I suppose if I had thought ahead, I could have written a nice introspective retrospective of 2010. But I didn't. And with just 68 minutes left of the year, I don't think I am capable of deep thoughts right now. Just very full from an excellent dinner and tired.
Carter probably summed it up best anyway when we did our "shots" of eggnog a few minutes ago. "Thanks for the best year of my life!" he said. (This he says after sacrificing his New Year's Eve babysitting so our friends could join us and another couple out for an early dinner.)
I couldn't have said it any better myself.
Of course, we are blessed that way -- that somehow every year does get better. I think it's the company we keep!
Looking at the big picture, yes, it was a tremendous year. I was loved more and therefore able to love more... I was blessed more and therefore able to give more... You get the picture.
We asked our wise young man what was so great about 2010 that made it the best of his 12 years. He said the travel (Washington, D.C., and Florida) was fun, school is good and it was great to be on the baseball tournament team. "I really learned that you have to work hard to get what you want. You work hard, it pays off," he said -- I think referring to his improvement in baseball but really, giving us all a built-in resolution for 2011, don't you think?
All I can say is that as tough as it is to say goodbye to a great year, it sure is easy to welcome in a new one that promises to be filled with just as many blessings or, if life's trend continues, even more!
I hope you can take a minute before the clock strikes 12 to recall the many blessings God bestowed upon you this year.
Happy New Year!
Friday, December 31, 2010
Thursday, December 30, 2010
Having Resolve
I seriously need to get back to work. I have found myself -- on more than one occasion in the past 2 weeks -- suddenly on the couch 20 minutes into some show on the Game Show Network.
It is a major time waster. But it is awesome! I can see the old Match Game shows, filled with entertaining innuendo and cigarette smoke, and newer shows that keep my brain tuned.
Carter and I have watched several episodes of a word game called Chain Reaction (I think) where contestants get the first letter of a word and see how it transforms into another word by changing one letter in each of the 3 words in between. For example, card to care to mare to mart to mark. (They're not this easy.) It definitely keeps my mind in gear so it doesn't turn to mush.
In real-life Chain Reaction, today's words would get from resolve to dissolve. I realize they don't have the same number of letters, but it's my blog so I can change the rules.
The resolve part is that I woke up and resolved to call my chiropractor and get in today for a back spasm/pain that has been bothering me on and off for 10 days. I should resolve not to shovel again but that's not gonna happen.
I also resolved that since it was perfect running weather -- temps in the high 30s -- I had to get out there. The weird thing is that my back has bothered me mainly when I am trying to sleep. Today I ran 4 miles and it didn't bother me for a second. I am really wired wrong, aren't I?
The dissolve part was, you guessed it, the snow. With mild temperatures yesterday, today and tomorrow, the white stuff is dissolving before our eyes. I love it! What a great way to end the year. Of course, it's going to be nasty by New Year's Day, but let's hold onto the short-term spring weather and enjoy it!
Speaking of New Year's, it crossed my mind today that time is running out if we resolved to do anything in 2010, or in this decade for that matter. I feel good that I worked hard, I played occasionally, I lost some weight, I found some more blessings to be thankful for... I did not, however, follow up on my resolution to get a firm start on my book. I still have 26 hours until the year officially ends. Can I do it?
I think I'll wear my editor's hat for a minute and give myself my first extension. After thinking about my resolve (or lack of it) a lot today, I am anxious to sit down at my keyboard and start pecking away!
I've got some inspired direction on how to transform nothing into novel. Again, they don't have the same number of letters. But again, it's still my blog, my rules!
It is a major time waster. But it is awesome! I can see the old Match Game shows, filled with entertaining innuendo and cigarette smoke, and newer shows that keep my brain tuned.
Carter and I have watched several episodes of a word game called Chain Reaction (I think) where contestants get the first letter of a word and see how it transforms into another word by changing one letter in each of the 3 words in between. For example, card to care to mare to mart to mark. (They're not this easy.) It definitely keeps my mind in gear so it doesn't turn to mush.
In real-life Chain Reaction, today's words would get from resolve to dissolve. I realize they don't have the same number of letters, but it's my blog so I can change the rules.
The resolve part is that I woke up and resolved to call my chiropractor and get in today for a back spasm/pain that has been bothering me on and off for 10 days. I should resolve not to shovel again but that's not gonna happen.
I also resolved that since it was perfect running weather -- temps in the high 30s -- I had to get out there. The weird thing is that my back has bothered me mainly when I am trying to sleep. Today I ran 4 miles and it didn't bother me for a second. I am really wired wrong, aren't I?
The dissolve part was, you guessed it, the snow. With mild temperatures yesterday, today and tomorrow, the white stuff is dissolving before our eyes. I love it! What a great way to end the year. Of course, it's going to be nasty by New Year's Day, but let's hold onto the short-term spring weather and enjoy it!
Speaking of New Year's, it crossed my mind today that time is running out if we resolved to do anything in 2010, or in this decade for that matter. I feel good that I worked hard, I played occasionally, I lost some weight, I found some more blessings to be thankful for... I did not, however, follow up on my resolution to get a firm start on my book. I still have 26 hours until the year officially ends. Can I do it?
I think I'll wear my editor's hat for a minute and give myself my first extension. After thinking about my resolve (or lack of it) a lot today, I am anxious to sit down at my keyboard and start pecking away!
I've got some inspired direction on how to transform nothing into novel. Again, they don't have the same number of letters. But again, it's still my blog, my rules!
Wednesday, December 29, 2010
Green Bay Day
The only bad thing about having to back to the dealership where we bought our Civic this fall is that we had to go Green Bay. At the climax of their football season.
Thankfully we were in the safety of our unmarked car today.
And just so you know, we were kind enough to point out Lambeau Field to Carter since he has never seen it in person. He thought is was neat to see the actual stadium but when we asked him if it gave him goose bumps, he said, "No." So that's a good sign anyway.
The real bad news about the trip was that they could not fix my lock/unlock remote on my key fob. That has not worked since we got the car but it's not every day we're in Green Bay or even close to it, so we have not had the opportunity to "swing by" until today. I guess they'll have to order a new one and we'll have to return in the next few weeks (preferably after football season).
The good news was that we made dinner plans to coincide with our trip. We went over to our friends Scott and Sandy's house in Wrightstown. We've worked with Scott for years (at the newspaper and our current employer) but usually the 4 of us only get together for golf outings. As a result, Sandy hadn't had the opportunity to meet Carter yet. We walk in and she immediately says he looks just like his dad. Hmmm... not the first time we've heard that!
Had a nice visit, good pizza and a fun time playing Family Feud and Price is Right on their PS3. No surprise that Carter could handle the remote the quickest. This old lady was out of her element (but I could yell answers pretty good from the "audience").
Got home pretty late but we were blessed with clear roads. A little foggy but no sleet or snow or anything treacherous. So that's good.
We just feel fortunate that we have been able to get together with so many friends and relatives during the holidays this year. What a treat that has been! And it's not over yet. We've got a few more days of vacation left and a few more people to see. It's another reason for the season and we like it!
Thankfully we were in the safety of our unmarked car today.
And just so you know, we were kind enough to point out Lambeau Field to Carter since he has never seen it in person. He thought is was neat to see the actual stadium but when we asked him if it gave him goose bumps, he said, "No." So that's a good sign anyway.
The real bad news about the trip was that they could not fix my lock/unlock remote on my key fob. That has not worked since we got the car but it's not every day we're in Green Bay or even close to it, so we have not had the opportunity to "swing by" until today. I guess they'll have to order a new one and we'll have to return in the next few weeks (preferably after football season).
The good news was that we made dinner plans to coincide with our trip. We went over to our friends Scott and Sandy's house in Wrightstown. We've worked with Scott for years (at the newspaper and our current employer) but usually the 4 of us only get together for golf outings. As a result, Sandy hadn't had the opportunity to meet Carter yet. We walk in and she immediately says he looks just like his dad. Hmmm... not the first time we've heard that!
Had a nice visit, good pizza and a fun time playing Family Feud and Price is Right on their PS3. No surprise that Carter could handle the remote the quickest. This old lady was out of her element (but I could yell answers pretty good from the "audience").
Got home pretty late but we were blessed with clear roads. A little foggy but no sleet or snow or anything treacherous. So that's good.
We just feel fortunate that we have been able to get together with so many friends and relatives during the holidays this year. What a treat that has been! And it's not over yet. We've got a few more days of vacation left and a few more people to see. It's another reason for the season and we like it!
Tuesday, December 28, 2010
Play Dates
I remember when Carter was little and we'd occasionally get together with other kids for "play dates" -- basically an often unheard of point in both of the moms' schedules that was free.
I discovered something today: You are never too old for play dates. Oh, I don't mean Carter. I mean me!
I had my Scrap Sister Jenny over for a few hours today to play, er scrapbook, and, you guessed it, share each other's Cricut cartridges as needed. We both got some pages done and had a nice visit, too, which is the main reason we scrap with friends!
After she left, I didn't get a whole lot accomplished. But I guess that's just because I set the bar so high to begin with!
Made an early supper so we could watch some Tuesday Night Football. Sounds weird, doesn't it? And it is. Not only has the Viking season been a huge disappointment this year, it has been a whacky one, too, with the weird schedule and location changes at the end here. Not to mention the collapse of the Dome.
With that said, the Vikes are doing much better tonight than I expected. I have liked Joe Webb since I saw video of him at training camp with his incredible vertical leap! He's going to be pretty OK. All we can say (and have been able to say for many weeks) is that there's always next year!
I won't care what "date" they play, just so they start winning!
I discovered something today: You are never too old for play dates. Oh, I don't mean Carter. I mean me!
I had my Scrap Sister Jenny over for a few hours today to play, er scrapbook, and, you guessed it, share each other's Cricut cartridges as needed. We both got some pages done and had a nice visit, too, which is the main reason we scrap with friends!
After she left, I didn't get a whole lot accomplished. But I guess that's just because I set the bar so high to begin with!
Made an early supper so we could watch some Tuesday Night Football. Sounds weird, doesn't it? And it is. Not only has the Viking season been a huge disappointment this year, it has been a whacky one, too, with the weird schedule and location changes at the end here. Not to mention the collapse of the Dome.
With that said, the Vikes are doing much better tonight than I expected. I have liked Joe Webb since I saw video of him at training camp with his incredible vertical leap! He's going to be pretty OK. All we can say (and have been able to say for many weeks) is that there's always next year!
I won't care what "date" they play, just so they start winning!
Monday, December 27, 2010
Mastering Mondays
I've never been a fan of Mondays but I realize now it is all in how you approach them. For example, if you do not set an alarm and you do sleep in, then proceed to enjoy yourself for the day, it is really much more than tolerable!
And that was my day in a nutshell...
First thing this morning, Daddy took Sylvester to the vet for her annual checkup. She is a perfectly healthy cat in "great shape," he said. Excellent! They did have to take some blood for "senior tests" now that she is over the age of 6, so we hope we do not hear anything bad from the doc tomorrow. Apparently, though, our indoor princess is still traumatized by the trip out of the house. She has sort of been napping/hiding in the same place since she got home. Poor girl. I hope she didn't faint or anything. That seems to be going around.
Jim had to go to the eye doctor at noon so I went into town with him. He had new lenses (with bifocals!!) put in his same frames so he had to leave them there for an hour. Sounds like the perfect setup for a lunch date! It was. We ate at El Mezcal, a Mexican joint that several friends and family members had recommended, but we just never got there. Worth waiting for, though! Generous portions and yummy food. And, since we were on a "date," we shared a bowl of fried ice cream for dessert. M-m-m. Yes, it is past 9:30 and I am still not hungry! Good stuff.
