Nanci's Foibles

New Year, New Me, Same 24 hours

2009-01-25T09:25:00.000-08:00

If my girls read this Blog later in life, I want to let them know that Mom's NOT a quitter!

I haven't Blog in more than a month for VERY GOOD REASON!

They will remember that I was helping my friend Kris run her restaurant, and getting paid!

They will remember that I was helping Kris during the day while they were at school, but I was always back in time to pick them up from school.

-Would Dr. Laura hate that, or what?

They would remember the intense balancing act that Prince Charming and I mastered in order to get one girl to the Junior College pool four nights a week and make sure the Freshman was at basketball practice or games on time.

They might enjoying the entries in this blog. I imagine 8th grader will ask what most of them mean.

It will make sense that there aren't daily entries...cause in the same 24 hours I've added more activities.

They won't ask why I stopped.

Less time to play.

I sure sleep better though.

I'll be back, later.

Thanks for sharing

2008-11-16T08:30:00.000-08:00

We lost a huge part of our family this summer. It's going to be a long time before any of us get over her absence.

I always thought her habit of listening to books was odd. Why not sit and relax and enjoy reading the words, turning the pages, enjoying the excitement- page after page.

She'd listen to books on tape (yes, cassette) while she cleaned the house, sewed, cooked, did yard work.

I thought it was silly, until I started listening myself.

I had to travel 95 miles from home for 10 days recently. I went to her library and was very excited to actually find books on CDs.

I been enjoying listening to books while I cook, clean and right now on the laptop.

I smile thinking of her. I smile imaging her face.

Thanks for sharing.

It's about ME, isn't it?

2008-11-05T09:06:00.000-08:00

Me! Me! Me!

I've been away from home since Oct 26 learning how to run a restaurant. I won't be done until Saturday the 8th.

I've never been away from the family for this length of time.

I miss the family very much.

Prince Charming has been (luckily) able to work from home every day- thankfully able to be close to the teens, just in case.

Friends have stepped to make sure the teens get from home to school and visa versa.

The fridge is suffering. I'd think it would be empty, but I learned early in my time away that the three of them DON'T eat at home. "There's no time to cook," Prince Charming says. It seems most of the food I stocked it with, is still there. But, the bread, eggs, peanut butter, cereal, milk and popcorn are running low... Mmmmm?

I've been home 3x during my training and I've noticed much of the same items STILL in the SAME place. Whether it's the shampoo, the mail, the dryer sheet, the pencil, the wrapper, the dirty clothes (don't get me started on the laundry!)- it's obvious the unit can't run well as a 3some.

It's the 4some that makes our world go around.

But speaking of our world, buy a Time magazine for your kids today. Historical events occurred yesterday that will change our lives.

For the good, bad or ugly, I'm not sure yet.

Weather Change, Car Change

2008-11-02T08:45:00.000-08:00

I had been driving the little car back and forth to Chico. It's the smart move cause I can fill it up with $30, I can park practically anywhere and I can almost open the back trunk from the driver's seat.

It's not; however, Wet Weather Approved.

On my way down the hill, back to Chico, on Friday night, I was lost in thought and 40 miles around a big curve was enough to spin the car in a circle and face me the opposite direction!

I didn't use profanities during my ride, I did talk to the big man upstairs, along with Prince Charming's Mom and my beloved Grandmother.

The little car was off when I had come to a stop in the opposite lane. I looked behind me (expecting to see what?) and quickly started the car. I drove over to the correct side of the road and parked. I practiced my Lamaze and realized I wasn't able to go home and get back in bed.

With an accelerated heart rate, butt cheeks tightened, fingers and hard holding tight to the wheel, I continued my journey.

'I'm OK' I repeated once I got back on the road while a huge semi passed me in the opposite direction (JUST in the nick of time!).

I worried the same about driving home. Small car, wonderful rainy and windy weather, wide open spaces on a little two lane road.

So, I close this entry with the comfort of knowing that little car shall be safe, warm and dry in the garage and I will be taking All-Wheel-Drive Big Car back to Chico.

Bring on the weather! (but make the week go by fast, OK?)

I'm tired of being away from those that matter most, that make me smile, that make me thankful, happy & loved.

Refreshed?

2008-10-31T10:17:00.001-07:00

I drove home yesterday.

It rained yesterday.

I've been away from the family since Sunday night. I wasn't sure what to expect when I walked in. I had spoke, emailed, texts, communicated with them during the week but I wasn't sure what I should expect to SEE with my own eyes.

They survived.

No broken furniture, no broken bones, no failing grades, no empty tummy's.

Only a few things were 'neglected'. Yes, Laundry. I believe it's a clear indicator that the kids have -ENOUGH- clothes.

And the mail! Stacked on 1/3 of the kitchen table about as high as a juice glass.

And the new cell phone for Big Sis is gone. Luckily, less than $70 gone, but nonetheless, GONE. Some one at her High School decided hers was better than theirs and took it. Shit.

So last night, after loving and hugging and sharing my experiences face-to-face, I finished four days of laundry (not JUST mine) and fed most of the mail to the shredder.

I'm leaving again in an hour.

I'll be back home again tomorrow evening.

Tonight I learn what the Night Crew does... on Halloween of all times, in a business until 10pm. Oh, and don't forget the famous partying college town. Who KNOWS what I'm in for tonight. Mopping for sure.

This training experience is almost done. I have to keep saying that so the 8 days go by fast.

Anyone looking for a job? After this experience, we'll be ready for hiring!

Startling Discoveries

2008-10-29T21:50:00.000-07:00

Day 3 was more eventful at the restaurant. (I still haven't slept well, but that's another blog, another day)

Anyway, 8am I found Jami to follow while she did the various processes (none of the Rocket Science) to preparing for opening at 11am.

By 9:45a we were done. Normally she came in later to do it, but her boss (the owner) thought it would be more helpful to give training 'time' so he asked her to come in early.

How much training does it take to open a can of dill pickles? I will admit that dill and butter pickles look the same in the bucket.

The morning continued nicely and the 'chores' were enough to fill the time until 2pm after the opening lunch rush.

As labor intensive as the tasks are, I need to remember that I am learning them so that I can train someone ELSE to do them at our place.

Kris continues to keep track of those office tasks that are able to be done from home (able for ME to do from home). Thank Goodness.

We left the restaurant today at 5pm. I was really tired, physically. Standing on my feet all day, moving around, bending, squatting. Really working.

I was trying to figure out where I was lacking and why I was in pain.

Yes, I've never had a job on my feet for more than the distance to and from the bathroom or the other desk I had to visit.

I have not worked in food service other than a small drive in. I walked from the back door to the front counter- rarely anywhere else.

But what I did realize, after we got back to the hotel and removed our shoes...

I am NOT used to have SHOES on my feet for so long. My shoes of choice are Teva's or nothing.

No clogs, no sneakers, no work shoes.

All natural baby.

I have got a LOT to learn!

Home Away from Home?

2008-10-28T18:28:00.000-07:00

It's Night #2 of my 12 day adventure. No, make that Night #3, Day 2.

The morning started weird. I've never had a job that has required me to wear a uniform. Luckily it's the shirt- I can wear jeans and non skid shoes of my choice.

I choose the black button up. I like the 'professional' style. It made me look less like a trainee and more like an owner. I like that.

Yesterday was long and a bit boring. We listened, we read, we asked questions. The corporate guys (those in the family or in the business for a long time) did all the talking.

Today was supposed to be more active but ended up more computer & counting money. We were able to put away inventory; which was good cause Kris and I both like tidy rooms so we stacked and stocked in nice straight rows.

I miss my significant others. It's the 3rd night and I felt myself at various times during the day, mentally 'checking out', while I silently wondered what everyone at home was doing.

I have no problems with the room or the mate. Kris and I have known each other since 1989 and get along just fine. We are a lot alike, but very excepting of each others differences. Does that make sense?

We are old enough to say, I don't want to go out, you can go with me- and there is no hard feelings.

Big Girls.

Last night was exciting! We got back from the restaurant around 6pm and the 3 of us were enjoying a free drink in the bar (a perk of the suites)- and the fire alarm went off.

'Do we have to go?' We asked. As if it was Middle School... The bartender confirmed and out we went...drinks in hand of course.

To our surprise, the roof was on fire! An area that was being remodeled- of all things.

We spent an hour outside watching four firetrucks and lots of fireman put out the flames and rip holes in the ceiling of the rooms below. Luckily our room was on the opposite wing.

And imagine my surprise, when approaching the lobby to see if our return entrance was allowed- a friend from HOME was checking in for a two night stay!

I'm ready to go to bed, not cause I'm tired, but I can't help but think if I go to sleep my time here will be less.

Kris needs some jeans so exercise at the Mall will be a welcome change.

Come back tomorrow for the next update! I have to learn the process of preparing the condiment bar and everything the Shift Leader has to do before the doors open at 11am.

Night for now!

Differences

2008-10-11T21:54:00.000-07:00

Their Mother grew up in a small town moved to a big city and moved back to a small town.

Their Father grew up in a big city and moved to a small town.

Their Mother was a social butterfly. Sometimes to the point of trouble, grounding, cutting school, trying drugs, trying booze before the 11th grade.

Their Father was a quiet boy. He was social with a few. He was rarely in trouble, usually came home before he was supposed to and never lied to his parents. He was able to try booze at an early age, because his parents were young enough to still have parties while he was growing up.

The older child is a quiet girl. She is social from behind her laptop and cell phone. She is friendly at school. She has yet to be in trouble. She is hardly ever out of the house.

The younger child is a social butterfly. Not yet to the point of trouble. She loves to be with her family and lives for times with her friends. Every event is usually questioned with, Can I bring a friend?

Their Mother keeps in contact with many friends from her early years- one as far back as PreSchool.

Their Father has friends from 7th grade, some from High School. He doesn't see them often and talks to them even less. But when they get together- they laugh.

Their Mother is realizing more and more than the Older Child cannot be the same as her or the younger child.

Their Mother knows deep inside that the success in life for the Older Child will not be the amount of friends she can count from grade school, but the amount of love, respect, laughter, comfort, education, support, guidance and structure she will continue to receive from the safety of the dwelling we call home.

Their Mother knows that the Younger Child seems to be making a path more similar to hers. Friendships.

Their Father reminds Mother that soon enough, the Older Child will be out of the house and no longer able to take space on the couch- from behind her laptop or cell phone.

Their Father reminds Mother that enjoying this time while they have it, as parents, is the most important part of the life they are creating for both children.

The Older Child lives by a saying their Mother enjoys,

"And in the end, it's not the years in your life that count, it's the life in your years."

Dear Grandma,

2008-09-14T08:20:00.000-07:00

You always laughed when I called you that.. I know, I know- you're not MY Grandma. The name meant so much to you and is so significant in describing the meaning of your life, it seems appropriate.

It's been a little more than a month since you left this Earth. (For something bigger and better?)

We are doing our best to make sure that Tom isn't lonely. He seems to be doing his best to stay busy. This process comes with good and bad days, as you can imagine. He often walks around the house, shoulders down- sighing. He tells us that it hasn't hit him yet. He knows that it will. He says that he wakes up crying some nights, that might be the slow process of reality?

You can tell the house is still the same. Your spirit, your presence is everywhere. We wonder if he'll redecorate one day. I doubt it, maybe the decorations are his way of staying close to you. I can't begin to understand his pain.

Uncle Jerry spent the weekend with him recently. It was an obvious and necessary boost for him. They ate, drank and watched cable TV. This weekend they are at a car show in Reno. Tom called Candice last night and said he's having a great time. It's reassuring that his brother can do a wonderful job to take care of him. We can count on that.

Candice has gone back to work, but still seems to be living at your house less. I'm not sure what to make of it- other than the obvious quiet and clean vs. noise and cluttered with teenage boys of all shapes and sizes.

She seems to be doing okay. She doesn't talk of restless nights sleep or bad dreams. She is definitely at peace in your room, wearing your pjs, sleeping in the bed. Annie comes by often also. She is still cleaning on Thursdays.

We are doing good also. Every day is better than the last. I will never leave Prince Charming's side. We are a strong family unit and the girls are doing their best. They still ask if we can go to 'G & G's'. It's okay. They know your not there physically- they know that your spirit will always be with them.

We have your car. Talk about connections! It gets much better mileage than the big one- I will drive it to Burger Hut once it opens and it will be parked safe in the garage once the weather turns. Imagine THAT little thing in the snow up here?

We kept the personalized plate. It's fun to call it by name. It's our way of continuing to keep you close.

Give my Grandmother a big hug okay? I'm sure, by now, you've found each other. She continues to be part of my dreams and I am at peace knowing that both of you are watching over us.

I'll check in later, but feel free to keep in touch.

