Monday, October 31, 2005
Sunday, October 30, 2005
Although this isn't the "best" picture of Chris, I must comment. I have been killing myself doing pilates nightly. I must be the only person to sprain an ankle doing it, but there it is. I sweat. I swear. I work hard at keeping up and learning to like this horrible 20 minute nightly torture session. I have yet to lose any weight, but I keep doggedly at it. Chris comes to me this morning and blithely informs me (while munching on a chocolate square in one hand and gulping down a coca-cola in the other)... "Hey Hun, my pants are getting too big! lookie what I can do!" (and proceeds to pull off his jeans without unbuttoning or unzipping them) The big jerk. He does no exercise, lives at Burger King for lunch, and HE LOSES 5 pounds. I wonder if that is a cause for justifiable homicide?
- Something "bad" happening to either of my sons. (notice the superstition is such that I cant even say exactly what bad means... But most of you could figure it out)
- Losing someone I care about (other than my sons that is a separate fear but my husband, my parents, or certain other friends and family members)
- Car accidents. I am the worst passenger, ever. I make that "hissing" noise all the time. (it isn't death I worry about in an accident, its the pain.)
- Mice. No, not the pet store variety. I like the little white and brown ones you can buy to have as a pet. I fear the little home invaders that live out in the field behind our building. The ones who BITE.
- My own funeral. I always have said I want to be cremated because honestly I think if I died and my husband hosted a funeral, complete with casket, church and priest, no one would come. What a testament to my life. Eleanor Rigby's got nothing on me.
And a final note: 5 extra points if you know who Eleanor Rigby is; 5 more if you got the reference. 10 points, too, if you goggled Eleanor Rigby because you didn't know!
edit: GOOGLE, i MEANT Google!!
What are you afraid of?
Saturday, October 29, 2005
Friday, October 28, 2005
Thursday, October 27, 2005
This morning I watched the maintenance folks change the door knob on that apartment and hand the new keys to, (drum-roll please...) you guessed it... THE PIGGYS! They are STILL HERE!
Wednesday, October 26, 2005
Tuesday, October 25, 2005
Monday, October 24, 2005
1 cup all-purpose flour
2 cups quick whole oats (rolled)
1/2 cup chopped unsalted peanuts
1 large ripe banana (mashed)
1/2 teaspoon pure vanilla extract
1/4 sup unsweetened applesauce
preheat oven to 350 degrees Fahrenheit
stir together flour, oats, and peanuts in a bowl
in a separate bowl stir banana, applesauce, and vanilla extract
add the first bowl of dry ingredients to the banana mixture and stir
roll dough into walnut size balls and flatten on ungreased baking sheet
bake 15 minutes or until lightly golden
cool on rack before serving
These doggy treats are supposed to stay good for a week if stored in an airtight container on the counter, or if wrapped well and frozen, they will keep for two months. Since I do not have a dog, I can't vouch for how much a dog would like them, but it seemed like such an easy healthy recipe of things that most people already have in their kitchens. I thought perhaps Jengibre (that's my moms little monster... errr dog) might enjoy them as part of her less chicken, more health food diet.
Doctors: Chris's appointment was all screwed up. They only did some of the stuff they needed to do, so now we wait for another appointment, which can take ages. I often think the Veteran's administration would rather he have a heart attack and die so that they wouldn't have to care for him anymore than actually treat him. I get so frustrated with them.
Powerball: hooray! Someone from southern Oregon actually won the three hundred and forty million dollar jackpot! I think this is the first time an Oregonian has won it. There are 29 states and the US Virgin Islands involved in it.
Army: Kathryn is doing great! She met the goals the army set for her weight loss and is going to be able to join up! She has lost around thirty pounds. She has gone from a size 22 to a size 16. We calculated her BMI and body fat and it appears she will be ready to ship out for basic training in December.
My Dad: My dad and his family have joined the 20th century by finally purchasing a computer and getting online. I giggle when he pointed out that it is the twenty-first century now. He might never catch up.
Last Thing: don't let this update post make you miss the three new photographs below! We finally got our pictures back from wal-mart and they are worth scrolling down to take a look at. (There I go with that humility in the face of Indy's awesomeness!)
Sunday, October 23, 2005
Saturday, October 22, 2005
I, personally need (according to Google):
Needs to get back to her true calling
Needs some help in moving some fliers to their destination
Needs encouragement to join in and socialize
Needs something less stressful, more flowing
the indirect needs seem to include mortgage brokers, a purple chair, an education, a lovematch, and a budget.
I am pretty needy, huh!
