Wednesday, December 22, 2010
Sunday, December 19, 2010
I still believe in Santa Claus. Not, necessarily as the man in the big red suit with the bowl full of jelly, but I believe that there are plenty of Santa Claus out there.
Think back to one of the Christmases that you had when you were a child. How excited you were, how the days leading up to Christmas were full of anticipation and how your heart carried so much Christmas spirit it might just burst.
As I am typing this I am watching a DVD of when I was two-years-old on Christmas. I was so excited to open my presents, and I was constantly flinging my arms around my parents to give them a warm hug because I was full of the Christmas spirit.
But, as we get older, we somehow lose this spirit. Not, to sound like Linus, but we become obsessed with the over commercialization of Christmas that we forget the real meaning.
In my almost 28 years on this beautiful planet of ours, I have learned that the "Christmas Spirit" that everyone talks about is actually love.
We buy presents for people because we love them, we send out Christmas cards to let people know they are loved and God sent His son because he loves us.
Santa Claus was brought to life from this love.
This is why I still believe in Santa Claus. His spirit is all around us.
This year, I have seen him in the form of many different people.
I saw Santa in the form of a man by the name of Dan Martin, who year after year organizes our local Toys for Tots drive. If it wasn't for him and all of his "elves" then 1,500 children in our area wouldn't have toys on Christmas.
I saw Santa in Stephanie Tomasic, the director of Overly's Country Christmas, a beautiful light display and Christmas village that collects money to donate to local charities. My family and I, along with about 4,000 other people, visited the light display last night.
Santa can also be seen in the simplest of gestures, like a woman who let me go in front of her in Target, through the person who works extra hours to buy their children presents on Christmas or a stranger who gives you a smile and wishes you a Merry Christmas.
So, Yes, Virginia, there is a Santa Claus. You better believe I will be setting out cookies and milk on Christmas Eve.
Monday, December 6, 2010
For me, I think my love language is "acts of kindness." I often show my love to people by doing nice things for them or helping them out and I feel the most loved when someone does something nice for me.
I just realized this last evening.
We had just returned home from a really fun and beautiful bridal shower for one our very good friends and I was pretty tired and feeling a little hungry. After making a trip to Target on the way home, I thought grilled cheese and a little tomato soup might be the best meal to be had on the chilly and snowy evening. Knowing how tired I was, my wonderful husband said he would make the soup and sandwich for me so I could change my clothes and relax on the couch. I didn't have to beg, I didn't have to barter, he just did this because he loved me and he knew how much it would mean to me.
This isn't the first example of him doing things for me. He often gets me something to drink when we watch a movie, he does the laundry and sometimes he will make dinner and insist that I just watch TV because I make him dinner all week. (Believe me ladies, I know I am one lucky woman.)
With the holiday season, and all of the craziness that seems to creep in with the impending day of December 25 coming as fast as a bullet train, take sometime to do something nice for someone that you love. It doesn't need to be a grand gesture of you writing out I love you with Christmas Lights in the snow or even trying to pull a George Bailey and lasso the moon, but maybe just clean around the house a little, or take a little extra time in the kitchen to create something special. Just keep in mind, that little things mean a lot!
Friday, November 5, 2010
Wednesday, November 3, 2010
Thursday, October 28, 2010
Thursday, September 30, 2010
It starts at 4pm to 9pm Friday, 9am to 5pm Saturday and 10am to 2pm Sunday at the Fayette County Fair Grounds in the Youth Building.
Here is a list, directly from their website as to what are accepted and not accepted in the sale:
Boys and Girls size newborn to Junior/Preteen size 5 (see tagging your items for sizing)
Special Occasion clothing (Christmas dresses-Fall Sale only, Easter dresses-Spring Sale)
Children's "dress up" costumes
Clothing Accessories: hairbows, belts/ties, girls purses, hats, socks
Swimwear (Spring Sale only)
Dancewear and gymnastics outfits
Halloween costumes (Fall Sale only)
Shoes (no adult shoes - only accepting up to Youth Size 5, only 0 through 13 and 1through 5)
Maternity Clothing (must be in excellent condition and current styles & season only)
Nursery Furniture: (must be clean)
Cribs (Check for RECALLS, must be assembled on the sale floor, by you)
Portable Cribs and Pack and Plays (must be assembled on the sale floor, by you)
Feeding: Bottles (no nipples), utensils, dishes, bibs, burp cloths, breast pumps,
nursing pillows and covers
walkers, swings, exer-saucers
baby carriers and slings
Safety: baby monitors, gates, bed rails
Books, Electronic Games, Videos and DVDs:
*movies must be originals not copies and no "R" or "Mature" rated movies or games
*movies must be in original covers or sleeve's
*must have working batteries and / or chargers for Electronic Games. It is for your benefit that
we require working batteries. Shoppers can see that the item actually works giving them the
confidence to buy it. You can buy inexpensive batteries at the $ stores. Remember, the better
you display your items = better sales for you!
