Last Friday I bought a cheap elliptical. That bloody thing is heavy! I got it out of the Jeep myself, loaded it in the wagon and walked around the long way to avoid steps. Steve helped me bring it inside but then I took it upstairs by myself (piece by piece) and on Tuesday, I assembled it myself. Yes, all by myself. In between working on it, a few mistakes I made, and dealing with Elijah, it took me several hours but I got it done.
Continue reading ‘I am woman, hear me roar’
Monthly Archive for January, 2008
tax time!
Yes, it is time for my yearly rant on personal property taxes.
What a load of you-know-what!!!!
I seriously get aggravated every year - the blood pressure raising kind of aggravation, mind you - when the thick paper comes, asking, nay, demanding we tell the government about any new crap we’ve acquired in the last year, so they can tax us on it, again at the end of this year and every year for the rest of our mundane lives.
Continue reading ‘it’s that annoying time of year again’
Nothing else to say, so here’s a recent scrapbook page. I entered a challenge at scrapmatters.com that had certain requirements: one photo, two alphas, two word title, no frames, and at least eight flowers. Here was my result:
It was pretty fun taking the photo I REALLY wanted to use (my kid multiplied times three) and using flowers without making it too girlie for the photo. This was actually second draft.
And here’s one for another challenge (to use a specific template). I did before & after of when Elijah got his tooth taken out:
Digital scrapbooking is really fun (I know, I’ve said that before) and even if I’m not out shooting any photos right now really (hey, it’s 10 degrees outside), at least I’m being somewhat creative. It was just a pain in the butt backing up all 12.2 GB of files yesterday and putting them back after my reformat!
How do you like that photo of crazy child on the right? That was the same day his tooth was out and so it was pudding for supper! He hates applesauce apparently. I figured one day of ice cream and pudding wouldn’t kill him. But that photo… cracks me up every time.
Everyone’s talking about him, why shouldn’t I? :P
By now the world (that has access to television, radio, and the internet) knows of Heath Ledger’s passing and I think that most of the people who know are surprised, though I wonder how many actually care.
Was he one of my favorites? Yes. Did I like all his movies? No. Did I see this coming? Yes. Am I surprised, though? Yes. Do I feel like he died too young? Yes. Is there a certain politician I’d love to trade him for? Yes.
The world, she still turns, and life goes on. He had all that money, the fame, and what to show for it? Just a beautiful daughter. He’s still dead. You can’t stop that, can’t buy your way out of that. Did he know that the combination of no sleep, sleeping pills, and (probably) pneumonia would cause him to go to sleep for the last time? Probably not. Was he surprised? I think so.
Just goes to show you, death is not only imminent, it is no respecter of persons. We all will die and unless you’re suicidal, we don’t know when that might be, it could be right around the corner. Make sure you have all your final arrangements in order, and I don’t just mean the funeral. Be prepared for that final exit.
So I’m kinda lame on the whole blogging front these days, hmm?
Yesterday I picked up two girls - women now - that I used to have in youth when I did that kind of thing and we headed a bit south and had a lunch. Elijah was along, too, of course, and he took the opportunity to show off for them and was quite a handful. He’s so embarrassing these days, honestly, and let the waitress know just how bad she was by demanding something the few times we actually saw her.
Twice yesterday we had this scenario: E starts doing something, Mommy says “no,” E demonstrates why Mommy says “no.” This included his spilling of the chocolate milk in the restaurant only half a second after I told him not to take his lid off and the spilling of the scrambled eggs that morning after I told him to take them back in the kitchen and eat at the table like he was first told and placed. Boy, the dog was happy with that one. The waitress, not so much.
Continue reading ‘lunch, an accident, and other stuff’
Yes, I’m going on 27 years of age and, yes, I’ve lived in the St. Louis area all my life. I had to just call my mom and see if I’d ever been to the Magic House (St. Louis Children’s Museum) and apparently I had, when I was really little, but I certainly don’t remember at all. So this past Monday was like my first visit.
So I had no idea that this place was actually a real house! Apparently it was built in 1901 by a guy named George Lane Edwards who was the first president of A. G. Edwards and Sons. He also was one of the directors for the 1904 World’s Fair in St. Louis (so I can thank him for my existence). However, since the house became The Magic House in 1979, it’s been added onto, several times, I think, and has pretty much become unrecognizable as a house from the back or sides. The place is huge!
So, anyway, we went on the perfect day: Homeschooler day. We got to go on the day it’s normally closed to the public so the group in there wasn’t as large as what you’d normally encounter, even though it was quite crowded. At first glance, the Magic House is much like the Science Center only not free. But I think it’s better than that. In our experience at the Science Center, there’s not been much for children under school age. The Magic House had an area specifically for kids ages 1 to 6 and even a baby’s area. Of course, there were other areas of interest to my four-year-old and then areas for older kids, too. It’s great all-around.
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