Monday, December 15, 2008

Unhealthy Relationship?



Help! I think I'm in one of those unhealthy relationships. You know the ones where the couples are infatuated with each other one moment and clawing out each other's eyes the next? They break up constantly and they make-up like they just fell in love. One minute Genevieve is screaming and wailing at me because I'm actually making her wear a jacket and the next minute she's telling me that she loves me over and over again.I'm ready to pack up and leave her to fend for herself one moment, and the next moment thinking, "how on earth did I get such a cute, sweet little thing". I love her so much I could be happy forever. But then a few hours later she's screaming at me again and this time I have no idea why, but man is she mad. Whatever I did must have been awful because I swear she hates me and is screaming "I NEED daddy". Well gosh darn it. I need him too! In fact the crazy lady down the street can have you for all I care. And then awhile later we're cuddling and she's making me laugh and she's laughing because of something silly she's doing with her face and again I'm besotted.

So as this comparison is coming to me I'm sighing and lamenting and thinking maybe something is wrong with us. Then I remember she's two and I'm crazy.

Friday, December 12, 2008

Stupid Slideshow

Well after a myriad of different tries I'm settling for this. If any of you know how to take your slide show done in iphoto and then made into a quicktime video and then put it on your blog, e-mail me. I tried just the little video icon thing like a million times, now I've tried uploading it to google video. My final result is a blurry, no music mess. Oh well. Here it is in all its glory.

Wednesday, December 10, 2008

Boo, Hiss, Hiss, BOO!

That's what I have to say to blogger or my computer or both. I've been trying to upload my slideshow video for three days and I officially give up for now. It disgusts me how much time I've spent trying to do something that should be so simple. So I'm back from vacation and back to posting. Until the slideshow decides to be nice, here's a couple of pictures.




Wednesday, November 26, 2008

Ummm so I do take some pictures. . .I mean my mom does.












I'll add some of my own when I can actually breathe.

Friday, November 21, 2008

I'm Twenty-Freakin' Eight


Good grief. I really never thought I'd get old. Somehow I think I thought there was no way I'd leave my twenties. I wasn't morbid about it. I just thought I'd always be young and everyone else would either be "the old ones". Now I have two kids and I'm fast-forwarding into being a "scary", old adult. Blech! I still, seriously feel like I'm twenty. I die inside when some kid calls me "lady". I think he can't possibly be refferring to me. That word is reserved for smart, frightening, very unrelatable adults. What horror it is to realize he probably thinks all of that about me. I can't raise two girls. I'm not an adult. I'm not. I'm not twenty-eight. I'm not.

On a side note, the bliss of getting older is having yet another birthday. It was absolutely awesome. I have the best friends and family in the whole world. I definitely don't deserve it. So thanks for everything and for most of all hanging out with me and letting me be friends with you. And Russ, you done good.

Wednesday, November 19, 2008

You Put What? Where?!


Yesterday was a horrible day. Between Russ staying late at work, the girls both having tub accidents, Hannah tired and off-schedule most of the day, I really didn't need to be saying "Oh no, what did you stick up your nose." And I really didn't need to spend the next agonizing hour inventing and trying ways to get a pomegranate seed out of my screaming traumatized toddler's nose. But I guess the fates apparently forgot to consult me about what I needed. Thankfully Gen freaked out so much while Allie and I were trying to hold her down while extracting said seed, she finally snuffed the red devil out. I'm not sure I like pomegranates so much any more.

Monday, November 17, 2008

It's the Most Wonderful Time of the Year


No it's not Christmas. It's my birthday!! So mark it on your calendars, plan your special birthday surprise, save your pennies and get excited for this Thursday, Nov. 20. All right, all right so perhaps that's a little extreme (but only a little, mind you). But I really do love my birthday. So it was awesome and quite the surprise when Genevieve also got into the spirit of the season. I had thought she couldn't/wouldn't care about someone else's birthday, since she had a hard time with the concept of her own birthday. I didn't even try to mention it every five seconds like I do to everyone else I see, but Russ told her it was coming up and now spontaneously she shouts out "Happy Birthday Mommy". Woah can I tell you how cool that is! It's dang cool. She then proceeds to tell me "cake" "candles" and then makes blowing sounds. I think she's almost as excited as I am. Almost. Well have a good week and don't forget about a certain someone on Thursday *nudge* *nudge* *wink* *wink*.

