The wireless router is out. Posting will be spotty until we get a new one. I took advantage of my forced absence from the 'net and cleaned out that nasty looking closet. You know the one. It had taken up heckling me when I walked by. It had to be silenced. If this internet vacation keeps up, who knows, I may get the kids' rooms done, too!
Or not.
Happy Fourth, everybody!
I was Queen for the Day. I had a crown and everything. On my special day, everything was supposed to go my way. Of course, it did.
Well, The C.F.O. had to work, but that was completely not his fault. Unfortunately though, that meant that I had to take the kids to church on my own. We had to get there early for a special event. I was in charge of blowing up the helium balloons, and on my special day, when I get to do what I want, I really wanted to suck down a little helium and do my Minnie Mouse impersonation. However, that would not have been a good example for my children, so I didn't. (It's a sad state of affairs when you have to act like a mother on Mother's Day.)
After we got home from church, I took a nap. Someone woke me up to ask if he could ride his bike, but I am sure he just forgot it was my special day. That same someone drank the carbonated, caffeinated beverage that I got for myself as a special treat on my special day. In all fairness, he did offer it to me after he took a swig (UCK!), but considering good health practices, I opted not to drink after someone who has a putrid, festering cold.
The storm last night left us without power for a few hours. Needless to say, the UNO game, the tennis shoes, the door hanger, the bowling ball and the flashlight (a preteen tornado survival kit) did not get picked up last night. Since we were in a hurry this morning, they didn't get picked up then, either. Evidently we are still hurrying, because all of that stuff still hasn't been picked up. It will be picked up shortly, I am sure, as today is my special day and no one would expect me to pick it up. I do have a crown, you know.
The crown is part of the theme for the day...Flowers. I am the "Queen of Flowers." Everything has been very flowery today. My children enjoy picking a theme for my special day each year. The year before last, the theme was slugs. There were slug posters, slug cards, slugs on the floor, slugs on the walls and (naturally enough) a Pin-the-Tail-On-the-Slug game. The theme arose from an unfortunate incident which occurred during a slug infestation that happened shortly before my special day that year. I stepped on a slug (in my own kitchen, thank you very much) and slid for a mile. The children were highly amused.
I think you will understand when I say I preferred this year's theme.
Yes, it has been a special day. A day filled with squabbles and messes and noise and ear aches and hacking coughs. It was my special day....A Mother's Day.
Oddly enough, it didn't seem all that different from any other day.
But I'm keeping the crown.
Happy Mother's Day!
I'm from a small town in Louisiana. They're having a good time there today. I'm not.
Thanks to YouTube I am able to celebrate from afar.
HAPPY MARDI GRAS, bebe, and y'all pass a good time.
I'm not home sick, even though I am skipping Church today. I have felt all week that I've been fighting off The C.F.O.'s Man Flu. That, however, is not why my rear end is still in pajamas. The real reason is that yesterday, when I should have been preparing for today, I was playing hookey with Tiger, Butterfly and Dirt Dude (Aussie Kim's youngest) at Alvin & The Chipmunks. After last week's chaos, maybe I needed a day off.
The older two have a Superbowl party tonight for the youth group, and I have to bring the desserts. Therefore, while the rest of my family is (hopefully) praying for my depraved church-skipping soul, I am making Peanut Butter Cookies, Chocolate Eclair Cake, and Disappearing Marshmallow Brownies. They should be good, but what I really want is some King Cake. Not that excuse for one you can get at Kroger's. I want a Meche's King Cake, baked fresh the same day you eat it. I want one with chocolate filling, lemon filling or raspberry filling. One of each wouldn't be bad. Oh, and I forgot Bavarian Creme.
I also want to spend Mardi Gras at The Hayleys' house. They live in a small town just north of my parents, and the parade passes right in front of their house. It's really nice to walk down their driveway and catch a few goodies in my laundry basket with the target on it (a sure way to get float riders to throw something substantial to you). We'd spend the day with beads hanging around our necks, with the kids playing in the yard and with forks shoveling food into our mouths.
I think one of the reasons I was so unproductive yesterday was that I am just plain homesick. Woe is me.
After a teensy bit of nagging on my part, Summer at Mom Is Teaching put up a post about Mardi Gras, and it's a good one. Go read it, and be homesick with me.
Enough of the whining, already! I'm off to the kitchen. While I'm baking, feel free to throw me a comment, Mister! Happy Mardi Gras!
Kerry at A Ten O'Clock Scholar is hosting an Anglican Family Lenten Carnival. To participate, I need to tell how our Episcopalian family celebrates Lent. Or doesn't. Or kind of does. I think I need to give you a little background on our family first.
I grew up in the United Methodist Church. My early memories of Lent are of collecting dimes (for Easter Seal, maybe??) and of anxiously awaiting The Bunny. When I was ten-ish, we moved back to Louisiana. I say we moved back, but really my parents moved back. It was the first time living there for the kids. Anyway, we moved to an area that was (and still is) predominantly Roman Catholic. The first spring we lived there, my friends at school all asked me, "What are you giving up for Lent?"
Huh?
The school cafeteria served fish on Fridays. Restaurants ran Lenten Specials. I was celebrating Lent by proxy. The upside for me was definitely Mardi Gras. Believe me when I tell you, that's a real upside. However, I still didn't do Lent, at least not in an Anglican/Catholic way, but times, they were a-changing.
of the great 2008 Christmas Tree watch. Will it come down tomorrow? Mystical 8 Ball says, "Not Likely."
Tiger asked me today what the Twelve Days of Christmas are. I explained that they are the twelve days from Christmas to Epiphany. Naturally, his next question was, "What's Epiphany?" (Any adult who needs an explanation can go to this link. One explanation per day is my limit.)
You know a holiday is a holiday when you can do a Google search and find an arts and crafts project. Although, I have to say, I have some reservations about building a creche with toilet paper rolls. It really sounds like it would be cute, though.
Now that it's Epiphany, I'll be beating the bushes for a King Cake. Last year, after our Epiphany pageant at church, we had "King Cake." Funny, they looked an awful lot like cupcakes to me. I'm really hoping to not have to try and make my own. Sigh.
Oh, to be in Louisiana, now that King Cake season is here. Happy Epiphany!
Fourteen years ago today, a five pound, ten ounce baby was born. He fit in the palm of his father's hand. Now, he shaves and calls his mother "Shorty." I could just cry.
Happy Birthday, Buddy. I love you, whiskers and all. So, go shave and stop sassing your mother.
Three Sundays ago I sat up in bed at 2:00am, with the sickening realization that it was my week to be in charge of Childrens' Chapel. I shuffled into the living room, clicked on the old laptop and started searching for ideas. I came across a couple of links that saved my bacon. Being unprepared when faced with a room full of Epicopal short people is not high on my list of things to-do.
Seeing as how it's Christmas, and I want to get on Santa's nice list, I thought I'd share these links with you.
DLTK's Holiday Crafts for Kids
Happy glittering, tieing, painting, coloring, cutting and pasting. Oh, and f.y.i., a hot glue gun is really hot. (They weren't joking about that hot part, were they?)
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