Friday, February 27, 2009

Rotten Banana Syndrome

This post could also be named "Moldy Bread" or "Drop of Milk" or "Lonely Cookie" Syndrome.

When I was growing up, we all liked bananas that were still pretty green. Well, at least that's the way I remember it. Once the first brown speck showed up on those bananas, we turned our nose up at them. Those bananas were only good for banana nut bread or the trash.

But this little syndrome manifested itself in other ways around the kitchen. There was often just one last piece of bread left in the bag to molder because no one wanted to eat their sandwich with one regular piece of bread and one heel. And sometimes one little quarter inch of milk left in the jug. Or one last cookie that just sat there in the jar looking forlorn. (I have no idea how this could happen... or maybe I do... read on.) These little bits of leftover, untouched, unwanted food were one of my dad's pet peeves. Right up there with putting too much ketchup on our plates and then not using it all.

So why in the world am I thinking about this today? Well, strangely, it's a Cadbury Creme Egg's fault. Cadbury Creme Eggs are one of my favorite things. I remember being introduced to them by my classmate Natalie. Every once in a while, we'd go into Tice Drugstore where I think her mom worked. (Amazing how the memories get foggier the older I get.) One miraculous day, Natalie introduced me to the one, the only... Cadbury Creme Egg. I've been addicted ever since.

Well, the other day at the grocery store, I bought a pack of four Cadbury Creme Eggs. I ate the first one within minutes of getting home from the store. Then I waited a few days and had another. And another few days for the third one. And then... the fourth one just sat there. And sat. And sat.

Why in the world would my favorite little egg just sit there? Well, I blame the banana. My egg isn't rotten or even blemished in the tiniest way, but somehow, someway, there's a mental block when it comes to eating the last one of anything in time for it to still be good.

Maybe in my egg's case it's because I want to save it for a rainy day. This, however, has been a behavior responsible for many a tasty treat going stale. Everyone who knows Cadbury Creme Eggs knows that they're best when they're fresh. All gooey and delicious. If they sit for too long they get harder on the inside, and they're just not the same anymore.

"But it's the last one", my brain cries! "You can't eat it! There won't be any more!"

And so it sits. Damn bananas.

P.S. I know that everyone doesn't have the same problem that I do because if my husband saw the last Cadbury Creme Egg/cookie/piece of anything he determined to be yummy sitting there, it would be GONE. (Sorry for calling you out honey, but you're the only example I have.)

Thursday, February 26, 2009

Choose with love

5 in. by 8 in.
Here is tonight's collage. This one makes sense to me tonight, but this might be one of those pieces that I look at in the morning and wonder what I was thinking. We'll see.

Perfecting the Performance


Perfecting the Performance, originally uploaded by shellypaints.

Wednesday, February 25, 2009

My Mama and Daddy

Are celebrating their 41st wedding anniversary today! Happy Anniversary, Mom and Dad!

Photo by Deb Christian of Deb's Images Fast Foto.

Monday, February 23, 2009

Harper's New Trick


Harper's New Trick, originally uploaded by shellypaints.

This video happens in three parts:

Part 1 (First 10 seconds) - Harper mad about being on her tummy.

Part 2 (Middle ten seconds) - Harper's new trick!

Part 3 (Last ten seconds) - Harper looking at her mommy like she is wacky.

Saturday, February 21, 2009

Not Sick But...

Still fussy. Guess why?! Harper's top two teeth are coming in! I'll see if I can get a photo soon, but she's not quite ready to share them yet. I base this on what I had to go through to get to see them. :)

Friday, February 20, 2009

Extra Boost


I Need Spring.

To heck with this wintery crap. The weather is just teasing me. It's sunny outside, but it's cold.

I need blooming flowers and time outside and open windows and leaves on trees and longer days and evening walks. For those of you know me, this is all very contradictory to my "stay-inside-at-all-costs-who-needs-the-outdoors" personality. Springtime is always this way for me though. Time to shake the dust off and make some changes.

GO AWAY WINTER!

Thursday, February 19, 2009

Confession

As much as I hated that Harper was sick, I secretly enjoyed one part of it. She was cuddly.

Harper is not a cuddly girl. She's a "yes you can hold me but I'm going to crane my neck around in every other position so I can see what's happening and make it difficult for you to hold me" kind of girl. A very squirmy worm.

