JOEY IS FOUR!!!!!
This morning he spent part of his time with play-doh and a spatula. We asked what he was doing and he said he wants to work at Taco Bell.
Huray for ambition!
Thursday, September 29, 2005
Tuesday, September 27, 2005
she'll always have a date to a sci-fi convention
Poor Emma, she took after Daddy. We have suspected for a while, and recently confirmed, that she inherited the gene responsible for love of science fiction. She is actually showing signs of being a full-bore girl-geek. She has always liked Star Wars, asking many questions about plot nuances, but that just puts you on the first plane of nerdiness... there were other signs along the way, other shows, other questions, and David and I would look at each other over her head..
Then came Hitchikers Guide to the Galaxy, which we rented last weekend. She LOVES it, CRAVES it. So David dug around in his old books and found the two companion books (I of course can't remember the names of them, although the last one is something like Thanks for All the Fish) So that is what she is reading right now. I flipped through the one she's reading and it is hardcore sci-fi (to me).
David and I joked that she will always have the geek date locked up just in case the good looks ever give out.
If it turns out any of my kids have the gene enabling them to watch British Comedy like David does, I'm going to have to take action. That's just too much.
Then came Hitchikers Guide to the Galaxy, which we rented last weekend. She LOVES it, CRAVES it. So David dug around in his old books and found the two companion books (I of course can't remember the names of them, although the last one is something like Thanks for All the Fish) So that is what she is reading right now. I flipped through the one she's reading and it is hardcore sci-fi (to me).
David and I joked that she will always have the geek date locked up just in case the good looks ever give out.
If it turns out any of my kids have the gene enabling them to watch British Comedy like David does, I'm going to have to take action. That's just too much.
my mistake...
Just got around to reading the paper. It was 107 (One Hundred thousand and seven) yesterday.
just rambling.
Yesterday it was 105. One Hundred and Five. Damn!
I was seriously going to try cooking an egg on the street, but I was too busy running around with the kids to give it a try. Poor Max had a football practice yesterday 5:30 - 6:30. I left him there with a huge thermos thing full of ice water. I took Emma and Joey to the store and when we got back to pick him up, Max was still very chipper.
But he didn't want to eat, and by bedtime was nice and feverish. So he is sleeping in this morning. Poor fella'.
My big goal for the week is to get ready for Joey's party on Friday. Today is shot because of being nurse-mom, so that leaves Wednesday and Thurday to get down to business. Pressure is good, eh?
I was seriously going to try cooking an egg on the street, but I was too busy running around with the kids to give it a try. Poor Max had a football practice yesterday 5:30 - 6:30. I left him there with a huge thermos thing full of ice water. I took Emma and Joey to the store and when we got back to pick him up, Max was still very chipper.
But he didn't want to eat, and by bedtime was nice and feverish. So he is sleeping in this morning. Poor fella'.
My big goal for the week is to get ready for Joey's party on Friday. Today is shot because of being nurse-mom, so that leaves Wednesday and Thurday to get down to business. Pressure is good, eh?
Monday, September 26, 2005
Yesterday, the official temperature at the airport was 108, and at Camp Mabry, less than a half a mile from my house it was 107.
WTF!!!!!!
It is late September and it feels like we are cooking! I went to a 4 year-old's birthday party at a pool early afternoon, and we could hardly walk around the pool, our feet were burning. The water felt tepid. Today it is only supposed to reach 103. oh goodie.
WTF!!!!!!!
WTF!!!!!!
It is late September and it feels like we are cooking! I went to a 4 year-old's birthday party at a pool early afternoon, and we could hardly walk around the pool, our feet were burning. The water felt tepid. Today it is only supposed to reach 103. oh goodie.
WTF!!!!!!!
Friday, September 23, 2005
Sunday, September 18, 2005
name dropping again....
OK, so I had an exciting evening.
My friend, Anne, called me a week ago and asked if I would be free this evening. "Yes..." I said.
She said I could come along with her to a party---a party at Liz Carpenter's house. "Yes Anne, I am free!"
