A Family Favorite

A fellow teacher introduced my family to this YouTube video. It has zoomed to the top of our faves list. Now, we quote it all the time. Thanks, Helen!


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Missing kitten

Super D fixes computers. He comes home with all kinds of stories about people and their computers. My favorite is the woman who came into the store and told him that she needed him to diagnose her computer. Her home page was set to Yahoo, and the cute kitten picture that was on there had disappeared.

Growing up

Yesterday, C told me that he cried at recess. Knowing that he is very sensitive, I hoped he hadn't cried because someone had hurt his feelings. I asked what had happened. He and another boy had collided on the soccer field, and their foreheads had bumped pretty hard. He ended up with a headache. I told him I was relieved that he was okay and that he hadn't cried because of something someone has said to him. C looked at me with a look of exaperation and said, "Mo-om, I'm in third grade now."

A New Musical Journey

A and her new guitar

She signed up for guitar class at school, but they don't let her take the instrument home to practice. Super D has wanted a guitar for a long time, so he bought one for the family. C wants Super D to buy another guitar for him, a drum set for Super D, and I (with more musical training than anyone) get to play the triangle!

Dog Days of Summer 2011

C, with his new school haircut

A, as she enters her final year of middle school

(Look out, Super D! The high school boys are beginning to flirt with her!)

Super D Fails Chemistry

In honor of our 18 years of marriage, Super D decided to blow up the kitchen. It all began with a trip to the grocery store and the purchase of some dry ice. (You can see where this is going, can't you?) Super D and C had a grand time making drinks that fogged out the top. Strawberry and grape seemed to be the favorites.

It all went wrong when Super D missed the website which warned not to put dry ice into a closed container such as a soda bottle. The next thing I know, I was frightened off of the living room couch by a loud BANG, closely followed by a CRASH! I expected to find half of the kitchen gone. What I found was the light fixture broken on the floor, liquid dripping from the ceiling, and my son on the far side of the kitchen, plastered up against the door, crying.

Thus, for the next 30 minutes of our anniversary, Super D cleaned the kitchen and receives an A+ in Home Economics!

Speechless

This is how we found C at bedtime.

I have no words.

Write your own caption.

Pet Humor

I have an allergy to pet dander, so we don't have a dog.

This is A's hamster, Peanut.

Every time I hold Peanut, I have to wash my hands so that my eyes don't swell.

I think it's funny when Peanut licks his fur when A puts him down.

Maybe he's allergic to her.

More weird weather

As if it wasn't bad enough that our state had the hottest July of any state, EVER:

I was up late late last night, playing LEGO Harry Potter, and I was so into the game, that I didn't even notice that the electricity had gone out. Once the light from my iPod Touch was out, I could see that my ceiling fan was slowing, and there was not a single light on in the room. It was a little weird to not hear the air conditioner humming. It has been my constant companion since June.

A smile crossed my face as I heard rain gently hitting the windows. Boy, do we need rain! So, I went back to my game. It didn't last long. I began to hear what I thought was hail. When I looked outside, I realized that it wasn't hail - the wind was blowing the rain so hard that it was pelting the windows. As I stood in the doorway, watching the tree in my front yard being whipped around by the wind, I heard a loud snap. I have never seen anything like that! I starting shaking uncontrollably. The storm woke A, and she was so frightened, that she didn't want to stand and watch it.

And to think, we didn't get the worst of it on our side of town. I can't imagine what hurricane force winds must be like. We were blessed to only have some fallen limbs. My hammock was blown over, but my patio furniture was still standing. Others in our city had trees uprooted and have lost their roofs. One church even lost their steeple.

the tree in our front yard

my neighbors to the west

neighbors down the street

limbs from our neighbors tree in our yard

Our Family Pasttime

One of our family's favorite things to do is spot retail signs which have been made humorous when one or more of their lights burn out. These are our all-time faves. We have laughed about them so much that we actually refer to these stores and restaurants by their new names. Can you guess their origin?

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Hobb Lobb

1-hour phoo

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SMO

Honorable mention goes to : elf Storage (which was eventually disqualified because the missing letter was simply hiding behind a tree)

There is, indeed, no place like home

Someone started a "Remember [my hometown] When..." group on facebook this week. I was invited to join and spent nearly an hour and a half in NostalgiaLand. I currently live in the town where I grew up. My family moved here when I was almost 2, so I spent nearly my entire childhood in this town. That's what it was back then - a town. A small suburb to the north of a big city. Of course, today, it is a city of its own, big enough for 3 high schools which are again close to bursting at the seams.

I attended university almost an hour away but came home on weekends when I could. And I lived with my parents during the summers. When I graduated, I married Super D and moved 2 hours from home. And that's what my hometown has always been to me - HOME.

My parents continued to live here, and Super D and I came home to visit several times each year. We lived in the next closest big city. I found out that while I enjoy living in the city, I don't enjoy living in a BIG city. So when life offered me the chance to move back home, I was ecstatic. Super D had mentioned many times in the past that he would love to live here and raise our kids here. I found it was very easy to move from the place which had always only felt like a second home. I think he would say that this truly feels like home to him, too. It always was.

I love my suburb. I like that I can drive anywhere I want to and be there in 15 minutes. I like seeing remnants of my childhood hangouts. I enjoy telling my children about the box store that used to be a Godfather's Pizza or the cable building which used to be a skating rink. It is pure joy for me to make new memories with my family at some of the same places which hold my old memories, like the bowling alley or the library. We still attend the same summer festivals which have been city staples since I was my children's ages.

Some things have changed very little, but most of what I remember has been altered or is simply gone. But the memories are there. And apparently, other people remember them, too. That's comforting.

Harry Potter mania continues

Like a good mom, I awoke at 4 a.m. and helped my daughter find the magical quill to gain early entry to Pottermore.com. I guess J.K. Rowling doesn't have enough money yet, so she will soon release a new website to further the Potterhead experience. To fuel the mania, she is allowing a lucky million fans early access to the site, if they can answer one of 7 daily questions in order to find the hidden magical quill somewhere on the web.

A was forlorn that she missed the first day. Yesterday, she arose early, but registration had already closed by 6 a.m. So, she set her alarm for 4 a.m. today. At 5 a.m., the question was posted. It was a race through "Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban" as we sought to find out how many points ahead Gryffindor was over Slytherin when Harry caught the Snitch in the Quidditch Finals. (Am I a geek, or what?) Next, we had to multiply that number by 35 to find the right answer. Then, we had to type in the proper web address with our answer at the end of the address line. Once we had found the magical quill, we had to levitate it, which took several tries. We were redirected to a registration page to complete, given a login name, and told to wait for a verification email.

A is still waiting for her email. I went through the whole process again and received my verification email about an hour later. Fortunately, I verified my email quickly enough and received my reward:

It will be the world's biggest bummer if I get to play early and she doesn't. Well, maybe I'll let her watch over my shoulder. ;)

A mother's work is never done

Why do I bother sweeping the kitchen floor? As soon as I sweep, my family messes it up again. Just now, I swept up 4 dead leaves, 3 (diabetes) test strips, 2 Walmart receipts, pringles crumbs, elbow macaroni, and a partridge in a pear tree.