so friends, another friendly "Fisher" neighborhood story.
We have a neighbor, we'll call him "Bob."
"Bob" is a nice old man. Friendly probably is his middle name.
Well we haven't seen "Bob" in awhile, 2 weeks to be exact.
2 strangers are now staying at his house, with "Bob" no where in sight. One by the name of "Calvin." The other one I'll call, "Creepy."
For the last two weeks "Calvin & Creepy" have had yard sales. Selling a dishwasher, washer, dryer, entertainment center, guitar...all new stuff...perhaps "Bob's" stuff???
Where is "Bob?"
The husband asked "Calvin" if "Bob" was on vacation..."Calvin" said "Bob" was around?? Hmmm.
Do you stay here "Calvin?"
Yep.
Something fishy is going on here.
would you call the police?
Tuesday, September 30, 2008
Sunday, September 28, 2008
last night we were superheros...
We made Superhero costumes last night...Green & Black polka dot capes.
It screams, "I'm gonna save you!'
And what's a Superhero without their doggie sidekick.
So Captain Booger joined the crew.
And what's a Superhero without their doggie sidekick.
So Captain Booger joined the crew.
(He likes it.)Later popcorn and a movie.
waiting for popcorn...ain't easy.
Slumber Parties are fun.
yours.truly.
Saturday, September 27, 2008
She's Crafty!
Today I was feeling crafty...
take a peek at what I created:
New silhouettes of the boys. They were so simple. if you want to learn how, send me a comment and I'll give you the details.
that's all folks. thanks for letting me share.
take a peek at what I created:
New silhouettes of the boys. They were so simple. if you want to learn how, send me a comment and I'll give you the details.
and 2 new pillows for my flea market find chair that I love so much.
(on a side note: the pillows were actually bought from a rummage sale, 2 for $.50!! So I removed the old covers and covered it with my own fabric..what a steal.)
Went to a few yard sales this morning with the family.
Here are my finds: (one thing you need to know about me is that i love anything "grandma." (i.e. milk glass, embroidered linens, old fashion photos...ya know... grandma stuff)
(on a side note: the pillows were actually bought from a rummage sale, 2 for $.50!! So I removed the old covers and covered it with my own fabric..what a steal.)
Went to a few yard sales this morning with the family.
Here are my finds: (one thing you need to know about me is that i love anything "grandma." (i.e. milk glass, embroidered linens, old fashion photos...ya know... grandma stuff)
she is my favorite and the frame is so awesome. well worth $2.00.
that's all folks. thanks for letting me share.
Thursday, September 25, 2008
babies
millions of thoughts running through my head.
right now...noah.
my sister had her baby. his name is noah and he is perfect.
It felt good to be there for her. To teach her things that only a fellow mom could. I treasure those moments.
Babies have been on my mind a lot lately.
As a mom of two, are we done?
When is enough?
I ponder what another baby would look like?
Are we getting too old?
It makes me sad to think it's...the end.
Dear friends of ours who are two of the greatest people I have ever meet have been a main focus of my prayers lately. They have struggled for years to get pregnant, with no results. So they decided that adoption would be their focus.
Earlier this week they met with their social worker, who told them that there is a baby available for adoption! Joy! Then came the other news, she has down syndrome.
They were happy (she is a special needs teacher)! Then came more news, she has an pretty serious heart defect.
So now they are praying for this baby's heart and that God would provide them with clarity on the decision they should make.
Say a prayer for them tonight, dear friends.
right now...noah.
my sister had her baby. his name is noah and he is perfect.
It felt good to be there for her. To teach her things that only a fellow mom could. I treasure those moments.
Babies have been on my mind a lot lately.
As a mom of two, are we done?
When is enough?
I ponder what another baby would look like?
Are we getting too old?
It makes me sad to think it's...the end.
Dear friends of ours who are two of the greatest people I have ever meet have been a main focus of my prayers lately. They have struggled for years to get pregnant, with no results. So they decided that adoption would be their focus.
Earlier this week they met with their social worker, who told them that there is a baby available for adoption! Joy! Then came the other news, she has down syndrome.
They were happy (she is a special needs teacher)! Then came more news, she has an pretty serious heart defect.
