Thursday, October 1, 2009

Recent Funnies

We are studying the Ancient Greeks right now. I was going to read a book out loud to Emma and Jack and one of the choices was Jason and the Golden Fleece. Jack asked, "Can we read Jason and the Golden Snitch?" I feel quite certain they didn't play Quidditch in ancient Greece.

Then today Elizabeth was diagramming sentences. One of her sentences was The extremely chubby bulldog drooled. She asked if she could cross out bulldog and write Creed instead.

September 2009 Book Log

58. Sense and Sensibility by Jane Austen
59. Farewell, My Lovely by Raymond Chandler
60. Death du Jour by Kathy Reichs
61. Religion Saves and Nine Other Misconceptions by Mark Driscoll
62. The Future of Christian Learning by Mark Noll
63. A Framework for Understanding Poverty by Ruby Payne
64. Save the World on Your Own Time by Stanley Fish

Wednesday, September 30, 2009


Today started out as a hopeful day on the calendar. Hopeful, in that we were hoping for the joy that comes from seeing that tiny beating heart on an ultrasound screen. Things, however, don't always go as we plan and instead we went for a follow up visit for a miscarriage instead. Because, we believe that life begins at conception, we value that life and love it dearly.
It has been seven years since we have had a little girl and our thoughts had been turned to perhaps having a little girl again with the plan to name her Molly. The big kids too had talked about having another sister and were looking forward to the possibility. Both Anne Michal and Elizabeth told me separately, "I feel like we lost our Molly." While we know this baby may have been a boy and we would have loved him just as dearly as Molly, we feel we lost our Molly and have names her accordingly.
So today we greive the loss of Molly Anderson who had a short but precious life in this world and now has perfect life in the presence of Jesus with big brother Knox.

Wordless Wednesday

Tuesday, September 29, 2009

Take 5

The rules:
Jennifer (whose blog I love to read)got 5 words from another blogger and she did a post about the words she was given. She then offered to give 5 words to someone else. I thought it would be fun, so now I'm going to post on the five words she gave me. If you want to join in, tell me in the comments and I'll send you your own five words!

Just when a diversion was welcome, Jennifer sent me 5 words so here it goes.


What Jennifer doesn't know is that I have loved maps as long as I can remember. I actually have stories to tell about maps. When we were traveling I always like to see where we were going and follow along on a map. Once, we were traveling to my Aunt and Uncle's house in upstate NY. Because I was following along, I knew that my dad had missed his exit, but I didn't say anything. It didn't seem like a good idea, with him being a typical male and all, including not liking to stop and ask for directions. When we would get turned around(a.k.a. lost), he would just say we were taking the scenic route meaning we had already seen it once and were not seeing it again. So anyway, when we found ourselves in NJ eating in a Dairy Queen that served shrimp(so not right people) rather than in NY I decided I might need to tell him where he went wrong. He asked me why I didn't tell him sooner and I told him I didn't think he'd be happy and he just laughed and said, "You are probably right."
Then there was the time in 7th grade when I was taking Kentucky history and we had to draw maps. I am so not an artist but I really like drawing maps. I think probably because it involves precision like math does. I drew my map so closely to scale and exact that Mr. Matthews accuse me of tracing my map. He held it over the map we were using for drawing and labeling and discovered it just looked like I had traced it. Now too bad that crazy geography professor I had in college didn't think I was exact enough and always gave me a B+++++++++++++++++++++ on everything I did. He seriously put that on almost all my papers. It was his way of curving a grade.
And one last map story because I do have four other words to write about. My Junior year of high school we had an exchange student live with us. During the next summer, I stayed with her in Denmark and we spend a couple of weeks traveling around Europe by train. We didn't really have any plans. We'd stop in the next city find a map and go from there. It felt very adventuresome to not know where we were going and find our own way using maps of the city. For the most part we did rather well, but we did get lost once in Paris and some old lady cursed us out(I think) in French and threw her bananas at us. (Do you remember that Metthe?) And then there was the London Underground where we consistingly got on the wrong train and had to backtrack every single time we got on that train. Sadly, I am old and no longer so adventuresome and like to stay home teaching my kids geography from the comfort of our dining room....if only I could find my missing mapaids CD it would be very helpful.

(**I wonder if I should take 5 days to do this **)


It took me a minute to decide if I should go with carpet here or toupee so let me just go with a toupee or a rug. I am not a fan of "the rug." Nope. I think balding men should just go with it. Get a cut really close to the head and wear the bald spot proudly. It is a sign of wisdom and looks distinguished. Do not, however, grow your hair long and do a combover. In that case, I prefer "the rug."
And just for the record, I am not fond of carpet either. Carpet + 5 kids = disaster.


Oh dear. My mom taught me if you don't have anything nice to say don't say anything at all. Here is my list of reasons why I do not want a dog. It is an ongoing list that gets added to every time someone tells me a dog story.
1. They smell.
2. They shed.
3. They chew on things.
4. They bark.
5. Dog slobber is gross and I do not want a dog tongue touching my body.
6. They poop in the yard.
7. They create vet bills.
8. They jump on people.
9. They jump on the furniture.
10. They make annoying panting noses when hot and tired and sometimes just because.
11. You have to figure out something to do with them when you go out of town.
12. They need food and water regularly.
13. They might get fleas or ear mites which makes them stink even worst.
14. They might have the same "issues" as my friend Melissa's dog and we'd hate that.
15. I'd have to keep Creed out of the dogfood and he really likes it.
16. I like kids better. get the idea. I do have tosay there is only one thing that ever has made me think of a dog and that is how much Creed loved my sister's dog when we visited. I got over it really fast though. ;-)


I think Jennifer set me up. I love chocolate. I could live on it. Seriously. I love hot cocoa(my own version) and a good mocha. I love to eat good quality dark chocolate. I love it paired with peppermint and peanutbutter. One of my favorite chocolate bars has to be the Ritter Sport dark chocolate with hazelnuts. If you haven't had one, give it a try.
And I apologize, I love chocolate as much as I detest dogs but can't adequately express it other than to say a little chocolate a day is a good thing.


I love the concept of the dishwasher because I do not like any chores that require you to put your hands in dirty water. When I wash dishes by hand I am constantly putting in clean water. BUT, I hate my dishwasher. Since it was new when we moved in it is a little hard to justify getting a new one. I hate the way it is designed and forces you to load your dishes in a very ineffecient way. It also doesn't clean very well. Who wants a dishwasher that requires you to practically wash your dishes first. If it breaks any time soon, I am going to secretly do a dance of joy and sing the hallelujah chorus that we have to buy a new one.