Being a slacker....

yes, that is what I'm being.

I should be packing more of our crap so we can get it into a storage unit.

I thought I should do a little post to let everyone know our plans....

First off....

No, we don't have another house. Yet.

We are going to stay with the in-laws till the loan is approved and we find a house etc... this will be really nice cause Goober will still go to the same school and still be able to ride a bus there. I actually think it may be that SAME bus :) I have to check though. It IS only about 4 blocks south of our house now.

Second....

We are still going to go to church at the same bat place and the same bat time... don't want to mess with the kids normal stuff any more than I have to. I really don't want to deal with potty training recession and bad grades in school.

Third....

I really don't want to loose contacts with the wonderful people that we have met while living here. I totally adore them. Playgroup is a highlight for my kids when we make it... and a highlight for me when my the Energizer Bunny isn't uber cranky because it's his normal nap time. I ADORE girls nights out and book club. Just cause I may not end up in the 'hood doesn't mean I wouldn't take a 20-30 min drive across town to see you great people!

Fourth...

we will still have our same phone number. It will be on voice mail for a while, but I will TOTALLY check it DAILY. Probably multiple times... cause I'm nuts like that. And for those of you who know my last name... those in-laws I'm staying with. SAME LAST NAME. And they are the ONLY other ones in our phone book. Look it up if you want to. I would love to hear from ya!

That's it till the next "I'm a lazy butt" or "I'm WAAAYYYY out of shape" break.

Tata, must get movin!

Going Once.... Going Twice....

SOLD!!!!!!

Welp... we sold our house. We are supposed to be out by

Nov 5th.

Sugar Fiend

The Energizer Bunny is a MAJOR sugar fiend. And when I say sugar fiend I mean he freaks out if he so much as sees anything with sugar in it and you don't give it to him.

Heck the kid wouldn't even drink water without some kind of flavoring till recently.

I'm dead serious when I say I had to BRIBE to kid off of nursing. Honestly... do most kids require strawberry drink mix in their milk to drink it? What about Propell in their water?

Recently I was able to ween him off of the Propell, kind of....

He doesn't like water very much, but tuff schnookies kid! He's just going to have to deal.

I just wanted to make sure he didn't wither away from thirst!

Well today as I was busy trying to whittle away at the issues of whether or not to accept a certain offer on our house he got busy screaming bloody murder while clinging to my legs. Which, as most of you know, makes it nie unto impossible to move anywhere.

So I inched my way this way and that until I was able to maneuver and get him some milk in his sippy.

Which I then gave to him without further thought.

He gulped down the WHOLE THING like it was going out of style, as in, tomorrow!

About half way through I realized that I hadn't put any strawberry flavoring in it.

YIPPY! HORRAY! (and any other celebratory words you can think of! It's just doesn't look as good or exciting in writing does it? Shucks.)

Anyway, that is the story of how The Energizer Bunny got off the cat nip! errrr.... Nesquick

Wise? or Just Chicken?

Ok, so about a week and a half ago I decided to try to go donate plasma... I called and scheduled an appointment to have a physical (cause they require it to be approved to donate due to disease and stuff) and then to donate plasma. It was supposed to take 3 hours. 1 and a half for the physical and the same again for the donation.

I called my mom and got her to come watch my kidlets.

For those of you who are unaware... I have an insy bit of a problem with needles. It used to be loads worse (like hyperventilate worse) but after having three children I have been able to learn to manage that fear to a reasonable level. All I have to do is start counting something while that nasty thing is being stabbed in... then WA LA! I'm OK after that.

Well I get to the plasma place. I go in and show them ID and SS card (cause they require it) and proceed to sit down in the waiting area and read their little handout about how if you think there is any possibility of you having AIDS and other health issues you should not donate plasma. (Duh)

I read it... and start to wait.

and wait.

and wait.

And after forty five minutes of waiting I start to get this ominous feeling.

I tried to brush it off... then wondered if it was something more, and if I would regret not listening to it later.

I sit there for a few minutes debating this in my head. Then decided that even if I was going to get the physical etc today It might take three hours after I get out of the waiting area.

Mmmmm.

I can't do that. I have someone coming to look at the house this evening and as it is if I got back 3 hours after I was supposed to have the appointment I would only have 45 min to feed the kidlets something and clean up before having to run like a madwomen out of the house so the realtor could come through.

Okay. So that did it.

