GRRRR

For the billionth (is that a word?) time, I am headed to bed with out REALLY washing the kitchen floor. I was about to wash it when I got a call from the DH in the basement asking me where this mystery wet spot in the carpet is coming from. Well, we followed the trail and found a dripping pipe and soaked isolation accompanied by wet dry wall and soaked carpet and underlay. LOVELY! Anyone know a good/cheep plumber? I sure hope we caught it before it ruined the ceiling and drywall down here. At this time we have my only 2 cookie sheets crammed up there catching drips. I sure hope it helps till we can get some help. Curse Fly Lady for the declutter job that landed me with only 2 cookie sheets cuz now my really nice cookie sheets are stuffed up there catching heaven only knows what kind of sludgy water. GRRRRR. I suppose 2 new cookie sheets are a lot cheaper then new ceiling and dry wall. Hurray!! I was going to go out Strawberry picking tomorrow, but we'll see now that I may have to be here waiting for a plumber who is coming between 7am and 10pm. :-) No I don't have an appointment yet, but I love the time frames they offer. Any one who knows a plumber, call me fast..... Thanks

Our Trip to Boston

Last week I took the kids to Boston to visit Tracey and the kids. We had a ball. It always amazes me that the kids are instantly back to business. It is always as though they were never apart. They are the Best of Friends. Although it was rainy most of the time we kept very busy. We went swimming at the y, playing at the science Center. Ate Mikes Canolis, went to the "Christmas Tree Shop", went to chuck e cheese, and New Port. It was an amazing trip. I loved the time I got to take some pictures with Brads Zoom lens, and I also loved the homes in Newport. We had a great time and the kids were actually really good considering that we drove over 1000 miles with me chucking desired items into the back seat while I drove. It was rather funny at times. I am glad we did it. My sister is moving out west soon and we needed to squeeze in that last little visit while they were "close". Here are some pics from the trip.

Newport

 

A blog worthy event

So sometimes things happen and the only thing that gets you even be able to smile through it is the fact that you can go home and blog about it. Sunday I had one of these moments.... I was meeting with the RS presidency in the cultural hall during Sunday School, I had 3 of my 4 monkies in class and Katie was keeping herself buisy doing her little bum shuffle around the gym. She had made it about 3 rows up and on the other side of the isle away from me when she was distracted by a hymn book. She had discovered how to clap the front and back covers of the hymn book together to make a clapping sound. There was a sister from the ward sitting near her who had talked to her breifly, and then was preoccupied. I kept half an eye on her while we met making sure that her attention didn't turn to playing with the pages of the book. she would clap the pages, then scoot around, clap the pages, scoot around... no problem right? Then another sister from the ward walks past her and said "Oh boy, she's made a mess here." So I come over thinking... How much of a mess could she make with hymn books. UM, yeah, not much with hymn books, but big mess with POOP!!! Yes, she blew out of her diaper. Pardon the details, but you have to picture that there was a pile of poop that was large enough that it looked as though a potty training toddler had it fall out of their underpants. I honestly thought, oh yuck, that can't be hers, but it was!!! GROSSS, and she had scooted around in it, and then clapped the hymn book, then scooted around in it and clapped the hymn book. It was the biggest poo mess ever!! I couldn't believe it. It took the whole stack of wipes to clean her and the floor up, and no worries, the hymn book has been perminatly removed from circulation. :-) GROSS!!!

Alexander Jack

To my sweet boy on his 6th Birthday. Alexander, I am so glad to have you in my life. You are such a loving and smart boy. I often wish that I had more time to sit down with you and learn about all the things that you are interested in. You are so tender and such a perfectionist. I think that you will someday make a wonderful husband and daddy. You look up to your dad so much and hold him in the highest regard, may you continue to do this for the rest of your life. You started life SO tiny, and now you're getting so BIG! I am so glad that you are healthy and happy and so smart. I hope you never get too old to give me your great big hugs or too old to need mom once in a while. I love you big boy! XOXOXOX

Clearance....

I finally got clearance from my "prop" to show is 1/2 naked body on my blog. I just love this picture too much to not share it. :-)

ONE MOLD!

For some reason they all come out looking the same :-) Just a little trip down memory lane. Even I sometimes have to look at what is around them to tell the difference, good thing we moved so much. :-)

Deals Deals Deals Pics from Jenni

HE HE HE, here we are trying to fit it all in!!! LOL This was such fun. It really is something that I look forward to for 6 months! We laughed and talked of renting a u-haul next time :-) Any one elce in?

Surprise!

