Sunday breakfast at the table
Tuesday, July 05, 2005
If you're happy and you know it clap your hands...
Wonderful 4th of July weekend. Went by too fast. Hey...But only two and a half more days until Friday. Saturday was domestic day. I made another batch of shredded beef in the crock pot and cooked up some chicken and dumplings. Both turned out rather well. Mom got to sample both yesterday.
Word(s) of the day: JUMPING PANDA
Lexie log: She's growing up so darned fast. I was going to post pictures to the blog, but I left it up at home again. Sunday, we all sat around the dining table and ate breakfast. Sitting at the table instead of her highchair is awesome. She still wants to climb in her highchair and snack to watch a movie some times in the evening. I think it gives her a better seat for watching the big TV. Saturday we went over to Gramma Betty's and visited and met the new dog Pete to pup, a Doberman colored dachshund. Lexie fell in love with Pete. We wandered around Freddies for a while and then home for my domestic cook off. Sunday after sleeping in, we went and picked up some fire works at from a stand and then took a drive out to Merix where Grammy works, just for the drive. We left a note on the Vue. Went home and Lexie played in her pool for a couple hours while I read next to the pool. Monday, Grammy came over around 11:00 and spent most of the day. Lexie played in the pool and we all played/lounged in the shady part of the yard. It was very nice. Each time Grammy would lie down on the beach towel, Lex would get up off her towel and then go bulldoze Grammy until she got back up. Next she danced and sang around the deck as we saved Miadda a little more. It seems much more comfortable for her in the warm weather, and it was such a pain for us to do, we're going to look into professional groomer next. Last night we went out in the court and set off her cheapy fireworks and watched the rest of the neighborhood's. I think it gets more impressive each year. Lexie enjoyed the heck out of it. Went over and re-introduced ourselves to our next door neighbors John and Jerri. Lexie kept pointing up to the fireworks and telling them, "Look! See? Over there!" She was as cute as ever, and John said he'd introduce her to his cat pepper someday. It was a late evening, but very worth it.
Today I'm grateful for Frank and Lexie, fireworks, Grammy and Grampa Dad, our backyard and pool, summer, and air conditioning.
Word(s) of the day: JUMPING PANDA
Lexie log: She's growing up so darned fast. I was going to post pictures to the blog, but I left it up at home again. Sunday, we all sat around the dining table and ate breakfast. Sitting at the table instead of her highchair is awesome. She still wants to climb in her highchair and snack to watch a movie some times in the evening. I think it gives her a better seat for watching the big TV. Saturday we went over to Gramma Betty's and visited and met the new dog Pete to pup, a Doberman colored dachshund. Lexie fell in love with Pete. We wandered around Freddies for a while and then home for my domestic cook off. Sunday after sleeping in, we went and picked up some fire works at from a stand and then took a drive out to Merix where Grammy works, just for the drive. We left a note on the Vue. Went home and Lexie played in her pool for a couple hours while I read next to the pool. Monday, Grammy came over around 11:00 and spent most of the day. Lexie played in the pool and we all played/lounged in the shady part of the yard. It was very nice. Each time Grammy would lie down on the beach towel, Lex would get up off her towel and then go bulldoze Grammy until she got back up. Next she danced and sang around the deck as we saved Miadda a little more. It seems much more comfortable for her in the warm weather, and it was such a pain for us to do, we're going to look into professional groomer next. Last night we went out in the court and set off her cheapy fireworks and watched the rest of the neighborhood's. I think it gets more impressive each year. Lexie enjoyed the heck out of it. Went over and re-introduced ourselves to our next door neighbors John and Jerri. Lexie kept pointing up to the fireworks and telling them, "Look! See? Over there!" She was as cute as ever, and John said he'd introduce her to his cat pepper someday. It was a late evening, but very worth it.
Today I'm grateful for Frank and Lexie, fireworks, Grammy and Grampa Dad, our backyard and pool, summer, and air conditioning.
Friday, July 01, 2005
I was working as a waitress in a cocktail bar, that much is true. But even then I knew I'd find a much better place, either with or without you.
My in box is looking scary as I plow through the end of June payments to catch up for month end close. It'll have to wait for next week. And the phones are heavier than normal since so many people are out for a long weekend. To top it off, there are a bunch of reports I need to run on the first of each month. I'm getting excited about Alaska since I can now officially say, "next month".
Word(s) of the day: MUSHI MUSHI
Lexie log: Well...I have found one reason to regret that Lex vocabulary is expanding so rapidly and that she is really getting the hang of the communication thing. This morning she woke up at 4:45 am and didn't want to go back to sleep. After much whining and fussing I got up with her a little earlier than I would normally get up, and we sat on the couch and visited. When it was time for me to get ready I turned on the TV (since we mostly had been discussing Tigger's superb bouncing abilities) and put in a Tigger movie. I tried to "sneak" off after the movie started and she began her protestations. She followed me about as I got ready and frequently asked what I was doing. This part was fun, as I got to explain to her what I was doing to get ready. But then when I got to my purse and the keys, she wrenched at my heart strings. She says in the most sweetest voice, "Momma, no go. Momma I love you, stay peas. Don't go, no go. Peas stay, I love you." Holy cowabunga! -- Wednesday, we went to Fred Meyers in the afternoon, to get out of the house and take some pop cans in. Lexie for some reason really did not want to go into the store. As we passed by the supervised store play area, she gravitated towards it, so I signed her in. It was her first time and she rather enjoyed it. Frank and I did some window shopping, picked up a garden rake, some bird suet, looked at shoes and came back to get her. She didn't want to leave. I had to bribe her with Cinnabon samples. -- We are now in the market for some child size gardening tools for her, like rake, etc. Wednesday evening she kept trying to take the rake away from me while I was piling up the pine needles, and last night she had a blast playing in the yard as I trimmed some bushes and trees.
Today I'm grateful for Frank and Lexie, weekends, our backyard, summer, fans, Airwalk shoes, and walks.
Word(s) of the day: MUSHI MUSHI
Lexie log: Well...I have found one reason to regret that Lex vocabulary is expanding so rapidly and that she is really getting the hang of the communication thing. This morning she woke up at 4:45 am and didn't want to go back to sleep. After much whining and fussing I got up with her a little earlier than I would normally get up, and we sat on the couch and visited. When it was time for me to get ready I turned on the TV (since we mostly had been discussing Tigger's superb bouncing abilities) and put in a Tigger movie. I tried to "sneak" off after the movie started and she began her protestations. She followed me about as I got ready and frequently asked what I was doing. This part was fun, as I got to explain to her what I was doing to get ready. But then when I got to my purse and the keys, she wrenched at my heart strings. She says in the most sweetest voice, "Momma, no go. Momma I love you, stay peas. Don't go, no go. Peas stay, I love you." Holy cowabunga! -- Wednesday, we went to Fred Meyers in the afternoon, to get out of the house and take some pop cans in. Lexie for some reason really did not want to go into the store. As we passed by the supervised store play area, she gravitated towards it, so I signed her in. It was her first time and she rather enjoyed it. Frank and I did some window shopping, picked up a garden rake, some bird suet, looked at shoes and came back to get her. She didn't want to leave. I had to bribe her with Cinnabon samples. -- We are now in the market for some child size gardening tools for her, like rake, etc. Wednesday evening she kept trying to take the rake away from me while I was piling up the pine needles, and last night she had a blast playing in the yard as I trimmed some bushes and trees.