I got up and left telling the girl at the front desk that I had a bad feeling and had to go.

So what do you think? Was I being wise to follow my instincts or was I just a big chicken? Or maybe a little of both!?

It's a Dad Thing....

I love that Jer wrestles with the kids sometimes... not every night, but often. I remember rough housing with my dad when I was a kid and boy was it good times!

My sisters and I used to try to gang up on him and try to tickle torture him (he is VERY ticklish behind his knees). He would always pin one of us down and tickle us till we couldn't breathe anymore. Then one day all three of us were able to PIN HIM DOWN... Good times.

I think it needs to be a requirement for being a dad that you sometimes tumble around with your kids!

I had to include this picture... mainly because it's about ganging up on each other.... see Goober? he is hanging on for dear life. And what is Jer doing? Holding Goobers feet still so Missy My can totally tickle the crap out of him!! :D

Well, I Went to the Doc Today....

about my depression I've been suffering with.

For those of you that just think it's in my head, I'll admit it is... yup that's right... that's where all those chemical reactions are at dumby! :) Depression is kind of like being a parent. In that there is no way you can possibly understand how it feels till you have been there.

Here is the best way I can think of to describe it:

You know the song "Taps". It's the song that is played by the trumpet or bugle at military funerals. It's really forlorn. And it makes me tear up almost every time I hear it even when I'm not depressed.

Well, for me, and it's probably different for other people... it's feeling like I'm listening to that song on a continuous round. It never stops.. in fact it has more impact the longer it goes. And on top of it, it feels like I've just gotten home form a long trip cause, man, it makes me just want to sleep. I think the sleep thing is a side effect of the depression cause I don't want to have to deal with life at all. Oh, then on top of that my whole body aches all the time.... fun, fun.

This is the main reason that in a previous post I said that without my kids I would be lost. When I'm depressed they are one of the only things that make me get up in the morning and keep going.

Anywho, I like our doc, cause he not only gives you a Rx if you need one... but he also tries to make sure you are exercising and eating better so that your body can cope as well. Though he admits that sometimes people need the Rx to give them the drive to be able to exercise and eat right.

So starting again tonight, I'm going to try start taking walks as prescribed by the doctor... (if my massive headache ever goes away, but that is another topic)

I'm so glad he doesn't just throw a prescription at me and call it good. Cause then I know he will do his darnedest to make sure I get back off of the medication when I no longer need it.

Anywho, Hopefully I can climb out of this quickly and get back to enjoying life. There is light at the end of the tunnel. There is hope. :)

Election Economic Plans

I just hope they have the drive and power of persuasion to get done what actually needs to get done. They both have a lot of good points...

Obiden:



McPalin:



I do think that McPalin has a point about encouraging people to take their retirements out of the stock market early being possibly very risky. But I do think that Obiden has a lot of good ideas in there.

We will see when one of them actually gets into office.

Yay For Grandparents!

So recently I have been greatly concerned about Halloween and cold weather coming. I could see no way that Jer and I could provide costumes for the kids and boots for the cold weather ahead. I was really NOT looking forward to telling Goober that he couldn't be a Star Wars character and that he would have to pick something we already had on hand. Something like a ghost or a punk...

Well, low and behold GRANDMA to the RESCUE!!!!! :)

She took us shopping for both yesterday. Thanks mom! You really saved my tooshy from angry raging chillins!

(My little Wooky)

So What do You Think?

Are we still a capitalist society even though the government now has control of many of the main banking institutions and the biggest are no longer privately owned (aka stock)? This is the concern of some economists at the moment.

And if we are no longer capitalists what would that make us?

Sometimes I take them for granted.

There are times when I wonder why I became a mother. There are times when all I would ask for is two minutes alone. There are times when I get so frustrated I could scream.

These are not those times.

Honestly, my kids are what keep me going. They are wonderful, and really for their ages, they really are pretty good siblings to each other.

This morning Missy My was the first one up for the day, all she wanted to do was sit on my lap and hug me (this could have been because she was cold, but I'll take it anyways!) Goober does his best to always look out for his younger siblings and tries to help me as much as possible. And The Energizer Bunny is usually more than happy to give me the most wonderful smiles under the sun.

I would be lost without my kids.

Dreams

Do you remember dreams? I don't mean "hope's and dreams" I mean those psychotic things that your mind makes up in the middle of the night.

