Friday, June 29, 2007
Thursday, June 28, 2007
But my daughter's butt does answer questions. Yep her butt is still talking and it says yes to every question you ask it. "Jordan, What does your butt say about going outside?" "Yes." "Jordan, What does your butt say about taking a nap?" "Yes." Apparently her butt is much more agreeable than she is. =0)
Okay now I know you've only been reading that to get to the journalling question of the day... So here goes....
What is your favorite kind of comfort food? Do you enjoy cooking? What is your favorite thing to cook?
Not fair to ask this question on a day I'm dieting. Phooey. Okay my favorite comfort food is mashed potatoes with country gravy, not pretend mashed potatoes. Real ones with cream, and real butter, salt and pepper. Yum! And homemade gravy made from a roux. Yum! I don't mind cooking. I don't really love it. DH loves my cooking thankfully though. I know I used to make a lot fancier food for him. Homemade cookies and bread and all kinds of stuff. He jokes that once we got married I quit cooking. NOT SO! =0) Just soon after. Hehe. One of my favorite cooking disasters of mine is the time I tried to cook Thanksgiving dinner for the first time. Everything came out beautifully. The mashed potatoes, peas, stuffing, etc. It was time to take the turkey out of the oven and I was too nervous to carve it b/c I'd never carved one before and had no clue what I was doing so I let my mother-in-law do it. Well she starts carving with the electric carving knife and I see something white. Really white. Not white meat. Umm what's that? She stops cutting and we discover that I left a bag in the turkey. I had known there was a bag in the turkey and I pulled it out. Well apparently sometimes turkeys have TWO bags according to my mother in law. Great! My lovely, sweet, supportive Ronnie died laughing. Rolling on the floor almost hurting himself laughing. Have you noticed there's a theme to this blog? People laughing at me maybe? =0)
P.S. We ate the turkey anyway and it was awesome. Apparently leaving the bag in makes it extra tasty. You should try it! LOL
Wednesday, June 27, 2007
Such is life I guess. I'm just glad she's ok. This morning I went on my first run on the program that's supposed to have me running a 5k within 2 mos. Ugh. It actually wasn't that bad. The hardest part was trying to keep Jordan in the stroller. She so didn't want to be in that thing! She did find it hilarious when I started running and various things (both in the stroller and out) started jiggling. Jordan and Brandon were in the stroller and Alexis was walking/jogging with me. Alexis was not impressed! I thought she'd be glad to be outside but she mostly whined and fussed about having to run. Seriously I'm old and out of shape and she's young and energetic but she whined the entire time. I wanna go home. It's hot. I'm tired. My shoulders hurt (This while pointing at her sides). I don't think she's invited next time I go. But the plus side is that she seems to be in a better mood and isn't as hyper. So maybe on second thought I'll make her go. LOL
I decided to start doing my journalling prompts on here. So here's today's... Feel free to join me if you want to and comment to tell me if you did it and I'll visit your blog and comment.
Do you consider yourself a good driver? How is your driving record?
Oh ick. Okay... I'm probably not the best driver. I'm one of those distracted people you're probably cursing at when you drive behind them. I've been in 3 wrecks and 1 almost wreck. And I backed my truck into a fence once, and an SUV into a ditch. LOL Jeez. That sounds so bad! When you add it all up. And there's the one ticket where I was going 97 in a 55. ( I wanted to see how fast the car would go. It was on an open road. I got in BIG trouble when I got home.) They EVEN TOOK MY LICENSE UNTIL I PAID THE TICKET!! I will add that all of these instances except the almost wreck happened before I had children. Maybe having children makes you a better driver. Anyway for your entertainment I'll describe backing my SUV into a ditch. =0) It was late one night and a friend and I were planning to go out. No I wasn't drinking! My Mom had parked her car in an awkward position and I was trying to back up out of the driveway with a ditch directly behind me. I thought I had it clear until I put it in drive and started to go and then didn't. Instead I slid back. Into the ditch. Headlights pointing to the sky! And at this point my best friend (Thank You Lisa!) is dying laughing. She's always so helpful! We tried EVERYTHING to get that stupid SUV out of the ditch. Including my brother sitting and jumping on the hood while I pressed the gas. (Yes I know not smart!) But nothing worked so finally I had to call a tow truck to pull it out. Full of mud and all nasty. The tow truck driver was rolling laughing too. Hey can I help it? I'm a blond! Hehe.
