It is now official. It is the holidays. What makes it so official you ask? Because I just stowed away the big black box. In order to stow away the big black box, I first had to get out the other five big black boxes. And to get to the five big black boxes, I had to move a couch, open the drapes, rid the area of the giraffe infestation, and and get the step ladder. Yep, it is definitely the holidays, huh? I see you scratching your head with that puzzled look on your face. Okay, let me start at the beginning.
Back on April 1, 1964, in the town of Neenah Wisconsin a little red headed baby was born... maybe that is too far back.
It all started with a treasure hunt. I put on my boots and pith helmet, grabbed my flashlight and pitch fork and went exploring in the dense regions of the attached storage unit. (Known to most as the garage) After wrestling with the sleeping bags and various big hunks of metal, I found the treasure! An empty big black box! Those are very very rare!
Then, to the horror of all big black empty box collectors, I started to fill it. I put in all my knickknacks including the stone bird of happiness, most of my pictures, I even stuffed in that tatted doily from Great Aunt Norma.
I took that not so rare box upstairs. Now, all those who have never seen my upstairs, we have another storage unit... actually three storage units upstairs, but that is another story. In the storage unit known as the den, we put up ceiling to floor curtains four foot from the wall across one side of the room. We then made a nice little den out of the rest of the space including a couch!
I bet you can't guess what is behind the curtain? Wow you are good! It IS a big black filled box emporium! I moved the couch out of the way, opened the curtain, climbed the ladder and took out all five of the Halloween boxes which left me room to stow my big black box formerly known as rare empty box.
So Halloween is up, my knickknacks are put away until next year... You see? It is officially the holidays!
Now, what to do with the giraffe infestation?
Friday, October 16, 2009
Monday, August 24, 2009
How to Procrastinate
I have always been a dawdler, just ask my Dad. It took me three hours to clean my room when I was young. The first hour I would sit on my bed thinking of a plan of action on what to clean first etc. The next hour I spent meandering around the house looking for the right tools i.e. dust rag, vacuum, can of pop etc. The next thirty minutes I sat and drank my pop and wondered what I would do after my room was clean. The last thirty minutes I would actually clean my room.
Life hasn't really changed. I still procrastinate, but I try to do it creatively. So here is a list of ways to procrastinate the inevitable housecleaning.
1. Write in your blog. One of the things you could write in your blog is about how to procrastinate.
2. Ponder about your youth. You could sit and think about a time when you were younger. Maybe think of the time when you needed to clean your room and it took you three hours.
3. Stare at the monitor. Sometimes you get writers block, this is a good time to practice your "stare at the monitor" techniques. I am almost a professional at it. My mouth is slightly opened and I have just the right amount of drool dripping down to my shirt.
4. Plan ahead. A well trained procrastinator will be able to utilize a full half hour to plan ahead, especially if the professional has a can of pop. Planning should only be done if the plans are for after the work that you are procrastinating.
5. Take a break. Sometimes we should all take a break from procrastinating. The best breaks involve looking for the right tools, such as dust rags, vacuums and another can of pop.
With these simple ways, anyone can be a dawdler like me. We should get together and have a Procrastinator Convention. I will make the plans, right after I find the right tools, drink my can of pop, think of a plan of action, stare at the monitor etc, etc, etc. But first, I really should get back to my housework, now where did I put that can of pop?
Life hasn't really changed. I still procrastinate, but I try to do it creatively. So here is a list of ways to procrastinate the inevitable housecleaning.
1. Write in your blog. One of the things you could write in your blog is about how to procrastinate.
2. Ponder about your youth. You could sit and think about a time when you were younger. Maybe think of the time when you needed to clean your room and it took you three hours.
3. Stare at the monitor. Sometimes you get writers block, this is a good time to practice your "stare at the monitor" techniques. I am almost a professional at it. My mouth is slightly opened and I have just the right amount of drool dripping down to my shirt.
4. Plan ahead. A well trained procrastinator will be able to utilize a full half hour to plan ahead, especially if the professional has a can of pop. Planning should only be done if the plans are for after the work that you are procrastinating.
5. Take a break. Sometimes we should all take a break from procrastinating. The best breaks involve looking for the right tools, such as dust rags, vacuums and another can of pop.
With these simple ways, anyone can be a dawdler like me. We should get together and have a Procrastinator Convention. I will make the plans, right after I find the right tools, drink my can of pop, think of a plan of action, stare at the monitor etc, etc, etc. But first, I really should get back to my housework, now where did I put that can of pop?
Tuesday, August 4, 2009
Summer's End
It is almost the end of summer vacation. Just because my kids have graduated and are out of the house doesn't mean I can't have a summer vacation! I have spent the majority of the summer on the beach sipping lemonade and getting foot massages from my cabana boy, Ricardo. Some dream, huh?
Back to reality. I have had a busy summer, but it has been fun! Here are some of the highlights:
1. Ice Cream Brick! Now that was funny. My hubby and I went up to girl's camp. We wanted to treat them to some ice cream. Did you know that if you put a slab of dry ice on top and the bottom of an ice cream bucket it will freeze it solid? We almost broke our scoop. And of course, the Stake President was there, we will never live it down.
