April 30, 2014

Where I write something.

Editing to add that I'm linking up with One Hot Mess at The Fike Life.  Go on, share your crazy!

Yesterday was quite a day.  It was one of those days where any one of these things separately would have been a leetle crazy but you know, manageable.  But, combined.... um, yeah.
A gratuitous pic where you assume this post is going to be fun!
We've had a couple of days of heavy rains off and on.  So when we woke up and the kids were exclaiming greatly about water in the basement, I didn't flinch too much.  It was more, "Okay, I'll come check it out in a minute...after I get the dishwasher started...."  

Our basement door needs some caulk.  If it rains heavy and beats in that direction, sometimes there is water.  It is one of those things--it rains, we notice it, we say, "Oh gotta take care of that...." Then, we wait for it to dry out and promptly forget again.  Please tell me this happens to you.  Anyway, water in the basement after some heavy rain--not a shock.

Until there was water at my feet.  While I was doing dishes.  Then, I was all, "hey....wait a minute...what's going on here?"  APPARENTLY...there was a bit of a plumbing issue.  A bit.  As in the pipe had come undone and the tub o' stuff I keep under the sink was full o' water and so was the whole kitchen cabinet and now the kitchen floor and oh wait did I mention the dishwasher was running and probably all the water in the basement was from when I ran the dishwasher on the way to bed the night before and NOW NOW there was a problem.  (Yes that was a run-on sentence.  Drama.)  Not only was there a leetle leetle water in the basement, you could have floated a boat and not to mention the pure excitement of water streaming from the rafters in multiple locations.  Yes, exciting.  In all sorts of ways.  Needless to say, Ken took the day off work to rectify such a problem.  

I know you wish I had pictures of the inside of my wet cabinet and such.  If I was a dutiful blogger, I would.  I didn't.  I could show you the aftermath--countertops laden with the items previously housed under the sink.  Or the fan running to dry t'all out.  But, no.

Another gratuitous pic.  Hey, there's my overgrown seedlings!
They are in the basement.  Kinda relevant.
So there was that.

Then there was the nearly out of gas panic on the way to take Elizabeth to American Heritage Girls concurrent with the million Hail Mary's.  Because in the deluge, I'd forgotten I was out of gas and had planned on putting a little in the tank from the gas can.  I had also planned on leaving a few minutes early to properly fill the van.  My own personal panic there.  All was well so probably didn't need to share that.  Survived AHG, mostly survived the playground with the littles (in spite of the zillion times Peter got hurt).  And because I am apparently a glutton for punishment....swung by ye old Sam's Club for necessities.  

I'd promised pretzels from the cafe.  No escaping that!

Ah yes, Sams Club.  Remember, I only have the youngest half of my crew.  We arrive, I take the kids to wash hands and while trying to wash one the other would be trying to play with the plungers under the sink.  That was going well.  Just imagine the hamster wheel of futility.  Wash one's hands while one attempts running away with the plunger, put first one down to grab second and wash, first one attempts their turn with a plunger (to be clear, there were TWO freakin plungers under the sink in toddler-grabability).  Trust me, there was a complaint to a manager following finally getting all the hands washed.  WHO IN THEIR RIGHT MIND? WHO? I ask you leaves plungers out and accessible? Seriously. Gross.

They all pigged out on pizza and pretzels and I thought we were managing quite well.  Of course total meltdown halfway through.... The only thing of note is that I did manage to buy toilet paper.  And goldfish and animal crackers.  Priorities!  Tried to bolt out of the store due to impending doom of ...screaming, I guess.

Followed by no money in the account.  I try to pay cash as much as possible.  Well I didn't have any and didn't check the bank account before I left.  Smart, I know.  Praise The Lord for smartphones so I could transfer moola.  And that there was no one in line behind me to make mad.  Spent a gazillion dollars on nuthin'.   Aaannnndd then dash to the car and load up in pouring rain. 

Here we find our joy again at Sam's--by trying to drink raindrops.
But wait folks that's not the piece de resistance....drive home in crazy winds, pouring rain (any of you with a big ol' van know that is NO fun. Hello white knuckles.)  Unload car in drizzle.  Settle in.  And I get the phone call.

Kens car died at the fairgrounds.  He had taken the boys to Dog Club and now his car wouldn't start.  They couldn't jump it.  They all managed to get a ride home with a fellow 4H parent (who tried to politely manage the odiferous odiousness of Sally).  Ken ran into town to buy a battery.  I went to put the kids to bed so we could run out and pick up his car.

Ready for the icing on the cake?  Just as I went to put her to bed--Caroline threw up all over me. And her.  And the carpet.  Ah yes, my favorite.  Vomit, how I love thee.  Scrub, bathe, re-pajama, put to bed.

And the car still didn't start, it wasn't the battery.  So you know, that drama continues.

Moral to the story?  Stay home, don't own a car or have plumbing.  Definately don't shop at Sam's.

Funny part to all of this.... all day my older boys have asked, "Didn't you go to Sam's yesterday?  Why didn't you buy xyz?"  Hahahaha!  

April 25, 2014

Just because.

