What a beautiful day!! After the torrential downpours and epic floods we experienced yesterday (I had so much water in my front yard, for the first time in my life I had waterfront property!) The crocus' in my yard are blooming, I have the uncontrollable urge to open all the windows and let the house air out (but, I live with a southerner, and that would freeze his little veins off..) I am a Winter weather junkie (insert eye-roll HERE) and still feel as tho we didn't get as much snow as I would like, but it was better than last year anyway. I do love winter, but I love spring, too. Not as much as winter, mind you. But still. :-)
I just mopped my kitchen floor and the house is filled with the smell of original Pine-Sol (can't beat that smell!) and thinking of what else I can do before Owen's big birthday party next Saturday that will save me some time next weekend. However, I only come up with one thing: Toilets. Gotta clean the toilets. But, will have to wait til stepson leaves, as he has such a problem with aim. Ewwwwww....
Hope you had a great day!
Sunday, March 9, 2008
Saturday, March 8, 2008
In Memorium or Morbid?
I need thoughts on this, as I seem to fall in the middle somewhere.
My mother in law was killed 3 years ago today in a horrific accident. She was young, energetic and full of vim and vigor, so to speak. It was completely devastating, and it started a chain reaction of terrible things in our lives.
Fast forward to today. Every year, my husbands family wants to get together, make her recipes, and remember her. We don't get together to celebrate her birthday, she is always generously remembered at all holidays and family events. She is very much still a very present driving force in our daily lives.
So, my question is this. Is it an honor to gather on such a solomn occasion (even tho, in all fairness, it is peppered with funny stories, good food, and focus on the positive things that have happened). Or is it rather morbid to remember such a horrific day?
Me? I understand gathering and remembering. But we do that EVERY TIME we are together for the most part. I personally would rather spend the time with my immediate family and tell them I love them, value them..because you just never know when it may be ripped away forever.
So..I guess the floor is yours now.
My mother in law was killed 3 years ago today in a horrific accident. She was young, energetic and full of vim and vigor, so to speak. It was completely devastating, and it started a chain reaction of terrible things in our lives.
Fast forward to today. Every year, my husbands family wants to get together, make her recipes, and remember her. We don't get together to celebrate her birthday, she is always generously remembered at all holidays and family events. She is very much still a very present driving force in our daily lives.
So, my question is this. Is it an honor to gather on such a solomn occasion (even tho, in all fairness, it is peppered with funny stories, good food, and focus on the positive things that have happened). Or is it rather morbid to remember such a horrific day?
Me? I understand gathering and remembering. But we do that EVERY TIME we are together for the most part. I personally would rather spend the time with my immediate family and tell them I love them, value them..because you just never know when it may be ripped away forever.
So..I guess the floor is yours now.
Simple Math
3 good friends+ridiculously delicious cocktails+obscene amount of yummy food?= A great night out.
Thanks A and K!!
Love you!
Thanks A and K!!
Love you!
Sunday, March 2, 2008
To Catch a Skunk..
So, here's the scene. 10:45pm on a Tuesday night. Lying in bed, waiting for sweet, sweet slumber to take over. Almost there....
Then. Our baby cat, Midnight (aka Itty Bitty 2) jumps up on the bed, as usual. That is when it hit. Such a strong, overpowering and unmistakable odor. He had been hit by a skunk.
Thankfully John sprung into action and sequested us in the bathroom and began to run the tub. Do you think we had tomato juice on hand? Nah, never touch the stuff. All we had was a can of stewed tomato's. That wasn't going to fly. So, we crossed our fingers and toes and hoped Owen's baby wash would work. It did!!! (there is a whole new market out there~!)
The cat was great once the water stopped running, and relatively calm. We washed, washed again, then rinsed a few times. And wouldn't you know it? Baby fresh smelling cat. As a quick footnote, in the 14 years I have had cats, never has one of them been tagged by a skunk. Until Tuesday night, that is.So much for the perfect track record!
God Bless You, Johnson&Johnson..if this baby wash line doesn't work out for you, I know a whole new marketing angle you can take....
Then. Our baby cat, Midnight (aka Itty Bitty 2) jumps up on the bed, as usual. That is when it hit. Such a strong, overpowering and unmistakable odor. He had been hit by a skunk.
Thankfully John sprung into action and sequested us in the bathroom and began to run the tub. Do you think we had tomato juice on hand? Nah, never touch the stuff. All we had was a can of stewed tomato's. That wasn't going to fly. So, we crossed our fingers and toes and hoped Owen's baby wash would work. It did!!! (there is a whole new market out there~!)
The cat was great once the water stopped running, and relatively calm. We washed, washed again, then rinsed a few times. And wouldn't you know it? Baby fresh smelling cat. As a quick footnote, in the 14 years I have had cats, never has one of them been tagged by a skunk. Until Tuesday night, that is.So much for the perfect track record!
God Bless You, Johnson&Johnson..if this baby wash line doesn't work out for you, I know a whole new marketing angle you can take....
Tuesday, February 12, 2008
Plague of '08
Has hit our house. HARD. It all started with me on Saturday, and it lingered well into Monday. Then, poor John got it today and actually left work (he never does that!)John's son got it today, too..and poor Owie has a sore bum, so that means it can't be far behind...
