Although it is much more efficient to unwind the hose and spray all the pots and plants, I have found some particular comfort in the watering can. Fill, empty, fill, empty, fill again. It is a process that requires one to stand still for more than ten seconds. It also has turned a chore into something more contemplative and peaceful-something that I appreciate after a busy and stressful school year and more changes in store for next fall. I feel truly drained and empty – looking for a way to recharge my creative spirit. Watering each pot, one by one, allows me to really look at the flowers and reminds me to stop, think, and be grateful for each blessing, large and small.
Tucked into a little mall in Omaha. Le Quartier Bakery and chocolate almond croissants!!!
Image Retrieved from cafemom.com
Never a fan of hoky apps and electronic games, I am absolutely hooked on playing with Maukie – The Virtual Cat. It is a gadget available for your Google homepage. He purrs, he meows, he plays, and he twitches his ears as you move the cursor around the image. COOL!!!!! He also bears a striking resemblence to the main man in our household. Vivaldi is not impressed – but little impresses him. (Oh-except for the cotton ball that he chased, mauled and shredded on the carpet this morning AND my very expensive floor rug that he is bent on destroying by ripping tuft out of it.)
Incidentally, I have two projects to work on and some critical house cleaning to be done on this day home with a sick one – but I am playing with Maukie…but I look busy.
I seriously never thought I would admit that I could curl up with anything
other than a book – especially on a bad day. However, I must admit that I have caught Kindle fever. I have the app on my Blackberry and LOVE the idea of reading whatever I am in the mood for when I have a few minutes. I have downloaded a bizzilion free classics and some of my all time favorite titles. I also love the sample feature – download the first chapter for free.
Well – my sweetheart husband bought “his girls” a Kindle for Valentine’s day. The whole sharing thing was working out pretty well until……. A pushed the technology envelope and took it to school for reading days. (Keep in mind Dad is the principal and treading lightly in the rapidy changing technology current.) His reasoning for the additional purchase is well founded. It goes something like this.
1. A received an iPod Touch for Christmas two years ago.
2. H asked for an iPod shuffle (the most recent version was a stupid design anyway)and was pretty miffed when she realized she should have asked for the Touch.
3. Same Christmas, Dad bought Mom a Touch because he is just a great guy.
4. A few months ago, A took Mom’s T0uch because it has more memory and H inherited A’s Touch and is now happy – thus we are all happy.
5. Mom somehow lost out on the deal (inheriting the old Nano) and Dad is at the bottom of the technology totem pole with a historic original iPod Shuffle.
Well, I think he felt sorry for me since whenever I wanted to use my old Touch or the Kindle it was either absent or in need of a battery charge.
As a librarian, do I think the Kindle will replace a good bound book with paper pages – um, no. But I do think the Kindle is another awesome tool to spark the reading interest in our struggling readers – And, it’s just cool!!!
I generally try to keep my blogging in a positive vein….but I just have to comment on a recent change in the retail environment. In our area, the local Walmart is being renovated. Currently, the crackers are located by the cat food both of which were moved to where the towels used to be and are now located in the garden center. The shoes are in three separate areas and good luck finding the chocolate syrup. Actually, I was in need of a yellow and red pepper and a zuchinni. Unfortunately, the only produce available were apples, lettuce, and some potatoes…oh and boxes and boxes of bananas. A sign stated we could ask for produce, but since the employees were arguing about something, we chose to forgo that option.
Since I am pretty easily confused anyway, this was a major catastrophe in terms of errand completion. I count on routine and the permanent location of the crackers by the juice. So – just a note – if your Walmart falls victim what appears to be a corporate upgrade, allow for extra time, wear running shoes, or avoid the location entirely until the smoke clears.
Have a great day!
This is what nineteen inches of snow looks like
Christmas came and went this year, somewhat disguised in a blur of blinding snow. Like most people, we spent the holiday at home and with no possibility of going anywhere else. With all the craziness of the holiday season, I think this was the Good Lord’s way of reminding us what does really matter. We spent three days in our pajamas, playing games and watching movies. When the skies finally cleared, we still had to wait for heavy equipment to dig us out. Thankfully, we had power throughout and plenty of provisions since Christmas dinner was supposed to be at our home.
Not sure what 2009 was on the Chinese calendar, but here it was the year of the sock monkey. There seemed to be a sock monkey explosion at our house with monkeys, pajamas and slippers. We made several of our new friends and purchased a couple. Santa brought a lifesize monkey on Christmas morning. His name is George Finkelmeier and is already the star of several videos that are still in the editing process. He also surved an attack by the dog and the gash on his leg is healing nicely. We discovered that Fox River socks also come in blue – so we had to add a blue monkey (Max) to our family.
Sock Monkey Christmas
Another blue monkey went to one of the little girls – and she promptly named it Sally. A rainbow monkey was created from the crazy socks worn during basketball last season because someone just couldn’t part with them. “A” has collected a few other pairs of crazy socks to create additional members of the gang. Dad is a little concerned about all the monkey business going on -but a little harmless fun is always in order.
H and I are sifting through the Sunday paper in a fog of fatigue and fever induced confusion. She’s wondering why the comics are only in color on Sunday. No idea. Three nights of little sleep and fever watch have left me in a state of dazed confusion. Made a trip to the local Wal-Mart on Friday PM to stock up on Children’s Motrin and Tylenol – shelves were empty. Two stores later – we finally had a new supply. Kind of creepy and quite unsettling. Couldn’t wait to get back home and maybe not leave again for awhile. They are not kidding when they say to expect a fever of 102+. Finally, turning a corner today.
Vivaldi Takes Considers a New Perspective
Vivaldi has abandoned his post at the end of the hall and spent time monitoring sleep and fevers with me. He slept with A for awhile and sat on H’s floor to watch her sleep. They have an understanding – he doesn’t sleep in her bed – and she doesn’t kick him off the bed. He finally sacked out in our bed – finding that I probably needed the moral support. Aside from his medical montoring activities, he’s taken an interest in peering over the banister and slapping unsuspecting individuals coming up the stairs.
We are not sure what he’s looking at – but he seems deep in thought about something. We’ve all looked over the banister to see if there is really something to look at – nothing out of the ordinary – except that the carpet on the steps desperately needs cleaning. I don’t think he’s worrying about that.