While March went out like a soggy lamb or lion (it was hard to tell the difference), Carter and I spent the day at the library.
I was working on my laptop and he was enlightening me with interesting facts from his Book of Lists. He also played his Nintendo DS a bit, listened to some tunes on his CD player and surfed the Internet. All in all, I had to give him credit for not whining. So yes, he did deserve a Oreo Mint Blizzard (me, too!).
I found it interesting that both Saturday and today, I saw somewhat the same crowd hanging out at the library. There were several older (past retirement age) men who stopped in to read various newspapers and chit-chat. No women. Not sure what that means. Either the women are still working. Or they find their news through other avenues. Or the men are escaping from the women. Who knows?
We had to cut our time at the library short because Carter had an eye exam late this afternoon. I don't know if I mentioned that he asked his teacher to move him closer to the board, so we made an appointment. Since I had glasses in kindergarten and Daddy wears them, too, we figured this day would come sooner or later.
The eye exam pretty much went as expected but I was still surprised to learn that one, his eyes had already gotten this bad before we realized it and two, that he is color blind (though I've had my suspicions about that). So yes, he's getting glasses. And yes, he still knows that purple and yellow go together far better than green and gold!
He may be getting his glasses as early as tomorrow. Carter seems OK with it. He picked out the frames and, frankly, was amazed at how clear things looked through the eye doctor's lenses. Who knows? It might help him see the baseball coming this summer so he can swing in time to hit it! May the wonders never cease.
Tuesday, March 31, 2009
Monday, March 30, 2009
Spring Break?
The big boys just called from their spring break in Puerto Rico. (They're there with their mom and two of their friends.) Apparently it's 80 or so with a slight breeze. Hmm. That's tough. We've got gusty winds and a major storm on the way. I'm thinking my family to the north will get the worst of it. However, we'll likely be dealing with icy rain in the morning.
Carter has off all week as well but as I've mentioned before, we aren't going anywhere -- besides work. Not easy to do when we've got friends off to warmer climes to golf this week, too. Guess that's why they call it work. It's certainly not any fun to do it when others are soaking up the sun!
Tomorrow I'll be spending the day with Carter -- but only because I'm working (at the library again). We'll see how it goes. There certainly is plenty for him to do there -- books, movies, Internet -- but I know he'll get bored. If nothing else, I'll put him to work! Then he can't claim there's nothing to do. I think he knows there's a Mint Oreo Blizzard in it for him if he's good. Me, too!
Tonight we're just watching our Monday comedy line-up on TV -- and I'm still sneezing and blowing my nose. Can't beat that for fun.
Unless, you're swimming in Puerto Rico or golfing in Texas or...
Carter has off all week as well but as I've mentioned before, we aren't going anywhere -- besides work. Not easy to do when we've got friends off to warmer climes to golf this week, too. Guess that's why they call it work. It's certainly not any fun to do it when others are soaking up the sun!
Tomorrow I'll be spending the day with Carter -- but only because I'm working (at the library again). We'll see how it goes. There certainly is plenty for him to do there -- books, movies, Internet -- but I know he'll get bored. If nothing else, I'll put him to work! Then he can't claim there's nothing to do. I think he knows there's a Mint Oreo Blizzard in it for him if he's good. Me, too!
Tonight we're just watching our Monday comedy line-up on TV -- and I'm still sneezing and blowing my nose. Can't beat that for fun.
Unless, you're swimming in Puerto Rico or golfing in Texas or...
Sunday, March 29, 2009
Sunday School
For a day of "rest," I sure spent a busy day. And learned a few things along the way in Sunday "school."
I learned that a handwritten card or note to say "hi" or "thanks" is always appreciated.
I learned that I'll always run into someone I know at Wal-Mart so it's good to put on makeup and fix my hair before leaving the house.
I learned that when I say "WE should paint Carter's room," it really means "Daddy should do it." (And he did a great job!)
I learned that even Puffs with Lotion feel rough after using 89 tissues in a 12-hour period.
I learned that if you give a 10-year-old some sidewalk chalk and shoo him outside, he can "create" his own basketball court -- including a 3-point line and one further out just labeled "Wow" (or MOM if you look at it right).
I learned that it sucks to get old and have health problems.
I learned that it's really easy, though, to pray for those who do.
I learned that Tiger Woods will always be entertaining to watch.
I learned that I will never golf even a fraction as good!
I learned that getting ready for a garage sale reminds you of how much "crap" you have -- and possibly worthless crap at that.
I learned that some of the things we moved into our new house 8 years ago are still in the same place ... and inside their "moving" box.
I learned that a mother still loves you even if you call 4 days late for her birthday.
I learned that even if you are too full from supper, there's always room for dessert!
I learned that ironing isn't such a terrible chore, but I wouldn't want to have to do it every day.
I learned that it's not as fun to watch college hoops when none of your Final Four will make the Final Four.
I learned that dropping hints about a Mint Oreo Blizzard doesn't mean you get one.
I learned that getting two dozen roses is a helluva lot better than mint anything.
I learned that when my soul mate and I started our journey 12 years ago on this weekend, there's no way we would have envisioned the blessings we have today.
(Or the boxes of "crap.")
I learned that a handwritten card or note to say "hi" or "thanks" is always appreciated.
I learned that I'll always run into someone I know at Wal-Mart so it's good to put on makeup and fix my hair before leaving the house.
I learned that when I say "WE should paint Carter's room," it really means "Daddy should do it." (And he did a great job!)
I learned that even Puffs with Lotion feel rough after using 89 tissues in a 12-hour period.
I learned that if you give a 10-year-old some sidewalk chalk and shoo him outside, he can "create" his own basketball court -- including a 3-point line and one further out just labeled "Wow" (or MOM if you look at it right).
I learned that it sucks to get old and have health problems.
I learned that it's really easy, though, to pray for those who do.
I learned that Tiger Woods will always be entertaining to watch.
I learned that I will never golf even a fraction as good!
I learned that getting ready for a garage sale reminds you of how much "crap" you have -- and possibly worthless crap at that.
I learned that some of the things we moved into our new house 8 years ago are still in the same place ... and inside their "moving" box.
I learned that a mother still loves you even if you call 4 days late for her birthday.
I learned that even if you are too full from supper, there's always room for dessert!
I learned that ironing isn't such a terrible chore, but I wouldn't want to have to do it every day.
I learned that it's not as fun to watch college hoops when none of your Final Four will make the Final Four.
I learned that dropping hints about a Mint Oreo Blizzard doesn't mean you get one.
I learned that getting two dozen roses is a helluva lot better than mint anything.
I learned that when my soul mate and I started our journey 12 years ago on this weekend, there's no way we would have envisioned the blessings we have today.
(Or the boxes of "crap.")
Saturday, March 28, 2009
Fuel Efficient
I managed to get out of the house and to the library when it opened at 9 this morning -- nothing short of a miracle on a Saturday. I snagged a cushy booth in the corner of the library "coffeehouse" area and was able to hook up to their Internet (and electricity). I had a moment of freaking-out-ness when I couldn't log onto the work server, but after trying many user names and passwords (I'd be a terrible hacker), I figured out a logical solution. Then I was good to go.
The last few days, I've had a cold or allergies or something that's equated to a runny nose. So I brought a stack of tissues and decided that I was going to stay at the library until it closed at 5 or I finished the section I was working on or I ran out of snot rags, whichever came first. Fortunately, I finished up the section a half tissue before running out, so I was able to leave a little before 5. I felt great! It was a productive day -- plus a fuel efficient one. I saved our car an extra trip to Iola!
I picked up pizza on the way home, ate quick and headed back into town to pick up my mother-in-law. We went joined my sister-in-law at Assumption High School to see the musical Joseph and the Amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat. (Our nephew was manning one of the spotlights.) I have heard about this play for years and years but never took the time to see it. The students did an excellent job telling the story through song and dance. Very cool.
While I was hanging out with hubby's family, he and Carter had a guys' night out and went to the movie Monsters Vs. Aliens. Jim says they both give it a thumbs up -- but Carter was sound asleep by the time I got home. Sounds like a good idea to me. I need to consume some more "fuel" for tomorrow!
The last few days, I've had a cold or allergies or something that's equated to a runny nose. So I brought a stack of tissues and decided that I was going to stay at the library until it closed at 5 or I finished the section I was working on or I ran out of snot rags, whichever came first. Fortunately, I finished up the section a half tissue before running out, so I was able to leave a little before 5. I felt great! It was a productive day -- plus a fuel efficient one. I saved our car an extra trip to Iola!
I picked up pizza on the way home, ate quick and headed back into town to pick up my mother-in-law. We went joined my sister-in-law at Assumption High School to see the musical Joseph and the Amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat. (Our nephew was manning one of the spotlights.) I have heard about this play for years and years but never took the time to see it. The students did an excellent job telling the story through song and dance. Very cool.
While I was hanging out with hubby's family, he and Carter had a guys' night out and went to the movie Monsters Vs. Aliens. Jim says they both give it a thumbs up -- but Carter was sound asleep by the time I got home. Sounds like a good idea to me. I need to consume some more "fuel" for tomorrow!
Friday, March 27, 2009
TGIF (Thank God It's Fixed)
I've been having a major technical challenge in my new work project. In simple terms, when I had to save things I had altered in the computer, it would take a minute each time.
So I had two computers set up at my desk so that while one was saving, I'd be working on the other one and saving, then going back to the first one. The problem was that I still had about half a minute of waiting time before the first one was done saving. I told my boss a third (or even fourth) computer would help since we are on a tight deadline and I have massive amounts of "things" to alter and save for this project.