After picking up his glasses, we came home and it was Carter's turn for Momma time. We watched Drumline -- one of several DVDs he got for Christmas. He absolutely loves that movie and is inspired to do even better in band. So he was excited to share that with me. While I was watching, I managed to price a pile of his clothes for the spring garage sale, too. Multi-tasking at its finest!
When the movie was done, I was due for some one-on-one time with my Cricut. I finally got photo paper so I printed out the January 2010 pictures I needed, and started scrapping! I only got 3 pages done, but I can tell you, with this magical machine's help, this book is going to be awesome!
Tonight the guys went to the batting cage (yes, indoor) for awhile so I could have kept on scrapping... or I could have watched any Christmas movie I wanted... or I could actually get a few time-consuming things off my to-do listed. Sigh... I had to get those done and over with so I parked in front of the computer and took care of a few work things on my websites then proceeded to burn 5 CDs worth of images that had been sitting on our computer for months.
Amazingly now the computer runs faster. Go figure. I knew I had to do that -- just never made the time. Next will be the 5 months of pictures still on my camera. Not tonight, though. The guys are back and I'm thinking I might have room for a little Peppermint Ice Cream.
Just a little to top off a great Monday!
And that was my day in a nutshell...
First thing this morning, Daddy took Sylvester to the vet for her annual checkup. She is a perfectly healthy cat in "great shape," he said. Excellent! They did have to take some blood for "senior tests" now that she is over the age of 6, so we hope we do not hear anything bad from the doc tomorrow. Apparently, though, our indoor princess is still traumatized by the trip out of the house. She has sort of been napping/hiding in the same place since she got home. Poor girl. I hope she didn't faint or anything. That seems to be going around.
Jim had to go to the eye doctor at noon so I went into town with him. He had new lenses (with bifocals!!) put in his same frames so he had to leave them there for an hour. Sounds like the perfect setup for a lunch date! It was. We ate at El Mezcal, a Mexican joint that several friends and family members had recommended, but we just never got there. Worth waiting for, though! Generous portions and yummy food. And, since we were on a "date," we shared a bowl of fried ice cream for dessert. M-m-m. Yes, it is past 9:30 and I am still not hungry! Good stuff.
After picking up his glasses, we came home and it was Carter's turn for Momma time. We watched Drumline -- one of several DVDs he got for Christmas. He absolutely loves that movie and is inspired to do even better in band. So he was excited to share that with me. While I was watching, I managed to price a pile of his clothes for the spring garage sale, too. Multi-tasking at its finest!
When the movie was done, I was due for some one-on-one time with my Cricut. I finally got photo paper so I printed out the January 2010 pictures I needed, and started scrapping! I only got 3 pages done, but I can tell you, with this magical machine's help, this book is going to be awesome!
Tonight the guys went to the batting cage (yes, indoor) for awhile so I could have kept on scrapping... or I could have watched any Christmas movie I wanted... or I could actually get a few time-consuming things off my to-do listed. Sigh... I had to get those done and over with so I parked in front of the computer and took care of a few work things on my websites then proceeded to burn 5 CDs worth of images that had been sitting on our computer for months.
Amazingly now the computer runs faster. Go figure. I knew I had to do that -- just never made the time. Next will be the 5 months of pictures still on my camera. Not tonight, though. The guys are back and I'm thinking I might have room for a little Peppermint Ice Cream.
Just a little to top off a great Monday!
Sunday, December 26, 2010
Fox on the Run
It's always slightly alarming to get a phone call in the early morning that a wild animal is loose in our neighborhood. I say only slightly alarming because it's typical one of our husbands is doing something a little wild and crazy around here.
This morning, our next-door neighbor let us know there was a fox milling around between their yard and ours. Hubby tried to capture it right away -- with the camera, that is.
This little guy looks pretty mangy... and cold, too.
My theory is that he heard there were some foxes in our neighborhood and didn't realize 'til he got here that they were women instead of furry animals.
He didn't stick around long. He was out by our mailbox when a dog down the street -- a little dog at that -- frightened him away.
I don't know if he'll be back or not, but we thought it best we keep the garage doors closed when we don't need to use them, just in case he's seeking warmth or food. Or another fox. Rumor has it there is another one running around. Hubby got a picture of that one, too!
Aww, c'mon! I'm laughing WITH you!!
This morning, our next-door neighbor let us know there was a fox milling around between their yard and ours. Hubby tried to capture it right away -- with the camera, that is.
This little guy looks pretty mangy... and cold, too.
My theory is that he heard there were some foxes in our neighborhood and didn't realize 'til he got here that they were women instead of furry animals.
He didn't stick around long. He was out by our mailbox when a dog down the street -- a little dog at that -- frightened him away.I don't know if he'll be back or not, but we thought it best we keep the garage doors closed when we don't need to use them, just in case he's seeking warmth or food. Or another fox. Rumor has it there is another one running around. Hubby got a picture of that one, too!
Aww, c'mon! I'm laughing WITH you!! Saturday, December 25, 2010
Oh, Cricut Tree...
We woke up in something like Bizarro World this morning. Daddy and I were up before Carter! It didn't take him long to hear us, then we had to wake up the big boys and get going on the gift opening. Judging by first glance, I would say we all must have been very, very good this year!
The big boys liked their presents (especially since they picked most of them out), Carter liked his iPod and other gifts, Daddy liked our surprises for him and I did not mind the lack of surprises. I got MY Cricut! Thanks, Santa!
It didn't take long before the living room looked like Mount Wrapping Paper erupted! That was about the time Sylvester found her catnip in her stocking and added to the chaos. Gotta love Christmas morning!!
I do. Especially when Daddy makes breakfast. And especially when there are 5 of us here to eat it! The big boys had to leave by 11 to go with their mom to her parents. I was just glad we had a good evening and morning with them. I miss that.
After they left, I went for a 4-mile run in the life-size snowglobe we live in. It was awesome! Big flakes falling the whole time. I felt like Snoopy as I stuck my tongue out catching them.
I'm sure the highlight of everyone's day around here was my demonstration of how the Cricut works. Hubby says, "How long do I have to pretend to be interested?" What a good sport. At least I know I won't have to share it with him. (As if that was a remote possibility.)
The rest of the day and evening was all about family fun for the 3 of us. Watched Bill Murray's Scrooged movie together then, after supper, I dragged out my old Tripoly game and taught those 2 how to play one of my childhood favorites. I don't even mind that I came in last. I just like sharing with them one of the games we (us 4 younger kids) played for hours and hours during our Christmas breaks. I bet you anything (if I had any chips left, that is) that Ron, Rachel and Raylene are reading this and jealous they couldn't be a part of it!
And, true to form, we played until we were staying up way later than anticipated. Not that it matters. I believe we're supposed to be celebrating Jesus' birthday all day ... and we haven't even gotten to the cake yet! (Do we have cake??)
Sure, I thanked Santa for my material gifts. But thank you, Jesus, for all the true gifts that made today special!
Hope your Christmas was filled with blessings of love, family and fun, too!
The big boys liked their presents (especially since they picked most of them out), Carter liked his iPod and other gifts, Daddy liked our surprises for him and I did not mind the lack of surprises. I got MY Cricut! Thanks, Santa!
It didn't take long before the living room looked like Mount Wrapping Paper erupted! That was about the time Sylvester found her catnip in her stocking and added to the chaos. Gotta love Christmas morning!!
I do. Especially when Daddy makes breakfast. And especially when there are 5 of us here to eat it! The big boys had to leave by 11 to go with their mom to her parents. I was just glad we had a good evening and morning with them. I miss that.
After they left, I went for a 4-mile run in the life-size snowglobe we live in. It was awesome! Big flakes falling the whole time. I felt like Snoopy as I stuck my tongue out catching them.
I'm sure the highlight of everyone's day around here was my demonstration of how the Cricut works. Hubby says, "How long do I have to pretend to be interested?" What a good sport. At least I know I won't have to share it with him. (As if that was a remote possibility.)
The rest of the day and evening was all about family fun for the 3 of us. Watched Bill Murray's Scrooged movie together then, after supper, I dragged out my old Tripoly game and taught those 2 how to play one of my childhood favorites. I don't even mind that I came in last. I just like sharing with them one of the games we (us 4 younger kids) played for hours and hours during our Christmas breaks. I bet you anything (if I had any chips left, that is) that Ron, Rachel and Raylene are reading this and jealous they couldn't be a part of it!
And, true to form, we played until we were staying up way later than anticipated. Not that it matters. I believe we're supposed to be celebrating Jesus' birthday all day ... and we haven't even gotten to the cake yet! (Do we have cake??)
Sure, I thanked Santa for my material gifts. But thank you, Jesus, for all the true gifts that made today special!
Hope your Christmas was filled with blessings of love, family and fun, too!
Friday, December 24, 2010
A Christmas Story
As the guys gather around the TV to watch the Christmas Story movie for probably the first of many times this weekend, I am anxiously waiting for them all to go to bed so I can play Santa -- just one of the highlights of Christmas Eve!
One of my favorites, of course, is attending the Christmas Eve church service. Carter and I went to the 1 p.m. service and enjoyed a lot of singing, hearing the real Christmas Story and lighting candles for Silent Night. Yes, even during the afternoon, it is a moving experience to sing by candlelight.
After church, we came home, loaded up the car and went to my in-laws' in town for Christmas Eve dinner. Had yummy food (too much) and then opened gifts. We exchanged names among us adults. My sister-in-law had me and got me 2 font cartridges for that Cricut I think Santa is bringing me in the morning. I'm getting excited!
Had a fun time visiting and watching the "boys" interact. They are not little kids anymore. They eat more, take up more space ... but yet open fewer presents (thanks to the invention of gift cards, I guess).
Tonight the big boys are staying overnight so we can open up presents in the morning. Clay is already in bed, Carter just set out cookies and eggnog for Santa (lucky Santa) and Casey and Daddy will probably stay up until this version of Ralphie's story gets done. Hopefully not too long. This Santa already has eaten the sugarplums and needs some sleep!
At least there is room at this "inn" and warm, soft beds for us all. We certainly have it better than some had it 2,000+ years ago and even today. Hope you feel as blessed this Christmas!
One of my favorites, of course, is attending the Christmas Eve church service. Carter and I went to the 1 p.m. service and enjoyed a lot of singing, hearing the real Christmas Story and lighting candles for Silent Night. Yes, even during the afternoon, it is a moving experience to sing by candlelight.
After church, we came home, loaded up the car and went to my in-laws' in town for Christmas Eve dinner. Had yummy food (too much) and then opened gifts. We exchanged names among us adults. My sister-in-law had me and got me 2 font cartridges for that Cricut I think Santa is bringing me in the morning. I'm getting excited!
Had a fun time visiting and watching the "boys" interact. They are not little kids anymore. They eat more, take up more space ... but yet open fewer presents (thanks to the invention of gift cards, I guess).
Tonight the big boys are staying overnight so we can open up presents in the morning. Clay is already in bed, Carter just set out cookies and eggnog for Santa (lucky Santa) and Casey and Daddy will probably stay up until this version of Ralphie's story gets done. Hopefully not too long. This Santa already has eaten the sugarplums and needs some sleep!
At least there is room at this "inn" and warm, soft beds for us all. We certainly have it better than some had it 2,000+ years ago and even today. Hope you feel as blessed this Christmas!
