Wednesday, December 26, 2007

Merry Christmas!!!!

Merry Christmas everyone!!! I hope you had a wonderful day yesterday, and that your Boxing Day is just as fantabulous. =)

I'm starting to think of New Year's Revolutions (Yes, I know it's resolutions, I just prefer calling them Revolutions) and while I was at....oh my goodness what's the name of that blog? I didn't bookmark it, darn it. I think it's Zen Goals...ANYWAY whilst I was there I came across a link to this place:

I haven't checked it out yet, but it looks somewhat interesting.

Here's the questions for the day:
1. How was your Christmas? =)
2. Do you do Revolutions? If so, what do you think yours will be this year?

One of the things I was given this year was a motivated mom's chore list (I'd asked for it so if there are any visiting feminists, don't freak out). Bert printed it out and put it in a lovely binder for me. =) I'm really hopeful it will help me keep up on the house haha. Oh well, we can wish. Maybe "do my motivated mom's chores each day" should be on my New Year's Revolutions short list?

Sunday, December 23, 2007

Brilliant post from Candace

Hahahaha! I was over at Candace's blog and she has this brilliant post about a Mormon President.

Make sure to read the comments as well. There's one from Jen that really surprised me. I know Senator Reid is a democrat and therefore in need of brains, but to ASK to talk in church just as he was up for re-election??? What the heck was he THINKING?

I mean, I was just assuming that although he was a dem because he was LDS he still had the Spirit....but maybe I was mistaken. Astonishing.
I've been reading Ritsumei's blog where she talks about the 100 mile diet. This is what I posted in response:

"I found the "100 mile diet" to be really interesting - and apropos as just lately I have been reading "Animal, Vegetable, Miracle". I'm finding it very interesting reading despite its irritating condescending holier-than-thou preachiness. The idea is an admirable one, and I think considering the Word of Wisdom, a very wise and healthy one.

D&C 89: 10-11
And again, verily I say unto you, all wholesome herbs God hath ordained for the constitution, nature, and use of man—
Every herb in the season thereof, and every fruit in the season thereof; all these to be used with prudence and thanksgiving.

I'm just wondering how the heck to afford it. =D"

I've also had several other thoughts:
"Animal, Vegetable, Miracle" could have been a wonderful uplifting book, but the author was WAY too busy with her political preaching. I haven't finished the book yet, but am simply "enduring" right now. I'm hoping to mine some nuggets of gold among the sanctimoniousness. I read a review which stated that later in the book she disses Christ. Mmmm, can't *wait* for that lovely bit.

But in any case, this idea of the 100 mile diet or eating local or home grown organics has, I think, great merits. However, it's SOOOO expensive! My gosh! I tried buying organically and locally grown for about a month. With organics from Wild Oats my food bill doubled, and with locally grown produce it tripled. TRIPLED! Thus I'm back to the el cheapo basics from Kroger.

Has anyone else switched to a local organic lifestyle and managed to afford it? If so, how on earth did you do it?

Sunday Scripture

There is no doubt Handel was inspired. Of course it goes without saying that Isaiah was too. =D

Isaiah 9:6
For unto us a child is born, unto us a son is given: and the government shall be upon his shoulder: and his name shall be called Wonderful, Counsellor, The mighty God, The everlasting Father, The Prince of Peace.

And this is what the Lord thought of Isaiah:
3 Nephi 23:1
And now, behold, I say unto you, that ye ought to search these things. Yea, a commandment I give unto you that ye search these things diligently; for great are the words of Isaiah.

It's kinda freaky when the Lord gives a commandment for us to search Isaiah....makes me think we'd better be getting on with it. Thank goodness I've been taking little steps in that direction! =)

Friday, December 21, 2007

For your pleasure....


Actual Analogies and Metaphors Found in High School Essays...

His thoughts tumbled in his head, making and breaking alliances like underpants in a dryer without Cling Free.

Her vocabulary was as bad as, like, whatever.

He was as tall as a six-foot-three-inch tree.

