Tuesday, September 30, 2008
Tonight was a stake activity and I didn't feel like going. (The YW Pres is my next door neighbor. I yelled out the door that I felt like staying home and she gave me permission.) Since I was here, hangin with the guys, they invited me to go out with them. (Nice, eh?)
(You're guessing that I'm building up to this week's Adamism aren't you?)
So we pull into the parking lot and the car we are next to has a guy and girl in the front seat (not even sitting next to each other). Adam jumps out of our car, looks at their car and jumps back in and in a voice filled with horror and disgust whispers, "MOM!! Be careful! Those people want to suck face!" (Seriously, they were sitting so far away from each other they could have been in separate cars!)
For a moment I felt like Inigo Montoya talking to the Sicilian:
I couldn't get out of the car for about 2 minutes while I laughed.
I went to the doctor today about my lung pain. It has all but gone away, but I wanted to make sure that I was okay before I drive 900 miles away. Who wants to be sick in the Happiest Place on Earth?!?!
He was quite perplexed and couldn't really make a diagnosis for me. His initial thought was a blood clot (eeeek!!), but due to the fact that I'm still upright and breathing, he crossed that off his list. He thinks I diagnosed myself correctly (pleurisy), but wants me to watch things closely until we leave. There is a slight chance that I "blew a gasket" (not doctor verbiage) when I sneezed last week. What that means is that when I sneezed I could have exploded a little lung sack or something like that. (Due to the fact I never attended medical school, I don't know all the technical terms and I can't remember what he called this condition.) That does have the potential to be dangerous, so I will be very careful over the next few days. If it starts hurting again, I have to have an x-ray, which I don't want to pay for. However, I remain optimistic that all is well and that my pleurisy is on the mend.
Sunday, September 28, 2008
This week I got something cool. The university I applied to (hint: it's located in my town) sent me a letter of acceptance. I am now a student!! Granted, I'm considered a non-traditional student and I can't take more than 6 credits at a time, but heck, I can't do more than that and still be a mom anyway.
I'm very happy.
I plan on taking a photography class. (A real photography class. Not like that one I took through Continuing Education last year.) I will be enrolled in January 2009.
We went to P. Reservoir yesterday to take some autumn themed family pictures and in one of our adventures, he fell into a thicket of Stinging Nettle.
(Thicket seemed the most appropriate word when referring to the amount of Stinging Nettle there was. The last time I saw it was when we lived in Oregon and there was only a plant or two. This was a field full of the stuff. On the bright side, now we can identify it if we see it again!)
Today, he is fine. He had a slight rash this morning when he woke up, but tonight all evidence of his mishap has disappeared!!
Okay, I guess I can a little bit. (Obviously.) But it hurts!!
I have a spot in my left lung that feels like I've got a really sharp stick poking out. As long as I take short little puffs of air in, then that big pokey thing doesn't hurt. But if I have to... say... sneeze, cough or even burp, (all of which requires a large intake of air) then watch out! That pokey stick feels like it's ready to break through my skin! The sneeze is swallowed, the cough sputters and the burp, well, it doesn't live up to my reputation! (It turns more into a Kristi size burp. Not that I knock Kristi's burps. Heavens!! When I first met Kristi, she didn't even know how! I'll take what I can get from her!!)
**sidenote: Happy birthday to Kristi this week!!
I have my suspicions on what I might have but I'll go to the doctor first to make sure. Let's hope I can get in tomorrow. In the meantime, take a LARGE cleansing breath in for me, will you?
I miss breathing!!
Saturday, September 27, 2008
That means I knew and LOVED Shaun Cassidy. I had his records and I had his posters. I watched Hardy Boys religiously. I also watched re-runs of The Patridge Family because that was Shaun's mom and half brother on the show! (DUH!!)
That feathered hair....
Those big brown eyes....
His deep sultry voice.... (well that's what I thought when I was 11)
He was as cute as Andy Gibb and Leif Garrett!!
Today is Shaun Cassidy's 50th birthday!!
Dude!!! He's old enough to join AARP!!!
Tuesday, September 23, 2008
(Hi April! Of course it's okay that you come visit here! Please feel free to leave comments!!)
Moving on ------
I hesitate to even post this Adam-ism. Is it appropriate? Hardly. Is it funny? Hilarious. But since I have plans to eventually print off all my blog postings into a memory book for my kids, I kind of feel like I have to include this. This one is a whopper:
This morning Adam came running to me after a trip to the bathroom. He was in panic mode.
