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
Thursday, September 13, 2007
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
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