Monday, January 31, 2011

Day 3: Bad habit

My very worst bad habit is to stay up late. I don't know what it is, I just don't like to go to bed. Ever. Except when someone is depriving me of sleep, then, you know I am just bugged. How dare you deprive me of the sleep that I wasn't going to get anyway because I am a silly idjit that won't put herself to bed! Total hypocrite right here because I encourage my children to get sleep so they won't be grouchy. Yeah. Bad habit. Perhaps this will encourage me to choose the right? We can only hope. But my good old blog address will let you know that this one is pretty ingrained. Even as a missionary, I would just lie there at night, dead tired and in bed like I was supposed to be, but my brain doesn't want to shut off. Make it a good habit, you might say? Well, if a year and a half of following a lovely schedule won't do it, do you get any points for trying?

Sunday, January 30, 2011

Day 2: Picture of something I can't live without




Welp. These are wonderful little blood cells. I am never able to donate cause I can't get my dang iron high enough, but you better bet your boots I would if I could and share something that others also can't live without.

Saturday, January 29, 2011

30 days'o bloggin'

I have promised my cute friend that I would participate in a blogging challenge to complete a 30 day list. So here it is:

Day 01- A recent picture of you and 15 interesting facts about yourself.

Day 02- A picture of something you cannot live without.

Day 03- A habit that you wish you didn’t have.

Day 04- List 15 songs that represent your life’s soundtrack.

Day 05- A picture of somewhere you’ve been to.

Day 06- A hobby you have.

Day 07- A picture of someone/something that has the biggest impact on you.

Day 08- Short term goals for this month and why.

Day 09- Something/someone you’re proud of.

Day 10- A story about a past relationship.

Day 11- A picture of something you dislike.

Day 12- A picture of your room & don’t cheat by cleaning it. Share a secret.

Day 13- Write a letter telling someone something you could never tell them.

Day 14- A picture of something you ate and 10 confessions.

Day 15- Put your iPod on shuffle & share the first 10 songs that play.

Day 16- Something you could live without.

Day 17- Someone you would want to switch lives with for one day and why.

Day 18- Plans/dreams/goals you have.

Day 19- Nicknames you have & how or why you have them.

Day 20- If you had 3 wishes, what would they be.

Day 21- Share a picture from your day.

Day 22- What makes you different from everyone else.

Day 23- What is something you crave.

Day 24- Share a story about your past that you are ashamed of.

Day 25- What I would find in your bag.

Day 26- Places you want to visit before you die.

Day 27- Why are you doing this 30 day challenge?

Day 28- A picture of you last year and now, how have you changed since then?

Day 29- In this past month, what have you learned.

Day 30- A picture of you today & 20 goals you want to accomplish.



SO...day one. This was taken when the children were having so much fun jumping on my bed and laughing at the resulting levitation pictures. Claus said "We should take one of you, mom" So I took one of myself, promptly deleted it due due several visible chins, took another-deleted cause of overemphasis on large schnoze. Took another and had too much nostril, this one I finally accepted, reluctantly. I am still a 21 year old-feeling person in a middle age body. Have to accept it. Oh wells.



AAANNNNDDD....15 "interesting" facts about myself....

1. I am known by several as "vanilla". In the realm of food, I am not a risk taker. I stick with what I know and get the same item at restaurants that I have every time before. Usually something bland and delicious.

2. I have stuck needles into as many as 50 people a day. Occupation to work my way though school was phlebotomist-side note:continued in this profession post-degree, 'cause sadly teachers make less.

3. I never could get up the guts to do a cherry drop in elementary school and still consider myself a wuss pants for this.

4. I willed my firstborn to be a girl so my husband wouldn't name a potential boy "Balthazar". Also stuck to my guns and wouldn't let him name her "Penny" Our last name starts with a "P". It would be cruel and unusual to give someone the initials of P.P.

5. I grind my teeth at night and have to wear a guard for this.

6. I despise the heat and would willingly live in snow forever if it meant that I would never have to combat heat over 85 degrees.

7. I used to have good times as a child pretending I was a chicken and sitting on my eggs-which were rocks-carefully placed on mowed grass cuttings inside an old tire. The wanting-to-be-an-animal theme also netted me a broken tailbone when I,as a horse, gracefully leaped a fence and landed on a curb, on said tailbone.

8. Hmmm. Have to delve further. I once "borrowed" a flamingo and went on a road trip with some friends taking pictures of the flamingo with every dinosaur statue that we could find in the state of Utah and then mailing the pictures back to the owner. Don't worry, it was carefully returned when we were finished.

9. I have a Harley Davidson black leather bag. No, I am not a biker or even a wanna-be. I just like that it is able to stand up and remain open and not a lot of compartments.

