Snow Day

Snow day = Snowman

Well that was Fun

Today was voting day in our city. I love to go out and vote but today was different. Today was my first day as an election inspector. (such a fancy name) That just means I sit at the polls all day and get people prepared to vote. Take their name, check their ID, hand them a tally # and/or hand them a ballot. That kind of stuff is up my alley. I love forms and filling them in. Today was the first time in our state that people had to have a photo ID to vote. Most everybody had no problem with it. Only a few complained, but to me they seemed like the kind of people who complained about anything and everything. It was fun, but a loooooong day. I was there from 6 a.m. to 9 p.m. I did get a one hour break for lunch. Next election is April 2 I believe, and I'll be there to help again. I always thought it was a volunteer job, but we do get paid. Not much ($128 before taxes) but it's better than nothing. The presidential election in November will be a lot crazier than today, but I'll be ready for it. It's a fun job. If you have the chance to do it, I say go for it. I mean, come on....who doesn't want the title "election inspector"?

100 Days

Tuesday was the 100th day of school. Abby's 1st grade had to wear something with 100 of something on it and then they were going to go to each classroom for a fashion show.
I had the brilliant idea (it was at the time) of using some buttons from Abby's great grandmothers. 50 from my grandma and 50 from Perry's grandma. After I sorted through all the buttons from both grandmas I placed them on the shirt before sewing, to try to make some kind of pattern.

Then I took tons of pictures so I knew where to put the buttons once I took them off the shirt.
I placed them on the table just as they had been on the shirt. My cat thought they were there for her to shove off the table with her paw.
Some of these buttons are very pretty.

I sewed the first 10 buttons on and I was pretty much done. The thought had crossed my mind as to how much of an idiot I am. I am not a sewer. (that looks like sewer, as in the pipes that your poo goes in, but it's not. HA) I am not a sew-er.
But I already had sew holes in the shirt and Abby did need something for 100 day, so I pressed on. One button at a time. 70, 60, 50... 20 more to go. Those last 20 were at the bottom and were just clipped on. No sewing.
I worked at it for a little while for 3 days. Finally I sat down and finished the thing. It weighed quite a bit, and the bottom buttons that hung off the shirt were kind of noisy but Abby loved it.

Yup, there's 100 on there.
Those 100 days went so fast. Soon it will be summer vacation, then possibly home school next year. If that's the case, then on our 100th day of home school, we will count 100 M&M's and eat them of course. 25 for her. 75 for me.

Girl Fun

Aren't they cute? The girls have American Girl dolls and a ton of clothes and accessories for them. They can spend hours playing with them and love the books that go with them too.
But what's wrong with this picture?
Well...my girls are at school. I saw that these girls were still in bed and in their pajamas so I spent 30 minutes dressing them and making them ready for the day. Not sure if it's the mom in me or the little girl in me that made me do this. OK, I'll be honest, it was the little girl in me. It was fun, but just know that I don't do this everyday. HA!

Here I go again

Guess where I'm going tomorrow?
I've been Geocaching all last week, and most of this week, and I'm going again tomorrow.
I've got bumps and bruises from climbing this tree, but yes, I did find the cache.
I crossed a creek on Monday to get to a cache, and along the way I took a stick to the eye. Not fun. My new boots said they were waterproof so I had to prove it. My feet got a smidge wet, but not enough to bother me. I suppose when they say waterproof, they don't actually mean go wading across creeks. On another cache, I almost fell into the river while trying to reach a cache that was hidden deep under a wall on the riverbank. We slid down the slippery banks on the edge of a cemetery only to be disappointed to find out that the tree limb we needed to balance on over the river was way under water and we couldn't reach the cache. If it was warmer weather we probably would have tried it. Maybe. I did see a river rat swimming around the tree limb. Ugh. We got poked and scratched by thorns and found one geocache hiding in the skull of an animal. Fun times. Fun times.
Anyway, bright and early tomorrow morning, I'll be heading out again in search of little containers with a little piece of paper in it so I can sign my geocaching name to it. I know....crazy.
Crazy, but fun.

