tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-64271165576939962512024-03-12T16:23:46.914-07:00An Educators ViewI'm a teacher, and I'm opinionated!Desert Flutiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00605948875146887630noreply@blogger.comBlogger71125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6427116557693996251.post-90756090931673478152011-03-01T08:35:00.000-08:002011-03-01T08:36:09.919-08:00New ThoughtsWell, I am taking a web development class, and we are now talking about blogs, so I thought I'd start updating again!Desert Flutiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00605948875146887630noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6427116557693996251.post-40611636028348025762007-11-21T09:24:00.000-08:002007-11-21T09:25:59.291-08:00SabbaticalI am so run ragged right now I can hardly think! So in the interest of my mental and physical health, I am going to take a sabbatical. Don't know how long, but I'll try to pop in now and then.<br /><br />Happy Thanksgiving and Merry Christmas.Desert Flutiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00605948875146887630noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6427116557693996251.post-24769596573496223682007-09-16T19:27:00.001-07:002007-09-16T19:29:03.802-07:00TouchingI've been oh so busy with the new school year. After five years, hubby now has a 'regular' shift, and I'm still adjusting to that, along with Little Guy in kindergarten and a six month old. I'm run ragged.<br /><br />I got this in my email from a cousin, and it's quite touching.<br /><object width="425" height="350"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ervaMPt4Ha0"></param><param name="wmode" value="transparent"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ervaMPt4Ha0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"></embed></object>Desert Flutiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00605948875146887630noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6427116557693996251.post-52827877997625933372007-08-20T06:01:00.001-07:002007-08-20T06:02:52.013-07:00Busy Busy BusySchool has started, and I've never been so tired in my life. Wrangling 21 kinders, an infant, another kinder (that lives in my house!) and a husband. Yikes!Desert Flutiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00605948875146887630noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6427116557693996251.post-53814303519645633652007-07-30T21:31:00.000-07:002007-07-30T21:33:37.250-07:00Where I Have BeenI found this on <a href="http://pensieve.typepad.com/">The Pensive</a>. I thought it was pretty cool!<br /><br /><br /><img src="http://www.world66.com/myworld66/visitedStates/statemap?visited=AZCACONVNMNYNDORSDTXUTWAWY" /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Do yours <a href="http://douweosinga.com/projects/visitedstates">here</a>!Desert Flutiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00605948875146887630noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6427116557693996251.post-60667346003103977362007-07-30T19:50:00.000-07:002007-07-30T20:15:40.895-07:00TragedyIt's been a pretty tough weekend here in Phoenix. <br /><br />On Friday, <a href="http://www.azcentral.com/news/articles/0727coptercrash27-ON.html">two news helicopters crashed while covering a police chase</a>. Hubby works for Phoenix PD, so right away he called me to let me know. All we knew is that it was a <a href="http://www.azfamily.com/">Channel 3</a> helicopter and a <a href="http://www.abc15.com/Default.aspx">Channel 15 </a>helicopter. We don't watch channel 15 all that much, but we have strong ties to Channel 3. In fact, the first theme song my son recognized after he was born, was the <a href="http://www.azfamily.com/gmaz/index.html">'Good Morning Arizona' </a>them song. We watch it every morning, including the segments on the helicopter with Bruce Haffner. That was our first though, oh god, Bruce! But then Bruce came on the air, and we pretty much knew it was Scott Bowerbank. And his photographer was Jim Cox. While Jim didn't get on camera much, his name was always mentioned as the photographer in the helicopter. Watching multiple hours a day, day after day, you get to 'know' the on air personality. It has hit us hard.<br /><br />The suspect who started the whole thing was caught, and the Phoenix Police Chief said that they will prosecute him for the four deaths.<br /><br />Then, that same evening, a <a href="http://www.azcentral.com/12news/news/articles/0729officer0729-ON-CP.html">Phoenix Police Officer was shot and killed by a suspect in a check forgery scam</a>. This hits hard because Hubby works for the Police Department.<br /><br />Finally, a man was killed while he tried to do an <a href="http://www.azcentral.com/community/phoenix/articles/0729exorcism0730.html">exorcism on his 3 year old granddaughter</a>! Good lord! We made national news with that, and even Geraldo!<br /><br />We have a lot of good things in our valley, but the last couple of days have been hard on us...Desert Flutiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00605948875146887630noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6427116557693996251.post-34598222646881556232007-07-30T19:40:00.000-07:002007-07-30T19:43:42.124-07:00Not that I would...... but with the following conversation as an example, I could never get away with an extra-marital affair.<br /><br />LG: Guess what Daddy?<br /><br />Hubby: What?<br /><br />LG: Yesterday I walked into Bible School all by myself! Mommy sat in the car and made sure I got in ok because she was running late and had Baby L in the car.