Wednesday, January 21, 2009

On the 365 bandwagon



I'm on the wagon and looking forward to this new project. I'm somewhat intimidated because photography is not my passion or hobby, therefore my pictures are never great. Still it's a neat way to remember the small things in life that might not seem important now but probably will later. So for the first photo I thought I would capture something that means a lot to me even if it might not look like a big deal. This is my desk. My own personal space that belongs to only me! Maybe it's selfish I don't know but when you live in a small space and have to share every inch of it with 4 other people you learn to appreciate anything that is your and yours alone. Shane has always had his own desk, and at times I have had mine but it's never been as important to me as it is now. Finally we have the space for me to keep up my sewing machine and supplies which have enabled me to sew all the little projects I have wanted to do but didn't when I had to unload the machine and thread it and all the hassle of it. Now I keep it threaded and plugged in and all I have to do it turn it one and have at it. I sewed the cover on the machine, the quilt on the chair, and the purse hanging on it. The sewing cabinet used to be a green spice rack with an A lined roof which I took off and painted. I replaced the wire door screen with the material as well. I would never have done many of these projects without having my space. Therefore it deserves the honor of the first photo!

Tuesday, January 20, 2009

Oh Beautiful...

A merica, in the face of our common dangers, in this winter of our hardship, let us remember these timeless words. With hope and virtue, let us brave once more the icy currents, and endure what storms may come. Let it be said by our children's children that when we were tested we refused to let this journey end, that we did not turn back nor did we falter; and with eyes fixed on the horizon and God's grace upon us, we carried forth that great gift of freedom and delivered it safely to future generations. President Obama

I can't describe my emotions regarding this speech and of today. I am so thankful and feel so hopeful and blessed. The tears I shed now are of happiness. I know I will never forget this day or moment. Below is the transcript of his speech and the quote above is the part that moved me the most. (Taken from Yahoo News)