Tuesday, June 26, 2007
Yesterday was really wild. Bringing Alexis with us to therapy is NOT an ideal situation and it really doesn't help that she's not on her meds. REALLY! She was jumping on the furniture. She flat out told me NO when I told her to sit down. It was awful. Then the worst thing happened when we were fixing to leave. Jordan was sitting in a chair and Alexis was harassing her. Just getting in her face and talking really loudly and Jordan reached out to push her out of her face and Alexis moved. Jordan lost her balance and fell hard right on her nose. Her nose was bleeding and she was screaming and Alexis just laughed and laughed. I was so upset. Jordan is ok. Her nose is a bit bruised but she's doing well today. So I called the psychiatrist's office to tell them that she is acting bizarrely and HE'S NOT EVEN IN TOWN! AND HAS NO BACK UP DR. SET UP. Great. They told me to take her to the ER but the emergency room doesn't handle mental illnesses. Lovely! So we have to stick this out until the 2nd. OMG.
I've been doing some journalling lately. Not just the kind on LO's but writing in a journal. One of the journalling prompts got me thinking about one of the scariest things that happened to me as a child. I was convinced my parents killed someone.
I was around 8 or 9 years old when I went out to the shed to switch out laundry. My Mom said, "Don't look in that box in the shed." "The cardboard one by the door." "If you do you'll be punished." Well I was 8 years old and that was like engraving me an invitation that said LOOK INSIDE THE BOX! So I listened for the first few times I was out there but after a while the curiosity was killing me so I peeked and OMG there was a HUMAN SKULL in there! And other bones. HOLY CRAP. So here I am freaking out. OMG there's a dead persons bones in my shed. How did he get here? What happened? OMG OMG What if my parents killed him? And are hiding the body? I mean how else would they have bones in here? Should I call the cops? Oh my God!
That night I must've been the most well behaved child anyone's ever seen because I was terrified that they were killers! I just knew I was next! After all, I got fussed at alot and just KNEW I was a pain in the butt. I wondered how they were going to do it and decided I wasn't ready to die. I was too young. (Ok I was a bit of a drama queen.) To this day I remember how hard my heart raced and how scared I was. After about a week of being terrified I decided that if they hadn't killed me by then they must've wanted me around and I admitted that I looked in the box.
My Mom, an emergency technician (EMT) paramedic explained that the bones were for teaching purposes. She taught other people classes on how to be an EMT and do CPR and stuff like that. They had come from a body that someone had donated to science for that purpose. I don't think I was punished for disobeying. I think she thought me working myself up over it was punishment enough. The bones were moved after that. LOL
Isn't that a crazy memory!? I just had to write it down for my kids to have to know I didn't always listen as a child either. =0)
Monday, June 25, 2007
Wednesday, June 20, 2007
Tuesday, June 19, 2007
Thursday, June 14, 2007
I spent all last night putting paper into my new Cropper Hopper scrapbook organizer and was in heaven! I tell you it fed my OCD really bad. Organizing everything exactly perfect. Ahhhhh! Almost better than... well you know... LOL
We've been trying to teach Alexis to act more lady like lately. I swear she burps and toots like a man and then dies laughing about it. Well it's starting to get embarrassing in public. Another favorite part is when she lifts her skirt or her shirt in the air and starts twirling around. Umm cut that out! So we've been doing etiquette lessons. I've been trying to explain that ladies sit with their legs closed and don't show the world they are wearing Princess panties, and ladies say excuse me after they burp, and if it's at all possible toots should be tooted in the bathroom. I've told her time and again to act like a lady. Well the other day she was burping and laughing and I gently reminded her to "act like a lady". And she came up to me all exasperated and said. "But Mom, what I don't understand is why we are supposed to act like the dog." OMG our dog's name is Lady. THIS WHOLE TIME SHE THOUGHT I WAS TELLING HER TO ACT LIKE THE DOG! I just about died laughing. Seriously. OMG She is just so funny!