<br /><br />Hubby: Really? (With that look at me that said 'Reeeealy')<br /><br />In my defense, it is only two doors that he has to go to to get into the church. And he is five...Desert Flutiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00605948875146887630noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6427116557693996251.post-32476635499158583252007-07-24T22:08:00.000-07:002007-07-24T22:10:22.182-07:00A Think Test<div align="left">I took this, and only scored a 14. And I'm supposed to be a teacher?!?<br /><br /><strong><span style="font-size:180%;"><a href="http://www.oldjoeblack.0nyx.com/thinktst.htm">Think Test</a></span></strong></div><div align="left"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></strong> </div><div align="left"><br /><br />Let me know how you did!</div>Desert Flutiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00605948875146887630noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6427116557693996251.post-1205050141002599142007-07-24T22:05:00.000-07:002007-07-24T22:07:43.025-07:00Need an Optician?I got this from a friend in mind in Vegas... it is too funny! Be careful in front of children!<br /><br /><object width="425" height="350"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Xof9vWKv3do"></param><param name="wmode" value="transparent"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Xof9vWKv3do" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"></embed></object>Desert Flutiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00605948875146887630noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6427116557693996251.post-73428919809507745372007-07-22T01:03:00.000-07:002007-07-22T01:04:34.574-07:00I'm Done... But No Harry SpoilingI just finished. When you're done, let me know, I'd love to get others opinions on it...Desert Flutiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00605948875146887630noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6427116557693996251.post-32776854094266215012007-07-19T00:07:00.000-07:002007-07-19T00:44:34.301-07:00Music<a href="http://www.musicwithease.com/silver-flute-6.gif"><img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.musicwithease.com/silver-flute-6.gif" border="0" /></a><br /><div>In my tagline, I mention music. I'm not a huge fan of music of all genera's like <a href="http://deserticebox.blogspot.com/">Desert Songbird</a>, but rather, I play the flute. I'm now 30 and I started when I was in fifth grade (that would make me about 10 or 11 when I started). I've played almost continuously in that time span.<br /><br />I started in beginner band, and I wanted to play the flute. <strong>B A D L Y</strong> wanted to play the flute. Why? You may ask. Because the daughter (OK this is where it gets tricky, follow me here) of the woman who my father is married to and broke up my parents marriage, played flute. (At the time when I found out she played the flute and I started to want to play, my parents were not divorced.) With the divorce and my mom having to go back to work - she had been a stay at home mom - there wasn't a lot of money. So, after renting a flute for the first year, to make sure that I was going to stick to it, I was granted the use of the flute that belonged to.... I think you get the picture.<br /><br />So years pass and I go through grade school band and Jr. High band. I even went to all district in eighth grade. I wasn't a <em>great </em>player, but I played well enough. Then I started high school and marching band. That summer I decided that I wanted to be in Symphonic Band. That meant an audition and I had to be good. So I started lessons. All well and dandy. I didn't get into Symphonic Band. There <em>wasn't </em>auditions, and freshmen didn't get into Symphonic Band. But I continued lessons, and I got better for it.<br /><br />The Feb of my freshman year we went to <a href="http://home.nau.edu/">NAU</a> for the Solo and Ensemble Festival. With my flute teacher we had prepared a solo and one of my girlfriends from school played piano as my accompaniment. I had worked hard for this, and was scared sh*tless. First time I'd ever performed in front of a judge. He had a copy of my music and listened for my tone, my tempo, if I followed the key signature and a whole host of things that you do as a musician.<br /><br />I got a '3'. (1 being the highest, 4 the lowest) I was devastated. But it was fun to play in the snow and it was my first time at <a href="http://www.nau.edu/">NAU </a>and my first time to be on a 'field trip' with (in essence) no chaperones.<br /><br />I got my 'baby' the next year, when I turned 16. My <a href="http://www.gemeinhardt.com/products/flutes3SHB.html">open holed flute</a>. I was ecstatic. Granted it was only a solid silver head joint and the rest of the body and keys silver plated, but it was <em>MINE</em>. (Shortly after I got mine, one of the other girls got her flute, and not only was hers solid silver, but her mouthpiece was gold plated! pphhth). About this time I got into the church choir. I found out that I love performing, especially with a microphone in front of me. I wound up playing in church from that point on until I was pregnant with my son, about 10 years. I've also played in church on and off for the last five years, depending on the director and what my schedule is.<br /><br />College brought two years of marching band at <a href="http://www.nau.edu/">NAU</a> and a two semesters of a non audition band. It was great for me. I went up as a freshman knowing nobody, and after an afternoon, knew not only a whole section, but was planning parties with that section and other sections. I had 100 new friends.