Toys / Games: all in working order, no missing pieces and must have working batteries included
The battery rule is for your benefit. It allows the shoppers to see that your item
works, giving them the confidence to buy it. Again, inexpensive batteries can be
purchased at the $ stores.
Bikes and Riding Toys (batteries must be charged before drop off)
train tables, train sets
sports equipment: skates, balls, bats, tees, gloves, helmets
Puzzles (must have all pieces)
Board Games (must have all pieces)
Doll houses, furniture, clothing etc.
Building Toys (blocks, lego, Lincoln logs)
Push and Pull toys
Hot Wheels, Matchbox
Toy boxes, storage units
NOthing that has been recalled or is unsafe (this is the consignor's responsibility to check)
NO car seats (except those included with travel systems - waiver must be signed)
NO potty seats
NO diaper pails or genies
NO booster seats for car
NO nipples, pacifiers or teething rings unless in new unopened package
NO clothing with stains, tears or pet hair
NO broken items or items with missing parts / pieces
NO stuffed animals (unless battery operated)
NO children's jewelry
NO video or computer games marked "Mature" or R-rated
NO trinket toys such as happy meal toys
It seems like it will be a pretty interesting event. Parking is free and so is admission.
Since Kev is off tomorrow, and I love a good deal I think I am dragging him to check it out Friday when it opens. You never know what you will find!!!
Here is a link to the page that has all of the information:http://www.centsiblemoms.net/
Happy bargain hunting!!!
Wednesday, September 29, 2010
The first is to Kathie at Just a Happy Housewife. I really enjoy reading her blogs about her two fur-babies and also about her spreading information about animal awareness. I also enjoy reading the different surveys she does. Even though, she already has this award, I just wanted to share her blog with you.
Tuesday, September 28, 2010
Thanks to Endy Daniel, the author of Endy Cooks & Eats an awesome blog that I really enjoy reading, and you should check it out, I have received my second blog award!!!!!
I am super excited, because it is always nice to know that there are people who are actually reading my blog and are fans of it!!
Because I am a firm beliver in "paying it forward" I want to pass along this award to some blogs that I really enjoy reading.
So tomorrow, keep an eye out to see who the award recipents are!!!
Wednesday, September 22, 2010
Each year, the Hubby and I go to haunted house attractions, decorate the house for Fall and enjoy hot apple cider.
For the past couple of years, I have been asking Kev to go apple picking. After years of us never being able to go because we never could find the time, or we just kept on putting it off, we finally went this year!
It was really a lot of fun and it was an absolutely beautiful day!
We even came across our friend "the woolly worm" who let us know that it looks like it is going to be a pretty mild Winter. (Here's hoping!)
Kev thought the apples looked so good, that he decided to test them out right in the orchard!
I guess he needed his strength to help carry all of the apples that we picked.
Once we got them home, we dumped all 65 apples into the sink to wash them.
Then I enjoyed an apple the best way possible, with a little bit of peanut butter.
I wanted to make apple butter yesterday, but I forgot I needed brown sugar. Luckily I was able to grab some when I was out this morning and I am in the process of reducing the apple puree.
Sunday, September 19, 2010
Friday, September 17, 2010
I found this really awesome deal through Hip2Save and I wanted to share it with all of you.
Lowes has these great Britta Slim Water Pitchers for around $9 (where I live they were $9.77). There is a $7/1 Coupon which would make the pitchers only $2.77. What a great price!!!
These would be perfect to use at home, or to give as a wedding, house warming or even baby gift!
Thursday, September 16, 2010
We needed the rain because our grass was all brown, and when we would walk in the yard we were kicking up dust. (No joke.)
But, that still doesn't make it any less gloomy.
