Showing posts from January, 2011

Perfect Moment Monday

Perfect Moment Monday is about noticing a perfect moment rather than creating one. Perfect moments can be momentous or ordinary or somewhere in between. For more Perfect Moments, go HERE

Moment #1: Celery is out and she is given a celery stalk. She eats some of it, offers me some (I hate raw celery, I differ). Then she goes to get another stalk. And another one. I am distracted, and when I come back to see what she is doing...I see that she has broken up the stalks and put them in a line across the couch arm. She is "cooking" and wants to know if I want some. I agree to have some celery (its cooked, right?). Later I am picking up bits of celery all over the living room floor...

Moment #2: We finally make it to the museum. It was like visiting an old friend. Watching him show his sister around, helpfully telling her what animal was what, asking if she wanted to go see the dinosaurs. It brought me back to the various times I had taken him and lead him around. It reminded me of a…

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Last weekend, I decided we should make some Rice Krispie treats. No real reason for this, just thought it would be a fun thing to do. And I was right!

We got up Saturday morning and made them right away (we were still in pjs and everything).

Here are the ingredients...

Here's one of my helpers (note library books everywhere--we went to the library the weekend before)...

Yep, its not just cereal! (Note flowers--my SON bought them for me the day before and brought them in with a card saying they loved me!)

The real work begins...greasing up the pan...

Putting the marshmallows in...

Stirring up the melted butter, rice krispies and marshmallows.

And into the pan!

They said on the package that they are best same day. Yes. Yes they are. I think there were a few left the next day...but not many, by the end of the weekend, none. Husband and I found that the best way to have them (after they cooled) was to warm them up a few seconds in the microwave.


Outfit of Choice



Every other Tuesday (with some exceptions for holidays and vacations, etc.), I take my son to a behavioral therapist. He has been going to her since he was in 3rd grade. Mostly he goes to help with social interactions (which he lacks a good understanding of social pragmatics—basically, he doesn’t always pick up on social cues—in a lot of ways, he is just that shy, geeky kid in the corner you probably met and picked on in junior high—you know, the one who is making a ba-jillion dollars on the whole inventing the internets thing…) (well—he also sometimes can get frustrated and angry and blows up when you least expect it—kinda like that weird kid who was always trouble at school that you are sure is locked up right now…). So yeah, therapy seems to help with those issues.

I don’t think we knew what a commitment it would be. Especially since we picked the therapist that our Pediatric Neurologist suggested which meant that we had to schlep all the way down to her hospital (no where nea…

Perfect Moment Monday

Perfect Moment Monday is about noticing a perfect moment rather than creating one. Perfect moments can be momentous or ordinary or somewhere in between. For more Perfect Moments, go HERE

Moment #1: Not in a particularly great mood, I find myself trying to lighten the mood by taking us to one of our favorite museums...only to find that the HUGE amount of snow makes it impossible to find a parking spot nearby, and its too cold and too treacherous to walk too far, especially with a toddler. We are all disappointed, and as we make plans to go elsewhere, she starts to cry and asks why we are not going to the "moooseeem". I am angry and frustrated and start to cry too. Both other occupants in the car offer suggestions (which I gruffily dismiss), and I find myself resolved to pull it together--so we start to head to another museum (of course totally opposite direction), calming both the toddler and myself down. But, the car is running out of gas. So, we have to stop off the highway,…

Awww, I gotta Highlight this...

Afterall, Buffy has given me so much! (My blog's name, my daughter's name...)



Praise to our Cats

I think we have been very lucky to have the most affectionate cats around. I have met a lot of cats who are the general stereotype--stand-offish and aloof. Neither of our cats are like that. In fact, sometimes I feel like they act more like dogs--they miss us when we are gone, they spend time with us and want to play with us, they love to be petted.

Gabrielle has always been socialable, although not a lap cat. She loves to sleep right next to us in the bed during naps, and she watches us intently when its bed time because she wants to guard the top of the stairs for us.

Kif loves to come right up and cuddle, loves to play fetch with a ball.

As Kif came up to me this morning and cuddled up to my neck and face to wake me up--I remembered how lucky we are to have such wonderful pets.

Perfect Moment Monday

Perfect Moment Monday is about noticing a perfect moment rather than creating one. Perfect moments can be momentous or ordinary or somewhere in between. For more Perfect Moments, go HERE

Moment #1: I used to sing it every morning to him. He was my first, my only. I told myself I would always sing to him in the morning...but, time flew by and songs that are sung get lost in the scramble to get up in the morning for school--the looks of "aww mom" perceived....

Sunday morning, my son comes into my bedroom, singing THE SONG to me, to wake me up. As I wonder at the fact that it has been a few years since I have sang him up in the morning; I am in wonder at the impact that it has made on him. (Perhaps I will start singing good morning to not only him--but to her?)

