Wednesday, December 24, 2008
These last couple of weeks we've had snow off & on. I could be wrong, but I want to say that in my 12 years of living here in Idaho, this is the most snowfall (with snow sticking around for awhile) that I've seen in awhile. Yeah, it makes for crappy driving conditions now & then, but when you're at home, with the fireplace blazing and the front curtains open, it's awesome! I checked Weatherbug and it looks like we can count on more, too. Woo hoo!
On another note, I had forgotten to write about our great Christmas Tree cutting trip. This was the first time I've ever cut down a Christmas Tree. The boys thought it sounded like a great idea so after we bought our $10 tag at the Department of Forestry, we took a drive up to Idaho City. After getting to town we checked with some locals on suggestions for where to go. We went up the road a couple of miles to a forestry road and after a few stops finally found "the tree".
Zach and Randy took turns chopping (they wanted to do it the old fashioned way with an axe--no chainsaws for us!) and got it down pretty quickly.
We hauled it back to the truck, drove it home & later cut it down to size to fit our ceiling. Note to others wanting to try this: "Wild" Christmas trees tend to carry most of their bushiness from the branches way at the bottom. So when you cut down to size, the tree looks a lot different than originally thought. But that's okay, we still love our tree because we made the trip to get it ourselves.
Monday, December 15, 2008
Obviously I don't want to share pictures of the dress itself, since there's the remote chance Randy may decide to read my blog sometime between now & the wedding.
Just a few random shots of bits & pieces of my dress for your viewing pleasure. (And if you can figure out what my dress looks like from this little snippets, then you're a wedding dress savant...at least in my eyes.)
Thursday, December 11, 2008
Okay, that sounded a lot more dramatic (and evil) in my head.
It may seem a little strange that a 40 year old woman on her second marriage is getting so into the whole wedding planning thing. I blame it on the internet. Yes, the internet. Do you know how many wedding related web sites there are out there? Especially ones with message boards where you can talk to other brides-to-be and get opinions, advice, suggestions....snark. It sucks you in, I swear.
One of the more popular things these days is DIY. Yes, as in "Do It Yourself". I'll admit I bought my wedding invitations at a craft store and printed them myself, then spent a whole night meticulously peeling & sticking little adhesive dots & aligning ribbon. But some of these brides are SERIOUS DIY'ers. They make their own aisle runners, place cards, card boxes, veils, hair pieces, invitations, favors, candle holders, bouquets, centerpieces...you get the idea. It all sounds very inspiring, but do I have the time (not to mention the energy) to do all of this? And boy, do some of these girls make you feel guilty if you aren't doing all of the extra little details. It can drive a person crazy. My favorite quote is from one of the ladies over on the "Second Weddings" board on The Knot:
"And every day there's a new post in which Suzy Homemaker bride is DIY'ing her hand monogrammed napkin rings made from all the movie tickets she and her fiance have ever seen together with the couples' reviews of the movies typed, laminated and tucked inside with gold plated embossed signature logos on them!!!"And the acronyms? FI, FMIL, RD, BM, MOH, GM, WC, STD... (Anyone care to guess what all of those mean? Go ahead, I dare you. Leave your guesses in the comments.) Do you know how frightening it was to go on a wedding web site and see all of these women posting messages about whether or not they should do STD's??! Yikes!
What I'm learning mostly is this....it's our wedding. If we choose to thumb our noses at tradition and have our wedding in a really cool restaurant instead of a 100 year old cathedral church or at the hottest country club, so be it. If I think sunflowers would look awesome at a wedding, regardless of the fact that it will be winter and 31 degrees outside, who cares? What?!! I'm not having a Maid of Honor and he's not having a Best Man?? And we're not having an exactly matching number of bridesmaids and groomsmen?? Pfffffft! Another great quote from one of the gals on the "Second Weddings" board, and kind of a motto for everyone there: "Do what makes your heart happy." Yeah....my heart is pretty damn happy....
