Thursday, December 27, 2007

Straight No Chaser

This is the best Christmas medley I've heard all month.

Who Ya Dancin' With?

Sometimes using all your strength means asking for help - as this video demonstrates.

Pig Candy

- it's not just for pigs. It's made from pigs . . . and brown sugar - lots of it - with a fair amount of cayenne pepper. Thank you, Mrs. Bickerson. Someday when we have high cholesterol and diabetes we'll think back on this day and ask, "Was it worth it?" Hmmm . . . You'll have to decide for your self. Click here for the Pig Candy recipe.

Wednesday, December 26, 2007


Rachel told me that she noticed a lot of "tick stores" at the mall on Sunday.

She was talking about the flea market.

Tuesday, December 25, 2007

Merry Christmas!

Probably the worst thing we did was wrap underwear for Quinn in the box of the long-awaited Nintendo DS. This was the smile BEFORE he opened the gift. How 'bout that new orange vest?

Oh! Probably the second-worst thing we did was make fun of the soloist at Christmas Eve service. He sang O Holy Night acapella (in approximately 17 different keys) from the balcony behind us. A couple times we thought he started into a medley, then realized it was just the fourth and fifth verses of the song. Once I was certain that a balcony observer had grabbed his collar and started to choke him, but was wrong. Rachel noted that that some "Ho -o- o- o- ly"'s sounded like Santa's trademark laugh.

But, I remember singing in church as a teenager too. It's a wonder I was ever asked back. I suppose it's all about the joy of Christmas.

Friday, December 21, 2007

Leaving a Message

Thankfully, the message was left on my sister's machine and not, say, our babysitter's: "Uh, Hi! This is Quinn and I want to tell you I think you should name your baby . . . Just a minute . . . RACHEL LEAVE ME ALONE! CAN'T YOU SEE I'M TALKING ON THE PHONE?! . . . I think you should name your baby Charlie 'cause it's a good name and . . . RACHEL I'M GOING TO KILL YOU! LEAVE ME ALONE! . . . So I'll see you tomorrow and can't wait to see your new baby. I love you."

Speaking of Bacon

My friend Mrs. Bickerson says these may be her new favorite Christmas cookie.

The Rellim boys are licking their lips.

Thursday, December 20, 2007


Guess what I found under my bed in a Wal-Mart bag with some Christmas gifts?
You guessed it.
Two pounds.

Wednesday, December 19, 2007


They say it's 20/20. I'd say they're right. Mr. Rellim told me he'd like to be a tattoo artist when he grows up. I let him practice on my lower back with a black sharpie. Now my hind is quite a sight!

Sunday, December 16, 2007


Mr. Rellim and I were riding near the rear of the church bus on the annual Christmas caroling adventure with members of the praise team (Actually, it's a really cool shuttle.) and freezing our tails off. I could hear someone at the front of the bus complaining about the lack of heat and wondering if the heater was working at all. This person hollered back, "Are you getting any back there?"

My husband shouted, "Not yet, but I'm working on it!"

Responses ranged from nervous chuckles to hearty laughter. Did I mention that the praise team includes the executive minister, the minister of worship and at least three elders?

Thursday, December 13, 2007

Lock Down Drill

I'm in my closet-room (as opposed to a classroom) during our school's lock down drill when I hear a knock at the door:

Voice: Police officer. Is anyone in there?
Me: Yes.
Voice: You are not supposed to answer! Now open the door!
Me: No!
Voice: Good girl.

Monday, December 10, 2007


On her third visit to the podiatrist, Rachel was asked how her plantar warts were doing. Rachel took off her right sock and showed the doctor that her foot looked great. He then asked how her left foot felt (since that is the foot with the warts). She looked mildly surprised that she had chosen the wrong foot - and he could surmise how well she had been following treatment protocol.

Saturday, December 08, 2007

Dear Olan Mills,

I paid for these pictures. Can I legally post them on my blog?

Thursday, December 06, 2007

Personal Observation

If your nine-year-old son must choke on a piece of candy, be sure it happens while standing in line at the hospital pharmacy behind an ER nurse. Talk about service!

I wonder if she will have to write up an incident report?

Wednesday, December 05, 2007

Oh, Goodie!

