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Friday, August 14, 2009
Thursday, August 13, 2009
Summer Job
Riley woke up this morning ready to leave for Nana Susie's because today was his "go away" party. He said they were having "go away cake" and "go away presents". He couldn't walk when we started going to Nana's and now a new chapter begins on Monday with the start of preschool. WOW!
At least he has his first job behind him.
He and W, the neighbor, set up a lemonade stand last weekend. Our neighborhood had a neighborhood garage sale so the potential customers were there.
The problem was not with the customers, but the customer service. I headed up the lemonade stand and my employees drank the profits then walked out on the job.
They didn't leave when it was slow either! They waited for rush hour.
I'm pretty sure there will be a coaching for improvement for the next job. :)
Maybe they didn't like their current working conditions (signs attached with blue tape to an old entertainment center). HA!
At least he has his first job behind him.
He and W, the neighbor, set up a lemonade stand last weekend. Our neighborhood had a neighborhood garage sale so the potential customers were there.
The problem was not with the customers, but the customer service. I headed up the lemonade stand and my employees drank the profits then walked out on the job.
They didn't leave when it was slow either! They waited for rush hour.
I'm pretty sure there will be a coaching for improvement for the next job. :)
Maybe they didn't like their current working conditions (signs attached with blue tape to an old entertainment center). HA!
Monday, August 10, 2009
Physician's Formula Make up
I have tried about four different make up brands in the last few months ranging from high end to low end and I'm really impressed with Physician's Formula.
Has anyone else tried this? I have a few different products and so far they have not disappointed. You can try it free here.
Sunday, August 9, 2009
DADDADADADAD, slurp, slurp, slurp.....I like it.
I realize this may forfeit my nomination for mother of the year.
If it's any consolation, they are sugar free Flavor Ice and they are GOOD!
Look what I found 5 min later after downloading this video.
He jumped himself into a nap...literally.
(yes, he was being supervised by the Commander)
If it's any consolation, they are sugar free Flavor Ice and they are GOOD!
Look what I found 5 min later after downloading this video.
He jumped himself into a nap...literally.
(yes, he was being supervised by the Commander)
Outlaws
Do you have an outlaw, love an outlaw, or know anyone who generally supports outlaws?
How about displaying their smiling mug shot here?
Available at www.allyoopdesigns1.com
Friday, August 7, 2009
A boy's world.
There are many times when I'm watching the four year old play with a truck and I catch myself thinking "I just don't get it."
When I was growing up girls dominated both sides of my family. My maternal grandmother had three girls and one boy. Her grand kids are all girls with one boy and the great-grand kids are all boys with one girl. I believe there are 12 boys with one girl to be exact! My dad has a sister, Nanny, who also has two daughters similar in age to my sister and me.
There were lots of dolls everywhere I went and now there are big trucks, small trucks, trash trucks, fire trucks, dump trucks, trucks for outside, trucks for inside, Tonka trucks, construction trucks, old trucks, and new trucks. How many trucks can boys possibly play with before they find them the same? or dare I say...boring.
The commander, his dad, and I took the 4 year old to see monster trucks this summer while Nana kept Caden. This is where I had the epiphony that I just don't get it.
There I watched three generations mesmerized with monster trucks, tough trucks, and four wheelers. (pictures below for the girly-girls)
The funny and great thing I've learned about boys is they are just so easy and care free. It doesn't matter what clothes they are wearing or if they are even wearing clothes at all. The four year old dressed himself today and I was just so proud that it wasn't until he was at the babysitter's that I realized he wasn't wearing underwear. He didn't mind at all. HA!
When I was growing up girls dominated both sides of my family. My maternal grandmother had three girls and one boy. Her grand kids are all girls with one boy and the great-grand kids are all boys with one girl. I believe there are 12 boys with one girl to be exact! My dad has a sister, Nanny, who also has two daughters similar in age to my sister and me.
There were lots of dolls everywhere I went and now there are big trucks, small trucks, trash trucks, fire trucks, dump trucks, trucks for outside, trucks for inside, Tonka trucks, construction trucks, old trucks, and new trucks. How many trucks can boys possibly play with before they find them the same? or dare I say...boring.
