Hello World.. I have discovered another new toy and it's pretty neat for someone like me who uses different computers all over the place and can't keep up. It's on the Bighugelabs site and it's called Writer. You can just start typing and there you go. Then you can send it, save it, print it, wordcount it, you name it you can do it! Awesome n'est pas?
So recap of the weekend... I know I'm losing it because I have been doing crazy things lately like forgetting to put a pizza in the over and then this weekend we were supposed to be going on a little trip but I forgot to book the dogs into the kennels!!! Urgh.. major fail. Syd cried and I felt awful. Our trip has been postponed and hopefully we will get away this coming weekend. We took the kids to the mall instead, very lame I know, but they needed some new shoes and clothes so the mall it was. O.M.G. I haven't been to an actual mall in some time, it was packed and claustrophobic. I did not like it one bit.. there see I am getting old.
Syd apparently has grown about three shoe sizes since the last pair of shoes I bought for her.. which incidentally was about five weeks ago!!! I'm alarmed at the rate she's growing and what's happening to her little self. She's almost a middle schooler and it's starting to show. It is one thing to be the mother of a little kid but to be the mother of a big kid is overwhelming me. I know that in a matter of probably just three years she will have outgrown me, then how do I discipline her when I have to look up to her? I didn't ever expect to feel this way...to feel panic stricken at my daughter the amazon. Luckily Little Bit is still a wee slip of a thing but her feet are alarmingly long (and alarmingly narrow) she refuses to wear anything but Crocs or flip flops. Anything else just is not comfortable and she flops around like Dick Van Dyke in Chitty Chitty Bang Bang when he's entertaining the King as a rag doll. It's just not worth the hassle to try and put her in proper shoes, luckily in the South we can get away with casual pretty much all the time!
So they both got some new shoes and a couple of outfits and we made it home pretty much unscathed. Ash then proceeded to do a little fashion show for us that she insisted on calling a fashion walk. Six year olds parading around in new clothes never fails to entertain! I will miss it when she's all cool and mysterious like her older sister... who by the way is now telling people she's ten because she's only a couple of months from her birthday.
We have had gorgeous weather these past few days, it's easy to imagine the grass turning green again and some of the flowers blooming. It's just plain weird for it to be so warm and yet so brown and ugly! His gorgeousness made a comment about my white legs... better keep them under wraps for a few more weeks and work on the tan in a can!! Wouldn't want to upset anyone now would we although he better take a look at his own chicken legs before talking about mine.
Anyhoodles that's it for this update. I'm done boring you and hope to come up with something better later in the week. Tomorrow is Corner View day and I hope to be able to make a decent contribution as I have been a major slacker on that particular project. Toodle Pip!!!
This weekend was my birthday...yeah... oh thanks... it was good considering I'm gettin'
so old I forgot to put the pizza in the oven and wondered what the heck was taking
it so long to cook!!!
The dreaded stomach bug that's been going around (always seems to be going around!!)
hit our house and Syd had a very bad night throwing up every 1/2 hour in the
wee small hours of Saturday morning... my birthday morning!!!!
So, having had a pretty good day yesterday, she recovered as quickly as she became
sick and all was well, I seem to have fallen prey to said crapola bug and I'm home today.
I hate that I have to get sick to have a day off, and by day off I mean no one here
to bother me, a day by myself in my home...no interruptions.
It sucks that half the day is wasted in the bathroom and lying around in bed
watching Ellen. She's pretty good tho'... I liked her show!!!
Now I'm watching Mr & Mrs Smith... never seen it but always been intrigued as
it's the movie that created Brangelina... now there's a match made in hell as far
as I can see but what do I know???
So... looks like there's a lot of TV watching today, I did manage to take a shower
as my sick clothes smelled yukky!! and then there's blogging. Yep, just a little time
to myself to hop around, find some new blogs to follow, connect with some
oldies and find some new inspiration.. Cool!!!
Oh and then I almost forgot the best thing of all....
His Gorgeousness bought me a BAMBOO for my birthday! I have been
wittering on about getting one forever. Now this is one of those things you can
just buy for yourself but this year we are on a strict budget and we're waiting
for special occasions to buy each other presents. It's bringing the special
back into gift giving!! Think about it... how many times have you heard
people say "we don't exchange Christmas gifts because we just buy what
we want all year round". Where's the magic in that? Where's the anticipation,
the fun the love and the happy feeling when the recipient has waited for that
thing their heart desires????