Happy Halloween

We had a fun Halloween week.
Two of my sisters work at a nursing home and on Thursday they had Trick or Treating in the hallways. So my girls loaded up on candy.
On Sunday our church had Trunk or Treat. So my girls loaded up on candy.
Tonight we had Trick or Treating in the city.
I took the girls around our block, then they said they were done. What? These can't be my kids. When I was a kid we went out for hours. Back then, Halloween was probably the only time we got candy.
But they said they got plenty of candy and they had more fun handing out treats to the little beggars.
They honored the military this year. Phoebe was a NAVY girl and Abby was an ARMY girl.

Abby also decorated up her Loving Family dollhouse for Halloween. I thought she did a great job.

Hope everyone had a safe and fun Halloween.

From 4 to 2

Abby finally let go of her training wheels and is now a 2 wheeled biker.
She was never interested in bike riding until this summer started. I thought that at age 6.5 she should be able to ride a two wheeler, so I tried to teach her on Phoebe's bike. She couldn't figure out how to balance and after a while she would get frustrated and quit. She said she would NEVER be able to ride a two wheeler. But I kept on with her throughout the summer. As of last week, she was still at NEVER riding a 2 wheeled bike. Last night the girls were biking up and down the street, then Abby changed over to riding her scooter. I saw she could balance pretty good on that, so I told her to get on Phoebe's bike and pretend it was her scooter. She wasn't getting it. I asked Perry to help her a little. He told her to keep her eyes ahead of her and took a run up the street with her. He came back in a minute huffing and puffing. So I took over again and this time Phoebe told her that her feet are lava and if she looks down, her eyes will burn. She kept her eyes up, I ran a few feet holding the bike then let go. Away she went, with the whole time Phoebe yelling at her that her feet are lava.

A little wobbly at first, but she was off. We forgot to tell her how to stop, so she just hit the curb and went down. She practiced her turns and had that down in no time.

She is one happy little girl. She went from NEVER learning how to ride a bike 1 week ago, to zipping up and down the street and even around the block in about 15 minutes.

She learned 1 month before her 7th birthday. Phoebe learned 2 months after her 7th birthday. Better late than NEVER.

Meeting the Neighbors

Friday night a couple down the street from us, invited us and a few neighbors over for a cookout. We never met these neighbors before. One of the neighbors have 4 kids around the age of my kids. So that was cool. They have twins that are 11, so Phoebe thinks that is the coolest thing ever. They played together and got along very well. The next day 2 of the kids came down to our house to play but my girls were gone for the day. Tonight Phoebe and I went for a bike ride and ended up by their house. One of the girls was outside and immediately invited us in for zucchini cake. We declined, but I thought that was very kind of them. I wonder if their mother would have appreciated it if we had gone in for cake. Phoebe invited them on a bike ride with us and they accepted. We biked to a nearby park where they immediately jumped off the bikes and climbed up the nearest tree in 2.3 seconds flat. Holy monkey's! Those girls can climb! I'm sure it helps that they have the longest legs I ever saw. I think their legs were as long as Phoebe is tall. HA! Phoebe got up to one branch, but they were so high, I thought I was going to have a small heart attack. They climbed 3 different trees and finally went to play on the actual playground equipment. It was getting dark so we biked them home and got invited in for zucchini cake by the other twin. We declined again, and Phoebe told them they would see them tomorrow. Crap, we have some good climbing trees in our yard.
Speaking of crap...I was geocaching tonight and when I opened a cache that I found, two small dog turds fell out. Nice! Someone is NOT happy that a geocache is placed where it is placed. Don't know why, it is not even near anyone's house. I'm slightly turned off of geocaching now, but we are trying to get our 2000th cache before our 2 year anniversary of geocaching. That will be August 8. We have 26 more to find, then we will hit 2000. If I find any more dog turds, I quit!
Lots more horrible/exciting geocaching news going on, but I can't write about it yet.
How's that for a cliffhanger?

