Friday, December 20, 2013

On the road again

If it were up to Elijah, this would be our vehicle of choice: box airplane.
Today we embark upon our long journey to the place of Kurt's birth to be counted, or something.  Let's just hope there is room at the inn/Best Western for us wherever we are forced to stop this evening when the children's my screaming gets to be too.  I will try to blog while I am away, but I might be too busy sleeping while Kurt's saintly mother attempts to corral the children.  Which is, by the way, the best gift a mother could hope to get for Chistmas, so thanks in advance, dear Marty.

Peace on earth, and to all a good night.  Or, in our case, peace in the Camry and to all a good stay with two small children in one hotel room.  If that is even possible.  I don't think it is. 

Wednesday, December 18, 2013

Blackberries for Iz

Many of you, I hope, enjoyed the book Blackberries for Sal as children.  It held a special place in our house because Sal is one of the many nicknames belonging to my dear little sister, Sarah.  As a child, she even kinda looked like the girl in the story, so even though the timing wasn't quite right, we just figured the book was actually written for her.  Nothing like the egocentricity of small children.

It's been awhile since blueberries were on sale at Aldi, so our berry of choice lately has been the noble blackberry.  Now, Isabel is not the voracious eater that Elijah once was, and could even possibly be called picky.  If left to her own devices, she would happily eat cheese and hummus exclusively.  So, imagine my surprise when I found out that the absolutely loves blackberries.  Loves them.  As in, would eat a whole box if Elijah was not around to secure his portion.  I made it to the checkout counter this week with a mere half-box remaining, and two rather purpled children.    Blackberries for Iz, indeed.

Monday, December 16, 2013

Just some pictures

Yesterday, Elijah spent the afternoon and evening puking.  Today, Isabel has green goo issuing forth from her tiny nose.  We are coming up on a month of continuous illness here at nuestra casa.  Disgusting.  But rather than neglect this here blogity-blog this week, I offer you some photos.   And that's pretty much all I can muster at this point.  More tomorrow.  Maybe.

(Sorry the pics today are so Izzy-heavy.  Seems that already, at age 3, Elijah is tired of the Mama-razzi.  He'd better grow out of that soon.)

Friday, December 13, 2013

7 Quick Takes Friday (Vol. 15)

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Okay, first off, I need to apologize.  Turns out my rant from last week was unfounded, as my post that I worked so hard on did run. You can check it out over here. It ran on Thanksgiving, which is why I missed it.  Fortunately, I noticed this before I hit send on my angry little letter to my editor.  For the record, I still think I should be getting paid, though.

If you do not live around here, you  may have heard on the news about the severe weather that hit  (or did not hit) Washington, DC, this week, also known as the storm that wasn't.  A big thanks to my friend Patrick for sending me this hilarious commemoration of the non-event.  Funniest thing I have seen in awhile, and so, so true.

Yes, this is my only post this week.  We are having a bit of a sleep revolt around these parts, which is, as they say, revolting.  I have plenty of things to write in mind, just no mental energy with which to write them.  Specifically, I was going to write a post this week entitled, "Blackberries for Iz," and one called, "For love of the series: Poppleton".  Who knows, maybe next week will be better.  A girl can dream.

In the absence of writing, I have been getting a little mental stimulation from reading books.  If you ever wonder what I am reading, just check out the Good Reads widget in the lower right hand corner of this page.  This morning, I finished Serena by Ron Rash.  Very well written, but like the movies Traffic and No Country for Old Men, it left me feeling rather bleak.  Great, evil characters, though.  The movie comes out next year, and I will probably see it, then have to watch a few episodes of 30 Rock after to cheer myself up.

To my continued great joy, Elijah is still a voracious reader (or, in his case, listener).  We went to the library this week and got another bag full of books, including, for the second time, And the Dish Ran Away with this Spoon.  Our household opinions on this book are divided.  Elijah and I love it, but Kurt most definitely does not.  Isabel is thus far neutral.  I love the way it weaves together twenty or so different nursery rhymes and gives me an opportunity to do different voices.  Kurt thinks it is cheesy and overly long.  I see his point, and I am sure by next week, I will be happy it is a library book, but for now, I still love it.  

Speaking of nursery rhymes, did anyone else play the computer game Mixed-Up Mother Goose as a child?   When Elijah is ready for computer games, I feel like this could be a good one to start with.  And with those giant pixels, I will be setting the par pretty low, thus hopefully postponing his requests for an Xbox as long as possible.  

Last time I did this, it worked, so I am going to try again:
Kurt, if you are reading this, and assuming Elijah takes a nap today, let's go to Sala Thai for dinner.
And Shaina, if you are reading this, you and Jonathan should come, too.

And that is all.

Friday, December 6, 2013

7 Quick Takes Friday (Vol. 14)

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Last Saturday was Small Business Saturday.  We were on our way home from West Virginia, so I was not able to partake, but I wrote a lovely post about it, spotlighting Franklin's General Store in Hyattsville, Maryland.  You may be thinking to yourself right now, if you are a regular reader, that you don't remember such a post.  That's because I wrote it for another blog, whose name I will not mention here, but for whom I provide my writerly services for free.  Despite the fact that I gave the editor a week's notice and previewed the post with him ahead of time, it did not run.  Despite the fact that I made a special trip to take pictures, it did not run.  This is very frustrating.  I think that said blog may not be receive any of my pearls of wisdom in the near future.

On that note, did you hear the one about the writer who died of exposure?  It is hard, when you are an amateur writer such as myself, to bypass writing opportunities that provide no financial benefit, but get the name out there.  I am wondering, though, if I am selling myself short in this respect.   Sure, if it's something I really want to do, great, but if not, I think it's time to stop giving it away, ya know?

I've been toying with adding a regular link-up to my blog where people can share their parenting success stories.  I hesitate because I don't want to come off as thinking that I have it all figured out.  If you've been to my house lately and nearly died from stepping on a Lego, you know this is not true.  But...while its funny to read about what went wrong, so many of us try so hard and succeed, even if its just for five minutes out of a very, very long day.  Writing this right now makes me think its time.  Meet you here next week for the first ever Triumph Tuesday (Or some such, if I can think of a better name.  Suggestions welcome.)

I considered giving up blogging for Advent, but I realized that my posts have been pretty sparse lately anyway, so then I considered ramping up my blogging for Advent, but that clearly hasn't happened, so it looks like maintaining the status quo it is. 

If you know me in the real world (not the internet one), you probably know that I loves me some crossword puzzles.  I get this from my dad.   I tell myself that time spent puzzling is not wasted, as it is clearly necessary for maintaining my mental acuity.  Since I am forced to talk about poop at least once a day, there may be something to this.  If only I liked jogging as much as word play, the rest of me might be as in shape as my gray matter.

I believe I just heard a summons from the crib of one Isabel Joan, so its time to wrap up the not-at-all quick takes.

My mom is coming tomorrow!  And that is all.

Tuesday, December 3, 2013

Thanksgiving on the Farm

Our family was blessed to spend a lovely Thanksgiving weekend with our friends at Bethlehem Farm.  The turkey was really, really fresh (like, 24 hours before eating it, it was still gobbling fresh), the pies were plentiful, the snow-encrusted mountains were picturesque, and the company was wonderful.  Elijah spend his time eating turkey, building forts with his friend Miriam, and eating turkey.  Isabel spent her time opening and closing a box.  So, basically, a great time was had by all.  

Clearly, our family has much to be thankful for.