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What’s new pussycat…whoa, whoa, whoa…

25 Jul

Oh yeah sing it with me…

Ok, so not really.  I just figured I haven’t blogged in a while, may as well do it tonight.

Let’s see, I finished the CK Summer Camp and had a blast. I did 5 pages, which is pretty good for me, had lots of fun and got some major positive feedback from some editors at CK! :) Maybe one day they’ll publish me. Well, probably not, but let’s just go with it!

Jay is officially walking and trying to run already. From the moment he’s up he walks all around the living room (we have the other parts of the house gated off). He’s cracking me up, I forgot how funny new walkers look.

Kenna is good. I think she’s enjoying not being on the go all the time with softball and dance and everything. She misses softball more than dance, so I doubt we’ll go back into the dance studio with her. I’m ok with that, I think she wanted to dance more for me and the makeup than anything. She has softball tryouts for a select team next week.

Sean’s been busy. He’s got something coming up next week but I won’t talk about it here yet. For privacy reasons.

I’ve been thoroughly enjoying ballet each week. It’s like my body, although fatter, remembers what to do. I did get a wee-bit injured last week but I’m doing fine now. I’ll keep it up just be very careful with it.  The win biz is just about kaput. I have no leads, no tastings, no interest from it. I’m bummed because I was really enjoying it. I think August will be the end of it for me. I’m down more weight but it’s a teeny bit. I thought dancing again would help shake things up but not so much. I also think my Wii may not weigh correctly, since this week it said I gained .4lbs but then I held a gallon of milk and it said I lost 3lbs…sooooo I’m thinking…no! I’ll just base my weight loss on my clothes and how they are fitting.  My 16s fit well and my 18s are now falling off. I officially showed someone at the dollar store my panties the other day. Luckily it was the dollar store, I’m sure they’re used to white trash, so it wasn’t any big deal. I did almost fall though, they seriously fell that far down! Thankfully I had on clean and pretty panties! I feel better just wish it’d hurry and come off, I’m ready to be sexy again.

Hopie…well, she just needs a bath and go to the beauty shop. I need to get her rabies up to date so I can’t take her for 2wks after her shot…humpf.

I guess that’s all.

Breakfast haiku

3 Jul

Sit at the table

Eat a donut with my kids

Cheat day is the best

* pic courtesy of The Donut Duel: Me vs. Top Pot

What can I rub?

1 Jul

I had a dream about a week ago and it’s stuck with me and got me to thinking.  In my dream I “found” a genie, a hot one too, not like Robin Williams in “Aladdin”. I got the usual 3 wishes from the hot genie. Those wishes were really easy and even now that I’m awake and coherent I would stick by my choices.

My first wish was for $50mil. I even said I wanted the paperwork needed to file taxes on my $50mil…see how honest I am even in dreams?! I figured after taxes were paid that would still leave me with about half of the original wish. I could so use $25 million!

The second wish was a little harder. I wanted to make sure all my family and friends were taken care of, so I wished that all of their debt was gone…wiped clean and their credit scores were GREAT. This would include mortgages paid off, credit card debt, student loans, cars paid for in full, everything. But see, I’d still have my cool $25m so I’d go to every family member and give them some too. I’d need to find out how much I could gift them without THEM having to pay taxes but I had it all figured in my dream! LOL

And the third was pretty damn selfish (well, I know the first was too). I wished to be 135lbs and never be able to go over 145lbs again.  This way I could eat what I wanted but still only be as high as 145lbs.  I was going to wish for a tummy tuck and boob job but I figured that would be overkill since I did have my $25 million to play with now that all my debt was paid off, so I could at least pay for my plastic surgery.

