Monthly Archives: February 2012

Happy leap day…


I try to post something every day.

You know what happened yesterday? Absolutely nothing. It was a very typical day here on Marrs. The kids got up. Kate and Jack went to school. Anna hung out with Dan for a couple of hours. I ran away to run the stairs during the snow storm that never materialized. And then spent the rest of the day with D.

Nothing happened. Definitely nothing blog worthy.

But you know what today is?

It’s February 29th. A free day. So, what to do with the time?

I don’t know yet, but I love leap days. It appeals to me to have this day just appear. Anything is possible. It’s a cosmic “give me” day.

“Today is an ephemeral ghost…

A strange amazing day that comes only once every four years. For the rest of the time it does not “exist.”

In mundane terms, it marks a “leap” in time, when the calendar is adjusted to make up for extra seconds accumulated over the preceding three years due to the rotation of the earth. A day of temporal tune up!

But this day holds another secret—it contains one of those truly rare moments of delightful transience and light uncertainty that only exist on the razor edge of things, along a buzzing plane of quantum probability…

A day of unlocked potential.

Will you or won’t you? Should you or shouldn’t you?

Use this day to do something daring, extraordinary and unlike yourself. Take a chance and shape a different pattern in your personal cloud of probability!”
― Vera Nazarian, The Perpetual Calendar of Inspiration

How the hip moms communicate with their 13 year old…


Or at least how I chatted with my Katie bear this morning.

Katie is on the cheer squad at Falcon, but she subbed in the other day because the other days because the 7th grade girls’ basketball team was short players. The coach is one of her teachers. We talked about how much she missed playing basketball, but why it was impossible to do both, we just could not spare the time committment. But sometimes the universe will provide opportunities and it is up to you to grab them…

(our texting thread this morning)


Hey um i have a question they dont have enough people for basketball again today its an away game so it would probaley be done at like 5ish can i play??


Sure. What do you need me to get for u


Umm nuthin im barrowing keylas shorts and they give me a shirt to play in and im in tennis shoes


K. Go kick some middle school girls bball fanny. Have fun.


Haha ok it will probaley end at 530 or 545 instead of 5 ill txt u when we r on our way home the bus will take us ther and back


Sounds great


Ok thanks momma i love you!!!


Love u 2

Sometimes I wonder who allowed me to be a grown up and raise kids…

Guess what I noticed today?


So I was able to put just a bit of time today on project me.

The temperatures are warming up a bit like it does in between snow storms. It was warm enough that the rows at Red Rocks are clear with the exception of a bit of snow on the south side that is in shadows for most of the afternoon.

So I diligently put down my head and started jogging the rows this afternoon. After a while, I got a bit winded. I stopped sat down and stretched for a bit looking at the big blue Colorado sky and the incredible vista of the metro area you get from the upper rows of the amphitheater, I notice that the snow was gone in many places. You know what was in its place? Ground. But what was fun was the color of the ground. It’s still brown. But the brown has changed subtly. It is brown with an under shade of green.

You know what that means?

Spring is coming.

And after that….summer.

Colorado is one of the prettiest places to be over the next seven months.

Yeehaw! The brown is just ever so slightly green.

TGI Saturday…


Since yesterday was do lovely I am just now sitting down to recap the week.

So this week on Marrs:

I was able to zen multiple times. Not only did I get to Red Rocks alone with just my too loud music, I also was lucky enough to meet Ammie, Carrie, and Betsy there.

We survived the kooky Colorado weather this week. Mulligan had decided he is not a fan of the scary scary wind. After seeing all the uprooted trees around the neighborhood, we are lucky that the only damage we saw were a few small dents on the car.


I was able to run away from home and have both a gleeful Tuesday and book club.

Katie subbed in for a 7th grade girls basketball game and cheered for Falcon Bluffs this week


Jack got a 4 on his fourth grade book project. A major accomplishment for him! (the why is for another post- but I am so very proud of him!)

I was lucky enough to see multiple Colorado sunrises.


One more week of homebound under our belts. We have a plan for transitioning Dan back to school to see the pretty girls and the rest of his friends. Yippee!!


Busy season hit with a bang. Poor Hugh, working all the time.

I was able to catch up with Carrie and Jenn for a quick FAC.


Jack and I managed to make it to his uniform fitting for spring baseball.


