Been doing a lot of scrappin this week. Most of them are just kind of git-er-done type. But hey, they're done and they're in the book. The last one is my favorite.
Saturday, July 28, 2007
Saturday, July 21, 2007
Trouble, trouble, toil and bubble...
Or however that goes...
Not a whole bunch to talk about but I feel like I better post now or ya'll won't hear from me for days. I got in Blog Trouble. Apparently, I've been spending just a tad too much time on the 'ol internet at work. Yeah. Came in to work Thursday, there was no emails and no files...the start of another boring day. So what do I do...I start pulling up my favorite blogs, of course. And then *BAM!* "ACCESS DENIED DUE TO SOCIAL NETWORKING". What?? WTH?? Every single blogger site I tried, I got the same stinkin message. Freakin heck. What do they expect me to do now? They made my every day hell just that much worse. Funny, I can access Typepad accounts and Yahoo groups, but no Blogger. It's really making me hate my job! LOL!! I say LOL, because really, you almost just have to laugh. It's like....uggggg!!!! I don't even know!
The thing is, there is just nothing to do at work. Nothing. I maybe work on one or two files a day. That's it. It's so bad, that I even went out and bought puzzle books. I've been sitting at my desk desperately trying to figure out how to play Sudoku (does anyone have a trick? Sudoku is Su-dinkin' hard!!!) You'd think they'd lay me off by now, you know? I mean this is not just a phase, it's been like this for months and months. Since April. (that's when I started this job btw) I seriously don't' know how much more I can take. I'd call in sick, but I haven't accrued any sick time yet...and I really need the money. The worst part of everything is that you know, I sit there all day and twiddle my thumbs...My 2 beautiful children are practically being raised by their grandmother (at least it is her...I have that to be thankful for) But I'm gone for 12 hours a day and do nothing. I've got an hour and a half ~ 2 hours every evening to get in the door, get dinner going, eat, clean up, get baths, put jammies on and get them back in bed. Oh yeah, then after that we do laundry, pick up, take our own showers and then try and get in bed ourselves at a decent hour; so I'm not late to work; so I can twiddle my thumbs for 9 hours...AGAIN. That's the worst part. Sitting there with my thumb up my @$$ (please excuse the vulgarity--just keepin real, you know) knowing there is so much more important stuff I could be doing. And then they go and take away Blogger! So, could you guys all switch over to Typepad for me? LOL!! Just kidding. I'm going to try bloglines to see if that will work, but they block all kinds of stuff out of my email too. buggers.
That's all I got. Pete is at the ranch the rest of the weekend. I think they're stringin' fence today. My mom was here this morning for a while..we had a good little visit. That's it. Nothin else new.
Not a whole bunch to talk about but I feel like I better post now or ya'll won't hear from me for days. I got in Blog Trouble. Apparently, I've been spending just a tad too much time on the 'ol internet at work. Yeah. Came in to work Thursday, there was no emails and no files...the start of another boring day. So what do I do...I start pulling up my favorite blogs, of course. And then *BAM!* "ACCESS DENIED DUE TO SOCIAL NETWORKING". What?? WTH?? Every single blogger site I tried, I got the same stinkin message. Freakin heck. What do they expect me to do now? They made my every day hell just that much worse. Funny, I can access Typepad accounts and Yahoo groups, but no Blogger. It's really making me hate my job! LOL!! I say LOL, because really, you almost just have to laugh. It's like....uggggg!!!! I don't even know!
The thing is, there is just nothing to do at work. Nothing. I maybe work on one or two files a day. That's it. It's so bad, that I even went out and bought puzzle books. I've been sitting at my desk desperately trying to figure out how to play Sudoku (does anyone have a trick? Sudoku is Su-dinkin' hard!!!) You'd think they'd lay me off by now, you know? I mean this is not just a phase, it's been like this for months and months. Since April. (that's when I started this job btw) I seriously don't' know how much more I can take. I'd call in sick, but I haven't accrued any sick time yet...and I really need the money. The worst part of everything is that you know, I sit there all day and twiddle my thumbs...My 2 beautiful children are practically being raised by their grandmother (at least it is her...I have that to be thankful for) But I'm gone for 12 hours a day and do nothing. I've got an hour and a half ~ 2 hours every evening to get in the door, get dinner going, eat, clean up, get baths, put jammies on and get them back in bed. Oh yeah, then after that we do laundry, pick up, take our own showers and then try and get in bed ourselves at a decent hour; so I'm not late to work; so I can twiddle my thumbs for 9 hours...AGAIN. That's the worst part. Sitting there with my thumb up my @$$ (please excuse the vulgarity--just keepin real, you know) knowing there is so much more important stuff I could be doing. And then they go and take away Blogger! So, could you guys all switch over to Typepad for me? LOL!! Just kidding. I'm going to try bloglines to see if that will work, but they block all kinds of stuff out of my email too. buggers.
That's all I got. Pete is at the ranch the rest of the weekend. I think they're stringin' fence today. My mom was here this morning for a while..we had a good little visit. That's it. Nothin else new.
Tuesday, July 17, 2007
I *heart* cowboys
Good Lord. Isn't he the cutest?! Oh, I just want to squeeze him! This is Jake when he was about 18 months old. He got himself in Pete's boots all by himself. I topped him off with daddy's hat
. I dug up this picture last night because I just thought it fit so appropriately!
I just have a thing for cowboys. Every time I see a man in cowboy hat and Wranglers, I get a little tingle. Maybe it's the fact that cowboys are real men. They work hard and they sweat. Maybe it's that they can wrassle a cow to the ground! We live in a pretty suburban area...but Tracy is surrounded by dairy farms, creameries, cattle ranches and alfalfa fields. It's not uncommon to see a stray cow on the road. Or to see a cowboy in Safeway. Which I did last night. This man was so good looking! Good lord. He was dirty, and had leathery tanned skin and a mustache. If he had a southern accent, I might have melted right there. He was way older than me, but men just seem to get more handsome as they get older, you know? Why is that? Do not get me wrong people, I love Pete. And he is HOT. I don't now how I snagged me such a good looking man. But I still have quite an affection for cowboys. Like some women have a thing for guys in uniform (which I like too!). Maybe it was growing up listening to country music. Or the fact that my Pa-Pa had every single John Wayne movie on video. Or maybe that my Pa-Pa himself was a born and raised Texan and he didn't leave the house without his cowboy hat. My dad is a little rough around the edges himself. Really, I think even though I try and deny it, I am a country girl at heart.
. I dug up this picture last night because I just thought it fit so appropriately!I just have a thing for cowboys. Every time I see a man in cowboy hat and Wranglers, I get a little tingle. Maybe it's the fact that cowboys are real men. They work hard and they sweat. Maybe it's that they can wrassle a cow to the ground! We live in a pretty suburban area...but Tracy is surrounded by dairy farms, creameries, cattle ranches and alfalfa fields. It's not uncommon to see a stray cow on the road. Or to see a cowboy in Safeway. Which I did last night. This man was so good looking! Good lord. He was dirty, and had leathery tanned skin and a mustache. If he had a southern accent, I might have melted right there. He was way older than me, but men just seem to get more handsome as they get older, you know? Why is that? Do not get me wrong people, I love Pete. And he is HOT. I don't now how I snagged me such a good looking man. But I still have quite an affection for cowboys. Like some women have a thing for guys in uniform (which I like too!). Maybe it was growing up listening to country music. Or the fact that my Pa-Pa had every single John Wayne movie on video. Or maybe that my Pa-Pa himself was a born and raised Texan and he didn't leave the house without his cowboy hat. My dad is a little rough around the edges himself. Really, I think even though I try and deny it, I am a country girl at heart.
Sunday, July 15, 2007
Just Because...
Here are some pictures just because :o)
I like the lighting on this one...
Jake took this one:
Nothing really to report. Been a lazy, lazy weekend. I was going to go to my dad's but I was just lazy. I didn't want to drive all the way up there by myself. Pete was at the ranch all weekend. (They now have all the post holes dug for the fence.) I did go to the GAP outlet yesterday and scored some capri pants for $6.99. They're Army green, but hello! $6.99. You can not pass a deal like that up. Do you ever have those days where you have some cash burning a hole in your pocket but you just can't find anything to spend it on? Yesterday was kind of like that. I was really going shopping looking for stuff for Megan. She's really growing out of stuff fast. And I haven't gotten my supply of hand-me-downs from my best friend up in Sacramento for a while. But I swear...every baby in Tracy must be her same size. Cuz there was nothing. So I was going for her and ended up with pants for me and flip flops for Jake. Couldn't pass those up either because they had the strap around the back (cuz he just won't wear regular ones) and they were only $3 dollars. Walked out of the GAP with 2 cool things for less than 12 bucks.
