Friday, October 31, 2008

Halloween (two years ago)

In 2006 our family dressed up as a Pirate Family, with baby Georgie as our pet parrot. We were pretty cool. I found most of our costumes at a thrift store. I just tore them up, added some scarfs, and Arrrrr! Pirates! Keaton's costume was given to us, His was the only"true" costume. I used a black eyeliner pencil to pencil in the kids' eye patches.

Yes. I was wearing leather pants. Very Pirate-ish.

A few days after the church Halloween party, it was officially Halloween, and Keaton wanted a different costume. We already had this blow up superman costume, and since our Keaton wore glasses, we thought it would be pretty clever to have him be Clark Kent/Superman in mid transformation. He especially loved the little curl loop we did to his hair to make him look like Superman.


Fun memories.

New words with a whole lot of cuteness.

We get to take Kolby to school every afternoon. It's been in the 70's here and super lovely. I love how she wants to hold my hand. If I get away from her a step or two, she says "Momma!! Wait. Sow down!!" and then when she reaches me, she says "Oh-right momma. Go!" (Her most used word is "oh-right", which is "alright". She says it all the time and with her little voice, it's so dang cute.")

She was carrying a plastic toy ball. She never tried to throw it. Just wanted to keep it with her during our walk. A few times it slipped out of her little grasp. She would look up at me and say "Oh No Momma!! My baw. My baw!" Then she would wiggle so cutely over to pick up the ball, grab my hand again, and say again "Oh-right momma. Go!" She is so much fun.


She calls Kolby "Bo-Bee" and when he left us to go wait in line with his class, she says "Where is Bo-Bee go?" I told her he is going to school. "Oh. Oh-right."


She's gotten into asking me what's for dinner when I'm in the kitchen. Doesn't matter what time of day it is; when I'm making something, she calls it dinner. "What is you make deen-or, momma?" Yesterday, I made banana bread. Both her and Bo-Bee thought it was delicious.

Thursday, October 30, 2008

Normal

Things are returning to normal around here. We found the kid's dress-up chest last night amongst some things in the garage and put it in the boy's room where it normally gets much attention. Last night was no different. This morning, the kids were still wearing random parts of costumes. Again, very normal in this household.


Amid all the excitement of me getting sick, I realized last night that I don't have a Halloween costume for Georgie. I'm thinking she can rock the world in this little wig and I can pull together something 80's for her. At first I thought it could go well with this treasured outfit of mine, but Georgie pulls off the wig better than I do. Of course, she may have to fight her daddy for it. I think he wants to wear it to work on Friday.

Here is a picture of the kiddos before their first day of school on Monday morning. So far, they are really liking their classes. Kolby is back to 1/2 a day of Kindergarten. He doesn't mind so much. He likes to watch Dora in the morning with Georgie, and build towers and such. I think he needs all the time at school as possible, but since they only have 1/2 day here, I have to go with it.
I'm almost all better except for some lingering congestion in my nose and throat. My voice is still a bit raspy, but not too unusual for those with a cold.
I think I might post another recipe later...

Tuesday, October 28, 2008

Still here

Still alive.

I'm trying not to do too much. I still feel really tired and worn out, but I can breathe normally now. That is a huge plus! Also, my sore throat is gone. Hallelujah!!

I'm unpacking slowly. Normally within a week I am completely unpacked but I don't see that happening this time. However, things are getting put away. I actually hung up some curtains today. It instantly made the room feel "moved in".

Right about now, one week ago, we moved here. Well, we arrived here. I have only been out of the house a few times due to the illness, but already I know where two malls are, two Hobby Lobby's, a walmart supercenter, a costco, and a cute little diner that offers 5 cent hamburger Wednesdays and "kids eat free" Mondays. We don't go out very often, but I really have a weakness for diners. They are so retro and fun.

Getting back to work now. Thanks for sticking around even though I haven't posted very much lately.

Sunday, October 26, 2008

Garden of the Gods

There is a great park here called Garden of the Gods. It's got hiking trails up the wazoo. Heath had promised the kids ages ago that the first weekend we moved here, he would take them to this place and I would stay home and unpack things without having the kids there to "help". I assured the husband that it would still be ok for them to go and I would just stay in bed all day and that I would be fine. The kids were really excited about going.