All my love,
Nanci

How do you do it?

2008-09-03T10:57:00.000-07:00

Not THAT 'it' - I'm well versed in THAT.

Daily Blogging.

I sit down, I log on.
I think that I'm full of clever and compelling thoughts.

I log off and fill my time with other tasks around the house.

I come back to the lap top.
I stare.

I wonder... where does the creativity come from? I'm sure I have a lot to say, but who the hell wants to listen or read it?

I see badges on Blogs that indicate 100 in a row and I ask myself...

Hey, Self, is there something else you could be doing??

Enter Border Collie, dirty, lonely- wagging the entire back half of her body. Her sign language means, 'Let's go for a walk'

How many days?!

2008-08-26T12:30:00.000-07:00

My new adventure is starting September 15. Everything I need to know in order to successfully assist in managing a restaurant. Three of us, one business- big pressure? Nah. I'm ready for the challenge... I think. The training will be a big test- for me and everyone else who dwells in this humble abode.

I'll be...

90 minutes (give or take) away from my nest.
90 minutes away from my security.
90 minutes away from my girls.
90 minutes away for FOURTEEN DAYS?!?!

Only 90 minutes.

Can they handle it? Can I handle it?

Can the sisters survive? Will they be stronger and bond from this experience?

Will they eat right?
Will they take their vitamins?
Will they clean up after themselves?
Will they get along?

They'll have to.

I'm getting paid to do this.
I'm getting a free hotel room.
I'm getting free food at the restaurant.

They can practice right now. I cut my foot on the drawer under my stove. A stainless steel edge went right through the skin on my foot.

Hurt like hell.

Prince Charming is a great doctor. He's had so many boo-boo's from his bicycle racing days, he's a wiz at in home care.

And a girl deserves to be waited on a little- it's a nice change from being the waiter.

They'll be fine.

Memories

2008-08-16T09:05:00.000-07:00

MIL has her wings. She took her last breath last Sunday morning. I guess she's at peace, but I don't know.

We weren't there. We weren't there.

I took the girls to meet their 9 month old cousin in Missouri on Friday. We were staying until Monday.

Our lives changed Sunday morning, 5:30am Pacific/7:30 Central.

We've cried a lot. I didn't get a chance to tell her not worry about her son. I will always love and take care of him. I didn't get a chance to ask her what to do about a service. Maybe she knew that we'd get it together and it would be beautiful- without her guidance.

We are finishing the preparations for the celebration of her life tomorrow. Sunday.

High School started, 8th grade starts Tuesday.

Our lives will go on.

I will be starting a new job adventure soon- helping a friend run a restaurant called Burger Hut. The funny part is that I don't eat beef and neither does my friend who will co-own it.

She would have laughed at that irony. She knew that I'd keep the salad and condiment bar clean.

We are stronger now and closer as a family.

We will make sure that Grandpa knows that he has plenty of reasons to live.

We will keep her in our hearts and she will always live in our memories.

Tough times

2008-08-04T19:38:00.000-07:00

It's been quite a month.

Nothing worth celebrating- unless it's the life we are losing.

We've moved in.

During the day, grandkids are here. If Gma is awake- it's important to catch every single minute... for me too.

At night we go back to our other home, the one with the lonely dog and cat. Luckily, only a dead scorpion has come into our dwelling. Lots of spiders have made homes in most every corner.

Kids are tough and determined. The more time we spend with the Grandparents, the better.

The better for everyone.

Aunt has officially moved in. Her boys are old enough to drive and her home base is in the same town.

We're here to help.
We're here to love.
We're here to answer the phone or answer the door.
We're here for each other.

The last month has been good days and bad days.

She sleeps about 22 hours a day.

She's awake now and in the living room.

This writing is no longer important...

C Student

2008-07-06T09:46:00.000-07:00

Sister Bear finished her 7th grade Science mid-term on Wednesday. It was really hard- she did so much better than I did!

Thank goodness for online technology. We sat at the kitchen table, back-to-back lap tops. I read the multiple choice question, she came up with the answers.

I entertained myself and tried to come up with the answers on some- and maintained by rep as an average student.

7th grade Science is still hard.

Celebration

2008-06-27T09:19:00.000-07:00

43 years ago her water broke.

The town was smaller, the drive short.

The Doctor's Office was on Main Street - No hospital needed for this one.

They were excited, Mother was ready- maybe a girl?

The grandparents lived 15 minutes North- they came quickly. Someone had to watch the first born, the boy.

I think both sets of grandparents were there- I'll have to ask.

I think someone passed out.

I think the Father was not in the room- maybe it was him?

After a short time, pushing and pushing, the delivery came.

The Father was anxious to see if the baby had webbed toes.

The Mother was happy to have a Daughter.

The Celebration began.

Happy Birthday to Me.

And Happy Birthday to Spiderman and Capt. Kangaroo too.

Day of Birth

2008-06-26T07:01:00.000-07:00

Talking to my brother - him through his computer in London, me- home on the couch in smoky Northern California.

Talking about spouses, luck, coincidence.

When Prince Charming walked by me in the lobby of our workplace in 1992, I knew he was it.

And I later learned of the similarities of some of the family birthdays-

His is 20 days after my older brother.
His Dad's is 7 days before mine.

And his Mother and my Father share the same day.

How cool is stuff like that? I love to think that our unity was in the stars.

And then my older brother pulled a good one. He married a girl whose is the day before mine.

How easy for him to remember now?

Glad to help, and yes- that is meant to be also.

Summer vacation? Not yet.

2008-06-23T12:02:00.000-07:00

My vacation should start August 13.

I am managing a community swimming pool and I forgot what it's like to work for a paycheck.

I'm not away from the house much more than normal and I have two mermaids who love to swim, so I spend most of my time at the pool ANYWAY. But now that I'm responsible for the pool, guards, lessons, public swim, snack bar (gotta have snacks!) and supporting the coaches- I am so darn BUSY!

I can't feel guilty for not being able to read or post blogs- I have a dedicated list of blogs I love to read, I've set them up on my home pages and try my hardest to sneak in often.

Maybe it will be different once Big Sister learns how to drive. What? Am I crazy? I don't want her to drive- but it sure would be a convenience for me.

"No dear, you take Sister Bear to the pool, I'm going to stay home and blog."

Right. Wake Up! Who am I kidding?

Oh, hey! It's my 100th blog. What do ya know?

High Anxiety

2008-06-17T07:47:00.000-07:00

We're taking pictures today. Our 4-some, SILs 5-some, In Laws 2 (and dog?), and my parents.

We had agreed to wear white shirts and blue jeans -or blue bottoms, cause Prince Charming and (maybe) Nephew 3 doesn't wear jeans.

We are supposed to meet at a beautiful park right up the street from the In Laws at 6pm.

We are having these pictures taken by a professional woman who runs a photography business.

I hope that no one is late and everyone is wearing what they are supposed to wear.

Positive thoughts, positive results. That's the secret, right?

Will someone call SIL and remind her?

Let Summer Begin

2008-06-09T12:15:00.000-07:00

Anniversary - check

Graduation - check

Lifeguard Drills - check

First Session of Swim Lessons starts - got teachers - check

Public Swim opens - got food (might need more, got cash for box, got lifeguards on duty, got recycle bins ready, got sunscreen for sale - check

Schedule published through June 23 - check

Crock Pot started - check

Dentist appt - 2pm - pending

Keep teaching Sister Bear how to easily glide in a tampon...on going
(I'd say, Priceless- but we're not there quite yet!)

Wordless?

2008-06-04T07:33:00.000-07:00

Lately it's been easy to be wordless. Lately most of my conversations have been going on in my head.

Graduation, Pool, Schedule, Pool, Graduation, Lessons, Swim Team, House, Bleeding- again?, In-laws, Cancer, Life, Parents, Gym, Reading, Resting, Graduation, Menopause? Prince Charming, Luck, Weak Swimmers, Graduation, Lifeguards, Schedule, Budget, Budget, Budget.

No one can really be wordless.

And everyone can daydream.

Reality

2008-05-30T09:53:00.001-07:00

My Mother-in-Law is dying.

There, I said it. But- realistically, we are all dying, right? We know that no one lives forever. We know that. We've been to funerals, we've mourned, we've celebrated life. We go on.

We have to face this now. We have to face this sooner than expected. We don't have to face this tomorrow or next month, but sooner.

How do we?

My MIL is a huge part of a huge family who lives close together. She has touched so many lives. She shares two wonderful children with her High School sweetheart, they have five charming grand kids (two girls are mine!). She has four living siblings who she's helped raise. Her siblings have kids and some of them have kids now. My FIL has two siblings who also have kids- and when we all get together... WAHOO!!! It's always a party.

A party. Geez.

I'm going through each day in a fog with my Prince Charming as he opens up his heart and talks about what he's supposed to say at her eulogy.

Her eulogy? Geez.

We have to live each day to the fullest, we have drop the housework, tv, computer, and play dates- it's all about family.

We have to make sure that MIL has her grand kids close. FIL said that they are the best medicine. She can be in pain all day, and the kids show up and everything is better.

If that's the medicine she needs to help, consider this DIL Doc is IN.

Non-conformist

2008-05-28T08:13:00.000-07:00

It is Wednesday, but rarely am I without words. Lately though, I've been without TIME to sit and share the latest adventures of my life.

Last week we made last minute plans to get out of Dodge. Prince Charming received some sad news and said, 'Let's get outta here.' So, within 48 hours I had everything in place for us to spend FOUR days in, what WE call, Heaven.

It worked beautifully.

Classic Family Self-Portrait. Aren't we lovely?

Getting away and loving it is all about location, location, location...

Sister Bear enjoyed being the family photographer making sure that everything and anything relevant was documented.

Like the classic North Coast sunset, the view from the deck. Seven acres all to ourselves (except the seals on the beach and rocks below us and the deer making trails along the cliff side)

The purpose of the escape was for bonding, loving, being together and not worrying about anything else outside of our little world in the 100 yr old house on the cliffs of the North Coast.

At this point, I don't care.

2008-05-20T08:22:00.000-07:00

The late bell has rung. A couple hundred kids are seated in their desks engaged in the Math lesson for the day or still chatting with their neighbor, totally ignoring the teacher.

Sister Bear is in Pre-Algebra.

Big Sister is in bed.

The 7th grade class and a handful of 8th graders have left for Day 1 of a three day field trip. Not an overnight trip, but an all day adventure, in the sun, walking around- out until 9pm field trip.

Big Sister decided she didn't want to attend. She didn't agree with the cost of the bus driving back and forth for three days- and the theme of the field trip being something 'environmental'.

She's taking a stand.

Today, she's home schooled- she just woke up and she's emptying the dishwasher. She has a huge project to complete afterward... something every teenager avoids, ignores... CLEANING HER ROOM. That could take her 6 hours. I swear. She could learn today, laundry, organizing shelves, dusting, bed making, shoe stocking, vacuuming.

I don't care that she's not on the field trip. If she was at school, she'd be doing crossword puzzles or watching movies, reading books, or just socializing with the cool teacher who stayed behind.

I'm glad she won't be out in the sun. At this point in her school career, 12 days before she's finished with her Middle School experience- what are they going to do? She's an excellent student, she's studied hard and received outstanding grades all year.

Prince Charming and I enjoyed listening to her justify her reasons for not wanting to attend.

My parents would have NEVER allowed me this type of opportunity. My Dad was on the School Board and both parents were way TOO old fashioned.

Prince Charming would have never asked for this type of opportunity. His parents were young and very 'laid-back'.

I think Big Sister (and Sister Bear) are lucky kids. I know Prince Charming and I are lucky parents.

It's going to be a good day.

Sick

2008-05-18T11:08:00.000-07:00

Yesterday was a blur. I got the germs from Sister Bear's 6th grade Science Camp flu. The one that Prince Charming just finished getting over.

Big Sister is 'so far, so good'

The girls are at wonderful, independent ages where- when Mom is sick- she can rest. No diapers, no bottles, no whining.

It was a comfort, being laid out on the bed- unable to move- and listening to Prince Charming down stairs giving directions and orders for the afternoon.

It was nice to rest- it sucked being sick. 103.2 was the highest temp and I'm happy I didn't puke.

Nice.

This morning I had no temp, but my empty belly was churning...

Ugh.

Big Sister, so far, so good.

I'll keep my distance and hopefully she'll be in the clear.

Almost Over

2008-05-16T08:22:00.000-07:00

School. Yeah. Is that appropriate for a grown woman to say??

Yes, cause everyone around me feels the same way. The administration at school even feels the same way.

Kids are ready.
Teachers are ready.
Parents are ready.

But then summer starts- and how many days does it take before the question,

How many more days until school starts?

Less Than Two Weeks Away!

