This was found among the thousands of books headed to the library sale today.
It is a children’s book about a dragon who learns to cooperate so he can get his share of the muffins.
Enjoy.
Found at Mount Crumpit
July 13, 2009 by sixofclubsLetter to the public
July 12, 2009 by sixofclubsDear Daycare providers everywhere,
I am truly torn. I recognize that my baby has to be sick so she can build her immune system. And I have been blessed that she hasn’t been THAT sick. But I also recognize the fact that her two illnesses have come from daycare. I also can’t stand to see my baby girl not feeling well. She doesn’t have strong verbal communication skills, but she does have a knack at letting me know when things are not happy in her world.
Since you are the petri-dish source of the illnesses, I think it should be up to you to find a way to keep the illnesses from occurring, while still developing my child’s immune system. I can see by the letters home that you are not developing her grammar skills, so there should be enough time for this small request.
Thanks!
NINE WORDS WOMEN USE
July 11, 2009 by sixofclubs(1) Fine: This is the word women use to end an argument when they are right and you need to shut up.
(2) Five Minutes: If she is getting dressed, this means a half an hour. Five minutes is only five minutes if you have just been given five more minutes to watch the game before helping around the house.
(3)Nothing: This is the calm before the storm. This means something, and you should be on your toes. Arguments that begin with nothing usually end in fine.
(4) Go Ahead: This is a dare, not permission. Don’t Do It!
(5) Loud Sigh: This is actually a word, but is a non-verbal statement often misunderstood by men. A loud sigh means she thinks you are an idiot and wonders why she is wasting her time standing here and arguing with you about nothing. (Refer back to # 3 for the meaning of nothing.)
(6) That’s Okay: This is one of the most dangerous statements a women can make to a man. That’s okay means she wants to think long and hard before deciding how and when you will pay for your mistake.
(7) Thanks: A woman is thanking you, do not question, or faint. Just say you’re welcome. (I want to add in a clause here – This is true, unless she says ‘Thanks a lot’ – that is PURE sarcasm and she is not thanking you at all. DO NOT say ‘you’re welcome’ . that will bring on a ‘whatever’).
(8) Whatever: Is a woman’s way of saying GO TO HELL
(9) Don’t worry about it, I got it: Another dangerous statement, meaning this is something that a woman has told a man to do several times, but is now doing it herself. This will later result in a man asking ‘What’s wrong?’ For the woman’s response refer to # 3.
Thanks to the Asian for sending this one – I giggled.
Speaking of Young Six
July 9, 2009 by sixofclubs
Here is a picture of a very young Six.
How cute 
Dear Young Six
July 8, 2009 by sixofclubsToday I was inspired to write a letter to myself. Not just any letter and not my current self – but my past self. This also comes on the heals of hearing about a mini-reunion by some high school classmates. I was reminded about some things that I can laugh about now… but also give me new things to apologize to my mom for doing. (Sorry Mom!)
Dear young six,
You will hate high school. You will have some really great times with some really great people… but get that vision of high school being the greatest time in your life out of your head. Your 30 something self keeps finding more and better times as we go, so while high school isn’t a high point (OK, it sucks), it gets better. Much Much better.
You will stick to your word about not having another beer after that last day in 9th grade. You will eventually promise your husband to have one when he opens his brewery.
That boyfriend you will have… Don’t expect too much, but he is necessary. If you don’t date him and learn a few lessons you won’t know exactly how great your next boyfriend/husband will be. Heck, you might not even meet him.
Boone’s Farm is not good. Don’t pretend it is.
Keep in better contact with your friends. Finding them later is much harder.
You do have a good body. Accept it now and learn a few tricks to keep it. Don’t stop all the exercise you do in day-to-day life. But maybe stop eating at Sonic. It also is bad. Spend those calories on more Mexican food – you will miss it later.
Quit stressing about Chemistry. Do what you can to pass it, then purge the info from your brain. You won’t need it.
