That's not how I remember it.
Last week I was happily driving with Jacob clapping along to kiddie tunes coming from the CD player. He was having a grand old time and I was getting a kick out of him enjoying himself that I almost missed it. It nearly slipped by me. I had to start the song over to hear if I'd heard it right the first time.
This wasn't how I remembered it. Did I have it right? Did my parents teach me some twisted version of "Three Blind Mice"? I remember it as "They all went after the farmer's wife, she cut off their tails with a carving knife, have you ever seen such a horrible sight as three blind mice?" Sure enough, that version is dead. No longer acceptable. Too horrific for children. It's gone PC. *gasp*
Now the song goes "They all went after the farmer's wife, she cut them some cheese with a carving knife".
I'm all for protecting children from violence on TV and movies and not exposing them to graphic violence when they are too young but is this really necessary? Do they really need to be protected from nursery rhymes? Dear Lord. I just don't think it's necessary to go that far. I guess a lot has changed in 30 years.
Guess I now have to learn a whole new set of lyrics because daycare and school sure as heck won't be teaching him the "classics" as I know them. *sigh*
Tuesday, May 31, 2005
Friday, May 27, 2005
Thank you sir, may I have another
I sat in Jacob's room tonight giving him his last bottle of the day and as he slowly drifted off to sleep it reminded me so much of the days where I would contently nurse him to sleep. It pulled at my heart strings because I realized what a wonderful gift I've been given and how I truly would someday want to share that gift with another child. Although I'm savoring every moment with Jacob I guess my body and my heart are starting to tell me that in the not too distant future I'm ready for another blessing.
I look forward to that day.
I look forward to that day.
Mr. Sandman, bring me a dream....
I don't know what is up with me lately but over the last week I've had 3 vivid dreams. Ones that I remember upon waking and can still recall later that day and beyond. This rarely happens to me. If I do have a dream I remember, it's once every 6 months if that.
One of the dreams struck me as really odd and unsettling because it was sooooo vivid. I remember being in the bathroom staring at a home pregnancy test that said I was pregnant. Very odd since at this point I'm on birth control and even odder still because my husband had a dream that I was pregnant the exact same night!!
Another dream a few nights later was rather steamy and involved one of my fantasy men. You know, one of those men you have on a list of people you'd have sex with if there were no repercussions with your spouse/significant other. In this case it was Keifer Sutherland. Wow, what a steamy dream. I don't recall the exact details but we were both involved in some sort of intrigue and were expecting to part ways. Of course that led to one hell of a send off. LOL
Last night was riddled with many dreams or one dream with many weird tangents. I remember sitting in bed this morning going over all the parts thinking "I need to remember this" but alas I forgot. Still, it was vivid enough for me to remember them when I awoke.
They say dreams have meanings and tie into your subconcious. Maybe I should look into that. See what my mind or body or spirit is trying to tell me. In the meantime, I think it's time to start writing these dreams down when I wake up.
Happy dreaming.
One of the dreams struck me as really odd and unsettling because it was sooooo vivid. I remember being in the bathroom staring at a home pregnancy test that said I was pregnant. Very odd since at this point I'm on birth control and even odder still because my husband had a dream that I was pregnant the exact same night!!
Another dream a few nights later was rather steamy and involved one of my fantasy men. You know, one of those men you have on a list of people you'd have sex with if there were no repercussions with your spouse/significant other. In this case it was Keifer Sutherland. Wow, what a steamy dream. I don't recall the exact details but we were both involved in some sort of intrigue and were expecting to part ways. Of course that led to one hell of a send off. LOL
Last night was riddled with many dreams or one dream with many weird tangents. I remember sitting in bed this morning going over all the parts thinking "I need to remember this" but alas I forgot. Still, it was vivid enough for me to remember them when I awoke.
They say dreams have meanings and tie into your subconcious. Maybe I should look into that. See what my mind or body or spirit is trying to tell me. In the meantime, I think it's time to start writing these dreams down when I wake up.
Happy dreaming.
Saturday, May 07, 2005
The Difference Between Men and Women
Yesterday my husband had a rare day off. He finally decided to take one of his many days of accrued vacation and get some things done he'd been meaning to get to.
Usually when a woman has time at home she'll do laundry, clean, grocery shop, organize things and do other household things. At least, that's what I do.
My husband? What did he do during his day off? He installed a remote kit in his car for his iPod.
The male and female definitely do not operate in the same fashion.
Usually when a woman has time at home she'll do laundry, clean, grocery shop, organize things and do other household things. At least, that's what I do.
My husband? What did he do during his day off? He installed a remote kit in his car for his iPod.
The male and female definitely do not operate in the same fashion.
The Great Gate Saga
Since my son has been walking for several months you'd think we'd have the house 100% baby proofed by now. WRONG. Yeah, yeah. I know. Bad parenting. Fifty lashes with the wet noodle for us.
