Saturday, July 11, 2009
Fresh Off The Truck
Farm fresh and ready to go. How delictable they look. These sumptuous little darlings are just sitting and waiting for me to devour them.
Saturday, June 27, 2009
Sometimes . . .
. . . you just have to bring in the pretty.
Aaaaannd sometimes, the pretty is brought to you.
Aaaaannd sometimes, the pretty is brought to you.
Friday, June 05, 2009
A Lydia's Prayer
Heavenly Father, thank you for Wexi and Wathan and Daddy and Mommy and Caleb and Lydia. Help Daddy come home safe. Thank you for wrapping paper. Please help Caleb stop ripping and climbing and crying. Name of Jesus Christ, Amen.
Thursday, April 23, 2009
Like A Summer Rose
I am sad to say that I have been remiss in my blogging responsibilities, on all fronts. I know, I know, I should be flogged. But instead I'll just be blogged.
Hahaha heheheheh ohoo ohoo. I kill myself.
Aside from that we haven't been up to much. (I know SHOCKING)
So, I would like to pose a question to all and any who would like to answer:
What do you do ALL DAY to keep your kids entertained?
This has plagued me for a long time because I am always at a loss as to what to do. "I just don't know what to do with myself, don't know what to do with myself." Sorry, that song just popped in my head and I got lost in refrain. Back to the question at hand. I mean there are only SO many books you can read until they and you get tired of it, there are only SO many songs you can sing until they and you get tired of it, there are only SO many hours that you can color until your arm starts to feel numb and your fingers cramp and you feel as if the whole appendage is going to fall off but you can't stop because you promised to color today and, and and . . . Sorry, where was I? Oh, yes, so what do you do all day?
Hahaha heheheheh ohoo ohoo. I kill myself.
Aside from that we haven't been up to much. (I know SHOCKING)
So, I would like to pose a question to all and any who would like to answer:
What do you do ALL DAY to keep your kids entertained?
This has plagued me for a long time because I am always at a loss as to what to do. "I just don't know what to do with myself, don't know what to do with myself." Sorry, that song just popped in my head and I got lost in refrain. Back to the question at hand. I mean there are only SO many books you can read until they and you get tired of it, there are only SO many songs you can sing until they and you get tired of it, there are only SO many hours that you can color until your arm starts to feel numb and your fingers cramp and you feel as if the whole appendage is going to fall off but you can't stop because you promised to color today and, and and . . . Sorry, where was I? Oh, yes, so what do you do all day?
It Must Be Love
Yes, we all know that I love me some raspberry filled hostess donuts. But all over the good state of Colorado these yummy filled morsels are coming up missing. What kind of world do we live in where you can't find a box of these on every grocery store, convenience store, and gas station dive shelf?
It must be love because my lovely sister (no not that one the other one) stopped by and dropped a box of my kryptonite off (of course that's really not true because anything with sugar in it is my kryptonite). She traveled all over trying to track down these elusive treats. Finally, in a sad little gas station by the side of the interstate sitting on a shelf was a lone box. Six whole donuts. It must be love because, even though she loves these delectable pastries as well, she brought that lone box to me. Thank you Shannon. I just hope one day I can make such a sacrifice for you.
It must be love.
Thursday, March 26, 2009
I'm Bad I'm Bad You Know It
Yes, it is true. I have been a bad bad blogger. I just find that my brain is fried and the well of creative juices have run dry, the kegs been tapped, Elvis has left the building (how long do you think I can keep this up?), the lights are not all on upstairs, uh . . . okay I'm done.
I've also been very bad about blog lovin, not that I don't love me some blogs but I haven't been showing it much. I'll try and be better.
But just so you don't think I haven't been doing anything, check out this baby!
I've also been very bad about blog lovin, not that I don't love me some blogs but I haven't been showing it much. I'll try and be better.
But just so you don't think I haven't been doing anything, check out this baby!
Friday, March 06, 2009
Blushing Buttercream Pettiskirt GIVEAWAY!!!!
Blushing Buttercream Pettiskirt GIVEAWAY!!!!
The name sounds yummy!
The name sounds yummy!