So now they are praying for this baby's heart and that God would provide them with clarity on the decision they should make.
Say a prayer for them tonight, dear friends.
Monday, September 22, 2008
up, up and away...
Sunday, September 21, 2008
weekend rundown
saturday
1) 2 hours at the car wash, i was bummed.
2) very late to a friends birthday party. better late then never. it was good to see friends we haven't seen in long time. Their son turned one, and he is so adorable!
3) rancid/h20 show at the house of blues...dinner w/ kevin, lauren, angi & ryan- a whole night! h20 was amazing, as always. rancid was awesome, until massive armpits and moshing led me & mr. fisher running.
sunday
1) the la county fair
2) one word - exhausted. ayden had a meltdown so it was rough towards the end but the start of the day we did some sledding in the snow. it was excellent.
now it's time for breakfast for dinner, laundry and the realization that the weekend is over and the work week has just begun.
1) 2 hours at the car wash, i was bummed.
2) very late to a friends birthday party. better late then never. it was good to see friends we haven't seen in long time. Their son turned one, and he is so adorable!
3) rancid/h20 show at the house of blues...dinner w/ kevin, lauren, angi & ryan- a whole night! h20 was amazing, as always. rancid was awesome, until massive armpits and moshing led me & mr. fisher running.
sunday
1) the la county fair
2) one word - exhausted. ayden had a meltdown so it was rough towards the end but the start of the day we did some sledding in the snow. it was excellent.
now it's time for breakfast for dinner, laundry and the realization that the weekend is over and the work week has just begun.
Saturday, September 20, 2008
Fisherz -N- da Hood
just when you thought nothing else could happen to us in our hood, nothing worth writing about anyway...you're wrong.
while enjoying some family time in front of the tube, watching pirates of the Caribbean, two kids came into our yard and jacked our sons skateboard off of our porch.... with us sitting right in the living room!
let me just start by saying this is the 5th skateboard that has been stolen out of our yard, amongst other things like patio umbrellas, bikes, and our dog. sometimes it's kids & sometimes it's men in trench coats (which is a lil' creepy).
So on to the tale, Mr. Fisher ran out in his undies, down the street, where they all (5) jumped into the bushes ... so he go into our car and drove after them instead. (good idea hun.)
he found them, but they just started running again. so he called the cops instead. (let's let the professionals handle this?)
30 minutes later the sheriff arrives, only to ask Mr. Fisher. "Are you still getting stuff jacked from your yard?" - Well no, we call the cops for fun! pssh.
On our list for our next trip to home depot:
barbed wire
locks
a motion light
living in da hood ain't easy!
yours.truly.
while enjoying some family time in front of the tube, watching pirates of the Caribbean, two kids came into our yard and jacked our sons skateboard off of our porch.... with us sitting right in the living room!
let me just start by saying this is the 5th skateboard that has been stolen out of our yard, amongst other things like patio umbrellas, bikes, and our dog. sometimes it's kids & sometimes it's men in trench coats (which is a lil' creepy).
So on to the tale, Mr. Fisher ran out in his undies, down the street, where they all (5) jumped into the bushes ... so he go into our car and drove after them instead. (good idea hun.)
he found them, but they just started running again. so he called the cops instead. (let's let the professionals handle this?)
30 minutes later the sheriff arrives, only to ask Mr. Fisher. "Are you still getting stuff jacked from your yard?" - Well no, we call the cops for fun! pssh.
On our list for our next trip to home depot:
barbed wire
locks
a motion light
living in da hood ain't easy!
yours.truly.
Friday, September 19, 2008
this makes me laugh...
Goodbye Toby
Jim Halpert: [after Jim paired his headset with Dwight's cell phone] Hello this is Dwight.
Pam Beesly: [over the phone] Hello is this Dwight?
Jim Halpert: Yes it is.
Pam Beesly: Oh my goodness you sound sexy.
Jim Halpert: Oh, thank you. I've been working out.
Dwight Schrute: Woah woah woah! Pam! Pam! You are not talking to Dwight right now. You are talking to Jim.
Pam Beesly: [into phone] Dwight?
Dwight Schrute: No! [waving] I'm over here!
Pam Beesly: I'm confused.
