30th Mar2009

Life Lesson: Throw things

by The Boss
This video made me think of my grandmother. She passed away a few weeks ago, and I have missed her so much.
Years ago, her and my grandfather were in the kitchen eating ice cream. My grandmother started explaining to him that she was getting a piano for her music room. My grandfather did not like that idea, and apparently had no idea that a music room just wasn’t complete without a piano.
He told her she wasn’t getting a piano for any room. She picked up her bowl of ice cream, and threw it at him. Then, she got in her car a drove around for a while. When she got home, the ice cream was cleaned up and a week or so later she had her new piano delivered into her music room.
She was very stubborn and hard headed determined.
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29th Mar2009

The Internet..full of giggles.

by The Boss

http://cache.valleywag.com/assets/resources/2007/02/gates-dreamy.jpg

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28th Mar2009

Internet Collections

by The Boss

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28th Mar2009

140 or less.

by The Boss

Sometimes, I feel like people relay too much information. Take my children for example, they always always always always tell me when they are going to the bathroom.

Living in this house is like being on Twitter. The people who live here announce every tiny minute detail of their existence, and sometimes that makes me want to hop a plane to the Caribbean and not come back for a month.

If my children we’re on Twitter…..

“@Mommy, I am eating my bread.”

“@Mommy, I am going to the bathroom.”

“@Mommy, I just saw Andrew punch Zion in the face”

“@Zoe, you’re so funny and adorable!”

“No, @Aidan! @Zoe is my sister!”

“@Andrew, waking mom up from a nap! It’s Lunch time!”

“@Zion, waiting on dad to get home from work. That means it’s supper time!”

“@Mommy, It morning time! Where’s my food?!!!!!”

“@EveryoneWhoLivesWithIn5MilesFromMyHouse I need my button”    Note: A button is Zion’s blanket.

“is tired from a long day of making Mommy think she is losing her mind.”

“Heck yes! Go Diego Go!”

“@Zion, Heck no! Don’t Diego Don’t! We’re watching Barbie Island Princess”

“missing my mom. She walked to the mailbox w/o me.”

“poopin’ my pants”

“waiting on mom to change my diaper”

“refusing to use the potty”

“the potty is for chumps”

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26th Mar2009

Keg

by The Boss

See, the thing is, I don’t really feel like blogging. I don’t really feel like doing anything that requires any sort of thought process.

Also, I don’t want to tweet on twitter. I don’t want to catch up with anyone on Facebook or Myspace. I don’t want to do anything.

Aidan brought a spelling test home this week. The first word on the test was keg. Neat.

Maybe tomorrow, I’ll make a real blog post.

::crosses fingers::

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16th Mar2009

You may vomit.

by The Boss

This morning, I was driving Aidan to school. Visibility was bad, due to the drizzling rain and my aging eyes, so at first I could not be sure of what I was seeing. I noticed a flat bed pickup truck in front of me, and that it was caring something on the back of it. Then I realized that this thing on the back of this truck had 4 legs. That’s when I realized it was a dead animal. I was a little repulsed by that, but still I tried to get closer because I was curious. I wanted to know what kind of animal it was, and I was also compelled to know what was hanging off of the animal.

This whole time, I thought I was looking at butt of the animal. Then, as my eyes focused, I realized I wasn’t looking at the animal’s butt. I was looking at the animal’s shoulders, and his HEAD was dangling off of his body. It was a horse. A dead horse with no head…well, mostly no head. I told Aidan to close her eyes, and passed the guy as fast as I could.

Then, as I passed this horse hearse, there was ANOTHER truck with TWO dead horses on the back. There were no dangling heads this time. These horses didn’t have any heads. As a matter of fact, they might have been some other animal all together. I don’t know, I am just really grossed out.

At first I thought, maybe they were sick. But why cut their heads off? Then I thought, maybe they couldn’t afford to take car of them, so they killed them. But why not sell them, and why cut their heads off? Then, it occurred to me that they might be taking them to be processed for meat. Now I just wonder where the other to heads are. AND why would they not cover these animals with a tarp or something? Why just leave them uncovered like that? Why? Why? Why?

I think I may be scarred.

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11th Mar2009

More coffee please.

by The Boss

You know what I would love? I would love to be able to write about other stuff. By other stuff, I mean politics, or fashion ( please, maintain your laughter) or anything news worthy. Instead of that, I dwell on things like children and how they’re unable to see.

I think about how Aidan can ask me where to find her red sweater, and then not see it when I tell her where it is.

“Mommy, I need my red sweater.”

“It’s hanging on the back of your closet door.”

“I can’t see it.”

“That’s because you’re standing in the kitchen. Go to your room. Open your closet door. Look on the hooks that are hanging on your closet door. Reach up. Grasp sweater with your right hand.”

“OK.” She says, in an upbeat, kind of sounds like my mother, voice. Then, she walks into her room, and who knows what happens. Maybe she thinks her closet is Zoe’s closet. Maybe she thinks I said the bathroom the closet. Maybe, she has been abducted by aliens. But whatever happens when she goes into her room, it’s nothing I told her to do.”

“Mommy, I still didn’t see it.”

I walk into her room. Open the closet door. Look on the hooks that are hanging on her closet door. Reach up. Grasp the sweater with my right hand. At this point I want to scream, because it’s 7:00am and this is 15th thing I’ve had to locate. Then she says….

“Oh! I didn’t see that there. I guess my eyes were playing tricks on me.”

Children are blind. Also, they don’t hear very well. They’re practically deaf. Sometimes I think about Helen Keller and how she really isn’t that different from every other child. The only difference is that she had a caretaker who actually figured out how to communicate with her.  Maybe next time, I will write all my instructions on the palm of Aidan’s hand.

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10th Mar2009

Similarities

by The Boss

This is just like the time I took Mia home, after having her wisdom teeth pulled.

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06th Mar2009

This is better than Ice Cream.

by The Boss

As I write this, the most amazing thing is happening around me. Zoe, the best baby ever, is sleeping soundly in her bed. This might be a good time to mention that she went to sleep yesterday around 5PM and slept ALL THROUGH THE NIGHT. She woke up once in the middle of the night, but all she did was make a noise and she was a sleep again. I LOVE HER.

Ben is getting the boys ready to go on a field trip to the tire store. They are going to be getting me some new tires because, the tread (what’s left of my tread) on my tires is just peeling off. I’m no mechanic, but I am pretty sure that’s not safe.

Then Ben asked me how long I wanted them to stay gone. I’m pretty sure Heaven has opened up and is smiling down on me. I am God’s favorite person today.

So, first I am going to take the longest shower ever. Then I have 2 options, I can clean (thumbs down) or I can start a sewing project (thumbs up.)

It doesn’t matter. Whatever I do, I will not have to answer the same question 87 times. I will not have to say, “Don’t sit on your brother’s head, he can’t breathe when you do that!” I will not have to make a 10 o’clock snack. Andrew’s hands will not be wrapped around my ankles in an attempt to get me to drag him across the floor.

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05th Mar2009

I’m the girl on the left.

by The Boss

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