We also made the weekly round to Target. Actually, now that I think about it...since I've started my new job I think I go Target 3 or 4 times a week now cuz it's so close to my office. But anyway, I went there for a purpose...to get Jake a new car seat. Megan is still cruising in her infant seat (because I'm lazy and cheap) But she is really, really growing out of that. And, in another month she'll be able to sit front-ways. She needs Jake's seat. And he too, is growing out of his seat. So anyways I've been doing light research...found a good deal on a Graco booster at Target for $50 bucks. So I head strait back to the baby/kids/car seat isle...and wouldn't you know it....They are out of just about every car seat on the isle. Out of the 20 different car seats they had on display...they only had like 2 boxes down below. And both of those were infant seats. So there went that idea. (yes, i did ask someone if they had any in the back...but of course, they did not have the one I wanted)
So, there ya have it. I got nothin! Boring weekend. Hope yours is supercalifradulousticexpialidosious. Not sure how you really spell that. But you know what I mean. :)
I like the lighting on this one...
Jake took this one:
Nothing really to report. Been a lazy, lazy weekend. I was going to go to my dad's but I was just lazy. I didn't want to drive all the way up there by myself. Pete was at the ranch all weekend. (They now have all the post holes dug for the fence.) I did go to the GAP outlet yesterday and scored some capri pants for $6.99. They're Army green, but hello! $6.99. You can not pass a deal like that up. Do you ever have those days where you have some cash burning a hole in your pocket but you just can't find anything to spend it on? Yesterday was kind of like that. I was really going shopping looking for stuff for Megan. She's really growing out of stuff fast. And I haven't gotten my supply of hand-me-downs from my best friend up in Sacramento for a while. But I swear...every baby in Tracy must be her same size. Cuz there was nothing. So I was going for her and ended up with pants for me and flip flops for Jake. Couldn't pass those up either because they had the strap around the back (cuz he just won't wear regular ones) and they were only $3 dollars. Walked out of the GAP with 2 cool things for less than 12 bucks.We also made the weekly round to Target. Actually, now that I think about it...since I've started my new job I think I go Target 3 or 4 times a week now cuz it's so close to my office. But anyway, I went there for a purpose...to get Jake a new car seat. Megan is still cruising in her infant seat (because I'm lazy and cheap) But she is really, really growing out of that. And, in another month she'll be able to sit front-ways. She needs Jake's seat. And he too, is growing out of his seat. So anyways I've been doing light research...found a good deal on a Graco booster at Target for $50 bucks. So I head strait back to the baby/kids/car seat isle...and wouldn't you know it....They are out of just about every car seat on the isle. Out of the 20 different car seats they had on display...they only had like 2 boxes down below. And both of those were infant seats. So there went that idea. (yes, i did ask someone if they had any in the back...but of course, they did not have the one I wanted)
So, there ya have it. I got nothin! Boring weekend. Hope yours is supercalifradulousticexpialidosious. Not sure how you really spell that. But you know what I mean. :)
Friday, July 13, 2007
Not myself yesterday
Do you ever feel like someone or something else has taken over your mind and body? No really. I'm serious. Yesterday I was just not myself. Something else was controlling my brain.
Example 1:
Wednesday night I got my CK magazine in the mail. I flip through it briefly and see an add for the Nikon D40. I think to myself...hmm, I think that's the camera Melissa says she uses. I see they have a special website for this particular camera...they gave it out in a town in SC to 200 people and let them use it. Huh, I think, maybe I'll check that out tomorrow at work. I shut the magazine, put it by my purse so I remember to take it with me the next day, and I go about my evening as usual. So, I get here to work yesterday and of course I've finished my daily duties within the first 20 minutes of my day. So I pull out my mag and start flipping through....And there I see that add once again for the Nikon. So, I pull up the website and start browsing. Then all of a sudden, it was like my brain went, "click", and that extra terrestrial possession took over. All of a sudden my brain was telling me I had to have this camera. No. I NEEEEEDED to have this camera. Now. OCD clicked in and I started completely obsessing over it. I went to every website I could find with reviews, like Consumer Reports and Best Buy and all kinds of other ones. I considered going down to Wolfe Camera on my lunch break to check it out. I started plotting how I was going to obtain said camera. Where could I get the money? Maybe I could apply for a credit card and get it! Yeah!
Ok, wait...let me back up a second.....You might think this is normal behavior. But for me it is SO not. This camera is like $600. I do not spend money. For essentials, yes. Scrapbook stuff, yes, but I haven't bought one SB thing in 2 months. *gasp* I freak out when I go to Target and spend over $100 bucks. I. do. not. spend. money. Especially on frivialise things for myself. I also have this thing were if I can't pay cash for it, then I don't need it. (except for, of course, a house, a car, etc...) I don't have credit cards. So thinking of applying for a credit card just to get something I think I need is just completely out of character for me. fast forward...
So, I'm sitting at my desk and I just can't stop thinking about the camera. I call Pete. He's at work:
Me: Hi. Can I spend $600 dollars?
Pete: Huh?....What? What??! No! I gotta go.
Me: dang it.
We hang up. He didn't even ask me what I wanted to buy. More internet browsing..... Then my mom calls on my work phone:
Me: (in the spirit of every good only child) Mom, could I borrow $600 dollars?
Mom: What for?
Me: a new camera.
Mom: No.
Me: Please?
Mom: No.
Me: But I said please!
Dang it!.........Dang it, dang it! Why does no one understand that i MUST have this camera now?
Well, I still kept thinking about it all day. I talked to Pete about it again when he got home. He actually said I could have it. Just not yet. So now, I've stopped obsessing. He said we could probably get it before we go to Hawaii. *yeah!* We'll see. I might have a panic attack in the store and put it back. ( I do that sort of thing all the time)
Example 2 of brain take over:
Again, this happened yesterday. I'm on my way home (still thinking about the Nikon) and I stop at a red light. The car next to me goes right on through the red light. hey, that guy just ran a red light. I watch the cross traffic go....I watch pedestrians cross the street. The light is still red. And I'm looking right at it. All of a sudden my right foot lifts off the break, moves over to the accelerator and I move forward. I'm in the middle of the intersection when I look up and the light is still blaring red. WTH?!!! I just full on ran that red light after sitting there for like at least 60 seconds. What in the heck possessed me to go? It was so strange. I gasped out loud and looked around. And everyone is staring at me. What was I to do but keep going? Luckily, there was no cross traffic, and there were no pedestrians and about 5 or 6 seconds later the light actually did turn green.
Has this ever happened to you? It was just crazy!
*sigh* That's all I got I guess. Hoping for a good weekend. I think I'm going to go see my dad tomorrow. :)
Example 1:
Wednesday night I got my CK magazine in the mail. I flip through it briefly and see an add for the Nikon D40. I think to myself...hmm, I think that's the camera Melissa says she uses. I see they have a special website for this particular camera...they gave it out in a town in SC to 200 people and let them use it. Huh, I think, maybe I'll check that out tomorrow at work. I shut the magazine, put it by my purse so I remember to take it with me the next day, and I go about my evening as usual. So, I get here to work yesterday and of course I've finished my daily duties within the first 20 minutes of my day. So I pull out my mag and start flipping through....And there I see that add once again for the Nikon. So, I pull up the website and start browsing. Then all of a sudden, it was like my brain went, "click", and that extra terrestrial possession took over. All of a sudden my brain was telling me I had to have this camera. No. I NEEEEEDED to have this camera. Now. OCD clicked in and I started completely obsessing over it. I went to every website I could find with reviews, like Consumer Reports and Best Buy and all kinds of other ones. I considered going down to Wolfe Camera on my lunch break to check it out. I started plotting how I was going to obtain said camera. Where could I get the money? Maybe I could apply for a credit card and get it! Yeah!
