This weekend is full of hosting company, running to soccer games (SIX of them!), and meeting up with old acquaintances from our college days.
While I’m busy having so much fun…I thought maybe you’d enjoy revisiting how I…
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Yelled a really naughty word on a bus
Please do enjoy laughing at my expense all weekend long.
Hmm. I bet now you think you have to hear about the time I shop-lifted.
Ever since I cut my hair too short a couple of months ago, I’ve been blessed with dorky looking pony tail stubs and the inability to french braid my hair. The layers have just been too short.
But the hair is growing. Slowly but surely.
Two Saturday mornings ago as we were getting ready to head out the door for soccer games, I decided in a moment of desperation to try to get my hair into a quick french braid so that it would be out of my face.
And it worked. Barely…but it worked. My hair went up into a french braid. I was thrilled. I quickly joined Matt and the boys in the van so we could head off to the games.
We were at the soccer complex for the exact length of time that it takes to unload the van and walk to Justus’ game field when the first hunk of hair came out of my braid. I tried in vain to kind of tuck it back into the braid. Nope…it was too short.
Oh, if only I had a bobby pin, I thought.
I decided to rummage through my purse, because you just never know what might be hiding in there along with the dirty kleenexes and Walmart receipts.
And there, much to my delight, at the bottom of my purse…was a bobby pin!
Stuck to a raisin.
I’d never been so happy to see a bobby pin.
I flicked the raisin off (before Malachi could see it and ask to eat it), and used it (the bobby pin, not the raisin) to stick the hunk of hair back into the braid.
Satisfied that my hair was better now…I went about the business of watching and cheering as my boys ran up and down and up and down the soccer field.
After about the first game and a half, Malachi needed to go potty. It was when I took him into the bathroom and looked into the mirror that I saw it.
My hair was indeed up in a braid…but it had all loosened up into a big messy, stringy puff ball with wispies flying out all over.
I swallowed back my urge to cry out in horror at the sight of myself. How many thousands (okay, hundreds…our town isn’t that big) of people had seen me like that? It’s a wonder I didn’t scare the soccer balls out of the goal box.
Well, I quickly pulled the barely hanging on rubber band out of my “braid”…used my fingers as a comb and decided to settle for the dorky pony tail stub.
Oh yes, and also, while I was noticing my freaked out hair, I also noticed that the shirt I was wearing had apple juice splatter stains all over the front from the last time I had made applesauce without wearing an apron. Lovely.
Tying my jean jacket around my waist took care of the apple juice splatter stains by hiding most of it.
Oh, if only the raisin could somehow miraculously help with my hair….
Okay, I wrote this post a few weeks ago after I’d been sick, and then I never had the guts to post it. Now though, I just re-read it…and I don’t know what on earth is possessing me to post it now….except for I just saw the funny commercial I wrote about…and oh my…
Seriously….please after reading this, come back to HeavenlyHomemakers. This post will not offer you any kind of godly encouragement or homemaking advice…nothing about healthy eating or raising your kids for Jesus. I promise my future posts will be more edifying. Come back!
Hope it makes you giggle a bit….Here goes nothing….
I hardly ever watch TV. But when I’m sick, that’s what I do for a good part of each morning and evening. Watch TV.
So now you know what I did last week. All week. I watched TV.
I’d watched so many episodes of CSI that by the end of the week when I was outside watching my kids play, I carefully watched each car as it went by…trying to memorize the make, color and model of each vehicle so that when I was “questioned” I’d have some helpful evidence to help solve the crime. Yes, too much CSI. (And is it just me…or does Horatio need better acting skills?) (Oh my word.)
During all my TV time, I noticed this one commercial…have you seen it?
And, I don’t know why it hit me so funny, but in my sick state, I don’t remember seeing a commercial ever in my life that was so funny. Ever. (Could have been the fever.)
It came on just as I was drifting off to sleep one day….somewhere in between Regis and Kelly and The Price is Right.
Some guy had gone in for a job interview at this office. He’s interviewing with a woman. And the guy apparently had eaten too many beans the night before or something.
He was bloated and uncomfortable, yet trying to answer interview questions as though he was fine. And by all means, he did not want to ruin his interview by “laying a big bomb” on the leather chair in the office building in which he hoped to get a job. (Yikes the boys and their lingo are rubbing off on me.)
Clearly all the guy can think about is how uncomfortable he is. The lady interviewing the guy is looking at his resume and says, “I see you got your degree in flatulence…graduating first in your gas…”
And he’s clutching his brief case and…well…bless his heart.
