BigCat is working hard to get the downstairs bedroom finished so that everything from the spare bedroom upstairs can be moved on down. Then Bubba, and all his belongings, will be moved into the former spare bedroom (which has been a play room for the last handful of months - yikes, he probably doesn't want to lose that!) and baby girl will be moving into Bubba's current room. Why so many moves? Well, the "baby" room is by far the smallest so it only makes sense, specially since Bubba and his toys require a greater space these days.
Anyway, point being, I'm hard at work to empty (and hopefully get rid of some of) the contents of the former spare bedroom closet. The issue at hand... I have a box full of all of the cards I have received in my 30 years... what do I do with these?? I don't think I can continue to keep them all as I would have way too many by the end. I have even started a box for BigCat, mostly against his will, but those will be easier to weed out and toss. Does anyone have any fun ideas of what to do with these? I'm definitely going to get rid of some of them, maybe just keeping the ones with special personal messages? I don't know... I'm at a loss. I feel like I'll be getting rid of a part of me, but I don't know that keeping them around is the best answer. The house just isn't big enough!
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1.18.2009
sNOw Complaints
It really is pretty; falling ever so softly onto a bright, fresh, perfect landscape of its own. But I guiltily feel twangs of 'seriously??', 'isn't enough, enough?', 'Gimme a break!'. But, then there's always someone saying, "yah, well, you know... that's Minnisohta for ya!". Right. And I would never choose to live anywhere but. But...
When does it become acceptable to complain about it? When there's two feet of the white crystals lining the driveway? When we haven't seen a completely dry, safe highway in weeks? When it's too cold to enjoy playing in it? When we can no longer use it as an excuse to cozy up in the house, spending time together?
Today, Bubba and I are going to cozy up in the house... I guess for today, I can't complain.
When does it become acceptable to complain about it? When there's two feet of the white crystals lining the driveway? When we haven't seen a completely dry, safe highway in weeks? When it's too cold to enjoy playing in it? When we can no longer use it as an excuse to cozy up in the house, spending time together?
Today, Bubba and I are going to cozy up in the house... I guess for today, I can't complain.
1.15.2009
Birthdays, Bucks & Bubba
We are in the midst of birthday season for our families... SIL, Jimbo, FIL, yours truly and MIL - in that order. Most recently was my dad's when we went to one of my fave restaurants. It was as entertaining and scrumptious as ever; I must note their delicious shrimp sauce and gratuitous group photo.
Last night we discovered - well, BigCat discovered - the 'big buck' out back grazing our feeder, with a smaller one (6 pointer) standing guard. In an attempt to obtain evidence we snapped a few photos of the larger one tonight. If you look real hard, you can see the antlers... 10 pointer!!
Bubba is 17 months on Friday... where does the time go? After a cute lil' sneeze tonight I uttered "God bless you baby", then thought 'where did my baby go??'. Now he's a running toddler investigating everything.all.of.the.time. Moments like this one are short-lived... Grammy, MIL, was quick enough to get this precious shot. 
And here, after only a few minutes - along with my notice of the sudden quiet - I turned to find Bubba sitting in the coveted couch spot with table access, remotes, recliner. The funniest part is that he never watches tv, just observes us sitting in that spot. He flipped on Seinfeld and kicked back for a few minutes. What more could a guy want?
12.07.2008
Upoem *
Pots of soup, boiling atop the stove
Help for earaches, fever and colds
Juice, naps, it should do us some good
Low-key weekend, thankful we could
Pass the bugs round, back and forth
Grateful one could tend to the hearth
Soon we hope to all be well
In time for parties and silver bells
Until then, we'll get some rest
So when we see you, we're at our best
* Upoem = update + poem
Help for earaches, fever and colds
Juice, naps, it should do us some good
Low-key weekend, thankful we could
Pass the bugs round, back and forth
Grateful one could tend to the hearth
Soon we hope to all be well
In time for parties and silver bells
Until then, we'll get some rest
So when we see you, we're at our best
* Upoem = update + poem
11.10.2008
You can always visit
Thursday: Pineapple appears when we arrive home
Friday: Pineapple is fed, warmed and loved (see eaten words)
Saturday: Pineapple is taken to the Humane Society, we are informed 'she' is a (neutered) 'he' (Thanks AD!)
Monday, Sign spotted reading "Lost Cat Call... ", contacted Pineapple's family, conducted reverse phone number search, determine said residence is right.next.door.
In some way, this seems to make the story less heroic, less riveting. However, in the end, all are well; Pineapple (aka Jack) and his family. That's always a good thing.
11.07.2008
Pineapple
First of all, this is post #100. What a milestone! Now, onto the matter at hand...
