Do you hear that?
No?
Me neither.
The house is so quiet. And not “everyone is sleeping” quiet. It feels empty and odd.
The girls, Belly and Jilly, ages 6 & 4, slept at my mom’s last night. It was only Belly’s second sleepover and Jilly’s first. Fairly Odd Father is up in Vermont somewhere—mountain biking this weekend with some friends (please keep his pinky finger in your thoughts—we do not want a repeat injury).
Last night, my youngest—D—and I spent the evening together. We sat on the front porch and ate ice cream (his dinner) and then ran through the sprinkler until the mosquitoes dive-bombed us. We watched TV together and I realized that “America’s Funniest Videos” IS geared to a 2-year old brain!
It is strange to have the house so quiet. Contrary to what I may have thought at one time, one little boy is not so noisy.
That being said, I think it is time I get down to business and finish a meme I was tagged to do quite a while ago by Robin, who was able to reach me all the way from Israel.
In this meme, I am supposed to reveal eight random facts or habits about myself. The following should not be confused with this post, which had me spilling six weird things about myself. Let’s see if I can come up with anything else:
1. My mornings must include coffee and a shower, in that order. I don’t need to shower right away, but I need to do it before I get dressed.
2. I can’t sit still. I pace when I talk on the phone, jiggle my legs when at the computer and even ‘run’ my feet back and forth while I’m falling asleep. I’m not high-strung, am I?
3. I am a crier. I cry reading books to the kids (The Giving Tree is particularly difficult), watching a movie, hearing the news or just because. In the past few days, I’ve cried: when I accidentally slammed Jilly’s hand in the car door (miraculously, she was fine); when my friend got up to speak at her grandmother’s memorial service; after FOF left for his trip; when I saw my new niece; when I stubbed my toe. . .I think you get the idea.
4. I have an innie–outie bellybutton. It doesn’t stick out, but it isn’t like most innies which are just little slits. If FOF hadn’t taken the digital camera to Vermont, I’d take a picture. Or, maybe not; my belly isn’t the prettiest thing to see after three kids.
5. I am NOT a blond, even though I act it at times*. I was blond until I was about eight years old, and then it started to get darker and darker. Any blond picture of me since then is from dying my hair. In addition to blond (all shades, from white-blond to brownish-blond), I’ve been orange, red, maroon and dark brown. Someday I will post a ‘hair retrospective‘.
* for instance, I had spelled ‘blonde’ with a silent ‘e’, but spell check says this is wrong! Really?!?!? –hangs head in shame. . .or sham–
6. I do not like to follow arbitrary rules. This is a major reason why I chose to homeschool my kids, and it is also why I’m going to end this meme at #6.
I’m also supposed to tag eight people, but it’s a holiday weekend! No more work! Have fun and get wet to celebrate the start of summer!
The whole blonde/blond thing is a weird rule having to do with whether you are using the word as a verb or an adjective and whether you are talking about a male or a female… Crazy, huh?!?
I write blonde, too. I just always teach the spellcheck to OK it.
it is quiet with only one, isn’t it? uncomfortably for me.
Hope you enjoy your weekend! My girls danced a maypole today! (er, and I was stuck in bed and didn’t watch them, but their grandparents took pictures)
Number 2? Me too. I tell myself that perhaps it’s like a mini-workout or something.
I think you should write a whole post about The Giving Tree. I used to love it and now I’m conflicted. The tree is never really loved back…
Ah yes…. the crying. I’m a cryer too.
Its so weird to have just one kid at home, but so nice to have one on one time too.
I’m a crier, too. And a blonde.
I totally support you in crying over the Giving Tree, even after a few people described it as a mysoginist book about a woman who gives everything of herself to an ungrateful man, blah blah blah.
Screw them. I love that book.
i really, really, really, REALLY need to start reading your blog more.
i also really, really, really, REALLY need to start writing my blog more.
i also think it’s fairly bizarre that my “word verification” below is “lohvzuu”, which is a nice phoentic sort of deal…
WOW! Imagine that!! All gone – it’s hard to believe or picture 🙂
WOW! Imagine that!! All gone – it’s hard to believe or picture 🙂
WOW! Imagine that!! All gone – it’s hard to believe or picture 🙂
WOW! Imagine that!! All gone – it’s hard to believe or picture 🙂
WOW! Imagine that!! All gone – it’s hard to believe or picture 🙂
WOW! Imagine that!! All gone – it’s hard to believe or picture 🙂
WOW! Imagine that!! All gone – it’s hard to believe or picture 🙂
WOW! Imagine that!! All gone – it’s hard to believe or picture 🙂
WOW! Imagine that!! All gone – it’s hard to believe or picture 🙂
WOW! Imagine that!! All gone – it’s hard to believe or picture 🙂
WOW! Imagine that!! All gone – it’s hard to believe or picture 🙂
I love you because you ended at number 6. I too dislike random instructions but am also verbose and would’ve gone on and on in this meme.
My kids have flushies – belly buttons that are neither sticky outie nor concave.
I am SURE that blonde has an e, yet my spell checker also says that I am wrong.
Perhaps the books and grammar police are wrong, and we are ALRIGHT (and I spelled it that way on purpose)!