You should sense a theme in my wishes…money. Sean and I have been really re-thinking our finances lately. It’s so frustrating because he makes really pretty good money and I bring home a little from disability each month.  But for some reason we’re struggling more now than ever. I’m sure it has to do with having a 2nd child to feed/clothe/diaper but that’s not all. We’re really bad about spending what we make and living paycheck to paycheck because of it.  I’m also super spoiled; when I see something I want, I usually get it. So to fix all this we’re changing the way we do things around here.  Starting with this next paycheck we’re paying all bills with our debit cards (which is what we always do anyway) but then we’re taking them out of our wallets and putting them up.  Credit cards have already been cut up too.  We will have an “allowance” each week in cash.  Once that cash is gone, it’s gone. No grabbing the ATM card and getting more, no using the debit card for this and that…we’re done.  My “allowance” each week is a little more than Sean’s but that’s only because I go grocery shopping with mine, so after spending over $150/2wks I’ll have less play money than Sean does.  Also, extras are going bye-bye.  Including my Wine Biz…if I don’t get at least 2 tastings this month that make over $300 then I’m done as of August 1st. I’m kind of bummed about that but I’ve spent more money than I made and it’s not worth it right now.  I think it’s the area we live in but wine is not a “priority” here and if it is then those people can just go to the grocery store and buy a $10 bottle and get it right then than spend $20 and wait 7-10 days.  I can’t blame them, even though this is the best wine I’ve had, but some days I feel the same way about running to the store.

I do have a scrapbook retreat planned and I’m using my  weekly allowance to pay that off and save to go in October. I figure if I cut everything else out, I freakin’ deserve it! Plus I never get to spend time with my sis, just the two of us doing something we totally enjoy, so this will be something special for us. Annnd, if you remember I was going to upgrade my website and make it all “me”.  Well, that was gonna cost me about $200 plus what I’d have to spend at WP to upgrade.  That ain’t gonna happen. I’ll just deal with the templates that WP has, plus it’s not like I make money from this site so it doesn’t need to look professional.

There’s always a possibility of us moving because of Sean’s job and he’s been applying to places all over this state and Oklahoma.  It’d be so much better if we’d have more than our usual cushion in case we need to move.  I want the kids to have a great Christmas. I want Kenna to have new school clothes this year, she needs uniform shorts and pants since she’s gotten taller and a wee-bit bigger.  Jaylon is growing like a weed so he always needs new clothes. I’m tired of not being able to provide for my family and having to figure out if we can afford clothes this week or wait until next week.  Hopefully after even just a month of this we’ll have doubled our “cushion” and just keep adding to it.

All this budgeting sucks but I know how much better it’ll be. But in the meantime, where’s a bottle I can rub?

* edited to add: For my family members reading this, don’t worry! We’re ok financially and can pay all the bills and feed everyone we just don’t have any extra income that we’re used to and don’t have the cash to play with anymore. LOL

I’m walkin

18 Jun

Well, he’s not really walking just yet.  He’s close and he’s loving walking behind a toy that Aunt Shell got him for Christmas. And so what if I was bored and feeling “crafty” the other night, this is what happens when I do (turn on your speakers, yo!):

I’M WALKIN’

And again, because WP is mean and won’t let us upload a video without paying an arm and a leg, you gotta go to Flickr and watch it there. Enjoy, watch it a few times, laugh because I do when I watch…I’m not sure if it’s the fact that he’s so proud of himself or it’s the music I chose but it just makes me giggle!

Why, yes it is!

14 Jun

A bulleted post, I know you’re happy.  See, I’ve just let so much time go by without blogging that the only way to kind of catch up is to bullet it.