Keep your dreams of travel and exciting adventures alive. You will have them, but you have to remember you want them. Your life becomes boring when you forget your passions.
Don’t start smoking.
If you don’t listen to me and start smoking, quit.
When you quit, don’t have another one. Not even one. Yes one does make a difference.
Apologize to your Mom for all the worries you are about to give her. Let her know that you will survive and become a productive member of society.
The rest is going to be a secret surprise. Enjoy it.
Love, future six
Remaking Classics
July 8, 2009 by sixofclubsThere are some stories that are so good they can be retold a thousand times and still give you something new (Cinderella, Romeo & Juliette, most Gangster movies) There are some stories that are so bad, they could be redone in hopes of saving what might be a glimmer of hope (Man Hunter, which turned into Red Dragon). But still, there are some that really should never ever be redone because they were a) that good, or b) that dated, or c) cannot add anything more to make it great because the story isn’t all that deep. Some examples of these are Dirty Dancing (NO BODY puts Baby in the corner… that means you ‘Havana Nights‘), Lost Boys the Tribe, and any of the “Brat Pack” movies from the 80’s. I heard a rumor (unsubstantiated by a brief internet search) that someone wants to remake the Breakfast Club.
Oh please don’t do this. A spoof — OK, not my thing, but could work. But the actual remake would only be a disaster. Judd Nelson is the only ‘Johnny’ and Molly Ringwald is the only ‘Claire’. Don’t EVEN think that Brian can be redone… really people. Think about your actions before you do this…
Don’t you… remake this movie.
I won’t be alone, begging you not to baby.
Don’t you… tear it apart. You know you can’t pull it together again..
Don’t you… remake this movie..
I say please no no no no. No no no no. No no no no no No No No No No
Found Picture of Hubby and I
July 7, 2009 by sixofclubs
I love that I have been with hubby for long enough to be able to post pictures of us together as kids. This was from 1992.
We didn’t think we were kids then. Oh, how age gives you perspective.
A little weekend entertainment for you
July 2, 2009 by sixofclubshttp://www.sexypeople-blog.com/
Thanks to the spy for sharing. I enjoyed it.
The sad thing about this blog is that I have a few pictures that could be submitted.
Not that I will.
But I could.
The Answer to Stranger Anxiety
July 1, 2009 by sixofclubsI have been reading a lot about what to expect next for the Bean, and I have come to a conclusion.
“The books” the phrase I use to describe all the parenting books, blogs, magazines and other people I deem “experts” in the field of parenting. Yes, I said field of parenting. It is a career with skills that can be learned (I tell myself this so I can have some level of confidence I can do it too). “The books” don’t always agree, but I use the pieces of information that do agree and pick and choose what seems to fit for the Bean.
“The books” say that something called “stranger anxiety” and “separation anxiety” are on their way, now that the Bean is 6 months old. “Separation anxiety” is not wanting to be away from people. “Stranger anxiety” is not wanting to be away from people she knows and trusts (i.e., Mommy, Daddy, etc.). After today’s doctor appointment and six month shots, I think I understand why it happens now (and for the next few months).
She is starting to become aware of different people. Some she knows, some she doesn’t… all are fine, because she has had no really bad things happen… at least that she remembers. Now her memory is expanding a little bit. At six months, she gets a shot from a nurse, poked and prodded by the doctor and generally has a bad experience… all while in a bad mood because she has teeth coming in (ouch!) If you only knew good people who do good things, then this “stranger” comes and hurts you, I wouldn’t trust just anyone either. Not only that, but I don’t think I’d want to veer too far away from people I do know and trust… just in case they forgot to tell you about something that is sure to suck as much as those shots.
This isn’t the answer on how to solve it… she needs the shots. But I think I am on to something.
Six Months and Counting
July 1, 2009 by sixofclubsMuch like today, 1/2 a year ago, I am so very tired and so very happy.
Like today, six months ago, my baby girl was the reason I was tired. She is also the reason I was so very happy.
