Thursday, April 22, 2010

Wait five minutes and it might change...

Thursdays are my busy, running around doing errands, shopping, library, etc. days. What made my morning today interesting was the weather. When I dropped the kids off at school shortly after 7:30 this morning there was a low cloud - kind of foggy, but not too bad. (The kids had wanted to walk to school in honor of earth day, but we were running late, and it didn't happen.) A little over an hour later, Peter and I (mostly I) had straightened up the house, collected the library books, made a shopping list and headed out the door to go to the library. By this time, it was definitely foggy. I could see headlights come out of the white gloom as cars approached, and it took a while before floating red or green dots became apparent as I neared intersections. It's a good thing I knew where I was going, because I couldn't see street signs at all until I reached each intersection.

We arrived at the library only a minute before it opened at 9, which I think is a great time to be there because it isn't crowded! We found a close parking spot, we didn't have to wait in line at the book return, and the children's reading room was almost empty. A librarian even approached me and asked if there was something she could help me find! Peter and I found books to read (One big one for Hannah, one small one for John because he still has a book at home that he plans to start reading, and several easy readers for Joshua and Peter) and at 9:30 we were in the car again headed to the local Super Target. It was during this drive that it began to be a bit misty. It was still a little foggy, but not as bad as earlier.

We don't go to Target very often. There is a Walmart and a few grocery stores much closer to home that have most of what we need, BUT, Steven likes Golden Griddle syrup, and Target is the only store we've found in recent years that has it, so we tend to stock up when we find it. But our supply had run out. So, we went to Target for some syrup and a few other things that I prefer to get at a grocery store rather than at Sam's Club where I do most of my shopping. Imagine my dismay when I arrived at the syrup aisle, and there was *gasp* NO GOLDEN GRIDDLE syrup!!! What would I do? How would I satisfy Steven's craving, when I had no idea where to find it? We're having french toast for dinner tonight... what would Steven pour on them??? I got over it. I grabbed a bottle of some other kind of syrup, got the rest of the things on my list ($50 worth) and left. When we stepped out of the store, It was pouring down rain. I had an umbrella in the glove compartment of the van... where it wasn't going to do me much good at the moment. I also realized that Peter had left his coat in the car, so he didn't have a hood, or anything. So we ran for it. Luckily we were parked near shelter, but we were still rather wet by the time I got Peter and the groceries into the van. It was 10:00 when we pulled out of the parking lot, our windshield wipers frantically sweeping rivers of pouring rain off the glass so I could see where I was going.

Our next stop was Sam's Club for the rest of the shopping. When we got there, it was still pouring rain, and I had to wait a little while for Peter to put his coat and shoes and socks back on. (Why does he take them off in the car???) I grabbed my umbrella out of the glove compartment and we went to complete the shopping. Forty five minutes (and $170) later, we left the store to see sunshine and blue skies. I was grateful for the clear weather as I loaded the groceries into the back of the van. (Incidentally, our tent and sleeping bags were still in the van from our overnighter at Heather's house last weekend.) It stayed clear as we came home, I unloaded the groceries and put them away. I hoped that it would stay sunny for a while.

The boys get out of school in half an hour(at 2:30). They wanted to walk. I had planned to walk up to meet them. Hannah has a Battle of the Books practice and will get out in an hour and a half (3:30). She usually walks home on her own. Of course, as I look out the window right now, dark clouds are rolling in and it looks like it will rain any minute. Hannah also has activity days at 4:30. What will the weather be like then? For that matter, what will it be like at 7 when we go to John's Pack Meeting/Pinewood Derby tonight? I don't know. Busy days like today are made so much more interesting with this very unpredictable weather.

