Oh, Hello Blog. How Have You Been?

I know it's been a long time since I talked to you but I've been talking to another blog.  It's nothing serious, just a private thing, you know?  Don't look at me like that!  You're still my one and only public blog and I've been with you for, what, five years now? 

Don't worry, I'm not going anywhere.

Just Before Bed

I'm sitting here at the counter in our kitchen with Molly having her little snack before we go upstairs to get ready for bed.  Sophie's been a bit of pill tonight for whatever reason.  Earlier this evening, she fell out of the chair that she was squeezed into next to Caleb and somehow busted her lip.  At least it didn't really swell up and it's only on the inside.  She got over it pretty quick but, not before crying on my shoulder and staining my shirt with blood and chocolate (she'd just finished eating a brownie).

Anyway, we're almost done down here so I'm going to close my laptop and head upstairs so I can get Caleb into the shower.  If I can, I plan on reading a little more tonight.  I'm a little over 3/4 of the the way through The Sword of Shannara on my Kindle.  I read this book back when I was about 14 or 15 years old and I still think it's a pretty good book.  Even though it does borrow heavily from Tolkien's Lord of the Rings trilogy.  Oh well, if it's good storytelling, it's good storytelling, right?

Molly just finished slurping the last bit of juice from her Caprisun which tells me it's time to go.

Until next time....

Laziness, Just Laziness

I keep trying to remind myself to keep up with my "journal" online here and it hasn't really been working out too well.  I guess we're just creatures of habit and I simply haven't gotten in the habit of keeping a journal.  Well, I'm going to go for it again.

On the way home from church today, Sophie was riding in her carseat holding her nose and saying, "Mommy, Memaw, Pawpaw".  Basically, she was just having fun with the way her voice sounded while holding her nose.  Cute stuff.

This morning, before Molly and Caleb got up, Joy and I were hanging out in the den.  Sophie was running from the den all the way to the front door.  She would pause there for a moment or two, then come running back down the hallway breathing heavy as if she was running a marathon.  I said all we needed was some tape at the end of the hallway so she could break through like she was winning the race.

Anyway, this is the first in a short line of new journal attempts.  I was looking to see if there was some sort of template I could use in Open Office in order to keep some sort of journal for family/kid related memories but then I realized I could just use this blog again.

Or I could use pen and paper.

(Nah.)

Another Saturday

Yes, here is it: another Saturday.  I really can't wait to be back on day shift.  Even after getting about eight hours of sleep last night (something I never get all week long) I'm still tired.  It's as if my body simply does not like getting up before 1130AM and I can't stand it.  I'm actually more of a morning person.  I like getting up before sunrise and enjoying the peaceful quiet that's associated with it.

Instead, I wake to the sounds of Sophie yelling, "Mom. Mom-eee."  But, at least it's still Saturday.

Last night, I played Blur on Xbox Live with Michelle.  It was pretty fun but after a couple of races of having the public chat on, we decided it was time to go back to "party chat".  "Party chat" means that we could only hear each other talking instead of the eighteen or so other morons that can't seem to form sentences without the f-word or other graphic, typical Xbox Live language.

In spite of all that crap, it was still a lot of fun hanging out and playing a game with my sister.

Well, the coffee's done so I'm going to go have some and a bowl of cereal.

See you later.

Saturday Morning

Well, I'm just sitting here at the kitchen counter with Joy sitting just in front of me on the couch in the den/family room.  I haven't totally decided if I want to call it a "family room" or a "den".  In my opinion, the term "family room" seems too new.  I still like the term "den" because it denotes a dark place where hibernation or eating, or both, takes place. 

Anyway, I hear footsteps upstairs so one of the kids must be awake.  We're going to hang out on the patio for a little while before the quietness of morning disappears.

In The New Place

This is my first post from our new place. So far so good. I haven't seen any large crowds of obviously unsupervised children (or orphans, if you will) yet so that's definitely a good sign. The only downside is we're still unpacking. That's normal of course and we're really almost done but, a quick look around will let you know that we just moved in.

The kids are taking the move really well. Molly complains of being bored but that's normal when you don't have a steady stream of kids dressed like they're in the movie "Newsies" performing choreographed dances outside your window while you try to eat dinner. Well, that's not entirely true. I wouldn't actually call the dances "choreographed". Anyway, the bottom line is: the kids will have to get used to not living around so many orphans. I mean kids. Wow! The "O" word just keeps slipping out whenever I talk about our old place.

Before I forget, I should mention a couple of cute things the kids have done before I totally forget.

Last week during our move, Molly and Caleb were with me in the cab of the U-Haul truck as we headed back to the old place. As we were driving, we saw a car with an obviously European license plate. Molly commented that it must be very expensive to have your car shipped to the United States and I agreed. Then she said she didn't even think a ferry would travel that far. Caleb chimed in and said, "Yeah, and fairies aren't even real!" Then immediately, he said, "Oh, wait..." I couldn't help but laugh because it was so cute.

Okay, now on to Sophie's cute thing. Last week, we're sitting in the living room watching a show the kids like called Zeke and Luther, which is actually a pretty funny show. Anyway, they did a quick little parody of the "Leroy Jenkins" World of Warcraft video that was going around the internet about three or four years ago. I caught onto the joke but Joy, and of course the kids, had never seen the video. So I pulled it up on youtube and for a day or so, we were going around shouting, "Leroy Jenkins!!" just for fun. It didn't take long for Sophie to start saying it and, amazingly, she enunciates quite well for a one year old. I think Joy may have captured it on video, hopefully, before Sophie gets bored with it.

Well, that's it for this edition. In case your interested, here's that Leroy Jenkins video. Don't bother watching it after the infamous name is uttered. The language gets pretty bad after that. See ya!

I'm Whining

Yes, I feel like whining. I totally screwed a job up last night at work. The worst part is, I should have known better. But, due to negligence, I guess, I messed it up. So tonight I have to go in and fix it and hopefully finish the rest of it. So basically, I look like an idiot but all I've really done is slow a process down. At least nothing was actually produced with what I did last night, so there's that I guess.

Oh well. Unfortunately, this casts a bit of a shadow over the joyous occasion of moving out of The Orphanage. Maybe all will be better by tomorrow around this time.

Here's to hoping tonight will be better.