I was typing up some notes for a meeting in the office, while the boys entertained themselves.
Will realize brother is just over there.
I made this shirt for Baby Wah Wah (AHA! something crafty) in celebration of his refusal to sleep through the night on any night ending in Y. In fact, last night he teamed up with brother who appeared to be having nightmares ( so sad ) to keep us up all night.
I didn’t run this morning, because I require more sleep before exercise. But Zoot ran a 5k. Hot damn.
Go Congratulate her!!
It’s amazing isn’t it? My baby is seven months old this month! It’s been a week since I was a bloggin…and I ‘m behind on all my blog pals lives. How dare everday life interfere with my blogginess!
Marilyn is still coaching carrying me through the domain switch. (I’m a slow learner) My husband is helping me with Dreamweaver 8.0 and I still haven’t finished anything crafty.
*sigh*
However. It’s FALL!! I love fall. I find it inspiring, I’m full of plans for next year’s crops. Peas, Zucchini, Apples, Pumpkins. And in the midst of preparing this years bounty. Frozen Peas, Zucchini Bread, Steamed Zucchin baby food, applesauce , apple pies, Jack-o-lanterns, pumpkin pie, pumpkin cranberry bread. Yum.
Today the Mama Brigade drug our three and under crowd to the Pumpkin Patch.
Official stats
Three-1
Two-3
One-1
Seven months-2
There was a Hay ride, pulled by a tractor. TRACTOR!!!
Um. Yeah this guys smoked the whole freaking time he was driving the tractor. P.U. But other than that it was very scenic.
The Plunder. Moo’s is the smallest pumpkin. Shaped like a ball. And yep that’s what he thought it was. He was busy destroying the patch by hurling pumpkins about. Thankfully the very very nice smoker guy didn’t charge us for them…which again, was super nice.
Baby found the whole ordeal quite exhausting, but managed to open an eye for this photo
I’ve been very inspired to quilt and piece lately, but seem to lack the time….
Hopefully next week will be a bit more organized.
Do you ever feel like someone has been chewing on you all night.
YEOCH.
Running Log
3.5 miles
Remember when I used to update my blog and stuff…sheesh.
Remember when I used to do crafts…I know! Where does the time go?
Just got off the phone with Nadine, who is part of the Madquilter Round Robin Group and we realized htat we are both a border behind! Sheesh. I’m behind in my own project. Here I thought I was chugging along when she brought it to my attention that due to a series of moves (Carol’s and Mel’s ) and other stuff we are behind even though it seems like we are on top.
Bummer.
My Monday Playgroup has become a sewing playgroup in as much as you can sew with a three year old, 2 two year olds, a one year old and two seven month olds, running (crawling) around. Last week I did finish my Ostrich Round Robin Border, and now I know my goal for next Monday.
And Holy Sidebar Batman…I’ve got to get that goal thing under control. I’ve been putting off so much with the whole domain move….which I’m still totally working on.
That whole five minutes together…not happening and all.
And in other Random Thoughts. I’ve decided I want the Phil and Ted’s stroller for Christmas. IF you have suggestions on how to let my relatives know to (just send money, thanks very much) in a polite way, I’d be happy to hear them.
And that’s all for Brit return to blogging post…have a great evening!
The site is not moved yet….but let’s move on for now.
I had a great weekend….We took it slow and as it came and its amazing how awesome that can be. I hear George Carlin in my sleep, he narates many of the Thomas the Tank Engine Movies, but I have never heard anything this eloquently put.
The paradox of our time in history is that we have taller buildings but shorter tempers, wider Freeways , but narrower viewpoints. We spend more, but have less, we buy more, but enjoy less. We have bigger houses and smaller families, more conveniences, but less time. We have more degrees but less sense, more knowledge, but less judgment, more experts, yet more problems, more medicine, but less wellness.
We drink too much, smoke too much, spend too recklessly, laugh too little, drive too fast, get too angry, stay up too late, get up too tired, read too little, watch TV too much, and pray too seldom.
We have multiplied our possessions, but reduced our values. We talk too much, love too seldom, and hate too often.
We’ve learned how to make a living, but not a life. We’ve added years to life not life to years. We’ve been all the way to the moon and back, but have trouble crossing the street to meet a new neighbor. We conquered outer space but not inner space. We’ve done larger things, but not better things.
We’ve cleaned up the air, but polluted the soul. We’ve conquered the atom, but not our prejudice. We write more, but learn less. We plan more, but accomplish less. We’ve learned to rush, but not to wait. We build more computers to hold more information, to produce more copies than ever, but we communicate less and less.
These are the times of fast foods and slow digestion, big men and small character, steep profits and shallow relationships. These are the days of two incomes but more divorce, fancier houses, but broken homes. These are days of quick trips, disposable diapers, throwaway morality, one night stands, overweight bodies, and pills that do everything from cheer, to quiet, to kill. It is a time when there is much in the showroom window and nothing in the stockroom. A time when technology can bring this letter to you, and a time when you can choose either to share this insight, or to just hit delete..
Remember; spend some time with your loved ones, because they are not going to be around forever.
Remember, say a kind word to someone who looks up to you in awe, because that little person soon will grow up and leave your side.
Remember, to give a warm hug to the one next to you, because that is the only treasure you can give with your heart and it doesn’t cost a cent.
Remember, to say, “I love you” to your partner and your loved ones, but most of all mean it. A kiss and an embrace will mend hurt when it comes from deep inside of you.
Remember to hold hands and cherish the moment for someday that person will not be there again.
Give time to love, give time to speak! And give time to share the precious thoughts in your mind.
AND ALWAYS REMEMBER:
Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away.
George Carlin
Running Log
3.5 miles
Turtledash Recovery, is officially over. I’ve been out running this week. Two mile Monday, Alarm Failure Wednesday and three today. Tomorrow Dashers are meeting up for the long run of course its only 3.5 for me. Some are entertaining the Seattle Half but not me. I’m gearing up for the Turkey Trot. All three miles of it. On Thanksgiving day.
I know. Goals.
The site transfer is still ongoing, I worked myself into such a state of stress I accidently put the Groceries down for a nap and Mr. Moo in the cupboard. Not really. But you know.
I called in the big hitters, the techno geeks I can safely call Peeps. My husband, SlackerMama and Zoot. Hopefully they can sort my bad out.
So I’m getting ready to actually do it…actually switch host…if things go all wonky..SEND CHOCOLATE.
I’ll leave you with some picture rejects from our holiday photo shoot.
This is my personal favorite, except I couldn’t get Moo to stop signing “horse”
of course, you know that’s really why it was my favorite….
This one was rated R for violence. Pushing your brother off the hay bale? Not cool.
Well hopefully there will be no disruption in blogging.
Wish me luck.
If things go all wonky, I can be found at my sadly neglected Vox Account.