Saturday, December 29, 2007

Snow Day

We woke up nice and early this morning, but not too early, because alas, it is not Christmas morning. We gathered together every warm article of clothing we could find and we layered them all on our bodies and headed out to the snow park at Yuba Gap. Actually, we headed to my Mom's house first to peel my youngest brother away from his new Xbox 360.

When you live in California snow is a destination, not just a walk to the front door. Actually, Californians are probably pretty stupid about snow, we throw snowballs, probably because that is what we have seen people in Utah do on TV. We also make snow angels. And we sled. I wonder if people that actually live in snowy climates really do that kind of stuff. The novelty must wear off eventually, right?? The worst thing about California snow is the people who drive in it. I am not even going to go on and on about that, but I probably could if I tried.

We had hella fun playing on the mountains for a couple hours, then we went back to the truck because the little girl child was coughing and I did not want her to get sicker than she already has been. When we got to the truck the boys went to a regular park type place and played in some snow that you could sink right into and the girl got all whiny and changed out of her snow clothes and sat quietly in the warm truck playing her Leapster. We let the boys play for about an hour, then we headed out to go back home.

I posted last week about taking the family off of fast food, and up until today I was doing really good, but it is hard to eat at home when you are a hundred miles away from there, so we ate out today. Pooh. Exceptions must be made sometimes, though, so what can I say?

Here are some photos...

Daddy/Daughter Flying Duo

Building a misshapen snow-[man]thing

Homer and his uncle wrasslin in the snow

This pic is totally blog-worthy, just cock your head to the left to see that my little step-brother made us pull over to take a picture of him. 15 year olds rock!
I am pretty sure he wants to put this on his myspace:)

The kids in front of the lodge

The Anti-Glove-Child

I hit my head pretty hard right here, luckily husband got a pic:)

I was playing off the fact that it was painful

My little man can fly!!!

Friday, December 28, 2007

I am Awesome!

After only four days of training I got my Brain Age to equal my actual age. Exciting, yes?
I think so, especially since my age started out in its' sixties. This morning I feel like I conquered the world with an age of actual age.

I am going to go celebrate with a cup of coffee.

Tuesday, December 25, 2007

Drama Free!

Nothing exciting to report from the rest of Christmas day.
Everyone was well behaved and there was no drama.
We had a nice time at my mom's house, opened tons of gifts, and ate hella suzy wongs.
Then we went to husby's sissy's house, where there was about twice the amount of people I expected, luckily I brought enough dinner rolls and pie to feed an army. Husby's mom was there, looking sober and sane. That was refreshing. She got to see her grandkids for the first time in over three years, and she even offered to Nanny them if I decide to go back to work. Ummm, yeah, we'll see.
I sent the fam upstairs to go to bed. Everyone is exhausted. I am too, but I am aching to play some more "Brain Age" on the DS, so off I go.

Merry Christmas!

My bed is SCREAMING out to me. It misses me. We only spent about five hours together last night.

Kids are so cute on Christmas. Who could deny them? They were jumping on us at 5:05 am telling us that Santa came. He left a note. And toys in their stockings. And presents. Get up. Get up.

The kids are pretty stoked about their load of booty. More excited than my kids though, is the Mister. Jeez. Like a child. I knew exactly what he has been wanting, and I made him wait for a few years to get it, so that the anticipation would build. It worked. When he opened his kitchen his face lit up. I would brag about how the kids face lit up with excitement, too, but that happened with every gift!! I am pretty excited, too. Guess what I got...something I have been wanting since my five year wedding anniversary, so it, like Mr. F's gift, has been a long time coming. I got new silverware. Yessssssss!!!
The kids favorite gifts so far are their Leapster's. The rest of my fam is in my living room playing their hand held games, Mr. F is playing the Brain Age game he got from Santa on his DS, and I am wasting time blogging about it when I could be napping.

Kids playing their new games

My new silverware. Love.

