Thursday, April 16, 2015

Spin Cycle --Just Write, Going Old School

Ok, so, I will admit to being in a bit of a blogging slump.  Ideas are just not flowing.  But, In an effort to pick it up, I'm going to go a bit old school and answer some questions posed over at Emmy Mom and also link this up with Ginny for the Spin Cycle.

Are you young at heart or and old soul? I tend toward the old soul I think.  But I'm balanced by Nick who is young at heart.  We do well together.

Tell me about a movie/book that has changed your life.  I was given the first book in a series of books by David Eddings when I was 14.  I fell in love and that started expanding my reading borders into adult fantasy, rather than the kids books I had been reading.  I am currently reading that same series of books to the guys when we drive.  Turbo is totally hooked.

Would you like to reconnect with any friends you have lost contact with? There is one that I have contact with only via Facebook.  It would be great to see her again in person.  However, she's in Texas.  It's a long trip.

What was your favorite place to go when you were a little kid? The mountains.  Even as a kid, I loved going for drives and finding roads that we hadn't been down before.  It was simple fun that wasn't costly.  I have fond memories of getting in the VW bus my mom had and asking where we were going and being told: Crazy and you don't have a choice, you're coming with me!  and then my mom would cackle.  We would protest, but the fun of the trip would have started.

Do you enjoy being with only one or two friends or with a large group of people? I'm more the one or two friends, or very small gathering.  I get uncomfortable in large groups.

What is your "quirkiest" habit? I'm a hair twister. I literally tie knots in my hair.  It's worse when I'm bored or nervous.

What part of the past year sticks out in your mind? We did so many things in the last year, but the best one was probably our trip to the Black Hills.  We had so much fun there.

What do you use more often:  your intuition or logical reasoning? I'm a logical reasoning girl, but that doesn't mean I discount my intuition.

Where is your favorite place to go out to eat? It kind of depends on my mood.  I like lots of places depending on what my tastes are at the time.  we do have on hard and fast rule.  If we are out of town, we like to eat at places that are not available in our town.  This really isn't hard as we don't really have a lot of chain restaurants in our town.

What was the last song that was stuck in your head? Oh, Miranda Lambert's new one Little Red Wagon:

What is your ethnic heritage? Mostly German and Swedish, but there's some Welsh thrown in for good measure on my father's side.

Wednesday, April 15, 2015

Wed. Hodgepodge--Death and Taxes

OK, so no death, but today is T-day, or tax filing deadline day.  We did ours a couple weeks ago, but I'm sure there are those who are scrambling today. Now on to the questions:

1. Speaking of April 15th...what's the most 'taxing' thing you've done recently? Household chores.  They are just so never ending.  You get them "done" and they start accumulating all over again. And the tasks are so necessary, but under appreciated because they are so mundane. Yeah, not a fan of the household chores--dishwashing, laundry, bathroom cleaning, dusting, vacuuming, etc.

2. When did you last take a taxi somewhere and where was that somewhere? The last time I was in a taxi was in Long Beach, California.  I got a taxi to take the boys and myself to the aquarium. It was an interesting ride. I was truly glad to get out of that taxi.

3. What's something you can do today that you couldn't do a year ago?  See Turbo's teeth.  He got his braces off yesterday.  Pictures below.

4. How often is chicken (in some form or fashion) on your menu at home? Which of the following would you most like to see on your table tonight...a chicken salad sandwich, your mom's fried chicken, a Chick-fil-A meal, Cracker Barrel's chicken n' dumplings, a roast chicken dinner with all the trimmings, or 'hold the chicken, I'm a vegetarian'...? We have chicken about once a week, sometimes more. It's an easy sell to the boys.  Given a choice--they boys would choose the Chic-fil-A, I would like the roast chicken dinner--especially if someone else was cooking.

5. What was your favorite television program when you were a kid? What characters do you remember the most? I vividly remember watching Scooby Doo after school. A lot of our TV watching was dictated by my step-father and he tended toward cop shows, so I spent more time reading than watching TV growing up.

6. What was the last piece of 'art' you made?  Um, does cooking count?  No? Hmm, art... Well, I was peripherally involved in Brusier's art themed birthday party, so probably then.

7. What frustrates you most about the Internet? The over sharing.  People lose all sense of dignity and privacy when they go on line it seems. 

