I would be a great president because I will put everything square and fair. If you make more you pay more. If you make less you pay less. If you donate I will make more of what you donate. Even if it is food, cash, aqipment, and so on. When you get sick it will be free to a dieing matter to a scrape that you can't see. You will be able to get money tell your not poor. When you do a good deed it will be announced. You can make the amount of money that you diserve. Like everyone else you can do alot more. How can it be better? More people can travel anywhere. Costs will go down and less property will be built on. So ... ALECT ME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Looks like we elected the wrong guy president. Elijah would rock it out!
Personally, my favorite part is that our good deeds will be announced. What a feel-good nation this would be if we all praised each other a little more.
Tuesday, November 27, 2012
Sunday, November 25, 2012
Opinions Needed, Please
For years we've been using an uber-lame snowman advent calendar that my Mom bought for $1 on clearance. I'm not complaining; the kids have loved it. But it's time to move on. Seriously.
(Note: If you would like to be the proud owner of an uber-lame snowman advent calendar, let me know. This beauty could be yours!)
I looked around on-line at the offerings and I've picked out two that I would be equally happy with. Tell me what you like!:
Magnet Advent Tins:
http://www.etsy.com/shop/MooreMagnets?section_id=10051700
Fun, right? She has other countdowns available, too. Those tops are removable - so I could switch out for birthday countdowns, first day of school count downs, etc. Not sure I'd ever want to, but there it is.
Wall Hanging Advent:
http://www.landofnod.com/all-shapes-and-sizes-countdown-calendar/f8722
Simple, fun, not cheesy. Check.
What do you think? Opinions needed.
I looked around on-line at the offerings and I've picked out two that I would be equally happy with. Tell me what you like!:
Magnet Advent Tins:
http://www.etsy.com/shop/MooreMagnets?section_id=10051700
Fun, right? She has other countdowns available, too. Those tops are removable - so I could switch out for birthday countdowns, first day of school count downs, etc. Not sure I'd ever want to, but there it is.
Wall Hanging Advent:
Simple, fun, not cheesy. Check.
What do you think? Opinions needed.
Monday, November 19, 2012
A Story with a Moral
We were driving in the car - Rob, me, Tank, and Elijah - listening to music and enjoying it when suddenly this happens:
Elijah: I came up with a story that has a moral.
Rob and I look at each other. I turn off the radio.
Rob: Tell us your story.
Elijah: Okay. There's a man and he is addicted to drugs and doesn't do good things. There's also a naughty man and a wise man. Then there are three samples. One is a little, one is medium, and one is a lot.
Rob: What is the sample?
Elijah: It's just a sample of something. The man addicted to drugs chooses the big sample. The naughty man chooses the medium sample, and the wise man chooses the small sample. The small sample lasts the longest. Why?
Tamra: I thought this was a story. You're supposed to tell us.
Elijah: No, you tell me why.
Tamra: So, it's a riddle, then.
Elijah: No, a story.
Rob: You go ahead and tell us why, bud.
Elijah: Well, the big sample runs out first because the bad man takes it home and uses it all up fast. The naughty man uses his sample slower, but still fast. And the wise man's sample lasts a long time because he is wise and uses it only a little bit.
Rob: Nice. So the moral is to be wise and use our resources sparingly?
Elijah: Yeah.
Cute, no?
Also to be noted: Elijah is our child who is hyper concerned about wasting things. "Don't drink the milk!" he'll say, "You'll waste it!" "We shouldn't drive anywhere! We'll waste gas!" We frequently have discussions about this. (And it's funny that he's so concerned about the topic, because he's the child who often takes food and then doesn't finish it. Which, you know, actually IS wasting.)
Note number two: Sometimes I'm not sure that English is Elijah's first language. He often has these things to say, and they're deep, powerful things, but he can't quite spit them out. You can feel them, hovering right behind his tongue, but refusing to come out right. I'm convinced that if we could all speak Elijah, we'd be amazed at the kid's wisdom and strength.