Today I'm grateful for Frank and Lexie, weekends, our backyard, summer, fans, Airwalk shoes, and walks.
Thursday, June 30, 2005
Felix the cat, the wonderful wonderful cat. You'll laugh so much your sides will ache your heart will go pitter pat, watching Felix the wonderful cat
He's in Kitty heaven now. I seem to be handling it ok, but the minute I started to type this and think of it, tears welled up in my eyes, so I'm definitely still very hurt. Just know it was peaceful and easy, for him. Yesterday the weather was spectacular. Felix and I lounged on a blanket out on the grass in the shade of the pine until he got tired of me staring at him and talking to him, and so he hobbled away back to the deck. I tried to follow and spend more time with him, but he basically told me he'd had enough attention and to buzz off. Made me smile. Ever since we got Miadda, he's been pretty much a loner. He loves to be loved and cuddled on his terms and for his ideal length of time. *big sigh* Angie Untisz was the mostest awesomest vet I have ever encountered. Once again Felix and family were blessed with a kind, caring, compassionate, animal lover. That's all I have to say about that. Yes, I did forget to mention in Tuesday's blog the time Fee took an unauthorized two day vacation in the trailer part next our apartment. Of course, that's just my guess on where he was. He could have been under/around the apartments, or in a field close by, but the scariest is that we lived right next to highway 217. Worried sick for the whole time, I slept on the couch under the open living room window with the screen removed. Came to find later that he did try to get back in through the window, but he was off the mark and tried to jump in the next door neighbors window. I also probably left out tons of nicknames, but a couple more I remembered were Clickity Claws, Scoo Bah, Scuba Steve, and Grand Paw. At the memorial, a family of five raccoons, four babies, had a procession less than six feet in front of us, at 3:15 in the afternoon. They were making little raccoon noises and seemed to have absolutely no fear. I love you Felix!
Word(s) of the day: THANATOLOGY
Lexie log: Lexie got up at 7:30 in the morning yesterday. This is extremely early, but it worked very well for the day. A little before noon, I took her to her room and stuck in "Home on the Range" and left for a while. When I came back she had tucked herself into bed and was taking a nap. She slept until 3:50. I think she's cutting more teeth or something, but whatever it was, it worked out wonderfully. Felix and I got to spend time I needed together without her interrupting, she didn't have to witness any part of anything, and she's none the wiser. Just as LB here at work said, no hurry to loose her innocence. There are four other fuzzy creatures in the house, and three of those actually expect and sometimes covet her attentions (unlike Felix), so we are waiting to see if she even notices. She certainly flew into a panic and hysterics at a recent vet visit when the tech took him away down the hall and left us without him, but in general, Felix had a self-imposed restraining order of about 15 feet. If she violated it, he'd just move away. She knows his name and who he is, but doesn't have any close relationship with him. Other than that, she has been more temperamental (I was going to say fussier, but that seems inappropriately young for her now) for the last couple days. My guess it is a combination of her picking up on the general vibes of stress and high emotion, mixed with a whooper of a tooth somewhere in the back.
Today I'm grateful for Frank and Lexie, Felix's love, Angie Untisz, sunny days, peace, memories, dreams, BP and Dad, Mom's support, co-workers and friends sympathy and support, and life.
Word(s) of the day: THANATOLOGY
Lexie log: Lexie got up at 7:30 in the morning yesterday. This is extremely early, but it worked very well for the day. A little before noon, I took her to her room and stuck in "Home on the Range" and left for a while. When I came back she had tucked herself into bed and was taking a nap. She slept until 3:50. I think she's cutting more teeth or something, but whatever it was, it worked out wonderfully. Felix and I got to spend time I needed together without her interrupting, she didn't have to witness any part of anything, and she's none the wiser. Just as LB here at work said, no hurry to loose her innocence. There are four other fuzzy creatures in the house, and three of those actually expect and sometimes covet her attentions (unlike Felix), so we are waiting to see if she even notices. She certainly flew into a panic and hysterics at a recent vet visit when the tech took him away down the hall and left us without him, but in general, Felix had a self-imposed restraining order of about 15 feet. If she violated it, he'd just move away. She knows his name and who he is, but doesn't have any close relationship with him. Other than that, she has been more temperamental (I was going to say fussier, but that seems inappropriately young for her now) for the last couple days. My guess it is a combination of her picking up on the general vibes of stress and high emotion, mixed with a whooper of a tooth somewhere in the back.
Today I'm grateful for Frank and Lexie, Felix's love, Angie Untisz, sunny days, peace, memories, dreams, BP and Dad, Mom's support, co-workers and friends sympathy and support, and life.
Wednesday, June 29, 2005
Tuesday, June 28, 2005
When will I see you again? When will we share precious moments?
I've been looking...Well now, that's odd, I stopped typing that sentence over 20 minutes ago to go do something, and now I haven't a clue what the rest of the sentence was or what I was looking
for. Another day of distraction. Felix Pinkerton was born sometime around March of 1990. He looked like an adorable little skunk and so he was rescued from Scamps at Beaverton Mall. His first home was an apartment that didn't accept pets, so he was smuggled in, and out even. He took well to being harness trained, so he got to go lots and lots of places. My little buddy. He's been as far South as California, and as far North as Canada. He stayed at a hotel room in Canada and actually went to the bathroom in a makeshift litter box comprised of an old cardboard box and some dirt from the hotel grounds. He went through the Wildlife Safari in Winston, Oregon...In the trunk, because they didn't allow pets. The car overheated, we were stranded, he almost escaped, and whew. One of his many adventures...He's been trampled (lightly) by a heard of bread crazed ducks at Rock Creek 185, he's been stared down by a black and white cow (cow's nose was inches from Felix flat on the sand staring back up at her) on the beach of Sauvie Island, and he made his great escape at Hagg Lake, on the lamb for at least a couple hours of worrisome search and calling. He's lived in three different apartments and three different houses, the last house being the bestest. He has a wonderful park like yard with pine tress, and it's all fenced off (thank's Dad) so that other cat's can't get in. He is master moth hunter, in his youth he was also master fly hunter, and he wins the award for high jump. He used to sit on top of the fridge and play catch with a toy sticky ball. You just threw this ball up and it would be stuck to the ceiling a couple feet above him, he would sit and stare at it as it slowly detached from the ceiling. At just the right moment his paw would come out and he would catch the falling ball with one claw. His best critter friend in the world was Oscar the rabbit. He's been camping at the beach, Jones creek, Bend, the California Redwoods, and Snake River Idaho. He got out at the Garfield house a couple times and caught a few rodents. Felix sat like a Buddha doll, only late in life did we realize this was probably easier for him since his 7th vertebrae was fused to the sacrum. The only stuffed animal he ever loved was a pink frog won from a carnival type claw game. He loved the styrofoam lizards from the Rose festival, he could rip one to shreds in less than a week. His first nick name was cheese head, as he actually stuck his head in your mouth after you ate Doritos. He's had many nicknames: the skunk, cheese head, Buddha Fee, felicity, poohbah, Feeber, Feester, Fee, Feeline, Park Fee, Late Fee, and Bubby Bubster from Butte Montana (Bubby for short). He has mostly always been my cuddle bear, sleeping in my arms or by my head, but for the last couple years he has gravitated to Frank. He is a cuddler, a big cuddler, I held him for twenty minutes last night, purring away. He is so so so loved.