Plus, Kev's parents closed the pool yesterday and our deck furniture is in storage, so it really feels like summer is over.
The perfect remedy for today's depressing weather was some quick, fast and easy home cooking.
One of my favorite meals to make comes from this amazing blog called Cheeky Kitchen. She has some amazing recipes that you should check out sometime.
This particular recipe I like to call "Cheeky Kitchen Chinese Noodles."
You will need:
1 pack of chicken flavored Ramen Noodles
1 pack of beef flavored Ramen Noodles
1 bag of frozen stir-fry veggies
Sesame Seeds (Optional)
1. Boil water on the stove just like you would for pasta. (I am usually a "water salter" for pasta, but for this recipe I don't recommend doing so.) Also, start thawing your frozen veggies.
2. Drop in your Ramen Noodles and place the flavor packets to the side.
3. It doesn't take very long to cook the noodles, so once they are done drop them into a colander and run cool water over them to stop the cooking process.
4. Return the pot back to the burner and put it on simmer.
5. Add some olive oil, sesame oil, the two favor packets, garlic and sesame seeds. (I don't have any exact measurements for this because I just put in enough oil so it will cover the veggies. The rest of the seasoning is a matter of taste.)
6. Add your thawed frozen veggies into the pot and cover them with your marinade.
7. Toss in the noodles and mix everything really well.
8. Plate your food and toss on some extra sesame seeds for an authentic Chinese Take Out look.
Ta-da, you have a yummy meal that is easy on your piggy bank and your waistline!
The total cost of the meal: $2.53
Amount of Weight Watcher points: 6
You can also add chicken, steak, shrimp, tofu or any kind of protein. I like to keep it light, so I only go with the veggies.
Also, this recipe is really only for two people, so if you are feeding more than that, figure on one pack of Ramen per person and one bag of frozen veggies can feed two people.
Wednesday, September 15, 2010
Tuesday, September 7, 2010
There is just something about the clean and crisp clear days, putting a fire in the fireplace and snuggling under a blanket that just makes me feel so cozy.
Another great thing about fall is that all of the summer clothes on go on clearance and you can get some great deals!!!
Last week I had scored some clothes for our cruise for around 85% off the original price. I even got the hubby some great shorts and shirts for just $6.60! You can't beat that!!
In my attempt to score some great end of summer items, I have tried to find some bathing suits that I could snag at a great price.
Being that I am curvy, finding a bathing suit that offers, coverage, "support" and doesn't look like it belongs in the retirement home, can sometimes be difficult. Finding a bathing suit at the end of the season is even more difficult.
I knew nothing would be left in the stores at this point, so I decided to go to the trusted Internet. I have had great success finding clothes around the web before, so I thought I might be lucky this time.
So far, no such luck. Since a lot of the swimsuits are sold as tops and bottoms separately, for a lot of the suits, only the bottom is left. (That is not going to do me any good, especially on a Disney Cruise.)
I decided to check out Macy's website because I have had pretty good luck at finding things in their stores and thought it would be the same online.
They did have a few cute suits, but one suit in particular made me refuse to buy any kind of swimsuit from their store every again.
Let me show you the photo.
In my opinion, this photo is picture proof of what is wrong with today's idea of beauty in main stream culture.
This woman in the photo, if not photoshopped, is only a small percent of what women throughout the world look like. The average woman is a size 14, where this model probably would have room in a size 0. Also, why even have a size 0? Why pick a number that represents nothing, and therefore should not be a size?
It is photos like this that cause 6th grade girls to go on crash diets, for women to look in the mirror and think they are not good enough, and even cause some women to starve themselves to death.
When is the fashion industry and retailers going to realize that it is alright to have a little bit or even a lot of curve? That women who are buying the clothing, want to see what someone, who looks like them, would look like in the clothing.
If you are disgusted with the way the industry is going, then I encourage you to email, write or even call retailers and tell them what you think. No change can be made if we are not willing to take the first step.
by Maya Angelou
Pretty women wonder where my secret lies
I'm not cute or built to suit a fashion model's size
But when I start to tell them
They think I'm telling lies.
It's in the reach of my arms
The span of my hips,
The stride of my step,
The curl of my lips.
I'm a woman
I walk into a room
Just as cool as you please,
And to a man,
The fellows stand or
Fall down on their knees.
