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I have great plans for handiness and craftiness today.

Handiness:

  • The hot water handle is leaking in our shower. After some judicious time with Google, I believe this is something I can fix. (One of my mottoes in life is, “How hard can it be?!”) I went to Home Depot to get what I needed and talked to Joe in the Plumbing Dept who was remarkably helpful. I was trying to figure out which size valve wrench I needed (see how I sound like I know what I’m doing?) and he recommended I get the set that has all sizes in it. It was $23 and I objected to that since I only needed one. Much to my surprise he told me to just save my receipt and “rent” it for $23. Huh? When I asked if he was really telling me to do that, he asked me how my portfolio did last year. I snorted (or something equally ladylike) and he said yes. So I did.
  • The light is out over my stove. It’s part of the microwave that is over the stove, so hopefully that will be an easy fix.

Craftiness

  • I have needed some flour canisters for a while and although I looked at these, I balked at $16.95 and besides – they just look so…. food service. Then yesterday at Walmart I found some glass canisters with screw on metal lids for $5 each. I’m going to fancy them up and put them into service!
  • I found some four inch square picture frames at the Target Dollar Spot  a while ago. They were three to a package so I bought 3, for a total of nine frames. They are plain pine so I am going to fancy them up and put them into service today too!

So – now I’m off to play. If I don’t flood the house or short out the electricity, I will report back on my progress!

Toys don’t last long with her. She butchers them. She systematically pulls the eye balls out, then rips a seam open, then pulls all the stuffing out.

Hetty the Hedgehog IV

We had a guest come over and call her “Killer.” Little does he know…

Sadie and her giraffe - whom she is systematically dismembering

We’ve discovered a chink in her armor, though. Snow. Not wild about it, especially today when it’s up past her belly. She keeps trying to figure out how to keep all four feet up at once. Nothing like some tough weather to show your true character.

It was a cold weekend here, and while I don’t mind winter, I’m looking forward to Spring. This is the first time in years that I have had a place to garden to my heart’s content and I’m eager. I ordered a pile of gardening catalogs and can’t think of a better way to spend a cold evening than to flip through catalogs and dream.

Until I can actually get my fingers in the dirt outside, I decided to play in the dirt inside this weekend. Well, not dirt exactly, but stay with me. I had several boxes of flower bulbs that I got for a dollar a box because they were damaged cartons. So I gathered up the clear vases I had and decided to force some bulbs inside, just to keep the dream of Spring alive.

Forcing bulbs for Spring

I took the kids on a field trip to the local park where we collected rocks to fill the vases. (Nevermind it was about 20 degrees on Saturday. We had tissues for the cold runny noses.)

Why, yes, we are cold!

We took the rocks home and filled the vases halfway, then arranged the bulbs and added more rocks. I had enough bulbs that I turned my fruit bowl into a bulb bowl and used the compressed soil that comes with the bulbs to fill that up too. A little warm water and a sunny window, and hopefully we’ll be enjoying fresh flowers in a few weeks!

Bowl of amaryllis and paperwhite

The very favorite day of our week is Friday, because that is Beloved’s day off. I plan our school week and all my other work around Friday so that we can just revel in uninterrupted time with Daddy. It starts with the kids piling into bed with us as soon as they wake up, until someone starts crying from an elbow in the nose. We almost always do a big breakfast together and then do the minimum for schoolwork.

Making waffles

And then we play. We go to the zoo or go bowling. We hit baseballs and tromp through the park. We eat Taco Bell for lunch and Daddy doesn’t answer his phone. We cook together and take naps. We spend the entire day reveling in each other’s company and laughing.

We love Fridays. Daddy’s home!

I am not a competitive person. My Beloved doesn’t even like to play on my team when we do team board games like Trivial Pursuit or Password, because I frequently give clues to the opposing team. This drives him bonkers because it’s totally outside of his little world view where you.must.win.

That said, I have discovered one tiny streak of competitiveness in me. It’s over solitaire scores, so it’s just against myself (or my laptop, depending on how you want to look at it). I have Windows Vista and the solitaire game that came preinstalled has very pretty cards, so I have played it more on this computer than any other that I’ve had. (Call me shallow, but I’m a visual person and the aesthetic appeals to me.)

solitaire

Anyway, my win/loss record and percentage appears after each game. To date I have played 281 games and won 98, for a win percentage of 34%. Don’t choke – this is over months of a few games here and there.

It’s not until recently that I have paid attention to my win percentage and been trying to bump it up higher. In the past I’d turn off the scorekeeper and restart a game anytime I got stuck, but now I’m watching that percentage! I just can’t get the percentage over 35%. I even wondered out loud one evening if the game was adaptive and getting harder the longer I played, to which my Beloved snorted and replied that I’d watched too many Stargate episodes.

So I guess I do have a corner of my mind that is competitive. It’s funny to learn things about yourself that you didn’t expect to find. And now, I’m off to play solitaire. I think if I win just a few more games in a row I might bump my win percentage up another point.

This being my official one-hundredth post, I am doing a twist on the blogging tradition of telling you 100 things about me. I just don’t think there are really 100 interesting things about me and I’m too busy/lazy to rack my brains and come up with 100 things that I’m willing to confess to the world in general.

