Archive for January, 2009

Cleaning the Cave

I don’t know what it is about my husband and his car, but it is a relationship I truly do not understand. I joke with him all of the time and tell him “You would live in a dirt cave and be happy”, and his car is the closest thing to that as you can get.

My husband is normally a very organized clean person, especially at his job. But get him in his car, and it all goes out the window.

I had to switch cars with him today which I dread, usually, more than going for a root canal. Let me begin by telling you we bought this car as our first big purchase together in 1994. It is a great car. It watched us get married. It brought us out West. It has seen labor of our first daughter and brought her safely home after her birth.

Once we got a second car, this car became my husband’s.

His sanctuary.

His Manly Place.

At any given time you can find

about 20 coffee mugs in the back seat. Papers, food, mold, moss, thick dust, and dirt all call his car home. Not to mention (But I will) the two windows do not roll down, the hood is forever bent upward, and there is a part falling off of the side. I can barely drive through all of my coughing. It is that gross.

Today I cleaned it.

Oh what a feeling. Exhilarating, really, to liberate his car from it’s crusty shell. I threw away, combined, I donated, and vaccumed til this car shone. Until it was acceptable, by my obsessive standards.

Ah. That is better.

I understand he does need a place to be masculine (living with all of us girls) I suppose being a man has something to do with dirt. OK. But if you don’t tidy up now and again, nature will reclaim this car. It will cease being a car, and it will be just a home for the squirrels.

Tomorrow, it will probably resume being his cave on wheels, and that is alright.

Today it is clean.

img_3260Nature trying to take it to make a home for the squirrels.


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So my 3 year old little girl says to me “I want to go to college. I will work very hard when I am there”.

Wow. OK. Yes.

Wait…Where did you hear that?

“Blues Clues. Steve said that when he goes to College he will work hard, and I want to too. So, I will go to Preschool, then I go to College.”

Yup, something like that.


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Today my order from the Bare Book Company arrived. Yay! I feel the need to share this with you all because of what a great find it is.

Oh. My. Goodness.

A whole box full of Blank Books. There is something so exciting about that. Looking at a blank book or bare canvas or empty wall…limitless possibitlities.


I also think of the hours that will be spent enjoying the creation of stories and drawings.

So cool.

The best part about these books is they were very inexpensive, but really well made. They are also something that kids can use their imaginations with and do not require electricity or batteries.

I got them to spread out during the year. Gifts for the girls for various holidays, and gifts for their friends. The only trouble is, I am really horrible about keeping surprises secret. Ugh. I also know how much they will like these, so it will be that much harder to keep until a holiday.

Tuesday. That is a holiday somewhere in the world, right?

img_4722Here is a link if you would like to check them out…

Bare Books

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We Lost Lamb!

Our younger daughter has a “lovey”. A little Lamb called Lamby that she HAS to sleep with every night. This stuffed animal is about 5 inches tall and pretty darn grubby (because the “Easter Bunny” who gave it to her forgot to read the label- Surface clean only).

Yeah, right. I don’t know if you have ever tried to surface clean a well loved toy, but Damnned near impossible to make a dent in the grungy surface.

We have certain rules in place so it won’t get lost or too dirty.

  1. Lamby can never leave the house.
  2. Lamby must never sit with us at the dinner table.
  3. Lamby must go straight back into the bedroom if he ever finds himself out of it.

This lovey has been with us for 2 years now, and so far, we haven’t lost him.

Until now.

She woke up this morning and came into our bed to announce that she couldn’t find Lamby. I figured he must have dropped off the bed in the middle of the night, or something to that affect. My sleep encrusted eyes were longing for more sleep, so I mumbled”We’ll find Lamby Later”, and drifted back to peaceful slumber.

Well, I forgot all about dear old Lamby.

Now it is Bed time.

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH. The frantic search for this Lamby would be somewhat comical, if I didn’t know what the consequences were for NOT FINDING HIM!!!

This is really a new world for us. Our first daughter didn’t form attachments to inanimate objects. She has two well- loved stuffed animals, but we could usually distract her if they were ever misplaced.

Lamby is Special.

It has been about an hour now, and we still can’t find him. I decided to write about it, so that I can maybe think of somewhere we haven’t looked.

I suppose everyone has to let go sometime or another. It wouldn’t do to have a 20 year old still attached to her lovey. I just thought we could do it some day with a ceremonial Good- Bye Send Off for the poor pellet-stuffed curly- haired quadraped.

This is much harder.

My instincts as a parent, though, tell me to not give up. I can find this little furry comfort for my child. It has brought the fact that she is so attached to it to the foreground. Another thing to help her shed as she grows up.

But for now,

We all Need some sleep!

img_4718Lamby has been Found! That clever little animal was tucked into her blanket the whole time. Whew!

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Holiday Jump Start

I have already started to prepare for the next Holiday…

Valentine’s Day.

I know. Early.

..But really only a few weeks.

I usually like to do something special for the girls to show how much I care. I also like to limit how much sugar they eat, so if I make something special, I resist the urge to go overboard with sweets.

img_4707This skirt is super easy to make, and I used an old Flat sheet that I had from the days I used to have a booth at the Farmer’s Market.

I  like using materials I already have.
Nothing goes to waste, and it sends a message to them that it doesn’t have to be expensive to mean something.

img_4709I had a bit of trim to fancy it up.

We like this holiday. Any holiday that is all about showing how much you LOVE  is OK with me.

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Food For Thought

As you may have noticed, I write about food quite a bit. That is because it makes up most of who we are and how we are. It is a necessity and a pleasure. A friend of mine says “It’s not about the food”, to which I always reply ” IT is ALL about the FOOD.”

I grew up in the 70’s in a very populated town in New Jersey. We ate a balanced diet, but we also ate crap. It seemed like prepackaged foods were everywhere with ingredients you couldn’t pronounce. They sure were easy to eat. Twinkies and Yodels a plenty. Really cheap food with no redeeming nutritional qualities. I am not sure most it was food.

Now that I have children of my own, I am extremely careful about what they eat, but still have tendencies towards glossy, really bad food for me.

As you may have figured out, I have a thing for chocolate. And Boy, It really loves me. I normally have a very expensive dark chocolate habit, but I also really like M&M’s. They are so pretty to look at and there is something about that crunch on the outside that completes the experience for me.

Where am I going with this? Well, I truly believe that you are what you eat. There is little that can compare with a fresh carrot from the earth or a green bean that you have grown yourself. Whole Foods is where it is at. Health and Happiness.

But there will always be a special place in my heart (and stomach) for those shiny Ms.

img_4705Aren’t they pretty?

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I usually stay clear away from Politics in my Blog or in any conversation. It evokes such anger and aggressiveness and a passion to argue in people that I am not always up for.

Today I am filled with a Hope that I haven’t felt in a while. I can’t hold it in.

As soon as President Obama was sworn in, I felt a lightening of my spirit that I didn’t know needed to be lightened. He is such an eloquent speaker, and such a welcome change. I think that is it. I am hopeful because there will be change. There is no choice. There MUST be change.

I don’t think he will be the answer to all of the world’s problems, but I feel ready to listen to his ideas about what we should do.

For the first time I feel proud about this Country’s political decision, and want to share that with everyone.

Hope is Renewed.

img_4701A New Flag for a New Day.

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