Then they swarm around me,
A hive of honey bees.
It's the fire in my eyes
And the flash of my teeth,
The swing of my waist,
And the joy in my feet.
I'm a woman
Men themselves have wondered
What they see in me.
They try so much
But they can't touch
My inner mystery.
When I try to show them,
They say they still can't see.
It's in the arch of my back,
The sun of my smile,
The ride of my breasts,
The grace of my style.
I'm a woman
Now you understand
Just why my head's not bowed.
I don't shout or jump about
Or have to talk real loud.
When you see me passing
It ought to make you proud.
It's in the click of my heels,
The bend of my hair,
The palm of my hand,
The need of my care,
'Cause I'm a woman
Thursday, September 2, 2010
Thursday, August 26, 2010
I wait for Christmas to arrive.
I wait for Christmas to be over.
I wait until I have finished my work to go and play.
I am waiting for our cruise to arrive.
And as I sit here, I am waiting for an interviewee to call me back.
But, I guess the good thing about waiting is it is SUPPOSED to teach you about patience. To teach you to be calm and carry on and to take time to smell the roses.
For those of you who know me really well, you know I have no patience what-so-ever! I am a horrible person to be stuck in traffic with. Even though I know, no matter how much I get myself into a snit, I cannot make the traffic go any faster or improve the situation, but I will still complain and huff.
There is the old saying, "good things come to those who wait." I think whoever came up with this, was just probably sick of sitting in the car, stuck in traffic, with someone like me.
So since I have this waiting problem, I need some advice. What do you do to help you count down the hours, days or months while you wait?
Wednesday, August 25, 2010
In the department of good news, we have a shed! Thanks to my awesome parents, Kev and I, it was put up in about a day! This shed means that soon, we will be starting on finishing the basement! We needed the shed to put some stuff from the basement into the shed for storage. Hopefully, we will get started on that on Friday.
Tuesday, August 24, 2010
Monday, August 23, 2010
Everything went well, despite the fact I was sick and am still putting up with a little bit of congestion. (I have tried everything from Robitussin to Nightquil and nothing seems to rid me of this horrible plague.)
One of the highlights of the trip was the "30th Annual Bookworm Frolic" that is held by the Lancaster Mennonite Historical Society.
As you can see from these couple of photos, there are tons of books to choose from.
They had 25 different categories of books that ranged from Bibles, Commentaries, Bible studies to Textbooks and Education.
While Kev was at the conference one day, my parents and I stopped by the book sale to see if it was worth bringing Kev to on his day off. I do have to say that it was.
On the first day, I walked away with a family Bible from 1881 that had a lot of personal items stuck between the pages. (I will do a separate blog on this in a few days, I just haven't had time to take the photos yet.) The best part is it only cost $3! In fact none of our books were over $3!
But, I also got some fun books like this one:
This book is just one of the gems that I picked up at the booksale. For some reason, I love reading 1950s and 1960s books about "family life" and what the "wife's role" should be. (I need a good chuckle every once in awhile. ;)
Let me tell you, this one is a doosey! I would like to share one of my favorite quotes from the book: "There is a place in business for a woman as an assistant to man, but any woman who runs a business of her own, who meets the world on its own terms, often feels her frailty, often feels the need for stronger hands and shoulders and a bolder brain than her own." A bolder brain?! Really! And of course this book was written by a man.
We have come a long way, baby!
Other chapters include, "Wives to Be Subject to Husbands," " Courtship and the Danger of Petting," and "Adultry, the Ruin of Marriage and Morals."
So all-in-all it is a light hearted and fun read as you can see.
But don't take my word for it, head down to your local library and pick up "The Home: Courtship, Marriage and Children" by John R. Rice, D.D.., Litt.D. (That was for all of you "Reading Rainbow" fans!)
Tuesday, August 17, 2010
In all actuality I don't mind that we are quarantined to the hotel room, because I am really battling a bad cold.
All day, my body just ached, my throat felt like I had swallowed glass and I am stuffed up and coughing up green aliens. (I apologize if that was too much information.)
It all started out with Kev having a stuffy nose. Then when I went to Best Buy on Friday, the guy who was showing us the 3D televisions had an awful cold. So thanks to these two, I am now sick.
But, I am feeling a lot better and I think a little R&R this evening will make me almost new.
Even though I was feeling under the weather, my parents and I had a nice day.