They were gone most of the day, had a great time hiking around (even Georgie kept up with everyone) and I hear they all had Buffalo Burgers for lunch. When they all came home around 5pm, Heath noted that I was feeling worse, and that is when we went to the clinic.

Anyway, Heath took some pictures and I thought they were so cute. If I had tried to set up the kids for these pictures, Heath would have grumbled and told me to just take "natural" shots. But he did it and I think the pictures are so great. Here they are, taken by my husband, the new photographer in the family. (If you click on the pictures, they'll come up big)









Keaton is holding his telescope that he got for his birthday. I'm sure he has no idea.....






Hopefully getting better

We had delayed going to the doctor because we were between insurances, but knew we couldn't wait any longer. I was getting worse. So last night Heath took me to an acute care clinic. It was determined that I have pneumonia and laryngitis. I was given a breathing treatment to help me breath, as well as two shots of antibiotics with pills to follow. I was able to breathe through the night, finally. I'm hoping this congestion will clear out soon. My biggest complaint was my very painful sore throat. I can't describe how bad it hurt except to say that I'd rather have another natural childbirth instead of this sore throat. Today it feels much better. I may actually eat something today.

Heath has been super. I couldn't have asked for more help. We are all staying home from church today. Heath is going to get a lot of things done for me regarding unpacking. I still don't have any energy, so it's nice that he will unpack for me. Yesterday he took all the kids on a hike through Garden of the Gods. He took some great pictures. Stay tuned for that.

Friday, October 24, 2008

Kid Happenings.

If Georgie's morning bath could take on a theme song, I think it would be "I'm...too sexy for this bath...too sexy for this bath....so sexy..OH YEAH!


Today I braved the outside and went to the district office to get the kids enrolled for school. I had already filled out all the paperwork online. I just needed to show up with the kid's immunizations and birth certificates. I told Kamy to tell the people that I had lost my voice but that we needed to register for school. Instead, she walked in and said "My mom can't talk." It gives it a different connotation and I'm not sure the ladies there really knew what to think. Anyway, they helped me and we got the kiddos registered. They start on Monday!

It was a nice warm fall day today. I let Georgie go outside to jump on the trampoline with the older kids. She loved it. They are out there right now and I'm not calling them back in anytime soon. They need the exercise.

My voice is worse. Didn't think it was possible, but it is. My throat feels raw and it hurts so bad. I do have a little more energy today, so I'm hoping to do some cleanup around here.


We never did find the moving truck key so we had to call a locksmith. It cost a hundred bucks to make a key. I think if I want to rip off stranded people, I found a new profession.

Tomorrow Heath is taking the kids on a hike at Garden of the Gods. They are really excited about it. I'll be here unpacking stuff and taking a nap.

A tale of good deeds

One day [last night, to be exact] a husband stopped by the store on his way home from work to get a few things to make his sick wife feel better. His wife was at home with their four children, and could barely gather the energy to get out of bed, let alone unpack their newly moved-in belongings. He wanted to make her feel better.

His first stop was to the pharmacy to get some over-the-counter medicine to ease his wife's symptoms. He spoke with the pharmacist and was offered some suggestions. He gathered together some iron pills, vitamin pills, cough medicine, and some Airborn.

Next, he went down the juice aisle. He noted that his wife loves Orange juice, and knew it offered some much needed vitamin C, so he got two big bottles.

He strolled past the candy aisle and picked up a big bag of his wife's favorite candy: Reeses.

He picked up a can of Wolfgang Puck's new Tortilla Soup. "This will make a nice lunch for the wife," he thought.

He also bought two big bags of lemons so his wife could have lemon and honey tea to make her throat feel better.

To make sure the kids had things to eat too, he also got 3 loaves of bread, 3 gallons of milk, and a few odds and ends to make a few meals with. Lastly, because he had been such a thoughtful husband, he bought himself a bar of his favorite chocolate, Lindt.

He made his way home and deposited his goods. His sick wife was very grateful.

Thursday, October 23, 2008

Our Traveling Top Ten

1. All of the planning in the world pertaining to your road trip timeline doesn't mean a thing if you can't even go the speed limit on the freeway. Heath was driving the big moving truck and on a downhill, or a good flat stretch, he could go 70 mph. So we felt like we were taking an afternoon drive compared to all the speedsters on the road. The only good thing about that was that when we saw a cop hidden on the side of the road, we did not feel any stress, we did not pump our breaks a bit or nervously glance in the rear view mirror. We were good to go. It was refreshing.



