Saturday Nate's football team played for the Southern Division championship. The team they were up against had also been undefeated in the regular season, this would not be a cake walk.
It was an incredible game.
The teams were evenly matched. Both teams had one blazingly fast player. Our team had a slight edge in defense, but not by much. The teams remained scoreless for most of the game. There were a few almost touchdowns, two called back because a flag was thrown before hand and one in which the kid almost made it after a huge run only to be tackled a few yards short of the goal line.
With two minutes to go our team scored. As the clock wound down we thought we had the win when suddenly, the other team scored. The game was tied and thus forced an overtime.
Our boys were up first and they were able to make a touchdown and get the extra point. Then it was the other teams turn. They came mighty close, but in the end they just couldn't get through our boys.
It was a real nail biter of a game and our team won. So we have one more week of practice and next Saturady is the big game. Then I can toss those awful white practice pants.
Sunday, November 16, 2008
Friday, November 14, 2008
Well I'm Just Special
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A fun little site.
Interestingly, according to the site there are 18 people with my maiden name. Which I find to be a bit high, but I do have an obscure cousin with the same name. I only found out about her because she and I got married at about the same time and I accidental got one of her wedding presents. Macy's got our registries switched. I figured out it wasn't mine because it was an extremely expensive flatware set that we had not registered for and it was from "Dad." Since my father had passed away long before hand and Larry's dad was giving us something else, I knew it was wrong. It got all straightened out in the end, but it was all very spooky and weird.
Thursday, November 13, 2008
Busted!
As I was driving up to the garage yesterday I got to see the deer in action.
I slowed down to a crawl and then stopped the car so as to watch four does daintily pick their way among the plantings and enjoy the pumpkin buffet I had so thoughtfully laid out.
Luckily I had my camera in the car and I was able to capture one of the does just before she nibbled on a pumpkin. I missed one really great shot of a deer clearly licking a pumpkin as I fumbled with the camera case.
The picture quality isn't that great, but that's what you get when shooting through a grubby windshield.
The second picture came out much better. It is of a doe mucking about in the bushes in front of our house. She really wasn't at all bothered by the car or the sound of the garage door. She looked up when I peeked around the corner to take the picture. I think the only reason she left was because the others had already moved into the woods.
Shortly thereafter I carted all the pumpkins down to the far edge of the woods. The deer can now enjoy their buffet without having to go near the house, not that it stopped them.
This why I call them tall rats. They are cute, but they are pests.
I slowed down to a crawl and then stopped the car so as to watch four does daintily pick their way among the plantings and enjoy the pumpkin buffet I had so thoughtfully laid out.
Luckily I had my camera in the car and I was able to capture one of the does just before she nibbled on a pumpkin. I missed one really great shot of a deer clearly licking a pumpkin as I fumbled with the camera case.
The picture quality isn't that great, but that's what you get when shooting through a grubby windshield.
The second picture came out much better. It is of a doe mucking about in the bushes in front of our house. She really wasn't at all bothered by the car or the sound of the garage door. She looked up when I peeked around the corner to take the picture. I think the only reason she left was because the others had already moved into the woods.
Shortly thereafter I carted all the pumpkins down to the far edge of the woods. The deer can now enjoy their buffet without having to go near the house, not that it stopped them.
This why I call them tall rats. They are cute, but they are pests.
Wednesday, November 12, 2008
Artist of the Week: Sir Knight
This is my blog so every now and then I get to toot my own horn. Everybody that saw Max's costume from the fairytale parade and Halloween were very impressed, therefore I am the artist of the week.
Last week the first grade at our local school had a Fairy Tale Parade. I wrote all about it here. As I mentioned in the post I made Max's costume. My inspiration for the costume was from some tunics whipped up by Jessica's Mom over at Balancing Everything (Warning: Jessica has a tendency to periodically tear down her website, so I don't know how long the link will last. However, she is always worth seeking out for her writing, extremely cute kids and neat crafts.) There is no tutorial, but from the pictures I was able to get a fairly good idea of what I needed to do.
Like any good do-it-yourself project, duct tape was my friend. I did give Max the aluminum foil option, but he wanted the duct tape.
What a guy.
The hardest part of the whole outfit was the helmet. We wanted something that actually covered his head and was not to complicated. While staring at a small Amazon box I got inspired. I carefully pulled the box apart, keeping it all in one piece. I then rolled it up and cut the flaps so that I could staple then together in a conical shape. If you look inside the helmet you can get an idea of what I'm talking about.
I was aiming for something along the lines of a bucket or great helm. I preserved the slit form between the lower flaps and adding an ocular slit perpendicular to the nasal slit. It is not completely accurate (there should be a nasal guard), but the end result is pretty convincing. Especially considering I did it all off the cuff with no help from my friend Google. I didn't find the above link until now. Then the whole thing got wrapped in duct tape, thus strengthening the construction and giving it a nifty metallic look.
The tunic was fairly easy. I hemmed the long sides of the fabric and then cut a slit for Max's head and "hemmed" the slit with a bit of dark blue press-on felt. The shoulder decoration and bottom hem were also made with the press on felt. For those parts I double over the felt and cut out the teeth before sticking the felt on. That gave a bit more body to the felt and it was then stuck to both sides of the fabric. I asked Max what heraldic beast he wanted on the tunic and he picked out a dragon. I did a freehand drawing on a piece of paper and used it as a pattern for cutting the press-on felt.
The sword was a piece of cake after the helmet and all I used was doubled over cardboard, yet more duct tape, glue and tape. Max was very pleased with the end result.
To get a full appreciation of the final result you should really check out the Fairy Tale Parade video I shot. During the first half Max is having a glorious time hacking away as he marchers along. I like the large space his classmates keep around him when they are outside.
Last week the first grade at our local school had a Fairy Tale Parade. I wrote all about it here. As I mentioned in the post I made Max's costume. My inspiration for the costume was from some tunics whipped up by Jessica's Mom over at Balancing Everything (Warning: Jessica has a tendency to periodically tear down her website, so I don't know how long the link will last. However, she is always worth seeking out for her writing, extremely cute kids and neat crafts.) There is no tutorial, but from the pictures I was able to get a fairly good idea of what I needed to do.
Like any good do-it-yourself project, duct tape was my friend. I did give Max the aluminum foil option, but he wanted the duct tape.
What a guy.
The hardest part of the whole outfit was the helmet. We wanted something that actually covered his head and was not to complicated. While staring at a small Amazon box I got inspired. I carefully pulled the box apart, keeping it all in one piece. I then rolled it up and cut the flaps so that I could staple then together in a conical shape. If you look inside the helmet you can get an idea of what I'm talking about.
I was aiming for something along the lines of a bucket or great helm. I preserved the slit form between the lower flaps and adding an ocular slit perpendicular to the nasal slit. It is not completely accurate (there should be a nasal guard), but the end result is pretty convincing. Especially considering I did it all off the cuff with no help from my friend Google. I didn't find the above link until now. Then the whole thing got wrapped in duct tape, thus strengthening the construction and giving it a nifty metallic look.
The tunic was fairly easy. I hemmed the long sides of the fabric and then cut a slit for Max's head and "hemmed" the slit with a bit of dark blue press-on felt. The shoulder decoration and bottom hem were also made with the press on felt. For those parts I double over the felt and cut out the teeth before sticking the felt on. That gave a bit more body to the felt and it was then stuck to both sides of the fabric. I asked Max what heraldic beast he wanted on the tunic and he picked out a dragon. I did a freehand drawing on a piece of paper and used it as a pattern for cutting the press-on felt.
The sword was a piece of cake after the helmet and all I used was doubled over cardboard, yet more duct tape, glue and tape. Max was very pleased with the end result.
To get a full appreciation of the final result you should really check out the Fairy Tale Parade video I shot. During the first half Max is having a glorious time hacking away as he marchers along. I like the large space his classmates keep around him when they are outside.
Tuesday, November 11, 2008
Double Digits
Happy birthday to my middle boy.
Nate turned ten today and he got to enjoy a cup cake for breakfast and open up his presents. We decided he could do it this morning because he has football practice tonight and he would get almost no time to enjoy his gifts if we waited until after practice. As for his official party, it won't be until December. With football playoffs and a silly holiday called Thanksgiving, we're booked until then.
As you can see he is very pleased with the iPod. He has being bugging us for quite some time about getting his own MP3 player. He has quite a collection of tunes on Larry's computer and was severely limited on when he could listen to his music. Now he is free to listen all the time.
Hopefully he won't lose it like his water bottles (I've lost count and now I refuse to get him another. He is stuck with the huge jug that Larry brings to practice for him.) and his coat.
You are such a fun kid to be around, happy birthday Nate.
Nate turned ten today and he got to enjoy a cup cake for breakfast and open up his presents. We decided he could do it this morning because he has football practice tonight and he would get almost no time to enjoy his gifts if we waited until after practice. As for his official party, it won't be until December. With football playoffs and a silly holiday called Thanksgiving, we're booked until then.
