tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-216036832012-02-16T11:12:39.700-05:00Kathleennoreply@blogger.comBlogger1641100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21603683.post-24165383760716080662011-06-28T13:18:00.001-04:002011-06-28T13:20:47.406-04:00

Outside my window......I see way too many pine cones that need to be removed from the yard.  Darn storms. I am thinking... ...that it has been SIX MONTHS since my last blog post. Darn Facebook and Pinterest.....how I need to be on the phone getting insurance quotes-- just added a new driver to the mix... but I am afraid of sticker shock. I am thankful for......a husband who loves me, despite

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Kathleennoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21603683.post-25604288791922983692010-08-11T17:48:00.000-04:002010-08-11T17:48:20.807-04:00

Ha!  Fooled you didn't I.  Bet you thought this would be about losing weight.  Ya right, that's NUMBER 21 on the list of things I was supposed to do over the summer that I HAVE NOT DONE!  I have to admit, it was an industrious list. But stopping by Camicakes was on my list of things to do. A very nice mom brought some in to school last Fall and I have been dreaming of cupcakes all summer. Of

Kathleennoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21603683.post-64416247292445041022010-07-08T11:09:00.002-04:002010-07-08T11:47:55.968-04:00

Have you ever "Googled" yourself?   I know, it's a  narcissistic waste of time.  But sometimes I just can't help it. I have a friend, Robert, who believes Google is evil.  Something about ripping off iPhone development, yada yada yada.  So, this morning while wasting time doing research I decided to test Bing's research prowess. Of course, the first search involved myself. Lesson learned. A

Kathleennoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21603683.post-29075879904548102242010-07-06T15:53:00.000-04:002010-07-06T15:53:18.015-04:00

I think I was born 20 years too late.  Why does this picture touch me? Happy July, on Cape Cod or hanging here in the south.

Kathleennoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21603683.post-48247568029147032982010-07-05T10:32:00.003-04:002010-07-08T11:48:55.530-04:00

What can I say?  Can you experience the 4th in any better way? The only thing better would have been a soundtrack.  But I did enjoy feeling the fireworks.  Maybe we were  a little too close.

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I love celebrating the 4th. The other day my sister asked me why?  She doesn't share the same affinity for this holiday.  We all suffer from holiday let down.  I gave up on New Years around 15.  Too many expectations, too many movies depicting engagements, reunions and confessions of true love just at the strike of midnight.  That is too much to handle on a teenage/twenty something brain. But

Kathleennoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21603683.post-53284422224455438582010-07-03T08:42:00.002-04:002010-07-03T08:47:24.077-04:00

I have grown a little complacent in my parenting.  I have grown used to the pre-teens and teens in my house.  It's summer, I get up early and have some time- maybe a few hours to myself.  I kinda like it.  Even if I have to get up early.  This morning, I was beat out by my nephew. "Aunt Kathleen, you said last night when we couldn't watch a movie that we could watch one in the morning.  Do you

Kathleennoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21603683.post-20401427348436434872010-07-02T13:34:00.004-04:002010-07-09T15:14:40.576-04:00

--1-Is it really Friday?  Wow.  Summer is in full force if I can't remember the days of the week anymore.  I guess that is a good thing. This week has been full of  the car search  STILL.  I swear, no one can blame anyone in this household with being an uniformed buyer.  I feel like I am in information overload.  The search continues.-2-Yesterday I was supposed to go up to the lake and celebrate

Kathleennoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21603683.post-1905779639168633582010-06-18T09:36:00.001-04:002010-07-08T11:49:51.493-04:00

-1-I am beginning, yet again, a new commitment to blogging.  MUST USE MY BRAIN.... OK, well the last blog post didn't require much brain work.  But, I did have to sit down and think a little.  Let me say that automatic word fill on my cell phone is ruining me.  It's like I can't be bothered with typing my own apostrophe anymore.  Lazy....and now the return key is stuck on my lap top.  Yuck. -2-I

Kathleennoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21603683.post-89303402814231543502010-06-16T11:17:00.000-04:002010-06-16T11:17:33.867-04:00

Totally "borrowed this" from Carmen at Mom to the Screaming Masses 1. It's 2AM and you are not home. You are more than likely: Picking up a kid from a midnight premier of a movie they just "had to see" (Harry Potter...cough cough) 2. What's the last thing you spent more than $100 on? a Visa bill :( 3. What do your bank checks look like?  Checks, what are checks?  Whatever I get FOR FREE

Kathleennoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21603683.post-74451989939179104212010-05-28T10:44:00.002-04:002010-07-09T15:16:10.540-04:00

-1-Up bright and early this morning even after a bedtime of 2:30 am!!  We got some last minute visitors last night. My brother-in-law and his son are here from NOLA to see his nephew's graduation.  (Got that?)  Let's just say that yesterday was spent in a fury of cleaning. -2-I learned from my lovely daughter that her friends refer to our house as "the burrow".  Now, after wordless Wednesday I

Kathleennoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21603683.post-355822264299444142010-05-27T13:35:00.000-04:002010-05-27T13:35:03.237-04:00

I know, it's supposed to be wordless.  But let's just say... THANK GOD for slip covers, washing machines and being non-anal-retentive.  I would have killed myself years ago if I was. 

