The Secret Life

You probably think I've fallen off the earth. And I would hesitate to disagree. Little d starting school is just part of the roller coaster. We have 'moved' into the new house. But on the sly. Technically we can't live here until the final bank inspection, so we are really "living" in the travel trailer parked in the drive way. When the inspector came out last week for the next to last draw, I just knew that one of the kids (Little m to be exact) was going to spill the beans. But it went off without a hitch.

Hopefully the paperwork will be signed next Friday and then we can officially move in. Living out of boxes and sleeping on air matresses sucks on so many levels. Especially trying to make school lunches and get kids bathed and to bed...

We can't have a TV in here, so the satellite was set up for the trailer, but that just means we haven't watched TV in two weeks. And we didn't have any internet for about a week and a half. Talk about living in the stone ages. I didn't even know there was a hurricane!

You know what else?

I've lost six pounds.

I've never in my whole life been so tired. Never.

I washed a dress for Little d's picture day in a sink with Palmolive.

Sending her to school each day feels a lot like a death in the family.

I count the minutes until I can pick her up.

She's never seen me cry about it, I save my tears for the car ride home.

I worry about fitting in with the other kinder moms.

I fear the next time I sleep on a real matress I'll fall off.

My mother in law was here every day the first week and a half and yet I killed no one.

Me and my dad work really well together...and we crack each other up.

My husband and I have successfully built a house and not gotten a divorce.

I miss blogging.

She started another one...

post, that is. Let's see how long this one takes to complete.


Reasons it may take awhile:

1. Laptop is toast. Thankfully we only used it to surf. No pictures lost.


2. Kids bath must be cut short so we can spray three (3!) wasps nests outside.


3. Headache.


4. Determined to work on organizing house and not on wasting time on computer.
   

First, thanks for the support. You guys are like a pair of super strong hosiery. Wink!

I had my root canal last week. It was not to horrible. Except. There was going to be an except right? He couldn't get the tooth numb. Oh how I grin even as I remember the fun we had. So he hit it with the stuff. Then waited five minutes. Could still feel my lips and stuff. So he hit it with some more stuff and massaged my gums. Fun! Then he said 'let's see if that nerve is sleeping.' Guess what? It was not. SO then he drill into my tooth and shoots it with some more stuff right into the nerve I guess. And the bonus...it makes your heart pound like you are running a marathon. Gahhh! Glad that's over.

Day three of typing this post:

Sooo I have a bruise on my cheek from the root canal. Purdy.

Is it wrong to say I am fed up with my children's behavior? Fed Up. Well not the little one. He still has time to learn to be a little hellion. As of right now, after requisite meltdown, they are whining in the tub. Little d is calling Little m "the worst". And this is of course "the worst day ever!" Until tomorrow...that will be the worst day ever. Pukity puke puke blech! Soooo tired of this situation that happens several times a day.

Still typing on the same post...not even sure how many days...but--kiddos are being really good today. I actually got laundry accomplished and made banana bread. Can you imagine?

I recieved a blog award from Penny so I need to close this post up and start working on accepting that one... hope to get to it soon!

Chaos

Someday I will look back on this time in my life and maybe think "things sure were easy then." But here in the present its a little not easy, in fact maybe I'd go so far as to say chaotic. Before I get to the details let me first say I have the most blessed life I could imagine. I have a wonderful husband, three whole and healthy children and we are building our dream home.

Prior to Little md's birth things were verging on the out of control. House in shambles. (No I'm not tossing that word around loosely.) Kids on a schedule that defies gravity. Behavior that needed to be checked.

Now that he's arrived, it's been multiplied. I keep thinking, "when we get to the new house it will all fall into place." Well, some of it will. Just by the nature of the house being 1000 square feet bigger, and all on one level, some organization will happen naturally. I mean my kitchen size will double, so therefore, all of the bottles and sippy cups and bread and bags of chips won't have to sit on top of a counter. And the office will be just down the hall from the garage where we will usually enter the house, which means mail can be handled there...not on the kitchen island, counter...floor (yes it's that bad.) And there will be a bench/cubby area at the back door for shoes, purses, backpacks (gulp-that's just around the corner) and keys.

