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I’m Married to a Geek


And I’ve been married to this geek for 14 years.  You’d think I would be used to this fact by now, however he always finds a way to surprise me.

I knew when we got married that he was/is this math genius, aka advanced math teacher at the local high school.

I knew that he could rattle off random facts making it hard to beat him at games like Trivial Pursuit.  80’s Music Games – forget it – he’s the King.  Thank you, thank you very much…ok, he doesn’t really say that, but I couldn’t resist.

Other Geek Indicators:

– When Gabi was little he would walk her up to bed to tuck her in, and instead of singing nursery rhymes, he’d have her doing addition and subtraction problems.  When I’d look at them, shaking my head, Gabi would say “What?  I like it!”  She’s just like HIM!

– The sad sigh that escapes his mouth when someone comments about how much they hate math.  He just shakes his head and says “That’s sad.”

– The smile on his face when one of his past students comes back to school to talk to him and tells him how college math was so much easier because of what they learned in his class.  From there, the conversation turns into a foreign language.  There’s no ‘Oh hi, how is college going?’  They talk Pythagorean Theorems and Stokes Theorem (and yes, I had to ask Tim how to spell these terms).

– The fun he has singing the Quadratic Formula with his daughters.

– And the final straw…

Picture this…

Sunday afternoon.  Tim up by the new garage door opener’s main box.  Me standing by the exterior keypad.

As Tim was pushing the button on the main box, I was waiting to input the Pin.   All of a sudden I realized that we hadn’t decided on what the Pin should be (I was tired, give me a break, ok?).  I yelled up to him saying “What numbers should we use?”  In response, he shouts out these random numbers and of course I, the ever-dutiful wife, immediately punch them in.

At this point I look back at him and asked “Why these numbers?”

He looks at me as if I’m stupid (ok, not really) and says “Because it’s … # to the third power… # to the second power and… # to the 1st power”.

To which my response was “WHAT?  Why would you set it at THAT?”  (My voice may have been a bit shrill at this point.)

His calm response “Because it’s easy to remember.”

{Head thunk}

“That’s not EASY to remember for me!  Why couldn’t we set it with a mix of our birthdates?”  (OK, by now I’m completely exasperated.)

“What if we mix up the birthdates?”  He earnestly asks me.

{Mental head thunk, head thunk, head thunk…against the wall.}

“We could have just tried again the other way and had it correct!!!”

“Pfth – no, this is much easier”, he states and then smiles.

AAAARRRRRGGGGHHHHHH!  I felt like Charlie Brown lying flat on his back while Lucy held the football up in the air.

Needless to say, I have it written down and tucked in a few different places for when I need it.  Whether I actually remember where I put it may be the next blog.

{sigh}

I dearly love this man, have I told you how much I love this man?  I REALLY love this man.

{sigh}

Patty O

ps…for your added enjoyment, our children have tagged Tim as Sheldon and me as Penny.  I even came out as Penny when I took the “Which Big Bang Theory Character are You?” test.

Sigh…at least I have a good personality. 😉

My Dog Ate My Glasses


I now know that this is not a unique event.  Many people I have complained to have shared stories of their own wonder dogs eating their glasses.  I even had one person come back with “Well at least he didn’t eat your dentures!”  Suffice it to say, if I had dentures I would be REALLY unhappy.

As it was, when I came out of the shower to find Motzy laying on the rug chomping away, I wasn’t happy.  Of course I couldn’t see what he was crunching on since I wasn’t wearing my glasses, thus I bent down, nose almost to the floor, to find out what he had.  I’m sure the shrill in my voice and the look on my face, instantly notified Motzy he’d done something wrong.

I think my first comment was “How could you do this Motzy?”, voice rising with each word.  Like he was really going to look at me and say ‘Well, remember that time you took the dirty diaper from me?  Yeah, this is payback baby.’  (You can find that story here:  A Dirty Diaper, 4 Pens and 2 Christmas Ornaments)  Don’t doubt my language abilities, there were definitely more than a few expletives spoken that day…sigh…sorry Lord, I think I may have even taken your name in vain a time or two.