Friday, November 14, 2008

Hocus Pocus Alimagocus!


Today's Special was awesome! I only wish Genevieve's childhood could be complete with some quality hours watching this show. This was my absolute favorite thing to watch forever. Too bad TV is so lame now. Go to this link and relish in the nostalgia. I love how they all gaze at each other like they did the Brady Bunch opener.

www.youtube.com/watch?v=_cxLfIs051c

Thursday, November 13, 2008

Maggie Moos-You Gave Me Grief!


We did it. We all got the flu shot. The girls and I drug ourselves to the pediatricians office and took the plunge. It's really a toss-up as to who it was harder for. I had sweaty palms, my stomach was doing flips and I wanted nothing better than to run and scream from that mean nurse and her big nasty needle. And I think I totally would have if I didn't start feeling extreme guilt from subjecting my girls to torture that I was seriously contemplating foregoing. So I put on a brave face looked away and the nurse poked me and then the girls. We all made it and to celebrate we headed straight for Maggie Moo's and their absolutely delightfully bright blue cotton candy ice cream. The blue goo was almost worth the shot, almost.

Later I'm washing my hands and decide to actually look in the mirror (I'm not really a fan of that either) and to my horror it appears as though my front right tooth has a rather big gray spot. I convince myself I must be going crazy and proceed to try to forget about it. Later that night my sister points out and asks about the same tooth. More people notice and I become increasingly distraught until I've convinced myself that I'm going loose my front tooth. I'll never be able to go outside again. My girls will be scared of me, then ashamed. Russ will dump me for someone with a full set of teeth. And most devastating of all I won't be able to say "sister Suzy sittin' on a thistle." Thank goodness I have two uncles for dentists. I called one for reassurance and got checked out by the other one a couple of days later. Turns out--it was just a stain. And as I could finally calmly figure out what on earth could have done that--it hit me--dang Maggie Moo's, or really, dang flu shot.

Monday, October 27, 2008

Blog Thoughts


So you may or may not have noticed that I haven't posted in awhile. I've sort of taken a hiatus from the blogging world. It's been nice. Really nice in fact. So I want to take a minute and share with you what I've found.

I fully realize that I am a somewhat insecure person and even more insecure mother. Maybe that's why blogs are so destructive for me. I kind of wondered why I was unhappy of late. I'm sure there are a myriad of reasons. But I wondered if maybe blogs were part of the problem. I was severely addicted to them though (you know checked them several times a day, was bummed when nothing was new, hoped there was something out there that was going to make my day, and seriously couldn't not check at least once a day. So I started out small. Each day I removed a few from my google reader. I started with ones of people I didn't really even know and ones that made me feel bad as a person or as a mother and slowly the list got smaller and smaller. Then I decided to go a week without checking the remaining few. I thought I'd miss it. I thought I couldn't do it. But I did and I don't miss them at all. I'm SO much happier and I'm loving life and mothering and me so much more. And I'm actually talking to and hanging out with good friends and getting to hear about their lives first hand instead of just stalking them.

I'll tell you why blogs were bad. I found myself upset about something that had happened and I'd look to blogs to find someone who understood and instead I'd find the exact opposite. Perfect people leading unbelievably perfect and happy lives. I sit there and wonder what was wrong with me. I didn't just create the world's best cake, or teach my child how to read when she was two, in fact I probably just let her watch yet another movie while eating a piece of candy. I didn't just run a marathon or create my own Etsy shop or plan up the best birthday party ever. Oh no I probably just surfed online. I found myself thinking I needed to open an Etsy shop or scrapbook a masterpiece or do things that I really didn't want to do, but started thinking I needed to because everyone else was. Now I'm away from blogs, I'm trying to think up things to do that I want to do. Things that fit me and who I am and make me happy, not what I think a mom should do. Also, I'm not comparing the way I do my job (mothering) to the way forty other people are doing the same job. I can't imagine if Russ did that or any other guy out there. We can't all be the same kind of doctor, teacher, business man etc. But I was comparing myself like that when I was reading blogs. Instead of hanging out with and calling people I was reading their blog instead. And when we'd get together I would sometimes have a hard time talking about what was going on because we both knew what was going on. I like hanging out. I like talking on the phone or in person. Wow does it ever beat being alone reading someone's blog.