2. I found out that packing 4 outfits each for everyone doesn't quite cut it when a two day road trip turns into three, plus a day to unload, plus multiple spills, accidents, and messes in the car. Not enough clothes. Lesson learned.

3. If you ever want to cook up some roadkill, I suggest you visit the lovely state of Illinois. During our short jaunt through the edge of the state, we saw more roadkill than I've ever seen in my whole life. It was crazy. Just about every other mile we saw some poor animal dead across the road. It was messy and yucky and they really need to do some major cleanup along the freeway. In Heath's words, "It was ILLannoying".

4. If your life's ambition is opening up an adult bookstore, then I suggest you visit Missouri. You could be in the middle of nowhere and there would be an exit off the freeway. No Services available. You outta gas? You hungry? You gotta go to the bathroom? We can't help you. However, we've got a lovely little shack we like to call the "Lion's Den", full of all the adult content you can dream about, and even more you couldn't even imagine. These stores were just as populous as the roadkill was in Illinois. Looks like both states need to do some cleanup.
The nice thing about driving through Missouri was getting to stop at a broken down gas station to say hi to my sister Rebekah and her family. They are moving back to Washington this week, so it was nice to catch each other. We arrived within 30 seconds of eachother, chatted for about 20 minutes, and then took off again.



5. It's a good thing we have free mobile to mobile. For a while there, Heath was calling about as often as we saw roadkill in Illinois. "Hey babes. You look pretty cute driving." or "You need anything at the Lion's Den." or " Whoa! That Semi-truck has an attitude!" or "We are now one state closer to Colorado!" All teasing aside, he didn't have a radio or anything to listen to in the moving truck, so he had to occupy himself some way.

And then...we made it to Colorado!



6. On our last 56 mile stretch, we got off the freeway and traveled on a highway until we got to Colorado Springs. The last leg always seems to take forever, but it was especially slow-going with psycho-slow driver in front of us. He was going about 15 miles lower than the speed limit, and when meandering through the small towns where the speed limit lowered to 35 mph, he was going under 20 mph. So irritatingly frustrating. Come on!! Don't you realize we've spent three long days on the road and are anxious to get to our new home!! The short turning lanes couldn't even help us, what with Heath not being able to get up enough speed with the big truck. However, because we were going so slow, I was able to note the quaint little towns that offered an oil change and a large peperoni pizza all in one convenient place of business.
7. My voice got notably worse every hour of the drive. The cough, the sore throat, the sinus pressure, and the congestion are just too much for me to take on right now. But I guess that doesn't matter. I can't speak. I can barely whisper, and if I try, the coughing fit takes over. I'm pretty pathetic right now. Hopefully it will clear up by Monday and I can get the kids enrolled in school and carry on a normal conversation. Heath has been extra attentive to me and even got up 2 or 3 times last night to make me some herbal tea with honey and lemon to help my throat.

8. It's hard to give everyone a bath when the towels are somewhere deep in the abyss of the moving van.
9. We unloaded everything yesterday and the moving van needs to go back today or we are charged a hefty fee of a 100 bucks/day. We have one small problem. We can't find the key to the truck. Imagine looking through a house that is loaded haphazardously with boxes and bags and clothes. Try finding one little key in all that mess. I think we are doomed.

10. We woke up to snow the morning after we got here. The kids loved it. We only had sweatshirts for them to wear (coats are in a box somewhere) but they didn't mind. They froze, but they had a great time. This house came with a trampoline, and it was a great surprise for them.


Nothing more for today.

Tuesday, October 21, 2008

Arrived

We are here.

We are tired.

We are sick of: Driving, Filling up the gas-guzzling moving truck, Eating crackers in the car, and

We are sick. We all had colds in our lungs and I think I will lose my voice soon.

We are going to unload the van tomorrow. Wish us luck. I'll update you soon on the joys of our travels.

Sunday, October 19, 2008

Done Cleaning.