It just about took an audience with the Pope (and a few technical people armed with stopwatches) Thursday, but it somehow magically got fixed overnight and I had a much quicker program at my fingertips today. I was so relieved! I have been losing sleep about how this could all get done on time at such a slow pace. So I was ready to do my happy dance -- and dance like nobody's watchin' (and pray no one was!).
Earlier in the week, I brought a work laptop home but the wireless connection didn't work worth squat and neither did my cable connection. The laptop didn't like that. So I brought it back into work, knowing I needed two or more computers anyway so I wasn't going to be working from home (darn). Now that I only need one computer, though, I figured I would try the laptop again and save myself from driving to Iola in the morning.
Went to the library right before it closed tonight. They have wireless there but it didn't work so I obviously am missing a component for my laptop. They do allow patrons to check out a cord and plug it in for Internet in their "coffeehouse" area, so I am going to give that a try when they open in the morning. I didn't have time to test it since the library was closing but I did ask the staffer if it was OK if I was a squatter for the day (stealing their free Internet and electricity). I promised her I'd pay my "rent" by patronizing the coffeehouse so I think we're in business.
The other part of the process is that once the Internet part works, I still have to connect through another program to log on to our servers at work. If that doesn't work, I'm off to Iola for the day.
Of course, that means hubby may be stuck painting Carter's room by himself, but I don't think the room is ready. Sure it has new windows but the wall is still filled with posters of everything from cool cars and SpongeBob to Minnesota Vikings and Pink Floyd. Maybe we could just skip the painting a buy a few more posters!
Either way, it looks like we'll all be capitalizing on Sunday as the traditional day of rest. (And you know me. That's not how it works!)
So I had two computers set up at my desk so that while one was saving, I'd be working on the other one and saving, then going back to the first one. The problem was that I still had about half a minute of waiting time before the first one was done saving. I told my boss a third (or even fourth) computer would help since we are on a tight deadline and I have massive amounts of "things" to alter and save for this project.
It just about took an audience with the Pope (and a few technical people armed with stopwatches) Thursday, but it somehow magically got fixed overnight and I had a much quicker program at my fingertips today. I was so relieved! I have been losing sleep about how this could all get done on time at such a slow pace. So I was ready to do my happy dance -- and dance like nobody's watchin' (and pray no one was!).
Earlier in the week, I brought a work laptop home but the wireless connection didn't work worth squat and neither did my cable connection. The laptop didn't like that. So I brought it back into work, knowing I needed two or more computers anyway so I wasn't going to be working from home (darn). Now that I only need one computer, though, I figured I would try the laptop again and save myself from driving to Iola in the morning.
Went to the library right before it closed tonight. They have wireless there but it didn't work so I obviously am missing a component for my laptop. They do allow patrons to check out a cord and plug it in for Internet in their "coffeehouse" area, so I am going to give that a try when they open in the morning. I didn't have time to test it since the library was closing but I did ask the staffer if it was OK if I was a squatter for the day (stealing their free Internet and electricity). I promised her I'd pay my "rent" by patronizing the coffeehouse so I think we're in business.
The other part of the process is that once the Internet part works, I still have to connect through another program to log on to our servers at work. If that doesn't work, I'm off to Iola for the day.
Of course, that means hubby may be stuck painting Carter's room by himself, but I don't think the room is ready. Sure it has new windows but the wall is still filled with posters of everything from cool cars and SpongeBob to Minnesota Vikings and Pink Floyd. Maybe we could just skip the painting a buy a few more posters!
Either way, it looks like we'll all be capitalizing on Sunday as the traditional day of rest. (And you know me. That's not how it works!)
Thursday, March 26, 2009
If My Head Weren't Attached...
This week is just buzzing by! Last night, after work and meetings and dinner, I didn't get home until about 9:30 p.m. I managed to get the Tooth Fairy duties out of the way but also managed to forget to call my mother on her birthday. And, somewhere in between, managed not to notice for half an hour that hubby got the painting done around the living room window. I swear, if my head wasn't attached...
The good news is that we finished our "summit" at work today so I had normal "get home" hours. Jim had to go to a coaches' meeting for baseball so I drew the short straw and had to take Carter to the school carnival.
At first we weren't sure he deserved to go after blowing two tests this week. But I relented anyway since his spring break (which is now officially started) will not hold much fun for him as we go to work and pawn him off at the babysitter's every day. So we went to school.
He's at the age where he wants to hang out with friends so I was relieved my neighbor was there so I had someone I knew to talk to. I also met the parents of some boys who see Carter at the bus stop every morning. She said her boy, either 4 or 5 years old, really looks up to Carter. "Carter is really good with him," she said. "You should be proud of him."
I guess it was worth going to hear that! Now I just need someone to call my mom and say that about me so she forgives me for misplacing her birthday from the calendar in my mind! Any volunteers?
The good news is that we finished our "summit" at work today so I had normal "get home" hours. Jim had to go to a coaches' meeting for baseball so I drew the short straw and had to take Carter to the school carnival.
At first we weren't sure he deserved to go after blowing two tests this week. But I relented anyway since his spring break (which is now officially started) will not hold much fun for him as we go to work and pawn him off at the babysitter's every day. So we went to school.
He's at the age where he wants to hang out with friends so I was relieved my neighbor was there so I had someone I knew to talk to. I also met the parents of some boys who see Carter at the bus stop every morning. She said her boy, either 4 or 5 years old, really looks up to Carter. "Carter is really good with him," she said. "You should be proud of him."
I guess it was worth going to hear that! Now I just need someone to call my mom and say that about me so she forgives me for misplacing her birthday from the calendar in my mind! Any volunteers?
Wednesday, March 25, 2009
Good Answer
As parents, we try not to put work (or anything else for that matter) before our children. But sometimes it just happens. We get a busy spell on a special project or big deadline and we unintentionally give our job first billing.
This week I am involved in a "innovation summit" which kept me away from my desk all day yesterday. It was then followed by a "trade show" after hours for employees. I could have done a dinner thing after that, too, but hubby and I decided it wasn't worth it to drive separately just so I could stay for a meal and schmooze. Plus, his parents were kind enough to pick up Carter after school to watch him so we didn't want to make it a late night for them.
By the time we picked him up, it was almost 8 p.m. and there was a flurry of activity at Grandma and Grandpa's. While my mother-in-law was asking me if I liked her new carpet, my father-in-law was telling us what Carter ate for supper and Carter was mentioning in there something about losing a tooth.
By the time we got home, I just wanted to get to bed since we went into to work so early. I completely forgot about that tooth until Carter comes into the dining room this morning and announces that the Tooth Fairy forgot to come. Oh crap. Since Carter is sleeping in the spare room in the basement during this window project, I made up some excuse about the Tooth Fairy not being able to find him.
But Daddy topped that answer. I heard him tell Carter, "Maybe the Tooth Fairy is on a furlough."
"What does that mean?" asked Carter.
"He was probably forced to take time off because of these tough economic times," Daddy explained.
Wow, good answer! I'm guessing the furlough better end tonight, though. Unless we (as in me) forget again. Then we'll have to say his job was totally eliminated or something. You just never know in these tough economic times...
This week I am involved in a "innovation summit" which kept me away from my desk all day yesterday. It was then followed by a "trade show" after hours for employees. I could have done a dinner thing after that, too, but hubby and I decided it wasn't worth it to drive separately just so I could stay for a meal and schmooze. Plus, his parents were kind enough to pick up Carter after school to watch him so we didn't want to make it a late night for them.
By the time we picked him up, it was almost 8 p.m. and there was a flurry of activity at Grandma and Grandpa's. While my mother-in-law was asking me if I liked her new carpet, my father-in-law was telling us what Carter ate for supper and Carter was mentioning in there something about losing a tooth.
By the time we got home, I just wanted to get to bed since we went into to work so early. I completely forgot about that tooth until Carter comes into the dining room this morning and announces that the Tooth Fairy forgot to come. Oh crap. Since Carter is sleeping in the spare room in the basement during this window project, I made up some excuse about the Tooth Fairy not being able to find him.
But Daddy topped that answer. I heard him tell Carter, "Maybe the Tooth Fairy is on a furlough."
"What does that mean?" asked Carter.
"He was probably forced to take time off because of these tough economic times," Daddy explained.
Wow, good answer! I'm guessing the furlough better end tonight, though. Unless we (as in me) forget again. Then we'll have to say his job was totally eliminated or something. You just never know in these tough economic times...
Monday, March 23, 2009
Faster than the Speed of...
Just catchin' a breather here. It seems like Mondays get here way too fast and the day itself flies by as we catch up from not being at work over the weekend.
I'm still a bit tired today, though hubby is actually the one who did all the driving Up North and back yesterday. Of course, with our standing rule that the driver gets to pick the radio stations, I think he was OK with it (especially since we were driving through Classic Country musicland).
I have to give Carter credit for sticking to his Lenten pledge to not play video games. That's tough for 8 hours in the car in one day! Instead, he was able to get a whole book read that he needs to test on this week before the end of the quarter. Nice job! On the way home last night, I sat in back for the last few hours so we could watch the Cars movie on DVD. That helped the time go.
This morning we had a bit of rain on the way in but a lot of our co-workers had to deal with ice. Good thing we take the slightly southern route to work. Apparently, that makes a difference!
This week, I'll be participating in a conference of sorts (they call them "summits" these days) so I will have some extra events in the evenings Tuesday and Wednesday, then Thursday night will be Carter's school carnival and a baseball coaching meeting for hubby. Before you know it, it will be Friday!
