Tuesday, December 29, 2009

Rejected

Crash and Burn from Susan Bice on Vimeo.



My friend sent me this and it was titled "Crash and Burn." I took my time opening it because I thought it was one of those forwarded forwarded forwarded and forwarded things. What a treat when I saw what it was. It was like Christmas in a video.

I have to add this...M and I just watched this post together and when it came to the end, he hid his face in my arm and then took off running!

Thursday, December 24, 2009

Moments

Christmas Eve and I just got the best present of all...and it didn't cost a penny. Let me set this up...My husband's family always opened their presents on Christmas Eve. My family only opened one present on Christmas Eve and the rest on Christmas morning. My husband's tradition won out...which as a woman is not a bad thing. I have on make up, my hair is brushed, and the kids don't wake up at 5 a.m. looking for their presents from Santa.

Tonight, we went to dinner and I met the family right after playing Santa. We had a long wait, the kids were tired and hungry and I believe you can fill in the blanks.

We went home and found Santa had arrived, presents were opened, joy was everywhere, the new kitty was introduced to the much beloved dog, Marley. (Marley's stuffing is about to fall out but is very loved. I will have to share the picture I took this morning of Marley sleeping) H fell asleep as soon as her head hit the pillow. M is talking away and asked me if I knew what his favorite present was...I went down the list, drums? Shuttle plalyset? Leapster Star Wars game? No, no and no. I asked what his favorite present was...and here is my gift...his answer was "you."

Wednesday, December 23, 2009

Christmas Eve Eve

Tomorrow is Christmas Eve. H is questioning the existence of Santa, not sure if he is real and very scared he is and she is on his naughty list. M is asking me if he is going to get coal in his stocking...he is very worried he will get coal like his dad did last year. I explained it was actually black licorice and that I put it in there...I think he would rather have the coal than the black licorice.

The presents are wrapped, the stocking stuffers purchased, the kids and me have rung bells for the Salvation Army, Roo helped me wrap presents for the area's Crisis Line and M helped work the Salvation Army Angel Tree Collection.

The kids sung some beautiful songs at church on Sunday. H sang a solo part and was right on pitch. The girl does like to perform...her sister was highly annoyed that H kept playing with her hair during the performance. Sadly, I think this is a genetic trait handed from girl to girl. Roo does it and I remember doing it.

Roo attended M's Christmas Party and the fire alarm went off and the Fire Department responded...I have a feeling M will always remember his Kindergarten Christmas Party. I think Roo will remember this as the day she failed to hand her phone number out to the cute firemen...Come to think of it, she may still be kicking herself for not giving her number to the cute AT&T guy at the mall the other night while we were wrapping presents...hmmm.

All in all, a nice time of the year for memories and remembering our Lord and Savior's birth.

Saturday, December 12, 2009

The Spirit of Christmas


Last night I was blessed to volunteer at the Salvation Army's Angel Tree at our local mall. My 7 year old was at dance class and my 5 year old had to accompany me since big sister and dad were working. I told him to pack some toys so he wouldn't be bored (he ignored this and brought one very small library book on butterflies that I knew wasn't going to last five minutes into my 2 hour shift. I thought I could delay his boredom by stopping at Chick Fil A and getting him a milkshake. We arrived to the designated spot and entered chaos. Bags were overflowing the are where the volunteers were signing out angels and bikes were everywhere. Fortunately, for me, an experienced volunteer arrived and knew everything needed to be moved to the back of the vacant store so the bags could be easily loaded by the Salvation Army Pick Up Team/Truck. I started moving bags and bikes and my little guy asked if he could help. I told him sure, I was positive he would get bored after a few minutes but that little guy never stopped moving bags and bikes with me...I walked with the bags, he ran. Once we got the bags moved he would stand by the people dropping off more bags and bags and he would run them over to the pickup area. M learned all about the Spirit of Giving when he saw what people were donating for children, special needs, and Senior Centers. We saw people fill more than one bag and attach a bike with it...there wasn't a miserly bag to be found. One couple in their eighties adopted 32 angels and the trucks had to go pick up the gifts since they couldn't bring them to the mall collection center. The bags filled their small home. A teacher adopted 6 angels and we know teachers do not make a lot of money but this act of giving made them feel blessed. By the end of my 2 hour shift, I saw so much giving that I decided the world wasn't such a bad place after all. People aren't all bad like you would believe after one viewing of the evening news or one reading of the morning newspaper. There really are more good people than evil people, they just don't make the evening news....and M and myself saw more Christmas in one 2 hour shift than we probably will see for the rest of this Christmas Season. The Spirit of Giving is real, it just doesn't make the evening news too often.

