Jul 19, 2010


Summer...yea. It is not the way I remember it. If someone told me ten years ago when my oldest kiddo was 10 that in 2010 my summer would not involve reading Little House on the Prairie books out loud, going swimming in the afternoon, doing the library reading program, taking 3 week long road trips, and making job charts for the kiddos I would have thought they sure have a lot of nerve. But as it always is with the future....it happened. Summer is busier than when school is in. No one is in any classes or camps but it is still busy. Girls camp was one week and EFY is one week. That is all the Baird children are doing this summer and I still had to schedule a day for Six Flags, a day for the beach, a day for NYC, a day for the LEGO exhibit in Springfield, and a day to go to the Ben and Jerry's ice cream plant in Vermont. And notice I did not even get an "s" on the end of my use of the word day? I only have one day at each place. I was hoping for DAYS.

But despite my complaining....or is it whining? And my adorable high expectations of myself I have accomplished a lot of things so let me tell you all about them so that maybe in doing so I can feel better.

The little girls bedroom is painted a lovely shade of lilac tan. Lilac tan? Yeah, I do not know who named that one.....maybe they thought lilac written all by itself on the little paint swatch looked boring and while they were thinking about how they needed to get a tan they accidentally wrote tan next to lilac? All I know is everyone in the house likes the color and it is done.

A long time ago when we lived in Kansas my friend Alane gave me a table and 8 chairs. When we were getting ready to move from Indiana to Massachusetts I got a notion to spray paint them. Of course the notion came when I was also packing up my house but trust me when those notions come, you acknowledge them, and act. Especially when you are me...which you aren't are you? :) Anyway, I spray painted the chairs red. My dear friend Joan sanded the top of my table and we stained it. And I painted the legs of the table red. It turned out beautiful. But since I was in the middle of packing... it is possible that some parts under the chairs never got spray painted red and you did not know that when you sat in my chairs but I did and it has been driving me crazy. So about two weeks ago I set the chairs in the backyard and spray painted them again. And now if you come over and feel the urge to check under my chairs you will see they are indeed ALL red :)

Once a week we have been going to the free movies at the movie theater. I have never done this before. But it has turned out to be a really fun thing for Tatiana, Natalie, and Amanda and I to do. Some of these movies I have always wondered about but never had enough time to sit down and actually watch them.....you know how that happens, right? So far Planet 51 has been my favorite. And this week is Cloudy With A Chance of Meatballs.

We have picked raspberries, strawberries and blueberries and all experiences were absolutely perfect in every way. Not too hot. Lots of berries. We actually just picked blueberries last Sunday evening. We took the whole family and some friends came along too. We drove up Skyline Trail to a secluded, abandoned blueberry patch. It was 7:00 in the evening and the temperature was perfect. Everyone had a container and went their merry way....except Joe who spent his time trying to scare us all with the thought of bears. It really was a perfect evening.

Seminary occupies a pretty big part of each day. I have been reading a ton of stuff trying to figure out how I want to do everything this year. Besides educating myself on church history. I have read seminary blogs, I have asked all my old seminary teacher friends. Basically anyone who will talk to me I have asked about their ideas :) I really, really, really love to gather information before I make decisions. Last Sunday was my opening Seminary meeting and as I looked at the room full of 16 Seminary kids and saw them laughing, chatting, and smiling at each other I felt so happy. I am really looking forward to this year.

The yard has occupied a lot of my time this summer. For the first time since we have lived here my garden has really taken off and done what it should. Last year I fought slugs, bugs and blight. This year I have bunnies and birds but we seem to have, strangely, learned how to co-exist.....although Joe's airsoft gun is always in the back of my mind :) All of my plants are huge and healthy and I have SO many green tomatoes I am going to be very busy in a few weeks canning like crazy.

So I know my list was supposed to make me feel better but I confess all I can think about is that I still need to:

Paint my front door
Paint the bathroom
Prune the raspberries
Move the three boxwoods to the back yard
Plant the three grasses in the boxwoods old spot.
Move the linum
Get Joe and Amanda ready for EFY
organize the storage room

Yeah, you know the list could go on and on don't you?

