Friday, January 29, 2010

A New Blog

I started a new blog. Here's the link: Creative Copycat.

Wednesday, January 27, 2010

Am I Crazy?

I started school yesterday. Now I have homework again. And an even crazier schedule. What was I thinking!?

It's just Mercer County Community College, and it's just two courses. And it's something I'm actually very interested in (for once), so it's really not that bad. But it's been 7 years since I've sat in a classroom. And the sting of 7 graduate school rejections (and no acceptances) is still there, followed by the doubts that I'll finish the certificates (in architectural computer-aided drafting and architectural technology) and then get rejected from all places of employment I apply to. Add that to the fact that the courses I'm taking now have prerequisites that should be fresh in my memory, but I took them 7 years ago, while applying for grad school, and I don't know how much I remember (well, actually I do know--practically nothing!). So I can't help but ask myself if I'm asking for failure.

Any words of encouragement? Or should I get out while I can...

Monday, January 18, 2010

Happy Birthday, Eh-eh

Happy 27th, Erik!

(He's single and in med school...)

Sunday, January 17, 2010

More Silliness

The kids built a snowman and used tortilla chips as the buttons, olives as the eyes, and a carrot for the nose. Needless to say, the accessories were missing within hours. Lunch for the local squirrels, perhaps?
The hardest part about Winter: the kids are always wanting to go swimming. So they pretend:
Waimea puts her swimming suit on over her clothes almost daily.
Waimea's favorite thing to do: brush her teeth. She's even found a perfect spot to do it:
And she doesn't stop at her own toothbrush. She has to brush her teeth with everyone's toothbrush.
Falling asleep sitting up while Christmas shopping. Not really that silly, but cute at the time.

Thursday, January 14, 2010

Christmas and Santa

In Finland, it is tradition to have Santa Claus come visit on Christmas Eve, and then to open all gifts after he leaves, instead of Christmas morning. Growing up, this is what my family did. And we loved it. My parents usually had a neighbor or home teacher dress up as Santa. Santa would bring in a bag of gifts, make some senseless chit chat, grab a present from the bag and have each of us come up to retrieve the present and sit on his lap.

We have continued this tradition with our children when we spend Christmas with my family. Except now we don't bother to ask a neighbor or home teacher to be Santa. Instead, my brother, Jokke usually volunteers. I think this year may be his last, though. Here's why:

When Jokke (aka Santa) rang the doorbell, ringing his santa bells, the kids got so excited and started running around yelling, "Santa's here, Santa's here." But the minute we opened the door, Waimea got even more excited and said, pointing at him, "Jokke, Jokke, Jokke." And Evan, who was right next to her, said, "No, Waimea, that's Santa." Luckily she believed him and proceeded to chant Santa instead.

Second problem: when Jokke (dressed as Santa) calls out his own name to retrieve a present from his bag and he's not there to get it, usually we just say (for the kids' sake, of course) that he's in the bathroom, and then have Santa leave the present in Jokke's spot on the couch. This year after Jokke came back "from the bathroom," Spencer turned to him and said, "Jokke, why are you always in the bathroom when Santa comes?"

We think he's catching on.

We'll have to figure out something else next time.

Wednesday, January 13, 2010

Question of the day...

Would you be more inclined to buy a home that had carpet or hardwood floors in all the bedrooms?

Please give us your honest opinion. We're vacillating and can't decide.