This may be one of my boringest rants ever!! whatever..

So I probably should have mentioned this before, but there are times when I am writing a blog that I write a little walk away, write a little more, then walk away. Sometimes my minds not working at that moment, or I don't want to forget something, or I don't have time to sit and write the whole thing right then. So sometimes if I get off a subject or don't make sense it is because of this reason, at least that is my excuse anyway.

Anyway, yesterday was a great way to spend a casual holiday. I got up took my shower, ran to the store, and made some coleslaw for the memorial get together at our friends the Detmers. The kids of course had a great time swimming and playing with the kids. The adults had too much fun laughing, and talking over watermelon margaritas. Eric made amazing pulled pork and we feasted on that yummy salads, and dips. I took my cake balls, and they seemed to be a hit. You can't go wrong with cake balls thats for sure! When we got home, we were all beat!! The kids ate, got there jammies on and hit the hay. I went to bed, checked my email and was out! Jonny followed right behind me. I tried to get him to take today off (though I am always trying to get him to take the day off), but he wouldn't cause it is always too hectic to go back to work and iron things out when he is gone for just a day. Now that he is a manager he has even more, and more responsibilities. Although he is stretched to the limit he was born to manage. I woulda thrown the towel in on the very first day, noooo thank you! Jonny loves the challenges, he is an amazing decision maker, and knows exactly how to delegate. He is on their level, because he has been on that level, yet he knows how to make his bosses happy. He is a born leader, unlike his wife lol. I am happy to NOT lead anyone. I will do my thing, my way, you do yours however and whenever you want. Don't ask me to make any decisions, or what to do, or where to go, cause I will either, tell you "I don't care" or take an hour to decide, and change my mind.

