Friday, April 30, 2010

boys are the bomb.

With Mothers day being right around the corner, I can always count on Hubby asking "What do you want for Mothers day?"

I usually have a long list of things that he could surprise me with. This year though? Nothin. I can't think of a single thing that I want. Imagine that!

Maybe there's one thing.

It would be so lovely to be in the same place, at the same time with these two guys. Fat chance of that, though.

Seriously, we haven't all been together in the same place but once in the last four years. That blows! (does that sound just as bad as "that sucks"?) If so, sorry Mom.

Anyways, this is one of the few pictures that I have of me and my boys. It was taken four Christmases ago. It's dark, blurry and not one of the greatest pictures. But at least I have it and it helps to look at it when I am missing them.

Today would be one of those days. ~sniff~

So hubby, about that gift? I guess I'll just settle for a nice quiet brunch up at Sundance.

And when all the stars and planets and the moon align and we are all together as a family again, I'll be sure to take a ton of pictures. Minus the blurriness.

Monday, April 26, 2010

Who knew toddlers were so heavy.

After nursery yesterday, I came home with a sore back and a blouse that was smeared with snot. Lots of snot. In multiple places.

I know church is supposed to be Sunday best, but now that I will be working in the nursery I will have to rethink my Sunday wardrobe.

Sadly, I really don't have any clothes that I am willing to wear and risk getting ruined. I know, poor me. It makes me sad to think of the time and energy that I put into putting together some pretty spiffy church outfits. All for naught, folks.

What I need is a Super kid-proof outfit. Something stain resistant, flexible enough to play Ring around the Rosies. It has to fit perfectly so I don't have to worry about accidentally flashing or mooning anyone and lastly, it has to look amazing.

I think Project runway should try to tackle this.

I promised hubby that I would quit complaining about being called to serve in the nursery. So that's the last you'll hear about that. But you can be dang sure I'm counting the days til I'm back wearing my spiffy church clothes again.

Oh. And I sure hope all that snot washes out okay.

Thursday, April 22, 2010


Hubby and I spent last evening filling out forms for new health insurance. It required us to list all the medications that we have taken in the last twelve months.

It takes a village, folks!

Wednesday, April 14, 2010

what to do? what to do?

Do you ever wake up in the morning and think "my hair sucks"? Maybe that's a little blunt but I feel this way alot.

I've heard it said, that once you're over fifty that you should start sporting a shorter do. How short? I don't know. But I wanna know. What are the rules?

Sometimes when I let it get a little too long, I braid it and call it my "polygamist hairdo". Hubby is not amused.

Lately, I have fallen victim to annoying hair loss. It's not alot, but enough to make hubby ask "Hey, are you keeping a pony in here?" Although he's never said anything, I'm sure it bugs the heck out of him. I can see the disgust in his face as he picks my long hair off the floor (throughout the entire house), inside his car and possibly once or twice in his dinner.

I love my long hair but I don't want to be one of those ladies that keep it at a longer length than they should. My hair stylist tells me not to cut it. "Rock this length for as long as you can". she says.

So really, I need your opinions. To cut or not to cut?

Tuesday, April 13, 2010

she had a full dance card

I wanted to showcase my mad dancing skills at my nephew's recent wedding. Hubby was less than thrilled to do so. Not to be deterred, I proceeded to beg and plead for anyone to dance with me. I headed towards my teenage nephews who were gathered around the refreshment table. They saw me coming and knew what I was after. They quickly scattered. The slugs.

My Dad took pity and whirled me around the dance floor. Boy can he cut a rug. He even dipped me. Here I am holding on for dear life.

My Mom wanted in on the action so I had to grab my brother in law, Steve. Here we are; the blind leading the blind. He was a good sport.

Finally, overcomed with jealousy, Hubby insisted that I give him a turn. For half a song. Really? That's all you're gonna give me?

I took it. Better than nothng.

Saturday, April 10, 2010

if I lived in Seattle.....

I'd buy a boat, so I could be the captain. (sorry babe) I'd buy fresh flowers from Pikes market. And since they're so inexpensive, I'd get them every week. I'd like to live in one of those homes that are actually on the water. And pretend that I am in movie with Tom Hanks. That is unless it rocks too much and makes me seasick,then I'd take one with a view of the Space Needle.

I would forget about an umbrella and wear a hat EVERY day. I'd hang out with my beautiful niece and pretend like she's my daughter. I'd search the whole city for the perfect bowl of clam chowder. When I found it, I'd order some "to go" every single night. I'd would park the car and walk everywhere so I would be able to eat all that clam chowder. And lastly, I would work up the courage to try somefresh oysters. Just to see if what they say about them is true. ;)

So there you have it.

Thursday, April 8, 2010

Whats been on my nightstand.

Hi Friends.

What do you do when you have insomnia?

I've been dealing with it for the last few weeks. And boy, is my tail dragging. I just keep popping my vitamins in hopes that I don't get sick.

It's a drag not being able to go to sleep when I am so tired. It's strange because I will fall asleep in front of the tv, but the minute I get my little self into bed, I am wide awake. Talk about frustrating.

There has been an upside to having insomnia, though. I've been able to get in some good reading during the past few weeks of sleeplessness. I would recommend all of these books. My favorite, "The Art of Racing in the Rain", makes me want to go out today and buy a puppy.

Tonight, I'm going to start reading "The girl with the Dragon Tatoo". Unless I fall asleep. (please, please, please.)

I've always thought it would be fun to live in the library. And the more I think about it, that's not such a bad idea. It's quiet. I bet I could catch some zzzz's there.

Sunday, April 4, 2010


The best marriage will be full of dreams deferred and dreams remembered, because living and loving get in the way of dreams sometimes. In the best marriage, you can share your dreams, always part of who you are, and be content with both the realized dreams and the fantasies that are there to flirt with.

Happy Anniversary, babe. Here's to twenty five more.