Tuesday, December 1, 2009

So So Tired

My favorite holiday has come and gone...it is already December. I am soooo soooo tired. I am not doing a very good job getting ready for Christmas, I turned the decorating duties over to the kids, and most of the decorations went back into storage. A tree, some Santas, a mantel swag, a wreath and we're done. I wrapped some presents but still need to get ribbon to decorate them. I have the kids' Christmas presents done but not extended family. My dad would be so ashamed...he was was always finished by August.

My days are filled with chauffeur duties, appointments, and laundry...grocery shopping and cleaning the floors. I feel like I have run marathons for days...I just want to sleep. I wonder if it has anything to do with my being a few years short of half a century old and I have a 5 and a 7 year old? Or, if it is just life and dealing with the ups and downs that wear you out...the rollercoaster of life. I remember when I was in 8th grade and my dad took me to Magic Mountain...my girlfriend and I rode the Revolution Rollercoaster 13 times in a row...ah youth, ready to face any obstacle, ride any rollercoaster, climb any mountain...now, I would look for a quiet bench under a shade tree so I could take a really long nap. It is 8:19 pm and I am ready to go to Zzzzzzzz......zzzz....zzzzz

Tuesday, November 24, 2009

Over the Meadows and though the Woods






















Two more days until my favorite holiday of the year. I think I like it so much because I have so many great memories of Thanksgiving growing up...my dad used to take us to Missouri when we were in high school to my great aunt's house and her porch would be filled with pies that she had baked. She would make several chocolate for my dad and I would be mesmerized by the cherry pie because she would make a lattice crust. The colors of fall were so pretty...And when I was a little girl, we would go to my aunt's house on 20th St. West every Thanksgiving and spend the day playing croquet while my dad grilled the turkey. The best turkey ever was the year he burned it. At the end of the day, my aunt would sit down and play Christmas Carols...funny, back then we thought it was too early for Christmas music but we did it anyway since everyone was all together. Even in Missouri, the Downtown would have all their decorations for Christmas up the day after Thanksgiving...I used to think it was too early....I have neighbors with their Christmas lights up now and it isn't even Thanksgiving yet

Thursday, November 19, 2009

A Few More






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Found





Autumn in New England...we spent a few days taking Flat Stanley around all the fabulous places in Massachusetts and Vermont.

We lived on Base in Massachusetts and it is situated between Concord and Lexington. Paul Revere's capture site was 1/2 mile from our residence, Louisa Mae Alcott's home, Emerson's home and Hawthorne's were just 4 miles or less up the road. The Minuteman Trail was my favorite place to walk...Enjoy the sites. Ooops, I forgot, H's little stuffed frog helped with the long drive through Vermont.

Success!!!


Ha! I found this picture from Thanksgiving 2003, well, let's just say the office party for Thanksgiving. I am on the right track to finding my Leaf Peaping in New England pictures.

But, in the meantime, let me tell you about the actual day of Thanksgiving. I was feeling domestic...Thanksgiving is my favorite holiday, I was pregnant which kicks the nesting desire in, life is good, I whipped up a pumpkin pie, opened the oven, set the timer and....the power went out about 15 minutes into the baking time. The power did not come back on...we lived on Base in a quadplex and our fabulous neighbors had a generator and hooked us up. We discovered that day that gas ovens do not work without power, who knew? It took a few days to get the power up, we spent a lot of time coloring a cardboard box from Land's End with H by candlelight. Denny's became our breakfast spot and fortunately, the cold weather kicked in right after they got the power up and running...Now, let's see if I can find those autumnal pictures I have been searching for today!!!

Harvard Hall


I was still searching for my favorite autumnal pictures of New England when I came across this picture. Harvard Hall. This blog entry is for my AL friends who know that I call my vehicle, John Harvard.