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Outside my window... a cool summer breeze which makes me ever so thankful as I have not turned on the A/C yet.... I am thinking... about my huge list of summer projects, which only went from the printer to under my iced tea glass while I waste time strolling through my blog roll.  I actually created it on excel so that my kids could check off on the projects they help me with. (HA) I am

Kathleennoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21603683.post-19662845995211046562010-01-08T21:05:00.003-05:002010-01-08T21:24:21.476-05:00

Seven Quick Takes (Snow Day!!) --1-- Snow day!  I can't tell you how amazing it was to not have to go to work today.  I am afraid that it is way to close to Christmas break and that I am getting to comfortable being home again.  I miss being home. Summer is just around the corner - I just keep telling myself... ---2-- Back to the snow day.  I know that if I had any northern readers you would

Kathleennoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21603683.post-80100645017659561872010-01-05T23:40:00.000-05:002010-01-05T23:40:14.034-05:00

You know that old expression  you never see a dead cat up a tree?  I actually heard it for the first time a few weeks ago when a friend mentioned that her neighbor's cat had to be rescued removed from a tree (hence proving the old saying wrong...) This afternoon I heard it again.  Only this time it was Frank, my dear friend's cat, who was up the tree-- at LEAST 40 feet up.  He had been up there

Kathleennoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21603683.post-48038971621152639652010-01-04T09:50:00.002-05:002010-01-04T10:07:17.324-05:00

January brought devastating news about my sister-in-law Biffy.  Rhett and I made a trip down to visit and hold her hand and pray.  Claire went back to school and life went on -- at least for us here in Atlanta.  It would also bring my baby's 10th birthday.  Who strangely asked for a fondue party? We, of course obliged.  Because we LOVE fondue.  So do Mumma and Poppy! February  brought about

Kathleennoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21603683.post-74557150322083744852010-01-03T22:29:00.001-05:002010-01-03T22:32:49.803-05:00

I grew up here in Atlanta. Well, let me take that back -- I went through puberty here in Atlanta.  I consider that growing up. By the time I got to high school as an 8th grade "sub-freshman" I had started my 7th school. That would have been THIRTY-TWO years ago.  Yeah, you heard that right. A lot can happen in thirty-two years. First love and the inevitable heart break that follows, Leaving

Kathleennoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21603683.post-55770416580741683202009-12-31T10:28:00.002-05:002009-12-31T10:40:31.264-05:00

OK Gnarles Barkley, y'all have done it. Top song of the decade.... CRAZY The more I searched around and the more I listened, I began to agree.  It was a fun song -- and, it was a crazy decade. As my friend Christine always says (which always stops gossip in its tracks) -- "We are all crazy." I remember when, I remember I remember when I lost my mind There was something so pleasant about

Kathleennoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21603683.post-21944430985622723512009-12-31T00:12:00.002-05:002009-12-31T00:12:57.563-05:00

Kathleennoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21603683.post-91979544445488725632009-12-30T10:56:00.003-05:002009-12-30T14:51:33.113-05:00

Have you ever heard of the old expression "penny wise and pound foolish"?  That should become my personal motto. I drive an old car.  I drive an old car because I am paying college tuition for my darling daughter.  I don't begrudge anything.  This is a choice that I have made.  I bought this car new.  I was so proud.  It was a beautiful egg shaped minivan.  I bought it to replace the family

Kathleennoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21603683.post-41734306655887840062009-12-30T10:07:00.001-05:002009-12-30T16:14:44.195-05:00

I am so late with this blog post.  What's new? Before Christmas I hosted a craft party.   The idea came after an evening of coffee and brainstorming with my friend Sara.  We decided that we needed to find a way to make a heartfelt and homemade Christmas.  It was my first attempt at hosting such an event.  I have been to plenty of cookie swaps.  But I was looking for something different. I think

Kathleennoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21603683.post-90783185325729598982009-11-02T11:17:00.002-05:002009-11-02T11:32:10.698-05:00

Ok, this is my second year and my second attempt at making it through November's blog challenge to BLOG EVERYDAY. Can I do it? I am going to try.Today's post -- Monday Monday MondayLast night, I faced my inner fear and forced myself to restart Quicken and try to get a true handle on our budgeting. I have been very lazy these past few months. And to be honest, everytime I think about money I

Kathleennoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21603683.post-64746888323071870342009-10-18T14:41:00.004-04:002009-10-18T15:41:13.503-04:00

Remember my post a year or so ago about Sean and sports? Well,I think he made a good decision. Despite a very weird fall rowing season, our club was able to send 3 boats to compete in the Head of the Charles in Boston. Below are the highlights... Grandma always said, "A poor workman blames his tools..." However, these kids spent most of the fall season behind the eight-ball. They were

Kathleennoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21603683.post-17305424433848476962009-10-18T14:36:00.003-04:002009-10-18T14:41:07.721-04:00

It is a lazy and cold Sunday afternoon. The sound of Saints football (thank you FOX for finally showing a game....) can be heard from NO LESS THAN 3 tv's in the house as well as the required war-whoops and yells. Daniel walked by on his way outside-- (apparently he did not get the NFL gene) -- and said to me"Do you think Dad is on drugs?""No," I replied, "he just loves his Saints football."

Kathleennoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21603683.post-32437500070618555202009-10-12T11:15:00.003-04:002009-10-12T12:04:45.028-04:00

I woke up this morning, early. Sean had rowing practice at 5:30. I admire his determination and am proud that he has qualified for the Head of the Charles. However, there are family wide repercussions, because extra practices come at the expense of parental sleep. This morning Rhett drove him and napped in the car. I have the unfortunate malady of not being able to fall back asleep after waking--

Kathleennoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21603683.post-48568899735312821522009-09-11T20:22:00.012-04:002009-09-12T09:28:34.608-04:00

First and foremost I would like to take a moment to remember those who died 8 years ago today in NY, in the air and working at their desks in the Pentagon. To those who rushed in to help and became victims themselves. May God's light shine perpetually on them.Last week at school we were discussing a documentary one of my co-workers had seen about WWII. She mentioned that the film-makers had

Kathleennoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21603683.post-633580508168671512009-08-07T13:00:00.006-04:002009-08-07T14:29:37.434-04:00

-1-I woke this morning to learn that John Hughes had passed away suddenly. What a sad day. There is no better reflection on American teens than that seen through the eyes of Mr. Hughes.My favorite JH film has to be Sixteen Candles. Pushy grandmothers, forgotten birthdays, wild parties, geek heaven. It had it all. Except for that fantasy ending. This would never happen in real life. But,

Kathleennoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21603683.post-32586266180066651312009-07-30T21:11:00.007-04:002009-09-12T09:42:53.394-04:00

It's Friday!-1-Family vacations CAN be fun. Even when you cram lots of people in one house. It helps to have the distraction of a pool, a beach, lots of games and lots of cousins. For the grown-ups I suggest a few cocktails, can't hurt right? Cheap wine makes great sangria, and Bud Light with lime is a pretty good beach drink. And sisters really are the best when it comes to laying it on the

Kathleennoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21603683.post-78575238560473700562009-07-30T19:20:00.009-04:002009-07-30T20:09:12.964-04:00

Today was another surf day...from 47 to3 everyone was surfing.I love the look of sheer joy on my honey's face --nothing is sweeterThings I have come to appreciate these days...Spray sunscreen. This was invented for the mothers of pre-teen boys who DO NOT want their mothers touching them. Guarantees sunburn-free boys who have more time to spend at the beach and get tired.Solo suntan lotion. I

Kathleennoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21603683.post-71774203876085658542009-07-30T17:25:00.005-04:002009-07-30T17:40:47.123-04:00

AH, life at the the beach. You wake up in the morning and see grey skies....what do you do? There are 9 children in the house...So, you decide, let's go to the beach any way. A little rain can't hurt!When you take 9 children to the beach and leave some people home-- this is what they get to do on a rainy day...take a well deserved nap...read a good bookor, read that nasty summer reading that

Kathleennoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21603683.post-87891226810345404632009-07-29T13:34:00.006-04:002009-07-30T19:16:42.257-04:00

Today is day four of our family vacation. Eighteen people in one house. It is a house amazingly filled with happy sounds-- giggles, farts, screetches, numerous sound effects and robot voices. I am constantly amazed at the ability of the average boy to mimic their favorite sound.So far it has been a fun filled week. Full of ice cold watermelon after a day at the beach.. Starfish hunting.... and

Kathleennoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21603683.post-43780803501800666792009-06-26T20:32:00.002-04:002009-06-26T21:53:56.388-04:00

-1-Remember last week when I mentioned that Claire and I were immersed in re-watching the PBS series Frontier House? Well, my fascination with all things pioneer has inspired me to use nature's dryerI swear the whites really DO come out whiter! Luckily I have a large deck and a deeply wooded backyard so I am able to escape the HOA police.-2-I have also been inspired to garden. Wait, I know you

Kathleennoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21603683.post-62238664172340338732009-06-24T09:37:00.002-04:002009-06-24T09:39:55.056-04:00

Well, it has happened.I have been bested by my girlie. Her recent blog post was a much more eloquent way to say "WAKE UP BELLA!"Makes a mamma proud!

Kathleennoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21603683.post-25331965043243372762009-06-21T18:34:00.005-04:002009-06-26T23:38:44.860-04:00

Buffy vs. Edward. What happened to our kick ass role models for girls???You know, I read all the Twilight books, and to be honest, I liked them. There were some good messages in them, abstinence was one. Romance. Chivalry. Friendship.When Claire was little I used to worry about her watching all those Disney movies. The message the "princess world" was sending her was the wrong one. My

Kathleennoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21603683.post-27286929786186040562009-06-20T01:20:00.006-04:002009-06-26T23:41:38.058-04:00

I have been gone for a while. No real excuse, just not feeling the creative juices flowing. This can be witnessed by my last few blog posts that were complete cop-outs according to my newest blogging compatriot and all around brilliant young woman who happens to share some of my chromosomes.In an attempt to get my feet wet again I am participating in Friday's Seven Quick Takes....

Kathleennoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21603683.post-67285226330253766332009-05-15T16:53:00.001-04:002009-05-15T16:53:52.072-04:00

Many thanks again to Deacon Greg over at The Deacon's Bench. Put a tear in my eye ;-)

Kathleennoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21603683.post-67445380247987244362009-03-22T09:56:00.002-04:002009-03-22T10:06:15.501-04:00

SO, I totally copied this from The Deacon's Bench, a blog I really love. I liked this video so much I was afraid no one would use the link to see it. So, please watch and enjoy.And, thanks for standing by me! "Stand by Me" performed by musicians around the world from SKAT on Vimeo.

Kathleennoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21603683.post-76956662837933832312009-03-07T10:05:00.004-05:002009-03-07T10:38:58.478-05:00

The urge to craft is rising its head again. I will most likely spend my creative urge searching the internet for the perfect craft. By the time I decide I have found the one -- the perfect one-- I will have lost the energy to do so. Such is the "perfectionism" of my brain. Perfectionism is paralyzing. You want to do it perfectly, and that need to do things perfectly keeps you from ever

Kathleennoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21603683.post-60982735819778751092009-03-04T19:51:00.005-05:002009-03-04T20:32:09.473-05:00

I have reached the next tier of my life.The invitation tier...You remember how it goes? Think about that FIRST birthday party invite. For me it was a clown, announcing my best friend Maria's big day. She was cool, she had lots of big brothers and sisters, they all spoke in Spanish AND English and her house was loud. I was so excited....Years of innocent birthday celebrations followed... 10..

Kathleennoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21603683.post-57525673438742736792009-03-03T10:42:00.005-05:002009-03-03T18:43:16.458-05:00

I feel like I have been absent from Blogging for a long time. Heck my readership is like 4 a day now, don't even know why those 4 people even tune in. But today, that may be a good thing because I am going to use this time to vent.I have mentioned before that my friends and I have joined the Facebook generation. And it has been pretty cool. Good things happened through Facebook. I was able to

Kathleennoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21603683.post-59005767868160980462009-02-07T13:19:00.002-05:002009-02-07T13:28:00.746-05:00

"Get the baseball bat!" Sounds of thumping, doors opening and closing."Over here, over here!"Now, if you are the mother to girls, your immediate thought might be that they are organizing a quick pick-up game of softball. Mother to boys? Forget it. All kinds of thoughts raced through my mind. My mind actually was miles ahead of my butt which remained firmly planted in this office chair. I

Kathleennoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21603683.post-52706426601321011962009-02-06T15:19:00.003-05:002009-02-06T15:26:25.818-05:00

So I am sitting here at school, I am the "punishment" today. Can't behave like a high schooler? Well, then you can sit with Mrs. D this afternoon. I wonder if my husband feels the same way? I have a little extra time. A few students came in from art class to ask their soccer coach if they could draw her and an object that defines her. Interesting assignment. Could you name one thing that

Kathleennoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21603683.post-11473916117189732602009-02-06T00:20:00.004-05:002009-02-06T00:40:27.080-05:00

I feel like I should play Taps or something. My laptop is dead. I know... weep, mourn, carry on. She is the victim of a light saber battle. They won't admit to a direct cause yet... but they reluctantly admitted to watching it crash onto the floor. The fact that there were flashes of light and thumping coming from the family room just prior to my sitting down and discovering that horrid blue

Kathleennoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21603683.post-22855116620317417752009-01-21T00:40:00.001-05:002009-01-21T00:40:58.002-05:00

On the eve of the anniversary of Roe v. Wade and one day into this historic presidency. I want to share this. That's it. Imagine...

Kathleennoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21603683.post-50278445170881079442009-01-15T00:25:00.003-05:002009-01-15T00:37:18.356-05:00

My laptop is back! Yay! New power cords make all the difference in the world when you have a battery that is crap -- and a battery that keeps a charge for 10 minutes is exactly that, crap. Thank your for your prayers. My sister-in-law is reconnecting with the fight inside her. This will be a hard fought battle fought with determination and with a LOT of help from her prayer warriors, and I

Kathleennoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21603683.post-36669850858660932152009-01-05T23:23:00.007-05:002010-01-03T22:45:21.875-05:00

Blogging is kind of a weird concept. I always looked at it as a way to keep the brain cells synapsing, the creative juices flowing. For some people it is an on-line diary, for others it is a whine-fest, a bitch-fest or even a prayer-fest. I don't know exactly where I fall in those lines. I want to write about silly things tonight. About the silly reasons I still love NOLA, about crazy

Kathleennoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21603683.post-43267220392514285192008-12-28T21:41:00.002-05:002008-12-28T22:16:13.694-05:00

Merry Christmas! My favorite time is right now, after the commercial Christmas... I find that I get so caught up in my "Martha-ness" that I actually can't wait for it to "be over". How sad is that? That is why I am so glad that we have always stressed the liturgical Christmas season-- the 12 days of Christmas. A time where we can sit back and relax and enjoy family and the season. Even if that

Kathleennoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21603683.post-80674848937481880292008-12-16T21:36:00.006-05:002008-12-16T22:13:43.627-05:00

I have been sucked into the vortex of Facebook and I can't get out. While I was busy "friending" people far and near I did learn a few things. I thought I might share a few pearls of wisdom-- you know, to help you make it through the season. * DO NOT wear heels to work all day to "dress up those jeans" and THEN wear 4" heels to your husband's office party. While you will feel sexy (who can

Kathleennoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21603683.post-22378192398231970012008-12-15T22:39:00.001-05:002008-12-15T22:39:37.413-05:00

Enough said. This is a nice re-entry into blog life. (Sorry I have been so remiss!)Just remember, it began with worship.

Kathleennoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21603683.post-70799726299657381472008-11-19T21:28:00.007-05:002009-06-26T21:02:06.088-04:00

Pirates (real ones baby), recession, unemployment, shitty 401K's, child abduction attempts, other people's perception of you, bad habits ... thought about any of these things lately? Worry? Me? Um, yea.You see, I really don't need any assistance when it comes to the worry department. I got it covered. You guys can go have a break and watch some Desperate Housewives of Atlanta for fun. I have

Kathleennoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21603683.post-6035504841337840412008-11-10T08:29:00.003-05:002008-11-10T11:02:50.422-05:00

See how good I am at follow through? NaBloPoMo attempt...unsuccessful. But maybe I can post for the rest of the month. After my dead bird post I suffered a little writer's block. I heard from my good friend that fun was to be had at the 25th reunion. I am sorry I missed it. But now that I am working, I feel bad leaving the little guys with a sitter 2 nights in a row. Besides, if I had gone,

Kathleennoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21603683.post-39883884854285167142008-11-08T19:45:00.005-05:002008-11-08T23:30:18.127-05:00

Tonight the little boys and I went to a local, old, fairly famous burger joint. While eating we happened to notice that a poor dove had come to an early demise and was laying on the sidewalk/outdoor eating area right outside our table. I got up and found the manager and explained that there was dead bird outside. Good man that he was, he went right outside, looked at the bird and then at us....

Kathleennoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21603683.post-390572427484550382008-11-06T22:53:00.003-05:002008-11-06T23:28:46.886-05:00

NaBloPoMo part 4...My mediocrity continues. I have some great stuff somewhere in the creative corners of my brain. I just can't seem to connect with it. So rather than have a whine-fest, bore you with yet another flashback to high school or talk about politics, I thought I'd post a cute picture instead. As I sit here listening to the end of ER and the start of the local news, I can't help

Kathleennoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21603683.post-20662532401448704222008-11-05T22:00:00.004-05:002008-11-05T22:20:04.603-05:00

As my promise to blog everyday, here I am. I can't get creative, I can't get thoughtful. My brain is mush. I spent most of my available post-9 pm synapses IM'ing a friend, discussing whether today's generation is really more literate and able to multi-task better that we can. Facebooking, IM'ing and actually trying to put an intellectual thought together has left me...empty for the present moment

Kathleennoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21603683.post-77714955194526152312008-11-04T11:06:00.002-05:002008-11-04T11:48:10.903-05:00

This Saturday is my 25th high school reunion. I don't think I am going to go. If you are as old as me, have you been to yours? I did go to my 20th. It was fun, well planned (thanks Krissy!) but... I spent most of the night talking with people who never talked to me (or I to them) in high school. Good to see that we have all matured. The people I would have liked to see again didn't come.

Kathleennoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21603683.post-75155302202831727752008-11-04T11:03:00.002-05:002008-11-04T11:05:35.530-05:00

Sneak Peek of Boston Legal: Mad CowsI love Boston Legal, and this clip is just too funny. Politics and friends... please watch, and giggle a little.

Kathleennoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21603683.post-44818401128825655782008-11-03T19:45:00.006-05:002008-11-04T14:11:43.719-05:00

OK, I have committed myself --3 days late to blog each day this month as part of NaBloPoMo wanna join me?We'll see how long this lasts.... Right now, I am going to sit down and watch the John Adams mini-series and remind myself again what a great country this is, and what great roots we have. To remind myself, as I tire of OPINIONS--left and right, never ending political phone calls and

Kathleennoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21603683.post-30911312844896179192008-10-26T23:37:00.001-04:002008-10-26T23:37:51.329-04:00

My house is full of Guitar Hero nuts...rock band nuts... and now I know what they want for Christmas.Check out Michael Phelps on the sofa! Claie that's for you!

Kathleennoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21603683.post-33797268742646657852008-10-23T22:58:00.001-04:002008-10-23T22:58:58.170-04:00

Are you feeling disgruntled about life? Are you the parent of a teen or have get to hang out with teenagers at all? You NEED to watch this movie. What an amazing story. A story of friendship, of young men who are making a difference. A story of hope, love and a little goofiness. You will not be sorry.I work in a high school. In our high school there are 4 young men who suffer from the same

Kathleennoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21603683.post-72666865364247014582008-10-20T17:16:00.002-04:002008-10-20T17:44:39.859-04:00

OK, so I have a brain filled with useless knowledge, or so I thought until I tried playing the movie quote game. What I thought was so OBVIOUS, because these 10 things come up in conversation quite frequently in my insane household, were not so obvious. And vice-versa. T had me stumped -- and I did want to cheat. I may still over #9.Here are my titles -- and strong recommendations to head

Kathleennoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21603683.post-30174493442537401522008-10-19T20:56:00.006-04:002008-10-19T22:00:33.088-04:00

Another fun post-- I have been so NOT creative these days... Here is a challenge by Shelly at Keeper of the Keys. I just can't resist a quoting contest!OK, check out my answers Shelly-- won't post them in your comments less someone find themselves in the near occasion of sin and feel they must CHEAT:1. Planes Trains and Automobiles 2. Mystic Pizza (?) 3. Mr. Mom 4. Great Outdoors? 5. Happy

Kathleennoreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21603683.post-6142782726763378712008-10-17T00:33:00.006-04:002008-10-17T17:20:55.188-04:00

So after a busy day of Special Olympics Bowling, carpools taxi-ing, laundry and an orchestra concert, I am finally ready to confess about bad hair.My friend Sara has challenged me along with Rachel, Shannon, Kalynne and Big Mamma to describe our worst hair disaster. I bet you have been there. Well, most of you. It always happens when you crave a change. I have to say my sister-in-law has had

Kathleennoreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21603683.post-25235795483060841252008-10-17T00:21:00.004-04:002008-10-17T00:32:21.782-04:00

Thank you so much for all your thoughts and prayers. There is not much you can say or do at a time like this, but get busy and pray. I have been mentally working on writing something about last week, about the years to come for my aunt. And it just won't come out coherently, yet. It will.I would love to hear your thoughts on Mary and Martha-- and a woman's struggle for balance between to two.

Kathleennoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21603683.post-31077691263024702942008-10-04T21:25:00.005-04:002008-10-04T22:01:40.628-04:00

Sometimes life is more than not fair. I can't even put into words. But lately words have been my solace. Tonight I just ask for your prayers. My cousin Desha was killed in a car accident last night in Portland. She left behind a mother and 2 sisters and an amazing boyfriend. Dear Jesus, please keep them in strong. Hold them in the palm of your hand. Let them KNOW your love, feel your

Kathleennoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21603683.post-79081344735576159612008-09-30T21:08:00.004-04:002008-09-30T21:48:27.335-04:00

Most people who read this live within a 5 mile radius of me. But for those few who are a bit farther, I must preface my comments with a little explanation. As my sister puts it, people in Atlanta are the biggest "panickers". We once had school cancelled because they THOUGHT it was going to snow. It never did. This week's month's panic involves gasoline. Here in Atlanta we are definately a

Kathleennoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21603683.post-30650869025045136352008-09-29T22:59:00.005-04:002008-09-29T23:41:11.189-04:00

So I have completed my civic duty. Jury duty is over. I spent a long day sitting in a big room. 24 people and I were chosen as potential jurors but never made it to voir dire. I can just see the attorney now, "There are 25 really tired and cranky people up there who have been sitting in uncomfortable Naugahyde chairs since 8 am. Let's settle this now, because you don't want me dragging their

Kathleennoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21603683.post-7610887492796024322008-09-26T19:18:00.001-04:002008-09-26T19:24:29.300-04:00

100 things about me1. I have 3 younger sisters2. We are all named Mary…. Simply because someone told my dad he couldn’t do that…3. I get my stubbornness from my dad4. I went to 7 different schools by 8th grade, we moved a lot5. In 1st grade (the first half), I went to Catholic school. My teacher’s name was Sr. Joyce and all the kids were mean to me because they thought we were related.6.

Kathleennoreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21603683.post-36857046382307292152008-09-26T17:25:00.004-04:002008-09-26T18:15:41.627-04:00

Well it is Friday! Yea, means a little bit more to me now that I am working, not much though. I have been called for jury duty next week. I used to like jury duty. It was a quiet day with out kids where I was free to read whatever pleased me. Now it is just a giant pain in the butt. You know last year my kids had almost perfect attendance. Daniel missed 1/2 day!! This year, when I have to

Kathleennoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21603683.post-22069212270066148292008-09-25T21:51:00.001-04:002008-09-25T21:51:45.634-04:00

Ok. So I got so excited about the earlier post and made Sean, my first base player, watch them. This is what he countered with. These guys stopped by our high school orchestra class today to give a mini performance just for our kids. I guess it helps to have a director that is well connected.I am all about making music interesting and accessible to all kids. Music feeds the mind and soul.

Kathleennoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21603683.post-37557833742723291912008-09-25T20:54:00.001-04:002008-09-25T20:54:20.725-04:00

It's no secret that this family is made up of a bunch of "orch dorks". We have 2 violinists and 2 bass players. One of the best things I ever did is to encourage Claire to look outside classical and really have fun with her instrument. This led Irish fiddle and a totally rockin' band. I saw this group while flipping channels. I am not really into reality shows and actually have never seen

Kathleennoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21603683.post-73141220713233686692008-09-22T08:57:00.004-04:002008-09-22T09:30:31.349-04:00

I found a new contest! The Parent Bloggers Network Blog Blast - Mix 'n Match, Pop 'n Swap - where the Parent Bloggers are giving away a $250 Visa Gift Card and a Polly Pocket Mix'n Match Pop'n Swap just for writing about your kids' crazy wardrobe choices!I have one girl and three boys. Boys, generally don't put much thought into wardrobe choices. Clean or dirty? Doesn't matter until

Kathleennoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21603683.post-67221710821530225422008-09-22T08:25:00.002-04:002008-09-22T08:37:44.565-04:00

Guess what, Martha (yes, THE Martha) is having a contest for bloggers. How cool is that? OK, don't laugh, I could be in her league. I know, my towels don't all match-- and some of them were wedding presents--20 years ago. My dog is not fluffy and clean, and well trained. My home is not totally color coordinated-- though I did paint the family room "Martha blue". But my sisters sometimes

Kathleennoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21603683.post-9150649877367319282008-09-21T11:21:00.005-04:002008-09-21T14:53:59.737-04:00

So soon I will hit 100 posts. This means that I get to post 100 things about me. This is hard for me so I have already started working on it. I am not sure if I am doing it the "right" way, but who cares? I think it is funny.My original reason for blogging was to prove that I could be as cool and smart as my sister Bridget. This then morphed into a mini-memoir. I think it was my friend Sarah

Kathleennoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21603683.post-89191490464603259022008-09-18T21:27:00.003-04:002008-09-18T22:15:21.932-04:00

