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Grief

2010-06-28T21:29:00.000-07:00

It is a sad night at our house. Now I can't sleep. One of our family cats died. Tommy thought it was strange when she didn't come eat, but I had just seen her asleep in the bedroom. Then when we went to bed we found her. Ohhh tommorrow is not going to be good. Her name was simply Baby. She was Tommy's favorite. He is devasted. I am awake. I probably will be all night. This is the first pet I will have to bury. My girls are going to be devasted. She was such a good cat. Loving, patient, and kind. My heart hurts for my girls. I'm not sure what happened she was just fine, in no pain that I could tell. I don't know, why she died. Now I am grieving, I know I won't sleep much if any.

CHeck it OUt! Check it out!

2010-06-15T12:05:00.000-07:00

I don't know if any of you have watched Nickelodeon lately. You know the cable channel? I have two little girls so I see a lot of Nick, Nick Jr, Disney, Sprout....you know the good stuff. On Nick there is a show called "Sunny with a chance". It is a show in a show about teens that do a sketch comedy show. I personally think it's amazing. It makes me think of "In Living Color". They have the sketch called the "check it out" girls. It's annoying and hilarious. My daughters and I have been going to the library. It's been a great success. I love our local library. They have great programs. There is a summer reading incentive, scavenger hunts in the children's department, and free family movies. So, I challenge you to find your local library and "Check it out".

Memorial Day

2010-06-01T06:51:00.000-07:00

I come from a patriotic family. We joke that we bleed red, white and blue. My father is a Marine (once and always). My brother was an army Sargent. I am so proud of my family. My brother is rough and tough. My brother has Psoriasis it is a skin condition that is very debilitating, but he soldiers on. With his disease come arthritis, he is in pain all of the time. He also knows of the true meaning of patriotism. On the days leading up to Memorial day, my brother and sister go out to the cemeteries and place flags on the graves of the men and women who gave all so that we can have our freedom. I was privileged to go with him to one cemetery this weekend. It was humbling to stop and say thank you to ones that some have forgotten. It was also discouraging to see the way some people disrespect our soldiers. Do you know that some of the brass plates marking the veterans graves have been stolen. Some have been covered with dirt and grass seed because some don't want to mess with mowing around them. How could someone do that? It hurts my heart.

I'm putting my inner child in a time out.

2010-05-22T20:22:00.000-07:00

Within the last year I have been fighting with my inner child. My inner child has been having some serious temper fits. She has dug her heels in and refused to do what she has been told to do. I have seen her personally flop down on the floor kicking her feet and pounding her fists in complete rebellion, screaming at the top of her lungs. Now I have seen several solutions for how to deal with rebellious children. You can put them in time out. You can give them a spanking. You can even completely ignore them. This advice in the basis for most parents of rebellious children, but what about your inner child. I have shaken my self so hard at times I'm surprised that i don't have some form of whiplash. Daily i continue to fight. I reason, console, beg and bribe. I have done a lot of ignoring also. Maybe you do not have these troubles but this is just one of my many issues.

Well, What do you know

2010-05-15T20:22:00.000-07:00

I have started taking online classes. I have worked at just about everything but I do not have a degree to back it up. I thought about it and decided that a degree in Medical Office Management would be a good field to go into. One of the classes i have to take is a Composition class, one of the requirements a blog. Well, I thought I have that done that. I thought I had been writing here for two years or so. I was shocked to find out I have been at it for five years. Imagine you the internet have been putting up with my drivel for five years. All I have to say is thank you so much. I know I whine, moan, and groan. I hope I have written something that made you think. I have also realized that my posts have become few and far between. With this new class I will start again. Hopefully I will write with better purpose.

Rants, I hope no one is really reading anymore

2010-01-13T09:24:00.000-08:00

I haven't posted on here in over a year. Kids, Jobs, People got in the way, you know life. But i think if i don't send some of these rants out into the void i will lose my mind.
All my life i've played fair, done the right thing, lived by the golden rule. I tell people i'm terminally nice. I can't help it. I'm trying to learn to be more assertive. Stand up for myself. Well, in this last year I stood up for myself. I was right, i was. And i got screwed. My supervisor was not doing her job, a job that had to get done, so i stepped up as the person that had the most experience and with the help of the other part of the team, did the job. I did it better. I worked hard, did my thing. Then the write-ups false ones, started coming in. I was excessively late, but we weren't allowed to pull keys before 7 and the two time clocks didn't match. I was rude and demanding. If you know me you know i'm terminally nice. They tried to suspend me without pay for three days. I told the agency i worked for i was being harassed, they said this was their biggest account, they weren't going to do anything. I talked to the other company, they said it was the temp agencies problem. So, i smiled, and took it. I watched my p's and q's. Then the supervisor got a better paying job. Nice... ok it will get better i thought. I even interviewed for the supervisor's position. I had the training, I had the experience. I could have walked into that job and had everything running smooth. Guess what they of course didn't hire me. They hired someone that had no experience. When they accused me of trying to steal a bible i had been told to put in my desk. Of course the supervisor "didn't recall telling me that" I quit. I hated that. I loved my job. I even liked the people i was working for. But i was starting to have panic attacks at work from the uber critisim.
I know there are reasons for things in life. But times are hard, I'm making it through. The depression is the worst. I've dug myself out so many times. I've interviewed for one other job there and nothing. It makes me want to stomp my foot like a little kid and yell "It's not fair!". And i hate feeling like that.
I'm the kind of person that thinks get over it and go on with your life. I don't want bad things to happen to those people. I just want my job back or a better one.
There are days where all i want to do is sleep. I don't have as much patience with my children as i should.
Money is tight. Christmas was almost my undoing. My family was the only thing that got me through. I'm taking classes online,trying to make myself better educated. The want ads are not helping me. When i finally get to an interview, i have to explain why i left the other job. I think that me telling them i was harassed doesn't work. I'm so frustrated all the time. There are times when i just want to go away, just for awhile, so that no one is asking me for something, money doesn't matter. I'm the one everyone complains to. I don't like to complain to anyone. I hope no one reads this anymore.

It's been so long....

2008-10-25T20:11:00.000-07:00

I haven't blogged in almost three months. I'm so bad. Maybe I need to get back on the horse. There is so much. Kindergarden, growing up. I'll have pictures and dish to come soon.

Summer 2008

2008-08-04T18:44:00.000-07:00

Busy, Busy Busy. I've lost wireless for a month now. Can you tell I do everything wireless. I was on the phone with the cable company, and the wireless. Forrr hours, for them to tell me that the wireless router was defective. This after two hours of roaming around on the main computer, pinging the host and doing all kinds of fun things. Why they couldn't have told me that after a half an hour i don't know. Frustrating. That seems to be the main feeling for the summer. I hate being frustrated. It just seems like i'm hitting my head against the wall at times.
My new job, I'm doing very well at. Who knew I'd like working in a prison mailroom. I'm usually the last one out the door, with the other women i work with, tapping their feet and telling me to come on. I find that i'm very much task oriented. I want to finish everything, everyday. THat is not always possible, no matter how hard i work. The holiday season is going to be worse. But i'm up for the challenge.
At home, the summer has been interesting. The house i grew up in is now my house. The downstairs works well with central air, the upstairs with the bedrooms not so much. We use a lot of fans. There is still other peoples things taking up half of my dining room. But someday i get it done. I've been cleaning, and cleaning out a little at a time.
My daughters, well they are the wild girls they always are.
Hannah is almost in kinder garden. Which is unbelieveable to me. She is such a leader, whether you want her to be or not. She is sensitive too. I worry for her. She will get her heart broken a lot. She sang her first special this summer at church. A little friend of hers, asked the morning she was to sing if Hannah could sing with her. I said sure. Hannah took it all in stride. She marched up to the platform, not a nerve, not a fear, and sang. And marched off. She has also decided that she likes to help me clean, and make the beds herself, you know i'm not knocking that. She still can't imagine why anyone would do something that wasn't her way. Lord, help me to guide this child. I need much grace.
Phoebe Jo is coming out of her shell around strangers more. She says hi to people, but they don't always here her. Then she's mad, "mama, i say hi to that lady and she not say hi back" lol. I've explained to her thousands of times they just didn't hear her. She loves to play by herself, go figure. I love it. Hannah always needs somebody to play with. I watched Phoebe Jo play one day on the slide outside. For hours people, i didn't watch the whole time but for a good 20 minutes i did, just going up and down the slide. Phoebe sings, and sings all the words to alot of songs. At least when no one is looking but i enjoy it. And if anything with a beat comes on. She is boogieing down. It is so cute to watch her shoulders start wiggling.
My girls, my joys
I have struggled this summer. Still am. Maybe it's my age. ewww, i hate that. But i feel myself slipping into depression. I kick and scream my way out. Poor Tommy. He has had to put up with me. I'm a easy going happy person by general nature. But this summer i've struggled so hard. I find myself wanting to cry for no reason. And the PMS horrible. Do you all struggle?
I work very hard to be consistent with the girls, i want them to be sweet well behaved girls. Sometimes, a lot of times i feel i'm getting no where. I know it won't get easier, but i wish it would ease up some.
Well, enough of my rambling. Have a good day.

EVERYBODY..... EVERYBODY.... SHE'S FIVE!

2008-06-05T19:28:00.000-07:00

I can't believe it. My star, diva supreme. She is now five years old. Hannah is so sweet. She has now started making my bed. No, I didn't ask her to, she just found it something she could do. (and no i don't make my bed, horrible I know) So, now every night she comes upstairs and makes the beds. On the day before her birthday, she walked everywhere telling everyone "Hello, my name is Hannah and tommorow i will be FIVE!" She is so funny. She has never met a stranger. She graduated from pre-school. There was only one moment where I got teary eyed. They play Pomp and Circumstance as the preschoolers walk in, in there construction paper mortar board hats. I had to say to my self don't cry, don't cry. Life moves so fast, now they are graduating.

hummmm....Stress...yeahh

2008-05-25T19:54:00.000-07:00

So, there has been a lot of stress at the compound. Have you ever wanted to just do the primal scream thing and then spill out all your feelings and there is no one to do it to. yeah, that's where i'm at. Lets see. There's been a suicide, a pastor resign, a crisis of faith, yeah that's just a start and the suicide doesn't have to do with the pastor resigning. I know better than putting my faith in men, in mankind in general. But a pastor of 17 years, i'm just tired, weary, put off.

I wish you had a scratch and sniff screen

2008-05-05T18:37:00.001-07:00

In my world there is one sure sign that it's spring. The lilacs start blooming. The ones in our yard have been there most of my life. I call them Heritage Lilacs. They smell soo good. We also have blooming plum trees. I was impressed by God's nature, this plum tree had been broken almost completely in half and yet even from the bruised and battered tree it still bloomed beautifully. Ok so you preachers, who don't read this blog there is sooo totally a message in that. I thought the pictures turned out well.

In other news I got a job. Thank the good Lord. I'm in prison. No really. I'm working at a prison in the mail room. I really like the job. I like the people I'm working with and the job keeps me busy the entire day, so much so i want to work over. But that is not an option there, when it's 3:30 pm they are all gooonne. It's close to home too. So I am very thankful. I went inside the prison it self today. It was no big deal. Don't get me wrong I respect the fact that these men are in there for a reason, but i'm not scared. I told one of the men my first name, i think that was a no no. The women that work there don't want them to know there first name. (shrugs) i think its kinda silly for grown men to call me Miss JerriAnn. That's what the kids in daycare used to call me or Miss Colvin. They are grown men for pete's sake.

So that all the news that is the news. Come back again for the next installment of As my world turns.

The new doo's

2008-04-23T18:15:00.001-07:00

Here is Miss Phoebe Jo, showing off her talents along with her new doo. The face is inspired by her cousin Alyssa. The doo is the only thing we could do to even up her hair.

Here is Hannah sporting her short layer look it was warm today and her hair is going all frizzy. We layered her hair and it curl like no ones business. Go figure.

Ahhh sisterly love. Yeah it was mostly staged, but not entirely. My beautiful girls.

Here is a picture of Phoebe actually smiling a good smile. It's hard to get a picture of it,of course it had to be blurry. (notice the cat in the window in the background. They are loving the windows being open)

Ok, let me explain. You remember Smokey the cat my Hannah adored and came up missing. Well, my brother was at the bank last week and there was a cat there. He was mostly white with a few gray spots. He looked a little, and i mean a very little like Smokey. My brother being the kind hearted man that he is and knowing the Hannah still missed Smokey decided to bring him home to us. He is now our outside cat. His poor nose looks pretty bedraggled. He is so sweet though and a real talker. So, this is now Spot our outside cat. We have tried letting him peek inside but George had a serious fit. Besides he's good outside.

OOhhh nooo a Famullet

2008-04-14T18:06:00.000-07:00

I had a small crisis at my house. My daughters came down from upstairs, I saw Hannah first, and I noticed a chuck of hair hanging from the side of her head. Then her sister came in to my line of sight. OHHH people. My beautiful blonde girl has a female mullet. It's awful. I have a hair appointment for them in the morning. I immediately called my sister. Most of the conversation went something like this. "oohhh Jeannette, Ohhhh jeannette." at least my side of it. Her side went mostly "Don't kill them. It will be ok. Let them live at least I get there. Don't kill her I'll get an appointment with Dawn." I'm pretty sure, I scared my sister a little. You see I don't cry, not often, and I was seriously in tears. So, now tomorrow, I will go to Dawn, who is a great hair stylist, and see what she can do. There of course been pictures taken of Phoebe's hair. I'm hoping to get one tomorrow afterwards. Her hair is going to be short. OOHHH

Brought to you by your friendly local Papergirl.

