Grumph

I have been meaning to post for sometime but I have gotten upset every time I logged on here because some freaky person found my blog and commented. It really made me mad because I have tried to keep this blog as unaccessible as possible. Man the Crazies are everywhere. So as soon as I calm down I will either post or most likely I will just make a new blog. We'll see. Have a happy time anyway.

What was I thinking??!!

Today is Mister's B-day and I am throwing him a good size party. This is also the first bday party I am doing that is based solely on one cartoon Character. I have done several parties and I like to think that I'm pretty good and coming up with different games and stuff that tie in with the theme. But usually I do broader themes. Princess, Tea Party, or things like that. True this is the first "Boy Party" but I think it would have been much easier if I weren't tied down to One thought. IT is drving me crazy.

Anyway there is my complaint for the day. Wish me luck. If I remember I will post how the party went. Have a happier day!

I love my Kids!

I have really been struggling lately with the fact that my kids are growing up. Chicka is now 13 years old. But just last week I was telling her about a movie centered on a group of kids her age. Only the kids were 10 and 11. Oops. Then today as I was getting ready to send my kids off to school, I totally forgot that Mister now goes to school. Everyday. With Munchkin and Mita. Luckily he didn't forget and was ready for the day. Even fed himself breakfast.

I love each of the stages my kids are in right now. Chicka is now bantering with us and is really quick-witted (must take after me!) Munchkin loves being a big sister and is (mostly) ready to help out whenever I need her. Mita being 8 is beginning to understand what this whole Gospel thing is about and love seeing her excited about making good choices and trying her best to follow Jesus. Mister loves to play sports. He just finished playing soccer for the fall and can't wait to start Basketball in Jan. Every spare minute he has he is outside playing some kind of ball. Rita is talking up a storm and is picking up on new words all the time. Her vocab is HUGE and I love listening to her play all sorts of make believe.

Life is so fun right now. Hope you are enjoying life too!

Just Wait.

After I picked up Mister from school and fed him lunch we had the following conversation.

Mister: I need a haircut Mom, to cut off all my curls.
Me: Why you have great hair with curls?
Mister: I know but when I stand in line the girls keep playing with them that's why I need a new haircut.
Me(trying to keep a straight face): Okay buddy, maybe when Dad gets home.

Fast forward 10 years and I'll be begging him to get a haircut to keep the girls away.

Boys.

So for the past couple of days we have been having some beautiful days with plenty of cloud burst. On the first big cloud burst, Mister runs upstairs looks outside and with a word runs and starts riding his bike up and down the street. WHY? All of my girls were more than happy to stay inside where it was nice and dry but not mister. He had to be out in it and going as fast as he can. There is no "safe riding" in the rain. Strange boy.

Ice Cream's Rite of Passage

I love Ice Cream. What I love even more is to hear the Ice Cream Truck. I can usually place them at three blocks. I can hear it at 5 if the kids aren't being too loud. I believe that buying Ice Cream from the Ice Cream Man is a Rite of Passage. Hubby even lets me buy the kids all the Ice Cream I want. Mainly because the Ice Cream Truck never comes down my street. He will visit the streets above me, to the side of me, and even below me. But he never comes onto my street. That's not true, our first summer here I saw the Ice Cream truck right out front of my house but I had no money. So I went out and told the guy to come back again tomorrow and that I would buy all my kids ice cream if he did. He's never been back since. WHY? I know that it might look like I live on a dead end street but I really don't. I even live in a neighborhood with lots of kids, I prime stop for the Ice Cream truck, but to no avail. I guess I'll just have to go down and buy the Ice Cream for cheaper down at the grocery store. Wish I didn't have to.

Day Off

Has I posted earlier, Hubby has a new calling. And with this calling comes many late nights. Which means that I'm on my own to get the kids to bed on time. And so far that hasn't been going so well. Last night I did better, everyone was in bed before 10pm. Which in turn meant the kids got less sleep. So when I woke up Mister today he rolled over and said that he was going to take day off and then tried to go back to sleep. Wouldn't that be nice.

Be Serious

Twice this week I have seen videos that have talked about texting and driving. The first one I watched was a British video that is graphic and hard to watch. The second one is locally made that lighter in detail but still made me cry. I refuse to own a cell phone because I know I would be greatly tempted to use it while driving. And if I can get into accidents without a cell phone just the idea of the damage I could cause with a cell phone is scary. The videos are long but well worth the time.