2008-05-14T09:43:00.000-07:00

Can you smell the clorine? We need to stock up on caps, goggles, sunscreen and swimming shampoo!

It's almost that time again!!

Me Time? Ignoring the obvious, sort of

2008-05-13T12:30:00.000-07:00

I can hear the washer & dryer from downstairs. The pair rumbling takes away a bit of the 'guilt'.

I've been sitting at this laptop for hours- back and forth doing laundry, ignoring the obvious... bed, dusty piano, dishes in the sink, hair balls from the dog on the wood floor.

That's okay today.

It's all about me. I'm enjoying browsing through the 100's and 100's of Blog site of various topics. Thank goodness for the ability to subscribe to them, otherwise, I fear I'd forget them tomorrow.

I'm impressed with the tremendous amount of talent out there.

Information, Education, Humor, Food- (love the food), Clever... It's fun to browse and read other people's entries.

I wish I knew how to link the various sites I've found today. Maybe I can find some help? I'd love to share where I've been.

Most of the sites I looked at are on my list - check them out, enjoy them. In no particular order...

Me time is important. That's what I can share- the reminder.

Oh My GEEEZZ - What happened to common sense?

2008-05-11T17:04:00.000-07:00

So Sister Bear packed herself and 60 or so classmates on a bus Tuesday for Science Camp near the North Coast.

While the parents were gathered in groups waiting for the bus to leave, one Mother excused herself from our pack and made her way to the bus saying the following, "I need to make sure Nick gets a front seat because he's been throwing up all morning.."

I think my first thought about her son was that he was nervous to leave for 3 days.

I had no idea of the impact to the class of his tummy troubles.

Wednesday night I received an email from my friend, whose son was also on the trip. He and five other boys were sent home- sick... Oh, a connection? Throwing up all morning...

Friday when Sister Bear got off the bus and back into the comfort of our family car, she shared with me that six girls ALSO were sick and went home early.

Disappointed in the decision of the Mother to put Nick on the bus, I was grateful that Sister Bear was healthy enough to stay for the entire experience.

Spoke too soon.

This morning at 4:30am she came to my bedside requesting company in the bathroom while she was getting sick.

She's been in bed all day. She's made a few trips and back forth to the bathroom.

Happy Mother's Day- and thanks to the Mother who thought it was a wonderful idea for her son to sit in the front of the bus.

Isn't that what our Maternal Instinct is all about?

Let me write it in crayon if I could- KEEP THEM HOME.

Grandy- I hope you enjoyed the race on Saturday and I hope Tyler avoided the virus that his classmate and Mother thought it was fine (or didn't think) to share.

Family Unit, Broken Bones, Aunt Flo?

2008-05-09T20:27:00.001-07:00

Sister Bear arrived safely back at the point of departure. She's exhausted and annoyed and relieved to be back home. I hope as the days go on, her positive memories will surface and the negative experience will be pushed back and quickly forgotten.

She was sweet- on my lap, hugging me and apologizing for not 'making' time to get or create me a Mother's Day gift.

'Silly girl' I comforted her. YOU are my gift- YOU are back home. But if you REALLY want to DO something for ME on Mother's Day.... (I stretch my arms out to present the family room) how about cleaning my house? (straight teeth grin)

Speaking of Mother's Day! My younger brother gave my parents two tickets to Missouri for Mother's Day. They were given the perfect gift of babysitting their first Grandson! They left the West Coast and arrived in the Midwest yesterday.

Tonight, my brother called to say that our Mother broke her foot. Luckily, not holding the baby, she slipped on the steep stairs leading DOWN to the basement and ended up at the bottom, broken foot, sprained toe and a few bumps and bruises on her face.

My parents are not comfortable with technology. I've been calling my brother to check on their status and because she's not bleeding to death, she's not a priority in the Emergency Room.

Speaking of bleeding to death- Aunt Flo brought all of her relatives to stay with me for the last three days. It feels as though I've lost a gallon of blood during the last 72 hours.

My doctor was able to take care of me right away, too bad my Mother is not getting the same treatment.

I know for sure, Aunt Flo has been a REAL 'MOTHER'!!

Two More Go-To-Beds and everything else

2008-05-07T08:18:00.000-07:00

I got a text message from Sister Bear's cabin Mom last night. She was able to get service in the bathroom at their camp site. It's a comfort (and a jealously) that I can still connect with Sister Bear using Cabin Mom's phone. I don't need to, but I can. That's nice.

Tonight we are having early Mom Day dinner with my parents. They get to visit my nephew tomorrow. Lucky Ducks. He's 6 months old by now and I'm in love with the electronic pictures of him I have on my computer. He lives so far away. I want to take Big Sister & Sister Bear to visit before school starts. They need to meet this young man soon.

I spent 15 years at a Fortune 500 company. I've spent two month managing life guards and I have to learn to speak 'teen'. I have made a couple of assumptions that they understand the terminology I'm using (like organization structure)which has caused some concerns with the employees. They've need further clarification (more detail) to help them understand my thoughts.

Today is Zhanna Day 2. I'm excited- apprehensive, cramping...yes, THAT type of cramping. I need to spend more than one day a week with her though. I hope todays 60 minutes includes a few more people and some music.

And finally, Prince Charming's cousin had a baby yesterday. Babies are wonderful. This darling princess is a welcome addition to her new family. Big Sister is anxious to meet her and Sister Bear is very excited too.

Oh, I won't comment on the crown I have to get tomorrow. I could imagine it's sparkling and shiny jewels fit nicely on my head, but I don't think the Dentist will surprise me with that.

Long Week Coming Up

2008-05-04T20:14:00.000-07:00

I'm not happy right now. I'm not angry or upset- just not happy.

Sister Bear is leaving for 6Th Grade Science Camp early Tuesday morning. It makes me sad to think about her being so far away from us for (what seems to be) so long.

She's going with her 6Th grade class... the friends she's made since Kindergarten that she will leave in 7Th grade next year, when she begins 8Th grade.

Her chaperone's are ideal- a School Board Member and the part-time Computer Lab teacher. She's is good (enough) friends with the girls in the cabin, she won't be lonely.

But she's leaving my touch for 3 1/2 days.

She's going to a campground near the North Coast. She loves the ocean. She loves the adventures of camping. She's not afraid to get wet -or dirty.

This is a famous field trip for all 6Th Graders that have passed through her Middle School. This is the trip that kept her in the 6Th grade until year-end versus skipping to 7Th grade before Christmas.

I'm excited that she's going to experience the trip she's been looking forward to for so long.

But I'm not excited she's leaving.

I felt the same when Big Sister went to 6Th Grade Science Camp. Probably worse, because this was the first (FIRST) field trip I did NOT attend. It was a maturing time for Big Sister- she asked me very calmly, 'Mom, is it okay if I go on this trip without you?' (gasp! clutch the heart...'uh'?) Yes, she needed to do this without me. She needed the break for independence. It gave her confidence to 'be on her own' (with her classmates and chaperone's) for 3 1/2 days.

Sister Bear is already independent.

Mamma Bear is not ready for that yet.

My New Best Friend

2008-04-30T20:41:00.000-07:00

Zhanna. A 43 year old, former Russian gymnast offers her services as a Personal Trainer at our gym. (Grandy? Did you hear that? What day are you working from home?)

I spent 60 long, painful, exhausting minutes with her for the first time this morning.

She wiped the floor with me. She kicked my butt so hard, I realized that the 3 days a week I had been going to the gym was not that productive.

She offers a conditioning class that doesn't involve dance steps. That's good for me, cause I am not Ginger Rogers!

Weights, bands, and a floor mat.

I'm hooked. I want to have another play date with Zhanna on Monday.

Wanna join me, Mary?

Sinking, not swimming

2008-04-29T20:23:00.000-07:00

Wow. I am experiencing unfortunate financial irony.. I think that's the right term.

Our small community has a pool. Yeah!

Our pool is not funded by tax money or a Recreation District. Boo!

Our pool is solely support on donations and volunteers. Ugh.

Our pool is summertime fun and relief for the members of our community and enjoyed between May-Aug. Yeah!

Our community has about 100 kids who participate in a Recreation Swim League during the summer! Yeah!! (my kids LOVE IT!)

Swim Meets are a huge family event filled with excitment!

Our bank statement this summer is at $10,000. Yeah?

It costs $50K to run the pool. Ugh

We have Lifeguard staffed to make sure everyone is safe while they swim. Yeah!

Lifeguards need to get paid. Oh, yeah?

We lost our regular fundraising activities due to lack of volunteers. Ugh.

We're in trouble. Really, in trouble. I believe our pool is at great risk for closing this summer due to lack of funds.

It's obvious to those few involved that fundraisers are needed. But finding people to help is like pulling teeth. Am I right?

People want to swim. People want the pool open.

With the money that comes in from the Team Registrations we're less than half way there to be able to operate (crossing our fingers nothing breaks and needs fixing or replacing)... Maybe I can have the Lifeguards PAY to work there?

We need a Fairy Godmother at this point, someone with a magic wand to turn the concrete benches into bricks of gold so that our community doesn't lose the only thing it has going for them during the summer.

All-Nighters, Feline Style

2008-04-28T16:48:00.000-07:00

What do animals do at night? Rather, what do pets do at night when they are outside?

We leave our garage door open enough so the dog can come in and out as she pleases. She's a Border Collie, but not smart enough to close any door she can open.

So with the door open, our charming feline has roaming ability also.

Last night I closed the garage door later than I should have... about 10:30pm. The cat was still outside, oops.

In our neighborhood, the dark of night means danger- especially to an house cat. All sorts of animals bigger than the cat and ready to snack on her at a moments notice.

I worried all night.

She wasn't at the back door this morning either. I surveyed the yard for a long time (praying) that I wouldn't find her frail body- crumpled, eaten, dead.

But alas, my Grandmother answered my prayers. I heard the jingle of her bell first- and was very happy to see her rush into the attic (her hideaway). When she came out-her head was covered in spider webs and her feet were filthy.

"Where did YOU sleep last night?" I found myself saying out loud.

It got me wondering, do cats -think- about things? Did she realize -when it was too late- that she was stuck outside?

Or did she enjoy the freedom? She did wander the forest pretending she belonged- eating lizards as snacks? She did make friends with a mountain lion or bear?

Whatever she did, wherever she slept- it wore her out. She spent the rest of the day upstairs, curled up and catching up on her sleep.

Must have been a wild night. Surely, one she'll never forget.

Cool Dad Points

2008-04-27T21:47:00.000-07:00

Prince Charming had quite the day today.

Thank goodness for our new car. It now seats six people comfortably.

Because of this, he had the pleasure of taking Sister Bear and four of her friends on a hike and swim in the American River.

After a sleepover last night- last clock check was 2:00am by Sister Bear! The last time I saw the clock was 11:35pm, so I congratulate them on their ability to be quiet- and the bedroom windows were open... I heard -nu thing! I think because the volleyball experience with Big Sister yesterday, and maybe an extra Relax tablet- I needed (needed) my sleep. But anyway, regardless of WHY - I did NOT hear them and that makes ME a happy Mom in the morning.

The girls got up slowly and by 10:00am were ready! We learned that 2 had never been hiking before (really?!?) and one had been on the same trail. Sunscreen, bug spray, Subway sandwiches, water bottles, snacks, towels (cause the river is dirty!) LOL, and the girls were ready.

Prince Charming needed additional 'grooming'...

Me: Ok, they love this radio station- tolerate it, ok?
PC: Yeah
Me: Sister Bear is very excited about this adventure and has been planning this for weeks. Please be patient with her.
PC: Right
Me: A & R have never hiked, don't walk too fast.
PC: Okay

And he was ready.

They returned home with only slightly sunburned shoulders. No cuts, no bruises, no ticks, no poison oak! -everyone passed with flying colors!!

And Prince Charming said that A told him, 'You're a Cool Dad'

Sister Bear is a tired (VERY) and happy (VERY) girl.

I'm proud of Prince Charming. That was a huge effort on his part- the playing 'Mom' with girls thing (not the hiking). Not many Dads would offer to do that- especially without Mom in attendance.

Now that he's 'cool', I wonder how long until they ask him to do it again?

Underdog

2008-04-26T20:34:00.000-07:00

Where has the time gone?

Big Sister was reminded that she was the underdog today at a volleyball tournament. She enjoys 'playing' the sport with her fellow class mates, but she is not 'addicted' to the sport like most of the others on her team.

She cost the team two points today at the end of a close game for the championships. She was visibly disturbed by her error, but annoyed by her teammates.

Everyone was making mistakes, missing the ball, hitting it into the net- but when it came down to the end, everyone's errors were forgotten until Big Sister missed two shots.

Instead of motivation and positive comments at the end of the losing game, it became a classical bitch-session. Mostly aimed at Big Sister.

