That title up there....biggest understatement of the century. To say I don't like spiders is to say that the world is kinda big. Mega understatement.
And don't even try to logic me out of it. I know I'm bigger. Doesn't matter. I only have two legs. Many people find my outrageous fear of spiders to be completely irrational. Myself included. But honestly....I just shivered because I'm totally creeped out by even the idea of a spider.
And now I have two little girls that I'm trying really, really hard to not pass on my irrational fear. Being the grown up, blah blah blah. This pretty much sets up the scene for this morning.
Babs was the first one to catch sight of the giant monster on our kitchen ceiling. She has her Mama's gift for spotting them in any situation. It's not really a gift though. Ignorance can be bliss. I got a little closer to see what I was dealing with. I did not like what I saw. Not at all. It was HUGE. Not like Amazon huge, but big. And black. And hairy. With a white spot on it's back. I didn't take a picture because, HELLO, I do NOT want a picture of a nasty spider on my phone or camera. Ever.
Since it was on the ceiling and I didn't want it wondering throughout the house, we decided our best plan of attack was the vacuum. We have a canister vacuum with a nice long extension hose. Not long enough in my opinion, but long. So I pulled on my big girl panties and climbed up on a kitchen chair so I could reach it. Babs turned on the vacuum.
And every time I got near enough to the spider to vacuum it up I screamed like a little girl.
And then it crawled in the corner where I couldn't reach it so I climbed back down and turned off the vacuum. Babs gave me a pep talk and told me that I just needed to keep telling myself I could do it and then I'd be able to do it.
The spider crawled back in to the strike zone and there were no more excuses. I adjusted my big girl panties, pulled on my kitchen gloves and grabbed the vacuum again. I may have been screaming the entire time and dropped the vacuum as soon as it sucked up the nasty monster. And I just shivered again recalling that lovely moment.
Babs told me I did a good job and that we make a great team. I'm really hoping I haven't scarred her for life.
I really don't like spiders.
Friday, April 26, 2013
Monday, April 8, 2013
Pet Peeve of the Day
I think I'm pretty typical in having a pet peeve or two....or maybe 50. But today's pet peeve is of a grammatical nature.
I may be an old prude, but the misuse of exclamation points drives me batty.
OH EM GEE I'm so sad!!!!
That's the saddest thing to ever happen!!!!
I'm so depressed!!!!
Seriously people. The lack of a proper grammatical education in this country is disheartening.
I can't even bring myself to talk about your and you're. And then there is there, their and they're.
But my biggest pet peeve of the day is definitely taxes. I'm doing our taxes today and they are NOT playing nicely.
Grumble, grumble, grumble....
Or should I say, grumble, grumble, grumble!!!!
I may be an old prude, but the misuse of exclamation points drives me batty.
OH EM GEE I'm so sad!!!!
That's the saddest thing to ever happen!!!!
I'm so depressed!!!!
Seriously people. The lack of a proper grammatical education in this country is disheartening.
I can't even bring myself to talk about your and you're. And then there is there, their and they're.
But my biggest pet peeve of the day is definitely taxes. I'm doing our taxes today and they are NOT playing nicely.
Grumble, grumble, grumble....
Or should I say, grumble, grumble, grumble!!!!
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random
Thursday, April 4, 2013
A Fly On The Wall
I've always wanted to be a fly on the wall. See what other peoples lives are really like, instead of the life as it appears to be. The good, the bad, the ugly....mostly good I hope. Although we all have our "what in the name of all that is holy" moments. That's when my family knows I am teetering on the edge and they quickly re-evaluate their current behaviors and immediately make the necessary modifications.
Which gets me to thinking.....what would a fly on my wall see? And would that fly share it on my blog?
Of course she would. (Our fly is a girl)
I now present to you 30 minutes of my life from an evening this week. No gory details will be left out and all names have already been changed. While every 30 minute block of time does not include these same events, it's a fairly accurate representation of every 30 minute block of my day.
It's after a later than planned dinner and the girls have already been sent to get in jammies and brush their teeth. I'm sitting in the kitchen and decide that this is the perfect night to spend in my jammies so I head down the hall to slip into something a little more comfortable.
As I'm leaving the kitchen, I realize my girls are all ready for bed, and wrestling in the front room, but have not gotten the official instructions to progress to the book time portion of the evening. Well, I took care of that pretty quick. A girl needs her beauty sleep.
As I'm walking down the hall to their room to set their book time timer, I see the dirty laundry (bed linens) on the hallway floor anxiously waiting to be washed. I did manage to set their timer before heading to the laundry room, having remembered that the load of laundry I had started earlier in the day was also waiting anxiously for my attention.