2008-04-12T06:56:00.000-07:00

If you happen to live in the little town of Dublin, then I probably drove by your house at 3 a.m. this morning. You see the job situation has not been going so well. I saw an ad in the paper for a paper route. I am now a paper girl. It's a small route but it's ok. Not the kind of money I need but it's some at least. The fun part is that the papers have to be delivered by 7 a.m. on Saturday and Sunday. That is a some early hours. Plus, Tommy leaves for work at 6 a.m. on Saturday, so basically I have to have it done on Saturday but 5:30 a.m. People that is waay before breakfast. So, I was waiting for my papers to be delivered to me at 3 a.m. I finished the route but 5 a.m. with some time to double check it. Sunday's paper is the big one so, we will see. But I'll have more time tomorrow too. Right now I'm a little sleepy. I did come home, and go to bed but the girls were of course up at 7 a.m. maybe if i can get them to take a nap, I can too. Do you guys want to place any bets on the girls refusing to take a nap to day. Man, I wish caffeine did anything for me.

More Grace please!!!!

2008-04-06T14:09:00.000-07:00

It is nap time at my house at the moment. Glorious, nap time. Everything is quiet and still, everyone, but me, are asleep. The last days have been difficult. I'm not sure if it's the moon, or I'm PMSing, or what, but the girls have been on my last nerve. Jumping up and down on it hard too. I try really hard to be consistent, loving, patient but sometimes they won't have anything to do with it. I've been wanting to escape. Run far far away. I have my name in with three temporary agencies, I've sent out resumes all over, and yet I still don't have a job. My last nerve and my last dime. That's not a good place to be.

Ramblin', Ramblin', Ramblin', Keep those words a comin'

2008-03-31T08:20:00.001-07:00

I've decided I'm going to use the internet as my support group. I know some of you ladies out there are wonderful peeps, so here I go. The one thing I miss the most about the Bible study group,is the adult conversations, and the sounding boards those wonderful women were. They were kind but honest.

We are going to have a Vacation Bible School at my church this summer. Of course we are on a tight budget, although if anything was needed I'm sure the wonderful people would give untill their pockets were empty. My Mom had noticed that in her Sunday School class the kids didn't even know the basic bible stories. So, we decided that we would do the Bible Heroes. My mom knows I love this stuff and I'm the queen of finding stuff on the net so she set me loose. I have many great things. I figured I'll share with you in case you need it.

I found these amazing things Memory Cross scripture helpers. It up at memorycross.com/VBS

I think they are so inventive. I also looked at that and said, hmmmm I should be able to figure out how that is done. So, I obsessed a little and figured it out. I put a picture of it on the side of my blog, but i'm not sure I did it right. I'm telling you, if you are a children's church director I think they will be a great addition. Maybe as treats. There is also some you can give out at halloween and valentines day. It's worth the trip over there.

Next website called ebibleteacher.com it's a great resource site and they have made up these wonderful bible trading cards. I think they would be great for any childrens church plus they have many sunday school lessons. They also have songs.

Lets see. Next, we have a website called www.homeword.ws they have great coloring pages. I think that they would make a great ministry for a church. Have the coloring pages or maybe the bulletin inserts for your church.

I think that's all for the moment. It's spring break and i have childrens running literally all over the house. I post more later.

YOoooo Gabagaba

2008-03-25T08:46:00.000-07:00

If you don't have preschoolers you may not know this name. It's a new show that my girls love. Phoebe especially. She is at this moment dancing around with the characters. It's so cute. I wish I had a camera. They have a section on the show where they make funny faces. I'm telling you people it's funny stuff. There have been some people that have had troubles with some of the shapes of the characters, but I think it's people making too much of nothing. If you have a preschooler you should check it out.

Fellow ship.....

2008-03-09T12:24:00.001-07:00

I grew up in the church. I was born on a Wednesday, and I think my first Sunday was in church. I was there almost every Sunday, Wednesday, and revival meeting. I love the family. I love the atmosphere. I love the culture itself. I remember going to Vacation Bible School every summer and drinking it all in. I loved the way they told stories. One time, when I was about twelve my pastor's wife let me tell part of the story. I was one of three in my church that got the privilege. When it was my turn I went so far into the story and got so carried away I told most of the other persons story.

Sometimes I think in sermon outlines. Sounds funny, but it's true. I will be reading a scripture and there it will be in my head. Or worse, I will be listening to a preacher, and see a different sermon. Then it's very hard to concentrate. My brain keeps yelling, nooo you missed the whole point.

So, I taught children. When I was in college I used to find it so amusing. You get the boys up that want to be preachers, in front of kids, they are terrified. You see kids are deathly blunt. If you are boring, they will tell you, in the middle of your service, in the middle of you sentence.
I love it. I love telling stories and seeing them understand the meaning behind it.
Let me tell you now if you are in a church, and you have a children's church. You need to go right now and hug them and give them a day off.

A couple of years ago I work as a children's church director, well I did everything. I tried asking for help, but the church was just so happy that someone would take care of it they just forgot, or turned a blind eye. I got so burned out. They would bus children in and then, just hand them over. Which I thought was a privilege, but I would ask for just people to come sit in the pews with the children. I remember one summer there was 40 children from the ages of 3 to 13. I know it was mostly my own fault, but I finally could not go on any more. I had to quit. I hated it, but i had to. And then I left that church. It wasn't the people of the church, it was me, I needed some kind of spiritual food.

I still miss teaching children. I miss telling bible stories. I lost a lot of my faith through the years. More so in people than religion. I've written this post in my mind over and over. Debated about posting it. I work very hard to "work out my own salvation through Christ" but it's been so difficult. I used to go to bible study with these wonderful women. I miss them something horrible. I need fellowship... friendship with women, I'm having a hard time find it. I envy people with a ladies ministry in there church. Have any of you ever felt this way?

Proof of the honey and other random notes.

2008-03-04T08:21:00.001-08:00

Ok, here is the proof. This is what i saw when I walked by my shoes the other day. I was so aggravated, but I was trying not to laugh too. Oh, she didn't see me smiling at all. I called my sister and asked if she wanted to keep Hannah. I didn't get a picture of her sisters shoes with the toothpaste in them.

Most of the time if you happen to come to my house this is one of the faces you'll see in the front window greeting you. I've tried getting a picture of Baxter in the window but he's too dark, and doesn't show up LOL.

I made some bread the other day and of course had some help. Her are the girls loaves of bread. Aren't they cute?

Here are the girls last Sunday dressed for Sunday school. Please pay no attention to the mess in the background. Look at Hannah posing isn't that hilarious. I can't get Phoebe to just smile nicely to save my life. OOhh yea Baxter has got to be in on everything.

ummmm somebody???

2008-02-26T19:52:00.000-08:00

I was in the bathroom tonight and I noticed that there was something funny about PB Joe's shoes. When I took a closer look, I saw that someone had put a rather large glob of toothpaste in each shoe. Now, PB can not reach the toothpaste, and I didn't do it. So, I called in Hannah. First she lied, which I hate with a passion. Then she finally fessed up. I sent her up to her bed while I cleaned the toothpaste out of the shoes and got ready to wash them. Then as I was heading into the laundry room I glanced at my shoes. There was yellow globs in them. Now the former toothpaste was red, so I investigated. People, it was Honey.
Now i would never sell my darling children. I wouldn't give them away, for anything. But if there is anyone out there who think that they need a child to complete their life, and everything will be sunshine and roses. Would you like to borrow my gorgeous child...hummm maybe please for a night or two? I'll take her back I promise.

Fred and George

2008-02-25T19:52:00.000-08:00

Not long after Phoebe was born I bought us a family cat. Smokey Joe I got from a shelter. He was a awesome cat we loved him so. But unfourtuneately he went missing. I looked at the shelters, I looked on the road but I couldn't find him. I hope someone picked him up and he is fat and happy house cat. Hannah mourned over her cat. I would hear weekly. Mama I miss Smokey. The broken heart was too much for me. So, I promised when we moved into the new

house we would get a new kitty. Well, we got not one but two. They are not completely identical brothers, but they are close. I named them Fred and George,like the twins from Harry Potter.

Yeah, I know I'm a geek. They are good kitties. We love them. Here are the pictures I promised.

I miss Smokey too. But not long after we got the kitties Hannah said "You know I don't miss Smokey as much now."

This is Fred. He is just as he looks. Layed back

loving.

This is George. He has recently became more loving. He even loved up to my Mom today.

He has been hiding more than Fred, but you never can tell.

SHHHHHH.... it's naptime

2008-02-23T06:28:00.000-08:00

When it's naptime at my house everybody sleeps. Actually the dogs are easier to get to sleep than the girls. I say it's naptime and off the dogs go, the girls take a little more work but they eventually get there.

New look, Old me

2008-02-22T07:16:00.000-08:00

I thought I would freshen up the old place. The sunflower is a picture I took last summer. I was being all artsy. My brother and father had a large garden and one of the things they planted was sunflowers. I've alway thought they were pretty. Here is another one that just makes me think Home. It's a picture of the back field and the garden itself. Ohhh summer, We are covered in snow at the moment. Which means no going outside much. I can't wait untill this summer. We now have a fenced in backyard and a side porch. We will be living outside. I'm hoping to do some more landscaping too.

We spent a week of the sickies at our house. Everyone was sick except Hannah. We all had the flu, that is hitting the whole country hard. Tommy got sick and of course was in bed, he told me later that he must have gotten a worse version than me. I laughed at him. No, I'm not very politically correct. I just explained that I couldn't stay in bed when I was sick. I still had the girls that had to have me. I tried to be gentle honestly.

We were going through some old boxes in the house the other day and found one of my senior pictures. The girls didn't recognize me. Then I began to think about it. I was seventeen when I had that picture taken. I'm now thirty-six, that was almost 20 years ago. WOW. Time sure flies.

Everytime I pick up my laptop lately I get accosted by my youngest. "Mama, I want to see bake and zoey mama, bake and zoey" Which actually is Blake and Chole Cassady. When I was fifteen I went to youth camp at Central Yearly Meeting of friends. Of all the people I met I remember this funny redheaded boy. I remember him drinking a root beer and stumbling around the swings. I couldn't help but giggle, he was so silly. I thought at the time it was Stephen, a couple of years later James confessed to me that it was him. To be honest I was a little shocked. Stephen was always the joker. James always made himself out as very serious. James was my good friend. I thought of him as a little brother, and loved him as such. Although a lot of people I think, thought it was more. James passed away in a car accident when he was twenty-one. I miss him. I'm sure a lot of other people do also. I've visited his grave a few times. Talked to him. I think of his brother Stephen and sisters Amy, and Amber as brothers and sisters too. I've always been so proud of them. I always knew Stephen would be an awesome preacher, and of course singer. His family is so beautiful. OOHh the red hair. Gorgeous I tell you. On Nicole's blog she has video of Blake and Chole saying scripture and Chole singing "Away in a Manger". They are amazing. Phoebe Jo loves the videos.

Well, I think I'll stop this marathon post for the moment. I hope you like the new look.

Welcome to the funny farm!

2008-02-09T17:59:00.000-08:00

All two of you who read me know my house and kids are CRAZY. Lately things have been hilarious around here. I'll give you a few examples.

I'm easing Phoebe Jo into potty training. We just moved and I don't want to push her. We go sit on the potty, and she loves it. So, the other day, we are sitting in the bathroom. She is on her potty and I'm sing songing . "Tinkle, Tinkle, Tinkle" When I notice my chocolate poodle out of the corner of my eye looking at us. So agin I say to Phoebe Jo.. "Tinkle.. Tinkle.. Tinkle " and look up at Pierre. (what he is a chocolate french poodle.. what to you expect...anyways) He looks me straight in the eye and lifts his leg and pee's on the floor. I was dumbfounded. He never does anything like that. I then had to explain that I was talking to the kid on the potty, not the poodle in the hall. LOL

I was explaining to Hannah the other day that she had better do as she was told or she would have to pay the consiquences, to which she said. "Who me mama? But i don't have any money?"
She was serious, i had to leave the room so i wouldn't laugh.

Last night I got a rare treat, that took a month of planning. I went out on a date a real one with like no kids. I got tickets to the Reba Mcentire/Kelly Clarkson concert in indianapolis. It was fabulous. We had tickets in the nose bleeds but we were there. We got better seats, we showed up we at least got to seat on the front row of the nose bleeds. I think I sang all the Reba songs but one from heart. I like Kelly too. It was such a great show, they were both on the stage the whole time, and there was no intermission. I don't get a chance to go to many concerts. I just hope that they will put this out on cd or dvd. There were camera's there.

Hmmmm ... I think thats all for now. I do have the digital so maybe soon pictures of the girls and the new kittens we have.

oohh look there's a chicken

2008-02-02T19:10:00.000-08:00

My girls can turn personallities on a dime. One second they are happy smiling, next they are crying. I once saw a tee shirt that cracked me up. I said "Someone says I'm ADD but i don't believe...... Oh look there's a chicken!" So, when they turn like that i jokingly say "oh look there's a chicken" Well, Phoebe keeps hearing me say that, and now she's asking "where?" and looking for the chicken. Tonight she flip flopped again so I popped of " Oh Look there's a chicken" So, she starts "Wherre mama, where's is it?" I was giggling untill I noticed our rotty looking around for the chicken. That was all I could handle. I was laughing so hard, and when i get tickled I cry and i can't see a thing. Just about the time I'd get settled down I look over and Baxter is still looking for that chicken. We think he fits right in! HA!

