I didn't want to jump on the bandwagon of all these "Decade in Review" columns, so I thought I'd call it a quick Rewind. Then I wondered: Is rewind still a word anyone uses? Who would have thought at the beginning of this decade that it would be a thing of the past (waaaaay past)?
Looking back over the past 10 years, I first wonder what we are calling this decade. (I've heard the Aughts, but I'm not a fan.) Every decade -- '60s, '80s, etc. -- seems to have a common theme or certain "identity." (Trust me, '80s music is a prime example.)
Maybe we are too close on the heels of the 2000's (or whatever we're calling them) to see the big picture. In the rewind in my mind, I can sum it up in one word: change. Actually two words: Unbelievable change.
Think about where you were 10 years ago, physically, emotionally, geographically... What your life was like -- your home life and job. Who your friends were. Now think about today. Could you have imagined your "today" back then? Could you today imagine a time in your life when you didn't have what you have today (friends, loved ones, employment, hobbies)?
Unbelievable change.
Besides events of global importance like 9-11, our first black president and weather disasters, there were events of great importance to me personally. Of course, the danger of doing a Top 10 List or even a Review is that there are things I'll leave out because of my pea brain, not because the event or people involved weren't of value to me...
This was the decade I got married to my best friend, bought a home, got my dream job working on scrapbooking magazines, traveled to some major U.S. cities (thanks to that job), met (even kissed) celebrities like Ponch and the Fonz (thanks to that job), ran some 5K's (who'da thunk?), became a soccer mom (baseball, too) and strengthened my spirituality one day at a time.
Then there are changes that affect everybody. When I think back to 2000 -- when we all had Y2K on our minds -- I only had a small percentage of friends with email. Now, 10 years later and light years in terms of technological advances, they all do and, thanks to that World Wide Web, I am in touch with friends I hadn't talked to in 10, 15, even 20-some years.
Through this new-fangled blog thing, distance is no longer a barrier either. My family and friends can keep up with our busy (and sometimes uneventful) lives. This unique communication tool is something I could not even fathom back in 2000. Now it's a daily part of me.
Makes you wonder what the Teens will bring. I can only guarantee one thing: Change. And I'd even go out on a limb and say: Unbelievable change.
Auld Lang Syne, Aughts!
Thursday, December 31, 2009
Wednesday, December 30, 2009
Bundle Up and Save
We've been having some problems with our current phone/Internet/cable provider. Not technical problems. Just billing problems -- as in our rates have nearly doubled over the last 3 or so years and we have not added any new feature.
So today we made a switch to a local provider that could provide the same service at a cheaper rate. This meant two things: One, our channels were going to change -- some added, some dropped and all different channel numbers. Two, we had to totally clean our computer desk area so the technician could access the jack.
Guess which one was tougher to handle?
I can tell you it was easy to whip the stuff off the desk and put it on the floor or on a TV tray. We wanted it off and out of the way so we could move the very, very, very heavy desk out from the wall.
The hard part came after. Mr. Technician left and Mr. Austin left, too, for a previous lunch engagement at a local establishment. So that left me with my box of Swiffer dust rags and lots of crap to toss ("Why don't you clean the drawer out before we put it back?) or move back. So that took longer than expected. Looks nice though.
Was happy we had no interruption in cable or Internet. However, we found out tonight that our phone service isn't working 100%. We can make outgoing calls but the incoming calls are cut off. We hear a half-ring and then nothing.
Honestly, we get few phone calls so it's not a big deal. BUT it's frustrating knowing that a person couldn't get through if they wanted to. Since we can't get a cell phone signal in the house, we're screwed there, too. So if Carter's girlfriend, for example, really needs to get a hold of him, she'll just have to wait until next year! (Ooooh, mean Mommy likes saying that. Ha!)
Fortunately, there's still email and Facebook. Though I may be shopping for a Blackberry again sooner rather than later...
So today we made a switch to a local provider that could provide the same service at a cheaper rate. This meant two things: One, our channels were going to change -- some added, some dropped and all different channel numbers. Two, we had to totally clean our computer desk area so the technician could access the jack.
Guess which one was tougher to handle?
I can tell you it was easy to whip the stuff off the desk and put it on the floor or on a TV tray. We wanted it off and out of the way so we could move the very, very, very heavy desk out from the wall.
The hard part came after. Mr. Technician left and Mr. Austin left, too, for a previous lunch engagement at a local establishment. So that left me with my box of Swiffer dust rags and lots of crap to toss ("Why don't you clean the drawer out before we put it back?) or move back. So that took longer than expected. Looks nice though.
Was happy we had no interruption in cable or Internet. However, we found out tonight that our phone service isn't working 100%. We can make outgoing calls but the incoming calls are cut off. We hear a half-ring and then nothing.
Honestly, we get few phone calls so it's not a big deal. BUT it's frustrating knowing that a person couldn't get through if they wanted to. Since we can't get a cell phone signal in the house, we're screwed there, too. So if Carter's girlfriend, for example, really needs to get a hold of him, she'll just have to wait until next year! (Ooooh, mean Mommy likes saying that. Ha!)
Fortunately, there's still email and Facebook. Though I may be shopping for a Blackberry again sooner rather than later...
Tuesday, December 29, 2009
Saddle Up!
During our Christmas program for my parents last Saturday, my nephew Zach (the one I call the cowboy) talked about one of the mottos he lives by: Courage is being scared to death but saddling up anyway.
We may fear the unknown... or a tough challenge... or change in general. But if we have faith, we can plunge forward and get through it -- oftentimes finding success or, at a minimum, learning something about our strengths (weaknesses, too) and what's really important to us.
Zach asked us each to share a favorite Christmas memory. We went around the room of 30 people and, to a person, heard of special moments revolving around loved ones. There wasn't talk of material things. The memories that impacted us the most had nothing to do with what was under the tree, but who was sitting next to us, who was in the same room as us, who was miles away, and even who was sleeping in our laps as we looked at the tree.
People and love made our memories. People and love make passion. Passion, my nephew reminded us, is what gives us courage.
As we close out another year, I hope we all take a moment to recall what we are passionate about. Then find a way to channel that passion into something positive in 2010.
Get ready to saddle up! Some of us may be in for one heckuva ride!
We may fear the unknown... or a tough challenge... or change in general. But if we have faith, we can plunge forward and get through it -- oftentimes finding success or, at a minimum, learning something about our strengths (weaknesses, too) and what's really important to us.
Zach asked us each to share a favorite Christmas memory. We went around the room of 30 people and, to a person, heard of special moments revolving around loved ones. There wasn't talk of material things. The memories that impacted us the most had nothing to do with what was under the tree, but who was sitting next to us, who was in the same room as us, who was miles away, and even who was sleeping in our laps as we looked at the tree.
People and love made our memories. People and love make passion. Passion, my nephew reminded us, is what gives us courage.
As we close out another year, I hope we all take a moment to recall what we are passionate about. Then find a way to channel that passion into something positive in 2010.
Get ready to saddle up! Some of us may be in for one heckuva ride!
Monday, December 28, 2009
Monday Movie Madness
It wasn't a bad day for a Monday. I don't know how I'm going to handle it next Monday when I actually have to set an alarm and go back to work! That first week of vacation went way too fast. This one's sort of starting out that way, too.
After 4 days of grazing, I finally hopped back on the treadmill today. I popped in the movie The Proposal, starring Sandra Bullock, who got a Golden Globe nomination out of it. I really liked it! Of course, I'm a sucker for a romantic comedy -- even if I have to work up a sweat (well, slightly) to watch it.
I had promised Carter we'd go see a matinee of the new Chipmunk movie today, too. So I went from one movie to the next and we saw The Squeakwel. It was your typical kids movie. Pretty cute and this one got me in a dancing mood for the rest of the day.
Until tonight. When the real drama unfolded. Unfortunately, the Monday Night Football game was not supposed to be billed as a comedy or a tragedy. But, as usual when the Vikings are playing, you can expect a little bit of both.
I guess I'll take the blame for the loss. I was a little late getting my finger nails purple-ized -- just like the Vikes were a little late getting their scoring groove on. Unfortunately, "almost" comebacks don't count if we don't win. So we have 3 crabby people in this house. And 2 of us are lucky enough we get to sleep in tomorrow.
Trust me, we'll definitely be watching a new movie... with a happy ending!!
After 4 days of grazing, I finally hopped back on the treadmill today. I popped in the movie The Proposal, starring Sandra Bullock, who got a Golden Globe nomination out of it. I really liked it! Of course, I'm a sucker for a romantic comedy -- even if I have to work up a sweat (well, slightly) to watch it.
I had promised Carter we'd go see a matinee of the new Chipmunk movie today, too. So I went from one movie to the next and we saw The Squeakwel. It was your typical kids movie. Pretty cute and this one got me in a dancing mood for the rest of the day.
Until tonight. When the real drama unfolded. Unfortunately, the Monday Night Football game was not supposed to be billed as a comedy or a tragedy. But, as usual when the Vikings are playing, you can expect a little bit of both.
I guess I'll take the blame for the loss. I was a little late getting my finger nails purple-ized -- just like the Vikes were a little late getting their scoring groove on. Unfortunately, "almost" comebacks don't count if we don't win. So we have 3 crabby people in this house. And 2 of us are lucky enough we get to sleep in tomorrow.
Trust me, we'll definitely be watching a new movie... with a happy ending!!
Sunday, December 27, 2009
All Together
We want to thank Old Man Winter and Mother Nature for getting along just long enough for my family to gather safely for Christmas this weekend in east-central Minnesota.
Although hubby did all the driving, I can vouch (from the back seat) that the roads were pretty good. Main roads were anyway. Some side roads were snow covered and slippery as expected. Casey got to ride shotgun going both ways since Clay didn't go with. I preferred the comfort of the backseat where I was not tempted to grip the dashboard with each encounter with slush. Jim prefers not to hear my sharp intake of breath either. So everybody wins.
What makes up a typical Hedberg family Christmas? Lots of things!