I know blogs have their benefits (ideas, causes, connecting) and I know for a lot of people they are probably more self assured, but I'm not. And I'm so much happier not reading them. So I just wanted to let the rest of you out there know what a blog break has done for me and maybe you should try it too.

So I have no idea if I'm going to keep writing this blog. It can be fun. It can be a great outlet. And it gets me to journal, but I wonder if I'm being hypocritical by having a blog, but not reading them. I guess I'll just have to figure that out later.

Tuesday, September 30, 2008

Infatuation




Joshua Radin's latest CD came out today and boy is it ever good. I fell in love with the first CD and I think I'm close to driving Russ nuts with how I keep playing it over and over. I guess he can be happy that there is something new too. If you haven't heard him--jump over to www.joshuaradin.com You're going to love me forever.

Blessing Pics





A few Sundays ago Hannah was blessed. It was so nice to have family and friends come to support us. The blessing was beautiful, the weather was gorgeous and Hannah was lovely. We really had a wonderful day.


This was one of the best family shots we could get. Genevieve is making photos EXTREMELY difficult these days. *sigh*







Monday, September 22, 2008

What Happens?!

One of my favorite things about kids is that they genuinely love themselves. Today I was watching Genevieve dance and admire herself in front of our full length mirror. She looked so pleased with what she found. She kept pointing and holding out different parts of herself or outfit and would breathe out "pretty". She was so happy. I contrast that to myself. When I dare look in the mirror I immediately pick out all of the things that are wrong with me. Genevieve seems to not even know that there could be anything amiss with her appearance or attire. She only notices the good. The more I look at myself the more depressed I get and so the quicker I'm about my business and the less time I spend looking at myself. She seems to keep finding more and more which delights and her smile just keeps growing the longer she looks.

What happens? Something does and I'm sad to realize that something will with Gen. Those horrid puberty years. I'll just plan on being around when she looks in the mirror then and I'll remind her that she's still as wonderful and beautiful as she is now. I'm glad that right now she's around to tell me that I'm "pretty" and a "princess" too. Heaven knows I need it and she likely will too.

Wednesday, September 17, 2008

Birding


I used to think my mom was slightly crazy when she'd get up to go birding at 7AM on a Saturday. What a difference a few years and two kids makes. I now totally understand. It was pure bliss to go walking around the dike with Mr. Webb and once again let my brain get back to work. Morning, exercise and learning never felt or looked so good.



*Thanks Mark Hedengren for the picture. I'm clear in the back with the binocs up.

Monday, September 15, 2008

Lactation Nazis, I mean specialists. . .

Ok so I know they are providing a service mostly free of charge and out of the goodness of their hearts, but they're also mostly crazy. I'll spare you the boring details and I'll just give you the essentials. Hannah has been fussy with her later in the day feedings for about a month. I'm reaching my limit and I need to find a solution. Today I call the "Nazi", I mean "Specialist", and they're busy, so I leave a message. I need answers so I decide to give the pediatrician nurse a call. She thinks it could be milk supply, but thinks I should come in to rule out an ear infection. I load the girls up and we go hang out with the doctor. (I swear with how often I frequent that place we should be going through "so what have you been up to this week?"). Of course it takes forever and so of course it's a complete nightmare and of course there is no ear infection. So the doctor says that low milk supply can happen around 4-6 months and gives me some instructions on an herbal supplement and also tells me that supplementing isn't the worst thing in the world.

I get home and the Miss Lactation calls me back. So I tell her the same story I tell the doctor and she tells me it might be because Hannah is allergic to milk and so I need to stay off all dairy for two weeks. Hello! I am the queen of dairy! All I usually ever drink is milk or water. Cheese is my most favorite of foods. I can't do two weeks. I swear people just throw around this idea when they've got nothing left. After we tried everything to alleviate Genevieve's colic, one of the last things we tried was this no milk thing. Let's just say it didn't work and she ended up not breastfeeding at six months.