Program Pieces

2008-01-23T08:53:00.000-08:00

In my family I am the researcher. I like to get online and search for different things. So again this year my mom asked me to get on line and search for program pieces. I grew up in a conservative household, and we went to church and were involved in church. So, at Christmas and Easter you had pieces to memorize. Depending on your age and your personality. As I got older it was also songs to sing. It just went with the territory. Now my children are in church, the same one I grew up in, and we are looking for pieces. I didn't realize how hard it is to find them anymore. Maybe you have to buy the books, but a lot of stuff has gone to pre-recorded cd's. Which I can understand for the convenience but it's just not the same. There are a few good resources on line for children's church, but none for simple pieces. Am I that out of date? I like the idea of free resources for children's church too, because I've run several children's ministries on less than a dime. Maybe I should design a website for such a thing. Children's church on less than nothing. what do you think?

ok,,, now i'm stuck

2007-12-29T08:12:00.000-08:00

I've moved all of our stuff over into the house. We are living in the bottom of it. But my brother's stuff is stuff is still in the upstairs. He keeps saying he'll be over to get it. But it's been over a week. I will have to clean the carpets upstairs, and move our bedroom furniture. I'm so antsy, I'm trying to be patient. Trying being the operative word. I need more grace or something. I've tried tactfully saying I would help. And nothing. So, I'll be over in the corner, moving the same boxes around and around.

Breathe in.... Breathe out...

2007-12-26T04:08:00.000-08:00

Have you every finally accomplished something, and sigh with relief. One of those full body sigh. We are moved people.finally. We still have boxes everywhere, and there is still a couple of rooms that have to be cleared out before we can get things completely accomplished. But we are here. It's such a relief to have my own house.
Let me recap for all the many readers ( yeah right, so indulge me ) who may not understand.
Almost two years ago my parents decided that it was time to build their dream. A log cabin just for them. So, they started out and offered me my childhood home. Unfortunately, the men they hire to build their cabin, were idiots and cons. I began living with my sister, no don't get me wrong, my sister and I get along famously,but after a year and a half it was time to get out.
Now begins the rearranging and organizing and setting up of my very own house. I feel so grown up LOL.

In other news, I cause quite a stir by getting my girls hair cut. Hopefully, soon pictures will follow.
OOOOH and Happy Belated Christmas. and LET THE NEW YEAR BEGIN!!!

I might be able to move in this year but.....

2007-11-12T10:05:00.000-08:00

You know I heard someone say that using a But in a sentence is like and eraser. I think I mentioned on here that my parents were building a log cabin. Well, it's been over a year now. The contractor to advantage of my parents. They overpaid him I know and he swindled them, and didn't finish the job. I personally would have fired him months and months ago. I even tried to talk to my mom about it. But i was told quite plainly to but out. So i did. I think they might be moved into their house by December. I have been living with my sister in one room for the last year and a half waiting..... Yeah it's fun. We laugh that when we finally move into the house the four of us will sit in the corner of one room and not know what to do lol. It's going to be interesting living in my childhood home. I have a lot of ideas about decorating. If I can do them might be a completely different thing. I would like to keep a lot of things the same, kinda lol.
I will post a picture when we move in. I also planning a huge party. YOu are all invited, but that will be after i move in and get fairly organized. Yeah, that will be Easter HA!

Well, A lot of help that did me.

2007-09-17T11:15:00.000-07:00

When i was at the employment office i saw a flyer stating that if you lost your job through no fault of your own, you may qualify for state paid job training. So, i thought heyyy.. that's me. I've always wanted to be a massage theropist, acupunture, you know that type. So, i get up and drag me and my 23 month old to the office this morning to check into it. yeah, that was no help. She basicly told me there was no way that she would recemend me for the massage theropist. It doesn't work for this area. But if i want to pick something else and do the research to see if it is in demand for the area, she'd consider it. All i was wondering is what was her job supose to be. So, i guess i'm back to the want ads. It's annoying. I'm probably going to have to go to another temp to hire angency. We'll see.
My daughters are rotten as ever. I got them both down for a nap. Hannah went down pretty quick but i've been hearing Phoebe Jo calling. "Mamma, Maammmaa let me out. Hush... mama
amamama, " my sunshine. She's singing something in there now. When she finally goes down it should be for awhile. Here's hoping lol

I guess it leaves more time for blogging

2007-09-13T07:33:00.000-07:00

You'll never guess what i was doing yesterday morning. Give up??? Signing up for unemployment. Yes, I am not in the ranks of the unemployed. Which sucks in some ways. Recently the company I was a "administrative assitant " to (read... I answered the phones and did all the jobs no one else would do) was bought out by a bigger company. We knew that there would be cut backs, especially in the office. Well, I was one of the cut backs. They let me go on a Tuesday... right in the middle of boxing up files from the last few years of the company. So, I got myself up early the next day and went down to the unemployment office. In a lot of ways this is a good thing. I really was driving too far (almost a 100 miles round trip) for only 35 hours a week. But I worked there for almost 3 years. What a coinscience, the anniversery of mine was Sept. 20th. YEah right. So, I get to spend sometime with my little darlings. I also saw a flyer at the unemployment office, about getting paid training by the state? I'm pretty sure I qualify for. SO, maybe just maybe i'll be able to go back to school on the state. I've always wanted to be a massage theropist. But untill Monday when I go see about it, everythings up in the air. Now pass me the remote, and lets have fun with the girls. I guess it leaves me more time to blog.

DId ya think i's deaded???

2007-08-22T12:13:00.000-07:00

Isn't this a beautiful face LOL. She was mad at someone. I think Alyssa, my niece was taking the picture.

Ihaven't had access to a computer at home anymore soo. I have to post when i can at work.

I will eventually move into the house i grew up in. If the people ever finish the cabin for Mom and Dad. Let's just say there are lawyers about to be involved. FUN FUN. The company i work for has just sold to another company. Soooo, i may be out of a job. I'm not too concerned. I probably should have quit, long ago. It's a long drive, and with gas prices. Yeah you know the rest of that story. We'll see, if i get let go the WHHOO Hooo Unemployment here i come.

I have been enjoying all of the blogs i read. From Nino..... Paris ,lucky you. To Carrie, that i went to college with, and THe sweet southern sister Lisa and Theresa. To Jody, and the Cassidy's. I'm going to have to learn how to do a blog roll. I thought i would also put up some new pictures of my girly girls. The Star (Hannah Banana) and Sunsine (Phoebe Jo) or Peanut butter as her daddy calls her.

Challenge accepted

2007-05-01T11:57:00.000-07:00

Here is my little sweet cheeks sunshine. Aren't those pony tail or tony pails as we call them delisshhh.

Here is Hannah the wonder girl. My star. She is on the top rung of the ladder. She only gets to pose at the top. HA!

The next picture is not for the faint of heart or quesy of stomach...... LOOOK AWAY !!!

Ok, so my friend Carrie challenged the readers of her blog to take a silly self portrait and post it. ooohhh man do i hate pictures of me, even from other people but a self portrait.... it's worse. SOoO anyways here it is. It was harder than i thought and i cut off part of my hair and my double chins... maybe the double chin wasn't such a bad idea. lol I look like a serial killer or something. All of you peoples that knew me from bible school will see i cut off all of my hair.

It's so much easier.

Ok... Where do i begin......

2007-03-15T18:44:00.000-07:00

* I know it's been awhile. I've been busy. Let's see good things first. Hannah is now mostly potty trained! Yeahhhhhhh!!! I can breathe a small sigh of relief. She is doing it. I think her preschool helped immensely.

* I'm not sure her speech therapy is going so well. I haven't really seen much impovement. Do any of you out there think i'm jumping the gun. Maybe I need to just give it time

* Pheobe Jo was back in the hospital again. We were in the same hospital. She had RSV this time. We got to see the PICU. She is now sleeping, i'm hoping for a good long time. She has to have a breathing treatment everyday. Nightimes are the worst when she sleeps she coughs. Deep hacking coughs. Did I mention I'm a light sleeper and that i'm terrified she is going to stop breathing or choke to death. Coughs = Mom not sleeping

* My Mom and Dad are building a cabin and I will be moving into my childhood home. Maybe in just a couple of months hopefully in a couple of months. Maybe as soon as May. We will probably all sit in the corner of one room in the house for months lol

**** Spoiler Alert****** for Grey's Fans
What is with Izzy sleeping with George??????? Dun Dun DUNNNNNNN

well for that's it for my monthly... ummm bimonthly posts....

Santa may skip our house next year...LOL

2007-01-02T18:43:00.000-08:00

No worries, it was just a cheap Santa hat. I was
Trying to get the boys to put it on their heads so i could get some pics. Baxter of course had other ideas
He decided to eat it.
"What?? he came into my house.'

"Aww come on,,, just a little nibble"

He is so funny. You got to love a big dummy. Bless his heart. Things around here are always fun. I've been thinking about the New year. I'm not a big fan of New Year's resolutions. I've tried to have life resolutions. I began when i was almost 30. I have always been a people pleaser I hated it. I decide that I had lived my life for others for 30 years, and now it was my turn. This life resolution, worked for the most part. I told my husband that it was time to ship up or ship out. He choose to ship out, well, kinda i kicked him out. Now i have 2 beautiful daughters that drive me insane. Now, i need to keep going, the girls, and lack of sleep tend to slow me down. I want to be creative. I want to write, draw, to be me. I just looked into schooling. I would like to be a massage therapist. Sooo, we'll see how far i get this year..

I miss telling bible stories. You see, for years and years i was a children's church worker, director. I love telling stories. Most people don't relize that the bible is full of great stories. Every kind of type and size. I think i will try at least once month type up a story. Just for my own enjoyment. Maybe you will get some too.

Stop me if i bore you.

A Photo Holiday Greeting

2006-12-24T11:31:00.000-08:00

Waiting to Santa can make you CRAZY!! (I love this photo of Hannah this is soooo her.)

Better Watch out! Better not Cry!!

Be kind to your sisters, both big and little, or at least look like it at church ! HA HA

Look what is waiting under the christmas tree, a rotty. (this is samson, the old man rotty in our house, He is the best dog. Sweet as can be and beautiful.. But camera shy. I can only get a good pic of him when he is asleep. If he sees me coming at him with a camera. He runs. :)
Duuuhhhhh Where's Santa??? (This on the other hand is Baxter he is a serious camera ham. I think he is a pretty boy too. He is the puppy, bless his heart he's so dumb lol. I also have proof of why Santa may not be coming to our house next year.)

Update

2006-12-14T10:34:00.000-08:00

We were in the hospital untill Sunday the 3rd. She took awhile to get off the oxygen. We now have a nebulizer and treatments 4 times a day. It seems to be working well for her. I don't her her wheezing as much. The doctor said she has asthma. So, that is something I'll have to watch her with. Thank you so much for your thoughts and prayers

Yesterday, my sister called me at work to tell me that Hannah had a fever and was complaining that her ear hurt. So, I had to leave work early to get her to the doctor. She has an ear infection. My poor sister, Hannah has Febral Seizures, and Jeannette was terrified she'd have one with her. Not that she couldn't handle it, it would just scare her.

I know what i want for Christmas and the New Year. One solid month of both my daughters being healthy. PLEASE Santa????? Just one month, without a doctor's visit or a hospital stay?
I would appreciate it.

Soooo, how are all of you??? JerriAnn (yess Carrie there are two of us HA) i love your ornaments. Carrie thanks for putting me on your blog roll. I've been meaning to update mine, but i have no spare time. Nino??? your beautiful girls?? I'd trade you a brown eyed girl for one of my blue eyed ones, but you'd trade my diva's back in a minute.

The most high tech room i think i've ever seen....

2006-12-01T17:23:00.000-08:00

Hello again to all my friends... (i sound like Barney) I'm sorry i'm a little sleep deprived. I am right now sitting in the most hight tech new hospital room. I'm typing on the computer in theroom. It's hooked to the ceiling and moves around. You can watch tv, internet, play games. It's amazing. OOOH the reason i'm here? Remember when i said Phoebe had pnemonia (i'm still not good at spelling that) Well, we have battled some type of cold or cough for about 8 weeks. Tuesday i called my sister to tell her i was stopping by Wally world to get some more meds when she said Phoebe had a fever all day, was listless, not eating. FABBBabulous, so we tried treating her with tylenol for the fever but it wasn't breaking. At about 8:30pm she thew up the little she had in her stomache. Then i notice her breathing was very fast, and shallow.... sosoosoo off i went to the ER. Let me note i have been in that ER this was the third time in 8 weeks. Twice with Phoebe. We, Phoebe and I got there at about 11pm. They did a chest xray, but they said it was clear. Her breathing still was not right, and her blood oxygen level was down... so they admitted her at about 4am. She had not slept yet, I definately had not. Then her oxyen levels started really droping soo, an IV went in , a breathing treatment, lots and lots of screaming, before i finally got her to sleep at about 6:30am. 3 different pediatricians were called in during the morning. The xray was relooked at.... hummm... ooooh she has does have pnemonia.. maybe something viral... we'll keep her over night and probably release her in the morning. Next morning she sounded worse oxygen levels worse... lets sender to a larger hospital. That was yesterday, I drove her out here. To Clarion North, New high tech hospital.
The conclusions so far.... We actually got to see a pulmanoligist (yeah i wouldn't have know that either, Lung specialist(i wonder if i butchered the spelling of that ) He believe's Phoebe has Asthma. And they also think that she has a viral infection on top that is flaring it badly. When she sleep deeply now her oxygen level drops like a stone. Meaning, I haven't been sleeping.
So far, she's got six holes between the shots and IV. and she is claustraphobic.... (I know it sounds ridicules for a one year old, but both of my girls do.) so the masks, the breathing treatments in her face..... yeah, lots and lots of screaming. I hate having to hold her down for stuff. I know it's for her health but i hate it. She has a tube in her nose, well it goes on her face. She is used to it now but it wasn't fun. I told the doctor that i didn't want to take her home unless i knew i could put her in her crib at night and not worry about her breathing. He said that she will not be released untill she can be off oxygen for 24 hours and her stats are good. I may be her awhile. at least i can blog... you may get tired of reading me rattle on.

