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Wednesday, June 2nd, 2010

tap tap.  Is this thing on?

When life is monotonous, I have little to write about on here.  When life is crazy, I have no time to write.  What a conundrum.

I don’t even know what conundrum means, but deep down, I feel it fits well in the above sentence.

This sign has been hanging in our entryway since May 6th, the evening that, you guessed it, Bud and AUBS! came home from school.   Note that Magoo and I created this sign.  We started by outlining all the letters, then with her massive artistic talent Magoo began filling in the letters with different shapes and colors.  I had started to tape the sign together when suddenly Bud and AUBS! pulled up too soon.  Examine the sign, and you can see they pulled up specifically between the filling in of the ‘R’ in Aubrie’s name and the ‘I’ as noted by the “detailed” coloring job Magoo pulled off for the last three letters of the sign.

Also note via the red arrows on the sign that over the next few weeks following the original usage of the sign, many others would return home, and their names would be added to the sign.  This is a good indicator as to why I’ve not blogged.

Lately in our household, there’s been kids coming and going, oral surgery, job interviews, starting of new employment, 75 graduations and associated parties, at least two birthday parties (surprise!  sort of), endless meals, a DOG WEDDING, a family vacation to far and exotic lands, reconnecting with family & friends from across the country, and a few massively wonderful naps thrown in.

I may have taken a picture or two, or six thousand.  I’ll attempt to post a few here and there over the next few weeks.

In all seriousness, these last three weeks have been some of the richest this family has ever experienced.  The best moment of all, you ask?  Possibly when my lovely niece, The White Rose, taught me two new expressions whose meaning conveys essentially “I understand you.” Expression #1) “I smell what you’re stepping in.”   Expression #2) “I pick up what you’re throwing down.”

Excitedly, I subsequently announced in front of MAGOO “I’m picking up what you’re stepping in.”

Then, she fell into convulsions on the floor and has been in a glassy-eyed coma ever since.

Rich, rich times, I tell you.

Refurbed Site

Thursday, November 19th, 2009

I thought I’d try my techie hand at creating a blog theme of my own.  So, here you have it. 

I have no design savvy whatsoever, but there were a few things I wanted to make part of this new design:  1) wider pages, thus bigger pictures and 2) a Recent Comments roll in the sidebar to the right that shows the latest post comments.

I would give Singing Sally credit for the second suggestion, except she habitually takes credit for my photos on her Facebook, so hear this:  the comments section idea was ALL MINE.

And, I like the idea, because people say great stuff in the comments all the time, but other’s don’t necessarily see them or have the chance to respond since no one realizes they are there.  For instance, my England-based nephew Jake just commented on the ELVES post from a few days ago.  It says just this:

My wonderful elf sent me an e-mail message with the subject “From Your Elf.”  When I opened it there was a video in which she said, “Bang.  Your Dead.”  And that was it.

Or there was this comment on the same post from stinking FavoriteChild:

Dearest Sister – come next month, and the revealing of the Elfees, be prepared to “be seriously pissed” (see line 7) That’s all I have to say.  – Someone’s elfee

Hilarious (well, Jake’s anyway… Favorite’s is just irritating).  But, comments easily missed if not for the NEW DESIGN that was all my idea, thank you very much.

So, do me a favor, and let me know if you experience any problems with the blog, because there very well might be errors that I haven’t discovered.

This is a blog post

Saturday, September 5th, 2009

I haven’t even gotten around to writing about the rest of the kids leaving, and lo and behold, they are back home (for the weekend at least).  

I’m not complaining though.  Please don’t tell the offspring, but there is just something about having the four of us under one roof.  It’s a feeling as right as it can be.  

But I can’t let on to Bud and Magoo that I love having them here.  I’d rather do as I did today when each of them walked into the house for the first time in weeks.  I showed them the half sink full of dishes and explained to them it was THREE DAYS WORTH.  I showed them the ONE BAG of garbage we’d managed to accumulate over the last 5 days.  

