My Real Life

February 12, 2010

I Made my Choices

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You may remember that a few days ago, I asked for recommendations for television shows that you think I should watch as I recover from my sinus surgery next week.

I also posted the question on Facebook and wound up with 32 responses.  I don’t think I’ve ever seen so many responses on Facebook.  Who knew so many of us were loving tv shows?

So, I took the feedback from Facebook and the blog and have made my decision.

First of all, Criminal Minds came up a few times, and let me say that I already watch it and love it.

My friend Ashley recommended Lost and said I need to give it a try, so I am reassuring her that I’ve watched all the seasons and although this season is giving me a headache, I’m still in the game.

I watch Leverage on and off and have enjoyed it, but I think I’ve seen enough to not need to order the entire season.

The shows I’ve gone ahead and listed in my Netflix queue, and are set to arrive tomorrow, are: Battlestar Galactica, Burn Notice,  and Firefly. 

Battlestar Galactica: I’m a sucker for SciFi and have pretty much never met a Sci Fi movie or show that I haven’t loved.  So, I’m willing to give this a shot.

Burn Notice:  I’ve seen a few episodes of this show and love it.  I’m a big fan of Bruce Campbell, who used to be on Xena: Warrior Princess, one of my all-time favorite shows.  Say what you want.  I’m not ashamed.

Firefly:  See the explanation for Battlestar Galactica.

If I’m still down for the count and have made my way through all of these, I’m going for Chuck and Arrested Development next, to bring a little levity to the table. 

All of this being said, what I’m really hoping is that my nose doesn’t hurt too much to rest my glasses on so that I can read.  I can listen to the tv without my glasses, but reading doesn’t quite happen without them.  Unless, of course, I get some books on CD. 

But that would be a whole different post.

February 11, 2010

Four Years Ago…

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Four years ago, last night, I was at my friend, Tara’s house.

It was a Friday night and I had just completed my last day of work before my maternity leave.

We were watching teen dance movies to gear up for our full-day play rehearsal the next day.

I was gearing up to get my 9 month pregnant self off the couch and go home, when Tara’s husband, Scott, asked if I had ever seen The Family Guy.  I hadn’t.

So, they showed me what they considered to be one of the funniest episodes.  The one that starts with the guys having an ipecac swallowing contest, where they all puke all over each other.

Juvenile.

Disgusting.

One of the freaking funniest things I’ve ever seen.

I laughed so hard, I couldn’t breathe.  I almost peed.  I didn’t.  But, almost.

An hour later, at my house, my water broke.

I never actually went into labor, but with the broken water, they needed to get the baby out.

After two c-sections, we went for the third, and a few hours later, we met Baby Monkey.

Unfortunately, I have no photos to share of Baby Monkey at his babiest. 

All of his photos were on the computer which crashed, taking them all with it.

But, here he is at about 6 months old.

Dear God.

Look at him.

He wasn’t always this happy.

When he was brand new, until he was about three months old, he was a crier.

Not all the time.

Just from 10:17 pm through 1:49 am.

Every. Single. Night.

We had to stand and bounce him in a particular V-shaped bounce to settle him, and if you deviated from the pattern…Lord help you.

But, he grew. 

He continues to grow.

He is 100% his own little person.

He’s ridiculously laid back.

He’s a chatterbox.

He’s hysterical.

He’s snuggly.

He’s my baby.

And today, he turned four.

He blew out his candles.

He opened his presents.

Tomorrow?

He’ll look a little bigger, be a little taller, and be that much closer to 5.

Oh, my baby.

February 10, 2010

Snowmaggedon

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Okay, I almost didn’t make that the title because it is the most ridiculous thing I’ve ever heard. 

Comparing a snow storm (one that isn’t even that bad) to the end of the world is nonsense.

Yet…

I can’t stop saying it.

Snowmaggedon.

It makes me giggle.

Say it with me.

Snowmaggedon.

It makes you giggle, too, right?

You don’t have to say it.  I know it does.

So, as the world came to an end, outside, pounded by the softly drifting snow, the monkeys and I enjoyed a perfectly fabulous snow day.

There was hot chocolate, movies, and birthday cake baking.

There was also some playing in the snow.

It had stopped snowing for a while, and I had asked the monkeys if they wanted to go play outside.

They weren’t quite ready, yet.

However, once the snow started again and turned into what I would almost call “blizzard-like conditions,” they decided it was time to go outside.

Snow fun was always my favorite fun as a kid, so I bundled them up and sent them out.

As they walked into the driving snow I called, “If it gets so bad you can’t see each other, it’s time to come back in!”

