Friday, September 30, 2011

Five Question Friday!! 9/30/11





It's FRIIIIIIIIDAY! And, it's Homecoming in our neck of the woods...the kids are pumped for the parade (i.e. the candy), The Pal is totally school spirited out:

And I'm hoping I can stay awake long enough to make it through the game! Not counting on a win. Last year was our school's first Homecoming win since, like, football was invented. Or in 30 years. Something like that. This year's season? Pretty bleak.

Bleak as in "the opposite of undefeated".

Oh well.

Anyway, I know it's a little early to start partying, but let's get this one started!

Rules for Five Question Friday: Copy and paste the following questions to your blog post, answer them, then watch for the linky post to appear tomorrow morning and LINK UP! And remember, it's not 5QF if you're not having fun!!! (PS...some people have been doing a Twitter version of 5QF...one question per tweet, 140 characters, quick, fun, easy!)

Questions for Friday, September 30th: (Special thanks to @katieb38, @unkeptcook, @thepioneerwoman [okay, so she really didn't submit it, but I got the inspiration from her "pot" giveaway], Sandy, and Pam for their question suggestions! I LOVE linking to other blogs and I would LOVE to link YOU in a future 5QF, so if you have any question suggestions, would you come over to my community discussion or watch for my Twitter shout out and offer up your best question suggestions? If you go the Twitter route, remember to @5crookedhalos me and use hashtag #5QF!)

1. Do you apologize to your kids if you're wrong?

2. Do you have a class ring, Letterman's jacket, or similar obscenely priced high school "must have"?

3. If you could be one age for the rest of your life, what age would you choose?

4. What is your favorite (unused) baby name?

5. If you could make your child like something what would it be?

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1. Do you apologize to your kids if you're wrong?

Well, this question implies that I would have to be wrong at some point, which I never am, so it's pretty much a moot point. ;)

However, hypothetically speaking, if I were to ever be wrong, yes. I would apologize.

My oldest son had a hang up with apologizing once upon a time (he's since out grown it, PTL) and I still find myself going overboard with the "I'm sorry" (that would be "sore-y" in MinneSOOOOta-nese). Gotta make a point, dontchaknow.

2. Do you have a class ring, Letterman's jacket, or similar obscenely priced high school "must have"?

Nope. Nada.

I remember looking at the catalogs and thinking those fancy rings looked pretty, well, fancy, but for some reason (maybe my parents said I'd hafta pay for it?) I never ended up buying one.

Best decision ever. 'Cuz, lemme see a show of hands of people who still wear their class ring.

Uh huh. That's what I thought.

As for a Letterman's jacket...well, a "Letterman" would imply that one was actually good at sports, much less IN them.

None of which I was after my sophomore year of high school (***fab future 5QF question suggestion alert! Someone, offer up this question so I can give credit to you!***)...actually, the whole "being good at sports" never really existed with me.

Unless you consider crafting mile high bangs a sport, in which case I TOTALLY LETTERED!!

3. If you could be one age for the rest of your life, what age would you choose?

So The Pioneer Woman had this giveaway for a beautiful Le Creuset Pot (btw, if I ever get rich and famous off this blog, I promise I will totally go all Pioneer Woman on you and host amazing giveaways to thank you for your support...)...and this question was the prompt for that giveaway!

My answer over there:

25. Old enough to be somewhat responsible, but still utterly, and completely, young.

I'd probably settle for 28, too.

Or, heck, anything under 30 but over 20.

4. What is your favorite (unused) baby name?

Oh, I LOVE baby names!

My favorite girl name lately is Cecily. But, really, I just like pretty, old fashioned girl names.

Boy names? Those are hard. Really, I don't have any favorite boy names. When Baby Girl was born, the only boy name we could come up with was "Ezra", which I like, but it's a tad "out there" for us.

So, it's a good thing she was a girl!

5. If you could make your child like something what would it be?

Ooooh, oooooh, oooooh!! I know! I know.

Cleaning.

Or, wait. Giving back massages to their weary and stressed out mother.

Hold it...does this "like something" also mean that they are good at it? 'Cuz yeah...back massages.

Sock sorting.

Laundry.

Hell, even just putting their laundry in the appropriate receptacle would be nice.

But, let's go with "Cleaning for 1,000, Alex." That pretty much covers all of my woes.

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Enjoy your weekend, peeps!



Thursday, September 29, 2011

Thursday Night 5QF Sneak Peek!


Time for the Sneak Peek! Life didn't give me much time tonight (hence, the 9 pm-ish posting) to do this, between work, car swapping, and feeding a gaggle of hungry football players.