Be Careful. Drive Serious.

Back to School

I would love to show you pictures of how cute (and handsome) my kids looked on their first day of school. In fact I would love to add fun pictures to most of my posts. But I can't. Rita, my very cute and dangerous Two year old, has broken my camera. I'm sure your thinking that she probably dropped it in the toilet or something of that sort where she messed up the electrical stuff. No, it's nothing that simple. She removed "The Button." A friend of my likes to call it the PHS button as in Push Here Stupid. Yes Rita removed the all powerful picture taking button. I figured at first it wasn't that bad and that hubby to just snap it back on, but as many of you know electronics aren't that simple. This is something that only camera shops can fix and only for half the price of a new camera. Oh Joy!

So as soon as I can calm down about the camera enough to go buy one (this will be our THIRD digital camera in 5 years, not happy about that) I will let you see how great my kids look on their ____ day of school.

Be happier than ME.

Busy. Busy, Busy

Last May I was saying to myself, "I can't wait for summer to start so that my life can calm down. Now I'm saying " I can't wait for school to start so that my life can calm down." Why is that so? I know why I'm saying it now. It's because in just one short (or very long depending on your point of view)week I will have a schedule that isn't very changeable. Next week I know exactly where most of my children will be. The timing of everything won't change, the routine won't change. I love having a schedule that I can't muck up. True I will still be busy. I'll have to take someone to dance everyday of the week. Then Mister is starts soccer soon which kills all of our Saturdays until Halloween. Hmm, maybe I will enjoy this one last week of freedom.

Grateful

I'm now back from trek and WOW what an amazing experience. I am so impressed with the Youth in my stake, they are just simply wonderful people. Our "theme song" for trek was As Zion's Youth in Latter Days and let me tell you these kids fit the bill.

Anyway I've learned several things on trek that I want to share with you.

1. I'm out of shape. I couldn't handle how physically demanding this trek was so I committed to myself today that I'm going to exercise everyday this week, Swimming and Yoga are on my list.

2. The Youth today are GREAT. See above if you don't believe me.

3. I need to stop taking the small things for granted. Have you ever really appreciated the fact that you have a flushing toilet? Or that if your cold at night you can just turn off the fan and grab another blanket? Or the sheer fact of being clean every day. I came home with the darkest tan, but then it all washed off and went down the drain.

4. Prayer Works. We had a week of interesting weather, but just when things were supposed to get worse, many heartfelt prayers were offered and the wind and rains were stayed.

5. My babysitter is the coolest person on earth. I came home to a completely cleaned house and the cutest video of my kids on my computer. (If you want to see the video let me know and I'll email to you)

There is so many other great things that I learned (like my Husband is the most amazing reliable person on the planet who can do just about anything!!!) but this post is getting too long and I don't want to bore you to death. Just if you get the chance to go on Trek as a MA and PA, take it, you'll love every minute of it.

Stay Cute!

Trekkin

Pioneer Treks are so awesome! Tomorrow I leave on my third trek. I went on one as a youth way back when BYU used to do treks, but it was a little weird because my Ma and Pa were college students and my Ma couldn't care less about helping out a bunch of dirty kids. Besides the PA in the next camp was cuter so she spent most of her time over there anyway. Several years later Hubby and I got to go on one when Mita was just a little, little baby. It was a much better experience and we both really enjoyed it. The only problem with that one was that the Ma (me) was a bit of a pop-off and kept zinging the kids. I was on a role with all the comebacks I had. SO this time around I'm praying that I will be more humble and be a better Ma and actually help this new batch of kids feel the Spirit. Cause that's what it comes down to. Trek is only great if kids let the Spirit touch them. Having to physically push yourself past a point where you've never gone before is really humbling and I think that's one of the reasons why Pioneer Treks work so well. You KNOW the Pioneers did this same stuff only without decent shoes and no Camelbacks. I'm hoping I can do my best to be humble and not be cocky like last time. I'm going to need help so please pray for me.

Stay Happy, & Be Cute!

Officially Speaking...

