Not the Usual Toy!

What a wonderful day yesterday, the sun was shining, burgers were cooking on the grill and family was over to celebrate Father’s Day.  My two little boys were playing in the yard having a great time with their toys.  Finally one of my son’s wanted to head in my direction so his uncle picked him up and handed him over to me, I gave him hugs and kisses and then realized that something was not right.  I smelled it first and quickly started my search…..there it was in his little fist….a smooshed piece of dog poo, now spread on my arm as well!  My old self would have been jumping around declaring how gross this situation was, but my new mom self did not even spare a second thought and instead jumped into cleaning and disinfecting action mode.  My husband had looked 2 or 3 times around the yard picking up everything in sight before our guests arrived and the boys came out to play, but I guess if there is something disgusting around your kids are bound to find it, get into it and share it with those they love!

My Boys

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Good-Bye To A Beloved Pet

There were 12 of us in all, gathered in the rain with little light left in the day, some of us shedding tears and some of us silent in remembrance.  Yesterday I attended the burial of a beloved friend and pet.  My brother’s dog had spent 13 wonderful years touching our lives and sadly it was her time to pass. 

My brother’s lilacs are the darkest purple you have ever seen and they were slowly cut and laid out for each person to gently toss down as a last parting gift and sign of love for the girl that we all knew.  It is a true sign to this wonderful companion and a show of the truest friendship that so many came on a Friday night to show support and respect for a pet that was so much a part of all of our lives that the now empty house, usually so full of life and hope, is left hollow for the time being.

My brother shoveled the first bit of dirt upon the grave with my husband at his side and as time passed each man among us took a turn to stand beside my brother and help in his most painful task. 

With love and sadness, we will not forget you, your gentle spirit and the joy you spread among us!

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Picture Post – Front Yard Color

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This is a very small flower that always grows in the spring in my front yard around the stones and flower bed.  Several of these flowers grow around each other and are about 6 to 8 inches tall.  If any one can identify this flower that would be great.

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Picture Post – Balloons

Balloons

Balloons

I took this picture the day after my twins first birthday party with the camera set to color accent blue.

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Sunlight and Magic

Today one of my twin boys was sitting on the floor playing with his toys.  The sunlight was coming through the windows in streams and I watched as this little boy put his hands up to the light and pulled them out and then put them back in the light.  Then my son tried to grab a piece of the sun, not once but twice.  I don’t know why but this touched my heart and brought back a memory of me as a four year old in my room running my fingers through the sunlight that appeared in one spot on my floor.  There was something so sweet and innocent as I watched my one year old, close his fingers around the light and then open his hand closer to his face only to find that he could not actually take a piece of that magnificent light for his own.

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Guy Logic

So the other day I was not feeling that well and even ended up throwing up, I was miserable.  Meanwhile my hubby was downstairs happily preparing himself some food knowing I was sick.  I leaned over the stairway and asked in my weakest voice for some Vernors (my go to, sure to feel better drink of choice).  “Sure” my husband replied “want some chicken nuggets too?”.   I asked in my very least sarcastic voice “Did you just hear me getting sick?”  “Yes…so do you want some?” he said innocently.  I will just end this story here and mention that I did not eat any chicken nuggets.

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Picture Post – Caterpillar

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I took this picture at my brother’s house in the summer of 2008, I was just learning (and still am) how to use the different features on my camera.  I love the colors in this shot.

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That Dosen’t Smell Like Breadsticks?

As I have mentioned before I am the proud owner of a Jeep Commander  who is now being forced to drive my husband’s minivan so he can have my car for awhile (it is a miles thing).  Anyways, as the mother of twins I finally had the chance to get out and do some shopping on my own while my husband was at home with the boys.  I happily jumped into my Jeep.  As I began to drive around I started to smell something unpleasant and as I got in and out of the vehicle for several stops the smell only got worse.  My husband called to see how my day was going and I immediately asked him what he did to my Jeep, “I had breadsticks in there yesterday on my lunch break” he replied.  Breadsticks?  Okay they can smell like sweaty gym socks but this was more like a puke with beer breath with somthing else mixed in scent that I could not put a finger on and as the car got warmer the smell intensified.  I kept the windows cracked at a tolerable level due to the winter weather and continued on my way. 