Tonight was the night. I was ready to go about an hour before Anne got here. Two other friends went along with us, and it turns out that Liz Carpenter lives just a few houses away from an intersection I drive by frequently. We got there a little early -- Anne said it would be easier to see all the pictures before the house got too crowded.
We walked in and Liz was settling into her chair at the door. Meeting her was like greeting a queen. She was very gracious. Her house was unpretentious, but had a killer view of downtown Austin. On every shelf and tabletop were awards and autographed photos. Liz with Bill Clinton, Liz in a ballroom at a state dinner, a portrait of living ex-presidents and their wives including Nixon, Ford, Carter, Reagan, Bush Sr with all their autographs!, Liz with the Queen Mother:Elizabeth I, many of Lady Bird Johnson-- who she worked for as press sectretary, an autographed portrait of LBJ who she wrote a speech for -- the same speech he said when he got of the plane carrying JFK after he was shot -- the speech where he announced to the country that a president had died....from an article I found online:
Here is a wonderful article if you are curious about this lady.....
Oh yeah, and when she looked at me and asked that one of the "youngsters" bring water in to an older couple in the living room, I jumped. I went outside where they had a drink station set up, picked up water bottles and headed back into the house. A kind, older gentleman opened the door for me, his nametag said "Cactus". When he introduced himself as Cactus Pryor, I just said, "um, yes, I know... " Very fun.
My friend, Anne, called me a week ago and asked if I would be free this evening. "Yes..." I said.
She said I could come along with her to a party---a party at Liz Carpenter's house. "Yes Anne, I am free!"
Tonight was the night. I was ready to go about an hour before Anne got here. Two other friends went along with us, and it turns out that Liz Carpenter lives just a few houses away from an intersection I drive by frequently. We got there a little early -- Anne said it would be easier to see all the pictures before the house got too crowded.
We walked in and Liz was settling into her chair at the door. Meeting her was like greeting a queen. She was very gracious. Her house was unpretentious, but had a killer view of downtown Austin. On every shelf and tabletop were awards and autographed photos. Liz with Bill Clinton, Liz in a ballroom at a state dinner, a portrait of living ex-presidents and their wives including Nixon, Ford, Carter, Reagan, Bush Sr with all their autographs!, Liz with the Queen Mother:Elizabeth I, many of Lady Bird Johnson-- who she worked for as press sectretary, an autographed portrait of LBJ who she wrote a speech for -- the same speech he said when he got of the plane carrying JFK after he was shot -- the speech where he announced to the country that a president had died....from an article I found online:
"On Nov. 22, 1963, she was riding in a police car across Dallas to Air Force 1, when “it occurred to me that I was the only writer aboard.” She knew that Johnson would need to make a public statement within the next few hours. “And the words just came.”
She scribbled out on one of Lady Bird Johnson’s autograph cards, “This is a sad time for all people. We have suffered a loss that cannot be weighed. For me, it is a deep, personal tragedy. I know that the world shares the sorrow that Mrs. Kennedy and her family bear. I will do my best. That is all I can do. I ask for your help — and God’s.”
It was as though the words had come to her “by a Guiding Hand,” she says.
After the plane touched down at Andrews Air Force Base in Washington, D.C., newly sworn-in President Johnson delivered those words to the awaiting microphones and cameras and, as she wrote later, “I knew that they were right.”
Here is a wonderful article if you are curious about this lady.....
Oh yeah, and when she looked at me and asked that one of the "youngsters" bring water in to an older couple in the living room, I jumped. I went outside where they had a drink station set up, picked up water bottles and headed back into the house. A kind, older gentleman opened the door for me, his nametag said "Cactus". When he introduced himself as Cactus Pryor, I just said, "um, yes, I know... " Very fun.
Saturday, September 17, 2005
Life of Pi
I just finished reading a book called Life of Pi. And now I need to talk to someone else who's read it. I'm a little confused, it was a great novel, made me think a lot, but I need to clear up a few questions.....
Friday, September 16, 2005
post script Friday
The day ended very nicely.
I got an email inviting me to join some of the book club gang at the park for a mom's birthday celebration. We sipped beer, pina coladas, and 'ritas, and ate popcorn, chips and cheesecake. The kids played. Periodically we would be chatting and one of the moms would bellow out a command to get the kids to stop kicking each other or throwing rocks. Then we would continue the conversation.
