The holiday weekend started on Tuesday night when the girls and I went downtown to see "Shrek: The Musical". So much fun - such a special girls night. Quiet Wednesday, cleaning up for company the next day - and then Thanksgiving! Husband's parents and brother were here (I seriously lucked out in the in-law department, his entire family is so great), and my brother's family was here with us. Special, because my niece from CA was here for the holiday and that they chose to share their family time with us was wonderful. The deep fried turkey was delicious, the pumpkin pie to die for. Friday we wound down, the girls and I got a late start but went to have lunch and spend the afternoon with my dad - their Papa. They love their Papa! Saturday DD1 and I went shopping (as DD2 has a birthday coming up on the 30th which she's been counting down the days towards since the middle of October)... followed by DD2's big birthday dinner. (Which I know is strange timing, since Saturday wasn't her birthday - but it was our last free evening until after the big day.) Sunday we just happened to have four tickets to the Bronco's game - so we bundled up and off we went! It's was DD2's first visit to Mile High, and we all had a pretty good time. (They now both HATE the Rams, who beat us... which is an OK sentiment with their dad.)
I was really sad that the holiday weekend was ending. So much to do packed in to five days. I was so very Thankful that it had been such effortless fun.
But today when we woke up there was snow on the ground, and now the house is cozy, warm, and so very quiet. I'm hanging out with my dog, mug of hot coffee in my hands... and I am very at peace. That doesn't happen to me very often, so I'm very thankful. It was a wonderful weekend, and now I need the quiet.
Yesterday I thanked God for creating my family, who I love so much.
Today I thank God for creating "quiet."
Monday, November 29, 2010
Wednesday, November 17, 2010
What's on Twitter?
You know about Twitter, right. Where you get to share your thoughts in 140 characters or less? I don't have a lot of followers on Twitter, but I do follow over 50 people - 30 or so of them make me giggle every day. I also throw out some of my best thoughts on there, because it's easier than blogging... so in case you don't Tweet, here is what I haven't been blogging:
Dear @peoplemag, Ryan Reynolds is not sexy, he is "cute." There is a difference. Robert Downey Jr. is sexy. Please make note. Thank you.
I don't want to brag, but with those pancakes I made tonight I think Bobby Flay would be on the losing end of a throwdown.
At the checkout lane in the grocery store tonight: Husband, "I see the Kardashians are in trouble again." Daughter, "What's a Kardashian?"
I love when I put gas on the credit card, and then get an email that tells me I'm approaching my limit. For a $46 dollar balance?? Bwahaha!
How do I know for sure it's Monday? At 2:15pm I figure out my yoga pants are on inside out. And I've been out in public like that. Lovely.
Keith Partridge is SIXTY?? WTH???
Am re-reading Pride and Prejudice... sigh. I LOVE this story.
My children just returned home with more candy than I will EVER let them eat... operation "throw away a few pieces a day" starts in the am.
watching Hoarders while i clean house, find out it is an anxiety disorder? I am so screwed.
Dear Political Campaign Admins, I've already voted. Stop calling. 8am on a Tuesday, really?
Making homemade cinnamon applesauce with my 7 yo. She didn't know you could MAKE applesauce - so clearly I'm doing a good job there.
My husband, right this very minute, is watching TJ Hooker on TV. I wonder if he feels all "22" again?
I hear that the relaxing effect of chamomile tea is multiplied if you steep it in vodka.
I wish you guys could see my 7 year old popping her hip hop moves through my kitchen. Does she have to grow up, or can I pause here?
My daughter knows the words to an Eminem song? WTF? I guess she's done borrowing my iPod until she's 21.
Something I never pictured myself saying at 7:55am? "Get down off the kitchen chairs to practice ballet."
Beginning to understand why boarding schools are so popular, and why they start to send kids around age 11.
I saw Kathie Lee on Today earlier. If she's going to do that to her face, she's gonna need to pay more attention to her hair.