So back to the consultant. I try to explain to her that I really think it's milk supply and does she have any ideas for how to increase it and she says staying off milk is what she'd recommend. What?! Did you just hear any thing I just said. Did you listen to any of the details I was mentioning? I keep giving her all of these reasons for why it's likely not an allergy. She doesn't spit up. She's not fussy at any other time. There are no rashes, no other signs of discomfort etc. Well she's stuck on this. Just like they're all stuck on being totally anti-bottle, anti-pacifier. Every time I call them it's some crazy theory that never works and always ends up causing both baby and me unneeded stress and work.

So I guess I'll be trying the supplement. But before I do any advice for me? I'll promise not to call you a Nazi.

Thursday, September 4, 2008

Summer Stuff



We've had a good summer, minus being sick most of the time. We've played with family and with each other. We've been swimming, hiking, eating, zooing, museuming, gardening and all sorts of fun things. And Carly's BACK!!! What could be better?! Here are some pics.






Thursday, August 28, 2008

Stephanie and Her Family

I've been so saddened and consumed with what happened to Stephanie and her family, but I've also been so enriched by all the good that seems to be coming from such a horrible tragedy. I always knew Stephanie and all of the Clarks were amazing, but now it is becoming even more evident. I hope that if something like this happened to me or my family I would be able to be as positive, charitable and wonderful as they are. I just wanted to say that I'm putting up one of those donating buttons on my blog and I wish I had some sort of crafty talent or had some cool hook-ups to auction off. I suppose I'll just have to donate myself. So I'm adding my prayers and thoughts to Nie Nie day.


The Balloon Launch

Tuesday, August 26, 2008

Hey My Peeps!

Thanks for putting up with having to sign in to see the blog. I'm planning on doing a quick recap of what's been going on with us this summer, but I'll do that in another post.

Hannah's First Feeding




One Word: Awesome!

I've never seen a baby smile and laugh when she took her first bites of real food, but that's what Hannah did. Should we be concerned that she's destined for sumo sized proportions? Nope, I just think she's that way with most things. . .extremely happy and sweet.

Tuesday, August 12, 2008

I've Finally Given In

After debating with myself ever since I started the blog over whether or not to have it be private, I'm doing it. We're goin' private. I really hate doing this because I actually like the idea that people I don't even know might be reading my blog, I just worry about scary people reading it and then ending up dead or my children stolen or something horrid. So anyhow just leave your e-mail in the comment section so I can add you to a list of who can view. Anyone and everyone is welcome just as long as I know you're not scary. I'll be changing it in two weeks.

Thursday, July 31, 2008

Tagged By Megs

A = ADVOCATE FOR: Teachers getting better pay and more respect.
B = BEST FEATURE: Sympathetic
C= COULDN'T DO WITHOUT: Russ
D = DREAMS AND DESIRES: Travel, travel, travel. Figure out something cool to accomplish and accomplish it.
E = ESSENTIAL ITEM: Passport and Costco Card
F= FAVORITE PAST TIME: Talking to friends and family and reading.
G= GOOD AT: lately, worrying.
H = HAVE NEVER TRIED: Bungee jumping and I don't think I ever will.
I = IF I HAD A MILLION DOLLARS: I would invest most of it and then I would travel and find people to help with the money.
K = KINDRED SPIRIT(s): If you mean who do I think and feel most like--Jo March. If you mean who do I love to hang out with--too many to list.
L = LITTLE KNOWN FACT: I traveled to Hawaii without my suitcase (no, not on purpose).
M = MEMORABLE MOMENT: Saying goodbye to Russ when he left on his mission.
N = NEVER AGAIN WILL I: ride Finding Nemo.
O = OCCASIONAL INDULGENCE: pickle juice, green olives and m&m cookie dough ice cream (it's to die for)!
P= PERSON I MOST ADMIRE: Florence Nightingale
Q = QUOTE: I have a few good ones: "Fashion is a form of ugliness so intolerable that we have to alter it every six months."-Oscar Wilde "Life is pain princess. . .anyone who says differently is selling something." -The Princess Bride "I read an walked for miles at night along the beach, writing bad blank verse and searching endlessly for someone wonderful who would step out of the darkness and change my life. It never crossed my mind that that person could be me."-Anna Quindlen "Put your hand on a hot stove for a minute, and it seems like an hour. Sit with a pretty girl for an hour, and it seems like minutes. That's relativity." -Albert Einstein "Dance like no one is watching. Sing like no one is listening. Love like you've never been hurt and live like it's heaven on Earth." -Mark Twain
R = REASON TO SMILE: Being somewhere with someone and being so full of joy that you want everything to stay just as it is and remembering those times.
S = SORRY ABOUT: forgetting people's names two seconds after they tell me what it is.
T = TAG SOME FRIENDS: Tiffany Dewitt, Ginna, Dave, Dustin
U = UNINTERESTED IN: hearing anymore crying from either of my two kids--especially at the same time.
V = VERY SCARED OF: Russ dying or anyone at all close to me dying. They can't leave me here all alone. I would miss everyone WAY too much. I'm also deathly afraid of Polygamy.
W = WORST HABIT: Lately it's been worrying a lot and getting far too worked up over being a mom and all the stress that comes with it.
X = X MARKS MY IDEAL VACATION SPOT: Anywhere and everywhere, but I really want to go to the beach at the moment so Hawaii sounds perfect.
Y = YESTERYEAR DECADE OF CHOICE: 1940's, but really I don't think I could stand being a woman any time but now and I don't like war.
Z = ZODIAC SIGN: Scorpio.

