Wednesday, March 31, 2010


Sometimes when I'm jamming along to my tunes I imagine that I'm on American Idol.  In my head I make a playlist of the songs I'd perform were I given a chance to croon for Cowell.  I don't hold back my imagination on the judges' critiques either.  I'll share this daydream with you:

1. Fishin' in the Dark - Nitty Gritty Dirt Band
after my performance of this song, Randy says, "Alright, yo baby - that was just the wrong choice of song for you for me."  I slowly nod my head.
2. Only Yesterday - Karen Carpenter
when I am done Simon says, "The problem I have with you is that you aren't making yourself relevant.  You made yourself sound too old fashioned."  I try to smile. It comes out  more of a grimace, perhaps I need pepto bismol.
3. You Gotta Be - Des'ree
It's early on in the game, but clearly I've already decided to ignore Simon.  When I am done with this song, Kara says "I respect that you took a chance, but like Simon said last week you aren't making yourself relevant, so you really need to try and update your song, make it current, but I believe in you, I know you can do it."
4. Hallelujah - Randy Wainwright ( I know this one has been done before, but I have been playing this daydream game for years and I always had it on my playlist, before someone sang it on the show.)
When I do this one, I completely rearrange the vocals to make it more current, and hopefully modern sounding.  I get this feedback from Kara, "I can see that you tried to make yourself current, but the song was totally unrecognizable.  You just killed it."
5. Home - Michael Buble
At the end of this song Ellen tells me "It's like having my favorite stapler back.  Great job tonight."
6. Don't Turn Around - Ace of Base
Randy says, "Dawg, you know I love you baby, but tonight you had some serious pitch problems.  You were just all over the place for me"
7. Wanna Talk About Me - Toby Keith
Simon tells me  that the song was too karaoke, and that I'm just pretending to be an artist, but he doesn't think I'm in it to win it.  America might vote for me. and keep me in another week, but that's all I have left.
8. When you Say Nothing At All - Alison Krauss
Kara tells me that it felt loungey, and Simon says, "It was very wet*.  It felt too indulgent."
9. Never Saw Blue Like That Before - Shawn Colvin
The panel is split.  Ellen loves everything about me, I'm a delicious ripe banana to her, and Randy thinks I'm on it.  Kara and Simon aren't sure I have what it takes.
10. Unwritten - Natasha Bedingfield
They are all surprised by this song choice, and tell me that I don't have the pipes for it.

America disagrees. I win it all. 

disclaimer: I don't actually want to be on American Idol, nor do I think I have a good enough voice.  I do not want to be famous, not even for 15 minutes.  My life is quite hectic enough as it is, thank you.

* - Do you remember when he told Kris Allen that his performance was "wet"? I still don't know what that was supposed to mean.

Sunday, March 28, 2010

Out with the Old, In with the New

Do you remember that song from when you were little,
Make new friends,
but keep the old,
one is silver
and the other is gold.
A circle is round,
but never ends,
that's how long
I want to be your friend!
?  I'm not sure where to put the question mark, so I'll leave him there.  I really liked that little song when I was young, probably because we moved so much that I was always having to make new friends, and hoping that the old ones still remembered me.

Well, I'm hoping that this move will be more permanent and that this song will have a different meaning for my daughters.  In that they should always be friendly, and open to making new friends, but not that they will be forced to because they are the new girl, again.

We really loved Peoria, we felt like we were there for a long time.  (Prior to moving there we hadn't lived anywhere for longer than about three months.  Tiresome.)  That's where Hallie learned to crawl, then to walk.  That's where she started eating meals, (and actually eating them!!).  That's where she learned to talk, and made her first friends (and she definitely hopes that those little boyfriends remember her.  She still talks about "Fast Caleb" which cracks me up.  She misses running with him.)  Hanna came to us in Peoria, just in the nick of time! She was almost born a Cornhusker! Oh dear.

But I know we'll be seeing you again, Peoria.  In fact, Devin will be there this Friday!

Thursday, March 25, 2010

Happiness Is...

an armful of babies,

 being treated like a queen,

 having a "park" in your own backyard,

a good solid nap,

meeting and welcoming new members of the family, 
having someone to share the cool cart with,

owning your own home,
spending time with family.

