Monday Morning Musings

When I said to my dear husband, "Honey, we really need to start getting the house ready to put up for sale" I meant something along the lines of finish grouting the tile in the bathroom, actually install the bathroom sink correctly, finish putting in the bottom part of the vanity, put the wood down in our closet, fix the lights in our bedroom, fix that big hole in the floor by the front door (the list could go on and on forever). This is how he interpreted it:

In case you don't know what his interpretation means here is the translation:

"MAKE YOUR WIFE ABSOLUTELY FREAKING CRAZY"

For some reason he thinks that to actually be getting something accomplished you have to take something that is perfectly fine and totally destroy it and then take (don't listen honey) your own sweet little time putting it back together. (Stephen, I love you more than anything in this whole world!) (just wanted to make sure you knew that).

Is it bad to start a sentence by saying, "The next time officer Olsen pulls me over...."??? I mean he has only pulled me over 3 times. In the past year. In the same place. You'd think I'd learn by now.

I am sorry if your children are going to be exposed to my hacking coughing children in school today. They just really needed to go. We have had 3 very quality days smushed up in the house together. It's time to get back to real life no matter how sick we all still are.

I have come to the conclusion that I am not going to get anything done until I finish my book. So I am just going to give up on everything else and read. The problem is it there are 2 more books after it in the series.

PMA (positive mental attitude) is not helping me feel any less sick at the moment.

It is Monday! Time for a fresh start. Everyone have a GREAT week!

Today

It's been one of those days. It has been overcast and raining all day. I love it. That is one of the things I miss the most from the place from which I come. We don't get a lot of those kinds of days here. It has been a lazy day. We haven't done one lick of work (I feel like an old lady saying lick). It has been a snuggling day. We have done a lot of that around here. I am reading a GREAT book which I cannot put down (everyone warned me from the people who suggested it to all the people I saw at the doctors office yesterday and all the people at the hospital and my visiting teachers and so on and so on and so on). Apparently I am the last person in the whole world to read it. But it rains all the time in the book and so today has been a perfect backdrop. I have had the windows open to let the cool breeze come in and to enhance the sound of the rain falling. I made breakfast for dinner and have Carole King playing in the background. I am about to go pick up my book again. Yeah, it's been one of those days.

If It's Not One Thing....

So Addison and I took another little trip to the hospital today. This is her, what? Somebody help me here. I've lost count. One - RSV, two - strawberries, three - skull fracture, four...Ok, this is our 4th time in the last 9 1/2 months since she was born for us to go to the hospital.




It's been a fun day, just let me tell ya. Addison (I still don't know how to spell her nickname, but thanks for the votes!) has had a snotty nose for a few weeks. Then this week she developed a cough. Last night when I put her to bed she sounded really bad so I thought to myself, "Self, you should take her to the doctor tomorrow". Well when she woke up this morning I went to get her out of her bed and she had thrown up everywhere. That's always fun. So I thought I definitely will take her to the doctor today. I made her an appointment. Then I woke the kids up. Emily woke up in major drama mode. She was screaming and crying that she was starving and need to eat RIGHT NOW! I finally settled her down with a bowl of oatmeal which I was just sure she would throw up. Did I mention I was feeling very nauseous myself? Well she ate it and immediately went into drama mode again because she was still hungry and needed more. I tried to tell her she should wait and see if she was going to throw up before she ate more. However there is no dealing with her in that frame mind so I made more oatmeal. Yes, I would much rather clean up throw up than listen to that for one more second. Well, she took about one bite of her second bowl and started heaving, but never actually threw up. Oh, and I forgot to say that Emily has had a bad cough for a few days too. So I figured I would call and add her to the appointment also.




Then Zac started complaining that he felt like he was going to throw up. And he was also hacking away. I was like, OK. This is so much fun. I guess no one is going to school today! Let's all go to the doctor!!! On the way to the doctor, Aubrey started coughing really bad too. But I digress. You are probably wondering how I ended up at the hospital with Addison.