Moment #2: Evening time and things are winding down. She has gone upstairs and I wonder what she is doing. She is in our bedroom--not a place she should be. I enter to find that she is sitting on our bed with her pr…

Snow Day

An incredible amount of snow fell--I think we had two feet here. I think that is the most snow I have ever seen here.

The good news is that we knew before hand. So, both husband and I knew that our places of work were going to be closed, Michael's school called for its closing the night, we had everything in place.

Got up with the kids saying "Morning!" at 7 a.m. I did my normal morning exercise, then went down and started slow-cooker chili for dinner (YUM!). Made eggs and hung out and looked at the snow coming down.

Around 9 a.m. there was a doorbell ring--and there was one of our neighbor kids, coming over to ask if Michael wanted to go out...

I took the opportunity to take some pictures of the snow...

Willow wanted to go out, but I was just not in the mood to get her all dressed up and into this much snow--especially since last storm (which was only 2 weeks ago) we did all that fun stuff. So, instead, I scooped up some snow in a pan--and let her have at it…

Perfect Moment Monday

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Moment #1: He has been up in his room most of the day. Sometimes doing homework, sometimes just wanting to be alone. After the chaotic day yesterday, I can't blame him for wanting to be alone. But I miss him. I go upstairs to his room, hearing in the background beneath me, my husband and daughter playing. I knock on his door, let myself in. And grab the Connect Four. And we play best two out of three (I let him win--don't tell him).

Moment #2: She is sitting next to the almost four year old girl, watching the tamrin monkeys at the museum. I look at her, sitting beside the blonde little girl and see the future. And a bittersweet happiness hits me. She is growing up so fast, but yet is not there yet. Not three yet. But soon. I look forward to it.

Glimpse of the Future

I don’t paint my nails. Partially because I cannot be bothered with it, partially a rebellion from my childhood where my nails were always an issue (I bit them--still bite them sometimes) and the argument usually with my mom and my mom’s mom was if I was good and did not bite them, I would get to “do” my nails. So, despite my TomBoy oath, when I was growing up, I did paint my nails and have earrings. As I got older, the colors reflected my teenage tastes and once I got into college—well, we entered into the “I can’t be bothered” phase I am in now.

I will occasionally paint them, but my husband doesn’t actually like painted nails, so I have further reason not to be bothered.

However. My daughter. She has found this ritual FASCINATING. Her daycare provider was painting her nails one day…and a few weeks later, I come to pick her up and my daughters toenails were painted.

Every so often this becomes something that she wants to do. For a while I had set aside a paint brush and water …


While it is hard to say good-bye to another year, I do find that the start of the new year does bring a sense of renewal that is refreshing. Perhaps it is because of the cold weather, or despite it. But I find myself not as much assessing the last year, but now making the adjustments that one makes at the beginning of a new one.

As the year goes by, habits are borne upon the duties of the everyday. Sometimes they are habits that are good, sometimes they are necessary. Sometimes they come from the drudgery of sameness, or the crisises of the moment or the slow slippage of time. Changes come and new habits are formed. Something is added or subtracted. And as the year progresses, choas and clutter of life adds to the mixture and by the end of the year some of the habits have become a burdensome cloak under which I hide.

So now I readjust. I resolve to go to bed earlier, get up earlier, be on time and de-clutter. I dust off the recipes that I tried last year and then got tired of. To reach …

The Plan 2011

This year I am going to expand on some of my goals from 2010. Again, I am going to keep these goals a little vague, because often times life can change the goals and how I can achieve them. Hopefully, this plan will help tame the chaos in our lives...


-- Ultimate goal to lose more weight and keep it off--

- Continue with my exercise routine, expand and diversify with different exercises, WiiFit, etc.

- Purchase an elliptical machine to further above goal

- Keep a better track of what I eat and increase the amount of vegetables and fruit in my diet

- Try to tone down the stress eating--find other outlets for getting rid of stress

- Mentally count-down to help with patience

- Try to live in the moment and stop worrying about all the things that need to get done

- Take an on-line class in something I want to explore

Family Life

--Ultimate goal is to spend more time with family; family work as team --

- Daily goal of trying to spend quality time with each child according to their …

Memories are Made...

I remember New Years 2000. Not because of Y2K, etc. I remember it mostly because husband was in the bathroom vomiting up his internals--he says bad sushi, I say stomach bug.

I remember New Years 2011...Willow has decided to keep with traditions! She was fine all day yesterday. Until around 6-7 p.m. (about the time we had people coming over). She then promptly threw up. The tally so far is 6 pj changes, 2 baths, 1 shower (with mom who was covered with it) and 2 changes of bedding (hers and ours).

She slept pretty well last night, but this morning came into our bed. I was lying there with her beside me going "hmm...maybe it was just something she ate, she seems fine and she has no temp...whew, maybe we dodged the bullet..." and then she projectile vomited on me and our bed.

Yep. Happy New [BLERGH] Year!!