I mean when I go shopping it takes me an hour to decide if I REALLY want it or not. I will put it in the cart, and by the time its time to time to check out I will have changed my mind and not want it. Jonny's theory: "buy it, if you don't like it when you get home take it back." That is just a hassle to me lol. Don't get me wrong I'm not weak... well not anymore, I used to be weak, I just wanted someone else to decide for me. Now I don't want to decide, because I don't want to regret the decision. I know its ridiculous. Anyway, sense marrying Jonny, I have gotten stronger, have more opinions, and see things differently. Not to say that I will give you my opinion.. unless you ask me. Even if you ask me, I probably won't tell you all of it. Why? Because I don't want a rebudule (sp) on it, or to hear what you think of my opinion. I don't like arguments,or confrontations. Most of the time I feel its a waste of negative time, and won't change any ones opinion, and most likely they won't change mine. Unless it comes to my husband. We don't have a lot of arguments, but when we do its something that matters, and one of us always comes out seeing the other ones side a little better. Jonny taught me how to argue. Really! I don't like it, so I would shut down, in any other situations with anyone else. I f I argued with them over an opinion it didn't change anything. I was afraid to say something back, so I didn't say anything at all. Jonny taught me how to speak my mind, and mean it. If you are going to live with someone that matters to you, then they should know what you think and how you feel, and vise versa. Jonny matters, so it makes a difference. Not to say nobody else matters of course they do, but chances are I'm not going to change any ones life, if I don't like a movie and they do. I usually just listen to their opinion, if they didn't like it, my response is "oh I liked it" thats it, no further. They have their reasoning and I have mine. We came from two different backgrounds, with different sense of humors, and different attitudes. I appreciate others thoughts, but usually its not going to change my thinking. I can always see why they would like something or someone, even though I don't. I always try to put myself in there shoes, and understand what they are saying, but it doesnt mean I am going to agree with it, I just see it through their eyes. Thankfully we all have different opinions, and ways of looking at the world, or this place would be REALLY boring! God made some of us fisty and some of us not a bit of fistiness. Now as an adult I except every being of me! Good things and bad, I was given these traits for a reason. I handle things differently from you. I am who I am because of the spirit I was givin' and the people I grew up with. I don't like negativity but that doesn't mean I am never negative. I just try to push it out of the way and move on. Jacie will come home and say "Mommy, I had a bad day" thats when I look at her and say "Really?" "Are you sure you had a bad day?".. thats when she realizes who she is talking to and say's "ok, I had a lot of bad moments today." I'm trying to teach them that we don't have bad days, we have bad moments. I refuse to give the devil all of the day that God has granted us. I woke up, and walked in the bathroom with both of my feet, and brushed my teeth with my hands and arms. I kissed my kids good morning. I am breathing and smiling and choose to be happy. You will have bad moments, but you have to recognize that there is good in the world everyday! Now I do believe in bad days. When my uncles, grandmothers, father in law, and mother in law died, those were bad days. Though we know they have gone home to God, we mourn that they won't be here to share so much for so long. September 11th was a bad day. Though the day was not rainy there was a gloom for weeks. But the day your car breaks down, or you get a kidney stone or break a nail, even all in one day.. you can not give it all to bad, look for good in everything! I know I sound corny and I'm defiantly not always in a wonderful mood, and happy all of the time. But like I say if you push negative it will push you back, if you embrace positive it will love you back. Give your woes to God, I can't fix, only he can. If he doesn't at that moment, trust me there is a lesson in it. Of all the lessons my Mom taught me, this was THE most valuable to me! This is what got me through many woes through the 3 high schools I went to. God may not always answer your prayers when you want him to, but when you get through that time you will see that you've learn a great lesson from it. Now, again I am not all happy go lucky all of the time, but I am not going to go around telling everyone how miserable I am. What good does that do? It just burden's that other person, they have enough problems of their own. Now, if you have a good friend, and you need to get things off of your chest and talk about it, and let them help you see its not all bad, and your not all bad, I am totally for that. You should never keep things in. BUT, that doesn't mean you go around to every person you see and tell them your woes, so that they are burden. That just tells me you are looking for sympathy from everyone. I don't go around shedding sorrow on others, in fact I will not share every part of myself with anyone except Jonny. Why I trust Jonny, I live with Jonny, I get Jonny, and he completely gets me, I love him, oh how I love him, I truly believe that our creator made Jonny just for me. Isn't that so selfish and conceited of me? I know it is, but its hard to imagine Jonny with anyone else, we are so suited for each other. What I lack Jonny makes up for, and what he lacks (he won't admit) I think I make up for. Don't get me wrong, we can drive each other bonkers at times because who wouldn't when you live with someone, but usually its pretty chill in our house. (Oh and I also have two sisters and a Mom I occasionally rant, on and on to)


And don't look at me like "oh she's just perfect and her life is just perfect?" Nooo, nothing is perfect and only Jesus is perfect! Don't make me feel guilty for loving, my husband, getting along with him, or my parents or my sisters! I am so sick of feeling guilty for things like that. I think everyone needs to chill about thinking everyone elses life is better than there own, get over it! Ok, that is my rant about that, I won't even get into any more about how I feel about that!! I digress.. moving on. Anyway this whole blog started about our weekend and I got on a rant, really this is very unlike me. I feel like my blog is my soap box, and I can just rant, without being interrupted lol. This could be dangerous!! lol.. Anyway I am getting tired of this blog for now, and I have to go pick up the kids from school. Count down to summer begins. I told Jack "only 10 days left!!" He quickly responded "NINE DAYS!!!" .. he's right, only 9 days left!! whoohooo!! I'm out!

Basketball and hair..

Jackson aka, Jack, bubba, bubbie, bub, dude, buddy, Jackson-son

Jackson had a 9 a.m. game this morning. Needless to say, Jack isn't really thrilled about morning games, he's not really thrilled about morning anything thing really.

This is our driver.... ok, ok, its just my handsome husband. We decided to take the galaxie today. I LOVE galaxie days.

