Thursday, October 20, 2005
Michael lost his first tooth today! It has been loose for just a few days. Michael was snacking on an ice cream cone after school. He walked in holding a piece of something and asked if it was his tooth. Sure enough ... it was!
I made a little tooth fairy pillow - red tooth shaped with Spiderman fabric on the back and a little pocket to hold the tooth. Not very well made, but Michael likes it and is much safer than putting a tooth under Michael's pillow.
The tooth fairy better be carrying lots of cash. Michael is expecting $50.00. Times - they are a changin'! I am thinking that the Tooth Fairy can't quite swing that amount of money for a very small tooth. Perhaps $5.00 for the first and a dollar for every tooth after? Is that the going rate these days? Do Tooth Fairies leave notes? Inquiring minds want to know...
Here is Michael with his Tooth Pillow...Let me know if you would like one! I am selling them for ... $50.00. Gotta keep up!
Monday, October 10, 2005
Well a couple of things to note for the past three weeks of no posting:
1. I completely bombed my interview with the School of Theatre. Completely. And I am not being hard on myself ... just stating the facts (m'am). It's Ok. I can laugh at it now ... a little.
2. Last weekend, we went to visit my parents. And Michael promptly got sick. They may never want us to come over again. We were not the party people.
3. Michael was out of school on Monday and Tuesday of this week. Stu caught strep throat and was out of work Wednesday, Thursday and Friday. I almost packed up and joined the gypsies.
4. I submitted my very first scrapbook layout for pubication consideration last night. Creating Keepsakes (big scrapbook magazine) had a call for School Memories layouts. I designed one about the transition from kindergarten to first grade. This would appear not in the magazine, but in a special book they are doing. Who knows if it will be picked up, but hey - I tried right? I can't post it online until the 21st, but will as soon as I can.
5. I now know most of the lyrics to "My Humps" by the Blackeyed Peas. Try not to be jealous. This is in preparation for number 1 on my 30 things list. Watch for MC Jenn Doo at a karoke stage near you.
That's all I got for now. Smooches!
Saturday, September 17, 2005
Tuesday, September 13, 2005
I had the pleasure of hosting these twelve women at my house on Wednesday. The theme was black and white toga night - think Animal House with a Martha Stewart twist. I bought a 24 pack of Bud Light and a 24 pack of Michelob Ultra, 24 pack of Smirnoff Twists and 2 bottles of wine - one Chardonnay and one Merlot. I only had a half a bottle of Chardonnay, and 20 Smirnoff Twists left. These girls are crazy - and so fun.
Who knew Suburbia could be so fun? If every PTA meeting could be so fun, I think more parents would be involved!
Sunday, September 04, 2005
2. I read blogs. Lots of them. And of people I don't even know. I compare it to my other obsession - reality TV. I also like to drive by houses and try to peek in windows. Not in a gross way - just to see how their house is decorated. Didn't know I was such a voyeaur did you?
3. When I eat a cheeseburger, I eat it in a spiral. I eat all of the crust off and then eat around the middle. Weird? Maybe just a bit.
4. I am shy.
5. Not a day goes by that I don't miss my grandma. Two years later, and I still grab the phone to call her.
Now it is your turn. Tell me something about you that I don't know in the comments!
Friday, September 02, 2005
I remember watching the stories coming out of the tsunami aftermath. And feeling a bit removed from the scene unfolding on the cable news. I gave a donation, and cried for the loss of life, but I couldn't identify with what was happening. It was too far away and a natural disaster that I didn't relate to.
Now I turn on the TV and realize that these people who are struggling for survival are mere hundreds of miles away. A day's drive. I feel helpless. I have given a small donation both to the Red Cross and a family of 6 who is staying with at the home Michael's vice principal. Neither of these donations are big by any means. But we will continue to give as we can through the next months, years. I have signed up with a local group in town to receive updates as to when they need volunteers to go to Mobile, AL to help with the efforts there. It's not enough, but it is a beginning.
I have my own thoughts on the way things have been handled. No doubt, we will continue to analize the timeline and steps taken for many years to come. Policies will be changed, thankfully. However, now is not the time to place blame or point fingers. Help is needed - that comes first.
What next? Locusts?
Back to regularly scheduled cheeriness in a bit ...
Wednesday, August 31, 2005
Monday, August 29, 2005
He was watching TV while I folded some clothes today. Michael came to check on me.
"Mommy, did you know that there are more x-box games out there?"
"Yeah, and did you know that there is something called a nintendo, and some boys and girls have both an X-box and a nintendo? "
I had no idea
"Isn't that cool?"
