Wow! this month flew by!! At least it did for me!!! I am exhausted!!! Of course the fact that I was awake from 2-4 AM last night did not help! I emotionally brought work home with me,,worried about some families I work with and some testing I did and if I scored it properly...silly but I fret, I am a fretter.
I am bored...and hungry and there is nothing easy to eat...everything is either frozen or takes time to cook and I want to eat now!!! Ernie and 2 of the kids are out at a basketball game...and if I want to go out and get something, I guess I would have to get dressed, comb my hair and get in the car and drive...I am too tired
I am going for a weeks worth of training Mon-Fri...I will be staying at a Holiday Inn, and hanging at the pool at night.....can't wait for some time away....not sure if I can re-juvinate but time away is always good
We are supposed to have snow on Tuesday but that is ok...I will be snug in the hotel! LOL
Saturday, January 31, 2009
Wednesday, January 28, 2009
Sunday, January 25, 2009
My friend Stephanie
Music Review - 'Orfeo ed Euridice' - Stephanie Blythe in Gluck Opera at the Met - NYTimes.com
I know Stephanie from church camp. I love to hear her sing and there is a link in the link above and you can hear her too!!!
I know Stephanie from church camp. I love to hear her sing and there is a link in the link above and you can hear her too!!!
Tuesday, January 20, 2009
Sunday, January 18, 2009
Dear God.....
I just know that if one of my kids says,,, don't look and please don't ask me what I am doing...it is just going to be bad news.....
Please stop sending us snow and cold weather...my kids are driving me insane because it is too cold and nasty to send them out to burn off some energy....
Dear God, I really do not want tokill them....
Amen
I just know that if one of my kids says,,, don't look and please don't ask me what I am doing...it is just going to be bad news.....
Please stop sending us snow and cold weather...my kids are driving me insane because it is too cold and nasty to send them out to burn off some energy....
Dear God, I really do not want tokill them....
Amen
Saturday, January 17, 2009
I have made it through my first 2 weeks of working full-time...and I am sooo tired. My house looks like it is not being taken care of. But the kids are fed and there is food in the house, so that is good. There have been days that I do not see Ernie at all. I get up in the morning, say good bye, he goes to work before I get home, and I leave in the mornings before he gets home. This will take some getting used to.
Monday, January 12, 2009
a little late for Christmas or very early
I personally believe she has a warehouse full of captive elves!
Martha Stewart Christmas Wish
Dear Santa, I rarely ask for much. This year is no exception. I don't need diamond earrings, handy slicer-dicers, or comfy slippers. I only want one little thing, and I want it deeply. I want to slap Martha Stewart. Now, hear me out, Santa. I won't scar her or draw blood or anything. Just one good smack, right acr oss her smug little cheek. I get all cozy inside just thinking about it. Don't grant this wish just for me -- do it for thousands of women across the country. Through sheer vicarious satisfaction, you'll be giving a gift to us all.