The other day I was talking with my friends Sara and Meghan. I was having one of those verbal diarrhea moments where you just talk and talk.... and I realized I had monopolized the entire conversation. Then, gasp, I realized I had wasted a perfectly good blogging topic by [horrors] TALKING to someone. So what did I do? Tell them frustratingly that I was going to have to blog about asparagus

Kathleennoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21603683.post-5532805112897073792008-09-15T17:07:00.001-04:002008-09-15T17:07:30.121-04:00

ASPARAGUS

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My electric boy is not doing well. What we thought was bad asthma looks like it may be whooping cough. Egad. Apparently it still exists despite immunizing. Poor thing, none of us has had a full night sleep in a week. We kept treating it as asthma with breathing treatments, puffers, inhaled steroids, you name it. Last night he woke up in a coughing fit panicking and trying to yell for me. I met

Kathleennoreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21603683.post-89104878396158617772008-09-10T23:33:00.003-04:002008-09-10T23:45:16.180-04:00

I have been meaning to write, but nothing inspires me lately. So tonight I opted for the easy way out. Here is my favorite Colbert Report clip. Net Nanny alert--- bad word bleeped out at the end! This is inspired by my conversation with Claire today about her classes and intellectual discussions with friends... Thanks to her for this clip.

Kathleennoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21603683.post-35628413081947602352008-09-04T21:18:00.005-04:002008-09-04T21:54:32.081-04:00

So I had this flashback to high school PE yesterday. Pretty thought huh? PE "back in the day" at my particular Catholic school was NOT co-ed. We girls had our own gym, locker rooms and teacher. Nary a boy to be found. This should have provided some freedom but really just created an estrogen whine-fest. So, why did I flash back 25 (shit!) years? Actually, about 29 or 30 years, because this

Kathleennoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21603683.post-39876379938118704992008-09-01T23:17:00.004-04:002008-09-01T23:43:12.382-04:00

OK, for those of you who are lacking geography skills, here is the latest track for Hannah....guess where she is heading as of 11:30 tonight? Charleston, SC. OK, so we have family here, the cousins are getting some great fun time getting to visit with "extended cousins" (i.e. your cousin's cousin). Many people came up from NOLA with the contents of their freezer in a cooler, and the families

Kathleennoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21603683.post-12287803624455131172008-08-31T10:11:00.002-04:002008-08-31T10:21:24.527-04:00

Three years almost to the day we are once again watching the weather channel and praying. It's hard to believe that the people of the Gulf Coast, New Orleans and St. Charles have to face this again so soon. I can't imagine what it must be like to have to pack up stuff and pray you will have somewhere to return to. On a happy note, my house is full of cousins which makes up for the lack of one

Kathleennoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21603683.post-64886814998723173052008-08-28T19:34:00.004-04:002008-08-28T22:52:28.595-04:00

OK, I know, you are sick of it...college... big deal heard it all.politics... BORING... stop talking.cute kids...mine are the cutest everybody has cute kids.So it's back to regular old blogging.I had a bunch of ideas. They are gone. Lost in the myriad points on my to-do list. Because of said list, I am trying to be more organized so that I can get it all done. This week, I went grocery

Kathleennoreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21603683.post-80657877647283508912008-08-25T22:24:00.011-04:002008-08-30T08:20:20.513-04:00

This is not a political blog. I don't have time for that, besides you have to think too much. And remember what I said about Claire being totally B&W -- and me not so B&W? This trait does not suit political bloggers. It is no fun to argue discuss politics with someone who continually says, "I see your point, however..." Despite my tough exterior I really just want everyone to like me.

Kathleennoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21603683.post-54861915906338251062008-08-24T21:38:00.017-04:002008-08-24T22:17:31.046-04:00

Another photo essay, since the last one was so easy was so well received!Step One: Freak out. Talk on the phone alot. Pretend that you aren't leaving TOMORROW! Give your mom a silly look when she suggests you get off the phone and actually pack something.Step Two: Create college central in the middle of the living room. Freak out. Tell your mom you have too much stuff yet not enough stuff (Has

Kathleennoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21603683.post-14325295922380963552008-08-21T06:27:00.003-04:002008-08-21T06:37:40.297-04:00

I am here, I am just crazy busy right now. Too much to do, not enough time to get it all done.I am a duck.

Kathleennoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21603683.post-16588992634892232302008-08-16T22:25:00.014-04:002008-08-17T00:04:23.771-04:00

Eighteen years ago I became a mother. We became parents. A beautiful 9 lb 4 oz beauty arrived and turned our world upside down. This should be the only naked picture of her ever to be seen over the world wide web. She'll kill me I know, but since she never reads my blog, I think I am OK.Eighteen years ago I walked around the hospital corridors doing my pelvic thrusts in the hallway during

Kathleennoreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21603683.post-50371392823991184172008-08-14T06:59:00.007-04:002008-08-14T22:02:23.268-04:00

My friend Sara over at A Shower of Roses just gave me my first Blog award! If anyone kicks ass it is Sara. She has to with 6 kids-- homeschool, carpool, lessons, church... Thanks Sara.Now to pass on the favor here are a few gals I think Kick Ass too: 1. T over at Anesthesioboist a true renaissance woman -- medicine, music, dance, mothering she's got it all! 2. Bridget over at Up the

Kathleennoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21603683.post-34081618360924682992008-08-13T21:33:00.005-04:002008-08-13T22:31:02.159-04:00

