Skip to main content

instafriday

so, I know I haven’t done one of these in a long, long time, but I was suddenly inspired. no idea why…

at any rate, it’s friday, and here are my small squares for the week…

instafridaybutton

122

my breakfast. scrambled eggs with ham, kale, and spinach + a delicious smoothie. yum.

130

daddy got layla pink tulips for her first ballet recital.

132

post-morning run. ice, coffee, and {not pictured because it didn’t last long enough to get in the picture] bacon. 137

ballet recital take 2. I was the backstage mom this time. OMG. there were 4 different classes of little girls crammed in this tiny dressing room. like 40 girls and 3 moms. FOR THREE HOURS. oy! after it was over, dave and I went out and I had a BIG margarita.

140

we found this little frog in a bucket in our backyard, so we took him out in the woods where there is some wetland and let him hop away.

001

monday night, I got to take a free adult jazz class at layla’s dance studio. it was fun, but a bit odd because we had a lot of different skill/experience levels among only 4 students in the class and an inexperienced instructor who seemed a bit baffled with how to handle that situation. at any rate, I dug out my old jazz shoes which were probably purchased when I was in about 9th grade, as evidenced by the size printed on the inside. I do NOT wear size 5 1/2 anymore. thank goodness they’re leather.

004

the letter you really DON’T want to have come home from school. sigh.

006

one of my least favorite jobs to deal with. I never want to take it out. maybe I can delegate…

011

kitty in the window.

012

I was on the front porch, watching layla at the bus stop across the street waiting for the bus. toby was sitting on the windowsill watching this tiny brown bird which was blatantly hopping around on the ground right in front of the porch. cheeping and peeping and drawing all sorts of attention to itself. what a punk.

014

something happened to spring. it’s the end of may and my feet are back in my toasty uggs. this is so wrong.

017

micah loves the “food tables” at costco. we totally hit a home run yesterday because one of them was handing out ice cream samples!

021

my one and only impulse buy at costco yesterday… we’ll consider it an early father’s day present! so cute, and really, how much longer will she be interested in wearing jammies that say “I love daddy”. but she loves them for now.

028

a cold, wet, dreary day for a track meet, and shane stays til the very end, helping to clean up. of course he did. first he was pushing around a wheelbarrow, collecting hurdles. then he, and 3 girls, brought in the high jump landing pads. and then this. heaving a stack of chairs back to the cafeteria. that’s my pack mule.

030

not sure what possessed me, on the 23rd day of the month, to join up with the fat mum slim photo a day challenge. but here it is. interestingly, this is also what I was wearing to pump gas at 7:25am with all the guys in the landscape trucks at the gas station with me… I’m SO awesome.

Comments

you may like...

vomit phobia

most people who know me relatively well are aware of my ridiculous fear of vomit. so essentially, the last year or so has been the embodiment of my worst nightmare. we have now embarked on stomach flu episode 4 of the last 13 months. is that not ridiculous? is that not excessive? what's the deal? should i be concerned? or maybe i'm just paying my dues. shane never had the stomach flu until he was 6, but now we've got it all the time. since may last year, he's now had it 3 times. between january and november of last year, layla had it 3 times, and now we're just waiting to see when she's going to come down with this latest strain. WHAT THE HECK! i never had it this often as a kid. maybe i was just lucky. i don't know. is this normal? how many times can you get this stuff in a certain amount of time before you should think that something is wrong? and how can you prevent it, if at all? i don't really think we have weak immune systems. th

hello again

my mom actually complained the other day about my lack of posts lately. REALLY. i told her that i’d had nothing to write about. at any rate, here’s my update for now, in relation to recent things. we did decide to trick or treat. it was fun. shane’s mario costume actually came together pretty well, thanks to a little help from my friends. layla’s flower costume also happened, barely, also with a little help from my friends. (are you detecting a theme here?) micah’s monkey costume was borrowed from a friend. (for some reason, i have a beatles song wandering through my head right now, do you?) here they are:   as i’m writing this, it’s reminding me of just how blessed i am to be a part of this community, family, neighborhood, etc. let me expound that part about a little help from my friends: we’ll start with shane. he got the idea to dress up as mario after his friend, sean, mentioned that he was going to be luigi. so i chatted w/ trudy about what she’d gathered so far. she mentioned a g

homemaking 101... ponderings, ramblings... the usual.

so i've been analyzing lately (because that's what i do) why i get so frustrated with myself, my shortcomings in the areas of housekeeping and organization, creativity, cooking, etc. it would seem that i'm trying to live up to the expectations of june cleaver, or my grandmother, or something equally unrealistic. no, i don't expect to push the vacuum and baste a turkey in heels and pearls, (besides, i have the roomba , remember?), but i do expect more of myself than i have been giving currently. why? i've been doing what i usually do when i have an issue i want to know more about; i check out every book the library has on the subject (organization problems anyone?). there are a LOT of books out there written by homemakers, for homemakers with a lot of different slants on the whole subject. interestingly enough, the view that disturbs me the most is not the one that suggests that God has decreed it so that women have no other calling than to be wives and mothers (alt

week 34 in pictures

sunday: dueling floor cleaning machines. I was vacuuming and dave was steam cleaning. monday: layla and micah, sharing a set of headphones and dave’s old iphone to listen to music. tuesday: a relaxing morning spent in jeans and slippers, working on a knitting project… it felt like fall. brrr… wednesday: we had a meeting to attend at church that was paired with dinner. shane got put in charge of grilling the burgers on the big commercial range… we were teasing him about his ‘career training’… “do you want fries with that?” thursday: shane had an appointment at the dr’s office for a sports physical so he can run cross country this fall. he needed one shot (which he majorly pouted about)… poor baby. friday: layla was going around taking pictures that she wants to put in a scrapbook (love this!) and she wanted me to take one of her with ginger. isn’t this adorable!?! saturday: SOCCER!!! layla’s team participated in a jamboree this weekend. they played 4 games on saturday, just to get

Snow day memories

Some day, I'll get around to finishing the story of our epic 3 week long road trip from 6 months ago... But today, we have snow. And no school. And neighborhood kids building igloos in the front yard. And hot chocolate. And sleds and shovels and a rack in front of the fireplace that's literally dripping with hats and gloves and snow pants. I like the snow, in case you can't tell. Actually, I love the snow. Like L O V E the snow. It used to be, that when snow was predicted, I would glue myself to the tv, watching all 3 or 4 channels of local news, morning and evening. (This is significant because I am not a news-watcher. I actually hate the news.) Now that the way we watch tv has turned into something completely different, and we don't even subscribe to any channels, I'm glued to my weather app (or apps, actually), watching, days in advance to see if that snowflake still stays on that day. What % chance is it? How much accumulation? Is there an advisory? A warning? I