Monday, December 31, 2007
Saturday, December 29, 2007
Monday, December 24, 2007
Saturday, December 15, 2007
This was the first time I got to get out almost every color of dish I have. I have been collecting them from thrift shops over the past year, and I have always wanted to sit them all out on a table at once- it reminds me of an artist pallette. Notice the Christmas tree in the background- it has been up since November 5th. Also, notice Sarah over to the left crocheting... I don't know what that was all about- she was being weird the whole day.At any given tme during the day, if you had stopped by our house you may have encountered any of the following: someone snoring on the couch, a pilgrim killing an Indian child, someone who had been sitting on the potty for over a half hour, someone starting a fire, someone devasted and pounding their head on the ground, or someone crocheting. And I was emensly thankful for each and every one of them!
The fire was quickly contained and Matt successfully fried the turkey- which is a dream come true for him. We all felt lucky to be able to witness this monumental event in his life.
Although Thanksgiving is over, Christmas is almost here, and this month seems to remind me even more of the many people I have to be thankful for- mostly because I have to remember to buy a gift for each of them. But I wouldn't give them up for anything. We're so lucky to be near our family again.
Matt gave her flowers afterwards. She thought she was all that and a pair of slippers.
Thursday, November 01, 2007
Even though Thanksgiving is almost a month away, October has brought us so many things to be thankful for. Last week, Rocket went on a field trip to a farm with his kindergarten class, and came home with a backpack full of freshly picked vegetables. We made a vegetable soup that night and ate it with a loaf of Panera bread and felt so spoiled! We had enough leftover to freeze for two more dinners! Also this month, Matt's parents took us to a pumpkin patch where we all picked out a couple beautiful pumpkins each. Usually we only have two pumpkins for the whole family, but this year, we have a whole family- and extended family- of pumpkins on our front porch which we had a lot of fun painting. When we pray for God to give us our daily bread, he not only does that, but he also gives us daily delicious vegetables to eat, and daily pumpkins, just for looking at... and so so much more.
Last night, we also ended up with a huge grocery sack full of free candy. I'm not sure if that was from the Lord or not... but I'm still thankful... and hiding it all.
Wednesday, October 31, 2007
Wednesday, October 17, 2007
While I haven't made too many REAL friends in the Denver area so far, I have made one new best friend. That friend is Dr. Sketchy's anti-art school. I don't know why it is called "anti-art" because it seems very "pro-art" to me. But, anyways, it is at Lannie's Clocktower Caberet every third Monday of the month. For seven dollars, I can spend a couple hours sketching some lovely burlesque models posing under sparkling star spotlights and accompanied by some intriguing music. I don't know what could be better than a sketch pad, plenty of skin and a glass of wine (but NO more). I'll have to come early next time to get a better seat.
Wednesday, October 10, 2007
Here, Rocket is about to score a goal. But, what was more entertaining than watching the game, was watching the fabulous cheerleaders:
This one was the most impressive. Look at that height!
Friday, September 14, 2007
Rocket often accuses me of loving Roxanne more than I love him because I take more pictures of her than him. While I may love one child more than the other, I won't tell who it is, and it's not neccessarily the one I take the most pictures of. I just like taking pictures of Roxanne more than Rocket because she is prettier. But, I dont want him to feel unloved, because I really do love him, so sometimes I take pictures of him on my digital camera and then delete them later when he is not watching. Look how perfect they are for each other. Sometimes I think they are in love- but in a brother and sister kind of way, I guess. Can you tell how much Rocket loves to pose for the camera?
Monday, September 10, 2007
After eating cake, the kids (and Grandpa) played "pin the lips on the mermaid". During the week prior we had created an underwater scene to play the game on. Everybody contributed something to the scene, even Matt (but not much). When we played the game at the party, Milo put his set of lips on the fish to the left of the mermaid! I think Grandpa was the only one who didn't cheat, though.
Monday, August 13, 2007
Wednesday, August 01, 2007
One thing that really got to Rocket was a little unidentified personality disorder that my dad has. We’ve know about it for a while, but it seems to present itself more often when we’re camping. You see, my dad has a sort of “tick”, where whenever the words “blue sky” or “smoke” are mentioned, he has an involuntary uncontrollable reaction that causes him to spontaneously begin singing a Willy Nelson song. My family has always been pretty sensitive and tolerant of his condition, but Rocket, on the other hand, wasn’t as understanding and became very very angry with my dad’s behavior.
Another thing that ticked Rocket off was being asked the same question twice. It made him feel as if we hadn’t listened to his answer the first time. For example, we accidentally asked him what his favorite Power Ranger was twice. In reality we knew it was the red ranger, but we just wanted to hear him tell us one more time. Instead, though, we heard him rant and rave about how we should already know that.
The third (but certainly not final) thing that sent rocket “over the edge” was being asked to look at the view. It was a beautiful view- one of the prettiest I’ve ever seen. Who wouldn’t want to look at it? But apparently Rocket thinks that “look at the view” means “go jump off that cliff”, and being asked to do that was out of the question for him and really ticket him off. He thought we were literally trying to send him over the edge, and he made it clear that he did not want to die. In fact, he threatened to eat ALL of the Ritz crackers to get revenge, which was a big deal since it was one of the only edible things we had. After Dad and I finished looking at the view, Rocket was missing. We eventually found him hiding in some bushes munching on the crackers… and scowling.
All in all, everyone had a few complaints about the trip. I was mad because it rained constantly and because we couldn’t cook some of the tastiest fish on earth. Rocket was unhappy because he hates Willy Nelson, shouldn’t have to repeat himself, and doesn’t want to die. How about you Dad? Did you have a good time??? Oh and... how was my use of the word "literal"???