What is your happiness?

Tuesday, March 23, 2010

Like Mother, Like Daughter

My sister emailed me the pictures she had, so here's a taste.  I am still holding out hope that I'll find the charger for our camera battery, so we'll see about that.

Me, my sister, my friend Amanda.

My sister's daughter, Jill, and of course, Hallie.
See how hard she's trying to smile?  She really does have a normal smile, but for some reason when the camera is on she really struggles.  This is her, trying her best to smile for the camera.

Good times, reading.

Sunday, March 21, 2010


Let me explain.  I have so many pictures that I wish I could post on my blog, but a. I can't find the charger for the camera battery, and the battery is dead, so I can't get pictures off of it until I do, and b. my sister's camera has all the other pictures and she hasn't sent them to me yet because I keep forgetting to ask her to.

So, you don't get to see those pictures (yet).  BUT since I have been wanting to write about SOMETHING and put pictures of SOMETHING up, here is what you get to see.

Me, thinking about furniture.  See, this is what our room looks like now:

ha ha ha I am so impressed with myself, I took that with our computer camera.  Go me!  Ok, so that's what it looks like. You can see a corner of the couch that I inherited from Stacy (thank you thank you thank you) and then nothing.  We have nothing.  There are rooms in this house that are essentially empty.  Like, a bookshelf and nothing else.  Wow.

So, today I was talking to a friend of mine who is fabulous design lady person, and we were talking about my style and what to put in this room furniture wise, someday.  (We are not going to be buying fancy, expensive furniture soon: if ever, really... but someday I would like to have more than just this couch.)

I should have gone to bed after talking to her, but I felt energized and wanted to go "shopping".  First, I was worried about what she would think about the choices I had selected.  What would it say about me, if I chose this chair, or that chair?  And then I realized that it's my house, and I should pick what I like to have in it, makes sense right?  Then I worried because I don't really know yet what purpose this room will serve, should it be comfy, or formal, or should I try to have some sort of mix?

Then I decided that I would just pick out what I like best and let my friends who are well experienced in designing (you know who you are) tell me what they think, and all of my other friends who just have fabulous taste (which is all of you) tell me what YOU think, and then your feedback will help me decide my style.  So, please, the fate of my home rests in your capable hands.

Here are a few of the chairs that I liked, obviously they would not go in this room in the colors represented by these pictures:

That second chair? It's called the "Amy".  But really, I liked it before I knew that.  So these chairs are all from Broyhill.

Alright, now it's your turn.  Feedback people.  What are your thoughts?  And keep in mind, that by the time I get a chair that shelf thing with the toys on it will probably be long gone, if that affects your comments.

Thursday, March 18, 2010

We Already Saw Her

I just got back from a run. 

a. because I needed to get out of the house by myself
b. to show the sun how much I appreciated it before it disappears again for a week
3. because I have seven pounds I wish I had left in Peoria
4. because I am  not helping myself lose those seven pounds since all I ate today was cereal, saltine crackers, and brownies.  (clearly, we haven't gone shopping yet, but we just got our fridge yesterday.  We'll get there.)
e. I sort of like to exercise.

But that's not the story. 

So I'm running and I go past these two little girls riding bikes.  One says hi to me.  I finish going around the block, stretch, and decide I didn't hate it so much that I can't go again.

I start off again, and am going past the same two little girls.  Just as I slip past, one little girl says, in complete disdain, "We already saw her."  The other girl quickly responded, "Well, she likes to exercise."

Yeah right.  Refer back to explanation e.

And yet, even though I truly hate it at times, I also thoroughly enjoy it.  Hard to explain, but true.

Tuesday, March 16, 2010

We're Here

We've been here almost a week now.  Devin had his first day at work today, I hope it went well.  Hallie and Hanna have been sick, so that's a new Mommy challenge for me.  I've had a prayer for patience running continually through my head all day.

How do I feel about our new home?  Well, it's hard to say, I think there is still too much going on for me to sort through how I really feel, but I do know that I am glad we are here in our new home!