While my blood began to boil and I sat in the stands (with Moms of the 'bitchers'), Big Sister grabbed her cell phone, quietly sent a message to her best friend and kept her shoulders up while the other team members continued to be frustrated at their loss.

She held her head high and realized that she did make mistakes. She spent the last game on the bench, but actually stood up and cheered for her teammates while they played two games of drop balls, nets, aces, and claimed fourth place in the tourney.

Big Sister cheered her friends on- hoping to show them, they have to work as a team- and it was okay with HER that they made silly errors, she patted them on the back and cheered for them anyway.

She's a bigger girl than me. She's learned the (swiping hands off shoulders) 'Let it Go' motto from her Dad. My blood pressure bubbled as I sat there- silent. Watching these girls make the same mistakes- or worse- than what my daughter had made.

Big Sister called it Karma.

I can't wait for swim season.

Hump Day

2008-04-23T21:10:00.000-07:00

Tax return money is coming back, kitchen appliances will be paid off and it's debt-free baby!

Well, except for the house. That will come in time.

I love working on Sister Bear's laptop, I never know what kind of cool pictures I'll find.

Happy B*Earth Day

2008-04-22T22:32:00.000-07:00

I wish I could find a clever picture of the Earth and Birthday candles...

Prince Charming is a year older today! And I think I heard something about the weather being the coldest in decades-

Coldest?

Global Cooling anyone?

The Joys of Uncles

2008-04-21T22:19:00.000-07:00

When I was growing up, Uncle Bill (my Dad's brother) and I had a special connection...we were the ONLY Lefties. I was fun having the designated seat at the holiday dinner table when Uncle Bill was there- me on one side and him on the opposite end. Uncle Bill is always for good for a laugh- a joke (especially those about my Dad and their childhood)- and new adventures. From Uncle Bill I received a doll from his tour during the Vietnam War, he taught me that ketchup and scrambled eggs were the best, and he owned a yellow corvette in the 70's. Awesome.

My brothers now also have the title. Each of my brother brings excitement and cool adventures to the lives of their nieces.

Uncle Doug - the glamorous life. He travels for a living and enjoys his career getting paid a lot to be Tour Manager for big name music talents. My kids enjoy the fact that Uncle Doug is somewhat like a kid himself, and hangs out with lots of famous people. Actually, he's a lot like Uncle Bill (LOL). Uncle Doug has given my kids the chance to see live concerts from the first row and back stage access during the venues. My kids have met people who work behind the scenes and spouses of the band members.

My kids (and me, of course! have enjoyed a live concerts from the side of a stage! It's an awesome feeling for me (I can just imagine for my girls) to look down at people in the audience and feel so blessed to have the best seat in the house. Uncle Doug loves to tease the girls- he sent them American Idol backstage passes to the finale last year (the week AFTER the show).

Emails are fun from Uncle Doug cause you never know what country he's in. When he sends messages asking, "Do you like Band A?" or "Do you like this female singer?" We never know if that will mean an exciting opportunity for him- as well as us, in the future.

Uncle Tom - the exciting life. My younger brother has made a significant impact on the lives of my girls (and the rest of the family) in recent years. He's in the Army. He spent more than a year in Kuwait two years ago and we couldn't wait to meet him at the airport when his tour was over. My girls love to check out the dozen tattoos he has and the muscles! Holy cow! The girls drop their jaws when he works out.

He found the love of his life and got married in July. In November, they welcome a wonderful addition to our family - a first on our side of the family, Dominic. A grandson for my parents, a nephew for me- and a cousin to my girls. Prince Charming's family has tons of kids & cousins. My family is small so Dominic was a blessing.

Emails from Uncle Tom are equally as exciting. There's always the anticipation that a beautiful, innocent, bright-eyed, big head (gets that from his Dad), happy, kissable baby will be looking back at us from behind the computer screen.

We girls love our Uncles and know they love us too!

It's Early! And I'm Going to Bed!!

2008-04-20T22:07:00.000-07:00

Not before I share an idea of Heaven, with Prince Charming and maybe the kids. Nah, let the kids stay with their Grandparents.

Sleep well.

It's a Good Thing

2008-04-19T20:58:00.000-07:00

So, our foursome has lived together for almost 15 years. We've survived all that time- WITHOUT (yes, friends- WITHOUT) CABLE TV! Or Dish Network or Satelitte! Our TV, is all free... like HD Radio, free- all the time.

Because of this, we record a lot and rent movies from Netflix. And that is a wonderful business! Especially in our area. Our house is 11 miles one way to a big city and 7 miles the other way to our community. The Big City has big video stores and big grocery stores with the famous Red Boxes. The community grocery stores has DVDs to rent (for the price of a gallon of gas).

Because FREE is one of my favorite words, I must share (that's another favorite):

http://www.hulu.com

It's a wonderful little website with tons of movies and TV shows! These shows range from Lost in Space, Emergency!, Alfred Hitchcock Presents, to today's latest cable hits- Nip/Tuck, Dirt & The Riches are my favorite!

Alfred Hitchcock Presents is a 30 minute show that I watch while I'm working out. It's perfect!

My kids like to watch old TV shows on it also. The beauty of this website is that, for kids, it's free and they just log on. For the mature shows (that are on Cable), you must register with an account.

I don't have to wait in line for Nip/Tuck, I can just log on!

Is THIS what happens?

2008-04-18T21:20:00.000-07:00

I'm over 40... a little.

I've spent the last 20 or so years weighing just about the same.

I grew up with a good metabolism. I'm tall- just below 6 feet. I've always eaten well, it always burned off well.

It doesn't seem to burn as fast these days.

I weigh more than I have ever weighed- not pregnant.

Guess I better take my own advise, it's time to research to see if this is the ever-popular menopause. I'm young for that, I think.

Maybe it's just another blessing of being over 40. Things change, I noticed- but this is annoying and completely unacceptable.

I won't settle for buying bigger pants.

Take THAT, Mother Nature.

Do Your Homework

2008-04-18T20:37:00.000-07:00

That's what I should have done FIRST. Instead, impatient me... jumped right in with both feet.

Affiliate Marketing is advertised in so many, many websites as such a wonderful and easy opportunity. How simple can it be? Work for a Fortune 500 Company and make $84,000 a year! The ad I saw included a (fake!) news story- how much more real could it be? It's GOT to be TRUE.

I was dumb, I invested- before I explored. I dumped $249 (cause it was a SALE) before I realized that there is so much information already on line, I could have learned in a few weeks...and not had the pain of feeling humiliated.

It's true with anything- do your homework! The Rip-Off Report is the BEST PLACE to find information about companies you suspect. (http://www.ripoffreport.com)

Even Yahoo or Google - try and find out if someone IS successful with the company in question. See if you can have a conversation with someone, not just read a hyped up advertisement with smiling faces and pretty colors.

Through the days and weeks of Blogging, I have found SO MUCH information- more reliable for sure!

In hindsight, I wish I started Blogging FIRST - and then looked into Affiliate Marketing.

I was clever enough to get my money back- not that I want to share the story with my kids, but I researched into the payment process for this alleged college and called the company that processed their billing.

I went this route because the 'tech support' at this 'college' would only respond to my emails with generic form letter style- suspicious as ever.

Anyway, a kind lady answered the phone and within minutes, I had spun a tale that resulted in my $249 refund.

I was relieved and I was a bit guilty. I split the money into my kids' saving accounts and called it a day.

I'm now reading before doing- researching before buying- and analyzing opportunities before committing. I have the world at my fingertips on this computer.

Fingernails! ugh!

2008-04-17T21:32:00.000-07:00

I can't grow my fingernails to save my life! It's so annoying!

I take good vitamins (best ever, I'm told)
drink healthy breakfast shakes
eat good snacks (MOST of the time)
drink lots and lots of water
exercise on a fairly regular schedule
eat healthy regular meals

And STILL!

It's mainly my thumbnails. They are warped, as if I smashed both of them in a car door. They are warped- one goes up and down and up and down, the other goes up and down.

I gave six vials of blood last week and the tests showed my Vitamin B12 is HIGH.

I stopped taking one of the vitamins to avoid the increase in B12. Will that work?

I'm waiting for my pal, Dr. Lin to call me. Maybe she has something in her bag of tricks?

All I want is healthy nails- to match (what I thought) was a healthy body.

Urgent Shopping, yeah?

2008-04-16T20:57:00.000-07:00

My brain is on overload.

I am listening to Sister Bear do her own version of a hit song by Elliott Yamin, cause he's on AI now.

Big Sister is checking her social life on myspace and Prince Charming is working up stairs.

I am working on shopping for my new staff. The idea of my uniforms seems reasonable, easy- point, click, shop. Nope. Not so simple.

Style, brand, size, sale? Sale? Anyone have a reasonably priced swim suit for a lifeguard?

The job is not at the Hilton pool it's working at a community pool that operates on donations and volunteer help.

I'm on a limit budget. I don't want to kids to have to buy their own uniforms- no one else does that, right?

I need to shop, I need to purchase soon, but I need to make sure I've covered every Swim Shop in the country- every Mom & Pop, and Outlet available before I buy.

I can't put the Swim & Rec Club in the red before the weather gets to 80 degrees. At the Pool, the guards are in red.

Priceless

2008-04-15T22:17:00.001-07:00

Box of Wheatables crackers - $1.99 at our local Safeway (well, nothing is local for me)

One piece of string cheese - $0.49

Cleaned bathroom and functioning toilet - $1 or the front seat on the way to school

Spending the morning with Teacher Grandy getting an education, blog-face lift and credits on my Entrecard,

PRICELESS

Thanks Darling! I think a Starbucks in our little town would do fab- especially with us at the helm! Oh wait, that self-employee thang? Okay, maybe not....

If you're in the neighborhood- You've GOT to STOP!

2008-04-14T21:13:00.001-07:00

The City By The Bay! We LOVE San Francisco! It's close to our house, a weekend plan and we're there in a matter of hours. It's a pleasant drive and a fun day in the city.

Besides the obvious shopping experiences, we all love to visit Alcatraz. It's a short boat ride across the bay and the island offers an exciting historical look at some of the most famous bad guys and their unique accomodations while serving time.

The accomodations aren't ideal. But each room seems to have private toilets and sturdy twin beds.

Our First Employment Experience

2008-04-13T16:49:00.000-07:00

My first job was at a Self-Service Gas Station. Yeah, stinky. I remember the huge wooden desk with squeaky drawers- that were always empty. It wasn't stocked with candy or drinks, no magazines or newspapers, just oil and other boring items that cars needed. The building was all glass so I felt as though I was in a fish bowl. A lonely Goldfish waiting for people to stop and visit. My boss was a classmate in High School. That was probably the easy part, working for a friend. I don't remember filling out much paperwork. I don't believe he and I had a lot of worthwhile, boss-to-employee discussions. He wasn't much a role model, but he was my boss. And come to think of it, he did fire me. Jerk.

I have a big task ahead of me this summer.

I will be THE FIRST BOSS to a dozen teenagers.

I've posted about this adventure, I don't know how to hyper-link myself back to the other one- 'Mother Lion, Queen Bee'

I met with the experienced lifeguards on Friday. It was productive and short. These kids have done this before, filled out the paperwork before- they know the 'drill'.

Today's meeting was new to most of them. Applications? W4 Tax forms? References?

What if I don't have any previous job experience? (newbie)

That's okay, this is your first job, right? Next time to apply for a job, you WILL have something to fill in! (new boss- Me!)

I expected to be sitting in the room with the teens. I expected to go over the information packet, job descriptions, vacation worksheet- with the teens.

But one of them brought their Mom. And that boy didn't make eye-contact at all.

Okay, I'll have to work on that. Get that boy out of his shell and pray that his Mom doesn't come along when he's supposed to be in the tower (1 seat-er) being a Lifeguard.

It's not just a Job, It's an Adventure! Right?

I wonder what fond memories they will have of their first boss?

Not as easy as it looks

2008-04-12T11:22:00.000-07:00

Blogging.

I've found a Blog to help learn how to Blog- or at least set up pages, widgets and all those other gadgets that A List Bloggers seem to have going for them.

I'm learning (sort of) as I'm doing. There are Blogs that look so cool, it makes me think I'm a Kinder-Blogger.

People have cool and well-designed Blogs. Neat-o pictures and funny stories. And graphics! Man! Up there (top of the screen) people somehow have learned how to insert other cool pictures besides what the free websites have to offer.

Does that make their Blog more exciting? Looks can be everything in that case, and if it's pleasing to look at- it's probably pleasing to read.

How the heck DO they do that?

And those widget-gadgets on the side? It would SEEM easy, click, copy code and insert.

But can this Mom do it? Nooooooo....

