Monday, February 18, 2008

celebrating presidents?

What Presidents' Day meant at our house:

*For my 3-year-old, it was about a trip, or having extra clothes, or anticipating an accident. He diligently packed a backpack with pajamas this morning and wore it around. "For Presidents' Day, momma!"

*For my 5-year-old, it had something to do with on-foot transportation: "Mom, for Presidents' Day, do we go on a walk or on a hike?"

Huh? I'm confused too.

*For my DH, it meant working.

*For me, it meant a luxurious 3rd weekend day, a scream-filled afternoon with the kids' good buddy over here, and the chance to leave them for an hour this morning and run a few quick errands. Lovely!

Wednesday, February 06, 2008

Having nothing of value to write about, LCS posts anyway

Since my dear sister is being so tightlipped about her Barack-in' experience (get it??), I'll just cover that post. Additionally, I have nothing of any intellectual value to add to these internets, (get your shocked self off of the floor, reader!) however I can't stop from sharing anyway.

Boy #1's preschool had a free vision test courtesy of our local Lions club. I asked him what the lady said about his eyes, and he said (in all seriousness), "Oh, they were mostly clean except for a little dust right here" (pointing to the outside corner of his eye). So I guess that's good.

In other health related news, the great Golden State is now requiring all kindergartners to have a dental exam prior to school*. That seems a little weird. I mean, I'm all for clean teeth, and I'm lucky enough to have a 4-year old who LOVES our wonderful tooth doctor, but is it really necessary to go to school with dentist approved teeth? That kinda sorta seems over the top. Reader? What thinkst thou?
*There is a waiver but there has to be a medical reason why you didn't have the kiddo's teeth looked at by a professional.

My mom is coming to visit for a week, starting in 108 hours. The kids are excited, but I'm simply over the moon!! Conversation with another adult for more than 2 days a week! Another person to distract screaming banshees who only scream when a telephone must be answered! Someone to push the swings! To get kids into carseats! To go grocery shopping! To... I'll stop. But you catch my drift. It's like a week of having a nanny who actually is in love with your kids. Fan-tastic.

I keep having this thing where I read a really, really good book and then can't remember what it was about or the author or the title. So know that I read a really good book last week. But I do remember (after pondering this for some time now) that it was called *Symphony* and I have no idea who the author was. It was about Hector Berlioz (a Romantic composer) (that's a composer from the Romantic Period, not some guy who writes love songs) and how he married an actress (which was a scandalous move in the 1800's in France) and how his life unfolded. I found it really interesting and a fun read. (The author's name just came to me, it is Jude Something. Not Jude Law, although that would really have caught my eye. Jude Morton maybe?? Ah, well, it'll come to me.) And I guess it officially makes me a nerd if I completely got sucked into a book about a guy who composes symphonies.

And now, for the biggest news in our house!!!!! I've saved the best for last in this post!
Ladies and Gentlemen, WE NOW OWN A DISHWASHER!!!!
(drumroll and ecstatic cheers)
Yep, that's right. For two years now, I've been earning these dishpan hands, and now dinner cleanup takes about 10 minutes. I seriously should have written commercials for these handy devices in the 1950's, because I tell you, a dishwasher is just about the 8th wonder of the world if you ask me. Amazing. I'm not even as annoyed when there are five sippy cups on the kitchen table and two kids with cups in their hands. This thing rocks! The other cool thing about it is that the kid at Best Buy who sold it to us (who I daresay was about 12) gave us a discount since his dad and my DH work together, so we got it for under 300 clams! Then we had to have our 1967 house plumbed and wired for it, which didn't even take much more effort than we thought, and voila! LCS's family has officially entered the new millenium. (Actually, I think it's more like we entered the old one, but better late than never, right?!) Now if only someone could invent a bathroomwasher. That would completely rock my world!
In conclusion, my husband would like you to notice that this post is an example of me having nothing to say. And he has chosen to stay married to me for over 7 years. That he will put up with me is amazing. The 9th wonder of the world, he is, right behind the dishwasher.

Saturday, February 02, 2008

Politics've been warned. Actually, this isn't really a political post--just a "wow, I just had an experience shared with 13,000+ others in my small Hip City" post. Look!

That's Barak Obama. In our little state. Drawing huge crowds. Amazing.