So peeps... this is how I'm spending my day when I'm not looking down the loo.
Happy Valentines Day to you one and all...
How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
For the ends of being and ideal grace.
I love thee to the level of every day's
Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light.
I love thee freely, as men strive for right.
I love thee purely, as they turn from praise.
I love thee with the passion put to use
In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith.
I love thee with a love I seemed to lose
With my lost saints. I love thee with the breath,
Smiles, tears, of all my life; and, if God choose,
I shall but love thee better after death.
Facebook is weird but imagine if we didn’t have it…
Love it or hate it Facebook is here to stay, well in my humble opinion it is. I mean I can’t imagine my life without it. I have even allowed my kids to get pages with strict supervision of course. I recently tried to get hold of someone I was volunteering with and picked up my phone and her contact information was gone and I was lost. I had to resort to picking up the Junior League directory and finding her number on a page and dialing it and talking to her voicemail. What I had wanted to do was shoot a quick text to her telling her I was running late… duh.. The project had already been underway for an hour, I think she knew I was late!!!
My point is that I have synced my contacts from FB in my phone so I can just about get a hold of ANYONE I know without all the hoopla of looking up a number in a stupid directory!!!!!!!! It’s easy, efficient and just one of the many perks of having your friends info at your fingertips.
When I finally arrived like two hours late, at the very end of the project, I suck, she told me she had deleted her FB page for fear of pedophiles. A just fear, but one that I have to put into the back of my mind and reassure myself that if it’s gonna happen it’s going to be a lot closer to home than someone on the internet. In my mind it’s all about what you put out there and who you allow to see it as to what’s going to happen. I mean I’m a social networking junky. I love it all, FB, Twitter, Youtube, Google, Blogger you name it. There are millions upon millions of Mama bloggers and now that FB has extended to more than just individual pages there are cheesillions of peeps out there all competing for followers and likers and what have you. It’s a jungle out there!! However, I still believe that the responsibility is mine as to what’s out there. I don’t have a phone number listed on my page, I don’t have my privacy settings to public and I don’t allow friends of friends to see my stuff. Strictly friends only. But hey, you have a blog, I hear you cry.. Yes I do and it’s out there for those unscrupulous folks to steal my shit, I know that. But it’s also only the shit that I allow to be stolen that’s out there. And as my blog is pretty uninteresting and just about a middle aged Mom in South GA it’s not something I can see the next criminal genius being too bothered about hacking my pics of cows in fields!
Back to FB. I can’t live without it. I have moved around a lot and without “the fb” as George W Bush calls it, I would probably have lost touch with a lot of dear friends. My kids are using it as a tool to get to know their cousins in England, and it’s so awesome for that. I have friends from just about every continent, where else could I catch up with them and see their little daily goings on? I know there’s so much going on in the background and that they are targeting me for certain marketing but who cares… it‘s on the screen now instead of in my mail box which means less trees are being slaughtered in the name of marketing. It’s just a movement from one media to another that’s all. Remember when you used to get a ream of brochures in the mail and that was annoying, well it’s the same thing but you can ignore it more easily. Sounds good to me.
Just remember this… FB is no replacement for exercise… get a smart phone and FB while you walk. Just sayin’. hee heeee.
Oh and if you like this... then follow me on ... yep.. FB!!!!
We all know its the little things that count, a smile, a joke,a look or some small gesture of kindness. Our hearts are warmed and spirits are lifted reminding us of the joys of life.
But what about those tiny things that can break our hearts and crush our spirits in a nano second? This morning I had one of those moments. After struggling with six and a half year old Ash to get herself ready for school we finally bundled into the car and drove in silence to school. It was freezing out and the fields were covered in frost. When we pulled up at the drop off we looked at each other, both of us sorry for a fussy morning. She hopped out and gave me a tiny half smile and a wave and walked off. Her hair kinda messy, wearing a sweater but no jacket and one shoe untied. I felt the tears pricking my eyes, burning as I faught them back, I wanted to park the truck and go fetch her up and hide us both at home, snuggle with her and tell her I love her so much. I wanted to make her look presentable and tie her shoe, I wanted to go back in time thirty minutes and insist on the jacket on this cold morning. This lesson in consequences will hopefully not have to be repeated because I can't stand to teach it again, it breaks my heart.