Those of us leading average, garden-variety lives aren't concerned with gracious living. We feel pretty good about ourselves if our paper plates match when we stack them on the counter, buffet-style, for dinner. We're tired of Martha showing us how to make centerpieces from hollyhock dipped in 18-carat gold. We're plumb out of liquid gold, unless it's of the furniture polish variety. We can't whip up Martha's creamy holiday sauce, spiced with turmeric. Most of us can't even say turmeric, let alone figure out what to do with it. OK, Santa, maybe you think I'm being a little harsh. But I'll bet with all the holiday rush, you didn't catch that interview with Martha in la st week's USA Weekend. I'm surprised there was enough room on the page for her ego. We discovered that not only does Martha avoid take-out pizza (she's ordered it only once), she also refuses to eat it cold. When it was pointed out that she could microwave it, she replied, "I don't have a microwave." The reporter, Jeffrey Zaslow, noted that she said this "in a tone that suggests you shouldn't either." Well, lah-dee-dah. Imagine that, Santa! That lovely microwave you brought me years ago, in which I've learned to make complicated dishes like popcorn and hot chocolate, has been declared undesirable by Queen Martha. What's next? The coffee maker? In the article, we learned that Martha has 40 sets of dishes adorning an entire wall in her home. Forty sets. Can you spell "overkill"? And neatly put away, no less. If my dishes make it to the dishwasher, that qualifies as "put away" in my house! Martha tells us she's already making homemade holiday gifts for friends. "Last year, I made amazing silk-lined scarves for everyone," she boasts. Not just scarves, mind you. Amazing scarves. Martha's obviously not shy about giving herself a little pat on the back. In fact, she does so with such frequency that one has to wonder if her back is black and blue. She goes on to tell us that "homemaking is glamour for the twenty-first century," and says her most glamorous friends are "interested in stain removal, how to iron a monogram, and how to fold a towel." I have one piece of advice, Martha: "Get new friends." Glamorous friends fly to Paris on a whim. They drift past the Greek Islands on yachts, sipping champagne from crystal goblets. They step out for the evening in shimmering satin gowns, whisked away by tuxedoed chauffeurs. They do not spend their days pondering the finer art of toilet bowl sanitation. Zaslow notes that Martha was named one of America's 25 most influential people by Time magazine (nosing out Mother Theresa, Madeline Allbright, and Maya Angelou, no doubt). The proof of Martha's influence: After she bought white-fleshed peaches in the supermarket, Martha said, "People saw me buy them. In an instant, they were all gone." I hope Martha never decides to jump off a bridge. (Or maybe, on second thought....) A guest in Martha's home told Zaslow how Martha gets up early to rollerblade with her dogs and to pick fresh wild blackberries for breakfast. This confirms what I've suspected about Martha all along: She's obviously got too much time on her hands. Teaching the dogs to rollerblade. What a show off. If you think the dogs are spoiled, listen to how Martha treats her friends: She gave one friend all 272 books from the Knopf Everyman Library. It didn't cost much. Pocket change, really. Just $5,000. But what price friendship, right? When asked if others should envy her, Martha replies, "Don't envy me. I'm doing this because I'm a natural teacher. You shouldn't envy teachers. You should listen to them." Zaslow must have slit a seam in Martha's ego at this point, because once the hot air came hissing out, it couldn't be held back. "Being an overachiever is nothing despicable. It is only admirable. Never lower your standards," says Martha. And of her Web page on the Internet, Martha declares herself an "important presence" as she graciously helps people organize their sad, tacky little lives. There you have it, Santa. If there was ever someone who deserved a good smack, it's Martha Stewart. But I bet I won't get my gift this year. You probably want to smack her yourself.
Received from Just For Fun.
Martha Stewart Christmas Wish
Dear Santa, I rarely ask for much. This year is no exception. I don't need diamond earrings, handy slicer-dicers, or comfy slippers. I only want one little thing, and I want it deeply. I want to slap Martha Stewart. Now, hear me out, Santa. I won't scar her or draw blood or anything. Just one good smack, right acr oss her smug little cheek. I get all cozy inside just thinking about it. Don't grant this wish just for me -- do it for thousands of women across the country. Through sheer vicarious satisfaction, you'll be giving a gift to us all.
