Happiness…

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Happiness is opening the pool just in time for the warm weekend!

Happiness is the first jump into the pool!

Happiness is being able to finally touch the basketball rim!

Happiness is Charlie watching the boys, but not jumping in (yet.)

Hope you found some happiness in the little things this weekend!

 

May the 4th Be With You!

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I thought this post from 2009 would be perfect for May the 4th!

Darth and Yoda…

The boys spend half their time dressed up in costumes. The other day, Yoda showed up on my galaxy. Jack gets down in the crouched position and proceeds to walk around the house like that…just like a little Yoda. And a favorite and very necessary prop of Yoda’s is the “cane” which is actually my vacuum cleaner attachment…whatever works, I guess!

While taking a snap of Yoda, suddenly, his arch enemy came around the corner…

Yoda thought I should snap a picture of the two enemies posed together. What cracks me up is that Yoda thought the enemies should be friends for the picture and hold hands…notice Yoda must still crouch down.

After the picture, Yoda looked up to Darth, while still holding his hand, and said, “Wanna fight, now?” And off they went to fight to save their galaxies.

(sniff…where does the time go?)
May the 4th Be With You!

Favorite Story~

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Every once in a while, I go back to my old blog and read the stories there. I came across one that always makes me laugh (and cry!) Enjoy this little comment from Jack when he was 4 years old…

Move Away from the Buffet…

I was blow drying my hair the other morning. I was bent to the right, drying the right side of my hair. (like I was doing a side stretch – just want you to get the entire picture.) I was fully clothed, except for a t-shirt. (I put that on very last due to having too many last minute spills on my shirts. Again, I want you to get the full picture.) Jack came in the room to talk to me. He looked at my right side, ran his hand down my right side and  then he looked up at me and said, “Mommy, why do you have gills?”

Needless to say, I don’t have gills. I did start to work out again.

Another Group!

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I joined ANOTHER online group of scrapbooking group (seriously?) A 100 Days About Me.It is sponsored by RUKRISTIN, a feminist scrapbooker…scary!

The group sends you a prompt everyday and you create a scrap page, or any other page you would like, in any manner, to answer the questions. I am doing this, so my boys will have “basic” stories about me.

I am using one of my Carpe Diem planners to keep my About Me pages. Some pages I have put more thought into than others. Others, I am able to answer in one word, such as this page…

 Got to love those pages that are short and to the point! 

Just Finished…

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I just finished the non -fiction book
Educated by Tara Westover.

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Tara Westover was seventeen the first time she set foot in a classroom. Born to survivalists in the mountains of Idaho, she prepared for the end of the world by stockpiling home-canned peaches and sleeping with her “head-for-the-hills bag.” In the summer she stewed herbs for her mother, a midwife and healer, and in the winter she salvaged in her father’s junkyard.
            Her father forbade hospitals, so Tara never saw a doctor or nurse. Gashes and concussions, even burns from explosions, were all treated at home with herbalism. The family was so isolated from mainstream society that there was no one to ensure the children received an education, and no one to intervene when Tara’s older brother became violent.
            Then, lacking any formal education, Tara began to educate herself. She taught herself enough mathematics and grammar to be admitted to Brigham Young University, where she studied history, learning for the first time about important world events like the Holocaust and the civil rights movement. Her quest for knowledge transformed her, taking her over oceans and across continents, to Harvard and to Cambridge. Only then would she wonder if she’d traveled too far, if there was still a way home.

Oh. My. Word. One of the best books I have read. You have all the feels and all the emotions and all the questions.
I think my biggest struggle with Tara’s story is how her mother picked her “abusive (verbally), nonchalant, un-protective” father over her children. Her mom knows these things are going on,  but stands beside her husband while her children are longing for her to be a mom. Just when you think the mother is going to step up (finally) she lets Tara down once again. I kept thinking how the ones you love the most, hurt you the most.

This is just one of the many stories going on in this memoir. There’s the brother who turns violent on a dime and takes it out on his siblings. Again, the father wants proof, while the mother looks at the floor. (I wanted to punch the mom.) There’s the two brothers that “escape” the mountain and go onto college and encourage Tara to do so also. But the father and mother only recognize the talents of only one of the three  children. There’s the story of the sister who reaches out to Tara, but is threaten to be pushed out of the family, so reverses her story. Just so much going…and this book will stick with you for some time.

5 out of 5 stars

 

Unknown Beeps…

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We are continuing our remodeling of the upstairs, which is coming along…slowly, but nicely. We keep telling the boys three more weeks…three more weeks…three more weeks…

We still have our XL garbage bin in the driveway.

I took Charlie out the other night and heard a beep. It got my attention and then lost my attention immediately…until the next beep. What is that? Stand still to listen. Nothing. Then beep. Well, that sounds like a fire alarm beep. How can a fire alarm beep be out here?

Suddenly it dawned on me! We had thrown out our old battery operated fire alarms and now, one is dead and is now beeping in the garage bin!

And before you say, “Why don’t you get it out of the bin…” Here’s your answer to why I won’t be digging the fire alarm out!

Rumor has it, the fire alarm beeping all through the night is driving the raccoons and possums crazy!!

Is it Here?

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We spent Saturday and Sunday outside doing yard work, cleaning and looking to see if Spring was coming…

Last year at this time, we had the pool opened and the boys had been swimming already!

The good news is that by Sunday night, while eating dinner outside, we believed Spring had srung! (cross our fingers!)

Making Cakes!

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When feeding my yarn addiction, I have bought a few skeins that are not in balls or cakes. I guess it’s almost impossible to knit or crotchet with such a form of yarn.

So whom better to put on the case to spin my yarn into cakes? Jack!

He set up my loom and spinner (for lack of better descriptive words) and spun me some yarn cakes!

Perfect yarn cakes!

Now just have to finish my other 40 projects before I use this yarn for my next project: a stripe blanket!