I have been marveling at the sounds all around my yard. One starts, another answers, and another answers. Let's see if this works. Turn up the volume.
Wednesday, September 2, 2009
Monday, August 31, 2009
Time to move on?
For months, no, years, I had been bugging my parents to get a new doctor. It's not like their doctor was up for some crazy malpractice, or that he was into voodoo, but, let's face it, he's getting older, they're getting older, how long can we keep this up?
A few months back, I thought I had them convinced. Especially when Dad told me that the doctor had hearing aids and was using them under the stethoscope. !!!!!???!!! Uh, get the net--time to hit the road, change horses, high-tail it out of there. I think that was a sign.
Now, to the good doctor's credit, he had some things totally right: when the patient has a question and calls the doctor's office, guess what? The patient actually talks to THE DOCTOR. Strange, but true. He also had a casual wit and dry sense of humor that made him personable to many. He obviously kept Mom and Dad chugging for this long, so he must have something right.
Well, I think Mom and Dad are finally convinced. The good doctor passed away at age 82 last week. God rest his soul, and rest mine assured that M&D will find that new doctor.
A few months back, I thought I had them convinced. Especially when Dad told me that the doctor had hearing aids and was using them under the stethoscope. !!!!!???!!! Uh, get the net--time to hit the road, change horses, high-tail it out of there. I think that was a sign.
Now, to the good doctor's credit, he had some things totally right: when the patient has a question and calls the doctor's office, guess what? The patient actually talks to THE DOCTOR. Strange, but true. He also had a casual wit and dry sense of humor that made him personable to many. He obviously kept Mom and Dad chugging for this long, so he must have something right.
Well, I think Mom and Dad are finally convinced. The good doctor passed away at age 82 last week. God rest his soul, and rest mine assured that M&D will find that new doctor.
Saturday, August 29, 2009
Updates, stuff
The party went well--no real injuries or illnesses. In fact, once the slingshot broke, we let them have a free-for-all with the remaining water balloons. It took us a good hour to get through all the water balloons with the slingshot, so it was $20 well spent.
We are now back in school, and I am reconsidering the purpose of blogging. I have talked to a few people, just venting what I want out of this and what I want to do. I think I need to just get back to writing and then the rest will come. So one thing I talked to my sister about is that I'm not really good at one, thing. I have lots of interests, so I'd say I'm pretty good at a bunch of things, but not fabulous at any one thing, and sometimes that depresses me. Some would say that I will never be limited in life, and some would say I'll never perfect anything in life. Both are decidedly true. Blogging, though, seems an awful lot like "hey look at me!" and wouldn't I be better off journaling my life with a Mead notebook and a great pen, however, I wouldn't be able to use pictures as easily (haven't actually developed any in about a year). It is also nice to be able to link things with the computer for faster referencing.
I have been rambling. Again. Here's the deal, and this is what I have been thinking about today:
1. I love food. Yesterday, I made a yummy corn chowder and served it with fresh tomatoes and basil on garlic bread. So good, I'm still thinking about the leftovers at 10pm.
2. Sometimes, I don't like my husband. Sometimes, he doesn't like me. That's that. We'll both get over it, but you know, these are things they don't talk about in pre-cana counseling.
3. I am a children's book junkie. Gotta do some clean-up.
4. Chowder is calling me.
5. My prayer life stinks right now. God knows it--I'm tossing up these 5-second prayers lately, and he knows what I'm thinking about and all, but it still stinks. I need to get back on track.
6. Thinking about Shannon's trivia night--sounds like it could be fun, with the right group. May even win (again). Might not (again).
7. Going to start sending myself emails, so I don't forget to do things like buy the stupid Scotchguard that could've helped my microsuede chair. Also buy toothpaste and toothbrushes. Poor Bear's looks like he's been using it to scrub the pots and pans.
That's about it for now. Good night!
We are now back in school, and I am reconsidering the purpose of blogging. I have talked to a few people, just venting what I want out of this and what I want to do. I think I need to just get back to writing and then the rest will come. So one thing I talked to my sister about is that I'm not really good at one, thing. I have lots of interests, so I'd say I'm pretty good at a bunch of things, but not fabulous at any one thing, and sometimes that depresses me. Some would say that I will never be limited in life, and some would say I'll never perfect anything in life. Both are decidedly true. Blogging, though, seems an awful lot like "hey look at me!" and wouldn't I be better off journaling my life with a Mead notebook and a great pen, however, I wouldn't be able to use pictures as easily (haven't actually developed any in about a year). It is also nice to be able to link things with the computer for faster referencing.
