[We] knew it , [we] knew it.
Our offer's been accepted! Whew. Now to get all riled and worked up for closing on November 13th. Or try obsteniently to avoid getting riled up, however difficult that may prove. Which it will.
The house is not completed, so we've had the (should I say the word opportunity?) opportunity to pick out a few things like flooring, light fixtures, appliances, and a few upgrades. I had a nervous breakdown at the light fixture place. That may have been my AHA! moment. Realization hit with the force of a ton of bricks. I am OCD. I relish when I am in control. I grasp wildly at straws and want the unknown figured out immediately when I am not. Which leads to buyer impulses I'd rather not talk about right now (hang head sheepishly here). So what do I do? Go into counseling to figure out how to be less OCD? Try to work on it myself? Or just understand that's how it is with me. Is this OCD friend or foe?
I've made a list (yeah, okay a totally OCD thing to do).
OCD is FRIENDLY when:
-I make lists
-I teach Sunbeams
-I organize my closets
-I get a calendar together
-it's flu season
-I make cards
-I clean
-I make binders for easy access games, lesson plans and ideas for the future
-I take notes
OCD is a MEAN SOB when:
-I try to choose bronze fixtures from a pile of 15 different bronze samples (who knew they had that many types of bronze?)
-I look over wood color choices, "do I want oak expresso? walnut expresso? 3 inch across, 2 inch across? glossy(this is called traditional, I later learned) or hand scraped? Wait, will that lighter color still look good with the kitchen cabinets? But I want darker, right? Juan, what do you want? Oh, okay darker. But do I really like that?"
-try to organize items for a garage sale. It's all for a GARAGE SALE, no one cares, stop worrying about where to put the candles, will ya?
-I'm running on empty, yet the cleaning's not done...4 in the morning is not really all that late afterall.
-I am "dusting" levelors, which turns into taking a damp rag and going over each individual levelor 3-4 times til you feel smooth metal/plastic with no trace signs of the slightest dust bunny. Dare I say it....I washed the levelors.
So, all in all, I think I'll keep it. Surely the positive outweigh the negative. At least that's what I'm telling myself.
WOO HOO! Looks like we'll be in a house by Thanksgiving.
Tuesday, October 13, 2009
Monday, October 5, 2009
We're excited....but not official...
We made an offer on a house! We don't know if it's going to be accepted, but we sure hope so.
So we thought we made pics only exclusive to a few on Facebook, ends up we didn't. If you are looking at the pics on Facebook, know it's not official. We hope so and really want it to happen, but don't know anything yet.
We will let you know when we do!
So we thought we made pics only exclusive to a few on Facebook, ends up we didn't. If you are looking at the pics on Facebook, know it's not official. We hope so and really want it to happen, but don't know anything yet.
We will let you know when we do!
Friday, September 25, 2009
Active Yeast, Soaker and Biga
Surprised? Twice in one month. I mean thrice, if you count the card post. But Lindy says I can't count it as a real post, so twice.
I made bread! Okay, so I cheated and went to see the bread lady (www.kneadfulthingsnow.com ), and Mom is mortified this is the first time I've made bread in my life since we grew up on her homemade cinnamon buns and all kinds of homemade bread. But I made my first ever loaf of bread. And it's wholewheat buttermilk none the less.
And our camera is broken, so I can't show you a picture of my perfect little loaf, but I did it!
Now, I have to do it all on my own, no biga and soaker pre-mades to fall back on. And I will.....first I need to find 15% protein wholewheat flour. Good luck, right? I'll probably just order some from the bread lady. She's pretty much awesome.
I kneaded like crazy, even other people in the class who make bread all the time said it was busy work; but I wanted my gluten strands long and perfect and my dough smooth as a baby's bottom. AND I wanted it to pass the window pane test, which it did not, but kneading for over 2 hours just isn't normal.
And my little loaf of bread looks SOOO good. Almost looks like it can't possibly be wheat bread. I am so excited.
Next, I'm trying out Alicia's directions to see if I can make the Hansen Famous Loaves.
I made bread...now on to the canning and jam making!
I made bread! Okay, so I cheated and went to see the bread lady (www.kneadfulthingsnow.com ), and Mom is mortified this is the first time I've made bread in my life since we grew up on her homemade cinnamon buns and all kinds of homemade bread. But I made my first ever loaf of bread. And it's wholewheat buttermilk none the less.
And our camera is broken, so I can't show you a picture of my perfect little loaf, but I did it!
Now, I have to do it all on my own, no biga and soaker pre-mades to fall back on. And I will.....first I need to find 15% protein wholewheat flour. Good luck, right? I'll probably just order some from the bread lady. She's pretty much awesome.
I kneaded like crazy, even other people in the class who make bread all the time said it was busy work; but I wanted my gluten strands long and perfect and my dough smooth as a baby's bottom. AND I wanted it to pass the window pane test, which it did not, but kneading for over 2 hours just isn't normal.