The Granddaddy of all Camping Kitchens.
Yessir. It is freakishly huge.
We are going to be the envy of campers far and wide.

I think we have almost everything out of its original packaging by now, but it definitely took some creativity to get things opened. My husby broke a knife, his favorite knife actually, trying to open a child's camera. Holy frick, he is pretty sad about that knife!!!
Using a screwdriver (it got stuck)

Using his favorite knife (it broke)

We are going to my Mom's house to open gifts and gorge ourselves on "Suzy Wongs" aka pigs in a blanket, then we are going to my sis-in-law's house out in the boondocks. Mr. F's crazy mom is going to be there, so I am sure I am going to be blogging more about Christmas later:) You wish I was kidding. So do I.

Merry Christmas!!!

Saturday, December 22, 2007

Dear Husband

Dear sweet hunk of a man,

You know I love you so much. Apparently there is something you know about me that I did not even know about myself--how much I love doing laundry.

You are the most thoughtfulest (yes, that is a word) person on earth. When you emptied your suitcases full of clean laundry into the dirty clothes basket, I mean, really, you have no idea how fucking happy you made me.

I can hardly wait for you to move home on Monday. Hopefully you will do silly shit like that all the time. It gives me butterflies.


I gotta to switch laundry from wash to dry now:)

Thursday, December 20, 2007


My Mom tricked me into eating peas for dinner tonight. Not that I did not see them or anything, but it is hard to pick the little buggers out of ground beef. They are squishy, so it is basically pointless. Peas are gross, but I could not really taste them, and the texture did not bother me, since, like I said, they were blended in with the beef.

I am taking my family off of fast food. Yep, I said it. Hopefully I can successfully accomplish it. We eat out. A lot. We need to quit. So. Today we are no longer on fast food. When my kids ask what is for lunch I am going to make sandwiches or soup or something, not hop in the car and hit the drive through. Dinner is way harder. I do not mind cooking, but my kids are big whiners when it comes to anything I make. I guess I have just been taking the easy way out since Mr. F is not here full time. It is time for me to stand firm and tell them to eat or go to bed. Anyways I feel like such a bad mom admitting all this, but I am doing it in hopes that it will convince me to quit teaching my children these nasty eating habits.

Wish me luck, pray for me...Send some easy recipes my way...advice...

Monday, December 17, 2007

Nose Hairs and a Tale of Drunkenness

Do you think that the smell of vomit gets burned into your nose hairs?

I went to a party last night. Nope, not a rager with people my age and stuff. An adult party. At my BFF's Mom's house. It was a nice get together with extended family and an ornament exchange. Good times were had by all. Especially me.

I was friggin wasted when we left. What was I drinking, you ask? Nope, not my normal night of just beer. I was mixing White Russians. You know, Khalua, Vodka, and milk. Good stuff. Not so good coming up. Not that I remember that part much, but, hey, I did still taste it this morning, so I know it must have been an awful something last night as I was leaning over the edge of my bed puking into a garbage can.

Speaking of not remembering things...I have no recollection of the ride to my Mom's, being at my Mom's to get the kids, the ride home from there, or even after we got home. Apparently I was trying to get Josh to let us open presents. That is soooooo odd, since it is usually Josh doing that and I am always super disciplined in saying No. And he said I was trying to get him to let us open our Christmas Eve Jammies. How stupid am I? They aren't even wrapped yet. Hmmm...

Now that I think about it, the awful smell went away after I brushed my teeth. Must have been a smell/taste in my mouth. Probably not the nose hairs.

OK, I am off to make cookies for my little man's presentation at school tomorrow.

Wednesday, December 12, 2007

Kids In The Dog House!!!

I was watching the kids for a bit while A went to the store. These kids are all freakishly cute. Two of them are mine, two of them are hers. Her little man did it first and as soon as I busted out the camera phone the other kiddies followed suit.

My kid

Our two girls

A's Little Man.

Sunday, December 9, 2007

Yay Homer!

