Here are some Christmas photos.
Wednesday, December 26, 2007
Christmas Photos
December 26, 2007
Here's some Christmas Photos. At least I hope here are some Christmas Photos. We had a great day, and got to talk to all our family. Everyone seems to have gotten what they wanted, and the only present left in Mom's closet was the box for Craguns! At least I preserved the tradition!! And Barbara loves me anyway!
Enjoy!
Sunday, December 16, 2007
Christmas Tunes
Sunday, December 16, 2007
To the tune of "Jingle Bells"
Dashing through the week, a million things to do
Trying hard to get, our Christmas card to you. (Ho, Ho, Ho)
Snowmen are all out, the mantel to display
Playing cheery songs, so please do not dismay!
OH
Cookie dough, cookie dough, baking all the day
Dishes must be done, but we just want to play, (HEY!)
Cookie dough, cookie dough, baking all the day
Presents must be wrapped and tagged, and put out to display!
(2)
Lights are strung outside, peguin is out too
Snowflakes twinkle in the trees, bringing cheer to you! (HO, HO, HO)
Dad is home from work, trying to help Mom,
Sometimes he looks up, and finds that she is gone!
OH
Cookie dough, cookie dough, baking all the day
Dishes must be done, but we just want to play, (HEY!)
Cookie dough, cookie dough, baking all the day
Presents must be wrapped and tagged, and put out to display!
(3)
At this time of year, we think of all our friends,
We wish you the best, from beginning to the end.
We wish we were there, spending time with you,
Since we cannot be, we send our love to you!
OH
Cookie dough, cookie dough, baking all the day
Dishes must be done, but we just want to play, (HEY!)
Cookie dough, cookie dough, baking all the day
Presents must be wrapped and tagged, and put out to display!
To the tune of "Jingle Bells"
Dashing through the week, a million things to do
Trying hard to get, our Christmas card to you. (Ho, Ho, Ho)
Snowmen are all out, the mantel to display
Playing cheery songs, so please do not dismay!
OH
Cookie dough, cookie dough, baking all the day
Dishes must be done, but we just want to play, (HEY!)
Cookie dough, cookie dough, baking all the day
Presents must be wrapped and tagged, and put out to display!
(2)
Lights are strung outside, peguin is out too
Snowflakes twinkle in the trees, bringing cheer to you! (HO, HO, HO)
Dad is home from work, trying to help Mom,
Sometimes he looks up, and finds that she is gone!
OH
Cookie dough, cookie dough, baking all the day
Dishes must be done, but we just want to play, (HEY!)
Cookie dough, cookie dough, baking all the day
Presents must be wrapped and tagged, and put out to display!
(3)
At this time of year, we think of all our friends,
We wish you the best, from beginning to the end.
We wish we were there, spending time with you,
Since we cannot be, we send our love to you!
OH
Cookie dough, cookie dough, baking all the day
Dishes must be done, but we just want to play, (HEY!)
Cookie dough, cookie dough, baking all the day
Presents must be wrapped and tagged, and put out to display!
Wednesday, November 21, 2007
Something's Missing At The Grocery Store
Wednesday, November 21, 2007
Ok, I really want to know how come when you go to the grocery store and manage to fill up your basket with all kinds of stuff that there is never anyone who will go home with you to put it away. I really think that the store should provide that service....I mean really....you spend an hour there and spend lots of money but no one will help put it away!! They will put it in your car so that everything falls out of the sacks before you get home, so why can't they at least come home to help clean up the mess of all the spilt things??? A VERY puzzling question in my book!
My foot is not broken, at least that's what the radiologist says, but it isn't getting better. The bruise is going away, but all the pain remains. I am so tired of my shoe not fitting on my foot at the end of the day, and that vicodin they give you just puts you to sleep. I simply cannot take that dumb pill 4 times a day! I would be a terrible drug addict!
I am back at the studio, but thankful that we are now closed for the rest of this week. Maybe I can get a few things caught up at home....like find the floor in the sewing room by moving several sets of altered ones back to the studio. However, I would have to finish altering them before I can move them back.
I have the pajama pants cut out and waiting on the kitchen counter for some children, but still have to cut out for others. I will never get everything done!!
I would be nice if I could manage to get some Christmas shopping done this weekend. However, it will all depend on how much my foot can handle. Cooper is ready to be at Kohl's at 4am when they open. She LOVES the early morning stuff the day after Thanksgiving. Cymbre is great at sneaking in among the big people to grab what we are hoping for. All the big people just think she is somebody's kid, and just let her in!!! Way to go Cymbre!!
Cooper will probably be having her tonsils removed on December 19th! What a Christmas break for her!!! However, they say she will feel better once she is healed. The healing process may be more than she can handle in that the doctor has told her two weeks of NO dance. That is painful for her!
I have three seamstresses busy at work, and have been working everyday myself. There is still so much left to do. I sure hope we manage to pull this off this year! There are performance days the first two weekends in December. Cooper and Cymbre are involved in both of them. I finally have those 430 rhinestones all glued on the Happy Feet tuxedos for both the girls. Talk about sniffing glue!! I think I may have lost a couple of the very few brain cells that I have left. Total insanity is probably just a couple of rhinestones away!
I am trying to start writing the family Christmas newsletter, but haven't gotten any inspiration as of yet....guess I need to get Dad involved. He can usually jump start me on to something. He needs to make the list of everywhere he has been this year anyway.
Cooper taught some baby dance classes all on her own again recently. Ms. Andee was sick, so Ginny just brought in Cooper. The parents were thrilled. She is also teaching two little girls some private lessons. She loves the money, and it's a great experience for her.
Cymbre is finally just wearing her retainer at night!!! THANK GOODNESS! Now we just have to get two baby teeth removed, and maintain while her permanent ones come in. Then it will be braces.
Cymbre has grown so tall lately....we can actually see her above the kitchen high counter now. It's quite amazing! They have her in all the level 4-5 dance classes, and she is improving quite rapidly. It's making all the teenagers CRAZY! Some of those teenagers have been in that level class for 3 years, and Cymbre comes in and is passing some of them up. It drives them nuts. Go Cymbre!
Just have the boot covers and the skirt left to make on the duet for Cymbre and Megan. That will be done hopefully this week.....everyone say your prayers.
Dad will be back in Denver for a couple of days this week...I think he goes on Monday.
Cymbre gave a talk in primay this past Sunday. She did a good job, and Dad even managed to work her rhinos into it. Miracles will never cease.
Well, no funny stuff today as the medicine for my foot is making me just a bit sleepy....must go lay down with some ice on this foot.
Have a great week, and remember to go out of your way to do something nice for someone this week.
It's almost time for the snowmen to come out of hiding!!! YIPPY!!
Love you.
Mom
Ok, I really want to know how come when you go to the grocery store and manage to fill up your basket with all kinds of stuff that there is never anyone who will go home with you to put it away. I really think that the store should provide that service....I mean really....you spend an hour there and spend lots of money but no one will help put it away!! They will put it in your car so that everything falls out of the sacks before you get home, so why can't they at least come home to help clean up the mess of all the spilt things??? A VERY puzzling question in my book!
My foot is not broken, at least that's what the radiologist says, but it isn't getting better. The bruise is going away, but all the pain remains. I am so tired of my shoe not fitting on my foot at the end of the day, and that vicodin they give you just puts you to sleep. I simply cannot take that dumb pill 4 times a day! I would be a terrible drug addict!
I am back at the studio, but thankful that we are now closed for the rest of this week. Maybe I can get a few things caught up at home....like find the floor in the sewing room by moving several sets of altered ones back to the studio. However, I would have to finish altering them before I can move them back.
I have the pajama pants cut out and waiting on the kitchen counter for some children, but still have to cut out for others. I will never get everything done!!
I would be nice if I could manage to get some Christmas shopping done this weekend. However, it will all depend on how much my foot can handle. Cooper is ready to be at Kohl's at 4am when they open. She LOVES the early morning stuff the day after Thanksgiving. Cymbre is great at sneaking in among the big people to grab what we are hoping for. All the big people just think she is somebody's kid, and just let her in!!! Way to go Cymbre!!
Cooper will probably be having her tonsils removed on December 19th! What a Christmas break for her!!! However, they say she will feel better once she is healed. The healing process may be more than she can handle in that the doctor has told her two weeks of NO dance. That is painful for her!
I have three seamstresses busy at work, and have been working everyday myself. There is still so much left to do. I sure hope we manage to pull this off this year! There are performance days the first two weekends in December. Cooper and Cymbre are involved in both of them. I finally have those 430 rhinestones all glued on the Happy Feet tuxedos for both the girls. Talk about sniffing glue!! I think I may have lost a couple of the very few brain cells that I have left. Total insanity is probably just a couple of rhinestones away!
I am trying to start writing the family Christmas newsletter, but haven't gotten any inspiration as of yet....guess I need to get Dad involved. He can usually jump start me on to something. He needs to make the list of everywhere he has been this year anyway.
Cooper taught some baby dance classes all on her own again recently. Ms. Andee was sick, so Ginny just brought in Cooper. The parents were thrilled. She is also teaching two little girls some private lessons. She loves the money, and it's a great experience for her.
Cymbre is finally just wearing her retainer at night!!! THANK GOODNESS! Now we just have to get two baby teeth removed, and maintain while her permanent ones come in. Then it will be braces.
Cymbre has grown so tall lately....we can actually see her above the kitchen high counter now. It's quite amazing! They have her in all the level 4-5 dance classes, and she is improving quite rapidly. It's making all the teenagers CRAZY! Some of those teenagers have been in that level class for 3 years, and Cymbre comes in and is passing some of them up. It drives them nuts. Go Cymbre!
Just have the boot covers and the skirt left to make on the duet for Cymbre and Megan. That will be done hopefully this week.....everyone say your prayers.
Dad will be back in Denver for a couple of days this week...I think he goes on Monday.
Cymbre gave a talk in primay this past Sunday. She did a good job, and Dad even managed to work her rhinos into it. Miracles will never cease.
Well, no funny stuff today as the medicine for my foot is making me just a bit sleepy....must go lay down with some ice on this foot.
Have a great week, and remember to go out of your way to do something nice for someone this week.
It's almost time for the snowmen to come out of hiding!!! YIPPY!!
Love you.
Mom
Wednesday, October 31, 2007
Split Personality
October 31, 2007
Happy Halloween!
It is almost time to get the girls ready for Trick or Treating. And where is Dad?? Malaysia! Just how am I supposed to take the girls out, and stay home to hand out the candy. Taking the girls is Dad's job, and I stay home and try to get something done while I answer the door! Guess it is time for my split personality to come out tonight! I usually try to keep her hidden.
Oops, the dryer is buzzing, back in a minute.....
I'm back! Aren't you happy!
Well, I finally got Shyla's birthday stuff in the mail...hope it gets there.
Things at the dance studio are heating up with some of the costuming for competition coming in and needing altering, and some made here at home. I got the duet one for Cooper done, and she performed last weekend. It looked GREAT, even if I do say so myself. I have a month of my time involved in that costume. Now is it on to Cymbre and Megan's duet costumes, and then Super Cali production.
My elbow is all swollen up today...haven't figured out what I did. It has been hurting me for about a week, but today it is swollen. Maybe it was all the pushing I did making covered buttons for the Happy Feet tuxedos today. Probably strained something.
OK, Is EVERYBODY PAYING ATTENTION??
I bought myself the new Danielle Steel DVD - Safe Harbour today. So no one get it for Christmas for me.
Have you ever wondered what it must be like to be a candy bar on Halloween. Can you just imagine getting a great place on the top of the treat bowl. Waiting all day for it to finally be time for the kids to get dressed in costumes, and then the anticipation builds as it starts to get dark! Then it happens, the doorbell rings. Mom picks up the bowl...you wait to be picked, and WHAT!!! Mom picks up the snickers bar instead!!! You are just the Milky Way sitting there. It was your turn! You can't believe that Mom actually picked up the Snickers. That little ghost really wanted you....you just know it! Now the wait begins again. This time it's Super Man at the door, and he want's M & M's. You just can't believe it...you think about burying yourself deeper in the bowl. You ponder just attaching yourself to the next candy bar Mom picks up.....kind of like hitch hiking! However, you have no caramel leaking out of your package, so there isn't anything sticky to use to stick yourself to the other candy bar. Now you are determined to make it out of the candy bowl at some point tonight.....please let it not be DAD who eats you! How embarrasing would that be to not even make it out of the house on Halloween? Would you be able to face the other candy bars in the morning....would they see your poor lifeless wrapper laying on the top of the trash? Would your friends call 911 or whatever candy bars call to revive you? You wait, you hear the door, it's a goblin of some sort. You don't even care, to feel the bowl being picked up, and HURRAY!!! IT'S YOU! Into the bottom of the trick or treat bag you go. There you find some other candy. There's Smarties, Milk Duds, Heath Bars, Twislers, M & M's and a Snickers. Just as you are getting adjusted to your new enviornment, a popcorn ball hits you on the head! Wonderful! Now you try to find a more comfortable place than under the popcorn ball. You finally wiggle enough to find yourself next to the snickering Snickers. What's so funny you ask? The Snickers replies that his cousin was in the package with you and was picked up in the bag before you were. He just thinks it's funny that the Snickers made it out first. You bound along in the bag quite happily all evening until you get home. The little goblin promptly dumps you out on the floor. There everyone in the bag is inspected by Mom. Then back in the bag you go waiting until your turn to be eaten. I just think the life of a candy bar on Halloween would be a bit boring don't you? What would happen if you were Mom's favorite candy bar, or if the family dog got ahold of you?
Back later....have to go play Dad for a while.
Back again....I drove the car. I know I am lazy, but my elbow is killing me!!
We managed to not get "booed" this year. Last year, we got it like 15 times. Dad finally said that was enough...we weren't buying any more candy.
I will be glad when Dad comes home again....this not sleeping much is beginning to be bad. I can only run for so long before the headaches begin....tonight I will be taking my pill. Maybe it will help the elbow problem too.
Well, I hope that ya'll had a fun Halloween. I bet Caleb was a Transformer if he dressed up! The girls here were Twister Games. Everyone liked them!
Must run.
Have a wonderful week. Do something nice for someone else.
Love you.
Mom
Happy Halloween!
It is almost time to get the girls ready for Trick or Treating. And where is Dad?? Malaysia! Just how am I supposed to take the girls out, and stay home to hand out the candy. Taking the girls is Dad's job, and I stay home and try to get something done while I answer the door! Guess it is time for my split personality to come out tonight! I usually try to keep her hidden.
Oops, the dryer is buzzing, back in a minute.....
I'm back! Aren't you happy!
Well, I finally got Shyla's birthday stuff in the mail...hope it gets there.
Things at the dance studio are heating up with some of the costuming for competition coming in and needing altering, and some made here at home. I got the duet one for Cooper done, and she performed last weekend. It looked GREAT, even if I do say so myself. I have a month of my time involved in that costume. Now is it on to Cymbre and Megan's duet costumes, and then Super Cali production.
My elbow is all swollen up today...haven't figured out what I did. It has been hurting me for about a week, but today it is swollen. Maybe it was all the pushing I did making covered buttons for the Happy Feet tuxedos today. Probably strained something.
OK, Is EVERYBODY PAYING ATTENTION??
I bought myself the new Danielle Steel DVD - Safe Harbour today. So no one get it for Christmas for me.
Have you ever wondered what it must be like to be a candy bar on Halloween. Can you just imagine getting a great place on the top of the treat bowl. Waiting all day for it to finally be time for the kids to get dressed in costumes, and then the anticipation builds as it starts to get dark! Then it happens, the doorbell rings. Mom picks up the bowl...you wait to be picked, and WHAT!!! Mom picks up the snickers bar instead!!! You are just the Milky Way sitting there. It was your turn! You can't believe that Mom actually picked up the Snickers. That little ghost really wanted you....you just know it! Now the wait begins again. This time it's Super Man at the door, and he want's M & M's. You just can't believe it...you think about burying yourself deeper in the bowl. You ponder just attaching yourself to the next candy bar Mom picks up.....kind of like hitch hiking! However, you have no caramel leaking out of your package, so there isn't anything sticky to use to stick yourself to the other candy bar. Now you are determined to make it out of the candy bowl at some point tonight.....please let it not be DAD who eats you! How embarrasing would that be to not even make it out of the house on Halloween? Would you be able to face the other candy bars in the morning....would they see your poor lifeless wrapper laying on the top of the trash? Would your friends call 911 or whatever candy bars call to revive you? You wait, you hear the door, it's a goblin of some sort. You don't even care, to feel the bowl being picked up, and HURRAY!!! IT'S YOU! Into the bottom of the trick or treat bag you go. There you find some other candy. There's Smarties, Milk Duds, Heath Bars, Twislers, M & M's and a Snickers. Just as you are getting adjusted to your new enviornment, a popcorn ball hits you on the head! Wonderful! Now you try to find a more comfortable place than under the popcorn ball. You finally wiggle enough to find yourself next to the snickering Snickers. What's so funny you ask? The Snickers replies that his cousin was in the package with you and was picked up in the bag before you were. He just thinks it's funny that the Snickers made it out first. You bound along in the bag quite happily all evening until you get home. The little goblin promptly dumps you out on the floor. There everyone in the bag is inspected by Mom. Then back in the bag you go waiting until your turn to be eaten. I just think the life of a candy bar on Halloween would be a bit boring don't you? What would happen if you were Mom's favorite candy bar, or if the family dog got ahold of you?