My good mood from taking this picture was shattered when the Wicked Witch from the West posing as a rental agent came over and ripped me up and down for every little mark throughout this house. Ever heard of normal wear and tear m'lady? Man. She was so mean. This place looks way better today than it did when we moved in. Anyway, I'll be on the lookout as I'm driving to Colorado for her flying monkeys to come harass me.
...See ya in a few days.

Thursday, October 16, 2008

Keaton's worried

Keaton is sad to leave his school. He really loves the people in his class. Tomorrow is their last day of school here and he's a bit anxious. After I sent the kids to bed tonight, Keaton kept finding any excuse to come out. One of his excuses was to ask me this: "Mom, do people in Colorado speak the same language as we do? Sometimes people speak Spanish. Sometimes they speak England. England is a neat one, ya know." I assured him that we will understand people in Colorado just fine.

On another note, I had 5 wonderful ladies come over to help me pack up and clean up today. We successfully packed up the kitchen, random things in the garage and bedrooms, as well as washing baseboards, walls, cabinets, appliances, windows, and we even got a little painting in as well. I appreciate their help so much!!

Tomorrow I will be picking up the big moving van. Time is drawing to a close here. It's happening fast and slow at the same time. Is that possible?

Wednesday, October 15, 2008

Still Packing




I almost packed away this cutie. She was having fun in the moving box so I thought I'd join her. Now, could someone tape up this box for us? We'll just chill out in here until we get to Colorado.

Tuesday, October 14, 2008

Otherwise Occupied

Sorry friends. Gotta get down to business with this packing thing. If I find something interesting to post about, you'll be the first to know.

Monday, October 13, 2008

Kid-isms by Keaton


If I could follow Keaton around all day and just listen to the different things he says, then I would be pretty happy. He comes up with the most interesting ideas. I wrote a few of then down that I have heard recently.


Keaton came back inside from playing outside. He had only been out for about half an hour. He drags his feet to the couch and says "Mom, I lost my 'play outside energy'. I think I'll just sit here for a while." Turns out that he was sick the next day. Poor guy.



Keaton hears a lot of words from the kids on the bus that he has never heard before. Most of them he can sense that they are bad. Some others, he questions. Yesterday, he asks me "Mom, can I say 'crap'?"


Keaton is a self-proclaimed "expert mathematician". He tells everyone. He is very proud of his math skills.


While waiting for dinner to be done cooking, he said "Mom, sometimes I get so hunger-sick."

Randomly, Keaton turns to me and says "I'm so glad I'm human."


After he got sick and was recovering, he says "I wish germs weren't real." Me too, buddy.

Saturday, October 11, 2008

Anticipating Twilight

Here's the new movie trailer for the Twilight movie. I actually think Heath will want to see this with me. Check it out.

Friday, October 10, 2008

Our Final Days Begin


We have about a week left here in South Carolina. Currently there are boxes scattered around in every room of the house. With just Georgie and I during the school days, we are starting to get a lot done.

Bookshelves are empty.

Pictures are taken down from the walls.
Scrappy crafty goodness will get packed up this weekend. Please. Allow for a moment of silence.

Georgie knows this is hard for me to pack up my lovely glitter, embellishments, and pretty paper. She's giving me a kiss to make me feel better.



Thanks Georgie.
The kiddos are watching a movie tonight. They made themselves little makeshift beds on the floor with their blankets and pillows. We have started this tradition during the summer of letting them all have little sleepovers in the tv room on Friday nights. Anyway, they are watching a Curious George movie (very fitting in this household) and the movie has lots of scratches. I just overheard Kamy saying a prayer that the movie will work properly and that they can finish watching it without anymore problems. So sweet.

Playing Hookie

Sometimes its fun to play hookie. It's unexpected. It's anticipatory. It's also a bit contagious. Especially when you have two friends that are feeling the need to break the rules a little bit too.

Last year at this time, my old ward in California was having a Fabulous Friday. It was like a Super Saturday, in that you sign up to make certain crafts or whatnot, and you go to the church and make them. I wasn't feeling the groove for any of the projects, so I didn't sign up for any. That night, two of my girlfriends (Nicki and Heidi) and I decided to go to Six Flags for the evening instead. We didn't tell anyone, but you know how rumors go. Everyone knew that we had played hookie. Afterwards, I got a lot of grief about it too, but I wouldn't change a thing. I had a blast that night, running around the theme park, going on all the roller coasters in the dark, and because it was right before Halloween, there was extra spookiness in the air that made it so fun.

