Beachy Musings on Monday

My musings today will be delayed until tomorrow due to a one-day, "emergency," sun-basking beach trip.

Okay. Okay. So there's no emergency...but it sounded way more important when stated like that. *wink*

We'll be thinking of you as we do this:

See you tomorrow!

Friday Funnies

A classic in funnydom!

I love funny commercials, and this one is no exception!

I worked as a temp several summers and Christmases at an ad agency and took an advertising class at university. I would have loved to go into that field if I was more clever and competitive. The best part of the class? Previewing all the silly commercials!

Enjoy, and have a funny Friday!

Ever Been There, Done This?

Rainbow Connection

Coming home from my parents' house the other evening, we saw this beautiful rainbow stretching clear across the sky in a complete bow.

It was so bright and beautiful!

And what was even more amazing is that it lasted for nearly a half-hour.

We managed to drive 15 minutes home and run in to get the camera. Even then it was another 10 minutes or more before if faded into the clouds.

What a treat!

What a gift from God!

Wordless Wednesday

Anniversary Wishes!

I wanted to celebrate and congratulate my parents today on their

47th Wedding Anniversary!!

On June 17th 1961, my dad took my mom to be his wife.

The rest is, as they say, history!

In a day and age when marriage is based on "whatever feels right" at the moment, we're proud (and very thankful) to have them as role models!

Happy Anniversary, Mom and Dad!!

We love you!

Pointe Taken

So last Friday Emily finished her last night of "pointe club" -- a week of dance classes, each 2 1/2 hours long, that included 20 minutes of learning to dance on her toes...

Ouch.

She started off the weekend before with an eagerness and excitement that filled her daddy and me with pride. I finished sewing the elastic and ribbons on her shoes, and she danced around the living room, using her new pointe shoes to demonstrate some of the other dance steps she'd learned.

It was exhilarating to her.

And she eagerly anticipated her first class on Monday, just knowing she was a "natural" for this kind of dancing.

Nerves mixed with the fact that she forgot her regular dance shoes (and one of her fellow dancers just had to exclaim quite loudly her amazement at such a fact) caused the first night to be less than she'd hoped.

And they were only doing 20 minutes of en pointe each night? Despite her tender toes, she was so disappointed.

Until the second night when she came home with blisters on her blisters and very sore feet.

Somehow the week went downhill from there...

Each night the drama got heavier and sadder and, well, more dramatic. Oscar nominations were being handed in left and right.

You remember the worms song? "Nobody likes me...everybody hates me..." No, I didn't use it. But I did try pep talks...hot, bubble baths...hugs...

Sigh.

Finally, I told her to buck up and enjoy it because there were lots of other children all over the world who would have loved such an opportunity but couldn't have it because of blah, blah, blah.

I know. I know. I resorted to the "eat your spinach because..." lecture.

But sometimes it's the truth...and it needs to be said.

Anyway, "pointe" taken. *wink*

She finished the week of classes...with only a few minor complaints at the end.

*grin*

More Monday Musing-Alongs

The handsome chef about to use his new grill
Happy Monday to you! And to all those dads out there, I hope you enjoyed Father's Day yesterday.

We surprised the daddy in our house with a new charcoal grill on Saturday...a little early due to the fact that it needed to be set up. We were hoping he'd want to use it on Sunday to prepare some yummy dinner...and he did! He already has lots more grilling ideas in mind for this summer.

Time is once again whizzing along.

Only 88 more days until the unofficial "d-day" of "Leechie" (now pronounced [lee-ay-chay]) at our house. Egads! I don't remember the first two pregnancies going quite this fast. But then it has been over 7 years since I was last pregnant...*grin*

And only 5 months until the 24 Season 7 prequel and 7 until the actual season!! Think we're a bit excited?? Nah. We'll only have been waiting for 19 months for this particular season...

Today marks our poochie Buster Brown's 6th birthday! Wow! We can't believe he's 6 years old already! Happy Birthday, Buster!!

Edward lost his front tooth last Thursday, and the Tooth Fairy once again forgot to visit on time. *chagrinned smile* We told him that she isn't used to him putting out his tooth so quickly. And -- you have to love these modern times *wink* -- we promised to "e-mail" her on Friday so that she would be aware of his tooth's departure from his mouth. Sure enough, he came rushing down on Saturday morning to announce that this time the T.F. had remembered...and just to prove it he held up 7 shiny quarters.

The weather has decided to cool down for the week...which suits all of us just fine. It'll mean a bit of rain and wind and thunderstorms, but anything beats that heat wave we endured last week. Our little veggie patch is hoping for some rain, I think. All the lush greenery of the spring suddenly shrunk back due to the oppressive heat last week. We still have some seeds to plant to see if we gets some watermelons and pumpkins.