Monday, July 28, 2008

Pioneer Day



We had a very fun, very full Pioneer Day. Russ took a half-day and we headed to Taste of the Valley. We've done this for several years now, but think this may be our last for awhile. It's getting way too crowded. Most years we're rolling out with eating so much food, but this year there weren't as many booths and the lines were horrendous. After baking in the unruly heat we decided to cool off at Lehi's super sweet pool. Even Hannah went swimming and liked it and of course Gen LOVED it. Russ and I did too. Then we had dinner and shopping excitement at IKEA. And to finish off the day we did some fireworks.



Friday, July 25, 2008

Chamber Maid

So I've been reading some books and I've seen a movie or two in the last little while where those poor servants have to clean out their superiors chamber pots. That even meant, in some cases, if you were a lower servant you cleaned an upper servant's pot for them. I just keep thinking, wow that's nasty! I'm so glad I didn't live back then because I wouldn't want to try to use one of those things and I definitely would HATE cleaning out some one else's waste. It was after thinking this for like the tenth time that I came to the horridly slow realization--I was that very chamber maid. For the last little while as Genevieve has given up diapers I have been cleaning out her little potty every time she visits the edifice. It was then that I decided it was time for the little potty to go and she now needed to move to the regular potty. She refused to go when she discovered that her pink potty had disappeared. Luckily it didn't/couldn't last long and now I'm only wiping bottoms.

Tuesday, July 22, 2008

200 Have and Have Nots

I saw this on Brittany's blog and I wanted to do it too. So what you do is bold all of the things you've done.

1. Touched an iceberg
2. Slept under the stars

3. Been a part of a hockey fight
4. Changed a baby’s diaper
5. Watched a meteor shower
6. Given more than you can afford to charity
7. Swam with wild dolphins--no but I totally want to! I want to hold on to them while they swim.
8. Climbed a mountain
9. Held a tarantula
10. Said “I love you” and meant it
11. Bungee jumped
12. Visited Paris
13. Watched a lightning storm at sea
14. Stayed up all night long and watched the sun rise
15. Seen the Northern Lights (no but this is on the life list!)
16. Gone to a professional sports game
17. Been to the top of the Sears Tower
18. Grown and eaten your own vegetables
19. Looked up at the night sky through a telescope
20. Had an uncontrollable giggling fit at the worst possible moment Unfortunately this happens all too often.
21. Had a pillow fight
22. Bet on a winning horse
23. Taken a sick day when you’re not ill
24. Built a snow fort
25. Held a lamb
26. Gone skinny dipping And I HIGHLY recommend it. I can't wait until I can do it again.
27. Taken an ice cold bath
28. Had a meaningful conversation with a beggar
29. Seen a total eclipse
30. Ridden a roller coaster
31. Hit a home run
32. Danced like a fool and not cared who was looking
33. Adopted an accent for fun