Tuesday, April 20, 2010

Sewing Project

Okay, it's been over a week since I last wrote. What can I say? Life gets busy. What's sad is that I don't really remember most of what has kept me so busy. But I do remember one thing:

Last week I felt like sewing. The project spread out over the sewing table is Hannah's Easter dress, which hasn't been finished yet... because Hannah doesn't want me to finish it for her, and she doesn't have the time or the patience to really keep at it. But I felt like sewing. I didn't want to start another quilt, considering that the last one I started hasn't been quilted yet since I haven't figured out how I will do it and get the result I want yet. So I decided I would sew myself some shirts. I made three long sleeved shirts a couple years ago, and I really like them because they are long enough that I don't have to worry about them riding up or getting a gap when I bend over.  The majority of my short sleeve shirts are store bought, and unfortunately, not as long as I like them. So, I headed over to the local JoAnn, and bought some knit fabric (on sale) and came home and over the next couple days made two short sleeve shirts, at the length that I like them. After I made them, I realized that the colors I chose (brown and mauve) are more autumn colors than spring colors. Oh well. They should be cool and therefore nice for  summer, whatever color they are.

Friday, April 9, 2010

It's Good to be Home

I'm a homebody. There's no question about it. I love days when I can sit at home all day, barefoot... reading a book or whatever. I don't enjoy days when my days are structured by where I have to be at specific times. Yesterday was one of those days.

7:30 I took kids to school. Usually I just drop them off and come right back home, but yesterday I parked and went in to the main office to register Peter for kindergarten. It's amazing to me that my baby is old enough to be starting kindergarten in the fall!

John had a stomach ache in the morning and wasn't feeling well, but insisted on going to school... I guess he wasn't sick enough to face having to stay in bed all day. I worried about him though, so when I returned home, I called a friend of mine and asked if she would be available to pick up John from the school if he was sick and I wasn't able to get him. She was home with a sick child (Hannah's age) of her own, but she would be able to get John if necessary.

10:05 The house was straightened, my chores were done. Peter and I climbed in the car and headed to the doctor's office for my annual exam (the first one for me in four years). After one stop at the wrong office (Things had changed since last time I was there and they had moved down the hall.) I filled out paperwork (for new patients... I guess they didn't have my records from my pregnancy with Peter available anymore.) and I finally met the doctor who introduced herself to me as though she'd never met me before, although I know she was the one who delivered Peter... but she hadn't been my regular doctor before; my regular doctor had apparently left the practice. I was given a clean bill of health, and climbed back in the car at 11:45.I still needed to go to the library, and I knew Peter was hungry, so I stopped at Taco Bell to pick up a quick meal for the two of us before heading to the library. (This was a random treat. I almost NEVER get fast food for lunch.) We went to the library where we sat on some benches in front to eat our lunch. Then we went in to turn in the movies and books we had out, and selected new ones. After Peter selected his books, he sat on a bench and had me read them to him there in the library. We returned home, arriving there about 1:00. Peter was sound asleep in his car seat.

2:15 After a short break, I woke Peter and we headed to the school to pick up the kids. I wasn't expecting to get Hannah then because she was supposed to have an after school meeting, but when John got in the car (thankfully, he hadn't gotten worse during the day and was feeling okay by then), he told me that meeting had been canceled... so we waited for Hannah to come... Ten minutes later I thought maybe she hadn't seen us and started walking home? So I started driving home, watching for her. Half way home my cell phone rang... So I turned around and picked her up from the school before returning home.

4:20 We all climbed back into the car to take Hannah to Activity Days. Fortunately, it's close and only took about 15 minutes for the round trip.

5:20 The boys and I climbed back into the car to pick Hannah up from Activity Days. For once she was ready to go when I got there so this was a quick trip and we were back home by 5:40, so I could finish making dinner and eat before I needed to leave again.

6:05 I took my sewing machine and went to the church for a Relief Society meeting where we sewed school bags for the Church Humanitarian Services. For the last half I was sewing Velcro on the bags and every time I sewed on the rough side of the Velcro my thread would break. It was fun to be with friends and other adults, but when we were finished, and I packed up my sewing machine to head home it was 8:45 and I was exhausted.

In contrast, today at 7:30, I took the kids to school and when I came home I parked the car in the garage. I came home, put a load of laundry in the washer, put dinner in the crock pot and tidied up the house. I have a book to read today, some painting to do, nothing urgent. I'm not planning on going anywhere else, except maybe walking up to the school to walk home with the kids. If I don't feel like it, I won't have to, and they will walk home by themselves. Tonight we might watch a DVD or something. No stress. No hurry. It's my kind of day.