Those of us leading average, garden-variety lives aren't concerned with gracious living. We feel pretty good about ourselves if our paper plates match when we stack them on the counter, buffet-style, for dinner. We're tired of Martha showing us how to make centerpieces from hollyhock dipped in 18-carat gold. We're plumb out of liquid gold, unless it's of the furniture polish variety. We can't whip up Martha's creamy holiday sauce, spiced with turmeric. Most of us can't even say turmeric, let alone figure out what to do with it. OK, Santa, maybe you think I'm being a little harsh. But I'll bet with all the holiday rush, you didn't catch that interview with Martha in la st week's USA Weekend. I'm surprised there was enough room on the page for her ego. We discovered that not only does Martha avoid take-out pizza (she's ordered it only once), she also refuses to eat it cold. When it was pointed out that she could microwave it, she replied, "I don't have a microwave." The reporter, Jeffrey Zaslow, noted that she said this "in a tone that suggests you shouldn't either." Well, lah-dee-dah. Imagine that, Santa! That lovely microwave you brought me years ago, in which I've learned to make complicated dishes like popcorn and hot chocolate, has been declared undesirable by Queen Martha. What's next? The coffee maker? In the article, we learned that Martha has 40 sets of dishes adorning an entire wall in her home. Forty sets. Can you spell "overkill"? And neatly put away, no less. If my dishes make it to the dishwasher, that qualifies as "put away" in my house! Martha tells us she's already making homemade holiday gifts for friends. "Last year, I made amazing silk-lined scarves for everyone," she boasts. Not just scarves, mind you. Amazing scarves. Martha's obviously not shy about giving herself a little pat on the back. In fact, she does so with such frequency that one has to wonder if her back is black and blue. She goes on to tell us that "homemaking is glamour for the twenty-first century," and says her most glamorous friends are "interested in stain removal, how to iron a monogram, and how to fold a towel." I have one piece of advice, Martha: "Get new friends." Glamorous friends fly to Paris on a whim. They drift past the Greek Islands on yachts, sipping champagne from crystal goblets. They step out for the evening in shimmering satin gowns, whisked away by tuxedoed chauffeurs. They do not spend their days pondering the finer art of toilet bowl sanitation. Zaslow notes that Martha was named one of America's 25 most influential people by Time magazine (nosing out Mother Theresa, Madeline Allbright, and Maya Angelou, no doubt). The proof of Martha's influence: After she bought white-fleshed peaches in the supermarket, Martha said, "People saw me buy them. In an instant, they were all gone." I hope Martha never decides to jump off a bridge. (Or maybe, on second thought....) A guest in Martha's home told Zaslow how Martha gets up early to rollerblade with her dogs and to pick fresh wild blackberries for breakfast. This confirms what I've suspected about Martha all along: She's obviously got too much time on her hands. Teaching the dogs to rollerblade. What a show off. If you think the dogs are spoiled, listen to how Martha treats her friends: She gave one friend all 272 books from the Knopf Everyman Library. It didn't cost much. Pocket change, really. Just $5,000. But what price friendship, right? When asked if others should envy her, Martha replies, "Don't envy me. I'm doing this because I'm a natural teacher. You shouldn't envy teachers. You should listen to them." Zaslow must have slit a seam in Martha's ego at this point, because once the hot air came hissing out, it couldn't be held back. "Being an overachiever is nothing despicable. It is only admirable. Never lower your standards," says Martha. And of her Web page on the Internet, Martha declares herself an "important presence" as she graciously helps people organize their sad, tacky little lives. There you have it, Santa. If there was ever someone who deserved a good smack, it's Martha Stewart. But I bet I won't get my gift this year. You probably want to smack her yourself.
Received from Just For Fun.
Saturday, January 10, 2009
being a good neighbor..... or not
Last night when I got home....and pulled into the church/my house's drive way I was surprised to see cars and no one at the church. the first car was by the front of the church..the other 5 cars were back in the parking lot all lined up. My driveway comes right off the parking lot and there were 2 cars blocking my way in. I could not get into my driveway and I had a trunk full of groceries. I called the Pastor and asked him if he knew anything about people using our parking lot. He didn't. I knew that my husband, the Deacon, didn't know anything about it. I told the Pastor that I would be calling the police. I called the police, not the 911 number because it was not an emergency and told them what was going on. They sent 2 cars out. I figured out that neighbors who live down a lane across the road were the ones who were using the parking lot but I don't know them. The police said I could have them towed and that I did not need to even try to figure out who owned the vehicles and all 6 could be towed. I told them I didn't want to cause trouble but I don't know those neighbors and I have been told they are aloof and rude to other neighbors and if they could go and ask if the cars belonged to them, I would appreciate it. So, they went and 2 women came and moved their vehicles. When I saw them coming, I went out to move my van into my driveway...and the 2 women kept staring at me..and looking back at me until I got into the house. They didn't apologize for blocking the driveway or anything, just kept staring. I felt like yelling at them "Your so welcome I didn't have them towed" but I didn't...
Ernie or the Pastor will be going over to talk to them at some time to tell them that we do not mind if they want to use the parking lot when they have parties but to please tell us first and to please ask their guests to not block my driveway.