Jacie aka "Jace", "Sissy","girl","Sunshine"

This is our morning sunshine. She is always up VERY early, and loves everything, and everyone as soon as she wakes up. She and her Daddy, are in the same boat with this. They have many Saturday, and Sunday's where they have a lot of time of bonding. Jack and I bond with zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.

We were a little rushed so her hair is drying on its own today. She decided she wanted to wash her hair at the last minute, typical girl.

ugh, you know who this is.. I, like Jack need some time to wake up. I prefer to wake up and eat lunch! I'm not a big fan of sun rises, breakfasts, birds gettin' worms or anything to do with early mornings.

This is the bballer. I love, love, love, to watch my boy play basketball! I think because he loves it. He gets it. They didn't win, but they all played really hard! Jack got 8 outta 10 points he did good.

Passin' the ball.

So after the game Jack and Jace went to spend the night at Aunie's (Yvonnes) and Uncle Jer's house. They were soooooo excited of course, because anytime they go to Aunie, and Uncle Jers they get spoiled rotten. Really if Jack said, "Aunie I know its 8 o'clock in the morning, but do you have any chocolate?" Aunie would then say: "No Jack, but I will be right back." She will literally go change, and go to the store to get the brat chocolate.

So, while they went there Jonny and I decided to go eat. Unfortuately Chiptole wasn't open yet, so we walked around till it was open. They opened a new hair salon next door to Chipotle, so while Jonny walked down to Radio Shack to day dream, I walked in and asked about prices on a hair cut. Then met up with Jonny. Jonny told me to just get it cut, (I think cause he is tired about me whinning about wanting it cut) cause I will be bumbed later if I don't just get it done. I knew he was right, so I went back. Now the place is an Aveda salon. Sooo, of course they use ONLY Aveda products. When the "senior" stylist took me over to wash my hair in the very fancy dancy "wash bowl" she asked me (as they ALWAYS do) what kind of shampoo and conditionar I use. I just hate it when they ask this question, because it always, always ends the same way! I can't lie, I just can't, I would feel bad all day, all week in fact. Soooo, I told her the truth, that I wash my hair with Pantene. Oh brother!! "Oh that is the worst product to use for your hair, you should use ANYTHING else other than that." And I thought funny, cause its the ONLY product that is affordable that allows me to get a brush through my hair. They tell me everytime that its terrible because it leaves wax in my hair. Well, the fact that I dye my hair EVERY three weeks should be worse than the fact that I wash my hair with wax. I mean really, I had 2 babies that left me with handfulls, and handfulls, and handfulls of hair any time I barely touched my head, I highly doubt my scalp cares if I have a little wax on it. Anyway as she is cutting my hair, I really did appriciate the fact that she didn't do a lot of talking, I really don't like talking when I get my hair and nails done. I just want to sit and drift off, until the whole process is finished. Usually I listen to a story about how they just got back from Vegas and got so drunk they hardly remember anything. Really, this is true conversations that I have with hair dressers... thinking hopefully they are sober, while they are doing my hair lol. Anyway, while she is cutting my hair, I am watching the girl next to her coloring the hair of a high school girl. When she is done, she tells the girl that it has to set for awhile, she then proceeds to unvelcro the backwards hair cape (thats what I like to call them hee hee) and give her a massage, I mean really diggin' in and massaging her shoulders and neck. The reason this struck me funny is because you don't expect your hair dresser to do this, and this young girl REALLY didn't expect this because it was written all over her face. She was lookin' a little awkward, and when the stylist stopped she said "is that good?" the girl said "um, yes thank you." I'm not sure if she thanked her for the massage or for stopping lol. It was just akward for all of us really. Well when I was done, my stylist walked me over to the products along the wall (which I knew was coming) and proceeded to give me the schpeal about the products and such. Well, sorry she was a very, very nice girl, but I didn't feel the need to spend $26 doors on shampoo. Thanks, but no thanks, I will stick with my waxy head. I politly declined, and then she took me over powdered my face, and put Aveda lip gloss on me, which I loved thought was very pretty but found out the lip gloss was $18 and decided to just pay for my tab, and get the heck outta $$$$ dodge!! Anyhow we finally ate our Chipotle (yum, yum), and went home. I took a 3 HOUR nap, we decided to go see the Hangover 3, (very funny, but very raunchy of course) got up took a shower (cause I loved the cut, but never ever like the way they style my hair) did my make up, got dressed and thought this was a good reason to wear my favorite black heels. I love, love to wear heels but rarely have a reason to wear them. I may just start wearing them to take the kids, cause I love em! So what if I have sweats on and a giant sweatshirt with no make up on and my hair in a scrunchy, at least I get to wear my 5 inch heels! Anyway this is how I spent my Saturday. Pretty great day, cause I was with Jonny! ;) Oh, and here is a picture of my faaaavorite black heels. Maybe one of these days I will blog about all my heels. We shall see.