Back later....have to go play Dad for a while.
Back again....I drove the car. I know I am lazy, but my elbow is killing me!!
We managed to not get "booed" this year. Last year, we got it like 15 times. Dad finally said that was enough...we weren't buying any more candy.
I will be glad when Dad comes home again....this not sleeping much is beginning to be bad. I can only run for so long before the headaches begin....tonight I will be taking my pill. Maybe it will help the elbow problem too.
Well, I hope that ya'll had a fun Halloween. I bet Caleb was a Transformer if he dressed up! The girls here were Twister Games. Everyone liked them!
Must run.
Have a wonderful week. Do something nice for someone else.
Love you.
Mom
Thursday, October 18, 2007
Adrenaline Day!
Thursday, October 18, 2007
Well, at our house this morning we all got the adrenaline going bright and early. For the past several days we have had a suspicious white car coming into the development just as Cooper and the three other girls are standing out at the bus stop just across the street from our house. The car is driven by an old man, and he goes really slowly past the girls, and some days shines a flashlight on them. On Tuesday, he shined the light on Cymbre as she was out there waiting for the bus to pick up Cooper. Well, as you can guess, it has all the Mom's all up in arms, so there were three of us out there in the street this morning! I made the group of girls come back to my side of the street because if the car was to stop, he would have to get out of his car and come around it, and that would give me a chance to get the girls safely into our house! None of the girls objected to my plan. Wouldn't have done them any good anyway. Well, no sooner were they all standing by me, than the car turns into our street from Spring Cypress, is going really slowly. The girls are like, "MOM! THAT'S THE CAR!" at the top of their lungs. Well, I had the foresight to put my cell phone and a pen in my pocket (which is really unusual for me since I mostly stand in the shadows of the porch in my nightgown), and so the girls were trying to read the license plate number, and the other mom's standing just down the street were yelling, "That's the car, get the license!" Well, as we were trying to get the number, I discovered that the car has three plates. Two on the front, and one on the back.....What the heck! We managed to write down one of the numbers, and the school bus came. We put the girls on the bus, and called the Sheriff. Took him a few minutes to get there, and we gave him the information. This car has been called into the Sheriff several times already this week, but no one had managed to get the license plate number. Well, he ran the plate and it came up invalid....Great! But he told us he knew the car as he sees it all the time driving around. He knew where it lived, so he would go to the home and check things out. We waited to hear back from him until just after Cymbre left on her bus. When he came back, he told us we got all the numbers right except the S was really an F. He said the guy is an 81 year old, purple heart war veteran who lives in another development who is coming through looking for trash violations. (People who put their trash out too early or have big items on the curbs when they aren't supposed to be there.) WHAT A CROCK!! I told the sheriff that my girls do not look like refrigerators, grass clippings, or trash bags! The sheriff says that they can't do anything unless the guy tries something besides just driving slowly.....UGH!!! We have to wait until some kid actually comes up missing!!! Well, those girls will be out there with me EVERY MORNING, and one little thought that he is stopping that car, I will be dialing 911, and the girls will be running in the house.....I don't care what the sheriff says. Old war veterans can flip out and do crazy things just like anyone else.
Most of the moms don't believe the story the sheriff told us, but now I guess it is a waiting game. Dad may stay home and see if he can talk to the guy and tell him he is terrifying the kids. The whole bus route knows about the car now, and several kids report seeing it by their stops. I think I may talk to the bus driver in the morning. Maybe she can help get the other license plate numbers.
Cymbre saw the car leave the development just before she was to go out to the bus stop.
THEN:
I am at Kohl's at Hwy 249 and Spring Cypress this morning and when I go to get out of the car in the parking lot, I notice that there are three news helicopters circling that intersection and a little farther out. There are several women standing at the doorway to the store watching. I joined the group, and we decided that we would call a husband who could log onto a computer and get the breaking news. Well, I had Dad on the phone first, and he discovered that someone (A real intelligent person!) had killed three people and fled the area on foot!!! GREAT! So the helicopters were trying to help track the guy while he was trying to flee on foot!
All of this has made me think today what Heavenly Father must think of our safety here on earth. Just like a mom who sends her kids out to catch the bus, He sent us to earth. He doesn't have total control of our situations. He can only wait and watch. He knows what will happen, but how does He feel knowing that we don't know? How does He feel when He sees one of His babies kidnapped, or shot and killed? How can he love both the child that is hurt, and the one doing the hurting? I guess the only thing we can really do is pray for our safety, and trust that Heavenly Father will keep His promise to us of if we ask, He will answer.
Needless to say, MY BABIES, will not be standing out at the bus stop without their mom....in fact, none of my babies better be standing on street corners alone.
Well, must get ready for work, and Dad has just come in.
Have a great day, and pray for your Sisters safety at the bus stop.
Love you.
Mom
Well, at our house this morning we all got the adrenaline going bright and early. For the past several days we have had a suspicious white car coming into the development just as Cooper and the three other girls are standing out at the bus stop just across the street from our house. The car is driven by an old man, and he goes really slowly past the girls, and some days shines a flashlight on them. On Tuesday, he shined the light on Cymbre as she was out there waiting for the bus to pick up Cooper. Well, as you can guess, it has all the Mom's all up in arms, so there were three of us out there in the street this morning! I made the group of girls come back to my side of the street because if the car was to stop, he would have to get out of his car and come around it, and that would give me a chance to get the girls safely into our house! None of the girls objected to my plan. Wouldn't have done them any good anyway. Well, no sooner were they all standing by me, than the car turns into our street from Spring Cypress, is going really slowly. The girls are like, "MOM! THAT'S THE CAR!" at the top of their lungs. Well, I had the foresight to put my cell phone and a pen in my pocket (which is really unusual for me since I mostly stand in the shadows of the porch in my nightgown), and so the girls were trying to read the license plate number, and the other mom's standing just down the street were yelling, "That's the car, get the license!" Well, as we were trying to get the number, I discovered that the car has three plates. Two on the front, and one on the back.....What the heck! We managed to write down one of the numbers, and the school bus came. We put the girls on the bus, and called the Sheriff. Took him a few minutes to get there, and we gave him the information. This car has been called into the Sheriff several times already this week, but no one had managed to get the license plate number. Well, he ran the plate and it came up invalid....Great! But he told us he knew the car as he sees it all the time driving around. He knew where it lived, so he would go to the home and check things out. We waited to hear back from him until just after Cymbre left on her bus. When he came back, he told us we got all the numbers right except the S was really an F. He said the guy is an 81 year old, purple heart war veteran who lives in another development who is coming through looking for trash violations. (People who put their trash out too early or have big items on the curbs when they aren't supposed to be there.) WHAT A CROCK!! I told the sheriff that my girls do not look like refrigerators, grass clippings, or trash bags! The sheriff says that they can't do anything unless the guy tries something besides just driving slowly.....UGH!!! We have to wait until some kid actually comes up missing!!! Well, those girls will be out there with me EVERY MORNING, and one little thought that he is stopping that car, I will be dialing 911, and the girls will be running in the house.....I don't care what the sheriff says. Old war veterans can flip out and do crazy things just like anyone else.
Most of the moms don't believe the story the sheriff told us, but now I guess it is a waiting game. Dad may stay home and see if he can talk to the guy and tell him he is terrifying the kids. The whole bus route knows about the car now, and several kids report seeing it by their stops. I think I may talk to the bus driver in the morning. Maybe she can help get the other license plate numbers.
Cymbre saw the car leave the development just before she was to go out to the bus stop.
THEN:
I am at Kohl's at Hwy 249 and Spring Cypress this morning and when I go to get out of the car in the parking lot, I notice that there are three news helicopters circling that intersection and a little farther out. There are several women standing at the doorway to the store watching. I joined the group, and we decided that we would call a husband who could log onto a computer and get the breaking news. Well, I had Dad on the phone first, and he discovered that someone (A real intelligent person!) had killed three people and fled the area on foot!!! GREAT! So the helicopters were trying to help track the guy while he was trying to flee on foot!
All of this has made me think today what Heavenly Father must think of our safety here on earth. Just like a mom who sends her kids out to catch the bus, He sent us to earth. He doesn't have total control of our situations. He can only wait and watch. He knows what will happen, but how does He feel knowing that we don't know? How does He feel when He sees one of His babies kidnapped, or shot and killed? How can he love both the child that is hurt, and the one doing the hurting? I guess the only thing we can really do is pray for our safety, and trust that Heavenly Father will keep His promise to us of if we ask, He will answer.
Needless to say, MY BABIES, will not be standing out at the bus stop without their mom....in fact, none of my babies better be standing on street corners alone.
Well, must get ready for work, and Dad has just come in.
Have a great day, and pray for your Sisters safety at the bus stop.
Love you.
Mom
Thursday, October 4, 2007
Late Fees & Dining Room Tables
Thursday, October 4, 2007
Well, today is late notice day at the dance studio. That always makes me a popular person to be mad at. It seems that when people can't pay their tuition on time, it is somehow my fault, and so they think that I should not make them pay the late fee. What is very interesting to me is that these very same people signed a paper at registration that states that if they don't pay by the third there will be a late fee on the fourth. Somehow, they don't seem to ever remember signing that paper, but when I pull it out of the file, they don't have a choice but to admit that it is their signature there on that line. It always makes me feel good when I can prove to someone that they really did know about the late fee policy! It shouldn't, but I must admit, sometimes it makes my day! Then I make them pay the $15 anyway.
This past week I have been attempting to make Cooper her duet costume. Now I have never made a leotard before, let alone one that has a cutout thing on the side. However, I have managed to make a beautiful one, and just have to finish sewing the appliques on. That has taken hours to cut out each one, and I am not looking forward to all the hand sewing to get them on the costume. Cooper has to put the thing on so that I can pin them while the material is stretched, and then when it comes off, the material shrinks, so I have to stretch it flat, and hold it, and sew it at the same time. Needless to say, I need two more hands to do the job. Which is proving challenging, since I am home alone all day. I have discovered Dad's "C" clamps out in the garage and am developing a plan where they could hold the material against the kitchen counter while I held the other edge and do the sewing, or the other option is an embroidery hoop. However, the hoop might leave indentations on the leotard, so who knows! I may just have to sew them on while she is wearing the costume which will take hours. They are all up the arm and down the front and back.
I finally have all the costuming billed at the studio. WHAT A PAIN THAT WAS!!! Now I am the only one that Ginny will let collect the costume money and keep the records. She doesn't want to lose as much money on costuming as last year, and somehow I always manage to balance the books, so I get the job! Wonderful!! Isn't it bad enough that I have to sew them, but collect the money and keep records too???? Actually, I am only doing one dance this year. Then also doing the girls ones in a couple of other dances to save money. If I make our girls, then I just have to pay for materials and not the whole fee. Guess my time is something, but I don't see money going out....keeps Dad happier too.
I have mailed all the Halloween goodie boxes, so I hope that ya'll enjoy them....let me know when they arrive.
I have started Christmas shopping, so those of you who haven't sent me a list in my family, better get on it. Money is very limited this year, so keep that in mind.
I have to go to the Stake Librarians meeting tonight. That sure makes me sound old and boring....who wants to be known as the librarian? I don't have the right kind of glasses!! However, maybe if I get there, the Stake Librarian will actually talk to me. She doesn't bother to return phone calls...I've been trying to get her to talk to me since they made me the Meetinghouse Librarian.
Cooper's asthma is really acting up....she is on her nebulizer. A few prayers for her to be able to function wouldn't hurt. I am having Dad get someone over tonight to give her a blessing. Dad had to bring her home from church on Sunday and use her clouds, and again last night. Hope we can improve before competition season. I have a call into the doctor to renew her cloud medicine.
I have finally cleared EVERYTHING off the dining room table. Do you know how amazing that is? The poor table probably feels naked, and like it lost 100 pounds! Maybe I should polish it with the liquid gold while it sits there naked. Who knows, I could even break out the Halloween tablecloth! Wouldn't that be wonderful? How do you suppose the table feels today? Do you think it would like to have liquid gold spread all over it's face, or should I just cover it up with a tablecloth? Maybe I could just leave it sit there, and let it observe life in an uncluttered state. Do you suppose that it has been complaining to the chairs that the weight on the top of it's face has been to much for the past several months? Maybe my table hates me and I don't even know it! Do you think I need to place guards nearby to keep it under control should it decide to get revenge and not support it's tableleaf anymore? And what would happen if I do put the Halloween tablecloth on it, and it eats it? What if it chokes? How do you do the heimlich manuver on a table? Is that even possible? Do you think the chairs might help me? Maybe the china hutch has some advice! Heaven knows it probably wants to be cleaned out also.
Did you know that Uncle Gary is having a spider problem in his mailbox? Ours seems to be clear for the moment. We are thinking he really needs to call a mailbox exterminator!
Well, I have to go email Dad that he needs to make sure he has a bunch of kisses made before he comes home tonight....I haven't been getting my share lately. He says it's because I leave him alone all night....I have my doubts! I think he has been hoarding them!
Well, each of you do something to make your Heavenly Father proud of you today. Remember that Dad and I love you all very much. Wish we could be there with you just for some hugs!
Love you bunches,
Mom
Well, today is late notice day at the dance studio. That always makes me a popular person to be mad at. It seems that when people can't pay their tuition on time, it is somehow my fault, and so they think that I should not make them pay the late fee. What is very interesting to me is that these very same people signed a paper at registration that states that if they don't pay by the third there will be a late fee on the fourth. Somehow, they don't seem to ever remember signing that paper, but when I pull it out of the file, they don't have a choice but to admit that it is their signature there on that line. It always makes me feel good when I can prove to someone that they really did know about the late fee policy! It shouldn't, but I must admit, sometimes it makes my day! Then I make them pay the $15 anyway.
This past week I have been attempting to make Cooper her duet costume. Now I have never made a leotard before, let alone one that has a cutout thing on the side. However, I have managed to make a beautiful one, and just have to finish sewing the appliques on. That has taken hours to cut out each one, and I am not looking forward to all the hand sewing to get them on the costume. Cooper has to put the thing on so that I can pin them while the material is stretched, and then when it comes off, the material shrinks, so I have to stretch it flat, and hold it, and sew it at the same time. Needless to say, I need two more hands to do the job. Which is proving challenging, since I am home alone all day. I have discovered Dad's "C" clamps out in the garage and am developing a plan where they could hold the material against the kitchen counter while I held the other edge and do the sewing, or the other option is an embroidery hoop. However, the hoop might leave indentations on the leotard, so who knows! I may just have to sew them on while she is wearing the costume which will take hours. They are all up the arm and down the front and back.
I finally have all the costuming billed at the studio. WHAT A PAIN THAT WAS!!! Now I am the only one that Ginny will let collect the costume money and keep the records. She doesn't want to lose as much money on costuming as last year, and somehow I always manage to balance the books, so I get the job! Wonderful!! Isn't it bad enough that I have to sew them, but collect the money and keep records too???? Actually, I am only doing one dance this year. Then also doing the girls ones in a couple of other dances to save money. If I make our girls, then I just have to pay for materials and not the whole fee. Guess my time is something, but I don't see money going out....keeps Dad happier too.
I have mailed all the Halloween goodie boxes, so I hope that ya'll enjoy them....let me know when they arrive.
I have started Christmas shopping, so those of you who haven't sent me a list in my family, better get on it. Money is very limited this year, so keep that in mind.