I have been rambling. Again. Here's the deal, and this is what I have been thinking about today:
1. I love food. Yesterday, I made a yummy corn chowder and served it with fresh tomatoes and basil on garlic bread. So good, I'm still thinking about the leftovers at 10pm.
2. Sometimes, I don't like my husband. Sometimes, he doesn't like me. That's that. We'll both get over it, but you know, these are things they don't talk about in pre-cana counseling.
3. I am a children's book junkie. Gotta do some clean-up.
4. Chowder is calling me.
5. My prayer life stinks right now. God knows it--I'm tossing up these 5-second prayers lately, and he knows what I'm thinking about and all, but it still stinks. I need to get back on track.
6. Thinking about Shannon's trivia night--sounds like it could be fun, with the right group. May even win (again). Might not (again).
7. Going to start sending myself emails, so I don't forget to do things like buy the stupid Scotchguard that could've helped my microsuede chair. Also buy toothpaste and toothbrushes. Poor Bear's looks like he's been using it to scrub the pots and pans.
That's about it for now. Good night!
Friday, August 7, 2009
It's party time!
Getting close to the big bash for Buzz! I've got the following items lined up:
2 cases of soda
1 case water
3 big bags chips
40 chipwich cookie thingys
3 coolers
10 goody bags with:
a balsa wood airplane
M&Ms
a parachute guy
300 water balloons
1 giant 400-ft slingshot
40 rocket balloons
trac-ball set
various paper products and sunscreen
Still left to get are:
ice
more ice
dry ice
Party time!
2 cases of soda
1 case water
3 big bags chips
40 chipwich cookie thingys
3 coolers
10 goody bags with:
a balsa wood airplane
M&Ms
a parachute guy
300 water balloons
1 giant 400-ft slingshot
40 rocket balloons
trac-ball set
various paper products and sunscreen
Still left to get are:
ice
more ice
dry ice
Party time!
Friday, July 24, 2009
Long time, no speak
Yes, I am back. It has been......what.......3 months? Okay, so that's not so bad. It has been kind of wild, and I can honestly say that I wasn't sure that I would ever come back, and I'm not sure that I'm even staying with this. It has been good to vent a few things and write fun anecdotes, but I am not sure of the purpose of the blog anymore. A diary, free for all to read, with my feelings out there flying around the internet. Not that it would get much attention, it's just something I'm thinking about.
However, this is the list of things I can recall happening in the past 3 months, and perhaps I'll eventually get back to writing about each one of these in kind:
1. Kids got GI flu, lasted 2 weeks, what with the vomiting AND diarrhea. We even ended up with an ER visit out of it.
2. Speaking of ER visits, our insurance changed. Aggravation is now our current coverage level.
3. I went to Philadelphia to see my sister. Great time, yummy food, beautiful countryside and great history tours.
4. School's out! Kids are excited, and so am I. So far at this time, only one child (the youngest) is sleeping in.
5. Cub camp catastrophe. Yes, I will probably write about that. How incredibly frustrating that week was.
6. VBS, part I. Very good week--kids loved it.
7. Refinancing the house--ongoing, starting to get really ticked off at our lender.
8. VBS, part II. Very good week, too! Kids really loved it!
9. Library programs. Kids, again, loved all we've done with that: Babaloo, trains, whip guy, stories, etc.
10. Bear's birthday. What a sweet guy. Just when I feel guilty about not throwing a party, he's just happy to have a yummy dinner with his family.
11. River day: Scary, but turned out fun. That river was high and fast, and we nearly lost 3 of us.
12. Six Flags day: Totally fun day!
13. New furniture: More of a "have to" kind of thing. I love my furniture, but am not loving to pay for it.
14. Work: What should I do? Lots of circulating questions in my brain.
15. Sunday school--ongoing. Going fine, really, despite the divisions among a few of my fellow church members and myself. Maybe it's perceived, but I feel the tension mounting.
16. Dog--hospital visit for the dog. Ugh--this sort of adds to the whole "why did we get a dog" issues we all have at heart. $370 lighter in the pocket.
17. Vacation--will we take one? Will we not? The shadow knows....
18. Kung Fu and Piano: What do you spend the money on? The kids like them both.
19. Reunion, followed by reunion, followed by another reunion, and another one to come. This is my 20th, husband's 25th, and just general "reuniting" of friends.
20. Should I enter the short story contest? I have an idea, but little time to pursue it.
And finally, the issue on everybody's mind:
21. Should I keep the blog?
Monday, April 20, 2009
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