He spoke with the wisdom that can only come from experience, like a Guy who went blind because he looked at a solar eclipse without one of those boxes with a pinhole in it and now goes around the country speaking at high schools about the dangers of looking at a solar eclipse without one those boxes with a pinhole in it.

The revelation that his marriage of 30 years had disintegrated because of his wife's infidelity came as a rude shock, like a surcharge at a formerly surcharge-free ATM.

The little boat gently drifted across the pond exactly the way a bowling ball wouldn't.

From the attic came an unearthly howl. The whole scene had an eerie, surreal quality, like when you're on vacation in another city and Jeopardy comes on at 7:00p.m. instead of 7:30.

Long separated by cruel fate, the star-crossed lovers raced across the grassy field toward each other like two freight trains, one having left Cleveland at 6:36 p.m. traveling at 55 mph, the other from Topeka at 4:19 p.m. at a speed of 35 mph.

John and Mary had never met. They were like two hummingbirds who had also never met.

He fell for her like his heart was a mob informant and she was the East River.

Even in his last years, Grand pappy had a mind like a steel trap, only one that had been left out so long, it had rusted shut.

Shots rang out, as shots are wont to do.

The plan was simple, like my brother-in-law Phil. But unlike Phil, this plan just might work.

The young fighter had a hungry look, the kind you get from not eating for a while.

He was as lame as a duck. Not the metaphorical lame duck, either, but a real duck that was actually lame. Maybe from stepping on a land mine or something.

The ballerina rose gracefully en pointe and extended one slender leg behind her, like a dog at a fire hydrant.

It was an American tradition, like fathers chasing kids around with Power tools.

He was deeply in love. When she spoke, he thought he heard bells, as if she were a garbage truck backing up.

She was as easy as the TV Guide crossword.

Her eyes were like limpid pools, only they had forgotten to put in any pH cleanser.

She walked into my office like a centipede with 98 missing legs.

Thursday, December 20, 2007

Email offerings

I was going through the almost 100 emails that I have *sigh* and found this little one that my friend sent me. Not sure how true they are, but enjoy anyway. =)

When in England at a conference, Colin Powell was asked by the Archbishop of Canterbury if our plans for Iraq were just an example of 'empire building' by George Bush. General Powell answered by saying, "Over the years, the United States has sent many of its fine young men and women into great peril to fight for freedom beyond
our borders. The only amount of land we have ever asked for in return is enough to bury those that did not return." The room became very quiet.

Then there was a conference in France where a number of international engineers were attending. During a break one of the French engineers came back into the room saying, "Have you heard the latest stunt Bush has done? He has sent an aircraft carrier to Indonesia to help the tsunami victims. What does he intended to do, bomb them?" and laughed loudly.
A Boeing engineer stood up and replied quietly: "Our carriers have three hospitals on board that can treat several hundred people; they are nuclear powered and can supply emergency electrical power to shore facilities; they have three cafeterias with
the capacity to feed 3,000 people three meals a day, they can produce several thousand gallons of fresh water from sea water each day, and they carry half a dozen helicopters for use in transporting victims and injured to and from their flight deck.. We have eleven such ships; how many does France have?" Again, dead silence.

A U.S. Navy Admiral was attending a naval conference that included Admirals from the U.S., English, Canadian, Australian and French Navies.
At a cocktail reception, he found himself standing with a large group of Officers that included personnel from most of those countries. Everyone was chatting away in English as they sipped their drinks but a French admiral suddenly complained that, 'whereas Europeans learn many languages, Americans learn only English.' He then asked, 'Why is it that we always have to speak English in these conferences
rather than speaking French?'
Without hesitating, the American Admiral replied 'Maybe it's because the Brits, Canadians, Aussies and Americans arranged it so you wouldn't have to speak German.' You could have heard a pin drop.

Wednesday, December 19, 2007

Politics and craziness

This blog here has a couple of interesting posts on Huckabee, with info that frankly surprises and disheartens me as a homeschooler - Yeah, I'll NOT be voting for that gentleman any time soon. Conservative? I think not.