I don't. At least not usually. When other women talk about how dreams get more vivid when they are pregnant.... nope, not me. I don't remember them even then.

I seriously haven't remembered a dream in over a year.

There is only one time I can recall remembering a pleasant dream and that was when I had a dream about Missy My's name... before Goober was born.

The rest of the dreams I remember? Yup, you got it. Nightmares. Fun, Fun.

Well, I guess the year long drought of dreams is over cause I got to remember not just one dream but two last night. Ugh. I hope this means I get to go two years between dreams this time.

Do you remember dreams regularly? Cause I wonder if I'm the only one who doesn't.

Have you ever been behind a dangerous OLD driver?

you know, the ones that weave all over the road while going two miles per hour?

Now, I admit, I'm a little bit of a speed demon. I like to get where I'm going and get to doing whatever I'm going to do. In general I don't want to meander all over the road and sight see unless I'm somewhere exotic.... which for me would be anywhere outside of Idaho and Utah at this point :)

So a couple of weeks ago Jer and I got behind one such driver. And as we went ten miles per hour below the speed limit for about five minutes (which, I might add, seems like an eternity when driving... er riding shotgun... errr while trying to get somewhere!) my thoughts meandered to other elderly drivers. Namely ones that have passed away in the last five years and were blood relatives. Ones whose children either didn't see, or didn't have the nerve to take licenses and/or cars away.

As I watch those that I love age and watch as they help and care for their parents it makes me think about that distant (hopefully very distant) day when I will be in the same spot. Whether that be caring for my parents or being elderly myself. I really would prefer that my children have the guts to possibly make me really mad, but to take away my car and license when I'm no longer a safe driver.

Anywho, back to following the driver... I happened to be on the way to my parents house when that irritating occurrence happened. When I got there these things were still running through my thoughts. So I decided to give my parents the heads up for the possibility that some day I may make them very, very, VERY mad at me... cause I'm just stubborn enough and gutsy enough to take away those things when I don't think they are capable of driving safely anymore.

So, I told my dad.

He didn't seam to thrilled about that... hopefully it was just the fact that I was thinking about him getting old. And not the fact that I'm gunna have a HUGE problem on my hands when that day comes... :( Cause honestly, I would rather him be mad at me than have him accidentally take a life via massive earthbound maned missile. I think that would be much worse for both of us.

Then I told mom.

Her response.....

THANK YOU!

P.S on a similar topic, I'm really worried about when my kids learn to drive. not because they will be scary drivers (which I'm sure they will be), but because not only will they be new drivers, but the main mass of the baby boomer generation will be into that "Scary Driver" age range. Yikes.

Ahhh. So, THAT's what it takes!

I finally figured out what it takes to get me to clean the whole house by myself in a reasonable amount of time. As in not 15 hours. And all while helping Goober get his homework done and making sure Missy is not UBER LOUD so that she doesn't wake up The Energizer Bunny.

It's a call from a realtor to show our house at 4pm.

Sometimes I wonder if it's possble for me to actually be really productive in a day. Well, I got my answer today! With The Energizer Bunny asleep I can accomplish ANYTHING.

Yay for naps!

Wednesdays

Ugh, Wednesdays are bad.

I honestly can't think of anything I particularly like about Wednesday besides the fact that it's NOT Monday!

Jer has scouts on Wednesdays (which makes my day with the kids all that much longer...)

And by Wednesday I'm usually just plain ol' tired.

last night I was really dumb.... really really dumb and stayed up till past midnight. WHAT WAS I THINKING???? Am I really begging for punishment that badly?!

Being a person who hates Wednesdays I should know that I HATE WEDNESDAYS... and therefore not make it worse by staying up till oh dark thirty! Derrrr.

So now I'm just plumb tuckered out.

And on top of that The Energizer Bunny keeps trying to turn off my computer via the power strip. Darn those bright little lights on it... they are like magnets. Except instead of metal... they attract ONE YEAR OLDS. I can't even tell you how many times he has turned off my computer mid task. And it's not for lack of trying to keep him out from under the desk either... the kid is like a reverse Houdini! Instead of getting out of places... he's a master of getting into them!

Sometimes Blogger can be dumb, dumb, dumb,...

So as you all know I tried starting a family blog....