As you can see he is very pleased with the iPod. He has being bugging us for quite some time about getting his own MP3 player. He has quite a collection of tunes on Larry's computer and was severely limited on when he could listen to his music. Now he is free to listen all the time.
Hopefully he won't lose it like his water bottles (I've lost count and now I refuse to get him another. He is stuck with the huge jug that Larry brings to practice for him.) and his coat.
You are such a fun kid to be around, happy birthday Nate.
Monday, November 10, 2008
Thank You
I would like to thank all that have served this great nation. Protecting us and helping to preserve the ideals we hold dear.
I'm a bit early, but with my late night posting schedule and plans for tomorrow's post, I thought it was best to do it now.
I'm a bit early, but with my late night posting schedule and plans for tomorrow's post, I thought it was best to do it now.
Sunday, November 09, 2008
Deer Food
This is why I carve our pumpkins at most the day before Halloween.
I noticed on Sunday that Max's sea turtle pumpkin had been munched. This was less than two days after I had carved the pumpkin. Another pumpkin had lost its lid the day before.
At this point I wasn't entirely sure what had nailed the pumpkin. It could be the dogs (unlikely due to the absence of doggy teeth marks and the that the pumpkin was otherwise undisturbed), squirrels or deer. All I could see were little nibble marks in the rind around where the design used to be.
It was an annoying sight, but oddly satisfying. Here was concrete proof that I can not do any early pumpkin carving unless I'm willing to keep the finished pumpkins inside.
A few days later the same pumpkin got dragged off the steps and onto the lawn near the woods. At this point I'm fairly certain that the deer are to blame. Last year I got to see them drag a pumpkin to the very same spot on the lawn. I frequently see them in the woods around there, picking their way through the low scrubby brush.
Tomorrow we'll chuck the pumpkins into the woods. I don't want to wait too much longer, they'll soon start to turn to mush. They are already fairly moldy inside, but they are fun to carve and I'll be doing it again next year.
I noticed on Sunday that Max's sea turtle pumpkin had been munched. This was less than two days after I had carved the pumpkin. Another pumpkin had lost its lid the day before.
At this point I wasn't entirely sure what had nailed the pumpkin. It could be the dogs (unlikely due to the absence of doggy teeth marks and the that the pumpkin was otherwise undisturbed), squirrels or deer. All I could see were little nibble marks in the rind around where the design used to be.
It was an annoying sight, but oddly satisfying. Here was concrete proof that I can not do any early pumpkin carving unless I'm willing to keep the finished pumpkins inside.
A few days later the same pumpkin got dragged off the steps and onto the lawn near the woods. At this point I'm fairly certain that the deer are to blame. Last year I got to see them drag a pumpkin to the very same spot on the lawn. I frequently see them in the woods around there, picking their way through the low scrubby brush.
Tomorrow we'll chuck the pumpkins into the woods. I don't want to wait too much longer, they'll soon start to turn to mush. They are already fairly moldy inside, but they are fun to carve and I'll be doing it again next year.
Friday, November 07, 2008
Thursday, November 06, 2008
Kathy Klimkiewicz
Today I just found out that one of my dachshund friends had passed away.
Kathy and I were not the closest of friends, but I did enjoy her company and I was always happy to take her calls. We were brought together by Dell. She had used him at stud and had kept one of the puppies, a little female called Indigo.
Kathy was very proud of Indigo and rightly so. At a young age Indigo got a Group 1 (AKC has dog breeds categorized into seven groups: hound, herding, sporting, non-sporting, toys, terriers and working. At a dog show after the best of each breed is determined, the winners go back into the ring in their respective groups. The top four dogs are selected with the winner, ie Group 1, going back in for best in show. Hence, a Group 1 is a very big deal.) Indigo had just completed her show championship and had just started in field trials, tracking rabbits, with a first placement. In order for a dog to become a field champion a dachshund must accumulate at least 35 points, with a minimum of three placements including one 1st place. Kathy had high hopes that Indigo would be her first dual champion.
I called my dear friend Dianne when I got the news. I knew she would have the full story and could tell me how I could help. We chatted for a bit and she told me that Indigo needed a home. Indigo's co-ower wasn't interested (she had enough standard smooth females already) and Dianne felt strongly that the dog be field trialed, and I agreed, we both want Kathy's dream to be realized. So a normal pet home was out of the question.
I was tempted, but I can not take on another dog. My hands are too full as is and I wouldn't be able to do the things neccessary for Indigo to earn her dual championship. She is a sweet and happy dog, just like her daddy Dell and her grandsire Crunch. She deserves better than what I can do and Dianne and I will do whatever it takes to make it happen for Indigo and for Kathy.
Kathy and I were not the closest of friends, but I did enjoy her company and I was always happy to take her calls. We were brought together by Dell. She had used him at stud and had kept one of the puppies, a little female called Indigo.
Kathy was very proud of Indigo and rightly so. At a young age Indigo got a Group 1 (AKC has dog breeds categorized into seven groups: hound, herding, sporting, non-sporting, toys, terriers and working. At a dog show after the best of each breed is determined, the winners go back into the ring in their respective groups. The top four dogs are selected with the winner, ie Group 1, going back in for best in show. Hence, a Group 1 is a very big deal.) Indigo had just completed her show championship and had just started in field trials, tracking rabbits, with a first placement. In order for a dog to become a field champion a dachshund must accumulate at least 35 points, with a minimum of three placements including one 1st place. Kathy had high hopes that Indigo would be her first dual champion.
I called my dear friend Dianne when I got the news. I knew she would have the full story and could tell me how I could help. We chatted for a bit and she told me that Indigo needed a home. Indigo's co-ower wasn't interested (she had enough standard smooth females already) and Dianne felt strongly that the dog be field trialed, and I agreed, we both want Kathy's dream to be realized. So a normal pet home was out of the question.
I was tempted, but I can not take on another dog. My hands are too full as is and I wouldn't be able to do the things neccessary for Indigo to earn her dual championship. She is a sweet and happy dog, just like her daddy Dell and her grandsire Crunch. She deserves better than what I can do and Dianne and I will do whatever it takes to make it happen for Indigo and for Kathy.
Wednesday, November 05, 2008
Artist of the Week: Pumpkins
This week's artist is the very silly Jake.
That's the head of the pinata from Max and Rebecca's birthday party. It was dangling for the shelter we suspend it from for the actual pinata bashing. I thought it looked funny and started taking pictures. Jake came over and promptly stuck it on his head, thus inspiring everyone else to try it as well.
Anyway this post is not about how silly Jake can be, but about carving pumpkins.
Every year I get a boat load of pumpkins. I wait until the last minute to buy them, just when the stores start cutting the price. I save money and then I don't have to worry about marauding creatures (deer, dogs, squirrels and heaven knows what else) eating the pumpkins before the big day.
Normally I do all the carving. The kids either draw their desired design on the pumpkin or request something like a bat, spider or even a sea turtle. This year I let Jake carve his own without my direct supervision. All I did was hollow it out and hand him a knife. He had three pumpkins to carve.
He did a great job on two of the pumpkins. One (the lit one pictured here) had a rather happy expression and looked wonderful at nightfall with a candle inside burning brightly. The second one was also terrific all lit up, but during the daylight hours you get a bit more detail.
Jake deliberately carved the pumpkin on it's dirty side. He thought it would look far more interesting than if he used the "pretty" side.
And he was right.
I've always been a big fan of lumpy bumpy pumpkins and I'm so pleased that Jake has picked up on the joys of the off kilter carving. His pumpkin is far better for being carved on the dirty side.
As for his third, well he was tired of carving and requested that I make a wolf. If you click on the pumpkin pictures you can reach the two sets, lit and unlit, of all the pumpkins we carved this year.
That's the head of the pinata from Max and Rebecca's birthday party. It was dangling for the shelter we suspend it from for the actual pinata bashing. I thought it looked funny and started taking pictures. Jake came over and promptly stuck it on his head, thus inspiring everyone else to try it as well.
Anyway this post is not about how silly Jake can be, but about carving pumpkins.
Every year I get a boat load of pumpkins. I wait until the last minute to buy them, just when the stores start cutting the price. I save money and then I don't have to worry about marauding creatures (deer, dogs, squirrels and heaven knows what else) eating the pumpkins before the big day.
Normally I do all the carving. The kids either draw their desired design on the pumpkin or request something like a bat, spider or even a sea turtle. This year I let Jake carve his own without my direct supervision. All I did was hollow it out and hand him a knife. He had three pumpkins to carve.
He did a great job on two of the pumpkins. One (the lit one pictured here) had a rather happy expression and looked wonderful at nightfall with a candle inside burning brightly. The second one was also terrific all lit up, but during the daylight hours you get a bit more detail.
Jake deliberately carved the pumpkin on it's dirty side. He thought it would look far more interesting than if he used the "pretty" side.
And he was right.
I've always been a big fan of lumpy bumpy pumpkins and I'm so pleased that Jake has picked up on the joys of the off kilter carving. His pumpkin is far better for being carved on the dirty side.
