Tuesday, March 29, 2011
Since I am still trying to figure out the new blogger and it's insane new photo posting ways, I decided to put aside the last two B-Lo trip installments and give you a list. You know the drill. Random. List. Sometimes 10, sometimes... not. Always sarcastic.
1. I stopped reading a blog I had clicked to the other day solely because the woman ended every! single! sentence! with! an! exclamation! point! I worried I could have a heart attack from all the excitement about what! cute! outfits!her! kids! wore! to! the! park! gag.
2. I played the game loaded questions last night for the first time. I love it. Lying, truth telling, guessing, competitive point keeping. I need to own it.
3. Last week, I chaperoned a first grade field trip. I learned that a 7 year old girl who shows her butt crack in her low rise jeans is just as wrong as when say, a plumber does. What? You moms think because there is princess peeking out it makes that crack cute? NO! Cover the Crackage! If I am ever the First Lady, that will be my "issue". I want t-shirts, CTC bumper magnets, and 5Ks to support the cause.
4. I gave up chips for Lent. I have eaten them, by mistake, 4 times now. (The 5th mishap was stopped by my friend Martha screaming, "NO JUDE!" Thanks Martha... I think ;)
5. Do we really need to talk about Charlie Sheen? I guarantee if you could access either his or his manager's hard drive sometime in the last six months, you would find them google searching charlie manson. Why? Because that is who is he acting like, and he knew it would sell. He may not have tiger blood, but he can smell a good news story a mile away.
6. I pulled up a calorie counter to see how many calories my favorite drink from Sonic is. A lemonberry slushy. YUM. I was elated when I saw a large only has 184 calories! Woohoo. Until I scrolled back up and saw that, no... that was the amount of carbs in a drink. The calorie count was somewhere in the neighborhood of 54,234 or so. No more happy hour for this girl. I hate technology.
7. I started this on Tuesday and never finished it. I don't know what it says about me that I can no longer even complete a list of 10 things in a timely manner.
8. I just found a recipe for Sponge Candy. I am elated. I tried it last night, despite the fact that I do not own a candy thermometer, and you need one for this recipe. I think I got impatient, and the end result was a mass of taffy-esque type stuff that would rip the teeth out of a hippo. I think I shall buy a candy thermometer.
9. In my quest for a Sonic replacement, I bought 8 pounds of strawberries. In my defense, they were on sale.
10. Its pouring rain, its spring break, and this sad, sad post is all I am capable of...
Monday, March 21, 2011
Monday, March 14, 2011
Anyway, back to part Zwei. We arrived. There was no snow. I was pretty miffed that a city known solely for two things - chicken wings and snow- was sorely lacking one of them. I should not have lost faith. Buffalo in February will see snow. And we did. We got 6-8inches overnight, which my mother called, "a dusting" and my children called "a blizzard."
So we went sledding. We went to the school where I attended high school... and middle school... and elementary school. Oh, small town living, I do miss you. You should have seen the look on my kids (and their cousins) faces when I informed them that the mountain we were about to sled down was what I had to run sprints on for soccer and field hockey. I think they were impressed, or shocked, that at some point, this floppy body they now see was once athletic enough to actually do said running.
My knuckleheads and their cousins. 5 boys+snow=fun.
I admit, I thought my little beach loving boys would shiver and whine to come in pretty quick. Um... nope. Just Alden did, and his Gramma was only too happy to oblige since it was only 18° with whipping winds. I pretty much observed, courtesy of my on-going pain from the car accident last January. At the two hour mark, I realized, we have a car just over there... with heated seats and satellite radio. Bye boys!
Alden in his super cute snow suit courtesy of my mom. Adorable. Oh, and so is that boy behind him. My Micah. Swoon.
Micah took them a few more times, and then we all went at night. This time we went to a local golf course. I seem to remember feeling all "trespassing rebellious" as a kid going there, but now... now they have lights and it is roped off with walking lanes, tubing lanes, etc... man. I bet no one accidentally knocks over the tip jar in the lodge and steals some change. Not that I ever did that.
While night sledding, we saw a fox. It walked right across the bottom of the sledding hill. Lincoln wrote about it for his school journal. "We saw a fox. I wanted to kill it and eat it." First off, I hope his teacher is not a big animal lover. Second of all, I was a little surprised that it took only a few days in the B-Lo cold to turn my boys into the whole, kill-eat-survive-guy from Never Cry Wolf.
This is David. He lives across the street from my mom and dutifully plows her driveway every year... with his tractor. My children were nose pressed against the window watching in awe.
Stay tuned for the next installation of Adventures in the B-Lo...
Tuesday, March 08, 2011
Well, you may have thought I entered into yet another season of blogslackedness... I did not. I was traveling abroad. Well... ok, not abroad exactly. We went to Buffalo, affectionately referred to 'round these parts as "The B-Lo." Now, for the next several days, I will wow you with exciting parts of the trip, and so that no one falls asleep and breaks their nose on their keyboard, I will do this over several days/posts. I want to include LOTS of photos, because, quite frankly, you will not believe some of what I will tell you without them...
First off, we left at o'dark thirty. We grabbed the three sleepy heads, threw them, their pillows and such in the car and hit the road. It was a joyous couple hours of silence. I think when it is still dark, they think they are not supposed to talk or anything. No one asked for food, a movie, not a peep until the sun came up. If it weren't for my love of tanned skin, I would consider moving to one of those countries where it is dark for 24 hours a day. Once they were awake, we found that a last minute decision to buy some lucky charms (ok, store brand "magic stars") was a smart one. Small hands digging for marshmallows for hours. My children had never seen the lucky charm before, and were quite enamored. Go team Sheltered Kids.)
There was coffee in the car... for Micah. I also convinced him that I read "somewhere" that eating an apple was like having a cup of coffee before we could find a Starbucks. Sucker!
Of course there was also texting. I almost didn't make it through the mountains where we lose coverage for a while. (names blurred to protect the
And, in keeping with my Project 365, I did, in fact take some self portraits in the car. Yeah, its not exactly, uh... flattering, but it is done.
There were also lots of pretty scenes along the way, and when I wasn't staring at the back of my eyelids, or texting like a 13 year old, I was zapping all of my Micah's iPhone battery taking pics. He was not nearly as appreciative when he needed to make a call, or when we got stuck with an extra $15 charge for using too much "data". Hey, what price can you put on these precious memories of my socks in the window? No one appreciates art anymore!
The best part... there were also three little sleepy boys, and my Micah and I enjoyed a blissful time of chatting, hand holding, and even the occasional smooch. (This has been perfected over years of road trips...you newlyweds, or start up roadies, you need to practice in the driveway, lest your lip locking causes an accident.)
Then, when you think you are almost about to lose your mind, and you have failed, yet again, to convince your spouse that an outlet mall stop IS a good choice, you will see this sign, and know... the end is near, and the adventure is just beginning...