So, no time for small chat! On to the sneak peek!

Reminder that this post is just the sneak peek for tomorrow's link up...it's not the actual linky post!

Rules for Five Question Friday: Copy and paste the following questions to your blog post, answer them, then watch for the linky post to appear tomorrow morning and LINK UP! And remember, it's not 5QF if you're not having fun!!! (PS...some people have been doing a Twitter version of 5QF...one question per tweet, 140 characters, quick, fun, easy!)

Questions for Friday, September 30th: (Special thanks to @katieb38, @unkeptcook, @thepioneerwoman [okay, so she really didn't submit it, but I got the inspiration from her "pot" giveaway], Sandy, and Pam for their question suggestions! I LOVE linking to other blogs and I would LOVE to link YOU in a future 5QF, so if you have any question suggestions, would you come over to my community discussion or watch for my Twitter shout out and offer up your best question suggestions? If you go the Twitter route, remember to @5crookedhalos me and use hashtag #5QF!)

1. Do you apologize to your kids if you're wrong?

2. Do you have a class ring, letterman's jacket, or similar obscenely priced high school "must have"?

3. If you could be one age for the rest of your life, what age would you choose?

4. What is your favorite (unused) baby name?

5. If you could make your child like something what would it be?

Le Ginormous Sigh.


We did it! We survived our inaugural night as religion teachers!

Phew.

And, we both thought it went pretty well.

The Pal though? He's feeling awkward about it. The subject matter is touchy one to have your parents teach you (but really, who ELSE should teach you?!), so he's contemplating switching classes.

We'd love to keep him in ours (he's fun, funny, and a good kid to have in a group setting)...but we want to respect his comfort level with this subject. So, the decision will be his.

I'll be totally honest with you, I actually DID enjoy teaching this! I haven't looked ahead in our book to see what kind of territory we venture into, but I have the feeling that we're headed in a good direction.

Of course, the kids might tell you something different. ;)

All in all...I'll admit, that I'm pretty proud of us! Thanks to all of you for your encouragement, your prayers, your thoughts and your jokes to lighten my mood!

I'll probably be calling on you again next week at the 11th hour when I start to worry...prepare yourself.


Wednesday, September 28, 2011

Ventage...


Holy man alive. I need to get on here and purge my brain.

Today, has sucked.

Woke up with a Baby Girl who had CLEARLY woken up on the wrong side of the bed. I'm pretty sure, if you add up cumulative bouts of crying, her crying time far outweighs her happy time today.

Hambone has been an instigator. Picking, prodding, poking, annoying his sister until she cries. (See above.)

Then, I went to do laundry and discovered clothes that were far more wet than they should've been and realized that our washing machine's spin cycle isn't working.

This is what I looked like after that discovery:
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All through this has been the looming realization that tonight's the night. The night that we start teaching the tender and heavy topic of "Theology of the Body" to a bunch of teenagers that my husband says "are like aliens" to him.

And we're not as ready as I'd like to be.

And my husband said he won't be home until 5:30. Which leaves us approximately 60 minutes to eat, feed our children, pick up the kitchen, and get our lesson together for tonight. Not to mention that I really, really, really want to do a good job at this.

Then, I forgot that it was an early release day at school, rushed off to pick up my children, almost got hit by a car (not my fault, big thanks to God for getting me out of that one), went to The WalMarts and was needled by all four children with me, with "Mom, can we get this?" "Mom, is that for the kids tonight?" "Mom, why do THEY get that?" "Mom" "Mom" "MOM" "MOM" "MOM" "MOM".

We came home, started cleaning up, and suddenly a blood curdling scream. Breath holding, inability to talk...bruised and bloodied E.W. finger that had gotten slammed in a door. (Didn't top last night's scissors episode...but that's another story.)

It was at that point that the tears started.

My tears.

And so, I'm sorry that I subjected you all to my negativity, but to be honest, I feel better. Feels better to get it out. To write it down. To free my brain from the clutter and yuck that was in there today.

Oh, and I just burned the dip for tonight.

Yay.

Here's to a better day tomorrow! (I'll be at work...not sure if that's good or bad!!)


Your Daily Smile:


This kid, is too stinkin' cute for his own good.


Last week, the "girlfriend" subject got brought up again.

He smiles ear to ear, like a typical dude talkin' about his sweetie. Only, he says adorable Kindergarten things to accompany that smile...

Things like:

"So, Hambone, tell us about Claire."

"Well, she's nice. And cute." *Pause*

And then he adds, ever so sweetly, "And she always brings her smile."


How can you not smile at that?



