Summer Fun

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So far our summer has been very productive. Not busy, just productive. We are homeschooling our kids in the summer, and it seems to be going well this year. We have been doing it consistently for 3 summers now and I see a big difference in how well they retain what they have learned as well as keeping them busy so they don’t get bored during the long summer months.

If the kids get there chores and school work done by noon then we like to go and do something fun. Yesterday we went to the pool. It was our first pool trip of the season and they had a blast.

Sissy is off at girls camp, so it is a little lonely around here without her. We do have lots and LOTS of house guests so I am pretty busy. Some days it feels like we are running a hotel, but I love it.

Loss

So in an earlier post I eluded to the fact that hubby will be getting a new job. I have been really excited about this turn of events. Yes it is stressful, but exciting to. The idea of finally having health insurance is almost overwhelming.

In all my excitement I overlooked the fact that this will mean that hubby will have to get up and go to work everyday. This may not seem like such a big deal to most of you, but he has worked from home for 10 1/2 years. He will now have to join the masses in commuting to a “real” job.

My 2 youngest have no concept of what most dads do. They don’t understand that not all dads are home all day everyday. My oldest was only 3 when hubby started working from home.

I thought that I would be excited to have the house and my time all to myself, but now that it is upon us I’m not. I feel a great sense of loss. In some ways I feel like I am loosing my best friend. I am so used to having him home to talk to all the time. I feel a loss for myself and for my kids. I think all kids should get to have there dads around all the time. I know this isn’t the norm, but it has been our reality for most of our marriage and almost all of my kids lives.

I still feel this is going to be great, but I can’t help feel a little sad.

Lifting up Serenity

Our friends, Phil and Adria, just learned that their youngest daughter has Leukemia. She’s too cute to have this happen to her and they could use your support.

Check out Serenity’s blog for updates, information, donations and to sign her guestbook with your thoughts.

We visited her in the hospital last Saturday, the day after diagnosis, and she was very sleepy. Sunday morning she went in for her port surgery so her treatments will be easier to handle over the next 2 1/2 years. Can you imagine chemo for 2 1/2 years?

If you can help, please go donate. Otherwise at least go visit her site, learn a thing or two about Leukemia and drop her a note on her guestbook.

* I just found out that after a really rough week Serenity if finally home with her family. She is still very sick, but resting at home now. She has a long LONG road ahead of her, but making it home is a big step.

I Just Might be a Convert

You may have noticed the lack of photos on my posts for a few months now. This was all because someone talked me into upgrading to a newer version of wordpress. Since updating I have not been able to get anything to work especially posting photos. My wonderful hubby kept telling me if I would just switch to Firefox the problem would go away. Yeah I’ve heard that before. That is what caused the problem in the first place. Never mess with something thats working.

Finally I gave in and converted to Firefox and so far so good. I was able to upload photos without much trouble (the photos still won’t center).

Since I haven’t been able to post photos for a while (or blog for that matter) here is some of what we have been up to.

We moved, from here…

to here. It’s a long story.

Sadie and I went to the Scrapbook Expo

We met my friend Dev and a few of her friends their.

We had a suprise birthday party for big guy

Little man graduated

 

 Aren’t they so cute!

Not to flip subject so abruptly, but a good friend of mine is at a children’s hospital with a very VERY sick baby girl. Go over and wish her and her little girl well. They could use all the good thought and prayers we can send there way. Many of you may know her as chezadria.

 

Graduation Day

Today was our youngests big day. He graduated from preschool. This is bitter sweet since he is my youngest and last baby and will now be in kindergarten

We are definitely starting a new phase of life, and I’m not sure I’m ready for it.

They had a magician come and entertain. The kids loved it.

Mrs. Rebbecca gave a little speech and said “goodbye”.

This one time, at band camp…

OK so I have a confession to make. When I as in high school I was one of those band geeks. I started playing the flute in 5th grade and ended up playing for 7 years.

When I first started I loved it, and I have to admit I was pretty good. I was never the best, but I was always in the top 3 in my class. My mom sprung for private lessons, and I improved even more.

I started competing at music festivals and loved it. I loved hearing the judges tell me what I did well and what I could work on. For a child who was lacking in coordination finally I found something that I was good at, I mean really good at and it felt great.

When high school rolled around I suddenly became painfully aware of how uncool band was and my desire to continue playing came to a screeching halt. My social life soared and my grades dropped. I needed to keep my grades up to not only keep my parents off my back but to keep my GPA within a reasonable range. So back to band I went.

Band was easy if you showed up you got an A, and I really needed that A. Then came out of town trips, and I was convinced that band was the coolest thing ever (as long as my friends didn’t find out I was in band).