Tapp Tapp Hello??????

2006-11-27T09:35:00.000-08:00

Hellooooooo???? tapp tappp tappp... ???? Is this thing on??? (cricket sounds) woooww Tough internet!

Thanksgiving and stuff

2006-11-26T21:18:00.000-08:00

Tonight Hannah picked up one of my lace bra's. She put it around her neck and looked and me and said "I am Dr Phil, and this is a telescope." LOL She's a little mixed up it was suppose to be a stethoscope. Guess who's getting a nurses kit for Christmas.
I'm listening to the girls wrestling around in their beds, they are suppose to be going to sleep. Yeah, lots of luck with that. It's been an hour, i just caught Hannah with her hand in her sisters crib. Probably trying to steal some of her toys. I'll be glad when they have their own beds and room.
On that note it does look like i'll be able to move into my childhood home. My parents are building a log cabin on one of the lots of the compound. When they move in their we will be moving into the house. The girls will have their bedroom. It will be good to not all be living in the same room.
Oohhh if you are all wondering about the rainbow ankle comment. I was going down my parents front stairs and of course I fell. My ankle was swollen, and black and blue. It doesn't hurt to walk on anymore, but if i turn it a certain way it hurts.
Hannah actually went all day without an accident. I was so proud. We are still having issues over it. We have tried the rewards, and everything. We are taking it one hour at a time. I'm trying to relax, it's hard for me.
(Utoh I heard a squeal from the living room, COLTS Touch down)
oooohhhhh listen up world wide web...... all is quiet on the corner front.... think it will stick???
welll,, hummm Phoebe Jo is standing up, in her crib. and their goes the lion, maybe she will play with it to go to sleep.

Halloween 2006 (A little late)

2006-11-08T10:02:00.000-08:00

Playing Hooky well, kinda

2006-11-05T07:10:00.000-08:00

I'm usually at church on Sunday mornings, but my youngest is coughing, and since a resent bout with pnemonia i thought it wouldn't be a good idea to get out in the cold. Hannah did decide to go to church with Grandma. She loves church, and Sunday school and i'm so pleased. I am attending the church i grew up in. I love my church family. And that is exactly who they are. I'm glad that Hannah is loving it too.

I'm trying something new today. Phoebe is asleep and i have a little time to myself. Besides posting i'm catching all the blogs i normally read. I'm trying today to leave comments, of some kind, on all the blogs that i read. I read lots of blogs but i don't usually have a chance to comment. SO, i'm Delurking on everyone today. i'm hoping to get more posts on this month, we'll see.

Halloween, Preschool, and such

2006-11-04T03:48:00.000-08:00

It is 6:45 on Saturday morning. Hannah is asleep and Phoebe is playing in her crib. I'm wide awake, I have been since oooohh 5:20. But that's ok. I got a shower and cleaned out the van so Tommy could take it to work. I have a feeling I may be headed back to the Doctor today. We've been fighting sickness. First Phoebe Jo had a bad wheeze. One night her breathing was so bad I took her to the ER. They gave her a breathing treatment and initially said the chest xray was fine. I got a call a day later saying that they had reviewed it and she had pneumonia (is that how that is spelled?) So, after a few frantic calls we were off to the doctor. One week on one kind of antibiotic, didn't work, and Hannah was sick. Back we went. Another antibiotic for Phoebe Jo and amoxicillian for Hannah. Then I got a call from the babysitter Hannah was broken out in hives, guess who is now allergic to penicillin. oOOhh yeah, beside me....Hannah. And do you know that Omnicef, (non penicillin antibiotic) cost $105 for 60 ml. Yeah, I've spent over $200 dollars on just medicine, perceived medicine in the last month. FUn. Hannah is getting better, and Phoebe was. But last night started coughing, and her eyes are all gunky. So, it's probably back to the doctor.

About a month ago I had Hannah tested for everything, as far a learning disabilities. My mom is a learning disability teacher in the local Jr/Sr high school. She was concerned about Hannah's speach. Hannah as a small baby had alot of ear infections, and we ended up having tubes put in her ears at 7 months. She didn't coo as a small baby and talked late. I did have her hearing tested at about 18 months, but I thought it was really lame. I mean they put me in a room with her and made noises, to see if she looked in the direction of the noise. Then a toy would play if she did. The toys were animals playing instruments, you know Monkey playing cymbals kind of thing. She was terrified of the animals. Last monday I went to get the results. She has some speech needs.
She mixes some sounds, t for k, d for g, and y for l. She scored very very high on the vocabulary, just low on the articulation. Meaning my girl can TALK you just might not be able to understand everything she's saying .
She also has some slight developmental delays. I had her tested to also see if she could get into a special pre-school. And YEAH she qualified. So, she will start Monday at her new school. She will got Monday thru Thursday from 8am to 11:30. She gets to ride the school bus, and go to school with my mom in the mornings.
I'm excited about this Pre-school.
The first of the school year I had started looking to get her into a preschool.
she so wanted to be with other kids. But we have a potty training issue remember. I actually enrolled her in a local preschool. I explained that she was in panties, and that she goes pee in the pot pretty well, we just have issues with bowel movements. I should have trusted my instinct. I met the teach at the other preschool. And I didn't like her. I should have followed my gut. Hannah lasted 2 days. The teacher just couldn't "handle" her having accidents.
At the new preschool, you don't have to be completely potty trained. I've also met the teacher, she is so sweet and I have a good feeling about her. That makes a mama breathe easier. In the mornings Hannah will be riding the bus from the local school that my mom teaches at and one of my mom's aides will be on the bus. But in the afternoon she won't. It will be the same bus driver, but still. I'm a little nervous about it. I can imagine it's hard to put your kindergarten on the bus but Hannah is Three!!

On a completely different note. I've read about the national blog month. I would love to do something like that, but I don't have much time. Maybe I'll try to get more blog entries in this month. I am an avid blog reader. I read at least 20 or 30 on my lunch at work (and when I can sneak and the boss not see)
I read Nino, and the original Jerriann from alabama, and Amy, I need to update my blog roll, yeah right. Just know I'm out there.
Opps I forgot about Halloween.
HUmm, maybe I wasblocking it out. HA!
It was a trip.
ohhh my littlest munchkin just leaned over in her saucer and grabbed her sisters candy basket. she is soo smart.
Phoebe has Tommy's coloring. She has the prettiest color, it's like a natural tan. Coming from someone that has always been so fair I literally glow in the dark. My poor Hannah is colored like me. These two will be opposites in looks for sure. Hannah is going to be model tall, she is three and a half (got to get the half in there) and she is wearing a little girls size 6 clothes. I fully expect her to be six feet tall. She has fair, snow white coloring, dark almost black hair and the clearest biggest blue eyes. All Hannah's life strangers have stopped me in the street to tell me how pretty she is. I try to teach her and attitude goes a long way too.
Phoebe will be a year old in a couple of weeks. Can you believe it? She might be 20lbs, she hovers around the 20lb mark at the doctors. She wears 12 month clothes and they fit her a little big. She has coloring that I would die for. She has a natural golden color to her. (oops obviously miss thing stole a sucker from her sisters candy stash lol let me take the paper off girly,) (Let it be known that she is in an excersauser a foot away from me, and yes I'm letting her have a sucker at 7:30 am (shut up!!!) and yes she can eat suckers obviously supervised) She can also drink from a straw. My little sunshine looks just like summer to me, tan, golden hair, light brown, and big blue eyes.
I call my girls Star bright and Sun light. Hannah is my Star... Diva yeah know. Phoebe Jo is my sunlight. If she sees someone she knows she lights up like the sun.
hummmm,
I've written one of the longest post ever, and still haven't gotten to Halloween. I'll get there, maybe post picture of the girls in their costumes and my rainbow ankle... I'll explain

Thoughts From the Basement

2006-09-26T09:30:00.000-07:00

My Three year old refuses to be potty trained. She is driving me crazy. She is so strong willed. It feels like i have to be on her alllllll the time. I've finally gotten her to the point that she will go pee in the pot. But she won't poop in the pot to save her life. She so wants to be in pre-school.
I hear all the time "Momma, I need a new fwiend" "Momma, i want a best fwiend" I signed her up for a pre-school. I explained to the teach we were having some issues about potting training. The teacher said they would try it. She lasted two days. (it was a HUGE mess) Which i don't think helped at all. I'm just so upset for her. And i keep hearing Dr Phil in my head "IT AINT ABOUT YOU!" lol. But she is missing out on so much because she isn't potty trained. Before you start, i'm not punising her for her accidents. But she doesn't care if she has and accident, and i can have her sit on the potty for hours and she'll hold it and go poop her pants somewhere else. I knew she will eventually get it,,,, but when?
I'm also a bit depressed. I fianlly resigned myself to the fact that i won't be able to afford my childhood home. It was suppose to be sold to me next year, but i can't afford that big a morguage. So, i took a deep breathe and told my mom to offer it to my brother. I feel stuck in the place, no matter how lovingly it is.
Phoebe is about to turn a year old and I can't believe it. My beautiful sunshine.
Nine times out of ten, I'm a happy person. But i think the gray is showing through.

They may not be Barker beauties, but maybe one day.....

2006-06-26T20:22:00.000-07:00

Hello everyone,
i have final got a little time to myself to actually post. When i first started my job, i was twidling my thumbs with nothing to do. I would usually finish up the day's work at about 10 am. Then they decided to give me more to do. Now i'm scrambling to get everything done, and wondering what everyone else is doing. I'm still reading faithfully on my lunch hours. Nino, JerriAnn, Carrie (Big Girl in Progress), everyday i promise, along with several others. I need to up date my blog roll but i never have the time between the girls and work.
OOHH by the way. My Honey Tommy says i never say anything about him on here. LOL sooo there something...
We'll see how long it takes him to notice girls. and i quote him " you only talk about those girls and that shop!"
pooor baby.. he's so precious, bless his heart LOL ( for referance on that you need to watch Chonda Pierce. she is a hilarious christian comedian.)
hummm, lets see what has been happening.
Hannah went to a friends house the other day. She usually goes and see Grandma Short there, but the dear lady died this summer, she was 100 years old. That day she was there and ask to go in and see her.
My friend said "Don't you remember Hannah, Grandma Short is in heavan.'Hannah says "How 'd she get there?
My friend says "Jesus came down and took here up there."
to which my daughter says after a minute of thinking.
"Well, he needs to just stay where he is and not take anyone else!"
lol she kills me and the drama,,, oooh heavans. She can already fake prat fall at three.. no one taught her that.
I fully expect an oscar out of her one day.
Miss Phoebe Jo is precious. She now says......."DADA" yeah thanks kid.
We were in bed one morning, she was awake but not crying so we weren't moving, when we heard "dadaddada"
Hummm, Tommy who is usually pretty asleep, woke up quick fast and in a hurry. Tickled Pink,,..."Did you here what she just said????" i thought he was going to burst. She is definatly a daddy's girl.
We got th

A. W. O. L.

2006-05-27T14:53:00.000-07:00

So did you think you had finally gotten rid of me???? Your not so lucky. I told you all that has gone on in the last month, it would be a whole whine fest. Let's just say, it involved.... my boyfriend getting a hernia on the job and workers comp turning him down..... getting evicted... sooo i'm bad where i swore i would never be. My sisters. I love her, but i'm overcrowed and depressed.
But enough of all that.
Want to here something that would make your cringe and laugh?
We were leaving Wally-world and my daughter ask to ride on the ice cream truck. I explained to her that i didn't get any quarters in my change. Sooooo.
My daughter stand up in the cart and anounces
"EVERYBODY.... EVERYBODY...... MY MOM NEEDS A QUARTER!!!"
i quickly got some change from a cashier.
Hannah will be 3 this next sunday. I can't believe it. She will be the death of me. My mom gets pictures of her on or near her birthday... so i'll pass them along.
so for now that's all.

This made me laugh

2006-04-27T07:36:00.000-07:00

I got this in my email box. I did not write it. Whoever did is hilarious. Life sucks right now. This made me laugh. I hope it does you too.

