But just for a little bit and then we are back on the road. If you want to see what we have been up to recently, go to the "stay connected" tab and then the blog portion of the Volunteers for Christ website. The address is on the left side of my blog.
Ciau!!
Monday, June 30, 2008
Tuesday, June 17, 2008
Too Good To Be True!!
Ok my dear sweet friend, you need to do the following exercise with me:
1. Go to http://www.chrysler.com/en/2008/town_country/.
2. Pretend the car is silver.
3. Hop in the passenger side and breathe deeply the new car smell as sirius radio belts out the tunes.
4. Admire the sheer cleanliness of the floor mats (not one little crumb or stain).
5. Look over at the driver and imagine me taking us out for coffee.
I have been dying to celebrate my new car with somone who will truly celebrate with me, with no strings attached and no guilt trips. So I am doing it online with you. (: I got it yesterday. I really, really, really like it. Alot!! Yippee!!!!
Here is how it all came about. Basically, Big D is making the ultimate in man-sacrifice. He is giving up his big manly truck (who we affectionately refer to as "dog") and will now drive my 2003 Chrysler Town and Country. And I get the shiny new Mom ride just before we make the big summer vacation trips across the country.
Ok, now go to http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HEFE3B0Rje0.
That is probably what it will look like by the end of summer, but as of Day 2, it is still pristine.
Biding My Time!!
1. Go to http://www.chrysler.com/en/2008/town_country/.
2. Pretend the car is silver.
3. Hop in the passenger side and breathe deeply the new car smell as sirius radio belts out the tunes.
4. Admire the sheer cleanliness of the floor mats (not one little crumb or stain).
5. Look over at the driver and imagine me taking us out for coffee.
I have been dying to celebrate my new car with somone who will truly celebrate with me, with no strings attached and no guilt trips. So I am doing it online with you. (: I got it yesterday. I really, really, really like it. Alot!! Yippee!!!!
Here is how it all came about. Basically, Big D is making the ultimate in man-sacrifice. He is giving up his big manly truck (who we affectionately refer to as "dog") and will now drive my 2003 Chrysler Town and Country. And I get the shiny new Mom ride just before we make the big summer vacation trips across the country.
Ok, now go to http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HEFE3B0Rje0.
That is probably what it will look like by the end of summer, but as of Day 2, it is still pristine.
Biding My Time!!
Friday, June 13, 2008
Is it just me...
or does everyone else have this issue too? My nose waits to itch at the worst possible times.
For instance, as soon as I get both hands wrist deep in the dishwater, my nose invariably will itch. And not just a little itch, but a huge itch that if I don't scratch I feel like I will die!! So I either have to die, or get my face wet, or stop washing to dry my hands to rub my itchy nose.
(My nose is itching just thinking about all this. How funny!!)
This also happens when I wash the car and when I mop. But the common denominator isn't water, because I have no such issues in the shower or in the pool, though the bathtub has seen its share of itchy nose moments. This also happens when I am in a deep conversation with someone over something deeply personal in their life. I find myself wondering if it would look too terribly rude for me to reach up and rub my nose while they are spilling their gut. I try to time it with perhaps something less painful then the current rebellious children/goofball husband/difficult parent/random church issues. Sometimes I manage.
Last year I had a biopsy done (benign by the way) and for an hour I had to remain motionless. My nose went crazy!! The poor nurse had to use a piece of gauze to itch my nose half a dozen times during the procedure. Surely there was enough other stuff going on with my body that my nose could give me a break!! And as soon as I could move again, magically there was no itchy nose!!
So it is probably psychological. But please tell me that someone, anyone has this happen to them also!!
For instance, as soon as I get both hands wrist deep in the dishwater, my nose invariably will itch. And not just a little itch, but a huge itch that if I don't scratch I feel like I will die!! So I either have to die, or get my face wet, or stop washing to dry my hands to rub my itchy nose.
(My nose is itching just thinking about all this. How funny!!)
This also happens when I wash the car and when I mop. But the common denominator isn't water, because I have no such issues in the shower or in the pool, though the bathtub has seen its share of itchy nose moments. This also happens when I am in a deep conversation with someone over something deeply personal in their life. I find myself wondering if it would look too terribly rude for me to reach up and rub my nose while they are spilling their gut. I try to time it with perhaps something less painful then the current rebellious children/goofball husband/difficult parent/random church issues. Sometimes I manage.
