Friday, March 30, 2012

Friday Night

I babysat, MY MOTHER, for three hours.

Three, excruciatingly long hours.

During those three hours I learned the following:


  • I still cannot live with my mother.
  • Mother is losing her hearing.
  • I cannot watch TV, especially for extended periods of time, and sitcoms in particular annoy me. (I don't love Big Bang Theory!) 
  • My father's obsessive dishwashing is just as annoying as when I was in high school. (Yes I did put my dishes in the sink. And rinsed them clean.)
  • Mother's hinting at her inability to vacuum didn't make me feel compelled to offer to clean her house in the least. I learned I'm heartless.
Rousing Friday night over here!

After I came home I learned the DH hates me hacking his status ALMOST as much as I hate him reading over my shoulder!

Touche sir! I win!!

Creative Thursday




I've linked up with Marcia for Virtual Craft Day again, and you should too!

This was a spur of the moment kind of craft. Opportunity presented itself and I struck! It's March and I've been embracing the whole recycling-craft idea and this goes along with it. I have to admit I'm pretty smitten with how it turned out.

Early one morning I returned from helping Claire in the bathroom to find this...

Emma and Ham had ripped a hole in the top of the play table. It was a pleather top with a little foam beneath it. The were gleefully shoving their hands through the hole and were quite tickled with their distruction. They are turning into a terrible twosome.

Initially I was going to save the foam batting and get more pleather, but the foam was also ripped so I stripped it completely. It was fiberboard(?), a bit like a clipboard, and the top unfinished so it looked like canvas!

I sanded, primed, and cleaned up during an episode of Play With Me Sesame.

I eagerly waited for nap time to start this!

Then nap was over and I had a boarder!

After pestering my cousin we decided on letters because chalk board paint is expensive AND I wouldn't be able to tolerate the chalk dust!

For the next few days I added more letters during nap time. 



I should have better spaced things, but it was all free hand and I didn't want it to look too planned.

 
After this I handed it over to my cousin. She polyed and sanded it. The poly picked up the red boarder and gave it a really cool antiqued look. She lightly sanded between coats which distressed it a bit and added to the antiqued look. I love it!
I'm sure I'll be a little depressed when they outgrow this and it goes the way of the dinosaurs. For now it will serve as our play table. It's far more durable then another fabric top that would suffer the same fait as the first. The ladies also started playing "Letters" where they grab a chair and slap the letters they call out. Letter recognition! HA! 

Not too shabby, save for the N,Q, and V area. My attempts to fix them only made it worse. I love the G but the girls don't recognize it as a G, the same holds true for the lower case D and the E occasionally. The C and the U are often confused as well. My favorite letters are the L, J, Y, I, G, and especially my zebra print Z!

Thanks for looking!

Thursday, March 29, 2012

Not Knowing How To Feel (RANT)

I'm not so great with emotions, I never have been. I can remember the therapy sessions I had in elementary school, although I'm not sure why I was in therapy, and having it reinforced that I needed to show emotion and tell people how I feel. To this day I still struggle with, only now I get aggravated with myself for not knowing how to feel.

Need an example? My mother had her uterus ripped out yesterday. I say these things happen and go about my day genuinely unconcerned. I went shopping, cleaned the house, caught up on laundry, and had dinner with the in-laws. I checked to make sure she is still alive and if my assistance is needed because that is what is expected of me. I could careless about the entire ordeal. It's for the best, like getting new brakes for the car. Then I struggle with worrying that people will think that I don't care enough. Or maybe I should have gone to the hospital and I'm just not taking things seriously enough. My sister was trying to make plans to come up for this life-or-death surgery. So someone could sit with Dad and help take care of her when she comes home. Why? I don't get it. If they need help, they'll ask.

So that is the set-up for Trayvon Martin. I'm not sure how to feel.

Life was lost, unnecessarily, and that is sad. How could someone defend themselves with skittles and tea? However I'm not trying to buy into all the media hype and just see the facts. Florida has a Stand Your Ground law that I fully support. Fully, but only when used appropriately. Someone breaking into my house at 3 a.m. is grounds for such a law. I can think of no reason why someone wouldn't knock first, especially at 3 a.m., and therefore I should be able to defend myself and family. In my fine state I would be required by law to be backed into a corner before I defended myself with deadly force. That doesn't mean I want to kill anyone, but I don't want to be backed into a corner fighting for my life.

A man ransacked several cars on our street, and stole from us an iPod, necklace, sleeping bag, case of sodas, and several other small things (including Tom my fertile turtle!!) from our car and was given PBJ despite having priors. I could foam from the mouth about the short comings of our legal system but I think that is common knowledge. Why I am no legal expert, I don't understand why Zimmerman has yet to be charge with a crime. I'm not sure what ground he was standing. From the accounts I've read, Zimmerman instigated. Whether directly or indirectly, he followed the boy and some sort of interaction took place. After that Martin may well have threatened his life, but it seems clear that Zimmerman instigated this skirmish and I feel that should negate any 'ground standing' right he may have.

I know that the media has hyped and spun this case. I know there must be more than meets the eye. I just don't understand how it can be legal to pick a fight and then fatal shoot someone. Had Zimmerman left it to police to determine how suspicious someone looked, none of this would have happened. In a crime with no witnesses, who is lying? Or is this some sort of legal loop hole?? Can Zimmerman claim self-defense if he was the aggressor?

