just a sampling.......
Wednesday, August 27, 2008
While I am waiting.........
I am trying to download pictures on to photobucket to get them on here for you...however, while I am waiting (and by the way, I am not promising they will make it on here tonight...it's late! but I am going to try) I thought I would post a little something.
Today, I go online to check my online account -because I am waiting for my reimbursement check from my trip comes through before the rest of my things do- and I want to see where things are at. There is a strange transaction there. It's not a huge amount...only $12.95. But, it's not mine...I didn't make it. It's for a website called Napster. I am not huge on computer info, or much into the whole techie thing. I have found out though that Napster is a site (for anyone like me who did not know...) where you can buy music downloads. Ya know, for your MP3, or i pod or whatever. I don't own one...not even an Mp3. So, why would I go there and buy.....espescially almost $13 worth?! So, I had to contact the bank, have them cancel my card, reissue a new one, and wait to see what they find since I have diputed this transaction. Should be fun.
On another note....every time I go back into my photobucket tab, it kicks me out of blogger. I have one thing going for me...no one can ever call me a GEEK. Though anymore, I think that's a compliment...(roll eyes here...)
Before I finish this up, I want to wish Alayna a HAPPY BIRTHDAY!! Though here it's not your birthday yet, I hope you are celebrating your little heart out! I love you!
On a final note before I go back to photobucket...
I have not done a Thursday Thought for awhile, so here you go.....
Today, I go online to check my online account -because I am waiting for my reimbursement check from my trip comes through before the rest of my things do- and I want to see where things are at. There is a strange transaction there. It's not a huge amount...only $12.95. But, it's not mine...I didn't make it. It's for a website called Napster. I am not huge on computer info, or much into the whole techie thing. I have found out though that Napster is a site (for anyone like me who did not know...) where you can buy music downloads. Ya know, for your MP3, or i pod or whatever. I don't own one...not even an Mp3. So, why would I go there and buy.....espescially almost $13 worth?! So, I had to contact the bank, have them cancel my card, reissue a new one, and wait to see what they find since I have diputed this transaction. Should be fun.
On another note....every time I go back into my photobucket tab, it kicks me out of blogger. I have one thing going for me...no one can ever call me a GEEK. Though anymore, I think that's a compliment...(roll eyes here...)
Before I finish this up, I want to wish Alayna a HAPPY BIRTHDAY!! Though here it's not your birthday yet, I hope you are celebrating your little heart out! I love you!
On a final note before I go back to photobucket...
I have not done a Thursday Thought for awhile, so here you go.....
"The men who followed Him (Jesus) were unique in their generation. They turned the world upside down because their hearts had been turned right side up. The world has never been the same." ~ Billy Graham
Sunday, August 24, 2008
A new post AND pictures....don't faint from the shock!
I was going to post some pictures on here, but not only is my computer giving me greif, my daughter is trying to make cookies on her own, asking me a dozen questions while she is doing it, and my son has a friend over and he needs a million different things. I thought with them both occupied, I could sit down and "play" for a bit.....update my blog, add some much awaited pics, check email, whatever. But, all I am getting is frustration. Not too mention all the work that I have to catch up on because I was gone all but Friday of this last week, out of town for training is all going through my head. I am exhausted, and anxious. My job, as I have mentioned before, is going to be changing, and starting this week, my hours change. I am not really looking forward to it, but feel stuck.
Anyway, this is not where I planned to take this post today.
So, my last post, I was saying that I would be taking Jordan to the Corbin Bleu concert, and would post pictures if I could. Well, the concert was a lot of fun, and we waited around, and waited around, and she ended up with an autograph and a picture with him. (From his opening act- Justin Stein, too.) It was a lot of fun, and I would love to share the pics with you, but am fed up trying to get them on here right now.
Last Saturday we joined in the fun of the World Pulse Festivel. A conglomeration of 5 groups for a free concert, the only catch being no coolers or outside food allowed, which makes for a pretty hefty bill for food and drink. We were blessed enough to join another family for sandwiches by their van, but being close to 90* put it necessary for lots of fluids. We watched C3, Mandissa, Skillet, Toby Mac, and Casting Crowns. Lots of fun, but very, very hot. There is no shade where it is held, and I ended up sunsick and a bit dehydrated anyway. But, the kids were fine, and had a good time, though Josiah said next year he will stay home.