Isn't that crazy? On a Monday afternoon I can already envision the end of the week? I hope somewhere in there my warp-speed trip slows down so I can get something accomplished!
I'm still a bit tired today, though hubby is actually the one who did all the driving Up North and back yesterday. Of course, with our standing rule that the driver gets to pick the radio stations, I think he was OK with it (especially since we were driving through Classic Country musicland).
I have to give Carter credit for sticking to his Lenten pledge to not play video games. That's tough for 8 hours in the car in one day! Instead, he was able to get a whole book read that he needs to test on this week before the end of the quarter. Nice job! On the way home last night, I sat in back for the last few hours so we could watch the Cars movie on DVD. That helped the time go.
This morning we had a bit of rain on the way in but a lot of our co-workers had to deal with ice. Good thing we take the slightly southern route to work. Apparently, that makes a difference!
This week, I'll be participating in a conference of sorts (they call them "summits" these days) so I will have some extra events in the evenings Tuesday and Wednesday, then Thursday night will be Carter's school carnival and a baseball coaching meeting for hubby. Before you know it, it will be Friday!
Isn't that crazy? On a Monday afternoon I can already envision the end of the week? I hope somewhere in there my warp-speed trip slows down so I can get something accomplished!
Sunday, March 22, 2009
Support the Troops... and their Moms
I used to pick on my twin sister and insist that those 9 whole minutes I was in this world before her arrival made me not only older, but wiser, too. Of course, last year, as we approached our birthday, she was quick to return the favor, reminding me I was turning 40 first.
That's what being twins is all about -- a lot of give and take. In other words, you better not give it unless you can take it!
Seriously, though, it goes beyond the giving of grief and sarcasm that marked our younger years. Just as our bodies and hair color have matured, so have our efforts at giving. Now, a supportive hug or listening ear is more the norm. We've each been through some rough patches in life when we've just needed that one person to say, "I don't judge you. I just love you." I could count on her to be that person, just as she could me.
Today I realized I'll need to provide support of a magnitude I know I can't handle alone. As we gathered at her home to send her son off to Iraq with hugs and prayers, I could see it will take all of us as a family to pray for Tony abroad and be there for Raylene and her family on the homefront.When I hugged Tony goodbye, I told him, "I'll take care of your mom. You just get yourself home safely."
If only it were that easy. Good thing I'm finally wise enough to know that between God, friends and family, we never have to handle it alone.
God bless you, Tony. We're so proud of you!
Saturday, March 21, 2009
Power(ball) Walking
When my oldest sister lived in Colorado, I used to get a kick out of seeing pictures of her wearing shorts while throwing a snowball up in the mountains. Oftentimes, at ground level, it's a nice warm day, but if they traveled high enough up the mountain trail, they'd see snow.
Seems strange to think two very different weather situations could exist so close together. But then, that could describe just about any day in Wisconsin.
This morning, the first full day of spring, we awoke to a fresh blanket of snow on the ground. Thankfully, it was just a thin blanket! I knew it was supposed to get pretty nice today so in the a.m. hours I got some housework done (still can't move the furniture back by the windows yet) and made some banana bread.
At noon, we watched our Wisconsin Rapids Assumption boys basketball team on TV in their bid for a state title. They hung in there for the first three quarters, but then Benton (their opponent) took off with a lead that just got bigger and bigger. Hubby went to a funeral today for the mother of a schoolmate, but was home in time to watch his alma mater in action. It was a bummer to see them get so close and lose but they gave it a great effort!
By the end of the game, the snow was gone and it had warmed up to about 50. Since it was nice, I volunteered to go get our weekly Powerball tickets set. I walked 2 miles to the gas station and figured we'd be rich by tomorrow so next time I could pay someone to exercise for me! On my way back, I ran into my neighbor Cindy, who was out for a walk. So I walked with her on her route, too, so we could chat and catch up (we don't see neighbors much in the dark of winter). By the time I got home, I'd logged 6 miles. I love spring! (We'll see if my legs love it tomorrow!)
The rest of the day was filled with basketball. Gotta keep making streak picks -- plus keep an eye on our brackets. Carters is doing better than me so far. I wish I was kidding.
In the morning, we're heading Up North for a quick visit at my twin sister's house. We're doing a sendoff for my nephew (her son Tony), who is heading off to Iraq soon, and celebrating some March birthdays in the family. I guess I better get some things organized for that. The sun's gone down -- and so have the temps -- so I've got no excuse. Expect maybe there's a basketball game or two on TV...
Seems strange to think two very different weather situations could exist so close together. But then, that could describe just about any day in Wisconsin.
This morning, the first full day of spring, we awoke to a fresh blanket of snow on the ground. Thankfully, it was just a thin blanket! I knew it was supposed to get pretty nice today so in the a.m. hours I got some housework done (still can't move the furniture back by the windows yet) and made some banana bread.
At noon, we watched our Wisconsin Rapids Assumption boys basketball team on TV in their bid for a state title. They hung in there for the first three quarters, but then Benton (their opponent) took off with a lead that just got bigger and bigger. Hubby went to a funeral today for the mother of a schoolmate, but was home in time to watch his alma mater in action. It was a bummer to see them get so close and lose but they gave it a great effort!
By the end of the game, the snow was gone and it had warmed up to about 50. Since it was nice, I volunteered to go get our weekly Powerball tickets set. I walked 2 miles to the gas station and figured we'd be rich by tomorrow so next time I could pay someone to exercise for me! On my way back, I ran into my neighbor Cindy, who was out for a walk. So I walked with her on her route, too, so we could chat and catch up (we don't see neighbors much in the dark of winter). By the time I got home, I'd logged 6 miles. I love spring! (We'll see if my legs love it tomorrow!)
The rest of the day was filled with basketball. Gotta keep making streak picks -- plus keep an eye on our brackets. Carters is doing better than me so far. I wish I was kidding.
In the morning, we're heading Up North for a quick visit at my twin sister's house. We're doing a sendoff for my nephew (her son Tony), who is heading off to Iraq soon, and celebrating some March birthdays in the family. I guess I better get some things organized for that. The sun's gone down -- and so have the temps -- so I've got no excuse. Expect maybe there's a basketball game or two on TV...
Friday, March 20, 2009
The First Robyn of Spring
Happy Spring! Technically, I think I'm the first Robyn of spring since I was pulling into the work parking lot at 6:44 a.m. when we officially transitioned from winter. What other Robyns or robins were up that early?!
Looks to be a busy day today. I am knee deep -- and soon to be elbow deep -- in a project at work. That's not going to slow down any time soon.
Hubby has the day off to watch hoops -- of all kinds. His alma mater, Assumption High School, is in the boys high school tourney this morning in Madison. (He's just going to watch it on TV since he already traveled to Madison last night to visit our friend in the hospital.)
After our Royals play, I'm sure he'll be keeping an eye on our March Madness brackets (even Carter did one). I don't do so hot on those NCAA pools since I don't really follow college hoops during the regular season. I picked Syracuse to win it all because I like orange. I'll see where that gets me.
Hey, someone just dropped off chocolate at my desk! (I guess my dear, accommodating friend Brent can spot my need for chocolate two cubicles away!) That means I better get my nose to the grindstone because I have to work my way up to needing it!
Hope you find a reason to put a spring in your step today!
Looks to be a busy day today. I am knee deep -- and soon to be elbow deep -- in a project at work. That's not going to slow down any time soon.
Hubby has the day off to watch hoops -- of all kinds. His alma mater, Assumption High School, is in the boys high school tourney this morning in Madison. (He's just going to watch it on TV since he already traveled to Madison last night to visit our friend in the hospital.)
After our Royals play, I'm sure he'll be keeping an eye on our March Madness brackets (even Carter did one). I don't do so hot on those NCAA pools since I don't really follow college hoops during the regular season. I picked Syracuse to win it all because I like orange. I'll see where that gets me.
Hey, someone just dropped off chocolate at my desk! (I guess my dear, accommodating friend Brent can spot my need for chocolate two cubicles away!) That means I better get my nose to the grindstone because I have to work my way up to needing it!
Hope you find a reason to put a spring in your step today!
Thursday, March 19, 2009
God puts the G in GPS
We do not understand the intricate pattern of the stars in their courses, but we know that He who created them does, and that just as surely as He guides them, He is charting a safe course for us.
-- Billy Graham
When I saw this quote on my calendar today, I thought it an especially appropriate reminder that we are not in the driver's seat, so to speak. As we often tell the 10-year-old, "You're just along for the ride." He needs to trust where we are going, just as we need to have faith God will chart a safe course for us.
That doesn't mean there won't be some bumps or detours along the way. That's a guarantee. We simply need to accept them as part of the journey and stay in our seats. But it's not so simple, is it?
In the past day or so I have been sending up a lot of prayers for people who are dealing with some of those major bumps. Some are sick and some are grieving. It is hard not to question their suffering. Why did such an optimistic woman die of cancer? Why are there all these complications after my uncle's heart surgery? Why is our young, healthy friend in ICU for heart and liver problems?
God has already charted a course for each of them. We can't change that. But we can pray that no matter what happens, the individuals and their loved ones will find comfort and strength to deal with it.
Then thank God for our own blessings.
Wednesday, March 18, 2009
Glass Houses
With this window-replacement project going on at home this week, we're feeling a bit exposed with no curtains or blinds up. You know how they say people who live in glass houses should not throw stones? Well, they shouldn't parade around naked either. Not that we do that...
Actually the project is coming along nicely. We (especially the cat) are excited about the new bay window replacing our picture window. We (especially me) are dismayed, though, about how much "stuff" we had to rearrange to make room for the project.
