Friday, September 18, 2009

Nothing says Friday like Free Stuff...

Here's a fun giveaway I've found in blog land this morning....



Cricut has come out with the 100th Cartridge... and it is darn cute! Click on this link to see more photos, including fonts:

http://www.cricut.com/shopping/ProductDetails.aspx?id=361&s=1&sc=2




They are giving away 20 a week for 5 weeks... I missed out on week one, but here is the link so you can enter in the week #2 drawing:


http://www.cricut.com/messageboard/tm.aspx?m=5284445&mpage=56&key=&#5303110

To be entered into the drawing you need to leave a comment on the Giveaway thread.

Good Luck Everyone.... and Happy Friday!!!

Wednesday, September 16, 2009

Meet our good friend, Tim...

Disclaimer: I did NOT take these photos... of course, most of you are smart enough to know that already!




If you love these as much as I do, you are going to want to visit this website. Tim has set up a blog for photo taking tips and he's starting a class for all you moms like me who want to be better photographers. Hurry, click on the blog link above... read through his posts... you'll laugh, you'll cry, and you'll want to learn all the secrets of the trade! And then, make sure you go back next Monday to register for the class!


Monday, September 14, 2009

The Name of the Song Says It All...


Two more weeks of September. Two more weeks of 100 degree weather. It's still hot in October, but September is the hardest. Monsoon is gone, over, done. Monsoon this year was a total bust. We had next to no rain, not a decent dust storm, and barely any thunder or lightning.

I can't watch NYC news right now. It's fall already in many parts of the country... they are starting to wear sweaters, and the leaves will be changing colors... It's just too depressing to realize that here, the leaves never change colors!

Fall is my favorite season, and it's so hard to skip it here. We maybe get fall for about 2 weeks. Maybe....

Allergy season is in full swing too. My sinuses are in total revolt and it's not making me a happy camper. After three straight days of sinus headaches, I'm ready to finally break out the neti pot. Ugh...

So, if you don't mind, I'll go to sleep and someone can "wake me up when September ends...."

Thursday, September 10, 2009

Young Adult Fiction

I've become quite the addict of YA Fiction. I think it's come a long way since I was a teenager. When I was little I loved reading and I was quite good at it. Then, came JR High and "assigned" books to read. I often didn't enjoy the books that were required reading or I didn't understand the symbolism I was supposed to uncover, so I got frustrated and disliked reading even more.
This trend continued all the way through college. I never read for fun. Then, while we were still newlyweds my husband bought me this book:

It was the first in a series of Historical Fiction Novels about the organization of our church. Based completely on fact, but written from the perspective of a fictional family. I ate it up. I remembered how fun it was to read again. I discovered reading for pleasure! I was in heaven! My mother-in-law is a book addict herself and kept me well stocked with books to read. They were mostly church fiction, and mostly romances, but still, I enjoyed them.

Years passed, and I still wasn't reading much outside the LDS genre. Mostly because I didn't know what good books were out there. I didn't get a library card, and couldn't afford to buy books of my own. I have high standards and won't read a book if I find it's overly violent, trashy, or smutty. I didn't want to waste money buying books that might fall into this category.

Then Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire was released. I had somehow missed hearing about HP up until this point. My mom was curious and bought the set of books 1-4 at Costco, thinking they would be great to have around when the grandkids got older. She picked one up to read it, and didn't surface again until she'd wiped out all four. Then she drove them to my house and left them with me. Because Ian was just a week or two old, I had plenty of time to read. I read and read and read.
Harry Potter really opened the flood gates. I finally went to my local library and got a library card. I started searching out good books in the library. Then a friend invited me to come to a book club. I reluctantly went. In my mind, I would be back in English class, disecting every single detail and every hidden meaning. It was nothing like that at all. I loved it. I was hooked.

Over the years, I've read lots of books, discovered the fun of reading books in series, and picked over the YA section many times. I like YA books because they are often shorter, cleaner, and well, I don't know why... I just like them.

Here's my most recent YA find:

I can't even begin to describe what this book is about in any concise manner, but it will NOT disappoint. Here's a plot summary from Amazon.com:
In a not-too-distant future, the United States of America has collapsed, weakened by drought, fire, famine, and war, to be replaced by Panem, a country divided into the Capitol and 12 districts. Each year, two young representatives from each district are selected by lottery to participate in The Hunger Games. Part entertainment, part brutal intimidation of the subjugated districts, the televised games are broadcasted throughout Panem as the 24 participants are forced to eliminate their competitors, literally, with all citizens required to watch. When 16-year-old Katniss's young sister, Prim, is selected as the mining district's female representative, Katniss volunteers to take her place. She and her male counterpart, Peeta, the son of the town baker who seems to have all the fighting skills of a lump of bread dough, will be pitted against bigger, stronger representatives who have trained for this their whole lives.

