Tuesday, June 2, 2009

Personal Trainer


Really, it's so nice to have our own live-in personal trainer. And he specializes in such a wide variety of disciplines, from strength training...


to pilates...

to spinning...

and yoga.

You would think I would be in much better shape than I am.

Monday, June 1, 2009

Compost Cantaloupes


Yeah, we haven't been super religious about turning the compost pile. Several weeks ago, DH noticed something sprouting out there and asked if I wanted to let it go or if he should turn it. I suggested he turn it. Not surprisingly it never happened. Fast-forward a month later and we have some pretty impressive cantaloupe vines going on.

I'm actually kind of excited. I have read article upon article about growing your own garden and we always had one when I was growing up. But I had convinced myself that I just don't have time to fight off the gazillion bunnies that inhabit our backyard AND tend a garden. But hey! If I can just pitch my gloppy cantaloupe seeds out the back door and have a full-blown cantaloupe patch in a couple of months, maybe I AM cut out to grow a tomato plant or sprout a bean in a Styrofoam cup.

Tuesday, May 26, 2009

Budget campaign


So we were driving to my inlaws' place last weekend. We exited off the highway and I happened to glance out my window as we were waiting for the light to change and saw a garage sale sign. No wait. That's a CAMPAIGN sign! And being the good little blogger that I am, I whipped out my point-and-shoot and got a picture.

The blogger in me thought, "Oh, boy. This is just too easy." Then the artiste in me thought, "Come on. If you are going to have your 6th-grader make your campaign signs, at least get them some stencils." But that might have been a bit uncharitable of me. You know, hard economic times and all. In this day and age I suppose campaigning on a shoe-string could be endearing.

I'm not sure what statement Suzette is trying to make with that sign, but bless her little pea-pickin' heart, I hope to goodness she wins whatever she's running for.

And don't even bother emailing me to ask where this was. In case you weren't around for the last major elections we had, politics can get kinda nasty and I don't want to be accused of being a plumber (which I'm not) or having a temper (which I don’t for three weeks out of the month) or being too elite (OK, you caught me. I'm totally elite). I'm not one to throw mud. I’ll just stick to specializing in snarky blog posts.

Friday, May 22, 2009



Peanut (1974 ~ May 2009)

Peanut was a special horse. He was as gentle as a breeze and loved kids. He never snatched a carrot from a child's hand. He always took it gently and with such great care so as not to accidentally nip them or scare them. He was a gentle old soul and we will miss him dearly.

Munchkin's last ride with Peanut on April 20th of this year.

Wednesday, May 13, 2009



So back a year and half ago Munchkin was driving me BANANAS with his inability to entertain himself for even 13 seconds. On someone else's advice (sorry, can't remember who you were, but Cruise bless you) I stalked Craigslist for a few weeks looking for the obligatory train table with some track and trains. Most of the entries looked something like this:

Train table with Thomas the Tank Engine trains. Trains include regular Thomas, Birthday Thomas, 2 Percys, Toby, Edward and coal tender, 2 Jameses with coal tenders, Emily and coal tender, Molly, Rosey, Sodor Chicken Cars, Sodor dairy cars, Cranky the Crane, the Breakdown Train, Aquarium Cars, Giggling Troublesome Trucks, Musical Caboose, Annie & Clarabelle, Express coaches, Hector, Diesel 10, Hank and coal tender, Might Mack, Tidmouth Sheds roundhouse, Quarry Mine Tunnel.....and on and on and on.

I remember reading all that thinking, "Good GRIEF, people!"

So a listing for the perfect train table appeared one day for $100 and included about 80 miles of track and a handful of trains. I called the woman, told her I would Paypal her the $100 and kiss her on the mouth if she would promise not to sell it to anyone until I got there. She agreed.

We got it home that night and Munchkin went into a train-induced trance that he has yet to come out of it. Best damn $100 I've EVER spent, hands down.

Here is where the irony comes in. That night while DH and I were settling in, I announced, "We are NOT going to go crazy and buy every Thomas train available. That is just RIDICULOUS. I mean, NO child needs all those trains. We can get him Thomas and MAYBE Percy for his birthday, but we are NOT getting any more than that. He will be perfectly fine with a couple of trains and he can pretend he has the rest. I mean it's SOOOO much better for his imagination and will teach him to appreciate what he has and blah blah blah blah." I think I also said something about national security and the downfall of society, etc. Oh, I wish you could have HEARD the sanctimonious tone with which I proclaimed all of that.

May 13, 2009 - 53 trains and counting.

So much for single-handedly halting the downfall of society.

Saturday, May 2, 2009

Morning person


For reasons which DH and I have not yet figured out, Munchkin is a morning person. He wakes up, not just raring to go, but in full hockey gear. Yeah, there's nothing like a hockey game first thing in the morning. Luckily, DH usually gets up with him and is playing hockey all bleary-eyed, in his boxers with a cup of coffee in his hand when I come out to make breakfast. Better him than me. At 7am, I'd much rather be making breakfast than playing hockey.

Monday, April 27, 2009



He's standing there waiting for the first time he gets to go on the ice. He knows that if he is going to be a "big hockey pwayer just wike Daddy" that he must first learn how to ice skate...and he can hardly wait--to be just like Daddy, that is.

Friday, April 24, 2009

Smart Alec

smart alec

This smart alec is my 3 year old showing his best impression of Mommy doing yoga. Thing is, it's much easier for him to do "three legged dog" than it is for me. In fact, it's easier for him to do pretty much any yoga posture.

Case in point, I was struggling one day practicing "half moon pose" after having trouble with it in class. For those who don't know what "half moon pose" is, here is a nice little picture...

