Perfect Pairings x 3

Well, here it is 4:15 AM, and no sleep in sight.  I long for some uninterrupted sleep, but with this cough/cold /flu/nigh on to dying illness that I've have obtained, it just isn't happening.  So, what are blogs for if not to pass the insomnia time away.

We have had our hands full lately.  Between me trying to get my head around my new job position, the girls random pattern of school days and various snow days, and trying to keep Harry from licking his, well, you know, we have had some busy days.  So, I'll get you up to date and try to add some perfect pairings along the way.

Snow days:  I think all the world has had a snow day as of late, well at least here in the states.  The girls informed me they have make up days scheduled into June.  It's going to be a short summer.  But, snow days make for good sledding days.  Photo credit goes to the Captain - love this shot.

This was almost a good sledding day turned bad though.  Remember a long time ago when I told you about the infamous hill with the creek at the bottom?  Well, let's just say Marissa found the creek. 

She was okay, thank goodness, but I think she has found new meaning to the word "BAIL". 

Perfect Pairing:

Job 37:10

By the breath of God ice is given, and the broad waters are frozen fast.

 

And speaking of ice, tis the season for ice skating.  The girls are doing their thing again with ice skating lessons.  Surprisingly, they have been able to make it for all of their sessions without any weather cancellations at all.  Seems it only snows on Mondays round these parts. 

 



They always enjoy the lessons and have improved a lot.  I am glad to see them out and moving this time of year when the winter duldrums set in. 

Perfect Pairing:

Psalm 126:2

Then our mouth was filled with laughter, and our tongue with shouts of joy; then they said among the nations, “The Lord has done great things for them.”

And lest we forget, there is Harry.  Always Harry.  Harry got well, you know, neutered, this past week.  He has had to wear the cone of shame so he doesn't lick his, well, you know, wound.  If you think he was mad at me for the haircut, well ....

....actually, I think we have made up.  I could only stand to see him knock his cone into things for so long, before I had to haul him on my lap and give in to those big brown eyes. 

Pefect Pairing:

Isaiah 56:3

3 Let not the foreigner who has joined himself to the Lord say,

“The Lord will surely separate me from his people”;

and let not the eunuch say,

“Behold, I am a dry tree.”

Well, that's an interesting verse.  Hmmm, but yes, Harry's "dry tree" has healed up rather nicely.

On a more somber note, my dad was admitted to the hospital again the other day.  He has a little pneumonia, a urinary tract infection and a good old sinusitus.  Praying that all these little things don't add up to a big long hospital stay again.  We'll take as many prayers as you can give us.

Head on over to Baloney's for some more perfect pairing action!

Going for Gold

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Skaters Away!

We had a fun New Year's Day adventure .... we went ice skating yesterday! Good northwest Iowa New Year's Day thing to do right? My buttocks really hurt. Not only does ice skating require engaging muscles seldom used on a daily basis, I also spent half the time crouched over my somewhat reluctant four year old daughter, pushing her around the rink with her little skalker ( sniglet for skating walker - more on that later - and see previous post). Seriously, we had a lot of fun!

Marissa asked her best friend Abby along too. It was Abby's first time skating. But, one change of wet, icy pants, a really cold bottom, and a couple of banged up knees later - she had the hang of it and was skating like a pro. Marissa had her share of spills and thrills too, but they were really too busy giggling to notice. Better their young bodies falling on the ice than mine. One spill from me and they would just have to call out the Zamboni and spray me with a very large jet of water toward the nearest door. It would not be pretty.

I did manage to stay semi-upright. No falls. Maren, of course did not go easily or quietly, as is her nature. She was all for the cute little figure skates, thought the skalker ( they are these little mini skating walkers that kids scoot across the ice and hang onto while they are learning to skate) was great, and stepped one dainty little foot out onto the ice and screamed bloody murder. You'd think Tonya Harding had just swooped by and taken a club to her knee! That left the Captain and I coaxing and sweet-talking her to try it again for a good portion of the afternoon, and once we accomplished that, we took turns stooping over the skalker while she enjoyed gliding along and looking cute. Anytime either one of us stopped doing this, she would protest - LOUDLY. Finally, it was the Captain's turn to skalk the skalker and he stood up to take a break. Maren looked at him, took pity, and proceeded to skate off without him and made five more laps, all by herself - no help needed. Little Miss Independent. She did us proud - the skating - not the attitude.

And that is why my buttocks, no, let's just be honest, that is why my almost thirty nine in 2009 year old A** hurts really bad!