Saturday, August 27, 2011

The Saturday Before

Instead of getting ready for an over-talked about storm I'm getting ready for a baby-shower. You see I planned this baby shower MONTHS ago. MONTHS AGO. The mom to be is due in two weeks and I've sent the invatations out and I'm not changing the date. Storm or no storm I'm having a baby shower tomorrow afternoon.

Not that I'm concerned about it. I think that by the time it hits Maine it will have fizzled out. Something about the hot water hitting the cold water and all of that junk. Hopefully we'll get some big rain because rain is good but not enough rain mixed with wind to lay down the corn. I would hate to give up drinking milk this winter because milks five bucks a gallon. I also don't want cows to go hungry.

Since we've lived in Maine we haven't lost power for more than a few minutes ever. I'm not sure why because down south of us they lose power if someone has a sideways boof stuck in their butt. So for those people I hope they are prepared. Us, we are taking a different approach. Yeah, we are cleaning up the yard so if it does get windy our lawn chairs don't go through someones window but I'd much rather refer to it as getting ready for winter a tad bit early. Because (that's right I dare to start a sentence with because) once I drag all that crap into the barn I ain't bringing it back out. We'll just have to sit on the ground.
I haven't been to the grocery store to buy a bunch of food and water. I have most of that stuff on hand anyway. Maybe we'll finally get around to eating food that's been in the cupboard since forever. I hope not though.
Also if we were to get a big storm and I'm not saying we are, I would just have to eat the cupcakes that were for the baby shower. I can live with with that.

Monday, August 22, 2011

Monday Morning Blues

As we get closer to the first day of school I start that panic that always happens this time of year. It's the panic of being unprepared.
We haven't done any school shopping yet. Nope, not one pencil or anything. Last night the girls tried on their jeans (all 30 pair between them) and not one pair fit. I think I shall dig a hole and bury myself now.
So now this week on top of some other stuff that's happening that I haven't shared yet because I'm afraid  to jinx it, I have to get school clothes for the girls. School clothes, school supplies, shoes. One of the girls was a shoe size four when summer started and is a seven now. It's crazy.

It's not all gloom and doom here though. We've been able to take time to go to the lake and to the beach. Last week was really quite lovely and the girls and I (while walking through a little boutique on the beach) found out what we are going to make for Christmas gifts for all of the ladies of the family. Usually that doesn't happen until December 24th than we have to scrap the idea because we can't get it to the people they need to go to by Christmas Day. My procrastination is going to ruin my children.

I am thrilled because I've decided to homeschool Dane this year instead of sending him out to perschool. I'm almost finished getting his stuff together. (not really but I thought I'd try and sound prepared)
I actually have it started and am totally stoked. Four year old minds are a wonderous thing. I can't wait for the girls to hop on their yellow bus's and go so I can have Dane all to myself. He is growing so quickly and I know I'll be losing certain parts of him before I know it. I know he'll always be my boy but he won't always want to hold my hand and hug and kiss me. So now I
m going to take advantage of it. We have joined a home school group that will meet once a month and I've started to plan other activities to keep us focused and on track.

I probably won't post much this week as Marian has some exciting stuff going on this week and next and I'm hosting a baby shower Sunday that I totally am unprepared for. I'm going to try my hand at a watermelon baby-buggy. I'll post pictures!!!!!!!!

Friday, August 12, 2011

No Place Like Home

We had a great time in WI. Z's aunt has golden thumbs. Her flowers are something to behold.
But......I am so glad to be home. My own bed. My own stuff and even my own water. By the time we got home I thought my hair was going to fall out in clumps it was so dry and my scalp raw. Not that you needed to know that.....
It's a twenty five hour drive to get where we were going. I could go on for days about the torture the kids put us through on the way but it's too painful to remember. It's one of those car rides that everyone should forget. Though I had a nightmare about it last night and woke up in a cold sweat. I don't think we'll take any long car rides in the near future.
I didn't vomit the entire car trip but before you give a big "YEAH" someone else did......More on that later.......
We made it home Wednesday night just in time to unpack and fall in our beds. We had to get up and go to cousin's day on Thursday. The girl's weren't missing that for anything. Today I spent most of the day trying to figure out where the bats are coming in the house.
The fun never ends and the wine is flowing freely this evening. Have a great night:) Or day or what-ever......
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Tuesday, August 2, 2011

Getting Ready

This is how I feel this morning. Like I'm going to kick arse and take names later. Ha ha Not really. I was awake almost all night worrying about our trip. When Z and I first got married we made this trip a few times a year. Sometimes with only a four or five hour notice. It didn't bother me to throw a few things in a suitcase dump a box of cat food in a bowl and throw the dogs and kids in the car and go. Now I don't know what happened. I changed and I don't like it. Now I have to worry about break ins and chickens. I worry my old cat will kick it while I'm gone. I worry we won't have access to a washer when we get to our destination. Or we won't be able to shower everyday. I know I'm so weird. I haven't slept three hours in two days. I will probably conk out the minute the truck starts to roll.

I don't know why I'm so freaked out. I love to travel. I love to be a passanger and watch the scenery as we roll by. I love a good silent deadly fart where I can say"Hey Everyone! Smell the woods!" When all the windows are up. I love how my family tells me how gross I am. I love the licence plate game. I love punching the kids (not getting punched so much) as we see punch buggies. I love jinx you owe me coke. I also love that we don't all need to feel the need for talk and can just quietly watch the landscape going by while dreaming our dreams.
But right now I'm doing laundry and trying to clean. I need to figure out the chickens to make sure they'll be comfy while I'm away. The lawn was mowed last night after three hours of fixing a broken part. The oil in the truck has to be changed and I have decided that we aren't going to eat out during our twenty six hour car ride. I'm packing a big cooler full of fruit and veggies and home made muffins. I must be crazy but NO soda on this trip. How will I ever stay awake.