Ok, wait...let me back up a second.....You might think this is normal behavior. But for me it is SO not. This camera is like $600. I do not spend money. For essentials, yes. Scrapbook stuff, yes, but I haven't bought one SB thing in 2 months. *gasp* I freak out when I go to Target and spend over $100 bucks. I. do. not. spend. money. Especially on frivialise things for myself. I also have this thing were if I can't pay cash for it, then I don't need it. (except for, of course, a house, a car, etc...) I don't have credit cards. So thinking of applying for a credit card just to get something I think I need is just completely out of character for me. fast forward...
So, I'm sitting at my desk and I just can't stop thinking about the camera. I call Pete. He's at work:
Me: Hi. Can I spend $600 dollars?
Pete: Huh?....What? What??! No! I gotta go.
Me: dang it.
We hang up. He didn't even ask me what I wanted to buy. More internet browsing..... Then my mom calls on my work phone:
Me: (in the spirit of every good only child) Mom, could I borrow $600 dollars?
Mom: What for?
Me: a new camera.
Mom: No.
Me: Please?
Mom: No.
Me: But I said please!
Dang it!.........Dang it, dang it! Why does no one understand that i MUST have this camera now?
Well, I still kept thinking about it all day. I talked to Pete about it again when he got home. He actually said I could have it. Just not yet. So now, I've stopped obsessing. He said we could probably get it before we go to Hawaii. *yeah!* We'll see. I might have a panic attack in the store and put it back. ( I do that sort of thing all the time)
Example 2 of brain take over:
Again, this happened yesterday. I'm on my way home (still thinking about the Nikon) and I stop at a red light. The car next to me goes right on through the red light. hey, that guy just ran a red light. I watch the cross traffic go....I watch pedestrians cross the street. The light is still red. And I'm looking right at it. All of a sudden my right foot lifts off the break, moves over to the accelerator and I move forward. I'm in the middle of the intersection when I look up and the light is still blaring red. WTH?!!! I just full on ran that red light after sitting there for like at least 60 seconds. What in the heck possessed me to go? It was so strange. I gasped out loud and looked around. And everyone is staring at me. What was I to do but keep going? Luckily, there was no cross traffic, and there were no pedestrians and about 5 or 6 seconds later the light actually did turn green.
Has this ever happened to you? It was just crazy!
*sigh* That's all I got I guess. Hoping for a good weekend. I think I'm going to go see my dad tomorrow. :)
Tuesday, July 10, 2007
Too.Much.Coffee.
Blagh. Why do I do this to myself? I've only in the past maybe 2 years or so decided that I like coffee. I am a coffee wimp. For those of you that go to Starbucks and order a Vente anything I say wow. If I order a Grande, that is pushing it. Mostly I can only handle a Tall. Anyways today I got here to work and for some reason I decided I needed 2 cups of coffee. I dont' know. Maybe it's the fact that I think I'm mildly lactose intolerant or just coffee in general is just too harsh for my system. But I'm practically bent over typing this. My tummy is just in knots right now! Note to self: ONE CUP IS ENOUGH. Blagh, blagh, blahg!
I digress...
I almost forgot my friend Ronda tagged me the other day. So here goes. 7 random things about me. (I don't know why, but this was kind of hard!)
1. I have never, ever, ever dyed my hair. Not even highlights. And I'm paranoid to do it. My hair is my one thing. People pay lots of money trying to get this color. Mine is natural so I figure why mess with it?
2. I sound like a little girl. Solicitors call my house and ask if my parents are home. If I'm in a particularly good mood, I'll tell them No, they left three days ago for the store and I haven't seen them since...I'm all alone and really scared. And then I quickly hang up. I'm sure I'll be punished somehow for that one, huh? I know, I'm evil aren't I? Bad Corey!
3. When I was in grade school and Jr. High I played the clarinet. In 7th grade I switched to the bass clarinet. They are huge. I was a nerd. I loved it.
4. I am scared of heights. Like if I'm on a ride at an amusement park, that's ok...But if I'm in a tall building I can't get near a window without feeling dizzy. (and I just happen to work on the 10th floor of this building!) Same thing if I'm in the mall on the 2nd story. Total freak out.
5. I'm also freaked out about escalators. I hate them. I'll ride them, but I have to really concentrate when getting on and off. I'm scared that my shoe lace will get stuck, or I'll trip getting on or off. And then there's the heights factor again. And the dizziness sets in.
6. i love scrapbooking. but you probably already knew that.
7. I had braces for about 4 years. Got them right about the time I started playing the bass clarinet. Great mix...red hair, freckles, braces and a band geek.
Well, that's all I got. I tag anyone who hasn't done this one yet. I know it's been going around for quite a while now. So if you haven't done it yet, DO IT! Cuz I said so. ;o)
I digress...
I almost forgot my friend Ronda tagged me the other day. So here goes. 7 random things about me. (I don't know why, but this was kind of hard!)
1. I have never, ever, ever dyed my hair. Not even highlights. And I'm paranoid to do it. My hair is my one thing. People pay lots of money trying to get this color. Mine is natural so I figure why mess with it?
2. I sound like a little girl. Solicitors call my house and ask if my parents are home. If I'm in a particularly good mood, I'll tell them No, they left three days ago for the store and I haven't seen them since...I'm all alone and really scared. And then I quickly hang up. I'm sure I'll be punished somehow for that one, huh? I know, I'm evil aren't I? Bad Corey!
3. When I was in grade school and Jr. High I played the clarinet. In 7th grade I switched to the bass clarinet. They are huge. I was a nerd. I loved it.
4. I am scared of heights. Like if I'm on a ride at an amusement park, that's ok...But if I'm in a tall building I can't get near a window without feeling dizzy. (and I just happen to work on the 10th floor of this building!) Same thing if I'm in the mall on the 2nd story. Total freak out.
5. I'm also freaked out about escalators. I hate them. I'll ride them, but I have to really concentrate when getting on and off. I'm scared that my shoe lace will get stuck, or I'll trip getting on or off. And then there's the heights factor again. And the dizziness sets in.
6. i love scrapbooking. but you probably already knew that.
7. I had braces for about 4 years. Got them right about the time I started playing the bass clarinet. Great mix...red hair, freckles, braces and a band geek.
Well, that's all I got. I tag anyone who hasn't done this one yet. I know it's been going around for quite a while now. So if you haven't done it yet, DO IT! Cuz I said so. ;o)
Sunday, July 08, 2007
Where, oh where have I been?
Settle in, get a snack...this might be a long one....
So, where have I been? Well, nowhere interesting. Why did I take a break? Well, I thought if I posted one more time about how boring my job is...you all might just think I was crazy. I went back and read some of my older posts and I just thought, wow...I sound so negative. I sound like I'm not a happy person. It just wasn't good. Because really, I AM a happy person. I really am. I was digging through some old stuff and found my journal from 12th grade English class. Dude, seriously, I was like Dang, do I EVER have anything positive to say? I remember my senior year being one of the best of my life...yet there in the journal it sounded like it was horrible. I talked about how bored I was all the time. (Sound familiar!?? ha ha ha!) But I realized something...that's just how I am. I've always used writing as a way of venting. I'm so afraid of confrontation that I tend to bottle up everything inside and let it out here. So anyways, I just needed a break. I needed to just hang out and enjoy life. I needed to relish in the positive and good. I spent time thinking, thinking, thinking. I'm an only child. Only children are great thinkers! I spent time reading, and scouring the Internet for creative inspiration, cuz that's kind of been a no-go lately too. I tried my hand at some art cards.
I really liked my first one, but uh after that one I just couldn't do any more. We had BBQ last weekend and hung out with good friends. (here's Pete with his mouth wide open and a farmers tan. And Megan center stage on the table)
We haven't done that in forever. It was really fun. On Wednesday (4th of July) it was just us. Just me and Pete and the kids. And that was really fun too. We just hung out and enjoyed the company of each other. It took some coaxing, but I finally got Pete to go up to the pool. (There's Jake with his silly floatation device that does absolutely nothing....especially since he will hardly get in the water!)
We just had fun. Together.