Mike left for a meeting tonight and told me that if the kids were asleep and the house picked up when he gets home that he will be able to spend a little time with me tonight.

Hmmm . . . And if the house is NOT picked up? Will I get to read alone by the fire while he runs the vacuum? Sounds like one of those win/win situations to me.

Tuesday, December 04, 2007

Happy Birthday, Papa Wayne!

Aren't you glad that you don't have to ride a horse to school anymore?

At the Pizzeria

Quinn burped and I told him he needed to say "excuse me" and cover his mouth if it happened again.

It happened again.

He chose to cover his mouth with his glass, which did not muffle the sound, but project it with great amplification to the table behind us.

Global Warming

I'm a skeptic. So is Stuart Shepard in his whimsical Stoplight video. Whatdya think?

Monday, December 03, 2007

School Days

1. Rachel reported that a couple girls in her classroom are being noticed as good readers. They are friends of hers, yet Rachel is concerned that they may be nudging her out of the perceived "favorite girl" position. Rachel asked if I could talk to her teacher about this.

2. Quinn is a good student with borderline behavior disorder (joke). I'm enjoying the irony that he is fairly popular with his peers and is the "Star Student" of the week, while his by-the-book teacher must be squirming.

I know. This post is a bit twisted. But if you can't laugh at your life (and your kids' lives) you'll go crazy.

Sunday, December 02, 2007

Don't Buy It!

If word gets out about this book, my job could be in jeopardy.

Saturday, December 01, 2007

The Tree is Up

It really is a nice, big tree. You just can't tell with us standing in front of it. Quinn's not pleased with this shot because he said "rectangle shirts aren't really my style."

Friday, November 30, 2007


We just watched this movie together and you should have seen the dance moves Quinn and Rachel were bustin' after the show! Rachel's favorite line was "Demon child!" My favorite part of the movie is watching John Travolta dance and sing as Tracy's mother. Some of the funniest lines are given by Christopher Walken as he is avoiding the seduction by the evil lady. After failing to get his attention, the evil lady asks, "Are you obtuse?!" Christopher Walken responds "I don't know. I failed geometry." This is definitely a gotta see.

Christmas List

Me: Rachel, what do you want for Christmas?

Rachel: I don't know. I already have lots of stuff. I don't need anything. Whatever.

Methinks: What will she think of a donation to the Human Fund? or the FEED THE MILLER BOYS fund?

Thursday, November 29, 2007

Basic Cable

We have basic cable for several reasons, including:
1. If we had better channels, we would watch more TV and we already watch enough TV.
2. If we had more channels, we run the risk of the kids viewing inappropriate material (not that ABC, CBS and NBC don't run their fair share already).

Mr. Rellim REALLY wants to see his Illini play and wishes we had Big Ten Network. So when he wants to see a game he invites himself to a friend's house. That's fine with me. If the game were on here, he would be present in body only.

Anyway, a couple weeks ago he decided to watch the game from a restaurant in town, then came home with the idea that if we spent the money on extended programming, we would actually SAVE money (because he wouldn't have to spend $20 each game on burgers, fries and drinks).

What are your thoughts? Is megamedia necessary? Do you have more than basic cable? If so, will you call Mike before the next game?

Wednesday, November 28, 2007

Haunted Pants

"Look! My pants are haunted!" screamed the boy. Actually, it was his gerbil crawling around inside the leg. And, I know - this post is wrong on so many levels.

Monday, November 26, 2007

Naughty or Nice

Click here, here or even here to learn about the incredible elf-o-matic Naughty or Nice Determinator.

Hangman's Curse

It started out like one of Peretti's supernatural thrillers, but ended like a public service announcement about bullying - with spiders. Lots of spiders.

Sunday, November 25, 2007

Nose Menace

Somehow, Quinn bumped his nose while running in the dark back to his bedroom. I gave him a bag of frozen corn (It's the best I had a the moment!) wrapped in a dish towel to hold on his nose while I took a shower. Within ten minutes his bunk bed was the scene of an EXPLODED bag of semi-frozen corn. He even had kernels in his pajamas!

Quinn had no explanation.


I thought maybe she was talking about a thrilling novel, but no. It's what Rachel told me she wore one day last week to keep her pants up.