Wednesday, December 10, 2008
Randy is now living in Idaho. He made it out here in November with his oldest son Zach in tow, who wanted to "start over" away from the lifestyle he had gotten used to out in North Carolina. His younger son, Trevor, was living with Collin & I already so he could start school at the beginning of the year and not have to transfer to a new school in the middle of the semester. So now our household consists of myself, Randy, Collin (16), Zach (18), Trevor (15), my two dogs Rowdy & Zoe, and Randy's dog Roxie. Oh...and let's not forget the cow.... So my life has been busy getting everyone all settled in, rearranging rooms, making room for everyone's storage, getting used to new routines, etc.
All this brings me to a warning...if you don't want to hear the mad ravings of a 40 year old bride-to-be who is planning a wedding that's rapidly approaching and dealing with venues, officiants, florists, bakers, family, teenagers and a fiance....you might want to turn this channel off for awhile. Because this is pretty much going to turn into the wedding channel for the next couple of months. Don't get me wrong--I'm no Bridezilla...but having to plan something like this can make any sane person a little temporary insane. I welcome opinions, suggestions, help, etc. and would love to hear from anyone who wants to chime in on any of my wedding subjects.
You've been warned...
Wednesday, November 12, 2008
"On 12 November 2008, the Special Olympics Flame of Hope will be lit in Athens, Greece to commence a three-month journey across five continents to delivering hope, courage and inspiration to Special Olympics athletes worldwide.
The flame will stop in 10 cities around the world and transported more than 60,000 kilometers (37,000 miles) by DHL, the Official Transporter of the Flame of Hope for the 2009 Special Olympics World Winter Games. At each stop the Flame will be carried by teams of law enforcement personnel, Special Olympic athletes and volunteers.
On 28 January 2009 the Flame of Hope will reach Idaho, USA, and begin the Final Leg of the Global Law Enforcement Torch Run. It will reach Boise, Idaho on 7 February 2009 and be used to light the Cauldron to mark the official beginning of the 2009 Special Olympics World Winter Games."
People may think I'm weird, but I am so proud that Idaho is hosting these world games. Boise and the surrounding area will be host to approximately 2,800 athletes, coaches & delegates from 100 countries. Yeah, it's not the regular Olympics, but these athletes train just as hard, if not harder, just to play in these games.
It's kind of soft spot in my heart because when I was young (I think around 10 or so) my mother signed up herself, me and my sister to volunteer with the Special Olympics being held at that time in Long Beach. I don't remember if it was regional games or what, but it was pretty big. During the opening ceremonies, when we were marching around the Millikan High School track with the athletes, the excitement was contagious. I remember an athlete who was probably high school age and the two of us talked the entire time we were marching around that track, about cartoons. At my age, I thought it was the coolest thing that this older person knew SO much about cartoons, lol. I also remember how loud everyone clapped & cheered when the races/competitions were over. It didn't matter if an athlete was a winner or the last one to cross the finish line--everyone clapped just as loudly for every one of them.
To this day, I'm glad my mom signed us up for that. It taught me humility and tolerance. When other kids at school made fun of kids who were mentally challenged, I didn't join in. Because I had seen these athletes and knew they were awesome competitors in everything they did & put forth more effort than a lot of people I knew.
Let the relay begin!!
Tuesday, October 14, 2008
I ran across this on the Cute Overload blog and almost "squeeeed" out loud when I saw it! Brought back memories of being a kid and the anticipation building as I neared the end of a dot-to-dot puzzle. Guessing all along what it was and usually being right when I finished, lol. The really good ones kept you guessing though...
Thursday, October 9, 2008
I had just sat down in the living room when I heard an odd thud noise from the garage. I knew it couldn't be good. I rushed out to the garage to see Collin looking very surprised and the garage door partway open. He pulled forward as I opened the garage door. When I made my way to the back of my car, (Collin saying the entire time "I swear it had opened!") I saw a lot of white paint from the garage on the back of the car right around the handle to open the back upper hatch. I immediately unleashed a tirade on my son and asked how he could manage to back into the garage door. He tried to explain that it was totally an accident (DUH) and that he swore the door was open. He said he was looking in the rear view mirror when he backed out. I yelled at him, "Didn't you see the big garage door looming in the mirror when you looked in it??!!" He claims he didn't. (I'm actually wondering if he was looking in one of the side mirrors and from that lower vantage point the door looked open.)