The calendar shows a quiet week ahead...so perhaps I'll be able to get ahead on the cleaning and organizing? Here's hoping!

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5 THINGS TO BE HAPPY ABOUT
• old cookbooks
• antique-car shows
• barnacles
• bookmarking a Web site
• the first sentence of your novel

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I love to write. I mean really, really love it.

I've been doing it since I was about 8.

Short stories, poems, books...anything to get out the words that rattled around in my brain. (Funny enough, I was never very good at keeping a journal though. I found writing about stuff in my life was rather mundane. In my mind, I lived a very "ordinary" (read as: boring) life, I guess. Not necessarily a bad thing now.)

My dad even bought me a book for writers who "can't not write."

At first I resisted entering the field of journalism -- despite it being a more lucrative writing field -- since I saw that kind of writing as not as creative as I normally enjoyed.

But, like any kind of writing, I discovered it had a style all its own...a kind of voice. And in developing that, I found the creativity. I was really blessed by being able to write a lot of features during my tenure at the newspaper...not something many freshman journalists get to enjoy.

Still, it left little time for the creative writing I'd always enjoyed. My brain was tired from writing and editing every night.

Then I had my children, and I hung up my reporter hat, tucking away my reporter card.

Now I could write books for them, right?

Hmm...

Somehow it didn't work that way. As much as I wanted to -- and I did manage to pen a few short stories and poems for them -- I just didn't have the time or energy to pursue my old passion.

And that was okay. I had a new job -- that of "Mommy" -- and I was enjoying it immensely.

Then one day I found myself missing something. Maybe it was that same moment that I realized the kids were off happily playing in their rooms, leaving me all alone to ponder on my own.

What was I missing?

I felt a bit dead inside. Sure I was very alive with mommyness and wifehood...but I wasn't "me" anymore. What had happened?

Well, throughout life when I changed roles, I found that I didn't change everything...just my perception of normal. Normal changed to whatever was that way at that particular moment.

Then I realized that my "normal" at that moment didn't include writing anymore. I'd let it fall by the wayside in an effort to master the other "normals" of the moment.

Hmm...

Having just the right pen and paper makes such a difference to the flow of my creative juices. (Read here for more proof.)

So a search began for these items, and shiny, new pen and notebook in hand, I began the long journey back to finding some of the "old me" to incorporate into my "new normal."

That was actually the easy part.

Writing the first sentence on the first page of that new notebook was the daunting part.

But 16 notebooks and two years later...

Happy Father's Day Wishes

Happy Father's Day to my sweet hubby, father of my 2.5 *wink* kids. I'm so proud to be his wife. What a privilege to love and raise our kids together.

Happy Father's Day to my dear daddy, who's always been there for me and loved me for me. And my fantastic father-in-law, who has accepted me as a "daughter" and always shown me so much love.

What an honor to have three such wonderful men in my life!! I know Edward has so much to aspire to. Thank you!



"Any man can make a baby...but it takes a true man to be a father." ~Anonymous

Friday Funnies

In honor of Father's Day on Sunday, here are two funny videos to bring you a laugh or two today.

Enjoy and have a fun Friday!

Tooth Troubles

It's a well-known rite of passage in life to lose our baby teeth. They fall out (or, in some cases, get pulled out), and we place them under our pillows for the Tooth Fairy.

My kids have never just pulled them out.

They have to get the tooth to a certain point and then let it just hang by a "thread." (It's really kind of gross.) But eventually the tooth's last thread gives way (or "crumbles in a cloud of dust," as Edward said about his latest tooth's roots), and the tooth is ready for its final pillow presentation.

Emily has lost all of her baby teeth now.

Edward has lost just three...four, if you count the one he just lost this morning.

...

The funny thing about parenting is how easy it is to become nostalgic about our kids.

I mourned the passing of each and every one of Emily's stages. She seemed to grow up in seconds.

I was a bit stronger with Edward and just enjoyed/accepted the passing of his stages as a normal part of childhood, eagerly awaiting the next one.

Until a few days ago...when Edward began wiggling one of his top front teeth.

...

The thing about little kids is that they have little front teeth. It's a mark of age to see a 5-, 6-, or 7-year-old with his/her little teeth. Somehow these little teeth keep the kids younger a bit longer -- at least in my mind.

Then they lose these teeth and have that cute gappy smile for awhile.

Then their big teeth come in, and the kids grow bigger (a. k. a. older) -- seemingly overnight.

It's a rite of passage...

A normal stage in life, right?

And, thus far, I've been really good about accepting these for Edward.

But somehow I wasn't ready for this one. I felt blindsided by it. It was that time already??

*Sigh.*

After all, they grow and change so quickly...in mere seconds it seems.