Jordan is her little sassy self as usual. She just loves singing. And the Backyardagins. You who have been seen it know what I mean and you who haven't should count yourself lucky! The songs are so catchy that you'll catch yourself singing them at weird times. The I Love Being a Princess song in the bathroom at Walmart! I'm sure people loved that. Hehe. Oh well. When you've got kids I swear you turn into a weirdo. So now every night before Jordan will go to bed I'm forced to sing a Backyardagins song. I'm running out of new material. =0)
I'VE BEEN TAGGED! by Leah!
Favorite Color: Purple
Favorite Food: Chocolate!
Favorite Month: December
Favorite Song: Right now Avril Levigne's Girlfriend.
Favorite Movie: The Notebook
Favorite Sport To watch : NASCAR Yup I'm a big ole' redneck!
Favorite Season: Winter
Favorite Day of the week: Fridays
Favorite Ice Cream Flavor: Pralines and Cream
Favorite Time of Day: Afternoon when my kids take naps!
Current Mood: Frustrated!!! Too much to do and too little time!
Current Taste: Hmmm, I'm not sure what this one means. LOL
Current Clothes: Still in my pajamas I know I'm a slacker.
First Pet: Scrappy the dog! Hey, Larry The Cable Guy says if you combine your first pet's name and the first street you ever lived on you get your porno name! Mine would be Scrappy Sketchler ROFLOL What's yours?
First Piercing: Ears
First Crush: Oh Lord it was my Mom's bosses son. Skye. LOL I wrote him a secret love note and spelled special wrong. They figured out it was me when they asked me to spell special and I spelled it the same wrong way as in the letter!
First CD: Hootie and the Blowfish I think.
First car: 1989 Chevy Blazer. I loved that car! I even slept in it a few times but that's a whole other blog entry there!
Last Cigarette: 2002
Last Drink: 2001
Last Car Ride: Yesterday to the surgeon's office.
Last Kiss: Last night
Last Movie Seen: Talladega Nights.. told ya I was a redneck.
Last Phone Call: Ronnie fussing about the electric bill
Last Music Played: Country Music in the car yesterday
HAVE YOU EVERS
Have You Ever Dated One Of Your Best Guy/Girl Friends: Nope
Have You Ever Broken the Law: Yes
Have You Ever Been Arrested: Nope
Have You Ever Skinny Dipped: Yes
Have You Ever Been on TV: No
Have You Ever Kissed Someone You Didn't Know: Yes
Thing You're Wearing: white t-shirt, Tigger pj pants and underwear. There's a mental picture for ya!
Thing You've Done Today: laundry, dishes, cleaning my scrap space, updated my blog!!
Thing You Can Hear Right Now: Brandon has the hiccups and the girl's TV.
Thing You Can't Live Without: Internet, my family, chocolate, my cell phone, scrapbooking. Thing You Do When You're Bored: Surf the net, aggravate the kids.
PLACES YOU'VE BEEN TODAY : No where! Yes!
PEOPLE YOU CAN TELL ANYTHING TO: My grandma, Lisa
1. Black or White: Black
2. Hot or Cold: Cold
1 THING YOU WANT TO DO BEFORE YOU DIE: Be published in a scrapbook magazine!
Brandon is fussing to eat again! So I'd better jet. Hugs to everyone and I hope that everyone is having a FABULOUS day!