Last year, I decided it was time to pick a team to go crazy for during College Football season. I offered my allegiance to the whichever Alabama team with the most devoted fan that could bribe me for my devotion. The best offer I received was a box of teabags to yell "Roll Tide." College Football is the foundation of Southern Culture, Fridays in the fall are colored with cars adorned with flags, people in their spirit wear and year round...license plates with War Eagle, Roll Tide and an occasional Tennessee support. I love my friends, couldn't pick a team, and I settled on Harvard, guaranteed to not give offense to anyone...I'll bet the college's own students couldn't tell you last week's score or even who they played...Ask a Bama fan and you will get a play by play account...so while people here cheer for the Crimson Tide...I just cheer for Crimson and drive John Harvard during chauffeur duty.

PS That would be Mr. M hiding under my shirt.

Chocolate Pudding


I do believe this is one of those pictures that surpasses a thousand words.




Plymouth, Massachusetts, May 2003. We went to Fourth Cliff for a 4 day weekend. We had a great time, we toured the Cape Cod potato chip factory (free samples) played on the beach and went on a whale watching tour from Plymouth. It was fantastic! I don't know why but seeing whales in their natural environment and not in a huge aquarium at Sea World is indescribable.

Wright Patterson NICU


Remember how I told you two of three of my little people ended up in NICU upon their arrival? Did I mention it was the very same NICU? Both girls spent time here even though they were born 12 1/2 years apart and we moved from OH to NM to CA to GA to AL and back to OH.

This is a picture of Little Miss H and Miss Roo hanging out in the NICU. They got along then, not sure what happened.

H and M


I am busy browsing a picture disc from our old computer trying to find the spectacular pictures of fall in Massachusetts we took one day while "leaf peeping." I am not having any luck finding them but I did find this precious picture of my two little people.

When M came home from the hospital, H would pat her lap indicating she wanted to hold him. She loved it, him? Not so much...I will have to remember to bang out a blog entry on how H wouldn't talk to me while I was in the hospital after M's birth. I am not sure if she was angry with me or scared because I didn't look so good. :-)

Santa


When we lived in Massachusetts, the mall had the most authentic looking Santa I had ever seen. When our little H met the man in the big red suit...well...see for yourself.

Roo's First Day Out

Two of three of my children landed in NICU when entering the real world. Two of those three were told not to mingle with people for the first few weeks of their lives...here is child number one making her debut...she was about to be the Belle of the Ball at her first Chapel service. Wright-Patterson Air Force Base.

Saturday, November 7, 2009

Bam Bam

M Discovers Drums from Susan Bice on Vimeo.



Not the greatest video but recording M is like shooting at...gosh, can't think of a good comparison. Recording M is a challenge. Enough said.

Friday, October 30, 2009

Bugs

What a fall, the sky is gray and the leaves are turning beautiful shades of gold and crimson...and germs have infested my home. I have had a cough for over 6 weeks and the doctor gave me antibiotics for bronchitis and here I am now on my 3rd round of antibiotics and getting tested for pertussis...yep, that thing you vaccinate your kids against, the "P" in the "DPT" shot.

But wait, there is more...the males in the family have swine flu...giving men are pigs a whole new meaning. I can joke about this because it was a very mild case of the flu and trust me, my little guy has been way sicker thant this. The bad part is he had to stay home from school for a week and he had lots of energy since he wasn't that ill. I knew he had to have H1N1 because he had a flu shot, it's too early for the big flu and so off to the doctor we went...he got swabbed and yep, swine flu.

You know I joke about my blogs being written in less than three minutes and it is true...did I ever mention how much H talks...she is talking now, so I close before I start keying in what she is saying instead of my rambling thoughts...

Happy Halloween.

Monday, October 26, 2009

What I Have Learned About God

Knowledge about God and heaven through the eyes of my 5 and 7 year old provide wonderful insights to the character of God. I have always known that God is all powerful, knows all things, and the story of God's affect on Moses causing Moses to have to wear a veil to cover his brightness from being in the presence of God is amazing to me...but I learned more about his knowledge and brightness from my children last week.

The next morning, I drove the kids to school and H announced we would have to wear sunglasses in heaven because God is so bright. I hadn't thought of that possibility...I have only heard of streets of gold...never really thought of the brightness of His presence.

These are two things I learned about God last week. I can't wait to learn more!

