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Kindergarten has been great. My little thing 1 is just dying to get there everyday. He is a young five and will only be five here in a couple of months. I was nervous about putting him in with him being so little. He really had a rough day yesterday.
All the little ones lined up and got ready to leave as they waved goodbye to the teacher. I couldn’t see Thing 1. He was still in the class room. The teacher’s aid was there and was trying to calm down my son. Then after the last child was sent to the loving arms of his parents she signaled me to follow her. She said, they were partnered off for a dance they were learning. He had gotten to excited and too silly. (Very typical Thing 1- or any boy lol) Then when they tried to calm him down by switching parners (the teacher became his partner) he flipped.There are two class mascots and they get to go home every Friday and Monday. It went home with someone else, and so he flipped even more!
Luckily for him -and them- it was fifteen minutes before they were all going home. I am praying this isn’t a habit. I am supposed to "help" in his class on Wed. of next week. I am starting to have flashbacks of when I was in the Primary with him and how he struggled to do what he was supposed to while I was present. I am pretty sure he’ll be fine, but my stomach is all tied in knots for him.
This I totally saw in my mind’s eye happening. I was just amazed that it happened this late in the game. We’ll see how this next week plays out.
I guess I never knew how totally persuaded I am by my friend’s product endorsements. If you say it’s good I’ll try it. If you love it I will give it a whirl. I have a friend who can sell anything that she believes in. Because of her I can’t think of shopping anywhere else than a certain store while in the mall because of her ravings about their "return policies" and great customer service. Good thing I haven’t been to the mall in YEARS
I was swept up again after a phone call with my friend Val. She raved and raved about this product. I went out and tried it and now I am raving too! I can’t stop thinking about this in the mornings for breakfast. All other options kind of pale in comparison these days.
Are my kids allowed to eat this NO it is a Mommy and Daddy cereal. Oh Val what have you DONE???
Good Gracious these are tasty!
This past week has been HAZY. That is Hecka and Crazy combined. I am looking for a clean house and a good book to curl up with. I think I’ll finish "Persuasion" this week. The kids are loving school Thing 1 esp. We are having fun recapping the day. Man I love songs they teach in Kindergarten. And he is totally the singer! I will have to recap later. That clean house is calling me:)
This day is hard. I am conflicted between excitement for Thing 1 and selfish feelings of loss. I miss him and his sister. They are both in school today. I have the Fish still with me. I want to spend some good quality time with just him. We are going to have some fun.
Thing 1 was so thrilled to be there in his class. Sitting on his number he picked out. I am really amazed at how much I stressed about this day for him. I am tickled he is so totally pumped. His teacher is so nice and man it was so hard for him to hear his name as soon as he walked into the class. It will take him sometime to get into the "routine" but I think we’ll have it down in the next couple of weeks. He is so adorable! He has slept three nights with out his Binki. I am so proud and yet my heart is aching for the newborn, toddler, and little man stage he has now graduated from.
His little smile says everything! You are growing up Thing 1 and I love to be apart of watching you become this amazing little person!
Sunday evening our friend Lee went to the hospital with a stomach ache. It was bad enough for him to get seen. And he was in a lot of pain by the evening. I got a call at 3:45 am Monday night saying they admitted him to the intensive care unit. He was completely sedated when his wife arrived. His heart rate was racing. He wasn’t doing good. They called it Pancreatitis, and he had a lot of fluid in stomach which stressed his lungs and heart.
She arrived home around 7:45-8 am and with in minutes of being there she got the call he had coded. They were doing CPR still when she arrived. They continued CPR for 45 minutes. They brought him back but didn’t expect him to last the day. Around 1pm he coded again and he didn’t make it.
He gave us some great memories. And some really fun times. Thanks Lee for all the dinners, imprompt to BBQs where you cooked for us. For not shunning us based on our Rockband skillz. Thanks for being our friend and neighbor. You really are a great friend and we’ll miss you.
I have been a little worried about the long three hours she is gone. What is she doing? Is she having fun? But this week we had them all come home with Fire Ranger hats. Thing 2 says their her "Power Ranger" hats.
I love that they gave The fish and Thing 1 a hat as well.
That is the distance to the elementary school that hosts my Thing 2’s preschool. In between my house and that school is my son’s Kindergarten elementary school. I am gathering some pennies for a new bike trailor. Then I can leave my van at home and just ride about on my bike
5.44 miles each day. That is 27.2 Miles per week. 108.8 Miles per month. And that adds up when gas is still 3.91 at last fill. And your Pony-yack gets 22 miles per gallon (actually that isn’t too bad)
……….Oh that adds to $19.31 a month…… I may just drive LOL.
This evening I road to the school. It wasn’t that bad. I broke my flip flop on the way there so I put them in the baby seat. It was pretty funny cause then I was on my way home bare foot. Then I heard the shoe drop from the seat. (they were old shoes).I thought about it later. I would have had a heart attack if I saw something bounce out of a baby seat on a bike.
We’ll see if I can ride each day 5 days a week:) But I think I should have that last 10 lbs worked off by Christmas if I can Just to gain it all back by Jan 09!
They are always up to some fun stuff! I have to update my links. If you aren’t on there and need to be let me know!
Songs that I have found recently that I love……inspired by this post.
Os Mutantes: Mihna Menihna (Don’t quote me on spelling)
My never: Justin Furstenfeld (lead of October Blue) Page 3 of Breaking Dawn Song!! OHHHHHH man… that got me right here!
Hate Me: Justin Furstenfeld (for Twilght fans this was the song that described feelings felt by Edward when he left Bella in the Medow- New Moon. At least that is what Stephanie Meyer said in LA at the book signing)
Knock em Out: Lilly Allen
Sing, Sing a Song: as sung by Daniel Hardin (this guy doesn’t have a CD yet. I am starting a petition for someone to pick him up and offer enough so that he sells right out LOL. I have to have this in my Ipod!)
What are you listening to??
Thing 1 jumped out of the crib of the fish. On his way down he hit his elbow. I swear his bone was popping out of his little skin. I freaked! One clean X-ray and one big monkey bump later we went for ice cream. The whole time he was telling me
"Mama I really don’t think it is broken"
The Car seats haven’t made a full recovery.
Baby Luvies and doll blankets and Pillows
My Favorite Tutu.
My Baby and Baby Bling
Wine stoppers and Night Lights.
Our next one will be in the next month or so. We only had a couple of people come and stop by. But it was a great first run. Now we just need the customers
Ok so I never finished writing about Val! Oh poor Val on the night of the book release fell victim to bad information. She is trapped in Tahoe. Without the next installment of the Stephanie Meyer Saga. What does she do? What any of us half-crazed-Cullen-loving mother of three would do……find a book store FAST. By this time it is past 9pm any bookstore would be having a party.
So her search for book stores in Tahoe reveal this lovely little shop….that is right "Rainbow Bridge". (Some may think they know where this is going… oH just wait)
On their list of events they have "August 1st, New Moon Party" so she calls.
Val: "So you are having a party tonight?"
Store employee: Yes a New Moon party.
Val: Don’t you mean Breaking Dawn. …..by Stephanie Meyer?
Store Employee: No "New MOOn". Stephanie Who?
Val: Let me get this straight. You are a book store having a new MOon party, on August 1st and you don’t know who Stephanie Meyer is……Is that right?
Store Employee: (Pause……..)Yes.
Val: Ok thanks.
I am pretty sure the background of the store had beautiful "Singing Crystal Bowl arrangement" in G Minor going on. But Val probably was too busy fuming to enjoy it.
This last week and a half has been crazy!
Val and I had planned to go to the Book Release party and she was in Tahoe for a week and was planning to come down. Her friend- we won’t mention who- wants to go as well and calls last minute to tell Val she had to have a wrist band and a book on order to attend. (None of this info was accurate) so around 9pm Val calls to inform me. I tell her to come anyways. She was too far to get there in time. She couldn’t make it down…..more about her later.
I dragged another friend who was 24 weeks pregnant! She we joked was the pregnant Bella. Oh how we didn’t know what we were saying at the time LOL. We had a blast. She has two almost three kids and we were in the middle of the fun. Trivia, Raffles, and vampire teeth oh my!
There were tons of people there. ONLY no one over 18 in the screaming and dressed up crowd. I was not dressed up but came to see all those that would be. We saw some cool stuff.
We were sitting and thinking about what would happen in the next book. I stopped to talk to a neighbor that I saw there. Thrilled to see another person near my age I asked are you here to get your book too?
"No, I am here with my daughter" wow where were the Twilight Moms?
While I was talking to my neighbor. While I was there my friend came back and told me I had won the raffle!! OH my gosh I was so crazy excited! I never win anything. Well they totally gave me a "you weren’t there when we called your number prize."
one lovely canister of Colored pencils! and some Breaking Dawn Stickers! I could have used them better if I were 12 and just starting school again. LOL.
Then we got into line and I wanted to get my book and go read. Well we were bored and then found an interesting read on the shelf.
Yes we were in the young adult section.
I just picked it up and started reading from the middle.
It was "The Diary of a Wimpy Kid". It sounded politically incorrect so I picked it up.
The next thing I knew we were laughing, rolling and then tearing. I came close to p**ing my pants. I just looked on B&N website and the age level for this book is 9-12. To sum up…. We had a great time.
I can’t believe this summer is almost over! Only three more weeks left and everyone is back in school. Thing 2 has been in love with pre-school since it started. She is always waking up early and telling me it is time to go. I am so thrilled she loves it because it is making Thing 1 totally crazy with envy! Thing 1 is dying to get himself to his "big boy" school. We were so worried about him picking up on the "desire" part but things couldn’t have worked out better for him. Thing 2 will be getting two years of preschool prior to her entering kindergarten. Hopefully she’ll still be thrilled with it throughout that time. I am considering going back to school for the mornings while they are at school. We’ll see but I JUST WANT TO FINISH!
This weekend was a total bust. #1 I started throwing up on Sat evening. Didn’t stop chucking until Sunday evening. The Band had the "cha-Cha-CHA" with the barfs. All three children were fine. I can’t even tell you how much cleaning I have ahead of me today. "Supervised" playtime is a good thing. Our downstairs looks as though their was a toy bomb set off in our house. Everything has a film of stickyness I don’t even want to start cleaning. Thank goodness for friends who come and visit. I will have the motive to sanitize everything before tomorrow evening!
ON August 15th we are having a get together here at my place! Well not my place exactly but we will be getting together and having a rip roaring good evening. some of the of the "moms" from MomMakes.com and some of the local moms. We are going to have an open house/ market. I am excited because the Dove Chocolate ladies said they’d be there! If you are in The Northern Cally area and want to stop by I would love to see ya. We will be discussing "business" and other elite topics I am sure LOL. We are just excited to get to know a bunch of really cool moms. If you need a flier you can always email me. firstname.lastname@example.org
I have been working like a dog on the site. It will be done soon I am thinking I will finish up tonight!
So posting all the little things that run through my head is impossible. But I would like to write a bit about blogs, friends, and friends in real life. I have talked about this before. Bloggy friends and what do you call them? I feel like I am pretty easy going and therefore don’t do much worrying about what I say and how it is written because not many people come across my blog.
When I started blogging I wasn’t sure that I wanted everyone reading the randomness. Now I know if they know me in real life than they know I am a wee bit nutty. And understand the randomness. If not we’ll eventually probably meet at the grocery store and yes you may understand the randomness then. Like here is my random list of things I did today…I
*cleaned out my car.
*cleaned two of the three bathrooms.
*did four loads of laundry.
*road my bike with the fish and Thing 1 while Thing 2 had preschool.
*found kid music I liked.
*felt really glad to be married to my husband.
*cleaned off Niva Cream off Thing 1.
*got the mail.
*parked my car crooked in my parking stall.
*Found out a neighbor was moving.
*talked to my Mom.
*ate chocolate chips.
*Soaked Black beans for feijoada for tomorrow.
*arrived early to get Thing2 from preschool and watched her play.
*Heard thing 1 say, "Cheer for me MAMA!" as he rode his bike around.
Last Monday my sweet little Thing 2 started preschool. I have such mixed emotions about this event. Today I finally got a picture with her brother (Thing 1) as she left the car and totted off to school. They are growing up too fast.
Like all good secrets I can’t hold on to this one for much longer. I am going here!! I know I can’t believe the tickets are going for THIS much. Well I blame some people in this. First there is Val. She got the tickets for us. She actually got hooked on the books after I got hooked on the books from this person. I never heard of the book until her post recommending it. And then I read the first 30 pgs and I read the book. I waited and bought the third. Got my neighbor’s husband hooked and now we are all waiting 20 days until the next one comes. Can’t believe we are actually going to LA no kids and no hubbies. WOOT WOOT!
Luckily it is the last book in the series so I don’t have to wait for the next. I have to find a new series.
Some days it is really nice to be excited to be awake and cooking. I have a french toast recipe that made me jump out of bed this morning and get the breakfast on before the Band went to work.
Cream Cheese filling
1/4 Cream cheese softened
1 1/2 cups powdered sugar
1 tsp. vanilla
and two table spoons butter
1/4 cup milk
and a smidge of sugar.
Spread filling over one slice bread. Place another piece on like sandwhich. Then dip outside in coating. Set in Skillet with butter on Medium High. Brown Both sides.
YEAH DID I MENTION THIS IS HUGE HIGH IN CALORIES AND FAT. But if you add fruit to the dish it makes everything seem healthy. Placing four rasberries in the middle of your toast is awesome. Also covered in fresh strawberries, blueberries, or
I may need to jump out of bed 17 times in a row followed by 50 situps, 25 push-ups and some jogging.
Ok it is a whopping 107 this week on average! I live in the center of Hell? No I just live in a very hot place. So I was talking with one of my girlfriends. We’ll call her Val.
Val gal is keeping cool by "using pools". Here is how her scheme goes down.
There are a good portion of old people in Val’s church group. They happen to have all their children gone and grown. Val brings up to them durring a hall chat about how hot it is and how her three children love to swim. This almost always triggers an invitaition from these wonderful folks who love to "offer" their useless pool to those in need durring the summer. Now I have had the offer given and it is almost always a "known" you don’t take up on said offer. Only she DOES! Now she has the Kelley’s on Monday, Weston’s on tuesdays, the Johnson’s pool available on Wednesdays and Fridays, and even her neigbor named Jerry is in on the action! Pool owners are glad the pool is getting some use. And Val and her kids are keeping really cool. Val just added some of her husband’s work friends who offered at a work party. I am savy now for next year. I can buy a new summer wardrobe with the money I’ll save on my season pass to the public pool. And I won’t have to swim near great uncle Ned who thinks his "eurpopean" banana hammock is the new rage this summer!
Val and I are also going to a secret undisclosed location to escape children and husband’s for a while. Details on that adventure comming soon!
They could be about three feet tall by now but they aren’t cause they are DONE. And I only have one load to finish and the laundry is DONE. Then there is the catching up with my former person inside of me that I know hangs out in here but I just haven’t been able to find. You know that person who is carefree, happy, and doesn’t give a rip about what anyone thinks about her. YeaH I am in there I just keep finding that I do care and I am moody, and sarcastic, and down right mean to the people I profess to care about most. So what happened this week?
Yeah it started out with a migrane on Sunday that made me hurl my guts out everytime I lifted my head. Then I got two INJECTIONS. One in both cheeks! Man am I sore. If I knew that was what they were going to do to me I would have just stayed home an hurled my guts out. One of the shots was for the vomitting. I just thought I had the flu that was going around. NOPE. Migranes SUCK! I slept for almost 13 hours straight. Then some more. And some More. Again, migranes suck!
Well then I have been in this awful, foul mood. It has been like a bad smell of rotting coleslaw settled on my little patch of grass by a tree with a fawn eating on the medow. And I am sick of smelling bad coeslaw….. wait that may just be my car and the slaw we had on the fourth of July. I’d Better go clean out my car.
Anywho! We’ll see what goes on this week! Maybe aunty Flowina could come early so I can get out of this RUT!
We had so much fun I can’t believe it is already over.
We saw sky divers, bands, and some good KFC chicken. We were in heaven!
Fireworks were the most amazing thing for the FISH.
I was worried he be scared but he love every minute of it.
Wed. July 2nd, 2008
1. Take out thrift clothes
2. Bread run
3. Hang Ikea Calendar (pictures to follow…but if you read this blog you probably know that I promise pictures and don’t follow through
4. Move Thing 1’s room. At least set up his bed:)
5. Crepes for Breakfast.
I will try to post tonight to report.
We are going to continue working on that part. It seems that thing 2’s pair of white shorts are going to take only a couple of washes more. The white/kaki colored shorts of the fish however maybe a loss.
I am looking for an new area rug I rolled up the old one. Ikea seems to have a nice selection. I am just excited for one that is stain free. Even if it is just for one day- or half day. (One rug can only handle so many accidents, this has been 2years worth) and now I feel like my poor carpet in the family room is too exposed! Just waiting for orange juice, urine, popcorn, fish sticks, ketsup, chocolate milk, and rasberries to come and disrupt the happy, little clean living room.
I would love to move thing 1 today into his own room. He wakes up at the insane hour of 6:00am on a regular basis. So much for being my child. My husband can’t claim him either. We just know he is some sort of hilarious alien with a toothless grin.
With him starting school this fall getting up won’t be a problem. I am not sure I am ready for him to grow up and leave the house yet. Even if this milestone is for only three hours a day. I know he will love school esp. if there are toys and things to learn and PAINTING. He is so funny I just don’t know if school is ready for him. He is a bit distracted. And sitting and staying still for any amount of time results in the common phrase escaping his lips.
"Oh come on, this is taking way too long!", something about his small attention span makes me nervous for long school days.
That is just thing 1. Next week, Thing 2 is starting three hours worth of preschool 5 days a week this year. I am excited to have her go. She is so ready. We are going to start a little morning funtime routine. We are all up at 6am anywho! That is two hours of morning funtime before she has to go to school. We can play games, eat breakfast, exercise, and maybe even read some scriptures. I am going to love having the time with the fish and Thing 1. It will only be a couple of months before it is just the fish and I.
So my completely potty trained boy. Stands and takes a pee on the living room rug. I am only ok with this because for months I have wanted to toss the rug and replace it. There are only so many Poooo and pee stains one rug can handle. I am looking for a large area rug today that is Challenge 1
No. two is really rough. Band leaves black pen in shorts pocket. All new kid’s clothes…..dramatically spotted. Someone suggested oxy so we will try that. We will do a photo journal of the progress…..maybe.
—–Sky is still orangey orange. Not safe for kids to play still out side. I am going to the DYM archives for some indoor ideas.
There is a fun holiday that I like to dress the kids up for. In the spirit of that here is some new bling.
Ok we are having bad air days this week. We are stuck inside. The fires that are raging in Northern Cally are really makeing the sky look like a bad 80’s nuclear day after movie. It is weird to have everything look like evening time all day. I would like some breathable air. It just gives me a big head ache. The kids are keeping entertained by "treasure hunts" and indoor fun.
I am just ready to get back into the POOL!
There are somedays that I love a good chuckle. I got an email and it took me back to the dating era of my life. I am glad to have graduated that epic in my life. But here is a shout out to all the single ladies still out there.
I think somedays this is true for the married women of the world as well. But the good days balance it out.
‘A heart is not a plaything
A heart is not a toy
But if you want it broken
Give it to a boy.’
I just watched the entire movie. "Becoming Jane" Now I have to know is it Hollywood or real events? What part was really real? That was too Sucktacular if that is what happened. OUCH! I am still teary.
1975 Schwinn Ten speed Suburban style. That is the name of the new addition to the bikes in the family. I have been riding to the local store and back for things like milk. We were at 4.45 a gallon yesterday. The van is being put down for a couple of days. My legs are going to be rock solid by the time summer is through.
We also got Pool passes to the local city pools. There are four. We should be tan by the end of summer too. There will be plenty of sunscreen so we don’t pick up a healthy dose of skin cancer.
I would say skip it. I kept reading til the end for that "Big Finish" ending. It was ok. Not great not anything that had me screaming for more ect.
Here are some other books on the summer’s reading list.
Secret Life of Bees
Sabriel the first in Garth Nix Series
By August I hope to have a bigger list but August is when the fourth Vampire book is released I need some good literature to get me through. LOL
You talk to every single day. You live next door so you update them all the time. And then you go on a vacation and you can’t wait to tell them all the stuff that has happened cause you haven’t talked to them in a while?
That is my blog right now. I love it. I do. I just need sometime for things to happen and I can miss it and I can then come back. I have updated too much now I need a little time to get over the colds, find stuff to write about, have an adventure or two. Then come back strong….. or not.
It is time for a rest. So we’ll see ya when I come back. Or not.
I am taking a nap. Why? I woke up this morning and my son poohed everywhere. He has had the runs I should have taken it as a bit of foreshadowing. I have been hanging out very near a porcelin amenity in my house ALLLL. DAY. LONG.
Thing 2 has cleared up pretty good now it is just me and the baby left. GEEEZ! I am going to go Nap.
I was shopping for some bulk Laundry detergent. It needed to be cheap and for the best possible stuff. I usually get the same old stuff - tide. I was in the Costco line and I saw a little table with a gentleman that looked like he was giving away samples. I saw the product and saw it was "eco" friendly and all this stuff.
It was cheaper and had a lot of loads. Pretty much it won out and my curiosity was peaked. It can wash 205 loads in an HD washer. But there are some other bonuses. I don’t have to use two detergents for the baby and one for the family. It is gentle and the fragrance is awesome.
I hope it wasn’t just a limitted time offer. Don’t think that I will switch. I love it! I can’t get enough of how soft the clothes are and I don’t even use fabric softener! I have been looking for something like this product for soooo long! It only takes 2 oz of fluid to clean a whole load. I am feeling like doing my own info-mercial
Here is the website.
www.ecos.com check them out where you are.
Some you know you just keep……
And SOME…. well yeah you know…..
I love my bedroom when it is clean and right now it is awesome. I just have to run the vacume and it will sparkle. That is not probably going to last too long since we are sick this week. It started with the weakest immune system child thing 2. Then it hit me. then it went to the Fish. It is so rare that Thing 1 gets anything. So of all of us he is most miserable because it is simply GORGIOUS outside. It is the weather change thing I am sure.
This past couple of weeks have been a total whirlwind of change. (updates in the next several posts)
The business is going great right now. The details now can be found…… HERE….. I am going to keep this bloggy a strictly "Mommy blog" or "place to vent" or "update central for my friends and family" Or what ever this blog has turned into. Random is what I would call it.
So the neighbor asked if thing 1 and thing 2 would like to go to Buddie day at her son’s karate lessons. I like getting out and having the kids do some fun stuff and so we went. I can’t tell you how they loved yelling, kicking, hitting, and did I mention the yelling. I think they would learn a lot if we could afford regular lessons but buddie day was so much fun.
They played a game where the kids had to kick a balloon with their feet until it touched the floor. Thing 1 loved this as well as thing 2.
Any thoughts on the martial arts for the tiny tots?
Today I am cleaning TOP to BOttom. I will spare the before shots. I have to get this place clean! I am working on my bedroom. This is an area that is second only to the "catch all" room we have up stairs. It is horrible. I am glad to turn off the light when it is time to use the room for sleeping.
THIS CHANGES TODAY!
There are a couple of things that my children saw that had never been seen before "to them"
One was snow. That is a new concept. They kept looking out side and saying "lOOOK it’s Christmas TOWN!"
So I had to let them go play in the fun five inches or so that they got that week.
Here is our Cally version of FROSTY.
He looks pretty warm and physically impaired! But he is ours!
So we get there and we have plans to go and play at the park with our family! Yeah I love family time. SNOW! What the %$#@? Yeah that is not what I said but in the middle of April? So we went to my brother’s place where it was warm and had a happy Birthday celebration with my Dad! Happy Birthday DAD!
Here is some of the family that thinks it is funny to take pictures as though they are on their first date at PROM.
Yes ladies they are both swinging single. LOL Contact me by email for blind and or other embaressing dating set ups! (Both will kill me for this post)
To all my friends that live abroad in the two states that we visited. We are comming back soon! But this time without the BARFS! My kids didn’t get it! But it was going around. My mom being the one with it only days before we came.
Short and sweet verison of what went down….
Delta short flight… SMALL bitzy plane. We circled the airport like 50 times on the decent. I get motion sickness REALLY easily and really bad on planes. So there I am 20 minutes until landing. Talking my self out of hurling all my guts out. You see once upon a time I flew. I was alone and sat by someone I didn’t know. I talked politely to that person, I made small talk, joked, laughed. And then without warning I chucked….. Politely into the bag provided.
Luckily I have never
A. seen that poor soul that sat next to me (nor the stewartess who took the bag and threw it away for me).
B. Thrown up on a plane since!
So everytime I get on a plane I am "Afeared", "terrified", "scared", that out of nowhere I will hurl all the contents of my stomach on the plane.
The smell of the airport….That is where it starts for me. The heaves I mean. I hate the smell of airports. I traveled with my three tiny children. They seemed to be totally unphased! I hate when they are having a great time and I am not. When I am just having a very familuar talk with myself.
It generally goes like this.
"Ok, OK, OK! Deep breath in…….. out. You just need to relax. Concentrate on RELAXING! This will be over soon. Pretend you are flying the airplane so it isn’t so bad. And maybe you could just think that those sudden drops are fun like roller coaster. Yeah you’d better breathe again.
Jen B. At "Be Thou Exhalted" congratulations!
And everyone else thanks for playing along!
You know that there is a pretty good chance the statement on the top of the sidebar is not usually the case. I whine a lot I just try and not do it here. But if it spills over somedays it’s because I am 100% "Drama Queen" dressed as a "Chiller"
Stay tuned ONE of the funniest people I know is starting her blog! I cannot wait to show you!
Yeah this is all of us together. I am shocked that it has been really this long since we all got in one shot. We saw my BIL and his new wife. We love them! It is so hard for us to get these family shots. I think this is our first one! We have so many shots of them single and two by two.
Ok I have been trying to upload this shot and it wasn’t showing until just now.
Man I am in my house right now with no TV. and no children awake. It is 7:14pm. I have been trying to set up some form of accounting record, bead, and prep for the local exciting meeting with the shop. It is unusually quiet and peaceful.
Lately I have started to notice how much I need to get OUT. Of the house of the city and of the country. I have a scheduled trip to a cooler place that is fond of Potatoes. I will also be visiting a state where the Olympics were held in 2002. We are going for a short stay but it just maybe the escape I am looking for.
My kids are growing so fast lately. Thing 1 is testing his pedaling skillz out, and Thing 2 is really having a blast riding a big wheel trike thingy. When did they grow up so fast? This fall will be my first experience with school. We registered him a couple of weeks ago. I am going to miss him. I thought it would be great to get him out of here for a good chunk of the day, but we have so much fun and are doing things that we all like to do. It is almost painful to think I have mere months left to hang out with him. Thank goodness for summers!
Thing 2 is so chatty. She is finally getting into her big girl unds. (hopefully that will not attract the search engines here LOL)
And it’s going relatively well. We watched some of the old home videos of her and she was saying some pretty funny stuff when she was little. Like 15-18 months little. My little fish is trying to talk but no dice. He totally understands though what I am saying.
Maybe I should not talk that much
One out of four! Those are the official ODDS!! I have four "official" enteries. That is if no one else enters! Which I wouldn’t mind they are four deserving gals!
If you want to enter you still can until MONDAY MORNING 9 AM my time. Pacific Standard Time.
Good Luck. For the four that entered I hope no one else enters!
(all new posts are below)
It is time for a give away!
Check out our new additions to the MomMakes.com Team!!
Lil Munchkin Boutique (with the cute Hair Clips)
and The Sugar and Spice Boutique (Go Check out the burp cloths, blankets!).
There have been some exciting new things going on! and believe me I have been itching to post!! Especially now
A Bracelet. OF. YOUR. CHOICE.
I will draw a winner on April 14th, 2008!
Rules for entering???
1. Post one of the above buttons to your site. (It can be in a post or on the sidebar.) And it doesn’t have to be there permenantly.
2. Tell me which is your favorite clip, blanket, or bracelet in the comments.
3. Remember If you refer three orders or purchase three items. You get a bracelet of your choice free!
******** The Most recent Posts will be below this one! Until the 14th**********
The past two days I have been filling out the paperwork and getting to the city, state offices. I am officially a "seller" in California. That means if you are in Cally and purchase products from me…..BUMMER I have to charge you taxes. This sucks but I do get a tax cut from the California suppliers YEAH!
I have an appointment with a local baby/nursing mother store. I am so stoked. She said she loved the idea of making the bracelets at a shower. I am so excited. The bracelet party we had a couple of weeks ago was so fun! If I could just do parties I totally would. That would be the funnest part time job EVER!
My business license and seller’s permit allows me to try and get approved for selling at THE FARMER’S MARKET! I am thinking about setting up a little place where a couple of people can sit down and make their own bracelets. We’ll see the lady didn’t seem too thrilled about my "string of Beads" I have to conform to a theme for the bracelets. I can manage that LOL.
In my new town they are big on two things……animals and saving the enviornment. Being conservative, (ultra conservative for the crowd around this town) animals and flowers were not really my style.I guess I will have some new styles here in a bit. It should be interesting:)
In the past month this hit the e-mail inboxes across the nation. I am pretty fond of the video myself but when I tried to repost it NOTHIN’ so you’ll have link here to get it sorry. It was from a little over a year ago.
This hurt my cheeks I laughed so hard.
Here was the excitement of seeing himself with no tooth:)
He loves having no tooth. He had a lysp before and now there is a hole for all the sound and spit to escape:) I love this little face! I just want to kiss it off!
Oh I call them "My Friend" a "buddy of mine" and I heard someone that….. Yeah that is how I refer to all the people in the computer that I read their blogs. I am amazed how wierd this is getting. I started this blog a few months after my other blog. I think it is still out there and I am happy because I need some of those pictures off there LOL.
But I have blogged and had some really cool people blog with me. I feel like I know them. I don’t know them. I know their writing that they post into the www. This frightens me sometimes. those that are reading probably feel like they know me too. OH how scarry is that. I am greatful for really cool friends that started their own blogs and now I am not the weird one on the block that talks to her "cyber friends"
Some have stopped blogging. I am ok with that. I really miss them and the things they write about. I miss the updates on the kids and their funny stories. Seriously this is kinda twisted. My sorted tale if you will. I am pretty sure I am envious of them for stopping and attending to their "Non-cyber Lives". The hardest thing was to explain this blogging thing to my family who the blog was originally set up for. Well I guess it is just me my self and my "buddies" lol.
1. "Is Santa Bigger than Jesus?" Thing 1
2. "I need to talk on the phone to somebody! JUST TRUST ME!!!" Thing 1
3. "Stop chewing the kitty." ME
4. "NO NO NO! We don’t pee Down Slides!" ME
5. "I hate Hyenas." Thing 1
Being a mom I thought somethings would never come out of my mouth. I have learned to stop underestimating the things I do, say and think.
Today I had one of those I-did-not-just-do-that. Momments.
Long line in the checkout area…..Costco. I am there innocently feeding my children some instant oatmeal (I had mistaken it for the easy mac’n cheese sample lady.)
Then it happened. Really fast acctually. I went to put a heaping spoonful into the Fishes mouth…….. rejected……
SCOOP and I ate it!!!!!
My body was on complete auto pilot. Instantly a huge smile comes over my face which started to burn bright scarlet. I am "THAT" mom. I just turned into that mom that eats off the face of her children. The ancient voices of the past come into my head "Well you couldn’t let good oatmeal go to waste now could you?" My smile broadens and I chuckle to myself. And I quickly scan the crowded checkout area. Only to meet the gaze of a 25ish young man buying grilling supplies and beer. He is laughing and smiling to himself.
I say out loud to him. "Only Mom’s can do that!" He nodds and turns to dry heave (I am sure.) I swore to myself I would NEVER and now I can say that I have. I would like to publicly appologize to myself and my selfesteme. You are so fragile and delicate at this time I never meant harm you. Hopefully it isn’t permenant.