Wednesday, November 21, 2007

Found 'em

Mr. Rellim drives a 2001 Nissan Sentra. Mr. Rellim is six feet, five inches tall. Picture a gaggle of clowns exiting from a miniature circus vehicle and you will get the visual. Tonight he came in from his vehicle proudly holding the pair of glasses that have been missing for about two weeks. Where were they? Under a stocking cap in his backseat. I don't get that.

Tuesday, November 20, 2007


I think we will be celebrating the holiday three times this week and traveling a couple hundred miles. That's not too bad. And for all my well-traveled friends, I'd like to lift a line from Max Lucado's book In the Eye of the Storm to say: May the trials of your trip be lost in the joys of the feast.

Happy Thanksgiving!

Monday, November 19, 2007


My friend asked her five-year-old son if he'd like to go to the mall and sit on Santa's lap today. He told her that he didn't need to because he had already emailed Santa last night with his wish list.

Only at Big Lots

Never walk into a store and ask, "Where can I buy a hoe?"

I got stunned expressions, directions to hosiery and queries referring to women with questionable reputability.

Next year, I think I'll let the weeds grow.

Sunday, November 18, 2007

Change is Hard

Rachel commented that her youth minister wants to create a sort of game room and perhaps acquire a PS-3 or Wii. She said that she thinks that will detract from the business of learning, though she understands that they need to "lure" more kids to church and that could work. "But," she continued, "it's already fun enough there. Why do we want to worry about making it more fun?"

Maybe I'll try that at work when people push reorganization, or the state changes its forms (again). "We are already having fun! Why do you want to mess with that?"

Saturday, November 17, 2007


It wasn't a vow of everlasting love. Quinn made a vow to never get his hair cut again. I told him he WAS getting his hair cut today since we are having family pictures taken on Tuesday. The compromise is that he can start letting his hair grow immediately following the trip to the barber shop.

Done deal, though I didn't shake on it.

Tuesday, November 13, 2007

Shadow Mission

John Ortberg says that we are all here on earth to accomplish a mission. The Blues Brothers had theirs too. He mentions that many of us are sidetracked by our "shadow mission." These shadow missions, often a bit on the "dark side," can fill our time, but never completely satisfy. (I'm not sure into which side blogging falls.) At the end of the game of life, we all end up scattered pieces in the box - regardless of which of us owned Park Place. Think about how you want to play the game.

Sunday, November 11, 2007

Holy Stalling

Do your kids try to postpone bedtime? Quinn hit upon an new strategy tonight.

During bedtime prayers, he said, " . . . and God, now I'd like to play a song for you . . . ." Then he picked up his recorder and played Hot Cross Buns until Mike told him to put it away.

Ya gotta give him credit for originality!

Post Script: A friend mentioned that Quinn could probably sue his father for restricting his religious freedom of expression. Naw . . . we don't live in California.


My friend's son wrote this on his name tag at church, "I'm with stuped."


Every played it? It's kind of like charades. The rules clearly state that no words or sound effects may be used to assist the "guessers" in guessing your gesture. However, at our house it's permissible for some to whisper, "I'm skiing. I'm skiing" while pretending to ski around the living room. It's not OK for me to fingerspell a word.

Overture for Moms

Even if you are not a mom, you have probably had a mom, so you should listen to Anita Renfroe's song.

Friday, November 09, 2007

Family Time

Thanksgiving is only two weeks away and I've decided to start preparing for conversation over turkey and dressing by doing some reading. One book for each side of the family.

Mr. Rellim tells me that I enjoy intentionally provoking others.

Not really.

Only sorta.

Thursday, November 08, 2007


Rachel had a great game tonight. She stole passes, grabbed rebounds, made a few baskets and was stylishly aggressive. She also made the crowd laugh as one shot landed - and stuck- in the crossbars above the board. Wow! There was quite an arch on that ball.

Wednesday, November 07, 2007

Sixth Grade

Rachel told me that she enjoys her sixth grade friends, but is annoyed by how easily distracted they are and their lack of serious participation in small group discussions.

When I was in sixth grade, I was just trying to get the high score on PacMan at the local pizza palace arcade and wondering when I was going to need a bra.