8.  Insert your own random thought here.So like I said above, Turbo got his braces off yesterday.
Last photo pre-braces.

Getting bracces.

Last photo with braces

Just look at the gorgeous smile.
To say he's excited to have them off is an understatement.  He entertained the ladies in the office yesterday because he just kept going on and on about how his teeth felt.  He's still marveling at them.

Tuesday, April 14, 2015

Up to Random

And here we are at Tuesday. The week has been interesting so far.  We, both Nick and I got a bit of a bombshell at work yesterday.  It's all good, but was still a surprise. Yesterday was definitely a Monday the 13th.  So much scarier than a Friday the 13th, you don't see the Monday coming.
On to the random:
  • Turbo has an orthodontist visit today.  He may get his braces off. He's kind of excited about that. If he does, there will be pictures tomorrow--before and after.
  • A friend of Nick's was clearing space in his garage for newer toys and gave Nick an old cruiser bike.  I am now the proud owner of a campus cruiser.  
  • Bruiser has been loving our nicer weather--he likes to go play on his scooter.  Since we have a corner lot, he has plenty of sidewalk to cruise on.
  • This made my inner 12 year old giggle:
  • Yes, borderline inappropriate, but so funny at the same time.
  • Sleep is getting better, the moon isn't making my sleep so awful, but there are still those nights...
Have a great week everyone!

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Monday, April 13, 2015

Climbing Mt Laundry and MMMM

Yeah, so, this last weekend was all about the laundry.  I did mountains of it and still only got the clothes done.  I have towels and sheets to power through still. So not a fan of laundry.
Of course, we did do some other stuff this weekend.  Nick took the boys on a bike ride on the river path.  I went and hung out with the girls.  The weather was teasingly nice--just nice enough to be outside, but not nice enough to be outside for any length of time. It was windy again.

And now for MMMM:
There is a car theme this week.  Songs about cars or with cars in them.

David Ball with Riding With Private Malone:

Johnny Cash with One Piece at a Time:

Jerry Reed with Eastbound and Down:
Have a great week!

Wednesday, April 8, 2015

Hodgepodge Time

1. Besides left over Easter goodies, what's something currently kept in a basket at your house? Bruiser's shoes and gloves and such are in a basket by the front door. It's far easier to keep track of them that way, especially when his room was in the basement.

2. 'The greater danger for most of us is not that our aim is too high and we miss it, but that it is too low and we reach it.' ~Michelangelo Buonarroti 

So which one are you...the one who aims too high, or the one who aims too low? Have you ever seen The Sistine Chapel? Did you know Michelangelo's surname prior to answering this question?
I probably tend to aim too low.  Nick has been great for pushing me to succeed--he's so proud of the things I do accomplish.

Nope, I was aware that he had a surname, but not what it was.

3. April 7th is National Beer Day. Hmmm...wonder how that's celebrated? Do you like beer? Have a favorite? If you're not a beer drinker do you have any recipes you enjoy cooking that call for beer? We have become beer drinkers ever since Nick started brewing beer. I have found that I prefer darker beers and am not a fan of IPAs or really hoppy beers. Nick has brewed well over 250 gallons of beer in the last three years and most of it has been quite wonderful.

4. When did you last travel somewhere new? Tell us where? How'd it go? We went to the Black Hills and stayed at a campground last August.  Now we have been to the Black Hills before, but never at a campground.  It was really fun.

5. The value of _________________________is greatly overrated. Technology.  And by this I mean ability to be technologically connected at every moment of every day. It's like there's no real concept of privacy any more.

6. What's a pet peeve of yours when it comes to restaurant dining? An inattentive or, conversely, an over attentive waiter/waitress.  I like them to be on the ball, but they don't really need to hover either.

7. It's Poetry Month...share a favorite poem, either the title, a few lines you find meaningful, or the whole kit and caboodle.
I've always been a fan of Robert Service, so here's my favorite from him:

The Cremation of Sam McGee

By Robert W. Service
There are strange things done in the midnight sun
      By the men who moil for gold;
The Arctic trails have their secret tales
      That would make your blood run cold;
The Northern Lights have seen queer sights,
      But the queerest they ever did see
Was that night on the marge of Lake Lebarge
      I cremated Sam McGee.

