Thursday, August 28, 2008
Monday, August 25, 2008
In other news...
Thursday, August 21, 2008
Us, us and us
Us.
Us.
Us.
Thursday, August 14, 2008
Something I needed to be reminded of today...
Date: TODAY
From: GOD
Subject: YOURSELF
Reference: LIFE
This is God. Today I will be handling all of your problems for you. I do not need your help. So, have a nice day. I love you.
P.S. And, remember...
If life happens to deliver a situation to you that you cannot handle, do not attempt to resolve it yourself! Kindly put it in the SFGTD (something for God to do) box. I will get to it in MY TIME.
I love you.
xoxo
Saturday, August 09, 2008
Friday, August 01, 2008
Was this worth the time it took?
3 things that scare me:
1. Scary movies
2. Feeling satisfied with mediocrity
3. The thought of having another baby. THERE! I said it....
3 people that make me laugh:
1. My hubby, who still knows how to make me laugh the same way he did when we dated
2. My sis, with whom I've shared some of my best laugh attacks with. Did I just say whom?
3. Anyone getting physically hurt. Yeah, I'm sick that way. Like the time I closed my hubby's hand in a sliding van door, or the time my sis slammed her foot in the back door, priceless
3 things I love:
1. Jesus, His unconditional love, His mercy and forgiveness, and the fact that I can come as I am
2. The rush I feel from eating well and exercising
3. My son joyfully jumping in his bed after he wakes up
3 things that I hate:
1. Yucky dirty germ and bacteria-filled disgusting public bathrooms
2. Washing dishes by hand
3. That I'm always late
3 things I don't understand:
1. Compulsive liars who lie for the sake of lying, and people who live their lives in secret. Why people? Why?
2. Anything to do with math, calculus, physics, chemistry, history.... pretty much anything they teach you in school
3. What my hubby is talking about half the time, but I smile and nod anyway
3 things on my floor:
1. My sons toys, that are slowly eating up my entire living room
2. My dishwasher, laying on it's side taken apart, because we were sick of the BLARING loud noise it made everytime we turned it on. Did I mention I hate washing dishes by hand?
3. Our new couches, who have recovered from the traumatic pen incident, with some therapy and medication
3 things I am doing right now:
1. Trying to finish this gosh-darn forsaken post, which has taken me days
2. Thinking of all the things we need to get done around here
3. Wasting time
3 things I want to do before I die:
1. Become more like the Proverbs 31 woman
2. See my children grow up to know and love the Lord
3. Become one of those cool old couples that young people look at and think, when I'm that old, I want to be like that
3 things I can do:
1. Write a song
2. Quote movies on command
3. Run up 20 flights of stairs, twice
3 things that describe my personality:
1. Emotional and sensitive
2. Sees things half empty, and likes to prepare for the worst
3. Can't handle the same thing for too long, needs change
3 things I think you should listen to:
1. ME! Because hey, it's my blog
2. Your parents. Yes, I think they may know a thing or two, and if you don't think so, stop being a punk!
3. The voice in your head that tells you you're better than this, because chances are, you are, and chances are, that's God
3 things I don't think you should listen to:
1. The other voice in your head that says you're not good enough, you're not worth anything, and you need to be, do or give something to receive real love
2. Country music
3. Country music. Really people, it's not even music
3 Favorite foods:
1. Crab and artichoke dip at 2nd Ave Grill
2. Shrimp, crab and scallops
3. Anything chicken, and chicken anything, my fave meat
3 beverages I drink regularly:
1. Coffee coffee and more coffee
2. Espresso, because we just got an espresso machine, and it turns out I wasn't getting enough caffeine in my system from the regular coffee
3. Crystal Light
3 shows I watch:
1. SO YOU THINK YOU CAN DANCE BABY!
2. Friends, Friends and more Friends. Episodes I've seen over and over still make me laugh
3. SO YOU THINK YOU CAN DANCE BABY!
No, it was not worth the time it took.
Monday, July 28, 2008
YES PEOPLE!!! The raspberries are here!!!
My sis (nice neck tendons by the way) threw one rockin party! It was a blast, complete with water ballon fights, hula hoop contests, egg in a spoon and 3 legged races. I love how much fun our family is, and that we don't just sit around sipping coffee and chit chatting about fluff (although it's fun when we do that too, like the other night my sis and I went out for nachos with my mom and aunt, and laughed our bums off about the time my mom found her panties on the road, and the time my sis tripped on her feet on stage in front of tons of people at my cousins wedding)
My poor son was out of sorts all evening. I'm not sure if it was one too many tumbles on the play structure, too many strangers, new teeth or a combo of all, but had a rough night.
