Wednesday, December 26, 2007
Mike the biggest kid of all stayed up until after 3 playing Halo (insert hand striking forhead here)
We had a good Christmas I got all sorts of quilting books
Mike gets to go indoor skydiving
Austin got his Darth Vader that transforms into the death star
Miranda got the Twilight book and an appointment to the orthodontist (yes she thinks this is a great gift)
and Wade got his Leapster and thinks he is as big as his brother playing gameboy.
We had a wonderful family breakfast and dinner with my folks and my brother.
Overall it was a wonderful Christmas, No trips to the ER, No one burned anything down, no appliances stopped working (okay the flame went out on the burner to my moms gas stove but we got it re-lit no explosions so it was all good.) As far as holidays go this one was one of the better ones.
Look out new years! ;O)
Monday, December 24, 2007
Sunday, December 23, 2007
Friday, December 21, 2007
2. If you worry, you didn't pray. If you prayed, then don't worry.
3. As a child of God, prayer is kinda like calling home every day.
4. Blessed are the flexible, for they shall not be bent out of shape.
5. When we get tangled up in our problems, be still. God wants us to be still so He can untangle the knot.
6. Do the math and Count your blessings.
7. God wants spiritual fruit, not religious nuts.
8. Dear God: I have a problem. It's me.
9. Silence is often misinterpreted, but never misquoted.
10. Laugh every day - it's like inner jogging.
11. The most important things in your home are the people.
12. Growing old is inevitable, growing up is optional.
13. There is no key to happiness. The door is always open.Come on in.
14. A grudge is a heavy thing to carry.
15. He who dies with the most toys is still dead.(I don't think fabric counts!)
16. We do not remember days but moments. Life moves too fast so enjoy your precious moments.
17. Nothing is real to you until you experience it; otherwise it's just hearsay.
18. It's all right to sit on your pity pot every now and again.Just be sure to flush when you are done.
19. Surviving and living your life successfully requires courage. The goals and dreams you're seeking require courage and risk-taking. Learn from the turtle, it only makes progress when it sticks out its neck.
20. Be more concerned with your character than your reputation. Your character is what you really are, while your reputation is merely what others think you are.
No matter the storm,when you are with God, there's always a rainbow waiting. Leave gentle fingerprints on the soul of another for the angels to read. I don't want to get to the end of my life and find that I lived just the length of it. I want to have lived the width of it as well
Thursday, December 20, 2007
I have been busy so sue me for not bloging more. I know my mom lost the address to my blog so she wont see the quilt I have been working on. These are two of the 7 quilts I have been working on for Christmas. I am mostly done but not close enough for my liking I am going to have to get my butt in gear and get back to binding the ones for my siblings. Once that is done I only have one left to back, quilt and bind. Oh yeah it will be done by Christmas sure no prob! HAHAHAHAHAHA!
Saturday, December 15, 2007
Lost X Files Christmas episode...
Mulder: We're too late. It's already been here.
Scully: Mulder, I hope you know what you are doing.
Mulder: Look, Scully, just like the other homes: Douglas fir, truncated, mounted, transformed into some sort of shrine; halls decked with boughs of holly; stockings hung by the chimney, with care.
Scully: You really think someones been here?
Mulder: Someone or some thing.
Scully: Mulder, over here--it's fruitcake.
Mulder: Don't touch it! Those things can be lethal.
Scully: It's O.K. There's a note attached: "Gonna find out who's naughty and nice."
Mulder: It's judging them, Scully. It's making a list.
Scully: Who? What are you talking about?
Mulder: Ancient mythology tells of an obese humanoid entity who could travel at great speed in a craft powered by antlered servants. Once each year, near the winter solstice, this creature is said to descend from the heavens to reward its followers and punish its disbelievers with jagged chunks of anthracite.
Scully: But that's legend, Mulder--a story told by parents to frighten children. Surely, you don't believe it?
Mulder: Something was here tonight, Scully. Check out the bite marks on this gingerbread man. Whatever tore through this plate of cookies was massive -- and in a hurry.
Scully: It left crumbs everywhere. And look, Mulder, this milk glass has been completely drained.
Mulder: It gorged itself, Scully. It fed without remorse.
Scully: But why would they leave it milk and cookies?
Mulder: Appeasement. Tonight is the Eve, and nothing can stop its wilding.
Scully: But if this thing does exist, how did it get in? The doors and windows were locked. There's no sign of forced entry.
Mulder: Unless I miss my guess, it came through the fireplace.
Scully: Wait a minute, Mulder. If you are saying some huge creature landed on the roof and came down the chimney, you're crazy. The flue is barely six inches wide. Nothing could get through there.
Mulder: But what if it could alter its shape, move in all directions.
Scully: You mean, like a bowl full of jelly?
Mulder: Exactly. Scully, I've never told anyone this, but when I was a child my home was visited. I saw the creature. It had long white strips of fur surrounding its ruddy, misshapen head. Its bloated torso was red and white. I'll never forget the horror. I turned away, and when I looked back it had somehow taken on the facial features of my father.