When we had to move Carter's bunk beds a few feet away from the wall, for example, he warned us to be careful because there was stuff under the bed. Daddy and I got on our hands and knees and saw it was pretty jam-packed with old toys and books and stuff. I was ready to let loose but recalled that "glass houses" phrase. Don't criticize other people when you yourself have faults and weaknesses ...
I'm pretty sure I know where Carter gets that "collecting" gene! After all, his room wasn't the only one with too much stuff!
Don't you wish we could just pass along our "good" genes? I am thrilled, for example, when Carter uses his creativity, which he likely got from both of his right-brained parents.
Remember when I said he was presenting a story (he wrote) to the class and he was making cardboard cut-outs for the two main characters? You can see below what he did for the Hobo and Bill (the space guy). This was all his idea -- I just provided some of the supplies (that I've collected over the years).
Pretty cool, huh?
Sometimes we just need to look out a new window to see a clearer picture of what we've got. Whether he's a collector or a creative thinker, we're just plain blessed. We'll be happy to put that on display in our glass house any time.
Actually the project is coming along nicely. We (especially the cat) are excited about the new bay window replacing our picture window. We (especially me) are dismayed, though, about how much "stuff" we had to rearrange to make room for the project.
When we had to move Carter's bunk beds a few feet away from the wall, for example, he warned us to be careful because there was stuff under the bed. Daddy and I got on our hands and knees and saw it was pretty jam-packed with old toys and books and stuff. I was ready to let loose but recalled that "glass houses" phrase. Don't criticize other people when you yourself have faults and weaknesses ...
I'm pretty sure I know where Carter gets that "collecting" gene! After all, his room wasn't the only one with too much stuff!
Don't you wish we could just pass along our "good" genes? I am thrilled, for example, when Carter uses his creativity, which he likely got from both of his right-brained parents.
Remember when I said he was presenting a story (he wrote) to the class and he was making cardboard cut-outs for the two main characters? You can see below what he did for the Hobo and Bill (the space guy). This was all his idea -- I just provided some of the supplies (that I've collected over the years).
Pretty cool, huh?
Sometimes we just need to look out a new window to see a clearer picture of what we've got. Whether he's a collector or a creative thinker, we're just plain blessed. We'll be happy to put that on display in our glass house any time.
Tuesday, March 17, 2009
It's Not Easy Being Green
Happy St. Patrick's Day!
This Scandi-hoovian is not the least bit Irish, but I do my part to celebrate the holiday. I wore green today (including my Celtics shamrock beads). I brought in some green M&M cookies for a potluck. And I slept with an Irishman last night! Oh wait, I do that every night.
This morning I reminded Carter that he is part Irish (I can't remember the fraction) but he gets that from Daddy. He said, "Oh that's right. From you, I am part Swedish. That must be where I get my brains from." I'm pretty sure he wasn't being sarcastic either. Gotta love our little leprechaun!
I wasn't sure what they all do here at work to celebrate since I've spent the last two St. Patty's Days at Pepe's on the Rio Grande in Texas. This year, Carter's spring break is later in March so my sister and brother-in-law will have to celebrate at Pepe's without us.
At work, we are having a potluck of sorts. The organizer mentioned yesterday people should bring "green" food (and she wasn't talking eco-friendly). Among other tempting treats, we've got some green shamrock-shaped pancakes, some green deviled eggs (staying way clear of those), some Lucky Charms cereal and, my favorite, mint Oreo's!
This will be the perfect "appetizer" for my green supper tonight. A super-sized Shamrock Shake.
God bless the Irish!
This Scandi-hoovian is not the least bit Irish, but I do my part to celebrate the holiday. I wore green today (including my Celtics shamrock beads). I brought in some green M&M cookies for a potluck. And I slept with an Irishman last night! Oh wait, I do that every night.
This morning I reminded Carter that he is part Irish (I can't remember the fraction) but he gets that from Daddy. He said, "Oh that's right. From you, I am part Swedish. That must be where I get my brains from." I'm pretty sure he wasn't being sarcastic either. Gotta love our little leprechaun!
I wasn't sure what they all do here at work to celebrate since I've spent the last two St. Patty's Days at Pepe's on the Rio Grande in Texas. This year, Carter's spring break is later in March so my sister and brother-in-law will have to celebrate at Pepe's without us.
At work, we are having a potluck of sorts. The organizer mentioned yesterday people should bring "green" food (and she wasn't talking eco-friendly). Among other tempting treats, we've got some green shamrock-shaped pancakes, some green deviled eggs (staying way clear of those), some Lucky Charms cereal and, my favorite, mint Oreo's!
This will be the perfect "appetizer" for my green supper tonight. A super-sized Shamrock Shake.
God bless the Irish!
Monday, March 16, 2009
The Other F Word
Besides Friends, Food and Fun, I forgot the most important "F word" of the weekend: Fotos! Hey, I'm a writer. I can make up spellings of words to suit my needs! Enjoy some of our scrapbook...
Carter suddenly is too cool to smile. But then, he and Nate were trying to impress some "older women." I think they were 13!
Jim has been a Celtics fan forever. Carter jumped on the bandwagon last year. And I just sort of dressed the part (but cheered, too). Don't we look like a "lucky" family?
The Celtics' Paul Pierce shoots a free throw. Obviously, I didn't get too many pictures to turn out. We were pretty high up. In fact, a little too high for my vertigo-challenged liking. But I still had fun!
Some of our entertainment including this Bucks Slam Dunk Team. Check out this video. Pretty cool!
"Aaaaaayyyyy!" Who's cooler than the Fonz? Not us. But we tried. The bronze statue of Henry Winkler is pretty much life size. I recall from meeting him in person that he's not that tall. I could look him in eye when he kissed my cheek...
Speaking of that .... For old time's sake, here I am (third from left) when I met the real Fonz a few years ago. See, he's not that much taller than me. Even without the leather jacket, he still looks pretty "cool"!
I know what you're thinking. Who's got it better than me?! Not many. Not many.
Sunday, March 15, 2009
Gimme a Break!
Our weekend getaway was just what the doctor ordered... if we'd actually seen a doctor, that is, for our "overworked-underpaid" syndrome! Seriously, we really needed it and it was great. If I had to give it a grade, I wouldn't hesitate to give it an F. (F for Friends, Fun, Food...)
Friends: The rented minivan was just the ticket. It seated us all with plenty of room. Us ladies up front (thanks for doing all the driving, Christine!), the gentlemen (Mike and Jim) in the middle and the boys in back. We were quite pleased the boys got along all weekend and whining was kept to a minimum! And us grown-ups got along enough to have adjoining hotel rooms -- splitting beer, soda and treats evenly...
Fun: Our fun included splashing around in the little water park at the hotel. We adults relaxed in the hot tub while Nate and Carter played hoops in the water and raced down the slide a time or two. From our rooms we witnessed an incident last night where the pool was evacuated twice. It was reminiscent of the chocolate bar pool scene in Caddyshack, but come to find out the culprit was more regurgitative in nature. That didn't stop the boys from wanting to jump back in!
Our main focus of fun for the weekend was the Celtics-Bucks game today. We got to the Bradley Center early enough we could sneak down courtside and watch some warm-ups. Neat to see some of the players up close! Game was pretty exciting. Tied at halftime but the Bucks took a lead and the Celtics never recaptured it. Saw a surprising number of Celtics fans but the luck of the Irish was not our side. Maybe next time.
After the game, since it was warm and sunny (like 50s), we meandered along the river walk downtown. Found the new statue of the "Fonz," dedicated to actor Henry Winkler and the Happy Days show based in Milwaukee. That was cool. How many people can say they've met both the real and bronze Fonz? Not many!
Food: Of course we ate too much. But that was expected. Had dinner Saturday at a neat place called Beer Bellies. We actually were so full that we never did dive into our snack supply. I had gotten a piece of carrot cake to go (yes, they'll do that for you) and I had that for breakfast this morning with a Diet Dew. The breakfast of champions! Had a few treats at the game and stopped for dinner on the way home tonight at Sportsmen's in Waupaca. More good food. I don't think I'll really need to eat tomorrow!
It feels like we were gone forever but, as usual, stress breaks enjoyed with friends tend to be too short -- and too long in between. I'm looking forward to the next break time!
Friends: The rented minivan was just the ticket. It seated us all with plenty of room. Us ladies up front (thanks for doing all the driving, Christine!), the gentlemen (Mike and Jim) in the middle and the boys in back. We were quite pleased the boys got along all weekend and whining was kept to a minimum! And us grown-ups got along enough to have adjoining hotel rooms -- splitting beer, soda and treats evenly...
Fun: Our fun included splashing around in the little water park at the hotel. We adults relaxed in the hot tub while Nate and Carter played hoops in the water and raced down the slide a time or two. From our rooms we witnessed an incident last night where the pool was evacuated twice. It was reminiscent of the chocolate bar pool scene in Caddyshack, but come to find out the culprit was more regurgitative in nature. That didn't stop the boys from wanting to jump back in!
Our main focus of fun for the weekend was the Celtics-Bucks game today. We got to the Bradley Center early enough we could sneak down courtside and watch some warm-ups. Neat to see some of the players up close! Game was pretty exciting. Tied at halftime but the Bucks took a lead and the Celtics never recaptured it. Saw a surprising number of Celtics fans but the luck of the Irish was not our side. Maybe next time.
After the game, since it was warm and sunny (like 50s), we meandered along the river walk downtown. Found the new statue of the "Fonz," dedicated to actor Henry Winkler and the Happy Days show based in Milwaukee. That was cool. How many people can say they've met both the real and bronze Fonz? Not many!