But while she was sick, she'd just lay her head down on my shoulder and rest there. Or she'd sit quietly, cuddled up next to me and watch one of her TV shows. (Yes, she has shows already.) Even when I wasn't holding her, she'd lean over forwards and rest her head on her legs in an totally exhausted but adorable way.

And I loved all of that. Just not the part about her being sick. I'll sacrifice the cuddlies for her to be back to her happy and healthy self.

Bye, Bye Bug

Harper is doing much better this morning. She's still tired, but definitely has her happy little personality back. Her fever is gone too. Yay!

Wednesday, February 18, 2009

Baby Bug Update

Miss Harper is feeling a little bit better, but she still has a fever. She tries to be happy, but sometimes feeling icky gets the best of her. We give her some infant Tylenol for relief, but you can still see in her eyes that she's sick. She did get a fairly decent night's sleep last night, and we're hoping for the same or better tonight.

Tuesday, February 17, 2009

Baby Bug

Well, Harper is having her first little bout of sickness...probably from those germy kids at the museum on Saturday.

She was really fussy when she got home and wouldn't eat her usual dinner. We tried a bottle, but she wouldn't eat much of that either. She was really clingy and seemed lethargic. She took a little nap, but when she woke up, she spit up. No wait, it wasn't really spit up... it was full fledged vomiting. Of the projectile sort. Poor baby.

She seemed to feel a bit better after we got cleaned up, but then she threw up again. We took her temperature (100.9 according to the armpit temperature reading... long story why lucky girl didn't get treated to a rectal temperature reading). I gave her a short bath to clean up, and she took a little bit of bottle before she cuddled up again and went to sleep. I put her in her crib, and she went right back to sleep. We'll see how the night goes...going to go check on her again now.

Thanks Aunt Sarah for answering the late evening sick child hotline. :)

Sunday, February 15, 2009

Bird Prince


I've been continuing to make collages, but can't seem to finish many of them lately. Anyway, as long as I'm making something, I'm happy.

On the personal life side of things, Doug has managed to catch himself a virus of some sorts... the every five minute temperature reading (evidently he's bored too) says he has a fever of 101.9. Hopefully his bug doesn't get passed around to the rest of us.

Saturday, February 14, 2009

Fun at the Children's Museum

There were two other little ones Harper's age in the crawler/early walker area too. They were both younger than Harper and crawling/walking/pulling up all over the place. Our girlie just does things at her own pace, so we'll enjoy the fact that she stays in relatively the same location for more than a minute or two for now.

Harper wasn't quite sure what to make of the other two. She stuck pretty close to me at first, but before long she was ready to venture away. The little boy was pretty infatuated with her and kept hitting her in the head. Harper didn't seem to mind too much and before long was waving her arms at him.

Happy Hearts Day!

We're headed to Union Terminal kids and natural science museums today... fun!

Hugs and kisses to all! :)

Wednesday, February 11, 2009

Fun and Splashy [Edited]

12" x 12", scrapbooking papers, old atlas pages, and cut out text.

I've been working (and working and working) off and on for the last two weeks on my contest entry for the Cloth Paper Scissors calendar challenge. I was going to make two (the maximum allowed), but I think I might be burned out with just this one. Will have to take some better photos to submit when the lighting is better.

I'm happy with this (for now), but it was quite a labor. The good news is that if I'm not selected as a finalist, I'll get to keep my pretty little piece of art. :)

[Edited] I forgot to mention that the contest theme is "Life is like a box of..." something. There were about twenty ideas before this one that probably should have been what I went with, but this is what stuck.

Tuesday, February 10, 2009

Rice Krispies

video

This is part 1. Parts 2, 3, and 4 are over on flickr.

Sunday, February 8, 2009

9 months (give or take a few days)

I didn't get a photo posted for Harper's 9 month birthday on Friday, but better late than never.

Wednesday, February 4, 2009

Skiiing Update

Oh, I mean baby update. Doug managed to get the car up the driveway. Speed is the key, he says. I'm now glad I didn't watch the process.

OK. {That's a "Ready, hit it!" for you, Dad. A story for another day for everyone else.}

Harper weighs 17 pounds, 3 ounces, and she's 29 inches tall. Her head is 46.5 centimeters. I almost put inches there. That would be one big head. If I were in the mood to Photoshop something, I'd enlarge her head on a photo for fun, but I've gotta do some more work instead. Plus, I like my baby's head just the size it is.

