.:: Dust Mites
You may recall, my husband and I spent the weekend in the mountains. And, we enjoyed watching Dish Network’s Earth channel. Though many may find such a channel boring, my husband and I found it intriguing and amazing. I also found looking ‘down’ on planet earth both humbling and startling.

At night, while in the mountains, my husband and I sat on the deck for hours, staring at the countless stars. In the morning, we were literally awakened to the sunrise, watching it take place through the sliding glass doors in the bedroom. And, during the day we spent our time reading, writing and watching ‘planet earth’.

Life is good. Life is great. Life is happening all over this world, as I live it and see the earth upon which I live. I wonder what would happen if every public place had a streaming video of our earth. What would happen if everyone could see a live shot of earth from space at all times? Would we be moved to better protect our environment? Or, would we become quickly desensitized by the constant reminder of our Big Blue Marble?

As I watched the shot of earth from space, I could not help but think that we are the dust mites of the earth. From a distance, we are microscopic organisms feasting off its host. And, when we think of dust mites infesting our beds and linens, we shudder. Yet, viewing the earth from space, I can’t help but think we are the very things that make us shudder. Unfortunately, dust mites are – for the most part – harmless. Humans feeding off planet earth? Not so harmless.


Beautiful from space,
Beauty covers the planet.
Handle it with care.


.:: Lose a Tooth get a Prize
Earlier this week, as I mentioned in a previous post, Joe lost his first tooth. Though the tooth was loose for weeks, the ‘fall out’ seemed to happen suddenly and unexpectedly. And, because we don’t do the Easter Bunny or Santa (in the traditional sense), I had no clue how we’d handle the Tooth Fairy.

I told Rob I could go to the store to get something, but we decided we’d just give Joe a quarter and call it a ‘visit’.  That said, I looked in my wallet to see if I had any quarters. I didn’t. And, I knew I wouldn’t; we rarely carry cash. So, while the boys were getting a bath, I went into Charlie’s room and took a quarter out of their piggy bank. Rob walked in the room as I was taking the quarter. “Nice.” He said, smiling. “Stealing from the kids in the name of the Tooth Fairy.”

After their bath, Joe informed us that he was hoping he was going to get an ice cream sandwich or a lollipop from the Tooth Fairy. I told him I doubted that would happen. And, I reminded him that the ice cream sandwich would melt. Though, perhaps he was thinking he’d wake up in the middle of the night and eat it. Who knows.

When Joe was in bed, I crafted a little note to include in the pouch with the quarter. I had a feeling Joe was going to be disappointed, but I was hoping the simple ‘thought’ of a Tooth Fairy coming in the night would be enough to please him. Yeah. Not so much. He didn’t see the quarter initially, just the note; and, he was disappointed. I told him there was a quarter in the pouch, too, but he told me he didn’t want it. Ironic, because it was his quarter to begin with. I wonder if this means I can keep it?!

Knowing he was bummed, I agreed to buy him a lollipop. We don’t do lollipops in our house, so he was excited to hear he was going to get one. He became even more excited when he found out he was going to get two lollipops. Because, like all good Moms, I bribed him with a lollipop to get him to agree to getting his picture taken. Joe smiled and said, “You’re better than the Tooth Fairy.”


Why, he asks. Does she want my tooth?
Searching for answers is this little sleuth.

Why under the pillow? Why on my bed?
How can she get it? Will she lift my head?

The ways of the the fairy, the elf and the bunny.
He shakes his head, finding it all kind of funny.


.:: A New Job
This week I started a 2nd job – a paid gig. I am helping friends handle the ‘night shift’ of parenthood. They recently celebrated the birth of their second child. And, wishing they had a ‘night shift’ helper with their first child, they put a plan in action to have help with the second. So, two nights a week from 11PM until 7AM, I do what I can to let Mom and Dad sleep (though Mom does wake up once to nurse the newborn).