He's actually lucky that I didn't take a really good look at it until this morning after I got to work and it was light outside. Because underneath that paint (and probably scratches) was a nice sized dent. Aaaaaaaarrrrrrrgh!!!!
You can tell where the dent is by the way the reflection of the ground looks like there's a big hill behind me. That should be a straight line. Anyone know a good body shop guy? A cheap one?
Tuesday, September 30, 2008
Woman in Cincinnati, Ohio arrested in cow suit. No, seriously. And what do they mean "It is not clear why the woman was wearing the costume." Find out, damnit! Isn't that their job? To find out these things and report back to us?
Friday, September 26, 2008
So to cleanse our pallet, here is something I happened upon totally be accident while surfing through Youtube. It is the day for Friday Videos, after all!
In my opinion, this is pretty damn cool. Something I've never seen before. If you search Youtube, you'll find other songs he's done, such as Sesame Street and the Inspector Gadget theme. One of my favorites believe it or not happens to be the Peter & the Wolf theme, simply because it reminds me of my dad. When I was little my dad had this huge collection of records. Yes, big vinyl records that played on his "hi fi" stereo in his den. If we were really good, he would let us sit quietly in his den and listen to some of them. He had a lot of Broadway musicals & classical music, along with some of the old big bands. I remember sitting and listening to Peter & the Wolf and closing my eyes, trying to identify all of the characters in the story through their specific music. Here's Greg Patillo's version if you want to give it a listen:
P.S. He also has a version of Flight of the Bumblebee that is pretty cool too. I don't know how he does it without passing out!
Tuesday, September 23, 2008
Monday, September 22, 2008
Sunday, September 21, 2008
Saturday, September 20, 2008
But unfortunately, tonight's blog is about something else that happened in the game. At one point, Collin's stick got hung up on a player on the other team. Collin tried to get his stick free but the kid clamped his arm down onto it and refused to give it up. So of course the referee saw this and called a penalty on Collin for hooking. (And yes, I know sometimes the kids really do hook but I knew this wasn't really hooking this time. The other player was blatantly holding onto it while Collin tried to get it free.) As Collin went past the kid on the way to the penalty box, he reached out and thumped the kid in the back of the head. I was surprised by this, because Collin isn't usually a violent player. But after the game, when Collin explained what happened, I understood why he did it. Apparently, as Collin skated past, the kid on the other team called Collin the "N" word. When I heard this I was furious. Are you serious??? This isn't 1962. We're not in some podunk backwoods southern town. Who are this kid's parents? What do they teach him? I spoke with Collin's coach after the game and he told me that Collin told him about it and he spoke to the other team's coach. He assured me that the coach took care of the situation and gave the kid a stern talking to. But I'm still floored by it. I'm just proud that after Collin thumped this kid he just skated away and didn't let it escalate. He did the right thing. Too bad the other kid didn't.
Friday, September 19, 2008
Let me tell you about my week involving my phone. (Warning...this is gonna be long.)
Last week on Friday my phone stopped pairing with my bluetooth earpiece. (It may not sound like a big deal, but when you're in a long distance relationship and the majority of your contact with your someone special is over the phone, it's nice to have your phone working properly. It's also nice to have a bluetooth earpiece so you can go about your daily business around the house like cooking & stuff so you can have a 2 - 3 hour phone call and still get things done.) I called Verizon and did a few tests and they determined it was the phone that had the problem, not the earpiece. They ordered me a new phone to replace mine, but of course my phone had just passed the warranty date last month so I had to pay $50. Oh well, better than paying full price for a new phone.