Nathan made this video.  But first he built a racetrack in the woods, and made jumps.  Then realizing he couldn't video and drive his car he built a "quadpod" ( you know, instead of a tripod) to hold his iPod to video.  That's a lot of pods.  Then he made this video.  So really, a video months in the making!  A video that you can probably only appreciate if you are a 13 yr old boy.  Or his mother.


April 24, 2014


round button chicken

If you've been hanging around here long enough, you know I have a thing for fields.
Open spaces.
Wild stuff en masse.
Anyhoo--enter my new favorite field.
Purple and green.
Only my taken-from-the-car-window-Easter-morning just doesn't do it justice.
Hence, my picasa-altered photo.
When the sun hits it just right, it looks like this.
I love it.

Which, brings me to an issue I still have to this day with an old art teacher.
We were painting sunsets or rainbows (I don't even remember) and he had the nerve to make me redo my art and make an issue in front of the class because I had green in my painting.
The nerve.
Obviously, the man has never seen a rainbow or enough sunsets.
Because there is green.  Sometimes, not always.  But, I've seen it.
And likewise, I've heard it said that neon is not a natural color.
God obviously works in neon.
Rant over.
I think.

But, wait...pretty is as pretty does and the pretty ain't over yet.
Not an altered photo.
Thank you zoo blooms!

This girl makes me happy.
She has the best smiles!
She makes me even happier in this dress.
Elizabeth wore it and I have such happy memories of her wearing it that I am willing to put it on Caroline as much as possible even though the white tshirt-like top is dingy and stained.
It was a hand-me down then and I still love it now.
I wish I had a carbon copy.
It's baby Gap, you know if you happen to have one laying around somewhere.

Funny and Real all rolled into one big pile of pictures.

Continuing with the theme of imperfect family pictures from yesterday....
You can't help but love this one.
Everyone squinting and Peter making his best face.
But, hey, one can still enjoy the tulips and the fire hydrant. 
Let's try again.
Oh, oops, Caroline bonked Patrick in the face and everyone is pretty much tuned out. 
Third time's a charm, right?
But, whatever, we enjoyed the zoo at any rate.
Next time, I'll take more pictures of the sleeping animals. 

Speaking of animals...
Peter wanted his picture with the peacock.
Beautiful and everyone's looking at the camera!
Elizabeth also wanted hers with another peacock.
Unfortunately, I think the zoo blooms outdid his finery.
Someone needs to tell him to go stand somewhere more bland!

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April 23, 2014

Happy Easter!

I'm so thankful that I have 50 days to wish you all a Happy Easter.  So, you know, it isn't like I'm behind or anything!  We had a wonderful Easter Sunday.  How about you?  I think Spring is finally here and I'm so thankful!  Spring and Easter (vs. the-perpetual-winter-of-cold-and-snow and Lent)--what could be better?  He is Risen, alleluia alleluia!

So here goes more photos than I've posted in a month....And that's the truth!

The annual tearing into Easter baskets.
Fun fun fun!
We went pretty light on candy this year.
Except for the giant chocolate bunny.
Oh, the bunny, the bunny, whoa I love the bunny....

Peter and Caroline woke up late to the party.
(In spite of pleas from their older siblings to go get them out of bed!)

The egg-cracking tradition continues during breakfast.
There was no clearly defined winner this year.
But, let me say, ahem, I do believe I had one of the top contenders! ;)

Then before Mass, the attempt at one, just one, Easter pic of all seven children.
No, not happening.
Tried even getting Dad in there to hold the baby but um, no way.
Maybe in another lifetime, someone won't be complaining about getting their picture taken or the baby won't be crying or the sun won't be in their eyes or....whatever it is that keeps everyone from focusing for the half a second it takes to click a picture!
But, these are the things memories are made of, right? 
Patrick was thrilled to serve at Mass.
Love that boy and love that he loves to serve.
This pic was taken after Mass but I really really wanted to take one of him serving the Palm Sunday Mass.  It was beautiful, the red and green and white.
But, I couldn't manage to do it discreetly with my wriggling, writhing, wailing Caroline.
I'll just have to hold that memory in my heart.
The one of Patrick, that is!  
Instead of great family photos after Mass, we get great photos of our pirate faces.

And the wriggly, writhy Miss Caroline can use that energy to walk very cutely to the car.

 The rest of our day was filled with family, fun and candy.  Lots of candy.  As for Caroline's first real egg hunt, she was less than thrilled.  I managed to get her to put a couple of eggs in a bag, but she really had no interest.  Which, really, who can complain?  At least then I'm not trying to keep all the candy out of her mouth!
 May the rest of your Easter season be blessed!

April 16, 2014


(Edited to add--- this was supposed to post on 4/1.  I failed to realize that it didn't!  So here goes my one post for April 2014! Lol!)

Birthdays birthdays!  So much fun!  This past weekend, Jacob turned nine.  He wanted simple this year.  He was a little bit indecisive about anything he wanted so we were worried he was going to struggle and not be happy.  Not so, his bubbly self prevailed and he was thoroughly pleased with his day.

It is so funny to look at Jacob now and to think of the character he was at 2 or 4.  Such a sweet young man and so quiet.  If you knew him at 4, the quietness might surprise you.  So determined always but now an especially happy disposition that brings joy to the whole family.

Happy birthday, Jacob!  What a blessing you are-- we love you!