And my little loaf of bread looks SOOO good. Almost looks like it can't possibly be wheat bread. I am so excited.
Next, I'm trying out Alicia's directions to see if I can make the Hansen Famous Loaves.
I made bread...now on to the canning and jam making!
Saturday, September 19, 2009
The Real Deal...
Here I sit. I've just watched "Ghost" on TV, courtesy of Lifetime Network's assumed tribute to Patrick Swayze. First watch of the entire movie, and my, technology and special effects have come a long way. Not to mention, I think Demi Moore looks younger today than she does in "Ghost". Really? Right...date a younger...er, marry a younger man and you'll spotaneously look younger. Naturally, those vacations for weeks at a time to Brazil and Mexico were simply vacations, no time spent under a surgeon's knife. Wha....? NEVER. Never ever....who done it?
I feel as though I don't have much to report. We teach our sunbeams, who have come so very far, leaps and bounds over the last few weeks. Just in time for the next class, indeed. Those 3 and 4 yr old souls capture me wholly and unequivocally. A few weeks ago, one of our cuties attached his tiny arms of steel around my neck and simply refused to disengage, despite bribes of extra lemon drops, pleading and begging. I carried him out to his car where, sadly I admit, I proceeded to trick him into his car seat. He was pretty well adjusted by the next week, great thing about 3 yr olds, simply resilient. We still do quite a few wiggle exercises, truth be told, mostly for Juan and me! They are fabulous, fun and fanatical about lemon drops. We looked high a low for a treat for especially good days (2 don't like chocolate, 3 don't like pretzels, 3 won't eat goldfish, 1 hates animal crakers) and found lemon drops to be the one and only treat they ALL go ape for. Lemon drops you ask? How in heaven's earthly name did we figure out the lemon drops? Our lesson on "I love my home" invovled a quick story on Brigham Young and his beehive home and how he handed out lemon drops to visitors.....I was very hesitant to hand each child the lip puckering morsels and absolutely shocked to hear requests for seconds... ha, the key to eternal perfection in each child's actions...loverly, just loverly, lemon drops.
In other news, Daisy got her first ever name tag....I told her if she could manage to stay alive for 7 years, I'd break down and get her one. I caved and bought one at 6 1/2 years, but figure she's been through enough and I've been through enough, what's half a year early? She keeps trying to move more slowly, to keep her tags from clinking together too violently. In due time, she'll adjust and now if she's lost, there's a tag with her name and my number, so maybe she'll survive. Hopefully, anyway. If she can manage to stop barking at whoever finds her long enough for them to help her. Doubtful.
Non-challenge. One more word to add to my "never should have said it" dictionary. That's right, they just said 'non-challenge' on a lower-your-cholesterol-Honey-Nut-Cheerios commercial. Why not state it's 'easy', instead of making a oxymoron out of everything.
Challenge: I'm going to stop doing it myself. No longer will I claim taking out the trash to be 'sanitary take out'. No more with the 'painfully simple' statement when I cook hamburger helper. 'Never more', 'clear as mud', 'pretty ugly', 'exact estimate' (at work), 'original copies' (work), 'alone together', 'same difference', oh the list goes on and on.
I spend too much time being dry and sarcastic. I'll now try to be uplifting and exciting. Greatly impressed with others acheivements, optimistic when others complain (no more comiserating), happily thrilled with the joy's of work and challenges.
Oh, who am I kidding? That is seriously funny. The sweet sorrow of realization hits. I attempt a rolling stop, but to no avail. 'Good grief' comes my silent scream.
I cannot deny my contradictous self. On with life. Being one with my oxymoron thoughts.
ENJOY! :) It's unbearably doable.
I feel as though I don't have much to report. We teach our sunbeams, who have come so very far, leaps and bounds over the last few weeks. Just in time for the next class, indeed. Those 3 and 4 yr old souls capture me wholly and unequivocally. A few weeks ago, one of our cuties attached his tiny arms of steel around my neck and simply refused to disengage, despite bribes of extra lemon drops, pleading and begging. I carried him out to his car where, sadly I admit, I proceeded to trick him into his car seat. He was pretty well adjusted by the next week, great thing about 3 yr olds, simply resilient. We still do quite a few wiggle exercises, truth be told, mostly for Juan and me! They are fabulous, fun and fanatical about lemon drops. We looked high a low for a treat for especially good days (2 don't like chocolate, 3 don't like pretzels, 3 won't eat goldfish, 1 hates animal crakers) and found lemon drops to be the one and only treat they ALL go ape for. Lemon drops you ask? How in heaven's earthly name did we figure out the lemon drops? Our lesson on "I love my home" invovled a quick story on Brigham Young and his beehive home and how he handed out lemon drops to visitors.....I was very hesitant to hand each child the lip puckering morsels and absolutely shocked to hear requests for seconds... ha, the key to eternal perfection in each child's actions...loverly, just loverly, lemon drops.