I just finished the second book in the planned Trilogy, Catching Fire. I laughed, I cried, I cheered, and I had an anxious pit in my stomach the entire book. I won't give you a plot summary here, because I don't want to blow anything from the first book for anyone who hasn't read them. I will say one thing that I was really touched by: Cinna. Love that character. Love his guts, love his style, love his skills, love his courage, and LOVED his "statement". When you read it, you'll know what I mean. But let's just say that it's going to be a long wait for book 3. A long, long wait.

So now that I have a whole year to wait... I need to distract myself with other good books. What's your favorite YA book or series? Please share... I might go crazy thinking about the Hunger Games!

Tuesday, September 8, 2009

Fatigue

You know the saying:

Early to bed, Early to rise, makes a man healthy, wealthy and wise.

On the first day of school back in July, I began getting up at 6:00 a.m.

I have not had to get up so early since I graduated from Early Morning Seminary back in 1991. I vowed that I would never sign up for a class or have a job that started earlier than 8 a.m. And I've stayed true to that... and I'm not a person that needs a lot of time to get ready... I'm quick. I'd rather sleep than primp... I'd rather sleep that cook a hot breakfast. I'd just rather sleep than do most things in the morning!

Now, 18 years later, I'm getting up at 6 a.m. so I can take my Freshman to school at 6:15. It's not optional... there's no way to get out of it.

The first week or so, I really liked it. Getting in the car and driving to the high school wakes me up enough that I'm ready to start my day when I get back at 6:30. I was so incredibly productive those first two weeks of school. It was awesome.

Now, I'm getting burned out. Today was so hard. I just wanted to crawl back into bed when I got back... and I did. I didn't ever fall asleep, but I dozed in and out and just made life miserable for myself. I finally cracked open a diet coke at 9 a.m. to get my act together. I just couldn't snap out of that haze.

Here's the problem... it's a good habit I need to develop. When I feel rested, I LOVE getting up early. I will likely be doing this for many, many years.... since I will have at least one child attending high school/seminary for the next 13 years.

How can I snap out of this funk I'm in and maximize the situation? I know what you are going to say before you say it. Go to bed earlier. Here's the deal... I already go to bed no later than 10:30. Ten if I can help it. It's not like I'm staying up crazy late and then expecting to feel rested the next morning.

Is this just an adjustment period that I'm going to have to fight through until my body gets used to it? Please, I need advice!

Monday, September 7, 2009

Swimmers, take your mark...

Taylor's new life... involves lots of sun, water and good goggles...
I volunteered to be a timer at swim meets which is awesome because if I'm not timing another race, I can be right at the blocks to cheer for my guy...
This race, I even grabbed my camera and snuck a few shots...
Being a timer has it's downsides, too... it gets incredibly HOT and the parents aren't invited to jump in to cool down...
Will he letter as a freshman? Will his relay team for the freestyle relay get past regionals? Only time (and lots of laps) will tell...

Saturday, September 5, 2009

Just in Time

Well, I took every one's very good advice and arranged with Eric to get our nasty tree cut down last Saturday. We did some of it Friday night and Eric and Taylor spent most of the day on Saturday trying to get the trunk/roots out. Finally, in a desperate attempt to get as much of it on the trailer and to the dump before closing-time as possible, Eric sawed through the base of the trunk with his circular saw. Not exactly the right tool for the job, but the chainsaw had crapped out halfway through the day and chopping it by hand with an axe was taking forever! We still have a stump to pull out and dispose of, but that will have to wait (again) since it's raining outside today... maybe Monday... fitting job for Labor Day, right?



Sunday morning, we woke up to find this "gift" in our front yard.


We've never been TP'd in this house, and given the amount of thorny bushes in AZ landscapes, I always thought I'd be really angry if this ever happened to me. But, in the LDS culture, being TP'd is a sign of affection or admiration. Growing up, all the popular kids houses got TP'd on a regular basis. Mine did not. I don't know if it has to do with where I sat on the popularity scale OR if it was more influenced by the fact that my dad was a well known city Police Officer. But, I can tell you, I TP'd a lot of houses in my day. It was fun, and a way to feel rebellious without really doing anything wrong. (Again, LDS teens justify this practice because everyone in the church knows it's a "good thing" to get TP'd....)
The Priests Quorum in our ward is darn lucky we had just taken the other tree out. This tree was easy to clean up. What we couldn't pull down by hand, a nice wind blew out within the next day or so.

Even though, I feel loved, I also feel the itch to retaliate... watch your backs, people... watch your backs!


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