Me thinks someone has the video game fever. Though I think Michael is one of the only ones to like the games more for the music. He will sing along to all of the songs on his ATV game and then walk around the house singing "Shiny shoes and shiny hair"*** for hours. Hilarious.
***I have not the first clue as to what this song is, but we love that part!
Monday, August 15, 2005
We left for school this morning at 7:20 am. School begins at 7:50 am, but Michael needs time to warm up on the playground before he is ready to begin the day. This allows him to get settled in. I was the exact same way, though I didn't need the time on the playground. I would get up at 4:30 am to watch I Love Lucy and to wake up. People thought I was a morning person, but really, I was just up way before anyone else (but never on the weekends!).
On our walk to school, Michael was pretty excited about starting first grade. We talked about his teacher's name (because I knew he had already forgotten) and his favorite part about school (the playground, of course). As we walked closer to school, he got a bit more quiet. Pensive, if you will. Michael found his classroom and set his book bag outside of the door. We stood, hand in hand, on the edge of the playground.
"Mommy, can you come and play with me?"
"No, boo, I can't; but I will stand right here and watch you until you get to go into your class."
"OK. Can I stand here with you for a little while? Just so you won't be alone."
"I would love for you to stand with me until you are ready to go play."
Amd we stood at the edge of the playground for just a little bit. More and more kids were arriving, more and more parents were watching from the sidelines. Michael's friend, Brantley from Kindergarten, came over and Michael ran off to play with him. I caught glimpses of green and blue stripes running here and there. I knew he would be OK. I looked over at the kindergarten playground - the more crowded of the play yards. Quite a few tearful moms and dads taking picture upon picture. I remember feeling that way -- heck, I felt that way still!
The bell rang. Michael ran over to gather his book bag of newly purchased school supplies and his lunch box. He gave me a smooch, a little wave, and headed into the classroom. I watched him from the windows - put down his book bag, take his supplies to the proper place, and sit down towards the back of the circle. I watched as he said the Pledge of Allegiance. And I walked away. And I shed a tear. My baby is growing up.
Tuesday, August 09, 2005
And without further ado, I present THE LIST:
1. Sing karaoke in front of a moderately sized crowd.
2. Eat at the Broken Egg Cafe (here in Tallahassee)
3. Audition for a play.
4. Run (not walk) in a 5K.
5. Complete the Thanksgiving Day Half Marathon (walk or run or both)
6. Lose 50 lbs.
7. Travel to New York City (with mom?).
8. Participate in an arts/craft show.
9. Write (hand write) a letter to a different person each week (and for those who know me, this is a hard thing for me to do, for some reason!)
10. Find a job that I love.
11. Take Michael to the new aquarium in Atlanta.
12. Read the first four Harry Potter books with Michael.
13. Go to the doctor for a check-up (because I haven't been in a very long time - Stu and Michael go enough for the both of us)
14. Go one week without spending a single penny.
15. Travel to California to see Tom and Marsha.
16. Cook more and learn to love it!
17. Take an art class.
18. Throw a dinner party.
19. Sew a doll.
20. Groom the back yard (within the fenced area) into something to be proud of.
21. Give blood.
22. Go on more date nights with Stu.
23. Eat a raw oyster.
24. Finish all current and future projects.
25. Get a passport.
26. See more live theatre.
27. Learn Photoshop.
28.Learn French (perhaps to use with my passport??)
29. Write a children's book (Thanks to Mom and Aunt Joani's suggestions)
And number 30. I am going to have a contest for this one. Tell me what you think my thirtieth entry should be. Go crazy!
Monday, August 08, 2005
I am in the process of making over Michael's room (see how domestic I am?) I found this cute fabric at Joann's and bought some to make a pillow as well as to copy into a series of three paintings. I finished the first one yesterday and thought I would post for all to see ...
Here is the fabric:
And here is my painting:
I will post the other two upon completion.
And PS: I am still working on the synopsis of the vacation ...I want it to the best it can be for my dear readers. Mmmmwah!
Sunday, August 07, 2005
I got home - anxious to show off the new do. Stu was the first to greet me and agreed that the haircut was fabulous.
I walked into Michael's room with a grand "how do you like my new hairdo?". Michael looks at it and says "Mommy - you look like a boy." Such a way with words that one.
This morning, we were getting into the car and Michael says "don't worry, Mommy. your hair will grow back." A comforter to boot!
Oh the joys of motherhood, er fatherhood (just until the hair grows back). I am thinking that Michael should get a head start on living in the car ... no time like the present and all that.