<br /><br />As I moved towards my degree in <a href="http://home.nau.edu/hrm/">hotel management</a>, time and credits became an issue and band moved out of my life. However, during the summers, I still played at church.<br /><br />After I got married and was living in Las Vegas, I started to wonder if there wasn't a group out there of people who played because they liked to. Not professionally, but the band geeks from high school and college who had real jobs in the real world. Yes they did! But I didn't qualify for residency for <a href="http://www.unlv.edu/">UNLV</a> and I wasn't about to pay out of state tuition for a band class. Good thing I didn't, because we wound up moving home in May.<br /><br />Once back at home, I knew where to look. I found that <a href="http://www.gc.maricopa.edu/">GCC </a>had an evening band class that was a community based band. The first class I took was the first class for the director. We had about 25 people there. I had a blast! That was seven years ago. With the exception of two semesters off because my teaching program met on the same night, I've been there eight years. We're almost at 100 people and each semester finds us tackling bigger and better pieces of music.<br /><br />When I talk to my mom about the music, she has told me that she never imagined that I would have done what I have done with that flute. She made me promise that when I 'grew out' or 'gave up' on the flute I would sell it. I promised her, but had no intentions of selling that flute. Nor will I. Maybe some day Baby L will decide that she wants to play the flute as well.</div>Desert Flutiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00605948875146887630noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6427116557693996251.post-49377100609133296942007-07-18T22:44:00.000-07:002007-07-18T22:45:11.422-07:00The Weasley Twins!?!<a href="http://www.liquidgeneration.com/Media/Games/Quizzes_Puzzles/Personality_Quizzes/The_Ultimate_Harry_Potter_Personality_Quiz/" target="_blank"><img src="http://www.liquidgeneration.com/content/060707/resultcard_j.jpg" border="0" /><br />Find out your Harry Potter personality at LiquidGeneration!</a><br /><br /><br />Um, yea, whatever...Desert Flutiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00605948875146887630noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6427116557693996251.post-14045370493805968512007-07-18T22:20:00.000-07:002007-07-18T22:33:45.853-07:00The Good News Is... The Bad News Is...The Good News Is: Hubby got a new position at work and works days! With weekends and evenings off!<br />The Bad News Is: I have the kids all day to myself and I'm not used to it. Also, we now need full time day care, instead of just part time!<br /><br />The Good News Is: We found a babysitter!<br />The Bad News Is: We're out $200 a week for child care.<br /><br />The Good News Is: The <a href="http://www.azcentral.com/weather/monsoon/">Monsoons</a> are almost here, it's raining! (Well, sorta)<br />The Bad News Is: I haven't been dry in days.<br /><br />The Good News Is: Bible School has started for Little Guy and he's out of my hair for a couple of hours each day!<br />The Bad News Is: I have to have the whole house (well, Little Guy, Baby L and me) fed, dressed and out the door by 8:30 to get to the church on time.<br /><br />The Good News Is: School starts in a month, Little Guy is so ready to be around kids his own age.<br />The Bad News Is: Summer is over! My school opens up next week and I have to start going back to get my (new) room in shape. It'll be the first time since March 2 that I've been back to my school to work. Yikes.<br /><br />I've enjoyed having almost five months off of work/school. With Little Guy I was chomping at the bit to go back to work. I couldn't get a schedule down, and didn't really do anything because I was going back to work. With Baby L, well, I now have a 5 year old to entertain in addition to taking care of an infant. Time has flown, and both of them have kept me busy. <br /><br />I never thought I'd hear myself say I wanted to be a stay at home mom, but in some ways I think it might be nice. I'm getting a bit of cabin fever, so I know it's time to do something, but I think a lot of it has to do with trying to keep Little Guy entertained. There isn't a whole lot of kids to play with, and it's hard to keep him occupied. It would kind of be nice to see how it would have worked out staying at home with Baby L while Little Guy goes to school, but it isn't in the cards for us to do that. And I think it's best for us all. We get so much of each other during the summer, that maybe we need the time away from each other during the school year.Desert Flutiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00605948875146887630noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6427116557693996251.post-28698805916498358012007-07-18T22:14:00.000-07:002007-07-18T22:19:45.164-07:00More PicturesMy baby turned 4 months old last Saturday, and we got some pictures taken. I hope you enjoy, I certainly love showing them off!<br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiK4zJNSA7nNrdu0bEoQPgraQb6Zhqw_1oCUYvkfBwXBghdAYp2bDcU9BBbzM4XCjm-tvS713RjtgUOJKI2_liRpkS2q2YmFp6EJRsOo8AbMK4Z1-EgVvtz2t0gV5Ezqh6QHhbhePsjFuo/s1600-h/3+months.1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088773164504417378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiK4zJNSA7nNrdu0bEoQPgraQb6Zhqw_1oCUYvkfBwXBghdAYp2bDcU9BBbzM4XCjm-tvS713RjtgUOJKI2_liRpkS2q2YmFp6EJRsOo8AbMK4Z1-EgVvtz2t0gV5Ezqh6QHhbhePsjFuo/s200/3+months.1.