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One morning I noticed how heavy Sam’s backpack was.  His teacher makes them bring home whatever books they might need to do homework whether the homework is already done or not, so I am used to it being heavy almost everyday.  But this one morning I could tell it was extra heavy.  Unzipped it and found his leather jacket, but the real heavy thing was the 2 lb. plastic container of hair gel he’d been lugging around. 

 

At Wendy’s some day when the big boys were off camping.  We go wild when they are gone. 

 

Speaking of leather jacket, I found two at a really awesome price and brought them home for the boys.  One son tried his one and loved it.  Look, a smile!

 

And one boy wouldn’t even try his on so back to the store it went.  : (  Same boy that isn’t too cooperative posing for pictures, either.  Hmm, where is he amongst the phone pics?

This is the morning routine for Grant on the carpool weeks that I don’t drive.  He pulls up a dining room chair to the front door.  And walks out and leaves it there every time.  But I don’t get too mad because he lets me take his picture. 

The day the camel bit Caroline’s back…. 

at Paris’ birthday party.

I am not kidding. 

(I feel like I have to add that a lot.)

 

Reunion with the dog at Grandpa’s

 

Going out for Mex in Flora with Grandma

There’s that missing boy. Finally, whew!

 

 

Caroline’s last band concert.  Literally her last.  She has decided to part ways with the flute. 

Mom says   : (    : (    : (

 

Jack’s project, rehabbing the base unit CB I grew up with on our kitchen counter in the 70’s.  His friends have already given him a handle and it is, I am not kidding, BeanDip.

Mine was DoubleD back in the day.  I had to text my oldest childhood friend Danny to remind me of his because I could not remember it for the life of me.  He wouldn’t tell me.  I texted him two more times begging and finally he gave in: 

BabyCoonHunter. 

And not as in hunting baby coons….his dad was DaddyCoonHunter, his mom was MamaCoonHunter. He was ten years old and the whole community called him BabyCoonHunter. 

I guess I wouldn’t want someone to dredge that up either.   

 

After letting his laundry pile up a little, this was taken the day I noticed Sam had a combination of twelve pairs of jeans or shorts coming through the wash (so nearly two weeks of laundry).

And only two pairs of underwear.  You do the math.

Have a great day!   

iPhone Photos

In all their randomness from the months of March/April

 

Sam and Sauce, still friends

 

New shoe vs old shoe, Grant graduating to size 14’s.  He told me the other day there aren’t many people whose shoe size is bigger than their age.

Sam in formal St. Patrick spirit

Buck in backyard

 

Grant going to music contest in Granite

The day Gary and I were at Culver’s and watched a little old lady park in the worst possible parking spot in the otherwise empty lot.  He went out to help her and I couldn’t resist snapping a pic of his good deed.  Turned out she was from Florida, no kidding.

Sis with Bob, as usual

When I stock up on cheese, it’s important I send a pic to Ross

 

Caroline and neighbor girls’ Mardi Gras dance party

  

Sam’s Blue and Gold scout banquet

   

My dilemma continues of how to clean these windows

and then I see this from the Internet, titled:  Why Women Live 

so I guess I shouldn’t try it.  NOT THAT I EVER WOULD BECAUSE BIG BIG CHICKEN ON LADDERS

Although I guess I could have someone holding the ladder like this guy--hahaha

 

The night my Uncle Mike and Mom brought Caroline a desk and Sam a lesson in tough

 

The End
(for now)

Tunesday—Jealous Guy

 

Sometimes a tune pops into my head, and sometimes it’s just a little snippet of the song and then I have to figure out what it’s called and track it down to get it out of my system.  This is one of those that popped in my head lately.  I like it.

 

Beanie Meaning

Caroline said she would like to have a beanie to wear.  But she said it with a straight face.  I could never imagine her wanting or wearing one.  I asked, “Do you know what a beanie is?”

She said, “Yes. A hat.”

Well, I’ll be darned, she does know what a beanie is.  I still couldn’t imagine why in the world she would say she wanted to wear one, and pretty much said that to her out loud.  Where did my Ms. Fashion go?

She didn’t seem to get why I thought it was ridiculous at all.

So I googled beanie images to prove to her that she in fact did not want a beanie.  And much to my surprise, apparently the current definition of beanie is much different than I when I was a ten year old girl.  When did this happen?!  I had to scroll through eight pages of “sock caps” to finally find it. 

 

      

FINALLY!