In other news, Daisy got her first ever name tag....I told her if she could manage to stay alive for 7 years, I'd break down and get her one. I caved and bought one at 6 1/2 years, but figure she's been through enough and I've been through enough, what's half a year early? She keeps trying to move more slowly, to keep her tags from clinking together too violently. In due time, she'll adjust and now if she's lost, there's a tag with her name and my number, so maybe she'll survive. Hopefully, anyway. If she can manage to stop barking at whoever finds her long enough for them to help her. Doubtful.
Non-challenge. One more word to add to my "never should have said it" dictionary. That's right, they just said 'non-challenge' on a lower-your-cholesterol-Honey-Nut-Cheerios commercial. Why not state it's 'easy', instead of making a oxymoron out of everything.
Challenge: I'm going to stop doing it myself. No longer will I claim taking out the trash to be 'sanitary take out'. No more with the 'painfully simple' statement when I cook hamburger helper. 'Never more', 'clear as mud', 'pretty ugly', 'exact estimate' (at work), 'original copies' (work), 'alone together', 'same difference', oh the list goes on and on.
I spend too much time being dry and sarcastic. I'll now try to be uplifting and exciting. Greatly impressed with others acheivements, optimistic when others complain (no more comiserating), happily thrilled with the joy's of work and challenges.
Oh, who am I kidding? That is seriously funny. The sweet sorrow of realization hits. I attempt a rolling stop, but to no avail. 'Good grief' comes my silent scream.
I cannot deny my contradictous self. On with life. Being one with my oxymoron thoughts.
ENJOY! :) It's unbearably doable.
Monday, September 14, 2009
Doot dah doo dah doo....
Ummm, really? I'm speechless. Were are my strong-armed bullies who yell at me to get to it? Where? What? When? HUH? Have I been busy?...well, yes...after a fashion. Work WAS busy from May to August....but really...not like it comes home with me. Oh fear, dread and jelly beans...WHATEVER have I been doing? NOT Blogging, that's for sure.
Okay, so I've made some cards....get ready...lots and lots of pics...
FRONT: The Big Day
Inside The Big Day
"Bee Happy"- LOL, I love it!
They are much cuter in person....but I guess you'll just have to put in an order!! :) Each card is $3.99. And it will come with it's own envelope and tons of cuteness all provided courtesy of Kourtney's Kreations!
Okay, so I've made some cards....get ready...lots and lots of pics...
FRONT: The Big Day
Inside The Big Day
"Bee Happy"- LOL, I love it!
They are much cuter in person....but I guess you'll just have to put in an order!! :) Each card is $3.99. And it will come with it's own envelope and tons of cuteness all provided courtesy of Kourtney's Kreations!
Thursday, June 18, 2009
Free Giveaway on the Ready Store!!!
Friday, May 29, 2009
I really can be quite creative when I put my mind to it...
Most recent creation: Mom's birthday card....yes, it's homemade! I make to order on these. For a one a kind card, call 979.574.7510
"Homemade card by your daughter: PRICELESS"
Made with love by Kourtney with a K Creations
These were made for an Activity Days Program. They are little Hershey nuggets wrapped in paper, flowers with silver dot centers and a label saying "Treasure the Temple". Our activity day was all about the importance of temples.
Made this for Jefferson's first birthday...pretty cute, huh? You cut pictures and attach to the squares for a one of a kind multi-picture frame.
First cake attempt....we're working on it..slowly we'll get it figured out!
This is the oh so famous tradition of the garter the girls make for their dates to wear on their arm for Homecoming. Yes, I DID make those clothes for the little bears. And YES, I do take order for garters and mums. Seriously. If you live in Texas, you know this is a mandatory evil for your homecoming football games and dance. So call to place an order (979.574.7510). The deadline for orders is one week before Homecoming every year. If order received later a $15 fee is added.
Easter cookies circa 2008
"Homemade card by your daughter: PRICELESS"
Made with love by Kourtney with a K Creations
These were made for an Activity Days Program. They are little Hershey nuggets wrapped in paper, flowers with silver dot centers and a label saying "Treasure the Temple". Our activity day was all about the importance of temples.
Made this for Jefferson's first birthday...pretty cute, huh? You cut pictures and attach to the squares for a one of a kind multi-picture frame.
First cake attempt....we're working on it..slowly we'll get it figured out!
This is the oh so famous tradition of the garter the girls make for their dates to wear on their arm for Homecoming. Yes, I DID make those clothes for the little bears. And YES, I do take order for garters and mums. Seriously. If you live in Texas, you know this is a mandatory evil for your homecoming football games and dance. So call to place an order (979.574.7510). The deadline for orders is one week before Homecoming every year. If order received later a $15 fee is added.
Easter cookies circa 2008
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