Food: Of course we ate too much. But that was expected. Had dinner Saturday at a neat place called Beer Bellies. We actually were so full that we never did dive into our snack supply. I had gotten a piece of carrot cake to go (yes, they'll do that for you) and I had that for breakfast this morning with a Diet Dew. The breakfast of champions! Had a few treats at the game and stopped for dinner on the way home tonight at Sportsmen's in Waupaca. More good food. I don't think I'll really need to eat tomorrow!
It feels like we were gone forever but, as usual, stress breaks enjoyed with friends tend to be too short -- and too long in between. I'm looking forward to the next break time!
Saturday, March 14, 2009
March Mad-Rushness
Our March Madness has turned into a mad rush around here as we try to get the relaxing part of our weekend started!
We found out last night that the windows we ordered for the house (8 of them) will be installed starting Monday. So not only did we have to pack up our bags and buy our goodies (couldn't do that sooner than Friday night, of course) for our Milwaukee trip, we're scrambling to get everything moved away from the windows.
It wouldn't be such a big deal, but we have to take the window treatments and blinds down as well. And, while we're at it, we might as well sort through the stuff that was "piled" under windows and see if we still need it, should toss it or sell it on the garage sale in April. Yikes.
So why am I blogging? I don't know. I guess I needed one moment of normalcy in the mad rush. Now I better get back at it. Our friends are picking us up in 32 minutes. Then we can relax... and pick up where we left off when we return Sunday night!
We found out last night that the windows we ordered for the house (8 of them) will be installed starting Monday. So not only did we have to pack up our bags and buy our goodies (couldn't do that sooner than Friday night, of course) for our Milwaukee trip, we're scrambling to get everything moved away from the windows.
It wouldn't be such a big deal, but we have to take the window treatments and blinds down as well. And, while we're at it, we might as well sort through the stuff that was "piled" under windows and see if we still need it, should toss it or sell it on the garage sale in April. Yikes.
So why am I blogging? I don't know. I guess I needed one moment of normalcy in the mad rush. Now I better get back at it. Our friends are picking us up in 32 minutes. Then we can relax... and pick up where we left off when we return Sunday night!
Friday, March 13, 2009
Dial 1 for Guest Services
We got to turn our home into a bed and breakfast last night -- if you count bunk beds and Cocoa Pebbles.
My brother Ron and teenage nephew David stopped over on their way from Minnesota to Milwaukee, where David has a scholarship interview at Milwaukee School of Engineering. Since the interview isn't until Saturday, they'll get to make their way down there today and do touristy things in the big city.
It was nice to see them. They arrived right after we got home from work so we went out for supper and had our big boys meet us. When we got home, Carter did his homework in record time so he could play some video games with his cousin (I gave him a Lenten reprieve since it's not every day we have long-distance family over. Plus, I'm pretty sure mothers have that power.)
Thankfully we have two sets of bunk beds that have fold-out futon double mattresses on the bottom -- since these guys are not vertically challenged like the rest of my family. Carter got to sleep on the top bunk in his room and Ron slept on the bottom since the teenager did not want to be in the same room as an alarm. Go figure.
This morning, both Ron and Carter were up and at 'em before the alarm and before we even left the house. I, on the other hand, was up way past my "old lady" bedtime last night and would kill for a nap about now.
I probably shouldn't say "kill" on Friday the 13th, should I? That's OK. I'm not the superstitious type. I know David will do well in his scholarship interview this weekend because it doesn't take luck. He's a smart, witty kid with a heart of gold. Who wouldn't want him on their team?!
I'll keep my fingers crossed just in case... Maybe knock on wood while I'm at it...
My brother Ron and teenage nephew David stopped over on their way from Minnesota to Milwaukee, where David has a scholarship interview at Milwaukee School of Engineering. Since the interview isn't until Saturday, they'll get to make their way down there today and do touristy things in the big city.
It was nice to see them. They arrived right after we got home from work so we went out for supper and had our big boys meet us. When we got home, Carter did his homework in record time so he could play some video games with his cousin (I gave him a Lenten reprieve since it's not every day we have long-distance family over. Plus, I'm pretty sure mothers have that power.)
Thankfully we have two sets of bunk beds that have fold-out futon double mattresses on the bottom -- since these guys are not vertically challenged like the rest of my family. Carter got to sleep on the top bunk in his room and Ron slept on the bottom since the teenager did not want to be in the same room as an alarm. Go figure.
This morning, both Ron and Carter were up and at 'em before the alarm and before we even left the house. I, on the other hand, was up way past my "old lady" bedtime last night and would kill for a nap about now.
I probably shouldn't say "kill" on Friday the 13th, should I? That's OK. I'm not the superstitious type. I know David will do well in his scholarship interview this weekend because it doesn't take luck. He's a smart, witty kid with a heart of gold. Who wouldn't want him on their team?!
I'll keep my fingers crossed just in case... Maybe knock on wood while I'm at it...
Thursday, March 12, 2009
Mind Tricks
I don't believe in magic, but I do believe there are ways those so-called magicians trick our eyes into seeing something that isn't there -- or usually not seeing something that is there.
Our eyes can be funny things. So many times, I will see a sunrise or full moon and think I'm seeing a record-size sphere. But then, when I take a picture with a camera lens -- that just sees an object for what it is -- it looks so much smaller. Today's picture was taken on the drive in. I thought I was seeing this gigantic sun rising over the trees, but there's nothing too unusual about it after all. It was just my mind's perception. Makes me wonder what else is not what it seems.
This week we got letters from the school district announcing the scores for the Wisconsin Knowledge Concepts Examinations that took place in the fall for grades 3-8 and 10. These standardized tests -- we called them "achievement tests" back in the day -- are designed to measure Wisconsin academic standards. Student performance on these assessments is reported in proficiency categories and used to determine the adequate yearly progress of students at the school, district and state levels. The scoring areas range, lowest to highest, from minimal performance to basic, then proficient and advanced.
We weren't surprised at Carter's scores. They were proficient or advanced and he did especially well in math -- just like we've seen on his report cards.
The surprise came yesterday when we got Clay's in the mail. First we were surprised he was actually in school for the testing since his attendance this year was sporadic at best. Our biggest surprise, however, was his scores. They ranged in the proficient and advanced areas, too! Through all this truancy nightmare, we've always said he's a bright kid. But if he doesn't go to school and doesn't do his homework, then his report cards don't reflect that. Naturally, we're very pleased he is still learning and understanding. He's got potential! It's just been disguised under the rapper clothes, mohawk and teenage boy attitude.
I guess life is like today's sunrise. What we see and what we get may be two different things. Maybe the "altered" view from our mind's eye is God's way of giving us nice surprises now and then. If that's magic, then I'm a believer after all.
Wednesday, March 11, 2009
It's Winds-Day!
I feel like I'm living with Pooh and Tigger in the Hundred Acre Wood and today is Winds-Day.
In what was quite a range of weather yesterday, we had everything from snow to rain and sleet and fog and wind. Thankfully, the precipitation was minimal (by us) but we could hear that wind howling all night. (I see we're supposed to have a full moon tonight so we may hear howling of a different kind!)
Not sure if it's the weather fluctuations or the time change, but there are a lot of people battling colds and flu this week. At Carter's school, they sent home a warning note Monday that a significant portion of kids were out sick that day -- so remind your kids to wash their hands and blah, blah, blah. At work, I can hear a chorus of hacking from all directions. I'm just trying to stay under the germ radar and keep knocking on wood!
We don't want to be sick for the weekend. While I am jealous that yet another family member has ventured down to Texas to enjoy my sister and brother-in-law's southern hospitality, we have our own spring break treat coming up this weekend.
On Sunday, the Boston Celtics will be playing the Milwaukee Bucks so we have tickets to the game -- and we'll be heading down with some friends Saturday to have some fun in Milwaukee. Amazing that between the two couples, neither one of us has a minivan any more so we are renting one so all six of us can ride together. We figure that will add to the road trip "experience." This whole thing has been months in the planning so now that we are counting down days we are getting excited!
Carter is a little disappointed because one of his favorite players, Kevin Garnett, was injured a few weeks ago and may not be playing this weekend. I'm sure he'll still enjoy the game, though. We've got our "Celtic beads" and we're ready to cheer!
In the meantime, I hope these strong winds just blow us through the week and closer to the weekend that much sooner!
In what was quite a range of weather yesterday, we had everything from snow to rain and sleet and fog and wind. Thankfully, the precipitation was minimal (by us) but we could hear that wind howling all night. (I see we're supposed to have a full moon tonight so we may hear howling of a different kind!)
Not sure if it's the weather fluctuations or the time change, but there are a lot of people battling colds and flu this week. At Carter's school, they sent home a warning note Monday that a significant portion of kids were out sick that day -- so remind your kids to wash their hands and blah, blah, blah. At work, I can hear a chorus of hacking from all directions. I'm just trying to stay under the germ radar and keep knocking on wood!
We don't want to be sick for the weekend. While I am jealous that yet another family member has ventured down to Texas to enjoy my sister and brother-in-law's southern hospitality, we have our own spring break treat coming up this weekend.
On Sunday, the Boston Celtics will be playing the Milwaukee Bucks so we have tickets to the game -- and we'll be heading down with some friends Saturday to have some fun in Milwaukee. Amazing that between the two couples, neither one of us has a minivan any more so we are renting one so all six of us can ride together. We figure that will add to the road trip "experience." This whole thing has been months in the planning so now that we are counting down days we are getting excited!
Carter is a little disappointed because one of his favorite players, Kevin Garnett, was injured a few weeks ago and may not be playing this weekend. I'm sure he'll still enjoy the game, though. We've got our "Celtic beads" and we're ready to cheer!
