Brownie or What I Did For A Show...

Yakko has undergone a transformation:He was not at all looking forward to changing his beautiful golden hair for brown, but now that it's done, he likes it. Oh, what we do for shows!

You see, none of the other Cratchits in his cast are blonde, and none of the Scrooges are either. I have to admit, the change will take a while to grow on me; however, he's so dang cute that he looks great!

Book Tag

Rules:
* Grab the book nearest you. Right now.
* Turn to page 56.
* Find the fifth sentence.
* Post that sentence along with these instructions.
* Don't dig for your favorite book, use the CLOSEST.


Here's mine:

"He can gnaw and make me fall."

(From the book Classics for Young Readers "Mayor Rat's Niece)
*one of Jacob's language arts books...


And, TAG! You're it!

Giving Thanks

Every Thanksgiving we reflect upon the list of things for which we are most grateful. We stuff ourselves silly with incredible food, and give thanks for our blessings.
This year, I think I can sum up my gratitude for my blessings by saying this: I am thankful for miracles.
I am thankful for the miracle of successfully home educating my children. They are doing so well! Dot actually loves math and science again (yeah!), Wakko's learning to appreciate the classics, and Yakko's engorging himself in multiplication. This is a miracle to me.
I am thankful for the miracle of work. My sweetheart has a very good job that he really enjoys, and his employer seems to really be thankful that he's there. He's got great co-workers, a super short commute, and a decent wage.
I am thankful for the miracle of having friends. This is something that I took for granted too long. They say that you never know what you've got til it's gone... this sums up my appreciation for friends.
I am thankful for medical miracles. We experienced one of the most difficult trials in our lives this summer: we went through a miscarriage. I've been reluctant to blog about it, but the time seems right. It now appears that we may have either 1. not had a miscarriage after all, or 2. had been carrying twins and lost one... because I learned two weeks ago that I am expecting a baby and am now 14 weeks along! My heart has overflowed with love, gratitude, and joy for this miracle. It also aches for my dear friends who have experienced miscarriages without such a miracle at the other end of it. I may never know why this blessing happened the way that it did, but I am Eternally grateful for this blessing.
I am thankful for the miracle of loving extended families. I am blessed with caring parents, siblings, siblings-in-law, parents-in-law, cousins, aunts, uncles, and grandparents. Life is good. So often we hear of people who feel all alone in this world; I know I'm surrounded by people who love me. This is a miracle to me.
I am thankful for the miracle of having "bounties of life". Our home, our comforts, our vehicles are so appreciated. When so much of the world goes without these necessities, I am grateful that we have what we do.

No Flu For You: One Year!

We got our annual flu shots today. Wakko only complained about the shot after the fact: it cracked us all up! The kids got suckers and gift certificates for free kids meals, so life is good!

Fifth Folder, Fifth Picture...another tag!

This is from our cast party for "Savior of the World". My buddies (Kim, John, some-guy-I-don't know, Bethany, and Steve) are checking out a scrapbook of pictures from the performance.

I'm tagging anyone who wants to play!

Midnight Run to Denny's

So last night my sweetheart and I watched a movie ("As Good As It Gets") and we felt that there must have been some sort of sponsorship from a bacon manufacture because there were about 20 shots with bacon in them. Needless to say, it started working. By the time the movie was over, I was dying for some bacon.

Bacon is not healthy. Bacon is full of fat. Bacon is a no-no food.

I had to have some bacon. It was 11:34 p.m.

My sweetheart got changed out of his pajamas and took me to Denny's where we blissfully enjoyed some bacon.

Life's good.

Stinky Chicken Arms Dance

My darling children decided to "choreograph" a dance they called "Stinky Chicken Arms". It was just lovely. Actually, I think I laughed myself silly for 20 minutes straight!