Let the good times roll. Roll? who needs a new roll of toilet paper? Just bought the econo-pack, as we went thru another econo-pack in 3 days.
Yea. Great.
Let the good times roll. Roll? who needs a new roll of toilet paper? Just bought the econo-pack, as we went thru another econo-pack in 3 days.
Yea. Great.
Sunday, February 3, 2008
Sunday, January 27, 2008
So much to say, no desire to say it.
You know when there is just so much going on, and you want to catch people up, but don't even know where to begin? Yeah. That's where I am right about now. So, I will stick with the happy stuff because I don't think my very fragile psyche can deal with rehashing all the bad.
Owen is linking together 2, 3, 4 words to make some choppy sentances. It is SO very nice to be able to communicate with him, and give him what he wants most of the time! We have fascinating discussions.
Me: Do you want peanut butter and fluff for lunch honey?
Owen: No.
Me: Sure you don't want peanut butter and fluff?
Owen: No.
Me: How about a peanut butter and fluff sandwich?
Owen: ok.
See? Easy as that.
ANother fabulous developement is we have gotten him to enjoy the bathtub again. For a while, he only wanted to take showers with us. My cousin Jenna and her almost 24 month old son came down a while back and that was the trick for the tubby. Fun stuff. He begs for tubbies now, and enjoys showing off his "swimming" skills. For Christmas, my parents signed him up for Water Babies at the Y. He (and they) have a blast!
We are still going thru a thing in the middle of the night when he wakes up, wants a bottle, and will go back to sleep. That is pretty annoying. At least he goes back to sleep...a nice benefit is that he sleeps later in the morning. Except of course, when we have to be out of the house early. That usually doesn't end well with me having to wake him up.
For the past few months, I have had a small training potty in our bathroom for him to use and get used to seeing. It has become a pit stop for toys. Last week, he spontaneously decided to use the big boy potty!! He actually went several times. I have been trying to get myself in the habit of asking him frequently if he needs to use the potty. Usually, he does and usually we get a few trickles in the potty. Very exciting stuff. I have decided against trying to use the small training potty, and bought a padded Elmo small toilet seat that fits over the big toilet. We have had some success! Quite fun. I hope the rest of potty training goes this easy. Hey, I can always hope, right???
And now, with him potty training, and loving to take tubs, I have decided it is finally time to finish off the upstairs bathroom. I would like to repaint it (currently it is the color of a faded manilla envelope). I have some really cute accessories from the Under the Sea theme, and just need to buy a matching shower curtain. A bit of paint, a cute border, and Owen's bathroom will be complete!
We have already decided on a John Deere tractor theme for Owen's 2nd bday party in March. How is that even possible? For him to be TWO? Crazy. One of my coworkers had a baby in November and she brought her in the other day. It really seems like he was just that size recently..I've never been one to have a great memory, but sheesh...
I guess that is about it. The crap stuff will have to wait.
Owen is linking together 2, 3, 4 words to make some choppy sentances. It is SO very nice to be able to communicate with him, and give him what he wants most of the time! We have fascinating discussions.
Me: Do you want peanut butter and fluff for lunch honey?
Owen: No.
Me: Sure you don't want peanut butter and fluff?
Owen: No.
Me: How about a peanut butter and fluff sandwich?
Owen: ok.
See? Easy as that.
ANother fabulous developement is we have gotten him to enjoy the bathtub again. For a while, he only wanted to take showers with us. My cousin Jenna and her almost 24 month old son came down a while back and that was the trick for the tubby. Fun stuff. He begs for tubbies now, and enjoys showing off his "swimming" skills. For Christmas, my parents signed him up for Water Babies at the Y. He (and they) have a blast!
We are still going thru a thing in the middle of the night when he wakes up, wants a bottle, and will go back to sleep. That is pretty annoying. At least he goes back to sleep...a nice benefit is that he sleeps later in the morning. Except of course, when we have to be out of the house early. That usually doesn't end well with me having to wake him up.
For the past few months, I have had a small training potty in our bathroom for him to use and get used to seeing. It has become a pit stop for toys. Last week, he spontaneously decided to use the big boy potty!! He actually went several times. I have been trying to get myself in the habit of asking him frequently if he needs to use the potty. Usually, he does and usually we get a few trickles in the potty. Very exciting stuff. I have decided against trying to use the small training potty, and bought a padded Elmo small toilet seat that fits over the big toilet. We have had some success! Quite fun. I hope the rest of potty training goes this easy. Hey, I can always hope, right???
And now, with him potty training, and loving to take tubs, I have decided it is finally time to finish off the upstairs bathroom. I would like to repaint it (currently it is the color of a faded manilla envelope). I have some really cute accessories from the Under the Sea theme, and just need to buy a matching shower curtain. A bit of paint, a cute border, and Owen's bathroom will be complete!
We have already decided on a John Deere tractor theme for Owen's 2nd bday party in March. How is that even possible? For him to be TWO? Crazy. One of my coworkers had a baby in November and she brought her in the other day. It really seems like he was just that size recently..I've never been one to have a great memory, but sheesh...
I guess that is about it. The crap stuff will have to wait.
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