Published September 30, 2009
i think i have sanded my whole house. who knew it would come to this? i got this dirty just doing touch up on the fascia. i was almost ready to paint when my eye was caught by a few more rough spots and i was off to the races with the sander. (i have no self control.)
but i am glad to announce that it is now painted. (with one more coat to go. two more coats to go on all the window trim and one more coat to go on the whole house.) that should go relatively fast. it’s the prep work that takes all day. which i imagine you’ve heard before. …i just don’t think you fully realize it until you try painting a house where the siding needs entirely reconstituted. then it rings true.
fortunately i enjoy it. except now it is cold and that doesn’t go over well. if we have a few more warm days i’ll run out and finish it up. it will be grand.
Published September 28, 2009
we went to jerome this weekend so marc could play in the st. benedict’s golf tournament. last year the otto’s came in third and this year they won (woo-hoo!). daddy says it was an accident but gideon was impressed anyways. someday tractor papa will teach him how to golf too. then he will be a fourth generation golfer. even gideon’s great-grandmother golfed (and helped win this tournament once herself). it would help if genetics were on gideon’s side for a change. combine that with a sport that doesn’t involve any running and he’s pretty much set to succeed.
the tournament was a scramble with 24 teams and the otto’s came in 15 under. i’m not sure what that means, but there you have it. i think they were the only bunch with an entourage of babies following them around the course too. with swords, oreo’s and string cheese. for 18 holes and they held strong. it must be the otto blood.
mommy, on the other hand, does not have otto blood and went and did something fun instead. with all the other otto women, who seem to feel similarly.
Published September 24, 2009
and her husband even shaved. it was amazing.
except then we had to go on one of those obligatory dates. the kind where you abandon your children, “talk,” spend money for no good reason and don’t get any work done. it just makes a person feel dirty. fortunately we only have to go once a month.
but i did get to wear my new ann taylor dress and that makes everyone happy. sometimes you have to clean up and get out, whether you like it or not.
Published September 22, 2009
actually, there’s nothing more gut wrenching than team sports. when he’s a little older he can play something sensible like fencing or golf. until then, i do what i have to.
although it is a little embarrassing to watch. for instance, gideon did not know what a line was. they played follow the leader and he ran out in front yelling, “haha! i am the winner!” i guess little social norms like that are good to know.
personally, i liked the crazy kid in the red shirt. they asked the kids to put their heads on their soccer balls, instead he hiked up his shorts and made like super man. (and in the picture at the bottom you can see him playing dead.)
the program we picked is called paks, parents and kids in soccer. so daddy has to be out there on the field too. they play this one game where the kids run the gamut and the parents kick balls at them. on marc’s first whack at it he took the legs out from underneath a three year old. this last time he hit gideon in the face (it’s a good thing he’s so tough).
although daddy says the girl hair has to go. partly because gideon spends all of his time keeping it out of his eyes and partly because everyone at soccer practice calls him “sweety.”
Published September 20, 2009
that’s pretty much it.
(although this story doesn’t really have an ending…)
Published September 18, 2009
yes, we’re a little late. i tried to get my house painting wrapped up enough to feel comfortable starting something new. in the end i just gave up and decided to do both. what the hey.
we ordered the victory pre-drill book and level k math from modern curriculum press. that was the hardest part, just picking something out. and then my mother took gideon school shopping. he’s been quite expectant having to sit on his new backpack and pencils for so long.
but he was such a good student. he worked very hard for a full hour without a single complaint. we’ll see what happens once the novelty wears off. and i assure you, it will. in which case, we’ll just have to have a little chat about the curse and carry on. because i’m not going to sing or break out the paste. (she’s bad.)
but i did have a lovely time. it’s kind of nice to be forced to spend time with your own children. instead of windexing or climbing extension ladders.
i love my number one son.
Published September 15, 2009
you just push on his soft shelled head and he inks you with dish soap. cute, eh?
oh yes, and in the giant shaker is my sink cleaning mix. just baking soda and 7 drops of spearmint essential oil. smells divine. i sprinkle my sink and squirt some dish soap on a scratchy pad and have at it. …once a month or so when i break down anyways. “this is disgusting.”
Published September 8, 2009
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saturday my mother took us to plummer for some mandatory adventure. even though we all whined and said we would rather stay home and read books. when you get old having fun is sooo hard. but we obliged.
one must think of the children.
mom also conned natalie into wading out in the nastiest, seaweed infested water to fetch these lilies. which were quite beautiful, except for the bugs. nature has such a dark side (and is best avoided whenever possible).
when we set out in the morning i packed only three diapers because girl pooped humungo that morning. and then she did it three more times before lunch. she was easy breezy the rest of the day.
see, there she flies down the dock. “i’m free, i’m free!”
later we rode on the trail of the coeur d’alenes. the boys liked chatcolet bridge and jehu liked making the cross traffic nervous in his propulsion ready perch on reuben’s handle bars. safety isn’t an issue around here. perhaps illustrated by the fact that we practically had to hold my dad down to keep him from climbing the bridge. “no climbing the bridge dad! what do you think this is?”
and now we are safe at home. where it turns out, auntie piolet missed us. ohhh.
the next couple of days i am going to hole up outside and finish painting this house. wish me luck.
Published September 4, 2009
so i’ve been gone lately. visiting my family in deary. where my sister complains about how messy i am and wonders why she has to come to my house and work and i come to her house and kick her out of her bedroom, make gigantic messes and goof off. i don’t know. but here is what i have been up to. attending my high school reunion.
watching the track hoe visit grandma’s house.
re-washing and starching all my brother’s shirts. hanging them back up in his closet with corresponding ties and then dressing him for school. he appreciates me.
scoping out a dreamy piece of real estate. i want it, i just need to convince my husband likewise. what’s not to love?
catching up with old friends in moscow and dropping by the park.
and tomorrow we’re going on an adventure. we’re just not sure where.