As for his third, well he was tired of carving and requested that I make a wolf. If you click on the pumpkin pictures you can reach the two sets, lit and unlit, of all the pumpkins we carved this year.
Tuesday, November 04, 2008
I Voted
For doughnuts!
I did my civic duty today and schlepped out in the rain to cast my vote.
The actual vote casting was a breeze. I had at most a thirty second wait for the gentleman in front of me to get his ballot before I could get mine and step up to the carrel. Then I walked across the room, fed my ballot into the scantron and got to see the counter roll over to 1273. I was in at 9:35 am and out by 9:40 am.
Then we were off to get Jake, Nate and Rebecca FluMisted (Max will get the shot later, FluMist is not reccommended for CF patents).As a treat we stopped at Meryl's for lunch and then went on up to Krispy Kreme to claim my free voter doughnut.
Interestingly it was a bigger hassle to get the doughnut than to actually vote. The parking lot was jammed and the line was long, but I was not to be denied my doughnut reward.
Of course I had to pick up a dozen for my not yet voting brood.
I did my civic duty today and schlepped out in the rain to cast my vote.
The actual vote casting was a breeze. I had at most a thirty second wait for the gentleman in front of me to get his ballot before I could get mine and step up to the carrel. Then I walked across the room, fed my ballot into the scantron and got to see the counter roll over to 1273. I was in at 9:35 am and out by 9:40 am.
Then we were off to get Jake, Nate and Rebecca FluMisted (Max will get the shot later, FluMist is not reccommended for CF patents).As a treat we stopped at Meryl's for lunch and then went on up to Krispy Kreme to claim my free voter doughnut.
Interestingly it was a bigger hassle to get the doughnut than to actually vote. The parking lot was jammed and the line was long, but I was not to be denied my doughnut reward.
Of course I had to pick up a dozen for my not yet voting brood.
Monday, November 03, 2008
Weezie's Kitchen Rocks
This weekend Larry and I decided to give the whole brunch thing during Hebrew school another go after the Can Can mistake.
After brunch last weekend we strolled up and down Cary Street checking out the sights, as we drew closer to the car the delightful aroma of hash browns filled the air. We knew it couldn't be from the place we just dined at, so we looked around for the source of the potato goodness. And right across the street we found Weezie's Kitchen.
We didn't go in, but decided to keep it in mind for a future brunch.
Yesterday we pulled up in front and gave Weezie's a try. It is a tiny, tiny little place that has a bright, cheerful and very clean interior. They had a party coming in so we couldn't get a table for a bit, so instead we opted for the bar/counter.
The menu at Weezie's is not huge, but it does offer a good range. I went for the biscuits with sausage gravey and Larry got the chicken fried steak (which I seriously considered). Both dishes were excellent and came with some mighty tasty home fries.
We happily clered our plates and declared Weeezie's the place to go and far better than the fancy-pants place across the street.
After brunch last weekend we strolled up and down Cary Street checking out the sights, as we drew closer to the car the delightful aroma of hash browns filled the air. We knew it couldn't be from the place we just dined at, so we looked around for the source of the potato goodness. And right across the street we found Weezie's Kitchen.
We didn't go in, but decided to keep it in mind for a future brunch.
Yesterday we pulled up in front and gave Weezie's a try. It is a tiny, tiny little place that has a bright, cheerful and very clean interior. They had a party coming in so we couldn't get a table for a bit, so instead we opted for the bar/counter.
The menu at Weezie's is not huge, but it does offer a good range. I went for the biscuits with sausage gravey and Larry got the chicken fried steak (which I seriously considered). Both dishes were excellent and came with some mighty tasty home fries.
We happily clered our plates and declared Weeezie's the place to go and far better than the fancy-pants place across the street.
Sunday, November 02, 2008
Fairy Tale Parade
Last Friday was a very exciting day for Max and Rebecca. In addition to being Halloween, they also got to dress up as their favorite fairy tale character and parade around the school.
They brought home their assignment sheets about a month ago and the sheets stayed pinned to the bulletin board until last Wednesday. The sheet had just a few instructions: the child had to fill out a brief report on which character they represented, a space was provided on the sheet for an illustration of the character and the costume/character could not be Halloween themed. Costumes need not be store bought.
Rebecca's was dead easy. She wanted to use the Cinderella dress Nana bought her about a year ago. The harderest part was finding both of her shoes. You can see how utterly adorable she is in her costume. As for her report, well she is a girl of few words. The reason she gave for selecting Cinderella was that "She was nice."
Max was a bit trickier. After a bit of hemming and hawing he decided on being a knight. And he had to be just a knight and not a prince. After a bit of thought I told Max about Saint George and the dragon. Max liked the story, especially the bit about slaying the dragon and saving the kingdom. Now we just had to come up with a costume.
Using some leftover fabric from an old sewing project, cardboard, press-on felt from the store (I just want to add here I heart press-on felt, I could sew it on, but this is much easier) and a whole lot of duct tape we were able to cobble together a decent costume. In fact Max liked it so much he ditched his original Halloween costume, Ironman, for his knight.
I think his favorite part is the sword. As you can see in the following video highlights of the parade, Max loved to swing his sword around. He never hit anybody, but I did bring it home with me after the parade. I figured his teacher didn't need an armed Max in the classroom.
The parade started out doors for Max's class and after the transition I caught up with Rebecca's class which was already indoors. Unfortunately her part of the video came out rather dark. But, I did get a good still photo of the classroom banner before the parade started. Captain Hook and Rapunzel got the honor of holding aloft the banner during the parade.
There were quite a few princesses and numerous Captain hooks and Peter Pans. Jack and the beanstalk was another favorite, in fact that was what Jake dressed up as in first grade. I think the most inventive one was a girl not in Max or Rebecca's class dressed as Rapunzel. Here body was encased in a cardboard tower with her head peeking out of a window. A long blonde wig cascaded over her face and down the outside of the tower.
After the parade the children returned to their classrooms and had a fairy tale feast. Sadly I missed both of my children's oral presentations, but that is what happens when you have to bounce back and forth between two classrooms. However, I was able to get this nice group photo of Max's class after the feast was over.
They brought home their assignment sheets about a month ago and the sheets stayed pinned to the bulletin board until last Wednesday. The sheet had just a few instructions: the child had to fill out a brief report on which character they represented, a space was provided on the sheet for an illustration of the character and the costume/character could not be Halloween themed. Costumes need not be store bought.
Rebecca's was dead easy. She wanted to use the Cinderella dress Nana bought her about a year ago. The harderest part was finding both of her shoes. You can see how utterly adorable she is in her costume. As for her report, well she is a girl of few words. The reason she gave for selecting Cinderella was that "She was nice."
Max was a bit trickier. After a bit of hemming and hawing he decided on being a knight. And he had to be just a knight and not a prince. After a bit of thought I told Max about Saint George and the dragon. Max liked the story, especially the bit about slaying the dragon and saving the kingdom. Now we just had to come up with a costume.
Using some leftover fabric from an old sewing project, cardboard, press-on felt from the store (I just want to add here I heart press-on felt, I could sew it on, but this is much easier) and a whole lot of duct tape we were able to cobble together a decent costume. In fact Max liked it so much he ditched his original Halloween costume, Ironman, for his knight.
I think his favorite part is the sword. As you can see in the following video highlights of the parade, Max loved to swing his sword around. He never hit anybody, but I did bring it home with me after the parade. I figured his teacher didn't need an armed Max in the classroom.
The parade started out doors for Max's class and after the transition I caught up with Rebecca's class which was already indoors. Unfortunately her part of the video came out rather dark. But, I did get a good still photo of the classroom banner before the parade started. Captain Hook and Rapunzel got the honor of holding aloft the banner during the parade.
There were quite a few princesses and numerous Captain hooks and Peter Pans. Jack and the beanstalk was another favorite, in fact that was what Jake dressed up as in first grade. I think the most inventive one was a girl not in Max or Rebecca's class dressed as Rapunzel. Here body was encased in a cardboard tower with her head peeking out of a window. A long blonde wig cascaded over her face and down the outside of the tower.
After the parade the children returned to their classrooms and had a fairy tale feast. Sadly I missed both of my children's oral presentations, but that is what happens when you have to bounce back and forth between two classrooms. However, I was able to get this nice group photo of Max's class after the feast was over.
Friday, October 31, 2008
Thursday, October 30, 2008
Halloween Habits
What Your Halloween Habits Say About You |
 You're a friendly person, but not the life of the party. You like making someone else's day - and you'll dress up if you think of a really fun costume. Sneaky and devious, people should really watch out for you. You are usually underestimated and forgotten. Your inner child is stubborn and a bit bossy. You truly fear the dark side of humanity. You are a true misanthrope. You're logical, rational, and not easily effected. Not a lot scares you... especially when it comes to the paranormal. You are a traditionalist with most aspects of your life. You like your Halloween costume to be basic, well made, and conventional enough to wear another year. |
I love Halloween and I thought this would be a fun little thing to do for All Hallow's Even.