So, until I have more pictures or something interesting to say, here is a little something fun from when we were unpacking:

The shocking conclusion:

Friday, March 5, 2010

So Much

We leave for Lincoln in just a few days now.  I'm sure it will feel real when the movers are putting my stuff in boxes, when I'm getting in the car and pulling out of our driveway for the last time.  I know it will feel good opening the front door to my new house for the first time.  Until then, I'm a little sad.

These pictures cheer me up.

Snugglin' Sisters

I dress myself sometimes.

Wednesday, March 3, 2010

First Rate

All my babies are peacefully napping.  I wrap up on the phone with the lady from customer services who is helping me set up our phone and internet in Lincoln.  Do I dare believe I have time to take a nice. long. hot. shower? 

I decide to live on the wild side, and risk it.  I am trying to decide who I should go get first if when I step out of the shower they are both screaming.  Undecided, I reach to pick up my shower sponge.  (What is that thing really called?)  When it's all soapy and lathery I commence washing.  Enjoying the minty smell I start to wash my legs, and as I get down to my ankle I realize why it had been itching all morning.  In bright blue and orange, a little sticker proudly proclaims me as being 'First Rate'.

Thanks, Hallie.  I think you are first rate too.

Just one of the simple reasons being a mother is worth it.  And why I will from now on check my body for stickers before going to bed at night.

Monday, March 1, 2010

In Closing

Sigh.  Like a bear coming out of hibernation I stretch, and yawn, and look around myself in some slight confusion.  What did I do with my time before the big nap, the bear wonders.  It is so with the ending of the Olympics.  As in years past I know that I will slowly put together the life that I live in between Olympics, but that first Monday after always drags with a longing for the next one to hurry up and get here.

Clearly, I love the Olympics.  I pretty much love everything about it, except that it comes to an end.  I realize that if it never came to an end I would all eventually come to be bored by it, or perhaps even hate it, and long for something new and refreshing.  Knowing that doesn't make it any easier to say goodbye though.  We're not just saying goodbye to amazing international sports entertainment, we are saying goodbye to the brief unification of our nation, and we are saying goodbye to friends: Shani Davis, Ted Ligety, Bode Miller, Apolo Anton Ohno, Chad Hedrick, Lindsey Vonn, Julia Mancuso, Evan Lysacek, Lindsey Jacobelis, Shaun White, Steven Holcomb, Bill Demong, Jeret Peterson, Johnny Spillane, and all the others whose names, faces, and athletic prowess we have come to love and admire.  We are saying goodbye to the uplifting and inspiring stories, like that of Chris Del Bosco (granted, he was on the Canadian team, but he is from the United States, and really, being inspired is universal) and all that he has overcome.

But none of that really gets at the root of why I love the Olympics.  This is primarily why I love love love those two weeks every two years:
This is the first picture of us ever taken. Winter 2002

These were my roommates in college.  Stacy, [me], Kristy, and Jackie.  (Take a moment and look at how long my hair was.  Will it ever grow out again?) Ahem.  So, there we were, and all of us separate enjoyed the Olympics, but together and we were just nuts.  We made posters for the medal count, we made the Olympic rings out of Jello (NOT easy), we have t-shirts, and much much more.   We essentially eat, sleep, and well, everything the Olympics during those two weeks.  So, even though we are far apart now, when Olympics season comes back around it makes  me feel a little closer to these girls that I love so much.  It helps that I am sitting on the original couch, too.  Yes, Stacy, we still have it.  I fully intend on sending Hallie to college with it.  

And, just because they are so beautiful, here are two more pictures:
Spring Break, 2004, Panama City Beach
Craig's Room, Fall 2004
Ah, yes. Craig.  I haven't forgotten you.  Here we are in Craig's room because he had stolen my exit sign (hanging now in my laundry room).  So, we talked his roommate into letting us into his room and we tp'd it.  And took the exit sign back.  And that was pretty much the start of that.  Craig is an integral part of the Olympics mix.

So guys, we didn't make it to Vancouver this year, but maybe when all of my babies are grown up we could go to wherever they are holding it that year.  See, they really put up a fuss when they found out the deal was for them to sleep in the bathtub.

(If you're wondering why I chose these random, outdated photos, it's because literally, tragically, they are the only ones I have left in digital form of these guys.  All the others became digital dust when my computer decided to permanently log out.)