....so I owe a big thank you to a friend (more like an mutual acquaintance really) whose blog I read for the first time today. She has three little ones under three and so much cheerfulness and happiness that I can feel it through the web...if that is even possible.
I don't know a lot about her but I think she must make a conscious effort to be happy and cheerful...something I desperately need work on. So thanks Kirsten (I don't know if you will ever read this) for being so uplifting to me on a hard day!
Wednesday, May 30, 2007
Warning: Keep your distance
So I would like to take a straw poll, but first I would like to preface all this by saying, Steve says I should be careful what I tell people or I might end up with nicknames I don't like.
First question...Have you ever been bull's eyed by a bird? You know, like they show in comics. Bird flys over, takes aim and splat right on the head? I mean how many people go their WHOLE lives and never have this experience.
Second question...How many of you actually know someone that this has happened to? Ok, how many of you know two such persons?
Third question...How many of you know some to whom this has happened more than once? How about twice in a very short period of time?
Well, lets just say that the first time this happened to me (not very long ago) I was casually putting Conner in the car, I leaned back out into the open, and WHAM out of nowhere I felt a large splat right on my head, followed by the accompanying splatters over clothes and car, which is what cued me in on what had just hit me, because I didn't know what had happened. I thought, "is it raining or something?"
Thinking that this was hardly blog worthy, I satisfied my surprise and amazement that this event actually does occur by promptly calling my parents and spouse, (actually Conner did and his version of what happened was highly entertaining and caused spontaneous gut laughs from all who heard it). I also thought that I would probably never in casual conversation have reason to compare experiences like this with someone (thinking it a quite rare occurrence) and so promptly forgot about it.
Well, low and behold, it is now approximately 2-3 months later and I am blogging about it because this has happened to me, not once, but TWICE and in a short period of time. How crazy is that? The most recent time was on Memorial day. I was freshly showered and we were wandering around the cemetery when, splat, again the familiar splatters...this time I didn't wonder if it was raining. I never imagined that I would have two such encounters in my whole life. I supposed this will be a great way to introduce myself at large events or family gatherings where they ask questions like, "Tell us something unique about yourself."
Maybe this is why I am having a hard time keeping a morning walking partner! Consider yourself warned!!
First question...Have you ever been bull's eyed by a bird? You know, like they show in comics. Bird flys over, takes aim and splat right on the head? I mean how many people go their WHOLE lives and never have this experience.
Second question...How many of you actually know someone that this has happened to? Ok, how many of you know two such persons?
Third question...How many of you know some to whom this has happened more than once? How about twice in a very short period of time?
Well, lets just say that the first time this happened to me (not very long ago) I was casually putting Conner in the car, I leaned back out into the open, and WHAM out of nowhere I felt a large splat right on my head, followed by the accompanying splatters over clothes and car, which is what cued me in on what had just hit me, because I didn't know what had happened. I thought, "is it raining or something?"
Thinking that this was hardly blog worthy, I satisfied my surprise and amazement that this event actually does occur by promptly calling my parents and spouse, (actually Conner did and his version of what happened was highly entertaining and caused spontaneous gut laughs from all who heard it). I also thought that I would probably never in casual conversation have reason to compare experiences like this with someone (thinking it a quite rare occurrence) and so promptly forgot about it.
Well, low and behold, it is now approximately 2-3 months later and I am blogging about it because this has happened to me, not once, but TWICE and in a short period of time. How crazy is that? The most recent time was on Memorial day. I was freshly showered and we were wandering around the cemetery when, splat, again the familiar splatters...this time I didn't wonder if it was raining. I never imagined that I would have two such encounters in my whole life. I supposed this will be a great way to introduce myself at large events or family gatherings where they ask questions like, "Tell us something unique about yourself."
Maybe this is why I am having a hard time keeping a morning walking partner! Consider yourself warned!!
Monday, May 21, 2007
Thank heavens for babysitters...
Here is Conner with some of our good friends. They had a great time playing "horsy".