I have to go to the Stake Librarians meeting tonight. That sure makes me sound old and boring....who wants to be known as the librarian? I don't have the right kind of glasses!! However, maybe if I get there, the Stake Librarian will actually talk to me. She doesn't bother to return phone calls...I've been trying to get her to talk to me since they made me the Meetinghouse Librarian.
Cooper's asthma is really acting up....she is on her nebulizer. A few prayers for her to be able to function wouldn't hurt. I am having Dad get someone over tonight to give her a blessing. Dad had to bring her home from church on Sunday and use her clouds, and again last night. Hope we can improve before competition season. I have a call into the doctor to renew her cloud medicine.
I have finally cleared EVERYTHING off the dining room table. Do you know how amazing that is? The poor table probably feels naked, and like it lost 100 pounds! Maybe I should polish it with the liquid gold while it sits there naked. Who knows, I could even break out the Halloween tablecloth! Wouldn't that be wonderful? How do you suppose the table feels today? Do you think it would like to have liquid gold spread all over it's face, or should I just cover it up with a tablecloth? Maybe I could just leave it sit there, and let it observe life in an uncluttered state. Do you suppose that it has been complaining to the chairs that the weight on the top of it's face has been to much for the past several months? Maybe my table hates me and I don't even know it! Do you think I need to place guards nearby to keep it under control should it decide to get revenge and not support it's tableleaf anymore? And what would happen if I do put the Halloween tablecloth on it, and it eats it? What if it chokes? How do you do the heimlich manuver on a table? Is that even possible? Do you think the chairs might help me? Maybe the china hutch has some advice! Heaven knows it probably wants to be cleaned out also.
Did you know that Uncle Gary is having a spider problem in his mailbox? Ours seems to be clear for the moment. We are thinking he really needs to call a mailbox exterminator!
Well, I have to go email Dad that he needs to make sure he has a bunch of kisses made before he comes home tonight....I haven't been getting my share lately. He says it's because I leave him alone all night....I have my doubts! I think he has been hoarding them!
Well, each of you do something to make your Heavenly Father proud of you today. Remember that Dad and I love you all very much. Wish we could be there with you just for some hugs!
Love you bunches,
Mom
Thursday, September 13, 2007
Scotch Tape and the Pencil Sharpener!
Thursday, September 13, 2007
This past week has been busy as usual around here, with the addition of Cymbre Tay being sick on the couch for 4 days! Who knew a tummy ache could last so long. She did try to go to school on Monday after being home on Friday, but ended up home after throwing up. (I am not a lousy Mom! She said she was feeling better so I sent her to school!) FINALLY, today she was back at school, and even managed to be at dance all night.
I am having fits with the new lady who is helping in the office at the studio. She thinks she can just do things her own way, not record payments on the ledgers, and register 2 year olds! I finally told Ginny that I thought it wasn't going to work out, and I refused to turn her loose with the money anymore. After all, I am responsible for all this money, and when it isn't recorded I send late notices to people who in turn call and yell at me. Ginny said I could just have her answer the phone and file things, but not to leave any money where she had to deal with it anymore. THANK GOODNESS!! I had been spending my entire evening fixing everything that she messed up in the morning. If I have to call one more mom of a 2 year old and tell her they can't dance until they are 3, I am going to have to do something drastic. No, I don't know what I will do, but it could possibly involve the next lizard who decides to enter my peaceful domain!
I have been out looking for Halloween goodies for my very spoiled children....yes, you know who you are! (All of you)
I finally mailed today, some people the wedding DVD's with the photos.....can you possibly imagine what that means to me? After all these months of wedding, I am finally crossing the last thing off my to do list!!! I still have to get some more envelopes to mail the rest of them, but the next time I am at the store I will do that, and then watch your mailbox!
I have been contemplating our electric pencil sharpener today....have you ever really looked at one. It seems to have a little face on the front, and where you slide out the drawer to empty it, that's the mouth. Our's looks like it is saying "OH"! Have you ever wondered if the pencil sharpener prefers the taste of one pencil over another? Maybe it likes the yellow wood ones better than the ones with all the birthday and holiday designs on the outside. Do you suppose that the lead tastes different on each pencil. What about those colored pencils the little ones color with all the time.....and who can forget the extra fat pencils. You know, the ones that get stuck in the hole. And, if you leave the shavings in it, does it's nose get all stuffed up if it happens to be allergic to that kind of lead? Does it get a stomach ache just sitting there full of shavings day after day, waiting for some slow mom to come and dump it out? And how would it let a mom know it needed emptying....it's not as though it wears a diaper. And why does that sharpener always jam a little piece of lead in the tip of the sharpener on the day when the bus is already pulling around the corner and the girls need a new pencil for school?
Do you suppose that the pencil sharpener and the scotch tape dispenser are the very best of friends since they are always sitting so close together here on the desk? I must admit, they look awfully cozy!! Maybe I should get the letter opener to spy on them while I go to the studio in the morning. If anything suspicious happens, Dad's tigers could grrrrrrrrrr really loud, and I might hear it at the studio.
Maybe the stapler could help in our investigation...it could staple all the evidence to the desk top! That is, if it doesn't clog itself up stapling things to fast!
I just noticed that some of Dad's tigers that sit on top of the file cabinet seem to be eyeing that goldfish Shyla bought him. Do you suppose tigers eat goldfish? I just don't know if Stanley can survive living in this jungle without his fish...maybe I should move him. Dad hasn't fed the tigers in a while, and they are a bit testy since they closed the tiger wash on the way to church (not to mention a bit smelly) so maybe I shouldn't take any chances!
Do I get brownie points for cleaning out half of Dad's desk drawer....that dumb school bus keeps coming before I get the other half done. I just work on this drawer while I sit here and watch the girls at the bus stop out the window. At least I can find all the paperclips now, but the triangle things dad uses on his maps are still flopping all over the bottom of the drawer. I also found a million keys that go to locks probably in the first house we ever owned! Do I dare throw them away...because I might need to open some obscure lock that I don't even remember I have a key to someday? Who knows, by Christmas time I may have the whole desk done, and then we can actually find all the stamps to mail the Christmas cards! Where, oh where are those pesky address labels? Of course, the envelope of the cards will be full of 2 and 3 cent stamps because that's all I am finding in the bottom of the drawer. I will need an extra large envelope if that is the case. And just how does that little stick of lead escape from those little containers that have lids I can never get off? There is a convention of lead in the bottom of this drawer, and how does a person decide if it is 5mm or 7mm. Who cares for that matter? And why does it break so easily when all a person is trying to do is pick it up and put it back inside it's house? Is it really necessary for all the sticks of lead to go visiting other office supplies all at once. Haven't they every heard that a person needs some alone time? I mean really, what could the lead and the paper clips have to talk about that is so important that everyone in the lead family needs to hear it? And the cork board pins, my goodness, they just go around poking holes in everything? I truly do not know how to maintain discipline! I put them in their little cup, and the next time I open the drawer, they are frolicking all over the place. You would think the highlighters would have a tizzy! I actually think it is the clear ones that are creating such a ruckus! I just can't see the pretty pink ones being such troublemakers! Maybe I should just put one of those big kitchen magnets in the little cup. Then they would all be attracted to it, and stay home for a change!
Well, enough of this foolishness for tonight. I think I will go turn on the TV for a bit until I get sleepy. Yes, I am a night person, and Dad is snoring.
Each of you remember to do something nice for someone today, even if it is just to share your smile.
Remember that I love you very much, so does Dad.
Mom
This past week has been busy as usual around here, with the addition of Cymbre Tay being sick on the couch for 4 days! Who knew a tummy ache could last so long. She did try to go to school on Monday after being home on Friday, but ended up home after throwing up. (I am not a lousy Mom! She said she was feeling better so I sent her to school!) FINALLY, today she was back at school, and even managed to be at dance all night.
I am having fits with the new lady who is helping in the office at the studio. She thinks she can just do things her own way, not record payments on the ledgers, and register 2 year olds! I finally told Ginny that I thought it wasn't going to work out, and I refused to turn her loose with the money anymore. After all, I am responsible for all this money, and when it isn't recorded I send late notices to people who in turn call and yell at me. Ginny said I could just have her answer the phone and file things, but not to leave any money where she had to deal with it anymore. THANK GOODNESS!! I had been spending my entire evening fixing everything that she messed up in the morning. If I have to call one more mom of a 2 year old and tell her they can't dance until they are 3, I am going to have to do something drastic. No, I don't know what I will do, but it could possibly involve the next lizard who decides to enter my peaceful domain!
I have been out looking for Halloween goodies for my very spoiled children....yes, you know who you are! (All of you)
I finally mailed today, some people the wedding DVD's with the photos.....can you possibly imagine what that means to me? After all these months of wedding, I am finally crossing the last thing off my to do list!!! I still have to get some more envelopes to mail the rest of them, but the next time I am at the store I will do that, and then watch your mailbox!
I have been contemplating our electric pencil sharpener today....have you ever really looked at one. It seems to have a little face on the front, and where you slide out the drawer to empty it, that's the mouth. Our's looks like it is saying "OH"! Have you ever wondered if the pencil sharpener prefers the taste of one pencil over another? Maybe it likes the yellow wood ones better than the ones with all the birthday and holiday designs on the outside. Do you suppose that the lead tastes different on each pencil. What about those colored pencils the little ones color with all the time.....and who can forget the extra fat pencils. You know, the ones that get stuck in the hole. And, if you leave the shavings in it, does it's nose get all stuffed up if it happens to be allergic to that kind of lead? Does it get a stomach ache just sitting there full of shavings day after day, waiting for some slow mom to come and dump it out? And how would it let a mom know it needed emptying....it's not as though it wears a diaper. And why does that sharpener always jam a little piece of lead in the tip of the sharpener on the day when the bus is already pulling around the corner and the girls need a new pencil for school?
Do you suppose that the pencil sharpener and the scotch tape dispenser are the very best of friends since they are always sitting so close together here on the desk? I must admit, they look awfully cozy!! Maybe I should get the letter opener to spy on them while I go to the studio in the morning. If anything suspicious happens, Dad's tigers could grrrrrrrrrr really loud, and I might hear it at the studio.
Maybe the stapler could help in our investigation...it could staple all the evidence to the desk top! That is, if it doesn't clog itself up stapling things to fast!
I just noticed that some of Dad's tigers that sit on top of the file cabinet seem to be eyeing that goldfish Shyla bought him. Do you suppose tigers eat goldfish? I just don't know if Stanley can survive living in this jungle without his fish...maybe I should move him. Dad hasn't fed the tigers in a while, and they are a bit testy since they closed the tiger wash on the way to church (not to mention a bit smelly) so maybe I shouldn't take any chances!
Do I get brownie points for cleaning out half of Dad's desk drawer....that dumb school bus keeps coming before I get the other half done. I just work on this drawer while I sit here and watch the girls at the bus stop out the window. At least I can find all the paperclips now, but the triangle things dad uses on his maps are still flopping all over the bottom of the drawer. I also found a million keys that go to locks probably in the first house we ever owned! Do I dare throw them away...because I might need to open some obscure lock that I don't even remember I have a key to someday? Who knows, by Christmas time I may have the whole desk done, and then we can actually find all the stamps to mail the Christmas cards! Where, oh where are those pesky address labels? Of course, the envelope of the cards will be full of 2 and 3 cent stamps because that's all I am finding in the bottom of the drawer. I will need an extra large envelope if that is the case. And just how does that little stick of lead escape from those little containers that have lids I can never get off? There is a convention of lead in the bottom of this drawer, and how does a person decide if it is 5mm or 7mm. Who cares for that matter? And why does it break so easily when all a person is trying to do is pick it up and put it back inside it's house? Is it really necessary for all the sticks of lead to go visiting other office supplies all at once. Haven't they every heard that a person needs some alone time? I mean really, what could the lead and the paper clips have to talk about that is so important that everyone in the lead family needs to hear it? And the cork board pins, my goodness, they just go around poking holes in everything? I truly do not know how to maintain discipline! I put them in their little cup, and the next time I open the drawer, they are frolicking all over the place. You would think the highlighters would have a tizzy! I actually think it is the clear ones that are creating such a ruckus! I just can't see the pretty pink ones being such troublemakers! Maybe I should just put one of those big kitchen magnets in the little cup. Then they would all be attracted to it, and stay home for a change!
Well, enough of this foolishness for tonight. I think I will go turn on the TV for a bit until I get sleepy. Yes, I am a night person, and Dad is snoring.
Each of you remember to do something nice for someone today, even if it is just to share your smile.
Remember that I love you very much, so does Dad.
Mom
Wednesday, September 5, 2007
Poor Unfortunate Lizard
Wednesday, September 5, 2007
There will be a short memorial service for the poor unfortunate lizard that decided to come into the house this morning in a couple of days when Dad empties the vacumn! That dumb thing just walked right in the house as Cymbre was leaving, and of course, went right over by the edge of Dad's desk! You can't smash them there, so my only recourse was the vacumn because I didn't want him behind the file cabinet. I sucked him up, and now it will have to be Dad's job to empty the bucket. I don't do it when there are lizards living in it! Dad is really good at this job, but I don't really think he likes all the practice he gets!
Bomber lovebugs have once again taken up residence in the backyard! We are dodging lovebugs every time we go out the back door. Why do they like our yard do much? You would think they would go where the swimming pools are, but I think they like our backyard because of that little covered area over the sidewalk. Well, I fixed them. I sprayed the fence with that bug spray they hate! Take that you dumb bugs!!
Cymbre just came home with her first list of spelling words for 4th grade. I will be so glad when Dad and I finally graduate from spelling lists. Just how long does it take to learn some of these words? Aren't five 4th graders enough? And those book report projects....if we have to make another pizza book report I may lose my mind!
Cooper is learning spanish, and she mostly sounds like she is tripping over her tongue.....to hear her recite the spanish alphabet is really interesting....ya'll should try it. Her main homework is to get parents to sign a million papers, and to cover her text books (which will just stay home anyway). Why do we need to cover them if they just sit on the shelf at home and we never use them? Would that not be a total waste of mom's time in going to the store to get the paper sack, then making the bookcover so Cooper can decorate it? And why don't kids know how to cover books with paper sacks. What have they missed where they learn how to do that? And for pete's sake, why can't they use those fabric book covers that all the stores sell anymore?
I am falling back into the school rut! Heaven forbid!! I need more time alone all day to be able to even think about accomplishing all the things I want to do. I have finished the dance studio! (Applause please!) The ironing is getting whittled down, although I am scared to see just what lies at the bottom of the pile, the mending is caught up except Shyla's temple jacket. I have to find the lace again before I can do that. The paperwork for the dance company is almost done, and then I just have the academy classes to enter into the computer at the office. I missed the first day of school lunch because it wasn't closed to payday, so none of us had any money to spend, and still don't. Those competition costumes are eating into my lunch style! The family cookbook is staring me in the face, maybe I'll cart it donwstairs and work on it when the ironing gets done. I have told Ginny that I don't know how much sewing I will do for company this year. I just don't want to do it.
I have decided that paper piles are evil! We seem to grow new ones every day! I just get the counter cleaned off, and someone, a very evil someone, carts home more papers that simply must get piled on the kitchen counter. Never mind that the papers have nothing to do with anything we care about, we just have to have them to read because the school thinks we should waste trees. Why do we need separate papers about the chess club, the spanish club, and every other thing when they send out a school newsletter? Who cares about karate, after school art, and pre- k for non english speaking students. Can't they include all the details in the Mane Tail that comes out on Tuesdays? Maybe I'll go on a save the tress campaign. Like I have time... A Mom could spend an entire morning reading all these useless papers that the girls are bringing home.
I just noticed our stop sign out in the front yeard. It seems to be fading in the sun. Can you imagine how it must feel? If you were a stop sign, would you like to slowly fade away? Don't you think you would want someone to come and touch up your make-up so people can clearly read your face? Then again, maybe you wouldn't want someone caking all kinds of stuff on your face, just so you could stand out in the sun all day. A little hot don't you think?
I got my Christmas book from Gooseberry Patch in the mail today....guess it is time to start thinking about that make work holiday. Maybe we will just put out the nativity sets this year and call it good. The snowmen can just stay in the boxes! Dream on!
Well, it's that time of day when I start to get really busy. I have to bun Cymbre, and pack the water cooler. Then up to the studio to deal with who knows what for who knows how long, skip dinner, and starve until I finally get to come home again where Dad will paste me back together to do it all again tomorrow.
All of you work hard, do something that will make Heavenly Father proud of you, and remember your Mom loves you.