Happy Independence Day

Wishing everyone in the USA a safe and happy Independence Day.
We have been celebrating since Saturday when we had about 50 people here for a picnic, with swimming, playing, eating, and ending with a fireworks show.
Sunday we went to a friends farm for more swimming and sitting around doing nothing, and ending the night at the city fireworks show. A few more sparklers and fireworks in our driveway after that.
Today we are spending the day outside in the pool. Well, I'm done in the pool, I'm out sitting and napping, and eating. So far it's been a perfect weekend. Time to head outside for more sitting.

Enjoy your day!

I think somebody is trying to tell me something

After taking my girls to the swimming pool a few times, I have come to the conclusion that I might want to get in the water. So I went in search of a new swimsuit.
I have a swimsuit, in fact I have two, but one is such a horrible color on me and the other is two pieces. Not a bikini! When I'm in the water, the bottom part gets so baggy that I feel it's going to fall off, and the top part floats up, so my stomach hangs out. Ick.
I found several suits that were cute, but not on me. Except one. It's a one piece, with some cute ruffles here and there that seem to cover up some ruffly parts on me. I also bought some swim shorts to go over it because I have thighs that don't need to be seen by others. Although, this state, being the land of cheese and beer, my thighs are not as bad as some I have seen.
Anyway, I've had the suit since Thursday and here's where somebody is trying to tell me something. It's rained and has been cooler ever since, and it's supposed to be that way all week. I will not be in my new swimsuit. I've taken that as a cue to get off my butt and try to firm up. HA!
The s'mores I ate yesterday, I'm sure did not do the job of my firming up.
C'mon sun, and heat. Come back to my town. I want to wear my new suit, darn it, no matter how white and round I look. I want to go sit by the beer and cheese filled, tattoo marked women and feel cute. I am now going to go for a walk to get this firming process moving.

Dear....

Dear parents of the 3.5 to 6 years old at church,
I was teaching your little ones at church on Sunday. First let me tell you that I love your children. I truly do. I love teaching them about Jesus, and I love seeing them learn. However for the safety of others and sanity of the teachers there are rules to follow.
1) I know it was Easter and your little ones were dressed in their finest, and you want everyone to see how cute they are, (and they were) but if your child has a cold and is dripping snot all over everything, may I suggest you, a) leave them home, or b) sit with them in the back of church in case you have to leave. Please keep your sick kids away from others, because even though I thought I washed my hands every three seconds and tried not to go near your child's snot, I am now sneezing (in to a tissue) all over the place.
2) 3.5 is the age we let your child in this class. Not 3. I saw you bring a tiny child in the class. I asked if he was 3.5. You said yes...he's 3. I said the class is for 3.5 to 6. You said yes....he's 3. I suspect he's not 3.5. The other teacher and I said the class will take 3 yr old children if they are potty trained. You said yes, your child is potty trained. Um...your child is not potty trained. I understand accidents happen, but I believe this was no accident. Your child lay on his stomach on the floor for about 10 minutes. When he got up, the carpet and himself was wet. Only then did he tell me he had to go potty. Am I wrong to think your child is not potty trained? signed, a germ and pee infested Sunday school helper.

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Dear Weather,
Stop....just stop. It's almost May. The sun should be shining, the flowers and trees blooming. They are not, because you decide to snow and rain all the time. OK, I'm grateful that you will be raining all week instead of snowing, but the ground cannot hold all this water and my basement is wet. I did wet at church, I'm not happy with wet anymore. Let the sun have its way for awhile.
signed, desiring dry

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Dear whoever thought that Easter means having candy,
You did a fine job of making the candy look all pretty and inviting in the stores. Yes, I bought some. Yes, I am eating it. Yes, I am loving it. No, I am not loving what it is doing to my hips and complexion. I have a love/hate thing for you. Go away. No don't. Yes, go. No don't. Help!
signed, Weakling

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Dear husband,
You took me for a ride on your Harley the other day. I pretended that it was OK. I told you I had fun. I thanked you for being safe. I lied. It was FUN! It was AWESOME! I LOVED it! You look hot on it! I felt hot on it and it was no hot flash. Give to me your leather, take from me my lace. Can't wait for another ride.
signed, your biker babe

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Dear children of mine,
I hear you. You are hungry. I am stopping this post to make your supper. Quit eating snacks. I'm going to make your supper right now! If you don't eat supper because of all the snacks and Easter candy you are eating....
signed, your mom who's putting a blog post ahead of you

I Got Away!