This is, of course, my father's mother. She lives just a half an hour drive from us, and Indiana seems to take to her. We enjoy visiting her every few weeks so she can keep up with how fast Indy is growing, since she does not have a computer.
Also, every time we go to Wal-Mart, her home is only 15 minutes further. Today we went to give her copies of the new pictures. I will be getting those pictures on here in a few days.
Friday, October 21, 2005
Indiana is a kisser.
Put them to together.
Instant Puppy Love!
Actually, I should feel bad because they were killing each other with tongues out and all I could do was laugh and say "hey, someone get the camera!" instead of doing the "good" parent thing and grabbing the dog. But, if I had don't the good parent thing I wouldn't have this great picture. And also, haven't you heard a dogs mouth is cleaner than ours? And I didn't actually SEE the dog licking anywhere else first. hehe.
Thursday, October 20, 2005
Wednesday, October 19, 2005
Tuesday, October 18, 2005
The Hand That Feeds by Nine Inch Nails
Indy will drop whatever he is doing to listen to this. The song "grew on me" after a while (thank goodness since I have to hear it like 50 times a day). Why couldn't he just be a Beatle fan? Is that too much to ask!?!?
My Japanese name is 石丸 Ishimaru (round stone) 久美子 Kumiko (eternal beautiful child).
Visit Evol's blog to get directions to your own Japanese Name!
Monday, October 17, 2005
Sunday, October 16, 2005
That also means the blog is 6 months old.
And also that Chris has been on his "new" job for six months.
And, Finally, that I haven't had a full nights sleep in about 10 years, errr six months.
Happy Six months to Us!
(picture from PBS kids program: Between the Lions)
Saturday, October 15, 2005
Friday, October 14, 2005
Thursday, October 13, 2005
this is where i got the original... dont know why my link to it wouldnt work, but his does. His site is called live from antwerp. he has links to all over the place.
this is the page... maybe if i try without the funny word bit!?!?
One of these days I'm going to look into blogrolling so I don't have to go in and put in the code manually every time she finds someone new she likes. For that matter, everytime I find someone I like. Ah well, the blogs I read are worth a few minutes of typing in the template.
Wednesday, October 12, 2005
YAH RAH RAH RAH CHEER CHEER RAH RAH HOORAY YAH!!!!!!
Do you get a thousand of those snail mail spammers... Like pre paid visa card applications? I lifted this link, from "live in Antwerp" (which I cant seem to find the link for at the moment... ) I'm not organized... Anyways, I Laughed, then I grinned evilly thinking about which of the junk snail mail fellows I am going to be sending a package to in the near future!
he has some interesting stuff going on, including a bomb from world war two being discovered in his neighborhood and now you can read it in english, as well as enjoy his great pictures.
a special thanks also to JJ and Helen for teaching me how to do the neat little "click this word and go where i want you to" thing!
Tuesday, October 11, 2005
edit: At 845 I woke him up. I wasn't willing to get up at 3am just because he got his sleep schedule screwy. So here it is 1030 at night and he is standing in his jumper, sort of tired, but not cranky, which is nice. I think I am going to let him play himself into a coma. Probably put him in his crib around 11. I know that's late, but he sleeps until almost noon, so its all good for me!
Monday, October 10, 2005
I will admit that I was a non-believer. In fact I was an anti-believer. Sure, I read the same literature and surfed the same web sites that you did, but I wasn't a believer. I even bought a few books, but none covinced me it could happen to me. I was positive that I was destined to spend eternity in the recliner. I do not have anything against the recliner. It is Blue. It matches the couch. It stretches out nicely. I have spent many a night in it. Pardon my rambling, I am just SO very happy. Tonight IT happened. I dropped Indy into his crib, awake. Wide AWAKE. He cried for about 5 minutes. I did to. All got quiet. I just KNEW he had choked to death, hung himself on a toy, or otherwise found a way to "off" himself. He was sound asleep. He put himself to sleep. In less than 5 minutes! I am a Believer. And, yes I AM singing the monkeys song in my head... "Then I saw (his) face, now I'm a believer! "(hehe)
Sunday, October 09, 2005
(Last Christmas Grandma Donkey bought us the greatest crib... It has a changing table, dresser and shelves built in, and converts from crib to day bed to toddler bed and then the sides swing around for conversion into full sized head board) Oh, did ya notice the picture... he is sitting up by himself! For brief periods he will sit alone, then either succumb to the excitement of it all and fall over backwards, or get lazy about the balance and slowly drift over to one side or the other, but he is sitting up at last!
Indy's daddy wanted to buy a new "Papa Harley" outfit for pictures to send to his dad, and this is it. I do NOT want my son to grow up to be a biker, but he does look good in the clothes!