Tuesday, June 12, 2007
Thursday, June 7, 2007
So without further waiting he told me that everything on the MRI was normal. My blood pressure was normal, my cholesterol was normal(I brought it down 35 points by eating Raisin Bran every morning. I don't recommend it. LOL) My blood sugar was normal. My thyroid was normal. Everything was "NORMAL". (Whatever that means! I've never been normal in my life.) Of course he had to get that little dig in there about my weight. He said I'm healthy but he doesn't know HOW I'm so healthy. (Well bite me Doc!) I'm trying here. Well everything being normal doesn't explain why I can't remember anything and am exhausted all the time and am losing my hair and am seeing bright lights in my vision. His diagnosis? I'm stressed out.
I just paid you a small fortune to tell me everything I already knew. He then had the nerve to ask me why I was so stressed. Crazy man! Umm I have a 5 year old with ODD and ADHD, a 3 year old with Cerebral Palsey and an attitude problem and a 3 mo. old that I'm beginning to suspect has colic. Not to mention a husband with an Uncle Crab who visits all too often. (See previous post on that). Umm I'm not sure why I'm stressed. So his soloution? Put me on Ritalin. You know the ADHD med? I asked him if I had ADHD and he said " No but it might help you cope with the stress." Huh well sign me up then.... One problem? I'm breastfeeding and it passes through the milk. Basically he can't help me until I stop breastfeeding and I'm not stopping breastfeeding just to take meds. So that's out. So I'll just be stressed! He suggested that I "Come in after I finish breastfeeding." Lots of help Doc thanks a bunch.
I am extremly thankful that the MRI was normal though. I was REALLY worried about that. Thank you all so much for your prayers and thoughts. They really meant a lot. Okay so here comes your favorite part of my blog right? The pictures....
My inlaws just came back from Disney World and bought the girls matching Jasmine outfits. They love playing dress up and were really excited... Alexis jumped right into her costume Boys Ma Ivy and all and had a blast. Jordan on the other hand... Well when I went to put her costume on she started screaming like I was killing her. Apparently she's scared of the little coins on the top of the costume because they jingled and made noise. I spent 15 minutes convincing her that they were not evil death ray coins out to get her. I swear! And I felt so bad b/c my mother-in-law kept saying well maybe we should've bought her something else. I finally got it on her and of course she looked like a doll baby! They both looked so cute. If you didn't already know Jordan's middle name is Jasmine. So perfect! My cutie pie girls.
I've gotten several comments about DH giving me the baby to change his diaper. He does change diapers when he has to for the baby but he changes the 3 year old when I need him to. He's just a bit freaked out by how little the baby is right now. He's a really good Daddy. I swear! =0) It did take him a long time to get comfortable changing the 3 year old too.
And last but not least... Here's what happens when you are a little boy with a very bored big sister. Poor Brandon!
Wednesday, June 6, 2007
What is it about getting in the bathtub that makes your children instantly "need" something urgently? I've been doing a photo a day of myself for a scrapbooking challenge and thought that I'd take a picture of my Oh so cute feet. LOL Well my Oh so cute feet are connected to my (then) very hairy legs. =0) So I got a bright idea that I would shave AND paint my toenails in the same day. I know I was asking for trouble. How dare a new Mom try to do anything related to self-care?
I painted my toenails while playing with Brandon lying next to me on the floor. Then I fed him. To the top. I mean he was way full. And then I handed him off to his Daddy for my 20 minutes of bliss in the shower. Well not so much. Have I mentioned I hate shaving my legs? So much that I wish the razor wouldn't have been discovered. I mean if it wouldn't have been discovered we'd all be hairy but we wouldn't know being hairy was bad. LOL
So I'm in the shower for 5 minutes. My hair is soapy and I hear... "Momma!" "Momma!" Daddy wants to know if you are almost done. (Umm yes I bathed and shaved and washed my hair in 5 minutes!!!) "No Alexis! Why?" I said. "Because Daddy needs you. The baby pooed." (Okay I am so not getting out of the shower. I deserve to shave my legs!) "I'll be done in a minute." I say. And then I start shaving at warp speed. By now the baby is crying, I can hear him through the door. I begin to suspect that this is all a grand conspiracy to keep me smelly and dirty so I can't run away. =0)
Alexis is back. "Mommy I gotta potty." (Oh great!) So she comes in and I get to listen to her potty while still shaving at warp speed. We have a discussion about how when she's 18 she's going to be able to do whatever she wants. Just like I get to do whatever I want she says. Ummm exsqueeze me? I get to do what I want?! LOL I try to explain to her that someone will always be telling her what to do. Probably me. And her boss. And her Daddy too. She is bummed out by this. Well so am I! LOL She peeps into the shower to check out what I am doing and informs me that when she's older she's going to shave. Great! I know you'll love it. (For the first 2 months and then it's a chore!) She leaves.