And somewhere in the back of my sleep-deprived befuddled mind I seem to remember an adjustment period for Little d when Little m was born in the behavior department. It's as if she took out her frustration of having to share the spotlight on me, not the new baby. And I am truly thankful for that. I don't have to block books being thrown at the baby's head, I just have to put kids in timeout...alot. Today Little d was in special form. She was in timeout several times and got three spankings. Talk about testing limits. Then tonight when bathtime hit, Little m threw such a fit that I only washed her hair and the top half of her and then dragged her kicking dripping body out and got her dressed.

So I'm hoping after the post-new baby adjustment wears off, we'll see something that resembles order again. But Little md is 8 weeks old. How long of an adjustment do you suppose it will take?

The good news. My kids are well behaved in public.

And speaking of the world outside these four walls...that house we're building? When will it ever be done? I get so annoyed that D spends all his time off from his job-job working on the house. And it's not his fault. If he doesn't work on the house, how will it get finished? Answer--it won't. And when he's not working at his job-job or working on the house, he's working overtime to make extra money to pay for that house. See? Can't fault him for that either. But where does it leave me--resentful, restless, and for that matter sleepless.

On the subject of sleepless: We are both exhausted. He is running himself silly from place to place and I am nursing a newborn and trying to reign in two heathen monkeys. I am starting to think this tunnel doesn't have a light at the end. {No, that's not a post partum depression sentence.} I've started practicing visualization. Soooo not like me. But I have. When things get particularly hairy, I picture something in the new house. A wall of a new paint color. A cabinet pull. The front door. Anything to distract me from the crazy.

Sometimes it works. And sometimes I sit at the computer and type a blog post. Which may take three days to write. Like this one. PS I'm over double checking and editing for a while. Please excuse the typos. And misspelled words.

Has it been that long since I posted??

Yes, why yes it has! Whew. Who knew three kids would be so much work? I have hired a full-time nanny that goes by the name Mimi. She's cheap, thank goodness, but comes highly recommended...in case you haven't figured it out--I'm talking about my mom. She's practically lived with us since Little md's birth. What a Godsend.

How do women do it? Am I just particularly inept? I mean how do you fix a meal for a starving five-year-old, physically put a scratching two year old in timeout while breastfeeding a newborn? It can not be done by one person. And this kind of situation happens more than once a day.

I'm also trying to figure out if breastfeeding is just particularly draining on me. I mean I have zero energy most of the time. If my mom wasn't here to handle some of the night shift when D's at work I would not be conscious most of the time. I'm already cranky and short fused as it is. How do other mothers breastfeed and manage to have clean clothes, dishes....children? Oh and the sore...areas....of breastfeeding. A little taxing with every other thing going on.

A lot of stress comes from the fact that Little md is kind of high maintenance. He's on an iron supplement as per doc's orders, but Tuesday when we go in for a checkup and I'm going to discuss his iron levels to see if he still needs to be on it. I forgot to give it to him one whole day and half of two other days, and during that time he seemed less fussy.

Monday I have my six week post partum check up. Fun.

Thursday I have a root canal. Even more fun.

And because all that is not enough. Now is decision time on the house. Cabinet finishes, counter colors, call about alarm system, try to afford appliances, tile work--yes or no?

But the roof is on finally--I mean the shingles are. But they put the vents in the wrong place. Sigh. Here's a picture of the back of the house my bro sent today. What do you think? Did I choose good colors for the outside?

Okay I know it's not the best picture. Maybe soon I'll get out there and take some pictures. Maybe soon I'll sleep more than two hours...doubt it!

;) It's all good.....

Diamoniques are a girl's best friend...

Not only are my ankles swollen, but so are my fingers. SO I can't wear my wedding band anymore. This makes me too sad, so look what I just ordered myself...

It won't let me post the picture, so here's the link...


http://www.qvc.com/qic/qvcapp.aspx/view.2/app.detail/params.item.J25139.cc.000.cm_scid.crt/walk.yah.0000

I know, I should be posting Easter pics...and I will, but isn't this so pretty? I was so excited I just wanted to share...

It should be here this week...hope it doesn't look too fake in real life HA!

Prep Work

It just hit me. Well actually it hit me around 5am, along with yet another bout of middle-of-the-night heartburn, that I only have seven weeks left on this pregnancy. And given that my doc has twice before induced me a week prior to my due date to prevent me having a large baby and c-section, that means actually only about six weeks left. Whew. That's not very long.

I am starting to freak a little.

