Thursday, May 22, 2008
the sleep over
Seven great kids under the age of seven. One guy with muscles. Sweatshirts and spring jackets to combat the cool weather. Burnt popcorn from a busted microwave. Video of Ratatouille. and enough love to bust my sides.
Friday I had another cousin sleep over and I am still undecided who had a better time- me or them!
Danika is my competition as she found a place in Brett's "not to sure of kids" heart.
In the morning we all walked to Donutville and the conversation went something like this:
me: "okay, you guys, when we get there we need to remember our please and thank-yous. I am going to get each of you a donut but not a drink. I know you're going to be thirsty but we'll get something to drink back at my house."
um, after all the please and thank-yous this cheap but proud aunt gave in. chocolate milk for all!
after we settled in the booth for our sugar high, Jagger looked at me with a smirk and his big blue eyes:
Jagger: "you lied, aunt holly".
the conversation then covered aspects of a good lie and a bad one...hmmmm, I think this is one their parents can explain.
all I know is that I love my nephews and nieces. A lot.
Sunday, May 11, 2008
dog lady and tulips
Saturday, May 10, 2008
a taste of the z's
This video of Delsie snoring does not do it justice. But hopefully you will get a glimpse of D dog relaxing in her bed after a hard day of work. Even though her "work" entails snoring under my desk while I am at work! As D is getting older I am getting more nostalgic of moments like these. I love having her in my life and am so thankful she is a part of me- me legs, my heart, my strength....and the list goes on. I know no one is able to truly understand what she means to me but it is my hope that you get a kick out of her "z's" like I do...
Tuesday, May 6, 2008
i must remember.
I never want to forget the time in my life when I was staring out the window of the hospital for three months and confined to four walls while life seem to pass me by. I never want to forget the tears that flowed down my cheeks as I saw the Adams Street exit after a month and a half at U of M hospital knowing that I was on the road to recovery and returning home.
I am reminded of the "good" moments when I pass by these tulips amongst the weeds at the end of my street. It is a photo in my mind to remind myself that I am breathing. I feel the fresh air, the gentle breeze on my face. Its a reminder that I can eat. I am able to laugh. I can cry when it hurts and knowing tomorrow is a new day. I don't have IV's coming out of both arms and not rushing to the bathroom every two seconds.
I love this photo cuz it reminds me of Gods loyalty in my life. Even in the weeds He grows beautiful tulips- year after year. I never want to forget that so I am thankful that when I see sights like this, I won't forget.
Friday, May 2, 2008
bubble baths...
My doorbell chimes over a 100 different tunes but no one rings it. In my house, you just walk in. I have never heard Delsie bark...I totally lucked out- that isn't always the case with a service dog and my phone is set to one soft beep when someone calls. I choose to live a simple and quiet life. (accompanies the joy of living alone)
With all the peaceful bliss in my life it may seem like a mystery as to why I need to end the evening with a bubble bath in my huge tub. I am sure you have never wondered about my evening ritual or even care to know this random fact but humor me as I vent.
Although my life is not surrounded by chaos, I look forward to the evening as I fill my tub with bubbles and help circulate the blood that this darn chair has taken away from me.
I have found a 'jug" of bubble bath at Wal-Mart for a little over a dollar. But laziness and the cost of gas won out and I 'walked' over to Walgreens. The only option my budget could afford was this BOX of Calgon. This purchase has bothered me on many levels. Seriously, a box?! And this photo- we are in the 2000's, people.
But my biggest disappointment has been the lack of bubbles and the blue haze it creates in the water two seconds after I pour it in the cascading water. I am to cheap to but another jug until I finish this box. Until then, Colgon? Take it away!
With all the peaceful bliss in my life it may seem like a mystery as to why I need to end the evening with a bubble bath in my huge tub. I am sure you have never wondered about my evening ritual or even care to know this random fact but humor me as I vent.
Although my life is not surrounded by chaos, I look forward to the evening as I fill my tub with bubbles and help circulate the blood that this darn chair has taken away from me.
I have found a 'jug" of bubble bath at Wal-Mart for a little over a dollar. But laziness and the cost of gas won out and I 'walked' over to Walgreens. The only option my budget could afford was this BOX of Calgon. This purchase has bothered me on many levels. Seriously, a box?! And this photo- we are in the 2000's, people.
But my biggest disappointment has been the lack of bubbles and the blue haze it creates in the water two seconds after I pour it in the cascading water. I am to cheap to but another jug until I finish this box. Until then, Colgon? Take it away!
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