Monday Night Musings

I (Julie) should be going to bed right now. Afterall, we've been telling ourselves for years that we need to start going to bed by 11pm. We've made it to bed before midnight for the last few weeks, so that's serious progress. Anyhow, here I am left with my musings while Rob works on editing photos. So a few thoughts...

It was mentioned in Sunday School yesterday about Abraham and his servants or whatever. All I could think about after I heard that was, "Man, I REALLY wish I had servants." I have kids, but they're too young to really get them to do anything that I couldn't do in 1/100th of the time. Servants. That's what I want.

I go grocery shopping once a week. I REALLY need to find a way to stretch that out. It's so mundane to do it every 7 days. How can I get it down to 2 or 3 times a month?? I meal plan a week out so I can account for new recipes and using ingredients I have on hand or before they expire. But how do you plan out further than that when you still need to go buy fresh produce, milk, and bread every week? I know not everyone goes this often, so a little help would be much appreciated.

My kids have been really great lately. They play together so well that I'm left thinking, "Well, what should I do?" I already have a bunch of hobbies but I need something new. And it has to be cheap and something where I can be interrupted frequently.

We watched "Love Happens" last night and I bawled most of the way through. It was really cute, actually, and didn't have anything gross in it at all. Another fabulous movie we saw a while ago is called "The Dish". It's a true story surrounding the role Australia played in the first moon walk. After a few minutes of watching this movie I turned to Rob and said, "This must not be an American film. It's just too clever and fun." Sure enough, it's Australian. We both highly recommend it. Which brings me to my next point...

Netflix is great. I actually get to watch high quality movies. How great is that?! I can sort through movies and see why they're rated what they're rated and avoid anything that has scenes I'm uncomfortable with. I don't have to look at all the crude movie box covers as I browse the aisles at Blockbuster and there are SO MANY more options! Hooray!

Well, Rob says he's pretty much done with editing for the evening. So i guess we're off to bed. Goodnight.

Nate-isms

• Madeleine is usually grumpy when she wakes up from her nap. Nate was asking her if she wanted to do things with him (play games, chase, etc). After she said no a bunch of times he finally asked her, “Madeleine, do you want me recycled to a new family?” ….She remained silent….
• Nate’s a full-fledged boy. He loves cars, Star Wars, fighting, sports, the whole bit. But the other day I bought Madeleine a My Little Pony movie since she’s been subjected to boy movies her whole 2 years of life. Well, Nate’s fallen in love. He asks to watch it twice a day. Tonight I caught him prancing, dancing, and fluttering along with the ponies…. Rob told me I need to buy some Transformer cartoons asap.
• This afternoon I found a puddle of water on the dining room floor (not at all unusual). But then I noticed it was dripping from the heating/air conditioning register in the ceiling. Turns out, Nate and Madeleine decided to explore the registers in the upstairs bedrooms and thought it would be cool to pour a bottle of water down the one in my bedroom. In his defense, he thought the water would come out of the register located above our tv and piano….

All this and more in the last 24 hours alone.

Here's Nate showcasing his new-found talent for blowing air into Madeleine's teapot to get the lid to move. It looks like he's working on…something else...Yikes!! I was laughing SO hard!! (You’ll want sound.)

 

Here’s another one of him “playing the trumpet”. This one is hysterical, too. Just another night at the Snow home!

When Mom’s Away

A few more pictures are here.

Boredom: My Experience

I (Julie) was born bored. My whole life I’ve had this gnawing feeling of boredom and restlessness. It’s innate.

And I found out today that I’m going to die from it.

I read an article on MSNBC today on how “Research suggests a link between chronic listlessness and heart problems.” Following are a couple of excerpts that apply directly to me:

• Experts say there's a possibility that the more bored you are, the more likely you are to die early.
• Those who reported they had been very bored were two and a half times more likely to die of a heart problem than those who hadn't reported being bored.
• Boredom is linked to anger suppression, which can raise blood pressure and suppress the body's natural immunity.
• It was only people who were chronically bored who should be worried.