Monday, October 12, 2009

My Favorite Season


"There is no season when such pleasant and sunny spots may be lighted on, and produce so pleasant an effect on
the feelings, as now in October."
- Nathaniel Hawthorne


This is my favorite time of year. I love the chilly feel in the air. I love the rain. I love the trees turning their brilliant colors. I love the smell of baking apples and pumpkin bread, I love scarecrows and pumpkins. My absolute favorite holiday is right around the corner...Thanksgiving. A simple day of giving thanks with no strings attached.

And right after this season is over comes another favorite thing...snowmen...

Tuesday, October 6, 2009

Goals

We are now home from the Wonderful Week of Disney. My body and mind have officially turned into a vegetable state. I have parked myself in front of the computer and done not a whole lot of anything. I haven't caught up on correspondence. I took my time uploading pictures from my camera, adding them to my blog and uploading them to Facebook. I have been tearing apart my farm on Farmtown, baking cinnamon rolls in Yo'ville and mostly, spending time playing Sorority Life. My mind is on a mad mission to clear the clutter from my farm, I sold everything and started over...I think it is a reflection on my mental state...too much time in a car with two little kids. I have also been hiring myself out as a Farmhand, to replace the money I spent on buying new stuff to make some experience points. (perhaps a subconscious desire to replace the money I feel guilty for spending on some groovy souvenirs...sweatshirts and tee shirts for the offspring...a source of contention with my spouse...he feels the trip to WDW should suffice, I like a shirt to remember it by...my dad used to always get us a souvenir after our trip to Disneyland or the Zoo was over, the tradition has kind of stuck with me and my spouse is bewildered by my need to do this)

And then there is Sorority Life. I think I have taken my desire to be be the one to get the As to being the one who moves up fast on Sorority Life...no one knows what I am doing but I can't stand not moving up levels fast. I used to always be the first to finish my test in school and I think I have taken this weird obsession to game playing on Facebook. I have two farms and two sorority accounts...I haven't picked up a book since I got home...and my magazines are on the end table unread and poor Inspector Morse is still in the Netflix envelope...unopened.

I would like to attribute my vegetative state to the cloudy, cool, rainy days that I came home to find. I think I had 8 cups of hot tea yesterday while I attacked sisters and organized sorority sisters. I think the root of my laziness...is hmmmm, not sure...

Yes, I think it is time to set a new goal for myself...a game free day on Facebook and reading 100 pages...and maybe cleaning the upstairs bathrooms...or maybe, I will go really crazy and go grocery shopping tomorrow and make a fabulous dinner. But, I swear I can hear the sound of really groovy shoes calling me from Sorority Life...or maybe it is the honking of my cool little convertible...I will clean and shop on Thursday...after all, Thursday is another day and well, Wednesday is tomorrow.

Sunday, October 4, 2009

Chef Mickey





Day One at the Happiest Place on Earth...lunch with Chef Mickey (Don't tell Mickey but he could use some education from a good culinary school, shhhhh!) Not the best food but boy, it sure makes the kids happy :-)

Winner of The Best Disney Characters





goes to Cinderella's Stepmother and Stepsisters...hands down. I could have sat there all day and watched these three...H was asked if she the had the map to the kingdom and M was asked if he was eligible to marry...he did not like the lipstick kiss AT ALL!

Picture Time


Once again, M did not want his picture taken with a Disney Princess...that is until one of the "cast members" promised him a sword if he would pose. It was also suggested it would be good to use for fighting off his sister...and H was promised a magic wand to keep the sword bearing brother in line...(Okay, so we sit down to the Royal Table and find out everyone gets a sword (males) or a magic wand (females)...don't tell M, he still thinks he is special.

Friday, October 2, 2009

Day ??? Plus ???

The vacation is over and we are on our way home. I am in a fog. I think I wrote two days ago but I'm not sure. Here are a few highlights of our Disney Vacation. (This would probably be more clear if the kids weren't bouncing off the walls of our Holiday Inn Express room which has bunk beds...and my husband wasn't asking me about what David Letterman did and Jon Gosselin wasn't on the TV saying absurd things)

Now for the vacation moments...we went to the Cinderella's Royal Table (I thought this was a Princess experience but the only princess was Cinderella at the entrance) This royal extravaganza featured a little song and dance by two mice and the Fairy Godmother (and no autographs...at least the food was much better than at Chef Mickey). We did get to experience the inside of Cinderella's castle and it is quite exciting. (AND they had iced tea, anyone who reads my Facebook status will know that I was having severe iced tea withdrawals while experiencing The Magic Kingdom) I was also called "My Lady" by the servers...probably the first and last time this will ever happen in my lifetime. H was a princess, M called a prince and Greg was a lord...the kids will probably be called this quite a few more times, and Greg will probably never let me forget he was called a lord and will probably refer to himself as lord for the rest of his life.