In a very short six months, we have changed more than I ever thought we would. We now:
– Wake up at a moment’s notice to come to the aide of a crying baby. What’s more surprising, is we do so happily. (OK… groggy, but still happy).
– I now have the ability to carry on a conversation while trying to soothe a baby, completely concentrate on whatever project I am doing while the child is bouncing in the exer-saucer. Loudly. And I can move faster than spit up — it may go on the floor, but doesn’t get on the baby or the mama… usually.
– I can do more laundry than I ever thought was possible.
– We moved… again (hopefully for the last time ever). We finally got into the main house, finished the nursery, have all our stuff here and … well, still working on the unpacking part… but it is hard to move into a house that is already full.
– I now know that I can have clothes that fit. Only a few to start… but was sick and tired of “mommy spit up” look. (Thanks in no small part to a recent ‘What not to wear’ addiction. )
In the very same six months, the Bean has:
– Almost tripled in weight (she is now 17 pounds [75th%], 26 inches [50th %], and her head is 17.5 inches)
– I no longer think I am going to starve my child because I am not making enough milk because she will take formula. I really wanted to stick to breast milk, and was stressing myself out when I wasn’t making enough (certain I was going to starve the baby). Finally, and begrudgingly, the Bean will take formula when I don’t have enough breast milk for the day.
– She is eating solids like a champ. By “solids” I mean rice cereal that is basically liquefied with milk. By “champ”, I mean she will eat the rice cereal with hesitation, but with proficiency. The peas and carrots… hmm… not a fan. Yet. On to the new territory… apple sauce. Hopefully she won’t hate it as much as the veggies so far.
– She can stand while holding on to someone. The balance isn’t there yet, but she has the strength.
– She can sit up straight on her own without support.
– There is some scooting on her own. Not really crawling. And not really forward. When she is left to her own devices on the floor, she gets up on her arms and moves her legs. She then pushes w/ her arms and scoots backward.
– She is rolling from back to front with great proficiency. Somehow she forgot how to get from front to back (which I don’t really get). She can do it with enough effort, but not on demand.
– The whole ‘back to sleep’ idea that is pounded in the head of new mommies… yeah, Bean wasn’t listening to those lectures. Now that she can roll over on her own, she likes sleeping on her side… but doesn’t mind if she lands on her belly. The new mommy sees this and panics (remembering the lectures), and rolls her back over. “Back to sleep” I tell her… as she rolls right on over. I am seeing my future in her teen years in this action.
– Bedtime is now spent in her own room (whoo hoo!) AND, she is a pretty good sleeper (double woohoo!) Our routine is to take her to her room, put bed clothes on, read a story and put her to bed. She goes to sleep a few minutes later and sleeps the standard 8ish hours. (Except the last few nights, when she has been waking up a couple of times each night… I hope this will continue to be an exception, not the rule.)
– Hubby swears she is making multi-syllable sounds, but I haven’t heard them.
– Bean can reach for and find toys that have been dropped and grab them, before moving between hands (all good)
– We are ready for the next car seat… the expensive one because it has to be rear-facing… but we are happy with it.
– By graduating to the new car seat, we are also graduating to the new stroller (since the old “bucket style” car seat was the seat of the stroller). We have a stroller that works, although bigger than I wish it were. (All you mommies who told me so… I now know… but thought I wanted the big one when I got it).
There are a lot of things that have also happened, but I knew they would. The one thing I want to call out is that Hubby is a GREAT father. He does everything from waking up with the baby so I can sleep, to changing diapers, continues to make dinner and generally take good care of us both.
I know I keep saying “six months”, but it is a very surreal time to me. I can’t believe how quickly time has flown by, but also realize how little time it is. Maybe it is how much has been packed into these very short six months. We have had a total of three homes, dozens of overnight visitors, and countless new experiences and so little sleep. So much else has happened related to Mount Crumpit. Sometimes I wonder if I feel like it has been 6 years… other times I think it has been 6 days. Either way, it has been great with my family.
