Basket Bed

Bronson found a new bed.... I think he might out grow it quickly.

Merry Christmas

Wishing you all a Merry Christmas- enjoy this wonderful video!

GRRRRRR

Ok- just a warningm this is a venting post-
I HATE having my job depend on someone else's performance- or atleast part of it. I have certain things that I need to do, and can not get them done because an incompetent person can not get them done in a timely manner. So does that make him look bad? NO, it makes it look like I am not doing the job properly. And who gets the praise for the job well done? NOT ME. Seriously- take a second and think it over. If I have to do my job, plus someone else's- there is something seriously wrong with that- not to mention going and correcting everything that they have already done wrong after waiting for 40 mins for them to finish thier crap job.
I need a new job.

Why don't you just go Elf Yourself

Send your own ElfYourself eCards

So I did not actually elf myself- I elfed others...

ABC's of Me- The Jolly J's

So it has been a really long time since I have done this. Truthfully- I was not inspired with the letter J. I think J in cursive is very pretty and flowy- but nothing came to mind when I thought of J.
So finally I thought of something... and drum roll pleases...

J is for Jack-o-Lanterns.
This would have been great for a Halloween post huh? I love carving pumpkins. Each year I try to come up with a new idea for a pumpkin. I think I might have peaked to early in life in my pumpkin achievements in the year that I did my Darth Pumpkin. I don't think I will ever be able to top that one...
So here are some selections of pumpkins I have done over the years- at least ones I have access to pictures to right now.

I miss my Monkey

Jen, Tim and Bronson have been out of town for almost two weeks now. They went to spend Thanksgiving with Tim's family. Having them gone is hard. I will admit that the main reason I love having them close by is because of Bronson - Sorry Jen- you are a close second, and then Tim.
It has be great having them living with us, and it is nice always waking up to Bronson's happy face. I love coming home and hearing Bronson say "Hi Ahyi, Hi" Ahyi is Bronsonian for Andrea pronounced like eye-eye. Also when ever he says Hi to somone he states it twice. Sometimes he will throw in a Hi Ahyi, Hey.
I have also been able to convince Bronson that he is a monkey. If you ask him if he is a doggie, he will answer back- (with some attitude) "Monkey"
Anyways- I have loved having them so close. If they move away it will be hard not seeing them (and now I mean all three of them) as often. Tim has quickly become like a big brother I never had.
So I miss my Monkey- and it has not even been two weeks. I just saw this picture on my phone and thought I would share... it is my life.

The Healing Power of the "D"

A "D" is a blanket- according to Bronson. Bronson's particular choice in blankets is a fleece blanket with the fringe (to chew on).
Bronson has his "D" and his doggie. He currently has three different D's and one very beat up doggie- the nose is gong cause he would chew on it. I always find it interesting to see what children will focus on for their comfort item.
For my little sister Tara it was her silkies- these were my mom's silk nightgowns that she had that she would sleep with. Eventually my mom made her a silkie blanket out of one of her old nightgowns cause she was sick of Tara taking her night gowns. I am not sure but I think she still might have a silky.
My Jack, the boy I nannied for, it was his blue blankie. It was silk on one side, and a fluffy flannel on the other.
For my brother, it was his bobbies. A bobby is a clothe diaper (clean ones. He loved these things. Where the name bobby came from I don't know.
For me it was my yellow blanket. It was a patch work yellow cotton blanket. It was old and tattered, but I loved it. We use to have this old ditch in our backyard that had grown over with grass. I would take my blanket out back, sit in the shade of an apricot tree, and lay in the ditch by myself hours. It was a great escape. (That blanket got thrown away when I was 8, right about the time we moved to Orem. Talk about devastating- you get your blanket taken away at the same time you move from the only place you have known as home- what were my parents thinking?)
So the point of this is- that we all have or had something that we use to comfort us. These items have magic healing powers- unlike any other item. Example- the only thing that can comfort Bronson when he hurts himself- bonks his head or something, runs into a wall (he did that the other day)- is his D. He will cry until he finds, gets a D, and once he has one he rubs it on wherever is hurt, and it magically is all better. "Owie all Gone" as he says. He a D is not available, the doggie will do, but it might take a little more rubbing.
These items are like a special friend- they can take you to another world. They can be your secret get-away.
Did you have your own comfort item? What was it? What magical powers did yours contain?