  • Hazel was NOT a hernia. In fact, the bitch was a nasty abscess. How do I know this? Well, she exploded last week and it was nasty; I was soaked with goo. It didn’t hurt, actually the opposite. It felt so much better. I cleaned it really good and had to keep a band-aid on it for about a week since she was still oozing. It’s still purple-ish but I’m afraid it will be for a while. I have no clue how or why I got one of these but I sure in the shit don’t want one again.
  • Kenna’s out of school and has been one busy Bebe.  Softball all-stars practice, tournaments, ballet class, rehearsals and then recital. Now all that’s left is softball. Recital was last night and she did beautifully! She looked so pretty and wasn’t nervous at all. I was quite proud!
  • Jay is standing on his own now and is quite proud of himself.  He still holds on quite a bit but at least he’s learning how to balance a little more.  And he took 3 steps! However, he now thinks it’s fun to not move his legs but fall forward so I catch him.  He’s also sick right now, snotty nose and cough, not fun!
  • I’m at 200.1lbs…I mean I’m so damn close but last week I didn’t even lose 1lb! To shake things up a tad I’m going to take a ballet class in July, maybe that’ll help the weight come off! I miss dancing so much and I really hope my ankle can handle it.  We’ll see I guess!
  • I had a great tasting this weekend. No new tastings booked from it right now though.  I have 2-3 that may come from it but not until July and Aug/Sept. I’m a little frustrated ’cause now I’m done…no tastings booked at all and I’ve already tapped out friends around here. I don’t have many friends anyway and the ones I do don’t drink or like wine.  Oh well. I mainly did this for fun and to get out of the house every once in a while but it’d be nice to make some bank doing it!
  • I think that’s all. I needed to write a post but just not feeling it. My book has stalled because I just don’t have the energy right now to sit and type it.  I have good ideas for it and I think I know where I want to take it but just need to “umpf” to do it.
  • It’s 7:36 and I’m going to have a glass of wine and go to bed soon!

What…huh…I have a blog?

11 Jun

Yeah, so I need to blog; especially about Hazel, Kenna’s recital, Jay standing and taking a few steps, my wine biz, etc…but you know what, I’m not feeling it. Also, that was the longest sentence with the worst punctuation ever! If you’re ever reading this Ms. M and Ms. G (high school English teachers) or Gramma (teacher for many many years!), I’m so sorry!

So, I’ll blog Monday after K’s recital, K’s softball tournament and a wine tasting. But for now, I’m going to have a glass or two wine and chill on the couch with my hubby!

And her name shall be Hazel

1 Jun

My family is just a leeeetle-bit strange. We march to different drummers most of us, hell I dance and boogie to mine. We know what each other is thinking before it’s spoken.  We know when one is about the call another.  I’m not sure if all families do this but me, my ma, my sis and my gramma do and it’s nice because it’s our little “sixth sense” and we know when someone needs us or just wants to chat.

But this post isn’t about our ESP(n)…no, this post is about how freaky-deaky we are.

We NAME our ailments. My mom has Chloe the Clot, my sis has way too many to name (I remember she named a hemorrhoid once before; she’ll love me for posting about that, BTW!) and I have had quite a few myself; most recently being Scar Tissue Tessie and Kelly Keloid.  But you see, it turns out that Tessie and Kelly are the same and I was wrong about them.

It seems as though Tessie and Kelly are actually Hazel the Hernia.  I could be wrong again though since I haven’t seen a doc about Tessie/Kelly/Hazel but with my recent degree as Doctor of Googleology I have diagnosed myself. I could probably perform my own surgery is she weren’t in such a precarious position.

See, I have had two c-sections and Hazel popped up right above my scar. She’s been protruding for a few months and she’s now hurting and turning an angry shade of purple/red.  What my degree (M.D.G) has shown me is that when they get angry it’s not any good really. Could mean a few things and I won’t think about those things because my luck I’ll end up with a damn colostomy bag. Thank goodness Sis is a nurse, she can come clean me up after I shit myself, which will happen because I also have no gall bladder so I already shit myself but now it’ll just be in a bag!

Whoa…look at that tangent I went on. That’s the nice thing about people not reading your blog, you can just write whatever and NO ONE will read it! LOL Kidding, people do read my blog and either I’ve lost them forever now or I’ve gained way too many who love reading about shit and shit-in-a-bag.

