Day Fourteen

When was the last time you had this much fun at the mall?

Day Thirteen

Rainy morning. Humid afternoon.

Todd came to my classroom and sorted and labeled all of my blocks, and trust me-you, there are a lot of blocks. I filed papers... a lot of papers... papers that should have been filed last year papers.
Things are coming together on the classroom front. Thursday I will go in and finish up as much as I can... one last haul to get ready. One week to go.
I spent the afternoon quilting for baby Joey, reading, and playing photographer for Todd's dirt bikes. The track he has made across the street with many hours of sweat makes a fine place to take his picture and the camera is so slow it makes him look really fast.

Day Twelve

Rainy Day Quilting

Dylan's Quilt

Riley's Quilt

I worked on two quilting projects today, but they need to be surprises. So instead, I thought I'd post a few past projects. My favorites are the ones that I know get used.

Willy's Quilt at Play

Aiden's Quilt

Day Eleven

Mundane Happenings

Relaxing Saturday, sunny and breezy. Todd went kayaking and I finished up the cleaning and then read the rest of Bridge to Terebithia laying on a blanket in the sun. We have new windchimes and I was laying under the silverware enjoying its music. Cried straight through the last three chapters, sobbing crying. Tears running down my face crying. Good story.
I also watched two movies this week-end, Racing Stripes (very bad, but about what I expected and it entertained Willy a bit) and Born into Brothels. This movie was moving and a bit overwhelming. Recommended. A documentary about the Red District in Sonagchi, Calcutta through the eyes of children with cameras. Powerful. I was also happy that the seeds that I planted have finally begun to bloom. I have my first sunflower. Maybe next summer I will be brave enough to venture a garden, but this year, it was experimental flowers.

Day Ten

Willy's World:

After practicing to call froggies saying "Here, froggy" as they walk through the woods...
Mom: "Willy, what do we say when we want a froggy?"
Willy: "Please?"

After dinner...
Mom: "Willy, do you like eggs for breakfast?"
Willy: "da" (yes)
Mom: "What do you like on your eggs?"
Willy: "poop".

This is all before he decided to freak himself out by pooping in the tub during bathtime. I never heard him scream so loud.

Day Nine

Yesterday I drove over to Wakefield to visit Alison, who is home from Louisiana for the week to go to a wedding. For those of you missing the connection, Al is a friend from grade school who married the brother of one of my ex's. I spent the day at that said ex's parents' house... They were nice but refused to speak his name in my presence. It was comical, actually.

We drove to Salem to take a walk around and see the ocean. It's a pretty neat and trollish city. (Kevin you should go for Trollspotting purposes.) Then Al took me to lunch at Chili's (thanks, again, Al.) They don't have rasberry iced tea anymore, but we ate fajitas and I was happy.
It was a fun, fun visit with Alison and her baby is even more amazing. How fun to watch these kids grow... and she is truly bigger every time I see her. She was loving her butt cream. Can you believe this beautiful face?

Day Eight

Yesterday Auntie Em got to babysit for Baby Margaret. She decided that the morning was about convincing Uncle Todd and Auntie Em that she did not want any cousins. She was alseep when she got here but woke up before Mom even drove away.

It took a long walk to get her back to sleep and I couldn't talk or stop moving. Once she did get back to sleep, a sneeze from Uncle Todd had her wailing again. Back to walking.

Once Mommy got back she was rested and full of smiles though. She was a very good quilt model.

Day Seven

I am living in a comminuty where I never dreamed I would end up.
Observed examples:
1. Down the road there is a large gallon size bottle laying on the side of the road. It is half filled with a dark yellow liquid that I am sure is urine. One half gallon of urine.
Imagine this only WAY huger.

2. Sunday we drove past a sign selling cattle skulls. As artsy as this sounds...

3. The local catholic church has a sign out front that reads "Going to mass is cool!" I am not convinced.

4. I often feel I should keep track of redneck moments... like when the trailer down the road used old crutches to hold up their mailbox. It stayed that way for months, duck tape and crutches.

Day Six

Yesterday was an incredibly fun day. Maggie exploded her diaper on me and Willy regraded our driveway (he likes rocks.) After giving the babies their present we sat down to an incredible lunch of enchiladas that Todd helped me prepare. The chicken made me nauseous, but once that was cooked and hidden, I did okay. I would truly be a veg if I had to cook my own meat.


We got to have another family nap before a nice dinner with my mom (just leftover stir fry in yummy peanut sauce) before heading to Albany for a night on the town.
At the Pepsi Arena we partied down with an arena full of women as old as your grandma. Neil put on a great show making women throughout the crowd scream and pant. It was truly a partying crowd and I wonder now if they ever got to bed last night. Some I wonder if they made it that far. There were a few close to heart attacks after climbing three flights of stairs (the escalators were off.) They were clutching their chests and tightly gripped.


I wish them all good health and happy dreams of Neil Diamond.

Day Five and a Half

I was very excited to finally give Baby Maggie her quilt today. Willy was the entrusted present opener so he got a few fun things, too.

This little one needed some pink.

She also needed a few flowers.

That smile is proof.