One of my favorite words is Amazing. I am pretty sure it is one of those words I say as a filler word. I have those tendencies to use some pretty wonky filler words. One is "you know what I mean" or "does that make sense". I am pretty scattered in my sentence structure sometimes I know this about myself and so I will make sure someone is picking up what I am laying down by checking in with my communication reception. I used to do this one a lot. Now I have caught myself and tried to stop myself from saying it so much.
Another random thought that comes to mind when I think of A is astronaut. I was in first grade when the challenger blew up.
I used to have a friend in high school that his nick name was "Akintubby" he was a nice guy. Man we had some really messed up nick names for kids in our high school. "Gup" "Digger" and a whole mess of them.
I can’t remember if I had a nickname in High School it certainly wasn’t that creative if I did.
Jack Johnson is not only good looking but I would have to say one great song writer. I have some fun memories of listening to him in days gone by.
The scene is huntington beach California on a steamy hot afternoon in early May. I was leaving the tanning salon and riding in the car when "Bubbly Toes" comes on the raido. I have the infamous "duck butt" haircut and I am single. I remember the haze around the street lamps when it was nigth time there. I miss the salty air the beautiful cars that lined the streets and traffic. Oh wait I don’t miss the traffic.
Once there was a baby bump.
That had a rough start of things.
And he grew.
He started doing the firsts. That always came as a shock to his mamma.
But the surprises didn’t ever stop there. They kept comming and comming. First cereals, first rolls, first crawl. First laughs and always the smile that has been so illusive to the camera! Fishy, Squishy,my little misshy. you are so easy going. Sometimes we hear you squeal, but it is a rare occasion that you are truely upset. I can always find that smile. The smile that squints your eyes, and flashes those wonderful pearly whites. I am stunned how much love you have brought into our little home. You have really been a patient, happy, mellow, ray of constant sunshine.
I am happy you are here. It has been a wonderful first year. Can’t wait to see this little personality of yours blossom and when given words and expression we are going to be partying.
I am already missing you when you go off to Kindergarten. Thank goodness I have four more years with you at home! Happy Birthday little one. You are my little angel. Bless you for being here for me and your Thing 1 and Thing 2.
Oh this is just too sad. I need some more time before I post again!
Momment of Idol Silence PLEASE!
Time for bed has been comming for awhile now. I am dragging. My fingers are still willing to type so…. post I shall.
We have been having a hard time around bed time with the fish lately. He isn’t going down as easy as he has in the past. I am thrilled he is still sleeping through most of the night. But bedtime is getting rough. The three short people in my house all sleep in the same room. Our third bedroom is still looking like a storage unit. I am thinking it may have to become a nursery or "boy’s room" I am not sure if this will solve our "Let’s wake up Sister at 6:30 am" problem or not.
The last two mornings Thing 1 has been up very early. Thursday night was the arrival of the first tooth fairy visit. So naturally we weren’t thinking he would sleep in that morning. He was the one who actually extracted his first tooth. I was so greatful. I could not believe how completely wussy I was when I heard it pull away from the gums. I shudder just remembering. He was shocked and kind of scared. But we hiped it up pretty good so he knew there would be something big the next morning. As I plotted what the tooth fairy would bring I brainstormed some ideas.
1. gift (small toy) wrapped all in sparkley boyish colors.
4. Something fun to do a an activity the next day.
I was stumped. I realized this was the first tooth. This was the first tooth fairy visit in our little family. It had to be big. I wanted to follow tradition. So we went with cold hard cash.
Now I have this little tooth that I don’t know what to do with.
The season is upon us! This is our toy bin closet know as the "cubby"
That is 18 eggs carefully placed in a "hiding place"
After revamping the business site I finally got the paypal buttons working right again. So now they return easily to the main page. Ok So I have yet to add some really cool bags. They are still coming. I am waiting to get the pictures "just right"
Here are the details of the update.
1. New Bracelets.
2. New look for the entire site.
3. New site with much more to add. "mamas*little*treasures" She has some freebees eBook patterns on the front page!
We’ll see how this week goes with sales:) I love having such a fun project to work with. I am setting up shop in our local "farmer’s market" too! That should provide some wonderful bloggy foddy
For the next couple of days I will be working on the site. This is the time ladies! If you know anyone who is interested in selling their wares. Send them MY WAY. I am totally up for doing advertisements for your sites as well. I will be featuring a banner page. Have a banner I will wave it proudly on my site!
Lately we have been having some serious fun. Saturday we packed up the kiddy’s and went on a bike ride. We live in a community that is crazy about bikes. I really do love this town.
There was a park down the way and we played and went on the swings with the fish. He loves the swings. On the way back or forth he just starts giggling. The weather has been allowing for some good times. We found a themed park around the bend. It was a Pirate park.
Since them my Thing 1 has pulled out his pirate ship and played with his pirates- I know this is a major deviation from the constant playing with the trains. This morning I asked him to pick up said ship and he replied with, "No problem Matey Mamma"
We went to the dentist for a visit. Thing 1 is always chatty in the waiting rooms. He turns to the gentleman next to us and introduces himself
"Hi My name is Thing1"
"And this is my Dad’s wife, JD"
I would have added that I was his mother as well, only I was laughing too hard to tell the guy.
We had a good morning.His tooth will need to be pulled so I need to take lots of pictures of him while he has all his teeth. He will be loosing his frount top one. just as long as he is not in any pain or risk of infection I am ok with him having a jack o’ lantern smile for a couple of years.
***The Band has a job interview today for a job that would be paying better and closer to home! If you need a reason to pray please use that one!!
If you are clicking, reading and laughing at me!!!! Please delurk today and for the next seven days
I know it looks like I just shook out the grocery bags and threw everything in there. Ok So that is really pretty much what I did.
And then. There was Costco.
And can storage and my first "plastic ware" stuff.
it feels so much better…….
Some of this….
Mixed with this (Red contact paper sticky side out Masking taped to the wall)
Usually at our house we are looking for ways to get messy. I found a cool website that helps mix things up around here without the true mess of everything.
You get this….
It was extreamly fun times.
The site I found this one at is www.familyfun.com
My pantry make over is inspired by a fellow warrior. She has some intensly excellent skillz! Good Job!
I went to Sam’s and found those can organizers. I can barely wait to get all fourty cans in one compact and flowing organized spot. YEAH!
Then there are the containers that hold the cereal, and other things I have hanging out in my pantry. We’ll see if I can reduce some space in there. I would do Before and after pictures but I think I am just going to do some WORK. (ok maybe pictures will follow)
In the world of technology there is something called an UPGRADE. The momment that you walk out of the cellular store the designers of the new phone you have is comming out with another in less than six months. I watched a guy who had a "dinasour" head set that used to be called "hands Free".
So where is my Brain Upgrade. I heard a funny thing. That women who have babies have a "12 percent" reduction in mental capacity. I totally agree. I have never been so "out of it" since the fish came along. It is probably the whole balance thing and how it usually takes me a good long while to adjust to another baby. This one hasn’t been so easy.
Don’t get me wrong I love being a mom of three beautiful, intelligent and adorable children. I am just having a hard time finding the balance. I need to simplify. I started thinking about "Fly Lady" once again. I have tried to do her system in the past and I will be making another attempt.
Today ended in an our first ER visit for any of the kids. It wasn’t serious. I have to get some order in my life. but we just have been not doing so hot around here. I need some sleep.
There is a big Boycott going on and I am pretty much over working with them myself. I have found so many other things that are available on other places. I am currently searching for a place to get my electronics. I am only selling on Ebay to get my business name out there. I have a deal running that if you refer three paying customers I send them a free bracelet. It has been met with some interesting fun.
In about three hours my final listings will end with ebay. I am comfortably going to say goodbye.
There are some points in life where I am just lost and trying to find something. When I really look it is because I am not following a schedule very faithfull and stuff is not getting done.
I am trying to find that balance that is just a difficult thing anyhow. I need to organize the kids stuff so it doesn’t take so long to get out of the house. I usually have these moments after the madness we know as church days.
This week I am going to figure out a schedule I can work with.
Kiss your sweety! I’ll be kissin’ mine.
I am so excited to announce that The Big Trade Off author has finally made her creations available to the rest of us. You’ll have to go check them out!!
While you are checking her stuff out there is a Mom that has this awesome website and is designing a diaper bag. She would like some in put on what is lacking in current designs.
I am so excited for other moms who are guttzy enough to put their heart and soul into their projects and make them available for sale. I have been trying to promote my own site lately and have found some awesome things out there.
Last week I sold bracelets like a mad lady. I am shocked how much of this business starts becoming it’s own entity. It is like it is alive and helps you connect with people in new ways the blog never could. What a fun project. The bracelets are morphing into some cooler, and stronger versions as some have been broken easier than others. (If you have gotten one of these please just send it back to me and I will fix it:)
I finally got the bumper sticker ad on my car. I am just hoping to drum up some local business. It is just so much fun!!
These are the new designs. I am doing some Disney Princess themed bracelets. The second and third bracelet is Snow W. and Cinderella:) I am thinking the first is a Dora Themed bracelet.
With Thing 2 it is different. It takes such a short period of time for her to find the cinamon and sugar bowl. She dumped it all in the frount room where she was eating it. This beats the exhaustive day of Desitin (all over the wall), Toothpaste (Floor and wall), and baby formula. I believe there was some laundry spray as well but I have sufficiently repressed that memory inorder to tell myself I am still an ok option for a parent. I try.
Some days are better than others. She is two and I should respect that. I whole heartily accept she has mastered the english language which gets her into more trouble. I think she understands like "a big girl". She doesn’t and that makes straight up angry sometimes. I have anger issues and I try to not take out my high expectations on my sweet innocent little girl. But she knows how to push the buttons.
She truly is adorable. She loves helping in the kitchen. I have her mix things and she calls it "bate bate". This is from the song that Dora sings as she mixes the chocolate. We have fun. She and I made peanut butter cookies last week. She wouldn’t touch one after they were done (not a fan of cookies). She was so proud though and told our neighbors that she made them herself. I just can’t believe how lucky I am to be home with these wonderful munchkins.
Today thing 1 said one of the most random things I have ever heard.
(standing in the position to fly on the arm of the couch)
Thing1: "I am MARY JOHNSON!"
JD: "What did you say?"
Thing 1: I am Mary Johnson! To Infinity and Beyond! (Jumps off the couch)
I think I laughed pretty hard. Laughing hard like I did when my friend emailed me this.
Does anyone know what will get rid of ants? Any good ideas? I hate ants!
Ok here is a wee bit more info for you about me.
1. My favorite color is Blue, Deep RED, and white
2. I am not a fan of Hillary Clinton
3. Somedays I do have a "favorite" child.
4. Walking around my neighborhood is an activity I love A LOT.
5. I want to try cutting my own hair. Like on the Borne trilogy.
6. I love funky kitchen gadgets.
7. I have a long running love afair with ball point pens.
8. I love to write but hate editting.
9. I have three of the greatest kids on the earth today.
10. I want to be tri lingual
11. I have my own business.
12. I love the song on the Mac Air commercial. OH that makes me just happy all day.
13. I love to shop for scrapbook materials. I putting it together.
14. I love decorating.
15. If I had all the money in the world I would only shop at J Crew.
16. I love organizing things.
17. I love chocolate cake in all it’s many flavors.
With all three children with green drippy noses I stayed home from church and did prep work. Prep for the festive snacking. It started with a huge bottom round roast and ended with pepper and some liquid smoke. I made JERKY. Then breadsticks that were stuffed with cheese. I can’t believe how fast the guacamole went.
I have a neighbor. One of those neighbors that you instantly bond with. We will name her "BOMB". She has always been there in times of need. She is here or I am usually over there. Our kids are all one jumble of fun craziness. We laugh. So hard that tears didn’t drip out they shoot out of my eyes.
She has taught me how to do jerky. I know there will be stories lots of them that I need to post.
I am pretty excited. I have finally gotten a hold of some adorable bags for the website. I have to get that rolling along with some more designs for Easter! Oh I can’t wait to dress Thing 2 up this year. With a matching bracelet and all.
I am looking for more advertising ideas. I already have a Bumper sticker, and some fun sign ideas. I am still looking to break into selling locally. I have had some major success back east but locally, like the west side of the mississippi well that is another story.
These baby bracelets would fly at the local farmer’s market. I think I will do that this spring along with some craft fairs. I am not sure though that the bracelets is really where I want my focus. I really have some big plans for the site and selling the MOMMY goods. I can’t wait for the bags to get here.
Blog War commence!! the second official blog war called by CHAOS. Check it out the rules!!
This war I would like to declare on…
Pending no big orders I should be able to rally WAY LONGER!!
Can I tell you how much I love these heart BEADs!!
Imagine pulling into the local In and OUt burger. All of a sudden I see the first person in the funny little hat. And the next thing I know I have cast the part of Bella Swan. (Is there a name for my psychosis?) So "Bella" does her job flawlessly and gets the orders out. I have yet to see "Edward Cullen" but I have the part of Ben also cast. That part went to "walking accross cross walk guy". Am I the only one that casts parts to books that have no movie to gush over?
I am thinking that these books on one hand would make a great movie. And on the other would be kinda Cheesy. I better get back to the beads, website, and family.
I am not really riding a jet plane, really I am doing laundry. Something like 15-20 loads. Baby bracelet orders. I have to plug through! I must fold put away and wash nearly all of my family’s clothing items. WOOOOOOT WHOOOOT let’s hear it for laundry.
I am doing better on family birthdays. My Sister’s B-day is comming up and I have to figure out something for her. LOL I am seriously thinking about some thing homemade. Only I watched that commercial for Christmas gifts and there was one about cool gifts being homemade and it was only good if you were under the age of 7. I act seven sometimes. I read steamy love vampire novels like a 17 year old. Does that count for anything?
Well, Must take a break. (I keep saying Im going on a break, but that means no pressure to post tomorrow and so I probably will)
I have so much going on I can’t sit at the computer right now. I knew this day would come. I love battling with you all. But I am going to have to clean my house, visit my family, and oh yeah and keep beading. I will catch up next week. Let me leave you with some photos…..
This last order is taking a tole.
I’ll be back!
The Band is home today and is taking all the kids for a walk. I love walks. We have conjunctivits. Yeah not full on Pink EYE just an eye goop fest. The poor fish. I am hoping we can take care of it before it spreads.
Must find out if beads came in the mail:) the order for 70 is really kicking my southside going north. I have finshed the diaper wipes covers html on the website. I want like one of each of their designs.
Well I am ready for bed. I know it is only 9:16 pm and I have yet to put my sleepy little head down on the pillow. I have been looking at HTML code all day and am trying to figure out what I am continually doing wrong. I had it all figured out at one point but no longer. I will be calling in reinforcements.
I am still beading away. And reading the book. MUST keep posting. Must not loose war!
I don’t think I have gone to bed this early in three months. GOOD NIGHT!
Ok today…. what a weird day. I started a 70 piece bracelet order. I interviewed for a part time job. And took the kids out driving.
We are poor. There is now other way to describe it. When you start using hand soap for your shower gel….. bad news. My band is going to school and we just moved. All government assistance is in que right now and we will be finding out details of what the next move for employment will be for the band on Friday.
So I have put off working for sometime. ALONG TIME. And so long infact I am afraid that I am no longer an employee marketable. But now I have CEO on my resume. And I am "crazy Bead lady" LOL. right. I do run my own business.
I walked around town trying to find "instant cash" about two weeks ago. I walked into a Tai restaruant and talked to the owner. She asked me what I would like to do. I said I didn’t care. What ever there was to do. Well I left my name and number. WOW. Not even a week later I totally didn’t expect a call. She calls wants to know if I can interview with her husband. Dr… something. Then she proceeds to give me directions. Not to the restaurant but to AMCO Transmission shop. Where I am to ask for Dr. something…
I was talking to my brother as I pulled up to this dark lonley street in a part of town I wasn’t too sure of. (I couldn’t make this stuff up!)
I tell you I walk in and this man behind the counter that looks TAi says, "Are you JD" in his ancient language accent.
I say yes I am. And he pulls in a chair and proceeds to interview me. We chatted I told him that I am available to work evenings doing what ever needs to be done. He says there maybe a spot open in the summer once a week at the Farmer’s Market to work at a booth they run on Wed. I told him how excited I was to work. He was pretty funny because He said over and over and over…..Things that are simple if forgotten cost much more than you are to hire. Example after example of people doing things that are common sense to some but hard for others. I had to hold back my laughter on some. Like throwing away the silver ware with each plate cleared.
Then we started talking business. Found a chord. He is a pHD in Veternary Medicine. He is in Research at UC Davis Med Center. He is the guy you call in when there maybe a pathogen between Animal and Human that they can’t figure out. AWESOME. Wait one question! Why are you running my local AMCO transmission?? I guess research doesn’t pay too well.
So I am set for 4 evenings a week thus far. I am excited to learn how to cook… if they let me and get to know Tai food better. So funny I don’t even know if I like Tai food. Everyone raves about it. We’ll see.
I am worried I will screw things up after hearing all those horror stories. Llike not turning on the rice cooker… Not putting the right amount of rice or water in it. I think I can, I think I can…..
it is only temporary right? I am telling myself that. It does make for some great blog fodder.
Four years later… JD COOK TAI! JD COOK TAI real GOOD!
Yeah I am busy that is right READING!! LOL
In my car as I type is the book….Eclipse. Why is it in my car and not in my hand? Well i like prolong things as much as I can to savor the momment. First off the author is not planning to put out the fourth book until May of this year. I read Hp 7 way too early. Thus I think I have learned my lesson. Right?? No… I am probably going to be finished here in like three days. LOL But I did make it hard on myself to wait. I had to go to the Public Library here in town. I love the library but not with three of my spawn in toe. That I knew would be a gauntlet type adventure in it self. Beside the fact the library is a generally quiet place and the Things and Fish detest those type of settings.
They hate them because since they were old enough to talk there has been one volume level……
Here this is what I am talking about…
I swear the sugar cereal has been completely removed from the diet.
But like I said it is a pretty good deterant from going places that are supposed to be quiet. I guess we won’t be visiting any newborn babies or elderly folks any time soon.
RANDOM LIST OF GOODIES
1. If you type in "B*uncy B@lls" on youtube.com there is a cool commercial that has an awesome song in the background by Jose Gonsalez??
2. Then while you are there… find this…..and giggle.
3. Then look up the band "Flight of the Conchords" yeah they are freakin hilarous! "Business time" that is all I have to say.
4. I finally went to Craigslist to do some ads for the Biz and it is working out pretty well. I think I am going to start passing out BUMPER STICKERS for the site to promote it. The "new product" is a group of bracelets to give away at baby showers!! I will have a selection of three different (pretty simple) designs. I am so excited about it.
5. I would like to appologize for my comments if you have a blogger account. It routes you here through my business bloggy. I can’t figure the blogger thing out?? I used to beable to comment on ya’lls blog and route it straight here?? Does anyone know what happened?
6. Quote of the week.
From: My grandfather, who happens to be an ancient alcoholic with two working brain cells.
Responding when asked about the canidates in the upcomming elections.
In an irish accent: "Well, that is just one Big Jackass Rodeo if you ask me."
OH shoot me now. I have no skills when it comes to bedtime. Esp. when we had three hour afternoon naps. I am just going to say this. The ability to run my washing machine, vacume, and dishwasher worth it. I just found out that there are those in Chico tonight who have been out of power since Friday and won’t get it turned on until EARLIEST Wed. Folks now that is just sad.
The Band finds out if he was offered a new position that would provide more income and BENIFITS!! He has been going to school people. It has been one long starve fest. Ok not really but we haven’t had real benifits for all of us since I can’t even think back that far!!
That should be tomorrow. I am so excited!
Ok I can understand a couple of hours. We did have some pretty strong winds. But come on people 24 hours at the most. I cannot believe how dependent we are on ELECTRICITY!!
I just don’t think it was fair to loose my own Blogging War over the weather. Can I still Be in it if I post twice today?? LOL
I am seriously having withdrawls from the current of electrical things in my house. I know that reading books was fun. And playing indoor games. And actually being able to cook (thank you gas stove). But man it was a very exhaustive two days. Then the power went on but very weakly. Three hours later it was out again. UHHHG! Then it came on full boar. I am anxious it will go out again. All the laundry that has been hanging out for two days is now being done at 9:50 pm. It is kinda fun having the family all be together as you move from upstairs to down stairs in the dark.
It is just an errie thing to watch the Golden Arches not even have power by the freeway. It was so dark we all saw so clearly the stars that were out through the patches of grey-blue clouds. It was a wierd sight pulling into our neighborhood with all these candles burning in the windows.
Folks we live in California for goodness sakes I thought that poweroutages like this only happened to "other" people. Like those in that place I heard of on "All things considered" in New York state where it gets so cold your car doesn’t start. Not sunny Cali-forn-IA. Maybe I need to take a second look at that one film about Global Warming …. what was it called….. the one with that guy…. oh yeah "Happy Feet". Maybe I can then fit into my mostly lefty loving liberal neighborhood.
So I would like to add somethings to the list in my last post….
1. Power for all those with children and Senior Citizens.
One billion dollars. Besides all debt, new cars and debt for my friends and family.
1. Hair cut and color (By John Edward’s hair dresser)
2. Eclipse by Stephanie Meyer (Yeah I know)
3. Tour every island Nation. With my body amply covered in Fake tan….Umpalumpa style.
4. Purchase a Popular shampoo line.
5. Dyson Vacume Cleaner for my new maid.
6. A Steam locomotive for my Thing 1
7. A mini Horse for Thing 2. Equipped with a Stable Boy. (The fancy equivalant of Pool Boy)
8. Backpacking store for The Band.
9. A dance studio so I could show off my moves.
I still think i would rent this town house. Hummmmm Yeah we like it here.
For about an hour and 15 minutes my children played in the kitchen at their little Ikea table and chairs with Play-Dough. I tried this recipe for the first time.
2 cups flour
2 cups warm water
1 cup salt
2 table spoons vegtable oil
1 table spoon cream of tartar.
Cook on medium low heat until it hardens and forms a soft dough.
I used kosher salt and it really worked fast. I would recommend disolving the salt in the water first. Then it isn’t so grainy.
Isn’t it funny how when you wake up you have a totally different outlook on things by mid day and by mid day you have a totally different outlook than at 9pm in the night time.
I am a walking zombie by four pm these days. All usefulness I feel I have has really been shot by three thirty. So I schedule some heavy duty tasks by noon or they don’t get done.
I am starting to work out tomorrow on a REGULAR basis. This pretty much is every year’s resolution. I am wondering if it will be like the blogging war. The drive to win has really made me post everyday for the past three days now. Incredible. So regular basis I am going to define as once a week. I just need more energy…. Who doesn’t. Well I can think about once a week and get it over tomorrow. I’ll be strapping on my running shoes. Or biking. or whatever. I just will workout.
Then I will blog about it ….. Wow this could work.
It is almost 11pm. I am sitting here and both my children are awake. The fish fell asleep about 15 minutes ago. I am in shock that 2007 is almost gone. like in an hour and fifteen minutes it is gone.
Some of the bloggin buddies I had when I first started bloggin are no longer bloggin. There are those who have just slowed way way way down. And then there is me still writing.
This year came my first major surgery, my third baby, my first business. Boy it has been a busy year.
This year will be the second year of bloggin. What a crazy ride this year has been.
Did I mention we put the Things in bunk beds? Thing one is getting to be a big man around here. His age still can be expressed on one hand yet he is getting all growed up.(Just making those english majors cringe)
He and his sister have both been on strike. A nap strike these past few weeks. Which has been intresting to say the least. We do more stuff but there is definately limits in the afternoon. The other night I was cooking dinner around 5:30 and I walked into the living room to find Thing1 asleep on the couch. I was baking cookies and put them on wax paper. Made it smoke a bit. Ok a little more than a bit. All of the sudden I experienced really loud alarms. They were going off in unison. Accompanied by two babies that were scared into a chorus of screaming. Thing 1 ….. didn’t even budge. No twitching no reaction.
I am going to have to scale the bunk bed and fire fighter style rescue that kid, if there is a fire in the middle of the night.
I have to begin this post with an apology for that one post that one day. Thanks Soggy Cherrios for the wonderful comment left that day. I couldn’t leave it up cause it was a real "Debbie Downer" momment.
And things have been so good!
So the duel is for sure on and you are invited to fight for your right to POST like crazy computer geeks! Oh wait I resemble one of those. GEEZE! How did I get here? I have now two years under my blogging belt?? Really?
Well nothing says keep it comming baby like a posting war!!! See?
It is time for a duel. I would like to challenge anyone to a post-a-thon. Funny, Sad, Mad things are all allowed in this war. I have been neglecting to post and so I am neglecting the family today. Here we go!!
I just have to remember these just the way he says them.
JD: Here you go, now drink your juice.
Thing 1: NO I don’t want Juice! I want milk!
JD: Just drink the juice first.
Thing 1: NO Purple is NOT my color!
His favorite color is….. Green.
The Fish has been growing so fast! I am shocked at the clapping, the crawling and the cooing. I have so much fun watching him. He has been sick but is now finally clearing up. I love his little giggle and smiles. He is the best one in the stores, shopping malls, and in the car.
Over all I would say he was the best baby. He is certainly growing up too fast. All his little teeth in the frount have all come in. He had his bottom teeth come in when he was four months.
Yesterday he started to shake his head and rock his body in total exctiement over being picked up out of his crib.
Well I have more boxes to unpack.
It is READY!!!! I know that every other post seems to be Baby Bling so now there is a place I can put it!! Announcing my new site…..
This is my my new Baby. It’s the scarriest and funnest thing I have done in a long time. I would love for it to be a place where moms can sell their Crafty Creations. I do have a couple of more things in the works, but if you know any moms that want to parade their wares send them my way. JD@mommakes.com
I have to give a big shout out to my web designer LIANNE thanks so much for the reality.
I have to admitt I stole the first Bright Idea on the site from a Works for Me Wednesday entry from someone I can’t remember. Maybe it was you Itty bitty Frog Ideas. But, any whoooo. The site is up and the BABY BLING has a new home!!
So for the lauch I am giving away a Wee Baby Bangle!! The contest will end on Monday Dec 17th at 9pm PST so I can hopefully get it out to you before Christmas!! What do you have to do?? Just enter a comment with your email address telling me what you thought of the site. I swear I won’t spam ya! It would be sooo nice if you could mention the site on your blogs but is isn’t necessary. Which bracelet you ask?? Cinnamon & Sugar!!
I know, it is one of my Favorites. And best of all I can Get back to blogging!!
Today I am finding….
Little socks, finger prints, and smudges of unknown substances. I see little pants wadded into a heap forming two perfect circles where their little legs left them. Small treasures inserted carefully into the VCR opening. Shoes separated and haphazardly scattered. Bath tubs that are littered with toys. Kitchen rugs sprinkled with "Rich Chocolatey Ovaltine" so they can fill up the flat bed of the tractor with "DiRT". I see hersey kisses wrappers along side fishy crackers that have been ground into the carpet. One giant green bulb suringe, perfect for sucking out the noses of sick kids. I see the stack of diapers that have yet to be taken to the back porch for morning removal. Small doodles of things they want for Christmas on their letters to Santa.
Today I am hearing…..
"Stop Talking back there! Mommy is lost and she needs to think!" Me (driving in the car)
"Oh no If you are lost Mom that means I am lost too!! OH NOOOO! Don’t go the wrong way anymore OK?" Thing 1
"Mom, Santa has a strange voice. He says, "HO HO HO!" Thing 1 (In his deepest Santa-esk voice)
"You just gotta stop kissin me Mom you’re givin me the Hiccups" Thing 1 (For him Mom Kisses means you’ll get the hiccups. Thanks Higgley Town heros, for that one!)
"ABC DEFG HI JK TUV Now I know My BBCs Next Time won’t you sing with MEEEE!" Thing 2
Giggling finally from the Fish! He has been so bogged down with the winter plague he has lost all his little funny personality.
The other day I ran dead into a wall of reality. Just a small fleeting thought passed through my mind. "This is temporary." I won’t be doing this everyday?? This changes. Instantly I started sucking in those precious little hugs with tiny arms that only reach to my shoulder blades. Or the ones that squeeze the ever living love out of your neck. I want those everyday! Like I get them now. So now it is different, the focus, I mean. Now I am not staying up late to just remind myself what silence sounds like. I am resting so I can hear what my children’s cries, laughs, and conversations are like. Instead of reading my books I am listening to the kids read me their books. Sucking down every last bit of them while they are this little. And hopefully recording all the funny things they
Who knows the answer to "Mom just can’t I stay awake all night?" Maybe a resounding "You go right ahead!"
Drinkable Tap Water
Stairs (Cause baby I need the exercise)
Steam Cleaners That wipe out all the Bad nasties in Germ world.
Town homes with no YARD!!
Kids who finally start getting back on a schedule.
I dislike: MOVING
Sick Kids while: MOVING
Trying to Dress Myself While: MOVING
Eating Decent Meals while: MOVING
I would Love to say hear and now that I am done moving. But that would be a straight up lie.
I have a weird philosophy on Thanksgiving. If your kids all have crupe and you don’t want to do anything but watch movies. Steak and Potatoes. Or if the potatoes don’t cook cause you forgot how to bake, baked potatoes. Steak and green beans (yes we had Steaks and Green Beans.) Christmas will be much better. I will make up for all previous holiday slothfulness. He He. Ok probably not since my idea of unpacking after a move includes a six month period of "Where the H E double LL is all my stuff?"
Hopefully this transition will be smoother.
I am going to bed because I am getting the giggles about what My band’s co-worker said in a huff.
"Don’t declude me from the conversation!"
That for sure doesn’t have anything to do with Holiday meals, Crupe, nor finding packed items in a timely fashion. So I have to stop typing now. Good Night.
I am a Pen, organizer, journal, paper goods….Freak. Thing 1 his obsession is Trains. Sleeping trains, plays, and works on trains. I am trying to bring other aspects of trains into his line of site. He can tolerate trucks but there is nothing like Trains. He will watch anything with a train in it. His eyes light up and his voice goes up 4 octaves when he even sees track. Christmas is easy. Polar Express. Christmas trains. GEO Trax. And all things trains.
He just pulled all the drawers out of his dresser and lined them all up and is calling it his bedroom train. HELP. He is so sick with this Crupe/chest cold. He has been avoiding naps and going to bed to play trains.
La-La not so easy. She likes things but not to the extent that Thing 1. This year’s challenge is her gift.
Next week is a big week for us. Not only moving. But I will announce the "BIG NEWS" for everyone. ( AND, NO MOM IM NOT PREGNANT!) I don’t want to announce it until all the details are complete and I have some loose ends to tie up still. Christmas is comming and Boy are we all excited.
Happy Thanks Giving!
I’m trying to see this move as renewing. A new place a new way of looking at things. I am so excited to meet new people. I am excited to go to a "big city" and beable to shop for things that are only ten minutes away instead of hours away.
The bags aren’t packed but I am ready to go mentally-I think-. You see this is where two of the things came home from the hospital. Where I actually have lived the longest since before the mission. I haven’t lived in one city for so long since I lived with my parents. Oh my how this small town has really grown on me.
I am usually pretty good with a move. This will be the first time it has been actually hard. Hard to say goodbye. Hard to part with the friends and people who have become family.
I’ll be five minutes away from IKEA. I think I’ll find SOMETHING to do.
Could I just love a baby more? Nope. This by far has been the worst crush. He is so happy all the time. I mean all the time. When I am yelling at the kids he thinks it is funny and totally difuses the bomb.
I can’t be mad looking at this face!
And it really is still difficult to be mad at these faces.
We are for sure moving but my mind hasn’t wrapped around the concept yet. I am still in a haze. I have been sick with a good head cold that makes my whole body ache. We are headed South to a little town called Davis. I love the feel of the new place when we have gone down to look for housing. I just am going to have a hard time leaving this place. We have had such fun here for the past 3 and some years.
I usually am ready to leave because I have had some major time to think about the move. NOT so this time. We have really looked and found a place or two, and need to be packing all our booty out of here. I am slow and snail like these past three days because I have had that "out-of -your- body" feeling for that long.
The things are excited not to be thrown in the car at a momment’s notice to go and look at cool places to live.
