Journey of Love

I was asked to do a drawing for the church bulletin for this week.  The week’s theme is “Journey of Love” ad the sermon title is “Heart of Love.”

When I think of a journey, I think of putting on some good walking shoes and putting one foot in front of another, so here’s a shoe print with an icon of a heart and an arrow to point the way.

A very simple image, but I had to learn how to do a text arc.  You really can learn how to do anything online.  I’m not really sure why we need teachers anymore.  Oh wait…  because kids would have no idea how to do a search.

Which reminds me, I heard an interesting story on NPR this morning that Encyclopedia Brittanica will officially no longer print encyclopedias.  So I guess if you have a set lying around somewhere, you should hang on to them for a while, they might be worth some shiny pennies one day.

Who Invented the Internet?

I’ve been having such fun with the DS106 assignment database. After going through almost every single assignment and having brief flashes of inspiration on at least half of them, I decided to jump in with another silly one.

Today’s assignment is “Patty Pioneer.” To quote the directions, “Simply put, this assignment involves editing a picture of any Computer Pioneer so that it looks like they are eating/about to eat/holding a burger or similar types of fast food.”

Seeing as I know just about nothing about computer pioneers, I decided to go with the first thought that popped into my little head: Al Gore.  Because, you know, Al Gore invented the internet.*
He seems like the kind of guy who would like to eat healthy.  What’s healthier than a Subway sub?  I mean, those folks over at The Biggest Loser like it, and inventing the internet is hard work.  You deserve a great big sandwich, Al.
*I totally know that Al Gore didn’t invent the internet, but I do like to perpetuate the myth.  If you want the real story, check out Snopes.  Al Gore WAS influential in the popularity of the internet, so I think he counts as a computer pioneer.

New Pictures Coming Soon!

A quick update for those of you NOT following me on Facebook:

There is a dead something hiding UNDER my cabinets.  It stinks.  I can’t find it and it stinks.

There are no pictures of this stinky dead thing, thank goodness.  But I do promise to update very soon with some cutie patootie pictures of kids, birthdays, and other crafty goodness!

Excuses Excuses

I thought that I would list the top 10 excuses of why I cannot blog today (or have failed to blog in the last 2 weeks).

1. I have actually gotten almost 6 hours of sleep every night.  In 1-3 hour chunks.  With 30-60 minutes of awake time every 1-3 hours. Which means I’m actually in bed for almost 9 hours every night.  That’s a lot of time in bed.

2. I’m addicted to facebook. I check it constantly.  And get sad when nothing new is posted.

3. Mail.  I’ve been catching up on mail, bills, magazines, and just about anything else that has piled up near the door in the last 2 weeks.

4. The plumber was here today.  No more duct tape on the kitchen sink, and the laundry no longer spills out onto the sidewalk for unwary dogs and runners to splash through (or in winter months, slide across).

5. Cute sleeping children.  They are quite the distraction.

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6. knitting.  I have, at last count, 6 projects on needles.  One half of a pair of socks, one half of a pair of mitts, the front of a baby bunting for the car seat, less than half of a scarf in maize and blue, a sparkly twirly scarf and some wire knitting that may not ever be finished. When not knitting, spending WAY too much time on Ravelry planning my next project.

7. Cleaning the house.  While this is not really an excuse for the dusting and whatnot, I have been cleaning out closets and removing items that are no longer needed by us.  This takes a bit of time.

8. Listening to Vampire Weekend‘s new album.

9. Watching Chuck on Hulu.

and finally

10. Trying to stay warm with heavy socks, mitts, and sweaters while it is minus eleventy eight degrees outside.  Which brings us back to excuse #6 with the knitting of warm items.

There, those are the top 10 reasons I can’t blog today.  Perhaps tomorrow I will show you some yarn.

Randomness and a Baby

It’s been a long week.  And it’s only Wednesday.

snowy day

This is what 4 am looked like last Thursday.  It was super cold and snowy and early.  But that is when Donut likes to be awake.  At 4 am.  Until 5:30 or so.  Then I get a brief nap before everyone has to go to school.

I have been napping, baking cookies, and knitting on Christmas gifts.  No pictures of these since they are SURPRISES!


This is Donut’s preferred sleeping method.  He likes to bury his nose into his blankets and sleep all curled up.  I don’t blame him.  It’s really cold. Today, the high is going to be 23, but currently is only 19.  Yikes.  I think it’s winter.


Miss R has been playing Peggle.  It’s a highly addictive Pinball-esque type game.  She’s getting rather good at it. It amazes me how skilled she is with the mouse and the computer.  By the time she’s in 1st grade, I’m sure Ben will have taught her home row and she’ll be twittering her day from her iphone.

where's waldo

Here’s Donut on a particularly coordinated day. He reminds me of Where’s Waldo? only in blue instead of red.

Back to napping, feeding, changing, and trying to stay warm!

black friday

Let me start by saying Happy Thanksgiving.  I sort of missed it this week because I was too busy enjoying the company of family and friends.  We had a beautiful turkey dinner complete with cranberry stuffing, green beans, and mashed potatoes.  Then there was dessert, let’s not even go there.  My tummy is still recovering.