Before the rumors start spreading(actually it's a bit late at this point, the rumors started weeks ago.) my wonderful, amazing, caring, compassionate, thoughtful, funny, hilarious hubby is now the Second Councilor in our Ward. It's been tricky the past week to keep the news to myself, but we managed to survive without telling the whole neighborhood (there may have been a small water fight over some of the rumors but they were picking on me!) The biggest issue was Mita's Eighth Birthday was Sunday and I had know idea what his schedule was going to be so it was hard to plan on what to do. It all turned out pretty good in the end. Rita was quite upset with idea of not sitting with her dad though. For the past two years she has wanted only me, now she decides that Daddy is the number One person and Mamma ain't cool enough. Personally I think she wants to sit up on the stand just so she can be the center of attention. Honestly, what is wrong with kids these days?

Stay Cute!

TAFHYS

While living in France I used to send out group emails called TAFHYS they stood for just about anything we could come up with likeThose Amazing French Hoffmans Yelling Sporadically Hubby would make comments in (these things) I just came across these gems and thought I would share one. Names have been changed of course.

Dear Everyone and dog toto too (Hey, what about me!),

Is there anyone out there NOT being copied on my emails? I should send these to the two mothers and have them send it on to everyone else. I thought I would have my own little exclusive club but NO. My moms are going to make me share wheather I like it or not. Okay I'm done with my venting. I'm glad your all along for the ride. If you ever get an inckling to let me know you are out there, PLEASE send me an email. I LOVE to hear about people. If you think it's useless information, think again. Why do you think I've got a bunch of quotes rolling around in my head. I love useless info. Isaac enjoys the good old useful stuff, so send us ANYTHING and EVERYTHING. I hope this email gets passed along. (Whew, was that as long as I thought it was? Yes, bad,bad Cutey. She sent out the e-mail without my ever needful editorial additions. So, you get two today, and you get to see how much of an impact I make, or don't on the value of these things.)

Well here in Mita's loving France the wheather is GREAT! (no I don't know what she means either) It's May now and that means we can do what we want, so say the french.* I walked Chicka to school today and just loved it. Such a beautful day should be enjoyed and shared with anyone willing to make like Colombus and cross the Altantic (she means make like Leif Erickson and get here quicker). Only the other way. After we, being Mita and Mister in the strooler (stroller), Munchkin walking, (and herself), Munchkin then wanted to run all the way home. The only problem was that Munchkin was wearing her Tucker pants, ie. pants that sagged on her bottomed (they hung off her butt, OK?). Well two steps into the run the pants started to slip. Usually at this point Munchkin will stop, complain about her pants, then pout for the next minute. Not today. No, she just grab(ed) those sorry pants and ran. Imanage this scene if you can. Munchkin running full bore downhill, with both hands holding up her pants a little to high with her elbows swinging wildly. Wish I had a camara (digital vid, for sure, as I try to see through my tears of laughter).

Chicka is doing well in school. I'm trying very hard to convince her that she needs to learn french (this is rapidly rubbing off, the French don't capitalize any country names, even and especially their own. I haven't found a good explanation for this yet other than laziness). Her opinion is that if the kids are trying to learn english (see, there it isn't again) and that if she has a english speaking teacher, why bother? Kids these days are getting too smart for my tastes. And to think that I convinced myself that it was okay not to do well in school because I was going to be a stay at home mom. Next time I have kids I'll earn a PhD in everthing (of course, I don't think that this "next time" is going to be on this planet, fortunately).

Mister is delvloping (developing) more and more everyday. The Moms are going to hurt me soon if I don't send pictures. I'm working on it. We need to get more RAM if we are going to get anything else done on our computer. I used to think that Mom2 was a little on the paronid side when she would talk about her computer problems overseas. Let me tell you, she wasn't exagetning (that would be, "exagerating").

I hope ALL of you are doing well. Hope life is happy with you. BYE

Buy American (when it's a good idea)

To start off with I'm going to pat my own back by saying what a great American I feel that I am. I truly believe this country is one of the greatest countries in the world and that we have some of the best people living the land of the free and the Home of the Brave. I even do most of my shopping as close to home as I can get. I figure if I'm going to spend money on taxes it might as well be in my own city if not my own county.

