Monday, September 15, 2014

The Car Song

Every morning Hopper and I commute to school and work together because his school is approximately 200 feet from my office (ok maybe a bit more, but not much).  Up until recently, we'd always listen to KUTX on the way in, but with their recent DJ switcheroo, I've had to make alternate plans. (I like John Aeilli just fine, but I can't listen to babbling that early in the morning, it makes me feel like I'm still in the middle of a nonsense dream involving taco flavored bubblegum and Nina Simone). SO, instead I let Hopper pick music off my iphone.  I will usually insist that he not play the same song over and over again, but if he had his choice, we would listen to this song, on repeat for as many times as we could until we pull up to campus. The Alkaline Trio version of Movin' Right Along. It's his absolute favorite, knocking off the theme song to Rescue Bots and David Bowie's Fame.  Our drive takes about 20 minutes, so I will usually have to listen to it at least 2-3 times every day, watching him in the rear-view mirror bop his head along to it in that adorable rhythm-free way he has.  Listen to this as many times in row as you're able and you pretty much have my morning commute. Thank GOD it's not Yellow Submarine.

Friday, September 12, 2014

O'Fun Five

Heyyyyyy now! look at me! Five days in a row. You probably haven't seen this many blog postings since.. eh... 2008?  To round out the week, I'm continuing to share photos from THE FILE. My friend Shawna pointed out that my kids will be the ones picking out my nursing home and to that I say that I can only hope that my children inherit my sense of fairness and humor and that, someday, they learn to wear pants.

Happy Weekend, Everybody!

Thursday, September 11, 2014

o'fun Day 4

I mentioned earlier that I downloaded all pictures of the year through April. Why stop at April? Because when I got to May, I realized that all the pictures were from when we went to Arkansas for my mom's funeral. I know this sounds silly, but it just seemed like this big rift: things from when my mom was still alive and things since when she's not and I just had to stop for a while. I think I've been handling the grieving process pretty OK in my own time, but I guess sometimes I'm just not over it yet.  Anyway, so I needed a little pick-me-up so I decided that instead of downloading off my phone, I'd share some of THE FILE.
THE FILE, as you may know is the cache of photos of my children that I keep in hopes of one day sharing them with my son's potential dates/spouses/roommates/potential employers. Sadly, THE FILE is much too large (already) to share in its entirety, so I'm opting to share only the ones where my children are fully clothed (mostly). 

 Hooo, my kids crack me up.

more tomorrow!

Wednesday, September 10, 2014

o'fun, 3

This week of non-blogging in the form of posting photos from my phone is actually kinda fun, right? I mean, for people other than me? Plus, it's really helping me realize that I need to develop my delete muscle or possibly just relax the shutter finger. I really wasn't joking about having thousands of photos on my phone.  Yesterday I stopped procrastinating and  downloaded all my pictures through April. Do you want to know how many there were?  1301. I'm not joking. And that doesn't include the last 4 months. Gah. Don't worry, though, I'm editing as I go and really, who couldn't use 17 blurry pictures of their 3 year old rollerskating through the living room without pants?

Here are some that I kept b/c I like them. Hope you like them too.

We went to a kid birthday party where they had a petting zoo. I was completely enamored of this little dude because he was so spiny. And he didn't pee on me like the toad did. 

Power Rangers in their Footsies

Rowan taking a nap with his furry cousin Lola.

Sam wearing jeans in public.

Hopper. I just love this one b/c he looks so handsome. I mean, he always does, this one doesn't have fart face. 

Here is Possum taking an actual bite out of Rowan's rear-end. He should have worn pants.

Tuesday, September 09, 2014

week o'fun day 2

Day 2 of Let's Look At Lee's Phone Pictures So I Don't Have To Post, otherwise known as "fun."  RIGHT?

OK, so if you are a facebook friend, you've already been introduced to Smidge, who is my current foster puppy. Smidge is 10 weeks old and was billed to us as a "cocker spaniel puppy." When I went to go pick her up at the shelter, I texted another CSRA board member, "I don't know what the hell this puppy is, but I'm not leaving her here." So, we have Smidge.  Smidge makes four dogs in the house. Back in my fostering heydays it wasn't unusual for us to have on average about 7-8 dogs staying with us, so really for me, four is still a breeze. Don't try telling that to Mr. Bean. He is aggrieved. 

This is what it looks like at feeding time. Yes, Possum is always that happy. And yes, that is as close as Hudson gets. He's afraid that dumb is contagious.

Bean is sorely aggrieved. She lubs him. The feeling is not mutual. 

Possum loves her though. They play like this non-stop. 

Non. Stop. 

