Yes, I too have been tagged - by my friend Chrissey. I saw it yesterday and have been putting it off, so here goes....
The RULES
Link to the person that tagged you and post the rules on your blog. Share 5 random and/or weird facts about yourself on your blog. or Share the 5 top places on your “want to see or want to see again” list. or Share 5 things you never pictured being in your future when your were 25 years old. Tag a minimum of 5, maximum of 10 random people at the end of your post and include links to their blogs. Let each person know that they have been tagged by leaving a comment on their blog. The tagees have a choice of which they want to do.
5 things I never pictured being in my future when I was 25 years old:
1) LOVING having a little boy (I only wanted girls.)
2) Being a regular at the YMCA (What's a band geek doing in there????)
3) Blogging (Blog? What's a blog?)
4) That my house would still be messy once I quit working and stayed home all the time. I honestly had some fantasy about hot meals on the table every night when Mike got home. Crazy.
5) That I would know the names of all of the Monster Jam monster trucks, some of the drivers, and would actually be looking forward to going to the show at the Ford Center next month. Not to mention I even tried to talk my husband into taking the whole family to Las Vegas in March for the World Finals. What? (See #1 - I'm sure they're related.)
Alright. Did it. Now I'm tagging Juli Beth, Jana Kay, Kelli, Mary and Michelle.
Wednesday, January 30, 2008
Saturday, January 26, 2008
M - Saturday Pancake Proliferation
Much to my wife's chagrin, I like an occasional food experiment in the kitchen. Not that I enter the 'business-side' of the kitchen very often. It's not really that productive unless I'm making breakfast for myself while everyone else sleeps.
Since I usually eat between 5:15 and 5:45, any breakfast consumed with the family on weekends is really more of a 'brunch' of sorts around 10.
Following you will see pictures from our Bisquick pancake experiment. When mixing ingredients, it was just too tempting to have the Nestle Quik Strawberry mix so close at hand without using it. Strawberry pancakes sounded kinda tasty so we figured a little strawberry mix would really hit the spot. We eyeballed just enough of the powdery goodness to make our overall mix take on a pinkish hue.
Our first pancakes turned out great.
Not content with the boring round pancake, we put the batter in a ziploc bag and cut about 1/4-inch out of one corner. This allowed us to make some shapes in the pan. Letters are easiest.
Animals are fun but seldom recognizable if, like me, you have the artistic talent of a cement block.
Noah dubbed this a chicken although I was going for more of a bovine look.
Since I usually eat between 5:15 and 5:45, any breakfast consumed with the family on weekends is really more of a 'brunch' of sorts around 10.
Following you will see pictures from our Bisquick pancake experiment. When mixing ingredients, it was just too tempting to have the Nestle Quik Strawberry mix so close at hand without using it. Strawberry pancakes sounded kinda tasty so we figured a little strawberry mix would really hit the spot. We eyeballed just enough of the powdery goodness to make our overall mix take on a pinkish hue.
Our first pancakes turned out great.
Not content with the boring round pancake, we put the batter in a ziploc bag and cut about 1/4-inch out of one corner. This allowed us to make some shapes in the pan. Letters are easiest.
Animals are fun but seldom recognizable if, like me, you have the artistic talent of a cement block.
Noah dubbed this a chicken although I was going for more of a bovine look.
One final word of warning, exercise extreme caution with the flip lest you decapitate your hapless creation.
Wednesday, January 23, 2008
D - A chip off the old (sarcastic) block
Today as I was waiting in line to drop Noah off at school, I picked up a magazine that Katie had taken from church the other night. You know - one of those freebies with pretty much nothing but ads from local places wanting you to spend your kid-oriented money there.
Anyhow, she saw me looking at it and decided she needed to have it. I told her just a minute that I wanted to look at it really quickly. She kept hounding me, and I was trying to appease her with little comments like "Oh.......Mmmmm, Hmmmmm........ In a minute........... I'm hurrying......" and on and on.
