Pulling My Foot out of my Mouth Yet Again

I just called my hubby to ask him what time he would home for supper.
He replied that he would be home around 5:45.
I then said that I was making chicken Parmesan.
He replied that was fine.
I then said, "Honey, when I tell you I'm making chicken Parmesan, you are supposed to tell me that I'm the best wife. That you love that meal and you love me. You are so lucky to have me. Now lets try it again. I'm making chicken Parmesan."
He replies, "Well, I need to get back to my meeting. See you later this evening."

Oops, hope I wasn't on speaker phone.

Where did the time go?

This post is to inform the owners of WalMart that I am appalled that they have decided in their infinite wisdom to begin selling school supplies. Do they not know that I am in denial that summer is half over? Do they not know that half of the summer is still left? Do they not know that seeing all those crayons for 25 cents just about pushed me over the edge? I am refusing to participate in their little scheme to make time fly by even more quickly than it already does. We still have camp meeting, another trip to Ohio, possibly a beach trip, swim lessons, and tons of play dates left. I will not be rushed.

Keep Riding

This is the story of a go-kart, the go-kart that my mom, my aunt and uncles rode for miles as kids. The go-kart that my cousin drop up the side of the barn when he couldn't remember which was forward and reverse. The go-kart I drove up a hill and into a tree and had to go get the local towing company (my dad) to get it down. The go-kart that has survived because it broke down and had to be put up for months at a time. The go-kart that you could ride through my grandma's back yard but NEVER the front yard. I am sure my grandparents had no idea that their great grand kids would one day ride this same go-kart.

Day 7: California Vacation

Day 7: Our last day in California was spent in San Diego. We waited for my dad to get off work at lunch and then we headed out for San Diego. We toured the USS Midway, which is a retired Navy aircraft carrier. It was so neat to see the boat that literally has a city on it. I could not live on a boat like that but it was neat to see how others have done it. We ate at a delicious seafood restaurant right there on the pier but I cannot remember the name of it. I don’t care for seafood, but I ate it there and it was delicious.
After eating, we drove around San Diego and then headed for the airport. I remember when I was a kid, seeing my parents get teary eyed when we would leave my grandparents, but I don’t think I really understood how they felt until my parents dropped us off at the airport. I really didn’t want them to leave and I can’t wait to see them again.
We got to the gate and found out our plane was delayed, and that they would have about a 30 minutes window to get the plane unloaded, reloaded, and in the air before the “noise restrictions” began. If we didn’t get out of there by 11:30 p.m., we would be sleeping on the floor in the airport. Oh joy. They did manage to get us airborne with 2 minutes to spare. By that time, my hubby and I were so keyed up that we could not sleep. I was so afraid that I would fall asleep and end up leaning on the guy beside me that I stayed awake the entire time. We got home around 7:30 in the morning and everyone took a 2 hour nap. I spent the rest of the day in a fog and could not wait for bedtime to come.
All in all, it was a great trip and I am so thankful that we got to go. Thanks Mom and Dad for making our vacation so wonderful. It would not have been half as much fun without you both there.

Memories

My grandma's sister passed away on Sunday, and I have been listening to all kinds of memories in my mind for the past few days. I don't think I have a childhood Thanksgiving or Christmas celebration that doesn't include going to my Aunt Bernice's house. She would have the house full of people by the time we arrived and she would be buzzing about making sure everyone had everything they needed. Her home is a beautiful 2 story house that movies should be made in. The beautiful banister that begged to be held, the stairs that went to a "secret" little attic, the huge living room with the most beautiful Christmas tree and cozy fireplace, the bathroom the size of a bedroom. She would tell me how the bricks for the house were fired there on the property down by the pond where she would host parties. My aunt B is the only person besides my parents to throw me a surprise birthday party. For my 21st birthday, my aunt gathered all the family she could together for a cookout down by the old pond. I felt so important. Once, my aunt had the most beautiful bouquet of dried flowers and I remarked about how pretty they were. I got that bouquet for Christmas later that year, and I still have it today.
My aunt had a knack for giving the most unusual Christmas gifts. I remember the stilts we got one year and how I loved to use them. She gave my parents a flag pole one year and all the cousins got gloves one time. My all time favorite gift is the pair of flip flops that are adhesive and just stick to the bottom of your feet. I brought those with me when I got married and my husband wanted to know what in the world they were. I simply replied, "They were a Christmas gift from Aunt B." Enough said. We still joke about my saving them for some special occasion when they are perfect to wear.
Sunday night, we were at church when my aunt passed away. Our pastor was talking about wanting to be the type of person that others know just by being around that they are a person of faith. That is my Aunt B. You knew by the time she took to care for people and all that she did there was something special about her; she had a faith that lasts for a lifetime.

Day 6: California Vacation

Day 6: We woke up early and headed out to Disneyland. It seems like we had all been waiting for this day to come, and it was finally here. We got parked, got our tickets and walked in just as the gates were opening. Perfect timing.

Once again, the weather was superb. It never got above 80 degrees, the sun was shining and there was a beautiful breeze. I would give anything for a little bit of that breeze now. In the evening, one of the ride operators even had her winter coat on; I suppose they aren't used to cool weather in sunny California.

We rode just about every ride there is to ride and enjoyed it all. We rode the Bobsleds, which was Mr T's favorite roller coaster. It's pretty mild and perfect for all of us. We rode Peter Pan and It's A Small World, which are the 2 rides I remember riding as a small child. We rode the teacups. My hubby rode with the kids. My mom and I rode together because we refused to spin, party poopers I know. We rode the Thunder Mountain Railroad and Mr T's response was, "That was awesome. I don't ever want to do it again." His response to the Splash Mountain was in his most cheerful voice, "That was fun. I didn't like it." We rode Dumbo, which was a ride we missed at Disney World and Mr T has been reminding me of that for the last 2 years. That was a MUST ride for us.

My favorite part was the fireworks at the end of the night. Disney is doing a new show for the summer and Tinkerbell flew through the air. There were fireworks to look like shooting stars and Dumbo flew through the air too. It was so magical.

I'm sure I'll think of more stuff to say about this day but that's most of it.

A Whole Lot of Nothing

It's so hot here. I haven't complained because I hate to be cold and have been looking forward to the heat, but this heat is a bit much. Just a few degrees cooler would be perfect.

My kids went to spend the night with their cousins last night and came home talking about the great time they had. My son came home in a different shirt but was wearing the same pants he was wearing yesterday. Note that they were long pants, not shorts. His reason, "The other shorts you sent didn't match." Remind me whose child you are. :) No one else in this house seems to mind if they don't match.

I am cooking stuffed bell peppers, fried squash, and cooked green beans for dinner. Don't you just love the fresh veggies from the garden? And especially the ones at the beginning of the garden when they are fresh and well-watered. I can't wait to eat.