Well, I am procrastinating. I need to get on the treadmill. I really don't like the treadmill, scratch that I really hate the treadmill! Its a necessary evil. It laughs at me, taunts me, and calls me names. I can only get on the treadmill if I have a show on that distracts me from the fact that I am sweating, breathing hard, and feel like my legs are gonna fall off. If I am not distracted then I get off after 5 minutes. Right now I know that "the real housewives of NY" are on my DVR and I won't let myself watch it until I get on the evil contraption, and torture myself, with an incline speed walk. Yes, I speed walk because there is not a bra out there that will tame the girls from being abused whilst I run and pretend my butt, and chest aren't bouncing in every direction. So.. I really want to watch the RHW, because I know they are going to Moraco. ALL of them are going, so you know this is a recipe for disaster! They will yell, taunt and connive while loaded on pinot grigio and other cocktails. Then the claws will come out and the fun begins. I know, I know, I am sick and twisted to watch such nonsense, but come on you have to admit, besides being frustrating and crazy it is pretty entertaining. Alright, don't admit it, just secretly watch it and quietly agree, unless you have a blog and you admit it to the 5 people that follow you on this silly thing lol. Ok, ok, here I go. I will go tie the girls down, and climb on my stupid treadmill.

Ok, this is really on the way to school..

Jack a.k.a my co-pilotstill is not quite awake yet..



















Jacie is drawing as usual..













This is where Jack took the camara from me..









still not awake....











Dolly found a scent..














Drivin'


Betty's checkin' things out, tryin' to get away from Dolly in the back...





















This is Jack gettin' out .. "Bye, buddy love you!!!"

After taking the kids to school I have come home, started another load of laundry, picked up the kitchen and takin' the dogs out twice. My computer is sitting here, on my new desk so I felt the need to sit and write. Now that I'm blogging and tweeting again, when I turn the computer on 5 tabs come

up, Facebook, Blogger, Yahoo, Twitter, and of course The Pioneer Woman. I think maybe its getting a little outta hand lol. Its fun though, and helps me relax (unless someone posts something that drives me crazy lol). It helps that I have a lap top too, I think if I just had to deal with a computer, I wouldn't put so much effort in it. I can pick it up and put it on my lap while Jonny's watchin' a game on t.v. I take it in while I take a bath (sorry for the visual), I take it in the kitchen and type while I am waiting for something to simmer, and i LOVE pandora and listenin' to music on it. At this moment its on my old country and Conway Twitty is playin'.

Most people think this music is boring and lame. This music reminds me of my child hood, if we were home, or in the car my Mom had music on, old country or 50's music. I have vivid memories of my Mom driving and singing "Please, Mr. Postman," or waking up to "Jolene" by Dolly Parton. Music was a big part of my Mom's life growing up, and she continued it with us. I am continuing it with my kids. When I sang lullabies to my babies, I didn't sing "hush little baby", I sang "walkin' after midnight" by Patsy Cline. Today, I listen to old country, new country, todays hits, 80's, 90's, 50's, we listen to it all. Unfortunately Jacks favorite right now is "house music." My LEAST favorite!! It drives me crraazzy!! I guess thats what kids do, find what you don't like, and love it! Jacie likes anything fun, and girly. She loves Taylor Swift, which I can live with. I did do something right, when I turn the radio on and ask them "ok, you guys who is this?" and their reply "ELVIS!" My favorite is when Jacie hollers "Mommy, Dolly is on the radio" Gives me goosebumps lol.