He just went from "down dog" and threw his leg and hand up in the air and said, "Is this how you do it, Mommy? Wook, Mommy. Is THIS how you do it?" About that time I got a violent cramp in my ass and fell down on the mat. DH, being the loving husband that he is, stood there and laughed at me. I picked up my mat and went away.

And for anyone who is curious as to where the term "Smart Alec" came from, you can check Wikipedia for the answer. It's a rather interesting story. In fact, I'm thinking it would make a great opera.

Oh, and in other news, there is currently a Flashcard Zoo Give-Away and review being hosted over at Mama Snow's. Head on over to enter and read the review!

Tuesday, April 21, 2009

Self Portrait ~ I Heart Faces

This week's theme at I Heart Faces is "Self Portrait" and the rule is that you have to be holding the camera. So last weekend when I was at my IL's I went for a walk in their woods. It was lovely. Not hard at all to smile and be creative. I decided that I didn't want to just look into the camera and smile. In fact, I tried to find all the different ways I could be interesting while NOT looking into the camera. I think this was my favorite. I was really trying to get my face AND some of the lovely background. I think I succeeded in doing both.


Be sure and head over to I Heart Faces and check out all the other entries!

Sunday, April 19, 2009



The only time we have candy in this house is at Valentines, Easter and Halloween. Sure, we're healthy eaters. We do the natural and organic thing. I'm all about low and no sugar consumption, blah, blah, blah. But the REAL reason we don't have candy in the house is because I am not satisfied until every last bit of it is gone.

So Munchkin brings home his Easter bucket (because they have buckets nowadays and not baskets) and it's full of jelly beans and chocolate. OK? And we're not talking about the drugstore jelly beans where the green jelly beans are lime and the orange ones are orange. These were the creme-de-le-creme of jelly beans. The green ones are sour apple...and the orange ones are PEACH! PEACH, I tell you. And Hershey's chocolate bars? Why couldn't they at least be Nestle? I can't walk past a Hershey's chocolate bar without breaking into a sweat. And who ever the evil person is that invented the chocolate covered marshmallow Easter egg is going to burn in about 7 different Hells if I have anything to say about it.

I almost wish Munchkin were the kind of child to just sit down and eat it all in one sitting. At least it would be gone. No, he wants to have 2 jelly beans after dinner or one square of his Hershey's chocolate bar a day. Did you SEE how many jelly beans are in that bucket? He'll still be nibbling them in a month of Sundays.

Well, actually he won't because everytime I walk past that damn bucket I grab two jelly beans of the same color. So I predict it will be just like his Halloween candy. At the end of next week he'll ask for his two jelly beans after dinner and I'll have to report that the jelly beans are all gone. "What?" he'll say. "Where did they all go?"....

Thursday, April 16, 2009



This is a picture of where my husband was standing when he finished his beer last night. Sometimes it's on the kitchen counter. Sometimes it's on the carpet next to the ottoman chair. Last night he happened to be standing next to the bar. Oddly enough, he never seems to be standing next to the recycling bin when he finishes his beer.

Monday, April 13, 2009



I bought my first pair of completely impracticle shoes on Saturday. Well, I ASSUME that most people would consider a pair of bubblegum pink patent leather sandals impracticle.

It makes me kind of not sleep well. It just goes against fiber of my being. I mean, here I am purchasing a pair of shoes that I only have ONE article of clothing to match.


That's total insanity for me. But damn do those shoes ever look cute with that sweater. I don't know, maybe I can justify it by the fact that I still have not purchased a new bra.

Thursday, April 9, 2009



Last week I was at my inlaw's and they had an old box with a ribbon wrapped around it sitting on the table. It was a box of Grandmother's love letters from Pop. Grandmother and Pop are my DH's grandparents. Grandmother passed away last April 10th and left her old trunk to my FIL.

In that trunk, she had saved every single letter Pop wrote her while he was serving during WWII. She didn't just have the one box of letters. I was told there were many more where that box came from. I read a couple of letters and felt a bit like a voyeur, but I also know Grandmother was proud of those letters and loved for people to read them. Pop doted on her unmercifully and I think she loved that people knew it.

I never got to meet Pop. He passed away a few years before I met DH. Dh speaks of him as if he were bigger than life. I wish like anything I could have known him.

His penmanship was exquisite and his words dripped with admiration for her and with anguish at being away from her. They wrote and recieved letters from eachother almost on a daily basis. There was no email. He was about to be deployed and was very heavy hearted. He mentioned in each letter that he hoped he had many more to write and that he was living for the day he could see her again. That was June 6, 1941.

October 5, 2002 doting on DH at our wedding
grady and gmother

August 10, 2005, her first visit with Munchkin.
gmother and z

We miss her.

Monday, April 6, 2009

My Friend & I!

For those who are regulars on this blog, I am breaking "flashcard protocal" today. I am entering a picture in the weekly I Heart Faces photo competition. If you love photography or just like looking at pretty pictures of people, click on the button above for a lovely feast for the eyes.

The category this week is "My Friend & I". When I heard about this week's category I immediately had a picture in mind. It's one of my all-time faves. It's part of a triptych that I call "First Kiss". That is my handsome little munchkin and his girlfriend after a romantic morning of face painting, pumpkins and the petting zoo. Does it get any more romantic than that?


And it just so happens that the little darling kissing my boy is the daughter of my dear friend and fantastic photographer, Karen Schneider. And if you think my son is pretty and are certain that his parents must be too, you would be RIGHT! You can click over to Karen's blog and view her entry in the adult category to confirm it! She has entered a photo that she took of my best friend and me. It's yummy! I promise!

The First Kiss triptych

Because I couldn't resist.