Archive for March, 2009

What I Learned This Week

(Yes, I realize I said that I would be in a world without the internets, but here – unlike Vegas – it’s free at the hotel…so you will hear from me after all! Aren’t you lucky!)

It’s that time of week again where we are all supposed to have learned something in the past week.  Go on over to Jo-Lynne’s and see what others have learned.   

This week has been pretty interesting. No hubby around for most of it, then mixed in with a 2-truck caravan down to Vegas with kids in tow for a night, and then a half a day drive to Zion National Park in Utah. 

So I have learned that if I am better natured about life and it’s “adventures” (such as long car rides, lack of sleep, sporadic naps, off scheduled eating) then my kids roll with the “adventure” better. 

We went for two hikes Monday.  One was very short, only about a half mile, but the parking lot for the trailhead was already full, so I drove down the road a little ways and we walked the edge of the road for about a half mile until we reached the trailhead.  It was quite cold, only about 35 degrees out, and I’m not going to lie to you…there was complaining, but I didn’t let it get to me.  I didn’t let them ruin the beautiful scenery we were in…and even after they complained most of the way up to the Weeping Rocks due to the cold temperatures, we made it back to the truck, had a snack, and then we went for a 2-mile hike up a different trail.  There was some tripping, falling, and subsequent crying, but I wanted them to make it all the way, so I kept encouraging them.  I think the rogue squirrels and the deer grazing amongst the trees helped their motivation. 

Persistence and good spirits can go a long way when the ratio is 3:1, kid advantage.



I will probably be MIA until next Thursday or Friday.  As I said earlier this week, Traveler has a trip to Utah for more training and we are making a family trip out of it.  Tomorrow morning we will be headed south for a night in Vegas and then finishing the trip to southwest Utah near Zion National Park on Sunday.  I’m really looking forward to seeing what kind of “spring” pictures I can find there for this week’s Capture challenge.  I am going to see if I can get my camera to download to T’s laptop,  (It’s time’s like this that I really want one of my own!!) and then hopefully post on Wednesday night before we hit the road on Thursday.  I will also try and check in Wednesday to see how I did for the first week of Shrink into Summer.

I’ll be missing the internets while I”m not permanently glued to it.  Yes, I have a problem and I’m not ashamed to admit it.

You Capture – Reflections

Last week’s challenge from Beth at Folding Laundry was to capture some reflections.  I had to mull this concept over.  I wanted to find something different than just a mirror, but I wasn’t sure where to find this until last Thursday.  The temperature was fantastic.  I think it hit 70 degrees.  We stopped at McDonald’s on the way home from running errands for an ice cream cone (I use the term loosely as we all should know by now that there is no actual milk products in those things.)  The girls knew my drill.  If it’s warm, you eat ice cream and other meltable products outside.  After they were done eating they were running around playing outside and so I grabbed the camera and followed them around.  Our empty birdhouse in the back yard hanging in a tree caught my eye.  Could I get a reflection off of the cheap plexi-glass?  As I got closer I realized that I could see our red shed in the reflection and I captured this:


Then, as the girls were climbing trees I glanced up at my filthy windows and saw the girls in the Sweet Pea’s window.  I love how the “dirty window effect” (it’s a new photography term, I swear) makes it look like an old 70s picture.


Then I wandered to a different window and captured this big oak.


After I thought I got a couple decent window pictures, I had to come in and start making dinner to feed the hungry masses after their ice cream sugar rush wore off.  I had just bought a new bottle of wine and the bright color caught my eye, so I tried to do something different with the bowl of my Kitchen-Aid mixer.  I call it “Salvation and Utility”.   (tongue firmly planted in cheek)


So that was my week.  I’m looking forward to the next challenge.  How did you do with your reflections?

Newest Challenge from The Sisterhood

I didn’t do my Monday Confessions over at the Sisterhood, but I should have.  I think I was avoiding it.  I’ve had a bad week.  Friday I the monthly friend came in full force and I only ended up walking on the treadmill instead of running and then didn’t even do Wii.  Then on Saturday I had a very boring training session that I had to attend (but had already taken twice before).  I wasn’t hungry, but they had snacks.  The fruit was yummy, but they had cheese danishes.  They weren’t big, and so I ate one despite feeling full.  That evening we went to a birthday party where I ate cake and ice cream (and it didn’t even taste that great).  Then Sunday morning before Traveler left for the week, we went out to breakfast.  I ate a delicious breakfast burrito and fried potatoes.  Quite yummy.   I didn’t get my workout in Monday because a friend called to invite the girls over for an impromptu birthday party.  I didn’t have any cake this time, but I was snacking a lot because I have been quite tired this week but haven’t been able to afford myself a nap.

