I was so excited to put the music gadget on my blog since I love music so much. Of course I would have music playing on my blog! I've tried it and, well, as my friend Eric Belnap says, "here's the deal."
I couldn't take it! I am always already listening to music when on the computer. I had to hurry and push pause on my own blog music so I could focus on reading or writing. I never once listened to it....or any other blog music gadget for that matter. I'd click on the blog, push pause, then begin reading.
SO-- I might just have to write about what I'm listening to time and again, instead of actually playing it here.
1st item of business... On American Idol tonight, my woman, Joss Stone is performing with legend Smokey Robinson. How sweet is that??!! Joss Stone has the voice that I dream about having; sings in the style I wish I could. She's also British, beautiful and six feet tall, always barefoot, thin, young, funky, but who notices that? Certainly not 5'2", mother of almost 5, me. Anyway, I hope she doesn't disappoint tonight!! Go Joss!! I'm a tad excited to watch her.
Thursday, March 26, 2009
Wednesday, March 25, 2009
SNOW DAY
So, I'm declaring today a snow day. Not just because it is snowing, at the end of March, but because it is a sunless snow, a wet snow, a cold snow. I'm drinking my hot choc and had some frosted mini wheats. Sydney didn't go to school today. It was a snow day. She is in bed sleeping. I haven't let her do this for quite a while, though she asks every day and has ever since she entered kindergarten. "Can't I just stay home today??!!"
UPDATE:
I'm going to pick up Rudy at animal control today! Someone turned him in and I'm sure he has made friends with all of the dogs and is having a grand ol' time, but he is coming home!! I'm so so glad he is there. Hopefully Brett will now see the wisdom of the tried and true shock collar which works so well! (ok Brett. I won't say anything more about it:)
Oh, some have been asking about Syd and if she made it home as well. She actually made it to the bottom of the circle before turning around and coming home. I was there at the door with a 'welcome back' and a hug. I told her that she still had to go to her room for disobeying (which was the punishment that drove her to the streets in the first place) but that I'd go in with her. That was a total trick, because we went through every single thing/piece of clothing in that room and cleaned it, organized it, etc. She was wiped out. I was happy.
I'm reading a great book called Sarah's Key, about the spring of 1942 and the roundup of nearly 13,000 Jews in France by the french police at the Velodrome d'hiver. It is quite disturbing, but another insight into the holocaust from the french point of view. Very sad. Hunger Games was also really good-totally different. I say I don't like science fiction. It's not because I've read it and don't like it; I just don't think I'll like it, so I don't read it. Lord of the Rings should be called Bored of the Rings. wow. that's funny. Anyway, Hunger Games I loved. It was an easy read, maybe a 2 dayer. Takes place in the future, after the earth's complete collapse and rebuild. Of course. Nothing screams sci fi like a story set after the earth's ruin.
I'm playing for 4 teenage boys trying out for choir at the high school today. It's kind of funny to me that they want me to play, know I will, and then don't even pick a stinkin song until the night before at my house, maybe 9-10pm the night before. For my son, Ben, we went through, I don't know- 15 songs and nothing seemed right. His mom is out of town so more weight is on me to help choose. ugh. My son Stephen sounded great. He's only trying out to make his mom, Si, happy. Spencer, of course, sounded SO GOOD!! ok. JK! I know that sounded obnoxious. They also don't tell me when their actual audition time is so that it's anybody's guess if I can make it or not. "I do have a life!" I tell them, but they really know I'll drop things to play for them.
More tryouts for the school musical for my daughter and her friends in two days. We'll go through the same thing tomorrow night for them. Spencer and Maddie trying out for officer, Ali for cheerleader. All in the same week. I'm trying out for the most tired pregnant woman. I hope I make it!!!! I think I really have a chance this year!!!!!
