Thursday, May 10, 2007
Monday, May 07, 2007
This weekend
I got up Saturday morning and randomly decided that we should go to The Children's Museum in Indianapolis.
After some frantic packing (having Wyatt on milk instead of formula throws everything off), we set out around 10 am.
We got there and had lunch in the food court and toured the museum. Most of the stuff is really geared for closer to 3 and up. But, we had fun as a family. Daddy even turned off his cell phone after taking 2 phone calls before we got out of the food court and into the museum.
We stopped at the museum gift shop on the way out and bought Wyatt a stuffed dinosaur. I have pictures of the trip to the museum (just a few) but need to get them off of the camera.
Yesterday we spent around the house doing not a lot of anything. We did drop Wyatt off at Nana's for about an hour while we went fishing. I can't say that the fishing was that great. It was really windy and the fish weren't biting a whole lot. I took a couple of pictures and then just sat there and vegged out for a while.
Last Thursday we took Wyatt to get his 1 year shots. He weighs not quite 24 pounds and is a little over 32 in. tall. Since he's walking, I'll call it tall and not long.
Other than that, it wasn't a very exciting week. Hopefully this week will be quiet too. I think we might go to the zoo this weekend . . .
After some frantic packing (having Wyatt on milk instead of formula throws everything off), we set out around 10 am.
We got there and had lunch in the food court and toured the museum. Most of the stuff is really geared for closer to 3 and up. But, we had fun as a family. Daddy even turned off his cell phone after taking 2 phone calls before we got out of the food court and into the museum.
We stopped at the museum gift shop on the way out and bought Wyatt a stuffed dinosaur. I have pictures of the trip to the museum (just a few) but need to get them off of the camera.
Yesterday we spent around the house doing not a lot of anything. We did drop Wyatt off at Nana's for about an hour while we went fishing. I can't say that the fishing was that great. It was really windy and the fish weren't biting a whole lot. I took a couple of pictures and then just sat there and vegged out for a while.
Last Thursday we took Wyatt to get his 1 year shots. He weighs not quite 24 pounds and is a little over 32 in. tall. Since he's walking, I'll call it tall and not long.
Other than that, it wasn't a very exciting week. Hopefully this week will be quiet too. I think we might go to the zoo this weekend . . .
Wednesday, May 02, 2007
The Swing Set
Daddy decided that Wyatt needed a swing set . . . after I suggested that we just buy a swing for outside. So, off he went to the store and spent an entire day getting everything and putting it together. Here are some of the pictures of Wyatt taking it for a test drive and just wandering around the yard.
Friday, April 27, 2007
Today's Thought . . . and Rant
Ok, so I'm not a person who is technologically-deficient. However, I DO have my limitations. I love being able to LEAVE voice mails . . . I hate GETTING voice mails. I love taking digital pictures, but don't sort or label them very well. And, if it hadn't been for the Geek Squad suggesting a backup drive, I would never have backed up my personal computer in my life until a few months ago. Now, it backs up my computer nightly for me. I loathe checking my personal emails and keep it to a minimum. But, I have been working hard at "improving" my blog. In other words, I'm cluttering it up but feeling like I'm finally catching up to the rest of the world. There are still several things that I have seen on other blogs that I think are totally cool but haven't figured out how to accomplish yet. And, since I'm the QUEEN OF PROCRASTINATION (those of you know me well, stop laughing and continue reading), I always put off learning how to do those things. But, I'm working on it. Seriously. Stop laughing again, MICHELLE.
And, speaking of Michelle, she is responsible for me not only starting this blog, but surfing other blogs, reading Stephen Brust's books . . . which has become an addiction and teaching me to love my jump drive and to carry it with me every day. Yes, in my pocket (along with my pocket knife) I carry my jump drive. I'm becoming a pseudo-geek. It's kind of like being a closet Trekkie. I'm not one of those people who dress up and go to the conventions. I don't read the books . . . although I read the book that Leonard Nimoy wrote about doing Star Trek. And, I don't schedule my life around Star Trek series or movies. But, if I'm flipping thru the channels and there is one on, I'm apt to watch it.
Anyway, that's today's thought. I'm becoming a techno and blog junkie. That little Next Blog button calls my name whenever I log in.