Wednesday, October 29, 2008
Artist of the Week: Little Foxes
This week's artist is Mr. Max. He loves penguins and, as you can see here, he is starting to get a bit of a collection of them.
Max also likes foxes. I'm not sure what precipitated this, he just started to draw them. He made one on his mini etch-a-sketch that was very good, but sadly was erased by his sister before I could photograph it. He was very upset and that was when I found out about his interest in foxes.
Yesterday, as I was going through his take home folder from school, he declared "I make very good foxes."
Shortly there after I pulled out a story picture he made at school from his folder.
For those of you not conversant in first grade writing and spelling styles I'll translate:
I like foxes because they (not really sure about this) cool and they can walk in the snow and they can run.
These are his best foxes yet. It's a momma fox with her two cubs, with one cub playing in the snow. The handwriting and the spelling are quite rough, but the picture is perfect. When he sits down and really decides to draw a picture he can do wonderful things.
I must agree with Max, he really does draw good foxes.
Max also likes foxes. I'm not sure what precipitated this, he just started to draw them. He made one on his mini etch-a-sketch that was very good, but sadly was erased by his sister before I could photograph it. He was very upset and that was when I found out about his interest in foxes.
Yesterday, as I was going through his take home folder from school, he declared "I make very good foxes."
Shortly there after I pulled out a story picture he made at school from his folder.
For those of you not conversant in first grade writing and spelling styles I'll translate:
I like foxes because they (not really sure about this) cool and they can walk in the snow and they can run.
These are his best foxes yet. It's a momma fox with her two cubs, with one cub playing in the snow. The handwriting and the spelling are quite rough, but the picture is perfect. When he sits down and really decides to draw a picture he can do wonderful things.
I must agree with Max, he really does draw good foxes.
Tuesday, October 28, 2008
That's Not My Name
Here is my current obsession. This song by the Ting Tings has popped up a few times on my not so local alternative, public radio station while I'm tooling around in the van.
I may not be the intended demographic, but the song certainly rocks.
Monday, October 27, 2008
Dean Barnett
I never met Dean, I don't think I ever read his site, Soxblog, but he had been very kind to us.
When we first learned of Max's CF diagnoses Larry wrote to Dean. Larry read his blog and knew that Dean too had CF. Amazingly Dean took the time to respond.
Today Dean was taken from us by the ravages of Cystic Fibrosis. He was only 41, far outstripping the projected lifespan a newborn with CF when he was born in 1967, but still too young.
And that is what I hate most about CF.
Most of us live life with the thought of death far far out of our minds. For those affected by CF (not just the patient, but family and friends as well) are just able to keep death at arms length. Everything we do, the endless treatments, the countless doctors visits, the never ending meds are all to get us a little more time. To keep Max just that much healthier. We strive to give him a normal life as possible, one with death kept at arm's length.
I'm so sorry at Dean is no longer here, but he did give a good fight and did the very best that he could do and lived life as fully as possible.
When we first learned of Max's CF diagnoses Larry wrote to Dean. Larry read his blog and knew that Dean too had CF. Amazingly Dean took the time to respond.
Today Dean was taken from us by the ravages of Cystic Fibrosis. He was only 41, far outstripping the projected lifespan a newborn with CF when he was born in 1967, but still too young.
And that is what I hate most about CF.
Most of us live life with the thought of death far far out of our minds. For those affected by CF (not just the patient, but family and friends as well) are just able to keep death at arms length. Everything we do, the endless treatments, the countless doctors visits, the never ending meds are all to get us a little more time. To keep Max just that much healthier. We strive to give him a normal life as possible, one with death kept at arm's length.
I'm so sorry at Dean is no longer here, but he did give a good fight and did the very best that he could do and lived life as fully as possible.
Sunday, October 26, 2008
No No
This morning, after we dropped the crew off at Hebrew school, Larry and I went out for brunch. We don't do this very often, but it is a nice way to while away the time before we have to pick the kids up.
So far we've been to Kuba Kuba and The Starlight, both have excellent food (I like Starlight a bit more, I'm not into the bean thing over at Kuba Kuba) and are extremely reasonably priced. We toyed with the idea of going back to the Starlight, but... they don't open until 10:00 and the kids are dropped off by 9:15. It takes far less than 45 minutes to get there, so we're stuck cooling our heels for quite a while until we actually get inside. Instead we decided to drive around and see what we could find.
We headed down Main st ( which turns into Ellwood ave) and then cut over to Cary when the road ended at Thompson. A few blocks down we noticed that Can Can was open and we thought we would give it a shot. Can Can Brasserie is Richmond's "hot" French Restaurant. We have been thinking of going there for dinner, but it is always booked out. This would be a great opportunity to check it out.
We strolled in and were immediately seated. After a decent interval our server came by as asked us for our drink order. We were hungry and told him we would be ready to order now. He politely updated us on some changes in the menu and then left with our orders in hand. In a flash he was back with some lovely freshly baked bread and some truly outstanding fresh squeezed orange juice.
Sadly the rest of the meal was not up to snuff. It was by far the blandest meal I have ever eaten.
My Egg's Benedict was saved from obscurity by the saltiness of the ham. My crispy potatoes were interesting, but completely lacking in substance and had only a hint of flavor. Larry's omelet was even less inspiring. It looked bland to me and he said it had no taste. The cheese was bland and the sausage was flavorless. We both availed ourselves to the pepper shaker, but it really wasn't enough. Freshly ground pepper may have helped, but it was never offered.
After our meal we window shopped for a bit (nothing was open yet). Upon returning to the car I espied in the window of the restaurant a few reviews of Can Can. They were, of course, all positive. Then I noticed a little blurb about the chef. He was trying to get away from all the butter found in most French cooking.
Aha! That explains the blandness of it all. Butter provides fat and fat is what carries the flavor. If you take away the fat, you take away most of the flavor.
Butter is your friend for tasty French cooking.
It was an expensive lesson, but I'm glad it was just for brunch and not an expensive night on the town. Can Can is now on our No No list.
So far we've been to Kuba Kuba and The Starlight, both have excellent food (I like Starlight a bit more, I'm not into the bean thing over at Kuba Kuba) and are extremely reasonably priced. We toyed with the idea of going back to the Starlight, but... they don't open until 10:00 and the kids are dropped off by 9:15. It takes far less than 45 minutes to get there, so we're stuck cooling our heels for quite a while until we actually get inside. Instead we decided to drive around and see what we could find.
We headed down Main st ( which turns into Ellwood ave) and then cut over to Cary when the road ended at Thompson. A few blocks down we noticed that Can Can was open and we thought we would give it a shot. Can Can Brasserie is Richmond's "hot" French Restaurant. We have been thinking of going there for dinner, but it is always booked out. This would be a great opportunity to check it out.
We strolled in and were immediately seated. After a decent interval our server came by as asked us for our drink order. We were hungry and told him we would be ready to order now. He politely updated us on some changes in the menu and then left with our orders in hand. In a flash he was back with some lovely freshly baked bread and some truly outstanding fresh squeezed orange juice.
Sadly the rest of the meal was not up to snuff. It was by far the blandest meal I have ever eaten.
My Egg's Benedict was saved from obscurity by the saltiness of the ham. My crispy potatoes were interesting, but completely lacking in substance and had only a hint of flavor. Larry's omelet was even less inspiring. It looked bland to me and he said it had no taste. The cheese was bland and the sausage was flavorless. We both availed ourselves to the pepper shaker, but it really wasn't enough. Freshly ground pepper may have helped, but it was never offered.
After our meal we window shopped for a bit (nothing was open yet). Upon returning to the car I espied in the window of the restaurant a few reviews of Can Can. They were, of course, all positive. Then I noticed a little blurb about the chef. He was trying to get away from all the butter found in most French cooking.
Aha! That explains the blandness of it all. Butter provides fat and fat is what carries the flavor. If you take away the fat, you take away most of the flavor.
Butter is your friend for tasty French cooking.
It was an expensive lesson, but I'm glad it was just for brunch and not an expensive night on the town. Can Can is now on our No No list.
Friday, October 24, 2008
Kisses
Last night I discovered that it is possible to have two oafish standard dachshunds in your lap at the same time even if you are sitting in a regular old chair and not a sofa. I decided to see if I could do it again and take a picture of it.
Of course having John and Dell in your lap means at some point you will get your face cleaned.
Of course having John and Dell in your lap means at some point you will get your face cleaned.
Thursday, October 23, 2008
Three Brothers
On the whole my children get along with each other remarkably well. I'm not saying they never fight or get mad, because heaven knows they do, but they can spend long periods of time together and they do seem to enjoy each other's company.
I snapped this photo of them just last week at Rebecca's soccer practice. Jake had brought his DS and the three of them were peacefully sitting together. They were able to entertain each other for the whole hour with minimal fussing.
They really are good kids.
I snapped this photo of them just last week at Rebecca's soccer practice. Jake had brought his DS and the three of them were peacefully sitting together. They were able to entertain each other for the whole hour with minimal fussing.