Bye
There will be a short memorial service for the poor unfortunate lizard that decided to come into the house this morning in a couple of days when Dad empties the vacumn! That dumb thing just walked right in the house as Cymbre was leaving, and of course, went right over by the edge of Dad's desk! You can't smash them there, so my only recourse was the vacumn because I didn't want him behind the file cabinet. I sucked him up, and now it will have to be Dad's job to empty the bucket. I don't do it when there are lizards living in it! Dad is really good at this job, but I don't really think he likes all the practice he gets!
Bomber lovebugs have once again taken up residence in the backyard! We are dodging lovebugs every time we go out the back door. Why do they like our yard do much? You would think they would go where the swimming pools are, but I think they like our backyard because of that little covered area over the sidewalk. Well, I fixed them. I sprayed the fence with that bug spray they hate! Take that you dumb bugs!!
Cymbre just came home with her first list of spelling words for 4th grade. I will be so glad when Dad and I finally graduate from spelling lists. Just how long does it take to learn some of these words? Aren't five 4th graders enough? And those book report projects....if we have to make another pizza book report I may lose my mind!
Cooper is learning spanish, and she mostly sounds like she is tripping over her tongue.....to hear her recite the spanish alphabet is really interesting....ya'll should try it. Her main homework is to get parents to sign a million papers, and to cover her text books (which will just stay home anyway). Why do we need to cover them if they just sit on the shelf at home and we never use them? Would that not be a total waste of mom's time in going to the store to get the paper sack, then making the bookcover so Cooper can decorate it? And why don't kids know how to cover books with paper sacks. What have they missed where they learn how to do that? And for pete's sake, why can't they use those fabric book covers that all the stores sell anymore?
I am falling back into the school rut! Heaven forbid!! I need more time alone all day to be able to even think about accomplishing all the things I want to do. I have finished the dance studio! (Applause please!) The ironing is getting whittled down, although I am scared to see just what lies at the bottom of the pile, the mending is caught up except Shyla's temple jacket. I have to find the lace again before I can do that. The paperwork for the dance company is almost done, and then I just have the academy classes to enter into the computer at the office. I missed the first day of school lunch because it wasn't closed to payday, so none of us had any money to spend, and still don't. Those competition costumes are eating into my lunch style! The family cookbook is staring me in the face, maybe I'll cart it donwstairs and work on it when the ironing gets done. I have told Ginny that I don't know how much sewing I will do for company this year. I just don't want to do it.
I have decided that paper piles are evil! We seem to grow new ones every day! I just get the counter cleaned off, and someone, a very evil someone, carts home more papers that simply must get piled on the kitchen counter. Never mind that the papers have nothing to do with anything we care about, we just have to have them to read because the school thinks we should waste trees. Why do we need separate papers about the chess club, the spanish club, and every other thing when they send out a school newsletter? Who cares about karate, after school art, and pre- k for non english speaking students. Can't they include all the details in the Mane Tail that comes out on Tuesdays? Maybe I'll go on a save the tress campaign. Like I have time... A Mom could spend an entire morning reading all these useless papers that the girls are bringing home.
I just noticed our stop sign out in the front yeard. It seems to be fading in the sun. Can you imagine how it must feel? If you were a stop sign, would you like to slowly fade away? Don't you think you would want someone to come and touch up your make-up so people can clearly read your face? Then again, maybe you wouldn't want someone caking all kinds of stuff on your face, just so you could stand out in the sun all day. A little hot don't you think?
I got my Christmas book from Gooseberry Patch in the mail today....guess it is time to start thinking about that make work holiday. Maybe we will just put out the nativity sets this year and call it good. The snowmen can just stay in the boxes! Dream on!
Well, it's that time of day when I start to get really busy. I have to bun Cymbre, and pack the water cooler. Then up to the studio to deal with who knows what for who knows how long, skip dinner, and starve until I finally get to come home again where Dad will paste me back together to do it all again tomorrow.
All of you work hard, do something that will make Heavenly Father proud of you, and remember your Mom loves you.
Bye
Sunday, September 2, 2007
This Has Been A Week!
Sunday, September 2, 2007
This has been a very busy week with school starting and Dad out of the country. I almost quit my job at the studio, cut out curtains for the dance room upstairs, and was almost really hurt in a car accident.
School started last Monday, and by Wednesday the girls were both so tired they could hardly see straight. Cymbre ended up fussing at the studio that she was too tired to dance, so I just let her do her ballet, and sit out the rest. Even though Cooper was tired, she was determined to attend each of her classes, even Pointe, and teach the ones where she is the student teacher. By Friday, she had a blister the size of a quarter on the ball of her right foot, so that has grounded her for the next few days. That's ok since it is a holiday weekend, and we don't have dance on Monday!
I finally figured out what I wanted as curtains upstairs, and cut them out. Then I was ready to sew them, but in my drawer of thread (which probably has 500 spools) there wasn't one that would match the material for the curtains. Just what are the chances of that happening? And if that can happen, just how many colors of thread are available in this world? Even a trip to Wal Mart to get some thread didn't come up with the perfect matching color. So I bought two different ones, and will decide when I actually sit down to sew. Actually the color I need is growing outside the office window on the crepe myrtle tree. The flowers on that tree are the perfect color! Now I just have to figure out how to turn the flowers to thread, build the factory to do it, and then pick all the flowers (probably need the whole neighborhood's bushes full) and then hire some workers, (hopefully not illegal aliens) and make my own thread. Then I can sew the curtains. At that rate, it will be past Christmas when I finally get them done. That means that none of you should plan on pajama pants for Christmas this year. I will be busy making curtains!
We finally have the pictures from Shyla's reception! Miracles will never cease!! Dad will be working on the cd's for family members this week....I hope he gets everything done. That's the last thing for the wedding I have to cross of my list.
I almost quit my job at the studio because Ms. Michelle thought she could just do what she wants, and not follow rules. Well, it made me very angry when she stuck her nose in the girls duet, so I told Ginny I don't get paid enough to deal with Michelle's garbage, and I was considering leaving. Needless to say, she doesn't want me to leave and is making Michelle clean up her act! Things were better toward the end of the week, so we will see what happens over the next few weeks.
As I was leaving to go pick up Cooper from the dance studio on Friday night, I was ready to pull out onto Spring Cypress Road. There was a lot of traffic, and it was raining. I saw a spot where I could go, but something held me back. The next instant I saw the car coming down Spring Cypress road, and he was beginning to skid. The traffic at the light was backed up to where you turn into our subdivision, so when the car coming couldn't stop, he slammed into the back of a stopped car doing about 50 MPH! That would have been me if I had pulled out. Several other cars saw what happened, so I turned around and went out the other way to pick up Cooper. When I came home, the police, ambulance and tow trucks were there. I guess if it would have been me, at least I could have walked home!
This week has also been a busy week in pest control at our house. On Monday, when I opened the door for Cooper to go out to the bus stop, and hugh red spider, and a baby lizard just invited themselves in. Well, I picked up the rug and tossed the spider out, but the lizard got under my ficus tree by the front door. Now I really don't like lizards in the house, so I just picked up the ficus tree and slammed the pot down on him!! If he is dumb enough to hid under it, he deserves the consequences! Then on Tuesday, we go out to get in the car, and there is a wasp nest on the door frame of the garage. I got the wasp spray, and saturated the thing, and when we came home, I knocked it off with Dad's ax. Then there was one of those little tiny jumping spiders on the kitchen counter by the bar stools! I can't stand those things! I beat it to death with the paper towel roll, and then scooped up the remains and put him in the trash! Then I had to disinfect the counter where the spider guts were. (I know, GROSS MOM!) I should find a way to put out a warning to the insect and amphibian world that I no longer allow bugs inside my domain. I don't even want them thinking about coming in the house. And they definitely can't take up residence on the kitchen counter. There must be some kind of bug newspaper where I could take out an ad....or maybe a pest control newsletter. Maybe I should call the Orkin man and see how he gets his news out to the bugs. And NOW, there are three spiders building a hugh web outside on the front of the house where the chains hang between the porch light. I am just not messing around...I am going to sic Dad on them with his power washer. They simply won't know what hit them.
The other pestilence we seem to have are about a million 1/2" frogs that seem to have taken up residence in our yard. They just jump on everything! You would think we live in a SWAMP! Is there some kind of plaque that has come from Egypt? I hope when Dad mowed the lawn yesterday that he mowed their houses.....can't you just see all the mother frogs calling all the babies so they didn't get chopped when Dad passed over. And I hope they have good insurance coverage for roofs because Dad cut the lawn short since he had fertilized. If it doesn't soon stop raining every day, we are going to have to build an ark! At least Dad won't have to look very hard for the frogs!! Rhinos, tigers, pandas, lucky dogs, and elephants are probably guaranteed a spot in the ark too.
On a more serious note, we have discovered that Neil Shepherd (you kids know him from England) who now lives in New Zealand is fighting for his life. He has some kind of cancer where he had a stem cell transplant. And Ethan Brown, the doctors think his liver tumor was too close to the blood vessels, so that some of the cells are probably in his bloodstream. If that is the case, it will show itself again probably in his lungs or brain. He has a very aggressive type of cancer. Not good news for that little 5 year old! They removed the entire tumor, but have discovered this in the tissue that they also had to remove around the tumor. He will have some more chemo as soon as his mom gets the appointment.
Well, a few extra prayers for these two wouldn't hurt. I hope you all have a great week, and study hard!
We love you all very much.
Mom
This has been a very busy week with school starting and Dad out of the country. I almost quit my job at the studio, cut out curtains for the dance room upstairs, and was almost really hurt in a car accident.
School started last Monday, and by Wednesday the girls were both so tired they could hardly see straight. Cymbre ended up fussing at the studio that she was too tired to dance, so I just let her do her ballet, and sit out the rest. Even though Cooper was tired, she was determined to attend each of her classes, even Pointe, and teach the ones where she is the student teacher. By Friday, she had a blister the size of a quarter on the ball of her right foot, so that has grounded her for the next few days. That's ok since it is a holiday weekend, and we don't have dance on Monday!
I finally figured out what I wanted as curtains upstairs, and cut them out. Then I was ready to sew them, but in my drawer of thread (which probably has 500 spools) there wasn't one that would match the material for the curtains. Just what are the chances of that happening? And if that can happen, just how many colors of thread are available in this world? Even a trip to Wal Mart to get some thread didn't come up with the perfect matching color. So I bought two different ones, and will decide when I actually sit down to sew. Actually the color I need is growing outside the office window on the crepe myrtle tree. The flowers on that tree are the perfect color! Now I just have to figure out how to turn the flowers to thread, build the factory to do it, and then pick all the flowers (probably need the whole neighborhood's bushes full) and then hire some workers, (hopefully not illegal aliens) and make my own thread. Then I can sew the curtains. At that rate, it will be past Christmas when I finally get them done. That means that none of you should plan on pajama pants for Christmas this year. I will be busy making curtains!
We finally have the pictures from Shyla's reception! Miracles will never cease!! Dad will be working on the cd's for family members this week....I hope he gets everything done. That's the last thing for the wedding I have to cross of my list.
I almost quit my job at the studio because Ms. Michelle thought she could just do what she wants, and not follow rules. Well, it made me very angry when she stuck her nose in the girls duet, so I told Ginny I don't get paid enough to deal with Michelle's garbage, and I was considering leaving. Needless to say, she doesn't want me to leave and is making Michelle clean up her act! Things were better toward the end of the week, so we will see what happens over the next few weeks.
As I was leaving to go pick up Cooper from the dance studio on Friday night, I was ready to pull out onto Spring Cypress Road. There was a lot of traffic, and it was raining. I saw a spot where I could go, but something held me back. The next instant I saw the car coming down Spring Cypress road, and he was beginning to skid. The traffic at the light was backed up to where you turn into our subdivision, so when the car coming couldn't stop, he slammed into the back of a stopped car doing about 50 MPH! That would have been me if I had pulled out. Several other cars saw what happened, so I turned around and went out the other way to pick up Cooper. When I came home, the police, ambulance and tow trucks were there. I guess if it would have been me, at least I could have walked home!
This week has also been a busy week in pest control at our house. On Monday, when I opened the door for Cooper to go out to the bus stop, and hugh red spider, and a baby lizard just invited themselves in. Well, I picked up the rug and tossed the spider out, but the lizard got under my ficus tree by the front door. Now I really don't like lizards in the house, so I just picked up the ficus tree and slammed the pot down on him!! If he is dumb enough to hid under it, he deserves the consequences! Then on Tuesday, we go out to get in the car, and there is a wasp nest on the door frame of the garage. I got the wasp spray, and saturated the thing, and when we came home, I knocked it off with Dad's ax. Then there was one of those little tiny jumping spiders on the kitchen counter by the bar stools! I can't stand those things! I beat it to death with the paper towel roll, and then scooped up the remains and put him in the trash! Then I had to disinfect the counter where the spider guts were. (I know, GROSS MOM!) I should find a way to put out a warning to the insect and amphibian world that I no longer allow bugs inside my domain. I don't even want them thinking about coming in the house. And they definitely can't take up residence on the kitchen counter. There must be some kind of bug newspaper where I could take out an ad....or maybe a pest control newsletter. Maybe I should call the Orkin man and see how he gets his news out to the bugs. And NOW, there are three spiders building a hugh web outside on the front of the house where the chains hang between the porch light. I am just not messing around...I am going to sic Dad on them with his power washer. They simply won't know what hit them.
The other pestilence we seem to have are about a million 1/2" frogs that seem to have taken up residence in our yard. They just jump on everything! You would think we live in a SWAMP! Is there some kind of plaque that has come from Egypt? I hope when Dad mowed the lawn yesterday that he mowed their houses.....can't you just see all the mother frogs calling all the babies so they didn't get chopped when Dad passed over. And I hope they have good insurance coverage for roofs because Dad cut the lawn short since he had fertilized. If it doesn't soon stop raining every day, we are going to have to build an ark! At least Dad won't have to look very hard for the frogs!! Rhinos, tigers, pandas, lucky dogs, and elephants are probably guaranteed a spot in the ark too.
On a more serious note, we have discovered that Neil Shepherd (you kids know him from England) who now lives in New Zealand is fighting for his life. He has some kind of cancer where he had a stem cell transplant. And Ethan Brown, the doctors think his liver tumor was too close to the blood vessels, so that some of the cells are probably in his bloodstream. If that is the case, it will show itself again probably in his lungs or brain. He has a very aggressive type of cancer. Not good news for that little 5 year old! They removed the entire tumor, but have discovered this in the tissue that they also had to remove around the tumor. He will have some more chemo as soon as his mom gets the appointment.
Well, a few extra prayers for these two wouldn't hurt. I hope you all have a great week, and study hard!
We love you all very much.
Mom
Wednesday, August 22, 2007
Just foolin' Around
Wednesday, August 22, 2007
Gosh I finally got this thing to let me in to make a new post. I have been fighting with the sign in process for half an hour. I finally went and reset everything, and then it let me in. Caleb, I did everything the same, so you should be able to sign in and fix that stuff for me.
Dad is in Switzerland for the next few days, only he is out in the mountains on some field job. Can't reach him, so hopefully, things won't go wrong.
I have been working that poor old sewing machine for a couple of days now. It's had some complaints, and broke a couple of needles in protest, but we managed to make bean bag chairs for the dance room. Today I finished some little curtains to cover the front of the bookcase. Now it just doesn't look so messy, even though the girls have to straighten it up every Saturday. Tomorrow, when we don't have to be at school for things, we are working on the curtains for the windows. Watch out! Dad might say we are moving!!! NOT!!
Thankfully, the hurricane didn't come to Houston! I was not looking forward to that with Dad being out of the country. Got some rain today, but nothing to big.
Have any of you every comtemplated why the window sill manages to get so much dust when you dust them off every Saturday? I am getting just a little bit tired of the dust on the family room windowsills....for the life of me I just can't imagine where it comes from. You would think we were a family of dustballs! Those sills manage to grab more dust than the mantle, which is 3 times as wide. Just how does that work?
And just how does the sealed door on the front of the fireplace manage to get dirty on the inside when we never light the fire? I think I have dust gremlins attacking the place at night. The problem is, most nights I spend some time on the couch asleep, so when are they coming. Maybe I will make Dad sleep on the couch when he snores for a night or two and then he can catch them!
Does anyone know what a dust gremlin looks like, just so I can tell Dad what he is looking for in his sleep?