Thursday, August 04, 2005
Tuesday, August 02, 2005
We left on Saturday - late in the afternoon. Michael was ready to rock-n-roll much earlier in the day, but Stu needed to finish up some work and I needed to shop for more vacation wear. And my parents had a much further drive and also wouldn't be arriving until later afternoon. So, little bit lost out.
As an aside, Michael could totally win an air guitar competition. His facial expressions alone put him over the top. We will be certain to let his new first grade teacher know of his talents to use in the class play - I'm just saying - Macauley Culkin look-a-like air guitar players are in high demand in first grade.
Moving right along ... road trip! It only took us about four hours to get to Palm Coast. We could have made it in 3 hours and 45 minutes, but Stu missed the exit. A word to the wise - if Stu ever tells you about a shortcut, go the opposite way. His shortcuts make for the longest drives known to man.
Anyway, we made it past the guard house (I was afraid they would not allow us in ... my nails took a biting!) We met Mom just outside of the guard house and drove up to this:
This picture does not do this place justice. Go visit the website -
http://www.hammockbeach.com - such a fabulous place. There are 5 pools, an indoor pool, a lazy river, a three story slide, a gym, and on and on. Good gravy - I loved it there. I felt so fancy handing my card to allow me into the pool - they gave me towels and then I gave it back to them all dirty and wet to launder for me the next day. I was fancy! We had cheeseburgers poolside, brought to me by the world's next supermodel (and no, I felt no pang of guilt for eating in front of these emaciated women!)
The condo is owned by my parent's best friends. They generously allowed our family to use it for the week. I am hoping to be their favorite caretaker - I promise to clean and stock the fridge for their visits - I will have to start lobbying.
Wednesday, July 20, 2005
My favorite part of the reading is Michael and I talking about what we are reading. I will be certain to document the most endearing parts here - if only to be able to torment Michael with them when he is older.
From last night...
Mommy (reading the book): "... And Dudley's face fell."
Michael: "You mean that his face fell off?"
Sunday, July 10, 2005
I am not at the house, as I am working (hey - someone's gotta make the money to pay for that crappy leak!). But I have a reporter on the scene who indicates that a tree has fallen on a portion of our back fence. Rest assured, I will have pictures to you shortly!
Saturday, July 09, 2005
Trouble with a capital T! Yikes!
Hurricane Dennis is on his merry way and while Tallahassee is probably pretty safe ... our house is being seiged by a crappy leak! I, as the roving reporter of the family, have not dissappointed my two readers. I was on the scene to take photos...
Caption: Leak! In the garage! Will I ever find the exact shade of orange once the ceiling and wall are patched?! Keep reading my blog (I am full of exciting teasers to keep you reading!)
Caption: An action shot! Stu with a bucket! Hurricanes encourage the use of exclamation points!
Caption: Stu is happy to be scraping out the innards of the roof of our garage! He loves insulation down his shirt - it's not itchy, no it's not!
We laugh, because what else can we do? I promise, dear readers (and I use the plural loosely!), that I will keep you up to date with the latest information. Consider me the Weather Channel ... with less drama!
Monday, July 04, 2005
Then, the boys came home. Dinner was eaten, and now to the exciting part...
One Boy sleeping.
Another Boy Sleeping.
And it is only 7:30 pm ... we lead exciting lives!
Friday, July 01, 2005
Thursday, June 30, 2005
Michael's birthday party was last Saturday. It was held at the Challenger Learning Center here in Tallahassee. We had about 8 kids in attendance along with their siblings, parents and co-workers of mine. Games were played, havoc ensued. Then on to the IMAX to see "Space Station" - the kids were so quiet - so either they were napping or they truly enjoyed the movie.
My mom and dad came down from Georgia to attend. Mom and I had a blast making the cake. I wish they lived closer. My parents are fabulous, and practically perfect in every way (don't let that go to your heads kids!).
And a few photos to enjoy ...OK two to be exact:
Here is the cake. Admire the spray icing job that perfectly illustrates the engine blast. Also, pay particular attention to the lettering (that's all mom) and the fondant (ain't we fancy!) Add a few star sprinkles and the cake is so fabulous. Yes, we are available for parties.
Here, Michael is talking about the different options an astronaut has when the need to urinate strikes:
Wednesday, June 29, 2005
Overheard singing ..."Oh the dinosaurs have been killed, but not the humans, we are still here! Oh the dinosaurs are so sad they are not alive, but not the humans a'cause we are still here!:
Sure to be on the pop charts soon!