ode to my dyson

Thank you to sister wife for introducing my to a machine that I have grown to love as much and sometimes more than my husband (hey it cleans up...if Brian cleaned up...)

I never new I could love a machine an appliance a symbol of woman's imprisonment in the home as much as I love my dyson. It picks up cat hair, dog hair, bits of things I never knew where there. I am half way between 'eww' and 'cool'.

It is fantastic that it picks up so much but where did it all come from???

I love a clean house...unfortunately my children seem to have decided that clean an 'the H' are never used in the same sentence describing each other. it is nice to have someone on my side even if it is a machine

ode to my breadmaker

How did I live without you? There is hardly a day that goes by that I do not use you. You create yummy and nourishing food for us to enjoy while making the house smell delicious.

Even in my extreme laziness I can find the energy to measure the ingredients and press start. I am rewarded for my minor efforts with the warmth and aroma that you produced. My children have begun to love the smell and know that the bread it to be enjoyed and relished.

Thank you for providing me the ability to make wholesome wonderful food without yucky food names that cannot be pronounced or understood.

it is going to be a long winter

The leaves on the tree in my yard are all on the ground.. (the weather turned and much like me at the end of a day dropped everything to rest) the squirrels are burying nuts, the roses are covered in cones-we have had our first frost and flurries- the pumpkins are composting...autumn is here..and quickly leaving in favor of a colder season: Winter.

During the summer the kids get up eat dress and head outside to burn off energy. We frequently do not come back in until dinner favoring a picnic lunch at a park or a pool. Now that it is dark earlier and colder the previous strategy of energy burning is no longer so appropriate.

It is going to be a long winter cooped up with the kids. Already they are itching to get back to playing outside (not that I have an issue with this..but I get cold...fast)So it is going to be a long winter of 'please do not run in the house' 'please please use the bat outside' 'the kitty does not want to be carried' 'ali is not a horse'.

This is not to say I do not like winter. I love it. As soon as there is snow. To have cold weather without snow is pointless. But when there is snow I will be right out there with them sledding, skating, building snowmen, shoveling..they will beg me to come in. We are Midwestern-ers.

Guilty Pleasures

Everyone has them. I have more than a few. One I love is ER. I am devastated that this will be the final season of ER. I have watched it since the beginning-- it has made me laugh- made me cry...I have felt for the characters and had my fair share of crushes.

My mother and I did not get along all that well when I was in high school but one thing we could always do was make stove top popcorn and watch ER on Thursday nights. One constant in a very very unstable world.

This show going off the air is like losing a security blanket. There is no good way to describe it. There were so many emotionally intense moments on that show. The writers hit a lot of home runs tapping into human emotion (of course they did pretty crappy sometimes too). I am losing all of 'my' shows. First Friends, then Sex and the City, Alias, and now ER. I am not good at change.

When Dr. Greene died it was arguably the most emotional I have ever been watching TV. I still get teary about it.

The good things about this season? Carter comes back (holy hotness!), Benton comes back, as does Doug Ross (be still my beating heart).... I may just buy the seasons from amazon to help sate my ER cravings.

YES we DID

Obama is the president elect of the US. Wow. Wonderful. Thrilling.

I have never been so inspired by politic as I have been in this election. My family is politically motivated and we have always been involved in the democratic process- never have I seen so many people so motivated so involved. Apathy ending.

This must what my parents felt with Kennedy.

more later when I can think

Saving Grace

My children, My Princess. Princess saved me. A lot to bear for a 4 year old. She is amazing. No idea how to explain the wonder that G-d has brought into my life with her.

Princess took my life and changed my life and my heart and changed its direction. Seeing her for the first time was like putting on a pair of much needed glasses. It was like seeing things for the first time. I resisted...change has never come easy. Slowly I began changing. My heart my soul.. I learned the love of G-d. Having her brought me to G-d. Allowed me to start listening to the small voice. She helped me tear down walls that I had spent so much time putting up. Let me learn to love and be loved. She let me begin to see G-ds worrk in my heart.

So thank you for Princess. Thank you for her exuberance. For her effervescence. For her.

Baby Blue Eyes

Zoe Blue Eyes.

I love her eyes. They are huge expressive beautiful blue eyes. They smile when she is happy. It is like she can say everything she needs to with her eyes...without words.

Right now she is crawling around the living room getting up close and personal with the carpet...singing along to music.

Her eyes see the world and all its beauty and all its wonder with such amazement with such awe. I love watching her watch the world observing and learning.

From the day she was born and we locked eyes. We locked hearts too. My children are part of me. They are such blessings. I have learned so much from them.

They do not care if I feel fat or if any of it. Zoe still loves to crawl up on me and snuggle her head on my shoulder. She loves to look up at me from her perch in a sling and smile so big I forget what ever i was saying.