We had a wonderful day, filled with catching up, discussing babies, and the biggest knitting needles I’ve ever seen (more to come on this one later).  I am so thankful for my family, my friends, my yarn stash, my creative impulses, my techie husband, my adorable pink twirly daughter, the gigantic lump in my abdomen that will eventually be my son, and the fact that I don’t want for anything.  We are in a house that keeps us warm and safe.  I have enough clothes to wear and movies to watch.  We live in a town that has a beach.  We have family that takes care of us, feeds us occasionally, tells us great stories, and loves us very much.  All in all, a very thankful day.

Friday however, was a very roller coaster day. One of those really big ones with loops and upside down bits. After almost a week of waiting (plus a few months too) Donut decided it’s time.  My water broke that morning and after a call to the midwife, she sent us to the hospital in the afternoon.

When Miss R was born, there wasn’t much time to really think about the whole labor process.  With this guy, I’m going to need some help, seeing as how I’m not having contractions yet.  I’m worried about how long and painful it’s going to be, plus I already know what’s going to happen to my body once he arrives.  ugh.

But then I think about how wonderful it’s going to be having another little baby in the house.  I think about how great it’s going to be having 2 children to love and cuddle and watch grow up.

Then, there’s the absolutely mixed blessing which arrived in my mailbox about a half hour after talking to the midwife.  I’ve been laid off from teaching.  It seems that when there’s a budget crunch, art isn’t on the top of the list of keepers.  So, I now have quite a bit of time to be a stay at home mom.

My first reaction was tears. Hey, I’d just gotten off the phone with the midwife telling us to head to the hospital, and then I get this letter.  Can we really survive with another person if I’m not working?

As it has really settled in, I’ve decided that I’m not really upset over losing my job.  I didn’t get fired because I’m a bad teacher.  Rather, I’m in a very specialized profession that is definitely on the border of what is deemed necessary by the state (Please don’t jump all over me, I know the arts are important in childrens lives, I do, but I also know that if they had to let go of a teacher, it wasn’t going to be the 2nd grade teacher with 26 students). What really got to me was that it wasn’t my choice.

I’ve been pondering being a stay at home mom for some time now.  It would be wonderful to watch my children and be here with them.  We can do so much.  All the fun activities that we have to smash in on weekends can now be done leisurely throughout the week.  Instead of coming home frazzled from nearly 100 students needing my attention, I can have just 2 children who need my attention.

With that kind of stress, there was no way Donut was coming on his own. After 4 hours at the hospital, they decided that my little leak wasn’t too bad, and the alternative was to induce me at 9 pm on a Friday. The midwife sent me home to wait for more contractions, or else Monday’s appointment, whichever came first. On Monday, we will decide whether we should induce this week in order to meet Donut, or if we let him (and me) wait it out. I’d like to say I’m going to let Mama Nature take this one over and just wait til he’s ready, but I think I’m ready to be done with the sore belly, and a week and a half of contractions.

Will keep everyone updated on the status of our little one and on the new adventure that awaits all of us as I learn a new profession.

And because there hasn’t been enough drama lately…


This is what my trusty ol’ CRV looks like today.  Totally borked.  This is the first car I’ve thoroughly destroyed, and hopefully will be the last.

I had the misfortune to be driving through an intersection (I didn’t have a stop sign) when a teenager thought she could make a left in front of me before I got there. She couldn’t see me, because there was a semi in the right lane, while I was in the left.   I totally ran into her.  Of course, her car was still driveable, whereas Chuck (that’s my CRV) is not so much road worthy. The bumper got smooshed into the tire, not to mention there were some guts hanging out from under the hood too.

Of course, she has to explain to mom and dad why their Escalade has no running board and both of the driver’s side doors are smashed in.  I don’t envy her that.

The good news is that no one was seriously hurt-I know I’m sore this morning from the seat belt, so I’m sure they are too-but nothing that required a doctor immediately (I did see my chiropractor this morning and she did her magic, as well as calling the midwife to make sure all was ok there-he’s just fine).  The police came out and were very wonderful.  The insurance company is taking care of everything.  The auto body shop is taking care of Chuck.  We have another car to drive, and we don’t both need to be somewhere until late next week.

The even better news is that while I get to lie around today feeling lazy, I’ve had some time to knit!  I started on a new super secret project.


That’s Malabrigo Chunky in the Hummingbird colorway.  It will turn into a cowl for a Christmas present.

Tragedy! And Celebrations!

Eegads!  My camera is spending some time at the Camera Doctor.  It decided it only wanted to take pictures when it wanted to, which is not helpful when snapping photos of your child at the top of the climbing wall.

The good news is that we have a brand new little itty bitty Canon with which to take shots while my lovely SLR is out (for 2-4 weeks!) I would love to show you what this new camera looks like, but it can’t take a photo of itself.  And I don’t have a second camera to take a picture of it.  Maybe I’ll figure out some time-space continuum where I can take a photo of the camera with the camera.

Hopefully, tomorrow we will be back in business with some pictures!

For now, Ben and I are having a date night in Mishawaka at the Blues Festival.   Miss R is going to visit William and his mom while we go, so it’s a for real, actual, Mommy and Daddy only adult date night.  Which may be our only date night before school starts this year (one more week! ACK!) so we are going to enjoy it!