OBAMA: My fellow citizens:
I stand here today humbled by the task before us, grateful for the trust you have bestowed, mindful of the sacrifices borne by our ancestors. I thank President Bush for his service to our nation, as well as the generosity and cooperation he has shown throughout this transition.
Forty-four Americans have now taken the presidential oath. The words have been spoken during rising tides of prosperity and the still waters of peace. Yet, every so often the oath is taken amidst gathering clouds and raging storms. At these moments, America has carried on not simply because of the skill or vision of those in high office, but because we the people have remained faithful to the ideals of our forebears, and true to our founding documents.
So it has been. So it must be with this generation of Americans.
That we are in the midst of crisis is now well understood. Our nation is at war, against a far-reaching network of violence and hatred. Our economy is badly weakened, a consequence of greed and irresponsibility on the part of some, but also our collective failure to make hard choices and prepare the nation for a new age. Homes have been lost; jobs shed; businesses shuttered. Our health care is too costly; our schools fail too many; and each day brings further evidence that the ways we use energy strengthen our adversaries and threaten our planet.
These are the indicators of crisis, subject to data and statistics. Less measurable but no less profound is a sapping of confidence across our land — a nagging fear that America's decline is inevitable, and that the next generation must lower its sights.
Today I say to you that the challenges we face are real. They are serious and they are many. They will not be met easily or in a short span of time. But know this, America — they will be met.
On this day, we gather because we have chosen hope over fear, unity of purpose over conflict and discord.
On this day, we come to proclaim an end to the petty grievances and false promises, the recriminations and worn out dogmas, that for far too long have strangled our politics.
We remain a young nation, but in the words of scripture, the time has come to set aside childish things. The time has come to reaffirm our enduring spirit; to choose our better history; to carry forward that precious gift, that noble idea, passed on from generation to generation: the God-given promise that all are equal, all are free and all deserve a chance to pursue their full measure of happiness.
In reaffirming the greatness of our nation, we understand that greatness is never a given. It must be earned. Our journey has never been one of shortcuts or settling for less. It has not been the path for the faint-hearted — for those who prefer leisure over work, or seek only the pleasures of riches and fame. Rather, it has been the risk-takers, the doers, the makers of things — some celebrated but more often men and women obscure in their labor, who have carried us up the long, rugged path towards prosperity and freedom.
For us, they packed up their few worldly possessions and traveled across oceans in search of a new life.
For us, they toiled in sweatshops and settled the West; endured the lash of the whip and plowed the hard earth.
For us, they fought and died, in places like Concord and Gettysburg; Normandy and Khe Sahn.
Time and again these men and women struggled and sacrificed and worked till their hands were raw so that we might live a better life. They saw America as bigger than the sum of our individual ambitions; greater than all the differences of birth or wealth or faction.
This is the journey we continue today. We remain the most prosperous, powerful nation on Earth. Our workers are no less productive than when this crisis began. Our minds are no less inventive, our goods and services no less needed than they were last week or last month or last year. Our capacity remains undiminished. But our time of standing pat, of protecting narrow interests and putting off unpleasant decisions — that time has surely passed. Starting today, we must pick ourselves up, dust ourselves off, and begin again the work of remaking America.
For everywhere we look, there is work to be done. The state of the economy calls for action, bold and swift, and we will act — not only to create new jobs, but to lay a new foundation for growth. We will build the roads and bridges, the electric grids and digital lines that feed our commerce and bind us together. We will restore science to its rightful place, and wield technology's wonders to raise health care's quality and lower its cost. We will harness the sun and the winds and the soil to fuel our cars and run our factories. And we will transform our schools and colleges and universities to meet the demands of a new age. All this we can do. And all this we will do.
Now, there are some who question the scale of our ambitions — who suggest that our system cannot tolerate too many big plans. Their memories are short. For they have forgotten what this country has already done; what free men and women can achieve when imagination is joined to common purpose, and necessity to courage.
What the cynics fail to understand is that the ground has shifted beneath them — that the stale political arguments that have consumed us for so long no longer apply. The question we ask today is not whether our government is too big or too small, but whether it works — whether it helps families find jobs at a decent wage, care they can afford, a retirement that is dignified. Where the answer is yes, we intend to move forward. Where the answer is no, programs will end. And those of us who manage the public's dollars will be held to account — to spend wisely, reform bad habits, and do our business in the light of day — because only then can we restore the vital trust between a people and their government.
Nor is the question before us whether the market is a force for good or ill. Its power to generate wealth and expand freedom is unmatched, but this crisis has reminded us that without a watchful eye, the market can spin out of control — and that a nation cannot prosper long when it favors only the prosperous. The success of our economy has always depended not just on the size of our gross domestic product, but on the reach of our prosperity; on our ability to extend opportunity to every willing heart — not out of charity, but because it is the surest route to our common good.
