I want to be like my Daddy…
January 31, 2007 | Filed Under Uncategorized | 2 Comments
Sticking his hand in it-yuck!
His milk- stache
In other news- I feel sometimes that I can actually watch these Paper whites growing. They give us hope and will soon be making our house smell like spring.
3 going on 23
January 29, 2007 | Filed Under Uncategorized | 5 Comments
Eve: Daddy, my shoes are really hurting my feet
Me: Well, take them off
Eve: No, I don’t think so, I really love them
-Daniel
A satisfied customer? Not yet..
January 29, 2007 | Filed Under Uncategorized | 4 Comments
***Update: Mark Bove came to my house this morning. Basically shoved a box of sauce and meatballs into my arms and left. Thankful? Yes, for the sauce. A little ticked off? Yup, that he didn’t have the to integrity to apologize for not showing up yesterday or calling.
So, all in all, glad he came but he botched a chance to really make good. Working here: Scott Miller Salon and Spa I was taught how to do customer service right. Guess I’m spoiled.***
I was angry, very angry! I had just spent an hour and a half making a delicious looking dinner of Chicken Parmesan. I had already eaten my fair share with my eyes…what they say is true in my opinion- we are visual eaters.
I handed Daniel the jar of Bove’s marinara sauce to open since he was standing next to me. He commented on how the lid came off easy; I proceeded to pour the entire contents of the jar over the chicken, red peppers, mushrooms etc. As I grabbed the top of the jar to throw away I noticed that there was a big piece of mold on it. My stomach lurched as I put it all together- moldy top that had come off easy…it was never sealed and our dinner was going in the trash. I’ve had food poisoning once and I never, never want to have that experience again.
I might’ve slammed a few cupboards as reality set in. I asked Daniel to throw it away because I just couldn’t do it. Just couldn’t do it. He cleaned everything up as I tried to call the company to let them know exactly how I felt; luckily for them and me no one was there. After I had calmed down I wrote an e-mail to the customer service at Bove’s. I tried to keep a good balance of accepting responsibility for using a jar of sauce that was unsealed but still letting them know I was not happy.
We really love Bove’s sauce; we’ve been buying it from Costco for quite awhile now. It is also a local company and in keeping with “the Vermont way” we support the locals when we can. But I’ve been known to boycott a company when they haven’t righted a wrong. I really didn’t want to have to do that with Bove’s.
So, about 9pm. last night I get a phone call from Mark Bove. I just about died. He apologized profusely to me; he seemed very sincere. He took my address and let me know he was going to come to my house tomorrow (Monday) and bring me some sauce. His comment was that I was going to be “very content this week”. I was impressed.
It is now 6:06pm with no Mark Bove bringing me sauce. I’m thinking he’s not coming today and I wonder….was it all a facade? It seemed that he was trying to right a wrong. I hope to be satisfied but as of now I am still in the same position as last night: empty handed and not happy.
Splleing
January 28, 2007 | Filed Under Uncategorized | 2 Comments
Aoccdrnig to a rscheearch at Cmabrigde Uinervtisy, it deosn’t mttaer in waht oredr the ltteers in a wrod are, the olny iprmoetnt tihng is taht the frist and lsat ltteer be at the rghit pclae. The rset can be a toatl mses and you can sitll raed it wouthit porbelm. Tihs is bcuseae the huamn mnid deos not raed ervey lteter by istlef, but the wrod as a wlohe. -Dnaeil
I had this 9 pound baby at home….
January 27, 2007 | Filed Under Uncategorized | 4 Comments
Remember, politeness, I know it was about 60 years ago. . .
