We heard the most awful sound coming from our daughter's room Friday night. Oh NO! she said. We both panicked...thinking there had to be loss of limb... or at least some blood. But it turned out to be worse than we expected. Her Nintendo DS Lite.... her constant companion for over 2 years BROKE. To say she was bummed was an understatement. She didn't even know what to do with herself. She does do other things..but DS is her 'go to' fun thing when school pressures are off and she can have a little fun and relaxation.
So this did not float her groove... or whatever. I'm soo hip.
We thought about burying it in the backyard with a 21 Beanie Baby salute. But decided on a more casual approach. Boo put it in the china cabinet. So right now it's on display with other sentimental, treasured items. We went first thing Saturday morning to replace said DS. We're so thankful they're plentiful now. When we got her first one... it was a Christmas present and Daddyman drove to another city to snag the last pink one we could find on the planet.
But the only problem is... it doesn't come in pink anymore! Gasp! I know! She didn't want navy blue or red. And Daddyman has a white one. So she chose a rose colored one.
Dear Nintendo,
Although I'm thankful you're keeping up with demand and even coming out with new colors, the rose colored DS looks like dirt water compared to her old pink DS. Not the prettiest color... especially for girls... who like PINK. It's not pink. That is all.
Monday was grocery day, as usual. As I was putting everything away, I glanced down at the trash can. This is what I saw: a paper plate wrapper. Yes, I keep paper plates in the cupboard. I started doing that when Bub was sick, and we use still use them every now and then. But I guess... to redeem my wasteful ways, there is the Arm and Hammer Essentials concentrate package. Pour the concentrated liquid in an empty pump bottle and add water.... I haven't tried it yet. I hope I like it. It's much cheaper than Greenworks. Struck me funny. I wonder if Ed Begley's trashcan looks like this?! Edited to add:Maybe I should say.. I doubt Ed Begley's trash can looks like this! (besides, he would put the little piece of cardboard in the recycle bin too LOL)
Check out what happens when the hubby adds his Apple Jacks to the grocery list. : ) I took this pic from my computer screen. I have these little windows that I can open for groceries and other errands. Cuts down on the lists that get lost in the shuffle!
This isn't really a wordless Wednesday... but perhaps it comes close. : )
I've been tagged by Kathleen at Sassy Granny. It's called Six in Six. And it's the sixth picture in the sixth folder of your photos. (I actually counted from the bottom since the sixth from the top is a pic I wasn't interested in posting) : )
This sounded fun, but I was a bit slow in following along. This is one of my favorite pics of our kitty, Annabelle. She is a total mess. In the photo, she's cuddled in one of her favorite spots. She'll stand around watching me make up the bed so she can jump up there and make little paw prints across it while making a bee line for that one spot. She can curl up and still face the big window and see outside. The ultimate for a lazy cat, I would think.
I'm never very good at figuring out who to tag next, so if this sounds fun... then tag, you're it!
When my hubby and I were dating and engaged, he traveled for a work a good bit. And not to.. you know.. Skankyville, USA. where just about evvvvery business trip in America MUST take place No, he got to travel to Germany. More than once. And for weeks at at time. Which of course meant.. getting to see the country on the weekends.
Do you know.. that silly guy never took a single picture. I know. He didn't take a picture of this castle or of the signs all over the place that read "danger for your life. don't go to Turkey". Come on... how could you NOT take a picture of that stuff. I still don't know.
But anyway...travel has it's ups and it's downs. One of those downs, is of course, foraging for food. And in a foreign country, it's especially difficult, since they don't use English all over the place..except for the warnings about Turkey.. and kinda sorta on some road signs... evidently einfahrt and ausfahrt or something like that have nothing whatsoever to do with...um bodily functions...but exiting and entering the autobahn or something. Who knew!
Now where was I... oh yes... menus! The foreign menu. The bane of the business traveler's existence. Do you think that word is 'chicken' or something else??? On one trip with a co-worker, this guy fussed and complained about the menu. To which my husband wittily replied it's like they have a different word for everything! So true.
***insert awkward segway segue here*** and then we had kids. And boy do they say some weird things. I remember when both the kids were very small, we were putting them to bed. I was reading and praying with Miss Boo while Daddyman was doing the same with Bub. Suddenly an exasperated hubby came into Boo's room asking for the book "All the Things That You Need". I assured him that we did not own such a book. But Bub was very persistent. So we started searching the bookcase. We finally figured it out.. it was "All the Thinks You Can Think" by Dr. Seuss. A tad different.