Eventually we turned our backs to the playground (to avoid the sun) and we didn't even need to bellow anymore.
Just what the doctor ordered.
I got an email inviting me to join some of the book club gang at the park for a mom's birthday celebration. We sipped beer, pina coladas, and 'ritas, and ate popcorn, chips and cheesecake. The kids played. Periodically we would be chatting and one of the moms would bellow out a command to get the kids to stop kicking each other or throwing rocks. Then we would continue the conversation.
Eventually we turned our backs to the playground (to avoid the sun) and we didn't even need to bellow anymore.
Just what the doctor ordered.
mmmmm.....meat......
So how sad it this?
I'm riding around today after a satisfying a busy week of volunteer obligations. In the last 48 hours, I hosted a teacher luncheon at the elementary school, sent an email out for a church group, and held a brownie meeting. Today, for some reason, was free.
I went to a parent's coffee at the pre-school, then free from the responsibility of caring for kids, I drove to get a new pair of Cowboy boots -- before the gift card I got for Christmas last year expires!
Around 10:30 I was driving from the boot store toward the house and all of a sudden I started craving bar-b-q. A strong craving -- I hope I'm not pregnant! So I called a friend to see if she wanted to meet me for an early lunch (10:45!), and didn't reach her. I pulled into the parking lot of Green Mesquite, and I was the only car there. There were people moving around inside, so I knew I could get in... I went in and asked if they were open. Yes, but the meat for the day isn't quite finished yet and the kitchen is just getting pulled together. They asked if I could wait 10 minutes. I said yes.
So I sat. I guess pre-11:00 is when the work gets done and as bus boys carried cups to the drink station, they would glance my way. Waitresses were reporting to work, and they glanced at me waiting for my meat-brunch. Anyway, if finally came out, and I scurried out the door. I drove as fast as I could to the house and by 11:15 I was chowing down.
Now it is almost 2 and I am sleepy, knowing that the kids are due home in 30 minutes. I need a nap.
I'm riding around today after a satisfying a busy week of volunteer obligations. In the last 48 hours, I hosted a teacher luncheon at the elementary school, sent an email out for a church group, and held a brownie meeting. Today, for some reason, was free.
I went to a parent's coffee at the pre-school, then free from the responsibility of caring for kids, I drove to get a new pair of Cowboy boots -- before the gift card I got for Christmas last year expires!
Around 10:30 I was driving from the boot store toward the house and all of a sudden I started craving bar-b-q. A strong craving -- I hope I'm not pregnant! So I called a friend to see if she wanted to meet me for an early lunch (10:45!), and didn't reach her. I pulled into the parking lot of Green Mesquite, and I was the only car there. There were people moving around inside, so I knew I could get in... I went in and asked if they were open. Yes, but the meat for the day isn't quite finished yet and the kitchen is just getting pulled together. They asked if I could wait 10 minutes. I said yes.
So I sat. I guess pre-11:00 is when the work gets done and as bus boys carried cups to the drink station, they would glance my way. Waitresses were reporting to work, and they glanced at me waiting for my meat-brunch. Anyway, if finally came out, and I scurried out the door. I drove as fast as I could to the house and by 11:15 I was chowing down.
Now it is almost 2 and I am sleepy, knowing that the kids are due home in 30 minutes. I need a nap.
Thursday, September 15, 2005
Google heaven
OK. What did I do before Google?
These days, I'll be brushing my teeth and I'll think about some dumb show I saw as a child. I have to stop what I'm doing, head to the computer and play the game of deciding how to word my search to find an image or blog or list about the very show I remembered. The Telezonia image above was a real find. After conferring with my sister, we realized my earlier posting, talking about Reddy Kilowatt riding the power lines to my house, in an old school film, from my elementary school days, was wrong.
It wasn't Reddy! It was a freaky marionette puppet who rode the PHONE lines from Telezonia right to my own phone! The same puppeteer made a movie for Bell about sharing party lines, and then another weird one involving a goat. I remembered seeing all of them! They were all produced in the 40's which tells you that if only the party line hadn't gone out of fashion, Fort Worth Independant School District might still be showing them today. That show was thirty years old when I saw it. That means West Handley kids today might be watching films from the mid 70's.
