96 posts tagged “kids”
Things I loathe
- Waking up late and having to take a cold shower due to poor shower scheduling
- Messy kitchens
- Homework time after school
- Laundry
- Reading Treasure Island outloud for hours (and summarizing) because of inadequate teaching
- People who talk the talk, but don't walk the walk
- Spending 5 1/2 hours of my Saturday in a car dealership
Things I love
- A husband that keeps himself in shape for me
- Breakfast and coffee with friends
- My new shiny black minivan (I got to pick this one out all by myself!)
- Naming my new shiny black minivan (Victoria gave it the best name a minivan has ever had)
- 87% dark chocolate
- Breakfast by the pound at McKay's, a small local grocery store (french toast and scrapple for $.84, mmmmm)
- My special mix CD Steve made, each song handpicked for me
- Handwritten notes
- Egg salad sandwiches
- Clean kitchens
- Seeing my teenagers studying together for an upcoming test
- Driving with the moonroof open and my windows down
- Baseball caps and ponytails when you don't have time to do your hair
- Baby bunnies and baby cockatiels (not mine, but I got to look at them)
- Reading funny cards and laughing with Victoria
- Kids that not only can behave in a restaurant, but in a car dealership for 5 1/2 hours (Seriously, they deserve an award.)
So, yeah, here are the pictures I promised the other day. They are all on Steve's computer, so I had to wait til he was home and not using it. Since Steve gave a pretty good run down of our trip, I'm just going to post some of my favorite pictures that he didn't use.
First up, the BK by our hotel had this breakfast special I'd never seen up here in the North.
They don't have monster sized cans of Boiled Peanuts up here either.
We had to ride on 2 ferries on our trip up the North Carolina coast. The first one was a little long, 2 1/2 hours, but we managed to entertain ourselves.
We stayed overnight on Ocracoke Island. It is this little bitty island that you can only get to by ferry. We stayed at a quaint old motel, Blackbeard's Lodge. Sadly, this is the only picture I have of the place since Steve took all the other ones for his blog.
So there you have it. Spring break is over and school is back in session. Back to the same old same old. I'm just glad I have times like these to look back on when the days seem long and start running into each other!
I have such a love/hate relationship with that dumb button on my alarm clock. Sure it lets me get a bit more sleep, but it also makes me 9 minutes later than I wanted to be in the first place. Maybe I wouldn't be tempted to stay in bed longer if I didn't have a warm snuggly husband next to me. I think I'll give him a good push out of bed tomorrow morning to see if that helps.
Speaking of alarm clocks, the kids have discovered them. Victoria bought one awhile back, no big deal. Now the younger kids have discovered that their Nintendo DSs have alarm clocks. Kinda cool on school days, having them wake themselves up. Not so cool on the weekends when one child sets it for 6am and decides everyone else needs to get up with them.
Love it or hate it, many of you lost an hour of sleep last night due to Daylight Saving Time? Worth It? Do you like it more/less now that Daylight Saving Time occurs earlier (and later) in the year?
I love having more daylight. I hate feeling like crap because my body thinks it got up at 4am even though the clock said 5am. I've had 3 cups of coffee this morning, a cup of green tea, a glass of Emergen-C, and a bowl of Total all in a vain effort to get some energy.
It's also frustrating because the younger kids tend to go to bed later because they have a hard time going to sleep when it's still light out. Although they tend to play outside more, so that's a good thing. They get all their energy out and aren't inside bouncing off the walls and running down the hallway. They were feeling the effects of the time change this morning. I could tell they were dragging this morning, but their attitudes were good for the most part.
Yesterday, I took homemade cupcakes into school for Josiah's 8th birthday. This was my first time. Every other school the kids have ever gone to have had strict rules for birthday snacks. No homebaked or bakery items, must be individually packaged and have ingredient list due to possible allergies. Sure, it took less effort from me, but it's just not the same bringing in a couple of boxes of twinkies instead of some homemade cupcakes. I have fond memories of watching my mom in the kitchen, the night before my birthday making cupcakes. There was something so wonderful about carrying that box full of cupcakes into your class, knowing that everyone else in your class would hurry over to see the goodies you had brought in.
A side note, I was amazed at what a little bit of candy sprinkles do for a horrible frosting job. Who knew cupcakes were so difficult to frost? Although, I guess it could just be me.
I'm having a lot of fun with my new computer (whom I have named Oscar, just because). Yesterday, I installed iTunes and put our entire library on it. I burned myself a cd of a bunch of songs from the various mix cds Steve made me when we started dating. I hadn't really listened to "secular" music in almost 10 years, so I was a bit behind on music. (Don't ask.)
Anyway, while driving home from the store with Ashley and Alex and listening to my "new" cd, we were discussing how certain songs can bring you back to a particular time and place in your life.
"These songs remind of when I was dating your dad. It's like I can close my eyes and just be there. And like The Fray's album reminds me of last October when Mom-Mom died because it was the cd I listened to the most." I said.
Alex (13) pipes up like he totally gets what I'm trying to say, "Yeah, and like, I don't know why, but the word supper always makes me think of spaghetti."
Alrighty then. I was a good mom and didn't laugh til I told Steve later. Although, perhaps a good mom wouldn't blog about it.
Just another Sunday. Get up, get ready, go to church. Teach Sunday School. I must confess teaching has been pretty rewarding. The kids really seem to listen and get what I'm talking about. It could have something to do with my happy fun prize bag.
Go to Gary and Rob's for an afternoon of screaming at the television watching the Redskins and having a big family dinner. This week's dinner was beef stew with buttermilk biscuits and a dessert of dark chocolate fudge brownies.
As soon as the game is over, Rob, Steve, Victoria, Alex, and I are heading to the 9:30 club to see a David Crowder Band concert. I will be going as a slob since I dripped oil on my sweater and my favorite suede boots. Afterwards we are going to stop by Ben's Chili Bowl for one of their famous chili dogs. I've never had one and I think I may be looking forward to it more than the concert. Seriously, I love food way too much.
So if anyone has any tips on getting oil out of suede, feel free to pass them on. I'm going to go surf the internets for awhile.
I've noticed that we aren't going through toilet paper as fast as we once did. So I did some thinking. The only thing I can figure is that it has to do with the kids going back to school. Now I need to adjust my toilet paper buying schedule. I've been buying it in the same quantities I was over summer and it seems I have 36 rolls of mega roll toilet paper after buying a humongous 30 roll pack at the wholesale club 2 weeks ago (yay for new wholesale club membership and being able to buy things in bulk!). I think I can skip buying toiler paper for this pay period. Don't you think?
