Sunday, November 30, 2008
In 1984 my sister gave me this handpainted statue of Santa kneeling over baby Jesus. Over the years it has become one of my most treasured possessions and when the boxes are unpacked it always gets a special place of honor on the coffee table.
The holiday season used to be difficult for me as I was searching for meaning as to what it really meant. My religious transition took many years and it wasn't until two or three years ago that I found comfort and peace. Sometimes the road has been tough, more so for those close to me that cannot comprehend my reasoning. Rifts have occurred but I believe that they will heal with time and patience on all sides.
I love this statue and smile each time I see it.
Oh, and one more thing... I feel it coming on... it's almost here.... oh, yeah.... bring it on....
Saturday, November 29, 2008
Now I think I will get to bed. Tomorrow morning I need to get back on the streets and run off some of the jelly ring calories that I've consumed in the last three days.
Monday, November 24, 2008
1. Please don't disturb the dust. It has taken months for it to accumulate. I will be doing my best to remove the most visible collection places in the next few days. If you find a place that I have missed just grab a cloth and swipe over it. Don't write your name in it for the next guest to find.
2. Sleep in the bed. Yes, in the past I have had a guest who slept on top of the quilt because he didn't want to get the sheets dirty. Puhleeze, pull the quilt back and get inside the sheets. I promise they are clean. And washable. Same with towels. Use them.
3. I am not tall. If you see cobwebs hanging from light fixtures please take care of them. This is something I have tried for years to teach my tall family members but they just don't listen. The same with dust on top of the refrigerator. Come on, Mr. Eris, tell me when it is disgusting up there!
4. Speaking of the fridge, check it out when you get here. Also, check out the pantry. If there is something there that you want to eat, please help yourself. I'm trying to get back into my smaller jeans and the last thing I need is lots of leftovers to tempt me.
5. While you are here please fix the downstairs DVD player, the TV and the TV remote. They are not playing together well. Also, it would be nice if you left a detailed user's guide on how to work them when you leave.
6. Last and most important, for all those under 16, don't step over the line.
Can't wait to see you all! The jelly rings await!
Saturday, November 22, 2008
Wednesday, November 19, 2008
That was a quote from an article I read this morning about the movie that kept me out until 3:15 a.m. this morning. Keeping that in mind, here are my thoughts about last night's entertainment.
I adored Charlie Swan and his friend Billy. Jacob wasn't at all what I was hoping for but that is for the next movie.
It took fifteen minutes before I could figure out what real-life person Bella reminded me of. I enjoyed her character far better in the movie than the book.
The Hoh Rainforest is beautiful and some of the footage looked like it was shot there.
It was fun evening. Thanks ladies! I am tired.
The major problem that cropped up today was with my adult children. You see, niece Muriel and family are coming here next week for Thanksgiving and that has caused a little email sniping. Here are some snippets from emails between Athena, Eris, Muriel and me:
Numi (to Muriel): It will be nice to have you here. We can get in some camera time and family photos if you are interested.
Athena: Eris, are you seeing a pattern here? It seems that if you are from her loins there is NO WAY you can be her favorite! She never offers us to spend the night! In fact, I've seen her offer money for us to leave! This is all a bunch of crap!
Muriel: Oh, I'm not so sure she will ever offer again after she has us all at once. :)
Athena: Once you are her favorite it is hard NOT to be invited again and again. Too bad her other favorite won't be able to join us. Actually, I'm surprised that she didn't send out a notification that Thanksgiving was postponed until they could make it. Damn New Yorkers.
Oh, for heavens sake, go to your room and don't come out! And Muriel, you can stay as long as you want. We can sit and visit for hours eating jelly rings while I tell you all about The Duchess.
(I've posted that photo of Athena and Eris before but it seemed so appropriate to do it again.)
Monday, November 17, 2008
Saturday, November 15, 2008
It's been a big year for Little Ms. She started school and has really grown up. Whenever I pick her up after school I always ask her what she learned that day. The answer is always "nothing". Well, that's because in the first month of kindergarten she is already reading anything that is available, constantly amazing me with her ability to sound out letters and figure out the words. Definitely her mother's child.
To see some past posts about Little you can look here and here.
A few months ago she got her ears pierced. For her birthday Athena gave her some dangling earrings, pink of course, and some hoops. Here she is showing them off.
It was a fun party with a few interesting (and gross) happenings. If you all shout at Eris she might post a couple of photos about birthday cakes.
Happy birthday to Little Ms.! We love you.
Thursday, November 13, 2008
Monday, November 10, 2008
An important principle that we have learned in our family is to never write things down that could some day come back to bite you in the ass, or that potentially could hurt another person's feelings. In my storage room I have a folder of papers that are proof of the power of unkind and untruthful words. These papers are safely kept under lock and key and are rarely looked at. We all know what is in them and have tried to put them behind us, a heartbreaking task that has been easier for some than for others. Oftentimes we can even laugh about the absurdity of the contents. Nevertheless, those words that were written still pack a mighty hard punch in the gut.
