Friday, August 28, 2009
Crazy Garden!
Thursday, August 27, 2009
Bleary-Eyed
Don't hold your breath.
Let me illustrate by sharing my story from last night.
I'm an early-to-bed, early-to-rise sort of person. I like the mornings.
I'm just weird that way.
So by 9:30 pm, my eyelids are drooping and I'm ready for dreamland.
Only to be awakened a couple of hours later by person-who-will-not-be-named who needed a bath because he was hot and sweaty and sore after playing basketball.
Hit the snooze button.
Only to be awakened a short time later by person-who-will-not-be-named who came strolling in after arriving home from whatever activity he was participating in. Of course he is immune to the midnight curfew because he is over 21. And then to relax he needs to check his Facebook and emails for at least an hour.
Hit the snooze button.
Only to be awakened by person-who-will-not-be-named who begins the round of middle of the night bathroom trips.
Hit the snooze button.
Only to be awakened early the next morning by princess-who-will-not-be-named who needs the perfect hairdo for the day and it must begin at 4:30 am in order to perfect the "do."
Forget the snooze button and get up.
So, I'm just sayin'.....
Tuesday, August 25, 2009
Random blathering with a photo Review
First day of school yesterday for Steve. Doesn't he look thrilled? A nice scrapworthy photo.Jen sent me a ton of photos yesterday. I'm so beyond happy. Now I just have to get them printed and scrapbooked....I've got more pretty colors to play with, except I notice a complete obsession with polka dots.
Ok-time to get off the computer and get going.
Random enough?
Monday, August 24, 2009
Sunday, August 23, 2009
Friday, August 21, 2009
Triumph over Garden Adversity
Thursday, August 20, 2009
Pan de Amor
We had a great time, talking, teaching, laughing, sharing.
Even though bread-making is not part of their culture, they were so willing to learn and work so that we might share the bread with a homeless shelter.Look out for that one!
It doesn't matter what language we speak, where we live, or our culture, women all love to come together to enjoy each other's company and serve together.
I even learned a few new words in the process!
Wednesday, August 19, 2009
Sneak Peak
http://www.rachelclarephoto.com/blog/?p=202
Tuesday, August 18, 2009
Because Life is Crazy and Busy.....
I'm buying it when it's on sale. Just rinse off the fruit and place it on a cookie sheet and freeze. That way the berries don't get stuck together in a ziplock. When the fruit is frozen, I scoop it up and put it in ziplock bags. When it's February with no fresh fruit, I'll be smilin'!
Monday, August 17, 2009
Family, Fun and Food!
First, a family wedding is a good excuse to get together and hang out. Why is it that we only get together at funerals or weddings? I got to visit with my cousins that I haven't seen for YEARS. I felt like I could have hugged Cousin A. for ten minutes! It was so great to be together-even if the time was short. Cousin A, Cousin M and Cousin S posing for the camera:
What silliness!
We spent some more time with Cousin G's family. He's the oldest son of Cousin A and he actually lives closer than 100 miles to me! What a novelty!
Later that day was a REALLY big family event. One that I had to keep secret!
Was he surprised?
Yes!
He thought he was checking on a TV at the Crandall's home. He even came prepared with his work notebook.
Did we have fun?
Of course-The Crandall house is the ultimate party house (thanks guys)
There had to be a contest to see who could do the wackiest dive.
Even the little guys got in on the fun.And the food?
Oh my-the food was divine. I think I gained 2 pounds on Saturday. The wedding luncheon was gorgeous and yummy-sorry no photos of the food!
And the surprise party? Oh yum-authentic Hawaiian food-delish!
And of course the requisite ice cream birthday cake from Baskin-Robbins. (a tradition begun by a lazy mother years ago who was too hot to bake during a certain August birthday)Did the day contain the three elements for success?
You betcha!
despite the added poundage!
Sunday, August 16, 2009
He's BAAACK
Friday, August 14, 2009
Happy Birthday!!!
Thursday, August 13, 2009
Playing
Pretty colors of fabric, that is.
I love, love, love the smooth soft feel of pure cotton fabric.
And the luscious prints just waiting to be crafted into something beautiful.
Here's some of the latest creations for our next little one coming....
Aliens racing across the quilt (bad photo)Rocket ships shooting off to the stars....(do we see a pattern here?)Fun, bright colors for our little guy.
I wish blogger had the sense of touch-they are so soft and yummy! It's such a pleasure to create pretty things with such pretty fabrics!
Okay these are done-it's time to find some more to play with!
Wednesday, August 12, 2009
First Day of School
Ha!
Who am I kidding?
My baby went to school today. It's been 10 years since I sent her off, skipping, to 1st grade. My oldest was 22 years old and my baby was almost 6. Was I weeping and wailing? Well, sorry to say-no. I had had babies and toddlers at home for 22 years.....
But it is a little strange this year, a little less drama this morning as the school kid left, a little quieter. I'm approaching that "empty nest" with mixed feelings. Elation that I will eventually have an empty house, except with kind of a sad feeling that my most important work is done.
Well, maybe not quite.
Tuesday, August 11, 2009
ASU Baby
Monday, August 10, 2009
Placing the Foot Firmly in the Mouth.....Again
Let me explain:
Spanish vocabulary lesson:
Cinturon......Belt
Cintura......Waist.
Yesterday I had to give a talk in the Spanish branch. Yes, IN Spanish. My topic was teaching our children discipline. Of course you know how you always like to start a talk with a little joke. I told the congregation that the secret to our success as parents was that TL had a BIG BELT. The congregation broke out in hysterical laughter. (Gee I'm thinkin'.... I'm pretty funny haha)
Turns out the joke is on me.
I found out later that instead of using the PROPER word for big belt..cinturon grande, I said...cintura grande...which of course means my husband has a:
Big gut.
{Sigh}
Oh well, it wasn't the first time I blew it and it won't be the last time either.