UPDATE:
I'm going to pick up Rudy at animal control today! Someone turned him in and I'm sure he has made friends with all of the dogs and is having a grand ol' time, but he is coming home!! I'm so so glad he is there. Hopefully Brett will now see the wisdom of the tried and true shock collar which works so well! (ok Brett. I won't say anything more about it:)
Oh, some have been asking about Syd and if she made it home as well. She actually made it to the bottom of the circle before turning around and coming home. I was there at the door with a 'welcome back' and a hug. I told her that she still had to go to her room for disobeying (which was the punishment that drove her to the streets in the first place) but that I'd go in with her. That was a total trick, because we went through every single thing/piece of clothing in that room and cleaned it, organized it, etc. She was wiped out. I was happy.
I'm reading a great book called Sarah's Key, about the spring of 1942 and the roundup of nearly 13,000 Jews in France by the french police at the Velodrome d'hiver. It is quite disturbing, but another insight into the holocaust from the french point of view. Very sad. Hunger Games was also really good-totally different. I say I don't like science fiction. It's not because I've read it and don't like it; I just don't think I'll like it, so I don't read it. Lord of the Rings should be called Bored of the Rings. wow. that's funny. Anyway, Hunger Games I loved. It was an easy read, maybe a 2 dayer. Takes place in the future, after the earth's complete collapse and rebuild. Of course. Nothing screams sci fi like a story set after the earth's ruin.
I'm playing for 4 teenage boys trying out for choir at the high school today. It's kind of funny to me that they want me to play, know I will, and then don't even pick a stinkin song until the night before at my house, maybe 9-10pm the night before. For my son, Ben, we went through, I don't know- 15 songs and nothing seemed right. His mom is out of town so more weight is on me to help choose. ugh. My son Stephen sounded great. He's only trying out to make his mom, Si, happy. Spencer, of course, sounded SO GOOD!! ok. JK! I know that sounded obnoxious. They also don't tell me when their actual audition time is so that it's anybody's guess if I can make it or not. "I do have a life!" I tell them, but they really know I'll drop things to play for them.
More tryouts for the school musical for my daughter and her friends in two days. We'll go through the same thing tomorrow night for them. Spencer and Maddie trying out for officer, Ali for cheerleader. All in the same week. I'm trying out for the most tired pregnant woman. I hope I make it!!!! I think I really have a chance this year!!!!!
Tuesday, March 24, 2009
Seriously Hormonal Day
These donuts hit the spot.
My friend, Si, has the best cooking blog and when I saw these donuts on her blog, I had to try them. They were so easy and we had fun making them and eating them for family night. She also has a good taco salad that I make a lot. If you don't have time to broil the chicken, you can use good, crisp cut up chicken nuggets too. Check out her blog at abountifulkitchen.blogspot.com.
Yesterday was weird though. We lost Maddie's permanent retainer that popped out of her mouth THE DAY the ortho put it in. Rudy ran away. He was right with Brett, but Brett didn't put his shock collar on, assuming that Rudy would not leave. After all, Brett was RIGHT THERE. You know how men can't really multitask? Well, I think Brett forgets he is out there and is focusing on shoveling or whatever and Rudy literally tiptoes away. I know, because I've seen it before. I'm sick about it.
Sydney also ran away. Here is a photo of her slowly walking down our circle with head down and a packed bag in front of her. Long story, but she felt it was her only choice. When Ali asked why she was running away, her answer was just an agonizing, "I have to." That actually cheered me up from the rest of the day. I was laughing as I was taking the picture.
Seriously hormonal day. I was so mad we have to replace that dang retainer. Maddie put it "safely" in an empty ziploc sandwich bag and left it on the island without me knowing. The retainer is a little wire-- that's it. You can't even SEE it, let alone know not to throw away what you assume is an empty used sandwich bag. UGH!!!! I'm still mad!!!!
OK. New day. Hopefully I'll find Rudy. I'm mad at him too. Why can't he appreciate being all warm inside the house with kids petting him and food waiting for him? Why is it such a game to him? Why Rudy Whhhhhyyyyy?