Tuesday, November 06, 2007

New Restaurant

I read about a new restaurant at a nearby Abraham Lincoln attraction. I'm troubled by its motto -
"Finger Lincoln Good."

Sad but true.

Monday, November 05, 2007


Q-tips and toilets do not mix. In case you didn't already know, a Q-tip, paired with other Q-tip buddies, will form a pseudo-screen in the s-curve of your toilet, preventing solids from passing freely. And believe me - we have some serious solids needing to pass!!

Mr. Rellim is looking forward to using his newest Ace Hardware purchase in a few short moments - the Toilet Snake. The children are disappointed. They thought he was heading out to buy a reptile. Not so.

Sunday, November 04, 2007

Another Use for Duct Tape

I heard a speaker today who suggested a mouth-sized length of duct tape if you have a tendency toward anxious chatter during emotional crises. Hmmm. . . I'd never really thought of saying NOTHING during an emotional crisis. You?

Hell - The Place

J.P. Moreland says it's not a place of torture, but that it is really a place that demonstrates God's love for the intrinsic value of each individual by allowing everyone to have free choice to accept or reject Him. Never heard it put that way before. (That doesn't mean it will be a fun place to be, however.)

Friday, November 02, 2007

Happy Tossmas

I'm really not into the politically correct facade.
Neither is this guy.

Thursday, November 01, 2007

Phantom of the Opera

Some homes were graced with a short, modified rendition of the musical's title track during trick or treat hours!

"The Phantom of the Opera is here!"

Public Service Announcement

From a friendly first-grade witch on Halloween night: You know, your mom should inspect your candy before you eat it because some drunk people make poison candy at the bars just to give to kids like us!

Monday, October 29, 2007

Red Ribbon Week

Not sure who named the event, but it's all about educating our school-age students about the hazards of illegal drug use. Rachel told me about an interesting assignment she received today. Her "drug awareness person" instructed her class to google a specific illegal substance and report back on its side effects and common names.

She told us she is to tell her class about "MaryJo."

Sunday, October 28, 2007

Pumpkin Patch

See how the gourds and pumpkins are walking two-by-two into the ark? I thought it was almost as funny as the overalls Rachel stuffed with ears of corn from the maze.

Saturday, October 27, 2007

1969 Dodge Charger

I wonder why my parents still have this car. It has taken up half of the garage space for about thirty years, but it does go fast.

Tuesday, October 23, 2007

Monday, October 22, 2007

Quinn's Conference

His teacher spoke at length about his trouble listening in class and tendency to speak out of turn. I reminded her again about his four ear surgeries and auditory discrimination difficulties and how important it is to make sure he is looking at her when she speaks to him.

Then she gave me his fourth grade report card with straight "A"s. Above, the boy is pictured proudly wearing his "Straight A's" ribbon.

Hmmm . . .


I meant to ask Rachel's teacher if a particular student in class reacted negatively to Rachel's comment. What I actually said was, "When Rachel said that, did he bite?"

The teacher immediately gave me a shocked expression and said, "What?! Did he bite her?!"

I laughed.

Sunday, October 21, 2007

Use for Duct Tape #7,298

Quinn and Mike are portraying David and Goliath for the educational entertainment of the preschool Sunday school class in a couple weeks. Quinn decided to create three Goliath-sized rocks from - you guess it - duct tape. I've watched them practice. It looks like it hurts to take one of those things in the head.


Nazareth is the name of the comedian who entertained us tonight at church. We sat in the front row and quickly learned that part of his routine depended on audience participation. He learned I am a speech path, so whenever he crossed to my side of the stage, he stood up straight and spoke slowly and clearly. He asked many people about their professions - including Mike.

Mike looked at me before answering, "I am in sales." Nazareth pressed on, "What do you sell?" Mike looked at me again, then answered, "Agricultural products." Nazareth chided him for needing my permission to speak, when Quinn suddenly shouted, "Pig semen! My dad sells pig semen!" The crowd exploded in laughter as Nazareth said, "Oh! Well, at least someone in the family knows what you do!"