There was also an interesting post about a young girl who brought meat to school and a knife with which to cut it. There she was, sitting next to her classmates happily cutting the meat. know...eating. Up comes the teachers, takes the utensils, can't get hold of her parents, so they CALL THE POLICE AND HAVE HER HAULED OFF TO JAIL.

Uhhh.....what????? Can you imagine what it was like for this young girl? Ok. If ever I think it might be fun to send my kids back to school and have some time to myself haha, I'll just remind myself that there are crazies out there that I'd rather keep my kids away from, thank you.


In other news, Bert and I watched Alan Keyes on Hannity and Colmes last night. The guy was brilliant! Colmes thought he was a good entertainer, and Hannity was irritated because Keyes totally, forthrightly and truthfully pointed out the flaws in Hannity's favourite candidates. =D

I loved Keyes' smile everytime he finished talking. =D =)

Bert put it thusly: "This guy's brilliant! They poke him with the stick of something he's said, thinking they'll put him on the defensive and instead he takes the stick, sharpens the point, and pokes them back with it." =D

What's amazing is I checked out Keyes' website - and there listed, where everyone can see and read, are his opinions on any subject you could name. No hiding. No squirming. Just....there you have it. Fantastic! What's even more amazing I couldn't believe how much I AGREED with him on SO many issues. They guy even supports family farms! How cool is that?

I would LOVE to have Candace's opinion on Keyes. She's got a good political eye.

Tuesday, December 18, 2007

pure poetry

I found this beautiful post here

Rhythms of rising sun: 8 bowls, 8 scoopings of still-warm granola, 8 spoons, daily beginnings.

Like lapping waves, sheets pulled tight, pillows straightened, last night smoothed out. Quotidian ways.

Like the soundless heron I search the skies for in the early light of every morning, en route to the river to fill his tummy on fish, so I too prepare our meals, lay out our food. Rhythms and routines… worship in motion.

Heart, do not chaffe… do not stomp… do not resent. Housework is our means to entering into the holy. It is here in the kitchen, in the laundry room, washing the toilets, sweeping the floors, that we practice the presence of God.

"We ought not to grow tired of doing little things for the love of God, who regards not the greatness of the work, but the love with which it is performed."... Brother Lawrence

Like the sun, wind and waves….like all of creation…I am Your servant in motions of worship. Make me perform with love for You, Father.

Lord, let everything that has breath praise You...including...especially me. As the trees of the field clap their hands, let my every movement in this home, be in worship, in love with You.

One day I'll reach this place. I think my Mother's been there (in her own way) for years.


Hey! Wow, does this film look good or what?

Looking forward to February is all I can say.

dang it

I went to this website here and discovered that my blog is only a Junior High reading level. YOU WHAT?

So I checked a couple of my friend's blogs and they're way higher than mine. Dang! I think it was Tristi's that was a college reading level. Observe me sulking. THEN, I checked Dawn's blog and she's an elementary school level. =D Finally! Someone who's as much as a doofus as I am. Now I don't feel so lame. =D

Yes! Yes! I'm that pathetic.

*running away in shame*

What Ben said....

Today, Ben said "Stop and decease!"

I think he might have meant "Cease and Desist". =D

Today I knelt down to pray and in toddles Andrew. "Can ah pway with you?" he asks.

"Sure" say I.

So he says his little prayer. I complement him and say, "Mummy's going to say her prayer now, ok?"


So I settle in for a quiet, heartfelt, nonverbal word with my Heavenly Father.

After about two seconds, Andrew prompts me; "Dear He'Farder..."

So I say "Dear Heavenly Father..." and continue saying the rest of my prayer aloud as Andrew obviously won't let me say it in my head.

Unfortunately I'm obviously not saying exactly the right words because a couple of sentences into my prayer he again prompts me,

"Sank you for dis day.."


So I say that and then continue.

Andrew takes issue with the length of my prayer. After another couple of sentences he gently puts a loving hand on my arm in much the same way we do when prompting him in a prayer and says "In de name of Desus Cwis..."