Only 10 more week until three days of salt air and humidity!



I am up and at em early this morning. Danny had a small tummy ache last night keeping him up. Luckily I did run away to see some of my favorite people on the planet at book club. Rotten wine…I left my Kindle there, so I wasn’t able to read in the middle of the night like I usually do. Shoot!

We read a book this last month called What Alice Forgot. We had a conversation about the intensity of the friendships forged when our kids were babies.

My friend during that time was Debbie. She and her husband lived just two doors down. Alex was her first and he is a bit older than Katie. We had our second children together. Danny was an unhappy infant who cried all the time. Debbie’s was about the only place I felt comfortable enough to go to. We spent almost every afternoon together for eighteen months.

Now our kids are bigger, it has been ten years since we hung out like that. And it is a bit trickier since she now lives in Indiana. But, we whenever we chat, it’s just like she still lives down the street and we pick up whatever conversation we left off on.

She is one of my dozen. When world completely falls apart, she is someone who I have been known to call while I process. I have been known to not only show her my big bag of rocks, I have also allowed her to carry a few over the years. If you knew me well, you would realize how infrequently I do that.

It is interesting to me how the universe will out people in your path when you need them. Some you only need for a while, others you have float in and out during your lifetime. I am so grateful Debbie falls under the later.

It’s a book club night!!!!


I have chatted about these nights on and off this past year.

This time of year it is a bit tricky for me to get out and hang with my favorite bookworms. But luckily for me, Jillian’s plans for the evening fell through. (crummy for Jillian though). So, I get to run away to Melinda’s house, swill wine, and talk about this month’s book.

We read What Alice Forgot. I liked it. It was a nice read with a very entertaining story. I liked it.


So excited.

What an unexpected treat!!!!!



Farm farm farm farm….


Danny has a couple of iPod touches. We bought another one when the first one’s screen went white. Interestingly enough, after a few weeks the first one started working again.

This morning Danny went down to the basement to swing. I walked away. I probably shouldn’t have. I think he ended up in the the store room.

Flash to ten minutes later and he walks back upstairs. “farm” “farm” “farm” (his sign for the iPod because his favorite song on there is Leah’s Farm)

Yep. I went looking. It’s not in the furnace. Honestly. I don’t know where it ended up.

On the plus side, he is no longer asking for “dog dog dog dog dog…” (we have misplaced two dog stuffed animals.)

So what’s the saying about the weather in Colorado…?


If you don’t like it, just wait 20 minutes. It will change.

So yesterday it was like this:



And then last evening the winds picked up. I have couple of new dents in my car where the basketball hoop slammed into it. Our house makes this funny, loud howling noise when the wind hits it just right. Poor mulligan was so worried about the monster that was making it way into our home. I don’t think he has the the makings for a guard dog. There was no getting him off the bed last night. The wind would howl…He would jump up on the bed… I would get up… Make him get off… And then the howling noise would begin again…eighty pounds of positive energy, thump…in the bed again…

The wind finally died down about 2:00am, allowing us to catch a few hours of uninterrupted sleep.

This is what the wind blew in.



Kooky Colorado weather.

Happy National Margarita Day….


So my dear friend Ammie shares that today is national margarita day.

Since I didn’t celebrate Fat Tuesday like I used to, you know, because I’m old now. But I think I may be able to squeeze in national margarita day. So either by a field trip to the Morrison Inn which has the best margaritas pretty much in the country, hands down. Or by just a toast this evening to the holiday.

Ammie always finds great reasons to celebrate. Must be why she is my dear friend!

See, she’s not making it up:

click here for more info on national margarita day

Happy President’s Day…


You know, I just love the random four day weekends in the middle of winter. Ok, ok. I am sure you think I mean that sarcastically, but as the kids get older, I am finding myself enjoying the unstructured time.

When they were little, they would look to me for entertainment. So, I used to dread weekends like this. I would always need to plan someplace for us to go. But now, they run their own social calendars. It is so lovely not to have the ready… set…. go…. fast that a school day makes us do. Even though we are up before the chickens, we can take our time starting our day.

Because of the mañana attitude we are having right now, I am hearing about so much of the kids lives. So, did you know last week the fourth graders had to dance with girls during PE class? And, oh my gosh mom… It was soooo awkward!

So, while the rest of Colorado is in the slopes, we are hanging out and catching up.