Wordless Wednesday

10 on 10 - Day in a Life

I pinched this from picking.up.purls who used it from the 10 on 10 photoblog.

The idea is to chronicle the 10th day of the month by taking 10 consecutive photos -- one an hour for 10 hours. You can see another example here.

As this is my first time doing this and my camera isn't that powerful, it's a bit ordinary...but I feel inspired and excited to do it again next month. Join in the fun!!

Here goes June's edition of a very ordinary day in our lives...

8 a.m.


9 a.m.


10 a.m.


11 a.m.


12 p.m.


1 p.m.


2 p.m.


3 p.m.


4 p.m.


5 p.m.

Molten Monday Musings

Happy muggy, melting Monday to you! And hopefully wherever you are, you aren't in the middle of this same heatwave.

We're roasting here!

Thankfully, we're nearly through the worst of it.

The forecasters are promising lower temperatures by Wednesday. Mind you, that only means highs in the 80s F, but that is definitely cooler than the high 90s F.

We're continually thankful for the air conditioning in our house.

We had a busy weekend which ended even busier when we discovered a leak in our bathtub that put a quarter-sized hole in our living room ceiling. Ugh. One of the "hazards" of owning an old house, I guess. Still, Stuart managed to fix the leak, and I managed to recaulk the tub and any possible hole behind the fixtures, so we should be safe for now.

Edward finished his Spring soccer season on a very hot note yesterday. He ended up dropping out of the game due to heat exhaustion, but he played well while he was in. We were amazed that more kids didn't pass out from the heat. We took our "bunbrella" -- an old beach umbrella we use to shade the outside bunnies -- so the kids on the sidelines had a small bit of shade at least. Edward was a bit disappointed that there wasn't any kind of celebration afterwards...and no trophies. *sigh* We were sad for him. His head coach wasn't able to make the last game either. But we celebrated with ice cream and donuts/bagels at the local Dunkin Donuts/Baskin Robbins.

Emily begins her "pointe club" tonight. It's an intensive week of learning to dance "en pointe." I finished attaching the ribbons and elastic to her pointe shoes, and we went out to a dance store to take a peek at some "lamb's wool" toe pads before heading home with a 1/4-yard of faux lamb's wool to sew our own. $2.50 for the material versus $11.99 for one pair. We still have tons of material leftover and could probably make her enough pairs of toe pads to wear a different pair each night. She suggested we start a toe pad business and sell them. Hmm...tempting. *wink*

I got the kids some Poptarts this morning when I went out very early for more caulk. We have them maybe once a year, and since it's Summer I thought it might be fun to have another "classic" treat. Emily asked me if they were around when I was a kid, and I said yes. Edward laughed and said with a wink, "They'd be pretty old and moldy by now though."

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We've been debating names for our new addition, due in mid-September.

We have settled on the boy's names and a girl's first name. But it's been difficult finding a name to go with it. Of course, it has to be another "E" first name and "S" middle name -- we have two of those already. But there aren't many "S" names that go with our girl's "E" name. So I suggested another "E" name that sounded pretty with it.

Stuart kidded and said then she might decide to write everything in lowercase letters like the famous poet, "e e cummings."

Then he sent the following to me with a note suggesting that the double "E" name might not be so bad.

"To be nobody but yourself --in a world which is doing its best, night and day, to make you everybody else -- means to fight the hardest battle which any human being can fight; and never stop fighting." ~ e e cummings, poet

No matter what this next child's gender is, I love this quote and will write it somewhere in his/her room and baby book.

It is so much a part of what I've felt in recent years...especially when it comes to my kids.

God created us each to be unique...to be ourselves.

After all, there's only one "you" in the whole world. Why does the world want us to change that?

That's something to celebrate -- not change!

Think about it.

Sayonara, Spring Soccer Season

On the hottest possible day so far this year, in the middle of a heatwave, Edward had his final soccer game of the spring soccer season.

To say it was hot would be putting it mildly.

It was sweltering.

It was broiling.

It was downright nasty.

Somewhere in the high 90s F with a "real feel" temp of 102 F.

(It did bring to mind and heart our troops in the Middle East where the average daily temperatures have been reaching 136 F. Really puts things into perspective, huh? Our prayers are with them.)

I would have to say that Edward learned a lot in this particular season. It might be that he learned that even though he loves, loves, loves soccer, he doesn't really want to play again in the autumn.

Sigh.

He had excellent coaches is season, but they made him work and run a lot. *grin* That was the point, right? *wink*

Stuart and I reflected on the different coaches he had in each season and realized that each had his good points. Edward certainly learned a lot from them.

Hopefully, he'll use the break this summer to really miss playing his favorite-most sport.

We're hoping, too, if we practice a couple of the more difficult skills that maybe he'll feel more confident.

If not, there's always the power of persuasion. *wink*

A New Musical?