Oh I just loved the Fall Ya’ll giveaways. Checking out what people were offering was so fun. I am wondering if I could find those bloggies again that had all the cool stuff. Well back to the reality of life again I guess.
We are definately moving I napped extra long and will be leaving the computer to dig through more stuff in the garage. I am selling so much stuff on Craigs list to unclutter all the stuff we have acumulated over the past four or so years. We are down sizing the amount of square footage we will have and that makes for some fun stuff to junk.
I find it definately matters how much I am willing to part with depending upon my time of the month. Catch me on a good day and the whole house would be empty in three days. Well I have a limitted amount of time and a huge amount of things to get accomplished.
Anyone want to come to the Garage Sale on Nov. 17th?
If you love the BABY BLING they are only $4.00 a piece. I can even customize the colors and types of beads for you.
E-Mail me if you’re interested!!
*******NO LONGER Running We have a WINNER!!!**********
Congrats to Michelle B @ OUR FULL HOUSE
I couldn’t miss out on this oppertunity to get rid of some stuff! The Baby Bling of a couple months ago went untouched on EBAY. So Here you go! Congrats to the winner. I will announce the winner on Saturday November 3rd, 10pm. Pacific Standard Time
Want other cool stuff??
Enter and winn!! Rocks in My Dryer is hostin this sha-bang!! She is just one smart cookie is what I say!
Ok so Thing 1 easy for Halloween. Doesn’t care what he goes as long as he can go around and get candy. Thing 2 TOTALLY DIFFERENT story.
Let’s set the scene….
One Day Ago
6:34 am JD enters store to make costume purchases.
8:00 am JD Begins donning said costumes.
8:45 am The battle stills rages Thing 2 refuses to wear her Cinderella costume. Won’t remove Crown and earings.
8:59 am JD throws two year old Cinderella into car to drop off at Preschool Halloween Party.
9:03 am Thing 2 sees fellow preschooler dressed as Belle. All hatred for costume dies and life is grande.
Seven Hours Ago
I refused to battle the same dress battle.
4pm a fight between Thing 1 and Thing 2 breaks out over spectacles. I was at my wits end. What do you want to be? Small girl big glasses. Here is what we came up with. Last minute mind you.
In my head This was to be this….
this was to be this
Please tell me that this is a dream I fell into. All the fun stuff this mom has on her website is amazing! What can I say I am off to the store tomorrow for some of her amazing Ideas. I need to get streamlined if we are going to pull off this move without a hitch.
*Don’t get me wrong but to really pull it off without a hitch is going to be nothing short of a miracle. My Band works and goes to school people for heavens sakes. It will be me, myself and I moving us. That is three children and two adults. None of the children are able to pack their own boxes mind you. Even if they were…. "No way SuZAY." Would I let them. I would end up with some scarry things in those boxes. (That would be a direct quotage from Thing 1 yesterday)
The rock and roll lifestyle we are used to is comming to an end. We are planning a move to a larger city. More folks and more adventures await.
MORE important news……
I finished Twilight. Wow is all I have to say. Amazing. I am not sure which I liked more Harry Potter 7 or this wonderfully written amazing book?
Must write more later. Someone has a stinky Bum I am sure.
The answer to all your questions is YES!!! Oh what was the question…
Are you totally gripped by the book "Twilight" ?
AGAIN my Answer is YES!!
There comes a time in every blogger’s life when posting is the right thing to do. Now is that time.
Story of the Band
This afternoon my Band was on the phone with the Credit Union trying to shift some funds. The sweet girl on the phone begins discussing the fees during a wire transfer. This is how the conversation went. See if you can guess which State our Credit Union used to be in….
Band: Well do you have a Credit Union transfer that is free?
Bank Employee (We’ll call her Donna): You will want to check with the financial Institute that you’ll be sending the funds from. I know that our Institute charges 8.50 to wire funds.
Band (biting a big chunk of his lower lip, as to not laugh): Is there a fee that is attached to recieving a wire transfer?
Donna: No not at this Institute.
*To which my Band made a swift close to the call and started laughing, HARD. When being LDS gets in the way of your professional vocabulary skills…that is good blog fodder.
** For the Non-LDS crowd….. Institute is like LDS bible school in college. How ever Institution was probably the word she was looking for.
I can’t even think of what to blog these days I have so much and so little time to sit in one place.
Any quick post suggestions. 15 minutes or less? any good recipes you know of?? I am always on the look out for good recipes:)
Well I’m back and loving it just hanging out with my friend LAPTOP. We are good friends. I never realized how dependent upon him I am for things like recipes, advice, and other such things. I am pretty sad when he had to go for awhile.
So here is the skinny. Cleaning my house got a whole lot easier now that I have lowered my expectations of cleanliness. LOL no really I am still on a deep clean rampage. Only now I have deep cleaned a lot so it is in maintain mode. This is the part I am netoriously bad at. Oh well. It is clean for a bit anyway.
I am so excited for school this week we have had such funny things said around our house when there are six small 2 year olds.
The neighbor’s horses are always a big hit. We were all stunned into silence as we watched them run and a small girly voice broke that silence with….
"Oh I just loved to run when I was a horse!"
I love preschool!! LOVE LOVE preschool.
It is temporary but I am deciding to blog in a small notebook all of my adventures. I should be back mid OCT.
I will be stopping by your bloggs I just don’t have the puter to write anymore. Until then hope all of you are well.
I would like to make a few requests…..
Karen….. Sewing lessons.
Bon….writing lessons and painting pointers.
DYM…..Any one liners that will totally strip away the professionalism of my new doctor.
Emma…. Music, I would like a transplant of your musical taste to my taste pallet.
Gabriela……How on earth do you do four??Three is kicking my trash still! Any good puree recipes you have to make me aware of??
Rachelle…. How is the pregnancy going?? are you still in blog land??
Emily…Are the headaches getting any better?
Amy…..I need to get your number again!!
Lei…. I just love your blog… oh that is not a request…
Ok now I can leave for a wee bit. My email still works too.
I bought new socks.
Threw away a whole drawer full of socks.
The following items were found in said drawer with the socks that were hopelessly mismatched.
- The elussive pair of Nail Clippers
- telephone cord.
- bill fold full of buisness cards my husband collected as a loan officer.
I love purging stuff. Brand new socks oh they already feel so good on my feet. And I replaced my running shoes. I have had the same ones for uuuuummmmm 8 years. Only pair mind you. Yeah I am gonna get back into some sort of sport. Look out city recreation office I am comming to sign up for some really great classes.
I am noticing a pattern of cleaning. My house is never cleaner than just after someone comes to visit. This is the time I really start noticing all the details I missed in my rush to get this straightened up in the first place. UHHH…. anyone wanna come visit so I can deep clean my house just after you’ve gone?
My friend really was suffering with a cancer that she had licked and then returned. I am sad she is gone but happy she is not battling the battle anymore.
May you rest in peace my friend. Thanks for the laughs.
We are entering a phase of exhaustion I haven’t visited for awhile.
Fish feeds in the night 2:00am
Thing 1 up 3:10am
And it rotates every hour until about 8 am when thing 2 gets up.
I have been going to bed around 9-10 pm (Usually before Thing 1 is asleep) Just to get 4 straight hours of sleep at best.
Then I am mean, cranky, and a walking health hazard all the next day. I need to put in place a schedule. It seems like the answer. But the fog is so thick I think I am defaulting to that answer for everything.
"The dishes need to be done"
I need a schedule.
"The toilet paper needs to be retrieved from the hall closet."
I need a schedule.
"We are out of milk"
I need a schedule.
I could write down all these things I need to do and solve it all with a schedule. Then it would be all written down and I would put it somewhere…..and never look at it or find it again.
That then leads to the cleaning phase of the day that usually hits around 11am. Where I discover if I clean things I find things I have been looking for.
This leads me to the thought of cleaning the pit of dispair, and sucker of all energy….. the garage. If I can’t see it it doesn’t exist. This is where I stash CRAP of all shapes, sizes and types. You name it it is probably hiding in the garage. I honnestly can spend hours getting distracted in there. There are so many things I have put into boxes years ago and don’t have a clue what is in them. It is like Christmas. Opening a package and finding something you actually thought was worth packing in a box four years ago.
What I need to do is have a yard sale. We’ll have one of those and then work on a schedule. LOL.
Some days are easy. Some days are hard. Everyday is full.
I walked to the mail box with Thing 1 and on the way back in he said.
"Mom, I love being in this world. It is such a nice sunny day."
That cancelled out the Urine, desitin, and one enitre bottle of lotion in the carpet day. Funny how the small things tend to make the big difference.
Yeah this baby bling is my new thing this week.
It all started with baby showers and not knowing what to get. So I started to make stuff.
I love the feel of sterling silver between my fingers. LOL
I made too many, so I am going to put some on the BAY E-bay that is. This is really making me baby hungry for another girl. Must rid myself of the bling.
I know there was a week when everyone was giving away something. I signed up for the Ideal bite emails or something that help everyone get a bit more tree huggery. So I have been all over the internet trying to find some cool storage containers that are glass. They last longer and are more enviornmentally friendly.
Then I thought about my life….. 3 children 3 years and younger. Glass jars to hold things like cookies, crayons, and hair things. UMMMMMM
Storage, Organization, HUMMMM. I have to see about some jars that bounce. And will be lying in a land fill here in about 3000 years after I am gone.
Then there is a huge drive of mine to purchase this….perfect….rustic… sweet journal. I once worked in a little gift shop in the mountains. I think this is the same maker of the journals. I would love to purchase a whole mess of these and just put all the mess in my head in them.
That was one pretty long title. Ok so THiNG 1 is such an innocent child generally. But man does he crack my lip once and a while.
JD: You just hit your sister please go to time out!
Thing 1: NO! I don’t like timeout.
JD: Thing 1 you just hit your sister and we don’t hit. Please go sit on time out for a couple of minutes and calm yourself down.
Thing 1: (sarcastic biting tone added here) "YOU have GOT to be JOKING ME!"
JD: (Biting lower lip to not laugh profusely, and to keep the "authoratative tone" in my voice) Just sit yourself down on time out, Sir.
He knows he is in trouble if I start calling him "Sir". In fact he has tried to use the same tone and calls me "Sir" while being serious with me. I try and tell him I am a "Mam". To which he replies "MAN?" With a throughly confused look on his face. Then says, "No you are my MOM."
A couple of weeks ago I am opening my fortune cookie from Panda Express. I have really tried hard to not take these serious but this one was classic. And ever so timely…..
Be quicker of mind than of tounge.
Oh if I could remember this quote during times of stress. I am however not quicker of mind than of tounge in most cases. So I guess I’ll just keep offending the poor, the down trodden, and the lonley.
Let’s just start with an example that happened a couple of months ago. Little old man in our church congregation had lost his wife about 2 years ago. It was sudden and he was devistated. He has grieved for a long time. His small frame wandered down the hall and I was at the library of our church getting supplies. My husband asked him how he was doing. He paused and said he had been diagnosed with cancer. That it didn’t look like he would recover. He was pretty chipper when he said, "I am ok with it"
I was only half there in the hall that day. My simple reply was….."Oh, it’s about time Bill."
You see in my infintesimal brain the connection between the man’s death and the reunion with his wife in the afterlife would have been great. At the same time came the thought of his 82 year old body traveling, and doing all this stuff that men half his age had a hard time doing. He was in great shape for 82 and I wanted to say that it was about time something slowed him down a bit. But I never completed the thought.
I was talking to my husband and asked him if I said it out loud and just let it hang there. He confirmed that I had said it but, it didn’t seem like the man wasn’t paying attention to me when I said it. Phew!
That evening I think my prayer was "please bless poor Bill, and bless him with amnisia, or deftness if I ever attempt show my sympathy for his situation again."
I wish I could be more like my brother. Who when pulled over by a ladycop states that he has his license but not his registration. He explains that it used to be his grandmother’s car and he was transfering the title into his name. And he says to her in his most sultry voice.
"That’s right. I am going to be a Car owner."
To which she replies, "You mean to tell me you are going to own your grandmother’s 1986 honda civic?"
And with out skipping a beat he says, "HOT huh! I know it’s a big hit with all the ladies." They both laughed and he got off with a warning.
I am moving this piece of furniture for good reason the cushions are torn and I am tired of looking at it right when I walk in the door. Time for a move around. Only I am by myself. I moved it and my Band comes home. It was in the frount hall way. Where it remained until we moved it down the hall towards it’s resting place the Play room….only it didn’t fit. I am now in the process of relocating it. It stands in frount of the TV. It still be there until the Band comes home again:)
Hey baby, this is your BAND speaking!! I’ve hacked into your blog to brag about you a little bit!! Mwahahahaha (EVIL VOICE) So I just wanted everyone in mommy blog land to know how great I think my wife is! Why, you may ask. Well to be honest, I just feel like it. I guess you could say that I jumped on the the nostalgia band wagon being that I was reading some older posts by JD. Though she probably wouldn’t say it, but it may be gleaned from her writings, she is the most dedicated mother and wife. She is always concerned with doing the right thing, and ensuring that the important things get done even when I nag her to go and play before the work is done! She has the most amazing smile and when she laughs the whole house lights up, often times literally as the kids will begin to laugh just because mom is laughing. It is the coolest thing to experience. I’m so glad that she is my wife, and that she puts up with all my shortcomings. She’s been extremely patient with me while I go back to school and finish up my degree. Being a full-time mom is often one of the most thank-less jobs, and I certainly don’t say it enough, so to you, Jabooty, thank you for all the time you put into raising our children, being an example to them. Thank you for all the time you put into the house, but most of all thank you for marrying me. I love you!
Oh the day has arrived that we now are owners of a mini van. This is a pretty big step for many reasons. I swore I would never drive a mini van. And, I love driving my van. We have been out of town and all around town. I am loving driving a mini van.
No longer are there three banbinos smashed together in the back seat of a civic. There are some small children in a wonderful place where they can hear the radio. Why can they hear the radio? Because I shut the windows when we drive. Why do I shut the windows when we drive? BECAUSE WE HAVE A/C B@TCH!! Please excuse my I’m-so-excited-I-am-going-to-puke-swearing.
Our van is red. So we call it the catch-up van. It’s official name being "Saucy Susie". I know where was that one when I was dreaming up Blogger aliases 1 year and eight months ago?? HUMMMMMM.
There have been countless posts with countless pictures to go with them. I have yet to throw together. I am recovering from my summer semester. Hind sight in my case is always 20/15. I have only gotten back one grade and it was an A-. Yes folks an A on my transcripts that isn’t Art or Gym. Ok so… Since I have posted last….
The band has been out of work, the car broke down. I started school with a two month old, two year old, and a three year old. We don’t own a vehicle that is less than ten years old. No AC and some soaring temperatures of 113+.
And…I think I may have done the best semester of school in my entire college (12 Year) career. To sum that up again. I done good. So now all I need is a Katrina Strength hurricane to blow through town next time I take a full load of classes and I think I will pull off a 4.0!!
Currently I am on day four of neglecting-house-work-deep-clean. I enjoy this chore becasue I am reminded every so often of what the carpet color is and what it used to be like. I did find my son in a pile of salt that he was using as sand for his trucks the other day. I love the creativity of these fine youth these days.
This summer’s education brought interesting knowledge. For example, in other cultures there are those toddlers that continually following their parents watching in silence their every move inorder to learn their future duties. They will sit quietly for hours on end just watching the mothers cook, clean and prepare things for the village or home they live in. No wonder I despise learning about other cultures.
Another thing that is getting under my dermis…always hearing that money and the pursuit of it will never bring happiness. I have yet to meet the person with ten dollars left in his/her account that said "Ahhhh.. I have never been so happy in my entire life." I wouldn’t call poverty a good choice of mood enhancement therapy.Oh the lies we tell ourselves to feel better.
Yeah the past couple of months have been spent doing some major balancing acts. School and family are difficult to say the least to attempt at the same time. Like I said hind sight 20/15 for me. I don’t think I will sucker myself into that again.
Ok So today is Thursday and I haven’t done a thursday thirteen for LIKE EVER!
Thirteen reasons Why I can’t wait for Saturday to arrive.
1. I pre-ordered Harry Potter through Amazon. If the local yoakals at the post office don’t deliver—Bam It is free! Seventh heaven hear I come!!
2. Once I get my Grubby hands on that book I am throwing a HP read-a-thon party. No talking just reading!! The gals are comming over to read their copies:)
3. When I finish the book I can finally see the movie! If I reverse this process I will be too excited to sleep.
4. The book release is on Harry Potter’s birthday.
5. I used to laugh at people that waited in line for the Release for the next book.(that is because I never knew the angst of waiting for "THE NEXT ONE") I read all the other books in four weeks over Christmas last year.
6. I still laugh at people that stand in line for their books. Get yours Delivered BABY!!
7. On Saturday my husband is the only one who comes close to being "the most important man in my life" Harry Potter it is all about U!
8. Writing this post is giving me the "Potter itch". (you know the one you can only satisfy by rereading all the bloody books!!)
9. I haven’t been so excited and so sad at the sametime since I finished reading Lord of the Rings!
10. After I finish the book I can stop obsessing over it.
11. I can ask if anyone has a suggestion of what I can do for the party? Food that would go with the potter theme?? Anything??
12. Find out who still attended Hogwarts after Harry was gone…… Why attend when Dumbledore is gone too?
13. I can Start TWILIGHT by Stephanie Meyer. Thanks BON!!
I am not a "work out" person. This is how it goes down at my house.
Invite the gals over for two days a week walks at 6am. Yeah I know I am not so chatty as I am at 2am what a difference four hours makes:)
Any good strategies that make you stick to the working out?
Right around the fourth of July I was messing around on the ITunes store and found "This I believe". I was shocked to see the name of Collin Powell. If you have a chance to listen it really sparked some thoughts. I will be downloading the rest of these essays from the rest of the series. It was awesome to know what a great country we have and his vision of America.
These essays are like personal mission statements. Brave declarations of core beliefs and things that the person holds dear. They are a challenge. They are a deep and leave lasting impressions. I would love to hear some of yours. Women Bloggers, Men Bloggers, of all ages backgrounds and so forth-you have been challenged.
To get this bolder rolling I would like to toss the challenge to a few people I have a deep respect for. Every week I would like to "guest post" or Link to your statement.
Send me your links or my email is JkatherineD@gmail.com for these entries.
The following people consider yourself TAGGED!
If your eyes have touched this line YOU ARE TAGGED TOO!! And I know who you are that don’t think you have to do this with me!! Mine will be up soon!!
The hint I have is autobill pay to debit out all the bills so you don’t have late fees. Systems that have failed for me include:
Microsoft Money 2004
Basically any accounting money management program. Cause I have to maintain by looking at it on a consistant basis. Does anyone have a system they love? Have you had to be creative inventing one that you will stick to? How does budgeting really work? Is there such a thing as a budget, or is it like dieting you are good for awhile but then you have to get your seven doughnuts at Krispy Kreme?
Does anyone have the "Fly Lady" for finances?
I on occasion wake my husband up. This morining this was the case. I rarely enjoy this chore. Today was different. Today I was surprised.
JD: "Band, what time do you have to be awake?"
Band: (Looking wildly at me) No! I don’t have any suicide missions!! Why do you want to know if I have any Suicide Missions!?? (Totally like this is a normal conversation we would be having)
JD: (Knees buckle, Roars of laughter…… Still laughing.)
Spinter Cell Video Game: $50 Rock Star beverage:(So you can jam until 2am) $2 Not being able to tell the difference between reality and game the next day: PRICELESS!
Classes during summer stinks!! But I love what I am taking. My Coping with Difficult People had a section on squelching. Here are some excerpts from the portion that I thought was pretty funny. Now the lecture strictly explained these are NOT for those relationships that are close and those you wish to have a close tie with. Just for those people that really are toxic criticizers/sarcasticly biting. These kind of abruptly end the discourse
1. Please breathe the other way. You’re bleaching my hair.
2. Don’t you need a license to be so mean?
3. Could I sell you a ticket to some place?
4. Your voice is a bit too loud for in door use.
5. You’re the type that would throw a beer party and lock the bathroom.
6. I hope a pregnant elephant sits on your car keys
7. Give me a minute. I’m trying to find a way to ignore you.
8. Have I ever told you that the wart on your face is your best feature?
9. Don’t feel bad, a lot of people have no talent.
10. You have a mind like a steel trap, always closed.
11. Have you considered opening a branch mouth.
12. I couldn’t warm up to you if we were cremated together.
13. Do you believe in hate at first sight?
14. Don’t worry about being replaced by an automation. They haven’t invented a machine that does nothing yet.
15. I heard you were arrested for mooning yesterday, but they had to release you when they found out it was your face.
16. I don’t know what makes you so obnoxious, but whatever it is it’s working.
17. If you were your parents only child, I don’t think you would be their favorite.
18. If I throw you a stick will you leave?
19. Does your train of thought have a caboose?
20. See no evil, hear no evil, date no evil.
21. Back off, you’re standing in my aura.
22. I just want revenge. Is that so wrong?
23. Nice perfume, but must you marinate in it?
24. Is it time for your medication or mine?
25. Let me show you how the guards used to do it.
These are borrowed mostly from Bill Dana, famous for his José Jimenez alter ego.
Holly Brook: Saturdays
Sarah: Ordinary miracles
Fat Boy Slim: The Joker, Magic Carpet Ride, Weapon of Choice. (Kitchen Cleaning JAMS)
When Harry Met Sally (Soundtrack)
The Dangerous book of Boys (or something like that)
Seven Habits of Highly Effective People
Transformers, Harry Potter(7th), Harry Potter the movie,
BabyHawk Mei Tai (Go ahead, google it I dare you)
The six pouches that hold all your different chargers and cords in a safe uncluttered manner(will add pics and review of product if I purchase
Funny I am starting to purge things in my life that I never thought I would. It feels good. I am really tempted to back up all my posts and push "Delete this Blog" Just kind of do a DO OVER. I will probably make that decision when I have had more than four hours of sleep.
I just rewatched the season finale of Grey’s Anatomy. The Band is out of town for the weekend and it is party time.
Anyone have any opinions on which blog forum to join? I have tried blogger and blogsome that is it. Any out there that I just GOTTA TRY?
Random Question…. Any good late night snacks I should try? Well I am on brrrrreak for a while seee YA!
Today I woke up rested. That was so unusual I was stunned and startled. I began dreaming about my normal schedule. I am vacationing with the Band and the Fish. It is gorgious here. We are having so much fun just lounging and doing nothing! More details when we return.
I am currently taking a course in "Dealing with Difficult People". It is an education psychology course. My major is psychology but this set of courses are normally taken as a course for Masters Program at the University I attend. Some are offered online occasionally. When they are I am prone to take them. One is called "Intro to Positive Psychology", another is called, "Enhancing Happiness and Life Satisfaction". Those are for next semester LOL. Gaining knowlege is one thing, applying and living that knowlege is a totally different "ball of jelly". As I found out completeing the course titled "Forgiveness and Anger Reduction" LOL.I love the course title.
This morning I showered before the kids got up. This is usually the begining of a good day usually for me. I got dressed in kaki pants together with a cute dark brown shirt. I started my day with getting the kids all cleaned up and ready for some good breakfast. Then I started doing some Yoga. As I was in downward facing dog. I see through my legs my son. 3 1/2 years old. Holding something behind his back. I see a corner of what he had and proceeded to breathe.
Hear him say, "Gottcha!!" and he stamps his hands on my back. I don’t really think of anything of it. My Band walks through the door and kind of kicks up a ruckus. The kids love him and all started running towards the door. Then I hear Thing 1 start to laugh as he tells his father how he put "ahhh cream" on mommy.
I look down at a small white hand and I make a silent bee line for the room of Thing 1. I am gripping firmly, a screaming child, by the forearm. We call this portion of the day …. consequence. I have hand prints all over my backside. Including on the kaki pants. -Sigh- more laundry. 45 minutes until he goes to pre-school.
Breakfast is eaten and the shuffle of shoes and carseats begins. 15 minutes until 9am school. Phone rings and I realize I scheduled the plumber to come and look at the sink.
I put the appointment off until tomorrow morning. Just so I can forget again he’ll be comming.
Loading children into car. Threatening Thing 1 within and inch of his life that if he unbuckles himself or his sister he will die an unfortunately slow death. Get the big kids into the car. Load up small one. Then in order to see out the windshield I must clear all the hard water marks of the inside of said windshield. How do I have hard watermarks on the inside of my car. That would be the car parked with the windows unrolled too close to the sprinklers. It wasn’t the first sprinkling either.
Windex and papertowels back inside. Put baby in the car. Start driving to preschool and look down and see that the time is now….. 9:24am.
Driving home to enjoy 1 1/2 hours of breathing, a bit of chapter reviews for school, Spirit Stallion of the Cimeron, and breastfeeding. Baby sleeps.
Pick up Thing 1 and put Thing 2 in her bed. Put Thing 1 in his bed. Listen as I clear things from breakfast to Thing 1 jump into Thing 2’s crib. "Giggle, Giggle" and "shuuuuushhhh". Enter Thing2’s room and tell Thing 1 he has five minutes to try and sleep then he is going into his own bed.
Thing 1 wants to use the restroom and always has to do such business with the door closed. FINE. Put Thing 1 on pot. Tuck in and close door to Thing 2’s room. Start the march to gather my pen and paper for grocery list. Find pen & pencil. Realize the bathroom is tooo quiet.
Open door and find Thing1 covered head to toe and all things surrounding himself in Fabreeze air freshener. Over powering smell of the bathroom hits me as I walk in. Remove the teashirt soaked in smelly lavender-something-or-other. Throw child into the bath. start the rinse process with cold water. This portion of the day…..revenge. Put him to bed.
I now have a moment to regroup. Here is just the off the top of my head things this kid has been getting into lately.
1. bottle of sweetner floor of the kitchen.
2. hands face and arms painted in Nutella.
3. Body butter.
4. All types of bum cleaning agents… ie. toilet paper & wipes.
5. Yogurt painted all over the surface of the dining table.
So I think I am having a lapse in memory. I could be mistaken but I swear he didn’t ever get into stuff this bad. The two phase was a walk in the park compared to this.
My brain is swimming with great advice.
"You have a choice. Every stage has it’s annoying parts. You can either love them through it or not. I notice that when I love them through it the phase passes quicker."
"This is just going to be so fun to look back on."
These days silence is not my friend. When they are quiet they are generally into trouble. Thank goodness for long naptimes!
Ok I am starting a new category. Something kicky-blast exciting if I do say so myself. I call it GET it together.
I am back in school for the summer and I need to try to do the reading and studing thing different this time. So I am going to post things that are helping me currently. Then I have questions for you. Each GET it together post will have a different theme. I will be posting probably over the weekend the most cause school takes the free time I have lately.
So here goes
1. Study in a well lit room.
2. Read with Highlighter in hand.
3. kneel to read so you don’t fall directly to sleep.
4. Use flashcards when ever possible.
5. Read with a notebook handy for random thoughts, ideas, concepts to tie in, and notes you want to remember.
6. Pause every paragraph or page to try to remember what was just read.
1. If you belong to a good book club how did you find it, how did you create one?
2. What are the memory techniques that helped you the most in school?
Too much fun will post about stuff later….
It could very well be that we are having too much fun with the computer. But I will be the first to tell you I LOVE IT!!
Once upon a time there was a PC girl who had a good long running relationship with her computer. She did things like organize, write. vent, make new friendships on the computer. Then one fine day that computer DIED!
To the girl’s surprise she found herself wanting more. More speed, less hassle so she ordered a MAC. I am the happiest newest owner of a MACBook. If is fast, sleek, sexy even. I’m impessed how it has changed the world around me. I am soooooooo much messier than I was a few days ago. Slightly distracted by my new Bling? YES.
The other day, yesterday to be exact, I saw a spider in it’s web. My little girl was yelling "Get it! Get it!" Now we usually just put them outside. But I didn’t have the heart to take down it’s cozy little home. It had settled in already. Spent time "unpacking" so it seemed. I didn’t have the urge to squwish or mangle it. I just thought it tried so hard to do one simple thing.
I am pretty sure the metephor for me is clear. I am doing the samething on a daily basis. Just trying to survive. When you face the demons that are hiding (sometimes literallly) in your closet you tend to be a wee bit more sensitive. That is what has been going on lately. I am trying to get a handle on the small stuff first.
So what is going on?? So glad you asked….
The Band is finding out where he is going to transfer to finish up his Bacholor’s degree.(Wednesday)
I am starting a full load of online classes. One with the title "Coping with difficult people".(Tuesday)
I just ordered a new laptop.(Should arrive Tuesday/Wednesday)
I would like to start selling things on Ebay. Just don’t have all the guts it takes to start, yet.
We need a newer bigger vehicle. (I am finding myself looking in the rearview mirror at the three carseats side by side in our compact car. Simutaniously, praying over and over "please leave his eyes kids, please leave him his eyes")
The plate maybe full just with those, but no….one of the quirks (demons), I tend to fight, is putting too much on the flippin’ plate in the first place. So I can migrate to my comfort spot- crisis management mode-. I accomplish more, feel the rush, and live my dreams when I am stress to the max mode. Only the dreams I dream are slow developing, endurance requiring, one-baby step-at-a-time dreams.
My new found love is a show called "Rob and Big" on MTV. I am not supporting the wide variety of horrific programing that channel has to offer, but that paticular show has had me in stitches lately.
Last night I watched On-Demand the episode about the trip to the video game makers. Rob visited his family. They were fishing. He said something to the effect that his entire life is based upon the principle of instant gratification and that fishing sucked for him. I giggled, out loud only because I related so well to that comment. My dreams are fishing dreams and my functioning brain works in "got to have it now".
This is why I dearly love being a parent of 3 three and under. I know if I had it to do all over again I would still choose this path over and over. They are constantly going. Constantly doing, creating, and growing. That is the thrill of the game of "stay at home adventurer" or the instant gratification part. Letting go, for me, of the stigmas of "normal", "perfect", and "ideal" this is the difficult part. The part I am finding takes time, requires effort,and is not fast to change.
I love a challenge. Like school, it has provided a challenge for me for over a decade now:) So modifying the approach to the dreams is going to have take place. To dream big, I need to plan big. One chunk at a time. Not to big. Not, too small. Just right…. ahhh.
So Rob thanks for the insight, and Little spider in my house… WEB ON!
Yes it finally died with all pictures and movie clips with it. Oh I am soooo sad and broken hearted. I am writing on my husband’s work laptop while he takes a nap. I will keep checking for those who would like to get the books I have on half.com for free!
I am getting a MacBook and I am so excited to see what it can do. I am tired of the PC problems. I will be back with pictures of the bath and other things I have been up to.
I am decluttering the house full of BOOKS! I have so much stuff just sitting around I need to dejunk! I figure if you are reading my blog I can send you free books.
Just take a look and tell me what you want I will send it out De GRACA. (FREE Ninty-nine)
Here is the inventory link from half.com I haven’t sold any for awhile so list the ones you would like and they will be there in a coulpe of days pending you send me your address via email. Check the side bar for my address. Who ever gets their request in first I will send them the book.
There was a bit of wonderful news on Wednesday so it has spurred on the painting of the bathroom. I guess I have a funny way of celebrating. But I am not sure who loves it more me or my BAND.
The pictures will come when we complete the project
What color should I do the bedroom?
Seven songs that I am listening to right now!! Thanks BON for the TAG!!
1. Augustana- Boston
2. Brandie Carlile- Story
3. banana pancakes- jack johnson
4. pop goes my heart- music and lyrics soundtrack
5.My sister kate- ditty bops
6. Bambi Lee Savage- Darlin’
7.They might be giants- The sun is a mass of incandescent gas
So what are you listening to??
Is the coat you wear different than one that you paint on. I just painted my frount room the same color as I did my other room. It looks pretty good. Slowly but surely we are getting things around here in order. I am now just ahead of the massive title wave that has been thrashing me around lately. Do I love taking on more than I can chew? Yes. So painting until all hours on Saturday night seemed like a wonderful idea. Thing 2 decided to throw up that night anyways so I am pretty sure I am glad I was awake and productive. Besides it makes me itchy to clean when things are nicely painted. Now I just need to replace all the furniture LOL and we are good to go.