Although, it did say that people who are bored are more likely to lead an unhealthy lifestyle, which isn’t me. But even taking that into account the above still applies, especially since I would classify myself as chronically bored.

Most of the time I am somewhat bored, but when I get really, REALLY bored (about once every 6 weeks), I am pitifully grumpy and mope around the house. Nothing is interesting. I’m in a complete funk. In the moment, the only thing I feel could cure me is a trip somewhere away from this “hole” (as I lovingly refer to it). So since I’m rarely able to make that happen when I need it, I just have to slowly endure until my hormones equalize themselves and I start to feel normal again. I do blame some of it on hormonal fluctuations.

But I guess I better get my act together so I don’t die prematurely. Besides, the wrinkles caused by my furrowed brow are quite unsightly.

Jules’ Jewels

Okay, so I (Julie) wouldn’t exactly say I have jewels. I’ve never owned anything large or flashy, nor have I ever wanted to. Every time I’ve tried on something like that I feel overwhelmed instead of enhanced. But I do have a few small pieces of jewelry that have some good sentimental value to them.  

The other day I got the itch to shoot and decided to use my jewelry against different textures around my house. When I started editing them I decided to go for a hyper-warm, 70’s vintage-y feel for most of them. I wanted to bring out the texture, wood grain and glowing light.

 

Rob gave me these silver earring for Christmas this year. They add just the right amount of *sparkle*.

 

My Grandma Clark was getting rid of a bunch of her jewelry and her granddaughters got to go through it and choose what we wanted. I chose these two red and gold medallions and put them on a chain I already owned. I have no idea the story behind them (I really wish I did) but I just think they look SO cool.

 

These three silver rings I bought in Mexico when I went there with a friend when I was 19 years old. Lots of fun…and interesting…stories from that trip ;) !!

 

These ruby and diamond studs were a gift from my Grandma Clark (along with a ring that is in my safe deposit box).

 

My mom gave this diamond necklace to me for my wedding day. She knows my taste so well!

 

A watch I gave Rob for Christmas one year.

 

Another pair of earrings salvaged from my Grandma Clark’s collection.

 

 

I received this little brown stone necklace from my mom as a gift many years ago.

 

This necklace is one of the very few pieces of jewelry I have bought myself. The only sentimental value it holds is that when the two metal charms bang together it sounds just like Danny’s dog collar (our favorite dog while growing up). Super weird that it reminds me of him. But to make it less weird, I didn’t know that when I bought it!

 

This is a freshwater pearl necklace given to me as a gift from my Grandma Allred. It’s so delicate and beautiful.

 

 

 

This necklace I made myself out of black stone from a beading kit I bought for a Sister’s Night Out when my youngest sister was getting married.  

And finally, La Piece de Resistance!! When Rob and I were ring shopping I was sorely disappointed with the selection in the stores. Everything looked the same! I wanted something beautiful and unique. I’ve always wanted a diamond band for my wedding ring and one day remembered that my Grandma Clark had given me a large, diamond-clustered ring that I had in my safe deposit box. We had the diamonds cleaned and appraised and were excited to hear that they were in great condition! A couple of my friends from work had told me about Rocky Mountain Diamond Company and Rob and I set out to design my perfect wedding ring. I was and still am THRILLED with the result. It sparkles like crazy, has a lot of sentimental value to it, no one else has a ring just like it, and I get compliments on it ALL the time.

Dee Datt!!!

Anytime anyone does something Madeleine really doesn’t approve of, she yells,

Dee Datt!!

What she’s saying is, “Don’t do that!!” but Nate never realized this. So when they argue and she yells

Dee Datt!!

he thinks it’s a derogatory name aimed directly at him. So he mopes and tells me, “Mom, Madeleine said

Dee Datt!!

to me!” So he’s started yelling

Dee Datt!!

back to her when he’s really angry. I’m afraid it’s his way of calling her a bad name.

Guess it could be worse…