We also liked to eat at Chick-fil- a and on days that Bub's counts were good, sometimes we would treat ourselves to some chicken. Bub always called bbq sauce 'baa-q' sauce. It was so stinkin' cute! And then one day we were sitting down at the table and he asked for BARbeque sauce. We corrected him and asked him if he meant baaa-q sauce. His reply was "no, BooBoo toe me it was barbeque sauce". Thanks BooBoo.
One day a few years ago, we were out and saw some public displays of affection... or P.D.A.'s, if you will. So of course, the hubs and I are saying "PDA PDA PDA"!. We're so mature. Later on, Boo Boo thought she saw something and started running around yelling "FBI FBI FBI"! So now and forever more... PDA's are affectionately known around our house as FBI's.
But in order to keep the record straight.... Enjoy!
Miss Boo has a birthday coming up. And she'll be 14! ...when did that happen???? She's supposed to be..you know.. like 9 or 10... not in the teens.
We've celebrated many birthdays in our family. And under many different circumstances. We celebrated when she turned one. A friend of mine made a pink strawberry cake that looked like a castle. Her invitations said come celebrate with us; our princess is turning one. We had pink and white balloons. She ate cake. Too stinkin' precious.
And then we started having 'friend' parties. Not quite so precious. We had some parties at home and others 'out'. I finally understood the delight that is... all I have to do is show up and bring a cake and 'they' will do the rest. Nice.
Several years ago she wanted to have a slumber party. Um.. no. But we compromised. I let her have a pajama party. Yes, the girls wore their pajamas and brought their pillows, but they didn't stay the night. Genius, I tell ya. They ate pizza and had a great time. I printed out cootie catchers with mixer type questions (that I created) on them, and the girls folded them and played with each other and got to know each other better. I am NOT into competitive games, especially at a party. So that was a big success. And I bought fabric markers and the girls drew pictures on white pillow cases since it was a 'pajama party' and then WENT HOME. It was a lot of fun. Especially the they went home part. We did all the fun stuff and I never had to tell anybody to get quiet and go to sleep. Didn't I tell ya.. genius!
Another year we had a luau theme.... with leis for the girls and they ate everything off toothpicks on flowered plates. Exotic enough... if you're like ten. We played some mixer type games then too. The girls had a ball.
The first birthday she had while Bub was sick was at the Little Gym. We chose an away from home party because Bub was in isolation and could not be around people or go places at that time. And he didn't get to be there. He was bummed but handled it so well. He handled many things amazingly well. I have to remind myself that he was THREE when he did these things sometimes. Anyhoo... the Little Gym party was such a success we decided to do it again the next year. It was a less hopeful time for us.. as we knew at that point, he was terminal. We chose to have the party there because we didn't know if we'd have a dying little one at home. Thankfully he was still feeling pretty well. We dosed him with Tylenol and Advil and he played with the rest of the kids. That makes me cry to think about it. He was just being a kid. He didn't get to do that very much while he was sick. It was pretty much the last 'fun' thing he got to do. From then on, he began to decline and we lost him three weeks later. (We had her party there the following year as well. A bittersweet ending to the 'Little Gym years'.)
I am thrilled my girl is growing up faster than I can imagine. But every event.. every day.. every milestone... has other memories for us right now. Some days are hard. Like I said yesterday.. I'm needing God. Which is good.
This weekend was just a mish-mash of things. First off, Miss Boo was off at a youth conference. Ugh. Pass the Geritol. At least I don't feel old when I say that. I guess by the time I get used to her being that old, she'll be even older. *sigh*
We took her to the church very early. Like 8. Kinda unheard of for us to be that put together that early in the morning on a Saturday. Soccer moms.. you have my sympathies. We decided to get some breakfast and then head out to a big box computer/appliance super store kinda joint because the hubs needed a piece for his computer and I needed to look for a couple of things.
So off we went to Chick-fil-a. Yum. I got a wrap and some little cinnamon roll dealies they've got. We decided to share the 'dessert'. We were each pulling pieces off to eat and yum yumming along the way. Suddenly I spied a nice little puddle of icing and mistakenly stupidly said ooooh, look at THAT? My hubby replied by quickly scooping it up with his finger, eating it and saying "you snooze you lose, lady!".
But the only problem is... it doesn't come in pink anymore! Gasp! I know! She didn't want navy blue or red. And Daddyman has a white one. So she chose a rose colored one.
