Mama Diaries

Monday, October 20, 2014

Bucket List Blog Hop

It's time for the Bucket List Blog Hop.  Susanne Drazic and I are co-hosting it.  To participate, you just have to come up with a list of things you want to do before you "kick the bucket."

Without further ado, I will present my list:

1. Sky dive
2. Zip-line (preferably through a Costa Rican rain forest)
3. Go white water rafting (I think the Grand Canyon would be a cool place to do this.)
4. Dive the Great Barrier Reef.  (I've done my fair share of SCUBA diving around the world, but I have yet to dive the Great Barrier Reef.)
5. Set foot on all the continents
6. Visit all fifty states
7. Learn to speak French fluently
8. Watch a shuttle launch (I may be a little late for this one, so I might have to switch this to riding on Virgin Galactic's SpaceShip Two into outer space.)
9. Learn to tango
10.  Ride an elephant (I've ridden a camel, but never an elephant.)
11. Ride a gondola in Venice, Italy
12. Go on an African safari
13. Visit Machu Picchu
14. Tour the White House
15. Take a helicopter ride over Kauai
16. See a performance at the Sydney Opera House
17. Hold a koala bear
18. Visit Area 51 and see if there are really aliens there
19. Visit Mount Rushmore
20. Tour the Neuschwanstein Castle

I think, after looking at my list, that I will have to seriously write a best-seller or do something pretty amazing to earn a lot of money!  I have big dreams!

What do you want to do before you die?  If you'd like to share them as part of the Bucket List Blog Hop, you can sign up  here.

Friday, October 17, 2014

The Cat's Big Science Project

Bootsy, our cat, conducted a science project on our deck yesterday.  It was quite elaborate.  He had caught a frog and dissected it.  I saw the frog's intestines on one deck plank, its spleen on another, and something that resembled a heart about two feet away.

"Bootsy, what did you do?" I asked.

The cat just looked at me and licked his paws.

Two seconds later, my son came outside.  He spotted the entrails went into vomit mode.

"Dude," I said.  "You have to toughen up.  You're going to be dissecting a frog  just like this in school, soon!"

He looked at me with a face that matched the color of the dead frog.  "No way.  I'm sending the cat into school and he can do it!"

Thursday, October 16, 2014

How to Fix a Vacuum Cleaner

Before I start my story, I just want to say I'm sorry that I haven't been here regularly.  I've been so busy with music - performances, rehearsals, practicing, teaching etc.  It's not a bad problem to have, but it's just been really tough for me to be online.  If anyone lives in the Atlanta, Georgia area (I know there are a few of you), and you want to meet me or hear me play (or both), I invite you to come this Sunday, October 19th at 4:00 PM to Musik21:  10700 State Bridge Road., Suite 12, Johns Creek, GA  30022 for a chamber music recital (string quintet).  It's free.  And there will be food (which means I'd better get baking!)

Now for the story:

Our vacuum cleaner hasn't been working so well.  Probably because of all the dog hair it's had to pick up through the years.  The on button stays permanently on, so in order to get the thing to shut off, I have to unplug it.

I've told my husband about it numerous times.  But nothing seemed to get done.  Until he had to vacuum.  Then he realized how annoying it was.

He went into the garage and rummaged through his tool box.  When he returned, there was a hammer in his hand.

"What are you going to do with that?" I asked.

"Watch and learn," he said.

He took that thing and whacked the side of the vacuum cleaner, near the button.

I raised my eyebrows.  "You think that's going to work?"

He looked at me and grinned.  Then he plugged the vacuum cleaner in.  It didn't turn on.  I figured it was busted completely.

Then he pressed the on button.  Guess what happened?  It turned on!  He pressed it again.  Yes.  You guessed it.  It turned off.

The genius fixed it.

So, ladies and gentlemen, next time your vacuum cleaner acts a little funky, just get a hammer and whack it.

A reminder:  If you want to sign up for the Bucket List blog hop which will be October 20th, sign up here.

Sunday, October 12, 2014

Cover Reveal for Vitamins and Death

My blog friend, Medeia Sharif, has a new book coming out in December.  This one looks so cool.  I've read two of her previous books, and they were really good, so I'm sure this one will be awesome, too!  

