Whispered Rants from the Tuttle-Tuttle Tree

Random thoughts, rantings, and musings. Displayed for all to see, because sometimes it's saner to rant to random strangers than to rant to yourself. Also, the voices in my head don't always appreciate it when I talk back to them. Go figure.

Tuesday, June 27, 2006

I'm back!

I'm home from my little vacate to another state. Spent a week with my sis and her lil family. It was some much needed 'time away'. A few thoughts and tidbits about my week...

~The best-laid plans...not a single day went by that happened as it was planned. Not that it was actually planned for more than an hour or few. We basically woke each morning got a general idea of what that day should look like then carried on. The day always ended with stripes instead of polka-dots or blue instead of green. However they all still ended up very pleasant and I wouldnt have traded any one of them.

~ Sushi. :)

~ My plane that I flew home on was hit by lightning about 5 minutes after we got into the air. THAT was exciting... :P Huge pop a flare of light in the aisle right by my seat = everone in a ten seat radius staring at each other with great big 'oh shit' looks on their faces. The turbulence didnt help. Pretty sure God got a sudden earful around then.

~ I met several people this trip. ..Ok 6 (1 I knew already but had never seen outside the computer screen and then 5 new meats..I mean people), but compared to the normal 'none' that I usually meet when I go to see her, it seemed like a lot. Had a fantastic time with all. Made some great memories.

~Am always amazed and amused at how shocking it is to meet someone for the first time that you've known online. No matter how many pictures you exchange and whatnot, that first 3D meeting hits ya between the eyes. And I'm not saying this in a bad way by any means. (ie. you show up and they have purple and green horns growing out of their skull...a lil shocking) It's simply trying to match everything you've known and seen with the real life, walking, talking creature in front of you. Along with that is the surety that they are experiencing the same shock where you're concerned and the terror that the shock will be too much for em and they'll run screaming. Makes you a big pile of nerves and you find yourself saying stupid things like 'You're taller in real life than you are on my computer'. Eventually one or both of you says or does something that is so familiar that it all clicks into place and you just smile and think 'it's YOU! there was this other person standing in your spot a minute ago, but there you are! ...hi!'

~It's been confirmed that flirting is in my genetic make up. Those who've truly met me probably already knew this fact to be true. Those who haven't or still doubt, let me offer exhibit A: My sis. And that's not our only common trait. We're terrible. Especially if you have us in the same room together. Those who HAVE experienced us in the same room for any length of time seem to be either very amused or very afraid. Usually both. Our poor husbands. They get messed with...a lot.

~That being said, we've both been noticing more and more lately that while our tastes in some things are very very similar...the places where we differ? Extreme. It reminds me of my two boys. They are like two sides of the same coin. In almost all things they are either identical or they are polar opposites. Very little in-between. My sis and I are the same way. We knew many of our differenced growing up. They were constantly pointed out to us. It wasn't until we were grown that we discovered all our similarities and were able to become friends. It wasn't until recently that we've been seeing both sides at the same time. I think we both suddenly have this running list in our heads of how we're different...but it's one I dont think we'll ever share with each other. So much safer and more comfortable to concentrate on the commonalities...

~ I got to spoil my niece and nephew rotten while I was there. *grin* In my completely unbiased opinion they are a couple of cuties. *wink* It's fun because they are approaching that age of making memories that they'll remember clearly when they are much older. I remember what a huge deal certain things were to me, growing up. Whether it was someone playing with my hair, or buying that trinket, or tossing me upside down, or teaching me soemthing new...all those little moments where the world slows down and you're the center of someone's universe for a few seconds. Those little moments that made you feel important and loved. Those feelings you're supposed to have all the time but that get lost in the every day hustle and bustle and doubt. Those moments are the ones that make a child skip and twirl and laugh deep in their belly. They take so little effort, and they make such a huge difference. And gives me an incredible thrill every time I get to create one of those moments with one of my siblings' offspring. I want to be that sweet-smelling aunt that always has gum in her purse and gives the best hugs.

~Speaking of hugs, being gone for a week sure gets you some nice ones from the hubby and kids when you get back. And I'm sure it has nothing to do with the fact that they subsisted on spaghetti and pizza the entire time I was gone, or that they had to do dishes and pick up after themselves. *wink* I am pretty impressed and proud of the hubby for the job he did holding down the fort while I was gone though. (He had his folks in town to help, but that also comes with it's own level of stress. Which he survived.) Everyone was fed and had semi normal bedtimes, dishes were done, he made the kids change their clothes once in awhile, and he took them out around town to do fun stuff so they weren't couped up in the house all week. Of course this means that I also got a very gratifiing "your job is hard!" when I got off the plane. *grins* That little bit of acknowledgement is nice to hear now and then.