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEQA2mhBtHPlu0N76VfN42zreTiMLcRcDfPLwsPh-HlqKeX7OrkPzEjtsfjwIrc_cEy0dY64uVaHEcZhL48j2VjoyW-6TA8qCUNXh_LqgCzSNe2Nj-BON-b1gIlhdEQJVaLIPbkBnszqA/s1600-h/3+months.3.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088773164504417394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEQA2mhBtHPlu0N76VfN42zreTiMLcRcDfPLwsPh-HlqKeX7OrkPzEjtsfjwIrc_cEy0dY64uVaHEcZhL48j2VjoyW-6TA8qCUNXh_LqgCzSNe2Nj-BON-b1gIlhdEQJVaLIPbkBnszqA/s200/3+months.3.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEik4sVMTpWWavBbNIMP0AMxaAwOXTKul9TXgu5WYjbvuCiYS3yF0aqBK_pxwVDi1fZGytsKc8fkR6QaUqT_nkF8GA0fHco-3HLDynTeVmnjxcYDekVCqJSRdD6ANe08kXMnU0H5HNGwGuw/s1600-h/3+months.11.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088773168799384706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEik4sVMTpWWavBbNIMP0AMxaAwOXTKul9TXgu5WYjbvuCiYS3yF0aqBK_pxwVDi1fZGytsKc8fkR6QaUqT_nkF8GA0fHco-3HLDynTeVmnjxcYDekVCqJSRdD6ANe08kXMnU0H5HNGwGuw/s200/3+months.11.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088773168799384738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhB5EU4qiJf9Zply2nw-1mCSA5oeLdRd5JY1cU6JRfOHC8XEsg27jiosxQUeFLQa0j3j4Y8YkQQrf5Hk4PSGTg8nfvdVxk5dsYdrOCWOb9eohP2lExmMPVSUA7wdvLvw9JfxB_nNxyHA8U/s200/3+months.21.jpg" border="0" /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRh8mB4x1xyuJBmSg-Stov9NhNWj-rDP8AXr-83Dda52y8zdRTf8pqfT-qOWUqKX4gkxdZZg7WQ09iVWzKIEnW2rI78htSYNBQmGPL0UJHQs_xKUZPRAZOcyanPAYs87IbG4Cje6qC0mU/s1600-h/3+months.16.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088773168799384722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRh8mB4x1xyuJBmSg-Stov9NhNWj-rDP8AXr-83Dda52y8zdRTf8pqfT-qOWUqKX4gkxdZZg7WQ09iVWzKIEnW2rI78htSYNBQmGPL0UJHQs_xKUZPRAZOcyanPAYs87IbG4Cje6qC0mU/s200/3+months.16.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6iYDFD90aWfaDMYyoxvNhAV73MD15vLJXssQ30AMZZJI973UWWrZ-9fXY_k16iCQI_2PrDLRw3z0LB09IpV-sc8Z8MIidB12MqtBW5LvOgdIeojnb2lxDczXvtrxW5lYIeuE6p8ebnoI/s1600-h/3+months.1.jpg"></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFhPpYf3j_ogcC1FmyvA3iCgn9kB9q2PMxM2v1ycFa5_CNCkUTbnJpce0T2dKJ1GFiricT9z2y_0WRWNp2hZSrrInb0YHBjiKOKtLSOp6nlz6IMcZkQMsqR6BxB4PFpuR6GAFKcxIGSM8/s1600-h/3+months.3.jpg"></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinQoA8JNFAjiunYYf_KdHgkmpnKw6HhevjWgCEDOcphz3TAc3dc1Ub5zPad7k4m_uuAnzZg5APpd87Yo3AIKP_W3snrntOx6105iMhDue9AgfL9OntsFUGzPtjZWJ-z93Ffv4043PcFdQ/s1600-h/3+months.11.jpg"></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8zwnOGyNXNJI1E7CtvrQZqEcP2rBkzs_g8ZBR-SbtKqSKYByZ0dRxBnTjofUF7Mg0wWOiVj-wnOhkut06UCM3OKzHdH9HSNJ0cH_OwRETAY7q6RWnDNE7sZtw73Gy4e04LdT4A9wMPx8/s1600-h/3+months.16.jpg"></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8FsI9k51bTmxWCiapXxC7o0wRgC5vLJLlbzFQyBb88OfuoQ9Qh2tb2lrOBBfOYF4ytMTNweqL1AN1WXl0OSZEmwM81luWSk9AI8frKI83Y89AgIfttGyiZxuvzxb6cmTs7xRcI9KmzbI/s1600-h/3+months.21.jpg"></a><br /><br /><div></div></div>Desert Flutiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00605948875146887630noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6427116557693996251.post-76484064073292467512007-07-18T22:10:00.000-07:002007-07-18T22:13:59.110-07:00Babies, Babies, BabiesMy sister had a baby girl about ten weeks after I had Baby L. For Fathers Day we took the kids to <a href="http://www.kiddiekandids.com/">Kiddie Kandids </a>for a photo shoot. This is the result:<br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRlJquhUHds7z2Jxc4Oo6oYm5JG62sId9WAmwc5ay_OoodMfpzD2VI9WZyH2F6qHujega1ONk6_mJ_NToDWbBsczOui8mqS4uQRsfItm6dylMoEOmaL8vGfwxCZlpEg7jUxvirI3-mCcI/s1600-h/Babies+2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088771691330634706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRlJquhUHds7z2Jxc4Oo6oYm5JG62sId9WAmwc5ay_OoodMfpzD2VI9WZyH2F6qHujega1ONk6_mJ_NToDWbBsczOui8mqS4uQRsfItm6dylMoEOmaL8vGfwxCZlpEg7jUxvirI3-mCcI/s200/Babies+2.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPKr0nXEmfIFnE1qvC_4eDydwIvAPbzDEbz2wBctqAcM6O_Xhzkx2iz19Gs94tzV_vwJ6vHSnSGeZBCivt1QQ_mdvjRMtpstZf1jBij__e8LIdwzqeXjHY5nlPAn3jg3f7HyBV59Qd2bo/s1600-h/Heather+and+kids2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088771695625602018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPKr0nXEmfIFnE1qvC_4eDydwIvAPbzDEbz2wBctqAcM6O_Xhzkx2iz19Gs94tzV_vwJ6vHSnSGeZBCivt1QQ_mdvjRMtpstZf1jBij__e8LIdwzqeXjHY5nlPAn3jg3f7HyBV59Qd2bo/s200/Heather+and+kids2.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbNmICCkFV9A3cvLj2ZAGXU0fQrtaySv0eDSeU71Olbc2jN1a9yCEXWsJ_Kqe5a774tPlnxM2aV3XgjdOnyIIx9G3-IfQVd8jai8KlX03xDAU_9jttfv1YwyGP8it95cPOlFGFUf4NAiQ/s1600-h/Laura+and+Kaylee+3.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088771699920569330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbNmICCkFV9A3cvLj2ZAGXU0fQrtaySv0eDSeU71Olbc2jN1a9yCEXWsJ_Kqe5a774tPlnxM2aV3XgjdOnyIIx9G3-IfQVd8jai8KlX03xDAU_9jttfv1YwyGP8it95cPOlFGFUf4NAiQ/s200/Laura+and+Kaylee+3.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjh7nYG25BEmqE378m4FX-5DOSOnTMIKe90imCqQq_qrqoO0-Y2AU-gjSaJ_N7NzOFYbtfrbVc2Ok8VNFIm7d6_QGlhoQ0SfC65mRyclxHvwI-dw6eysNQk76GgXtWpKCCS0oafT1kRCjI/s1600-h/Michael+and+Babies+2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088771704215536642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjh7nYG25BEmqE378m4FX-5DOSOnTMIKe90imCqQq_qrqoO0-Y2AU-gjSaJ_N7NzOFYbtfrbVc2Ok8VNFIm7d6_QGlhoQ0SfC65mRyclxHvwI-dw6eysNQk76GgXtWpKCCS0oafT1kRCjI/s200/Michael+and+Babies+2.