2. Avatar at 1am. Here I am lying on a bunk bed at 1 am listening to 5 girls talk about bending, and I don't think they were talking about exercising. It was Youth Conference. I still am completely clueless about the subject.
3. Monkey poo, wizards and spies. Three Fun Fridays with the Cub Scouts. The First Friday we went to the zoo for Starry Safari. We were able to go into the monkey enclosure, and as the monkeys ran across the trees overhead, we were warned to watch out for falling monkey poo. The next Friday, was my Friday, and of course we did a Harry Potter theme, complete with wizard hats, wands and potions. And the last Friday was "When I grow up". For my time, we were spies. It wasn't easy, every once in awhile we had to hide under the tables or lay flat on the floor to avoid being captured by the bad guys. Too bad we didn't have our Invisibility Cloaks from the week before.
4. I do. A new friend moved into our ward and I was honored to be able to help plan her wedding.
With all of that, as well as cows, visits, meetings, and getting sick at the planetarium, my summer has been well packed with activities. So what next?
Next week starts up with regular Cub Scout den meetings, and teaching art to my genius minions.
Good bye Ricardo, I will see you next summer!
Back to reality. I have had a busy summer, but it has been fun! Here are some of the highlights:
1. Ice Cream Brick! Now that was funny. My hubby and I went up to girl's camp. We wanted to treat them to some ice cream. Did you know that if you put a slab of dry ice on top and the bottom of an ice cream bucket it will freeze it solid? We almost broke our scoop. And of course, the Stake President was there, we will never live it down.
2. Avatar at 1am. Here I am lying on a bunk bed at 1 am listening to 5 girls talk about bending, and I don't think they were talking about exercising. It was Youth Conference. I still am completely clueless about the subject.
3. Monkey poo, wizards and spies. Three Fun Fridays with the Cub Scouts. The First Friday we went to the zoo for Starry Safari. We were able to go into the monkey enclosure, and as the monkeys ran across the trees overhead, we were warned to watch out for falling monkey poo. The next Friday, was my Friday, and of course we did a Harry Potter theme, complete with wizard hats, wands and potions. And the last Friday was "When I grow up". For my time, we were spies. It wasn't easy, every once in awhile we had to hide under the tables or lay flat on the floor to avoid being captured by the bad guys. Too bad we didn't have our Invisibility Cloaks from the week before.
4. I do. A new friend moved into our ward and I was honored to be able to help plan her wedding.
With all of that, as well as cows, visits, meetings, and getting sick at the planetarium, my summer has been well packed with activities. So what next?
Next week starts up with regular Cub Scout den meetings, and teaching art to my genius minions.
Good bye Ricardo, I will see you next summer!
Thursday, July 16, 2009
Questions Answered
People have been coming up and asking me questions lately. So I think I will take a little time and answer some of the more serious questions.
Question number one:
Is Mushymushupointalotty in the Kellian Dictionary?
This question comes from one of my home school minions. She is such a genius! Mushymushupointalotty has not been properly defined as of yet. This is what we do know about it. It originates from the deep dark reaches of space. We found this out while studying the movie Flazzoiters in Space! We also know that it is a friend to the rare nocturnal bearacomb. I have had several minions draw this strange creature, nicknamed Mushmush. But I can't add it to my dictionary until I get a more precise picture that includes the anatomy of the creature as well as a well written thesis of its habits and habitats.
Question number two:
Who was the first George?
That is an easy one. A long long time ago, when my daughter was three years old (I was 26 years old) we did Joy School. In our group was a little boy named Justin. Justin had the energy of at least 300 flazzoiters! I think his switch was stuck on "Run Fast" because that was all he usually did. So often Justin would Run Fast into tables or walls. He would hit with a thud, smile and then Run Fast the other direction. He reminded my of George of the Jungle... watch out for that (fill in the blank)!! So I called him George. Well the other kids wanted to be called George too, and so my George legacy began. My daughter is now 21 and I am 29, (Funny how time works, my daughter must have shorter years than me?) and I have had hundreds of Georges.
Question number three:
How does it feel to be the Bishop's wife?
It feels just about the same as being married to the Second Counselor in the Bishopric, or the First Assistant in the High Priest's Group, or the Assistant Webelos leader, or any other of the many callings my hubby has had. I still have to clean up after him, cook his meals, save a place for him in the Harry Potter line... He is still the same ol' silly guy that I married.
Question number four:
Are you nuts?
This was asked just recently, by quite a few people.
Why yes I am and proud of it. There is nothing wrong with standing in line for 12 hours to see a movie, is there?
Question number one:
Is Mushymushupointalotty in the Kellian Dictionary?
This question comes from one of my home school minions. She is such a genius! Mushymushupointalotty has not been properly defined as of yet. This is what we do know about it. It originates from the deep dark reaches of space. We found this out while studying the movie Flazzoiters in Space! We also know that it is a friend to the rare nocturnal bearacomb. I have had several minions draw this strange creature, nicknamed Mushmush. But I can't add it to my dictionary until I get a more precise picture that includes the anatomy of the creature as well as a well written thesis of its habits and habitats.
