Sunday, August 31, 2008
Usually when I go to church alone it is on Sunday night. I KNOW! It is unusual for there to be mass on Sunday night's but I think it is because our community is largely composed of people employed by a large medical facility and Sunday evening mass accommodates the schedules of people that save lives on a daily basis. I am not part of any medical community but love the Sunday evening mass just the same. It is quiet. The sun is beginning to set and there just seems to be a tranquility that doesn't seem to exist on Saturday night or Sunday morning. It really does give me a chance to think and be thankful and meditate on all that is happening in my life. I think that alone is enough permission to warrant a little church selfishness, which I thoroughly enjoyed this evening. Next week it will be back to the same old hustle and bustle of Saturday night church. The kids will be there in the middle and the HotY will be holding his post at the other end of the pew and when it comes time for the Sign of Peace it will be utter chaos but that in itself is its own goodness - not quite the same as the solitary mass but if that happened too often I'd probably just get lonely.
Have a wonderful Sunday evening. Find some solitude to gather your thoughts - it can be a good thing.
Thursday, August 28, 2008
Wednesday, August 27, 2008
This weekend for some reason I was thinking about one of my former roommates. She was actually the person who introduced me to the HotY as they were friends. Anyway, Sara was an awesome roommate (she had an awesome boyfriend too - he would actually clear my car off on cold winter mornings - he just did it - no asking or hinting required - now that's nice guy). Sara and I lost touch through the years but Saturday she popped into my head. I wondered where she was and what she was doing and how I had jinxed her into getting a DUI. It was just one of those things - she was on my mind. Well last night while shoe shopping with the kids - at a store I don't usually frequent I was standing at the check-out and I heard someone say "Angie?" I turned around and it took me about 2 seconds to recognize her - SARA! I couldn't believe it - and of course the first thing out of my mouth was "I was just thinking of you" - and it is true - seriously, believe me. Anyway, we decided to take the kids for ice cream and catch up. It was so nice. I'm so glad I ran into her but again, kind of weird since, well I had just been thinking of her. Oh and she has long forgiven me for the DUI thing - again it was the power of the super special ESP. Don't believe me just ask Sara :-)
Okay so here's the story - you decide about the ESP thing. It was a Friday night and I had decided to stay home instead of going out. Sara was going out. On her way out the door I said "drive careful and don't get a DUI" which is something I never typically said (well I would say the drive carefully part but not the DUI thing). Well MUCH later that night the phone rang and it was Sara asking me if I could come and pick her up at the police station as she had received a DUI! I was like "shut-up, very funny" you know that kind of thing. And she was "no really, it's true" and then the cop got on the phone and I knew it was real. I had to swear I had not been drinking before I could say I was going to pick her up and then once I got there I had to breath into one of those Breathalyzer things (that freaked me out - I don't know why - I guess I was afraid it might detect that glass of wine I had two weeks ago). Once they were positive I was clean they "released" Sara into my custody. Let's just say it was a learning experience for all - oh and I've never ever said "be careful don't get a DUI" to anyone ever again. THE END. So there. See. I do have ESP :-) Fine just humor me but you know it makes you wonder...
Tuesday, August 26, 2008
So moving on...
In case you are wondering, I did see the line-up for the new season of Dancing with the Stars. Excuse me but could you please tell me who from this line-up is a star. WOW talk about a dismal cast. I don't even know if I am going to be able to bring myself to watch. Kim Kardasian (I mean her claim to fame is a big booty - I got that and nobody asked me to be on their dancing show), Susan Lucci? Toni Braxton? YUCK! My list was much better than this line-up. But it might be worth watching just for the "B" list entertainment value.
And last but not least this nice lady featured my signs in her blog today. I was honored!
Have a fabulous day!
Sunday, August 24, 2008
WOW, who knew I felt so deeply about the Olympics. Okay, fine it isn't really the Olympics - it is endings. The reality is I hate endings. Almost all endings (well except endings to nightmares or a bad episode of Dancing with the Stars). I am not good with endings. They make me melancholy and introspective and just plain old sad. HATE endings. I know this is something I need to work on but after 40 years I've pretty much given up on thinking that I'm going to be one of those people that is okay with endings. I would actually like to be one of those people - it would make my life so much more carefree - endings - big deal - life goes on - you win some you lose some. Yep, sometimes that is the kind of person I would like to be. But then who knows maybe I'd really be missing out on something if I had that attitude. It always looks greener on the other side.
So anyway, watching the Olympics, working on my signs, listening to the girls playing when they should be sleeping and Alex snoring and the HotY swearing because something is wrong with the dryer (poor guy - he walks in the house after having been gone for the entire weekend and the second thing out of my mouth is - the dryer stopped working (yes, yes, yes, I told him I missed him first - I said the dryer problem was the second thing out of my mouth - jeez)). So yep, it's a good life. I'm a lucky girl, seriously!
