4.29.2008
"Gotta Dance"
Being a majority female household - Dancing with the Stars has become a diversion that practically rivets us to the TV each Monday night. As fun as it is to watch the stars perform -- for me, the best part is watching Loralee. The phrase that comes to mind is from one of my more favorite movies - Singing in the Rain -- "Gotta dance!"
4.21.2008
Our Tree
We have a huge White Oak in our front yard. It doesn't shade the house, it leaves a thick caking of 
pollen on everything in the Spring, it has these little hangy things that stick to everything and causes a nasty pasty stuff when it is wet -- not to mention ALL of those leaves each fall. BUT OH... I will miss every aspect of this tree! I so enjoy watching the wind rustle through the branches, hearing the kids jump in the leaves that it leaves behind and watching them use it as a jungle gym. Their laughter has been the best part of this tree. Being as hormonal as I am -- I started to cry today when I realized that when this house sells I will no longer get to enjoy watching it go from season to season. I think leaving this tree will actually be right up there with having to leave Walker. I have decided that no matter where we end up -- there will have to be at least one HUGE tree in my front yard.
4.12.2008
(Grass) Surfing (Ga) USA
We decided to take advantage of the beautiful 75 degree spring weather and head off to the Stone Mountain Laser Spectacular on Thursday evening. They have changed it from last year - quite dramatically-- they had taken out some of the favorites we've come to know and they used a different version of my "Devil Went Down To Georgia". It is okay --worth seeing if you aren't too attached to the older versions -- but you just don't mess with my Charlie Daniels Band. ANYWAY -- before the whole thing started - the kids took apart the sides of our wagon and used it to grass surf. Even Loli got into it this year. You don't have to view the whole thing to get the idea.
4.03.2008
Tag -- About Me and My Husband
What is his name: John Leslie Hyde
How long have you been together? 13 years, 95 days and some hours
How long did you date? On and off OR off and on -- depending on how you look at it from May 1993 until December 1994 -- give or take a few months here and a few months there.
Who eats more? He does -- but I seem to be the one who weighs more.
Who said, "I love you." first? He asked if I did and I said yes -- So, I guess that I was the one that caved first.
Who is taller? Right now -- he is by a couple of inches.
Who is smarter? That would definantly be ...... well, it depends in what category. He'd win hands down in some things and I in others.
Who does the laundry? Me -- he'll do his clothes if he runs out of them before I feel like doing wash.
Who does the dishes? Me -- or whichever unlucky kid gets tagged before they can leave the dinner table.
Who sleeps on the right? Facing the bed -- he does. Closest to the door. Now if the left was closer -- he'd sleep on the left. Something about being closer to the door. Which is fine with me because I have a thing for being closer to the window.
Who mows the lawn? He more than I -- and really the kids more than I , too. But I do it often enough.
Who cooks dinner? I usually do -- unless it is a "fend for yourself" night. Although -- when he cooks -- he does a great job!
Who is more stubborn? I am -- Yet, he is doing a lot better at it and may surpass my streak soon.
Who kissed who first? That would have to be John -- mainly because I'd never kissed anyone before and my first attempts left A LOT to be desired -- at least I thought so -- he didn't seem to mind -- He just stated that we'd have to practice OFTEN.
Who asked who out first? He called me. Blind date type of thing. We went bowling with his brother and sister-in-law and then to a movie. It was my first "official" guy ask girl date.
Who proposed? He did. He spent all day making me a video. I thought that it was very clever and totally endearing. In fact, he's just made good on one of those proposal video promises -- I now have a red entry door.
Who has more siblings? Well, - we both come from six. I have more siblings living. He has 3 sisters and 2 brothers and I have one brother and four sisters.
Who wears the pants? To be honest -- I really think that we do pretty well at sharing the pants. It is just deciding on who has to get the zipper up and the button fastened that creates some issues.
I tag - any who read this blog and wants to participate.
How long have you been together? 13 years, 95 days and some hours
How long did you date? On and off OR off and on -- depending on how you look at it from May 1993 until December 1994 -- give or take a few months here and a few months there.
Who eats more? He does -- but I seem to be the one who weighs more.
Who said, "I love you." first? He asked if I did and I said yes -- So, I guess that I was the one that caved first.
Who is taller? Right now -- he is by a couple of inches.
Who is smarter? That would definantly be ...... well, it depends in what category. He'd win hands down in some things and I in others.
Who does the laundry? Me -- he'll do his clothes if he runs out of them before I feel like doing wash.
Who does the dishes? Me -- or whichever unlucky kid gets tagged before they can leave the dinner table.
Who sleeps on the right? Facing the bed -- he does. Closest to the door. Now if the left was closer -- he'd sleep on the left. Something about being closer to the door. Which is fine with me because I have a thing for being closer to the window.
Who mows the lawn? He more than I -- and really the kids more than I , too. But I do it often enough.
Who cooks dinner? I usually do -- unless it is a "fend for yourself" night. Although -- when he cooks -- he does a great job!
Who is more stubborn? I am -- Yet, he is doing a lot better at it and may surpass my streak soon.
Who kissed who first? That would have to be John -- mainly because I'd never kissed anyone before and my first attempts left A LOT to be desired -- at least I thought so -- he didn't seem to mind -- He just stated that we'd have to practice OFTEN.
Who asked who out first? He called me. Blind date type of thing. We went bowling with his brother and sister-in-law and then to a movie. It was my first "official" guy ask girl date.
Who proposed? He did. He spent all day making me a video. I thought that it was very clever and totally endearing. In fact, he's just made good on one of those proposal video promises -- I now have a red entry door.