Another shining moment in my life today.
I helped Homer learn to ride his bike without the aid of his training wheels.
Yay Homer!!!
I did not have my camera on hand at the exact moment, but as soon as I remembered that this is a really big deal I ran in the house and got it. So here is some video from about five minutes after his first bike ride:
P.S. Forgive me. I have no idea how to remove the youtube video, so this post looks like crud.

Saturday, December 8, 2007

Five Year Old Funnies

Yesterday Homer asked for a PSP for Christmas.
Here is how the conversation went:

Homer: Momma, can I get a PSP for Christmas?

Me: Ummm, no, because when you and your Dad sit around playing video games then no one listens to me.

Homer: Oh. Well, we are guys. That is what we do.

WTF?? He is five. The fact that he already understands this amazes me.

Another funny thing from yesterday:

I was at Homer's school to pick him up from Kindergarten and I poked my head in the cafeteria in time to see him emptying the orange peel out of his lunch box. What happened next made me giggle a little. One of his classmates came up and stood next to him at the garbage can and when Homer was done doing what he was doing they swapped food. It looked like a drug deal in progress, that is how sly it was. Homer got a new cookie and his homie got a bag of goldfish crackers. Both boys looked like they had just made the score of the century.

Should I be scared that he may grow up and continue on with this lifestyle?

Friday, December 7, 2007

Why Not Me?

OK, sooooo. Here's the deal. Today I took the kids to the Downtown Plaza, mostly to get out of the house, but I was also looking for these cool hoodies for my 15 year old brother and one for Mr. F's 15 year old brother. I did not find them, so the kids and I just wandered aimlessly around the mall for a couple hours.

We went to the food court and got some grub. When we came out we smelled something so awful, quite like an ashtray was on fire. Anyone who smokes and does not empty their ashtray regularly should know what I speak of. It was a horrible stench.
Anyhoooo...we went about our business and finally made our way to the escalator to go down to our car, however the escalator was closed and the security was under strict instruction by the Fire Department not to let anyone down into the parking garage. People around me were getting so pissy. Apparently there was a three-car fire down there. Everyone was worried that their car had caught fire, blah, blah, blah. I turned to one lady and told her the truth. Ready? Here it comes. I wish it was my car that caught on fire, it is insured and I am ready for a new car, but I am upside-down in it. You know what I mean- I owe more than it is worth. No. I did not tell her ALL of that. Just the first part where I said I hope it is my car, hehe.

Well, when we were finally allowed to go down in to the garage to retrieve our vehicles I found that my car was there, still intact. Bummer. Why couldn't I have parked one row over...where the fire actually was? Then I could be going out tomorrow to look at the Dodge Grand Caravan or Chrysler Town and Country that I want so desperately.

Why??? Why was it not me???

Tuesday, December 4, 2007

What is a Cyber-Hero?

I am back on the desktop computer.

Strangely enough (although highly expected), when Mr. F got home and turned on the computer nothing too out of the ordinary happened. It did shut itself off once. And random windows were opening and closing, but he did not experience the blue screen. Yes, that made me feel crazy, as if perhaps I had made it up. Liar, liar, pants on fire...something like that. Not that he thought I made the whole thing up, he saw it do all the other creepy stuff, so I am pretty sure he believed me. I could not stop talking about it though, as if maybe I was lying, I kept going on and on about what happened when I turned on the computer. Blah, blah, blah, that is a direct quote of the words that were coming out of my mouth:)

Yesterday we went to Best Buy and bought an external hard drive, backed up all of the files, and now my mind is at peace.

Yay. Husband, you are my cyber-hero.

Saturday, December 1, 2007

Best Day Ever

Yep, that is right. I had the best birthday EVER. I was kinda kidding in my earlier blog when I said "What better way to spend your 29th birthday than at the happiest place on Earth" or whatever I said. But seriously. It was the best birthday ever.