The night started off great. We all looked good. Here is a picture.


We made it to the first roller coaster before the downpour started. It rained long and hard. Have you ever been on a roller coaster in the rain AND when it's completely dark outside? SO MUCH FUN! Everything feels much more alive and vivid, even though you can't see anything. You should try it sometime. Anyway, so much for doing my hair and makeup! The rest of the pictures are a little less than glamorous but we had such a good time.

The ride in the picture above shot you out like a bullet right from the start and then zipped you back backwards. We went on it twice. So much fun.




So this was us at the end of the night. We had gotten rained on so many times and twirled around in the rides that we felt like we had been in a washing machine for a few hours.


The last ride did us in, though. It was this 3-D mining ride and it instantly made me car sick. I stopped watching the screen, took off the lovely yellow glasses, and since I couldn't get out of the rocking seat, I just watched the ground. Heidi wasn't so lucky. She kept on watching and she ended up getting sick. Both of us walked away from that ride and went straight for the bathrooms. This picture was taken right afterward. Yeah. Not a very glamorous shot. We didn't feel very glamorous at the moment.


But hey, life isn't always peaches and cream, right? And by the way, I look like a giant in these pictures, but really, Heidi is one little lady. Aren't ya Heidi?
So it's fun to break the rules a bit every now and then. I suggest you try it and tell me all about it.

Wednesday, October 8, 2008

Swordfights at the Cemetery


Our neighbors have some pretty cool Halloween decorations in their yard. I've been noticing the skulls and the slithery flying ghosts on their porch, but today, when I walked around their car, I noticed their huge graveyard. They have about 20 tombstones set up, along with skeletons sticking out of the yard and such. It is very fun.

My kids were over there sharing their lightsabers with their little 2 year old boy and so I thought I'd grab my camera and follow them around for a few minutes. Here's the photoshoot.




Kamy found a little lizard to hold onto for a while, and Georgie liked the eyes (or lack thereof) of the skulls.

Accents Happen

I confess: I have always adored the Southern Accent. It just seems so sweet and happy. I always wished that I could have been born with a southern accent. (well, not that people are born with accents, but I think ya know what I mean.) One day, I decided to take the matter into my own hands (or mouth) and concluded that I would have an accent.

So I couldn't just decide one minute to start talking with an accent. People would think that was weird. Being weird, when you are in high school, is not usually a good thing. What I needed was a fresh audience for my accent debut. As it turns out, that weekend was an overnight young women hike/camping trip for my area's church group (It was a stake girls camp preparation weekend). The girls that were the same age as me (15 years old) were all getting together at some remote campsite and we were supposed to become campsite certified, or something of that nature. Anyway, on the drive up, I told the other few people in the car that I would officially have a southern accent for the weekend. They agreed not to look surprised or weirded out when I suddenly voiced the charming drawl that I had been repressing all my life.

We got to camp and met up with the other girls and we all introduced ourselves. Immediately, the questions started up: "Oooh, love your accent! Where are you from? Did you just move here? Say something else...your accent is so fun!"

Yes. I was that good. I spent the rest of the weekend oozing my southern dialect and loving every bit. It came very easy for me. So easy, in fact, that it didn't take long before it became second nature and I didn't even have to think about pronouncing my r's like "aahs" and softly twanging my words.

Well, the weekend ended. I could no longer justify my beloved accent at school. I told myself to speak normal. No more southern charm for me. However, I found out it didn't switch back so easily. I tried. I really did. I would talk to someone, they would look at me perplexed and say "Since when did you have a southern accent?" It became embarrassing. I was becoming the weirdo that I had feared. This wasn't cool anymore! To make matters worse, I was asked to read aloud in my chemistry class. Oh no!! I focused so intently that my head hurt. Inside, I was chanting "speak normal, speak normal, speak normal!" but the weekend had ruined me. I only made it a few sentences before I felt every one's eyes on me, my cheeks flushed, my teacher stopped me. He made some snicker of a remark about getting some new found southern hospitality over the weekend, and he let me sit down.