Word(s) of the day: HIPPOPOTOMONSTROSESQUIPPEDALIOPHOBIA
Lexie log: Grammy came over yesterday. We sat and played on the back porch for a while, went to Haggens to pick up dinner from the deli, and wandered around the store with Lexie in the green kids shopping cart shaped like a car that she can sit in and pretend to drive. By the time we got home, she was asleep. She got her Winnie, Piglet, and Tiger back and watched Frosty the Snowman on TV.
Today I'm grateful for Felix, memories, Frank and Lexie, Mom and Dad, and life.
for. Another day of distraction. Felix Pinkerton was born sometime around March of 1990. He looked like an adorable little skunk and so he was rescued from Scamps at Beaverton Mall. His first home was an apartment that didn't accept pets, so he was smuggled in, and out even. He took well to being harness trained, so he got to go lots and lots of places. My little buddy. He's been as far South as California, and as far North as Canada. He stayed at a hotel room in Canada and actually went to the bathroom in a makeshift litter box comprised of an old cardboard box and some dirt from the hotel grounds. He went through the Wildlife Safari in Winston, Oregon...In the trunk, because they didn't allow pets. The car overheated, we were stranded, he almost escaped, and whew. One of his many adventures...He's been trampled (lightly) by a heard of bread crazed ducks at Rock Creek 185, he's been stared down by a black and white cow (cow's nose was inches from Felix flat on the sand staring back up at her) on the beach of Sauvie Island, and he made his great escape at Hagg Lake, on the lamb for at least a couple hours of worrisome search and calling. He's lived in three different apartments and three different houses, the last house being the bestest. He has a wonderful park like yard with pine tress, and it's all fenced off (thank's Dad) so that other cat's can't get in. He is master moth hunter, in his youth he was also master fly hunter, and he wins the award for high jump. He used to sit on top of the fridge and play catch with a toy sticky ball. You just threw this ball up and it would be stuck to the ceiling a couple feet above him, he would sit and stare at it as it slowly detached from the ceiling. At just the right moment his paw would come out and he would catch the falling ball with one claw. His best critter friend in the world was Oscar the rabbit. He's been camping at the beach, Jones creek, Bend, the California Redwoods, and Snake River Idaho. He got out at the Garfield house a couple times and caught a few rodents. Felix sat like a Buddha doll, only late in life did we realize this was probably easier for him since his 7th vertebrae was fused to the sacrum. The only stuffed animal he ever loved was a pink frog won from a carnival type claw game. He loved the styrofoam lizards from the Rose festival, he could rip one to shreds in less than a week. His first nick name was cheese head, as he actually stuck his head in your mouth after you ate Doritos. He's had many nicknames: the skunk, cheese head, Buddha Fee, felicity, poohbah, Feeber, Feester, Fee, Feeline, Park Fee, Late Fee, and Bubby Bubster from Butte Montana (Bubby for short). He has mostly always been my cuddle bear, sleeping in my arms or by my head, but for the last couple years he has gravitated to Frank. He is a cuddler, a big cuddler, I held him for twenty minutes last night, purring away. He is so so so loved.
Word(s) of the day: HIPPOPOTOMONSTROSESQUIPPEDALIOPHOBIA
Lexie log: Grammy came over yesterday. We sat and played on the back porch for a while, went to Haggens to pick up dinner from the deli, and wandered around the store with Lexie in the green kids shopping cart shaped like a car that she can sit in and pretend to drive. By the time we got home, she was asleep. She got her Winnie, Piglet, and Tiger back and watched Frosty the Snowman on TV.
Today I'm grateful for Felix, memories, Frank and Lexie, Mom and Dad, and life.
Monday, June 27, 2005
To dream the impossible dream, to fight the unbeatable foe...
Weariness 1, Sleep 0. Felix is breaking our hearts, and last night was time to make the worst decision one could have to make. This week we will love and cuddle him all we/he can bare and then it seems that it will be better if he goes on to heaven. I'm having a really tough time today, now that we've discussed it and it's out in the open, I am weary and despondent. I fell asleep crying, darn near woke up crying. My best friend for over 15 years. Only my parents have known me that close, that long. -- On a better note, we did have a nice visit with Uncle Ken and Aunt Janice.
Word(s) of the day: LOVE
Lexie log: Saturday Lexie and I got up around 9:30. I made all of us scrambled eggs for breakfast and then Lex and I watched Pooh's Grand Adventure, took a shower/bath, got ready, waited for Daddy to get ready, and went to Gramma Betty's for a few hours. The usual sitting on the front porch, shootin' the breeze with Patty Ann and Jay, watching Lex run around and play, avoiding Yancy over-affection, and I pretty much finished sewing my 'medicine bag'. Daddy and I headed up to Popeye's for take out for us all, and we ate on the porch. We left her mini-diaper bag and her Winnie, Piglet, and Tigger toys there. The diaper bags is easy, we have more than one, but we had to deal with the missing Winnie, Piglet, and Tigger a couple times over the rest of the weekend. She has been carrying them around everywhere, sleeping with them, and she constantly interacts with them. Leaving them at Gramma Betty's was a fluke, as she was so tired by the time we left. Later Saturday night we went for a night walk around the block. -- Yesterday, Lex and I got up at 7:30, Lexie had cereal and a banana for breakfast while I showered. We all got ready and headed up for Yamhill about 12:00. When we got there Great Uncle Ken and Great Aunt Janice were already there. We hung out at the house and visited. Lexie enjoyed the attention. We went for a walk, up the drive and the road, we played with the rocket balloons in the house, just all around had a nice visit, Zippy's pizza, and then home. Even though Lexie took a brief nap on the way out there, she was asleep before we even got all the way out of Yamhill. Once again, the weekend flew by.
