I love all of my kids, but once in a while I capture a photo that I just love.
This is one:
I love all of my kids, but once in a while I capture a photo that I just love.
This is one:
My 16-year-old daughter is falling apart. In less
than a week, she has learned that she is lactose intolerant AND her vision is failing.
OK, her vision isn’t failing. She is still perfectly legal to drive without the aid of any corrective lenses, but a small prescription would make it easier for her to see things like the white board in a classroom.
She is struggling with her contact lenses. She doesn’t like them and feels like they are making her vision worse when she attempts to read close up.
The day she heard she needed contacts was not a good day for her. She felt sorry for herself just a little bit.
As I prepared dinner, she was talking to me about how hard changing her diet had been.
In a pathetic and frustrated tone, she whined, “Do you know how hard it is to change your entire diet?”
Even as the words crossed her lips, I could see the realization move across her face. She was, after all, talking to her mother who had spent several months last year on an entirely liquid diet. And since that time, my diet is still primarily liquid and very different from anything I’ve ever eaten in the past.
“Forget it,” she said, almost as soon as she finished uttering her question.
Merry Christmas from the Sherwood Family!
It has been two years since you last heard from us because Linda was too lazy to write a Christmas letter last year (or too busy, depends on whether you believe Steve or Linda). This year, she thought she would avoid the last-minute rush by writing the letter in October, but Linda is also very good at procrastination. Thus, there are just 14 days left until Christmas, and Linda has a ton of papers to grade (finals week begins tomorrow). This, of course, is perfect motivation for Linda to avoid grading papers to write the Christmas letter. Plus, she promised Steve she would have it done two days ago, but she has to be in the proper holiday mood to get the letter done and after a weekend of holiday cheer, she thinks she has it.
Before we look back at the last year (or two), we wanted to take the time to ask you to “save the date.” Autumn is a high school senior this year, and we are planning to celebrate her graduation May 26, 2012, which is the Saturday of Memorial Day Weekend. You are welcome to bring your camper and/or tent and stay in our yard. It should be a fun party. And yes, we will be sending out official invitations next spring.
2011 started well. Everyone was busy and productive, and Justin was following in his sisters’ footsteps and competing in Battle of the Books. It is an awesome reading competition that involves lots of practices and getting dressed early on Saturdays. It was one such Saturday when Linda was driving Justin into Houghton Lake for a practice competition when the pair was run over by a semi-truck. Luckily, the semi-truck missed any vital body parts although it totaled Linda’s minivan, which did NOT break Linda’s heart at all. Linda was adamant she would not replace her minivan with another minivan. She is now driving a car that can hold six people, but it is a car that doesn’t scream “mom” and still gets 28 to 30 mpg. The big news of 2011? Steve and Linda celebrated birthdays that started with 4 and ended in 0: 40. For the record, Steve is older (March to August), and Linda doesn’t look a day over 39.
Steve is still working as a field technician fixing the gigantic engines that push natural gas through the pipe lines. His work truck caught fire one day on his way to work, so he now has a new truck to drive. For most of the year, he worked near Gaylord and would spend at least one week away from home every month. In September, however, he was transferred and now works primarily in the Beaver Creek area, which is about 25 miles from our house. He didn’t have to travel out of state as much in 2011, and we were all happy to have him home more often. We like the guy, so we are happiest when he is around. This fall, Steve loved being able to take all four kids hunting although Amanda was the one who went hunting with him the most. Steve waited until the end of rifle season to take down a good sized doe.
Linda is still teaching at Ferris State University, which she loves. She teaches both in a traditional classroom and in an online classroom. Online teaching is great because she can wear her PJs while working, which is good since she is running out of work clothing that fits her. She lost about 56 pounds this year. After struggling with her weight for several years, Linda had gastric sleeve surgery in August and is very happy with the results. Although the surgery has definitely helped her lose weight, Linda has also become quite active in working out and going to Zumba to maximize her losses and get her to goal weight. Thanks to weight lifting, she is also happy to report that she has actual biceps for the first time ever.
Autumn, 17, was inducted into the National Honor Society and receives tons of mail from colleges all over the United States. She finally received the letter she has been waiting for – an acceptance letter to Ferris State University where she will attend next fall. She plans to study digital design. She received an early Christmas gift (her varsity jacket) and is looking forward to playing softball on the school’s new fields this coming spring. She is now working at Kmart, but she left her job at McDonald’s on good terms and may return there next summer. They were sad to see her go. In good news, it has been over a year since she received a speeding ticket, so she no longer has a graduated driver’s license. She now has the real thing, and we hope the cost of the tickets will continue to prevent her from future speeding. The girl learns lessons best when the lesson costs her money.
Amanda, 16, is the newest licensed driver in our house. The best thing about this is that Amanda is willing to do the most boring of errands as long as it involves her getting to drive. It seems Amanda learned from her older sister’s mistakes since it has been more than a month since obtaining her license, and she has not received a speeding ticket nor exhibited the behavior that would result in one. During the summer, Amanda worked for a local ice cream shop. She did a good job of spending her income wisely. She is the chief caretaker of our animals including the latest additions: four rabbits and a turtle. The turtle is all Amanda’s, but the rabbits were supposed to belong to all four children; Amanda, however, is the only child to take care of the rabbits without any reminders or nagging. It isn’t surprising to anyone that has ever seen her around animals that Amanda plans to study veterinary medicine in her future. She is looking forward to spring and participating in softball, which is her favorite nonanimal-related thing to do. Despite her love for animals, Amanda loves hunting. She is the first of our kids to bag a buck; she brought down a spike-horn during the youth hunt. She is a junior this year.