Still to this day, I have a very hard time carrying on with my normal speech patterns if I am in the company of a southern accent. I immediately and lovingly want to switch over. It's the only accent I can imitate better than my husband. He can do the most amazing English, Australian, and Russian accents. He can also impersonate pretty much anybody he is around long enough to catch on to their mannerisms.

Anyway, I've learned that sometimes, accents happen. It's best to just groove with it.

Tuesday, October 7, 2008

That's Unfortunate.

Darn lid totally slipped from my hands as I was trying to balance it on the edge of the toilet while dropping a Clorox tab into the tank. That's what I get for trying to make things clean. Now what do I do? Can you buy lids separately? What a bummer.

They mean business!

I found this after the boys were done playing in their room last night.

Poor toy. Guess he didn't use the force! Maybe I should limit my boys' Star Wars reenactments for a while. Geez! Hope I stay on their good side!

Monday, October 6, 2008

Grilled chicken Alfredo Pizza


Sounds good huh? Well, I'm here to tell you that this is really REALLY good. I found this recipe on a blog called Lollychops and it seems that every Sunday she has a guest home-chef post a recipe. A week or two back, this recipe for the Alfredo Pizza was on there and I bookmarked it. I made it for Heath for his birthday and we quickly realized that this would be a family favorite. Not only was it a super easy recipe to follow [I even used the refrigerated crust instead of making my own] it has become our favorite Alfredo sauce to use for other meals.

These are her instructions that I have copy/pasted for you. If you click on THIS LINK, it will lead you to the original post and she has put up step by step instructions with pictures for you to follow along with. I hope you will enjoy this meal just as much as we did.

Grilled Chicken Alfredo Pizza
2-3 boneless skinless chicken breasts
Montreal Steak Seasoning
refrigerated pizza dough
1/2 cup chicken broth
1 cup heavy whipping cream
1/2 cup grated Parmesan cheese
2-3 cloves minced garlic
1 tbsp cornstarch
1/4 tsp salt
1/4 tsp pepper
8 basil leaves, chiffonaded
1 tbsp fresh parsley, chopped
2 tbsp olive oil, divided
2 cloves minced garlic
salt to taste

Preheat oven to 425. Layer chicken breasts between 2 pieces of wax paper and pound until even thickness. Generously sprinkle chicken breasts on both sides with Montreal Steak seasoning. Grill over high to medium high heat for 6-8 mins per side, or until chicken is no longer pink on the inside. Let cool, then slice into bite sized pieces. In a medium saucepan, heat chicken broth over medium high heat, bringing to a boil. Reduce heat to medium, and stir in heavy cream, cornstarch, and garlic. Bring to a soft boil and stir for one minute. Reduce heat to low, add Parmesan cheese, salt and pepper. Let simmer for about 10 mins to melt cheese, let thicken, and incorporate flavors. Just before spreading on pizza, add in fresh herbs and stir well. Meanwhile, roll out the pizza dough onto a stone or baking sheet, and in a small saucepan, heat 2 tbsp olive oil and 2 cloves minced garlic over medium to medium low heat for about 3-4 mins, stirring constantly, to infuse flavor (do not let the garlic turn brown). Gently rub the garlic oil onto the pizza dough with a spoon or pastry brush. You don't want a lot of it on there, just enough for some flavor. Then sprinkle on a dash of salt. Top with Alfredo sauce, then sliced chicken, turning the chicken to coat with the sauce. Bake at 425 for 15-20 mins until crust is golden.

**The only changes I made were doubling the recipe for my family, which made 2 pizzas with enough extra sauce to dip, and I cut the chicken up very very small so that my kids would eat it better.**

Sunday, October 5, 2008

He arrived safely

Thank you everyone who prayed for Heath. He got there last night and was very happy to be "home". He had a good trip over without problems.

Saturday, October 4, 2008

Definitely a pajama day

Got a few kiddos who feel a bit under the weather and I don't feel so energetic myself. We have two weeks left here and I'm just needing a day off today. I think I'll watch a movie and take a bath later. I already have meals prepared. I made 14 freezer meals on Thursday, so we are good to go for the next 2 weeks here. I haven't scrapped in a few weeks. Maybe I'll do some craftiness this weekend before I start to pack things up.

Anyway, just taking a day off today. Have a great weekend, everyone!

Friday, October 3, 2008

He left.