But when it comes to buying cars I will only buy Asian. Consumer Reports has always rated most Asian cars above and beyond any American made car. NPR's own Car Talk has mentioned several times how great Toyota's and Honda's are. And I hate to mention it, but the 1994 Toyota Camry Hubby and I bought USED 12 years ago is still running strong at 350,000 plus. Well, from what I hear anyway. We gave it to my Grandpa when it had 190,000ish miles. Then we bought our 1999 Toyota Sienna Minivan and we have had no major repair problems to complain about. Right it's miles sit at 156,683. And we plan on driving it right into the ground. And I haven't even begun to talk about how cool our very used 1991 Toyota Pickup truck is. By the way it's seen 188,903 miles. Nothing compared to what my Grandpa has seen.

Used dealerships don't see many Toyotas or Hondas. But they are full of good old American cars. Of course before you buy ANY car please check out Consumer Reports.

You do the math.

Do YOU think our next car is going to be a Toyota? Or a Honda? Can you blame us for not buying into Government Motors?

Hi Ho Hi Ho It's Off to work they go!

I have really been enjoying this summer. I'm not sure my kids could say the same. But we are really getting a lot done around my house. Everyone has to pull a bucket of weeds each day and get a room in the house clean. Chicka is old enough now that she sees the benefit of not arguing with me and just gets to work, plus she likes having friends over now that the house is cleaner. (Note I did NOT say clean, I'm not sure how to manage that one.) Munchkin and Mita are still whining and complaining and hoping that I will just forget that I asked them to do something, which unfortunately works half the time. But hey at least it's not most of the time like it used to be! Mister in my opinion isn't old enough to be given a chore blindly. I believe he needs constant guidance so I make him do small chores throughout the day, and he is also really good and getting out of those chores. Rita pretty much gets the run of the land unless my creative juices are flowing and I can think of something that she can do. The down side is that Rita is the ONLY kid who wants a job.

Some day I will look back on all this and miss my cute little children. I have to keep telling myself that or I go crazy. Have a happy day and remember this to shall pass.

Don't forget to do the Dishes

My goal this summer is to have a clean AND organized house. After you stop laughing, I want to read my reasons.
1. Fire Safety Issues - Any nitwit can tell you that if your house is a mess it will go up in flames faster IF a fire starts.
2. DCFS - I'm sure that if a person from the "wondreful" state department had walked into my house this past month I would have ended up the 6o'clock news.
3. Happy Hubby - He loves a clean house ALMOST as much as he loves a good back scratch. Lucky for me it's not reversed.
4. Party House - Hello!? Who want's to have a party in a really gross house? If my kids are always having their friends over HERE than I always know where my kids are at.

Moody is as Moody does

I have been struggling for the past couple of days and I think I know one of the reasons why. There are several reasons but today I'm going to place the blame not on me (because that would be owning my own failure and who does that know a days) but on the book I am reading. It had a very depressing part in the middle like all books seem to need. Our hero must always overcome something dreadful to be a true hero, but I don't like it. My mood this week as really brighten up now that the hero is on to bigger and better things. Any suggestions on books that don't get too depressing in the middle, I'm almost done and want a new book that's not going to drag me through the muck with the hero. Maybe I should read Hubby's Understanding Physics that he's been wanting me to read. Whatever.

Willing and Able

I have been taught that it's good to teach your kids to "Do for themselves" as my Dad puts it (I think, it sounds like something he would say). So yesterday when Mister needed to get into the car for something I said to go get the keys (keep my car locked at all times) and get it yourself. Which he did, then he got out of the car and locked it up, like he should, only problem is he left the keys in the car. Right now it's not that funny, help remind me that it is.

Good old Shot in the Arm

This has been a long week for me and will continue to be for a good while longer. As noted in the past post I am getting over an addiction to my computer. I know that being addicted to the computer doesn't sound so bad or on the flip side it can sound really bad, but ALL I was doing was play dumb games online. Not even games worth spending time on just dumb ones. Now I'm just going through withdrawal symptoms common with addiction. Not the funnest thing.
Today I came across a Mormon Message that really gave me a good boost. I love coming across stuff like this right when I need. Makes me feel loved.

Ox or a Moron?