We had friends over for dinner on Sunday.
I forget how much I love this recipe until, I make it. It is like a perfect spring summer meal. Not to heavy but very filling. Last night I fell in love with it all over again. It takes me less than 20 minutes to throw all together.There were six adults and two of these babies fed all of us. Just don’t look at the calories, nor the fat amount on the nutrition information. In my defense three out of six of us were breastfeeding so we needed the extra boost in calories.
I did return to church yesterday. My husband was home with the kids and everything seemed to go so much smoother There was just one little boy that is my son’s age. He came up to me and was sitting on my lap when he turned to me and grabbed my "hidden six pack" and with a giddy tone in his voice said….."Oh this is soooooo SQUISHY!!! YAHHHHHH!!SQAUIIISHHHHY!!"
Nothing like a bit of public humiliation to start me on a strict diet of exersise TV on DEMAND.
So this week:
One workout focusing on the abs. (Probably Wed.)
One ride around the block on the bike (Friday)
One walk with the kids at the park. (Tuesday)
Now all I have to do is work on follow through.
Yesterday our small town was wracked with fear when the local psycho decided to call in a threat and be like everyone else’s small town psycho and lock down our schools. My Band works in the High School. I am home watching the news and praying that suspects were just bluffing. That no one would really get injured. I loathe the chain reaction of the "copy cat" stupidity that has infected our country the past week. I am understanding why Shakesphere had such distain for the masses. The masses being the followers, the blind and stupid people that get caught up in a whirlwind of evil and don’t use their God given brains.
Wow, I guess I have an opinion about that. Yesterday I found myself thinking about not going to crowded places for fear of this guy just trying to "take out as many people" as he could. Then I realized that thought never had passed through my mind before. Not even in 2001 after the horrific bombings. I then took pause and realized there are people in other parts of the world who don’t live through a day without thinking about where they are going, and if it will be a target that day.
Calm has been restored to my town. There isn’t that underlining fear that was so palitiable yesterday.I am greatful my family wasn’t harmed. My heart breaks again for all those families whose loved ones were effected.
My heart goes out to the families of the VA tech Victims.
Ok, so I am tired. So I have time at 3 in the morning to watch Grey’s anatomy Season Two. So I have a life outside of my three kids that includes church……I can handle it right?
Yesterday was church and I am still recovering. I teach the 6-7 year olds in primary( AKA Sunday School). We had to combine with the 3-5 year olds. UHHHHGGG! Doing the math there were fourteen children in the classroom. One of these children was my own sweet, gentle, kind, Thing 1. Who hadn’t had a nap. And was trying to sit in his seat for more than three minutes.
Midway through the lesson he started yelling "NO!" in a freakishly loud high pitched scream. I looked at him and asked him to kindly stop. Followed by "That hurts the kid’s ears". His response was to scream louder and more frequent. I pulled him from the room (exactly what he wanted) and had a firm talk with him. Pulling him back into the class room I started teaching again. He started screaming again.
Here come the threats.
JD:Scream again, and I am going to find your father.
Thing 1: Yeah, I want DADDY!
JD: Scream again, and I will have to put your trains away.
Thing 1: Ok, you can do that.
JD: That is it sit on my lap I have to hold your mouth for you.
The children in the class room: Just ground him for three weeks!!
And then he screamed again………..
That is when I had had it. I just looked at him and I said absolutley nothing. I was dumb founded. I couldn’t even pull out the "I am serious" arrow out of my bag. I had nothing more. He had won fair and square. Exhaustion had conqued his reason, obedience, and logic. For me it conquered rage, warfare, and I didn’t even have the energy to get upset. I just chuckled and kept on teaching.
He didn’t have trains when we got home. I told him he could try again next church day to get those back. I guess I will be exploring the theme of public discipline of tired children until then.
A few weeks back I had an experience with prayer that really stunned me. My entire adult life I had heard in church the stories of sisters pleading with their Heavenly Father for help and someone rings their doorbell or phone. I never really had a connection with these stories until it happened to me. I reallly have had some challenges in recovering. I am doing much better everyday but there was one day when the frustration of not being totally up to snuff and ready to get to work knocked me over. I was sitting on the edge of the bed and bawling when I remembered….. prayer.
I quickly and earnestly prayed that something would happen. I remember the request being something to the effect of "thou knowest I can’t do this, help me find a way to do it". As I ended my prayer I glanced up to see my husband all ready for work and kissing my forhead to leave.
The next thing I knew five or so minutes had past. The phone rang and my husband answered. He said a friend had called and she had all the stuff I was stressing taken care of.
I couldn’t believe how wonderful it is to know that I was not alone. I had not only a loving friend but a loving Heavenly Father to take care of me. Her timing was perfect. Her heart was ready to listen and act. I was so greatful for a belief system that includes a loving God. I became keenly aware that He knew me and my situation. In times comfort and times of need he knows me. I am his daughter.
I have found that spiritual moments in my life are like an EKG print out. There are some peaks and valleys, followed sometimes by some flatlines of mundaneness. The peaks are what makes my faith knowledge, and gets me through the valleys and leveling off. Since the baby has arrived the sensitivity to the spiritual things has heightened. Humiliation, frustration, struggle, trials in my life have been as salt to soup. They bring out the flavor of kindness, love, hope, faith, friendship, and family.
I am so overwhelmed with gratitude for the small peaks in my life. For the friends who listen to a nudge by the spirit to act. My prayers now are different. I plead that I can be sensitive enough to act.
The bunny, colored eggs, and the chocolate have been in season for sometime now. Lately, I have had some themes running through my head that seem to pop up in my life. Since Easter, for me, is a time of reflection on the atonement and what it means to me in my life I am continually finding these things pop up in my everyday life.
The first theme is the "positive attitude" theme. Comming out of the haze of pregnancy hormones has really helped with my own positiveness. I am realizing how much fear and anxiety plays apart of my everyday life. And, when I am hormonal how much more it plays into my moods and actions. I am really more balanced after I have the baby. I know I have more to deal with, but some how it all works itself out. Having three is getting easier and easier as we get back into a routine. Being able to bend over has really helped the house get cleaner quicker. It isn’t clean by any means but I am starting to be OK with a subdued mess.
A positive attitude I used to think was being unrealistic, or untruthful. I wanted to be real not living in the cotton candy world of the "positive" people. Now I realize how damning that idea has been for me and my attitude. When I say damning I mean progression haulting. I was stuck on the ground and my dreams were not launching from that ground.
Now a days I am comming to terms with the dreams that have not "come true". The dream of getting a 3.0 GPA in College. This one has been a huge one. I really tied my self identity into being a student. When I would fail a quiz, test, or an entire course I would find it tore at my self worth like nothing else could. No boyfriend dumping me ever hurt like taking anatomy for the third time. Comming to terms with my seventh year at being a senior in college. I have some work to do on improving my GPA so that graduation is even an option for me.
I knew and have known for awhile now that if I am to go back I am going to have to change my viewpoint. I needed to choose a different approach to school. I had to become ok with failing, or not preforming to my expectiations, or others’. I have to accept that my limitiations are not other people’s limitiations. That the scale that I was being placed on wasn’t measuring me it was measuring the AVERAGE. My idenitiy was seperate from the GPA I was earning in my course work. I findi it very difficult to be told how brilliant you are being placed in the accelerated courses in school because you did exceptionally well on an exam. Only to be taken out of those courses because you can’t keep up with the homework or reading assignments ect. It was like being given a wonderful gift box that everyone could enjoy but me. You see I couldn’t open it. I couldn’t get near it. Couldn’t even see it through the cloud of failure I have been used to seeing. I was just told by everyone around me that it was there and how awesome it would be, could be, should be.
Now I have the gift in my hands. I have started to unwrap it. What I am finding inside is new exciting and scarry all at the same time. It all started about two years ago. I chose something different. I told my self a new story. Not one of constant failure in one area of my life but of one struggle that would eventually end. One enormous mountain that would eventually be summitted.
This summer school is back in session.
I have not been blogging lately like I would like. I am realizing it is because I am still in the adjustment period. This period may take an extra long time. I am looking at my now three week -old little fish. It feels like ages ago that we were in the hospital, the pediatrician’s office. I am shocked that it has only been three weeks. I am trying so hard not to think about this being the last baby for us.
My mind and body are exhausted but I am driven. Driven to suck every burp, grunt, gassy smile, eye cross, body twitch as I pat his back, and look into those sweet blue/grey eyes. Just in case he is our last sweet child.
Thing 1 and 2 love their little brother. Watching me breastfeed the baby has spurred on some great questions like….
"So you just push the button and the milk comes out?"
and yesterday at preschool we had an Easter egg hunt. The baby started to fuss and one of the mom’s in our co-op group asked Thing 1, "Is your baby brother is crying?"
To which his response was.
"Yes. Moooommm! The baby just needs one b@@bie, not three, not four, just one."
My friend was shocked into fits of laughter. I was thankful she was the only one in hearing range. Thing 1 has definately got the breastfeeding technicalities down.
Thing 2 is just facinated by how thirsty he is all the time.
Ok there is so much to write. There is something that keeps comming to my mind. I am sitting watching Malto Mario or some show on Food Network. And the thought keeps invading my mind.
What is this persistant thought??
Let’s start with some background. First off I spent five days in the hospital. I am not a good sick person. I wanted out as soon as I stepped into the labor and delivery room. My sister was visiting for a day during my stay. We started talking about weird things that we had an urge to do. The Band started elaborating on the point of these weird urges. He told a story about a friend who, while his wife was recovering from a minor foot surgery had the strange urge to sneak up and swat her on her recovering foot. He ended up actually doing it. He felt so bad and profusely appologized stating he had no idea what came over him. Their marriage survived.
Sick twisted you say??? It gets worse. My sister continues to tell us that her friend called these things DF’s (short for Dark Fantacies).
Here are some of the examples that we came up with. I will not credit the person who came up with these DF’s but they happen to belong to the three people in the room at the time. (My sister, The band, and I)
1. Popping other people’s zits.
2. Jerking the wheel and freefalling off a shear cliff.
3. Putting your finger in the crevases of other people’s noses.
4. Whiping boogies on the underside of someone elses new car seat.
5. Pinching some strangers hind quarters.
6. Trying every bathroom product at someone else’s house. This includes shaving razors.
At this point I was in tears. Painful stabbing sensations occuring in my gut. Mixed with the hilarity of the moment. I was yelping and laughing at the same time. I have never tried so hard to stop laughing and couldn’t control it. It was worse than those church giggles.
DFs are those fleeting moments of "I wonder if…." but honnestly you never wanted to really wonder or admitt that you had.
March 06, 2007
I can’t believe it has been a week already. Last week I looked something like this…Yes it says on the date 2-28-07 and yes those are still Christmas lights in the window. The odd thing about this was that I thought I had picked a clean background. I did consider the living room floor where half of all the belongings of the house were strewn about until family reinforcements came. Thanks Sister in Law, Sister, and Mother in law!! In the second picture you can see from my backside that some one had been telling me how wonderful I had looked being pregnant. That is the residual sunshine trying to be blown up my bum.
Then I started to feel some things that felt like things were moving. Monday at noon I felt like I was getting labor contractions. So I waited.
3:45 pm I had a OB appointment and had a pelvic exam. I forgot to get undressed from the waist down so the doc comes in confused and says "you’re not undressed. I am good, but I am not that good." I was dialated to an encouraging 2 (not really that sucked when we found that out). The doc told me that if I continued to contract I would probably see him later that evening in the hospital. That was encouraging.
Around 7:13pm I get to a point where I am scared of the next contraction. Off to the hospital we went. As we entered the hospital I made a quick stop at the gift shop for See’s Candy. I was going to throw up durring labor. I wanted to throw up something that was most excellent going down. Up stairs we go to check in with the controban in the "over night bag". Then I was checked, and was a 3.
All I kept asking was when could I get the epidural, and if my favorite anethesiologist was there or not. I found out I needed to be at least a 4, and that was to get admitted as well.
An hour later they came into check me and I made it!!
The rejoicing began. And my favorite person Dr. Numbmybumm MD, came and administered the epidural. That all occured about 10:30 pm.
Then I labored in complete comfort. With my sister, husband and Mother in Law all there to cheer me on!
So fast forward to 6:50am …… Only dialated to a 5-6. Water broken by seven. Started to push at nine.They used the vacume on The fish’s head. And thought he was gonna make it out. Emergency C-section by 10:20 am. 11:13am Baby removed from the womb.
Weighing in at…. 10lbs. 1 oz.
The doc says as he pulls forth the child from my belly. "Woah, there is no way that would have fit!"
Warning the next couple of pics are graphic….The vacume left it’s mark.
Because of the brusing we had to stay a couple of days extra at the hospital so they could watch his jondice. He was trying to clear up and get better. But the pediatrician said he had to go under the lights.
Each day he looks better and better. The kids are full of a gillion questions. But the fish is doing sooooo well!!
I have just hit the time warp. The one where the past 8.5 months has been in hyperdrive. And now the last to weeks it is like time has stood still. In the past week there has been the question "Is this it?" and everytime the answer comes in the form of "well we’ll see in an hour from now."
No, we have not had sufficiant strength in any of the contractions. Today I did Yoga and a Hip hop workout to get things stirred up again. Nothing but hemroids are causing me any true discomfort. The hemorids themselves have caused me to put myself on bedrest. I do enjoy my two soaks aday in the tub as well. The baby has dropped though. I actually have more of my torso back. It is nice to see such a wonderful display of the breasts I have been bragging about this entire pregnancy. Too bad I have been mostly horizontal so I don’t get to show them to all my friends and family. LOL.
My MIL and sister are here to keep me sane and chase after the kids all day. We have all my room set and ready for the little baby. All the onzies you can imagine (Washed, folded, and put away in their right drawers.) Outfits for the next couple of months followed by wash cloths and baby towles, and socks.
We have had the Fish’s name picked out for so long that the only thing I can think of that is not ready is the car. It is dirty. Tomorrow morning we will have that taken care of. The two babies I have given birth to have been right on time. I should have guessed that this one would be no different and if he isn’t I am hookin myself up to some major Pitocin on Saturday.
I do love the wives tales that are suposed to help labor get going. Got any good ones? The famous one is drinking insane amounts of casteroil.
Monday- OB appointment.
JD: So any guesses on weight?
OB: Mom’s are usually the closest ones. They can usually tell if the baby is bigger than the last one.
JD: Oh this one is bigger.
OB:(looking down at my chart) Bigger than 9lbs. 9oz. ??
JD: yeah, I think so, but I do have that annoying habit of over exaggerating. Should I schedule the C-section now??
OB: No, I think you should be fine.
*on with the pelvic exam.
OB: You are a one to a two. Let’s just see if we can’t stir things up a bit. (strip membranes)
JD: (in a fit of shock and pain forgets to breathe, sits up and starts seeing stars.)
OB: Well we will see you next week, if not sooner.
Since then I have been contracting every ten minutes, then twenty, then ten again. For the past three days. Today they changed into the contractions that you say….. Oh yeah I remember now. Only now they are still 20 or so minutes apart.
If I deliver 10 days early I am excited! If not no sweat. We tried. So it has given me a huge kick in the butt to get stuff done around here.
I am excited to see this little guy’s face.
Too much going on around here. I will be back for next week…
I will not whine about being pregnant, I will not whine about being pregnant. I have only a few more short weeks left. I am amazed at how many new stretch marks have graced my stomach. See that wasn’t sooooo whiney.
Thing 1 sitting in the shopping cart at Wally world spots a man with the same build as his daddy, with the same hair color.
"LOoook Mommy It’s DADDY!" Shouts directly at the said gentle man as he passes in the opposite direction.
All I could do as I made direct eye contact with the man was laugh. Out loud. Nervously. It almost sounded like my son was soliciting for a father. I started to waddle faster because I was laughing. There I was pushing a cart with two kids and one very much on the way. And me without my wedding ring.I wanted to say, " Hey, Big Daddy" but my laughter interupted me. Holy akward batman.
There are so many things this child does to make me laugh. Pee a little. And Laugh again. He is starting to repeat the things he hears. And remembers the most amazing things. I brought out an old blanket. He hadn’t seen it in like 7-8 months, but remembers that I made it into a puppet for him and would bite his hand.
He has so much fun watching Cinderella. He has this really loud and very high pitched laugh when he sees the cat Lucifer. I thought that my daughter would like the movie, and she does, but not half as much as my Thing 1.
The Office Obsession
I am addicted, I have to watch. Laugh A LOT. Pee a Little. Laugh some more. This evening’s episode was no different.
Um, can I say Chocolate without the calories. Yes that is what it is like for me. I like it.
I know there is something for me to buy, but I haven’t found it yet. And it is driving me a wee bit batty. I can’t commit to anything.
I think we have settled on a name. Ahhhhhh. One less thing to have to worry about.
There are some really good Bloggies. It is becoming more and more difficult to choose. This blogger has been around for good long while. But I have only clued in the past year. I don’t know how I have not awarded her SOOOOO much earlier, but there is no time like NOW.
She has a great idea Thursday Thank Tank. If I need positive attitude for the day I visit this blog. Through the past year those things she is thankful for has reminded me of the things I have been blessed with too. There is nothing more powerful to get through some tough times than to remind your self why you have it so easy.
I am a long time reader. I hope you will be too!!
This week’s winner is Just Peachy.
This has been such a great quest for the right blog this week. She has been nominated for some great awards. She has some truely spectacular posts. Check her out!! If you already read her comment about a favorite post of yours.
This week’s winner is Yes, I am Just a Mom..
I am not the one who picked the pictures under each heading!!
I wouldn’t say that Potty training has been easy. But "Trish" suggested trying the above idea. He has been responsive thus far. As soon as he runs out of stickers he gets a reward. The flowers disappeared quickly and then I started diggin into my old scrapbooking stickers for more fun. The camping ones haven’t ever been used cause we never camp these days. So Thing 1 Has been picking out stickers from a rather large selection. This morning he added curly hair girl to the ‘Poop’ side. I am still trying to figure out the pure genius of my child. Poop= Log sicker. Amazing! His dad must have taught him that one.
Thanks Trish it’s working!!
I haven’t tried it in the past enough to get really hooked, but I started about to weeks ago and it has really help with all that is going on around here. Right before going to bed I found myself planning when and how I was going to do it today. I like to do it when the kids are napping and have sometime to throw it all together.
It has been so handy….. Like when I was stressing about feeding the missionaries. Or right before church starts so I can relax and not worry. I am finding I use my time so much better when I am using it.
A week ago I did some Flank stake and made fajitas, and then some barbequed pork ribs, and then this week we are trying some corned beef. I always have left overs that are great for sandwhiches for the Band. I just never knew how addictive this Crock-Pot thing could be.The entire family seems supportive of my new habit. I am going to start doing stews. I am a regular Susie homemaker.
Do you do pot as much as I do these days? Do you have some really good recipes? Am I the only one that get’s all goose bumpy at just the thought of Crock-pot liners? Or frozen prepared crock-pot meals already to go just plop them in the POT?? I am shocked at how anti-pot I was just a month ago. Times are a changing, and I am finally seeing the light. I wish I could say I am only using for "madicinal purposes" but that would be a flat out lie.
For more great Wednesday Tips hit up Shannon and she will hook you up!!
I do realize that anxiety drove this experiment, but I am really about facing the fears and moving through them trying relaxation techniques while doing them. Inviting people over to the house has really helped the upkeep of the house. Yesterday night went really well. I am close to the point of not even flinching when the doorbell rings.
I realize I just want some hands on training somedays. Mostly to watch those "my-house-is-spotless-everyday" moms do the things they do each day. Do they wipe down the entire high chair every meal? Do they vacume with the edger every time? Do they mop two or three times a week? Do they ever clean the carseats without previously having some sort of offensive oder accident? Do any of them allow you to shadow them for the day?
Now I understand that when your "Things" get older and can clean on their own you have more help. But my theory these days is "Do what you can, and don’t stress over the rest" This attitude has been the general feeling of untidyness since the teenage years. And often has plunged me deeper and deeper into my own muck. I think the more recent frame of mind is "why shovel snow in a blizzard?" but by days end I am exhausted and tell myself "I’ll do it in the morning". I do run the dishwasher and clothes washer during the am hours pretty often.
If anyone is willing to share the hidden secrets of the spotless home matienance program I would love to learn. Not necessarily implement but for now learn.
Somethings go pretty smooth around here. I am regularly getting out of the house with my church duties and entertaining the children duties. I am pretty sure that my house is in need of a total make over. So I have decided to invite people over at least once a week. This will inspire a swish of the toilet, a mop of the floor, and maybe a toy free living room. This is all in theory stage still. I will probably beimplemting the 70-30 rule of cleaning. The most visible areas are generally spotless. The children’s bedrooms, closets, and my bedroom…..scarry.
Tonight will be experiment number one. I will have two families over for games and family time. We probably will be having way too much fun to notice that the hallway carpet hasn’t been edged yet. Or that the pine needles in the window ceil haven’t been dusted away since the tree left our house a month ago.
I will post on the results of the evening’s happenings.
I am wondering why I put off the posts I want to post and then I realize I have children. They are all snuggly in their beds right now. So here we go. The posts I want to post but don’t usually have this much time. It is about 7:36pm an my house is surprisingly quiet. I am sitting on the love seat and the laptop is keeping my legs warm and toasty. I am surounded by small toys, books and a train track that my Band brought home for the kids. The engine is on the top most shelf that is above the back door. It is taking a rest. It needs a rest because Thing 1 starts crying 5 minutes after mommy has placed the wheels aligned nicely along the track. Then it comes off the track as soon as Thing 2 sees the cue to seek and destroy. I believe we will be finding a new place in the garage for the train to take a more permenent rest.
I am craving ice cream with hot chocolate mix spinkled liberally on top. I am wondering how many over due library books I have still in the house. I haven’t been concerned about the fact that in five weeks there is another bundle of joy arriving in our house and I haven’t washed, nor searched for one single blue bonnet, nor do I care to.
Last night I rang my own cell phone 4 times to find it. I started tearing apart my bedroom dresser then bookshelf, then the other dresser, when I finally turned to our baby sitter and said …. I don’t get how it sounds like it is everywhere in here!! She was just as baffled. After the dialing my cell for the fourth time I realized I wasn’t getting anywhere fast and my hand drifted into my pocket to find my keys, in the same pocket my hand found the cell phone I was desperately searching for.
Family last weekend was in town and we all left to visit and eat at the nearest living relative’s home here in town. I happened to glance down at my feet as I was walking and to my horror found two different shoes winking at me as I walked up to the door. Both shoes were of the slip on variety. Then later I was putting my son’s shoes back on and put the first one on the wrong foot. There were a couple of families gathered that noticed and tried to get my attention. When they finally did, I smiled and turned to the shoe mass and showed them my very own selection of shoe wear. We all had a good chuckle.
One of my friends told me that you loose 20% of your brain capacity while pregnant. When I had only 50% to work with this gets pretty ugly, pretty fast.
One of my friends that does the Preschool co-op is moving to the big City just to the south of us. She was worried about finances due to the cost of living these days in that city. We discussed how she could make ends meet and then she paused….."We really have been contemplating fostercare, but we really need to look into it more."
All of my thirty percent brain capacity focused in on what she had just said. Instanly I came to the conclusion she was putting her three children (under three years old mind you) into fostercare to earn some money. At first I could see how she could "save" money but maybe it was just a sintax error that she said "earn". Then I thought it was because she could work and not have to stress about daycare. So my verbal response was in essence "Oh, you could always leave the kids over here until you figured something out. I swear I am not a bad baby sitter and the big city isn’t that far away." We had to end our conversation because our children were creating mahem in their state of freedom from Mom.
Two weeks passes. I then call her to see how things were going and she said great. Then I hesitantly asked her about the idea of fostercare. She said she was still open to the idea only she wanted to get the move out of the way first. To which I responded by saying, "Now really I promise that I am not that bad with kids, I can handle the ones that are smaller than me. If we need to work something out we really can." To which she responded….."JD are you thinking that I am giving up my kids to fostercare??" and from that point on she nor I could keep the conversation going because we were laughing so hard. I was so relieved that I had not told a soul about what she said and how I was interpreting it. Only now I can’t stop telling the story to everyone I see.
20% loss ehhh? I am waiting for my new parking decal in the mail that has a nice blue tint to it…. it kinda looks like this…..
I am pretty sure that the most common misconception is that you gain that 20% back when you deliver the baby….. for me I think it was an unconscious donnation.
This week’s blogger is one cool Mom. She is a fun find and I am finding more and more addictive. The blog name is perfect. Her life and following it is too much fun. You will enjoy the writing and her sense of humor kills me.
This week’s bloggy thumbs up goes to…… Galvanized
This morning went and purchased something called a Maternity Belt. Oh Sooooooo good. They sell them at Sears, BabysRus, and I am sure everywhere. I should have done this with the other two pregnancies. I call it my Belly Buster Bra. It has helped the back mucho, mucho much!
Check out more nifty ideas over at Shannon’s Bloggy!
Today’s award goes to someone I have lurked around and followed for sometime now. I am pretty sure she has no clue about the bloggy here.
She has been doing some amazing things like….co-designing websights for others, Creating new and exciting things for us bloggers to dabble in, passing on the coolest stuff ever, blogging about her family, enabling the most basic of bloggers to really have a good time while visiting her bloggy.
I proud to announce that I read this blog. She is full of spunk and funny as the day is long. Take a gander if you haven’t already. To this week’s winner……..
A big thumbs up to ….. Don’t try this at Home!
For the past seven months I have had a visitor. This visitor has brought on some mood swings, some over indulgence of food, some crying spells when my children do anything cute and so on. Oh and some oversized chest orniments. I don’t generally mind when this visitor comes and hangs out for this long only now is about the time I am sick of the visitor.
Yesterday as I sat on the toilet seat watching Thing1 and Thing2 play happily in the bath. I turned and the visitor started sending what felt like electrical shock waves through my lower back. This was a pain that was to be feared.
Quickly I doubled over and tried to get into a postion that didn’t make me want to die. Muscle spasms were sending me to the floor. I instantly remembered the feeling from when my back went out my freshman year of College.
Lessons learned in those agonizing moments.
1. If you are in the bathroom don’t look at the floor. Many thoughts came to my mind as I looked.
"If I get stuck in this position I will only want one thing….. a mop to clean this gross floor." Followed by …."Is that really how big the laundry pile has gotten in here" and finally "I can’t see if one of my children is drowning the other. They sound like they are having a total blast."
2. Have a cell phone handy. "Only to call someone that can’t come to your aid, because you are totally embaressed of the floor that is in your bathroom."
3. If you start crying in front of toddlers they will ask you what is wrong and want to kiss the OWEEE.
4. Stretch out slowly so the muscles can relax.
5. The word vasectomy has a really nice ring to it.
6. Adoption is a wonderful and exciting thought.
7. Ice packs and hot baths are my two bestfriends.
So pregnancy you can come and visit, but around the seventh month I am not going to be happy to see your face as I drink my morning cup of water. I am giving you a six week notice. After that visiting days are over and I bring out the trampoline, trailer park speed bumps, the old wives tales (except the one about casteroil. Ewe), and fierce dancing to the music "Let’s get it started" by the Black Eyed Peas.
You have been sufficiantly warned.
I am not sure when enough is enough. We have been trying to get out of the pull-up during naptime. Cause he just waits to do all the business until that pull-up goes on. How ever he is no master of the wake up and run to the potty.
We have been working for about …… 6 months and now it is such a chore to get him to go. He is too busy playing, running, jumping, and other things to be bothered by a trip to the potty. We have tried the bribes and they are going downhill fast.
So this week ….. It is naked time. Yep I figure that is when he runs to the toilet the best is when he is naked. He won’t sit in the back room grunting cause he knows what is gonna happen. He won’t have the problem of taking off any undies that are just too complicated with that elastic band, and those cartoons on them.
If you have any other suggestions for a first timer (for the past 6-7 months) I would love to know what ya got!
This week I thought I would come out of the lurking world and comment because it is that special week, right. This blogger has placed something in her blog that keeps you comming back for more. It may be an addictive chemical, I am not sure. Further investigation is definately necessary.
With six children, a combo of spunk and vigor, makes following a complete stranger’s life fun and enjoyable. I don’t know how she keeps it altogether, I guess that is the addictive quality. I am just trying to figure out how she does it.
Recently, I have totally contemplated making a Cootie purchase. I owe that urge to her blog.
Happy Friday flip up award!! Thanks for blogging From Under the Laundry Pile!
I am pregnant and have many more angry days than I would normally allow myself.
On angry days I……
1. listen to music
2. put my kids to bed early
3. write in the angry journal
4. pout with my scowly face on.
5. take a nap.
6. clean aggressively ( usually am so greatful for an angry day, one day after angry day. I catch up on all my laundry, wash the floors, and finish all the household projects I don’t want to look at anymore)
7. eat yummy food (This could be sad if my metabolism changes from jack rabbit to walrus in the near future)
What things do you do on "angry" days?
Once upon at time I was taggged.
I would like to appologize to one of the coolest bloggers out there.
1. Three things that scare me:
Running out of oxygen.
The thought of the My kids getting hurt.
2. Three people who make me laugh:
My Band (While watching PlayHouse Disney.."How do they convince those people to come out of the woods to sing for Disney?")
My Brother (Ladies he’s still single)Thing 1
3. Three things I hate the most:
4. Three things I don’t understand:
Why you would be a Seattle Seahawks fan when you could be a San Diego CHARGERS fan.
Why anyone would choose 4" pumps over slippers.
What is really happening in Darfur.
5. Three things I’m doing right now:
Putting some finishing touches on the ears, eyes, and digestive system of the baby in my belly.
6. Three things I want to do before I die:
Snowboard in powder in the Canadian Rockies.
Eat Pinapple again in Brasil.
Run a marathon.
7. Three things I can do:
Laugh really hard at my own jokes.
Love my Kids
8. Three ways to describe my personality:
9. Three things I can’t do:
Argue well when really mad.
10. Three things I think you should listen to:
The Ditty Bops
11. Three things you should never listen to:
Connie Chung sing the blues.
12. Three things I’d like to learn:
To Paint well
360 on a Snowboard.
To Play Rugby.
13. Three favorite foods:
Anything at PF Chang’s
14. Three beverages I drink regularly:
Hot Chocolate with homemade whipcream.
15. Three shows I watched as a kid:
The Great Space Coaster
16. Three people I’m tagging :
Steph (At Mom Universe)
Gabriela (@ Living the vida Loca)
And here we go!! This week’s blogger I have read for a good long while. She has been the reason I own and read a copy of Mere Christianity. She has inspired me to look diligantly for some form of baby carrier that will not harm my back so I to can get dressed and wear my children on my shirt or back.
I love her posts cause they are honnest and make me want to be like her. That is pretty funny saying that about someone I don’t know. She has made me research some pretty heavy topics like Vacinations and their role in Autism. I am pleased to announce the winner of the Friday Flip Up………
I just noticed I have neglected to update the Potter enteries. I am totally hooked. I just finished the fifth book last week and am already turning the pages of the 6th book. I can’t believe how completely taken with the stories I am. I found Five really good! The Third book was amazing.
I can’t wait until the next book comes out. I am slowly trying to read It is rumored that there is a book release in Canada? and I contemplated a nice little road trip to get my hands on a copy!! I have completly lost it now. I can’t believe I have to wait until May?? or June to watch the next movie!
Can’t get enough of the books. I guess I’ll have to re read them all of Feburary LOL.
The awards have gone to the wayside with all that has been going on in the past 8 months. I am glad to be back on Friday. The awards were set up to give bloggers some well needed recognition. Helping others reach out and find others they could read and that could read them. I love the previous winners and you can look at those sites over in the categories.
I still will be using the same thumbs up. Representing a "thanks to you for posting the content and having so much fun doing it". I am always looking for good reads. Suggestions are more than welcome!!
Ok I am so excited for this post. Cause it means somewhere I did write it down.
The Dethrowning of Thing 2
We are all sitting around the dinner table eating. Thing 2 is eating out of a bowl that Thing 1 wants. So he is pushing her out of her seat.