Maxine, 14, is a freshman in high school and adjusting to life in the high school very well. She has learned some tough lessons about friends this year, but she is figuring it all out. She worked at Merritt Speedway selling popcorn all summer, which helped her math skills immensely. Right now, freshman basketball is keeping her busy. She spends most nights at practice or games. It is paying off – she made a three-pointer the other night, and her family was there to see it. It’s a small team of just 8 freshmen, so she gets plenty of playing time. She has enjoyed having two older sisters to drive her around to the various school-related events. This was especially helpful during the marching band season when Maxine learned to march and play at the same time. She played alto sax in the marching band, but she is trying her hand at tenor sax for concert band season. Despite being a “cool” freshman, the girl still smiles incredibly easily and has the best giggles and hugs around. Plus, her dad protects her fiercely mostly from her older sisters.
Justin, 12, is just a couple of weeks away from becoming a teenager (January 7). He is in seventh grade and manages to get almost all As and could probably get all As, but he has a tendency to put off work and fails to turn in all of his assignments in at least one class every semester (I wonder where he gets that procrastination tendency from…). The kid is a computer whiz and pretty good at most video games as well (although his dad still beats him on the racing games, but it is getting closer). He played Jaguar football this year, and he surprised himself with how well he did. He loves tackling. He also played a number of positions in Little League baseball and is working on developing a killer throw like his older sister Amanda. He plays trumpet in band and never seems to be without a girl or two fawning over him. I have no doubt that he will become the tallest of the Sherwood kids in the coming year. The kid grew a LOT this year. He was pretty proud of himself (we were too) when he bagged his doe during the youth hunt.
The Sherwood family wishes you the merriest of Christmases and a very happy new year.
Love, Steve, Linda, Autumn, Amanda, Maxine and Justin – December 11, 2011
I attended the kids’ band concert last Thursday and ran into the lovely lady pictured with me at right. She let me know she still had the shirt she is wearing in the picture below and let me know I looked great and could fit into the smaller version of the shirt. She still owned it.
The picture was taken at our 20-year-class reunion. We live in the same small town where our shopping options are limited. We both had the same idea when we bought the shirt at Fashion Bug.
I no longer own my shirt. It is too big for me now that I’ve lost nearly 60 pounds. I donated it several months ago.
Today, in my bedroom, I have another very large bag of clothes to donate. I had been holding onto my size 18 pants because they were what I wore for work. But they were getting very baggy. The other day I realized I needed to stop wearing them when I was able to take the pants off without unzipping or unfastening them. Plus, they made my butt disappear.
It is now the end of the semester, which means I won’t be needing many dress clothes for an entire month. I decided it was time to bag up the baggy clothes and all of the size 18s are gone. So are the size 16s (well except for one pair that is pretty comfy).
I know that I am going to have to sort through my underwear drawer soon. I have bras that are too big (in the band and the cup) and some underwear too. I have read too many horror stories about underwear falling off to trust my larger stuff much longer.
I am now in size 14s, and I even bought a jean skirt to wear. It is a bit on the short side, so I’m going to have to invest in some leggings of some type as well. The skirt was at the Gap Outlet and on clearance plus 40 percent off, so I bought it for less than $3. How could I not?
There is a downside to being smaller. I live in a home with three teenage daughters. The youngest is still a small, but the two older girls wear medium sizes. I am a size large now, which means my clothing no longer swims on my children, and they are finding things they like. The other day my oldest arrived home and upon seeing what shirt I was wearing announced, “I was going to wear that.” It was mine.
I suspect it will only get worse when they start fitting into my pants as well.
And in good news — my middle daughter has a pair of black knee-high boots. I tried them on, and they fit my calves! The problem is she won’t let me borrow them.
Driving to work this morning, I listened to Finster (of WKLT’s Omelette and Finster) complain about his stepkids snooping after his wife wrapped up presents and put them under the tree. Finster described a scene I was pretty familiar with — kids counting and shaking the various presents as they wonder what the packages might contain.
A woman caller suggested a fantastic strategy. Instead of putting the kids’ names on the packages, the caller said to use reindeer names. You don’t reveal which child is which reindeer until Christmas morning.
Tonight, I mentioned the idea to my husband, but my kids overheard. My son immediately decided it was a bad idea. He proclaimed that shaking the packages was part of the Christmas experience.
One of my daughters immediately called dibs on being Rudolph. When I suggested it would defeat the purpose if she knew the reindeer name I assigned to her packages, she proclaimed no one else should be Rudolph except for her.
Tonight, I wrapped a bunch of gifts.
(By the way, my son mentioned that Congress just recently passed a law that you MUST have a Christmas tree up and decorated once more than two presents have been wrapped. I’m sure we’ll all read the news reports about this new law soon.)
I refrained from using the kids’ names, and I used the reindeer names instead. Right now, we have presents for Dasher, Dancer, Vixen and Prancer.
The presents are not yet under our tree because we are in clear violation of the newly passed law. We are still without a tree. Instead of under a tree, the gifts are on top of the containers holding all of our Christmas tree ornaments and lights.
I think to completely mess with the kids, I will add more presents for Comet and Cupid, Donner and Blitzen. That’s right. I will assign TWO reindeer names to each kid, and they will be completely confused about who will receive what.
(Insert evil laugh!)