So, I just found something out and I thought I would share it with you. Today.....is the last day of April. Really, seriously it is. If you are like me and you think April 1st was just last week, it wasn't. It was a whole 29 days ago. So.....that means tomorrow is May. First. Obviously, if I put my sister Kristy's and my sister-in-law Heather's birthday cards in the mail today (look, who are we kidding, I probably won't get them there today before the mail man comes) chances are they are not going to get them tomorrow. So, HAPPY BIRTHDAY GUYS. I mean HAPPY BIRTHDAY Y'ALL! (dang it, I hate it when I do that)(forget to say y'all) OK, at this point, the only reason I am still typing is not because I actually have anything to say. It is because I am avoiding cleaning my kitchen. Ummmmm.....soooooo.......whatchalldoin'?
You know what really irritates me? When I go to the grocery store and spend a good 5 minutes picking out apples that are bruise free, then I go to check out and the clerk just carelessly drops the apples on the counter or throws them over to the bagger. I wanna say, "Ummm, HELLO! Have you never eaten an apple before in your life?" Is there some secret code that binds all grocery store clerks to apple abuse or something?
Addison is now sporting a lovely black (more like a light purplish) eye and a bruised cheek. She was on her changing table yesterday and I opened the drawer below her to get an outfit out for her to wear. She, being at the age where she can't hold still for more than 1/8th of a second, flipped right off the changing table and landed in the open drawer. Thankfully that saved her head from any further damage. Unfortunately her face caught the side of the drawer on her way in.
Addy has also learned a great trick of sliding down the car seat thing that goes across the chest and she takes her arms completely out of the straps. I turn around and regularly find her just sitting in her car seat with no shoulder straps. And she gives me this big cute smile that says, "Hey mom! Look what I can do!"
The blossoms on a flowering pear tree smell like poop. I have 3 of them planted by my driveway. It took me a whole 2 days to figure out where that horrid smell was coming from. Zac is actually the one who figured it out.
My kids spent the night at my mom's house on Friday night. What did Steve and I do? We ate at an old persons restaurant (Steve is over 40, so he fit in just fine) because we didn't want to have to wait for a table at another one. Then we went to Home Depot to pick out lights for our new house. It was actually kind of fun. Is that sad?
Steve told me the other day that he is not attached to our new house. He doesn't want to get attached, just in case we can't sell this one. Can I just tell you how much that pissed me off? Lemetellyousomething. I AM attached. That is my freakin' house and I am moving into it and that is where I am going to spend the rest of my days (may they be long). And he has to be lying. He says he's not, but I don't see how he isn't. He is there ALL DAY EVERYDAY. If you could go to my new house, you would be attached to it. We could never build another house in another place like that because there is no other place like that. There is a huge horse ranch behind us, gorgeous view in every direction, open space with no houses on one side, walking trail on the other that leads down to a duck pond. Sorry! Like I said, that's MY house. I am gonna raise my kids there, my grandchildren are going to come visit me there, and I am going to die there (may that be many, many decades from now) and be buried in a hole in the backyard. He's not attached? Sorry honey, we are a package deal at this point, me and that house.
Steve has this ability to back up a vehicle that is just.....he's really good at it. He pretty much wrote the book on parallel parking. He can honestly drive better backward than forward, and he is an excellent forward driver. He can back into any space, anywhere, expertly. The other day, I needed air in my tires and he needed air in his big work trailer tires. So we drove to the gas station together. He backed his big old trailer into this little tiny narrow space. He seriously had maybe an inch on either side before he hit something. He just backed that puppy right into that little space effortlessly, on the first try. I don't know why.....but there is something about..... watching him back things up like that.....sigh.....that I find rather.....appealing.....Sorry. That's probably more than you needed/wanted to know.
We are Fox News Channel types around our house. However we do make a nightly exception when we switch over to CNN to get our daily dose of Beck. Farrah, this one's for you:
As previously stated on this blog, I belong to The Church Of Jesus Christ Of Latter Day Saints. In other words, I am a Mormon. There has been an awful lot of talk about Mormons on the news lately. I was watching a Dr. Phil the other day and the topic was on the whole polygamy thing goin' on down in Texas. The good Doctor kept referring to them as the "Mormon Cult". After a few minutes of it, I really wanted to go and shake the heck out of my TV. Those people have nothing to do, or no affiliation with the Mormon church. So I got this e-mail from my sister-in-law this morning. I thought it was funny, so I thought I would share it with you, just to clear up any misconceptions.
For those of you who have been watching the news and may have wondered..
Some Mormon women sing...
Some Mormon women dance...
