Friday, October 31, 2008

Happy Halloween

I just got back from an Obama rally. Nothing like spending your lunch hour with 25,000 of your closest friends while listening to the energy of Barack. That man sure knows how to speak and energize people.

I need to get some work done today, so no time to jabber, though my post earlier in the week did enough of that for an entire year. I'll leave you with these photos of the kids who went trick-or-treating last night. (We do trick or treating the day before Halloween here in Iowa. I have no idea why, so don't ask...)

Thursday, October 30, 2008

Kindergarten and the 'SH' Word

Bumblebee is learning her letters and what sounds they make. Every day, she will pause while saying a word and sound out the first letter to figure out what it starts with. “puh- puh- PARTY. Party starts with P!” She’ll exclaim.

Last night she was in a giggly mood and thought it was hysterical that she knew what letter the words ‘butt’ and ‘pee’ and ‘poop’ start with. Her eyes would get big and she’d say “Mom, I can sound out the BAD WORDS too!” I explained to her that 'butt', 'pee', and 'poop' weren’t bad words.

She paused for a moment and then said, “Momma, what letter makes the shhhh sound?”

I wondered where this was going, but I told her that it was a combination of the S and H letters.

In a hushed voice, she said, “I know another bad word that starts with S and H.”

Really? Of course you know what word I was thinking. But I was surprised that it would come to her mind. I asked her what word she meant?

“I’m not allowed to say it.” She said.

I gave her permission and told her to say it softly.

“Are you sure you won’t be mad?” she asked.

I was sure.

“Ok…” pause. “Well… the word {in a loud whisper} shut up starts with S and H.”

I had to stifle a laugh. So I said, “You’re right. Those aren’t good words. But they do start with S and H.”

“Yep. You should always say ‘shush-it’ instead.”

Sunday, October 26, 2008

What I've Been Up To...

I've said it before, many times, and far less eloquently, but this phrase sums it all up:
The love of a family is life's greatest blessing.
It's been a very, very busy week.

It started last weekend with my sister-in-law's bachelorette party. We had fun. Too much of it. I could elaborate, but will instead keep the pact of the sisterhood and remain silent. It was a great time, as you can tell from the smiles on our faces in this picture (eek, those booth photos are not flattering):

The next day we were hurting as we gathered to do the decorations for the wedding. I had no voice and felt like microwaved cat barf.

It went downhill from there. I had a week long off-site meeting for work. It involved presentations and microphones which only echoed my squeaks. My voice was not to return until Friday. In addition to my voice being gone, I began to cough. And cough. And cough some more. I was not well. Finally went to the doctor and got some antibiotics and some wacky cough medicine. The cough syrup gave me the bed spins and really bad dreams.

On Wednesday, my sister-in-law made 225 caramel apples for the wedding. I went over to her place to help wrap them after work. They took her forever to make, but they truly were the hit of the reception - they turned out amazing and were tasty too. (I should know - I've had two of them today!)

Thursday night was the rehearsal dinner. It was great to see the family all together, and we had a nice time. While we were at the reception, my mom got the news that she'd gotten the Director position at her work. I'm so happy for her! We enjoyed the rehearsal dinner, and the men stayed out after the women went home to bed.

Friday was the wedding. Sister-in-law #1 went with me to the reception hall to help decorate. It was chaos and we weren't able to help much. But we tried. Then we went home and got ready for the wedding.

The wedding was beautiful. My brother and sister-in-law are a great match, and the event was perfect. I took very few pictures because I was too busy and I just didn't think to take any. Bumblebee was the flower girl and she did a great job.

The reception was fun, though the DJ's dance music was questionable at first. Bumblebee enjoyed dancing with her daddy:

And then she and The Boy passed out while the grownups kept the party going:

We finally dragged ourselves home at about midnight because Hollywood and I had a race to run in the morning.

The race was great. I still wasn't feeling well, but my friend webgal was running it and I wanted to run with her. She finished the couch to 5K program and this was her first 5K to run in, so I knew I couldn't miss it. We met up and ran the race. Webgal did such an awesome job! She beat me by at least a few minutes. Here's a pic of us before the race:

After the race, we met up with my mother-in-law, father-in-law, and aunt-in-law for lunch. MIL is a breast cancer survivor, so they all walked the race too. It was great to celebrate her victory over cancer with the walk and a nice lunch. Here's a pic of us after lunch. I love how you can see aunt-in-law in the background taking the pic!

After the lunch, I met up with my extended family on my Dad's side to tailgate at an Iowa State football game. We had a great time, lots of food, family, and fun. My uncle Mike did a lot of smack talking before our game of bean bag toss, and though I gave it my all, he did end up kicking my ass in the game. You can bet that I'll be practicing my bean bag toss all year so I can win the rematch in 2009.

Here's a pic of the crew. Crazy bunch, aren't we? (See all of those blue stickers? They're Obama stickers!!)
Hollywood hung out with my cousin who is six days younger than she is:

Bumblebee found a friend and they played together for hours. As you can see, they had a blast, though I did have to pull three slivers out of her hand today:

The Boy was a bit more low key - he enjoyed the tailgate party in usual Boy fashion, by playing his DS in the back of my dad's truck:

We returned home, exhausted, and I went to bed early. Today I am not ashamed to say that I haven't moved far from the couch all day. It's been a crazy week. I'm looking forward to a bit of a down week in the days ahead.

Congratulations to my brother K and his new bride D. We love you both very much!!!

Friday, October 24, 2008

I'm Still Alive!

This has been a crazy week.

My little brother gets married tonight so things have been busy.

I've also been sick and super swamped with work. So that doesn't help.

I'll be back soon, I promise!

