a little white lie

"Can I ask you a few questions for a quick survey?"
"Uh..."
"It'll only take about ten minutes."
"OK."
...
44 minutes and 57 seconds later we're done.

(timed by my lovely new phone that I got replaced for free because it got dropped too many times and no longer worked and the warranty was extended so they replaced it for free and I didn't like their choice of replacement so now I picked out my favorite and now have a lovely new phone with a built in answering machine which you should call and leave a message in 'cause it's so much better than voice mail and plus it saves me 8.95 per month) I hang up.

Good thing I multitask. I should have hung up at the ten minute interval. Maybe next time when I'm feeling less generous.

I did, however, get a lot of satisfaction out of the phone call...since 25 minutes into it the surveyor was getting frustrated because her co-workers were all going home but she had to finish up with me first.

It wasn't mine fault though.

*chuckle chuckle*

Battery Power

A typical domestic scene...
one that you've been missing for ages,
and craving for desperately...
and now you have it!
Yay for new batteries!
I intend to get rechargeable ones, as per a lovely suggestion...but I didn't stumble on any while I was cruising the isles at Walmart today, so I'll just have to wait 'til I come across some, OR GET REALLY FRUSTRATED and actually make a special trip just for batteries. NOT LIKELY though. I'd have to be at melting point to do that.

Some seasonal sugar anyone?



Do you really think they need the extra energy?


Perhaps I do though...I'm looking pretty gorgeous and energetic here. I just had to show off my painful battle-zone of a chin here. Had an attack of the teenage-hood once again. I'm very excited about the zits and felt like telling the world.
Your welcome. :)

And here's some pictures I for the grandparents of these ever-so-cute children in their typical get-on-with-the-camera-already poses.




Coloring time must be closely monitored. As soon as any crayon falls on the floor my 9.5 month old attempts to ingest it. Hence the hovering zebra and slender arm in the background.





This is a natural pose for Matthew--he's ogling the action. Camera isn't exciting enough these days it seems.


Mommy Melanie bossing around her baby Nathan.


This is the first roll of fabric. It arrived today.
No more excuses!!
Curtains curtains, here we come!
(They may take ages to make...but they'll come...we hope)

I'm answering a dreadfully boring phone survey now...so I can't think anymore about what to say. Good night!!

Wow.

Just took care of six kids under six from six 'til six.
(Actually, from seven 'til four...but that doesn't sound as bad. ;) )

It actually was fun!

But I don't think I'd want to babysit so many kids for five days a week I guess I'll disband all my self-employed-home-run-daycare plans that I was going to implement next week. Hopefully all the parents and kids won't be too disappointed.

Fabric

My fabric is in!! It just needs to be measured correctly (my original yardage was way out) *blush* and shipped here. YAY!

Time for me to get my project plan fine tuned, and then DO IT!!

I'm getting nervous!

Maybe I can't sew a straight line after all.
Maybe I'll make a big mistake and sew it all sideways.
Maybe my machine will blow up in my face and spew out parts at me.
Maybe I'll cut everything the wrong size and waste all the fabric.
Maybe I'll sew my fingers instead.
Ouch.
Or maybe just maybe
everything will turn out.

Batteries

Batteries, batteries.
I need batteries.

Anger is "an emotional state that varies in intensity from mild irritation to intense fury and rage,"

You may have a guess at the intensity.

Right now I can't upload any pictures. First of all, I'm on the Unix half of our computer (more commonly known as Phil's side). I can't figure out how to get pictures up on this side...far too complex for a gal like me who has NO experience with anything even as basic as DOS. And there's graphical user interface for me yet...apparently he's working on it... So the back up plan is to reboot and do it on our Windows half of the computer...but unfortunately by the time I gave up the camera batteries are dead. And we have no more undead AA batteries left. Our camera eats them in a few days, or with minimal use, it only takes a week. Besides, I'm not even sure if I have any new pictures to astound you with. ((anyone want to get me a new camera?))

ANYWAYS...the point is:

now
I
am
ANGRY!!

Just what are you laughing at?

I was calmly enjoying my lunch when two kids kept laughing and laughing. By the volume coming from their direction, it was something worth seeing...


When I peered around to see what was so funny, whatever it was, was gone.

By the way, isn't that sweater SO fashionable! I think I look a bit like Raphael here, don't you?

On the subject of red sweaters, YES the one Matthew was wearing is indeed the red elf sweater. I just love it's name. :) And it is super cute too. So glad I snagged it the other month. Thanks! I am curious about who actually made it though! The other day someone just couldn't believe that a sweater in that condition could have been worn by someone older than me. I guess I'm starting to look older and more mature, and that's why it was so unbelievable. ;)

Count your blessings

A poem dedicated to my Grandma, who I really miss.
(Wouldn't I just love to pop by for a hug (but not kiss :p )!)


When life feels rough and things get tough
And things feel like just a little too much

Then sit right down, have a look around
And count those blessings that surround.

One two three:
They are all alive.


One two three:
The are all well
(But maybe not
all feeling swell)


One two three
They are all mine
To have and hold
and teach for a time.


And this young man makes Four
Now who would dare to ask for more?

As a sidetrack, here's a pictorial story which starts with the third picture of this post.