AND: why do dead bugs always breathe their last breath and die right next to the baseboards where the vacumn doesn't get them? Where are the bug laws that say that is permissible? And how do we go about changing it? I think bugs who have eaten bug spray should be required to let themselves outside to do the dying bit! Haven't they ever heard that they should go find water?
Does anyone know where bobby pins go to hide? I have bought at least a million bobby pins over the years, but when we need them, they are not in the drawer where they are supposed to be. They are not under the couch, in the drawer with the hairbrushes, or even under the bed. They don't hide in great abundance in dance bags, nor are they on the bathroom floor. Just where do they go, and how do they walk away given that I have never seen a bobby pin with legs. Maybe someone is smuggling them, kidnapping them to a far away place! Maybe I need to call the FBI! (Find Bobbypin Investigators) Maybe they are going on dates with the pony tail holders that also seem to disappear just when you need them.
One puzzling question for this week: why do hairbrushes collect lint down between the bristles? You would think that something you use everyday would not have time to collect lint. It's not as though it is a dryer vent! And does this mean that my hair is full of lint--I don't see any in the mirror each morning. So does that mean that my hair grows lint during the day? And how come Dad's comb doesn't appear to have lint? Is his hair better than mine? I know it's thinner. So does that mean that I have fat hair, and does fat hair grow lint? Is there such a thing as fat hair? I've heard of big hair, but not fat hair.
Well, before the men in white coats show up at the door (no I am not crazy, but I can't vouch for my kids!) I better post this and get the little girls ready for bed.
Have a great day....remember who you are!
Love you.
Mom
Gosh I finally got this thing to let me in to make a new post. I have been fighting with the sign in process for half an hour. I finally went and reset everything, and then it let me in. Caleb, I did everything the same, so you should be able to sign in and fix that stuff for me.
Dad is in Switzerland for the next few days, only he is out in the mountains on some field job. Can't reach him, so hopefully, things won't go wrong.
I have been working that poor old sewing machine for a couple of days now. It's had some complaints, and broke a couple of needles in protest, but we managed to make bean bag chairs for the dance room. Today I finished some little curtains to cover the front of the bookcase. Now it just doesn't look so messy, even though the girls have to straighten it up every Saturday. Tomorrow, when we don't have to be at school for things, we are working on the curtains for the windows. Watch out! Dad might say we are moving!!! NOT!!
Thankfully, the hurricane didn't come to Houston! I was not looking forward to that with Dad being out of the country. Got some rain today, but nothing to big.
Have any of you every comtemplated why the window sill manages to get so much dust when you dust them off every Saturday? I am getting just a little bit tired of the dust on the family room windowsills....for the life of me I just can't imagine where it comes from. You would think we were a family of dustballs! Those sills manage to grab more dust than the mantle, which is 3 times as wide. Just how does that work?
And just how does the sealed door on the front of the fireplace manage to get dirty on the inside when we never light the fire? I think I have dust gremlins attacking the place at night. The problem is, most nights I spend some time on the couch asleep, so when are they coming. Maybe I will make Dad sleep on the couch when he snores for a night or two and then he can catch them!
Does anyone know what a dust gremlin looks like, just so I can tell Dad what he is looking for in his sleep?
AND: why do dead bugs always breathe their last breath and die right next to the baseboards where the vacumn doesn't get them? Where are the bug laws that say that is permissible? And how do we go about changing it? I think bugs who have eaten bug spray should be required to let themselves outside to do the dying bit! Haven't they ever heard that they should go find water?
Does anyone know where bobby pins go to hide? I have bought at least a million bobby pins over the years, but when we need them, they are not in the drawer where they are supposed to be. They are not under the couch, in the drawer with the hairbrushes, or even under the bed. They don't hide in great abundance in dance bags, nor are they on the bathroom floor. Just where do they go, and how do they walk away given that I have never seen a bobby pin with legs. Maybe someone is smuggling them, kidnapping them to a far away place! Maybe I need to call the FBI! (Find Bobbypin Investigators) Maybe they are going on dates with the pony tail holders that also seem to disappear just when you need them.
One puzzling question for this week: why do hairbrushes collect lint down between the bristles? You would think that something you use everyday would not have time to collect lint. It's not as though it is a dryer vent! And does this mean that my hair is full of lint--I don't see any in the mirror each morning. So does that mean that my hair grows lint during the day? And how come Dad's comb doesn't appear to have lint? Is his hair better than mine? I know it's thinner. So does that mean that I have fat hair, and does fat hair grow lint? Is there such a thing as fat hair? I've heard of big hair, but not fat hair.
Well, before the men in white coats show up at the door (no I am not crazy, but I can't vouch for my kids!) I better post this and get the little girls ready for bed.
Have a great day....remember who you are!
Love you.
Mom
Tuesday, August 14, 2007
The Heat Wave Continues
Tuesday, August 14, 2007
The heat wave continues to try to melt our bodies every time we even think about going out the door.
Last night at the studio we had to cancel the evening classes in the big dance room because the air conditioner went out. WHAT A MESS!! It was 96 degress in that room. The office wasn't much cooler.
I finally left the studio at 9:30 pm with the air conditioner man on the roof, and Ginny at the restaurant down the strip from the studio. She came back at 10:30 and the man was still there.
Today it appears to be cooling the studio, but we will see when we get 100 bodies inside tonight.
We finally have the wedding sorted and put away, and boxes ready to mail to Shyla and Britni.
Now my focus will turn to sewing....I am going to make the bean bag chairs and curtains for the upstairs dance studio, and then go on to costuming for the Mary Poppins Production for Ginny.
Dad is getting ready to leave town for a couple of weeks, and school starts here on the 27th.
The little girls are going to a dance camp for the next three days this week, so that will give them something to do besides dance upstairs.
My major problem this week is deciding how to cram a million dance costumes into a small closet. Dad cleaned out the storage unit, so everything is home again. It wouldn't be to bad, but the feathers are screaming that they are getting squished, and the leotards do not want to be by the hip hop costumes. Heaven knows the tights will get all up in arms if they have to be in the box with the hats, so as you can see, I have a "Situation".
I want to contain those dumb feathers, otherwise they shed all over the place. Have you ever tried to vacumn up feathers. If a ceiling fan is going, there is just no hope. And with the heat, we don't turn the fans off.
The hats are another issue. They really should be kept in their hat boxes, but we need the boxes for other hats this year. Yes, I am too cheap to buy other hat boxes!
The hip hop outfits seem to think it is hilarious to just fall off the hangers, so I keep finding them all over the floor. I tried clothes pins, but they seem to pop those off too!
And the dance shoes, they just have the run of the house!! I mean, just how many pairs can four feet wear? And how come we have to have several colors of the same kind of shoe? What is the sense in all of this?
The worst culprit in the costume closet are the fishnet tights. Those are so angry at the prospect that they might have to have the rhinestones peeled off and another color glued on. I never realized that something so full of holes could create such a ruckus! At $30 a pair, I am going to try to reuse them. That should be interesting! If they don't behave, I am going to put them on those swimming noodle things, and just stand them in the corner for a good long time.
At least, the make up and jewelry that is still stored in the sewing room are behaving. At least I think they are, who knows what they could get up to in the middle of the night. Maybe while Dad is out of town, I will stay up and do some surveillance to see what really goes on in that room in the dark with the door shut.
Maybe I could enlist the help of my new serger as a spy, or even the floor lamp. It could suddenly turn on, and then the serger could sew things together that were misbehaving! Sounds like a plan to me. As long as the bean bag chair stuffing balls don't get loose, we should all be ok.
I have just returned from wrestling the cleaning rags into the dryer! Those rags have a mind of their own most days, and today they are saying it's too hot outside to be inside the dryer in the house! Give me a break! I think I deserve one of those big belt buckles for managing to get them all inside the dryer and it turned on before they escaped again. There will probably be an uprising when I open the door to change the load. Maybe I won't, and I'll just tell Dad when he gets home. He can take his chances with the rags! He can handle hanging up dance leotards, so he should be able to tame the cleaning rags don't you think?
Russell: I finally found a charger for that game thing that came home from the studio.....now the little girls think you need to come back and show them how to play it. I think they have a good idea...bring Shyla with you.
Dad finally got the last tree from the wedding returned this week. Sister Hyde has been out of town. His poor tigers are now depressed since they can't go outside and play in the forest anymore!
Well, enough of this foolishness for today.
All of you reading this, remember Dad and I love you very much. Go out there and do something you can be proud of today. Make amends with someone, do a bit of service, and mostly remember to represent your Heavenly Father.
Love you.
Mom
The heat wave continues to try to melt our bodies every time we even think about going out the door.
Last night at the studio we had to cancel the evening classes in the big dance room because the air conditioner went out. WHAT A MESS!! It was 96 degress in that room. The office wasn't much cooler.
I finally left the studio at 9:30 pm with the air conditioner man on the roof, and Ginny at the restaurant down the strip from the studio. She came back at 10:30 and the man was still there.
Today it appears to be cooling the studio, but we will see when we get 100 bodies inside tonight.
We finally have the wedding sorted and put away, and boxes ready to mail to Shyla and Britni.
Now my focus will turn to sewing....I am going to make the bean bag chairs and curtains for the upstairs dance studio, and then go on to costuming for the Mary Poppins Production for Ginny.
Dad is getting ready to leave town for a couple of weeks, and school starts here on the 27th.
The little girls are going to a dance camp for the next three days this week, so that will give them something to do besides dance upstairs.
My major problem this week is deciding how to cram a million dance costumes into a small closet. Dad cleaned out the storage unit, so everything is home again. It wouldn't be to bad, but the feathers are screaming that they are getting squished, and the leotards do not want to be by the hip hop costumes. Heaven knows the tights will get all up in arms if they have to be in the box with the hats, so as you can see, I have a "Situation".
I want to contain those dumb feathers, otherwise they shed all over the place. Have you ever tried to vacumn up feathers. If a ceiling fan is going, there is just no hope. And with the heat, we don't turn the fans off.
The hats are another issue. They really should be kept in their hat boxes, but we need the boxes for other hats this year. Yes, I am too cheap to buy other hat boxes!
The hip hop outfits seem to think it is hilarious to just fall off the hangers, so I keep finding them all over the floor. I tried clothes pins, but they seem to pop those off too!
And the dance shoes, they just have the run of the house!! I mean, just how many pairs can four feet wear? And how come we have to have several colors of the same kind of shoe? What is the sense in all of this?
The worst culprit in the costume closet are the fishnet tights. Those are so angry at the prospect that they might have to have the rhinestones peeled off and another color glued on. I never realized that something so full of holes could create such a ruckus! At $30 a pair, I am going to try to reuse them. That should be interesting! If they don't behave, I am going to put them on those swimming noodle things, and just stand them in the corner for a good long time.
At least, the make up and jewelry that is still stored in the sewing room are behaving. At least I think they are, who knows what they could get up to in the middle of the night. Maybe while Dad is out of town, I will stay up and do some surveillance to see what really goes on in that room in the dark with the door shut.
Maybe I could enlist the help of my new serger as a spy, or even the floor lamp. It could suddenly turn on, and then the serger could sew things together that were misbehaving! Sounds like a plan to me. As long as the bean bag chair stuffing balls don't get loose, we should all be ok.
I have just returned from wrestling the cleaning rags into the dryer! Those rags have a mind of their own most days, and today they are saying it's too hot outside to be inside the dryer in the house! Give me a break! I think I deserve one of those big belt buckles for managing to get them all inside the dryer and it turned on before they escaped again. There will probably be an uprising when I open the door to change the load. Maybe I won't, and I'll just tell Dad when he gets home. He can take his chances with the rags! He can handle hanging up dance leotards, so he should be able to tame the cleaning rags don't you think?
Russell: I finally found a charger for that game thing that came home from the studio.....now the little girls think you need to come back and show them how to play it. I think they have a good idea...bring Shyla with you.
Dad finally got the last tree from the wedding returned this week. Sister Hyde has been out of town. His poor tigers are now depressed since they can't go outside and play in the forest anymore!
Well, enough of this foolishness for today.
All of you reading this, remember Dad and I love you very much. Go out there and do something you can be proud of today. Make amends with someone, do a bit of service, and mostly remember to represent your Heavenly Father.
Love you.
Mom
Saturday, July 28, 2007
Peace Shall Reign Yet Again!
Saturday, July 28, 2007
Well, the little men in white coats have not yet carted me off to the psychiatric ward, so I must still be at least a tiny bit sane! It must be a terrible thin thread though...I can see insanity just around the corner with all the dance company paperwork there is left to finish.
Some little beavers were recently seen in the dining room sorting candles, vases, and all kinds of polka dots! Those little slaves organized everything, packed it up, and then recruited the big guys to carry everything upstairs. We can finally see the dining room table after months and months! We can't however, say that for the floor in Shyla's old bedroom. Good thing she won't be needing it anymore!
However, we have discovered that we still live in a forest with all these trees that now need a home. Dad's tigers are having a ball...guess they like the forest look! Britni's room is actually turning into the rainforest with all the dense leafy things in there. Guests beware is all I can say!
The biggest miracle of all is that there isn't even one straight pin on the floor in the sewing room...I'm scared to walk in there because I might make a mess!
We have also finished celebrating Cymbre's birthday, with the party being yesterday. Now she has some new webkins to keep her old ones company, and life is good for her.
The dance floor upstairs will be getting a new workout this year with Cooper in 17 classes, and Cymbre is close to 14 I think, haven't counted hers yet. I must have gotten a raise since they will be at the studio more, and I will be there about the same amount. Worn out tap shoes have reported that they are wanting a hook on the wall. It seems they have heard some terrible rumors that the trashman was needing some tap shoes, and now they are hiding in the corner of the closet hoping Dad won't remember them on trash day.
The little girls finished one of their duets with Mr. Lenorris today...just have to finish up the arms. He finally had the music for them, so now the noise level upstairs increases a million fold.
They both have other duets that still need to be finished, and they will be working on them next week while the studio is closed for classes. The new classes will begin on August 6. What a birthday that will be! Several hundred parents and students all asking questions at once....I think I will take a headache pill before I even go to work that day.
Dad is preparing another long trip...I hope his suitcase has better luck this time. And I hope that nothing major happens at home. I hate these 3 week things! And school starts while he is gone...GREAT! There are always problems with something when school starts.
Well, I think I will put my sleepy eyes to bed on the couch...dad is already sawing logs.
Remember I love you.
Mom
Well, the little men in white coats have not yet carted me off to the psychiatric ward, so I must still be at least a tiny bit sane! It must be a terrible thin thread though...I can see insanity just around the corner with all the dance company paperwork there is left to finish.
Some little beavers were recently seen in the dining room sorting candles, vases, and all kinds of polka dots! Those little slaves organized everything, packed it up, and then recruited the big guys to carry everything upstairs. We can finally see the dining room table after months and months! We can't however, say that for the floor in Shyla's old bedroom. Good thing she won't be needing it anymore!
However, we have discovered that we still live in a forest with all these trees that now need a home. Dad's tigers are having a ball...guess they like the forest look! Britni's room is actually turning into the rainforest with all the dense leafy things in there. Guests beware is all I can say!
The biggest miracle of all is that there isn't even one straight pin on the floor in the sewing room...I'm scared to walk in there because I might make a mess!
We have also finished celebrating Cymbre's birthday, with the party being yesterday. Now she has some new webkins to keep her old ones company, and life is good for her.
The dance floor upstairs will be getting a new workout this year with Cooper in 17 classes, and Cymbre is close to 14 I think, haven't counted hers yet. I must have gotten a raise since they will be at the studio more, and I will be there about the same amount. Worn out tap shoes have reported that they are wanting a hook on the wall. It seems they have heard some terrible rumors that the trashman was needing some tap shoes, and now they are hiding in the corner of the closet hoping Dad won't remember them on trash day.
The little girls finished one of their duets with Mr. Lenorris today...just have to finish up the arms. He finally had the music for them, so now the noise level upstairs increases a million fold.
They both have other duets that still need to be finished, and they will be working on them next week while the studio is closed for classes. The new classes will begin on August 6. What a birthday that will be! Several hundred parents and students all asking questions at once....I think I will take a headache pill before I even go to work that day.
Dad is preparing another long trip...I hope his suitcase has better luck this time. And I hope that nothing major happens at home. I hate these 3 week things! And school starts while he is gone...GREAT! There are always problems with something when school starts.
Well, I think I will put my sleepy eyes to bed on the couch...dad is already sawing logs.
Remember I love you.