One essential activity for the day is the annual program. All of us siblings have been putting on a program for our parents since I was old enough to wear a robe and pretend to be a shepherd. Without fail we have done something for this program annually. Now that we're all grown up, each of us "kids" and our families do something -- a song, a reading, a skit, trumpet playing (Carter this year), spinning fire (my niece Angie this year). It's always something to make us smile or create a lump in our throats.
Other entertainment includes playing games of some sort. This year, we had 8 of us (including my niece Caryn and sister Rayna from Texas above) at one table playing Tele-Strations (that game I told you about at Thanksgiving) and another group was playing Sequence at another table. Carter and my great-nephew Anthony were playing Wii in one room, too.
Still another group was getting a lesson from Grand Cribbage Master Jim. This is where I have to tell you my dad actually beat Jim twice -- including skunking him once. I have never been able to beat Jim at cribbage. I recall only one time in my childhood that I beat my father at it. I think hubby has met his match! (And my dad won't let him forget it anytime soon!)
Of course, the other tradition in a Hedberg Christmas is that we just have fun -- like my dad and nephew Zach (a real cowboy) were when they switched hats. Just goofy stuff. It's not about presents or food (well, I guess it is a lot about food), but mainly just being with our family members. And thinking about those who couldn't be with us.
And feeling blessed that for one more year LeRoy, Marlys and the 8 R's are all together.
Although hubby did all the driving, I can vouch (from the back seat) that the roads were pretty good. Main roads were anyway. Some side roads were snow covered and slippery as expected. Casey got to ride shotgun going both ways since Clay didn't go with. I preferred the comfort of the backseat where I was not tempted to grip the dashboard with each encounter with slush. Jim prefers not to hear my sharp intake of breath either. So everybody wins.
What makes up a typical Hedberg family Christmas? Lots of things!
First of all, everyone makes every possible effort to get there. Since my nephew Tim braved the Dakota blizzard, I got to meet his son, my new great-nephew Tyler for the first time. Isn't he just the cutest baby on the planet?? Carter officially had to hand over his reign as the baby of the family. He's had a good gig for 11 1/2 years!
One essential activity for the day is the annual program. All of us siblings have been putting on a program for our parents since I was old enough to wear a robe and pretend to be a shepherd. Without fail we have done something for this program annually. Now that we're all grown up, each of us "kids" and our families do something -- a song, a reading, a skit, trumpet playing (Carter this year), spinning fire (my niece Angie this year). It's always something to make us smile or create a lump in our throats.
Other entertainment includes playing games of some sort. This year, we had 8 of us (including my niece Caryn and sister Rayna from Texas above) at one table playing Tele-Strations (that game I told you about at Thanksgiving) and another group was playing Sequence at another table. Carter and my great-nephew Anthony were playing Wii in one room, too.
Still another group was getting a lesson from Grand Cribbage Master Jim. This is where I have to tell you my dad actually beat Jim twice -- including skunking him once. I have never been able to beat Jim at cribbage. I recall only one time in my childhood that I beat my father at it. I think hubby has met his match! (And my dad won't let him forget it anytime soon!)
Of course, the other tradition in a Hedberg Christmas is that we just have fun -- like my dad and nephew Zach (a real cowboy) were when they switched hats. Just goofy stuff. It's not about presents or food (well, I guess it is a lot about food), but mainly just being with our family members. And thinking about those who couldn't be with us.And feeling blessed that for one more year LeRoy, Marlys and the 8 R's are all together.
Friday, December 25, 2009
Merry Christmas!
Our version of the Christmas story was supposed to go something like this: "The children were nestled, all snug in their beds... until at least 8 a.m." That never happens on Christmas morning.
I felt something banging on my feet well before 8. I thought it was the cat, but, no, it was Carter trying to quietly wake me up. Our deal (knowing Carter is always the early riser) was that everyone had to be up by 9:30 or they would be awakened. Poor Casey, the last one, awoke to the sound of the trumpet playing Jingle Bells!
I guess we were all good this year (or good enough) because Santa brought something for everyone.
Carter got a little of everything but was most surprised at some magically powered scooter that he was begging for all summer. Of course, he said something along the lines of "thanks for giving me something I can't use 'til spring!" Poor Santa gets no gratitude.
Casey was obviously please with that PBR sweatshirt he picked out. I think he was counting down to Christmas for this reason alone. Can you blame him? There's a reason they but a blue ribbon on the can...
Clay got some cool tennis shoes he picked and was tickled by this Three Stooges t-shirt. Hmmm, 3 boys, 3 stooges. I never made the connection before (I'm lying ... I hope that doesn't count towards next year's tally with Santa!).
Jimmy was obviously a good boy and got some Celtics stuff. I was just pleased Carter could keep a secret!
I knew about this part of my gift (because Carter and I picked it out on Black Friday). But hubby got me two other Twins t-shirts and a Secret Santa got me a gorgeous purse of the yellow & purple persuasion. Thanks, Secret Santa. I think I know who you are (purse lover!).
Of course, Sylvester was not left out in the cold. She got a new tube to play in. Here she is checking it out. She spent half her day napping in this tube and the other half sleeping in an empty gift box. Sort of reminds of when kids are little and it's just fun to open the presents and play with the boxes. Time goes too fast!
Our weather today was rain all day here. Latest family reports indicate my nephew and his family made it OK from South Dakota to Minnesota late Christmas Eve, my sister Rayna arrived from Texas this afternoon and my niece Beth is en route from Baltimore to the Twin Cities. (Of course, we're all sending special thoughts and prayers to my nephew Tony who observed his 21st birthday today in Iraq. I think the celebrating will have to wait a few more months!)
Now we just need the weather to not go crazy in the next 12 hours when the Austins will have to decide if we make a run for the border or not. We're keeping our fingers crossed that Santa will deliver just one more wish!
If not, we will still feel incredibly blessed with what we've been given this year and the time we've spent with loved ones. For that, we thank the other birthday boy.
Have a blessed Christmas!
I felt something banging on my feet well before 8. I thought it was the cat, but, no, it was Carter trying to quietly wake me up. Our deal (knowing Carter is always the early riser) was that everyone had to be up by 9:30 or they would be awakened. Poor Casey, the last one, awoke to the sound of the trumpet playing Jingle Bells!
I guess we were all good this year (or good enough) because Santa brought something for everyone.
Carter got a little of everything but was most surprised at some magically powered scooter that he was begging for all summer. Of course, he said something along the lines of "thanks for giving me something I can't use 'til spring!" Poor Santa gets no gratitude.
Casey was obviously please with that PBR sweatshirt he picked out. I think he was counting down to Christmas for this reason alone. Can you blame him? There's a reason they but a blue ribbon on the can...
Clay got some cool tennis shoes he picked and was tickled by this Three Stooges t-shirt. Hmmm, 3 boys, 3 stooges. I never made the connection before (I'm lying ... I hope that doesn't count towards next year's tally with Santa!).
Jimmy was obviously a good boy and got some Celtics stuff. I was just pleased Carter could keep a secret!
I knew about this part of my gift (because Carter and I picked it out on Black Friday). But hubby got me two other Twins t-shirts and a Secret Santa got me a gorgeous purse of the yellow & purple persuasion. Thanks, Secret Santa. I think I know who you are (purse lover!).
Of course, Sylvester was not left out in the cold. She got a new tube to play in. Here she is checking it out. She spent half her day napping in this tube and the other half sleeping in an empty gift box. Sort of reminds of when kids are little and it's just fun to open the presents and play with the boxes. Time goes too fast!Our weather today was rain all day here. Latest family reports indicate my nephew and his family made it OK from South Dakota to Minnesota late Christmas Eve, my sister Rayna arrived from Texas this afternoon and my niece Beth is en route from Baltimore to the Twin Cities. (Of course, we're all sending special thoughts and prayers to my nephew Tony who observed his 21st birthday today in Iraq. I think the celebrating will have to wait a few more months!)
Now we just need the weather to not go crazy in the next 12 hours when the Austins will have to decide if we make a run for the border or not. We're keeping our fingers crossed that Santa will deliver just one more wish!
If not, we will still feel incredibly blessed with what we've been given this year and the time we've spent with loved ones. For that, we thank the other birthday boy.
Thursday, December 24, 2009
Live from Iceland
What a bizzaro Christmas this is turning out to be, weatherwise. We woke up to something like 4-6 inches of snow on the ground, covered with a thin icy crust. I thought it was done with, but when we peered more closely out the window, we realized it was raining/sleeting/drizzling. This has kept up most of the day so we are hoping Santa follows the same mantra as our mail carriers!
For our first family activity today, we played Snow Removal. Hubby handled the snowblower and Carter and I shoveled off all the decks and patios. The very wet snow was very, very heavy so we had to do little shovels-ful at a time. It took more than an hour. Good workout, though.
I pondered going to the 1 p.m. church service, but when the guys delivering our new hot tub cover said it was a mess out there, I decided to stay put. I watched some of Holiday Inn, one of my all-time favorites, then got ready to go to the in-laws.
We are lucky Jim's parents just live in town. We could handle that drive today. Had a good meal, opened presents in record time, then played some cards. Turns out Jim and I drew each other's names so we probably could have 'fessed up early on and saved each other some shopping grief. Oh well. He got the DVD burner he wanted and I got my scrapbooking stuff. Yay.
We didn't stay too long in town because one, there are power outages around here, and two, the temperature dipped back below freezing this evening. We didn't want to drive or have the big boys drive on super icy roads out to our house. Thankfully, it was still raining, not freezing yet. So we're all here now safe and sound.
Now I'm just waiting for them all to go to bed so I can flag down Santa before he skates by -- and give him a hand if need helps with the presents or drinking the eggnog or something. Hope you find something to believe in this Christmas, too!
For our first family activity today, we played Snow Removal. Hubby handled the snowblower and Carter and I shoveled off all the decks and patios. The very wet snow was very, very heavy so we had to do little shovels-ful at a time. It took more than an hour. Good workout, though.
I pondered going to the 1 p.m. church service, but when the guys delivering our new hot tub cover said it was a mess out there, I decided to stay put. I watched some of Holiday Inn, one of my all-time favorites, then got ready to go to the in-laws.
