Archive | July, 2010

Thank You

12 Jul

I just wanted to say Thank You, because you guys are the best readers in the world.  I mean that!  It was special to have so many first time commenters take a moment and introduce themselves on my “Anonymous” post.  I enjoyed getting to meet you, and in some cases find out who recommended you.  So thank you.

And a special thank you to my Mom for birthing me and my children for giving me things to write about and FringeMan for ….Oh, wait, this isn’t the Academy Awards.

I got carried away.

I also wanted to tell you that my posts don’t always come across the way I intend.  Sometimes it sounds like I had a bad day (like when my glasses end up floating in the toilet), but those are the things that often make my day quite amusing.  You would be more amused if you witnessed FringeMan laughing hysterically and calling me pee-pee face.

I am truly very blessed.  Even when I don’t understand why things are happening, I know that God has a plan and purpose for me and my family.  It’s my job to walk each day by faith, something that sometimes can be elusive and much easier to say than do; however, God IS faithful.  He is at work even when I cannot see His hand.

I just wanted to let you know that YOU don’t creep me out (only my blog stats give me the heebies-jeebies).  I enjoy getting emails from you and of course, I love comments.  Who doesn’t?  I also enjoy reading so many of your blogs.  Your blogs suck me right into your lives and make me love you even more.

I also wanted to say a special thank you to those of you who have prayed for my family, specifically my son and my situation with his doctor.  All is going extremely well.  His doctor’s attitude has changed tremendously.  Changing our appointments from the end of the day to the beginning made a world of difference and I suspect the Lord had something to do with that.

So enough mushy stuff.  Tomorrow it’s back to grumpy me! ;-)

Sorry for two posts within 24 hrs.  I’ll go easy on you this week.  I promise!  Also if you see highlighted (underlined) words in a post, that means they are link and you can click on them to read another related post.  I realize most of you understand that, but some are new to blogs.

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Potty Talk

11 Jul

It’s so hot my glasses jumped in the toilet for a swim.  Seriously, I just fished them out of the dog’s favorite watering hole.  I’m a little grossed out right now, but my choices were to view a blurry world for the next year and half or be a pee-pee face.  The choice was easy.

Is there anything left to say about my day?

At least it’s not as bad as the time we pulled a straw out of our clogged toilet.  My daughter was a toddler with a fascination for our bowl and there’s not a doubt in my mind that she took her share of long, cool drinks.  The dog’s not the only with an affinity for free sparkling water.

Enough toilet talk.  This post is turning into a fifth grade boy’s conversation.

The good news is it cooled off a bit, three degrees to be precise, but just enough to kick the kids out of our bedroom.  Communal sleeping is fun for the first night and after that I go nuts.  I’ve never been one to co-sleep (you can read about that HERE).  Besides my daughter moved into my air-conditioned room with an army of stuffed animals and dolls.  She took up more real-estate in my room than I did!

Someone recently blessed her with Molly, the American Girl Doll and she loves it.  She’s also enjoyed reading the American Girl books from the library.  Molly is a hand-me-down that came with her own bed and a ton of clothing.  Molly is as bad as FringeKid with taking space in MY room!

I must admit that I have been enjoying every moment of summer so far.  Long nights and late mornings make me a happy girl.

My kids are also loving their carefree days.  The other afternoon my daughter no sooner walked out of the house eating an apple, when she came in carrying a giant frog or toad or frog…I don’t know the difference.

The first thing out of my mouth was, “You can’t catch those while you’re eating.

You’ll get warts!”

She assured me it was a one-handed catch and at the moment, she is still wart free.

I think that may be the same toad that nearly scared the pee out of me one day while I sweeping the porch, but when I looked down, I realized that I had scared the pee out of him.

I almost feel sorry for that toad.

Almost.

How are you enjoying summer?

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Anonymous

9 Jul

Does your blog ever weird you out?