And, last week I was indulging in that vice (one of many) when lo and behold, what should pop up but a blog from a person who was commenting on something happening in their small town. I started perusing thru it and found it funny, touching and . . . ummmm, interesting. As I was scrolling thru the posts, I saw one that talked about going to a certain southern city for vacation. It had a picture with it. When I looked at the picture, I thought that the person in it looked a lot like a co-worker at my former place of employment. The next picture showed someone that looked a lot like ANOTHER co-worker at my former place of employment. It had a caption with it and gave the first name of the person. The name was the same as the person that I was thinking of. I enlarged the picture, went back to the first picture, enlarged it and then had to pick up my jaw from the floor. IT WAS THEM! I had accidentally stumbled upon the blog of a former co-worker. I am not naming names because the person has a blog title that obviously keeps them from being identified unless you really know them.
Anyway, the funny thing was to be able to read things from their personal point of view. There were things in there that I knew. Things that I was not surprised by. There were nicknames galore, but I think I decoded several of them since I know that person . . . but there were things there that totally shocked me. . . personal things. Nothing about me . . . things about that person. In particular, there was a list of "Things about Me". You know, those lists where you tell so many things about yourself that others may not know . . .or things that you think are important to your personality. There were things in that list that I think that person would not necessarily want shared with the people they work with . . . I don't know, I could be wrong. But, let's say I had a love for . . . . oh. . . "adult entertainment". I'll leave the rest up to your imagination. I wouldn't necessarily want to share that with my co-workers. Now, I know the odds of someone he/she didn't want to see that stumbling upon it by hitting the Next Blog button are not very good. But, it happened.
The blog also had some great entries that I enjoyed. It would be a blog I would LOVE to have a link to so that other people could share it. But, I obviously don't want to jeopardize that person's privacy. So, I keep the blog in my memory (what there is left of it) and check it out every few days.
Which leads me (in my roundabout way) to my rant . . . about technology.
If there's one thing I can't stand . . . and I know it's the "in" thing . . .it's text messaging. I hate it for a couple of reasons. One, can you not just pick up the phone and call the person? Even I (who hates to talk on the phone) will eventually give in and pick up the phone if I need to speak to someone.
The other thing I can't stand about it is that it's giving a whole generation a serious lack of personal interaction (which I think is important to your growth) and spelling! Ok, I'm not the world's best speller . . . but I'm pretty good. And, even I make typos and I totally understand that other people do too . . . even with spell check. But I can't stand all this short hand that they use. It's used in instant messaging too. I hate that too, for the same reasons. I'm sure everyone thinks that instant messaging is old-fashioned now.
Now here comes the part where I am a total hyppocrite because I am blogging this . . .
PEOPLE - GET OUT FROM BEHIND YOUR STUPID COMPUTER AND INTERACT WITH SOME REAL PEOPLE!
Ok, enough said. I'm stepping down from the soapbox . . . with egg on my face as a blog addict.
And, speaking of Michelle, she is responsible for me not only starting this blog, but surfing other blogs, reading Stephen Brust's books . . . which has become an addiction and teaching me to love my jump drive and to carry it with me every day. Yes, in my pocket (along with my pocket knife) I carry my jump drive. I'm becoming a pseudo-geek. It's kind of like being a closet Trekkie. I'm not one of those people who dress up and go to the conventions. I don't read the books . . . although I read the book that Leonard Nimoy wrote about doing Star Trek. And, I don't schedule my life around Star Trek series or movies. But, if I'm flipping thru the channels and there is one on, I'm apt to watch it.
Anyway, that's today's thought. I'm becoming a techno and blog junkie. That little Next Blog button calls my name whenever I log in.
And, last week I was indulging in that vice (one of many) when lo and behold, what should pop up but a blog from a person who was commenting on something happening in their small town. I started perusing thru it and found it funny, touching and . . . ummmm, interesting. As I was scrolling thru the posts, I saw one that talked about going to a certain southern city for vacation. It had a picture with it. When I looked at the picture, I thought that the person in it looked a lot like a co-worker at my former place of employment. The next picture showed someone that looked a lot like ANOTHER co-worker at my former place of employment. It had a caption with it and gave the first name of the person. The name was the same as the person that I was thinking of. I enlarged the picture, went back to the first picture, enlarged it and then had to pick up my jaw from the floor. IT WAS THEM! I had accidentally stumbled upon the blog of a former co-worker. I am not naming names because the person has a blog title that obviously keeps them from being identified unless you really know them.