Mom
Monday, July 9, 2007
It's Monday YetAgain
Monday, July 9, 2007
Today is run around day to get ready for the wedding reception this Friday. People will start arriving on Wednesday, so things have to get done today.
We are getting the punch stuff, verifying people helping, packing up the stuff on the dining room table so it is ready to go to the church, and checking on the ficus trees that need to be picked up.
Also have to check on the cake, tux, flowers, and make sure when they are all going to be ready to be picked up later this week.
We have survived the wedding and the open house with a bit of trauma and drama, but everything seemed to go as planned. We enjoyed getting to know Russell's family, and we are anxious to see them again in Houston. The photographer says we should have the San Diego pictures this week. Thank goodness we have made it this far!!
I am running on exhausted constantly, and told Dad I just need a nap! I am going to take one when I get everyone on their way after Friday night.
The dance studio is off to a flying start on Summer classes, and Fall will be right behind. The office is finally getting a bit more organized. I have all the dance company stuff to get organized, but I will begin that this week as the paperwork is turned back in to the office. Just getting the email stuff set up will be a time consuming thing. Then the dance lists, and the directory, but since I will be the only one doing it, hopefully, it won't become the mess it was last year.
Once all the people have gone home from the wedding, and the wedding is put away, I am going to finish the stuff for the dance studio upstairs. I still have curtains, and bean bag chairs that I have promised the girls. They have been so patient to wait for the wedding to be over.
Then I don't know if I will sew costumes this year. I think I may have enough to do with keeping the office organized and keeping up with things here at home. I will do the duet costumes, but the production (Mary Poppins) I am not so sure.
Well, must get running and off to the store. Got to get the laundry started too....and make the bed, and load the dishwasher, and then on Wednesday we will clean the house.
Love you all.
Mom
Today is run around day to get ready for the wedding reception this Friday. People will start arriving on Wednesday, so things have to get done today.
We are getting the punch stuff, verifying people helping, packing up the stuff on the dining room table so it is ready to go to the church, and checking on the ficus trees that need to be picked up.
Also have to check on the cake, tux, flowers, and make sure when they are all going to be ready to be picked up later this week.
We have survived the wedding and the open house with a bit of trauma and drama, but everything seemed to go as planned. We enjoyed getting to know Russell's family, and we are anxious to see them again in Houston. The photographer says we should have the San Diego pictures this week. Thank goodness we have made it this far!!
I am running on exhausted constantly, and told Dad I just need a nap! I am going to take one when I get everyone on their way after Friday night.
The dance studio is off to a flying start on Summer classes, and Fall will be right behind. The office is finally getting a bit more organized. I have all the dance company stuff to get organized, but I will begin that this week as the paperwork is turned back in to the office. Just getting the email stuff set up will be a time consuming thing. Then the dance lists, and the directory, but since I will be the only one doing it, hopefully, it won't become the mess it was last year.
Once all the people have gone home from the wedding, and the wedding is put away, I am going to finish the stuff for the dance studio upstairs. I still have curtains, and bean bag chairs that I have promised the girls. They have been so patient to wait for the wedding to be over.
Then I don't know if I will sew costumes this year. I think I may have enough to do with keeping the office organized and keeping up with things here at home. I will do the duet costumes, but the production (Mary Poppins) I am not so sure.
Well, must get running and off to the store. Got to get the laundry started too....and make the bed, and load the dishwasher, and then on Wednesday we will clean the house.
Love you all.
Mom
Saturday, June 16, 2007
I Survived the Week!!!
Saturday, June 16, 2007
Hurrah!!! I survived Recital week!! Can you believe it?
After the marathon sewing session last Friday, we got the pirates on stage, and everything went well. Cymbre got the biggest cheer of the evening when she did her solo. People were amazed because she looks so small that she could do what she did.
Ginny is off in Austria with the senior dance team, and Brittainey Lott and I are running the office. The office is a mess as they are remodeling, and making me an office behind the front office, and it's dusty and messed up at the moment. When they get done, it will be beautiful.
Summer registration continues to come in, and I have had to make three more classes as the other ones filled up.
As for the wedding, the little helpers have been busy at work, and we have finally cleaned up the dining room so we can at least see floor. Cymbre decorated little gift bags for the bridesmaid gifts, and she will wrap the gifts while I go to camp. I finished the baby dresses!!! THANK GOODNESS! I am not sitting down to that sewing machine for at least a week! Tina is making the table clothes while I go to camp, and Karen will come and help plant the geraniums when I get home from camp. We have piles of stuff for San Diego, Utah, and Houston. The florist is confirmed, and I hope the flowers and tuxes are where they are supposed to be. Coopie spent an entire morning burning photo CD's for family members. She will probably have to do more, but we did them for who we knew wanted them. The photographer has been contacted to confirm San Diego, but I still need to hear back from him. The wedding cake is ordered!! What a hoopla that was! The count for the open house is up to date through what we got in the mail today, and so is the reception. What is the deal with people who don't RSVP? Mormons and family members are the worst!
The little girls started their duet for next competition season today. Lenorris is really working them. It will be great!
Coopie and I are off to camp on Monday morning, and if I survive, we will be home on Thursday in time to repack and be on a plane on Friday. The little ones are staying here with Brittainey Lott, so they will have playmates for a couple of days. Lenorris wants to work on their duet again next Saturday also.
Dad may begin working on the picture wall for the reception while I am gone, everything is ready for him...
I got photos made of the Bridal ones, and the engagement ones just so everyone could see what is on the disk they are getting. Then they can decide for themselves what they want to print. I still can't get Jami's website to work properly....oh well, I am printing what I want anyway.
The little ones are getting really excited to go and see Caleb....and Russell. Just what is the attraction with big brothers?
Well, I am going to put this body in the bathtub and sit there for a little while. Then on to something to get ready for camp...I think I have to iron some clothes. I can't manage to bribe anyone to do it for me, so I will buckle down and do it myself! Then I have to find the recipes for Shyla.
Guess that's about all for today.....all you who are reading this and haven't written on your blog...do it. I'm tired of reading the same old thing.
Love you all.
Mom
Hurrah!!! I survived Recital week!! Can you believe it?
After the marathon sewing session last Friday, we got the pirates on stage, and everything went well. Cymbre got the biggest cheer of the evening when she did her solo. People were amazed because she looks so small that she could do what she did.
Ginny is off in Austria with the senior dance team, and Brittainey Lott and I are running the office. The office is a mess as they are remodeling, and making me an office behind the front office, and it's dusty and messed up at the moment. When they get done, it will be beautiful.
Summer registration continues to come in, and I have had to make three more classes as the other ones filled up.
As for the wedding, the little helpers have been busy at work, and we have finally cleaned up the dining room so we can at least see floor. Cymbre decorated little gift bags for the bridesmaid gifts, and she will wrap the gifts while I go to camp. I finished the baby dresses!!! THANK GOODNESS! I am not sitting down to that sewing machine for at least a week! Tina is making the table clothes while I go to camp, and Karen will come and help plant the geraniums when I get home from camp. We have piles of stuff for San Diego, Utah, and Houston. The florist is confirmed, and I hope the flowers and tuxes are where they are supposed to be. Coopie spent an entire morning burning photo CD's for family members. She will probably have to do more, but we did them for who we knew wanted them. The photographer has been contacted to confirm San Diego, but I still need to hear back from him. The wedding cake is ordered!! What a hoopla that was! The count for the open house is up to date through what we got in the mail today, and so is the reception. What is the deal with people who don't RSVP? Mormons and family members are the worst!
The little girls started their duet for next competition season today. Lenorris is really working them. It will be great!
Coopie and I are off to camp on Monday morning, and if I survive, we will be home on Thursday in time to repack and be on a plane on Friday. The little ones are staying here with Brittainey Lott, so they will have playmates for a couple of days. Lenorris wants to work on their duet again next Saturday also.
Dad may begin working on the picture wall for the reception while I am gone, everything is ready for him...
I got photos made of the Bridal ones, and the engagement ones just so everyone could see what is on the disk they are getting. Then they can decide for themselves what they want to print. I still can't get Jami's website to work properly....oh well, I am printing what I want anyway.
The little ones are getting really excited to go and see Caleb....and Russell. Just what is the attraction with big brothers?
Well, I am going to put this body in the bathtub and sit there for a little while. Then on to something to get ready for camp...I think I have to iron some clothes. I can't manage to bribe anyone to do it for me, so I will buckle down and do it myself! Then I have to find the recipes for Shyla.
Guess that's about all for today.....all you who are reading this and haven't written on your blog...do it. I'm tired of reading the same old thing.
Love you all.
Mom
Monday, June 11, 2007
I'm Sinking!!!
Monday, June 11, 2007
I am slowly sinking. This one woman show is on the downfall! I am exhausted after a marathon sewing session from Friday night at 7:30 until Saturday morning at 11:30am. We had to make 21 pirate costumes for the recital Saturday afternoon. Needless to say, I am TIRED!!
I would have stayed home from church and slept, but the lady who was supposed to help in the library called and was sick, so I got up and went. Then I slept during the afternoon, but now Dad is gone, so there won't be much sleep the rest of this week, and next week is girls camp, and there won't be sleep, and then the wedding in San Diego, and I am going to sleep on the plane ride there!
I have one baby dress done, and the other is cut out. However, if I have to look at sewing machines much longer this week, I am going to SCREAM!! Hopefully by Wednesday night I can be done.
I still have to finish paying for flowers, order the wedding cake, confirm the photographer in San Diego, make Adalaide's dress, do the dance company final papers for the juniors and seniors, clean up my office at the studio, and clean up the dining room. The wedding is overflowing into the entry, and I can't stand it anymore. Then I have to burn the photo CD's for family members, and confirm with the florist here where the flowers have been wired for San Diego and Provo.
Dad says we are cleaning out the storage unit to save the $100 a month, so I guess we will do that on Saturday after Dad gets home. Or maybe he and Cymbre can do it while Cooper and I go to camp. Guess it's a good thing Shyla doesn't need her room anymore.
Today the scrapbook store called, and said they were having a special thing for the preferred customers and could I come on Wednesday night for several hours. I just laughed!! I couldn't manage to get to the class I paid for last week, what makes them think I will come for a party? I guess I am one of the best customers, so they wanted to honor me, but I told them I have to be at work. They want me to come in on Thursday and pick up some basket they have made for me. Whatever....
Talked to Uncle Larry today...it was nice to talk to him. He baptized Tessa a few weeks ago. He is working hard, and Lyn is getting ready to set up her classroom at a new school for next year.
I have to go and clean up the office at the dance studio. You cannot even see the top of my desk. We are expanding the office into the storage room, and everything is everywhere....don't know how I am going to clean it all up before classes start tomorrow.
Well, enough of this for tonight...I am going to get my new romance novel, and sit in the tub with the bubbles going until the water gets cold. Then I may warm up the water and sit there some more. Dad is gone, so there is no sense going to bed!
Have a good day, and get some sleep for mom.
Bye
I am slowly sinking. This one woman show is on the downfall! I am exhausted after a marathon sewing session from Friday night at 7:30 until Saturday morning at 11:30am. We had to make 21 pirate costumes for the recital Saturday afternoon. Needless to say, I am TIRED!!
I would have stayed home from church and slept, but the lady who was supposed to help in the library called and was sick, so I got up and went. Then I slept during the afternoon, but now Dad is gone, so there won't be much sleep the rest of this week, and next week is girls camp, and there won't be sleep, and then the wedding in San Diego, and I am going to sleep on the plane ride there!
I have one baby dress done, and the other is cut out. However, if I have to look at sewing machines much longer this week, I am going to SCREAM!! Hopefully by Wednesday night I can be done.
I still have to finish paying for flowers, order the wedding cake, confirm the photographer in San Diego, make Adalaide's dress, do the dance company final papers for the juniors and seniors, clean up my office at the studio, and clean up the dining room. The wedding is overflowing into the entry, and I can't stand it anymore. Then I have to burn the photo CD's for family members, and confirm with the florist here where the flowers have been wired for San Diego and Provo.
Dad says we are cleaning out the storage unit to save the $100 a month, so I guess we will do that on Saturday after Dad gets home. Or maybe he and Cymbre can do it while Cooper and I go to camp. Guess it's a good thing Shyla doesn't need her room anymore.
Today the scrapbook store called, and said they were having a special thing for the preferred customers and could I come on Wednesday night for several hours. I just laughed!! I couldn't manage to get to the class I paid for last week, what makes them think I will come for a party? I guess I am one of the best customers, so they wanted to honor me, but I told them I have to be at work. They want me to come in on Thursday and pick up some basket they have made for me. Whatever....
Talked to Uncle Larry today...it was nice to talk to him. He baptized Tessa a few weeks ago. He is working hard, and Lyn is getting ready to set up her classroom at a new school for next year.
I have to go and clean up the office at the dance studio. You cannot even see the top of my desk. We are expanding the office into the storage room, and everything is everywhere....don't know how I am going to clean it all up before classes start tomorrow.
Well, enough of this for tonight...I am going to get my new romance novel, and sit in the tub with the bubbles going until the water gets cold. Then I may warm up the water and sit there some more. Dad is gone, so there is no sense going to bed!
Have a good day, and get some sleep for mom.
Bye
Wednesday, May 30, 2007
My Mind is totally leaving...
Wednesday, May 30, 2007
Ok, for all my blog fans, No I didn't die! I have been quietly losing my mind over the past month.
On the Dance Studio front, we have had little costume thieves stealing the costumes from the warehouses, so we haven't received them in time for the recital which is next weekend. I'm just wondering, can you fully comprehend how many parents can yell at you in one day? I am considering a good pair of ear plugs, and a nice smile when someone comes to the counter this week! We have about 100 coustumes not here, and while Ginny talks to the companies, I am dealing with the angry, rude parents. I could not resist the other night, and told the mom who told me she wouldn't register her child for summer classes until I gave her the recital costume that if she chose not to register, than I wouldn't save a spot in the summer classes. I think she thought that I really had the costumes, but wouldn't hand them out. What a joke!! Why would anyone do that to themselves?
Yesterday, I spent most of the day trying to make the recital program work. My hero, Dad couldn't figure it out (not really his fault, he was at work), and my second hero, Caleb (who didn't answer his phone), and my third hero Russell, who finally after several hours working with Shyla managed to fix the thing. Go Russ and Shyla! Now it is happily at KINKOS (yes, Shyla, I went without you.) and they are printing the thing....it better be right is all I have to say! Now Ginny and I just have to figure out how to print the cover at her house.....that will be another adventure I am sure. Then we just have to fold and staple 1500 copies together.....I hope the little staple goblins don't come to visit...I really need 1500 staples times 2! If the goblins show up, who knows if there will be any left. Come to think of it, are there even that many staples in a box?
On the wedding front:
Shyla and Russ were here, and now they are gone....so why is the wedding still all over the dining room table??? Just how do the Bride and Groom get to leave, and Mom turns back into a one woman show? Dad is trying to pick up some slack, and doing a great job with cutting the card cake holes, and cropping pictures, but I must admit his sewing skills are sadly lacking. Maybe he could just use hot glue! Cooper and Cymbre are in charge of opening and recording RSVP cards, and just wait to pounce the mailbox each day....boy did Monday create a ruckus without mail delivery!
Today, we are working on the temple dress jacket (it really does need those sleeves)cutting out baby dresses (although naked babies are sometimes cute), and painting the borders on the card cake. We are also working on making a space in the freezer for the chocolates, which the Bride and Groom made while they were here. Anyone for french fries? What about some fish? Or some frozen peas?
Also on the agenda, that is if I have time to make one, is going to the dance store and getting two dancers new jazz shoes. It seems that their little toes are are curling under because they are at the end of the shoes....why do toes always have to curl under just a week or so before recital? Can't they wait until a new dance season starts? And why do those dumb shoes that don't really have a sole have to cost to much? These are important questions that I think my three heros should really find the answers too.
On the home front: Who knows what's going on....Dad is handling EVERYTHING!!! GO DAD!! However, my ironing isn't getting done, but the bathroom looks really great. I think Dad is prejudiced against my clothes! He does selective folding also....but I am grateful for all his help. He keeps me going with backrubs and kisses! Love those kisses! No I am NOT sharing!
Well, there's Ginny on the phone, and she has stuff I need, so I guess I better finish this nonsense and go accomplish something this morning. You see, I have to do this before the tiny, thin, shredding thread of my mind is completely gone. The pressure of holding this thread of sanity together is just mind boggling...don't know how much longer the little man in my head can reach and hold both ends of the fragile thread. I think I need a NAP!!