Friday, August 22, 2008
Thursday, August 21, 2008
So in an effort to try to speed up this entire sign process I borrowed my friend Heather's Cricut last week and I think I like it. I'm going to return it on Saturday during a play date at her house *personal note to Heather - Saturday will work for me :-) I think I have failed to respond to your email :-( (so much for responsible). Anyway, the Cricut definitely speeds up the sign process but I'm not sure they have the just right font. I would really like a Wishblade but I need to try it first. Anyone have a Wishblade up for grabs? :-) Or a review at the very least. The thing about the Wishblade - you can cut any TrueType font you have installed on your computer. This is a good thing. I must have over 500 fonts loaded on my computer (the HotY loves that). The Wishblade may initially be more expensive but in the long run I think it pays for itself due to that computer font thing. What do you think? Cricut? Wishblade? Other?
Okay, so here is the list for today:
Get sign orders organized
Decide Wishblade or Cricut
I know I know so much to do so little time but at least the "find shower curtain" entry has been deleted - but that's another story for another day.
Have a fabulous day.
Tuesday, August 19, 2008
So, the girls’ starting school = BIG DEAL TO MOM! I’m feeling very selfish about this rite of passage. This time will never come to pass again and guess what? Just guess what? My Mother-in-Law wants to invade my bubble – she wants to be there to share the first day of school experience and I don’t want her there. These are my babies. She saw her own babies off to their first day of school now it’s my turn and really I don’t feel like sharing. Grrrr. I know I know I’m being very - not nice - but goll darn it don’t do this to me. Don’t put me in this predicament. IT’S THEIR FIRST DAY OF SCHOOL! It is OUR day.
So what do I do? Do I tell her no? Do I tell her she can stop by right before they leave for school (which could be a bad thing depending on how things are going and how scared they are feeling)? Do I tell her she can come over another day later in the week? What do I do? Am I being unreasonable to NOT want to share this day? Tell me. I’m confused!
Okay I’ll be anxiously awaiting your wisdom so let me know what you think. I need suggestions – seriously!
Saturday, August 16, 2008
Anyway, I digressed :-) that wasn't really the story I wanted to tell.
So we recently went to dinner at Olive Garden on a Friday night at 6:30 p.m. - we knew the wait would be long but we planned for that. When we walked in we immediately got seating at the bar and the kids settled with kiddie cocktails. They had told us it would be a 20-30 minute wait. Shortly after we sat down a nice young cute teenage boy (you know the kind - he probably has teenage girls hanging around his locker at school every day) came over and very apologetically told us it would be more like 40 minutes before we would be seated. We were okay with that as we had our spot at the bar and so far no one had spilled anything. So as the cute boy was walking away he recognized Alex and was very excited to see him - saying hi and giving Alex a high five. Well it turns out the cute teenage boy is a lifeguard at the pool where Alex has been swimming every day this summer (like his mom, the boy is a fish). It was very nice and made me think even more of the cute teenage boy. So we are sitting there and were just talking about ordering an appetizer when I looked over and saw the cute teenage boy standing by the check-in stand looking at us with the sweetest smile on his face. Well as I was looking at cute boy and thinking it was a little weird - the way he was looking at us and smiling - a waitress had approached the HotY at the other end of the line of kids and was telling him we had a table. WHAT a table? But we have been here less than 10 minutes and it is supposed to be a 40 minute wait. Well it seems that the cute teenage boy pulled some strings and got us a table right away. So I quickly turned and flashed him my own sweet smile and mouthed thank you to which he promptly turned red and turned away (I mean he is a teenage boy after all). So sometimes having our own sulking teenage boy is a good thing :-) I mean really he got us in after all :-)
That's it for today. It's a beautiful day and I have weeds in my flowers that are calling my name.
Friday, August 15, 2008
I think I have procrastinated on this stuff because I really am not a lover of autumn. Not that it isn't a gloriously beautiful time of year but it always seems like such a melancholy time of year. Changes are on the horizon. The carefree days of summer are quickly coming to an end. No more flip-flops or sundresses or kids running through the sprinkler. Dang.
Along with catching up on the kids stuff and back to school shopping I am beginning to get my sign orders under control. When I started this entire endeavour in November of last year I had no idea what to expect. I just made up some things that I liked and put them out there, never really knowing if anyone else was going to like what I had created as it was cute and all but no great shakes. Who knew! I sold my first sign within a few hours of posting it to Etsy and it has been steady ever since. I have sold over 100 signs from my Etsy shop and probably another 35 as custom and wholesale orders which have not been listed on Etsy. I never in a million years imagined that my glitter and paper and chipboard would be such a success but I'm very thankful that it is. I get to be creative. Play with all the things that make me happy (pretty paper, ribbon, flowers, glitter, crystals, etc.) and self-fund my hobby. It's all good and I have met some of the nicest people through my transactions. Bliss.
Okay that's it for today. Kind of rambly, kind of quirky, exactly my kind of post.
Have a wonderful weekend and look for rainbows!
Wednesday, August 13, 2008
ETA - The HotY was offended - he thought this made him sound like a jerk - which he absolutely is not - it's all tongue in check!
Monday, August 11, 2008
My babies are going to be starting Kindergarten in a few short weeks :-( I think I'm having baby blues again :-) No one tells you that this stuff is going to hit you like a brick wall when it happens. I mean really what are mother's for if not to tell you that sometimes life is going to suck and be sad and be hard and confusing. Well maybe they do tell us but we just don't hear it.