This doesn't happen very often, but I had an overnight getaway by myself. Well, not by myself, myself, I went with a girlfriend. We left at 6:30 Monday morning for a Geocaching road trip to the western part of the state. We cached our way to back roads and ancient cemeteries. We walked through woods, and some girl gave me the finger for not understanding the crazy intersection. We cached in the dark, got spooked out at some of the dark places we had to go to find the caches. We laughed at some of the hides, like in the butts of elf statues, and rubber fish. We ended up at the hotel about 10:30 p.m. and got up bright and early the next day to cache our way back home. We cached on roads so narrow and slippery that I thought we would slip off the edge and nobody would ever find us. Of course we found the caches though. That's what counts. One cache took us up a hill so steep that I had to stop several time to catch my breath. The hill was dry, so it wasn't so bad. However, once we got to the top, (which was about 2 feet wide) where the cache was hidden, the other side of the hill was snow covered and slippery, and steep. So searching out the cache was tricky. We slid down, and pulled ourselves up by tree branches. At one point, I slid under a log, but my hips stopped me from going all the way under, thus resulting in me sliding all the way down the hill...on the wrong side from where we started. The only time I appreciated my hips. I was trapped there for several minutes trying to wiggle my way out. I couldn't get a grip on anything to pull myself out of there. My friend was searching over yonder, so she didn't see my stuckness. I thought that I was going to die there and the next cacher would find my skeleton. I say that because the last time anyone was up there was on Halloween. Not a high traffic area for geocachers, and zero phone service. Finally I got myself unstuck and just at that time my friend asked if I was still with her. "Yes friend, barely." In a matter of minutes after that, I saw a hint of the hidden container. My friend was saying that no way it was there because she was just poking around there. I insisted it was there. I slid my way over there, moved a few leaves and sticks, and wa-la, there was the cache! She was mad that she didn't find it first. Ha! What I shake my head at about geocaching, is that we go through all that just to sign a piece of paper with our geo-names, re-hide it in the same place and leave to go find the next one. Kinda dumb, but we love it. The rest of that day took us through quaint little towns, more cemeteries (my favorite) and searching out the tiniest of caches on giant tanks. We saw giant bikers, giant eyeballs, giant rock formations in the shape of a ship, and eagles. It's getting dark, and our last cache was on another slippery rustic road. We made it out alive, and headed home. We found 100 caches in these 2 days. I got home around 9 p.m. on Tuesday. Very fun time.

Me waving from bridge.
Very long way down, on a two foot wide road.
Giant biker.
Giant eyeball. Why? I don't know.
Ship Rock

The girls were on Spring Break this past week, so on Wednesday and Thursday, their grandma took them Easter shopping. Not sure why a girl needs 4 dresses for Easter. That's their grandma for you. Friday night we went to do a night cache. Tacks are out on trees or signs that can only be seen when a light is shined on them. So we started out at one end of a park, found the trail of glowy tacks on the trees and ended up at the other side of the park to search out the cache. We looked and looked, and looked for 2 hours, but we did not find it. At one point, I tried to cross the pond that was there. I was doing well on the ice until I was just about at the other side. Then....sploosh! I went in. I thought it was just a pond maybe about ankle to knee deep, but I went in up over my waist. Gross. I was OK with getting wet, but the stinky slimy water was grossing me out. Perry was busy looking for the cache so a friend started across the thin ice to save me. I had a walking stick with me so I handed it to her and she had me grab on to it. The ice kept cracking, but I eventually I got out. I'm upset that I dropped my flashlight in the water. So now I'm soaked through up to my boobs, but we must find the cache. We searched for another 45 minutes and then I started to get cold. As we were leaving, I saw the "Danger, Thin Ice" signs. Nice. We left but came back the next day in the daytime to find the cache. 3 hours later we finally found it buried in the snow. We shoveled snow everywhere to find it. As I write this I think..."How stupid". But it's fun. Things sure look different in the daytime. If I saw that the ice was that thin at night, I never would have attempted to cross it. I regret not taking a picture where I fell though. Perry regrets (after seeing that I was OK) not taking a picture of me waist deep in water. Ha!
It was a fun week. School is back in session tomorrow. Back to our routine. I think I'll rest.