Anyway, I am excited that we have a 3 day weekend! Today is Friday, and that means NO homework, no lunches to remember, no early mornings for 3 days. I like this! Tomorrow Jack's game is at 9 which is good, cause we have the rest of the day to hang out. Monday is Memorial day, and we are goin' to our neighbors for food and hangin' out. Sounds like a good weekend to me!

Okay, here's some pictures of our way to school this morning:

Jack's not yet awake. He takes after his Mama..


Jacie says "Mommy take one of us on the couch!"

Ok, now here mommy.
Aunie bought her this bad at the Disney store. She has replaced the tinkerbell back pack, with this bag. It's one of those bag's you buy to replace plastic bags (reuseable).She LOVES it! I will have to get her another, because she has worn a whole in the bottom of it. I don't think it was made for everyday school abuse.

Oh yeah, can't forget to Pose, Jace.

Well, not a whole lot of thinkin' going on today, but on the way home from taking the kids to school this morning I took my camara out and started to click away. I was driving and clicking without looking, surprisingly some came out pretty good. I love my puppies!

Aren't they cute

Betty got outta the doggie bed, and Dolly is slinking her way in..

ah, she's in and fell fast asleep...

This is when I rolled the window down, so Betty can let her hair blow in the wind...

Let it blow girl!...

This is when I got out to go to the mail box, she likes to make sure, I will get back in the truck...

Dolly is pretty confident that I will come back and drive her cute little booty home..

Ok, Dolly we are home, sorry I have to get you up to go in the house..

Yep, I love my puppy/babies!!

So rereading my opinion on women. I have decided that I will amend it, because it doesn't really sound they way I wanted it to. Its not that I don't think that woman should have equality, its that I think a woman should get a job, because she deserve it, not because of her gender. If you are qualified for the job, and do a good interview then yes, you should get the job. BUT if you aren't good at it, and you look awkward, and you shouldn't be in a mens locker room, well you should find something else fitting for ya. I think that if women want to be equal, then do it right. Now I realize, that there are men that won't hire females. Maybe its just a problem that can't be solved. I also don't want to be looked at like a weirdo because I don't work, and I stay home with the kids. I really don't mind being called a house wife, thats what I am! I am proud to be a wife, because I love my husband and I am respected by my husband. Maybe thats why women look at me funny because I call myself a house wife. Maybe they aren't respected at home? I don't know, but as far as I'm concerned my husband works hard, and is head of the household. Does he hold this over my head, and make me feel like I am worthless? No way, never. I have more respect in my house, then anywhere else. I am an equal, I have an opinion, and he asks my opinion. I am here for him, and he is here me. I love being, a girly girl, a house wife, NOT a domestic goddess (yuck), and staying home with my kids! I think its hard being a stay at home Momma, but if that woman works AND comes home to be a Momma, now thats HARD work. I would be beyond exhausted I have ALOT of respect for those women. Oh if you are a single, employed Momma, than you are superwoman as far as I'm concerned. Those are hero's! Ok, thats my amendment! :)

Last names we are givin..