My brother met us at our hotel and from there we went to Disneyland, where the resort was all decked out for the holidays. When we got to the park we found out that Mr.F got a huge discount for us all on our tickets. They are doing a temporary promotion to thank law enforcement and fire for helping with the wildfires in San Diego and LA, and with Mr. F's job, he qualified to get a free 3-day park hopper, and up to six guests got a 3-day park hopper for only $56 each. That was an awesome start to the best day ever.

The lady at the ticket booth told me to go to city hall to get a "Happy Birthday" button. I am not kidding-almost everyone that saw my button said Happy Birthday to me, and I, being the attention whore that I am, loved every second of it. The singing quartet sang (duh!) Happy Birthday to me. Mr. F bought me a hat that was screaming "It's My Birthday-pay attention to me". My little brother bought me five antenna balls that are Mickey Mouse ears in different designs.

My new hat. The candles light up at the press of a button. Yay hat!
My brother, me, the kids, and the husb
The sign says "Happiest Birthday on Earth". It was.
They were singing to me. I loved it!

During the holidays, after the parade and after the fireworks guess what happens? It snows. It is so amazing. I was in pure bliss. Obviously, it is not real snow, it is more like bubbles, but it was freakishly awesome and I was dancing in it:)

In the picture you can not see the snow, so just use your imagination. K thanks.

I have to say, mostly because I have never said it in a blog before, my husband is the funnest person to go to Disneyland with. When everyone is tired and can not find anything to do, he will find something to bring the energy levels back up. That makes me so happy.

Anyways...we went back the next day, sans brother, and I wore my hat and button again, and had a super good time again, which was to be expected. My only complaint about day two at the park is that my feet hurt so bad, I felt like they should have been amputated. Luckily, here I am three days later, and they feel fine, so an amputation is not in the works:)

Sorry this blog is all over the place, I should have written it a few days ago, when things were more fresh in my memory, and I would have, but when I got home from dropping Mr.F off in Salinas I turned on the desktop computer and got online to check my email and I got "the blue screen". It looked like a word-processor type screen and it said something about memory and deleting personal files, so I immediately turned off the computer and forgot to blog while it was still super-fresh in my mind. Luckily, this old laptop still works (which makes me wonder why Mr. F had to have a new one for father's day?????), so I am able to check my email and blog and check my myspace(yes, addict in the house). I am afraid to turn the desktop back on though, I will just wait for the husb to get home from work this weekend so he can back everything up.

Wait, what? That was not about my birthday. Sorry I got off track.

I was checking my email yesterday and noticed that the gift from my mommy had been delivered, so I went next door, and luckily my neighbor had intercepted the package. I promptly took the package home (after talking to my neighbor for 30 minutes), ripped it open and washed my brand new 600-thread count pima cotton sheets. Wow, it felt like I was sleeping in a five star hotel bed last night. Those sheets are super crisp and soft at the same time. I recommend everyone get some. Thank you Mommy for the great gift. I love it, and I know the husb will, too.

OK, I am going to end the blog now, because the more I type, the crazier I think I sound:)

Thursday, November 22, 2007

One Big Cliche Blog!

Happy Thanksgiving.
Today we spent the day at my Mom and Step-dad's house, feasting, playing, and being generally lazy. It was a good day. Four out of the six of us kids were there, and the two adult kids that have been unofficially adopted into the fam were also there. I wish Mr. F could have been here to share it with us, but in his line of work, they can not just shut down shop for the holidays. I also really wish my brother, Al, could have been there, but he lives in San Diego, so it was not to be. He always makes boring family stuff way funnier.
I figured I should just take a break to recognize all of things I am thankful for.
There is so much, so I will try to keep it brief, and most of it sounds so cliche anyways.
Basically I am thankful for everything that I have.
I have a wonderful husband that I love so much, and together we have two fabulous kiddies.
I have my health. Mr. F has his health. Our children are beautiful, healthy little wonderful people.
Mr. F has a good job, so that we never have to go without.
We finally bought a house this year.
We have lots (seriously) of great friends and family.
Speaking of family, I finally got to meet my nephew for the first time today. He is two. They live in Mississippi, so they don't come out here often, and vice versa. He is the cutest, sweetest little country boy. He already has one of those deep south dirty accents. It is so cute.
Here are some pictures of the kids together:

They were so excited to finally meet "Baby Gabbin"

Silly Cousins:)

Scary Homer!!!!