Tuesday, September 27, 2011

Our American Girl Experience!


I'm sure you'll be glad to know that I survived our American Girl Birthday Party! (My checkbook may have spontaneously combusted, but me? I'm still alive!)


The girls had a blast. I am so glad I did this now, because I'm pretty sure that at 10, this is the last year my girl will be interested in having lunch with her "dolly" (PS...American Girl peeps...how 'bout we not call them "dollies"? 'Specially with the older girls...).


Anyway...I was really quite unsure of what to expect. In the end, I'll totally admit that I was expecting a "Disney'd" up version of a birthday party for girls. While it wasn't quite that, it was still pretty dang good!

When we arrived, the girls all picked out a chair for their (here's that dumb word again) "dolly". We got seated, and something (intuition?) tipped me off that they weren't aware we had booked a birthday celebration. (Could have something to do with the fact that I never received invitations in the mail? And that they seemed unprepared for our birthday gathering?)


After ordering our drinks, I touched base with our server, to make sure they knew we were there for a birthday, and had (weeks previously) booked a Bistro Birthday Celebration! Things were remedied quickly, tiaras brought out, and our celebrating began!


The food was actually quite remarkable! I had the salmon and was pleasantly surprised! Can you tell I'm not a food blogger? Didn't take one photo of my meal...but I did get this one of the girls' drinks:


Anyway...we ate, we drank, and we be'd merry. We opened presents, we ate cake and sang "Happy Birthday". We laughed. We talked. We got fun little goodie bags to take home. (And, by we, I mean "not the adults".)


Then we paid the bill. (And by "we", I mean "I".)

Then we died.

Then we remembered that last year we spent about the same amount on a pool party and wanted to drown ourselves in the pool midway through that party. (Again, "we" = "I")

Then we came back to life, looked around, saw the fun that was being had, the lack of any sort of effort (other than calling to make reservations), planning, or clean up; and declared the eleventy million dollar tab "worth it".

We went on rides (and by "we" I mean "them"):


We babysat (and by "we" I mean "her"...I was too busy taking pictures to be responsible for the "dollies".):


We bullied some nice, young, itty-bitty baby wearing mom (er...the baby was itty bitty. Not the mom. Although, the mom was pretty teeny too...) into taking our picture:


Then we headed home (and, for the first time, by "we" I do actually mean "we".)...happy, broke, and full.

Oh, and thirsty.

Dang, were we parched. Which we remedied. But then we had to pee.

Such is life with a car full of girls.


Monday, September 26, 2011

Today...


Because my sinus cavities are so full of boogers that I can not form a coherent sentence to save my life...

And because I'm on my way to the Mall of America for the Belle's American Girl party, I'm going to show you a picture...it just seems easier that way. On all of us.

You're welcome.

Remember this cutie?

When I was editing her photos, I came across this:


And it makes me smile when I capture something so fun and so natural! A little girl chasing butterflies...doesn't get any better than that!


Sunday, September 25, 2011

I'm Late!


In wishing my Dad a Happy Birthday!!!

I know I said my Grandpa is the Greatest Guy in the Whole World...but really, he shares that title with my Dad.

They'll hafta duke it out to see who can take the trophy home...it's the only fair way.

Happy Birthday, Dad...you play a mean game of softball, and it's a dang good thing I got all my sweet softball skillz from you. I mean, can you imagine if I got them from mom?


Just kidding mom! (Okay, I'm really not.)


Thanks for being such a great dad and a wonderful grandpa!

Hope you enjoyed your day!


Friday, September 23, 2011

Five Question Friday!! 9/23/11


I have a love/hate relationship with all these day shifts I've been working.


I love being home with my family in the evening...but my body hates it. As in HATES/LOATHES/DESPISES getting up at the butt crack of dawn. I often wonder what my co-workers think of me...rolling in with eyes at half mast, half asleep.

Good thing that they have good coffee there.

Anyway...football game tonight. The Pal is in the throes of an abscessed tooth, he injured it in football a couple of weeks ago and it's been bothering him since, more so when he got steam rolled by that Jerk face kid in his last game.

He's now going head to head with a root canal...after his round of antibiotics. Perhaps this'll teach him to call "fair catch" next time. ;)

Onto the show, Mama!!

Welcome to the bestest, funnestest, wonderfulest blog hop in town! (Yes, I'm biased.)

Rules for Five Question Friday: Copy and paste the following questions to your blog post, answer them, then watch for the linky post to appear Friday morning! Also...and this IS IMPORTANT...have fun!!!

Thank you all for making this such a fun, successful blog hop every week!