I need to do a ton to this house. A ton. There really is no room to put a baby right now. The laundry room is cleaned out--thanks to the flood, but there is also nothing baby related going into that room. So that's a wash (hehehe ah I crack myself up with the puns!)

I know it will take me at least three weeks to do all the work I want to do with the house--and that's working steadily. Mostly this is because I have no energy.

Also, with the girls I spent a weekend (with my mom) during the last month of pregnancy cooking tons of freezer meals for the weeks following birth. Because who has the stamina to cook then? So I also need to get thinking on that.

Car seats. We have a Chevy Trailblazer, and it has a third row, but I'd rather not put one of the kids there. And three car/booster seats won't fit across the center row. So I have to contact the DPS and see if there is a law against kids in the front seat and then contact the dealer and see if our airbag is weight sensitive or if it can be turned off. Then Little d could sit there. If I end up having to use the third row, Little m is the only one that can sit there with Little d's motion sickness issues and me needing access to the baby. UGH! We are not going to be getting a new vehicle!! You know now that I'm thinking about it, maybe we should just see if all three seats would fit in the middle row...I'm not sure D actually tried it.

I have given up on finishing christening blankets and scrapbooks in time for this baby to be born. As long as I get them done by the time my kids get married right??

And this is not even close to including stuff that needs to be done for the new house. We have a deposit to send with a contract for the concrete floors, D has work on electrical and A/C prep, not to mention starting on siding and trim. Then there is work to do on this house because (egads!) we are going to have to put it on the market soon...

Really wish I was at least getting a good night's sleep. Chuckle, chuckle. Okay on to the great cleanout of 2010!! Today's agenda...the kitchen pantry!

This and that

Here's one of those random posts...fasten your seatbelt!

We spent all day yesterday at the land. On the way out I told the girls I had forgotten my camera and Little d said "I guess you'll just have to take pictures in your mind." How precious is that!?! The girls had so much fun running around in the house and 'cleaning' up the sawdust and nails.

We have the exterior doors and windows in now. And it's officially dried in. Next comes the trim and siding, A/C installation, and shingles. Oh and electrical.

I've chosen the exterior colors for the house. I don't know where we are getting the paint yet, but the colors will look like the following from Sherwin Williams, ((I'll try to change the words to reflect what the color looks like))

• the siding will be Baguette.
• the front door Redwing.
• the trim Navajo White.

Okay so the white is actually more cream than what Blogger offers, but anyway. If you do go to the site and launch the color visualizer, you can choose a house style and plug in the colors to see what it looks like. I thought it was fun to play with.

Speaking of houses...I feel as big as one. I am huffing and puffing and at night I have to sit up just to turn over. I am running out of clothes that fit and I waddle like a duck when I walk. And my gosh I hate it when some thing or some one touches my belly button! But the good news is that at my last appointment (Tuesday) everything looked fantastic! BP, urine, sugar, heartbeat. I weighed in at 152. And I'm okay with that.

I made lemon poppy seed muffins today. Mom and Dad and Poppy came up to visit. Poppy really enjoys the girls. Today he brought them some of Memaw's beads. Memaw used to have a ton of beads, and she wore them with everything. Tomorrow is Poppy's birthday. Ninety-one years old!

The bank has yet again screwed up stuff with our loan. As soon as we are done with this I told D we are yanking everything we have involved with them out!! I am SO INCREDIBLY FED UP WITH IT!

I got an email from CTMH today saying if I didn't place $300 in orders by end of March I will be dropped to junior consultant. And loose my downline. I have two downline and one is already a junior, the other just had a baby, and is closing on her new house. Not sure either is into making much money with the hobby. Both work full time. And I sure have better things to do than support CTMH in this economy. Although I went online last weekend to drop my autoship from 100 catalogs and saw that it was already submitted. So there's almost $200 I won't be getting back. Oh well. Hehehe too bad autoship doesn't count toward consultant status...

So this week I've just been marinating. Thanks for stopping by! Maybe tomorrow I'll have something creative...

What's going on?

I've been hiding. Well not really, I've been blowing my nose. Ha! Yes ladies and gentlemen, I have a dreaded cold. Complete with low grade fever. Fortunately, Little m is getting better, and Little d has a very light case of it. My mom and dad having been alternately helping me out since D just completed a full week of overtime. And of course now my mom has it as well.

So here are a few updates.

