Friday, October 15, 2010

An Entire Weekend

WOW!!

For the entire weekend--Saturday morning through Sunday afternoon--my house will be quiet. Well, as quiet as the puppy and I want it. :-)

PinkOne is headed off to the Junior High Retreat and DH is a Faith Guide (adult leader) so he is going too. I thought I was going to get a weekend with the boy--very unusual around here--but he got a call from the Youth Pastor and one of the Teen Leaders can't go at the last minute. Scout was very responsible about clearing his work schedule--he owes Daniel LOL--and getting his Sunday obligations--sound board for the kid's program--covered. So at the last minute, Scout is off to be a teen leader. I think he'll be a great one.

The Youth Pastor is still looking for another female Faith Guide, but PinkOne has vehemently asked that I not go. And I agree with her. It's not a bad thing really; I consider it a good/growing thing for her. As a homeschooling Mom, I feel it is really important for the kids to have other adult leaders for their activities.

So what to do this weekend?!? Unfortunately, Emma won't let me sleep in--my heart's desire--but I just might get the sewing machine out and make a mess on the dining room table. And I won't even have to put it away when it's time to eat.

Friday, October 8, 2010

I Hate Olive Oil

Yes, I know that olive oil is good for you--to eat. But it isn't coming out of my jeans
thankyouverymuch.

Besides the fact that I really only have one "nice" pair of jeans--these that now have the stain that won't come out--I really hate shopping. What? Every girl loves to shop! No, not this girl because:
  • I'm between sizes, always.
  • I hate spending money on anything I don't have to.
  • The time it takes to find a pair that fits properly for me is time I need to be doing something else.
  • Have you shopped for jeans lately? Mature female bodies--and actually even most young female bodies--should never wear "low rise".
Oh yeah, and I didn't budget for new jeans for me this month. humpf. DH's comment-- "Sorry babe, I really think this is above the line. Go shopping. You have to have pants."

sigh. I'm off to shop.

Monday, October 4, 2010

September Memories

DH and I took a little trip--just a couple days--to one of our favorite places on earth to celebrate our 20th anniversary. It was pretty good weather, great conversation and fun to just chill with each other. We've decided to make it an annual trip, so I'll have to remember the camera next year. LOL
I'm in love...
Aren't they cute?! Their wool is gorgeous and so soft. Alpacas may have to be in my future somehow. (Way in the future though.)

PinkOne
She is healing just fine and the sling is gone. She can start to do push ups; a couple each day. So far so good. She did fine with her dance tryouts too--two extra group invitations. Since she watched the neighbors' cat last winter while they were vacationing for several months, she has the money for one group. We pay for one, so she didn't have to turn one down this year. She is very excited. The dance studio shuffled things around this summer, and put her in a new group. She is sad to leave her best buddy, but is loving her new group. It is a move up for her and we are so proud of her dedication and work ethic. I can't believe this is her 10th year of dance!

Scout
Tonight Scout passes on the Senior Patrol Leader position to another scout. He has learned a lot and grown in so many ways. But he is excited to go back "into the ranks" as he puts it and let someone else be responsible for the planning, etc. His new responsibility is Webmaster, so he won't even have to attend the monthly planning meeting. At the Court of Honor last week he earned a couple more Eagle required badges. He should wrap up his last required badge tomorrow night. The Eagle project is already in the works...

He got a job! Scout is a working man 10 hours a week. He is a page at our local library. It is the best first job ever. Mrs. K has known him since he was 1 1/2 and I brought him to storytime. He loves working for her. And the paycheck wasn't too shabby either. LOL He has visions of a snowboard--and a car.

August Memories

Yeah, yeah, I know. But here we go...

The Hike of the Year
The guys got back from hiking Philmont Scout Ranch safely. No bears--thank you Lord!--and all in one piece. I'm told they earned their man card with this one. Over 86 miles hiked and up to Mount Baldy and ...(some other mountain I can't remember). The pictures are amazing and a trip Scout will never forget. He loved it so much that he says he wants to move to "a house in the mountains in New Mexico". Guess it was that awesome!

THE Fair


Good year all around. PinkOne got FIRST--thank you very much!--for Junior Showmanship with her rabbit. Scout and Emma got a first for agility! They did well with obedience too--HA! (ho would have ever thought it; Emma is maturing into an awesome dog.) PinkOne's chickens went for a whopping $60 at the Silent Auction; thanks, Grandpa ;-). Scout won the pie eating contest--3rd year in a row. LOL Scout did well in rabbit showmanship also--but he doesn't think so. He's such a perfectionist! It was his first year as a Senior and he placed 6th.

Weather was great except for Thursday when we had tornado warnings. We finally made a dash for the car and headed for home only to find out that a tornado had actually cut through our subdivision at home! We had power, but most everyone else in the sub did not for several days. We were also blessed with no damage to our house or yard. There were homes damaged, but no one was hurt.
Misc. Happenings
Scout had a Senior High Youth Group retreat that was a blast; so I'm told. LOL He especially loved the afternoon of paintball with his buddies.
PinkOne fractured her radius/elbow during a dance class. She kicked really high--yeah!--but her other foot slipped out from under her--no!--and down she went. She finished up dance--of course--but started feeling the pain on the way home. We iced her, but by morning it was still hurting. Several trips to various doctors/hospitals later and we had it confirmed; broken. She didn't let it stop her though; dance try-outs were the next evening. She did her best with her arm in her sling.