Making memories one day at a time.......and then I write about it.

Monday, September 28, 2009

I want your opinion.

As you all know, I am married to the SM. The very sexy Scout Master might I add...but that isn't what I want your opinion on because I already know the answer as I've just stated it.

As you also know, there is a rather uneven amount of testosterone in our household.

Compared to the levels of estrogen.

The SM is often away on camp outs with the male natives and this past weekend was no different excepting this native had had enough. She asked me why the boys always got to go camping with daddy and she didn't! I had to agree with her. We've had enough and we won't stand for this anymore. We females are not going to sit at home anymore and take this nonsense.

There's just one tiny wee little problem. We's a she and they be he's and this will become even more noticeable to the he's as the she becomes older. So, I'm thinking a nice solution to the problem would be to get a camper trailer so the she's can sleep in there away from the he's and thus the Mum can sleep at night not worrying that some over hormoned he boy might try to play Tarzan out in the wilds with my little Jane! Do ya foller? Work with me. Teenagers......hormones......cute Jane in a camp of hormonal Tarzan's......I don't think so!

Here's where I want your opinion. I don't want/need a big camper trailer but I want it big enough to store all of our camping junk....I mean equipment.

I like the idea of a camper trailer because the kitchen has more storage and the bathroom is bigger with more storage. I like the thought of putting all of our camping stuff in the trailer and leaving it in there. I like the idea of having a pantry (albeit small) that has stuff in it so at anytime we could hook up and go at the drop of a hat. I also like having a bigger fridge because well.....I like food okay? Especially when I am camping.

On the other hand......I really like the idea behind the tent trailers. I really like this openness. I like how airy this looks and being able to see out so much while you're inside so you feel like you're still out in the abouts. I also like how compact and small these are for hauling.

I dunno.....what do you think?

Friday, September 25, 2009

You can buy everything on the internet........well almost everything.

Since I can't buy strength, health, and the energy I need to get out of bed today I figure I could at least look good while I'm laying here so I think I need this dress...

and these boots. Are they not fabulous? Come on. Be honest. You know you want some too!

Instead of wrapping up in blankets I'd wrap up in this!

Lest you all think I am selfish and only thinking of clothes that would make me feel divine and like I could kick anyone's trash I think the SM should get this and wear it when he is bringing me my meals and taking care of me.

I heard that! Just because I'm down in bed doesn't mean I can't hear you and I am NOT!

Thursday, September 24, 2009


I'm going to try something different. Normally when I've had a good run and start to go down again it puts me in a funk. I can't say that I embrace the tanking, in fact I do the opposite.

I feel sorry for myself because each time I start to feel good I think, "Boy, that sure stunk being down with the WNV. I learned a lot. Thank goodness it is over and I can get on with my life"! And then inevitably.....the day comes and I tank again.

Yesterday I felt it coming on and as I lay on the couch and later that evening in bed hooked up to the machine that zaps life into me I could feel those feelings of sadness wash over me and then I thought, "Nope! There is more to learn here. Come what may and love it". I need to keep reminding myself from time to time that right now I am in school being taught by the best teacher and that it is a privilege. With the pain comes the sweet so while I'm in pain it reminds me of how sweet it is to not be in pain and how glorious those nights were last week when I ran.

I am also grateful that I have a baby sis that forgives me for taking two years to finish her birthday present. It is finally done and is off to be framed after it dries.

Tuesday, September 22, 2009

What is Christopsomos?

Christopsomos is Greek celebration bread.......

We had it with Greek celebration pasta and Greek celebration spinach that looks kind of wilty but fits our wilty personalities round these here parts.

While we were eating our dinner celebrating our Greek heritage that I'm sure we have down the line, probably one of the children of my great great great great great Jewish grandpa who married my Polynesian grandma, I was talking about something and Levi pipes up and says, "Woman, be quiet"!

I immediately closed my mouth and didn't say another word for the rest of the meal.