The tree is still up, but oh well. The girls like taking turns turning the lights off and on at night and in the morning. They even have a little ritual of saying good night and hugging the tree at night. Huh. My kids are tree huggers.

My brother and his wife are having the slab poured on their house tomorrow and I am so excited for them!

Our slab is scheduled to be poured this weekend. Don't get me started on the fact that our contractors have been on the job for a month longer than H and L's contractors. I am really not going to get hung up on the fact that our crew is not working as fast. Really, I'm not.

I've been having the best conversations with Little d lately. Two nights ago when she was sitting with me in bed (and I was all pathetic with this cold) she said "mom, you are really old." I laughed so hard, because at the time I was feeling really old! Then later she said, "mom, when this new baby is born, and when he grows up and if he doesn't chose a wife, and he lives with us, then when dad is at work maybe he could get the jewelry box down for me to look at!" My jewelry box is on top of a dresser and I always use the excuse that it's too hard for me to get down so we can only get it down with D gets it. I guess she was thinking about asking about it that night and knew what my answer would be. I love following her thought processes.

She cracked me up on Christmas day when she said "mom you think Pawpaw could stop focusing on the motorcycle and start focusing on going to Grandma Hawes' house?"

Or when she said "I'm smarter than a banana with eyes on it!"

She also told me yesterday (when I said I was tired of blowing my nose) "when you have a cold mom that's what you do, you better just get used to it."

I'm so glad I have her to keep me grounded.

Well I'm going to get off here and focus on resting. Or maybe just check facebook...

Magazines

I am acutely addicted to magazines. I currently subscribe to Papercrafts and Scrapbooks Etc. My mom just signed me up for a free subscription to Better Homes and Gardens and my mother in law says she's signing me up for Country Woman.

I'm likely going to drop my Papercrafts when it comes due. It's only coming (late) every other month, and it's getting thinner and thinner. I'm seriously considering signing up with All You. It has lots of info and tons of coupons.

My favorite thing to do is sit with a big old stack of brand new magazines and just page through them. Good advertisement catalogs are fun too. I prefer ones like Current and Mary Maxim. But I'll happily leaf through Victoria's Secret or Chadwicks. And I love how right around Christmas I'll get ones like Signals or What on Earth. And of course all the toy magazines.

When I'm travelling or under stress (like travelling to the inlaws) or about to be checked into the hospital for childbirth, I make a special trip to the store to purchase a big stack of magazines. Then the hardest thing is not peeking at them until I get to my destination! There they sit, all shiny and unopened just calling to me. It's worse for me than the anticipation of Christmas morning was as a child.

So how about you? What are your favorite magazines? Am I alone in my addiction?

What I accomplished today.

First I woke up way too early. But it was nice to see my husband and dad off on their hunting trip.

Mom stayed here with the girls while I ran errands. What a blessing. The weather was horrible. Well I should re-phrase. The visibility was horrible. It was like driving through an M Night Shamalan movie. All mist. (PS I've really only seen one of his movies and that was Signs and it didn't have mist that I remember. Creepy. But no mist.)

Anyway. First stop the photo lab. There is the little place in town that's been here forever. And if you want good prints, I mean really high quality prints, you go there. Not Walmart. And definitely not (shudder) Walgreens. So I had pictures of D's grandparents printed. They should be ready tomorrow. (See-not really a ready in an hour type of place.)

Next I shopped like I have 25 kids. I went to Walmart to get gifts for my two nieces, and three boy children in the family. Oh and while we're on the subject of boy children types...I have no idea what a little boy would like. Legos? Transformers? GI Joe? Swords? Hot wheels? Crap. I started to get stuffed animals, but thought....no, definitely more girl... So I ended up with three 5 packs of Matchbox cars. We'll see. These boys are 2, 4, and 5. I figure the 2 year old will play with the same thing his 5 year old brother would play with. And the 4 year old is their cousin, so they can all race or dog pile them or what the hell ever boys do.

I also had to get toys for the two names that were drawn for Little d and Little m. Guess what? All the kids at Grandma's house and we got two boys. Ages 6 and 10. I got the 6 year old Legos, and the 10 year old GI Joe walkie talkies. Then found out this evening that the mom of the six year old gave away his Legos...guess he wasn't playing with them. SO now I have to return those and get him a gift card to "Gamestop" a video game store. Whoa is me if this baby is a boy. I am sooooo clueless.