About two weeks later as I was running around my front lawn in the wind trying to catch blow away boxes from my garbage that had not yet been picked up, I suddenly slid through a pile of bait fish near the curb.  First thought…Why Me?  Second thought….I am going to kill him.  Yes you heard that right, my husband had been ice fishing and forgot to remove these leftovers from the car.  I even recall mentioning something sliding around in the back of the Jeep and my husband saying during that phone call that it was his ice fishing sled.   Hmmm…..that explains the mysterious scent.  Now I have seen this pile of fish before (although last time I was spared from having to smell them for a day) and as I told my husband then and will again, the cats in the neighborhood ignore his offering and a week later I have to send him out with a bag and gloves to remove his dead friends from our yard.  What must the neighbors think?

Ice Fishing-Perch caught by my friend Russell

Ice Fishing-Perch caught by my friend Russell

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If Only They Were Diamonds!

This is a story that goes back to the beginning of my parent adventures, in fact I don’t know how I let this one slip by. 

With twins and every new parents obsession with poop and pee we had a chart set up for feedings (how many ounces), was there pee or poop, time of last change, etc.  In the beginning you are supposed to keep track of this stuff and with twins a chart seemed like a great idea, we were zombies in those first few weeks.  We used this method for about a month before we realized we were capable of identifying anything strange and that we were not going to starve anyone. 

Here comes the good part…..one of my sons did not poop for about a day and we were on the lookout for that special package.  My husband took the morning changing and feeding on this day and when I asked if there was anything in the diaper his response was some what out of the ordinary…

Husband:”Yes, there was poop but it was strange looking”.

Me: “Strange? In what way?”

Husband: “There was poop but it was all mixed in with crystals that were white, it looked like a snow cone”

Me: “What the heck is that about?”

Okay snow cone poop, obviously even those of you that are not parents or have not experienced this strange obsession with body fluids have to realize this is not normal.  Immediately I started rationalizing what that would look  like, what did the twins consume, and how long would it take me to get to the ER?  I immediately went to the diaper pail to examine the evidence.   Not as easy as it sounds as I had to view a few diapers that were not the one in question and no….that is not a fun job.  Eventually I pulled the lucky ticket and opened the diaper and my god it was snow cone poop!  My heart started pounding, I thought back to the parent books and could not recall any mention of this miracle in any of the paragraphs.  Finally my reasonable self took over as I realized along with the poop there was a massive amount of pee that had expanded the diaper,  further inspection (diaper Sherlock) revealed a tear a long the side which when combined had resulted in those magic soaking crystals working  their way out.    Whew…..that would have been a fun trip to the ER with yet another embarrassing first parent blunder, thank goodness we avoided that one!

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Any one can make a smoothie, right?

As part of my get healthy and lose weight plan I saw this great product on QVC to make smoothies.  Yes, I have watched QVC and ordered products (when there is nothing else on I like to see what is for sale).  Anyways….I watched this host make a bunch of smoothies in a few minutes and thought that would be great….a smoothie for me; one for my husband, fresh fruit some protein powder and we would be good to go with a healthy start to the day, not to mention you blend it in its own cup and it fits in your car holder…sounds amazing.  Still I waited to order this magic machine until about my fourth viewing of the product. 

My package arrived and I bought some fresh fruit, yogurt and frozen strawberries.  I was so excited to make my first one.  I added all the ingredients and pulsed three times and then blended, it looked so good, I was ready for my first taste of that delicious mixture.  Imagine my surprise when I could not get the lid off, in my rush for a fruit explosion I had put the lid on crooked and could not get it off.  I tried as hard as I could, I even resorted to my super handy husband gripper (if you do not have one of these I highly recommend them it turns you into a superhero of the jar opening kind), still nothing worked.  One bubble of liquid escaped out the top and I licked it up enjoying the promise of more to come.  I twisted, I turned, I huffed and puffed…..nothing.  I stared at the top willing it to open and I contemplated banging it on the counter but decided violence was not the answer and breaking this item would guarantee me no smoothie and no chance of a refund if needed.  I came to the sad realization that I may have to send my machine back with my smoothie inside and quickly turned my thoughts to the regulations concerning shipping liquids and what exactly would the return department think of my drink concoction?  I put the whole thing in the fridge and hoped my husband could perform some sort of exorcism on the device that had trapped my drink inside.

My hubby had me hold the bottom while he twisted the top, we were in the brace yourself stance and…….it worked and I had a taste of my drink….it was great…. but I think I may be over this whole thing…..after all, I own a blender and that would surely do the trick just fine.

Note: I did make a smoothie the next day but as all that yogurt and fruit sloshed around in my stomach it made me feel a little ill.  I realize now that my image of myself as a sporty, smoothie drinking girl is not to be and that I am much happier with my usual cup or two of coffee in the morning.

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