My friend, Si, has the best cooking blog and when I saw these donuts on her blog, I had to try them. They were so easy and we had fun making them and eating them for family night. She also has a good taco salad that I make a lot. If you don't have time to broil the chicken, you can use good, crisp cut up chicken nuggets too. Check out her blog at abountifulkitchen.blogspot.com.
Yesterday was weird though. We lost Maddie's permanent retainer that popped out of her mouth THE DAY the ortho put it in. Rudy ran away. He was right with Brett, but Brett didn't put his shock collar on, assuming that Rudy would not leave. After all, Brett was RIGHT THERE. You know how men can't really multitask? Well, I think Brett forgets he is out there and is focusing on shoveling or whatever and Rudy literally tiptoes away. I know, because I've seen it before. I'm sick about it.
Sydney also ran away. Here is a photo of her slowly walking down our circle with head down and a packed bag in front of her. Long story, but she felt it was her only choice. When Ali asked why she was running away, her answer was just an agonizing, "I have to." That actually cheered me up from the rest of the day. I was laughing as I was taking the picture.
Seriously hormonal day. I was so mad we have to replace that dang retainer. Maddie put it "safely" in an empty ziploc sandwich bag and left it on the island without me knowing. The retainer is a little wire-- that's it. You can't even SEE it, let alone know not to throw away what you assume is an empty used sandwich bag. UGH!!!! I'm still mad!!!!
OK. New day. Hopefully I'll find Rudy. I'm mad at him too. Why can't he appreciate being all warm inside the house with kids petting him and food waiting for him? Why is it such a game to him? Why Rudy Whhhhhyyyyy?
Saturday, March 21, 2009
DEEP THOUGHTS
Why doesn't Tarzan have a beard?
Who's idea was it to put an 'S' in the word lisp?
If people evolved from apes, why are there still apes?
When we are in the supermarket and someone rams our ankle with a shopping cart, why do we say, "It's all right." Well, it isn't all right, so why don't we say, "That really hurt. Why don't you watch where you're going?"
Why do people constantly return to the refrigerator with hopes that something to eat will have materialized?
Who's idea was it to put an 'S' in the word lisp?
If people evolved from apes, why are there still apes?
When we are in the supermarket and someone rams our ankle with a shopping cart, why do we say, "It's all right." Well, it isn't all right, so why don't we say, "That really hurt. Why don't you watch where you're going?"
Why do people constantly return to the refrigerator with hopes that something to eat will have materialized?
Pregnancy and Flower Beds Don't Go Together
Um yeah, so my great plans for working in the flowerbed went like this. Park, check. Sloppies and salad, check. New book, check. Working in the flowerbed while pregnant, OW. I don't think babies in utero like being suspended upside down while the mother is bending over weeding flowers. Ouch Ouch Ouch. So, I'm thinking my yard might take a hit this spring and summer. I know, I have 4 capable kids, but if you don't LOVE your earth, YOUR very own flowers YOU personally planted, I think the flowers can tell. They rebel against reluctant weeders and waterers and don't look nearly as good. I would. I'd be all, "sure you're watering me because you have to. Someone told you too. I want someone with me that actually wants to be here, wants the best for me. Someone who likes to help me without even gloves on and then plumps up the dirt around me all lovingly-tucking me in." I'd be a total finicky flower, really needy and so looking forward to my alone time with the gardener. But, maybe I'd be so vain as to think- well I guess I'm going to have to step it up this summer. There's no way I'm not going to try my best to still look and feel good, even though I'm all pregnant....oh wait. We're talking about flowers.
Thursday, March 19, 2009
The Sun, The Sun!
I've got short sleeves and a light knee-length skirt on. I'm going to work in my flowerbed and make sure my legs get the sun that is shining down today. I'm going to take my little niece to the park (since I can't take Kate yet) and I'm going to pick a brand new good book to begin reading.
