Did you know that I cannot stand the way the air feels on my hands when I've been in the water for any extended amount of time? Even after my shower I can barely stand it.
I've gotten a lot better about it because I figured out a trick that seems to work for me- when I get out of the water I have to immediately put lotion on my hands. Usually two times does the trick. I put the lotion on, and then about 5 minutes later a little more.
As a kid I used to walk around after baths and swimming for literally hours holding my hands into little balled up fists so that I wouldn't have to expose them to the air. I did everything with my hands in fists from getting dressed to eating.
If only I had discovered this little trick when I was younger, I could have avoided years of tormenting and teasing from my mom and Aunt Carla. ;)
July 31, 2008
July 30, 2008
Oh Come On Now, Cut It Out
Seriously, you have no idea how often I find Joey's catch phrase playing in my head. Especially while watching TV.
Bob Saget's roast will be on Comedy Central in August and I think I'm so dorkily (a fabulous made up word you know) excited it's ridiculous. I'm actually hiding my true feelings about it from my husband because if he only knew what a nerd I still am for Full House, well... no husband should ever need to know that kind of obsession.
I hate to think how crazy I would get if there were some MMC (the All New Mickey Mouse Club) reunion or something, oh man, it would be weird. I still have so much of that silly, giddy girl in me. I still have all my VHS tapes with my recorded episodes on them. I have so many times tried to part with them cause I don't know if I'll ever watch them again and I know that even if I did want to relive those moments I could just hop over to You Tube but still, throw them out?! I don't think so!
Did you know that I don't drink pop from the can? I just can't stand it. I typically don't think much of this compulsion that I have but Eric really brought it to light this past weekend when I asked for a Diet Coke and a cup. Only half paying attention, as usual, he brings me a can of Diet Coke from Tera's fridge and no cup. Well, as soon as he puts it in my hand I realized it was not cold enough for me (it has to be really cold and these were obviously just put in the fridge like 20 minutes beforehand) so I reminded him "I need a cup... and could you put some ice in it too? This isn't cold enough." Now, he's still standing up you know, it's not like he was all comfy in his chair yet :) and he responds, "It's cold Ashley, you don't need ice, do you?"
"yes, I do"
Tera chimes in with "Oh, there's colder ones in the back, I just put those in there, shoulda rotated them."
So he takes my can and goes back to the fridge to get a cold can and I say "I need a cup too."
"You don't need ice, these are really cold."
"I know, you don't have to get me ice, I just need a cup."
so he starts walking over to me with a can and NO cup *lol* That man.
"Hun, I really do need a cup, I don't drink pop out of the can."
"You seriously need a cup?"
"Yes!"
So he finally gets the cup. Really, wouldn't it have been a lot easier to just get it in the first place without question? So I explained to him (as I have many, many times in our near 10 years together) that I only like to drink out of the cup. I don't like to drink from the can and I don't like to drink from bottles either. This only applies to carbonated drinks and includes alcoholic drinks which is probably why I can only really enjoy beer out of a mug and prefer to take shots rather than sip on a Smirnoff drink. Or maybe I'm just a badass. I don't know.
Does anyone else have this quirk about them? I think my mom really only likes to drink out of a glass too. Maybe that's where I get it from. If I have to drink out of the can then I'll usually only drink 1/3 to 1/2 of it. I just don't like it.
When I go to the grocery store I have to get my milk bagged. Sometimes I swear that I've created a revolution, do you ever get those feelings? LOL Like something that you do that obviously is different from the norm and then suddenly it seems like it becomes the norm? For so long I had to specifically ask for my milk in bags. Sometimes I'd forget to ask, being busy loading other groceries onto the belt, and I would get so irritated at myself. I mean, I can't carry two gallons of milk while my arms are loaded up with bags, but I CAN if it's in bags. It wasn't a huge deal when we had our own house, but living on the third floor of a crummy apartment building with no elevator it is a very bad thing, trust me. So I absolutely never forget now.
Anyway, so I used to always have to ask and sometimes I got looks, you know, "Um, hello lady, these things have handles built INTO them! What the hell do you need a bag for? You lazy bum!" kind of looks. Then one day, the cashiers started ASKING ME! "Would you like your milk in bags?" but they still had that "look". And now, I find that almost always they automatically just bag my milk, no questions asked, no looks to be found! I know this seems silly, but it's a big deal to me!
