After a long and relatively uneventful trip, Paul has arrived in Hyderabad. He did leave a couple of things on a bus in Qatar, though.
Our Halloween party at church was a lot of fun. The children now have a boatload of candy.
Sunday, October 31, 2010
Saturday, October 30, 2010
Our adventure tonight
This afternoon I took Paul to the Indy airport to catch his flight to Hyderabad, India. Most of you blog readers should know a little about his trip plans, though I am beginning to think some of the letters we sent were lost in the mail.
After dropping Paul off, I hopped back onto I70 and was passing through town. I saw several cars with marching band decorations and I decided to take the children to the state marching band finals at Lucas Oil Stadium. (I had the three younger children with me).
We found a nice parking place very close to the stadium and walked over, only to discover that the tickets we needed to purchase were on the other side of the stadium (opposite corner). On the way there we were headed right into a marching band, but they allowed us to pass.
We sat in the handicapped section, it was recommended by the ushers. It worked out very well, we had an excellent view and the kids could wiggle around without disturbing others.
My personal opinion is that Avon had the best performance, but we did not stick around for the judging.
The trip home was non-eventful. I was amazed with the ease of getting into and out of the stadium. I did stop part way home because the van was making a sound like "clunka, clunka, whirrrr". When I stopped I saw that one tire was a little low. So I put air in it. I think that helped.
Hopefully Paul will be able to call me or post on here Monday morning.
After dropping Paul off, I hopped back onto I70 and was passing through town. I saw several cars with marching band decorations and I decided to take the children to the state marching band finals at Lucas Oil Stadium. (I had the three younger children with me).
We found a nice parking place very close to the stadium and walked over, only to discover that the tickets we needed to purchase were on the other side of the stadium (opposite corner). On the way there we were headed right into a marching band, but they allowed us to pass.
We sat in the handicapped section, it was recommended by the ushers. It worked out very well, we had an excellent view and the kids could wiggle around without disturbing others.
My personal opinion is that Avon had the best performance, but we did not stick around for the judging.
The trip home was non-eventful. I was amazed with the ease of getting into and out of the stadium. I did stop part way home because the van was making a sound like "clunka, clunka, whirrrr". When I stopped I saw that one tire was a little low. So I put air in it. I think that helped.
Hopefully Paul will be able to call me or post on here Monday morning.
Thursday, October 28, 2010
Monday, August 23, 2010
A Baker's Dozen and then some...
I have been meaning to post for over a month now. Don and I have now been married for just over 13 months. On the 18th of August, I joked that we had been married for a “baker’s dozen” of months. To back up this description, I baked some brownies. Don was not surprised – he claims that if he leaves me alone in the house for 10 minutes I bake something! I insist that this is something of an exaggeration. As one of the other Mees bakers quipped – it takes at least 15 minutes to bake something.
Anyways, it has been quite a 1st year as we continue each day the lifelong process of learning to love each other and God more every day. Through it all we become more convinced how marriage is a vocation. Right around our anniversary, I finally finished the wedding scrapbook. I still have to work on the scrapbook for our trip to Quebec. It is competing with my crocheting for free time activity of the moment, and for the time being, scrapbooking is losing.
At the beginning of August we went camping in Findley State Park OH with Shae & family. It was fun. We went hiking, canoeing, swimming in the lake, and cooking over the fire.
On the home front, we are a part of a married couples small group with some others we know from our Catholic Young Adult Group. We have just started a dvd/booklet series about having a “heavenly marriage.” It should be interesting for many reasons. So far, Don and I are the only ones who are neither expecting nor already have children. One couple is expecting their 1st in October, and another is expecting their 1st two in December. I've got my crocheting cut out for me.
The summer softball season is almost over. It has been fun to see people, but all in all the games haven’t been going so swell so I’m not going to miss it that much.
Anyways, it has been quite a 1st year as we continue each day the lifelong process of learning to love each other and God more every day. Through it all we become more convinced how marriage is a vocation. Right around our anniversary, I finally finished the wedding scrapbook. I still have to work on the scrapbook for our trip to Quebec. It is competing with my crocheting for free time activity of the moment, and for the time being, scrapbooking is losing.
At the beginning of August we went camping in Findley State Park OH with Shae & family. It was fun. We went hiking, canoeing, swimming in the lake, and cooking over the fire.
On the home front, we are a part of a married couples small group with some others we know from our Catholic Young Adult Group. We have just started a dvd/booklet series about having a “heavenly marriage.” It should be interesting for many reasons. So far, Don and I are the only ones who are neither expecting nor already have children. One couple is expecting their 1st in October, and another is expecting their 1st two in December. I've got my crocheting cut out for me.
The summer softball season is almost over. It has been fun to see people, but all in all the games haven’t been going so swell so I’m not going to miss it that much.
Tuesday, June 29, 2010
Stitches
Yesterday afternoon the children and I were cleaning the room to get ready for a party. A stuffed animal party. We had covered the little trampoline with a blanket and were setting stuff up.