And the whole first 20 seconds as I’m hearing and watching this commercial (which was, by the way, for Gas-X or something), I’m blinking and shaking my head and thinking, wow, is this commercial really happening? Seriously? I can’t believe they made a commercial like this. I’m so cracking up.
And THEN, they pull out all the stops.
Another guy comes in and hands the phone to the gal conducting the interview. And he says…
He says… “Your son, Rip, on the phone for you on line toot.”
And that, my friends is where I lost it.
Rip? Line toot?
Hahahahaha….
Oh, don’t make me laugh. I didn’t even really have the energy to laugh. And laughing made me cough. And coughing hurt.
But, line toot?
Oh someone please give this guy some Gas-X.
Please.
Okay, really, have I been living with all boys for too long, or was that a funny commercial?
Again, I ask you…please come back.
And please…for the sake of all of us…leave a girly comment to offset this post….
Good grief, we were computerless for almost 48 hours…and you would have thought all six of us never had a life before computers. I’m not kidding…all six of us. Even Malachi missed it.
It’s amazing how much you rely on the internet once you have it. Any other day when I do have my computer…I never think of much to Google…but take my computer away for two days…and there are all kinds of things I can think of that I need to Google…right now!
Thankfully a good friend of ours (who is today of course our very, very best friend) came over and did whatever things computer friends do when they fix computers…and got us all taken care of.
You should have seen the kids when Don got here this afternoon ready to hook us back up. You would have thought Santa Claus himself was walking through the door, carrying a big pot of gold. The kids went nuts.
Of course, I quietly and meekly stood in the background, then kindly thanked him profusely…then as soon as he left…I reached over and shoved all the kids out of the way with my leg and shouted, “Move it boys…this computer is MINE!”
I’m totally kidding. I would never do that to my children. I also said, “please”. 
Anyway, it’s good to have this machine back…and now I have a bunch of email and blogging stuff to catch up on. It’ll all get done eventually though, right?
Oh, and how sad the Mr. Linky was being fussy on Tuesday also…so I checked on the Gratituesday post and see only two lonely links (sweet though they were). Sigh. Well, thanks so much for everyone who wrote a Gratituesday post this week and told us about their link in the comments instead! I hope you know how much your posts encourage me…and how they encourage many others! Hopefully next week Mr. Linky will cooperate with us.
I will admit that not having a computer freed my time up a bit to work hard on cleaning out our school room…OH…and OUR BOOKS CAME! Thank you UPS man! So anyway, I have gotten a lot done during these days of being without my friend the computer.
I’ll be baking for the farmer’s market in the morning…then after that I’ll try to post some pictures of our school book excitement and finished school room. Um, but I need to finish the school room before I post finished pictures.
Oh, it’s good to be back.
(And good to know that life does go on without a computer…)
P.S. Guess what?! Char’s been working on a new header for my site! I can’t wait for you to see it! Be watching for it!
I’ve told you that I have been looking through catalogs getting ready to order our school books for the year?
It’s bringing up SO many fun memories as I look through the long list of great books to read!
I remember sitting down to read as a little girl…Little House on the Prairie books (of course I thought it was SO COOL that the main character and author’s name was Laura)…The Boxcar Children (I have an awesome story to share with you about my own boxcar!)…Anne of Green Gables…
Those were some of my very favorites.
So the question for today is…What were YOUR favorite books to read as a child?
(You know we’re all going to have to go to the library after we read all of these answers to check out some of these memories, right?!)
I mentioned here that my vacuum as been broken for several weeks. Aside from having a great excuse not to vacuum…nothing good has come from this. My floors have been getting dirtier by the minute.
However, I have now picked up my new and improved, cleaned out and equipped with a new hose…vacuum. (After I wrote a nice check to the repair place, of course.)
So now, I get to vacuum my floors. Never before have I been so excited to clean! I guess the trick is to not do a particular chore for at least a month…then you’ll be excited to do it again!
HOWEVER…while I may feel this way about vacuuming…I don’t think that I will ever feel this way about ironing. I have not ironed any item of clothing in many, many months and I do not miss it. I do not yearn for it. I do not look longingly at our closets full of clothes that do not require ironing….wishing just this once I could just take something out and iron it.
Indeed, ironing is my least favorite household chore.
Which leads me to today’s question….
What are your favorite…and least favorite household chores?
(If you love to iron…I’ll just shake my head at you and grin….and say something like, “Oh, bless your heart…”)
I have a few completely random subjects running around in my head. I figured you would just love to hear all about it.
