http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZBR2G-iI3-I&feature=fvw
Just in case you haven't seen my facebook, here it is to enjoy! I love girl power!!
Saturday, August 15, 2009
Thursday, April 23, 2009
Black Eye?
Yesterday was one of those crazy-busy days.
5:30 AM - alarm went off. I hit snooze.
6:04 AM - I realized it wasn't the snooze button I hit. And now I had about 30 minutes to get showered and dressed and drag two boys out of bed. Since it was Wednesday I had to think about breakfast, lunch, and dinner all in one fell swoop.
6:50 AM - Rushed boys to school, get to work slightly late
7:15 AM - settled down at my desk to catch up on past-due assignments. Happy to say I caught up. (Yay me!)
3:00 PM - left work
3:20 PM - met boys at grandma's house, made dinner, helped with homework.
4:50 PM - drove boys to gymnastics. Get call from colleague saying mutual friend just lost her dad. Offered to buy flowers and a card.
5:20 PM - dropped boys off. Rushed to the gym. Worked out... vigorously.
6:00 PM - stopped at Safeway to pick up flowers and card. Bawled while reading the stupid cards. (No really, they were pretty lame. Not sure why I was being such a baby about it.) Bought a Chicken Soup for the Soul book and read a funny passage. (Ahh.)
6:30 PM - Drove back to boys' gymnastics
7:00 PM - Picked up boys early from gym, had B~ change into cub uniform in the car, drove to the church.
7:45 PM - Picked up B~ early from cubs, drove to Palo Alto for meeting.
8:15 PM - Sat in meeting, ate cookies.
9:30 PM - Gave friend flowers and card, stood around and chatted, colleague made comment "your eyeliner is smudged".
10:00 PM - put sleepy boys in bed, look in mirror at non-existant eyeliner, said "huh", went to bed.
6:00 AM (today) - looked in mirror. Black eye.
Any thoughts??
5:30 AM - alarm went off. I hit snooze.
6:04 AM - I realized it wasn't the snooze button I hit. And now I had about 30 minutes to get showered and dressed and drag two boys out of bed. Since it was Wednesday I had to think about breakfast, lunch, and dinner all in one fell swoop.
6:50 AM - Rushed boys to school, get to work slightly late
7:15 AM - settled down at my desk to catch up on past-due assignments. Happy to say I caught up. (Yay me!)
3:00 PM - left work
3:20 PM - met boys at grandma's house, made dinner, helped with homework.
4:50 PM - drove boys to gymnastics. Get call from colleague saying mutual friend just lost her dad. Offered to buy flowers and a card.
5:20 PM - dropped boys off. Rushed to the gym. Worked out... vigorously.
6:00 PM - stopped at Safeway to pick up flowers and card. Bawled while reading the stupid cards. (No really, they were pretty lame. Not sure why I was being such a baby about it.) Bought a Chicken Soup for the Soul book and read a funny passage. (Ahh.)
6:30 PM - Drove back to boys' gymnastics
7:00 PM - Picked up boys early from gym, had B~ change into cub uniform in the car, drove to the church.
7:45 PM - Picked up B~ early from cubs, drove to Palo Alto for meeting.
8:15 PM - Sat in meeting, ate cookies.
9:30 PM - Gave friend flowers and card, stood around and chatted, colleague made comment "your eyeliner is smudged".
10:00 PM - put sleepy boys in bed, look in mirror at non-existant eyeliner, said "huh", went to bed.
6:00 AM (today) - looked in mirror. Black eye.
Any thoughts??
Wednesday, April 22, 2009
Twitterpated
So for the first time in over a year, I can actually say I was twitterpated. Yep, you read it right, I said "was". It fizzled out when Spring decided to take a vacation and move onto Summer this week. (95 degree weather in Sunnyvale, CA!!)
Sorry, but I just can't be twitterpated in the summertime. Haven't you seen Bambi?
Sorry, but I just can't be twitterpated in the summertime. Haven't you seen Bambi?
"Have a Great Green Day!"
At the elementary school where I work, the kids do all the morning announcements. At the end they always say, "Have a great green day!" (Eh, it's California.)
Today is Earth Day. I am happy to say that my family recycles and reuses all trash except food and yard waste. Yay us!
However, even though I love and respect the earth, I still love driving my SUV. *shrug*
Oh! And I'm not ashamed to admit that this morning I killed a big black spider that had the audacity to run across my kitchen floor. Sorry, but even though I respect all forms of life, I don't have to let them live with me!!
P.S. Happy 94th birthday Grandma Webb!!
Today is Earth Day. I am happy to say that my family recycles and reuses all trash except food and yard waste. Yay us!
However, even though I love and respect the earth, I still love driving my SUV. *shrug*
Oh! And I'm not ashamed to admit that this morning I killed a big black spider that had the audacity to run across my kitchen floor. Sorry, but even though I respect all forms of life, I don't have to let them live with me!!
P.S. Happy 94th birthday Grandma Webb!!
Saturday, March 21, 2009
IT'S MY BIRTHDAY!
Yep, and I'm not ashamed to admit it. Come Monday, I'm another year older. Perhaps I'm even wiser... let's hope.
Walmart or Target?
As a childcare provider, I'm the lucky recipient of many gift cards during Christmas time. I get everything from Jamba Juice to Bath and Body Works. I don't even feel uncomfortable walking into Starbucks anymore.