34. Visited the birthplace of your ancestors
35. Felt very happy about your life, even for just a moment
36. Loved your job 90% of the time
37. Had enough money to be truly satisfied
38. Watched wild whales
39. Gone rock climbing
40. Gone on a midnight walk on the beach
41. Gone sky diving
42. Visited Ireland-want to
43. Ever bought a stranger a meal at a restaurant
44. Visited India-want to
45. Bench-pressed your own weight
46. Milked a cow
47. Alphabetized your personal files
48. Ever worn a superhero costume
49. Sung karaoke
50. Lounged around in bed all day I can't wait until I can do it again.
51. Gone snorkling
52. Kissed in the rain
53. Played in the mud
54. Gone to a drive-in theater
55. Done something you should regret, but don’t
56. Visited the Great Wall of China
57. Started a business
58. Taken a martial arts class
59. Sung on a CD
60. Gone without food for 3 days
61. Made cookies from scratch
62. Won first prize in a costume contest
63. Got flowers for no reason
64. Been in a combat zone
65. Spoken more than one language fluently
66. Gotten into a fight while attempting to defend someone
67. Bounced a check
68. Read - and understood - your credit report (mostly)
69. Recently bought and played with a favorite childhood toy Well I didn't buy it, but I borrowed back my NES (the old school one) and I've been playing Zelda on it. I still think it's the best Zelda.
70. Found out something significant that your ancestors did
71. Called or written your Congress person
72. Picked up and moved to another city to just start over-This often sounds good to me.
73. Seen the Golden Gate Bridge
74. Helped an animal give birth
75. Been fired or laid off from a job
76. Won money
77. Broken a bone
78. Ridden a motorcycle
79. Driven any land vehicle at a speed of greater than 100 mph Ah the Autobahn. I drove faster than Russ did, but I was scarred spitless!
80. Hiked to the bottom of the Grand Canyon
81. Slept through an entire flight: takeoff, flight, and landing
82. Taken a canoe trip that lasted more than 2 days
83. Eaten sushi-YUCK!
84. Had your picture in the newspaper
85. Read The Bible cover to cover
86. Changed someone’s mind about something you care deeply about
87. Gotten someone fired for their actions
88. Gone back to school
89. Changed your name-I'm guessing this means not just your last name.
90. Caught a fly in the air with your bare hands- No, but I watched my three-year old cousin do it. It was so cool!!
91. Eaten fried green tomatoes
92. Read The Iliad
93. Taught yourself an art from scratch
94. Killed an animal and prepared and ate it.
95. Apologized to someone years after inflicting the hurt