Tomorrow is Tuesday:Psychologist day.Where she reminds me to listen to my snarky inner bitch & leave the guilt behind. Worth. Every. Penny.
my 5th grader reported some kissing that was going on to a teacher today. (she tattled on 2 other kids.) High 5 me for raising "that girl"!!
I like holding the door for people who are far away, you know... so they have to run a little!
Black nail polish seemed like GREAT idea - till I tried to remove it. Now looks like I've been changing oil on the car. Not worth the cute.
talking about vacations with hubby yesterday, asked "Remember our honeymoon?" His response, "No, not really." Slapped him.
I love Friday. I want to take Friday out for coffee and catch up, we don't see nearly enough of each other.
How is it possible, with a nose the size of mine, that it is the only body part I missed with the sunscreen??
So there, in a nutshell, is an example of things I don't blog because I feel like there isn't enough story there to write about... although no one ever said that a blog entry had to be a certain length, did they?
Dear @peoplemag, Ryan Reynolds is not sexy, he is "cute." There is a difference. Robert Downey Jr. is sexy. Please make note. Thank you.
I don't want to brag, but with those pancakes I made tonight I think Bobby Flay would be on the losing end of a throwdown.
At the checkout lane in the grocery store tonight: Husband, "I see the Kardashians are in trouble again." Daughter, "What's a Kardashian?"
I love when I put gas on the credit card, and then get an email that tells me I'm approaching my limit. For a $46 dollar balance?? Bwahaha!
How do I know for sure it's Monday? At 2:15pm I figure out my yoga pants are on inside out. And I've been out in public like that. Lovely.
Keith Partridge is SIXTY?? WTH???
Am re-reading Pride and Prejudice... sigh. I LOVE this story.
My children just returned home with more candy than I will EVER let them eat... operation "throw away a few pieces a day" starts in the am.
watching Hoarders while i clean house, find out it is an anxiety disorder? I am so screwed.
Dear Political Campaign Admins, I've already voted. Stop calling. 8am on a Tuesday, really?
Making homemade cinnamon applesauce with my 7 yo. She didn't know you could MAKE applesauce - so clearly I'm doing a good job there.
My husband, right this very minute, is watching TJ Hooker on TV. I wonder if he feels all "22" again?
I hear that the relaxing effect of chamomile tea is multiplied if you steep it in vodka.
I wish you guys could see my 7 year old popping her hip hop moves through my kitchen. Does she have to grow up, or can I pause here?
My daughter knows the words to an Eminem song? WTF? I guess she's done borrowing my iPod until she's 21.
Something I never pictured myself saying at 7:55am? "Get down off the kitchen chairs to practice ballet."
Beginning to understand why boarding schools are so popular, and why they start to send kids around age 11.
I saw Kathie Lee on Today earlier. If she's going to do that to her face, she's gonna need to pay more attention to her hair.
Tomorrow is Tuesday:Psychologist day.Where she reminds me to listen to my snarky inner bitch & leave the guilt behind. Worth. Every. Penny.
my 5th grader reported some kissing that was going on to a teacher today. (she tattled on 2 other kids.) High 5 me for raising "that girl"!!
I like holding the door for people who are far away, you know... so they have to run a little!
Black nail polish seemed like GREAT idea - till I tried to remove it. Now looks like I've been changing oil on the car. Not worth the cute.
talking about vacations with hubby yesterday, asked "Remember our honeymoon?" His response, "No, not really." Slapped him.
I love Friday. I want to take Friday out for coffee and catch up, we don't see nearly enough of each other.
How is it possible, with a nose the size of mine, that it is the only body part I missed with the sunscreen??
So there, in a nutshell, is an example of things I don't blog because I feel like there isn't enough story there to write about... although no one ever said that a blog entry had to be a certain length, did they?
Putting it in perspective.
My daughter just looked at me and asked, "Were the 1900's fun?" Followed up with, "Has it been nice living in two centuries?"
I no longer feel young.
I no longer feel young.
Sunday, November 14, 2010
Husband's Facebook update
This morning Husband updated his facebook with the following:
"Happiness is a new truck."