This week, I was gone for training all week, came home Thursday night. Saturday, Josiah had a football scrimmage all morning long. They played half field games , 2 going at the same time, and then changing teams. I have to say I was a bit disappointed since he played a total of less than a minute for the 3 games they played. They put him in the 1st game for one play, then the second game for 1 play, and not at all the 3rd game. It was a long time to sit, and early getting up for that. It was pretty hard to get him there in the first place because he would have liked to stay in bed and watch cartoons, but I told him he had to go, then he didn't get played. I realize this is his first year, but how can one learn if they are not helped along the way? How is sitting on the sidelines going to do any good? I kept this to myself as he came off the field, and told him he did a good job while he was out there and I was proud of him. I was. He got up, went, and was involved, if only watching.
My brother helped me, so I think I can post some pics....some are from our trip to the water park, some from Corbin Bleu, and there may be some other miscellaneous things I toss on here....enjoy!
(and now that I have you on the edge of your seat, I can't get the stupid pics to download.....I will try again later this week.....sorry!)
Anyway, this is not where I planned to take this post today.
So, my last post, I was saying that I would be taking Jordan to the Corbin Bleu concert, and would post pictures if I could. Well, the concert was a lot of fun, and we waited around, and waited around, and she ended up with an autograph and a picture with him. (From his opening act- Justin Stein, too.) It was a lot of fun, and I would love to share the pics with you, but am fed up trying to get them on here right now.
Last Saturday we joined in the fun of the World Pulse Festivel. A conglomeration of 5 groups for a free concert, the only catch being no coolers or outside food allowed, which makes for a pretty hefty bill for food and drink. We were blessed enough to join another family for sandwiches by their van, but being close to 90* put it necessary for lots of fluids. We watched C3, Mandissa, Skillet, Toby Mac, and Casting Crowns. Lots of fun, but very, very hot. There is no shade where it is held, and I ended up sunsick and a bit dehydrated anyway. But, the kids were fine, and had a good time, though Josiah said next year he will stay home.
This week, I was gone for training all week, came home Thursday night. Saturday, Josiah had a football scrimmage all morning long. They played half field games , 2 going at the same time, and then changing teams. I have to say I was a bit disappointed since he played a total of less than a minute for the 3 games they played. They put him in the 1st game for one play, then the second game for 1 play, and not at all the 3rd game. It was a long time to sit, and early getting up for that. It was pretty hard to get him there in the first place because he would have liked to stay in bed and watch cartoons, but I told him he had to go, then he didn't get played. I realize this is his first year, but how can one learn if they are not helped along the way? How is sitting on the sidelines going to do any good? I kept this to myself as he came off the field, and told him he did a good job while he was out there and I was proud of him. I was. He got up, went, and was involved, if only watching.
My brother helped me, so I think I can post some pics....some are from our trip to the water park, some from Corbin Bleu, and there may be some other miscellaneous things I toss on here....enjoy!
(and now that I have you on the edge of your seat, I can't get the stupid pics to download.....I will try again later this week.....sorry!)
Tuesday, August 12, 2008
continuing in the chaos....
Wow...I guess it has been awhile! I know I said I would have some pictures to post, but let's face it...I am not that patient when it comes to getting on here, and it's a miracle in itself that I am here at all. So, we will leave it at that tonight, and perhaps someday I will just empty my camera's memory on here, and I will have a "wordless" post. (Keep in mind, I did say someday, so don't hold your breath...you may pass out.)
This is one of those months where you breath in to try to catch a breath and then, you breathe out and it is half over. I can't believe it is the 12th already!! Kids will be heading back to school soon, the Upwards soccer will be starting next week, and rocket football has begun. (Josiah looks too cute in his football pads!) Of course, with that comes my favorite time of year, so I am excited. The other day I found this fabulous sweater on clearance, in autumn colors, and it was very hard not to wear it. But, I thought with temps in the 80's, I might be in a puddle by the time the day was over. We have had some strange weather lately however. Saturday, we were out at a reunion, and it was rather chilly. A few people had blankets or sweatshirts in the cars, and put them on. Next thing you knew, it was a downpour in rain, and then after the rain, it warmed up a little. Sunday was beautiful, and the breeze kept it cool, which is more my type of weather.
There is a lot of changes taking place in at my office in the next couple of weeks. I am a bit nervous about them for the most part. I have a hard enough time liking my job as it is. I wish I could say it would be minor changes, but these are pretty massive. In fact, it will almost be a completely different job. Let's say a change in management, hours, the basic structure (due to the whole "new management" thing), a change in benefits. The new management is very nice. It's just the whole idea. Let's say the fear of the unknown. I always said that I liked change. And, in many things I do. I relish it. And perhaps this will help the way I feel about my job. Maybe I will enjoy it more. It scares me though that I may enjoy it even less. I will keep you updated on that situation.
