Why should you watch the following video? Because if you grew up watching the Muppets like I did, then this is a nice flashback to your childhood.
Apparently this video had 1.5 million hits on its opening day on youtube.
Wednesday, November 25, 2009
My apologies to those of you who regularly read my blog.
I've had posts written in my head, but if I don't go straight to the computer and type them, I forget what I was going to say.
But I was thinking today... Yes, I know watch out.
I can't remember what I was thinking about, but I promise I was thinking. The kids and I drove up to Kansas to go to the bank. We don't have a bank in our town. No worries, Kansas really isn't that far-20minutes.
On the way home I began reflecting. I can remember feeling like God and I were having a moment. I can remember I had a good post written in my mind. I told myself, "Megan if you don't record your thoughts on your voice recorder you are going to forget." Well, I didn't record them and I did forget.
I'm pretty sure the MS and birthing two children has turned my memory to mush; short term memory.
I do remember thinking how everyone gets all "I am so thankful" around this time of year and how it kind of bugs me.
Maybe I've had a loaded year, but I have learned to realize I should be thankful every day.
Each day that goes by and I can still see properly; I am thankful.
Each day that goes by and I can still walk; I am thankful.
Each day that goes by and I can hug my kids; I am thankful.
Each day that goes by and Matt makes it home safely to us; I am thankful.
Each day that I wake up still loved by Jesus; I am thankful.
Each day that Chloe says, "I wanna hug you."; I am thankful.
Each day that Cooper pats me on the back because that's how he hugs; I am thankful.
Each day; I am thankful.
Not just a certain Thursday in November.
The lesson I have learned since last November? I am thankful each day.
Wednesday, November 18, 2009
I'm naked. Not in literal terms though. I heard you just say, 'Whew!."
My camera has been shooting high. When I think back, it's been doing this for about a year. When I asked the lady that taught my photography class about it she said, "Oh some cameras just do that." So I never thought twice about it....
Until I used two different cameras and theirs shot spot on. It was then I realized, this is not normal.
So after a few sleepless nights and many unanswered phone calls, I managed to get a hold of a Sony person. He told me the anti-dust mechanism is broken, he could tell by the grinding noise it made, and therefore is causing the camera to be out of whack.
The warranty has expired because I've had my third child for over a year. Sony Man said the cost would be $198.00. I decided to bust out my 'sweet talking sales lady voice' and see if I could get a better deal.
I told him how I love my camera, which is true. But I had a hard time paying $200 to fix it when I had paid full price for the camera. He understood, so he said, "As long as there is nothing else wrong with it, I can charge you half price."
I cried, a little, enough to make him feel good about his decision.
So hopefully I do not receive a phone call saying, "Hi, Mrs, K---, we are sorry but there is indeed more damage and we will have to charge you another $100 to fix it."
All that said to let you know, I feel naked. I want my clothes/camera back.
Here is Coop, one year ago to the day. He was just starting solids.
Friday, November 13, 2009
If you read my twitter thing, then you already heard this story. If you don't, do not fret I am going to re-tell it.
Kids were at school. I was alone. Drove to Jude's, my favorite place to get a chai latte and pumpkin bread, and got those items that are my favorite.
I was texting Matt while waiting. When the lady came to the window, I put my phone in my lap and the screen saver and wall paper has pictures of the kids. "Ohhh are those your honeys?" She asked. At first I'm not sure what she is talking about because the kids weren't in the car and for a moment I panicked because I thought I had lost my mind.
"Oh on my phone? Ya that's my kids, they're at school."
"Mine turns 20 today."
"Oh well, congratulations!"
"Ah thanks. She's 20 and my other daughter is 22."
She went back inside. When she came back to the window she said, "When they were 3 and 1 I would pray with them every time I left them."
"So like before you dropped them off at school?"
"Before we went any where. I'd pray in the house. I know it wasn't my doing that made them the wonderful women they are today, but I am just so thankful I got to be their Mom."
She went back inside again. What she said struck me. "I am so thankful to be THEIR mom." Usually I say, "I am so thankful they are my children." I never stopped to pause and look at it the other way.
"That is a nice way of putting it, usually we say how we are thankful they are our children."
"Ya, well, I mean it they are so great. You hang on to this time because..." she began to cry, "I would give anything to be able to hold them and rock them again."
Then I began to cry and a car came up behind me, so I had to move.
I have been thinking about what she said. "I am so thankful to be their mom."