Meet the Mewlings!
The Chicken Arrived!!!!!!
Because my babiest baby, the Chicken, is turning SIXTEEN! (Insert every sad face emoji imaginable here)
Yes gang, my sweet boy is sixteen & I'm bawling.
Yay! More crappy pictures!
Okay, I've never claimed to be hard to impress. Yes I have my standards, but I generally try not to expect too much, which has left me open to a world of wondrous surprises. While it is true that following this philosophy, I have also been disappointed & heart broken I have realized that there is more wonder to be had & that the bad things also have a way of adding to it.
So on that note, I will share with you my yummy good thing for the day. Please note that this does indeed confirm that I am fairly easy to please, which does not make me a "cheap date" or someone who does not need to be impressed. It just means that I choose to find joy whenever & wherever I can.
The Chicken has a severe sinus infection & yucky lungs. So here is a representation of what my week has felt like.
Hoping things return to normal soon.
The Chicken Picks the topic!
“Penguins mate for life. That doesn't surprise me much because they all look alike. It's not like they're going to meet a really new, great looking penguin someday.” - Unknown
Yes folks, I let my Chicken pick the topic(s) for today's post, as I got nuffin. Furthermore, I don't have a ton of time as much errands & sick Chicken (severe sinus infection causing extreme dizziness & more than one occasion of lost balance; yes he is on antibiotics).
So quoteful cop-outs it is today. I'll try to get back to a normalish (normaler?) post later this week.
Aloha hugs until then gang,
“Until lions have their historians, tales of the hunt shall always glorify the hunter” - African Proverb
“He was so benevolent, so merciful a man that, in his mistaken passion, he would have held an umbrella over a duck in a shower of rain” - Douglas Jerrold
“Hope is important because it can make the present moment less difficult to bear. If we believe that tomorrow will be better, we can bear a hardship today.” -Thich Nhat Hanh
Yes, it is the third day of school & we are all still alive. Only a few minor incidents, such as the Chicken's glasses breaking at school, necessitating an impromptu (yet overdue) visit to the optometrist, resulting in the Chicken going from a four eyed kid to a two eyed babe. Yup, the Chicken finally got contacts. He is much happier.
Also, much to the surprise of the parental units (aka the Stork & I) the Squab is in Honors Chemistry this year. He came home happy yesterday because he has the opportunity to participate in the "Concurrent Credit" program at school. This means that he can earn college credit for taking Honors Chem this year. **Wow**
In other big news...
I killed a spider!
Trust me, this is a big deal for me. I don't do spiders, not even lil' baby ones the size of a pin head. (Which is why I was able to kill this one.) Believe me when I tell you, this one actually was threatening public safety, as he was climbing all over the windshield of my bird mobile (aka the van) while I was driving. Seriously, the last thing anyone needed was that lil' guy to swing into my face causing me to freak & swerve into oncoming traffic.
Honestly, they terrify me. Really, I'm still traumatized almost thirty minutes later. Call me ridiculous & over-dramatic if you will, but unless you have an irrational fear of something that you can rationally overpower, you'll never understand.
Anyway, below is a dramatization of how I TRIUMPHANTLY killed the spider that threatened to attack me while I was driving. (As a bonus for you, I added a pic of the spider pre-murder.) Bless The Google Earth for having accurate images of this event.
You may now return to your regularly scheduled programming.
Woohoo! Sweet Freedom!
The above picture brought to you by yours truly. Yes, this is breakfast I started my boys' first day of school with. It is a tradition I started when the Squab started kindergarten. We have done it every year since then. I love it & so do they.
Yup, it's the first day of school! As expected I have mixed emotions because while I am happy to finally have all the human males out of the house after three months of the Chicken & Squab home everyday, I will also miss those two.
I'm a mom, we get mindbogglingly emotional when it comes to our kids. You can't fault me.
The plan for the day is to nap & possibly, actually, maybe get some work done. I did promise the Chicken crockpot ribs for dinner, that is the only concrete event, aside from picking them up from school, that I have planned for the rest of the day.
So, I'm off to finish forcing the Chicken into getting ready. The Squab starts almost an hour before his brother, so he is out the door & presumably (because he caught a ride with friends) at school.
Have a gorgeous Monday my loves!
Why wouldn't you?
Sorry I've been away for a bit. Things. Stuff. Life. You know how it is.
This past week was the last week of summer vacation for my boys & we've been, well you know how it goes. We tried to pack a few fun things into this week.
Imagine if you will, coming home from work one day, dog tired, mentally worn out from having to deal with "PEOPLE".
You pull into your driveway (or parking spot), do the usual getting out of the car routine & head into your house (or place of residence). You walk through the door & once inside grab the doorknob to shut the door behind you.
Would you notice this?
Yes, the picture above is of my backyard bench. All alone. Waiting for people to sit on it. For a family photo shoot.
Actually, the bench is on the north side of my yard in this pic. Under my arctic willow bushes (named Talkeetna & Denali after two of my favorite places in Alaska). In the area where the grass does not want to grow because of the shade & slight inversion that causes the water from the sprinklers to pool & flood.
I'd love to keep the bench here. It is a beautiful spot in my opinion & in the summer when it's hot, this area is cooler than the rest of the yard. I can imagine sitting there reading a book or pulling the leaves off willow branches to make wreaths.
The only drawback is that my neighbors' dogs don't like it when I hang out on that side of the yard. They think I'm invading their territory. Silly doggies!
"Chanting makes it important"
I could be wrong, but I think the line I used for the title of this post is from 'Phineas & Ferb' (or maybe it was "Wizards of Waverly Place", I can't remember). I'm sure if I asked the Poultry one of them would know.
Anyway, here's the chant that inspired the use of the above quote:
Oh how time flies....
Just popping in to say hello & let you know that I am still alive. I will be back to blogging & crafting (hopefully) this coming week.
I have been very busy lately tending to a sick Chicken. (Bronchitis, pneumonia, sinus infection & the flu.) And attending many meetings for the Squab's various activities. Yes sir my boys keep me busy.
But, today is the Chicken's birthday. So, I have been making him work in the coal mines (aka doing chores & catching up on missed classwork). I am a mean mommy, but I am also fair. Yup, I let him eat at least once.
Anyway, please join me in saying.....
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO THE CHICKEN!
Your mom loves you bunches!
Oh what a week!
“If we had no winter, the spring would not be so pleasant: if we did not sometimes taste of adversity, prosperity would not be so welcome.” - Anne Bradstreet
More about "ME"
Aloha my name is Clare! My main job title is Mom, but I'm also an artist, crafter, avid experimental cook & occasional rabid baker. I live in Idaho with my husband & two sons (the "we" or "us" part of this website), but was raised in Hawaii. Feel free to explore our pages as we grow & change. Mahalo! (Thank you)
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