Thursday, December 23, 2010
Christmas Crunch
I can see why people warn you about waiting 'til the last minute to do anything for Christmas. It's a zoo out there!
Today I did not get into town until after noon. I slept in until 8 again (this is becoming a habit I will hate to break when I go back to work), then got a 3-mile run in since it is quite mild out (mid-20s).
I dropped hubby off to have some Christmas cheer with some friends, then had to go into town to pick up an Assumption winter hat and sweatshirt I had ordered way back in the beginning of November with instructions: Please deliver before Christmas. Well I guess they technically got it done in time but I figured it wouldn't take 2 months so I sort of gave up on the idea of getting it in time. Now Carter will be even more spoiled!
While I was in town, I had to pick something up for my father-in-law's gift. Parents are very hard to buy for -- especially when they don't need anything or even mention they want anything! After I found something we hope is suitable, I made the mistake of stopping at Wal-Mart to "pick up a few groceries." Oh good grief, that place was a zoo! I should have known when I had to park a ways away that it was going to be packed with last-minute shoppers in a Christmas time crunch!
It took me way longer than I expected -- mainly because of the lines. But that's OK. While I was gone, Carter cleaned his room and closet -- organizing it and making a pile of clothes he has outgrown (anyone need any boys' Vikings clothes??).
I figured if he was going to be productive, I better, too. So I dusted and vacuumed in the basement and hit my Scrap Cave for a few hours. That will be an endless organization project, but I did get my 2009 stuff put away and got things set to start scrapping my 2010 album as soon as I get my Cricut in hand!
I do have a dilemma, though. I noticed my January 2010 pictures are missing. No idea where the box is but it is not with all my other 2010 pictures (or with 2009). So I can either order prints and pick them up at Walgreens (nightmare). Or print them myself -- but I am out of my photo paper so would have to go buy some at Wal-Mart (bigger nightmare).
Ugh. I knew I shouldn't have waited until the last minute! Why didn't anyone warn me?
Today I did not get into town until after noon. I slept in until 8 again (this is becoming a habit I will hate to break when I go back to work), then got a 3-mile run in since it is quite mild out (mid-20s).
I dropped hubby off to have some Christmas cheer with some friends, then had to go into town to pick up an Assumption winter hat and sweatshirt I had ordered way back in the beginning of November with instructions: Please deliver before Christmas. Well I guess they technically got it done in time but I figured it wouldn't take 2 months so I sort of gave up on the idea of getting it in time. Now Carter will be even more spoiled!
While I was in town, I had to pick something up for my father-in-law's gift. Parents are very hard to buy for -- especially when they don't need anything or even mention they want anything! After I found something we hope is suitable, I made the mistake of stopping at Wal-Mart to "pick up a few groceries." Oh good grief, that place was a zoo! I should have known when I had to park a ways away that it was going to be packed with last-minute shoppers in a Christmas time crunch!
It took me way longer than I expected -- mainly because of the lines. But that's OK. While I was gone, Carter cleaned his room and closet -- organizing it and making a pile of clothes he has outgrown (anyone need any boys' Vikings clothes??).
I figured if he was going to be productive, I better, too. So I dusted and vacuumed in the basement and hit my Scrap Cave for a few hours. That will be an endless organization project, but I did get my 2009 stuff put away and got things set to start scrapping my 2010 album as soon as I get my Cricut in hand!
I do have a dilemma, though. I noticed my January 2010 pictures are missing. No idea where the box is but it is not with all my other 2010 pictures (or with 2009). So I can either order prints and pick them up at Walgreens (nightmare). Or print them myself -- but I am out of my photo paper so would have to go buy some at Wal-Mart (bigger nightmare).
Ugh. I knew I shouldn't have waited until the last minute! Why didn't anyone warn me?
Wednesday, December 22, 2010
Doing the Most Good
Today was the kind of day that illustrated the true meaning of Christmas for me. Spent the day surrounded by the spirit of the season and didn't have to spend a dime!
Started off the day with the annual Golden Mass at Assumption High School. This service is held each year on the last day of school before the holiday break, featuring music by the high school choir and band, with attendees including all the students in middle and high school, plus parents and alumni.
My favorite part is when we all get to sing the Hallelujah Chorus together at the end. I still remember both the soprano and alto parts! My least favorite part is seeing them walk my son to the back of the room because, yes, he did not feel well. At least he didn't faint. Another kid (a high-schooler) did, though! What is in the water at that school of ours??
We convinced Carter he was OK to stay in school for the day -- partly because we knew it would not be a stressful day-before-break school day. And partly because we selfishly had lunch plans with our friend Christine and her family. (It's the second year doing this -- Golden Mass then lunch -- so it's practically a tradition!)
Did enjoy a nice lunch with her family. Just enough ribbing back and forth to make it seem like a family Christmas meal! Loved it!
This afternoon, I went over to my friend Becky's house to visit and pick up some scrapbooking materials (she's my dealer). Had a nice visit. We realized we hadn't seen each other in person since baseball season. That's crazy when we live only a mile or so away from each other! So we reconnected... which is another wonderful part of the holiday season.
Hubby picked up Carter from school so he wouldn't have to ride the bus when he doesn't feel 100 percent. He was feeling better than this morning but still had some stomach issues. I think he's been one step away from the flu all week. Hopefully now that's he's off, he can get enough rest and bounce back.
He was well enough to go bell ringing with me. We had a 2-hour stint at the west-side IGA again. This time, we both wore Santa hats and looked irresistible to people with money. Or something like that. We did well and, as Carter pointed out, "People are so generous here!" At first I thought he meant at that particular store. He did. But he also meant in little old Wisconsin Rapids. "I don't think they'd be like this in New York City," he said. "They'd probably worry about someone stealing the red kettle."
OK, he does need to learn that big cities aren't all about crime. But I do agree, we had a good "spot" to do our Red Kettle service "doing the most good." They were nice, friendly folks. No one made fun our hats (and it was probably a good call to not wear any Vikings gear either). Whatever works for a good cause.
When we got home tonight we convinced Daddy it was time to play some cards. That's our Christmas vacation tradition. Daddy beat us both at Dirty Rummy, then beat me at 3 to 13. Yes, of course I let him win. We've got 10 more days together. We wanted to boost his confidence so he'll play again!
Hmmm. I probably shouldn't fib so close to Christmas. I hear somebody's watching me...
Started off the day with the annual Golden Mass at Assumption High School. This service is held each year on the last day of school before the holiday break, featuring music by the high school choir and band, with attendees including all the students in middle and high school, plus parents and alumni.
My favorite part is when we all get to sing the Hallelujah Chorus together at the end. I still remember both the soprano and alto parts! My least favorite part is seeing them walk my son to the back of the room because, yes, he did not feel well. At least he didn't faint. Another kid (a high-schooler) did, though! What is in the water at that school of ours??
We convinced Carter he was OK to stay in school for the day -- partly because we knew it would not be a stressful day-before-break school day. And partly because we selfishly had lunch plans with our friend Christine and her family. (It's the second year doing this -- Golden Mass then lunch -- so it's practically a tradition!)
Did enjoy a nice lunch with her family. Just enough ribbing back and forth to make it seem like a family Christmas meal! Loved it!
This afternoon, I went over to my friend Becky's house to visit and pick up some scrapbooking materials (she's my dealer). Had a nice visit. We realized we hadn't seen each other in person since baseball season. That's crazy when we live only a mile or so away from each other! So we reconnected... which is another wonderful part of the holiday season.
Hubby picked up Carter from school so he wouldn't have to ride the bus when he doesn't feel 100 percent. He was feeling better than this morning but still had some stomach issues. I think he's been one step away from the flu all week. Hopefully now that's he's off, he can get enough rest and bounce back.
He was well enough to go bell ringing with me. We had a 2-hour stint at the west-side IGA again. This time, we both wore Santa hats and looked irresistible to people with money. Or something like that. We did well and, as Carter pointed out, "People are so generous here!" At first I thought he meant at that particular store. He did. But he also meant in little old Wisconsin Rapids. "I don't think they'd be like this in New York City," he said. "They'd probably worry about someone stealing the red kettle." OK, he does need to learn that big cities aren't all about crime. But I do agree, we had a good "spot" to do our Red Kettle service "doing the most good." They were nice, friendly folks. No one made fun our hats (and it was probably a good call to not wear any Vikings gear either). Whatever works for a good cause.When we got home tonight we convinced Daddy it was time to play some cards. That's our Christmas vacation tradition. Daddy beat us both at Dirty Rummy, then beat me at 3 to 13. Yes, of course I let him win. We've got 10 more days together. We wanted to boost his confidence so he'll play again!
Hmmm. I probably shouldn't fib so close to Christmas. I hear somebody's watching me...
Tuesday, December 21, 2010
Winter Slow-Stice
I had to make up for my non-productive day yesterday taking care of Carter. But felt a little under the gun since this is the shortest day of the year.
Of course, looking at snow removal as my first task got me off to a slow start. I was proud of myself, though. I ran the snowblower all by myself without any help and even got all the shoveling done. I can tell you this -- I sure like it better when we all chip in. Good thing we didn't get as much snow as predicted!
With Carter feeling all OK now and hubby at work, I had the house to myself so after I finished some cleaning, I got to finish wrapping the few presents I had left in hiding. Then, I was honestly going to tackle another room and suddenly I got sucked into watching a Christmas movie on TV. Christmas Cupid or something like that. I'm not sure how that happened, but I couldn't control myself! Just had to watch it.
So that explains my slow progress. And, since I'm on vacation, who cares?
When Carter got home from school, I fed him quick and we headed into town for his last basketball game before break. They played against Nekoosa, a team they lost to by something like 20 points last time. This time, though, some more playing time was a big help and our Royals kept pace with them for the whole game. We trailed 14-10 at halftime, then came back and won 36-30. Yay! It was the 4th win in the last 5 games. The team is finally coming together and Carter now is more of a helper, too. He had a solid game with some rebounds and steals.
We celebrated by getting eggnog shakes on the way home. Not that we needed an excuse, right?
Got home and Carter had homework to get done while I, well, got sucked into another Christmas movie. 'Tis the season! Tomorrow is another day off and another day to tackle my list of things to do!
If I feel like it.
Of course, looking at snow removal as my first task got me off to a slow start. I was proud of myself, though. I ran the snowblower all by myself without any help and even got all the shoveling done. I can tell you this -- I sure like it better when we all chip in. Good thing we didn't get as much snow as predicted!
With Carter feeling all OK now and hubby at work, I had the house to myself so after I finished some cleaning, I got to finish wrapping the few presents I had left in hiding. Then, I was honestly going to tackle another room and suddenly I got sucked into watching a Christmas movie on TV. Christmas Cupid or something like that. I'm not sure how that happened, but I couldn't control myself! Just had to watch it.
So that explains my slow progress. And, since I'm on vacation, who cares?
When Carter got home from school, I fed him quick and we headed into town for his last basketball game before break. They played against Nekoosa, a team they lost to by something like 20 points last time. This time, though, some more playing time was a big help and our Royals kept pace with them for the whole game. We trailed 14-10 at halftime, then came back and won 36-30. Yay! It was the 4th win in the last 5 games. The team is finally coming together and Carter now is more of a helper, too. He had a solid game with some rebounds and steals.
We celebrated by getting eggnog shakes on the way home. Not that we needed an excuse, right?
Got home and Carter had homework to get done while I, well, got sucked into another Christmas movie. 'Tis the season! Tomorrow is another day off and another day to tackle my list of things to do!
If I feel like it.