Last year I had a biopsy done (benign by the way) and for an hour I had to remain motionless. My nose went crazy!! The poor nurse had to use a piece of gauze to itch my nose half a dozen times during the procedure. Surely there was enough other stuff going on with my body that my nose could give me a break!! And as soon as I could move again, magically there was no itchy nose!!
So it is probably psychological. But please tell me that someone, anyone has this happen to them also!!
Thursday, June 12, 2008
Finished!!!
At long last, I have finished the book on my nightstand. Cokie Roberts' book, Founding Mothers, is somewhat thick and so that is my excuse. It isn't a good one. Probably not good enough for the library to waive the late fees for me.
Truth be told, it was just hard to get into. But somewhere about half way through I got hooked and then I slammed it. The women of the Revolutionary period were absolutely amazing people. Strong. Idealistic. Realistic. Brave. Feminine to the core. Impressive. And Abigail Adams was one of my favorites.
Anyways, it has fired me up to read more history from that time period and more about her, so I have started John Adams by David McCullough. I may finish it sometime next school year. Wish me luck! (:
Truth be told, it was just hard to get into. But somewhere about half way through I got hooked and then I slammed it. The women of the Revolutionary period were absolutely amazing people. Strong. Idealistic. Realistic. Brave. Feminine to the core. Impressive. And Abigail Adams was one of my favorites.
Anyways, it has fired me up to read more history from that time period and more about her, so I have started John Adams by David McCullough. I may finish it sometime next school year. Wish me luck! (:
Wednesday, June 11, 2008
Gone, As In Disappeared!!
I am talking about my flowers. The pretty little colorful things that I just planted. Gone I tell you!! The green plants are all still intact but every little flower head has been nipped neatly off.
I am sure it was the deer. And this just after I was bragging to my next door neighbor yesterday about how Truck keeps the deer away from my gardens.
Oh well. Maybe the flowers will come back and the deer will keep their distance now that they have done their damage. But I have to tell you, I feel a little invaded!!
I am sure it was the deer. And this just after I was bragging to my next door neighbor yesterday about how Truck keeps the deer away from my gardens.
Oh well. Maybe the flowers will come back and the deer will keep their distance now that they have done their damage. But I have to tell you, I feel a little invaded!!
Tuesday, June 10, 2008
Another tag and I am taking it...
from La Vid Dulce. I had nothing else to say today, so why not!!
In your entire life, have you ever...
gone on a blind date? No
skipped school? yes, but it was college. Does that really count?
been to Canada? yes
been to Mexico? Yes
been to Florida? yes
been on a plane? Yes
been lost? yes! On a dirt road. In rural Oklahoma. And a guy chased me down because a rock my car had kicked up had broken his windshield. When I realized that he wasn't trying to tell me my car had a flat or something, I told him to eat my dust (or something like that). Then I cried. I was only 18, so give me a break!!
been on the opposite side of the country? yes
gone to Washington, DC? Yes, as a kid.
swam in the ocean? Yes, but I don't like it at all. I don't really like swimming anyways.
lettered in a high school sport? I honestly can't remember. How sad. I am sure I did though because I played varsity tennis for 4 years and varsity basketball for two at least.
cried yourself to sleep? I don't think so.
played cops and robbers? no, but when I was a kid my "gang" of neighborhood kids saw a robbery going down in the woods behind our neighborhood.
played dolls? Yes, but only with stuffed animals. I dressed them and loved them and named them and spanked them.
recently colored with crayons? Yes. Amazingly therapeutic. Try it some time.
sang Karaoke? in the privacy of my own home, thank you very much!
laughed until some kind of beverage came out of your nose? I can't remember beverage actually coming out, but on the first date with D, I specifically remember something funny being said or happening about every time I took a drink of Dr. Pepper around the campfire by the lake that night.
caught a snowflake on your tongue? it is a hard thing to avoid when it is coming down as hard as it does up here.
danced in the rain? Another date with my D when we were engaged. What a sweet memory!
written a letter to Santa Claus? No. Why would I write to him? I knew very well where the "goods" came from. (:
been kissed under the mistletoe? yes!
watched the sunrise with someone you care about? Yes, but it has been awhile. I need that to happen again soon. Cheap date idea coming on.
been arrested? Never
gone ice-skating? Yes, but I really, really stink at it. I always wanted to make it to the Olympics. Another dream dashed!!
