Sunday, January 29, 2017

Weekends are for basketball.

Schwew! It's been a whirlwind of a weekend, again.

The little girls had a tourney. The big girls team had a tourney. There was a free-throw contest. Next on the calendar is 4-h. Somehow it will all get done. I feel like I get robbed of my weekend. But, I do enjoy watching my kids doing what they love. In the end, everyone's happy. Tired, but smiling.

The free throw champions from our local contest.

This is the little girls team. They played hard and learned a lot!

After they won! Look at those smiles.
In fact, they were smiling all day :)

 Since we are doing basketball is the big girl getting a rebound.

Oh, here's a better one :)
 This, well, this is what the little's do at the big's ball tournaments.

 More proof...smiles even at 8:00 on a Saturday.

 The boy got a foul for this layup. Sorry about the distance. Click and zoom.

And this, my friends, is the only other photo I have taken of him this season. I know. It's shocking. I just watch this year. I can't remember to take a photo. You can't see his smile. But, believe me, he is, I promise.

Friday, January 20, 2017

You are what you...drink?

It's Friday night people. And I am old, I mean vintage.

Wednesday, January 18, 2017

Morning Commute 1.19.17

 It was absolutely gorgeous yesterday morning. The van practically stopped itself for me to unbuckle and snap this shot. Then after work...sigh.

Sunday, January 15, 2017

Keurig, Kickboxing, and Kitchen

The news came last night that the baby was born! So for me its Hi, Ho, Hi, to work I go.

For Christmas I bought myself a Keurig. It was an amazing deal I just couldn't pass up. I was dreaming when I thought having a single cup coffee machine might help me kick my habit. In reality I have only gone from a pot of coffee a day to 4-5 really amazing strong cups of coffee. It's awfully wonderfully terrible. I am totally in love.

Just last week Amazon Prime Instant Video put up a lot of free exercise videos. I perused many of them before stopping on the Kickboxing one. The thing about winter is it limits my outside workouts so much. I just need a little something different to make me excited and feel like I am doing something. Well, I really like this video and it has a little ab workout included! Bonus! It also made me a little sore :) No pain no gain, right?

Today was the first day in quite some time that the calendar was blank. I really felt like sitting on my bum but after worship this morning I started cleaning the kitchen/dining area and by 4 p.m had completely rearranged two rooms on the main floor...oops. Today was a rest day but moving the piano kind of ruined that. It was an interesting way to get my strength training in. Hope the hubby likes it when he gets home from ice fishing.

The ice and snow are predicted for tonight and tomorrow. So my first day back in the saddle might be a delayed one. Stay safe, stay warm. Drink some coffee :)

Friday, January 13, 2017


One of my New Years resolutions was to read a chapter in the Good Book every day. I am following a plan from one of the authors that I love, Joanna Weaver. We started at the beginning in Genesis. Then took a walk in some Psalms. Now we are back to Genesis. You know what is most fascinating to me? The fact that must have read the book of Genesis now at least half a dozen times and STILL I am realizing new information and making new inferences when I read those words. That is the wonderful thing about revisiting the Word. Every time I read it I am at a new place in my little insignificant life. And all of a sudden a verse brings new meaning to me. I am in awe of what a few minutes of spending time reading the Bible does for me.

That Noah, what a man! To be chosen by the Lord because of his faith, to carry on the human race. My mind can't help but flash to that recent movie with the funny guy as Noah. It seems a bit funny in the movie, but this is the Word of God in other words TRUTH. Can you imagine? Hey Noah your faith is so amazing that I want YOU to build an ark and continue a human race starting with your family. What an honor. How could he even concentrate on building while contemplating the powerful responsibility that was upon him? Then the wait...and the rain...and the water...and the waves.,. and the living on the water...and then to start all over.

Those verses about Noah planting vines and drinking wine. A span of several years going by in less than a dozen words. He was the first to plant the vines and then he drank the wine. Do you know how long it takes grapes to grow? Years, Tens of years to make wine. The passing of time happens so quickly in these verses. Hundreds of years before the son of Adam passes down to the son of Lamech and Noah is born. Chapter 5 and already the story of creation and hundreds of generations have occurred. All in a few words. I can remember being in Sunday School or Confirmation and reading those verses and just stumbling over the names of all the descendants of Adam. Wow. All I can say is WOW. In my last post I referred to kids growing like weeds.It happens so fast.

We get a tiny peek at what life was like at that time. The people sinning and building towers to the heavens and the Lord not in favor with their beings and confusing their languages to make them spread out and fill the earth. How awful must it have been for God to want to end all of the living? How terrible was life at that time? How did it compare to life now? I wonder. But we do not have to fear about the Lord sending a flood again. He promised he wouldn't and He is One who will never break a promise. Never. Ever.

