Saturday, January 10, 2009
A Clerihew for Tim...
Is looking rather grim.
As this project takes longer than expected,
He gets increasingly frustrated and dejected.
(you can revisit this old post for a history of the clerihew...tell Sir Humphrey I said hi...)
Friday, January 9, 2009
Kitchen Demolition
Wednesday, January 7, 2009
More Gratefulness
More things I'm thankful for:
- a working computer
- grapefruit (gosh, I do love grapefruit)
- great homeschool textbooks that do the hardest part of the work for me
- my husband!
- space heaters and slippers and other warm things (it's really cold and bleak today!)
Saturday, January 3, 2009
Gratefulness
- Long, hot showers with pleasant-smelling soap and shampoo
- Old photographs
- Kids who sleep late
- Hot, sweet, strong black tea
- My chiropractor
- A January full of birthdays to keep the winter doldrums at bay
- Maternity clothes
- Elbows (this one is weird, but can you imagine how difficult everything would be if you didn't have elbows?)
Thank you, Lord...Amen.
Friday, January 2, 2009
Tim's Bathroom Update
Monday, December 29, 2008
maybe...someday?
Monday, July 14, 2008
Monday, March 3, 2008
Our Dream Come True
It's official and I can finally share our big news! We're going to be moving. It's been a long time in the works, but suffice it to say that we will be renting and remodeling a farmhouse on the Loyalsock Creek, 12 miles north of civilization. The house sits on a cleared lot about 400 yards away from the creek, and is surrounded by timberland. You can't see a neighbor from anywhere in or around the house -- a far cry from our tiny city property with streets and alleys on three sides! The hiking and fishing opportunities here are endless. The landlords are fine with us using the outbuildings, having animals (chickens are definitely in the plan) and planting a big garden, and we're looking forward to the significant lifestyle change that this move will bring.Thursday, February 7, 2008
Wednesday, February 6, 2008
More Cards - Mojo Madness 22
Sunday, February 3, 2008
Weekend Sketch Challenge
This may be just what I needed to get inspired to blog more. I've started using the sketch challenges from SplitCoast and its contributors to inspire my stamping. I completed Beate's Weekend Sketch Challenge yesterday and like it enough to post and share.All stamps are from the One of a Kind set. Base is Ruby Red; also includes So Saffron, More Mustard, Ballet Blue and DP is Passionnant by Francis Meyer (I love this!). Background on the So Saffron is the trio of flowers stamped in More Mustard. I stamped the medallion in Encore Metallic Green and embossed it with Enchanted Gold. Medallions are raised with dimensionals. The 1/2" blue center medallion is also stamped in metallic green, with brushed metal red brads in the center. The tag is the sentiment from One of a Kind, clipped on to 1/4" rust organdy ribbon with a brass swirl clip from Hodgepodge Hardware.
The original sketch called for three embellishments down the left side but I kept trying different things and nothing suited -- they just detracted from the medallions. So I decided to skip them. Overall, I'm very pleased! I struggled with the tag; I don't have any good punches and I haven't historically been happy with my tag efforts. But it works for this card. The stamping on the saffron side busied it up a little, but it was too blah without anything. And the medallions have an awesome holographic sheen. I enjoyed playing around with this sketch!
Monday, January 28, 2008
Goodbye, Cooper
Cooper left us last Monday, January 21, and made his way to the Rainbow Bridge. We'll miss you, buddy.
Cooper joined our family rather unexpectedly last March -- I was at the SPCA "just visiting the kitties" with Juliana when I noticed this little grey-muzzled guy in his own x-pen in the main lobby. He looked AWFUL. He was dirty, matted and so weak that he could barely lift his head when I walked up to him. I talked to the staff a little bit about him -- he was a stray, brought in from the edge of the county; no one had any idea how long he'd been wandering or what his issues were, and no one seemed particularly concerned about him. He was headed out (and not via the front door) if he wasn't adopted in the next day or so -- no one was holding out much hope for finding a home for this tired and sick senior citizen. I brought Tim and Tigger (our alpha female) back to meet him that evening and took him home for good the next day.