In the meantime, I hope these strong winds just blow us through the week and closer to the weekend that much sooner!
Tuesday, March 10, 2009
Alumni Book: $84; Finding Friends: Priceless
If you've ever Googled yourself on the Internet, it's interesting to see what comes up. I was surprised when I did this this morning that the first 5 entries or so were actually me. But then you get to someone who has the same name as you and you could be an inspirational speaker in Texas or a writer in New Zealand or maybe in jail somewhere.
In some ways we think there is so much information out there in cyberspace, but it can be a challenge, too. I have had a devil of a time locating old high school and college girlfriends because a good portion of them no longer go by their maiden names. If I Google myself using my maiden name, I am nowhere to be found.
Earlier this winter I jumped at the opportunity to purchase an up-to-date alumni directory from UW-La Crosse. Yes, it was pricey, but since I hadn't given anything to the foundation in years, I justified the expense. I figured it would be worth it just to find an old roommate or friend I'd lost touch with.
In the meantime, I have connected with a few college friends (my old newspaper buddies) through Facebook. So I was really getting anxious to see the book.
The big hardcover arrived late last week and I'm happy to say it has indeed paid off. The first person I looked up was Sue, my roommate sophomore year. Jackpot! She was in there. (Under a married name I wouldn't have found.) So was her email! This week, we have been sneaking moments at work to email back and forth, sharing family info and catching up. It's awesome!
I met Sue my freshman year. She was just a few doors down in the residence hall (there was this movement not to call them "dorms.") She was a Bears fan but I still thought she was cool. Maybe we bonded because the Packer fans didn't like Bears or Vikings fans. Who knows?One memory I think about this time of year is spring break of '87. All the party girls on our floor were heading to Florida. Not to be left out, Sue invited me home with her and we went "south" to Cedarburg (north of Milwaukee). The highlights included my very first trip to Chicago and some snowmobiling (but after I fell off, I swore that off for the rest of the week). The picture up top is of our spring break snowman -- complete with shades and Coppertone sunscreen. It was cold, yes, but we were young college girls so why not wear shorts in the snow and pretend we're on a beach?!
I don't know that either one of us has completely outgrown our wild side, but I'm sure it's tempered now that we are both finding that motherhood is better than anything a college degree could do for us. That's when I know that a lot has changed besides our last names.
But yet, we fall into conversation like we just saw each other yesterday. I guess that's the beauty of friendship. That's what makes these reconnections priceless.
Monday, March 9, 2009
Word Origins for $200, Alex...
I realized when I mentioned Casey's birthday cake was our family's Wacky Cake recipe, there'd be some questions. Why is it called a "Wacky" cake?
I should have asked my mom when I talked to her on the phone this weekend. But instead, I acted like my dad, who has an explanation for everything, and gave my best LeRoy answer. I said it had something to do with the recipe not calling for any eggs and that was pretty "wacky" back in the Depression days. Now I see from my friends over at Wikipedia that I wasn't far off the mark (if you trust Wikipedia).
The entry for Wacky Cake (and it does exist) says: Wacky cake is a spongy, cocoa based cake. It is unique in that unlike most pastries and desserts, no eggs or milk are used to make the cake batter.
It is commonly believed Wacky Cake may have been created as the result of rationing during World War II, when milk and eggs were scarce. Active ingredients in wacky cake include flour, sugar, cocoa powder, baking soda, vegetable oil, white vinegar and vanilla extract. Some recipes add brewed coffee as an additional ingredient. The cake may be topped with icing or confectioner's sugar, or even served plain.
It is not known for a fact where Wacky Cake first originated, or who created it. However, it has been said that the recipe was first created by Beatrice Fe O'Hearn, who has passed it down through her family and friends since the late 1930's. The cake is considered a popular delicacy at bake sales in numerous rural regions of the United States.
I guess it is sometimes referred to as Kooky Cake and Crazy Cake, too. I'm just relieved the old family recipe has nothing to do with my family!
I should have asked my mom when I talked to her on the phone this weekend. But instead, I acted like my dad, who has an explanation for everything, and gave my best LeRoy answer. I said it had something to do with the recipe not calling for any eggs and that was pretty "wacky" back in the Depression days. Now I see from my friends over at Wikipedia that I wasn't far off the mark (if you trust Wikipedia).
The entry for Wacky Cake (and it does exist) says: Wacky cake is a spongy, cocoa based cake. It is unique in that unlike most pastries and desserts, no eggs or milk are used to make the cake batter.
It is commonly believed Wacky Cake may have been created as the result of rationing during World War II, when milk and eggs were scarce. Active ingredients in wacky cake include flour, sugar, cocoa powder, baking soda, vegetable oil, white vinegar and vanilla extract. Some recipes add brewed coffee as an additional ingredient. The cake may be topped with icing or confectioner's sugar, or even served plain.
It is not known for a fact where Wacky Cake first originated, or who created it. However, it has been said that the recipe was first created by Beatrice Fe O'Hearn, who has passed it down through her family and friends since the late 1930's. The cake is considered a popular delicacy at bake sales in numerous rural regions of the United States.
I guess it is sometimes referred to as Kooky Cake and Crazy Cake, too. I'm just relieved the old family recipe has nothing to do with my family!
Sunday, March 8, 2009
Sprung Ahead
So we sprung ahead today but right back into winter. But it could have been worse.
We probably got 5 inches of the pretty white stuff but it wasn't an icy mix or blizzard-like conditions, so we just watched it fall and accumulate -- and stayed inside. I figured I'd be out snowblowing now but I obviously didn't look at the long-range forecast. Hubby says it's supposed to be back up to 40 tomorrow so we'll just let it melt. I knew the number 40 was good for something!
Had a fast day today. Got up for Sunday School, stopped at the store to pick up pizzas for the party later and then came home. Hopped on the treadmill for my 30 Lenten minutes (not one second more) and then waited for company to arrive.
We just had Jim's family over (parents and sister's family) for Casey's birthday so it was just enough to fill the house. Gift opening goes pretty fast by the time you're 18. Cards and money, cards and money. Carter did spring for a Pink Floyd T-shirt for Casey, though. I'm pretty sure he wanted it for himself. I think it's a big clue for Mommy and Daddy to get him one for the next holiday (does the Lucky Leprechaun visit on St. Paddy's Day?).
Had some of that tasty Wacky Cake for dessert -- after it took Casey two tries to blow out the candles. (It sucks to get old, man.)
We were thrilled to see it was still light out at 7 p.m. That's the part of Daylight Saving Time I like! We are sort of teased into thinking spring is almost here. My father-in-law reminded me that 9 years ago today we had temps in the 70s. I reminded him that last year it snowed pretty good in mid-April. That winter-spring transition is always a wacky one!
I'm just glad I can finally remember how to change the clock in the car ... without driving off the road!
We probably got 5 inches of the pretty white stuff but it wasn't an icy mix or blizzard-like conditions, so we just watched it fall and accumulate -- and stayed inside. I figured I'd be out snowblowing now but I obviously didn't look at the long-range forecast. Hubby says it's supposed to be back up to 40 tomorrow so we'll just let it melt. I knew the number 40 was good for something!
Had a fast day today. Got up for Sunday School, stopped at the store to pick up pizzas for the party later and then came home. Hopped on the treadmill for my 30 Lenten minutes (not one second more) and then waited for company to arrive.
We just had Jim's family over (parents and sister's family) for Casey's birthday so it was just enough to fill the house. Gift opening goes pretty fast by the time you're 18. Cards and money, cards and money. Carter did spring for a Pink Floyd T-shirt for Casey, though. I'm pretty sure he wanted it for himself. I think it's a big clue for Mommy and Daddy to get him one for the next holiday (does the Lucky Leprechaun visit on St. Paddy's Day?).
Had some of that tasty Wacky Cake for dessert -- after it took Casey two tries to blow out the candles. (It sucks to get old, man.)
We were thrilled to see it was still light out at 7 p.m. That's the part of Daylight Saving Time I like! We are sort of teased into thinking spring is almost here. My father-in-law reminded me that 9 years ago today we had temps in the 70s. I reminded him that last year it snowed pretty good in mid-April. That winter-spring transition is always a wacky one!
I'm just glad I can finally remember how to change the clock in the car ... without driving off the road!
Saturday, March 7, 2009
Springing Ahead
I just got done changing all the clocks for Daylight Saving Time and I wish I could spring ahead to May or June when we have no snow (and tomorrow's storm is way over and done with)! I shouldn't complain. Today was another mild day in central Wisconsin, with temps in the 40s.
I didn't spend a heckuva lot of time outside anyway. After breakfast, I whipped together a Wacky Cake. It's a chocolate cake -- old family recipe. No idea why it's called "wacky." Anyway, Casey, the oldest stepson, turned 18 today and we're having a little party for him tomorrow. He said he wanted a chocolate cake so I was excited to bake a Wacky Cake. Haven't done that in years.
Don't be alarmed. I didn't do the whole Martha Stewart thing and actually make homemade frosting, too. Nope. I just ran into town and picked some up and some pre-made colored frosting, too, to decorate the cake. Nothing spectacular but created with love, so I hope that goes good with ice cream!
Did some cleaning and vacuuming and, after my grocery shopping, went out for a run as long as the roads were clear for a day. That felt surprisingly good. I really can't wait for spring so I can get out more!
We had hoped to get to some high school basketball playoff games today but we had some attitude issues from the pre-teen so that didn't pan out. Our local boys teams did good but the girls lost in their sectional final. Hopefully we'll get to see some of the action next week, depending where they travel next (and of course, dependent on the weather).