So, where have I been? Well, nowhere interesting. Why did I take a break? Well, I thought if I posted one more time about how boring my job is...you all might just think I was crazy. I went back and read some of my older posts and I just thought, wow...I sound so negative. I sound like I'm not a happy person. It just wasn't good. Because really, I AM a happy person. I really am. I was digging through some old stuff and found my journal from 12th grade English class. Dude, seriously, I was like Dang, do I EVER have anything positive to say? I remember my senior year being one of the best of my life...yet there in the journal it sounded like it was horrible. I talked about how bored I was all the time. (Sound familiar!?? ha ha ha!) But I realized something...that's just how I am. I've always used writing as a way of venting. I'm so afraid of confrontation that I tend to bottle up everything inside and let it out here. So anyways, I just needed a break. I needed to just hang out and enjoy life. I needed to relish in the positive and good. I spent time thinking, thinking, thinking. I'm an only child. Only children are great thinkers! I spent time reading, and scouring the Internet for creative inspiration, cuz that's kind of been a no-go lately too. I tried my hand at some art cards.
I really liked my first one, but uh after that one I just couldn't do any more. We had BBQ last weekend and hung out with good friends. (here's Pete with his mouth wide open and a farmers tan. And Megan center stage on the table) We haven't done that in forever. It was really fun. On Wednesday (4th of July) it was just us. Just me and Pete and the kids. And that was really fun too. We just hung out and enjoyed the company of each other. It took some coaxing, but I finally got Pete to go up to the pool. (There's Jake with his silly floatation device that does absolutely nothing....especially since he will hardly get in the water!)We just had fun. Together.And then there's me... (not bad, eh? I've lost about 15 pounds since January. Yeah for me!)
I've been thinking of my upcoming birthday. Yes it's the big 3-0. Dude, I have no idea what my problem is, but I can't even say it out loud. I can't even write it. One of my good friends had her birthday in January and it was like I could barley wish her a happy birthday. That is horrible isn't it? How selfish am I? Jeez. But in my mind it was like if I acknowledged that SHE was 30 then I had to accept the fact that I too was going to be 30. I certainly don't want to be 20 again. That is for sure. It was a fun time then, but I'm over it. I'd take 25 in a heart beat I suppose, or 26 because I was a mommy by then. And surely, I wouldn't give that up for anything. I've been married for 7 years. I've owned 2 houses, and I have a good job. I've been an adult for quite a while. But for some reason 30 seems like the point of no return. It's like once you hit 30 that's it. You have to be responsible and be a real grown up. At least that's what my head thinks. I know in my heart it doesn't really matter. I'm a firm believer in "you're only as old as you feel". And I don't feel much older than say...... 26 :o) I've been thinking of what's to come in the next 10 years. And I've decided that my 30's are really going to be great. I have 2 little kids that are going to grow up to be teenagers in the next 10 years. I remember how much I loved being a kid and I totally have that to look forward to with my kids. I've got little league, and soccer and ballet and piano lessons; summer vacations, kindergarten, and school plays all to look forward to. The last few years have been tough. You know, car seats and strollers and bottles and diapers. That's all about to go away. Yes, I've enjoyed it all but I feel like there's a whole new beginning out there waiting. So, I've accepted it. 25 days from now I will celebrate happily, the first anniversary of my 29th birthday!
Anyways, I need to get to bed. So more later I suppose.
Here's to enjoying life!
Wednesday, July 04, 2007
tick,tock...
30 days till the 1st anniversary of my 29th birthday. *sigh*
Still officially on my blog break as I don't have anything inspiring to talk about. I've been working on a few things though...
Happy 4th of July everyone!! Today is my favorite holiday and I plan on making a good day out of it. Even if someone (a.k.a. PETE) is being a party pooper right now.
Still officially on my blog break as I don't have anything inspiring to talk about. I've been working on a few things though...
Happy 4th of July everyone!! Today is my favorite holiday and I plan on making a good day out of it. Even if someone (a.k.a. PETE) is being a party pooper right now.
Friday, June 29, 2007
Tuesday, June 26, 2007
Tagged...
I've been tagged! Thanks Melissa for keeping me occupied at work!
1. WERE YOU NAMED AFTER ANYONE?My great grandma was named Cora.
2. WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME YOU CRIED?mmmmmm...I don't remember but it was probably yesterday.
3. DO YOU LIKE YOUR HANDWRITING?Most of the time.
4. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE LUNCH MEAT? Turkey
5. DO YOU HAVE KIDS? Yep 2. Jake and Megan
6. IF YOU WERE ANOTHER PERSON WOULD YOU BE FRIENDS WITH YOU?Totally yes because I'm really cool
7. DO YOU USE SARCASM A LOT? see #6 but honestly, not a whole lot.
8. DO YOU STILL HAVE YOUR TONSILS? Yep
9. WOULD YOU BUNGEE JUMP? Never ever, ever. Not in a million years
10. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE CEREAL? I don't really like cereal but if I have to...something boring like Special K
11. DO YOU UNTIE YOUR SHOES WHEN YOU TAKE THEM OFF? heck no. Does anyone?
12. DO YOU THINK YOU ARE STRONG? Not at all.
13. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE ICE CREAM? Vanilla. boring huh?
14. WHAT IS THE FIRST THING YOU NOTICE ABOUT PEOPLE? Teeth
15. RED OR PINK? Today? Pink. Tomorrow maybe red
16. WHAT IS THE LEAST FAVORITE THING ABOUT YOURSELF? I'm too sensitive
17. WHO DO YOU MISS THE MOST? My Grandma
18. DO YOU WANT EVERYONE TO SEND THIS BACK TO YOU? Sure, why not!
19. WHAT COLOR PANTS AND SHOES ARE YOU WEARING? No pants. I'm wearing a black skirt and black shoes.
20. WHAT WAS THE LAST THING YOU ATE? Southwest Chicken Salad from McDonalds. Not bad. But that was yesterday at lunch. Yeah, I'm kinda hungry now.
21. WHAT ARE YOU LISTENING TO RIGHT NOW? People in my office talking...Keybords clicking.
22. IF YOU WHERE A CRAYON, WHAT COLOR WOULD YOU BE? Orange
23. FAVORITE SMELLS? Pete's face after he shaves. My kids fresh out of the tub.
24. WHO WAS THE LAST PERSON YOU TALKED TO ON THE PHONE? Somebody from L.A...work related
25. DO YOU LIKE THE PERSON WHO SENT THIS TO YOU? Totally, she rocks!
26. FAVORITE SPORTS TO WATCH? Basketball
27. HAIR COLOR? Red
28. EYE COLOR? Brown
29. DO YOU WEAR CONTACTS? Nope
30. FAVORITE FOOD? Mexican.
31. SCARY MOVIES OR HAPPY ENDINGS? Scarry movies with happy endings. I totally like both
32. LAST MOVIE YOU WATCHED? Flicka
33. WHAT COLOR SHIRT ARE YOU WEARING? White
34. SUMMER OR WINTER? 100% SUMMER. I HATE to be cold
35. HUGS OR KISSES? hugs
37. MOST LIKELY TO RESPOND? ummm I don't know. Who ever is bored like me.
38. LEAST LIKELY TO RESPOND? Jude. Because she takes forever between posts! :o)
39. WHAT BOOK ARE YOU READING NOW? ummm I think it's called Vanished. I can't remember who wrote it. But it's really good! I'm almost done with it.
40. WHAT IS ON YOUR MOUSE PAD? Apparently, my company is too cheap for mouse pads. 41. WHAT DID YOU WATCH ON T.V. LAST NIGHT? Nothing. :o)
42. FAVORITE SOUND? my kids laughing at eachother
43. ROLLING STONES OR BEATLES? Totally Beatles. But like before Srgt. Pepper. "Yesterday" will always be one of my favorite songs
44. WHAT IS THE FARTHEST YOU HAVE BEEN FROM HOME? Washington DC
45. DO YOU HAVE A SPECIAL TALENT? ummm I don't know. My thumbs are double jointed. 46. WHERE WERE YOU BORN? North Hollywood, CA.
47. WHAT SUPERPOWER WOULD YOU LIKE? me and Jake both would like to be able to fling webs at eachother like Spiderman.
I tag............BEM and Carla
1. WERE YOU NAMED AFTER ANYONE?My great grandma was named Cora.
2. WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME YOU CRIED?mmmmmm...I don't remember but it was probably yesterday.
