Ornithophobia: An abnormal and persistent fear of birds. Sufferers from ornithophobia experience undue anxiety about encountering and even being attacked by birds although they may realize their fears are quite irrational
Tuesday, September 30, 2008
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Monday, September 29, 2008
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Sunday, September 28, 2008
I swear I did not have a moment of sheer excitement and a little bit of "star-struckdom" yes I completely made that word up when I saw that MckMama herself had commented on my "Not Me Monday" post from last week. No way....that would be borderline....well.....weird. If you don't know who MckMama is, she is the one who started the "Not Me Mondays." The one. The only. The original. And she commented on MY "Not Me Monday!" But I most certainly did not almost literally jump up when I saw her name on my comments. NOPE.
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Thursday, September 25, 2008
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Wednesday, September 24, 2008
Take a look at what my 5 year old did to my Mom's table. We have an iron sofa table with scrolls at our house and she does this same thing to ours. It's pretty neat and kind of artistic, huh? Who needs a dollhouse, when you've got a tree table.
- A Strawberry Shortcake Doll in her little plastic crib
- Her Little Giraffe polka dot "blankie" from when she was a baby
- A few Littlest Pet Shop Pets
- A beaded necklace and bracelet she made with a jewelry making kit
- A Polly Pocket doll
- A Kaleidoscope that she "bought" with tickets at Incredible Pizza
- A Build-A-Bear that she made
- One shoe that belongs to the Build-A-Bear
- A small purse that also belongs to the Build-A-Bear They sure know how to get you in that store, with all their "accessories" that you MUST have for your bear.
- Some Euros Yes, as in Real European Money.
- A Wise Man and an Angel from her mini nativity scene Don't ask me how she got all these miniscule knick knacks from our house to my Mom's. Your guess is as good as mine.
- A plastic mini Care Bear
- A tiny plastic beach ball that came with her "Summer Fun" Polly Pockets I guess she has a thing for "tiny" stuff.
- Funnel used to fill her Water Baby with water
- Vera Bradley Pinwheel Pink Mini Hipster Purse. It was my sister's and she left it behind when she went to boarding school, so guess who claimed it as her own! I don't even own a Vera Bradley anything...nice.
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Monday, September 22, 2008
- I did not just tell MacKenzie to "hold on" when she asked me to help her with something, so I could finish this post and finish my coffee.
- I do not check the weather obsessively to the point where I could tell you, not only the temperature at any given time, but also the humidity, the dew point, how fast the wind is blowing and in what direction, nope...I do not do that.
- I did not lie to my 5 year old when she thought her sister broke her wand that goes with her Halloween costume and tell her it wasn't broken, in hopes that I can fix it. Seriously, I would have had a MAJOR meltdown on my hands had she thought the wand was broken. I was just saving everyone else in a 5 mile radius of her from having to hear her screams.
- I did not watch the movie Penelope last night and enjoy it....are you kidding me....no way!
- I did not put on Noggin for the girls this morning in the room we slept in, so I could catch 20 more minutes of sleep.
- I do not feel like calling the president of Centerpoint or Entergy or Reliant or whoever the heck controls my electricity and screaming at him/her because my power is STILL out 9 days after Ike....not me....I would never scream.
- And I most certainly did not use the excuse that we are "displaced" and I packed for only two days to go to Old Navy and buy a new "wardrobe." It's Old Navy, people. An entire "wardrobe" there costs about $60.
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Sunday, September 21, 2008
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Thursday, September 18, 2008
I saw this on a blog I read somewhat obsessively if, in light of this whole thing, I'm being totally honest and I love the idea. I loved her original post that started this. I would read the post I linked to so you can understand how this idea was born. And I really, really love the idea of "being brutally honest." So I am going to hop aboard the honest train and join in this crusade. My "'Not me' Mondays" might not always be as witty and hilarious as hers, did I mention I want to be her when I grow up? but I promise they will be honest. And if you feel like coming on board and having your own "Not me Mondays," feel free to join in. The truth can be liberating! Stay tuned for Monday...
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Tuesday, September 16, 2008
We evacuated to Louisiana to stay with my Mom due to hurricane Ike. We have been here since Thursday evening, and we have no plans to return right now. Alot of Houston is still without electricity, including our neighborhood. School has been canceled for MacKenzie at least through the week and possibly for longer if they can't get the electricity restored. So, I have been trying to keep the girls as busy as possible while we stay here at "Maggie's" house. Today we went to a place called "Clayfish Bisque" A play on words - CLAY instead of CRAW, since we are in the Crawfish capital. Crawfish Bisque is a popular cajun dish. It's one of those pottery painting places. The girls really enjoyed picking out their pottery piece and all the colors they wanted and painting.
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Thursday, September 11, 2008
Wednesday, September 10, 2008
I saw this and it made me laugh out loud, so I thought I'd share the laugh with you. Plus it has a great message:
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Tuesday, September 9, 2008
This afternoon as I was driving to a friend's house, my sweet 5 year old in the backseat said to me, "Mom, guess what." So I curiously responded, "What?" thinking out of her mouth would come a long-winded explanation of why the bird out her window was pecking at the tree and how she learned the name of that bird and it was called a "woodpicker." I was wrong....so, so wrong. Out of her mouth came, "There's a boy...and he's in my class.....and this other girl.....who's not in my class....well.......she kissed him....the boy in my class." Ummm.....I'm sorry......WHAT!? Did I mention she is 5 years old!? This is exactly what I have been afraid of. This is why I was dreading her starting Kindergarten. This is not something I feel at all prepared to talk about with her. So I took a deep breath and asked for more details.