They really are good kids.
Wednesday, October 22, 2008
Artist of the Week: Invite
This week's artist is Mr. Nate.
He's pictured here with Dell inside of Dell's crate. The reason he is in the crate was I had just commented to him that I was amazed when earlier both John and Dell had piled into the same crate at the same time. They both fit with some room to spare. Nate announced that he could fit too and proceeded to get into Dell's crate. Dell, never wanting to be left out, also climbed on in with Nate.
As you can see they both fit and Dell was not at all crowded, Nate , however, was a bit squished since he needed to bend over to fit inside. I then closed up the crate and offered Nate a biscuit which he politely declined. They were happy as two peas in a pod, but they were also equally happy to be let out.
Obviously Nate has no problems with close quarters, but he would rather be outside, ideally playing some sort of game.
Currently Nate is playing football for his old school.He is having a great time and he'll probably play again next year. So right now it's all about football. He has practices 3 times a week and a game every Saturday. Football is a very important part of his life right now.
So when Nate brought home our invite to attend his school's open house I was not at all surprised by his choice in subject matter for front of the card. It's a neat little picture of a football suspended in midair with a set of goal posts on the far end of the field. I think it is a great illustration that looks even better in person.
He's pictured here with Dell inside of Dell's crate. The reason he is in the crate was I had just commented to him that I was amazed when earlier both John and Dell had piled into the same crate at the same time. They both fit with some room to spare. Nate announced that he could fit too and proceeded to get into Dell's crate. Dell, never wanting to be left out, also climbed on in with Nate.
As you can see they both fit and Dell was not at all crowded, Nate , however, was a bit squished since he needed to bend over to fit inside. I then closed up the crate and offered Nate a biscuit which he politely declined. They were happy as two peas in a pod, but they were also equally happy to be let out.
Obviously Nate has no problems with close quarters, but he would rather be outside, ideally playing some sort of game.
Currently Nate is playing football for his old school.He is having a great time and he'll probably play again next year. So right now it's all about football. He has practices 3 times a week and a game every Saturday. Football is a very important part of his life right now.
So when Nate brought home our invite to attend his school's open house I was not at all surprised by his choice in subject matter for front of the card. It's a neat little picture of a football suspended in midair with a set of goal posts on the far end of the field. I think it is a great illustration that looks even better in person.
Tuesday, October 21, 2008
Sibling Rivalry
As I mentioned yesterday, Max and Rebecca are on separate soccer teams. On Sunday, they had their long awaited match up.
Or as I liked to call it, grudge match of the century (which is totally absurd because they actually get along very well).
Anyhoo, we got to the field early enough for the dynamic duo to warm up with their respective teammates. I deposited water bottles on the players' side of the field and told the coaches about the game's sibling match up. I then retreated to the spectator's side and carefully positioned my chair at the midfield line and discovered I left my camera in the car. There was no way I was going to miss this photo opportunity and I had plenty of time so I trekked all the way back to the car to fetch it.I got back just in time to see the start of the game.
And what a game it was.
Max's team was just a wee bit better and they led for most of the game. It was an interesting experience for me because I knew pretty much all the kids out there and I really could not root exclusively for either team. I ended up cheering individual plays and players.
The best part was right at he end. Rebecca's team battled back and at the last 30 seconds of the game they were able to make the tying goal. In my eyes it was the perfect end to the game.
Or as I liked to call it, grudge match of the century (which is totally absurd because they actually get along very well).
Anyhoo, we got to the field early enough for the dynamic duo to warm up with their respective teammates. I deposited water bottles on the players' side of the field and told the coaches about the game's sibling match up. I then retreated to the spectator's side and carefully positioned my chair at the midfield line and discovered I left my camera in the car. There was no way I was going to miss this photo opportunity and I had plenty of time so I trekked all the way back to the car to fetch it.I got back just in time to see the start of the game.
And what a game it was.
Max's team was just a wee bit better and they led for most of the game. It was an interesting experience for me because I knew pretty much all the kids out there and I really could not root exclusively for either team. I ended up cheering individual plays and players.
The best part was right at he end. Rebecca's team battled back and at the last 30 seconds of the game they were able to make the tying goal. In my eyes it was the perfect end to the game.
Monday, October 20, 2008
Twin Parties
Sunday we had both Max and Rebecca's birthday party, or I really should say parties.
This year the dynamic duo wanted to decorate their own cupcakes and some cookies during their party. This sounded like a great idea, it would give the kids something to do and they would get to eat their creations.
We also did the party a little differently this year. Normally Max and Rebecca would both be inviting the guests, both names would be on the invites. Since they had a common pool of friends this made sense. Now, what with their being in separate classes and different soccer teams (more on that tomorrow), the pool of common friends is shrinking. So Rebecca had her list of invitees and Max had his own guest list.
It worked out very neatly, five guests apiece accepted the invitations. Ten kids is a fairly manageable number and we were able to divide them up for different activities, in a way creating two parties at the same time. The only hiccup on party day was tat one of Max's guest didn't show up, but Max never really noticed.
The day before the party Grandma, who had come down the day before with Grandpa, and I took Max and Rebecca party shopping. Our first stop was at Baker's kitchen, a truly amazing cake and candy supply store in the Richmond metro area. I have learned over the years that if I need something special for baking, it really is the only place to go.
We spent a long time checking out their sugar creations. They have the nicest selection of little three dimensional sugar shapes that you can just place on top of whatever you have frosted. After quite a bit of discussion they picked out two sets of birds, two packages of cute little dinos and a dozen little yellow duckies. Then to pad out our decorating options we got a container of leaf shaped quins (ie sprinkles) and another of Halloween jimmies. I have some blue and green sugar along with some other quins at home.
Then we picked out some party plates, got a pinata, beverages and party favors. All that was left to do was bake the cupcakes and the cookies.
The cupcake decorating was a definite hit with all the kids. We set up Rebecca's party first and let the girls frost their cupcakes cookies with chocolate or vanila frosting and let them go to town with the decorations. Rebecca's effort is pictured here and if you click on it itwill lead you to a photo set of all of the girls' cupcakes.
Once the girls finished decorating I pulled out another cupcake with a big number seven candle on top and we all wished Rebecca a happy birthday. Then it was Max's turn. We ushered the ladies out and installed them at the table out on the deck.
The boys were tiring of the bouncy tent (I so got my money's worth on that thing) and were eager for their turn. On the whole I'd say the boys' efforts were a bit messier, but you have got to love the one pictured here. The dinosaur looks so cute peeking out of its pile of leaves. If you click on his picture it will lead you to the boys' set. Unfortunately I forgot to photograph Max's cupcake, but I did get Jake's little masterpiece. Max too got a cupcake with a candle to blow after this guests were done decorating their food.
he two parties then came together for the pinata. This year the pinata just barely hung on through all the guests. Jake and Nate were at the tail end and did the honor of finishing it off. Nate could have done it, but after a quick negotiation with Jake he did a quick swipe so his older brother would get a turn.
Once all the candy was picked up the party wound down. A few enjoyed wearing the head of the pinata on top of their heads. I got a fair number of very silly photo opportunities with the burro head. I think the silliest was of one of the fathers that stayed at the party. Daddies can sometimes be very silly.
We opened up presents, Max's party got to go first, and then it was time for all our guests to head on home.
This year the dynamic duo wanted to decorate their own cupcakes and some cookies during their party. This sounded like a great idea, it would give the kids something to do and they would get to eat their creations.
We also did the party a little differently this year. Normally Max and Rebecca would both be inviting the guests, both names would be on the invites. Since they had a common pool of friends this made sense. Now, what with their being in separate classes and different soccer teams (more on that tomorrow), the pool of common friends is shrinking. So Rebecca had her list of invitees and Max had his own guest list.
It worked out very neatly, five guests apiece accepted the invitations. Ten kids is a fairly manageable number and we were able to divide them up for different activities, in a way creating two parties at the same time. The only hiccup on party day was tat one of Max's guest didn't show up, but Max never really noticed.
The day before the party Grandma, who had come down the day before with Grandpa, and I took Max and Rebecca party shopping. Our first stop was at Baker's kitchen, a truly amazing cake and candy supply store in the Richmond metro area. I have learned over the years that if I need something special for baking, it really is the only place to go.
We spent a long time checking out their sugar creations. They have the nicest selection of little three dimensional sugar shapes that you can just place on top of whatever you have frosted. After quite a bit of discussion they picked out two sets of birds, two packages of cute little dinos and a dozen little yellow duckies. Then to pad out our decorating options we got a container of leaf shaped quins (ie sprinkles) and another of Halloween jimmies. I have some blue and green sugar along with some other quins at home.
Then we picked out some party plates, got a pinata, beverages and party favors. All that was left to do was bake the cupcakes and the cookies.
The cupcake decorating was a definite hit with all the kids. We set up Rebecca's party first and let the girls frost their cupcakes cookies with chocolate or vanila frosting and let them go to town with the decorations. Rebecca's effort is pictured here and if you click on it itwill lead you to a photo set of all of the girls' cupcakes.