I have a problem with being addicted to things. Like the TV or computer games, or sodas, or reading books in three days, stuff like that. Well I'm sick of being addicted to things that aren't good for me or my house (i.e. not cleaning because I'm reading) So I'm asking all of you what you like to do? I need a healthy addiction. I know that's a oxymoron but that's the angle I'm going to try. Hubby suggested maybe gardening. Actually he suggested washing dishes but I said it needs to be something you WANT to do in the first place. Thoughts? Hints? Or I'll even let you make a comment that makes fun of me if you, I deserve it right now.

Have a nice day!

ugh

Lately I've been pretty stressed, it's completely of my own making and if I was better at follow through I wouldn't be so stressed. But nonetheless I'm near freak-out stage. So I've been trying to calm down by praying more, reading my scriptures, and now I've picked up listening to John Denver on Youtube. Well Hubby is not exactly a John Denver fan, in fact he would be happy to never hear John Denver EVER again in his lifetime. I personally could listen all day and listen to the same songs over and over again. Which is way I tend to sing them often. Hubby wouldn't mind if I contained it to working hours, but it's at night where I'm stressed the most so the poor guy has to listen to my calm music. At least the guy is smart enough to know NOT to ask me to turn it off. That might result in head loss.

Hypothetically Speaking

Have you ever had kids that just don't take no for an answer? I love kids but sometimes they can really push your buttons, or worse yet, other kids' buttons so that someone is ALWAYS crying. It's enough to drive a person to drink. In fact I've already had one soda today and about ready to grab another one. As tired as I was with a little newborn, older ones can be just as fatiguing but in different ways. Any suggestions on what you do when you have "Gold Medal Days"?

P.S. Gold Medal Days days when you deserve a gold medal for not killing the kids.

Weird Ramblings

I love having my kids home with me and so I usually like it when they stay home, plus we get to sleep in which is a great benefit. But this summer I'm a little scared. In the past Summer meant having the kids stay home and spending time at Cherry Hill or just hanging around the house and playing with nearby friends occasionally. I don't think that is going to happen this year. Chicka is already planning too many activities, Nana wants some extra time, Hubby wants the kids to take swimming lessons, and I want to pack up the house for the whole summer and get rid of everything I don't NEED. So needless to say this summer might not be as lazy as I want. But that's okay because "idle hands are the devils workshop"

Things that make you go hmmm

I need help from people who are smarter than me. Naturally that means most anyone who reads this post. So here is my problem. But first some back history.
Hubby and I are in the process of redoing (is that a word?) our yard. We want to put in flagstone but found some leftover granite that is much cheaper and were thinking "Yeah how great would granite look as pavers in our yard." Only here is the downside, granite is slippery when wet. True we will be dealing with smaller pieces and maybe that might help out but I'm still dealing with slippery rocks where my children play. Any thoughts? Should we just shell out the moolah and buy flagstone or go with the much cheaper and better looking granite that may or may not be safer in small pieces? Does any of this make sense? Maybe you should come over for dinner sometime and let me know what you think and see firsthand what we are talking about. Just let me know beforehand so I can water down the soup.

Dizzy Diva

I'm betting this story was funnier then, but I'm still sharing it. Saturday we spent all day cleaning the basement then took the kids swimming to celebrate. Afterwards (and a ward dinner) we came home and hung out. Well Rita found out that the support pole in the family room can be used as a toy. She spun around it a couple of times then began to go faster and faster and faster until she fell over. Crying. I didn't realize what was going on until she tried to walk over to me. It took her three tries to walk five feet. I should have been a good mom and just walked over a picked her up but I was laughing too hard.

STAR TREK!!!!!!!!!!!

Okay I just saw the new trailer and I need to see this movie and soon. Good thing it opens on May 8th. Yikes that's two weeks away! We need to set up our Party now. I know most of my Trekkie friends read this so we need to get in touch and get going. I know that the Megaplex are now doing reserved seating. I'm all over that. I say lets meet at the Gateway. They have a 5pm time that gives us the matinee price. Or we can go to the 8pm show. I prefer the 5pm just cause I have stuff going on the next morning but I really want to see it with all my friends more than anything. I'm so excited. Star Trek and Friends, can life get better than that.

Yummy!

My Friend posted on her blog how she likes to dress up grill cheese Sandwiches. It sounded great, but not as awesome as my Hubby's Toasted Tomato Sandwich. I know it doesn't sound like much of a sandwich but they are to die for sometimes. Hubby and I have them a lot during Tomato Season but we've have them in the winter too. So here's how it works.

