Dear any Ants within general vicinity of my home:
As touched as I am by the notion that you seek my home as a quiet, peaceful refuge in your lives when it is rare that I feel any peace or quiet, you, my friends, are on my last nerve and I must insist on giving you walking papers.
Shall I translate? You are no longer welcome in my home. If you continue to enter against my wishes, I may be forced to retaliate.
Cease and desist. I beg of you. Cease and desist.
Sincerely,
Disgruntled Landlord
Thursday, August 25, 2011
Wednesday, August 24, 2011
Recent Events and Unevents
Not much happening around these parts lately.
Kevin is experiencing the back to school crunch.
Ben and Ethan both met their teachers at orientation.
The earth shook a little bit and we didn't even notice as the East Coast tremor passed through Greene County.
Will has a cold. Bummer. Hopefully it won't settle in his ears. Please! Please!
I have been sucked in the throws of a Cub Scout leadership position and after two meetings in two weeks am questioning my sanity level at the time I uttered, "Okay I guess." Somehow found myself telling the group that sometimes at the Pack Meetings of the Cub Scouts I want to poke my eyes out from boredom. Oops. Sometimes things just spew out of my mouth.
Soccer practice. Soccer camp. Soccer practice. Soccer shin guards STILL too hard to get on. I must sit down and invent a better method to put shin guards on your child.
Just filling the days with activity and trying to keep the squabbles to a minimum.
Kevin is experiencing the back to school crunch.
Ben and Ethan both met their teachers at orientation.
The earth shook a little bit and we didn't even notice as the East Coast tremor passed through Greene County.
Will has a cold. Bummer. Hopefully it won't settle in his ears. Please! Please!
I have been sucked in the throws of a Cub Scout leadership position and after two meetings in two weeks am questioning my sanity level at the time I uttered, "Okay I guess." Somehow found myself telling the group that sometimes at the Pack Meetings of the Cub Scouts I want to poke my eyes out from boredom. Oops. Sometimes things just spew out of my mouth.
Soccer practice. Soccer camp. Soccer practice. Soccer shin guards STILL too hard to get on. I must sit down and invent a better method to put shin guards on your child.
Just filling the days with activity and trying to keep the squabbles to a minimum.
Wednesday, August 17, 2011
They Found Her....
days later still trying to post pictures on her blog.
Clicked with the cell phone, e-mailed to myself, opened and saved incorrectly as e-mail, sent to Junk e-mail, opened and saved FINALLY as J-Peg. So are the days of the lives of these pictures snapped at one of our favorite places in Columbus, Ohio.
It is a lovely garden complete with children's area, water tower, tree house, hiking paths, herb garden, waterfalls....I mean the list goes on and on.
If I win the lottery or somehow fall into a boat load of money, my plans include buying some land and developing an area such as this for my town. Other ideas also include numerous playgrounds, bike trail and many many acres of public recreation areas.
Oh yeah, and maybe I'll buy some really expensive groovy shoes and chocolate.
Clicked with the cell phone, e-mailed to myself, opened and saved incorrectly as e-mail, sent to Junk e-mail, opened and saved FINALLY as J-Peg. So are the days of the lives of these pictures snapped at one of our favorite places in Columbus, Ohio.
It is a lovely garden complete with children's area, water tower, tree house, hiking paths, herb garden, waterfalls....I mean the list goes on and on.
If I win the lottery or somehow fall into a boat load of money, my plans include buying some land and developing an area such as this for my town. Other ideas also include numerous playgrounds, bike trail and many many acres of public recreation areas.
Oh yeah, and maybe I'll buy some really expensive groovy shoes and chocolate.
Wednesday, August 3, 2011
Goodbye Dear Friend
I remember meeting you at the library and then discovering that you lived just down the street. As I was walking down the road one day I saw you sitting in your front yard picking clover one at a time out of the grass. "Wow." I thought. "She must be a pretty patient and determined person." As the years went by and our friendship grew I learned that this was indeed a fitting description.
Your friendship came along at a time when I was a lonely stay-at-home mom who yearned for the company of those in similar circumstances.
You were an example of the kind of mother I hope to be.
Calm, quiet and loving.
Thank you for sharing your family and friends with me.
Nancy I will never forget you.
Monday, August 1, 2011
Almost Heaven
Growing up I spent the summers at Camp Carmel, a baptist church camp located in the Laurel Mountains of Southwestern Pennsylvania. It is still one of my favorite places on earth. This past Saturday my dearest camp friend, myself and 3 of our collective 5 boys travelled the sometimes treacherous "camp road" to see the sites of our summer home away from home.
It was easy to be nostalgic for those days of leisure, volleyball tournaments, singing around a campfire, tubing down the river, and swimming at the falls. Denise and I did our fair share of reminiscing about running back to camp from Eddie's Well in the hopes to get the bath house before we peed our pants and once at campfire she ran over to me and asked, "Who's this boy holding my hand?" Denise always had the dates for campfire.
Ethan even tried his hand at planking.
And I tried mine at "S" -ing. I really think it is going to catch on.
Without my years at camp, I would never have learned all the words to "I am my own Grandpa" or memorized our numerous penned verses to the classic "The Diarrhea Song". I also would never have felt the incredible sense of belonging to a group, met the lifelong friends whom I treasure and felt the presence of God in the silence of the stars at night.
Man I'm deep.
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