been skinny dipping outdoors? No. I did lay out naked though when I spent a semester in Europe. I didn't want tan lines!! So I opened the wooden shutters to my room on the 3rd floor and laid on the floor in the patch of sun for awhile. I am so wild!!
had a nickname? Trala. It has been awhile. I liked to sing when I was little.
been to Africa? no
eaten cookies for dinner? undoubtedly. I just can't remember a time specifically.
been on TV? no
stolen any traffic signs? no
been in a car accident? a couple, none when I was driving though, thank you very much
What is your...
favorite drink? dr.pepper
birthplace? Honolulu, Hawaii
favorite vacation spot? Cotswalds in England
favorite salad dressing? Full fat and full calories, ranch!!
favorite pie? blueberry, but I don't ususually eat pie
favorite number? dont really know...I guess 37
favorite movie? Pride and Predjudice, BBC
favorite holiday? Christmas
favorite food? mexican
favorite day of the week? monday
favorite brand of body wash? don't have one
favorite toothpaste? aquafresh
favorite smell? pine trees right after it rains
Do you have any...
tattoos? tramp stamp, butterfly. Ha, Ha!! And I know you didn't bite on that Kellie so don't even bother to give me a hard time.
body piercings? Ear lobes. I was a wild child and had two done on my left ear lobe in the late 80's. Someone slow me down!!!!!
Do you drive a 2-door or 4-door vehicle? mini-van
What do you do to relax? sleep (I am being totally serious!), read, be all by myself
How do you see yourself in 10 years? My youngest, J, will be graduating from highschool, C will be graduating from college, M will likely already be in the work force and D 3 will possibly still be in graduate school if he gets to do what he wants to do. I could very well have several grandkids by then. D and I would be free to travel around the country on our Harley Davidsons and do seminars on how to raise perfect children into fantastic adults (cause that hasn't already been done by someone yet). He will have written his first series of books and I will pose with him for the picture on the back covers as any dutiful trophy wife would do. Or maybe we will be full time missionaries travelling to various countries encouraging other missionaries. Or maybe I will have gone back to school and will be doing...only God knows what at this point. Or maybe we will still be here. What an adventure this life is!!!
In your entire life, have you ever...
gone on a blind date? No
skipped school? yes, but it was college. Does that really count?
been to Canada? yes
been to Mexico? Yes
been to Florida? yes
been on a plane? Yes
been lost? yes! On a dirt road. In rural Oklahoma. And a guy chased me down because a rock my car had kicked up had broken his windshield. When I realized that he wasn't trying to tell me my car had a flat or something, I told him to eat my dust (or something like that). Then I cried. I was only 18, so give me a break!!
been on the opposite side of the country? yes
gone to Washington, DC? Yes, as a kid.
swam in the ocean? Yes, but I don't like it at all. I don't really like swimming anyways.
lettered in a high school sport? I honestly can't remember. How sad. I am sure I did though because I played varsity tennis for 4 years and varsity basketball for two at least.
cried yourself to sleep? I don't think so.
played cops and robbers? no, but when I was a kid my "gang" of neighborhood kids saw a robbery going down in the woods behind our neighborhood.
played dolls? Yes, but only with stuffed animals. I dressed them and loved them and named them and spanked them.
recently colored with crayons? Yes. Amazingly therapeutic. Try it some time.
sang Karaoke? in the privacy of my own home, thank you very much!
laughed until some kind of beverage came out of your nose? I can't remember beverage actually coming out, but on the first date with D, I specifically remember something funny being said or happening about every time I took a drink of Dr. Pepper around the campfire by the lake that night.
caught a snowflake on your tongue? it is a hard thing to avoid when it is coming down as hard as it does up here.
danced in the rain? Another date with my D when we were engaged. What a sweet memory!
written a letter to Santa Claus? No. Why would I write to him? I knew very well where the "goods" came from. (:
been kissed under the mistletoe? yes!
watched the sunrise with someone you care about? Yes, but it has been awhile. I need that to happen again soon. Cheap date idea coming on.
been arrested? Never
gone ice-skating? Yes, but I really, really stink at it. I always wanted to make it to the Olympics. Another dream dashed!!
been skinny dipping outdoors? No. I did lay out naked though when I spent a semester in Europe. I didn't want tan lines!! So I opened the wooden shutters to my room on the 3rd floor and laid on the floor in the patch of sun for awhile. I am so wild!!