3. DO YOU LIKE YOUR HANDWRITING?Most of the time.
4. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE LUNCH MEAT? Turkey
5. DO YOU HAVE KIDS? Yep 2. Jake and Megan
6. IF YOU WERE ANOTHER PERSON WOULD YOU BE FRIENDS WITH YOU?Totally yes because I'm really cool
7. DO YOU USE SARCASM A LOT? see #6 but honestly, not a whole lot.
8. DO YOU STILL HAVE YOUR TONSILS? Yep
9. WOULD YOU BUNGEE JUMP? Never ever, ever. Not in a million years
10. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE CEREAL? I don't really like cereal but if I have to...something boring like Special K
11. DO YOU UNTIE YOUR SHOES WHEN YOU TAKE THEM OFF? heck no. Does anyone?
12. DO YOU THINK YOU ARE STRONG? Not at all.
13. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE ICE CREAM? Vanilla. boring huh?
14. WHAT IS THE FIRST THING YOU NOTICE ABOUT PEOPLE? Teeth
15. RED OR PINK? Today? Pink. Tomorrow maybe red
16. WHAT IS THE LEAST FAVORITE THING ABOUT YOURSELF? I'm too sensitive
17. WHO DO YOU MISS THE MOST? My Grandma
18. DO YOU WANT EVERYONE TO SEND THIS BACK TO YOU? Sure, why not!
19. WHAT COLOR PANTS AND SHOES ARE YOU WEARING? No pants. I'm wearing a black skirt and black shoes.
20. WHAT WAS THE LAST THING YOU ATE? Southwest Chicken Salad from McDonalds. Not bad. But that was yesterday at lunch. Yeah, I'm kinda hungry now.
21. WHAT ARE YOU LISTENING TO RIGHT NOW? People in my office talking...Keybords clicking.
22. IF YOU WHERE A CRAYON, WHAT COLOR WOULD YOU BE? Orange
23. FAVORITE SMELLS? Pete's face after he shaves. My kids fresh out of the tub.
24. WHO WAS THE LAST PERSON YOU TALKED TO ON THE PHONE? Somebody from L.A...work related
25. DO YOU LIKE THE PERSON WHO SENT THIS TO YOU? Totally, she rocks!
26. FAVORITE SPORTS TO WATCH? Basketball
27. HAIR COLOR? Red
28. EYE COLOR? Brown
29. DO YOU WEAR CONTACTS? Nope
30. FAVORITE FOOD? Mexican.
31. SCARY MOVIES OR HAPPY ENDINGS? Scarry movies with happy endings. I totally like both
32. LAST MOVIE YOU WATCHED? Flicka
33. WHAT COLOR SHIRT ARE YOU WEARING? White
34. SUMMER OR WINTER? 100% SUMMER. I HATE to be cold
35. HUGS OR KISSES? hugs
37. MOST LIKELY TO RESPOND? ummm I don't know. Who ever is bored like me.
38. LEAST LIKELY TO RESPOND? Jude. Because she takes forever between posts! :o)
39. WHAT BOOK ARE YOU READING NOW? ummm I think it's called Vanished. I can't remember who wrote it. But it's really good! I'm almost done with it.
40. WHAT IS ON YOUR MOUSE PAD? Apparently, my company is too cheap for mouse pads. 41. WHAT DID YOU WATCH ON T.V. LAST NIGHT? Nothing. :o)
42. FAVORITE SOUND? my kids laughing at eachother
43. ROLLING STONES OR BEATLES? Totally Beatles. But like before Srgt. Pepper. "Yesterday" will always be one of my favorite songs
44. WHAT IS THE FARTHEST YOU HAVE BEEN FROM HOME? Washington DC
45. DO YOU HAVE A SPECIAL TALENT? ummm I don't know. My thumbs are double jointed. 46. WHERE WERE YOU BORN? North Hollywood, CA.
47. WHAT SUPERPOWER WOULD YOU LIKE? me and Jake both would like to be able to fling webs at eachother like Spiderman.
I tag............BEM and Carla
Thursday, June 21, 2007
So, I've really been trying to persevere through the boredom today and not post. Not because I didn't want to post, but because I don't want to bore you all or make you all think I'm a boring or unhappy person. Sometimes it's so much easier to see negative things. Why IS that? It should totally be opposite. There are so many good things right in front of us. I've been searching online all day. I've been looking at container gardens. Gardens in general are just inspirational. It's living art, really. I've been looking at container gardens because I live in a very small space. My house is large enough....but the space IT dwells in is not. We don't have too much yard, it's really just a small patio. I've really been wanting to spruce it up. It's dusty and dirty out there. And the plants I do have look a little bleak. I am no green thumb. That would be my mother. But I think gardening in containers...such as terra cotta pots and things like that might be something I could tackle. I have been able to keep my african violet alive for 2 years now...and it blooms profusely all the time. Everyone I know always says their african violets never bloom. I figure I must be doing something right. Right? So anyways, that's on my list of to-do's. That list, by the way, seems to grow bigger everyday. I have a list for so many things. List of scrapbook pages, list of new artsy things I want to try, list of things to buy, list of places to go, and looky here....here's a list of lists. See how easily lists are created? My list of creative things to do has just been growing and growing. Partly from this nothing to do all day and then combined with the power of the internet. So much coolness out there. Like this. Most of you crafty ones have probably been to this blog before. But if you haven't...its pretty neat. These two ladies live on different coasts and every day they post a picture of their morning. Just pictures. No words. In all my boredom today, I browsed through all 150 (or something like that) days. It's amazing how something so mundane can be so visually beautiful and inspiring. And then there is this. Daily art cards. Really, really cool. And my friend Kim has been doing some of her own. This last one is super cute! Sitting here all day with nothing to do, sure makes me dream about all things I could be doing! I keep thinking I could tackle these art cards, but so far I have yet to start any. And of course there is Kal. My goodness. Nuff said. Right now as I type this, I've got 10 different things going through my head about different projects I want to do. I'm meant for more than this. I just know it. If I think lightly about the first 6 months of 2007, I'd probably not have very many positive things to say about this year. But truly, when I really think about, this year has really been a lot about self discovery for me. I'm really learning about who I want to be and what I really want to do. (when I grow up! ha ha ha!)
Well, I guess I better be off. I just got a call from my MIL. Jake just threw up. *ugh* i don't get it. I don't know what it is wrong.
Well, I guess I better be off. I just got a call from my MIL. Jake just threw up. *ugh* i don't get it. I don't know what it is wrong.
Wednesday, June 20, 2007
there's no such thing
Did you know....there really is no such thing as the stomach flu. Really. It's true. I just Googled it.
I stayed home the last to days with sick kids that did not have the stomach flu. They were throwing up and had diarrhea...but they did not have the stomach flu. All Google searches came up with a clear answer that there is no such thing. That the "flu" is a respiratory condition caused by a virus. Stomach "flu" is also caused by a virus....but not the same virus. Ok jeeze! But come on....don't we all still call it the flu? A bug is a bug, is a bug...know what I mean? So what if we call it the flu? Why do we have to be so technical all the time? I came back to work this morning and miss know it all had to clearly point out that there was no such thing as the stomach flu. So what. Whatever. Yeah, she's right and I'm ok with that. But seriously why do we have to be so technical? I worked with a guy once that was like that. I was talking about ice cream and how I've always loved rainbow sherbert. I wasn't even talking to him...but he had to turn around and butt in and let me know that sherbert is not ice cream, it's sherbert and that it's not sherBERT it's really sherBET. Then he turned around to his computer, brought up Microsoft Word and typed in both and did spell check. He was right it really is sherBET. He even went to Baskin and Robins website to prove it to me. But don't we all call it sherBERT? Everyone I know (except him) calls it sherbert. Who cares anyway?! If you're right, you're right...and I'm ok with that. But like I said...do you really care that much?
So yeah, both kids have been sick all weekend. It started with Megan on Friday. When I woke her up she had thrown up in her bed. I just thought it was random....it had been pretty hot so I thought maybe she'd gotten over heated or something. But later that night she had gotten diarrhea. And she's had it ever since. And Sunday Jake threw up. And then again last night. And I was sick Sunday too. I took them to the doctor yesterday and was told that Megan's issues were due to teething. Ummmm...I know that teething can cause the diarrhea, but like this?? (I won't go into details...i'm sure you can imagine....it's bad, really bad.) Come on people. I know there's nothing they could do anyways. A virus just has to run it's course. I know it.
So I'm back to work today...even though the I don't think they are all better. Is it horrible to admit that I needed a break from the poo and vomit and whining and crying? Does that make me a bad mother? If it's really bad my MIL will call me and I of course will come running.
