Living & Loving

A Blog Post That Could Have a 100,000 Titles

2011-11-08T20:26:00.000-07:00

Oh, Hi!!!

What can I say for such a long absence?

I'm pretty much back from nowhere.

That is all.

My husband has practically begged that I at least dust this bloggy off and put some pictures.

Fine.

Here are some pictures.

Now here is what I want sweet cheeks.....

( You know this isn't a one way street..right???)

I want to name our next baby....ALL BY MYSELF.

AND

I DON'T WANT TO BUY YOU A PUPPY.

So tired of arguing over all that.

Such a relief to have it settled!

Whoo.

Here are the children on this most recent Halloween.

I put most recent, cause with me....well you can never be to sure:)

and also with all the costume recycling I do...well it can be confusing can't it??

Finnley was a pirate. My third little darling pirate..

Payton was a vampire..He didn't want to be. BUT, he just had to have this devil triton sword poker thingy from Target. I had to convince him that a werewolf wouldn't be carrying something like that. So he decided he would be the vampire to get the devil's poker and then if you can imagine such a thing....He didn't touch that poker ALL DAY on Halloween. NOTTA ONCE! Oh well:) I finally had to hide it behind the piano to keep the kids from sticking it in each others eyeballs come November 1st.

(so funnny I totally JUST noticed he actually is holding it in the picture)

Little Riley wanted to be Payt's SWAT guy from last year...And I was like HOORAY..I can recycle another costume and save twenty bucks. But then he saw this Finn McMissle costume at Target and just had to have it, had toooooo I said! He dressed in it er' day for a entire week and we called him "Finn", which was actually so confusing, cause you see....we already have a "Finn", a real one ya know.

Trick or Treating with cousins.. Z, Kaycee, TyTy,Riley,Addi,Finn,Sam,Payt,and Trace

Then my most precious, cherubic,silly,sweet Finnley turned TWO. Sniff. He is just so dang cute and I really can hardly stand it! I just like him so much!. I miss him when he naps even.

Grandma and Grandpa B. hosted him a birthday brunch.. He was so nervous of the lit candles. So funny. They just sat there and burned and melted until brother finally helped out.

Then we took our spoiled little boy to Planet Play in the evening.

Along with his awesome brothers of course....

He spent most the evening playing skeeball. 2 year old style..

I love this picture cause its really cute how Finn is feeding Payt pineapple...But mostly funny cause Christian and the dad holding the baby with the orange balloon are glued to a TV that is showing none other than the Utes game. Which is totally fine cause what man takes his Little's to Planetstinkyplay when a Utes game is on.

Here we are at Finn's THIRD party! Jeez.

Daddy helping the little man blow those scary candles out!

Love you little mister. So very much! You are so funny and cute. You LOVE turning lights on and off, and pushing buttons, mostly the garage door button ,which is actually super annoying...but that's ok:) You are such a polite little man. You tell me Thank You like 5000 times a day, and you always bless me or excuse me if I sneeze, cough, sniff, or sigh. You are a great little listener and helper! You tell silly knock knock jokes that pretty much make no sense at all. Except yesterday when you told a knock knock joke that "fork" was at the door...and we can pretty much all guess how that one ended. I love your white hair, blue eyes, and you're sweet toothy grin. You have the cutest run ever too. I love your happy, good natured personality. You have been two years of bliss.

BLISS

Whelp, in final news.

We are expecting our newest little addition in less that 2 months now!

Another little boy.

Yes.Yes. It for sure is a boy. FOR sure!

We feel very blessed and excited for this little one to come.

The truth is even though I know how, where, when and why this little monkey is on his way... Every day like on the hour I am surprised that he is in fact on the way! Funny I know. I wake up 9 times a night to pee and I'm like "How did I get in this condition again?????" I mean I know HOW.. But how??? I feel like I have been preggo for like 12 years and I just want the baby. It takes forever to grow a baby I've decided. Like forever. My ribs hurt I'm tired, and irritable and uncomfortable, I'm selfish, and not flexible and I'm really not any fun at all.

SO there.

I just want to hold the little man already!!!! and lay on my stomach, and flat on my back...and bend over to get things....etc..etc..etc!

I have no cute pictures of baby boy.. So this sweet picture of his little foot will have to do:)

Now my end of the deal is done.. I have written a long, juicy blog post, with lots of pictures even.

I will be annoucing my baby boys name shortly:)

Riley turns "4"

2011-03-09T23:42:00.000-07:00

My most favorite Riley turned 4. Have I ever told ya'll how much I like my little Riley? He is like creamy tomatillo dressing to my Cafe Rio salad. His cuteness is just so addicting! He has the sweetest most quirkiest personality of anyone I know. Its true. I've only been maybe been irritated with him like once ever. I'm not sure if this is because he is so dang sillycutefunny or if he's just kinda spoiled. I think is might be the latter. In the scriptures when Christ tells us we should be like a little child.. I'm pretty sure he is talking about my son! Yes, I am flattered.!!!
One of my sister's said it perfectly that Riley just may always be the baby in the family. =)
It just might be true.
Now to add a disclaimer.
*DISCLAIMER*
This is not admission that Mr. Riley is my favorite. He's not.
Cause ya'll know how much I LOVE LOVE LOVE Payt and Finn.
It is such a blessing that each little has come equipped with their most darling personality and talents.
*END DISCLAIMER*
For his birthday we had big plans! Big ONES!!! But in the end he just wanted to eat at McDonald's and play in the play land. Then we ended up at the dollar store buying all sorts of crapola. It was seriously depressing. Shouldn't the mother who gave birth to the child choose where we at least go to dinner? I mean, really.
Riley requested he have a chocolate cake with chocolate frosting and chocolate ice cream.
I guess he likey chocolate.?.

Charity

2011-02-09T13:08:00.001-07:00

Whelp

It's official.

Lilo has been charged with grand felony theft.

Yikes.

Prolly she'll get away with it just like she has er thing else.

Is anyone else starting to feel sorry for her???

I am.

Which is totally uncharacteristic of me.

So I thought I'd blog about it.