Wednesday, March 04, 2009
The Creator, Of This Letter
Dear Rebecca,
This is God. I was just writing to see how you are doing. I haven't heard from you lately and I really miss you. I know that you are busy with school and taking care of my children but I was wondering if you could find a small moment in your hectic schedule of a day to just say hi and tell me the happenings in your life. Yes, I know that I already know but it is so much better to hear it all from you.
I know that last time we talked you were having trouble with your patience levels when dealing with Caleb and Lydia. I realize that sometimes children can be frustrating and it is easy to want to feel hopeless when it seems like they don't listen to you or do what you have asked. Understand though that they are learning. They are knew bright spirits in this world and they need you to teach them to be good. Also understand that they do listen, more than you might think. It might be hard to get them to pick up their toys or to eat their dinner when you tell them to and it might appear that you are talking to a wall but they listen and they watch you. You are who they turn to as an example. You are real and solid in their lives and they look to you to lead them and guide them. If the frustration ever gets too much, remember that I am always here to talk to. You can call on me anytime and I will always answer. You can rant and rave and tell me all of your frustrations and I will always listen. There are also others that I have put in your life that you can call on for support. They are willing and wanting to help you so don't be afraid to call on them as well.
I also seem to recall you speaking of certain family members that you are concerned about. I want you to know that I am looking after them. I love them and always will. You are not solely responsible for their eternal salvation. If you do your part and be the best example you can and continue to love them, then the rest is up to them. We can't control everyone, as much as we would want to, as much as we know that it is good for them, we have to let them find their way. But know that they are always on my mind and that I will never give up on them.
The world seems to be getting darker and sometimes I know it is hard for you to see the good. It is out there, it is always out there and if you are having a hard time finding it, again, just call me and I can help you see it. My world is a beautiful thing filled with my children who are beautiful. There is wonder and magic and miracles to be found everywhere and when you can see all that, the darkness doesn't feel so foreboding.
Always remember that I love you and I love hearing from you. Don't be a stranger.
Anxiously awaiting your reply,
Love God
P.S. Don't forget to lean on Kevin as much as possible. He is there to help bare you up and he is willing to do it because he loves you almost as much as I do.
This is God. I was just writing to see how you are doing. I haven't heard from you lately and I really miss you. I know that you are busy with school and taking care of my children but I was wondering if you could find a small moment in your hectic schedule of a day to just say hi and tell me the happenings in your life. Yes, I know that I already know but it is so much better to hear it all from you.
I know that last time we talked you were having trouble with your patience levels when dealing with Caleb and Lydia. I realize that sometimes children can be frustrating and it is easy to want to feel hopeless when it seems like they don't listen to you or do what you have asked. Understand though that they are learning. They are knew bright spirits in this world and they need you to teach them to be good. Also understand that they do listen, more than you might think. It might be hard to get them to pick up their toys or to eat their dinner when you tell them to and it might appear that you are talking to a wall but they listen and they watch you. You are who they turn to as an example. You are real and solid in their lives and they look to you to lead them and guide them. If the frustration ever gets too much, remember that I am always here to talk to. You can call on me anytime and I will always answer. You can rant and rave and tell me all of your frustrations and I will always listen. There are also others that I have put in your life that you can call on for support. They are willing and wanting to help you so don't be afraid to call on them as well.
I also seem to recall you speaking of certain family members that you are concerned about. I want you to know that I am looking after them. I love them and always will. You are not solely responsible for their eternal salvation. If you do your part and be the best example you can and continue to love them, then the rest is up to them. We can't control everyone, as much as we would want to, as much as we know that it is good for them, we have to let them find their way. But know that they are always on my mind and that I will never give up on them.
The world seems to be getting darker and sometimes I know it is hard for you to see the good. It is out there, it is always out there and if you are having a hard time finding it, again, just call me and I can help you see it. My world is a beautiful thing filled with my children who are beautiful. There is wonder and magic and miracles to be found everywhere and when you can see all that, the darkness doesn't feel so foreboding.
Always remember that I love you and I love hearing from you. Don't be a stranger.
Anxiously awaiting your reply,
Love God
P.S. Don't forget to lean on Kevin as much as possible. He is there to help bare you up and he is willing to do it because he loves you almost as much as I do.