We have had a cat for the last 12 hours. Although BigCat's name may imply otherwise, we are far from 'cat people'. In fact, we're the complete opposite. After arriving home last night, a cat, we'll call her Pineapple, shimmied right into the garage. It took us 20 minutes or so to get her swept out (yes, BigCat used a broom to coax her). After she reluctantly left the garage, we were able to shut the door and continue unloading our groceries. Pineapple sat right next to the garage door and meowed, constantly, non-stop. Although I'm not a cat person, I felt for the poor little thing. Pineapple is clearly a house cat, waiting at every door, and at the sound of one opening bolting towards it. We had to be cautious about letting the pup out being Pineapple is bigger than her, and the pup has not had any cat encounters. As the night went on, we continued to check once in a while to see whether the coast was clear for the pup, but each time we neared the front door there it was... meow... meow... meeeoooww. I eventually took the pup out back and called it a night. BigCat checked a bit later and said that Pineapple was gone.
After the night's sleep, I woke with only brief thoughts of Pineapple. BigCat heard the meowing but the coast was clear in the front. I went to open the back shades and there she was on the deck, clawing at the screen door and meow... meow... meowing.
There will be no feeding, housing or loving of Pineapple. I thought she'd realize when looking in through the back door this morning at the house with the yipping pup and short guy that it wasn't her home like she seemed to believe. My only option of ridding her (without using BigCat's idea) is to haul her into a shelter, and honestly, that isn't happening until Sunday at the earliest. I hope you find your home Pineapple...
We have had a cat for the last 12 hours. Although BigCat's name may imply otherwise, we are far from 'cat people'. In fact, we're the complete opposite. After arriving home last night, a cat, we'll call her Pineapple, shimmied right into the garage. It took us 20 minutes or so to get her swept out (yes, BigCat used a broom to coax her). After she reluctantly left the garage, we were able to shut the door and continue unloading our groceries. Pineapple sat right next to the garage door and meowed, constantly, non-stop. Although I'm not a cat person, I felt for the poor little thing. Pineapple is clearly a house cat, waiting at every door, and at the sound of one opening bolting towards it. We had to be cautious about letting the pup out being Pineapple is bigger than her, and the pup has not had any cat encounters. As the night went on, we continued to check once in a while to see whether the coast was clear for the pup, but each time we neared the front door there it was... meow... meow... meeeoooww. I eventually took the pup out back and called it a night. BigCat checked a bit later and said that Pineapple was gone.
After the night's sleep, I woke with only brief thoughts of Pineapple. BigCat heard the meowing but the coast was clear in the front. I went to open the back shades and there she was on the deck, clawing at the screen door and meow... meow... meowing.
There will be no feeding, housing or loving of Pineapple. I thought she'd realize when looking in through the back door this morning at the house with the yipping pup and short guy that it wasn't her home like she seemed to believe. My only option of ridding her (without using BigCat's idea) is to haul her into a shelter, and honestly, that isn't happening until Sunday at the earliest. I hope you find your home Pineapple...
10.04.2008
ComfortaCarbs
Carbohydrates. They're like a ginormous hug for the body. An inner hug. I've been craving carbs like mad lately, maybe in an effort to make my insides happy. My favorite feel-good meal is Mac & Cheese, yum. Or maybe Serum's potato soup. Anyway, it's working.
And it's a good thing I've found my own remedy to use. All of the tests done thus far have come back normal. It is a relief that we're able to rule out some of the possibilities, but there are so many more avenues to try.
I've had a happy weekend at home, wonderful Bird QT, and a filled up, warm tummy.
And it's a good thing I've found my own remedy to use. All of the tests done thus far have come back normal. It is a relief that we're able to rule out some of the possibilities, but there are so many more avenues to try.
I've had a happy weekend at home, wonderful Bird QT, and a filled up, warm tummy.
9.21.2008
Soderama
Having a nice big yard was our first reason for moving out to Z-town and after a little over 3 years since the big move, we finally have it! I couldn't be happier about this.
Thank you to everyone who helped us with this considerable project (although I know they're not all avid LL readers). It literally would not have been possible without the help we received from family and friends. And not only did they provide excellent help, they made the day a much more momentous one for us.
BigCat finally has a happy wifey with her long awaited lawn. I'm feeling revived and much less overwhelmed by the yard tasks up next. I think the following projects will be more fun and rewarding. It's amazing the difference a zillion green blades of grass make... check it out!!
Thank you to everyone who helped us with this considerable project (although I know they're not all avid LL readers). It literally would not have been possible without the help we received from family and friends. And not only did they provide excellent help, they made the day a much more momentous one for us.
BigCat finally has a happy wifey with her long awaited lawn. I'm feeling revived and much less overwhelmed by the yard tasks up next. I think the following projects will be more fun and rewarding. It's amazing the difference a zillion green blades of grass make... check it out!!
