Monday, October 31, 2005
We've been enjoying a long weekend with my parents. We carved pumpkins yesterday - Gabriella did one completely by herself (she even carved it on her own) and it turned out very cute. (I will post pictures later.) Today we will be trick-or-treating, but as I'm sure you know kids can't have enough candy.
Last Halloween I posted a link to 20 questions, which is a fun way to waste some time. If you haven't seen this before give it a try, and see if you can stump it!
Have a safe, happy Halloween!
Friday, October 28, 2005
More further evidence that I'm a freak*
- I must put my shoes and socks on sock, sock, shoe, shoe. Sock, shoe, sock, shoe just can not happen!
- The toilet paper must must must come over the top of the roll - not under. I'm not kidding about this. It just must!
- I must open cans, bags, packages and the like from the top end.
- The lid to my travel mug must be positioned in just the right place on top of the cup, or I will not drink from it.
- That "get up on the wrong side of the bed" thing? I take it seriously. I can only get out of bed on the same side I got in on, which means if for some reason I got in on his side and moved over to mine, I have to scootch back over to get out on his side.
*It's been a while since I did one of these. You can see the previous ones here and here.
Wednesday, October 26, 2005
I'm sorry, you have the wrong number
You would not believe the number of calls I get every day that are not intended for me. I get more "wrong number" calls than I get "right number" calls!
Apparently our number use to belong to a local computer company. Bubblehead says we should open a computer store because we already have the client base! But I also get calls for the gas company, the hardware store, Nick, Andrea, Bill, Jim Bob.... it's insane!
I guess having our number set up as 555-1234 was a mistake?
Tuesday, October 25, 2005
World Premiere!! Alexander's quip du jour
(completely out of the blue and unprevoked by me)
"You're cute Ma Ma"
Sunday, October 23, 2005
I really am a caring mother...
despite how this post may make me sound. But I had to share.
Please keep in mind during this story that at no time was my daughter badly hurt, and that I care for her more than anything on Earth.
I was sitting at the kitchen table today coloring and cutting out a "folder game" for Gabriella"s preschool teacher. Gabriella and Little Man had been sitting at their little table near me coloring, but had since ran off to play. All of a sudden Gabriella was at my side, stammering to tell me something.
She was upset, and wasn't getting her words out well, so it took me a minute to realize that she was hurt. She was putting on such a brave face, but as her words finally came out so did the tears.
"Alex sharpened my finger!"
author's note: I'm not buying for a second that her little brother forced her finger into the pencil sharpener. She's in this phase (that lasts what... 16 more years?) where she blames everything that might come with a punishment or negative reaction on her brother. Also, for any of you who are concerned about such a thing, this was a child's manual pencil sharpener, and not a big fancy electric one – thank goodness!)
I pulled her up into my lap and wiped away the crocodile tears running down her cheeks. I checked the finger (no more blood than a paper cut would cause) and then pressed her little head against me. As she sobbed and I comforted her, I looked down at my precious girl, checked to be sure she wasn’t looking at me and then let out a big, although silent laugh!!
I'm sorry. I do care very much about her. I feel terrible that she was hurt, and am thankful that it wasn't badly, and all is well now, but there was something about her statement that was so funny!! She tried to sharpen her finger!!!
So now I can add that to my list of failures as a mother: I neglected to teach my children NOT to sharpen their fingers to points with a pencil sharpener.
Friday, October 21, 2005
For the love of tea
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First of all, there are many fine tea companies out there (and I order from several of them), but Adagio is the only one I've come across that actually sends out all their tea packaged properly in a tin. And secondly, my experience with their customer service has been outstanding. Because I believe customer service is an all but extinct business practice, I thought I'd post about them again, as a sort of "thank you."
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Tuesday, October 18, 2005
Gabriella's quip du jour - a year in review
Many people have said that they really enjoy the "quip du jours", which is funny because I never thought anyone would enjoy them but me, and I started doing them mainly because I wanted to write them down so I would never forget some of the funny things she says.
For those of you who do enjoy them (myself included) here are some of my favorites:
- "Pardon me father, but could I trouble you to please go away!"
- "That's my sorry!"
- (yelling) "Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls, presenting.....ME..... the horrible dancer!!" (She still says this, although now it is her brother who is the horrible dancer)
- (Said to her Daddy in a very stern voice, finger pointing in emphasis, after he had spun her around like a centrifuge.)