I couldn't. I was too busy trying to keep my food in my mouth that I had almost spewed forth when I busted up laughing.

Monday, September 21, 2009

I wasn't gonna say anything but I'm gonna

There is an e-mail that is circulating around. I received it the other day and it really bothered me. It was one of those that you forward on to as many people as you possibly can to get "the information out". The problem with this e-mail is that the information was not only false but harmful. Harmful in that those who do not take the time to learn and research would form an opinion, a hateful opinion might I add, against a people who are good. Those people are, the Muslims.

This is the e-mail that is going around:

USPS New 42-Cent Stamp!!!

Celebrates Muslim holiday.

If there is only ONE thing you forward today.... let it be this!


the MUSLIM bombing of Pan Am Flight 103!

the MUSLIM bombing of the World Trade Center in 1993!

the MUSLIM bombing of the Marine Barracks in Lebanon !

the MUSLIM bombing of the military Barracks in Saudi Arabia !

the MUSLIM bombing of the American Embassies in Africa !

the MUSLIM bombing of the USS COLE!

the MUSLIM attack on 9/11/2001 !

all the AMERICAN lives that were lost in those vicious MUSLIM attacks!

Now President Obama has directed the United States Postal Service to REMEMBER and HONOR the EID MUSLIM holiday season with a new commemorative 42 Cent First Class Holiday Postage Stamp..

REMEMBER to adamantly & vocally BOYCOTT this stamp, when you are purchasing your stamps at the post office.

All you have to say is "No thank you, I do not want that Muslim Stamp on my letters!"

To use this stamp would be a slap in the face to all those AMERICANS who died at the hands of those whom this stamp honors.

pass this along to every Patriotic AMERICAN that you know and lets get the word out !!!

Here is something to chew on...

They (MUSLIMS) don't even believe in Christ, & they're getting their own Christmas stamp! BUT, don't dare to dream of posting the ten commandments on federal property! This is truly UNBELIEVABLE !!!

Sounds horrible doesn't it? The MUSLIMS doing all of these devastating things and if this were true then I'd be behind this e-mail sending it on just as fast as I could. I am fiercely patriotic but the sad truth is the MUSLIMS are not the ones who did these terrible things.

What? They didn't? Then who did? The same people that the MUSLIMS who live over in Pakistan and other countries are terrified of and have living in their backyard lurking in the shadows causing terror to their daily lives. The Al Qaeda and Taliban.

So there is my soap box for today. Not my normal post but something I felt needed to be addressed.

Friday, September 18, 2009

I find this udderly perplexing.....

and apparently I'm not the only one. Is it a he or a she?

And if it is either a he or a she....does it have a milking stool attached to it.....

or is it being attacked by an octopus........I really can't decide but from the looks on this bovines face and the way it's head is is quite upset and confused as well. Maybe knitting anatomically correct toys for The Natives wasn't such a good idea after all...........

Thursday, September 17, 2009

You know me! I never say a word.........I just mind my own business.

The Sexy Scout Master said that when I gush over him on my blog that it embarrasses him. He said he wished I'd stop. Now,you all know me. I would never in a million gazillion years want The SM to be embarrassed so I won't say anything more on that subject. I won't tell you that when I see him holding our babies that it does things to my insides that should be illegal. You're going to just have to look at the photos without any commentaries because I'd hate to embarrasse The SM.

Wednesday, September 16, 2009

I did something naughty.......and I loved every minute of it!

Last night the SM came home from scouts and asked me what was wrong. I told him I wanted to go running. My body was so agitated and wanted to move even though it hasn't been able to. To REALLY move as in some serious physical take your feet and pound them into the pavement.

The SM asked me if I wanted to go for a walk and I told him NO! I wanted to run and then I begged him to please take me running. So he did!

And I ran. Well, shuffled more like. It isn't running when the SM is walking quickly next to you but I didn't care. I was out picking up my feet taking my heart rate up a few notches and embracing the cool night air and it felt awesome!

This is the problem with being naughty. At least for me........I wanna do it again!!! I got away with it once.....think I could again?

Tuesday, September 15, 2009

Clifford got in a car accident.

This is Clifford. I think you can see why we call our Suburban Clifford. He has served us well over the years and hopefully for many more. I'm not willing to give him up just yet.

A few weeks ago another car rammed into Clifford and can you see what it did to Clifford???? There's a reason I drive a jacked up hunk of metal. We couldn't see any damage either.....well on Clifford. The car that hit got kind of busted up.

Clifford needed a bath in a big way. Hauling The Natives around........the SM hauling the scouts was time. Another reason I drive a jacked up hunk of metal. When it is time to wash.......I hose the sucker down inside and out and wash away the summers worth of camping trips.

My baby felt his vehicle needed washing.

He worked long and hard on his van until..............

.......and then I made him stand there pretending I couldn't hear him so I could take photos of his predicament. I'm a mom. It's what I do!

Monday, September 14, 2009

If at first you don't succeed.......try shoving it in backwards!

How many large objects can a person fit into a bike cart? If you're Levi who is forever shoving items into the bike cart and hauling them around....several.

This post the pictures tell a better story than words.

And he's off!!!

Until the alligator teeter totter meets the mailbox sending the driver sprawling.

At which the driver announces, "I'm okay".......gets up......

and gives the offending mailbox a dirty look for jumping out at the alligator.

On he rides until the neighbors fence also jumps out and tries to attack the alligator at which point..........Levi knocks the fences block (fence post cap) off. He has a habit of doing this. Sorry Van Wagoner's. I promise, I did mean to run down and put that back on but until posting these photos.....I kind of sort of forgot as I was caught up in this adventure.

Levi changes tactics and decides it is time to move the alligator from the front to the back. Less likely to cause problems if facing backwards.

Nothing to it. All is right in the world of bike cart hauling.

Every time Levi turns around in the VanWagoner's driveway I cringe and pray a hundred times that he doesn't bif it and scratch up all of their beautiful white new vehicles. No one should be allowed to have new vehicles where Levi rides. My nerves can't take it.

Not to worry........this time......he makes the turn and starts to head back.

Only to have the infernal alligator jump out of the back.

Levi is taking no guff from alligator. Back in he goes and is told he is grounded if he pulls anymore shenanigans.

Levi looks back and gives alligator a warning eye reminding him that the offending mailbox is coming up and he is to do nothing to antagonize it.

They make it! And all is well. Phew! Life as a bike cart hauler is a serious business.

Friday, September 11, 2009

The little boy and his hat!

Once upon a time there was a little boy who lived in a village with several natives.

The village was a prosperous village in many ways and all were encouraged to learn a craft.

The village mum decided she wanted to embrace color and took up knitting.

So excited she was at her knew found craft that she decided to make her baby girl a hat.....only to find out......that the needles she was using were too the hat was too small...........

So the little boy got the hat. The End!

P.S. The pattern for this hat is in this book.

Thursday, September 10, 2009

Step No. 1 to conquering addiction. Admit you have a problem. But I don't have a problem....

As you all know I've taken up knitting.......or it has taken me up. I'm not sure which. Maybe both as some days it consumes me........ or I consume it.

I wasn't in too much trouble when I first started but the internet can be an evil evil thing. Take a look at this little sunhat! How can I NOT make that for my baby girl?

Do you see what I mean? You take just one little peek thinking, "What harm can it do" and next thing you know you are addicted and can't stop and you're looking for more and more patterns and your family is asking you to go to 12 Step to quit the addiction. But you don't want to because it's therapeutic! It's cheaper than therapy!! At least that is my story and I'm stinkin' to it.

Now, if you'll excuse me, I've a hat I'm finishing up for my baby and when I get it finished I'll post pictures here for you and then you'll want to knit too. Then you'll know exactly what I'm talking about because we'll be sitting side by side at 12 Step denying that we have a problem.