I’d like to not let on how much fun it was to catch up with them and hear about Bud and his friends playing Red Rover in the parking lot of Applebees, or Magoo staying up way too late laughing with friends, avoiding homework, and raiding the snarf fridge.

We talked for hours this evening, and then decided to watch a movie.  Australia. This movie was torn up by the critics, but I tell you, it is a really excellent flick.  However, I have an aversion to watching movies twice, and I’ve already seen Australia.  Hence, as we were discussing whether to watch this movie, I opted out of the movie and explained my intention to play  do some work on the computer.

Magoo agreed, given the stipulation I post something to the blog.

So, here you go, Magoo.  I have a new blog post, and something fascinating to reveal to the world:

 

Would you like to hear a tender story about why we call her Magoo?  You would?

 

 

I feel a little bit sad for you right now.  Because I have no recollection whatsoever regarding why we call her Magoo.  I just have always called her that.

The End.

The whole explanation really pulls at the heartstrings, doesn’t it.

The End, again.

Alright, not the end.  I just can’t bring myself to write a post without a picture.  So, I give you this:

(Click to enlarge)

Hehehe.  That’s FavoriteChild and Dave’s semi-feral cat.  Grumpy dude (dudette?), wouldn’t you say.  

The End.  For reals.

I will be back

Monday, August 17th, 2009

So, we went to Tennessee on vacation last week.  It was excellent and I’m anxious to put some pictures up on here.

I thought I would blog while I was there, but it turned out I was too busy.  Very busy.  There were naps to take.  In my usual over-achieving way, sometimes I took more than one nap a day.  There were books to read.  And, there was Rock Band and Mario Kart to play.  Oh, and sitting on the deck staring out at the incredible view absolutely monopolized my day. 

What’s a person to do?

Her Gracefulness even threatened to yank my domain registration again for lack of posting.  But, alas, I couldn’t pull myself away from the lazy boy.  It needed me.

In the next few days, DustMeister, Magoo, and Bud will move out and I will have more free time on my hands than I have experienced, ah, EVER.  Thus, once I get caught up on naps, I will plan on posting again regularly.

Please stay tuned.

I guess I need to post more often

Thursday, July 9th, 2009

… or it seems I risk losing my blog!

I received this email yesterday.  It must be legit, right?  Even though it came to me via Grace’s email account.  Right?

To whom it may concern,

     The blogspot located at http://wonderfultoday.com is in dire need of a new post; it has not been updated in nearly a week and this puts it in danger of domain rejection.  On Monday, June 29, 2009 the International Committee Overseeing the World Wide Web (ICOWWW) enacted a new rule stating that no privately held blog can remain at its domain after three days since its last update.  This bill was ratified by the International Committee of Geeks and Technological Personnel (ICGTP) on Monday, July 6, 2009 and went into effect at midnight on Tuesday, July 7, 2009.  This bill is meant to encourage blog owners to update their information in order to keep their readers informed and engaged and to eliminate excessive blogs cluttering the Internet that have been abandoned by their creators.  Because your last blog post was written before the ratification of this rule your domain has not yet been rejected.  You are being given three days after this notification to update your blog or it will be subject to permanent removal from the Internet.  The ICOWWW is sorry to inconvenience you but your blog must be updated by midnight on Saturday, July 11, 2009.  We here at the ICOWWW wish you a pleasant day and hope to see your blog updated within the allotted time. 

     Best wishes,

          Jane Freeman

Chairwoman of the ICOWWW

 

Does this count as a post?  I will try to do better.  Believe you me, I don’t want the chairwoman of ICOWWW badgering me.  Frightening thought.

Little Couz far off in TX

Sunday, May 17th, 2009

Often, when I am considering what to write for this blog, I light naturally on those people and happenings that take up space in my daily life… and usually comes to the forefront when I have a photo I want to post.