96. Communicated with someone without sharing a common spoken language -- It's not that fun.
97. Been elected to public office
98. Thought to yourself that you’re living your dream
99. Had to see someone you love in hospice care
100. Sold your own artwork to someone who didn’t know you
101. Had a booth at a street fair
102. Dyed your hair
103. Been a DJ
104. Rocked a baby to sleep
105. Ever dropped a cat from a high place to see if it really lands on all four
106. Raked your carpet- I'm not quite sure why someone would do this.
107. Brought out the best in people- I really don't know.
108. Brought out the worst in people- I really don't know.
109. Worn a mood ring
110. Ridden a horse
111. Carved an animal from a piece of wood or bar of soap
112. Cooked a dish where four people asked for the recipe
113. Buried a child
114. Gone to a Broadway play on Broadway-someday
115. Been inside the pyramids-someday
116. Shot a basketball into a basket
117. Danced at a disco
118. Played in a band
119. Shot a bird
120. Gone to an arboretum
121. Tutored someone
122. Ridden a train
123. Brought an old fad back into style
124. Eaten caviar
125. Let a salesman talk you into something you didn’t need
126. Ridden a giraffe or elephant-No, but this is something I HAVE to do before I die! Ever since I saw the jungle book I've wanted to ride an elephant bare back and say "Tut, Tut."
127. Published a book
128. Pieced a quilt (helped)
129. Lived in an historic place-Well it does say Welcome to Historic Provo on all of the signs.
130. Acted in a play or performed on a stage
131. Asked for a raise
132. Made a hole-in-one
133. Gone deep sea fishing
134. Gone roller skating
135. Run a marathon
136. Learned to surf
137. Invented something
138. Flown first class
139. Spent the night in a 5-star luxury suite
140. Flown in a helicopter
141. Visited Africa- No but I have to do this too!
142. Sang a solo
143. Gone spelunking This is where I figured out that I'm claustrophobic.
144. Learned how to take a compliment
145. Written a love-story
146. Seen Michelangelo’s David
147. Had your portrait painted
148. Written a fan letter
149. Spent the night in something haunted-Woah and I never EVER will. YIKES!
150. Owned a St. Bernard or Great Dane
151. Ran away
152. Learned to juggle
153. Been a boss
154. Sat on a jury
155. Lied about your weight
156. Gone on a diet
157. Found an arrowhead or a gold nugget
158. Written a poem
159. Carried your lunch in a lunchbox
160. Gotten food poisoning Let's just say I'm horribly terrified of Wendy's chicken sandwiches.
161. Gone on a service, humanitarian or religious mission- Someday! I totally want to go to Africa!
162. Hiked the Grand Canyon
163. Sat on a park bench and fed the ducks
164. Gone to the opera
165. Gotten a letter from someone famous
166. Worn knickers- Isn't that just another way to say pants?
167. Ridden in a limousine
168. Attended the Olympics
169. Can hula or waltz -both
170. Read a half dozen Nancy Drew or Hardy Boys books
171. Been stuck in an elevator
172. Had a revelatory dream
173. Thought you might crash in an airplane
174. Had a song dedicated to you on the radio or at a concert
175. Saved someone’s life
176. Eaten raw whale
177. Know how to sew
178. Laughed till your side hurt
179. Straddled the equator- that sounds cool
180. Taken a photograph of something other than people that is worth framing
181. Gone to a Shakespeare Festival
182. Sent a message in a bottle
183. Spent the night in a hostel-Several actually.
184. Been a cashier
185. Seen Old Faithful geyser erupt
186. Joined a union
187. Donated blood or plasma
188. Built a campfire
189. Kept a blog
190. Had chicken pox
191. Worn custom made shoes or boots
192. Made a PowerPoint presentation
193. Taken a Hunter’s Safety Course
194. Served at a soup kitchen
195. Conquered the Rubik’s cube
196. Know CPR
197. Ridden in or owned a convertible
198. Found a long lost friend
199. Helped solve a crime
200. Received a professional massage

Monday, July 21, 2008

Europe Here We Come



I wish that were true. It's going to be true again someday soon. But now to the point. Genevieve, a few days ago, sat and watched an entire episode of Rick Steves. What two year old does that? Watch out Russ! You've got another trip fanatic on your hands.

Sunday, July 13, 2008

A Myriad of Posts

So I think of things all the time that I want to blog about, but then I either have no time, don't feel like it or forget what it was I wanted to blog about. So here is some of those in a condensed version.

I'm EXHAUSTED!

So I realized a few days ago I've been tired for a year straight and realistically
I've been tired on and off ever since Genevieve was born. But for a year I don't remember a time when I actually got a decent night's sleep. Pregnancy definitely took an ugly toll and now with Hannah being here it has become ever more the challenge to find time to sleep. I just want one night where I can go to bed relatively early and sleep through the night without being awoken by a hungry or sick child or by my worried mind wondering if someone is going to wake me up.

How Is This Even Possible?!

Ok so I swear NO one else's children get sick as often as mine do. What is Genevieve doing? Is she cleaning each floor and surface with her tongue of every house, store and building we visit when I'm not looking?! Is she inhaling with vigor all the sneezes, coughs and bodily mists that emanate from every living soul?! She must be, because she is sick again for the third time in six weeks. (And I'm sure you all remember how we were literally sick the WHOLE winter). Hannah got the first couple and lucky me has gotten all of them. I'm so tired of this. I think we're seriously considering moving to our own deserted island where nursery and the public can no longer reach us. I literally can't take much more of this. Like I said before I'm beyond tired and I'm absolutely "sick" of being sick. I'm through! So let the sick gods take note. It's high time you left us alone and found someone else to pick on because I think one more illness anytime in the near future is going to send me either to my grave or into a raving lunatic.

Independence Day

was awesome! And so were the days following it. We had a great time going to the parade, eating food, hanging out with family and friends and watching lots of fireworks. It's such a good holiday. Here are some pictures. . .

Cul-de-sac of Fire





Parade








Lunch at Mom's and Dad's





Swimming with Friends