This may be one of those that everyone has already seen, so I'm posting it here rather than forwarding to everyone on my email list ;) I had not seen it until this morning and I thought it was hilarious!
H/t Joy
Showing posts with label just for fun. Show all posts
Showing posts with label just for fun. Show all posts
Monday, October 31, 2011
Thursday, October 13, 2011
Practicing Patience
Last week humility :)
So, I was planning to write a beautiful, insight-filled post on the virtues of prudence and courage and how we need one with the other, especially as it applies to standing up for our Catholic beliefs in an increasingly secular world. Really, just go read Archbishop Chaput, he's all over it.
But, instead, I have the definition of torture:
Sitting in a closed van with a restless 3 year old that cannot sit still or sit quietly, a crying baby, and a 5 year old boy that has to go to the bathroom while waiting for piano lessons for the older two to finish. There was the option of watching a DVD, but I was trying to save gas and... oh.... well.... another long story having to do with leaving the van running too long and batteries dying and piano teachers being late to pick up their own children....
I thought that it would be a great time to sit and finally finish writing those thank yous. What used to take an afternoon to finish, now takes weeks, wait scratch that, months to complete. Guess I'll have to finish those thank yous another time. It was not prudent to think that this was a good time to write thank you notes. I guess the courage part comes in sitting that long in a van with a restless 3 year old, a 5 year old with an incontinent bladder, and a baby that doesn't like the sun in his eyes.
This. is. so. much. fun!
next up: magnanimity and confidence as we go to play in the park next week instead of waiting in the van.
So, I was planning to write a beautiful, insight-filled post on the virtues of prudence and courage and how we need one with the other, especially as it applies to standing up for our Catholic beliefs in an increasingly secular world. Really, just go read Archbishop Chaput, he's all over it.
But, instead, I have the definition of torture:
Sitting in a closed van with a restless 3 year old that cannot sit still or sit quietly, a crying baby, and a 5 year old boy that has to go to the bathroom while waiting for piano lessons for the older two to finish. There was the option of watching a DVD, but I was trying to save gas and... oh.... well.... another long story having to do with leaving the van running too long and batteries dying and piano teachers being late to pick up their own children....
I thought that it would be a great time to sit and finally finish writing those thank yous. What used to take an afternoon to finish, now takes weeks, wait scratch that, months to complete. Guess I'll have to finish those thank yous another time. It was not prudent to think that this was a good time to write thank you notes. I guess the courage part comes in sitting that long in a van with a restless 3 year old, a 5 year old with an incontinent bladder, and a baby that doesn't like the sun in his eyes.
This. is. so. much. fun!
next up: magnanimity and confidence as we go to play in the park next week instead of waiting in the van.
Friday, October 7, 2011
What'd You Do?
Sigh
I really want to write a spiritual post. I want, no desire, a beautiful homeschool filled family day with smiles and learning and good food and such. Some kind of sign that yes, I am exactly where God wants me to be on this beautiful blustery First Friday Feast of Our Lady of the Rosary. But instead, this is what I have (warning, from Tommy Boy):
Why? Well, because it was what came to mind on my way home from a delightful First Friday Mass with the kids (just us, hubby was at work) and play time for the kids in the gym afterwards. We brought a few treats, and on our way out of the Church, DD1 was carrying the bag with leftover coffee cake in it with explicit instructions from me on how to hold it so that the aluminum tray wouldn't bend in half and the napkins and plates wouldn't fall out. I opened the van doors for her while wrestling with DS3 in my arms and trying to kick DS2 off of hanging on the diaper bag because he was hurting my shoulder (automatic doors are so cool).
But alas, I forgot that it was windy out. Since we haven't been too faithful about keeping the van clean, everything blew out of the van and the kids (bless their little souls) went running all over the parking lot and Church grounds chasing little socks and papers and cups and burp cloths. Right about that time, I noticed DD1 had given DD2 the bag of left over coffee cake. DD2 did not get the memo about how to hold the bag and tray, so I literally leaped over to her (while still wrestling with DS3) to help her, and I managed to let the bag open just enough for all the cute little paper plates I picked out at the grocery store fall out and go flying all over the parking lot and Church grounds. DS3 is squealing in delight at this point; who knows, maybe he'll be a sailor since he seems to like the wind so much (by this time, the blanket that I had so carefully covered him with was nowhere to be seen).