As for our common defense, we reject as false the choice between our safety and our ideals. Our founding fathers, faced with perils we can scarcely imagine, drafted a charter to assure the rule of law and the rights of man, a charter expanded by the blood of generations. Those ideals still light the world, and we will not give them up for expedience's sake. And so to all other peoples and governments who are watching today, from the grandest capitals to the small village where my father was born: know that America is a friend of each nation and every man, woman, and child who seeks a future of peace and dignity, and that we are ready to lead once more.
Recall that earlier generations faced down fascism and communism not just with missiles and tanks, but with sturdy alliances and enduring convictions. They understood that our power alone cannot protect us, nor does it entitle us to do as we please. Instead, they knew that our power grows through its prudent use; our security emanates from the justness of our cause, the force of our example, the tempering qualities of humility and restraint.
We are the keepers of this legacy. Guided by these principles once more, we can meet those new threats that demand even greater effort — even greater cooperation and understanding between nations. We will begin to responsibly leave Iraq to its people, and forge a hard-earned peace in Afghanistan. With old friends and former foes, we will work tirelessly to lessen the nuclear threat, and roll back the specter of a warming planet. We will not apologize for our way of life, nor will we waver in its defense, and for those who seek to advance their aims by inducing terror and slaughtering innocents, we say to you now that our spirit is stronger and cannot be broken; you cannot outlast us, and we will defeat you.
For we know that our patchwork heritage is a strength, not a weakness. We are a nation of Christians and Muslims, Jews and Hindus — and non-believers. We are shaped by every language and culture, drawn from every end of this Earth; and because we have tasted the bitter swill of civil war and segregation, and emerged from that dark chapter stronger and more united, we cannot help but believe that the old hatreds shall someday pass; that the lines of tribe shall soon dissolve; that as the world grows smaller, our common humanity shall reveal itself; and that America must play its role in ushering in a new era of peace.
To the Muslim world, we seek a new way forward, based on mutual interest and mutual respect. To those leaders around the globe who seek to sow conflict, or blame their society's ills on the West — know that your people will judge you on what you can build, not what you destroy. To those who cling to power through corruption and deceit and the silencing of dissent, know that you are on the wrong side of history; but that we will extend a hand if you are willing to unclench your fist.
To the people of poor nations, we pledge to work alongside you to make your farms flourish and let clean waters flow; to nourish starved bodies and feed hungry minds. And to those nations like ours that enjoy relative plenty, we say we can no longer afford indifference to suffering outside our borders; nor can we consume the world's resources without regard to effect. For the world has changed, and we must change with it.
As we consider the road that unfolds before us, we remember with humble gratitude those brave Americans who, at this very hour, patrol far-off deserts and distant mountains. They have something to tell us today, just as the fallen heroes who lie in Arlington whisper through the ages. We honor them not only because they are guardians of our liberty, but because they embody the spirit of service; a willingness to find meaning in something greater than themselves. And yet, at this moment — a moment that will define a generation — it is precisely this spirit that must inhabit us all.
For as much as government can do and must do, it is ultimately the faith and determination of the American people upon which this nation relies. It is the kindness to take in a stranger when the levees break, the selflessness of workers who would rather cut their hours than see a friend lose their job which sees us through our darkest hours. It is the firefighter's courage to storm a stairway filled with smoke, but also a parent's willingness to nurture a child, that finally decides our fate.
Our challenges may be new. The instruments with which we meet them may be new. But those values upon which our success depends — hard work and honesty, courage and fair play, tolerance and curiosity, loyalty and patriotism — these things are old. These things are true. They have been the quiet force of progress throughout our history. What is demanded then is a return to these truths. What is required of us now is a new era of responsibility — a recognition, on the part of every American, that we have duties to ourselves, our nation, and the world, duties that we do not grudgingly accept but rather seize gladly, firm in the knowledge that there is nothing so satisfying to the spirit, so defining of our character, than giving our all to a difficult task.
This is the price and the promise of citizenship.
This is the source of our confidence — the knowledge that God calls on us to shape an uncertain destiny.
This is the meaning of our liberty and our creed — why men and women and children of every race and every faith can join in celebration across this magnificent mall, and why a man whose father less than sixty years ago might not have been served at a local restaurant can now stand before you to take a most sacred oath.
So let us mark this day with remembrance, of who we are and how far we have traveled. In the year of America's birth, in the coldest of months, a small band of patriots huddled by dying campfires on the shores of an icy river. The capital was abandoned. The enemy was advancing. The snow was stained with blood. At a moment when the outcome of our revolution was most in doubt, the father of our nation ordered these words be read to the people:
"Let it be told to the future world ... that in the depth of winter, when nothing but hope and virtue could survive...that the city and the country, alarmed at one common danger, came forth to meet (it)."
America, in the face of our common dangers, in this winter of our hardship, let us remember these timeless words. With hope and virtue, let us brave once more the icy currents, and endure what storms may come. Let it be said by our children's children that when we were tested we refused to let this journey end, that we did not turn back nor did we falter; and with eyes fixed on the horizon and God's grace upon us, we carried forth that great gift of freedom and delivered it safely to future generations.