So today, I’m getting back up on that horse.  The treadmill and I will be friends, even if I have to force myself to like it, and I’m doing Wii too.  I know this next week will not be the best in the way of eating.  We are taking a trip with Traveler to Utah and will be staying at a hotel and eating out most of the meals.  The good part is that the girls and I are going to spend some time at Zion National Park, so I’m packing the walking shoes and we are going to exercise.  I’m not sure what T’s conference schedule is and whether or not I will be able to sneak down to the fitness center at the hotel or not, but if I get the chance, I’m gonna do it.

So, I’m accepting this latest challenge.  (Notice the new shiny yellow button on the side.)  I will mentally get back up on my horse and hang on tight.  T keeps telling me I need to buy a bikini.  I have never owned one and could probably pull it off, but my confidence isn’t there.   Maybe these next 8 weeks will help me with that.

What I Learned This Week

It’s that time of week that Jo-Lynne over at Musings of a Housewife asks the internets “What I Learned This Week”.

This last week has seemed like a blur.  I’ve been racking my brains trying to come up with something tangible.   The only thing that comes to mind is that I really need to practice letting my kids be kids.  I spend so much time and effort trying to make them responsible and kind to each other that I forget that they need to be able to let their hair down and be crazy.  They get a decent amount of down time every day, but the hint of spring has brought out the spunkiness in them all.  Take last night the three of them were running through the house crazy.  They were wrastling and bouncing into each other and jumping on each other and pillow fighting (what I suppose a typical day with boys would be like) and I let them.  They lasted almost an hour before they had their fill and Sweet Pea ended literally running into a doorway.  Poor thing bent her glasses at angles glasses should not be in.  Luckily I was able to bend them back without breaking them, and the best part is the glasses have never been stayed on her nose so well.

Normally I have a fairly low tolerance for their kid-ness  The screeching usually drives me up a wall.  I would welcome nails on a chalkboard compared to three screeching girls.  But I know I need to let them play and be a little out of control every once in awhile.  It’s good for them to stretch and push these limits with each other, especially since they don’t get to do it at school.

So I guess I didn’t learn anything new, but I will practice what I already know.

Traveler is at it again

He boarded a plane yesterday.  He will be back Friday night, and then we all are accompanying him on his next week-long trip, and then he will be gone for a month.  I should be thankful.  There was supposed to be another week attached to the beginning of all this traveling for training.  I know I can handle life, the kids, the job, and all the other extracurricular stuff that takes place – I can handle all of this on my own…and I pride myself on keeping things running smoothly, but I like my husband and wish he didn’t have to be gone so much.  I don’t know how single parents do this gig full-time.  I think it would be easier if I didn’t work…there would be less external stress to get things done, but I like working (for the most part). 

The other night we were watching TV (ER and Gray’s Anatomy) and both had transplant cases.  I turned to T and reminded him that I expected all of my good parts to be donated…and by the way if I do go first I expect him to find some new hottie to take my place.  🙂  Are these weird conversations to have?  I’m just trying to be realistic.  He already knows that he would be replaced if he goes before me while the kids are still in the house.  Not that he could be replaced, and really who would want to walk into life with 3 girls? But I’m not cut out for single motherhood.  I can handle single motherhood in sprints, it’s the endurance for the marathons that leaves me in a puddle of goo on my gold kitchen floor. 

He’s even “threatened” me with getting a full-time gig with the Guard in Boise.  My response? Have fun…we’ll visit often.  I didn’t want to move back home.  I struggled with feeling a loss of pride.  After graduating from high school I couldn’t wait to get out of here.  I wanted to be free of this place.  I guess I was just like most teenagers yearning for freedom.  So when no jobs were happening up in Boise for T and an awesome opportunity presented itself to move back home, T jumped at it.  It took me almost a year to feel comfortable (granted part of that was because all five of us plus the 2 cats and dog lived with my parents for 7 months of that first year…in a 2000 sq ft. house.)  So now that I’m settled here, I don’t want to move.  I think it would be different if T decided to go in a completely different direction – say active duty or some 1-year/18-month temporary gig somewhere I’ve never lived before (say back east somewhere).  Then I would definitely move for the experience our family could glean from a new environment.  But otherwise, he has direct deposit, we homeschool, and we would travel.  Would it be ideal?  No, but the world would keep spinning, and we would take it one day at a time.  And maybe they would appreciate their dad a bit more.  So that is what we will do, take one day at a time.

A giggle for your Friday afternoon