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div>Desert Flutiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00605948875146887630noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6427116557693996251.post-5742187983661032612007-07-03T08:47:00.001-07:002007-07-03T21:36:41.433-07:00I'm Recovered?Well, the garage sale is over. We made a good chunk of money, enough to buy a new desk, which was our goal. What surprised me was what people bought. With the exception of a coffee table and an arm chair, none of the furniture sold. Whoda thunk? The baby clothes (of which I had 12 Xerox boxes full of) just really sat there all weekend. However, the baby/toddler shoes flew! I had a set of glass wine glasses with a 'gold' rim that sat there, but the margarita glasses went the minute we had people. The baby toys, now they <em>FLEW. </em>We had a bin of little stuff, priced them at a quarter a piece and we darn near sold them all off.<br /><br />We sweated our butts off, and I swear to whatever deity you want, we are never doing this again. Our garage is still as cluttered as ever, but a <strong><em>WHOLE</em></strong> bunch of stuff is now out on the driveway for <a href="http://www.upwardfoundation.org/">Upward Foundation </a>to pick up. And on Friday, we take the baby stuff and maternity stuff to the <a href="http://choices-az.org/">Crisis Pregnancy Center</a>.<br /><br />I had two minds about the baby clothes. If I sold them for .25 - .50 a piece, then they probably would have flown. But the clothes are in <em>good </em>shape. I can write them off for a whole lot more than the .25 - .50 I could have sold them for. It was a matter of instant gratification vs delayed gratification (on our taxes in April). Plus, they were good deals for the $1 that I had them listed for. There were a couple of people who came by who recognized what a good deal it was, but most of our shoppers were Hispanics. And if it was more than a quarter, they weren't interested. So... there you go. I wasn't going to drop the price any more, and I'll have delayed gratification.<br /><br />A word to the wise, don't have a garage sale in June...Desert Flutiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00605948875146887630noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6427116557693996251.post-62577783616620515482007-06-29T11:44:00.000-07:002007-06-29T11:50:53.761-07:00What Was I Thinking?!?Hubby and I have been talking about having a garage sale for ages. We have <em>EVERY SINGLE</em> piece of clothing that Little Guy ever wore, and (minus the 0-3, & 3-6 boxes) we had 12 boxes of baby/toddler clothes. So we thought we'd put those out, and then the maternity clothes, and some stuff we had around the house. So the longer we thought about it, the more we put off having it. My (our) garage has looked... yikes for so long so we needed to do it. Three weeks ago we decided to do it. Picked this weekend and put the word out to family.<br /><br />Now, this is the weekend it is going to hit 112. I think I lost five pounds just sweating this morning! And, we're going to do it again tomorrow!<br /><br />What were we thinking?!?Desert Flutiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00605948875146887630noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6427116557693996251.post-52075562339544944902007-06-26T10:09:00.001-07:002007-06-26T10:13:01.926-07:00Baptism of Baby LBack in April, we baptised Baby L. At our church, we do full immersion baptisms, so Baby L went in naked as a jaybird. She didn't mind it too much, our baptismal font started it's life out as a spa, so the water is heated and she likes that. She didn't fuss, but I think it's the smallest baby Fr. Robert has had to baptize so far, and he was a little unsure. But our baby is now a part of our 'faith family' as they like to call it at church.<br /><br /><embed style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px" name="flashticker" align="middle" src="http://widget-9d.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&il=1&channel=144115188084458909&site=widget-9d.slide.com"></embed> <div style="WIDTH: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: left"><a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?ad=0&tt=17&sk=0&amp;cy=bb&th=0&id=144115188084458909&map=1" target="_blank"><img src="http://widget-9d.slide.com/p1/144115188084458909/bb_t017_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" /></a> <a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?ad=0&amp;amp;tt=17&sk=0&amp;amp;cy=bb&th=0&id=144115188084458909&map=2" target="_blank"><img src="http://widget-9d.slide.com/p2/144115188084458909/bb_t017_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" /></a></div>Desert Flutiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00605948875146887630noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6427116557693996251.post-68091645955273739862007-06-26T09:43:00.001-07:002007-06-26T10:00:54.500-07:00Crafty Me<div>I've been 'absent' for a while. I just haven't felt like writing, or reading, for that matter. I got kinda lethargic and was trying to juggle many things at once, getting ready to leave on vacation (on fathers day, so we had to make it up to dads in the days prior...) But now we're back and I'm going to try this thing again!