Before the sickies started on Sunday, my MIL and I took the kids and 2 of my nieces up to the pool. Jake actually got in and had a good time! Before the afternoon was over, he actually was jumping off the side if one of us was there to catch him! Such an improvement from the day before. Well, a complete 180* to be honest! I knew it would just be a matter of time. It was so good to see him actually having fun. He even practiced his kicking and blowing bubbles. So we're getting there! Baby steps.
I have nothing else interesting to report! I hope everyone is better by this weekend so we can go to the pool again.
I stayed home the last to days with sick kids that did not have the stomach flu. They were throwing up and had diarrhea...but they did not have the stomach flu. All Google searches came up with a clear answer that there is no such thing. That the "flu" is a respiratory condition caused by a virus. Stomach "flu" is also caused by a virus....but not the same virus. Ok jeeze! But come on....don't we all still call it the flu? A bug is a bug, is a bug...know what I mean? So what if we call it the flu? Why do we have to be so technical all the time? I came back to work this morning and miss know it all had to clearly point out that there was no such thing as the stomach flu. So what. Whatever. Yeah, she's right and I'm ok with that. But seriously why do we have to be so technical? I worked with a guy once that was like that. I was talking about ice cream and how I've always loved rainbow sherbert. I wasn't even talking to him...but he had to turn around and butt in and let me know that sherbert is not ice cream, it's sherbert and that it's not sherBERT it's really sherBET. Then he turned around to his computer, brought up Microsoft Word and typed in both and did spell check. He was right it really is sherBET. He even went to Baskin and Robins website to prove it to me. But don't we all call it sherBERT? Everyone I know (except him) calls it sherbert. Who cares anyway?! If you're right, you're right...and I'm ok with that. But like I said...do you really care that much?
So yeah, both kids have been sick all weekend. It started with Megan on Friday. When I woke her up she had thrown up in her bed. I just thought it was random....it had been pretty hot so I thought maybe she'd gotten over heated or something. But later that night she had gotten diarrhea. And she's had it ever since. And Sunday Jake threw up. And then again last night. And I was sick Sunday too. I took them to the doctor yesterday and was told that Megan's issues were due to teething. Ummmm...I know that teething can cause the diarrhea, but like this?? (I won't go into details...i'm sure you can imagine....it's bad, really bad.) Come on people. I know there's nothing they could do anyways. A virus just has to run it's course. I know it.
So I'm back to work today...even though the I don't think they are all better. Is it horrible to admit that I needed a break from the poo and vomit and whining and crying? Does that make me a bad mother? If it's really bad my MIL will call me and I of course will come running.
Before the sickies started on Sunday, my MIL and I took the kids and 2 of my nieces up to the pool. Jake actually got in and had a good time! Before the afternoon was over, he actually was jumping off the side if one of us was there to catch him! Such an improvement from the day before. Well, a complete 180* to be honest! I knew it would just be a matter of time. It was so good to see him actually having fun. He even practiced his kicking and blowing bubbles. So we're getting there! Baby steps.
I have nothing else interesting to report! I hope everyone is better by this weekend so we can go to the pool again.
Saturday, June 16, 2007
The boy and his red shoes...
Do you see these silly things? Yes, that would be my son, Jake and his new red Salt Water sandals. So, he and Megan and cousin Blake were hanging out with Grandma Ruth (Pete's mom) on Friday. I bought Jake 2 pairs of really cute flip-flops in the beginning of summer and he refuses to wear them. SO he's been wearing his old tennies with out socks. Yeah he's not into socks right now either. What is a mother to do?! Anyways, Friday he, Blake and Megan all go to the park with Grandma...he gets in the car and takes his shoes off. "eeeww" he says. "My feet TINK!" Well, duh...sweaty feet in tennies with no socks equal tinky feet! So Grandma takes them all to the shoe store and this is what they come home with. Red shoes. I guess it was Blake who picked them out...because of course, he had to have new shoes too. Oh, they had other colors...navy blue, brown, tan. But no, they had to have red. And they both think these are the best shoes any boy could ever have! Grandma took them to the pool and they wouldn't even take them off to get in the water. I'm not saying they're horrible or anything. But why red? Red just doesn't go with everything like blue or brown would! *sigh* Oh well. My cute boy and his red shoes! Whatcha gonna do? 
And this little girl...She's on the move! She's been crawling around like crazy for the last 3 weeks or so. I swear, she's just turned into a big girl over night. She's into everything. Of course. I found her in the bathroom the other day chewing on a q-tip. Nice. How is it that I've forgotten about all the baby things, babies do? Not only is she crawling, but she's pulling up on everything. I found her standing in her crib the other day. How could this be? She is my sweet baby! She's still in the infant seat in the car (because I'm too cheap to by a new car seat) but she's been sitting up in the shopping cart now....and pulling everything she can reach off the shelf at Safeway. Seriously, when did she become a baby, baby? A grown up baby? THEN, I go in her room the other night...just to peek in on her before I go to bed. I peek over the crib and there she is sleeping on her tummy! I'm that parent who does just what the doctor tells you and puts her babies on their backs to sleep. I know we all slept on our tummies, but those Dr's and nurses can really scare the crap out of a first time mom. So Jake and Meg both were put to sleep on their backs. BUT they both really liked to sleep that way. Anyways, she's been able to roll over since she was 3 months old. But it just shocked me to see her sleeping on her tummy. She's never done that before. And she looked so wonderfully content. I just can not believe she's going to be one in two and a half months.
I'll leave you with this pic...this is Jake at the pool today. And consequently, this is what he looks like every time I've taken him to the pool. What a grouch. But the funniest thing is, every time we get home, he tells me how much fun the pool was. Tell me, how is moping around and not getting wet fun? Who knows. But I'm just going to keep taking him there. One day he will get in! LOL!! 
P.S. I took Megan in the big pool with me today and she absolutely loved it!
Wednesday, June 13, 2007
I should know better than to eat.
Seriously. I need to remember that certain things like cream cheese and sweet coffee and ice cream tear up my tummy! I can't help it though. When someone brings fresh bagels into the office are you not supposed to partake in the eating of said bagel? How can you possibly pass by without snagging a bite?
Yes, this would be more ramblings of my bored brain. I'm warning you now! First, note to Jude: I laughed so hard when I read your comment yesterday! I so wish I could do that! She said to make my job more interesting, I should enter things wrong in the computer just so I could go back and fix them! Dude, if I had something to actually input into the computer, I would be all over that! I've had a tiny bit more to do today than yesterday. And it's almost 2:30 so that's a good thing.
2 oddly funny things...#1: I went to Baja Fresh for lunch today. I love mexican food. I could eat it every day. Anyway, so yeah, there was this pretty little Latina girl at the counter taking my order. I was looking at her make up. She had sparkly brown and white eye shadow in like perfect triangles and then painted on black eye liner that went way past her actual eye. But that wasn't what got me. I'm standing there looking at her going "what is so odd about this girl??" I couldn't quite figure it out. I gave her my money, stepped back and then all of a sudden it hit me. She was completely eyebrow-less! She had NO eye brows. Not even painted on ones. All I could think about was the last episode of Greys Anatomy...Where Christina turns around and says something like "Mother got me" to Meridith. I can't remember the exact quote, but if you watch the show, you know exactly what I'm talking about. She turns around and her eye brows are gone, just like Burkes mother. So funny. So that's all I could think of when I looked at this girl and I couldn't help but snicker just a bit.
Oddly funny thing #2: Well, maybe this isn't really funny. But it is odd. And forgive me for the crudeness of it. I'm talking about bathrooms....public bathrooms. Do you ever wonder what the heck people do in there? So we share a bathroom with about 5 other suites on this floor of our building. I go in there to do my business, and one stall is currently occupied. I give the girl in there the courtesy of the "one stall in-between rule". Does anyone else do that besides me? If there is clearly room for an open stall in between me and the other person i'll go to the next stall over just so we both have a little more privacy. Anyways I'm sitting there and I hear a muffled sound of the toilet flushing. She's still sitting. Ok. Whatever. Then I hear the unrolling of the toilet paper holder. some more muffled sounds....then here we go with the paper again. I'm done by this point, I flush and get ready to exit the stall. Then I hear more unrolling of toilet paper. What in the heck is she doing with all that TP? Do I really want to know? No, I decide. I do not. But I stood there, washed my hands, I even lingered there a bit messing with my hair to see if she'd come out, or at least flush. Nope, just more unrolling of the TP again. Ok, have I lost you all now? You all think I'm crazy don't you? I DID warn you, didn't I? I know there are certain circumstances where a little extra TP might be necessary, but I don't think there was any left on the roll when she was done. Am I the only one that thinks these things? I'm a total bathroom snob aren't I? I'm sorry if you're the girl with all the TP.
