I'm afraid to jinx it...

but Gabe slept 10 hours straight last night. Woohoo

My current projects...

Here is the quilt top and matching pillow I am working on for my oldest son's birthday...


there isn't really a white spot there...it was just a weird flash effect.



and, here is the quilt I made for Joey for his last birthday...

Who is your God?

Tell me what you believe God is like. I believe in a merciful, forgiving God. Yes, God can be a god of hellfire and damnation (look at the old testament) but that isn't all there is to him. I also believe God has a sense of humor. He has to have one (Monnie, I'm letting my SIP loose)...after all, look how we reproduce.

I know some of you must be wondering where I'm going with this. Well, I had to explain this so I could tell you a story. My sister found her way back to faith after years of falling away from religion. Like many people who are newly returned to faith, she takes it oh so seriously. While it is ok to take faith seriously...in fact, it can be imperative to take faith seriously when you truly believe, my sister takes every expression of religion seriously. She can see no humor in even a simple turn of phrase if it contains a reference to God. A few years back, we all had gathered at my parents' house near Easter. Friends and family were all having a wonderful time. I was talking to an old friend and, when we realized we had known each other for more than 16 years, I said "Holy shit!" I didn't mean anything by it. It was just an expression. But, my sister looked at me like I had committed a heinous sin. My sister said, (in a very indignant voice) "Kristin, shit is NOT holy!" This was one of those times that the perfect retort flowed off my tongue without me missing a beat. My SIP was loose. I looked at her and said, "God's shit is." I think I was the object of her prayers for salvation for quite some time.

So, can you see the humor in that? Or, would you be offended too? Please tell me. I really want to know.

So, who are you?

You are a Black Coffee

At your best, you are: low maintenance, friendly, and adaptable At your worst, you are: cheap and angsty You drink coffee when: you can get your hands on it Your caffeine addiction level: high

What Kind of Coffee Are You?

You Are Sunrise

You enjoy living a slow, fulfilling life. You enjoy living every moment, no matter how ordinary. You are a person of reflection and meditation. You start and end every day by looking inward. Caring and giving, you enjoy making people happy. You're often cooking for friends or buying them gifts. All in all, you know how to love life for what it is - not for how it should be.

What Time Of Day Are You?

Happy Valentine's Day y'all!

We are all finally well over here and our DSL is back in working order after being down for about a week.

Gabe and Joey both ended up on antibiotics after their cooties morphed into ear infections. Luckily, Joey is old enough to take meds without an issue and my weirdo baby boy actually likes the taste of amoxicillin.

I am trying to catch up with all my blogs that I read and all the posts on Cross Stitch Crazy. In between all that, I am trying to finish a quilt for Marty's 10th birthday and I'm stitching "You are my sunshine" by La D Da. I have been informed that I must stitch it 3 times...once for each of the boys.

Back to Valentine's Day...do you know how hard it is when your 4th grader says he isn't taking Valentines in because "If I take them just for my friends, everyone else will get mad. And, if I take them for everyone, most people will just throw them out when I'm not looking."? I want to be able to make him realize that its those little idiots who are missing out on a friendship with a great kid but, at that age, it is too easy to take it personally. UGH...it sucks when they reach the point where a kiss doesn't make it all better.

Cooties Update...

Marty was healthy enough to go to school Friday and to go on the scheduled outing at my parents' house and my sister's house this weekend. However, the rest of us are sick. Gabe's nose is dripping like a faucet and he sounds hoarse. Joey didn't make it to school Friday and he still feels like crap. And, sadly enough, Vic and I are both are down for the count.

BE sure you disinfect the keyboard when you leave my blog.

I reject MY reality...can I substitute yours?

This has not been a fun week. Marty got sick last weekend and he is still not 100%. And, 2 nights ago, Gabe woke up and puked. He is so very congested and all that mucus upset his tummy. On Tuesday night, the only way Gabe would sleep was sprawled across my lap. I had to spend the night propped up against my headboard. It was a loooooooong night. Gabe did better last night but I am still tired. Joey isn't sick but, oh my God, has he ever been whiny today. I finally told him that if he didn't stop, he would have to write "I will not whine" 25 times. Since he is still a really slow writer (he is only 6 after all), that would take a large chunk of the day.

Today, I have all the kids home again. Its a snow day. The snow is gorgeous...thick, fluffy flakes falling down...just the kind of snow we always want. Unfortunately, we are suppose to get a layer of ice on top of it. Since my hubby works for the county Emergency Management, this means he is stuck at work until 1am tonight.

I'll try and get some good snow pics later and post them here for y'all to see!