Monday, December 20, 2010
Faint by Number
I failed to mention that the reason I had all this vacation time at the end of the year is that our paid time off is actually a combination of vacation time plus sick time. So I always save a bunch of days in the event I'm sick or Carter's sick.
Good thing I had today off or I would have had to turn around after a brief start in the office.
I got the call from the school at 8:05 a.m. (It's none of your business if I was still in bed or not.) The first words I hear from the school secretary is "Carter fainted." I wasn't sure if I was dreaming or if this was deja vu all over again.
It was sort of deja vu all over again...
This time, though, Carter wasn't alone. Apparently some girl fainted and then Carter, seeing her pale face, was down for the count, too.
I picked him up and had hoped to return him by midday. He had lots going on today, including a little field trip and a basketball game. He wanted to be in school but he just didn't feel any better. He complained of an upset stomach but that thankfully didn't develop into anything major ... yet.
He went to bed early so hopefully a good night's rest will get him back in the routine for tomorrow -- and braced for a little teasing.
At this rate, I don't even want to take a guess at what sort of nickname this kid is going to "earn" this school year!
Good thing I had today off or I would have had to turn around after a brief start in the office.
I got the call from the school at 8:05 a.m. (It's none of your business if I was still in bed or not.) The first words I hear from the school secretary is "Carter fainted." I wasn't sure if I was dreaming or if this was deja vu all over again.
It was sort of deja vu all over again...
This time, though, Carter wasn't alone. Apparently some girl fainted and then Carter, seeing her pale face, was down for the count, too.
I picked him up and had hoped to return him by midday. He had lots going on today, including a little field trip and a basketball game. He wanted to be in school but he just didn't feel any better. He complained of an upset stomach but that thankfully didn't develop into anything major ... yet.
He went to bed early so hopefully a good night's rest will get him back in the routine for tomorrow -- and braced for a little teasing.
At this rate, I don't even want to take a guess at what sort of nickname this kid is going to "earn" this school year!
Sunday, December 19, 2010
Silent Night
I bet my nephew Zach is enjoying a silent night this evening with just his girlfriend and the dogs around to make noise instead of 35 family members!
I finally did a tally of attendees and yes, nearly 3 dozen wild Hedbergs (which is redundant) stormed Osceola for the night! Whoo-hoo!
The morning after, we joined my sister and brother-in-law for breakfast at the restaurant next to the hotel so we could spend a little more time with them before they headed back to the airport and Texas. Also joining us were the host and hostess, along with my sister Rachel and my parents (who stayed on at the party house instead of driving home so late).
My dad shows up wearing that obnoxious yellow Packer t-shirt donated to him by his favorite son-in-law. Apparently, that really was the only thing he had to wear since they didn't pack an overnight bag. Desperate times call for desperate wardrobes, I guess.
We hit the road by 10:30, dropped the big boys off in town and were home by 2-ish. After a day with my wonderful family, it seemed so silent as we quietly went about our business of unpacking, assembling gifts (Carter's new Gold Gym pull-up bar) and checking fantasy football scores. We got some laundry going and I snuck out for quick 2-mile walk. I felt like a slug after so much travel sitting and "grazing," so it was good to get out in the crisp, refreshing air!
After supper, we delivered some Christmas cookies to Carter's former babysitters and that was the extent of our strenuous activity for the evening. Now Jim's on the other computer and Carter is reading and I am contemplating my list of things to do this week while I'm off.
I realize most people around here are watching some football game. We might check that later. For now I am going to enjoy the tree lights and, like my nephew, the silence.
I finally did a tally of attendees and yes, nearly 3 dozen wild Hedbergs (which is redundant) stormed Osceola for the night! Whoo-hoo!
The morning after, we joined my sister and brother-in-law for breakfast at the restaurant next to the hotel so we could spend a little more time with them before they headed back to the airport and Texas. Also joining us were the host and hostess, along with my sister Rachel and my parents (who stayed on at the party house instead of driving home so late).
My dad shows up wearing that obnoxious yellow Packer t-shirt donated to him by his favorite son-in-law. Apparently, that really was the only thing he had to wear since they didn't pack an overnight bag. Desperate times call for desperate wardrobes, I guess.
We hit the road by 10:30, dropped the big boys off in town and were home by 2-ish. After a day with my wonderful family, it seemed so silent as we quietly went about our business of unpacking, assembling gifts (Carter's new Gold Gym pull-up bar) and checking fantasy football scores. We got some laundry going and I snuck out for quick 2-mile walk. I felt like a slug after so much travel sitting and "grazing," so it was good to get out in the crisp, refreshing air!
After supper, we delivered some Christmas cookies to Carter's former babysitters and that was the extent of our strenuous activity for the evening. Now Jim's on the other computer and Carter is reading and I am contemplating my list of things to do this week while I'm off.
I realize most people around here are watching some football game. We might check that later. For now I am going to enjoy the tree lights and, like my nephew, the silence.
Saturday, December 18, 2010
Wild Things
What a wild and crazy day today! We were up early at the school by 7 a.m. so Jim and I could work concessions at the Cage Basketball Tournament.
Carter's first game was at 8 a.m. Didn't really get to see that. They ended up losing by 8 points to the Marshfield Sharpshooters. Since his second game wasn't until 11:30, I went home when our shift was done at 10 a.m., packed up the CRV for the Hedberg family Christmas and went back to the school.
The second game versus Blair-Taylor was a nail-biter. Carter had a couple of steals, too. It was fun to watch and even more fun that we won!! By only 1 point, too! Wild.
After that, we picked up Casey and Clay and left town. My nephew Zach and his girlfriend Liana were our Christmas hosts this year. In their invitation letter, they stipulated that this was going to be a WILD Christmas and we should dress WILD. It was up to each of us to determine what WILD was. I chose some black lounge pants with pink flames on them and hubby really walked on the wild side. He wore a Packers t-shirt! I know. That is as wild and crazy as it gets.
It was fun to see everyone's outfits and really cool to see my whole family -- including my sister Rayna and husband Paul, who flew up from Texas to surprise everyone! Yes, I was in on the secret. And yes, I somehow managed to keep my mouth shut! Will wonders never cease?
Had a good meal and fun evening doing our annual program. We have so much creativity and talent in my family. It's always entertaining.
After the program, we ate some more (naturally) and exchanged some gifts and played some games. Tonight, we are staying in the hotel in Osceola (where Zach lives). Somehow the time flew and it is after 11 already.
Now for me, you know that's wild!
Carter's first game was at 8 a.m. Didn't really get to see that. They ended up losing by 8 points to the Marshfield Sharpshooters. Since his second game wasn't until 11:30, I went home when our shift was done at 10 a.m., packed up the CRV for the Hedberg family Christmas and went back to the school.
The second game versus Blair-Taylor was a nail-biter. Carter had a couple of steals, too. It was fun to watch and even more fun that we won!! By only 1 point, too! Wild.
After that, we picked up Casey and Clay and left town. My nephew Zach and his girlfriend Liana were our Christmas hosts this year. In their invitation letter, they stipulated that this was going to be a WILD Christmas and we should dress WILD. It was up to each of us to determine what WILD was. I chose some black lounge pants with pink flames on them and hubby really walked on the wild side. He wore a Packers t-shirt! I know. That is as wild and crazy as it gets.
It was fun to see everyone's outfits and really cool to see my whole family -- including my sister Rayna and husband Paul, who flew up from Texas to surprise everyone! Yes, I was in on the secret. And yes, I somehow managed to keep my mouth shut! Will wonders never cease?
Had a good meal and fun evening doing our annual program. We have so much creativity and talent in my family. It's always entertaining.
After the program, we ate some more (naturally) and exchanged some gifts and played some games. Tonight, we are staying in the hotel in Osceola (where Zach lives). Somehow the time flew and it is after 11 already.
Now for me, you know that's wild!
Friday, December 17, 2010
One Down...
I did something a little crazy this week. I pretty much got 3 weeks' worth of work done in 4 days so I could have today off... and next week... and the week after, too.
Oh it sounds good, but Day One went by in such a flash, I can't believe it's over. I think because it was such a stressful work week leading up to it. Tack onto that our busy evening schedule of 4 basketball games plus Christmas caroling. And, well, I'm pooped.
Today was a big to-do anyway. As in big to-do list before tomorrow's big day. Besides getting some minimal (and I mean minimal) cleaning done, I had running around to do in town to pick up some groceries and the last gifts on my list. Yes, I have swiped my debit card for the last time this Christmas season! (For gifts anyway.) Yay!
Came home and wrapped the remaining gifts, then made some treats to sell at concessions tomorrow morning at the basketball tournament, then made a jello salad for my family Christmas party Up North tomorrow, then planned our part in the family Christmas program for tomorrow, then stared in disbelief when Carter walked in the door and school was already out! He ate a quick snack, changed into his uniform and off to basketball we went for a 5 p.m. game.
We played his comrades at West Junior High. They beat us by 16 last time and beat us by 18 this time. Carter did get some decent playing time and even shot twice. He missed both times, but at least he got a chance to put it up.
After the game, we all went over to Assumption to set up for the Cage Tournament. Mainly getting the gym situated and everything set for concessions, etc. We are hosting it so we are in charge. That took about an hour or so. Then we grabbed some Rocky's pizza on the way home and left just enough time to pack.
Whew!
I sure hope all of my days off don't go this fast!
Oh it sounds good, but Day One went by in such a flash, I can't believe it's over. I think because it was such a stressful work week leading up to it. Tack onto that our busy evening schedule of 4 basketball games plus Christmas caroling. And, well, I'm pooped.
Today was a big to-do anyway. As in big to-do list before tomorrow's big day. Besides getting some minimal (and I mean minimal) cleaning done, I had running around to do in town to pick up some groceries and the last gifts on my list. Yes, I have swiped my debit card for the last time this Christmas season! (For gifts anyway.) Yay!
Came home and wrapped the remaining gifts, then made some treats to sell at concessions tomorrow morning at the basketball tournament, then made a jello salad for my family Christmas party Up North tomorrow, then planned our part in the family Christmas program for tomorrow, then stared in disbelief when Carter walked in the door and school was already out! He ate a quick snack, changed into his uniform and off to basketball we went for a 5 p.m. game.
We played his comrades at West Junior High. They beat us by 16 last time and beat us by 18 this time. Carter did get some decent playing time and even shot twice. He missed both times, but at least he got a chance to put it up.
After the game, we all went over to Assumption to set up for the Cage Tournament. Mainly getting the gym situated and everything set for concessions, etc. We are hosting it so we are in charge. That took about an hour or so. Then we grabbed some Rocky's pizza on the way home and left just enough time to pack.
Whew!
I sure hope all of my days off don't go this fast!
Thursday, December 16, 2010
Interfaith Feud
Knowing that they were taking on Immanuel Lutheran this evening, some of Carter's basketball teammates joked, "Hey, we're playing some of your kind tonight!" Gotta love those funny Catholics!
As it turned out, our local Lutheran school is even smaller than Assumption, so they had a few 6th-graders play on their 7th-grade team so they could at least have a "bench." In a way -- since they were my people -- I felt bad for them, but it sure felt good to get a healthy win! Yes, 34-18 is quite healthy.
Of course, when we jump out with a 15-point lead, that also means our bench got extra playing time, too. Thus, the photo opportunities. (Finally.)
During warm-ups, Carter sure looks like he has hops. But he never did get a decent chance to shoot during the game.
Here he is waiting to rebound the free-throw. You can see there are plenty of 7th-grade boys who are taller than he is!
Here he finds someone his own size. You know what they say: Pick on someone your own size...
