Saturday, May 30, 2009
Friday, May 29, 2009
If I could pick a perfect place to build a house, this would be it.
Thursday, May 28, 2009
So I've done away with the cutest blog on the block background for now, since that was the problem. I'll find something else, but for now, this blog will be a bit plain. Anyway, thanks for sticking around.
So we got lunch, pulled out a blanket, and settled down for an hour or two at the park. I quite enjoyed it, especially when the sun came out from behind the clouds. Just lovely.
We had to cut it a bit short at the park, because, of course, Georgie had to go potty. So next we went to the library. The kids got a few books to read for their afternoon reading time, including the "BFG" and "My Terrible, No Good, Very Bad Day". Next thing on the agenda is coming up with our summer schedule. We do this every year so the kids stay organized with activities, and I don't go crazy with their whining that they are bored. I just say "what's on the schedule?" and that ends the argument. Plus, it's the only way I can squeeze in school work and writing lessons every day for those who need a bit more encouragement in that department.
Wednesday, May 27, 2009
Tuesday, May 26, 2009
The kids had such a great time together. I didn't stop to count how many kids there were, but here are as many as would fit around the table. The rest were eating on the floor.
I actually hardly saw the kids, except when they were eating. They were outside, playing in the jungle of our back yard, playing out in the cul-de-sac riding bikes, playing downstairs with the toys, or jumping on the trampoline. We caught some of the little 3 and 4 year old kids all jumping together. They would sit down, count to five, then all stand up and jump. It was pretty cute.
We really had a great time together. It made Heath and I realize that we haven't really hosted very many things since we moved from California. We want to have a couple's game night again...and soon. We are back in the saddle!
Saturday, May 23, 2009
We drove around it and through for a bit until we found an overlook to park at. From there we took of down and around the trails. We didn't get far before the dark clouds warned us that a storm was brewing.
Heath and the boys went one way, and the girls and I went another. I took this picture just as the big raindrops started falling. Within minutes, it was pouring down. Luckily, we made it to the van before the hail started.
So ends our quick 20 minute hike. We thought we'd wait it out, but hours later, it's still raining. We'll try again another day.
Friday, May 22, 2009
So in apology, he wrote this next note. The picture demonstrates him and his two buddies, who he was talking with, and the teacher standing next to them, trying to get their attention. He will be quiet and listen from now on. Of course, there are only a few more days of school left anyway, but it's the principle that matters.
Thursday, May 21, 2009
Do you see that book peeking out under the blanket? It's a Dora Princess book and she's been reading it nonstop since we got it from the library last week. She especially loves Dora's fancy shoes in the book, and says "I wuv those shoes, momma" just about every 30 seconds.
Tuesday, May 19, 2009
Monday, May 18, 2009
So I packed up the boys with flashlights, sleeping bags, sweatshirts, and bandaids. They were so excited for their Daddy to come home from work so they could go. It wasn't until 6pm that they got out the door. It took an hour for them to drive to the campsite, through the beautiful mountains that frame our state.
It is a tradition for me to make them hobo meals for their dinner. I started making them spaghetti and meatballs, with garlic bread, for their campfire feast, and this year was no different. They gobbled them up.
I sent the camera with Heath, with instructions to take lots of pictures. He took a few, but they weren't what I had in mind. You won't find a single picture of Heath or the boys in these pictures. Here is what Heath deemed memorable enough to capture with a photograph.
The six dozen eggs he cracked for breakfast.
Thursday, May 14, 2009
I brought my taped up box that I found in the garage, and dumped it on the scale.
"Oh, look at this box. That will never do." The older guy across the counter said, with his pointed nose peering down at me, almost causing his spectacles to falling off, and actually finished off his initial appraisal with a "tssk tssk".
I had spent quite a bit of time finding a box that would accommodate the three wrapped packages inside, and was pleased to find one that was smaller than a laundry basket. I spent even more time taping it up, and I wasn't going to give up quite so easily. "What's wrong with my box?" I replied...perhaps taking his judgement a bit personally.
"It's got the word 'Listerine' all over it. That means it's a fire hazard."
"The words make it a fire hazard?"
He looked at me like I was an idiot. "Because this box formerly housed a product that is considered flammable, it is not an allowable mode of transport for whatever you are mailing. They would never allow this to be mailed out."
At this point, the second worker behind the counter walks over, looks at my box, and then turns her own nose down at me. "Oh no. Never allowed. Never. We can't mail that."
I sigh heavily.
They offer suggestions on other Priority boxes, that are much too small to fit whatever items I have hidden inside my flammable box, and I am left with no other option than to go home and find another box. One that is worthy of being mailed by the post office.
"Oh, but there is one more thing you can do." the worker with the pointed nose calls after me. "You can cover the box with a brown paper bag so we can't see what the box was used for. Then, we can mail it for you."
I turn back. "So you are saying, that if I take a paper bag, which makes a great fire starter, and cover the already assessed 'fire-waiting to happen' box, then I can bring it back and you will mail it out with no problems."
Well, that makes a lot of sense.
I brought back the brown-bagged flammable box the next day. It should arrive at my friend's doorstep, barring any flammable incidents, in two days.
Tuesday, May 12, 2009
What we weren't ready for, was making more money. That is a good thing and a bad thing. The bad part, is that we no longer qualified for state insurance, or any of the other benefits families get from having a lower income. We now have to pay for everything...including medical insurance.