With the tryptophan high. Ahhh, post-dinner lazies.

I am off to go lay in front of the boob tube now.

I hope everyone had a safe and pleasant turkey day.

Wednesday, November 21, 2007

Done. Mostly. Never really, truly done though.

I know we are the first family on the block to have our exterior lights up. I am pretty sure we are the first family to have the tree up and decorated, the garland and stockings hung, and all that jazz. I love Christmastime.

Wednesday, November 14, 2007

Officially Booked

It is official. My birthday party is booked.

For the big two-nine I am taking my family to Disneyland.

What could make a 29 year-old happier? I mean...really. I get to go to the happiest place on Earth on the happiest day of the year (my happy day, anyways)!

To make the whole trip even better: Disneyland is going to be festively decorated for Christmas. I have not ever been there at this time of year, so this is going to be a new and exciting experience.

We are staying for three nights in a one bedroom suite, which is also pretty dang exciting, since it is more than 200 square feet. I invited my brother to come out there, too, but he does work during the week, so we will see if it happens or not. At least we will have room at the inn for him. There is a pull out couch in the living room area.

So I will not be disappointed I always write a list of gifts that I would like to open, and this year was no different. On my list I have: new bed sheets, scented candles, iTunes gift card, zip up hoodies, and a couple other things. Since plans have changed and we are going to D-Land for the big day, I guess I should change my list, too. Now I want: a silly birthday hat/souvenir style from the park, an antenna ball, family stickers for my rear car window, and a Disneyland sweatshirt. Or something.

Happy almost birthday to me! Less than two weeks!!!

Monday, November 12, 2007

Happy Anniversary

Yesterday was the official ten year anniversary of the best friendship of me and A.

Our original plan was to go to Las Vegas for the big ten year, but life happens.

We went out on Saturday night to celebrate. We started out at Crush 29, a fabulous restaurant in Roseville with great service, great atmosphere, and terrific food. We can not say enough good things about this restaurant...with the exception of the carrot soup that our waitress was so enthusiastic about. It turns out carrot soup does actually taste like carrots. More like blended up carrot cake, or maybe jarred baby food mixed with condensed milk. That was our take on it anyhow.

After dinner we went to The 7440 Club in Citrus Heights. Fun, fun, fun. Some of A's coworkers were there, so we drank and danced with them. At the end of the night we got to sing a little bit of Karaoke. I think it was the first song we ever sang Karaoke, eight or nine years ago: There's Your Trouble by the Dixie Chicks. No one ever said we were good at Karaoke, but we always have fun when we do it, and that is the point, right? I am still waiting for pictures from A, but she did call me yesterday morning and tell me that if we never took another picture of the two of us singing Karaoke, we would be OK. We put one of her drunk friends from work, Al, in charge of the camera and apparently there are about 20 pictures of us in that three minute span. Woo hoo. Gotta love digital cameras.

When we got back to A's house we went through some old photos. Wow, the crazy things we have done in the past ten years. We got some real good laughs out of those pictures. And some even bigger laughs out of some letters that I wrote to some people about ten years ago, they just happened to be in my picture box. Embarrassing. I think A was just glad that for once they were not her letters that we were reading. She was the letter writing queen. Apparently I tried to emulate her. All I can do is roll my eyes and thank God I have grown up since I met A.

All in all, we had a great anniversary. I think all besties should celebrate a day just about their friendship. It is quite refreshing. Super fun.

We are thinking for our 15 year anniversary we will go to Vegas. Our kids will be older (duh!) by then (10, 9, 7, and 7 years) so it should be a little easier to leave them for a couple nights.