The commander, his dad, and I took the 4 year old to see monster trucks this summer while Nana kept Caden. This is where I had the epiphony that I just don't get it.
There I watched three generations mesmerized with monster trucks, tough trucks, and four wheelers. (pictures below for the girly-girls)
The funny and great thing I've learned about boys is they are just so easy and care free. It doesn't matter what clothes they are wearing or if they are even wearing clothes at all. The four year old dressed himself today and I was just so proud that it wasn't until he was at the babysitter's that I realized he wasn't wearing underwear. He didn't mind at all. HA!
Saturday, August 1, 2009
Introducing....AllyOopDesigns1
I would like to announce the grand opening of AllyOopDesigns1 on Etsy.
I have to give credit to my mom for helping me pull this together. She went above and beyond with the aprons and no detail went unnoticed. I'm so proud of the quality that went into creating these unique, one of a kind aprons. Thanks mom! I enjoyed hearing your stories about your different sewing experiences through the years. She also gave me a copy of the poem below explaining the history of aprons which was passed along from her sister.
In honor of my grand opening, I'm giving away one of these aprons.
Here's how you can win:
1 entry : leave a comment and become a follower.
Here's how you can win:
1 entry : leave a comment and become a follower.
1 entry: Announce the grand opening of http://www.allyoopdesigns1.etsy.com/ on your blog
1 entry: Add Allyoopdesigns1.etsy.com to your Etsy favorites. (Be sure to leave a comment to let me know)
The contest ends August 15 and the winner will be selected using random.org on August 16.
Thanks for entering and spreading the word.
The History of Aprons.
The principal use of Grandma’s apron was to protect the dress underneath, because she only had a few, it was easier to wash aprons than dresses and they used less material, but along with that, it served as a potholder for removing hot pans from the oven.
It was wonderful for drying children’s tears, and on occasion was even used for cleaning out dirty ears.
From the chicken coop, the apron was used for carrying eggs, fussy chicks, and sometimes half-hatched eggs to be finished in the warming oven.
When company came, those aprons were ideal hiding places for shy kids.
And when the weather was cold, grandma wrapped it around her arms.
Those big old aprons wiped many a perspiring brow, bent over the hot wood stove.
Chips and kindling wood were brought into the kitchen in that apron.
From the garden, it carried all sorts of vegetables.. After the peas had been shelled, it carried out the hulls.
In the fall, the apron was used to bring in apples that had fallen from the trees.
When unexpected company drove up the road, it was surprising how much furniture that old apron could dust in a matter of seconds.
When dinner was ready, Grandma walked out onto the porch, waved her apron, and the men knew it was time to come in from the fields to dinner.
It will be a long time before someone invents something that will replace that ‘old-time apron’ that served so many purposes.
Send this to those who would know, and love, the story about Grandma’s aprons.
It was wonderful for drying children’s tears, and on occasion was even used for cleaning out dirty ears.
From the chicken coop, the apron was used for carrying eggs, fussy chicks, and sometimes half-hatched eggs to be finished in the warming oven.
When company came, those aprons were ideal hiding places for shy kids.
And when the weather was cold, grandma wrapped it around her arms.
Those big old aprons wiped many a perspiring brow, bent over the hot wood stove.
Chips and kindling wood were brought into the kitchen in that apron.
From the garden, it carried all sorts of vegetables.. After the peas had been shelled, it carried out the hulls.
In the fall, the apron was used to bring in apples that had fallen from the trees.
When unexpected company drove up the road, it was surprising how much furniture that old apron could dust in a matter of seconds.
When dinner was ready, Grandma walked out onto the porch, waved her apron, and the men knew it was time to come in from the fields to dinner.
It will be a long time before someone invents something that will replace that ‘old-time apron’ that served so many purposes.
Send this to those who would know, and love, the story about Grandma’s aprons.
Or it can be a good history lesson for those that have no idea how the apron played a part in our lives.
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