Monday, February 23, 2009
Praise The Lawd! Hallelujah!
I came in from walking this morning and Lydia comes running out of the bathroom.
"Where's mommy?"
upon spotting me
"Mommy mommy! I found Jesus!"
and to find him in the bathroom of all places.
"Where's mommy?"
upon spotting me
"Mommy mommy! I found Jesus!"
and to find him in the bathroom of all places.
Saturday, February 14, 2009
Confession!!
The other day while I was reading my chilens this I couldn't hold back my tears. I am so serious. I busted up crying (I'm talkin ugly cry, tears rolling, can't speak, face all contorted, ugly) as Horton fought so hard to help the speck be heard and the speck fought so hard to be heard. "We are HERE! We are HERE! We are HERE!!" So touching and really, a person IS a person no matter how small.
Wednesday, February 11, 2009
Saturday, February 07, 2009
What A Horrible Horrible Week!!
This week was the worst week thus far.
Caleb decided to get the flu (at least that is what it is feeling like) and it is being passed around.
On top of which our Landlord decided to redo our kitchen cabinets so we went without a kitchen for 2 days. We had to keep the kids confined to only half the house to keep them out of the way.
On top of which when the kitchen was finished and we started to reload it with all of our stuff we found that about half of stuff doesn't fit well in the cupboards. The shelves are all short and squaty. Imagine going to put away a regular size box of Ritz crackers and because the shelves are all squaty the box can't even stand upright.
On top of which the new stove that they put in has the knobs where the kids can reach them. I let the kids explore the kitchen when they were done and I stepped out of the room for two seconds I come back in and Caleb has the oven turned on.
On top of which my children's brains are most likely fried from watching too much TV because I don't have the strength to do anything else. (bad bad mommy!)
On top of which I've had to cancel on Lindsay twice and it looks like it's going to be a third because I can't hardly breath. (I'm not really this flaky Lindsay).
On top of which all of my 2009 goals have been tossed out the window this week because of all this. (and it will only be for this week).
On top of which all of the sickness and kitchen mess has put me behind on my homework.
On top of which I'm blogging when I should be doing my homework or sleeping.
On top of which . . . . . . . I feel wretched.
Caleb decided to get the flu (at least that is what it is feeling like) and it is being passed around.
On top of which our Landlord decided to redo our kitchen cabinets so we went without a kitchen for 2 days. We had to keep the kids confined to only half the house to keep them out of the way.
On top of which when the kitchen was finished and we started to reload it with all of our stuff we found that about half of stuff doesn't fit well in the cupboards. The shelves are all short and squaty. Imagine going to put away a regular size box of Ritz crackers and because the shelves are all squaty the box can't even stand upright.
On top of which the new stove that they put in has the knobs where the kids can reach them. I let the kids explore the kitchen when they were done and I stepped out of the room for two seconds I come back in and Caleb has the oven turned on.
On top of which my children's brains are most likely fried from watching too much TV because I don't have the strength to do anything else. (bad bad mommy!)
On top of which I've had to cancel on Lindsay twice and it looks like it's going to be a third because I can't hardly breath. (I'm not really this flaky Lindsay).
On top of which all of my 2009 goals have been tossed out the window this week because of all this. (and it will only be for this week).
On top of which all of the sickness and kitchen mess has put me behind on my homework.
On top of which I'm blogging when I should be doing my homework or sleeping.
On top of which . . . . . . . I feel wretched.
Tuesday, January 27, 2009
Random Lydia
The other day I was in the bathroom getting ready for the day and Lydia runs up to the door, begins to bang on it and say "Mommy, Mommy! I need to go potty! Hurry hurry!" This was my reply, "Okay, okay hold your horses."
Then I hear her little feet run into her bedroom. I came out just as she was running back out of her room.
"Okay mommy, I got my horses."
Now how can I ignore logic like that?
Then I hear her little feet run into her bedroom. I came out just as she was running back out of her room.
"Okay mommy, I got my horses."
Now how can I ignore logic like that?
Friday, January 23, 2009
It's Almost February, Time For A New Years Post!