Today I'm grateful for Frank and Lexie, 15 years of Felix love and companionship, family, weekends, Advil, distractions, and time.
Word(s) of the day: LOVE
Lexie log: Saturday Lexie and I got up around 9:30. I made all of us scrambled eggs for breakfast and then Lex and I watched Pooh's Grand Adventure, took a shower/bath, got ready, waited for Daddy to get ready, and went to Gramma Betty's for a few hours. The usual sitting on the front porch, shootin' the breeze with Patty Ann and Jay, watching Lex run around and play, avoiding Yancy over-affection, and I pretty much finished sewing my 'medicine bag'. Daddy and I headed up to Popeye's for take out for us all, and we ate on the porch. We left her mini-diaper bag and her Winnie, Piglet, and Tigger toys there. The diaper bags is easy, we have more than one, but we had to deal with the missing Winnie, Piglet, and Tigger a couple times over the rest of the weekend. She has been carrying them around everywhere, sleeping with them, and she constantly interacts with them. Leaving them at Gramma Betty's was a fluke, as she was so tired by the time we left. Later Saturday night we went for a night walk around the block. -- Yesterday, Lex and I got up at 7:30, Lexie had cereal and a banana for breakfast while I showered. We all got ready and headed up for Yamhill about 12:00. When we got there Great Uncle Ken and Great Aunt Janice were already there. We hung out at the house and visited. Lexie enjoyed the attention. We went for a walk, up the drive and the road, we played with the rocket balloons in the house, just all around had a nice visit, Zippy's pizza, and then home. Even though Lexie took a brief nap on the way out there, she was asleep before we even got all the way out of Yamhill. Once again, the weekend flew by.
Today I'm grateful for Frank and Lexie, 15 years of Felix love and companionship, family, weekends, Advil, distractions, and time.
Friday, June 24, 2005
With a few good friends and a stick or two, A house is built at a corner called Pooh.
There are a small group of people here who insist on calling Lexie, "Alexa". Darndest thing. And, I never bother to correct, close enough for me. Besides we have so many nick names, and she hardly ever sees many people from work. -- Felix got to run around the court last night. He's been trying to sneak out all day, and we finally let him go out with Chi and Turkey. They kept an eye on him. His leg gets worse each day, as far as tremors and weakness, but no pain. -- I tried my first Lychee today. It was pretty good. Reminds me of some odd, oversized, red grape covered in a spiny rubbery shell you have to peel off. Odd fruit, but I'd take it in a picnic.
Word(s) of the day: BOOMERANG PROPENSITY
Rubber band ball update: Softball size, one rubberband broke somewhere inside and a piece sticks out, looks like a rubberbandapple.
Lexie log: I figured out what kind of puppy Lexie is. I thought she was a Blue Heeler, but now I've changed my mind. She's a Border Collie. She's keen and overactive, runs around, constantly herding the cats, highly intelligent, loyal and loving. -- Yesterday when I got home, Lexie and I walked a mile up to the Seven-Eleven me and Grammy Mom used to walk to when I as a kid. It was the most beautiful walk ever. The weather was absolutely perfect, sunny, not to hot, just warm enough with a cool breeze. We had a great time and chatted. She focused on all the different types and sizes of rock; river rock, gravel, lava rock, boulders. She would both try to walk on and pick up just about any rocks we came across. Any that she was successful in picking up, she threw. To my surprise we found a playground on Imperial street that I don't ever remember. I'm actually thinking we walk there after work today. She wanted to play there yesterday, but I had a goal and we would have never left until she was too tired to go. She is definitely a bare foot child. We were almost there and she kept asking me to take off her shoes. She tried to convince me they hurt her. I'm pretty sure she just prefers to be barefoot. I told her she wouldn't like it, and took them off. She did fine on the sidewalk, but when we ran out of that she couldn't hack it. She didn't want her shoes back on yet though, stubborn as she is. She finally couldn't pick between shoes and blacktop, so I scooped her up and carried her the last teeny bit. By the time we were at the store she was more than willing to let me put her shoes back on. We walked into 7-11 and she freaked out. Full blown freak out tantrum. She'd never been in a small convenience store before. We pulled out of it real fast. I just reassured her that we were fine, and walked over to the milk cooler. The clerk showed her a toy and she relaxed. She picked chocolate milk and I decided to try a black cherry lemonade Slurpee. We paid our $2.98, went outside and sat at the plastic picnic table. I poured her a cup of chocolate milk in the complimentary cup the clerk gave me, put a slurpee lid on it and gave it to her with a straw. We sat for a while and people watched, made really small talk, and when it was time to leave, she didn't want to go. We probably spent about 10 minutes there. We got about half way home and Daddy called. He met us on Johnson St., picked us up and we made our nightly outing of chores. She was asleep in her seat in less than three minutes. -- Her Grand Uncle Ken and Grand Aunt Janice are in town and will be out at Grammy and Grampa Dad's this Sunday. We are going to go out there for a visit.
Today I'm grateful for Frank and Lexie, nice weather, summer activities, family, movies, kitties, Charlie (the fish and the radio station), weekends, and bamboo back scratchers.
Word(s) of the day: BOOMERANG PROPENSITY
Rubber band ball update: Softball size, one rubberband broke somewhere inside and a piece sticks out, looks like a rubberbandapple.
Lexie log: I figured out what kind of puppy Lexie is. I thought she was a Blue Heeler, but now I've changed my mind. She's a Border Collie. She's keen and overactive, runs around, constantly herding the cats, highly intelligent, loyal and loving. -- Yesterday when I got home, Lexie and I walked a mile up to the Seven-Eleven me and Grammy Mom used to walk to when I as a kid. It was the most beautiful walk ever. The weather was absolutely perfect, sunny, not to hot, just warm enough with a cool breeze. We had a great time and chatted. She focused on all the different types and sizes of rock; river rock, gravel, lava rock, boulders. She would both try to walk on and pick up just about any rocks we came across. Any that she was successful in picking up, she threw. To my surprise we found a playground on Imperial street that I don't ever remember. I'm actually thinking we walk there after work today. She wanted to play there yesterday, but I had a goal and we would have never left until she was too tired to go. She is definitely a bare foot child. We were almost there and she kept asking me to take off her shoes. She tried to convince me they hurt her. I'm pretty sure she just prefers to be barefoot. I told her she wouldn't like it, and took them off. She did fine on the sidewalk, but when we ran out of that she couldn't hack it. She didn't want her shoes back on yet though, stubborn as she is. She finally couldn't pick between shoes and blacktop, so I scooped her up and carried her the last teeny bit. By the time we were at the store she was more than willing to let me put her shoes back on. We walked into 7-11 and she freaked out. Full blown freak out tantrum. She'd never been in a small convenience store before. We pulled out of it real fast. I just reassured her that we were fine, and walked over to the milk cooler. The clerk showed her a toy and she relaxed. She picked chocolate milk and I decided to try a black cherry lemonade Slurpee. We paid our $2.98, went outside and sat at the plastic picnic table. I poured her a cup of chocolate milk in the complimentary cup the clerk gave me, put a slurpee lid on it and gave it to her with a straw. We sat for a while and people watched, made really small talk, and when it was time to leave, she didn't want to go. We probably spent about 10 minutes there. We got about half way home and Daddy called. He met us on Johnson St., picked us up and we made our nightly outing of chores. She was asleep in her seat in less than three minutes. -- Her Grand Uncle Ken and Grand Aunt Janice are in town and will be out at Grammy and Grampa Dad's this Sunday. We are going to go out there for a visit.