Anyway, the funny thing was to be able to read things from their personal point of view. There were things in there that I knew. Things that I was not surprised by. There were nicknames galore, but I think I decoded several of them since I know that person . . . but there were things there that totally shocked me. . . personal things. Nothing about me . . . things about that person. In particular, there was a list of "Things about Me". You know, those lists where you tell so many things about yourself that others may not know . . .or things that you think are important to your personality. There were things in that list that I think that person would not necessarily want shared with the people they work with . . . I don't know, I could be wrong. But, let's say I had a love for . . . . oh. . . "adult entertainment". I'll leave the rest up to your imagination. I wouldn't necessarily want to share that with my co-workers. Now, I know the odds of someone he/she didn't want to see that stumbling upon it by hitting the Next Blog button are not very good. But, it happened.
The blog also had some great entries that I enjoyed. It would be a blog I would LOVE to have a link to so that other people could share it. But, I obviously don't want to jeopardize that person's privacy. So, I keep the blog in my memory (what there is left of it) and check it out every few days.
Which leads me (in my roundabout way) to my rant . . . about technology.
If there's one thing I can't stand . . . and I know it's the "in" thing . . .it's text messaging. I hate it for a couple of reasons. One, can you not just pick up the phone and call the person? Even I (who hates to talk on the phone) will eventually give in and pick up the phone if I need to speak to someone.
The other thing I can't stand about it is that it's giving a whole generation a serious lack of personal interaction (which I think is important to your growth) and spelling! Ok, I'm not the world's best speller . . . but I'm pretty good. And, even I make typos and I totally understand that other people do too . . . even with spell check. But I can't stand all this short hand that they use. It's used in instant messaging too. I hate that too, for the same reasons. I'm sure everyone thinks that instant messaging is old-fashioned now.
Now here comes the part where I am a total hyppocrite because I am blogging this . . .
PEOPLE - GET OUT FROM BEHIND YOUR STUPID COMPUTER AND INTERACT WITH SOME REAL PEOPLE!
Ok, enough said. I'm stepping down from the soapbox . . . with egg on my face as a blog addict.
Wednesday, April 25, 2007
The Tractor
We got Wyatt this little tractor for his birthday. He likes to "work" on the wheels. When you open up the seat, there are 4 little farm animals in it. When you "plug" one into the little spots under the seat, it makes the animal sound. It's pretty cool!
Birthday, balloons and bubbles
The balloons tied to the bottles of bubbles were a huge hit!
Since it was a last minute thought, I had no idea that they
would go over so well, but they did. Wyatt had lots of fun
chewing on the bubbles and popping the balloons.
Since it was a last minute thought, I had no idea that they
would go over so well, but they did. Wyatt had lots of fun
chewing on the bubbles and popping the balloons.
The Dynamic Duo
Here is the Dynamic Duo in action. The boy in the striped shirt is Michael. He lives across the road from us and is about 8 weeks older than Wyatt.
The Ultimate Wagon
Grandma and Grandpa Freeman got Wyatt the ULTIMATE WAGON (and a trike) for his birthday. This thing is the Cadillac of wagons. Here's a picture of Grandpa pulling Wyatt in the wagon and also a picture of the wagon being used to haul off Wyatt's birthday loot.
The Birthday Cake
Here is Wyatt's big cake and the small cake that we got just for him.
He played in his personal cake for a few minutes and then was done.
The party's over . . . YAY!
Friday I spent the day getting some last minute errands done to get ready for the party.
First, since I had the day off, I had our new refrigerator and stove delivered.
Then, I was off to the bank and to a customer's to pick up a check.
Then, I went to the Factory Card Outlet to get the bow, ribbon, wrapping paper, birthday sign and streamers that I needed. While I was there, it dawned on me that I could use small bottles of bubbles to anchor down the baloons. I got the idea when I passed by an endcap that had 6 packs of bubbles.
I also took some time to clean out my car and go thru the car wash.
First, since I had the day off, I had our new refrigerator and stove delivered.