I look at him and say "Mummy wants to pray a little more, ok?"

"Ok." He says, so I continue praying.

Two sentences later, there comes the gentle baby hand and the whispered prompt, "In de name of...."


I repeat my response and he says "Ok". Again. However, it's obviously not ok as this scenario repeats through my *entire* prayer. =D

Lesson for the day: it's good for your children to see you praying sometimes....but sometimes it's also ok to lock yourself in the bathroom so you can be quiet. =D

OTOH, I've just thought...if I locked myself in the bathroom I'd have Andrew banging on the door the whole entire prayer. "Mama! Mama! Whatyew doin'?" =D

Oh well! Heavenly Father understands and probably thinks it's about as sweet and cute as I do. =D

Wind Damage

My parents live in England. Not only do they live in England, but they live in an absolutely beautiful little village. Everything you expect a quaint English village to be. Tiny, rural, with a castle nearby. They live by the Manor house, in what used to be the horse paddock.

This is Belvoir Castle, a couple of miles from my parents' house. I took this picture last time I was there. Pronounce Belvoir "Beaver". Don't ask me why. Probably because the English wanted to annoy the dang Normons who came over here trying to change the language. =D

Due to the fact that there are a bunch of absolutely brain dead people in power in England - probably the same people who were INSANE enough to get rid of the gorgeous red post boxes, telephone boxes and double decker buses - there is currently a plan to put up a HUGE wind farm right in the middle of this gorgeous rural area.


Insane! Someone call a couple of psychiatrists with heavies and straitjackets.

Here is the website of the protest against this anti-environmental monstrosity:

Makes your blood boil.

It's environmentalism without a brain. Finding alternative energy sources is a good thing - destroying the environment while you do it is not.

Monday, December 17, 2007

Sunday Scripture, Monday Miracle

I meant to write the whole story of how the Lord blessed me....but I find it's too tender and, frankly, sacred.

Suffice it to say that last night the Lord, in His love and gentle, tender mercy towards me, healed me. And I am so so so so thankful.

And that's my Sunday Scripture for this week...a personal scripture.

The Lord lives. He loves us. He hears our prayers and honours our faith. I am so thankful to Him


Ok, here's a video made by a homeschool family

It's hysterical. =D

Wednesday, December 12, 2007

Christmas Carols for the Psychiatrically Challenged


Christmas Carols For
The Psychiatrically Challenged

Schizophrenia --
Do You Hear What I Hear?

Multiple Personality Disorder --
We Three Queens Disoriented Are

Dementia --
I Think I’ll be Home for Christmas

Narcissistic --
Hark the Herald Angels Sing About Me

Manic --
Deck the Halls and Walls and House and Lawn and Streets and Stores and Office and Town and Cars and Buses and Trucks and Trees and Fire Hydrants and.....

Paranoid --
Santa Claus is Coming to Get Me

Borderline Personality Disorder --
Thoughts of Roasting on an Open Fire

Personality Disorder --
You Better Watch Out, I’m Gonna Cry, I’m Gonna Pout, Maybe I’ll Tell You Why

Obsessive Compulsive Disorder --
Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells...

Laundry Detergent

I have for some time now been making my own laundry detergent using the following recipe. It looks complicated, but believe me, it's SO not. If I can be bothered to make it then you know it's easy because I'm the laziest person I know.

Super Economical Laundry Soap

6 cups water
1/3 bar fels naptha laundry detergent, grated
1/2 cup arm & hammer super washing soda (NOT baking soda!)
1/2 cup 20 mule team borax laundry detergent
1 quart hot water in a 2 Gallon Bucket.
hot water

Combine 6 c. water and grated fels naptha in a large stockpot over low-med heat. Stir occasionally until fully dissolved, add in washing soda and borax, stirring until thickened. Cool slightly, (enough so it wont melt your 2 gallon plastic jug)
Remove from heat and add to the quart of hot water in the 2 gallon bucket.
This mix will gel. Use 1/2 c. per load. You can also add 20 drops of your favorite essential oil for a fresh scent if you wish.

