Pyles of Clutter

I'm headless.

You know those days when distractions just keep popping up, where ever you go, whatever you are doing?  That was me yesterday.  Heaven's sakes!  I was a chicken, people.  A chicken.

It started off with Tessa's classroom.  *sidenote~ I was done! Done with elementary school!  And to have to go back to this.  The pain.  Oh my.  I just want to stay home, but I don't have a valid reason not to go in and help!  Argh.  And Tessa knows.  She's like, you can come to class.  You have no life.  Alright, she doesn't really say it that way, but essentially it's all the same.  I have no reason not to go.  Bummer. 

Ahem.  So I go to Tessa's class but since they are out early (argh), they aren't having regular class which means they aren't having their regular centers, which means I don't have really anything to do, and so I was given busy work to do with the kids.  ARGH!

After class, I went home and started on lunch, cleaning, etc.  I got going into a great groove, only to realize that I am now late to pick up Tess because I have forgotten that she comes home early today.  And tomorrow.  So off I go to pick her up and there is traffic!  Traffic!  We live in Moses Lake and it's 11:30 in the morning.  Where are all these cars coming from and do they not know that I have to be somewhere?! (rolling of eyes)

So finally lunch comes and goes, not too many kids today, about 11.  Locust come, locust go.  Megan is like, do you remember that you are coming with me to Ephrata to get my passport.  Ummm.  No.  I didn't remember.  So off to Ephrata we go, leaving locust mess because we had to be back in time to have parent teacher conference.  We go.  We pay.  We swear the truth.  We leave.  Why she can not do that by herself, I don't know.  But I had to be there to witness it all. 

We hurry back, make it in time to do a little washing up, then down to the parent teacher conference.  Tess, being the bright, rising star that she is, has a great report card and our conference is about 7 minutes long.  I know it's a bad attitude, but I wanted to just say, write me an email, we don't need to chat if she doesn't have any problems.  But that sounds super snotty, so I just keep showing up.  

We get home, more locust cleaning, changing of clothes (this can be quite a process for Tess) and then off to ballet class, which I'm informed is essential that she be on time to.  (It's working directors!  What ever you are telling her, she is remembering and giving me the biz about being on time.  Good work!)  We get there with 3 minutes to spare and she informs me that we are cutting it a little close.  Well! 

I go home.  I have a visitor coming that needs some help and I can give it to her.  We chat.  It takes forever.  It is now passed dinner time and I have not made dinner.  Luckily, Terry is feeling up to the challenge and he starts in on the dinner. 

After visitor leaves, I start thinking about the next day and how AJ's birthday is in four days, but he'll be home in something days, so do I really need to send him anything?  Guilty mother feeling wins out, and I decide that yes, I should send him SOMETHING.  Now to decide what that will be.  Pull my bedraggled body out to the car, drive to Walmart.  So tired.  Walk around, decide on this.  And that.  And money to go to dinner.  And that's it. 

I go home.  I crawl into my jammies.  I say goodnight to my farm.  I say goodnight to my cafe.  I crawl into bed.  Headless.

Hmmm.

Hmmmm.

I really don't have much to say today, but it is Monday morning, and I'm wishing for a little more time before I really have to hit the ground running, as they say.  It is a busy week, two weeks, three weeks for me, and then it is December.  And we all know what December is like.  Ugh.

Congratulations to all of the missionaries mom's this month, whose sons are coming home.  It is making me into a "trunky mama" for sure.  First Seth came home.  Then Ben.  Next Quinn.   And then Mike.   And then AJ.  I really can't believe that the time is here!  I think I have cried more this week then I did when he left.  Okay, not really but I have shed a few tears.  I'm just so very, very excited to have him home. 

I think my trunkiness has also been caused by the fact that I have had to get AJ registered for college, and get him someplace to live, and work on his financial aid.  Crazy.  When I told him what classes I had signed him up for, he didn't respond at all.  What do you think, a good thing, or bad?  I'm not sure either.

Terry was made a high councilman in church yesterday.  Can I say that I have mixed feelings about that?  I like having him home.  But he is excited about his new assignment.  Sundays are the only day that I really get to see Terry, unless for some unforeseen miracle, we don't have a bazillion things to do on a Saturday.  The week days are a wash with the long hours his job requires.  It is true that we are looking in some other directions there, and any and all prayers would be appreciated in that quarter. 