We started off the day by going to Longwood Gardens, which is right outside of Philly. We have gone there before, but the place is always so beautiful each time it is like a new adventure.
Over the summer they are featuring the science of perfume making. They had little kiosks throughout the gardens featuring different types of flowers and different perfume samples to sniff. They even had a machine that you could mix your own sample of perfume.
After Longwood Gardens we went shopping in a few craft stores in Kitchen Kettle Village and Bird-In-The-Hand.
We went out to eat dinner at a great place called Ruby's Diner. It is a beautiful diner that features great food at great prices and great service. It is a chain restaurant, so if you ever have a chance to eat at one, please do. You won't be disappointed.
As far as tomorrow goes, I am not sure what is going on. I am just hoping that I feeling a little better. Wish me luck!
Monday, August 16, 2010
I was out covering our local county fair for my job at the newspaper. I was in the trenches of pig races, diaper derbies and senior citizens contests. (Not to mention fresh squeezed lemonade and corn dogs, too. ;) )
But, I am now back and ready to roll.
Today Kev, and my parents and myself are packing up the car and heading out to the eastern part of the state because Kev has a conference and we are going to make a little vacation out of it. My wonderful parents are coming along to keep me company while Kev is working.
Anyway, I will keep you guys updated while I am on the road. I just wanted to make sure that you knew I didn't forget about you!
I will leave you with this news story about an incident that happened at our fair. (Yes ladies and gentlemen, this made CBS news.):
Dirty Diaper Deployed by Angry Mother in Driving Dispute, Vehicle Gets Smeared Say Pa. Cops
A woman involved in a traffic dispute apparently decided to play dirty by smearing the contents of her child's soiled diaper all over the rear window of the vehicle in front of her.
Twenty-three-year-old Jessica Hollis is facing harassment charges after she reportedly got into the dispute Saturday night while leaving the Fayette County Fair, reports CBS affiliate KDKA.
Pennsylvania state troopers arrived on the scene after Melanie Campbell, the 36-year-old driver of the other vehicle, notified police she and Hollis had gotten into an argument exiting the fairgrounds around 10:50 p.m.
It allegedly escalated when Hollis got out of her car and rubbed the diaper all over Campbell's rear window, taking road rage to a messy new low.
Campbell felt it was her duty to notify police.
Thursday, July 29, 2010
I just wanted to drop a quick note to ask you to please vote for my blog at "Picket Fence Blogs." You can do so, by clicking on the button on the right, under the heading "Please Vote For My Blog." Any clicks are greatly appreciated!
Lots of Love.
When I finally did get out of bed, I pouted and clomped my way to get my cereal, switched on the TV and chewed in silence while poor Kev tried to make conversation with me.
After he left to go to work, I shuffled over to my computer, yelled at poor Finnegan for sleeping on my desk and in my way and continuned on doing the mundane tasks for the day.
I have no idea what caused me to be in this mood. I think part of it was due to me receiving bad news from a friend, but I also think part of it was me thinking how different my life turned out than what I had orginally planed.
When I was in high school, I had these huge aspirations to attend Columbia School of Journalism in NYC, get a job working for Rolling Stone Magazine and live in my own apartment in the heart of Manhattan.
What really ended up happening was I attended college only 45 minutes away from home, I am a freelance writer for the local newspaper (even though I get a ton a work) and Kev and I bought our little house right across the street from where he grew up.
Instead of subways and bright yellow taxis, we have our Jeep and live where quads and ATVs go up and down the street.
I don't think I made a bad decision, I just think I made a different decision than what I had orginally set out to do.
Where we live, the opportunity for me to build a "career" out of journalism is difficult because there aren't that many oportunities.
We could have moved somewhere else, but I wanted to stay close to family because I have always been super close to my parents and Kev has been with his. Plus, I know we are going to have children and I would like them to be able to have the close relationship with their grandparents that I had with mine because we lived so close.
So this perfect storm of emotion just sat and marinated in me all day until about lunch time.
When I stomped into the kitchen to make my two point weight watcher turkey sandwhich, which is really yummy, I started to put the mayo on my sandwhich when I saw something.
Believe me, I was not trying to make a smiley face out of my mayo, in fact I was probably going for anything but the smiley face. The bun top was actually turned on its side when I made this.