I'm going to make sloppy joes for dinner since I'm babysitting 4 extra nieces and nephews and I need something easy! All kids love sloppies. I'll make a good salad to go with them though-- with my favorite avocado, fresh tomatoes and feta cheese. yum. Maybe some mandarin oranges or sliced strawberries. Yes, strawberries, apples, mandarin oranges and poppy seed dressing.
I think I'll go to Parson's bakery or Dicks and get a mint brownie. I want one today. The hot chocolate I'm sipping on at the moment will be out of my system by afternoon, so that will hit the spot. Maddie will probably make choc chip cookies after dinner tonight, because none of them will even know that I had a mint brownie before they are home from school. They will need a little choc too.
Brett designed a website last night. Figured out what the code was, which looks like Chinese to me, and then changed it to fit what he wanted. He's now done this about 6 or 7 times. I've decided that his brain works unlike anyone else I know. He's always thinking outside the box, about the most complex things that amaze me. The things he is doing with his business are so complex, problematic that I don't know how he does it. I feel so simple and right brained when he talks to me about things he is having to solve. He is kind of like Superman. He can do anything.
Off to my flowers and the park.
I'm going to make sloppy joes for dinner since I'm babysitting 4 extra nieces and nephews and I need something easy! All kids love sloppies. I'll make a good salad to go with them though-- with my favorite avocado, fresh tomatoes and feta cheese. yum. Maybe some mandarin oranges or sliced strawberries. Yes, strawberries, apples, mandarin oranges and poppy seed dressing.
I think I'll go to Parson's bakery or Dicks and get a mint brownie. I want one today. The hot chocolate I'm sipping on at the moment will be out of my system by afternoon, so that will hit the spot. Maddie will probably make choc chip cookies after dinner tonight, because none of them will even know that I had a mint brownie before they are home from school. They will need a little choc too.
Brett designed a website last night. Figured out what the code was, which looks like Chinese to me, and then changed it to fit what he wanted. He's now done this about 6 or 7 times. I've decided that his brain works unlike anyone else I know. He's always thinking outside the box, about the most complex things that amaze me. The things he is doing with his business are so complex, problematic that I don't know how he does it. I feel so simple and right brained when he talks to me about things he is having to solve. He is kind of like Superman. He can do anything.
Off to my flowers and the park.
Wednesday, March 18, 2009
The Best Dog Ever. Rudy.
Spence named him after the guy in the movie Rudy who was little but had spirit. Rudy's legs are, well they're really short and his paws point out like he's a ballet dancer.
He's mellow, really mellow. We always hope there is nothing wrong with him, because he mostly just likes to lie down all day and get scratched. He's so gentle. He sleeps with Sydney, lets her love him.
This musing about Rudy brings me to a related topic. I've always told my family that before this life, I know I was a black gospel singer living in the South. If there were such a thing as reincarnation (which I know I know, there isn't) I know I was a gospel singer. I was black, because I'm sorry, white singers just don't have it like that. There's not enough soul. The british singer Joss Stone is an exception. Check her out in itunes and you'll know what I'm saying. Anyway, why else do I love that music so much? Not just love, but really at a base level, feel it deeply. What is the other explanation?
Well, two nights ago, I had another aha moment. The other thing I love is to be scratched, like a puppy dog. I completely stop, get paralyzed and could stay there as long as the scratcher is willing. My mom and sister Kelly are the best scratchers due to nails. Brett is the best scratcher, because he will just keep scratching as long as I faintly twitch, which is the most subtle request:) I know that's why Brett is Rudy's favorite member of the family. In Chicago, I would be sitting by my mom or Kelly and one of them would lightly start scratching my back. Then, like a second later, would say, "ok. Let's go." Well, that doesn't work too well with me. I won't be "ready to go" anytime soon. I actually would need ice cold water poured on me at that moment to be "ready to go." It's heaven. Right now my skin is all itchy and tingly just writing about it.
Anyway, which brings me to my reincarnation musing which is so related to this post about Rudy. I realized that in my former life, I was actually a DOG living with baptist gospel singers in the south. I'm pretty sure that has to be it.
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