seriously. Remote in one hand, beef jerky in the other, and a computer in my lap. All I would need is for someone to bring me the comics.
  

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And as if all that wasn't bad enough I found this at 2nd Cup of Coffee. You can find out where your blog stands... if you dare. Here is what it said about me.

That just confirms what I knew all along. I stopped maturing in Junior High. Well... mentally anyway. Which may explain why I make myself feel awkward.

Oh the humanity!

pppptptptppbpbpbpbbbbttt.

Writer's Workshop

Hostessed by the fatabulously hilarious Mama Kat!
YES! I know hostessed isn't a word... but it should be :-p

The Prompts:

1.) The last time I laughed really hard...

2.) Forgive and forget...I think.

3.) I remember when...

4.) Write about something that bothered you this week.

5.) Write a poem about a favorite color.

Yay! I'm feeling full of it so I'm gonna do all five. What!?! HA!

1) The last time I laughed really hard it had something to do with a horse kicking up its legs and passing gas on America's Funniest Home Videos. I know, I am so mature... so mature in fact that I put my DVR to good use and watched the incident approximately 43 times. Seriously, I was CRYING and the kids were begging me to not go back again. Poor things. Oh the humanity! Sometimes ya just gotta let loose.

2) Forgive and forget especially when it comes to your kids being kids. I'm sure they didn't mean to clog the toilet giving their stuffed bunny toy a swirly bath. And I'm sure they didn't want to break that window pane fighting over whose turn it was to help Mommy sweep. I know the little darlings did not intend to spill milk on the carpet, drop eggs on the linoleum, and empty three boxes of cereal onto the table... they were just trying to help with breakfast. And when you are changing your shirt for the third time this morning because the kiddles mistook it for a towel once again it really is best to forgive and forget and move on ... I think.

*shrug*

Kids will be kids.

3) I remember when I was skinny and I didn't even think so at the time, but I WAS! I felt good, I looked good, I worked out, I was fit, and I fit into EVERYTHING in my closet. What happened!?! Don't remind me... I know, I know, four kids later... but is that really an excuse? NO WAY! I just spent so much time taking care of everyone else that I have forgotten to take care of myself. *sigh* pppptptptppbpbpbpbbbbttt

4)This week I was bothered by many things I'm sure. All so significantly life changing that I have completely forgotten what they are. Oh wait... see prompt 2. At least I have the forgiven part down.

5)My favorite color is blue.

Acrostic Blue

Balmy

Languid

Utopian bliss,

Ethereal.

Haiku Blue

Peace big as the sky.

Eternally flows the cool.

Floating, eyes closed, blue.

Rhyming Prose Blue

Its not easy being blue.

Such sadness expected of you.

When all I really want to do

Is take a moment or two

and be myself when its all through.

Eh, that last one wasn't so hot :-p

But I'm just plain worn out!

Happy reading!

Watch Me Wednesday

Kiah will not be the only ballerina in the house if Eden has anything to do with it.

Eden asks at least three times a day, "Do you wanna watch my ballet."

At least three times a day I say, "Oh yes."

"Then you'll havta close the 'puter Mom." she replies.

That is how the conversation goes... every time. So either she only asks me to watch her ballet when I'm using the computer or this thing is in my lap waaaaaay too much.

In any case,



Pretty good, I'd say, despite the distractions of fairies flitting by and camera flashes going full force.

Stop in Any Time

We found the most delightful spot amidst a ring of oak. Padded with pine needles and painted with moss.

A gift from our friend the kinglet. She had to move on with her song but left you the softest of beds. We gathered a lovely leaf for you to cover and a single shingle of bark to ward off the chill.

I do hope you find it to your liking.

The sitting room is set with a table of stone and a drop of dew to assist you in washing up and settling in. Please enjoy a sway in the green leaf hammock and rest your tired wings.

We welcome you fairies and pixies and sprites. please enjoy a stay in a nook made with you in mind. You may come and go as you wish without a single soul in the know or...

...we have a confident staff who would be delighted to fulfill your every whim.