"Take 2 Aspirin and Call me Tomorrow"

Today I visited Dr. Rosie's office:

She wrote my "siptums" down and told me what she thought I was dealing with.

This just reiterated how really lame a sinus infection

and resulting "C. Dif."due to "broad spectrum antibiotics" are-

look up C. Dif. on the net and pray

it will never be you typing this!!

Dr. Rosie's notes are some of the cutest moments in this mommy's life!

I LOVE it when my kids practice their writing skills

by sounding words out and writing.

Ivy's in this mode and writing like crazy-

for school, for fun and especially, for my entertainment.

The paper is split in half and the right column is as follows:

"Jessica symptoms:

pressure through Jessica's nose,

her ears are clogged. Her throat hurts bad."

Left column:

"She feels like her head is going to explode."

FYI: She was pressing me for some of these comments.

Isn't that just like a girl? She's noticing the details

of how others feel. I love it.

The writing, the sweetness, the care, My girl.

Moments

Ivy and some cute, cute friends.

This "meeting" in our yard went haywire

when they raided the outside freezer!

No really, they look straight out of the Saturday Evening Post.

Gorgeous, excepting a few holes....

What's in the water here in SS?
There was a 3rd snaggle tooth not even pictured!
(D made me pay him a buck for this blog pic.)

Here's my date with Harrison:

He's moving into the very touchy pre-teen phase

and our time together needs to be

fun and devoted to his likes.

We played "Skip-bo" and had sundaes.

Love him and our time together.

We took a trip to read at B & N- One of our favorite dates.

We snuggle up and read.

We laugh.

We put together a wish list.

We look at beautiful things.
We tell the little, annoying

kid pushing ALL of the musical

buttons and running, to stop.

Life is Happening!

Just guess how much area

ONE Hard-boiled EGG

covers when it explodes all over the

inside of your MICROWAVE!

Remeber Gremlins:)

We conducted the experiment unknowingly

this morning and had definite conclusive results.

It was good for a laugh anyway.

Harrison said,

"Don't you know you never put an egg in the microwave?!

It has pores that absorb water, then as it heats,

it expands. The pressure becomes too much and it explodes."

Quiz #2:

Guess which mom didn't teach him that?

Donovan says as he's peering in the microwave,

"You'll need to show your friends this

on your blog."

That's what started my fabulous Thursday.

GNO with Lakeview Babes

This Lakeview girls group

finally hooked up for a long-awaited Girl's Night!

We decided on Olive Garden for a

lovely dinner and we

didn't even lose anyone's camera!

Our waiter, Jeff practically kicked us out of there

(45 min. at each table, please)

Next......

This is Monica (say it, "Moh-nee-cu"). Monica is beautiful and super fun to be with.

She has money from Grandma

and wants to spend it being artful

and surrounded by silly,

yet creative friends.

So she picks "Color Me Mine" for our activity.

What's Color Me Mine, you ask?

It's a pottery shop where

"You paint it, we fire it."

You can personalize everything from

salt and pepper shakers to the

understated Papa Smurf Gnome

(see attached picture)

Also present is Autumn. Isn't she lovely modeling the fashionable salt and pepper shakers?

Autumn's reading "Secret Life of Bees" and loves to say one of the

notty words Lily uses all of the time (in her mind, of course). I love Autumn.

I can't wait to show our Halloween costume plan to the rest of you!

I see Papa Smurf. Maybe I just like to say that.

"Have a Smurfy day"

I know a guy who tatooed a smurf on his leg...

as an adult!

Cami. Dear, Cami. She had more fun at this painting

shop than any 2 women should have!

I enjoyed watching her gutsy pattern develop,

daisy's with a swirl pattern on the inside

of the bowl. She studied,

painted, stewed, then painted over.

In the end, she made a beautiful, original creation

to add to her amazing bowl collection.

Cami has the Midas touch as far as I'm concerned.

You should see her do a Yoga bind.

We'll be back girls, won't we?

I made this for my sis-in-law for Christmas.

Jeanetta will love my remedial

painting skills and appreciate them for what they are:

a handmade slice of love.

I like how it turned out and want to

eventually start a set of

original pieces for my home.

Everyone's stuff turned out amazing.

Monica's giant polka-dotted popcorn bowl turned out

beautiful due to the team efforts of she and Autumn.

Happy Blogiversary To Me!

1 year.

Kati teased that I would never lift-off,

but here I am, still typing away

like the crazy Blogger Mom that I am!

I'll celebrate with

something I read today in the book,

Eat Pray Love, by Elizabeth Gilbert

"...people universally tend to think that happiness is a stroke of luck, something that will maybe descend upon you like fine weather if you're fortunate enough. But that's not how happiness works. Happiness is the consequence of personal effort. You fight for it, strive for it, insist upon it, and sometimes even travel around the world looking for it.