Jim Halpert: [after Jim paired his headset with Dwight's cell phone] Hello this is Dwight.
Pam Beesly: [over the phone] Hello is this Dwight?
Jim Halpert: Yes it is.
Pam Beesly: Oh my goodness you sound sexy.
Jim Halpert: Oh, thank you. I've been working out.
Dwight Schrute: Woah woah woah! Pam! Pam! You are not talking to Dwight right now. You are talking to Jim.
Pam Beesly: [into phone] Dwight?
Dwight Schrute: No! [waving] I'm over here!
Pam Beesly: I'm confused.
Thursday, September 18, 2008
a letter to Mr. Fisher
Dearest Mr. Fisher,
After working a long 40 hour day(s), you picked our boys up, came home - put away the dishes, prayed before dinner, and then we were off to Karate practice.
Although I know you were tired and had paint spots all over your head (and in your beard), the sight of Brandon busting karate moves made you laugh.
But upon coming home you get a call that it's back to work you go. Deadlines, ugh!
With no sleep in the last three days, stress the size of the empire state building, all you said was how much you wanted to lay next to me in bed! The littlest things really do matter the most.
I'm proud to call you husband.
I love you,
yours. truly.
After working a long 40 hour day(s), you picked our boys up, came home - put away the dishes, prayed before dinner, and then we were off to Karate practice.
Although I know you were tired and had paint spots all over your head (and in your beard), the sight of Brandon busting karate moves made you laugh.
But upon coming home you get a call that it's back to work you go. Deadlines, ugh!
With no sleep in the last three days, stress the size of the empire state building, all you said was how much you wanted to lay next to me in bed! The littlest things really do matter the most.
I'm proud to call you husband.
I love you,
yours. truly.
Tuesday, September 16, 2008
did you know?
1) I battle a hairy pig to bed each night?
I feel like a cowboy, I am out of breath.
He is heavy, lazy, and has nails the size of my of pinky finger (my fault I admit, deathly afraid to cut his nails)...and he hates going in the back room to sleep at night.
Who is this you ask?
B-O-O-G-E-R.
2) Put Ayden to bed. He smelt like fresh air (good choice on laundry detergent). I remember being put to bed by my dad at night, it was such a good feeling.
3) Watching Mad Men. I am addicted to this show. Late 50's, men in suits, girls in pencil skirts, lounge music...you should check it out. you won't be disappointed, I promise.
**I haven't posted any pictures lately. My camera is dead. R.I.P.
I feel like a cowboy, I am out of breath.
He is heavy, lazy, and has nails the size of my of pinky finger (my fault I admit, deathly afraid to cut his nails)...and he hates going in the back room to sleep at night.
Who is this you ask?
B-O-O-G-E-R.
2) Put Ayden to bed. He smelt like fresh air (good choice on laundry detergent). I remember being put to bed by my dad at night, it was such a good feeling.
3) Watching Mad Men. I am addicted to this show. Late 50's, men in suits, girls in pencil skirts, lounge music...you should check it out. you won't be disappointed, I promise.
**I haven't posted any pictures lately. My camera is dead. R.I.P.
things to be thankful for...
1) My husband called to just say I love you.
2) the air outside smells like a day with my grandma when I was a lil' girl.
3) The moon last night. it was amazing. take a peek tonight...
4) the word "cherish." it's such a good word, that I don't use very often but definitely should.
5) that God loves me and continues to shape me into the person He wants me to be.
6) A smile from Brandon while walking into class.
2) the air outside smells like a day with my grandma when I was a lil' girl.
3) The moon last night. it was amazing. take a peek tonight...
4) the word "cherish." it's such a good word, that I don't use very often but definitely should.
5) that God loves me and continues to shape me into the person He wants me to be.
6) A smile from Brandon while walking into class.
Monday, September 15, 2008
today I feel blessed...
because my son gave me a drawing of a heart and a piece of licorce. he knows the way to my heart.
Sunday, September 14, 2008
date night - aftermath
btw- The husband didn't fall asleep during date night.
he was a trooper and we had one of the greatest conversations a wife could ask for.
he made me smile, ear to ear, all night.
he was a trooper and we had one of the greatest conversations a wife could ask for.
he made me smile, ear to ear, all night.
i *heart* sundays
Today was top of the list. A perfect day.