On the college front, things seem to be going okay.  Lilly needs to learn to relax and enjoy the ride, and Tyson need to learn to not relax quite so much.  Where's the happy medium guys?  Find it.  Enjoy it.

Scrapbook retreat, this week!!  I'm pretty excited!!  Wish I had everything put together!!  I did finish my last circle journal for this year, and have the idea for next year's circle journal and the stuff!  Just not the motivation yet.  Ugh.  But!  I do have my Chinese Gift Exchange gift all ready!!  Oh Tracy and Alyson, who are we picking on this year?!  I'm pretty excited!

Well, I guess I better get a move on.  Tessa's class awaits me and you know there is nothing better than working in a first grade class room. 

Hmmmm.

(Add title here)

As promised, my rain drenched self after walking....

And then after the locust have come and gone...

 

ROAD TRIP!!
 
 

I took a SUPER FAST road trip to Utah, put together by my Very Good Friend, Lori.  We went to Salt Lake City, visited with the kiddies, did some shopping, and then went to the show "Thriller".  I had never heard of this show, but it was really fun to see.  So great to see both Lilly and Tyson.  Oh how I miss these two...

Lilly went with me to the show and also shopping, of course...

 
At one of the stores we went to, they had this so awesome chandellier.  I would totally put it in my home, if it wouldn't take up the entire ceiling. 
 
 

Thanks Ladies! for a really fun, really fast road trip!  (We are missing three of us here.)

I got home just in time to go with Tessa to farm day!  Farm day is put on by the FFA out at the fairgrounds.  There are about 15 different stations, and all the first graders, from all the elementary schools in the city, rotate through them. It just so happens that Farm Day was on one of the most rainy days of the year.

Tessa and her partner loved EVERYTHING!

But the petting zoo was her favorite!  Animals are just her thing...

Moving on to Halloween, I'm so glad that at some point in my motherhood life, I had enough energy to sew some really cute costumes.  We pulled out the Ariel costume, and off we went.  Just for the record, I actually love the Halloween holiday.  I love the fun of costumes and fall, and harvest, and fun tricking, not nasty tricking.  But when it comes to the day of Halloween, I don't love it.  There is just so much to do on the day of, that it seems a day of rushing.  We had many other obligations, Megan was still swimming (more on that later) and the missionaries needed a place to be.  So first we went to the ward Trunk or Treat, and then over to the high school, then a few houses in the neighborhood, and then over to the Bruneel's party. 

Not a great picture, but here is our trunk for the Trunk or Treat.  Since Tessa was Ariel, Zoey had the great idea to go with an under the sea theme.  I had a bunch of diecut fish that we put on some curling ribbon and hooked them to the ceiling.  Elder Peck drew us a treasure chest, which was pretty cool, and looked great.  I made Zoey hand out candy, and then she could see how annoying it is to have teenagers come ask for candy when they aren't dressed up, and frankly, are just too old.  Just my opinion.

Happy Birthday, Elder Peck!

Until next time,

Love,

Me.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

Sheesh.

Argh.  So I made a pact with myself that I need to blog more regularly, but the problem is that I feel like I should be putting pictures with my posts.  And the problem with that is I generally download all my pictures on my laptop, which is in my bedroom, and do everything else on my computer in our "study" room.  No pictures on that computer.  So.  I'm on the study computer.  No pictures today.

Remember how I said the weather was mild and that our walks have been fairly pleasant.  No so much this morning.  It was raining, raining, raining this morning, and I got drenched.  Good news is that it was fairly mild in temperature, but unless it's 80^ outside, rain is still cold.  And I was cold this morning.  Picture to come.

Remember how lunch can be and is, utter chaos most of the time.  Well, today was one of those days.  With my rain soaked body trembling uncontrollably, I spent way too much time in the hot shower, and then too much time snuggling under a blanket on the couch, until I was LATE getting everything started.  Fridays are usually the day I do some kind of fancy cookie, and so I really should have got onto that sooner.  All I can say is thank goodness I had planned haystacks because that only takes a minute. 

*sidenote: Easton was so happy.  He loves haystacks.  Bryce is such a hoot!  He was analyzing people by how they make their haystacks; layer everything, or mix it all together?  The girls were busy giving the boys the lecture of why it is important to keep your assigned seats, and not to steal aforementioned seats.  And of course, we must all sign out before you go to the bathroom.  I love lunch conversations!  *back to the original story.

