Friday, June 25, 2010

They Notice More Than You Think...

Was flipping through the channels with the boys on either side of me last night when I came across Nancy Grace and stopped for a minute when I saw Breaking News: DNA Found Under Flores' Fingernails.  I watched for a second and Luke said, "That guy killed two people."
I was surprised.  "How do you know?"
"I've seen this guy."
"Oh."
"Why did he kill those people?"
I thought for a second..."I guess because the girls said something to him he didn't like."
"What if he comes here and kills you because you are a girl?"
"He's in prison far far away."
"For how long?"
"Forever."
"Forever?"  That gave him a sense of relief.
I need to make sure I turn the channel more when he comes around Nancy Grace and JVS stuff. 
Bless his heart.
On Michael Jackson's death anniversary, he said: "I wish he was still alive and dancing."

Thursday, June 24, 2010

Smell This, Not That.

Childhood is measured out by sounds and smells and sights, before the dark hour of reason grows.
John Betjeman

Childhood smells of perfume and brownies.
David Leavitt

 
I've been "into" smells lately. Noticing them...more.

Thought about my Grandmother D the other night and couldn't figure out why she was in my head so much. She passed away in 2000? I think that's right. I finally realized that why she came to mind was because the pillow I was sleeping on was dried out on the line and that's what she used to do---dry clothes out on a line, as those of her generation did.  It was cool realizing that and capturing that part of my childhood that was lost way back in my brain.

Also felt peaceful when I was driving on the interstate from "Hoovah" to our exit and smelled grass being cut along the road.
That is a very peaceful smell to me. Childhood=safe from the world. Daddy cutting the grass...

Thursday, June 17, 2010

Quality Television


Luke, while watching Toddlers and Tiaras with me:
"Omigosh, Mom! That girl has a lady's head and a kid's body!"
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I asked Jake if he wanted to be in a pageant. He said yes. We practiced his "pageant walk". It's awesome. I will video it soon.  We showed it to Chris when he got home.
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I want there to be a Van Der Sloot cam. Inside his cell. 24/7.  How awesome would that be?
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I've been using my retractable clothesline for the sheets and pillowcases.  Somehow it's not as exciting as I thought it would be.

Wednesday, June 09, 2010

Everybody Loves the Sound of a Train in the Distance

Swing.



Night.


Fireflies.


Sweaty boys chasing a ball.

Sound of train in distance.

Thinking of two girls who should still be here on earth.

Monday, June 07, 2010

Someone likes my spaghetti.

And yes, those are empty RX bottles he was playing with. :) I took the caps off so he wouldn't figure out the trick to child proof medicine bottles.

From Couch to Armchair

Chris: You okay?
Jen: Yeah, why?
Chris: You have looked flushed all day.
Jen: Yeah, cuz I have a sunburn.

Heat

Tired of bad news on TV, around me, etc.  Anybody got any GOOD NEWS???

Thursday, June 03, 2010

Hello...

New things:
South Beach Diet
Ebayin'
Really into genealogy right now due to Who Do You Think You Are? 
Friday Night Lights & Wipeout=Yay
Seems like there is a lot of bad news locally lately and unexpected deaths to young people. Really makes me feel like it's the end of time.

Got my retractable clothesline rigged up but haven't used yet....
And I'll admit it...the Lost finale helped me with my faith. Go ahead and sneer. :)




JACK: Dad?
CHRISTIAN: Hello, Jack.
JACK: I don't understand...you died.
CHRISTIAN: Yeah. Yes I did...
JACK: Then how are you here right now?
CHRISTIAN: How are you here?
JACK: I died too...
[Jack begins to cry as he remembers.]
CHRISTIAN: It's okay...it's okay. It's okay son.
[Christian approaches Jack and they hug each other.]
JACK: I love you, dad.
CHRISTIAN: I love you too, son.
JACK: You...are you real?
CHRISTIAN: I should hope so. Yeah, I'm real. You're real, everything that's ever happened to you is real. All those people in the church...they're real too.
JACK: They're all...they're all dead?
CHRISTIAN: Everyone dies sometime, kiddo. Some of them before you, some...long after you.
JACK: But why are they all here now?
CHRISTIAN: Well there is no "now" here.
JACK: Where are we, dad?
CHRISTIAN: This is the place that you...that you all made together, so that you could find one another. The most...important part of your life, was the time that you spent with these people. That's why all of you are here. Nobody does it alone Jack. You needed all of them, and they needed you.