Whether you call them resolutions, goals, those pesky after thoughts that always get on your case when you've just downed a sweet treat, whatever I've got 'em. I've got 'em up the wazoo! What's a wazoo you ask? Hey, don't distract me I'm trying to tell you something. You know I'm easily distrac . . . oh, what's that? Shiny.
Feast . . .
I know what you're thinking "Um are you sure you haven't achieved this one already?" Yes it is true that I am a little rotund physically but spiritually I'm a gangly creature. What's the best way to plump up spiritually? By feasting on the good word and that word is not chocolate.
Get Fit To Get Fat . . .
Now I'll let you figure that one out on your own. But I do need to lose a few (cough cough . . . a lot . . . cough cough) lbs. I've been searching craigslist for weeks now trying to find a cheap treadmill but since everyone and their mother have this resolution on their list these babies are getting snapped up faster than you can say "Run Forrest Run!" So if any of you know of any prospects for me . . . well then . . . Do I really need to finish that sentence? Okay, then send them my way.
Reach Out . . .
I am a very stubborn person. "I can do it on my own, I don't need anyone to help me." That's the kinda person I am. That can be good but also not so. I tend to not ask for help even when I need it and sometimes going it alone is the worst thing I could do. I want to reach out more to people for help or for general friendship and with that I also want offer my help to all of you gorgeous gals. For whatever it's worth, if you ever need anything I will do my best to help you, unless it has to do with public speaking then I'll have to act like I don't know who you are.
Build The Dream . . .
Today I received something in the mail that just made my day and helped me visualize my dream and make it a little more real. It was so great, I might actually frame it. Huh, there's an idea.
Ahhhh, Refreshing . . .
I need to drink more water. I really do. I know the benefits and health reasons to drink water but I just can't stand the taste. Do any of you have any suggestions?
On Time In 2009 . . .
Whoa! Sorry, I didn't know you were drinking something then. I'll give you a second to wipe off your computer screens.
And there you have it.
What are some of yours?
Feast . . .
I know what you're thinking "Um are you sure you haven't achieved this one already?" Yes it is true that I am a little rotund physically but spiritually I'm a gangly creature. What's the best way to plump up spiritually? By feasting on the good word and that word is not chocolate.
Get Fit To Get Fat . . .
Now I'll let you figure that one out on your own. But I do need to lose a few (cough cough . . . a lot . . . cough cough) lbs. I've been searching craigslist for weeks now trying to find a cheap treadmill but since everyone and their mother have this resolution on their list these babies are getting snapped up faster than you can say "Run Forrest Run!" So if any of you know of any prospects for me . . . well then . . . Do I really need to finish that sentence? Okay, then send them my way.
Reach Out . . .
I am a very stubborn person. "I can do it on my own, I don't need anyone to help me." That's the kinda person I am. That can be good but also not so. I tend to not ask for help even when I need it and sometimes going it alone is the worst thing I could do. I want to reach out more to people for help or for general friendship and with that I also want offer my help to all of you gorgeous gals. For whatever it's worth, if you ever need anything I will do my best to help you, unless it has to do with public speaking then I'll have to act like I don't know who you are.
Build The Dream . . .
Today I received something in the mail that just made my day and helped me visualize my dream and make it a little more real. It was so great, I might actually frame it. Huh, there's an idea.
Ahhhh, Refreshing . . .
I need to drink more water. I really do. I know the benefits and health reasons to drink water but I just can't stand the taste. Do any of you have any suggestions?
On Time In 2009 . . .
Whoa! Sorry, I didn't know you were drinking something then. I'll give you a second to wipe off your computer screens.
And there you have it.
What are some of yours?
Thursday, January 01, 2009
New Years Can Wait!
I've been meaning to post about Christmas for a few days but the procrastinator in me kept saying, Not yet! Not yet! So I said, Okay procrastinator. So here I sit, at the close of another New Years day writing about our Christmas Holiday.
It started with our hurried escape from Colorado. After looking at the weather we decided to leave a day earlier than we had planned and so in a frenzy we rushed to pack for eight days and nights of Utah fun and still make it to the Stake Christmas fireside.