The doctor listened to everyone, swabbed their throats, blah blah blah...It seems like we all just have a virus. A few viruses to be exact. One of the snot kind and one of the vomit kind. Aren't we special? But when she listened to Addison she said she sounded really bad when she listened to her lungs but not bad in her throat or mouth. So she was afraid that she had pneumonia and wanted me to take her right up to the hospital for a chest x-ray. Which I did. And thankfully that came back fine. She just has a yucky virus like the rest of us.




So it has just been a barrel 'O fun around here today. And poor Steve had to miss it all because he is out of town. (He is on his way back at this very moment for any crazy psychopath reading this.) (Ok, truth be told, I am probably the craziest psychotic person reading it. But still.)

Flashback Friday - Football Fever

Bart (hee hee hee- you look like a little boy), Allyson and Farrah

I decided to use this as my flashback picture today because I am just so excited that football season is upon us again (please read that last sentence with sarcasm) (extreme sarcasm). Really I came upon it just now and what with my pizza post the other day and all (sorry I am getting a little misty eyed) I was thinking about how much I miss the good old days when Bart and Farrah were living in Provo going to BYU and I could bug them constantly and not have to do it long distance. (Hee hee hee, I just looked at the picture of baby Bart again).

And Farrah, I am still mad about the cast/chopstick thing even though that was about a thousand years ago!

And That's Why I Drink Bottled Water

As some of you know, my neighborhood has a little twin phenomenon going on. We had something like 5 or 6 sets of twins born in our ward in about a 5 year time period. Being that I live where I live my entire ward consists of about about 6 streets, so that many twins is a big deal. Not to mention all the twins born to people who grew up in this ward and their parents still live here, or all the other sets of twins born in this neighborhood but not in our ward. Zac has 2 sets of twins in his class at school.

Well, it has been a few years since our last set of twins were born in this ward. But all that is about to change. We have a set about to be birthed any day now. And just last week we found out that another girl in our ward is pregnant. And SURPRISE! She is having twins.

When people around here get pregnant people don't ask. "What are you having?" No. They ask, "Do you know how many you're having yet?"

Quick, somebody call Oprah!

What A Girl Needs

So my sister Farrah is the queen of google. I love google too. I use it just about every day. Farrah got the idea from Megan to google your name and the word needs and see what comes up. So since I have nothing else to post about today, here it goes. This is what came up when I googled "Allyson needs":

♥Allyson needs a great deal of closeness and enjoys being read to, cuddled and talked with at bedtime.

♥Allyson needs jones soda.

♥Allyson needs baby chinchilla's?.

♥I think Allyson needs to grow up a little, before making comments like this.

♥Allyson needs money to buy A plane ticket if she does go.

♥Allyson needs the antibodies that you are giving her.

♥Allyson needs some fruit.

♥Allyson needs your help now!

♥Allyson needs corrective lenses.

♥Don't you think Allyson needs to add a few photos?
that same person also said:
Ahhhhhh! Allyson. I soooooo love this girl!

♥Allyson needs limits. Strict limits. If she finds out that you are a sucker, she'll walk all over you.

♥I think Allyson needs to whip out her war chest and quash Raj now.

♥Allyson needs to be at home to feed Julia.

♥Since Allyson needs someones bizznazz to be up in, here it goes.

♥Allyson needs direction on how to use funds.

♥Allyson needs a slapping.

Freak Show

So we went to my parents house yesterday, like we do every Sunday, for dinner. Only this Sunday was a little different from others. The kids got out the Hula Hoops and well, we all took a turn. Except Steve. He just sat back watching. And I am sure laughing. And it was all caught on camera. So everyone can have a good laugh at our expense. Go ahead, laugh away.....

