Thursday, April 6, 2017

The Sun Will Come Out...

I have crawled out from under my blankets and suddenly I feel like skipping, and singing, and planting stuff, and writing a blog!

Although, it may have been too soon on that planting stuff part. The warning sign on the tomato plants at the nursery said, "It's too soon!" Our neighbors who stopped by as we were planting on that warm Saturday afternoon said, "It's too soon!" My friend Joann took one look at our little vegetable garden threw her head back and laughed. "It's too soon!" But it was 65 degrees outside, birds were chirping, Chris and Theo had bought 16 tomato plants that were taking up room in the kitchen, and Gregorys are optimists.
It was too soon.

On a more successful note, I was looking at Theo last night and something seemed weird. Finally I realized that I could no longer see his ribs. I ushered him over to the scale and determined that Theo now weighs in the 52nd percentile for boys his age! He's practically robust! After years of languishing somewhere between the 5th and 25th percentiles for weight, 52 warms a mother's heart. "That's some good parenting, that's what that is," said Chris.

Theo had a dream that he had a beloved pet pig. One day he came home from school to find that I had decided to make pork green chile out of it, in order to save myself a trip to the grocery store. Because he really loved his pig, he put the pork green chile in a little bag and carried it around and talked to it. Then he woke up kind of mad at me.

Lucy would like to know if anyone wants her to sing all of the songs in Hamilton? Because she is willing.

Lastly, the tree in my backyard is about to be spectacular.
Happy Spring, Everybody!

Monday, March 6, 2017

"I have an idea. Let's make...."

Hal has been wearing me out. He has a very creative brain, and loves to think about how things work, and how they are made. For the last few weeks, he has been wanting to "make" .... well .... everything. All day. Every day. He's asking if we can make things. And he doesn't just accept a simple "no." He will ask multiple times, and days in a row. 

Here is a list of things he's asked to make in the last week. MAKE. Not grow, or visit, or buy. Make. Some seem relatively easy, like lemonade. But others seem pretty impossible, like beach. And it seems endless.

I've starred the ones we actually did, to varying degrees but at least to his satisfaction.

*Ant house
Gopher house
*Easter eggs
*Bed (3 different times)
*Spider trap
Underwear (out of a diaper)
Garlic bread
*Lava lamp
Ice cream
*Playground for Mae
*Party decorations
*Trash can
*Dog food
Blankets (one by knitting, one by quilting)
*Salt shaker
*Flower holder



Gopher house

Beehive and Piñata 

Easter Eggs (we hid these three days in a row)


Tuesday, February 21, 2017

Home hunting

Well I found a place to live! I thought I should document some of the things it took me to get here:

listings Sarah sent me: 43
times my request to see a place was completely ignored: 7

times I was hung up on: 2
people who decided they weren't going to move out after all: 1
times I was scared off by a crazy landlord: 2
days I decided not to go apartment-hunting due to snowstorms: 4
days I decided to go apartment-hunting in spite of snowstorm: 1
hours spent digging my stuck car out of the snow: 1
snow shovels "borrowed" from unsuspecting strangers: 1
times I considered buying a trailer in a trailer park: 2
complexes that lied about having apartments available at the listed price: 4
complexes that smelled like a meth lab*: 2
apartments leased to someone else before they were even available to be viewed: 4
times I thought I might have activated a tripwire: 1
times I accidentally broke into the wrong apartment: 1

aaaand finally,

times I peed in the bathtub of an apartment for rent: 1
It sure has been an adventure!

* I do not know what this smells like.

Sunday, October 30, 2016

A Halloween that knew no limits

 Did someone say they wanted more pictures of the insanity that was this year's halloween? Here you go!

Hugo: Self-driving Google Techie
Best parts: Glow sticks on the door that light up, mini license plate, taking it to Google X and seeing everyone get a good laugh

Me:French Knight
Best part: Kids reading the script to get candy, knowing my french accent was just about at bad as John Cleese's bad accent, watching the recognition register on people's faces
Gwen: Mermaid
Best Parts: removeable tail fin, the look on her face when she first saw herself with hair extensions, how I'm worried that crown will give away how much free time I have on my hands

Levi: Ant Man
Best Parts: Clickable shrink button made from a flashlight button, removeable face shield, peanut butter jar lid ear pieces, Levi saying "this is EPIC!" whenever we would finish a part

Friday, October 14, 2016

Can't Stop, Won't Stop

Just to give you an idea of how in over my head I am with Halloween costumes right now, here is the list of supplies I've used so far.

Duct tape
Masking tape
Hot glue
Super glue
Mod podge
Elmers glue
Joint compound
Zip ties 

Toilet paper
Acrylic paints
Spray paints
Plastic cups
Plastic spoons
Floss containers
Milk jug cap
Sea Shells
Plastic tiara
Glow sticks
Peanut butter jar lids
Drinking straws

Power drill
Sewing machine
Electric hand mixer

Monday, September 26, 2016

Yesterday, in Three Acts

Act One

Scene One
Hal gets in a screaming match with my phone.

Hal: No, YOU are a robot! I am not a robot! I’m Hal!
Siri: I would prefer not to talk about HAL.
Hal (sobbing): What you mean?!

Scene Two
Gordon and Hal have a sit-down chat.

Hal: Why doesn’t she want to talk about me?
Gordon: There was a bad robot-computer once named HAL. She’s not talking about you.
Hal: Can I see a video?

Act Two

Scene One
Hal watching YouTube clips from 2001: A Space Odyssey

Dave: Open the pod bay doors, HAL.
HAL: I'm sorry, Dave. I'm afraid I can't do that.
Dave: What's the problem?
HAL: I think you know what the problem is just as well as I do.
Dave: What are you talking about, HAL?
HAL: This mission is too important for me to allow you to jeopardize it.
Dave: I don't know what you're talking about, HAL.
Dave: HAL, I won't argue with you anymore! Open the doors!
HAL: Dave, this conversation can serve no purpose anymore. Goodbye.

Scene Two
Hal wandering around our friends’ house, telling everybody he can see, one at a time, about the robot-computer HAL.

Hal: He doesn’t have arms or legs, but moves with the spaceship. He’s called HAL, and he won’t open the doors for Dave. And he talks through the red spot.

Act Three

Scene One
Hal watches more video of HAL before bed.

HAL: I'm afraid. I'm afraid, Dave. Dave, my mind is going. I can feel it. I can feel it. My mind is going. There is no question about it. I can feel it. I can feel it. I can feel it. I'm a... fraid. Good afternoon, gentlemen. I am a HAL 9000 computer. I became operational at the H.A.L. plant in Urbana, Illinois on the 12th of January 1992. My instructor was Mr. Langley, and he taught me to sing a song. If you'd like to hear it I can sing it for you.
Dave: Yes, I'd like to hear it, HAL. Sing it for me.
HAL: It's called "Daisy."
[sings while slowing down]
HAL: Daisy, Daisy, give me your answer do. I'm half crazy all for the love of you. It won't be a stylish marriage, I can't afford a carriage. But you'll look sweet upon the seat of a bicycle built for two.

Scene Two
Bedtime. Hal crying in Gordon’s arms in his bed.

Hal: But I don’t want Dave to turn him off! Why did Dave shut down HAL? But why?!?

Monday, August 8, 2016

Sink bath

Theo: "To be honest, this is a bit awkward.  But I'm doing it for tradition."