Elijah, picking at his lunch very pokily, was left alone at the table with instructions to finish his last few bites before helping himself to a cookie. A few minutes later he comes running to me in another room to report: "I all done! Now I have cookie?"
Me: "Put your dishes in the dishwasher, then you may get a cookie."
Elijah: "Okay! I put dishes in dishwasher and food in garbage and get cookie!"
Me: "Um, you said you ate all your food. Is there still some on your plate?"
Elijah: "Um...."
Trapped in his own little lie of helpfulness. Nice try buddy, but no cookie yet.
Friday, February 13, 2009
Thursday, February 12, 2009
Denver Grass and other colors
We are finally so almost done with the guest bedroom. It's been quite the learning experience for me (and quite the test of patience for poor Wade who had me as his assistant!). The carpet is being installed this week, and then we'll put on the trim and move the bed in!
The highlight for me was choosing a color for the accent wall. I wanted some shade of green (seeing as it's in the basement and has no windows, it needed an outsideish color). So I've got a nice little collection of green paint swatch thingies here, most with food names -- herb garden, mint jelly, olive oil, water cress, slice of cucumber, split pea soup, lime peal. Who names these things? Oh wait, I know -- people like Sharylann! I recall traveling with her and my mom and an aunt one day and she was naming colors -- "Oh look, there's moss-on-the-barn-roof-green!"
After much deliberation (well, actually only like 5 minutes) I settled on Denver grass (grass skirt came in a close second -- do you sense a theme?). Does anybody know for certain whether the grass in Denver is a distinctively different shade than the grass in, say, Tallahassee? I can say for certain the the grass in the Midwest is different than the grass in the Northwest, but Denver must be special for it to have it's very own color.
Now y'all just come on out and visit and we'll put you up in the nice new guestroom -- no more sleeping in the uncarpeted dark recesses of the basement with only the privacy of cubicle walls!
The highlight for me was choosing a color for the accent wall. I wanted some shade of green (seeing as it's in the basement and has no windows, it needed an outsideish color). So I've got a nice little collection of green paint swatch thingies here, most with food names -- herb garden, mint jelly, olive oil, water cress, slice of cucumber, split pea soup, lime peal. Who names these things? Oh wait, I know -- people like Sharylann! I recall traveling with her and my mom and an aunt one day and she was naming colors -- "Oh look, there's moss-on-the-barn-roof-green!"
After much deliberation (well, actually only like 5 minutes) I settled on Denver grass (grass skirt came in a close second -- do you sense a theme?). Does anybody know for certain whether the grass in Denver is a distinctively different shade than the grass in, say, Tallahassee? I can say for certain the the grass in the Midwest is different than the grass in the Northwest, but Denver must be special for it to have it's very own color.
Now y'all just come on out and visit and we'll put you up in the nice new guestroom -- no more sleeping in the uncarpeted dark recesses of the basement with only the privacy of cubicle walls!
Friday, February 06, 2009
Happy Holiday!
My Random Holiday Cactus and I would like to wish everyone a happy February 6, also known as National Frozen Yogurt Day, Massachusettes Day, National Girls and Women in Sports Day, Lame Duck Day, African-American Coaches Day, Mid-Winter's Day, Police Brutality Day and Carrot Festival. Enjoy!
Thursday, February 05, 2009
Practice, Practice, Practice, Blog, Practice
This week Pastor Brad gave me Sunday's list of songs on Monday morning because he was headed out of town for most of the week -- and it's a good thing he did, because he picked some doozies! One hymn with four sharps (which I'll play in three flats -- I just don't do four or more "off" notes), an unfamiliar one, another in three sharps and then this, All Hail the Power of Jesus' Name (second tune). It's familiar and in a decent key, but it's hard!
If anyone isn't familiar with the "second tune" you're missing out because it is hands-down the BEST tune to that particular song, even if I am getting hand cramps trying to master it. It's one of those tunes I'm sure the angels sing regularly. Here's a snippet for those of you who may want to hear what is, in my opinion, one of the grandest pieces of music ever written (although definitely not played as well as it deserves -- oh well, I'm still practicing).
If anyone isn't familiar with the "second tune" you're missing out because it is hands-down the BEST tune to that particular song, even if I am getting hand cramps trying to master it. It's one of those tunes I'm sure the angels sing regularly. Here's a snippet for those of you who may want to hear what is, in my opinion, one of the grandest pieces of music ever written (although definitely not played as well as it deserves -- oh well, I'm still practicing).
Tuesday, February 03, 2009
They Come in All Types
And we've got one from each end of the spectrum at our house.
One on extreme is Mr. Isaac Practical. For quite some time (years already, and he's only 7) he's wanted to be a train driver. Then along came a fascination with maps and the desire to be a map-maker. This caused great angst for our man-on-a-one-way mission. In fact, it even brought him to tears one night. "I'm going to be a train driver but I want to be a map-maker too and I just don't know what to do!"
In stark contrast is Levi, who changes his mind about what he want to be almost weekly. I'm fine with his indisicion (he is only 5, after all), but the fantastic nature of his choices does make me hope he grows up a little before he really settles on a career! A few he's mentioned in the past couple months include a dinosaur, a volcano, a robot, a snowman, a dragon, Daddy (not just a daddy, but Daddy Himself), a famer (with a corn field) and a fisherman.
One on extreme is Mr. Isaac Practical. For quite some time (years already, and he's only 7) he's wanted to be a train driver. Then along came a fascination with maps and the desire to be a map-maker. This caused great angst for our man-on-a-one-way mission. In fact, it even brought him to tears one night. "I'm going to be a train driver but I want to be a map-maker too and I just don't know what to do!"
In stark contrast is Levi, who changes his mind about what he want to be almost weekly. I'm fine with his indisicion (he is only 5, after all), but the fantastic nature of his choices does make me hope he grows up a little before he really settles on a career! A few he's mentioned in the past couple months include a dinosaur, a volcano, a robot, a snowman, a dragon, Daddy (not just a daddy, but Daddy Himself), a famer (with a corn field) and a fisherman.
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