I've spent 25 minutes with one and it's not showing up! WTF?!?!?

So, I have to resign to the fact that I am who I am. My Blog is me. I'm not an A-list. And ya know what? I may not even want to be.

I'm happy with what I've accomplished thus far. It's definately a learning curve, I'm trying to ride up, but this bike is losing air in the front tire.

But if you need education too, look at http://www.bloggingbasics101.com/

And there's a cool way to do a hyperlink, but I haven't learned how to do that either.

I need to go back to class, snack break is over.

Happy Studies!

Ok, Still Sharing!

2008-04-11T15:18:00.001-07:00

Before the Friday Afternoon/Evening events get started, look what I found at Grandy's place? She's a crossword puzzle. (I'm visual so, picture- hair in a bun, glasses, at the front the class (or library) sharing lessons...and laughing, of course.

I wish I could pick your brain more, neighbor! This was a fun one though and certainly worth bookmarking to share with others.

That's me- the sharing type. I guess I'd be in the back of the class, busy chatting. I should probably be working on my Sudoku though.

(Thanks Grandy!)

You Are Sudoku

You are simple, modern and elegant.

You're not that difficult to figure out, but very few people truly get you.

You approach the world with a pure logic that most people will never grasp.

What Kind of Puzzle Are You?

Friday Favorites (cause sharing is a good thing!)

2008-04-11T15:07:00.000-07:00

I received an email from KB. It's not her original writing or mine. I don't practice religion, but sentimental notes with MOM stories usually tug on my heart strings. And you'll think so too- once you read this note, especially if YOU are an ANGEL. When you're done, if you can, call your Mother.

Happy Friday!

Author: Unknown

A baby asked God, 'They tell me you are sending me to earth tomorrow, but how am I going to live there being so small and helpless?' God said, 'Your angel will be waiting for you and will take care of you.'

The child further inquired, 'But tell me, here in heaven I don't have to do anything but sing and smile to be happy.' God said, 'Your angel will sing for you and will also smile for you. And you will feel your angel's love and be very happy.'

Again the child asked, 'And how am I going to be able to understand when people talk to me if I don't know the language?' God said, 'Your angel w ill tell you the most beautiful and sweet words you will ever hear, and with much patience and care, your angel will teach you how to speak.'

'And what am I going to do when I want to talk to you?' God said, 'Your angel will place your hands together and will teach you how to pray.'

'Who will protect me?' God said, 'Your angel will defend you even if it means risking its life.'

'But I will always be sad because I will not see you anymore.' God said, 'Your angel will always talk to you about Me and will teach you the way to come back to Me, even though I will always be next to you.'

At that moment there was much peace
in Heaven, but voices from Earth could be heard and the child hurriedly asked, 'God, if I am to leave now, please tell me my angel's name.'

God said, 'You will
simply call her, 'Mom.'

Lift a mother's spirit, call, write, email or text!

Planets Completely Aligned

2008-04-10T21:17:00.000-07:00

I am the Mother Earth.

I have two girls- both have started their periods. When Big Sister started, it was off-cycle from me and she messed me up! After a few months, I had pulled her into my cycle and all was well.

Sister Bear started last month, on the 10th. She started again today. I should have guessed, she is the perfectionist.

Big Sister & I started yesterday.

I don't know if we're done with the off-schedule cycles or not. Big Sister's Doctor said it could be years before she's on a regular schedule. I can only hope that the planets are in my favor and we are now a fine-tuned, shiny tricycle... It will be much easier on the necessary supplies if we're in this together.

Now & Then - Not That Different

2008-04-09T20:27:00.000-07:00

Big Sister made a huge discovery tonight!

Pete Wentz and his famous singer girlfriend, Ashlee Simpson, are engaged! (That is NOT a happy story at this house...or a few others in town)

Sister Bear called her friend to break the news that Pete is no longer on the market. I heard her from the bedroom, "I KNOW!", "Oh, it SO won't last" "What is he thinking?" At 12, they are marriage experts and predict it won't last.

I started thinking...

What would I have done if I received the same news about THE idol in my life at their age?

I would have called my friend Kathleen for sure! We would have shared a similar conversation that Sister Bear and her friend are sharing now. Screaming out of frustration that -as the obvious choice in the singer's life- he DID NOT call us!

When my brother drew a mustache on the OTHER idol in my life, I didn't pick up the phone, I screamed for my Father.

Isn't it funny how similar experiences are? I think it's entertaining. It brings up good stories for me to share. Especially the mustache on the poster.

Morning Workout

2008-04-08T11:14:00.000-07:00

Expensive equipment? Nope. Just an hour or so with the animals outside and I guess the motivation that someone is coming over after school today... Jeez... It's not peer pressure, it was dirt piles!

294 cleaned tiles! I wonder how many calories I burned? The question in my mind is, what made us think that LIGHT colored tiles were smart? Cheap, YES, Smart? Nah.

But clean now! No more hands & knees days, with buckets and pillows- scooting myself around the family room. No more dry skin, plastic gloves be-gone!

This machine is awesome! I pour the cleaner & water in the small cannister on top and the dirt, hair, dust and food crumbs get sucked into the bigger cannister on the bottom. There is a level inside the lower container that has a trigger that stops the machine if it gets too full. It scrubs then it drys- and I'm all done!

All You Need is LOVE

2008-04-07T16:24:00.000-07:00

I received a wonderful comment from my cousin on MySpace! She's going to be a MOTHER! I'm so (SO) very (VERY) happy for her!! She's had such an extraordinary life and has been through SO MUCH- she has wanted a baby for a very long time.

I'm so proud of her. She's been clean and sober for more than TEN YEARS! That's HUGE!!

She is very serious about her health, her life and her happiness! And now she is able to bring a baby into this world!!!

I am confident in her ability to overcome any issues or trouble that might happen when her partner, Danielle, gives birth in December.

My prayers are with her and Danielle during this time. The first trimester is a cautious time and I know that my cousin is a very strong and loving lady. She will do everything necessary to take care of the people that she loves.

That's what matters. Love.

Here's to you, Cuz! Here's to your new baby and MY new cousin!

For good giggles,

And for serious studying, here's an old favorite,

Me, Phil Marlow and the house to myself...Mmm?

2008-04-06T14:50:00.000-07:00

Oh the joys of modern technology. I've said that before on many occassions, but this one is because I have the ability (and complete pleasure) of using my computer at my In-Laws house.

My husband, Mr Wonderful (most call him G$) has wired or networked their house so that his Dad can use his laptop all over the house.

That luxury allows me to be here (in Auburn, not Foresthill) while my girls are getting their nails done with Grandma- watching Bogie and Bacall over the top of my screen. Who doesn't love Phillip Marlow?

Tired?

2008-04-05T22:02:00.000-07:00

Imagine how SHE feels?

Try to get some sleep tonight!

Breakfast of Champions- for me, that is

2008-04-04T10:06:00.000-07:00

And this is most of the vitamins I need for an entire day! Herbalife Healthy Meal (vanilla), a dash (or dump) of their Nature's Raw Guarana Tea powder (NRG, get it? N-R-G?...Energy? funny?), a shot of Aloe, a buried banana, 8 or 16 oz of soy milk and sometimes a packet of protein mix (15g!).

It's 250 calories and only 1 gram of fat. The nutritional list is lengthy! On good days, my kids drink them before school.

It's 24 grams of an energetic protein BOOST to start my day! Because I'm not as educated as I'd like to be (though I eat ~fairly~ well) I found this site to help me:

http://www.healthcentral.com/diet-exercise/protein-intake-3074-143.html

Their survey states that this, fairly active Mom, needs 79 grams of protein a day.

I'm wishing now that I would have organized the photos better- more comical, like most of you. 1. Before mixing, 2. Mixing 3. Finished Glass- empty. That would have made this healthy meal as easy as 1,2,3. But, I'm still learning about Blog creativity too.

Make it a healthy day too!

Teach an old dog or new cat some tricks?

2008-04-03T15:15:00.000-07:00

How about how to vacuum the carpets?

ugh.

Malones in Malone

2008-04-02T21:19:00.000-07:00

We got a new car one summer, opened a map and found THIS! What a fantastic goal and a wonderful adventure!

Has anyone else had the same experience? The girls wrote wonderful postcards and we had a great time at the grocery store! There was no hotel, so we got snacks at the store, drove around a little, feeling like royalty- sort of.

It was facinating being a Malone in Malone.

Trouble in Paradise

2008-04-01T22:04:00.000-07:00

I don't know how to describe it. I'm sensing trouble is on the horizon.

This laptop needs a Spring cleaning or dusting. I guess. I really don't know.

I need Mr. Fix It to use it for an evening so that he can see what's up. Trying to describe what's wrong with the lap top is similar to describing trouble with a car to a mechanic.

I type faster than the machine sometimes and when I try to get a new tab on IE, I seem to wait for DAYS before it comes up. DAYS = less than 2 minutes?

It may be a quick-fix. I sure hope so cause I can't be productive without my lap top. Thank goodness for Mr. Fix it and thank goodness there are three others in this house, but none have MY stuff on them.

This blog took a lot longer to write than it normally does.

Maybe it's my lack of patience. No, it's can't be me- or can it?

I will schedule time with Mr. Fix it tomorrow morning and pray that it's good-to-go right after breakfast.

Sisterhood - My Own Reality Show

2008-03-31T21:18:00.000-07:00

I don't know about anyone else, but I had Algebra in High School (not Middle School).

Sister Bear, 6th grade, is in Pre-Algebra and Big Sister, 8th grade, is in Algebra One.

Sister Bear has zero patience with herself when she has a problem she can't easily figure out. I sat at the table with them today;

I think Sister Bear's added frustration was Big Sister's LACK of homework. I tried to reason with SBs frustration (and slight immaturity), and reminded her that I CAN NOT help. That's different from WILL NOT. With the last drop of her book to the table, Big Sis stepped up to pinch hit for me. Thankfully, Big Sister was able to help with great patience. The skill of most teachers.

My experience having two girls is very educational. I don't have 'Sister' experience, I'm between two brothers and that's a whole other education!

Sisters are amazing.
They love each other dearly.
They fight like cats & dogs
They share clothes
They share secrets
They share a dog
They share a cat
They share parents
They share the front seat of the car
They share the plug for their lap tops

They don't need much reminding that their relationship is one of the most important ones they will have in their lives.

It's a bit embarassasing that I can no longer help them with their homework. But it makes a parent proud when the oldest can push aside her priorities to help her sister.

I'll just continue on my merry way, driving through the world of the internet, watching on demand TV on the web, making sure things get done so that I can have the appropriate sister at the appropriate practice on time.

Pretty soon, I'll share that with them. Until then, I'm enjoying the view from here,

Website of Wisdom

2008-03-30T14:45:00.000-07:00

G$ likes to spend lots of quality time on his computer. He's made many discoveries for us and it's his primary form for news and entertainment.

He found a great website that he shared with our girls. His forwarding note to them is, 'this is all you need to know and your parents endorse 1 & 18.

It's worth sharing and H. Jackson Brown Jr gets all the credit:

21 Suggestions for Success

1. Marry the right person. This one decision will determine 90% of your happiness or misery.
2. Work at something you enjoy and that’s worthy of your time and talent.
3. Give people more than they expect and do it cheerfully.
4. Become the most positive and enthusiastic person you know.
5. Be forgiving of yourself and others.
6. Be generous.
7. Have a grateful heart.
8. Persistence, persistence, persistence.
9. Discipline yourself to save money on even the most modest salary.
10.Treat everyone you meet like you want to be treated.
11.Commit yourself to constant improvement.
12.Commit yourself to quality.
13.Understand that happiness is not based on possessions, power or prestige, but on relationships with people you love and respect.
14.Be loyal.
15.Be honest.
16.Be a self-starter.
17.Be decisive even if it means you’ll sometimes be wrong.
18.Stop blaming others. Take responsibility for every area of your life.
19.Be bold and courageous. When you look back on your life, you’ll regret the things you didn’t do more than the ones you did.
20.Take good care of those you love.
21.Don’t do anything that wouldn’t make your Mom proud.

You can print the list right from the website: http://www.21suggestions.com

I've got the music in me, does she?

2008-03-29T16:50:00.000-07:00

Sister Bear has been invited to a(nother) birthday party. -lots of friends with birthdays this month...

There was the birthday party at the miniature golf course...girls and boys (all classmates, all friends- plenty of adults)

Then there was the scavenger hunt at the local mall... no boys- plenty of girls and the mothers who drove them

The party tonight is different. The birthday girl has a twin brother- who has a different group of friends... 'Different' is that term that we use when we're not-quite-sure about them.