SO. I was a little rushed getting lunch together and so when the kids were eating, I was still finishing things up, cleaning the kitchen mess, putting stuff away, etc.  SO after they left, I just felt a little like, the locusts had come and gone.  It really just dazed me for a few minutes.  Somedays, it's just all I can do.  Today was one of those days.  Picture to come.

One of the best presents I've gotten is an under the counter DVD player for my kitchen.  I watch all kinds of movies on there.  Today, I watched BBC's Miss Marple, The Body In the Library.  This is not the first one in this series that I have watched.  I love these shows!  Yesterday, I watched "The Grapes of Wrath."  I may have to read that book, because I gotta believe there's something more to that then the movie depicted.  Some times, classic movie just equals boring, black and white movie.  Before that I watched the movie, "August Rush"  which is a fairly new movie.  Loved the music in it.  Oh, and before that, I watched a truly horrific version of The Chronicles of Narnia.  They were produced by BBC, and they were very simplistic.  But I also just felt like they were so boring, capturing none of the emotions of the books.  Don't rent them.  *shudder*   But before that, I rented two very delightful movies, "Penelope" and "Miss Potter".  I loved them both, and hope to find them to buy.  So very delightful! 

Hello, my name is Susan and I'm a Farmville addict.  This is for my addicted friends, Anita and Darla.  Did you see that you can grow flowers now?!!!  I'm so excited!  I planted a little patch of Daffodils this morning and I can hardly wait to see how they grow.  Fun times.  (Yes, I know.  I need a life.  I'm working on it.)

Yahoo!!  Megan made a district time last night at her swim meet!  It's been an uphill struggle but finally, finally at the last meet of the season, Megan got the time she needed to qualify for districts in swim.  It's been a long haul this year.  Every year, they up the time that you need to qualify; her freshman year she needed 7:29 in her 500 meter swim, and this year, she needed a 6:33.  Crazy!  But she did it!  Yahoo!

And that's it for me.

In the pictures...

Documenting a little of our life here:

So it was wicked cold here for about a week, and now the weather is back to mild, with bouts of rain.  So far, I only got soaked on my walk one day.  Nice.  I'm hoping for the mild weather for a couple more weeks.  Tessa and I in the morning, on our way to school.

Our lovely Megan went to Homecoming last week.  Oh people, she looked so beautiful.  It made me a little sad, to see her look so grown up.  But I was also very happy that she had such a fun date.  Yea for Megan!

Not that I don't LOVE doing it, but I'm almost done with another month of lunch!  Yahoo!  2 down, 7 to go...  The lunch crew:

When Terry, Zoey and Tessa were gone to Utah, Meg and I went out to lunch at Michael's Bistro.  Hmmm.  I'm going to have to go again, to get a good feel for it.  Not super impressed the first time.  Anyone else have an opinion?  Meg and I self portrait...

Drill team is going very well for Zoey!  The routines have been great and I think Zoey has been doing terrific!  The early start is still a little hard for her, but she is making it.  She hasn't been late yet.  Yea for Zoey, and yea for carpooling!  

Zoey's first performance....

33 days left.  But who's counting....

See you in the pictures...

Love,

me
 
 
 
 

Long awaited pictures.

Disclaimer:  Remember that I got these pictures with no explanations, no who is that, or what is going on or anything.  So just enjoy the pictures, wordless version.

Apparently, you can never leave Moses Lake behind!

Moses Lake boys...

Judging by the date, AJ is on his way to Panaca

A little goat clean up.

Ha!

 

It DOES snow in Nevada!  This is Panaca.

This is AJ and Elder Cruzate, but I don't know who the third boy is

Seriously?  A hammock?

 

This is a pair of pants, must be at 18 month mark.

 

Do I look fat in these pants?

The strip in the background

Wait!  He was a basketball player!

One of many...

 

Typical missionary's life.

 

Serving the Lord.  
 

   
  
  

Just some stuff.

I should be starting lunch right now, but I don't want to.  It's not urgent though.  On the menu for today, grilled cheese and tuna sandwiches (not together) and tomato soup.  Yesterday, I made White Chicken Chili (may I say Yum) and I was so proud of myself for being on top of things enough to soak my beans over night.  Yea me.  And because it was cold, cold, cold outside, it was eaten, every drop.  I like it when that happens.  This week, we are having all hot foods, just the way the schedule worked out.  I make up my menu a month in advance and it does NOT change.  It's the only way I can keep it all together.   Enough about lunch.