I told him to get his bowl and sit in the seat next to or across from her. He proceeds to pat the seats of the other two offered chairs. Turning up his nose at the first chair he states,
" No Mom that is too HARD!"
He proceeds with care to the next chair and quickly rejects the second chair and says,
"No Mom this one is too SOFT!"
Then he goes over to the chair his sister is in and says, "This one mom is AHHHH JUST RIGHT!"
One more thing….
My small boy loves to avert bedtime. Stories, Books, more prayers, something to eat, drink, toys, monsters, more stories, are all the "postponers" he likes to use so he can put off going to bed. One night he was at the top of his game. And when he had exhausted all of the excuses he pulled out a new one….
"Mom do you want to Talk? Let’s just talk."
Backfire and Empathy
I could be called a control freak. But in this case I would like just a little control back. For the last week I have had a sinus infection. Sneezing, coughin’, and blowing my nose, all sent my legs pinched together running for the nearest toilet.
My Band who is normally a sensitive and kind person when others are suffering, would laugh and taunt me while I ran.
One evening I was running and the Band started to laugh and taunt. Behind me I heard little thing 1 hollering "What happened? What happened?" My Band quickly informed him that "Mommy peed her pants."
He looked at me as I sat and emptied my bladder. And then in his best Mother imitating voice he said, "Oh, Dat’s awe wite, Mom dat is OK."
You see my potty training model has been "No stress and no Humiliation tactics". The model title has been a montra for me mostly. When he has an accident I say. "Oh ok we can try again in the potty next time" all the while I am thinking "oh man that is more laundry, he just peed in the carseat, that is more laundry, he just peed the bed , that is more laundry". Durring the Christmas break he has been neglecting to go to the pot at all. And he strips himself down and says "MOM, I peed in my pants. But It’s ok mom, it is easy to go in my pants. That’s all right!"
My no worries attitude has officially come back to bite me. Now we are trying shooting cereal in the toilet approach. More fun, more times to go on the potty. It is working but, he still prefers playtime instead of pee time.
Between the two of us the pile of underpants is huge every night.
Body parts that are HUSH HUSH.
I was getting into the shower and noticed I had forgotten my towel. Running to get one I was stopped by Thing 1 who had a question.
"Mom, is that your bo*bies?" (Pointing to the extra round belly of mine)
"No that is Mommy’s tummy, there is a baby in there"
"These are the bo*bies."
He looked thoughtful and said, "Oh you have two bo*bies? those are big, those are too much bo*bies!"
(My sentiments exactly) I have gone from negative A to a full sized D cup. And I haven’t started breastfeeding yet. I don’t even know what comes after D. I am really pretty nervous about nursing bras. For someone that didn’t need a training bra until sophmore year in High School this is completely foriegn soil to me.
Don’t we all
Instead of saying "hold me" Thing 2 in her small little voice says "hope, hope!" I guess it is a combo of hold and up. So today I heard her say to her dad who was napping. "hope, hope, hope!" then exasperated says. "I need HOPE!"
Thing 1’s phrase = Mommy Translation
"I want my pus*y" = I want my Percy
"Wes Go Hump" = Let’s go jump!
"Wes Pay wizz Dina-whores" = Let’s play with Dinasours
Oh and there are so many more. Dina-whores is like my nephew’s "Star Wars" which became "Star whores", in their home.
This is a list I call the new favorites list. This year has been one that is full new discoveries.
1. Favorite Child Phase-Thing 1 Biggest obsession. Has to have the untouched Grahm Cracker.
2. New favorite singers- Joshua Rabin, Snow Patrol, and KT Tunstall.
3. New favorite books- The Louis Lowery stories… The Giver, Gathering Blue, The Messenger, Harry Potters, Pride and Prejudice, and the others I can’t think of right now.
4. Favorite activities with the kids- Reading books, coloring, mommy monster*, making cookies, taking them to the park, Rock jar trips, and digging in the backyard.
5. Favorite new smells- Salt City Candle (Apricot), kid’s shampooed hair, and fresh baked bread.
6. Favorite hair styles- long and curly.
7. New Favorite movies-Nacho Libre, Emma, Usual Suspects (edited), Pride and Prejudice, and there are tons I am leaving out I need to remember more.
8. New Addictions- The Office, Grey’s Anatomy, Everest Beyond the Limit, Lost, and any cooking show.
This book was good and I loved how all the characters all played apart. I love that Percy liked that other girl in Ravenclaw.
I finally caught the BUG. The one that hits you over night and bestows upon the engergy of a garden snail the next morning. I feel like someone else is running my body and my mind is about three feet behind. I am loving this cause all the chores and work around the house I do I some how attribute it to my husband cause I can’t remember later doing it myself.
I took Thing 1 to his appointment for the district assesment. I think I have another meeting for next week to get more info about the results of the testing for that first day. They are going to test him further I think. But from what she was saying it sounded to me like he would be starting therapy at the begining of January.
My mind is still swimming. How are we gonna do Preschool, Speach Therapy, and new baby? I can’t even bend over and touch my toes! I am pretty sure it will all iron itself out. BUT HOW??
The Band got a tree! Yeah. It is a real one that want’s to be a fake one. You can see three distinct divisions just like a fake one. And it’s a tilter. I am happy. I just need to decorate it, and the house.
One "Potter" down only 5 more to go!! I am loving the books and finding out how they differ from the movie. I am starting to see what the hype is all about. I have had Quiditch dreams for the past three nights.
I have never read the Harry Potter books. I know, I know my bloodlines must have some form of alien in them. But the computer thing is unpredictable so I need a time sucker backup.
So for the month of December I will attempt to read all the Harry Potters. This is nearly impossible considering the speed at which I read however lofty goals are what I am all about. I went to the library this evening and picked up as many volumes as they had. I have to say I am intimidated, but I heard they go fast. We’ll see.
I am really considering a Mac for the next purchase. I have not used one before on a regular basis. The little laptop that could is just NOT lately. It has seen many days. Good days too. The battery pack is going under quickly. So I am moving on soon probably sooner than later. Depending on the life that is left in this beauty.
We have been home for two days and all the clothes are still not unpacked. I am good cause I have decided that I only clean really well every other day. If I can keep to a good laundry schedule we should have some clean clothes still and I don’t have to mop, sweep, and vacume everyday.
I have so many pictures to upload and share, but that will have to wait until something more reliable comes along. I would like something with nice lines. Possibly black, with a splash of color. So if I am not around in the next couple of weeks it is because I haven’t found my laptop soul mate for the next six or so years. This is a toshiba and it rules. We have had it in the hospital watching DVDs when our children were born, we have sent out emails announcing moves, looking up everything from ADD to ZZ top’s greatest hits.
Boy I will miss you little toshiba laptop. Good luck in your next life
Ok so I waltz into the exam room with both sweet things. Then I start sweating and wondering if I just left would there really be any consequences. And then finally I gave in. Our Pediatrician looks at Thing 1 and starts firing off some questions. At the end of the round he explains that his auditory processing looks good and that Thing 1 is really understanding and analyzing the questions. He says that he has good eye contact and everything looks good. What doesn’t look good is the speech. He does need help. The sooner he said the better.
I now get to go into the fantastic world of small town politics to (as the doctor put it) "fight" for the therapy he needs.There are great facilities available if he was younger. DOH! * So off to the school district I go. I probably won’t have any problems cause I am so good at keeping on top of things like this and "follow-up". YEAH RIGHT. We will see how the plot thickens by the begining of next week.
* If I could do it all over…. yeah I would have taken him in at two and checked it out more fully.
So the initial outcome is better than expected. I did have reason to be concerned and yet didn’t need to be concerned about the scarry word Autism. I do feel for those mothers though now more than forty eight hours ago!
I am scared out of my mind to go to the Peditrician today. First off the kids have been sick. Thing 2 has a cold that last Thursday came with a fever. The next day I took her in and she was sent home with the classic remedy of Motrin and Dymatap. Oh I feel so dumb going in there and thinking that there is something seriously wrong with her, only to find I need to give her more over the counter meds. So now there is no doctor’s appointments that will be made to the tune of "fever" runny nose, severe conjestion. It has to include vomiting, fever, and green stuff flying everywhere possible. Thing 1 has the immune system I could only dream of. So the major concerns are always thing 2 in the sick department.
The appointment today is not about colds, coughs, or sniffles. Today it is about speech delay. Thing 1’s speech delay to be exact. He is talking up a storm lately, but I can’t understand him most of the time and I have to repeat what he is saying. It is so frustrating for him and me. I am the only one who can really translate for the little one. He has really struggled with making himself clear. I know he has so much to say and can’t get it out right. Thing 1 just turned three. That is right three and I would say that in the past 5 months he has just started two and three word sentences. However in the past three months he has gotten down the "I", "mine", "me","you", and "yours" thing down. He can’t say his own name he uses mostly "me".
I am afraid that I am gonna set my self up for the "virus" sinario. He just needs some over the counter medicine. "Just take some time and see how he does." And I am even more afraid that there maybe a problem, and something else could be playing apart of the speech delay. I don’t know if I am ready to handle either outcome.
He has been a handful, and I gave up weaning the binki at night (AkA the "bane of my existence".) We have been potty training and he has really done a fantastic job. I am still leary to leave him at pre-school with no diaper, but everywhere else he seems to do just fine. He is ultra proud when he keeps them dry. And not too upset when he has an accident either. It really has been a nice change of pace.
In my last post the person who was "Praying"……I am so sorry I wasn’t more specific. It was my Husband. He is natorious for being grumpy in the morning. Sorry guys. Details are not my strong point lately.
The whole video of Thing1 totally would throw me off the trail as well.
So I am laying in bed and can hear the pitter patter of my son and the stirrings of my daughter. I roll over and pat my husband’s back.
"Let’s say prayers", I was enthused to hear the response more than anything.
"Do you want me to say it?", says the voice from between the pillows.
"Sure," my distinct tone of delight was clear.
"Ok……Dear Heavenly Connecticut……..Mummble…Thank thee for… Connecticut.I finally figured how to include this tid bit into the bloggy!
Scratching behind his ears.
Running after toys.
Cuddling With Thing 2.
Sleeping for long periods of time.
Being scooped out of a Child’s bath after accidently falling in.
Thing 1 Was the only one in there with him. He was laughing so hard (my first indicator something was wrong) luckily he didn’t try to hold him. Thing 2 was just getting her bum into dry clothes. The Kitten was just too small to make the jump out while completely soaked. He started to meow in a pitch that I didn’t know possible. Thing 1 meanwhile is giggling and can’t stop even when I say, " Oh no that really scared the "Do Do" Kitty (as he is known around here)
Then I said, "Poor Kitty, That’s not funny. Ok maybe a little funny." At that I got a nice chuckle from Thing 1. No remorse there for laughing at terrified kitten.
I couldn’t find any classic fodder. Have you seen it? I has got to be in the garage with every thing else I have not moved in yet.
This week has been eventful. Like for instance.
Thing 2 oddly starts throwing up in her carseat Monday evening 6pm as we box up a small kitty and take him home with us. The barfing doesn’t stop until around 3am then next morning. By noon she has no fever and has held down her breakfast and all meals since then. She is still cranky, but no sign of illness.
The kitty, who has no name, is in training to kill mice. It is already proving to be a nucence so the quicker he can survive outside on his own the better. He has been doing great with the Things.
I am ready to move on to Re-calking the bathroom shower. I am thinking it can’t be that hard. I also had the same thought run through my mind about the curs-ed wallpaper so we will see how that progresses.
Today we have had the first stand and pee moment. I am shocked how fast these little babies grow up. No more diapers for Thing 1. —-Well we’ll see.— I just can’t believe that I am here in this stage already. Thing 2 loves the potty. I don’t convert that into "I am ready" but it does mean she can practice.
Thing 1 has been behaving good the past two weeks thanks to my friend’s new trick. Bribery. We went to Wal-mart and bought a nice little glass jar. Then we bought some rocks. They are really polished glass. They look like gum drops. For every good act we put a rock in the jar. For every naughty moment, we pull a rock out. Then we said if he can fill the jar full we get to go to the train museum. He has been golden. All I have to say is "Do I need to pull a rock out?'’ And the tiny hands that are clentching the entire box of "Sugar Smacks" in the ready-to-poor-all-over-the-floor- position, suddenly freeze and slowly turn to put the box back in it’s proper place. I know, Scarry like Halloween huh? So our first week I figured that he would have this thing figured out and wouldn’t care if I was taking rock out or putting them in. Only we are on week three!! He is working so hard to work his way to that train museum. We almost have it. I can’t wait to go and see all the trains!
There is news big newS!!
Baby pudge has had his picture taken!! And there is a determined sex of the wee one that is inhabiting my space.
IT IS A BOY!!
As I sat nicely still with my bladder virtually empty. The lady that was doing the ultrasound was not impressed with my ability to drink 32.oz in the time alotted. (Secret: I never do this) once I got away with it during the pregnancy with Thing 1 I decided to never fill my bladder to ultimate capacity EVER AGAIN. Tee Hee.
I asked her before my husband entered the room that I would love it if she could announce the existance of twins in my belly. She laughed an evil cackle and agreed.
It went over beautifully. He said, "You have to be joking"
I just held my lips pinched and my eyes wide. The band was looking for my "I am just kidding" face. The lady really played it up well. I think he was more upset when he found out it was a hoax.
I think this blog should be called "The JD Confessional" My children are asleep. I find out today whether the baby is a boy or a girl. And my friend just had a baby boy that is tiny and precious and I just want to eat him up!
But, what I came to write about today is something much more disturbing. I am addicted. I am hooked. I don’t want to let go. I can’t stop watching THE OFFICE. I am trying to analyse my guilty pleasure. Why do I find it so FUNNY? What is it about Dwight that I can’t stop laughing? Why does it send me into complete belly laughter? Why do I find the writing so funny? I have no answers for neither myself, nor you.
I am finding out that I am not a person who covets the material things in life. I break down and covet the brilliant writing that makes this show so funny it hurts me. Steve Correll I dislike your stinkin’ guts. He was the one that entered into the script that Pam should give him a "practice answer of the phone… cause he does so much better on the second try" (That is not word for word) I laughed until I was sore. I really want to know who wrote the skit about when Jim takes the scissors to the exercise ball that Dwight was sitting on.
Onto other obsessions. I find that while pregnant I have fun querks. Like looking up homeless puppies on the internet. I love seeing what is available in my area along with those puppies that are ready to come home with me if I would take a road trip to Kansas. This is a "left over" obsession from my childhood. All I ever wanted for Christmas was a puppy. I dreampt about it year after year. I couldn’t watch Punky Brewster after she had gotten one for Christmas, I was bitter that her powers had brought her such luck. This usually sets in around 8-9 months. I call it my puppy phase. Some others may call it the "nesting phase".
The other day I got on E-bay to find some clothes for the kids. I started bidding on well bid on items. Problem—- I won like four bids. I really thought I wouldn’t win all that stuff. It is pretty cool cause I love the stuff I bid on. I don’t have to buy clothes for the kiddys for a long while now. I found that my husband’s line of thinking did not follow mine ("winning is everything") when the "winnings" cost you 100 dollars. I have revoked my own e-bay privilages. That obsession ended quick.
I am pretty sure I don’t know who had more fun. Thing 1 who’s favorite things are trains and tractors. We were thrilled to ride both.
We got Pumpkins off the vine, ate carmel apples, and saw farm animals including piglets. We couldn’t have had a better day.
Here were some highlights……
So when I said caught up….. The last week since we have moved in I have found it easy to keep the laundry up. I have also been wondering where the towles are hiding.
This morning my husband notified me that in the trunck of the car there were still two garbage bags full of dirty laundry from the move.
I didn’t enter the some strange new land of free time and playtime with children. I am back into the pile I am familure and comfortable with. Thank goodness. Can you imagine caught up on laundry?? ME?? I am glad we still live on earth and the sky is still blue. Things you can count on. Like dirty toilets and piles of laundry.
AAAHHHH everything in its place in the universe.
Sure there are three bins full of unfolded and not put away laundry. But I am thrilled I am almost caught up!
I have been doing much better at the "pick up points" for laundry. Instead of letting it all pile up in the bathroom, livingroom, and bedrooms. I have pick up points that allow me to know where to get my dirty laundry. And more importantly where to drop it off.
There is so much going on inside my head today. What is the difference between today and any other day? You can hear all about it today. Usually I am trying to stuff down my total randomness and afraid people will find out how not all together I am. Today I am embrasing the randomness. I was diagnosed six years ago with Attention Deficit Disorder. I am the "inattentive" type. I have tried much of the time that I have been diagnosed either denying that anything is wrong, down playing the effects it has had on my life and hiding until I find out how I can pull all of the insane parts of my life together and feel "normal".
When I was breast feeding my Thing 2 I came across a book called ADHD in Women. That was almost a year and one month ago. I had a mini break down ( I can’t do full breakdowns I don’t have that kind of energy.) For three days I was devistated that there was a book that explained the totally inner workings of my life, my results, and struggles I had had up to that point. Someone had described all the frustrations of my life in one book.
So my next move was to search out a personal coach. I had read so much info and was doing a huge research paper on the topic of meds. and their effects on adults with ADHD. The research I had done was pointing me into the direction of counseling and someone to just kind of check in with. The lady who I found had ADHD herself and was diagnosed while doing her masters degree. She was 44. She talked about medication. That is a big bad word in my book. I had never really opened my heart and mind to the idea. I saw what meds did for one child in my afterschool program I taught. It glazed his little eyes over and he was just so "drugged". I didn’t want that for myself. I also came from a home that was very strick on the use of medicine for things. It was rare that I had a pill for the simplest of headaches. Meds were off my radar screen.
The more we talked the more she told me that meds might be the thing that cleared the fog. She said that with the challenges of running after two toddlers and trying to keep house there could be some benifit in the medication.
She was right. I tried a 12 dosage. The third week after my milk had dried up. I spent that day crying because of the difference to beable to concentrate was. It was no miracle drug for me. It just allowed the fuel and motivation to get things done I had never dreamed. Like clean my entire house, catch up on laundry, and take my kids to the park- all in one day. I was amazed at the harmony in my home because of the education about my mood disorder I was, and still am recieving.
I have found that my internal dialogue needed some work. Ok it needed a lot of work. I found myself being the confident young lady I had always put myself off as. It was and still continues to be an amazing transformation. I have been so blessed.
Lately, I have realized some of the influences that have shaped my education. I have had to rely much more heavily on the guiding hand of My Heavenly Father. I have had to change from being a criticism addict, to someone who finds good in others. I have found that it is not easy in a world that thrives each day on the devistating news that is in plentiful supply. I am finding as I try to be more positive there is a strong force out there that wants the negative to stay healthy and present. I know as I ask for the help I need I will recieve it. I will not allow devistating thoughts to stay and take up residency, taking up preciuos resorces that I need to give to my husband, my children, and to myself. Who helps me in my day to day struggle. The Holy Ghost. The comforter, He is there when I am willing to put myself in a place and mind frame to listen and do what he is guiding me to do. Our Heavenly Father has sent him as a gift to me to help me fight this fight. Now non-medicated I can see where the differences lie. It is clear to me that if I feel like one day not reading the scriptures, not praying for that help, I won’t be able to use my resources like He would have me use them. And thus I am not using the gift He has given. Then as result I am weakened, soft and easily stirred to anger, easily offended, impatient (with myself and with my kids), overall diagreeable.
I am so blessed with a patient and loving husband. I have been blessed with children who each day it is my privilage to be their mother. With each new thing they do I am able to stand by and watch them learn, grow, and progress. When focused on the blessings of my life I am finding it harder to whine, complain, and criticize others. (finding it hard and stopping are two different things- But I am working at it)
All and all, I am glad I have been given an "issue" to deal with. I am greatful for the lessons I am learning and the growing have to do because of it. I love that it almost forces me to lean on the arm of my Savior. To really ponder what he sacrificed, and how we can work out our own salvation with His help.
Funny little things about the things.
Always has to have the big piece. He will give up having any at all if he finds that I have been holding out the big piece to cut or pull apart to share with his sister.
Throws fits if he is the first out of the bath.
Has always fought to go to bed.
Loves Cereal. (Drinks all milk out first then eats remnants of the bowl.)
When offered food she must empty all things in each hand so as to enjoy the eating experience without distractions.
She starts to fake laugh and starts Thing 1 fake laughing as well. Within a few seconds they are both seeing who can scream the highest.
I am going to do some goals. It is time to get back into the regularly scheduled program.
We are moved.
1. Clean and organize (unpack) the new house.
2. Read something worth while. (Library Trip)
3. Plan a more solid schedule for the kids.
4. Find out how to clean laminate flooring.(purchase special mop)
5. Plan meals for the month.
6. Fix the kitchen plumming.
There are some other things I probably should do like figure out how to set up the frount room but I am pretty much at a loss on that one. I can’t figure out how to make one huge room into two functional rooms.
Oh well Halloween is taken care of at least for now. We have thing 1 going as Thomas the tank engine. And Thing 2 is gonna be a duck.
Thanks Target for that one!!
I was packing up my "bathroom fluff" and yes I found….. this tanning spray from awhile back. You see there is nothing more scarry than a dye job that is just a wee bit too dark and washes your face out completely. This is what happened to me. I tried to remedy the problem by darkening the features a bit. No good.
Why you ask because I tried some stuff that made me look like the host of Fear Factor. He is probably my same height. I had short black hair at the time. I loved the cut could have gone a few shades lighter on the hair color.
So in my stash today I found some stuff that works pretty well. I guess cause you really can’t tell. It is the placebo kind that makes you just think you are tan. It makes me giggle. Ok you Judge for yourself.
Have I mentioned that there were no terrible two’s as there two almost three in two months. We are setting new records in
Sassing the Mamma
Hitting others including the Mamma
Screaming until small blood vessles on the neck look dangerously close to popping.
And being an over all terror.
I don’t know what happened to my sweet, innocent, and considerate small boy. I am living with a small tazmanian devil. I have pretty high hopes for the next couple of months. I am hoping we can cure the boy of diapers, nights with out binkis, and screaming in the store for a toy he just can’t get that very momment.
Preschool has been good for him though. He seems exhausted when he comes home and ready for a nap. Today is a totally different story. Here it is 2pm and he is still jumping, car crashing, plane wreching, and just plain not sleeping.
That is it I am taking a shower.
The things that are first on the list of never do again….
1. Eat cuscous with my children under the age of three.
2. Scrub out tiny potty. He has got to learn to go on the big potty.
3. Give babies a binki.(weaning them off is problematic)
4. Cook Meals. (Food just tastes better when someone else cooks it)
5. Give my children chocolate milk. (Thirty requests a day for "hocket, iwk" gets trying)
6. Set my brother up on any blind dates.( That doesn’t illiminate my sister so I am good)
So I showed up determined just to listen and make a call on the whole preschool thing or not after listening to the group and what they had to say. I admit I was nervous. Then the coordinator of the group enters the scene. She was in a hurry to get her little one to school.
"Yeah, you know how you had it all consecutive days and all. That way is just not going to work. The reason is that there are months and they coordinate with the holidays and the kids would be missing out on those holiday activities. The math and science is something that the kids don’t care about if it builds on each other so we are not going to worry about it. So we are gonna just continue the way we decided from the begining." She said with authority and love.
The girl was totally chill and took it in stride. She just expressed her concern that there wouldn’t be anything fun to do by the end of the year. Good concern noted. I will adjust accordingly. And I am sure there will be some fun stuff to do and if not we will make some fun stuff up. Ordeal over. We are all just waiting for the next brilliant change she wants to implement.
This would be what we call a venting post. I am not upset just need some way to get all the gobbly gook out of my head. If I can get it out then I can maybe make sense of it. Here we go….
Don’t do co-op preschool with those you don’t know. This will make things so much easier I promise. As a first timer that is the lesson of the week. I need to keep telling myself I am just figuring out the quirks.
I did our first week last week well. Here comes week two… There is a girl who is paticular about how she would like this run. It is her week. She not liking the way I did the week decided to change the way we teach. For all six of us. While not consulting any of us. That kind of bugs…..
So now we have to go in and let our feelings be known… Not good. My feeling are not really hurt because what I was told I was doing a fine job. But I don’t want to change the way it is done around. I had my expectations going into the program and those were met until she wants to make the changes that she feels are necessary. UGH!
I just don’t flat out want to do what this person keeps suggesting. The suggestions were comming in the first day. I guess I was slow to take the hint that this maybe a problem.
She is assigning what to teach people!! I am not OK with being told what I can and cannot teach!! It stumps my creative outlet and my child can’t do half the activities on the list of one day with out wanting to pull his and my hair out. Maybe he is too young to start. I would say he is if there weren’t age appropriate things for him to do. But there are. And also ones we can create. SIGH.
I feel bad she is so ready to direct and I am so ready to not take the direction…..I knew it couldn’t be this easy.Oh well we’ll see how it goes at the little gathering. 11am should tell us a whole lot.
Ok I finished some books and really want to chat about them.
Book No. 1 The Messanger: By Louis Lowery,
Loved this book and read the two before it. All ready to read them again. I was shocked how much I got into these books. I don’t love sci-fi and I am not really one to get all exctied about young adult fiction.
Book No. 2 Mere Christianity:C.S. Lewis
Growing up in the LDS religion has been an awesome experience. Reading the "basics" as it were for Christianity has been a total eye opener. I have been so nieve about the differences between my own religion and those of other faiths. I am shocked how simualr and how different we really are.
Book No. 3. Vanity Fair
—- um not done yet. However the first thirteen chapter have got me hooked. I am finding the author pretty darn hilarious. Some people I have read struggled through the first parts I am looking forward to see what the middle chunk has in store for me.
Book No. 4 Isaiah: you know like in the Bible.
Yeah this is a thick and meaty thing for me to take on. I am pretty much loving the fact he is a literary genuis in his writing. I am going to admitt here that my reading of the old testiment is not what I would like it to be. I am repenting and diving into one of the most amazing books I think the Bible has.
Is anyone reading anything I should pick up?? My plea comes from not being enrolled in Fall classes this year. I am thinking it is best to not sign up for school until I have my normal brain back. Even with my normal brain I am only at half capacity captain! In other words, I am not ready for the "911 commission report" yet, but any other suggestions would be very much appreciated.
I am talking again about moving. This month my inlaws will be moving out of their house and we will be moving back in. That is right we are going to rent their house. I am stoked and unenthused at the same time.
JD: I don’t want to pack, sort organize, and clean.
JD: But you just did it so it should be easier this time.
JD: Are you kidding me? Easier? with three months of total house wife slackery??Did you actually use the word easier?
JD: But you have one extra bedroom and a huge back yard!!
JD: All the better to clutter and get unorganized my dear! I am pregnant. And I don’t know if I can handle more episodes of losing my children at the park**, let alone the back yard!!
JD: It is over all nicer at the parentals home.
JD: You are so right. I really need to stop whining and get packing.
JD: Good Girl.:)
** about three weeks ago. I was at the park with three other moms. They all started playing the "where is my little one" game. So I looked up and started the fun game too. Two minutes pass and my mind jumps to the items of clothing we all needed to look for- as I hear my girlfriend say.
"JD, I just can’t see him",
In my head I am trying to calm my nerves by saying….Gray shirt, blue shorts, and then I realize my hands are oddly occupied…..
Just a minute! They are feeding crackers to……. YES The very child I have described as being lost. He, too, is busy looking for himself and signaling for another cracker. I accomplished the unthinkable! I lost my child at the park while he was sitting in my lap. I have repeatedly done this with keys, sunglasses, pens, but never children. It is a first, however I am sure not last, in the long line of mindless blunders that will shape the next six months. What can I say it keeps me humble. I can’t be brilliant, funny, and gorgious all the time, it would get boring.
Two toddlers, Thing 1 and Thing 2
+ recently found heavenly desert on food network that includes Nutella = new game.
It’s called "Pooh or Chocolate".
My children have been having Nutella on their morning breakfast items lately (pancakes, waffles, french toast) and so I have had to play this new game more frequently than desired.
Over all the majority of times I do find it is chocolate. But there are those unmentionable (I guess I just mentioned them) instances where yes it is POOH. I have contemplated a photo to put with this post but, we are just going to leave it alone.
Thing 1 are you stinky?
No La La is stinky.
Are you stinky Thing 1?
No Dadda is stinky.
Thing 1 did you go a Poop poops?
No Tigger is stinky! (Pointing to the Tigger Movie)
I just don’t want to blog. I know that is a weird feeling. Writer’s block? No. tired of posting? No.
Two weeks ago I went to the salon after a much needed break and had my nails done. It was so hard to type correctly and quickly. The poor computer was the first thing to go. So for the past two weeks I haven’t been checking or posting anything. It is really wierd. I miss my blogs that I check frequently.
I have posted but minimally. I took the nails off baby so I am back. And typing faster than ever before.
Ladies and gentleman I have for you a newly found treat.
Behold the Pudding Pop Recipe.
No I have no clue if they really taste the same. But I am trying it this weekend and I will report back.
I can’t seem to find any history of what happened to the real pudding pops either. Scarry? Maybe. I just know I am not the only one that misses them. They brought back the name but not the "real" thing yet.
Recipe for Pudding Pops
2 cups cold milk
1 package (4-serving size) Jell-O Instant Pudding and Pie Mix
6 (5-oz) paper cups
6 popsicle sticks
Beat pudding mix and milk together, at least two minutes. Spoon into cups. Insert popsicle stick in center of each cup. Freeze 5 hours (or overnight). To remove pop from cup, place bottom of cup in warm water for 15 seconds. Press firmly on bottom of cup and push pop out. Don’t pull on the popsicle stick.
The thing that helps any bad terrible day. The bandaid that fixes the worst tramas. The one thing that can bring me back to when I was five and playing princess Leigha of Star Wars in the frount yard with the neighborhood kids.
is there really a question why my last baby was 9 lbs 9ozs?
Mystery solved peole mystery solved.
For some really good ideas go see Shannon at Rocks in My Dryer!!
My Thing 2 thinks it is funny to put her finger in her nose. I love the introduction to new people. Hi I am JD and this is my Daughter "finger-in-her-nose". Lately she has been putting it up there just so I can take it out and say ewe! Over and over again. I am trained rather well now so I keep the game going for a mere half-laugh after the fourth or fifth time. She has an amazingly polite,-that-is-almost-worth-a-real-laugh-but-not-quite-thanks-for trying-anyways-laugh. And still I keep trying. She is a lot like her dad or, so I have been told, when he was little. She is shy and quiet. He is anything but shy and quiet now, but when he was younger he was reported to be a tender youth.
Thing 2 has been toning down her super sonic high pitched scream that insects come crawling out of the ground to move away from. In church we especially love when she shows us this talent. Last week in our meeting Pat wasn’t feeling good so I said I would go and he could stay home and nap with the kids. I looked around the congregation and found that there were many sets of parents wrestling their children. It instantly reduced the anxiety I felt over the disruptive behavior that only mine seem to display.it usually starts…oh yeah as soon as we walk in.
Yesterday was tranquil and relaxing and I just laughed as my boy wandered from family to family towards the exit doors placing his train in the hands of any one who would take it. Of course he reclaimed it as soon as they had it for a five second count, and moved onto the next row of pews.
It was a nice balance between freaking out and spending the entire meeting out in the hall, and disrupting the entire meeting with screaming children. Loved it.
I have read your post. I have been saddened by your story. I am posting to see if there is anyone who has any more ideas that may help you and your situation. I have been a major lurker on your blog and would like to tell you My Band and I are still giggling over the Hammer Video.
I know how hard it must have been to post about the struggle. I hope you find the answer that will best fit you and your family. You have a good heart and I know it will lead you to find a good solution.
So if any of my fellow readers have any ideas please send them over to my bloggy friend Beth.
Toddler talk has gotten very interesting lately as my Thing 1 has come up with some really funny things.
We are hamstersitting this week. -Sigh- (Anything that is willing to urinate in it’s own food dish, needs to be in the wild and deserves to be owl food.)
Thing 1 sees said hamsters and gets really excited and says: "MONKEYS!" In his defense there is a paticular "Little People" book that show monkeys and are drawn curiously like hamsters.
Driving home fromt the park.