So now, I find myself being completely obsessive-compulsive about the whole process and I'm telling you, you'd probably think I was the most nutso woman on earth if you were with me when I bought milk. The lady at Walmart on Monday sure did give me a look. You see, I HAVE to make sure that the milk sits squarely in the center of the bottom of the bag. A lot of times they bag the milk and the bag is crooked and, well, it bugs the crap out of me! I don't want to have tilty bags when I'm loaded up with 80 freakin' pounds of groceries trying to make my way up all those stairs, kids under foot (literally, I swear) and feeling like I'm about to pass out (this has gotten really really bad since I've been pregnant). So I check my milk and rearrange it if I'm not happy with it. I'm telling you, this lady looked at me like I had serious issues.
I'm beginning to think I do.
Bob Saget's roast will be on Comedy Central in August and I think I'm so dorkily (a fabulous made up word you know) excited it's ridiculous. I'm actually hiding my true feelings about it from my husband because if he only knew what a nerd I still am for Full House, well... no husband should ever need to know that kind of obsession.
I hate to think how crazy I would get if there were some MMC (the All New Mickey Mouse Club) reunion or something, oh man, it would be weird. I still have so much of that silly, giddy girl in me. I still have all my VHS tapes with my recorded episodes on them. I have so many times tried to part with them cause I don't know if I'll ever watch them again and I know that even if I did want to relive those moments I could just hop over to You Tube but still, throw them out?! I don't think so!
Did you know that I don't drink pop from the can? I just can't stand it. I typically don't think much of this compulsion that I have but Eric really brought it to light this past weekend when I asked for a Diet Coke and a cup. Only half paying attention, as usual, he brings me a can of Diet Coke from Tera's fridge and no cup. Well, as soon as he puts it in my hand I realized it was not cold enough for me (it has to be really cold and these were obviously just put in the fridge like 20 minutes beforehand) so I reminded him "I need a cup... and could you put some ice in it too? This isn't cold enough." Now, he's still standing up you know, it's not like he was all comfy in his chair yet :) and he responds, "It's cold Ashley, you don't need ice, do you?"
"yes, I do"
Tera chimes in with "Oh, there's colder ones in the back, I just put those in there, shoulda rotated them."
So he takes my can and goes back to the fridge to get a cold can and I say "I need a cup too."
"You don't need ice, these are really cold."
"I know, you don't have to get me ice, I just need a cup."
so he starts walking over to me with a can and NO cup *lol* That man.
"Hun, I really do need a cup, I don't drink pop out of the can."
"You seriously need a cup?"
"Yes!"
So he finally gets the cup. Really, wouldn't it have been a lot easier to just get it in the first place without question? So I explained to him (as I have many, many times in our near 10 years together) that I only like to drink out of the cup. I don't like to drink from the can and I don't like to drink from bottles either. This only applies to carbonated drinks and includes alcoholic drinks which is probably why I can only really enjoy beer out of a mug and prefer to take shots rather than sip on a Smirnoff drink. Or maybe I'm just a badass. I don't know.
Does anyone else have this quirk about them? I think my mom really only likes to drink out of a glass too. Maybe that's where I get it from. If I have to drink out of the can then I'll usually only drink 1/3 to 1/2 of it. I just don't like it.
When I go to the grocery store I have to get my milk bagged. Sometimes I swear that I've created a revolution, do you ever get those feelings? LOL Like something that you do that obviously is different from the norm and then suddenly it seems like it becomes the norm? For so long I had to specifically ask for my milk in bags. Sometimes I'd forget to ask, being busy loading other groceries onto the belt, and I would get so irritated at myself. I mean, I can't carry two gallons of milk while my arms are loaded up with bags, but I CAN if it's in bags. It wasn't a huge deal when we had our own house, but living on the third floor of a crummy apartment building with no elevator it is a very bad thing, trust me. So I absolutely never forget now.
Anyway, so I used to always have to ask and sometimes I got looks, you know, "Um, hello lady, these things have handles built INTO them! What the hell do you need a bag for? You lazy bum!" kind of looks. Then one day, the cashiers started ASKING ME! "Would you like your milk in bags?" but they still had that "look". And now, I find that almost always they automatically just bag my milk, no questions asked, no looks to be found! I know this seems silly, but it's a big deal to me!
So now, I find myself being completely obsessive-compulsive about the whole process and I'm telling you, you'd probably think I was the most nutso woman on earth if you were with me when I bought milk. The lady at Walmart on Monday sure did give me a look. You see, I HAVE to make sure that the milk sits squarely in the center of the bottom of the bag. A lot of times they bag the milk and the bag is crooked and, well, it bugs the crap out of me! I don't want to have tilty bags when I'm loaded up with 80 freakin' pounds of groceries trying to make my way up all those stairs, kids under foot (literally, I swear) and feeling like I'm about to pass out (this has gotten really really bad since I've been pregnant). So I check my milk and rearrange it if I'm not happy with it. I'm telling you, this lady looked at me like I had serious issues.