*sigh*  I'm tired today, and it is gloomy outside.  You know what that means.  Curled and cozy, reading a book.  That's what I'm struggling to combat today.  I have a list that is STILL a mile long, and some of the things are becoming down right imperative that I get done.  (Right Jane?  Who is still waiting for the last CJ!) (Yikes!)  I didn't get much done over the weekend, which is both annoying and exciting for me.  Annoying because it was a 3 1/2 day weekend (we got out early on Thursday) and only Meg and I were home, so I should have been able to really get moving on stuff.  But I didn't.  Which brings me to the excited part where I just toddled around the house, not really doing anything, until a wild hair grabbed me and I did something like totally change my bedroom, which requires lots of cleaning.  Or decide that I'm tired of hearing all the stuff that is rattling around the INSIDE of my couches, so I took off the bottom cover and cleaned all the stuff out.  I found toys, socks, candy wrappers, pens, pencils, popcorn, and even a secret admirer note.  Funny.  And now my couches don't rattle anymore when I move them to mop underneath.  So I was totally excited and satisfied with the stuff I DID do, but so annoyed that I didn't get more off my list.  Humph.

As mentioned before, Terry, Tessa, and Zoey went down to Utah to visit the kiddies.  They had a really great time, and came back TIRED.  Terry and Tess are combating colds, and I've been keeping Megan dosed with medicine to try and keep hers under control for three more weeks.  That's about when swim season ends.  Terry apparently saw a lot of sports events, choosing to go to Tyson's soccer game (snort) (we will not be talking about that and anyone that knows Tyson or has seen his facebook lately will know why we won't be talking about it.)  (Oh Tyson.  I love you.)  but also going to see quite a few of my cousin, Laura's, kids games.  He saw Robbie's football game, Lindsey's soccer game, and someone else's game too, but not sure which one of them it was.  Funny.  He just can't get rid of it.  Zoey and Tess had a really fun sleepover at Lilly's dorm, which may or may not have added to the mystic of college.  I'm not sure.  And then they had breakfast at the infamous Blue Plate Diner that was featured on Terry's favorite show, Diners, Drive In's and Dives.  Or the triple D show.  But Terry's favorite part of the trip was when he walked with Lilly around campus, bought some ice cream, and just talked about what was going on in her life.  I love that.  So sweet.  I'm glad they had a lot of fun, and I hope that Lilly isn't suffering for it. 

I got a million pictures from AJ on Saturday!!  You have no idea how exciting this is to me!  I haven't got pictures from him in over a year. He is a stinker.  Hopefully later today, I can put some up on here, so everyone can see them.  I love that boy.

Have I mentioned it's cold outside?  Yep.  It is.  We have turned on the heater, and I'm starting to look like the snowmen when I go out walking, I have so many layers on.  Two shirts, two pairs of pants, hat, gloves, jacket.  Brrr.

I realize that I'm jumping the gun lately, but I'm really getting into Christmas music.  It's just so soothing to my jangled nerves.  So between that, and listening to conference talks again, (yea for the internet!), I'm feeling much calmer these days.

And that's it for me.

For you Megan!

In honor of Megan and her 182 days left (or something like that), I have changed my blog banner to the city scape of Paris.  Yea for Megan!!

Little here, little there

I have no business blogging right now.  None at all!  My list of things to do rivals my Christmas wish list in length, and yet, here I sit. 

So here goes my story of the day.  Right now, as we speak (er, type), I am baking brownies for lunch.  The unfortunate thing is that they are smelling like they are burning.  But they are not.  The problem comes from the fact that my oven is dirty and there is stuff on the bottom that is burning.  Still.  I made Shepherd's Pie on Monday, but the dish I usually make it in was being used for something else so I made it in another dish that the sides are not very high.  Bummer.  It overflowed.  I foresee some oven cleaning in my not so distant future.

Story #2-- Pets.  We have had our fish tank now for two years.  Incredible, isn't it, that I would put up with it for that long?  But the truth of the matter is that I like living things around me, so I have a cat.  And fish.  And lots of house plants.  And I still want a bird but have conceded the fact that a dog has to come first.  Bummer.  Back to the fish.  So our fish were getting old, you know, grey beards and all that, and had started to die off on us.  Now, I'm a little suspicious of the dying because it happened when I was gone to Utah, and Terry said he couldn't find the dead bodies.  One night they just disappeared out of the fish tank.  I'm hoping they didn't commit suicide and jump out.  I'm also hoping that Sarafina, rotten cat, didn't somehow get up there and dig them out and eat them.  But really, where did they go?  I'm still wondering.  Terry has not been ruled out as a suspect.  At any rate, it was time to either let the others die or replenish the fish neighborhood.  I bought some fish.  I bought some new neon tetras (so colorful!) and some Mickey Mouse Mollies.  The MMM's are so cute!  Problem, one has died already!  Ugh!  Now I remember that I hate getting new fish.  Really.