The boys were running around, I don't know exactly what was going on. All the sudden I heard a loud scream. I followed the sound and saw Isaac covered in blood. I cleaned him enough to find the source of the bleeding. Then the Holy Spirit granted me strong guidance and presence of mind.
I calmly told the children to get their shoes (except Isaac who left barefoot). I put some damp paper towels and an icepack on the source of the bleeding (a 2 cm gash on his forehead) I then asked Abby to hold the icepack in place while I loaded baby Sarah into her carseat. Then we loaded into the van. Sam couldn't get his shoes on so he carried them. Abby helped Isaac to keep the icepack on as I drove us to the hospital.
I called my dad, who met us at the hospital. He took the Abby, Sam, and Omi back to his house. Isaac was quickly triaged and we were sent to a little room to wait for the doctor.
The nurse put sterile water on the wound. Then the doctor came and injected some numbing medicine into the wound. A few minutes later she came back and stitched it up. It took three stitches. Then all we had to do was wait for the paper work and check out.
The doctor said that children Isaac's age usually have to be sedated, so she was extremely impressed with Isaac. She also said that if he had required sedation we would have been there all night.
I called Paul from the ER. Then I picked up the other kids, who had just finished eating dinner. Paul, Isaac and I had dinner at McD's and all of the children had ice cream.
Then we came home and had our party.
By the end of the day I felt as though I was ten years older. I'll have to check for more gray hair now.
Thankfully, Isaac is doing well now. He is such a trooper and such a blessing to me.
And I praise God who had all of us in his hands the whole time.
The boys were running around, I don't know exactly what was going on. All the sudden I heard a loud scream. I followed the sound and saw Isaac covered in blood. I cleaned him enough to find the source of the bleeding. Then the Holy Spirit granted me strong guidance and presence of mind.
I calmly told the children to get their shoes (except Isaac who left barefoot). I put some damp paper towels and an icepack on the source of the bleeding (a 2 cm gash on his forehead) I then asked Abby to hold the icepack in place while I loaded baby Sarah into her carseat. Then we loaded into the van. Sam couldn't get his shoes on so he carried them. Abby helped Isaac to keep the icepack on as I drove us to the hospital.
I called my dad, who met us at the hospital. He took the Abby, Sam, and Omi back to his house. Isaac was quickly triaged and we were sent to a little room to wait for the doctor.
The nurse put sterile water on the wound. Then the doctor came and injected some numbing medicine into the wound. A few minutes later she came back and stitched it up. It took three stitches. Then all we had to do was wait for the paper work and check out.
The doctor said that children Isaac's age usually have to be sedated, so she was extremely impressed with Isaac. She also said that if he had required sedation we would have been there all night.
I called Paul from the ER. Then I picked up the other kids, who had just finished eating dinner. Paul, Isaac and I had dinner at McD's and all of the children had ice cream.
Then we came home and had our party.
By the end of the day I felt as though I was ten years older. I'll have to check for more gray hair now.
Thankfully, Isaac is doing well now. He is such a trooper and such a blessing to me.
And I praise God who had all of us in his hands the whole time.
Sunday, April 18, 2010
Macaroni
Those of you who know my children well, may think I am going to post about their love for pasta. You would be wrong.
You see, I have been doing some research in preparation for the history lesson tomorrow about the shot heard round the world. (April 19, 1775).
One of the sources included a lesson about Yankee Doodle.
Yankee - An American
Doodle - A fool (from the low German -dodel)
Macaroni - The height of fashion in the 1770's was the Maccaroni wig which was warn by the most sophisticated British noblemen.
So the song is saying basically - That foolish American thinks that he can be sophisticated and fashionable by putting a feather in his hat instead of buying a fancy wig.
Originally the song was sung by the British to mock the Americans. But as the Americans began to win the war, they took the song as their own. In a since they were taking pride in their lack of sophistication. (I'd rather wear a hat with a feather in it than some silly wig).
Over the course of the years the British and Americans made more and more lyrics to the song and taunted each other back and forth with it.
If the British had won, would the song have survived in some other form? Who knows.
I learn so much more by teaching my children than I ever learned in school.
You see, I have been doing some research in preparation for the history lesson tomorrow about the shot heard round the world. (April 19, 1775).
One of the sources included a lesson about Yankee Doodle.
Yankee - An American
Doodle - A fool (from the low German -dodel)
Macaroni - The height of fashion in the 1770's was the Maccaroni wig which was warn by the most sophisticated British noblemen.
So the song is saying basically - That foolish American thinks that he can be sophisticated and fashionable by putting a feather in his hat instead of buying a fancy wig.
Originally the song was sung by the British to mock the Americans. But as the Americans began to win the war, they took the song as their own. In a since they were taking pride in their lack of sophistication. (I'd rather wear a hat with a feather in it than some silly wig).
Over the course of the years the British and Americans made more and more lyrics to the song and taunted each other back and forth with it.
If the British had won, would the song have survived in some other form? Who knows.
I learn so much more by teaching my children than I ever learned in school.
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