"Women of God can never be like women of the world. The world has enough women who are tough; we need women who are tender. There are enough women who are coarse; we need women who are kind... We have enough women of fame and fortune; we need more women of faith." -- Margaret D. Nadauld

Sunday, November 21, 2010


I've had a serious lack of motivation to blog lately... call it writer's block. I mean, do I write about what's going on every day? About how we get up, get the kids to school, go to the gym, wash a dish or two.... blah blah blah. YUCK!! How boring is that? Yet, that's what my life is.

However, as boring as it is, there never seems to be any free time! I'm sorry, but whoever said being a Cub Scout leader was easier than Young Woman presidency was full of stuff and nonsense! I'm tellin' ya... I think Camp Director was easier! (Which I still haven't been released from. I'm starting to get nervous!)

Now, I have a whole two paragraphs completed on this post and I'm sitting here thinking... what do I write? Do I write about the MAJOR snowstorm we got today? About how we got 4+ inches of new snow? And now there is a gale force wind blowing the snow into drifts and I'm hoping... really hoping... that there will be a snow day tomorrow.

A snow day in November? Wouldn't that be AWESOME!!!

And what would be even better is that I would be relieved of my Monday morning kindergarten music commitment and will have all the time in the world to start baking my Thanksgiving yummies, which are many.

Don't get me wrong... I love going to Kindergarten every Monday morning to help Max's cousin with music time! The kids are dang cute! But that's another lesson that I get to prepare each and every week. Trying to find age appropriate music to teach them can be draining. The songs have to be simple and the music prompts that I make have to be simple too. The kids are just starting to read and so I have to draw a lot of pictures. And believe me when I say, I'M NO ARTIST!!!

Which reminds me... I'm now the "Art Mom" in Inigo's 2nd grade class room. That's ANOTHER lesson I get to prepare every other week. Believe me when I say, I'M NO ARTIST!!! But I'm going to learn how to be one, dad-gum-it, if it kills me...

But I digress... I love going to kindergarten! So I would be sad if I can't go tomorrow. We're going to teach them Over the River And Through the Woods and who doesn't love singing that song?!?! But listening to the wind howl past my window, tomorrow's school day could be iffy.

I'm still wondering what I should write about?

Would it be divulging too much info if I write about the medical procedure Buttercup has to go through this week? She has a mole on her thigh that we biopsied a couple weeks ago. It's okay now, but the cells in it have the potential to turn cancerous sometime in the future (tomorrow? next month? when she's 80? No one knows!) The dermatologist has declared it must come out so we scheduled it for Wednesday.

My poor baby is stressed to the max about it. She doesn't do blood. She doesn't do doctors. (However, she will walk up to a HUGE spider sitting on the wall and scoop it up with a paper towel --without flinching-- then turn around and call me a wimp when I scream.) The doctor called a prescription of Valium in and she'll take that before she goes, so hopefully she'll be completely and fully relaxed. She took Valium once before, when she had a dental procedure, and SHE WAS LOOPY!!! I won't confess my plans to take my camera to record this for posterity's sake. heh heh heh (evil laugh!)

Anyway, it's a fairly simple procedure. We'll be in and out of the dr.'s office in no time at all. She'll have a couple little stitches and a LONG weekend to recover. Even though I don't think she'll need much time. After all, we have a huge group of family members who are coming up for Thanksgiving who all want facials!

I've been called heartless before.

Still wondering about how to fill my post... and I'm drawing a blank.

I took this picture of Inigo and our dog, Lola, the other night. It cracked me up. Inigo always wants Lola to sleep with him and believe me, I WANT HER TO TOO!! Actually, I would be happier if she just found a spot in front of the fire and didn't sleep on the beds at all, but she's pretty stubborn.

She's also a bed hog. You can nudge her and push her and even kick her (through the covers of course) and she won't move from her spot. Winter time is worse. She's cold and she thinks she needs to share body heat. Thus, she crawled right up to Inigo and snuggled up under his covers.

I usually wake up with her sleeping under my arm pit. And she takes up 1/3 of my queen size bed. It's awkward and uncomfortable.

Oh, I'm still having fun with my cloud blog. I haven't emptied my file of cloud pictures yet and I have a lot of friends and family members that send me pictures! It has been a lot of fun looking up into the sky and it's also been fun as I hear from people as they say that they are working harder at taking the time to notice how beautiful clouds can be.

Well, I guess I'll just give up. There's just nothing to write about at all. I hope that the next week will give me some inspiration so I can get out of this writing funk!!


Wees said...

Hugs to Buttercup! Child #3 had a lump underneath her arm surgically removed a year ago and it wasn't bad at all. She took something before the procedure too and it was all good.

I love that Lola sleeps with you! I wish the husband would let our little dog sleep on the bed. Until he brings a tick to bed, or has fleas. On second thought.....

Garden of Egan said...

I went to your photography site and LOVED the pictures! Very familiar to me.
Ya, I think we might live close. I'm in Rexburg. In fact, I think I know your hubs.

Very cute blog and I'm off to check out some of your recipes, cuz it's the holidays and all and you can NEVER have enough yummy cookie recipes....can you?

thorkgal said...

You are definitely an artist... as long as you have all the time in the world. Remember the Valium is for Buttercup... no snitching. :) Good luck. I love your post about nothing. I need to go watch Seinfeld now.