Merging....

my two addictions: a good deal & Jelly Bellys

I almost hope the Belly Flops aren't as affordable as they are promising. The Jelly Belly perfume, however, sounds kind of disgusting. If I were twelve, I may feel differently.

Pirate Adventure

I still can't believe we did this.....well, as you can see, we weren't as brave or committed as others.

Aarg, I can't believe I'm doing this...

Hannah is off playing at Grandma and Grandpa's, and Isaac and I are trying to make the most of our free time by working around the house.

BUT...we will be joining our crazy group of friends to see "Pirates" at the theater,

in pirate costume.

eating first at Long John Silvers.

did I mention, in COSTUME?!

Depending on how humiliating this experience is, I may or may not be posting pictures.

Stay tuned.

Aarg.

A grumpy start to the morning for me and the local AARP

If the local newspaper knew how important the daily puzzles were:

-they wouldn't overlook the repeat of YESTERDAY's puzzles in TODAY's paper,
-the Cryptoquip wouldn't predictably repeat the use of the following words: might, could, should, "I'd say he/she," if, suppose, guess, people,
-the crossword puzzles will STOP using "Xena" princess warrior and "Uma" Thurman as the primary ways to use "x" and "u,"
-they would print them on a single sheet rather than a double page....it's an especially good day when this happens,and
-Sunday should still include the usual puzzles AND print them on the same page.

I feel a bit better now. Maybe I should take up knitting.

Special Day

How often does the mayor show up in the neighborhood and offer tours about its history?
Well, today's the day for the Cedar Crest subdivision. We're actually on the National Registry of Historic places....or something like that.



Today's even more important, because it's also Isaac's birthday. Here are a few reasons why I love this guy so much:

He LOVES peanut butter and almost anything that has peanut butter in it.


He got really excited, almost giddy, when I started drinking coffee....and even admitted his hope of one day when I would enjoy sitting with him at this cafe table on our patio. How endearing.


His willingness to shred all pride and wear this sweatshirt, lead a bunch of people, and trapse all over Chicago to cheer me on while I finished the race.


He is a gentle, protective, wise, and loving father. It's been such a blessing and honor to see this side of him.





He is a good friend, my best friend. God has taught me more about His grace and mercy through the way Isaac has loved me over the years. I am so grateful.


I used to want others to understand, as I have, Isaac's soft, patient, and compassionate side. Not that others haven't noticed, but now I'm just glad and honored that I get to know this guy. I love you, Isaac. And thanks for loving me back.
Happy Birthday.

Confession

I need a time out.

Overheard at our dining table

"Schaeffer, no! Stop taking my fruit snacks!"

"Hannah, who tells Schaeffer what to do?"

"Mommy and Daddy"

"Are you Mommy and Daddy?"

"No."

"This is basic Aristotelian logic."


Correction: After reading this post, one of the conversants wanted it noted that Aristotelian logic was further defined. So here's my disclaimer: this was just a splice of the overheard conversation.