Happy Anniversary A! I love you! You are the sister I never had, but always dreamed of. There has never been a better friend than you are.

Thursday, November 8, 2007


I blogged Monday about the girl baby throwing up.

Obviously it was a stomach virus of some sort, because today I got a call from Homer's Kindergarten teacher asking me to come pick him up from the Nurse's office, as he had "let go" off whatever he ate this morning. Poor teacher. Poor Homer. Apparently he was laying down doing his writing in class and his teacher told him to sit up and do his work, it would be easier. They went to the computer lab shortly after that and that is when it happened.

Hopefully there was no permanent damage to the computer, but he threw up on it. And all down the front of himself, too.

Puke is disgusting.

Pukey kids that don't make it to a receptacle in time are also disgusting.

My poor disgusting kids.

Wednesday, November 7, 2007

I Hate Your Tahoe

OK, sooo...when Mr. F went back to work last Tuesday (8 days ago) he decided that he would rather take my car, to save on gas.
I drive a Toyota Matrix. I love, love, love my car. It is cute, compact so I can actually gauge where I am on the road, and it gets super good gas mileage. On the freeways I often get 32 miles to the gallon (yes, I check every time I fill up). City driving I get about 26 MPG.
What does Mr. F drive, you ask? A Chevrolet Tahoe. Beeejeezuzz. It is ginormous. He loves his man truck as much or more than I love my little Matrix. It is personal preference. His and mine. I took Homer to school one day a few months back, in the Tahoe, and since this vehicle is so freakishly over-sized I hit a couple garbage cans. Seriously. I hate driving this man thing. It is driving me crazy.
OK, so I watch a lot of TV, and on NBC it is Green Week. I feel like a complete ass hole driving around in this completely un-Earth-friendly thing. Not just because it is green week.
My favorite (haha) part about the Tahoe...I have put $103.03 in the tank in only eight days. Are you friggin kidding me. This is ridiculous. I want my Matrix back. I have never really paid attention to the price of gas until this morning when I went to the gas station and the price had jumped ten cents overnight. For some reason it just makes a difference in the beast monster man machine. I think it gets maybe 15 MPG. Maybe. I have not filled up the tank to find out, because once the pump hits $35 I start freaking out and I get all "Sticker Shock" and I only end up getting a half tank of gas. Lame. I just want my Matrix back.

Monday, November 5, 2007

What A Morning!

"Mommy, my tummy is growling."
"Do you want some cereal?"
"Do you want some eggs?"
"Do you want some toast?"
I made toast.
"Mommy, my tummy is growling."
"Eat your toast."
"I have to go poop."
"OK, go poop."
"Kids, lets go to school"
We go, drop Homer off at school, and head off to take the little one to preschool.
Not two blocks away from her school and I hear a swishing sound coming from right behind me. I think to myself..."Hmmm, I did not know there was anything to drink back there".
There wasn't.
Like a madwoman, I cross over two lanes of traffic, and jam into the parking lot at Valero, swoop into a parking spot, swing open my door, then swing open her door, just in time for the third round of puke to hit the inside of the Tahoe door. (I know that you would have thought it was wayyyyy funnier if I had said that the puke hit me.)
Anywayyyyys, that is my morning so far. This all happened before 8:30am, and now I am off to sanitize the Tahoe.
Wish me luck.
I friggin hate throw up. Cleaning it out at the gas station almost made me vomit, too.
I bet her tummy isn't growling anymore!!!

Saturday, November 3, 2007

How Irresponsible...

How could I have possibly put something off for so long? Who knows. We moved back up to Sacramento March 12th of this year, and guess what I forgot to do. I will give you a pertains to something coming up really, really soon...Yup. That is right. I forgot to register to vote in Sacramento County. Soooo I get no say in who I want to be our elected officials. My voice will not be heard. I am completely bummed out about this. Completely.
Come to think of it; I have not heard a lot about campaigns or anything. Is the voting going to happen NEXT NOVEMBER???? Maybe I am not so bummed out after all. Maybe I am happy that I realized this now, in the middle of writing this blog (which, no, I am not going to delete, just because it is invalid).
I am so excited that I get to make myself look like a complete ass by posting this.