Questions for Friday, September 23rd: (Special thanks to @kristinascackle, Sandy,@donettadalman, @gasfamily and @Lovely_Lici for their question suggestions! I'm dying for some fresh questions over here and besides that, I enjoy linking YOU in this little blog hop of ours, so please, please, please c'mon over to my community and offer up some question suggestions. OR, watch for my Twitter shout out for 5QF questions on Thursdays! If you go the Twitter route, remember to @5crookedhalos me and use hashtag #5QF!)

1. Dream job...realistic and completely unrealistic.

2. Do you fart in front of your significant other?

3. What's the furthest you've ever traveled from home? How far and where was it?

4. How do you celebrate birthday for your kids? Family only or friends? ... Alternate for those without kiddos: How did you celebrate birthdays as a kid?

5. Fave thing about fall?

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1. Dream job...realistic and completely unrealistic.

Dream job? Realistic, I'm living it. Helping bring babies into this world has to be the best job on the planet. Even when it's a situation that's not happy, it's so rewarding to help a family in their time of greatest need.

Unrealistic?

A Princess.

That can be a job, right?

Just imagine...the jewels, the shoes, the staff, the $$$.

Yup, sign me up for that Princess gig anytime. I can polish up my wave, my walk, my smile. Suck in my flabby gut, pretend to like Polo (even thought I'm allergic to horses), and wear funny hats.

2. Do you fart in front of your significant other?

Dang tootin' right I do!

My husband was raised in a family where the girls don't fart. Well, you know, they DO, they just...don't. In front of anyone.

The first time my husband farted in front of me was after a date, getting out of his truck, and he let one rip. I almost fell into the snowbank, but that was too "MinneSOOOOOOta cliche", so instead I snorted, laughed, slapped my knee and proclaimed, "Geepers! That's some real good funny stuff, dontchaknow!"

Then all bets were off. I figured, if he can let it fly, so can I.

And our relationship was never closer. I'd like to tell you that he proposed over a fart shortly after that, knowing that our love was, indeed, real because we "passed wind" in front of one another, but that's not how it happened.

In case you were wondering.

3. What's the furthest you've ever traveled from home? How far and where was it?

Prolly...Hawaii.

On our honeymooon. (Blast from the past. I think that link may be the very first 5QF. I confuse myself with my updates. I have no idea what I was talking about.)

Where I was accidentally approximately 6 weeks pregnant. Oops.

And sicker than a dog.

You know, being sick in a tropical paradise still isn't much fun. Plus, someone on the same floor of the hotel as us smelled like fish. So, if I happened to be feeling decent, I'd open the door and be slammed with a wall of stench so bad it would send me running back for the toilet.

The toilets in Hawaii aren't any better than the ones here in MinneSOOOOOta.

Oh, and whale watching on a smallish boat when you're suffering from morning sickness AND prone to motion sickness will leave you hanging your head over the side of the boat fearing (or, maybe, wishing...to put you out of your misery) that a tiger shark is going to come chomp your head off.

"People" would've had a heyday with that one.

4. How do you celebrate birthday for your kids? Family only or friends? ... Alternate for those without kiddos: How did you celebrate birthdays as a kid?

I'm going to be really interested to read people's responses. I wonder if we're normal...

We do both.

A family party (because I could never subject my loved ones to the horror that is a child's birthday party. They'd write me out of the will...) on the Sunday closest to the child's birthday. Replete with a supper of the child's choosing, cake, presents and much chanting: "We wanna open presents! We wanna open presents!" (longtime family thing, there.).

In first grade we start having kid parties. And I am always amazed that I am still alive and sane at the end of them.

Kid parties are my hell.

I do very well with my own kids. I do moderately well with other people's kids when other people are also around. I don't, however, particulariliy enjoy other people's kids in my own home being bratty and not knowing how I should handle it when what I really want to do is lock them in the cellar and tell them to watch out for the monsters.

What?

You don't think things like that?

5. Fave thing about fall?

ALL.

The changing colors, the crisp, cool, clean air.

The warm, soul satisfying, stick to your ribs meals that I can once again start making.

Bonfires.

Sleeping under the covers.

My warm Aerie jammies.

Snuggling with my husband. (i.e. warming my feet up on him.)

Fall is fabulous. The only thing that sucks about fall is 1) Ragweed and 2) It means winter is right around the corner.

Stoopid winter.

And if the "Old Timers" are right, this winter is going to be a doozie...judging by the crop of acorns we have.

Stoopid acorns.

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Okay my dearies! Looking forward to seeing if any of you survive kid parties too! Feel free to participate via Twitter if you'd like!




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