We attended at luau at The Polynesian Resort. Yummy food was served up (minus the coconut pineapple bread...who would have thought that it was possible to bake bread that I wouldn't eat?) The show was pretty hokey, the dancing was fun to watch and the fire dancer was awesome except for one little problem, I found myself saying to M over and over "Don't ever do that!" You know little things like running one's hand over the torch, touching the flame to the tongue, or balancing the two burning ends of the torch on one's feet...I kept having visions of M trying this at home. Oy. M kept asking why is he putting fire on his tongue? Why did he touch the fire with his hands? Why did he put the fire on the floor? Bad images of M and matches coming up in my head.

Mickey's Not So Scary Halloween Party was lots and lots of fun, a great parade and an unbelievable fireworks display but I did notice even Mickey is suffering from the recession...there was not nearly the amount of chocolate distributed as at the last two Not So Scary Parties we attended. I missed that good chocolate...out of all the candy I only had one Butterfinger and one Oh Henry candy bar...a dismal haul compared to previous loot distributed by Mickey. M is hooked on the Buzz Lightyear ride and still refused the Pirates. I had to carry him out of the Haunted Mansion. We only got as far as the entrance when his eyes filled with tears and rolled down his sweet little cheeks. I am getting some really good blackmail material for when this boy grows up and I need to outwit him to do his chores (I am sure he is going to be taller than me and spanking threats just won't work as well as humiliating him in front of his friends)

Our resort was a big hit...we were able to go out and watch the zebras and giraffes after a fun filled day of teacups and Dumbo. The pool had a water slide that the kids could not get enough of...down the slide, into the pool, climb out of the pool, up the slide, come down the slide, and do it again, and again, and again.

There were lots of funny moments provided by M. If only I had a tape recorder for his clarifying of what was real, what was a robot, or the explanations for things provided by H. Tonight M wanted to H to count to "millionaire" and H explained a "millionaire" is something that can't be counted and goes on forever and I had to explain a "millionaire" is someone with a million dollars and "infinity" goes on forever.

My absolute favorite character experience was not provided by either character dining experience but stumbling over Cinderella's stepmother and two stepsisters...these ladies were a hoot! Watching them pose for pictures and listening to them talk to the kids getting their autograph books signed had me in stitches. Cinderella's stepsister asked M if he was eligible for marriage and gave him a kiss with lots of lipstick. He couldn't get that lipstick mark off fast enough. He rubbed it on his dad's shirts and demanded to go to the bathroom to wash it off with soap. H was told to scram after her picture...Anastasia taught one little girl dressed like Jasmine to shimmy and the stepmother scolded her about ladies not doing the shimmy.

M spied a gun on our first day by the Pirate ride and in Frontierland and for four days we listened to him beg for a gun. I didn't want to haul this around for the entire trip so I made him wait until our last day. I am not sure this was the wisest decision I ever made but I did use "if you don't ____ you won't get your gun" threat...a lot. H wanted a parasol and unfortunately, making her wait resulted in no parasol, they weren't being sold on Main Street last night and the store in Liberty Square that sold them was closed...I will be ordering a lace parasol online and I am sure I will pay dearly to fulfill this promise to my little princess.

Hopefully, my mind will recall the funny things said by these two...but I wouldn't hold my breath, my brain is in a fog, it is old and worn out by Little People and I am kind of hoping that tomorrow I will still know my name and address...I have given up on remembering my phone number...

Wednesday, September 30, 2009

Day ???

I have hit the vacation wall...I have no idea what day of the vacation we are on...we left Friday, arrived at Animal Kingdom Lodge on Sunday and I think this is Wednesday. We did Magic Kingdom, Animal Kingdom, Magic Kingdom and Epcot today.

