5/7/10

Are My Ears Burning? Is That A Giveaway I Hear?

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Confession time...

I don't own an Ipod or MP3 player...I don't even own a Walkman or Discman...and I'm really embarassed by it.

Our kids own Ipods, and I think Mark might have grabbed an old Shuffle from one of the kids rooms recently, but alas I am Ipod/MP3 poor.

But it's not because I don't like music...I love music, lots of different kinds of music (I'm listening to the Pride & Prejudice soundtrack on Youtube right now as I type). I'm just afraid of these...

yes, I'm afraid of earbuds.

And I've got good reason...

Kaitlin came home for her fall break from college and as usual she brought with her every possible item from her dorm room that could be shoved into a washing machine. As since I missed her soooo much I decided to help her out with her laundry. And around the 11th or 12th load, as I was turning out her pockets, I found a pair of earbuds. And having never used a pair before, I got curious, found my laptop, plugged in and stuck those cute little things right in my ears.

And I spent the rest of the week, using the cute little things whenever I got on the laptop. Sunday came and it was time for Kaitlin to drive back to school. And as she was finishing packing her car the earbuds sprung to mind. I ran into the house and grabbed the cute little things and said, "Kaitlin, here's your earbuds, I borrowed them, I hope that was okay." and Kaitlin turned to me with a quizzical look on her face and said, "Earbuds? Those aren't mine. Oh wait! I remember now, I found those in the bathroom before I left to come home and I must have forgotten to turn them in to 'Lost & Found'. I don't know who's those belong too."

The bathroom on her dorm floor. Shared by 20 or 30 other girls. Found somewhere (I don't want to know where) in the bathroom.

Ugh...

So after I had been on the antibiotics for a few days, I decided that I would buy my own pair of earbuds...old school style...
I might get that discman after all...

So to celebrate antibiotics, music and all you wonderful moms out there...I'm having a giveaway!

here's the giveaway...

(1) $25 Itunes card
(sheesh...I am the worst photographer in the world!)

here's what you need to do...just leave a comment to the question below (just one comment per person please, and if you leave a potty mouth comment a.k.a. something inappropirate, it'll get deleted) and when time is up, a random number will be drawn.

and here's the question...

"what kind of music did/does your mom enjoy?"

My mom? Elvis...
I remember her sitting on the floor in front of the television
when I was little girl, watching "Elvis Live from Hawaii"
...she really loved that guy!

So hurry up and get your comment in...
giveaway ends on Saturday, May 8th, 2010 at 9:00 p.m. Eastern

5/6/10

"Defender (Call Upon The Name)" - Thomas Road Baptist Church



Love this new song, written by Travis Doucette, a student at Liberty University. And at the 4:30 minute mark, who is that beautiful brunette in the glasses? I think I might know her...

5/4/10

It's Another Random Dozen

Time for another Random Dozen...click the delicious looking doughnuts to find Linda's blog...



1. What was the last thing about which you procrastinated?
Last week's Random Dozen...its still on my Edit Posts page

2. How long does it take you to fall asleep, and do you sleep through the night?
I haven't sleep through the night since I turned 40...what is it about that number? can't sleep through the night, can't see signs when I'm driving at night, can't remember what I left the room for, can't remember to finish blog post questions... 

3. Which decade would you choose to exemplify your favorite fashion styles?
I love the 1940's but my daughter told me recently that I'm beginning to dress like a bohemian (I'm thinking the fake Birkenstocks and the peasant blouse I bought at a flea market a couple of weeks ago might be pushing it a little)

4. What is your personal best dish to feed a crowd?
I make a pretty good mac and cheese...worst dish to feed a crowd would have to be the whole pig we roasted in the ground for three days at Thanksgiving a few years ago...our entire extended family got food poisoning..."Black Friday" took on a whole new meaning for us that year.

5. Are you an impulse shopper? What was the last thing you bought on impulse?
6 toothbrushes (we're a family of five), a bag of onion hamburger rolls, a four pack of Mocha Starbucks and a roll of duct tape. I went into the store to buy a Sunday newspaper. Which I forgot.

6. What is one wish you have for your own funeral?
That when they pass by my open casket, people will say..."she looked so young, you would have never known she was 103"

7. If it's true that joy is in found in the simple things in life, what does your joy look like today?
Mark, Kaitlin, Taryn, and Hayden

8. What is your favorite type of bread?
if its got yeast, comes in a twist-tie bag, hard crust, soft crust, hot out of the oven, or day old...I like it.

