I can't wait for Winter to be over! Hopefully Spring will bring me some much needed energy and enthusiasm to write.
At least Tony has been having a blast, at least a daily, tubing on our land.
From the top...
From the bottom...
Happy Valentine's Day, Lovers!
Monday, February 14, 2011
Tuesday, January 18, 2011
The 12 Days of Hus's Unemployment
Sung to the tune of The 12 Days of Christmas
On the first day of unemployment, my husband gave to me...
A dust free wood stove mantle.
On the second day of unemployment, my husband gave to me...
Two batches no-bakes,
and A dust free wood stove mantle.
On the third day of unemployment, my husband gave to me...
Three french loaves,
Two batches no-bakes,
and A dust free wood stove mantle.
On the fourth day of unemployment, my husband gave to me...
Four calling friends,
Three french loaves,
Two batches no-bakes,
and A dust free wood stove mantle.
On the fifth day of unemployment, my husband gave to me...
Five more coo-ookiiiieeeees!
Four calling friends,
Three french loaves,
Two batches no-bakes,
and A dust free wood stove mantle.
On the sixth day of unemployment, my husband gave to me...
Six clean basement shelves,
Five more coo-ookiiiieeeees!
Four calling friends,
Three french loaves,
Two batches no-bakes,
and A dust free wood stove mantle.
On the seventh day of unemployment, my husband gave to me...
Seven shoveled pathways,
Six clean basement shelves,
Five more coo-ookiiiieeeees!
Four calling friends,
Three french loaves,
Two batches no-bakes,
and A dust free wood stove mantle.
On the eighth day of unemployment, my husband gave to me...
Eight oatmeal cookies,
Seven shoveled pathways,
Six clean basement shelves,
Five more coo-ookiiiieeeees!
Four calling friends,
Three french loaves,
Two batches no-bakes,
and A dust free wood stove mantle.
On the ninth day of unemployment, my husband gave to me...
Nine bowls chicken soup,
Eight oatmeal cookies,
Seven shoveled pathways,
Six clean basement shelves,
Five more coo-ookiiiieeeees!
Four calling friends,
Three french loaves,
Two batches of no-bakes,
and A dust free wood burning stove mantle.
On the tenth day of unemployment, my husband gave to me...
Ten loads of laundry,
Nine bowls chicken soup,
Eight oatmeal cookies,
Seven shoveled pathways,
Six clean basement shelves,
Five more coo-ookiiiieeeees!
Four calling friends,
Three french loaves,
Two batches of no-bakes,
and A dust free wood burning stove mantle.
On the eleventh day of unemployment, my husband gave to me...
Eleven meatballs cooking,
Ten loads of laundry,
Nine bowls chicken soup,
Eight oatmeal cookies,
Seven shoveled pathways,
Six clean basement shelves,
Five more coo-ookiiiieeeees!
Four calling friends,
Three french loaves,
Two batches of no-bakes,
and A dust free wood burning stove mantle.
On the twelfth day of unemployment, my husband gave to me...
Twelve pounds protruding (from my belly)
Eleven meatballs cooking,
Ten loads of laundry,
Nine bowls chicken soup,
Eight oatmeal cookies,
Seven shoveled pathways,
Six clean basement shelves,
Five more coo-ookiiiieeeees!
Four calling friends,
Three french loaves,
Two batches of no-bakes,
and A dust free wood burning stove mantle.
Poor Hus.
On the first day of unemployment, my husband gave to me...
A dust free wood stove mantle.
On the second day of unemployment, my husband gave to me...
Two batches no-bakes,
and A dust free wood stove mantle.
On the third day of unemployment, my husband gave to me...
Three french loaves,
Two batches no-bakes,
and A dust free wood stove mantle.
On the fourth day of unemployment, my husband gave to me...
Four calling friends,
Three french loaves,
Two batches no-bakes,
and A dust free wood stove mantle.
On the fifth day of unemployment, my husband gave to me...
Five more coo-ookiiiieeeees!
Four calling friends,
Three french loaves,
Two batches no-bakes,
and A dust free wood stove mantle.
On the sixth day of unemployment, my husband gave to me...
Six clean basement shelves,
Five more coo-ookiiiieeeees!
Four calling friends,
Three french loaves,
Two batches no-bakes,
and A dust free wood stove mantle.
On the seventh day of unemployment, my husband gave to me...
Seven shoveled pathways,
Six clean basement shelves,
Five more coo-ookiiiieeeees!
Four calling friends,
Three french loaves,
Two batches no-bakes,
and A dust free wood stove mantle.
On the eighth day of unemployment, my husband gave to me...
Eight oatmeal cookies,
Seven shoveled pathways,
Six clean basement shelves,
Five more coo-ookiiiieeeees!
Four calling friends,
Three french loaves,
Two batches no-bakes,
and A dust free wood stove mantle.
On the ninth day of unemployment, my husband gave to me...
Nine bowls chicken soup,
Eight oatmeal cookies,
Seven shoveled pathways,
Six clean basement shelves,
Five more coo-ookiiiieeeees!