January 25, 2007 | Filed Under Uncategorized | 2 Comments
It’s called a “cold call”. Recruiters have to do it, and it is not usually a terribly thrilling time. However, we must call, and no, it is not soliciting. No, we are not on the banned list. I don’t care if you are on a “do not call list”. That does not apply to me. I’m from the Air Force, and I want to enlist your son or daughter (or you, if you are the son or daughter) and I’m really actually okay with most people not joining the Air Force. I would probably like for one student from your school to join. That’s it, one. If one student joined from every high school that I work with, my job would be all but done. All that I ask is that you are cordial, or polite (for those parents who don’t know what cordial means, usually the same ones who think it’s illegal for me to call them). And to the kids, at first I was really upset because you sound so happy to answer the phone (someone actually called to talk to your sorry butt) and then you find out it’s a recruiter and you sound disappointed. Yes, I can hear the disappointment, and that is rude. Then I realized that this generation is so busy typing and texting that they probably honestly don’t even know that other people can hear those things in their voice. That actually goes for parents as well. Getting me off the phone in under 20 seconds should not be your goal. If you treat a military recruiter like a telemarketer, then you need to walk outside, take the “support our troops” magnet off of your car and try to remember next time that it’s a human on the other end of the line. -Daniel
The camera dilemma
January 25, 2007 | Filed Under Uncategorized | 4 Comments
We are in the market to replace our digital camera, we need a new one bad. We feel very frustrated with the Canon Powershot that we have; missing shots of the kids due to sluggish processing time, the omission of quality in the pictures we have taken, and the absence of options! It has been enough to drive us crazy!
For months I have been fastidiously saving any extra money to go towards a new camera; which one, though, has been the question. I emailed these amazing artist’s, they are people we know from our church back home and they know their stuff. They offered their help, but we’d also like to know from you all; what do you like in your cameras, what do you hate, what are your suggestions? We know you have cameras so help us out! We have been seriously considering one of these:
Nikon’s D40 and D50; although Costco has the D80 with a lens for a great price.
We are willing to spend a bunch of money if it’s going to blow us away. So, inform us, give us your opinion. We are about ready to throw our camera out the window- if it wasn’t so dang cold!
Global insanity
January 23, 2007 | Filed Under Uncategorized | 2 Comments
I had to visit a school today that smelled like poop. It was an hour and a half drive to get there, this place was “out there”, like, that’s where places that are in the sticks import their sticks from. BTW, it smelled like poop ’cause half the kids still had poop on their boots from the morning farm chores. If you grew up on a farm, no offense, just change your boots before you go to school.
Anyway, there’s pretty much only AM coverage on the radio so I was listening to talk radio when I heard that an Inconvenient Truth -documentary by the inventor of the internet Al “Global Warming” Gore- was nominated for an Oscar for best documentary.
If Al Gore gets an Academy Award, then I would say you know what has just frozen over, except for the inconvenient fact that it’s probably starting to warm up even more down there what with all the freon in the air. Regardless, it pretty much means that the world has flipped upside down.
The weekend in review
January 23, 2007 | Filed Under Uncategorized | Comments Off
Yeast donuts were first
Honey and Nut Trail Mix
All came out delicious!
Weather
January 20, 2007 | Filed Under Uncategorized | 4 Comments
So. . what’s the difference between “Mostly Sunny” and “Partly Cloudy”?? -Hub
Our little "Cindy-Lou-Who"
January 19, 2007 | Filed Under Uncategorized | 8 Comments
Before Christmas I bought “The Grinch” to watch as a family. We snuggled up on our bed with Eve and a big bowl of popcorn to have “special Momma and Daddy time”. Truthfully, I didn’t think that Eve really even liked the movie. She seemed pretty disinterested in the whole affair. The popcorn was what her attention was most fixated on. I was surprised when she asked to watch it again and again. We obliged when it was appropriate and eventually the desire for it wore off.
What was left though is a change in name. No longer do we have an “Eve” living in our house, we have a “Cindy-Lou-Who”.
At first it was funny because she would correct us whenever we would use her name.
“Actually, I am Cindy-Lou-Who” she would say.
Or,
“I’m not Eve I am Cindy-Lou-Who!”.
We knew it was serious when the cashier at our local Hannaford’s asked Eve what her name was and she introduced herself as “Cindy-Lou-Who”. Needless to say the cashier was confused.
