Since it's a new season (and since I've been enjoying others' blogs even though it's way past my bedtime--yes, 10:00 is way past for me), I decided to post something.
I'm even trying to add a fall-ish feel to the blog. I don't know if I'm smart enough to change my background. "The Cutest Blog on the Block" is very user-friendly and that's why it's fine with me to advertise for them on my blog. As you know, my blog gets a lot of traffic. Hannah and Thelma both told me that their computer-savvy husbands both know how to remove the "Cutest Blog on the Block" insignia from their blogs. My husband is food-savvy more than anything, but even if he did know how to do something like that, I think CBotB (do they go by that?) deserves credit--especially if I am successful in changing seasons on my blog tonight.
So why am I even bothering to try to blog since I don't seem to have anything to blog about? I am just rambling about because it's been so long and I don't really know where to begin. Perhaps I should just end.
Maybe some pictures would be nice and give me some direction:
On 9/09/09 little Marcos turned one. I gave him this quick bath in the sink yesterday because he got into our liquid soap under the sink and spilled it all over. The bubbles are just from what he had poured onto his clothes and his skin. The other day he slathered himself and the furniture and carpet around him in Vaseline. Yes, Lili did do that too. No, I didn't learn my lesson. And to answer Edgar's "Why did you leave it where he could reach it?" I wanted to ruin the carpet. Actually, this time I Googled carpet and petroleum jelly, and I think I got it all out. I bet Enoch and Jennifer wish I'd done that the first time since their living room now sports the stains from Lili's petroleum jelly experience.
Lili and Ruben have bike helmets (and knee pads--Lili's are supposed to be elbow pads, but only one of the helmets came with pads, so we're sharing). We are now a 4-wheeler owning family much to Edgar's joy and my chagrin. The kids love going with him and of course, safety is always first with Edgar. Cousin Jessica called tonight to let Edgar know she saw two bucks right by Grandma's garage. I texted Edgar about it right away. Edgar's hunting season starts Monday. We are so pumped. I even cleaned out our freezer (which hadn't been done in more than 3 years) in anticipation of keeping the venison there until Edgar's friend comes to pick it up. Though Edgar is blood-thirsty and likes to kill the poor deer, we don't like the taste of venison.
Marcos was weaned way too quickly. I wanted to do it gradually. He took to the bottle far too quickly and too well.
And here are a few pictures from our wonderful vacation to Washington. We visited the Davises--please see Thelma's blog (thelmadavis.blogspot.com) for a more complete, though perhaps biased description. (And do ignore the part about me being psycho. There's not an ounce of truth to it.)
We got to go on a ferry ride.
We got to go to Vancouver to Stanley Park. My children wish they were Davises. Lili said, "I wish Emma were my sister." The best part of the trip for Ruben was "playing with Mark's toys."
Seeing Thelma's tastefully decorated home was inspirational until I tried my own decorating project. Then it was rather depressing. Some sisters have it. I don't. We three sisters enjoyed comparing the lengths of our limbs and our flexibility. Mostly we laughed a lot.
Multnomah Falls, by Portland, was lovely and very accessible.
There are more pictures that I uploaded, but they got lost in cyberspace I guess. There's a reason I don't blog more often. I've been working at this for over an hour and I am not even sure I was successful in changing my background. If you're still seeing red cherries instead of fall leaves and colors, I take back everything nice I wrote about TCBotB or whatever that website's called.
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