Wednesday, March 4, 2009

Carpe Diem

My absolute favorite show growing up was Dead Poets Society. I watched it today for the first time since High School. I was reminded why I love it so. It's such a beautiful movie and I'm not just talking about the boys.

The premise of the whole movie is individuality; not conforming to society and becoming passionate about your life. I guess that is why I studied Sociology in school. I'm fascinated by those who seek out their interests and take action. My brain is full of half-cocked ideas of who I want to be. In reality, I don't believe I'm anything like what I "want" to be. I think I'm so bogged down with the "what nots" to live in the present and suck the morrow out of my life.

I was so set on not being ordinary, that it's now my reality. I feel very ordinary. I still feel like a teenager trying to find my strengths, interests and talents. As I think about my life and my interests, I feel very much like the conformist.

So here's the question: How does a housewife seize the day? What do you do to suck the morrow out of your life?

In your perception, how do I Carpe Diem?

Sunday, February 22, 2009

Monkey Cake

I thought I would give you an update about the Birthday cake situation. I think we wised up after Zac's because Tyler's came off without a hitch! It was actually fun to put together. Thanks goodness for Family Fun Mag and other online resources.

Saturday, February 14, 2009

Happy Birthday, Tyler!




Tyler just turned 7. Wow! I can't believe it. So here's a few things about Tyler and why we love him.

1. He has only been in a hurry once in his lifetime: when he was born. He was 4 weeks and 1 day early. (No, we didn't plan on having a Valentine's Day Baby) Because of that 1 day, he was treated as a Preemie with 8 hours in the NICU. He was totally fine though weighing a whopping 5 lbs. We were able to go home at the usual time.

2.Tyler is our little peacemaker expect for when it comes to Sami. That girls knows how to push his buttons. He is the sweetest, most easy goin' kid you'll ever meet. He is quick to give hugs and kisses and just melts my heart when his face lights up in anticipation of something great.

3. This kid likes to tinker. He is big into building stuff and making new configurations with his Lego's and other various building materials. He has a great imagination when it comes to making new things.

4. He is very sensitive to the atmosphere around him. I relate him to "Jasper". He has a calming influence on every situation. He knows when the Spirit is absent where ever he may be: a quality I hope he keeps with him throughout the years.

5. He is quick to obey. He knows when he's done something wrong. When I ask him to go spend his Time-Out in the corner, he goes willingly with minimal fuss, not like someone else in our family.....He's also very willing to help when we ask him.

6. He is very diligent in his learning. He may not pick up on something very quickly, but once he's got it, he's got it. He doesn't give up. He's willing to try new things when it's presented to him and review it until he's sure he's got it.

7. He is a HAM! He loves to dominate camera time. He is quick to pull the funny faces and laugh at himself. He is just a joy to have around and makes you feel better if you've had a rough day.

We love you Tyler!

See that big fish? That one is Tyler's. No joke

Friday, February 13, 2009

Private Anatomy

I'm a fan of Grey's Anatomy.

I'm even a partial fan of Private Practice.

I'm NOT a fan of the cross-over event. ENOUGH ALREADY. Go back to your respective cities and leave each other alone! Too much DRAMA! Oh wait, I guess that's why they call it a soap, huh?

Wednesday, February 11, 2009

Overboard

I thought all you Twilight fans would get a kick outta this. I think it's a little over the top, but hey, if you have the space, the infatuation, and a very understanding husband, then be my guest.

Monday, February 9, 2009

Christi Ann and Her Terrible No Good Day

First of all, let me tell you that I'm a sleeper. I need my sleep. If I don't get the required 7-8 hours of sleep, I have a hard time functioning.

  • Sasha woke me up about 1/2 hour before my alarm. I HATE it when that happens.
  • It was snowing outside which equals a crappy commute for DH.
  • He's trying to get out the door early but needs to add his John Hancock to some checks and is seeking for a deposit pouch. Well, he already has one in his bag, why he needs another is beyond me. So, he leaves in a huff.
  • Enter bill time. I hate bills. I hate my bills more than I hate the office bills. But I think you know by now that I hate bills. Well, Chris has had to re-classify some bills where my bookkeeping is concerned but hasn't let me in on his "code".
  • I have to hand-write checks to get them paid only to have to enter them in later. UGH!
  • I try to relax by checking email and seeing who's online, but wait, there's a problem. The computer was powerless and "forgot" the IP address. Hence no internet.
  • Did I mention the cable was out too?
  • After 2 hours volunteering at the school, I learn that my phone is dead. No contacting MIL to cancel lunch plans.
  • I planned to make cream puffs with the kids after school. Bought the wrong dough. Not gonna happen.
  • We decide on DH's favorite cookies. Use the Cuisinart. Didn't mix it. Had to dirty another bowl and hand mixer only to find out the dough was too tough for the mixer! UGH!
Today is a bust. I can only hope that tomorrow will be better. Is it bedtime yet?

Tuesday, February 3, 2009

Better Than......


Chris made me a Birthday Cake. It was chocolate. It was mixed with Diet Coke. It had Heath bars crunched into the batter and on top. It had caramel topping soaked into the cake after baking. It had whipped topping to cover the decadence. Talk about too much of a good thing. It was yummy delicious for about the first bite, then it was just pure torture to consume. It's name is Better Than S** Cake and I suppose one might lose control while eating such good eats, but not this girl. I'll settle for my man anytime, anywhere. I definitely had to limit my exposure to this "pleasure" in a pan, but not so with my man. Are you blushing yet? I am. TMI, TMI