Anyway, back to Hazel.  We’ll have to plan a trip to the ER one day and get Hazel taken care of, sooner rather than later. She’s causing me quite a bit of pain and she’s just not sexy to look at. Who am I kiddin’? I can’t even see her without a mirror ’cause my obese self has a huge fat roll. But that’s another blog for another day. My ma and Chris have already said they’d come down and take me back to their home so I can recoup.  This is a good thing since I won’t be able to pick up my sweet chubby Bubby for a week or more.

So, why am I telling you about Hazel oh readers of my interweb thingy…all so I can show you a pic that I promised on Twitter last night. I really wanted to clone Hazel out of my pic and place her on a pic of someone hot…some model…but figured I’d be sued and all that jazz so I just went ahead and Picnik’ed the picture to add some lovely black rectangles ’cause I KNOW you don’t want to see it all! Without further ado:

You can’t really get what this is all about in a pic but it’ll give you some idea. This will also give you an idea of how badly I need a TAN!

Where the hell?!

20 May

Ok, seriously…where did the past 10 years go?

I mean, ten years ago I was in Amarillo getting my hair did, ten years ago I was wondering around in a small town museum getting my make up on, ten years ago I was handed my Great-Gramma’s handkerchief,  ten years ago I was getting a heavier-than-it-looked white dress on, ten years ago I was kissing my dad’s bald head as he put a blue garter on my leg, ten years ago I started to freak out a little and had to sit down because I was hot (even though I was the only one sweating), and ten years ago I was walking down the aisle with my Mom by my side toward the most handsome man I know.

10 years = too many kisses and hugs to count = too many tears to want to count = 6 pregnancies = 4 births = 2 baby funerals = 2 healthy kids = too many moves to count = quite a few arguments = quite a few reasons for make-up sex = 3 mattress sets (HA!) = the most wonderful/trying/happy/wouldn’t-change-a-thing years of my life.

It’s amazing to look back on this past decade and see where we were, what we’ve been through and where we are now. Some days I think that 21 was so young to be married but then again why does it matter?  I knew I loved this man from our first date (a blind date at that!).  I wish I had that email I sent my mom after our date.  I’m sure she could tell by that short few sentence rambling that her daughter was head-over-heels.  I’ll never forget the proposal just 3 months from that email. He wanted it to be more special but it had been raining so going to the scenic canyon in our college town was out of the question, plus I had a heart monitor on and was feeling sorry for myself.  He didn’t know that no matter where he asked it would be special.  It was hard chosing the date we would get married.  I wanted it in May but that month for our families was difficult.  Sean’s dad had passed away in May and my step-sister had been killed in a car accident that month too.  Figuring out a date on a Saturday in May that wouldn’t always have negative thoughts was hard.  We managed to do so and the planning began.

In May 2000 we had a totally unconventional yet fun wedding.  We were outside by the museum in my small hometown, we stood in front of the old building that said “Justice of the Peace” which was fitting since we had a JP marry us!  My bridesmaids were barefoot…the poor girls I’m sure that was uncomfy.  I wore white tennis shoes that had been painted before at our rehearsal. I wore lavender ruffled socks even! After our short ceremony we partied at my grandparent’s house, which was also the house I lived in during high school. It was perfect…perfect for us.  Hell, we had a keg, which by the way, my mom stood by with her cigar and got schnockered!  Good times…

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Our honeymoon followed, we went to Cancun and had a blast. We played mini golf at our resort with gigantic lizards! I got sunburned pretty badly so that made sex interesting! LOL…(sorry Dad…I’m sure you didn’t want to hear that). The shitty part about the trip was our flight was messed up on the way home and we were stranded in the Mexican airport for a VERY long time.  Sean slept on the floor, I, however, couldn’t sleep because I was afraid I’d be stolen and sold for sex or some shit like that.  But we made it back home and began our crazy life together.

