Sunday, February 27, 2011

Perfect Pairings - Job 4:4

Yet another birthday remnant from Michael's party.
Happy Sunday y'all!

Your words have supported those who stumbled; you have strengthened faltering knees.

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Thursday, February 24, 2011

I hate horses. I'm sorry. It's true.

When a family member dies, the pictures you have of them become more valuable than gold.  You probably  know this.  
It turns out, my sister has a lot of pictures that I have never seen -- like this one.
That's my dad.  That black ink spot is actually our dog.
You see where I get my olive complexion now right?
I swear... he really is my dad.

But this is my new favorite picture.
Do you see how happy they are?
That's my folks.  Adorable, huh?
This picture brings all sorts of warm and fuzzy feelings to my heart.  

Know what doesn't?
This picture my sister posted on Facebook.
I was probably 6 or 7 when this was taken out at my great-grandparent's farm.  Good ole Popeye.  He was a good horse.  When Popeye passed away, so did my love of horses.

Terri thought she was hysterical when she posted proof that "Jonni does ride horses."
After Popeye died, we had to ride my Aunt Opal's Smokey Joe.  No one rode Smokey Joe except for us - once or twice a year.  Know what happens to a horse who never gets ridden?  They go wild.

When I was nine years old, they put me on Smokey Joe with my Aunt Lori (who is barely older than me).  I was sitting behind the saddle hanging on to my aunt while she got the horse running.  She was laughing and laughing and I was about to fall off Smokey Joe's rear end when he jumped up in the air and ejected us from his back.  

My mom says I should have been put back on the horse at that very moment.  I disagree.  My Great Aunt Opal was a rancher and therefore horse-savvy.  She didn't think I should be on Smokey Joe at that moment.

I've only been bucked from a horse one time, and yet - every horse I've been around since then eyes me with suspicion and takes off running the second I get on.  I wish I were kidding.  I've even held on while another tried to buck me off.  That was the horse I was promised would be extremely gentle and hates to run.  Yeah?  Well... he just did both.

I'm done.  Sorry horse lovers but I really hate your favorite animal.  They aren't nice to me.  Any animal who senses fear and takes advantage of it is a beast in my book.

I don't ride horses.  Anymore.
Don't even think of trying to change my mind.

Wednesday, February 23, 2011

Wordless Wednesday - Family Ski Trip

1977 maybe?
My friend Pat posted this on Facebook yesterday.  My mom and sister are in the green.  My dad is in the red and black.  I'm in the rainbow outfit on the left. (red and yellow with a bit of blue).  I think I was five at the time.
Take lots of pictures, folks.  You never know when your chance will be gone.  My dad passed away about four years later on the way home from a ski trip.

As my family prepares for our own ski trip, I think back on all of these memories.

Those were the days...

Monday, February 21, 2011

MckLinky Monday - Fun Places to Visit (Close to Home)

I know I've blogged this one before, but I guess it deserves another mention.  
Today at the RHOK, Mrs. Montgomery wants us to tell a fun place to visit just a couple hours away from home.

To be real honest, I don't get so excited about most places within two hours of my home.  Sure, there are lots of great things about Tulsa, but... exciting?  Not to me.  I think it is the Texan in me revolting.  I know it is wrong and that Tulsa is my home, but... I can't explain it.  My heart is still in Fort Worth.

I will say, that it was really fun to spend a day at the Science Museum of Oklahoma City this past October.  I probably could come up with a lot of fun ideas for places to visit within a few hours of home, but as a former educator and lover of science - this is my pick.  
The last time I had been was when I taught school - a fifth grade field trip.
Boy oh boy has it ever changed.
It was fun before, but now - it was AMAZING.
Children participate in hands-on science activities.
There are more than you could possibly do in a full day's visit.
Believe me... we tried.
Young detectives could solve a murder by listening to the clues at each station.
Jacob's imagination is so active, that he wasn't able to get past the first scene.
We didn't solve the murder because we ran out of time.
We wanted to see...
Yep.
The Science show.  This here is the whole reason to go.  Kids of all ages (yes, that includes the parents) will be completely entertained.  
My kids were certain it would be totally boring.
I love it when they're wrong.
And I'm right.
If you go, I want to mention that the movies were a waste of our time and money.  Who knew?
My mom and I loved it, but my kids didn't want to go.  I just knew this would be another great I-told-you-so moment.
I hate it when I'm wrong.
And they are right.
They thought the movie was a total drag.  My mom and I enjoyed it but could have lived without it.  It was completely ruined by the "when is it over" soundtrack that was on a 2 minute loop.