I'm beginning to think I do.
July 28, 2008
This is nice
we had a nice weekend. Saturday we all went over to University Park and had a picnic. The girls played a little football with Eric, though Jenna complained within about 5 minutes of how hot and tired she was. She is my kid LOL! Seriously though, aren't these pics so sweet :)
After the picnic the girls headed over to the splash park which is just a big really cool sprinkler set up in the park where the kids can have a little free summer fun (free is my favorite kind). I didn't really get any pictures of them over there cause Eric and I were sitting in the shade and honestly, I was just too hot and lazy to drag myself over to get close ups. I know we'll be going again this summer (went three times last week) so I'm not concerned. I'm really at the point of being very very uncomfortable when I'm on my feet and especially in the heat. I hate that there's still 7 weeks to go, but I'm sure it'll be over before I know it.
So here are a few cute shots of Marah. I'm a bad mom, I didn't get many photos of Jen and the ones I did weren't great. She's 8... which I really think is just an unphotogenic age. That's terrible huh?
She's really just too cute for her own good. And of course, she totally knows it. :)
Saturday evening we went out to Fred and Tera's (sister in law and her husband) for dinner and just to hang out. Dick and Terri (mom and dad in law) spent the night out there so that they could come to church with us on Sunday morning. The girls spent like, 2 hours or more (I can't recall) in the pool with Fred. He's such a good Uncle, really :) He's almost always up for spending time with the girls and he doesn't just sit around when they're over, he's always up to something it seems and he includes them whenever possible. It's very sweet.
Sunday we went to church and once again the pastor had a great message. It was the last in a series so I'm anxious to see what the next series will be. I also anxiously await Sunday school starting up again for school age kids. That's one thing I really don't like about this church, the kids program pretty much stops in the summer. So kids sit in the church, distracting their parents and other people around them and it bugs me so much. However, Jenna does pretty well and sits quietly and she doesn't complain. Marah goes to the nursery. The teaching is sound and applicable though, so we're sticking with it.
Okay, I'm getting achy wrists so I'm gonna quit here.
After the picnic the girls headed over to the splash park which is just a big really cool sprinkler set up in the park where the kids can have a little free summer fun (free is my favorite kind). I didn't really get any pictures of them over there cause Eric and I were sitting in the shade and honestly, I was just too hot and lazy to drag myself over to get close ups. I know we'll be going again this summer (went three times last week) so I'm not concerned. I'm really at the point of being very very uncomfortable when I'm on my feet and especially in the heat. I hate that there's still 7 weeks to go, but I'm sure it'll be over before I know it.
So here are a few cute shots of Marah. I'm a bad mom, I didn't get many photos of Jen and the ones I did weren't great. She's 8... which I really think is just an unphotogenic age. That's terrible huh?
She's really just too cute for her own good. And of course, she totally knows it. :)
Saturday evening we went out to Fred and Tera's (sister in law and her husband) for dinner and just to hang out. Dick and Terri (mom and dad in law) spent the night out there so that they could come to church with us on Sunday morning. The girls spent like, 2 hours or more (I can't recall) in the pool with Fred. He's such a good Uncle, really :) He's almost always up for spending time with the girls and he doesn't just sit around when they're over, he's always up to something it seems and he includes them whenever possible. It's very sweet.
Sunday we went to church and once again the pastor had a great message. It was the last in a series so I'm anxious to see what the next series will be. I also anxiously await Sunday school starting up again for school age kids. That's one thing I really don't like about this church, the kids program pretty much stops in the summer. So kids sit in the church, distracting their parents and other people around them and it bugs me so much. However, Jenna does pretty well and sits quietly and she doesn't complain. Marah goes to the nursery. The teaching is sound and applicable though, so we're sticking with it.
Okay, I'm getting achy wrists so I'm gonna quit here.
July 21, 2008
silly girls
Let's see, saw The Dark Knight this weekend and loved it. Slept over at Fred and Tera's (they kept the girls so we could go to the movie, they're the best). Made a nice supper and yummy cake balls on Saturday. Went to church and lunch with my father-in-law yesterday and then just relaxed at home. I ended up with major back pain due to napping on the couch so I slept horribly last night and now I'm just beat. I have a ton of housework and errands to accomplish today so I better get on it, but I wanted to share this video clip of the girls singing. Enjoy :)
July 18, 2008
I miss a lot
I forget to blog so often and I hate that. Okay, truthfully, I don't forget... I just get lazy :) But anyway, I wish I didn't. I worry that by not blogging that I'm going to end up forgetting special stuff and that makes me sad.
