I have to admit I just let out a Romantic, I'm in love, sigh. My camera is broken. I called my husband and told him. Do you know what he said?
"Buy a new one. Just do it. Just buy a new camera, don't ever ask me about it again. Buy an SLR, but whatever you want. Just do it, and have a camera that works. Just get whatever makes you happy. Okay? I love you, bye."
I said "ok" and "I love you too" and then hung up laughing. Then I let out a long, smiling, romantic *sigh*. My husband just wants me to be happy. Does life get better than that?
Wednesday, July 28, 2010
Tuesday, July 27, 2010
Cat
I am NOT a pet person. I like babies, and don't have time or interest in pets. I don't like the thought of pet germs either. I won't even allow fish. I promise my kids a baby every time they ask for a pet.
And yet...... Picture this:
I am cleaning my basement to get ready for the carpet (insert angelic singing voices) and I hear this terrible screaming noise. I walk outside to see what it was. I look all around and then start following the sound to a corner in my yard where there are lots of weeds. I look down and see a little black and white furball. Possibly a rat? Maybe a raccoon? Then the neural synapses start making little connections right and left inside my brain and I recall a black and white cat spending a lot of time in my yard. Ooooooh no. She left a baby behind. And this baby is starving and MAD!
I grab latex gloves and pick up the cat. I rush over to my neighbors house and we freak out together. I have a dentist appointment. Now. I notice her stress level rising so I grab the cat, throw it in a bucket with some washcloths, grab two medicine droppers, fill them with milk, and throw four kids and a kitten in the car. We show up at the dentist office and I have no choice but to bring the little rat in. I walk in very embarrassed and explain my story. People think it's pretty cool and ooh and ahh over it. Husband calls to tell me the Humane Society wants me to PAY $25 to drop off the cat. I decide the place the baby in a new home asap, especially when they tell me newborn cats eat every 2 hours.
Every person that walks into the office is offered a cat. One lady agrees and I put the cat in a paper box, take my bucket, and leave as quick as I can.
Two hours later the dentist office calls me and gives me her number. She tells me the cat is too young and we need to put it outside for the mom to come get it. I DRIVE TO MACEY'S and pick up the cat I didn't want. I'm driving home wondering how on Earth this happened to ME! I don't know anything about cats. I don't particularly like cats. Why was this cat left in MY backyard?
We leave the cat outside all evening and the mom never comes. Night falls. I realize all my options have disappeared at this hour. I realize that the baby is going to starve if I don't drive to Walmart and buy CAT FORMULA!!!! and a bottle. $12 later, I 'm now the proud owner of a can of cat formula and I'm on duty for every 2 hours of feedings round the clock.
The cat doesn't scream anymore, but she is still quite the whiner. I think newborn cats are worse than newborn humans.
6:00 am comes and I'm up feeding a cat. Wondering why me again.
10:00 am comes and I put the cat outside because I'm sick of her whining.
10:15 am comes and I go outside to check on the cat and realize that Henry has soaked the cat in her own formula.
10:20 and I am Googling "How to bathe a newborn cat"
10:30 I bathe the kitten in our bathroom sink and take her outside to dry off and warm up.
10:45 am I get a phone call from a lady who is trained in kitten rescue and bottle feeding, and I realize deliverance is nigh.
11:57 and I am waiting for cat lady to get here. Fingers are crossed.
And yet...... Picture this:
I am cleaning my basement to get ready for the carpet (insert angelic singing voices) and I hear this terrible screaming noise. I walk outside to see what it was. I look all around and then start following the sound to a corner in my yard where there are lots of weeds. I look down and see a little black and white furball. Possibly a rat? Maybe a raccoon? Then the neural synapses start making little connections right and left inside my brain and I recall a black and white cat spending a lot of time in my yard. Ooooooh no. She left a baby behind. And this baby is starving and MAD!
I grab latex gloves and pick up the cat. I rush over to my neighbors house and we freak out together. I have a dentist appointment. Now. I notice her stress level rising so I grab the cat, throw it in a bucket with some washcloths, grab two medicine droppers, fill them with milk, and throw four kids and a kitten in the car. We show up at the dentist office and I have no choice but to bring the little rat in. I walk in very embarrassed and explain my story. People think it's pretty cool and ooh and ahh over it. Husband calls to tell me the Humane Society wants me to PAY $25 to drop off the cat. I decide the place the baby in a new home asap, especially when they tell me newborn cats eat every 2 hours.