...especially if he steals the ball from you! This happened way too fast but that is Carter taking a tumble trying to get the ball back. Amazingly, he did not get a foul here. I don't think. I guess I was so happy to see him get right back up that I wasn't paying attention!
He was well enough to stay in and play some more anyway!
I was glad the coach gave him some extra time. He is feeling a little more comfortable -- and confident -- getting the ball and knowing what to do with it. This will be helpful since we have another game tomorrow night, plus tournament games Saturday, then games Monday and Tuesday.
The boys are pretty excited. I heard one of them say, "Just like that, we're 4-7!" I guess if we stay on a streak, we could finish at .500 or better since we have 2 games in January!
Of course, by then, my Lutherans may be ready for a comeback, too!
As it turned out, our local Lutheran school is even smaller than Assumption, so they had a few 6th-graders play on their 7th-grade team so they could at least have a "bench." In a way -- since they were my people -- I felt bad for them, but it sure felt good to get a healthy win! Yes, 34-18 is quite healthy.
Of course, when we jump out with a 15-point lead, that also means our bench got extra playing time, too. Thus, the photo opportunities. (Finally.)
During warm-ups, Carter sure looks like he has hops. But he never did get a decent chance to shoot during the game.
Here he is waiting to rebound the free-throw. You can see there are plenty of 7th-grade boys who are taller than he is!
Here he finds someone his own size. You know what they say: Pick on someone your own size...
...especially if he steals the ball from you! This happened way too fast but that is Carter taking a tumble trying to get the ball back. Amazingly, he did not get a foul here. I don't think. I guess I was so happy to see him get right back up that I wasn't paying attention!
He was well enough to stay in and play some more anyway!
I was glad the coach gave him some extra time. He is feeling a little more comfortable -- and confident -- getting the ball and knowing what to do with it. This will be helpful since we have another game tomorrow night, plus tournament games Saturday, then games Monday and Tuesday.The boys are pretty excited. I heard one of them say, "Just like that, we're 4-7!" I guess if we stay on a streak, we could finish at .500 or better since we have 2 games in January!
Of course, by then, my Lutherans may be ready for a comeback, too!
Wednesday, December 15, 2010
Angels We Have Heard on High...
The only thing I love more than listening to Christmas carols is singing them.
So I was excited to be able to accompany the confirmation students tonight on their annual caroling excursion to sing to some of our church members who are in nursing homes or assisted-living centers.
I was one of the drivers so I packed in a few extra kids in the CRV and we caravaned with another group down to Nekoosa, where we had two women to sing to and, basically, every other resident as well.
We regretted that we didn't have much time because of the travel time so we could only sing about 6 songs. We sort of walked around in the halls singing because so many of the residents came out of their rooms and sat in the chairs to hear us.
A couple things I learned. One is that we had two vehicles full of boys with just one girl and three moms. We need more of a mix next time so those low (sometimes out-of-tune) voices don't drown out the girl power.
Secondly, we need more time. I felt so bad that we had to desert those poor people while they were still calling out requests! I explained to Carter that some of these residents might not get many visitors and certainly not singing ones, so they really appreciated our visit. No matter how we sounded!
I guess, like me, they appreciate Christmas music in all of its forms. Whether we sound like angels ...or Alvin & the Chipmunks...
But they're pretty cute, aren't they?
So I was excited to be able to accompany the confirmation students tonight on their annual caroling excursion to sing to some of our church members who are in nursing homes or assisted-living centers.
I was one of the drivers so I packed in a few extra kids in the CRV and we caravaned with another group down to Nekoosa, where we had two women to sing to and, basically, every other resident as well.
We regretted that we didn't have much time because of the travel time so we could only sing about 6 songs. We sort of walked around in the halls singing because so many of the residents came out of their rooms and sat in the chairs to hear us.
A couple things I learned. One is that we had two vehicles full of boys with just one girl and three moms. We need more of a mix next time so those low (sometimes out-of-tune) voices don't drown out the girl power.
Secondly, we need more time. I felt so bad that we had to desert those poor people while they were still calling out requests! I explained to Carter that some of these residents might not get many visitors and certainly not singing ones, so they really appreciated our visit. No matter how we sounded!
I guess, like me, they appreciate Christmas music in all of its forms. Whether we sound like angels ...or Alvin & the Chipmunks...
But they're pretty cute, aren't they?
Tuesday, December 14, 2010
Worth the Wait
When I walked into the gym tonight and didn't see the other team there yet, I thought we were replaying Friday night when we "won" by forfeit. Part of me was happy to see we'd get another win. The other part thought it seemed too cheap to call it a win.
Luckily we heard from the opposing team -- Amherst -- and they were just running behind because their bus arrived late picking them up.
When all was said and done, it was worth the wait.
It was quite a battle on the court tonight. Really a physical game of pushing, shoving, defending and grabbing for the ball. The game stayed neck and neck all the way through, with only 2 points separating them at halftime. Carter did not play a whole lot. Mainly the bench was relieving the starters so they could catch their breath.
No matter whose kids were in there, all of us parents alternated between cheering (since we finally had a close game to cheer about) and biting our nails. In the end, we held onto our slim lead and won 47-43! Whoo-hoo!
What a morale booster for the team!
Afterwards, we raced over to the high school so Carter could play in Pep Band before the girls varsity game vs. Pittsville. We stayed for 3 quarters and then came home so Carter could get his homework done. I think he's having a tough time concentrating.
It's pretty exciting to be in the win column -- and deserve it!
Luckily we heard from the opposing team -- Amherst -- and they were just running behind because their bus arrived late picking them up.
When all was said and done, it was worth the wait.
It was quite a battle on the court tonight. Really a physical game of pushing, shoving, defending and grabbing for the ball. The game stayed neck and neck all the way through, with only 2 points separating them at halftime. Carter did not play a whole lot. Mainly the bench was relieving the starters so they could catch their breath.
No matter whose kids were in there, all of us parents alternated between cheering (since we finally had a close game to cheer about) and biting our nails. In the end, we held onto our slim lead and won 47-43! Whoo-hoo!
What a morale booster for the team!
Afterwards, we raced over to the high school so Carter could play in Pep Band before the girls varsity game vs. Pittsville. We stayed for 3 quarters and then came home so Carter could get his homework done. I think he's having a tough time concentrating.
It's pretty exciting to be in the win column -- and deserve it!
Monday, December 13, 2010
Streakin'
Well we knew it was going to come to an end sometime soon. Oh, I'm not talking about the snowfall. I'm talking about Brett Favre's streak of starting 297 football games.
There. I acknowledged it. Now I can move on.
Seriously, I do give props to anyone who can be dedicated to their job. I know several of us at work who haven't had a sick day in years. We don't get any recognition on ESPN. We just get our paycheck and, well, basically the company could just say, "We're even."
And we would be.
I do like streaks though. I like when my team (Twins, Vikings, Assumption Middle School, etc.) is on a winning streak. That's always fun but you know it's gotta end at some point. It just does.
At this point, I'd be happy if the AMS 7th-graders had some sporadic wins. No streak required. Just a real win now and then to keep those boys motivated.
We took a road loss tonight at Pittsville. Jim and I traveled from Iola -- way east of Rapids -- to Pittsville -- about 20 minutes west. Long drive on a cold day. We got there just in time to see the whole game, which included one point scored by our dear #13. He was 1 for 2 from the free-throw line and that was about it. Not much playing time tonight. They lost 45-33.
Ah well, tomorrow's another day and another game. We play Amherst, who we almost beat on their court. Maybe it's not too late to start a streak. I'll let you know how it goes.
I better go have some ice cream now. Would hate to break that streak! You ain't got nothin' on me, Favre!
There. I acknowledged it. Now I can move on.
Seriously, I do give props to anyone who can be dedicated to their job. I know several of us at work who haven't had a sick day in years. We don't get any recognition on ESPN. We just get our paycheck and, well, basically the company could just say, "We're even."
And we would be.
I do like streaks though. I like when my team (Twins, Vikings, Assumption Middle School, etc.) is on a winning streak. That's always fun but you know it's gotta end at some point. It just does.
At this point, I'd be happy if the AMS 7th-graders had some sporadic wins. No streak required. Just a real win now and then to keep those boys motivated.
We took a road loss tonight at Pittsville. Jim and I traveled from Iola -- way east of Rapids -- to Pittsville -- about 20 minutes west. Long drive on a cold day. We got there just in time to see the whole game, which included one point scored by our dear #13. He was 1 for 2 from the free-throw line and that was about it. Not much playing time tonight. They lost 45-33.
Ah well, tomorrow's another day and another game. We play Amherst, who we almost beat on their court. Maybe it's not too late to start a streak. I'll let you know how it goes.
I better go have some ice cream now. Would hate to break that streak! You ain't got nothin' on me, Favre!
Sunday, December 12, 2010
Winter Wonder-What-The?
I know those of us in the Midwest are sick of seeing the snow, as lovely as it is, but I had to post some pictures for the benefit of my sister in Texas -- just in case she ever second guesses herself for moving there! I doubt she does!Above, the snow looks so pretty as it falls Saturday afternoon. This was our view all Saturday and probably all during the night, too, though we couldn't hear it or see it...
...only saw what we woke up to! Needless to say, we did not make it to 8 a.m. church (or any later service). Carter's practice and Christmas program were called off, too. The plow finally came through mid-afternoon.
Our neighbor took care of our driveway, but Jim handled the "extra" areas -- with joy, of course, as you can see on his face.
Judging by the path (and unofficial measurements in the neighborhood), we estimate we got about 14-16 inches.
I didn't feel guilty for a minute. The snow was much wetter and heavier today so this old lady did not need to strain my back. Plus I was busy doing something important I'm sure... but I just can't recall what it was...
Probably watching replays of the Dome roof collapsing. What a mess! I guess Brett Favre will do anything to delay a game a day so he can keep his streak alive!
The weather even messed up St. Lucia's schedule. Typically, our Scandinavian Goddess of Light arrives Dec. 13. But somehow sensing our incredibly busy schedule tomorrow with work, school and out-of-town basketball, she arrived this afternoon. Jim got the book Dreaming of a Black Christmas by comedian Lewis Black and Carter got Toy Story 3. Naturally, we had to watch that right away (and cry again)! Awesome movie!
What did I get? I guess I'll say I got a free pass from shoveling for the day (but in all likelihood it's something I've been typing on for the past 3 weeks)!
It's the most wonderful time of the year...
Saturday, December 11, 2010
Inch by Inch...
So far, those darn weathermen are batting a thousand. They predicted snow and we got it. They predicted more snow and we are still getting it.
I hate when they're right.
We woke up to several inches on the ground and by the time hubby snowblowed and Carter and I took care of the decks, it wasn't long before it needed it again. We figured we were in for a long day playing that game, trying to stay ahead of too much accumulation, but then it stopped. For like 4 hours.
That fit into our plans just fine. We had friends in town from Colorado and had plans to meet them at a little get-together just a few miles away. Our road hadn't been plowed but once we got out to the main roads, it was plowed and OK. So we got to see our friends awhile and that was nice!
The wind picked up while we were gone so when we got home we had round 2 of snow removal. Now it has been coming down and looks like it won't stop until we get to 10 or 15 or 20 inches. So I did what any normal person would do on a night like this, made some yummy Eggnoggin' tea and plopped on the couch to watch 2, yes 2, Christmas movies in a row on Lifetime.
Oh yes, hard work has its rewards!
We'll see if tomorrow brings more of the same. I heard the Giants are having a hard time getting to Minneapolis because of the storm. Maybe the Vikings will get a win from a forfeit like Carter's basketball team did last night.