By ‘weird you out’ I mean, do you ever look at your stats and find out information that gives you the heebie-jeebies?  Today I did just that.  I looked at my stats and realized that in the past two days, I’ve had a sudden surge in blogs hits.  Now don’t get excited, on any given occasion there are more people standing in line at Wal-Mart buying toothpaste than there are people waiting to read my blog; however, I wondered at the cause for my sudden popularity.  Have I  won a blog giveaway?  Am I featured on a billboard on this great information highway?  I fear I will never understand why an extra two people mob of people are visiting me.  I’m ok with anonymous.

Really.

I just feel better when you leave a comment and I can associate a human name with a stat.  Otherwise I begin to feel like I’m being stalked.

Can you say Par-A-noi-a?

Then I look more closely at the stats and I can see which posts were read on a given day…interesting.  I also see what people plug into search engines when they happen upon The Domestic Fringe.  It’s usually funny, but every now and then, it’s unnerving.  There have been a few times when exact phrases I’ve used in writing came up.  Hmmm…who is keeping tabs on me?

I wonder.  A girl raised reading Nancy Drew mysteries cannot help but think suspiciously.

The thing that really puts me in my in my red Ferrari and makes me throw on a pair of Magnum P.I. shades is when I look at the stats for the pictures.
Magnum P.i. Pictures, Images and Photos

I’m sure you are all aware that if you click on one of my pictures, it will enlarge.  Today several people saw my freckles up close and personal.

The amount of hairstyles I’ve been though in the past year and a half shocked me.  I think I must have a committment problem, at least when it comes to my hair.

So tonight I am asking that you reveal your true identity, leave a comment, and tell me who you are.  I’ll sleep better.

If you don’t, I’ll be forced to borrow my son’s spy gear.  I’ve always wanted to become a private investigator, but the fact that they wear wrinkled clothes and drink stale coffee turns me off to the career.  Let’s not even mention the big bellies and outdated ties…

Am I the only one that gets the Heebie-Jeebies sometimes?

Today I…

8 Jul

Today I…

ate a few M&M’s.

Now don’t start wagging your finger in my face, because I’ve been doing really well in the food department.  I’ve eaten more oranges and bananas than the giant gorilla at our local zoo, but tonight I had to have a few M&M’s – only a few.

I also went swimming in a real pool, not the back of a pick-up.  The water was spectacular.  I am definitely counting it as exercise, because I swam laps, did leg lifts, and acted like I was in a geriatric water-aerobics class.  Therefore my M&M’s are canceled out.

FringeMan says I’m like the guy on the TV commercial who is riding an exercise bike while drinking in order to cancel out the calories for drinking, except I am eating.  It’s possible that you may see me doing jumping-jacks while chewing a steak.  Unfortunately I cannot guarantee I will not be in public.

I also almost sent my daughter to reform school, a convent, the pound, or anyplace that would take her on short notice.  After coming out in my new swimsuit, she took one look at me and said, “Wow, you look pregnant.”

Then she said, “I wish that bathing suit came in another color.”

Wolf-spiders eat their young.

Seriously, I have a lot of problem areas (namely my marshmallow legs), but I do not look pregnant.  Thankfully my son stood up for me and said, “I saw her pregnant and she didn’t look like that.  I remember.”

Moving on…

I am also thinking about painting these cute little owls I purchased for seventy-five cents.  I have three, but now I wish I had bought them all.  Regret is a terrible thing, even on twenty-five cent items.

I am also praying about something big.  Part of this prayer includes earning an extra thousand dollars this month.  Remember the parting of the Red Sea, the Flood, the Water into Wine?  Greater things have happened.  So will you pray with me please?

Hey, you have not, because you ask not.  It says that in the Bible.

Are you asking God for anything?

It’s a Heat Wave, A Tropical Heat Wave

6 Jul

Baby it’s hot outside!

I am melting faster than M&M’s in child’s grubby hand.

The kids and I spent the afternoon in the library, because it was the only air-conditioned space in town where I didn’t need to spend a dime.  Tonight we went to McDonald’s, bought a drink and just sat in the cool.  I’ve never loved McDonald’s like I loved him tonight.  I even forgive them for mixing up orders in the past and putting mustard on my burger.

Now I know what you’re thinking…don’t I usually complain about the cold?  I realize I should be overwhelmed with gratitude now that the red mark on the thermometer is rising, and I am.  It’s just that it’s been rising to 96 degrees.  The TV reporter said that with the humidity, the heat index was 105 today, and we all know that everything they say on television is truth.

