It's Sunday again. The 3 day Memorial Day weekend enabled me to get caught up domestically last week and I was able to get something unheard of this week: free time.
I spent it wisely doing the following:
Sat outside in the sun for 1 hour each of the last 2 days.
Read a book.
Listened to Friday Night Live with Monty and hung in the chatroom.
Went out with friends for dinner.
I, perhaps unwisely, didn't do much office work this weekend, but my level of burnout is such that I am on a daily countdown to my vacation home to see the family. I still have time to do something to make tomorrow less painful, but if you are a betting person, I'd bet on taking the boy out for one last walk in the gorgeous weather when he returns from his Dad's.
Sunday, June 1, 2008
Saturday, May 31, 2008
New Haircut
Yeah, MIA again. It's been nice out and I like outside. I had a fantastic baseball weekend with friends. My team (MN Twins) was in town playing the Rockies and we went to all three games. The boy came on Sunday and had a blast as well.
I also had my hair chopped off. Here's a look:
That's it for now...just chugging along trying to keep up and get a little sunshine.
I also had my hair chopped off. Here's a look:
That's it for now...just chugging along trying to keep up and get a little sunshine.
Sunday, April 27, 2008
Shame
Today is April 27th. My last blog post was in February. Holy Crap, what happened? I had a birthday, a first trip to Vegas, endless hours of working, a trip to playoff hockey, and ....well, the working is what kept me away, but there was plenty happening.
I'm making this post out of shame. I clearly need to come back and bring the life up to date.
I'm making this post out of shame. I clearly need to come back and bring the life up to date.
Saturday, February 16, 2008
Bagel Making Day!
I had promised myself that this weekend would contain some fun stuff for the boy and me because we have just been crazy busy lately. I've been putting off trying Nic and V's bagel making extravaganza because I knew my son would like it, so that's what we did today.
The flour prevented any picture taking of the kneading, but trust me, my son was really into it. He did about 1/2 of the required 10 minutes of kneading. He also made the little balls of dough for rising.
Once it was time to roll things out, he was a little worried about his not working so he handed it over to me and did all the arranging. After a long long long (is time yet? is time yet?) 40 minutes, we were ready to boil the bagels.
The boy did the sesame dipping and we were ready to bake.
And here we are...all done. They tasted great!
The flour prevented any picture taking of the kneading, but trust me, my son was really into it. He did about 1/2 of the required 10 minutes of kneading. He also made the little balls of dough for rising.
Once it was time to roll things out, he was a little worried about his not working so he handed it over to me and did all the arranging. After a long long long (is time yet? is time yet?) 40 minutes, we were ready to boil the bagels.
The boy did the sesame dipping and we were ready to bake.
And here we are...all done. They tasted great!
Saturday, February 9, 2008
Hi! I'm not dead (though the illness that went through our office like wildfire made many people wonder about survival), but I have been busy. My family came a visit--love you Mom and Dad. We spent a weekend hanging out in Vail (Yay, gondola. Yay skiing. Yay beautiful mountains) having a great time with S's other Grandparents as well. So, I haven't been around to blog about the craziness that life has been. We've been working hard. We've been playing hard. Now we are planning to have a little break to enjoy the little adventures before we try for the bigger ones again in March/April.
Sunday, January 13, 2008
Randomness
Well, here I am again, this time practicing work avoidance. It's Sunday after all, I should be enjoying a nice relaxing day off, but alas, not this weekend. That said, I am not here to talk about work; I am here to ramble.
This morning at 8:15am, I took the dog out for a walk. I decided to see if I could find the rental that fell through prior to settling on the place we are in now. I did. I am infinitely glad I ended up where I am. The house itself is fine, but the houses nearby had a myriad of cars, ATVs, Truck Campers, barking dogs, etc. I ended up with at least 1 great neighbor and respectful quiet neighbors on the other sides.
This is Rosa:
My parents are coming for a visit next week. First time in 3 years. For anyone that knows me really well, you will understand just how bizarre the plan to take them to the CO Stock Show is. You see, I pretty much despise rodeo from a previous stint as an English Comp I teacher at a Jr. College in a rodeo obsessed part of the middle of nowhere. There is nothing like reading 10 or 12 rodeo papers for every assignment. I was so sick of rodeo, I nearly banned it as a topic.