We're supposed to get 5-8 inches of snow tomorrow, starting probably right after Sunday School and getting heavier throughout the afternoon. Hopefully the in-laws and birthday boy can still make it over. I'd hate to have the party without them. Probably not a good thing if a person eats too much Wacky Cake!
I didn't spend a heckuva lot of time outside anyway. After breakfast, I whipped together a Wacky Cake. It's a chocolate cake -- old family recipe. No idea why it's called "wacky." Anyway, Casey, the oldest stepson, turned 18 today and we're having a little party for him tomorrow. He said he wanted a chocolate cake so I was excited to bake a Wacky Cake. Haven't done that in years.
Don't be alarmed. I didn't do the whole Martha Stewart thing and actually make homemade frosting, too. Nope. I just ran into town and picked some up and some pre-made colored frosting, too, to decorate the cake. Nothing spectacular but created with love, so I hope that goes good with ice cream!
Did some cleaning and vacuuming and, after my grocery shopping, went out for a run as long as the roads were clear for a day. That felt surprisingly good. I really can't wait for spring so I can get out more!
We had hoped to get to some high school basketball playoff games today but we had some attitude issues from the pre-teen so that didn't pan out. Our local boys teams did good but the girls lost in their sectional final. Hopefully we'll get to see some of the action next week, depending where they travel next (and of course, dependent on the weather).
We're supposed to get 5-8 inches of snow tomorrow, starting probably right after Sunday School and getting heavier throughout the afternoon. Hopefully the in-laws and birthday boy can still make it over. I'd hate to have the party without them. Probably not a good thing if a person eats too much Wacky Cake!
Friday, March 6, 2009
Safe Bet
Awhile back I told you about how Jim and Carter were betting on the outcome of a Celtics-Lakers basketball game airing on the ESPN Classic channel.
Clever Daddy knew the outcome of the game so he bet on the Celtics, who had one of the greatest comebacks in an NBA final game. Carter, who failed to put the puzzle together before the end of the game, ended up losing the bet and, even after finding out he was duped, made his payment (cleaned the litter box).
That day, Daddy sent off an email to Bill Simmons, who writes an excellent Sports Guy column on espn.com. Once in awhile, Simmons will answer a few of the thousands and thousands of letters he gets in the mail bag. Today, he did again. And today, the anonymous Carter and halfway anonymous Jim made the national press.
Click here to read Simmons' column. It's always worth your time!
Now maybe Carter won't mind so much that he makes my blog -- which only has a "national" audience because of friends and family spread across the map!
Clever Daddy knew the outcome of the game so he bet on the Celtics, who had one of the greatest comebacks in an NBA final game. Carter, who failed to put the puzzle together before the end of the game, ended up losing the bet and, even after finding out he was duped, made his payment (cleaned the litter box).
That day, Daddy sent off an email to Bill Simmons, who writes an excellent Sports Guy column on espn.com. Once in awhile, Simmons will answer a few of the thousands and thousands of letters he gets in the mail bag. Today, he did again. And today, the anonymous Carter and halfway anonymous Jim made the national press.
Click here to read Simmons' column. It's always worth your time!
Now maybe Carter won't mind so much that he makes my blog -- which only has a "national" audience because of friends and family spread across the map!
Thursday, March 5, 2009
Church Ladies
There's really nothing more stereo-typically accurate than two bus loads of aging Lutherans heading to the big city for an off-off-Broadway production of Church Basement Ladies.
And believe me when I say I am not mocking them because I am one of them already, in part, and I saw a glimpse of what's in store for the rest of me. In the meantime, my friend Becky and I shared a lot of quiet chuckles about it today.
First of all, I was right about people canceling in pairs. Unfortunately, I didn't think it would happen with Becky's parents, who signed us up for this trip to begin with. But her dad broke his hip yesterday and was laid up in the hospital today instead of road-tripping with us. Naturally, her mom spent the day with him -- but they both insisted we go. So we did.
Becky picked me up at 5:30 a.m. and we were in the church parking lot well before our 7 a.m. departure. So was everyone else. Good thing to know that as I get older, I'll become an early riser and get places a half hour early!
It was quite the sight when the buses arrived. Suddenly all these car doors fly open and the Gray Hairs file out like termites coming out of the wood work. And I mean that in the nicest way.
We got on the bus and were amused en route with word finds, word scrambles, a few pit stops and clever clean jokes over the bus intercom from tour guide Ray. At one point, after announcing he was on his last joke, a number of passengers mentioned they couldn't hear him. Ray asked, "Should I start over?" That got a resounding no. (Sorry, Ray. We still love ya!)
We had lunch at the Kelly Inn, which also houses the Plymouth Playhouse. Conversation around the lunch tabled ranged from a comparison of body aches and pains to curiosity about a local supper club from long ago that was now a strip club. I just kept my head down and smiled while eating our typical Scandinavian smorgasbord of chicken, corn, mashed potatoes and Jell-O. Becky and I were not aware we had become speed eaters until we glanced around after our plates were cleaned and saw we had that competition locked up. Let's just say we really savored (slowly) every bite of our carrot cake!
Our matinee production of Church Basement Ladies 2 -- A Second Helping started at 1 p.m. We didn't realize this was a sequel. Neither Becky nor I saw the first one, but we'd like to! It was a very entertaining show! I highly recommend it to my readers in Minnesota who could pop down to see it yet. A good comedic depiction of women who could have been my own mom, grandmothers, aunts or just ladies from my childhood church.
After a post-production pit stop in Hudson to eat, world-class bus driver Carl found our way home in the thick fog, and we were treated to a Reader's Digest video production on the bus TVs -- turned up way too loud (but no one else seemed to mind).
I guess I should consider it a good thing I still have my hearing and, comparatively speaking, can still hold my water pretty well.
Wednesday, March 4, 2009
Olds-Mobile
Ever notice jokes are a lot funnier when you aren't the butt of them? Just a quick anecdote about something that happened over my lunch hour...
Today was a Zumba day, which means I had what I call my "salsa aerobics" class at noon. I love this class! It gives me a chance to get my groove on and burn calories for an hour twice a week.
So far, there are no men in this class and the ages of women range from somewhere in the late 20s to the late 50s. Today one of the women was celebrating her 46th birthday so I was feeling like the young 'un in the class. But that didn't last long...
For the first time, we had two high-school girls join us because they didn't want to watch a movie in gym class. They were standing pretty close to me -- and I mean close, like I was concerned about taking them out on a wicked turn. They weren't keeping up very well but, granted, they were new to this. They left about 25 minutes into it because gym class was over.
Half an hour later, when the rest of us were done, I was commenting to one of my friends in the locker room that young people don't know "aerobic etiquette" (I just made that term up). I said, "Those girls were standing so close to me, I thought I was going to bang into them. They should have started another row."
Then another friend I work with (who was in the weight room while we were Zumba-ing) said, "Oh, those girls were in your class? They came in here and said, 'I don't know how those old ladies do it'!"
Old ladies?!?! Are you kidding me? I'm an "old lady" now? (Geez, I should fit right in on the Senior Bus tomorrow!)
I guess I shouldn't feel too bad. This old bag o' bones could still out-Zumba them any day!
Today was a Zumba day, which means I had what I call my "salsa aerobics" class at noon. I love this class! It gives me a chance to get my groove on and burn calories for an hour twice a week.
So far, there are no men in this class and the ages of women range from somewhere in the late 20s to the late 50s. Today one of the women was celebrating her 46th birthday so I was feeling like the young 'un in the class. But that didn't last long...
For the first time, we had two high-school girls join us because they didn't want to watch a movie in gym class. They were standing pretty close to me -- and I mean close, like I was concerned about taking them out on a wicked turn. They weren't keeping up very well but, granted, they were new to this. They left about 25 minutes into it because gym class was over.
Half an hour later, when the rest of us were done, I was commenting to one of my friends in the locker room that young people don't know "aerobic etiquette" (I just made that term up). I said, "Those girls were standing so close to me, I thought I was going to bang into them. They should have started another row."
Then another friend I work with (who was in the weight room while we were Zumba-ing) said, "Oh, those girls were in your class? They came in here and said, 'I don't know how those old ladies do it'!"
Old ladies?!?! Are you kidding me? I'm an "old lady" now? (Geez, I should fit right in on the Senior Bus tomorrow!)
I guess I shouldn't feel too bad. This old bag o' bones could still out-Zumba them any day!
In Like a Lion...
The funny thing about the month of March is that it doesn't really matter if it comes in or goes out like a lamb or a lion, because it undoubtedly changes a lot in between.
From a weather perspective, I'd have to say it came in like a lion. We definitely had below-zero temps at the appropriately named Lions Camp this weekend (where I snapped this photo of a carving on the fireplace mantel). I know in the Northeast they are dealing with a major Nor'easter Lion that prevented our company execs in New York from flying to Wisconsin this week.
I think the only people enjoying a "lamb" in March are my parents, who unfortunately, are packing up their bags as we speak to leave their winter retreat at my sister's in Texas (where they had record highs in recent days). Figures they're experiencing major warmth the one spring we decide not to vacate there!
March also means the start of high school basketball playoffs. Wisconsin Rapids Assumption, hubby's alma mater, is ranked No. 1 for both boys and girls. He and Carter watched the girls win their first round last weekend while I was at camp. Last night we watched the boys soundly defeat their opponent 75-31. I actually found myself clapping when the other team scored because I felt so bad for them! Lincoln High School (where Casey goes) also scored twice as many points as their opponent last night so we have two Rapids boys teams moving on. Should be some excitement in the area over that.
