Weighing In

You know, I have a love/hate relationship with the scale. Love it when it goes down, hate it when it goes the other way. Right now, I'm ambivalent (and no, I did not do this post just to use that word, although I do reallllly like it!). So, how much do you think I can knock off before the end of the year? I so want to start 2009 successfully. I'm aiming for 5 lbs. There, I've said it. Now, who's gonna hold me accountable??

Watch out, it's icey outside

Right as David was leaving for work today, he said "Watch out. The sidewalk and driveway are really slippery". "OK, OK," I'm thinking as I listen intently while making sure that Carissa and Simon are ready for school with all their winter gear, homework, etc. A few minutes later, Simon is in the car of the carpool Dad and I notice his lunch on the table. Mind you, I"m still in jammies, which is a big sweatshirt and capri sweats and slippers (oh so fashionable garb), but I grab it and step outside the door in what I"m wearing because I don't want him to not take his lunch. I take one step off the porch and WHAM! I'm on the ground, flat on my back, in the ice and snow. Carissa is screaming inside the house, panicking, "MMAMA!!!!! ARE YOU OKAY?????" with her little voice getting higher with each word. As I'm slowly picking myself up, but holding onto the Mystery Machine lunchbag all the while as it is the culprit for me being outside in the cold in pj's, I think to myself "Too bad the large part of my bodonky-donk that I fell on won't just stay frozen to the sidewalk. Would make my weigh in much easier this week!" Course, being the multi-tasker that I am, I notice that Carpool Dad and occupants have totally missed my fall and is now backing out of the driveway. So I"m yelling for him to stop, maniacally waving the Mystery Machine all over, and slip-siding my way to the van. I thought for a split second about stepping out of my slippery as heck slippers and walking barefoot to the van but quickly decided that frostbite was not needed on top of everything else.
I do make it to the van and Carpool Dad rolls down his window, grabs the lunch bag, mumbles thanks, and quickly leaves to pick up the next rider.
As I limpingly make my way back to the house to soothe Carissa and eventually warm my cold old body up, I think "Maybe school lunch isn't so bad after all."

I've been tagged!

I got tagged by Renee. I need to now post the 4th picture from the 4th folder on my computer.

Go figure, it's the MOPS theme! How appropriate since I'll spending today getting ready for tomorrow's meeting!!

Thanks Turkey

In my never ending quest to ensure that my children grow up with at least a few morals, we started a Thanksgiving tradition a couple years ago. I make a turkey body on a big piece of poster board and then we write on the feathers all the things for which we are thankful. We even had Grandma & Grandpa (all the way from Paris, France) and our Pastors add some things. It's really fun to watch our turkey feathers 'grow' our turkey.
Here's a sampling of what some of our 'thankings' were:
Carissa: my pink bunny, my pink elephant, my family, speech school, real school, Simon, Mama, Daddy
Simon: God, family, snow, desserts, the ten commandments (they're learning them in Sunday School and yes, I have told him my favorite is the 4th, honor thy father and mother!), food, our house
Anne: chocolate, my kids, my husband, my family
Grandma: many family members, Grandpa, being able to celebrate Thanksgiving with us, physical therapy(she had back surgery last Dec)
Grandpa: Being an American (that's an ex-Air Force Captain for ya!), being able to go to church with the people you love (he's really lonesome for home right now), cranberries, Grandma
Pastors: our church, Jesus love for us, snow
It was such a fun activity to see how the kids thought and it reminds me every time I look at how many more things I could be adding.

Grandma's Coming!

Yeah! Tomorrow, Grandma will be here. Not only are the kids thrilled, I'm excited too. Then off this weekend for a much needed weekend away for Dave & I. I'm so happy!!! Now, I just need to finish the cleaning and cooking before we go.

Things that Bring Me Joy

Trish, I loved your posts so much that I'm hijacking your idea!
What gives me joy? Things that are red. I love, love, love the color red. I glanced in my closet and what did I see? Lots of red clothes. My lovely laptop is red, my purse is red with white polka dots, and I am absolutely drawn to red fabrics. Ah, red gives me joy!!

The Simple Things

For lunch today, Carissa & I had pizza. Nothing exciting, just a frozen one from the store. But, we ate on a blanket in the den. Instant picnic! She's so excited about it, because not only did we get a picnic, but we get to watch Dora at the same time!! Oh, life can't get any better. Especially since Mama took the time to catch up with her favorite blogs while we were picnic-ing.
Sometimes, its the simple things that make us the happiest!!