Our drive to Utah was butt clenching. To much information? Oh, okay, it was nail biting, white knuckle driving, and scary in spots. One of our, ahem, nail biting experiences we were driving behind a dodge truck (a little too closely) and he decided to switch lanes and pass a row of diesels. We had not been prepared to all of a sudden see the back of a diesel fill our wind shield view and so the brakes were applied which started us fish tailing. Not being able to stop in time we decided to pass the row of diesels, fish tailing the entire way. Coming up on the first we headed for his bumper and nearly kissed it then switching directions we were heading straight for the guard rail. Passing the second diesel we almost pulled a Clark Griswold but instead at the last second we choose to go over and talk to the guard rail again. Finally passing the third and last diesel we evened out and the butt clenching, uh I mean nail biting was over.
We made it safely and we were able to spend plenty of time (but not enough for me) with family. My Grandma Jackie and her hubby Floyd hosted their annual Christmas Eve party. The kids did their talent show and wowed us with their wonderfulness. At one point Grandma Jackie asked who was next and Lydia piped up and said "Me! Me!" She went to the piano, positioned herself soundly on the bench, and played a little medley. I was very proud of her moxie and I can honestly say that she doesn't get any of her unabashed bravery from me. Here are all the cousins. Let's count them together. Ready?
We spent Christmas morning with my parents and the kids enjoyed all of the mayhem. I got so caught up with handing out presents that I accidentally gave Lydia one of my dad's to open. (Sorry Dad). Imagine her amazement when she unwrapped her brand new clothes steamer! Just the right present for a 3 year old.
Our drive home was much different and much more relaxing and very uneventful. I love boring car trips. They're my favorite.
This morning we had our very own little Christmas replay and opened the Colorado presents. Bet you didn't know such things existed but they do.
I would like to wish you all a very Merry Christmas. I'm not ready to ring in the New Year, maybe next week. Not yet! Not yet!
Tuesday, December 16, 2008
Monday, December 08, 2008
Happy Birthday! Happy Birthday!
Today, on this auspicious day, is my little girl's 3rd birthday. Today 3 years ago the most beautiful girl ever was born. She is a constant surprise and sometimes when I look at her I can't believe that I love her sooo much and we haven't known each other that long.
We celebrated her day on Saturday and I am so thankful for the family that came and helped us celebrate as well. Lydia was excited for her special day. Ever since Caleb had his birthday she has wanted it to be hers. Caleb received cards in the mail on his birthday and since then whenever she is with me when I get the mail she asks me "Is that my birthday?" It was a little heart breaking when I had to tell her no but one day we got the mail and there were two cards for her and she asked "Is that my birthday? Is that for me?" And I was happy to say "YES!"
I have to give Kevin a lot of thanks and the credit for the party. I had school that day from 10:30 until 4:00 and so he was home dealing with the kids and baking a cake (cuz he knew I was comin) and putting up decorations and just being a wonderful hubby and daddy.
We celebrated her day on Saturday and I am so thankful for the family that came and helped us celebrate as well. Lydia was excited for her special day. Ever since Caleb had his birthday she has wanted it to be hers. Caleb received cards in the mail on his birthday and since then whenever she is with me when I get the mail she asks me "Is that my birthday?" It was a little heart breaking when I had to tell her no but one day we got the mail and there were two cards for her and she asked "Is that my birthday? Is that for me?" And I was happy to say "YES!"
I have to give Kevin a lot of thanks and the credit for the party. I had school that day from 10:30 until 4:00 and so he was home dealing with the kids and baking a cake (cuz he knew I was comin) and putting up decorations and just being a wonderful hubby and daddy.
Sunday, December 07, 2008
Weekend Workings
Last weekend I was able to start and semi finish a project for Lydia's birthday.
I found this (along with Lydia's Christmas present) on the most beloved craig's list for a grand total of $20. I was very hesitant about painting it because well, I'm always afraid of painting something that has history. Notice the newspaper? Those were Black Friday ads. Ahhh, they served me well.
Here is the after:
I would have posted it sooner but with all of Lydia's internet surfing I couldn't chance that she would stumble upon my post and then ruin the surprise. I'm only thinking practically.