Thankfully I’d saved my last couple pairs of glasses (you never know when you’re dog might eat them).  But think now, do you remember why you got new glasses?  Was it (A) because you didn’t like the look anymore?  Or (B) because you needed an upgrade (or downgrade) to bifocals?  Or (C) could it be both?  Yes, just go ahead and circle letter C.   I’ve been waiting ever-so-NOT-patiently for the new ones to arrive…as I raise my old glasses to the top of my head so I can read something close…and slip them back down when I want to see anything even remotely far away.  Up…down…up…down…

{sigh}

And just why did I tease my Mom so many years ago when we were at church and she couldn’t see her hymnal?  I even held my hymnal really…far…away, in an attempt to help her see…I thought I was just so funny.  Yup, she’s having herself a REALLY good laugh up in Heaven right about now!

Here’s to a bright, beautiful weekend…I hope you can see it better than I can!

Patty O

“Why’s His Head Out There?”


Best almost-4-year-old quote ever.

I bought these little hangers a couple of years ago at IKEA.  At the time I thought they’d be cute little person hangers for their coats, and since the little people I watch have 88 sled dogs, what better hangers than doggie butts?

It wasn’t until I cleared them off yesterday (of extra scarves, mitten, hats) that Elena really noticed them.

And yes, that was her first question.  “Why’s his head out there?”

Of course it was said with all the cuteness you can imagine in a sarcastic almost-4-year-old tone…insinuating that I was doing something wrong, or obviously stupid as I put their heads outside.

{sigh}

I just love a little person’s perspective.

As I told her Mom the story after work, I was told another funny story involving Miss E.  Her Dad had taken her and her sister on a road trip to visit their cousins (and to pick up his deer head mount).  You can see it coming right?  On the way home, the little Miss says “Dad, he’s lookin’ at me!”

Then a few moments later adds “Dad, can he blink?”

😉

Have a good day!  And if you’re not – make it better by looking at things through the eyes of a child!

Patty O

ps…Now remember when you look at this picture…I AM a thankfully imperfect woman, so NO I did not clean the door or wall before taking the picture, and YES that’s weather-stripping in the door, and YES it ends before it hits the floor…don’t ask me…I don’t have a clue.  That’s my husband’s department!

Playing Favorites


Happy Valentine’s Day to my wonderful, loving, blanket stealing husband!  LOL!

Of course you know me, there’s a story behind everything…

Tim and I have an ongoing joke that he steals all the blankets, while he says “Noooooo – you push them over!”

And then we both smile with a twinkle in our eyes!

OK, in full disclosure, I do push them over…when my feet are burning hot!

Uh – oh!

 He’s going to read this and then I’ll be in for some gloating…I’ve admitted guilt!

Happy Valentine’s Day to my amazing gift from God!

Signed, Just Me 🙂

And now for my daughters…

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You are all my favorites!

My favorite Alex…

My favorite Sam…

My favorite Gabi…

{This will drive them crazy}

At some point or another, they’ve each asked told me ‘Come on, just admit it Mom…I’m your favorite…just say it once!’

There’s one in particular that continues to push – not naming names…

but it’s the artistic middle child o’ mine! 🙂

I LOVE YOU ALL EQUALLY – for all the incredibleness that you are!

I love you to the moon and back…

and the Milky Way and back…

and the entire Universe and back!

{Yes, we used to argue about who loved who more}

{sigh}

Happy Valentine’s Day girls!

Mom

(aka Patty O)

A Mukluk Tea Party


Today I was invited to go to a Tea Party.

The best part?  The invite was from my little Miss El (daycare little one) and it was for parents, and grandparents, and at least one daycare lady…ME!  Read more

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