So we are supposed to be off of work from our job, but we come to Georgia to the farm once a month. Needless to say, there is always work to do here! This weekend's project is to get the underpinning on our house installed and as of Saturday night, we are about halfway done, but should finish it tomorrow. It took us a bit to get going, but once we did is came pretty quick. Emily loved it - she got to play outside and explore for a couple of hours; she ended up sitting in a "nest" she made of dirt and acorns with the farm cat. It's our prayer and hope that our home will be up and running (and at least some grass for landscaping!) by our fourth of July family reunion. It is a beautiful home on the inside, but the outside needs some work!
Anyway, just a short update for now. Thanksgiving has been nice, and life is busy around the holidays, but we are taking time for each other (or trying, at least!). My jaw is slowly healing after the wisdom-tooth removal, and we finally bought our plane tickets to go home to Colorado in January. I'm sooo looking forward to that; it's been two years this Christmas since we've been home. But I said this would be short, so I'll end it now.
:-)
Saturday, November 28, 2009
Friday, November 20, 2009
Wednesday, November 18, 2009
It's Here!
My very cool new phone has arrived (sorry to anyone who has tried to get in touch with me since Friday - my old phone finally died after 2+ years of wonderful service).
Behold, the Verizon LG enV3:
It's very cool with lots of fun gadgets, though I miss my old Razor.
However, I think Jonathan and Emily want to play with it more than I do! :-)
Sunday, November 15, 2009
Tattle, Tattle
I have to laugh some days at Emily. She's a bit of a goody-two-shoes, if you ask me, but Jonathan says she gets that from her mommy. However, I see a rebellious streak in her which I'm sure I'm going to see more of in the future. For example, after the millionth time of Emily grabbing something she wasn't supposed to:
Emily: "Mine?"
Me: "Emily, if you touch that again, mommy is going to give you a swat".
Emily: "Nuh-uh" (of course in a sassy tone)
Me: "Oh really? You wanna bet?"
Needless to say, she didn't touch it again until I was in the shower and Daddy was watching her (and of course, he didn't know about the exchange she and I went through). But to her credit, she tattles on him, too. Yesterday I was resting in bed while they played in the living room when I heard her exclaim "Daddy!", and come tearing into my room, babbling all the way about what Daddy had done. He followed her with a laugh to explain that he "ate" her toy horse, and of course, she had to run to tell me about how bad her daddy was.
I love toddlers - their minds are so interesting! She's learned that she's cute, and when you tell her "no" to something, she'll come lay her head on your leg, look up at you with her big blue eyes, put on her biggest smile, and ask again. In which you have to tell her "no", again, which half of the time leads to more manipulation, or tears. Only rarely do I ever get a "yes ma'am" (the baby sign for yes is what she is instructed to say) and she goes on her way.
Emily: "Mine?"
Me: "Emily, if you touch that again, mommy is going to give you a swat".
Emily: "Nuh-uh" (of course in a sassy tone)
Me: "Oh really? You wanna bet?"
Needless to say, she didn't touch it again until I was in the shower and Daddy was watching her (and of course, he didn't know about the exchange she and I went through). But to her credit, she tattles on him, too. Yesterday I was resting in bed while they played in the living room when I heard her exclaim "Daddy!", and come tearing into my room, babbling all the way about what Daddy had done. He followed her with a laugh to explain that he "ate" her toy horse, and of course, she had to run to tell me about how bad her daddy was.
I love toddlers - their minds are so interesting! She's learned that she's cute, and when you tell her "no" to something, she'll come lay her head on your leg, look up at you with her big blue eyes, put on her biggest smile, and ask again. In which you have to tell her "no", again, which half of the time leads to more manipulation, or tears. Only rarely do I ever get a "yes ma'am" (the baby sign for yes is what she is instructed to say) and she goes on her way.
Thursday, November 5, 2009
A Pain in the Teeth
Or tooth, in my case.
Which is making for pain in my whole mouth. And sinuses. And ear.
Word to the wise: if a dentist ever tells you that a tooth is ever going to need to eventually be removed, go ahead and get it done. I knew a year ago that I had one wisdom tooth that didn't come in quite right that was going to need extracted. But at that time, I was pregnant, so I put it off. Then I was nursing, so I put it off again. Then I was working full time. I always had an excuse.
I don't anymore.
It's been bugging me for a couple of months - no severe pain, but cold drinks and chewed anything sweet on that side sent me up the wall. But at 2:47 this morning, apparently my tooth decided that it would not take my procrastination any longer. I have a decent pain threshold, but good grief! So I finally went to dentist this morning - I honestly didn't think it was that tooth - I thought I had a cavity in a different molar. But no, it's that stupid wisdom I was warned about a year and a half ago. But now, it's fractured in two place and is abscessed and very infected (when he gives you an Rx for an antibiotic that you are to take 4x a day for 12 days with 2 refills, it's bad). The dentist didn't how I'd been walking around with it for so long. However, they can't remove it until the infection is gone - they do extractions on Mondays, and don't know if I will be ready for it be then, so it may be the Monday after before it comes out.
*sigh*
That's a long time to walk around with a bad tooth. But I guess another week won't kill the time I already have been, especially now that I have good painkillers that I can take at night. :-)
Sweet dreams, everyone!
Which is making for pain in my whole mouth. And sinuses. And ear.
Word to the wise: if a dentist ever tells you that a tooth is ever going to need to eventually be removed, go ahead and get it done. I knew a year ago that I had one wisdom tooth that didn't come in quite right that was going to need extracted. But at that time, I was pregnant, so I put it off. Then I was nursing, so I put it off again. Then I was working full time. I always had an excuse.
I don't anymore.
It's been bugging me for a couple of months - no severe pain, but cold drinks and chewed anything sweet on that side sent me up the wall. But at 2:47 this morning, apparently my tooth decided that it would not take my procrastination any longer. I have a decent pain threshold, but good grief! So I finally went to dentist this morning - I honestly didn't think it was that tooth - I thought I had a cavity in a different molar. But no, it's that stupid wisdom I was warned about a year and a half ago. But now, it's fractured in two place and is abscessed and very infected (when he gives you an Rx for an antibiotic that you are to take 4x a day for 12 days with 2 refills, it's bad). The dentist didn't how I'd been walking around with it for so long. However, they can't remove it until the infection is gone - they do extractions on Mondays, and don't know if I will be ready for it be then, so it may be the Monday after before it comes out.
*sigh*
That's a long time to walk around with a bad tooth. But I guess another week won't kill the time I already have been, especially now that I have good painkillers that I can take at night. :-)
Sweet dreams, everyone!
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