Perhaps they see movies about the strange and wonderful hippies on LSD trips. That would dovetail nicely with the freaky marionettes! Or about UNIVAC computers that can divide four digit numbers! Or about the wonders of walking on the moon (OK, that still seems wonderful). Anyway, my point being, it is possible my education was seriously compromised in 1970 with outdated information. And now my old, memory-impaired brain is cluttered with images of freaky puppets, phone party lines, Reddy Kilowatt, and Luno the magic horse statue that turns into a real flying horse.
No wonder I can't remember my kids' birthdates, the names of almost every adult I meet, and obligations right and left.
Thank heaven for Google --I'll always be able to look the forgotten stuff up.
These days, I'll be brushing my teeth and I'll think about some dumb show I saw as a child. I have to stop what I'm doing, head to the computer and play the game of deciding how to word my search to find an image or blog or list about the very show I remembered. The Telezonia image above was a real find. After conferring with my sister, we realized my earlier posting, talking about Reddy Kilowatt riding the power lines to my house, in an old school film, from my elementary school days, was wrong.
It wasn't Reddy! It was a freaky marionette puppet who rode the PHONE lines from Telezonia right to my own phone! The same puppeteer made a movie for Bell about sharing party lines, and then another weird one involving a goat. I remembered seeing all of them! They were all produced in the 40's which tells you that if only the party line hadn't gone out of fashion, Fort Worth Independant School District might still be showing them today. That show was thirty years old when I saw it. That means West Handley kids today might be watching films from the mid 70's.
Perhaps they see movies about the strange and wonderful hippies on LSD trips. That would dovetail nicely with the freaky marionettes! Or about UNIVAC computers that can divide four digit numbers! Or about the wonders of walking on the moon (OK, that still seems wonderful). Anyway, my point being, it is possible my education was seriously compromised in 1970 with outdated information. And now my old, memory-impaired brain is cluttered with images of freaky puppets, phone party lines, Reddy Kilowatt, and Luno the magic horse statue that turns into a real flying horse.
No wonder I can't remember my kids' birthdates, the names of almost every adult I meet, and obligations right and left.
Thank heaven for Google --I'll always be able to look the forgotten stuff up.
Wednesday, September 14, 2005
Rainy days at West Handley Elementary c. 1970
This is a website I stumbled across trying to find old cartoons from my formative years at West Handley Elementary. I wonder if they have the one about the little boy who earns a dollar and goes to town and spends it. The film follows the dollar around to the storekeeper, the farmer, and all the other people in our chain of interdependance.
I saw that they had "Duck and Cover" which helped us in Fort Worth to get ready for the next tornado which was right around the corner.
I'm wondering if the Drivers Ed films are the ones I saw, with the day that everything went wrong: hood of car flies up while you drive, kid runs into street in front of you, no brakes, all of which I am trained for, should they occur.
I don't see the Reddy Kilowatt show that has him dancing on the high voltage lines right to my own living room Hi Fi Stereo.
I also don't see my favorite Disney produced series "I'm No Fool". Where the F-O-O-L does everything wrong and YOU does everything just right.... so affirming!
Don't even get me started on all my favorite cartoons, why did it take mankind so long to invent the video recorder??!!
I saw that they had "Duck and Cover" which helped us in Fort Worth to get ready for the next tornado which was right around the corner.
I'm wondering if the Drivers Ed films are the ones I saw, with the day that everything went wrong: hood of car flies up while you drive, kid runs into street in front of you, no brakes, all of which I am trained for, should they occur.
I don't see the Reddy Kilowatt show that has him dancing on the high voltage lines right to my own living room Hi Fi Stereo.
I also don't see my favorite Disney produced series "I'm No Fool". Where the F-O-O-L does everything wrong and YOU does everything just right.... so affirming!
Don't even get me started on all my favorite cartoons, why did it take mankind so long to invent the video recorder??!!
Tuesday, September 13, 2005
Monday, September 12, 2005
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