You have to participate relentlessly in the manifestations of your own blessings.

And once you have achieved a state of happiness, you must never become lax about maintaining it, you must make a mighty effort to keep swimming upward into that happiness forever, to stay afloat on top of it. If you don't you will leak away your innate contentment. It's easy enough to pray when you're in distress but continuing to pray even when your crisis has passed is like a sealing process, helping your soul hold tight to its good attainments."

"The search for contentment is, therefore, not merely a self-preserving and self-benefiting act, but also a generous gift to the world.

Clearing out all your misery gets you out of the way.

You cease being an obstacle, not only to yourself but to anyone else.

Only then are you free to serve and enjoy other people." -pg. 260

(Eat Pray Love has some offensive language in it. I'm whiting-out for friends;)

Love you all. Thanks for the party!

Six to 36

There sure is a

lot of life between

6 and 36.

It's been a

good one.

I am happy-

Even in my

yellow

sweater vest

and pant suit.

Tagalicious

Thanks Kati for this tag. I loved reading all of yours and I enjoyed doing it. I tag the Annas (and everyone that wants to do this)! Have fun.

I am feeling love and sharing love.

I miss high school and college life. So social, fun, free, exciting, full of education and Friday + Saturday night fun! I just said, "20 years ago I..." for the first time recently and tears spontaniously flew from my eyeballs without even being prepared for it! I was telling my kids that I've had a license for 20 years (been driving for a few more;)

I think politicians have a personal motive and couldn't possibly have my interest in-mind. But I can be an idealist too. Such a fence-sitter!

I love the 80's! Loved "waver" clothes and music and will put on those 80's mix albumns and just remember, remember.

I know working and doing hard things is good for me.

I want to decorate my house for real. Three years after moving in.

I have so many goals left to fulfill. I plan on doing them and learning all of my life.

I search inside my heart for truths daily.

I wish I could live in Europe and visit every city that catches my fancy. I wish I could speak French fluently.

I hate saying stupid things and offending others. It sticks with me and I find myself working to resolve it with them- even if I have to "clear" & tell my painful truths.

I am scared of scary movies now after watching so many crappy horror flicks with my brother, Jody growing up. I close the blinds too, Jenn C.- always feel like someone's watching me.

I fear dying and not being able to raise and be with my kids.

I always make my kids home cooked meals-notice kids. Robs hates breakfast! My mom always cooked good breakfasts and I think it's one way I can show I love my kids too.

I love cuddling with the fam.

I feel overwhelmed too much.

I hear the angels sing:)

I smell less than I used to. This comes in handy with those two puppy flavored sons of mine!

I don't always vacuum, clean windows, polish wood, dust, blah, blah, blah.

I wonder if menopause is any better than this monthly circus!

I care what people think...too much sometimes. But I'm working on it.

I regret not graduating college before marriage.

I am not afraid to try new things or do something I'm afraid of. I think I got over that years ago. In fact, I try to do things that push me out of the whimpy place I was in as a kid.

I believe one day my basement will be rid of all unneccesary junk and I will be organized. Not one of the gifts I was given, but I'm working on it too!

I dance to make me happy. I'm wild about ballroom and Latin dancing.

I sing sultry, 30's & 40's music.

I write about all of my feelings. In fact, there's probably a few journal pages that should be burned around here;)

I win lots of card games that I play. Love card games.

I lose bobby pins. Been thinking about this one. I mean, where do the things go?

I never miss eating goodies in the day.

I listen to what my father and grandmother say, carefully.

I can be found alone at the table at night working on a project.

I read for an education, not really just for pleasure. It ends up being my passion though.

I am happy when I'm blogging about memories and chatting with you babes on-line all night.

Quirks

Quirks, me? Nah, just a few OCD ticcy behaviors

more like it.

Here's six, to begin with:

1. I've played with my hair (or a feather) and tickled my face

since I was tiny. Don't know what came first, this

or sucking my thumb. Oh yeah, I was born doing that!

2. I have a trucker mouth. No really, just can't

live without "damn" and "hell".

3. Can't remember a *@#%* thing during my period!

4. I don't get bored- Just keep doing stuff.

I have to cram 10 things into every minute of the day.

Except vacuuming (not my obsession, girls).

5. Anyone ever seen my toes?

6. I am a journaling maniac. I probably have 15 types of

journals going on right now, make it 16 with my blog.

The kids have 2 each that I keep, mine, my Mother's book,

their scrapbooks, my writing journal, art

journal, blah, blah, blah.

You'd think I don't have time to talk too!

That was fun! I tag Jenn Culley, Christina, Kristin and Alexis if you're "listening"!