Anyway, after having a heart attack every time my sone ran out of his room or ours I decided that was it and to take the installation of the gate at the top of the stairs into my own hands. No big deal, right? I had the time at home, why not try installing it? The other ones only took an hour. Surely I could handle it.
HA! Little did I know it would take 2 days, a total of 4 hours, 1 cut, 1 trip to Toys R Us and 2 different gates in order to get it done. Everything that possibily could go wrong, did.
The holes drilled into the sheet rock revealed the stud was too deep in the wall for the screws to drive into. The wall anchors I decided to use to remedy that were too long and bent while being nailed in so I had to cut length off the anchors. After the brackets were finally attached to the wall and the gate attached to the bracket a major problem was revealed in trying to install the locking mechanism on the banister. I needed 2 inches above the gate to install the lock and didn't have it. Thinking I could rig something, I fiddled for close to a 1/2 hour for a solution only to have one bracket rip from the wall, wall anchors and everything and go tumbling down the stairs. In the process it somehow made the gate take a chunk out of my thumb. So much for that gate install.
Off to Toys R Us I went. There had to be a gate easier to install. Found it and decided to tackle it the next day. I wasn't having any more of this after 2 1/2 hours already!
Attempt #2 went much better but it wasn't a breeze. New holes had to be drilled and of course, the stud in the wall isn't plumb so one set of holes went into the studs while the others didn't. Had to re-drill one set of holes. At least that was the only issue and that gate went up in less than an hour.
Eureaka!!! Finally!!! Done!!!
Maybe there was a reason we hadn't installed the gate before now. Maybe some higher power or force was telling us "you don't want to bother since it'll be more than a hassle"? Who knows.
At least I've decovered I'm a DIY Diva. I think I need my own toolbelt now. Oh, and I AM NOT installing the next gate by myself!!!
Anyway, after having a heart attack every time my sone ran out of his room or ours I decided that was it and to take the installation of the gate at the top of the stairs into my own hands. No big deal, right? I had the time at home, why not try installing it? The other ones only took an hour. Surely I could handle it.
HA! Little did I know it would take 2 days, a total of 4 hours, 1 cut, 1 trip to Toys R Us and 2 different gates in order to get it done. Everything that possibily could go wrong, did.
The holes drilled into the sheet rock revealed the stud was too deep in the wall for the screws to drive into. The wall anchors I decided to use to remedy that were too long and bent while being nailed in so I had to cut length off the anchors. After the brackets were finally attached to the wall and the gate attached to the bracket a major problem was revealed in trying to install the locking mechanism on the banister. I needed 2 inches above the gate to install the lock and didn't have it. Thinking I could rig something, I fiddled for close to a 1/2 hour for a solution only to have one bracket rip from the wall, wall anchors and everything and go tumbling down the stairs. In the process it somehow made the gate take a chunk out of my thumb. So much for that gate install.
Off to Toys R Us I went. There had to be a gate easier to install. Found it and decided to tackle it the next day. I wasn't having any more of this after 2 1/2 hours already!
Attempt #2 went much better but it wasn't a breeze. New holes had to be drilled and of course, the stud in the wall isn't plumb so one set of holes went into the studs while the others didn't. Had to re-drill one set of holes. At least that was the only issue and that gate went up in less than an hour.
Eureaka!!! Finally!!! Done!!!
Maybe there was a reason we hadn't installed the gate before now. Maybe some higher power or force was telling us "you don't want to bother since it'll be more than a hassle"? Who knows.
At least I've decovered I'm a DIY Diva. I think I need my own toolbelt now. Oh, and I AM NOT installing the next gate by myself!!!
Tuesday, May 03, 2005
I could be an aunt one day?
I spent a nice afternoon with my sister yesterday. A nice one bonding about girl things. Clothes, decorating houses, gardening and motherhood. Whoa! Did I just say that last one? Yes, it's true. My sister and her husband are trying for their first child.
When I think of it, it feels so natural and so bizarre at the same time. It seems natural to be to become an aunt who has a niece or nephew to spoil and a deeper bond with my sister because of it. It seems natural to be someone's aunt, a trusted friend and ally. At the same time it can't be real. My sister is 3 years younger than me and to me she sometimes still is the baby sister who annoyed the hell out of me and wouldn't give back clothes and jewellry she "borrowed". How can she want a baby? She's so young? Then again, I do the math and realize she is the same age I was when I got pregnant with my son. Is that really true? So, I guess it isn't that far fetched after all.
Just call me Aunt Nicole.
When I think of it, it feels so natural and so bizarre at the same time. It seems natural to be to become an aunt who has a niece or nephew to spoil and a deeper bond with my sister because of it. It seems natural to be someone's aunt, a trusted friend and ally. At the same time it can't be real. My sister is 3 years younger than me and to me she sometimes still is the baby sister who annoyed the hell out of me and wouldn't give back clothes and jewellry she "borrowed". How can she want a baby? She's so young? Then again, I do the math and realize she is the same age I was when I got pregnant with my son. Is that really true? So, I guess it isn't that far fetched after all.
Just call me Aunt Nicole.
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