Last night I dreamed that we had a baby. This is a surprise
to me on a couple different levels. First, I never remember my dreams and this
one was vivid. My whole family was there waiting to meet my new baby. We were
at my Uncle Jerry and Aunt Sue’s house. Everyone from our old annual family clambake
was there. My grandmother who recently died and my grandfather who died 20
years ago were there with matching blue and white striped shirts on that said
“Mexican Hotel” .I have no idea
why their shirts would say that but in the dream I did not think to ask. Aunts
and uncles and cousins I haven’t seen in years were all hanging out at the
house and looked happy ~none of them aged a bit.
The baby itself was quite a surprise. Besides the fact that
I wasn’t trying to have a baby and am at this point to old take on such a huge endeavor....she talked to me on the way out of the hospital! I am holding her as we were
going down in the elevator, she was quiet so only I seemed to hear her but she
said the numbers that lit up as we headed down. “Seven, six, five, four, three,
two, one…. Bye, bye” Then as we
walked to the car she was telling me that she was very excited to meet the rest
of the family. When we got to the car I sat down in the backseat and explained
to her that I was a speech therapist so I knew that she should not be talking
yet. She was just too young. She rolled her eyes at me like the most skilled
teenager and told me the car seat I was putting her into was just too ‘strappy’.
Yeah…. we’re so done having kids.
The first time I can remember being mislead by an
advertisement was when a childhood friend and I first saw the Tidy Bowl
Scrubbing Bubbles commercial on television. The announcer assured me that the actual
scrubbing bubbles removed mold and mildew and left behind a shiny clean surface.
These adorable little tribble-like creatures with big eyes and scrubby little
feet started zipping around a grown woman’s bathroom sink and yelled “Your
wellllllcome!” as they spun away down the drain.
My eyes went wide at the sight of them. I was in love. I wanted those cute little critters at my
house. My plan was to use the sink stopper to keep them from being whirled away
down the drain and keep them as pets. I remember grabbing my allowance and my
friend and I riding our bikes to the Pick-N-Pay….. the grocery store my mom
always went to. I am not sure if the cashier even wondered why two 11 years
olds were buying bathroom cleaner…. But we managed to get it back to my house
without to much trouble.
I could barely contain my excitement when we sprayed the
stuff into the sink. As I watched with anticipation, all it did was foam. No
cute eyes or scrubby feet. No tribble-like creatures that talked to me. I was
very disappointed. At first, I actually considered going back for a different
can and telling that cashier that she gave me a broken one. It took me a minute
or two to realize there never were any real creatures. It was very
disappointing…. I still refuse to use that cleaning product. I still think the
little critters are adorable. :)
Yesterday I posted the pictures from our recent hike contest. Today I thought I'd post MY favorite picture from the hike. We came to a tree that had fallen across the path and it made a perfect arch. It was a great place for a photo op! It was before I fell but after we'd gone about 3 miles so we look a little warm. Thanks Macy for taking the shot! :)
Pepper and I had a few hikes planned for our latest
vacation. Dori stayed home to work and take care of things at home, but the
other three kids joined us and were pretty willing to try all the activities we
had planned with very little argument.
The first hike was not too long (about 2 miles) and included
a great walking path, a couple scenic overlooks, over 220 steps down to the
waters edge, a rustic campground and a very nice covered picnic area. The
weather was perfect and we ended with a picnic lunch that everyone was looking
forward to. (It is amazing how great a PB&J sandwich tastes at a picnic
table after a walk). It was a great day.
The second hike was a little longer (about 5 miles) and did
not include so many amenities. (The path was more difficult with roots and
prickers very common along the way.) To make that trip a bit more fun, we had a
contest for the best picture found along the way. Everyone got 3 votes to
choose the order ofwinners. We
decided the prizes together:
1st prize- any ‘reasonable wish’
2nd prize- choose where everyone sleeps that
3rd prize- Had to do no dishes that night
4th prize- pick the movie/game that night
5th prize- a hug from everyone else
(here are the pictures in place order)
At one point (the low point of the trip as far as I was concerned!) I tripped on a root and fell down. Pepper said I fell very gracefully but the kids all wished they had their cameras ready because they were sure that picture would have won first place! Luckily that was the only difficulty we had on the whole hike. We all had fun and enjoyed the day and the activity!
I scared Pepper the other day by hauling up the tents from the basement and seeing if they were still in good condition. They were. Pepper fears that we will soon be heading out with them since we no longer have the RV.
The boys were all for taking a trip with the tents and practically pulled out a map and their sleeping bags! We already have quite a few things planned this summer so I am not sure we will actually get out and use them.... but I am glad they are still in good shape. I might slip in a trip with them sometime this summer (but I won't tell Pepper about the idea yet!) :)
I am usually the driver when our family travels. Even before
the kids were born I would be the one that usually drove. When we would make
quick stops at fast food restaurants I would order at the drive thru and then
hand the bag of food over to Pepper while I drove away from the window.
Pepper would then ask me what I wanted. She would hand me my
fries and open the straw and put it in my drink as we were getting under way
again. I would eat my fries and she would eat hers. Then she’d go back into the
bag and get out the cheeseburgers. She’d open the wrapper, take off the bun and
remove the pickle that she would then pop into her mouth. She’d put the bun
back on and then hand the sandwich to me. I said thanks, then she’s get out her
own cheeseburger and we’d both eat.
The funny thing is… I love pickles! For more than 15 years
this was our fast food drive in routine! I eat pickles at home- I am not sure
why she thought I wouldn’t want them on my burger. I mentioned it to her after
a long time and she said she just thought I didn’t like them in my cheeseburger
(I have no idea why I wouldn’t!) She asked why it took so long for me to say
anything and I told her that as much as I like pickles I enjoyed watching her
do the routine more. She just shook her head. The other day we went through a
drive thru. She gave me my fries and put the straw in my drink just like usual.
When she got out the burgers she unwrapped it and just handed me mine. I missed
her pickle removing routine almost enough to have her take it off…. But I didn’t.
I really do like pickles on burgers.J