Who has more siblings? Well, - we both come from six. I have more siblings living. He has 3 sisters and 2 brothers and I have one brother and four sisters.
Who wears the pants? To be honest -- I really think that we do pretty well at sharing the pants. It is just deciding on who has to get the zipper up and the button fastened that creates some issues.
I tag - any who read this blog and wants to participate.
4.02.2008
"Sing..Sing A Song...
Sing out loud, sing out strong. Don't worry if it's not good enough -- for anyone else to hear. Just sing. Sing a song. Lalalalala -- Lalalalalala -- Lalalalalalala......"
Does anyone else remember this song from Sesame Street? Doesn't it just make you smile!?!
Today I was picking up lunch for John and there was this young man in the car next to mine, sitting in his driver seat -- SINGING. He saw me ... and the other people who looked his way -- but he kept singing. It brought a smile to my face and I stated, "Good for you!" (Actually, I thought, "Bully for you kid!" "Bully" meaning the same thing a "Way to go" or "Good for you" -- Verbage I have seemed to pick up from my better-half's wonderful family).
Maybe it was that the song was appealing to me and/or his voice blended rather well with that of the song arteest -- I don't rightly know -- but I do know that it reminded me of those days when listening/singing(at the top of my lungs -- so that anyone else could hear) to my favorite song brought me happiness. Oh! -- the songs that still to this day will bring a leap to my heart, a twinkle to my eye and a bounce to my step.
I sang songs all the way to John and all the way home again, today. And ya know what -- it brightened every aspect of my life this beautiful spring day. May we all have a song in our heart and SING -- Sing OUT LOUD so that everyone else can hear!
Does anyone else remember this song from Sesame Street? Doesn't it just make you smile!?!
Today I was picking up lunch for John and there was this young man in the car next to mine, sitting in his driver seat -- SINGING. He saw me ... and the other people who looked his way -- but he kept singing. It brought a smile to my face and I stated, "Good for you!" (Actually, I thought, "Bully for you kid!" "Bully" meaning the same thing a "Way to go" or "Good for you" -- Verbage I have seemed to pick up from my better-half's wonderful family).
Maybe it was that the song was appealing to me and/or his voice blended rather well with that of the song arteest -- I don't rightly know -- but I do know that it reminded me of those days when listening/singing(at the top of my lungs -- so that anyone else could hear) to my favorite song brought me happiness. Oh! -- the songs that still to this day will bring a leap to my heart, a twinkle to my eye and a bounce to my step.
I sang songs all the way to John and all the way home again, today. And ya know what -- it brightened every aspect of my life this beautiful spring day. May we all have a song in our heart and SING -- Sing OUT LOUD so that everyone else can hear!
3.27.2008
Choice & Consequence
CHOICE #1: Playing in the creek on a hot June day.
CONSEQUENCE #1...
CHOICE #2: Continuing to stand in the creek on the slick rocks.
CONSEQUENCE #2...
~~~~~"Oh, my poor Jarom!"~~~~~~~
MORAL #1 Slick rocks equal wet bottom and bruised ego.
MORAL #2 When in doubt blame your older sister.
Before and After
Look what almost 2 years, three wall color choices later and hours upon hours of work have done.
3.25.2008
Anna Did It!
John said to AnnaMerin, "Go climb that tree." So that's what AnnaMerin did. Check out the stance at the end -- our own little "Peter Pan" in training!(Turn the volume down -- unless you really want to hear the little neighborhood spat between the other kids over the welding of a golf club)
3.12.2008
Spring Has Sprung
One day, there was a blind man sitting on the steps of a building with a hat by his feet and a sign that read: "I am blind, please help." A creative publicist was walking by and stopped to observe. He saw the blind man had only a few coins in his hat. He dropped in more coins, and without asking for permission, took the sign and rewrote it. He then returned the sign to the blind man and left. That afternoon the publicist returned to the blind man and noticed that his hat was full of bills and coins. The blind man recognized the publicist's footsteps and asked if it was he who had rewritten his sign and wanted to know what he had written on it. The publicist responded: "Nothing that was not true. I just wrote the message a little differently." He smiled and went on his way. The new sign read: "Today is the first day of spring and I cannot see it."
My sister emailed this story the other day -- I have reflected upon it several times since then -- but as I read it the first time through it brought to mind an experience I had while serving a mission for the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints in Spain. Hna. Trinidad and I were on our way to somewhere (the "all important" location has long been forgotten) -- The weather was really nice but we had a good amount of walking to do up some of Orense's hills -- and we were late! I was raised to be punctual and being so was enough to put me into a foul mood. As we walked past a park, my companion stopped next to a tree. -- I am almost positive that had you been there you'd have seen my arms crossed and my foot a'tappin and I am sure that my companion could feel the tension that I exuded. -- As I approached her, she asked me to take a look at the new blossoms that had just bloomed on the tree. "Oh, ...yeah..., they're nice -- we're late let's go!" (At least that what I'd intended to say -- but, even today I am not sure of the accuracy of my then ability to speak my second language.) She sighed, turned away from the tree and began walking with me. After a while she turned to me very humbly and explained to me the importance of stopping to see those blossoms. I don't remember her exact words - but the message that stays with me even after these 17 years is...
There are times when it is needful to stop and listen (or see) the testimony of the Savior's love exhibited by the beauty of those creations he has given us. Since that day I make it a point to stop and enjoy the beauty of our world and to give thanks for the blessing in my life that these beautiful things bring as well as rejoice in my testimony that our Savior lives and loves me. Happy Easter Everybody!
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