Showing posts with label advice. Show all posts
Showing posts with label advice. Show all posts

Tuesday, January 12, 2010

Clean Mugs and a Papoose

Scrub free

Coffee and tea stain removal recipe:
a few drops of bleach
hot water
(Maybe everybody knows this already,
but I only just learned it from a friend.)

All set for bed.

Plus a blanket to go on top of that,
which is carefully placed to snuggly nestle that soother
lest it pop out too early.

Saturday, September 26, 2009

Heh heh.

Stage one is now complete.
FINALLY.

Next up is sheers for the same windows.
Fabric is supposed to be in today.
Suggestions on how to deal with sheer fabric would be appreciated, since I've never sewn anything delicate and slippery like it before.
Someone suggested basting to keep it from slipping...but I really don't want to baste six monstrous panels...(she basted sheer fabric for dress sleeves...not curtains!)

Monday, August 10, 2009

stuff


home grown tomatoes
It's hard to catch them before they rot. Any hints?


Long term project: first 100 piece puzzle



Monday, July 27, 2009

A dilemma

My dilemma is this:
If I pack today, I won't be able to sleep tonight.
If I wait 'til tomorrow, Philip won't be able to sleep tonight.
Who should I torture? Myself, or him?

I guess if I weigh things; he gets two kids, I get one (unless you count jr?).
He gets to work while I'm gone, I get to have fun.
Hmmm.
Maybe I'll pack today.
After all, it is fun to be hyper. ;)

Thursday, April 2, 2009

Life's challenges

When things are hard to do by yourself, it is nice to have some help!


It is a great comfort to me that looking after my children is not in my hands alone. So many times I am frustrated, confused, angry, or tired. When I realize, once again, that I am trying to do everything myself, it is about time I pray for wisdom and strength. God is with me all of the time, that is something I need to remember.

"I will give them an undivided heart and put a new spirit in them: I will remove from them their heart of stone and give them a heart of flesh. Then they will follow my decrees and be careful to keep my laws. They will be my people, and I will be their God." Ezekiel 11:20-21

Thursday, March 5, 2009

Bread coming out of my ears!

Help, help!!

A friend gave me a tonne of bread the other day that a bakery was getting rid of. So what do I do with stale-ish bread? I made tonnes of breadcrumbs the other day...so can't use it for that.

What kinds of bread? Mostly French bread, but other really heavy breads too.

It'd be a shame to throw them out.

Even if they're free!

Tuesday, February 24, 2009

Greetings from Boogerville


Hey!! How's life with you, my beloved reader? We in Boogerville would like to wish you a good week

it's almost Wednesday already.
(just a mere two hours to go)
I haven't harassed you with any non-information from us yet this week! So here we go...

This is what we have coming out of our closet this week!


Too bad we can't all fit in it, since, it seems that Matthew would like to be a part of this momentous occasion (and perhaps a few more of us--but we won't say who exactly).

Poor babies seem to be left out of everything.
Ah well, such is life.
My advice is

"Tough it
or
Snuff it."

Very sage, I am sure, even coming from me. My very own, very first, very wise saying.
*sniff sniff*
I'm getting to be such a big girl. ;) Almost becoming a teensy bit mature already. :o


RAH!!
(Not all of us are getting more mature.)


And here is another cheerful picture of me from the land of Boogerville. Just for my Mom.
Because I love her.

May all our boogers dry up before our Kleenex budget causes near bankruptcy in our household.

Friday, February 13, 2009

Interior Designing Advice, please.

Help! I need advice, quick! I've narrowed down my selection to a tying three, and don't know which one to pick.

Which gives the window a better finished look?


A. Artsy and affordable, for an elegAnt look.
A sheet draped lovingly over a decorative rod.


B. Boring and "un"brazen, for a traditional look.
The more haBitual drapes.
(Please note that they are NOT finished yet, they are merely hanging up for measuring purposes)


C. Classy and chic, for an eclectiC look
A combination of the two.

Tuesday, February 10, 2009

Who stole the cookies from the cookie jar?

Or can they not be stolen if they're not actually finished being made yet?

I followed the advice, or perhaps, more accurately, the example of someone today. I banished my stay-out-of-the-kitchen-or-end-your-life-early rule. But only for the afternoon.

Both my helpers were eager, curious, and cooperative. Must be because of their lack of exposure to real life experiences. Poor kids. :p


Nathan is adding tonnes of extra vanilla extract. Fortunately the vanilla container is empty, so it's only imaginary extra vanilla. Otherwise the taste would have been a LITTLE off. After all, he was only adding a LITTLE extra.


Melanie's thinking "Those don't look very much like cookies to me!"AND "I wonder if I can eat some now, or will Mom notice?"


If the cookies turn out a little damp it's probably from all the extra drool. (Three sources of drool today instead of only having one source normally.)

Friday, December 5, 2008

A great idea.

Not sure how long this has been available, but it's a great idea: the National Do Not Call List. There are exceptions to the rule, but your average telemarketer will have to leave you alone.

YAY!

You should add yourself to the list!

Thursday, October 30, 2008

Time stands still.

My life as it was exactly a couple minutes ago.


Lunch dishes waiting patiently on the table and in the kitchen. Waiting to be put away. If only I were that patient. A lesson to be learned from the inanimate.


Some fat kid that was hogging the doorway, which I had to ever so carefully hop over every trip to the kitchen. Perhaps that's why the dishes are still waiting...


"Oooh, a camera!! I've never tried a camera. I wonder what a camera tastes like...better go check it out!"


A not so well behaved girl.


A well behaved boy.

Melanie thought it was a rip off that Nathan got to look at books in bed (usually we sneak them past her, but she found out this time!) So she thought she'd try getting some toys for herself instead. Stinker!


Our very own bloodhound! He tracked me to the gate, where he could go no further.

Oh--and some advice. If you are going to high jump over a gate, make up your mind about it, and don't decide not to when you're already flying through the air. Thankfully this gate is pretty rickety, and will come loose on impact. :)