We had a really mellow weekend….It was really nice having N home and not having to fulfill any obligations. We went to T’s dance class on Saturday morning, went to Target and then came home and packed. Then we packed some more…and some more. I don’t think I have mentioned we are moving…We are moving!!! About five city blocks from where we are now….BIG move. Anyhow, Tae and I set up a little tree in her room (an overly pink tree) since we won’t be completely moved until the weekend before X-mas (brilliant, right?) and we aren’t decorating until then. We wanted her to have some sense of holiday spirit, even if it is only four feet tall, fake and PINK.
Saturday night was spent writing a paper about how 3 communication theories relate to me…it was interesting…me trying to write how I don’t really communicate my feelings with very many people…Blogging was not part of the equation in this paper….and then analyzing which theories fit best with me…it was actually a little painful but it turned out to be pretty darn good paper.
I worked on my ornaments yesterday and when I made the first one I was instantly pissed because it looked like a lizard/dinosaur combo and not really anything like a bird. But I played around with the pattern and I think they are OK now.??. I am not in love with them, but at least I am not completely embarrassed to send them out, just a little. This was way more pressure than I had anticipated….it is a little intimidating making an ornament for a stranger, not knowing if they will actually keep it and hang it on their tree or if they will give it the boot and introduce it to the trash bin. They don’t have the emotional responsibility to keep it that a family member might have, they know I won’t be at their house EVER and so I will never know if they actually kept it or not. Man, they better keep my ornament.
Tae has come to a conclusion as to why people ride motorcycles. She is very observant about the safety factor involved with motorcycles and calls out anyone who is not wearing a helmet. She is a little obsessive about trying to rationalize why they would ever take off their helmet…her mind just doesn’t stop…and she is genuinely appalled. I am going to apologize in advance to Papa D and Mama J, our motorcycle loving family members…this is what the girl has decided:
“People only ride motorcycles because they don’t have enough money for cars and they think the bus is too stinky. So they just have a house and a motorcycle!”
We did explain that this was not the case…that most people who have a motorcycle also have a car…but we couldn’t get her to budge on the fact that the bus is stinky…I kinda think the bus is stinky too, but N thought it was important for her to think of the bus as a positive thing…not a stinky one.???.
I am feeling a little better, pills are done for this month and my arm has healed. Yeah!!! I don’t look like a junkie anymore!!!!
Here are some SAD attempts at visuals for this post.
Saturday night was spent writing a paper about how 3 communication theories relate to me…it was interesting…me trying to write how I don’t really communicate my feelings with very many people…Blogging was not part of the equation in this paper….and then analyzing which theories fit best with me…it was actually a little painful but it turned out to be pretty darn good paper.
I worked on my ornaments yesterday and when I made the first one I was instantly pissed because it looked like a lizard/dinosaur combo and not really anything like a bird. But I played around with the pattern and I think they are OK now.??. I am not in love with them, but at least I am not completely embarrassed to send them out, just a little. This was way more pressure than I had anticipated….it is a little intimidating making an ornament for a stranger, not knowing if they will actually keep it and hang it on their tree or if they will give it the boot and introduce it to the trash bin. They don’t have the emotional responsibility to keep it that a family member might have, they know I won’t be at their house EVER and so I will never know if they actually kept it or not. Man, they better keep my ornament.
Tae has come to a conclusion as to why people ride motorcycles. She is very observant about the safety factor involved with motorcycles and calls out anyone who is not wearing a helmet. She is a little obsessive about trying to rationalize why they would ever take off their helmet…her mind just doesn’t stop…and she is genuinely appalled. I am going to apologize in advance to Papa D and Mama J, our motorcycle loving family members…this is what the girl has decided:
“People only ride motorcycles because they don’t have enough money for cars and they think the bus is too stinky. So they just have a house and a motorcycle!”
We did explain that this was not the case…that most people who have a motorcycle also have a car…but we couldn’t get her to budge on the fact that the bus is stinky…I kinda think the bus is stinky too, but N thought it was important for her to think of the bus as a positive thing…not a stinky one.???.
I am feeling a little better, pills are done for this month and my arm has healed. Yeah!!! I don’t look like a junkie anymore!!!!
Here are some SAD attempts at visuals for this post.
If you thought I was kidding about the PINKNESS of the tree...I was not.
Oh, the never ending packing!!! 
And the ornaments...They look like birds right???
The bottoms are still open and their Stuff(ing) is poking out...but would you hang this on your tree???
Lastly, it is AMAZING what a 4 year old can do with a plastic hammer and some nails. Why mess around with the big heavy hammer...When Little Tikes gets the job done??? Seriously??
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