We are lucky Jim's parents just live in town. We could handle that drive today. Had a good meal, opened presents in record time, then played some cards. Turns out Jim and I drew each other's names so we probably could have 'fessed up early on and saved each other some shopping grief. Oh well. He got the DVD burner he wanted and I got my scrapbooking stuff. Yay.
We didn't stay too long in town because one, there are power outages around here, and two, the temperature dipped back below freezing this evening. We didn't want to drive or have the big boys drive on super icy roads out to our house. Thankfully, it was still raining, not freezing yet. So we're all here now safe and sound.
Now I'm just waiting for them all to go to bed so I can flag down Santa before he skates by -- and give him a hand if need helps with the presents or drinking the eggnog or something. Hope you find something to believe in this Christmas, too!
Wednesday, December 23, 2009
All I Want for Christmas...
Carter's Advent calendar is down to one unopened door, so you know Christmas is waiting in the wings -- or just hanging around like Sylvester (above) -- taking in the scenery.With my shopping done early, it seems like ages since I considered what people had on their lists this year. Obviously our cat has everything she needs. And really, we do, too.
I know Madison, the girl next door, would just like to make it through the rest of the winter unscathed.
She ended up having 6 stitches, not 5, just below her nose. And, as you can see, she got pretty banged up. She's in good spirits, though, but declined to sled today when her little sister and Carter went for a few runs.While they were outside playing, it dawned on me that I was wrong to brag up my "organizational skills" this holiday season. I thought I had everything bought, wrapped, decorated, etc. However, I had completely forgotten about those tasty stocking stuffer treats. So tonight I had to battle the real last-minute shoppers in my quest for candy canes, peanut butter trees and all those empty calories that fill a stocking quite nicely. It was craziness out there. But I got it done.
Someone somewhere must have wished hard for a White Christmas, too. Looks like a major winter storm could wreak havoc on Christmas celebrations on my side of the family. I have a nephew (and grandnephew) wanting to traverse South Dakota to get home to my sister's in Pine City, Minnesota. I have a sister in Texas and niece in Baltimore both hoping to land in the Twin Cities on Friday so we can all get together on Saturday in Pine City.
I remember when I was a kid I loved having snow for Christmas. It was great for sledding, obviously, but since I didn't have to drive, I had no idea why grown-ups grumbled about it. Now I get it. And I am holding off on the grumbling as long as possible.
All I want for Christmas is a healthy and safe holiday for my family and friends. I hope it doesn't mean staying put, but we'll do what we gotta do.
Right now what I gotta do is spend another night with my family trying to beat those boys at something. Tonight it's the new LIFE game Carter got from his babysitter. I think since I'm a big fan of It's a Wonderful LIFE, that could be sign it's my turn to win!
Tuesday, December 22, 2009
By the Numbers
Today's edition of By the Numbers...
12: How many years it has been since I first felt a flutter of an angel's wings in my tummy. I had just gotten back from a trip to Atlanta (visiting my sister and brother-in-law) on the night of the 21st. My luggage didn't arrive with me so they sent me home and said they'd deliver it after the next flight arrived. Sometime after midnight and before 4 a.m., while I was lying there waiting, I felt Angel move. Seriously, I didn't know if it would be a boy or girl, so I called it Angel. And Carter even lives up to that name some days!
8: How many pounds Sylvester weighs. She had her yearly checkup today and is in perfect health! Daddy and Carter took her in and report she was mostly well-behaved. Only hissed when another curious cat came near and when she saw the doctor -- but can you blame her? Apparently, the big outing took a lot out of her. She's been sleeping all day. Oh wait. That's normal.
5: How many stitches the girl next door got in the ER tonight after the first serious sledding mishap. Everyone has a different version of the story, but it appears Madison did not crash into another sledder, just crashed her face (mainly above her lip) into the ice. Ouch! Carter (squeamish like me) almost passed out at the sight of blood. Probably a good thing he didn't get the stitches... At least this time. Winter just started!
3: How many card games hubby won today.
1: How many I won.
Zero: How many people I knew at Wal-Mart. OK, on my worst days, when I am wearing grungy sweats and no makeup, I run into all kinds of people I know. Today, looking gorgeous after a hair cut and style, I saw no one. All those last-minute Christmas shoppers and not a single person! Dang.
Zero all stands for how many card games Carter won today and how many miles I did on the treadmill. But hey, there's a whole lot of vacation left (12 days in fact) to make up for both of those!
12: How many years it has been since I first felt a flutter of an angel's wings in my tummy. I had just gotten back from a trip to Atlanta (visiting my sister and brother-in-law) on the night of the 21st. My luggage didn't arrive with me so they sent me home and said they'd deliver it after the next flight arrived. Sometime after midnight and before 4 a.m., while I was lying there waiting, I felt Angel move. Seriously, I didn't know if it would be a boy or girl, so I called it Angel. And Carter even lives up to that name some days!
8: How many pounds Sylvester weighs. She had her yearly checkup today and is in perfect health! Daddy and Carter took her in and report she was mostly well-behaved. Only hissed when another curious cat came near and when she saw the doctor -- but can you blame her? Apparently, the big outing took a lot out of her. She's been sleeping all day. Oh wait. That's normal.
5: How many stitches the girl next door got in the ER tonight after the first serious sledding mishap. Everyone has a different version of the story, but it appears Madison did not crash into another sledder, just crashed her face (mainly above her lip) into the ice. Ouch! Carter (squeamish like me) almost passed out at the sight of blood. Probably a good thing he didn't get the stitches... At least this time. Winter just started!
3: How many card games hubby won today.
1: How many I won.
Zero: How many people I knew at Wal-Mart. OK, on my worst days, when I am wearing grungy sweats and no makeup, I run into all kinds of people I know. Today, looking gorgeous after a hair cut and style, I saw no one. All those last-minute Christmas shoppers and not a single person! Dang.
Zero all stands for how many card games Carter won today and how many miles I did on the treadmill. But hey, there's a whole lot of vacation left (12 days in fact) to make up for both of those!
Monday, December 21, 2009
Slow Out of the Gate
You know it's a good day off when you can't remember a thing you did. Like, what did I do this morning? I remember the afternoon and evening, but did I do anything before noon?
Thanks to the late-night football game, we all slept in today. And by sleeping in, of course, I mean no one except the cat was out of bed before 8 a.m. Now that's a good way to start vacation. Just ease out of the gate...
My sketchy memory tells me I did get on treadmill this morning and did dust and vacuum. Could that be all? This afternoon I watched a movie with Carter and I thought about starting to clean/organize my Scrap Cave, but never made it down there.
Suddenly, the day was gone and we were heading up to Auburndale to watch the Assumption boys basketball teams play. Our nephew Colin plays on the JV team. I took some photos (as practice for Carter's games) but I won't post any here... yet. I don't want to embarrass him. But if he makes a winning shot or something this season, you'll be the first to know! Unfortunately, both the JV and Varsity teams lost tonight.
The one good thing is that we got to see a pretty variety of Christmas light displays along the way. Thanks, hubby, for the Wood County nickel tour!
There's always a bright side, right?
Thanks to the late-night football game, we all slept in today. And by sleeping in, of course, I mean no one except the cat was out of bed before 8 a.m. Now that's a good way to start vacation. Just ease out of the gate...
My sketchy memory tells me I did get on treadmill this morning and did dust and vacuum. Could that be all? This afternoon I watched a movie with Carter and I thought about starting to clean/organize my Scrap Cave, but never made it down there.
Suddenly, the day was gone and we were heading up to Auburndale to watch the Assumption boys basketball teams play. Our nephew Colin plays on the JV team. I took some photos (as practice for Carter's games) but I won't post any here... yet. I don't want to embarrass him. But if he makes a winning shot or something this season, you'll be the first to know! Unfortunately, both the JV and Varsity teams lost tonight.
The one good thing is that we got to see a pretty variety of Christmas light displays along the way. Thanks, hubby, for the Wood County nickel tour!
There's always a bright side, right?
Sunday, December 20, 2009
On the Rebound
It's no surprise that we all slept in today. Five-plus hours of fresh air will do that to a person! I was surprised, though, that no one seemed to be limping around despite all the crashes and mishaps. Kids can rebound from anything.
As for us adults, well, I didn't tell the whole story...
I did go down the hill only once but I failed to mention taking a digger on the ice.... as in falling flat on my back... as in OUCH!
It was completely an accident (aren't they always?). Hubby accidentally tripped on a stump near the fire. Then accidentally pushed me over another one. That caused me to accidentally fall on my backside and accidentally spill my Diet Coke. I have a teeny tiny bruise on my leg where it hit the stump -- but not big enough to brag about or garner any sympathy. So I rebounded like the kids and got on with my day.
I had to take a little trip to the office. Well, long trip, short visit, to get something done. But the rest of Sunday was about observing a day of rest.
We visited Jim's sister and husband awhile this afternoon. Then, during halftime of the Packers game (glad I didn't wait 'til the end), I called my parents for a nice long chat. I realize every time I talk to them how much my "character" has been developed thanks to them. I mean the good and the bad. The divine and the dysfunctional. Today I was reminded I have Mom's creativity and Dad's stubbornness. I guess they cancel each other out and make me normal, right?
Tonight it's Game Night. Vikings played Sunday Night Football. Even college kid Casey took a break from his busy social schedule and came over. You'd think all that Purple Power in our living room would have meant something. Unfortunately, the Vikes couldn't rebound from anything tonight. How pathetic.
Unfortunately, we all have tomorrow off so we didn't even have an excuse to go to bed early. Had to watch the whole train wreck... or sledding wreck. We know what those are like, don't we?
As for us adults, well, I didn't tell the whole story...
I did go down the hill only once but I failed to mention taking a digger on the ice.... as in falling flat on my back... as in OUCH!
It was completely an accident (aren't they always?). Hubby accidentally tripped on a stump near the fire. Then accidentally pushed me over another one. That caused me to accidentally fall on my backside and accidentally spill my Diet Coke. I have a teeny tiny bruise on my leg where it hit the stump -- but not big enough to brag about or garner any sympathy. So I rebounded like the kids and got on with my day.
I had to take a little trip to the office. Well, long trip, short visit, to get something done. But the rest of Sunday was about observing a day of rest.