Today I'm grateful for Frank and Lexie, nice weather, summer activities, family, movies, kitties, Charlie (the fish and the radio station), weekends, and bamboo back scratchers.
Thursday, June 23, 2005
Brother Pele's in the back, sweet Zina's in the front. Cruisin' down the freeway in the hot, hot sun.
Quiet day at work. Spending break going over finances (or lack there of). I had horrible money and work dreams last night, which usually ends up with me making lots of lists and calculating budget stuff the next day. Felix is limping terribly and his left hind leg gets tremors. I'm having a semi depressed day, so sorry for the black cloud blog.
Word(s) of the day: IMPECUNIOUS
Lexie log: She's on a Winnie the Pooh kick this week, she's carrying around her little action figures of Pooh, Eeyore, Piglet, and Tigger. She's always asking where Rabbit is. Yesterday was pretty quiet. We didn't do much. Lexie and I played with Chikita on the bed for a while, I fell asleep, she went into her room and took a nap on her bed. When we woke up it was already 6:30pm. We went to the store, ate dinner, Lexie watched some TV (Winnie and Shark Tale) while we washed laundry and played computer golf. Then went to bed.
Today I'm grateful for Frank and Lexie, stickers, cars, vacation, toes, ears, balloons, and cats.
Word(s) of the day: IMPECUNIOUS
Lexie log: She's on a Winnie the Pooh kick this week, she's carrying around her little action figures of Pooh, Eeyore, Piglet, and Tigger. She's always asking where Rabbit is. Yesterday was pretty quiet. We didn't do much. Lexie and I played with Chikita on the bed for a while, I fell asleep, she went into her room and took a nap on her bed. When we woke up it was already 6:30pm. We went to the store, ate dinner, Lexie watched some TV (Winnie and Shark Tale) while we washed laundry and played computer golf. Then went to bed.
Today I'm grateful for Frank and Lexie, stickers, cars, vacation, toes, ears, balloons, and cats.
Wednesday, June 22, 2005
We gonna rock down to electric avenue...
Just finished my $16,426.05 batch. Taking a little break. Crappy that my next batch is only $4,000 something but it's just a big in size as the last, all because of the core. I really don't like correspondence today. No money to post to my accounts, usually means research, phone calls, file cabinets, copies, etc. And I'm acting too lazy today. Found out that the people in medical records have discussed chart notes from employees, and that distressed me a bit. For all the hubbub about HIPAA it seems that there are still plenty of issues internally. When I went to Dr. Johnson for my sinus infection, a coder actually mentioned to me that they noticed my fee ticket. Oh well, what's a person to do? I did the math and I've saved $57.61 over the last three years having lab work done here. Why does medicine have to be so entangled with money? I guess I'm feeling lazy and slightly Socialistic today. I am in good humor however. Back to work...For now... Ok, It's break time and I'm back.
Word(s) of the day: MELANGE
Lexie log: Yesterday when I got home, Lexie wanted to go play in the backyard. I went in the walk-in closet to get changed and she followed me in. 'We keep her build a bike' tricycle in there so she doesn't tear up the house trying to ride it indoors. Last time we tried her legs still weren't long enough to push all the way through one rotation. She saw the trike, pointed energetically at it, and started chanting, "Help? Help? Help?" Ok, new plan. We take the trike out front to give her a test ride in the court. One thing I should have done was bother to take the time to remember that she hadn't had a nap yet and would be edgy and cranky if everything didn't go exactly as she expected. On top of that, she is identical to me in my youth in the respect that she has a big problem with other people showing her how to do something, or explaining something. She fully expects to be able to master something on the first try and gets mighty defensive when anyone tries to 'help'. (*side note* I love you Grammy Mom and Grampa Dad) Aside from all this she picked up on the pedal concept pretty quick, and her reach has improved. However, she refused to wear any kind of foot wear, (I think because of a splinter she got from the backyard) and threw herself dramatically to the ground when her shoes were offered her. I decided then to let her try out the pedals barefoot. I seem to remember doing this and having it be not so comfortable. She didn't seem to mind. I coached her out to the mailbox (coach here means push a little steer a little cheer a little) and then turned to head back to the center of our court figuring we would do a few laps around to court. She had other plans, and you remember what I just said about her plans when she's tired... She pointed towards the cross street and said, "Go here?" I started to protest, then decided...Why not? I didn't think we would end up going around the entire block, but we did. The 'block' we live on is really big, six courts bunched together like a six pack. About half way through, my back was killing me from this odd little position I spent most of my time in helping her learn to steer. It was worth it though, she enjoyed the heck out of it. She only fell twice, once early on when I tried to head back and she started flippin out on me again, and once at the end in front of our driveway when I turned the handlebar too sharp. It was fun, we went into the house, she crawled up into our bed and slept for the next two hours.
Today I'm grateful for Frank and Lexie, stuffed animals, shoes, tricycle lessons, toys, relaxing, having fun, swimming, and weekends.