Me: Let’s call Dad and find out what the doctor said.
Thing 1:(Very matter of factly) No more monkies jumping on the bed.
He has been singing songs in his language and it is fun when I start figuring them out. He almost knows the entire theme song of "Bob the Builder" it isn’t in english yet however, I would call it quite close.
This evening was awesome. He came up to me and said, "Mommy go poops in da Poddy! "Then I realized he needed to!! And he was asking. He hadn’t already started any process!! Oh I was thrilled! I told him he was such a good boy he would get two popsicles. His eyes lit up like Christmas, he held up all his little fingers and said "oh three, four, five!!"
Now he has number 2 down. It is number 1 we have a problem with. He has only been successful once in the past three months of "training". But his little bum is so darn cute in the Thomas the Tank Engine underwear, I can’t bring myself to put him in Pull-ups. Sorry kid you’ll get it.
I come to the computer I sit down and I feel an amazing post ready to imerge….Ummmmm……… Nope…… that was just gas.
I can’t get this out of my head. I think it would make my life a little less stressful. Only I made fun of the advertisement so much I feel like a trator to my gut instinks. Maybe I could sew one….. I may have to call in special forces for that one. Then I would be thrifty and I wouldn’t be bowing down to the mini one that is free with the purchase.
Oh why do I fall for such organization gadgetry? I think it may be because I am here….
The HouseKeeping Scale.
"Practically perfect in everyway." 10
Never naughty nickers on Her Floor 9
Two Twinner Towles tossed together on the same towlerack 8
Pictures Perfectly pronouncing the contents of the plastic playtoy storage 7
Lovely Little Lacy things to go on latest laquered armoir. 6
Dirty dishes in the sink 5
Four frolicking felines walking near your fish. 4
Thirty things to throw away under the bathroom sink. 3
Lots of Laundry lounging 2
Hostess Ho-Ho’s Having a hangout in the couch cushions. 1
And I would like to be at least able to get two matching towels for decoration in my bathroom LOL.
My dreams are really getting funny.
Last night, I am in the Missionary Training Center where missionaries for our church are trained and preped to go all over the world and serve the Lord. And I meet my new Companion. She just happens to be the author of "MoM Of all Trades" Yeah, she was as cool in person as she is on her blog. In the group we are in there is Karli from "Mom on a Wire" too. My new companion, in my dream tells me to climb up the wall so we can get into the crawl space. (This is probably because I have been following the story about the three way switch for sometime now) then as I am climbing the wall. There comes this guy in a hood and a gold mask. I can only describe him lookin like he walked off the set of Power Rangers. Now i am scared. He is after us. Someone tells us that all he wants is to play playdo. After climbing down and returning to our rooms we pretend to be asleep, and sure enough here comes mister golden mask. So I take the newly found playdo blob and mix three colors (white, orange and red) and roll into a ball and give it to him. ( Note: I hate mixing colors of Playdo, have since I was little, so the ball of colors really disturbed me.) He was delighted to recieve the new toy. I went back to sleep feeling better he wasn’t chasing us anymore. The End.
This just one of the great dreams I find myself in as I am hormonally blessed. The other night I drempt I started making out with some guy while my Band is in the bathroom. Yeah Kinda funny untill everytime I fell asleep I couldn’t tell if it was real or a dream. I felt so guilty!!
Then there is the ever famous Birth with no drugs dream, and how easy it was. And how I wake up thinking I should go natural this time around……. Uhhhh, thanks, but no thanks
I figure every night has been a new wierd adventure in human emotions. I am getting great sleep on this new bed of ours. Maybe too good.
3 Things That Scare Me
Being in my bed alone.(This is new),Falling over things, Thing 1 when he pulls me by the head.
3 Things I Love
Cheerios in Yogurt
Going anywhere outside
3 Things I Hate
My Daddy not being with me when I go to sleep
Thing 1 taking toys away from me and trading for a pink pig.
3 Things I Don’t Understand
Why I have to share, Why my mom doesn’t speak Wookie like me, Why I ever have to go to sleep.
3 Things On My Desk/Table
Books, books, more books
3 Things I’m Doing Right Now
Sleeping, snuggling with my blanket, sucking on a "ginki"
3 Things I Want to Do Before I Die
What is DIE??
3 Things I Can Do
Dance, Say the word Shoes Perfectly, Play with playdo and not eat it.
3 Ways to Describe My Personality
Pretty serious, Shy, All Girl
3 Things I Can’t Do
Run, eat with a spoon well, put her shoes on by herself.
3 Things I Think You Should Listen To
All my ramblings in Wookie, How I describe a Puuh-puuh,
3 Things I Think You Should Never Listen To
Criticism, Naughty words, any thing starting with the phrase "oh you can’t do that…."
3 Absolute Favorite Foods
Anything with sugar, Dried Fruit,
How to swim, How to read, How to talk in full sentences.
3 Beverages I Drink Regularly
Milk (Chocolate if She can get it), Apple Juice, Grape Juice
We live by rivers, lots of them in fact. When it
rains it tends to flood a bit. It is ok until it floods a lot. Well
this week family has been in town and we have gone everywhere or so it seems.
Train Museum and the river, on Friday of last week, followed by the
quick trip to Fairfield, CA home of the Jelly Belly. Where on Saturday
we took jelly belly tour with the Things. Then we went to a humble
little city called San Francisco and played in the sand, gobbled down
chocolate, and indulged in seafood. Sunday was church. Monday was a
rest day. Tuesday the river bank to play in more sand and water. And if
we didn’t have enough of the fun we are headed to the county fair to
see a spectacle of 4H splendor rarely scene this far west. (If I can
pull myself away from the blog I will find my camera and post the
I have to say it has taken my
mind off throwing up 24-7. I have felt pretty good. The only problem is
the house work. It seems to be suffering. And I am trying to give
myself some slack, and tell myself there are some really happy kids
that live in this messy house. I did break down and scrub a toilet
today. And I only gagged four or five times.
I have found that Key Lime pie and homemade whipped cream can cure any
bad day. This could be bad for my attempt to have a low birth weight
baby. But the French Toast addiction is back too. I am destined to have
a large baby.
Birth history is as follows: Thing 1 8lbs. 10oz. (Not to bad for the first try.)
Thing 2 ringing in at a whopping 9lbs. 9oz.
The difference being one once away from a full pound heavier.
So if I were to follow suit “pudge” here could be 10lbs. 8 oz. So I
think that drinking insane amounts of coffee and smoking a pack a day
could really be a benifit. I remeber waddleing around work pregnant
with thing 1, someone asking how long I had until I delivered.
When I told him 6 weeks he said, “Oh, you should start smoking now.”
I laughed then. Now I am thinking it is a great idea
Ok so how is the study going of the Savior’s life?? Awesome. I am noticing some major changes around here. I have been much more happy lately.
I love that the scriptures can be clumped into two categories. Prophecies of Christ and Testimonies of Christ. There is so much that I am finding in the old testiment that the prophets wrote about that announces specific events that were all fufilled in the New Testiment. I am loving going over these scriptures. Remembering the attributes that the Savior showed us while here on earth. The things he taught after he was crucified, and rose from the dead.
I am finding that I love trying to follow that example, and putting myself in the shoes of the rich young man that asked what he could do to be a follower. Asking Heavenly Father what I am lacking to make it into the kingdom. If I can change the habit, patch the fault, become a little better, I know the my Savior will help and allow me to understand how to make it back to live in his presence. I will never beable to do it with out his help and I understand that more profoundly than I have in awhile.
In the day to day I loose the sight of the really important things sometimes. What a great oppertunity we have to read scripture and gain a broader perspective on life.
I have been out of the dating scene for sometime now. I don’t know if any of the rules I played by even account for anything anymore. But….
Ok I am gonna get straight to the point. I have a good friend who is dating someone and they are now getting a wee bit serious. He likes her and she likes him. Only she doesn’t find him attractive. She enjoys his personality, his status, his company. She doesn’t think he is very good looking.
So my question is where does attraction lie on the scale of attributes to have in a spouse or significant other. For the boys I know this is a 1-3 attribute. For women it is different. But how different??
For me it played a big part in who I dated and who I was just friends with, but I have to admit as I was younger the looks meant a lot to me. I dated guys who I thought were cute. I was treated the best by the ones that may not have made it onto the GQ frount cover, but when I met my husband I was really attracted to his physical features. That attraction was only added upon when I found out what a terrific guy he is.
Now my friend hasn’t dated a whole lot. She is still very young. She has seen a lot of hurt people who marry for looks and status alone. She has seen many broken hearts that need true help to heal after the wounds they suffer. So, maybe in her mind it is a noble thing to date and marry for the inside material. In my world I call it settling with a good excuse. One that justifies the possible reality, that it is nice when someone likes you, and at that exact point in time no one else is really giving you the time of day.
That is my harsh, however truthful judgement of the situation. It is flawed because I care about my friend and yes I think she deserves the best. I am trying to keep an open mind that he could be her "best" for her. And, I would be ok if she were to say they were engaged. But does attraction play a role anymore for the gals out there? Should it be considered an important attribute? Ultimately it is her decision. "I do", or "I do not" will be comming out of her mouth not mine again. I just hope I can stomach it when it does or doesn’t happen.
Sweet, satisfying, motivating, thrilling, delicious, accomplished, dedicated, sureal, resilant, blessed, all these things and more.
This battle with morning sickness will not be long, won’t kill me, can’t last forever. I will survive. Many women have it so much worse. I can live on prenatal pills, soda crackers, and gingerale. Ok, maybe illiminate the soda crackers.
I say this must be a boy. Only boys can give this much pain to us girls! I will Triumph! I will win!
Ok this week I am start with a wee story. I was pregnant with Thing 2 who was 9lbs 9 oz. when she arrived. She was so big she would dance on my siatic nerve while in her ninth month. This made laughing really painful at times. So when something was super funny I would have to just breathe really controlled and say "GIGGLE GIGGLE". Which meant that is so funny but I will have to give a huge belly laugh later cause I can’t spend the energy, or that will really hurt my body to laugh that hard.
This blogger gets my thumbs up and on her posts she gets a many "Giggle Giggles". I can’t wait to share this blogger with you! I don’t think I even have her blog on my blogroll yet. (I need to update that thing) She has such a cute baby. Oh I think he maybe in big boy range now LOL. But he is a-dor-able!
She is a supurb writer and all her stuff is great everyday life anyone can relate to.She has witt, class and an arsinal of archives to dig through. Go check her out RIGHT Now! If you already read her tell me your favorite post.
This week’s winner goes to…..
This is a first for me I have planned this out very carefully. Ok, not really.
Oh my tip for this Wednesday is how to kill Flies.
So to kill all your flying friends at night herd them into the bathroom where there is less flying room. How do you herd flies? Shut off all the lights in your house except the bathroom light. Then swat the little things away all at once.
Good luck and happy swatting!!
The ship is quiet captian. Yeah that is because all the small yelling Things went to sleep. Your husband is out and you are home to watch over the precious laptop.
Today’s events were as follows:
Jd wake up time 10:30am —awoken by errie dream of ex-boyfriend that looked like Will Ferrell from the nose down. So when I watched yet another preview of the movie RICKY BOBBY I was flooded with memories of this one guy in Junior College. I later found that he may have been a sexual preditor after we dated. Funny I didn’t find him very handsy with me. Then again those padded bras of the day didn’t assist in any decency I may have been loosing and not knowing it.
Moving on to eating breakfast. Coco puffs. They are good and low in nutrition. Chased it down with a prenatal vitamin.
Kissed my Band.Showered with Thing 2. Band went for his nap and I put the kids down for theirs.
Tried to start "the way we were" with Barbra Stri– something (after several attempts at spelling that correctly I’m moving on) and Robert Redford. I didn’t make it past the credits when I saw her saying something about the war in frount of a crowd of people & I thought about the news and turned it to CNN or some Newsy channel.
Kids woke up from their naps. Fed the sweetest children in the world* and then went to see the movie "CARS". This was a big step to sit in a theater with both children. Thing 1 hated the movie theater cause of the loudness about two or three months ago.Thing 2 loves movies and gives her occasional UH-OH when something falls or wrong. This time they both sat quietly for almost 3/4s of the movie. Then the bordom factor caught my two little ones. And Thing 1 fell in love with the lights in the isle. I was bored and we checked out. We only got to the part were he fixes some of the road real nice for the little town.
I called it a success.
The rest of the evening falls into the category of schedule and routine. Feed, read, brush, pray, and bed.
Thing 1 is learning to pray. OH he is so cute trying to say what Mommy says. The words you can barely make out, but he is attempting it. We have never been so diligent in saying family prayers until he started saying them. It is just so cute. He really is a big hearted boy. We are trying to alternate turns in our tiny family but it is so tempting to just have him say it everytime.
* My Thing 1 who is going through the age that they preface with the word "terrible" & has been an absolute angel for me lately. It is almost getting to the point of scarry. He listens and obeys. He is helpful and is doing a fenominal job at potty training. His sleeping at night has gotten sooo much better. I am pretty sure this is a fluke stage and he will be back to pushing every limit possible, but for today and all the days of this week I have been so greatful. His behavior could have me on cloud nine for at least another week even if it stopped and he pulls an all nighter tonight. It is like he knows there is something going on with his mommy so he is being extra gentle.
The I recieved a comment from a blogger friend Gabriela. She noted that there are a lot of pregnant bloggers these days. Now I would have to agree! I have checking out some new sites and BAM everyone has a counter downer for their new arrival. So here is a shout out to those who are big, buxom and beautiful with CHILD!! These are the ones I know of if you know someone who is not on the list give me a hint in the comments where I can find their site and I will add them to the list!!
Now I know there is more and I just can’t think of them right now. I am lending half my brain to the forming of my own bundle of joy.
SO…. here is to swollen feet, hot flashes, crazy midnight hankerings, bulging b**bs & waiste lines, uncomfortable nights sleep, stretch marks, slackened abdominal muscles, kicks to the ribs, mood swings, doctor visits, blood draws, and nine months of planing, preping and naming the cutest things that Heavenly Father gives to his children on earth. BABIES!!
I cannot believe how fast that went by!! What a crazy week we have had. I believe this blogger has been on vacation. She is getting over a nine month virus called pregnancy and I believe she has had a baby girl. I am thrilled for her. And it will give everyone time to catch up and read her archives until she returns. She is a beauty inside and out. She has great stories and has some really serious posts that I love to review.
She probably won’t get the message for awhile about the award but, if you already read her let me know what is your favorite post.
Her design for the nursery has been inspiring for me and my small brood of kiddlets. She has a great tie to Dr. Seuse like I do in her blog.
If you don’t have her on your blogroll you may up date now
This week’s winner is…………
Baby Boy Names I don’t hate……Yet
9. Donivan (this one is wearing thin.)
12. "Goober"(just seeing if you are paying attention.)
Now these are the names that I like not particularly the ones that are agreed upon by The Band. My gut says the "pudge" is a boy.
Now for something totally random……
Preschool. I have been pretty unenthused about it until someone came up and asked me to be in their "group" of SAHM that do the preschool in their homes. YAH!! we are going to try a program called Mother Goose something something. It is less than 60.00 for and everyday program for six months. We are only doing it 2 days a week so it should supply enough activities for an entire school year.
I will be doing the first week so I can get a taste of what it will be like. I am excited to get one of the Things out of my hair for a two hour period. But I am excited to teach the wee ones every once in awhile. All the supplies and activities are already planned and rationed out. Sounds like something I can handle. I just get to host a small throng of children in our humble abode. I am pretty sure I will be appreciating our decision to purchase a thrity dollar couch.
I loved the movie!! I want to see it again!! It was really really fun.
The seven year old we sat next to was commenting the entire time. I laughed so hard in a part that I probably should have paid attention to. You see the movies is long. No it doesn’t drag unless you are seven and waiting for a particular scene then it maybe a wee bit long.
During one of the fight scenes on the beach the little boy next to us says……"When do they fight on the wheel already?" I tried so hard to not laugh. Then…. It came out……. snickers that were so not in the right the timely point of the movie.
We keep saying it over and over. "Yeah, But honey, When are they gonna fight on the wheel??"
So if I see it again I am gonna have to go where there are families with seven year olds in the audience.
Ok so I am not a big fan of cursing myself, but here goes. I have felt remarkably well this pregnancy. Sure I am only two weeks into it. Isn’t it about six weeks everyone starts feeling gross. I am almost there. My body is tired but not like it has been in the past two pregnancies. I was nautious all the time with the other two by now also.
So I am either having the worlds’ easiest start to a first trimester or……I have stepped into the twilght zone where all the tests in the grocery store have a positive result. Or I am gonna have the most miserable last trimester on record. I haven’t even made it to the 10th week mark where we could hear a heart beat. So in the back of my mind there is that dreaded possibility of miscarriage.
Basically, I forget that I am pregnant, expecting or other wise until someone says….so are you excited??? I am pregnant. The biggest thing for me is that my drugs are gone.
About a month ago I applied to transfer schools. I was attending via correspondence and online courses the University of Utah. I got my acceptance letter this week to attend Fall 2006 at Sacramento State University. Drugs and school are like really good friends who hang out and get along together. No Drugs and being pregnant information seems to drop into a dark abyss, only to be found in abundance after the exam. LOL
This should be a fun ride.
"Yo Ho! Yo Ho! a Pirates Life for me"
Today I left the Band and the Things at home so I could go to the farmers market. I love fresh produce during these summer days. Summer squash, cukes, the strawberries, boysenberries, peaches, nectarines, and all the green beans you can eat. They are all in a plentitude this time of year. I tried this morning making "basil Butter"
1/4 cup finely chopped fresh Basil
and Two sticks of butter at room temp.
(This Month’s issue of EVERYDay FOOD!)
Mix all ingredients like it was a Merry stew of flavor. Then take your handy waxpaper or in my case press and seal wrap. Roll into a tube of about 8 inches long and 1inch thick. Then you can cut little pats of butter onto everything.
You can put it on steaks, shrimp, chicken, and of course hot steamy bread. I am going to try it on the stuff I am cooking like veggies.
I got a good recipe for brocolli slaw. And shrimp kabobs. There are so many options for some good summer treats. I promised myself I would eat better. So this week we are combining healthy with just straight up YUMMY.
I have some old and new desert recipes I must delve into. I have to go grocery shopping!! Man what a week this will be!!
It is Friday again and I love giving out my beautiful thumb award. Now whether you like to display it or not is your business. But I love giving the award to bloggers who really inspire me to do something besides sit and eat fudge all day.
Now this Blogger is a funny, most intelligent blogger, and an incredible artist. She makes adorable babies, and is a visibly good mom. I covet her hair and sense of style. She can make a mean cupcake. And if you ask her why she stays at home to be "just a Mom" be ready for a great conversation.
She lives on the other side of the US. She has some funky backgrounds to her blog. I love them.
Let’s give a big whoop and holler to this week’s winner!!
The cable guy, the next door neighbor(who barely speaks english), microwave repair man, the nephew, and any one who randomly drops by at Noon and 9:00pm is bound to hear from Thing 1’s bedroom a sad little boy who has never liked going to bed, beg and plead to be let out of his room so he doesn’t have to go to bed.
Right now it is 9:08 and for three solid minutes he has been utilizing the newest phrase of pitiful yelling….."Help ME!! Help me!! OUT Please!!" Last night he was up until 11pm. Yelling "Way DOWN MOM!" Way down DaD!!" His gentle way of telling us to "Lay down" as he pats his pillow.
Why 11pm you ask? I caved in every ten minutes and entered the room. Three times I had him asleep either in my arms or by my side. As soon as I moved he was up telling me to lay down. How many times do I watch "Super Nanny" and want to reach through the telly and stangle the person who lets their little ones rule the bedtime scene? Last night I kicked myself as I finally hit the pillow around 12:30am.
No longer am I cowering. Tonight I take back my bedtime!! No one tells me when and where to lay down!!
**It is now 9:14pm and there is no sounds coming from the room. I think he is trying to pick the lock. Little does he know that there is a strategically-placed-plastic-device, known as a child proof door handle, implemented to torture small innocent children. MOOOHHAAAA!! It is all fun and games until he figures that his little body weight is the only necessary tool needed to escape. Then we are in trouble.
Ever since he was little he has been a fighter when bedtime is near. We had tried everything, rocking (hated it!! He’s no snuggle bug), patting the back in his crib(hollered until his face went blueish), singing (sent him into crying fits), finally we would lay him down next to us and tell him a story, then tell him what a good boy he was and say goodnight. At which he would holler and protest for about ten minutes and conk out.
Then the move. Oh where did the routine go? Where did the nice goodnights go? I could be we just haven’t unpacked that box yet. No I have let somethings go, slide, slack if you will.
** 9:36pm and there is no sounds, no picking, no rustling. He is out!! FINALLY!! OH yes!!
OK I was trying to find the phone to pick it up. Then I decided to screen the call and listen to the message.
Here is how It went.
"Hey Murray, this is Bob and I am calling you just to wish you Happy Birthday. I sent you a card in the mail, but I am not sure it got to you in time because of the holidays and all. Well hope you have a great day."
So basically Murray where ever you are. Bob is not a jerk. He did call you on your birthday. He didn’t send a late birthday card. He was thinking about you on your special day.
I like to try new recipes. Especially when I am hungry I like to try new things. This looked like it would fit into my new strategy really well. It is called TACO SOUP. I had read this post some time ago and I was really excited to see such an easy recipe. I bought all the stuff and stored it away for an easy quick meal to try out.
Then I couldn’t remeber who wrote about the recipe. After searching on bloglines for about three seconds I found it.
Then I get all my meat together.
Next I get all the cans out and discovered my first block…….
No CAN OPENER.
I have lived in my house for two weeks cooking and preping food and have yet to open a can!! Amazing.
Me: I don’t have a can opener. Can you pick one up on your way home?
Band: Oh sure. I can’t believe we don’t have a can opener.
Me: I know but now I need one bad.
Ten minutes goes by…..
I can’t handle it. I break into the tool drawer. Look what I found!! A CAN OPENER!!
Then I realize I can only make this shape with this can opener……
Don’t worry I checked for any shrapnel before I served it to my wee ones.
The taco soup was wonderful. So good infact I am having it for lunch tomorrow. So good it mad Thing 1 say and I quote "umm umm Mummies!" Thanks to this Blogger.
Me: Never mind about the can opener. I got it.
Don’t mess with me when I am hungry!! LOL
In therory I do enjoy the list of things to do. I enjoy when there is a day where I am checking off an amazing amount of items I had listed. Without Ritalin the lists get longer the sluge and muck pile up faster and it takes a small modern miracle to get three things done.
I really love to get organized, clean, and take care of my family it is just a significant challenge not being medicated.
1. Simplify. I am cutting all possible corners.
2. Modify. My enviornent to be user friendly as possible.
3. Destroy. All unnecessary and unwanted distractions.
Could this be applied to any other strategy other than cleaning…. Possibly. Shoe hangers on the back of my Thing 1’s door act as a small toy holder. I am working on his closet organization.
I love children’s books but book storage is not a favorite list item for me. I am trying to find a fun creative way to store them out of reach so they don’t end up everywhere, after or before naps. I am happy that my son is so enthused about being literate one day. I just wish he would focus that energy into potty training. Put that back on the list of things to do…..purchase more undies for small bum.
New strategy we will see how it works this month.
Officially ready. Ready to look and absorb new books and reread scripture all about the Savior’s life. I think during my life I have studied in one way or another about the The Christ. This next couple of months I am dedicating my reading to the life of the Savior. I will read some books and reread scripture that has been written about the life of the Savior. I love good stories, well written fiction, but I am ready for some heavier stuff.
From July-September I am gonna do some searching about the King of All Kings. I hope to understand better what His life was all about, along with the prophecies, and parables he gave.
Yesterday is kind of a blur. But here is how I remeber it……
-Band: "Honey that test would be accurate now. Just take the test and get it over with."
- Me: "I already found out I am not three days ago. That should have been plenty of time to register the line on the test. I am not pregnant."
-Band: "Do you have to pee?"
-Me: "No, but I will in ten minutes."
-Band: "Just take the test."
- Me: "Ok."
Sitting on the plastic seat. I finish peeing on the stick and stare hard at the little line that isn’t being colored in. -oh- Suddenly a tiny hand comes from nowhere and taps the test out of my grasp. It was precariously being dangled over the toilette while I was examining the result line. Sploosh! Yuck! Without really being fully conscious of my actions…. I fetched the lost item with my hand. Double Yuck!! Just then I look at the test and it is positive.
That can’t be right. It can’t be positive!! Stupid toilette water, who knows what chemicals are in toilette water these days. Ugh.
-Me: "Yeah, can you stop off and get a pregnancy test? La La knocked this one into the toilette and it says it is positive."
-Band: "Yeah Ok. Did you say it was positive?"
-Me: "Yeah, but it fell in the toilette!! It isn’t accurate anymore!!"
-Band:"Sure I will stop off. See ya."
-Me:" K-Love you Bye."
I took only two more tests until I finally came to terms with the result.
We are officially expecting "the FISH".
Feburary, March, or April?? Who knows! I am just excited to get some B**bies back. I had just started research on breast augmentation for my 30th birthday. Instead I get a baby for being thirty for at least a month!! And some ta-tas that a stripper would be proud of. Leaky ones but hey they are boobies and they stick around for at least six months!! By then I could be sick of them and really want my "nearly A" breasts back.
So bring on the exhaustion, morning sickness, soar boobs, and the mood swings I am ready for it! Well honnestly ready or not it is comming. I just have to give up my morning pick me up of ritalin. No more clarity of mind for me for at least another year or so…..
Why is the phrase "Keep your hands and arms inside the ride at all times" continually running through my head right now??
I did scrub the daylights out of my hands before picking up the phone or the test again.
This week’s flip is going to someone who has always done some spectacular thing or another in her blogging. She is another very famous blogger. Lately she has had some struggles that are being posted like all of our struggles into the air where real people and real responses come from nowhere into our homes and lives.
This blogger is the "balancer" I wish I could be. She is taking on challenges I can only pray don’t come onto my plate. She has such a bright and cheery blog that hosts the SAY WHAT? game and all it’s glorious winners.
She is hilarious and really brings a smile day. Thanks for blogging, creating, and sharing your fun stuff with the rest of blogdom.
This week’s blogger is……
I have a friend that was in Scouts with me about three months ago. We have changed congrigations -wards. And she is in the new one. On one of her walls sits a block of wood with lettering on it. It said:
Family Home Evening Song Prayer Scripture Lesson Closing Prayer
I am pretty stoked about this idea cause her other wood Plaque says…
The Gathering Place
Around the dining room table. I love this idea.
Still no color chosen for the kitchen I am taking some pent up aggression out today on the wallpaper. Any one want to have a painting party?
The move really has taken a secret tole on my psychy. I am sure there is a whole new crop of white hairs in my already salt and peppered head. There are big blank walls of whiteness I need filling. I am unsure how to fill them. They are like white paper perfectly untouched, beautiful white paper. I don’t want to write on the paper nor do I want to decorate. I do have a health fear of my taste changing and I won’t like the arrangement of frames and the photos I put in them for longer than a two week period. (Any one noticed how many Template changes I have had lately?) I lost count.
SOoooo… Stress. It is a matter of admitting that you are and then taking care of the stress right?? Wrong for me it is a good healthy run in the morning to keep sanity in my firm grasp all the day long. That starts tomorrow. LOL
I started putting all DVDs in a Cd holder. Thanks Works for Me Wednesday I am loving scaling down. And I purchased a real labler. I labled all the CD holder sleeves and slapped those puppies in there!! What a great way to save space. Sure I will be searching for the right pockets for awhile but bam they are at least in a compact space and easy to find.
In the labler there were "helpful tips for household uses" One of the tips included labeling all the areas of your kitchen. UMMMMMM if you are waking up ever morning and reaching for a spoon for your cereal and the conversation you have with yourself sounds like this…..
"Aaaahhh…. Sp….. spoo….spoons. There they are!! Just like the lable says."
Huston there is a way, way Bigger problem.
In other news…….
We are finally over the biting stage with Thing 1 now we are on to scratching. BOOooo!! He is just so darn cute and sweet when he gets punished. We usually send him to his room and tell him he can’t play with La La if he is gonna hurt her. This gets him pretty upset. And he cries. He’ll start yelling
"Sawweee LA LA!"
With in a few seconds we here "Sweet Boy! SWEET BOY!!"
He knows just how to play the right tune of whine and plead.
Here is La La before the move. Such a happy girl!
A little history:
For those who don’t know…. the flip up was created during the first part of the year and is one of my favorite things about bloggin. I have been on the look out for many bloggs of all shapes and sizes. I have found some truely funny, to the serious to the ridiculous because of this award.
It all started as I was remembering back to the elementary days of my youth. We had a Friday Flip-up day. This was where all the little boys went around and flipped up the skirts of all the little girls in our first grade class. I hated wearing a dress so I didn’t have many tramatic fridays in first grade. But there were some little gals who have probably repressed some major memories of fridays gone by.
This week I would like to give this award a blogger that helped me get started. She has helped many a moms start blogging. She is famous in the MOM blogosphere. Funny, witty, full of great ideas, inspirational, and she creates her own words. She is on almost all blogrolls I have seen. She has hosted the Tip Tuesday for as long as I have been reading.—around November 2005. She has great shots of her kids and the stories behind them are "a riot". She has a sister who was the first winner of the Friday Flip up over at One woman’s World.
This Blogger has made her blog a safe place for great discussion, exchange of ideas, and helps for moms and families literally everywhere! I was refered to her through my sister-in-law who doesn’t have kids and yes she is still hooked.
I am excited to give this award this week to……
Ok it is five thirteen and counting. My wee ones are in bed all tucked in for a very late afternoon nap. I am shocked how well they are sleeping. Tonight will be a long night. We were going to vacation in Yellowstone with my Band’s family but my Mother-in-Law went for a Liver biopsy that went bad. She is not doing so good. They seem to have nicked something on the second entry as they didn’t take enough tissue on the first try. No Bueno.
My inlaws are intown trying to help my Father-inlaw cope and get ready to put the house on the market to sell. I have always been so impressed how my Band’s family pulls together and helps out in times of crisis.
My Band and the rest of the crew are busy moving stuff, painting, flooring, and having an "extreme makeover moment". Thus the music tension releases have been really useful. I am still sitting infrount of the worst design of all time wallpaper. I just have a hard time getting the start button going for the project. I need an easy button for this one, and I know it doesn’t exist. Wallpaper on Drywall= suck out motivation to start project.
My children have been doing some cute things lately. Their uncle has come over and Thing 1 calls him
So now he calls out for Uncle when Mommy and Daddy want to put him to bed.
The little town we live in I swear just may combust as we are to have 110 degrees visit us in all their scorching glory. I don’t want to even move. Our air conditioner has been trying to survive as my Thing 1 loads it with small pebbles he has found in the back yard. He no doubt loves the curplunk sound as the fan hits these small yet destructive new toys.
Having two kids has been an ajustment. I think I have been doing pretty well these last couple of months. The diaper changes for both children are getting farther and farther apart so we can go out for longer trips. Just as I adjust to two my excitement for new furniture, new place, new everything blinds the area of "the third". Yeah I am Satan on wheels when I am taking any sort of hormone based B*C*. So we have depended on the LEAST effective method. It has worked wonders for us THUS FAR. I am not sure I can handle "the THIRD" coming to visit our house. I would have to change my blog code names for the children. In the story there was no Thing 3. Just a fish. ……Hmmmmmm I am thinking she/he may be offended when it finds out it has been called "the fish".
I have this well built in Phobia of having more kids before we were ready. Esp. with our choice of B*C*. Every month I run myself to the drug store and pick me up a tester. This month has been no exception. Only this month I firmly believe that "the third" is on the way. NO Bueno. It isn’t like we don’t have the room, or the stuff to have a nother bundle I am just not mentally ready yet. I keep telling myself
"It is all in your head. Every month for the last 15 months you have been thinking your are Pregnant."
"You totally aren’t expecting"
"There is only a 1 in Four chance of having a baby if you have sex while ovulating anyways."