So here are a few things I wrote down on a notepad document to make sure I would eventually blog about them.
The girls have been making me crazy with their latest thing they learned from their friends. Basically whenever they watch tv now they "claim" a character that they are going to "be". When watching WonderPets- "I'll be Ming Ming!" "I'll be Winnie!" "No, I'm Winnie!" "No, you're Ming Ming, remember?" followed by screaming. Or Jenna will tell me who I am going to be. "Mom, you be the blue one and I'll be the pink one okay?" I don't know why this bothers me so much. I think it's mainly because they learned it from the neighbors and for some reason whenever they pick up something from their friends it drives me crazy. Other peoples kids drive me crazy. LOL
This past weekend we were supposed to go to the fair on Saturday with the in-laws however it was so windy and then eventually rainy that we couldn't go. I felt so bad cause the girls were really counting on it so I suggested we all go bowling instead. So we went to the bowling alley and had a fun time all together. Marah was cracking me up with her bowling technique. I caught this shot of her just as she released the ball. She did a jump shot apparently LOL it looks like she was dancing, but that was just as the ball left her hand.
Here is Jenna picking up a spare
Somehow this good looking guy ended up bowling with us :)
Then he asked to have his picture taken with my daughter. She's not as gangster as he was though:
On Sunday we went to church and the sermon was wonderful and so inspiring. Eric and I were both so glad that we went. We are really liking this new church! I can't even tell you how much of a difference the teachings we have heard at the past two attendings have impacted us both. All I will say is God is good and I am thankful.
After church we went to the fair. We had no money so we couldn't buy any ride tickets and I did feel bad about that cause Jenna really wanted to go on some rides but we did go over to the petting zoo and they thought that was pretty neat. There were even llamas there which was cool.
At the petting zoo they were selling little cups of grains to feed the animals with. We hadn't bought any yet and I wasn't planning to unless the girls asked. So we're wandering around, petting animals and this lady standing next to Marah puts a cup of food out and a sheep starts eating from the cup. Marah looks over and starts freaking out, stamping her feet and shreiking "Let me do it!!! I wanna do it" and grabbing at the cup!!! I was just standing there at first in shock LOL then I said "Marah, stop that!" and the poor lady just looks down at Marah and says "Um, excuse me.." Oh man, it was so embarrassingly hilarious. I realized that Marah had thought that the woman was me. I mean, she would never do that with a stranger but she just came across as the biggest brat on earth at that moment.
We're working on the attitude. :)
Sunday night was the first night of Vacation Bible School at the church so we took the girls over there and then Eric and I spent some time with Mike and Abby having dinner and playing ping pong at their hotel. When VBS was over Abby and I went to pick up the girls. We were standing at the back of the sanctuary watching the kids sing and dance. Jenna was so into it. I kept hoping she wouldn't see me cause I knew that she would become embarrased and stop dancing if she did. She was just being so carefree and happy, it was fun to watch her. Marah on the other hand... LOL she was trying to dance but she had a little paper bag by her side which had her little art project from the evening in it and she was protecting that bag with all her might! She would stand by it and have her hand down by her side, trying to make sure no one took it or stepped on it. She just kept looking at it. Oh it was cracking me up. She was so concerned about it poor thing.
They had a lot of fun and they went for four days. Jenna absolutely loved it. Eric and I went on Wednesday for their little party where they showed us the songs they learned and the bible verses they learned. It was cute. We had a good time.
Anyway, after VBS on Sunday we went back to Mike and Abby's hotel and went swimming. Well, they all went swimming. I got stuck on kid duty and had to stay pretty much by the steps the whole time making sure Marah didn't slip out of her floatie or fall into the pool any of the many times she climbed out and ran along the edge. I couldn't have it any other way though, even if Eric took over I'd be too paranoid to really enjoy myself. That's just how I am :) Marah was too funny though. She was so excited to be able to swim and she kept talking about her floatie only she called it her "boobie" over and over and over and it was hilarious. I never got tired of hearing it! "Where's my boobie?" "My BOOBIE!!" "Jenna, that's your boobie, this is my boobie." Oh man...
