In case you're wondering, since this is for personal use and there is no consumer, there are no copyright issues. OK, I'm done.
Friday, March 20, 2009
Gerrit's Turn
This is Gerrit. I was also working on a project along with Cassie's painting. I had read an article on ESPN about people who decided that instead of paying a lot of money for sports merchandise, they could make it themselves. So I thought I'd try it. I found the Twins 1961-65 logo on www.sportslogos.net and set about to put it on a zip up hoodie. I'm not a seamster by any means as I'm sure you'll notice, but here is the finished product. I like it and it's a lot cheaper than anything I could have purchased.
In case you're wondering, since this is for personal use and there is no consumer, there are no copyright issues. OK, I'm done.
In case you're wondering, since this is for personal use and there is no consumer, there are no copyright issues. OK, I'm done.
Sunday, March 15, 2009
Painting is My "Art's Desire"
So, it won't be in a gallery any time soon, but I enjoyed painting this tonight:
I laid around the apartment today whining, "I'm booooored." I had flashbacks to being eight and my mom saying, "It's okay to be bored." Instead Gerrit said, "Do you want to go to a craft store?" Yes, yes I do. And for the low, low price of $8 we both found things to do! What a great deal for these tough economic times! I'm no Bob Ross,
but I do love a blank canvas and a clean brush. *sigh*
I laid around the apartment today whining, "I'm booooored." I had flashbacks to being eight and my mom saying, "It's okay to be bored." Instead Gerrit said, "Do you want to go to a craft store?" Yes, yes I do. And for the low, low price of $8 we both found things to do! What a great deal for these tough economic times! I'm no Bob Ross,
but I do love a blank canvas and a clean brush. *sigh*
Saturday, March 14, 2009
Eight is Enough
On top of working as a Para at the elementary school, I also work for the before and after school daycare. Since we were on Spring Break, the daycare went on lots of field trips to make the break more fun for the kids. On Thursday, we made a trip with the kids to the park in the big mall. What made the trip extra special is that Gerrit got to come be a chaperone. We were assigned to the eight kids in the Kindergarten and 1st grade group.
OH. MY. GOSH.
Perhaps you're thinking that eight kids isn't that many. I mean, Jon and Kate Plus 8 do this everyday. Let me tell you....we are not Jon and Kate. And at this age, they wander off and we can't strap them into a stroller. The whole day I was yelling, "EVERYBODY GRAB A HAND!" (They didn't get the "BUDDY CHECK!" concept.) At lunch I prepped each kid on what to do if a stranger talks to you. I religiously counted the kids before and after every ride. 1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8. onetwothreefourfivesixseveneight. 1-2-3-4-5-6-7......ohmygosh......phew....8. I was counting to eight in my sleep that night.
We went on ride after ride after ride. One little guy in particular was a bit frightened of the water log ride. We'll call him "Jimmy." But by the end of the day, Jimmy conquered his fear and decided to go on it. Gerrit asked if Jimmy would like to ride with me on the ride. Jimmy said, "No, I want to ride wif you because wew best fwiends."
Another little boy (we'll call "Tony"), claimed he wasn't scared of that ride or anything else. Jimmy said, "You gotta be scawed of someTING." Tony said, "Well, I'm scawed of someting, but I'm not tellin'." Tony then whispered to me, "Want to know what I'm scawed of?"
"Yes, what is it?"
"It's ninjas."
Yeah Tony, I'm pretty scared of ninjas too. :)
Towards the end of the day, we all got slushies. Everyone's teeth and tongue were either blue or red. Even Gerrit's:
I took many adorable pictures of our little group, but since they aren't my children, I don't feel right about posting any pictures with their faces in them. However, as hyper as they were all day, this is what they looked like on the ride home:
And this is what Gerrit looked like when we got home. 
Rough day? Now he knows why I'm so tired when I get home from work. He can't wait to chaperone again sometime!
OH. MY. GOSH.
Perhaps you're thinking that eight kids isn't that many. I mean, Jon and Kate Plus 8 do this everyday. Let me tell you....we are not Jon and Kate. And at this age, they wander off and we can't strap them into a stroller. The whole day I was yelling, "EVERYBODY GRAB A HAND!" (They didn't get the "BUDDY CHECK!" concept.) At lunch I prepped each kid on what to do if a stranger talks to you. I religiously counted the kids before and after every ride. 1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8. onetwothreefourfivesixseveneight. 1-2-3-4-5-6-7......ohmygosh......phew....8. I was counting to eight in my sleep that night.
We went on ride after ride after ride. One little guy in particular was a bit frightened of the water log ride. We'll call him "Jimmy." But by the end of the day, Jimmy conquered his fear and decided to go on it. Gerrit asked if Jimmy would like to ride with me on the ride. Jimmy said, "No, I want to ride wif you because wew best fwiends."
Another little boy (we'll call "Tony"), claimed he wasn't scared of that ride or anything else. Jimmy said, "You gotta be scawed of someTING." Tony said, "Well, I'm scawed of someting, but I'm not tellin'." Tony then whispered to me, "Want to know what I'm scawed of?"
"Yes, what is it?"
"It's ninjas."
Yeah Tony, I'm pretty scared of ninjas too. :)
Towards the end of the day, we all got slushies. Everyone's teeth and tongue were either blue or red. Even Gerrit's:
I took many adorable pictures of our little group, but since they aren't my children, I don't feel right about posting any pictures with their faces in them. However, as hyper as they were all day, this is what they looked like on the ride home:
And this is what Gerrit looked like when we got home. 
Rough day? Now he knows why I'm so tired when I get home from work. He can't wait to chaperone again sometime!
Monday, March 2, 2009
I'm Just a Little Ashamed....
....to admit that I am emotionally devastated by The Bachelor. I have fallen victim once again to my reality television addiction (it's a disease!). I have many choice words for the Bachelor, Jason. But at this time, I will just say that he is a bad, selfish, mean man! If it's any comfort, I'm going to seek help since I clearly have a problem. Admitting it is the first step. But right now, I just need to be alone with some chocolate. I don't want to talk about it....
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