Thus we return to the oddity of me taking my parents to the Stock Show next week. But, I grew up on a farm. My parents will like it. My son will like it. I will probably like it--if I don't have to see or hear anything about bull-riding. Yeee Haw.
I really do live in the Great West. In CA, we were not steeped in the "Old West" tradition. Gold Rush maybe, but no one much was into the Wild Bills and Ranching.
The other day in the car my son asked me if I had ever seen a real canon. And also, could he shoot one. This triggered a memory of Birch Coulee from my childhood. The battle occurred in 1862 (my memory is not quite this awesome--I had to go look up the year) during the Dakota War and I did a book report on it in 4th grade. It is listed as a MN historical site and I remember specifically seeing a canon as well as bows and arrowheads when we visited 25 years ago. It remains a field trip for many elementary age students still back home. I think when we make our summer trip back home we'll be doing a camping trip there to go hike that old waterfall and so my son can have his "field trip" to Birch Coulee, like all good Western MN children do. There are some traditions worth passing on.
Last night I finished The Five People You Meet in Heaven by Mitch Albom. It was a fast good read. If I could pick what heaven would be like, this way wouldn't be half bad. Sadly, it was my first book of the year. I want to read more this year. I miss reading.
Speaking of reading, my son is starting to learn. He can sound out small words and is practicing writing. He loves books and stories and I am pretty excited that he is learning so he can try himself. I know he is going to love it. That day when we both have reading time before bed is going to be great.
Time to end this procrastination effort and kick myself in gear. Unfortunately for me that work is not going to do itself, nor will it go away if I neglect it.
This morning at 8:15am, I took the dog out for a walk. I decided to see if I could find the rental that fell through prior to settling on the place we are in now. I did. I am infinitely glad I ended up where I am. The house itself is fine, but the houses nearby had a myriad of cars, ATVs, Truck Campers, barking dogs, etc. I ended up with at least 1 great neighbor and respectful quiet neighbors on the other sides.
This is Rosa:
My parents are coming for a visit next week. First time in 3 years. For anyone that knows me really well, you will understand just how bizarre the plan to take them to the CO Stock Show is. You see, I pretty much despise rodeo from a previous stint as an English Comp I teacher at a Jr. College in a rodeo obsessed part of the middle of nowhere. There is nothing like reading 10 or 12 rodeo papers for every assignment. I was so sick of rodeo, I nearly banned it as a topic.
Thus we return to the oddity of me taking my parents to the Stock Show next week. But, I grew up on a farm. My parents will like it. My son will like it. I will probably like it--if I don't have to see or hear anything about bull-riding. Yeee Haw.
I really do live in the Great West. In CA, we were not steeped in the "Old West" tradition. Gold Rush maybe, but no one much was into the Wild Bills and Ranching.
The other day in the car my son asked me if I had ever seen a real canon. And also, could he shoot one. This triggered a memory of Birch Coulee from my childhood. The battle occurred in 1862 (my memory is not quite this awesome--I had to go look up the year) during the Dakota War and I did a book report on it in 4th grade. It is listed as a MN historical site and I remember specifically seeing a canon as well as bows and arrowheads when we visited 25 years ago. It remains a field trip for many elementary age students still back home. I think when we make our summer trip back home we'll be doing a camping trip there to go hike that old waterfall and so my son can have his "field trip" to Birch Coulee, like all good Western MN children do. There are some traditions worth passing on.
Last night I finished The Five People You Meet in Heaven by Mitch Albom. It was a fast good read. If I could pick what heaven would be like, this way wouldn't be half bad. Sadly, it was my first book of the year. I want to read more this year. I miss reading.
Speaking of reading, my son is starting to learn. He can sound out small words and is practicing writing. He loves books and stories and I am pretty excited that he is learning so he can try himself. I know he is going to love it. That day when we both have reading time before bed is going to be great.
Time to end this procrastination effort and kick myself in gear. Unfortunately for me that work is not going to do itself, nor will it go away if I neglect it.
Sunday, January 6, 2008
Happy New Year from the Frog Family. Don't have much time to blahg tonight, but wanted to post a couple of pictures from the holidays. Sullivan and I had a bunch of fun hanging out together. Sort of a mini pictoral of our daily life. lol
We always do self portraits around the holidays. His self-portrait didn't turn out so well, but mine is ok if you ignore the crazed look in my eyes.
And the last one, well, there is a boy in there somewhere.....sleeping. rofl
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