Anyway, here are some recent pictures. Of course there aren't any of the crabby and irritable boy because he is still having no part of the camera. I love this stage, I love this stage, I love this stage (I keep thinking if I say this enough my dream may come true!).
Here are my girls with my dear friend Julie's daughters. Aren't they beautiful. I just love this picture. Pretty girls enjoying the best of life.
Actually I don't think they look like themselves in these two pictures but the pink hair - it had to be documented.
Well that's all I've got. I'm out.
Sunday, August 10, 2008
So along with the start of the Olympics we enjoyed a very nice weekend at my parents. The kids played in the pool, the adults lounged, enjoyed adult beverages and basked in the sunshine. It really was a perfect weekend. After all the sun and swimming we had the ultimate summer dinner of grilled steak, fresh corn on the cob, a lettuce salad with all the goodies and cucumbers, onions and sour cream (have you ever tasted the goodness of fresh cucumbers and onions mixed with sour cream?) eaten on the patio with a soft breeze blowing through the air. And if that were not enough of summertime living we watched movies outside, projected on the side of the house. Enchanted for the kids (okay, fine, for the adults too) and p.s. I love you (have you seen this movie - so sweet) for the adults. And finally, after midnight, the day ended, my sister and I sat down to talk. We sat outside not thinking too much about the time or getting to bed until the HotY came out to tell us it was 3:00 a.m. WOW who knew we had so much to say. Of course my sister will tell you I was the one that did all the talking - but um, you know me and let me say my sister - she's a talker too so you figure it out. I think it was a pretty even exchange. So it was a wonderful weekend - one of those when you really realize and appreciate the family that you have in your life.
Okay, gotta go, the gymnasts are on. Oh and don't think I don't know that you all thought I was going to say that gymnastics would be my ultimate athletic event - I know - but see I'm not as predictable as you thought :-)
Friday, August 8, 2008
I have old friends, one old friend in particular, the friend who has been there since we were seven years old. Whenever I hear this song (which is next to never) it immediately brings Roxann to mind (Roxann who has probably never even heard this Old Friends song because she is who she is and Simon and Garfunkle - probably not in her vocabulary). There is nothing like old friends to keep it in perspective.
Last night we were able to spend some quantity, quality time together (sure it was because of a roof catastrophe at her cabin - but you know sometimes it happens like that). We were two women (not mom's, not wives, not employees) on the road with a mission. Once we surveyed and photographed the roof cave-in (man I hope that stuff lying all over everything was not asbestos) we took a bottle of wine, sat on the dock, stared at the calm peaceful water while a perfect sunset moved in along the edges and talked and it was just like it was when we were seven and seventeen and twenty-seven and thirty-seven. Time may pass but the feelings remain the same. Not that there have not been misunderstandings, and harsh words, and things said that no one wants to hear, but still, the feelings remain the same. Love for those people that matter in your life.
Old friends... can you imagine us years from today?
Monday, August 4, 2008
Today the wonderful creator of Hooked on Houses is holding a Bloggers Open House and I'm participating. Click here to view everyone else's Open Houses. The house I am showcasing is a craftsman style (close to my favorite style) in a new lifestyle community. Unfortunately the houses do not seem to be selling. Maybe the concept is too ecclectic for my conservative growing city. Regardless here we go.
So I think I would stream-line a little bit of the landscaping and curb appeal but regardless - still a nice house. Let's go inside.
I love the look of this staircase and I'm really liking the paint colors they have chosen.
Isn't this just the sweetest little girls room. All it needs is a little pink - everything looks a little better with pink :-)
Okay, and here you have it - my very favorite part of this entire house. Crystal door knobs. I LOVE crystal door knobs. I don't know, maybe it's a little crazy to purchase a house based entirely on the door knobs - but look at them - aren't they pretty?
That's it. What did you think? Like it? Before you pass judgement remember - CRYSTAL DOOR KNOBS - they are fabulous!
TTFN... Thanks for stopping by.
I was so glad to see all three of their bright shiny happy faces that I actually started to cry (of course this was before the bickering and whining ensued). Lauren was very concerned and wanted to know why I was crying and I told her it was because I loved them so much. She came over, gave me a kiss and said "but mom we're here so you don't have to cry". THIS from a five year old. That girl is my little lover. Just so she doesn't start consoling the neighborhood boys - at least not until she's sixteen.
Saturday, August 2, 2008
Tonight, in our exciting no kids for the weekend home, we played with the wii and competed in a high stakes tennis match. The HotY thinks he is the master at wii tennis and takes every opportunity possible to gloat about his skills. Whatever. Even though he is a professional level (and really I'm just mere points away from being a pro) I still beat his butt 2 matches out of 4 so that sounds like a pretty even score to me, especially since I seem to have hand to eye coordination issues. Actually I don't think it is so much hand to eye coordination as it is my ability to visually focus, judge and aim. Seriously, I can't hang a picture straight to save my life. We all have our talents I guess :-)
Okay that's it, I'm out. It's not much but I wanted you to have a little something new to read.
Only 24 more hours until the kids are home. I can't wait :-)