Once the girls finished decorating I pulled out another cupcake with a big number seven candle on top and we all wished Rebecca a happy birthday. Then it was Max's turn. We ushered the ladies out and installed them at the table out on the deck.
The boys were tiring of the bouncy tent (I so got my money's worth on that thing) and were eager for their turn. On the whole I'd say the boys' efforts were a bit messier, but you have got to love the one pictured here. The dinosaur looks so cute peeking out of its pile of leaves. If you click on his picture it will lead you to the boys' set. Unfortunately I forgot to photograph Max's cupcake, but I did get Jake's little masterpiece. Max too got a cupcake with a candle to blow after this guests were done decorating their food.
he two parties then came together for the pinata. This year the pinata just barely hung on through all the guests. Jake and Nate were at the tail end and did the honor of finishing it off. Nate could have done it, but after a quick negotiation with Jake he did a quick swipe so his older brother would get a turn.
Once all the candy was picked up the party wound down. A few enjoyed wearing the head of the pinata on top of their heads. I got a fair number of very silly photo opportunities with the burro head. I think the silliest was of one of the fathers that stayed at the party. Daddies can sometimes be very silly.
We opened up presents, Max's party got to go first, and then it was time for all our guests to head on home.
Sunday, October 19, 2008
A Little Candy for the Weekend
This is one of my favorite songs. A fun bouncy tune after a very bouncy party. More on the party tomorrow.
Friday, October 17, 2008
Popular
I'm terrible about making kennel reservations for the dogs. I always wait until the last minute before I call up the kennel we use.
The kennel itself is decent, it's small with an old kennel building and simple outdoor runs that are used twice a day. What I really like about the place is that the owner lives a stone's throw away from the kennel and is a practicing vet to boot. The cherry on top is that Doc (as the techs all call him) grew up with dachshunds. He knows and understands the breed and really appreciates my dogs good temperaments and sound bodies.
So I know my dogs are popular with the owner and I'm fairly certain that the techs like them too, how much I didn't know until today.
My in laws are coming down today for the dynamic duo's birthday party. I finally got around to calling the kennel this morning about boarding the dogs for the weekend (Grandpa is a real trooper and doesn't make us kennel the dogs, but they do exacerbate his asthma and we want Grandpa to stay healthy).
As the person on the other end took my info and checked to see if they had space her voice lit up when she realized it was John and Dell.
She cried out "It's my babies! My babies are coming! "
An indistinct voice in the background queried who is coming and when she said Dell and John I could here a muffled "Oh those two, that's great!"
The receptionist then told me "There is always room for John and Dell, and if there isn't I'll just take them home with me."
I then found out that all the techs love my dogs and take turns just sitting in the runs being covered with kisses.
My red boys are very popular.
The kennel itself is decent, it's small with an old kennel building and simple outdoor runs that are used twice a day. What I really like about the place is that the owner lives a stone's throw away from the kennel and is a practicing vet to boot. The cherry on top is that Doc (as the techs all call him) grew up with dachshunds. He knows and understands the breed and really appreciates my dogs good temperaments and sound bodies.
So I know my dogs are popular with the owner and I'm fairly certain that the techs like them too, how much I didn't know until today.
My in laws are coming down today for the dynamic duo's birthday party. I finally got around to calling the kennel this morning about boarding the dogs for the weekend (Grandpa is a real trooper and doesn't make us kennel the dogs, but they do exacerbate his asthma and we want Grandpa to stay healthy).
As the person on the other end took my info and checked to see if they had space her voice lit up when she realized it was John and Dell.
She cried out "It's my babies! My babies are coming! "
An indistinct voice in the background queried who is coming and when she said Dell and John I could here a muffled "Oh those two, that's great!"
The receptionist then told me "There is always room for John and Dell, and if there isn't I'll just take them home with me."
I then found out that all the techs love my dogs and take turns just sitting in the runs being covered with kisses.
My red boys are very popular.
Thursday, October 16, 2008
Artist of the Week: Underwater and a Happy Birthday
I'm a day late, but you get a two for one special today.
Yesterday was Max and Rebecca's seventh birthday, plus it was time for Artist of the Week. Because of Yom Kippur I already skipped AOTW last week, so I really couldn't pass it by again.
As for being a day late, well all can say it was a combination of being tired, annoyed and suffering from technical difficulties. Mind you the technical difficulties were in fact self inflicted and resulted in my being very annoyed with myself.
We had gone out to dinner last night at our favorite local barbecue joint, Brock's. Max and Rebecca picked it out after I asked them what did they wanted for dinner. In our family not only do you get cake for breakfast (or cookies in this case) on your birthday, but you get to pick out what we get for dinner.
Larry had a board meeting at our synagogue, so he couldn't make it, but we did get Aunt Meryl in his stead. We had a lovely dinner, the food was good, the waitress was terrific and the atmosphere has a nice laid back family friendly feel. I had brought my camera in and promptly forgot all about it and left it behind when we left.
It wasn't until a few hours later I realized what I had done, but by then the place was locked up and nobody was in. So I had no camera, none of the pictures I had taken and I was just too peeved to doing anything else but finish the dishes and go to bed.
At least I was able to go to sleep because I knew I would get my camera back. We had shown up at the tail end of the evening and I personally knew our waitress. Her son also plays football for our school, he was just the next age level up from Nate. And I was right. This morning she called me back and we arranged for her to give Larry the camera at practice.
Anyhoo, I'm much happier today and here are our artists.
First up is little Miss Rebecca. The picture I took of her was at school during lunch time. I stopped by to give out cookies to both Max and Rebecca's classes in honor of the dynamic duo's birthday. I was extremely popular and discovered I knew quite a few first graders.
Rebecca got to wear the crown all day at school, which is very fitting for my little princess.
As for her art I have two of her latest creations. The first one is of a fisherman happily at sea doing his thing. A sea gull is diving into the water just behind him and an eel swims along amongst the fish.
In her second picture a mother dolphin is leaping out of the water with her tiny baby just below her. It's a bit hard to make out the little one, but it is there just to the right of the larger dolphin's splash. Another eel swims in the picture along with a variety of colorful fish and a lone jellyfish.
Both pictures are visually clean with a consistent compositional style. I love the bright colors and the attention to details without being too fussy. She was a clear style and is very confident artist.
Max is next up. I took that picture of him last month in our living room. The boxes that held our new organizational systems were very popular with the kids. Heck, even the dogs got in on the fun.
Max also has two pieces of art for this week's AOTW. His first picture features orcas, penguins and a seal. On the lower left corner he wrote "I Luv oroga!" (I love orcas!). He made this picture for show and tell. He wanted to bring in one of his plush killer whales and thught this picture, along with a book would add to his presentation.
When he first drew the picture The ocean was not all colored in. I was a bit dismayed when he scribbled in all the blue, but in the end it works. The graphically bold orca and penguins stand out in their bright blue surroundings. The leopard seal is still visible as it chases the penguins. The octopus/jelly fish things are the only ones to lose out. overall I like the final picture.
As for his second picture, it is a fisherman in a boat, very much like Rebecca's first picture. However it is a very much Max's art work. He drew it at the same time Rebecca drew her fisherman. I can't remember how it all started, but I do like the end results.
Max has all sorts of creatures in his composition. Going from left to right I'll point them out. The three (yes there are three, the smallest one is tucked in the middle) yellow creatures are sea horses, to the right is a sea otter. I only know what it is because Max announced as he drew it that he loves sea otters. I think it looks more like a monkey (hey it's a sea monkey!). As we travel to the right there is a purple octopus and a couple of bright green sea turtles. Moving on there is the ubiquitous eel and a school of jellies. Just coming into view on the far right is a whale shark. Along the sea floor is a collection of hermit crabs, snails, a lobster, a crab and a lone star fish. I particularly love all the little creatures on the bottom. The hermit crabs in all their Lilliputian splendor are utterly adorable. Max's style is a bit messier, but he is a fine artist when he applies himself.
Yesterday was Max and Rebecca's seventh birthday, plus it was time for Artist of the Week. Because of Yom Kippur I already skipped AOTW last week, so I really couldn't pass it by again.
As for being a day late, well all can say it was a combination of being tired, annoyed and suffering from technical difficulties. Mind you the technical difficulties were in fact self inflicted and resulted in my being very annoyed with myself.
We had gone out to dinner last night at our favorite local barbecue joint, Brock's. Max and Rebecca picked it out after I asked them what did they wanted for dinner. In our family not only do you get cake for breakfast (or cookies in this case) on your birthday, but you get to pick out what we get for dinner.
Larry had a board meeting at our synagogue, so he couldn't make it, but we did get Aunt Meryl in his stead. We had a lovely dinner, the food was good, the waitress was terrific and the atmosphere has a nice laid back family friendly feel. I had brought my camera in and promptly forgot all about it and left it behind when we left.
