Tuesday, November 12, 2013

A Shiver in My Bones


It is snowing.
I know, the yard is a nightmare. We had no less than 4 billion tons of leaves this year. 
I have personally cleaned this entire yard twice this year and Parker did it once, too. 
There are still quite a few leaves on the trees, I think the leaves are just going to win this fight. 
We cleared out a lot of brush from the yard this fall and I have high hopes of us creating a nice little sitting spot back there and a flower garden on the other corner where we once had a huge tangle of thorny vines.
The vines on the back fence are staying because I realized that they are the only think holding that old fence up. 
We will see what next Spring brings and what it inspires me to do.
In the meantime-- it's snowing!

I had a great night of sleep last night. I've been down with the flu and had two terrible achy and nightmare filled nights. Last night I slept deep and well and so soundly that I slept right through my alarm and Romy had to wake me up to go get the boys from Seminary.
I awoke to snow flurries and for some strange reason, as I looked at the sky with a solid night of rest behind me, a big stupid grin started to stretch across my face.
Snow!


After the kids were all dropped off at their respective schools, I pulled up to my drive, still in my Muppets Pajamas and New Order T-Shirt and I stood outside in the leaf-pocalypse and stared up at the sky.
Snow!
If you had been standing in the yard next to me, or even in the nosey neighbors yard, listening (as he often does) you would have heard me squeal.
While I know snow is terrible, ugly stuff- this Arizona girl still gets a rush of excitement when she sees it fluttering down from the skies. It always looks like magic. Magic white flakes that dance as the wind carries them for just one more lift and twirl before they settle on to the ground to hide in the grass and blanket the dirt.

The wind, the rain, the coldness- I could do without all of it, but I think my life would carry an empty spot if I could not stand outside and watch the snow fall from the skies. 
The new snow will wash over all of the hard things that were broken in September. 
It will allow the scars of the mistakes to hibernate and heal as they are covered from daily view and when the spring comes, as it does so gloriously in New Jersey we will see that the things that were broken have either decayed and dissolved, or they are transformed from the burdens of the fall into the opportunities of springtime.

It is snowing and all is right with my corner of the world today.

Tuesday, November 5, 2013

So Unique

Today is Election Day, so the kids don't have school. 
They use their schools as polling places and I guess if you allow kids and voters to share the same space, anarchy will erupt.
We didn't get to sleep in because the kids still had Seminary, but you're never going to see me complaining about that- unless it's really cold in the morning and I had a late night. 
I picked up a bag of bagels from the shop and we have a full day of wearing pajamas and watching Netflix in the works. 
I did sneak away this morning and stop by a little place called..........




 As a teen, I probably spent hours locked in a closet with one of these glued to my ear as my friends and I talked about what our chances were of Ricky Martin or George Michael asking us to be their girlfriends.


That's Menudo Ricky Martin, not La Vida Loca Ricky Martin.
I am very old.


 Somewhere, there's a Betsy Ross doll who is feeling mighty lonely as she sits on the shelf with the other super fun homeschool toys. 



The aisles were stocked with comics today.
I'll bet there is a 45 year old guy in sweat pants and a T-shirt with taco sauce on it who is REALLY mad at his mom for getting rid of these


I'm guessing the guy who owned all of these was lacking a few social skills.






Oh thanks Nana, a pillow filled with trash!!!
Who knew you could do so many  FUN things with a paper shredder?



I don't have a funny for these, we just totally had these glasses when I was growing up.
I went through this phase where I drank milk over ice, and once I didn't finish and I put it in the fridge.
The ice melted and it was nasty, but my stepdad was sick of me wasting milk so he made me drink it.
It was so gross. 
I can't stand drinking milk that has even been frozen ever now- and seeing these glasses made me gag.
So- this is actually just a picture I need to bring with me to therapy.





The gal who donated these is a RIOT at parties, trust me. 



You don't want to know how close I came to buying this creepy thing.
I just didn't want it to kill me with it's devil eyes as I slept.
What is this anyway?
 An egg holder? 
A tiny candy dish that holds eight M & M's? 



