I’m afraid this post isn’t going to be what I wanted it to be. I wanted to sign in this morning, say a cheery hello to everyone, and share an inspiring tale of how I overcame the funk I had settled into.
Not that I’m in a doom-and-gloom headspace exactly, but I’m not spitting sunshine and lollipops either. I’m tired. Well, not so much tired as weary. Yes. Weary is a good word for it. Still, no other inanimate objects were[...]
Archive for December, 2007
So the picture below is what happened last night when my last straw, a medium sized saucepan, and one of my upper kitchen upboards collided. And it felt good. Really good. Until the sobbing kicked in anyway. Frankly, the saucepan had it coming. It fell on my head when I opened a cupboard. The cupboard though was guiltless in the affair.
I feel like Dr. Jekyll. Lately, my mild mannered alter-ego has been giving way to the beast within. The need[...]
I am loved. Oh yes. I am. And bragging about the fact? So. Much. Fun. Visit the delovely, the delightful, Chick to get in on more of the bragging action.
Also a songbook of 60 Hymns arranged in a lovely fashion. Multiple additions to my Boyd’s Bears collection (no more! please! I beg!). An electric kettle. Much chocolate. A fuzzy green pen. A smooth striated brown rock shaped like a heart. And a candle that looks like a little chocolate[...]
Offers to help me torture and torment the doctor from the walk-in clinic had me feeling so loved and so disturbed. You gals are awfully creative, and chilling, when it comes to revenge. And I love you for it.
I’m off to spend the holiday with friends and family. I’ll see you on the other side of the chaos!
Good night!
So I went to see the doctor yesterday. It didn’t go particularly well. Despite arriving before the clinic even opened, it was an hour and a half wait to see the doctor.
He bustled into the exam room and quickly fired off a few questions. I was rather perplexed as to why, since he didn’t seem inclined to listen to the answers. He told me it was “probably a virus” and would have to “run its course”,[...]
Please note that all these photos were taken in the space of the same day. All outfits are the intellectual property of Emma Ann VanderHorst.
Alright guys and gals, I need some advice.
The new house comes with a clunky old gas stove that we’ll be replacing but I’ve no idea what to replace it with. I’ve begun looking around, but really, I don’t know anything about stoves. I don’t know what kind of cooking surface is best, whether I want convection or not, self-cleaning or not. I’m completely puzzled by it all. All I know is I want an electric one.[...]
Me: ~honkschnerflblat!~Emma: Wow Mommy! You a good sneezer! You faster than Daddy!Me: Umm, thank you. (feeling oddly pleased at having trumped Neil at something)Becca (conveying her feelings with a mere look): Keep that kleenex away from me, you psycho.
Assuming I don’t die during the course of it, today looks to be an interesting day. Scratch that. My keeling over would make it extra interesting, wouldn’t it?
In Other News:
1) Our financing for the house has been[...]
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Today’s post is a continuation of the ever expanding Orchard Boy series. When last we touched base with the Orchard Boy cast, Kim and Neil (aka Orchard boy) had just tied the knot in the beautiful Seattle Temple. The following night they…right…let’s say we, because I’m not going to pull off a third person post while miserably sick, we arrived at the church where the reception was being held. Neil’s[...]