THIS is why he's saying that:
He got his Frontier Pro4X (with the luxury package - because when you off-road you need the comfy leather seats and open sunroof) yesterday. And it doesn't even count as his Christmas present!! He can't wait to get it up in to "man country" in the mountains. Hmmm, I wonder if a trip to "man country" includes his three favorite girls?
Saturday, November 13, 2010
Sad news...
We're going car shopping today. Which in itself isn't so sad, but it means that we've reached the point where paying $2200 to (not a guarantee) fix the Minivan isn't really such a good investment anymore. ($800 in the Spring, $700 about 6 weeks ago... just crazy.)
So, Husband wants a truck. DD1 is coming with us today to do some test driving. Last night when we were driving home from picking Husband up at work she said something about going car shopping, and I said, "Actually, we're going truck shopping. Daddy wants a truck." She said, "Trucks aren't cars?" I said, "Well, they're different than cars." Then she said, "Oh right, like thumbs aren't fingers."
I love her.
Wish us luck!
So, Husband wants a truck. DD1 is coming with us today to do some test driving. Last night when we were driving home from picking Husband up at work she said something about going car shopping, and I said, "Actually, we're going truck shopping. Daddy wants a truck." She said, "Trucks aren't cars?" I said, "Well, they're different than cars." Then she said, "Oh right, like thumbs aren't fingers."
I love her.
Wish us luck!
Monday, November 1, 2010
Updates
The dog is doing fine. She's doing so great that she went out trick-or-treating with the girls and dad last night. One neighbor, someone who loves Siberian Huskies, thought she was about a year old - so I'd say the bounce is surely back in her step. (That and it must have been really dark outside... because while she certainly doesn't look like she's coming up on her 13th birthday, placing her in the "puppy" category is pushing it a little.)
The car (minivan) that the dealership fixed for free? You know, that isn't such a great bargain IF THEY DON'T ACTUALLY FIX THE CAR. Husband decided to drive it to the airport this morning... leaving me the dependable car just in case. Good thing he did, as the minivan overheated on the way to the airport, Husband had to let it cool down and bring it back home, and then the whole family piled in to the dependable car to first take Husband to the airport and then to drop the darling daughters off at school. (They were only 10 minutes late... GO US!) So, yeah. We'll be visiting the mechanic again later this week to see what's up. Really it was the "Luck of the Irish" that we decided he'd take the minivan this morning - or I'd be broken down on the side of the highway with Husband in a different city and two kids not delivered to school. (And, this probably goes without saying, but of course I didn't shower this morning - which would have added a nice trailer trash touch to the mommy/damsel in distress vibe.)
On the bright side, my dog is happy and healthier than she has been in quite a while.
Then there is all that other stuff. And, at the very least, it seems to be fortunate timing. Because of the darling daughters' Halloween haul I am certain that I have enough chocolate to get myself through this crisis.
Here's to the Luck of the Irish!
The car (minivan) that the dealership fixed for free? You know, that isn't such a great bargain IF THEY DON'T ACTUALLY FIX THE CAR. Husband decided to drive it to the airport this morning... leaving me the dependable car just in case. Good thing he did, as the minivan overheated on the way to the airport, Husband had to let it cool down and bring it back home, and then the whole family piled in to the dependable car to first take Husband to the airport and then to drop the darling daughters off at school. (They were only 10 minutes late... GO US!) So, yeah. We'll be visiting the mechanic again later this week to see what's up. Really it was the "Luck of the Irish" that we decided he'd take the minivan this morning - or I'd be broken down on the side of the highway with Husband in a different city and two kids not delivered to school. (And, this probably goes without saying, but of course I didn't shower this morning - which would have added a nice trailer trash touch to the mommy/damsel in distress vibe.)
On the bright side, my dog is happy and healthier than she has been in quite a while.
Then there is all that other stuff. And, at the very least, it seems to be fortunate timing. Because of the darling daughters' Halloween haul I am certain that I have enough chocolate to get myself through this crisis.
Here's to the Luck of the Irish!
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