Our first trip was to Canada, and never being out of Washington that I could remember I was excited. Not only was this going to be a trip out of town, no parents, but we also had a curfew of 4 am can you believe it. Who thought that giving a bunch of 16 year olds the chance to run around a town they didn’t know anything about until 4 in the morning was a good idea?

We slept at a local high school camped out (co-ed) on the gym floor. We watched movies, ordered pizza, and went shopping at the local mall. Shopping in Canada rocks! No taxes, and everything was so much cheaper.

So what would you do with no parents, out of town, with friends and a 4 am curfew? I know what I would do, invite my boyfriend to drive up and stay with us. Of course being the loving boyfriend that he was he agreed. He made the 3 hour drive and picked me and some friends up. Great boyfriend huh? Yeah I thought so to that’s why I married him.

Bad Day

* I wrote this almost 2 weeks ago, but held onto in because I wasn’t ready to share with the world.

A bad day would be an understatement! Today my dad went in for open heart surgery. He is actually under the knife as I type this. This came as a surprise. Yes he does have a family history of heart problems but he is only in his 50’s. The surgeon will be replacing 5 out of his 6 arteries.

Just for fun to make this day even worse my husband lost a major contract. He works with a family business and it was his brother who told him “his services were no longer required”. He gave us no notice, and I don’t even know if we are getting a paycheck tomorrow (even though he did work those 2 weeks). Oh and by the way he did it through email, can you believe that?

Then to top it all off I have to go and put a smile on my face and teach Enrichment Night tonight.

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Race for the Cure

As many of you know “07″ wasn’t very kind to our family. If I could I would erase it from history and pretend the whole year just didn’t happen. Since that is not possible we are just moving on and making the most of a new year.

Among many horrible events of “07″ there is one that sticks out the most. For the first time in my life I got an up close look at cancer and what an ugly horrible disease cancer is. I very unexpectedly lost my biological father to cancer. This came just weeks after my mother-in-law found out she had breast cancer.

Loosing my dad was a huge shock, I didn’t even know he was sick. I just got a phone call one day that he had died. I missed the chance to say goodbye, and maybe resolve old issues.

The loss of my dad also made my mother-in-laws cancer uncomfortably real. I don’t deal well with things I can’t fix so I threw myself into caring for her the best way I knew how. I cooked, I cleaned, I ran errands, I took her to her appointments, and I prayed a lot.

I watched as cancer took everything from her, first her hair and slowly it robbed her of her ability to even get out of bed. Through it all she was a tower of strength and dignity. She was worried about how her kids and grand kids would react to her bald head. It didn’t bother us any, and she slowly started going without a wig more and more. We laughed and joked with her about the situation and she helped get all of us through it. My hubby even suggested she dress up like Uncle Fester from the Adams Family for Halloween.

After 9 long months she beat it. She worked really hard at getting her strength back, and is now in London with my father in law on a church mission. I’m sure she would say that all she went through was worth it to be where she is now. We are truly blessed to still have her with us, and to have her healthy enough to serve the way she is.

This year in honor of my wonderful mother-in-law and all the other brave women battling this ugly disease our family will be running in the Susan G. Komen breast cancer race in Salt Lake city. The race will be on May 10th at the Gateway mall. If you want to join the fun you can register here online.

I am in no way ready to run a 5k, yes I am that out of shape. I am setting my standards very low. My goal is to finish the race. I think that one I can manage. I will be running with my sister-in-law, my 13 year old daughter, and many friends who are joining the cause. I hope to never have to deal with cancer again although I know this is very unlikely.

It must be spring

It seems that all the blogosphere talk has shifted towards babies. Everywhere I turn people are talking about having a baby, being pregnant, or considering becoming pregnant. I think it’s great. I love hearing about everyone’s families.

I have a few friends who have recently announced they are expecting and I couldn’t be happier for them. I must admit I’m feeling a little left out. It is a strange feeling being 31 and having your youngest and last baby turn 5. Part of me says I’m to old to have anymore, and part of me can’t believe that I’m done. At this point the idea of starting all over is to overwhelming to think about, but the idea of the next baby in the family being my grandchild is even scarier. My daughter turned 13 this year and it seems like life is flying by way to fast. If she follows our families pattern I could be a grandmother in about 6 more years. How scary is that?

The idea that my youngest will be in kindergarten next year, and I could choose to do something for myself like go back to school is a wonderful thought. I am feeling free to pursue things I’ve always wanted to do, but is this a selfish thing? The idea of him being in kindergarten also scares me. I have wanted to be a mother for as long as I remember. My job has always been to take care of my little ones and now I feel like that is coming to an end. If I’m not just my kids mom anymore then who am I? Dad’s have it easier because they also have there career as part of there identity. I’ve been a wife and mother only, and wonder what else am I?