Sadly, this means I don’t post much about some people I think are pretty amazing.  For instance, I wish I could post more about Bud, but up until he came home from school a few weeks ago I only saw him a handful of times since last summer.  Also, I have an extraordinary young niece and nephew living in Switzerland.  They speak sixteen languages and will soon win the Nobel Prize, but since I don’t spend time with them they don’t end up on this blog.  I have a nephew who attends university in England.  He has fascinating adventures like biking across the country and sleeping homeless in a park. 

But, these people don’t show up here because I’m not around them and don’t know enough about what they are doing to post anything intelligible here.  It makes me a bit sad that I can’t write about them more.   Actually, it makes me sad that I can’t see them more.  The inability to write something here is just a symptom of the disease.

I have one more niece who doesn’t show up on here very much.  She comments from time to time under the pseudonym “Little Couz far off in TX.”  Can you guess where she lives?   She is ultra, uber awesome.  She is sweet to the nth degree, and at 14 is far more mature than my immediate family combined.  I am fortunate enough to have recently garnered a bit of insider information about Little Couz.  You see, between the last time I saw her, about a year ago, and now, she has become so much more than a little girl.  She has become a young woman.

And I don’t like it.  Don’t like it at all.

This is what she looked like less than 18 months ago. 

That’s her on the left.  Cute as a button, isn’t she?  She’s always been the epitome of sweet, and is usually drowned out by her older cousins, so I tend to think of her as quiet.  Well, I might also think of her as quiet because for the first four years of her life, despite my repeated attempts to harass her, she refused to communicate with me except for using her mother as her proxy.   In short, I’ve pigeonholed her as something of a little girl.  To my chagrin, I have it on good authority that she is not a little girl anymore:

She is about to graduate 8th grade. 

She is about to take over the world.

She is about to break a few hearts.

She is about to conquer high school with grace and ease and straight A’s.

She is about to make her aunt cry because she is so grown up. 

I remember the day she was born.  I took 3 year old Magoo and 6 year old Bud to meet their new cousin on the day of her birth.  Before gingerly entering her mom’s hospital room I knelt down and locked eyes with my children.  I explained to them the little person they were about to meet would be part of their lives forever, and they should take special note of this moment of seeing her for the very first time. 

We walked into the room, and Bud displayed an appropriate amount of awe by gently approaching his young cousin and treating her with the utmost honor by asking me “Can I pet it?”

Thankfully, things improved from there. 

The object my son once believed was a small animal attended her 8th grade formal last night.  Her and her friends were gorgeous and somewhat to my dismay, so very grown up. 

Little Couz far off in TX, it looks to me like we may just have to be dropping the “Little” in your title.  You are beautiful.  And, SweetGuy, Bud, Magoo and I are so proud of your graduation, and more importantly, the quality young woman you are.

Who would’ve known you would have turned out so amazing.  As Bud was that very first day, we are in awe of you.  (’Cept we are now aware you are not a puppy).

Congratulations and we love and miss you!!!!!

Bud wrote 25 things!!!

Friday, February 13th, 2009

Of all the neat things I have enjoyed so far in the 25 thing thing (yes, I meant to write thing thing), I must say I am the MOST excited by Bud’s participation.  He’s not a wordy guy, so I did not actually expect him to participate.  But, participate he did.  The overachiever wrote 28 things!!  I am pretty thrilled he did.  Like the DustMeister, I’ve written a few comments in-line in Bud’s favorite color GREEN.  Here you go Bud:

I guess I should join in the fun

  1. 1. I never thought Magoo would admit to missing me.  (Me either, that was pretty awesome!)
    2. I have seen nearly every episode of over 25 different animes.
    3. I probably know more about Heroes than everyone else who reads this blog put together.
    4. When I’m quiet, I usually just can’t think of anything worth saying.  (Explain this further please)
    5. I can dislocate 14 different joints.
    6. I have 3 posters and a bunch of pictures in my apartment hiding in a corner that I never got around to putting up.  (You could do it now you know)
    7. I once made a homemade pizza from scratch. It took me 5 and a half hours and tasted horrible. I added a tablespoon of salt when I should have added a teaspoon.  (He is right, it was horrible.  I wanted to like it but I could not)
    8. I would love to have a super power. I’d take any one. I just want one.
    9. I wish I could draw.
    10. I have a lot of obsessions (aka Heroes, animes, super powers, etc), but I don’t talk about them because I assume that whoever I’m talking to doesn’t want to talk about them.
    11. If you ever tell me that you share in one of my obsessions, we will talk about that a lot. You have been warned
    12. I could live off mac and cheese and pizza.  (and you have!)
    13. The reason I’m usually late is because I don’t like arriving early. So I try to arrive at exactly on time. It just usually doesn’t work out.  (I did not know this!)
    14. I’m easily entertained and easily bored. You wouldn’t think those 2 would go together but they somehow do.
    15. It get annoyed by computer screens in movies but the majority of the time, what you see on a computer in a movie would never appear on an actual computer screen.  (The true mark of a geek)
    16. I’m also annoyed when people say in movies, commercials, tv shows, etc that no one would actually say in real life.
    17. I don’t like talking about myself
    18. I have taken 4 years of Spanish and I still can’t speak the language  (mucho grande!!!!)
    19. It’s comforting for me to have a knife in my hands. (I know it’s creepy, but it’s true)
    20. I could never live in a city. Too many people, too much noise.
    21. I have never broken a bone. Although I did break 17 tendons in my ankle once, but no bones.  (17 tendons… I think you pulled that out of thin air.  Do people even have 17 tendons in their feet?  You did do a number on your foot, but 17 tendons?  really?)
    22. I have a lot of patience with people, but not a lot with machines.
    23. I’m very easily distracted…o hey, I’m late for Imago Dei. I need to go.  (Nice transition)Comment by Bud — February 10, 2009 @ 9:02 pm
  2. Here’s the rest. No more interruptions, I promise.24. I get nervous going through those scanner things at the entrance of stores that make sure you aren’t stealing anything. I’m always worried that they’ll go off. I think it’s because I carried a “set those scanner things off” circuit in my wallet for a while, not knowing what it did. I just thought it looked cool. Except it kept making those scanner things go off when I walked into stores.

    25. I like not wearing a shirt. I find that it’s very comfortable. I don’t just do it to freak Magoo out (that’s an added bonus)  (it is, isn’t it?)

    26. (bonus) I always have 5-6 writing utensils on my pockets. I’ll say they’re for school, except I only use 1 or 2 of them (the rest are either broken, out of lead, or pens (pens suck but I always have at least one on me)). I’ll also say that they’re for cleaning out my fingernails. But mostly I have them with me because I have busy hands and they always need to be playing with something. So I put them in my pocket and they play with my pencils.

    27. (another bonus (because of the interruption)) I don’t use shaving cream when I shave

    Comment by Bud — February 10, 2009 @ 11:50 pm

  3. Last one, I swear28. When I’m doing something I enjoy, I want to be very through about it. I like to watch every episode of a tv show in order. With video games, I want to follow every path and explore every annoyingly minute detail. And so on.

I love you Bud!!

25 Things

Friday, February 6th, 2009

Lots of people on Facebook have been posting 25 random facts about themselves.  I’ve learned some fun facts.  So, since everybody’s doin’ it, I will too.