It was then obvious that this Christian comedian could think of no "clean" way to make fun of pig semen sales. Nazareth proceeded to walk in a circle around the stage, commenting on random items while the crowd continued to roar. Next to me sat Quinn who kept asking what was so funny.

If you ever have the chance, go see this man!

Saturday, October 20, 2007


I held a very one-sided conversation with Rachel the other day about abstinence, STDs and the statistical effectiveness of c o n d o m s. I think I said it all in about three breaths. Mike was sitting next to her reading the newspaper held high enough to cover his face. I don't think he was breathing at all.

When it was all over, Rachel asked, "Mom, what exactly are condos?"

I told her they were places to live - similar to apartments.

With a quizzical look, again she asked. I hedged, then said, "You don't have to know what they are! You just have to know what I said. It will make sense to you in a couple of years!"

Thursday, October 18, 2007


While I was outside picking up sticks, my kids were inside stealth-watching The Simpsons. When I punished them by taking away all screen time for the rest of the evening, I was met with an angry threat, "You better give it back or else!"

Or else what?! Or else you won't pick up your bike from the middle of the street? Or else you won't put away the pile of clean clothes overflowing in your room?

Wednesday, October 17, 2007


Personification has been a difficult homework subject around here. Rachel was able to write sentences personifying frogs, hats and skateboards without difficulty. But she was stumped by "martian insect."

Rachel: "What the heck does a martian insect do, anyway?!"
Me: "Whatever it wants to do."
Rachel: "Then I can't write a sentence personifying the thing because if it really CAN do it, then that's not a personification!"
Me: "No one is going to be thinking that hard about it."

Not to be dissuaded, Rachel wrote a lengthy explanation to her teacher as to why the assignment cannot be completed.

Tuesday, October 16, 2007


My poor math skills were highlighted in a previous post, reminding me of the fourth quarter of my senior math class. I think it was a mixture of trig, calculus and "imaginary number" equations that took my self-esteem in a nosedive into the depths of hell.

My parents reminded me of this during our last visit. I'm not sure why they keep bringing it up. Maybe they think my life is just too darn happy. I should cover by creating some more depressing posts.

Ah, Victory!

We were indeed the winners of the flimsy plastic bag stuffing contest! We were notified by phone that we should, "come in anytime to pick up [our] prize."

Sunday, October 14, 2007


I took my downtown Chicago sister to a favorite downstate thrift store Saturday. The "special" that day was the chance to fill a flimsy plastic bag with an unlimited number of items for $10. There were restrictions, of course - no tearing, stretching, breaking or exploding the bag. After the satisfying shopping experience, the clerk counted each item stuffed in the bag and congratulated us because we were the leaders so far that day for the most items in one bag.

Although I'm not sure what the winner will receive, I couldn't resist shouting to the other customers on the way out the door, "So long, losers!"

Let's see . . . 52 items for $10 = 5.2 cents per item. I've got Christmas whipped!

Math for Dummies update: Ten dollars divided by 52 is about 19 cents. Now I feel ripped off.

Wednesday, October 10, 2007


We were expecting some friends tonight, so I was busy making pumpkin bars, picking up the house and making sure there was toilet paper in each bathroom. You know - the necessities. As I'm wondering where Mike could be, I hear this scraping sound on the roof. Disbelief mounting, I look out the front door and sure enough - there is the ladder. Mike was on the roof sweeping the leaves from the gutters. You know - the necessities of having guests.

Men ARE from Mars.

Tuesday, October 09, 2007


I did it again. The last time I set my own hair on fire was while demonstrating fire safety tips to my children and nephews. This time was not so exciting. I guess I leaned over the grill too closely.

I suppose that multi-tasking is not a good thing when one task involves flammable items. It's a good thing I have a blog to track these lessons.

UPDATE: I only lost a couple hairs out of the deal. No worries. The sizzling sound and putrid smell were the worst of it.

Monday, October 08, 2007

No Picture Required

We Rellims learned a handy tip this evening. Back hair is not easily removed using packing tape. What amazed me most was the fairly willing participant tolerating the swarm of packing tape action.

Sunday, October 07, 2007

Living History

We took the kids to this place to learn about life in the 1840s. Here you see Quinn having a grand ol' time playing a game with sticks and a ring. Whose idea was it to invent the Gameboy, anyway?