had a nickname? Trala. It has been awhile. I liked to sing when I was little.
been to Africa? no
eaten cookies for dinner? undoubtedly. I just can't remember a time specifically.
been on TV? no
stolen any traffic signs? no
been in a car accident? a couple, none when I was driving though, thank you very much
What is your...
favorite drink? dr.pepper
birthplace? Honolulu, Hawaii
favorite vacation spot? Cotswalds in England
favorite salad dressing? Full fat and full calories, ranch!!
favorite pie? blueberry, but I don't ususually eat pie
favorite number? dont really know...I guess 37
favorite movie? Pride and Predjudice, BBC
favorite holiday? Christmas
favorite food? mexican
favorite day of the week? monday
favorite brand of body wash? don't have one
favorite toothpaste? aquafresh
favorite smell? pine trees right after it rains
Do you have any...
tattoos? tramp stamp, butterfly. Ha, Ha!! And I know you didn't bite on that Kellie so don't even bother to give me a hard time.
body piercings? Ear lobes. I was a wild child and had two done on my left ear lobe in the late 80's. Someone slow me down!!!!!
Do you drive a 2-door or 4-door vehicle? mini-van
What do you do to relax? sleep (I am being totally serious!), read, be all by myself
How do you see yourself in 10 years? My youngest, J, will be graduating from highschool, C will be graduating from college, M will likely already be in the work force and D 3 will possibly still be in graduate school if he gets to do what he wants to do. I could very well have several grandkids by then. D and I would be free to travel around the country on our Harley Davidsons and do seminars on how to raise perfect children into fantastic adults (cause that hasn't already been done by someone yet). He will have written his first series of books and I will pose with him for the picture on the back covers as any dutiful trophy wife would do. Or maybe we will be full time missionaries travelling to various countries encouraging other missionaries. Or maybe I will have gone back to school and will be doing...only God knows what at this point. Or maybe we will still be here. What an adventure this life is!!!
Tuesday, June 3, 2008
Tagged
I was tagged by La Vida Dulce today for this meme:
What’s been one of the scariest (in a terrifying or humorous sense) thing you’ve ever experienced?
Honestly, it took me all of 1/4th of a second to know what has been the single most scary, terrifying experience of my entire life. I pray I never experience that kind of terror ever again!! And I can't share it with you, my dear internet circle, because it involves someone else.
So now I need to think of something that would come in second. And I am coming up with...nothing. Nothing!!!
Well, maybe my first kiss. Truly terrifying (will we bump noses? does my breath stink?) but would that count as one of the scariest? It doesn't seem to fit. Such a teenager moment!!
There is always child birth. That was pretty scary, and definately not a teenager moment. But the nice Dr. came in the nick of time with the big syringe full of epidural good stuff and then all was happy again. So that doesn't really work.
Oh, I have one. A real one! Way back when, D was an attorney in Oklahoma City. On the morning of April 19,1995, he went off to work and I went to a community Bible Study. As I entered the building, word sifted through the ladies that the Federal Courthouse building had just been bombed. I knew that D had a federal case that morning. Needless to say, the phone lines were completely jammed but miraculously I did at last get through to his secretary who confirmed that he was indeed downtown for the federal case. Fortunately, I was able to also get word quickly that it was not the courthouse but the Murrah Federal building that had been blasted apart, just 2 block away from where D was at the courthouse.
Thankful doesn't begin to describe my feelings that D was safe, but it was and is hard knowing how many other family's have a different and very sad story about this same day.
So I am supposed to tag some other people on this deal. My problem is I don't have any clue how to paste those cool little links in. That in and of itself is terrifying!! SO if you read this, consider yourself tagged and let me know!
What’s been one of the scariest (in a terrifying or humorous sense) thing you’ve ever experienced?
Honestly, it took me all of 1/4th of a second to know what has been the single most scary, terrifying experience of my entire life. I pray I never experience that kind of terror ever again!! And I can't share it with you, my dear internet circle, because it involves someone else.
So now I need to think of something that would come in second. And I am coming up with...nothing. Nothing!!!
Well, maybe my first kiss. Truly terrifying (will we bump noses? does my breath stink?) but would that count as one of the scariest? It doesn't seem to fit. Such a teenager moment!!
There is always child birth. That was pretty scary, and definately not a teenager moment. But the nice Dr. came in the nick of time with the big syringe full of epidural good stuff and then all was happy again. So that doesn't really work.
