Monday, November 24, 2008

Signing off for Thanksgiving


Here's some pics to hold you over the next few days as I take a break from blogging and take the Relaxi Taxi to the Thanksgiving Gravy Train.

Oh so tasty Fridge

My mom gave me the basting brush from the drawer and with rather proud eyes watched me as I went over to our refrigerator and began painting away. Then I went and got my new (used) gallon ice cream bucket to use as a paint can.

But actually I was celebrating upcoming turkey day by basting the fridge.

Good eating.

Sunday, November 23, 2008

As the Rooster Crows

video
It ain't rural, but we have a rooster.
Mom took this video as she left for work at 6:30 am (she works for the North Shore branch of the C.I.A.).

Tuesday, November 18, 2008

Today

Today I said my sixth word:

Supercalifragil-

isticexpialido-

cious


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4b-Z0SSyUcw

Sorting things

You may have some things in your life that need to be sorted out at the moment.
Go at it. Go at it. video

Monday, November 17, 2008

story hour

The emails went like this:

Mom's friend to Mom:
"So we go to story hour at the library once in a while. They have a group of one year olds and last week we went. It usually consists of moms and tots sitting in a circle, singing songs, and listening to stories. In my head I pictured all the kids running around, and not paying attention. Apparently that is the case for only my child. Seriously ALL the other kids are sitting quietly and Asher is throwing his sippy cup at the other moms and running around pulling books off of the shelf. I was the only one there with a wild child. I feel like you would understand this."

Mom to Mom's friend:
"Thanks for the laughter. When I applied for our library card this summer I was told about the story hour they have and I laughed out loud. Until now I thought that no children could handle a gathering like this. Apparently I am wrong! Saturday night we had some friends over and Simeon threw huge handfuls of chicken Alfredo onto our guest's shirt. There was nothing to do but apologize and start cleaning up...."

Thursday, November 13, 2008

New words, old memories


I've now learned the word "ball" and with this amazing developmental milestone, I'd like to take a moment to remember when I was just a wee little thing. This picture was taken when I was rather hairless and less than a month old (you can tell from my mother's protruding belly). Now I'm a bulky 80 pounder with a goatee.

Monday, November 10, 2008

Ruth Sager, one of my fabulous great-grandmothers

We received a letter from my great grandmother Ruth Sager today:

Dear Abby & Steve,
It was Saturday morning when word arrived that Indians were now in Jennerstown and headed our way. Knowing that they would be here in 30 minutes and that a runner was now on the way spreading the word in a 30-mile circle to alert other people, we knew that we had to prepare for the worst, which was that the Indians would burn down the house and we had to flee to the west.

We decided that we would have a sale of some of our possessions to at least get some money for our survival, so we sent out invitations to all the neighbors to come to our house immediately for the sale. I went to the cellar to find items for the sale, but all I could find was a bag of things I had intended to give to the Salvation Army.

Returning from the cellar, I flew up the stairs just as I heard the door open and a neighbor came in. They were the only ones to come to our sale: a man that looked like a younger version of Mr. Shaffer (our neighbor at the farm), his rather plump wife, and a 4-5 year old son.

Immediately Glenn gathered us around the table and passed little slips of paper out to the people. "Tickets" he called them and set the box of sale items on the table. Then he excused himself to go to the bathroom and I stewed because of the waste of time because I could already hear the Indian’s whooping it up in the distance. The little boy was also going around the room, getting into everything and adding to my worries.

When Glenn returned, he took each item from the box and the man wrote an amount on a slip of paper indicating that he would buy everything offered. Among them were a spanglely red silk dress that looked like a perfect fit for the wife, a black candle holder and candle, a box of dirt in which potatoes already sprouted were buried, a brown cotton housecoat, and a lot of little knick knacks. The only thing rejected was an old toy truck that they little boy rejected.

