Friday, November 14, 2008

My Blogroll

Okay, so I think I've solved my blogroll problem. Instead of having them listed in a long line in my margin, I will set this post up as a link. I will also update it occassionally to include new blogs that I'm checking out. (Many thanks to Life in the Parsonage which is where I got this idea!) Oh, and sorry for the line spacing issues--I just don't have to time to fix it today.

Amazing Time Management Secrets

Bullhorn (my husband)

Cup O' Joe with Bill

A Day in the Life...of Me

A Day in the Life of the Bowers

Growing the Garden

Tuesday, November 11, 2008

popcorn and Braveheart

We got a big screen TV last week. It's a long story so I won't go into it, but it was a gift (yes, there is no way we would spend my husband's pastor's salary on a big screen) and we are really, really enjoying it. We also got speakers for the surround sound that was wired in our living room when we bought the house last year. Every night we decide which movie will look cooler on the large screen and if there would be cool sounds that could sneak up on us from the back speakers. The last two nights it was Braveheart--not that I really wanted to see the battle scenes like I was there, but the music was pretty awesome. Joe was skyping with his sister after the kids went to bed, so I decided I would be in charge of snacks so I popped us some popcorn and settled in front of the fireplace to finish the movie. We did and went to bed around 10pm. Now popcorn makes me dream. So last night I dreamed all night about an attack hamster. Evidently it was mad at me for stepping on it. This is why I should never check on Fluffy after tucking in the girls, eat popcorn and watch Braveheart on the same night.

always looking for an adventure

(Evidently Nathan learned about Noah and the rainbow in MOPS yesterday)

Nathan: Mom, can we find a rainbow someday?
Mom: Yes, I'm sure we can do that Nathan.
Nathan: Good--because I would really like to slide down one

my passive aggressive one

I was putting braids in Sara's hair yesterday. We don't do it too often, but occassionally she gets on a kick where she wants them braided. That was yesterday morning and we had about 5 minutes to get the job done. Usually I only have about 3 minutes so I was feeling pretty good--definitely had time for "do-overs" if needed. About halfway through the first braid we had the following conversation:

Sara: Ow!
me: Sorry!
Sara: Mom, how did you learn how to do braids.
me: Well, my mom showed me and then I practiced
Sara: Did you practice on your Barbie? Ow!
me: yes, actually I did
Sara: Well, it's a good thing that you practiced on a Barbie
me: Why is that?
Sara: Because it wasn't a human that you could hurt!

Gee, do you think she was trying to tell me something?