Now Sam McGee was from Tennessee, where the cotton blooms and blows.
Why he left his home in the South to roam 'round the Pole, God only knows.
He was always cold, but the land of gold seemed to hold him like a spell;
Though he'd often say in his homely way that "he'd sooner live in hell."

On a Christmas Day we were mushing our way over the Dawson trail.
Talk of your cold! through the parka's fold it stabbed like a driven nail.
If our eyes we'd close, then the lashes froze till sometimes we couldn't see;
It wasn't much fun, but the only one to whimper was Sam McGee.

And that very night, as we lay packed tight in our robes beneath the snow,
And the dogs were fed, and the stars o'erhead were dancing heel and toe,
He turned to me, and "Cap," says he, "I'll cash in this trip, I guess;
And if I do, I'm asking that you won't refuse my last request."

Well, he seemed so low that I couldn't say no; then he says with a sort of moan:
"It's the curs├Ęd cold, and it's got right hold till I'm chilled clean through to the bone.
Yet 'tain't being dead—it's my awful dread of the icy grave that pains;
So I want you to swear that, foul or fair, you'll cremate my last remains."

A pal's last need is a thing to heed, so I swore I would not fail;
And we started on at the streak of dawn; but God! he looked ghastly pale.
He crouched on the sleigh, and he raved all day of his home in Tennessee;
And before nightfall a corpse was all that was left of Sam McGee.

There wasn't a breath in that land of death, and I hurried, horror-driven,
With a corpse half hid that I couldn't get rid, because of a promise given;
It was lashed to the sleigh, and it seemed to say: "You may tax your brawn and brains,
But you promised true, and it's up to you to cremate those last remains."

Now a promise made is a debt unpaid, and the trail has its own stern code.
In the days to come, though my lips were dumb, in my heart how I cursed that load.
In the long, long night, by the lone firelight, while the huskies, round in a ring,
Howled out their woes to the homeless snows— O God! how I loathed the thing.

And every day that quiet clay seemed to heavy and heavier grow;
And on I went, though the dogs were spent and the grub was getting low;
The trail was bad, and I felt half mad, but I swore I would not give in;
And I'd often sing to the hateful thing, and it hearkened with a grin.

Till I came to the marge of Lake Lebarge, and a derelict there lay;
It was jammed in the ice, but I saw in a trice it was called the "Alice May."
And I looked at it, and I thought a bit, and I looked at my frozen chum;
Then "Here," said I, with a sudden cry, "is my cre-ma-tor-eum."

Some planks I tore from the cabin floor, and I lit the boiler fire;
Some coal I found that was lying around, and I heaped the fuel higher;
The flames just soared, and the furnace roared—such a blaze you seldom see;
And I burrowed a hole in the glowing coal, and I stuffed in Sam McGee.

Then I made a hike, for I didn't like to hear him sizzle so;
And the heavens scowled, and the huskies howled, and the wind began to blow.
It was icy cold, but the hot sweat rolled down my cheeks, and I don't know why;
And the greasy smoke in an inky cloak went streaking down the sky.

I do not know how long in the snow I wrestled with grisly fear;
But the stars came out and they danced about ere again I ventured near;
I was sick with dread, but I bravely said: "I'll just take a peep inside.
I guess he's cooked, and it's time I looked"; ... then the door I opened wide.

And there sat Sam, looking cool and calm, in the heart of the furnace roar;
And he wore a smile you could see a mile, and he said: "Please close that door.
It's fine in here, but I greatly fear you'll let in the cold and storm—
Since I left Plumtree, down in Tennessee, it's the first time I've been warm." 

There are strange things done in the midnight sun
      By the men who moil for gold;
The Arctic trails have their secret tales
      That would make your blood run cold;
The Northern Lights have seen queer sights,
      But the queerest they ever did see
Was that night on the marge of Lake Lebarge
      I cremated Sam McGee.

