Rain, rain, go away...no really...go

Okay. Enough is enough already. We were thinking that it might be time to start googling ark plans in our neck of the woods. I have been making frequent trips to the basement to see if I need to fire up the ole' shop vac and fight puddles...which reminds me that I haven't been down there in a couple of hours. Ignorance is bliss and all. We did make a trip out to the mall, partially to get out of the house among others in the human race and partially so S could spend her birthday giftcards at Altar'd State. I was honestly surpirsed that more people had not escaped there as well. They were probably all at the movies. The boy made some pineapple upside down cupcakes to share. That did brighten up the day and the tastebuds. It also dirtied up 85% of the bowls in our kitchen. Every artist must use multiple paintbrushes.

The hub and G leave tomorrow to go to camp for a few days with school. I'm glad I got G some new rubber boots, because she is going to need them if she can prevent getting completely stuck in the mud. It will be a special time together for the two of them.

I'm headed back to the basement to see if there has been any leakage. I hope not, but you'll know soon enough. The profanities that may spew from my mouth will not be quiet.


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Best laid plans...

Well, Murphy's law is in full effect over here. What we thought would be a lazy Fall Break of sloth and sewing has not panned out. One child has thrown up and the other has a yucky cold. The third is just hanging on and staying out of their way. Can't say that I blame him. Timing couldn't be better what with one hcild getting braces this week and the other leaving Wednesday for her school retreat to Wesley Woods. I am trying not to panic or be Debbie Downer, so please say some big prayers that G will not get the stomach crud and be unable to go on her trip. She has wanted to do this since the big K year in school when she found out 5th graders get to go on a trip. I am hoping that S's messed up tummy was merely a fluke and will not happen again. Pray along with me on that one friends.

I am off to shower off layers of chicken soup making ingredients, poly-fil and the fuzz from many bear and bunny carcasses that I have been messing with today. Then I will be sewing them up to look like some creature that someone would want to buy. Here's hoping.


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What did I do?

My first time ever in three years hat I forgot to write a post. I know the world won't end, but I want to croak. It has been a part of my routine and mine was way off yesterday. The hub and I went to see a movie and I worked and there were storms and I have a child who is feeling yucky. My brain was not with me more than usual. The streak is broken. Oh well. Not like I'm drawing a paycheck from writing about my strange life.

We did see Gone Girl. I had read the book and really enjoyed it, so I was anxious to see how it translated. Since the author also wrote the screenplay, I felt pretty positive. It was very good...twisty turny good. One of S'd friends told her she went to see it. I will just say that I don't think it is a film for 13 year olds. Suspenseful and creepy? Yes! Several scenes of relations going on between a married couple? My 13 year olf would have been traumatized. Just saying.

Well. i must make the bed and grump at myself for breaking my streak...just a personal goal I had set for myself. Boo to me.


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My heart just exploded

We got a reprieve this morning and all our soccer games were cancelled which meant that we could sleep in. A rare occurrence to say the least and I was really excited about it. My usual get up time is 5:45-6:00am, so the thought of a 7:30-8:00 one was exciting. 6:30 is as far as I got this morning. At least I did get the chance to have my cuddly little boy come in for a few minutes before he ran off to the next activity. While I let the girls sleep and packed G for her school trip to Wesley Woods, the hub took th boy and went to the scout shop to buy some supplies. With a dad, two uncles, a cousin and various friends who were Eagle Scouts, it was only a matter of time before he started himself. He had his first meeting this past Monday and came home ecstatic. He had gotten to use power tools, learned how to do the Cub Scout salute, reunite with some of his buddies from preschool days and spend time with his dad. I mean, what else could a kid want? So the natural progression was to go purchase his class A Cub Scout uniform, his handbook and a class B tshirt. Upon their arrival home, the boy immediately had to try the whole thing on for us. B told him the significance of each part of the uniform while my mom worked to get his pants ready to hem...one can't scout sloppy. I had continued the packing process and was called in to see the final product. What I saw made my heart explode and my eyes tear:



I mean, come on...and Van's to boot. I can't even talk about it. He is not supposed to be this old yet. I feigned a packing emergency and escaped to dry my eyes, while the hub beamed with pride at his boy. I know the scouts have gotten a bad rap from some groups, but the men in my life have had nothing but positive benefits from their times with them. They are men of integrity and grit, of skill and kindness...and I can't wait for my son to join that special brotherhood.
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Musings from the lot

We had a soggy day ALL day. It was a bad hair, damp clothes, "I want to take a nap" day. The 'rents were in town to view the marching band at the football game and see some kidlets play in soccer games tomorrow. Weeellllll, the best laid plans and all that stuff. Soccer games were cancelled due to soupy fields and the fear of broken legs and furious parents with sick kids over Fall Break. Believe me when I say, there were no complaints from me a d possibly even a little happy dance...or a big one. I love a good soccer game, but I need a sleep in day once in a while. Football goes on, unless there is a major thunder storm, so we went to the stadium prepared for the ultimate in monsoons and were pleasantly surprised that the rain stopped. S made it just in time as her bus had come from a dead stop behind a wreck 30 minutes away from home on her way back from a Beta Club trip. They didn't bother going out on the field for their program. They played in the stands and S and her front ensemble compatriots played on the track. They sounded great. S looked so tired and, as she was having to move the unwieldy chimes around, just about turned them over on top of herself. She has not eaten dinner and is probably going to be evil if she doesn't get food soon. I am sitting in the parking lot ready to whisk her away to find some food to shove down her gullet. I honestly don't know whether I will be able to fill her up. I think the kid has a worm.

Have a great evening. I will be playing Words With Friends while I wait. I am determined to win a match against Elke Hildegard, random opponent chosen for me. She is kicking my tail. Grrrr.


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What a day!

It was a busy and drama filled day today. Trying to get the house cleaned so when Fall Break arrives, I can just sit back, sew and watch Criminal Minds. Is there a pattern there? Anyway, I was transitioning from tub cleaning to toilet cleaning which required a music change from Springsteen to Pink Floyd and I snuck a peek at Twitter to tweet this change, because so many people care. I saw that an occurence had happened at my oldest child's middle school involving children being stung while taking soil samples outside. The school had a soft lockdown and children were being taken to our local children's hospital. Our friend was stung four times. Yellowjackets. I hate those things...how they hide in the ground. The hub finds great pleasure in taking out their nests at dusk with lots of gasoline. I am just so relieved that our friend is okay and everyone seems to be on the road to recovery. The emotional scars will be there for a while. To be swarmed and stung multiple times when you are doing schoolwork and you see your friends getting stung...a scary thing. I know there will be some educators and administrators who will be sleeping hard tonight after an awfully stressful day. Bless them all.


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Chili cookoffed

Tonight was our annual Chili Cookoff to benefit our conference church camp and true location of heaven on earth, Wesley Woods. While we had a great turnout, we only had 4 teams competing for chili bragging rights. The children take their job very seriously and love the thrill of competition. They won People's Choice Award again this year, an announcement which was met with thunderous celebration. Our friend and former neighbor won People's Choice for her dessert which was an excellent Hershey Bar cake. There were several delicacies and lots of willing samplers. Regardless of winners and runners up and all that stuff, the exciting part is that we raised $1100 for CWW. I am thrilled! Our children love that place and look forward to going every summer.

As with every year, I am exhausted and will be glad to not have chili any time soon...or at least until the next cold ball game day. Night all!


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