Crystal Miller works this out as one cent a load. ONE CENT!! Yeah, that's good for me.

However, I found a new recipe for Lavender Laundry detergent at in an article by Nanette Blanchard. So I thought I'd make it. It is, however, undoubtedly more expensive than the first as the soap costs more....but it smells heavenly compared to Fels Naptha. =D

The Fels Naptha soap costs a dollar or two and gives three batches of detergent.
The Dr. Bronners liquid castile soap costs about $9 and gives about six batches of laundry detergent. So I'm guesstimating it maybe costs about 2 or maybe even 3 cents per load as opposed to 1.

Lavender Laundry Detergent

1/3 to 1/2 cup liquid lavender Castile soap
1/2 cup washing soda ( I use Arm & Hammer Washing Soda)
1/2 cup borax (I use 20 Mule Team Borax)

Mix all ingredients in a 2-gallon bucket. Add hot water to fill the bucket and stir well. This will be a thinner concoction than commercial laundry detergent. Save your old laundry detergent containers to store your homemade detergent. You should shake up the mixture before you use it because it has a tendency to separate. I use about ¼ to 1/3 cup per average laundry load.

It was much easier to make because I didn't have to grate the soap. Grating the soap wasn't a big deal - about 5 mins of work - but I tend to be very uncareful (because I'm lazy) and thus occasionally grate my fingernails. Ouch.

I made the mistake of putting the liquid soap in first, followed by the washing soda and borax and then the water. BIG mistake. It clumped awfully and it took me ten mins of swishing and crumbling to get it to mix.

If this recipe works as well as my previous one, in the future I will put the washing soda and borax into the water first (possibly sifting it if I can be bothered...but as I said before, I'm lazy so I probably won't. =D), make sure it's all mixed up and THEN add the liquid soap and water to top it up to 2 gallons.

The first recipe seemed to gel quite a bit, however this one appears to be more liquidy and not so gely. And it smells yummy.

UPDATE: Ok, so it's now April 24th 2008 and I'm here to let you know that the first recipe works MUCH better than the second. I don't know what it was about the second, but I felt like it didn't clean the clothes as well. Maybe it was just a perception problem because the detergent was very watery, rather than the thickened detergent from the first recipe, but there you have it. The second recipe did smell REALLY yummy though.

Solution: Make the first recipe - it's cheaper anyway - and then add a few drops of your favourite essential oil. I suggest lavender. Yum yum.

Tuesday, December 11, 2007

Candidate Matchup

Ritsumei had a wonderful thing on her blog:

Candidate Matchup!

This isn't a "choose your candidate" thing. It's a questionaire that takes your pulse on certain issues then shows you how the candidates match up with your beliefs.

I was surprised that I matched up with Huckabee and Hunter. Who the heck is Hunter??? What I find interesting is that Huckabee is a Baptist minister and I'd have no problem voting for him at all....whereas I bet there are quite a few Baptists that would have a MAJOR problem voting for Romney. =D

I disagree with every single candidate but one on Education - this is because I'm a radical homeschooler who actually thinks that parents should be able to educate their child as they choose, rather than the Government and State subverting parental rights. =)

What the heck is Romney doing supporting embryonic stem cell research? What the heck??? That makes NO sense whatsoever!

Andrew has reached the feverish achy can't-get-comfortable whiney stage. I have been trying not to eat around him, knowing he wants to eat but can't, but finally was so hungry I gave in and grabbed myself something. Andrew sees me and immediately crawls off the couch and hopefully totters to the dining room table, unsteadily climbing onto his chair. It broke my heart to tell him he couldn't have a sandwich. He cried and cried. =( *sniff* Dang.

He has actually not been sick in about 45 minutes. I think if he doesn't throw up in the next 45 I'll try him on a cracker or something.

Working on a Sunday.