Only cause I think it means I'm becoming more charitable.

NOW. . . .
If I could just find something nice to say about this woman.
Besides she's really pretty.

Another lofty goal I shall set for myself.

Have a awesome day everyone!

Baby Finnley Turn(ed) ONE!

2011-01-23T23:00:00.000-07:00

My littlest man is now nearing 15 months! 15. He is so precious. We love having this little man in our family. He is now walking, saying a few words and becoming VERY independent and stubborn! He likes it his way or the highway thankyouverymuch:)

He loves to jump on his little trampoline, or a couch, or a bed or or anything that bouncy..bouncy..bounces.

He has a mild to well actually severe love of the dishwasher. He loves nesting toys and or anything that will fit inside something else. He loves his brothers and will follow them around to play. He loves when daddy comes home from work. He loves to follow me around all day. If I get in the shower I can always plan on him sitting outside the door when I come out. (unless the dishwasher wasn't shut tight:) Then of course he'll be there unloading it all over the floor. He has gorgeous blue eyes. He had a skiff of blond hair that his father shaved off while I was at work! SNIFF.

Still so sad bout it.

LOVE him so much. SO MUCH.

What.

Pardon the lil snotty nose. Finn always has a snotty nose though. So.

This was Finn's birthday cake.(like a week later) Who made this hideousness anyway? Something obviously went horribly awry! Thanks to Aunt Nattie who saved the day and got you a new one. I am documenting the ugly cake MONTHS later cause it's maker still isn't over it. HA.

Oh look daddy left a treat in your reach...Feel free to go hide behind the recliner and have at em!

SO Sweet

Don't you all wish you could have a Finn?

MemryLane "Halloween"

2011-01-23T22:59:00.000-07:00

This past Halloween
(yes I am talking about the one that was 3ish months ago!)
I had the cutest little firefighter and "swat guy".

and and....the cutest duck you've ever seen. Like ever. Like I could munch on him for dinner.

Daddy carved Jack o Lanterns with the boys. Riley's is on the left and Payton's is on the right.

We ~~made~~ bought sugar cookies to frost and decorate...

The boys used a trillion sprinkles.

"A trillion", I said!

Yes that is a cookie under there.

Finn found a sucker (who knows where) and helped himself:)

The Nicest Thing

2010-12-23T01:31:00.001-07:00

Somebody(s) out there did the nicest thing for my family last night. Really. ! It was seriously for real one of the kindest, most thoughtful, and totally unexpected things that has ever been done for us.

Who ever you are ( I so wish I knew) I just want to tell you thank you so very much from the bottom of my heart. It has kept a smile on my face all day long. It brought happiness, anticipation, and excitement to my little ones.

You must be a pretty awesome possum

person(s) to spend your time/money/and thoughts putting together and pulling off your kind deed completely anonymously. I'm amazed at the thoughtfulness of it all! (you deserve more credit I tell you!.) I don't know why you did it either...We aren't super deserving of such a Christ like gesture!;) Even so I just want to tell you, whoever you are that I love you for being so kind. I am deeply grateful for you. I hope you read my blog and feel all the warmest fuzzies in the world I am sending your way. and and, I threw 156 pennies into a wishing pond today sending all the best wishes your way too.

Loves,

James

Here I Am

2010-12-18T02:59:00.004-07:00

I can't sleep.
I actually haven't even tried.
I finally got some new downloads on my I pod.
I thinks I'll just stay up til 5 am listening to them. What? There is a song I have been wanting so bad... I didn't even know what it was though. Didn't know who sang it. NOTHING. Well guys.. I found it! NO worries. Its Taio Cruz Break Your Heart...
Break break your heart.......
Love it.
So will Riley.
He super loves Taio...and frankly we in this house are all getting a little sick of Dynamite.
ANYWAYS.
I have a rambley story/explanation.
Here it goes.
Like 9ish years ago I went on a mission to Costa Rica. I was called to be a welfare service missionary in addition to spreading the good news.

One thing I learned as a welfare service missionary was that we as human beings have needs. We all do. It is really hard to teach someone the gospel and have them progress if their needs aren't being met.
Many families and individuals on my mission were unable to progress cause they were going without their most basic needs. So as a welfare missionary I focused on helping people learn to become self sufficient in areas that were lacking so they could then focus on the gospel and progression in the church.
Do you get this? There must be order.
This is why I quit blogging. . . . and every other hobby I may have hoped to have, and I quit hanging out with friends, and I quit everything. The days keep passing, and passing and passing and passing. I keep
thinking I'm going to take control any minute now, any day now I'm going to put a drop in the bucket. I've lost my damn rocker.

This is a like a really wordy cjane like post where your like HUH!?? I don't get what this has to do with that? It does even if all 6 of you are confused..OK.

Christian really wants me to at least document and blog about our little families coming and goings. I really want to tell you about how Payt is such a good little man and so helpful, and Riley is the quirkiest most cutest little twerp ever and I secretly love when he calls me a cracker!, and how I'm so in love with Finn and how he has taken 13 months to sprout 4 hairs on his perfectly shaped little head!....and how Christian hates school buts he goes anyway and keeps on keeping on. LOVE him. I love my family. I hope for their sake I can find that damn rocker I was talking about. They deserve so much better.

When I do I'll be back.

Byes.

ps my ears are numb

Numero Siete

2010-11-20T01:53:00.002-07:00

Dear Jamee,
Do you know what they say about the seventh anniversary baby?

Well let me tell you.

THEY say that in the seventh year of marriage there is some kind of ITCH - like you get bored or something.

And since I married so far outta my league,

(I mean....just LOOK at you!)

It's pretty safe to say that I'm not going to be afflicted by this so called "itch".

If you feel like.......itchy all the sudden,

I have something I'd like you to use INSTEAD of the alternative.

(And of course I'm just playing)

Aren't you glad you married someone so funny!!!

Do you know what amazes me most?

That my heart still beats a little faster when you walk in a room.

I find myself just captured by you, and a little breathless.

Seven years later and I'm still falling.

I know I say this every year, but you've now given me the best SEVEN years of my life.

and counting.