YA Contemporary, Prizm Books
Release Date December 10, 2014

Deidra Battle wants nothing more than to be invisible. After her mother, a public school teacher, engages in an embarrassing teacher-student affair at Lincoln High, they relocate to a different neighborhood and school. Being her mother’s briefcase, Deidra joins her mother at her new workplace, Hodge High.

Since her mother has reverted to her maiden name and changed her appearance, Deidra thinks no one will figure out they’re the Battles from recent news and that they’re safe. Neither of them is. Hodge brings a fresh set of bullies who discover details about the scandal that changed her life.

Feeling trapped at home with an emotionally abusive, pill-addicted mother and at school with hostile classmates who attempt to assault and blackmail her, Deidra yearns for freedom, even if she has to act out of character and hurt others in the process. Freedom comes at a price.

Find Medeia

Friday, October 10, 2014

The Edible Cell

"Mom," my daughter said.  "I need a giant cupcake."

I looked at that girl, completely puzzled.  "What for?"

"A science project.  I need to go to the store and get candy, too."

I couldn't imagine what kind of science project involved a giant cupcake and candy.  But I did my mom job and took her to the store, where she bought an assortment of Sour Patch Kids, Nerds, Fruit Wraps and a strawberry mini-cake.  "What in the world are you going to do with all of those?"

"Make a cell," she replied.  "The frosting is the cytoplasm, the strawberry is the nucleus, the Fruit Wrap is the cell membrane, and the Nerds are the ribosomes."

"What about the Sour Patch Kids?" I asked.

"I'm going to use a blue one for the Golgi body.  Do you get it?  Golgi body - kid body?"

I nodded.  "Yeah, I get it."

We went home and she created her masterpiece.  (I would show you a picture, but she refused to let me take one.)

When she was done, she put the cover over it.  "One more thing," she said.  She grabbed a sticky note and wrote something on it.  Then she shoved it in the refrigerator.

Curious, I checked to see what she wrote.  I laughed when I saw it.  It said, in very big letters,


(I guess she knows her dad!)

Thursday, October 9, 2014

Picture Day Scramble

Today was picture day at my son's school.  I reminded him the night before, and therefore expected him to choose an appropriate outfit to wear.  I don't know what I was thinking, but asking a boy to choose an appropriate outfit is a bad idea.

He came downstairs, two minutes before we were supposed to leave,  in his Krav uniform. (Krav is a martial arts form, for those who don't know.)

"Bubba,"  I said.  "Your Krav uniform is very nice, but you should not be wearing it for picture day."

He frowned.  "But I like it."

"Yes, I know.  But this is for yearbook picture.  Go find something else to wear."

He marched upstairs and came down with something else:  A favorite t-shirt that was about two sizes too small.

I shook my head.  "No, Bubba.  That won't work, either."  I decided to take matters into my own hands.  I ran upstairs and pulled a nice polo shirt from his drawer.  "Here Bubba, try this," I said.

He put it on and we ran out the door.

In the car, he noticed a little something on his shirt.  "Mama, there's a spaghetti sauce stain here."

"Seriously?" I asked.

"Yes.  You should've let me wear my Krav uniform!"

Oy gewalt!  

Wednesday, October 8, 2014

Vampire Eyes

We seem to have a spooky theme going on here.  For those of you who might be worried that my son disappeared on the bus from the Twilight Zone yesterday, he made it safely home.  I don't know what the driver's issue was (she was the same one as usual) or why there were no kids on that bus when he boarded in the morning, but at the next stop, things got back to normal.  There were kids there, and my son made it to school with no further incidents.

This morning was more spookiness.  I don't know if it  had something to do with the red moon from the lunar eclipse or what.  But I think I totally scared my son.  We were standing in the dark at the bus stop, when my son looked at me funny.  "Mama, your eyes are black."

"Is that right?" I said.

He nodded slowly.  "Your eyes look scary.  There's no color.  They're just black."

"That's because I'm a vampire."

Bubba's eyes got big like saucers.  "You are?"

I nodded.  "And I'm hungry!"

He stepped back.  "Are you going to drink my blood?"

I smiled, revealing my pearl-white fangs.

Fortunately for him, the bus came at that moment.  He scrambled on that thing as fast as he could.  I guess he knew not to hang around a hungry vampire!