Instead I’m taking a shortcut and lifting an idea from One Thing (great blog, by the way). I figure this tells you almost 100 things about me, but requires little thought. Good deal.

So I have bold faced the things I have done and left the rest normal.

1. Started your own blog

2. Slept under the stars

3. Played in a band (I’m counting fourth grade flute concert as a yes.)

4. Visited Hawaii

5. Watched a meteor shower

6. Given more than you can afford to charity (not sure this is a valid question, considering It’s All God’s, but anyway…)

7. Been to Disneyland/world

8. Climbed a mountain

9. Held a praying mantis

10. Sang a solo

11. Bungee jumped

12. Visited Paris

13. Watched a lightning storm at sea

14. Taught yourself an art from scratch

15. Adopted a child

16. Had food poisoning (Not the sickest I’ve ever been though. That honor goes to my entire pregnancy with Princepesa. I shudder to think of it even still.)

17. Walked to the top of the Statue of Liberty

18. Grown your own vegetables

19. Seen the Mona Lisa in France

20. Slept on an overnight train

21. Had a pillow fight

22. Hitch hiked

23. Taken a sick day when you’re not ill (Ahem. I know, just being real here. Call it a Mental Health Day.)

24. Built a snow fort

25. Held a lamb

26. Gone skinny dipping

27. Run a marathon

28. Ridden in a gondola in Venice

29. Seen a total eclipse (Feb 1979 in Idaho; age 6 – scared the chicken livers out of me)

30. Watched a sunrise or sunset

31. Hit a home run (snort. as if.)

32. Been on a cruise

33. Seen Niagara Falls in person

34. Visited the birthplace of your ancestors

35. Seen an Amish community

36. Taught yourself a new language

37. Had enough money to be truly satisfied

38. Seen the Leaning Tower of Pisa in person

39. Gone rock climbing

40. Seen Michelangelo’s David

41. Sung karaoke (Another snort. I can’t even sing and clap at the same time, so as un-shy as I am, no way I’m doing this.)

42. Seen Old Faithful geyser erupt

43. Bought a stranger a meal in a restaurant

44. Visited Africa

45. Walked on a beach by moonlight

46. Been transported in an ambulance

47. Had your portrait painted

48. Gone deep sea fishing

49. Seen the Sistine Chapel in person

50. Been to the top of the Eiffel Tower in Paris (I looked up from the bottom; couldn’t bring myself to pay the cost to go up. Wish I had now.)

51. Gone scuba diving or snorkeling

52. Kissed in the rain

53. Played in the mud

54. Gone to a drive-in theater

55. Been in a movie

56. Visited the Great Wall of China

57. Started a business

58. Taken a martial arts class

59. Visited Russia

60. Served at a soup kitchen

61. Sold Girl Scout Cookies

62. Gone whale watching

63. Gotten flowers for no reason

64. Donated blood, platelets, or plasma (Beloved did this several times in college for grocery money. I couldn’t because I didn’t weigh enough. Good grief.)

65. Gone sky diving

66. Visited a Nazi Concentration Camp

67. Bounced a check (Another ahem. We had some really poor student days. See #64)

68. Flown in a helicopter

69. Saved a favorite childhood toy

70. Visited the Lincoln Memorial

71. Eaten caviar

72. Pieced a quilt

73. Stood in Times Square

74. Toured the Everglades

75. Been fired from a job

76. Seen the Changing of the Guards in London

77. Broken a bone (pinky toe – not a big cast, but it sure did hurt)

78. Been on a speeding motorcycle 🙂

79. Seen the Grand Canyon in person

80. Published a book

81. Visited the Vatican

82. Bought a brand new car

83. Walked in Jerusalem

84. Had your picture in the newspaper

85. Read the entire Bible

86. Visited the White House

87. Killed and prepared an animal for eating (Yoiks. Not a farm girl here.)

88. Had chickenpox

89. Saved someone’s life

90. Sat on a jury (Now that I think about it, I don’t think I’ve ever even been called for jury duty.)

91. Met someone famous (I once saw Robin Williams in an airport wearing sweats. Does that count?)

92. Joined a book club

93. Lost a loved one

94. Had a baby

95. Seen the Alamo in person

96. Swam in the Great Salt Lake

97. Been involved in a lawsuit

98. Owned a cell phone

99. Been stung by a bee

So there you go. If you made it to the bottom of this ridiculous list, you know 99 things I have or have not done. Don’t you feel like you know me better?

I’m making a list of the things they don’t tell you when you are shocked to deliver a male child. I already have list items like these:

  • They smell much earlier than you would ever dream. Sweaty heads and stinky feet. I’m serious.
  • Bodily noises are funny without anyone telling them they are funny.
  • Don’t expect a real kiss (one not involving a head butt, I mean) anytime after they turn three. Unless you bribe them.

Today I’m adding a new one. Viking got presents for his fourth birthday and included were two boxes of K’nex. We love toys like this – requiring creativity and problem solving and all kinds of options for different masterpieces. It’s inspired a new list item however.

  • It apparently requires an engineering degree or a four year old brain (are these really interchangeable?!) to build anything shown on the box of a cool construction toy.

Boy Toys

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