Here’s a bit of advice:
You should probably not start Weight Watchers the same week as your houseguests arrive.
Enough said?
I’m wishing for a brownie.
Author: Superpaige (Page 179 of 180)
Here’s my entry in a contest for an A Shed. I haven’t heard that I’ve won yet, but I haven’t given up hope just yet.
“If I had a new shed”
(to the tune of “If I were a rich man” from Fiddler on the Roof)
If I had a new shed,
Ya ha deedle deedle, bubba bubba deedle deedle dum.
All day long I’d clean out my garage.
If I had a new A shed.
I wouldn’t have to work hard.
Ya ha deedle deedle, bubba bubba deedle deedle dum.
If I had a lovely new A shed,
Yidle-diddle-didle-didle shed.
I’d clean out all the clutter and trash and I’d know,
Where all of the yard tools were.
A fine tin roof with real wooden floors below.
There would be one long shelf just for my garden stuff
And one for my husbands tools,
And one more for my kids’ stuff, just for show.
So please have pity on us poor clutter bugs who can’t seem
to organize their junk,
and lawnmower, snowblowers, garden tools and kids bikes,
Scooters and strollers and stuff
Will all fit nicely in our lovely shed!
If I had a new shed,
Ya ha deedle deedle, bubba bubba deedle deedle dum.
All day long I’d biddy biddy bum.
If I had a new A shed.
I wouldn’t have to work hard.
Ya ha deedle deedle, bubba bubba deedle deedle dum.
If I had a lovely new A shed,
Yidle-diddle-didle-didle shed.
(end of song)
And here are the pictures to prove what a mess our garage is and how much we really really could use a new shed:
http://www.ericksonfamily.com/gallery/2005-06-02/img_7300
http://www.ericksonfamily.com/gallery/2005-06-02/img_7301
http://www.ericksonfamily.com/gallery/2005-06-02/img_7302
http://www.ericksonfamily.com/gallery/2005-06-02/img_7303
http://www.ericksonfamily.com/gallery/2005-06-02/img_7304
http://www.ericksonfamily.com/gallery/2005-06-02/img_7306
I’m sitting here typing with one hand with a tired almost falling asleep little boy named John on my lap. He’s holding his singing Barney, and he keeps squeezing Barnye’s hands so Barney will sing. “If all the raindrops were lemon drops and gumdrops, oh what a rain that would be…..” He’s oh so tired because the only nap he had today was on the way home from American Fork (dropping off kids at an art class). The transfer from car seat to crib didn’t work too well. He’s snoring now, so we’ll see if the lap to crib transfer works this time.
–time passes—
He slept past the kids stomping loudly on Step Mania, and on the way upstairs to his room, but when I put him down in his crib he woke up and started crying. Ugh. I asked Ryan to go and pick him up this time. Thankfully I have a great husband who will take his turn holding cranky boy. Now if I could just get those Barney songs out of my head. “I love you. You love me. We’re a happy family….”
Brennen Hawkins has been found alive and reportedly in good condition ( http://www.cnn.com/2005/US/06/21/missing.scout.ap/index.html ). Stories like this scare me to death. It makes me never want to let my kids out of my sight, let alone go away to scout camp. Our prayers have been with him and the family and I am so relieved and glad to hear that he is ok. My heart goes out to the Hawkins family on this day of extreme joy.
May God bless and keep all of our not so little boys.
Happy Father’s Day to all the great fathers in our lives:
My Dad, who is currently a missionary in Palmyra, New York with my mom.
Ryan’s Dad, who is currently in Spanish Fork with Ryan’s mom taking care of three of their grandkids for the weekend.
And Ryan, who is a great husband and a wonderful Father. Happy Fathers day to all the wonderful Fathers out there!
:
You never know how much I really love you
You’ll never know how much I really care
Listen, do you want to know a secret
Do you promise not to tell, woh, woh, woh
Closer, let me whisper in your ear
Say the words you long to hear
I’m in love with you, oo
Listen, do you want to know a secret
Do you promise not to tell, woh, woh, woh
Closer, let me whisper in your ear
Say the words you long to hear
I’m in love with you, oo
I’ve known a secret for a week or two
Nobody knows just we two
Listen, do you want to know a secret
Do you promise not to tell, woh, woh, woh
Closer, let me whisper in your ear
Say the words you long to hear
I’m in love with you, oo, oo
Isn’t that a fun song? I think so. It’s nice, it’s light, and it’s got a sweet message. I like it. Go Beatles!
I took the kids to the park today. Actually two. First, we went to the park on the neighborhood schedule (I made up a summer fun calendar with a different park each week on Wednesdays, and field trips on Thursdays because the neighborhood moms thought it would be good to have some suggestions printed up so we can meet and have fun), but no one was there. Plus, it turned out to not be the greatest park for little kids. So, after playing there for 15 minutes, we left there and took Natalie to her art class in American Fork, and after dropping her off, went to the city park in AF.
We had lots of fun. The kids climbed and slid, ate their lunchables and had a great time. Then, after about an hour, it was time to pick Natalie up from art class. Now they are tired and worn out. If I can just get John to have a nap….
I was complaining about how hard this dumb blog was to format and it didn’t look right when I put stuff in, and where were the spaces that I thought I was putting in, so Ryan (the king of all things technical and geeky) found a new format for me to blog in. Hopefully I’ll be able to figure it out without constant help from the instructor!