9. What trait do you fear developing the most? (Laziness, greediness, grumpiness, etc.)
bitterness...with unforgiveness a close second

10. What trait would you like most to develop?
wisdom

11. Which room in your house best reflects your personality? Why?
our family room...comfortable furniture, family pictures, candles...I'm pretty laid-back...I think its the fake Birkenstocks...

12. How do you maintain balance in your life regarding, work, family, church, other organizations and activities, and blogging?
I use a long pole...

The Honeymoon Part 2

I must have misplaced this thing...

The Beginning of the longest 3 days of my life...

In the short span of about 36 hours Mark and I got married/had our reception/opened gifts with family/repacked our already packed suitcases with opened gifts/convinced parents to instead bring opened gifts when they came for Christmas/repacked suitcases for the third time/cleaned out overnight bag that was now filled with whole box of corn flakes that a certain unnamed family member thought would be a "cute" surprise/said tearful goodbyes to family (except for certain unnamed family member who put said cereal in overnight bag)/flew 3000 miles/and finally, drove 1 1/2 hours from airport to our lovely newlywed apartment...whew.

(and the name of our 30 unit newlywed apartment complex where we would live for the next two years? "The Snooty Fox"...not Snotty...Snooty...included in our rent each month was the unobstructed view of a cariacture of a fox wearing a crown...a fox, by the way, who was a little misguided in his snootiness, considering the fact that he was drawn on the outside wall of a 35 year old beige colored laundry room, along side a "Clean Up After Pet" sign).

Having reached our newlywed dwelling at a very late hour and with another very long drive ahead of us, we quickly repacked...and began our star-filled drive into the night...

Scene fading from car whisking into the night...scene opening to the repacked previously corn flake-filled overnight bag sitting by itself on the bedroom floor in the newlywed apartment...the bag I wouldn't realize was missing until we were 5 hours away.

You gals know the type of bag I'm talking about...make-up, unmentionables, curling iron, toiletries...all the basic staples of newly married gals...way back when we were still shaving our legs...

We arrived in the wee hours of the morning, to check into our reserved room. The reserved room in our honeymoon package. The reserved room with the beautiful view of the mountains. The reserved room that forgot to include in its brochure description "every room complete with mini-bar, jacuzzi, and unknown substance-stained walls!"

It was shortly after we had spent 15 minutes discussing the pros & cons of staying the night in our 'honeymoon/shoulda had a big red "Quarantine" sign on the door' hotel room, that I asked Mark, "did you bring up my overnight bag?" Mark: "the one with the corn flakes?" me: "yes, but I emptied the corn flakes back at my mother's, is the bag still in the car?" Mark: with a look of confusion "you wanted to bring that bag?"

That night I slept on my coat in the bathtub.

Dawn of Day 2 of the longest 3 days of my life...

For our honeymoon, we had decided to go to a skiing resort near Reno, Nevada called Mount Rose. Beautiful scenary. Lakes, Alpine forests, snow-covered mountains, ski chalets...truly like a postcard. And on the drive up the mountain, it got a little stuffy in the car (Mark's beloved Corvette) and so I thought I would roll the electric-powered window down on my side. But then it got a little too chilly. So I thought I would roll the electric-powered window up. Pressed the button. Nothing happened. Pressed it again. Still no window. And after a minute or two of pressing the window button as casually as I could fake it, Mark says to me, "hon, could you roll the window up? it's getting kinda cold in here" I nervously giggled and said "teehee, teehee, it won't go up...teehee...teehee" (unfortunately I really giggled like that, I sounded like a deranged squirrel the first 6 months we were married)

At this point we were nearly at the top of the mountain, having driven on one curvy road for about 45 minutes. Mark found a small overlook area to pull into and tried his best to get the window up with the tools he had...a pair of tweezers and some dental floss that were at the bottom of my purse. But it wasn't happening. The window just wouldn't budge. So we decided to forge on ahead to the ski resort and take a chance with the window...after all the morning sky was bright blue with not a cloud in sight...what could happen?

Coming up...The Afternoon of Day 2 of the longest 3 days of my life...

A simple shopping story...

Her cart was dripping. The grocery cart she was pushing around the produce section of the big box store I had just entered was drippin...