We have a friend with 2-month-old twins, and she said a couple of weeks ago that they had cried all day after getting their shots. Well, I had a shot today, and I must say, I'm totally with the twins on this. My last shot (about a month ago) I didn't even feel, but I'm afraid I'll be feeling this one for a couple of days. Thank goodness for Aleve. And also that my next shot is six months away. (These are required shots for work, in case anyone was wondering.)
Where does the time go? Tomorrow is March 1, and my brain seriously still thinks we're in January. I need a longer calendar. Or a faster brain. :)
In other news, we are helping with Bible Bowl at South Plains for the fourth hit year in a row. I mention this because our theme last Sunday was superheroes, at which I played Wonder Woman, and Chad played Opera Man, a "wannabe" superhero, for lack of a better word, who tried to sing his way onto the Superheroes council. Unfortunately for Opera Man, the superheroes were not impressed. However, all the children and adults in the audience were, and his performance was met with much clapping and cheering. He really did a remarkable job, and the compliments were free-flowing afterwards. My Wonder Woman costume was loosely based upon the real thing, as I wanted to keep the attire G-rated. I went into quite a frenzy on Saturday night when I was looking for a star shape to trace around, so that I could glue stars onto my shorts (experience has taught me that stars are not something I can draw well). After about 20 minutes of searching through all our belongings, I remembered, Duh, I own a star-shaped cookie cutter. So I retrieved it from its drawer and traced around it to get my fabric stars. The moral of the story is, making a Wonder Woman costume is really entertaining and can be quite a workout if you do it right.
28 February 2006
27 February 2006
Pancake Day
Yeah, okay. So it's been, like, a year and a half since the last time I was on here. And there are probably very good reasons why that is true; unfortunately, I can't remember any of them. So it's like starting a whole new blog, basically. So those who have been on tenterhooks waiting for a new post, here you go!!
Anyway... tomorrow is pancake day. Also know as Fat Tuesday. Or Mardi Gras. Or Shrove Tuesday. Or for those who do not know what this holiday is all about, it's What-are-all-these-people-doing Day. But in our house, we celebrate it as Pancake Day, that is, we eat a lot of pancakes. Traditionally, in the United Kingdom (where I learned about it in the first place), and presumably in other places as well, Pancake Day was an opportunity to use up the eggs, milk, fat, and other non-Lenten foods in the house before Ash Wednesday. For most people I know, it has survived only as a day to eat pancakes. Which is what we do. And in preparation, we have our house stocked with pancake mix, eggs, milk, butter, and syrup. And for some reason, my DH likes peanut butter with his pancakes, so we have that as well.
So we have a chance for a record-high temperature here in Lubbock tomorrow. It's hard to believe that we're in February. I am thankful for the warm winter we are having, being as I have long hated winter, but even I have begun praying for cold weather along with some moisture (in the form of rain, snow, sleet, ice; since I don't drive, I'm not particular). Reason: let's kill off some of those mosquitos, gnats, biting flies, etc. that will plague us this summer if not discouraged by a good freeze. And since I no longer have to spend 4 hours a day standing in a drive-through window, I am totally willing for the outdoors to be frozen. (Although those of you in the drive-throughs have my sympathy.)
We are now only two months away from an entire car-free year. I feel like I should have learned something profound from this time without a car, but all I can say is: not so much. Honestly, it horrifies our friends that we live without a car much, much more than it bothers us. To be fair, some of those friends are frequently called upon to ferry us to church/work and back again, but then I do bake cookies for our transporting friends. Anyway, what depresses me most about being car-free is that I should have lost much more weight than I have over the course of the last year. All that walking and cycling and nothing to show for it. Grrrr.
Okay, so that was my "I'm back!" blog. Stay tuned and maybe I'll have something more to say later.
Anyway... tomorrow is pancake day. Also know as Fat Tuesday. Or Mardi Gras. Or Shrove Tuesday. Or for those who do not know what this holiday is all about, it's What-are-all-these-people-doing Day. But in our house, we celebrate it as Pancake Day, that is, we eat a lot of pancakes. Traditionally, in the United Kingdom (where I learned about it in the first place), and presumably in other places as well, Pancake Day was an opportunity to use up the eggs, milk, fat, and other non-Lenten foods in the house before Ash Wednesday. For most people I know, it has survived only as a day to eat pancakes. Which is what we do. And in preparation, we have our house stocked with pancake mix, eggs, milk, butter, and syrup. And for some reason, my DH likes peanut butter with his pancakes, so we have that as well.
So we have a chance for a record-high temperature here in Lubbock tomorrow. It's hard to believe that we're in February. I am thankful for the warm winter we are having, being as I have long hated winter, but even I have begun praying for cold weather along with some moisture (in the form of rain, snow, sleet, ice; since I don't drive, I'm not particular). Reason: let's kill off some of those mosquitos, gnats, biting flies, etc. that will plague us this summer if not discouraged by a good freeze. And since I no longer have to spend 4 hours a day standing in a drive-through window, I am totally willing for the outdoors to be frozen. (Although those of you in the drive-throughs have my sympathy.)
We are now only two months away from an entire car-free year. I feel like I should have learned something profound from this time without a car, but all I can say is: not so much. Honestly, it horrifies our friends that we live without a car much, much more than it bothers us. To be fair, some of those friends are frequently called upon to ferry us to church/work and back again, but then I do bake cookies for our transporting friends. Anyway, what depresses me most about being car-free is that I should have lost much more weight than I have over the course of the last year. All that walking and cycling and nothing to show for it. Grrrr.
Okay, so that was my "I'm back!" blog. Stay tuned and maybe I'll have something more to say later.
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