?'s & Answers

I asked Phoebe and Abigail some questions.
Here are their answers.

List an occupation you do NOT want to do when you grow up.
Phoebe: be the person who walks behind horses and picks up poop in a parade. ( Whew, and here I was worried all along)
Abigail: clean up (she's got that one mastered already)

What was the nicest thing anyone ever did for you?
Phoebe: went to Subway when I asked them to.
Abigail: did what I wanted to do.
(Ahem! what about taking care of you two since day 1? I think that's pretty nice!)

If your house is on fire what will you grab on the way out?
Phoebe: Pearl (our cat)
Abigail: binkey (what once was a beautiful pink blanket is now a knotted up bunch of string) (for the record, they do know just to get out and not try to grab anything, however, Abby will have that blanket in her hand.)

Suddenly you're on Jupiter, what can't you live without?
Phoebe: air
Abigail: binkey (naturally)

You can have lunch with one person living or dead. Who is it and why?
Phoebe: George Washington because he was the 1st president and he was interesting.
Abigail: Abe Lincoln because his hat is tall and he looks spiffy.

How much do I weigh?
Phoebe: 135
Abigail: 800
(Um....no)

What's the perfect age to be married?
Phoebe: 25, because it seems like you're not old and you're not young.
Abigail: 35, because when you're in your 30's it's the medium age to get married.
(as compared to the small age of your 20's and the large age of your 40's, and the super sized age of your 50's?)

What age is old to you?
Phoebe: 55. It's just old to me.
Abigail: 72. because your skin gets all wrinkly and your hair starts to turn gray or white.
(well Happy 72nd birthday to me!)

Thanks girls. You have quite the interesting minds.

Busy Weekend and FINALLY!

Us girls had a filled up weekend.
It started out with my MIL calling up and saying that Disney On Ice was coming to our area soon and would we like to go.
Now, I'm not one to pass up an offer of other people buying my and my childrens way into an event, but I thought $60 a ticket was a bit much. She insists on front row seats. I told her that we have been to DOI many times and maybe we could find something else to do with the girls. For less money.
So Friday night we headed out to an old Victorian house that was decorated still for Christmas. It was the first house in the world to have hydro powered electricity, back in the 1800's.
Their website said it was open Thursday and Friday nights until the 15th. HA!
We got there and the sign on the door told us that the last night tours ended on Dec. 23. The website made no mention of that.
Now what?
MIL brought up a play/musical that was playing in the area, but didn't know where. Well gee, let's head right on over....WHERE?!
Called Perry, he looked it up somehow and we made our way there.
The only seats left were balcony, last row. Whatever, it was something to do.
Come to find out that the theater is not that big and balcony, last row were perfect seats. The seating was so steep, that the person in front of you was not in our way at all. And to not have anyone behind us was great.
The musical was really good. It was called Forever Plaid.
My MIL really liked it because the music was from her era.
I liked it because I knew most of the songs, and the actors really did a great job. Their singing was awesome.
The girls liked it because it was a grown up thing to do and they felt pretty cool going to a grown up musical.
After that we went to a greasy burger joint and ate junk food. Yum,

Saturday, I went to lunch with my long lost high school friend. She was at our wedding 11 years ago, and I saw her at her moms funeral a few months back. That's been it in 11+ years. How terrible.
It was an awesome reunion. We sat at the restaurant for two hours eating and gabbing, then went to her house and caught up on more years for 7 more hours! We picked right up like we never had that big span of years between us. It was wonderful and so much fun. We promised each other that we will not let years go by like that again. Good grief, she only lives in the next city. It's not like she lives forever away!
Perry asked me before I left when I would be home. I told him..."getting together and talking with "L"...about midnight". He laughed but didn't think I was serious. Well it wasn't midnight but being on a lunch date for 9 hours made it pretty close.