First you toast the bread and add mayo (I personally perfer Miracle Whip but we won't go there today)
Then you add your seasoning. Hubby likes salt and pepper where as I like to "spice" it up with Dill Weed or Italian Seasoning. It depends on my mood.
Then you add sliced tomatoes. Simple huh?

Well the best part is dressing it up. We had some great salami in the house last week along with swiss cheese. Add that to a nice slice of lettuce and Voila! you've got a killer sandwich.
The kids even clued in that Mom and Dad weren't having your average PBJ and begged for some. Now Chicka will only take a home lunch to school if she can have a Toasted Tomato Sandwich. Too bad they don't pack well.

Help Me!

I've been feeling out of touch lately and I am not happy about it. This whole week I haven't read a single blog by any of my friends. Why? Because I lost all of your links. It's a long story and I don't want to relive it right now, partly because I can't remember all of it. Anyway I'm asking for your help. If you all could please comment on this blog, I could link back to you and find your blog. It would really make my week to be able to read your blogs again. I might even repent and post more often. Hope to hear from you soon!

Mister and the magic trick

This is hubby writing tonight. After I did a stint helping to put Rita down, I came into the kitchen, and there was Mister, on the bench with his mouth agape, looking straight at me. "DAD!", he said, "DAD, LOOK!". I saw that he was holding a small magnet from the fridge in his hand.
"It's a magnet buddy," I said.
"YEAH!"
"Maybe we should put it back on the fridge Mister."
"ALLYSON PULLED IT OUT OF MY EAR!"
"No way, really?" I replied.
"YEAH! It must have got in my EAR without me even SEEING IT!"
At this point I could hardly contain myself, but managed to tell him that it would probably be a good idea to put it back on the fridge.

And the five year old strikes again.

Humor is a blessing

Yesterday in church we had three baby blessings. They were all so cute! The fun thing was to listen how each of the Dads would bless their child with different gifts or with the same gift, but say it a different way. It reminded me of my own children's blessings. All of our kids but Chicka were blessed with Humor (don't worry Chicka isn't lacking in that area at all) but when we blessed Mister, our Bishop said something to the affect "That Boy won't need any help with Humor, it's built right into the family." I laughed at the statement but I also think that our family is so funny because we are blessed with it. It's something we strive for. My kids LOVE to make their Dad laugh. And can you blame them? I mean how many people laugh like my Hubby. It's a major reason why I fell in love with him in the first place. Besides as Sis. Hinkley said "It's more fun to laugh than cry, Crying gives me a headache."

What to do, What to do?

Chicka as told us for years that we are not allowed move. She says that we are in the perfect neighborhood and that leaving would be really dumb. I happen to agree her, but I'm not the one in charge. So today when she was complaining about how the chores she had to do (clean the toliet) she expressed a desire to have 11 siblings so that the chores could be spread out better. I said "Fine, where are we going to put all of them cause we can't move." She suggested 9 siblings would be enough.

Gotta love kids!

New perspective

This past weekend started just like other weekends with me trying to get the whole family cleaning the whole house, but it ended very different this time. But first let me give you some back history.

I grew up in a messing house. My mom tried hard but, frankly didn't get much help from other members of the household. Me being a major problem. So when I was married and in charge of my own house I knew I was supposed to keep it clean but couldn't really care less if it was. This caused some static in my marriage. Then when we had kids, cleaning rarely happened. I was given and read several different books on cleaning and they all said pretty much the same thing. Be consistent. Something that is not in my nature. Well then I began to notice that when the house was clean I felt out of place. Like the house before wasn't my own. That caused even bigger issues in the marriage department. I told hubby that I don't like a clean house it makes me feel weird. Well hubby really likes a clean house and feel at home in a clean house.

Back to this weekend. Hubby and I cleaned part of our room on Saturday and the kids cleaned their rooms. Well guess what? I like how my room feels. It's nice to be in my room now that part of it is clean. I'm ready to clean the other half. Hubby is ecstatic!!

So how was your weekend?