Then I had to get two baby gifts. One boy and one girl. Those are fun to shop for though. And some warm PJs and hats and mitts for my girls. Let's just say the shopping bill today...high with a chance of thunder. HA! I'm so clever. Any way. I am SO prepared for Christmas this year! BRING IT ON SANTA!

OH I have to tell one more funny. (I hope I haven't already told you this story--I'm too lazy to go check) I bought my husband Transformers 2 for Christmas. We really aren't doing gifts this year since we're building the house {I totally use the term building loosely since nothing has been done in weeks due to weather.} So I get him this DVD knowing it would totally surprise him and totally be his type of movie. Then he tells me the other day he wants to order it on pay-per-view. I distract him. No not like that! I convince him we should watch G I Joe...which I totally fell asleep during. ANYWAY he went out shopping yesterday and bought GI JOE so I could finish it (how sweet) and TRANSFORMERS 2 for himself. Goof-nut. So the surprise is blown.

I totally used the word totally 4 times in the last paragraph. English teachers everywhere are groaning. Have a good night!

Silly little things

My goal is that one or more of these things will make you smile!



I recently told my daughter to stop licking the bath water because it has pee in it.



I was actually disappointed when Little m was making too much noise for me to catch the dialog in The Santa Clause 2.



Number of times during this pregnancy that I have completed my shower and started to get dressed only to realize that I forgot to shave one of my legs? Twice.



I became absolutely giddy to find out that they make stand-alone shower kits in 60 inch widths not just 48 inches. So happy in fact that I am donating part of my closet in the new house to accommodate the bigger shower. Here's an example of one.

Okay gotta go for now...hope you had at least one smile in there somewhere!

Don't forget my BLOG CANDY.

Crafting Hiatus

Okay I doubt that I will really be on a crafting hiatus, but other than making some cards for D's aunt for Christmas, I have not a lot of desire to make any cards right now. I think I burned up extra mojo on all that craft fair stuff I worked on. So you may be seeing mundane posts about everyday life for a little bit. Oh and maybe a political post thrown in for fun.

How 'bout this? My daughter just left a bag of Halloween candy on the desk in front of me. Sugar high here I come!

My one year blogaversary is coming up on November 11th. {Happy Veterans' Day} <---Where does that apostrophe go?? I am going through my stash this weekend to see how much stuff I can give away. Should be tons judging from the size of the stash! So look for my blog candy announcement next week. Yes I totally just figured out how to change font size. Brilliant am I.

We have an appointment Tuesday at 2pm to close on the construction loan. It takes a week for them to file the paperwork after that, then we should be able to start on the house. How exciting is that?!?

Oh my gosh how is it possible that now I like grape Skittles?? I used to hate them. That's just insanity.

Middle of Nowhere

First of all I have to say that our mouse is dead (and batteries aren't fixing it) so I've had my fill of the mouse on the laptop. Every time I type my hand hits it and makes me start typing somewhere else...uhg! Oh well if that's the worst of my problems I'm doing good!

I mentioned that the craft fair was in the middle of nowhere in an OLD dance hall. Here's a few pictures...

Here is the stage, and no, not the one where the bathroom is. Didn't think the old timers would understand why I was taking pictures of their bathroom.

This is the view from the window near my table. It's really pretty there, rolling hills and all.

This is the front of the serving area in the kitchen. The Rx brand is D's grandfathers.

Here's another topic coming out of the middle of nowhere. I thought it was funny that hardly anyone knew what those cookie sheet memo boards were for. I mean when I showed them the little magnet buttons, they were all like "oh what a cute idea!" They really had no idea. If fact I'm always surprised at workshops when people don't know how I did something.

I've always been able to look at something and usually tell how it's done. My mom is the same way and so is my best friend. So I guess it surprises me when someone can't just look at something and figure it out. I'm not trying to be rude, I just was a little surprised when I started doing workshops and had to explain even the simplest of things to someone. And I'm not talking about people who are new to papercrafts. I talking about people who have been doing it for a while.

I was also amazed when I first started looking at the bulletin boards on CTMH and if someone posted something cute or new, about a million people would ask that person for the directions. I would just sit down and try to work out a template myself. Again, I guess this sounds rude. I am not speaking poorly of these people, I am just talking about how it opened my eyes. It made me do workshops a little differently. I now try to explain stuff in greater detail and I even make charts of instructions for especially complicated stuff.