So when Heath was offered a job here in Colorado, we researched insurance companies. We found one that seemed to be a good fit. I poured over the fine print, read everything about the policy, and finally signed up for one. Having a background in insurance billing actually paid off! I thought we knew everything about the policy.
Boy, was I extremely misled. I found out today that instead of my insurance covering up to ten thousand dollars for my pregnancy, in actuality, I AM RESPONSIBLE FOR UP TO TEN THOUSAND before they will pay anything. Are you serious? It doesn't even cost that much to have a baby. Why on earth would I pay so much money per month on the premium, then another TEN THOUSAND, before the insurance company kicks in? That is ridiculous. Who would sign up for that policy? Oh yeah. I guess I did. Not what I thought I was signing up for, that's for sure.
Oh, and another thing, apparently I don't have a family deductible of a thousand dollars, but PER PERSON. For a family that hardly ever goes to the doctor, we have now paid more in premiums and deductibles than we would have paid out of pocket for years and years. I am so mad right now. Stupid insurance company won't get another penny from us, that's for sure. I'm cancelling, and I'd rather pay out of pocket for the rest of the pregnancy, than give another dime to that insurance company. It will actually be cheaper.
Monday, May 11, 2009
I'm even less impressed with this next picture, but here it is: The 3 Month Waist-Thickening Picture.
Come on. This is my 5th baby. I'm bound to be showing earlier than is necessary. What can ya do, other than just go for it.
Sunday, May 10, 2009
More to come about our Mother's Day. Heath made breakfast for me, including some apple coffee cake that we are just about to dig into. He's got dinner planned for me too. We'll fill you in on everything, including a profile picture of how this baby has expanded my tummy already.
Have a super fantastic day!
Saturday, May 9, 2009
By three o'clock, I was eating a big bowl of Baked Potato Soup. Ten minutes later, I had my second bowl. Then, I had another. I've always loved this soup. It comes together very quickly and it is so tasty. I've made this many times for friends that I have brought dinner to. It's always been a hit. So, give it a try.
Baked Potato Soup
About 3 cups of baked potato pulp. Depending on the size of your potatoes, this is approximately 3-5 baked potatoes. (I make meatloaf the night before, and just bake up some extra potatoes at the same time. After they have cooled, I spoon the pulp out and reserve it in a bowl in the fridge until the next night. )
2 cups chicken broth
1/2 onion, diced (or 1/2 cup chopped green onions)
1/2 cup celery, diced
1 garlic clove
salt and pepper
1/3 cup crumbled bacon
1 1/2 cups milk
1 cup sour cream
1/2 cup shredded cheese
In a soup pot, add your potato pulp (nicely chopped so you don't have any big lumps), chicken broth, onion, celery, garlic, and salt and pepper. Bring to a soft boil for about 10 minutes. Add in bacon and milk and let simmer until it is heated through. Stir in sour cream and cheese. Serve.
I usually like green onions in this soup, but last night I didn't have any. I added half an onion with the potatoes, so they would cook through. If you do have green onions, you don't need to add the regular onion. Your choice. If adding the green onion, add it when you add the milk.
One thing I love about this soup, is that the celery stays firm. I hate soggy celery. It gives the soup a nice bite. Hope you like it.
Friday, May 8, 2009
Wednesday, May 6, 2009
I'm sorry my blogging has been sparse. Truth is, I don't have anything to blog about because I haven't been doing anything. That craft week (or two weeks) really wiped me out. Quite honestly, I've been exhausted since March.
I try to clean. I try to make dinners. I try to keep up with other things, but for the most part, all I want to do is sit down and read (keeps me occupied, but doesn't exhaust me). Heath hasn't commented about the disaster level of the house, which is nice. He would, however, like to see me doing something other than reading. I like to read. So be it.
I don't really have much of an appetite either. I try to make dinner every night, but by the time it's made, I usually can't stomach eating anything. I've been loving cranberry juice lately, and cinnamon toast crunch (dry), cashews, and peanut butter crackers. Nothing else really sounds good.
I've been having clothing issues too. I'm in that awkward in-between stage, where my current pants feel like I'm strangling the baby, and yet it's way too early for maternity clothes. I've been trying to wear jackets and sweaters, to disguise the lumpy chunkiness that I feel my belly resembles, but with the weather finally turning nice here, that won't be a solution for long.
Hopefully another month will solve all my problems!
Sunday, May 3, 2009
I am almost through my first trimester, and I'm feeling much better. For about a month I wanted to do nothing more than curl up in my bed, but I think I'm on the mend now. I'm actually eating regularly again, so that's a plus.
We kept things to ourselves for a long time. I just wanted to make sure that things were developing normally for the little peanut before we made a big announcement. We didn't mean to keep secrets from anyone, and I did my share of denying that I was pregnant, but we hope you all understand that we just needed the peace of mind an ultrasound brought, before we shared the news.
Anyway, the baby is due the middle of November, and I'm officially declaring November 8th as the day the baby will arrive. We'll see, in six months, if I am right. My last three babies have been born exactly 10 days from the due date, so that's why I'm guessing Nov. 8th. Won't it be fun to see if I'm right?
We are excited. We are happy. Yes, the baby was planned. Yes, it will probably be our last. Yes, that makes me sad, but I think I'm ok with it. Time will tell. So, that's it. Congratulate us already!