The Name Game

Jenni had this posted on her website; she says it has been around for a while, but I've never seen it.... Feel free to post your own edition, and let me know if you do.

Rock Star Name: (1st Pet’s name & current car) ~ Aslan Avalon
Fly Guy/Girl Name: (1st initial + first 3 letters of your last name) ~ A-Hud
Detective Name: (Fave color & fave animal) ~ Yellow Rabbit
Soap Opera Name: (Middle name & city/town born in) ~ Lindsay Noumea
Star Wars Name: (First 3 letters of last name + first 2 of first name) ~ Hudad
Superhero: (”The” & second fave color & fave drink) ~ The Blue Gimlet
Nascar Name: (1st names of grandfathers’) ~ Ivor Harold (ugh!)
Stripper Name: (Fave scent/perfume/cologne & fave candy) ~ Obsession Kisses
Witness Protection Name: (Mom & Dad’s middle name) ~ May Donald
Weather Anchor Name: (5th grade teacher’s last name & a city which starts with the same letter) ~ Johnson Jasper
Spy/Bond Name: (fave season/holiday & fave flower) ~ Spring Lavender
Cartoon Name: (fave fruit & article of present clothing + “ie” or “y”) ~ Raspberry Jeanie
Hippy Name: (What you ate for breakfast & fave tree) ~ Granola Maple

I love my rock star name.... who would have guessed???!!! Although the superhero name is oh so cool too.

Summer is here!

My kids have been counting the days and hours for school to finish, and they are THRILLED that summer vacation is finally here! Here's one of my favorite poems about summer, by Anne Morrow Lindbergh. Hope you like it!

I'm Mama Bear!

So the other day at work I went into the lunch/break room to make myself an afternoon cup of tea, and there in the sink, was MY coffee cup, the one that went missing off my desk about 2 weeks ago. I know it’s mine; no-one else here in the office has a mug celebrating 115 years of Whitwell First Baptist Church. And someone had obviously been using it because it was dirty and coffee-stained. Eeeeewwww!

So I washed my mug (several times), rinsed it out with bleach water, and took it back to my office where I will look for a safe hiding place for it…. I’m feeling a wee bit like one of the three bears… sniff…. Mama Bear, perhaps!

Psalm 36:5-7a The Message

I'm loving this verse today...

Do you think they would notice the butterflies???

Mornings in our house need to run like clockwork. That’s just the way it has to be. So we have honed things to a precise routine that involves having breakfast, packing lunches, and heading out the door. Things that break the routine are, well, horrible….

So this morning James comes bopping down the stairs, holding just the pant legs from a grey pair of cargo pants/shorts. These are the type of pants where the legs can unzip to make shorts… And he asks me "...are these pants khaki?" Sensing impending doom, I say "No. Why are you asking?" What I really want to say, but don’t, is “…Um, hello! They’re NOT EVEN PANTS! They’re just the legs!!!!” But I know what he is about to say and I can feel my stress level rising.... This is not going to be good. "Well,” he continues, “Today is choir sharing and I need to wear khaki pants to school". The monkey wrench has been thrown into my morning routine. I know for a fact James doesn’t own a single pair of khaki pants, and I’m mentally churning through Rachel’s wardrobe, desperately hoping she might have a pair he can wear.

Now it would have been nice if James would have mentioned this requirement for khaki pants earlier, say, like this weekend, or even yesterday when we were buying him sneakers and socks, but he waited until this morning – ten minutes before we need to leave the house to announce this need. AAAAARRRRRRGGGGGGHHHHHH!

So up we traipse to Rachel’s closet (yes, I’m that desperate) but the only pair of khaki pants she has is 1) too big for him and 2) decorated with embroidered flowers and butterflies…. I hold them up, thinking, maybe.... perhaps.... would his shirt cover the butterflies... But even I know that is not going to work. Rats.

Sigh… So, we drive to school, drop Rachel off, James and I drive back to Wally World, and buy him a pair of khaki pants and a white polo shirt, and I drive him back to school. Late, but in khakis, sans butterflies. He has no idea how lucky he was that Wal-Mart had ONE pair of khaki pants in his size.

Is it just my kid, or is this a common thing with boys?

A walk in the fields...

James and I took a walk in the fields the other day.

The sky was blue, the grass in the fields was ruffling in the breeze, and the trees are lush with new leaves.

I actually think that is poison ivy... but it looks pretty on the tree!

these flowers are so graceful...

the field in front of our house...

wild daisies!

James running ahead on the path...