Four calling friends,
Three french loaves,
Two batches of no-bakes,
and A dust free wood burning stove mantle.
On the tenth day of unemployment, my husband gave to me...
Ten loads of laundry,
Nine bowls chicken soup,
Eight oatmeal cookies,
Seven shoveled pathways,
Six clean basement shelves,
Five more coo-ookiiiieeeees!
Four calling friends,
Three french loaves,
Two batches of no-bakes,
and A dust free wood burning stove mantle.
On the eleventh day of unemployment, my husband gave to me...
Eleven meatballs cooking,
Ten loads of laundry,
Nine bowls chicken soup,
Eight oatmeal cookies,
Seven shoveled pathways,
Six clean basement shelves,
Five more coo-ookiiiieeeees!
Four calling friends,
Three french loaves,
Two batches of no-bakes,
and A dust free wood burning stove mantle.
On the twelfth day of unemployment, my husband gave to me...
Twelve pounds protruding (from my belly)
Eleven meatballs cooking,
Ten loads of laundry,
Nine bowls chicken soup,
Eight oatmeal cookies,
Seven shoveled pathways,
Six clean basement shelves,
Five more coo-ookiiiieeeees!
Four calling friends,
Three french loaves,
Two batches of no-bakes,
and A dust free wood burning stove mantle.
Poor Hus.
Wednesday, January 12, 2011
Thinking of Summer
I've never been an outdoors person. Mostly because for me to actually want to go outside, the weather has to be perfect; Low 80's with low humidity and calm winds. That doesn't happen that often in Vermont...or anywhere!I also have to have something specific to do outside. Mostly I enjoy lounging outside if the weather is nice.
If the kids are home, I have to force myself, to avoid the guilt of being a lazy ass mother, to go outside to play with them. I'm proud of myself that today I did just that. I went outside with Tony in the snow storm, walked around, measured snow inches, made a snow angel and sat inside our tree house a bit. Little time passed and I returned inside and started drinking wine. (Still drinking, so forgive my grammar and spelling errors, please!)
Occasionally I also get these creative ideas which bring me outside. Today I thought I should take pictures of the bright red male cardinals against the sparkly white snow, but when I finally brought the camera outside, the cardinals had departed. I did get this photo of an English Sparrow (actually I took it from inside) perched on our "thingy hanger" on the porch.
And a picture of fluffy Summer sitting on the porch. He was outside less time than me!
Once, when Em was a baby, I decided it would be a wonderful idea to take pictures of her outside surrounded by all of Hus's flowers. It worked out while she was on the porch. Soo pretty! ( I think those larkspur are poisonous, oops)
But then I decided I would put her, still in her bouncy seat, on the hillside in an actual flower bed. Well, of course she started screaming, and then bouncing and then flipping herself over...
I managed to snap this photo before dropping the camera and throwing myself down to catch her before she landed face first in the flowers.
I felt like such a horrible mother that day, thinking, OMG, how could I have been so careless? She could have died! Over a silly picture!
Now I think it was pretty funny.
If the kids are home, I have to force myself, to avoid the guilt of being a lazy ass mother, to go outside to play with them. I'm proud of myself that today I did just that. I went outside with Tony in the snow storm, walked around, measured snow inches, made a snow angel and sat inside our tree house a bit. Little time passed and I returned inside and started drinking wine. (Still drinking, so forgive my grammar and spelling errors, please!)
Occasionally I also get these creative ideas which bring me outside. Today I thought I should take pictures of the bright red male cardinals against the sparkly white snow, but when I finally brought the camera outside, the cardinals had departed. I did get this photo of an English Sparrow (actually I took it from inside) perched on our "thingy hanger" on the porch.
And a picture of fluffy Summer sitting on the porch. He was outside less time than me!
Once, when Em was a baby, I decided it would be a wonderful idea to take pictures of her outside surrounded by all of Hus's flowers. It worked out while she was on the porch. Soo pretty! ( I think those larkspur are poisonous, oops)
But then I decided I would put her, still in her bouncy seat, on the hillside in an actual flower bed. Well, of course she started screaming, and then bouncing and then flipping herself over...
I managed to snap this photo before dropping the camera and throwing myself down to catch her before she landed face first in the flowers.I felt like such a horrible mother that day, thinking, OMG, how could I have been so careless? She could have died! Over a silly picture!
Now I think it was pretty funny.
Monday, December 27, 2010
This Winter can't go by fast enough. I know you're not supposed to rush time away because you only have so much, but I am already sick of winter. Luckily, time has been flying by and the weather hasn't been so bad. So far.
Ya, I don't want to hear that I chose to live here. I know, and for the most part I do like it here. I just really really don't like winter weather. Snow is okay but last year we had so many ice storms it was scary. I'll even take sleet over freezing rain because at least your tires have something to grip on.
I hope everyone had a wonderful Christmas. I had a fun time at the SIL's house. I drank half of the bottle of wine shown below, which is a double size bottle! I would have drank more but I started to get tired.
