Wednesday, September 26, 2007
Monday, September 24, 2007
I have moved on to reading this:
And I have a feeling that I will be reading Emma by Jane Austen next. The online classics reading club (called Literary Chic) I've started looks like it's leaning toward Emma for our first selection.
Would you like to join us? You're welcome to!
Oh yes...and I am still sick. This is one of the worst sicknesses I've had in quite awhile. So painful! :(
Sunday, September 23, 2007
Since Thursday, September 1, 2005 my life gained a new dimension. Beck Wayne was born. This warm, slippery body was placed on my chest and I held his hand for the first time. That was it. I was a gonner. That warm, limp hand snatched my heart away and has had it ever since.
How can something 22 inches long and weighing 8 lbs 7 oz change my life so completely?
It's that smile. The cry. The way he looks when he sleeps. It's his eyes - the sparkle that is so Alive! It's the giggle. His crooked baby teeth. It's the way he cuddles with me after his nap. His squeals when he walks with daddy holding his hands. It's the wary way he eyes strangers. It's how he claps his hands - exact replicas of his daddy's. It's just him.
Beck Wayne. My son. You are a miracle. And while it brings me so much joy to watch you grow and learn new things I want to yell, "Stop!" I want to have the magic power to travel back in time and witness again our first full night together in Ridges Hospital. To see, again, your first bite of cereal, how excited you were but how you spit it out anyway. To take walks with you again in our old neighborhood. To help you sit up and catch you when you topple. I just want to hold on to those time you gave me. Little you.
But I can't. My baby...is one. Never to be three months, seven months, ten months again. One.
Thank you, my precious boy, for making me who I am. Because just as you've learned and grown, so have I. You taught me how to be a mommy - and I have to say, you did a great job.
Now you are learning to walk. No steps on your own yet, but soon. You stood for about 3 seconds on your own today and then flopped to your bottom with a big smile.
You said, "-ose" and pointed to my nose. you gave me the funniest, coy little eyes this morning. A new face I've never seen before.
I am so happy you are one and I am so excited to see what your future holds. Who my happy little boy is destined to become.
God has blessed our first year together. I cannot imagine my life without you now. I love you and will love you forever until the day I die and beyond that.
Saturday, September 22, 2007
Thursday, September 20, 2007
How sweet is she?
She is snuggly in the blankies that Grandma T. made for her & Beck. The pink floral in the foreground has pink, children's toile on the opposite side. The blue gingham and yellow flowers is Beck's Peter Rabbit blankie my mother made for him before he was born.
What a blessing it is to have someone so loving that is so talented working with her hands.
If you have lots of books that you don't quite know what to do with, this site is for you.
http://www.paperbackswap.com/ is a site in which you post your already-read books and other readers around the country swap their books with you. I have swapped LOTS of books with this site and it works beautifully.
It works on a point system. When you send out a book to another "swapper" and they receive it, you get a point that you can use to order another book. How fun!
There's just something about getting a new read in the mailbox that makes my day. Call me a nerd.
Oh yeah, when you sign up for the first time you have to post 7 or 10 (I can't remember which) books to the system and you get 3 points to start with. (Pretty soon they're switching it to only 2 points to start.) Then...you SWAP!
If you decide to sign up, be sure to say that I referred you. My username is literarychic. I get a point for each referral!
Just a little tip from me to you. Enjoy!
Wednesday, September 19, 2007
This is a little blog tradition called the "Middle Name Meme."
Here's how it works: You must list one fact that is somehow relevant to your life for each letter of your middle name. If you do not have a middle name, choose one you would like to have. When tagged, write your own blog post containing your middle name facts. At the end, choose one person to tag for each letter of your middle name. Then leave them a comment telling them they have been tagged.
I have not been tagged. Not specifically. But I read this on someone else's blog and that is good enough for me!
veryday I must have coffee and chocolate. If I can combine the two, all is well.
ipstick isn't my thing. I am more a mascara & blush girl. I like the nude lips look. I leave the lipstick wearing up to my sister-in-law.
love you so much. I love you so much. I can't even tell you how much I love you." That is the song my mother made up when I was a baby and would sing to me and my siblings. Now I sing it to my babies.
ing, Zing Zing went my heartstrings!" That's all I can think of for "Z." But what a sweet movie Meet Me In St. Louis was! *Sigh* I must watch that one again soon.
va, Amelia, Amelie, Anya, Anika, Audrey. All names I would love to use if I had another baby girl. (NO, I am not pregnant!)
eth is the name of my very best friend in all the world. We have been "bosom" friends since before Anne & Diana gave us the term.
levators scare me a little. I have a bit of claustrophobia so the windowless, tight quarters make me get all clammy and queasy.
opaz is my birth stone. I've never really liked it. I always wished I could have a beautiful birth stone like diamond or ruby or aquamarine. I love aquamarine.
appy-go-lucky is probably not the best term to describe my personality. I am a little particular, a little structured, a little persnickety perhaps...
I have NINE letters in my middle name, I cannot possibly think of 9 bloggers that read my blog regularly. I know I am not that popular! So, I will just say, if you've read this blog and The Middle Name Meme sounds like something you'd like to do, consider yourself TAGGED!
Now go, write a blog, inspired by your middle name, all about YOU!
Something just inspired me...don't know what but it's there and I'm going with it!
I do not have a green thumb. Not at all. It's more brown. Muddy brown. And ugly. Things die when I plant them.
But. I will try. And you will be updated regularly. I know you are excited.
Look at that great idea for keeping track of which plant is in which container! Charming.
On my list of must-have herbs is:
Basil (for Pesto)
Cilantro (for Salsa)
Oregano (for Italian)
Dill (for Dips)
Rosemary (because it's a pretty name)
I would also like to plant tomatoes, but I don't know how they do in small pots. I'll have to google that one...