Morning started, breakfast with the husband & boys at Starbucks. Excellent Oatmeal and a coffee. bliss.
9:30 - on our way to the beach with the other fisher family: lauren, kevin, olivia and toby in tow...to lil' Corona.
Arrived. Claimed our spot. Played in the ocean. Toby's first time. (Being able to experience anything for the first time thru the eyes of a child has to be the best things in the world btw)
Lunch time consisted of handmade PB&J's. Sometimes there just isn't anything better.
While enjoying some one on one in the tide pools, a "ballsy" bird creeped into Aunt Lauren's bag, and swiped Olivia's "noch." Or sandwich for all us folks. Screams heard across the beach, for the capture of dear Olivia's "noch!" The bird was taking no prisoners and would not let go of this "noch" still in the Ziploc bag (which withstood some pretty rough antics...proof those suckers are worth every penny).
Grandma distraught over the well being of the bird, decided to climb some pretty slippery rocks to capture the "noch," fearing the bird would choke on plastic trying to reach the treasured sandwich. That didn't work out so well. But the plastic bag did wash a shore later that day, so we know the bird survived, but I think Olivia was traumatized.
The boys enjoyed more hermit crab hunting (no killing in the process- just observations). My husband enjoyed being an explorer but was booted out by some "environment hippies" (as he called them) for the safety of the tide pools. He was bitter.
So we called it a day. Pictures to be continued...
Got home. A load of laundry later, left for dinner at a friends house.
Dinner was fantastic. Good food and some of the best people in the world seated around me. Who we love deeply.
Now, the weekend is over. Catching up on my blog and about to hit some zzzz's.
Nite.
Yours. truly.
Morning started, breakfast with the husband & boys at Starbucks. Excellent Oatmeal and a coffee. bliss.
9:30 - on our way to the beach with the other fisher family: lauren, kevin, olivia and toby in tow...to lil' Corona.
Arrived. Claimed our spot. Played in the ocean. Toby's first time. (Being able to experience anything for the first time thru the eyes of a child has to be the best things in the world btw)
Lunch time consisted of handmade PB&J's. Sometimes there just isn't anything better.
While enjoying some one on one in the tide pools, a "ballsy" bird creeped into Aunt Lauren's bag, and swiped Olivia's "noch." Or sandwich for all us folks. Screams heard across the beach, for the capture of dear Olivia's "noch!" The bird was taking no prisoners and would not let go of this "noch" still in the Ziploc bag (which withstood some pretty rough antics...proof those suckers are worth every penny).
Grandma distraught over the well being of the bird, decided to climb some pretty slippery rocks to capture the "noch," fearing the bird would choke on plastic trying to reach the treasured sandwich. That didn't work out so well. But the plastic bag did wash a shore later that day, so we know the bird survived, but I think Olivia was traumatized.
The boys enjoyed more hermit crab hunting (no killing in the process- just observations). My husband enjoyed being an explorer but was booted out by some "environment hippies" (as he called them) for the safety of the tide pools. He was bitter.
So we called it a day. Pictures to be continued...
Got home. A load of laundry later, left for dinner at a friends house.
Dinner was fantastic. Good food and some of the best people in the world seated around me. Who we love deeply.
Now, the weekend is over. Catching up on my blog and about to hit some zzzz's.
Nite.
Yours. truly.
Friday, September 12, 2008
Date Night
Tonight is date night with the husband...
It should be pretty funny.
He's been awake for almost 2 days straight...
he might fall asleep in his dinner plate.
to be continued....
It should be pretty funny.
He's been awake for almost 2 days straight...
he might fall asleep in his dinner plate.
to be continued....
Thursday, September 11, 2008
Jesus for President
Lately at the Fisher Household, my husband and I have been having some pretty intense conversations about the Presidential Candidacy. Overall, we have very different ideas and opinions. But it has been refreshing to be able to talk so openly with someone who is knowledgeable about the issues and has his own opinion. Which in this day and age is commendable.
So I started reading this book called Jesus for President. In times like these, I need to focus my attention not on a man to lead our country but on God who created it.