Jordan is in her room across the hallway from the bathroom and she starts hollering. "I want Mommy to sing the Backyardagins!" And she's getting frantic. Those of you lucky people who haven't watched the Backyardagins just don't know what you are missing out on! Now I've been in the shower for 10 minutes. I start singing. I am desperate just to finish shaving BOTH legs. Come on how funny would that be? One shaved leg! I could take a picture of one foot for the photo challenge!?
Still singing at the top of my lungs I finish up and shut off the water. The baby is now screaming!!!!! I am soaking wet. Drying off at warp speed. Jordan is crying... I want my Mommy! Alexis is asking for something to drink and I rush to the bedroom to get dressed. When I'm dressing I notice I missed a few hairs on my legs. (I wonder how that happened?) Phooey! DH comes in and shoves the baby at me.
Is it any wonder I am exhausted?! Argh! Anyway all of that for this photo that I took today to put into the challenge. These are my feet, and mostly shaven legs, propped up in front of the computer I am addicted to. Worth it? I guess so. I feel better when I'm clean! LOL
Hugs, and thanks for reading,
P.S. Did I mention I love comments?
Tuesday, June 5, 2007
So I'm freaking out by this point. I'm worried that it's lime disease, or fifth's disease. (I spend too much time on Web MD) Turns out that she's got something similar to poison ivy but we have NO clue where she got it! She hasn't been going outside because she doesn't want to because it's "too hot" So where on earth she got it, I have no idea. Anyway so she's itchy and cranky and whiny and fussy and WOW. This morning. I told her to 'watch how she talked to me' because she was smart mouthing me. And she said "NO YOU better watch how you talk to me". Ummm okay. I swear she's 5 going on 13. And she calls the poison ivy. "Boys Ma Ivy". and insists that "I'm saying it wrong." "It's not poison ivy Mom it's "Boys Ma Ivy". Okay dear. Jeez.
Yesterday, Monday I went to get my MRI done. Talk about nervewracking. I'm a teensy bit claustraphobic (Okay a lot claustrophobic!) and OMG I felt like I had a free preview of what it would be like in a coffin. Jeez. I should get my results tomorrow night. I'm still praying like crazy that everything is fine. I really need an explanation as to why I can't remember anything and why I see bright spots. So please pray for me if you are reading this! I've gotta go the baby is crying.
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Saturday, June 2, 2007
Anyway I got him back for his crankiness. For the first time I left him alone with our darling quiet 3 month old. Who was fast asleep in the swing when I left. Well as soon as I left apparently he woke up and ummm made his Daddy a rather stinky present. Ronnie had never changed his diaper before and was rather impressed by the stink and all that goes along with breastfed baby poop. (Our daughter was formula fed.) I was in PetSmart picking up the dogs medicine and my cell phone rings... "Umm honey I think Brandon pooped." "Well you'll just have to change him he'll get a rash if he sits in it until I get back", I said. His response? "Eww!" Then we hung up. 5 minutes later the cell phone rings again... "Oh man that was disgusting. I think he has an upset stomach or something!" I spent 10 minutes assuring him that the baby was fine while trying not to die laughing. Thanks go out to Brandon for helping me get his Daddy back for being cranky! Hehe And then when I got home he told me that my youngest daughter pooped too. LOL I should leave the house more often!
(Sorry if all of the poop talk grossed you out. I am a Mom you know! That's what we are supposed to talk about. LOL)
P.S. Stay tuned for pictures posted soon of the girls swimming. =0)