Word(s) of the day: MELANGE
Lexie log: Yesterday when I got home, Lexie wanted to go play in the backyard. I went in the walk-in closet to get changed and she followed me in. 'We keep her build a bike' tricycle in there so she doesn't tear up the house trying to ride it indoors. Last time we tried her legs still weren't long enough to push all the way through one rotation. She saw the trike, pointed energetically at it, and started chanting, "Help? Help? Help?" Ok, new plan. We take the trike out front to give her a test ride in the court. One thing I should have done was bother to take the time to remember that she hadn't had a nap yet and would be edgy and cranky if everything didn't go exactly as she expected. On top of that, she is identical to me in my youth in the respect that she has a big problem with other people showing her how to do something, or explaining something. She fully expects to be able to master something on the first try and gets mighty defensive when anyone tries to 'help'. (*side note* I love you Grammy Mom and Grampa Dad) Aside from all this she picked up on the pedal concept pretty quick, and her reach has improved. However, she refused to wear any kind of foot wear, (I think because of a splinter she got from the backyard) and threw herself dramatically to the ground when her shoes were offered her. I decided then to let her try out the pedals barefoot. I seem to remember doing this and having it be not so comfortable. She didn't seem to mind. I coached her out to the mailbox (coach here means push a little steer a little cheer a little) and then turned to head back to the center of our court figuring we would do a few laps around to court. She had other plans, and you remember what I just said about her plans when she's tired... She pointed towards the cross street and said, "Go here?" I started to protest, then decided...Why not? I didn't think we would end up going around the entire block, but we did. The 'block' we live on is really big, six courts bunched together like a six pack. About half way through, my back was killing me from this odd little position I spent most of my time in helping her learn to steer. It was worth it though, she enjoyed the heck out of it. She only fell twice, once early on when I tried to head back and she started flippin out on me again, and once at the end in front of our driveway when I turned the handlebar too sharp. It was fun, we went into the house, she crawled up into our bed and slept for the next two hours.
Today I'm grateful for Frank and Lexie, stuffed animals, shoes, tricycle lessons, toys, relaxing, having fun, swimming, and weekends.
Tuesday, June 21, 2005
Mars aint' the kind of place to raise your kids. In fact it's cold as hell...
Today is just kind of off... We laughed hysterically at Lychee humor. The building is shaking again. Just got a message from Daddy with a possibly dislocated shoulder. Lexie got up for a minute, then crawled back into bed, and she won't let Frank wake her up, it's almost 11:00am. I'm hearing this strange low humming, and everybody keeps saying rectum. I want a good thunderstorm.
Word(s) of the day: SMORGASBORD
Lexie log: I got off work 45 minutes early yesterday as the PRISM Unix box crashed and wouldn't be back up until after 4:00pm. I went home and Lex and I ran through the Elmo srpinkler. After a while I gave up and sat in a lawn chair to watch her play and finish sewing my bag. Grammy came over and they continued to play in the yard. Lexie showed Grammy her favorite tree. It's one of our three Ponderosa Pines. The greatest thing is that she keeps trying to put the fallen limbs back on the trunk. She tries to stick the limb back on the trunk and say, "It's broken!" Then she also likes to try to climb this tree. The nearest branch is probably about twenty feet up. She attempts to scale up the bark. The spot right below the tree is barren of grass since so many cats have napped there. She likes to sit and play right there. Little girl in swimmer diapers runs through sprinklers (to get wet) and the tries to climb trees and plays in dirt. Little girl gets bath. Grammy and Lex played for a while, then another Albertson's trip. As soon as we get down the aisle that has misc bin items, she remembers the last time we were here and wants to be put in the cart. We put her in (the basket side, not the seat side) and she won't let us get past this bin of brightly colored super soft pillows shaped like balls and stars, because she remembers that last time we stuffed them all in the cart with her for laughs. So, we do it again. Pile all the pillows up around and over her until she hidden from view. Then she starts throwing them all out of the basket laughing. When we got home, she refused to eat dinner, so she had milk and banana later in the evening.
Today I'm grateful for Frank and Lexie, sleep, stickers, coffee, Kleenex, my job, and flowers.
Word(s) of the day: SMORGASBORD
Lexie log: I got off work 45 minutes early yesterday as the PRISM Unix box crashed and wouldn't be back up until after 4:00pm. I went home and Lex and I ran through the Elmo srpinkler. After a while I gave up and sat in a lawn chair to watch her play and finish sewing my bag. Grammy came over and they continued to play in the yard. Lexie showed Grammy her favorite tree. It's one of our three Ponderosa Pines. The greatest thing is that she keeps trying to put the fallen limbs back on the trunk. She tries to stick the limb back on the trunk and say, "It's broken!" Then she also likes to try to climb this tree. The nearest branch is probably about twenty feet up. She attempts to scale up the bark. The spot right below the tree is barren of grass since so many cats have napped there. She likes to sit and play right there. Little girl in swimmer diapers runs through sprinklers (to get wet) and the tries to climb trees and plays in dirt. Little girl gets bath. Grammy and Lex played for a while, then another Albertson's trip. As soon as we get down the aisle that has misc bin items, she remembers the last time we were here and wants to be put in the cart. We put her in (the basket side, not the seat side) and she won't let us get past this bin of brightly colored super soft pillows shaped like balls and stars, because she remembers that last time we stuffed them all in the cart with her for laughs. So, we do it again. Pile all the pillows up around and over her until she hidden from view. Then she starts throwing them all out of the basket laughing. When we got home, she refused to eat dinner, so she had milk and banana later in the evening.
Today I'm grateful for Frank and Lexie, sleep, stickers, coffee, Kleenex, my job, and flowers.
Monday, June 20, 2005
Go Speed Racer, Go Speed Racer, Go Speed Racer, Go.
I am so not at Mach 5 today...I even started doing research on how to change medications. I am so flippin tired ALL THE TIME. I went off my prescription about a year ago because I was having this issue, and tried something else that just didn't work, went back on the original one and now I'm back to having no energy. All I want to do is go home and nap everyday. I found a website on genetic testing for drug reactions. I'm going to see what I can find out about it. A news article I read on it so far talked about a woman whose blood pressure and diabetes got worse with higher doses her doctor prescribed. She took this test and got on the right medicine and feels like a new person. It makes me drool to think of that. I want my energy back. OK, I'll stop crying in my coffee now.
Last night we missed what I hear was an amazing lightning show. We were all psyched about it. The day was beautiful and sunny and the evening stayed warm with an electric breeze and yellow green clouds. But that's all we got. The fun stuff stayed on the East side of the West Hills. We ran around in the back yard like goobers and enjoyed the aura, but everyone else got a light show. All I heard about this morning was how amazing the lighting storm was. Maybe next time.