Friday, November 2, 2007

Can You Imagine

Can you imagine if we acted like four year olds do when we greet each other?

I would hide behind my husband when I saw a friend walk into the room, and when this friend got closer to me I would jump out from behind Mr. F and yell, "Boo!" My friend and I would then giggle to our hearts content and start tickling each other.

Oh what a funny world it would be, if only we all acted like my four year old and her friends.

Thursday, November 1, 2007

National Blogging Month

Apparently November is National Blogging Month.

Woo hoo, let the daily blogging begin. My blogs will probably be short, if they are going to be sooo frequent, but I think this will be fun!!!!!

Wednesday, October 24, 2007

Tuesday, October 23, 2007

Fire Sucks!

Mr. F is such a dork. He may or may not have started a small kitchen fire in the apartment in Salinas. He moved a pan on the stove (dirty pan with grease in it), then he went down to the office to talk to the apartment manager about fixing their dryer. When he came back to the apartment the smoke alarm was going off and the range hood was on fire, as was the dirty pan. The wall behind the stove is charred from smoke.

They have no renter's insurance, and I am not sure that they need it in this case, but getting it should be pretty high on G's (his roomie) priority list now.


Speaking of family in San Diego is safe from the fires for now. Thank God! I talked to my Aunt and my brother yesterday, and the fires are North of them with the winds blowing North East, and South of them, with winds blowing those fires South West. They live in La Mesa. I also have an Aunt and Uncle that live in Temecula, and they, too, are safe from the fires. The fire that is close to them is in Ontario, but that is pretty far North, so hopefully my family will remain unaffected. It is crazy and freaky. My brother can not go to work for now, because the 56 is closed at the 15, and since he lives in La Mesa and works in Escondido, there is just no route to get him there. It is all pretty freaky. I really hope that they can get these fires out real soon. There is such a great amount of loss already!!!

Wednesday, October 17, 2007


This is so funny to me. Gotta love the multi-taskers.

Friday, October 12, 2007

Pumpkin Patch Excursion

We went on a field trip today with the Little one's preschool class and we had such a good time. We went on a hayride, then we fed some animals, then we went through a corn maze, then the kids went on some slides. Then we walked (haha, more like ran) through a haunted barn. Then we picked out our pumpkins.
Sorry that was such a horribly boring story, but I am exhausted. It has been a busy day!

Wednesday, October 10, 2007

Tuesday, October 9, 2007

Crazy: what I am going to be.

Today is Homer's second day off-track from Kindergarten. He is driving me crazy. I have no idea what I am going to do with him at home all day. He expects more stimulation than I am used to, especially since he has started school.

From the moment he wakes up, and about thirty times more throughout the day, I get the pleasure of hearing, "Momma, what can we do today?" And not in a sweet voice, more in a whiny, bored voice. Even when we go somewhere, as soon as we get home he is bored again.
I know it is his vacation time, but COME ON!!!!! We did our vacationing in the summer.

Also, his coach has canceled soccer practices for the rest of the season because it is getting dark too early, so that activity outlet is now gone. At least we still have games. Hmph.

Sorry, I know it sounds like I am complaining, and I am, I guess. I love the kids, and being able to spend all my time with them,really, I do. But I just had to get that out. We are going to make it through the next three weeks just fine. I guess I am lucky that he is not on a traditional school year, and I do not have to deal with this for three straight months. ;)

I just need to think of some inexpensive activities. Any ideas?


Go check out this website:

They make really cool adult size bibs, and if you are messy like me, you will love these. I got one for myself and I LOVE it!!!!

So, go check 'em out!

