It's true...
I can't embed this because it's too new on youtube...but watch this clip of "Britain's Got Talent"...
It will bring you joy, I promise.
Susan Boyle - Singer - Britains Got Talent 2009
See ya around...
Thursday, April 16, 2009
Monday, April 13, 2009
Drumroll, please...
Attention...may I have your attention...TAP TAP TAP...
Bear the Great...my child...the mighty...the photographer in these self and mommy portraits (6 words, "Get that old hag some makeup')...the artist formerly known as one of the ones with a full set of teeth...
The same Bear who we chased last week with shouts of "EWWW!!" "GA-ROSS!!" "You are giving me the creeps!" The one who insisted on showing us the convolutions of her loose tooth. And who, even when not actively trying to make her sisters squeal, still caused many a shudder because she definately looked a little odd...
This Bear has OFFICIALLY lost her very first tooth...She has crossed the threshold into that "I lost a tooth" status that seems so important to this set, where there are truely the haves and have nots.
Please forgive the crazed look...it was after bath, on the way to bed. Daddy had "helped" her brush her teeth and between the slight pain of the...um..."brushing" and the sheer excitement of the whole tooth fairy aspect, I was lucky to catch her on film (or digital media in this case).
And here is the tooth, preparing to be placed in the VERY official tooth cup. That cup was brought into our family from a local fast food restaurant during the first run of the LOTR: Fellowship of the Ring movie. Beanie found it WAY in the back of one of our cabinets when she lost her first tooth and it's been the official cup EVER since.
I will not go into the details of our tooth losing traditions. I know not who is reading or what they would think. But I will say, this is one of my current favorite milestones...it's nothing but funny to see how excited they are to get rid of those pearly whites.
See ya around...
Bear the Great...my child...the mighty...the photographer in these self and mommy portraits (6 words, "Get that old hag some makeup')...the artist formerly known as one of the ones with a full set of teeth...
The same Bear who we chased last week with shouts of "EWWW!!" "GA-ROSS!!" "You are giving me the creeps!" The one who insisted on showing us the convolutions of her loose tooth. And who, even when not actively trying to make her sisters squeal, still caused many a shudder because she definately looked a little odd...
This Bear has OFFICIALLY lost her very first tooth...She has crossed the threshold into that "I lost a tooth" status that seems so important to this set, where there are truely the haves and have nots.
Please forgive the crazed look...it was after bath, on the way to bed. Daddy had "helped" her brush her teeth and between the slight pain of the...um..."brushing" and the sheer excitement of the whole tooth fairy aspect, I was lucky to catch her on film (or digital media in this case).
And here is the tooth, preparing to be placed in the VERY official tooth cup. That cup was brought into our family from a local fast food restaurant during the first run of the LOTR: Fellowship of the Ring movie. Beanie found it WAY in the back of one of our cabinets when she lost her first tooth and it's been the official cup EVER since.
I will not go into the details of our tooth losing traditions. I know not who is reading or what they would think. But I will say, this is one of my current favorite milestones...it's nothing but funny to see how excited they are to get rid of those pearly whites.
See ya around...
Monday, April 6, 2009
The Hilarious Predicament of Skirts...
It's beginning to be spring here in Texas. This means some of the same things that it means in the rest of the country. Warmer temperatures and wild flowers are part of it indeed, but in Texas, we make these signs into a quartet of Ws by adding weather and WIND.
This story is REALLY about the wind.
Yesterday, we went to church, as is becoming our habit once again. Due to the warmer temperatures, both Beanie and I wore skirts. Because I help with the kid's song service, Bean and I left a little earlier than the rest of the family and so were alone.
Getting to the church was not that big a deal. I don't even think we noticed the wind much. But on the way home, because we were now a little later than the rest of the family (I also help with song service in the 2nd service...so Bubba takes the little girls home) we stopped to pick up take out for lunch and Bean WALKED into the store.
As she was getting out of the car, quite unexpectedly the wind blew right up Beanie's skirt. "WOOOOOOOOO", she squealed and clutched herself and then started laughing. I mean laughing so hard she could hardly walk especially with all the clutching of the skirt and the buffeting of the wind. Which, of course, got me gigglin'.