We have had so much fun humoring her; the delight that flashes across her face when she realizes you remembered without a reminder is priceless.
The inner workings of the three-year old mind are unfathomable.
I love to watch her. Though I can’t always see the reason behind some of the things she says and does, she is absolutely captivating.
She is most gracious in all her dealings, raining down “Oooh Kankyou’s!” whenever you tell her you love her.
Her manners are nearly impeccable. Like a little southern belle.
There are a multitude of “No, kankyou’s” and “I’d rather not.” “Excuse me’s ” and “Yes, Please!”
She is prolific with her compliments, “Great job!” and “I am so proud of you” is heard multiple times throughout the day.
“Momma, you are the prettiest girl ever!” and Daddy is regularly told that he is the “most handsome boy”.
” Momma, I love all your shirts” was whispered to me last night, while a still soft baby-ish hand stroked my arm.
At nearly every turn she calls Judah “Stud”.
“Eh, eh, eh! Be careful Stud, you almost smooshed me!” was overheard yesterday.
I reflect on her and smile. She most often seems to me not like a three year old but a 26 year old. Yet, she is kind to everyone regardless of their appearance, she doesn’t see color, and she loves with abandon. At times her innocence takes my breathe away.
Now, if only this 26 year old could be more like her. -Andrea
Process-note to self
January 18, 2007 | Filed Under Uncategorized | Comments Off
It’s all a process. Okay, not everything but most things are. That’s what I love about working out (and hate too). It’s slow, but just fast enough to see a change, a slow change granted, but, a change. And it reminds me of the rest of my life and opens my eyes to needing to be patient. In todays’ society, everything is set to be instant. And it is easy to read a book, think you can apply the principles and instantly be a new person. Or start a new diet and think you can instantly shed (or gain) pounds. Change involves process, and that means time, and that demands patience. It also demands that you contribute to the process every day. Or at least pretty regularly. Working out almost everyday, applying principals of good character everyday, improving everyday. Only so much can be accomplished in a day, but accomplishing a little every day adds up. -Hub
An Optomistic View of Options
January 17, 2007 | Filed Under Uncategorized | 3 Comments
I sure do miss summer…
…playing at the playground
…or the rain
… flowers
….going to Shelburne Farms
…eating fresh picked berries
…..bare feet
…swimming or trying to anyways
…open windows
…washing the car
… a different kind of fun
…just not quite as many options
…but still options
(”Paperwhite” flower bulbs)
Our Holding Pattern
January 15, 2007 | Filed Under Uncategorized | 1 Comment
If you’ve been keeping up with this blog, then you know we are waiting on an assignment. I’m coming up to the end of my recruiting tour (due to be done in May) and then the Air Force will be moving us. . . we think. Problem is, that we don’t know for sure, if, or where. The “if” is because the Air Force recently said they would like to save money by extending 3 year tours to 4 years. The logic is that if the Air Force spends money on moving costs less often, they will save money. So here I am nearing the end of a 3 (and now potentially 4) year tour. Normally, at this point, my assignment choices would have been released, and I would be updating my “dreamsheet” to reflect where I would most like to go. That list isn’t out though, ’cause they aren’t sure whether or not the people who would be looking at it (insert me) are going to be extended. Now, I doubt that I will get extended because I’m pretty close to getting an assignment, and there are a few other factors that lead me to believe we will be leaving in May (not going to discuss those in public though). We’ll probably be going somewhere in the states, and hopefully we’ll get an answer soon. Or at least the list of available openings. The plan is that once I get done with this tour, I’ll go back to being an electrician at a regular base. *electrician on houses and power lines, not planes. I’d like to do that for a couple of years, to get some more supervisory experience and then find an Air Force school to teach at somewhere. That’s what I would really like to do, teach. Of course, we’ll let you know as soon as we are released from our holding pattern.
Who Needs a Gym
January 14, 2007 | Filed Under Uncategorized | 1 Comment
Daniel is in a blogging funk so I am writing tonight.