Cooper was in such deplorable physical condition that we honestly expected to have him for a few short weeks. The vet couldn't pin down an age but suspected the 9-10 year range given the condition of his teeth. Coop could barely stand due to the complete lack of muscle tone in his back legs. He wouldn't chew dry food, so we started him on kibble soaked in broth, with added thyroid meds and a needed supplement for his liver function. He would hobble across the floor until his feet slid out from under him, and then he would just give up and rest wherever he fell. After a few weeks we discovered that he wasn't just ignoring us -- he was actually completely deaf. Over time we developed a rather simplistic system of signals...stomp on the floor to get his attention, then a big wave this way if you want him to come toward you, or a big wave that way if you're trying to shoo him out the door. Easy but effective, as long as you weren't hoping for speed.
He got along fine with the other dogs, never even glanced at the cats, and was an absolute doll with the kids. He was a quiet little presence in the house -- not so much like a dog as just a small, tired soul in a furry package. There were a number of times that we thought we'd lost him -- he slept so soundly, presumably because he couldn't hear, that you had to touch him to wake him up. A few times he took a little longer to come out of his naps and we really thought he'd passed away.
After a few months he seemed to perk up a little -- his tail would wag for a few seconds, and he would almost seem to get up to a trot when making his way from the back room (where the dogs are kenneled) to the backyard. He managed to get up and down the back steps, albeit slowly and with a few wobbles. But for a few months, he seemed to be turning a corner.
Unfortunately, this winter proved too much for his already weakened system. He started to fail rapidly around Christmas and by last week he had stopped eating. His eyes were cloudy and he seemed to be having difficulty focusing. He would still tolerate being petted, but how much of that was just being too weak to protest...? I'll never know. We took him to see Dr. Dave last Monday and made the difficult decision to let him go. God bless our wonderful vet for his perfect mix of compassion and professionalism...he is the very best. I hope to pick up Cooper's ashes sometime this week. I'm not sure yet what I'll do with them -- I would like to take him with us when we move out to the country this summer. He would have liked it there.
He was a charming boy who was with us for too short a time, but he brought us a lot of joy. I will miss him always. Blessed be, dear Cooper, now and everafter...and thank you for being a part of our lives.
Thursday, January 24, 2008
Baby Steps
I also want to thank Amanda for recommending www.doortodoororganics.com. We received our first shipment of produce yesterday and it's wonderful. Reasonably priced, fresh and yummy, and 100% organic (now if only it didn't have to be shipped...!
It's just baby steps, but it's helping.
Thursday, January 17, 2008
Christmas Photos
Saturday, December 8, 2007
Will I Ever Blog Again?
On another note, today is Bailey Belle's 11th birthday. She stole a pound of butter out of a grocery bag and ate it all on Thursday, and spent most of Friday under the couch, puking up greasy slime onto the carpet. I'm relieved to see that her senior status is not slowing her down at all.
Tuesday, October 30, 2007
Skating
Friday, October 26, 2007
A Washout at the Zoo
a good deal of time in the indoor exhibiis, seeing more here than we ever have before. The volunteers were very eager to share! We were able to speak with volunteers and zookeepers about a number of species -- the naked mole rats were particularly amusing, but we also got to see the spotted spiny lobster being fed, learn about leafcutter ants, see a capybara skull up close and learn more than we ever cared to know about elephant dung. And it
with some kind of cookie treats -- as he rolled it across the floor, the snacks fell out and he scarfed them up. Ordinarily we're lucky to see one member of the giant panda family at a distance, but we saw them all up very close yesterday. It was a great experience. Our girls have a special fondness for these beautiful ambassadors from China, and we love any encounter we have with them. Yesterday was extra-special panda time.