This year among my booty I got four gift cards to Target and one to Walmart. I hate going to Walmart. Besides the fact that it's further away than I like to drive, I have never had a nice experience there. But I had a gift card! So today after dropping the boys off with some friends at The Jungle, I braved the San Jose store. Ghetto. I hate to be rude, but there you go. I was very glad my kids weren't with me.
As I walked in, I overheard a couple of police officers speaking with a customer and a couple of employees. They were looking over a picture of some kids and discussing the fact that these kids were trouble makers and had been here before. I decided to make this trip as fast as I could. Problem was, the place was so crowded I had a hard time manouvering my cart.
While walking up an isle near bedding, I saw a group of punk teenagers were throwing pillows at each other. One pillow fell to the floor in the middle of the isle. The boys laughed at each other and one kid told the other to pick up the pillow he had just thrown there. No one did. They stepped over it and moved on. The lady next to me rolled her eyes and picked up the pillow.
While looking at some curtains I was debating on whether to buy for my kitchen, a lady walked up to the same curtains, reached over me, and exclaimed to no one in particular, "How much are these?!" She asked as if she was awe-struck by their beauty (the ones she was looking at were pretty hideous, actually). I realized she was actually talking to me much too late to respond, so I ignored her. She didn't leave. She just kept looking at the curtains I was looking at. So I make a quick decision on what I wanted and left.
Then, when I was looking at some thread, another lady walked up behind me, practically pushing my cart aside, chanting "glue, glue, glue, glue".
It was time to leave. Now. I didn't even stop to use the bathroom, even though I'd been needing to go for the last hour. I took my cart and went to the cashier. She didn't even look at me. No "hello, did you find everything you need?" Not even a "have a good day". I swear I could have held a knife up to her and she'd never known it. Did you know the credit card key pad has the question, "was your cashier friendly" on it? I checked the box "no".
Two miles up the road was a Target. I walked in and instantly I knew why I always go to Target instead of Walmart. Friendly employees, normal people, crowded but not stifling.
If I ever get a gift card to Walmart again, you can have it. I don't even care how much it's for, I'm not going there anymore.
This year among my booty I got four gift cards to Target and one to Walmart. I hate going to Walmart. Besides the fact that it's further away than I like to drive, I have never had a nice experience there. But I had a gift card! So today after dropping the boys off with some friends at The Jungle, I braved the San Jose store. Ghetto. I hate to be rude, but there you go. I was very glad my kids weren't with me.
As I walked in, I overheard a couple of police officers speaking with a customer and a couple of employees. They were looking over a picture of some kids and discussing the fact that these kids were trouble makers and had been here before. I decided to make this trip as fast as I could. Problem was, the place was so crowded I had a hard time manouvering my cart.
While walking up an isle near bedding, I saw a group of punk teenagers were throwing pillows at each other. One pillow fell to the floor in the middle of the isle. The boys laughed at each other and one kid told the other to pick up the pillow he had just thrown there. No one did. They stepped over it and moved on. The lady next to me rolled her eyes and picked up the pillow.
While looking at some curtains I was debating on whether to buy for my kitchen, a lady walked up to the same curtains, reached over me, and exclaimed to no one in particular, "How much are these?!" She asked as if she was awe-struck by their beauty (the ones she was looking at were pretty hideous, actually). I realized she was actually talking to me much too late to respond, so I ignored her. She didn't leave. She just kept looking at the curtains I was looking at. So I make a quick decision on what I wanted and left.
Then, when I was looking at some thread, another lady walked up behind me, practically pushing my cart aside, chanting "glue, glue, glue, glue".
It was time to leave. Now. I didn't even stop to use the bathroom, even though I'd been needing to go for the last hour. I took my cart and went to the cashier. She didn't even look at me. No "hello, did you find everything you need?" Not even a "have a good day". I swear I could have held a knife up to her and she'd never known it. Did you know the credit card key pad has the question, "was your cashier friendly" on it? I checked the box "no".
Two miles up the road was a Target. I walked in and instantly I knew why I always go to Target instead of Walmart. Friendly employees, normal people, crowded but not stifling.
If I ever get a gift card to Walmart again, you can have it. I don't even care how much it's for, I'm not going there anymore.
Sunday, March 15, 2009
Picture Catch-Up
Here is a picture gallery of what we've been up to the last few months...
Jelly Belly Factory
12/31/08
Our family with grandma, the Harline cousins, Uncle Jason & Aunt Jen and kids, Uncle Trent & Aunt Rachel, and Mike & Ruth Seagraves and kids
Mike was generous enough to buy each family a bag of Belly Flops. N~ was holding our bag and while shaking it over his head it suddenly burst open and spilled all over the parking lot. Everyone but N~ thought it was funny. Cousins Samuel and Dove snuck back inside and got us a new bag as a surprise.
When life hands you a bag of lemons...
(or in this case, a spilled bag of Jelly Bellies)
Make a MOSAIC!
Make a MOSAIC!
2/13/09
Dinner with the sister missionaries
Valentine's Day 2009
In the words of my good friend Kim:
"Who says Valentine's Day has to be S.A.D. (Single Awareness Day)?"
So we got together and celebrated... GIRL POWER style!
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