Since they were sending it Fed Ex I had to wait until Tuesday to get it. Unfortunately, of course they tried to deliver it while I was at work so when I got home there was a note on my door saying I could sign the paper and have them leave it there the next day (which isn't a good idea because I live on a major road and my front porch is in plain view) or I could come get it that night at 6:00. Even though the only Fed Ex pick up location was 25 minutes away in Boise, I decided that was the best option. (Little did I know...) I arrived right around 6:00 and when the guy at the counter (who had the personality of a dead fish) scanned my door tag, he said it "wasn't back yet" and to come back in 15 minutes. So I went out to my car & waited 15 minutes. When I came back in, he scanned it again and again told me it wasn't there yet. I moved aside and this time stood in the office and waited. About 10 minutes later he asked to scan my tag again (don't they save that info the first time??) and said wait just a minute I'm going to go look in back. He was gone for 20 minutes. Seriously. At 6:45 he came back out and said "It's not here. I don't know where it is." Um....excuse me?? So I said, "You've lost it?" He said, "No, it's misplaced." So I said, "Which is the same thing as lost." To which he replied, "Yes, it's lost." (insert angry face here) He said that if they found it they would deliver it the next day. Oh yeah, that's what I want...so I can go through all of this again! So the manager came out to talk to me. I noticed she seemed a little perturbed when I told her that her counter guy admitted that they lost my package. However, while we were talking about what they were going to do to fix this situation, another woman came out from the back and said she had found it by going through the boxes one by one. So finally, around 7:00 I got my phone and went back home.
But wait, there's more! After arriving at home I eagerly opened the package and went through the directions to get it all set up. Things were looking good until I opened my phone up and saw that every time I pushed any button the screen would double up, making it nearly impossible to read what was on the screen. (Really fun when you're trying to send a text.) Also the front screen was intermittently going dark, even when buttons were pressed. Crap. At least it worked for a basic phone call and it paired up with my bluetooth earpiece so I made do with it for the rest of the night.
Wednesday after work I picked up the boys and headed to Verizon (my son was having problems with his phone also--same model, surprise--so I wanted to get his taken care of too.) Of course by the time I got there they were very busy so I had to type my name into a queue and wait to be called. When I got to the counter I explained the situation to the guy (luckily I had the manager so he was very competent and helpful) so he replaced my phone for me again. He also took care of my son's phone, ordering him a new one because they didn't carry his color in the store, and also didn't charge me for his replacement since I was having so much trouble. Before I left I told him that also my charger had been acting up, turning off & on while charging. He said that maybe it was my old phone so to try it with the new phone and if it still didn't work to bring it in and they'd replace it. So that night after getting my new phone set up and making sure it worked properly, I plugged in the charger before I went to bed. It did the same thing it did with my old phone. Okay, I have to take another trip out to Verizon tomorrow...
Thursday...after work...Verizon store...Luckily this time they weren't very busy and I just walked in & told them what I needed and they replaced it for me. Easy peasy. When it was time for bed last night, I was excited that I was finally going to have a phone that worked AND a charger that worked. I plugged the charger into the wall, plugged it into the phone and....nothing. Not charging. I pushed it in a little further and it kind of flashed the charging symbol for a second then stopped again. I moved the cord around a little bit to see if it helped but nothing I did would get it to charge. Crap. I knew I was going to have to take yet ANOTHER trip to the Verizon store on Friday. So I unplugged the charger from the wall, pulled it out of the phone and...wait a second...that doesn't look right...holy crap, the charger pulled out the whole charging slot from the phone!!! (insert another angry face here) Great, so the charger just broke the brand new phone. This is getting ridiculous.
Needless to say, I had a hard time falling asleep last night and woke up feeling tired & cranky. Today after work I get to drive over to Verizon again (did I mention it's a good 15 minutes from my house which equals gas that I'm wasting driving 30 minutes round trip for four days in a row??) Someone is going to fix all of this. I will fill you in later on how it went. But I have a feeling I'm NOT going to be in a good mood.
Oh yeah...and today is "National Talk Like a Pirate Day". Arrrrrrgh.
