Wednesday 19 November 2008

Chirp! Chirp!

I know that not everyone's lives revolve around Ball State University like ours tends to...but we got QUITE the shoutout on Letterman!

Tuesday 18 November 2008

Things that go "D" in the Night

I don't consider myself a "scaredy cat" type of person. Every creak or pop doesn't unnerve me. Clowns - no big deal? Heights - bring em on! Peanut Butter sticking to the roof of my mouth - the more PB the better!

However, I have always been afraid of inanimate objects that act too lifelike. Talking dolls or animals - stuff that moves in a way that's too human gives me the creeps. If I had been "Belle" at that magic castle with the talking candlesticks and clocks I would have taken my chances of being eaten by the Beast than stay ONE NIGHT! I have a very horrible fear of Ventriloquist Dummies. I am mature enough now that I don't have a panic attack on sight of them, but I also don't look any longer than I have to.

One of the fun gifts Madeline got for her birthday was a talking puzzle of ABCs. It's a really nice wood puzzle that says the letter when you put the piece in and gives you a word that starts with that letter. "D is for Dostoevsky" Ok, I'm kidding about that, but that would be super cool for all of us Literature lovers out there! I digress....

I put the puzzle away at first thinking it was too hard for her right now. But after a hard day I pulled it out with the hopes that it would entertain Madeline long enough for me to, say, go to the bathroom by myself. She not only loved the puzzle, but learned quickly where some of the letters go. A few nights later the puzzle was sitting on the floor of the living room when I sneaked down to the kitchen for a glass of water. (Read: chocolate) As I flipped the kitchen light off I hear "O is for Olive" and about jumped out of my skin. What creepy person had gotten into my house and was reciting the alphabet? I flipped the light back on. "P is for Pretzel" I ran back upstairs into the safety of my warm bed and Mr. Smith and Wesson.

Obviously the next morning I figured out it was the puzzle but it still gave me the Heebs. I put it up on the bookshelf thinking maybe the floor moving when I walked was causing it to talk to me. But the next night as I flipped on the light - "C is for Carrot"

I guess it's something I'm going to have to get used to. Maybe I'll put it by the front door in case anyone breaks in to the house they'll get as creeped out as I did...

Wednesday 12 November 2008

Fit for a queen! or...King




My husband and I recently took a wonderful trip to Hilton Head Island in South Carolina. Our parents kept Madeline and we got to enjoy long days at the beach, moonlight walks, shopping, and best of all - naps! We were blessed with a large King-sized bed to enjoy. We have a Queen size in our Master bedroom so it was a nice little (or not so little) extra!

What I realized was that I could sleep the entire night without once knocking into my husband. If you ask him, he will tell you I have "jimmy legs" which sometimes actualy morphs into "Jimmy arms" as well. Every day we have to tuck the sheet and duvet back in because of my nightly ballet. But in this - this paradise of space we didn't disturb each other a bit.

I was all the sudden jealous of all my friends who had king-sized beds. My husband could sleep through the night, and I could do my triple axles in peace. However, I am an "edge of the bed" sleeper. No matter how big or small the bed is, I always snuggle right up to the edge. Steve said he spent a few minutes each night, fishing around in the enormous bed trying to find me. Although we're sleeping, the 8 (ok 6 in his case) hours in our bed is the most time we get together and - though it may keep him from perfect REM, I like knocking into him on occasion throughout the night. On the rare occasion I have the bed to myself, I can't sleep right. I need his cold feet and his sleep noises. I like knowing my best friend in the world is merely inches away. Though I will always enjoy the vacations to Lots of Legroom Land, I'm content for now, being a queen.

Wednesday 5 November 2008

Someone special who could it be?

Well, my little Republican heart is hurting this morning... ironically more that my constant Indiana went Democrat than the Preseidential win which was NO surprise to me....

I do have one small ray of light at the end of my tunnel.