Some Mormon women write scary stories...
Some Mormon women have lots of money and really great hair...
I know hundreds of Mormon women. They do all kinds of different things and live all different kinds of lives.
This woman served as a leader in the Mormon church.
She recently spoke to teenage girls worldwide. She encouraged them to stand up to peer pressure, strengthen their families and serve others.
None of the Mormon women I know look like this...
None of them are marrying off their teenage daughters and-- although some may joke about wanting a sister-wife (preferably one who is really fat & ugly, does bathrooms and changes diapers)--none of them really want to share their husband with anyone.
Furthermore...
Some Mormon guys can throw a ball...
Some Mormon guys yell at the ball...
Some Mormon guys make scary movies...
Some Mormon guys have a lot of money and really great hair...
I know hundreds of Mormon guys. They do all kinds of different things and live all kinds of different lives.
This is one of the leaders of the Mormon church.
Last Sunday he spoke about honoring women, especially mothers, and gave advice to husbands and children about how to treat the women in their lives.
None of the Mormon men I know look like this...
The Mormon men I know are honest and hard-working. They don't cheat, smoke, drink or gamble. And TRUST ME....the last thing any of them want is another wife.
So that was the end of the e-mail, but I just couldn't leave out my most favorite famous Mormon:
And speaking of Mormon women who write scary stories, I just found out from my friend Megan that this movie is coming out on my birthday! You can just tell who each person is playing just by looking at them. I am so excited.
Anyway, I am not trying to make light of a serious situation. I really feel sorry for the women and children of that polygamist compound. My heart goes out to them. Especially the children who have been so brainwashed and have no knowledge of the outside world. I hope that things can work out for them so that they can have somewhat normal lives.
I was going to put some interesting facts about the Mormon church (that actually isn't the name of our church, that is a nickname given to us by people outside of our church) but I have 2 little girls who have been patiently waiting for me to get off the computer so I won't. If you want to know more about the beliefs of our church you can click here.
I did find some interesting facts about our church's humanitarian efforts. Click here to read them.
I'm so excited (and I just can't hide it). I just got home from picking the kids up from school. I opened my mailbox and there was great news in there. When I was trying to find out about registering Aubrey for Kindergarten next year in the school in our new neighborhood, I found out that they have a Spanish program. It is only available for one Kindergarten class. You have to fill out an application to get accepted. I your child is accepted they will remain in the same class for the entire K-6 grades. For 1/2 the day their class is in English. The other 1/2 of the day is completely in Spanish. The teacher doesn't speak in English to them at all. By the time they leave the program in 6th grade they are fluent Spanish speakers. We just got the letter of acceptance in the mail today. So our little Aubrey will be speaking Spanish. And it will be her responsibility to teach it to the rest of the family. Do you think that is too big of a burden to put on a 5 year old? Ole!
So apparently an entire week passed me by without my knowing it. I just went to send out an e-mail reminding my book club that we are meeting this Wednesday, when they actually met last Wednesday. I was really busy with a lot of stuff. Thank you Alicia and Farrah for missing me. As for everyone else...... I know that deep down inside......you missed me too. You were just too broken up to say anything about it. Don't cry. I'm back.
Current song stuck in my head, and it has been a whole week since I heard it on American Idol:
SHUT IT UP!
Speaking of American Idol and Mariah Carey, I couldn't help but notice when she was performing her hair was blowing so nicely in the wind. I have never seen any one's hair blow on AI. And even after it was over, when she was standing there talking to Ryan her hair was still blowing. And I couldn't help but wonder if when she is walking down the street, if she has people walking in front of her with fans. I mean she is the diva of all divas. When was the last time you saw her hair hold still?
My mom had some gummy bears at her house and I just couldn't resist having a few. It took me back. Way back to 4th grade at Reinhardt Elementary. When gummy bears were all the rage. I really hate it when people say "all the rage" but I just couldn't think of any other way to word it. So much for creative writing. I remember when they first came out and we would lick the back and stick them on our shirts. Whenever I eat gummy bears I remember riding in the back of Michelle Calvo's truck (they had a top on, what do you call those things?) with a bunch of our friends on our way to a BA football game to hear her brother perform in the band. We had a big honkin' bag of gummy bears with us.
Addison is sick. Again. Croup, bronchiolitis, and an ear infection. I get to fight with her every 4 hours while trying to give her a breathing treatment.
We had an open house Saturday. We had several people come through, but no bites. My mom said I need to let everyone know that our house is for sale so if they know someone looking for a house, they can tell them about ours. So ok, everyone, my house is up for sale. I know that most of you reading this know SOMEONE who lives here. So get on the ball and find someone to buy my house! SIGH! What have you been doing, just sittin' around?