"MOM!!! DO YOU KNOW WHAT? MY BUM HAS A HOLE IN IT!!!!"
(In my 40 years of living, I can say that I don't think I have ever had a conversation like this!)
When Adam is totally serious and dramatic like this, it pays to keep a straight face. I can get so much more information from him when I act like I'm taking him seriously. So, I swallow my laugh, take him on my lap and in a concerned voice say, "Oh really?....." (It's really hard not to laugh. Really hard.)
"Why do you think your bum has a hole?"
Adam is feeling the shock and the horror of his realization. You can tell in the way he answers (which I can't convey in written word. Too bad.) "That's where my poop comes out!"
I can't help it!! A little snicker erupts from my closed lips. I have to close my eyes to compose myself. I've resorted to one syllable grunts.
"And do you know what else, Mom?"
Tears are leaking out of my eyes. He's so serious and I'm a ticking bomb..... Hopefully he thinks I'm crying because of his damaged bum. He doesn't fully understand that people can laugh so hard they cry.
"What else, Adam?"
"The crack in my bum is...... missing!!! The hole took it away!!"
(I can hardly type. Remembering this conversation has wracked me with convulsive laughter!)
My poor boy!!
In spite of my amusement, I grow concerned. HOW DID HE FIND THAT HOLE IN HIS BUM?
I had to ask.
He answered me in a tone of voice that made me feel like the dumbest potato in the sack...."A mirror!" ---Like every person in the world should just put his bum up to a mirror and check it out!
The thing about my boy is that he is a sharing kid. He tells stories to anyone who will give him a kind look. His Primary teacher knows more about our house than I do! When I pass her in the hall at church, she snickers and looks away. He prays about our family in Sharing Time. My visiting teacher (who is the primary pianist) calls frequently and says, "I was calling to see how ____ is," because Adam was praying for it.
I can only imagine what his kindergarten teacher thinks. Did he go to school today and announce his deformity? I'll know tomorrow when I volunteer in class. If the teacher and her aid can't look me in the eye, then I'll know.
The secret is out!!
(Of course, when Calvin got home from work, Adam had to tell him his horror story. When he finished, Calvin looked at me, eyebrows raised, curious look on his face. I don't think he believed that Adam was having a serious conversation. I just shrugged my shoulders and walked away. My stomach muscles couldn't handle suppressing that much laughter again.)
Monday, September 22, 2008
My sitemeter tells me that I have a lot of visitors even though most don't leave comments. While I love getting comments, just the fact that you want to visit is okay. Well, today I'm going to ask you to come out of the shadows for just a moment --
(Believe me, I'm a lurker too!)
Here's what I'm looking for. I want you to tell me what your favorite part of Disneyland is. When you go, what do you have to do every single time?
For example, I have a friend that said I need to get a Mint Julep from the French Quarter. I didn't even know there was a French Quarter!!!
Another friend told us to eat at the Golden Horseshoe and watch the show they put on. Okay. We can do that.
Someone told us to buy a membership to ridemax.com where they make an itinerary for us to maximize our ride time and reduce line waits. I would love to do that, but I'm not sure what rides are a must (Indiana Jones?)
Your expert opinion means a lot to me.
Now, you can go back to lurking.
(I allow anonymous comments here, although it would be fun to see your first name!)
Sunday, September 21, 2008
He climbed on the counter (his favorite spot in the kitchen), grabbed the peeler and got busy. He was so proud of himself! And he did a GREAT job!
(It was HIS idea that I take pictures. He was peeling and said, "Hey mom! I think you need to get your camera and take a picture of me!" And you know me... I never turn down and opportunity to snap a photo. Especially with such a willing subject!)
Thursday, September 18, 2008
I was perusing YouTube and found this vid. First of all, I LOVE the re-do of the Bee Gee's song How Deep is Your Love. I don't usually like remakes, but I actually think this one is better! Secondly, I just liked the small clips of the movie. It's fun to watch. (Aly is going to be so jealous that I found this before she did!)
**Editor's Note: I originally thought the song was by Olivia Newton John and was "gently" reminded (coughs into hand) that it was BeeGees that sang it. Please forgive my memory lapse!
Tuesday, September 16, 2008
When I need some serious salt, I *heart* Gardetto's (but I don't heart the little dark brown pieces).