I love you.

Te adoro Jamee

One Step Closer

2010-10-14T23:32:00.001-06:00

I just wanted to tell you guys that I'm one step closer to making it to heaven. Don't get all excited and start pointing out my other sins. I already know all about them, no worries. I keep a list and that way my sins are all organized and I can mark them off as I repent of them.

Well anyway there is this cook at my work.. Paco is his name.(his fake name)(come to think of it his "real" name prolly isn't really his real name either;) Paco and I were great friends for 3 years. Then one day I left for 2 months to have a baby named Finnster. When I came back, well Paco hated me! There was no good reason. For real there wasn't! I tried everything to make him like me again. I apologized, tried to be extra sweet. He would have none of it and hated my guts nonetheless. He laughed one day when I burned my hand. He would ignore me, and purposely make things hard on me... He was just so mean. I was so sad....But then one day I became angry and vindictive.(shocker I know) I can't count how many times I have egged, poured shampoo all over the man's car, slit his tires, burned his house down and simply wished him dead.(In my head)(all of it my head) SOOO sinful I know. I never carried through ok.(except the wishing him dead part) I really did in fact voice that opinion a few times. I should get credit though for never actually carrying out a caper on him.
Then a few months back my best friend Jess who I work with....she made him mad..so so mad. And then guys, he hated her too! I was so happy. What a great day! I enjoyed watching her apologize and trying to make Paco like her again. I knew he wouldn't . Misery LOVES company you know. Don't act like you don't know....I know you do.
Well a few days ago Paco talked to me! ME. He was friendly and nice, and I was like what the? For 10 long months he's been my one and only enemy. This was a big deal. I told Jess and I'm per sure she was super jealous. Then the next day he talked to me again, and I asked him if we could be friends and he said yes, and then Jess asked if they could be friends too and he said yes....and then they hugged. Um, I'm not hugging Paco ok.. So we just left it at that. I'm treading very softly... I've got to protect myself...ya know? Well the next day Jess and I went back to confirm that his hating us was truly over and he said he'd been tipsy the night before! LOL. Aren't there rules written about that? Anywho it still was for realsy.
So, this is really long and wordy. But I figure I can mark at least 107 sinful things pertaining to this whole Paco situation off my things to repent for list.
I'm working my sins like a bucket list, you all should too.
On to the next one.

The Kind Of Mother I Am

2010-10-14T00:28:00.003-06:00

Most the time I'm just to dang busy to care to much about being a tightwadmother.

If the kids want to spend all the money we took to the pumpkin festival on crappy fake light saber toys that's fine. I mean for real. We have hardly any weapon like toys at our house. We for sure need more fake weapons. I am raising boys after all. Therefore it is necessary to have 809374823942 guns/swords/knives etc scattering our abode at all times. If they run around like banchees hitting random children in the chops with the things....well that's fine too.

The best part was driving home. I was just so happy that one chose red, and one chose blue. I strongly encouraged them to wave them around wildly in the back seat in hopes that someone might think for a split second that they were being pulled over. Then they would quickly realize they were not and would feel that warm fuzzy feeling you get after you realize your not getting pulled over. You know that feeling right? Then I could take credit for all of it, the warm fuzzy feeling that is. I could then mark off that I did in fact do a good deed for the day! Which otherwise prolly wouldn't happen to be 100% honest. What?

If my child leaves the house with this combination of shoes. I say a quick prayer of gratitude that number one he has on 2 shoes, and number 2, well at least they aren't like 2 left ones. I mean we do have a right and a left here. That's all you really need. Right? Be grateful in all things.

If I serve up a dinner that looks like this. Well, bon appetite little men. We can't have dino chicken nuggets every night! We need a little variation ok.

This is the kind of mother I am. I'm working on coming to terms with it. Mostly cause I don't think its going to change ya know. Some things are meant to be just the way they are. I'm sure of it.

A Field Trip. A concussion. Baby is 11 months. A ruptured eardrum...and stuff.

2010-10-06T21:46:00.003-06:00

That is like the longest title on a blog post ever.
Check World Guinness cause for sure it is!

Payton had his first school field trip. I got to go with him and ride the bus and everything! He was so happy to have me along and coming from this child that means a lot. We went to Farnsworth Farms and saw how they make their apple cider. I normally hate apple juice. But theirs was so fresh and yummy! You can buy it at Harmons and healthy food stores.

Do you know the difference between apple juice and apple cider?
Its not cinnamon! Shocker. I totally thought cider had spice in it.
In juice they remove the pectin to make it all clear and yellow.
Now you learned something new today.
Also did you know Johnny Appleseed turned 200 last week?
Now you learned 2 new things today!
Smartypants.

Here is Payt with his sweet little friend Mary.

Oh how we miss Mary. She lived next door to us at our old

place. She would come over for gluten meals 3 times a day:)

On the bus.

In other news.

Baby Finny turned 11 months!

11.

It goes by so fast. sniff sniff.

He also has been a total crabby patty. I took him to the Dr. and he has a ruptured ear drum.

Saddest thing ever!

Also,

Payton fell yesterday afternoon and smacked his forehead into the cement. It was not a normal bump your head typa fall. He became disoriented, and sick, and sleepy. He went to the ER and little guy had a concussion. So scary. He is doing fine now. For sure we will be enforcing the helmet rule from now on.

That's all. The End.

Settling In

2010-09-29T23:19:00.005-06:00

Hi.

I have been moving this past week..

Its been way worse than I thought it would be.

Remember how I was like I got rid of all my stuff and this will be cake and blah.

Well turns out it was all in my Father in Laws shed.

Dangit.

I don't want those Christmas dishes, and old books etc.etc.etc.etc.etc.etc.

Its a good thing that I didn't know it was going to be so much work.

Cause Ida just stayed put, ..if you know what I mean.

I mean I knew it'd be work.

But THIS much?

Its borderline tortuous.

Crikey.

At this rate we'll be all "settled in" by Christmas.

Good news is is our old place is finally cleaned spic and span for the

new peeps and now I can focus on maybe getting my underwear into

their proper place and so on.

