...is to help build a school in Haiti.
First, go here and sign up for Pure Charity.
Now go here (or go over to the sidebar!) and click the Fund This Project button. Watch the video. Read these blog posts:
http://jenhatmaker.com/blog/2012/11/06/the-legacy-project
and
http://sarahbessey.com/in-which-we-build-a-school/
Let's do it!
Tuesday, November 06, 2012
Saturday, November 03, 2012
Why I Hate Falling Back for DST
Six years ago was the last time I truly enjoyed falling back with the time change. Six years ago, I was pregnant with my first child and had absolutely no idea just how drastically my life would change on December 26, 2006. I certainly had no inkling that my hatred for moving the clocks back an hour in the fall would make me crazy at times.
No, I was ignorant to such things. I LOVED falling back in November (and October, before it was changed). I had an extra hour in my weekend! It seemed to make the weekend move more slowly, and that was always a welcome perception. I usually had no trouble sleeping in, but if I did wake up early on that Sunday morning, I was happy to see it was an hour earlier and I had more time to sleep! When I sang at church, I could stay up an hour later and not wish I had gone to bed sooner the night before. I didn't understand why my coworkers who were also parents would groan about the time change. I mean, I understood it in March because we all had to give back that hour we had so luxuriously been given in November and I would spend the next week or so trying to adjust my body to losing that hour of sleep. But why was it such a big deal in the fall?
And then I had a child.
I still maintain that whomever created the concept of Daylight Savings Time was definitely not someone who was in charge of small children.
Anyone who is rearing a small child knows that the child's circadian rhythm does not CARE what the time on the clock says. If that child has been waking up at 6:30 in the morning prior to falling back and "gaining" an hour, that child will awaken at 5:30 in the morning. The fact that the clock rudely reads 5:30 AM makes no difference to the child. They'll be wide awake and READY TO PLAY! Or eat. Or watch TV. Or whatever it is that child likes to do when s/he first gets up in the morning. Bring on the coffee, I say!
So tonight at 7:30 when I was getting our 2 children ready for bed, I realized that putting them to bed at 7:30 was really like putting them to bed at 6:30 and they would likely be awake before 5 am. And once my kids are awake, convincing them that it's a good idea to go back to sleep is darn near impossible.
We ended up ordering pizza (thank you, Domino's for your gluten-free crust!) and letting them watch Mickey Mouse. We effectively moved their bedtime up an hour, so hopefully they will sleep just a little longer in the morning!
Bring on the coffee!
No, I was ignorant to such things. I LOVED falling back in November (and October, before it was changed). I had an extra hour in my weekend! It seemed to make the weekend move more slowly, and that was always a welcome perception. I usually had no trouble sleeping in, but if I did wake up early on that Sunday morning, I was happy to see it was an hour earlier and I had more time to sleep! When I sang at church, I could stay up an hour later and not wish I had gone to bed sooner the night before. I didn't understand why my coworkers who were also parents would groan about the time change. I mean, I understood it in March because we all had to give back that hour we had so luxuriously been given in November and I would spend the next week or so trying to adjust my body to losing that hour of sleep. But why was it such a big deal in the fall?
And then I had a child.
I still maintain that whomever created the concept of Daylight Savings Time was definitely not someone who was in charge of small children.
Anyone who is rearing a small child knows that the child's circadian rhythm does not CARE what the time on the clock says. If that child has been waking up at 6:30 in the morning prior to falling back and "gaining" an hour, that child will awaken at 5:30 in the morning. The fact that the clock rudely reads 5:30 AM makes no difference to the child. They'll be wide awake and READY TO PLAY! Or eat. Or watch TV. Or whatever it is that child likes to do when s/he first gets up in the morning. Bring on the coffee, I say!
So tonight at 7:30 when I was getting our 2 children ready for bed, I realized that putting them to bed at 7:30 was really like putting them to bed at 6:30 and they would likely be awake before 5 am. And once my kids are awake, convincing them that it's a good idea to go back to sleep is darn near impossible.
We ended up ordering pizza (thank you, Domino's for your gluten-free crust!) and letting them watch Mickey Mouse. We effectively moved their bedtime up an hour, so hopefully they will sleep just a little longer in the morning!
Bring on the coffee!
Wednesday, October 12, 2011
Keeping It Real
I know I can't be the only one whose bathroom counter looks like this. Here's hoping I manage to get it cleared, if only for a little while. It's driving me nuts!!!
Monday, February 28, 2011
Surreal
It was about 2:45 pm. The kids were napping. I had just awakened from my short nap, and was reading Facebook on my phone. I heard the door knob to the bedroom make a sound, and I wondered why Brad was coming into the bedroom during naptime. He walked in hunched over a bit, with his hand on his chest. I knew something was wrong. The first thing that crossed my mind was, "Oh dear, he's having a heart attack." Followed by the thought that maybe his lunch wasn't sitting well and his tummy was hurting. I asked, "Are you ok?!" He said, "No. No I'm not." I asked what was wrong and he asked me to come into the bathroom.