Wednesday, September 17, 2008
Today after work I had to run some errands but needed Collin to go with me because we're having trouble with his phone. (That in itself is another story for another time...) So Collin, Trevor & I loaded up into the car and went to Verizon. After conducting our business there, we were hungry and wanted to pick up something quick at Wendy's. Things went well at the drive thru, the girl at the window said "If I could give you free stuff I would just because of your hair."
But as we pulled away from Wendy's & got barely a scant block or two away, tragedy struck. They had put all three of our drinks into one of those flimsy cardboard drink trays. I was trying to extract them from the tray and put them in my car's cupholders when the tray tipped. One soda flipped completely upside down and poured down the side of my seat, all over the door and the floor. When I went to try to stop that one from falling, the one I had in my other hand dumped sideways on me and I got about half of a cold Mountain Dew in my lap. Of course, no amount of cheap Wendy's napkins are going to take care of this, so after I apologetically let an expletive fly, I told Collin to get us home as quickly as possible. So I had a very cold, very wet ride home, sitting in a big puddle of what really looked like pee since it was yellow Mountain Dew.
By the time we got home most of it had soaked into the seat and I was soaked through to my underwear. I got out of the car and quickly headed into the house so the neighbors wouldn't think I had peed myself. I waddled into the bathroom, took my shoes & socks off, stripped the soaked jeans & underwear off and took a shower from the waist down. After finally getting adequately cleaned off I went back to the kitchen to eat my now lukewarm burger & fries.
Is it Friday yet??
Tuesday, September 16, 2008
I had to break down and make a doctor appointment for my shoulder for next week. My shoulder has been giving me problems off & on for a very long time now and more recently it's just in constant pain. Both my mom and my dad had to have surgery on their shoulders because of rotator cuff problems so it makes me nervous. Kind of like having both decks stacked against you. I've put it off for way too long, but you know it's time to see the doctor when it hurts to get dressed in the morning. I'm sure I'll keep you posted on how that all goes.
Last night I had a very nice ending to my day via a heart to heart talk with my son. He is the one who initiated the conversation and it I won't go into details because that conversation was between him & I and I don't want to be blathering on about it all over the internet. But the best part about the WHOLE conversation was at the end. He had been lying down on his bed during our talk and when I stopped talking at one point I just looked at him and asked if he had anything else he wanted to talk about. He sat up in his bed & scooted close to me and said, "No you can just give me a hug now." Then he wrapped his arms around me and gave me the tightest, longest hug I've had from him in ages. (And the first one initiated by him in I don't know how long.) I told him that I love him and he said, "I know...I love you too." Just a few words, but they were some of the best I've heard in a long time.
I've been thinking lately about making cakes. No, seriously. When I was little my mom took a class through the local Parks & Recreation program and learned how to make cakes. My memory is a little foggy, but I seem to recall her making cakes for people, probably to make a little extra money on the side. She made wedding cakes, birthday cakes and even an entire fleet of little ladybug cakes (There's a picture somewhere of all of them sitting on a long table in our garage.) With that in mind, the other day I ran across the show "Amazing Wedding Cakes" on WE this weekend. (I actually sat through 2 whole episodes!)
Some of these (actually most if not all of these) cakes rock!! For some reason my absolute favorite (shown in the video above) was the Birch tree cake made by the Cakegirls. If I could make cakes like that I'd quit my day job.
Saturday, September 13, 2008
Friday, September 12, 2008
So I don't usually get all that excited about new movies coming out, but for some reason when I saw this trailer today I thought, "I really have to see that movie when it comes out." I'll admit there were some Bond movies in the past that I thought were good. And trust me, as an adult female I am in the party of "there's something pretty damn sexy about James Bond"...(I'll even admit that when I set up my Garmin Nuvi navigator, I changed the voice from that annoying woman to a guy with an English accent. It's like having Bond right there in the car with me, LOL!) I will say though that I don't think all of the Bonds were sexy. My opinion? Sean Connery was NOT a good looking man when he was younger. But he did age well, I've got to give that to him. I'm not usually one of those "hot for older guys" kind of women but Sean can eat crackers in my bed any day. I know that some people don't like the newest Bond...maybe because he looks "different" than the other five (wait, six?) who have played it in the past. If memory serves me correctly, Daniel Craig is more fair-headed than his Bond predecessors. But maybe that's what makes him more appealing. Or, maybe it's just because other than Pierce Brosnan, the others had those awful 60's/70's/80's hairstyles that just automatically turn me off. (The old hairstylist in me comes out on this opinion, I think...)