Bad news is....well..Christian has stolen my side of the bed!

For nearly 7 years I have shared MY bed with this man.

(and mostly I like it)

For 7 years I have slept on the side that's closest to the door.

It doesn't matter if its the right side or left side.

I repeat the side closest to the door is MINE!

Cause I am Mother, & when a child cries its me who must exit through

the door to do my thing.

And.... and my feng shui tells me that is where the universe wants me to sleep.

Don't you give me this crap that the universe is telling you the same thing.

Its so not.

So you better move outta my side or lose it Mister.

Last night I was going to lay horizontal on the bed and kick you til you fell off.

But you've been under the weather with a swollen uvula and stuff and well ,

I feel sorry for you.

But for real, tonight is the last night!

As I write this, I know that you are on my side again.

(Prolly cause the universe told me)

Come tomorrow night. I will fight for my territory. Swollen uvula or not.

Night.

A Few Letters

2010-09-23T23:01:00.001-06:00

Dear Abbott Laboratories,

That is really disgusting that millions of little babies have been drinking beetle parts, and their larvae. I'm just saying that you should feel super lucky that my baby's formula didn't come up on your recall list. Even though a little extra protein never hurt anybody. Prolly us mothers would rather just not have the beetlejuice as a additive. That's all.

Thanks,

Finn's Mom

Dear Kimberly-Clark,

I have had it with you Kim! You know I super hate your huggies diapers! I've never liked them. They have friggin pictures of Mickey and Minnie mouse on EVERY diaper. So annoying. They also don't smell awesome.Everything that has to do with a baby should smell awesome! Um HELLO! The thing is that I broke down and bought one of those jumbo bumbo boxes at Costco cause there was a $6 off coupon. Hey, 6 bucks is 6 bucks. Prolly I used the 6 bucks at the Costco food court buying hot dogs and churros and stuff.
Anyway. . . My baby Finny was sick last week with the "D" word,( I cannot bring myself to actually type the word). Prolly he was sick cause he has beetle eggs in his belly or something. Your diapers contained NONE of it. The child was blowing up and your diapers did nothing to help the situation. I mean isn't that why babies wear diapers ?????????????? To contain all their comings and goings? I want a refund. Plus you owe me for pain and suffering cause I had to bath the baby like 7 times a day,,,,and when I would be trying to get his cloths off it'd get on his face and er where. Also, I'm going to need you to replace the outfits that were ruined, and also pay me for the time I spent trying to salvage the outfits. The fact that this is a never ending box of diapers cause its from Costco is really discouraging me. Anyway, I guess I'm just going to have to endure like a good Christian woman would (isn't that cute that I'm a Christian woman, and Christian's woman?). But after this box we are through forever! 6 buck coupon or not! Your diapers aren't worth all the hot dogs and churros in the world.

Sincerely

Finny's Mother

I did it

2010-09-21T23:30:00.001-06:00

I've started packing.

Ya know those little boxes that milk comes in at Costco?

I've packed 2 of those.

I didn't think it was going to happen, so I'm pretty pleased with myself.

I was starting to think they might have to drag me out by my toenails...

and just leave all my stuff behind.

I've decided its not going to be to bad.

I simply don't own near as much as I used to.

Still ....This is like the 17th time I've moved this year. I'm so tired.

Jeepers.

I am feeling a little anxious.

Can someone pass the Celexa?

Just Kidding.

Sorta.

Sometimes(allthetime) life brings change and will require optimism at its best!

I'm trying so hard. But sometimes I forget.

So don't be mad if I do.

Practice, practice, practice!

I am sad Payt and Ry are leaving their little friends! Sniff, sniff, sniff.

What if there aren't any new little friends?

Payton will be so sad.

The Secretary at the new elementary school was not nice at all.

She says he has to be on track A. I hate track A.

He might just stay at the same school. I'm worried for him.

What if my new ward, which is also my old ward. (7x over)

What if they put me in the nursery???

There'll be no where to run. I'm already preparing for it.

That way I can happily accept.

Then the Celexa will come into play for sure:0)

Guys...

Sometimes people don't like when I write about grumpiesh things on this blog.

But it is my blog...

So if you don't like....Well.

I mean where do you think I live?

The magical kingdom at Disneyland,. . .

where they serve up green apple cotton candy everyday?

I don't live there.

And neither do you.

Sometimes this blog is therapeutic for me! What? I can't help myself!

Sometime I just pretend that no one reads it at all.

That way I don't feel all weird when I write whatever the crap I want. haha.

Anyway.

Guess what else?

We had another mouse last night!

The boys keep leaving the front door open and the little varmints keep coming in.

That's why my house looked like this last night! It wasn't cause I was packing.

We had to catch the critter. (alive) cause we're wusses.

Did you know a mouse can hop like a frog?

Well now you know they can....and its makes it very hard to catch the little SOBs.

***Post Edit.

Christian just saw another bleepin mouse. He is going after is with a Guatemalan

sling shot.

Oh dear. This could get violent.

Night.

One Good Reason To Like Riley And Approaches

2010-09-17T15:52:00.004-06:00

When I go grocery shopping I usually let the boys pick out one food item they really want. Cereal, or some fruity nasty yogurt, fruit snacks, pudding......You know something that makes them feel all warm and fuzzy inside, like mother must really super love me cause she is buying me Lucky Charms or whatever.

The other day I just had Ry with me and he just wanted a bottle of lime juice. It was so random and cute and it totally made me like him even more cause limes are well green! I love green. I love limes! I love the smell of them and that they remind me of my grandmother drinking coke and vodka at 8am with a lime squeezed in it.

I'm pretty sure that if reincarnation were real..

I would be a lime.

Yup, I think I would.

Also if you open your fridge and a glass bowl of spaghetti sauce comes flying out and shatters all over the place and splashes from here to Montreal, and then back again the long way.....

Just approach it with SEVERAL moments of silence. Its much better as opposed to the alternative approach if you know what I mean.

Have a super splendid weekend!