It wasn't really working and she was losing patience with me about the time that she saw an ad for Pump It Up and told me to look at it. I acted like I was looking for it (I know, bad mommy), but kept on reading my article. She was getting increasingly upset with me as she kept trying to describe where it was with me still being annoying by saying, "I'm looking......where is it?" I guess she finally had enough because she let me have it - a line her smart-allecky mom knows all too well - "It's right in front of your face!!!"
I know that I'm the one who created this monster, but she really does scare me.
Anyhow, she saw me looking at it and decided she needed to have it. I told her just a minute that I wanted to look at it really quickly. She kept hounding me, and I was trying to appease her with little comments like "Oh.......Mmmmm, Hmmmmm........ In a minute........... I'm hurrying......" and on and on.
It wasn't really working and she was losing patience with me about the time that she saw an ad for Pump It Up and told me to look at it. I acted like I was looking for it (I know, bad mommy), but kept on reading my article. She was getting increasingly upset with me as she kept trying to describe where it was with me still being annoying by saying, "I'm looking......where is it?" I guess she finally had enough because she let me have it - a line her smart-allecky mom knows all too well - "It's right in front of your face!!!"
I know that I'm the one who created this monster, but she really does scare me.
Thursday, January 17, 2008
M - Imagine There's No Color (please vote)
If anyone is so inclined, would you mind browsing on over to THIS SITE and picking your favorite five or ten pictures? I would REALLY APPRECIATE YOUR INPUT. There are really too many pictures on there but I had a hard enough time paring down this much. Each picture is special to me for reasons other than photographic appeal. If you simply look at the picture number on the right side of the screen (should be something like 22 of 107) and post or send that to me, that's all I need. There is no theme so just pick what you like (hopefully at least 5 pictures but less than 10).
Here is the site again:
http://picasaweb.google.com/sgtboz1/ImagineThereSNoColor
Actually, I'm trying to figure out which ones to enter into a local photography contest. There is no actual prize other than the overwhelming satisfaction of knowing you had a picture better than about 3 other people who cared to enter the contest!
You can enter your choices in the comment section or email me directly. I believe the only people who really read this blog probably already have my email.
Thanks very much. I will post the results of the voting within a week from today.
Here is the site again:
http://picasaweb.google.com/sgtboz1/ImagineThereSNoColor
Actually, I'm trying to figure out which ones to enter into a local photography contest. There is no actual prize other than the overwhelming satisfaction of knowing you had a picture better than about 3 other people who cared to enter the contest!
You can enter your choices in the comment section or email me directly. I believe the only people who really read this blog probably already have my email.
Thanks very much. I will post the results of the voting within a week from today.
D - So Apparently.....
If one should declare one's spouse to BE a photographer, apparently one should choose a photo in which said photographer does not feel the background is overexposed. Oops.
Wednesday, January 16, 2008
Tuesday, January 15, 2008
D - Ode to Conjunctivitis
Pink eye,
Stink eye.
Yuck to blink eye.
Goopy eye.
Matted eye.
Why? Why I?
Bad, you say? How about a haiku?
I like pink, I do.
But not in my eyes like this.
No makeup is bad.
So, technically a haiku is supposed to be "a type of Japanese poetry which presents a clear perception or picture of nature." But at least I got the correct number of lines and syllables.
Stink eye.
Yuck to blink eye.
Goopy eye.
Matted eye.
Why? Why I?
Bad, you say? How about a haiku?
I like pink, I do.
But not in my eyes like this.
No makeup is bad.
So, technically a haiku is supposed to be "a type of Japanese poetry which presents a clear perception or picture of nature." But at least I got the correct number of lines and syllables.
Sunday, January 13, 2008
D - What's that flashing?
One of the many, many things that Noah likes because his dad likes it is taking pictures. Last year we bought him one of those Fisher Price Kid Tough digital cameras thinking he would just love it. And he did......for a while. It wasn't long, however, before he decided that he had mastered that toy and was ready for his own REAL digital camera.
Step in Granny. Tonight Mike's mom let Noah borrow her camera (with Mike assuring her it would never make it back to her in working condition). He has been so excited and is taking pictures of everything he sees. He just came in to my room to tell me that he's going to be taking some pictures in the morning, so if I see a strange flashing I shouldn't worry about it.
