Archives for December 2010

Goodbye 2010, Hello 2011.

(Gimme the ball, gimme the ball, gimme the ball, yeah! Oops. Random Chorus Line flash there. Sorry! At least now you all know what inspired the title -W) 2010. What a year. I made some resolutions, most of which promptly went out the window. Though my main resolution, which was Be Fabulous, did remain… and I am fabulous. I might be a mom in a minivan, but I will still rock my skinny jeans, thigh high boots and an inappropriately smokey eye. Because that’s me. A lot happened. We went on trips… I went to Glen Ivy with Jerad in…

All the ranty bits.

Today, I’ve been quietly ranting about a few things. So I thought I’d sum them up and put them out there. President Obama and Michael Vick. I’ve seen Obama’s comments get overblown. What was the president giving kudos to someone for giving a convict a second chance, when most employers won’t… turned into Obama endorsing Michael Vick. And you know what? I agree with giving Vick a second chance- football is what the man knows, and honestly, the NFL doesn’t really care what someone’s done so long as they can play the game. Do I think he deserves to be…

Not the Christmas I Expected.

Christmas was a day I was both looking forward to and dreading. Not because of family I didn’t want to spend time with, or because I dislike the holiday. I love my family, and love Christmas. But I’ve been followed by a lingering depression following Jerad’s death, and especially lately I’ve had more down moments than I was expecting. So I wasn’t sure what was going to happen. The morning began early, as one might expect. I opened my eyes to find that my oldest son was wide awake. “It’s Christmas,” he whispered. “Let’s wake up [Little Kidlet].” I always…

Christmas is all around!

We made a long and perilous drive to Arizona for the holidays. It was the inaugural road trip with the minivan, and we had to make the drive in the rain. It rained through most of the California portion, and then the rained followed us across the border and up until the last 20 miles of our drive. We are here, at my grandma’s house and having quite a lovely time. There was a meltdown on my part yesterday, where it sort of turned into this 24 hour comic by Scott Kurtz. But insert best friend in place of parents.…

The Mystery of Iwadoo

As most of you know, little kids say strange things. Not just what they actually say, but when they’re trying to perfect their English… you get a lot of funky sounding things that are supposed to be English. The Little Kidlet, seen here decked out to brave Southern California’s winter, will quite often say a lot of things that I don’t understand. My mom, whom I talk to daily, usually hears me repeat it and try to figure it out. Sometimes I’m successful, sometimes I’m not. Which brings me to iwadoo. LK would say it frequently. In the car while…

Vent: Watch the Drinking, okay?

With the holiday season in full swing, I’ve seen posts and tweets from people saying that they’re going to drink to get through it all. And friends talking about spending the weekend drunk, or bragging about how much they drank at a party. It makes me angry. It makes me want to shake them. I’ve never been much of a drinker anyways, but right now… alcohol is the last thing I want crossing my lips. Why? My best friend’s death was basically caused by alcohol. While obviously, this is a private matter, I’m sharing this because I think it’s important…

Pictures!

One of our friends, Michelle Hoffman, is a photographer (Meesh Designs Photography) and just last week did a session with all of us. We got back the CD and I thought I’d share a couple of my favorite pictures with you all (as well as giving her a plug, because I really do love her work). We’re giving pictures of our family to well, family for Christmas right now- so I didn’t include those pictures, since I don’t want to spoil the surprise! I love this one because it really shows how much the boys love each other. I know…

Surprise! It was a Christmas Program.

Today was the Oldest Kidlet’s Christmas Program. For a couple weeks now he’s been singing songs I didn’t quite recognize, and telling me daily about how excited he was that he sang in chapel every day. But he wouldn’t tell me anything about the program itself. “It’s a surprise.” Right, surprise. I learned that a classmate of his was a camel. Another was in the Angel Choir. And another was supposed to be a shepherd, but I think she was sick. But really, nothing about what he was doing in it. As it turns out, he was just singing. But…

Grief is weird.

Yesterday was a lovely memorial for Jerad at a park at an area overlooking a lake. With the exception of everyone singing ‘Amazing Grace’ I’m sure it would have been just what he would have liked. (And about Amazing Grace, Jerad- while we were remembering you, the song was meant to help those of us who believe in God. That’s all, no disrespect intended. These things are meant for those of us left behind. To everyone else, yeah, I addressed part of my blog to him.) I saw lots of familiar faces, and wish I’d been seeing them under different…

The PTC takes their whining beyond TV…

Hilariously, the Parents Television Council has decided to ignore the Television part of their name and condemn the MPAA for changing the rating for Blue Valentine from an NC-17 to R. Even funnier, they condemmed the move for a movie that they admitted they hadn’t seen, and said that it shows that the MPAA is corrupt for allowing the filmmakers to petition. Newsflash, that’s how the MPAA has always operated. They watch the movie, and then filmmakers can petition to get the ratings altered. Sometimes this is accomplished with some minor edits- and sometimes, it just takes a good argument…