Waxing is not for whimps

All hair removal methods have tricked women with their promises of easy, painless removal:
The epi-lady, scissors, razors, Nair, and now .. home wax removal.My night began as any other normal weeknight. Come home, fix dinner, and play with the kids. I then had the thought that would ring painfully in my mind for the next few hours, "Maybe I should pull-out the waxing kit from the medicine cabinet." So I headed to the site of my demise: the bathroom.It was one of those "cold wax" kits. No melting a clump of hot wax, you just rub the strips together in your hand, they get warm, and you peel them apart and press them to your leg (or wherever else), and you pull the hair right off. No muss, no fuss. How hard can it be? I mean, I'm not a genius, but I AM mechanically inclined enough to figure this out. ('YA THINK?!?)So I pull one of the thin strips out. It's two strips facing each other, stuck together. Instead of rubbing them together, my genius kicks-in so I get out the hair dryer and heat them to 1000 degrees. ("Cold wax," yeah ... right!)
I lay the strip across my thigh. Hold the skin around it tight and pull. It works! Okay, so it wasn't the best feeling, but it wasn't too bad. I can do this!
Hair removal no longer eludes me! I am "She-Rah, fighter of all wayward body hair and maker of smooth skin extraordinaire!"With my next wax strip I move north. After checking on the kids, I sneak back into the bathroom for the ultimate hair fighting championship. I drop my panties and place one foot on the toilet. Using the same procedure, I apply the wax strip across the right side of my bikini line, covering the right half of my vagina and stretching down to the inside of my butt cheek (Yes, it was a long strip). I inhale deeply and brace myself ... RRRIIIPPP!!! I'm blind!!! Blinded from pain!!! OH MY GOD!!!!!!!!Vision returning, I notice that I've only managed to pull-off half of the strip. CRAP!Another deep breath and RRRRIIIIPPPP!!!! Everythingis swirly and spotted. I think I may pass out ... Must stay conscious ... Do I hear crashing drums??? Breathe, breathe ... Okay, back to normal. I want to see my trophy ... a wax covered strip, the one that has caused me so much pain, with my hairy pelt sticking to it. I want to revel in the glory that is my triumph over body hair! I hold up the strip! There's no hair on it. Where is the hair?
WHERE IS THE WAX?
Slowly I ease my head down, foot still perched on the toilet. I see the hair. The hair that should be on the strip. I touch...I am touching wax. CRAP! I run my fingers over the most sensitive part of my body, which is now covered in cold wax and matted hair.Then I make the next BIG mistake ... Remember my foot is still propped upon the toilet?
I know I need to do something. So I put my foot down. DARN!!!I hear the slamming of a cell door. Cootchie? Sealed shut! Butt? Sealed shut!I penguin-walk around the bathroom trying to figure-out what to do and think to myself, "Please don't let me get the urge to poo. My head may pop-off!"What can I do to melt the wax? Hot water! Hot water melts wax! I'll run the hottest water I can stand into the bathtub, get in, immerse the wax-covered "bits;" the wax should melt, and I can gently wipe it off, right? WRONG!!!I get in the tub...the water is slightly hotter than that used to torture prisoners of war or sterilize surgical equipment. I sit. Now the only thing worse than having your nether regions glued together, is having them glued together and then glued to the bottom of the tub ... in scalding hot water.Which, by the way, does NOT melt cold wax.So, now I'm stuck to the bottom of the tub as though I had cement-epoxied myself to the porcelain! God bless the man who had convinced me a few months ago to have a phone put in the bathroom!I call my friend, thinking surely she has waxed before and has some secret of how to get me undone. It's a very good conversation starter.. "So, my butt and who-ha are glued together to the bottom of the tub..."There is a slight pause. She doesn't know any secret tricks for removal, but she does try to hide her laughter from me. She wants to know exactly where the wax is located, "Are we talking cheeks or hole or who-ha?"
She's laughing out loud by now. I can hear her. I give her the rundown, and SHE suggests I call the number on the side of the box.

YEAH, RIGHT!!!
I should be the joke of someone else's night?!? While we go through various solutions, I resort to scraping-off the wax with a razor. Nothing feels better than having your girlie goodies covered in hot wax, glued shut, stuck to the tub in super hot water, and THEN dry-shaving the sticky wax off!
By now the brain is not working, dignity has taken a major hike, and I'm pretty sure I'm going to need Post-Traumatic Stress counseling for this event.My friend is still talking with me when I finally see my saving grace.. the lotion they give you to remove the excess wax. What do I really have to lose at this point? I rub some on, and OH MY GOOOOSSSSHHHH!!!The scream probably woke the kids and scared the dickens out of my friend. It's sooo painful, but I am beyond caring. "It works! IT WORKS!!!!"I get a hearty congratulation from my friend and she hangs up. I successfully remove the remainder of the wax and then notice, to my grief and despair, THE HAIR IS STILL THERE ... ALL OF IT!!!So I recklessly shave it off. Heck, I'm numb by now. Nothing hurts. I could have amputated my own leg at this point. Next week I'm going to try hair color ...

This is what was left of the shop

2006-04-04T07:40:00.000-07:00

On the left of the photo is my parents house, it was that close. And the shop is that toast. It had part of one wall standing untill Sunday and the storms in indiana blew that down.

Grateful but Sad

2006-03-31T12:44:00.000-08:00

For those few that read this blog, you have heard me mention that my family owns an archery shop. My father got into archery about 15 years ago. He decided that he wanted to own his own shop. After much planning he built it about 15 feet from the house that i grew up in and my parents still live in. I love indoor archery. I have had many hours of enjoyment in the shop and met many great friends.
I got a call last night about 10pm. The shop was burning. By the time I got there it was gone. No one was hurt, My parents house (which was on one side) and my Sister & Brother-in- laws house (which was on the other) was not damaged in any way.
My sister and brother-in-law had just a year ago bought the business from my dad because he wanted to retire again. Their Yukon that was sitting out front burnt too, and their Harley that was inside, and the 4 wheeler. It's all gone. I'm grateful no one was hurt and houses weren't damaged. But that shop was like a member of the family. I mourn.

Helllooooo!

2006-03-30T10:39:00.000-08:00

ok so it's either feast of famine on this blog. I can't help it i blog from work and have to watch out for the boss. I hope i don't get Dooced. Let's see ...... what do i need to tell all of ya'll
Hannah's EEG was normal. The nerologists visit was a waste of my time. He said... well, we will have to wait untill she has another seizure and go from there. So i get to live in fear of when she gets sick. They are thinking they are just fevaral seizures. To tell you the truth the last one she had in the ER looked different from the others. I don't know i guess we'll just have to wait and see.

This last weekend we bougth "Chicken Little". That is such a cute movie, at least in my humble opinion. Hannah loved it. She calls it "Chicken Noodle" There is one part in the movie, when Hannah was standing up and yelling at TV "GO CHICKEN NOOODALL GOOO!!!" it was too funny.

as Hannah would say when she wants everyones attention "Everybody....Everybody.....Everybody" Phoebe Jo has a tooth. At four months and five days she got her first tooth on the top. It's just barely there but it's there. She is going to do everything early i'm afraid. She always knows where Hannah is in the room...and i can almost see her begging to go play with her. She is sitting up now too, just still a little woobly. But i have this stinking suspicion that she will be moble soon.

The day is beautiful outside. I wish I could be out there enjoying it with my daughters. I hope you all are.

No Way!

2006-03-06T10:07:00.000-08:00

When i play with my Hannah, i always tell her i love her, to which she has started saying "I Love you more!" Sometime or the other i must have said "No Way!" This weekend Hannah looked at me and said "I love you Mama," I said i love you more. To which her big blue eyes widened and she exclaimed "NO Way!" you got to lovethat kid.
Phoebe Joe is growing like a weed, and drooling like a mad woman. This is not fair, she is not yet 4 months, no drooling, no teeth for awhile i say. She is cooing and giggling, she is so cute.
Also Friday night Hannah says to me "I missed you Mama," ok ok, i know enough of the sweet stuff. but i miss them too.

Super Bunny!!!!

2006-03-01T09:42:00.000-08:00

My two year old had to have a EEG this last week. A sleep depravation EEG, like i need the help. I had to keep her awake most of the night. They suggested she only sleep between 2am and 5 am. I did my best, but i put her to bed at 1am. So, I had to think. My daughter is not liking the Doctors and hospitals much lately, and for good reason. How do you explain to a 2 year old that they are going to pull wires on her head and make her go to sleep. So, I told her she was going to reciever her special powers. I told her that we were going to the hospital, they would put some wire on her head, she would take a nap and wake up with Special Powers. I did tell them they for when she was dreaming. She then came up with "SUPEER BUNNY". I was then deemed "SUPER BUNNY MAMA" and Phoebe is "SUPER BABY BUNNY". And yes they are in caps because they are usually yelled, or at least said very loud in and annoncers kind of voice. One of "SUPER Bunny's special powers is super drama queen pitifulness. The others we will keep you updated on.
Super Bunny Mama is wishing the newest power would be sleeping completely through the night, and maybe i don't know going in the potty????

.....You might be the mother of a young child. (Jeff Foxworthy please forgive me!)

2006-02-22T15:46:00.000-08:00

1. If you can function on less than four hours of interupted sleep, but can't if THEY've had less than eight.. you might be the mother of a young child.

2. If you have a DVD/VCR combo, and one has "Bear in the Big Blue House" in it and the other has "Scooby Doo the Movie"... you might be the mother of a young child.

3. If you have ever daydreamed about going to the bathroom with the door actually closed ... you might be the mother of a young child.

4. If you have ever picked a booger out of someone else's nose .. at their request.... you might be the mother of a young child

5. If you know who Caillou is and how to pronounce it properly... you might be the mother of a young child

6. If you have ever uttered the phrase..."No, honey, Kitty doesn't like raw carrots and mini shredded wheat."... you might be the mother of a young child.

7. If you know the names of more Sesamee Street Muppets, than all the senators, sepreme court justices, and politicions combined... you might be the mother of a young child.

8. If you have ever looked longingly at a School bus... you might be the mother of a young child.

9. If you know all the words to the "Sponge Bob Square Pants" song, and have sung them at the top of you lungs... you might be the mother of a young child.

10. If you have every rejoiced in poop.... you might be the mother of a young child

11. If you have every picked a flavor of juice, from a shirt color.. you might be the mother of a young child.

12. If on any given afternoon you living room looks like PBS, Nick Jr., and Disney threw up all over it... you might be the mother of a young child.

13. If you have ever bribed someone to take their medicine.. you might be the mother of a young child.

14. If the hightlight of your week is watching "Gray's Anadomy" alone.... you might be the mother of a young child.

15. If you have ever bought 3 consecutive bags of chocolate chips to make cookies, only to eat them at three in the morning ... you might be the mother of a young child.

16. If you have ever been proud to wipe someone else's butt... you might be the mother of a young child.

17. If you have ever suddenly realized everything was quiet and you were terrified.. you might be the mother of a young child.

18. If you have ever cringed when you saw your toddler talking to your pastor... you might be the mother of a young child.

19. If you have ever carried a car seat, diaper bag, and toddler out to the car only to realize you don't have any keys.... you might be the mother of a young child.

20. If you have ever typed on the computer, held a squirming baby, and wiped the snotty nose of a 2 year old at the same time.. you might be the mother of a young child.

So...What did you do this weekend?

2006-02-19T13:53:00.000-08:00

Thursday night around 11 p.m. Hannah woke up with a fever. Not anything too serious 100.5 but she had, less than a year ago, a febral sezire when her fever spiked. So, i was nervous. I call the doctor they said to just give her Tylenol, and i did. She slept the rest of the night and didn't feel too warm, so i gave her more in the morning and took her to the babysitter. In the process of getting up and down in the night i had lost my contact somewhere in my eye and couldn't get it out. So i went at my lunch hour to the eye doctor to get it out. It took the doc, about 15 minutes to get it out, now my eye is bruised but not scratched, so no contacts for a few days.
I get back to the office and i'm told immediately to call my sister, my daughter had had a seizure at the babysitters. Fabulouss!! The EMT had taken her temperature then, three different ways and it was only a 100. something. So, i called her doctors office. They couldn't get her in, take her to the urgent care. SO, i leave work drive to get her, trying my best not to speed too bad.
My babysitter opened the door and said, "I never want to go through that again." Unfortunately, her 12 year old son was home sick from school that day too, he was terrified.
SO, i picked up the girls and drove to the urgent care clinic, and filled out all the paper work just for them to tell me that they don't treat that take her to the ER. Sooooo, i'm off, 2 year old, 3 month old and all their stuff to the ER.
At the ER they took Hannah's temperature again. It was 101.8 so we head to a room. In the room, i put the carseat up with Phoebe in it on the end of the bed and get up in the bed with Hannah. They had to take a blood test so i put Hannah between my legs and layed her back
against my chest. That was where we were after the blood test, when my mother came in. She picked up Phoebe to love on her. Mom and i were talking, and talking to Hannah, then she got quiet. And then... she had another seizure. Mom ran for the nurses and i held my daughter assuring her i was there and she would be alright. The room filled up with nurses, and one doc.
The little country hospital we have does not have a pediatic neorologist. So, the called out to indianapols to get us a room at one of the bigger hospitals. We took a ride in an abulance out to indy, it's about 40 minutes away. At least, they didn't have to have the lights and sirens on. Hannah talked to me and the EMT for part of the way and then fell asleep for the last half. On the way there she asked "Moma, you sleep wiff me??" and i of course said yes. When we got to the hospital, they put her in one of the cage beds. I'm eyeing that thing, thinking i'm going to look reaally funny, all scrunched up in that cage, but you better believe i would be doing it. Thankfully, one of the nurses ask if i wanted a big bed so i could sleep with her. We spent the night there, they came in at 2am to take Hannah's vitals and her temperature was 103.7 but no more seizures. She had a IV, and 3 monitors on her chest and one hooked on her toe. she was released at 5 p.m. Saturday. And Your weekend?????

Does This Make My Butt Look Smaller?

2006-02-14T08:55:00.000-08:00

I know it's Valentine's Day and all. So, hearts, chocolate, love and kisses to all.
In my quest for random post, I will tell you a little more about me. Have you ever wondered why this is called Ladyarcher's place? I have been asked before about some Lord Archer in England who was infamous for some devilish ways in the bedroom. But no, it's nothing as juicy as that.
I shoot a bow and arrow. Well, I haven't for awhile, but that is my sport of choice. I shoot a compound bow indoors. Did any of you have archery in shool? You most likely shoot what is called a recurve bow there. (Think indian bow.) I shoot a compound. It's like the difference between a shot gun and a high power rife. (no I won't be in a church tower anytime soon.HA!)
I shoot target, paper target that are 20 yards away. It is very relaxing to me. You are suppose to focas on one thing. The X in the middle of the bull's eye. And not on the screaming children.
My family owns and archery shop, so I have an instant place to shoot. and I have an in with the owners, so the discount is great.
I don't hunt. Not because I think it's bad, but because i'm lazy. If I want meat I will go to WalMart, where I can be warm, and it's not the crack of dawn, and I don't have to smell like deer pee.
By the way, women have a better form in this sport. It's just the focasing on one thing when tend to have a problem with. There are districts, state, and national competions all of which i've competed in. Two of which i've won. It's a great family sport. My 2 year old daughter has her own bow, she does shoot ever so often.
I have a new bow on order. It's black, i'm hoping it will be slimming. LOL I'm reaching for anything to make my butt look smaller. ANYTHING!!

