Leslie-isms

Just thinking about all of the cute things that Leslie used to say:

I'm gonna love you up!

soft room (living room, because it was carpeted)

last day (for yesterday)

hippty-ho padia!  (no idea what this meant)

digga digga digga (when she was mad)

momma comin' (expressed in a somewhat worried tone - wondering when I would return)

what, what are you, what? (when Bret would pretend to be a monster, animal, etc.)

She started a new blog last night.  I am always amazed at the cool things that she comes up with. Very proud of my girl.

my never ending quest to be the biggest dork

Okay, so . . . I just received 2 new dvd's in the mail this weekend:  Tracey Anderson's dance cardio workout and a drum circle dvd.  I am determined to master both although if you happen to be peeking in my window while I engage in either activity it is highly likely that you will laugh your head off.  Tracey Anderson promises that if I do her routine 4 to 6 times a week I will have the cutest, smallest arms ever.  I really, really, really want those cute little arms.  Really.  The only problem with this is that I am really, really, really bad at following any sort of dance, aerobic, exercise routine.  So, wish me luck.  Now the drum circle.  I love this hippie kind of stuff.  This is going to be my new relaxing soothing feel good thing.  And the cool thing is:  I'm not the only one that looks like a dork.  Every single person in this dvd looks like a dork, too.  Yeah!!!  

a little shout out to my little brother :) & why i blog

My brother read my blog & sent me a sweet e-mail.  This blog is always bringing me nice little surprises.

Leslie and I were having a talk about why we (and others) blog.  We decided that maybe it's because everyone is looking for a little validation.  " I'm not alone in this.  There are others like me out there."  I don't know.  For some reason it seems easier to put yourself out there in this cyber world.  And I much prefer the blogging thing to Face Book.  I don't get that whole writing on the wall thing.  Or the posting what you're doing thing on Twitter. 

Last, but not least, I am totally loving Gwynth Paltrow's blog, Goop.  If you haven't been to it, go!

happy list

happy list for saturday, april 18:

happy that i didn't ditch my sweet little blog when i had the urge last week

happy that today i don't have any plans at all

happy that i am learning how to use my new mac and loving how easy it is to make documents for work

happy that i am listening to okkervil river right now

happy that the laundry is pretty much done so i don't have to deal with that today

happy that it is sunny and breezy and my window is open!

just happy

frenemies or "pitiful talk"

Jen was excited by this week's newsletter at Goop so of course I had to pull it up.  And yes, Jen, I totally agree.  But you know you weren't gossiping when you shared info about the health department.  Even if the info was misinformation, you were just sharing misinformation.  Nothing you said could hurt someone's feelings.  Well, maybe it hurt the apples feelings because they won't be included in our snack menu if we have to go pre-packaged.  Okay, you know what I mean.  This reminded me that when Leslie was about 3 she overheard my mom talking on the phone and apparently Leslie felt she was gossiping because when my mom got off the phone Leslie said, "Grandma, that was pitiful talk."  Oh, my little precocious child.  From then on my family has used the term pitiful talk.  At school, I always try to remind the kids that if they say something nice it makes them feel nice inside.  I guess we need to remember this, too.  

Okay, sorry this wasn't much of a blog.  Really more of an e-mail to Jen.  Sorry I'm too lazy to retype it as an email.  That's a lot of sorry, huh?

happy easter

Okay, yes I know my playlist is empty.  My computer got a virus that has been driving us crazy and I am pretty sure it was from downloading the Killers song.  So . . . long story short - we have new Macbooks and I don't want anymore problems!  It will probably be a little time before I can actually post photos as I am really slow with any technology.  Sad, but true.  Right now I am struggling with trying to get my ipod to sync.  I have 1100 songs but only 200 will sync (only the ones I purchased at I-tunes).  Any ideas?  Next up is transferring all of my teaching files.  This should be fun.  My answer was to hire Geek Squad but Bret has other ideas.  Ideas I don't like much (which require lots of time and lots of yelling!).  Ah well.  

Hope everyone has a blessed Easter.  (Leslie already found her basket tonight!)  

some insane morning rambling

I saw Sunshine Cleaning with Jen last night. A really good movie. Not at all what I expected. On the surface it's the story of two sisters that start a business cleaning up crime scenes. But it's about family relationships, and love, and loss. At one point in the movie the main character goes to a baby shower with a bunch of old friends from high school instead of helping her sister with a job. She just wants to show these people (who really mean nothing to her) that she is more than a maid. That she has made something of her life. And while she is doing something that she ultimately realizes doesn't matter, her sister screws up. And so that leads me to - how much of the time am I chasing a compliment from someone that ultimately doesn't matter in the big picture instead of nurturing and caring for the relationships with people that are always with me no matter what?

Somehow this led to Jen and I discussing being or feeling "grown up" on the drive home. I said that I didn't really feel like a grown up until a few years ago. But do I honestly feel grown up now? I don't know. I do grown up things. I go to work. I pay bills. I try to be a responsible parent. But ee cummings said: It takes courage to grow up and become who you really are. Am I true to my authentic self? Or do I sell out in order to get a compliment or look good in the eyes of people that don't matter in my big picture? Hmmm. . .