Whew, I’m not totally crazy.

 

Tunesday—Chains of Love

Ha!  Just thought of something new to do.  I loved it yesterday when I could spend time thinking about a song that I really like.  So here’s another day of the week that I could think music if I so choose.  And I could go random or pick something that means something.  Today is random.

Yesterday I mentioned Erasure.  I never had any of their music but definitely was into the synthesizer pop of that era.  New Wave is in fact my best category on SongPop. Here’s a tune for the day, also from 1988, like yesterday’s.  Those college days were the best.

MusicMonday—Ship of Fools by Robert Plant

So today I wanted a quick music post so I hit shuffle on our iTunes and thought whatever song came up, that would be my topic today…which could have been a dangerous game.  But what came up was cool and then I realized, kinda seemed meant to be:  Ship of Fools by Robert Plant.

After we were home from the Christmas trip, Gary and I went to the mall at Alton and now I can’t even remember why.  What I do remember is seeing hats at JCPenney that had been $30-$40, marked down to 98 cents.  They were really nice men’s hats but too small for Gary or the big boys, and too big for Sam.  So I definitely remember the frustration of having to pass on the deal of the century.  I also remember that was the day we found metal panels for sale in a toy store that was closing and selling its fixtures.  Those became Scooter’s indoor pen to get him through the winter with some basement warmth while keeping him contained. 

But anyway, the other part of that day was us going into the library, yes inside the mall, and Gary found this used Robert Plant Now and Zen cd from 1988 for sale and we both got excited.  I guess I had the cassette at one time way back when and Gary had owned the cd, but then told me the story about how he had to sell it while he was a college student and living on $11 a week.  True story. 

[And not that he couldn’t have asked for some financial support.  He could have and he knew that.  He just wanted to do it his way, stubbornhead.] 

So anywho, the Robert Plant cd that he’d had and sacrificed was now back in our lives.  I took his picture mostly so I could post it as I told his college/extreme frugality story here, but weeks passed and I never did.

But then today that’s the song that pops up as the one, out of 2000 possibilities, and it’s during a time that Gary is in the middle of a business trip away from us the longest stretch he has ever been and he’s only just past midway through it.  A long two weeks.  So I needed to be reminded of this picture just sitting there unacknowledged in the phone.

Today’s post in my mind in the beginning was something like how at one time young Mr. Plant could have been my 1970’s boyfriend, just take a look here!,

 

but what it really did was trigger a story of my real life boyfriend and how he’s the forever one.  Even if he is a stubbornhead. 

I couldn’t decide which video version I preferred so have your choice.  First one is without my 70’s boyfriend but a high def remastered version.  The second one is the original 1988 video.  Either way, a great song written by Robert Plant and Phil Johnstone. Guitarist is Doug Boyle, and I think this is very cool guitar work.

[I didn’t know there were so many songs sharing the name Ship of Fools until I was looking on YouTube.  They seem to be different songs altogether--different lyrics, different sounds.  There’s a Ship of Fools song by The Doors, Bob Seger, Erasure, Soul Asylum, Dokken, Grateful Dead to name some.  Who knew?]

Fwd:

Ross musta just read the January 12 post about our Christmas. He just emailed me this picture. I'm thinking he surely thought it was funny and/or sad at the time, too, to actually have snapped a shot.

MusicMonday—Lightning Bolt

So, I am a big Chilis fan as most know, but having no new material from them since Summer 2011, I had been feeling disappointed that they were not producing something for me here two+ years later.  They are just now stopping I’m With You touring and starting to work on writing.  So, in the meantime, I have gotten back into Pearl Jam and mostly listen to their newest album from last year, called Lightning Bolt.  Gosh, it is so good.  I’ve always really liked Eddie’s voice and poetic lyrics and the band sounds awesome.  My favorite song right now is this one, Sirens, which is probably because he is singing about things derived from thoughts of his 49 year old brain that fits right in with my similarly aged brain’s thoughts.  Fun stuff like aging and mortality that just seem to slap you in the face and wake you up at this mid-way point into life.  Mid-way at least, we hope.   I’m thinking I’m not the only one liking this though because it’s what I’m hearing being played a bunch on the radio and in the stores.  Too bad they already did their US tour last year and I missed them.  Now they’re in Europe and I doubt if I can just hop on over to see them.  Bummer. 

I was gonna list out the other good songs to recommend but I can’t—the whole thing is worth having.  The whole album is really kick-A.