Question number two:
Who was the first George?
That is an easy one. A long long time ago, when my daughter was three years old (I was 26 years old) we did Joy School. In our group was a little boy named Justin. Justin had the energy of at least 300 flazzoiters! I think his switch was stuck on "Run Fast" because that was all he usually did. So often Justin would Run Fast into tables or walls. He would hit with a thud, smile and then Run Fast the other direction. He reminded my of George of the Jungle... watch out for that (fill in the blank)!! So I called him George. Well the other kids wanted to be called George too, and so my George legacy began. My daughter is now 21 and I am 29, (Funny how time works, my daughter must have shorter years than me?) and I have had hundreds of Georges.
Question number three:
How does it feel to be the Bishop's wife?
It feels just about the same as being married to the Second Counselor in the Bishopric, or the First Assistant in the High Priest's Group, or the Assistant Webelos leader, or any other of the many callings my hubby has had. I still have to clean up after him, cook his meals, save a place for him in the Harry Potter line... He is still the same ol' silly guy that I married.
Question number four:
Are you nuts?
This was asked just recently, by quite a few people.
Why yes I am and proud of it. There is nothing wrong with standing in line for 12 hours to see a movie, is there?
Friday, April 10, 2009
A Little Hard Chair
Did you know it was my birthday last week? Yeppers, it sure was! It was a most wonderful day. I sat on a little hard wood chair leaning over a table that was in a corner of a room. I sat there for almost five hours. Don't worry, I wasn't alone. My daughter sat next to me the whole time. I bet you wish you were sitting on a hard chair next to me too. Confused? Let me start at the beginning of the day.
It was Wednesday, April 1st. My super hubby took the day off, so we had a lazy daisy morning. You know the kind, pj's slippers, and bed head. The only thing that broke the peace and quiet was the loud thud of me hitting the floor after fainting when my neighbor called and wished me Happy Birthday! I never realized he even knew when it was! Soon after brunch, I got my self motivated and cleaned and dressed for the day. My daughter showed up at noon and we got ready to go to the hard chair place. I told my hubby we would be back in an hour, and he started laughing hysterically. He knew us girls pretty well, especially if it involved a paint brush! So my daughter and I went to As You Wish, a pottery painting place! It was so much fun, I didn't even realize we were sitting that long. I wonder why sitting on padded pews for an hour at Church is more painful than five hours on a little hard chair? Hmmm.... I think that the shop must have been in one of those space time anomolies, for every second you are painting an hour of the real world passes by.
So, I painted a big plate. On the center part I drew a bunch of Doodlebirds and one little wiggler. On the rim I wrote "Eighteen doodlebirds and a worm" It turned out cute, see? *holds plate up to monitor*
When we finally did a warp drive jump out of the shop and made it home, the house was decorated with all sorts of fun farm animals and a big Happy Birthday banner. My hubby is such a sweety. The answering machine was flashing with all sorts of well wishing messages. One from my Visiting Teacher, one from the Relief Society president, and even one from my good friend's hubby who was on a business trip in Texas! I was hopping for a certain person to call, but that is okay. I think if I had anymore calls, my halo wouldn't fit on my head.
I finished my day with a dinner at Chili's and dessert at home. What a fun day.
It was Wednesday, April 1st. My super hubby took the day off, so we had a lazy daisy morning. You know the kind, pj's slippers, and bed head. The only thing that broke the peace and quiet was the loud thud of me hitting the floor after fainting when my neighbor called and wished me Happy Birthday! I never realized he even knew when it was! Soon after brunch, I got my self motivated and cleaned and dressed for the day. My daughter showed up at noon and we got ready to go to the hard chair place. I told my hubby we would be back in an hour, and he started laughing hysterically. He knew us girls pretty well, especially if it involved a paint brush! So my daughter and I went to As You Wish, a pottery painting place! It was so much fun, I didn't even realize we were sitting that long. I wonder why sitting on padded pews for an hour at Church is more painful than five hours on a little hard chair? Hmmm.... I think that the shop must have been in one of those space time anomolies, for every second you are painting an hour of the real world passes by.
So, I painted a big plate. On the center part I drew a bunch of Doodlebirds and one little wiggler. On the rim I wrote "Eighteen doodlebirds and a worm" It turned out cute, see? *holds plate up to monitor*
When we finally did a warp drive jump out of the shop and made it home, the house was decorated with all sorts of fun farm animals and a big Happy Birthday banner. My hubby is such a sweety. The answering machine was flashing with all sorts of well wishing messages. One from my Visiting Teacher, one from the Relief Society president, and even one from my good friend's hubby who was on a business trip in Texas! I was hopping for a certain person to call, but that is okay. I think if I had anymore calls, my halo wouldn't fit on my head.
I finished my day with a dinner at Chili's and dessert at home. What a fun day.
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