Oh well, just thought I would mention that. Do any of you have any reflections on that topic? I guess it just shows how everyone learns differently. Okay enough pondering...off to do laundry!

Our Halloween weekend--without pictures

Just wanted to update on how the weekend went. Hopefully later I'll get pictures loaded.

Friday, we had a good dinner at IHOP and a nice time at D's aunt's house to celebrate his Grandpa's 96th birthday. The girls were mostly the center of attention being the only kids there. D's aunt was very impressed with Little d's coloring skills and Little m's dexterity. She works with children and kept telling me how advanced the girls are. Makes a mom proud!

Saturday night we trick or treated. Little m acted like she's been doing it for years. It was so cute to watch her trucking around in her cape like she'd been wearing a witch costume her whole life. There is this picture I will have in my head of her walking alongside Little d, sparkley broom in one hand, pink pumpkin bucket in the other, and she just turns up to look at big sis and gets this huge grin on her face. As if to say "can you believe what we're doing?" Of course I didn't take a camera trick or treating, but I love that image in my head. She acted much the same way Little d did on her first "real" trick or treat trip.

So then Saturday night was the time change. Yea! An extra hour of sleep...not. I woke up at 3:30am and could not go back to sleep. Sunday we left for the craft fair at 7:30. I set up and sold...are you ready for this...$30 worth of stuff. And twenty of that was to D's aunt. Yeah, major bust. So other than the cards and card set that D's aunt bought, I sold two cards and one post-it note coaster thingy. (I'll have to post pics of those--I forgot to.) D's aunt also wants me to make her 15-20 Christmas cards. On the other side, no one else was selling anything either. There were I think seven other vendors. All but two had handmade stuff. Truly it was a sad little showing. Very few people came--apparently it wasn't advertised. Oh well, I got to spend time visiting with D so that was worth it.

Oh and I have to tell about the bathroom at the hall where this craft fair was. It's an old (like over a 100 years old) dance hall in the middle of nowhere. (I'll have pictures later.) So the bathroom is old too. I've never gone in it before because normally I when I'm there I don't have to pee every five seconds--like now--and also because it's on a stage. I mean you have to climb up a ramp to access it and get this...the top is completely open. And it's in the corner of the hall. Not very private to someone like me. So yesterday was the first time I had ever been in it. The exterior walls have cracks in them that just barely mean someone on the outside can't see in. You can actually see daylight in some places. The stall door has a hook closure, which is fine except that of course it's not aligned and when trying to free my self of it I succeeded in shoving a huge splinter under my finger nail. That means, if you keeping track, that I'm typing this with a really sore index finger adorned with dried blood under the nail.

Hilarious. I actually sat there peeing (you're welcome) and thought of how the blog post would go. Although the splinter was an unexpected bonus. Okay enough of that.

I came home Sunday so exhausted I could hardly keep my eyes open. But blissfully I slept well last night and so did the girls! Ready to tackle a new week! Keep your fingers crossed we close on the construction loan this week!

I'll try to get the pictures loaded later today...

Everyday Details

Here's one of those random bits and pieces posts.

Still waiting on the final closing on the construction loan. We're thinking it may be next week! I am so excited. We actually (thanks to my brother and his wife) caught a great deal on low-e windows at Lowe's this week. (energy efficient windows) We were able to buy 18 0f the 24 windows we need HALF PRICE! Isn't that awesome?!?

Tuesday I took Little d to the doctor regarding her tummy issues. We had tried lots of fiber, prunes, cutting back on milk, and nothing was solving the problem. Thankfully there is a no-taste powder called Miralax. She takes half a cap (about two and a half teaspoons) in 8 ounces of liquid a day and so far we are seeing some improvement. No more upset tummy and more pooping. I know TMI! But if you have a kid going through something like this I thought I would share and let you know that your doctor may have a solution! He also told me something surprising. Apples, carrots and bananas are foods that cause constipation. Bananas I knew, but the others I didn't. So there's that.

Little m. Is. Cutting. Four. Eye. Teeth. I was beginning to think she would never get those teeth and here they are showing up all at one time. Vampire teeth just in time for Halloween! She's doing well though. I had to give her Tylenol a couple of times for pain, but other than that, she's her usual self.