So chime in--who has been your favorite Bond and why?
Thursday, September 11, 2008
Wednesday, September 10, 2008
Yes, it's a real web site. Their tag line is "Saving relationships, one month at a time." I suppose some women would get all uppity about this and freak out. But personally I think it's hilarious!
It reminds me of when I worked at First State Bank of the Oaks in Thousand Oaks, CA back in the early 90's. We had an Operations Manager who quite frankly scared the crap out of some of us. I remember one day coming in and my co-worker saying "It's a red day!" After seeing my bewildered look, she explained to me that she and some of the other girls kept track of our Operations Manager's cycles on their calendars so they knew when to tread lightly. Who knew someone would take that idea and run with it? If the man in my life wants to sign up, more power to him! Maybe then he'll know when to stock up on chocolate. :)
So, on to a real blog post...
Yesterday was pretty busy after work. After I had to run to the store to replenish my empty refrigerator & pantry, my son had a parent meeting at school for his Robotics group. I'm not sure if you're familiar with the FIRST robotics competition, but my son got involved for the first time last year and he had a blast! Here is a link to the FIRST website:
FIRST Robotics Competition
He's doing it again this year and I'm wondering how he's going to pull it off with both hockey & a part time job. Their team is pretty awesome, in my opinion. They are a combination of the three main Nampa high schools: Nampa High School, Skyview High School and Columbia High School. (That's where they came up with the team name - it's the first two letters of each school.) Here is their web site:
Collin is standing just behind and to the right of the robot, with the thumbs up. He was the driver of the robot last year and is planning to be the driver again this year. (They chose Collin as the driver because of his extensive experience with building & driving RC cars and his ability to drive the robot without running it into a wall.)
This is a great opportunity for these kids, as they learned last year. Their team won the Rookie Inspiration Award because the organizers were impressed how the three rival high schools came together to form a team of kids who worked so well together. This experience counts as internships for these kids also and at the parent meeting last night they announced that starting this year they will actually be able to letter in Robotics. The time they put in is absolutely amazing. They work on this Monday through Friday from 5:00 pm to 9:00 pm. and on Saturday from 9:00 am until...well...whenever. There have been many nights when they didn't quit until after midnight. Then in late February/early March they travel to Oregon for 4 days for the competition.
A lot of local business (and not so local) have sponsored this team and made donations for parts, resources and fund raising. (Our local Dominoes has donated pizzas & soda to be given away by raffle at all of the home football games at each school. The winner & their friends get to sit on the sidelines of the game on two couches with five pizzas and two 2-liter bottles of soda.) If by chance any of you reading this would love to help out the team in some way, whether it be a monetary donation (big or small, every bit helps!!) or other resources donated, please contact me and I can give you details.
I'm sure I'll be keeping you all posted on what happens with this great team over the next 6 months or so.
Monday, September 8, 2008
Saturday, September 6, 2008
On a good note, I finally got my hair trimmed & colored today and I dare say it looks pretty damn good. I always forget how good the color looks when it's fresh until I actually do it. Tonight I got lazy and put it into two braids. It actually looks really cute. I was going to take a picture and post it but for some crazy reason whenever I take a picture I look way older and worn out in the picture than I think I look in person. Or maybe I'm just in denial.
Friday, September 5, 2008
In the meantime, I will post a favorite of mine that most of you have probably seen, but still cracks me up every time (and even comes with an important message):
Thursday, September 4, 2008
When I was growing up of course, I'm sure there were moments when I rolled my eyes when I had friends over and my mom or dad said something that I thought was "uncool". Or times when I thought my big sister was so mean because she wouldn't let me borrow one of her cute tops.