Take your kids and plan to spend the whole day there.
I recommend that you have a 1:1 ratio with parents:children.  My kids like to wander off and I don't believe in taking chances.  If your kids aren't prone to wandering then you might be okay.  At least designate a meeting point in case you get separated or discuss how you want them to handle it.  My mom was with me this day and it made for a more relaxing, fun time.

Do NOT -- I repeat... DO NOT eat the food there.  It's not worth it.  The cafe is slow, tasteless, pricey and filthy.  Get a bag of popcorn by the movies but stay far, far away from the cafe.  I know you are thinking, "How can they mess up a salad?"  Trust me, even if the salad tastes good to you it will be ruined by the place you have to sit and eat it.  They don't bus the tables.

If you have kids and live within a couple of hours of Oklahoma City then you really need to go to the Science Museum.  There is nothing better than watching your kids discover the wonders of science and getting excited about learning.  The best part is that they think they are just playing!  Of course, that's why I love science better than any other school subject.  When it is taught properly, it is riveting.

So, tell us... what's the best place to visit within a few hours from YOUR home?
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Sunday, February 20, 2011

Perfect Pairings - Gifts

Looking back through photos I haven't posted, I discovered some leftovers from Michael's birthday.
What better for a Perfect Pairing?
So if you sinful people know how to give good gifts to your children, how much more will your heavenly Father give good gifts to those who ask him.
~ Matthew 7:11
Raking in the cash because no one knew what to buy him.

Many curry favor with a ruler,
   and everyone is the friend of one who gives gifts.
~Proverbs 19:6
A gift opens the way
   and ushers the giver into the presence of the great.
~Proverbs 18:16


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Friday, February 18, 2011

What Up & Stuff

Wonder how I'm doing? You know you are. Here is what I've learned from shoulder surgery recently and a few little extras in here for you as well.
This promises to be a totally exciting post.

