Weblog » Archives » May 2006

  • Colds and Man's Best Friend

    I walked 10,275 steps today before I took off my pedometer when the kids went to bed. Cheers. Applause. Woo-hoo!! Of course, since I didn’t actually indulge in any planned exercise, it really just means that my da…
  • Should be packing...

    Should be packing... should be packing... should be packing... Well, we are home from our wild and crazy weekend at my aunt's. Wild and crazy because masses of people descend upon my aunt's large home (this time it was…
  • We now own 2 homes!

    Well, we closed on our house yesterday, and it was very nice to have Dave home for the day. We started the day going to the high school to watch Jamie’s last swim lesson (all the first graders, fourth graders, and 7th g…
  • Tomorrow we close on the new house. It doesn't actually mean anything except that Dave has to take off work to sign a lot of papers and acquire a lot of debt, but since the owners are renting it back from us for another…
  • Love and Marriage

    In one of my most recent magazine issues, a woman wrote in asking for advice, saying something to this effect: “I had a wonderful childhood, and my parents have been happily married for over 40 years. What is wrong wit…
  • Pedometers

    My very thoughtful husband gave me a pedometer in my stocking this past Christmas. He and I have gone through several free ones (from McD’s adult happy-meals and from his work’s fitness programs). We eventually seem to…
  • Graduations

    Jack graduated from preschool last night (complete with caps and diplomas), and woke up this morning and dressed and got his backpack ready, insisting to his derisive older brother and sister that he was to ride the…
  • Bedtime Prayer

    Jack: Dear Jesus, God, and Holy Spirit— Thank you that I got to go on my track and field trip today. Thank you that I got to be an elephant* [make elephant trunk with arm extending from nose] and a snake* (ssssssss…
  • Field Days

    One thing this blog has made me realize is that my life is a lot more exciting than I’ve thought. I’ve always sort of thought if I could have more excitement, I’d be happier, but I think I probably do get in my quota of…
  • Pretty Toes

    My Prevention magazine provides me with such useful information. This recent issue said that if you have dry or cracked heels (which I have never had until this year—is this another sign of getting old?), you should hav…
  • Shoes

    A few weeks ago, we exchanged Jamie’s sneakers with holes in the front (it took falling in the creek at my parents for Easter and having to scrub and dry them for me to realize their sad state of demise) for a new pair o…
  • The Joys of Baseball

    My darling husband took off yesterday, so I could chaperone my eldest’s field trip to the Amish Farm in Lancaster. This is the first field trip I’ve accompanied, and I did panic slightly as we drove there with the thoug…
  • Triumphs (Major or Minor)

    We have reached a major milestone. For the first time, oh, since he was six months old or so, Andy stayed in the nursery THE WHOLE TIME. Whoa!! Of course, it helped that the best nursery workers were on duty yesterday…
  • Night Owls

    On Thursday night, Dave stayed up until 3:45 a.m. working on the reserves for work (an intensely boring, in my humble opinion, financial analysis that some actuaries perform on a monthly basis). Now, in the first place,…
  • Demanding Children

    When I left the merciless dictates of the Ezzo’s parenting regime for the heartwarming welcome of attachment parenting, I strongly resented Gary Ezzo’s assertion that babies fed on demand become demanding children. And …
  • Blingers

    My youngest child is arguably, in my very assertive opinion, one of the cutest beings alive on the planet, and if I could figure out how to import pictures already saved on our computer, I could show you all his obvious …
  • Saturday, my parents came up to watch our kids so that Dave and I could go to an annual dinner party one of Dave’s colleague’s gives. It is soooo nice. Guys go in coats and ties, and the women wear evening attire (long…

Recent Weblogs