Elijah: I came up with a story that has a moral.
Rob and I look at each other. I turn off the radio.
Rob: Tell us your story.
Elijah: Okay. There's a man and he is addicted to drugs and doesn't do good things. There's also a naughty man and a wise man. Then there are three samples. One is a little, one is medium, and one is a lot.
Rob: What is the sample?
Elijah: It's just a sample of something. The man addicted to drugs chooses the big sample. The naughty man chooses the medium sample, and the wise man chooses the small sample. The small sample lasts the longest. Why?
Tamra: I thought this was a story. You're supposed to tell us.
Elijah: No, you tell me why.
Tamra: So, it's a riddle, then.
Elijah: No, a story.
Rob: You go ahead and tell us why, bud.
Elijah: Well, the big sample runs out first because the bad man takes it home and uses it all up fast. The naughty man uses his sample slower, but still fast. And the wise man's sample lasts a long time because he is wise and uses it only a little bit.
Rob: Nice. So the moral is to be wise and use our resources sparingly?
Elijah: Yeah.
Cute, no?
Also to be noted: Elijah is our child who is hyper concerned about wasting things. "Don't drink the milk!" he'll say, "You'll waste it!" "We shouldn't drive anywhere! We'll waste gas!" We frequently have discussions about this. (And it's funny that he's so concerned about the topic, because he's the child who often takes food and then doesn't finish it. Which, you know, actually IS wasting.)
Note number two: Sometimes I'm not sure that English is Elijah's first language. He often has these things to say, and they're deep, powerful things, but he can't quite spit them out. You can feel them, hovering right behind his tongue, but refusing to come out right. I'm convinced that if we could all speak Elijah, we'd be amazed at the kid's wisdom and strength.
Saturday, November 17, 2012
What's Been Going Down?
Rob's Job
Rob is finishing up his Tuesday/Thursday NKU class, so that's limiting his travel. Meaning that he essentially is doing no traveling at all until that's over. And by the time NKU is finished, it'll be December, and December is a slow month at the company. So after a very, very slow week where Rob stared at the wall and wondered what in the heck he was supposed to be doing with his time, his boss called him and told him that he recognized that this was an akward situation and that Rob was probably feeling like right now there wasn't much for him to do. Then he said, "Enjoy the time with your family." I was like, "See, Rob? You can stop feeling guilty now." (Rob seems to like feeling guilty. I reject guilt as a fairly useless emotion. I don't know why he keeps it around. Icky thing.)
Essentially Rob is being paid to be a stay-at-home Dad. I'm not going to complain about that.
It is kinda funny, though, to watch Rob do some familiar things. I come home from school, etc., and he's like, "Hi. How was your day? What are you doing? Do you want to talk about it? What are you doing later? Wanna watch a movie? Wanna hang out?" Okay, not quite like that, but sort of. I told him he's a mere weeks away from screaming, "If you don't take me on a date this weekend where we actually leave this house, it's over between us!"
Tamra's School
This semester is done in a month! Praises.
I realized a few weeks ago that part of what was hurting so much in terms of my relationship with school is that my focus became school instead of everything else in my life. I enjoy school, and I work hard for sure, but it's a side note in my life. That's where I determined it to be, and that's where it shall stay. But it had taken a more primary role, and it was throwing everything else off.
I re-focused. I decided that weekend times were once again family time, and to hell with homework. I read more books with the kids. I played Legos. I cuddled with Tank. We've all benefited from this.
Also, Rob is now being paid to take care of things at home. This has helped a ton.
But his job situation has also created a large question mark over my future job situation. We'd been aiming at a full-time job for me, but that's not necessary any more, and not even neccessarily desirable if Rob's going to be home during the days sometimes and traveling other times. It would drive me CRAZY to work full-time if he was here, and if we didn't need the money as a driving force to keep me out there.