But as an adult, I can't help but look back and remember the good moments in between those other times. Like standing in the livingroom with my mom while she tried to teach me to two-step & I tried to teach her to "shake her booty". Or when my dad & I took a 4 state road trip, just the two of us, and he let me drive his new 1984 Camaro. And I can't forget how proud I was when my sister had me stand up next to her as her maid of honor at her wedding when I was only 14 years old.
Then at the times in my life when I needed them most, even when I didn't ask for their help, they were there. When I gave birth to my son it was my dad who picked Collin & me up from the hospital the next morning and took us home. And my mother came out from Texas to help me out those first couple of weeks when I was totally clueless. My sister gave me so much encouragement over the phone when I talked to her, giving me tips that she learned years before me.
I don't talk much about my brother, but that's only because he has chosen to remove himself from our lives. But even though he won't answer emails, I hope that he reads them and knows that I love him. He's still my brother, no matter what.
I hope that my family knows how much I love them and appreciate them every day. I'd like to think that they're proud of me too.
Wednesday, September 3, 2008
Things happen, people get divorced, people move on, new lives are started... Can't we all just be mature adults and get on with our lives and maybe even get along for the sake of the kids? (Or kid in this case.) Because, really...I'm pretty damn happy right now. And I don't think it's fair that I can't talk about it.
So I'm officially lifting my self-imposed ban on talking about my personal life. I already dabbled in it a little when I posted pictures from our trip to West Virginia. I've been opening up little by little to close friends and family about my personal life lately and it feels good. My problem is that I always worry too much about what other people think. Worried they'll think something that's untrue of me. But screw 'em! My family & friends know me and know the truth and to me that is what's most important.
Tuesday, September 2, 2008
As if I didn't have enough going on... School has started, hockey season is getting underway, I'm doing another year on the hockey board as secretary...but that's okay, I'm a mom. I have the power to multi-task! I'm sure my blogs won't be as exciting and thought provoking as most blogs out there, but I hope to at least make you smile once or twice. Heck, if I'm really lucky I might even make you chuckle.
Friday, August 22, 2008
Friday, August 15, 2008
I think I have a new favorite site... Who doesn't love cake? The comedian Jim Gaffigan does a great monologue on cake. But this web site that was brought to my attention "takes the cake" (UHG...SUCH a bad pun)...
(and yeah...don't ask me to explain the above pictured cake....I have NO idea!!!)
Thursday, July 31, 2008
Um....Collin just turned 16 and he has his own car now. Wooooo hooooo! Those late nights coming home from the far side of Boise in the snow/rain/dark after hockey practices are over! Of course, I'll still be going out there once a week to see his hockey GAMES. But he can get his own butt to practice now. And since he has at least one good friend out here in Nampa who is on the team, they can carpool. (So that's a plus for him.)
And actually, eventually he may get a break from that far drive too. There is an outdoor ice rink being built in Nampa and the team is going to try to work out something so they can get ice time for practice. It would be SO great for them to be able to get more practice in. I'll keep you posted on that development...
Friday, July 25, 2008
My dad (Amanda's grandfather) walked her "down the aisle". Or in the case of this beautiful setting, down the front porch.
Amanda's sister Charlotte (far right) and Amanda's friends were in her wedding party. Also CJ & Jessica's daughter Raegan was the flower girl. I love the look on Charlotte's face in this picture--it reminds me of the way she used to smile when she was a little girl.
The kids slept out on the big covered porch and also out in the meadow in tents, having fun scaring each other every night. They spent some time riding the four-wheeler and the dirt bike, swimming at the swimming hole, and playing basketball.
We've definitely decided we have to visit again soon.....
Friday, June 20, 2008
Sunday, May 11, 2008
I can't say enough about my mom...I've always loved her and always appreciated her, although not as much at some times (like when I was a teenager, sorry Mom) as others. But as an adult, I can look back and know that even when she was going through rough times, she was still always there for me in her heart. She always did what she thought was best for me.
