Wednesday, November 25, 2015

Plenty of Turkey before the Turkey

I know I just told you that I wasn't going to post every day, and I won't. I just happen to have a few fun things to put on the blog.

Yesterday it was our Thankful Turkey.

Today, it is a whole new breed of turkey. I'm not sure I have ever seen one quite like this. He probably won't make for a very good feast. Too hollow in my opinion.

Since Grandma is here and the kids are out of school, I planned a craft for us to do today. The day was filled already with workouts, JR visiting, safe shopping (for a literal safe), sharpening 200 pencils and breaking the ward pencil sharpener (oops), game playing, christmas shopping, lesson planning, and dog pampering (Gizmo and Pip are here as well.)  But regardless of the chaos, we still managed to get our creative juices flowing and finish our silly birds.

Everyone helped a bit here and there, but June and I spent the most time tying all the tulle on the turkey bodies. It took a chunk of time. Plus, we were running out of the main colors (red, orange and yellow) so we added in some gold that I had left over from Pearl's tutu. We think it turned out rather well.

You can see the original here with the tutorial. We had a lot of fun putting them together. Grandma painted the cool eyes and after we stuck them in with toothpicks, they could still move in either direction. So this turkey can watch you out of the corner of his eye.

You'd better watch out. Now Santa isn't the only one watching!!

p.s. I'm sorry all the photos of our house after dark look yellow. That is just how they turn out. And you see them AFTER I take out plenty of 'yellow' in photoshop. It just seems to be the color that comes off the walls, although our walls are not yellow. It must be the sunshiney personality of everyone who lives here.

Tuesday, November 24, 2015

Thankful Turkey 2015

Ten years of turkeys! I am amazed at how one little FHE lesson turned into ten years of turkeys on our wall. I love it. The girls love to reread all the feathers on each turkey. Even I was caught many times staring at the wall and remembering how each turkey was put together and who helped.

This year it was June's turn to help with the turkey, but she is old enough that I let her do it all herself. She found a design and made it her own. We had a great time last night filling out our feathers with all the things for which we are, indeed, grateful.

Grandma Cazier is here visiting, so she got to make a feather as well. I love that our turkeys have guest appearances. We have the Mack's who started it all in 2006. We have the Dargan's in 2012. The Houck's (and Buckwheat) in 2013. And now Grandma Cazier in 2015.

Here is June with the finished turkey. (I love the pilgrim hat.)

Let's take a closer look. I usually take a picture pre-laminate, but not this time. And yes, I know Mom, it isn't close enough to read the feathers. You have to come to our place to enjoy the whole shebang.

Our wall is nice and full with our turkeys. We don't have a lot of Thanksgiving traditions around here, besides eating a feast on Thursday, but this is one aspect of Thanksgiving that I really look forward to.

Gobble, gobble.  

Monday, November 23, 2015

Don't Be Disappointed

Well folks. Twenty-three days is a pretty good streak. I have no more pertinent information to get out to you at the moment and I would like to stop tormenting my brain with tid-bits to regale you with. I am officially not going to post every day this month, and that is okay.

I still have some things that I will blog about, so I'll still be around. After all, Turkey day is just around the corner.

But let's not make this more painful than it has to be. (For both of us.) I'll wait until I have real content to share and you whatever you would like. Maybe plan what dessert you will have with Thanksgiving this year. I hear pumpkin pie is out. Try something new, like chocolate silk. Or don't even have pie. Live on the edge.

Sunday, November 22, 2015

This Blog Post Left Intentionally Blank

Maleen and I were carefully working out exactly what we wanted to put in tonight's blog post. Then we decided that the best possible blog post tonight would consist of more whitespace.

Dee Hock once said, "Make an empty space in any corner of your mind, and creativity will instantly fill it." So, here we are...waiting for a bolt of creativity.

Saturday, November 21, 2015

One Good Toot Deserves a Quarter

If you recall, I have back trouble every now and then. I try to be careful, but you would be surprised what can throw your back out. It could be bending over to grab a sock off the floor. Perhaps it is leaning over to spit in the sink after brushing my teeth. The last time it was simply putting on a skirt. (Fashion can be lie.) The real trick is keeping my back strong enough, so that when I decide my five year old is too adorable not to hold, I can pick her up without having to spend the next day or so in bed.

I have the back exercises, and I try to do them. Well, I try to do them more often right after I have hurt my back and the memory is still fresh. Realistically, time passes and I forget how tenuous this relationship is between a life without pain and being careless with my posture. Posture! This is the worst one. I believe it is actually the cause of much more pain than I give it credit for. My back is okay if I bend over and pick up the occasional box. But if I have been hunched over at a computer for an hour beforehand causing undue amounts of stress to that lower lumbar region, it is less likely to go well.

The chiropractor mentioned as much to me last time I went in to have everything adjusted. To give a little history, I don't usually go to a chiropractor. It was just so painful the last time I threw my back out at the end of September, that I was willing to try anything. That makes me sound like I don't believe in chiropractors. I think they can be fantastic...I just wasn't sure they could fix my particular problem. I would say that it helped the healing process considerably, but was no miracle cure.