We just aren’t prepared for this much heat all at once.  We only have one little air-conditioner in my room, so that means the kids are camping on our floor.  Heaven help me when I wake up for a middle of the night potty run.  It will be like navigating an obstacle course with my eyes closed.

The good news is that it’s just too hot to eat much.  If the heat wave lingers, I may shed a few pounds.  Maybe it will linger for the next six months?  Hey, crazier things have happened!

Tomorrow I am going swimming, even if that means filling the ice bucket with water and flapping one toe at a time.

Funny Pictures

I even bought a new and much needed swimsuit.  You can see it HERE, but mine is black.  Now I am not a fan of cheap swimsuits, but this one is actually pretty good.  It’s even got a little shaping firmness to it.  So hats off to Wal-Mart.  You were there to fit my budget in a pinch.

I Love My Country

4 Jul

I love her rocky Maine shores and Pensacola’s white sand beaches.  I love finding starfish in tidepools, while gulping in large breaths of salty air.  I love the feel of the sun warming my face, while my feet bury in the sand.

I love her cities standing tall and rising proud.  I love eating hot pretzels from street vendors, visiting museums, and walking until my feet scream in protest.

I love Ellis Island.

I love her people and her spirit.  Her ‘can do’ attitude and her fight to succeed.  I love that you can be anything your heart desires in America.  I love that dreams are fulfilled and lives are changed every day.  I love possibility.

I love America.

I love her fields of corn, dew kissed flowers, and mountain views.  I love visiting a farm stand in the summer.  I love victory gardens and fresh fruit, strawberry jam, and apple pie.

I love yard sales.  I love America’s old, but not forgotten junk. I love her history.  I love BBQ’s and picnics in the park.  Lazy days, friends, and coffee with a neighbor.

I love the men and women who gave their lives for our country.  I love freedom.  I love her generosity and goodness.  I love the American Flag and the blood shed to preserve it.

I love her church steeples rising on mountain tops and sitting nestled in valleys.  I love the liberty to worship God and share my faith with my children.

I love my life, the opportunity to own a home, and live as I please.  I love mom and pop shops, front porches, and Maine Street.

I love from sea to shining sea, because I love America.

What do you love about our country?

(Please note:  I stole this idea from a preacher who read a poem and was inspired to make his own list.)

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The 4th Deserves a Tribute

3 Jul

Because the 4th of July deserves a tribute, I painted my finger-nails blue and then coated them with glitter.  My daughter looked down at my hands when I’d nearly finished and exclaimed, “Your nails look like fireworks are going off!”

“Yes, my daughter.  It’s because I am patriotic.”

I am also pitifully lazy tonight.   So although I photographed the fireworks on my left thumb, I’m too tired to walk downstairs and get my camera to download another piece of fine photography for you.

Sorry.  I know how sad that makes you.

If you’d like to read a real 4th of July tribute, click HERE.

In the meantime…May all your hot dogs be burned (It’s the only way I like them) and all your buns be warmed.  Happy 4th!

Happy Weekend

2 Jul

Psalms 118:24

This is the day which the LORD hath made; we will rejoice and be glad in it.

Have you noticed that silence in blog world usually means a raucous of noise in the real world?

Our first week out of school began with late nights, new friends, kaleidoscopes, minnows, puppet shows, and long walks in the sunshine.

We are loving every moment.

Unfortunately there have been a few casualties of my children.  This minnow didn’t make it unless he had the ability to suddenly sprout legs and run after my daughter lost him in a pile of dirt.

I’ve learned some important lessons this week.  I’ve learned that I can cohabit in my kitchen with a few spiders, as long as the spiders stay in their corner of the ceiling.  I’ve learned children have no use for clean clothes and one more pair of jeans really can fit into my washing machine.  Most importantly I’ve learned to always sew gaping holes in my pockets, because when you dump a handful of change into your bottomless pocket, you tend to resemble a slot machine after someone has won the jackpot. The only problem is my left leg became the corridor of wealth.

Have a very happy weekend!



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