So today I got to do the walk of shame. I know, it is all in my head. Today's walk of shame was the "return the football gear" walk. You know, when your son decides not to play after the first practice you can't just show up and drop off the equipment with the board presidents. Presidents you say? We are talking some ORGANIZED youth sports here. NOOOO you have to walk down and across the

Kathleennoreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21603683.post-55558203771359186332008-08-10T22:50:00.002-04:002008-08-10T23:24:01.850-04:00

Ah, the house is settling. Tonight they are finally quiet. It is the end of summer. The heads are hanging, excuses are running, feet are pounding upstairs--one more kiss, one more drink of water... a 15 year old boy is rushing last minute poetry assignments, "annotating" to the sound of Rowdy Gaines commenting on tonight's Olympics. A soon to be college girl is upstairs in her room hiding

Kathleennoreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21603683.post-24428088032695325622008-08-08T18:39:00.010-04:002009-09-12T09:20:57.886-04:00

Tonight is the night. It begins. Important enough to have an hour and a half "stressful discussion" on how to properly connect the TIVO to the new digital cable box -- not a fun discussion after work. But, it's done, it works and let the TIVOing begin!I love the Olympics. I really do. It all began in '84. My best friend's dad had tickets to most of the swimming events. We were swimmers and

Kathleennoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21603683.post-58471631041307550602008-08-07T23:27:00.004-04:002008-08-10T23:20:29.698-04:00

A twist on Love Thursday...Donny Osmond, my first love. I would spin this 45 for ever on my little record player, or hide from my sisters and stare at his picture -- under the table in the dining room. I was going to marry him.I don't know what happened. Maybe it was Davy Jones, or Leif Garrett. Soon Donny was forgotten. That 45 and most importantly, THAT picture sifted to the bottom of my

Kathleennoreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21603683.post-43162529290945945042008-08-02T22:46:00.001-04:002008-08-02T22:47:24.442-04:00

Everyone is smiling....everyone is happy...hold your breath...

Kathleennoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21603683.post-53234646592877602822008-08-02T22:13:00.009-04:002008-08-02T22:45:15.533-04:00

Step one: Decide that it is TOO FAR and TOO SANDY to walk to the beach to take a beach picture, scout around the house to find the best spot, rearrange HEAVY deck furniture to make sure you have the best look...this is essential when there are 8 photographers in the house...Step two: Coerce all the small children to take off their bathing suits and get clean. Order pizza, let them smell pizza

Kathleennoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21603683.post-20907450292765653002008-08-01T16:17:00.002-04:002008-08-01T16:25:37.500-04:00

So thanks to modern technology, we can call IRAQ by dialing a Virginia phone number. We have been very lucky to be able to talk to Uncle Lobbie (or daddy for Trish)a few times this week. We even made cookies for him today. Talk about too many cooks... EVERYONE has an opinion on the best way to make peanut butter cookies. [Apparently chocolate does not make the trip to Iraq well-- something

Kathleennoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21603683.post-82683166199331076522008-08-01T15:44:00.005-04:002008-08-01T16:16:44.615-04:00

So, what do you do when it is rainy? Do you do crafts? Watch a movie? Bake cookies? Done all that and still don't know what to do? Follow the advice of some random guy on the beach and take the kids "into town" and visit the Appalachicola River Estuary Preserve. Guaranteed to be a fun day! Whale skeletons, stuffed bears, turtles, fish, honeybees...what could be better? Top it off with some

Kathleennoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21603683.post-71972294866162161822008-08-01T08:33:00.000-04:002008-08-01T08:38:00.157-04:00

What says beach fun more than kids charades?

Kathleennoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21603683.post-74096572539662719052008-07-28T19:24:00.004-04:002008-08-04T19:02:58.165-04:00

The view from the beach, the best part. Especially nice when a history major, 2 engineers and an architect play in the sand. You get an less than normal castle here, complete with a blood channel. Ah, colaboration!I also decided to enter this in the SUMMER FUN PHOTO CONTEST check it out!

Kathleennoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21603683.post-24230138588177410202008-07-27T21:32:00.001-04:002008-07-27T21:40:45.489-04:00

For basically the last 17 years we have been going to the same beach. A real beach, with no condos, no restaurants (save a pizza place and a beach shack). The kind of place where pretty much anyone could wear a thong bikini on the beach because there are few people to offend. When the kids were little we would go out early and look for the signs of sea turtle nest making. You could see the

Kathleennoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21603683.post-85687681567772754492008-07-25T10:04:00.002-04:002008-07-25T10:24:00.748-04:00

OK, so I know it's funny that this post should directly follow yesterday's. But I have to vent for just a moment. As I walked around straightening the house this morning in an attempt to vaccuum and remove the fur balls hiding in the corner, I had to pick up 6 guns-- yes, toys. But annoying none the less. Yes, real guns would have been horrible, despite what my NRA friends think. Let me

Kathleennoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21603683.post-17400280937151278672008-07-24T11:07:00.002-04:002008-07-24T11:27:47.515-04:00

So today is Love Thursday. Here is my brother-in-law and I at Ft. Jackson a week or so before he shipped out to Iraq. Claire and I stopped to see him on our way to Charleston. We ate at Friday's and heard some stories and then had to drop him off in East Buddah before getting on our way. Despite being part of a demonstrative CRHP family, I am still a little repressed in the hug department--

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