These small pep talks are helpful until the first week of July when I am expecting my period. If it comes great if it doesn’t therapy sessions here I come!! Life with out persciption meds is a lonely life. Thank goodness for professionals that are there to help you along!!
I took a stress management about two years ago at ‘the University’ one of the chapters was dedicated to the Music Therapy. This is the list of slap-me-into-a-great-mood songs.
1. Beck -Two turn tables and a Microphone.
2. Jack Johnson & Black eyed peas- Gone, Going (Choreography done by the Band)
3. MC Hammer-2 Legit to quit
4. Summer time- Mungo Jerry
5. Get this party started- Black Eyed Peas
6. Paula Abdul- Straight Up (This has definate sixth grade memories attached to it)
7. The Eagles greatest hits
8. Jack Johnson- Bubbley Toes
9. Gretchen Wilson- Red Neck Woman
10. House of Pain- Jump around (this would always help me to get my groove on at the School dances)
11. Niddy Griddy Dirt Band - Fishin in the Dark (I have lost the ability to do the dance that goes along with this. I am stricken with sadness:( )
12. The Electric SLIDE- by the Gap Band (I do remember the dance to this one!!) "boogie-woogie"
My eyes are blurring must go to sleep…..continue list tomorrow….
I have noticed an extreme decline in visitors to the bloggy lately. This month has been pretty low on the stat counter of how many hits I have gotten.
Weird thing is I am liking it. It is allowing me some space to start letting go and really write about what is going on and not what I think will be a "good post". In other words this blog is changing to be all about what I want to write about and not what I think will be "cool". I have recently lost that flavor that I call my own in my writing. I have so much going on right now and I would like to preserve it for myself and my family.
The really fun thing is I get to read and comment on other’s blogs. It is like having the best of both worlds. I had thought of just creating a new blog and writing the things I felt deeply about and be excited that no one read it. Then it could just be for me.
Now that I am skimming down on the readers I can loosen up and just start writing with my gut. So here I go…… ready or not.
I have some serious hideous wallpaper to take down.
"Oh that looks lovely I would like my kitchen done it that color."
We are renting I know but to wake up and be cheery is almost impossible while looking at this…. the latter one is in our bathroom. Making that room not as relaxing as it could be. I am thrilled that what ever we do to the place is given to us in a deduction of rent. Our land lady rules.
So now the question is which color do I select?
The carpet is a grey blue hue. Our couch is sage(more on that to come). and the chairs are green around the dining table.
I am getting sick of green but it is ok. We have only owned used couches. I am ok with that because we use the money on things I like to buy. With this move we knew we’d be purchasing couches again. We had assumed we were buying new couches, only this move happened a wee bit fast so we took the money we had and bought things for the house.
Items on the need to buy list as we moved out….
1. Washer and Dryer -This took presidence over the couch. I am a launderholic.
2. The couch
3. Dining room table and chairs
4. New Matress and box spring
1. I didn’t need new. Just working condition. 150.00 later I have a washer and dryer.
2. The couch was a fun find. Craig’s list helped us out. We found the best comfy couch ever. and we found our third used green couch. 30.00 oh Yeah baby!!
3. The dining room table and chairs is the one that has taken some time energy and frankly has ben a pain in my bum bum. We found a table that was a sturdy "HONEY PINE" and I sanded it and stained it. —No not evenly— not even close. The table top and legs are two different shades of stain at this point. After sanding and sanding…. I called it good and just lackered the sucker. It is a dark in places masterpiece until we can get another real one
4. Still in the market for new matress and box spring. I cannot stomach getting that used. Just. CAN’T. Do.IT.
I have not done a flip for a good while. So this week’s flip goes to someone who has really been a fun read. She gives awards! And People You know how I love awards!! She is famous for an "infamous incedent at work" and she has some fun hair shots as of late.
She is working on her template and so if you have some SkillZ this is a shout out for some help. She is a brave soul who has just recently taken up going back to school. I am pretty impressed with this Mom, student, cousin, and all around great writer. Oh and if you would like to have the greatest neighbor you will have to move to her neighborhood, her house and kids are magnets for fun times and all day adventures To her shagrin. She takes it with style and grace, only she can pull off. I have been one BIG fan for all my bloggin days.
This week’s flip Goes too……………..
If you love this gal too!! Which is your favorite "Kristen Post"?? Let me know I would like to read the ones I have maybe missed.
And Kristen thanks for sharing your great blog!!
I did it. Finally signed myself up for a class so every week I go and stretch out in my very own Yoga class. I am pumped!! It is only on Thursday nights. I am just excited to leave the house with no one to get out of a car seat.
I have noticed lately in my conversations and online I am kinda whiny about having the kids to tote everywhere. I really love my kids. I love having snuggle times, meal times, bath time, and all the time. I guess we have been out in the shopping world a we bit too much these couple days. Shopping and children= no Bueno mood control for MAMA.
Have to find phone service.
The day time binki habit is over. Find enough fun things to do and you have no problem with the binki. The night time wean is a different scene altogether. The past couple of days have been rough.
We tried the BINKI Fairy story to help wean Thing 1 off a binki. (Super Nanny Idea). The Idea of giving the binkis are great until the bed time without binki occurs.
then the following conversation comences:
JD: We put all the binkis for the binki fairy to get. She is giving them to the babies!
thing 1: No No babies get binkis!! ME binki!! BINKI!!
JD: They are all gone! They are going with the Binki Fairy!!
Thing 1: NOOOOOOO! BINKI.
Mind you this was at 10:00 pm and he normally keals over at 8:30-9pm.
He was over the fun and looking to just go to sleep. Long story short. 10:30 rolled around and Thing 1 was snuggled quietly with his blanket and Binki, sleeping soundly.
This may be the hardest part of being a mom thus far for me. And we are going through a "I like to bite my sister" phase. Yeah, pretty sure binki weaning stinks!!
The LIE: "I lost all the binkis"
I predict an acute, sharp, stabbing pain to be felt in my heart, and a look from Thing 1 that says…
There is this thing called Craigs List. I am in love with Craigs list. We have been putting off the purchase of some major appliances/furniture items until we were ready to move. The answer is Craig’s list.
It is a local u pick it up and you call to barder on the price. I am shocked how much of the things we need are in plenty in the used area. If you go on the site and only see things in the San Fransisco area just click on the title Craigslist. Then it will pop up all the cities that have a list for you.
Need an item don’t want to pay for it?? Bam!! there is a free list. You can tell how tight for money your city is when there is only FREE DIRT listed on the free list. LOL
Oh my Band asked about the wall paper for me!! Oh yeah baby I get to take it down! Our landlord would just like to preapprove the next selection. We will cross that bridge when we get there.
Oh happy day!! It is moving day!!
In other news, you know you are a MOM when….
There are so many things I need to catch up on.
FIRST: The Move
This has been one of those projects talked about in the prior post.
We have been living with our wonderful inlaws for some time and now it is time to say ttfn and move our bum to a humble little place of our own. I am going to miss some key things here in this house.
1. Grandma and Grandpa. Seeing them all the time. I have really started to take it for granted.
2. The conversations on child raising, faith, work, school, marriage, that you have with the "more experienced" (AKA old.) Just kidding Pappa.
3. Modleing new clothes bought.
4. Having someone who knows all there is to know about cooking, sewing, and kids.
5. Family dinners out.
6. Family dinners on special occasions, or not special occasions.
7. Working in the Yard.
9. Breakfasts in the middle of the day.
10. Smart mouth old Irish man complaining about "Bloody Teenagers" all the time.(explanation upon request only)
11. Having a wealth of knowledge to draw from on gospel topics.
12. Walks with Thing 1 and Thing 2 in the wagon.
13. More witnesses to the firsts in the kids lives.
I better stop before I totally bawl.
Why are we giving up all these wonderful things?
1. To walk around naked in our houses.
Note: We are totally excited to get into our own place. The move starts tonight!! I am not sure when our internet connection will be up and running. We will see how the next week goes.
***There is wall paper in the dining room that needs to go. Pink stripes, with flowers is killing the motivation to decorate already. Must hold on to the hope that the landlord didn’t put it in just before we saw the place. I am scared to ask if we can take it out. But, my discust outweighs my fear in this situation. I ask tonight if the wall paper can come down.
I am going to take a break from writing for a while. I have some projects that need my attention this summer and I love this blog as a distraction. I am going to step away from the laptop for awhile.
No this doesn’t mean that I am done visiting and commenting on other bloggys.
Warning: I have never been very good at pulling myself away from writing of any sort. In other words I could just be back this afternoon, but I do need down time from blog world. So ttfn. See Ya. Knock yourself out reading the archives, and the previous blog.
I am taking a summer vacation.
Ring Ring!! fifth time that day…..
"Um is JD there??" a shy timid voice of a 5th grader picks up the phone.
"I got it mom I will take it up stairs in the office!" I say as I try to hide the fact there is a boy calling for me …..again.
"yeah this is JD." I say as I close the door.
"Yeah….. um Brian is wondering if you……um……want to go out with him," ( The name of the other boy is lost in a sea of fifth grade memories.
"Oh yeah tell him I will go out with him…." I said and nervously hung up the phone.
Brian Hensil was pretty built for his age. He as I remeber had some seriously large teeth. I am a big tooth person. We went out for a couple of week until we both for got we were "going out". We were so happy in our relationship that we never broke up!! To this day I believe the rules are if you don’t break up you are still going out.
Does any one have the official rule book for fifth grade crushes??? Before I married The Band, I told him I was still "going out" with someone. I have had no contact with Brian since my Freshman year of High School where we never talked and he was still ripped. That was 13 or so years ago. I wonder if he has married and told his wife he is still going steady with me??
Brian if you are out there I am happily married an have two beautiful children. Our relationship has really been low maintenance. Hope your life has been as fufilling in every aspect as mine. I think this would be a good time though to break things off. I hope we can still be friends. It is me! Not you. And you will be happier with a single gal I am sure.
FYI: I just bought one of those shredded Beef Jerky in a Skoal like can….at our local gas station. So many memories, so little bloggy.
I am so sad I didn’t think of this Blog title when I was naming my bloggy. First off I know it is late to post this and many people are on Date Night. But I am so excited about giving this award away!!
This blogger is awe inspiring she reminds me of the fun and precious times before children came into our world. She makes loving life look like second nature. I am thinking of the statement "Carpe Diem"– Jeese that is just cheesey I know, but folks it is such a great blog. CHeck it out!! She really is journaling the great stuff and making it so fun to read in the process. I love her Wednesday Cooking Mini show. She has giving me the motive to stop nuking the freezer food for a night or two. –That is saying a lot here!!–
This week’s flip is someone I read and have read for along time. And it goes to…..
If you are a reader let me know what you love about her too!! If you are not GET OVER THERE!!
Ok This is a writing exercise I found to be kinda quarky. But you begin by just writing what ever comes to your mind –anything for a whole fifteen minutes. This could get really long. So here goes
I am going to focus on cleaning my house today. What part… Um let’s just say my room is cyclone and tornado warning worthy. I have some new fabric softener to encourage my laundry drugery into completion.
Under my nightstand needs a good going through the crap that is under there. I know I need to find a spot for my art supplies and projects. It is something I love to do when I have time. Lately that is a luxury that I am short on.
Thing 1 has been taking his nap like normal but I am waking him up early. He can only have a 1-1/2 hour nap now. He is just waking the household up too early. I would like to believe he could just climb into bed with us. I am pretty sure he would for 5 minutes and then wreak havock on the neighborhood.
My thoughts have been weird lately. In my head I have wondered how to creat my own closet organizers using the shelf and hanger bar that was pulled out of a different closet. So I would have to create some way to fit the wood under neath the old bar and shelf. That made no sense. If I really do it I will take some pictures.
Then I am regressing to not shaving my legs. I am wondering if the hair will actually curl when it grows out. I seem to cut myself more these days than I ever have in the past. That can’t be good. Maybe it is the brand of razor. Bic wasn’t ever known for high quality I guess.
I need to stop eating sugar cereal. Lucky charms, Trix, and Coco Puffs are some of the latest weaknesses. Ready to stop for a good month. I wonder if that will make a difference in my morning jolt of energy.
Mopping is something that will ever escape how I am to do it easily. I don’t like to mop or clean my kitchen floor. I am waiting for a hard wood floor. That is when I will be able to just clean with ease LOL. Mean while I bought PineSol that is smells like oranges. I hope that will encourage the mopping to get completed. Maybe I can get Thing 1 to be a MOPPER kid.
This is a phase I know…… But I am going to milk it for all that it is worth.
When is posting considered too much??
This is the last of the few I have put up today.
When I started blogging I promised myself I would never go here. I would not totally express the true inner me. I would give light antedotes and keep it fun and LIGHT. This is not what I had in mind. I PROMISE. I just need to get this experience on "the record".
Ok Yesterday, I attended church. At church I work in the Library where I run a lot of copies and hand out the materials that we store in the library. Ok…. I am the assistant Librarian. I work with the cutest little lady and on this paticular day the copier ran out of toner. 1. It was a chore to find the spare toner while she was changing the toner she shook ink all over herself. 2. I had Thing 2 with me as she is often fussy with other people.
I came into inspect the progress of the changing of the toner. The room the copier is in is small. Like 4x10 feet and is surrounded on three sides with cupboards. My daughter (in my arms), The Libriarian, and the gentle man (that was helping out with the toner and getting his copies), were all in this small room. I came around behind them as to get a better look, really to see if there was anything I could be of help with.
And then it happened…….Now I may lose some valued readers (AKA my family members) with this confession…. but here goes.
I passed gas. That is right I FARTED!! I thought it was just one of those "rose-bummed" ones. Quietly going undetected, as all mine usually do unless I am in a contest of some sort. Alas, I was wrong. I have this weird cycle of gas. 90 percent they are no disruption to my day. Then there is the ten percent*** they are distressing. Not to me so much as other people. This was a definite 10 percenter.
Then I quickly started to leave the room as I notice that the air and the poor gentleman’s face are the same color green.
Quietly to my daughter I whisper just loud enough for the party in the copy room to hear me say…..
"Oh Sweet heart, You have got some stinky pants! Let’s go take care of those."
I am so ashamed!! Shifting blame for my inappropriateness?? How could I? Then leading the others to believe that it was my sweet baby that could produce "bad air" such as that.
I can only say….. Sorry.
*** While dating: I passed gas in a video store that had maybe 3 people in it at the time. My date (now my husband) walked past me in the only, lonley isle and surprisingly said, "was that YOU??" There was an epiphany expression as though he had connected all prior foul smelling moments of the evening with me….. once again, Sorry.
My good friend and I have been planning a birthday party for out little one year old’s for-ever. We both didn’t have it planned for either of the girls’ birthdays so we kept putting it off until the weather was friendly. In my small town the weather has been down right nasty. Up until this week. We have had some rather "Springish" weather.
So we.threw a party! A huge bash filled with pinatas that were not in the shape of a tiger, pin the crown on the princess, and side walk chalk drawings. We hosted the party at the park where minimal clean up was required, and I was sugar full by the end of the two hours. My children were all played out and tired really tired. I couldn’t have asked for any thing better.
Were some of the highlights….
I recieved a letter last week from The MAMA. She gave me the letter "N"
So ten things that start with "n"
1. Naked- I always try to find an occasion where I can use this word as it was truely intended to be used…… pronounced forcibly like NEccccc ED!! Yes, this was the first word that popped in to my head.
2. Nostalgia- Funny inside joke from the first two years of marriage with my band.
3. Neccos- there are so many memories of my Mom and her weird obsession with this candy.
4. Nope- A common word around here. Esp. when Thing 1 asks for candy for dinner.
5. "Nunny"-coined by Thing 1 this is his version of MONEY. How right he is sometimes "NONEY"
6. Nicene Creed- Just watched the "CODE" it has a whole new meaning now.
7. Nuts- Referring to the wasabe roasted almonds by Diamond they are extremely hot and delicious.
8. Nutter Butters- These are popular. I can’t figure out why.
9. NOID- Remember the Dominos noid guy?? Ok that just dated me bad.
10. Nemo- The play-it-again favorite for the past couple of days. Second to Chicken Little.
This was pretty fun.
Brought to you by the letter N.
The other week I wrote my goals down.
This week I am continuing.
1. Bike ride 1 time this week
2. Walk with babies
3. Cook 4 meals
4. Bake Bread( this afternoon I think I will check that off)
5. Finish P&P.
6. Take thing 1 nap away. He hasn’t been going down to bed until 9-9:30 and waking up at 6:30am. No bueno.
I am illiminating the Yoga goal for this week. I’ll pick it up next week.
This week’s Flip is a good one and one of my recent finds. She has some great ideas and has the same blog ideal that I look high and low for. Sharing ideas…..
She has gotten my vacume to smell better as I do my favorite chore. I am hooked on this one like so many other bloggys. But she has some really cool projects and crafty inspiring tricks.
This week’s blogger is
Check her OUT!!
Why do I have to wait to read my beloved book I recieved in the mail a couple of days ago? What book you ask….. why it is the complete Jane Austen collection.
You see I watched a certain movie called Pride and Prejudice two weeks ago. Since then have seen it another time followed by the four hour or so version done by A&E. Now I am reading chapter 13 of the book and I am anxious to finish.
I am really obsessed. When I said something about the movies to my friend she flipped and said she had totally read the book in two days!!And wants to watch this "four hour version".( It may be longer it wasn’t long enough though!!) I giggled. What is it about this book??? It is OLD, like really old. And still wildly popular.
Picked up a new book called, "The Toddler’s Busy Book", by Trish Kuffner. Man where was this book like a year ago!!?? it has 365 games and activities to do with your 1.5 year old to three year old.
So here is a sample from page 28.
Before taping your floor or carpet,test the tape on a small area to make sure it can be removed. Leaving the tape on the floor for more than a day may also make it gummy and difficult to remove
Use Masking tape on your floor or carpet to create an indoor roadway for small cars. Very young children will enjoy a simple roadway to run their cars along. Other children may enjoy adding parking lots, shops, and schools or accessorizing with doll houses, toy people, or plasitc animals.
This is where DYM could pass down her secrets for getting great parking spots to us and Lalee (Tee HEE!)
I will be putting in some more as I try them out!! Ok probably not. Like the New Vocab word idea many posts back
- My vocabulary is still quite…..reprehensible, lascivious, ribald, and execrable. -
The things I love about being MOM
1. Watching the kids learn new things everyday.
2. Introducing them to new foods.
3. Snuggles before bed.
4. Reading books.
5. Smiles in the morning
6. After bath smell.
7. Soft baby skin.
8. Helping them learn to walk.
9. Messy little faces.
10. Little fingerprints.
11. Baby food.
12. Playing on the swings.
13. All night scrapbooking nights.
14. Pictures ,pictures, and more pictures…..
List of things I will be post poning for motherhood.
1. Having double B’s (Big Bo*bs) After breastfeeding I was left with deflated water balloon sized….. Well you get it.
2. Going to the bathroom, shower, car, bedroom, garage, backyard, or anywhere really by myself.
3. Eating warm food.
4. Career(this is by choice, not consequence)
5. Dinning out in fancy resturants.
6. Out of the country travel.
7. Going into the FBI. (really contemplated this once in my not so distant past.)
8. Driving like a maniac.
9. Owning a motorcycle.
10. Building my Cabin in the mountains before building my house.
I love being a Mom. I am really excited about the things I get to do…..to be continued….
This week there is a cool Blogger that I would like to introduce……She is and amazing artist. She is a talented writer and I have lurked for weeks on her blogg. She has an adorable family and is doing renovations on her home. I am pretty impressed with the idea of her notebooks flying around the country being written in and then sent on.
I go to her sight for creative spark lighting. She has inspired many a posts. She just got hired to a new posistion.
This week’d flip goest to….
Don’t ask me how I found her I think on someone’s links. Check out her Photography and art. She is awesome!!!
New talents I never thought I would aquire….Thanks to Mother Hood.
-Awaking at any hour of the night and being able to find a binki, make a bottle, or give the correct dosage of medicine. Ect.
-Applying makeup in the car. Sometimes over the old makeup I was too exhausted to take off the night before.
-Breastfeeding. This still shocks me that they feed off my own body!!
-Dressing children for church that starts at 9am in the morning.
-Washing insane amounts of clothes.
-Cooking (Just ask the Band how much I have improved. But I still occasionally burn toast.)
-Bathing when only absolutely necessary(this usually means 2-3pm daily-during naps)
-Being thrown up on and not even gagging. I am not sure anyone else but my children could do this. No I am not willing to test the theory.
-I could play professional soccer with all the practice I get kicking canned goods so they stop rolling down the grocery store isle.
-I can now set a schedule and maintain it with ease.
-Photos with my digital camera.
-Sewing PJ’s, Blankets, and Pencil cases.
-Eating large amounts of cereal Fruity O’s if you must know is this week’s fav.
There are so many more. Notice patience is still not listed. I was cleaning out my kid’s room- The room Thing 2 has yet to sleep in for an week straight - & I came across their baby blessing outfits.
**These are when they are newly born and recieve a blessing in our church. They are customarily wearing white. AND tiny.
Instantly I was hit with the pangs of Baby HUNGER!! The little fingers and toes nuzzled close to your cheek. The way they curl up so softly into a ball and rest on your chest. Infant clothes, Breastfeeding, warm squishy scentless pooh in tiny diapers. The new baby smell. Night time sink baths. The naps. Oh, the many many naps with out fighting. Whispy, tiny eyelashes. Bright blue eyes. Hand socks that prevent them from scratching themselves.
(Distant, faint, growing louder)
Thing 1: "No! NO! NO! La-LA!! MINE!!!"
*And baby hunger satisfied.*
On with the cleaning, organizing, and straightening.
I have been blogging for five months and have been only tagged three times!! I am not really crying just kind of love it when I get tagged.
I would like to create my own meme.
Two for Togetherness.
2 things you compliment your husband on while in his presence.
1. His eyes.
2. His wit.
2 compliments you make about your spouse to your friends about your spouse.
1. He is such a hard worker.
2. He is the best Dad.
2 traits you married him/her for.
1. His love. (There are too many to just do two.)
2. His humor.
2 Days you charished the most with your husband being together.
1. Our wedding day.
2. The birth of our son&daughter.(Yeah that is cheating but I am the maker of the MEME!!)
2 Material things you could give your husband if you just inherited a fortune.
1. Hummer(yellow) or Tacoma(Red)
2. Outdoor backpacking company.
2 things you would miss the most if she/he left for two weeks.
1. Belly laughter at 2am.
2. Chick flick movie nights.
2 thoughts that crossed your mind when you first met/saw your spouse.
1. Curly hair, My daughters could have dark curly hair.( I am such a giggly girl. Still am, can’t help it.)
2. Talking to him is so comfortable.
2 favorite dates
1. First Date (Ode to the stir)
2. Second date (First kiss and…. Disneyland.)***Not that the rest haven’t been good. Just they lead to so many good times. That still continue today.****
2 funny odd things you love.
1. His small wrists
2. His dimple in his….. Chin. LOL.
2 two places you have lived with your spouse.
2. Salt Lake City, Utah
2 favorite Vacations
2. Colorado (his buddy’s wedding)
I would like to Tag the following…..
Diary of the Nello
Rocks in My Dryer(Shannon)
I was tagged and did that meme in the past so here is the LINK. If I didn’t tag you please Do the meme and let me know I will come and see!!
Scene set up: Wal-mart,1 cart, groceries, and odds and ends.
Characters: Myself, two small chittlens.
Shopping have to dos.
1. Place things that can break, crack, or bruise, easily underneath cart.
2. Every five minutes pull Thing 1 out of cart to push his sister ( He referes to this by saying "poo LA LA!!" incesently louder with each repeat.)
3. Watch the ground for things being thrown out of the cart by Thing 2 as I place things into the cart.
Patience and I are not really close friends. Let that be known before I continue the story.
The most dreaded part is waiting in line to pay and put everything back into the cart you just vacated to place on a machanical belt to purchase said items. This is where the begging the pleading and the shouting mainly takes place for my wee chittlens.
Thing 2 wants to vacate the cart like the groceries have. The fear of abandonment is strong with this one.(add Yoda voice here.)Then Thing 1 would like very much to push the cart into as many old people as possible.(We almost lost dear Mrs. Tuddle, death by carting)
As we entered the parking lot I decide that I can hold my son’s hand and push the cart at the sametime. Yes I do have the coordination skills necessary, the attention to detail however is lacking.
We make it successfully into the cross walk, and off into the lane of cars lined up happily at 45 degree angled slots. My son all the while singing Puu LA-LA, PU La-la. When suddenly a major purchase falls from beneath the cart storage area, and lodges itself under the wheels. This jolts my trolly full of goodies to an abrupt halt.
A nice gentleman pulls the box from underneath the wheels and returns it to it’s place. I am trying to now hold my two year old and continue pushing the cart. There is something magic about the age two and my son. He hates to be held for longer than 1.5 seconds (The exact amount of time it takes to plant a big smoocher on his forhead.) And would like to what?? What ???? PUUUUU LAAAAA-LAAAAA!!!
Just then one of the gallons of milk falls from my cart. Not from very far mind you, it was underneath the cart too.(Thing one is figuring out how to pull the caps off and those plastic things that hold them on when milk is new!!) So no harm done, I just have to bend, push cart and retrieve my fallen milk, while holding THING 1. Not good.
Milk - back in the cart next to Thing 2, who now has a gallon on both sides of her, keeping her legs cool. Thing 1 pushing La La.
Now where the HE__ is my CAR! I am already half way up the lane I thought I parked only to find out that the car I thought was mine wasn’t!!
I looked around me to find any vehicle that looked familuar. Still walking mind you. Then I remember I have the "other" car. Spot it three isles down and start the treck. Put the bounty in the trunk, kids in their carseats and …. aaaaaawwwwhhhh I slowly walk my cart back to the corral. Savoring the weight of quiet that hit me. I take a slow deep breath and pause as open my car door. My eyes glass over.
I enter the car. I straighway start dishing out snacky goods just purchased to the wee ones. I am now in my own little world filled with Frank Senatra music and wondering what was next on the list today. As I hear my Thing 2’s voice produce a part-confused-part-frustrated-mixed with one cup pleading, I snap out of it and realize I have stuffed three mini-marshmellows into my own mouth instead of her out streatched hand.
I think it may just be a matter of time before the commercial starts out with the mother having a complete breakdown in the parking lot and the announcer saying "Yes, there is a Visine for that." Hopefully I can get the one laced with a small sedative.
Until that day, my childeren will be amazed when they wake up in the morning the shelves and refridge have all been restocked with food. 24 hour grocery stores Here I COME!!
"What has passed and cannot be prevented should not be grieved for."
-Big Elk, Maha Chief, From the Common Book of Prose, 1830
I am pretty you didn’t come across the deadly combo of Chittlens plus Wal-Mart, Chief.
In the land of small townism there lived a small boy who loved to wear his new hat. It was a striking red in color. He donned it while sleeping, while playing outdoors, and watching Thomas the Tank Engine.
He says, "Hat on!" running to the place that I have tried to put it out of his reach.
"EEEEESSSSSEEE?" he pleads.
Sigh… I thought it was just the shoes. His dad will love the new addition.
1. Renew old friendship.
2. Organize baby’s room
3. Yoga tape at least 2 times durring the week
4. Scrapbook Thing 2’s birthday shots.
5. Cook at least 4 dinners this week.
6. Eat out at famous Chinese resturant to hear more great tunes.
7. Finish baby blanket for new baby boy!!
This week I am putting in my side bar a new addition. I am doing one of the famous blankets for a friend that just had a baby girl. I have always got fabric and so I am wondering if anyone in cyber space would like one of these blankets as well. My kids have loved them until they have to be repaired. I know they are easy so I don’t have to charge a whole lot.
Just tell me how many you would like and I will send one out. If I only get a couple of responces I will cover shipping. If there are many who would like these thingys then folks I will need some help!!
I love to sew but I am no seamstress. I love these things and so have my chittlens.
Here are the ones I have done.
I can do three or four different colors. I only have one size that is crib size.
Pricing will go as follows.
$23.oo for the three colors.
25.oo for the four colors.
You can E-mail your requests until I have an ordering system in place.
Today I am pretty stoked that this person is bloggin. She is a bundle of laughs and has entertained me for some time with Factoid Friday. She loves Etta James ( a very great artist of feel good music if you ask me). Then there is the humor. Oh. The. Humor. Writing is just a hobbie to get the stuff out of the brain for me. She makes her bloggy a great place to kick off your shoes, relax, and laugh.
Concrete, Kids, Marriage over ten years, this blog has got it all!! and one great author to boot!!
I would like to present this week’s winner.
Last week was fun to hear some of your favorite posts if you already are a frequent reader. I love giving great blogs THUMBS UP!!! So if you have anyone that is going unread and is needing some exposure leave their address too. This is the way I have found some of my Flip-up winners!!
PS. Friday Flip-up Winners are in the sidebar from all the past and the present one will be there too!!
Two times!!! That is right thing 1 the one that can’t even get his clothing off of his body correctly. Has used the potty two times in twelve hours. This morning and this evening!! OHHHHHH I haven’t even committed to myself I would try to start.
Well I did buy Thomas the Tank Engine under roos. The potty has been there since November. And I just don’t want to start. I had been getting used to the idea. Just not committed to the idea that he would eventually do this amazing thing by himself. Now I believe he has no clue that he can go pee. But GUCKS he knows and Knows well.
Two less dirty diapers to change made my day SOOOO much brighter. He has only good memories of the blue "poddy" and now he gets big cheers and dances from the entire household. Thing 2 included. She clapped her little hands for the best pooper on the block!
I put on the underwear for about an hour so he could understand the dianamic of peeeeeeeing. That is another lesson for another day. I think that is going to be the rough one. I can handle that if he get’s those stinky little bombs in his "poddy" everytime!!
I am not taking any classes so I started my summer reading list early. I need to add to it. I love all types of books and would love a long list!!
My recent reads are…..
The Horse and His Boy
Angels and Demons
The Davinchi Code
I just watched Pride and Prejudice for the second time tonight. So today I’m online and getting my copy of the book. We’ll see how that goes.
You got a suggestion stick it in the comments… And thanks!!
Thing 2’s journey to the same room as Thing 1 has been slow and as of late stunted. She has woken up during the night to find a buddy and or sympathizer. His name is Thing 1. When she sleeps in our room she wakes up just like this!!
On the good morning Happy scale I’d give this a 9.35 or "irritatingly happy". Her wake up time (due to certian hours she goes to bed) 6:15 am, If I’m lucky.
I am gonna need something stronger than ritilin to get that type of a happy on at 6am. No double mocca lattes — not strong enough for me. I need something interveniously.
This is just one of a small collection of blackmail photos I have for when my son gets older. I am thinking that the use of public humiliation is a technique that is seldom utilized in our society as an anti-drug.
My boy loves prancing around in women’s shoes. It started at the Dad’s house and then went to my closet where he has the current pink variety of sneaker/clogs. The day he puts the sexy pumps on, say sianara to the weed smokin’, crack pumpin’, and booze drinkin’ days.
Thing 2 has officially got the connotation down for the word "NO". Like a pro she uses it for many different things such as "full", "not sleepy thanks", "not the correct object I wanted", and various other phrases that express her preference to something other than what I have in my hand.
She says it while ***regaling me with this face……
I have learned to love that Thing 1 never gave me that look. I am sure he is saving those for a future date and time. (Thirteen to nineteen probably) Oh happy day!!
*** 1: to entertain sumptiously; Feast with delicacies.
2: To give pleasure or amusement < regaled us with tall tales>.
Words are my friends. They are not my enemies. I don’t declare myself any form of a scholar but I would like to improve my vocab. So every post I will include a word I have looked up and use it in my sentences. With a formal definition in italics at the bottom. I guess I will be using the word and defining it all i should do now it type it or write it three times each and then I am back in third grade!! LOL.
I am finding that my writing could improve. (One of the original goals of this blog.) And my vocab too. So I won’t wrangle any longer with myself over it. I will publish this post and be done.
Ok there are so many things that I love about this person’s blog. First she is mom two soon to be three. She is FUNNNNNNEEEEEEYYYYYY. She did multiple posts of how she met and dated her husband.
