Come again another day."
Wednesday, March 11, 2009
Rain rain go away...
Come again another day."
Wednesday, March 4, 2009
Using a movie to converse with your family
We end up quoting movie lines. More than you can quote and still be reasonably cool. Today I called him to ask if he would pick up the kiddos...quoting ensued.
Me: 'Hey, I think I'm going to go straight to the gym. Do you feel like picking up the kids?'
Him: 'Why don't you just ask me to pick up the kids?'
Me: 'I just did. That's my way of asking. Don't try to change me.'
Him: 'Well, I don't feel like picking them up, but I will if you ask me.'
Me: 'I want you to want to do the dishes.'
Him: Laughing 'Why would I want to do the dishes? Yes, I'll pick them up.'
Me: 'K thx.'
Me: 'Big gulps huh? Well, see you later!'
There are two references in here - both have recently been on network TV. Got a guess? Quoting movies twice in a single five minute conversation might make me definitley lame-o. Or wicked awesome. Don't hate.
Tuesday, March 3, 2009
What do you call a gaggle of 5 year old boys?
One of the funny things I have learned during this experience is how OCD my child is. I've always noticed he has little quirks like when I find his 20 toy cars perfectly lined up by his bed. I could never imagine Syd taking on such a task. Now that he has something new he cares for he lines all his soccer stuff up in little rows. Shin guards lay parallel to each other, a soccer sock folded neatly in line with each, soccer shorts folded and placed carefully on top, followed by his ball. He calls this 'packing up' his soccer stuff. I came upon this little pile one day. Which means he probably learned this behavior from, uh, his mommy. Am I creating a little neat freak? I guess there are worse things!
Monday, February 16, 2009
The month of February
So here's my quick run-down. Most of the month I focused on Valentines Day. Some people hate it. Me, I love it. Lots of fun.
I took time to make some valentines cards. Then promptly sent them out late. Oops.
Hmm. I should think about taking better pictures. These have a 'postage stamp' feel to them. These use chalk and an overlay to make the white lines across the center and have a postage stamp edge on the white.I feel like this pink and black is sweet and simple.
My visiting teacher dropped by a really cute little cookie mix/heart cookie cutter/frosting package that I took full advantage of. Some cookies to go with a gift for my DH:
Monday, February 9, 2009
Ode to a Mall
I also remembered something else - I am in love with that mall. In honor of Valentine's Day, I give you an 'Ode to Northp@rk'.
Ah Northp@rk mall, how do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
1. BRIGHT covered parking. Want to valet park that pimp ride you're rollin' (well maybe not me but I've seen some very nice cars pull up)? Well you can do so right outside of Tiff@ny's. And then gawk at those lovely diamonds on the way inside. Want to park under covered parking? No problem. You can do so right outside B@iley B@nks & Biddle. And with the daylight-level lighting they use, you don't have to worry about not seeing where you are walking. Seriously it's some of the brightest lighting ever. Love it.
2. Best Shopping. Some of the best shopping in the world can be found in Dallas. And you'll find many of those stores at NP. Need to pick up the latest Burberry item and stroll through C@che? Check. How about pick up a handmade bath fizzy at Lush? Check.
3. Best Bathrooms. NP has the.best.bethrooms.period. You could fit a parking garage in this ladies room, no need to fear your new gucci purse will brush up against the masses here. I could fit a family of four in even the smallest stall. And after you've washed those manicured hands you can use the space age hand dryer and be dry with one swipe. No standing around huddled under a regular dryer here. No sir. No slumming at NP.
4. That cool turtle fountain. Seriously, even I want to run up and down those very fun sloped sides of this little pool. And who doesn't love to look at turtles?
5. The park at the park. Get a little nature by walking through the park - in the middle of the mall. Very hip idea.
6. Jonas brothers. This is where I saw the Jonas brothers in person. I was in Louis Vuitton and realized there was a crowd forming outside. I turned around and found that I am in the store with a celebrity! And maybe the entire Neiman M@rcus security force. srsly. I doubt they ever hang at Valley View.
7. Art. End of story. Check it out.
8. No annoying movie-goers. Some theaters require I bring my taser for fear of the clientele. Or I spend my time wondering if the thug kids in the row behind me will please stop talking. At NP, you can relax in a nice theater and not have to worry. DH says I'm a hater. Uh, yeah, I dislike annoying people.
9. Fun food-court and restaurants. Anything from Sonic to La Madeline to Kona's. Sit in the atrium on a nice day!
10. It makes me happy. Seriously I never walk out of there in a bad mood. Put it all together and it just makes me happy. I always wonder why I don't go more often. Oh yeah, maybe because it makes me want to spend money.
Tuesday, January 20, 2009
The One Where Things Break...
This was the sound I heard late yesterday afternoon followed by the tinkling sound of glass breaking. The kids were playing in Sydney's room down the hall when we heard the obvious sound that something had broken.
There's two things that run through your mind. First, I hope no one is hurt. This is followed closely by 'what could they have broken?'. I could only think of two possible things ( a mirror on the wall and a piggybank) that would even make such a noise so it didn't really compute for me. Immediately, DH and I were up and running to her room down the hall. Before we even made it there I heard both kids screaming. Screaming is good and bad when you're a parent. It actually fills you with relief when you hear the 'I'm not hurt too bad, I'm just crying' instead of the terror inducing 'I'm really hurt and have broken my arm' shrill. And I knew immediately no one was hurt (or at least not badly.)
When we reached the room, Tristen was in the hall crying HYSTERICALLY and screaming 'I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it!'. He was frantic. He just kept repeating it and crying. Sydney was on her bed crying, probably just freaked out at her brother losing it.
A quick survey of the situation revealed the kids had broken the main room light. Tristen had thrown a ball up in the air and it had shattered the lighting cover in the room. And apparently my son thought he was in some serious trouble. DH was very calm and his first concern was checking them out and calming them down. It's funny, I had expected a little yelling so I was impressed by the restraint and it calmed me down too. DH spent the next 5 minutes calming them down and assuring them it was ok to be calm while I picked up the glass and vacuumed.
The first reaction in my head, after realizing everyone was ok, was to be mad. We have a rule...we don't play ball in the house. But that quickly dissipated when I saw how upset he was. I don't think I've ever seen him that upset, it really scared him. I just wanted him to know he was safe and that even though we all make mistakes, his Mom & Dad still love him. After everyone was calm and the mess cleaned up we had the talk about throwing things in the air (and how that's not going to happen again.) We were very lucky that no one was standing under this light when it shattered. This could be a story about stitches or worse. Whew!
So we've got one more thing I now have to replace in my house (sigh). And I think I learned a little lesson in patience myself.
Friday, January 9, 2009
Happy Belated New Year!
Christmas 2008
We enjoyed more food than we could finish.






