Monday, November 29, 2010

Dear Church Moments

Yesterday one of the funniest Sacrament Meetings moments happened. W got up to give his testimony, on his way he gave me the very pointed see-I'm-going-up-there-before-you look, which I love and cherish, especially after he had taken two steps and T shouted at the top of his lungs, "I have to go BATHROOM!"
Moment over. Maybe next time, dear.

Yes, I know W is a sweetie for taking T with him to bear his testimony. We had a good chuckle about it later.

Sunday, November 28, 2010

Paging Type A Personality

I used to think I was a healthy balance between the type A personality and the type B personality, but recently my type B has been really overbearing and my type A personality has gone into hiding.  I sent type B out to find type A, but Type B just sat at the computer and watched a season's worth of some random television show. [Thanks a lot Type B].

It's not that type B doesn't have a spot in my heart, it is just spread out across the entire thing lately insomuch that my type A is huddled in a corner in a fetal position rocking back forth repeating, "It's going to be okay. It's going to be okay." 

Yeesh.  Sometimes I would like to tell my type B to take a hike, but it just sits on the couch eating a cupcake or five.  I tell her scoot or else and she looks at my face and just bursts out laughing in a mocking tone.

Com'mon type B, give a girl a break.  I don't mind you visiting, but this residence is driving me slightly insane.

It is time I turned from a sit back and watch the flowers grow person to a doggedly determined person that allows nothing to stand in her way--least of all a cluttered house.   My kids will have piano lessons. My house will be clutter-free.  I will fix meals that are tasty, daily.  I will have a consistent schedule with the kids.  I will throw away that annoying hula hoop I heard go by my door when my kids are supposed to be asleep.

There you go Type A--have a gallon of "five hour energy."  We'll get through this and usher type B to her vacation resort somewhere in the Caribbean.  We can do this dearie.  Don't worry.  Here, here is a wheat grass smoothie. Yum. We're so [gag] healthy.   This will be great. I am in charge here. I can do this. I can do this.

Please tell me I am not the only one that feels like this some of the time.

Tuesday, November 23, 2010

T's decision on potty training

T and I have been talking extensively about potty training.

Today for example, he was wearing his diaper and I said, "You know T, you really should use the toilet instead of a diaper."

He looked at me and said, "But it is so bo-ing {boring}."

I got him several new pairs of exciting underwear just for his learning experience. I said very enthusiastically, "T how about some of this fun underwear."

He said firmly, "No. Diaper."

Oh dear. It looks like I have my work cut out for me. Suggestions anyone?

W got hit by a car

Before you call us in an absolute panic, know that he didn't get hurt more than a few little bruises and stiff muscles.

What happened was that he was crossing the road in front of our house on his roller blades and the car came (though W thought his light was green)and hit W, but like the time he got hit in UT he had the foresight to push himself up off the car, then he rolled off the side.

He told the driver not to worry about it because he was fine.

Personally I think that he has a lot of guardian angels watching over him! I am so dearly thankful that he was not hurt. I love W very very much!

Don't forget, look both ways before crossing the street.

Friday, November 12, 2010

A Cold

What is it about the common cold that makes one feel so uncommonly ill and crotchety?
It's not just about a few aches and pains it shows plainly on the blotched faces of one sniffling eventually blowing into a tissue for momentary relief.

Maybe it is that scratchy cough that happens whenever . . . you breathe. You know, that one that keeps your spouse awake and comes at just the proper moment to wake up your kids the moment before they delve off into deep sleep?

Maybe it is the hot flashes and chills that come as cry-less tears fill your eyes. Or the fact that one cannot become comfortable in one's bed because of the stuffy nose that refuses to be blown and cuts off the breath one attempts to take forcing one to open ones mouth and enter the risk of snoring.

Perhaps it is the sore throat and halitosis thereby accompanying it, causing one to squint in pain as one sips a beverage or swallows a bit of food.

Perhaps it is the circumstantial guilt that slides into place with things like, "Perhaps I should have washed my hands better?"  "It's because I ate out that one night, isn't it."  "I knew I shouldn't have eaten that m&m off the floor even though it was only there for five seconds."  "I know that lady sneezed on me on purpose--I'd never do that--achooooo. Beg your pardon [excuse-ious face]."

Could it be just the over all uncomfortability of the whole nasty business?

Be what it may, it undoubtedly makes one happy for the times one does not have a cold and makes one long for those cold-less times to return instantaneously. 

Okay, thanks for reading.  Colds just make me . . . sick. It's not pleasant, but we're all on the mend.

Tuesday, November 9, 2010

Plymouth Part 2

 Plymouth is a beautiful place.  It is drenched with history both sad and happy.  We saw a beautiful rainbow over the cape.  We saw the Mayflower, but we did not go on it (I went on two years ago).  We saw my ancestor's grave site. 

It was glorious to take a few days to soak in the beauties. Thank you dearly, Mom and Dad! Love you!

Wednesday, November 3, 2010

Gillette Castle

Gillette Castle was a very interesting place.  The guy that built it made a cool 1900's $3 Million playing Sherlock Holmes.  He added several nick-knacks that were of course essential--rock awnings with rock teeth hanging off them, fake door handles, and as a bit of frosting on the cake he added in his will that his house should not be sold to a "blithering sap-head."

It was so much fun, sadly I left my favorite camera at home and had to use my fall-back camera phone.  

The leaves were glorious and golden.  The children were running all over the place. The air was very crisp and glorious. The leaves were flying off the trees and rushing above and across the parking lot.