Today is the day. Heath said goodbye to the kiddos right before they caught the school bus. About 20 minutes later he left to begin his drive to Colorado.




It's going to be two very long days of driving. This is the same drive we will all take in 2 weeks to start our new life. Pray for his saftey, if you are so inclined. I worry about him staying awake without me there to keep his attention. Heath says I have no faith in him. I say it's out of love that I worry for him. Anyway, he's on his way...

How's that workin' for ya?


This is Georgie's chosen outfit for the day: Jammie pants hiked up to her shoulders, arms inside for warmth, and momma's socks on. She's watching Oswald on T.V. and completely oblivious to the giant wedgie she created. Carry on, sista.

Thursday, October 2, 2008

Squabble of the Sides

I washed all of our bedding last night because Georgie spent most of the day throwing up on it. So after it was all clean, I pulled it out of the dryer [I stopped a minute to drink in the luscious smell of freshly washed blankets adorned with fabric softener] and then made the bed. There was a little corner of the sheet that didn't get all the way dry because it got wrapped up inside the blanket in the dryer and it was on the foot of my side of the bed.

I got in bed, noticed the wet spot caressing my ankles, and skipped over to Heath's side of the bed. He usually likes to stay up late and watch t.v. so I figured by the time he came to bed, the wet spot would be dry and I could claim my little piece of bed heaven again.

Wrong.

He totally noticed that I was avoiding the damp spot and had commandeered his side of the bed but he didn't care. He's been trying to sneak himself my side of the bed for a while now. Ya know the phrase "The grass is always greener"? That's what Heath has been thinking for a few years. It use to be that we'd sleep on whatever side and it didn't matter, but then Heath claimed a side, so I took the other one. It worked for a while until he got it in his head that my side was better. By then, I was use to it and didn't want to change.

So last night he took his opportunity on my side of the bed. We went to sleep. Tossed and turned. Hours went by. Finally, I sat up and looked at the husband. He was already up.

"Want to switch sides back?"

"Yup."

We spent the rest of the night sleeping with the cozy familiarity and contour that we have conformed to. I think Heath will stay on his side of the bed from now on. Of course, he leaves tomorrow for Colorado, so it will be a few weeks until our sides mingle again.

Wednesday, October 1, 2008

Winner, nice bum, and vinegar water...

What do those three have in common? They are all part of my day today.

First off, the winner from yesterday's giveaway. I put all the names on a slip of paper, closed my eyes, mixed them up and drew a name. Congratulations Melissa Hurst! You are the winner of the bracelet and earrings. Email me your address and I'll get them sent out to you.

Secondly, the nice bum does not belong to me. We celebrated Heath's birthday and one of the things he got was a pair of jeans. I am always trying to get Heath to wear cool jeans, but most of the time he picks out very basic jeans. So last time I was at Ross, I found some jeans that I hoped he would like. I made him close his eyes as he put them on and then let him see them. They fit him nice and his bum looks really good in it. I've always thought he had a nice bum. Anyway, what do you think?

"Why are you taking my picture, woman!"

Now, on to the last bit of my day: Vinegar water. Georgie woke up sick and has been throwing up all morning. Poor thing. I'm hoping it's just a quick bug. She looks so pathetic when she's sick. I feel so bad.




She's been cuddling up to me all morning and as much as I loved it, I was really hoping I wouldn't get sick too! So I went to the kitchen and made vinegar water. This is something my mom made us all take when we were growing up. If you drank it, you wouldn't get sick. If you didn't drink it, well, too bad for you. You may or may not have gotten sick, but chances were that you would.

I absolutely hate drinking vinegar water! It's half a cup of water, a cap full of vinegar, and a pinch of sugar to make it bearable. I plug my nose and drink it as fast as I can. The vinegar changes the pH balance in your tummy so you don't get sick. If you wait and wait to drink it and do it when you are already sick, then it will just make you throw up. So the trick is to drink it BEFORE you feel any symptoms. Most of the time, it will work it's magic. The whole household will be sick and you will be just fine.

I still hate vinegar water. Hate it hate it HATE it! But I drank it and I hope I won't get sick. I encouraged Heath to drink it, especially with him leaving Friday to start his new job, but he refused. Hope he doesn't get sick. There will be an "I told ya so" if he does.