So what does all this have to do with Tommy Boy? Well, when I finally did get to my door to get in and start the van, I opened the door and it practically blew off and all I could think of was that scene from Tommy Boy when Chris Farley tells David Spade, "What'd you do?" when the door falls off. I was laughing out loud all the way home, and the kids kept saying, "Mom, what's so funny?"
There's more. So much more. But the day is young, and I am going to try to retrieve what I can of it. Have a blessed Feast of Our Lady of the Rosary today, and if you think of it say a little prayer for us today, we need it.
I really want to write a spiritual post. I want, no desire, a beautiful homeschool filled family day with smiles and learning and good food and such. Some kind of sign that yes, I am exactly where God wants me to be on this beautiful blustery First Friday Feast of Our Lady of the Rosary. But instead, this is what I have (warning, from Tommy Boy):
Why? Well, because it was what came to mind on my way home from a delightful First Friday Mass with the kids (just us, hubby was at work) and play time for the kids in the gym afterwards. We brought a few treats, and on our way out of the Church, DD1 was carrying the bag with leftover coffee cake in it with explicit instructions from me on how to hold it so that the aluminum tray wouldn't bend in half and the napkins and plates wouldn't fall out. I opened the van doors for her while wrestling with DS3 in my arms and trying to kick DS2 off of hanging on the diaper bag because he was hurting my shoulder (automatic doors are so cool).
But alas, I forgot that it was windy out. Since we haven't been too faithful about keeping the van clean, everything blew out of the van and the kids (bless their little souls) went running all over the parking lot and Church grounds chasing little socks and papers and cups and burp cloths. Right about that time, I noticed DD1 had given DD2 the bag of left over coffee cake. DD2 did not get the memo about how to hold the bag and tray, so I literally leaped over to her (while still wrestling with DS3) to help her, and I managed to let the bag open just enough for all the cute little paper plates I picked out at the grocery store fall out and go flying all over the parking lot and Church grounds. DS3 is squealing in delight at this point; who knows, maybe he'll be a sailor since he seems to like the wind so much (by this time, the blanket that I had so carefully covered him with was nowhere to be seen).
So what does all this have to do with Tommy Boy? Well, when I finally did get to my door to get in and start the van, I opened the door and it practically blew off and all I could think of was that scene from Tommy Boy when Chris Farley tells David Spade, "What'd you do?" when the door falls off. I was laughing out loud all the way home, and the kids kept saying, "Mom, what's so funny?"
There's more. So much more. But the day is young, and I am going to try to retrieve what I can of it. Have a blessed Feast of Our Lady of the Rosary today, and if you think of it say a little prayer for us today, we need it.
Wednesday, October 5, 2011
Wednesday, September 14, 2011
Forward this to 10 friends or else....
Decided this one can wait until after the Memorial of Our Lady of Sorrows. Yesterday was kind of a rough day (coinciding with the Triumph of the Cross) and I wasn't thinking when I posted it last night. Will post it back later in case you missed it!
OK, here it is, back again:
One of the reasons I started blogging, so if anyone wanted to read the cr-- I write, they could do it of their own free will without having to clog up their email account ;)
HT Suzanne on the Smiley Bus and Pretty Moms!
HT Vincenzo on the Weird Al Stop Forwarding that Cr-- to me video
OK, here it is, back again:
One of the reasons I started blogging, so if anyone wanted to read the cr-- I write, they could do it of their own free will without having to clog up their email account ;)
HT Suzanne on the Smiley Bus and Pretty Moms!
HT Vincenzo on the Weird Al Stop Forwarding that Cr-- to me video
Monday, August 8, 2011
Saturday, July 2, 2011
And so it begins.....
Tour de France starts today..... this means I lose my husband in the mornings for awhile.... I won't worry unless he starts racing around the subdivision in his bike, as that may require intervention. Having a biking fan dad means our kids say things like this:
We encounter more and more mountains the farther west we travel. As we are headed through the beautiful winding roads in Wyoming on our way to Montana, our 6 year-old son suddenly shouts from the very back of the minivan, "WE ARE ANDY SCHLECK!!"
To which our 8 year-old daughter says smugly, "Yeah, but it was Alberto Contador who won the race."
