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Jul 27 2012

Did you know this blog is wicked?

If ever I feel like maybe I don’t have anything interesting to say, and that no one likes me, all I have to do is open up my comments spam and let the loving words of the spambots reassure me that yes, I am awesome and helpful. I do get the normal just walls of text advertising male enhancements or fake passports, but mixed in with all of them are marvelous complimentary spams such as:

“Hey sweetie from a young womanfan contunue the wicked blog”
“salutations from across the world. excellent blog I must return for more.” (Yes. YOU MUST.)
“I adored your helpful words. excellent stuff. I hope you produce more. I will carry on watching” (Knowing this is a spam bot, the ‘I will carry on watching’ line is a little scary. Will this spambot evolve into an all-seeing AI, as featured in the craptastic movie “Eagle Eye”?)
“Very interesting info!Perfect just what I was searching for!”

Tonight, I’m solo parenting The Boy, because The Man is out watching “The Dark Knight Rises”. Solo parenting at night is easy, because The Boy has started wanting to go to bed at 8 PM, and he generally sleeps until between 3:30 AM and 5:00 AM. That’s when it gets tricky, because sometimes he doesn’t want to go back to sleep. It’s hard to communicate “This is not play time, this is sleep time!” to a 5 1/2 month old. He doesn’t care that it’s 4:45 AM, a truly ungodly hour that I would prefer not to meet in a concious state.

My dad was just up for a visit, and he stayed here for a few nights, which he’s never done before. The Boy took to him really well, and vice versa. They are buddies.

I really should try to sleep. I’m not looking forward to tomorrow. We have to be three places, and they are not places that are close to each other. I hope The Boy is up for this, because if he’s not, it’s really going to suck.

(On a side note, I made these brownies tonight. They are currently setting up in the fridge. I really hope they live up to the hype. I mean, if you call something “Crack Brownies”, they better be amazing).

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Nov 19 2010

Until later…

Published by under The Fam

“But I do not want you to be ignorant, brethren, concerning those who have fallen asleep, lest you sorrow as others who have no hope. For if we believe that Jesus died and rose again, even so God will bring with Him those who sleep in Jesus.” 1 Thessalonians 4:13-14

Not dead, but this morning started on his second, eternal life. We’ll miss you until we see you again, Grandpa.

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Nov 13 2010

Broken Promises.

Published by under The Fam,The Man

We were in Bronner’s, looking at Nativity sets. I found a set of figures that I wanted, that were reasonably priced, but all of the stables seemed to be more expensive than I thought they should be. I was hemming and hawing, trying to decide if I wanted to spend the money.

The Man: You know, if you take a picture of one of these, we could probably build it.

Me: Really?

The Man: Yeah, it doesn’t look too hard. A piece of particle board for the base, another piece for the backdrop…

Me: You’d have to draw it out, you know.

The Man: That’s what the picture’s for!

Me: You’d still have to draw it on the wood before you cut it out!

The Man: (thoughtfully) Dad could probably do it for you easily…maybe you’d even get it faster than I got my thing, which hasn’t shown up yet.

Me: What’s your Dad supposed to be building for you?

The Man: A house for my Batman.

We decided just to buy one.

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Oct 10 2010

Fred and Jonnie

Published by under The Fam

Me: How did you meet Grandpa?

Grandma: Oh, in Big Rapids. I lived there, you know, and he was going to Ferris. Well, I worked in Big Rapids and I would eat lunch every day with a friend at this place called Johnny Rockets – it was a place that was popular with the college kids. Anyway, he came in with a friend, and we kind of got to talking. They had a canoe, and they used to go out into the lily pads where the bullfrogs were sitting. And they’d take their paddles and whack the bullfrogs on the head! (laughs) And they’d bring the frogs back to their boarding house and their landlady would cook them frog legs. Anyway, they asked me and my friend if we’d like to go out in the canoe sometime. And we said, “Yeah, that sounds OK, we’d like a canoe ride”. Well, then the next time we saw them, they said “Oh well, you know, we broke a paddle” and we said, “Oh, that’s just a big story”. In the meantime, my friend and I moved to Lansing to work. You know, this is when the war was starting up, and all the work was in Lansing. So, I lived there, and I went to the pharmacy to mail in my income taxes, and there was a guy I knew who worked there. And he said that Fred was asking about me, and that he’d like to get to know me. He’d like to know where I lived. And I said, “Well, I don’t believe that!” But he did come around, and we went out, and things just took off.

Me: Did he finish college before he went to the war, or -

Grandma: No, he finished college first. He got a – a what do you call it?

Me: A deferment?

Grandma: Yeah, a deferment. He finished his college and then he went into the Army, and they put him right in with the fighters! I mean, here he is, college educated, a pharmacist, medical background, but they didn’t need that, they needed people on the front lines. But, he didn’t spend much time in the service. He was wounded, you know. D-Day plus 16, he was in…(she tries to remember the name of the French town), anyway, he was wounded. He was shot through the neck, and then he was in the hospital. And the Germans kept sending over those bombs, you know, the buzz bombs.

Me: Was he in the hospital in France, or in London?

Grandma: London.

Me: Wartime London is no place to be. I can’t believe the hospital wasn’t bombed.

Grandma: Well, he was in the hospital for, I think, six months. The bullet went in here (she indicates the side of her neck) and then out the other side. They said it was so close to severing a major…(she laughs a little) but it worked out. He came home on the hospital ship.

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May 26 2010

Manners to melt the heart.

Published by under Snippets,The Fam

We were over at The Man’s dad’s house, and so were most – if not all – of his siblings and their children. Anyway, I was in the kitchen with a couple of The Man’s sisters. The kitchen has a doorway that leads down several steps to the back rooms of the house – the family room where the kids like to play and the scrapbooking room where they are absolutely not allowed. So, I’m in the kitchen, and Mimi – who is two – is making her way backwards down these several steps. And I’m casually watching her, but not really, because she does this a million times a day. Only this time, she loses her balance. Right before she falls over backward, we lock eyes and I see a look on her face that clearly says “DANGER! ABORT! FAIL!” I try to catch her, but that’s a lost cause, so she kind of fall/stumbles down three carpeted steps and lands on her back, shocked. I go to her, and pick her up and check her over to make sure she isn’t actually hurt. Once I pick her up, she kind of brings herself up to speed and starts crying, mostly from shock. Her mom, Bellanna, comes out from the scrapbooking room and I tell her what happens. She takes Mimi and gives her a hug, and says, joking, “Did you thank Aunt Jas for coming to your rescue?” And Mimi, with her arms wrapped tight around Bellanna’s neck, looks at me and sobs out “Tha-a-a-nk yoooou…”

That was probably both the cutest and most pathetic “thank you” I’ve ever gotten in my life.

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