We finally got into the store...got the merriment under control and were standing calmly at the counter to order or pay or something (I truly forget at this point), when a man walked out the door behind us. The wind whipped in that open door and flipped BOTH of our skirts around...thankfully mine was longer so I mostly just got a draft...but there was Beanie, skirt flipping, squealing, clutching, blushing and now REALLY laughing because it'd happened to me, too. The man behind the counter lost it. Hilarity took over and reigned for close to a full minute...a really long time in a public place.
So hmmm...the moral of this story is ... Well, I don't know what it is. I should say that you shouldn't wear a skirt in the wind, but then the squeal comes back to my head..and the shrieks of laughter.
Maybe the moral is, you should ALWAYS get your 9 year old to wear a skirt in the wind...because it's funny, man...seriously funny.
See you around...
Further thoughts on the last few days...
Okay, so Grandma and Grandpa came and went.
This means much more than that statement says...first it means that even they can see that Beanie is stable...WOO HOO!!!
But it means something else too. It means the my Gram Marie is sick. She was admitted to the hospital because she fainted, it turned out that she had pneumonia. Apparently she just wasn't getting enough oxygen.
This has been very difficult for her...because, for one thing, she feels like CRUD. Let's lay it right out there. But for another, when you aren't getting enough oxygen, your brain doesn't work like it should, so all the stuff they are doing to help her get better is confusing to her and it makes her MAAA-AAD!
This is also hard on my Uncle K and Aunt M who are with her, helping her day by day as she struggles through this.
On the up side, there has been some progress with the pneumonia and as long as she is wearing her mask she is keeping her oxygen levels up where the doctors want them...but the levels drop if she even takes the mask off long enough for a drink or to put on a bit of chap stick.
So, I ask that you once again keep my family in your thoughts and prayers...for Gma and Gpa as they drive HOME (they should be there today) and then as they decide whether to drive or fly to Gram Marie and when. For Gram Marie herself for continued healing and that she may understand and to somehow be comforted. For Uncle K and Aunt M who are in a very joyful but difficult time living with and caring for Gram Marie. I know there is no place they would rather be than at her side, she is so loved...but I also know that these are tough days, please pray for strength as they do what they must.
See ya around...
This means much more than that statement says...first it means that even they can see that Beanie is stable...WOO HOO!!!
But it means something else too. It means the my Gram Marie is sick. She was admitted to the hospital because she fainted, it turned out that she had pneumonia. Apparently she just wasn't getting enough oxygen.
This has been very difficult for her...because, for one thing, she feels like CRUD. Let's lay it right out there. But for another, when you aren't getting enough oxygen, your brain doesn't work like it should, so all the stuff they are doing to help her get better is confusing to her and it makes her MAAA-AAD!
This is also hard on my Uncle K and Aunt M who are with her, helping her day by day as she struggles through this.
On the up side, there has been some progress with the pneumonia and as long as she is wearing her mask she is keeping her oxygen levels up where the doctors want them...but the levels drop if she even takes the mask off long enough for a drink or to put on a bit of chap stick.
So, I ask that you once again keep my family in your thoughts and prayers...for Gma and Gpa as they drive HOME (they should be there today) and then as they decide whether to drive or fly to Gram Marie and when. For Gram Marie herself for continued healing and that she may understand and to somehow be comforted. For Uncle K and Aunt M who are in a very joyful but difficult time living with and caring for Gram Marie. I know there is no place they would rather be than at her side, she is so loved...but I also know that these are tough days, please pray for strength as they do what they must.
See ya around...
It's a little lonely here...
The house is a little TOO quiet...
When I come downstairs at o'dark early, where is that little lady, sipping her cup of coffee and reading her book in her full length pajamas, fuzzy robe and slippers...?
When I'm up earlier than that, where is that fuzzy ol' guy trundling through the kitchen, squinching his eyes at me as he heads toward the bathroom...grumbling that I'm up too early and should go to bed...?
Where is that loud fan sound that makes me JUMP every.single.morning as they begin to shower and get going about their day...?
Where are the late night Wii bowling games where Bubba and I test our metal against two CHAMPIONS who have been bowling on leagues and such since before we were born...?
Where is the extra pair of hands that helped me with kids and a wheel chair...the one that worked SO hard with me to clear the garage so that our new freezer would fit...the same one who helped me DESTROY my school room and then did NOT help me pick it up...where'd she go???