Stupid thing wouldn't let me add other authors. So I had to delete it and make a new one. :(

Thing is it wouldn't let me have the same address for the blog ... dumb dumb dumb.... I even deleted the old one. Hopefully I'll have more luck with this one.

--- update---

Then it decided to mark my new blog as a spam account :P I think cause I sent too many invites in one day... so instead of messing with that I deleted it again... then went back to the old address (cause it would let me now! :P)

So now I'm only adding one author a day... seems to have worked ok adding Jer on... we will see on the rest of the fam. If Blogger is stupid this time... I'm going to go to another blog site to do this... SO TAKE THAT BLOGGER!

What I Got Out of Conference....

This weekend was pretty nice. Saturday we spent ignoring the fact that conference was actually going... (I know! Apostate!) and ran around and actually got things done that we needed to.. aka getting food etc for Sunday dinner.

Sunday rolled around and we were invited to my in-laws house to watch conference and hang out (besides the fact that it was our turn to cook Sunday Dinner)

Anywho I got some pictures and whatnot... here is a few of the family playing Settlers of Catan in between conference sessions (I was konked out in the other room)

Most of the day the kids played on the floor in front of the TV (BTW the TV is above the fireplace...nice for keeping little hands at bay!)

The Energizer Bunny was into EVERYTHING UNDER THE SUN. You name it... he was into it.

Goober enjoyed doing dot-to-dots...

And while I wasn't wrestling kids during the day or trying to keep the Energizer out of things I tried to get as much out of conference as possible. Though I have to admit... it wasn't much. Thank goodness it comes out in print in the Ensign.

You want to know the best thing I got out of conference this time??? Really?

This is something incredibly rare....

A mostly clean kitchen! (cause we weren't here to mess it up!)

So a while ago... as in six days ago FluffyChicky gave my blog an award :)

this particular award means:

"This blog invests and believes, the proximity. [meaning, that blogging makes us 'close' -being close through proxy]. They all are charmed with the blogs, where in the majority of its aims are to show the marvels and to do friendship; there are persons who are not interested when we give them a prize, and then they help to cut these bows; do we want that they are cut, or that they propagate? Then let’s try to give more attention to them! So with this prize we must deliver it to 8 bloggers that in turn must make the same thing and put this text."

ooo should I nominate more people and hope I don't annoy them? I think I shall, cause even if I do annoy them (and really, who's annoyed by someone thinking their blog is cool?)... That's ok, because sometimes I'm just like that (meaning annoying!).

So this award goes to.....

*Mary* , Christy , and Amy cause even though I don't know them IRL they still are nice enough to a) leave comments every once in a while or b) blog stalk me :) Then I will award... Angie, and Holli cause their camera skillz are sweeeeeet and they prove that pictures really are worth a thousand words. The award also goes to .... Pete, Nat, Kar, and Arin .. cause I'm a snot like that :P

Do you SEE that?

Missy My is a cute girl. I love her to death. She is my cuddly child. The one who can't live without oodles of hugs and kisses. Always wants to be on my lap or clobbering me with a giant hug. She is definitely a mamma's girl. (which is nice most of the time).

She pulls the funniest faces and is getting better with her language skills everyday.

There is one thing (ok maybe more... I admit it!) that I can't get past. See this itty bitty picture down here?

Wanna know why it's so small when usually my pictures are so huge? Her hair is cute and everything (which is the reason I took the picture... to document that hairstyle).

So why is it small? Have you not noticed? .... wow, you are oblivious.

Check out where her finger is. And while you are at it, notice where her thumb is. She does this absentmindedly a lot. HOW she does this ABSENTMINDEDLY... I must admit, I do not know. I would think either her nostril or her thumb would hurt because of the angle at which she has to keep them to have them stuck in holes that are so close in proximity.

I didn't want to make this picture huge and totally shove that image up your nose :)

She has done this since she was a baby. Seriously, she sucked her thumb in utero. The finger didn't take long after she was born to find it's "cozy little place" either.

We are currently working on the thumb sucking (it's making her slightly bucktoothed...) by telling her it's "yucky" and that it hurts her teeth and her thumb. This works ok for the most part... she stops sucking on it when it's brought to her attention most of the time.

I'm hoping and praying the finger up the nose business just sort of follows along.

Anyone else know of any kids that do this???

Attention: Toothfairy!

So today at lunch Goober lost his very first tooth! So tonight while he sleeps the tooth fairy gets to come and take his tooth from under his pillow as he sleeps and leave some moola! (I'm so glad he didn't swallow it... how does the tooth fairy get it and give the cashola then?)