Last night I learned of another piece of paper that was written. I have not seen it, nor do I want to see it. It is unfortunate that the person who wrote this poem didn't stop to think that it would be viewed by others whose feelings would be hurt. Totally innocent people. It will be passed down through generations. I have known the author of the poem for most of my life and those words were totally unnecessary. I'm not claiming the writer doesn't have a right to her feelings, just that it was cruel.
In that same storage room with the folder is a plaque that I was given a few years ago. The person who designed the plaque in honor of years of service I had given had no idea that the words on it would cause offense. She innocently believed that it was humorous. The piece of wood to this day has not been hung on a wall or displayed where anyone else could see it.
Hopefully over the last year I have been able to temper my words and not cause hurt feelings. Yes, there was one post that was up for a day before Zeus questioned me about it. He was right and I immediately took it down.
Holding my tongue has never been my strength but I am working on it. I'll file the knowledge of the poem in with the folder, locked away. I don't need to do anything. The best revenge is a life well-lived.
Hey Muriel, hope that you made it home safely!
Sunday, November 9, 2008
In the wintertime a down comforter is added to our bed to keep us cozy. It goes on around the first of November and stays until spring.
A white down vest is my usual attire when venturing outside in winter cold. When I throw it on over a sweatshirt or sweater I know I'll be warm, whether skiing or just running to the grocery story.
Ten years ago Jan gave me a feather pillow for my birthday. At the time I thought it was an odd gift until she reminded me that I had threatened to take one of her old pillows home with me after spending the night at her house. She even embroidered my name on a pillowcase, which was quite an accomplishment for her!
That pillow turned out to be very important. For a number of years while I battled problems with my arm it traveled with me everywhere, by car or plane. Even now when packing my bags I put on the "traveling pillowcase" and it gets carried along. It has mainly been used as an armrest but occasionally does double duty as a headrest. Two months ago while waiting for a delayed flight in Seattle a lady said she would pay me if I would let her use it so she could get some sleep. She slept soundly for an hour with it tucked under her weary head, no charge.
The embroidery is now wearing off the pillowcase and occasionally I find a stray feather that has escaped. It still has a place on my bed, ready to be hugged or for comfort when my arm acts stupid. It is the one the grandkids ask for when they sleep over.
Thanks Jan, and by the way, good luck with your new knee on Wednesday!
(My totals have been pretty embarrassing lately. Do you suppose that with the crappy economy people are actually bending over to pick up pennies? If so, STOP IT!)
Friday, November 7, 2008
Thursday, November 6, 2008
This Chuck's is new and a little different. No big stage filled with characters, instead replaced with big screen video displays. Still lots of games to play, which Littlest Ms. enjoyed. The Princess loved to climb on the cars but didn't like it when they started to move. Keegan loved it all and had that cute grin the entire two hours we were there. While we were eating pizza, which
Both girls are adapting fairly well to the inconvenience of casts. The Princess seems to take hers in stride but still managed to throw a curve at the Duchess last night. Littlest is having a tougher time. She needs help to eat and go potty, which is a huge insult to an independent three year old. She has displayed a bit of frustration but hopefully will adapt soon.
More photos at the Shooting Blog.
Wednesday, November 5, 2008
Tuesday, November 4, 2008
These tops will go into the UFO cabinet waiting for the holidays to be over and a snowy day to hit. In the meantime I will wander over to the closet and pick out something else to get working on.
Saturday, November 1, 2008
It will be interesting when Grandma Wednesday comes this week. Both girls with casts on their hands! Maybe I can stand them out on a corner in raggy clothes holding a tin cups.
Mr. Eris, Jr. split his lip open at age two. Within two days after the surgery he had picked out all of the stitches requiring another trip into the OR. This time his arms were both splinted for two weeks. Athena thought it was lots of fun to hand him a sucker and watch his expression as he tried to figure out how to get it to his mouth.
Littlest Ms. Eris enjoyed physical therapy by the time she was three months old for a twisted neck due to other health problems. For months the mantra was "Twist right, tilt left". Or was it "Twist left, tilt right"? She also had a cat scan at one year after bumping her head pretty hard. Bubba has had a few visits to the OR, the most exciting one when he broke his arm in two places in 2005. The best thing about this one was that it was all caught on video. You could even hear the bones break and see him as he stood up and held his broken arm up with the other hand. That video is creepy and will draw instant tears (and nausea) when viewed. And we mustn't forget Christmas 2006 when he decided to get his appendix out before he even had a chance to open his presents!
Eris, well, she has provided many opportunities for ER copays starting at age three with a broken leg while skiing. Other knee injuries and broken bones were a common occurrence. With her new found love of running and biking I am expecting more.
Jubee and Little Ms. have been relatively boring in the trauma department. That's nice. Keep it up girls!