After successfully separating the two co-joined twin elephant brothers, doctors were dismayed to realize that neither of them actually had a brain.
Let that be a lesson to you, Science.



And what is THIS?
Whatever it is....ouch.



I'm Meow in Hell Meow.
Save meow. 



Here we have a fine example of the rare, but very popular Spoon Squirrels of Puerto Rico.



 Worst.
Pinewood.
Derby.
Ever.
Dad.



With Timmy away at camp,  Mom was able to get rid of some of the worst monstrosities he made her in art class. First to go was the googly eyed strangulation rabbit followed by  fourteen  "Eyes of God" made from Popsicle sticks and yarn.



It's funny because it's a coffee creamer set and cream comes from COWS and COWS have udders and....
 You out there in blog land-if you look in your kitchen right now and find anything with udders....you need help. 


The one handed blown glass clown monster will be visiting you in your dreams tonight.
You're welcome.


It's always time for pears!!!





Dear Santa,
Barbie and Raggedy Ann are for chumps.
 I want a Chicken of the Sea doll for Christmas because I've been good enough.
Love, Sally






Monday, November 4, 2013

Reading

It is so cold outside!!
The leaves are still gorgeous, but they are sure falling faster.
The jackets we have been wearing are soon going to be exchanged for heavy coats, I've already swapped out my Slurpees for hot cocoa and while I love the holidays-- I dread the cold.
My joints have started screaming at me each day.
Darn it.
This time last year though, we still had no power and we stayed warm by boiling big pots of water on the stove all day- so I'll count my blessings and turn up the heater, 
It's stay inside weather though and that means I'm reading a ton and listening to audio books. 
 I've been having a good run since school started.
And it didn't hurt that my sweet Sister and Brother in law sent us a care package with FOUR cans of Stephen's Hot Cocoa. 


You can't get it here and when I went to Utah I stocked up and then gave a bunch of it away to some of  my fellow Utah transplants here in New Jersey who miss it as much as I do. 
Matt is going out of town in the next while, and I am going to be putting my books down long enough to binge watch Pride and Prejudice and drink cocoa until the cold wind blowing outside is completely forgotten. 
(Thanks B & P- we miss you.)

Right now, I'm right in the middle of this:



It is so good!
If you liked Maze Runner, or Hunger Games- it's got that kind of feel, but so far, I'm liking it way more.

I have had this on my "to-read" list for a few years and I finished it:


I don't know what to say about it.
It was a good enough story, it was interesting and I liked the characters and the world he created enough.
But Orson Scott Card can sometimes get really wrapped up in some theological/political thing he's into and sometimes his books get lost in whatever he is trying to preach.
Ender's Game was wonderful, but the follow up books, Speaker for the Dead, Xenocide, Shadow of the Hedgemon, Children of the Mind- all of those-- bleah.  I read them all hoping for that spark that was in Ender's game to return and it just didn't.
It did come in Ender's Shadow, but I think that when Card writes about adults, he loses a lot and as Alvin in this series grows, I suspect I will get sick of it. 
I either love what OSC writes or hate it, and I could love this book, but I suspect I will hate the follow ups, so I think I'll just stop reading while I'm not annoyed with the author. 
By the way, we saw the Ender's Game movie- while the movie is never anywhere near as good as the book, it wasn't bad. My kids who hadn't read the book really liked it, those of us who did read the book didn't leave frustrated. Romy started reading it the next day. 

But back to what I'm reading....

I also read this:


Great story, but it has some crass language. Teenage swearing level, more than I'd allow Roe to read, but Zane could.
I think the author is a huge fan of old pictures and while it's great that creepy old pictures inspired the story, I think sometimes he just wrote things to include the pictures he wanted to use and relied on the images to do the writing for him. He uses the pictures that inspired him as a bit of a crutch.  His second in the series is coming out and I will read it.
I did enjoy it, I enjoyed it enough that I bought the author's book that was completely about found pictures:



It was a fun book.


Next on deck is this series:


Because THIS book still hasn't come out and I am just dying waiting for it:


Yeah, there isn't even a mock up of the cover released.
Come on Jim Butcher, the Olsons are DYING here. 


What are you reading?