Saturday, December 12, 2009

2 years of bad air

You'd think that with all the remodel work we've done these past two years, changing the furnace filter would be a piece of cake. But it took us about a year to figure out where the filter was. And since then we've been changing the filter, but every time we do, we've noticed that the old filter either wasn't in the correct place, or just wasn't being held in place by anything. Or like this last time, was almost bent in half. So we finally did some real investigating (ie: found the owner's manual and read it) and found that we're missing an essential piece--the clip that holds it in place. One day, and $150 later, the clip is in place and we're breathing "fresh" air in our home for the first time in over two years.

Ha, just kidding. The $150 was what it would've cost if we'd have called a serviceman to come fix it. But we didn't. Evan called around and found a place that sells the part for $3.50. They ended up giving it to him for free. And using the trusty manual, Evan put it in for free. So now we really are breathing the cleanest air we've breathed in two years.

Maybe we'll stop having respiratory problems now. We'll hope for that, anyway.

Saturday, November 28, 2009

Pay It Forward

At the end of a not-so-good day, I got a package in the mail from my sister-in-law, Kristy, containing a cute set of homemade blocks that spell out at least 16 seasonal sayings. I immediately set it to "SNOW" because geez--if it's going to be cold, it may as well snow. Anyway, it was a gift for a pay-it-forward game. So now I get to make some things and send them to people. Here are the rules:

The first three (3) people interested in this little game will leave a message on this post. I will then send a handmade gift to those 3 people within the next year (most likely in the next few months). In order to play the game though, you must be willing to keep the spirit alive, and post a "Pay it Forward", and send out 3 handmade gifts to your readers! (You can take a year to send yours, if you need to!). It doesn't have to be anything big or a major project--just homemade. Even cookies and baked goods count.

So, anyone interested? Leave me a message.

Saturday, November 14, 2009


Better late than never:
Evan: Neo from The Matrix
Katri: painter (decided at the last minute)
Spencer: astronaut
Waimea: fairy (hard to tell from the picture)

Monday, November 9, 2009

Serious Silliness

She insisted on eating dinner in this get-up

I can't seem to get Spencer's backpack off her these days. She waddles around all day with it on her back.

And she drags this kitchen chair around, climbing on the counters, getting into everything. With her backpack on. And hat. And sometimes gloves, too.

Sunday, November 8, 2009

Fall Pictures

Jeremy, this post is for you. Enjoy.

What Spencer finds important, take two

Don't ask me what the guy in the front is doing.
I actually really like this one. I just wish the lighting were better:

Saturday, November 7, 2009

Old News

Waimea's 2nd Birthday:

Pumpkin picking at Von Thun's Farm :
(ironically, no pictures of the pumkins)

Apple Picking at Terhune Orchards:
(Ignore the smudge on the lens)

Friday, November 6, 2009

First Up-do

Her hair is finally long enough:

Tuesday, November 3, 2009

Before and Almost-After

I've been holding back posting pictures of our new kitchen because it's still not completely done. But it's close enough. I'll post more when we're done.

Here's the lovely before picture, complete with mismatch appliances, small corner sink with dishwasher that blocks you in with the door open (not very conducive to washing dishes), stained laminate countertops, dated cabinets that were (literally) falling off the walls, and parquet floor that was installed incorrectly (there were so many gaps, that if I swept the floor, there was no pile of stuff at the end--it simply fell in the gaps). And don't even get me started on the puke red backsplash area, with painted outlets and covers, and nail pops.

And here's our new kitchen:

Still to be completed:
-install hardware on cabinets
-tile backsplash
-install crown mouldings
-finish wainstcoting on dining area (pictures coming soon)
-repair holes in ceiling where previous light fixtures were
-buy stainless steel microwave
-spray paint knife block and paper towel holder so they stop reminding me of my old kitchen

Question of the day: what to tile the backsplash with?
options: travertine subway tile (to match floor)
mosaic tile in ? color
pebble tile
We are stumped on this one.
Any ideas?!?