A Lurter Too The Mister

2010-09-16T10:49:00.003-06:00

Deer Hunny,
I saw you're comment about how I yused the word "to", and "too" contexually wrong. Babie, I'm sorry. Did ewe ever stop to think wy my grammer sux so bad? Don't ewe remember that we had English class in 11th and 12th grade together? I was sew in love with ewe...I didn't even pay attention! I was like I love this boy sew much! We would spend all class period passing notes back and forth. I wood just sit their and day dream about how I loved ewe sew much and that won day we might get married. Then ewe wood tell me how your taking sum other gurl to prom and stuff...I wood be sew sad! I wood be like what about are babys Payton, Riley, and Finny????? Sew then I wood stew over that! Poor Mrs. Mckinnnon hated us!
Sew, per much its your fault that I am won of those wimmen that can't spell and does knot no the difference between "to" and "too". I sorta do, but kinda I don't. I no that too kinda can go in the place of "also" right?
Whale anyway. I think I can find sum tutorials on WikiHow.. Sew I can get better. I shore don't want to be won of those dumb housewives that sux at grammer and stuff. I also knead help with "their" and "they're"! Oh my gosh.... So confusing four me.
Sum people are just better at things then others. You are super good at liking utes football and creating multiple accounts on comment boards to stir the pot with BYU fans in big ways. I think its so funny ewe do that! Ewe are also such a peepely person and a spelling bee champ! WOOT!. But I am sew much better at well skeeball for one. Also I can make scrambled eggs whey better than ewe and I am pertty much the most awesomest diaper changer/throw up cleaner upper/carpet scrubbing gurl ever! We complement each other sew whale.
I gotta go now, are baby Finny has been blowing up at both ends all morning :(
Love ewe sew much,
Your Wyfe

Mortifying Moments

2010-09-15T09:05:00.005-06:00

I work as a waitress 4 nights a week. I like my job about 89% of the time. There are those shifts that I just want to run out the front door... Like the wind I might add. Shifts where I'm in the boiler room which is the worst ever! Its just the worst!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Shifts where some "patron" has generally done me over. They run me ragged and treat me like a servant, rather than a server....and show their gratitude with a 6% tip on a huge bill, or sometimes no tip at all.I still have to tip the busser, so in these situations I actually pay for the jerks to eat. God has a special place for people like that, just so you know. So I hope for your sake you aren't one of them!

I just want everyone to know that as a server.. I KNOW that we do our best. We try to make everything perfect for you. We generally make $2.25/hour so you know we have incentive to treat you well cause you are our meal ticket.. I personally don't wait tables for fun. I actually do it to support my little chili dogs. So play nice.

I have met the best of the best in my years waiting tables. There are so many people who are so so so kind and generous. Oh how I love you,it means a lot to us servers when we are treated well. Lucky for me the kind far outweigh the unkind for sure! You know the Lord blesses charitable people right. Oh well He does:)

The witches are now out my friends which means craziness is imminent. I am looking forward to it a little. Last year I started the craziest month of the year 9 months preggo. 9 MONTHS! Meaning I waddled around with a 7pound fetus waiting tables last year and then when it was over I went to the hospital where the best OB ever raced(quite literally) to deliver me of my bouncing baby boy. What a reward. The plus side of last year is everyone was nice to me. EVERYONE.

You'd be nice too if your waitress looked like this!

I told you I am a scrub.

Here are the top 5 mortifying moments I have had in my workplace over the last 3 years.

(they are in alphabetical order)

(just kidding....no order, they all sucked)

#1 I had a table that spilled a full glass of sticky pink lemonade er where. I helped to get it all cleaned up, and brought a new lemonade. Three minutes later I went to set down some food and caught the straw on my hand, and yep...Tipped Over the lemonade again. Horrible.

I have also had two glasses of water slip from my hand while refilling it. The first one did get the man a little wet and splashed him in the face. He left me $2. There was nothing I could do to make it right. The other was a lady and didn't hardly get her and she was so nice about it all. I hold the glasses so firmly now!.. . .and I always refill over the floor now, not the table.

#2 I was serving a group of prom kids and while I was serving out salads a little cup of ranch dressing fell off a plate a was carrying. It hit the ground and splashed up in this girls hair and on the back of her dress. She was so sweet and didn't even make a big deal out of it. I did though! I stewed for days just waiting for her mother to call in wanting me to replace the dress. Even more horrible.

#3 A guy I knew in high school came in with his family. He was THE BIGGEST *** in high school. Not much had changed! He ordered a bottle of Chimay to share with his mom. I was pouring it for them and didn't tilt the glass and the beer just foamed out all over the place! They were all laughing and talking about it. I was so embarrassed! Look I am just a Mormon girl who has NEVER even tasted any type of alcohol. I've been tempted to though haha. I mean who wouldn't want to be three sheets to the wind every now and then? Anyway. I don't drink it so learning how to pour it, and serve it.. Its a real art, lets just leave it at that.

#4 On July 23, 2010 not to get specific, but lets. I had a 12 top table that I was clearing plates from. I was walking into the kitchen with a stack of plates 2 feet high and IN THEIR VIEW!!!! I slipped and fell. Plates shattered everywhere and I crawled on my hands and knees the rest of the way into the kitchen cursing up a storm I'm sure. This is my #1 worst moment ever. I'm still not over it. My friend Colby then runs out and yells, "She's OK everyone!" cause the whole restaurant sat in silence like did that really just happen! I wasn't OK though. I still had to face these people! My knees were bruised so bad they took 6 weeks to heal....and my ego? Well it still hasn't healed.

#5 This didn't happen at work. But more like with my friends I work with. They made me..MADE ME go to a karaoke bar to celebrate our friend T's birthday. I didn't want to. really. But I was guilted and peer pressured into going . What? 30 years olds can't be peer pressured? Well...dang them. They pressured me into karaoking also. Wowzers. I sang Meatloaf's I would do anything for love and Shoop. SO embarrassing. You really do need to be drunk good and hard to do stuff like that I decided. The worst was someone recorded it and brought it to work so all the managers and everyone who didn't go could see. I will never A. go to a bar again, and B. karaoke.

The End.Have a splendid Fall!