:)
UPDATE: And appropriate for the Immaculate Heart of Mary today, from Fr. Z's blog:
We encounter more and more mountains the farther west we travel. As we are headed through the beautiful winding roads in Wyoming on our way to Montana, our 6 year-old son suddenly shouts from the very back of the minivan, "WE ARE ANDY SCHLECK!!"
To which our 8 year-old daughter says smugly, "Yeah, but it was Alberto Contador who won the race."
:)
UPDATE: And appropriate for the Immaculate Heart of Mary today, from Fr. Z's blog:
"At the end of today’s race, there was an aerial shot of some fans touting their pride in the Vendée, which has a place in history that every Catholic should know about.
And I believe that is a papal stemma, the crossed-keys and tiara."
Wednesday, June 22, 2011
I Wish to Have an Argument
Today my husband thinks it's funny to go around acting out the Monty Python skit about going to the argument clinic:
Maybe it's his way of lightening the mood around here while we get ready for visitors this weekend :) We are excited about the visitors, it's just that we wish we didn't have so much cleaning to do.
Maybe it's his way of lightening the mood around here while we get ready for visitors this weekend :) We are excited about the visitors, it's just that we wish we didn't have so much cleaning to do.
Friday, February 25, 2011
Thursday, December 30, 2010
Library Paranoia
After discussing this with a friend who has the same problem, I feel liberated to confess a little problem I have with getting library books turned back in on time. Every time we go to the library (which by the way is a lovely local library the kids love that even has a coffee shop), I feel like there are invisible alarms going off. "There she is again, the one who can never turn in library books on time. Doesn't she have a fine that is due as well?" We make a lot of contributions to the library through this process.
Of course, dear DEAR husband never turns anything in late and won't even go in the library with me, adding to the paranoia. The only time he will get involved is when he can't stand looking at the books piled up by the door to be returned and will actually take them and drop them in the box outside the library. He must think there are hidden alarms that will go off if he walks inside with MY late library books (not his). To be fair, I always have good intentions which is paving a nice road to **** for me in this matter. This is not something I do on purpose, it's just that well, when you have mittens and hats and scarves and coats and shoes flying all over every time we go out the door, the library books just get forgotten in the shuffle. During the summer, I have no excuse that I can think of right now. Maybe that would be a good science project for the kids. Do library books get returned in a more timely manner during the summer? I can see the poster board charts now.
Anyway, my husband's parents were visiting this week and his mom took our oldest daughter to the library to read some books and enjoy the coffee shop. I know, I know, a coffee shop isn't even enough to get me motivated to get the darn books in on time. But I digress. The good news is that all our overdue books were already turned in (by dear husband of course), but I still need to go in and pay the outstanding fine. Dear daughter was going to get a new library card (because she lost hers like 5 years ago, obviously on the same path as her dear DEAR mom). Usually to get a replacement card is $1.00, but by the time she went in they did not have any records of her ever having one, so she needed to start the process all over again, requiring parents to fill out and sign the application. They would not let her grandma access our records in order to protect us. I told DH's mom it was probably a good thing for her because it protected her from the invisible alarms that would have been activated had they opened up my library record (blush). I'm not sure if she was too amused by this ;).
So, what is the point of this post? Nothing really, except that I am failing as a mom to teach my kids responsibility. But we can have a sense of humor about it all, so that must count for something. Anyway, it is almost New Years, and I am not even going to attempt to make a New Years resolution about this. And I don't want to make light of a serious problem that I am sure is the subject of a Parenting magazine article somewhere, "How to raise responsible kids." This article is of course right next to one entitled "How to regulate your body's normal hormonal cycle and not produce any more citizens that cannot turn in library books on time."
Of course, dear DEAR husband never turns anything in late and won't even go in the library with me, adding to the paranoia. The only time he will get involved is when he can't stand looking at the books piled up by the door to be returned and will actually take them and drop them in the box outside the library. He must think there are hidden alarms that will go off if he walks inside with MY late library books (not his). To be fair, I always have good intentions which is paving a nice road to **** for me in this matter. This is not something I do on purpose, it's just that well, when you have mittens and hats and scarves and coats and shoes flying all over every time we go out the door, the library books just get forgotten in the shuffle. During the summer, I have no excuse that I can think of right now. Maybe that would be a good science project for the kids. Do library books get returned in a more timely manner during the summer? I can see the poster board charts now.