She is the reason there are marshmellows in my bathroom for my two year old to sit on the potty. She has been one of my favorites for a long time and really deserves more than just a blogger FLIP. She is one of those writers that has a way of pulling you into her day and showing you around with hopitaility and grace that is rarely found in the blogosphere. Oh did I mention that she is a great Seamstress??
This week’s Flip goes to……..
Ok now I think it should be weekly tradition started last week…. If you already read her blog, which one of her posts got you hooked?
If you haven’t already checked her out you just gotta!! I bet you can’t just read one post!!(The lay’s potatochip challenge does not apply)**** Love yam, Karen but can’t shave off the locks that I have been trying to grow for so long!!****
I have been one bundle of pulsing nerves as this semester draws to a close. I have some of the classes completely out of the way!! Hurray.
On Monday the maddness began. I didn’t even give Credit to the artist of the painting. It was James Christensen if anyone wanted to know.
Thing 1 is still suffering with his ear infection. He is clogged and conjested. Thing 2 hates to hear her brother cry and so she is awake complaining too. So about 2am this morning my boy starts saying…..
In the voice that says,"if you don’t give this to me now I am going to have a major melt down".
And, So it began—Hug? Milk? Choclolate?*** At 2am my guessing skills are not up to par**** Dog? Blanket? pillow? Bottle? Medicine?? car? Train? Truck?? Tractor? Binki?
Oh there were so many. And with each wrong guess there was a buzzer of frustration that went off in his face.
Mid guessing I stopped and said,"Oh I love you" At that hour it even surprised me!! Compassion at 2am?? Who would have thunk it.
Thing1’s frustration face melted into an expression his dad gets when he thinks that I have said something really sweet. Then he starts acting it out for me.
Up on his knees he starts rocking side to side. This gives me the urge to laugh because now I am playing suraides. Then it finally clicks.
"RoCK??" I say sheepishly.
Then the generic statement that comes from my boy everytime we play "guess what I am asking for now"
"Yeah, OH KAY!"
It wouldn’t have been a total shock if he hadn’t grown up hating to be rocked!! In fact I have used it as a threat many times for him to stay in his big boy bed.
What a cutie.
I’m not a fan past 9pm.
"We are, each of us, angels with only one wing. And we can only fly embracing each other."
— Luciano De Crescenzo
Today was a pretty full day. Part of it was spent pleasently eating at the local "Chinese Buffet". Which is really a good knock off of the "Home Town Buffet" only it has a mongolian BBQ (Great for the Low Carb crew I hang with).
We had the kids with us so I was making multiple rounds to the watermelon trough. I love the endless amounts of jello in small cubed squares almost as much as my kids. SOOOOO we are all sitting enjoying our meal and a smerk comes over the face of our asian waiter. I stop for a minute and then it happens…
The background music suddenly changes from our ethnic light toned music to a very familure tune. And it seems to be turned up. LOUD. Unusually LOUD. Then as if the enormous photo of the Great Wall of China could roll it’s eyes at us as if to say "Oh no they are playing that music again".
No, I am not joking when I write these lines…please don’t ask me if I am joking.
The entire resturant was jamming to the tune of……
"Happy Bursh-day to you, Happy Bursh-day to you! Happy Bursh-day dear Frank, Happy Bursh-day to you!!"
I stopped mid scoop of the chocolate pudding and started silently giggling. Shaking harder with each verse.
The song went into Mandarin Chinese for the second verse. I was now loosing it, and had a hard time keeping my composure for the walk back to my table. My husband leaned over and said quietly
"Happy Bursh-day" This smelled of a familure scene in "A Christmas Story".
From then on it was over, we all got the Church giggles. The ones you try and stifle, and it only makes it that much more funny. TGI Fridays has it’s peppy songs for birthdays and so does our local Chinese Buffet!!
We love going there, and now for all new reasons!!
I would like to add that every word was spoken with a perfect mastery of the english launguage except for one.
Let’s talk about comments people. A throughout blogdome there are posts about comments.
Who’s got um who doesn’t is another post for another day….. I want to confess…. I don’t always comment every visit I make to blogs (gasp!!) there I have come clean.
Here are my excuses.
1. I don’t read good. LOLOLOLOLOLOL. This is almost all the time true and so I read and reread things. So If I read you bloggy, and then come back later and read again. You would be surprised how often I come back to re-read. If this annoys you sorry! You can comment on my blog and I will remove you from the Obsessively checking your bloggy list.
2. Out of spite. If your comments exceed 35 generally you won’t hear from me #36. You have alot of work to do reading all your comments and what I have to say is really probably not worth your time. ( Wowsers Kind of bitter?? JD? Could be!)
3. Already commented and showing your post to my Band.
4. Diaper change, Kid screaming, mail’s hear, TV show is on…. any number of distracitons that take me away from your blog.
5. I read some funny things and some not so funny things. I love looking on the bright side of life so when there is a serious post I shy away, due to my "Oh I can fix-it" nature. I am working really hard on not being judgemental and harder at fixing my issues, not everyone elses.
***Tearing up now****
I would be crushed if I have left anyone a comment that hurt them at all. If I have done this already, I am pleading for your forgiveness. I am so impressed with those that are brave enough to post about their tender and close to their hearts struggles for all the world to see. You are my hero’s and I hate it when I get the wrong kind of unsolicited advice. I wouldn’t want to do that to you.
So what are your excuses?? You got any really good ones?? Some not so good ones but you use them anyways??
This week’s winner is someone I can relate to. Someone, I think a whole lota people can relate too. She tells it like it is, and loves her family. She has inspired me to dig for really good literature to read to my toddlers. She has possibly the roughest job there is -teaching- and I mean awesome at the themed birthday party. She has a love for life that is rare amoung bloggers today. I am always reading about positive things on this bloggy!!
I would like to Flip her for being real, while being real positive in a world that can get negative really quick (Including my own).
This Flip is for you….. Ramblings of a Tired Teacher(and Mom)Going Mad
****You have already checked her out and your addicted??? WHICH is your favorite post?? I would love a link to look back and check out!!
Here is the ad that will be in my sidebar HEHEHEE !! If you so desire…. I may have to hold an auction for the piece you pick out on my blog!! LOL If you are willing to part with it after you have been photographed in it. MOOOOHAAHaaaaa!
Ok folks you got to see this!!! I couldn’t hold back the laughter. Especially when I read all the comments!! and they are growning in number and taunting!!
So to continue the taunting and daring that is going on over there I propose that Karen create her version of the monstrocity and take a picture of it. Now she can decide weather or not to desplay it on the website or put it up on e-bay like another taunter has suggested.
I personally will buy all that she has offered on e-bay to see such a picture!! That is right baby all those cute patterns!!
Every time I look at maturnity clothes I get depressed. For sometime now I believed that they were getting more stylish and cute. Then I am reminded that nothing feels comfortable and man by eight months the only thing that fits right are my husbands pants!!
So if you would like to joing in the taunting just comment and I will place your blog and name on my side bar as the "list-O-Taunters". If you would like to check out what she has on e-bay it is here!!
I am not much of a seamstress but they look cute and I need those toddler designs anyways!! Karen I thus extend this challenge!! Along with an advertisement of your famous blog in my side bar as well!!
Ok there are so many things that I have already listed but in my bag of tricks there are many wierd things about me. I was tagged by Mama’s So called life and THE MAMA!! and the latter is this week’s Flip-up winner!!
1. Infatuated with office supplies.
2. I am a magnet for the "unload" type personality. I don’t know if I just ask the questions that hit the "tell me your lifestory" jackpot everytime but call me a repeat winner of people’s life story award.
3. My thumbs are really short and flat. That exact description applied to me very well in JR High. No training bra until the end of 7th grade. Height 4"11". Coinsedence? I think not. MOOOHHAAAAHAAAAA!
4. I purchase new scents of Laundry fabric softener, to entice me to do my laundry.
5. I love to do yoga!! During is not so fun as after. I love doing yoga!! I don’t do it on a regular basis by any means but when I finish a work out it is great!
6. I have a terrible habit trying to set people up, really incompatible people. It is annoying even to me!!!
Stuff I love to love…..
Thing 1 has just bloomed in the speach area. He almost had a 2 word conversation with my father. Last night we introduced Blue Berries. The first attempt at saying the two words together he exicuted it flawlessly. "Blue Berries." It flowed out like honey. Smooth and sweet and while holding a frozen bit of loveliness packed with antioxidents. Then by the end of the night when I had asked him to keep saying the words over and over again. It was shortened significantly shortened. Now instead of Blue Berries he declares he would like…….
Evidently the Ls and Rs are the first of consonants to be illiminated. In the past I have blogged about how he enjoys the ends of the words instead of the beginings. Words like:
I had a feeling I would start laughing soon.
wash = aaash!
Grass= *yes you got it.
so now we have blue berries.
I would say he is on the slow road to somewhere I call "Speach Arapy".
So on the top of the list of STUFF I love.
1. Thing one’s vocab. aquisition.
2. Sunny days
3. Cranberry Sauce
4. Fire Flies
5. Good Literature
6. Life Savers in the form of a book.
7. Sewing projects that don’t require anything more than straight seems.
8. Baths with or without jets, bubbles and scented oils.
9. Good Health.
13. My children’s laughter.
What do you love??
Here we are again…. Friday.. night ……. Really late…. but Friday still has about fourty or so minutes in it.
So here goes….. I have lurked and commented on and most recently gotten hooked. She is funny not bathroom humor, cheap shot funny, but genuinely funny. It may be that she is from the place I recently visited. It maybe the deadly combo that no blog-reader likes because she becomes self conscious about the quality of her own blog. The dual elements I speak of are 1. refreshingly well written posts with a dash of 2. Quick wit.
Darn you winner of this week’s Flip…..
Happy one hundredth post!! this past wed. I LOVE this blog Folks!!
Oh yeah today woke up with some seriously bogus, hanious, precarious, revenge of the something. A swab culture later and wham the whole family has some STREP throat. This is our first introduction to strep and I am praying our last. I just feel bad Cause thing 1 has been sniffling for about a week. Sorry baby.
This time I am not going to post picture of my lovely self illin’. Last time I posted a picture of the burrito I was consuming, and failed to realize until much, much later I was eating off of one of my children’s plates and with the miscilanious camping fork that my band I am sure introduced to the utinsil drawer. URGGH!!!
Being sick is LAME!! I will be declaring myself better tomorrow. Around 3pm when the heavy duty antibiotics kick in.
I am bored today we went to Wal-mart and found some fish that have a 90-day guarentee. I am sure that those precious ninty days are way too many for the short lived little bodies of two fish, tiny frog, and a sucker fish.
I told my Band (Husband) that now we would never leave the house. My thing 1 loves fish. But right above fish comes FROGS. We just threw in the sucker fish for random fun. For rainy day fun we would treck down to the local petshop for a gander at the moving and crawling things that my boy would never be able to take home. I am not a pet person it turns out. He is still clueless that they are forsale and not just to look at.
I am feeling like crud today so I am pausing on my rigerous routine of "The Firm"
Thing 1 has been spicing up our evenings with stunts like this…….
He has pulled this stunt in the past. I am happy it was Lotion this time. It rinses out of the hair so much better than his prior selection of hair product, of Petroleum Jelly. He is convinced that anything that is in a jar or tub is supposed to go directly to his hair.
I just wish I would have gotten a better shot of the front view of Thing 1’s head. He really has some funny little rolled wings on the side of his head that are perfectly curled into small horn like twists.
How I love this kid!! It is all about the product, baby product.
What is the latest thing that has had you running for the camera your kids have gotten into??? and am I the only one that breathes a sigh of relief that there is a guarentee on fish??
Fuel for my body seems to have a theme. Artifical Flavors, Sugar, and good old fashioned carbohydrates. I have been bless with a fantastic motabolism. I know that this will all end the day I turn thirty. So I have been living it up while I can. I also tell myself foolish lies like "I will not have any consequences for my neglectful eating habits"& "My small frame will always be like this 4-ev-er."
My body now is trying to preform some major feats. Like 60 minutes straight of 1983 versions of the "FIRM". The perm solution has definately caused some neural connections to miss fire. I have been doing the "FIRM" for two workouts now and have decided to test out the small guarentee on the box.
"Visible results in only 10 workouts"
If there are no visible results in 10 workouts I am done with the Hightops-leg-warmer- and- really- high cut -liatard- wearing instructors and going to the gym. I know that there have been some major fitness changes in the past 20 years but I still think it is fun.
Why you ask? FUN to workout?? What is this non-sense she speaks of??
One word …… BAND. Watching my Band do the ball room dance moves as I am a total clutz is highly entertaining. His coordination is amazing. I can’t do half the moves and default to running in place, as to not injur myself with a trip or fall. All the while my Band is two stepping, sashaying, fanning, and simutaniously executing perfect Jazz Hands.
So we only have eight more work outs baby. Maybe the next 4 we will add some weights. Once again, I am putting in my flakeout disclaimer ….No results, no more working out with "The Firm".So no I am not going to be eating as bad as normal cause my body needs some better fuel than the low octain it has been fed for so long.
P.S. this maybe my last post, for when The Band reads this I am dead!!!
Last week we went on a trip. A very eventful trip. I fell in love with as small town where my good friend lives. Called—Lehi Utah. I miss my family and friends terribly. My sister works for a Pediatric Dentist and got us in to see the doctor!! Oh yes he finally got the tooth fixed!! He has gone around with a cavity that hasn’t given him too much trouble but was really obvious. I really wanted someone to do something and not just look at it. The Dentist was awesome!! If anyone needs a great Pediatric Dentist he is the guy. I traveled over 600 miles to see him and I would do it again if the need arose.
The road was wonderful and I listened to "Angels and Demons" by Dan Brown. It was really good and kept me awake for a good long time.
The roads were not so clear when we had planned our return trip so we waited an extra day and made the journey with clear weather. I missed my bed!! I missed my husband!! and I missed my kid’s schedule.
Some of the shots of the trip included……
On the way home I was listening to Chronicles of Narnia the third book. "A Horse and His Boy" Not bad thus far. I am going to finish it by reading it.
You know when you are up late and you just give up on going to bed at a decent hour?? That hour passed 10 minutes ago when 12:30 came and went. I am still up and have to get some stuff out of my head.
Lately I have been kicked in the perverbial buttocks with my Forgiveness and Anger reduction class. It seems to have made me keenly aware of how angry and unforgiving I can be sometimes. LOL
Learning about how to forgive and applying that learning are two different things. I am expecting so much more out of my learning curve here. I try to be patient, then I find that I need a class in Patience. The lessons of the past couple of weeks for me have repeated, louder and LOUDER.
1. You are what you think.
2. You tend to miss out on key insightful things for yourself when you are busy trying to fix everyone elses broken red wagon.
I got a major kick to the teeth with this jewel of advice from my class.
****note the McKay book is When Anger Hurts 2nd ed. By McKay, Rogers, & McKay (2003)
Taken from McKay page 87:
". . . People NEVER (italics) do what they should do. They only do what is reinforcing and rewarding for them to do. Shoulds are your values and needs imposed on someone with different values and needs. The most complex human behavior can be looked at in terms of a very simple formula: strength of need minus strength of inhibition . . . . When you demand that people behave according to your rules, you are violating reality in two ways. (1) In most cases others will not agree with your values and rules. Their unique history and needs shape their perceptions in ways that justify their behavior. Since you can rarely get others to agree that they are wrong, applying your shoulds to their behavior is an exercise in futility. (2) Because behavior is shaped by the formula of needs minus inhibitions, shoulds have almost nothing to do with it. Judging behavior according to your own arbitrary standard of right and wrong seems to miss the point. The real issue is how much does this person need to act this way and what inhibiting influences, if any, might stop him or her.
Exercise 1. Stand in their shoes.
When you’re angry at someone, answer these four questions:
1. ‘What needs influence him or her to act this way?’
2. ‘What beliefs or values influence him or her to act this way?’
3. ‘What aspects of his or her history (hurts, losses, successes, failures, rewards) influence this behavior?’
4. ‘What limitations (fears, health problems, lack of skills) influence this behavior?’
Answer each question as completely as possible. If you don’t have all the information, make up something that seems likely. The purpose of this exercise is to explain the behavior you don’t like FROM THE OTHER PERSON’S POINT OF VIEW (italics)."
This class has forced me to look at things I need to look at but don’t like to look at. In situations that may come up for me like ……. Being blamed for something I didn’t do. Being gossiped about. Sick people that don’t ask the people that can help for assistance.
I really need to have the above lesson posted on my mirror maybe tatooed to my forhead. I think it would do a world of good.
The words "violating reality" are still ringing in my ears. OUCH!!
Ok here we go back to one bedroom again!! I am having problems getting my now one year old out of the office and into her crib. She is a danty thing that is loving her playpin bassenette that doubles as her sleeping quarters.
The list of thing 1’s Tricks to having his own room.
1. Lights on at three in the morning.
2. accompaning thing 2 in her crib weather she is asleep or awake.
3. turning on any toy that makes a racket.
4. talking to himself in high pitched nonsense babbles for 20 minutes until he falls asleep.
5. He loves saying BOO! to Thing 2. Not in a quiet, sultry, shy, singing kind of way.
So I am still the owner of a crib that for the past 12 months and counting has gone unused. She is getting almost too big for the playpin thing and man is it getting old having her in the office or in our bedroom!!
Seven AM wake up calls are scoring low in the cuteness scale. And the 5 am screams of Thing 1, when he realizes he can’t get out of the crib he just climbed into, just irk me. Not to mention my thing 2 being woken up by a thud to the side of the head as he flips himself over the rails.
To avoid turning off the lights and still finding some darkness to sleep in my son has resorted to cave dwelling or in our case "under the bed sleeping".
Then there is Elmo doubliing as his pillow.
So once again I am going to attempt to put them together. This week is get my kids in one room week.
I have so much reading to catch up on!!! Folks I am comming to visit your blogggyyyyss !!!! But before I do i am going to do the Friday FLIP up! This week I am posting two flips. If you have any suggestions of blogs that you have found this week or the past two weeks please let me read too PLEASE!!!
I would like to have any feed back on the bloggs of today as well.
The first flip goes to ……..
This is an all out cool blog. If you ever wanted to travel or live out of the country here is the place for you. I am still OHHH-ing and AWWWHing over the photos and her adventures in Mexico with her cute family. She is one brave MAMA!! There are great recipies and fun stuff! I am HOOKED in every post.
The second Flip goes to………
The author of this blog has some great posts about her little ones. I come away from her blog with a new love of being a Mom. She has had her blog for a short time in the blog world but I am enjoying it very much. CHECK. HER.OUT.NOW!! LOL.
I have so many Bloggs to still Flip so Stay tuned Next week as we bring you more great reads!!
I am so out of town for the weekend. It happened so fast I wasn’t able to post!! Sorry about the FLip I am going to do DOUBLE FLIp for next Friday.
I miss your bloggs BAD!!! I will BE home Wed morning and Fill you in on the details!!
THanks MOMRN2 For your comments!! I love when you visit!! I am fine just near a slower connection. BUMMER!!
THanks for the comments too about your querks I am having too much fun reading them!! Take care all of you wonderful people in blogdom.
I am recalling an interview that I had a couple months ago. I was asked what were my weaknesses were. I should have said "job interviews."
So in this post I am pulling back the curtain. Here are the querks.
1. I still giggle when I or anyone around me passes gas.
2. I rarely scrub the toilet. (Throw lots of bleach into it, hoping it will do the scrubbing for me). It usually does.
3. Always on time by twenty minutes or late by four minutes — there doesn’t seem to be any variations of this weirdness.
4. Love the Scouting Program. I am a cub scout den leader’s assistant.
5. Have great respect for those who can keep their cool in an intense argument.
6. Never got an A in a class that wasn’t PE, Art, Seven Habits for Highly effective people( I know I can’t believe that is a class!), Death and Dying(Health education Class).
7. I got a C- in Human Sexuality, failed Logical Decision Making (Psych 1230). My Band has hands full, as you can tell.
8. I am working on loosening my grip on the control I wish I had over everyone, before my children can really start to drive me crazy.
9. I take great pride in my vaccuming skills. It was the one and only rewarding house hold chore up until I started "flying".
10. I choose the TV shows my children watch based upon the scale of annoyance of the background music.
11. Ever since watching "Forrest Gump" I have run from my car to anywhere I go. Just so I can hear "Run Forrest" in my head.
12. I still bite my nails.
13. I still have muted thumbs that bend way far back.
14. Bubble baths are a good end to any day.
15. I am excited to go and read this entire blogg while the author goes "on break".
16. I love discussing religion in any mutually respectful atmosphere.
17. Hot showers or really cold ones are awesome!!
18. I doodle every chance I get, in any space I get.
19. I have a reading and math disorder. What is that?? I still am trying to figure it out. Pretty sure it could be the reason my senior year is taking three extra to finish LOL.
20. Diagnosed with ADD/ADHD over three times by different types of professionals. Guess it is official. Last time he added more diagnoses but I pretty much tuned him right out…….or I wasn’t paying attention. LOL!
21. I love microwaving peanut butter with chocolate chips sprinkled throughout and dipping gram crackers in it.
22. I can’t begin to tell you how desturbing it is when Dirt, Deoderant, and bread dough all taste familure. DON’T even ask!! YUCK!!
23. I still am a Tomboy. The perm is just a facade.
24. I Begged my mother and father for a puppy consistantly everyday for 6-7 years. Obsession is one of my favorite past times. Sorry MOM.
25. I don’t enjoy the company of cats.
There you have it the top 25 oddities.
There are so many more…… Do you dare share???
So today I realized that I have never explained the meaning for my title. So here it goes. Brazil has a small town that is close to my heart named Juazeiro. In this city all the side streets are paved with cobblestone. I was 22 and serving a mission for the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. I was trying to memorize some scriptures that I really liked. This particular afternoon I was walking briskly and determined to commit the verse to memory. I was looking down at the words of the verse and totally flew. Before I knew that something was wrong……I was on the ground with my skirt over my head. Nice.
In these situations I am usually laughing harder than anyone. I can just visualize all the flailing movements I just preformed with all of my appendages. This scene was an exception. I was laughing my companion (the other Sister Missionary) was laughing and then….. I hear Bahahahahhahahahahha from down the street. That lady got a good laugh with each of us.
I would love to say that was my only encounter with Cobblestone and tripping but that would be a waise from the truth. In fact it was a very far distance from the truth. The Portuguese word for Cobblestone is Paralelipipido. I don’t know if I am even spelling that right. And so my original name was Walking on Cobblestone in Portuguese.
So there you have it. No deep meaningful purpose. Just funny times in a place with people that I miss dearly. I would be making it up to if I told you a wonderful story about how Cobblestone represents the people in my life that I encounter or "Trip over." That no matter how special we are or aren’t we are just like Cobblestones. Some are worn down easier and faster than others. Some stand taller than others but were apart of a lovely road of life. Some are on roads that lead to important places and some are stuck in the place waiting for a road to find them.
Got.To.Stop… Cause that isn’t the reason at all. But that tangent even surprised myself . HEHE!!
1. When your power goes out and the first thing you think of is -Darn I can’t blogg- instead– of food going bad in the fridge.
2. You start planning activites so you can blog about said activity.
3. You would rather post than eat.
4. You tuck your children in for their nap and mentally envision the title of the next post.
5. You purchase an X-box ease the blogging tension in your house.
6. You take out your digital camera, and think now how is this picture going to look on my blog.
7. You search endlessly for interesting blogs and Find WAY too many!!!
8. Posting at 11pm is a regular nightly ritual. (Maybe I could do Auto posting…. Does anyone know how to do that on Blogsome??)
9. All minor or major lessons, in life you are posting before really processing the lesson
10. In one hand computer in the other crabby children. You have to choose one to be given away?? (Maybe you can see the direction I am taking here.)
Are there some I missed??? Ok let me in on your indicators that bloggin is too much fun.
In my bucket of faith I find there are pebbles of beauty being tossed in. I look to the bucket for comfort. In times of daily grind I contemplate the small and large bucket fillers. For me the pebbles that fall inside are the faith promoting events that have happened over my lifetime. These experiences help my faith to grow and turn into knowledge. The pebbles are of various sizes,shapes, colors and I cannot deny that they have happened, nor would I want to.
Today’s pebble fell during a church service meeting. I was trying to explain the purpose of the sacrament to my two year old. Why we take the bread and water. In my explination I used the word "Jesus". He stopped figiting for just a second to give me a look that said, " Oh Mom, I love him too!" His mouth twisted into a big smile.
I was struck with a thought, "As he grows in the next couple of years the person who will teach him the most about who Jesus is —-is you."
As I sat there I realized how deeply touched by His life I really am. How grateful I am to even know about the Savior of Man, Our Redemer, The Christ. I was baffeled to realize that all the pebbles in my bucket come from the knowledge I have gained over my lifetime of His life, attributes, and Example. All of the pebbles large, small, rough, and smooth had something tied back to Him.
We listened to a good lesson on faith. The Cur-plunk hit the bucket when I re-read this phrase…..
…"wherefore, dispute not because ye see not, for ye recieve no witness until after the trial of your faith."
Most times neither my mind’s eye, can see nor my natural eye’s the things Our Heavenly Father has given me. But, when I can see with an eye of faith I am grateful for the view. And, It sure is a wonderful gift the bucket He has given me.
Today you are one. This year you have had many names.
"your legal name"
"La-La", Du-Du, Sue-sue, Thing 2,Bubbies, the girl, Da-da, and the list continues.
You have your dad’s face, your mother’s smile, and a pure heart that is all your own. You smile and the sun shines brighter. You are selective about letting go of the laugh. You save your biggest laughs for your brother who only needs to look at you funny before you shudder with belly laughter. You are patient with him and me as we venture out to parks, libraries, petshops, and the occasional duck pond.
Your eyes can communicate so much more than your two word vocabulary (Da-Da & Hi). You hate mashed potatoes, and tolerate everything else that I place on your tray.
You are accustom to having your brother tug from your hands any object you touch. And have developed a Kung-fu grip that rivels chinese handcuffs. I find you a great companion while shopping for anything. You are so content sitting in a shopping cart just looking at all the pretty colors. I don’t fear toy isles with you.
You do not fear water in any of the seven orifi of your head. Your legs are just being put to good reaching-up-to-grab-everything-your-brother just-got-tired-of-grabbing use.
You have the Band, and your g-pa wrapped around your little finger. You show me what "slow to anger" means. You however are not slow to worry. Especially if your brother is crying.
My sweet Thing 2. We have always felt like you were always here with us and can’t imagine our lives with out our little La-La. Today is your first birthday in a year full of firsts. Thank you for sharing and loving us despite ourselves. Happy Birthday.
This morning I wake up and jump into the shower and mind you I am timing how fast it is taking me to get all ready. Oh ten minutes out and dressed and all ready. I didn’t know what to do with my self UUUUUUHHHHHH!!!
(Thinking to myself)
"Ummmmm…..Do more make-up!Yeah. More make-up, good idea."
I have decided I have finally hit the age that I shouldn’t go out to heavily populated public places with out wearing make-up. Now my family knows there was a period whilest pregnant make-up was not a core belief. Although long over due my eyes do need some brushing up before I leave the house. Besides our small town just got a Super Wal-mart, oh happy day!
The nearest "big town" has an outragious mall that is filled with all the fancy stores. Love the fancy stores. Looking is fine with me no plastic comming forth out of my purse of many hidden things. I love to window and people watch. GOOD day.
Sooooo I did it!!! Finally I dove in and Permed my hair!! I am home only fifteen minutes home from the beauty shop and BAM I have a perm. Now this was a body wave perm……yeah it looks like a goood old fashioned 80’s perm to me!! and I am so low maintenence it isn’t even funny!! I am completely ready in 13.5 minutes tomorrow. YES!
Another benifit to having a perm is the oh too familuar smell of my friend’s house who’s mom did hair in her kitchen. Yes in the 80’s. I am pretty sure that my husband hates it but all the more reason to love it. We can call it the "Nookie Inhibitor" factor. The plus side is that you can always make curly hair straight, and thus when I am going on an outing that I have to impress my Band I will flat iron my hair. On those days I don’t oh baby look out the crazyness of my hair has no bounds!! I am so excited for this wash and go look!
I am feeling a song comming on……. (to the tune of "Big John" By the late Johny Cash.)
(Big Perm, Big Perm)
Evr mornin’ at dawn you can see it arrive.
The babies are screaming and it’s four-fourty-five.
She’s not broad at the shoulder nor narrow at the hip.
If you know what’s good you won’t give no lip to BIG PERM.
Big Perm, Big Perm, Big BAD perm.
(Big perm BIg PERM)…..
Now you want to see it don’t you??? Alright here it is. Mom this shot is for you!!! Oh yeah and Thomas, Andrew and my Band.
Oh I know I know!! Easy guys I am married!! LOL.
So when was your last PERM? Mine what 8 years old. I begged for one…..um my mom knows the meaning of the phrase "begged". Sorry MOM.
Ok this week’s flip-up goes to a Blogger that I have read for sometime now. She makes wise cracks and tells funny stroies by the truck load, and then Smack she will put some seriousness into her bloggy. I love reading her blog it keeps me on my toes.
This week’s Flip goes to.
Thirteen things to do when my power goes out.
1. Go outside and play with the kids.
3. Read Narnia
6. play hide the timer with Thing 1
7. Go to the library
8. make mud pies in the back yard
9. Go get the mail
10. Eat out at Antonio’s quick lunch
11. Start new painting project
12. Read Web Easy 6 manual.
13. take a nap.
Not literally introduced but just sent over a clip. I have to admitt he is one funny comedian. No foul language. No bathroom humor.
I know you are asking me right now,"Is he really in comedy?" and I would have to answer yes. On more than one occasion I laughed out loud the loud obnoxious laugh that everyone would make fun of if they heard it. I was glad to be in my bedroom on the lappytop.
In other news Thing 1 is just talking and talking more and more each day.
The new words I have heard.
I have mixed emotions about the talking thing. On the one hand it is adorable and on the other it means no free goverment subsidized daycare. LOL
I was so looking forward to free daycare for mutes. I love that everyone has their own time table of development. He is on his own schedule. Project "Binki removal" is comming along better than I had hoped.
I am going to go work out now thanks to…..This post.
I have no skills when it comes to savings. I also have no skills when it comes to money management. Being out of debt is a great boost of the self-esteme and it has great bragging rights attached too. So I am taking that class on Finance right??? BORing!! Right?? Well there has been some fun stuff like this survey…
Remember those personality tests. What color are you??? Well this is simmular and gives you some fun response on your consumer pesonality. My results were insulting, straight up insulting. In fact I had to keep telling myself it was just a dumb survey. But this usually happened with my personality tests too.
Long ago I read a book called "Rich Dad, Poor Dad" it was good and mentioned that when you put your money in savings it isn’t worth as much when you take it out years later. Well in my class her is a link to a calcuator that figures in inflation. I just used the settings that it was at when I got there. But if I save 25 dollars a week for 3 years I can buy a 4,049 dollar purchase. Cool huh! We could by a used car in three years from this week!! I think you have an intrest rate of your savings account option as well. So all the math is done for you!!
Ok so my point??? What is my point?? I knew I had it here somewhere. It better not be in my purse I lose everything in there. Ok so what would you do with 4,049 dollars??
No there is no 4,049 dollar prize for best response I am just really curious.
Here we Goo!!
I would like to call this post Ode to Band and his color photo class. Thanks to the modern miracle of photography I can look at this face. Thing 2 has not decided if her eye color should be brown or blue. They are in an inbetween stage. I think that there will be a definate change to brown eventually.
But for now I am taking advantage of great shots like this with her eye color. She is so serious and maybe this is why…….
When she smiles her eyes disappear. I would keep a straight face too if I went blind evertime I was giddy.
Well I am ln love and the red is there to show it. I am happy to say that bloggin just go a whole lot easier now that I have a new partner in crime BLOGSOME.com. I have been thinking about the transition for awhile, and finally did it. It is wonderful and good to be back bloggin.
Now for something wierd…
1. I brush my teeth with hot water from the tap. I feel like it cleans and kills the bacteria in my mouth better.
That is all the weirdness for now.