Sunday, January 11, 2009

Sunday update

It's been a little while since I did a family update so I'd thought I do one today. Starting with the littlest girl first Nova now has 10 teeth. Apparently she needs them all to bite with. She got the last 2 on the top and they are the first of her big teeth. She wouldn't let me see them for the longest time but one day during a laughing fit I caught a glimpse and saw them. Her hair is getting longer in the back and she repeats so many words now. She is slowly loosing her role as a baby and going full force to being a toddler, screaming fits and all. She loves to blow kisses and give hugs though so they even out the naughtiness.lol She is for sure one of our 3 favorites.
Kennedy has taken her place as a big sister well. She is happy that Nova is has become more of a playmate. During the day they play together well for the most part and Kennedy seems to have a lot more fun. She got a leapad laptop for Christmas and is learning to find the letters on a keyboard. She still is hard to get mad at when she is naughty but luckily she has been doing pretty good at being good. She is for sure one of our 3 favorites.
Ava had a great week. She is learning cursive writing which she had started to teach herself but is happy that they will be learning it in school. She got her report card and did great on it getting all E which is like A I suppose. (Still have this grading system) and she was picked for Student of the Week this week! The comments made were that she was picked for her hard work and her caring attitude towards her peers, teachers, and people of the world. We were really proud of her for the compliments and proud of her report card. She are pretty sure she is one of our 3 favorites.
Shane has a big work deadline coming up so I most likely won't be seeing much of him for a week for two. He is at work now which I hate but at the same time am quite thankful that he is still employed in a stable company and doing for the most part what he loves! It was nice during the holidays having so much time with him that I am still sad when he is not here. At least I have been able to get housework done.lol He is one of my one favorite husbands.
I had a pretty big day yesterday. After a long wait I finally got into the doc. to get some glasses. I have had the same glasses for at least 6 years and had been having so much eye pain that I decided to suck it up and go for new ones. My vision is not bad and the few different optmologists I have had always have told me that I really don't need glasses except for reading and or driving if I prefer them. Yesterday I found out the reason why my vision is pretty good but why I get the horrible eye pains and headache. I have a right hypophoria. It means my right eye sees higher than my left. So in order to not see double of everything my right eye has to strain to be at the same level. When my eyes are really tired and the muscle is weak my brain also has to go into overtime to correct the problem. I have noticed for many years that sometimes my vision goes out of focus and I have to force myself to see straight but I seriously thought this was a problem that everyone had.lol I just figured I was tired. Now I understand that it has been a huge problem. Tomorrow I go get the glasses I picked out and hopefully they will work. The right lense will have a prism added, (people with astigmatism also have them which I do have a slight one) and with luck it will be the right amount or whatever it is. And as much as I am looking forward to getting them the idea that I might not have the vast amount of headaches as I normally have is mind blowing to me! I am really really excited about that! The downside is that I am getting used to the idea that I HAVE to wear glasses EVERYDAY!!! Not just when I am reading or driving or sewing but EVERYDAY! That will be hard for someone who doesn't wear her wedding ring everyday because she never got used to it being on her finger (Yeah even after 10 almost 11 years!lol) and never can keep jewelery on for long, or a watch. So having to remember to put the glasses on will be a challenge. Much like remembering BC pills.lol Then I wonder why I have 3 kids.lol
So for the most part that is our update. I have a video or two to post soon but I need to get Shane to figure out where I uploaded them. (I still get confused as to what and how I screw up this computer.lol) And with luck the next time I post I will be a four eyed lady! (No contacts for me I can't go back there again!0

Thursday, January 8, 2009

The beauty in math






I saw these fractal images on Digg and couldn't help but love them. I wanted to share them with you but these are only a few of the images, you'll want to go to http://www.webdesignerdepot.com/2009/01/40-amazing-3d-fractals-using-apophysis/ to see the rest. Trust me you'll want to see them. Shane has his screensaver set with a fractal program. For those poor people among us without a fireplace and the fire to stare at it's a neat thing to watch when the house is quiet. The images it makes really are amazing. Ava and Shane love fractals, Ava has been talking about them since she learned about them in Kind. from the "fractal man"lol Enjoy the pics!

Wednesday, January 7, 2009

How different can they be?


