Wednesday, September 30, 2009
My legs seriously burn after climbing the stairs. With laundry in the basement, living areas main floor, bedrooms upstairs, there is a lot of stair climbing worked into my day. Consequently, a lot of leg burning.
I count the stair climbing as exercise.
And it's all the workout this body is currently seeing.
After carrying up a basket of clean laundry (two flight of stairs) and then carrying the dirty laundry down the first flight I have now resorted to kicking--I mean gently encouraging with my foot--the aforementioned basket of dirty laundry, sending it careening down the basement steps like an out-of-control toboggan.
Disturbingly enough, as I watch the basket crash and the clothes scatter, I find myself rather delighted.
In an attempt to finally finish up the last of the laundry I threw in a white sheet, a red towel, random white socks, a pair of jeans, and a few shirts, breaking nearly every laundry rule in existence. And nothing is pink, so there. ;o)
Yesterday, I shaved my legs for the first time in around two weeks. It made me reminisce good ol' high school when I shaved them about once a day. Along with the daily leg shaving, I used to change my nail polish nearly nightly to match the next days' outfit . . . Those were the days . . . My fingernails haven't seen polish in over a year I'm sure, and my toes get updated maybe every 4-6 weeks. At least I'm still kind-of-sort-of putting forth an effort. I do continue to brush my teeth daily. (Go me!) Oh, and shower too! ;o)
"Graceful" is unfortunately not an accurate adjective in describing anything I do. (Did anybody happen to hear a solo cymbal crash at the beginning of one of the songs at church this past Sunday? Yep, that was me--I got my mallet hung up amidst the windchimes/suspended cymbal/bell tree area). Maybe "elephantine" "clumsy" "fumbly" "weeble-ish" would be better words?
So, there you have it, a few of my deepest and darkest secrets. Enjoy. ;o)
Tuesday, September 29, 2009
I saw him rush past with a watering can, I heard the water turn on outside.
A few moments later, he came into the house sobbing, "It's not working!!!"
I followed him outside to see where he had ripped open a pack of zinnias and a pack of sunflowers and scattered them under a tree, then thoroughly watered them. He was under the impression he would be immediately rewarded with grown-up flowers.
It nearly broke my heart. Poor guy. If I could have made flowers magically appear at that moment I most definitely would have. We had a little talk about plants taking time, just like it takes Jackson a long time to get as big as Daddy. Maybe he got it, maybe not. Just a moment of sweetness I hope I always remember . . .
Sunday, September 27, 2009
Friday, September 25, 2009
I'm sitting at my computer.
I lean back in my chair. (Even though this is something I tell my girls between 5-10 times a day NOT to do in their chairs. Especially during school time--drives me crazy!!)
I forget I had rearranged the furniture in my room. Previously, when leaning back (and I must have done this a lot . . .) there was a bed directly behind me.
Alas, it was no longer there.
I continue my descent backwards (realizing mid-fall this could get ugly).
And land with a resounding thud.
Baby was rather startled.
I was rather startled.
Right shoulder and hip are rather startled . . .
A very good lesson for me in "practicing what you preach." ;oP
Thursday, September 24, 2009
In the end I hope to have a grouping of animals to hang on the wall. It should be a fun little project.
Tuesday, September 22, 2009
Sunday, September 20, 2009
Next, a "diver" ensemble Jackson rummaged out of Grandpa and Grandma's shed. It definitely beats the "butterfly" he put together a few days earlier using a pink ballerina outfit, mismatched princess shoes, a tiara, and of course, wings.
I read Jackson a book about carving pumpkins. He was thrilled to discover pumpkins at the store this weekend. He came home with the impression we would be carving it immediately. I came home with the impression it would be a fun activity sometime in the next month. He has continued to follow me around asking for a "happy pumpkin." And then he broke the stem off. I said maybe we could make a pie with it now, which he took to mean IMMEDIATELY. And the drama continues . . .