Life is so full of surprises. Some are so good and fun, some so sad, and others leave you in a stupor. I hit this topic because I've had a few things rolling around in my mind and found that a lot of things take me by surprise. After reading my friends blogg, I was reminded of the day that Brent and I got engaged, and how much of a surprise that was... We had spoken of marriage and even looked at rings, but I had NO idea that he had gone and had the perfect one custom made. And I certainly didn't expect the proposal on the night that it happened! Good Surprise. I remember giving birth to Liza, we never knew if she was a boy or a girl, another tender and good surprise. Sometimes we get news that is surprising, and it leaves us with an edge of excitement that is mellowed only by a slight fear of the future. What will come of this new news. Like finding out what Medical School we got into, and placing in a residency. Having your bid accepted on your first home...good surprise! Finding out that your dearest friend, mother and grandmother to your 3 little ones has passed away..... bad surprise. Finding out that your Father in Law will remarry just months after her passing..... bad surprise. Getting news of the straying of a close family member.... bad surprise. A parent adamant about divorce....bad surprise. Which leads me to my stupor.... Realizing that some people in this world think that I blindly follow a religion that doesn't let me think for my self....stupor. Realizing that it really is all so true..... stupor. And the most recent... after placing a call to my mom tonight where I awkwardly got around to asking about my letter, she responded with, "yes, I read it." me "I wasn't sure since I didn't hear back" "I was going to write you an email, but I can just tell you that none of it surprised me. I fully expect you to feel that way and I accept that."........STUPOR. You may be wondering... how is that a surprise, to tell you the truth, I honestly didn't think that she knew me well enough to know how I felt. I have always felt like she doesn't know me. I am so glad that I wrote that letter, it was therapeutic, but also I am glad that it also helped me realize that we are not that far away from each other. I guess all those times that I talked to her and I thought she wasn't listening, maybe she was. It makes me think about how my kids will feel. This again leaves me in the stupor. Humm.

SHE

I wanted to share the Lyrics to a very special song. For those of you who were in Relief Society on Sunday, I spoke of my Mom (in law). This song makes me think of her. It is by and LDS artist named Cherie Call. My sister in law actually met her after Shirley had already passed away, and they spoke about this song and how much it means to us. Cherie Call wrote this song for her own mom. :-)

She(Cherie Call)

She is not the picture on the magazine
She's the woman just behind you at the checkout stand
She may appear to be common but she mystifies
In all the ways the wisest men and children understand
'Cause she has eyes that sparkle with her love
And she has a smile that's as gentle as a dove
And no woman from a movie or an ad could ever hope to be
As beautiful as she

She is not a highly honored diplomat
Held responsible to lead the world to peace
But what she does is every bit as serious
Amidst the turmoil everywhere that will never cease
'Cause she has hands that wipe the tears away
And she has a voice that makes everything O.K.
And no woman from the papers or T.V. could ever hope to be
As indispensable as she

And it breaks my heart every time I see her wonder
If she means anything in this world that pulls her under
And she doesn't always see the way that Heaven smiles above her
That's the reason I try to always tell her that I love her

'Cause she may not be known for giving millions
To the charities and auctions on the news
But I believe she's given more than anyone
In all the times she's ever had to choose
To give up sleep to rock her children every night
And give her heart to always hold their dreams so tight
And the best that you or I could ever hope to be
Is as wonderful as she
And the best that you or I could ever hope to be
Is as wonderful as she

Just a quick thought

SO I watched the PBS thing on The Mormans and I didn't like it.... I can't immagine very much good comming from it. :-( I feel that the things that were said by those that have been excummunicated were a misrepresentation. I particuarly didn't like the opinions of the one woman who was all womans lib. I found my self questioning. How terrible of a show, if it can make one who has been a strong memeber all her life, question? My faith, and knowledge in my heart of the truthfulness of this gosple is what withstood this storm. I felt attack and under fire for the most part of the show. I know that this church repects and revires women and it ANGERS me to hear others saying otherwise. I also resent the implications that we are not aloud to think, or we get Xed! OHHHH, that rubbed me wrong. My faith was momentarilly shaken when they were speaking of archiological digs and the fact that they have found no evidence to stand beside the stories in the book of morman, and also they had a historian speak about how the Book of Morman is written in the language of the preists during Joseph Smith times. However I was quickly pulled back in by the fact that none of that matters, becuase what matters is the feeling in my heart that I Know for sure what is best. Booooo on PBS for this imballenced representation of a wonderful organization. (I am so sad, and so sturred up, I am physically sick in my stomach.....of course that could be the "Ritas" that I ate tonight, or the fact that I am ridden with Anziety everytime I open my email.... wondering.... Did mom read my letter.... does she hate me forever.... did I stir up another big fight between them cuz I havn't heard from Dad either. :-( ) AHHH

One of my favorites from my lessons.