Sunday, November 1, 2009

A CCC giveaway

Cristi's Creations, where I get my backgrounds for my blog, is having a contest and giveaway. Check it out here:

Sunday, October 25, 2009

Stooping to a new low

Today Evan took over the tv from the kids by telling them that they were going to watch Caillou play football. Spencer actually went along with it, getting excited (and kind of confused) whenever Evan pointed to #11 on the TCU team and said that it was Caillou all grown up, playing football.

Waimea didn't fall for it. She kept begging for the real Caillou.

Friday, October 16, 2009

I can't believe it

Birth: Oct 16, 2007 2:01AM
6 lbs 14 oz

1st Birthday:

Now she's 2!

Happy Birthday, Waimea!

Tuesday, October 13, 2009

The Holy Ghost is a happy ghost

We came home from the gym this morning and found that our neighbor had decorated her front lawn area with fall and Halloween decor. The kids got excited, especially when they saw that she had put a tiny scarecrow in our yard for them. We were pointing out all the different decorations and talking about them (because, of course, Spencer had a gazillion questions) and I said to Spencer, "Look, it's a ghost. A happy ghost." (He's kind of wary of the idea of ghosts). He said, "Yes, it is a happy ghost. It's not a scary one." Pause. "It's the Holy Ghost, mommy!"

Saturday, October 3, 2009

Things Spencer finds important

Spencer has really taken a liking to photography. Random pictures show up on our camera that can only be attributed to him. Here is a sampling of things he finds important:

(Spencer pretending to be Godzilla)

(Waimea holding a toy for him)

(The newly laid tiles that he's NOT supposed to step on)

What's your favorite?

Friday, October 2, 2009

I just don't get it

Waimea gets called a boy at least once a week. I'm not kidding. The latest was yesterday. We were at the park. She was wearing bright pink shoes, flare girly jeans, a purple striped shirt that was visible beneath her yellow sweatshirt that had purple hearts all over it. How can she possibly be mistaken for a boy? Yet somehow it keeps happening. Too often. I bought the pink shoes thinking that that would be a dead giveaway. And I used to think it was her lack of hair, but now it's long enough in back. Aside from dressing her in all pink (which I absolutely refuse to do!), does anyone have any ideas? It's really starting to bug me.

I guess I shouldn't be too surprised, though. People say she looks like me, and I was sometimes mistaken for a boy, all the way into my college years. I worked for Joann's my sophomore year and I remember cutting fabric one day, and one of the kids standing with their mom said, "Is that a boy or a girl?," pointing directly at me. The mom shushed the kid, but never answered. Luckily, I don't think it has happened since then. Now, I know I'm no girly girl, but do I really look boyish? Poor Waimea; it looks like she's doomed to be like her mother.

Saturday, September 26, 2009

Out of the mouth of babes...

Spencer's friend W was over yesterday for a playdate. Near the end of his stay, he came up to me and said, "Um...why is your house so messy?"

Truth for truth, I responded, "Because I'm a slob. And because we're fixing up our house."

He replied, "It's so messy I can hardly walk."

Thanks, W, I didn't think it was quite that bad.

Friday, September 25, 2009

Go Rocket!

This post is long overdue! Nearly a month ago, Grandma and Grandpa Barlow came for a week and half visit. We had a blast! Grandma and Grandpa are GREAT with the kids, and are game for just about anything. Included in this are:

Crouching down and playing with the kids in the sandbox:

Feeding ducks while trying to avoid being attacked by a goose:

Driving out to the Howell Living History Farm, only to realize that there isn't too much to see (but at least we left with the largest carrot I've ever seen in my life):

Getting wet in the ocean, even though they didn't bring their swimsuits and weren't planning on getting wet (but it was grandpa's first time to touch the Atlantic, so at least it wasn't for naught, right?):

Letting us talk them into playing the Wii for the first time ever:

Other things they willingly did that aren't pictured included:
-doing the Philly walking tour of the downtown historical sites with kids in tow
-taking numerous "binocular walks"
-going to the Statue of Liberty with kids who have been there too many times
-playing pretend baseball at the park on labor day
-watching the kids for me each day while I went to the gym (I kept offering to take the kids with me, but they insisted on having them stay)
-watching too many Teletubby and Little Einsteins episodes (to the point where Grandpa could practically quote them word-for-word. Hence the "Go Rocket" title)

Thanks, Grandpa and Grandma, for the visit! Hope you come back soon!