Sunday, October 7, 2007

It Never Fails

Did you know that Freeport is actually a town. I didn't. I thought it was just a street. I lived off of Freeport for a couple of years and I had never heard of Freeport the town until I went through it yesterday. Population: 125. It is a cute little town on the levy road, and I was going to Clarksburg...another town very close to Sacramento that I never knew existed. Hmph.
Anyways. Homer had a soccer game out at Clarksburg school yesterday morning. More than half of his team did not show up, so they had no subs and they had to play the whole game, which to a five year old is a lot.
The point of my blog: I am a coffee person. I like to drink it in mass amounts. It never fails. Every Saturday morning I drink too much coffee and end up at a soccer field with no bathroom. I thought I was going to pass out, I had to go pee sooooo bad! You will be happy to know that I did not wet myself though. It was close. haha
The End.

Friday, October 5, 2007


Hey fans (haha)! Welcome to my world. Not sure what will become of this blog, but for now, I love the idea of being a blogger. I really love reading other people's blogs, and I hope that someday someone will love to read mine.

So Welcome!!!

Saturday, September 8, 2007

Books I Have Read and Am No Smarter For Doing So

I am such a book nerd!

The Mr. and Mrs. Happy Handbook by Steve Doocy
The Devil Wears Prada by Lauren Weisberger
Everyone Worth Knowing by Lauren Weisberger
At First Sight by Nicholas Sparks
Something Borrowed by Emily Giffin
Something Blue by Emily Giffin
Baby Proof by Emily Giffin
The Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants by Ann Brashares
The Second Summer of the Sisterhood by Ann Brashares
Girls in Pants by Ann Brashares
In Her Shoes by Jennifer Weiner
Good In Bed by Jennifer Weiner
Little Earthquakes by Jennifer Weiner
Goodnight Nobody by Jennifer Weiner
The Guy Not Taken by Jennifer Weiner
A Million Little Pieces by James Frey
My Friend Leonard by James Frey
The Not-So-Perfect Man by Valerie Frankel
Smart vs. Pretty by Valerie Frankel
The Girlfriend Curse by Valerie Frankel
Conversations With the Fat Girl by Liza Palmer
Running With Scissors by Augusten Burroughs
Murder Can Upset Your Mother by Selma Eichler
All the Savannah Reid novels by G.A. McKevett
All the Stephanie Plum novels by Janet Evanovich
If You Could See Me Now by Cecelia Ahern
All the Shopaholic books by Sophie Kinsella
Can you Keep a Secret by Sophie Kinsella
The Undomestic Goddess by Sophie Kinsella
The Nanny Diaries by Emma Mclaughlin
Elements of Style
Dear john by Nicholas Sparks
The Innocent Man by John Grisham
PS I Love You by Cecelia Ahern
Rosie Dunne by Cecelia Ahern
To Die For by Linda Howard
Drop Dead Gorgeous by Linda Howard
Not Quite a Bride by Kirsten Sawyer
Match Me If You Can by Susan Elizabeth Phillips
Size 12 Is Not Fat by Meg Cabot
Size 14 is Not Fat Either! by Meg Cabot
Dark Room by Andrea Kane
Behaving Badly by Isabel Wolff
Metro Girl by Janet Evanovich
Motor Mouth by Janet Evanovich
The "Full" series by Janet Evanovich
Bergdorf Blondes by Plum Sykes
Scot On The Rocks by Brenda Janowitz
Bright Lights, Big Ass by Jen Lancaster
Kentucky Rich by Fern Michaels
Kentucky Heat by Fern Michaels
Kentucky Sunrise by Fern Michaels
Vegas Rich by Fern Michaels
Vegas Heat by Fern Michaels
Vegas Sunrise by Fern Michaels
Twilight by Stephenie Meyer
New Moon by Stephenie Meyer
Eclipse by Stephenie Meyer
Breaking Dawn by Stephenie Meyer

Currently on my nightstand: Pretty in Plaid by Jen Lancaster
and Are You There Vodka, It's Me Chelsea