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Monday, September 8, 2008
So I watched the 2008 MTV VMA's Video Music Awards for those of you who have been living under a rock for the past two decades last night and I just had to comment on a few things. Now, I certainly don't expect to see the best musical performances ever on this show. But being the music lover that I am, I do still like to watch and see what the new performers are doing these days.
- Can I just say, what is this world coming to when Britney Spears is taking home the most awards!? The girl can't even take care of her own children, goes on some freakish rampage and shaves her head and starts talking with a British accent and we are going to award her? Not to mention that little thing that she lacks...oh yes, talent. I guess the singer in me just can't seem to understand how someone who hardly does any singing at all and who's voice is mostly computerized in all of her songs is considered a music star. It's baffling. Did anyone notice that her acceptance speeches were almost all the exact same, verbatim? Can anyone say, "robot?"
- What is UP with that host!? If he took one more jab at The Jonas Brothers for their decision to stay pure until marriage, I was going to reach through the tv screen and remove him from the stage! I mean, God forbid we have an UPSTANDING role model for kids these days....oh no! That would just be too much.
- Also, what's going on with artists thanking God in their speeches and putting Him somewhere in the middle of their list between, their Momma and their fans? Don't you think the Lord Himself deserves a better spot on the list....like First. I'm not saying they have to thank Him, if that's not what they believe. But if they do believe they are receiving the MTV Silver Moon Man because of God, then maybe they could mention Him before their Producer.
- When did it become ok to perform on a show that is supposed to be about awarding musicians and singers and lip sync!? Christina Aguilera's performance was completely recorded. There were multiple times that she got so wrapped up in her dance moves that she just stopped singing, but lo & behold, the song went on magically.
- I love MTV's attempt at staying ahead of the game when it comes to music. There was a band called Tokio Hotel I couldn't tell if the band was made up of girls or guys...seriously and they won some award. It's like those people who put a bumper sticker on their car of the least known band they can find, so they can prove to everyone they are cool. They are cool because they know of a band that you do not. Same thing with this band and this award. No one knows who they are. I know you might be thinking, well maybe you just don't know who they are, Lindsay. I mean you are hardly in the MTV generation anymore. Yes I agree that I am not quite in the MTV generation anymore, BUT I do stay up to date on new music. In fact, I'm sure I know of some bands that you have never heard of, so there!
- I cannot tell you how much it annoys me that celebrities use award shows to state their political views. That's all fine and good that they have political views and that they are going to vote...whatever. But I watch an award show to hear good music, watch interesting performances, and see musicians awarded for their talent. Well, maybe I am watching the wrong award show for all of those things but you catch my drift.
- In an interview Christina Aguilera was quoted that she would be letting her 8 month old son stay up and watch TV even though, normally he's not allowed to watch TV so he could see her perform. Well good for you Christina! I'm glad you have concern about your son watching too much TV. Never mind that Mommy's boobies are hanging out for the world to see. "Is that a scary, Playboy bunny on the tv, daddy?" "No pumpkin, that's Mommy." "Don't those things belong to me? Why are they out for everyone else?" Well I hope that little Max enjoyed watching his Mommy
singlip sync on TV last night.
- One of the best performances of the night was The Jonas Brothers. They are just so wholesome and sweet, they could be mistaken for oatmeal! I really, really liked the whole sitting on the front steps of the house singing with a few instruments...unplugged, if you will. It got a little much to handle when they broke into the real version of the song and had 800 screaming girls rushing the stage to be near them. Come on, we're not talking about the Beatles here.
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Sunday, September 7, 2008
One year ago today, I got on a plane and flew across the world. When I returned, a piece of my heart did not. On September 7th, 2007 I left for Kenya, Africa. It is an experience that in no way is expressible in words. But I will do my best to give you some small idea of what my experience was there. Rather than tell you everything I did, I want to tell you everything Iwitnessed, felt, learned and will remember forever. Get in your "comfy chair" folks. It's going to be a long one. I went on a mission trip with my church and was in Kenya for 9 days. We were gone for 11, because two of those days were spent entirely in airplanes and airports. That's a whole different story for another time.
Now what on earth are people who are starving and sleeping on cardboard in a hut made out of dirt and sticks, doing saying things like this, you ask. They just are. You see, because they have nothing, (I use this word by our standards, because frankly they have more than we will ever have...more on that later) they are thankful for every single thing they have. They thank God for everything. Even for their circumstances, which most would find appalling, disgusting, horrible, and unlivable. They thank God. While we would complain about sleeping in mud, they thank God. While we would feel sick to have to eat what they eat, they thank God. While we would be exhausted from walking miles to get anywhere, they thank God. While we would never want to wear what they wear daily, they thank God. While we would be asking God why, they thank Him. What a concept.
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Thursday, September 4, 2008
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