I *heart* silly teenage girls who wear big earrings
I *heart* little boys that sleep with their eyes wide openI *heart* bald guys that want to take me dancing (and sometimes get food stuck in their teeth)
I don't *heart* fall, but I *heart* that there is plenty of fresh Candy Corn available this time of year!
And I *heart* my camera even though I still don't know how to use it properly (I put my application to the University in the mail today!! I'm going to take a photography class during winter semester.)
Saturday, September 13, 2008
1926 - 2008
Helen, 81, of *****, died Sept. 11, 2008, at Assisted Living after a courageous battle with cancer. She was born Oct. 3, 1926, to Egon and Anna in Blackfoot. She attended schools in Blackfoot. She was the first female student body president of Blackfoot High School. She attended Utah State University and served as executive president of Lambda Delta Sigma her senior year. She graduated in 1948 with a Bachelor of Science Degree in Home Economics. She later earned her Master of Science degree from Oregon State University. She started her teaching career in Rigby. She began teaching at Ricks College in 1953 and worked there until she retired 35 years later. In 1996, Ricks College renamed a women's dorm after Helen. She was a devoted member of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. She served a mission in Denmark. She also held many positions, such as Relief Society President. She loved spending time with her family and friends. She lived most of her life with her sister Maxine. She and her sisters loved to travel. She also enjoyed writing family histories. Helen is survived by her brothers Fred and Egon (Connie) and nephew Jerry (MarLynn), all of Idaho Falls, and niece Connie (Dan) Baker of Orem, Utah. She was preceded in death by her parents, Egon and Anna, stepmother, Gretel, and her sisters Katherine and Maxine. Funeral services will be held at noon on Tuesday, Sept. 16, at the North Stake center. The family will receive friends Tuesday from 10 to 11:45 a.m. at the church prior to services. Burial will be in the Grove City Cemetery in Blackfoot.
Thursday, September 11, 2008
You're awesome!! Thanks again!
Tuesday, September 9, 2008
The conversation Adam and I had today after school:
"Hey, buddy! I'm glad you're home!! How was school today?"
"It was soooo boring. All you do is sit on your butt ALL DAY!!!!!!!"
A few hours later, here is Adam's nighttime prayer:
"Please bless me to be good....
Please bless Aly to be nice at school....
Please bless that I won't have to sit on my butt all day at school...."
Apparently the newness of kindergarten has worn off.
Apparently Adam forgot that "butt" is not an acceptable word.
Apparently, there's not enough going on in kindergarten to keep his attention. I don't think he's being challenged enough, which can be a problem for an active, creative young boy. Right now his class is just learning the alphabet -- how to recognize and write the letter.
Adam knows all of it. He's reading --not Harry Potter, but he's putting 3 & 4 letter words together! He needs more. He will stay on task and stay sitting in his chair if he's given something difficult to work on. Learning what the letter "B" looks like is not challenging!
I don't write all this to brag. Heavens no!! It's just been 11 years since I had a kid in kindergarten and I don't know what's correct protocol. Do I bug the teacher for harder more stimulating work? I can't believe he's the only kid in class that knows the alphabet, am I the only whiny mom?
I'm hoping that Kristi, my dear 1st grade teacher friend, will weigh in with her opinion on this. Also, Thorkgal is heavily entrenched in an elementary school as the librarian, so I'm hoping she'll have some thoughts. I welcome any other thoughts that might be out there--
Sunday, September 7, 2008
Okay, Chelli, calm down.
AUGH!!!! GASP!!! ARGH!!!
I'm all wigged out because I just purchased a non-refundable room in a hotel for Disneyland. For most people this is no big deal. For me, it's HUGE!!!
I'm a tightwad when it comes to certain things and I hate putting down a chunk of change for something I've never seen before. Especially money that I have no hope of receiving back if things change and we can't go on this trip.
It's been almost 31 years since I've been to So. CA and Disneyland (for the math challenged, that means I went in December 1977). I was in elementary school. Certainly things have changed since we were there.
Okay, breathe deeply!!
I reserved rooms in the Holiday Inn, which got great reviews in all the websites I checked out. The rates were actually very reasonable. It's just that NON-REFUNDABLE word that is flashing in my brain. It's lingering. I'm sure I'll have nightmares of a dollar sign ($) chasing me through the city streets screaming, "I'M NON-REFUNDABLE!!! I'M NON-REFUNDABLE!!! MUWAAAHAHAHA!!"
(I'm dramatic that way.)