It involves -dancing- (DUM DA DUM)

She's nervous. She thinks she can't dance. She's been in her room with the radio on (her buddy Tibby told her to turn the tunes up loud in her room and have fun to practice)

I went down stairs a few times and showed her my best guess (I'm just a little older than 40) of what dancing could be.

No Saturday Night Fever here! I've got the music in me! I'm a rocker at heart and love good music.

I can hope that Sister Bear steps out of her comfort zone and finds her groove.

Where does the time go?

2008-03-28T22:51:00.000-07:00

How does 11:00pm arrive so quickly? This is one of those days when I feel as though I -just- sat down.

I did just sit down and it IS time for bed. Everyone is awake. Why?

So much for quiet time for Mom & Dad... the girls aren't even acting like they are tired.

The dog is even awake. At my feet right now, making the noise that she does and wagging her tail. Is she kidding? She may not be, and if I don't let her out for one last tinkle, she may end up making me clean up a mess tomorrow.

I'm alone in my quest for rest, Big Sister is playing with the dog, Sister Bear is playing with her phone and G$ is on the other lap top.

Sure, there was a time in my life when 11pm meant- party! Going to bed (to sleep) was usually 2am. I didn't value sleep as much.

Now I NEED it. Now it makes me HAPPY.

Ok, good night then- Mom is outta here!

Night and Day

2008-03-27T20:54:00.000-07:00

Same sex, different priorities.

One cares (sometimes to the point of immature stress) about her skin, worrying about the slightest blemish, dark circles and bad breath.

The other, she's in her own world. I believe she cares about the latest fashion, her hair style, and if her cell phone has enough batteries for our 3 hour ride home.

One grooms regularly, brushes her teeth slowly and carefully.

The other, she does groom herself- but her teeth are suffering. She has decided that a 45 seconds to a minute is enough time to rush through taking care of her teeth.

It worries me, but she's old. The last few dentist visits, I insisted that he speak to HER directly about his assessment of the health of her teeth.

When do they catch on? When does the obvious become important?

As a former teenage girl myself, I can confidently speak from the greatest experience. I have SO 'been-there-done-that'! Blemishes, body odor, latest fashion, hair care, friends (no cell phones in my day though)- but why can't she see it as important?

The one that cares, care SO much that she bought a high tech toothbrush with a timer.

I've purchased extra brush heads to the other can use it- how easy is it to brush for two stinking minutes when your toothbrush has a built in timer?

What else do I do? I am perceived as a nag when I gently remind her about her mouth, slowly and carefully brushing. But her response is, 'I know Mom, but I have other things I worry about' (besides your teeth falling out?)

It's so hard for me to ignore. It's very hard for me NOT to follow her into the bathroom and stand there for two minutes. It's very hard for me NOT to brush her teeth MYSELF.

I could be considered one of those obsessive people- especially when the kids were young. Hygiene was the Lesson of Life that we spent a lot of time doing! I brushed their teeth myself for a long time. It was hard for me to let THEM do it.

She's KNOWS she needs to brush for two minutes. She KNOWS she needs to floss. She KNOWS that swollen and bleeding gums are a huge warning sign that there's trouble ahead.

She is old enough that I am no longer the bad mother when she visits the dentist. She's almost old enough to drive herself there. It is her responsibility to take care of herself- I wonder at what point she'll realize that means INSIDE as well as OUT.

I wish more people read this blog- I'd love to know, from those parents with lazy teens- what has worked? Are you in the same boat? Or has your cruise ship set sail for smooth and healthy waters?

Over The River and Through The Woods...

2008-03-26T20:18:00.000-07:00

The girls and I are visiting my parents. It's nice to be able to visit, the girls are on Spring Break and my parents are semi-retired.

My Dad's a happy man - married for 48 years to the same lady, had three charming kids (or at least 1 and two boys), a proud Grandfather of two girls and a boy, long time devoted District Administrator of Little League- and thanks to my brother, he's done it all- or at least all he needs to do.

I gave my parents the first grandkids (2 girls), my younger brother gave them the first grandson and my older brother gave my Dad a day at Yankee Stadium.

It's pretty even. But my Mom is not a Yankee fan so she's waiting patiently.

March Madness

2008-03-25T21:08:00.000-07:00

My brother becoming a father has been a wonderful change. Before parenthood, he was active and busy in the Army, working to save money and pay off his house. He spent 16 months in Kuwait and returned to find the live of his life shortly after that.

It's a change for the better, parenthood. He's part of our unique group now- nothing will be the same in his life.

Everything gets better. I remind him of that often. He spent the first few weeks with his son not sleeping through the night, it was a struggle, and now it's fine.

We laugh at the idea that kids should come with Instruction Manuals. I have two girls, my experiences are similar- to a point. My nephew had an experience that my girls NEVER had at four months old. But my husband is NOT my brother, heck, we don't even have cable.

I expect my Kindergarten, my nephew will no more than most. Good for him- maybe it's an early sign of a very successful, lucrative career.

Through my brother's eyes... new father and anxious educator in sports, I guess.

Education Vacation

2008-03-24T20:29:00.000-07:00

It's the first day of Spring Break. Of course, last night the kids were making plans for the week. Busy Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday & Friday!

So today was MY day. Well, rather it was OUR day.

We share a love of movies. We love our Netflix account because we ALWAYS have a good movie to watch! And if it's not good (rare) we just drop it in the mailbox and wait for our next one in the mail! It's a very convenient business for our area. We live 11 miles from the nearest city (more than 5k people) and 7 miles the other way to town. Renting DVDs in town means $2.99 a NIGHT (UGH! We pay more in gas driving back and forth!).

Our movie today was a classic. Anne of the Thousand Days.

The girls enjoyed and learned from it. Big Sister loves that time period and enjoys telling the extended history facts that aren't shared in the movie. Sister Bear enjoys the beautiful colors and flowing dresses.

They both agree that the justice system has a lot to be desired. They also feel as though I would have been in big trouble (having TWO girls and ZERO boys).

After dinner, they continued their education watching Cate Blanchett's performance as Elizabeth.

It's a good start to their week from school.

Easter Eggs, Undies and Socks

2008-03-23T20:59:00.000-07:00

Just when you think your kids are too old, or assume they won’t want to participate in the ’expected’ traditions of coloring eggs, hiding and hunting... they surprise you.

Sister Bear and I cooked every egg in the fridge last night- came out with 18.

I set up the coloring station (keeping in mind that Sister Bear and Messy are sometimes synonymous, but she also lives by the motto that a messy kitchen is the sign of a good cook! -for THAT I’m thankful) The coloring pack came with a magic crayon and SB’s artzi side came out.

I put everything away last night and counted 15 eggs.

Where was Big Sister? It wasn’t her thing this year- the decorating part.

SB woke up this morning at 6:30am asking, "when are we going to hunt for eggs?" Geez... can we sleep in for about 3 more hours?? Please??

Big Sister graced us with her presence this morning sometime after 9am. Some of the first words out of her mouth surprised me. ’When are we going to hunt for eggs?’ It hasn’t reached the point of them being too old, I guess.

Grant and I set out to hide (him with the eggs, me with the notepad, Staci with the nose and desire to help) 15 left over eggs.

Their hunt was completed by 10:30am and both girls had different chocolate packages open. Okay, Breakfast. fine.

They quickly found their favorite spots on the couch, close to their laptops and their day was beginning.

Mine too- I’m almost done with laundry.

Yippee - Happy Easter.

Photo Opp

2008-03-22T22:28:00.000-07:00

I'm on Sister Bear's computer and was happy to find a picture that took priority for me (and those few readers) above any topic or idea for today I may have had ready.

It's significant when your kids can do things on the computer, with programs on the computer- and we can't. She found this picture of herself with the pooch (the one named after their Barbies). She added all the colors, even the necklace and bracelet!

It's a funny look at her sense of humor. In the picture itself and what she did to it.

She is charming, that's for sure. I'm certain she gets that from me. Unless you ask her Dad.

Memorial & Celebration

2008-03-21T21:23:00.000-07:00

Early morning. We met with the local friends at the hall where we'd have our friend's memorial service today.

Wonderful, beautiful weather. It was a dressed down occasion (he wouldn't approve of people in black- OR dressed up) I wore shorts, my hubby said he couldn't. There was all sorts of outfits. T-shirts, jeans, shorts, long sleeve, bowling shirts too, mechanic shirts.

A celebration of a life today; taken away from his family after spending 46 years on this Earth.

A memorial of a son, brother, nephew, husband, father, friend.

He touched many, many lives. The building held 170 and there was easily more than 200 people there.

Pictures, tears, memories, stories, laughter, more tears.

We are back home now, enjoying each others company, drinking a raspberry vodka/7 up in his honor (and beacuse it's been a long, LONG week).

Love those close to you. Be thankful for each day. Don't look back, look ahead. Hug often. Love lots. Smile and cherish every moment.

Thank you for your friendship Larry. You were an honest & kind man. We valued your friendship and were so very, very thankful that we could take our broken car to your house and have you fix it for us. We were happy to drive back over and get it.

We will do our best to make sure that Beth and the girls get through this time. We will support them in every way possible. Jennifer is graduating from High School in June. Jessica is moving into 10th grade.

Our lives are richer for knowing you. We are lucky to have been able to call you our friend. I'm only sorry we didn't know you sooner.

I agree with your good friend who stood in front of all us in his light blue mechanic shirt and made us realize - God must have needed something fixed or needed a mechanic, because he took the best one around.

Good Medicine

2008-03-20T22:04:00.000-07:00

We met at 5pm today. Skipped the Varsity Volleyball for a unique experience - 3rd annual Powder Puff Football at the High School.

Our friend was even there! Her daugher was on the Freshman team and her Senior is a photographer.

Lots of friends crowded around her - hugs, cookies & brownies from the snack bar and girls playing football!

It was a good time! The highlite of the game, besides the Freshman/Senior team beating the Junior/Sophomore by 14, was the half time event.

Four Sophomore BOYS dressed in their best skirts, tank tops, tights, and hair ribbons doing a choreographed routine on the field! Those boys can dance!

What a hoot! Everyone laughed- everyone enjoyed watching the boys- and eating brownies.

Our friend was happy, she was cheering for her daughter and talking with everyone- it was an encouraging sign that she's really trying to make the best of an awful situation and she's doing the best thing for herself and her kids - getting out of the house, getting back to life's activities, not forgetting, but trying to be around friends and having a good laugh.

It is the best medicine sometimes.

Pictures, an educational experience

2008-03-19T21:17:00.000-07:00

I'm learning- in so many ways- not to take things in life for granted.

I took ownership of getting a picture enlarged for the service Friday. I had previously contacted the local 'copy shop' and received comforting information over the phone. It sounded simple - 1.2.3. done.

Well (deep breath) I walk in with his picture. Young clerk (boy) does his job and offers to help. I pass the photo across the counter and explain. Funeral, Friday.

Then it started. The questions.

How big? How soon? Laminated? Glossy? Trim the Edges?

Ugh. Friday, Funeral. Isn't there a 'package' that I can buy? I can't be the first person asking for this type of request. How come I don't know the answer to these questions?

Well (deep breath) I start attempting to answer his questions. Before I could stop myself, the tears came.

It felt like I was two people- one asking, How can this be happening? Why can't I answer the man's (scratch) boy's questions? And one person blubbering at the counter, answering, apologizing.

'Okay, sign here ma'am to confirm that you understand....'
..Uh, WHAT?!?

I was done after that- out to the safety and privacy of my car.

Within an hour the picture was done. 11x17 non-glossy, on a foam board that can be inserted into a frame later.

My friend loved it. She said her girls would love it too and they'd find the perfect frame and wall to hang it.

I think this 'copy shop' should have a document to hand people in my situation. It would outline all the details needed to enlarge a photo and advise all the questions that need to be answered.

Under these circumstances, the less words we have to say, the better.

A Better Place

2008-03-18T21:40:00.000-07:00

Talked to my friend this morning. I was heading to the store and wanted to ask her (or anyone in the house) if they were low on supplies.

I noticed, immediately, her voice was hopeful, a bit cheerful. Her sister was with her. They were looking through photos of her husband, making the painful decision of which one to enlarge at his service and she sounded happy.

She poked fun at her husband's love for beer and said she needed toilet paper.

She told another friend of ours, I'm in a good place today.

It's one day at a time for sure. Each day will be different for a very long time, I imagine. It helps all of us to hear our friend sound better.

So many people care, so many people helping. I talked to three friends and each of us are taking care of something to help our friend. We aren't duplicating each others efforts and we are all working on tasks, events, ideas that help this grieving family now and in the future. Friends know what to do. Receiving calls and cards, answering questions, checking in. We take care of each other. Especially in time of need.

Friends=Family ~ a synonymous term.