10. I was an anatomy T.A. at BYU for three semesters and I think the human body is amazingly cool. I once took M'deary on a tour and he did not think body parts in tupperware was as cool as I did. Just get over the storage concerns and focus on how awesome it is!!!! Also, this really strengthened my belief in a God because the body is so complex-and yet so dead without a spirit inhabiting it that I have to believe that He is real.

11. The only time I ever had stitches was chasing a tom cat out of our yard in the wilds of Wyoming and it turned around and jumped on my face and clawed the heck out of it.

12. I watch "The amazing race" faithfully and would gladly be a participant. Any takers for a partner????

13. As a child I was very adventurous and my mother came out one day to find me scaling the side of the three story apartment building next door to our home. It was brick and had convenient decorative bricks that stuck out an inch or so past the others making a nice climbing wall. She arrived just as I was about to swing my leg over the third floor stair railing. I got in pretty big trouble.

14. I ran cross country in high school and ran a lot while single. I just can't get back into it though. Post pregnancy bodies are the pits. Even 6 years post.

15. I am a biological mother of one and an adoptive mother of four-following foster care. I love, love, love my family.

Kind of fun to have a template of what to write, cause I'd probably never sit down and think of this kind of stuff.

Thursday, January 27, 2011

Shoutout to Georgette

She heard him out in a silence that seemed more abstracted than attentive and this so piqued him that he was unwise enough to ask her whether she were listening.
She brought her gaze back from the window, and surveyed him. "I beg your pardon, cousin?"
He was annoyed, and showed it. "I believe you've not heard one word!" he said.
"I was thinking," said Mary thoughtfully, "that puce does not become you, Joshua."
"Puce?" stammered Mr. Simpkins. "Become me? What- Why-?"
"It is maybe your complexion that's too high for it" mused Miss Challoner.
Mr. Simpkins said with dignity: "I was speaking of Sophia, Mary."
"I'm sure she would agree with me," replied the lady maddeningly.
"She's too easy, cousin. She don't know the path she treads," Joshua said, trying to bring the conversation back to its original topic. "She's very different from you, you know."
A slow smile curled Miss Challoner's lips. "I do of course, but it's hardly kind in you to tell me so," she said.
"In my eyes," declared Joshua, "you are the prettier."
Miss Challoner seemed to consider this. "Yes?" she said interestedly. "But then, you chose puce." She shook her head, and it was apparent she set no store by the compliment.


Why do I love to read Georgette? We are on a first name basis, you see. It is in the masterly evasion of discussing a topic distasteful to her while delicately snubbing the persistent and unwanted suitor. Really, she has ruined many a book for me, because a lot of dialogue in a less talented author sounds trite and cheesy and I have to put it down in disgust.
I love words. I love how she uses words to describe my other love, which is people. I am one of those that have to remind myself that it is awkward and rude to be caught staring at people. It is just so interesting to me-every aspect. I could sit in the mall on a bench or airport terminal for hours just watching people. Different body shapes, modes of walking, interaction with peers, teens ogling each other, family groupings, facial expressions, modes of dressing, affectations, the list goes on. What I get in a novel by Georgette Heyer is a complete description of these aspects of a character in delicious words that convey a wealth of meaning. Yes, they are listed at romance novels (she also does mystery and historical), but they are well crafted and I laugh out loud at some of the scenarios-even on the 5th reading. It is like Jane Austen, you just can't find a comparable fix when you want that type of reading, so you resort to rereading. It is a bit insulting to compare her novels to the typical in the genre of "romance novels". The purpose is not to be titillating and exciting(which I find repulsive), it is to develop memorable characters that you could care for or find interesting and are happy for them when they have the happy ending-which is required. And like Austen, it is not just the protagonists, it is the entire cast that is interesting. Characters as vivid as Mr. Collins or Lady Katherine de Bourgh.
Finding a selection that was short enough and not so convoluted in the story line as to be incomprehensible in a snippet was hard, but this little bit from "Devil's Cub" shows a small glimmer of the genius that is Georgette Heyer.
And now that I sound a little stalkerish in how I watch people, I will let you know that I am not so bad about it anymore, gotta mind my own business now. Five kiddies make a lot of business!

Thursday, January 20, 2011

Levitation and homebuying

Remember Auld Lang Syne: So we finally have a house, sort of.">

Well, they aren't the best, but we closed on the house yesterday, which happened to be my birthday, and I was so excited I had to take pictures despite the poor light. Dad then had to go to work, so I was naughty and let the kids jump on the bed and gave each one a turn to have "a long bath" in my favorite bathtub ever. Also shown is our new piano that we are in love with-not much to look at, but sounds great! All in all, a very good day and we are so happy to have the house projects almost done. I will have to post some of the outside and the yard-which was the real selling point for me-later.

Not a lot of decorations/curtains or anything, but we love it so far.