Imagine if…
January 27, 2009
I had a taste of the “good life” yesterday at Lizard’s house. Parker, Bailey and I spent the morning with her and the boys and it just felt so GOOD. The kids adore each other and I love the heck out of my home slice Liz. We need to make the effort to do it more regularly. The 25-minute drive isn’t that big of a deal, but gee, wouldn’t it be incredible to only have to walk next door??
I love where I live. My neighbors are beyond rad, and cul-de-sac living is just about as good as it gets. That said, I can’t help but wistfully imagine what it would be like to have my best friend live right next door . We would have an “open door” policy between our two homes…kids would play together every day, we would have picnic lunches together in the backyard, spending time together when there is NO schedule. Just leisurely hanging out, chatting, watching the kids be kids, cooking meals together, waiting for the husbands to get home, and handing over kid-duty the millisecond they do… Wistfully, wistfully.
Makes a Mama Proud
January 20, 2009
An amazing day in the history of our country, no?
I’ll tell you, the excitement is infectious! Seems we even have ourselves an Obaby…
Out with the Old…
January 1, 2009
Happy New Year?
Apparently, Team Boles is quite literal with the ideas of a fresh start for the new year. All four of us have spent the past couple days huddled around various toilets, ensuring that our bodies carried nothing over from 2008 into 2009. And I mean NOTHING. Really, folks, nothing brings a family together quite like an intestinal bug. Those who puke together, stay together.
We have slowly emerged from the den of sickness, however, and are not that much more worse for wear. Virtually every bed linen in the house has been freshly laundered (at least twice), Parker has almost figured out that it really is preferable to vomit in the toilet, and this morning, the Wii Fit accused me of using “unhealthy methods” of dropping 6.4 pounds in 2 days. Thanks for your insight, stupid plastic balance board.
There is so much that I want to add to bring my blog-life up to speed. I am so anxious to get back into a routine and really use my time more effectively. I want to schedule, plan, prioritize and organize. Hmmm…if only there was a time of the year where one could, I don’t know, resolve to make those kinds of changes. That would be neat.
Urine for a Treat!
December 12, 2008
Matt just sent this game to me, and I found it worthy of sharing with the masses.
You’re welcome.
Snow Way!
December 10, 2008
If that’s not a nice backdrop for a warm and glowy Christmas tree, than I don’t know what is. Thanks for the white weather…it was a lovely touch.
I am Funnier in my Sleep
December 10, 2008
The other night, I had a dream that I was in some sort of huge, open, really crowded office building. Suddenly, this masked man on the second floor pulled out a gun and yelled, “Everybody get down on the ground and FREEZE!”. I felt that horrible pure-terror chill run over my whole body. I got ready to drop to the ground when I realized, “Oh shit! I’m on an escalator!” (mind you, it was more like one of those flat, moving sidewalk kind of things…but it was a ramp and was going up. Work with me here.)
So there I was, attempting to flatten myself to this conveyor-type device and remain motionless so that this monster robber man would not shoot me dead. The resulting motion was a sort of full body shimmy-squirm, as I desperately tried to stay in the same place so as not to draw attention to myself.
Didn’t work.
Got shot.
Truly frightening, but I woke up chuckling, all the same. Because seriously, can’t you just picture that escalator wiggle move? How does sleeping me come up with this stuff??
Smiles
November 25, 2008
I had to scan some things tonight and just stumbled across this picture. I’m guessing it is from summer of 2003 or so, right before we got married.
Happy. :)
Another Step Closer to Normal
October 1, 2008
I woke up this morning to a wide-eyed Parker climbing hurriedly into my bed.
“What’s that sound like, Mom?”
And that’s when I heard it. A beautiful sound! The clanking, groaning, banging, rumbling call of the massive city trucks finally starting to clear away the towering piles of mosquito-infested limbs, leaves, and tree trunks that have consumed our cul-de-sac after Ike. Thank you, thank you!
Here are some shots from the day after the hurricane:
Views from the front door
And the backyard
And yesterday, things still looked like this:
But today….TODAY…!
I’m sure it will take them awhile. They have been working in our little cul-de-sac for over three house. They have to keep bringing in new trucks because they are filling up so quickly.
All in all, things are feeling a bit sunnier. 
Home, Sweet Home
September 23, 2008
Exhausted.
Thankful.
Brunette.
It has been quite the week (and a half?) and I am overwhelmed with the amount of junk that I have to deal with. I am sooooo ready to re-discover “normal” life.
Updates soon. Butt in the meantime…
Hurry up and WAIT.
September 11, 2008
Darn you, Ike.
We are headed to my mom’s house for the next couple of nights. It looks like the city is anticipating some major power outages, if nothing else, so I’m packing up the kids and heading north! Fingers crossed that the 30 mile voyage to Mom’s won’t take NINE hours like it did in 2005 for Hurricane Rita. I can’t believe Matt has to work late tonight. Seriously? What about your helpless wife and children at the mercy of Mother Nature??
Oh, I kid. He’s just a loyal, hard-workin’ dude and I admire him for it. But really, Matt, COME HOME SOON and get your arse up to Conroe! Pretty please. :)
I hate all of the unnecessary panic and chaos, but I sure don’t want to be the lone dumbass stuck in an A/C-less house for days because I didn’t make a move at the right time. So here we go.
Darn you, Ike.