When I was little the tooth fairy came to our house when I lost teeth. It was fun to get money for pretty much nothing :)

At one point my family moved from one state to another... I was FREAKED out that the tooth fairy wouldn't be able to find me. You would have thought I would be concerned about Santa, too right? Apparently not. Apparently he was magical enough to find me no matter what. But the tooth fairy? Nope. She must not have seemed very capable... maybe it was her size... I dunno, I don't remember much about it... except the fact that my mom got inventive and showed me where the tooth fairy lived.

That's right! The tooth fairy lived in the very town that we just moved to! Amazing! She had kind of a cool house too... right next to a low bridge downtown, in a little castle like building (that is actually a pump house for making sure aforementioned bridge doesn't flood). Very fairytale like! Alright, well apparently she could find me cause she lived so close!

So this makes me curious... how did your family do the tooth fairy growing up?

Hey Family!

I started another blog. It's for family only and I want it to be a group blog so that all of us can let each other know what is going on in our lives without too much hassle! After a bit I will set it to private so that only family can view it.

It is just a thought, and if it doesn't work out no biggy :) Just thought it might be worth a try where all of us are so spread out acrossed the country.

The blog is here and you will need a blogger account to be able to join in!

This would be for my side of the family, if Jer's side want's one too I would be happy to start one as well...just email me (my email addy is on the sidbar!)

This One's for You!

And by the way if your not single and do not find yourself in Cordy's position... this one's NOT for YOU! :) I (like Sue) would TOTALLY adopt her if possible! But you can read anyways if you want to... then back me up with LOADS of POSITIVE COMMENTS for Cordy!!! Cause those feel really good to receive, and besides, they're fun to hand out too.

Here is my Glorified comment for Cordy:

Back in the day when I was still single I remember having huge crushes on guys and NEVER telling them. Never. Because of the fear that I would be devastated by their reaction.

I look back now and wish I would have told some of them. Why is it the guy needs to be the one to make that move? .... anywho.....There were only ever two times I let a guy know I liked them in all my single years. Though if any of them had half a brain they would have seen it bright as day. Both of the times I let the guy know (either through major flirting, or just telling them ... talk about scary and putting yourself out there emotionally!) Good things ensued. One of the boys ended up a boyfriend, the other ended up my husband.

Can I say I'm SO GLAD I didn't let fear keep me away from my hubby. I can't imagine the world without him. I would have been devastated to have watched him, fallen in love with him, and then watched someone else walk away with him in the end.

Believe me, I understand the fear of putting yourself out there emotionally. It's a major fear I still have. In fact, I don't have many truly close friends because of my fear of letting people be really close to me. But the good friends I do have, I know they would drop just about anything if I needed help, and I would do the same for them.

I know what it's like to hurt so bad you just want to lay in bed all day and cry.

So, in summation......PLEEEEEASE tell him!, or at least his mom. If you want any chance in heck at least do that! .... She knows anyways, even if you did give her the "I'm seeing someone" line. it probably confused her.... but give the lady some credit :) She knows her son better than anyone in the world... she has literally known him his whole life. She wouldn't hurt you by telling him (besides, she would have to admit she was meddling in his love life... ), though she may drop hints to get him to WAKE UP. She likes you more than the alternative.

Please, save his poor mom from his current girlfriend. She likes YOU better. And save yourself from forever regretting not saying anything. At least by telling him you wouldn't be wondering for the rest of your life "What if...." or "If only I'd ....". In my opinion (and that is all this is) regret for inaction is worse than anything that could happen (cause lets face it, he's a decent guy and would never intentionally hurt you).

P.S. Being single is so hard. My heart aches for you, if you need to pray about it, then do. But I think you already know what you need to do, whether it be starting a fantastic new life or finally being able to move on. Good luck sweety.

GAH! CORDY YOU'RE KILLING ME!

I want to comment SO BADLY I'm almost considering putting a whole POST on my blog to do just that!

If you turned off comments cause you are afraid of what people here would say... We all support you and love the snot out of you.

PLEASE open up comments. PLEEEEEEEASE.

PS. If you don't know who Cordy is you are TOTALLY missing out.

PPS Actually I already wrote a whole post... but I really don't want to make you mad by "commenting" without at least begging you first!