P.S. True confession time - as we pulled into the pasture to park the van, the people in the car next to us decided to open their doors and hold a family meeting, trapping me inside my vehicle. Forgetting my window was partially open I said to no one in particular (in a medium-loud voice), "What?! Do they think I'm not getting out today?"

Yeah, I'm pretty glad we haven't put that fish sticker on the car yet.


What's a surprise birthday party without a pick-up game of "Name That Tune" using party favors? These two are showing off the no-hands version of the game. Very complicated, yet highly entertaining.

Saturday, October 06, 2007

Friday, October 05, 2007


How do I love thee? Let me count the number of CEUs I earned for FREE on your continuing education website just last night.


Thursday, October 04, 2007

Fine Print

I was trying to read the instructions on the packaging of my new reading glasses that I picked up at CVS pharmacy. The instructions explained how to remove the packaging from the glasses. But I couldn't read the fine print without the glasses. And I couldn't see the instructions while wearing the glasses.

Monday, October 01, 2007

Hot Sauce

Mike has been working a lot lately, but that's a good thing. It means more business for the piggies.

Anyway, since he missed supper again, the kids and I were a little bored, so we found ourselves involved in a hot sauce eating contest. I was running a close second as the kids were both tied for first.

Genius struck as I picked up the bottle and shook it into my mouth to finish the game and earn the championship.

It's the little joys in life that make it worth all the hassle.

Sunday, September 30, 2007

Cafe de Canciones

That was the title of the musical/drama performed in church this morning. I don't really remember the moral of the story, but I loved the part when the singing waiter suggested (to the tune of the James Bond "Live and Let Die") the customers order - "CHICKEN POT PIE!"

Rachel said the waiter should have sung "Eat it! Just Eat it!" to the Michael Jackson classic. If only he had been wearing a single glove . . . But then again, it was church.

I Heard Myself Say It

"Get that popcorn out of your belly button!"

Saturday, September 29, 2007

Happy Fall, Y'all!

One of my favorite pictures of Rachel. I think she was about four years old.

Thursday, September 27, 2007

Quinn and Felix

For one brief moment in 2000 - a cat whisperer.


Yesterday was the official "See You At The Pole" rally around America. Teachers, students and parents were invited to meet at the flag pole of their school for a time of prayer. When I dropped off my kids at school, there were about 20 people around the flag pole.

When I drove up to my school in the next town, there were about 200 kids around the pole. I was astounded. Then I drove around to the back parking lot and noticed another 200 kids out there.

It was then I realized the fire alarm had been pulled.

Wednesday, September 26, 2007

Choose Words Wisely

That's what my friend's husband learned this weekend after he performed his first wedding ceremony. Upon returning home he told his kids, "Guess what? Daddy just married two people tonight." His six year old son replied, "Cool! You mean I have two step-moms now? Where will we keep them?"

True story.

Tuesday, September 25, 2007

Animal Lover

We drove by a very large home of Quinn's classmate. Rachel asked what his parents did for a living to afford such a big house. I told them that his mother was an adoption attorney. Quinn asked, "For kids or cats?"

Hmmm . . . maybe I'll call her about placing the EIGHT baby rabbits. We're getting to a critical period now between the time when the bunnies are weaned and when the bunnies can begin making more bunnies.

Monday, September 24, 2007

Fourth Grade Follies

Now!? Now he chooses to give us a lip-only smile?! Now that the braces are off and his teeth look beautiful?! Quinn told us that he tried to smile really big but the photographer asked him to "stop making that face." Hahahahaha!

His teacher sent home a note last week letting us know that he talks quite a bit during class. I wrote back to let her know that I took him to speech-language therapy for four years to perfect that skill.

Sixth Grade Smile

Rachel was happy that the photographer captured the Puma logo on her shirt. Band is going well and she tried out for basketball today. She told me that she is the fourth tallest in her class. I thought, "Wow!" Mike said, "Don't worry. Some of those young ladies are done growing. You'll be the tallest next year."

Friday, September 21, 2007


Quinn was in charge of keeping eight rabbits in this rubbermaid container while Rachel cleaned the cage. As you can see, the container is muy shallow. I couldn't help videotaping some of it because it reminded me of that arcade game "Whack-a-Mole!" (well . . . minus the club). Some day when I learn how to upload video segments, I'll post the event.