Skiiing Conditions are Perfect...

IN MY DRIVEWAY. We got another inch or so of snow yesterday. The powdery, sticky kind. The kind I would enjoy if I were a skiing type of person. Harper had a doctor's appointment this morning, so off we went on our snowy way.

We slid down the driveway and got stuck... just missing the light post in the yard by inches. Not really sure how I ended up in the yard. I blame the rear wheel drive. Anyway, Doug got us out and off we went. We made it there and back fine (and dropped Harper and Ruby off just fine at Ruby's house), but getting back up the driveway proved to be too challenging. The car is currently sitting at the bottom of the driveway. I would have parked it in the driveway, but the car kept sliding back down the hill.

Ok, on to Harper's doctor appointment. Harper weighs 17 pounds, 3 ounces. I'd tell you how tall she is, but the paper that's written on is in the car at the end of the treacherous driveway where I almost fell down three times walking up to the house. I didn't realize I needed to wear snow shoes to go to the doctor's office. I'll update you on Harper's height once the snow melts. (Which it is supposed to do, by the way... I won't be waiting until March or anything silly like that.)

She's still tall and skinny. 95th percentile for height, 25th percentile for weight and that put her in the 5th percentile overall. She's got a big melon though. Another measurement that will have to wait to be relayed until the snow melts.

She only had one shot today, and she was a trooper. She only cried for a little bit and that was because the vaccine burned. She didn't even really flinch for the poke.

Here's another pic from the other day to tide you over until the snow melts.

Tuesday, February 3, 2009

And the winners are...

Not me. Well, I can finally stop tapping/thudding/banging my head against the wall. (Ok, that last part never happened.) They posted the selected artists, and I wasn't one of them. I can honestly say I wasn't disappointed which was also a relief. It was just good to know I could stop the crazed e-mail checking obsession. Oh, except for one thing. They just had to add this little statement at the end:

"We also would like to feature others online as part of our "Online Extras" so you might be hearing from us. As usual we discovered new talent through a reader challenge and we have set aside a number of entries to contact for future articles."

{sigh} tap... tap... tap... (Just kidding!)

Monday, February 2, 2009

Tap... tap... tap...[Edited]

That's the sound of my foot tapping. Well, I don't have shoes on, so it's more of a thud...thud...thud.

I am not patient. Well, maybe sometimes I am patient, but not today.

I'm waiting (not patiently) for the winners to be announced for the Cloth Paper Scissors contest. I don't think I'll be one of the winners, but until I know, I'm just tapping my foot waiting... and waiting... and waiting (and obsessively checking the web site for results).

I didn't mind waiting during all of the days up until now... it's just today that's making me crazy.

I'm trying to distract myself with this whole work thing that I have to do to make a living, but every time I pause to take a breath... right back to the tapping (or thudding if you please).

Edited to add:
I reread the contest information. "You will be notified by email on February 2, 2009, if your piece has been selected. We will also post the names of “winners” on the Editor’s blog (visit clothpaperscissors.com)." I decided what that means is that the selected artists will be notified by mail today, but that they'll post the names someday. So I should just move on!!! :)

Sunday, February 1, 2009

Beautiful

Isn't she just the most beautiful baby? You'd better say yes because her college education depends on it. Why's that you say?! Well, I entered her into Regis and Kelly's most beautiful baby contest this morning, and she'd better win because the grand prize is $125K for college. Ok, I do realize there will be about a zillion and a half other babies who think they are the most beautiful. But they're just going to have to step aside 'cause this is the baby that wants to win.


We're full of contests around here lately. Full meaning two. I entered a collage into a Cloth Paper Scissors magazine contest a little while back. We find out the winners for that tomorrow. I'm not pinning my hopes on that one, but it would be fun to be selected.


Back on the Harper front, this baby is trying to crawl. You can't keep her off her tummy or in one place for that matter. Once she gets on her tummy she's not too content about her situation. We're trying to just let her work it out.

This is Harper studying to become an electronics technician or escape artist. Not sure which. She started out playing with her back to the green chair. Two minutes later... on her way to figuring out all the fun buttons on the stereo receiver. I'd say she's in full creeping mode.


P.S. On the Harper milestone front, we lowered her crib to the full baby cage setting today. She hasn't tried to sit up in her crib yet, but it's just a matter of days. The rest of the baby proofing is started and probably ongoing for the next eighteen years.