We visited Jim's sister and husband awhile this afternoon. Then, during halftime of the Packers game (glad I didn't wait 'til the end), I called my parents for a nice long chat. I realize every time I talk to them how much my "character" has been developed thanks to them. I mean the good and the bad. The divine and the dysfunctional. Today I was reminded I have Mom's creativity and Dad's stubbornness. I guess they cancel each other out and make me normal, right?
Tonight it's Game Night. Vikings played Sunday Night Football. Even college kid Casey took a break from his busy social schedule and came over. You'd think all that Purple Power in our living room would have meant something. Unfortunately, the Vikes couldn't rebound from anything tonight. How pathetic.
Unfortunately, we all have tomorrow off so we didn't even have an excuse to go to bed early. Had to watch the whole train wreck... or sledding wreck. We know what those are like, don't we?
Saturday, December 19, 2009
Opening Ceremonies
With a perfectly iced and manicured track and embankments, the torch was lit and the neighborhood Olympic-worthy sled run opened today. We had a Launch Party of sorts, which included a fire, food and hours (I mean hours) of fun on the hill. Here are some snapshots and videos of the fun...
Neighbor girls shoot out of the "starting gate".
Look at Carter's face. The first part of the hill is slick and steep!
Carter and Madison try not to crash coming down at the same time.
The survivor pumps his fist! (As a precaution, there were hay bales in front of one of the trees "potentially" in the way. Only one kid took those out and, surprisingly, it wasn't Carter.)
"Mom, you don't have to take a picture of everything I do!"
Our colorful Olympic flames, courtesy of some old Christmas lights thrown on the fire.
The Masters of Ceremonies! Going "backwards" from right to left: Jim, Niki and Mick (the firestarter), Shelly and (kneeling) Matt (the firefighter).
Neighbor girls shoot out of the "starting gate".
Look at Carter's face. The first part of the hill is slick and steep!
Carter and Madison try not to crash coming down at the same time.
The survivor pumps his fist! (As a precaution, there were hay bales in front of one of the trees "potentially" in the way. Only one kid took those out and, surprisingly, it wasn't Carter.)
"Mom, you don't have to take a picture of everything I do!"
Our colorful Olympic flames, courtesy of some old Christmas lights thrown on the fire.
The Masters of Ceremonies! Going "backwards" from right to left: Jim, Niki and Mick (the firestarter), Shelly and (kneeling) Matt (the firefighter).
Pretty in pink.... Ha, see, it's fun to write my own captions!
And now for some video. You'll see there was rarely one sled going down the hill at a time so the chances of crashes were pretty good. There were a variety of ways to make the run, too: sitting, kneeling, standing (even adults -- not hubby or me, though!), alone or in pairs, making a train, going backwards. I did actually sled down once -- but it was at the bottom of the starting gate and it was in slow-motion. I gotta ease into this or my chiropractor will kill me (or he may thank me). Enjoy...
Friday, December 18, 2009
The Other Half
I got a glimpse of how the other half lives today. And by "other half" I mean retirees, Powerball winners and those financially fortunate enough not to have to work outside the home.
Day one of vacation and it was way too busy to be considered a relaxing day. But I won't complain. I wouldn't have been able to do any of it -- especially the nap -- if I was working.
I was up early (but not quite as early as usual). Got to walk Carter out to the bus stop, which is a rare occasion for me. Then hubby (also off) and I headed into town before 9 for a special Catholic church service/Christmas program called "The Golden Mass" at Assumption High School.
Even a Lutheran like me found several things to like about the service, including but not limited to: One, we picked up our friend Christine on the way so I got to spend some time catching up. Two, the band was playing so we got to hear our nephew Colin play the trumpet (which is fast becoming the most popular instrument of 2009 around here). Three, the choir sang the Hallelujah Chorus -- and invited "guests" to join right in. I did not go stand up front but remembered my soprano part from high school (and even alto part). Ahhh, I love Christmas music!
After the service, we went out to lunch with Chris and her parents to a relatively new restaurant in Rapids called Andy's. It just hasn't worked out for us to get there. But when you can grab a table by 11:30 on a week day, that's a different story. Very tasty lunch!
On the way home, we noticed Culver's had Mint Explosion as their flavor of the day. Now even though I was more than full from lunch, we cannot drive past a sign that says Mint -- especially if it's a limited-time offer. My intent was to get it in a cup to go so I could put it in the freezer and save it for later. They must have misunderstood and gave me a cup cone. So I had to eat it right away so it wouldn't melt (yes, things melt on cold days, too). It was awesome! If I wasn't past the full mark, I would have enjoyed it even more. But I highly recommend it!!
Now you know why a nap was called for. For awhile after lunch and my unexpected dessert, I couldn't move if I wanted to. So the nap was brief, but very nice. I could get used to that. Seriously.
By the time Carter got home from school, I was ready to burn off guilt. So I plugged in another movie on the treadmill and got another good walk in -- with another sappy, happy ending. I could get used to that, too. Seriously.
Tonight we checked out the sled run next door. Looks like it's going to set a land/snow speed record this winter! So tomorrow we will hold Opening Ceremonies and I will attempt some video work for your viewing pleasure.
For now, though, we are inside and I think I hear the guys talking about watching hoops on TV or maybe letting Momma kick their butts in cards. I better go check it out. This day of fun is not over yet!
Day one of vacation and it was way too busy to be considered a relaxing day. But I won't complain. I wouldn't have been able to do any of it -- especially the nap -- if I was working.
I was up early (but not quite as early as usual). Got to walk Carter out to the bus stop, which is a rare occasion for me. Then hubby (also off) and I headed into town before 9 for a special Catholic church service/Christmas program called "The Golden Mass" at Assumption High School.
Even a Lutheran like me found several things to like about the service, including but not limited to: One, we picked up our friend Christine on the way so I got to spend some time catching up. Two, the band was playing so we got to hear our nephew Colin play the trumpet (which is fast becoming the most popular instrument of 2009 around here). Three, the choir sang the Hallelujah Chorus -- and invited "guests" to join right in. I did not go stand up front but remembered my soprano part from high school (and even alto part). Ahhh, I love Christmas music!
After the service, we went out to lunch with Chris and her parents to a relatively new restaurant in Rapids called Andy's. It just hasn't worked out for us to get there. But when you can grab a table by 11:30 on a week day, that's a different story. Very tasty lunch!
On the way home, we noticed Culver's had Mint Explosion as their flavor of the day. Now even though I was more than full from lunch, we cannot drive past a sign that says Mint -- especially if it's a limited-time offer. My intent was to get it in a cup to go so I could put it in the freezer and save it for later. They must have misunderstood and gave me a cup cone. So I had to eat it right away so it wouldn't melt (yes, things melt on cold days, too). It was awesome! If I wasn't past the full mark, I would have enjoyed it even more. But I highly recommend it!!
Now you know why a nap was called for. For awhile after lunch and my unexpected dessert, I couldn't move if I wanted to. So the nap was brief, but very nice. I could get used to that. Seriously.
By the time Carter got home from school, I was ready to burn off guilt. So I plugged in another movie on the treadmill and got another good walk in -- with another sappy, happy ending. I could get used to that, too. Seriously.
Tonight we checked out the sled run next door. Looks like it's going to set a land/snow speed record this winter! So tomorrow we will hold Opening Ceremonies and I will attempt some video work for your viewing pleasure.
For now, though, we are inside and I think I hear the guys talking about watching hoops on TV or maybe letting Momma kick their butts in cards. I better go check it out. This day of fun is not over yet!
Thursday, December 17, 2009
Happy Holi-Graze
There's one thing you can count on during the holidays -- besides mistletoe and credit card debt -- and that's food.
If you work in an office setting like I do, you can almost count on eating from December 1st and on. There's always cookies and special treats, not to mention chocolate and peppermint goodies. Then there are the over-the-top potluck buffets that keep a person grazing for endless hours.
I'm still full from our department's potluck today. Too much. Too good. You certainly don't want to offend anyone and not try something they made, right? Ugh...
I mentioned awhile back that our company is having some health incentives in 2010. For employees who "engage" in the plan, there will be deductions from their health insurance premiums. In these uncertain economic times, it's certainly worth it for everyone to participate. So I heard more than a few people today carrying overflowing plates of food and commenting, "Well, we better eat it now since we can't after the 1st." Since we already had our weigh-in, I don't know how that's going to help. Oh well. Everyone handles the holidays -- and their challenges (read: temptations) -- differently.
Due to my sometimes competitive nature (I said sometimes), I somehow got roped into joining the Frostbite Club at the fitness center. Oh this isn't a fun club that meets in the winter and sips hot chocolate together. No, this is major challenge to go (as in run, bike, walk) 350 miles between Dec. 1 and March 1. Oh, I've done the math. That works out to 3.88 miles per day for 90 days.
I know. I'm crazy. But you get a really cool shirt if you can do it.
Considering I am 16 days into this, I am doing pretty well. Right on target actually. Last night I rigged up the portable DVD player on the treadmill (carefully) so I could put the headphones on and watch a Christmas movie while walking. After 90 minutes, I had a good workout (tallying 6 miles) with a sappy, happy ending. Can't beat that.
See, I'm not totally crazy. There are enjoyable ways to do this. Plus, going 6 yesterday allowed me to take today off and graze to my heart's content, then become even more inactive by sitting at high school basketball games from 5:30-9. Can't beat that either.
Tomorrow I'll be back on the wagon. I'm feel pretty confident about doing this. I am now officially on vacation until Jan. 4, 2010 (yay!), so I certainly can't play the "I don't have time" card. Knowing me, it will be more like the "I am exercising so bring on the Eggnog Shake" card!
I'm pathetic, I know. Happy Holi-Graze!
If you work in an office setting like I do, you can almost count on eating from December 1st and on. There's always cookies and special treats, not to mention chocolate and peppermint goodies. Then there are the over-the-top potluck buffets that keep a person grazing for endless hours.
I'm still full from our department's potluck today. Too much. Too good. You certainly don't want to offend anyone and not try something they made, right? Ugh...