Mulder: I know what I saw. And that night it read my mind. It brought me a Mr. Potato Head, Scully. IT KNEW I WANTED A MR. POTATO HEAD. Scully: I'm sorry, Mulder, but you're asking me to disregard the laws of physics. You want me to believe in some supernatural being who soars across the skies and brings gifts to good little girls and boys. Listen to what you are saying. Do you understand the repercussions? If this gets out, they'll close the X-files.
Mulder: Scully, listen to me: It knows when you are sleeping. It knows when you're awake.
Scully: But we have no proof.
Mulder: Last year, on this exact date, S.E.T.I. radio telescopes detected bogeys in the airspace over twenty-seven states. The White House ordered a Condition Red.
Scully: But that was a meteor shower.
Mulder: Officially. Two days ago, eight prized Scandinavian reindeer vanished from the National Zoo in Washington, D.C. Nobody - not even the zookeeper - was told about it. The government doesn't want people to know about Project Kringle. They fear that if this thing is proved to exist, then the public would stop spending half its annual income in a holiday shopping frenzy. Retail markets will collapse. Scully, they cannot let the world believe this creature lives. There's too much at stake. They'll do whatever it takes to insure another silent night.
Scully: Mulder, I --
Scully: On the roof. It sounds like . . . a clatter.
Mulder: The truth is up there. Let's see what's the matter...
Friday, December 14, 2007
No mass, No clips from old surgery, nothing. So I am a little confused about what they saw before but it looks like I am not going to drop dead from liver cancer this week ;O)
Thursday, December 13, 2007
Monday, December 10, 2007
Saturday, December 08, 2007
Sunday, December 02, 2007
and in their dim light,
I gazed round the room and
I cherished the sight.
My wife was asleep,
her head on my chest,
My daughter beside me,
angelic in rest.
Outside the snow fell,
a blanket of white,
Transforming the yard to a winter delight.
The sparkling lights in the tree I believe,
Completed the magic that was Christmas Eve.
My eyelids were heavy,
my breathing was deep,
Secure and surrounded by love I would sleep.
In perfect contentment,
or so it would seem,
So I slumbered, perhaps I started to dream.
The sound wasn't loud,
and it wasn't too near,
But I opened my eyes when it tickled my ear.
Perhaps just a cough,
I didn't quite know,
Then the sure sound of footsteps outside in the snow.
My soul gave a tremble,
I struggled to hear,
And I crept to the door just to see who was near.
Standing out in the cold and the dark of the night,
A lone figure stood, his face weary and tight.
A soldier, I puzzled, some twenty years old,
Perhaps a Marine, huddled here in the cold.
Alone in the dark, he looked up and smiled,
Standing watch over me, and my wife and my child.
"What are you doing?", I asked without fear,
"Come in this moment, it's freezing out here.
Put down your pack, brush the snow from your sleeve,
You should be at home on a cold Christmas Eve.
For barely a moment I saw his eyes shift,
Away from the cold and the snow blown in drifts,
To the window that danced with a warm fire's light.
Then he sighed and he said "It’s really all right, I'm out here by choice.
I'm here every night."
"It's my duty to stand at the front of the line,
That separates you from the darkest of times.
No one had to ask or beg or implore me."
"I'm proud to stand here like my fathers before me.
My Gramps died at ' Pearl on a day in December,
' Then he sighed, "That's a Christmas 'Gram always remembers."
"My dad stood his watch in the jungles of ' Nam ',
And now it is my turn and so, here I am.
I've not seen my own son in more than a while,
But my wife sends me pictures, he's sure got her smile."
Then he bent and he carefully pulled from his bag,
The red, white, and blue... an American flag.
"I can live through the cold and the being alone,
Away from my family, my house and my home."
"I can stand at my post through the rain and the sleet,
I can sleep in a foxhole with little to eat.
I can carry the weight of killing another,
Or lay down my life with my sister and brother."
Who stand at the front against any and all,
To ensure for all time that this flag will not fall."
"So go back inside," he said, "harbor no fright,
Your family is waiting and I'll be all right."
"But isn't there something I can do, at the least,
"Give you money," I asked, "or prepare you a feast?
It seems all too little for all that you've done,
For being away from your wife and your son."
Then his eye welled a tear that held no regret,
"Just tell us you love us, and never forget.
To fight for our rights back at home while we're gone,
To stand your own watch, no matter how long."
"For when we come home, either standing or dead,
To know you remember we fought and we bled.
Is payment enough, and with that we will trust,
That we mattered to you as you mattered to us."
Please remember and support our troops and all they do for us this Christmas season and in the coming year.
Saturday, December 01, 2007
I said I would make him do it even if it snowed and sure enough we got snow last night. I am mean I know. But with the exception of icicle lights on the peak of the house (both because he wont climb up and we have snow) we have Christmas lights! WOO HOO!