Eric and I had lots of time to ourselves this week with the kids in VBS for two hours each night. We used this time to hang out in various places and have a bible study. We're working through a study on self control and it's been very helpful. I even got to have an iced white mocha this week, something I haven't had in years! It brought me back to high school. It was really good. :)
Yesterday was Jenna's first gymnastics class. She was soooo excited! Dick and Terri were in Grand Forks so they took us out for a quick dinner and then we all headed over to watch Jenna's class. Jenna did pretty well. She had some issues with following directions, but mostly did good with everything. You could just see in the way she was carrying herself that she was so proud of herself and thought this was just the coolest thing in the world. She was best on the balance beam which surprised me! They had them try out the balance beam, do some bar exercises, try cartwheels, walkovers and backward rolls. Plus they got to do lots of jumping into the big foam pit which looked like a lot of fun. Marah was very jealous and made me really wish I had signed her up as well. Maybe next season. I want to see how Jenna does with these 5 weeks and then I'll think about signing them both up for the 10 week fall course.
Okay, so here I am finally caught up!! Whew! Now I need to go get ready cause we have to get over to the library today and then after lunch I have to get this place cleaned up cause there is a showing of our apartment tonight. Fun stuff. Have a lovely day!
So here are a few things I wrote down on a notepad document to make sure I would eventually blog about them.
The girls have been making me crazy with their latest thing they learned from their friends. Basically whenever they watch tv now they "claim" a character that they are going to "be". When watching WonderPets- "I'll be Ming Ming!" "I'll be Winnie!" "No, I'm Winnie!" "No, you're Ming Ming, remember?" followed by screaming. Or Jenna will tell me who I am going to be. "Mom, you be the blue one and I'll be the pink one okay?" I don't know why this bothers me so much. I think it's mainly because they learned it from the neighbors and for some reason whenever they pick up something from their friends it drives me crazy. Other peoples kids drive me crazy. LOL
This past weekend we were supposed to go to the fair on Saturday with the in-laws however it was so windy and then eventually rainy that we couldn't go. I felt so bad cause the girls were really counting on it so I suggested we all go bowling instead. So we went to the bowling alley and had a fun time all together. Marah was cracking me up with her bowling technique. I caught this shot of her just as she released the ball. She did a jump shot apparently LOL it looks like she was dancing, but that was just as the ball left her hand.
Here is Jenna picking up a spare
Somehow this good looking guy ended up bowling with us :)
Then he asked to have his picture taken with my daughter. She's not as gangster as he was though:
On Sunday we went to church and the sermon was wonderful and so inspiring. Eric and I were both so glad that we went. We are really liking this new church! I can't even tell you how much of a difference the teachings we have heard at the past two attendings have impacted us both. All I will say is God is good and I am thankful.
After church we went to the fair. We had no money so we couldn't buy any ride tickets and I did feel bad about that cause Jenna really wanted to go on some rides but we did go over to the petting zoo and they thought that was pretty neat. There were even llamas there which was cool.
At the petting zoo they were selling little cups of grains to feed the animals with. We hadn't bought any yet and I wasn't planning to unless the girls asked. So we're wandering around, petting animals and this lady standing next to Marah puts a cup of food out and a sheep starts eating from the cup. Marah looks over and starts freaking out, stamping her feet and shreiking "Let me do it!!! I wanna do it" and grabbing at the cup!!! I was just standing there at first in shock LOL then I said "Marah, stop that!" and the poor lady just looks down at Marah and says "Um, excuse me.." Oh man, it was so embarrassingly hilarious. I realized that Marah had thought that the woman was me. I mean, she would never do that with a stranger but she just came across as the biggest brat on earth at that moment.
We're working on the attitude. :)
Sunday night was the first night of Vacation Bible School at the church so we took the girls over there and then Eric and I spent some time with Mike and Abby having dinner and playing ping pong at their hotel. When VBS was over Abby and I went to pick up the girls. We were standing at the back of the sanctuary watching the kids sing and dance. Jenna was so into it. I kept hoping she wouldn't see me cause I knew that she would become embarrased and stop dancing if she did. She was just being so carefree and happy, it was fun to watch her. Marah on the other hand... LOL she was trying to dance but she had a little paper bag by her side which had her little art project from the evening in it and she was protecting that bag with all her might! She would stand by it and have her hand down by her side, trying to make sure no one took it or stepped on it. She just kept looking at it. Oh it was cracking me up. She was so concerned about it poor thing.
They had a lot of fun and they went for four days. Jenna absolutely loved it. Eric and I went on Wednesday for their little party where they showed us the songs they learned and the bible verses they learned. It was cute. We had a good time.