Ya'll have a great day, and maybe a few prayers for Mom would help.
Love you.
Mom
Ok, for all my blog fans, No I didn't die! I have been quietly losing my mind over the past month.
On the Dance Studio front, we have had little costume thieves stealing the costumes from the warehouses, so we haven't received them in time for the recital which is next weekend. I'm just wondering, can you fully comprehend how many parents can yell at you in one day? I am considering a good pair of ear plugs, and a nice smile when someone comes to the counter this week! We have about 100 coustumes not here, and while Ginny talks to the companies, I am dealing with the angry, rude parents. I could not resist the other night, and told the mom who told me she wouldn't register her child for summer classes until I gave her the recital costume that if she chose not to register, than I wouldn't save a spot in the summer classes. I think she thought that I really had the costumes, but wouldn't hand them out. What a joke!! Why would anyone do that to themselves?
Yesterday, I spent most of the day trying to make the recital program work. My hero, Dad couldn't figure it out (not really his fault, he was at work), and my second hero, Caleb (who didn't answer his phone), and my third hero Russell, who finally after several hours working with Shyla managed to fix the thing. Go Russ and Shyla! Now it is happily at KINKOS (yes, Shyla, I went without you.) and they are printing the thing....it better be right is all I have to say! Now Ginny and I just have to figure out how to print the cover at her house.....that will be another adventure I am sure. Then we just have to fold and staple 1500 copies together.....I hope the little staple goblins don't come to visit...I really need 1500 staples times 2! If the goblins show up, who knows if there will be any left. Come to think of it, are there even that many staples in a box?
On the wedding front:
Shyla and Russ were here, and now they are gone....so why is the wedding still all over the dining room table??? Just how do the Bride and Groom get to leave, and Mom turns back into a one woman show? Dad is trying to pick up some slack, and doing a great job with cutting the card cake holes, and cropping pictures, but I must admit his sewing skills are sadly lacking. Maybe he could just use hot glue! Cooper and Cymbre are in charge of opening and recording RSVP cards, and just wait to pounce the mailbox each day....boy did Monday create a ruckus without mail delivery!
Today, we are working on the temple dress jacket (it really does need those sleeves)cutting out baby dresses (although naked babies are sometimes cute), and painting the borders on the card cake. We are also working on making a space in the freezer for the chocolates, which the Bride and Groom made while they were here. Anyone for french fries? What about some fish? Or some frozen peas?
Also on the agenda, that is if I have time to make one, is going to the dance store and getting two dancers new jazz shoes. It seems that their little toes are are curling under because they are at the end of the shoes....why do toes always have to curl under just a week or so before recital? Can't they wait until a new dance season starts? And why do those dumb shoes that don't really have a sole have to cost to much? These are important questions that I think my three heros should really find the answers too.
On the home front: Who knows what's going on....Dad is handling EVERYTHING!!! GO DAD!! However, my ironing isn't getting done, but the bathroom looks really great. I think Dad is prejudiced against my clothes! He does selective folding also....but I am grateful for all his help. He keeps me going with backrubs and kisses! Love those kisses! No I am NOT sharing!
Well, there's Ginny on the phone, and she has stuff I need, so I guess I better finish this nonsense and go accomplish something this morning. You see, I have to do this before the tiny, thin, shredding thread of my mind is completely gone. The pressure of holding this thread of sanity together is just mind boggling...don't know how much longer the little man in my head can reach and hold both ends of the fragile thread. I think I need a NAP!!
Ya'll have a great day, and maybe a few prayers for Mom would help.
Love you.
Mom
Monday, April 23, 2007
What Luck?
Monday, April 23, 2007
My Luck still hasn't changed....
The combination lock on the back door has died, not even new batteries will revive the dumb thing! So anyone coming and going needs to remember to take their house key until Dad can get home from his wanderings and figure out how to fix the thing or replace it.
Speaking of Dad and his wanderings....he is probably going to have to stay gone longer in order to go to a meeting for a man who has a seriously broken arm. I guess at least he is being compassionate, but I could really use him to come home!
At church yesterday, they dumped the Meetinghouse Librarian job on me....GREAT!!! I hadn't figured out ward librarian, and now I am in charge of the meetinghouse too! That means I am responsible for everything in the library and all the librarians in both wards. Just what I need in the middle of a wedding. Russ says 61 days and counting...at least if the website is counting correctly...I think he may be rushing it just a bit! A little birdy told me Russ is excited! Hope I get these dresses done.
Cymbre is home sick today....just the sniffles, but I just didn't have the energy to make her go to school....besides she just lays on the couch watching Disney, so she isn't much trouble.
OK, is there any good news?
Yes, the polka dot fabric is here. Now I just have to make it up into everything....going to start with Baby dresses.
Shyla has the wedding dress and veil after some tribulation, but I managed to get the store straightened out....thank goodness. She will be home this week, and then the excitement really begins!
Well, the muggy stuff is back in Houston, so I don't even think I will take time to do my hair today....won't stay curled anyway. Just a bit of hairspray will be good enough for the errands, and then I will curl it before going to the studio tonight.
Have a great day....
Mom
My Luck still hasn't changed....
The combination lock on the back door has died, not even new batteries will revive the dumb thing! So anyone coming and going needs to remember to take their house key until Dad can get home from his wanderings and figure out how to fix the thing or replace it.
Speaking of Dad and his wanderings....he is probably going to have to stay gone longer in order to go to a meeting for a man who has a seriously broken arm. I guess at least he is being compassionate, but I could really use him to come home!
At church yesterday, they dumped the Meetinghouse Librarian job on me....GREAT!!! I hadn't figured out ward librarian, and now I am in charge of the meetinghouse too! That means I am responsible for everything in the library and all the librarians in both wards. Just what I need in the middle of a wedding. Russ says 61 days and counting...at least if the website is counting correctly...I think he may be rushing it just a bit! A little birdy told me Russ is excited! Hope I get these dresses done.
Cymbre is home sick today....just the sniffles, but I just didn't have the energy to make her go to school....besides she just lays on the couch watching Disney, so she isn't much trouble.
OK, is there any good news?
Yes, the polka dot fabric is here. Now I just have to make it up into everything....going to start with Baby dresses.
Shyla has the wedding dress and veil after some tribulation, but I managed to get the store straightened out....thank goodness. She will be home this week, and then the excitement really begins!
Well, the muggy stuff is back in Houston, so I don't even think I will take time to do my hair today....won't stay curled anyway. Just a bit of hairspray will be good enough for the errands, and then I will curl it before going to the studio tonight.
Have a great day....
Mom
Sunday, April 15, 2007
Enough Already!!
Sunday, April 15, 2007
You can sure tell that Dad is out of town! No sooner did he leave, than the van wouldn't start properly, and I lost a crown on my tooth. Of course, just as we were walking out the door to competition. So, I had to stop and call the dentist who of course is out of town at some dental convention, and wait for him to call me back. So for the entire weekend, I have been holding my crown on with vaseline petroleum jelly, and eating on just one side of my mouth!! Tremendous!!
Dad made me map to get to competition, but I still managed to get lost, and then on the way home, they closed the highway, so I still ended up managing on my own! Today, Cooper is on the couch dizzy, so who knows how the next two weeks will go.
Dad made it to Capri, Italy, but his suitcase didn't. He is there with the clothes on his back, and not a lot of hope of getting his bag where he is. It seems that there is not an airport on the island, so everything has to come by boat, than by tram up the mountain, and bus to where Dad is. By the time his underware catches up with him, he may be in Norway! He isn't happy and neither was the other man traveling with Dad.
Sister Brown got some shocking news last weekend while I was in Provo. Her 4 year old has liver cancer. His liver is twice the size it should be, and the tumor is as big as his liver should be. They have to do chemotherapy to shrink the tumor before they can remove it. Liver cancer is very dangerous, and the chemo could cause his kidneys to fail, or make him deaf. Neither are great options, but the alternative is worse. She has asked me to go and sit with her while they do his first chemo this next Friday. Now just what do you say to your friend who is sitting there watching them poison her son? When I took dinner over there on Friday, she just clung to me and just sobbed! Friday is going to be a VERY STRESSFUL DAY! Who knows what will happen, Dad is still going to be out of town.
Monday, April 16. 2007
Sorry, I went to bed...but I am back now. Just talked to Dad, he said they really can't find his luggage. He went to buy some clothes, but didn't have much luck...did get some underware and a shirt. The other guy doesn't have his luggage yet either. If it doesn't catch up with him before he leaves Italy, he probably won't get it for the entire two weeks....he is not happy.
Must get ready for work....more later
Tuesday, April 17th, 2007
The punches just keep coming.....today Cymbre lost her retainer at school so the orthodontist has to make a new one. It's because the teacher refused to allow her to keep her box on her desk during the TAKS test. WHAT A STUPID EXCUSE!! So because the routine wasn't the same, the retainer ended up on a napkin at lunch and got thrown away. That teacher knew I was mad, so did the principal, and thankfully the orthodontist is making her a new one for a reduced fee.
Then I tried to get Dad on the phone in Italy, but he didn't leave the right number, and no name for his hotel. GREAT!!
Get to the dentist to have my crown reglued, and they tell me they think they have to redo the thing. However, when the dentist examined it, he decided it would be ok for a while so they just reglued me. He said it probably won't be long and it will have to be replaced.
And Dad is going to be gone another week and a half!!! I may not survive this trip! I am thinking he needs to take his big black cloud with him. I'm having worse luck than he is right now....I can hardly wait for tomorrow!
On Friday I have to go sit with Sister Brown while her 4 yr old gets his first chemo....I'm so lucky don't you think?
I have no energy to write something funny....I am just taking my high blood pressure, and my cough and going to bed.
Love you.
Mom
You can sure tell that Dad is out of town! No sooner did he leave, than the van wouldn't start properly, and I lost a crown on my tooth. Of course, just as we were walking out the door to competition. So, I had to stop and call the dentist who of course is out of town at some dental convention, and wait for him to call me back. So for the entire weekend, I have been holding my crown on with vaseline petroleum jelly, and eating on just one side of my mouth!! Tremendous!!
Dad made me map to get to competition, but I still managed to get lost, and then on the way home, they closed the highway, so I still ended up managing on my own! Today, Cooper is on the couch dizzy, so who knows how the next two weeks will go.
Dad made it to Capri, Italy, but his suitcase didn't. He is there with the clothes on his back, and not a lot of hope of getting his bag where he is. It seems that there is not an airport on the island, so everything has to come by boat, than by tram up the mountain, and bus to where Dad is. By the time his underware catches up with him, he may be in Norway! He isn't happy and neither was the other man traveling with Dad.
Sister Brown got some shocking news last weekend while I was in Provo. Her 4 year old has liver cancer. His liver is twice the size it should be, and the tumor is as big as his liver should be. They have to do chemotherapy to shrink the tumor before they can remove it. Liver cancer is very dangerous, and the chemo could cause his kidneys to fail, or make him deaf. Neither are great options, but the alternative is worse. She has asked me to go and sit with her while they do his first chemo this next Friday. Now just what do you say to your friend who is sitting there watching them poison her son? When I took dinner over there on Friday, she just clung to me and just sobbed! Friday is going to be a VERY STRESSFUL DAY! Who knows what will happen, Dad is still going to be out of town.
Monday, April 16. 2007
Sorry, I went to bed...but I am back now. Just talked to Dad, he said they really can't find his luggage. He went to buy some clothes, but didn't have much luck...did get some underware and a shirt. The other guy doesn't have his luggage yet either. If it doesn't catch up with him before he leaves Italy, he probably won't get it for the entire two weeks....he is not happy.
Must get ready for work....more later
Tuesday, April 17th, 2007
The punches just keep coming.....today Cymbre lost her retainer at school so the orthodontist has to make a new one. It's because the teacher refused to allow her to keep her box on her desk during the TAKS test. WHAT A STUPID EXCUSE!! So because the routine wasn't the same, the retainer ended up on a napkin at lunch and got thrown away. That teacher knew I was mad, so did the principal, and thankfully the orthodontist is making her a new one for a reduced fee.
Then I tried to get Dad on the phone in Italy, but he didn't leave the right number, and no name for his hotel. GREAT!!
Get to the dentist to have my crown reglued, and they tell me they think they have to redo the thing. However, when the dentist examined it, he decided it would be ok for a while so they just reglued me. He said it probably won't be long and it will have to be replaced.
And Dad is going to be gone another week and a half!!! I may not survive this trip! I am thinking he needs to take his big black cloud with him. I'm having worse luck than he is right now....I can hardly wait for tomorrow!
On Friday I have to go sit with Sister Brown while her 4 yr old gets his first chemo....I'm so lucky don't you think?
I have no energy to write something funny....I am just taking my high blood pressure, and my cough and going to bed.
Love you.
Mom
Monday, April 9, 2007
Another Wedding
Monday, April 9, 2007
Well, after being in Provo planning a wedding with the Bride and Groom To Be, I came home and went to bed. Alseep by 8:45 - 9:00pm and awake again at 6:30am. See what you kids do to your mother! And, my cough is back! :( I got a bit of a rest from it in Provo, but it is back. BUMMER!!
Well, we went to the Bridal shop in Provo, and after looking through the racks of dresses, we chose 7 to try on. We got a consultant, and then started the process of dressing the Bride. Did you know that you have to have about 7 layers under a wedding dress? Boy things have changed since I got married. Those dresses sometimes have a mind of their own poufing out wherever they want to pouf, and dragging the floor. I decided that Shyla needs some little tiny people under her dress to pouf her everytime she moves. Maybe we could hire Thumbelina! And petticoats have a mind of their own, you just get them all straight, and then you have to crawl back under the dress and fight the tulle wars all over again....and speaking of tulle wars...I thought I was done with those for a while, but rumor has it that a certain mother of the bride was seen in several fabric stores buying some more of the stuff. What has possessed me???
Several spools of thread report that pink polka-dots are also on the shopping list, and will hopefully be on the shipping list soon. Special orders relayed that the JoAnn delivery truck will shortly be delivering several bolts of pink polka-dot fabric to the store. Now if those little computers could just come up with some chocolate tulle, this mother of the bride might actually be able to stay home and get started on altering some dresses, and making some others.
The ribbon rack at Hobby Lobby is a little slimmer tonight. Several spools of pink gingham ribbon called this editor to report that some crazy person is buying all the pink and brown with polka-dot ribbon on the shelf. It seems this woman was seen balancing 4 boxes of silk rose petals and about 8 spools of ribbon. What was really funny, states the ribbon rack, was when the woman dropped one spool of ribbon and then bent down to pick it up, and then all the spools went rolling away and the rose petals spilt all over the floor! THAT WAS JUST SO MUCH FUN!
Cake knives located on the top shelf tell us that it was pretty funny to watch the mother round up all the spools of ribbon and stuff them in her purse. Where are the security guards when you need them? Why didn't she get a shopping cart to begin with? That's the burning question in our minds. However, once rounded up and piled neatly, the woman walked to the check out stand, where a young man who didn't know what he was doing checked her out. When he was done, the woman told him he had given her everything for 50% off, but was only supposed to do the ribbon half off. He didn't seem impressed, but just kept bagging everything. So, the woman went home only paying 50% of everything she bought. Guess we can afford those rose petals after all!
Cooper and Cymbre are celebrating tonight because they get to dance their solos adjunicated on Saturday, but still qualify for the overall awards on Sunday. Guess the Hall of Fame people really do understand about Mormons. We just found out tonight. GREAT! Just what I want to do, sit at the competition all day and night! Should get some great pictures though.
It was fun meeting our new son-in-law to be over the past few days. He is very tall, but you can see that he loves Shyla. We had a great time getting things done for the wedding, and we even tried to get into the jewelry store after it was closed. Thank goodness, no one called the police on us! I must admit, Russ looks pretty good in that tux he rented, but Dad still gets my vote. Sorry Shyla, mines better!
Speaking of Dad, I think I will go to bed...:)!
Those of you who still have homework to do...get on it! Just a few more days, then you get a break. Those of you who belong to me, remember that Dad and I love you. (That means Russ and Holly too!)
Good luck on those finals, and remember to talk to your Heavenly Father.
Love you.
Mom
PS. Russ--take care of that daughter of mine...make sure she eats and gets enough sleep. The days are going to be really busy soon. And remember, she is one of my most prized possessions.