I mentioned awhile back that our company is having some health incentives in 2010. For employees who "engage" in the plan, there will be deductions from their health insurance premiums. In these uncertain economic times, it's certainly worth it for everyone to participate. So I heard more than a few people today carrying overflowing plates of food and commenting, "Well, we better eat it now since we can't after the 1st." Since we already had our weigh-in, I don't know how that's going to help. Oh well. Everyone handles the holidays -- and their challenges (read: temptations) -- differently.
Due to my sometimes competitive nature (I said sometimes), I somehow got roped into joining the Frostbite Club at the fitness center. Oh this isn't a fun club that meets in the winter and sips hot chocolate together. No, this is major challenge to go (as in run, bike, walk) 350 miles between Dec. 1 and March 1. Oh, I've done the math. That works out to 3.88 miles per day for 90 days.
I know. I'm crazy. But you get a really cool shirt if you can do it.
Considering I am 16 days into this, I am doing pretty well. Right on target actually. Last night I rigged up the portable DVD player on the treadmill (carefully) so I could put the headphones on and watch a Christmas movie while walking. After 90 minutes, I had a good workout (tallying 6 miles) with a sappy, happy ending. Can't beat that.
See, I'm not totally crazy. There are enjoyable ways to do this. Plus, going 6 yesterday allowed me to take today off and graze to my heart's content, then become even more inactive by sitting at high school basketball games from 5:30-9. Can't beat that either.
Tomorrow I'll be back on the wagon. I'm feel pretty confident about doing this. I am now officially on vacation until Jan. 4, 2010 (yay!), so I certainly can't play the "I don't have time" card. Knowing me, it will be more like the "I am exercising so bring on the Eggnog Shake" card!
I'm pathetic, I know. Happy Holi-Graze!
Wednesday, December 16, 2009
Sounds of the Season
Carter had his first band concert ever today. It was a combination of Christmas songs and several pieces they've learned over the past two months. It was pretty impressive -- especially considering none of these kids have played before this fall.
Due to his "switch-hitting" capabilities -- that's what his band director called it -- Carter played the three-fourth's size tuba for three songs and the trumpet for the rest.
In the video, the song is "Are You Sleeping" (played in a round). I'm pretty sure you can make out the low tuba sound! But the instrument is so big, you don't see much of Carter.
Nice concert! Oh how I love the sounds of the season!
Tuesday, December 15, 2009
A-Ha Moments?
I can't believe I know this (or am admitting to it), but it seems Oprah Winfrey was the first to really coin the phrase "an a-ha moment" -- you know, a moment of realization like, "ahh, I get it now."
In my life there are occasional moments like that. But more often than not, I'm having "uh-oh moments" or "oh-duh moments" or "oh @$&$! moments."
When I reached for my body wash in my gym bag after my workout today and pulled out a handful of gooey soap, guess which one I said? Nice explosion due to the cold weather. Note to self: Keep bag under your desk not in the car during sub-freezing temperatures. Sigh...
When Carter said he didn't think he had to buy a Christmas present for anyone in his class, but then remembered he drew someone's name, guess which one I said (or which one I wanted to say)? After some impatient prompting like, "Really Carter? You don't think we need to buy a gift? Why do you think you drew a name?" he agreed to ask his teacher. What do you know -- he found out, yes, there is a party on Friday (thankfully) and a $5 gift is required. Sigh...
When I thought I'd spend a minute or two looking up some family tree stuff online and came up empty-handed 90 minutes later, guess which one I said? Of course, I say it is a waste of time and I have a headache, but if I would have found something, I'd be doing the genealogy happy dance. Really, I'm not sure it exists but I know the "whoo-hoo moments" do.
When I had to say goodbye today to yet another friend/co-worker who has been "right-sized" out of our office, I think you know which one I said. Who cares about minor miscommunications, gooey messes and wasted Internet time? I am not faced with fresh unemployment at Christmas time (at least that I know of) or wondering how I am going to provide for a family of 5. Friendships, prayers and good blessings can only go so far ... but I have faith that might just be enough.
Maybe that will be my next "a-ha moment."
In my life there are occasional moments like that. But more often than not, I'm having "uh-oh moments" or "oh-duh moments" or "oh @$&$! moments."
When I reached for my body wash in my gym bag after my workout today and pulled out a handful of gooey soap, guess which one I said? Nice explosion due to the cold weather. Note to self: Keep bag under your desk not in the car during sub-freezing temperatures. Sigh...
When Carter said he didn't think he had to buy a Christmas present for anyone in his class, but then remembered he drew someone's name, guess which one I said (or which one I wanted to say)? After some impatient prompting like, "Really Carter? You don't think we need to buy a gift? Why do you think you drew a name?" he agreed to ask his teacher. What do you know -- he found out, yes, there is a party on Friday (thankfully) and a $5 gift is required. Sigh...
When I thought I'd spend a minute or two looking up some family tree stuff online and came up empty-handed 90 minutes later, guess which one I said? Of course, I say it is a waste of time and I have a headache, but if I would have found something, I'd be doing the genealogy happy dance. Really, I'm not sure it exists but I know the "whoo-hoo moments" do.
When I had to say goodbye today to yet another friend/co-worker who has been "right-sized" out of our office, I think you know which one I said. Who cares about minor miscommunications, gooey messes and wasted Internet time? I am not faced with fresh unemployment at Christmas time (at least that I know of) or wondering how I am going to provide for a family of 5. Friendships, prayers and good blessings can only go so far ... but I have faith that might just be enough.
Maybe that will be my next "a-ha moment."
Monday, December 14, 2009
Ice, Ice, Baby
We were relieved when we looked out the window this morning that the Winter Weather Advisory did not dump any snow on us overnight. But then we drove out on the road and fishtailed and knew we had an invisible gag gift from Ol' Man Winter.
When hubby says things like, "This isn't good," I promptly grip the door handle, say a prayer and hope for the best -- all the while breathing deeply and slowly to appear calm. (It's not easy to do for a 50-minute drive that could take much longer with these road conditions!)
So a few minutes from home we always drive through beautiful downtown Kellner -- a wide spot in the road with two bars on the right-hand side and a gas station and the school district's bus garage on the left. When we drove past this morning, I immediately noticed all the buses were sitting in the garage and there were no driver vehicles parked across the street. Could school be late today? Or Canceled?
By the time we found a radio station actually announcing closings, we had made it out to and onto the slick main highway. When we heard Rapids was closed, it didn't take much of a discussion to agree to turn around and skate back home. As predicted, the temps did drop all day and some snow fell onto the ice. I'm sure tomorrow won't be much better but hopefully they'll salt the heck out our route anyway.
The extra day home turned out to be a blessing in disguise for Carter, who had hundreds of pages to read in a book before the end of this week. He and Daddy did take a break to help get the sled run next door in good shape, but he's down to about 70 pages now. He'll have time tonight because his basketball game was canceled, so was our nephew Colin's game and Clay's concert, too. So we'll be home.
Unfortunately, they rescheduled the concert for tomorrow morning so we'll miss that. I have a feeling Carter's league won't even make up his game but you never know. Some of this ice might melt by the end of the schedule in February so they can tack on an extra week.
I said "might."
When hubby says things like, "This isn't good," I promptly grip the door handle, say a prayer and hope for the best -- all the while breathing deeply and slowly to appear calm. (It's not easy to do for a 50-minute drive that could take much longer with these road conditions!)
So a few minutes from home we always drive through beautiful downtown Kellner -- a wide spot in the road with two bars on the right-hand side and a gas station and the school district's bus garage on the left. When we drove past this morning, I immediately noticed all the buses were sitting in the garage and there were no driver vehicles parked across the street. Could school be late today? Or Canceled?
By the time we found a radio station actually announcing closings, we had made it out to and onto the slick main highway. When we heard Rapids was closed, it didn't take much of a discussion to agree to turn around and skate back home. As predicted, the temps did drop all day and some snow fell onto the ice. I'm sure tomorrow won't be much better but hopefully they'll salt the heck out our route anyway.
The extra day home turned out to be a blessing in disguise for Carter, who had hundreds of pages to read in a book before the end of this week. He and Daddy did take a break to help get the sled run next door in good shape, but he's down to about 70 pages now. He'll have time tonight because his basketball game was canceled, so was our nephew Colin's game and Clay's concert, too. So we'll be home.
Unfortunately, they rescheduled the concert for tomorrow morning so we'll miss that. I have a feeling Carter's league won't even make up his game but you never know. Some of this ice might melt by the end of the schedule in February so they can tack on an extra week.
I said "might."
Sunday, December 13, 2009
Holi-Daze
A good percentage of my siblings and family enjoyed the "real" HoliDazzle in the Twin Cities yesterday. I still have to get there some year for the lighted Christmas parade and all the fun. But we had our own version today. Sort of...
Happy St. Lucia Day to my fellow Scandi-hoovians who also observe it! The patron saint of Light left some nice treats in our stockings. Carter got a new winter hat and the movie Up. Mommy got the Four Christmases movie plus a DVD with 4 made-for-TV Christmas movies on it (Does St. Lucy know me or what?!). And Daddy got the new Bob & Tom CD plus the old movie Scrooged (which he claims is the best version of the Christmas Carol).
So we definitely started out the day on a good note. Carter had program practice again during the Sunday School hour. When we got home, I ran off some of that eggnog from yesterday (but I'm sure not all of it) then donned my purple apparel for the Vikings game.
That game continued our day on the good spirits level :)
We didn't get to stick around for the ending since Carter's Sunday School program was at 3:30. He did a fine job reading and I actually caught him singing on tape! (See him in the center with the red shirt.) I thought I better video a tiny snippet anyway since this is his last Sunday School Christmas program already. I know. Where does the time go?
Looks like we'll continue our Holi-daze this week with Clay's choral concert Monday night and Carter's school band concert on Wednesday afternoon. Between that, basketball and the potlucks at work, our calendar is looking pretty full. I don't mind one bit. I'm going to sit back and enjoy every minute of it.
I'm sure I'll be Dazzled more than once!