It wasn't until a few hours later I realized what I had done, but by then the place was locked up and nobody was in. So I had no camera, none of the pictures I had taken and I was just too peeved to doing anything else but finish the dishes and go to bed.
At least I was able to go to sleep because I knew I would get my camera back. We had shown up at the tail end of the evening and I personally knew our waitress. Her son also plays football for our school, he was just the next age level up from Nate. And I was right. This morning she called me back and we arranged for her to give Larry the camera at practice.
Anyhoo, I'm much happier today and here are our artists.
First up is little Miss Rebecca. The picture I took of her was at school during lunch time. I stopped by to give out cookies to both Max and Rebecca's classes in honor of the dynamic duo's birthday. I was extremely popular and discovered I knew quite a few first graders.
Rebecca got to wear the crown all day at school, which is very fitting for my little princess.
As for her art I have two of her latest creations. The first one is of a fisherman happily at sea doing his thing. A sea gull is diving into the water just behind him and an eel swims along amongst the fish.
In her second picture a mother dolphin is leaping out of the water with her tiny baby just below her. It's a bit hard to make out the little one, but it is there just to the right of the larger dolphin's splash. Another eel swims in the picture along with a variety of colorful fish and a lone jellyfish.
Both pictures are visually clean with a consistent compositional style. I love the bright colors and the attention to details without being too fussy. She was a clear style and is very confident artist.
Max is next up. I took that picture of him last month in our living room. The boxes that held our new organizational systems were very popular with the kids. Heck, even the dogs got in on the fun.
Max also has two pieces of art for this week's AOTW. His first picture features orcas, penguins and a seal. On the lower left corner he wrote "I Luv oroga!" (I love orcas!). He made this picture for show and tell. He wanted to bring in one of his plush killer whales and thught this picture, along with a book would add to his presentation.
When he first drew the picture The ocean was not all colored in. I was a bit dismayed when he scribbled in all the blue, but in the end it works. The graphically bold orca and penguins stand out in their bright blue surroundings. The leopard seal is still visible as it chases the penguins. The octopus/jelly fish things are the only ones to lose out. overall I like the final picture.
As for his second picture, it is a fisherman in a boat, very much like Rebecca's first picture. However it is a very much Max's art work. He drew it at the same time Rebecca drew her fisherman. I can't remember how it all started, but I do like the end results.
Max has all sorts of creatures in his composition. Going from left to right I'll point them out. The three (yes there are three, the smallest one is tucked in the middle) yellow creatures are sea horses, to the right is a sea otter. I only know what it is because Max announced as he drew it that he loves sea otters. I think it looks more like a monkey (hey it's a sea monkey!). As we travel to the right there is a purple octopus and a couple of bright green sea turtles. Moving on there is the ubiquitous eel and a school of jellies. Just coming into view on the far right is a whale shark. Along the sea floor is a collection of hermit crabs, snails, a lobster, a crab and a lone star fish. I particularly love all the little creatures on the bottom. The hermit crabs in all their Lilliputian splendor are utterly adorable. Max's style is a bit messier, but he is a fine artist when he applies himself.
Tuesday, October 14, 2008
Backpacks and Black Holes
I don't know how it is with other families, but I find that backpacks have a tendency to become black holes or at the very least wormholes to another universe.
Notes to and from teachers, homework assignments and party invitations have all disappeared into the maw a backpack, never to be see again.
Max has been tasked this week to hand out three party invitations for his and Rebecca's party this coming weekend. So far the invites have been unable to break free of the gravity well in his backpack. Monday was understandable because it was a half day, during the short day Max was a bit overwhelmed by the accelerated pace. Today he was again unable to do the task and he realy didn't have any good reason for it. I'm starting to think that maybe I should hand them out at lunch when I stopped by the school tomorrow. I'm baking sugar cookies for both Max and Rebecca's classes as a birthday treat and I'll be stopping by at lunch time.
Notes to and from teachers, homework assignments and party invitations have all disappeared into the maw a backpack, never to be see again.
Max has been tasked this week to hand out three party invitations for his and Rebecca's party this coming weekend. So far the invites have been unable to break free of the gravity well in his backpack. Monday was understandable because it was a half day, during the short day Max was a bit overwhelmed by the accelerated pace. Today he was again unable to do the task and he realy didn't have any good reason for it. I'm starting to think that maybe I should hand them out at lunch when I stopped by the school tomorrow. I'm baking sugar cookies for both Max and Rebecca's classes as a birthday treat and I'll be stopping by at lunch time.
Monday, October 13, 2008
Apple Pickin' Time
Sunday was utterly gorgeous and we had no official plans, Hebrew school was off and we were free to do whatever we wished.
So we decided to go apple picking up at Carter Mountain Orchard.
Of course nothing is easy with four kids and Nate woke up that morning with an ear ache. One trip to the doctor's office and a prescription for an antibiotic later, we were good to go. We got a fair distance along when I realized I had forgotten my camera. It wasn't worth going back home, so there will be no pictures for this post.
The orchard is way up high over by Charlottesville. It was an incredibly steep climb up the top with a sheer drop on the passenger's side of the car you drive up. I really don't like heights and this is just the sort of situation I loathe. I ended up leaning towards the center of the car and winced every time Larry neared the edge as he drove the car (he's a fine driver and I implicitly trust him, but it was a tough ride for me). Once we reached the top we were greeted by a spectacular view and a sea of parked cars.
Obviously we weren't the only people to decide to go apple picking. We were concerned about the crowd, but the orchard easily handled it.
After a snack of apple cider doughnuts (and boy were those good!) we split up, Larry went off with Nate and Jake and I got the dynamic duo. The trees by the edges of the orchard were pretty much picked over, but farther in we found plenty of trees with apples within reach of Max and Rebecca. In short order we picked what turned out to be 12 pounds of apples. As went went up to the barn we bumped into someone we knew. She called out to me by name and warmly greeted us. I didn't remember her name, but she was familiar, most likely a mother of one of Nate's classmates from Hebrew school. When I mentioned I forgot our camera she kindly took our picture. It wasn't until I got home I figured out who she was.
Larry and the boys showed up a bit later and they all had a good time picking apples. Nate told me with delight in his voice that he got to climb a few trees and pick a few hard to reach apples. In fact all four kids had a great time and we'll probably repeat the experience next year.
Hopefully I'll remember the camera.
So we decided to go apple picking up at Carter Mountain Orchard.
Of course nothing is easy with four kids and Nate woke up that morning with an ear ache. One trip to the doctor's office and a prescription for an antibiotic later, we were good to go. We got a fair distance along when I realized I had forgotten my camera. It wasn't worth going back home, so there will be no pictures for this post.
The orchard is way up high over by Charlottesville. It was an incredibly steep climb up the top with a sheer drop on the passenger's side of the car you drive up. I really don't like heights and this is just the sort of situation I loathe. I ended up leaning towards the center of the car and winced every time Larry neared the edge as he drove the car (he's a fine driver and I implicitly trust him, but it was a tough ride for me). Once we reached the top we were greeted by a spectacular view and a sea of parked cars.
Obviously we weren't the only people to decide to go apple picking. We were concerned about the crowd, but the orchard easily handled it.
After a snack of apple cider doughnuts (and boy were those good!) we split up, Larry went off with Nate and Jake and I got the dynamic duo. The trees by the edges of the orchard were pretty much picked over, but farther in we found plenty of trees with apples within reach of Max and Rebecca. In short order we picked what turned out to be 12 pounds of apples. As went went up to the barn we bumped into someone we knew. She called out to me by name and warmly greeted us. I didn't remember her name, but she was familiar, most likely a mother of one of Nate's classmates from Hebrew school. When I mentioned I forgot our camera she kindly took our picture. It wasn't until I got home I figured out who she was.
Larry and the boys showed up a bit later and they all had a good time picking apples. Nate told me with delight in his voice that he got to climb a few trees and pick a few hard to reach apples. In fact all four kids had a great time and we'll probably repeat the experience next year.
Hopefully I'll remember the camera.
Sunday, October 12, 2008
Creepy to the nth Power
This video is popping up all over and for a good reason.
I'm impressed by the crafter's execution, but the end result... ewww.
To help clear the air after this video y'all should next check out Amy Sedaris on Martha Stewart.
Friday, October 10, 2008
Emotional Distress
Today I finally got around to getting invites for Max and Rebecca's birthday party. I've been putting it off, waiting for a chance to go with the two of them to pick them out, but we have been far too busy lately for it to happen. Today Max was home, not feeling particularly well, so after the obligatory visit to the pediatrician we stopped by Walmart.
Max picked his out in no time at all, he opted for the sports themed one and that was that. For Rebecca I found three that we both thought she would like. I tossed them all into the cart, whichever ones she didn't like I would return. When we got home I set out the one I thought she (a little puppy with a birthday hat) would like the most on the table next to Max's invites.
Turns out the whole thing was possibly the worst idea in the world and was grossly unfair according to Rebecca. The second she saw them she burst into tears and declared that it was not fair that she did not get to choose and Max did, that she never gets to go shopping and that everything was just plain wrong. I tried to talk her down and show her the other invites, but it was too late. Everything was wrong now.