Happy Day to ME

Yeah I'm now older than I ever was before! I personally like getting older because, well my kids are getting older and frankly who wants to be 25 and have a teenage daughter? So I'm pretty happy with my life. Love YA

Slacker Me

Shocking I know that I would be such a slacker, but that's the way the snow melts here. Life has been a little crazy these past weeks because my house is a mess and I need to clean it but unfortunately I found facebook and I haven't been able to do much since then. But not today. Today I will be listening to Josh and doing my chores. What better way to spend the day. Well except maybe sitting in my bathtub watching a Hugh movie.

Oh Stuff and Fluff

In case someone didn't pick up on the above quote it's from Winnie the Pooh, who has an interesting name. Pooh. Which is my daughter favorite medium for painting right now. Which is why my washing machine is full of fluff. Which is also what Hannah Montana is made of, except now she is very shallow, just like in real life.

Translation?

Rita was playing in her bedroom and "painted" several items, including a Hannah Montana pillow which in now defunct thanks to a small hole I didn't know about before it was put into the Washer. Oh well Hannah was overstuffed in the first place.

Both of Us are feeling much better

I apparently dumped too much emotion on my computer on Sunday because the next day it wouldn't wake up or pay attention to me or anything. Didn't even recognize I was there. (or the DVD driver, the CD driver, and the keyboard) Which ended up being a great excuse to have a lousy day. And to top it off one of my kids repeated something that an adult had said to them about how unorganized their Mom was. All I needed. Well on the way to preschool I heard this song that I never really liked all that much but is now one of my "go to" songs. It made me feel much better and I'm ready to take on the world once more. As far as the computer goes, we took the Computer down to our local computer shop and they did some major surgery plus a couple of transplants and our computer is running like new.

See happy endings for both of us.

Hormones are Horrible.

So I came home yesterday from my Mothering Convention feeling great and that I was now armed with everything I needed to conquer my house, kids goals, and that I might actually be a half decent person.

Then I go to church and someone says something that reminds me that I don't really do anything and then someone else says something that makes me realize I'm a horrible person and then before I know it somebody else says stuff TO me that validates all the previous feelings.

Last night I felt like the Queen of the World and tonight I feel like the scum of the earth.

A couple of things

First off I have to tell you about how funny Mister is. Yesterday as we were walking in the store Mister was doing this little rhyme that we all know. "Don't step on a crack or you'll break..." here Mitch looks up at me and says...." hmm, or you'll fall and break YOUR back." It was so cute to see him realize what he was saying.

Second, Chicka had to give a talk this last week in church and she gave a GREAT talk. She did most of the work, I showed how to look up her topic (charity) on the church's website, and Hubby helped he out with how to use quotes but that was it. She gave a really good talk and I was so proud of her. I even recorded it on my MP3 player. If I can find out how to download it to my computer I will.

Successful Mothering is better than Chocolate (maybe)

I have to tell you about this great convention that I go to every year. It's all about how to be a better mom. This convention has helped me out in so many ways and makes me feel like a better mom and not like the loser mom that I usually am. (I am a loser ask my kids) But for any of my friends out there who don't know about this convention please check it out because it is so much fun and I look forward to it every year. Yeah Me I get to have another mom-on-her-own day without any guilt.

Well, Now what?

It's a new are once again I'm trying to be a better person. Shocker huh? Well today I decided that I need to stay on top of the homework thing a better. I can't say which child but one of the kids is missing half of her assignments. YIKES! So with a new school quarter right around the corner we will try to make sure all the kids get everything turned in.

Sometimes I look at my kids and realize my Mom is a saint. She not only let me live but also allowed me to graduate. It takes a immense amount of patience to be a good Mom and I hope some day I can reach that level. But for now I will appreicate what my Mom went through and be grateful for it now since I hated it then.

New Year New Post

Life is going pretty good for our family right now. Outside of the fighting and the crying, I'll say our house is going down in flames soon. Well that might be putting it mildly. Sometimes my kids seem like the best of friends, they were playing happily a few minutes ago, but now that I am at the computer, most of my kids crying. Murphy's Law is NOT my best friend. I really want my kids to be happier and less whiny but moments like this really make me wonder if they will ever survive to their next birthday. My mother-in-law says that's why we celebrate birthdays. To mark that the child lived through another year. Oh that reminds me that I need to do birthdays for two of my girls this year. I hate birthday parties. Well when I started this post I was planning to write a happy, nice, cute post I guess the fighting ruined my attitude.

Stay Happy, sometimes it's the only way to stay sane!