I want to say my husband is wonderful, he hates to do this but he does it for me.
Thanks my sweetheart!
Friday, November 30, 2007
So Mike dragged my tree upstairs and I put it up yesterday I still haven't strung the beads.
I no sooner went upstairs than I hear crash bang crash! I come down to find the kitten under the tree surrounded by what wad left of 3 red glass balls.
GRRRRR! she would whack them off the tree and then pounce on them and knock them into the base of the tree or the wall until they broke. Rotten cat!
Mike swears he will help me put up lights tomorrow. We will see I am sceptical. It takes longer than this for congress to pass any bills ;O)
Tuesday, November 27, 2007
Monday, November 26, 2007
Anyway I never did get my other tree up yesterday and I still have boxes of stuff to put up. Guess I better get my fanny in gear Monday or not.
Sunday, November 25, 2007
I think I will be fine but I am already tired from all the fun and festivites of Thanksgiving.
Oh yes it was a tradidtional Thanksgiving for us the turkey on the bbq the flame went out for a while and the one in the oven didn't want to cook so we didn't eat until amost 7:30.
We did luck out no fires or major damage to my sisters house but Mike did mess up the carpet with the gravy.
The red shoes now have a good home and are being used. :O(
I didn't manage to get Mike to hang the lights but I did get one of the trees put up. So it almost looks like Christmas around here. Maybe I con get the other tree up tonight but I don't know. We will see if I can beat Mike into it.
Wednesday, November 21, 2007
Isn't this a nice scene! Its what they(I am not sure who they are) would have you believe Thanksgiving is supposed to be. Not at our house man, We have the annual Thanksgiving disaster.
That's our tradition.
One year my mom set the oven on fire with a dishtowel and turkey drippings, another year my dad flooded the basement when he put the peelings from 20 pounds of potatoes down the garbage disposal at once, I have even help move the tradition along by knocking over a candle onto the table cloth one year and starting a fire. We have had the oven turned off half way through the turkey cooking, we have had burnt pies, we have had half the family have intestinal flu.
I am pretty sure this is why mu Uncle and his family have Thanksgiving at there own house and don't come and do the family thing with us. :o)
So as you sit down to your peaceful, lovely, Norman Rockwell meal tomorrow think of me we will probably be putting out a fire or trying to get my moms dog to stay outside so she isn't on the table.
Remember how blessed we all are to live in this free country and remember to include our troops in your giving thanks this year especially the ones that are far from home and missing out on this family day.
Tuesday, November 20, 2007
So here's the deal if you want these shoes I will send them to you they are a size 8 1/2 they fit more like an 8 they have been worn for maybe 30 minutes max, they have about a 4 inch heel and a peep toe.
I am so sad :O( let me know.
Monday, November 19, 2007
Sunday, November 18, 2007
I should respect my own limits but I have always been to stubborn for my own good and when I get tired instead of stopping an going to lay down I keep pushing.
Today I am paying for it, I am wiped out big time.
Wednesday, November 14, 2007
Tuesday, November 13, 2007
First let me start by saying I am totally against ANY first person shooter games, Its not just a Halo thing.
My husband loves this game, he gets online and kills other people with his friends from work. He works hard and he deserves his free time. He doesn't go hunting, he doesn't go to bars, he isn't a member of a bowling league, he doesn't go hang out with his buddy's and play poker so I really don't want to begrudge him the couple of things he likes to do.
I just miss him at night, when the kids go to bed he is off to play and I usually end up watching the news alone upstairs cause I just can't stand blowing people up. ( gosh you would think I was some sort of bleeding heart liberal or something)
So the question of the day is this I would like to spend time with him do I just give in and learn to play Halo so I can spend time with him? If I do can I ask him to quilt or scrapbook with me a couple times a week to make it fair? Do I leave him alone maybe he wants that time to play with "the boys" and doesn't need his clingy wife bugging him?
Maybe he will just read this and it will all get worked out ;O)!
Monday, November 12, 2007
Saturday, November 10, 2007
Thursday, November 08, 2007
Friday, November 02, 2007
Thursday, November 01, 2007
Sunday, October 28, 2007
Friday, October 26, 2007
Wednesday, May 23, 2007
I have apparently lost my old and addled mind because I have allowed her to invite 13 of her school friends to our house for a luau on Saturday.
I remember 12 years ago when she was born I remember being in miserable labor for 24 hours, I remember my blood pressure shooting off the chart and being told after 4 hours of pushing that they needed to "unzip me" , I remember being on the operating table and hearing her cry once then nothing and freaking out ( I didn't understand they had taken her to another room.),
She was so tiny and so adorable, I guess that a birthday party of 14 twelve year olds can't be any worse than that.
So we are going to have cupcakes with flowers on them arranged in the shape of a lea, we are going to limbo and I think that we should have a hula contest or something, I think that we will have pineapple sherbet and Miranda wants pizza (I suggested ham and pineapple or Spam and she told me I was "So Gross!")
Wish me luck!