  1. I was born on Jan. 14, 1964.  My great grandfather, a fire and brimstone Baptist preacher, was born one hundred years to the day before me on Jan. 14, 1864.  As a kid, I thought this was fascinating.
  2. My mother’s middle name is Joyce, my middle name is Joyce, my daughter’s middle name is Joyce.  I don’t particularly like the name Joyce, but I like that we all share it.
  3. I have officially lived in 17 different residences in four different states.
  4. I have known Jesus as my Savior since I was 15 and I have attempted to have this fact shape everything in my life since then.  I am a sinner, but I am forgiven.
  5. I am convinced I have A.D.D. even though I’ve never been officially screened or diagnosed.
  6. Other than grandparents, not a single person I was ever truly close to has died, up until my father this past April.
  7. Some believe our treasures in heaven may be inversely proportional to the treasures we have on this earth.  I often think to myself, if this is the case, I’m pretty sure I’ll have a lovely little studio apartment just at the end of the streets of gold while most others are in mansions.  I’m OK with this.
  8. SweetGuy and I went to the Homecoming dance when I was 15 and he was 16.  I thought it was a date.  He thought we were just friends.  He is mistaken.
  9. If there is such a thing as having a soul mate, then I married mine.  SweetGuy is a lot nicer than his wife.
  10. I applied to go into the Peace Corps when I was nineteen.  They turned me down.  I still hope to do it someday.
  11. Two of my favorite things to do in order to de-stress are take a bath, or mow my yard.
  12. I sometimes wish I’d had more children, but God has a plan, and my life is overflowing with young people I did not give birth to.  I love it this way.
  13. Most of said young people call me Mrs. Miller.  I am impressed by their respectfulness, but honestly would just rather be called Andrea.
  14. I pretend I don’t like animals, but I really do.  If it wasn’t for SweetGuy, both dogs would be sleeping in my bed.
  15. Every single time my son walks into the room, I think to myself “Has he grown?”  I still can’t believe how tall he is.
  16. Throughout grade school and high school, I always yearned for a best girl friend.  I have since had a few that have come in and out of my life for different reasons.  I cherish having known them.
  17. I have a best friend now.  She is my daughter.
  18. I hate loud music.  Unless I am at Miracle Camp.  Then, the louder, the better.
  19. I fear the Cubs will not win a World Series in my lifetime.
  20. The characteristics I find the least appealing in people are arrogance and self importance.
  21. As a teen I worked four or five summers selling elephant ears and cotton candy at local fairs and such for $2/hour.  I met all types. 
  22. I worked at the Motherhouse as a nurse’s aide while I was in high school.  I was so impressed by the nuns selflessness and love of Jesus.  They could also be very, very funny.
  23. I once ran a live mouse through the hot cycle of my washing machine.  Twice.
  24. I shattered my wrist when I was skiing.  I turned this way when I should have turned that way.
  25. SweetGuy and I could not agree on what to name our first born.  I was convinced I would have a girl so I made the deal that if it was a boy he could name it, and if it was a girl I could.  I was wrong. 

I’d LOVE to see your 25 things!  Leave them in the comments if you dare and I will re-post them as a full blog post.

The Worlds Collide

Tuesday, July 15th, 2008

I never watched Seinfeld much.  I thought it was a hilarious show but back in the day when it was airing first time episodes the kids were young, and we didn’t think its mature themes were appropriate viewing.  But still, what I did see, I thought was hilarious.  The episodes all seemed to center around some sort of quirky happening or thought, which albeit very, very exaggerated, most of us can relate to at least a tiny bit.  At least I could.

I recall one episode that struck a chord with me.  I don’t remember any details.  Matter of fact, maybe I didn’t even see the whole thing.  But, it had to do with George’s nervousness about his “World’s colliding”  -  he had compartments in his life that he wasn’t comfortable running into each other, such as his “dating” world and his “single” world.  I relate to this compartmentalized life idea.  Do you?

I have never intentionally kept my worlds apart.  Well, not too often anyway.  They just naturally stayed separate, mostly because everyone lived in different areas of the world.  SweetGuy’s extended family didn’t often get together with my extended family.  Our families didn’t normally particpate with our church/youth group friends and activities.  High school friends we affectionately call “The Gang” rarely saw these other worlds either. 

Man, all of the sudden, our world’s are colliding all over the place, and let me tell you, it feels kinda odd.  Not bad, not bad at all, excellent actually.  Just a bit weird.