Today my MIL called and asked if we wanted to go to that Victorian house today. So we went. What a gorgeous house! We had a guided tour and the lady was so filled with information. The woodwork and decor was so beautiful.
Sadly I could take no pictures of either the play or the house.

FINALLY! After many months of it hanging by a thread, Abby's front tooth came out. Seriously, this tooth was hanging at Thanksgiving, and everybody was ready to hand over their money when it came out. Thanksgiving came and went. For sure by Christmas it was going to come out and she would have to sing, All I want for Christmas is my Two Front Teeth. Everybody was ready to hand over their money on Christmas too, Nope! Christmas came and went. She hung on to it. The new tooth was already growing behind it. Finally last week, I told to just get behind it and flip it out. She tried but didn't think anything happened. I saw it fly out across the room and she tried feeling it with her tongue and found out that nothing was there. Yahoo! At last it's out. She has about 4 or 5 other loose ones too. Who knows when they're coming out.
The tooth fairy came through well.

It was a filled and fun weekend.

Hello Miss "W"

Miss "W" you know who you are. I am not going to put your real name here because I don't have your permission to do so. You are my friend. We were neighbors when I lived in a different state. Our children played together. You were/are devastated when/that I moved away. Right? ;o)
Yes Miss "W" it's you. OK, now that you know this post is about you, listen up. I know you have been reading my blog, because you told me you did. I asked you why you never left a comment and you said you did not know how. This is your lucky day. I am going to give you a step by step on how to leave me a comment. Why are comments important you ask? Because we who blog have the need to feel loved by people we will never meet. :oD I know you and I have met, but comments are welcome by all. Unless you're mean.

Here we go....

1) Read what I posted. (I know you have that one down.)
2) At bottom of post you will see Posted by -stephanie- the time and how many comments I have. Click on the comments part.
3) A smallish box will come up with the hundreds of comments I get for each post. (Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha....hundreds of comments.....Ha, ha, ha, ha....)
Scroll down to the bottom of the comment box and see another little box which says "leave your comment. This is where YOU WRITE YOUR COMMENT!)
4) After your done extolling my virtues, go down to "Choose an Identity"
Click on Name or Anonymous
5) If you click on name, then another little box will pop up and you can stick whatever name you want in here. (ex: "Miss "W", your beautiful friend, your real name....) If you click on Anonymous, let me know somehow in your comment that it's you.
6) Click on publish your comment or preview to see how it will show up. If you hit preview, be sure to hit publish your comment when you are done previewing.
7) Be proud when it shows up.
8) Know that I will be thrilled.


On to other things.
Christmas is very close to being here.
My shopping done.
My wrapping is not.
We did get a tree.
It is decorated and beautiful.
While geocaching yesterday, my girls spotted a huge ice rink.
They abandoned the geocache search for "skating" around on the ice.
After I found the geocache, they begged for ice skates.
We went to a thrift store and scored ice skates for them. $3 and $5.
We went home to get properly dressed and went back to the ice rink.
I didn't have skates but I helped them since they never ice skated before.
They caught on fast. A few falls, but don't we all.
Music blaring from speakers on the lighted rink made for a fun time.
I wanted to skate. :o(
I dropped them off at home an hour and some bruises later and went out in search for ice skates for me.
Found some at "Play It Again Sports" (used but good sporting goods) for $15.
Was going to buy some for Perry but not sure if he wanted any.
Got home....he wanted a pair.
Went out this morning and scored him a pair for $10.
Hopefully we will be able to go tonight and try our new skates out. We are having freezing drizzle out, so we may have to postpone our fun for a day.
Oooo, just got a whiff of the venison tenderloins I have in the crockpot. Yum.
Just noticed that all my posts in December start with an "H".
Cool stuff on sale for $5. at Old Navy. My wardrobe has increased for cheap.
I almost got my hair cut shorter than usual yesterday, but I will wait until....I don't know when until will be. Maybe my birthday.
I did enjoy my little spa day anyway. Hair wash, eyebrow wax, hair cut, blow dry, style, hand and neck massage. Ahhh very relaxing.
Was bummed that it was cloudy last night and we didn't get to see the lunar eclipse. The last time it happened was 400 years ago and it won't happen again in over 300 years. I have no words for the disappointment I am having.
This post is done.
Miss "W" (and others) it is now your turn. :o)
Merry Christmas Week.