Setting The Record Straight In A Rambly Sorta Way

2010-09-14T10:45:00.010-06:00

Yesterday I got this random comment on my blog....from her. (Bytheway she is like so super friggin funny.) Good thing I've had all C-sections if you know what I mean. Anyway....I did some investigating and this is what I found. A girl named Kellie from my West Valley ward had posted this on her blog.

"Jamee at this blog is hilarious! At least her blog is. Jamee and I used to live on the same street, but in real life Jamee is the most anti-social person I have ever met. My West Valley friends and I invited her to every get together, every girls night out, to go early morning walking with us, and I even invited her to dinner at my house a couple of times. She never came not once.

Oh, she's nice and everything, she just never wanted to hang out. Ever. Our husbands were actually pretty good friends- Christian is one of the nicest people I have ever met, and their 3 little boys are super duper adorable! We have both since moved, and I found her blog through a mutual friend a few months ago. It made me mad. It pissed me off that this woman is such a cool person, but I never really got to know her while I lived by her. Why did she hide her awesome self away from us West Valley girls? Were we that ghetto? Or is she really just that introverted?

She is so FUNNY! I absolutely LOVE reading what she has to say. I hope you check her out, and while your there feel free to tell her how cool I am, and that she should come hang out with me sometime. For real."

Holy EUREKA! I had to read through it twice and sure enough, she was talking about me. ME. I thought it was so nice that she would like my little ol' blog...and I think she may have even used the words awesome and cool when referring to me. ME. However, she also used the words anti-social, and introverted. I felt so repentant. Prolly all these girls think I think they are "ghetto" and I made them feel that way. I realized I probably make A LOT of people feel that way. GULP.
May I try and explain?
"Try", I said.
I am in fact those words she used (not the cool and awesome, but the others.)
I am not cool, and a little(lot) insecure about my little old self.
I have a difficult time making new friends cause I am afraid of change.
I just get so nervous to put myself out there....ya know!
I am not cool.
I wear ugly cloths..
I hardly ever change my earrings! I wear my hair up EVERYDAY!
I only put make-up on to go to work and church!
Don't judge my uncoolness.
I can almost hear everybody gasping at my un-awesomeness!
I am a total frump with a big budonkudonk.
I try so hard to keep my house all spic and span, but its not . Like ever.
I am a working mother and that leaves little time to hang out and do anything fun.
I just don't fit in anywhere, with anybody... So I hide away.

Do you still want to hang out with me? Knowing what I just told you?

SO. Anyway. People come to my blog and they are like what the hell?
(for lack of a better word honey)
and they can't believe I actually write this thing.
That's why I wrote on the sidebar...."I am Jamee. I write this blog"
I have multiple personalities I guess.
My blog personality which is kinda out there and totally a open book..
This personality, I think most closely resembles the real Jamee...
My devilish personality, which most often manifests itself at work..
(which should die prolly)
and last but not least obviously my introverted anti-social one.
(which is sadly the one most people know me to be)
(and should also die)
Do you think there is hope for me?
Could people like me just for just being me? Even though I'm frumpy workin girl....
CAN I LIKE ME? Even though I'm not like you?
Oh Nelly. I'm going to work on it.
So Kellie, I'm really sorry if I made you feel bad. I know you are a cool chick. Can I have another chance? I could come to your place tomorrow at 430 am for a walk, or you and your cute little family could come to dinner at my house? Maybe? Or no? I would love to come to a GNO with the West Valley girls, or any girls for that matter. I could even try and look cute..TRY I said...No promises.

THE END

Family Dinner

2010-09-13T16:13:00.007-06:00

I decided to do a family dinner Sunday after church. You know the kind where you you sit around the table and not the bar, or other random places:) I made roast, mashed tatoes,corn, rolls, per much the whole 9 yards.

We never do family dinners. We are only home together one whoppin' night a week with Christian's school and my working.*sniff*. We need to do it more even if only one parent can be there. Family dinners are great for teaching the chickens all about manners n stuff. I've learned from watching other parents that manners don't just come "with age"....they don't. I tell you they do not. You actually have to teach them. I know,... weird right?

Payt and Riley are pretty well mannered(most the time)(Riley in sacrament meeting yesterday doesn't count;)...But eating at the table as a family gives opportunity for so much more! Why haven't I been doing this?? They learn pleases and thank yous, chewing with mouth closed, how to make conversation, proper use of utensils, politeness, clean-up, eating what is offered! There is no making separate dinners for picky children....not in a gazillion years. They can learn to try everything on the table and be grateful for what is there, even if its not their favorite.(meaning its not macaroni and cheese with hotdogs, or fruit loops) This'll be my new thing for making these stinky little boys into good men. Dr. Laura would be so proud!

Anyway. Dinner went well! We only had 2 spilled glasses of water. I also "allegedly" set the crock pot directly on the table after dinner when I was clearing and it burned a awesome oval into the table. Sigh.

Did you know that Thanksgiving is a plumbers busiest day of the year?

Do you know why?

It from peeps stuffing carrot and potato peelings down the disposal!

This is what I was thinking as I was stuffing potato peelings down mine.

A little voice kept saying "DON'T do it Jamee!" over and over.

"Put them in the garbage!!!!", it screamed...

"Nope I'm putting em down the disposal", said I.

They went down wonderfully.

Just kidding, I only thought they did.

Then this morning when I went to do another load in the dishwasher the sink wouldn't drain. What? But the tato peels went down just fine! Turns out when you put a lot in there they make like a glue in the pipe and stick together. After a lot of vinegar, baking soda, and plunging. Its fixed, no worries. The children didn't mind missing out on going to the zoo while I fixed it at all.

I am becoming like a plunging goddess. For real.

MY WIFE IS THE BEST

2010-09-13T13:16:00.003-06:00

OK - Just so everyone knows....Jamee is NOT incredibly narcissistic. Nor does she have mulitiple personalities. Nor does SHE have a wife that she thinks is the best......of course, cause that would be well....nevermind.

This is Christian, her husband. The reason that I have hacked her blog is because I love this woman and needed everyone to know....