So I took the kids to school this morning, and saw a real estate sign and the name on the sign was "Karen Beer." This took my brain into thinking, "how does one get a last name like Beer?" I bet college guys all over the states would LOVE to have a last name like that lol. I mean I think if I had a last name like that I would try to work at Anheuser-Bucsh, or Heineken, work my way to the president of the company! If your last name is say "Bravo" you'd better be good at whatever you do, I mean thats a lot of pressure! If your last name is "Love" I would automatically assume you were a nice, loving person, you should get into ministry maybe. If your last name is "Butt" (which there is, by the way), I would think you should maybe get into the toilet paper industry. (hee,hee). I could go on and on, but my point is, how and why would you choose this name for the generations to come after you. You are putting this on your family crest! For instance the name "Soseman" means "Sauce maker" in German or something like that. This makes sense! Obviously Jonny's ancestor was pretty good at makin' sauces. This would be an excellent and appropriate name for his great, great, great grandchildren! I am not sure what the name "Cloyd" means, but I would rather not know the meaning than have it mean something like "idiot." All of this thinking made me want to look up more names, so I started by searching the sight "Behind the name" oh boy there are some doozies! I picture the day a town in Germany, decided to organize their village so they announce that everyone must quickly pick a family name. A husband looks at the wife, and says quick we need a name, close your eyes and when you open them tell me the first thing you see, and that is what our name will be!! When the wife opens her eyes she sees the baker across the street binding over to pick up flour, and she yells out "BUTT!!" "Ok, wife we shall forever go by the name "Mr. and Mrs. Butt!" To the horrifying shock of their children, and grandchildren after them. Yep, this is what goes through my brain when I see names like this, lol. Actually I did look up the name "Butt" and its meaning is: "short and stumpy." I don't think that makes it any better. I wonder if the man that picked this name was made fun of in school for being so short and stumpy and it was like a brand to him. Anyway, names are so strange and its funny, how we are stuck with what we get lol. I think I am done babbling about this now, I have to get ready to go to the store, Jonny asked if I would make desert bars for his pot luck at work. I think I am going to have honey chicken, and Parmesan potatoes tonight, so I'd better make sure all the ingredients are here, because I hate making double trips to the grocery store. I don't really like making one trip to the grocery store, but its a necessary evil :P.

May 22, 2011 weekend

Another great weekend! Jonny, Jace, and I dropped Jackson off at his buddies for a birthday block party, then we went and had lunch at Wendy's and caught up on the latest with Jacie's world. After that Jack had a great game, and made some awesome shots, even though he was sick, he played through! After the game Bonanna (this is what I call my niece Breanna) came with us, and we went to Lowe's and picked out some swatches for Jacks room. At first the three of us (Jonny, Jack, and myself) couldn't agree on one color. So, we brought the swatch colors home and taped them to the wall. Jonny and I were trying to convince Jack that bright neon green and bright neon blue wouldn't make his room relaxing like he originally wanted. Soooo, Jonny said "what about Alex's room, you like his room. Don't you feel relaxed in Alex's room, his room is military blue." Of course Daddy always knows what to say, and this was the light bulb that popped above Jacks head. "Yes! Like Alex's room, military blue!!." We also had a SHORT discussion about how Jonny, and Jack thought it would be soooo awesome for Mommy to paint digital military camaflage on the top part of his room. Well, needless to say Mommy passed on that assignment, and we opted for just two types of blue, one for top, and one for bottom. Anyway, his room is finally painted, and now all thats left is painting his t.v. stand and everything will be finished. Jack is happy, and Momma and Daddy are happy! Its amazing how one little idea, can turn into such a big deal.
So after Lowes we went home, Jack layed around and relaxed cause he wasn't feelin' great, and the girls ran around bein' girly. Breanna stayed the night, and we had a great Saturday. Sunday was a nice day of painting, church, going to Kohls with Mom and visiting, relaxing, visiting with the Freemans, Carls Jr, and more relaxing. Today, I've gotta get to cleaning up the weekend mess, because I was relaxing all day, and catching up on some laundry. Tonights menu looks like Taco Lasgna. Better make sure I have all the ingredients or I will have to put "going to the store" on the list.