Anyway, my husband's parents were visiting this week and his mom took our oldest daughter to the library to read some books and enjoy the coffee shop. I know, I know, a coffee shop isn't even enough to get me motivated to get the darn books in on time. But I digress. The good news is that all our overdue books were already turned in (by dear husband of course), but I still need to go in and pay the outstanding fine. Dear daughter was going to get a new library card (because she lost hers like 5 years ago, obviously on the same path as her dear DEAR mom). Usually to get a replacement card is $1.00, but by the time she went in they did not have any records of her ever having one, so she needed to start the process all over again, requiring parents to fill out and sign the application. They would not let her grandma access our records in order to protect us. I told DH's mom it was probably a good thing for her because it protected her from the invisible alarms that would have been activated had they opened up my library record (blush). I'm not sure if she was too amused by this ;).
So, what is the point of this post? Nothing really, except that I am failing as a mom to teach my kids responsibility. But we can have a sense of humor about it all, so that must count for something. Anyway, it is almost New Years, and I am not even going to attempt to make a New Years resolution about this. And I don't want to make light of a serious problem that I am sure is the subject of a Parenting magazine article somewhere, "How to raise responsible kids." This article is of course right next to one entitled "How to regulate your body's normal hormonal cycle and not produce any more citizens that cannot turn in library books on time."
Wednesday, November 24, 2010
20 Questions
Hi, here's a fun list of questions from Therese over at Aussie Coffee Shop. Join in if you'd like!
1. Sweet or Savoury? both, definitely have a sweet tooth, but have major cravings for savoury
2. Dresses or Jeans? Jeans (like dresses too, but definitely prefer jeans)
3. House or Apartment? House
4. Shop Online or Offline? Online
5. DVDs or Downloads? Both, mainly DVDs, but love Netflix instant view
6. Cocktails or Juice? Juice (I'm pregnant :) ), otherwise beer or wine, not really cocktails
7. Chocolate or Strawberry? CHOCOLATE
8. Laptop or PC? Prefer PC, but use laptop too
9. Magazines or Newspapers? Neither, books are my thing
10. Facebook or Twitter? Neither (blush)
11. CDs or MP3s? CDs but have itunes on our computer
12. Kids or Pets? Kids
13. Macaron or Cupcakes? Cupcakes
14. Walk or Run? Walk, although usually running late, so run (but not a runner, bad knees)
15. Breakfast in Bed or Breakfast Out? Breakfast in bed, definitely!!
16. Market or Supermarket? Supermarket, but would prefer market
17. Sourdough or Grainy? hmmm....either, both are great!
18. Heels or Flats? Flats, used to be heels, but not so coordinated anymore :)
19. Late nights or Not? Late nights when not pregnant
20. Coffee or Tea? Both! not a regular coffee drinker though, more with desserts, drink tea more regularly
1. Sweet or Savoury? both, definitely have a sweet tooth, but have major cravings for savoury
2. Dresses or Jeans? Jeans (like dresses too, but definitely prefer jeans)
3. House or Apartment? House
4. Shop Online or Offline? Online
5. DVDs or Downloads? Both, mainly DVDs, but love Netflix instant view
6. Cocktails or Juice? Juice (I'm pregnant :) ), otherwise beer or wine, not really cocktails
7. Chocolate or Strawberry? CHOCOLATE
8. Laptop or PC? Prefer PC, but use laptop too
9. Magazines or Newspapers? Neither, books are my thing
10. Facebook or Twitter? Neither (blush)
11. CDs or MP3s? CDs but have itunes on our computer
12. Kids or Pets? Kids
13. Macaron or Cupcakes? Cupcakes
14. Walk or Run? Walk, although usually running late, so run (but not a runner, bad knees)
15. Breakfast in Bed or Breakfast Out? Breakfast in bed, definitely!!
16. Market or Supermarket? Supermarket, but would prefer market
17. Sourdough or Grainy? hmmm....either, both are great!
18. Heels or Flats? Flats, used to be heels, but not so coordinated anymore :)
19. Late nights or Not? Late nights when not pregnant
20. Coffee or Tea? Both! not a regular coffee drinker though, more with desserts, drink tea more regularly
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