It’s kind of nice taking care of a newborn again. I feel like a grandparent – able to enjoy the little baby, while handing the cutie off to her parents at the end of the day. Um. Wait, I hand off the baby at the beginning of the day.

Yes, just two nights into my job, and I’ve already lost track of the days. When I came home Thursday morning, it took me all day to realize the day was Thursday not Wednesday. And, perhaps because I am in my 40s, I find recovering from an all-nighter takes more than one night to recover. As the sun sets on this Friday, I feel my energy starting to return. Yes, just like a newborn, I may be getting my days and nights mixed up. Sure hope I don’t wake Rob up tonight by crying out for a bottle. That would be awkward.


The memories of my babies as newborns are foggy.
Perhaps because much of it was spent feeling groggy.

A full night of sleep did not exist in those days.
So often we walked in a sleep-deprived haze.

And when sleep is something that you lack.
The days of the week become harder to track.


.:: And Now for Something Completely Random (Because it is Flighty Friday)
Top 7 Most Annoying Words/Phrases Currently Coming from the Mouth of My 5yr Old
7. “Oh, Baby.”
6. “Mr. Baby Underpants.”
5. “What did you say, Baby?”
4. “Mr. Baby Underpants”
3.  “Here we go, Baby!”
2. “Ok, Baby.”
1.  “Mr. Baby Underpants.”


Thanks for Reading. Be good yourself, and help take care of others.

Looking Up


The position of the sun on Oct. 9th around 1:55 pm EST.


As I type, I am watching a live streaming video from the geostationary satellite EchoStar 11. Located along the equator over water to the West of Central America, video from the satellite is available through Dish Network’s Earth station. We don’t have cable or satellite at home, but I am not home. My husband and I went away for the weekend, escaping to the mountains.

And now, my husband has joined me on the couch. We are giddy with the data at our fingertips. We are literally sitting side by side, watching the earth on the TV screen – tracking the progress of the earth’s movement with his laptop and various government websites.

“Hey, Dear! I’m waving! Can you see me?” I say, as I wave to the TV. “Wait. I guess you can’t see me, because I am inside. Do you think if I go outside you could see me?”

“No,” my husband replies. “But, if you go outside and yell, I bet I could hear you.” HA! Oh goodness. I love this man.

We are watching as the sun’s light begins to fully cover this particular part of the world. He’s checking data for the daytime and nighttime skies, excited about what we can see when we look up to the sky. In fact, while the sun shines over head, we just walked out to the deck to find a sliver of the moon and the planet Venus, as the two are slowly setting in the Southern sky. Currently, the moon is in the ‘new moon’ phase, so it is not visible at night. However, because my husband is a celestial geek, he found out where to locate the moon during the daylight hours, prior to it setting with the evening sun.

Though I think it is pretty neat seeing the moon during the day, I think seeing a planet during daylight hours is neater. The planets and stars are always overhead; but with the ‘lights on’, finding the celestial bodies is more difficult. And later tonight, around 8:35 PM EST, we are going to look up at the nighttime sky to watch the Hubble Space Telescope move across above us.

Throughout our years together, Rob and I have watched Muir, the International Space Station (with and without the Space Shuttle attached to it) and several space shuttles fly overhead. I realize I may be boring you with my talk of the moon, satellites, stars and planets. However, during moments like these, I am reminded of the fact my husband is my soul mate.

Back inside watching the Earth channel, I reach over and pat my husband’s hand, telling him I love him. I smile and say, “I find being with you now and exploring the skies more intimate than sex.” He laughs. Then I say, “It’s not as messy either.”

Again, he laughs, and he says, “What do you mean? There are cookies all over the place.” I look at him confused, “We aren’t eating cookies.” He looks at me and smiles, “Internet cookies. They are leaving crumbs all over our computers.” I love this man. I truly love this man. I hear him laughing louder, as he says “We’re also spreading viruses. ITDs.” I look at him, and he continues “Internet transmitted diseases.” Soul mate. He is my soul mate. I love him.