Word(s) of the day: BOB'S YOUR UNCLE
Lexie log: This was a great weekend. Saturday we played out in the Elmo sprinkler when it was warm in the late morning, then we watched Durango Kids and then Spy Kids II. Lexie fell asleep on the couch and took a little nap. Then it was off to our daily visit to the grocery store. On the way, a torrential down poor started and I dropped Lex and Daddy at the door, parked the car and swam in. -- I forgot to blog about her 'first tattoo'. We were cleaning the kitchen counters last week, moved the microwave and I found a temp tattoo from Papa John's Pizza. For some bizarre reason I decided to put it on Lexie's upper arm. I laughed hysterically, but she wasn't so thrilled. Neither was Daddy. She kept trying to pick off and saying that she didn't want it. Some rubbing alcohol fixed her right up. -- Yesterday, for Father's Day we all met up at Washington Square at 11:00 (except we were half hour late). We had food at the food court. Daddy and Grammy ate lemon chicken, noodles and rice, I had pizza, Grampa Dad had some thing Indian that I have never seen before, and Puppy Lex had noodles bits of pretzel dog, and some burrito. She ate all this puppy style, Grammy fed her under the table. She ate noodles like Lady and Tramp. She stopped being puppy as soon as we left. We wandered the mall, stopping in Stride Rite because shortly before, she started complaining how her feet hurt and we took off her shoes and socks and she rode in the stroller a while. I had a feeling her feet were growing, but not that fast. Allison, Stride Rite employee, measured her feet and she is 8 wide. She went back to look for the ones I picked and came back with something better. Lexie loved them and we were off. We window shopped up to the candy store, then picked out some gummy candy for Lexie. Gummy cherries, penguins, letters, and sharks. Next we spent some time at Kay-Bee toy store playing with all the battery operated animals. The sales person was demonstrating a rocket balloon toy that we all feel in love with. We got one. Played with it last night a little. They are pretty darned fun. Then we went to Bucky's Backyard, a play area at the end of the mall. We had to bribe Lexie to leave after about 45 minutes to an hour. Awesome play area. On the way back through the mall, Grandpa Dad went up to get a cookie, Grammy and Lexie went up and down the escalators a bunch of times, and Daddy and I went to Brook Stone to sample the massage chairs. At some point Grandpa Dad took over Grammy's escalator duties and she came to join us at Brook Stone where we each sampled Shiatsu massage on my favoritest one ever!! Yes I know favoritest is not a real word, but I like to use it anyway. That was the end of our mall rat adventure. As we walked back to Meier and Frank, Lexie kept lying down on the floor for a nap, so we knew it was over. We walked out the Vue and Grammy and Grampa Dad gave Daddy his present of a awesomely framed picture of Daddy and Lexie at the 2004 Rose parade. Then Grampa Dad drove us to the other parking lot. Lexie would not give up trying to get in his lap, so at the very end of the trip, Grandpa Dad let her drive...Sorta. She was thrilled to behind the wheel while it was in motion. She is fascinated with being in the drivers seat. She didn't want to leave. She said goodbyes and told them she loved them, made butterflies in my stomach, just like every time I hear her say it. She was asleep pretty quick but woke up when we got home. I napped while she played some more. Then, about 7:30pm we all went out in the yard and played. She is now expert at playing with the cats and a bathrobe tie. Her and Turkey Swoop played for quite awhile, until it started to sprinkle. Then we moved indoors and played with the new rocket balloons. Fun weekend.
Today I'm grateful for my Dad (and Mom), Frank and Lexie, malls, toys, storms, sprinklers, Allison from Stride Rite and people like Allison, candy stores, massage chairs, movies, and happiness.
Last night we missed what I hear was an amazing lightning show. We were all psyched about it. The day was beautiful and sunny and the evening stayed warm with an electric breeze and yellow green clouds. But that's all we got. The fun stuff stayed on the East side of the West Hills. We ran around in the back yard like goobers and enjoyed the aura, but everyone else got a light show. All I heard about this morning was how amazing the lighting storm was. Maybe next time.
Word(s) of the day: BOB'S YOUR UNCLE
Lexie log: This was a great weekend. Saturday we played out in the Elmo sprinkler when it was warm in the late morning, then we watched Durango Kids and then Spy Kids II. Lexie fell asleep on the couch and took a little nap. Then it was off to our daily visit to the grocery store. On the way, a torrential down poor started and I dropped Lex and Daddy at the door, parked the car and swam in. -- I forgot to blog about her 'first tattoo'. We were cleaning the kitchen counters last week, moved the microwave and I found a temp tattoo from Papa John's Pizza. For some bizarre reason I decided to put it on Lexie's upper arm. I laughed hysterically, but she wasn't so thrilled. Neither was Daddy. She kept trying to pick off and saying that she didn't want it. Some rubbing alcohol fixed her right up. -- Yesterday, for Father's Day we all met up at Washington Square at 11:00 (except we were half hour late). We had food at the food court. Daddy and Grammy ate lemon chicken, noodles and rice, I had pizza, Grampa Dad had some thing Indian that I have never seen before, and Puppy Lex had noodles bits of pretzel dog, and some burrito. She ate all this puppy style, Grammy fed her under the table. She ate noodles like Lady and Tramp. She stopped being puppy as soon as we left. We wandered the mall, stopping in Stride Rite because shortly before, she started complaining how her feet hurt and we took off her shoes and socks and she rode in the stroller a while. I had a feeling her feet were growing, but not that fast. Allison, Stride Rite employee, measured her feet and she is 8 wide. She went back to look for the ones I picked and came back with something better. Lexie loved them and we were off. We window shopped up to the candy store, then picked out some gummy candy for Lexie. Gummy cherries, penguins, letters, and sharks. Next we spent some time at Kay-Bee toy store playing with all the battery operated animals. The sales person was demonstrating a rocket balloon toy that we all feel in love with. We got one. Played with it last night a little. They are pretty darned fun. Then we went to Bucky's Backyard, a play area at the end of the mall. We had to bribe Lexie to leave after about 45 minutes to an hour. Awesome play area. On the way back through the mall, Grandpa Dad went up to get a cookie, Grammy and Lexie went up and down the escalators a bunch of times, and Daddy and I went to Brook Stone to sample the massage chairs. At some point Grandpa Dad took over Grammy's escalator duties and she came to join us at Brook Stone where we each sampled Shiatsu massage on my favoritest one ever!! Yes I know favoritest is not a real word, but I like to use it anyway. That was the end of our mall rat adventure. As we walked back to Meier and Frank, Lexie kept lying down on the floor for a nap, so we knew it was over. We walked out the Vue and Grammy and Grampa Dad gave Daddy his present of a awesomely framed picture of Daddy and Lexie at the 2004 Rose parade. Then Grampa Dad drove us to the other parking lot. Lexie would not give up trying to get in his lap, so at the very end of the trip, Grandpa Dad let her drive...Sorta. She was thrilled to behind the wheel while it was in motion. She is fascinated with being in the drivers seat. She didn't want to leave. She said goodbyes and told them she loved them, made butterflies in my stomach, just like every time I hear her say it. She was asleep pretty quick but woke up when we got home. I napped while she played some more. Then, about 7:30pm we all went out in the yard and played. She is now expert at playing with the cats and a bathrobe tie. Her and Turkey Swoop played for quite awhile, until it started to sprinkle. Then we moved indoors and played with the new rocket balloons. Fun weekend.
Today I'm grateful for my Dad (and Mom), Frank and Lexie, malls, toys, storms, sprinklers, Allison from Stride Rite and people like Allison, candy stores, massage chairs, movies, and happiness.
Friday, June 17, 2005
Jump to the jam boogy woogy jam slam. Bust the dialect I'm the man in command.