I am very aware of my posture issues. You would think that being a short person, I would stretch my height to its full advantage, but sadly, that is not the case. When I eat, I tend to slump. When I am on the computer, I catch myself hunched over sometimes. I need to work on getting my shoulders back. But it is hard to retrain very bad habits.

So I thought of something to give myself a little incentive. I told the kids that if they caught me with bad posture, I would owe a quarter. That quarter would go in a jar and when we built up enough money, we would do something together as a family. They were all for it. You have some like Ivory who call out my posture at every opportunity. Sometimes I am sitting or standing just fine and there is no quarter for her, but plenty of times I have straightened up and begrudgingly added my twenty-five cents to the jar.

Now...if it were just quarters for my bad posture, that jar would take forever to be filled, but I added another caveat.

It is possible that our house of little ladies is not always full of lady-like manners. In fact, there is sometimes quite a problem with tooting. (We use the 'T' word instead of 'F' word around here.) Some children are bigger offenders than others. I get that it is a natural bodily function, but I have to draw the line somewhere. And that somewhere is at the table when we are eating. I think it is just rude to let one rip while everyone is enjoying their meal. And so began the quarter for toots.

I think that has helped the jar fill up faster than anything. Amazingly, one of the worst offenders in general, is very good at controlling his expulsions at the table. (I'm not sure we have had any quarters from Dad.) The rest of us have all contributed here and there. And I would say that the manners at the table have improved tremendously.

The quarter rule has been so popular, I have added other addendum on here and there. For example, the littles owe a quarter if they ignore the food on their plates. They know they have to try one bite, but that particular bite is often left in a corner until it has become cold and unappetizing. How will they ever know if they like something if they only try it after it is unpalatable? Also, we are trying to teach the children that when someone cooks for you, it is polite to sample their a timely manner. So, I sometimes set a timer and if they haven't mustered their courage in time to try the vexing vegetable, goes a quarter.

We have a pretty good stash considering we started the jar in October. Tonight, I thought we should cash in some of our rewards. I feel bad that Tyler couldn't join us, but he didn't contribute much to the jar anyway. We went out for ice cream at Macey's, since that is a frugal choice that leaves us more quarters for another day. Most of the cones were so big, we flipped them over into cups so they wouldn't melt faster than we could eat them.

Love my girls. We came home and watched Little Women afterward. I have my own band of little women. They are just right for me. Now if only I could steal some of that patience and understanding from Marmee. I don't think she ever had to resort to a quarter jar.

Friday, November 20, 2015

Time to Leaf

Fall is rapidly turning into Winter. Such is the cycle of life. I love to walk along the sidewalk and step on all the crunchy leaves. We have a lot in the neighborhood. When Pearl walks to the bus stop, she will walk in the gutter, through the huge piles of leaves that accumulate there.

There aren't a lot of trees in the front yard at our house. We have the gigantic pine tree, but that drops needles, not leaves. We still end up with plenty of leaves that swirl around the neighborhood and settle in our yard. Pearl was raking them up the other day. She was just too cute not to stop and take pictures.

She raked them into a pile so she could jump into them. I'm not sure there were really enough leaves there. But I did have her toss some in the air. She is stinkin adorable.

She did build a little nest for her jacket. I wish I could find a bird that color. Or even an egg. ( reminds me of some of the eggs on My Singing Monsters. We may be a little addicted to that game right now.)

The back yard has considerably more trees. I noticed one day that I couldn't even see the grass back there. Tyler got the crew organized and put them to work. It is amazing what they can do when properly motivated.

Daisy was trying to sweep leaves into the shovel. She was ambitious.

It is hard to use two tools that are both bigger than your person.

P-Pod was helping in her own little way. This bucket may not move many leaves at once, but every little bit helps.

Luckily, most of the leaves are off the trees. The next thing we will be scooping around here will probably be snow.

Thursday, November 19, 2015

Blogging Break

It is only a 24 hour break because I have pictures in the wings just needing to be edited.

This evening I went out to book group. Hence the lack of blogging. But it is always nice to get together with some of my favorite ladies and laugh and talk about a book.

We read The All-Girls Filling Station's Last Reunion by Fannie Flagg. Yes, I know it is a mouthful, but it was a really fun book. I like how the author added actual historical facts to her story, so not only did I enjoy a fun read, but I learned something. Can't beat that. (Look up WASPs from WWII.)

While I am here, let's talk about some another item in the news. I tend to not talk about current events. Usually because I don't watch the news and I am completely clueless to what is going on unless Tyler filters down information. But I think you would have to be living in a hole to have not heard about the terrorist attacks in Paris.

I am saddened when innocent people are affected by the negative actions of other people who are misled in their beliefs. I have never understood how terrorists claim to be carrying out the work of God. What kind of God is this? It is certainly not the type of God I would want to follow.

There is more I would say about this topic, but it is already past my bedtime. My heart goes out to all those families who are suffering from loss at this time. Life is precious. Give those you love an extra hug tomorrow.