Friday, September 29, 2006

Back at it

I finally got my torch set up and sat down today to make some beads for the first time in 6 months. It was good to see my old 2200 degree friend again. My hands have some relearning to do though. When I am at my torch, everything seems to disappear. My vision becomes extremely tunneled. It is a situation where I am not in control. I am at mercy of the glass. It has its own mind, and I am just the mere tool it uses to come to life. I have a very gracious and talented friend who is building me a website, which I am very excited about and will be letting you all know when that is up. I never thought I would be a flameworker... never knew it even existed, but here I am addicted to this art!

Wednesday, September 27, 2006


How come, when the Guyser doesn't want to go to bed, he can't stand and say "Daddy, Daddy, Daddy, Daddy, Daddy, Daddy,Daddy,Daddy, Daddy, Daddy, Daddy."
instead of what he does say?

Sunday, September 24, 2006

If you were two, you would have done the same...

Let me set the scene. I am downstairs showering. The Hubby is upstairs supposedly supervising. (In actuality, this translates to playing spider solitaire.) I walk upstairs into the kitchen, and find this:
Guyser has quietly, and neatly eaten the middles out of not 3, not 6 but 10 Oreos!
I love how he neatly stacked them on the lid of the cookie jar.
When asked if he didn't wonder why the Guyser was so quiet, the Hubby replied. "I thought he was downstairs with you." "And that would have been better?" I ask, "unsupervised around the litter boxes?" We all know how well that works! Life is never dull around here!

A glimpse into my world

I have heard it all about 2 year olds. And it is all true. They are amazing creatures. The way they think, they way they act. That isn't saying it is always adorable, or even enjoyable, just amazing. Here is a glimpse into my world.!

Here is why the laundry is never ever done, and why the kitchen table is always dirty!

"Well Dad, I think the tailpipe made a perfectly good garage for my matchbox car! Don't you?"

This why, even when things are put away, they dont stay away....I find shoes all over the place!

"Like I said, I thought it was a good garage!"

Thursday, September 21, 2006

The Guyser's room

Last night we had a progressive dinner. It was a chance for the 2nd and 3rd year residents to see what we have done with our houses, and have some good food, drink and fun. I don't think my house will ever be this clean again, so I took pictures to document. I have done a lot of work here, but I think my favorite project has been the Guyser's room. I painted it as an underwater mural. I thought I would post pictures and share. The shark in the corner is my favorite!

Tuesday, September 19, 2006

What a good sharer

My son is growing up.. and learing about sharing. He was so kind to share his horrible -no good- make me want to bath in Nyquil-someone just drill my sinuses please! cold with me. What a good little sharer! Share his M&Ms? No way. Share his tractors? Maybe. Share his viruses? You bet!

Thursday, September 14, 2006

Photos from the past

There exists a mere handful of pictures of me from infancy to oh, about 4 years old. This isn't me being a whiney youngest child, this is just fact. Given the fact that I am the mother of a two year old that has a barely filled in baby-book, and not one page of a scrapbook done, I understand why there exists so few pictures (and why there are 11x14 professional portraits of my oldest two siblings......). So this past weekend, when I saw my brother he gave me copies of some of the pictures we got out of my Grandmother's photo albums after she died. I was amazed at these two pictures, because everyone says how much the Guyser looks like his daddy, and I agree, but he isn't a carbon copy of his dad. If shown a picture of his daddy when he was two years old, and asked, "Who is this?" He says, "Daddy." So, he knows he looks a little different. But in these two pictures, I see a lot of the Guyser. The headshape and nose especially. Anyway, it was fun to see these.... nice saddle shoes, eh? (Oh, and any comments from the glasses wearing peanut gallery may be avenged with more know who you are....)

Tuesday, September 12, 2006

Pics of Mr. Stitch

Here is the Guyser rooting for the Sioux! We drove to see my bro and the Sioux play against UNI in an AWESOME game! The Sioux were victorious in a game where there were probably 400 yards ran in the last 2.5 minutes!

Here is the Guyser after his hospital "adventure." It is hard to see the stitches, but they are there, on his mouth. They have not interferred with him sucking/chewing on his "nigh-nigh" however.

Monday, September 11, 2006

Chicks dig scars OR I guess we should have taken those healthcare flex dollars....

So, I always thought I would be the first to have work done by a plastic surgeon, but no, the Guyser beat me to it! Not only did the Guyser take a header into the door/or door frame, but he slashed his mouth so well, that not just any surgeon stitched him up, but a plastics surgeon! Guyser got his first ER visit, first surgery and first hospital admission all in one accident! We are back home this afternoon. I feel like I have been run over by a truck. Hospitals are nowhere to get any rest!

Wednesday, September 06, 2006

Thanks A Lot

Who the HELL advised me to watch "The Family Stone???"

I mean it was a WONDERFUL movie.. .really, it was great, loved the actors, especially Luke Wilson... but come ON! A (spoiler here, for those of you who haven't seen it!) a MOM who is DYING around CHRISTMAS???? Just shoot me!

Yeah... there were tears.... and lots of them.....

But it WAS a really good should watch it. With a box of kleenex and a stiff drink.

Monday, September 04, 2006

This weekend involved sewing and sorting through fabric which was my mom's. Those of you who know, know she was a fantastic seamstress. She also never threw a single scrap of material away either... I discovered. I have her sewing machine now. Using it sort of tears at my heart... I guess in the same way the sound of a "putt putt" (2 cyclinder tractor engine) tears at the Hubby's. I wish I knew how many hundreds of thousands of stitches her machine has sewn. I am pretty sure it is at least 40 years old. Growing up, she was always sewing on something. I remember standing over her shoulder watching...probably "helping" in the same way the Guyser "helps" me now... And now this is what I find interesting: I am not sure how I learned how to sew. Maybe she sat me down and taught me the basics. I don't really remember this. Its just like I know what to do. I recovered some cushions this weekend. How did I know how to sew the corners so that the material would lay nicely in the corner of the cushion? Ida know... I must have seen her do it sometime. Someone said to me "I didn't know you know how to quilt." "Me neither." I replied. I don't remember her teaching me all this, but yet I know. Kind of like how the Hubby doesn't remember being taught all about electricity from his Step-Granddad, but he knows all about it...I guess my point is that it is amazing what kids learn, especially when they don't even know they are being taught. Kind of frightening too...........

I miss her so much. Yet with every seam I sew, it is like I hear her voice saying, "It's crooked."... :)

Saturday, September 02, 2006

2 things I don't understand

1. Why does the Guyser insist that what is in the litter boxes is what the cats want in their food bowls? (And I am not just talking about litter.....)

2. How can the Guyser be left with the Hubby for less than five minutes and be "feeding" the cats from the litter box???

Detestation List

I think I am usually a positive person. I realize I have much to be grateful for, and there are those with bigger problems than I. However, today, after a LOOOOONG week, I am posting my Detestation List. Feel free to add your own.

1. Tumors
2. Allergies
3. Terrible Two's
4. Folding Socks
5. Cats who follow me around as if I am a piece of baked salmon
6. Disrespectful individuals
7. Unidentifiable (in both source and location) odors
8. Tantrums
9. Autumn
10. Cell Service
11. Pretty much all our phones
12. Blogs that are not updated for months on end
13. When really bad things happen to really good people
14. Allergies (I know I already said that.)

There, now I feel better...

(Gee... rereading this, some seem pretty petty.... I must be in need of an adult "time out"...)