Hello world!

2006-02-07T07:48:00.000-08:00

Ok blogging world. What would you like to know??? Go ahead all three of you ask me any question i'm game.

side note: Can a 3 month old be claustraphobic??? My Phoebe hates being covered up, espcially her head. You know those car seat covers, she hates it. But it's so cold here i have to do something. And do dare cover her head, heavens no, you are in for it then. Come to think of it Hannah won't go down a covered slide. She loves the open ones, but the tube ones she won't have anything to do with? what's up with that?

I'm just saying.

Ok, lets open a can of worms and see what happens.

2006-01-31T10:36:00.000-08:00

Are you ready. I'm going to state some of my opinions. There aren't that many out there that read me I think. But we'll see what kind of reaction I get. Note these are MY opinions, so deal with it .

I don't watch or read too much news. It's depression and sad. I feel that my job in life is to raise my daughters the best I know how, to be the best people they know how. That is a full time job.
I also help whoever I can whenever I can.

Breastfeeding in public. It's a natural thing, God gave mothers breast to feed there offspring. Stop being childish and deal with it. Mothers we would appreciate it if you showed some modesty. I never got my milk in to feed my daughters that way or I would be there with you.

The president. To be honest with you I like ole George. Yeah he may not be the smartest crayon in the pack, but he's stuck to his guns. Both literally and figuratively. Yes, I have family and friends in Iraqi. I come from a military family. My father was a Marine, my brother in the Army for over 10 years. When you join the military, you know that you are there to protect your country. That may include getting shot at.

Religion= Oh wow, where do I start. I grew up in a very, very conservative church. (people used to ask if I was Amish) I went my last two years of High school to a private school called God's Bible School. It is a beautiful school full of rich heritage and wonderful people. I went back there for college and met my first husband there. It is also, very conservative. So, I've studied and even taught the Bible and here is my take on it.
If you take the time to be best friends with God, and Do the things he asks you to do. You won't have time to do the things he doesn't like. Simplistic I know, but try it sometime.

Women, for the most part, i'm not too partial to my species. We tend to be petty, and catty. I hate that. But nice, no better yet be kind. Try to look at life through someone else's eyes.

Let's see.... well that's a beginning. More ramblings when I think of them.

2 months down, years to go

2006-01-26T09:42:00.000-08:00

I have now had my darlin' Phoebe Jo for two months. She is diffinatley going to be a DIVA, just like her sister. (LORD help me!) But internet friends, The smiles. I have here posted the pictures that were just taken. I'm sorrry I know i'm the mom and everything, but that is one CUTE KID. Now if i could just get here to sleep. The picture with Hannah is so funny. You can just hear her thinking. "Take the picture fast before she drops me. Somebody Please!
Find a happy place, find a happy place......"

My ABC's

2006-01-15T12:17:00.000-08:00

I saw this over on Nino's blog and thought it was cute. So, i decided to do my own ABC's

A is for Age:
I am thirty-three, i will be thirty-four on Groundhog's day

B is for Booze of choice:
I don't drink. I don't have any thing against it just don't understand.. if something i know would make me sick, i just don't do it.

C is for Career:
I work as a receptionist now. I would love to stay at home with my girls. I would also love to have a used book store/coffee/computer bar

D is for Dog's name:
Pierre What? he is a chocolate french poodle what would you expect

E is for essintial items you use everyday:
Deodorant(Ladyspeed stick, i'm allergic to any other, rash on the pit not fun) Perfume... Soft musk from avon

F is for Favorite song:
At the moment my daughter is insisting we listen to this tape in the car. It's a "Psalmty" tape which is a christian kids tape. it has a chorus called "I love you Lord" it's beautiful.

G is for favorite game:
yahoo's JT's Blocks my fave

H is for Home Town
Straughn, Indiana

I is for instruments you play"
You mean besides my nose??? lol none would love to play the acostic guitar

J is for jam you like
Nothing better than homemade Apple butter

K is for Kids
Two Hannah Jeannette is 2 and Phoebe JoAnne is 2 months (and yes i am tired)

L is for last kiss
Hannah banana just crawled up in my lap and said "I love you mommy" and gave me a kiss
ok everyone together now AWWWWW!!!

M is for Most admired trait
My tolerance of other peoples faults

N is for name of your crush
Tommy my love and father of Phoebe JoAnne

O is for overnight hospital stays:
Lets see, when is was 15 i was in traction for a month with a broken arm, When Hannah was born, Last june when i was in for a week for something, Then when Phoebe was born

P is for Phobias:
Falling down backwards

Q is for quotes i like
"Life is just a chair of bowlies" "that's just funny.. i don't care who you are"

R is for biggest regret
Not living my life for myself untill i was 30

S is for sweets of choice:
Dove chocolates

T is for time you wake up:
You mean i get to sleep... hummm usually sometime around 5am zzzzzzzzzzzz

U is for underwear:
Bikini briefs

V is for veggie you like:
ummm, baby carrots. if i have an upset stomach they settle it

W is for worst Habbit:
procrastination

X is for X-Rays you've had:
umm, arm, dental, and when i was in the hospital in june,the whole thing they were trying to find out what was wrong with me

Y is for yummy food you make:
According to my family... chocolate chip cookies, and chicken salad

Z is for Zodiac sign
Aquarious

And how was your maternity Leave?

2006-01-10T08:37:00.001-08:00

Well, I'm back to work. Dang it is quiet at an office without my two girls. Let's see, I know it felt like I fell off the end of the earth. I don't have internet at home, so it's either work or my sisters. What do I start with.
My preganacy with Phoebe was much harder than Hannah. The doctors finally decided that the reason I was so sick in July was from gall stones. Personanly I think they guessed. On the ninth of November I started feeling wozy and sick. I also had some swelling in my hands that I hadn't had before. So, I called the Doc's office and they told me to come into the hospital for stress test. They ended up keeping me in over night. The baby was fine but my liver functions were working twice the normal level (in July they it was working at 4 and 5 times). It was then that the Doc asked if I wanted to induce her. Which worked for me. We decided that Monday the 14th would be a good day. Tommy and I went in that morning. They had told me that they were going to induce me at 7 o'clock so be early. We got there at 6:13am I went up to the floor where I was informed that I was late? The nurses had been told they would induce at 6am. Oppps. I was told that Phoebe would come quicker because she was my 2nd. Hannah had taken 12 hours, the doc was expecting Phoebe here in 3 or 4. Then the wait began. I had been warned that if the induction didn't work, I would be sent home to try again another day. I was hoping that wouldn't happen. Talk about anticlimactic. My mom and sister showed up around 7:30am. In the hospital I was at they are redoing the maternity ward. I was in an ICU room, which was the size of a bathroom. So it was pretty full. I had my aunt and cousin, and my brother show up during the day. I wasn't dilating very well soo, they were thinking that I might have to wait. It was about noon when I just kept leaking. Do you know how embarrassed you feeling when you keep peeing the bed. I'm thinking gee whizz, during the pregnacy it was bad but now I have no control. I finally said something to my mom. She said she thought that I was my water breaking. I said "Mom, this has been going on for HOURS, their can't be that much water." I got the nurse to check and it was. The thing was it went on for Hours more. I began to think that I was a camel and my hump in the middle was all water and no baby.
I had decided before to wait awhile on the pain meds, with Hannah I had them right off and then couldn't feel how to push. So, I got on shot, and it was wonderful, the nurse warned me though that the second of the same medicine wouldn't work well the second time. Then I started feeling the pain. I finally asked for a Epidural... Which didn't work... Sometime in the pain I saw that my brother came in the room . Poor guy, he didn't stay long, and beat feet out of there quick. We were finally ready to go. All I can remember thinking is, the harder I push the quicker I have Phoebe and the sooner the pain will stop. I think I pushed 5 times, I was ready to get this done
Phoebe was born at 7 p.m. and was 7lbs. Hannah my first was born at 7 p.m. and was 7lbs too.
Phoebe was just 2 inches shorter than her sister.

The next day I had my tubes tied. Two of my diva daughters are all this world can handle. And trust me Diva drama queen does not begin to describe my Hannah. Phoebe is getting there too. When I went in the nurse that was prepping me looked and me and said "Well, bless your heart, you were working hard yesterday weren't you." I look up questioningly she said "You have blood vessels busted all over you neck and shoulders."
So ends episode one. Until next time... Same Batty time .. Same Batty channel

Here she is

2005-12-23T17:42:00.000-08:00

Well i think she is beautiful. She has in a month get 3 inchs. and i've lost more sleep than i know what to do with. I'm about to go back to work.
yuck.

Introducing Phoebe JoAnne

2005-11-18T18:39:00.000-08:00

To whoever cares (or is that whom)?

On Monday, November 14th, at 5:40 p.m. Miss Phoebe JoAnne made her entrance into this world. She was harder than my first but just as blessed. She was 7 lbs. and 18 1/2 inches long. I never thought my daughter my first daughter was big, but now with my seconded being so tiny she seems huge. She has light brown hair, and from the time when her eyes are open, she seems to have gray eyes. More later,
Me

Here we go again!!!

2005-11-09T18:19:00.000-08:00

ok so it's longer and longer between posts... here's the scoop. I've had to move, my landlord, the bank forclosed on the apartments we were in soo. Then we don't have internet there yet. SO, i'm keeping up with all of ya'll online at work but it doesn't leave much time to blog. Also, the car died again, so i have had to get another one of those. Now, for the pregnacy chronicles. Back in July i was in the hospital for a week they are now saying that was from the gall stones i have. I was just back in last night. I'm out today. I talked to the Doc. I'm going to be induced on the 14th of November. So Phoebe Jo, will be here about 10 days early. I'll go in Sunday night, and they will induce Monday morning. If i don't go into labor before then. While i was in the hospital over night and today the nurse i had said i was have some contractions then she thinks i'll go on my own before Sun. I'll try to keep you guys posted ok. well you know how good i am at that lol
God bless, me.

Ramblings, news, and other boring stuff

2005-09-15T09:38:00.000-07:00

Wow, looks like I get on here about twice a month. I'm sorry for the whole two of you that read me lol. Let's see what the news. I'm as big as a house, no really. But I'm still wearing some of my fat clothes, not for much longer though. Phoebe Jo, my newest daughter, is kicking like no bodies business. She is so much more active than Hannah was. I wonder if she will be more active when she is born? YIKES! That's all I need.
Hannah is talking up a storm, and making me laugh everyday. She also is so frustrating at times. I'm sure all of you are saying. SOOO she's two. She has an imagination like I've never seen in a little girl. She already has a boogie man, much to my chagrin, and lack of sleep. She won't go down the hall at night. She say the "FOG? OR Frog?"(I can't tell which) will get her. Have you ever heard of such a thing in a 2 year old.
She was watching some of the coverage of the after math of Katrina at the babysitters. When she saw the flooding she looked at her babysitter and said "Those cars are swimming!"
I'm now 30 weeks along, sometimes, I still can't believe I'm pregnant again. I had given up hope of ever having children and now I'll have two beautiful little girls. I can't wait to see what Phoebe will look like. I'm not done much nesting as of yet. I've got clothes for Phoebe from Tommy's mom, Lot's and lots, and some from my own mother. I did change out Hannah's little dresser drawers for bigger ones, and put the baby's clothes in the smaller one. Hannah loves to talk to my tummy, she says "Baby Sister!" and then beats on it like a drum. Fabulous for my and her you can be sure. I think Phoebe is going to come out and Slug Hannah lol.
until next time.
God bless

Hello Again

2005-09-01T18:48:00.000-07:00

Hello, all you beautiful peoples. I am officially a horrible blogger, but I love to read blogs. I'm now 28 weeks pregnant. I am pretty big, I actually look pregnant. I'm feeling pretty good. I have just three months my newest daughter my phoebe will be born. I'm dieing to find out what she will look like. Will she have dark hair like Hannah or light hair like her father. I wonder if the world is ready for another of my daughters.

Hannah is so smart. The other night we were traveling in the car. I guess our voices got a little loud because I heard my daughter calling from the back seat "BE NICE". I told her we were, we were just talking, again I get the BE NICE. I told Hannah she needed to BE NICE. To which she answered "Mommy, I two!". You still need to be nice I told her, I don't care if you are 2,4, 6. or 8. After a few quiet beats from the back seat she tells me "Mommy, I Five!" Now surely dear internet, her mind doesn't work that fast already. It was a fluke RIght???

If it weren't for bad luck.....

2005-08-10T14:51:00.000-07:00

Ok, i'm not posting this to complain, not really, it's just gotten to a funny level. I'm starting over in my life, or have been. I moved out away from family with my bf, and got an apartment. I have very little but we decided we'd make it through. I had been borrowing a car from my brother, when i found a handy man's fixer upper for $400. So, we got it. It is a station wagon, so we thought that was a good idea with the backseat going to have to have two carseats in them for sometime. Well, i was driving to work the other day when it started getting harder and harder to turn the wheel. You guessed it, i lost all my power steering. There was a high pressure line that was leaking bad. So, it was out of commision for a week. I hate borrowing peoples cars, or asking them to help, but i bit the bullet and ask my sweet family to help me and they came through. SO, my bf, who is good with his hands, and can fix cars,baaahahhha. Fixed the car. I was so delighted, yesterday was my first day of freedom with my own vehicle. I had a doctors, visit in the morning and then headed off to work. I was on the interstate, when my front right side started shaking hard. I thought, ut oh, better stop at the next exit and check it out. When pop, great I pulled off the road thinking it was a bad flat when i looked up and saw MY RIGHT FRONT TIRE, continue on without me for about 30 or 40 more feet. I watched in amazement as it bounced off the road and into the grass. UNBELIEVEABLE ! So, now i got to find a way to get the car towed and hope we, meaning my bf, can fix it. I'm fine, i didn't hurt any thing or anyone in the process of the whole thing. It just gotten ridiculous.