~ Getting away for a week helped in other areas too. I'm able to think about getting that puppy the boys are begging for now and smile about it. I think we'll be hunting for that new family member later tonight. Wish us luck.

I think that about does it for now. If I come up with anything else later, I'll post again. For now, let me leave you with the moral of my story...it's a moral to live by people...

"That small pile of 3 cards is NOT worth getting your hand smashed into the table by three airforce guys and a sister, all of which are half-baked and out for blood. You gotta wait till there are at least 5 cards out there."

Wednesday, June 14, 2006


Good-byes never come easy. Especially hard are those good-byes that, after which, there will never again be a 'hello'.
Today I have to say good-bye to Harlequinn, my canine friend of 13 years, my only female companion in this house of testosterone, my fellow rule-enforcer, my shadow. Today my heart is breaking, but her pain is ended.
Rest sweetly my girl. You'll be missed.

Friday, June 09, 2006

Coffee mugs anyone?

A proposed design for souvenir shirts/mugs for my favorite blog-read, because I adore her. (read "because I was bored and needed another excuse not to write that next chapter")
And also, honestly, as a thank you for all the information she doles out on a daily basis. I've learned oodles just by lurking in the land of Snarkdom.

Sunday, June 04, 2006

And finally...

Clear sign that your kid needs to go to bed early (just in case you missed the first 50 clues and signs they gave you throughout the day)...
After hearing tears of anguish coming from across the house, I ran (read sauntered) to my child to find out what was wrong. This was the conversation :

me:"Are you ok?"
kiddo: "I'm huuurt..."*sobbing*
me: "How did you get hurt?"
kiddo: "I don't knooooow..." *sobbing*
me: "..ok. Where did you get hurt?"
kiddo: "I don't knoooow...."*sobbing*
me: "...alright. Um...why are you crying?"
kiddo: "...I don't knoooow...." *sniffling*

One minute, 35 seconds later, kiddo was chipper and chattering in the next room. Ya. Early bedtime. Is it 7:30 yet?? *looks at clock* ...2:20...*braces self for rest of day*

A few general observations...

Current mood: content

Now that I've spent an entire half day vegging (yesterday) and an entire morning just sorting through pictures taken during our company's stay(today)... Just a few observations...

1. A full week of going to bed at 9 and getting up before 5:30 makes the kids manic-cranky. Watching them both have melt-downs over the same things (ie. their sandwich being cut into forths instead of halves)was just frightening...though oddly nice as since I'd just dealt with it for one, I was 'practiced' for the next one.

2. The 'burst' function on digital cameras should be used sparingly (if ever)and never while trying to capture small children running around legs of adults. Why you ask? because the results are the same...blury kids, and several angles of the poor adult's gut/legs/butt/etc. So instead of capturing that 1 perfect kid shot, you now have 15 bad butt shots to delete.

3. You may have thought you were rather non-opinionated. Yep. Easy-going. That's you. All it takes to dash that illusion is to have an extremely opinionated person come around with the exact opposite taste and opinions you have. Suddenly you find yourself choking and barely refraining from making terrible childish gag-me-with-a-spoon gestures.

4. There's nothing like a little extra chaos to make you appreciate the peace and harmony that is the chaos of your normal daily life.

5. I actually discovered a priority that ranks above sleep for me. Having a few minutes to myself. Whether I was chatting online, surfing comics, doing a little photoshop, working a Sudoku puzzle, listening to music on the ipod, or ...whatever... I found myself staying up late after others went to bed, just to have those few minutes to myself. Every morning I'd ask myself why on earth I did that to myself, surely that time would have been better spent getting an extra hour or so of sleep...but by the time the day was over, I was saying "oh, ya, that's why", and doing it again. Maintaining peace within..it's a beautiful thing...and far fewer people get death stares from you...which maintains peace outside...also a beautiful thing.

6. Was about to say that in the vein of air fresheners, even a nice scent can be over done and start to drive you mad...However..thinking back...we had 4 adults, 3 kids and 2 dogs in this house during a week of 90-ish temps. And yet, I was smelling the air freshener....I think I'll go hug it instead of throwing it out.

7. I need a nap. A nice long one where I can just go comatose without kid-worry or a phone waking me up 20 minutes in.

8. Even small dreams are worth carrying around in your pocket.

Normalcy returns...

...such as it is.

Company has left (I'm exhausted..so many sights viewed in so few days...), kids are out of school for the summer, there is only one precious thing left on my calendar....

'scuse me while I sit back and enjoy not having to be anywhere for a week or so.

Now I can get back to photoshop'n and writing and taking photos and, and, and...well...whatever the heck the mood strikes me to do! (yay!)