She just now got too fat to fit through the cattleguard fence. Now, she's aggrieved too. 

Not as much as Bean, though. 

Monday, September 08, 2014

a week o'fun

Other than school starting and getting a puppy foster and all of my digital library holds coming in at exactly the same damn time, I don't have a whole lot of excuses for not posting. But seriously? I have two Tana French novels to finish by Thursday, and Smidge (the puppy) just ate a wine cork. SO.  Yeah. Limited time here.  What I will do this week is post 4-5 photos from each day with a different subject for you please to enjoy. I've mentioned that I take lots of photos, so here's your chance to see at least a portion of them before I decide that having 2853 photos on my phone is what prevents my Words With Friends app from opening and delete everything.

To start off, here's a run of shots from my most recent attempt to get a shot of the boys where they are both looking at the camera and/or not making fart faces. 

Aannnnnnnd, we're back at making fart faces. 

Wednesday, August 20, 2014

The Coffee Project

If you're friends with my husband Sam on Facebook, you may have seen some things from him in the last couple of weeks about coffee. I know. Not wine? What's up with that?

This is a new project Sam started with Picacho Coffees to do offer a sommelier crafted coffee available through Picacho and at East End Wines. So, why do you want to have a wine guy help "craft" your coffee?  If you've ever met a coffee geek, you might notice that they're not all that different from wine geeks: they like to take a liquid and pick it apart and show you exactly why it is you like it (or don't like it). Sam gave me a spiel about coffee is a natural fit after you've already practiced breaking down flavors for wine and beers and sake into all these different types of aromas and textures and blahzeeblahbloo (that is a technical term for whatever it is your sommelier husband says after the first 3 minutes of talking about wine, beer or sake)...   I also figure after you drink a lot of vino, at some point in the next 24 hours, you're probably gonna need a cup of coffee, amirite?

At any rate, they're going to start offering two different blends: 529 Plan and the East End Blend. (The 529 Plan is a bit of an inside joke about where the Sam's proceeds from this little project will go. It's also why our son's names are crafted into the label--that's a grasshopper under a rowan tree).  The 529 Plan is a light-medium roast and the East End Blend is darker. Right now, both of them are caffeinated, but there's a plan to get some decaf in the mix sometime in the future.  You can read more sommelier-esque notes about both blends below, though I will tell you, I have no clue what Arusha is. I thought it was the stuff that gave you the poison ivy rash, but a quick dictionary check tells me that's urushiol. I was close.

They're having a tasting THIS FRIDAY at East End Wines from 5-8pm to introduce the coffees, so I'm sure Sam can tell you all about it.. Check it out if you're around!

Notes from the Sammelier:
Coffee – 529 Blend – Light-Medium Roast, Balanced Brightness, Medium Body – 13.57 for a 12 oz. bag – Tasting Note – Floral, Caramel, Spice from the Blue Mountain, Arusha, Kent, Lemon, Caramel, Tobacco from the Bourbon, Caturra, Catuai. Why we chose it for a wine shop – A noticeable brightness from acid, floral notes like those from hops and aromatic white wines, lemon like Chardonnay or Semillon, caramel like beer malt and Oregon oak, reminiscent of spicy tones brought by various wine grape varietals and oak influence from the aging of wine in cask, especially Oregon and Allier, France, which can also add smoky tones. Tobacco notes are also readily sensed in many Cabernet Sauvignons and Sangiovese.
Coffee – East End Blend – Medium-Dark Roast, Mild-Balanced Brightness, Medium-Full Body. 13.57 for a 12 oz. bag – Tasting Notes: Brown Sugar, Oak, Spice from the Caturra, Catui, Typica, Cacao Nibs, Cane Sugar, Orange Peel from the Bourbon varietals. Why we chose it for a wine shop – Tempranillo acts as a great frame for oak, as does Chardonnay, and the popularity of these varieties prove that people like it. Spice comes from oak, Nevers, France, Merlot has a spice cake note, Syrah / Shiraz, Sangiovese, Cabernet Franc, Tempranillo, Malbec, Petite Verdot, Gewurtztraminer, Pinot Gris, Picpoul. This has a darker, more oaky feel, for people who like more full-bodied wines with some oak aging providing more structure.

Monday, August 18, 2014

It was a real nice clambake

Today is our seventh anniversary. So, in honor, I'm posting seven photos from the day you may not have seen. Well,actually, I know you haven't seen them because I'm just getting around to scanning them all. What? I've been busy.

I love this one because it has both my parents with their spouses and all three of my mom's sisters AND a bonus of my brother looking disapproving in the background. Plus that person in the beret really rounds it out. I have no idea who that is.