Tomorrow night we are going to IHOP to eat with the in-laws to celebrate D's grandpa's 96th birthday. Should be fun. Hope this time to get a table that doesn't slope.

Saturday will be trick or treat night. My mother in law made the cutest little witch costumes and I am excited to see them both dressed and ready to go---will take pictures of course!

Sunday is that Flea Market thing I've been preparing for. You should see the pegboard displays my dad made. Well, you will. I'll take pictures when everything is set up.

Morning sickness. Seems to be getting much better. I'm cleaning house again (sporadically) and even (gasp) cooking!

What a completely blessed life I have! Thank you all for stopping by! And thanks also for all the sweet comments--seriously you make my day! Oh and I forgot to say...I'm glad you like my little baby blinkie over there. I thought it was so cute when I saw it on another blog, but I was hoping it wouldn't creep anyone out. I figured if my five year old liked it, it was okay. ;)

We've got electricity! And other bits of random...

I just talked to D (he's at the land) and he said we now have electricity out there! Woo-hoo! Of course there is nothing to plug in right now, but soon!


Here's some random stuff for you...


Little m has started sleeping all night in her own bed. Fantastic. I think the fact that she has become so attached to 'Moo' her large soft-stuffed cow is helping. Moo, by the way, was a gift to Little d on the day she was born by my brother and his (at the time) fiancee. Thanks Hugh and Lin!! It's the gift that keeps on giving! (by the way, right now Little m is singing to Moo in the chair.)


We think we have discovered a new little quirk about Little d. Apparently not going to the bathroom (numero two) makes her throw up. It's happened twice in the last month and I am doubting she's had two stomach bugs that no one else got so we are trying to be more mindful of her bathroom habits and feed her food that will make her more regular. (after all FIVE days without pooping is a LONG time...) Fiber One yogurt anyone?


I'm still plugging away at the craft fair stuff. Thanks for all the sweet comments. Penny asked about where I found the fair. Here in south Texas it seems every little community does some sort of fair-market days-festival type thing a few times a year. In my city, the parks department runs it. Maybe check with your local Parks and Rec to see if they have something like that or the local Community Center. Daniela mentioned she wanted to use the cookie sheet for an advent calendar. That's a perfect idea! I have actually made a cookie sheet calendar before. I cut cork into small squares and decorated each square for a number. Then I cut rectangles of cork for the months. Finally I stuck magnet tape on the back of all of them--I gave it as a gift of a perpetual calendar. And Leslie, thanks for suggesting the countdown to Christmas calendar...I'll definitely check into making those!!


One more day until I am twelve weeks!! I think that means I'll be at the end of the first trimester. I might give it another week and then I'm coming out on facebook :) Speaking of fb, I'm now friends with my mother in law on there. Ironic huh? Just wait until she stumbles across this blog. Not that they are linked, but still, who knows? Also speaking of fb, I am so addicted to CafeWorld. What a dork I am.


Blogger is so weird. Why is it that if there is a blog that opens a new page for comments I can comment, if the page just goes to the bottom to comment I can't? It's so frustrating! So Kelly, Kim, and Meredith if you are reading this, know that I am totally upset that I can't comment on your blogs!!! And Meredith just posted recently that she had a miscarriage, so say a prayer for her and her family, and maybe stop by and leave an encouraging word.





Okay I'm off to spend a little family time and maybe do some more crafting!

We're in debt up to our eyeballs...

Yep. We signed the construction loan paperwork today. I'm very excited...and nervous. Now we just have to get the new bids, pick all the fixtures, decide again on the cabinets, get some more paperwork to the bank, blah blah blah....

I won't bore you with the details. I will keep you updated with pictures and stuff once we get starting, hopefully by mid-November.

As of yesterday I am ten weeks!! WOO-HOO! Thank you God! I'll be honest, I didn't know if this was possible, but I really am starting to feel some hope...along with all the nausea. (gosh that word is a pain in the butt to type)

I am contemplating giving up Close to My Heart. Not really giving up. They keep you as a consultant even if you don't meet your minimums, unless you resign. BUT, I am thinking that after December, I may not do any more workshops. I take so much time planning and organizing them and then, even though I have anywhere from 10-15 people, I have maybe one or two orders. I have to add to the order just to make it reach the total for hostess rewards ($150). And now my best customer has moved to Houston. The good news is, she wants to sign up to be a consultant herself!!