Carson & Austin

My nephew, Carson will be three in a couple days. He's the high inquisitor regarding badminton technique. His big brother, Austin and his buddy are pictured above on their first day of Kindergarten. Later that week, Austin was able to look at a short note from his teacher and "read" it to his mom. Austin commented to me, "Hey! Aunt Marcie! Guess What?! I can read -- FINALLY!

Kelly's Baby

My youngest sister, Kelly is having her third child. She says it's a boy based on an ultrasound performed yesterday. Mike says it was probably the umbilical cord she saw. Grandma says the "watchamacalit" doesn't even grow until the last week of pregnancy.

Although I can confidently say that yes, indeed the "watchamacalit" would be formed by four months gestation, I cannot be certain of the ultrasound technician's ability to discriminate between it and the cord.

Therefore, to play it safe, Kelly, I suggest you either choose both a girl and a boy name, or find a name that is gender neutral. For example: Kelly, Jodie, Jamie, Lauren, Logan, Leigh, Laine, Pat, Taylor or Morgan.

I'm voting "Lincoln" for a boy and "Jillian" for a girl.

Thursday, September 20, 2007

Four weeks old

Eight baby rabbits are four weeks old. They will be available in two more weeks. We cannot guarantee the gender of any animal, but I'm certain of the color.

NIH (pause) NOT!!

I've read some research lately with such flawed methodology and confounding factors that I can't even believe they were published. This ranks right up there with them.

Wednesday, September 19, 2007


Marcie, Jodie and Grandma Ann 1972

Look how cute you were 35 years ago!! Seems like I was dressed in my snazzy pants for the occasion of your arrival.

I remember an evening about 20 years ago when you called me from a friend's house to pick you up. Unknown to you and your friend, I had Dad as a stowaway in the hatchback of the 1981 Mazda GLC. After picking up the two of you, we started down the road when suddenly Dad reached over the back seat and grabbed you by the shoulders. I'm not sure which was louder - your screams or my peals of laughter.

Uh, sorry about that by the way. Do you remember which friend that was or if she ever visited with us again?

Let it be Written

Let this be written for a future generation,
that a people not yet created may praise the LORD …
Psalm 102:18 (NIV)

Do you think of The Rellim Family Blogspot when you read that scripture? I don't. Maybe I should tweak the focus a bit. What a charge!

I'll tweak the focus after I scrub the kitchen floor. One of the Rellim not-so-young-sters decided to dump his scoop of ice cream out of his dish and smoosh it onto my newly-mopped floor instead of putting it back in the freezer like I asked. His demonstration of defiance will not win my praise today.

Tuesday, September 18, 2007

Why I'll be Fired

Mr. Rellim cringes when he asks about my day and I start out with, "Just so you know why I'll be fired . . ."

Today it's because I gave some advice to two fifth graders who stutter.

I asked how their weeks have been going and one reported that she is being teased by someone who says, "Why do you stu-stu-stu-stutter?"

I told her to ask him, "Why are you so uh-uh-uh-ugly?"

I'm pretty sure this counseling tip is not on the website at the Stuttering Foundation of America.
However, I believe it to be a better idea than Wendell's.

Monday, September 17, 2007

Up a stream

This is Quinn pulling his friends who got tired of paddling. Quinn decided it would be easier to pull them to shore than try to coordinate a shared effort.

What an appropriate metaphor for my day.

Some would disagree with the choice to jump in and keep the boat moving, but neither one of us likes to float about aimlessly. You go, boy!

Sunday, September 16, 2007

Oh Happy Day!

My Norton Antivirus has been updated AND I'm still able to post pictures on by blog!

This is last year's back-to-school picture. Funny thing is that I inadvertantly wore the same blouse and necklace for this year's picture.

Saturday, September 15, 2007

Excellent (pause) (not!)

Those of you who've suffered through the film "Borat" will appreciate the title.

Lisa and I get to visit in person only once a year and this is the only picture we have for 2007. We look awful! I know one of us had been sick the day before and the other has no excuse. Here's to a better photo op in 2008!