Here, finally, is the picture of mom and dad's redone, remade bathroom. Doesn't it look great? New counter tops, new mirror, paint, faucet, etc.
Sunday, January 10, 2010
Jor & Sar's newest baby
You can call this beautiful bullet many names, 2004 4wd master, the mini escalade, seat warmer frenzy, or many call him the black panther- we Jory and Sarah Schmidt, are calling our newest and very loved addition to the family, Ceasar, king of the sleek.
We have been very excited with it, and have been using our built in GPS system while out on any errand- the grocery store, the mall, etc. We're loving it. If you would like to come give Cesear a test drive, call, we'll arrange any time that will work for you. There will be a small fee, but no fee is too grand to pass up driving the King. But, we will warn you, if you do take our car for a spin, you will fall instantly in love, and quite possibly, trade your current mode of transportation for your own, luxurious seat warmer frenzy.
Thursday, January 7, 2010
Jenn's Journaling #1
Some of the most memorable things about my childhood were:
Mom and her generosity. I remember always doing things for others, taking things to people, visiting, thinking and talking about others. We didn't have alot, but always shared with others.
Frugality - mostly out of necessity. We always had what we needed & most of our wants but didn't go overboard with extra things that we didn't need. I mean how many times can you water down Ketchup and Koolaid? Our mom saved us into Frugality!!!
On a side note Mike has now become my censor... Nothing goes out without approval.
Mom and her generosity. I remember always doing things for others, taking things to people, visiting, thinking and talking about others. We didn't have alot, but always shared with others.
Frugality - mostly out of necessity. We always had what we needed & most of our wants but didn't go overboard with extra things that we didn't need. I mean how many times can you water down Ketchup and Koolaid? Our mom saved us into Frugality!!!
On a side note Mike has now become my censor... Nothing goes out without approval.
Simple Truths - by Jacob
Jacob and I were just cuddling and talking nose to nose.
He asked, "Mom, do you have hair?"
"Where is my hair, Jacob?" I said.
He rubbed my head & hair.
"Here is Jacob's hair," I said while rubbing his head.
"Daddy has no hair," he said.
I laughed and said, "Yes."
"Mommy has no penis. Jacob has a penis, but Mommy has no penis."
So cute. So true. So real.
He asked, "Mom, do you have hair?"
"Where is my hair, Jacob?" I said.
He rubbed my head & hair.
"Here is Jacob's hair," I said while rubbing his head.
"Daddy has no hair," he said.
I laughed and said, "Yes."
"Mommy has no penis. Jacob has a penis, but Mommy has no penis."
So cute. So true. So real.
Tuesday, January 5, 2010
journaling prompt #1
What lessons did you take as a child that have carried over into your adult life?
We were not super scheduled children as so many are these days. I assume that this was due both to financial constraints as well as inability to do many things with five kids to involve in different activities.
Mom did force me, however, to take piano lessons for several years although I don't recall exactly how many years I participated in them. I took lessons from Elaine for several years and then continued with LaFaye Hamilton for several more years. I remember dreading piano lessons although I think it is more likely that I dreaded LaFaye's dogs. I quit even though Mom didn't want me to. And she was right. As an adult, looking back, I wish I had continued with lessons for a few more years. I feel pretty confident playing most of the hymns. I sometimes like to sit down and play them and find it oddly relaxing. I have been successful for several years in not letting others know that I play the piano and have rarely had to play in the presence of others. Then I moved into the Englewood ward where very few people play the piano. I now have to play frequently in Relief Society. It makes me nervous, and I often make mistakes. But no one cares. They are just glad that someone can play--even if sometimes it is only the top hand.
I also recall taking tap lessons from Darlene Stoker. I enjoyed it, but every time I think about that pink pepto bismol outfit with the feathers I get a bit queasy. Angela Anderson and JaNae Webb were in my class. I can still do the stomp hop step flap step. It is one sweet move.
In middle school I was on the volleyball team for two years. I loved it. I played as the setter simply because I was too short to play anything else. I still have the t-shirts although I haven't worn them for ages. I still enjoy playing. I think playing volleyball has led me to want to maintain an active lifestyle.
We were not super scheduled children as so many are these days. I assume that this was due both to financial constraints as well as inability to do many things with five kids to involve in different activities.
Mom did force me, however, to take piano lessons for several years although I don't recall exactly how many years I participated in them. I took lessons from Elaine for several years and then continued with LaFaye Hamilton for several more years. I remember dreading piano lessons although I think it is more likely that I dreaded LaFaye's dogs. I quit even though Mom didn't want me to. And she was right. As an adult, looking back, I wish I had continued with lessons for a few more years. I feel pretty confident playing most of the hymns. I sometimes like to sit down and play them and find it oddly relaxing. I have been successful for several years in not letting others know that I play the piano and have rarely had to play in the presence of others. Then I moved into the Englewood ward where very few people play the piano. I now have to play frequently in Relief Society. It makes me nervous, and I often make mistakes. But no one cares. They are just glad that someone can play--even if sometimes it is only the top hand.
I also recall taking tap lessons from Darlene Stoker. I enjoyed it, but every time I think about that pink pepto bismol outfit with the feathers I get a bit queasy. Angela Anderson and JaNae Webb were in my class. I can still do the stomp hop step flap step. It is one sweet move.
In middle school I was on the volleyball team for two years. I loved it. I played as the setter simply because I was too short to play anything else. I still have the t-shirts although I haven't worn them for ages. I still enjoy playing. I think playing volleyball has led me to want to maintain an active lifestyle.
journaling prompts
I came across some journaling prompts while visiting at home this summer that must have come from a Young Womens lesson or activity. They are little colored strips of paper with questions typed on them. I'm going to post one here occasionally and try to write about it. You may join me if you wish. I think it will be interesting to share what our experiences have been and also to get down some information about ourselves for posterity.
Third Week of Winter
On the first week of winter (Dec 21st) the weather gave to me
A twenty-four hour storm, so I nearly slid into a tree.
On the second week of winter (Dec 28th) my honey made sure to see,
That we bought tires for the car, so we sped along with glee.
On the third week of winter (Jan 2) smog surrounded the city.
At Five Mile pass we played in the snow 'til we were giddy.
On the fourth week of winter (next week), avoid the cold take pity.
While the weather's super bad, make some tortillas super pretty.
By then winter will be one third over, and this little ditty
Will continue on measuring the snow, cold & salt so gritty.
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