  • Always ask specifics.  When I started Physical Therapy, I was told to do my exercises 4-5 times a day.  By week three, I decided to buckle down and make sure I got all five times done.  I was awesome.  I began to hurt all day and all night, but I thought that was just "breaking through the pain" in therapy.  Ha.  The new exercises they gave me were for two times a day.  TWO.  The frequency of my exercising was actually causing inflammation and set me back a bit.  Drat.
  • Five weeks.  This is the amount of time that had to pass since shoulder surgery before I could wash my own hair and shower completely alone.  Would you believe that the Doc is just as happy about my newfound freedom in bathing as I am?  He hated washing my hair, but my chest has never been cleaner.  Hardy har har har.
  • They don't listen.  It doesn't matter how many times you say, "I can't.  I just had shoulder surgery."  - there are still people out there who think you will be miraculously better in, say... 3 days.  Someone just asked me to put together goody bags for their project.  It isn't going to happen, genius.
  • Pain pills.  I'm still on them.  I'm still on them every four hours.  I really wish a certain someone in my life would give me a break about it, too.  My doctor thinks this is how it should be so lay off and leave me alone about it.  There is only one person who is stressing me out about it but I'll let you guess who.  And did you know hydrocodone can cause migraines?  I do now.
  • Parents.  Couldn't have done this without them.  Doc's folks have taken care of transportation to and from school for Michael.  I think this has been especially good for my MIL and Michael.  She's getting to see even more of his funny and sweet side these days - a rarity for a 12 year old tweenage boy.  My folks have driven me to and from therapy and the occasional grocery store stop.
  • Meals.  I'm so glad I finally caved and agreed to let someone set up a meal list for us.  I would be putting a frozen piece of chicken on a pan in the oven every night because of my inability to use my right arm.  We have the most amazing friends who have been providing us with meals three days a week.  The leftovers have given me some wonderful lunches as well.  If you are not familiar with Food Tidings, it is the most amazing way to set up meals for a family.  This has been a lifesaver for us!
  • Thank You notes.  When you can't write, it's impossible to send a thank you note?  Not so.  Let me introduce you to Paperless Post.  Let's face it, Doc isn't going to write them for me.  It has been the perfect way to thank all of the families and friends who have helped me out.
  • Michael.  I'm amazed by how this kiddo has been in the caretaking department.  I love him, but who knew that he could be so nurturing?  He has always been sweet but never the serving type.  Michael is the most awesome ice bag filler in this family - and yes, there is a skill to it.  The best part of it is that he doesn't even wait until I ask for it.  He sees an empty ice bag?  He fills it and brings it over with a smile and a hug.  Awwwww.
  • Jacob.  This one is a little young to understand what I'm going through but he has loved the fact that I sit around more lately.  While he isn't cuddly with most people, he loves to cuddle with me.  Jacob has spent many hours cuddled on my lap watching TV and keeping me company.  Yesterday for his class party, his teacher told me that he stood up and warned his classmates about my sling and to NOT touch my arm because it would hurt me.  I love that he tried to protect me.
  • Doc.  He's done much better than I thought he would and has been overwhelmed with taking over many of the things I usually do.  Let's just say that we are all glad he is a Doc and not a nurse, though -- k?
  • Land of Fluff.  Amy gets her own personal shout out.  She picked me up from therapy and took me shopping (including helping me get jeans on and off) and lunch.  I've missed her and had so much fun just hanging out.  Thanks Amy!  You're the best!!
  • Valentine's treats.  No more worrying about extra weight gain due to chocolates and cakes over here.  Snicker took care of that personally just this morning.  The Dood and I heard noise in the kitchen at 6:45a and went to investigate.  Snicker was having his own personal party.  He ate banana bread (along with some of the foil it was wrapped in), a bag of rolls, and 2 entire cakes.  I got there just in time to save Jacob's Valentine's bag and my box of chocolates.  I've never wanted to hurt a dog more that in that moment.  If he craps or barfs on my floor he's a goner.
Today I went to the surgeon and my shoulder is doing well!  He also gave me some new prescriptions to help with pain that will help me get off of the pain pills (at my own request).  Yahoo!  Maybe I will be able to drive soon.  Wouldn't that be something?

Happy Friday!
Happy weekend!!

Thursday, February 17, 2011

I do not have the fever, in case you are wondering.

The boys and I watched only one 5 minute blip of the Grammy's on Sunday night.  Lucky us that it was during Beebs performance.  It was a cluster(you-know-what) of weirdness to me but Jacob seemed impressed.  Michael - not so much.

Sick and wrong in so many ways... but it totally makes me laugh.

Enjoy.

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Tuesday, February 15, 2011

What do Michael Jackson and Moobs Have In Common?

This video has it all, but the moobs are the best part.
These men are my idols.  I hope to be half as cool as them when I'm hanging out in the nursing home.

Monday, February 14, 2011

MckLinky Monday - Valentine's Edition

Today over at The RHOK, Mrs. Bundy wants us to share how we celebrate Valentine's Day.
I have to say, Valentine's Day is not my thing.  You may or may not have figured out that I'm not the romantic type.  Doc thinks he is, but... what does he know?

This year, Valentine's Day will be less spectacular than usual.  The snow storm shut down Doc's office and we are spending nada until he gets caught up.  The shoulder has hurt extra bad and my energy level is nil.  I'm still not even able to drive.  Gifts?  They aren't happening.  This year's highlights will be whatever I can buy at the drugstore on the way home from therapy Monday morning.  My mom/chauffeur will hopefully be able to accommodate that one for me.