Anyway, after VBS on Sunday we went back to Mike and Abby's hotel and went swimming. Well, they all went swimming. I got stuck on kid duty and had to stay pretty much by the steps the whole time making sure Marah didn't slip out of her floatie or fall into the pool any of the many times she climbed out and ran along the edge. I couldn't have it any other way though, even if Eric took over I'd be too paranoid to really enjoy myself. That's just how I am :) Marah was too funny though. She was so excited to be able to swim and she kept talking about her floatie only she called it her "boobie" over and over and over and it was hilarious. I never got tired of hearing it! "Where's my boobie?" "My BOOBIE!!" "Jenna, that's your boobie, this is my boobie." Oh man...
Eric and I had lots of time to ourselves this week with the kids in VBS for two hours each night. We used this time to hang out in various places and have a bible study. We're working through a study on self control and it's been very helpful. I even got to have an iced white mocha this week, something I haven't had in years! It brought me back to high school. It was really good. :)
Yesterday was Jenna's first gymnastics class. She was soooo excited! Dick and Terri were in Grand Forks so they took us out for a quick dinner and then we all headed over to watch Jenna's class. Jenna did pretty well. She had some issues with following directions, but mostly did good with everything. You could just see in the way she was carrying herself that she was so proud of herself and thought this was just the coolest thing in the world. She was best on the balance beam which surprised me! They had them try out the balance beam, do some bar exercises, try cartwheels, walkovers and backward rolls. Plus they got to do lots of jumping into the big foam pit which looked like a lot of fun. Marah was very jealous and made me really wish I had signed her up as well. Maybe next season. I want to see how Jenna does with these 5 weeks and then I'll think about signing them both up for the 10 week fall course.
Okay, so here I am finally caught up!! Whew! Now I need to go get ready cause we have to get over to the library today and then after lunch I have to get this place cleaned up cause there is a showing of our apartment tonight. Fun stuff. Have a lovely day!
July 12, 2008
Jenna
Just a couple random Jenna quotes that I had to record.
So we've been having issues with the kids opening the fridge all the time for no real reason and it drives me crazy (yes, I'm such a mom). So I have started disciplining the girls when they open the fridge without asking by making them sit in time out. Jenna has caught on very quickly and now almost always asks first.
Yesterday she was talking about the privileges she will have when she is grown up. She asked me if when she is 31 she can go to bed at 14 o'clock, and if she could eat treats whenever she wants. Then later she comes up to me and asks "Mom, when I'm grown up, can I open the fridge and freezer?" I just cracked up. Wasn't expecting that question. Apparently opening the fridge is really a big deal :)
I was just interupted by Marah, dressed in a snow white dress with red satin gloves, and gold slippers. She handed me a wand and told me to fight her "Say hi-ya!". It was red velvet purse against pink plastic wand. LOL
This morning Marah woke me up far too early as usual (7:30) and I am so tired, which of course is my own stupid fault for staying up with Eric watching movies until 3:30 am. He kept telling me to just go to bed but I was being stubborn and wanted to go to bed at the same time. So I got a little less than four hours of sleep which usually leaves me extremely crabby but I've been working really hard on not taking out my feelings on my kids so I'm being unusually patient this morning. I'm really pleased with how well I've been following through on this.
Jenna laid in bed awake for about 40 minutes this morning. She was looking all cute and snuggly and I just left her alone cause Marah is so much easier to deal with when she's not fighting with Jenna. Finally I walked by Jenna's room and she said "Mom, come wake me up." So I went in and sat on the edge of her bed and said hi and then I laid my head on her tummy in a sort of hug and she says "MOM! You're gonna make me pee!" LOL
The girls bring me stress, but mostly they bring me joy :)
We're going to the fair today I believe. Well, Jenna said that "Grandma's taking us to the fair on Saturday" and we have not clarified this with Grandma so we are unsure but at this point it better be true or we'll have one very sad little girl on our hands! Of course, we'll take them either way, but if Grandma and Grandpa come then the kids will probably get rides and treats. It we go alone the kids will go look at the animals and that's probably about it! :)
So we've been having issues with the kids opening the fridge all the time for no real reason and it drives me crazy (yes, I'm such a mom). So I have started disciplining the girls when they open the fridge without asking by making them sit in time out. Jenna has caught on very quickly and now almost always asks first.