( scroll down for pics...)
the front of hte church...first car was parked by the porch
between the church and the tree is the driveway for me and the church
the parking lot and these trees is where it starts to become my driveway
you can see that it is my driveway and all that other space is parking lot. they were parked blocking my driveway and on this side of the parking lot, all in a row
I was standing where the cars were parked.....even in the dark without a red van parked there, and without the snow ( which was falling as I took the picture) you could tell it was a driveway and people live there and need to use it
and they were facing the garage,,,who blocks garages???
Ernie or the Pastor will be going over to talk to them at some time to tell them that we do not mind if they want to use the parking lot when they have parties but to please tell us first and to please ask their guests to not block my driveway.
( scroll down for pics...)
the front of hte church...first car was parked by the porch
between the church and the tree is the driveway for me and the church
the parking lot and these trees is where it starts to become my driveway
you can see that it is my driveway and all that other space is parking lot. they were parked blocking my driveway and on this side of the parking lot, all in a row
I was standing where the cars were parked.....even in the dark without a red van parked there, and without the snow ( which was falling as I took the picture) you could tell it was a driveway and people live there and need to use it
and they were facing the garage,,,who blocks garages???
Saturday, January 3, 2009
Christmas pictures
to give the cook a break, we order Chinese food for Christmas Eve...yummoHere are a few of my favorite pictures from Christmas day
DQ painted a bunch of gifts this year...she painted this pirate ship for Son
Here I am...before shower, got to love the standing up hair....with my painted treasure box
Ernie also got a treasure box
TEEN got a picture frame....
SON bought me an apron with a snowman on it
Son found a shirt for Ernie
DQ got a glass angel
I stole this pencil drawing off TEEN's wall and took it to be framed for her. She drew it last year in art class
TEEN is putting on a necklace Ernie and bought for DQ
the girls are showing off their necklaces....TEENS is a music one...and DQ's says something about Daring to dreamAfter the Christmas Meal
Uncle M, DQ and Ernie
Ernie and someone's fingers....
DQ talking with Uncle M's son
what to do on a snowy day?
Wonder what these little airplane looking things are?
Looks like a little birdie took shelter on our front porch from the storm
We have to have a path shovelled from the porch to the road, so we can easily get our mail and the kids can get to school.
Here are Teen and Son helping out the neighbor across the road
oh..how'd that picture get in here? no makeup, hair not done...yikes
To kill time the kids made little candy houses
Teen is all smiles
DQ is being a drama queen and upset because her candy house kept falling apart...
and when all else fails...pull out the Leggos and make things!
Now we are chillin'
( events happened before Christmas...I am just getting caught up!)
Looks like a little birdie took shelter on our front porch from the storm
We have to have a path shovelled from the porch to the road, so we can easily get our mail and the kids can get to school.
Here are Teen and Son helping out the neighbor across the road
oh..how'd that picture get in here? no makeup, hair not done...yikes
To kill time the kids made little candy houses
Teen is all smiles
DQ is being a drama queen and upset because her candy house kept falling apart...
and when all else fails...pull out the Leggos and make things!
Now we are chillin'
( events happened before Christmas...I am just getting caught up!)
scarves
It is chilly in my office at work...so decided to crochet some scarves to keep my neck warm. I have DQ modeling them for you....all but one are fuzzy and oh so warm!!!
Thursday, January 1, 2009
Things I am thankful for as 2008 ended
( not in any specific order)
1. I asked for, was offered and I accepted a full-time position at work
2. we got a nice little raise
3. my family is healthy and no one had a major melt-down
4. things are quieter here on the homefront
5. cars that run
6. a house that keeps us sheltered
7. food
8. my faith
9. I was able to help honor my cousins last wishes
10. you
( not in any specific order)
1. I asked for, was offered and I accepted a full-time position at work
2. we got a nice little raise
3. my family is healthy and no one had a major melt-down
4. things are quieter here on the homefront
5. cars that run
6. a house that keeps us sheltered
7. food
8. my faith
9. I was able to help honor my cousins last wishes
10. you
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