My children's dresser drawers are stuffed and overflowing and it is making me crazy. The problemo? Winter clothes mixed with spring clothes. Why? Why don't I just put away all the winter clothes, you ask. Because our weather varies a little from day today. You know it's like 78 degrees one day, the next it is 48 and snowing. Lovely.
I have all these plants and flowers at my house now, 'cause you know, I was trying to be all fancy pants at my open house. Well, there is a reason why I never have had plants or flowers before. It makes me crazy to have to go around and water them all every day. And it has only been 2 days. I am a firm believer in taking care of the living things that have come forth from my womb, and only those things. I wonder how long the flowers will last.....(don't worry, if I happen to be watching your kids, I make an exception)
I did consider getting a dog yesterday. When Addison eats at my house, there is disaster all over the floor beneath her. When she eats at my mothers house, the floor beneath her is spotlessly clean. Why? Because Bean-O (my brothers dog) stands at attention right next to the high chair when she is eating. I don't even think the food has a chance to hit the floor. That would be nice, to always have a clean kitchen floor. The only problem is that eventually Addison will outgrow the whole food on the floor thing, and then we will be stuck with this.....dog. And in case you missed it a minute ago, I have this belief about caring for things not of my womb. Not exactly a belief, per say, but really, just an inability on my part. I feel like I am doing pretty good to feed and love and nourish and bathe the 4 living creatures I HAVE to feed and love and nourish. Why throw something more into the mix?
You know a while back when I thought I broke my toe? Well that finally healed but the side of my foot right under my pinkie toe hurt really bad, so I started thinking I might have broken some little bone that connects my toe to my foot. It still hurts really bad. In fact, I woke up just this morning thinking, dang, my foot really hurts. Well, let me tell ya, if I thought it hurt then, oh was I in for a treat. I have a daughter who oft times wakes up in a less than pleasant mood. This morning was no different. She woke up and decided that she really needed to go to the bathroom right then. Well, unfortunately for her, her little sister had just woken up and was already using their bathroom. The first sister decided that the second sister was taking far too much time, so she was trying to shove her off the toilet before the second sister was finished. I heard the commotion and went to see what the problem was this time. Well, at this very moment my house is SPOTLESSLY CLEAN. A phenomenon that doesn't occur very often. In fact this might be the first time. Anyhoo, I wanted it to stay that way, but I soon realized if I didn't do something and do it quick we were going to have a pee problem. Because sister #2 was about to get pushed off the toilet in the middle of doing her business and sister #1 was doing the potty dance in between shoves. So I took sister #1 by the shoulders and started guiding her to another bathroom. She threw an even bigger fit. We only have 4 bathrooms in this house, but you would have thought I was trying to force her out back under a bush or something. Well, in the struggle her foot caught my previously damaged pinkie toe and pulled it away from my foot. YOUCH! I think I might have cried. It hurt so bad. And it still hurts. And it is all blue and purple again. And my foot really hurts. I was not very happy.
Sorry to leave the music on for so long. I only planned on having it up for one day and one day only but today kind of got away from me.
Am I the only one who was disappointed with The Office last night. I just didn't think it was that funny. I think they need to keep the office in the office. I don't know, I guess it just felt a little forced to me. You give those writers a little time off and everything just goes to heck.
As for my poll. The correct answer is 24 hours.
I have a horrible sinus infection. Although I am a thousand times better today than I was yesterday (thank goodness for antibiotics). I went to the doctor and I thought you would be happy to know that the receptionist only had white eyeshadow on her entire eye this time. No scary triangles. I wanted to reach across the counter and give her a hug.
I went on a field trip with Emily's class today.
I took Emily to the mall tonight to find a dress for her to wear to her baptism. Do I need to go into details, or can I just remind you of our last shopping trip? It only took us 2 hours to find a dress that was modest and baptism appropriate and that we both agreed on.
We went to a mall that is really close to our house. I really don't like that mall and I only go there if I have to and only to go to certain stores there. I wasn't planning on going to that mall, I was going to go to a different one, but Emily insisted she wanted a white dress and I knew that there were 2 different stores in this mall close to our house that would have all white dresses. So we went there. And I remembered why we are moving. Talk about Friday Night Freak Show.
I was able to talk her out of the all white dress. Score! One point for me.
No misspellings found. Score! Two points for me.
Now on to Flashback Friday. This is a picture of Emily and Zac a few years ago. Zac would die if he knew I was showing it to you.