Then, I was off to the bank and to a customer's to pick up a check.
Then, I went to the Factory Card Outlet to get the bow, ribbon, wrapping paper, birthday sign and streamers that I needed. While I was there, it dawned on me that I could use small bottles of bubbles to anchor down the baloons. I got the idea when I passed by an endcap that had 6 packs of bubbles.
I also took some time to clean out my car and go thru the car wash.
Thursday, April 19, 2007
Diary of a Dog
EXCERPTS FROM A DOG'S DIARY
Day number 1808:00 am - OH BOY! DOG FOOD! MY FAVORITE!
9:30 am - OH BOY! A CAR RIDE! MY FAVORITE!
9:40 am - OH BOY! A WALK! MY FAVORITE!
10:30 am - OH BOY! A CAR RIDE! MY FAVORITE!
11:30 am - OH BOY! DOG FOOD! MY FAVORITE!
12:00 noon - OH BOY! THE KIDS! MY FAVORITE!
1:00 pm - OH BOY! THE YARD! MY FAVORITE!4:00 pm - OH BOY! THE KIDS! MY FAVORITE!
5:00 PM - OH BOY! DOG FOOD! MY FAVORITE!
5:30 PM - OH BOY! MOM! MY FAVORITE!
Day number 1818:00 am - OH BOY! DOG FOOD! MY FAVORITE!
9:30 am - OH BOY! A CAR RIDE! MY FAVORITE!
9:40 am - OH BOY! A WALK! MY FAVORITE!
10:30 am - OH BOY! A CAR RIDE! MY FAVORITE!
11:30 am - OH BOY! DOG FOOD! MY FAVORITE!
12:00 noon - OH BOY! THE KIDS! MY FAVORITE!
1:00 pm - OH BOY! THE YARD! MY FAVORITE!
4:00 pm - OH BOY! THE KIDS! MY FAVORITE!
5:00 PM - OH BOY! DOG FOOD! MY FAVORITE!
5:30 PM - OH BOY! MOM! MY FAVORITE!
Day number 1808:00 am - OH BOY! DOG FOOD! MY FAVORITE!
9:30 am - OH BOY! A CAR RIDE! MY FAVORITE!
9:40 am - OH BOY! A WALK! MY FAVORITE!
10:30 am - OH BOY! A CAR RIDE! MY FAVORITE!
11:30 am - OH BOY! DOG FOOD! MY FAVORITE!
12:00 noon - OH BOY! THE KIDS! MY FAVORITE!
1:00 pm - OH BOY! THE YARD! MY FAVORITE!4:00 pm - OH BOY! THE KIDS! MY FAVORITE!
5:00 PM - OH BOY! DOG FOOD! MY FAVORITE!
5:30 PM - OH BOY! MOM! MY FAVORITE!
Day number 1818:00 am - OH BOY! DOG FOOD! MY FAVORITE!
9:30 am - OH BOY! A CAR RIDE! MY FAVORITE!
9:40 am - OH BOY! A WALK! MY FAVORITE!
10:30 am - OH BOY! A CAR RIDE! MY FAVORITE!
11:30 am - OH BOY! DOG FOOD! MY FAVORITE!
12:00 noon - OH BOY! THE KIDS! MY FAVORITE!
1:00 pm - OH BOY! THE YARD! MY FAVORITE!
4:00 pm - OH BOY! THE KIDS! MY FAVORITE!
5:00 PM - OH BOY! DOG FOOD! MY FAVORITE!
5:30 PM - OH BOY! MOM! MY FAVORITE!
Wednesday, April 18, 2007
Diary of a Cat
Diary of a Cat
DAY 752: My captors continue to taunt me with bizarre little dangling objects. They dine lavishly on fresh meat, while I am forced to eat dry cereal. The only thing that keeps me going is the hope of escape, and the mild satisfaction I get from ruining the occasional piece of furniture. Tomorrow I may eat another houseplant.
DAY 761: Today my attempt to kill my captors by weaving around their feet while they were walking almost succeeded, must try this at the top of the stairs. In an attempt to disgust and repulse these vile oppressors, I once again induced myself to vomit on their favorite chair...must try this on their bed.
DAY 762: Slept all day so that I could annoy my captors with sleep depriving, incessant pleas for food at ungodly hours of the night.