Then, I toyed with the idea of tying them all together with a rope like they did in the episode of Little House on the Prairie where there was the terrible storm in Walnut Grove, and then again, when the students from the blind school had to get through a storm (but I think that might have been a dust storm).

I decided to take our chances.

Instead, I took pictures of the snow.

Here’s the deck.  No hockey today.

We also decided to have lunch in the kitchen and not on the deck.

Maybe some barbeque for dinner?

Then again, maybe not.

The view of the woods was beautiful.

At one point, the monkeys called me to look because they had cleaned off the van.

However, by the time I walked down the five stairs to the front door, it was pretty well covered again.

The guy across the street used his snow blower seven times.  I kid you not…seven times throughout the day.

Didn’t make a dent.

The monkeys came in after not too long in the snow.

They don’t have the snow constitution of their old mom.

Or, at least the snow constitution that their old mom had when she was their age.

I’d play in the snow until I turned blue.

So, they came inside, peeled off the wet clothes, put on some dry ones and snuggled under a blanket for a movie.

They took baths and got on their jammies after the movie, we ate dinner, and I was just about to start our bedtime routine when the calls came.

Snowmaggedon has taken another victim.

No school tomorrow.

Two snow days in a row?

Unheard of!

However, I’m sure we’ll find a way to pass the time.

Good Days

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February is always a crazy month around here, and it’s not just due to birthday madness.

In February, we rehearse for the play until 5:00 each day, which means that we all have to be super-organized, or else we’ll lose our minds.

This past Monday was a particularly long day, as I had play rehearsal, then I went to tutor.  After that, Monkey Girl and I picked up Baby Monkey, ran home to pick up Monkey in the Middle’s basketball shirt, then went to his school, where he was in after care, and got him dressed just in time for his practice to start.  (Practice is held at his school.)

A few minutes in, Real Man arrived, and we chatted for a bit, then I left while he stayed, to run to Walmart to pick up Baby Monkey’s birthday present. 

I’ve had the shopping done for the big kids for awhile, but he’s a little harder to shop for.

When I was done shopping, I called Real Man from the car and said I was leaving and he told me that practice was just ending.  We quickly devised a plan and agreed to meet.

So, Real Man clipped the monkeys in their seats and started out of the school driveway.  He pretended to take a wrong turn, and continued to pretend to take wrong turns until (fabulous timing) we both pulled into the Wendy’s parking lot at the same time.

The kids nearly lost their minds.  We haven’t taken them out to eat in a long, long time, however we still have the gift cards to Wendy’s that my parents got us for Christmas.

We found a table in a back corner, got our orders and sat and ate and laughed.

We caught up on everyone’ s day, talked about our plans for the rest of the week, discussed superstitions that might help us have a snow day on Wednesday (jammies inside out and backwards) and just enjoyed each other.

I sat back and looked at them all and my heart just swelled. 

With these monkeys in my life…it’s always a good day to be me.

February 7, 2010

Super Bowl Sunday

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Today was a good day.

Baby Monkey and I started out the day snuggling together, watching Thomas the Tank Engine and randomly bombarding each other with kisses, while Real Man and the big monkeys were at church.

Then, we headed to Walmart and picked up something we had ordered and then hit the pharmacy to pick up my preop medications.

We came home, chilled out for a bit, and then headed to my newest nephew’s christening.

There is nothing like a baby.

The nice surprise at the church was that there were three other babies being christened that day, and one of them was the baby of a high school friend, so it was great to get to see her son baptized, as well.

After the ceremony (is it called a ceremony? service? session?) we headed to a local restaurant for a celebration of the little guy.

Monkey in the Middle sat with his cousin/partner in crime.  At one point, my sister-in-law and I glanced over at their table (table for four…Monkey in the Middle, Baby Monkey, Partner in crime, and Partner in crime’s little brother) and found them like this:

The shore is going to be interesting this year.  They are a little older, a little wiser, and a little more devious. 

Love those kids.

While there, I got to hold my new nephew for awhile.

Be. Still. My. Heart.

I’d love another baby.  Seriously.  Would love one.

Holding a baby is dangerous for me.

Yet still…

I held him and smelled his baby wonderfulness.  We smiled at each other and bonded.

I think I’m his favorite aunt.

Alas, we eventually had to leave and I had to turn him over to his mother, but we whispered to each other that we’d hang out again.

We headed home and I immediately got the boys in a bubble bath where they soaked and played for about forty-five minutes.  They got out and jammied up and then Monkey Girl got a fresh bath where she soaked and read for about an hour.  Then, she jammied up and by that time my father-in-law was here and it was Super Bowl time.

We had bought some snacks for the SuperBowl, like Doritos, Cheetos, Pringles, etc.

What did Baby Monkey choose?