Yesterday she was talking about the privileges she will have when she is grown up. She asked me if when she is 31 she can go to bed at 14 o'clock, and if she could eat treats whenever she wants. Then later she comes up to me and asks "Mom, when I'm grown up, can I open the fridge and freezer?" I just cracked up. Wasn't expecting that question. Apparently opening the fridge is really a big deal :)
I was just interupted by Marah, dressed in a snow white dress with red satin gloves, and gold slippers. She handed me a wand and told me to fight her "Say hi-ya!". It was red velvet purse against pink plastic wand. LOL
This morning Marah woke me up far too early as usual (7:30) and I am so tired, which of course is my own stupid fault for staying up with Eric watching movies until 3:30 am. He kept telling me to just go to bed but I was being stubborn and wanted to go to bed at the same time. So I got a little less than four hours of sleep which usually leaves me extremely crabby but I've been working really hard on not taking out my feelings on my kids so I'm being unusually patient this morning. I'm really pleased with how well I've been following through on this.
Jenna laid in bed awake for about 40 minutes this morning. She was looking all cute and snuggly and I just left her alone cause Marah is so much easier to deal with when she's not fighting with Jenna. Finally I walked by Jenna's room and she said "Mom, come wake me up." So I went in and sat on the edge of her bed and said hi and then I laid my head on her tummy in a sort of hug and she says "MOM! You're gonna make me pee!" LOL
The girls bring me stress, but mostly they bring me joy :)
We're going to the fair today I believe. Well, Jenna said that "Grandma's taking us to the fair on Saturday" and we have not clarified this with Grandma so we are unsure but at this point it better be true or we'll have one very sad little girl on our hands! Of course, we'll take them either way, but if Grandma and Grandpa come then the kids will probably get rides and treats. It we go alone the kids will go look at the animals and that's probably about it! :)
July 10, 2008
Progressing
It seems I always have so many ideas rolling around in my head, (awesome ideas, mind you) without the real motivation to accomplish them. This really irritates me about myself and I really don't know where I inherited this trait. My mom, she's a doer. Even if she procrastinates, she still gets the job done, and done well. Although, she does leave some projects at the wayside (the green afghan for Ryan she never finished but kept lying around for years and years [do you still have that thing mom?]) but really for the most part, of thought of my mom as one who gets things done. Honestly, I think both of my parents and my brother have far more ambition than I do. I'm hoping I'm just being overly critical of myself... hoping.
I want to do so much more. I feel like I'm being called to so much more. I don't believe that where I am is where I should be. I don't mean location wise, although I hope that part of my life does change soon, I am talking about in my overall participation in this game of life. I know that God has given me much. He has given me many talents, many great qualities, and a wonderful family. Yet I just feel stuck in a rut. There is a lot holding me back and I'm trying to figure out why. It's probably because of my spiritual walk... or hibernation is probably the better word. It's one of those things I kind of drift in and out of. I think that can be said for many Christians, but I don't want to be one of them. I do find it difficult though. I especially have a hard time when things get really tough, like they are right now, keeping faith and trusting that God will carry me through. He always does... I mean, I may not have the lifestyle I want, but I can't say that I've ever been out on the street. Even though we have had major struggles financially, we've been blessed with family who has been there to help us through it. I can't tell you the number of times I have considered where we would be if we didn't have that support system in our lives. It's a scary thing to consider.
Anyway, I'm not trying to be depressing. I'm just being reflective and really I guess just reaching out for encouragement. I feel like I could really use it right now. It's hard to be push through a depressing area of your life when you really can't see even a pinpoint of light at the end of that tunnel. That's really where I feel I am at right now, just completely lost in darkness. I'm praying, I'm listening to encouraging sermons on podcasts, I'm meditating on scripture, I'm trying so hard to trust in the Lord with all my heart. But it is hard. Why is it so hard? I really do hate having to remind myself that God uses these times in our life to teach us, to grow us...
sigh... this was actually meant to be a positive post, but I guess it had a mind of it's own :) well I better go. Just felt good to get that out. Love to all.
I want to do so much more. I feel like I'm being called to so much more. I don't believe that where I am is where I should be. I don't mean location wise, although I hope that part of my life does change soon, I am talking about in my overall participation in this game of life. I know that God has given me much. He has given me many talents, many great qualities, and a wonderful family. Yet I just feel stuck in a rut. There is a lot holding me back and I'm trying to figure out why. It's probably because of my spiritual walk... or hibernation is probably the better word. It's one of those things I kind of drift in and out of. I think that can be said for many Christians, but I don't want to be one of them. I do find it difficult though. I especially have a hard time when things get really tough, like they are right now, keeping faith and trusting that God will carry me through. He always does... I mean, I may not have the lifestyle I want, but I can't say that I've ever been out on the street. Even though we have had major struggles financially, we've been blessed with family who has been there to help us through it. I can't tell you the number of times I have considered where we would be if we didn't have that support system in our lives. It's a scary thing to consider.