So I've been thinking lately how it seems to me that I feel like its so out of style to be a girly girl. I feel that with so many woman being (lack of a better word) feminist, woman like me (who are not "feminist) are looked at like a two headed monster. I get that there should be things that woman should be a loud to do, like voting, or freedom of speech stuff like that. I get things like that, but in my OPINION I just don't think that men and woman can do everything the same. I don't think that I can do everything that Jonny can do, and quit honestly I don't think that Jonny can do everything that I can do. I think that men were made a certain way for a reason, as woman were made a certain way for a certain reason. Why do we have to be equal in every way anyway? Why can't I be happy to be feminine? Why is it so wrong that I ask for help? I love being a woman, I love that I bore my children, and wear make up, and I LOVE to wear my highest heals proudly! It drives me crazy (again my opinion) when I see a man's sport and a woman is interviewing this giant man on a sport she has never played.
I am thankful to those woman who have paved the way to be news casters, and who fought to vote (amazing strong woman), but sometimes I think it goes beyond. Be a broadcaster, but why be it on a football field, or mens basketball court? Why not the womens league? Whatever, who knows, I guess its not hurting anyone, but it just makes woman look pushy. People threaten too much. They have to put a woman on, or other women will cry about it. They shouldn't hire a woman, because she is a woman. I am sure there was a more qualified guy that should have got the job, but they have to hire a woman to save face. Anyway it annoys me, and thats all I gotta say about that! :P

So, nows my cool down time for the day. Where I can sit down, put my feet up rest my poor back and relax. I have chicken in the oven for Chicken salads, Jack is playin a game on the computer and Jace is watching some t.v., and knowing her probably drawing (how I love this about her). Today was another good day. I went to the feed store, and looked around at the baby chicks, and all the many, many things they have there. I bought Dolly's final set of shots, and I am glad it will be over with, because it is a pain to remember when I have to do it, AND I hate having to poke her little neck with that mean ol' needle! After that I went grocery shopping which is what I normally do every other Thursday, but because of my Walmart trip, I was just too worn out from all the excitement (jk, I just didn't feel like it). I came back organized all the throw out food in the fridge and cabinets and put the fresh stuff away, whilst tripping over Dolly. After picking up the kids, I came home and pulled weeds out back (not my favorite thing to do, but they were buggin' me), whilst tripping over Dolly, gave Dolly a bath, made Betty some dog food, whilst tripping over Dolly,(opting to make her food, cause I think she is allergic to something in the store bought dog food, and can't find any that stops the allergic reaction), found a recipe for cornbread, so Jacie and I made that, and now I'm waiting for the chicken and eggs to boil for the salad. I am also in my room on my bed, cause my back is hurting, which is nothing new, I just over exerted, probably from those stinkin' weeds, and tripping over Dolly. Oh, I'm also excited, because I ordered a book today by Maya Angelou. She is so amazing, and so inspiring, I can't wait to read it. I wanted to get it a long time ago but I forgot.

Tomorrow I think we are going to go pick out some paint for Jacks room and start painting! I also have to get some white paint and paint Jacks old bed, which is in Jacie's room. Oh and black paint for one of Jacks furniture pieces in his room. I will be pretty busy painting for awhile. If I remember I will take pictures of everything when its all done. The night before last Jonny came home and decided to put Jacks bed together. I thought this may be a two night event, so I went in my room and decided to catch up on "Sister wives", and "Extreme couponing." By the time my two recorded show's were over, Jonny was done! I am not joking, this is how the man works. He is really amazing!! He decides to do something, he gets in there and gets it done, and not just done, but done right! I'm tellin' ya, the stud can do ANYTHING! I am truly convinced that if he didn't work a full time job, he could have built our house and every piece of furniture, including the computers, before the builders had it done! The saying around the Soseman house is, "wait till Daddy gets home, he will fix it."

I just looked over and saw Jonny's night table next to the bed, and then looked to the right and saw my night table next to the bed... I think I need a bigger night table! I wonder if this will look weird? Ok, ok, maybe I don't need a bigger table, maybe I should just clean it off. Its hard though, cause I have all the stuff I need, and love on it. How can I choose what stays and goes? Oh decisions, decisions. I will have to think about this one. I may be getting a desk soon, and this will help things... possibly ;)

Anyway, I am glad its Friday, and lookin' forward to us all bein' home together and hangin' out!

