Major pet peeve.

People who relentlessly bug you to do something- then 3 weeks later tell you they changed their mind. Worse is when it was a favor- and you have been following up on it for 3 weeks. I guess- as the saying goes- "Can't fix Dumb!"

National Toasted Marshmallow Day

Yes folks- that is today! Do you burn your's black or toast them brown? Any funny marshmallow related stories? Do you have a weird fear of the Stay-Puft Marshmallow Man?? Oh- I know that I have gone beyond toasted marshmallows... but I think in fairness we can cover all of marshmallow-dom to day. This all started because K-Love brought it up this morning. A cub scout went on a camping trip, and his mom (single) went with him. She was the only mom there, and the youngster was not to please about this. That night while toasting marshmallows one of the kids started waving a flaming marshmallow around. It flew off the stick and it the mom *splat* square in the forehead. The marshmallow stuck fast- flames and all...needless to say the mom was an instant celebrity. The scouts had to give her first aid and she became the topic of conversation from that point on. Go marshmallows!

Observations from a bus stop...

I left a little later than usual today- and happend to see the kids that wait for the bus at the enterance to our apartment complex. These are older kids...middle school I think. There was 1, yes ONE parent there. We live on a very busy street- sadly I'm guessing it's not that parents can't be there- it's they won't be. I did notice one very wonderful sight though... as the bus pulled up one dad hugged his son good bye... better still- the son initiated the hug!

My day with Z today.

Busy and M went to a birthday party nearly all day. That left Z plenty of time with dad. I was a little disappointed he took an extra long nap- but he made up for it. After a little snack- he wanted to play hide and seek. Well, more like- I tell you where to go then I find you. We played until he got bored- it amazes me how long his attention span can be if he wants to do something. As Z wandered off to play by himself for a bit, I made lasagna for dinner. Z is pretty sure it was pizza, since I got his 'really?!?' face when I told him what it actually was. But- the real reason I posted is I gave Z the chance to say prayers at dinner tonight. He got very excited, then serious- and said, OK dad. (Z talking now). First dad, fold you hands like this, (perfect little hand fold). Then he muttered in his best little voice: "Thank you daddy, thank you water melons, thank you Thomas, thank you dinner- Amen!" When I said water melons? He simply said- yes, water melons. To top it off, at exactly 7:15 he informed me he was tired- and it was bed time. One book, 2 hugs and kisses and he is out like a light!

Why I love Busy :)

Read this post from her blog :D


http://busymommy-justincase.blogspot.com/2007/02/why-i-hate-baking.html

Why guys don't get flirting...

Today Busy and I were lounging on the bed- talking about the day, and work and all. I asked if she was flirting with me. In her best WELL DUH voice- she said.."I WAS wiggling my BIG toe, wasn't I??" Guess that's the 'come hither' move of the 21st century *hugs* Love you Busy!!

12 Rules for Life

1. Never give yourself a haircut after three margaritas.

2. You need only two tools: WD-40 and duct tape. If it doesn't move and it should, use WD-40. If it moves and shouldn't, use the tape.

3. The five most essential words for a healthy, vital relationship are "I apologize" and "you are right."

4. Everyone seems normal until you get to know them.

5. Never pass up an opportunity to pee.

6. If he/she says that you are too good for him/her - believe them.

7. Learn to pick your battles; ask yourself, "Will this matter one year from now? How about one month? One week? One day?"

8. When you make a mistake, make amends immediately. It's easier to eat crow while it's still warm.

9. If you woke up breathing, congratulations! You have another chance!

10. Living well really is the best revenge. Being miserable because of a bad or former relationship just might mean that the other person was right about you.

11. Work is good, but it's not that important. Money is nice, but you can't take it with you. Statistics show most people don't live to spend all they saved; some die even before they retire. Anything we have isn't really ours; It's on loan to us while we're here ...even our kids.

12. And finally...Be really good to your family and/or friends. You never know when you are going to need them to empty your bedpan.

I wonder about Noah...

When it rains here in AZ everything is so terribly dirty. I wonder... as the water receded was Noah confronted with the deposits of dead tree branches and leaves we find here after a hard rain? Now, granted, it was a little wetter in Noah's day... but still. We just have this picture of a green pasture and bouncy animals coming of the ark. I like to think Noah saw something a little less 'pretty' maybe because when I look at our desert landscape after a rain I like to think I catch a small glimpse of what it may have been like.. and even more so feel a peace when I look up to see a rainbow after a storm. Great reminder of God's presence- even when the surrounding world isn't so very neat and pretty.

Regarding M and Z :)

I wrote these as part of something a little less happy... but this was so good I thought I'd post it here :)

M. is an incredible boy- full of life, touched by God with gifts of wisdom beyond anything I’ve seen in a child before. He understands and comprehends things grown ups would never see in million years. His greatest joys are giving and making others happy. He makes gifts for neighbors, writes letters to people, draws for, prays, and asks about people. He is bright as can be at school- loves math, geography and reading. He has his parents’ passion for reading. He is popular because he includes everyone. He considers it a good day if he makes a new friend.

Z is so full of life. He is a daredevil- fearless. He is a child of extremes- either overwhelming joy and laughter, or sobbing when he is sad- he is wonderful. He tells stories to rival the best I’ve heard a child his size make up. He is every bit a flirt, and every bit a boy. He loves Thomas the Tank Engine- and idolizes his big brother. He is smart too… he knows his colors, shapes and can count and knows many letters. He talks to bugs- they are his friends, ants, flies, whatever. He loves to visit the zoo… and loves animals of all types.

Any how... it made me smile to put these here for somebody to actually enjoy :)