Furthermore, why is there a race war being started? I'm not agreeing with Geraldo, because who in their right mind would, but there is some validity to his thinking. I remember in high school teachers would beat into us to look the part. They held mock college/job interviews and you were expected to look and sound the part. So yes, if you look like a hoodlum you should expect to be treated as one. It's absolutely profiling. But does this apply to weekend attire? To personal life? If I'm running to the store, I will probably wear sweatshirt. I lived in hoodies in high school. I had an oversized hoodie that I wore during hockey season, and I loved it. But no one ever stopped me walking home and I was carrying a solid, wooden stick!! Is it because I was white? A girl? The short skirt? Have things really changed that much?

So there, it's off my chest. I'm just not sure how I feel about the Trayvon Martin case other than it's sad. I don't think there was enough just cause to warrant killing someone. I feel like I'm giving Zimmerman too much credit, but I also feel the media is spinning things too much for me to see clearly.


Tuesday, March 27, 2012

Holy Tricycle!

So I thought I was ahead of the curve, I splurged on a balance bike and the girls love to play with it. With it, not on it. They're just a little too small, still, over 6 months later. They do play with it, and the love to be pushed on it. They will actually just sit with it sometimes. Oh, and they have no idea about how to steer.

Prior to the skuut, we had two hand-me-down toddler bikes. One a small, pink princess bike with training wheels and the stupid adult push handle, the other a small, plastic, fisher price trike. They still love to play with these outside. LOVE TO! Especially the trike. I am desperate to get rid of princess number, it's doesn't encourage them do use it themselves and I'm not going to push them up and down the sidewalks. Not happening.

It's been gorgeous out and bikes have resurfaced on their radar, and with Easter around the corner I am all about buying some tricycles. But HOLY TRICYCLE BATMAN! Is it just me? Are tricycles ridiculously expensive? Am I that cheap?? You can tell me. I can take it.

I was expecting roughly $30-$50 depending on the quality. For another cheap plastic special I was willing to pay $30-ish dollars, hopefully catching a sale. For a replica of my beloved Radio Flyer (that is sitting in my attic with the wooden blocks still taped to the peddles) I though $50 was reasonable. $100 for two bikes was reasonable for me, assuming I went for something durable and lasting. However paying over $100 for two plastic hunks is making me nervous. A plastic big wheel is $60 at Hellmart! As is the traditional Radio Flyer which is where I'm currently leaning. The tricycles I fell in love with are too big and over $100 each. Have you seen the Italtrikes?? I love them!!

Add to this price debacle the fact that the girls have requested pink and purple bikes which makes me cringe. I also refuse to buy anything with crazy characters on it just to save a few dollars. I want something relatively plain, I want them to focus on riding the playing-not showing off dora or what each button does. It's a bike, just ride. I want something that will last but I don't want to spend a fortune on it if the transition to real bikes early, like I planned because kids should grow according to plan!!


Help me?! Am I really that cheap? Is this reasonable? Do you have trikes yet?

I'm leaning towards two traditional Radio Flyers and jazzing them up with some decals or something. I like the newer Radio Flyers but I can't justify spending $80 on a trike. But these plans will be blown out of the window if I can find this at a yard sale on the cheap!!

I LOVE IT!



Project Grow: Week 3 Update

Everything is growing very nicely!! The few tomatoes we moved too early died off but so far they were our only loss.

I'd also like to mention the warm weather has left us this week and there was a frost warning last night. I guess Mother Nature has other plans for spring.

Monday, March 26, 2012

Happy Birthday Aunt Mel!!

So my cousin turns 30 today! While I'm not big on birthdays myself, I am tickled with how our flowers for her turned out! They were so fun and easy, just like the cupcakes!!


Happy birthday Aunt Mel!!

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Friday, March 23, 2012

Marcos and Me

A quick hello from my travels through life with Marcos.



Sing along!


Screw the snow, we'll play with the saucer anyhow!


Screamies in the back.


You got it, dude!

Almost as creepy as when the dog does it. Gross!



Love the hazel eyes!


Run for you lives!


So sad.

Don't judge me.

I love milk jugs!

I know it's silly!!


You people bore me.

Self shot on the floor-impossible. 


I may or may not have just poked a hole in the screen.

This is how my night of poo started.




Oh macros, how you fulfill me. 

So there's a quick run through of the top pics from the last few weeks.
Hope you enjoyed.

Wednesday, March 21, 2012

Happy Spring

Yesterday was the first day of spring, and once the rain cleared we went out to celebrate!

The girls don't like this flower. It still lives.

But they really like the hyacinths. 

What a happy bunch. Can no one smile??

I can tell you how happy they were to be out. The last few days have really spoiled them and being inside for the first part of the morning was killer.

A rare smile from the bear.

Chalk is always a hit, I need some more ideas for outdoor quick play. I love that HAM was laying down, all into her work. 

Daddy and his favorite girl!
But seriously, this whole carry me/hold me game is OLD! I don't think they see just how big they've become. They are not 4lb bundles anymore! They want to sit on my lap or lay across me which is really annoying, especially when we are outside. I love the occasional hug during play, a quick cuddle for a scrape, even picking them up to do something- just laying on me to lay on me is ridiculous. It also makes it impossible to chase other chitterlings who may be making a break for it...

Welcome spring!
More importantly, welcome back outside play!!