Now I just have to beg Mr. B. for a bit of spending money so I can start my gardening project.
Wish me luck!
So, it's not Funfetti, but it is exactly the kind of frosting I was looking for! It has the little colored chips in it. Yummm!
I bought a container 'just because' the other day. What shall I use it for...
Why is this so blog-worthy, you ask? Well...see my previous blog.
Tuesday, September 18, 2007
Must be willing to be hated, at least temporarily, until someone needs $5. Must be willing to bite tongue repeatedly.
Also, must possess the physical stamina of a pack mule and be able to go from zero to 60 mph in three seconds flat in case, this time, the screams from the backyard are not someone just crying wolf.
Must be willing to face stimulating technical challenges, such as small gadget repair, mysteriously sluggish toilets and stuck zippers.
Must screen phone calls, maintain calendars and coordinate production of multiple homework projects.
Must have ability to plan and organize social gatherings for clients of all ages and mental outlooks.
Must be willing to be indispensable one minute, an embarrassment the next.
Must handle assembly and product safety testing of a half million cheap, plastic toys, and battery operated devices.
Must always hope for the best but be prepared for the worst.
Must assume final, complete accountability for the quality of the end product.
Responsibilities also include floor maintenance and janitorial work throughout the facility.
Must possess the skills of a doctor, nurse, crisis counselor and negotiator, psychiatrist, police officer, fireman, and paramedic.
Offering frequent raises and bonuses.
A balloon payment is due when they turn 18 because of the assumption that college will help them become financially independent.
When you die, you give them whatever is left.
The oddest thing about this reverse-salary scheme is that you actually enjoy it and wish you could only do more.
Photo from the blog Chez Fifi.
Maybe if I were single with no children and no LIFE I would have a home like this fabulous one. It is gorgeous and all...white!
Monday, September 17, 2007
The kitty naming has come to an end and we have settled on
I just had to do it!
Gone With the Wind is my very favorite literary indulgence and these two kitties were just too perfect for the names.
Rhett is such a charming little man. He is a non-stop purr-er and if a lap is left vacant he feels that he has not fulfilled his duty and promptly jumps up to fill it. Purring all the way.
Scarlett, true to her catty nature, is less sure of her love for her owners. She can usually be found hiding under a bed or couch but emerges in the night when the house quiets down and joins her brother...mate...Rhett in the lap of whomever tickles her fancy at the time.
Thanks for your votes! In the end I did exactly what I wanted without much regard to what others said. Much like Scarlett O'Hara herself. ;)
No wonder I love that girl so much!
Camping has some good things going for it. It's outdoors. Beautiful surroundings. Camp fires. S'mores. Relaxing in a lawn chair. Walks in the woods. But most of all...it makes Mr. B. happy. Like, really happy.
Camping also has some pretty stinky things going for it. It's outdoors...always. I can't seem to ever get clean. Bugs. The food is usually pretty nasty. (except for S'mores) No comfy beds. No plumbing. No temperature control. Tents are less than adequate shelter for me. Wild animals.
Our trip this weekend was a very last-minute type of thing. As in, Mr. B. said, "I'm ready to camp, let's go." And I sputtered, "Umm...but...uh...okay?"
We only went an hour away to a really beautiful state park. Since we've never camped with the kids we decided on a sort of "trail run" for our longer, further trip planned in October.
Cozying up by the fire with a baby on each lap was probably the highlight of our time.
The low point? All night long.
Evie woke up every two hours. Beck snuggled nicely between Mr. B. and myself but he's got a nasty habit of kicking in his sleep. It was cold and I strongly dislike sleeping in my jeans and with my bra on. Somehow it's not so comfy.
Sasha - our loving Labrador - had an ongoing feud with a raccoon that wished to raid our camp site in the middle of the night. At one point Mr. B. and I stumbled from the tent to shine our car headlights on the little guy perched high in a tree. Did you know that raccoons growl? They do. Loudly. For long periods of time.
Camping, for me, is the very worst in the mornings.
I wake up stiff and still tired. Things only start looking up after I've trekked to the dirty bathroom and had my coffee. By the time I'm sitting in front of the fire, cozy in my blankie, I'm usually in a better frame of mind.
We learned that Evie has the same feelings toward camping that I do and that Beck shares his daddy's sentiments.
Beck had a hard time staying upright on the uneven ground. And sometimes you need a time-out. Even while camping...
Saturday, September 15, 2007
"I'll take her." I said.
"You know, it's adopt one, get one free for our kittens this month." She said.
"You are evil." I said, with a smile. "I will take him too." Pointing to the first kitty's cage neighbor.
And that, was that.
I am the proud (and mystified) owner of two kitties.
But I must say, I am a bit weary of calling them "Little Girl" and "Little Boy," "Kitty" and "Baby." I need help with names. I want them to be perfect and a pair.
Do me a favor, vote on a pair of names for these sweet felines (who graciously allow Beck to fondle and chase them).
Wednesday, September 12, 2007
This is a baby announcement of a different type. A doggie announcement!
Daisy is a Golder Retriever Pup who has gone to live with my very longest, very best friend, Mrs. D.
Isn't she just the CUTEST?!
Tuesday, September 11, 2007
Little House Books - Laura Ingalls Wilder
I think I'm going to re-read these this fall/winter.
The Long Winter is my very favorite!
I think she might be my very favorite!
Madame Alexander Dolls
What a lovely collection to have!
This is one of my favorite books.
I loved the illustrations when I was little.
I just got this very book out to display in my kitchen window.
Autumn is here!
Isn't she cute?!
She has many different outfits for different occasions.