I got up and followed him into our master bath, where he grabbed the mouthwash out of the medicine cabinet, took a swig, swished, and spit. And then said, "Landon crashed his plane."
I don't remember the exact details of our conversation after that but at some point I think I asked what that meant and he said, "He's gone."
Today, February 27, 2011, the world lost a man - a son, a brother, a husband, a father, an uncle, a cousin, a friend. Three others were also lost in the crash.
I'm numb. I'm in shock. I'm angry. I'm overwhelmingly grief-stricken (because "sad" is not a strong enough word for this raw, ugly emotion that makes my head pound and my stomach feel like it wants to empty its contents at any given moment). I want someone to pinch me and wake me up from this horrible, horrible nightmare. As a mother, my heart aches so terribly for my other mother-in-law (I have two) and father-in-law . As a wife, my heart is sickened and grieving for my sister-in-law and her 2.5 year-old son. As a sister, I am so very heartbroken for my husband and his other two brothers and their sister. I'm just devastated for the whole family and the friends.
We've been searching the web and twitter for details. Links I've run across:
Sea Plane forum (includes flight plan)
Zawya.com
Gulf News
Emirates - this one irritates me, if you look to the right you'll see a photo of an airplane exploding. It's not the actual aircraft.
I got up and followed him into our master bath, where he grabbed the mouthwash out of the medicine cabinet, took a swig, swished, and spit. And then said, "Landon crashed his plane."
I don't remember the exact details of our conversation after that but at some point I think I asked what that meant and he said, "He's gone."
Today, February 27, 2011, the world lost a man - a son, a brother, a husband, a father, an uncle, a cousin, a friend. Three others were also lost in the crash.
I'm numb. I'm in shock. I'm angry. I'm overwhelmingly grief-stricken (because "sad" is not a strong enough word for this raw, ugly emotion that makes my head pound and my stomach feel like it wants to empty its contents at any given moment). I want someone to pinch me and wake me up from this horrible, horrible nightmare. As a mother, my heart aches so terribly for my other mother-in-law (I have two) and father-in-law . As a wife, my heart is sickened and grieving for my sister-in-law and her 2.5 year-old son. As a sister, I am so very heartbroken for my husband and his other two brothers and their sister. I'm just devastated for the whole family and the friends.
We've been searching the web and twitter for details. Links I've run across:
Sea Plane forum (includes flight plan)
Zawya.com
Gulf News
Emirates - this one irritates me, if you look to the right you'll see a photo of an airplane exploding. It's not the actual aircraft.
Friday, August 27, 2010
How (not) to Fix a Brisket
Ingredients and supplies:
crock pot
2-3 lb brisket
Stubbs Bar-B-Q Spice Rub
Colgin mesquite flavor Liquid Smoke
Remove crock pot from cabinet, place on counter and plug in.
Remove brisket from package and place in crock pot.
Turn on crock pot and set it to cook on low.
Realize you forgot to put the spice rub on the brisket.
Remove brisket from crock pot, turn pot off, and place brisket on cutting board.
Liberally sprinkle spice rub on both sides of brisket and rub in.
Try not to gag as the fat lifts as you rub the spice on the brisket.
Contemplate becoming vegetarian (you'd consider vegan but you enjoy honey, eggs, gummy bears, and marshmallows too much).
Place brisket back into crock pot.
Place lid on crock pot and set the pot to cook on low.
Realize you have forgotten to add the Liquid Smoke.
Remove lid from crock pot and dump bottle of Liquid Smoke into the pot on top of the brisket.
Replace lid.
Contemplate going back to bed. Clearly you need more sleep.
crock pot
2-3 lb brisket
Stubbs Bar-B-Q Spice Rub
Colgin mesquite flavor Liquid Smoke
Remove crock pot from cabinet, place on counter and plug in.
Remove brisket from package and place in crock pot.
Turn on crock pot and set it to cook on low.
Realize you forgot to put the spice rub on the brisket.
Remove brisket from crock pot, turn pot off, and place brisket on cutting board.
Liberally sprinkle spice rub on both sides of brisket and rub in.
Try not to gag as the fat lifts as you rub the spice on the brisket.
Contemplate becoming vegetarian (you'd consider vegan but you enjoy honey, eggs, gummy bears, and marshmallows too much).
Place brisket back into crock pot.
Place lid on crock pot and set the pot to cook on low.
Realize you have forgotten to add the Liquid Smoke.
Remove lid from crock pot and dump bottle of Liquid Smoke into the pot on top of the brisket.
Replace lid.
Contemplate going back to bed. Clearly you need more sleep.
Wednesday, August 11, 2010
A special bread, indeed
LOVE this video! It makes me laugh every time, and it's so sweet. Figured I'd share it and hopefully bring a smile to your face!
Wednesday, July 07, 2010
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