Saturday, May 9, 2009

"Oh, come on!"

This goes along with my last post... what phrases do you always say? I just thought to myself "oh, come on!" Joshua just started saying it all the time. I asked him yesterday where he picked it up. 
Here are the sayings, I can think of, that I say all the time...
- Are you kidding me? Are you kidding? (Laura started saying this in college b/c of me...)
- Seriously?
- Quit! or No! (... especially to the dog)
- Kid or Kiddo (Ethan use to ask why I call him kid and two days ago he said, "I'm not kiddo, I'm kid." I'm sure the ppl around me wonder when I say, "Ok kid, let's go." I say it more often then one would think...)
- Huh?
- Chico or Chica
- Really?
- If you say so.
- No se. (I don't know)

What do YOU (how you doin'?) say all the time?

Favorite Words

This will actually be short!! I'm reading "Eat Pray Love" and this lady is in Rome learning Italian and is talking about the language. 

"Attraversiamo."
He couldn't understand why I liked it so much. Let's cross the street? But to my ear, it's the perfect combination of Italian sounds. The wistful introduction, the rolling trill, the soothing s, that lingering "ee-ah-moh" combo at the end. I love this word. I say it all the time now, I invent any excuse to say it  It's making Sofie nuts. Let's cross over! Let's cross over! I'm constantly dragging her back and forth across the crazy traffic of Rome. I'm going to get us both killed with this word.
Giovanni's favorite word in English is half-assed.
Luca Spaghetti's is surrender.

This made me think about Spanish class in high school. There was a sentence, "Tengo una cita con Maria." in the text book and we would say it constantly. My friends, Phillip and Karina, had to memorize paragraphs in French class and would constantly recite them. All through high school these phrases or paragraphs would stick with us. 

Anyways, my favorite words in Spanish are matemรกticas (math) and pantalones (pants). I enjoy dank je wel (thank you very much) in Dutch. They're just fun for me. Do you have any favorite words or sayings? English or any other language??

This also reminds me of Phillip, "For those of you who don't habla es-pan-ol, el nino is spanish for... THE NINO!" - Chris Farley

Friday, May 8, 2009

Summer


I LOVE summer!! I just got back from taking Chance on a walk, I had to carry him part way. (Side note: I'm scared of ticks! I had never seen one before last week when I found a dog tick on Chance's ear!) 
While on the walk, I could smell a pool. I love the smell of pools and I LOVE swimming! I have been swimming since I was a baby. I even went to the YMCA for preschool. My mom and dad always say how scared they were watching us jump off the diving board.
Here is a picture of my sister, me, Stephanie (my cousin), and my brother sitting on the pool deck. We got stung, at least once, every summer walking to the pool, when it was farther back in the yard. I have so many memories from the pool. One of my first is standing beside the pool and my Uncle Jerry singing, "Alana Maree, as tall as a tree." My (great) Uncle Jim hung a swing on the limb of an apple tree for Courtney and Daniel to swing in when we were out at the pool. I remember Megan, Courtney and Daniel (my cousin Missy's kids) hating swimmies. At first, Daniel hated the pool all together! He would scream bloody murder! We loved making whirl pools and then trying to go the opposite direction. Synchronized swimming was always fun. Or all of the competitions. Who could stay under the water the longest? How many (forward and backwards) summersaults in a row? Who made the littlest splash jumping into the pool. How fast could you swim from one side of the pool to the other and could you make it both ways under water? Let me tell you, I had some great lungs! Making a wave pool was always fun, even though we would get in trouble for making the water splash out of the pool. Actually, we would get in trouble for several things, but that didn't stop us. Of course, we weren't allowed to walk on the edge of the pool. We would try to see who could make it the farthest around. Hopefully, if you fell it was into the pool and not to the ground. What kid doesn't love a chicken fight, what parent does? Who's allowed to dive into a 3 foot pool? How many times did I hit my head? I don't think that many... I can't remember. ;) 
When we moved to Midland, I was 4/5, a lot of kids got summer passes to the public pool. I stopped getting stung every year but I starting getting pink eye. Our feet would also get blisters and worn raw from walking (running) around the pool. The lifeguards had plenty of band aids for our feet! I was in love with a pool worker, Smudge, and various other life guards throughout the years. Our parents would go to work and we would go to the pool as soon as it opened at noon. We would stay until it closed at 6 and then head home for dinner. One would think you had to be accompanied by an adult. Nowadays you have to be 12.... What did I do for 6 hours at the pool?! Well, the same things as I stated earlier... except going the width, sometimes length, of an olympic size pool and add a few feet to the depth. We would see who could tread water the longest in the deep end, 12 ft.  Diving (forward and backwards)/canon ball/flipping/etc  competitions. We would form a 12 ft. tower, in the corner, and another person would swim down, go between the bottom person's legs and swim up the tunnel or stay at the bottom and the next person would do it... we'd see how many people we could stay under water for. Eventually, there was a concession stand. I loved the taffy! Anyways, there were so many other things we'd do throughout the day.... 
If we weren't swimming at the pool, we were swimming somewhere else. We would go 
to Raccoon State Park and go swimming in the river... stream... pond... body of water... whatever it is.... Darlington Park was another place we'd go... it had a huge water slide and if you passed a swimming test you could go down it! There was also Beaver Creek State Park... you get the point... we were swimming somewhere. This is from left to right, me and Kristin, at Raccoon State Park. 
When we moved back to Ashtabula, I was older and we would go swimming in Lake Erie. We'd go out on the boat and go tubing or skiing... I broke my nose tubing with a friend. This is a picture of our attempt to take a picture.... Sort of from left to right... my cousins, Justin, Daniel, Courtney, my sister, Kristin, and me. When we all fell in, Kristin tried "saving" me. I didn't have a life jacket on so she tried to hold me up as she went under water, as if I can't swim.... It didn't take her long to realize that.... 




I would love to jump in a pool right now! I miss living in FL and laying out by the pool almost all year round! Having a nice golden tan... Hopefully, when I'm all grown up, I'll have a pool! :)

Friday, May 1, 2009

Josh's Birthday

Yesterday, I stopped by Target because I had to buy an ink cartridge for the printer. Across the street is the Somerset Patriots Stadium (a professional baseball team). There was a sign in the median that said "Game Today 6:05". Joshua enjoys sports and I thought he would love to see a baseball game on his birthday. After Target, I went to see how much it cost. The most expensive seats were 12 something and it went all the way down to $5 for the lawn section. I gave Bill a call and asked what they were doing for his birthday. They didn't have plans so I told him about the game, figuring he would want to take them. He thought it was a great idea but it was supposed to rain. I left and later Bill and I decided if it didn't rain I could just bring them and get tickets then. So, I ended up taking the kids to see the game.

The guy in the ticket booth asked if I had any preferences on where to sit. I didn't care so he said he would give me the best available. 

Joshua started asking if they game was over in the first inning. He continued to ask EVERY SINGLE INNING!


 They really enjoyed it and there were fireworks afterwards! 






(Side note, when we were on our way home, Joshua said the game was missing from the DS. He thought it might have fallen out when it fell out of the van, which I didn't know happened. So, I had to go back to the stadium and guess where I was parked. I pulled into a spot and it was the exact same one!! The game was on the ground, I'm just glad no one ran it over, including myself.)