We played a game called The Game of Things. It was pretty funny. Mostly because everyone was drinking alcohol (there was one relative on parole that couldn't drink). I mean the grown-ups were drinking alcohol. The kids were just smoking pot...JUST KIDDING!
I got the best gifts ever...
a giant wine glass, a giant cheap bottle of wine, home-made book marks-which I had to beg the kids to make-because I'm always losing them and have to use tissue as a page marker-and hand sanitizer.
Tony's favorite gifts by far...
giant plastic shelves to sort his legos, and hand sanitizer.
Em...
got another book.
Papa got an over-sized fluffy blanket. For which he announced that if anyone is caught using it, he'll break their arms! He's vicious. So are we, because we laughed at him.
Happy almost New Year!
Ya, I don't want to hear that I chose to live here. I know, and for the most part I do like it here. I just really really don't like winter weather. Snow is okay but last year we had so many ice storms it was scary. I'll even take sleet over freezing rain because at least your tires have something to grip on.
I hope everyone had a wonderful Christmas. I had a fun time at the SIL's house. I drank half of the bottle of wine shown below, which is a double size bottle! I would have drank more but I started to get tired.
We played a game called The Game of Things. It was pretty funny. Mostly because everyone was drinking alcohol (there was one relative on parole that couldn't drink). I mean the grown-ups were drinking alcohol. The kids were just smoking pot...JUST KIDDING!
I got the best gifts ever...
a giant wine glass, a giant cheap bottle of wine, home-made book marks-which I had to beg the kids to make-because I'm always losing them and have to use tissue as a page marker-and hand sanitizer.
Tony's favorite gifts by far...
giant plastic shelves to sort his legos, and hand sanitizer.Em...
got another book.
Papa got an over-sized fluffy blanket. For which he announced that if anyone is caught using it, he'll break their arms! He's vicious. So are we, because we laughed at him.
Happy almost New Year!
Monday, December 06, 2010
Miscellaneous Manure 13
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I love playing tricks on my Hus. A few weeks ago, I refilled an empty bottle of unscented lotion with rose scented lotion. Then I waited. And waited. And waited. Finally I asked Hus if he noticed anything about the lotion and that's when he told me he doesn't use lotion! He uses baby oil after showers and Burts Bee's hand cream. How could I not know this?
Last week, I was doing what I could to prevent my having allergy symptoms. I bought all new hypoallergenic make-up, but forgot to get new face lotion, so I decided to try using some of the regular unscented lotion we had, which said hypoallergenic on the label.
I put it on my face. AAAHHHHH! WTF? I forgot that I had switched the lotion. I'm such a loser.
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Tony has been taking karate this year. He managed to get is orange belt already. He loves karate. Tony didn't like playing baseball because he's the type of kid that needs to know what to do, exactly what to do. None of the 7yo baseball players seemed to know what to do except hit the ball and run. As far as what to do with the ball if someone hits it to you, no clue.
He likes that, in Karate, he's taught very specific moves and routines. It's structured and the Sensei is strict, yet very nice and patient.
When we watched Tony perform for his orange belt, I said to Hus. "He seems to really know what he's doing."
Hus replied "Well, we think he does. She could be teaching whatever she wants and we'll never know if it's really karate or not.LOL!"
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I've changed the kids nicknames to other nicknames we use. Someone (Suzy) complained that Ant-1 didn't roll of her tongue easy enough and that Snemma makes her think of "smegma"! Also Em does not like me to call her Snemma here, preferring her other nickname Em. So Tony and Em it is.
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Happy Hanukkah! Still!
I love playing tricks on my Hus. A few weeks ago, I refilled an empty bottle of unscented lotion with rose scented lotion. Then I waited. And waited. And waited. Finally I asked Hus if he noticed anything about the lotion and that's when he told me he doesn't use lotion! He uses baby oil after showers and Burts Bee's hand cream. How could I not know this?
Last week, I was doing what I could to prevent my having allergy symptoms. I bought all new hypoallergenic make-up, but forgot to get new face lotion, so I decided to try using some of the regular unscented lotion we had, which said hypoallergenic on the label.
I put it on my face. AAAHHHHH! WTF? I forgot that I had switched the lotion. I'm such a loser.
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Tony has been taking karate this year. He managed to get is orange belt already. He loves karate. Tony didn't like playing baseball because he's the type of kid that needs to know what to do, exactly what to do. None of the 7yo baseball players seemed to know what to do except hit the ball and run. As far as what to do with the ball if someone hits it to you, no clue.He likes that, in Karate, he's taught very specific moves and routines. It's structured and the Sensei is strict, yet very nice and patient.
When we watched Tony perform for his orange belt, I said to Hus. "He seems to really know what he's doing."
Hus replied "Well, we think he does. She could be teaching whatever she wants and we'll never know if it's really karate or not.LOL!"
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I've changed the kids nicknames to other nicknames we use. Someone (Suzy) complained that Ant-1 didn't roll of her tongue easy enough and that Snemma makes her think of "smegma"! Also Em does not like me to call her Snemma here, preferring her other nickname Em. So Tony and Em it is.
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Happy Hanukkah! Still!
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