It was a really pretty day.
Contrary to popular belief, I did put Flo on the ground every once in a while but she  was being stalked by a barn owl and a cat that had 10 lbs on her,  so she was a bit nervous.
This is a photo of our cake being made. I believe the stuff in the pan is technically called "Awesome Sauce"

This is the only tiny piece of the cake I got to eat. 

Did I mention it was a pretty day? It was. 

When Sam's grandfather used to leave a family gathering, he would sing this song, "This Was A Real Nice Clambake." Up until recently, I had no idea that he hadn't just made it up himself. Ahem. Anyway, here he is singing it with backup.

This was a real nice clambake
We're mighty glad we came.
The vittles we et were good you bet!
The company was the same.
Our hearts are warm,
Our bellies are full,
And we are feelin' prime.
This was a real nice clambake,
And we all had a real good time!

Thursday, August 07, 2014

Supply List Addendum

I'm not the world's most organized person (cough), I've got a serious procrastination bent and besides that if I don't like to do something, chances are, it will remain undone for quite sometime. This would be why the paint job on the hallway in my house still hasn't been finished since 2009. I don't like painting, what can I say?  BUT, one thing I don't screw around with is prepping ahead of time for kid stuff.  I started out mothering the same way I'd lived for 3 2/3 decades, i.e. by the seat of my pants, but I learned the hard way that if you leave the house unprepared with two boys under a certain age, someone will be wearing Ca-Ca on the seat of those pants without a spare pair to be had anywhere and that shiz is not pleasant.  So, I've evolved into this person who (prepare yourself now, sit down) GETS STUFF READY THE NIGHT BEFORE. Crazy, huh? I know, I wouldn't have believed it of myself either. 

Hop is starting kindergarten in three weeks and I got the supply list about a month ago (WHO IS THIS WOMAN?). I was going to wait to buy stuff  until the Texas Tax Free Weekend coming up tomorrow, but I have seen this Tax Free Weekend phenomenon before. It's almost as bad as going to the grocery store the day before Thanksgiving, only people get violent over 12 packs of glue sticks. So, I started picking things up here and there and I'm actually way done with the Kindergarten supply list (though, I have questions. Such as, is it really necessary that every child come with 48 glue sticks? Really? 48?? PER CHILD.  That's insane. That's more than one glue stick per week of school. How much glue sticking are you going to be doing? Is there a glue stick component on the Standardized Tests?)

But even with the list all done and purchased, I feel like there are some things missing  that my son might be needing for school. I've made a list. If you're out and about this weekend, feel free to pick any of this up for him.

  1. an alarm clock that he cannot figure out how to turn off or unplug or reset somehow in the middle of the night
  2. 40 pairs of socks (That's one per week of school. Unlike glue sticks, I can actually envision us needing that many)
  3. a parachute (not the playground kind, the real kind for when you jump off things really high)
  4. thorazine dart gun (for his teacher)
  5. a sidekick (preferably one that's either very big or very smart. Or both)
  6. an emergency clip-on tie (sometimes, he needs one. that's what he says anyway)
  7. a sudden ability to hear something he doesn't agree with and keep his mouth shut
Ok, well that last one might be unlikely.

Friday, August 01, 2014

knock knock

To lighten things up for the weekend (and because I mentioned it earlier this week), I'm finally posting for your pleasure some videos of my kids telling knock knock jokes. Mind you, we do this probably 3-4 nights a week, for months now, so I'm only sharing a fraction of the ones I have on my phone (note to self: this is probably why your phone is starting to die).   The ones I'm posting for you are the ones that almost make sense. Usually, when Hopper tells jokes, he's just stretching out his comedic legs and coming up with something completely da-daist, But he's learned that if it contains the word POOP or CHICKEN, it will  crack Rowan up.

 As you may have already noted, Hopper likes to take conventional things and put his own spin on it (WHO KNEW). For example, there's that classic:
knock knock
who's there?
Orange who?
Orange you glad I didn't say bananas??  (baahahahahha, right?)

Yeah no. He will literally use ANY OTHER FOOD OTHER THAN ORANGE.

Here is one where he almost, ALMOST says it the original way.

But then, that's over.

We go through many variations of this. Applesauce, Chicken, Watermelon. And no, it doesn't get any better. He tickles himself  though, and that's what's important.

Here's another one. I think it's... almost making sense? Maybe?

He's already plotting on how to change it up, though. I fully expect the Hopper version sometime in the next couple weeks, one that involves cow butts.

And lastly, here's a video of Rowan attempting to get in on the joke telling, but he just ends up saying the word "chicken" over and over. I can't help it, it kills me.

have a happy weekend, y'all.