Every person that walks into the office is offered a cat. One lady agrees and I put the cat in a paper box, take my bucket, and leave as quick as I can.
Two hours later the dentist office calls me and gives me her number. She tells me the cat is too young and we need to put it outside for the mom to come get it. I DRIVE TO MACEY'S and pick up the cat I didn't want. I'm driving home wondering how on Earth this happened to ME! I don't know anything about cats. I don't particularly like cats. Why was this cat left in MY backyard?
We leave the cat outside all evening and the mom never comes. Night falls. I realize all my options have disappeared at this hour. I realize that the baby is going to starve if I don't drive to Walmart and buy CAT FORMULA!!!! and a bottle. $12 later, I 'm now the proud owner of a can of cat formula and I'm on duty for every 2 hours of feedings round the clock.
The cat doesn't scream anymore, but she is still quite the whiner. I think newborn cats are worse than newborn humans.
6:00 am comes and I'm up feeding a cat. Wondering why me again.
10:00 am comes and I put the cat outside because I'm sick of her whining.
10:15 am comes and I go outside to check on the cat and realize that Henry has soaked the cat in her own formula.
10:20 and I am Googling "How to bathe a newborn cat"
10:30 I bathe the kitten in our bathroom sink and take her outside to dry off and warm up.
10:45 am I get a phone call from a lady who is trained in kitten rescue and bottle feeding, and I realize deliverance is nigh.
11:57 and I am waiting for cat lady to get here. Fingers are crossed.
Monday, July 26, 2010
Splash Pad
Really my husband is very humble, but this splash pad was his idea, and he is the one that pushed it through, got the approval, combed through bids, and made this all happen. He didn't pay for it, but without him it would never have happened.
I think he's hot.
I think he's an incredible man.
And I'm so proud of him for his accomplishment.
He's a stud.
Read the article below.
I think he's an incredible man.
And I'm so proud of him for his accomplishment.
He's a stud.
Read the article below.
Ready...set...splash! Kids enjoy new installation in Providence park
Cache Valley's first splash pad has officially opened.
Located in Providence's Alma Leonhardt Park, activities at the pad began Saturday with a ribbon-cutting ceremony and a countdown to the day's first splash.
Seven-year-old Miles Eck had the honors of turning on the pad and being the first to run through it. After several minutes, Miles ran off the pad soaking wet and saying he had fun.
For former Providence Mayor Alma H. Leonhardt, that is what parks are all about: Kids having fun.
"I'm thrilled with it," Leonhardt said of the splash pad. "You come up here and listen to these kids just screaming and laughing, and I've never seen so many kids have so much fun in my life."
Leonhardt, for whom the park was named, gave the countdown to the park's first official splash as Providence City Councilmembers and Mayor Ron Liechty stood in the middle of the pad. After water began to shoot out of the concrete pad, most of the city officials managed to get off the pad without getting too wet, while kids ran, crawled and sat on the water spouts.
Councilman Dave Low said the park has been in the works for a couple of years, and he is glad to finally see it completed.
"It's just a beautiful, awesome place," he said.
The pad is 1,200 square feet and has 63 spouts. Referencing the Las Vegas water show, Low joked, "It's not the Bellagio," but he said the city is proud of the splash pad.
"We like what we've done here, and we hope we can bless the whole community with it," he said.
Liechty said the park opened privately two weeks ago. In that time, the park has already seen visitors from Brigham City and Preston.
Liechty, who managed to run off the pad before getting wet Saturday morning, said he's been to the park with his family.
"They just love it," he said, adding it's "always a little surprise" where the water will come from and when.
Randy Eck, Providence public works director, said nearly 5 gallons of water are used per minute. Water is not being recycled, he said, adding that they are considering capturing the water.
Eck, whose son Miles opened the pad Saturday, said it took about a week and a half to prepare the area for construction. The pad was purchased from a company in Texas, and once it arrived it only took a few days to pour the concrete and set up the nozzles.
"In three days, we were splashing," Eck said.
Low said the pad was financed by an anonymous donor.
The city will continue improving the area, Low said, possibly adding picnic tables and more benches.
"It was built to be used and built to have fun. We hope the valley comes and enjoys it," he said.
The splash pad is open 10 a.m. to 8 p.m.
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