DAY 765: Decapitated a mouse and brought them the headless body, in attempt to make them aware of what I am capable of, and to try to strike fear into their hearts. They only cooed and condescended about what a good little cat I was...Hmmm. Not working according to plan..
DAY 768: I am finally aware of how sadistic they are. For no good reason I was chosen for the water torture. This time however it included a burning foamy chemical called "shampoo." What sick minds could invent such a liquid? My only consolation is the piece of thumb still stuck between my teeth.
DAY 771: There was some sort of gathering of their accomplices. I was placed in solitary throughout the event. However, I could hear the noise and smell the foul odor of the glass tubes they call "beer." More importantly I overheard that my confinement was due to MY power of "allergies." Must learn what this is and how to use it to my advantage.
DAY 774: I am convinced the other captives are flunkies and maybe snitches. The dog is routinely released and seems more than happy to return. He is obviously a half-wit. The Bird on the other hand has got to be an informant. He has mastered their frightful tongue (something akin to molespeak) and speaks with them regularly. I am certain he reports my every move. Due to his current placement in the metal room his safety is assured. But I can wait; it is only a matter of time...
And the plan ensues . . .
Ok, so the birthday gifts arrived via UPS and the additional party supplies arrived via UPS.
So, now I'm down to the balloon ribbon and possibly streamers . . .
And, when I go to pick up the cake I need:
1. Ice
2. Ice Cream
3. Pop
I also need to clean out our cooler and charge up the camcorder. Oh, and I think I need a birthday sign to put up on the fence at the front of the driveway.
Not too bad. Then, I just have to get all of that (and the high chair) to the party. Setting up shouldn't be too hard.
Oh, and I guess I need a birthday card and some wrapping paper . . . I keep adding things to the list.
Once again, I need a personal assistant who will work for free.
So, now I'm down to the balloon ribbon and possibly streamers . . .
And, when I go to pick up the cake I need:
1. Ice
2. Ice Cream
3. Pop
I also need to clean out our cooler and charge up the camcorder. Oh, and I think I need a birthday sign to put up on the fence at the front of the driveway.
Not too bad. Then, I just have to get all of that (and the high chair) to the party. Setting up shouldn't be too hard.
Oh, and I guess I need a birthday card and some wrapping paper . . . I keep adding things to the list.
Once again, I need a personal assistant who will work for free.
Monday, April 16, 2007
Wyatt's Horoscope for Today
Wyatt is a cusp baby . . . so depending on which source you choose, he is either an Aries or a Taurus, usually a Taurus.
So here's his horoscope today:
You may find yourself relaxing with refreshments mid-morning. (Ok, that's no big surprise)
Later today, you will be quite busy. (Doing what? Drooling?)
If you are looking for a job, you may think the Internet is the only way to achieve that goal. It may help, but there is nothing like knocking on a few doors, so-to-speak. If you are not looking for a job, a friend of yours may be looking. (Ok, I don't let him use the internet and his typing skills are sub-par at best. Although, he should probably start looking for a job NOW in this market.)
You will exert much effort into making everything work today. Your sense of direction is in high focus and many difficult issues will soon fall into place; you achieve a new understanding. (It takes a lot of effort for him to just stand up and take a few steps.)
Others may find you especially witty. (Nana always finds him witty)
It could be you take public transportation or you ride in an elevator every day; whatever the case, you are loved. (That whole sentence just sounds like a translation error)
Family, friends and strangers enjoy your company. (True)
Enjoy a walk this evening. (A walk? Does 5-6 steps count as a walk?)
So here's his horoscope today:
You may find yourself relaxing with refreshments mid-morning. (Ok, that's no big surprise)
Later today, you will be quite busy. (Doing what? Drooling?)
If you are looking for a job, you may think the Internet is the only way to achieve that goal. It may help, but there is nothing like knocking on a few doors, so-to-speak. If you are not looking for a job, a friend of yours may be looking. (Ok, I don't let him use the internet and his typing skills are sub-par at best. Although, he should probably start looking for a job NOW in this market.)
You will exert much effort into making everything work today. Your sense of direction is in high focus and many difficult issues will soon fall into place; you achieve a new understanding. (It takes a lot of effort for him to just stand up and take a few steps.)
