Snow Day

The kids spent a couple of hours out in the snow again this morning.

I used the time to tidy up and get to some long overdue planning and organization on the homeschooling front. I was in the middle of sweeping up the neverending dog hair when R came to the door. I figured he needed his mitts tucked in again. Or maybe a shovel (some of which are still in the basement). Silly me for thinking of such an obvious thing...

R: Mom, can you pass me the magnifying glass please!

Me: You need a magnifying glass out there?!

R: Yes. I'd like to look carefully at the snow.

Me: Okaaay. (Is the sun really bright enough for him to set fire to anything?) Really? You need to look carefully at the snow?

R: Well, yeah...and I want to see if I can burn a belly button into Marcus. But first I'll look at the snow.

Me: Here you go. Make sure you bring it in with you.

Now, for those who are interested, 'Marcus' is the snowman they built yesterday. And no, although R lay in the snow for longer than I've seen him sleep without moving, there was not any sunshine to help him in his endeavour.

After the snow activities in the backyard were exhausted, the fun continued in the frontyard. Why didn't I think of this stuff when I was a kid?

~Bonni

Pardon my absence yesterday evening.

I had a late date. DH and I loaded up a movie and had cheese and crackers. We also finished up a bottle of Zinfandel. After opening it. It was nice. But it made for a late night.

Why so late, you ask??

Because at 9:30pm, we decided to set up our science experiment. (It failed dismally, but that's ok - it's all part of the process.) Pretty colours, no? So, kiddies all educated and then tucked into bed, you'd think I'd be good to cozy up on the couch, right?

Not so much. Ok. After B had his turn, then we cozied up on the couch for our date.

There were less shenanigans today.

I expect it was because much of the afternoon and evening were spent outdoors playing in the wet, sticky barely-there layer of fluffy white that has accumulated over the last 24 hours. Fresh air and large muscle activity: it'll cure what ails ya.

I finished Wuthering Heights today.

I feel a little disturbed. As though Nelly was living vicariously through those she served. And since her 'nurslings' turned up happy in the end (because everyone else was dead), it was a happy ending. I'm glad that was the only book Emily Bronte ever wrote...if there were more, I feel I'd have to read at least one other so she could redeem herself in my mind. Not that that's a big goal of hers, two hundred years later... I will end up watching one of the movies, though. It's the sort of thing I do to myself.

I have another movie date planned for this evening. No wine this time, though. So I'm off once again to drag my wonderful husband off his PC. B's overtime is nice, but it definitely cuts into our evenings. Not that I'm complaining. Not in the least. I'm happy that he's excited about these projects he's working on.

~Bonni

Monday

Monday means laundry.

The last load is just finishing. All the clean stuff gets put away tomorrow - which is linens day. Sheets. Napkins. Dishtowels.

Monday means skating.

We head over to the local rink mid-day where the rink guys (attendants? employees?) are now, 5 years in, expecting us. One of the dads was even questioned about his homeschooling status one day when paying admission. Who cares if admission has gone up 300%? Hardly anyone ever comes but for us and the kids have a blast and we moms get a chat in. Maybe this is the reward for those years of standing on the ice while the kids toddled around in bob-skates...and the years where we stood stooped over holding them up by their armpits while they did their best to march around on their first real skates.

B's been working a lot.

He likes what he's doing, though, which is a huge blessing. He's working long hours, but it's not so bad. He's excited about these new projects that he is juggling. I'm glad the focus has changed for him. He's noticeably happier.

The kids are seasonally challenged.

I swear we're seeing some Spring Fever. They are both exuberant and loud and they tear around trashing the place - and each other. I'm constantly trying to pull their focus back to what we're doing. They assure me they want to be doing whatever it is we're involved in, yet they can't help but to make a joke or poke the other or remember something insanely funny - so funny that they dissolve into giggles. I don' t know how much more of this we can take. In their silliness, R has received a bruise on his cheek last week which has faded to make way for a lovely yellow-green number on his forehead this week. We can't see the goose egg on the back of his head from the weekend shenanigans.

I had a lovely and quick chat with Jennifer this morning.

She motivated me so much that I braved making alphabet chicken soup with the kids today - from scratch with no recipe. Ok, the chicken stock was from a carton. They helped prepare it and they ate it. I didn't even have to make a back-up dinner. We used too many noodles and the garlic got a little too brown, but hey, picking it out it gave one of the rug-rats a job to do while I was busy supervising the one with the knife. Yes, I had to supervise due to the incessant shenanigans of late.

I'm a little disturbed by Wuthering Heights.

What is up with that book? This is my first time through it and I'm not sure what to think. I find it more of a tragic description of some messed up folk rather than a love story. I'm only halfway through so far. We'll see how the end pans out.

That's all for now. Thanks for checking in.
~Bonni

My Blogging Hiatus

What is with the blogging hiatus?

Ever since R's surgery blogging just hasn't been the same.

After R recovered, B and I sat down and had a heart-to-heart and we compromised on a workable plan. We re-vamped what our homeschooling day looked like. I shifted my focus.

Perhaps that's all it was - just a wee change of focus for me.

So, thank you, to those of you who have emailed and commented, for checking in every so often. Although I've been perusing the blogosphere, I haven't really been much of a contributor. It's nice to know that I'm not just another mouse click for some of you.

I'm going to try to post a little something in the evenings before bed this week. Perhaps that will kick start my blogging habit. We'll treat it as a little experiment. Perhaps a disclaimer would help - me, that is, not you - remove obstacles: please don't expect pictures or depth or humour or creativity or any other such exciting thing. Just a little check in and we'll see what happens after that.

~Bonni

Too Funny

I was out perusing the blogosphere and I came across this little quiz at Dorothy's. Knowing that I had to procrastinate the making of dinner for at least another 10 minutes, I figured I'd play along.

I had a little giggle at the results...being Canadian and all....although, I can say I think I'm somewhat offended at being lumped in with those Minnesota folk. That part isn't funny.

What American accent do you have? Your Result: North Central "North Central" is what professional linguists call the Minnesota accent. If you saw "Fargo" you probably didn't think the characters sounded very out of the ordinary. Outsiders probably mistake you for a Canadian a lot.
The West
The Midland
Boston
The Inland North
The South
Philadelphia
The Northeast
What American accent do you have? Quiz Created on GoToQuiz