I love going places and I'm very excited (really I am!!) to take the family to the Happiest Place on Earth. The kids are thrilled and Calvin is too. I should have made him make the reservations, but he's so busy and stressed with his job that I needed to bear this burden. I also have to find and purchase the Park Hopper Passes (obviously the cheapest way possible), so I'll be stressing out again soon.
Does anyone else freak out like this? Or am I the only travel-drama-queen?
I promise I'm excited to go!! It's going to be great fun!
Saturday, September 6, 2008
Friday, September 5, 2008
My weekly date with Calvin was last night at the East Idaho State Fair. We look forward to the fair each year. It's a big deal here in Eastern Idaho. People from riles amound make the pilgrimage to Blackfoot to eat greasy/unhealthy fair food, go to concerts, muck around in animal barns and ride the unsafe rides in the midway. We (personally) go to eat greasy/unhealthy fair food -- HELLO tiger ears and caramel apples!! We also love to hang out at the back end of the animal stalls... well it's the only end available to hang out in!! It's always a game to see if we can run away fast enough when a tail gets lifted. And believe me, a lot of tails were moving last night as we walked by! We don't usually go to the concerts (Poison was last night) and I have a personal mission to never allow my family to sit on any ride that can be taken down and stored in a truck at the end of the week. So no roller coaster rides for us!! Instead of concerts and the midway, we spend the rest of our time people watching.
THAT'S a treat!!
Holy cow! there is a plethora of "interesting" people in this part of our state! (Do I dare say "redneck?") I live in a very conservative part of the state. Most of the residents here are LDS (90%) and we live in the most republican county in the country, so when we leave our little haven it's always shocking. There were tattoos, and earrings. I saw waaay too much cleavage -- both on top and bottom. **cringe** (I wanted to shout, "pull up your pants and cover your chest you 14 year old!")
To be honest, I would LOVE to take my camera and just sit and take photos of all the interesting faces I see. I could fill a book.
Maybe another year.
Bullies in school
My boy was pushed around in the bathroom at school yesterday. That bugs me. Why do they let kindergartners share a bathroom with 4th graders? I still don't know all the details, but I'm going to keep an eye on things and if they get bad, I'm going to play "Mama Bear" and growl at the principle. He's already on my short list for not okaying a crossing guard at a very busy corner by the school. He thinks there's not enough kids walking to warrant the expense, but I counted 13 kids that crossed that street in the 5 minutes I stood there. I think if there were 5 kids, that's enough to pay someone minimum wage for 1/2 hour a day -- yes it would probably be me. I tend to gravitate toward those kind of jobs.
When you start school the middle of August, Homecoming comes up quickly. It's next week for our school. Aly was invited to the dance today. She's very excited. She's made a friend (a boy) in Utah and his dad is driving him up so he can take her to the dance. Did I mention how excited she is?
Yes, we're fans. It's the only show on TV that we watch as a family (don't you miss the days of Happy Days and Little House on the Prairie?) We love it and clear our schedules in the spring so nothing interrupts our viewing of this show. Yesterday on the way to the fair, Calvin and I stopped at Best Buy and while we were browsing, we came upon the American Idol Wii game. We don't usually splurge like this.... but we bought it.
HOLY COW IT'S A FUN GAME!!!
Tonight we played it (as a family) for something like 3 1/2 hours. Yes, even Calvin "chimed" in and he and I competed against each other. It was hilarious as we tried to goof each other up so we'd sing off-key. It was also hilarious listening to Randy, Paula and Simon (real voices) critique us. Even when we stunk (most of the time) the judges were quite complimentary. Simon was even ... (gasp) NICE!! (The game has to be rigged. When Adam sang --quite off key-- there was no criticism. It just led him back to the song list to make a different choice.) This game is like Karaoke on steroids. It was fun!!
Step out of our comfort zone
Today Calvin signed us up for beginner ballroom dance classes. I think it's sweet, but I can tell you right now that we'll be the comedy relief for the class. I used to enjoy this style of dancing. I even took "social dance" when I attended Ricks College and did fairly well. However, more than 20 years have passed since then, with little or no dancing in all that time. My right foot has gradually morphed into a left and now I dance with two left feet!! Calvin's not known for his amazing rhythmic abilities (believe me I'm being kind), and that's why I'm scared. We'll be quite a show!!
The reality is that it's very sweet (maybe even romantic?) of my hubby to want to spend time with me like that. It's a nice break from our normal activities. Thanks Calvin for a great idea!! (Not that he ever reads this.)