My buddy Ellery sent me this -- I had admired the little picture/saying in a book she had, and she made it into a card for me...don't ya just love this gal in her slinky negligee, posing coyly in her pink (maybe satin?) sheets? I think she's got it all figured out.
Our weekend turned out to be much more eventful than originally planned. Saturday morning Rip was walking around the kitchen, eating a cherry (a big no-no in our house but stuff happens), when James noticed that the cherry was GONE. He asked, "Rip, where's the cherry?" and Rip pointed down her throat. Yes, she swallowed the whole thing and the pit/remaining cherry pieces got stuck in her throat. She never had trouble breathing or turned blue, but a call to 911 was made just in case. The next thing you know, we have 3 firefighters and 2 paramedics in our living room.
We ended up getting transported to the ER by ambulance, just in case that pit was still hanging out with the potential of heading "down the wrong pipe" (as we say in our house). Ripley was extremely calm, and was most excited by the opportunity to drink apple juice in the ER. The doctor thinks the pit went on down on its own and has probably passed through by now.
And all that fuss for a cherry pit. Better safe than sorry, right?
P.S. I asked my husband to take a picture of Ripley and the 5 emergency workers in our living room but he wouldn't comply. I had to settle for this after-the-fact cherry picture instead.
...so I'm posting a link to my favorite LSS Scrapbook Destinations. Check it out their scrapbook "garage sale" this Saturday by clicking HERE. My friends and I were thinking of getting a booth to sell some of our extraneous scrap stuff but the tables sold out too quickly. Hopefully we'll get our act together and participate in the next one scheduled for August 16th. Instead I think I'll just go buy other people's discards...
Here's a little something I finally got around to doing.
These are tags for my jars of beach glass that I've been collecting over the years. If I make it a step further and actually get the tags onto the jars, I'll be sure to post a picture of that too. Ha!
...breakfast in bed with Ripley and James, digging in the dirt with my daughter, spending the afternoon with MY mom (we haven't spent Mother's Day together since the late 90's), and the whole family laughing through our Mother's Day dinner on the deck.
Well, it was cheap entertainment, I'll tell you that. 4-year-olds playing team sports is a riot. Some highlights of the season:
During our first practice, Rip started yelling "I'm having fun!" over and over while jumping up and down during the team drills.
During half-time of our first game, James turned to me and said, "He is SO much more patient." (referring to the coach of Team Crowns, Creig or "Coach V"). I asked, "Than who?" James replied, "Than ANYBODY." So true.
We had 4 practices (out of 8) and 1 game canceled due to rain or snow. That's spring in Colorado for you.
During our first game, Rip spent most of her time counting blades of grass and picking up rocks while the game went past her. I resorted to yelling, "Rip, GET IN THE GAME!" over and over again. That was a big source of laughter (not motivation) for Ripley.
Half way through the season, Rip scored her first (and only) goal. It just happened to be our own net, but who cares? I still yelled "GOAL!" and we all celebrated.
At the end of every game, the parents made a tunnel for the kids to run through. After our last tunnel, Rip got a few of the kids together, yelled "Kids Tunnel!" and put her hands against another little girl's hands to try to start an itty bitty tunnel. Too funny.
What a beautiful wedding! Dory and Andrea have been dating off and on for almost 13 years and finally tied the knot (they had a courthouse ceremony several months ago, and a big celebration and Jewish ceremony with family and friends in Tucson this past weekend). Dory is a high school friend of James', and we spent the weekend catching up with their group of friends. Hard to believe that our next opportunity to see them will probably be the 20 year reunion next year.
I also took pictures of cacti...not as striking as the newlyweds, but interesting all the same...