8. Insert your own random thought here. After that long poem, how about I keep this short and sweet--have a great week!

Tuesday, April 7, 2015

Tuesday Time

And we are here at another Tuesday.  It's like some sort of routine.  Let's do this random thing:
  • We have an old lava lamp from way back when  Nick and I had first moved in together.  Isn't is standard to have one of those in your first apartment? Anyway, ours is residing in the basement and we have been using it as a sort of night light.  It gets turned on so we have light to see by when going to bed.  Then it gets turned off. It's a good way to use it.
  • love this:
  • Bruiser loves Batman. He's been dressing up in his Halloween costume recently.  His favorite shirts are Batman ones.  I suppose there are worse superheroes he could be interested in.
  • Turbo is really close to getting his braces off.  Then it's a round of retainers.  He's moderately excited by the prospect.
  • I need this sort of time out:
  • Speaking of superheroes: 
Have a great week everyone!
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Monday, April 6, 2015

Easter Happened

Yeah, so Easter happened.  We even had halfway decent weather--if you don't count the wind.  And sadly, wind is oh so normal in our part of the country.  They don't have the Wyoming Wind sock for nothing:
So yeah, we had sunshine and wind.  Typical combo for us.
The bunny was generous and tricky.  The boys got to find 24 eggs they had dyed and enjoyed the goodies in they baskets as well.

And now on to MMMM:
Just a freebie week so here's what I'm enjoying now:
Thomas Rhett with Make me Wanna:

Darius Rucker with Homegrown Honey:

A Thousand Horses with Smoke:
Have a great week!

Thursday, April 2, 2015

Spin Cycle--Tell Me a Funny Story

Well, we have many a funny story around our house.  Laughing is something we do often.  Even if Turbo doesn't want to sit with the adults, wee can trap him into sitting for hours just by telling funny stories about things we did way back when.
Nick and I also like a good funny story that gets shared on line.  One of the best is the story of a family's lizard:

Overview: I had to take my son's lizard to the vet.

Here's what happened: Just after dinner one night, my son came up to tell me there was "something wrong" with one of the two lizards he holds prisoner in his room.
"He's just lying there looking sick," he told me. "I'm serious dad, can you help?"
I put my best lizard-healer statement on my face and followed him into his bedroom.
One of the little lizards was indeed lying on his back, looking stressed. I immediately knew what to do.
"Honey," I called, "come look at the lizard!"
"Oh my! gosh," my wife diagnosed after a minute. "She's having babies."
"What?" my son demanded. "But their names are Bert and Ernie, Mom!"
I was equally outraged.
"Hey, how can that be? I thought we said we didn't want them to reproduce," I accused my wife.
"Well, what do you want me to do, post a sign in their cage?" she inquired. (I actually think she said this sarcastically!)
"No, but you were supposed to get two boys!" I reminded her, (in my most loving, calm, sweet voice, while gritting my teeth together).
"Yeah, Bert and Ernie!" my son agreed.
"Well, it's just a little hard to tell on some guys, you know," she informed me. (again with the sarcasm, you think?)
By now the rest of the family had gathered to see what was going on. I shrugged, deciding to make the best of it.
"Kids, this is going to be a wondrous experience", I announced. "We're about to witness the miracle of birth."
"Oh, gross!" they shrieked.
"Well, isn't THAT just great! What are we going to do with a litter of tiny little lizard babies?" my wife wanted to know. (I really do think she was being snotty here, too. Don't you?)
We peered at the patient. After much struggling, what looked like a tiny foot would appear briefly, vanishing a scant second later.
"We don't appear to be making much progress," I noted.
"It's breech," my wife whispered, horrified.
"Do something, Dad!" my son urged.
"Okay, okay." Squeamishly , I reached in and grabbed the foot when it next appeared, giving it a gentle tug. It disappeared.
I tried several more times with the same results.
"Should I call 911," my eldest daughter wanted to know. "Maybe they could talk us through the trauma." (You see a pattern here with the females in my house?)
"Let's get Ernie to the vet," I said grimly.
We drove to the vet with my son holding the cage in his lap. "Breathe, Ernie, breathe," he urged.
"I don't think lizards do Lamaze," his mother noted to him. (Women can be so cruel to their own young. I mean, what she does to me is one thing, but this boy is of her womb, for God's sake.)
The Vet took Ernie back to the examining room and peered at the little animal through a magnifying glass.
"What do you think, Doc, a C-section?" I suggested scientifically.
"Oh, very interesting," he murmured. "Mr. and Mrs. Cameron, may I speak to you privately for a moment?"
I gulped, nodding for my son to step outside.
"Is Ernie going to be okay?" my wife asked.
"Oh, perfectly," the Vet assured us. "This lizard is not in labor. In fact, that isn't EVER going to happen... Ernie is a boy. You see, Ernie is a young male. And occasionally, as they come into maturity, like most male species, they um.... um....masturbate. Just the way he did, lying on his back."
He blushed, glancing at my wife. "Well, you know what I'm saying, Mr. Cameron."
We were silent, absorbing this.
"So Ernie's just...just... excited," my wife offered.
"Exactly," the vet replied, relieved that we understood.
More silence. Then my viscous, cruel wife started to giggle. And giggle. And then even laugh loudly.
"What's so funny?" I demanded, knowing, but not believing that the woman I married would commit the upcoming affront to my flawless manliness.
Tears were now running down her face. Laughing "It's just...that...I'm picturing you pulling on its... its...teeny little..." she gasped for more air to bellow in laughter once more.
"That's enough," I warned. We thanked the Vet and hurriedly bundled the lizards and our son back into the car.  He was glad everything was going to be okay.
"I know Ernie's really thankful for what you've done, Dad," he told me.
"Oh, you have NO idea,"  my wife agreed, collapsing with laughter.
2 - Lizards - $140...
1 - Cage - $50...
Trip to the Vet - $30...
Memory of your husband pulling on a lizard's winkie...Priceless