Don't feel sorry for me.  We don't usually make a big deal out of this day anyway.  We love each other and usually buy a funny card.  We try to go out to dinner for a date sometime around Valentine's Day but we avoid the crowds on February 14th.

I never dated anyone seriously before the Doc, so I don't have any funny Valentine stories to tell from way back when.  I do remember my first Valentine's Day with the Doc, though.  If you didn't know this one thing about me, it is important to know: I ran from committed relationships.  The second things looked like they might get serious, I ran.  Doc was the only one ever able to break through this comfort barrier with me.  I loved dating, it was the trust part that came with the serious side of it that I couldn't emotionally handle.

Doc and I had only been dating a couple of weeks before our first Valentine's day together.  He took me to dinner at a real restaurant, a rarity for this college girl.  It was nice but awkward because we knew each other really well, but we had only dated a couple of weeks so... what to do?  Get him a gift? Ignore the holiday?  I really didn't know what to do.  I didn't know what he was planning either.  This was unchartered territory for the two of us.  We were at the stage when you didn't talk about your relationship yet.

I don't remember if I gave the Doc anything.  Knowing me, I probably made up a silly poem and put it on a card.  I probably tried to add levity to the situation or something.  I might have even put a piece of chocolate with it.  I think that is right.  Enough about me, the important part is what the Doc did.

After dinner, before he dropped me off at the Kappa house, Doc gave me a box.  It was just the right size for jewelry, too.  He had it all wrapped up with a pretty bow.  My inner Baloney was set to a full panic.  Did he buy me a necklace?  A bracelet?  Did he spend a lot of money on me?  We hadn't even discussed "us."  He was breaking all of the rules and sending me on a tailspin.

I'm surprised I didn't bolt from the car and leave the gift and the Doc behind.  I know that is what I wanted to do.  Instead, I put my game face on and calmly opened the box.  What I found managed to piss me off and bring me great relief at the same time.  Is that even possible?  Doc had placed a heart shaped sucker in that box.  He thought he was sooooooooo funny.  I wanted to smack him.

He doesn't know how close he came to ending us that night.  Really, really close.

Is your Valentine's Day full of romance?   I love a romantic comedy just as much as the next chick, but in real life it just seems to fake.  In real life, the things I appreciate are more simple.  You know what makes me smile?  Thoughtfulness.  It's a cup of coffee brought to me in morning - especially on a morning when I'm being lazy and still in bed.  It's doing things around the house without complaining and without being asked.  It's so simple.  These are the things that make my heart melt.

How do you celebrate Valentine's Day?
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Sunday, February 13, 2011

Perfect Pairings - Proverbs 8:32-33


Now then, my children, listen to me;
   blessed are those who keep my ways.
Listen to my instruction and be wise;
   do not disregard it.

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These are my neighbors listening to my husband read to Jacob over the intercom.  Notice that Diane has her legs crossed so she won't pee herself from laughing.  Heard any good stories lately?

Post your own Perfect Pairing in the comments or feel free to share a bible verse that has been especially meaningful to you this week.

Happy Sunday!

Thursday, February 10, 2011

It SNOW big deal

Did you know my kids have not been in school a single day this February?  Not one!
Honestly, they've been great.  So far, no fighting - just happy pj days.

By day 8, we've given up on trying to bust out of here.  Well, maybe not all of us.
Yeah, Gibble is going crazy.
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And we've made some exceptions when it comes to breakfast...

Dots and Nutella - the breakfast of champions.
Actually, our favorite treat these days is a bit of Nutella, a banana, some milk and ice all blended together.  Yummy.
It took us a while to get on the Nutella bandwagon.

But as of today, we are finding alternate forms of entertainment.
Ladies and Gentlemen - how to make snow:
It was minus 7 here at the time (if you want to know)

Stupid Hamster Tricks:
And because Jacob kept blocking our view, I asked for a recap of the event.

