Sunday, April 20, 2014

Easter Meme-Sunday Stealing

Welcome back to Sunday Stealing which originated on WTIT: The Blog authored by Bud Weiser. Here we will steal all types of memes from every corner of the blogosphere. Our promise to you is that we will work hard to find the most interesting and intelligent memes. You may have heard of the expression, “honor amongst thieves”. In that age-old tradition, we also have our rules. First, we always credit the blog that we stole it from and we will “fess up” to the blog owner where we stole the meme. We also provide a link to the victim's post. (It's our way of saying "Thanks!") We do sometimes edit the original meme, usually to make it more relevant to our global players, to challenge our players, sometimes to select that meme's best questions, or simply to make it less repetitive from either this new meme or recently asked questions from a prior featured meme. 
Let's go!!!


The Easter Meme

From the now-defunct blog of Tense Teacher (the link is dead).

What are your Easter traditions? We try and keep the focus on Jesus around here, so we participate in different church services and activities, watch Jesus Christ Superstar and Godspell, and spend the day reflecting on the sacrifice and miracle of the weekend.
Do you hard boil and decorate eggs? John will dye eggs with the girls if he is not working, I do not dye eggs. Don't like to, don't want to.
How do you decorate your home for Easter? Usually the girls will bring home some craft or art from school. I do have some decorations but don't always put them up/out.
Do you make/buy special outfits for yourself and your kids on Easter? The girls, sometimes. Me, not usually. I tend to wear what I have.
What is your favorite Easter dish? I don't really have one.
When did you learn the truth about the Easter Bunny? I have never, ever, ever believed in the Easter Bunny. Or Santa Claus or the Tooth Fairy or Sandman or Boogie Man or Jack Frost.
Do you spend Easter at home, on vacation, or with family? At home, sometimes with friends.
First one up on Easter morning? Anja. Anja is ALWAYS the first one up.
Go to mass or church? If we can, sometimes work prevents us.
What are your favorite Easter hymns and/or choir arrangements? My new favorite is "THE HEAD THAT ONCE WAS CROWNED WITH THORNS" which we sang last Sunday night.
How many Easter egg hunts does your family usually participate in? None. At all. I am anti-egg hunt.
Do you make deviled eggs out of leftover Easter eggs? Nope, they don't usually last that long.
Are you tired of eggs by the end of the Easter Season?  No...we are big egg eaters around here.
Are Peeps good or gross? They are the single most disgusting food of all time.
What company makes the best chocolate for Easter time? Hershey's. Always.
Lots of candy or not? Not.
What is your favorite Easter candy? Black jelly beans.
Do you find plastic Easter grass hidden in places for months after Easter is over? No I do not. This is because I refuse to allow Easter grass in my house-at all. I loathe the stuff.
What’s your favorite color for fake grass? Don't like fake grass, so I don't care.


Can you tell how I feel about the commercial side of Easter? To me Easter is a very somber, yet joyous occasion. And I will argue this with whatever well-meaning person tries to tell me differently. I have a huge problem with commercialization of religious ceremonies and nowhere is this more evident than at Easter. I simply do not see a point in teaching children that it's about candy and toys instead of Christ's Resurrection. And if you believe in other Spring holidays instead/as well, that is a good thing...but none of them involve an egg-laying rabbit either.

And that sounds so wrong..."egg-laying rabbit". Gross.

Friday, April 18, 2014

Mouth Wisdom

So it's done. Finally. After being told for years that I needed to have my wisdom teeth out eventually I had it done today.

All four, all at once. 

It took ten minutes. 

I'm not exaggerating. It took almost as long to numb me (and I had the smallest amount of Novocaine and absolutely no numbing cream) to pull the teeth. And that is with one of them broken and missing over half the tooth. 

It was a broken tooth that prompted me to get the teeth pulled at all. It was hurting me. The teeth were not impacted. They did not grow in at an odd angle. They were not touching a nerve. They were perfectly straight and very happily doing their duty as another set of molars to chew and grind my food. My teeth are small enough and my jaw is wide enough that the wisdom teeth weren't really a problem. 

However I have weird reactions to meds and have never had general anesthesia and am paranoid about reactions. So when I practically begged Dr. F to get these teeth out with as little drugs as possible I was pleasantly surprised when he said looked at my mouth, looked at my x-ray and said "okay, sure". That was Wednesday. Today after I walked over six miles and had a worship service on the beach I came home and took John to work then the girls and I went up to Dr. F's office. And 30 minutes after I walked in the door I walked back out, sans four teeth. 

Even the dental tech seemed shocked at how fast my teeth came out. She left the room to go help another patient with their after-care and when she walked back in we were done. Time in the chair: fifteen minutes-tops. 

I payed my co-pay, got my after-care instructions and headed home, but after we stopped at the grocery store and then the pharmacy where the pharmacy tech who is normally a bee-yotch was very nice and told me she hoped the patient felt better soon. Until I told her I was the patient. Then she looked at me hard and I realized she was trying to see if I was swollen. I was, but having a square jaw and fat cheeks (Native American and German heritages for the win!) it was hard to tell. 

And now, six hours later I'm sore but okay. I did go ahead and take one of the prescriptions I was given, mainly to help with inflammation. I also have a pain pill, but want to avoid taking that if I can. I've putting frozen peas and green beans on my cheeks on and off so the swelling doesn't seem to be to terrible. I hope to be able to still take part in the weekend and everything we have planned. At least it's Easter Break so I don't have to worry about the girls getting to and from school. We do have some things going on this week (when don't we) but as long as I continue to baby my mouth I should be good to go in a few days. My mouth will be all back to normal, albeit missing a few things...which, yes does already feel odd. But in the long run it's for the best.

Besides, I'm almost 35...I think I'm smart enough, yes? ;-)

Wednesday, April 16, 2014

More Than The Picture Says

This picture took me fifteen minutes to take, and the minute I snapped it the scene was gone. 

You see for the second day in a row, the "boys" (Nino our cat and Hershey our dog) have had me and the house all to themselves. Because John usually only works nights and the girls are in school during the day this is a rare feat-no one home but Mom and her fur-babies. 

And after a day and a half of two animals begging me to, I decided to come in the bedroom and do some work while sitting on my bed. Naturally, Nino and Hershey followed me. 

And naturally, Nino being a cat he jumped right up on the bed and made himself comfortable, sitting very regally looking down at the dog. 

Hershey, being said dog, simply wandered around the bed waiting for someone, anyone to please, please, PLEASE invite him up?!? Anyone? Since I was distracted I didn't see this but I did see Nino casually looking down his nose at the poor dog who was just begging to be allowed up on the bed. 

(Why he was waiting for an invitation I do not know. We try to tell him he has to wait but it never works. Hershey is constantly jumping up on the bed, especially if John is sleeping. The only time he doesn't jump up uninvited is when I'm on the bed/couch/chair. I think it's because I'm the one who trained him. The rest of the family trained the dog by saying "Mom can you get Hershey to...". So the dog now thinks he only has to listen to me.)

After fifteen minutes Hershey decided to take a leap, pun intended, and hop up on the bed. Where he laid down next to Nino. After I took this shot the cat looked over his shoulder, saw the dog had figured out it was physically possible to get up on the bed without a human telling you it's okay, and then the cat jumped down. He didn't want to be up here anyways. 

But that's okay, cause the dog does. 

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