A bowl full of melon.

Makes his Mommy’s heart sing.

And I hate melon.

It was a little difficult to pay attention to the game, because after every play, Monkey in the Middle had to act it out for us in his own, personal instant replay.

Every. Single. Play.

At the end of the first quarter, I was $50 richer.

That was VERY exciting for me.

At half-time, we put the monkeys to bed and watched the rest of the game.

I like football, as a game, but to me it’s SuperBowl, Schmuper Bowl, so truly, I watched for some good football and for some great commercials.

By the end of the game, however, we were fans of the Saints, as Real Man was $225 richer.

Tee-hee!

Holding a baby, fruit eating monkeys, instant replays in my family room and winners all around?

Now that’s a great day.

Entertain Me

I’m going to be having some reconstructive surgery on my sinuses next week, and have been advised that I’ll need to be resting and still for quite a few days afterward.

I’m nervous, but if it stops these sinus infections, it is so worth it!

I have my shelf of books to be read, however, I’ve also been advised that my eyes might get tired more quickly as I heal, and that television might be a better option, particularly because if I need to, I can close my eyes and listen.

So, I’m asking you…what’s the best show on TV that I’m not watching? 

It’s got to be a show that has at least one season on DVD so that I can get it/them from Netflix.

I don’t care about the genre…I’m happy to give anything a try.  I’m not a good rester, so I will need to be distracted from the fact that I’m not doing anything.  So, make it good!

So, please, please, please give me some recommendations of shows with which I should fill my queue!

February 6, 2010

Instinct?

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What is it about snow, or the threat of impending snow, that causes people to eat?

I mean, I understand the need to shop and stockpile before a storm. 

I get that survival instinct.

But when we get home, and the snow is about to fall, what causes us to eat everything in sight?

At least, causes me to eat everything in sight?

We had large amounts of snow predicted for last night, heading into today.

Monkey Girl and I went to ShopRite yesterday to do the food shopping for next week, figuring we’d never make it back over the weekend, once the storm hit.

ShopRite was swarming with people, which was to be expected.

People were just randomly throwing things in their carts, with panic-stricken looks on their faces.

Not me.

I had a list.

Until I passed the Archway Iced Oatmeal cookies and had visions of snuggling under a blanket, while the snow fell, reading and eating these cookies while drinking hot cocoa.

Until Monkey Girl reminded me we needed some snacks for the Super Bowl, and their wouldn’t be time to get them on Sunday because we have my nephew’s christening.  So, we bought some Doritos, Cheetos, and Pringles.  They were 2 for $4.  So, we got two of each.

Until we passed the Entenmann’s doughnuts, which the kids love, and I thought would be a fun snowy morning treat for Saturday morning, when they woke up and the world was white.

Needless to say, I left with a cart that rivaled every other snow-panicked shopper in the store.

Yet, again, I kinda get that. 

The “what-if” of an impending natural event.

What I don’t get is how it is now, approximately, 24 hours after we left ShopRite and we have eaten through both bags of Cheetos, both boxes of the Archway cookies, a box of doughnuts, the cannister of Pringles (which I forgot to mention), and half a bag of Doritos.

I’ll take credit for both boxes of cookies.

The rest, I share with the family.

So, why is it?  Some instinct that we share with bears?  A modified hibernation instinct?

Really, though…do I care?

It was good.

Oh, and it didn’t even really snow.

February 4, 2010

Must Read

Every night, after the boys go to bed, Monkey Girl and I read together. 

Usually, she reads her book and I read mine, and we snuggle up next to each other in literary bliss.

However, last week she saw the commercial for the new movie The Lightning Thief.  She thought it looked like a good movie and asked if we could go see it when it comes out.

Flashback to a few years ago.

I was teaching 8th grade Social Studies and when teaching my unit on Ancient Greece, I stumbled across the book, The Lightning Thief by Rick Riordan.

I read it and fell in love with it.

Then, I thought, it’s an excellent book, full of ancient Greek mythology.

I’m going to read it to my class.

So, I started reading this book aloud to my 8th grade Social Studies classes.

My students, 13 and 14 year old boys and girls, were completely rapt.

They literally ran to class every day and sat at the edge of their seats to hear more of the book.

I was in heaven.

I started getting phone calls from parents saying, “I don’t know how you did it, but my son, who has never read a book for pleasure in his life, asked me to drive him to Barnes and Noble last night because he wanted to buy the book, as well as the sequel.”

The next year, I extended what I was doing, a bit, because I knew that the truth of the matter is that reading aloud to the class isn’t really best practice in teaching.  Instead, by this time, quite a few of the kids had read this book, and perhaps the second in the series, but the third had just been released.  So, in my Social Studies class, we started book clubs where the kids chose what book in the series they would read and then had excellent, in depth discussions surrounding both the story, but also the mythology involved, and what mythology did for ancient civilzations…what purpose it served.   We got the literary piece and the historical piece and had a great few weeks.