Like I said, we've all gone a little mad.

Wednesday, February 9, 2011

Wordless Wednesday - Recovery

Still having trouble with my energy level.
Good news - today is the first day without the sling post surgery!
Bad news - I still don't get to use my arm.  Bah!

Monday, February 7, 2011

MckLinky Monday - 5 Pet Peeves

Today over at The RHOK, Mrs. Coco wants us to reveal our top 5 pet peeves.  I'm not so sure this is a good idea, chances are I will offend someone.  Hopefully, these won't describe you.
snow falling Pictures, Images and Photos
1. Flakes.  Not the cute little flakes you see in this picture, either.  If you say you are going to do something, do it.  If you let someone down, at least be apologetic about it.  I have the perfect example from Friday to share.  Jacob had a birthday party at 5p on Friday.  In case you didn't know, the roads have been horrid here.  We knew the party venue was open and the mom had taken our number promising to let us know if things were cancelled.  Since there was no call, our whole family loaded up in the car and ventured out on to bad roads so Jacob could attend the party.  When we arrive, no one is there.  We call the mom's cell phone and she doesn't answer.  How rude! Doc goes inside and finds out that the party was cancelled at noon.
This kind of crap just kills me.  And people do this stuff ALL THE TIME.


2. Slackers.  I use this term because I'm not sure how else to describe this group.  These are the people who don't contribute -- to anything.  They don't do their part of the work.  They don't pick up after themselves.  Sometimes this group will even laugh at those who take up the slack.  I don't get it.  It's just rude.


3. Picky Eaters.    This only bugs me in my own house.  Meal times are not your personal whining platform.  The food is not that bad.  You will survive.  And you make it no fun to cook anymore.  In fact, you people are giving me a complex.


4. Line Cutters.   Show some respect people.  Didn't you learn not to do this when you were in Kindergarten?


5. Hypocrites.  Not to be confused with Hippocrates, the Father of Western Medicine.  You know who you are.  Be real and quit pretending to be the perfect person you want us to believe you are.  And if you are going to preach to others about it you'd better follow those rules yourself.  Just admit you are messed up like the rest of us, then try to be a better person at every opportunity.  Okay?


There you have it.  My weird list of five.  Chances are these things bug you, too.
I like when people say what they mean and mean what they say.  Are you being true to you?


Happy Monday!
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Sunday, February 6, 2011

Perfect Pairings - Job 37:5-7

Before I begin, I want to mention that today marks the 29th anniversary of my father's death.  For as long as I live, this date will hold a lot of significance and memories of an unplanned, major change in my life.
On a happier note, it is also my grandparents' wedding anniversary and the Doc's dad's birthday!  Happy Birthday Papa!



While the boys and I have loved some recent snow days, the Doc has not.
Doc has a worrying problem and not being able to work worries him a lot.
If he gets through this winter without a heart attack I am going to feel very lucky.  
I wish I were kidding.

Amazing when I found this verse that it fit so well.
I also feel like he is having a mini "Job" experience.  
Maybe we all are.
I hear lots of cabin fever going on out there.

As for me, I'm over it.  With my shoulder being all jacked up from surgery I can't do anything anyway.  So much for that peace and quiet while I recover!


God’s voice thunders in marvelous ways; 
   he does great things beyond our understanding. 
He says to the snow, ‘Fall on the earth,’ 
   and to the rain shower, ‘Be a mighty downpour.’ 
So that everyone he has made may know his work, 
   he stops all people from their labor.

Okay, God.  You have our attention.
I hear there is another huge storm headed our way mid-week.
Oh boy.

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I have enjoyed seeing all of your snow pictures, by the way.

Friday, February 4, 2011

Desert Places



"In three words I can sum up everything 
I've learned about life — 
It goes on" -- 

Robert Frost

Looking around at all of this snow makes me think of one of my favorite poems.  I know the poem is kind of sad, but I also think it is a good reminder.  We often trap ourselves in our own nothingness, our own sadness.  We let it linger because sometimes it just seems harder to move past it.  Listen to Robert, if you know anything about his life you will know he experienced great sadness.

