Fare Fair Faire

I have been so busy with the bazaar this year that I haven't posted in a while. I am afraid that this is just going to be the case for another few weeks. I did manage to catch a mistake about the bazaar recently that no one else has. I guess they may have but no one has brought it to my attention. I have been spelling Fare wrong. We wanted a bit of a play on words for the bazaar and so we named it the Holiday Fare. We liked that since it was like Fair but Fare. I have just realized that I have been combining the words to spell Faire.

I now know this because I made a rather large order of printed signs to Vistaprint with the wrong spelling. It is misspelled on the church sign, website, fliers, and now all the signs to direct traffic where to go. Once I had my "Oh S#@% !" moment and clued Travis in as to what I had done, he thought it was just best to embrace the screw up and say that we invented a new word. I have to say that I am on board with this decision (Since I am committed now) and that if you talk to me openly in public about this I will deny that there was ever a problem in the first place. This was the plan from the beginning.

My Monster

Sam has this which is just plain goofy! He, to me, looks like he has monster teeth what with them being so spaced out. The squinty eyes and wrinkled nose don't help. It makes me laugh every time he does it which is often.

Random sentances

I am sitting here in bed thinking of all the things I need to get done this week. House looks like a bomb went off but it needs to be cleaned up before Thursday night because there is going to be a meeting here. Meeting...Bazaar meeting. Not a BAZAAR meeting but a meeting about the bazaar I am in charge of. I have a thousand things I need to get done for my booth in the bazaar and I have no time to do them.

Travis is laying next to me breathing loudly and I kind of want to hit him with a pillow. That would not be so nice but it would feel good. I have had a headache for a couple of days now which is weird for me as I haven't had a headache for a while. I don't like it and my head itches. I keep wanting to do amazing things with my blog but I am having trouble managing my time. I am tired and have no energy and all I want to do is lay in bed all day. My kids have been a mix of good and evil lately. I don't know what to think about that other than they are kids. Maybe they are trying to kill me.

I have killed every Venus fly trap I have ever had. I clearly don't have enough flying bugs in my house to keep them fed. Travis has now decided to read my blog over my shoulder and it is maddening. Maybe I should hit him with a pillow. He did flick me for thinking about hitting him with a pillow once he read it. It would just be revenge.

My head is filled with random thoughts and it feels kind of good to let it out. What other crazy stuff is in there? I like cake. I really liked talking to Sam today like I was hosting a cooking show and had a thick Columbian accent. I don't know why it was Columbian but alas it was and Sam thought it was hilarious. That is the only accent that makes him laugh. I like to read to the kids with different accents but am afraid to do them for anyone else. I had a thought the other day to sue America for the loss of my accent. I love European accents and think they are interesting and classy and I want mine back. I am not happy that it was lost over time and I blame the melting pot that is America. Now as I write and narrate this in my head I am speaking in an Irish accent. Once it starts it can't be stopped. Oh well at least I am fancy in my own head. Ok now I sound like a head case. Off to bed before this turns into a 5 page essay on the crazy firings of my brain.

Claire's Corner

There is going to be a new regular post with Claire from now on. I will be asking her questions and she will be answering them. I would like to get to the point that others ask her questions and she can answer them. Be thinking of some appropriate questions and when it is time for Claire's Corner I will pick a few and she will answer them.

Q: How old are you?

A: 4

Q: When is your birthday?

A: July

Q: What do you think of the weather today:

A: Um, it's cloudy and this is pretty funny.

Q: What do you want to say?

A: Um, rainbows, plants, Ben said pants and I said PLANTS! That is just silly.

Q: What do you think of Ben?

A: He's 2. He is funny and silly and nice and he likes sharks. Yup, he likes sharks. Ben got a frog from the dentist for doing a good job. He likes big fishies and tiny fishies. He likes playing at the playground and I like to play at the playground. He likes to watch movies and he like to sing songs and stars and the moon. He likes the windy days and sometimes he really likes going everywhere at the stores. I am done about Ben.

Q: What do you think about Sam?

A: He likes to put his hand in his mouth and eat the play ketchup. Sometimes he cries and wakes me up like last night. It's OK. Sam likes Ben. Ben really likes Sam. Sam is a baby and a Sam. Sam Sam Sam Sam.

Q: What do you think about mean people?

A: Queens are mean. Sometimes they can be dangerous. That's it.

Q:Is there anything else you have to say?

A: Yup, I don't know. Maybe Ben can do it?

Again I am opening up the floor to ask Claire questions so be thinking and post a comment. I will pick a few and she will answer them.

A Corny Fellow

Sam has now discovered that he is a lover of corn. We have given him corn at several meals because we have had a lot of corn around. Plus it keeps him quiet and happy at meal time. Emphasis on quiet. He is getting more teeth and I think the cob feels good on his gums so why not? The problem we are discovering now is that as corn is becoming less and less in season our table is becoming more and more loud. He is now demanding corm at every meal and is not happy when it is not delivered. What are we going to do when our CSA is done in a couple of weeks?!!

Sam: Captains log day 248

It has been 248 days since my arrival on this strange planet. Shortly after entering into the atmosphere, where I found the air breathable and the light bright, I encountered several species that look like me and I have remained with them to this day. There is one that dispenses food which is called Mama and I seem to be the only one who eats what she offers. There is also one called Daddy who is gone for long periods of time. I find that I am overwhelmed with excitement when he returns and I have yet to figure out why this is. Another is shorter then the Mama and Daddy and has adapted their feet to walk on their toes. That one is called Claire. The other short one is just plain loud. That one is called Ben. I have learned that they have given me a name as well, which is Sam. I don't know why, but they seem to like it and it makes me feel tingly inside when they hold me and say it.

One troubling thing I have experienced lately is pain in my mouth. I have several days of pain and then this hard knob erupts. All I want to do it put things in my mouth and bite them. I have bit the food dispenser on the dispensary and it is not preferred. The dispenser yells, I get flicked, and then I am not allowed to eat anymore. I will not be doing this again as it affects meal time.

Over the past 4 days I have been conducting an experiment. After being put down for the long sleep of the day (Which I usually do well) I have been waking in hopes of being picked up and possibly fed. After not receiving these requests I have been screaming to let the Mama and the Daddy know how serious I am at getting one or both of my, now, demands. I even have tried tricking them to think I am asleep. When they think I am down I believe that they decide to go to sleep themselves. When I feel confident that they have achieved slumber I then scream loudly again for an even longer time. In doing this several times in the allotted slumber time I have succeeded a few times now and hope to continue this pattern. I am quite tired but can not let on. I think that I will scream every time they place me in the barred box, which is reserved for sleep, to see what happens. Maybe I will get a meal or never have to be alone again? More to follow later.

Turquoise

While Magda was in town I really wanted to get some photos taken of the family with her.  We decided to all wear jeans and solid color tops and the children would be in prints.  When we all showed up to meet at Bart and Marilyn's house 3 of us showed up in turquoise, 3 showed up in navy, and the younger girls were both in polka dots.  This was not discussed prior but turned out wonderful.  We all were so happy with how the photos turned out.  Donna Leathers, the photographer and owner of Captivate Photography, did a beautiful job and I look forward to our next set of pictures with her.  Anyone interested in her services should check her out as you will not be disappointed.     http://www.captivatephoto.com/