Others may find you especially witty. (Nana always finds him witty)
It could be you take public transportation or you ride in an elevator every day; whatever the case, you are loved. (That whole sentence just sounds like a translation error)
Family, friends and strangers enjoy your company. (True)
Enjoy a walk this evening. (A walk? Does 5-6 steps count as a walk?)
The countdown begins . . . again
Friday I realized that one year ago had been Wyatt's actual due date. However, I think he has Mama's procrastination gene and didn't want to show up. I had planned for that . . .and so had the doctor and we had made an appointment for the 14th just in case I hadn't gone into labor. On the 14th, I didn't get to see my regular doctor and the one that I DID see said that he wanted to wait until I saw Dr. Eads next week before inducing. So, I went to the mall, went to the paint store and went home and painted the nursery . . . and was furious that I was going to continue to be pregnant.
So, the countdown begins again, but this time for Wyatt's birthday. I sent the invitations out over a week ago and did a quick head count on Friday to discover that more people had RSVP'd than I had bought supplies for. OOOPS! Apparently, we had invited about 50 people. I didn't realize that. I bought supplies for about 24 people. And, by my best guess, we should have 30-40 people coming. So, yesterday, I got online and ordered some extra supplies, just in case.
I also had a message on the voice mail Thursday to call the place I had ordered Wyatt's gifts from. They informed me that the big item that I had chosen (after weeks of deciding) was out of stock. However, the guy who called was wonderful and found a suitable replacement for me over the phone and even gave it to me at a slight discount for the inconvenience. That was so great of him. I was at the doctor's office and didn't have access to go thru the online catalog. When I explained what we were looking for and Wyatt's age, he took the time to find something for me. He said that it would ship the next day and go out UPS. We'll probably get it today or tomorrow I'm guess. I think the extra party supplies should be here Tuesday or Wednesday.
Saturday I called and changed our cake order to the next larger cake. I didn't want to cut tiny pieces or run out of cake. I guess we'll just have some cake left over. It's supposed to be 75 on Saturday, so it should be a beautiful day for this birthday. I wish I knew what it was like on the day he was born. But, I had already been in the hospital for 2 days and had no idea.
So, that leaves me with buying ice cream, ice, party favors and pop. I'd also like to find some green and yellow ribbon for the balloons to go with the theme, but I'll live with whatever I can find. So far, no luck.
I figure that I can pick up the ice, ice cream and pop when I pick up the cake. Scott said he would try to take Friday off to help get his parents' property ready for the party. I'm getting really excited. I can't believe it's almost here!
So, the countdown begins again, but this time for Wyatt's birthday. I sent the invitations out over a week ago and did a quick head count on Friday to discover that more people had RSVP'd than I had bought supplies for. OOOPS! Apparently, we had invited about 50 people. I didn't realize that. I bought supplies for about 24 people. And, by my best guess, we should have 30-40 people coming. So, yesterday, I got online and ordered some extra supplies, just in case.
I also had a message on the voice mail Thursday to call the place I had ordered Wyatt's gifts from. They informed me that the big item that I had chosen (after weeks of deciding) was out of stock. However, the guy who called was wonderful and found a suitable replacement for me over the phone and even gave it to me at a slight discount for the inconvenience. That was so great of him. I was at the doctor's office and didn't have access to go thru the online catalog. When I explained what we were looking for and Wyatt's age, he took the time to find something for me. He said that it would ship the next day and go out UPS. We'll probably get it today or tomorrow I'm guess. I think the extra party supplies should be here Tuesday or Wednesday.
Saturday I called and changed our cake order to the next larger cake. I didn't want to cut tiny pieces or run out of cake. I guess we'll just have some cake left over. It's supposed to be 75 on Saturday, so it should be a beautiful day for this birthday. I wish I knew what it was like on the day he was born. But, I had already been in the hospital for 2 days and had no idea.
So, that leaves me with buying ice cream, ice, party favors and pop. I'd also like to find some green and yellow ribbon for the balloons to go with the theme, but I'll live with whatever I can find. So far, no luck.
I figure that I can pick up the ice, ice cream and pop when I pick up the cake. Scott said he would try to take Friday off to help get his parents' property ready for the party. I'm getting really excited. I can't believe it's almost here!
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