Only Monday -

2008-03-17T22:48:00.000-07:00

Our lives are in a slow moving fog. Responding to devastating events of Saturday. Floating through the day, doing what we can to help, not neglecting own four walls and things waiting for our attention.

Things around the house can wait. I know they'll get done. If someone needs to wear THAT pair of pants, sure we can all use the equipment that washes the clothes, but until then... they wait. The dishes should be done, otherwise we risk the cat trying to clean them with her tongue.

But we can't forget, we can't imagine the thoughts in the minds of our friends, their kids.

We don't want to be selfish. They wouldn't think that- it's all in our head. We can be happy, it's okay.

Life's not fair sometimes. We need to enjoy what we have- be happy with our health and make sure we keep our loved ones close.

Time is on our side right now, it feels like it's going really slow. That can be helpful if we're really to heal.

While we're waiting, patiently- keep kissing and hugging and reminding and calling those we love.

It's important before time starts to move so fast that we lose track again. Until then, let's enjoy our time.

Friends

2008-03-16T22:40:00.000-07:00

The power of friendship is hard to beat. Right behind the love of family, it's the best thing ever.

I spent a few hours at my friend's house today, my friend who lost her husband in the most horrible accident ever-right in their front yard yesterday afternoon.

Tears, hugs, heartache, listening to recounts, trying to comfort.

Her husband is gone. Just like that. Her two daughters have lost their father. The family is missing a piece.

What now?

Friends.

We can't bring him back, we know that. We are grieving also. We are crying at home, and crying when we see you. We are crying listening to the complete pain that you and your kids are going through.

We can help. We do laundry. We do dishes. We answer phone call, after phone call, after phone call. We take all the wrinkled tissues off the table and replace them with a plate of brownies (doesn't chocolate cure almost everything?).

Helping is healing for us. We will do our best to help you. It is what we do- as friends.

Friends, Family, Loss

2008-03-15T20:36:00.000-07:00

We lost a friend today. We are sad, shocked, upset, sick. We are sharing this news with our family, hugging, crying, grieving.

We don't want to take anything for granted. We don't want to lose any precious moments. We want to make sure that the people we love know how we feel about them- every minute of every day.

It's a time when I can't figure out what to say except I can't sweat the small stuff.

Don't worry about the dishes.
Sit on the couch and talk to the kids.

Don't worry about cleaning the bathroom.
Share a hug with your spouse.

Don't worry about the little stuff.

Love, Hug, Smile, Cherish, Hold, Kiss, Talk, Play, Support, Enjoy, not often- but Always.

Party Pressure

2008-03-14T22:34:00.001-07:00

Sister Bear was at a party today.

Her buddy turned TEEN.

Buddy's Mummy created an elaborate idea involving the mall - and clever scavenger hunt.

The bar just went UP for the rest of us.

Gone are the days of kids around the kitchen table eating cake and playing Pin the Tail on the Donkey.

I admire her creativity. Sister Bear's 12th was a day at the Mall- that's it. Shopped til they dropped.

Pressure's on out there, I'm just glad that I have 9 more months before I have to worry!

What's YOUR Party like?

Clean Up, Clean Up

2008-03-13T13:33:00.000-07:00

I remember growing up being asked (or told) to clean my room. I remember clearing the table after dinner, cleaning the bathroom (I loved organizing my Mom's cupboard- shampoo, perfume, soaps).

I remember when my idea of cleaning a room meant to remove all scattered items from sight. That meant lifting the bedspread and using my arms as a push broom- whoosh! All gone and shoved tightly under the bed. "Sure Dad, it's clean- come look"

I've got my own challenges now.

Discussions erupted yesterday after Big Girl lost her patience after finding various items on the bottom of the shower (razor, shampoo cap) after Sister Bear had her turn.

The tone of their argument and my intervention was like a play ground slide- straight up and then down...

Of course, each believes that they have the biggest and most sensible reason for being unnerved, impatience, frustrated.

Until I came in and calmly made them see the big picture. My picture.

It's all part of growing up- becoming old enough to take care of your own things and those things around you.

At what age are they (was I) old enough?

With each in their own room, I was able to calm Big Girl and remind her of a few things regarding roles & responsibilities. I also pointed a few things that Big Girl overlooked or ignored about herself.

Sister Bear is a bit more sensitive and gets upset when Big Girl starts to sound Bossy (or Mom like?). She was already in bed and trying to focus on her latest novel. It's always helpful to talk AT my kids- not DOWN to them. So, on my knee, leaning on her bedside, I was able to share my big picture with her also.

Within moments, Big Sister was in the door way wishing to say Good Night to both of us. History has shown that it's an indicator that she's sorry and wishes to give out loves and hugs.

It's an easy fix. Here's a bit of the summary. To some, it might be logical.

Pick up your own stuff when you are done using it.
If you drop something, pick it up.
If you open a wrapper (band aid for example), open a box with deodorant in it- throw it away.
If you are done with the shower, make sure your clothes (shoes, belts) are off the floor.

The list could go on. But I believe they are getting it- slowly but surely. I take responsibility for their frustrations, because I believe that had I taught/enforced that rule/law sooner, it wouldn't be an issue.

I like to discuss with them that my role is to teach them how to be responsible adults. And if they imagine life in the future (like a dorm room for example) would they want to be their own room mate?

Motherhood. It's the hardest job ever. I am far from perfect.

But the laughter and hugs out number the frustrations and loud voices so that is an indication to me that it's pretty close.

Mr. Fix-It!

2008-03-12T22:02:00.000-07:00

My lap top is great, but lately- its s l o w w w w .... Maybe not that slow, but most of my actions required two clicks- breath, and maybe another click.

Well, Super Husband to the rescue!

He does stuff that I can't even describe. I do know that whatever he did to my lap top, he did to each in this house in less than an hour.

Some type of card that is small and only cost $10! Apparently, said card, used to cost hundreds of dollars.

Well, he saved us that (and always does) cause we would have had to drive 70 miles round trip and paid a specific charge for someone to look at the computer and then pay for them to upgrade or fix it.

I think it's a memory card. I know that I'm thankful that he's so good with our computers.

I wish I could find a cute graphic to post too. Superman, a cartoon graphic that suggests Mr. Fix It- maybe the Maytag Repair Man?

Either way, no matter what the cartoon, he's our family Computer Doctor and we're very happy and thankful that he's always IN.

Reality- Emotions- Tears, Mothers, LIFE

2008-03-11T20:11:00.000-07:00

I'm not feeling old- I'm feeling an enormous sense of panic.

Big Girl is graduating from 8th grade in June. She's a 14yr old, mature, charming, kind, shy, sensitive young lady. She impresses me with her thoughts, looks and attitude toward life with every passing day. I love her so much and tell her constantly. I give her a longer leash and she easily returns home.

Sister Bear, who turned 12 before Christmas, is accomplishing more than most kids her age and thinks about so many things that I'm always surprised about- I have to remind myself, she's only 12? She's serious, kind, loving, thoughtful, sensitive, funny (so funny- she makes all of us laugh)- and is paving a wonderful road to success in her future.

They are growing up and we can't stop them. Tonight, I listened to our Principal describe the process for graduation and I started to panic. I don't want to miss anything.

We enjoy looking back, and we all look forward to a wonderful, rewarding future.

Lost in LOST

2008-03-10T13:19:00.000-07:00

I haven't seen any of the new episodes, until today. I just finished the episode called 'Eggtown'.

It's addicting, compelling, creepy! I was shocked to learn a few secrets- my boy, Sayid- of ALL people!?!?

And KATE! It left me wondering, 'how the heck?'

I love (absolutely) being able to log onto which ever network and get caught up on my favorite shows! It's a blessing with commercials only being 30 seconds- it's a bad thing for my productivity though, especially with this show!

If you don't have high speed internet, you can always get Lost if you need to!

Mother Lion, Queen Bee

2008-03-09T22:23:00.000-07:00

Since I was able to be released from the corporate world in 2003, my employment has included various types of home businesses; kitchen gadgets, environmentally friendly products, wellness products, running errands, permit expediting, yard duty for 7th & 8th graders, and (the most challenging) teaching Japanese kids to speak better English! I might be considered a 'contractor' by trade. If it suits me, I can do whatever pays me well. (and legal, doesn't involve getting naked- RIGHT!)

I may have landed a real doo-zee (real word?). I have accept the challenge to manage our community swimming pool. Mmmmm.

I will be BOSS (NOT Mother) to 13 teenagers who will become certified Life Guards. Mmmmm...

Our community is small. The swimming pool is run by volunteers and donations. It's heated by solar and is full of snow in the winter.

I expect my relationship with my STAFF (Teens, don't laugh!) will be fine. I'm a down-to-earth person.

I expect to have plenty of conversations (or confrontations) with PARENTS. (frightful face with hands on cheek- Ahhhhhh!)

Our family has been involved with our community Swim Team for 5 years. We understood early, that the team is part of a recreation district which means, the kids swim in races- for fun.

Arg, that F word. Some parents refuse to hear it, say it, or realize it once their children (future Olympians?) get in the pool. Or even BEFORE they get in the pool!

"Too many cooks.." Remember that one? It's totally the case, right now the league is 2 months from starting and I have received my offical FIRST parent complaint!

(applause!)

This parent wants to be the first to make it known that she does NOT support the (my) choice of our Swim Team coach.

How much I want to say, 'Listen Beotch! Your kid is such a brat and I've seen how she behaves and dresses at school!'

But I won't.

It's my new JOB, remember? It's the first of possibly many I expect to receive over the summer (at least until August 13 when school starts).

So, I'm doing research on the history of the pool, the pool board, their meetings, agreements, votes, bylaws- whatever I need to do in order to reply to this parent to put her mind at ease that the coach is qualified (and the ONLY person who has shown interest).

Oh, and this parent? Her OTHER teen is my employee... yippee?

Maybe I should stock my supply room..."Get more flies with honey..."

And I know WHO will get the first one!

'Thanks for your feedback, have a wonderful day!'

Home School myself?

2008-03-08T14:51:00.001-08:00

It might come to that. The latest news is that California will not recognize home school kids being taught by parents who are not credentialed.

My daughter is home schooling herself (with some help from me) through an online study course. No books, no arguments. Easy. She asks me for help- I log on and (essentially) learn with her to try and figure out how to answer her question. Sure, I have the answers- but the information on the website really helps us (learn- that's the point, right?) to find the answer.

I'm learning too! Yesterday it was bilateral tapeworm thingies. Today, she's doing well on her own cause it's about insects. She likes bugs.

But, if this law is going to impact our life, then it might be trouble. Our goal is unusual- and I hope that the administration at our local school will support me in my efforts (since we are six months into it).

You can find information about the latest news - it might be trouble or not, I'm not sure yet. That's where more learning will come in handy.

Look up Time (dot) com under a clever title, Criminalizing Home Schoolers. It's worth reading if you are one of thousands.

Something I might have to invest in later (depending on the outcome), but if I can't home school my kid- can I home school myself?

Ferocious Border Collie

2008-03-07T20:11:00.000-08:00

An oxymoron for sure! Especially if we're talking about MY Border Collie.

She wants to be ferocious... sometimes. Generally, she's happy. Some people have commented that she looks like she smiles. No one is a stranger to Staci Jennifer. Every delivery person loves her, most of the neighbors love her (notice I said MOST), our cat even loves her NOW (that relationship took a while)

But, when it comes to things that move around in the dark at night, outside the parameter of our underground fence, she barks. We wonder if she's sending a message, 'hey, come in here, let's play!'

As parents, we learn when our kids are young- they have distinct cries...Right? The tired cry, the hungry cry, the pain cry, the mad cry. I don't know about your kids, but ours used a different tone each time.

When Staci goes outside to bark (or talk) to an animal we can (or can't) see, we can tell the friendly, defensive, playful bark. And you can hear her almost say the word BARK, BARK.

But when the creature is bigger, like a bear for example- her bark is different. It comes from a different part of her stomach, very distinct. It sounds like she is saying the word, WOOF.

We haven't heard that bark all winter- it's almost time again. Spring is right around the corner and those beautiful creatures will be out again, looking for a neighbor trash can to drop on the ground, or to steal our birdseed (and sometimes the feeder!).

We love the underground fence. It keeps the dog safe from those hateful neighbors, but it doesn't keep the bears out. We love the wildlife too, as long as we can watch them from inside our house.

I'd rather clean a toilet-

2008-03-06T21:58:00.000-08:00

-than clean the blinds.

I've got the toilet thing dialed in..

How do you clean yours blinds? If you've got it figured out, wanna trade? I'll clean your toilet!

Mother's Little Helper

2008-03-06T16:49:00.000-08:00

There's always a season or two during the year when we spend a lot of time driving back and forth to practices and the girls spend little time at home.

