My mom? Coolest daredevil I know. That's her. Riding the Hydrofoil. She's the number one Amateur female in the country this year. Not bad for a grandma- eh?
Wednesday, May 14, 2008
Clumped
Don't you just love when you are clumped? When you had nothing to do with a situation- in fact, you made a conscious effort to stay out of it, and yet you get clumped into the side that was involved, because the person knows you are closer to one than the other? It is sad that is happens. And the person who ends up hurt in the end? The one who had nothing to do with it in the first place.
My sister who has gone MIA has stopped talking to me. She stopped talking to me as soon as she ran away from home, right after Christmas. She hasn't even recognized Bubbles is in existence. She didn't call on Cookie's birthday- and after Cookies broke her wrist- nothing. I would be fine if she just ignored me- but she has tossed my kids too. And why? Because my mom and I are the close ones, and the rift is between them. It isn't an issue between she and I- although it has become one because of the choices she made. I never said I didn't love her, or even that I was mad at her. But she's pissed because I didn't pursue her. Excuse me? You're the one who took off. Not me. I refuse to play those games. And now she is about to graduate high school. I wanted to be there- but I won't. She sent us an invitation- but it was just that. Breaks my heart. I love her very much. She's my baby sister, and for a long time the one I thought I would be closest to when we all became adults. My heart is wounded- but still open to her. I sent her a letter to let her know that, so now the ball is in her court. She knows where she can reach me.
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On another Note:
Today is Bum and My 3rd Anniversary. Our wedding day was wonderful. I was probably the most relaxed Bride you will ever meet. I watched Veggie Tales while everyone got ready- and even when my flowers came and were completely screwed up, I wasn't going to let it ruin my day. Bum and I would be the only ones who would notice (that is until people saw the FERN that was supposed to be our cake... Damn florist... Note to those yet to be married... Hire a Pro).
Bum and I giggled and whispered through the whole ceremony- it was a blast.
No one really danced at our reception- but we had a jumping castle, a trampoline and a tire swing. I never got to taste the food we spent months planning, but we had fun. And when the day was done, we trotted off to the hotel and our wedding night, where we both promptly fell asleep. So much for consummating our marriage!
Today, I bought him his own Bible. We have been sharing a while, and I would like to do a study with him without having to share. He bought me a pattern drafting set of tools. I am so excited to learn how to try them. And tonight? We will go to dinner with the kiddos, come home- and most likely? Promptly fall asleep.
My sister who has gone MIA has stopped talking to me. She stopped talking to me as soon as she ran away from home, right after Christmas. She hasn't even recognized Bubbles is in existence. She didn't call on Cookie's birthday- and after Cookies broke her wrist- nothing. I would be fine if she just ignored me- but she has tossed my kids too. And why? Because my mom and I are the close ones, and the rift is between them. It isn't an issue between she and I- although it has become one because of the choices she made. I never said I didn't love her, or even that I was mad at her. But she's pissed because I didn't pursue her. Excuse me? You're the one who took off. Not me. I refuse to play those games. And now she is about to graduate high school. I wanted to be there- but I won't. She sent us an invitation- but it was just that. Breaks my heart. I love her very much. She's my baby sister, and for a long time the one I thought I would be closest to when we all became adults. My heart is wounded- but still open to her. I sent her a letter to let her know that, so now the ball is in her court. She knows where she can reach me.
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On another Note:
Today is Bum and My 3rd Anniversary. Our wedding day was wonderful. I was probably the most relaxed Bride you will ever meet. I watched Veggie Tales while everyone got ready- and even when my flowers came and were completely screwed up, I wasn't going to let it ruin my day. Bum and I would be the only ones who would notice (that is until people saw the FERN that was supposed to be our cake... Damn florist... Note to those yet to be married... Hire a Pro).
Bum and I giggled and whispered through the whole ceremony- it was a blast.
No one really danced at our reception- but we had a jumping castle, a trampoline and a tire swing. I never got to taste the food we spent months planning, but we had fun. And when the day was done, we trotted off to the hotel and our wedding night, where we both promptly fell asleep. So much for consummating our marriage!
Today, I bought him his own Bible. We have been sharing a while, and I would like to do a study with him without having to share. He bought me a pattern drafting set of tools. I am so excited to learn how to try them. And tonight? We will go to dinner with the kiddos, come home- and most likely? Promptly fall asleep.
Monday, May 5, 2008
It's important for Mommy
Since I spend so much time behind the lens, I tend to forget how important it is for my kids to have pictures of them with their mommy. Next Sunday is Mother's day- and the best gift I could give myself was to surrender my beloved camera to Bum for a few minutes. I don't like the way I look- but it is me, with my babies. He doesn't understand Manual- but is too stubborn to let me put it in an auto mode for him, so I had to doctor these quite a bit.
We even attempted a family shot- with just a timer and without a tripod... Not so hot, but with the simple addition of a remote and tripod it could improve.
Monday, April 28, 2008
Shameless Plugs
Love this Etsy Ad. It needs to be on TV. Shop Etsy people- you are helping people out- and you get something handmade!
If you like cloth dipes- or anything fantastic for that matter, go
Here Great quality, and an overall great person. SHe deserves the business!
I got the most fabulous make up from Avon. Smooth Mineral Makeup- It covers beautifully, and is a cinch to apply. No funky foundation lines- and it feels weightless! I'm sold on it forever.
If you want to check it out- or even get some- go to Tara's Avon Site
THose are my plugs for today.