The reason why there's so many posts today is because Andrew's sick on the couch and in between bouts of sickness I'm just sitting by his side being there for him....and as the computer is right by his side I'm spending far more time on it than I normally would....and thus rambling along into the ether. =Þ

Linda suggested I pray about downsizing, which brought something to mind.

I've been praying that I could find a way to earn some money, or that we could reduce expenses. Just a little money to help out a bit, especially as we're going to England this summer for the Mega Smith Family Celebration. =D (My Dad is retiring, My sister is getting married, her husband will turn 40 and Emily will turn 18...the Big Deal Birthday in England).

While I was praying, a thought passed through my mind: "How about the library?" I quickly point out that this was my thought (I think) and not an inspiration (I think).

I happened to go to the library a couple of days ago and there is a part time job available there. Evenings and Weekends. Perfect for a homeschooling Mom like me! =)

Except....there will definitely be Sunday hours. Ho boy!!! I'm not sure how I feel about that. Work on a Sunday just so we have enough money for the comforts of life: Going out on dates with Bert, having enough money for family birthdays/christmases, decorating the house so we can finally get some curtains and blinds =D, going on special holidays together, paying for orthodonture, and the biggie....paying down debt asap.

Am I being too worldly? This extra money would be so that we could loosen our belts and relax a little, not for purchasing the necessities of life. It would be NICE to relax a little - boy I'd like that!!! But is it worth working on Sunday in order to get it?

And inamongst all this I'm thinking "Wow, working in a library is just my thing! I couldn't think of a more perfect job. And evenings and weekends - except for the Sunday the scheduling couldn't get better." and I'm wondering if the Lord didn't plonk this down in my lap just for me.

Thoughts? Advice?

Lightening the Load

I was thinking, while reading Linda's post on my last blog entry...

I want to get rid of stuff.
I want to live a simpler life with less "things" and more "togetherness".

However, my husband doesn't. He's comfortable where we are. Sure he'd like to be shelling out less money a month, but doesn't want to get rid of things/conveniences in order to do so.

Ok. So where does this leave me? Thinking....thinking....brain hurts...synapses firing... =D

I have had NO luck selling on ebay at all. I mean, I've posted several things and have not had one bid. It's really really depressing. So how do I get rid of my stuff? Has anyone had any luck selling anything anywhere? Where is a good site that provides a lot of hits and a guaranteed sale? =D

Another thought: it is within my power to get rid of one item a day. Just one a day. One. Not loads. Not tons of work. One.

One a day will also help my husband not freak out.

And what with it? Give it away? That would get it out of the house right away. Sell it? The money sure would be nice. Where do I keep it while I'm selling it?

Flylady's in the kitchen this week, so today's item is...... (*runs into the kitchen to go find something....*)

A Sifter!!! =D

Anyone want it? It's free!!! (except for postage). =)

I need to join freecycle.

In other news, Andrew's still hurling. My heart aches for the tiny baby. Ok, he's 2 so he's not exactly tiny, but he's my youngest so it SEEMS like he is.

Wow, what a great idea

Well, the Adams Family has the laudable goal of getting out of debt by January 10th and thus is selling off EVERYTHING except their house, one car, their beds, couch, and necessary dishes.

Need clothes? Would you like some cool Christmas music? How about some good looking bedsheets? Or, frankly, practically anything else - they're selling it and need you to buy it. =)

Man, what a great idea.

Bert and I went looking at smaller houses in Columbia. They're brand new construction right by the community college - and thus PERFECT for Ben's high school and the education I'd like to get when we have the money. =D They're 1200 sq ft and run about $115,000.

This is about half the size and less than half the mortgage we currently have.

I've been having fantasies about moving there. I'm thinking...half the mortgage - we could pay it off in half the time. Or, we could get a standard mortgage and actually be able to pay for Emily's college...and Ben's orthodonture and homeschool...and Andrew's homeschool...and perhaps we might even be able to afford a class or two for me.

The place is SMALL though. No room for a Christmas tree in there! Where would we put the piano? No room for our myriad of bookshelves with their classical books. No room to hang the clothes up to dry. Half-sized bath (I joke not). The boys would have to be in bunkbeds. No room for a homeschool room or Bert's office. Where would his desk go? Where would the bills go? How could we possibly fit in there?