With the sale almost completed, I felt that I should offer some kind of treat to the family, but had no sweets on hand. As it was already almost lunch time, I thought of some wieners in the refrigerator and some bread that could be wrapped around them. And then I woke up.

Love,

Grandma

Saturday, November 8, 2008

The Doc


So the Doc said on Monday that I need to up my word count.
Ever done a word count on a Microsoft Word Document? Mine would of been 1.

So I've upped my count to four:

I now can say Hi (over and over and over again), Oh, No, and Wow.
My fifth and most commonly used word is "dee" which can stand for all nouns, pro-nouns, adverbs, adjectives, conjunctions, superlatives, and prepositions.

Mom and Pops at first wondered why I only am saying exclamation words until the realized that that is all they say to me. For instance, a typical sentence out of either parent's mouth may be: "Wow! Hi Simeon! Ooo la-la! Your poop smells! Oh! Oi Vey! No! Wait! Hold on! Stop! Climb down! Watch out! Danger! Careful!!!

Here's some recent pics:

Tuesday, November 4, 2008

Ah, the democratic process

Did you see the riots that broke out today during the voting? murders? bombings? You haven't heard about them because they didn't happen. Praise God that we are not going to bed tonight nervous that our houses will be attacked because of who we voted for, or even because we dared to vote at all. Praise God that our nation has a relatively safe election process.

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Have any good questions on your ballot?
They let me vote since I'll be a candidate for next term.

We had some good ones here in Massachusetts:
1. Yes or No to lowering the consequences for offenders with a relatively small amount of marijuana in their possession.
2. Yes or No to betting on dog races.
3. Yes or No to income taxes.
4. Yes or No to allowing five-year-olds run for the next presidency.

Did you have any good ones?

Monday, November 3, 2008

Grandma's Attic


You may be aware of the fact that mom works full time for an eBay business. She was working for a larger one, but lately she has been in charge of a smaller off-shoot of the larger one. One thing is for sure, there's a lot of stuff out there. Here's a chance to browse some old stuff. Here's a link to Mom's eBay store (just click on this).

Saturday, November 1, 2008

In the Bowels


Remember the tan couch from the King? We were moving it into the foyer (I am ripped, by the way) and what we thought could have been a mouse nest was actually two Pro wrestlers!
I do not know who they are, perhaps you do.

RAVEN, TRIPPLE H, EDGE, THE ROCK, DIAMOND DALLAS PAGE, LEX LUTHER, HULK HOGAN (NWO) HULK HOGAN (HULKAMANIA) HARDCORE HOLLY, CHUCK PULOMBO, CHRIS JERICO, X PAC, BRETT HART, BUFF, X PAC, THE CRIPPLER, BILL GOLDBURG, D.VON DUDDLY, KURT ANGLE, THE ROAD DOG - JESSIE JAMES, BILLY GUN, GOLDDUST, RICK STEINER, KEN SHAMROCK, BRETT THE HITMAN HART, THE MACHO MAN RANDY SAVAGE, STING, HALL, X POC, CHRISTIAN, NASH, CONAN, MANKIND, KIDMAN, JEFF JERRIT, BILLY GUN, DOGG, SCOTT STEINER, THE GIANT - AKA.. BIG SHOW, CRASH HOLLY, JEFF HARDY, CACTUS JACK, RIKISHI, RATH, BILLY GUNN, WILLIAM REGAL

Oh the evils of being a one year old.



They put a lock on the outside of the bathroom door.

What timing!


Toliet paper now out of reach, my foiled plans spurred an evening of crying.
My mischief took on a new face.


Note of random interest: Apparently the night before the dreaded Halloween is not "Mischief Night" in all fifty states as I assumed! I have confirmation now that it is not Mischief night in Massachusetts or Michigan. Since there are quite a few states represented in the followers of this blog, please feel free to leave a comment below letting us know if your state has what is called "Mischief Night" the night before Halloween. Anyone can leave a comment, just select "Name" and it will allow you to type your name.

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