Jackson feeding a goose:
Thursday, September 17, 2009
oh and a glimpse of Pumpkin form
Tuesday, September 15, 2009
UPDATE!!! Thanks to Craigs.list I'm up and going again! (Well, except for the whole transfering picture and files thing . . . that may take awhile and totally will not involve me and my "expertise") $88 got me a faster running "computer part", new keyboard, mouse, monitor, and maybe some sort of cord. And no, I was not heading up this search, Josh was (in fact his conversation with the small computer business owner went something like this "Okay, I'm sending my wife to pick this up, and she'll have no idea what we were talking about . . ") I should be insulted, but it is--unfortunately--very true. I am quite proud of myself for plugging everything into the correct spots to get this baby turned on. That's another small step in a positive direction. And this computer has more pretty pictures saved as my "background" for the monitor. I've got this lovely fall one up now. So, life is good. ;o)
Monday, September 14, 2009
I had a productive weekend with my sewing machine, tackling some patterns from this book. The first project was a "letter satchel" as a birthday present for one of Isabella's friends. It's suppose to be a little place to save your cards and letters--something my girls love to do, and then we end up with papers stuffed into all crevices of their room. I'm hoping to get some made for them as Christmas presents. And my other project was a new fall bag for me, the "mama bag" also from the same book. It's nice and roomy and I can shove all kinds of stuff in it.
Friday, September 11, 2009
Thursday, September 10, 2009
I lay Emmett down for his nap and begin schoolwork with the girls. Jackson usually hangs around for this period of 20-30 minutes, just to make sure Emmett is good and sleeping, before he lays down for his nap. Sometimes he hangs around with us wanting to do school, sometimes he heads downstairs to the "play-dough station" and sometimes he just does "whatever"--as long as it's not bothering Emmett. Today he was running. And running and running, around and around my living room/entry area, which has a lovely half-wall--perfect for running circles around. I figured it was a good way for him to get some energy out and let him have at it.
At one point he came into the dining room, all sweaty and panting, and said something about a spiderweb. Which I'm sure got a distracted and dismissive "Oh neat!" from me. And off he went to run some more. This is the point where my brain begins to slowly connect the dots--running 'round and 'round . . . spiderweb . . . MISSING new spool of thread I had just gotten to complete a sewing project!!! And I dash into the living room, bracing for the damage.
Yes, there was my spool of thread, strung around the coffee table, the couch--the wall and piano having another color of thread that he rummaged up from who knows where. All in all it wasn't THAT bad. I'm happy I still have enough thread remaining and Jackson was REALLY proud of his "Spider.man spiderweb" (which by the way, he has never even seen Spider.man). So proud in fact, he couldn't wait to show Daddy because Daddy would say it is "SO cool, and AWESOME!" (his words, not mine) ;o)
And now I'm pondering, is there some sort of superhero explanation to help me understand why my embroidery scissors were shoved through the screen in the dining room window this morning? Wonders TRULY will never cease.
Tuesday, September 8, 2009
Lots of good eating--
Lazing on a blanket and enjoying a beautiful evening--
Followed by the final swim of the season--even Grandpa and Daddy managed the pool's 72 degree temps. Although the hot tub was the preferred route by all. ;o)
All adds up to another Labor Day and "official" end to summer celebrated. So long to swimming, but here's to hoping there are a whole lot more bonfires (and s'mores eating . . .). ;o)
Saturday, September 5, 2009
Thursday, September 3, 2009
~Sip something warm and toasty~
~Bake some cookies~
Wednesday, September 2, 2009
#1--his bath last night
#2--Snuck into Josh's shower this morning (while I snickered, thinking HA! now he'll have it out of his system and not sneak into mine)
#3--Snuck into my shower
#4--An impromptu before-lunch bath after a disastrous hot cocoa experience (to which I thought, "At least no bath tonight . . .")
#5--An evening bath after REALLY enjoying the chicken enchiladas
And then I missed orchestra rehearsal because I couldn't get my van to start. Turns out it was the battery, most likely caused by a light that remained on in the back because someone-whose-name-starts-with-E likes to climb all over the place pushing buttons. So, I took my clean children back inside and worked on this: