Thursday, November 29, 2012

Sunday, November 11, 2012

Done

I have 4 weeks, at the most, left in this pregnancy.  I plan on doing the minimum daily requirement until then.  I will clean only what has to be clean, go only where I have to go, and deal with only the people I have to deal with.  Heaven bless my poor husband.  I am fat, unbalanced, stressed, and grumpy.  When I'm stressed and upset I eat.  Hopefully my doctor won't say anything about this because if she does I might have a breakdown in her office.

Side note:  Hot bread coming out of the oven in T-minus 20 minutes.  Horrah.

Thursday, July 26, 2012

Rant....

I'm a pretty quite gal.  I'm mostly a go with the flow, whatever works, lets all get along type person.  However, I actually have opinions!  Gasp! I know.  One of my opinions is that you don't need to flaunt your beliefs and ideas in front of the world.  But, all these pregnancy hormones mixed with irrationally crazy people are making it quite hard for my to keep my opinions to myself.  (and it's much better to post my little rant on here where most of my family won't see (-:)
For instance, I don't hate Obama.  I'm not the most politically savvy person, but I'm certainly not a Tea Party nut that wishes death on the POTUS.  Heck, he did slow jams with Jimmy Fallon.  What more could you ask of the leader of the free world.   
Secondly, I'm not all about hating on gay marriage.  I have my own personal beliefs, that coincide with that of my church..  Others have theirs.  I see no reason why, constitutionally, the government can control who you can and cannot marry.  This has gotten me in plenty of good "debates" with my husband.  We've given up trying to change the other person's mind.  So, now, just for fun, he likes to bring up the subject around our families and watch as I go blue in the face trying to hold my thoughts in.  I have a whole big argument pleading my cause, but I'll save that for another time.  
At the moment, I'm particularly annoyed with the whole Chick-fil-a scandal.  Saying what I've said about gay marriage, I'm completely irked when someone attacks me about eating there.  Good for the chickfila people for having standards.  Sure, maybe it was a tad politically (and business-ly) incorrect to go out and voice those opinions.  But, just because you eat at chickfila does not mean that you are a homophobe. No more than going to Disney World (or any other gay supporting organization) makes you a raging homosexual.    Sometimes, when you pick your lunch stop, you are not making a political or religious statement.  Sometimes, you pick it because your kids are in the back seat screaming for chicken nuggets and you are in the need of a peach shake.  


Let's all get along.  People, stop being crazy.

Thursday, July 12, 2012

At Home Therapy

Due to a series of unfortunate events (all of which boil down to the fact the system is screwed, ahem) little Joey is therapist-less at least for 2 or 3 weeks.  So, dear mommy has been trying to include as much therapy into everyday play that I can.  Today we worked on fine motor and sensory.  These boys played for more than 30 minutes, which is an incredibly long time for my kids.  We had rice buckets and bean buckets and I took turns hiding a few toys for each of the boys-legos, superheros, puzzle pieces, and so forth.  Then they had to "dig" them out. I think we got the OT out of the way today, and even a little speech, too!  Now, how to incorporate PT....hmmm....


And yes, my kids go shirtless a lot of the time.  Boys. Sheesh.

Saturday, June 23, 2012

It's good to be here.

Wow, it has been too long.  I've been, well, busy, for the lack of a better word.  Lots of things going on, lots of prego related yuckiness.  But, tonight, I'm feeling a bit like writing.
This past week was the vacation that we'd been saving for for a year.  The vacation that we didn't go on.  We were so excited to go out west and visit (and for me, meet for the first time) lots of family and a few friends.  And, of course, to celebrate Danny's grandparents 50th anniversary.  But, things happened.  When you have a new house and the sudden loss of a job, you have to cash in all your chips.  Even the ones that had been in the savings box for the past year.  I had been reminded, repeatedly, by the calendar that we were approaching the date.  Plus, family constantly contacting us to ask if we were going and having to tell them no.  I was overly upset that we were missing this trip.  Blame it on excitement or those pesky prego hormones, but I was so bummed out.  Seeing my family's pictures on facebook of the trip made it even worse.  And I know it was just as bad for Danny, seeing as it was his family we were missing and all.  But, sometimes, were you want to be isn't where you need to be.  On Thursday, we got to check on the baby and she that "it" was actually a SHE.  I literally squealed when the sonogram lady told us.  And, on top of that, she is healthy and growing like she is supposed to.  Little, everyday miracles.  When you have one that has any problems, normal progression is a fantastic thing.  The next night, we got to visit with one of our friends.  He brought up that there is a boy in town just a few years younger than us that has Noonans syndrome, a possibility of what Joey has.  Even though this doesn't seem like a big deal, I am so excited try and get in touch with him and his family and find out about his struggles and successes.  Then, my big boys camped outside.  I loved it.  I love seeing them bond together in boy-ish ways.  So, even though we weren't on our big vacation, I got to experience and learn more and I wouldn't trade it for anything.
I'm going to end it here, because I have the Office season 3 in my dvd player.  The "Scranton, the Electric City" song is playing on loop waiting for me to press play.  And I simply cannot concentrate anymore!

Saturday, March 17, 2012

Too Good To Be True?

While wasting my time on Pinterest I came across I recipe that I decided to try. You know, sometimes you see a recipe and you think, man this will be good! But, then you try it and it's kind of so-so. This is not the case. So, ladies and gentlemen, I give you: Nutella Cream Cheese Frosting

(oops, I ran out of cupcake liners)



6oz cream cheese, softened
2 tbls butter, softened
1/2 c nutella
1 tsp vanilla
1 lb powdered sugar, sifted.

Cream together cream cheese and butter. Add nutella and vanilla and continue to cream. Slowly incorporate the sugar. Beat on high until smooth. Add milk or more sugar to achieve desired consistency.

I found the recipe here. There is also a recipe for peanut butter frosting I'm itching to try. I am not really a frosting person, so this must be really good stuff, right

Monday, March 12, 2012

My husband loves me



Last night, my husband randomly brings me the computer. "Here. I made this" he says to me with a grin. I immediately burst into laughter. He gets me.

Zachary Quinto. Kirk Cameron (at that age), Jon Hamm, Jason Flipping Segel, T.R. Knight, Dave Grohl, Steve Nash, Robert Downey Jr, Hugh Jackman, Chevy Chase (at that age).

Disclaimer: I would never leave my husband for anybody. We are jokesters. I'm sure I could make one of these for him too.


Wednesday, March 7, 2012

Sebastian got his hair did.

Before


After...he's even poofier in person!

Tuesday, March 6, 2012

Monday, March 5, 2012

JON HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAMMMMMMMMMMMMM



I would leave my husband for you, sir.

No, just kidding.

But, yes.


Wednesday, February 22, 2012

New house!!!

Ok. So. We FINALLY got moved in. I have been a bit of a slacker on posting pictures. So, here's a virtual tour!


This is Sebastian. After a bath. We have no grass and only mud in our yard....he gets bathed nearly daily....

Home...notice the yard...

Back yard

Living room

Again...

And again... and yes, i do sweep my floors. But like I said, no grass only mud and dirt, it's a losing battle...

Time out :-)

Kitchen

Kitchen again.

Guest bathroom. I'm too lazy to rotate and reload this one.

Boys room

Boys room...again too lazy

Boys room

Play room

Poop nook in the master bath

Master bath with 2 walk in closets


Super messy master bed room. The last on the list to get unpacked..

So, there it is. Home sweet home!

Tuesday, January 24, 2012

Now, this is better!

After a tremendous amount of bribing, I think Kirk is beginning to like Primary! Love this cute boy.


Also, this picture makes me laugh way too hard. Sad baby. ha

Sunday, January 1, 2012

Primarily Speaking....

My baby is 3 and a half. That means that he has graduated Nursery and attended Primary for the first time today! I have been excited about this since before he was born. Primary is awesome, from what I know.... However, my mad man didn't share my same excitement. I had to drag him, literally kicking and screaming to his class where he shrieked for a good couple of minutes. Finally, after hiding under the table for a few minutes, he warmed up and stayed for the rest of that hour. Then sing time began. Oh sing time, with your open doors and lack of pianist. He ran out. Not once. Not twice. Not even three times. Four. He escaped and had to be wrangled back up by several grown ups four times. He told me next week he was wearing a diaper to church so he could go back to the nursery with the babies.
He made this face all during sing time that I sat with him.