Saturday, December 12, 2009
wo-MAN vs. FOOD
The remote occasionally stops on a show called Man vs. Food. In it, the host travels the country accepting food challenges akin to the infamous "Old 96er" John Candy tackled in The Great Outdoors movie. If the host fails in his mission, his photo appears on a "wall of shame." (Though I don't think he should be ashamed of portion control.)
I didn't set out to have a Man vs. Food kind of day -- or Woman vs. Eggnog -- but it seemed to unfold that way...
Now you know I love eggnog, a little at a time, but I came close to overdosing on it today. Had I capped it off with an Eggnog Shake at some point, I'd probably never look at the creamy nutmeg combination again. Ever.
Carter had a 2 1/2-hour practice this morning for the Sunday School Christmas program tomorrow. I decided to take advantage of the free time and have coffee with a friend. Did you know they can make an Eggnog Latte? I can honestly say it wasn't much of a coffee drink, but it was tasty!
When we got home, Daddy agreed to drive us over to Plover for lunch. We've been tempted by those I-Hop commercials about Eggnog Pancakes. Today we caved. Ohmigosh, was that rich! Two pancakes with an eggnog cream in between topped with whipped cream with sprinkles of cinnamon and nutmeg... then all that topped with some buttered-rum flavored syrup of some sort. Eat your heart out Man vs. Food dude. I cleaned my plate!
I was still full when we got home and had to go grocery shopping. That truly is the best time to go shopping. The top item on the list was eggnog -- just the ordinary, traditional liquid format. I almost didn't get it but knew there'd come a day soon when I didn't have eggnog up to my eyeballs and I'd want some. So I bought it.
After watching the movie Elf tonight (Carter's choice), we wanted a little holiday goodnight snack. I proudly bypassed the normal eggnog, the Eggnoggin' tea and the Eggnog icecream.
But that new Peppermint Stick ice cream sure filled the void.
(I know. I'm hopeless.)
I didn't set out to have a Man vs. Food kind of day -- or Woman vs. Eggnog -- but it seemed to unfold that way...
Now you know I love eggnog, a little at a time, but I came close to overdosing on it today. Had I capped it off with an Eggnog Shake at some point, I'd probably never look at the creamy nutmeg combination again. Ever.
Carter had a 2 1/2-hour practice this morning for the Sunday School Christmas program tomorrow. I decided to take advantage of the free time and have coffee with a friend. Did you know they can make an Eggnog Latte? I can honestly say it wasn't much of a coffee drink, but it was tasty!
When we got home, Daddy agreed to drive us over to Plover for lunch. We've been tempted by those I-Hop commercials about Eggnog Pancakes. Today we caved. Ohmigosh, was that rich! Two pancakes with an eggnog cream in between topped with whipped cream with sprinkles of cinnamon and nutmeg... then all that topped with some buttered-rum flavored syrup of some sort. Eat your heart out Man vs. Food dude. I cleaned my plate!
I was still full when we got home and had to go grocery shopping. That truly is the best time to go shopping. The top item on the list was eggnog -- just the ordinary, traditional liquid format. I almost didn't get it but knew there'd come a day soon when I didn't have eggnog up to my eyeballs and I'd want some. So I bought it.
After watching the movie Elf tonight (Carter's choice), we wanted a little holiday goodnight snack. I proudly bypassed the normal eggnog, the Eggnoggin' tea and the Eggnog icecream.
But that new Peppermint Stick ice cream sure filled the void.
(I know. I'm hopeless.)
Friday, December 11, 2009
A Nip in the Air
Question: What could possibly prompt an 11-year-old boy to go out sledding in sub-zero temperatures twice in one evening?
(Hint: This involves that redhead.)
Answer: That redhead!
I've said before that mothers are always the last to know. Carter just finished telling me after supper that his stomach hurt. I asked if it was something he ate and he said, no, the girl next door punched him in the gut after they got off the bus.
First question: Why? No reason, he said. Second question: Then why were you over sledding with her if she's being mean to you? The answer, now, is obvious. He wasn't over there to spend time with her. Just her friend.
He's over there right now but I figure -- in the naive motherly sort of way -- that eventually it will just get too cold and he'll have to come home!
Today was definitely the first really cold day of almost-winter. It was minus 5 degrees when we left the house this morning with wind chills in the minus teens. Ick.
During work I took a quick break and ran down (well, drove) to the post office in Iola. I swear it was just like a scene from Grumpy Old Men (a movie I love, by the way). We had two old guys trying to out-man each other like they were untouched by the frigid air. "Oh I just love this crisp autumn air," the one guy says. I look at the postmaster (post-mistress?) and would have rolled my eyes but I was afraid they'd freeze that way.
Just stinkin' cold! But I found a way to warm up...
Since hubby had to use the computer when we got home, I plopped on the couch and found -- what else? -- a Christmas movie called The 12 Men of Christmas. I actually kept my coat on until a half hour into it. Then, since the plot involved shooting a calendar of firefighters and rescue men, I was plenty warm. Good movie. (If you're feeling a nip in the air, you can see it on Lifetime or, if you have Charter, watch it On Demand.)
Kind of cool we can generate heat on demand, eh?
(Hint: This involves that redhead.)
Answer: That redhead!
I've said before that mothers are always the last to know. Carter just finished telling me after supper that his stomach hurt. I asked if it was something he ate and he said, no, the girl next door punched him in the gut after they got off the bus.
First question: Why? No reason, he said. Second question: Then why were you over sledding with her if she's being mean to you? The answer, now, is obvious. He wasn't over there to spend time with her. Just her friend.
He's over there right now but I figure -- in the naive motherly sort of way -- that eventually it will just get too cold and he'll have to come home!
Today was definitely the first really cold day of almost-winter. It was minus 5 degrees when we left the house this morning with wind chills in the minus teens. Ick.
During work I took a quick break and ran down (well, drove) to the post office in Iola. I swear it was just like a scene from Grumpy Old Men (a movie I love, by the way). We had two old guys trying to out-man each other like they were untouched by the frigid air. "Oh I just love this crisp autumn air," the one guy says. I look at the postmaster (post-mistress?) and would have rolled my eyes but I was afraid they'd freeze that way.
Just stinkin' cold! But I found a way to warm up...
Since hubby had to use the computer when we got home, I plopped on the couch and found -- what else? -- a Christmas movie called The 12 Men of Christmas. I actually kept my coat on until a half hour into it. Then, since the plot involved shooting a calendar of firefighters and rescue men, I was plenty warm. Good movie. (If you're feeling a nip in the air, you can see it on Lifetime or, if you have Charter, watch it On Demand.)
Kind of cool we can generate heat on demand, eh?
Thursday, December 10, 2009
Cold Reality
Returning to reality (a.k.a. work) coming off a Snow Day felt like we just had an "extra" weekend. I was delighted, though, that it was Thursday not Monday. Therefore, Friday is merely hours away! I could get used to that.
Trust me. I'd rather have our normal 5-day work weeks than get 10-15 inches of snow every week. That ride in today was not fun. Sure, hubby was a careful driver as usual. But there were some icy spots. And it didn't help my comfort level to hear the temp was only hovering around zero to single digits. Thankfully, we arrived at work just fine.
I insisted Carter wear his boots to school and he was the one who said snow pants would be good, too. I thought it would be easiest just to wear them. But no, he carried them in a bag. I don't know how that kid lugs so much stuff to and from school. The trumpet, the tuba, heavy books, snow pants... I'm sure chiropractors everywhere are smiling, knowing the school districts are "growing" their future clients.
As soon as we got home from work, we had to head into town to get some shopping done. Carter's class has a few community projects going on for the holidays. One involves donating an ornament that says something about the child who picked it out. Carter picked out a basketball-themed one. He wrote a nice "Ho! Ho! Hoops!" note explaining what that represents about him -- he likes to play hoops and he likes the Celtics. All the ornaments are going to some flood victims in Atlanta. The recipient hopefully likes basketball but it's unlikely he or she likes the Celtics (the Hawks are too hot this year). Neat idea, though.
We also picked up some items for a holiday care package for my nephew in Iraq. I realize he probably won't get it in time, but just about the time he runs out of cookies sent by his mom, he'll need another pick-me-up for the new year. We're not sending him any ornaments -- just treats and lots of love and prayers for his safety.
I'd love to give him a "snow day," too. He certainly deserves it more than any of us and, as much as I enjoyed mine, he'd probably appreciate it a heckuva lot more! Maybe it's not too late to ask Santa...
Trust me. I'd rather have our normal 5-day work weeks than get 10-15 inches of snow every week. That ride in today was not fun. Sure, hubby was a careful driver as usual. But there were some icy spots. And it didn't help my comfort level to hear the temp was only hovering around zero to single digits. Thankfully, we arrived at work just fine.
I insisted Carter wear his boots to school and he was the one who said snow pants would be good, too. I thought it would be easiest just to wear them. But no, he carried them in a bag. I don't know how that kid lugs so much stuff to and from school. The trumpet, the tuba, heavy books, snow pants... I'm sure chiropractors everywhere are smiling, knowing the school districts are "growing" their future clients.
As soon as we got home from work, we had to head into town to get some shopping done. Carter's class has a few community projects going on for the holidays. One involves donating an ornament that says something about the child who picked it out. Carter picked out a basketball-themed one. He wrote a nice "Ho! Ho! Hoops!" note explaining what that represents about him -- he likes to play hoops and he likes the Celtics. All the ornaments are going to some flood victims in Atlanta. The recipient hopefully likes basketball but it's unlikely he or she likes the Celtics (the Hawks are too hot this year). Neat idea, though.
We also picked up some items for a holiday care package for my nephew in Iraq. I realize he probably won't get it in time, but just about the time he runs out of cookies sent by his mom, he'll need another pick-me-up for the new year. We're not sending him any ornaments -- just treats and lots of love and prayers for his safety.
I'd love to give him a "snow day," too. He certainly deserves it more than any of us and, as much as I enjoyed mine, he'd probably appreciate it a heckuva lot more! Maybe it's not too late to ask Santa...
Wednesday, December 9, 2009
Snow Day!
The governor of Wisconsin declared a "state of emergency" for, I'm guessing, most of the state. As a result, not only was there no school (probably anywhere), in an unprecedented move, they also closed our office. So all 3 of us got a Snow Day!