9.09.2008
Primary
The other night, some of us were discussing primary numbers in preparation for GMAT's (unfortunately, not my own), but tonight I'm talking Primary Election. This is an odd topic for me especially since I don't consider myself to be especially political. I do, however, find it interesting. As I told the Bird's daycare lady today, I was serving as an election judge, but not exactly sure why. I mean, I knew how I ended up here; because the township letter stated they were in need of judges. I thought it would be interesting, I'd meet the people of the town, and bonus... I'd learn something! However, as my judging time neared, I grew anxious and wondered what I got myself into.
It proved to be all I could have hoped for in a judging experience. It was a slow day, as I hear they usually are, which proved to be perfect. The Precinct 2 group turned out to be fairly fun people. Throughout the day I learned there was a wealth of town knowledge in that hall. I met one prominent person in town, Roger, who happens to be the sheep farmer behind us, my new wanna-have Grandpa. I silently wondered to myself if he'd let me adopt him. If you know me at all, you know how much I love those cute, old, wise, wrinkled men, even some ornery ones. Grandpa's are hard for me to come by. I've lost all of mine too early, two of my own and one adopted.
Thinking back, I completely remember Rog from when I voted a couple of years ago. I had a soft spot for him then (mooshy really, not just soft), and that was within just the couple minutes I stood by him waiting to vote. This whole time he's lived right in my backyard and I never knew it.
My "aha" moment was Roger, that's really why I was there. I made him very aware of the fact that I'd be around, probably bopping by with the Bird to look at the cute lil' lambs. He seemed quite alright with that.
It proved to be all I could have hoped for in a judging experience. It was a slow day, as I hear they usually are, which proved to be perfect. The Precinct 2 group turned out to be fairly fun people. Throughout the day I learned there was a wealth of town knowledge in that hall. I met one prominent person in town, Roger, who happens to be the sheep farmer behind us, my new wanna-have Grandpa. I silently wondered to myself if he'd let me adopt him. If you know me at all, you know how much I love those cute, old, wise, wrinkled men, even some ornery ones. Grandpa's are hard for me to come by. I've lost all of mine too early, two of my own and one adopted.
Thinking back, I completely remember Rog from when I voted a couple of years ago. I had a soft spot for him then (mooshy really, not just soft), and that was within just the couple minutes I stood by him waiting to vote. This whole time he's lived right in my backyard and I never knew it.
My "aha" moment was Roger, that's really why I was there. I made him very aware of the fact that I'd be around, probably bopping by with the Bird to look at the cute lil' lambs. He seemed quite alright with that.
8.04.2008
Not so fast
One of the most exciting moments of my desktop purchase was ripping apart the dinosaur and putting it where it belonged... downstairs, cables unplugged, never to be used again. That is until I realized that many of my most used files were maintained in there. Some were awaiting on a 3.5 inch floppy (what's that you say? people don't use those anymore???) and the rest were in the belly of the beast. So, one entire day later I am at dino's feet digging for information. Now, it has taken a life on in the basement. At least after all these years, it was there for me when I needed it.
7.27.2008
On a Mission
When life starts to feel a little crazy, as it always does this time of year, I find myself needing to do something to ground myself. This weekend was our last one at home for the summer, giving me the opportunity to do many things (i.e. walking, car washing, dog bathing, bird bathing, bird playing, elliptical, grocery run, visiting, bird tending, breakfast out...). One of which was cleaning out my closet. Not only did I organize it a bit, I also tried on all of my many jeans and rejuvenated the selection. I don't understand how one person can have so many pair of jeans, and not one favorite. I'm on a mission! Anyone out there have a fave? I loved Silver for quite sometime, but with a new body shape comes a new jean shape. There's nothing like a great pair of jeans.
Now that I have an organized closet, I feel a bit more stable in real life. It's funny how that works. I can hardly wait for the many upcoming events... especially SIL's wedding weekend. So excited!!
Now that I have an organized closet, I feel a bit more stable in real life. It's funny how that works. I can hardly wait for the many upcoming events... especially SIL's wedding weekend. So excited!!
7.22.2008
7.12.2008
Oh no!
Just yesterday I found out that if everything goes as planned, someday we will have a road running right through our backyard. This seems like bad news on its own, however, I think it gets worse. That will mean that we have 4, count them 4, roads around our house. Our own little morsel of property in the middle of pavement. It also appears as though they'd take out the only mature trees we have, the line in the back. Take a look: http://www.mapquest.com/mq/6-N4if . Not good. What to do.
5.26.2008
Spectacular
Last night, BigCat and I enjoyed a fireworks show from the comfort of our own deck. Z-town (AKA Zimmerman), had their Wild West Days this weekend, and although we don't get up there to taste the delicious mini-donuts, we did head outside to watch the show. Earlier in the day, we had spent about 20 minutes in the basement when storms rolled through, but after that, the weather was just right for some fireworks. Awww, how romantic. :o) This is one thing I plan to enjoy as long as we live here.
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