Now call me kookie, call me crazy, but I took this little mayo smile as a little sign to calm down because everything will work out.
It is sometimes in life's craziest moments that we need to stop and take a look around us and see what is really there.
So maybe I didn't get my dream job, but I still have a job that keeps me busy, gives me a very flexable schedule that allows me to travel and I get to meet lots of interesting people.
I might not live in an apartment in the city that never sleeps, but we do have a really cute little house, with a garden, lots of room to expand and it is in the neighborhood that we really wanted to live in.
Not to sound cliche, but as the saying goes if life gives you lemons, then make a huge pitcher of lemonaid (and maybe add some vodka to make it more interesting.)
"Live simply, love generously, care deeply, speak kindly and leave the rest to God."
Wednesday, July 28, 2010
Those are just a couple of tips that I have learned and thought I would share. There are many more, but I wouldn't want to bore anyone with them. Maybe I will put them in a book someday and then people can pay to be bored to death! :)
Tuesday, July 27, 2010
Today I won my first blog award! *Insert little girl squeal here.*
An awesome blogger by the name of In My Opinion bestowed this amazing award upon me this evening.
It is the type of award that asks you to tell seven interesting facts about yourself and then pass the award on to other bloggers.
So, here are my seven interesting facts:
1. Just like "In My Opinion" unlike my header (and my bio photo on the left) I do not have dark hair. Actually, I am a light blonde kinda girl.
2. I am OBSESSED, and I mean OBSESSED, with Walt Disney World. My husband and I try to plan a trip there every year to soak up enough magic to make it through the next 365 days. I don't know what it is about the place, but it makes me forget all my troubles and helps me regress back to my youth. When I reach senior citizen age, I am going to move down there and get a job.
3. Youtube is my go to place when I want to learn how to do something. When I wanted to learn how to sew with a sewing machine, I went to Youtube. When I wanted to learn how to carve turkey, while tipsy, on Christmas, I went to Youtube.
4. When I was about four or five years old, the love of my life was Indiana Jones. I would watch his movies over and over again, and I thought that I was going to marry him. Even though, I didn't get to marry Indy, a lot of people have said that my husband looks kind of like Harrison Ford, so I got pretty darn close. ;)
5. My absolute nightmare would be to wear an itchy wool sweater, while giving blood, while suspended in the air over a pit of snakes. I am just throwing that out there.
6. My husband and I are high school sweethearts. We met while working on the yearbook together. He was my editor.
7. My ultimate dream in life would be to be a professional singer. However, I am too nervous to get up and sing by myself in front of anyone. Guess that puts the kibosh on that!
Now on to my nominations.
I want to nominate some bloggers who work hard at being entertaining, genuine and witty:
- Wild ARS Chase
- Banter Battery
- and i'm no miss
- A Homemaker Speaks
- One Stop Giveaway Shop
So, in order for people to see what I do all day, I thought I would track a typical day in my life, Monday, July 26.
2:45 a.m.: I get woken up by Kevin gently tapping me and saying that he is leaving to go to work. I think I mumble something, get up and see him off to work.
2:47 a.m.: I give a pep talk to the cats to tell them how we are going to sleep. There will be no chasing each other around the house and diving on the bed, there will be no knocking stuff off of the dresser and no clawing at my back because I will not feed you any earlier than 7:30 a.m.
7 a.m.: Alarm goes off. I hit snooze
7:05 a.m.: Still not convinced it is time to get up, I hit snooze again.
7:10 a.m.: Alarm goes off and Finnegan jumps on my back and proceeds to purr and "make biscuits" on my back. I continue to lay there and ignore both.
7:15 a.m.: I finally agree to get up. I shut off the alarm, the TV and the cat. I go into the kitchen and feed the cats their breakfast of Chicken and Cheese Friskies. The cats now think of me as their favorite person.
7:30"ish" a.m.: I sit down and do my usual ritual on the Internet, (check email, Facebook, blogs, back to Facebook, back to email to see if I got anything new in the past three seconds, and then repeat).
8:00 a.m.: Take my laptop into bed with me, and start to write my daily blog entry.
8:30 a.m.: After I realized I can't copy and paste what I want, I yell at the computer, swear, scare the cats and go onto my desktop computer.
8:45 a.m.: New blog posted.
9:00 a.m.: Kevin home from work for lunch, which is really breakfast.