This may seem like a pity party, but it’s not. I really am enjoying the idea of having options for my future. I just don’t know what I want more, freedom in my day, or more babies to cuddle.

So tell me how did you know if you were done or if there were more babies meant for you?

 

Disappointed

I have to admit that I am totally an Oprah fan. I don’t watch her show very often, because I just don’t watch that much TV, but I love her for what she tries to do. I really feel she tries the best way she knows how to help people. I admire the fact that she doesn’t just throw money at people and assume that money will fix their problems. She tries to educate people and show them how to change their own life’s and I love that.

When I heard about her new show “The Big Give“, I had to give up my ban on TV and watch. I was hooked from the first moment. The idea that you can turn charity into a amazingly fun show to watch was really intriguing. I have faithfully watched it since it’s first episode and continue to love it.

Yesterday I got a phone call from my sister who works for a granite counter company. She was calling to tell me that they had been contacted by Oprah’s people to do granite counter tops on a Big Give episode that will be filmed here in Salt Lake City. The whole thing is fake! They set up ahead of time those who will donate. The contestants are given the people to contact who have already agreed to donate.

I am totally disappointed about this. I still think that the idea for the show is great, but it will be hard to watch when I know that all those phone calls they are making begging for people to help someones dream come true are totally fake.

Oprah came down hard on an author who “exaggerated” his life story in a book that she loved, isn’t this the same thing?

I feel like a kid who just found out there is no Santa Claus. What do you think? Have you ever really been let down by someone you admired?

 

The VERY best April Fools ever!

OK I know I already posted once today, but I couldn’t pass this up. CNN posted a story on April Fools daythat claimed Snoop Dogg became a Mormon. I will admit I’m a Snoop Dogg fan (don’t judge me), but Snoop as a Mormon, now that’s funny! The CNN link doesn’t seem to be going through, so here is the story for your reading pleasure. Enjoy.

DIAMOND BAR, California (AP) — In what some may consider an unexpected move, rap artist “Snoop Dogg” has reportedly converted to Mormonism after nearly a year of study with the fast-growing, Utah-based faith.

Snoop Dogg says he “can’t get enough of the Book of Mormon.”

In a statement, a spokeswoman for Snoop Dogg — whose real name is Calvin Broadus — said he considers himself extremely fortunate to have discovered such a deep sense of spiritual fulfillment at this stage in his life.

“Mr. Broadus is also very pleased to find that his family is as enthusiastic about attending church services as he is,” the spokeswoman said.

However, Snoop Dogg has not been enthusiastic about publicly sharing his experience and declined to be interviewed by CNN for this article. In fact, he reportedly informed producers of his E! reality show “Snoop Dogg’s Father Hood” that this particular aspect of his family’s life was off-limits to the cameras. Still, he left open the possibility of addressing the subject in future episodes.

According to the Associated Press, Snoop Dogg was first introduced to the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints, as the Mormon Church is officially known, after attending a Gladys Knight concert in an LDS meeting house in Los Angeles.

Knight, who very publicly discusses her conversion to Mormonism several years ago, invited Snoop Dogg to what is known to the Mormon faithful as “Family Home Evening,” a church program that encourages families to set aside Monday evenings for gospel-centered lessons and family togetherness.

Though Snoop Dogg has been hesitant to publicly discuss his recent spiritual journey, he commented on the experience of attending his first “Family Home Evening” in a recent interview with People Magazine.

“I was hooked from the start,” Snoop Dogg said. “We talked about the purpose of life, played Mousetrap, and ate brownies. The kids thought it was off the hook, for real.”

In what Snoop Dogg now thinks was anything but a coincidence, Mormon missionaries had knocked on his door just one week before the Knight concert. He said he had initially turned them away because of what he knew about the strict Mormon health code, which prohibits members from smoking, drinking alcohol, and using drugs.

“Y’all know me,” he said grinning broadly. “There were just certain things the old me — the “natural man” — needed to do. And these young guys are telling me that God’s not down with disrespecting ourselves. But it’s cool now.”

Snoop Dogg said his conversion marks the end of his old life, one that included frequent run-ins with the law. Snoop Dogg was convicted in 1990 of cocaine possession and charged with gun possession after a 1993 traffic stop. In 1997, he pleaded guilty in exchange for a lighter sentence.

In 1996, Snoop Dogg was acquitted of murder after a purported gangbanger was killed by gunfire from the vehicle in which Snoop Dogg was traveling.