very pouty; she kept rolling away from the girls, tossing hay around and flopping down on her side as if she couldn't get comfortable. Bonnie and Kiko were more interactive -- the girls played peek-a-boo with them and they seemed engaged for quite a few minutes. When we got to the Great Ape House, we had a nice visit with Lucy and also saw Kyle. I am so enamored of these amazing creatures, with their expressive faces, distinct personalities and beautiful coloring, and I would spend my
entire time at the zoo observing them if my family would let me.Tuesday, October 23, 2007
A Beaverful...uh, BEAUTIFUL...weekend
Friday it rained. It did not "blow over," they were not "passing showers," and I did not "have fun." I have very little more to say about Friday. I'm still shivering.
Ok, so there were some short breaks in between downpours. And we got to see some lovely places (when we weren't shielding our eyes from offensive rotting gutpiles left right on the trail by inconsiderate hunters).
Stonefly hates snakes, and welcomes any opportunity to poke a large stick into a suspicious snakey-looking hole.
We stayed Friday night in State College, and met trueindigo, RGBisMe, PAPaddler, HunterJumper and DaBraLady on Friday evening in Millheim for dinner at the Millheim Hotel, which is apparently renowned for it bathtub salad bar and balcony parties and puddin'. Dinner was good, drinks were yummy and the company was raucous. Couldn't ask for more.
Saturday took us to the campus of PSU. After a brief stop for nourishment of the tea-and-chocolate-roll kind at Panera, we began our marathon boxing adventure. Our heartfelt thanks to the CLPE for a spectacular expedition, complete with shuttle service. Stonefly had us anally...um, AMAZINGLY...well-organized, so things went quickly and smoothly, albeit with a lot of paper shuffling (I'm thinking a PDA for Christmas so he can just upload his clues and look like an even bigger nerd). HunterJumper's maps looked kind of pathetic next to Stonefly's "atlas."
"A says ah-ah-ah... B says buh-buh-buh..."
Stonefly: "Uh, FOLKS? We've been sitting here for 6.3 seconds. We're on a tight schedule here. Places to see, boxes to find. Let's move it along."
Stonefly: "Once again, people...less standing, more walking. Less talking, more boxing. HUP two three four. This is not on my schedule. Move it. Let's GO."
PA Paddler, "sportin' wood." Bittersweet wood at that. Ew.
Pirates! Ok, just one pirate. But he commands a tight ship. And his stamps are beautifully carved for one without opposable thumbs.
Yes, that is really an escaped cow standing in front of the Bryce Jordan Center. Yes, we chased it from Medlar Field all the way up and around Beaver Stadium and onto the BJC lawn (and yes, HunterJumper's ankle swelled up like a softball after that). Yes, it really did knock RGBisMe down. And no, I don't know what finally happened to the cow. But it was fun while it lasted. And the Cow Tails were delicious.
Whoa...back off, lady! I'm a happily married man.
Which way is north?
Local legend holds that if a virgin ever walks by this obelisk, it will fall to the ground. In a heap of giggling, adolescent silliness.
A few disclaimers:
- I have never hung around a laser vision correction center. I am not that kind of girl.
- I didn't know what the green shirts meant. Honest.
- I have been fervently trying to recreate the Otto's red wine slushie since Saturday. Two days and four bottles later, I have determined that swishing copious amounts of cold Nittany Mountain Red wine around in your mouth is not the same. But it's been fun trying.
- I have never taken part in the molestation of anyone's shadow. But I'm ashamed to say I've laughed really, really hard while watching it happen.
- Kitty porn. Need I say more?
All in all, a fabulous weekend that makes me long for the days when my kids are grown and my time is my own again. It was so nice hanging out with grown-ups -- even when they act like naughty teenagers! Thanks for a great time, everyone. Can't wait till the spring event. Wonder what kind of guaranteed spontaneous event we can expect next time?