Where to start? First off, M and I are at an impasse...I love the Pirates, he hates the ride. I bribed him to ride it with the promise of a lollipop and I bribed H to do Thunder Mountain and Splash Mountain with the promise of a lollipop. H liked Splash Mountain and M still does not like the pirates. Neither of my children like rollercoasters. Do they really descend from their father and me? We are both rollercoaster junkies.

Today was my first experience with something or other called Mission to Mars. First, Greg picked the Orange level...super intense or something and M was terrified it was a real rocket and that it was really going into space. I spent the entire time trying to reassure him that we would not be leaving the building. I got a little nervous over the announcement that people who don't like small enclosed spaces should exit...maybe I should take M and go??? Nope. We hung in there. Then the ride broke while we were in the holding area...we had to go to another holding area, re-do the preview film and then get in the ride...Guess what? It broke again. Now at this point, we are in the small enclosed space and it is starting to get to me. I closed my eyes...note to anyone who is in charge of medical needs...drug me if I need an MRI. I AM CLAUSTROPHOBIC. The ride is still not working. I close my eyes and do deep yoga breathing. I am chanting I can do ALL things through Christ who strengthens me. I think of the book I am reading...I imagine the POWs building the Burma railroad in the jungle and think how trivial my discomfort is. The ride FINALLY begins...uh oh, motion sickness begins...I have to be tough, I cannot throw up in front of my children...more yoga breathing. Finally, it is over...I cannot get off fast enough. I have now experienced a cold sweat. Oh, and M? He had a blast being Commander of our voyage. He could not stop talking about the experience.

I skipped the new Soarin' experience. I parked myself in the cafe and let the rest of the family hang glide over California...

Luau tonight. I think I can handle this part of our fun.

Sunday, September 27, 2009

Days Two and Three

Yes, I know it is cheating to combine two days of Magical Fun into one blog...what can I say...I am a short cut kind of girl.

We survived the long day of driving without throwing anyone overboard. No naps were taken by the Little People...a nap of sorts was enjoyed by yours truly. We found a Sonny's barbecue (a favorite from our days of living in Georgia) and we had a really nice room at the Holiday Inn in Orlando (Chef Mickey reservations on Sunday necessitated us being here a day early...don't want to miss posing with Mickey over not so great food).

Sunday morning we checked out of the Holiday Inn and into the Animal Kingdom and off to Chef Mickey we went...the kids had a blast and ate a lot of "Kid Food" i.e. no vegetables or fruit but ice cream and pizza. We got pictures with Mickey, Minnie, Goofy, Pluto, and Donald Duck. Hurray! We won't have to stand in any long lines in the park now for the obligatory pictures. I won't do my food critic review because...well, it just wouldn't be nice.

After lunch, we hit the Magic Kingdom and I just pulled out my camera to take the wonderful shot of the kids with the Castle, Main Street and pumpkins for the background when great big giant raindrops began falling from the very black sky. We hid under the entryway while the deluge passed by. Our first ride...the train. M loves his trains...second ride? Pirates...Mom loves her pirates...and then deluge number 2. Fortunately, we had just purchased some cold drinks and had seated ourselves at a covered patio...rain left and humidity of astronomical levels replaced it. UGH. A nice shower was all I wanted...and air conditioning. I am not a heat loving gal. I overheard a girl behind me in the line for Splash Mountain go on and on about how much she loves the humidity. Not me, I am a born and bred desert rat. I have lived in a humid climate for the last 13 years and I am still not adapted to it. Sultry level just leaves me wilted.

I will say that seeing the firework display and Tinkerbell fly (my first time seeing her fly ever) was well worth standing in the still heavy air feeling the moisture roll down my neck and everywhere else. It really was a fantastic sight...Disney has a way of doing things big...you just got to appreciate the attention to details. Now...if they could just fix the thermostat in our jungle room...it says it is 67 degrees in here...au contraire...I should be shivering...so not.

That wraps up days two and three of the Disney Adventure...can you tell I am tired? But I am clean...and that says a lot because man, it is sticky icky in the place where dreams come true.

Friday, September 25, 2009

Day One

Today we begin our action packed trip to Walt Disney World. The kids did well for day one of vehicular confinement. Lots of giggles and silliness from the backseat. Right now, they are fighting over who gets to sleep by me in this suddenly very small queen size bed...there is a monkey (stuffed) blue bear, four pillows, a stuffed dog and two quarrelling children. Okay, I think I am going to lose my mind. I was doing okay until the fighting began...6 more nights of working out who is sleeping where...oy.