You see, this morning I was late for work and running out the door at - WAY TOO EARLY in the morning - o'clock....frantically trying to find my keys. I was a jerk and ran in at 6 AM and woke her up....without complaining she jumped out of bed, located my keys and sent me on my way.

As if that weren't enough, rather than going back to sleep which she TOTALLY should have done since she was up with the baby a couple times......she felt bad that I didn't have a lunch or breakfast. So she packed me a bag of delicious food for the day. She called her sister whom I work with and arranged for the food to be delivered to me. By the time all that was completed, all the kids were up and the day was ON.....she never got to go back to sleep.

Baby thank you SOO much!! That was so sweet and so unexpected. You're the best EVER.....AND I TOTALLY ADORE YOU!!!!

(not just for doing THIS but for all the other amazing things she does - For being the best mother ever, for making me laugh, for being beautiful, for being my best friend for half my life, for putting up with me and all my faults and mistakes and shortcomings which are MUCHO MANY!! I could go on and on and on....)

Baby I just wanted you to know since my phone is broken and I can't text you, how much I love and appreciate you. And if we HAVE TO have trials and difficulties in this crazy life, I wouldn't want anyone else by my side while we make our way through them.

Gosh I love you

Friday Confessional

2010-09-10T14:00:00.001-06:00

I thought I'd join in Glamazon's Friday Confessional just for fun. Ya know?

-Last week Christian texted me and said he wasn't feeling well and was tired. I gave him wifey/preachy advice....Whilst the children and I were at Dunford Donuts. Sorry honey, that was so hypocritical.

-One day last week the baby fell down the stairs WITH a huge box of Costco diapers. SO sad.

-The next day he fell down the stairs again. Before you call DCFS he wasn't injured! and there has been no cases since.

-Sometimes when I'm cleaning/cooking in the kitchen and the babe is nipping at my heels I throw fruit loops on the floor to keep him occupied.

-I haven't read the Book of Mormon all the way through in like forever. I really want too. I made the goal on Sunday to read 1st Nephi this week. I haven't started yet. Yikes. I'm still doing it though. I am.

-Riley is usually a really passive child. Lately he has been coming out of his shell and speaking up for himself. Sometimes this manifests with him busting somebody in the chops. I took him to McDonalds today and he did just that to some bully kid. I couldn't have been prouder.

-I am making tacos for dinner and so bad didn't want to go to the store for a stinkin ball of lettuce so I bought a side salad at Mcdonalds and called it good.

The End. Have a Jolly Holly weekend!

Mr. Scrunchy Face and Stuff

2010-09-10T00:02:00.004-06:00

Gadzooks. Life has been rough around here. Just kidding, well sorta. Ok I'm not at all. I've been all streppy and feeling crappy. .

Yesterday went just like this.

(I am going to do this all in one sentence,,,don't worry.)

I get up, change the baby and take him downstairs set him down to play, like 5 minutes later I look and there is a little pile a poop on the floor, and I'm looking around for a dog or a cat, and there isn't one,(CAUSE I DONT HAVE/OR WANT One) anyway the baby had exploded if you know what I mean, I scrubbed the carpet, cleaned the baby, and then 10 minutes later littler clogs the toilet and it takes a HOUR to fix and then of course I had to clorox the whole @#$% bathroom even prolly the ceiling needed it,and then THEN I realize that my little man is now off track, what? who does that?, the kid just gets used to it and now he has to stay home with me for 3 bloody weeks?, all sicky and no fun at all! then I'm getting littler ready for preschool and he keeps asking me if Mrs. Balls is mad at him, and I remember I told him in the car 2 weeks ago when he was being naughty that I was going to tell Mrs. Balls on him to get him to be good, sad!, also its yellow shirt day so I find my most favorite yellow shirt that I had been saving just for yellow shirt day, I put it on the boy and scrub his face and boogery nose...8 seconds later his nose is bleeding!all over the favorite yellow shirt, for real! I had to send the child to school in a non yellow shirt and he was late, prolly Mrs. Balls thinks I'm a terrible Mother:( then we pick him up and I'm like at my wits end so I decide I will take the children to the pool for one last hurrah, it was horrible and windy and no fun at all, we get home I bath the children and tell them we're all going to have a little quiet time, I give them some books put them in bed and tell them to stay or else, I sit down and my eyes roll back into my head and no more than 67 seconds later Payton comes down! eeeek little man, did you not hear the "or else" part? Frick. He would like a sucker for him and his brother.fine, have WHAAAAATEVER you want! Just have some quiet time for the love! He takes the suckers and then like 85 seconds later I hear Riley gagging.......and puking. alllllllover the carpet, himself, and toys, when he's finished he says "excuse me mom" like 19 times and it was kinda funny but not, and I cussed in my head a few times and then proceeded to scrub the carpet ABLOODYGAIN. Riley then falls asleep and when he wakes up there his sucker is all wrapped up in his hair,,,so he needs another bath, then my husband comes home and has to eat spaghetti for dinner for the 4th day in a row.....I would have written this post yesterday and said something along the lines of how I hoped for a better tomorrow, but I didn't want to speak or hope to soon ya know? Today I've cleaned up another throw up and 2 other accidents, and my throat still hurts. and Christian ate spaghetti for dinner yet again. Here's to tomorrow though. . . Its got to be a good one. Its just gotta.

Anyway, did you get all that? If you didn't it wasn't important...so no worries.

I dare you to try and edit all that! It almost really is one sentence.

Even though I've had some lame#^$& days. . .I love them( the days) I know there are lots of moms out there that would give anything to have lame days just to have them at all. We have mostly fabulous days, ok that's a overstatement....But I am grateful for them, really I am. Cause even on rough days I get to see Finn make Mr. Scrunchy face. Its the best! Riley is hilarious, and Payton is such a great little helper and just wants to make me happy...Christian didn't even whine when he ate spaghetti for the 5th day in a row. Love you boys.

Not As Planned...But Still Good.

