Tuesday, October 21, 2008

Know what's fun?

Getting up in the wee hours of the morning to change your daughter (who has peed the bed) and find her a new dry place to sleep all the while fighting a headache that laughs at Tylenol, a plugged duct, a fever that has kept you up most of the night AND some type of urinary tract infection.

Apparently both my sister and I should have stayed in bed this morning.

Thursday, October 16, 2008


The photo that is likely to show up in his wedding slide show, were he to have one some day:

Wednesday, October 08, 2008


Three ways to ensure that child #2 doesn't wear the clothing of child #1:

1. Have a girl first and then a boy.
2. Give birth to one in November and one in May.
3. Have one with a long torso and one with long legs.

Sigh. And I just have ohsomany nice things I wanted to use again.

Saturday, October 04, 2008

It's funny, the things you remember...

I was just peeling potatoes for supper and my mind flickered back to a day likely 25+ years ago when I was peeling potatoes for supper and my father came in to tell me that I was peeling too much of the potato with the skin.

I don't think I EVER peel potatoes without thinking of that little criticism.

I doubt there are many people out there could peel a thinner peel ever since then.

Friday, October 03, 2008

Who needs real friends when you have an imagination?

Also entitled, My Fun Life with my Toddler.

Two discussions that took place today:

(1) Apparently we are going to America. We are going to a rodeo there to see horses and Dad is paying.

(2) I "had" to open a package of party hats because there are a LOT of people coming over for her party (I jotted down notes as as she spewed the list):

Paul - A baby.
Kayler - 10 months old.
The Doodlebops - Want to stay for night. Their mothers are away on a trip.
Cooloo (not sure of spelling) - Also a baby.
Riko - Lives in America. He was invited but he can't make it. He's staying home because he didn't have a good sleep.
Farglo - A girl, same age as Abby.
Mosesecaz - A girl.
Tiso - Wants the green party hat.
Palmer - Wants soup for supper.
Collar - Boy. Got to know him on our trip. He's driving. He's old enough to have his licence.

Wednesday, October 01, 2008

Grape Jelly '08: A Photo Essay

Step 1: Pick grapes before the birds get them (The multiple purple poo stains on our deck last September attend to the fact that I was too late last year.)

Step 2: Suggest to assistant that she actually pick a few grapes to go into the bowl.

Note: Lovely bowlful of grapes. Note also the horrendous shirt chosen for assistant. Perhaps it can get covered with grape stains and Never Be Seen of Again.

Step 3: (no photo) Hurry back inside because goodness! it's cold out and what kind of mother lets her child out in shorts in such weather?

Step 4: (no photo) Pick grapes from stems, wash grapes, wash multiple spots from counter where assistant placed purple fingers, smile with glee at grape stains on lame handmedownohwellwecanuseitasaplayshirt T.

Step 5: Mash grapes.

Step 6: Check on assistant.

Step 7: Boil grapes.

Step 8: Let grapes drip for 2+ hours. Thank the lucky stars above that this 2 hours also coincides with Nap Time.

Step 9: Have assistant read further directions.

Step 10: Have assistant add sugar and pectin to boiling juice.

Step 11: Pour into prepared jars and admire handiwork.

Step 12: Check on assistant.

Step 13: Contemplate multiple purpled dishes.

Step 14: Check on assistant.