Wednesday, July 30, 2008

Memories

Ok... I'm copying this from a friend's blog (because she said so!)

1. Leave one memory that you and I had together, as a comment on my blog. It doesn't matter if you knew me a little or a lot, anything you remember! (If you don't know which one to pick, what was your first memory/impression of me, then?)

2. Next, re-post these instructions on your blog and see how many people leave a memory about you. It's actually pretty funny to see the responses. If you leave a memory about me, I'll assume you're playing the game and I'll come to your blog and leave one about you. If you don't want to play on your blog, or if you don't have a blog, I'll leave my memory of you in my comments.

Sunday, July 20, 2008

An Engineer's Guide to Cats

Being the computer geek that I am... and the fact that we have 2 cats.... I just HAD to post this video.

Thanks honey, for the link....


Saturday, July 19, 2008

Changing things around

I just wanted to let you know that you're not going crazy. I have been fidgeting with the layout and some colors of this page. I get restless and have to tweak. I have always hated how much wasted space there was on the edges of the blog. I'm just glad that blogger/google lets us tweak to our hearts content.

My plan was to make this page viewable by the lowest resolution display that visits here. That was 1024 x 768. If you have this resolution and have a hard time seeing everything (you have to scroll left to right) please let me know. Thanks!!

Tuesday, July 15, 2008

No Regrets!!!

After reading another blog I got to thinking about regrets. I had to share this experience with you all....

Looking back on my life, I have a LOT of regrets from when I was a teenager. Before I met my husband I decided that I was tired of regrets. They can be very haunting images and feelings. One day I got brave and took a trip by myself to a tennis match I had been dying to see (well... it was a goof around and be silly match). (At the time I was really into tennis and I had a huge crush on both these guys).



I live daily with lots of anxiety so this was a HUGE step for me. I booked my flight, booked my rental car, bought the event ticket... all for ONE. I had a BLAST!!! Spent a ton of $ for not much but in reality it was a HUGE event (for me). This was the first time I had ever done something that I wanted to do without having anyone else there as a crutch.

I can't always afford to do what I really want but I try my best to "live without regrets". Now, if I'm offered an opportunity (no matter how it comes into my life) I ask myself "will I regret this if I do?? Will I regret this if I don't?"

I'm trying to live my life where I get to make the decisions... not my anxiety. There are times when anxiety wins out. It's a choice I make to not be medicated and I have to be willing to accept that there will be times when it wins out over my true desires.

LIVE WITHOUT REGRET!!!!

Monday, July 14, 2008

K turns 2!!!

My little peanut (monkey, princess, goofball) turned 2 last month!!! I can't believe it. Time flies soooo fast. This year's birthday theme was "Blues clues goes Hawaiian". I made a Blues Clues cake and bought a bunch of Hawaiian stuff at the local dollar store. Everyone had a good time.

This is the cake I made:

Stage 1 - the cakes cut out into Blue (it took 2 cakes. First cake was the head and one ear - second cake was the other ear. Left over cake was used for Strawberry Shortcake - YUM)



Stage 2 - starting to put on the frosting



Stage 3 - Almost done.



Stage 4 - Done! I was pretty impressed with myself since I was using sandwich ziploc bags (one burst at the seams) and those screw on tips you find that are for the canned frosting - I need to find / buy a new pro cake decorating kit).



Here is our birthday girl. Decked out in her Hula skirt. In this shot she is trying to poke the grass into an air cleaner that is just out of frame. She spent the rest of the evening flipping the skirt up and saying "weeee" or holding it up in front of her face (she was "hiding") and saying "Peek-a-Boo!" every time she parted the bunch of grass.



She LOVED that skirt. It is now long gone. That grass does not like being squished and the more she moved (and flipped it all over the place) the more it fell out. Our house looked like a barn strewn with straw. Before the cows and sheep started moving in we had to remove the skirt. It was fun while it lasted.