Yes, this would be more ramblings of my bored brain. I'm warning you now! First, note to Jude: I laughed so hard when I read your comment yesterday! I so wish I could do that! She said to make my job more interesting, I should enter things wrong in the computer just so I could go back and fix them! Dude, if I had something to actually input into the computer, I would be all over that! I've had a tiny bit more to do today than yesterday. And it's almost 2:30 so that's a good thing.
2 oddly funny things...#1: I went to Baja Fresh for lunch today. I love mexican food. I could eat it every day. Anyway, so yeah, there was this pretty little Latina girl at the counter taking my order. I was looking at her make up. She had sparkly brown and white eye shadow in like perfect triangles and then painted on black eye liner that went way past her actual eye. But that wasn't what got me. I'm standing there looking at her going "what is so odd about this girl??" I couldn't quite figure it out. I gave her my money, stepped back and then all of a sudden it hit me. She was completely eyebrow-less! She had NO eye brows. Not even painted on ones. All I could think about was the last episode of Greys Anatomy...Where Christina turns around and says something like "Mother got me" to Meridith. I can't remember the exact quote, but if you watch the show, you know exactly what I'm talking about. She turns around and her eye brows are gone, just like Burkes mother. So funny. So that's all I could think of when I looked at this girl and I couldn't help but snicker just a bit.
Oddly funny thing #2: Well, maybe this isn't really funny. But it is odd. And forgive me for the crudeness of it. I'm talking about bathrooms....public bathrooms. Do you ever wonder what the heck people do in there? So we share a bathroom with about 5 other suites on this floor of our building. I go in there to do my business, and one stall is currently occupied. I give the girl in there the courtesy of the "one stall in-between rule". Does anyone else do that besides me? If there is clearly room for an open stall in between me and the other person i'll go to the next stall over just so we both have a little more privacy. Anyways I'm sitting there and I hear a muffled sound of the toilet flushing. She's still sitting. Ok. Whatever. Then I hear the unrolling of the toilet paper holder. some more muffled sounds....then here we go with the paper again. I'm done by this point, I flush and get ready to exit the stall. Then I hear more unrolling of toilet paper. What in the heck is she doing with all that TP? Do I really want to know? No, I decide. I do not. But I stood there, washed my hands, I even lingered there a bit messing with my hair to see if she'd come out, or at least flush. Nope, just more unrolling of the TP again. Ok, have I lost you all now? You all think I'm crazy don't you? I DID warn you, didn't I? I know there are certain circumstances where a little extra TP might be necessary, but I don't think there was any left on the roll when she was done. Am I the only one that thinks these things? I'm a total bathroom snob aren't I? I'm sorry if you're the girl with all the TP.
Tuesday, June 12, 2007
I've run out of things
to Google. Is that even possible?! LOL! Super boring week here at work. Michelle is even on vacation. She is my counterpart so I have to do her work too. And she obviously has none to do either. Could you imagine if she were here? I'm sure we'd be arguing about something! LOL!!
Yep, I have totally nothing new to report...so forgive me for the random ramblings of my brain. A few of you asked about the ranch stuff being stolen and insurance...Well, I'm not entirely sure, but I would assume it's all covered by insurance. But I know it takes a while to get the claim in and the money back. And who knows if we'll get all that it was worth, you know? I don't really know too much about it. But we're moving on...there's not much else to do. Pete as taken a real positive attitude about it and is just going to keep going. He really would like to know who did it though. He's one to easily trust people, but I think we've learned the hard way that you can't always be that way.
Today I'm inspired by this. Really good stuff here. I'm going to the dollar store at lunch to see if I can find me a notebook to start. I've been thinking about it for a while now, just never did it The first thing I want to put in it is a copy of that newsletter and who knows what kind of treasures I can find at the dollar store!
Jake and I are going to attempt the pool again tonight. I think he thought that is was HIS pool and maybe he didn't expect other people to be there? I don't know. He's also like me though, he does NOT like to be cold. The wind was blowing pretty good on Sunday so maybe he thought he'd be cold when he got out. And for sure he would have been! It's supposed to be warmer today and I think (hopefully) the wind will die down. We'll see what happens.
See, I told ya, nothing new here!
I'm starving...going to go see what I can dig up for lunch!
Yep, I have totally nothing new to report...so forgive me for the random ramblings of my brain. A few of you asked about the ranch stuff being stolen and insurance...Well, I'm not entirely sure, but I would assume it's all covered by insurance. But I know it takes a while to get the claim in and the money back. And who knows if we'll get all that it was worth, you know? I don't really know too much about it. But we're moving on...there's not much else to do. Pete as taken a real positive attitude about it and is just going to keep going. He really would like to know who did it though. He's one to easily trust people, but I think we've learned the hard way that you can't always be that way.
Today I'm inspired by this. Really good stuff here. I'm going to the dollar store at lunch to see if I can find me a notebook to start. I've been thinking about it for a while now, just never did it The first thing I want to put in it is a copy of that newsletter and who knows what kind of treasures I can find at the dollar store!
Jake and I are going to attempt the pool again tonight. I think he thought that is was HIS pool and maybe he didn't expect other people to be there? I don't know. He's also like me though, he does NOT like to be cold. The wind was blowing pretty good on Sunday so maybe he thought he'd be cold when he got out. And for sure he would have been! It's supposed to be warmer today and I think (hopefully) the wind will die down. We'll see what happens.
See, I told ya, nothing new here!
I'm starving...going to go see what I can dig up for lunch!
Monday, June 11, 2007
Monday, Monday...
Back to the grind. I'm ready for a vacation...or a weekend something. Like camping. I love camping. Didn't go last year because of the baby in the belly. Funny thing about starting a new job. You lose all seniority and you can't use any vacation till you've been there for 6 months. Poop. That means all summer I got nothin! 3 more months until Hawaii!!! But, I'm hoping to plan maybe a little weekend get away sometime soon.
I had high hopes for this weekend. You know, a little family time, good food, sunshine...that sort of thing. Well, it didn't turn out exactly like I planned. It wasn't really a bad weekend....But it could have been better. Our community pool opened on Saturday. They were having a big grand opening with a BBQ and prizes and all kinds of fun stuff. We were all anticipating it all week. So Saturday came and Pete and Jake got up to go to the ranch. The plan was, go up there, feed the animals, and come right back in time to go up to the pool by 1 o'clock. So Megan and I hung out all morning. I felt a slight head ache coming on, but decided to ignore it. I got her to take a nap so she'd be refreshed for the afternoon. Then right about 1...the phone rings. It's Pete. He says they're not going to be able to make it. "Why? What happened??" Well, someone broke into the ranch. Someone stole about 10-15 thousand dollars worth of tools, equipment, the ranch truck and a motorcycle. I could not freaking believe it. I felt so bad for him. The last 8 months of blood, sweat and tears....all for what? For some one to come and take it all away? Talk about being kicked in the gut. The worst thing is, it was probably someone we know. It had to have been. They new what they were coming for. They knew what was there. I mean this ranch is SO far out in the middle of no where. The house and barn sit at least a half mile off the road. This wasn't some random burglary. It's just such a sinking feeling. But we're not going to let it get us down. What can you do, right? So, we'll just keep moving on.
The slight head ache I mentioned earlier, quickly turned into a massive migraine. The kind where you feel kind of sick to your stomach. But Megan wouldn't allow mommy to be sick, so I took her for a walk up to the pool. I got our keys and talked to a few neighbors and then just headed back home. Jake and Pete didn't get home until after 9....exhausted and dirty from head to toe.
Sunday was church and that was about it. In the afternoon I took Jake up to the pool. We get up there, walk in the gate and the little bugger decides he doesn't want to go. Man, that ticked me off! I don't know why, but he'd been talking about it all day, then we get there and he wouldn't even put one toe in. I'm going to try again this weekend. I think he might have been overwhelmed with how big it is and all the people. So we'll see what happens with that. I want him to learn how to swim!