I just can't justify spending so much money on a hobby right now. As I told my husband I have enough supplies right now to last me for years! And those oil-rubbed bronze fixtures for the house aren't going buy themselves! We'll see how I feel at the end of the year.

Little m has slept all night in her bed for the last two nights. Hopefully that's a trend?

I found it interesting that Rio won the Olympic battle and it's the murder capital of the world. I also found it interesting that Chicago is the murder capital of the US and it was in mix as well.

I think when my blogaversary comes up in November I'm going to have some blog candy. I have tons of stuff to clean out of the scrapstuff! Any ideas on how to do one? A contest? Leave a comment? Love to hear your thought on how you'd like to win so I can start formulating a plan.

Have a good weekend y'all! (How much do you love these disjointed random posts-HA!)

Bunch of random, or maybe just a little of random

Right at this second there is a black cat licking himself most disgustedly on our back patio. Ick. My mistake...herself. A) this pisses me off because I am allergic to cats and just generally don't like them and B) if this cat poops in our torn up deck area--ewww. Cats carry diseases preggos are not supposed to be around...yet another reason to not like them. Now the psycho cat is staring at me through the back window.

The other day Little d was sick and I was sitting in my bed with her watching tv. A commercial for NutraSystem came on. I wasn't really paying attention and she said, "Mom, we should totally order that for you." "Why?" "Well, you know, you aren't fitting in your clothes too good." Out of the mouths of babes...and five year olds.

The card tables and chairs from Little d's party last week? Still in my living room. Little d has leaned one card table against a kitchen chair and they both slide down it. Little m prefers headfirst. She also has somehow taught herself to do perfect little forward rolls.

I'm seriously considering getting the triple screen test for this pregnancy only so I can get another ultrasound and they might be able to see the gender.

Over and out ;)

Still kicking...

but just.


Tomorrow will be 8 weeks. I can only hope that after the first trimester things get better. My husband and mother have been amazing!!


I have hardly been on the internet at all. I check my email and sometimes facebook {ooh guess what? My MIL is on there now. But she hasn't ask to be my friend yet.}


Today I cut all the paper and got things together for this week's workshop. It was the first time I really felt human all week. And it was the first time I've even looked at my scrap table in twice as long! I'm hoping tomorrow to make a card or something creative!


Okay I know you all are bored to tears with my whining. But I have a little funny about morning sickness to share. I used to watch Mad About You every day when it was on Lifetime. I loved that show--I thought it was so funny. Anyway when Jamie was preggo she had morning sickness really bad and Paul decided they needed a getaway or something and they went on this trip. While they were driving she was feeling bad and she made the comment that she was nauseous. And she made the comment she was hungry.

He said "You're nauseous and hungry?" Then they had to stop and pull over so she could throw up. When she got back in the car she said "okay, now I'm just hungry." I thought that was so funny. Except of course now that I spend most of my time nauseous and hungry! Thank goodness I don't have the throwing up part. Yuck!

Okay enough of that.

D has an appointment with the loan officer on Monday so we can see if there is the possibility of building the house this year. You know we thought...have a baby...build a house...sure why not? We are thinking if we do the framing ourselves it may be feasible. I know, I know, your shaking your heads in disbelief. But I really want Little d to start school next year in that district. So we'll see what Monday brings.

Now to be totally off subject...do any of you subscribe to PaperCrafts? I love that magazine, but it never arrives on time. I can usually get it at the store before it gets to my mail box. I think the Sept/Oct issue was at Walmart since mid-August. I still don't have my copy! That's crazy.

Okay off to relax.

PS don't ya just love Bravo reality TV? Top Chef, Real Housewives, and Rachel Zoe. Oh and don't forget Flippin' Out. I wish Project Runway was still on there. Now I have to juggle Lifetime and Bravo!

Is this odd?

I called the pediatrician's office to see if they had their flu shots yet.

"Hi this is Little d and Little 's mom. I was just calling to check and see if you had the flu shot yet?"

"For what insurance?"

"Aetna."

"Yes ma'am, we do."

For what insurance? Why does that matter? I didn't even ask her, but it does seem odd, doesn't it? I mean do some insurances not allow flu shots yet? Or what if I just wanted to pay for it myself?

I just found that question odd and thought I'd share it with you.