This was the view out the back window at "half-time" -- well 7 a.m. when we expected another 8 inches dumped on us throughout the day. Thankfully, it tapered off. But, to the credit of the travel advisory people, there was a ton of blowing snow all day -- and the roads were very slick, said Mr. Austin, who had to run to Ace Hardware for some snowblower "pins."
Besides snowblowing, he also raked off the roof...
...Which led to a pile on the back deck that Carter agreed to shovel for a dollar. I think he got the raw end of that deal. But he spent hours sledding before that, so it's not like he had no fun.
Our next-door neighbor Mick borrowed the snowblower to get the sled run in place. He had already put the starting-line boards on the stairs of his deck. Today he blew snow to create the "banks" that will keep the sleds going from side to side on their way down.
A view from up top! This is gonna be a good one this year!
So there are no pictures of me. I am the wimp who opted not to go outside today. I did get the last of my Christmas and St. Lucia presents wrapped, ran on the treadmill and baked a pan of cranberry bars for a potluck tomorrow. Carter and I also taught Daddy how to play "Dirty Rummy" and he promptly kicked our butts.
We still hope to get a Christmas movie of some sort in. Just gotta wait for the guys to come back in. I suppose I could be nice and whip up some hot chocolate for them...
Tuesday, December 8, 2009
Blizzard of the Month
When I hear the word Blizzard, I'm thinking Mint Oreo or last month's Pumpkin Pie Blizzard. None of this blowing, drifting white crap from the sky.
Yes, I like Bing and I do like a White Christmas. I just wish it would arrive like a last-minute shopper -- about 1 or 2 days before Christmas... when we didn't have a commute to worry about. Of course, there are snow days!! (Maybe)
I was going to spend the evening on the couch watching Christmas shows, but the phone's been ringing just enough for me miss large chunks of some Hallmark movie (I can't even remember the name) and Charlie Brown. Maybe next year.
Jim is out testing the snowblower. Yup, we meant to hang the bikes up in the garage and put the golf clubs in the basement so we could park the snowblower up front. Yup, we got around to that tonight. (And yup, we live in denial!) Good thing the snowblower started on the first pull. That could be a good sign, right?
So while hubby is messing with that, I am periodically clicking "update" on Web sites to see if school is canceled tomorrow. So far, Pittsville to the west, Antigo to the north and Adams-Friendship plus the Dells to the south are already called off. No Rapids yet. I heard Jim tell Carter he could stay up for the whole Bucks-Celtics game so he must know something I don't.
I'm just curious to see how this whole Blizzard thing plays out. We've been in winter storm warnings before, but a Blizzard pretty much means major Shut Down, doncha think? I know hubby jokes that it must be my week to drive to work (I hope he's joking) but I think it's best we all (you all) choose safety first.
And if that means snuggling under a blanket on the couch, sipping eggnog and watching Christmas movies on Wednesday, we best stick to that emergency plan!
OK, one more check on those Web sites...
Yes, I like Bing and I do like a White Christmas. I just wish it would arrive like a last-minute shopper -- about 1 or 2 days before Christmas... when we didn't have a commute to worry about. Of course, there are snow days!! (Maybe)
I was going to spend the evening on the couch watching Christmas shows, but the phone's been ringing just enough for me miss large chunks of some Hallmark movie (I can't even remember the name) and Charlie Brown. Maybe next year.
Jim is out testing the snowblower. Yup, we meant to hang the bikes up in the garage and put the golf clubs in the basement so we could park the snowblower up front. Yup, we got around to that tonight. (And yup, we live in denial!) Good thing the snowblower started on the first pull. That could be a good sign, right?
So while hubby is messing with that, I am periodically clicking "update" on Web sites to see if school is canceled tomorrow. So far, Pittsville to the west, Antigo to the north and Adams-Friendship plus the Dells to the south are already called off. No Rapids yet. I heard Jim tell Carter he could stay up for the whole Bucks-Celtics game so he must know something I don't.
I'm just curious to see how this whole Blizzard thing plays out. We've been in winter storm warnings before, but a Blizzard pretty much means major Shut Down, doncha think? I know hubby jokes that it must be my week to drive to work (I hope he's joking) but I think it's best we all (you all) choose safety first.
And if that means snuggling under a blanket on the couch, sipping eggnog and watching Christmas movies on Wednesday, we best stick to that emergency plan!
OK, one more check on those Web sites...
Monday, December 7, 2009
Hoop Dreams
I'm beginning to suspect the person who created the basketball game schedule has an old-fashioned notion that only one parent works out of the home and the other is available for school functions any time of the day.
Of Carter's 8 basketball games, 5 of them will start at 4:15 p.m.
For the average person, this still means getting out of work an hour early. For us commuters 50 minutes away, it means getting out of work waaay early. We had to hit the road by 3 so we were at the bus stop to get Carter at 3:50. He had to change into his basketball clothes in the car on the way to the game.
Today's game was not at the YMCA like last time. Most of his games will be played at a church near the Y that, unfortunately, is set up for a sort of half-court size of court because another game is being played on the other "court." Anyway, the kids probably liked it because it was a shorter court and they wouldn't tire out as easily.
And they had reason to tire out. I swear these 6th-grade boys give a new meaning to the phrase "fast break." Everything was quick-paced action. No time to set any plays up -- or those "picks" they just learned last week. Just bing-bang-boom back and forth.
I guess it worked. (Either that or Carter's new red-and-white wristbands were lucky.) The Rapids team pulled out a win this time -- 18-16!!
Carter did not score a basket yet, but had a few more chances than last week and, to his credit, tried. I will not be an official statistician but he did have 2 fouls and a few steals again. And, most importantly, he had fun.
Of course, the hoop dreams came to an end when we got home and it was time for homework and work-work. See, if we had a later game, that stuff could get done beforehand, and we could ride this high to bedtime...
Of Carter's 8 basketball games, 5 of them will start at 4:15 p.m.
For the average person, this still means getting out of work an hour early. For us commuters 50 minutes away, it means getting out of work waaay early. We had to hit the road by 3 so we were at the bus stop to get Carter at 3:50. He had to change into his basketball clothes in the car on the way to the game.
Today's game was not at the YMCA like last time. Most of his games will be played at a church near the Y that, unfortunately, is set up for a sort of half-court size of court because another game is being played on the other "court." Anyway, the kids probably liked it because it was a shorter court and they wouldn't tire out as easily.
And they had reason to tire out. I swear these 6th-grade boys give a new meaning to the phrase "fast break." Everything was quick-paced action. No time to set any plays up -- or those "picks" they just learned last week. Just bing-bang-boom back and forth.
I guess it worked. (Either that or Carter's new red-and-white wristbands were lucky.) The Rapids team pulled out a win this time -- 18-16!!
Carter did not score a basket yet, but had a few more chances than last week and, to his credit, tried. I will not be an official statistician but he did have 2 fouls and a few steals again. And, most importantly, he had fun.
Of course, the hoop dreams came to an end when we got home and it was time for homework and work-work. See, if we had a later game, that stuff could get done beforehand, and we could ride this high to bedtime...
Sunday, December 6, 2009
It's All Good
I had a terrible night's sleep last night and was almost ready to let it dictate my mood for the day. But, after attending a wake for a friend's father and then going to a fundraiser for a teacher with cancer, I realize I've got nothing worth complaining about.
It's all good.
Seriously, there are more important things than a good night's sleep, the perfect Christmas lights or a winning football team. And yes, I am writing this at halftime when the Vikes are getting their butts handed to them in Arizona, but I still mean it. Honest.
I feel blessed to have my health -- on the good days and the achy days. I feel blessed to have my family -- all their quirks and their unconditional love. I feel blessed for friends -- and was so glad to spend time with some today.
Those are the things that matter. Really.
So I will try to complain less and say "thanks" more. But don't expect it to happen overnight. (Not the way this game is going!)
It's all good.
Seriously, there are more important things than a good night's sleep, the perfect Christmas lights or a winning football team. And yes, I am writing this at halftime when the Vikes are getting their butts handed to them in Arizona, but I still mean it. Honest.
I feel blessed to have my health -- on the good days and the achy days. I feel blessed to have my family -- all their quirks and their unconditional love. I feel blessed for friends -- and was so glad to spend time with some today.
Those are the things that matter. Really.
So I will try to complain less and say "thanks" more. But don't expect it to happen overnight. (Not the way this game is going!)
Saturday, December 5, 2009
Deckin' the Halls
They say you can learn a lot about a person by the way they handle 3 things: a rainy day, lost luggage and tangled Christmas tree lights.
I can see their point.
Today was our family Christmas decorating day. The day we decked the halls... and the living room, the front deck and the roof line...
After fueling up on eggnog and warm cinnamon rolls, hubby was assigned to hanging the icicle lights outside and Carter and I were to trim the tree. Tangled lights were not the problem. We had other challenges.
Two years ago or so, we got new gutters put on the house. It was then we discovered our special clips to hold the outdoor lights in place no longer fit on the new gutters. So we went a Christmas or 2 with a dark, naked house. I didn't like it. So, unfortunately for Jim, I found bigger clips that hopefully would work. They did! But then the old lights didn't want to plug into the new ones to work. So Jim made the first trip into town to see if there was a cord adapter thingy. There wasn't. So he had to take those first strings down and start over. Sigh....
Meanwhile, inside... I discovered that 2 areas of our new-fangled tree with "built-in" lights were burned out. I could see a handful of bulbs in each area that weren't working. I was not about to replace all of them so I figured I'd throw a string of lights on the tree. What string of lights? You mean we have no spares? How could that be? So Robyn took the second trip into town. At least I came back with what I needed.
So I got the lights on and Carter and I decorated the tree while listening to Christmas music. When Jim was done outside and I knew the coast was clear, I then got the garland and red bows out on the front deck. I put the mistletoe up inside and then, with the annoying jingle bell in place on the door handle, we were done.