Word Of The Day

Okay, the word of the day is "drama." I must get to the bottom of this. People use the word drama all the time. Yes, I am one of those people. I have been using it so much that the other day I stopped and realized I needed to find out more about what drama really means.

Do you associate the word drama with good or bad?

Did you know there is a town in Northeastern Greece named Drama?

There is a drama section at Blockbuster and I am always a little interested in which movies end up in the drama section. Sometimes I tend to think it is just where they put everything else that does not fall in any of the other categories.

My best friend dictionary.com says that drama is : "any situation or series of events having vivid, emotional, conflicting, or striking interest or results."

Okay, what about if we add the word queen? Drama queen. Do you know one? By today's standards Scarlett O'Hara from Gone With The Wind was one, just in case you need an example.

I was so relieved when I read all about drama queens because I thought I had five of them and it turns out I don't. I had even started to wonder if I was one, and it turns out that...drum roll please........ I am not....whew. I do love being wrong. My five girls are emotional. But what girl isn't?(actually, I even know some seriously adorable drama kings). If the Baird girls were actual drama queens they would be self centered divas. You would have to walk on eggshells around them.

A drama queen over reacts to "seemingly minor life experiences".... it is that word "seemingly" that gets me every time. Did you know it means, "appearing, whether truly or falsely to be as specified?" So that must mean that someone else who is standing around watching you is deciding from the appearances of things whether your life experiences are minor or not? Someone who has not lived your life and had all the experiences you have is deciding whether you are over reacting or not and then labeling you a drama lover accordingly.

According to the all knowing internet drama queens are not really very good people. It seems that they wrote the bestselling book on "selfishness", and the follow up bestselling book on "making unreasonable demands." I have never and will never label someone a drama queen. I am not them and I have not lived their life, it is possible that I have gone through two or three of the same experiences they have but it will never be enough to understand them enough to label them a drama queen. Besides, all they really need is someone to talk to and help them through some tough times. It may be a couple of years worth of tough times or it may be just a day of tough times. But I am a sucker and I will be there for you through it all.

So what do you think? Am I way off base? Too much drama? :)

Jul 4, 2010

Just Catching Up With Pictures

Miriam and Gage in a box.

Tatiana and Natalie at a waterfall by our house.

Joe, in the blue shirt....done with Middle School!

Garden 2010

Jul 2, 2010

Preconceived Notions.

I have high expectations.....sigh...there I said it. What happens now? Do you know what expectations are? Yeah, I am not sure myself. Let's see if in the course of writing about it I can figure it all out. Did you know that if you are human you have expectations? There is no way out of it, you can't ever avoid that old pal expectations. And just to make it extra fun the studies say that we are only aware of a small number of our expectations the majority of those rascally expectations stay hidden. You have expectations of:

your kids,
your friends,
your spouse,
your job,
the weather,
your hydrangea,
your cat,
your food you order at a restaurant.

Just to name a few......honestly the list of things you have expectations of is endless....that means eternal which means it goes on and on and on :)

I have been asking the question lately, of everyone I can, "Where on earth do our gosh darn expectations come from?" I mean it...I really need to know. So finally, tonight, when I gave in and asked all knowing google,"Where do expectations come from?" the answer that appeared made everything clear.....it said "expectations generally come from our past experiences." Yipppeee, I can yet again, blame my perfect parents for my current woes...parents really dig that :) I really did have the best childhood ever. After I blame my parents for my high expectations I should probably blame the entire 1986 graduating class from Snohomish High school...they were so accepting and nice to me....voted for me to be a Senior class officer, nominated me the most friendliest for the yearbook....got me through high school with a great self esteem so you can see that at the very young age of 17 I already had high expectations of life.

How do you get rid of high expectations? Did you know that there are people who try with all their might to go through life claiming to expect nothing? I have been known to fall in this category.....especially around my birthday time when I declare to everyone that I have no expectations for my birthday. I did not know if you knew that if you have no expectations then you avoid disappointment.....but living life without preconceived notions and expectations would be extremely difficult so it would be a minor miracle if you truly and honestly had no expectations....yes, I may be calling you a liar....but what did you expect :) So since you can't get rid of the velcro like expectations what can you do? GASP......you can go with the flow! Crazy? I know.....who does that? Who makes the best of whatever happens?