Anyway, I'm not trying to be depressing. I'm just being reflective and really I guess just reaching out for encouragement. I feel like I could really use it right now. It's hard to be push through a depressing area of your life when you really can't see even a pinpoint of light at the end of that tunnel. That's really where I feel I am at right now, just completely lost in darkness. I'm praying, I'm listening to encouraging sermons on podcasts, I'm meditating on scripture, I'm trying so hard to trust in the Lord with all my heart. But it is hard. Why is it so hard? I really do hate having to remind myself that God uses these times in our life to teach us, to grow us...
sigh... this was actually meant to be a positive post, but I guess it had a mind of it's own :) well I better go. Just felt good to get that out. Love to all.
July 8, 2008
deal with it
this is it for now... deal with it ;)
You can only type ONE Word! Not as easy as you might think.
1. Where is your cell phone? charging
2. Where is your significant other? sleeping
3. Your hair? unruly
4. Your mother? hilarious
5. Your father? inventive
6. Your favorite thing? color
7. Your dream last night? forgotten
8. Children? cutest
9. Your dream/goal? freedom
10. The room you're in? living
11. Favorite vacation spot? disney
12. Your fear? flying
13. Where do you want to be in 6 years? happy
14. Where were you last night? here
15. What you're not? organized
16. Muffins? cran-orange
17. One of your wish list items? dslr
18. Where you grew up? California
19. The last thing you did? read
20. What are you wearing? glasses
21. Your TV? muted
22. Your pet? none
23. Your computer? dying
24. Your life? stressful
25. Your mood? contemplative
26. Missing someone? no
27. Your car? taurus
28. Something you're not wearing? earrings
29. Your summer? lazy
30. Any hobby? scrapping
31. Favorite holiday? Christmas
32. Love someone? completely
33. Your favorite color? green
34. When is the last time you laughed? ten
35. Last time you cried? noon
You can only type ONE Word! Not as easy as you might think.
1. Where is your cell phone? charging
2. Where is your significant other? sleeping
3. Your hair? unruly
4. Your mother? hilarious
5. Your father? inventive
6. Your favorite thing? color
7. Your dream last night? forgotten
8. Children? cutest
9. Your dream/goal? freedom
10. The room you're in? living
11. Favorite vacation spot? disney
12. Your fear? flying
13. Where do you want to be in 6 years? happy
14. Where were you last night? here
15. What you're not? organized
16. Muffins? cran-orange
17. One of your wish list items? dslr
18. Where you grew up? California
19. The last thing you did? read
20. What are you wearing? glasses
21. Your TV? muted
22. Your pet? none
23. Your computer? dying
24. Your life? stressful
25. Your mood? contemplative
26. Missing someone? no
27. Your car? taurus
28. Something you're not wearing? earrings
29. Your summer? lazy
30. Any hobby? scrapping
31. Favorite holiday? Christmas
32. Love someone? completely
33. Your favorite color? green
34. When is the last time you laughed? ten
35. Last time you cried? noon
July 4, 2008
Friday Feature: Mah Diary
Sunday, July 1, 1990
Rick is leaving today. I feel so sad. I will miss him very much. We also went to Souplantation. We then went to Aunt Carlas to go swimming.
-- wasn't that intriguing? LOL
Friday, July 6th, 1990
Today was a darn bad day. I gotim in troube for laughing during an assembly when someone was tickling me. When I got home I had to clean my rood rood rood room before mom got home (I didn't). She said if we wanted to watch gost dad we had to clean them before daddy got home I did Ryan didn't so we couldnt go. Then I get grounded to my rood room.
-- life was tough. Makes me think of the time Ryan got so mad one morning that he wrote on the dry erase board we had at the end of the hallway "Today was the worst day of my life" and then he drew little pictures to illustrate his point. One included a drawing of me dropping a small triangle of sandwich on the floor. :)
Have a lovely 4th! We're doing something, but I am not sure what yet. Fun...
Rick is leaving today. I feel so sad. I will miss him very much. We also went to Souplantation. We then went to Aunt Carlas to go swimming.
-- wasn't that intriguing? LOL
Friday, July 6th, 1990
Today was a darn bad day. I got
-- life was tough. Makes me think of the time Ryan got so mad one morning that he wrote on the dry erase board we had at the end of the hallway "Today was the worst day of my life" and then he drew little pictures to illustrate his point. One included a drawing of me dropping a small triangle of sandwich on the floor. :)
Have a lovely 4th! We're doing something, but I am not sure what yet. Fun...
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