OK, it just feels like someplace froze over...
I hate when they're right.
We woke up to several inches on the ground and by the time hubby snowblowed and Carter and I took care of the decks, it wasn't long before it needed it again. We figured we were in for a long day playing that game, trying to stay ahead of too much accumulation, but then it stopped. For like 4 hours.
That fit into our plans just fine. We had friends in town from Colorado and had plans to meet them at a little get-together just a few miles away. Our road hadn't been plowed but once we got out to the main roads, it was plowed and OK. So we got to see our friends awhile and that was nice!
The wind picked up while we were gone so when we got home we had round 2 of snow removal. Now it has been coming down and looks like it won't stop until we get to 10 or 15 or 20 inches. So I did what any normal person would do on a night like this, made some yummy Eggnoggin' tea and plopped on the couch to watch 2, yes 2, Christmas movies in a row on Lifetime.
Oh yes, hard work has its rewards!
We'll see if tomorrow brings more of the same. I heard the Giants are having a hard time getting to Minneapolis because of the storm. Maybe the Vikings will get a win from a forfeit like Carter's basketball team did last night.
OK, it just feels like someplace froze over...
Friday, December 10, 2010
Time's Up
Now I completely understand when people who are retired or work part time or not at all claim they don't have time to get anything done during the day. Honestly, time goes way too fast and suddenly the day is gone!
I suppose it didn't help that I slept in today, but it sure felt good rolling over and seeing it was just about 8 a.m. Nice start to my day off.
After breakfast, I got the rest of my Christmas cards labeled and out to the mailbox, then hit the closet. I had 4 bags set to go to Goodwill and I managed to get 2 more out of that closet. Yay! I'm done in there for now. Of course, by the time I get that checked off the list and some laundry, it's almost noon already. What the heck?
I knew I had to get a good run in today because the weather probably won't allow it the next few days. So I strapped my "ice cleats" over my running shoes and away I went. It was not too slippery out and I managed 4 miles easily. I'm trying to convince my pedometer that 4 miles on snow should equal at least 5 miles, but it won't listen. Dang.
As long as I was hot and sweaty, I figured I might as well stay outside and decorate the deck. Nothing too fancy. I just wrap garland around it and hang red bows on the all posts. It's pretty (and will be buried probably after this storm).
After my shower, I went into town to drop off the bags at Goodwill and get some grocery shopping done. I get home and it's 3 p.m. already. Carter got home at 3:30. I fed him and took him to basketball. And there went my day.
I came home and waited for hubby to get home from work so we could ride to Carter's game together. This is the beginning of a busy hoops schedule. He has 7 games in the next 12 days. And that doesn't count his tournament games next Saturday. We got to his game a few minutes late and it hadn't even started yet. Then we found out why. The other team (from Marathon by Wausau) never showed. Basically, the boys "practiced" for an hour, waiting, but they still didn't appear. So technically we have our second win of the season!
After the non-game, we went to Pittsville to watch our nephew Colin and the varsity team play. My sister-in-law Sherry rode with us. The boys played hard but Pittsville killed them by nearly 20. Not good. Hopefully they can turn things around.
It's good to be back home. I see I left plenty of things on my "list" to do tomorrow! Something tells me I might be in bed again until 8 ... and I'm just gonna have to be OK with that.
I suppose it didn't help that I slept in today, but it sure felt good rolling over and seeing it was just about 8 a.m. Nice start to my day off.
After breakfast, I got the rest of my Christmas cards labeled and out to the mailbox, then hit the closet. I had 4 bags set to go to Goodwill and I managed to get 2 more out of that closet. Yay! I'm done in there for now. Of course, by the time I get that checked off the list and some laundry, it's almost noon already. What the heck?
I knew I had to get a good run in today because the weather probably won't allow it the next few days. So I strapped my "ice cleats" over my running shoes and away I went. It was not too slippery out and I managed 4 miles easily. I'm trying to convince my pedometer that 4 miles on snow should equal at least 5 miles, but it won't listen. Dang.
As long as I was hot and sweaty, I figured I might as well stay outside and decorate the deck. Nothing too fancy. I just wrap garland around it and hang red bows on the all posts. It's pretty (and will be buried probably after this storm).
After my shower, I went into town to drop off the bags at Goodwill and get some grocery shopping done. I get home and it's 3 p.m. already. Carter got home at 3:30. I fed him and took him to basketball. And there went my day.
I came home and waited for hubby to get home from work so we could ride to Carter's game together. This is the beginning of a busy hoops schedule. He has 7 games in the next 12 days. And that doesn't count his tournament games next Saturday. We got to his game a few minutes late and it hadn't even started yet. Then we found out why. The other team (from Marathon by Wausau) never showed. Basically, the boys "practiced" for an hour, waiting, but they still didn't appear. So technically we have our second win of the season!
After the non-game, we went to Pittsville to watch our nephew Colin and the varsity team play. My sister-in-law Sherry rode with us. The boys played hard but Pittsville killed them by nearly 20. Not good. Hopefully they can turn things around.
It's good to be back home. I see I left plenty of things on my "list" to do tomorrow! Something tells me I might be in bed again until 8 ... and I'm just gonna have to be OK with that.
Thursday, December 9, 2010
Pretty Slick
They must have smarter weathermen this winter because they seem to be right all too often. So yes, this afternoon we did get the 3 or 4 inches of snow they predicted. And yes, they were followed by some drizzling freezing rain that made for slick conditions.
I'm not a fan when they are right.
We did hustle out of work a bit early so we could get home and get Carter to basketball practice. Daddy kindly volunteered to take him so I thought, sure I don't mind. I hate driving in the winter (tough not to do in Wisconsin), plus I can start my 3-day weekend early!
I have tomorrow off. No real special plans, just a lot of items on my list of things to do. Basically, I had to take it or lose it. I would never want to end the year with left over vacation, would you? I have been holding onto a few days in case Carter was home sick or some other emergency came up. Fortunately, he's been healthy and so have I!
So I get set on the couch and watch some TV and wait patiently for the Schwan's man to arrive -- obviously hoping he is driving carefully out on the slick roads but still has sense to stop by! I am in need of a Peppermint Stick ice cream fix!
Oh did he arrive alright. And with the wrong answer!
We have a new Schwan's man and apparently he needs to be trained on my mint needs. When it's Christmas time, mint chocolate chip doesn't cut it. I need the holiday green stuff. But no. No Peppermint Stick ice cream left in his truck tonight. No Andes Mint Pies either. I told him this is why guys don't last long on this route. If they don't have mint for the mint freaks, they "disappear."
I pre-ordered 4 for next time. It's going to be a long 2 weeks! I wager I go to the dark side and buy some Edy's Peppermint ice cream. I guess that'll have to do for now...
Of course, that means one more (well, 4 more) awesome thing to look forward to at Christmas!
I'm not a fan when they are right.
We did hustle out of work a bit early so we could get home and get Carter to basketball practice. Daddy kindly volunteered to take him so I thought, sure I don't mind. I hate driving in the winter (tough not to do in Wisconsin), plus I can start my 3-day weekend early!
I have tomorrow off. No real special plans, just a lot of items on my list of things to do. Basically, I had to take it or lose it. I would never want to end the year with left over vacation, would you? I have been holding onto a few days in case Carter was home sick or some other emergency came up. Fortunately, he's been healthy and so have I!
So I get set on the couch and watch some TV and wait patiently for the Schwan's man to arrive -- obviously hoping he is driving carefully out on the slick roads but still has sense to stop by! I am in need of a Peppermint Stick ice cream fix!
Oh did he arrive alright. And with the wrong answer!
We have a new Schwan's man and apparently he needs to be trained on my mint needs. When it's Christmas time, mint chocolate chip doesn't cut it. I need the holiday green stuff. But no. No Peppermint Stick ice cream left in his truck tonight. No Andes Mint Pies either. I told him this is why guys don't last long on this route. If they don't have mint for the mint freaks, they "disappear."
I pre-ordered 4 for next time. It's going to be a long 2 weeks! I wager I go to the dark side and buy some Edy's Peppermint ice cream. I guess that'll have to do for now...
Of course, that means one more (well, 4 more) awesome thing to look forward to at Christmas!
Wednesday, December 8, 2010
Imagine
I was Carter's age when John Lennon was shot to death outside his New York apartment on Dec. 8, 1980. Just like he doesn't always pay attention to "current events," I was not aware that on that day we lost one of the biggest rock stars and artists in history. A man who influenced millions and continues to do so because of his songs and his message about peace.
I have always liked the song Imagine and his Christmas song Happy Xmas (War is Over). However, I was not aware that some of these "famous" quotes in history were said by John Lennon. But it gives you an idea who he was ...
“Life is what happens to you while you’re busy making other plans.” (It never turns out the way we expect, but we know that in the end, it's for the best, right?)
“As usual, there is a great woman behind every idiot.” (Oh boy, where to start with this one? Not in MY house, of course!)
“If everyone demanded peace instead of another television set, then there’d be peace.” (or demanded the latest smartphone or flatscreen TV... you name it.)
“A dream you dream alone is only a dream. A dream you dream together is reality.” (Sharing dreams with your best friend is the best part of marriage!)
“I don’t know which will go first – rock ‘n’ roll or Christianity.” (Now isn't that a sad prediction? Keep God first. You can always sing your praise to Him with a rock 'n' roll beat!)
“I’m not going to change the way I look or the way I feel to conform to anything. I’ve always been a freak. So I’ve been a freak all my life and I have to live with that, you know. I’m one of those people.” (It's taken pretty much a lifetime to love myself as I am for who I am. I'm not going to change now. I'm one of those people, too!)
“I believe in God, but not as one thing, not as an old man in the sky. I believe that what people call God is something in all of us. I believe that what Jesus and Mohammed and Buddha and all the rest said was right. It’s just that the translations have gone wrong.” (Amen.)
Every year we hear more and more versions of many of the same old Christmas carols. This one can't be duplicated. I invite you to read the lyrics of one of my favorites, Happy Xmas (War is Over), and then view the video. You're guaranteed to listen to the song differently going forward and, perhaps, appreciate what YOU have this Christmas!
Happy Xmas (War is Over)
So this is Xmas
And what have you done
Another year over
And a new one just begun
And so this is Xmas
I hope you have fun
The near and the dear one
The old and the young
A very Merry Xmas
And a happy New Year
Let's hope it's a good one
Without any fear
And so this is Xmas
For weak and for strong
For rich and the poor ones
The world is so wrong
And so happy Xmas
For black and for white
For yellow and red ones
Let's stop all the fight
A very Merry Xmas
And a happy New Year
Let's hope it's a good one
Without any fear
And so this is Xmas
And what have we done
Another year over
A new one just begun
And so happy Xmas
We hope you have fun
The near and the dear one
The old and the young
A very Merry Xmas
And a happy New Year
Let's hope it's a good one
Without any fear
War is over, if you want it
War is over now
Happy Xmas
And Happy Xmas to you!
I have always liked the song Imagine and his Christmas song Happy Xmas (War is Over). However, I was not aware that some of these "famous" quotes in history were said by John Lennon. But it gives you an idea who he was ...
“Life is what happens to you while you’re busy making other plans.” (It never turns out the way we expect, but we know that in the end, it's for the best, right?)
“As usual, there is a great woman behind every idiot.” (Oh boy, where to start with this one? Not in MY house, of course!)
“If everyone demanded peace instead of another television set, then there’d be peace.” (or demanded the latest smartphone or flatscreen TV... you name it.)