Today is a good example, both kids get out of school at 3:00pm, one has play practice until 4:30pm, the other has volleyball at 5:00pm and the play practice kid has basketball at 7:00pm.

So both kids are home at some point, but not together until basketball is over at 8:30pm! That's way too late for a sit-down dinner with all four of us. It would be silly to make the volleyball child wait an 90 minutes before she's allowed to eat.

To avoid having too much breakfast for dinner- not that it's a bad thing everyone once in a while-I love Mother's Little Helper!

It's a brilliant invention! It also allows me to be creative during the day - since I am good on time before 3pm, and the family eats healthy, tasty meals at night! (no matter what time they get home)

My kids are getting more comfortable in the kitchen and they enjoy weekends of creative crock-pot dinners where they either find a good recipe to try or various cans in the pantry and bags of frozen or fresh veggies in the fridge to toss in and let the machine do all the work.

That's what I like - someone else doing all the work!

Beverages

2008-03-05T19:11:00.001-08:00

I'm a drinker- socially, it's usually the strong stuff- water, maybe I add ice or a lemon wedge if I'm really ready to party.

There are some afternoons when water won't do. Like today, busy morning, big lunch and I'm back home waiting for the fish tacos and black beans to settle. (Where are my sweats?)

This afternoon, it'll be a nice glass of ice cold Aloe Vera Juice.

Simple, fresh and natural. My stomach will thank me sooner than later!

Kids, Kids, Kids

2008-03-04T17:42:00.000-08:00

I'm home most of the day playing on the computer, doing chores, walking the dog, running errands or something else of importance.

No matter what I'm doing, where I am, I always wish my kids were with me. Grant too (that goes without saying). But the girls- 12 & 14, their smiles, laughs, hugs, cuddles- I am usually anxious to bring them home.

But, there are some days when they the laughing, loving, hugging girl(s) don't come home. Well, let me clarify that- the loving, hugging, cuddles girl(s) come home, but if some LITTLE thing goes against what they ASSUMED should happen- like ME making popcorn when they/she is perfectly capable.... POOF! The cherub has left the building.

In her place, well... Maleficent. Or someone evil, stomping around the kitchen in brooding silence, opening and closing doors... ignoring the Evil Destroyer of Fun (that's me, if you didn't catch on). An outsider would think that I have just denied them/her access to riches beyond her wildest dreams, an all expense paid trip to Madison Avenue to shop- or a sleepover with Hannah Montana.

It's just popcorn. (I say to myself) And you are more than able & capable of making it yourself (I said out loud before she turned against me and everything I stand for.)

We wonder what goes on in their growing minds, what makes them so certain that their behavior is right. Sure, she is holding her ground and not budging. She wanted to have popcorn, and wanted me to make it. There's got to be a life lesson in her mind, somewhere.

We love them/her no matter what or how they behave. Yes, she's mad- or frustrated- or starving for the ultimate, her favorite snack of all times. But she's growing a bit of stubbornness (from her sister, I think) that won't let her back down.

I think one of these would be great for her to have... then she can let the machine do it! Just like the movies!

I'm easier, she's enough for me.

We've got to admit, it's getting better....

2008-03-03T11:48:00.001-08:00

Almost 70 degrees in the Sierra Foothills today! Our windows are open and I'm enjoying the fresh & crisp air passing through the house.

Dinner time is challenge lately, especially during the cold or rainy weather. But now, it's so tempting to get outside and light up the grill for tonight's meal.

Barbecues.com has an amazing selection of BBQs for every size family, yard and budget! Barbecues.com is the ultimate source for the outdoor entertaining. Buy grills, smokers, barbecues, grilling accessories, outdoor furniture, outdoor lighting, statues, weathervanes, fountains, pool products, fireplaces, patio heaters, pest control products, mailboxes, hammocks & much more. All the renowned brand names are there, such as Weber, Brinkmann, DCS, Fire Magic, Tyndale, UniFlame, Brass Baron, Bradley Smoker, and many more.

The warm weather will -stay- here before we know it, if you're an outdoor dining ehtusiast, this is the place for YOU too!

Hobby that even I can DO!

2008-03-03T11:42:00.001-08:00

Beading is an enjoyable hobby and the best part is that it's inexpensive to get started. And I appreciate that it's not too difficult to learn. Sometimes I feel like I'm all thumbs- beading changed that thought. I like to bead because it's a fun activity that I can share with my girls and enjoy watching them express their creativity.

Before I started this newest hobby, I learned about the basics for my first few projects. I researched and drove around to the few bead shops in our area. Some of the shops were helpful and some were not.

I came home to my trusty computer and went on a search in my slippers. I was happy to find a family owned company with a website that fascinated me. BeadRoom.com

BeadRoom.com ships anywhere within the U.S. for less than $10! They stand behind each purchase with a 30 day -100% guarantee - return policy. I appreciate that! I find comfort in knowing that people stand behind their products. Why does the beadroom.com care? Because they are bead lovers also!

BeadRoom.com has a large selection of beautiful glass beads, Czech, Japanese, Vintage glass and crystal.

Click on the links above and enjoy your tour and dreaming of your next project!

Fresh and Clean?

2008-03-02T18:30:00.000-08:00

I feel like a balloon. It's Sunday and our usual weekend dinner with the family was not interupted by basketball so we went to the golf course and dined on their excellent fish & chips.

Most who know me are shocked to read that I ate fish- yes. But! I did ask for the spinach salad initally, and at that time of day (1hr before closing) they had run out. It was hard to imagine why, because when we got there at 5pm, we were completely alone in the dining room. Each of us could have picked 6 different tables to enjoy our dinner and probably removed our shoes to put our feet in the other chairs and no one would have cared.

Now that dinner is done, we all feel the need to flush out- the food was good, too good to empty the plate! But good enough to make us lose ourselves and feel the need to lay down after we got home.

I feel the need to make a vegetable juice drink and get rid of the toxins and fish & chips that are pushing on the walls of my tummy. I need to regain that pep in my step!

Anyone can do it- and most any veggie works. I find an apple or two, handful of spinach, handful of carrots and a beet (my favorite), some aloe, apple juice and water then I'm all set. But that's my own recipe- sometimes if thick and sometimes I can drink it with a straw.

I found THE book for next time,

Recipe varieties that are quite easy to follow!

The right equipment is half the battle- you need a machine like the professionals use,

This is THE best! Everything goes in! And the only thing to clean are the blades- and that's easy too! Fill the cannister with hot water and soap, and turn it on!

But the VitaMix does more than drinks, it spins so fast it makes hot soup and sauces!

My kids like the sweeter options- frozen or fresh fruit, yogurt, juice and ice.

That's our Breakfast, Lunch or Dinner of Champions!

These are a few of my favorite things...

2008-03-01T12:58:00.000-08:00

I Love New York! What a thrill it was to be in the city! The motto I had heard about, '...city that never sleeps...' seemed so true! We arrived in Manhattan about 9:00pm.

I was immediately energized and excited to walk down Broadway! People, lights, taxi cabs, and we even had a celebrity sighting. It was so exciting! We stayed up until 4:30am and it didn't phase any of us.

Our time in the Big Apple was short, we packed in a much activity that our time could spare. What we didn't give enough time for was shopping on Madison Avenue.

Until now,

MadisonAvenueMall.com is just as exciting as walking on the streets of New York City! All the jewels, purses, fragrances and coats as we saw for that short time in Manhattan.

It's easy to fall in love with New York City all over again!

Arg...JUNK MAIL!!

2008-02-29T07:27:00.000-08:00

How does it happen? Or WHY does the SAME credit card company send us FOUR applications for the same card? FOUR different versions of our name!

There is one particular company that send an oversized heavy plastic folder as their envelope! It's supposed to look 'business-like' and professional. What is it, is a waste and completely annoying.

For the majority of our junk mail, I enjoy introducing the envelopes and their inserts to 'my little friend'....

For the others (not recycleable) I tear up the application and the plastic folder into small pieces and stuff it all into the self-addressed envelope (they are so nice to include) and SEND IT BACK!

It's a rewarding feeling, satisfaction guaranteed! Jump on my band wagon or find your own 'little friend'....

Uniquely Their Own

2008-02-28T17:33:00.000-08:00

I love my nephews! I have two girls so I enjoy exploring gift options for the four of them- the oldest started driving this month.

My brother's son is just 3 months old and I love him the most! My brother and his wife gave him a unique name, charming, flexible- but different. My brother uses his initals, his wife called him by name.

To satisfy this, I was excited to find Personal Creations. We can get D.J. a personalized gift for his 1st Easter that he can have forever!

I would love seeing him- in a year or two- hunting for Easter eggs with a basket all his own.

Personal Creations has so much more than baby items! Graduation, Religious, Photo purses, pets, Boss' Day, even Back to School! There's a lot to see and you can make anything your personal creation!

Hello? Motivation? Are you there? Hello???

2008-02-27T09:48:00.001-08:00

Is it lack of energy? Or is it the comfortable blanket, laptop desk, good podcasts and the satisfaction of knowing I can go for the next four hours and not need to say a WORD- unless it's to the dog or cat?

As I sit here, comfortable and enjoying myself, I look at the spiderwebs, dust bunnies, animal hair and the good quantity of dirt and stuff on the tile floor that seriously needs a good cleaning.

Why can't I get the help Cinderella or Snow White had? Is it because I can't sing?

I have plenty of time- I need the motivation...

Or maybe Trixie needs a friend... Yes! (my birthday is coming... think that would work?)

Brilliant idea! Now that's motivation! Trixie and her new friend... Alice?

Until I can convince those that matter, that we need to have Alice, I guess I'd better get up. Maybe the leaning couch cushion is motivation to get my butt off the furniture. After all, the rest of the family is working- on something, be it saving the world or the next chapter in their textbooks. It's only fair...

Yeah, brilliant.

Beyond pictures in a frame

2008-02-26T20:48:00.000-08:00

We're a big family- most of us, Father-in-law, Sister-in-law and I love to take pictures and share them with each other. It's fun to see (when two of us are taking the same shot)- who got the better one, best angle.

Last year for MIL, we purchased for her an amazing new technology so that she can see more than just one flat paper picture in a stylish frame.

A Digital Picture Frame allows DH's Mom to load various pictures onto a thumb drive and she can see a slide show all day. What a treat to see all of the pictures from our holiday at the beach! And the pictures of the kids in their Halloween costumes over the years!

She was touched with the gift and whenever we are there, we usually watch that instead of the TV. That's impressive cause they have cable and we don't! (but that's probably another days entry...)

Check out her new favorite toy,
It operates with a remote control and also plays movies.

Enjoy the gifts that never go out of style- family time is important, capture all your memories.

Change might help...

2008-02-25T21:06:00.000-08:00

I'm the type of person that enjoys vacuuming when I can hear -and see- the dirt and junk being sucked into the machine and loaded in our bagless canister. There's got to be a term for that, somewhere. Hyper Vacuumer Disorder? Or Compulsive Vacuumer? I like the compulsive, who knows if it's fitting or not.

In order to satisfy my fetish, we have a cool vacuum that has no bag- that way I can see the results of my efforts- clearly or clouded in the machine. Our machine is great- but big and vicious... it sucks up everything not nailed down. Because of this it's a bit heavy and hard to drive.

And because of that, I can't get my kids to vacuum without assistance to save my life.

But, there is hope.

At just 9 lbs, the Oreck XL could be the relief that this busy Mom needs to get the house vacuumed by someone else.

Make house cleaning easy with a new powerful Oreck XL® vacuum cleaner.

I'm starting to imagine myself now, outside, lawn chair, lap top and drink with cute umbrella in it... Listening to the whir of the vacuum and feeling good about the productivity and the kids learning independence.

Weather- missed us, sort of

2008-02-24T13:24:00.000-08:00

It seems as though the big storm that was expected yesterday, was reduced a bit. It's raining and a little windy, but we didn't need flashlights or candles last night.

What it seems we need now are blankets. It's a bit chilly and I'm so stubborn about turning on the propane heater for extended periods of time (feel sorry for my kids? I don't really- it's the $494 bill I had for January that totally annoyed me), I need to stock up on blankets.

My youngest has a habit of voicing her opinions, attitudes and concerns. She's also the one who walks around the house in the winter, barefooted.

She'll be excited to see what I found at SmartBargains.com, everyone's personal bargain shopper:

The kids wouldn't even get out of bed to know that the house is a bit chilly! Or better, I wouldn't get out of bed!

I can find everything for the home at SmartBargains.com, maybe darling daughter will enjoy shopping for slippers...or sweaters, or a pair of sweats? She may get so distracted with the bargains she finds, she'll forget her troubles! I imagine the low prices and free shipping would easily beat out any propane bill.

What a scrooge, uh? No, cause I can sure find a bargain when I need one!