But I'm still Smaller house. Less utilities. Less to clean. Wow.

And if Dawn can live with her husband and six children in 1000 sq ft, how come I can't live with my husband and three children (one of which will be off to college in 18 months) in 1200 sq ft?

And just think of all that debt we'd pay off! I wouldn't have to think about getting a weekend/evening job...

Here's one that's built. There's about five gazillion of them in that same area.

In the meantime, I should quit moaning about the house we're living in now, because it's absolutely BEAUTIFUL. =)

Murphy's Law

Bert is in Japan. Thus, of course, Andrew is throwing up. Poor kid! Of course, he threw up in my bed which was kind of icky. Also, he threw up on the couch. Another Murphy's Law; I loaned out our Green Machine last night and that's why Andrew started throwing up this morning....couldn't wait until the Green Machine was returned.

(Slight break while I hold the bowl and clean up...)
Aaaand he's just thrown up again. Oh the poor little baby. =(

In other news, Ms. Parker posted a gorgeous picture of her backgarden on her blog, which reminded me of this picture I took when we lived in Michigan:

Not as picturesque as Ms. Parker's but makes me go Brrrrrrrrr and thank my lucky stars for the 64f we're currently enjoying in TN...

Monday, December 10, 2007

Hey!!! COOL!

I actually checked my Visitor Map today and guess what? People from all sorts of REALLY COOL places visited yesterday and this morning! WOW! I'm absolutely delighted! =)

Here are the places:

Arrington, TN, United States
Pesanggralian, Indonesia
Ankara, Turkey
Desert Hot Springs, CA, United States
Hopkins, MN, United States
Melbourne, Australia
Regina, SK, Canada
Franklin, TN, United States
Montgomery, AL, United States
Lisboa, Portugal
Chicago, IL, United States
, United Kingdom
Phoenix, AZ, United States
Rochester, NY, United States
Calgary, AB, Canada

Will you pretty please introduce yourselves so I can know what coolio people live in these places? Thank you so much. =)

Sunday Scripture

I am forever doing my Sunday Scripture on Monday - this is because the weekends are deadly time suckers. Many Apologies!

I love this scrippure (as Andrew calls them):

2 Peter 1:5-7

5 And beside this, giving all diligence, add to your faith virtue; and to virtue knowledge;

6 And to knowledge temperance; and to temperance patience; and to patience godliness;

7 And to godliness brotherly kindness; and to brotherly kindness charity.

Order! Order!

Emily woke me up at 4.30am to say she'd been having diarrhea all night long and could she please sleep in? Thus I was awake for the day. *sigh*. So I walked the dog in lieu of going on the treadmill, and now my eyes are gritty I'm so tired but Andrew's about to wake up so oh well! No sleep for me.

The reason why Emily's been having stomach problems is because:

a) she didn't eat correctly yesterday
b) she stayed up waaaaaay too late watching "Mobsters and Mormons"

Her sleep schedule is erratic. Actually, her schedule is erratic period. My solution? She needs to homeschool. Ben had all sorts of issues like this until we started homeschooling. The number of "stomach aches" he has had dropped down from about one a fortnight to exactly ZERO, literally. He tried the "I have a headache I can't homeschool" twice - once last year and once this year. I suggested taking pain killers and all of a sudden he was just fine.... =D

Seeing as I will not force my daughter to homeschool, and neither will I encourage her to dang well MAKE UP HER MIND already (she's trying to decide whether to hs or not), I'm not sure what I can do.

1. Tell her to get up now
2. Refuse to let her take a nap after school
3. What the heck else? Ideas?

I have a couple of sample homeschool magazines and I was perusing one yesterday. I came across a FABULOUS article by Johannah Banham in the "home school enrichment" magazine.

The basic premise of the article is that this homeschool Mom was going nuts trying to figure out how to keep up with her house and her six kids seven and under. She went to hear Julie McKim, a homeschool Mom of 13, and heard of a marvelous organization plan and implemented it. It brought her sanity, and her house organization.