Anyway, so that's about all that's going on around here. Not too exciting, huh?
Wishing you all a happy day.
I had high hopes for this weekend. You know, a little family time, good food, sunshine...that sort of thing. Well, it didn't turn out exactly like I planned. It wasn't really a bad weekend....But it could have been better. Our community pool opened on Saturday. They were having a big grand opening with a BBQ and prizes and all kinds of fun stuff. We were all anticipating it all week. So Saturday came and Pete and Jake got up to go to the ranch. The plan was, go up there, feed the animals, and come right back in time to go up to the pool by 1 o'clock. So Megan and I hung out all morning. I felt a slight head ache coming on, but decided to ignore it. I got her to take a nap so she'd be refreshed for the afternoon. Then right about 1...the phone rings. It's Pete. He says they're not going to be able to make it. "Why? What happened??" Well, someone broke into the ranch. Someone stole about 10-15 thousand dollars worth of tools, equipment, the ranch truck and a motorcycle. I could not freaking believe it. I felt so bad for him. The last 8 months of blood, sweat and tears....all for what? For some one to come and take it all away? Talk about being kicked in the gut. The worst thing is, it was probably someone we know. It had to have been. They new what they were coming for. They knew what was there. I mean this ranch is SO far out in the middle of no where. The house and barn sit at least a half mile off the road. This wasn't some random burglary. It's just such a sinking feeling. But we're not going to let it get us down. What can you do, right? So, we'll just keep moving on.
The slight head ache I mentioned earlier, quickly turned into a massive migraine. The kind where you feel kind of sick to your stomach. But Megan wouldn't allow mommy to be sick, so I took her for a walk up to the pool. I got our keys and talked to a few neighbors and then just headed back home. Jake and Pete didn't get home until after 9....exhausted and dirty from head to toe.
Sunday was church and that was about it. In the afternoon I took Jake up to the pool. We get up there, walk in the gate and the little bugger decides he doesn't want to go. Man, that ticked me off! I don't know why, but he'd been talking about it all day, then we get there and he wouldn't even put one toe in. I'm going to try again this weekend. I think he might have been overwhelmed with how big it is and all the people. So we'll see what happens with that. I want him to learn how to swim!
Anyway, so that's about all that's going on around here. Not too exciting, huh?
Wishing you all a happy day.
Wednesday, June 06, 2007
Layouts to share
Just a quick post to show these two new pages. I really love them both. The first is of mothers day in San Francisco. Check it out...14 pictures on one page. Cool. Took journaling strait from the blog here and it's on that little tag behind the main picture.
This one is just a fun one of Megan in January at about 5 months old. I love the way it turned out. Thanks Carla, for the inspiration for tearing! :D
That's about it for now. I seem to be in a better mood. Feeling really creative lately and I love that thanks to all my girls I get tons of inspiration every day. Feeling better about work too. I'm thinking maybe I caused enough scruff the other day that she's kind of backed off. It's a good thing. Going to lunch with some of the girls from my old office tomorrow. I haven't seen them since I left so I'm really looking forward to it. I miss them. Anyways, I better go help Pete fold laundry before he comes looking for me! Thanks for all the happy vibes about all my stress. It seriously made me feel loads better!
Monday, June 04, 2007
Note to self
Do not talk about kids, politics or religion or pets at work. She makes me want to quit. I about came undone today. Yes, I am sensitive but this time she hit me in the gut. You know, what has the world come to when you have to be so careful about what you say everywhere you go. I feel like I can't even say it here because you never know who is going to read it and take it the wrong way. But I think you all know I'd never do anything to hurt my kids. I'm just shocked right now. I guess I'm shocked at my own naivete. I should know better...especially by now and all the other issues I've had with her. Hmmm and now as I'm typing this, she's threatening someone else that she's going to call the SPCA on them. SHUT UP. Jeeze she thinks she holier than tho.
I just need to vent. I hate that you guys have all this negitive stuff to read from me. If you want to know exactly what I'm talking about let me know and I'll email you directly. If not, thanks for listening. I need to do Kal's 1+1+1 and write myself a better future than this.
I just need to vent. I hate that you guys have all this negitive stuff to read from me. If you want to know exactly what I'm talking about let me know and I'll email you directly. If not, thanks for listening. I need to do Kal's 1+1+1 and write myself a better future than this.
Saturday, June 02, 2007
It's just so hard to be a boy
That's what Jake said to me tonight when I was putting him to bed. He was standing up on the bed getting ready to hug me like usual...he asked if we were going to Grandma Ruth's tomorrow. I said no, tomorrow is another "stay at home day" and that we'll probably go to church. I can't remember now exactly what he said, but it was some sort of back talk. He's been doing that a lot lately...and a lot today. So I gave him a little slap on the back of his leg and told him he better straighten up...his daddy is going to be home in a couple of days and we don't want to give him a bad report. That's when he leaned over, put his head on my shoulder and his arms around me and said, "oh momma...It's just so hard to be a boy". He melts my heart! I wish he'd stay this way forever.
Friday, June 01, 2007
Explanation...
To yesterday's "bit-o-fit" I had.....Well, I realize now that I may have just been kind of ticked in the heat of the moment. I can't help it. I'm a red head. We're known for our hot tempers! So ....This guy in the office was talking about how his little 1 year old daughter loves the show "Boo-Ba". Ok, I have no idea what the heck Boo-Ba is, but apparently it's like some Teletubby type show. So Michelle (miss know it all) says, "your kids don't watch Boo ba?!" Ummm No. "oh yeah, you guys don't really watch TV". Nope. (I watch most of my TV online after kiddies have gone to bed) "Oh" and then as she give me that "you're such a fool" look....and in her best know it all, condescending voice,"You're not going to be able to get away with that for very much longer...Once Jake goes to school all the other kids are going to think he's weird"...... And, so you think that's going to make me go run out and get a TV in his room or something? Wrong. What about reading books? What about actually playing? You know what? Yeah, my kids are going to want to watch TV. So what. Hello, didn't your mom teach you...Just because you want something doesn't mean you get it. Michelle just thinks I'm Soooooo conservative and my kids are going to resent me when they're older. Well you know what? They probably will. Who doesn't blame their parents for something, you know? I have nothing against TV. I LOVE TV! My kids see plenty of TV. We watch movies all the time, we go to movies. Pete and I just didn't want TV to be what we did every night...and for a while it was. So we've cut way back and I don't allow Jake to sit in front of it all day. (cuz he totally would if I let him!) And why in the HECK would I need to justify this to anyone? You know what I mean?
Anyways, so that's what I was all irritated about yesterday. I just get frustrated with people. I get frustrated with myself because I don't like confrontation and I sometimes just back down or walk away. I'm very sensitive and I don't like when people, anybody, acts like they know everything. It totally bugs me. (cuz..uhhh I already know everything! duh!) I came to a conclusion today...Michelle is like Rosie O'Donnell. A very sweet person, who has a kind heart and does some very nice things for people. But if you don't believe her same ideas, then you're stupid. Come on...isn't that exactly how Rosie is?
I hope no one is offended by anything I've said here. This is a lesson for myself ...I need to remember to not get so bothered by other people so much. But I think that is exactly my point to this whole entry...It's ok to have a difference of opinion. That's what makes the world interesting. And if your going to be honestly passionate about your opinion...respect the others who are passionate about theirs. (rewind...note to self!) Passion about what you believe in is not cowardly.
Anyways, so that's what I was all irritated about yesterday. I just get frustrated with people. I get frustrated with myself because I don't like confrontation and I sometimes just back down or walk away. I'm very sensitive and I don't like when people, anybody, acts like they know everything. It totally bugs me. (cuz..uhhh I already know everything! duh!) I came to a conclusion today...Michelle is like Rosie O'Donnell. A very sweet person, who has a kind heart and does some very nice things for people. But if you don't believe her same ideas, then you're stupid. Come on...isn't that exactly how Rosie is?
I hope no one is offended by anything I've said here. This is a lesson for myself ...I need to remember to not get so bothered by other people so much. But I think that is exactly my point to this whole entry...It's ok to have a difference of opinion. That's what makes the world interesting. And if your going to be honestly passionate about your opinion...respect the others who are passionate about theirs. (rewind...note to self!) Passion about what you believe in is not cowardly.
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