                   Bud      DustMeister       Magoo       Emmy       The White Rose

  • I didn’t even realize the nieces on either side of the family had barely met.  How cool it was when they got to spend a few days together at our house last week.  No surprise here, but they got along immediately and super well.  After spending about a nanosecond together, it was delightful to see The White Rose and Emmy relaxing out on a blanket in the front yard talking music like they’d been friends for years.
  • Nanni got to see that thing we do with youth group a few weeks ago.  I know she loved what she saw.  It was special to have her witness first hand this majorly important portion of our life.  She even got into the act and made the kids tacos for our Mexican theme night.
  • Emmy, The White Rose, and Rach were part of youth group last week.  They fit in like they’d been there forever.  I’m hoping Emmy will want to be a part of it when they move here soon, but no pressure Emmy!  I’ll still let you cook and clean for me if you don’t participate in youth group.  I’m awesome like that.
  • Rach and The White Rose were totally into dodgeball last week, as were Emmy and AUBS! a few weeks earlier.  Rach’s technique definitely involved sneaking up on her prey.  It worked over and over again.  On me.  It was irritating.  I’d rather she not come back.
  • Despite the unfortunate circumstances, it’s been awesome to get to know so many of Mom & Dad’s special friends, and I think they us.
  • The kids’ friends, like DustMeister, Da Kaff, EL, Neil and Grace are fitting into all these worlds just fine. 

It’s not as if our various worlds have never touched before.  SweetGuy’s sister… I think we shall have to call her SweetSister was great friends with my brother (The Favorite) before I ever even knew SweetGuy.  My sister, the Neglected  Middle Child, was on the Pom Pon squad many years ago with SweetSister.  The special lady that’s been so awesome about commenting here, Robin, she’s been spanning our different worlds from way, way back.  So, yeah, there’s been little bits of mixing of worlds here and there, but not consistently.

Just speaking the truth here… these new happenings make me a little bit nervous.  I am apprehensive about someone in one world not liking someone from another world.  No, that’s not a good way to put it.  We care about all the different worlds so much, that I think it would hurt too much if they didn’t think as much of each other, as we do them, thus the apprehension.   Now that I’ve seen so many of them meet up in recent months, I have no idea what I was worried about.  It’s a heartwarming thing for me to watch.  I’m sorry we didn’t facilitate more of this before.  Mardy, a member of “The Gang” who we have gotten together with just about every weekend for the last 15 years read this blog today.  She stated surprise at learning things about my different worlds she’d never known before.  Definitely my bad.

I’m glad the world’s are combining.  Who knew.

Now for a teaser to my planned next post…. I am out of town and have time on my hands… you’ll want to tune into the first in an ongoing series:  The Many Faces of Magoo. 

 

What’s up with this blogging thing?

Sunday, June 1st, 2008

Up to this moment, the only people effectively aware of this blog were SweetGuy, Bud, and Magoo.  If you are reading this, then you are probably among those friends and family that I sent an email to outing my blog.  Thanks for stopping by.  It touches me that you did so.

I started reading blogs a few years ago when a co-worker sent a link to his blog.  I’d heard of them before, but had never checked one out.  Since then, blogs have become to me something like reading the comics and sports section of the newspaper is to SweetGuy (or the business section was to my Dad many years ago).  I tend to ease into my mornings by reading a few blogs.  I’ve got a couple I read that are complete strangers, like Pioneer Woman, and some techie ones like LifeHacker.  I read a few of people I know… my bro-in-law Kerfuffle, and a few pastors at church – Jason, Chris, and Nate

Oddly enough, ever since I started reading blogs I found myself experiencing something, or contemplating something, and would think to myself “If I had a blog, I’d blog about that.”  Well, I gave up on the “what if’s”  and now have my own blog, and I’ve found that I really enjoy it.

It’s a pseudo journal for me, and just a fun place to write down thoughts.  And, to date, it seems like SweetGuy, Bud, and Magoo have enjoyed it too.  If they didn’t, then I would stop.  I’m no great writer, but I think I’m even less of a speaker, so I appreciate the opportunity to put my complete thoughts down in a semi-cohesive manner that blogs allow me to do.

Thank you for stopping by.  Feel free to come back, but if you don’t, no worries.  This is a journal about those things that are (mostly) wonderful in my life.  I want to write honest things in this journal but never ever hurt another human soul through it.  Not worth it to me.