That grew, and we eventually created an enrichment class called “Mythology” where we went into even further depth into Greek mythology and did book groups on the entire series (which grew to five books) and connected to the ancient Greek studies we did in Social Studies.

I loved those days.

Anyway, that was a really long story to say that when Monkey Girl asked to see the movie, I said, “Actually, we own the books.  Let’s read the book before we see the movie.”

And so, we do.

After the boys go to bed, Monkey Girl and I now read, together, aloud from The Lightning Thief.  She brings it to school with her, and during her free reading time, she reads it and carries Post-It notes with her, on which she writes questions she has for me, or thoughts that the book is evoking from her as she reads, then we talk about it at night.  (To clarify, she suggested the Post-Its, as it is what they do in school.)

Harry Potter, The Lightning Thief, The Golden Compass… all of these, books that have inspired kids to read.  They have inspired kids who have never read before to read, and in the instance of The Lightning Thief, to learn along the way.  I don’t care how old you are, I suggest that everyone pick up one of these books.  Currently, I’d recommend The Lightning Thief, since the movie is on its way.  Kids book, adult book…who cares?  If it’s a good book, why not pick it up?

February 3, 2010

Birthday Month

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February is birthday month at the monkey house.

Baby Monkey was born on 2/11/06.

Monkey in the Middle was born on 2/15/04.

Monkey girl was born on 2/23/01.

Before you ask, (because you will…everyone does), no, this was not planned.

Long story there, but let’s just say that we were incredibly grateful each time to have had a child, after long periods of waiting.  Planning a birth month never entered the picture.

Having a birthday month has it’s pros and cons.

Pro: You get all of the birthdays out of the way in a little more than a week, and then you are home free for the rest of the year.

Con: Three birthdays in a little more than a week means three parties, three cakes, three times as many gifts on your credit card. (Although, we do try to do birthdays in cash.  This year, that’s a definite.)

I’m sure you can imagine many more pros and cons.

I choose to embrace birthday month and make February the most fun month ever.  We all get equally excited for everyone’s birthday, as they approach, and it’s just a good time to be a monkey.  (Or a monkey Mama, as the case may be.)

Anyway, gearing up for birthday month always makes me nostalgic, so be prepared for pictures of the monkeys in their younger years.  Unfortunately, our computer crashed a few years ago, and we hadn’t gotten around to backing up the photos we had stored there, so we’ve lost forever the photos of Monkey in the Middle when he was first born until he was almost a year old, and the pictures of Monkey Girl from about 2 and 1/2 to four years old.  However, we still have many, many to share.

Like this:

My 100%, all time favorite picture of Money in the Middle, which I am only now realizing must have resized itself when I posted it to Facebook, and I cannot find the original.  Shoot.

Anyway, the look of pure exhiliration, joy, nervousness, and childhood on his face in this photo is priceless and sums up the purpose of amusement park rides for me in a way that words never could.

So, brace yourself for some walks down memory lane in the coming weeks. 

I promise to still regale you with tales from regular, real life around here, but you’ll have to bear with me on the other, as my babies are growing up.

February 2, 2010

Putting it Out There

I entered the Amazon Breakthrough Novel Award contest today.

For those of you who don’t know, a few years ago, I wrote a novel.

(You can read the synopsis and about the book at my novel blog here.)

I’ve sent a few queries in, but haven’t really marketed and searched for an agent or publisher like I should.

The truth is, trying to sell your novel is a full-time job.

I’ve already got a full-time job.

And a part-time job.

And three children to raise.

So, it’s been tough. 

I’ve sent all of my e-mail queries in, but to be honest, I’ve been lax with sending in snail mail queries. 

However, I feel pretty strongly that I need to start seriously marketing this novel if I really want something to happen.

Yesterday, a friend of mine, Matt, shared with me the Amazon contest.  He suggested I enter, so I checked it out and felt like it would be a good match for me, so today, I submitted all of my information, including my full manuscript.

That’s the scary part.  Turning my work over to someone else.

Some of my closest friends have read the novel, but other than that, I play it pretty close to the vest with the novel.

Stupid strategy.

You want someone to publish the book?

You need to let someone read it.

So, today was a step in that direction, and it reminds me that it’s a good novel and it deserves to be read.

Nothing may come of it, with regards to the contest.

However, I’ve been re-inspired to pursue this dream, and to me, that’s better than winning.

Well, maybe not better than winning, but it’s important. 🙂

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