Tuesday, March 18, 2008

Things of the present.

One good thing about being a nurse is that when your son gets six stitches in his right thumb, and ten days have passed, you can just take those crazy eyelash-looking things out without having to wait at Solantic for an epoch or two.

One bad thing about being a nurse is that you still get sick. Then a good thing is that you get better. Then a bad thing is that your daughter gets sick.

One good thing about being a nurse is participating in this, and having teachers join you in support of the kids. Very cool.

I'm getting my scrapbooks organized and accomplished what Emma (bless her poor feverish little body) called "a little bit of re-doing." I took about 15 minutes to move some pictures around on the bookshelf that is our living room and dust it. Then I laid down for 2 hours.

I am re-re-re-reading a book that Susie gave me not long after Bill and I were married. It is my go to book for comfort and is a re-set button when I feel unsatisfied with my home and the life I live inside it. Unlike most design books, it makes me appreciate what I have. Love this book, and recommend it to anyone.

Monday, March 17, 2008


This picture is from Emma's birthday in November. It's old, but it's on here because I felt like my blog was so colorless these days. Sorta like...well, me.

I got to really looking at this picture. Look at that crazy kindergarten classroom! Color, words, stimuli everywhere. Kindergarten classrooms are usually just bulging with crafts, toys, books, posters, learning galore! It's all low to the ground and accessible. There are little chairs with pockets in the back, buckets of crayons, glue and scissors on little tables, and art displayed all over the place.

I guess what I'm trying to say is that a well designed kindergarten classroom doesn't necessarily reflect a theme, or even look that pretty at first glance. It serves a purpose. It is useful and stimulating. A well run kindergarten is truly a sight to behold.

I think these are themes to borrow for my home. I don't have space. I don't have money. I have stuff. Stuff like pictures still leaning against the wall. Bookshelves that have empty spaces and stuff piling up around them. Baskets with contents unexplored for months. Time to re-think. Time to clean out and move around. (The re-thinking, cleaning out and moving around I don't have a problem with. It's the TIME.)

I'm ready for more color in my days.
I'm ready for the useful, the necessary, to be stimulating and interesting.
I'm ready to finish what I start. I think. I hope.

Tuesday, March 11, 2008


Man, it's been a while since I
a) posted
b) posted with that title!

But since Linda tagged me, I shall come out of my blog slump and post.

Seven random facts about me.

Which may turn into seven random things I thought about today, but that's still about me, right?

I finally am eating something besides a meat and cheese sandwhich, diet cherry vanilla dr. pepper and 100 cal snack bag for lunch. That is what I have eaten all year, with only slight variation, and the occasional splurge for "Grease Friday" when we order lunch out. This week I have had a lean pocket, a propel and a 100 cal snack bag. That's high livin' right there.

I have been diet coke free for 9 days. I have also been relatively headache free for 9 days.

Except for last friday night when I worked as a server and had a diet caffeine free coke to sustain me.

Speaking of which, having donned the tux shirt, bowtie and vest for the event, I now have complete sympathy for all the grooms in the world. Sheesh.

I remembered something. I remembered that my mother told me it was probably time for Bo to move to a sippy cup because he was throwing his bottle in the sink when he was finished with it. Before you gasp at how old he was, he was not yet two. So there. Train 'em early, I always say.

I really could eat candy morning noon and night. I love candy. dang it dang it dang it.

I am very strict with my children. My philosophy is that I'm raising them to be responsible, flexible, well-rounded adults. Lord help me, it's hard. They are so funny!

K. that's seven. Not very interesting really, but there you are.