I found this (along with Lydia's Christmas present) on the most beloved craig's list for a grand total of $20. I was very hesitant about painting it because well, I'm always afraid of painting something that has history. Notice the newspaper? Those were Black Friday ads. Ahhh, they served me well.
Here is the after:
I would have posted it sooner but with all of Lydia's internet surfing I couldn't chance that she would stumble upon my post and then ruin the surprise. I'm only thinking practically.
Saturday, December 06, 2008
I Think I Need Blogaholics Annonymous
I'm not really one of those people who is the life of the party. (I know, it's shocking. With my winning personality? How could that be?) After saying that it almost goes without saying that I have few social contacts. (And now you are all completely disillusioned about me.) And so I have turned to blogs to take up my socially free calender. Blogs have replaced books during these school months. They are easy reads. They inspire me, make me laugh and cry, they give me ideas to pirate and take for myself (Lindsay, I've got my eye on those leg warmers). I read design blogs, about children blogs, friend's blogs, and photography blogs. Well I think that I have now gone overboard for now my total count of the blogs that I follow is . . .
Wait for it . . .
Wait for it . . .
145!!
Staggering and a little sad.
You may now pitty me, I give you permission.
Wait for it . . .
Wait for it . . .
145!!
Staggering and a little sad.
You may now pitty me, I give you permission.
Monday, December 01, 2008
Go Towards the Light!
I can see it. It's getting closer now. I can feel the freedom coming. Can you?
THE SEMESTER IS ALMOST OVER!!!!
I am sitting at the computer, obviously not doing homework, craving that feeling of having no looming homework due. Of course before I can get there I have to write a discussion for history, a paper for my ECE class, a 10 page research paper for history, pictures for my portfolio, pictures of night, pictures of lines, and make a cover for a food magazine.
Oh dang, the light just jumped back 55.784 feet.
I need a break, and soon. My teachers are great, they decided that having a break for Thanksgiving was over rated and that we were all sane enough to work straight through. Oh boy, do they not know me.
I'm really looking forward to getting my creativity back. I feel like it has been sucked dry, drained, vaporized, disintegrated, obliterated, okay I guess you get the picture. I need my creative juices back.
We didn't do anything terribly exciting for Thanksgiving. Kevin's lovely Aunt and Uncle had us over along with Kevin's parents, brother, sister, another uncle, and a cousin. Kevin had to work so we weren't able to stay very long. Lydia had a blast, she always does when there is family around.
On a totally unrelated note Lydia is now officially potty trained! Hooray!
I am getting really excited for Christmas because we are staying a whole week in Utah and I get to see my mommy and daddy and brothers and sisters. I love my family! Every single one of them. Well, except for . . . ha, gotcha! See? Creative juices. Gone. Ah, I'm pathetic.
THE SEMESTER IS ALMOST OVER!!!!
I am sitting at the computer, obviously not doing homework, craving that feeling of having no looming homework due. Of course before I can get there I have to write a discussion for history, a paper for my ECE class, a 10 page research paper for history, pictures for my portfolio, pictures of night, pictures of lines, and make a cover for a food magazine.
Oh dang, the light just jumped back 55.784 feet.
I need a break, and soon. My teachers are great, they decided that having a break for Thanksgiving was over rated and that we were all sane enough to work straight through. Oh boy, do they not know me.
I'm really looking forward to getting my creativity back. I feel like it has been sucked dry, drained, vaporized, disintegrated, obliterated, okay I guess you get the picture. I need my creative juices back.
We didn't do anything terribly exciting for Thanksgiving. Kevin's lovely Aunt and Uncle had us over along with Kevin's parents, brother, sister, another uncle, and a cousin. Kevin had to work so we weren't able to stay very long. Lydia had a blast, she always does when there is family around.
On a totally unrelated note Lydia is now officially potty trained! Hooray!
I am getting really excited for Christmas because we are staying a whole week in Utah and I get to see my mommy and daddy and brothers and sisters. I love my family! Every single one of them. Well, except for . . . ha, gotcha! See? Creative juices. Gone. Ah, I'm pathetic.
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)