I sent Cole away to a week long camp this morning. EEK! He can’t possibly be old enough for camp, can he? I’m more than a little wary about him being away from home for 5 days, although deep down I know he’ll be ok. I guess it’s just learning to let him step out and be his own person that’s a bit hard (harder on Mommy than on anyone else). Gone are the days when I can tell him what to wear, or even who his friends should be (although I can and will still make suggestions). He’s a good kid and I’m very proud of how he’s growing up. And while he’s gone, I’m going to clean out his room–wish me luck with that. I could use Melinda’s purging and organizational skills to help me make a livable space out of a cluttered cave.
Well, this has been a busy week with Bells. Busy and exciting. We had our regular rehearsal on Wednesday night. Thursday was a rehearsal with the Tab Choir, where the 6 of us who are performing one song with the choir came and sat through about an hour of choir rehearsal, then were allowed to set up and play through our song one time. We felt a bit flummuxed that we used up a whole evening of driving to Salt Lake, waiting and waiting for 5 minutes of rehearsal time. Oh well. Then we had a make up rehearsal on Saturday, since we had missed one a few weeks ago. While I’m not hip on giving up a Saturday, it was kind of a fun rehearsal. Since it was in the morning we were fresh and not worn out and exhausted from our day. After practice some of us went to Crown Burger for lunch (yum!). Sunday we recorded Music and the Spoken Word with the Choir that will actually be broadcast on Father’s Day. The choir will be out of town for a few weeks, so they’ve been doing two broadcasts a week for a couple of weeks to prepare.
Let me tell you what an awesome experience it is to just be there on stage with the Tabernacle Choir and the Orchestra. It was incredibly scary and very exciting and humbling all at the same time. We were told to smile or at least “look pleasant” since the camera could be on us at any moment. We thought we were smiling the whole time, but we have some pictures taken today during the run through that don’t look all that happy or even pleasant. We’ll get better at that, I hope. I think the song went well, and we are all relieved to have that one over with. We are just happy to have survived without melting into little quivering piles of jello–kind of like that old cartoon, was it a “schmoo?”.
I’m actually kind of starting to feel a little more sure about my calling to be in the choir. The first few weeks it just felt like there was some kind of mistake. Everyone else seemed to know what they were doing as they had played in this or that bell choir for the past few years, or taught music at their school, or were trumpet and/or organ performance majors. My list of accomplishments didn’t seem to be equal to the task. Sure I played bells in High school, but that was only for one year and that was quite a few years ago. Yes, I do sing and play the piano a little bit and have a general knowledge of music, but nothing compared to some of these people. After the first rehearsal I came home and cried because it was so hard and I was so overwhelmed. I’ve come to realize that while it may be hard, it’s not out of the range of possibilities. I need to stretch, expand my talents, and rely on the Lord to help me and make me equal to the task.
Oh, here’s a cool thing–they have a directory on the Motab Website where you can look up all the past and present members of the choir, orchestra, and –guess what else?–bell choir! I’m actually on the directory of the Mormon Tabernacle Choir! If you click on the link and then put in E for Erickson, then you can scroll down and see all the choir members with that last initial. This is too weird.
http://www.mormontabernaclechoir.org/roster/
There was also a neat little article in Saturday’s Standard Examiner about the bell choir. Although I’m not in the picture shown, I am standing right next to Maranda, but she’s the pretty one in the choir, so I expect she’ll always be in any pictures. Maybe one day they’ll accidentally get a picture of my hand or something next to her.
Some things I like:
- Sleeping in (it doesn’t happen very often, but I still like it)
- Kashi granola type cereal–Melinda introduced me to this great cereal full of protein and fiber. It’s really yummy with yogurt and blueberries!
- Blueberries
- Holding my baby. Even if he’s getting closer to a two year old than a baby, he’s still my baby, and he’s still a snuggler. He likes to grab hold of a chunk of my hair (which is hard to do with this length hair) when he sits in my lap. Even when he wakes up at 3:00 in the morning and then I have a hard time going back to sleep, I still enjoy holding him.
- Listening to my kids practice the piano. Yes, sometimes it gets old, hearing them plink away at the same songs, but sometimes I just listen and think, “Wow, they are getting so much better!”
- Going to Book Club. There’s always yummy food and it’s pretty much like being invited to a party every month
- Hearing from friends. With e-mail, cell phones, and all the things we have today, it makes it easier to stay in touch with friends. Of course we still have to make the effort, but it’s sure easier than writing a letter, finding an address, finding a stamp, and remembering to put the letter in the mailbox. In fact, I’ve got a letter to send to my mom that’s been sitting on my counter for a couple of days now.
- Winning things! Winning anything makes me happy, but especially when it’s something I really really want or could use. Last Friday I won a Lagoon Seasonpass–how cool is that!? I won a set of cookware about a month ago, and I just won some ticket to the Lovin Spoonful (which is one of those things that I don’t really know what the contest is, I just start dialing when I hear them say “contest”, but it’s still fun to win.
- Hearing John say “Thanks, Mom.” It just gets me every time, and I’ll give him just about anything he wants. He’s learning early that the way to get ahead in life is to be polite. Now if only my other kids could learn that lesson.
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