Monday Morning Musings - Better Late Than Never

Why am I always so tired?

Club Crackers are evil

It's a good thing I don't know which child left the fridge in the garage open for more than 24 hours. I just had to throw away 8 gallons of milk, 1 gallon of OJ, 5 lbs. of hamburger meat and 3 dozen eggs.

Now I have to go to Sam's again

Remember when I only had one child and I thought I was so busy then. What in the HECK was I so busy doing?????

It would be nice to be that busy again.

The shortest lived victory? Finishing the laundry.

What's with all the ants all of the sudden?

Remember when our kitchen used to be these colors?

Flashback Friday - It Was All About The Pockets

Kristy, Farrah and Allyson sporting their ever so trendy Jordache jeans.

Rumor Has It

I am here to clear up any misconceptions once and for all. Well at least for today.

So I missed park day this week. It just so happens that park day fell on the same day that my dear friends and I got up and went to the temple at 5 am. And it was also the same day that my sister flew in, her plane scheduled to arrive 10 minutes before we were supposed to be at the park. And I, being the person put in charge of picking her up.

Now I have heard from about 100 people that they missed me at the park (it is so nice to be loved) and that they heard that I went to the temple at an unreasonable hour so they all figured I was sleeping. (Ok, it was more like 3 people. But figuring the amount of people who were actually at the park, that is a lot.)

OK

Hello

Now I realize that SOMEONE (who shall remain nameless) came to my house a few weeks ago at 9:15 and I was still in my PJ's and she told everyone it was 11:00. But still people.

Granted, I have been known to still be in PJ's at 10 or 11 from time to time. FROM TIME TO TIME. But it isn't because I am just lying around in bed eating chocolate cake. I do have a baby who wakes up between 6:30 and 7:00 to eat EVERY MORNING.

On days that I still have my PJ's on when it is 10 am or so it is usually because I have fed a baby, made the other kids breakfast, done a few loads of laundry, looked something up on the computer for Steve, posted on my blog, loaded the dishwasher, fed a baby again, looked at the clock and realized I am about to take the kids swimming in an hour anyway. So why get dressed now?

Now the plan was this: my sister was going to call me when she got off the plane so that I could come and pick her up. I figured I would pick her up and we would go to the park for a little play time and to eat lunch. Now at this point I have to be honest and say that I didn't actually pick her up even though I was locked and loaded and standing by for the call. My mom was running a little late to work that morning and was passing the airport just at the same exact time my sister was getting off the plane. So she picked her up and I was at home waiting for her to get to my house so we could go to the park. When she got to my house I found out that she and her children had been up since 2:45 am our time. So they were not really in the mood for the park. Therefore we just stayed at my house and ate.

So the point of this whole big old story is: I am sorry I missed park day and I am not as

LAZY

as some people think. At least this week I wasn't.

So there!

Hot Diggity Dog

I have forever, for all my 33 years of life, HATED

h o t d o g s

YUCK! I am very sensitive to smells and from the time I was a little kid the smell of hot dogs cooking made me want to puke. We rarely eat them at our house for that reason. I have tried several times throughout my life to eat one. Like the time I was at youth conference and we spent all day doing a service project. I was starving and all they had for dinner that night was hot dogs. I couldn't even get one bite down I was gagging so bad. Or there was the time Steve and I took the kids camping and they had hot dogs for dinner and I had a PB&J sandwich. That was the first time a hot dog even looked slightly appealing to me. I took one bite and it quickly lost it's appeal. So when Steve came home in the middle of the day today to cook hot dogs on the grill for him and the kids for lunch, I figured I would make a sandwich or eat some soup. But for some very odd reason I decided I wanted a hot dog. I kept trying to suppress the urge because I knew I wouldn't make it past one bite. But I couldn't. I just wanted it. And I ate it. The whole thing. This is a big deal for me. This is the

VERY FIRST

hot dog I have ever eaten. EVER. It was alright. No gagging.

WEIRD.

Monday Morning Musings

What's going through my mind this morning?

When they make socks, why do they put the seam at the toes on the inside so it rubs against your feet? Wouldn't it be better to do it so the seam faces out and the smooth part is against your foot?

I still can't believe I made it through my first Harry Potter movie without falling asleep. It kind of made me want to read the books.

Oh yeah. That's why I don't play video games with Zac. He doesn't even give me a chance to figure out how to move before he shoots me down and laughs his evil laugh.

The most fun food to eat ever is Pull-'N-Peel Twizzlers. You can braid them, knot one strand over and over, just bite into one big chunk, smush one strand up into a ball, eat one strand like a worm, roll a line of three strands up, the possibilities are endless. I probably ate too many this weekend.

I wonder how long Emily is going to be scared. We let her watch the Michael Jackson Thriller video last night and she wouldn't go to sleep and she woke up and came into our bedroom twice. Right now she is sitting beside me because she can't be alone. Aubrey on the other hand wasn't fazed by it.

So that's what Michael Jackson used to look like.

Now that the Tour de France is over I won't be falling asleep every night with tales of the peloton and blood doping playing in the background.

Thrilling I know.

What's going through your mind?

Little Late Over Ladies

Aubrey & Maddy and Rylee & Emily making pizza

Aubrey & Maddy and Rylee & Emily eating pizza
Last night I let the girls have a late over. If you don't know what a late over is, it is a sleep over minus the sleeping over. They made pizza for dinner and played dress up and watched movies. They had so much fun.

It's A Family Thang

Steve and Aubrey

Allyson and Emily

Zac

On Thursday we got a babysitter for Addison (thanks D) and took the other kids up the canyon to ride ATV's. We took a little picnic lunch with us. It was so much fun. I have never seen Zac ride his ATV, except up and down our street, and I was very impressed. He was so cute shifting gears and everything. He knew exactly what he was doing. We had a great time.

To see all the pictures click here to view our summer album.

Flashback Friday - Little Zac

I just sent my little Zac off to Cub Scout Day Camp. I don't think I can call him little any more though. He is getting to be so grown up. He will be 10 years old in a month. My baby is no longer a baby. It is hard to believe 10 years have gone by already. In 2 years he will be a Deacon and will be passing the sacrament. In 9 years.....here come the tears.....in 9 years, that is less than the amount of years he has been alive, I will be sending him off again. Not for the day but for 2 years. My sweet little boy. He has only been gone for 30 minutes but I miss him already. I love you Zac. You are the bestest boy in the whole world.

Wizard Boy And The Deathly Hallows

A very special thanks goes out to Aunt Lauren and Grandma who stood in line until after 2:oo am on Friday night to get the new Harry Potter book for Zac. He has been deeply involved since he got it.

Some Husbands Bring Their Wives Flowers

Not mine. This is the surprise Steve came home from work with on Friday. My very own ATV so I can go riding with him. We got a babysitter on Saturday and the 2 of us went up the canyon on our ATV's. After I got over the initial freak out helmet induced claustrophobia it was a ton of fun. We drove up pretty high and found a quiet spot with a nice view and all we could hear was the wind blowing and the birds chirping. It was nice. Thanks honey!