She did it, but don't tell....

2005-08-01T01:41:00.000-07:00

Last night, my daughter, MMYY daughter, slept through the night. I know I'm probably dooming myself to her not doing it again, but hey I had to say it. Maybe, I'll get a few nights of sleep before my second daughter decides to make an appearance. Naaahhh!

Speaking of my second daughter she is fine. I am finally rash free, so I am much better. The nurses say I'm anemic, so I'm taking iron pills. Phoebe is very active and I'm wondering what I'm going to do when she has less room to move around. I think my vital organs will be in danger. I think I look very pregnant, I'm just 24 weeks. But hey at the last 3 doctor visits I was the same weight. Go figure.

So, what are all 2 of you doing? Nino, you are so cute. JerriAnn, I hope everything gets better soon. Anyone else out there??? hMMMMMM??? HMMMM??? I want to know?

Highly Trained Medical team, yeah right !

2005-07-22T09:46:00.000-07:00

A couple of days before I had to go back to get my copioscipy, I start feeling really crappy. Pain in my lower stomach, in my lower back, food not even close to interesting. So, I go in to the doc. The nice lady at the front window informs me that my Medicaid hasn't gone through yet so, it will cost me $200, $100 up front. I have $10 to my name. Well, that's not going to work. So, I head back up to the Mother-child clinic. I tell the receptionist, I don't care about the test, something is wrong I'm sick, I need to see some kind of doctor, what are my options. She is peeved that they wouldn't take me. So she calls back down there while I'm sitting listlessly on the chair. They tell her to take my temp, urine test, and blood pressure and call them back. So, here were the results. Temp. About 100.6, blood pressure low, and urine test shows I'm burning muscle mass? WHat? I've lost 5lbs in a week. The nurse asks if I'm crash dieting. I laugh, I gave up dieting when I was 24. So, she looks at me and tells me I don't look like I feel good at all. You think? Ms. Obvious? She calls back to the docs. I have yet to see one. They admit me to the hospital, for observation, first they say for a couple of hours, which in an hour turns out to be a couple of days. In reality, I was in the hospital for a week!
Number of Holes in my arms ( I have the worst veins,) 16, the first seven was from the first three nurses trying to get an IV in me. The others from the many, many blood test. One day, they took blood from me 5 times.
Number of ultra sounds 2. Second one showed I have Gal-stones, or a bad Galbladder.
Number of Hours spent in an MRI machine, One and a freaking half. it was pure torture, my back was killing me.
Number of antibiotics, 3, one of which was penicillin, which I told them I was allergic to, they said when I broke out they'd stop, I broke out 3 days later, now I have a full body rash of hives. Benadril is my new best friend.
Number of days away from my daughter, 7.
Results-- I have Gal-stones, they think .... Think I had a virus on top of it but they aren't sure.
My daughter is fine, which I am thankful for. I have another ultrasound picture of her. So, much for an easy pregnacy.
Anybody got a back scratcher. Highly trained, my rashed out asss!

BTW... I'm not dead

2005-07-03T17:22:00.000-07:00

I know, I know I'm a horrible blogger. Things have been spinning fast. The room is just now stopped spinning. So, I need to catch everyone up. Ok, I'm not 20 weeks along in my pregnacy, I've been to the doctor, I have Medicaid coming so I can finally breathe. I've had an ultra sound. I'm having another little girl. We have decided to name her, Phoebe Jo. Hannah is just now getting that her little sister is in mommy's tummy. We are still not sleeping through the night. We have a schedule, we go to bed at 8:30pm. She is doing better, only up once or twice a night. I went to the doctor this last week, I've had an abnormal pap smear, (sp?) so I have to go back this week to have a copioscopy? (your guess is as good as mine) it worries me though. Also, surprise, I'm not immune to Rubella. I've had the shots as a kid and the booster, but something didn't work. So, after I've had Phoebe I'll have to get another shot. While I'm pregnant I have to be very careful. But that's the price you pay for being famous, HA! I've been reading lots of you faithfully, you are such good blogs, I'm totally doing the I'm not worthy bows to you.

Random news, and views

2005-06-08T22:20:00.000-07:00

Ok, I amit it I watch Dancing with the Stars. I love ballroom dancing. I think it is so elegant. Here are a few questions for you.
1. Is it me or does that middle judge look like the Ask Jeeves cartoon?
2. Isn't Evander got the cutest personality, but what makes me think his wife made him do this?
3. Do you think the Seinfield guy, the older one, will survive? I think he was having a mild heartattack tonight?
4. Why Trista? I thought the chic from General hospital was much worse.
5.Insert your own question here cause I can't think of any more?

It is soo hot. I know I can't hear "How hot is it?"
It's so hot that my poodle is a puddle?
It's so hot that my daughter in now asleep in just a pull up, with the fan on her.
(no we don't have air)
It is so hot that I am melting in this chair,yuck!

Btw, i'm about 14 weeks pregnant. I have told my sister, finally, and one of my coworkers. I don't want to tell my mother until I hear from medicate. I have an appointment next Monday. Cross your fingers for me. I don't have insurance, and I need the help. And I know I'm 33 freaking years old, but my mom worries ok. I'm her baby (whatever)

On the pregnant thing, I'm starting to worry a little, I'm showing. I know it , my boyfriend notices. I think people think I'm just gaining weight. I've never been a small person, ok so maybe once at 16, but it was a fluke LOL. I can't believe I'm getting a belly this early. I'm hoping I have only one baby in there. I will take two, but twins? YIKES!

until next time.
JerriAnn

Happy Birthday Hannah

2005-06-08T22:08:00.000-07:00

On the fourth of June, my beautiful little girl turned two. I can't believe it. I waited for seven years for this lovely one. The whole time I was pregnant I thought my body was playing a huge cosmic joke on me. Hannah was due on the 28th, of May. So, when the time came and went, I thought in my mind that it was proof. I went to the Doctor on the 28th, and he said wait a week. I was soo disappointed. I wanted to see her, to have proof that she was a real thing. Finally on the 2nd of June I went back. The doctor said I had 2 options. I could wait until she decided it was time to come( to which I was already shaking my head at). Or we could induce, then he had the nerve to ask when I would like to plan it. I said is now a good time? I was decided that I would go into the hospital the next night and be induced in the morning. My sister went in with me. I couldn't sleep at all, well honestly could you? Besides in my mind, the bed was horrible uncomfortable, it made my back hurt. They had put the gel on my cervix but I didn't think anything about it. The next morning, the nurse came in and ask how my night was. I told her that I couldn't sleep besides the bed was uncomfortable. She looked and my machine and said."Well, honey you've been having contractions all night long." Oh so maybe it wasn't the bed. They began the medicine at seven in the morning. They couldn't seem to get my water broke. The tool didn't work. The doctor had to pinch it to get it to break. I should have known then that she was going to be stubborn. I had one epi, and then I started hurting so they gave me another. I couldn't even move my toes. I remember looking at them and willing them to move and nothing happened. My mom was on one side and my sister was on the other. They had to hold my legs up, cause I certainly couldn't. The doctor kept telling me to push, and I tried. I swear I did, but I couldn't feel anything. I kept saying I hope I'm doing this right cause I can't feel anything. Hannah was of course being stubborn as usual. She just wasn't coming out. I was falling asleep between contraction. You see my uterus, is tilted backwards, the docs all assure me that when the baby got bigger she would tilt it right for me. She didn't. My sister finally looked at the doc and said "Do you got a plunger up something??" To which the doc replied, "No, but I got a vacuum" Jeannette said "Well, fire it up doc, we ain't getting no where like this" And so my beautiful girl was sucked into the world. The first thing I said when I saw her for the first time was "MY GOD, she's real!" She is beautiful, stubborn and so much the diva. What would I do with out my Hannah.

This is for you Aunt Barb

2005-05-30T18:34:00.000-07:00

My family every year has a family cook out and pitch-in, where we get together and enjoy each others company. My family is fun, loud, laughing, and loving (now you know where I get it). My family is pretty close, my father has four sisters and two brothers. I used to love naming them all off in order, still do, I could do this by age nine I think. Ann, Barbara, Bertha, Bill, Larry, Jerry, Janet, it's harder to type than to say. Ann my father's oldest sister passed away a couple of years ago, she was the quietest of the bunch. I always thought she was the classiest ladies I'd ever known. Barbara is the next in line. I grew up in church, every Sunday, morning and night. Every Wednesday night, and any special services we were there. If the preacher washed the windows we filled our pew. Aunt Barbie was the church pianist. From what I know she had very few lesson, she played by ear. My family is very musical, out of the seven children, they all sing a different part. Any time they got together they sang. Christmas was a particular favorite, and Aunt Barbie was always in the middle of it all, playing the piano. Never wanting to be in the spotlight, always backing everyone else up. In fact, she has the most beautiful alto voices you could ever hear. Once again, singing the harmony, making the spotlight sound better by her contribution. I love my Aunt Barbie like a second mother, and always wanted to be like her. I can't play the piano, but I do sing alto. I personally don't think I can hold a candle to her.
In my family, we inherit several things. A love of music, a wacky sense of humor, a strong sense of patriotism and loyalty, and aleshiemers. It is so prevalent that we joke about it. We say you start out with sometimers, then progress in to part-timers, before finally making it to allstimers.
Aunt Barbie has not been singing much anymore. She is very quiet, too quiet. It breaks my heart to see her slipping away. This bright, intelligent, loving woman.
Today we had the cookout just as always. Aunt Barbie was there, smiling, sitting by her husband trying to pick out the ones she knew from the ones she didn't. I kissed her as I left and told her I loved her. She told me she loved me, but I'm not real sure she knew who I was. Oh well, it still counts anyway right?

Doing battle at night.

2005-05-25T11:08:00.000-07:00

Ok, so my daughter still had or has a sippy cup, and she doesn't sleep through the night. She sleeps in her own bed though. I was reading the blog of this poor woman, who said people were looking at her strange because her SEVEN month old wasn't sleeping through the night. I'm not telling anyone Hannah still doesn't at almost two. Maybe I should wear a bag on my head. The other day I realized that Hannah was still waking up about every three hours. So, I think to myself, it's time to take away the sippy at night. Plus, I want to start potty training. So I began this week. OHHH I need sleep. and I feel awful. "Mama milk. Mama C'mere." Note- I do go into the next room and sit, both rooms are open to the other. But at 4am I finally go to bed. She's still waking up every 3 hours or so. Got any suggestions?

Hannahisms

2005-05-20T10:16:00.000-07:00

Today I dropped Hannah off at the babysitters, and prepared to go to work. Hannah has been doing a great job with her glasses. She rarely takes them off or messes with them. We just have one problem, she wants to look over them instead of through them. So, we remind her to either lift her chin or head or to look through her glasses not over them. She was looking over them and my babysitter daughter (who's sixteen) said "Hannah, look through your glasses not over them." To which my daughter replied "I know they're my glasses!" I couldn't see her face but I could have sworn she was rolling her eyes. I'm in so my trouble

2005-05-17T11:13:00.001-07:00

Styling and Profiling before glasses

2005-05-17T11:13:00.000-07:00

Hannah & the Good Doc Wiener

2005-05-17T11:12:00.000-07:00

Funny Face

Guess who's got her glasses?

2005-05-17T00:52:00.000-07:00

We went to Doc Wiener's on Saturday and got Hannah banana's glasses, she looks so much older. That I'm not liking. She is doing really well with them. She leaves them on most of the time. The only trouble I've had with her is when we are riding in the car and she is bored. She wants to put them on top of her head like sunglasses. I had to take her to get them adjusted, she was looking over them. Poor baby, she's only got a little button of a nose, not much to hang glasses on. I have a picture of her but she is making a funny face. I'll post it and then hopefully get a couple of a better one from the 14 gazzillion, my mom and brother took. Bill (my brother) was so funny. He had her take a picture of everyone, that had glasses. He even got his own glasses out and put them on for a picture with her. Funny, I didn't know he had glasses.

Vomiting, fevers, and seizures, and other fun things!

2005-05-12T12:58:00.000-07:00

My Daughter spent Tuesday night getting up every hour on the hour. Which is not too unusual, she still doesn't sleep though the night. Wednesday morning she got up, and I thought "utoh she feels hot," just before she threw up all the way through the house. I felt so bad for her. I clean her up and started cleaning up the house. She wanted to sit on the back porch, so I put some PJ's on her, the morning was chilly. It wasn't long before she went to sleep, and I started searching for the advil. We had just moved and I thought it was in the medicine cabnet but no luck. So, I called the babysitter, I thought I had some in the diaper bag. In the mean time, hannah woke back up. She was laying in my arms when she started having seizures. I, panicked, I told Tommy to get the truck and drive us to the hospital. He said we should go to the EMT that were around the corner. We drove over there and I ran in with her crying for help. I don't know if any of you have been through something like that but for me it was like seeing my life before my eyes. They cooled her down with an ice pack and some wet towels. She stop have the seizures and we headed for the hospital. She stopped crying about half way there and started looking out the windows. At the emergency room she had a blood test, catscan, and a urine test. The hospital called this morning she has a bacterial infection. She is taking antibiotics now. Maybe I should have put heartattacks in the title for me

Time on my hands.