After hanging up a variety of pink and ruffly delicates belonging to the girls, I figured that since I was there I might as well put another load of laundry in to wash. Throughout my laundry escapades Babs had decided to join me and started matching socks.
Once I was done with the laundry room, I headed to my room to change into pajamas of course. As I went to close the draperies (I cannot type drapes because it was drilled into my brain in college that it is draperies and not drapes) and happened to see a bird in the tree. It was dusk and I couldn't tell if it was a blue bird or a robin. I love blue birds. And of course I just had to know if this was a blue bird. CG obliged me by handing my a pair of binoculars and we discussed the potential for being labeled creepy if people were to see us looking out the window with our binoculars.
The book timer goes off!!! It's time to tuck those cute girls in bed, which is an event in and of itself. Pillows and blankets and various comfort items are properly positioned and all the last minute, ultra important things that need discussing are brought up with the ultimate determination to postpone the inevitable....bed time.
And when all was said and done, CG looks at me and says, "I thought you were going to put your pajamas on".
Which gets me to thinking.....what would a fly on my wall see? And would that fly share it on my blog?
Of course she would. (Our fly is a girl)
I now present to you 30 minutes of my life from an evening this week. No gory details will be left out and all names have already been changed. While every 30 minute block of time does not include these same events, it's a fairly accurate representation of every 30 minute block of my day.
It's after a later than planned dinner and the girls have already been sent to get in jammies and brush their teeth. I'm sitting in the kitchen and decide that this is the perfect night to spend in my jammies so I head down the hall to slip into something a little more comfortable.
As I'm leaving the kitchen, I realize my girls are all ready for bed, and wrestling in the front room, but have not gotten the official instructions to progress to the book time portion of the evening. Well, I took care of that pretty quick. A girl needs her beauty sleep.
As I'm walking down the hall to their room to set their book time timer, I see the dirty laundry (bed linens) on the hallway floor anxiously waiting to be washed. I did manage to set their timer before heading to the laundry room, having remembered that the load of laundry I had started earlier in the day was also waiting anxiously for my attention.
After hanging up a variety of pink and ruffly delicates belonging to the girls, I figured that since I was there I might as well put another load of laundry in to wash. Throughout my laundry escapades Babs had decided to join me and started matching socks.
Once I was done with the laundry room, I headed to my room to change into pajamas of course. As I went to close the draperies (I cannot type drapes because it was drilled into my brain in college that it is draperies and not drapes) and happened to see a bird in the tree. It was dusk and I couldn't tell if it was a blue bird or a robin. I love blue birds. And of course I just had to know if this was a blue bird. CG obliged me by handing my a pair of binoculars and we discussed the potential for being labeled creepy if people were to see us looking out the window with our binoculars.
The book timer goes off!!! It's time to tuck those cute girls in bed, which is an event in and of itself. Pillows and blankets and various comfort items are properly positioned and all the last minute, ultra important things that need discussing are brought up with the ultimate determination to postpone the inevitable....bed time.
And when all was said and done, CG looks at me and says, "I thought you were going to put your pajamas on".
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day in the life
Tuesday, April 2, 2013
Easter 2013...At A Glance
The Easter Bunny Delivered!
Mom made a quiche for breakfast. BEFORE 9 am church.
Bonus Mommy Points.
Dexter enjoying the excitement of emptying the Easter baskets.
Or tolerating it.
Easter Egg Toes
My babies.
I just cannot get over their cuteness.
Deviled eggs for lunch, of course.
Easter Egg Hunt at Grandma & Papa Van's house.
This year's attempt at a family picture. Not too shabby.
Needless to say, after all that holiday excitement, the girls fell asleep in about five minutes. Which is completely understandable when you realize that they started asking for their Easter baskets around 3 am. And every 15 minutes or so until I begged them to stop around 6 am. Clearly it is time to establish some holiday waking rules.
Labels:
family fun,
holidays,
pictures
Monday, April 1, 2013
Glimpes of Spring Break
We started off the week with a little family coloring on Sunday, thanks to Todays Mama for the printable.
First official day of spring break was the pajama movie party. Stay in pajamas all day and watch movies?
Yes, please!
Made some flesh eating sugar cookies. Wish I had gotten a pic of the vengeful bunny.
Visited the Lego Exhibit....more on that later.
Found a cool piano and took a picture.
And no week is complete without a homemade pizza and movie. (Hop, of course)
Thanks to my sister in law, we got to take the girls to the Lollipops concert at Abravanel Hall.
(Again...more to come...)
This year's egg coloring was brought to you by Sharpie Markers. The girls had a great time and it didn't require the same level of supervision the liquid dye does.
And then came Easter. But that gets a post all it's own....
Labels:
day in the life,
family fun,
vacation
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