She cried and fussed for a long time. Jake oblivious to the start of this tragedy and emotional distress was very concerned about his little sister.
"Rebecca why are you crying?"
"Waaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh!"
"Rebecca, please tell me what's wrong."
"Waaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh!"
"Mom what's wrong with Rebecca?"
"Waaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh!"
I told him about the invites and he was stunned. "Mom, that's just ridiculous! All that over some stupid invites."
"Waaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh!"
"Rebecca, you need to get over it."
After about an hour and some ice cream she did finally calm down. She picked out the ones she wanted (which of course were the puppy ones I thought she would like) and slowly returned to normal.
I then asked her "So who do you want to invite?"
"Waaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh!"
"I don't know, I can't decide!"
Max picked his out in no time at all, he opted for the sports themed one and that was that. For Rebecca I found three that we both thought she would like. I tossed them all into the cart, whichever ones she didn't like I would return. When we got home I set out the one I thought she (a little puppy with a birthday hat) would like the most on the table next to Max's invites.
Turns out the whole thing was possibly the worst idea in the world and was grossly unfair according to Rebecca. The second she saw them she burst into tears and declared that it was not fair that she did not get to choose and Max did, that she never gets to go shopping and that everything was just plain wrong. I tried to talk her down and show her the other invites, but it was too late. Everything was wrong now.
She cried and fussed for a long time. Jake oblivious to the start of this tragedy and emotional distress was very concerned about his little sister.
"Rebecca why are you crying?"
"Waaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh!"
"Rebecca, please tell me what's wrong."
"Waaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh!"
"Mom what's wrong with Rebecca?"
"Waaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh!"
I told him about the invites and he was stunned. "Mom, that's just ridiculous! All that over some stupid invites."
"Waaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh!"
"Rebecca, you need to get over it."
After about an hour and some ice cream she did finally calm down. She picked out the ones she wanted (which of course were the puppy ones I thought she would like) and slowly returned to normal.
I then asked her "So who do you want to invite?"
"Waaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh!"
"I don't know, I can't decide!"
Thursday, October 09, 2008
My Turn
| You are a Social Liberal (65% permissive) and an... Economic Conservative (66% permissive) You are best described as a:
Link: The Politics Test on Ok Cupid Also : The OkCupid Dating Persona Test |
Jordana did this test and came up as a centrist. I've noticed over the years that the older I get the more Libertarian I become, so this really wasn't a big shock. As far as I'm concerned more government is not the answer.
Wednesday, October 08, 2008
G'mar Hatima Tovah
Tonight marks the start of Yom Kippur.
My husband and I'll be fasting for the rest of the day until sundown tomorrow. For those of you who fast on this Day of Atonement, may your fast be easy.
My husband and I'll be fasting for the rest of the day until sundown tomorrow. For those of you who fast on this Day of Atonement, may your fast be easy.
Tuesday, October 07, 2008
Fresh Flowers for a Crazy Weekend
I'm still pooped after this weekend's shenanigans. My club did it's big dog show up in Northern Virginia and all I can say is the Best in Show was not that far off the mark.
We had drama queens and divas, mostly just the human kind. I only screwed up one thing, but it is fixable. The rest was just a whole lot of noise.
Mind you I did have a good time, I got to stay at my friend's house and ride up with another good friend and fellow club member K. K and mesh very well. We are both "standard smooth" people (ie we have standard smooth hair aka the big short haired dachshunds), our dogs get along and we have complimentary schedules. We chatted the whole way and had a great trip.
The biggest drama we had was over the luncheon my club hosted yesterday, Monday. The person in charge of it almost completely blew it. Last weekend he called me in a panic, he hadn't done anything and nobody had called him about what they were going to bring. I calmed he down, told him to make the calls and we'll figure it out.
Meanwhile the second drama of the week was the club's insurance. It was due to expire and nothing had been done. With a few phone calls, a bit of faxing I got that mess straightened out with a day to spare.
In the end it all worked out, dogs were shown and people were fed. But it'll be a long time until I tackle anything like that again.
As for the flowers, they are crepe myrtles dotted with raindrops on the edge of our lawn. I thought they looked gorgeous with the rain drops on the petals. I'm very pleased with how well my photos came out.
We had drama queens and divas, mostly just the human kind. I only screwed up one thing, but it is fixable. The rest was just a whole lot of noise.
Mind you I did have a good time, I got to stay at my friend's house and ride up with another good friend and fellow club member K. K and mesh very well. We are both "standard smooth" people (ie we have standard smooth hair aka the big short haired dachshunds), our dogs get along and we have complimentary schedules. We chatted the whole way and had a great trip.
The biggest drama we had was over the luncheon my club hosted yesterday, Monday. The person in charge of it almost completely blew it. Last weekend he called me in a panic, he hadn't done anything and nobody had called him about what they were going to bring. I calmed he down, told him to make the calls and we'll figure it out.
Meanwhile the second drama of the week was the club's insurance. It was due to expire and nothing had been done. With a few phone calls, a bit of faxing I got that mess straightened out with a day to spare.
In the end it all worked out, dogs were shown and people were fed. But it'll be a long time until I tackle anything like that again.
As for the flowers, they are crepe myrtles dotted with raindrops on the edge of our lawn. I thought they looked gorgeous with the rain drops on the petals. I'm very pleased with how well my photos came out.
Friday, October 03, 2008
Classic Dames
Your result for The Classic Dames Test...
Jean Arthur
You are a little bit of everything: smart, nutty, classy, and even a little scheming when you need to be. However, you aren't exactly the most effective dame around, as you're sometimes given to fainting and mumbling incoherently. But you're pretty steadfast and true, and might I add, cute as a button, even if you're not sure exactly what you want. Still, you end up with the likes of Jimmy Stewart and Cary Grant...not too shabby!
Find out what kind of classic leading man you'd make by taking the
Classic Leading Man Test.
Take The Classic Dames Test at HelloQuizzy
Of course the one I really wanted to be was Katharine Hepburn, but at least with Jean Arthur I get Cary Grant.
Courtesy of two other great dames Jordana and Diane.
Thursday, October 02, 2008
Donors Choose
Sars over at Tomato Nation is participating in the 2008 DonorsChoose.org Blogger Challenge in Support of Public Schools.
Donors Choose is a great idea, teachers write proposals for classroom materials which in turn are screened then posted and you get to pick which one to fund.
Her initial goal this year is $50,000 and her overall goal is $100, 000. If she reaches her overall goal she'll don her tomato costume and travel on to DC via train to see the sites. I think it would a great thing to have a traveling tomato in our nation's capital. Last year she donned the suit and danced at Rockefeller Plaza.
Donors Choose is a great idea, teachers write proposals for classroom materials which in turn are screened then posted and you get to pick which one to fund.
Her initial goal this year is $50,000 and her overall goal is $100, 000. If she reaches her overall goal she'll don her tomato costume and travel on to DC via train to see the sites. I think it would a great thing to have a traveling tomato in our nation's capital. Last year she donned the suit and danced at Rockefeller Plaza.
Wednesday, October 01, 2008
Artist of the Week: Dachshund Joy
This week's artist is Rebecca.
She is playing soccer this season and she has doing quite well. So far she has gotten quite a few turns as goal keeper and has proven herself up to the job. I would like her to stick with soccer, but this could be her last year. Every time we pass by the girls practicing cheer she announces that she really wants to be a cheerleader. A little part of me dies inside when she says that because I really could not stand the cheerleaders at my school. They were a rather nasty and idiotic lot and my girl is better than that.
But enough about my hangups, this is about my daughter and her latest creation.
She made this drawing a few weeks ago when we were stuck at one of Max's doctor appointments. It is a wonderful drawing of a dachshund chasing a ball across a field. It is a very simple composition, but it really captures the joy in the moment.
I was so taken with the picture that I brought it to one of my dachshund club's meetings to show it off. Everybody was very impressed. They all could tell it was a dachshund and thought she had gotten the essence of the breed.
My little Miss Rebecca can be quite an artist.
She is playing soccer this season and she has doing quite well. So far she has gotten quite a few turns as goal keeper and has proven herself up to the job. I would like her to stick with soccer, but this could be her last year. Every time we pass by the girls practicing cheer she announces that she really wants to be a cheerleader. A little part of me dies inside when she says that because I really could not stand the cheerleaders at my school. They were a rather nasty and idiotic lot and my girl is better than that.
But enough about my hangups, this is about my daughter and her latest creation.
She made this drawing a few weeks ago when we were stuck at one of Max's doctor appointments. It is a wonderful drawing of a dachshund chasing a ball across a field. It is a very simple composition, but it really captures the joy in the moment.
I was so taken with the picture that I brought it to one of my dachshund club's meetings to show it off. Everybody was very impressed. They all could tell it was a dachshund and thought she had gotten the essence of the breed.
My little Miss Rebecca can be quite an artist.
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