Sunday, August 30, 2009

The Willoughbys


A little sweet Facebook friend had a status wishing for a life free of Willoughbys. This would only have meaning to my kindred spirits out there who have read Sense and Sensibility. I could not help but think I would not be 19 again for the world. The Willoughbys are so attractive they draw you in like honey to a bee. You think you have found "The One." The One that gets you, the one who will never break your heart...only to find out that Willoughby is selfish, using you to pass the time or distract him from the monotony of his life, Willoughby has expensive habits and tastes, and just like Willoughby, he will realize what a great thing he passed on later...and unfortunately, just like Willoughby, he will not die of a broken heart. He won't have a perfectly unhappy marriage...Oh, my sweet Jane Austen...you hit the nail on the head with the character Willoughby, he breaks most of our hearts at some point in our lives...and most of us, don't have a Colonel Brandon available when we come to our senses.

Monday, August 17, 2009

First Game

M has been wanting to play soccer for the past 3 years. He has talked about little else since H played 3 years ago. This year we got him signed up and he was one excited little boy. He couldn't wait for practice (his coach never showed up, which concerned me, thunder and lightning struck 20 minutes after practice was supposed to start and it didn't look like this soccer thing was going to work out).

One of the player's dad suggested another practice on Friday night...this practice took place and M glowed.

Saturday morning was the first game...M was dressed by 6 a.m. in his uniform. He bounced off the walls until it was time to go. We could barely get him to eat. This is his first game. (By the way, he scored the first and last goal for his team, he was proud)

This video shows the Proud M in action. Unfortunately, the video shows the other team scoring...which they did a lot.

First Soccer Game from Susan Bice on Vimeo.

Friday, August 14, 2009

Back to School Night



Back to School night from Susan Bice on Vimeo.



This video, of course, was before the ice cream...

Wednesday, August 12, 2009

So Simple


Today, I fell in love. I had to run and pick up M's uniform shirt and of course, the shop was still closed. However, the optimist in me decided this would be a good time to give my patronage to Kenny Mango's Coffee Shop. I heard from my coffee snob daughter that it was a good place but here is the real question...how is their tea?

I sauntered in and felt the irritation over the closed shop dissipate with the sound of Claire de Lune, the soothing atmosphere...and then, just about leaped for joy with the sight of the Mighty Leaf Tea bags. Ah, love, so simple.

Now, if we could just get a different clerk, he had a bit of an attitude...kind of snobby...I should know...I have on occasion been called a "Tea Snob."

Monday, August 10, 2009

S.A.H.W.s




We dropped off the kids at school and met up for a kaffee klatsch...A few pics...Imagine lots of conversation and laughter, a caffine jolt and a pastry or two.

First Day of School




School Supplies...bought
New school clothes...purchased
Good Attitudes...kinda

Friday, August 7, 2009

Meet The Wenches


Last day at the pool before school starts...meet "The Wenches."

Not a Great Video But...

it does show we spend our summer days...

Untitled from Susan Bice on Vimeo.

A Little Song

Church Program from Susan Bice on Vimeo.

The Boys of Summer

Untitled from Susan Bice on Vimeo.

Wednesday, August 5, 2009

Church Program




Our Little People have been busy on Wednesday nights and tonight was their last evening before school starts. We were treated to a little singing, a little recitation, and a few goofy parents...oh, and some ice cream sandwiches.

Videos coming tomorrow, I need to go to bed. Sleep tight y'all.

Tuesday, August 4, 2009

One Summer Dream






Deep waters flow out to the sea
They never needed you or me
One summer dream, one summer dream
Blue Mountains high and valley low
I don't know which way I should go
One summer dream, one summer dream
Warm summer breeze blows endlessly
Touching the hearts of those who feel
One summer dream, one summer dream
Bird on wing goes floating by
But there's a teardrop in his eye
One summer dream, one summer dream
One summer dream, one summer dream

Lazy Days of Summer




Winding down the last days of summer vacation at the pool...ah....it was an excruciatingly hot day today and tomorrow is supposed to be worse..back to the pool...here are some pics from today's relaxation.