Thursday, May 17, 2007
Killer Bunnies
So we are really hooked on this Killer Bunnies game....basically, a short story made really long goes like this.
I drew Andy's (my brother-inlaw) name for Christmas and had absolutely no idea what to get him, then decided that since he and his wife (steve's sister) are game people, that they might like a new game. So Steve went to a specialty toy shop by our house and asked for game recommendations. He came home with Killer Bunnies. I looked at it and went, "No way, I am not giving any one a game that looks like that and is called Killer Bunnies." Steve said the toy store had given it great reviews. So I got online and googled for some game reviews. All came back as good. So I figured what the heck, I have absolutely no idea what else to get him.
So time goes by, Christmas passes and we get this nice card from Andy saying thank you so much for the great game. We love it. Our kids love it...etc. Meanwhile, we hear that Steve's uncle happened to have the game and had showed Steve's other brother (David) and his wife how to play it. They had liked it so much that they went out and got their own. And in the process had recruited steves other Sister and husband to play it with them. By this time, the majority of the family has played a game that we kind of started. But we had still no idea what it was all about.
Easter rolls around and I am wondering what to get for Steve and I think "killer bunnies" how appropriate :) for Easter! Ha ha! That way we won't be so out of the loop with his family and their game playing. Plus, then we would have something to play with some couple friends.
Nope, instead it turns into Conners all time favorite game that he wants to play every day (and we do quite a bit). Keep in mind that this is a game that has two 20 page rule books and says Ages 12 and up on the box. He now has all the cards memorized (all 155 and most are different).
Then we go to Rachel 's (my sister) house for the week with Bomma. And introduce them to Killer bunnies. As soon as we get home, my mom buys killer bunnies and the purple booster deck....which makes Conner all excited.
So today was Steve's birthday and Polly sent Steve the Red and Purple booster decks. Conner sees them and says "Holy Smackeral" This is apparently the best way he can express his joy....some where between Holy Mackeral and Holy Smackers....both phrases he has heard from people around him. I think it was an absolutely perfect birthday gift for the Conner's father.
Happy Birthday, Steve!
I drew Andy's (my brother-inlaw) name for Christmas and had absolutely no idea what to get him, then decided that since he and his wife (steve's sister) are game people, that they might like a new game. So Steve went to a specialty toy shop by our house and asked for game recommendations. He came home with Killer Bunnies. I looked at it and went, "No way, I am not giving any one a game that looks like that and is called Killer Bunnies." Steve said the toy store had given it great reviews. So I got online and googled for some game reviews. All came back as good. So I figured what the heck, I have absolutely no idea what else to get him.
So time goes by, Christmas passes and we get this nice card from Andy saying thank you so much for the great game. We love it. Our kids love it...etc. Meanwhile, we hear that Steve's uncle happened to have the game and had showed Steve's other brother (David) and his wife how to play it. They had liked it so much that they went out and got their own. And in the process had recruited steves other Sister and husband to play it with them. By this time, the majority of the family has played a game that we kind of started. But we had still no idea what it was all about.
Easter rolls around and I am wondering what to get for Steve and I think "killer bunnies" how appropriate :) for Easter! Ha ha! That way we won't be so out of the loop with his family and their game playing. Plus, then we would have something to play with some couple friends.
Nope, instead it turns into Conners all time favorite game that he wants to play every day (and we do quite a bit). Keep in mind that this is a game that has two 20 page rule books and says Ages 12 and up on the box. He now has all the cards memorized (all 155 and most are different).
Then we go to Rachel 's (my sister) house for the week with Bomma. And introduce them to Killer bunnies. As soon as we get home, my mom buys killer bunnies and the purple booster deck....which makes Conner all excited.
So today was Steve's birthday and Polly sent Steve the Red and Purple booster decks. Conner sees them and says "Holy Smackeral" This is apparently the best way he can express his joy....some where between Holy Mackeral and Holy Smackers....both phrases he has heard from people around him. I think it was an absolutely perfect birthday gift for the Conner's father.
Happy Birthday, Steve!
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