2005-05-09T12:06:00.000-07:00

I'm fianlly officially moved. We are in a small but ours apartment, that fits our small buget. Starting over from scratch sucks, but that's ok. Hannah is loving the back porch area where she can play. I just have to keep her off the stairs, there will be a gate there soon. She would rather play out there than do just about anything. I'm finding i have a lot of time on my hands with just the three of us. It's almost strange not worring about everyone else. We have no internet or cable so it's hanging out with the kid and playing. I need to get me some books.
Hannah was suppose to get her glasses this weekend. The eye doctor was so kind to her and my sister. We took him a present. Bless his heart, his name is Doc. Richard Weiner. When we went we had to wait for awhile and hannah kept wanting to get into the kisses i had bought for the good doc, i said "No, Hannah, those are our gift for Doc Weiner" and when he came out we thought Hannah was saying Come'mere, but then realized she was saying "Weiner" and she took him his gift and card. We will get her glasses later this week.
Hannah Banana's birthday is the 4th, of June. I can't believe she will be 2. I plan on getting her picture taken on her birthday. We did last year and they were so cute. I'll post them so you can see her pretty new glasses.
BTW, Nino & JerriAnn thank you so much for reading and commenting, you'll never know how much i appreciate you guys.

Glasses for Banana's

2005-05-03T12:53:00.000-07:00

The other day I was in the grocery, when a man stop to comment to my daughter. This is not an unusual thing, she has huge blue eyes, and is darn cute if I do say so myself. She is also a very social little girl. Anyways, after commenting to her, he looked at me and asked if he could tell me something about her, and I not get mad. I said sure. He told me that his daughter, as a young one, had a lazy eye, and he thought Hannah had the same. Now, let me tell you something, My beautiful older sister at 18 months, one of her eyes crossed. You can not tell that now, and she is beautiful. Well, I looked at Hannah and got one of those gut wrenching, feelings. My sister grew up with thick glasses, and the kids teased her something awful. In fact, even to this day, (with men following her around like puppy dogs) she still doesn't think she is pretty. So, I went home and tried to think about what to do. I didn't want to say anything to my sis, because I knew it would upset her, but I had to think of some way to get Hannah in to see a Doctor. I couldn't sleep, that night, and it was a weekend and the adults were sitting around the table (remember I lived with my sis) They asked why I was up, and I told them I couldn't sleep, and explained why. My sister said she would take Hannah into the eye doctor she does some secretarial work for, and she joked that she would curse me if anything was wrong with hannah's eyes cause I named her after my sis, (middle name).
Well, consider myself cursed. A few minutes ago, I got a tearful call from my sis saying she had just picked out a pair of glasses for Hannah. She is very far sighted, and it's her right eye that is worse of the two, we thought maybe it would be her left like my sis's. She will have to have her glasses on all the time. Which should be interesting for a 23 month old. My sis is devastated, I'm not. I don't think.

A brief summary of events

2005-04-28T06:40:00.000-07:00

Hello from the dark side,
just kidding. It isn't so dark just kinda gloomy. After reading my post from before i would swear i was a definite crab ass. I'm not just been in a funk. I have an apartment, YYEAAH, i just need to move in. Tommy's already there. It's going to be hard on my daughter to leave my live in family, especially my sister. She will eventually survive. And i know they will survive with out me. I am not eight weeks pregnant. I worry about bonding with this baby, i really still don't think is real. No worries it's real, i just always have trouble fathoming it. After i move i will have to get to the obgyn. I know it sounds horrible but i'm in no hurry. Am i an awful person?
By the way, i have no medical insurance, so that doesn't help. Well, the sun is trying to shine. Today my daughter has her shots, ooohh what fun. I think they are the last ones for awhile though. I hope your day is sunny & bright. JerriAnn too, i was thinking of you all this week i hope you are home recovering well.
JerriAnn2

ok, i'm back

2005-04-18T13:37:00.001-07:00

Here is the low down. I've been a little brain dead lately and didn't know what to write. From what i can figure i'm about 6 weeks pregnant and still haven't told anyone but my boyfriend, and my daughter. My daughter, thankfully, isn't talking enough to spill the beans. Speaking of my hannah, i have a nagging feeling in the back of my head about her talking. I think she should be doing more of it, and she's just not. And she still drools something awful, she has all the teeth i think she should have. Am i being over protective? My daughter will be 2 in june, on the 4 th. Off the top of my head i think she says about 25, 30 words. She had ear infections, from early as a baby, and at 7 months i had tubes put in her ears. I've had her hearing checked once, the techs said it was fine, but she was so small i don't know how they knew. They set us both in a room and would look to see if she turned toward a sound, if she did they lit up these animals that played music, you know like the monkey that has cymbols. Which totally freaked her out. To me though she didn't look at the sounds untill the animal lit up. Come on is anyone out there? am i crazy???

Travel Pictures

2005-04-07T20:27:00.000-07:00

When i found out the Illistration Friday theme this week i went to work. I came up with both of these. I love hot air ballons i think they are beautiful. The little girl in them is my cartoon version of my daughter. Don't think for one minute i would let hannah up in one of those things with out me. (she can't have all the fun) The fur ball with her is my poodle Pierre. He is in serious need of grooming at the moment so yes he does look like that. Oh, and if you don't think a little girl could have that big of blue eyes, especially with dark brown hair. Think again. My hannah can.

2005-04-07T18:22:00.000-07:00

Travel 2

2005-04-07T18:05:00.000-07:00

Travel 1

Ok, Who unleashed the Gas Fairy!!!

2005-04-07T14:13:00.000-07:00

I know this is probably rednecked, and uncouthed, but who unleashed the Gas Fairy. The green haze coming from my backside will kill infants and small animals. It has just been officially declared a bio-hazard. The office of homeland security, is stalking me as we speak. Who did it? Who unleashed the Gas fairy? I want to know. It is not funny (giggle, snort) not funny at all (shaking uncontrolled glee)

Noodles, Pretzels, and other random thoughts!

2005-04-06T11:33:00.000-07:00

I'm on a noodle kick, and no i don't think it's cravings. I didn't crave anything with Hannah, i told people i craved steak but thats only so i could get a good steak. I'm eating the Ramen noodles in a cup. You really can't beat them. Around here you can get a case of six cups for about $1.50. And there is lunch for the week, just add hot water. And stick pretzels, i could eat those 24-7, the little kind.
Last night my Hannah was walking around the house looking at me and saying "i white" She is getting a little more understandable. But my Chinese is just not that sharp. She kept looking at me and saying "Mama, i white." I thought maybe she was talking about the neighbors horse. She has three HUGE, horses. One of them is named Wiley, you know like the bugs bunny, road runner, Coyote. She loves this horse, and talks about him all the time. Any horse she sees, she calls "whilllee" So, i kept telling her, it was dark, and 'Whillee" was asleep, we would see him tomorrow. And she kept looking at me like i was an idiot. Then i noticed my niece was doing her homework, and it sunk in. She was saying "i write". I said "do you want to write" and you should have seen the look of "Finally this moron got it".
I've got 2 pictures for the illistration Friday. I want to get them colored, and i'm torn between which one to put on. Oh well, i better get busy on them it's Wednesday.

Two Red Lines

2005-04-03T20:55:00.000-07:00

This weekend i saw the dreaded two red lines. It probably should be illegal to publish this on a bloc and not tell my family. But since this is my outlet, and i out about them a lot, they don't know i have a bloc. Ok, take a deep breathe, I am pregnant. This may seem kind of silly to someone else, but i was married for seven years and tried all seven to get pregnant, and nothing. I did not go though all the things that a lot of women do, my husband was not willing to even get himself checked out. Then, two weeks after i check my husband out, i find out that i'm not only prenant but 4 months prenant. Five months later, i get my beautiful gift from God, my Hannah. So, this one not quite 2 years later is another shock. Don't get me wrong, i still believe that this child is a gift. Sometimes i wonder if it's a gag gift, just joking. For years, i pray and cried for a child. And God laughed.....

Blue Thursday

2005-03-31T12:28:00.001-08:00

The sun is shining bright, but i'm not. It's reflecting off my bosses car out side the door and about to blind me. I'm bored to death, and more than half depressed. The house that i wanted so bad has been rented to someone else, and once again i feel trapped like a mouse in a trap. Tommy told me last night he's about to give up, because he hasn't found the job that he wanted down here. I asked him if he was going to move back to his home town, which is two hours away and he said he didn't want to. I don't know what he wants me to do. I've looked at a couple of places,and called several more. If we would have rented the house that i wanted to we could have been in there by now. There is something else nagging me but untill i get confrimation on it i don't want to even say it, for fear it will be true. Lets just say, i have THE worst timing on the face of the earth. Can you go blind from glare?? lol It just seems to be a blue thursday, anyone feel the same way?

Illistration Friday- Crowded that is

2005-03-30T13:34:00.000-08:00

The other day i was reading up on nino's blog when i saw her illistration. (it's so cute you should go look) anyway. She had something about a illistration Friday website. So, being the doodler that i am , i had to go check it out. It is really cool, you get a theme every friday. Then you submit an illistration of your interpretation of it. So i thought i would give it a whirl. This is about the 8th one of these i have done. I thought i had better get it on here and take the leap or i would chicken out.
I think it would be better colored, and maybe bigger so you can see the details better. It is a symbol of my life. I was done on white computer paper, with a #2 pencil. Everything on there is something that i love and crowds me all the same. (See i was so nervous my spelling is all off LOL)

2005-03-30T10:27:00.000-08:00

Crowed

Night Owl

2005-03-29T13:42:00.000-08:00

Hey everyone.

I thought i would post the picture of my daughter with her easter shiner. That handsome man with her is my brother. Which is one of her favoritest peoples in the whole wide world. Women of all ages love him, and think he's really cute. To which i promptly say "EEEWWW!" but then he's my brother
Lately, i've been waking up at 1:30 a.m or 2 a.m. and i'm awake, wide awake. Hannah is starting to sleep better, (thank the good Lord) I should be sleeping to right. Oh well, you all should know by now i'm crazy.

2005-03-29T03:40:00.000-08:00

Easter Shiner

Easter Ramblings

2005-03-27T23:14:00.000-08:00

Happy Bunny Day everyone! or whoever is actually reading any of this. It's been pretty much the same as any sunday around here. It's been raining several days, and rained today so no egg hunt. Maybe on Tuesday, it's suppose to be in the 60's here. I'm soo ready for spring. Woke up this morning and got dressed for church. Well, i got up and started getting ready. I don't get dressed till the last minute. I'm so graceful i would ruin my clothes and would have to start over if i got dressed first. I filled around 60 easter eggs with candy, and then when hannah banana woke up i got her dressed. Then me. Hannah's eye doesn't look as bad as i thought it originally would. She's got a bruise that looks like a cut on the side of her eyelid, and then it looks like she's good purple eyeshadow on. But everywhere i took her i still felt the need to explain that she fell. People stop me in the store to comment on hannah and her eyes, it does a mothers heart good. At least for the most part. It also scares me a little sometimes.
She is begining to talk, well be understandable more often. It's cute to see her start to jabber, she knows exactly what she is saying. No one else does though. I wonder if toddlers in China, jabber in english? Cause it sure sounds like she is speaking chinese.

2005-03-24T22:53:00.000-08:00

whooo mom, bright light!

2005-03-24T22:51:00.000-08:00

Peyton Manning who?

a shiner for Easter

2005-03-24T21:29:00.000-08:00

well, hello, you'll never guess what my 21 month old is getting for Easter. That's right a shiner. I should have known. We have a saying in my family. "Murphy loves us, and Fate hates us!"

It was a pretty good day. I was feeling good. I'm almost into that new, old house. So, i tell my boyfriend. You are taking us out to eat. And being the delightful person that he is. (no reallly honestly) he only turned down 6 or 7 ideas before we settled on one. The food was pretty good. So, Tommy goes up to pay and i set my daugher down out of the high chair. She then proceededs to fall head first, well face first. Her fall was broken though by the side of a chair leg. She's crying and i pick her up and her eye is already swelling not a second after she falls. (Guilt bigg bigg guilt) So we head home for some ice, and tylenol. It didn't seem to bother her much then but now she is waking up crying in her sleep. She is so pitiful, and i of course can't sleep. I had her in my bed but then i was afraid she would tumble out. You know and hit the other eye. She looks like a prize fighter at the moment, eye swollen, not shut just at the top outer corner, like just before they stop a fight. Ok Ok i throw in the towel already.

My opinion (look out here it goes)

2005-03-24T08:00:00.000-08:00

I was having a pretty good day, got the kids up and out early, got my daughter to the babysitter early. Life was good. Untill, i looked at my gas gauge. Blink, Blink, "LOW FUEL" Blink, Blink. Ok, i'm not started to hate the gas pump. I'm a single mother, living from one paycheck to the next, trying to get by. Now i have to put some gas in or i won't be able to get to work.
Ok, here goes my opinion. I think one day, lets say a Wednesday, we all don't buy gas. Get your gas the day before or after, but not on Wednesday. If you have to have coffee, go in and get it. I don't want to put people out of a job. But from the way i understand it, the managers only get money or bonuses from what they sell on the inside anyway. You know that the corproate offices get the money from the gas, and they compair it to the year before. So, they would have a loss. Something they definately don't like. And you can't tell me they can't lower those prices. So, i say we don't buy gas one, day a week for a couple of weeks. Then, if that don't get their attention. We do it for a month, and then 2 days a week. What to you think?
Fight the power! lol

What a house

2005-03-23T08:20:00.000-08:00

What a house. It's huge, it needs work, we would only be renting it, but i want it. It is the old kind, it used to be apartments up and down. Now he will rent it, the whole house for the price of an apartment. I needs work, it is probably too big for the three of us.... but i want this house. Tommy says i must not jump into it. but i want this house. i'm being unreasonable, impractical. but I want that house. HELPPP!