Friday, October 17, 2008

Friday Funny

Ok, so this totally has me giggling like a maniac. I told you I was sleep deprived. My sense of humor falls to a seven or eight year old level when I'm tired.

My friend webgal sent me this - she found it on's pictures of the week series. I can't stop giggling at it.

Am I an immature dumbass? Sure. But it's still funny as hell.

This is What Happens When I'm Sleep Deprived

I have a tendency of blurting out my thoughts without considering the impact of them.

Our bathroom on the sixth floor of this Giant Ass Bank building has, um, ventilation problems... Because of this, people bring in those obnoxious air freshener sprays to try and mask the scent of people doing their business at their business. (ha!)

This morning, I was hurrying to the bathroom after a meeting when the smell of artificial cinnamon spray hit me like a brick in the face several feet outside of the door to the bathroom. My stomach lurched - I'm very sensitive to smells. As I came into the restroom, I saw someone exiting a stall. Instead of nodding a friendly hello, I blurted out, complete with a nose plug gesture, “Whoo-eeeee! You can smell that crap all the way out in the hallway!”

Let me be clear here: I was referring to the air freshener.

The woman in the bathroom gave me a look of horror mixed with embarrassment. She didn’t even respond. That’s when I realized that she must have just gotten done (insert crude bowel movement euphemism here) in there and thought I was referring to the actual smell of crap.

After she washed her hands in record time and flew out of the bathroom, I couldn’t stifle my giggle. Oops. When will I ever learn that silence is golden?

Thursday, October 16, 2008


I'm so glad the debates are over.

Watching John McCain makes me itchy and squirmy.

I'll write a real post later. But that's I've got for now.

Wednesday, October 15, 2008

Wave of Light

I found this wave of light image on Tiffany's blog today. Thought I'd place it on mine too.

Today is Pregnancy and Infant Loss Memorial Day. If you know someone who's lost a baby, send up a prayer for them today, will you? Those prayers and the amazing support of family and friends saved me when I was in the depths of despair after losing Joseph, and it's what makes me count my blessings today.

If you're interested, here's a link to an old post that sums up how losing a baby changed my life.

I'm comforted that there's an official day set aside to help people who are grieving for their lost babies. I hope it gives people who are in that really sad, dark place right now some comfort.

Monday, October 13, 2008

Race for the Cure

Hollywood and I are running the Race for the Cure on October 25th. We did it last year, and it looks as though it will become a yearly tradition.

The proceeds of the race support breast cancer research, and like most people, our family has been affected by this terrible disease. This year it hit especially close to home, so we decided we'd make t-shirts to wear on race day to honor our loved ones who have fought (and survived) breast cancer.

I'm going to wear a shirt honoring my Grandma Viv:

Hollywood will wear one to honor her Grandma Di:

We'll be so proud to wear these shirts during the race in honor of our beloved breast cancer survivors and all of those affected by breast cancer.

If you're interested in making a donation to this very worthy cause, you can click the pink ribbon image on my right sidebar and it will bring you to a pledge page.

Thursday, October 9, 2008

I'll Have Nightmares About This...

Oh my gosh. This is so disturbing on many, many levels (it's totally work safe):

click here

It combines two things that I have serious mental issues with. Feet and aquarium fish.

(I'm in the fetal position, rocking back and forth... Find a happy place, find a happy place....)


Tuesday, October 7, 2008

A Different Way to "Sock" it to Him

Does this make me a bad mom?

I told The Boy that he had to carry the dirty socks that he left in the family room upstairs to the laundry room - holding the socks to his nose the entire way. I considered making him stuff them in his mouth, but figured they were hazardous to his health, so I was lenient and made him sniff them instead.

Hopefully he will think back on this fond memory the next time he gets the urge to play his X-Box in his bare feet.

For the Greater Good?

I just got back from lunch with a former co-worker who quit her job here at Giant Ass Bank and went to Ghana on a volunteer mission trip for 5 months. She just returned to the states, had amazing stories to tell, and is inspiring as hell.

I realize that I have a family and a life that moves a thousand miles a minute in every different direction, and that my choices for volunteerism may be limited. But still... seeing my friend made me wonder if I'm doing the right kinds of things with my life.

I am raising a family, and I have respectful, mostly well-mannered children. That's the most important job in the world for me. But couldn't I do more meaningful things with my life, and in the process teach my children the importance of philanthropy and pursuing activities that have true meaning?

I support the United Way campaigns by donating money with each paycheck. I tithe at church and know that some of that is helping those in need. But that's not very much in the grand scheme of things. Working in a cube all day for Giant Ass Bank isn't helping out my community. Sure, it's a great, flexible job that I'm lucky to have in today's economic environment. With each dismal report on the economy, especially in the financial sector, I'm extremely thankful to have my job. But what if I could do something that helped others and paid the bills?

I might not be in the position to do what my friend did and take off for Africa for five months, but I want to do something more. Maybe it's not a career change, I might just need to find a cause and help support it. I just don't know what it is yet.

Stay tuned.

Wednesday, October 1, 2008


Moo. I ate too much tonight.

Which is dumb because I've been so good on Weight Watchers this week, until tonight. Let's just say that I had a date with a jar of Nutella and some multi-grain toast. If you don't know what Nutella is, consider yourself lucky. It is the nectar of Satan himself.

I have no time to burn off the calories of this binge minor setback with a run because I had a meeting at church. I'm a brand new member of the decorating committee, and my sole contribution to the meeting was to tell a bunch of religious ladies that my pals Stacey and Clinton from What Not To Wear say it's ok to mix your metallics.

What? You said they were neutral! You didn't mean that you could mix them in a church decorating theme?


Can't win today.