Wednesday, September 30, 2009
Happy thing #2- I went to the library today, expecting to find one book on hold and was pleasantly surprised to find this stack waiting for me. Five books and two dvds. (Even Dan Brown's latest which was extra-unexpected because I was number 41 on the list two days ago.)
Tuesday, September 29, 2009
Sunday, September 27, 2009
I know how to talk to people, almost anyone. And I enjoy it. As I've gotten older, I learned that asking questions and really listening to the answers is even better than talking. Because people are super interesting. I remember things that people tell me so I always have more to ask and listen about the next time I see them.
I didn't realize that some people don't know how to do this. It never occurred to me to label this as a talent, let alone THE talent, because it is just part of me. I don't even have to think about it.
It is something I am exceptionally good at so I am just going to be happy with that.
Here is a pictorial list of things that will never be mine.
Take this skirt, One day: plenty in stock, The next day- nada. The wound is still fresh.
I am still kicking myself for the time they had these lanterns at Walmart and I decided to pass even though they were half the price of exact same lantern at Pottery Barn. And now they are gone, never to be owned by me.
Or the one I am STILL sad to not own, 1 year later:
Friday, September 11, 2009
Thursday, September 10, 2009
The good news is that now we know what we are up against: Strep. On a whim they tested for it 4 days ago (at our first Urgent Care visit) and it came up negative. They sent it to a lab for more accurate results and sure enough: STREP! My son just happened to be on the antibiotics for his ginormous spider bite, so he was feeling much better. (Incidentally, after his 2nd visit to urgent care, the Dr. determined all the other spider bites were actually an allergic reaction of some sort. But the big one, yep, that was a bite.)
Even so, I spent several hours yesterday sprinkling this all over the boy's room. Then vacuuming. It is supposed to get rid of insects. Just in case.
Once my oldest's illness hit, we had to find something else to watch. I picked up this at Target.
I am ready to be made into a Saint because a week straight of rotating sick children? It's hard. Can they do that if you are not Catholic? Do they have Saints in the Mormon church? I have never checked.
I am ready for a break. Maybe a pedicure. Or a shopping trip. Or a quiet hour spent alone, without a sick child. Or, is it sad that I am secretly hoping that maybe I will get sick and they can all take care of me?
I just ordered a subscription of the Eliza Magazine. I am excited. I ordered it partly for me, but partly for my daughter. I want her to know there are alternatives to the fashion magazines in the stores that are full of clothes we could never afford, wear, or feel comfortable in.
From their website:
"ELIZA Magazine is created for women who want to be stylish, sexy (ed. note: okay, so my daughter is not allowed to be sexy), and engaged in the world while retaining high standards in dress, entertainment, and lifestyle.
The ELIZA reader is educated, creative, fashion-conscious, and on the hunt for clothes to feel comfortable in. We continue to pick up the scent of fashion and modesty and deliver it to your door season after season."
If you are thinking Little House on the Prairie, you can browse their past editions online and see that yes, indeed they have some very cool stuff (nary a bonnet in sight.) Can't wait for it to come in the mail.
Monday, September 7, 2009
1 - Child home from school last week.
1 - Child home from school half day.
2 - Children throwing up.
3 - Children with debilitating fevers.
2 - Number of Days fever lasts.
4 - Children with sore throats.
4 - Children needing Tylenol, cuddling and various other kinds of medicine.
2 - Children with Spider bites.
15 - Number of Spider bites on just 1 child.
1 - Spider bite that got as big as my hand.
1 - Trip to Urgent Care that was closed.
1 - Trip to Urgent Care that was open.
1 - Trip to Pharmacy that was closed.
1 - Trip to Pharmacy that was open.
1 - Prescription of antibiotics for said Spider bite.
1 - Phone call in the middle of Sacrament Meeting.
1 - Counselor who got blindsided with my Primary Sharing Time last minute and got to run the show by herself and now deserves a spot in heaven for her goodness.
5 - Number of Family Members who missed all or most of church Sunday.
4 - Number of concerned phone calls from church members.
1 - Number of concerned texts from church members.
1 - Child who inexplicably, hilariously, with great relish and imagination, takes on every symptom of all her sick siblings. (Ahem, A.) When she has not been truly sick herself.
1 - Number of Parents at home to take care of sick children.
1- Number of Parents who were out of town.
(He was cheering on the COUGARS for their victory over Oklahoma, which by the way is completely and utterly an excused absence. I am thrilled he got to go.)
0 - Number of fun things we can do for Labor Day at home with sick children.
Saturday, September 5, 2009
I can wear this with wellies . . . . . . . . Or loafers.
Change the shirt, wear it with navy casual shoes or giraffe print ballet flats.
Belted . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . or not
Black shoes . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . or ballet flats
Brown sweater with turquoise heels or flats
Maybe add a sparkly belt.
I almost gave away this striped shirt.
I never wear this shirt either. Now I have several options.
I have owned this green sweater for years and never worn it.
I am digging the ruffle. . . . . . . . . but I like the turquoise shoes too.
I wore this today. (but I changed into my COUGAR blue for the game.)
(Some chubby pics - I have no idea why I look kind of chubby in some of these pictures. I blame camera error. Vain, so vain.)
Please note in this second photo I am wearing 2 different shoes. Both go with the outfit and we were getting lazy - didn't want to take two pictures.
I have never worn this turquoise shirt, I will now.
SO. Armed with new ideas, I got myself dressed to go run errands. (Yes, I am wearing my wellies.) How do you think I did?