Today while I was at lunch, I was hit pretty hard with the fact that I miss my kids. I don't know where it came from, it just hit. I mean, I see them every night, but I don't feel like I really see them. I was a stay at home mom for 7 years, and though I had my days that I wished I worked outside of the home, I liked being with them. I would be there now, if I could. I always hoped I could be active in their school stuff and be home when they got off the bus, and their friends could hang out at our house. Life is what it is, and I am willing to accept that I am here for now. Doesn't mean I have to like it. The feeling just made me whiny about the situation.
Tomorrow, I am taking Jordan to a Corbin Bleu concert. He is one of the guys in High School Musical. I bought the tickets months ago. I am leaving work early, and we are going. She is excited. I told Josiah that perhaps him and I could go to a football game later this fall. (Now I just have to find a way to get the tickets.)
Next week I am out of town for work. It is one of those mixed emotion things. The above feelings (missing my kids), mixed with I get a hotel room by myself, can go to dinner wherever I want, and it's all paid for. It's hard to complain too much. But, I really will miss my kids, and would rather be home with them, if I could.
This has been a kind of cool thing.....the last few weeks, we have finally gotten a web cam and service set up so that we can chat with my brother and family. The kids have totally enjoyed it, and we have a day that we have set to talk with them when they first get out of bed in the morning, while we are eating dinner in the evening. It's been fun to have this type of communication. We are praying for them as they are trying to get their long term missionary visas approved so that they do not have to make a 6 hour trip every couple of months and pay the crazy fee to keep the short term visa going. (the VISA version of Calvinball, as my brother would say.) So, please pray that it will all come together. (If you would like to read more of their adventures, or just a better explanation of Calvinball, check out http://www.Garden-of-Grace.blogspot.com.)
This is one of those months where you breath in to try to catch a breath and then, you breathe out and it is half over. I can't believe it is the 12th already!! Kids will be heading back to school soon, the Upwards soccer will be starting next week, and rocket football has begun. (Josiah looks too cute in his football pads!) Of course, with that comes my favorite time of year, so I am excited. The other day I found this fabulous sweater on clearance, in autumn colors, and it was very hard not to wear it. But, I thought with temps in the 80's, I might be in a puddle by the time the day was over. We have had some strange weather lately however. Saturday, we were out at a reunion, and it was rather chilly. A few people had blankets or sweatshirts in the cars, and put them on. Next thing you knew, it was a downpour in rain, and then after the rain, it warmed up a little. Sunday was beautiful, and the breeze kept it cool, which is more my type of weather.
There is a lot of changes taking place in at my office in the next couple of weeks. I am a bit nervous about them for the most part. I have a hard enough time liking my job as it is. I wish I could say it would be minor changes, but these are pretty massive. In fact, it will almost be a completely different job. Let's say a change in management, hours, the basic structure (due to the whole "new management" thing), a change in benefits. The new management is very nice. It's just the whole idea. Let's say the fear of the unknown. I always said that I liked change. And, in many things I do. I relish it. And perhaps this will help the way I feel about my job. Maybe I will enjoy it more. It scares me though that I may enjoy it even less. I will keep you updated on that situation.
Today while I was at lunch, I was hit pretty hard with the fact that I miss my kids. I don't know where it came from, it just hit. I mean, I see them every night, but I don't feel like I really see them. I was a stay at home mom for 7 years, and though I had my days that I wished I worked outside of the home, I liked being with them. I would be there now, if I could. I always hoped I could be active in their school stuff and be home when they got off the bus, and their friends could hang out at our house. Life is what it is, and I am willing to accept that I am here for now. Doesn't mean I have to like it. The feeling just made me whiny about the situation.
Tomorrow, I am taking Jordan to a Corbin Bleu concert. He is one of the guys in High School Musical. I bought the tickets months ago. I am leaving work early, and we are going. She is excited. I told Josiah that perhaps him and I could go to a football game later this fall. (Now I just have to find a way to get the tickets.)
Next week I am out of town for work. It is one of those mixed emotion things. The above feelings (missing my kids), mixed with I get a hotel room by myself, can go to dinner wherever I want, and it's all paid for. It's hard to complain too much. But, I really will miss my kids, and would rather be home with them, if I could.
This has been a kind of cool thing.....the last few weeks, we have finally gotten a web cam and service set up so that we can chat with my brother and family. The kids have totally enjoyed it, and we have a day that we have set to talk with them when they first get out of bed in the morning, while we are eating dinner in the evening. It's been fun to have this type of communication. We are praying for them as they are trying to get their long term missionary visas approved so that they do not have to make a 6 hour trip every couple of months and pay the crazy fee to keep the short term visa going. (the VISA version of Calvinball, as my brother would say.) So, please pray that it will all come together. (If you would like to read more of their adventures, or just a better explanation of Calvinball, check out http://www.Garden-of-Grace.blogspot.com.)