Snoop Dogg dismisses critics who claim his conversion is intended to placate a Salt Lake County judge, before whom he is appealing an alleged probation violation.

“Listen, the haters will say what they will,” Snoop Dogg said. “I can only do what I feel is right.”

I’m Back, I know you missed me, right?

Mmmmkay well, I’m back, an no I didn’t fall off the face of the earth (although that did sound like a good option). Life just got busy, so I checked out for a while.

I had fun catching up on everyone else’s blogs and reading a few books that I have been trying to get to and I’m now ready to join the rest of the world again.

I woke up this morning to beautiful blue skies (still to chilly for my liking) and I’m hopeful that this will be a new trend. Winter is killing me!

Hubby and I still need to get over to the old house and finish cleaning it out to get it ready to rent. This requires a run to the dump, but seriously it is FREEZING outside. The last thing I want to do is haul junk out to a trailer in the wind and snow. So my choice is procrastination, and so far it is working for me.

Tomorrow is suppose to be even better weather, so I’m running out of excuses.

A few weeks ago while packing boxes hubby leaned over and said “how about leaving all this and running off the Vegas for the weekend.” , and that’s what we did. We went and stayed at MGM, ate yummy food, did a lot of shopping, and went to see “O”. We left the kids home with my sister, and it was so worth it.

It was fun, and much needed. I came home feeling ready to get back to work on the house, but then the weather started to really suck so that didn’t happen.

So tell me what do you do to get through a never ending winter?

 

Moving, Not Fun!

I have been MIA for a while due to a horrible move (more on that later). I have been without Internet for a week, and to stressed to share whats been going on.

Thank you to Dev for tagging me and giving me something to blog about.

HOW OLD IS ASH: 32! (nine months older to the day)
WHO EATS MORE: Ash (I’m dieting)
WHO SAID “I LOVE YOU’ FIRST: hmmm. that was so long ago… I don’t remember.
WHO IS TALLER: Ash is at least a whole head taller.
WHO SINGS BETTER: Ash hands down, No question. I think I’m probably tone deaf.
WHO IS SMARTER: Ash, but I’m pretty street smart.
WHO DOES THE LAUNDRY: ME
WHO DOES THE DISHES: Me
WHO SLEEPS ON THE RIGHT SIDE OF THE BED: Ash, I sleep on the side closer to the kids.
WHO PAYS THE BILLS: Ash does, but I used to. We seem to take turns every few years.
WHO MOWS THE LAWN: The lawn people, but Ash did before we lived in a neighborhood that did it for you.
WHO COOKS DINNER: that would be me.
WHO IS MORE STUBBORN: I would say Ash, but I’m sure he would say me.
WHO KISSED WHO FIRST: He would say that I did on the first date.
WHO ASKED WHO OUT FIRST: We met on a blind date, but then he asked me out the next week (and the rest is history).
WHO PROPOSED: Once again, he would say I did, but that is not how I remember it.
WHO IS MORE SENSITIVE: I’m not sure, I guess it depends on what topic.
WHO HAS MORE FRIENDS: we really have the same friends…
WHO HAS MORE SIBLIINGS: Ash is one of five.
WHO WEARS THE PANTS: I do all though I like to let him think he does ;0)
WHO ARE YOU TAGGING: I don’t want anyone to feel left out, so whoever wants to play.

Check out my post at Fight the Fluffy and find out what is your Happy Weight.

I AM A WINNER!

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I never win ANYTHING. I just don’t have that great of luck, but today I won.

I entered a raffle for a Valentine’s gift basket that my friends MOPS group was giving away. I figured it was a charitable contribution, because there was no way I was going to win. I never win anything.

Yesterday I got a phone call that she needed to come drop my prize off, and I couldn’t believe it. Winning is fun!

The basket included:

  • Sparkling cider
  • 2 wine glasses (purple, very pretty)
  • Red Robin gift card
  • Color Me Mine gift card
  • Pecan scented candle
  • Rocky Mountain Chocolate gift basket (there was a gift basket inside the gift basket)
  • Certificate for free babysitting
  • Movie passes
  • Dale and Thomas popcorn
  • 4 marriage books
  • A Kama Sutra bath set

In Honor of Valentines Day…

The stupidest Mormon pick up line EVER.

Guy: “Is your name virtue.”

Girl: “No, why?”

Guy: “because you garnish my thoughts unceasingly.” (D&C 121:45)

Seriously. Are you kidding me? I couldn’t believe this actually came out of the mouth of a boy my daughters age. Some kid said this to one of her friends. In all fairness he is only in the 7th grade, but give me a break!

So tell me, what is the stupidest pickup line you’ve heard?