"That's dizzy, Daddy!......Do it again!"
- Me - "Gabriella, I want you to appologize to your Daddy for being sassy."
Gabriella - "Daddy, sorry I sauced you!"
- (As I was bringing Little Man into her room to play)
"He can't come in here! I'm busy, and he can't take my busies away!"
- (Introducing her brother to some random stranger.)
"This is Alex. When he's being naughty, Mommy calls him No Sir!"
- "Grandpa's a cool dude!"
- Gabriella and her grandma wandering around the backyard in early spring.
Grandma: "Ella, look at all those tulips! Aren't they pretty?"
Gabriella: "I have "twolips"! They are red, and they are on my face!"
- Gabriella: "I'm wearing all green today. I'm acting like Minty!"
Gabriella: "And Alex is acting like Wysteria!"
Me: "I see. And what about me?"
Gabriella: "You're acting like a crazy lady!"
- "It's a good thing there's an Ella!"
Sunday, October 16, 2005
How my blog has changed my life
Carmi asked me how my blog has changed my life. (And by the way if you don't know Carmi, do yourself a favor and pay him a visit!) I'm sure anyone who doesn't blog wouldn't understand such a question, but as we bloggers know, it actually can change your life. (You know, I always hated the essay questions - I never could get the first paragraph to come out the way I wanted!)
First of all, I had forgotten that I enjoy writing. (Plus now, I'm not given assignments and sent down to some public hearing for two days to report on some BORING meeting - even though that article got me into Quill and Scroll. ;) Now I get to write about me - my life, vent my frustrations and share my joys. You can't beat that "writing assignment"!
Secondly, I've been able to touch a few other moms out there with PPD. If I've made one other mother with depression feel more "normal", or helped her to decide to find some help, then that makes all my time at this keyboard worth it! I have some wonderful friends who helped me through this (and continue to), so I would love to think I have paid that forward.
The biggest impact my blog has had though, is the people I've met. Take Carmi for instance: here is this wonderful journalist and father in Canada who more than once has put into words feelings and ideas that I couldn't have. What other way could I have met him? He is just one example of scores of you out there from all over the world that I have come to know because one day in October I decided to start a blog. I even met one of my best friends right here! What an opportunity!
Perhaps most important, though, is the impact this blog could possibly have on my children. You see, quite of bit of what I write here is my way of presevering my thoughts and feelings for them. Back when Ella was a baby I bought these two beautiful blank journals, and decided I would write in them for my children - letters for them to read when they grow up. I wrote a few, and struggled with a few more, and gave up. (It's difficult to write a letter to a 9 month old, you know?) But now look at what I have to write in those journals! Priceless memories and funny moments - the good and the bad. Not contrived, forced letters but real life.
And that's how I spent my summer vacation. (I always hated ending those essay questions, too. ;)
Friday, October 14, 2005
J&J's Mom was kind enough to "nominate" one of my posts to repost in honor of my blogoversary. This post is entitled "Splash", and never actually appeared here on Mommy Matters. I wrote it as a guest post for Trucker Bob. (Stop by his new site and say hello - tell him I sent you!)~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Splash
What is it about tossing rocks into a river? It's hypnotic. Sitting on
the river bank, listening to the water rush by. There by the edge the
water moves slowly, and you can hear it gurgling between the rocks,
worn smooth over hundreds of years. There in the mountains where the
air is clean you can actually smell the water, its coolness filling
your lungs. It wakes you up and relaxes you all at once.
I loved throwing rocks as a young child - back when my parents would
take me camping. My brother and I would throw rocks into even the
smallest of streams to hear that sploosh as the water swallowed up the
rock. My dad taught us how to skip rocks on the lake.
Splish.. splish.. splash
We'd toss them in and watch the ripples fade away to nothing. We'd
listen to the different sounds each rock made upon the water.
I still love to throw rocks into the water. I watch my rock settle to
the bottom. I watch the sun dance on the surface, playing games with
the shadows on the river bottom.
It's innate I think - this fascination. We recently took our children
up the mountain for a picnic dinner, and they were instantly drawn to
the river bank. Immediately rocks were gathered in their tiny fists
and tossed in. I watched them as they started to play the same games
my brother and I did, without any instruction or guidance.