I'm just excited because the temperatures are turning around, too! We could hit 40 tomorrow. What difference does it make? A lot. When it's 40 we can take a few layers off. We don't have to be concerned about ice on our commute. We can't exactly lay in the sun but can certainly get outside for a walk (if you don't mind puddles).
I will actually not get out much tomorrow. I will be spending about 8 hours in a bus going to the Twin Cities and back with a busload of old people -- people over 40, probably over 60, too. My friend and I were on a waiting list (I can't make this up) to go see the musical comedy Church Basement Ladies with her parents. Her mom and dad have tickets but the buses (departing from Wausau) filled up right away. We put our names on the list, figuring that people would cancel in twos -- you know, if Elsie got sick, Elmer wouldn't go. That's what happened. We found out yesterday afternoon that a twosome canceled so Becky and I are in. Just have to get up at 4:30 a.m. tomorrow to catch the bus. I imagine we won't be the only ones sleeping on the ride! Should be a fun way to play hooky!
You just never know what comes your way in March...
From a weather perspective, I'd have to say it came in like a lion. We definitely had below-zero temps at the appropriately named Lions Camp this weekend (where I snapped this photo of a carving on the fireplace mantel). I know in the Northeast they are dealing with a major Nor'easter Lion that prevented our company execs in New York from flying to Wisconsin this week.I think the only people enjoying a "lamb" in March are my parents, who unfortunately, are packing up their bags as we speak to leave their winter retreat at my sister's in Texas (where they had record highs in recent days). Figures they're experiencing major warmth the one spring we decide not to vacate there!
March also means the start of high school basketball playoffs. Wisconsin Rapids Assumption, hubby's alma mater, is ranked No. 1 for both boys and girls. He and Carter watched the girls win their first round last weekend while I was at camp. Last night we watched the boys soundly defeat their opponent 75-31. I actually found myself clapping when the other team scored because I felt so bad for them! Lincoln High School (where Casey goes) also scored twice as many points as their opponent last night so we have two Rapids boys teams moving on. Should be some excitement in the area over that.
I'm just excited because the temperatures are turning around, too! We could hit 40 tomorrow. What difference does it make? A lot. When it's 40 we can take a few layers off. We don't have to be concerned about ice on our commute. We can't exactly lay in the sun but can certainly get outside for a walk (if you don't mind puddles).
I will actually not get out much tomorrow. I will be spending about 8 hours in a bus going to the Twin Cities and back with a busload of old people -- people over 40, probably over 60, too. My friend and I were on a waiting list (I can't make this up) to go see the musical comedy Church Basement Ladies with her parents. Her mom and dad have tickets but the buses (departing from Wausau) filled up right away. We put our names on the list, figuring that people would cancel in twos -- you know, if Elsie got sick, Elmer wouldn't go. That's what happened. We found out yesterday afternoon that a twosome canceled so Becky and I are in. Just have to get up at 4:30 a.m. tomorrow to catch the bus. I imagine we won't be the only ones sleeping on the ride! Should be a fun way to play hooky!
You just never know what comes your way in March...
Tuesday, March 3, 2009
It's Contagious!
Happiness is a perfume you cannot pour on others
without getting a few drops on yourself.
-- Ralph Waldo Emerson
without getting a few drops on yourself.
-- Ralph Waldo Emerson
Ever notice that when someone is having a bad day and we attempt to cheer them up, we instantly feel a bit better, too? Try this experiment once: Greet people with a smile and a friendly hello for a day and see how you feel. Even if you are tired of the cold temps, depressed about the snow or down about the economy, you will find a spring in your step because you are spreading cheer to others and, inevitably, yourself.
In the photo above, I am pictured front and center with some of my siblings (Rachel, Ron, RoAnn and Raylene) doing our famous orange-rind smiles. It was definitely a goofy childhood thing, but it sure made us laugh. And probably put a smile on our mom's face, too, as she snapped the photo!
Carter is a good one for always trying to make me laugh by things he says or does. Much like his mother and father, he's totally Mr. Entertainer, but he's got that serious, sensitive side, too. Last night after we all got in the house and he was unloading his backpack and I was putting my work stuff away and sorting through the mail, Carter told me to stop. "How about a hug first?" he says. Aww. I like mushy surprises!
I'm a firm believer that, other than the Common Cold, nothing is more contagious than laughter and love. Think about that the next time you give someone a smile or a hug. Don't you feel better, too?
Try spreading some happiness today. And if it doesn't seem to be working, walk around with an orange-rind smile. That should do the trick!
Monday, March 2, 2009
Case of the Mondays
"Sounds like someone has a case of the Mondays."
-- Office Space movie
-- Office Space movie
I can totally relate to the character in Office Space who had a case of the "Mondays." After engaging the creative side of my brain all weekend, it really needs a jumpstart today! So I'm starting with coffee and we'll go from there.
I slept like a rock last night! I'd have to say the best part about going away is coming home -- if that makes sense. The guys got along just fine without me. Carter had a friend over Saturday and went to his house on Sunday. I asked if he played video games (his Lenten resolution) and he said, "Yes, but Dad said he'd pay for the weekend!" Hmm, I didn't know we could make others "pay" for our sins. I might have to look into that. Glad he had a fun weekend anyway.
Since the calendar is turned over to March, that also means our Streaking competition has come to an end. Jim and I were picking sports games on ESPN.com against another couple for the month of February. Jim and I won -- thanks in part to my 57 wins and my long streak of 8! At stake was a round of golf and dinner (coming soon, we hope). Next we'll have the boys against the girls. But that won't start until later this month. So I'll take a break from obsessing over curling matches and European soccer.
I'm hoping my work week will be as productive as my weekend (Did I mention I completed 46 pages? That's a camp record for me.) But it's not starting good. Maybe it's this coffee. It needs a pile of peanut butter M&M's next to it or something. Hey, it worked this weekend...
Sunday, March 1, 2009
All Scrapped Out
I'm home sweet home now after an awesome weekend at Camp Crop-A-Lot! First rule in the house is there is no whining -- no matter how tired I am or how sore my back is. Only positive, grateful words about my weekend away. And I'm OK with that because I am very excited -- and positive -- about what I accomplished.
This year, we were allowed to arrive earlier on Friday instead of waiting for a 6 o'clock check-in. Since I took the day off, I was up in Rosholt at the Lions Camp, had my bed set up in the cabin and was in my chair in the dining hall scrapping by 2 p.m.! I stayed up until about 1 a.m. Friday night and it took me awhile to get the creative juices flowing on Saturday. (Rough night sleeping in a sleeping bag on those 3-inch thick mattresses!) I found coffee and peanut butter M&M's are a good energy mix.
My main goal for the weekend was to complete my 2007 family memories book. I got that done at 9 p.m. Saturday to a cheering crowd (we're weird that way). I was so motivated then that I decided to get cruising on the 2008 book.
About 2 a.m. Saturday night/Sunday morning, I was still up and scrapping. Quite a few of us were. I wasn't even that tired but knew waking up this morning would be pretty tough if I didn't get to bed. How did I ever manage to stay out until bar time on the weekends back in the day?! I am too old for that kind of schedule!
I was asleep by 3 a.m. and up with the cabin crowd before 8. Yikes. I gulped at least 3 cups of coffee to get my mojo going. I wasn't even hungry. I think I ate enough Saturday to keep me going for a day or two. A whole lotta snacking going on! So without eating breaks today, I managed to get through April of 2008 before it was time to pack up. I'm very pleased with the progress.
And even more pleased to show off the book to hubby and Carter. They might think this scrapping thing is a cult, but they enjoy seeing the finished work of art.
Of course, now comes the fun part of unpacking all the scrapping supplies and organizing them. But not today. This body's just waiting for the sun to set so I can call it a day and get some sleep on a warm, comfy mattress. In fact, I probably should go turn on my blanket now. Scrap -- I mean Sweet -- Dreams!
This year, we were allowed to arrive earlier on Friday instead of waiting for a 6 o'clock check-in. Since I took the day off, I was up in Rosholt at the Lions Camp, had my bed set up in the cabin and was in my chair in the dining hall scrapping by 2 p.m.! I stayed up until about 1 a.m. Friday night and it took me awhile to get the creative juices flowing on Saturday. (Rough night sleeping in a sleeping bag on those 3-inch thick mattresses!) I found coffee and peanut butter M&M's are a good energy mix.
My main goal for the weekend was to complete my 2007 family memories book. I got that done at 9 p.m. Saturday to a cheering crowd (we're weird that way). I was so motivated then that I decided to get cruising on the 2008 book.
About 2 a.m. Saturday night/Sunday morning, I was still up and scrapping. Quite a few of us were. I wasn't even that tired but knew waking up this morning would be pretty tough if I didn't get to bed. How did I ever manage to stay out until bar time on the weekends back in the day?! I am too old for that kind of schedule!
I was asleep by 3 a.m. and up with the cabin crowd before 8. Yikes. I gulped at least 3 cups of coffee to get my mojo going. I wasn't even hungry. I think I ate enough Saturday to keep me going for a day or two. A whole lotta snacking going on! So without eating breaks today, I managed to get through April of 2008 before it was time to pack up. I'm very pleased with the progress.
And even more pleased to show off the book to hubby and Carter. They might think this scrapping thing is a cult, but they enjoy seeing the finished work of art.
Of course, now comes the fun part of unpacking all the scrapping supplies and organizing them. But not today. This body's just waiting for the sun to set so I can call it a day and get some sleep on a warm, comfy mattress. In fact, I probably should go turn on my blanket now. Scrap -- I mean Sweet -- Dreams!
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