What about that pair of hands that fixed my computer, shopped for my microphone, showed me how to set up my MP3 player with a guitar amp for accompanying the kids song service at church, AND most importantly showed me how to embed video for YOUR viewing pleasure, dear reader???
Where is the gossip? The gigggling?? The grunting???
HEY WAIT! WHY ARE THERE DISHES IN MY SINK? I distinctly remember there being NO dishes in my sink for the last 10 days...WHAT is going on here???
:(
Yes indeed, Grandma and Grandpa left on Saturday and things are a little lonely around here.
See you around...
When I come downstairs at o'dark early, where is that little lady, sipping her cup of coffee and reading her book in her full length pajamas, fuzzy robe and slippers...?
When I'm up earlier than that, where is that fuzzy ol' guy trundling through the kitchen, squinching his eyes at me as he heads toward the bathroom...grumbling that I'm up too early and should go to bed...?
Where is that loud fan sound that makes me JUMP every.single.morning as they begin to shower and get going about their day...?
Where are the late night Wii bowling games where Bubba and I test our metal against two CHAMPIONS who have been bowling on leagues and such since before we were born...?
Where is the extra pair of hands that helped me with kids and a wheel chair...the one that worked SO hard with me to clear the garage so that our new freezer would fit...the same one who helped me DESTROY my school room and then did NOT help me pick it up...where'd she go???
What about that pair of hands that fixed my computer, shopped for my microphone, showed me how to set up my MP3 player with a guitar amp for accompanying the kids song service at church, AND most importantly showed me how to embed video for YOUR viewing pleasure, dear reader???
Where is the gossip? The gigggling?? The grunting???
HEY WAIT! WHY ARE THERE DISHES IN MY SINK? I distinctly remember there being NO dishes in my sink for the last 10 days...WHAT is going on here???
:(
Yes indeed, Grandma and Grandpa left on Saturday and things are a little lonely around here.
See you around...
Saturday, April 4, 2009
When you are almost 4
When you are almost 4 you have a lot of opinions. You know that you don't want to marry the little boy down the street..."definately".
When you are almost 4, you know for a fact that your sister said an unkind thing for "no apparent reason"...even though you are the one holding her broken toy in two different hands...
When you are almost 4, you know that anything that happened before you last slept is in the past and can no longer be held against you. And when you wake, whether after a refreshing night's sleep or a short nap, you describe everything in that distant past as "nester-year"...
When you are almost 4, you are continually startled by the loud guffaws of your parental units as you, VERY logically, explain various elements in your life in great solemnity and physical gesticulation and the use of the expression "really".
And you are never surprised by a camera snapping during even the most inane moments of your life because you are aware that your mother loves you now as she loved you in far off nester-year, definately and for no apparent reason. When you are almost 4, you know these things...and use them to your advantange...really, really.
See ya around...
When you are almost 4, you know for a fact that your sister said an unkind thing for "no apparent reason"...even though you are the one holding her broken toy in two different hands...
When you are almost 4, you know that anything that happened before you last slept is in the past and can no longer be held against you. And when you wake, whether after a refreshing night's sleep or a short nap, you describe everything in that distant past as "nester-year"...
When you are almost 4, you are continually startled by the loud guffaws of your parental units as you, VERY logically, explain various elements in your life in great solemnity and physical gesticulation and the use of the expression "really".
And you are never surprised by a camera snapping during even the most inane moments of your life because you are aware that your mother loves you now as she loved you in far off nester-year, definately and for no apparent reason. When you are almost 4, you know these things...and use them to your advantange...really, really.
See ya around...
Friday, April 3, 2009
Learning to embed...
My dad is here so I am poking his brain to learn a few more things...
Here is Tim Hawkins singing "Cletus Take the Reel"...it makes me laugh...
Enjoy...
Ummm...in case you were wondering, the original song is "Jesus Take the Wheel" by Carrie Underwood, I'll embed again...all by myself...
I DID IT!!!
So cool...
See ya around....
Here is Tim Hawkins singing "Cletus Take the Reel"...it makes me laugh...
Enjoy...
Ummm...in case you were wondering, the original song is "Jesus Take the Wheel" by Carrie Underwood, I'll embed again...all by myself...
I DID IT!!!
So cool...
See ya around....
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