“A dream you dream alone is only a dream. A dream you dream together is reality.” (Sharing dreams with your best friend is the best part of marriage!)
“I don’t know which will go first – rock ‘n’ roll or Christianity.” (Now isn't that a sad prediction? Keep God first. You can always sing your praise to Him with a rock 'n' roll beat!)
“I’m not going to change the way I look or the way I feel to conform to anything. I’ve always been a freak. So I’ve been a freak all my life and I have to live with that, you know. I’m one of those people.” (It's taken pretty much a lifetime to love myself as I am for who I am. I'm not going to change now. I'm one of those people, too!)
“I believe in God, but not as one thing, not as an old man in the sky. I believe that what people call God is something in all of us. I believe that what Jesus and Mohammed and Buddha and all the rest said was right. It’s just that the translations have gone wrong.” (Amen.)
Every year we hear more and more versions of many of the same old Christmas carols. This one can't be duplicated. I invite you to read the lyrics of one of my favorites, Happy Xmas (War is Over), and then view the video. You're guaranteed to listen to the song differently going forward and, perhaps, appreciate what YOU have this Christmas!
Happy Xmas (War is Over)
So this is Xmas
And what have you done
Another year over
And a new one just begun
And so this is Xmas
I hope you have fun
The near and the dear one
The old and the young
A very Merry Xmas
And a happy New Year
Let's hope it's a good one
Without any fear
And so this is Xmas
For weak and for strong
For rich and the poor ones
The world is so wrong
And so happy Xmas
For black and for white
For yellow and red ones
Let's stop all the fight
A very Merry Xmas
And a happy New Year
Let's hope it's a good one
Without any fear
And so this is Xmas
And what have we done
Another year over
A new one just begun
And so happy Xmas
We hope you have fun
The near and the dear one
The old and the young
A very Merry Xmas
And a happy New Year
Let's hope it's a good one
Without any fear
War is over, if you want it
War is over now
Happy Xmas
And Happy Xmas to you!
Tuesday, December 7, 2010
Sounds of the Season
OK, I missed Glee for a very good reason tonight. We very much enjoyed some LIVE sounds of the season this evening at the Assumption Middle School Band & Choir Christmas Concert.
The choir was up first and I had a total flashback to our junior high Christmas concerts! One of their numbers was Pacem. That was the first choir song we performed for the Luck Junior High Christmas Concert in 1980. Who remembers it with me? Dona... Nobis... Pacem... Mr. Nygren insisted we sing a Latin song because it would help us concentrate on reading the notes and not be all concerned about the words. Good tip from a great choir teacher!
Back to the present...
The band performed 4 songs and, not that I'm a biased parent or anything, they sounded awesome! Such a step up from last year's grade-school concert. Very, very enjoyable AND I could even hear some of Carter's low brass parts on the baritone. I didn't get any pictures since it was a packed gymnasium and we were too far away, but I did video it and may get that loaded one of these days. It'll definitely put you in the Christmas spirit!
Now you know why I like the show Glee so much. I absolutely loved choir when I was in school (and obviously remember the songs) and now am looking forward to many more concerts starring, well featuring, Carter tooting his horn.
Hope you find a way to enjoy the sounds of the season!
The choir was up first and I had a total flashback to our junior high Christmas concerts! One of their numbers was Pacem. That was the first choir song we performed for the Luck Junior High Christmas Concert in 1980. Who remembers it with me? Dona... Nobis... Pacem... Mr. Nygren insisted we sing a Latin song because it would help us concentrate on reading the notes and not be all concerned about the words. Good tip from a great choir teacher!
Back to the present...
The band performed 4 songs and, not that I'm a biased parent or anything, they sounded awesome! Such a step up from last year's grade-school concert. Very, very enjoyable AND I could even hear some of Carter's low brass parts on the baritone. I didn't get any pictures since it was a packed gymnasium and we were too far away, but I did video it and may get that loaded one of these days. It'll definitely put you in the Christmas spirit!
Now you know why I like the show Glee so much. I absolutely loved choir when I was in school (and obviously remember the songs) and now am looking forward to many more concerts starring, well featuring, Carter tooting his horn.
Hope you find a way to enjoy the sounds of the season!
Monday, December 6, 2010
Two Peas
Carter often hears how he looks like Daddy but Carter and I share quite a few traits as well.
I can't decide yet if they are good or bad. I just know hubby is going to ruin his eyes one of these days for how often he rolls them due to something one of us does or says.
Like both of his parents, Carter does like to tell a story. I've seen some of his writing assignments and they are not too bad. Tonight, though, I saw him rewriting a paper that was turned in last Friday and now was marked up quite a bit -- including a side note that mentioned something about the lack of a plot.
"What happened here?" I ask.
"Oh, I just had writer's block!" he says.
Nice. Good to know he's already got that excuse built in!
He got the new story done and said, "OK, it's time for Peppermint ice cream, Mom."
Nice. Good to know he already has that built in, too! I mean seriously, very nice.
Sometimes it's not too bad being two peas in a pod.
I can't decide yet if they are good or bad. I just know hubby is going to ruin his eyes one of these days for how often he rolls them due to something one of us does or says.
Like both of his parents, Carter does like to tell a story. I've seen some of his writing assignments and they are not too bad. Tonight, though, I saw him rewriting a paper that was turned in last Friday and now was marked up quite a bit -- including a side note that mentioned something about the lack of a plot.
"What happened here?" I ask.
"Oh, I just had writer's block!" he says.
Nice. Good to know he's already got that excuse built in!
He got the new story done and said, "OK, it's time for Peppermint ice cream, Mom."
Nice. Good to know he already has that built in, too! I mean seriously, very nice.
Sometimes it's not too bad being two peas in a pod.
Sunday, December 5, 2010
Deckin' the Halls
It was a whirlwind of a day around here since we all were finally home for once! After church and Sunday School, I had to whip through my "Saturday chores" a day late so we could set up the Christmas tree!Yes, we converted long ago to an artificial one with built-in lights (that are starting to burn out) -- but our 4-foot wreath outside is real! During Thanksgiving weekend, Jim had already hung the icicle lights outside (that are starting to burn out), so it was my turn to get the indoors decked out.
First, I wanted to wrap the presents that have been taking over our bedroom in a huge pile. Got all those done -- including my Cricut so I guess I really do have to wait for Christmas to open it now! After that, Carter and I started hanging our favorite ornaments on the tree...
... while watching football of course. The Viking weren't on, but we kept seeing updates and were not too disappointed in this household when we heard Favre got knocked out of the game and T-Jack got to play. What a game! Now we just have to win the rest to finish at 9-7. ('Tis the season for wishes, isn't it??)
We got the tree decorated without any incidents...
... except when the tree almost ate Carter! Sylvester better look out. She's already been napping under there. Hopefully this year she won't attempt to climb it. She's way too big for that!
Plus, look at this pretty tree! I don't want it to fall over!
After the tree was done, we hung up a few more decorations and lights and called it a day. I'll get more done later this week. In the meantime, we have to celebrate our accomplishment with a shot of eggnog and some homemade Candy Cane Oreo Blizzards!
Oh yeah, we know how to deck the halls, alright.
Saturday, December 4, 2010
Runnin' in a Winter Wonderland
Well the weatherman was right, darn it. We did get a couple inches of snow as you can see from these first sights that greeted me this morning...
The good news was that the snow had stopped. So it was just a pleasant 22 degrees with a windchill of 16. Not a bad day for a run.
My next-door neighbor Niki came over at 10:30 and, armed with my lucky new Twins stocking cap, we headed to Stevens Point.Part of the fun of the Frostbite 5 is people dressing up in funky winter hats and full-blown Christmas costumes, too. Some creative -- and fast -- elves were on the scene. And a Mrs. Claus kicked my butt!
We were lucky because they got even less snow up in Point and some of the streets we ran on were perfectly clear. So I was feeling good at the start of the race. In fact, with sunny skies to boot, the first 2 miles went great and right on my pace schedule. Then we turned up the river road -- street following the banks of the Wisconsin River -- and we had a mile of snowy running. I hate running in snow. I'm a Nervous Nelly about slipping and falling. So that part slowed me down a bit.
I had a small sideache from mile 3 to 4 but I breathed through it. I knew my time would be slower than my best "practice run" but I was determined to finish close to it. And I did! I guess it's my best personal time for a 5-mile race since this was my first effort. So yay me!
Would I do it again? You bet. It honestly didn't feel as cold as I thought 26 degrees would feel. I somehow managed to wear the exact amount of layers to be warm but not too warm.
I'm pretty sure it was all the lucky hat *(:^)
Friday, December 3, 2010
Prep Work
I have been getting excited for my upcoming race -- which is suddenly tomorrow already. I did some training over the past month or so and, coming into this week, felt prepared to do OK for my first 5-mile race.
But that feeling has been dwindling a bit this week as I've kept an eye on the forecast. Naturally, a race called the Frostbite 5 should conjure up images of running in frosty temps and even rain, sleet or snow. But I wasn't thinking that. I was just thinking I would do pretty well (for me) with any temperatures -- as long as the roads were dry. Now it looks like we're going to get 2-4 inches of snow overnight and into the morning!
So the prep work sort of goes out the frosty window. Now I have no expectations of making good time. But I do expect I'll have one heckuva war story to tell! That should make it fun in a cold, wet, possibly slippery way!
Ahhhh, why do we do this to ourselves??
Because we can.
Carter said he is trying a new exercise regimen, too. This for a kid who loves ice cream as much as his mother ... and eggnog and Christmas cookies, too. I guess it's better to start before Christmas than wait until New Year's when you might have to dig out of a bigger hole.
His basketball coach suggested they do 100 push ups a day. I couldn't even do 100 in a week! I said I'd do them with him as a show of support -- but not until after my race! I don't want anything hurting tomorrow... except maybe my pride if I fall on my butt or my face.
But that just makes for a better story anyway, doesn't it?
But that feeling has been dwindling a bit this week as I've kept an eye on the forecast. Naturally, a race called the Frostbite 5 should conjure up images of running in frosty temps and even rain, sleet or snow. But I wasn't thinking that. I was just thinking I would do pretty well (for me) with any temperatures -- as long as the roads were dry. Now it looks like we're going to get 2-4 inches of snow overnight and into the morning!
So the prep work sort of goes out the frosty window. Now I have no expectations of making good time. But I do expect I'll have one heckuva war story to tell! That should make it fun in a cold, wet, possibly slippery way!
Ahhhh, why do we do this to ourselves??
Because we can.
Carter said he is trying a new exercise regimen, too. This for a kid who loves ice cream as much as his mother ... and eggnog and Christmas cookies, too. I guess it's better to start before Christmas than wait until New Year's when you might have to dig out of a bigger hole.
His basketball coach suggested they do 100 push ups a day. I couldn't even do 100 in a week! I said I'd do them with him as a show of support -- but not until after my race! I don't want anything hurting tomorrow... except maybe my pride if I fall on my butt or my face.
But that just makes for a better story anyway, doesn't it?
Thursday, December 2, 2010
Guardian Angels
There's been much media coverage this week about an unfortunate situation that occurred at Marinette High School. I know my family reading this normally gets Minnesota news, but they may have seen snippets of the coverage on CNN and, well, just about everywhere.
I followed the story especially close because I lived in Marinette for 4 years and still have friends there, including law enforcement personnel involved in the incident.
A teenage boy named Sam used a gun to detain a classroom and teacher for several hours before he killed himself when police stormed the room after failed negotiations. Prior to taking his own life, he shot the gun several times -- not at people -- but at items in the classroom. Of course, everyone is saying we are lucky no one else was hurt. But that's not entirely true.