Happy December!

December 1st already!
Where on earth is this year going?
It's mitten cold today.
It's snowing big, pretty flakes.
I spotted Abby doing this on the way to school this morning.
I'm just about finished with my Christmas shopping.
Nothing's wrapped, but getting the shopping out of the way is huge for me.
I used to be one who didn't start shopping until a week before Christmas, and mostly on Christmas Eve.

It may be cold outside, but I'm thankful for our warm, toasty home. (not sure why that little blue house has a sad face)
Tis the Season. Enjoy!
When Elizabeth heard Mary's greeting, the baby leaped in her womb, and Elizabeth was filled with the Holy Spirit. Luke 1:41 NIV

Dad/Daughter weekend

Perry had some work to do on his deer stand, so he took the girls and his nephew to work on it.
They ran in to lots of rain and some snow.
What a way to travel!
Oh oh, here's a creek! What now?

Why, let them float through, of course.
They did some shooting. (poor tree)
I think his 4 wheeler needs a bigger mud flap!
The girls had a great time, and Perry said they passed their first Navy SEAL training course.
What troopers!

I did lunch, shopping and coffee shop lounging with a girlfriend. What a trooper I was.

This is all I have

I was all ready to post about our fun time picking out pumpkins last weekend, but then this happened to Abby...
so I didn't get any pictures of the pumpkin pick-out fun.

All I got was this picture on our way to picking out pumpkins...
Thrilling huh?

Maybe this will stir your thrill buds...
I clicked on Weatherbug and come to see that it's quite hot out. I believe we should be dead with this heatwave. And to think we didn't even turn our air conditioner on. And a low of 32! Wow. Wisconsin weather is so unpredictable. ;o)

10-10-10

Happy 10-10-10 @ 10:10.10 p.m.

I figure I won't be around at the next 10-10-10 @10:10.10, so I'll wish you a happy cool month, date, year, hour and seconds, now.

Let's meet next year on 11-11-11 @ 11:11.11.

An Apple a Day...

Abby and I went apple picking yesterday. Many of the trees are already bare, but we found a few with some major big apples on them.


We picked 13 pounds! Now to find a use for them.

Abby brought a huge apple to her teacher, because that's what kids do, right? Or is that only if they want a good grade? ;o)

In other news...Phoebe is doing well with her broken leg. Her doctor report found that the bone pulled away from the other side of the bone, but that just means it will take longer to heal. The doctor was not concerned about it.
Yesterday at school, she was scratching her leg by sticking a pen down in her cast. The cap fell off the pen and is now stuck in her cast. We tried to fish it out but we can't get it. Her next x-ray should be funny and a surprise to the doctor. Or maybe not, I'm sure they've seen it all on an x-ray.

Yesterday I went to my 3rd funeral in 2 months. The mother of a friend from high school died. I haven't seen this friend in 11 years! It was a wonderful reunion for us and I made her late for her own mother's funeral. We were talking so much that someone had to come get her and let her know they were ready to start. Oops. It's too bad that it took a funeral to get us back together.

It's a beautiful autumn day here and I'm going to get some laundry on the clothesline. Ahhh, that makes me content.
A happy day to you too.