Moral of the story: Pay attention in biology class.

Hope that gave you a laugh!  have a good week!

Wednesday, April 1, 2015

Wednesday Hodgepodge--Eggs, Bunnies and Such

Wednesday Questions:

1. In honor of the date...when were you last sent on a 'fool's errand'? Hmmm, can't think of the last time I went on a pointless or impossible errand. Unless you count trying to convince Bruiser that dinner is not going to kill him if he takes a bite...

2. Peter Rabbit, Bugs Bunny, The Energizer Bunny, The Easter Bunny, Rabbit (Pooh's friend), White Rabbit (of Wonderland fame), or the Trix Rabbit...which of these 'famous' rabbits can you best relate to right now? I lean more towards Bugs Bunny.  He's mischievous and fun. Although being honest, I tend more toward Roger Rabbit--in the wrong place at the wrong time.

3. When did you last find yourself scrambling to get something done? Explain. Sunday afternoons, I scramble to get laundry done and the other household chores that seem to pile up during the week.
I also scramble in the mornings sometimes--since I am the one who gets the kids moving and makes sure they have breakfast and get all the things they need for the day, mornings can be a scramble.

4. Last time you were up at the literal crack of dawn? Why? Last time you stayed up all night? Why?
Crack of dawn--most mornings in the winter. Summer too--since that's the best time to run.  I don't like running, but it does work for convenience and availability in the exercise area.

Stayed up all night?  Well it's been a long time, but the summer we took the train to Michigan it felt like I was up all night--sleeping in coach is not so easy.

5. Crack a book, crack a bottle, crack a joke, crack an egg...which have you done most recently? Crack a bottle of Nick's Cracked Stout home brew.  It's really good--dark, chocolatey, coffee and just yum!

6. What's your favorite part of a typical weekend? Tell us why that's so. I like Friday afternoon after going home time--the whole weekend stretches out before you and has so much possibility.

7. What's something I'd find on a bookshelf in your home? Other than a book I mean! Photo frames with pictures of our family in them. Although, most of the book shelves in our home are just stuffed with books.  I'm sort of a book junky.

8. Insert your own random thought here. Happy April Fools Day! It is the first of April and we have sunshine, but not for long.  Tomorrow it is forecasted to snow.  Yep snow.  Old man winter isn't done with us yet, even though the trees are trying to bud and the tulips are valiantly trying to grow. Some of the crocuses are blooming, but they are just a bit premature I'm thinking.

Tuesday, March 31, 2015

Random Tuesday Time

Here we are trucking through another week.  Today it's Random Tuesday Thoughts.  Not sure how much random I can  find, but here goes:
  • Last day of March.  One whole quarter of 2015 is over now.  Exactly how did that happen? Really, it seems that the last couple months went terribly slowly, but still I feel like I blinked and missed most of it.
  • Turbo was quite happy telling me that he had 10 weeks of school left this year. 10 weeks.  Gah, it's going by so fast!
  • I often feel this way in the morning:
  • Turbo is this way too.  Nick and Reece are much slower to actually wake up, but once up they are pretty bright and happy about it.
  • Love, Wine and Chocolate, that's everything right?
  • And on the wine subject:
Have a good week and may it include wine, cause wine makes everything better!

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