And yes, I am fine.
I just really love this poem and wanted to share it with you.
Some of you are walking in the desert right now.
I've also survived sadness to break through and see how true that quote at the top is.
Maybe you have too?


Desert Places
By Robert Frost







Snow falling and night falling fast, oh, fast

In a field I looked into going past,

And the ground almost covered smooth in snow,
But a few weeds and stubble showing last.

The woods around it have it - it is theirs.
All animals are smothered in their lairs.
I am too absent-spirited to count;
The loneliness includes me unawares.

And lonely as it is, that loneliness
Will be more lonely ere it will be less -
A blanker whiteness of benighted snow
With no expression, nothing to express.

They cannot scare me with their empty spaces
Between stars - on stars where no human race is.
I have it in me so much nearer home
To scare myself with my own desert places.

Thursday, February 3, 2011

How Romantic

He grasped me firmly but gently just above my elbow and guided me
into a room, his room. Then he quietly shut the door and we were
alone.

He approached me soundlessly, from behind, and spoke in a low,
reassuring voice close to my ear.

"Just relax."

Without warning, he reached down and I felt his strong, calloused
hands start at my ankles, gently probing, and moving upward along my
calves slowly but steadily. My breath caught in my throat. I knew I
should be afraid, but somehow I didn't care. His touch was so
experienced, so sure.

When his hands moved up onto my thighs, I gave a slight shudder, and
partly closed my eyes. My pulse was pounding. I felt his knowing
fingers caress my abdomen, my ribcage. And then, as he cupped my firm,
full breasts in his hands, I inhaled sharply. Probing,  searching,
knowing what he wanted, he brought his hands to my shoulders, slid
them down my tingling spine and into my panties.

Although I knew nothing about this man, I felt oddly trusting and
expectant. This is a man, I thought. A man used to taking charge.
A man not used to taking `no' for an answer. A man who would tell me
what he wanted. A man who would look into my soul and say ...

"Okay, ma'am," said a voice. "All done."

My eyes snapped open and he was standing in front of me, smiling,
holding out my purse. "You can board your flight now."

Yeah, my mom sent me this through email.
I thought it was hysterical!

Wednesday, February 2, 2011

Oh boy.

Saw this going around on Facebook.
Please tell me he is kidding.

Tuesday, February 1, 2011

Upward Basketball

I don't have sporty boys.  Michael likes to watch sports when we are at the event but not on TV.  Jacob  will not watch but he will gladly participate... for a while.  I just don't have those boys who always have to be kicking or throwing balls.  For this reason, Upward Basketball is a great fit for my family.  Upward programs teach exactly what we are wanting our kids to get out of participation in sports.
Jacob has faked injuries many times trying to skip out on practice and games, but he is just practicing for his future acting career.  He likes being there but sometimes he likes being home more.  He also noticed that he isn't the most experienced player on our team.  Because of this, we spent our morning giving him the pep talk of a lifetime.  Apparently, even Michael got in on the action because when we hopped in the car I saw that Michael had made a sign for the game - GO NUGGETS!

His heart was in the right place but his focus was not.  We would hate to interrupt his DSi playing for something so silly as his brother's basketball game, you know.  My favorite part was when Jacob left the court to come tell his brother to hold the sign up.  That's when Michael did this:
He's a problem solver, that one.
But it gets better.  I told him that this was no way to cheer on the boys and so he changed his technique.  I laughed the whole way through the second half.  Check it out -
Never mind my friend Tonya picking her nose, watch Michael.  He held up the sign about every 45 seconds without looking away from his video games.  And he was happy to do it, too.

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  • www.aspergermomnetwork.com
  • http://www.udel.edu/bkirby/asperger/
  • http://www.autism-society.org
  • http://www.okautism.org/homepage/
  • http://www.aspect.org.au/publications/Thinking%20and%20Learning%20in%20Autism.pdf
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