To cap off the day, we had planned to watch a Christmas movie of some sort tonight. I ended up getting my choice because about 2 minutes to 7 p.m. I saw the Hallmark channel was playing Mrs. Miracle, based on a book by Debbie Macomber that both my twin and I just finished reading this fall. So I call up Raylene and she had just seen the previews, too. So we sort of watched a movie together -- only apart. You know what I mean. I think we both enjoyed it!
Now it's close to bedtime and I will venture out to the living room one more time to enjoy the first of many quiet moments with our tree.
Did I mention I love Christmas?
I can see their point.
Today was our family Christmas decorating day. The day we decked the halls... and the living room, the front deck and the roof line...
After fueling up on eggnog and warm cinnamon rolls, hubby was assigned to hanging the icicle lights outside and Carter and I were to trim the tree. Tangled lights were not the problem. We had other challenges.
Two years ago or so, we got new gutters put on the house. It was then we discovered our special clips to hold the outdoor lights in place no longer fit on the new gutters. So we went a Christmas or 2 with a dark, naked house. I didn't like it. So, unfortunately for Jim, I found bigger clips that hopefully would work. They did! But then the old lights didn't want to plug into the new ones to work. So Jim made the first trip into town to see if there was a cord adapter thingy. There wasn't. So he had to take those first strings down and start over. Sigh....
Meanwhile, inside... I discovered that 2 areas of our new-fangled tree with "built-in" lights were burned out. I could see a handful of bulbs in each area that weren't working. I was not about to replace all of them so I figured I'd throw a string of lights on the tree. What string of lights? You mean we have no spares? How could that be? So Robyn took the second trip into town. At least I came back with what I needed.So I got the lights on and Carter and I decorated the tree while listening to Christmas music. When Jim was done outside and I knew the coast was clear, I then got the garland and red bows out on the front deck. I put the mistletoe up inside and then, with the annoying jingle bell in place on the door handle, we were done.
To cap off the day, we had planned to watch a Christmas movie of some sort tonight. I ended up getting my choice because about 2 minutes to 7 p.m. I saw the Hallmark channel was playing Mrs. Miracle, based on a book by Debbie Macomber that both my twin and I just finished reading this fall. So I call up Raylene and she had just seen the previews, too. So we sort of watched a movie together -- only apart. You know what I mean. I think we both enjoyed it!
Now it's close to bedtime and I will venture out to the living room one more time to enjoy the first of many quiet moments with our tree.
Did I mention I love Christmas?Friday, December 4, 2009
Week in Review
Super-Sized: I just had to take a picture of Carter and his new band instrument! This is only a three-fourth's size tuba, he says, so I can only imagine what the full size one is like. Not something you want to haul back and forth on the bus 3 days a week. But you know, he's not too bad at it.Gearhead: I may have taken my love for Fonzie a little too far. After my magical but firm "touch" on the hood didn't get the headlight to come on, we relented and bought a replacement bulb. I then, with the help of my lovely assistant, changed the headlight! Yes, I am gearhead (even though hubby claims he could have done it if he had smaller fingers. Whatever! Just hold the flashlight where I tell ya, hon!)
Double Trouble: We had some more "restructuring" at work this week and now Jim and I have the same boss -- which hasn't happened since way back in our newspaper days. Our poor boss. I told him he was blessed to have both Austins on his team. It's sort of like a Christmas gift (that you'd love to return, but can't!). Oh well, at least for today we are both employed :)
Hooping it Up: After Monday's blowout, this POA (Parent Of Athlete) was relieved that Carter's basketball team actually learned some plays (well, at least how to set a pick) during practice on Tuesday. To help Carter see some of this in action, we've also attended hoops games at Assumption High School the last two nights. The boys played yesterday and he got to see his cousin Colin play, and tonight we watched the girls stomp in a 70-34 win. When he wasn't talking with his friends, we hope he saw, maybe learned, something. If not, we'll keep trying. We've got season passes, after all.
Chill Out: I was scolded (with love, of course) yesterday for not wearing a coat. I guess in my pea brain, I'm still thinking it's October or November or something. But today December definitely showed itself. I had to break down and wear a coat when I heard it was 19 degrees out with a windchill of 12. Even us gearheads aren't necessarily that tough all the time!
Thursday, December 3, 2009
Thanksgiving Proclamation
I found the following "official document" rolled up in Carter's backpack. Yes, I realize it's now a week past Thanksgiving. But I think it's worth sharing...
As the year of 2009 is coming to a close, I feel it would be necessary to be thankful for the many blessing I have received. This Thanksgiving will be one to really think about my blessings.
I am thankful for food, clothes, and a new roof over my head. They have kept me living, so I'm thankful for all of that. I'm also thankful for having good friends.
My family means comfort and humor. Getting together every Thanksgiving brings us closer and brings love.
I look forward to eating dinner with my family this Thanksgiving, and being thankful for everything I have, and getting together with the best family in the whole world!
Whereas, I Carter Austin, proclaim this November 26, 2009, as a day to give thanks for the blessings of the year 2009.
Thanksgiving Proclamation
As the year of 2009 is coming to a close, I feel it would be necessary to be thankful for the many blessing I have received. This Thanksgiving will be one to really think about my blessings.
I am thankful for food, clothes, and a new roof over my head. They have kept me living, so I'm thankful for all of that. I'm also thankful for having good friends.
My family means comfort and humor. Getting together every Thanksgiving brings us closer and brings love.
I look forward to eating dinner with my family this Thanksgiving, and being thankful for everything I have, and getting together with the best family in the whole world!
Whereas, I Carter Austin, proclaim this November 26, 2009, as a day to give thanks for the blessings of the year 2009.
Wednesday, December 2, 2009
Tooting His Own Horn
Carter informed us today that he is going to tackle the tuba as well as the trumpet for the sixth-grade band.
As he tells it, the band teacher brought in a "three-fourths tuba" and let the students give it a try. After being declared the "best in the class," the teacher said Carter could take the instrument home to practice it. "Honest, Mom, even Joey was impressed and he plays the baritone, which is the closest thing to a tuba!"
So after he tells me his plan to bring home the three-fourths' sized tuba on Friday and carry it -- along with his trumpet -- to school on Monday, he says I can "spread the word." I'm not sure who cares about his band adventures except for Daddy and me (and that may be a stretch some days), but what better place to "spread the word" than in my blog?
Yes, you lucky readers now have access to exclusive, breaking band news!
And here you thought your day was going down hill! You can always count on me and/or the other idget (I better specify, the young one) living under our roof to provide some entertainment :)
As he tells it, the band teacher brought in a "three-fourths tuba" and let the students give it a try. After being declared the "best in the class," the teacher said Carter could take the instrument home to practice it. "Honest, Mom, even Joey was impressed and he plays the baritone, which is the closest thing to a tuba!"
So after he tells me his plan to bring home the three-fourths' sized tuba on Friday and carry it -- along with his trumpet -- to school on Monday, he says I can "spread the word." I'm not sure who cares about his band adventures except for Daddy and me (and that may be a stretch some days), but what better place to "spread the word" than in my blog?
Yes, you lucky readers now have access to exclusive, breaking band news!
And here you thought your day was going down hill! You can always count on me and/or the other idget (I better specify, the young one) living under our roof to provide some entertainment :)
Tuesday, December 1, 2009
Dough-cember
Hello, December. How did you get here so fast? In the back of my mind, I was thinking you were a long way off -- and I was way ahead of the game when it comes to Christmas shopping. Looks like we still have some dough to spend this month, but not much.
I failed to mention that while I was laying around Up North eating bon-bons and getting foot massages (I must have dreamt that), hubby was shopping with the big boys. We worked out a deal with the picky teenagers a few years back. Dad takes them shopping and tells them how much they can spend. They pick and choose. Dad pays and step-mom Robyn wraps.
We don't judge their choices -- whether they are a non-essential 80-dollar pair of shoes or a Pabst Blue Ribbon sweatshirt. They are getting what they want. We are guaranteed a merry Christmas (or something like that). Sometimes they do forget one or two items they picked out, so while it's not a complete surprise, it's good enough.
With shopping out of the way, we need to turn to other important things like decorating. I probably won't make Jim haul the tree up until Saturday. I kind of like to decorate it in daylight so I see where I'm putting everything. We also haven't put any of the outside lights up yet either. We're hoping the new-fangled clips we got at Wal-Mart tonight will fit on our apparently non-standard-sized gutters. Everything requires an extra purchase, doesn't it?
While we were at Wal-Mart getting "a few things," we also conceded that my Fonzie moves on the hood of the car have run their magical course and that headlight has to be replaced. Might as well throw one in the cart.
Have you seen those battery-operated candles you can place in your windows during the Christmas season? Cool! Let's get 4 boxes and try them out. Oh yeah, we need batteries (2 AA each!) so let's grab some of those, too.
Hmmmm.... It's no surprise we call it Dough-cember even when we're "done" shopping!
I failed to mention that while I was laying around Up North eating bon-bons and getting foot massages (I must have dreamt that), hubby was shopping with the big boys. We worked out a deal with the picky teenagers a few years back. Dad takes them shopping and tells them how much they can spend. They pick and choose. Dad pays and step-mom Robyn wraps.
We don't judge their choices -- whether they are a non-essential 80-dollar pair of shoes or a Pabst Blue Ribbon sweatshirt. They are getting what they want. We are guaranteed a merry Christmas (or something like that). Sometimes they do forget one or two items they picked out, so while it's not a complete surprise, it's good enough.
With shopping out of the way, we need to turn to other important things like decorating. I probably won't make Jim haul the tree up until Saturday. I kind of like to decorate it in daylight so I see where I'm putting everything. We also haven't put any of the outside lights up yet either. We're hoping the new-fangled clips we got at Wal-Mart tonight will fit on our apparently non-standard-sized gutters. Everything requires an extra purchase, doesn't it?
While we were at Wal-Mart getting "a few things," we also conceded that my Fonzie moves on the hood of the car have run their magical course and that headlight has to be replaced. Might as well throw one in the cart.
Have you seen those battery-operated candles you can place in your windows during the Christmas season? Cool! Let's get 4 boxes and try them out. Oh yeah, we need batteries (2 AA each!) so let's grab some of those, too.
Hmmmm.... It's no surprise we call it Dough-cember even when we're "done" shopping!
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