My baby is becoming such a toddler, no more baby :( The other day I found him hiding in his closet, with a stick of glue he found in the craft box, rubbing it all over his face. All I can say is "it starts...." as he is now young and silly enough to do dumb things like putting glue all over his face, but smart enough to hide quietly in his closet. Oy....
So we FINALLY got our new couch to match the matching love seat we've been sitting on for months. We ordered these couches back in March, and have been waiting for the couch since. It was such a wicked sale, that they were put on back order, and the distributor couldn't keep up. But they were indeed worth the wait!
However.... my wonderful, amazing, beautiful and very loved son.... grabbed a pen in the few seconds I wasn't looking, and wrote across every single cushion with a pen.
Yep, ink.
So after I threw him in bed to assure I didn't murder him and make it look like an accident, I went at it with a damp cloth.
Nothing.
Spray and Wash on a Q-tip.
Nothing.
Special cleaner that came with the couch....
Nothing.
On the phone with hubby, freaking out, typical hubby being calm and cool and trying to help me be the same, is suggesting other things to try, as he sifts through Google trying to find what gets ink off leather. He suggests hairspray.
Nothing.
Wife is completely overreacting, and thinking the world is coming to an end, and even if we cash in on the "care package" that we paid extra for, that guarantees us a new couch if ANYTHING goes wrong in the first 5 years (including a son taking a pen to it), I'm thinking, so if we order a new couch now....we'll get it when? Next Janurary?
Hubby now suggests cologne, but says there's a possibility it might change the color of darker leather in the process.
I try....
It's coming off!
Oh wait....
It's leaving a mark!!!!
Me: "Hubby, I'm freaking, I don't think I can handle this job, can you take care of it when you get home? I'm freaking."
Hubby: "Yes I'll handle it when I get home, just leave it."
Wife calms down, and eventually gets the rest of the ink off. Hubby comes home and wife is unable to show him the marks that she swears are there and swears she can see.
She admits there's nothing there, and life goes on.
Tuesday, July 22, 2008
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My hubby and I found this super cute "Skelanimal" for him named Marcy the dead monkey. The caption on the side of the box is "because dead animals need love too....." and on the other side, "if you're warm, hug me!" My hubby and I loved it right away.I laughed as we drove away from the gothic store with the dead monkey in hand. I think it's so neat how based on the loved ones in your life and what's important to them, you grow to appreiciate things you might not have before. I can't say I would've thought a dead monkey for a child was cute, before becoming close with my brother in law and his girlfriend.
But.... monkey dead or alive, Dominic was a typical kid, choosing a plastic toy casing as his favorite birthday toy.
An afternoon trip to Beaver Creek, a bite on the big toe by a red ant, a frog in a jar, and a trail of SunChips left behind (*blush*).
-So I've been washing the same load of towels for weeks now, as they keep getting forgotten about over and over. The easiest thing to wash and dry and put away, has become my nemesis. It doesn't seem to matter what I do, they reign over me, mold and all.
-I highly applaude myself for all the new baby signs I've taught my son. My well mannered little boy says please and thank-you, flower, movie, baby, all done, all gone, bye bye, and more. He now calls me and my hubby "Ma" and "Da", but that's as far as it goes. He's the smartest and funniest kid ever, the two things I need to keep in the forefront of my thoughts when he's driving me mentally insane in the membrane.
-I'm going to be getting up bright and early with my hubby this week to do my workouts then. I'm really looking forward to it, the morning routine will be good for me, as I've been out of any sort of routine since school finished. I've always had this deep burning desire to be showered and ready before my kids wake up, but morning always comes too soon. As long as my hubby is up I should be ok.
I don't even know what else to say.... I just feel like I haven't blogged in a while, and I like it when other people update their blog, and I want to be liked.
Tuesday, July 08, 2008
this post took way too long
A miraculous toy God gave me to play with.
How people can leave their hair the same all the time is beyond me.
My son:
Still isn't talking...... at all. Not worried, although it would be nice to hear him speak. He said "YO" today, does this count as a word? Maybe all this time we've been giving him nerd words, maybe he really only speaks "hommie".
My daughter:
Is away at day camp this week with her cousin Isaiah. Today was her first day and she came home with tons to share. She's loving it and is looking forward to the rest of the activities planned for this week.
My hubby:
Rocks.
Me:
So done with this post.
Wednesday, July 02, 2008
My mom, who was given a hard time for bringing a toothbrush and liquid tylenol (just in case), and wiping the kids with bounce sheets.
My sister's sister in law and her boyfriend, and my sis's mom in law.