Wednesday, July 30, 2008
A day away
I am so excited. It's such a small thing really, but nevertheless, I am excited! My children and I (just the 3 of us!!) are going away for a night. It is only a night and it is not very far, but it is just us! It is much needed. We are going to a hotel that has an indoor water park and we will be staying the night. The kids are ecstatic. I am taking my the last remenants of my personal time and leaving early tomorrow and staying through Friday. We will make our way back, with no hurry, and relax and enjoy. I am looking forward to getting away, and getting away with them. I think this will be fun too! I even bought a bathing suit- which was not a fun ordeal. I haven't bought one in years, and am not so sure that I am glad that I now have one, other than it will be fun to join my kids. I will be sure to take my camera, and maybe even take a moment or two to share in the photos when I return. (None of me in the above mentioned suit, thanks!)
Thursday, July 24, 2008
guest post-nkotb
Hey! Kris here, I came across this acrticle and thought it was too funny. It was, in fact, Ronnie and I about oh, 17 (let's see, 33 minus 17, hmm, ya that's right!!) years ago. We were just a bit older and actually got to go to the concerts alone. (I would NEVER allow my daughter to go to a concert unaccompanied by an adult!!) Ronnies favorite was/is Donnie, mine was/is Danny. Enjoy!!...
Donnie Wahlberg is 38 years old. 38. And I think Danny Wood is even older.
I don’t know why I should be so shocked. After all, I’m thirtysomething, too.
I’m thirtysomething, and I’m going to buy New Kids on the Block tickets and go see them when they come through Houston in October as part of their reunion tour.
The first time I saw the New Kids perform was on January 8, 1990 (a date committed to memory). The show was at the Capital Centre in Landover, Maryland (now demolished), and I was 13 years old. I wore fresh white Keds with no laces, frosted pink lipstick from the drugstore, and I sat next to my BFF forever, Lisa (now a mother and nurse practitioner). With my own babysitting money, I bought a black baseball cap with neon green and pink lettering on the front that spelled out New Kids on the Block. Lisa bought a Donnie T-shirt.
My dad took us.
That night, Lisa violently hit my left thigh over and over, blissfully screaming for Donnie Wahlberg, who was roughly two football fields away from us. I hollered for Joey McIntyre (birthday December 31, middle name Mulrey). Lisa’s punching left a bruise on my leg the size of a dinner plate, and in gym the next day, I told everyone I’d run into my bedpost. (At my suburban Catholic school, it wasn’t cool to like the New Kids.)
When I found out NKOTB were getting back together, I called Lisa and started laughing and screaming at the same time. I went to their Web site. I watched them perform on Rockefeller Plaza during their appearance on “The Today Show,” and when the first notes of “Step by Step” hit my ears, I felt little warm tears form in my eyes, no joke.
Once, almost 20 years ago, I saved gossip-filled notes written during class with purple ink on pink pages ripped from pink spiral notebooks. I spent hours in my bedroom on my very own phone that I’d totally had to beg for, a phone I’d decorated with bright red nail polish, a phone that I clung to even as my mother picked up the extension and said, “You’ve been on LONG ENOUGH!” I did MASH over and over again until my future life had me married to Joey McIntyre, living in a mansion, driving a red Mustang, and mothering four daughters named Savannah, Delilah, Alabama and Victoria. (As for career, I considered fashion designer or interior designer, natch.) When Lisa and I got together for sleepovers, we ate raw cookie dough straight from the tube without thinking about calories, stayed up late to watch “Friday Night Videos,” traded posters from BOP, The Big Bopper, Tiger Beat and 16, and believed with every cell in our bodies that We Would One Day Meet Donnie and Joey And They Would Marry Us.
We believed it. We believed it like we believed in God.
Flash forward and now I’m thirtysomething. I’m married to Mr. Pop Rocks, who is not Joey McIntyre, but who gently refers to my New Kids love as “kind of the way I feel about Alice Cooper.” I have a mortgage, life insurance, and the only kind of “interior designing” I have done recently is pick out two couches at Star Furniture Outlet. Oh, and I’m only now contemplating motherhood (probably much too late to pop out four).
Why do we hang on to elements of our youth? It’s not like I’m not happy now. Of course I am. I’m as happy as the proverbial clam, most of the time. But I suppose that there isn’t really anything that compares with the pure, unadulterated and totally awesome sensation of seeing the group you totally love with all your heart and soul and devote your every waking minute to live on stage as your BFF slaps you over and over, equally stunned with excitement. Like the first swallow of raw cookie dough on a Friday night, like the first time you read good gossip on pink paper ripped from a spiral, youth means something because the first time – good or bad – is always the most memorable.