10 a.m.: Decided to give the management team of The Clarks a call because the email address they gave me has not solicited a response from anyone. (My deadline was Friday). When I call, there is no one there, but voicemail. I hang up and figure I will call back later and decided to work on interview questions for another article.
10:13 a.m.: I have developed this horrible twitch below my left eye. I will blame it on The Clark's management team.
11:08 a.m.: Just got off the phone with The Clark's management people. They said they never got the email and they will see what they can do before Tuesday. The person I talked to on the phone said they would get back to me today. My eye is still twitching.
11:46 a.m.: Went to call for an interview about our local Relay for Life and when I dialed the phone number it said, "This number has not been assigned." What does this mean?!
12:00 p.m.: I had better luck and was able to finally complete one of the five interviews that I have today.
12:30 p.m.: Watching one of our cats treat one of the cat trees like a stripper pole. This has brought me some amusement.
1:10 p.m.: Ate some lunch as Kev went off to the banks and to his doctor's appointment.
1:43 p.m.: Finished two Relay For Life interviews back-to-back. I am on a roll! Going to make one more call for an interview. I have to wait until Tuesday to do one of the interviews because the person is not available. Still haven't heard about The Clarks, but my eye has stopped twitching! Yay!!!
1:54 p.m.: My luck has run out. I got voicemail on my last interview of the day. I will try and call back later. But for now, I am going to take a nice hot bath.
5:15 p.m.: Sat down to an awesome meal cooked by my husband. Even though he worked all day, and went to work extremely early, he still wouldn't let me help him cook. I love him!
5:30pm: The hubby continued his awesomeness when he skinned the chicken for tomorrow's chicken noodle soup. His awesomeness amazes me!
5:35pm: I accidentally looked into the sink and saw the discarded chicken skin in the sink and almost deposited my dinner promptly onto the floor.
6:00 p.m.: Playing some Gabriel Knight on the lap top. I LOVE old school computer games!
Today is the day to try and follow a new blog! (Hopefully, it will be mine! :) All you have to do is click the follow button on the right. I always return the favor by following those who follow me!
Happy Tuesday Tag-a-Long.
Monday, July 26, 2010
This has been the case for me.
As Elizabeth Flynn pulled her suitcase out from under her bed, she managed to disturb several dust bunnies in her wake.
"Why is it that no matter how hard I try, I can never seem to get rid of these guys," said Elizabeth to her furry grey cat, Finnegan who was happily pouncing on the dust balls.
Once she had the suitcase situated on the bed, she zipped it open and proceeded to fill it with clothes from her closet.
As she was making trips from her closet to the suitcase, she kept replaying the conversation she just had with her mother, over and over in her head.
"Elizabeth, I hate to tell you this but I have some bad news," said her mother, Lucy. "Your grandfather passed away tonight."
Elizabeth remained silent on the phone while her mother continued.
"He had a heart attack while taking the garbage out and fell and hit his head. Mrs. Maddison found him, called an ambulance and waited with him while help arrived. The paramedics tried so hard to revive him but he was gone."
While her mother was talking, Elizabeth's mind drifted off to sweet memories of her grandfather. She thought of all the times he had taken her to the local airshow, all the times they watched birds in the front yard and of the last time she had visited him which was nine years ago when her grandmother had died.
She couldn't believe it has been nine years since she had seen him. She felt sick at how she had just let the precious time slip through her fingers without once visiting him and only calling him on holidays and his birthday.
Now she would never get the chance to see him again.
"Elizabeth are you still there," asked her mother?
"Yes mom, I am just trying to take it all in."
"I know it is a lot honey. Your grandfather was a very special man and the world will not be the same without him. Viewing will be on Wednesday and the funeral will be on Thursday, so you will need to get a flight here as soon as possible. Also, there is something else I need to talk to you about when you get here. Let us know what time your flight will be in and your father and I will pick you up."
After Elizabeth hung up the phone, she immediately booked an early flight for the next morning.
Elizabeth was brought back to reality when she heard a knock on the bedroom door.
"I just wanted to see if you needed anything," said her husband James as peeked his head in through the partially closed door.
"No. I think I am fine. Actually I am already to go," said Elizabeth as she zipped up her suitcase and handed it to James so he could take it out of the room.
"You ready to go, Finny-cat," said Elizabeth as she scooped up her fuzzy grey traveling companion to put him in his carrier so she could take him on the trip.