Thanks for the warning, son. I fully expect to be awoken tomorrow with a camera and a toothless grin right in my face.
Step in Granny. Tonight Mike's mom let Noah borrow her camera (with Mike assuring her it would never make it back to her in working condition). He has been so excited and is taking pictures of everything he sees. He just came in to my room to tell me that he's going to be taking some pictures in the morning, so if I see a strange flashing I shouldn't worry about it.
Thanks for the warning, son. I fully expect to be awoken tomorrow with a camera and a toothless grin right in my face.
Thursday, January 10, 2008
M - Happy 90th Birthday Gpa Emmitt!
Dana, Noah, Katie and I made a quick trip to McAlester on Tuesday night to surprise Grandpa Emmitt and Grandma Mary with a personal birthday greeting. After all, 9 Jan 08 was Grandpa Emmitt's 90th birthday and we felt such a milestone warranted a personal surprise greeting from four among hundreds of other folks that thinks he is pretty GREAT fella!
I called grandpa as we left OKC to ensure they would actually be around and that they didn't otherwise have a HOT date that night. Of course I didn't tell him we were already on the way. I just fibbed (a little) and said I wanted to call him a day early in case I forgot to call him on his actual birthday. During that call I nonchalantly asked him what they had going on that evening.
Indeed he was very busy...crackin' pecans and such. For those that know, this ain't a normal kinda busy. But we decided to head on down and interrupt their evening nonetheless.
When we arrived at their house we sent Noah and Katie to the door to make the first greeting. My video stinks but here it is anyway. All the family will appreciate the "Get in here...Get in here!" Did our surprise succeed? You be it did!
They had already had supper (which is a risk you run when you're the surprisin' sort that we
planned to be) so we ordered pizza and just a great time hanging out in that comfy living room that is so full of love and acceptance. All you kids, grand-kids, and great-grands and so on know that feeling I'm talking about.
The kids and Dana helped grandma Mary with some kind of quilting board game (yeah, I don't have a clue) by tearing all the little game pieces apart and storing them in individual baggies. Afterwards, grandma Mary happily let Noah show off his reading skills and joined in on the fun herself. My lovely bride tried her hardest to capture the fun with my camera (I just happened to have fallen asleep by this point in the evening) and, while it's a little blurry, you can appreciate the fun that was being had by that trio.
The next morning we loaded up the mini-van and took grandma and grandpa to breakfast at Marylin's.
Marylin's a fine little
greasy spoon cafe that is typical of that which is quite hard to find these days in the bigger cities. The cash register is about 10feet past the front door, there's barely enough room for two rows of about 7 tables each and the back wall is lined with a right-fine collection of old guns that may still see a little action occasionally during the appropriate hunting season. In fact, I wouldn't be surprised if the wait staff knew which one was loaded just in case someone tried to walk out of their with the cash register! Most importantly, boy does that 'chef' make a great breakfast! You gotta love a place where you get a real sausage patty and "over easy" means ALL the yolk is runny and not just most of it. This is a take-a-few-years-off-your-life kind of greasy and we LOVED it.
During breakfast Noah was SO excited to present his birthday card to grandpa. Since he just couldn't wait, Dana told handed the card to him so he could give it to grandpa. Grandpa and grandma just loved it and grandpa laughed so hard he had tears in his eyes.
Then of course he had to pick up the phone and tell folks about it!!
In case you were wondering about Noah's card, his innocence makes it all the funnier but here it is for you. He explains that it was the only one with fish on it so obviously it was the only one he could buy for grandpa. You'll have to click on the image for a larger view to read the message.
Cover:
Inside:
I called grandpa as we left OKC to ensure they would actually be around and that they didn't otherwise have a HOT date that night. Of course I didn't tell him we were already on the way. I just fibbed (a little) and said I wanted to call him a day early in case I forgot to call him on his actual birthday. During that call I nonchalantly asked him what they had going on that evening.
Indeed he was very busy...crackin' pecans and such. For those that know, this ain't a normal kinda busy. But we decided to head on down and interrupt their evening nonetheless.