Last night I made a little Felix sling because he likes for me to hold him, but after about ten minutes, my arm gets tired. He lay in it for a while, but then got out, so we're not sure yet how this idea will fly. I hope it works. -- Oh my goodness! Those were the best homemade shredded beef enchiladas ever created on earth. The shredded beef was on the spicy side, but next time I'll make milder for milder tastes. The most brilliant thing was throwing it together with whatever we had in the house. Wednesday night, this is what we put in the crock pot: 1 round tip roast, 2/3 cup hot water with 0ne beef bullion cube dissolved in it, 1/2 white onion chopped, dash of olive oil, about 1/2 tsp paprika, a couple shakes of pepper, a couple shakes of garlic salt, a couple dashes hot sauce, five packets of Taco Time's green salsa, one packet of Carl's Jr. red salsa, and two packets Dominos hot pepper sprinkles. Cooked in on low for about nine hours. I came up with the 'recipe' myself. Frank turned it off this morning when he got up. Then he let it cool and shredded it. Last night we made the enhiladas. In a mixing bowel I mixed most of the shredded beef with 3/4 cup enchilada sauce (from 19oz can Old El Paso enchilada sauce) and 1 1/4 cup shredded Mexican blend of cheese. Then Frank spooned the shredded beef filling into six flour tortillas (soft taco size) and put them side by side in a baking dish lightly coated with no stick spray. We poured the rest of the can of enchilada sauce and another 1 1/2 cup of shredded cheese over the top (see picture below). We baked them at 375 for 15 minutes, then left them in the oven (temp off) for a while longer. Oh my were they tasty. We will definitely do that again. We didn't even open the sourcream we bought for them they were so delicious by themselves. You really can throw a dish together with a crock pot. Thank you Taco Time, Carl's, and Domino's for the extras. What next? Something chicken and cheesey, I believe is in order.
Word(s) of the day: TANGOITIS with PEELS OF LAUGHTER
Lexie log: Come out, come out, wherever you are! I forgot about this until I was talking to Grammy on the phone last night. About one week ago, as we were starting on the downside of illness, and any ounce of feeling better was cause for celebration, Lexie had another noteable first. Ever since she was able to motor around on her own, I have been playing hide and seek with her. She loves to be startled from behind doorways or around corners, nothing else brings peels of laughter out of her so well. It used to be that the most difficult part was to wait silently and patiently as she caught up to your hiding spot on all fours. Now that she's more mobile and faster, the hard part is getting to the hiding spot without her seeing you get there. This is an activity that we partake in at least once or twice a week. It sends the cats off to safer perimeters while we trounce up and down the hallway and through different rooms loudly stomping about puncutated with squeels of delight and laughter. Last week we were in the living room and, I asked her to do something she didn't want to do (come with me to change her diaper). She took off running down the hall, and thinking nothing more of it, I was slow to follow her. Usually she just ends up in our bedroom on the bed protesting and letting me know she does not approve. This time we were on our way out of the house, so I did a few 'get ready to leave' things, like find my keys, on the way to get her. When I did look in our room, she wasn't there. I backtracked to her room, and nothing. I went around the corner to the office and a quick glance in there proved vacancy. I headed back to the kitchen and met up with Frank who had been on the back deck, and when I asked him, "Where's Lexie?" he didn't know. We both got puzzled looks on our faces and walked into the living room, no Lex. We made our way back down the hallway looking in each room as we passed and came to the closed bathroom door. We looked at each other, slightly astonished and smiling. She had become the hider, we the seekers. We opened the door, no Lex. Baffled, we now headed back down the hall, just starting to consider what possible spots we may have shown her in our games, when we heard a quiet, "Momma...". She had cleverly given away the general direction she could be at without giving herself away, a little trick I always use if she hasn't found me after a while, and I'm bored waiting. We headed back to the bathroom, guessing that we hadn't looked good enough in there. No Lex. Then out of the corner of my eye I spied a sneaky little figure just barely visible in the crack of the open office door. She came out with a, "BOO!" We shrieked, jumped, and laughed like good seekers. She had been hiding behind the door, of course. So, two of her most recently aquired skills inclued turning off lights and hiding behind doors. She's funny!
Today I'm grateful for Frank and Lexie, Fridays and weekends, fresh warm biscuits with butter and Marion berry jam, crock pots, huge downpours of rain while sitting out on the covered back deck, and life.
Word(s) of the day: TANGOITIS with PEELS OF LAUGHTER
Lexie log: Come out, come out, wherever you are! I forgot about this until I was talking to Grammy on the phone last night. About one week ago, as we were starting on the downside of illness, and any ounce of feeling better was cause for celebration, Lexie had another noteable first. Ever since she was able to motor around on her own, I have been playing hide and seek with her. She loves to be startled from behind doorways or around corners, nothing else brings peels of laughter out of her so well. It used to be that the most difficult part was to wait silently and patiently as she caught up to your hiding spot on all fours. Now that she's more mobile and faster, the hard part is getting to the hiding spot without her seeing you get there. This is an activity that we partake in at least once or twice a week. It sends the cats off to safer perimeters while we trounce up and down the hallway and through different rooms loudly stomping about puncutated with squeels of delight and laughter. Last week we were in the living room and, I asked her to do something she didn't want to do (come with me to change her diaper). She took off running down the hall, and thinking nothing more of it, I was slow to follow her. Usually she just ends up in our bedroom on the bed protesting and letting me know she does not approve. This time we were on our way out of the house, so I did a few 'get ready to leave' things, like find my keys, on the way to get her. When I did look in our room, she wasn't there. I backtracked to her room, and nothing. I went around the corner to the office and a quick glance in there proved vacancy. I headed back to the kitchen and met up with Frank who had been on the back deck, and when I asked him, "Where's Lexie?" he didn't know. We both got puzzled looks on our faces and walked into the living room, no Lex. We made our way back down the hallway looking in each room as we passed and came to the closed bathroom door. We looked at each other, slightly astonished and smiling. She had become the hider, we the seekers. We opened the door, no Lex. Baffled, we now headed back down the hall, just starting to consider what possible spots we may have shown her in our games, when we heard a quiet, "Momma...". She had cleverly given away the general direction she could be at without giving herself away, a little trick I always use if she hasn't found me after a while, and I'm bored waiting. We headed back to the bathroom, guessing that we hadn't looked good enough in there. No Lex. Then out of the corner of my eye I spied a sneaky little figure just barely visible in the crack of the open office door. She came out with a, "BOO!" We shrieked, jumped, and laughed like good seekers. She had been hiding behind the door, of course. So, two of her most recently aquired skills inclued turning off lights and hiding behind doors. She's funny!
Today I'm grateful for Frank and Lexie, Fridays and weekends, fresh warm biscuits with butter and Marion berry jam, crock pots, huge downpours of rain while sitting out on the covered back deck, and life.
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