</div><br /><div></div><div>A while ago, I posted about my <a href="http://desertflutiegirl.blogspot.com/2007/01/crafty-crafty-me.html">crocheting fetish</a>. Since then I completed the blanket for Baby L:</div><br /><br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080417155006524114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUCuFtA6FzYr5hNQuWWRWAFZSrBnuvoUhelK66gm2LPZxbGT7OsbEuDzt6_NVrDiYdOgWod-HZEOyvSNvOKjHT10nYZ7_Q0KBkvNMwbtI_jXZ_9-YF-IHQIBKmxoiNARklWDEoqhmZdA0/s200/3.7.07+175.jpg" border="0" /></div><br /><br /><p></p><br /><p>I also made a blanket for my sisters baby:</p><br /><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080417438474365666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNrNFJWpyzSK6664W7qg2a08-eq-5gHacUTK28tSpU5qSnl30D6rpRaWqF2Ad1aKHKgPc6MQ7NMVPjqP3THmryqtUG_9tygXhaF535H2cNF7fY1e-1LN0pRrZlEpYCsKUtdnltuNt7k5U/s200/3.7.07+176.jpg" border="0" /></p><br /><p>I'm really quite proud of myself. They weren't hard to make, but they were time consuming. Little Guy has now requested me to make a red one for him. To facilitate that, I went out and bought more pattern books, and I'm hoping to make one for him that isn't so...time consuming. The pattern of the stitches make it a very slow project. I'm hoping to find a pattern that uses stitches that are more open, yet just as warm. However, that will have to wait until I finish the birth announcement for my sisters baby, and to finish hubbies Christmas stocking (that I started last November!)</p>Desert Flutiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00605948875146887630noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6427116557693996251.post-41952393725483752282007-05-22T12:40:00.000-07:002007-05-22T12:51:44.346-07:00Eight Glorious Years<div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">Today, hubby and I celebrate eight years of marriage. In that time, we moved out of state, moved back, had two children, three dogs, four cars and one mortgage. Both of us changed careers, mine included going back to school almost full time. </span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">We met the first time when a girlfriend of mine brought us to the pool hall to meet her boyfriend and friends of his. But it wasn't love at first sight. We wound up 'hooking up' with different people. We did go to prom, with other people, and I have the pictures to prove it!</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;">When we met up again, it was between my freshman and sophomore year in college. I wasn't looking for anything, in fact, was convinced that I was going to marry the guy I left at school for the summer (boy am I glad that didn't pan out). But there was hubby on the eve of 4th of July as my girlfriend and I went out for afterhours. The rest, you can say, is history.</span></div><br /><br /><div><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;">Happy Anniversary Honey, </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;">I love you.</span></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"></span></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067474851979686482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiPJX-Sh49VgltrFlvTX468jNE2l3SNbPMYy24-QRrDJEPRzUXDv4GteKtNiX55A2mJfD4YX-Rc4Z2X8WDO0qwxURHEa_elmC4GbkPafu2LtVWNTxdLdt0vTpIMTKuqWIK41ywPhO6NZM/s200/Heather+Dave.jpg" border="0" /><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"></span></div><br /><div></div>Desert Flutiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00605948875146887630noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6427116557693996251.post-431008150389894192007-05-22T12:30:00.000-07:002007-05-22T12:40:24.765-07:00Belated Birthday Wishes...<div>Sunday, May 20 was both my mothers and my niece's birthday. We spent a lovely day Sunday at my parent's, sunning and swimming. On Saturday we spent a nice 2 hours in church watching this same niece get confirmed, then went back to my SIL to have a party. It was rather fun and I found some interesting things out about hubby when he was little. But that is a story for another time and another place. </div><br /><br /><div align="center">For now, Happy Birthday Mama </div><br /><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067471308631667250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzFI__QSx_h2nQi4eejAT60rtMkfcxfXAqnB5a8RU5avp3oNTwWqJJgV5X0Hay041z1hfOPn8JtMY_fSAUhNvOEnnnbVKFQexPQnqd1jCFYQuw4lKyV6Rsuf3a3MnDLRFYff5h_kZSGJc/s200/Mom.jpg" border="0" /></div><br /><br /><div align="center">and Happy Birthday Niece of ours...</div><br /><br /><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067471819732775490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkCq9lpzyOEMRtDMbcQ7CWeHo0j8e5ZgB7clkz7Rowj-fgKbe7bb-K9vgOIckjiNeMGy15lesjJI04G5HCI2YDVtv6fpeXrF2caDedDEEtXTx-wujNKaMgfYRSnOfkXI7fTcwJje23GHc/s200/Nicole.jpg" border="0" /></div>Desert Flutiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00605948875146887630noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6427116557693996251.post-78406517329942485012007-05-18T23:38:00.001-07:002007-05-18T23:44:03.811-07:00Pretty Darn CoolI got this email from a girlfriend. It's pretty darn cool!<br /><br /><br /><object width="425" height="350"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/aP3RmfQb_0s"></param><param name="wmode" value="transparent"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/aP3RmfQb_0s" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"></embed></object>Desert Flutiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00605948875146887630noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6427116557693996251.post-61313922788772177612007-05-18T23:11:00.000-07:002007-05-18T23:38:02.560-07:00It was a great run boys...