These are some difficult times for me right now and she is always right there with the shoulder to cry on, the sound advice, and the great encouragement. Yesterday she sent me this poem that she said is one of her favorites and it really made me get teary-eyed:
I love to hear you come through the door,
Calling my name as you had before,
And feel your embrace, knowing you care,
Patting you gently and stroking your hair.
As you begin to tell of your day,
My thoughts return to yesterday....
I'M selecting the dress that you are to wear,
And choosing the ribbons to put in your hair.
We're having a party, you're serving me tea.
You're loving your "baby." pretending you're me.
...I know that you say, "It was years ago,
And I was just little," but I miss that so!
I cherish the minutes you now spend wit me
As we laugh and share those old memories.
Often at times - though you're unaware -
I'd love to put ribbons once more in your hair.
Friday, May 9, 2008
Down at the bottom of my blog, there is a map that shows what cities people are from who have stopped in and read my blog. I'm sure there are random people who just stop in and read it because they happened upon me purely by accident. But there are some cities (you know who you are, Duluth, GA!!) that pop up on a regular basis. Who are you people? Drop me a comment now & then. I don't care if you tell me my blog sucks or you just say hi. But I'd sure love to know who you are, and it would also be nice to hear what you think of all the hard work I put into this blog (ha!) Share the love!
Wednesday, April 30, 2008
Even funnier than the commercial, I think, are the little video clips that can be found on this site: http://www.myspace.com/cheerfororbit
Click on the different videos to see the different cheers.
Friday, April 25, 2008
But I'm having difficulty keeping up with this post for more reasons than one. Mainly, with so much going on in my life lately regarding divorce, moving, custody, etc., things like blogging fall to the wayside. But one of my biggest issues is this: I have already discovered that my soon-to-be ex has been reading this blog and also trying to find ways to read my page on Myspace (which has been set to private). He even went so far as to look up friends of mine to see if he could find out info about my live from reading their comments. So unfortunately it makes me feel a little less "free" to blog away about my life in general. I could make this blog private also, but that would require my friends & family to sign up for a blog account to be able to read this and I don't think that's fair.
But to keep you up to date, Collin & I are still in the house we're renting but I never really have unpacked all the way. Still no livingroom furniture, but I'm kind of used to it now. We do have some new additions to the house....COWS!! They're not OUR cows, they belong to the neighbors. (There are only seven of them) But we are just enjoying the benefits from them. (Yes, cows do have benefits...) I've been trying to figure out for awhile how I was going to keep the pastures cut down, especially since I don't have a lawnmower anymore. So the cows will keep the pastures down, and also the neighbors have promised to take care of irrigating my pastures. I don't have to mess with it! Plus I can lie there in bed at night and listen to the gentle lowing of the cattle....okay, not really. They don't really make any noise at night. In fact, I've only heard them make noise on a couple of occasions. Mostly just when one gets seperated from the rest. One of them in particular is very gentle and seems to like people. He comes up to the fence or to where I'm standing and lets me rub his head. He even had an encounter with Rowdy once too.
Other than that, life has been pretty non-monumental around here. It dawned on me the other day that even though I've been only been living in this house for about 4 months (wait, ONLY?? Geesh, time seems to have flown!) I've actually been seperated for 5 1/2 months. That's almost half a year! Life goes on.... I've gotten closer to some old friends, made some new friends, and...well...there are some things about my personal life that I'll just keep personal for now. ;)
Thursday, March 20, 2008
Wednesday, March 19, 2008
Sunday, February 17, 2008
Friday, February 15, 2008
Friday, February 8, 2008
But this great video cracks me up... It's not so much a mistranslation as it is a misinterpretation of the words being sung. But the results made me laugh pretty hard. Plus it has a catchy little tune that will be stuck in your head for the next couple of weeks (or until you can remove it with a sharp object)...
Added footnote: I actually found out that this song is a Swedish song called "Caramell Dansen". The real translation to English is no where NEAR as funny as the misinterpreted lyrics above.