Putting the hurt feelings of the classmates and teachers aside, can you possibly imagine the pain that Sam's grieving parents, siblings and every family member are going through? I can't even think about it without getting a lump in my throat. Then today, a friend of mine in Marinette shared the following blog post written by a woman named Sarah Kopf, a mom who had a chance encounter at the hospital with Sam's mother.
The Stranger and the Agony in Goodbye
Tuesday, November 30, 2010:
This morning, I walked down to the parent lounge, just like I do every other day, to get my daily coffee. I met eyes with a dark haired woman as I walked in. Her gaze hit me like a thousand pound weight. The pain in her eyes just washed over me. I accidentally overheard the conversation between this woman and another (the parent room is tiny) -- obviously distraught. New admits. (Three years into this, Nathan and I can read new parents and experienced parents from a mile away.) I heard the words “organ donor” and “brain injury” and “I just don’t understand why he did this to myself.” I was walking back to our room and it hit me: That is the mother of the boy who had held up the school and shot himself. My God… (I knew, based on the news reports, that he was down the hall in the PICU.) I tried to sit still in this room, but everything in me told me to walk back down to that room. Twenty minutes later when my coffee was finished and my heart was still aching, I did just that.
The woman was still sitting on the couch in tears. I apologized for walking in on them again and went to the coffee station. She said it was no trouble and said she appreciated a friendly face anyway. I turned to her, looked her in the eyes again, and said, “You don’t know me, but you look like you need a big hug. Can I give you a hug?” Another tear or two ran down in cheek. “Yes, definitely.” And so I gave her the biggest, longest hug I’ve probably given--- even to family. Her tears dripped on my neck, but I didn’t care. She said “My son is Sam, the boy…” And I stopped her and told her I knew that; I had figured that out based on what I overheard. We got talking. She expressed her pain and fear about going home to face her community and talked about how her two younger children, aged 11 & 13, were being affected by this tragedy. My heart absolutely melted for her, but I worked hard not to cry. I just let her talk. She struck me as a very warm hearted, sweet woman. It was obvious that she deeply loved her family. She told me she didn’t know how she didn’t “see it” and that she felt guilty as his mother. I told her the only thing I could think of, “He didn’t hurt anyone and didn’t want to hurt anyone. That is a testament to you as a mother. You couldn’t have predicted this. He internalized something; you wouldn’t have known. The solid lessons stuck with him. He only ended up hurting himself---and only God knows why. That is not your fault.” After we chatted a few minutes, she asked why I was in the hospital. I told her about Cole and about his struggle with cancer and cancer relapse. She looked me square in the face, her eyes lit up, and she said, “Does he need bone marrow right now? I can call downstairs and see if he matches.” I told her thank you, but no. (The fact that she was thinking of others at a time when her own heart was breaking was the one thing I’ll carry with me. Her son was downstairs in the O.R. having his organs harvested, and she was worried about MY son.) We talked a little while longer, I gave her another hug, passed along my deepest and most sincere condolences, and said goodbye. I left her with my guardian angel pin and also a coin that had the Serenity Prayer on it for in her pocket. She needed it today more than I did. God is already with me. I know He is with her too. I just hope she can feel it through her sorrow.
Quite a story, isn't it?
Dear God, please comfort both of these mothers and their families. And thank you for my "guardian angels."
I followed the story especially close because I lived in Marinette for 4 years and still have friends there, including law enforcement personnel involved in the incident.
A teenage boy named Sam used a gun to detain a classroom and teacher for several hours before he killed himself when police stormed the room after failed negotiations. Prior to taking his own life, he shot the gun several times -- not at people -- but at items in the classroom. Of course, everyone is saying we are lucky no one else was hurt. But that's not entirely true.
Putting the hurt feelings of the classmates and teachers aside, can you possibly imagine the pain that Sam's grieving parents, siblings and every family member are going through? I can't even think about it without getting a lump in my throat. Then today, a friend of mine in Marinette shared the following blog post written by a woman named Sarah Kopf, a mom who had a chance encounter at the hospital with Sam's mother.
The Stranger and the Agony in Goodbye
Tuesday, November 30, 2010:
This morning, I walked down to the parent lounge, just like I do every other day, to get my daily coffee. I met eyes with a dark haired woman as I walked in. Her gaze hit me like a thousand pound weight. The pain in her eyes just washed over me. I accidentally overheard the conversation between this woman and another (the parent room is tiny) -- obviously distraught. New admits. (Three years into this, Nathan and I can read new parents and experienced parents from a mile away.) I heard the words “organ donor” and “brain injury” and “I just don’t understand why he did this to myself.” I was walking back to our room and it hit me: That is the mother of the boy who had held up the school and shot himself. My God… (I knew, based on the news reports, that he was down the hall in the PICU.) I tried to sit still in this room, but everything in me told me to walk back down to that room. Twenty minutes later when my coffee was finished and my heart was still aching, I did just that.
The woman was still sitting on the couch in tears. I apologized for walking in on them again and went to the coffee station. She said it was no trouble and said she appreciated a friendly face anyway. I turned to her, looked her in the eyes again, and said, “You don’t know me, but you look like you need a big hug. Can I give you a hug?” Another tear or two ran down in cheek. “Yes, definitely.” And so I gave her the biggest, longest hug I’ve probably given--- even to family. Her tears dripped on my neck, but I didn’t care. She said “My son is Sam, the boy…” And I stopped her and told her I knew that; I had figured that out based on what I overheard. We got talking. She expressed her pain and fear about going home to face her community and talked about how her two younger children, aged 11 & 13, were being affected by this tragedy. My heart absolutely melted for her, but I worked hard not to cry. I just let her talk. She struck me as a very warm hearted, sweet woman. It was obvious that she deeply loved her family. She told me she didn’t know how she didn’t “see it” and that she felt guilty as his mother. I told her the only thing I could think of, “He didn’t hurt anyone and didn’t want to hurt anyone. That is a testament to you as a mother. You couldn’t have predicted this. He internalized something; you wouldn’t have known. The solid lessons stuck with him. He only ended up hurting himself---and only God knows why. That is not your fault.” After we chatted a few minutes, she asked why I was in the hospital. I told her about Cole and about his struggle with cancer and cancer relapse. She looked me square in the face, her eyes lit up, and she said, “Does he need bone marrow right now? I can call downstairs and see if he matches.” I told her thank you, but no. (The fact that she was thinking of others at a time when her own heart was breaking was the one thing I’ll carry with me. Her son was downstairs in the O.R. having his organs harvested, and she was worried about MY son.) We talked a little while longer, I gave her another hug, passed along my deepest and most sincere condolences, and said goodbye. I left her with my guardian angel pin and also a coin that had the Serenity Prayer on it for in her pocket. She needed it today more than I did. God is already with me. I know He is with her too. I just hope she can feel it through her sorrow.
Quite a story, isn't it?
Dear God, please comfort both of these mothers and their families. And thank you for my "guardian angels."
Wednesday, December 1, 2010
The Advent Conspiracy
I knew Carter was back to normal this morning when the first thing he wanted to do was rip open Door #1 on the Advent Calendar to get his piece of chocolate. Well, it is German chocolate (straight from the German Club at school) so I guess it's worth getting excited about.
When he first brought it home a few weeks ago, I warned him we'd be doing Advent a little bit differently this year. He's not just going to open the door, see what shape the chocolate is in, eat it and move on with his day. We're going to think a little more about what Advent is.
At my church, we are in the midst of an education series called the Advent Conspiracy. Sounds a little too controversial for a group of Lutherans who normally would only be up in arms if the coffee was cold or there was a "hotdish" with no hamburger in it. But that's not what it's really about.
Their website (www.adventconspiracy.com) says it best:
The story of Christ's birth is a story of promise, hope, and a revolutionary love.
So, what happened? What was once a time to celebrate the birth of a savior has somehow turned into a season of stress, traffic jams, and shopping lists.
And when it's all over, many of us are left with presents to return, looming debt that will take months to pay off, and this empty feeling of missed purpose. Is this what we really want out of Christmas?
What if Christmas became a world-changing event again?
You see, the "conspiracy" is that there is something more to Christmas than the Black Friday deals and the spiked eggnog at the company holiday party. There was something more -- long ago -- and now we have to find it again. And, along the way, figure out how to Worship Fully, Spend Less, Give More and Love All. Those are the 4 lessons of the Advent Conspiracy.
When you think about your favorite Christmas from childhood (or even adulthood), the reason it is our favorite memory more often than not has to do with a special event or person, not a new toy. In my family, I can guarantee we could talk forever about various "acts" in the family Christmas program we still put on for my parents each year. That has nothing to do with spending money, but has much to do with sharing love and sharing in the joy of Christ's birth.
One of the things I am concentrating on (with Carter) this Advent season is giving more to those less fortunate than we are. He donated food to the food pantry through a drive at school. We donated coats and snowpants to our church (which is giving them away to the needy this weekend). We have 2 sessions on the agenda for bell ringing. And each day that he opens up a window on his Advent Calendar, he has to tell me something he is thankful for.
Today I would have thought he'd be thankful for his health, that he feels fine again. But no, he said he was thankful for clothes and his winter jacket. Trust me, that does make sense today! Eventually, I hope he will realize with this exercise that God gives us gifts every day. Few are material things. But that doesn't mean we can't share them, right?
That's a start anyway.
When he first brought it home a few weeks ago, I warned him we'd be doing Advent a little bit differently this year. He's not just going to open the door, see what shape the chocolate is in, eat it and move on with his day. We're going to think a little more about what Advent is.
At my church, we are in the midst of an education series called the Advent Conspiracy. Sounds a little too controversial for a group of Lutherans who normally would only be up in arms if the coffee was cold or there was a "hotdish" with no hamburger in it. But that's not what it's really about.
Their website (www.adventconspiracy.com) says it best:
The story of Christ's birth is a story of promise, hope, and a revolutionary love.
So, what happened? What was once a time to celebrate the birth of a savior has somehow turned into a season of stress, traffic jams, and shopping lists.
And when it's all over, many of us are left with presents to return, looming debt that will take months to pay off, and this empty feeling of missed purpose. Is this what we really want out of Christmas?
What if Christmas became a world-changing event again?
You see, the "conspiracy" is that there is something more to Christmas than the Black Friday deals and the spiked eggnog at the company holiday party. There was something more -- long ago -- and now we have to find it again. And, along the way, figure out how to Worship Fully, Spend Less, Give More and Love All. Those are the 4 lessons of the Advent Conspiracy.
When you think about your favorite Christmas from childhood (or even adulthood), the reason it is our favorite memory more often than not has to do with a special event or person, not a new toy. In my family, I can guarantee we could talk forever about various "acts" in the family Christmas program we still put on for my parents each year. That has nothing to do with spending money, but has much to do with sharing love and sharing in the joy of Christ's birth.
One of the things I am concentrating on (with Carter) this Advent season is giving more to those less fortunate than we are. He donated food to the food pantry through a drive at school. We donated coats and snowpants to our church (which is giving them away to the needy this weekend). We have 2 sessions on the agenda for bell ringing. And each day that he opens up a window on his Advent Calendar, he has to tell me something he is thankful for.
Today I would have thought he'd be thankful for his health, that he feels fine again. But no, he said he was thankful for clothes and his winter jacket. Trust me, that does make sense today! Eventually, I hope he will realize with this exercise that God gives us gifts every day. Few are material things. But that doesn't mean we can't share them, right?
That's a start anyway.
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