Tuesday, April 6, 2010

Funiculi Funicula

I love it when I hear a song on Classical Radio that I recognize. There are several pieces of music that I am familiar with: Beethoven's fifth and third symphonies and Fur Elise, Mozart's Minuet in G (you know, the one they were trying to play in the Music Man.), Bach's Sheep May Safely Graze and Jesu Joy of Man's Desiring, Copeland's Appalachian Spring, Musorgsky's Pictures at an Exhibition, Rimsky-Korsakov's The Flight of the Bumblebee, Pachelbel's Canon in D, Debussy's Clair de Lune... and the list goes on. I may not always be able to come up with the name or the composer, but it's nice when I hear a song that I recognize.

Last Thursday as we were driving to the library, I heard a song that I recognized. I'm positive that it was the first time I ever heard that particular song on the radio... maybe they only played it because it was April Fool's day, but for whatever reason, they played it. I listened to it for a minute, then asked Peter in some excitement, "Peter, do you know what song this is?" He replied by singing a couple of the lines to the song in the form we are familiar with. "The great big squash just sat upon my hat, the great big squash just squished my hat so flat!" I had to sit in the parking lot of the library for an extra minute to hear the name of that song (they played only an instrumental version.). It was "Funiculi, Funicula".

When we returned home I looked it up online, and discovered that the song had been composed by Luigi Denza for the grand opening of a cable car on Mount Vesuvius several years before that volcano erupted and destroyed the cable car. Apparently the song has been used for several shows and cartoons and the like since then, but the one I am familiar with was a "Classy Song with Larry" entitled "Larry's High Silk Hat" on the VeggyTales DVD, "Lyle the Kindly Viking", where Larry is, appropriately it seems, waiting for a trolly car with a tall hat and a chocolate snack.

Anyway, I've had the tune in my head ever since then. It's such a fun song!

Monday, April 5, 2010

Easter 2010

Hannah holding the eggs she decorated

Easter. It has its own traditions, food, and fun. Friday night we covered the table in newspaper, filled cups with boiling water, vinegar and food coloring and set out 18 hard boiled eggs. The fun followed. Peter had fun telling me which cup to put his eggs in... and they were dipped in one cup after another until they had been in every cup almost, and were a mottled purplish color. Joshua also enjoyed moving his eggs from one cup to another. John created a bunny rabbit complete with pipe cleaner ears, but was devastated when it cracked. Hannah probably spent the most time on her eggs, dipping them in multiple colors bit by bit resulting in stripes.


Sunday morning the kids awoke, and waited impatiently for their parents to wake and let them at the eggs hidden in the living room. Several of the eggs were in the middle of the floor, apparently batted there by the cats. Still, there were several well hidden for the kids to search out.

Breakfast was cinnamon rolls and sausages. Then we enjoyed watching General Conference from the comfort of our own home. The kids drew pictures while they snacked on candy from their eggs while Steven and I took notes, and I knitted. Between sessions of Conference Josh took a nap on my bed... probably tired from having woken up so early.

Following the afternoon session of Conference we prepared our dinner. The menu included ham, mashed potatoes, creamed corn, crescent rolls, salad and broccoli. While we were preparing, Peter mentioned that he wanted Jesus to come to dinner. Hmmmm. I thought, "If the Jews can lay an extra place for Elijah at Passover, then I suppose we can lay an extra place for Jesus at Easter." So I did. I think this may become a tradition, because it helped us remember the reason for the holiday, and behavior at the table was definitely improved.
While we ate, we had a good discussion about the talks that were shared in Conference, and the real reasons why we celebrate Easter (and it has NOTHING to do with an Easter bunny!). Later on we enjoyed a pumpkin pie that Steven had made. (Actually, Steven made most of our dinner. I made the salad, broccoli, drink, and set the table.)

It was a great Easter Sunday!