2010-09-08T10:08:00.009-06:00

We went on our little trip to St Charles. We were so excited! It didn't go quite as planned, but we still had a great time taking time off work and being together as a family.
Here's how it went. . .Cause I know you are all dying to know.
Thursday night: I come home from work and hit the sack, I don't remember why. . I just did. Christian cleans the house til its sparkling...cause he's sweet like that.
Friday: Got a late start getting out. We (meaning I I I) decide to go to Swiss Days to get the vacay started. Bad-bad-bad idea. We have to hoof it like a mile to get to event. The children and husband are ready to go from the start. They complain, I pout. We leave 17 minutes and 7 seconds after our arrival. We stop for a Swiss cone on the mile walk back....
Which was like as big as my head. (the Swiss cone)

Here are the boys eating the Swiss cone

We continue on thru Evanston and in to the beautiful Bear Lake Valley. I have a blasted headache upon our arrival:( I hit the sack again and Christian take the children to Montpelier to get Studebaker's pizza. I get up and am feeling lovely. I spend a few moments star gazing. The dark sky has a million twinkling lights. SO BEAUTIFUL! I am reminded there is indeed a God, who is our Heavenly Father...and He loves US....and He is in control. Comforting.

Saturday: Christian goes golfing with my Dad and is kind enough to take Payton. He takes the boys on the four wheelers and goes on imaginary hunts. We go to town and eat Studebaker's pizza again with my parents. The boys enjoy the trampoline, including Finn:) We watch "Diarreah of a Wimpy Kid" Which was a total hit for Payton.

Sunday: Baby boy turns 10 months! I have a little sore throat when I wake up. We go to Church. We hang around, have dinner. Decide to go on a drive around the whole lake. I lose a bet cause I say it only takes a hour and actually takes longer than that. We stop on East Shore so the boys can throw rocks into the "ocean".

"Ry do you need to pee pee?"

Repeat

finally I got him to go.

We come back and visit with my parents about going to Jackson Hole on Monday. They leave. I am feeling fine at 807pm at appx 808pm I AM NOT.

A bird flies into the window right next to where I'm sitting and dies right there and then. Tragic.

Monday:I have fever/chills/sweats/fever/chills/sweats/fever/chills/sweats/aches. .

and my throat is on fire. I diagnose myself with Strep and call in some Amoxicillin off the black market.

No Jackson Hole, no anything. Lame!

Finnley is like "Are you my mother or are you not my Mother?"

Christian plays with the children and take them to Studebaker's pizza. AGAIN.

He is such a good daddy. He gives me a blessing and we have tender moments. Ah.

Tuesday: We pack up and leave....arrive home. I sleep, then Christian sleeps. I feel a little better so we pick up Cafe Rio with our remaining 13 bucks of vacation money. UH, not a good idea when your throat is swollen with infectious craters lining it. (Did you just puke in your mouth a little when I said that?) Sorry. Its like swallowing a teaspoon of anthrax.
Then we drive home and Payton is telling us a story about roundy pools and noodles and roundy pools and noodles and we are laughing cause he musta said "and guess what" like 57 times! We didn't even listen to the story cause we were counting the "and guess whats". Then I suggested we bath the rug rats and C was like "NO WAY, I have had enough children time! and we are just going to put their sloppy heiny's to bed!". He was on like his 72nd hour of daddy daycare at this point.....So that is exactly what we did.

LOve you honey! Thanks for all your hard work. Better luck next time;) I owe you big sweetie.

Like I might make you Gyoza for dinner..Will that make up for it at all?
You know how I hate makin Gyoza, but I will do it just to show my

UNDYING APPRECIATION!

Here are pictures Payt and Ry drew for Grams and Gramps

Thanks grams and gramps!

and the end

AT LAST

Because sometimes when you think its NEVER going end...

It does.

Inspirational Quote & Some Randomness

2010-09-01T23:32:00.004-06:00

I am moving.

Don't act so shocked.

This is like the 7,897,897,037,538,758,934,759 time.

I mean you don't just earn the title of "vagabond" for nothing.

However these vagabondish days might be coming to a end.

At least for a little while.

Actually, hopefully. . . a very long while.

I am excited.

However, I have no no desire to pack up my crapola one more time and move it.

I just don't think I have it in me.

But I guess I'll have too..

Mark my word though.

If I have to move again in the next 2,980 days.

I will set everything I (my children, and Christian) own on fire.

Just like that.

I'm serious.

I'm not packing/moving again for a very long time.

In other news. One reason I am stoked to be moving is this. . .This past Sunday we got called to meet with the Bishop for a calling. At this point we already knew we would be moving but went to the appointment anyway. Imagine the shock when we were asked to be nursery leaders! False. . . There was NO shock. I was asked if I had done this before. Uh yessum! Like its ALL I do actually. Its apparently all I'm good for. (probably it is). I've served in every nursery on the Wasatch front! But still....The Lord must think I super hate toddlers....and He wants me in the nursery till I love them the mostest. I do though! I do! I take care of 3 little nuggets of my own 24/7/365 if you know what I mean. I mean they are the bestest thing next to a fried green tomato! I have been super loving fried green tomatoes lately........

Do you feel my devotion? !!!!!!!!

Well we told them we would (of course)
But inside I felt gleeful and triumphant!
I knew they wouldn't want us for 4 short weeks.
I was feeling like I really had dodged a atomic bomb on this one!
Only the feeling didn't last. . .
I expect to be hit with a rod of lightning at anytime now.

Sigh.

You just can win these types of battles.
I am working on my very lengthy repentance now.
Speaking of repentance, I give you a quote. . .

"Life is for living, not living uptight"

Jay-Z

Amen brother. Amen.

Really?

2010-08-30T21:10:00.002-06:00

Today I went to buy the Mr. his college text books..

All I gotta say is really?

REALLY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Why on earth are they so friggin expensive?

I nearly had a coronary when I slid my debit card across the counter to pay..

What a joke.

One of them cost $206 bucks for new

$158 used

and $100 to "rent"

I had to rent.

I should write a college text book.

Then I'd be a rich lady.

I could just get online and compile abuncha facts I find on Google.

I could write my book on like whatever I wanted.

Then I'd sell it for bookoo bucks and life would be awesome.

Anyway..byes