When we arrived at their house we sent Noah and Katie to the door to make the first greeting. My video stinks but here it is anyway. All the family will appreciate the "Get in here...Get in here!" Did our surprise succeed? You be it did!
They had already had supper (which is a risk you run when you're the surprisin' sort that we
planned to be) so we ordered pizza and just a great time hanging out in that comfy living room that is so full of love and acceptance. All you kids, grand-kids, and great-grands and so on know that feeling I'm talking about.
The kids and Dana helped grandma Mary with some kind of quilting board game (yeah, I don't have a clue) by tearing all the little game pieces apart and storing them in individual baggies. Afterwards, grandma Mary happily let Noah show off his reading skills and joined in on the fun herself. My lovely bride tried her hardest to capture the fun with my camera (I just happened to have fallen asleep by this point in the evening) and, while it's a little blurry, you can appreciate the fun that was being had by that trio.The next morning we loaded up the mini-van and took grandma and grandpa to breakfast at Marylin's.
Marylin's a fine little
greasy spoon cafe that is typical of that which is quite hard to find these days in the bigger cities. The cash register is about 10feet past the front door, there's barely enough room for two rows of about 7 tables each and the back wall is lined with a right-fine collection of old guns that may still see a little action occasionally during the appropriate hunting season. In fact, I wouldn't be surprised if the wait staff knew which one was loaded just in case someone tried to walk out of their with the cash register! Most importantly, boy does that 'chef' make a great breakfast! You gotta love a place where you get a real sausage patty and "over easy" means ALL the yolk is runny and not just most of it. This is a take-a-few-years-off-your-life kind of greasy and we LOVED it.During breakfast Noah was SO excited to present his birthday card to grandpa. Since he just couldn't wait, Dana told handed the card to him so he could give it to grandpa. Grandpa and grandma just loved it and grandpa laughed so hard he had tears in his eyes.
Then of course he had to pick up the phone and tell folks about it!!
In case you were wondering about Noah's card, his innocence makes it all the funnier but here it is for you. He explains that it was the only one with fish on it so obviously it was the only one he could buy for grandpa. You'll have to click on the image for a larger view to read the message.
Cover:
Inside:
Thursday, January 3, 2008
M - In the interest of cleaning & playing
Noah, Katie and I made this stop motion movie tonight. Fortunately for me, my main job was pressing the shutter button. Watch the movie when you get a chance.
We also took these spinnin' pics tonight. This activity had nothing to do with cleaning anythng. The only accomplishment of note was that it made me dizzy and sick.
D - Is your house a pit?
Because mine is! I have discovered a cycle. I'm noticing it as that this year because I KNOW for a fact that my New Year's resolution last year was to get myself organized. I did that because my house looked then just like it does right now. Ugh.
I've figured it out though. Because I am not one of those people who make it a point to have all my shopping done by Thanksgiving, I neglect my house for the entire month of December. Don't get me wrong, I don't plan on changing. I just can't get into the Christmas spirit prior to the day after Thanksgiving. Anything I purchase before then, I wind up giving early because it just doesn't feel like a Christmas present. But, because of the month of neglect my house feels during December, it is very painful to then bring in the ton of new items and try to find homes for them all. Ugh again.
Last year to help me solve this problem, I joined Flylady. It really helped. I am no longer on her email list, but she definitely made a difference in how I do things. I'm not panicking about my disastrous home this year, because I know that it will be clean before long since I'm working on it a little at a time. However, I do request no visitors in my home until February!
I've figured it out though. Because I am not one of those people who make it a point to have all my shopping done by Thanksgiving, I neglect my house for the entire month of December. Don't get me wrong, I don't plan on changing. I just can't get into the Christmas spirit prior to the day after Thanksgiving. Anything I purchase before then, I wind up giving early because it just doesn't feel like a Christmas present. But, because of the month of neglect my house feels during December, it is very painful to then bring in the ton of new items and try to find homes for them all. Ugh again.
Last year to help me solve this problem, I joined Flylady. It really helped. I am no longer on her email list, but she definitely made a difference in how I do things. I'm not panicking about my disastrous home this year, because I know that it will be clean before long since I'm working on it a little at a time. However, I do request no visitors in my home until February!
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