Of course as children the only explanation we have is "It's fun". As
an adult, I see much more. I see the rocks in the river, worn away
over time. Those rocks have been there longer than anyone has been
around to sit and watch them. Perhaps those same rocks looked back at
Lewis and Clark as they made their trek toward the West Coast. Maybe
they saw the herds of buffalo come through here, back when it wasn't
something special to see a buffalo in the wild. Being out in the
wilderness is like stepping back in time in a way.
Being out here also puts you back in touch with nature. As adults it's
easy to overlook if we let ourselves, but seeing it through my
children's eyes I saw the wonder and excitement they saw. They bring
all the sights and sounds of nature to my attention – the ones that I
have grown use to after 30 years of growing up here. We take these
things for granted, you know. We sit in our cars and drive right past
the animals that call these places home. Past the wildflowers that
grow out of the crevasses in the rock. Past the seedlings pushing
their way out of the ground wiped away by fire just a year before.
Sometimes we miss so much of the picture because we don't take the
time to examine the details.
But not today. Today I sit on a rock, next to a river, smelling the
pine trees and the wind. I listen to the birds up above, and the
rustling of the leaves, and laughter coming from somewhere downstream.
No, it's not my children. It's me, 20 years ago, throwing rocks into
the water - because its fun.
Thursday, October 13, 2005
When things are slow, why not do a meme?
I was tagged by Sarah with this one. I've got nothing else to say, so here it goes:
7 things I plan to do before I die:
- Visit Europe again
- Learn to speak French
- Read The Grapes of Wrath (there's a story there - I'll blog it sometime.)
- Sleep in
- Write a children's book
- Take a cruise
- Custom build a home. (I know a wonderful architect!)
7 Things I can do:
- play the piano
- make a perfect cup of tea
- Clean up half a tube of A&D Ointment off the head of a toddler
- Make up a silly song on the spot to bring a smile to my kids' faces
- ski (alpine)
- make a whistle out of a blade of grass
- parallel park
7 things I can not do:
- Trill my tongue
- the splits
- Clean up half a tube of A&D Ointment off the head of a toddler without crying
- Drive a stick shift
- Make coffee
- Spell parallel
7 things that attract me to the opposite sex:
- sense of humor
7 things I say most often:
- I've got nothing
- That's your son/daughter
- That's my son/daughter
- That's crap
- I'm tired
- I'm done with poop!
7 people I want to pass this to:
Oh I won't do that to you, but if you do decide to do it, let me know so I can stop by to compare notes.
Wednesday, October 12, 2005
This is a test
If this had been an actual blog post, it would have been followed by actual content. (I am testing out Blogger for Word.) This is only a test.
Gabriella's quip du jour
"Alex was grossing up the floor!!"
I don't even want to know what that means!
Saturday, October 08, 2005
It's my blogoversary!!
One year ago today I sat in my basement and started this little blog. I honestly didn't think it would hold my attention for very long. I didn't think I'd still be doing this a year later.
And now today I have to tell you that it has been theraputic. Writting, yes, but even more so all the wonderful people I've met here. I would like to thank a few people who have helped make this little site a place I love to be. Mia from Ciao! My Bella! did my original design (which I have brought back for the occasion!). Amy redid my layout for me, and did a beautiful job - thank you both! Also thank you to Buffi - you know why.
I wanted to do something really fun and special to celebrate my blogoversary, but couldn't come up with anything. So instead of something fun and interesting, I'm going to open the floor up to you. If you happen to have a favorite post (by me, that is :) let me know, and I'll repost it. If you have any questions just burning within you that you've been dying to ask me, now is your chance.
Oh, and by the way, I do accept gifts for such a special occasion! *wink, wink*
(When you get done here, stop by and visit a friend of mine - it's her blogoversary, too!)
Wednesday, October 05, 2005
By morning light
What a morning to lose the ice scraper!
Tuesday, October 04, 2005
Wyoming Weather Update
I just thought you all should know that as I sit at my kitchen table drinking my tea and looking out onto the Wind River Mountains (barely visable right now), it is snowing - hard.
It was 80 degress this past weekend.
Monday, October 03, 2005
Gabriella's quip du jour...
(While driving in the car)
Gabriella: "Mommy, you didn't stop!"
Me: "Sweetie, Mommy knows how to drive - I'm doing just fine."
Gabriella: "You know how to drive?"
Gabriella: "Except Daddy a little bit?"