All this rambling is just that; rambling.  Smiling and laughing as I write this because I remember everything about those days.  Luckily the laughter hasn’t gone away.  Yes there’s more grey hair, my boobs sag to my waist, I have stretch marks that weren’t there 10 years ago, I also have 70lbs that wasn’t there in 2000 but there is more laughter, more kisses and more love than a decade ago.

Here’s to the next 10 years and the next and the next…

Sweet – You Capture!

22 Apr

I haven’t done “You Capture” in a while and I’m not sure why.  I have so much fun doing it so I thought I’d jump in again!

If you love photography and love little assignments then You Capture over at I Should Be Folding Laundry is soooooo right for you.  Go for it!

On to mine…here’s me capturing Sweet:

This is pretty literal. It’s Jay’s sweet birthday cake from this weekend. I can’t get enough of this thing!

 

 

Also sweet to me are Jay’s chubby little hands, complete with baby finger funk!  Awww, I love the dimples in his hand!

 

So, there you go! I captured sweet…how about you?

Arg, there be a pirate party!

20 Apr

Man oh man, was this weekend a great one!? 

Jaylon’s first birthday party was on Saturday at his Gramma’s house.  It was wonderful! 

The weekend kicked off on Friday, sitting on the back porch with family, a few glasses of wine and grilled out hamburgers.  Laughter, talking, gossip, laughter, catching up on family, and did I mention laughter and wine?  It was such a beautiful evening and a perfect Friday night if you ask me.  Jay didn’t go to sleep until 10-ish then we drove to my mother-in-law’s house where he was finally put in bed and asleep for good at 11:30.  He usually goes to bed at 6, so yeah, cranky butt!

Saturday was spent getting ready for the party.  My mom is the most amazing person ever and my stepdad, well, he’s just as amazing.  They came over and took a good 3 hrs or so putting the cakes together.  These cakes….AWE-SOME! But we’ll get to those in a minute.  The party began at 4 and we gave Jay his smashable cake.  He just looked at it.  We sang “Happy Birthday” to him (and as a side-note, I didn’t even cry, thankyouverymuch!) and he almost broke his neck to turn around to see what all the fuss was about!

Mom had to show him what to do with the cake and he just picked at it.  Finally got a little piece of chocolate icing and ate it right up.  He never took a hunk out of the cake or even smashed it…just kept picking at it eating little flecks of icing.  He is not my child!

Ma finally gave him a hunk of it and he grabbed it and put it all in his mouth.  I’m still not sure how he didn’t choke but he managed to get it all down.  We did take his shirt off him before the cake and I’m glad we did.  He rubbed the icing all over his belly…it was cute!

We had to leave after the cake since my Sis and brother-in-law had to leave.  We ate dinner and came back to the house to open presents.  The boy racked up and is still enjoying all the new toys.  He’s not sure what to play with first and just crawls from all the goodies.

Even with the lack of sleep he had that day he was such a good baby.  He was happy, he enjoyed playing with all the cousins and Kenna enjoyed helping open the presents!

Now, let’s discuss these cakes.  The first one, the smashable one, was a treasure chest; complete with jewels, coins and gold!  Talk about adorable and perfect for his individual cake!

Ahem…THE cake.  I am always in awe of my mom’s abilities especially when it comes to making cakes.  She’s made cakes since I can remember, only doing them for friends and family. She always says that you couldn’t pay her enough to make them professionally but she so could do it!  This cake was the pirate ship complete with the Captain and his crew.  She even made a damn parrot, people!  Each pirate was moulded after the cousins.  Jay was the Captain then you’ll see my nephew, Brett; Kenna; my nephew, Braden; and my niece, Breanna.  The wood on the ship looked like wood.  The sails were amazing, she even downloaded font that looked “pirate-ish” to write Happy Birthday on it.  And there’s even a freakin’ shark in the water!

I can’t believe that my baby’s 1st birthday party was this weekend with his big day tomorrow.  I’ll write about his actual birthday tomorrow…and cry, so I’ll be sure to have tissues by the computer!  Until then, enjoy the pics!








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