Walmart

So today was exciting day for me... why? Well, today was Walmart day. Oh how I love Walmart. We don't have a Walmart in our town, so I have to go to Hemet, which is a town over from us. I take my favorite road, that has only one stop light, and on each side of the road is just farms and land, and mountains in the distance. It is so peacefull, I just love it! Anyway, Walmart is awesome cause it has everything in one stop shopping, and its cheap! I think that even if I had Oprah's money I would definatly still be stalking the isles at Walmart, I would just need a lot more shopping carts. This Walmarts nice too, because it is always organized, stocked, and clean. I have yet to see a toothless woman with hoochie shorts, and 5 inch clogs on. Not that I'm judging if that's what you like to wear to Walmart, let your freak flag fly! Now I am relaxing at home, trying to get myself to get up and put everything back in Jack's room, that I took out yesterday for the carpet install. I will be happy when both the kid's rooms are finished and can go on to the next project, whatever that might be. I have boys stuff lining my hallways and its getting a little dangerous. Hopefully we will not have any disasters where we must quickly get out of the house. I am sluggish today for some reason. Don't know why I slept so hard last night, Godzilla and King Kong couldn've been battling in our room, and it wouldn't have woke me.
Tonight Jonny is coming home early for Jack's basketball practice, because there is going to be a little parent, kid bball compatition on the courts. May the best bballer win! On that note, I guess I should turn off my rerun of Orange County housewives, and start making the hallway a better emergency exit!

I love to read blogs, to see the views of other people, how they deal with their lives, people and how they view their "world" around them. I thought that maybe I may try it, and thought this would be another creative outlet for me. I can share with others, how I deal with life, people and what my world is like for ME. I may not have perfect grammer, and I may have forgotten the lessons learned in English on punctuations but, I don't think I am really going to be concerned with that for it will hinder me from my creativity!! Well, thats what I'm going to tell myself. Let's see, where to start? I suppose I shall start with my day. Last night I stayed up till 4, cause I could'nt sleep, which is very weird, cause I am a great sleeper, oh how I loooove to sleep! Anyway, today was a bit slow motion for me because I am in sloooow motion. I got up, got the kids up, kissed Jonny goodbye walked him out, got pancakes for Jace, and toast for Jack. We got out the door and off to school. I piddled around the house (cleaning, no scratch that more like "picking up"), then around 10:30 my carpet installer/Dad came over and started putting in Jackson's new carpet (wooohoo). Unfortunatly he sliced his thumb (including a good part of his nail) with the carpet knife!!! Yup, blood galour!! BUT he has done this sooo many times in the past, that he didn't even get a drip of it on the carpet or anywhere. (Side note: I remember my Dad coming home with a gash in his finger, and he would sew himself up with a carpet needle and carpet thread!!!!!!!!!!! Is that crazy or what!? That's how amazing my Dad is!). Annnyyyway, luckily my father in law set us up with some amazing first aid kits, and we got it all under control. Its a good thing I didn't get in the medical field, cause the wrap up was a little scary lol. Not to mention the fact I did feel slightly faint with all that blood lol. After that delima, Dad went back to work in the room, and I went to pick up the kids. While waiting at school Jack called to say that he was trying out for the talent show. I thought this a little odd, considering he didn't practice anything for it, but was all for it! They took him and his friend Colton back stage, and they did a dance session for the judges. Jackson said "well, I don't think I made it, but I had fun and I'm glad I did it"... THIS made me proud! So, after getting home the kids have had their 30 minute brake, snacks, did their homework and now its time for me to start dinner (Chicken quesadilla's ). I should be getting a call from Jonny saying "I'm on my way home." So this maybe a slow start to blogging, but its a start!