Monday, August 31, 2009

Summer You Are Not My Friend

I know I'm going to be almost all alone in this thought. . .Summer is in a tight race with winter for dead last as far as seasons go. I hate heat much more than I hate cold. I don't really like all of these sunny, horribly bright days. I groan each time I have to put my kids into our oven of a car and strap them into their crucible car seats. I don't like the continual lathering of sunscreen or how everything looks so brown and dead. I especially dislike how summer lingers and lingers and lingers and then I get two good weeks of a true fall and it's onto the never-ending winter. Summer has a couple redeeming qualities--nights, thunderstorms and swimming. Those are what get me through. In fact if I could be nocturnal, Summer would probably be my favorite season. So here on the last day of August I'm praying that September can be like what it's supposed to be--fall and I can say hasta la vista to these dog days of summer.

Monday, August 24, 2009

Llama Fest

The girls had a great time and so did Russ and I. It was definitely hot! But we thought the music and the clothes were cool. Genevieve was especially excited because she thought we were at Jasmine's palace.

Bed Head

Hannah is the undeniable queen of bad hair when she wakes up. Her hair is almost always this crazy or crazier. Let's hope it doesn't stick around for her teenage sake.


A few days ago I was deeply engrossed in writing. I was typing away, watching survivor, when out of nowhere I hear this creepy little whisper. . . "Vhari, vhari. . ." and since I was so engrossed I didn't get much more than my name was being called followed by some more creepy whispering and something moving out of the corner of my eye. I'm beginning to feel like I'm right in the middle of Poltergeist. And then when I see Gen, I freak out shaking uncontrollably on the couch. However, the mother in me, kept absolutely silent. Even the horrors of creepy whispering can't illicit a scream that could possibly wake Hannah. Anything to keep the children asleep. Anything.

Wednesday, August 12, 2009


Yesterday Genevieve was lining up some of her old school "Little People". The red-headed princess was missing from the line-up. In a feigned, distressed voice I inquired after the location of said princess. Genevieve quickly followed up with "She was banished!"

Monday, August 10, 2009

My Poppie

Two weeks ago my grandpa passed away. I'm not sure I'm ready to talk about it, but I miss him. He was an amazing, strong man. It was hard having him leave, but he was suffering so much so I was happy for him to be done with all of the pain. I love him so much. He bought us grand kids horses to ride, taught me how to ride, was always concerned about me and my life, loved me, was an extreme example of braveness and endurance. He was an awesome husband, father and grandfather. I feel so lucky that he was able to help bless both of my girls. He was a great man and I will miss him so much. I can't wait to see him again.