Oh, I have one. A real one! Way back when, D was an attorney in Oklahoma City. On the morning of April 19,1995, he went off to work and I went to a community Bible Study. As I entered the building, word sifted through the ladies that the Federal Courthouse building had just been bombed. I knew that D had a federal case that morning. Needless to say, the phone lines were completely jammed but miraculously I did at last get through to his secretary who confirmed that he was indeed downtown for the federal case. Fortunately, I was able to also get word quickly that it was not the courthouse but the Murrah Federal building that had been blasted apart, just 2 block away from where D was at the courthouse.
Thankful doesn't begin to describe my feelings that D was safe, but it was and is hard knowing how many other family's have a different and very sad story about this same day.
So I am supposed to tag some other people on this deal. My problem is I don't have any clue how to paste those cool little links in. That in and of itself is terrifying!! SO if you read this, consider yourself tagged and let me know!
Monday, June 2, 2008
37 Working on 18
That would be me, 37 years old working on 18 years of age!!
Last week I got to be a kid again. M's class does a trip each year and this year we went to the Cincinnati area. A Creation Museum and an Aquarium started us off. I was full of energy and willing to try anything. Including taking on any and every taker in Dance Dance Revolution at the pizza place where we had dinner afterwards. I was so 18 again!!
And then we spent the night at an incredible hotel with an inside water park. There were a gillion rides and I did them all, but suddenly at around 9:00 I realized that I was really more like a 25 year old then an 18 year old, so a group of us headed off to the hot tub. By the time we got out at 10:00, I had mysteriously aged another 5 years.
The next day we spent at the nearby theme park. As a 30 year old (in my own mind) I was boldly unafraid to face any and every roller coaster. Almost. After two consecutive runs on The Beast I had aged about 3 years. But I was still pretty impressed with myself and began to think that I could probably win that Guess the Age game pretty easy. The little blonde running that booth would have no clue that I was older then 33. Not a chance.
But, in the way these things go, by 3:00 in the afternoon I had actually screamed right past my own age of 37 and had hit about 45. I had hit the proverbial wall. We (my 2 buddies who are a bit more aged then I am) walked to the water park portion and found a nice grouping of chairs under a big umbrella and we took our shoes off, laid down, and took a little siesta surrounded by all the little bikini wearing, tanned and buff bodies of true 18 year olds. You know they were shaking their heads and saying to themselves, "NEVER!!!".
We had left at 4 AM on Wednesday and didn't get home until 1 AM on Friday. It was an absolute blast! Really. And I am still recovering. Seriously. I am actually on antibiotics and ibuprofen!! But at least I am back to my real age of 37. I have concluded that it isn't such a bad place to be!
Last week I got to be a kid again. M's class does a trip each year and this year we went to the Cincinnati area. A Creation Museum and an Aquarium started us off. I was full of energy and willing to try anything. Including taking on any and every taker in Dance Dance Revolution at the pizza place where we had dinner afterwards. I was so 18 again!!
And then we spent the night at an incredible hotel with an inside water park. There were a gillion rides and I did them all, but suddenly at around 9:00 I realized that I was really more like a 25 year old then an 18 year old, so a group of us headed off to the hot tub. By the time we got out at 10:00, I had mysteriously aged another 5 years.
The next day we spent at the nearby theme park. As a 30 year old (in my own mind) I was boldly unafraid to face any and every roller coaster. Almost. After two consecutive runs on The Beast I had aged about 3 years. But I was still pretty impressed with myself and began to think that I could probably win that Guess the Age game pretty easy. The little blonde running that booth would have no clue that I was older then 33. Not a chance.
But, in the way these things go, by 3:00 in the afternoon I had actually screamed right past my own age of 37 and had hit about 45. I had hit the proverbial wall. We (my 2 buddies who are a bit more aged then I am) walked to the water park portion and found a nice grouping of chairs under a big umbrella and we took our shoes off, laid down, and took a little siesta surrounded by all the little bikini wearing, tanned and buff bodies of true 18 year olds. You know they were shaking their heads and saying to themselves, "NEVER!!!".
We had left at 4 AM on Wednesday and didn't get home until 1 AM on Friday. It was an absolute blast! Really. And I am still recovering. Seriously. I am actually on antibiotics and ibuprofen!! But at least I am back to my real age of 37. I have concluded that it isn't such a bad place to be!
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