So we're re-evaluating all that. We've come to some good conclusions and our future looks pretty awesome. We are so excited about it all. We have a good little life.
The Kids' Halloween
You remember a while back that I told you that Miciah made Tank a Halloween costume? I'm finally posting pictures of it:
It's a robot, of course! And it was a hit. He got ridiculous amounts of candy from adults who were jealous that they didn't have the same exact costume when they were 6 years old. Miciah was like, "Wait, that's not fair. I made it and Tank gets the extra candy?" They shared the candy anyway, so it all worked out.
Miciah was Little Bo Peep. She was going for Pioneer Girl, or Pilgrim or something, but she walked upstairs and Rob said, "What are you? Little Bo Peep?" Love that Miciah girl, she said, "I can be! I have a sheep downstairs!" She's awesome.
Elijah walked around trying to be scary for weeks. He was just cute, not scary. But we'll take it.
And that's life around here. Loving what we've got.
Rob is finishing up his Tuesday/Thursday NKU class, so that's limiting his travel. Meaning that he essentially is doing no traveling at all until that's over. And by the time NKU is finished, it'll be December, and December is a slow month at the company. So after a very, very slow week where Rob stared at the wall and wondered what in the heck he was supposed to be doing with his time, his boss called him and told him that he recognized that this was an akward situation and that Rob was probably feeling like right now there wasn't much for him to do. Then he said, "Enjoy the time with your family." I was like, "See, Rob? You can stop feeling guilty now." (Rob seems to like feeling guilty. I reject guilt as a fairly useless emotion. I don't know why he keeps it around. Icky thing.)
Essentially Rob is being paid to be a stay-at-home Dad. I'm not going to complain about that.
It is kinda funny, though, to watch Rob do some familiar things. I come home from school, etc., and he's like, "Hi. How was your day? What are you doing? Do you want to talk about it? What are you doing later? Wanna watch a movie? Wanna hang out?" Okay, not quite like that, but sort of. I told him he's a mere weeks away from screaming, "If you don't take me on a date this weekend where we actually leave this house, it's over between us!"
Tamra's School
This semester is done in a month! Praises.
I realized a few weeks ago that part of what was hurting so much in terms of my relationship with school is that my focus became school instead of everything else in my life. I enjoy school, and I work hard for sure, but it's a side note in my life. That's where I determined it to be, and that's where it shall stay. But it had taken a more primary role, and it was throwing everything else off.
I re-focused. I decided that weekend times were once again family time, and to hell with homework. I read more books with the kids. I played Legos. I cuddled with Tank. We've all benefited from this.
Also, Rob is now being paid to take care of things at home. This has helped a ton.
But his job situation has also created a large question mark over my future job situation. We'd been aiming at a full-time job for me, but that's not necessary any more, and not even neccessarily desirable if Rob's going to be home during the days sometimes and traveling other times. It would drive me CRAZY to work full-time if he was here, and if we didn't need the money as a driving force to keep me out there.
So we're re-evaluating all that. We've come to some good conclusions and our future looks pretty awesome. We are so excited about it all. We have a good little life.
The Kids' Halloween
You remember a while back that I told you that Miciah made Tank a Halloween costume? I'm finally posting pictures of it:
It's a robot, of course! And it was a hit. He got ridiculous amounts of candy from adults who were jealous that they didn't have the same exact costume when they were 6 years old. Miciah was like, "Wait, that's not fair. I made it and Tank gets the extra candy?" They shared the candy anyway, so it all worked out.
Miciah was Little Bo Peep. She was going for Pioneer Girl, or Pilgrim or something, but she walked upstairs and Rob said, "What are you? Little Bo Peep?" Love that Miciah girl, she said, "I can be! I have a sheep downstairs!" She's awesome.
Elijah walked around trying to be scary for weeks. He was just cute, not scary. But we'll take it.
And that's life around here. Loving what we've got.
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