The plan? Ten minutes before each meal and ten minutes after everyone five and up pitches in with chores. That's it. Ten minutes. Set the timer and when it goes off you're done. You eat when your before meal chore is done. If there's a dessert, you have that when your after meal chore is done.

El Coolio!!! I think I could do that! =) Particularly as I'm overwhelmed by this:

And This:

And this:

And This:

But This is ok:

And why is it ok? Because last night I actually enforced the rule I laid down five gatrillion years ago; "If there are any dishes left after you've filled the dishwasher you must hand wash them, dry them and put them away."

I made this rule because Emily (whose job it is to load the dishwasher) used to chuck in at random the minimum amount of dishes she could in order to get the job done quicker. Pots and pans would sit for DAYS because she couldn't "Fit them in". Uh huh. It was amazing how easily they fit once I instituted the above rule. =D

So anyway, I actually made the rule stick last night. She did a good job. =) I was proud of her.

Saturday, December 08, 2007

Recent Events

Bert left for Japan this morning. He'll be gone for a week.

Ben got braces.

I had to wrestle him to take his picture

Andrew met Santa for the first time - he was just wandering around Stuffmart. Andrew was fascinated but also a bit nervous as you can tell by the way he's leaning away slightly...

A couple of days later Andrew had his teeth cleaned for the first time. I was AMAZED at how well he did. They gave him groovy sunglasses to protect his eyes from the light and he actually seemed to enjoy wearing them. He sat there totally relaxed and opened his mouth when he was instructed to and said "aaaah" and let them polish his teeth and floss them and so on. He was totally chilled out. I was so proud! =) Or rather, totally relieved he didn't wriggle and scream. Maybe it was the Spongebob cartoon they were playing?

Drugged on spongebob

That's about it.

My son is torturing me with Icarly, the most hideous revolting disgusting appalling programme on TV since "Sister Sister" and "Drake and Josh". Gag me.

My Christmas wish: we get rid of satellite TV.

Monday, December 03, 2007


Some funny stuff for Monday:

The solution is, of course, Compact Fluorescent Mooses."

While I'm not particularly bothered by the whole "holiday" issue, I thought this was pretty good. Merry Tossmas! =)

In other news, Nathan's here today chilling out in front of Guitar Hero III with Ben. Aaaand...that's about it. I must visit Amazon for some Christmas shopping now... =) =)

Sunday, December 02, 2007

Sunday Scripture

James 1:5-6

5 - If any of you lack wisdom, let him ask of God, that giveth to all men liberally, and upbraideth not; and it shall be given him.

6 - But let him ask in faith, nothing wavering.

Saturday, December 01, 2007


Well, I'm not very geeky at all.

44% Geek

Here's where I'm geeky:
42 is the number I like best
I read between 3 and 7 books a month
I usually have between 5 and 8 tabs open
My handwriting is chicken scratch
I have corrected a salesman on a technical issue about a gadget I've considering purchasing.
I primarily communicate with friends and family via email
I knew the name of the dragon in "The Hobbit - There and Back Again" is Smaug without even thinking about it.
I knew the Ferengi have exceptional hearing.
I read comic books after the age of 15.
I once stayed up really dang late on the comp.

Here's where I'm not:
I use windows
I use Mozilla Firefox
I have no idea who shot first. I chose Trinity. What is the significance of this question?
I have no idea what to "Grok" is. What is it?
I have no idea who created /(bb|[^b]{2})/. Anyone else know?
I have no idea what the spacecraft's name was in the TV show "Firefly"
I have never taken something apart with the intention of fixing it or re-building it to make it better, stronger, faster.
I have no idea what Slashdot's slogan is. Who the heck is Slashdot?
I started playing video games in 1996-2000
I don't get anxious if I haven't checked my email
I have never solved a complex computer programme in the shower.
I have never won a spelling or math bee

Now aren't you just thrilled I told you all that? =)