Snapshots of political imagination … the question is not are we political, but how are we political. Not are we relevant, but are we peculiar? The answer lies in how we embody what we believe. Our greatest challenge is to maintain the distinctiveness of our faith in a world gone mad. And all of creation waits, groans, for a people who live God’s dream with fresh imagination.
So I started reading this book called Jesus for President. In times like these, I need to focus my attention not on a man to lead our country but on God who created it.
Snapshots of political imagination … the question is not are we political, but how are we political. Not are we relevant, but are we peculiar? The answer lies in how we embody what we believe. Our greatest challenge is to maintain the distinctiveness of our faith in a world gone mad. And all of creation waits, groans, for a people who live God’s dream with fresh imagination. Time to turn off the TV.
Wednesday, September 10, 2008
Basket Head Mother
Sometimes life feels this way.
I really enjoyed this quote by Author Anna Quindlen who reminds us not to rush past the fleeting moments.{or if I could enter here-the basket-head mother syndrome} She said:
“The biggest mistake I made [as a parent] is the one that most of us make. . . . I did not live in the moment enough. This is particularly clear now that the moment is gone, captured only in photographs. There is one picture of [my three children] sitting in the grass on a quilt in the shadow of the swing set on a summer day, ages six, four, and one. And I wish I could remember what we ate, and what we talked about, and how they sounded, and how they looked when they slept that night. I wish I had not been in such a hurry to get on to the next thing: dinner, bath, book, bed. I wish I had treasured the doing a little more and the getting it done a little less”(Loud and Clear [2004], 10–11).
Reading this made me feel incredibly sad. I don't want to be a basket head mother. I want to cherish every moment of their lives, from the smallest to the gigantic.
Today I'm removing my basket!
I really enjoyed this quote by Author Anna Quindlen who reminds us not to rush past the fleeting moments.{or if I could enter here-the basket-head mother syndrome} She said:
“The biggest mistake I made [as a parent] is the one that most of us make. . . . I did not live in the moment enough. This is particularly clear now that the moment is gone, captured only in photographs. There is one picture of [my three children] sitting in the grass on a quilt in the shadow of the swing set on a summer day, ages six, four, and one. And I wish I could remember what we ate, and what we talked about, and how they sounded, and how they looked when they slept that night. I wish I had not been in such a hurry to get on to the next thing: dinner, bath, book, bed. I wish I had treasured the doing a little more and the getting it done a little less”(Loud and Clear [2004], 10–11).
Reading this made me feel incredibly sad. I don't want to be a basket head mother. I want to cherish every moment of their lives, from the smallest to the gigantic.
Today I'm removing my basket!
Monday, September 8, 2008
Beach Day
Tuesday, September 2, 2008
Change
Life has been changing in our house, drastically.
Kyle's business is steadily growing and he is gone out of town pretty much every week. I am humbled by him and how hard he works for our family. We are so blessed!
Work for me continues to get busier. It's still hard for me to juggle work, family and the house...but each day gets alittle better. I try not to let things get to overwhelming around the house like dishes or laundry because for me that's a definite break down waiting to happen. A load a day, my trick for sanity.
Ayden is potty training! He has decided that he wants his poop to go in the potty. Yesterday he visited the bathroom for every occasion. I don't know what he likes more, flushing or the special treat he gets from the goody jar once he's complete. Candy Mommy?
He's such a hard worker.
Brandon is doing great in school. Working hard at reading and he has a great teacher. He starts Karate next week. Which I am so excited about! I think it'll be great for him. Pictures to come!
Kyle's business is steadily growing and he is gone out of town pretty much every week. I am humbled by him and how hard he works for our family. We are so blessed!
Work for me continues to get busier. It's still hard for me to juggle work, family and the house...but each day gets alittle better. I try not to let things get to overwhelming around the house like dishes or laundry because for me that's a definite break down waiting to happen. A load a day, my trick for sanity.
Ayden is potty training! He has decided that he wants his poop to go in the potty. Yesterday he visited the bathroom for every occasion. I don't know what he likes more, flushing or the special treat he gets from the goody jar once he's complete. Candy Mommy?
He's such a hard worker.
Brandon is doing great in school. Working hard at reading and he has a great teacher. He starts Karate next week. Which I am so excited about! I think it'll be great for him. Pictures to come!
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