February 5, 2009
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We have some big doin’s about to happen around here.
Effective today this blog is now defunct. I will be blogging at www.bread-of-angels.com. Still have some tweaking to do over there, but let me know what you think.
Please update your bookmarks, your feed readers, or however you find me. Don’t want to miss any blathering or yet more pictures of my kids, right?
February 3, 2009
You may have noticed an abrupt change in my blogging rhythm. That’s because I have had the stomach flu; Principesa has it too. It’s the kind where everything you’ve eaten for days is forcefully expelled via the nearest exit. I think this is the most I’ve thrown up since I was pregnant with Princepesa. (Too much information? Sorry.)
So anyway today is the day I know we’re not going to die, but now I’m going back to bed.
January 30, 2009
We just had some generous grandparents in our congregation pick up both kids for a sleepover with their granchildren. We get a date night! (Or we will as soon as my Beloved quits frantically typing some notes on Board agendas…)
The problem is that Viking is going to tell them everything he knows. No secrets with him. I’m trying not to worry about what he’ll say.
January 29, 2009
Can I just say that I love online billpay? The fact that I can sit down with a pile of bills and in ten minutes, click, click, click, I have paid all the bills for the month – well, that’s just one of the great developments of our time. No licking nasty envelopes. No looking for stamps. No late payments. If only there was a click, click, click way to do taxes.
So, I’m done with that chore. And now I’m off to build a model of a ziggurat with my kids.
(By the way, if you haven’t heard of Financial Peace University, and you could use a little financial peace right about now, you should look into it. It’s a fabulous program and well worth the time and money to do it.)
January 27, 2009
Get him a 10 oz hammer, some scrap wood, and a little box of nails.
Viking’s talking to himself in this picture, giving instructions and reminding himself not to smash his finger. LOL
You can see how prolific he’s been here:
He told me if I’d buy him an axe that he would cut down a tree and cut up some more firewood for us.
I think we’ll wait a while on that one.