During Christmas in Grants April's friend Amanda dropped by the house. This was the first time she saw Nova and she commented to me how they all seem to be the same. Since I get the comment so often I rarely think about it more because they do all look very similar, especially Ava and Nova. Yesterday I thought more about how different they are. Ava is flat out in your face tell you the truth even if you get your feelings hurt honest. That's her role in our family and while at times it can be socially embarrassing it's her personality and now that everyone gets it people understand not to take it personal. She and her Uncle Fred have this trait in common. Kennedy at this age is so opposite. Kennedy has new line in which she informs everyone that "Santa told me" to do this or that. She told us that "Santa" told her she will get hair on her butt.lol Also on her shoulders, legs, and her back. She was teasing Ava the other day and "Santa" told her to do so. This goes on and on. Ava once said the word pissed (I'll freely admit this is my word and they have heard it more times than I'll likely admit). One day she was talking to Kennedy about how they had better pick up the mess or "Mom will get pissed." Once the words came out of her mouth she had the look of shock and she started to cry hysterically. It took me a while to calm her down and to explain to her that I was not mad and how my mouth caused the situation. Kennedy is like water to Ava's fire. Yesterday Kennedy out of the blue started to say the S word, over and over. I chose at first to ignore it. We learned our lesson when she say dammit. So I ignored it and she watched me out of the corner of her eye while she kept at it. Finally after about 20 S words I told her that she would get spanked if she said it again. She said it 2 more times. She got a swat on her bottom and she pouted and said "I won't say it again" and I went back to the kitchen. Just as I started to make lunch again I heard her say quietly "Beautiful Shit!" which is what she adds to please to make us more likely to do what she wants.lol At that point I held back the laugh, sent her to bed and called Shane to share the genius of our potty mouth sailor child.lol Of course Shane had to share with his office friends.lol Nova, not to be left out, has also separated herself from her look alike sisters by being the strongest, climbest, most independent girl.lol

*This picture is what I snapped when Ava said her bad word*

Monday, January 5, 2009

Getting back to normal

The holidays have come and gone and and the New Year is here. Tomorrow with school back in session life will be back to normal. I'm glad to have the routine back, the girls have been way out of control with sleeping and crying, but I am sad too. I love having Ava home. Kennedy misses her so much during the day. Kennedy was staring at Ava across the table during dinner a few nights ago and just looked with so much love. Then she say "Ava I love you!" She can have her moments like all kids but Ava is her best friend and no doubt her favorite person in the whole world. Nova tags along as best as she can and it's getting easier for the girls to include her. She eats with them at the little table, (I'm having issues with putting my sewing machine table up) and they had a tea party today with "real tea" (water) and Nova had her own cup and plate of food (Life Cereal) and she made her own mess. Life with them is a lot of mess and a lot of fun. So tomorrow as I get the house back on track and hopefully somewhat cleaner I be missing Ava but looking forward to the weekend.

Thursday, January 1, 2009

Me and the Cashier from Smiths

I still cannot believe this conversation occurred. To give to the background I broke my rule of NOT taking Shane to the grocery store yesterday. We used to shop together all the time in CA. We would take a list and get it done and Shane hated it and couldn't wait to get out of the store. Now that the girls are older and I don't need his help so much I go alone. So I think for him the grocery store is an toy chest of all the stuff he wants.lol Yesterday our plan was to follow our list,(made on his IPHONE) and get a pizza and the usual home staples and then rent movies and come home. Was that the case? NO! I am at the check out with junk, junk, junk, and stuff that was not on sale to boot. Shane,at my request, takes the girls to the car and I head up to the cashier in shock at all we were buying. This is the gist of my conversation with Mr. Cashier;

"Did you find everything ok" said he
"Yeah!"
"How are you today" said he
"Well mad I brought my husband to the store"
"Why" said he
"He wanted all this junk"
"You should let him eat what he wants" said he
"Well when it's free then he can"
"Is he the main bread winner" said he
"Yeah I guess but I take care of or kids so it's OUR money!"
"Well AS LONG AS HE TAKES CARE OF YOU you should let him do what he wants!" said he

At that point was was kinda in a laughing shock. Had I heard this story I would have pictured Mr. Cashier to be joking but he actually looked pretty pissed. Therefore I have concluded he has a spouse who controls the purse as well has his privates. I think I struck a nerve as did he. Well I guess I better go and get Shane his coffee and make it the way he wants otherwise he "might not take care of me"