Ever since she brought the cat home from the shelter, the two have been inseparable and she was not about to live him now when she need him the most.
Elizabeth had decided to adopt that cat as a companion because James was always traveling for his job.
Being a foreign communications consultant at the computer company that he worked for meant there were many days and nights where she was left alone.
Elizabeth knew that James felt sorry for leaving her, but he did not want to give up his job because the pay and benefits were too good to pass up.
He would often apologize to Elizabeth by buying her expensive jewelery, sending her on spa trips and giving her a a beautiful home.
But, no matter how many gifts she was showered with, Elizabeth wanted things to go back to how they were when they first met.
Elizabeth drove her orange SUV down Buttermilk Lane to her grandparents' house.
The trees that hung over the street made almost a canopy that allowed the sun to filter through like a natural stained glassed window.
The street was lined by modest houses that were well taken care of and had lush grass carpets that were beckoning for people to run barefoot through them.
Elizabeth almost reached the end of the Cul De Sac when she turned right and up on the driveway of 140 Buttermilk Lane; the place her grandparents had called home for over 40 years.
The house is a modest, one and a half story brick Cape Cod. It has a small front porch with a rod-iron railing.
The front door has a cottage style screen door that always reminded Elizabeth of something straight out of a fairytale.
Also at the front of the house, is a large bay window where her grandmother, Emily used to grow many of her plants.
Elizabeth always admired her grandmother's green thumb and cursed that she did not inherit her uncanny ability to help plants thrive and nurse the sick ones back to health.
On the right hand side of the house, stands the detached one car garage that housed the Wicks' light blue Cadillac.
As Elizabeth peered into the window of the garage door, she could see that the old "boat of a car" was still there waiting to take its next trip to the local market.
When Elizabeth stepped out in the backyard, she felt like no time had passed between her childhood and now. The backyard had stayed almost exactly the same.
The spacious yard still had a large swing that both Albert and Emily would spend many long evenings swinging quietly and enjoying each others' company.
The picnic table that Albert and his son Ted had made, many years ago, still stands next to the ancient gas grill that would cook up some of the best burgers and hot dogs in the county.
The three large Maple trees that Elizabeth and her best friend Noah would climb during the summer, are still standing proud almost like guardians of the yard.
In the right back corner of the lot, Albert's garden shed sits and waits to be opened for the season right next to the garden bed that her grandfather had cared for for many years.
At the back of the shed Elizabeth sees the garbage cans that her grandfather was tending to when he had his heart attack.
She stood there for a long time wondering what his last moments were like, and what he thought about, when she heard a voice behind her.
"Your grandfather passed on to the other side as a happy man," said the voice.
When Elizabeth turned around, she saw her grandparents' neighbor and dear friend Dolly Madison standing behind her.
Dolly was all decked out in a fuschia colored, velor jogging suit with bright green stripes running down the sides. Her leopard printed sunglasses gleamed in the sunlight, while her short and tightly curled blonde hair gave her an almost angelic appearance in the sunlight.
Saturday, July 24, 2010
Because it was so early, Kevin has said so many different things that are amusing that I thought I would share:
Standing in line at Giant Eagle:
"There is no reason for her to be holding those two kittens in the photo." (Talking about Vanessa Hudgens on the cover of Glamour magazine.)
"Hey. I want you to feel my foot; it's dented." (Said as we waited in line as he proceeded to take his flip-flop off and place his foot on the cart handle.)
"If we could just stick a cork in both ends, and they could just be cuddly, it would be perfect." (Said after buying 60 cans of cat food that were on sale.)
"The next pet we get will be a baby." (Said after scooping the cat litter box.)
These are just a few gems of wisdom that Kev decided to share with me. I hope you can apply these to your own life and benefit from the wisdom of a 70 year-old stuck in a 27 year-old's body.
Friday, July 23, 2010
Once the jars are filled and capped, you will need to put them into a hot water bath to seal them. In a large stock pot, add enough water to cover the jars and then set to boil. Before, lowering the jars into the hot water bath, make sure there is something on the bottom of the pot to prevent the jars from touching it. This could also cause the jars to crack. I solved this problem by picking up a Ball home canning starter kit. The kit comes with this awesome green basket contraption that you put the jars into and then drop it in the pot.