Well, after being in Provo planning a wedding with the Bride and Groom To Be, I came home and went to bed. Alseep by 8:45 - 9:00pm and awake again at 6:30am. See what you kids do to your mother! And, my cough is back! :( I got a bit of a rest from it in Provo, but it is back. BUMMER!!
Well, we went to the Bridal shop in Provo, and after looking through the racks of dresses, we chose 7 to try on. We got a consultant, and then started the process of dressing the Bride. Did you know that you have to have about 7 layers under a wedding dress? Boy things have changed since I got married. Those dresses sometimes have a mind of their own poufing out wherever they want to pouf, and dragging the floor. I decided that Shyla needs some little tiny people under her dress to pouf her everytime she moves. Maybe we could hire Thumbelina! And petticoats have a mind of their own, you just get them all straight, and then you have to crawl back under the dress and fight the tulle wars all over again....and speaking of tulle wars...I thought I was done with those for a while, but rumor has it that a certain mother of the bride was seen in several fabric stores buying some more of the stuff. What has possessed me???
Several spools of thread report that pink polka-dots are also on the shopping list, and will hopefully be on the shipping list soon. Special orders relayed that the JoAnn delivery truck will shortly be delivering several bolts of pink polka-dot fabric to the store. Now if those little computers could just come up with some chocolate tulle, this mother of the bride might actually be able to stay home and get started on altering some dresses, and making some others.
The ribbon rack at Hobby Lobby is a little slimmer tonight. Several spools of pink gingham ribbon called this editor to report that some crazy person is buying all the pink and brown with polka-dot ribbon on the shelf. It seems this woman was seen balancing 4 boxes of silk rose petals and about 8 spools of ribbon. What was really funny, states the ribbon rack, was when the woman dropped one spool of ribbon and then bent down to pick it up, and then all the spools went rolling away and the rose petals spilt all over the floor! THAT WAS JUST SO MUCH FUN!
Cake knives located on the top shelf tell us that it was pretty funny to watch the mother round up all the spools of ribbon and stuff them in her purse. Where are the security guards when you need them? Why didn't she get a shopping cart to begin with? That's the burning question in our minds. However, once rounded up and piled neatly, the woman walked to the check out stand, where a young man who didn't know what he was doing checked her out. When he was done, the woman told him he had given her everything for 50% off, but was only supposed to do the ribbon half off. He didn't seem impressed, but just kept bagging everything. So, the woman went home only paying 50% of everything she bought. Guess we can afford those rose petals after all!
Cooper and Cymbre are celebrating tonight because they get to dance their solos adjunicated on Saturday, but still qualify for the overall awards on Sunday. Guess the Hall of Fame people really do understand about Mormons. We just found out tonight. GREAT! Just what I want to do, sit at the competition all day and night! Should get some great pictures though.
It was fun meeting our new son-in-law to be over the past few days. He is very tall, but you can see that he loves Shyla. We had a great time getting things done for the wedding, and we even tried to get into the jewelry store after it was closed. Thank goodness, no one called the police on us! I must admit, Russ looks pretty good in that tux he rented, but Dad still gets my vote. Sorry Shyla, mines better!
Speaking of Dad, I think I will go to bed...:)!
Those of you who still have homework to do...get on it! Just a few more days, then you get a break. Those of you who belong to me, remember that Dad and I love you. (That means Russ and Holly too!)
Good luck on those finals, and remember to talk to your Heavenly Father.
Love you.
Mom
PS. Russ--take care of that daughter of mine...make sure she eats and gets enough sleep. The days are going to be really busy soon. And remember, she is one of my most prized possessions.
Sunday, April 1, 2007
What Ironing Pile?
Sunday, April 1, 2007
We have enjoyed listening to the General Conference, and especially the talks given by the Prophet. He still has his sense of humor even though he is very old.
Around the old homestead (yes, we have homestead papers on file) things have been rollin' along but not quite as usual. Ya'll come see us soon!
Saturday we took the little tappers in our family to the Dance Competition. Another all day experience, but a good one for Cooper. Her ensemble girls decided that because Cooper doesn't dance on Sunday, they would all come and dance adjunicated on Saturday. That meant they all had to come in at a special time, and dance only for category awards. They could not compete for the overall awards. However, it was nice for Cooper that they supported her in that manner. They took home a platinum, so I guess Heavenly Father supported her too. Cooper also was the understudy for her friend who broke her foot. She learned the dance in 8 minutes at one rehearsal, and then competed on Saturday. As we sat there watching her, Dad said, "That kid needs to quit school and just dance!" She has unbelieveable talent in dance. What a blessing she is to the family.
Cymbre on the other hand did not get to dance any of her dances this time. Oh well, she played with her friends and watched Cooper. Hopefully everything for her won't be on Sunday the next competition.
Today we tried to use the organization of the sewing room to create some goodies for our Bride and Groom. However, we have decided that the Groom-to-be has very big feet (Cymbre says they are like Caleb!) We managed to find everything we needed in the sewing room, and even managed to put it away with minimal trouble, so that's VERY GOOD news. All my time the last three weeks is already paying off.
Cooper and Dad made a spindle for her speech tomorrow. She has to be a princess and tell her story, so she chose Sleeping Beauty, therefore, the spindle. She is using Cymbre's Princess Aurora tiara from competition at peril of her life if she breaks or loses it!
Cymbre is starting a poetry unit at school....can't wait to read all those Rhino poems!
Cymbre and I went flower shopping on Friday.....we are planting them outside, and it was time for her to get her tomato plants in the ground. While we were there, we saw the popcorn trees we used to have in Bartlesville. We fought our way through the foliage, and found the perfect popcorn tree to come home with us. (Of course, it wouldn't fit standing up in the van!) So, we stuffed it in laying down over the back seat, with the Bald Cypress tree we also bought, and I had Cymbre sit between them on the floor and hold the buckets. Now this was VERY exciting to Cymbre because she never gets to ride in the car without her seatbelt. Oh the EXCITEMENT!
She could hardly contain her self until the first turn when the buckets tried to smash her. Then she got laughing so hard she wasn't ready for the second turn, and they tried to smash her the other direction. We finally made it home after going to the school to get Cooper. Now, everything is planted, and the backyard has all the pretty flowers I like to have to look at from the kitchen window. Dad had to vacumn out the back of the van, but we had some fun buying the trees.
Can anyone believe that we have the scrapbook room and most of the sewing room all cleaned up??? I am in constant amazement! Those fisty scissors, pins, and measuring tapes have finally agreed to live peacefully together in the top sewing machine drawer! Miracles will never cease!
We are gearing up for the wedding plans. Several wedding planning books jumped off the shelf at Barnes and Nobles bookstore to come home with me. I've decided that if you read them, you quickly decide that to send money for the Bride and Groom to elope sounds like the best option overall! However, since I am the mother of the Bride, I will try to suck it up, and muddle through my drugged conscience and plan this wedding.
We all really enjoyed talking to the Groom, otherwise, known as Russell these last few days. The little girls even made up big brother rules for him. They are now anxiously waiting to see if he remembers them.
This next week will bring some confusion as I haven't quite decided how I will run two dance studios from Utah while planning a wedding... has anyone got a clue? Dad got me a hotel room, I think he doesn't think I will be getting much sleep, but may need a quite place to have my nervous breakdown! I am not good at nervous breakdowns when Dad isn't with me...where will I get a hug?
This week I think I will try to tackle some of the ironing piled up in the rocking chair. Maybe that chair needs a break, it has been holding quite a load for months now. I am testing the theories of balance and tower building...however, my tower gets much narrower at the top, and then has patches of wideness and narrowness all the way down to the bottom. Did you know that 3 of Dad's white shirts equal the same amount of space as two of my skirts? If you pull out a piece in the middle REALLY fast, you can get it without toppling the entire tower. How interesting is that? And those Christmas blouses with the snowmen on them...my goodness they can set up a ruckus when it starts to heat up outside. They were murmuring something about puddles and melting and possible floods the other day as I was walking by the rocking chair! At the first sign of moisture, I'm putting a bucket under that chair! Does anyone know how to get in touch with Noah? I may need his ark! I may need someone with turkey catching experience to get the tablecloth for Thanksgiving under control. Those turkeys already said they won't go on an ark...something about smelly rhinos. And Britni's pandas refuse to be around Cooper's Lucky Dogs. Now see why I need the ark, I think it has separate bedrooms right? Maybe I will just put Shyla's pachyderms in charge!! (I know, I'm good!) You will be able to find Dad and I on the lifeboat floating at a leisurely pace behind all the confusion and the kids. Britni better remember to bring the bamboo, or her Panda's will be quite unruly. Caleb and Holly will be in charge of Christmas, since Holly is always in season. Russ and Shyla will be in charge of the charging pachyderms, and Cooper and Cymbre can provide the entertainment. Dad and I will be out of touch! We will be eating cheese and crackers, and almonds for Dad cholesterol., and blissfully floating along. What a life! Better remember the sunscreen for Dad's bald spot!
And who really knows what lives at the bottom of the ironing pile? Has anyone seen the bottom of the pile in forever? It could be something really interesting like last year's Easter tablecloth, or maybe Mom's blouse I thought was lost, or Dad's worn out white shirt...you know the one without all the buttons. I could have a heart attack if I get to the bottom. Who would want to use a rocking chair for rocking? Isn't it better for holding ironing? If I get to the bottom and there is a family of lizards living there, I promise I will never do the ironing again! Lizards seem to love to live in stuff inside our house.
Well, enough of this foolishness for tonight...must get some things organized for my shopping trip tomorrow. First on the list is Groom stuff for our project. Then on to the grocery store to replenish my supply of expired eggs. Then to Walmart for some stuff, and then lunch before I pick up the CoopDog from school. Then homework, and meet Cymbre at the bus, and then the dance studio thing. Oh joy! We get to label the competition ribbons for each dance.
You kids who are reading this and laughing, I'm glad I could provide you with some entertainment. Remember what you heard at Conference today, and make sure you are standing on the Lord"s side of the line. Your parents expect nothing less of you. Also remember that we all love you very much, yes, each and every one of you. So does your Heavenly Father. Remember to talk to Him today.
Love,
Mom
We have enjoyed listening to the General Conference, and especially the talks given by the Prophet. He still has his sense of humor even though he is very old.
Around the old homestead (yes, we have homestead papers on file) things have been rollin' along but not quite as usual. Ya'll come see us soon!
Saturday we took the little tappers in our family to the Dance Competition. Another all day experience, but a good one for Cooper. Her ensemble girls decided that because Cooper doesn't dance on Sunday, they would all come and dance adjunicated on Saturday. That meant they all had to come in at a special time, and dance only for category awards. They could not compete for the overall awards. However, it was nice for Cooper that they supported her in that manner. They took home a platinum, so I guess Heavenly Father supported her too. Cooper also was the understudy for her friend who broke her foot. She learned the dance in 8 minutes at one rehearsal, and then competed on Saturday. As we sat there watching her, Dad said, "That kid needs to quit school and just dance!" She has unbelieveable talent in dance. What a blessing she is to the family.
Cymbre on the other hand did not get to dance any of her dances this time. Oh well, she played with her friends and watched Cooper. Hopefully everything for her won't be on Sunday the next competition.
Today we tried to use the organization of the sewing room to create some goodies for our Bride and Groom. However, we have decided that the Groom-to-be has very big feet (Cymbre says they are like Caleb!) We managed to find everything we needed in the sewing room, and even managed to put it away with minimal trouble, so that's VERY GOOD news. All my time the last three weeks is already paying off.
Cooper and Dad made a spindle for her speech tomorrow. She has to be a princess and tell her story, so she chose Sleeping Beauty, therefore, the spindle. She is using Cymbre's Princess Aurora tiara from competition at peril of her life if she breaks or loses it!
Cymbre is starting a poetry unit at school....can't wait to read all those Rhino poems!
Cymbre and I went flower shopping on Friday.....we are planting them outside, and it was time for her to get her tomato plants in the ground. While we were there, we saw the popcorn trees we used to have in Bartlesville. We fought our way through the foliage, and found the perfect popcorn tree to come home with us. (Of course, it wouldn't fit standing up in the van!) So, we stuffed it in laying down over the back seat, with the Bald Cypress tree we also bought, and I had Cymbre sit between them on the floor and hold the buckets. Now this was VERY exciting to Cymbre because she never gets to ride in the car without her seatbelt. Oh the EXCITEMENT!
She could hardly contain her self until the first turn when the buckets tried to smash her. Then she got laughing so hard she wasn't ready for the second turn, and they tried to smash her the other direction. We finally made it home after going to the school to get Cooper. Now, everything is planted, and the backyard has all the pretty flowers I like to have to look at from the kitchen window. Dad had to vacumn out the back of the van, but we had some fun buying the trees.
Can anyone believe that we have the scrapbook room and most of the sewing room all cleaned up??? I am in constant amazement! Those fisty scissors, pins, and measuring tapes have finally agreed to live peacefully together in the top sewing machine drawer! Miracles will never cease!
We are gearing up for the wedding plans. Several wedding planning books jumped off the shelf at Barnes and Nobles bookstore to come home with me. I've decided that if you read them, you quickly decide that to send money for the Bride and Groom to elope sounds like the best option overall! However, since I am the mother of the Bride, I will try to suck it up, and muddle through my drugged conscience and plan this wedding.
We all really enjoyed talking to the Groom, otherwise, known as Russell these last few days. The little girls even made up big brother rules for him. They are now anxiously waiting to see if he remembers them.
This next week will bring some confusion as I haven't quite decided how I will run two dance studios from Utah while planning a wedding... has anyone got a clue? Dad got me a hotel room, I think he doesn't think I will be getting much sleep, but may need a quite place to have my nervous breakdown! I am not good at nervous breakdowns when Dad isn't with me...where will I get a hug?
This week I think I will try to tackle some of the ironing piled up in the rocking chair. Maybe that chair needs a break, it has been holding quite a load for months now. I am testing the theories of balance and tower building...however, my tower gets much narrower at the top, and then has patches of wideness and narrowness all the way down to the bottom. Did you know that 3 of Dad's white shirts equal the same amount of space as two of my skirts? If you pull out a piece in the middle REALLY fast, you can get it without toppling the entire tower. How interesting is that? And those Christmas blouses with the snowmen on them...my goodness they can set up a ruckus when it starts to heat up outside. They were murmuring something about puddles and melting and possible floods the other day as I was walking by the rocking chair! At the first sign of moisture, I'm putting a bucket under that chair! Does anyone know how to get in touch with Noah? I may need his ark! I may need someone with turkey catching experience to get the tablecloth for Thanksgiving under control. Those turkeys already said they won't go on an ark...something about smelly rhinos. And Britni's pandas refuse to be around Cooper's Lucky Dogs. Now see why I need the ark, I think it has separate bedrooms right? Maybe I will just put Shyla's pachyderms in charge!! (I know, I'm good!) You will be able to find Dad and I on the lifeboat floating at a leisurely pace behind all the confusion and the kids. Britni better remember to bring the bamboo, or her Panda's will be quite unruly. Caleb and Holly will be in charge of Christmas, since Holly is always in season. Russ and Shyla will be in charge of the charging pachyderms, and Cooper and Cymbre can provide the entertainment. Dad and I will be out of touch! We will be eating cheese and crackers, and almonds for Dad cholesterol., and blissfully floating along. What a life! Better remember the sunscreen for Dad's bald spot!
And who really knows what lives at the bottom of the ironing pile? Has anyone seen the bottom of the pile in forever? It could be something really interesting like last year's Easter tablecloth, or maybe Mom's blouse I thought was lost, or Dad's worn out white shirt...you know the one without all the buttons. I could have a heart attack if I get to the bottom. Who would want to use a rocking chair for rocking? Isn't it better for holding ironing? If I get to the bottom and there is a family of lizards living there, I promise I will never do the ironing again! Lizards seem to love to live in stuff inside our house.
Well, enough of this foolishness for tonight...must get some things organized for my shopping trip tomorrow. First on the list is Groom stuff for our project. Then on to the grocery store to replenish my supply of expired eggs. Then to Walmart for some stuff, and then lunch before I pick up the CoopDog from school. Then homework, and meet Cymbre at the bus, and then the dance studio thing. Oh joy! We get to label the competition ribbons for each dance.
You kids who are reading this and laughing, I'm glad I could provide you with some entertainment. Remember what you heard at Conference today, and make sure you are standing on the Lord"s side of the line. Your parents expect nothing less of you. Also remember that we all love you very much, yes, each and every one of you. So does your Heavenly Father. Remember to talk to Him today.
Love,
Mom
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