Thursday, January 12, 2017

The latest story

Right now I am in between jobs. Which may sound kind of sketchy but for a substitute teacher its just the way it is. I am waiting for a baby to be born, latest job security. In fact, babies are the reason I get work.

I am in between maternity leaves just coming out of a long term one at an awesome place where every one knows my name. Nope not that place but the town starts with the same letter ;)
The thing is I thrive on being around people. Conversations, question and answer sessions, deliberation, how can we save the world with our know your typical office or round the lunch table stuff. I have been at home now for three or four days or maybe more, I have lost count.So these stories that I just have to tell they are just building up in my head. My workout partner gets the brunt of them but I can't remember half the time what I have told and and what I haven't. She is polite enough to listen to the story several times and pretend I haven't already shared it. Again, I got lost. The stories. they have to be told. So just in case your bored. Read.

I have a severe case of bleacher butt. Just this weekend I logged over 16 hours of sitting in the bleachers cheering for the 7th grade boy and then the littles. This butt is bleachered. I mean for real! Not even the softest baby powder will relieve it, inside joke for my co-workers. It seems ALL the kiddos got their love of "doing something athletic" from their father. I don't know how. I was sort of hoping least one would be the nerdy singing reading writing kid like their mother. Nope. We were having a conversation the other day, the littlest and I.

Littlest:Did you play basketball,
Mom: Not after my sophomore year I needed a job.
Littlest: Volleyball?
Mom:They didn't have volleyball when I was in school.
Littlest: What? You are THAT old? How about softball or cheerleading?
Mom: Nope
Littlest: What did you do?
Mom: I sang and did oral interp.
Littlest: Oh. (clearly trying to decide what oral interp is)

So I guess what I am saying is my bleacher butt is here to stay.
Goal: Remember the stadium seats for every game!

You know that saying they are growing like weeds? Well this is a story to prove it.

In August I scored an awesome bargain on these  "I can't remember the species name" Nike's at a garage sale. I made my son get out of the van and off his phone to try them on. They were at least a half of a size too big. SCORE. I was pumped $20 for the kind he liked. The colors were off but he could deal with them. I had to buy him running shoes at the same time and I was thankful he tried on the brand so I knew what size he needed. Fast forward to bleacher butt weekend. All week he complained that his feet were sore. Saying his toes hurt and his heels were rubbing. I put band aid on his blisters and made him wear double socks saying it was just him being active. At the tournament by the third game he was limping. So on Sunday night I made him show me his feet (they are huge) and noticed the big toenails were black and the blisters were worn down and bleeding on his ankle. At this moment I think to myself...could his shoes be too small? It couldn't be. That would mean his feet grew two sizes in less than 4 months. So I ask him to bring me his shoe. I make him try on his dad's shoes. They fit perfectly. I am officially the worlds worst mother. He is growing so fast. It is very very bad for a bargain hunter like me to have to buy shoes in the middle of the season. But I did. They were on sale. The color is a little off but he can deal with it...

The oldest has been looking at prom dresses and sending me screen shots for months. We have tried a few on here and there but when Grandma said we should check out a place that just got lots of new dresses on we jumped on it. Of course after trying on several she found one. She was in love with the dress. I was in love with the %75 off sign. (a few weeks ago I was saying our budget was $50, I've come a long way :() Anyway we brought the dress home. She tried it on, several times at home. She found a loose thread, She found an unraveling seam. No problem, I thought. I mean I took home economics 20 years ago from Mrs. Jennings. I can fix a seam.Two hours later I am cursing at my bleeding fingers while I am holding up the layers of the dress that my daughter has on at the moment because that is the only way I can get the fabric to lay right. I am almost in tears when I give up. I'll call a friend in the morning I tell her. I toss and I turn all night thinking I threw all my money away on this stupid dress and don't get a wink of rest. At six am the next morning I text a co-worker, probably get her out of bed and practically beg her to take a look. We show up the next day (and this is no lie) it took her longer to show me to the sewing room than it did for her to fix it. I almost KISSED her. Why did I not pay more attention in home ec? Why do I not have a fancy sewing machine? She was kind and patient with me as I almost cried. I love people. I just do. I love people and their talent and their patience.

I also love telling stories. I bet you can't wait until I am at your school!

Now I have to go wait for the Fed Ex guy. The boy needs his shoes before the game tonight. Queue aforementioned bleacher butt.

P.S. Anyone in need of a pair of mens size 11 Hyperdunk Nike's? Cheap? I'm your gal!