<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066156941264908818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 177px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 131px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="154" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRBnsiaNKUpWcLCoddZgE9PtF-b90_2AT_W76MgqE3yR9nWaIFDSODIYaXsueyh3EQCLljTl25SO0u59TkmQKsEyUROxzSZu14v5Yh1eQ-CkaQOM9ifXyu55xG5Rg02OjdLAEqMPz_IE4/s200/Suns+Playoffs.jpg" width="212" border="0" /><br /><div><a href="http://www.nba.com/suns/fans/im_icon.html"></a><br /><br /><div>Tonight our beloved <a href="http://www.nba.com/suns/index_main.html">Phoenix Suns</a> lost Game Six to the San Antonio Spurs.<br /><br />I have to admit, I haven't been 'into' the Suns since the Barkley, Marjelre, KJ, Ainge era, and that was when I was in high school. Then the <a href="http://arizona.diamondbacks.mlb.com/index.jsp?c_id=ari">Diamondbacks</a> came around and I was much more into baseball than basketball because I have a 10+ year history of playing softball, and the rules were second nature to me.<br /><br />Then last year the Suns took off again. After listening to <a href="http://www.knixcountry.com/pages/TimandWillySection.html">Tim & Willy </a>talk to Laurel D'Antoni (coach's wife) and hearing their Suns songs, I started getting into Suns Basketball again. This season I made an effort to watch the games when I could. I wound up watching quite a few games because of the damn diabetes and not having much energy to do anything after a full day at school with the kiddos!<br /><br />I've watched the last two years as we've made it to playoffs and I'll never forget my junior and senior year in high school when the Suns went to the finals against the Chicago Bulls (boo!). My best friend was from somewhere up in that area, not Chicago itself, but somewhere Midwest where there were no teams, so you had to pick the closest one to your state. So, she had been a Chicago Bulls fan for years. And I was a Suns fan. We had some real rockin debates (as much as two 17 year old females can about basketball!) about who was the better team and who would come out ahead. I'll also remember the three pointer made by (I'm stretching here...) Steve Kerr that was the nail in the coffin for the Suns. The town was devastated and my best friend... well, she rubbed it in the rest of the school year.<br /><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066156945559876130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkdknpjFp5t2FYuaQSfIYSWaP5AhdSg4ST-v6SGbynJilHR8gDRol6YjVObosiZ5qh3xVznrqvipeAP3EcqmwJ8n-sYnj-vt-zUfTs3Jn1aFESMUJR8Pw28dLR7lI6dXieV_JuQI1OPYE/s200/Phx+Logo.gif" border="0" /></div></div>Desert Flutiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00605948875146887630noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6427116557693996251.post-88216348164496214692007-05-17T23:11:00.000-07:002007-05-17T23:54:25.392-07:00Gonzales, Attorney General v. Carhart et al<div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;">(warning, I ramble and may not always have coherent thoughts that flow well...)</span></div><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;">This is more commonly referred to as the </span><a href="http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/article/2007/04/18/AR2007041800710.html"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;">Partial Birth Abortion ruling </span></a><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;">upheld on April 18 by the Supreme Court. I came across this case in two different circumstances. I am taking a US Constitution Class to renew my teaching certificate and we were asked to pick a 'landmark' case and discuss. I had remembered from reading </span><a href="http://bitchphd.blogspot.com/"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;">Bitch PhD </span></a><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;">some articles - </span><a href="http://bitchphd.blogspot.com/2007/04/supreme-court-declares-women-less.html"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;">here,</span></a><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"> </span><a href="http://bitchphd.blogspot.com/2007/04/carharts-possible-legacy.html"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;">here</span></a><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"> and </span><a href="http://bitchphd.blogspot.com/2007/04/abortion-stories-up-from-comments.html"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;">here</span></a><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"> - regarding this case. So I looked it up to do my research.</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;">Let me sidebar here for a minute. I am pro-choice. My religion is fanatically pro-life. (I guess I'm going to hell for that, but hey, let's just add that to the list of reasons why...) Although I don't think that I could ever go through an abortion, I do believe a woman has a right over her body and what she does or does not do with it. That's also why I believe in birth control. It's my body, my life and I'll make the decisions about what I'm doing with it. Another reason I am pro-choice is the consequences if Roe v Wade is overturned. Instead of having abortions done in a sanitary, safe place with a trained doctor, it'll be done back door and many more women will be harmed and possibly die due to a procedure that is not done correctly or regulated.