Of course, I’m banking on the second time ranking pretty high up there, too. Which is why I am totally going to buy tickets to see the New Kids on the Block. And I can’t freaking wait! – Jennifer Mathieu
OH! and btw-we already bought our tickets! October 4th, Chicago here we come!!!!
Donnie Wahlberg is 38 years old. 38. And I think Danny Wood is even older.
I don’t know why I should be so shocked. After all, I’m thirtysomething, too.
I’m thirtysomething, and I’m going to buy New Kids on the Block tickets and go see them when they come through Houston in October as part of their reunion tour.
The first time I saw the New Kids perform was on January 8, 1990 (a date committed to memory). The show was at the Capital Centre in Landover, Maryland (now demolished), and I was 13 years old. I wore fresh white Keds with no laces, frosted pink lipstick from the drugstore, and I sat next to my BFF forever, Lisa (now a mother and nurse practitioner). With my own babysitting money, I bought a black baseball cap with neon green and pink lettering on the front that spelled out New Kids on the Block. Lisa bought a Donnie T-shirt.
My dad took us.
That night, Lisa violently hit my left thigh over and over, blissfully screaming for Donnie Wahlberg, who was roughly two football fields away from us. I hollered for Joey McIntyre (birthday December 31, middle name Mulrey). Lisa’s punching left a bruise on my leg the size of a dinner plate, and in gym the next day, I told everyone I’d run into my bedpost. (At my suburban Catholic school, it wasn’t cool to like the New Kids.)
When I found out NKOTB were getting back together, I called Lisa and started laughing and screaming at the same time. I went to their Web site. I watched them perform on Rockefeller Plaza during their appearance on “The Today Show,” and when the first notes of “Step by Step” hit my ears, I felt little warm tears form in my eyes, no joke.
Once, almost 20 years ago, I saved gossip-filled notes written during class with purple ink on pink pages ripped from pink spiral notebooks. I spent hours in my bedroom on my very own phone that I’d totally had to beg for, a phone I’d decorated with bright red nail polish, a phone that I clung to even as my mother picked up the extension and said, “You’ve been on LONG ENOUGH!” I did MASH over and over again until my future life had me married to Joey McIntyre, living in a mansion, driving a red Mustang, and mothering four daughters named Savannah, Delilah, Alabama and Victoria. (As for career, I considered fashion designer or interior designer, natch.) When Lisa and I got together for sleepovers, we ate raw cookie dough straight from the tube without thinking about calories, stayed up late to watch “Friday Night Videos,” traded posters from BOP, The Big Bopper, Tiger Beat and 16, and believed with every cell in our bodies that We Would One Day Meet Donnie and Joey And They Would Marry Us.
We believed it. We believed it like we believed in God.
Flash forward and now I’m thirtysomething. I’m married to Mr. Pop Rocks, who is not Joey McIntyre, but who gently refers to my New Kids love as “kind of the way I feel about Alice Cooper.” I have a mortgage, life insurance, and the only kind of “interior designing” I have done recently is pick out two couches at Star Furniture Outlet. Oh, and I’m only now contemplating motherhood (probably much too late to pop out four).
Why do we hang on to elements of our youth? It’s not like I’m not happy now. Of course I am. I’m as happy as the proverbial clam, most of the time. But I suppose that there isn’t really anything that compares with the pure, unadulterated and totally awesome sensation of seeing the group you totally love with all your heart and soul and devote your every waking minute to live on stage as your BFF slaps you over and over, equally stunned with excitement. Like the first swallow of raw cookie dough on a Friday night, like the first time you read good gossip on pink paper ripped from a spiral, youth means something because the first time – good or bad – is always the most memorable.
Of course, I’m banking on the second time ranking pretty high up there, too. Which is why I am totally going to buy tickets to see the New Kids on the Block. And I can’t freaking wait! – Jennifer Mathieu
OH! and btw-we already bought our tickets! October 4th, Chicago here we come!!!!
Monday, July 21, 2008
Wear are you?
FREE
HUGS
This is a shirt I read tonight I while I was at the store picking up cat food and milk. I have to admit it gave me lots to think about on the way home. I wondered what the guy (a rather cute young guy) would think if I took him up on the offer?! I honestly thought about going back, just to find out. It was too funny, thinking about some of the people that you may see on an ordinary day deciding to take that free hug.....after all, everyone can use a hug now and then, right?!.....
I wonder how quickly he would have burned it!!
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