Sunday, April 27, 2008
Wednesday, April 23, 2008
She's only 2
And yet she's CRAZY about soccer. She even has her own soccer ball. She can even dribble the ball- at 2. She doesn't totally get the whole idea that this isn't a game that you carry the ball AND kick the ball- but again, she's 2.
I personally am not nuts about the game- but I attend Bum's games, more for Cookies than anything else. She always brings her glittery pink ball- it's just her size- and kicks it along the sidelines doing her best to mimic the adults on the field. She even makes the occasional run to an empty net to kick in a goal. Little did I know when I called her a soccer start in my womb what would happen as she got older.
I know as her parent I am naturally going to be proud- but I have only met one other kiddo who could kick the ball like she does. He just turned four and is the coolest little boy in the world. I am excited for her to get to play soccer next spring.
She didn't get her athletic ability from me- that is for sure. We will blame her Daddy on that one. She got her love of music and art from me. Daredevil side? Daddy. Building structures with her food? ME.
She got her cast off yesterday. They removed the cast and handed me a warm towel to wipe off her arm. I have to tell you- I have never seen so many goosebumps on one person in my life. Like it was the best feeling in the world for her. For any of you who have ever had a cast- you can relate. Then she got mad because the "Docor taked my casssst!" She wanted a new color darn it! Then they gave her animal crackers and she told me rather ecstatically "Wook Mommy! I howd my cwackers!". She hugged everyone she encountered at the orthopedics office. Nurses, Doctors, and all the kiddos in wheelchairs that were there. What a beautiful person she is. I hope that we can maintain that love of people for her. THe doctor looked at me and said "I hate to say this to you- but I hope we see her again soon". That is special.
Wednesday, April 16, 2008
What a month
I admit, I'm a bad blogger. It's been quite a month though! Bubbles is 3 months- and has learned how to belly laugh... Best sound in the world.
Cookies broke her wrist- cast comes of in a little over a week.
I get to have surgery soon- my wisdom teeth. One has broken through and the other is impacting a molar. Explains the headaches!
I've been sewing a lot- and my etsy shop is up and running. Now I need to find time to catch up on a bit of scrapbooking.
I love spring and the burst of energy it brings for me.
Cookies broke her wrist- cast comes of in a little over a week.
I get to have surgery soon- my wisdom teeth. One has broken through and the other is impacting a molar. Explains the headaches!
I've been sewing a lot- and my etsy shop is up and running. Now I need to find time to catch up on a bit of scrapbooking.
I love spring and the burst of energy it brings for me.
Wednesday, March 26, 2008
Easter
We had a nice Easter. I'm big on the tradition of waking up, letting the kids find their baskets, eating a nice breakfast then trotting off to church, followed by a grand egg hunt when we get home.
This is the first year that Cookies really "got" the whole egg hunt idea- and had us hide the eggs again and again. I tell you- having kids brings an excitement back to holidays that had fades away as you get older. I got giddy about baskets and hiding eggs. Even dying eggs was more fun this year. It is nice to feel that way again. And it didn't even take getting a basket from Bum. In fact- this is the first year we didn't do baskets for each other.
We went to my parent's church- our old church for Easter service. It made me a little sad, because it was then I realized that it was no longer our home church. I didn't get that same sense of joy being there. That was hard. But the service was good. Pastor Dary asked a couple of questions that really got me thinking. First he asked, "What are you willing to die for?"-- easy. My kids and husband. But then he asked, "What are you willing to LIVE for?" Well gosh. My kids and husband of course- but what beyond that? What am I going to put my passion into beyond raising my children? I feel like so much of that passion is gone- and I don't know where it went. I have been tempted to brush up on my flute skills again and give lessons. Or get involved with worship at church again. Maybe take some classes on photography or cake decorating. Something so that I can offer myself to others. I think it is easy to get depressed when you feel useless. Or at least not valued. I know our home would not function if I weren't around. I know I can create things- and I am slowly becoming a better photographer- but the things I make aren't used by other people. And I am not planning on a photography business. So here I sit- questioning how I can offer myself beyond raising wonderful kiddos. May take some time to figure it out.
Shameless cute baby pictures...
This is the first year that Cookies really "got" the whole egg hunt idea- and had us hide the eggs again and again. I tell you- having kids brings an excitement back to holidays that had fades away as you get older. I got giddy about baskets and hiding eggs. Even dying eggs was more fun this year. It is nice to feel that way again. And it didn't even take getting a basket from Bum. In fact- this is the first year we didn't do baskets for each other.
We went to my parent's church- our old church for Easter service. It made me a little sad, because it was then I realized that it was no longer our home church. I didn't get that same sense of joy being there. That was hard. But the service was good. Pastor Dary asked a couple of questions that really got me thinking. First he asked, "What are you willing to die for?"-- easy. My kids and husband. But then he asked, "What are you willing to LIVE for?" Well gosh. My kids and husband of course- but what beyond that? What am I going to put my passion into beyond raising my children? I feel like so much of that passion is gone- and I don't know where it went. I have been tempted to brush up on my flute skills again and give lessons. Or get involved with worship at church again. Maybe take some classes on photography or cake decorating. Something so that I can offer myself to others. I think it is easy to get depressed when you feel useless. Or at least not valued. I know our home would not function if I weren't around. I know I can create things- and I am slowly becoming a better photographer- but the things I make aren't used by other people. And I am not planning on a photography business. So here I sit- questioning how I can offer myself beyond raising wonderful kiddos. May take some time to figure it out.
Shameless cute baby pictures...
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