Those who know me well know that I am a HUGE fan of 24.

But when I found this...I couldn't resist posting it.

Believe me when I say that I don't believe that the creators of this are poking fun at 24...just having fun with the story and characters. The songs -- music and lyrics -- are actually very catchy, too.

So enjoy...24 - Season Two - The Musical!

Friday Funnies

This cute video should bring you a few chuckles on this hot and humid Friday!

Enjoy and have a funny Friday!

A "Duh" Moment?

Go directly to jail...do not pass "Go," or collect $200...

Incompetent Criminals

Glenda asked Terry if the seat next to her in the classroom was taken. It's not an intimidating question, but Terry went ballistic and threatened to shoot Glenda. She then stormed from the classroom, broke a display case in the school lobby, and damaged a door. Terry was arrested for intimidation and criminal mischief, but the cops had a tough time subduing her and had to use restraints.

The class she was taking?

Anger management.

Wordless Wednesday

Dancer's Dreams

Here are some photos of Emily before and after her recital:


Dress Rehearsal


The class (minus two)


Before the recital



With her roses


Tired, but happy, dancer

The Photo Meme

This is something fun from Elizabeth:

Instructions
1. Go to Google Images.
2. Type in your answer to the question in the “search” box.
3. Use the first image that comes up.
4. Copy the html and paste for the answer.

1. First name?


(I'm not sure who she is...but she shares my firstname.)

2. Favorite color?



3. Celebrity crush?



4. Band you're listening to right now?



5. Favorite movie?



6. Favorite Disney Princess?



7. Favorite alcoholic beverage?


8. Dream vacation?



9. Favorite dessert?



10. What I want to be when I grow up.

Musing Along on Monday

Happy Monday! The first Monday in June! (Whew! Is it June already?? Time doth dash along.)

Emily had her dance recital yesterday, and a beautiful (if not a tad bit long) performance it was. We realized she finished her 8th year of dancing this year -- although, as I said to one mom, she's been dancing since birth, I think...one of the big reasons we got her involved in dancing to begin with. She'll have a week of "point club" next week -- 2 1/2 hours each night -- and then no more dance until September.

Edward finishes up his Spring soccer season this coming Sunday. He has one more practice and one more game. I think he's excited to be finished, though he seems keen to keep practicing in the yard. We're not sure if he enjoyed the kids on his team this season. There are always one or two bullies that make it hard on the others. Still, he gets to start fresh in the autumn.

Both kids began their Summer Bridge books today. Edward was so eager that he came down around 7:30 a.m., hugging it, and had his one-page completed by 8 a.m. We had a little "moving up" ceremony for them on Friday evening, complete with certificate/giftcard/Summer Bridge book presentation by "Principal Foote" and "Pomp and Circumstance" playing in the background. Silly, but fun, for all of us.

We've set some "summer goals" for ourselves. The kids want to learn to ride their bikes, play hopscotch, and jump rope. (They've tried their "hand" (and feet) at each of these activities, but I think they're eager to master them this summer.) Emily wants to learn to do a split for dance class, and Edward is keen to learn to dribble a soccerball better. And I have three books to read out loud to them. We also hope to begin a new chore game that I read about in a family magazine. You write down chores on popsicle sticks and put them along with several blank sticks into a cup. Then each person takes one and that's the chore that he/she does for the day. Sometimes you might get lucky and get a blank -- so you get a day off. It sounds good to the kids in theory. I'll let you know how it goes in reality. *wink*

Only 7 1/2 months until the start of my favorite-most show. The 2-hour prequel is slated to show the weekend before Thanksgiving, so not quite as long to wait for that. I saw another little tidbit regarding the Mirrors movie and cannot wait for it to come out in August...though I might find it hard to look into mirrors afterwards.

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5 THINGS TO BE HAPPY ABOUT
• bowers of honeysuckle
• an enchanting landscape
• small limestone cottages
• the first roller coaster ride of the summer
• fish and chips

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We've had a ton of honeysuckle springing out all over the area this year.

Everytime I see it, I have the memory of a warmer early-summer day, back when I returned home from college. I was driving to work each morning, through woods filled with its sweet aroma. Most of the places we lived when I was smaller had some growing somewhere close by.

Emily always speaks eagerly about the sweet taste of honeysuckle, having sampled some one time when she was much, much younger.

Edward was curious what it tasted like, and she began to describe it as if when you pull out the little bit with the nectar on it you get a cup's worth of sweetness...when in reality you get a teeny-tiny taste.

Still, who am I to challenge such imagination?

I'm sure it felt that way when I was younger, too.

One day she might be listening to her kids telling each other about the sweet goodness of honeysuckle, and she'll know what I know.

Until then, let her enjoy her own memories.

*wink*