1. The very best part about being sick is feeling better afterward. And being incredibly joyful simply because you can put a load of clothes into the washing machine without feeling completely worn out when you’re done.
2. Along those same lines…because I was sick for the better part of two weeks, and then we went on a trip…I’m having a terrible time catching up on everything that needs to be done around here. I do not have a Funky Kitchen…and my Home doesn’t look the least bit Heavenly right now.
3. It doesn’t help that my vacuum isn’t working. And hasn’t been for about a month. The last time I tried to vacuum…I felt pieces of dirt and other unknown objects HITTING my foot! My vacuum was BLOWING AIR OUT instead of sucking stuff in. What is THAT about? So, my vacuum is in the shop, and my floors just keep getting dirtier. Thankfully, most of my main floor is hard wood and we just sweep it…but upstairs is a different story.
4. I have weeds taller than Justus outside in my garden. And he’s been growing like a weed. Now that’s scary.
5. I sent two of my boys outside yesterday to rinse out a couple of big jugs. 45 minutes later they came in soaking wet…the sidewalk had been watered very well…and the jugs were dirtier than they were to begin with. I’m pretty sure they had fun “helping me” though.
6. Last week we killed our friend’s guinea pig. Not on purpose. We were guinea pig sitting and it just so happened that it was “Rosie’s” time to go. I was reminded of several years ago when I was bunny sitting…and the bunny didn’t make it either. You may not want to trust our family with your pets. Just saying.
7. Asa lost his last baby tooth last night. His very last one. I’ve got to stop being in denial about my kids getting older.
8. As I do every July…I’m starting to get REALLY excited about the upcoming school year. We always start in early August…and I’m excited to share more about our schedule and some of the things we do in our home school. You should see my awesome list of books that I want to order! Ooh, I’m getting so excited!!!
9. I’ve heard from several of you that you’re anxious to hear more in my Getting Real With Food series! I’m anxious to share too, now that I’m feeling better. Sorry I haven’t posted any of those for a while. Really and truly, I’ll get back with it next week. What I LOVE is hearing how many of you are working to eat healthier!!! That makes me so excited!
10. I’m baking today for the farmer’s market. I’m writing this as my pretzel dough is rising. My house is about to begin smelling really, really yummy.
11. I had a typo when I first wrote number 10 and wrote “My house is about to begin spelling really, really yummy.” I never knew I had such a smart house.
Okay, enough randomness….I’ve got to go get back to work in the kitchen. And, I do believe that I’ll call the vacuum place to see if my vacuum is almost ready to be picked up.
What are you up to today? Hope you have a great one!
Well, you all know my Fourth of July plans….
Now I want to know yours!!
I LOVE hearing what people are doing for special occasions!
Tell me your plans! What will you be eating? Who will you be with? Will you be travelling? Do you have guests coming over? Will you watch fireworks? Do you light them yourself? Which ones are your favorite?
(Boy, I’m nosey.)
What will you be wearing? What will you do if it rains? Do you think there will be lots of mosquitoes out that night? Will you be…..
We’re right in the middle of a family reunion this weekend…and it’s been full of fun, good food and lots of laughing and reminiscing. I’ve decided that having these extra times to be with family is definitely one of the best parts of summer.
Of course, I also love gardening and enjoying the sunshine during the summertime.
My question for you today then is this:
What do YOU love about summer time?!
Next weekend, we’re having a family reunion with my mom’s side of the family! I’m super excited. It’s always wonderful to get together with aunts and uncles and cousins.
My mom was one of five kids. All four remaining siblings live in four different states. They always have. (Wasn’t very thoughtful of them, was it?) And now that there are many of us cousins all grown and married…we’re all scattered around even more.
So, to have a reunion…the gathering place must be somewhat central and accessible for many to travel.
We usually have to make quite a road trip to make it to these reunions. I find it exhausting, but worth it, of course.
But guess what? This year…the reunion is being held right here in my very Nebraska town! I am so happy about this!
I would one hundred times rather plan and organize the entire reunion, cook the food to feed all of the families for several days in a row, and clean up the mess after everyone leaves…rather than pack up our van and drive with four kids for twelve hours and have all of the work there done for me. That’s just me. I am not a big fan of traveling. Never have been.
So…the beginning of next week will be full of cooking and freezing and further organization of said reunion…and I couldn’t be happier.
What would YOU rather do? Organize and host a reunion/event…or travel to one?
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