Story #3--  I have come to the conclusion that no matter how much you exercise, you will always still hurt afterwards.  I have been walking now for over a year, and still when I get up, I walk like a grandma until I get myself all loosened up.  I'm so tired of it, but can see that unless I quit exercising (which if you read my post from yesterday, you will see is NOT a possiblity.  Stupid Twinkie.) I will always be all stiff when I stand up.  Bummer.

Story #4-- Terry, Zoey, and Tessa will be going down to Utah tomorrow!  They are going down to visit the kiddies, set up AJ's apartment contract and generally just visit.  Megan, poor thing, has swim practice and work, so she and I will be staying home.  I'm actually a little bit glad, because it takes so much out of me to drive down there, and also to have the emotional good bye.  And my month is packed.  And my next month is packed.  And the month after that!  I think you get the picture.  But I will miss getting to see Lilly, Tyson, Brad and Rob, Auntie Pam and crew, and well, everyone else.  The list could go on and on.  Seriously, we should just move there.  Humph.

Story #5-- Hopefully, it is true, but I think my blog stalker is gone and so I can happily say, ONLY 48 MORE DAYS UNTIL AJ COMES HOME!!!!!  You can not imagine how excited I am to have him home and know that never again (knock on wood) will our family be separate like that.  But I also have to say that I wouldn't have wanted him anywhere else for the last two years.  Hopefully, he's learned a thing or two about himself, about Christ, about service.  My heart is aching for these last days to go by quickly.

Story #6-- Sarafina, after a good scolding last night, let me sleep all the way until 5:00 a.m.  Thank goodness.  He is still in the dog, or cat, house though.  We'll see how tonight goes. 

And that is all for me.  Maybe.

Love,
me

I've got something else!

I know, I know, crazy.  Me posting twice in one day, but it seems I have more to say.  Go figure.

Did I happen to mention that I'm making lunch for the freshman kids again?  Well, in case I didn't, I am.  It is Zoey's freshman year, and I make lunch for my freshman and her friends during the school year.  Funny thing is (and this is really an irritant to Zoey), I'm also making lunch for a bunch of Megan's friends, who know the joy of lunch at the Pyles.  That brings our total to somewhere between 12-17 kids everyday for lunch. 

Today, I thought I would be ambitious and make some caramel for dipping apples into.  I started it out, using Miss Jane's recipe, and then went on to other things for lunch, because, you know, it cooks FOREVER....  Well, I had made my cookies, then made the wraps we were having for lunch, then went back to check on the caramel.  STILL not done.  Cleared off the table, put out the food, drinks, plates and such, went back to check on caramel.  STILL not done.  Cleaned up the lunch making mess, swept floors, changed laundry around (stinkin' cat last night!), checked caramel.  NOT DONE.  At this point, I pretty much gave up on caramel for lunch, since the kids would be there in five minutes, and it wasn't getting done, so I put the apples away.  There's always tomorrow.

And now the real point of my story.   

SOMEONE STOP ME BEFORE I EAT ALL THAT CARAMEL!!!

Holy smokes, I could just eat it by the spoonfuls until it was all gone.  I LOVE home made caramel in any form!!  I pretty much licked the pan clean, without any remorse. 

At least not today. 

I'm sure that will come tomorrow when I get on the scale and it does not say a good number for me.  Someone save me from myself.  I mean, truly, I've got some kind of weirdness going on because yesterday, and I'm thoroughly ashamed of myself for this, I ate.....  a TWINKIE!!  A TWINKIE!!  Could it get anymore disgusting!?!?  They aren't even any good!  Generally for the last year, I have abstained from any kind of processed sugar, such as candy, doughnuts, baked good.... twinkies. 

Oh my heavens above. 

What is wrong with me!?

Seriously, if I'm going to waste calories, I would HOPE that I would waste them on something worth having like, say, homemade oreos.  But no.  I ate a twinkie. 

Gross.