Monday Morning Musings

♦So I got up around 3:30 this morning to feed Addison and I turned on the TV and there was a documentary about synchronized swimming on. It was one of those things where I kept saying, "why the heck am I watching this???" but on the other hand I was going, "these people are such freakazoids I can't stop watching them". Don't get me wrong. My sisters and I used to get in the pool and make up SS (that means sync. swimming dad, nothing to do with the Nazis) routines when we were growing up. But I have to tell you that EVERY PERSON they interviewed was just a tad bit "off". And that is quite possibly putting it mildly.


♦The final Design Star recorded last night while I was sleeping. I have this dilemma. Do I watch it now so I can see who won, or wait for Emily to get home from school and watch it with her? (ARRGGHHH!!! What was I thinking? I just went to the website to get the link to put on here and it had the winner on it! STUPID!)


♦We drove out to our property yesterday and there is an actual paved street now!!!


♦Just how embarrassing would it be if I posted those hula hoop pictures???


♦Aubrey walked in the room this morning and said something to me and I swear it was Farrah 25 years ago.


♦Conversation in my kitchen this morning:
Zac: Mom, are we walking to school today?
Me: Yes.
Zac: Good, I think walking to school is my favorite part of the school year.
Emily: You know what my favorite part is? Going to recess and lying in the grass. I can take a nap and not have anyone singing to wake me up, just the bell.
Me: You know, there are a lot of children in this world who would love to have their mother sing to them to wake them up every morning.
Zac: Yeah, well maybe they don't know how annoying it is.
Me: GASP!!!

I'm Just Settin' Myself Up For This One

When I want a quick easy dinner, we get Little Caesar's or Papa John's. When I am CRAVING pizza, we go for the good stuff. And I was craving it today.

"The Pie"

(yes you heard me right you Maldonado's you!) started out as a hip little pizza joint near the University of Utah with atmosphere and live music. It has long been rumored that they put marijuana in their pizza dough to make it addicting. Anyway they now have several locations. My kids love "The Pie" because they get to write on the walls. I love it for what you can see above. The Extreme Veggie Pizza. Spinach, spicy tomatoes, crumbled feta cheese, sliced red onions and artichoke hearts the size of my fist. Oh yeah. That's what I'm talkin' about. This is a knife and fork kind of pizza. Because no matter how yummy the crust, it can't support the weight of the toppings on this monster. Like I said, I was craving it today. So we loaded up the kids and went there for lunch. Then we took them to see the movie Underdog (which I of course slept through) (You think if I tell them when I buy the tickets that I physically can't stay awake for a whole movie maybe they will give me a discount?). We just got home and I couldn't help myself. I ate another slice. Mmmmmmm.....

Oh, and if you are wondering about the post title, that is a very long running joke betwixt me and a couple other people I know. (if you click on that link you have to go all the way down to the bottom picture)

Children Of A Blogger

The conversation that took place Thursday night as we were making these:

Emily: "Mom, do you remember that one time when I made the ice cream cookies for dessert and you took a picture of them and put them on your blog?"



Me: "Yes, I do."



Emily: "Do you think when we are finished making these, you could take a picture of them and put them on your blog too?"



Me: "Sure, that's a great idea."



Emily: "You could call it 'Creative Girls' , yeah, that is a good name, 'Creative Girls' ".

The conversation that took place yesterday when Emily got home from school:

Me: "So, how was school today?"



Emily: "Good. Mom, did you put the pictures of the things I made on your blog yet?"



Me: "No honey, I'm sorry. I haven't had a chance to" (Thinking to myself: No I haven't had time to because for some reason our stupid school district has early out day's on Friday and so I took you and Zac to school, took Aubrey to preschool, came home and fed Addison, turned right around and picked up Aubrey, ate lunch and now here I am back at the school to pick y'all up.)



Emily: "Well, you are going to put a picture on your blog and call it 'Creative Girls' Aren't you?"



Me: "Yes Emily, as soon as I get a chance I will do that."

So as promised here is a picture of the cute letters Emily made for 2 of her friends (Rylee & Bryttni) who both had birthdays this week. And of course Aubrey couldn't be left out so she made the purple box.

CREATIVE GIRLS