</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;">That being said, I went on to read the </span><a href="http://caselaw.lp.findlaw.com/scripts/getcase.pl?court=US&vol=000&invol=05-380"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;">majority opinion </span></a><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;">written by Justice Kennedy. It can be confusing, but I found myself following it pretty well. Then I got to Section 1, Part A. It gave a clinical description of what happens during the procedure, then it gives a nurse's testimony. I thought I was going to throw up right then and there. I can't cut and paste what she said, you'll have to scroll down to read it in the opinion, and be warned, it is heart wrenching (at least to me.) </span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;">I have had a history of post partum depression. After my son, I was on medication for three years. Two months into this pregnancy, I got back on the medication because I was becoming a mess of emotions again and couldn't control myself. I didn't have problems getting pregnant with either of my children, although it took longer with Baby L than Little Guy. Other than the wildly fluctuating hormones, (and the damn diabetes) I had pretty normal pregnancies. There is no reason for me to go to pieces the way I did, except for the hormones. And even that didn't make sense to me.</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;">I was sitting at the computer with Baby L in the swing next to me sleeping (the only time I can get schoolwork done is when the kiddos are sleeping!). She has a habit of jerking her arms out away from her body when she is startled, mostly in her sleep. So when I read what the nurse had to say, all I could think of was Baby L doing the same thing. It was heartbreaking. It disturbed me then, hubby could tell something was wrong when he came home, and it is still bothering me.</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;">I have no problem with the concept of having an abortion in the first trimester. However, by the second trimester, things should be considerably set in motion. I know that some people don't know their pregnant right away, hell, it took me two months to figure it out with Baby L and we were <em>actively trying</em> to get pregnant. But to wait until after the third month to decide that the pregnancy isn't what you want? I don't get it. I can understand if it involves a birth defect, the test for Downs isn't done until the second trimester and then you have a decision to make. And in some cases, as noted above in Bitch PhD, it is necessary.</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;">I guess my biggest wonder/concern/whatever, is that a person can 1) do the procedure, and do it over and over again (ie a doctor) and 2) the woman who has made this decision knowing and still making this decision (excluding life threatening cases).</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;">I love my children, I love them to distraction. I probably spoil them too much, but they are my life. Even if we had gotten pregnant unexpectedly, abortion wouldn't be an option for us. I can see where for some, that would be an acceptable option. </span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;">This has caused some real conflicting emotions for me. While I am a firm believer in a woman's right to choose (abortion, birth control, etc), I am opposed to this procedure being done just because, or without a health risk to mother or unborn child. </span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;">In my little world, I don't think this ruling will touch me. At least, I hope this ruling will not have any opportunity to touch me. But for the women that this does touch, man, I wouldn't want to be in their shoes...</span>Desert Flutiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00605948875146887630noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6427116557693996251.post-84384341347816112602007-05-16T08:45:00.000-07:002007-05-16T08:56:12.129-07:00Summer Is Approaching<span style="font-family:verdana;">Summer is here. Not technically, I know, but nonetheless, it is here. I am eagerly awaiting this weekend when we are heading over to my mothers to swim. It has met our requisite 3 days of 100 degree + weather for us to go into the pool. Little Guy is chomping at the bit, we had hoped to go in the pool on Mother's Day, but it didn't work out. But this weekend we are partying for my mom's birthday in the pool.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;">Pools seem to be a staple here in Phoenix. We don't have a pool now, and I didn't have a pool growing up. We didn't get a pool until my mom and step dad bought the house that they live in now. I was a freshman in high school when that happened, so I only got one summer to relax in the pool until I had to work the summers away. Plus, I had a variance to go to school, so none of my friends lived close enough to come over on a whim to go swimming. I remember living at my friend Dani's house the summer between fifth and sixth grade. We were in that pool from morning till night, and then some. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;">We're going to have to move eventually, the house isn't big enough now that we have Baby L. I am bound and determined to have a pool. I feel awkward calling up friends and inviting myself over so we can swim. (Plus, I don't have a close enough friend where I can just go over and hang out) I want to do the inviting and have the parties around the pool. My mom says I'm insane, having a pool is a headache... but it won't be my headache, it'll be hubbies!</span>Desert Flutiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00605948875146887630noreply@blogger.com0