The Boring Baney Blog

I'm completely irreversibly broken.

2010-10-20T09:40:00.000-07:00

I know I have PCOS, I know I have/had endometriosis, I know I may be killing of John's man swimmers, but somehow I'm delusional enough to think that somehow I can get pregnant again. This is not true. I had my "let's see if you ovulated" blood test last week. I needed the level to be at a 10 or more, and mine was a 0.2. Not even a 1, this was on fertility drugs. I've been to two reproductive endocrinologists, 2 ob/gyns, and a nurse practitioner who let me medicate myself. I wasn't even close to the levels I need to be at. They don't know what to do with me. I won't have any more biological children.

We are moving right along on the adoption process, and I want to adopt, I really do. I just thought that maybe after we adopted 1 or 2, I might get pregnant. I don't know why, I just did. I don't think biological children are any better than adopted ones, in fact adopted children are pretty darn special in that they have 2 mothers that love them deeply.

The other sad note is, I'm so broken that I will have to continue to take all my stupid medicines at night until I go through menopause. So that means 7 pills a night, until I get all moody and sweaty and hairy (well that's how some people describe menopause) I'm not gonna lie, I'm a little pissy today and I've cried so much my perfect make up job from this morning has transformed me into a crack whore look a like, which ironically crack whore seem to be very fertile, and I'm not.

We've been questioned

2010-10-06T16:49:00.001-07:00

We met with our adoption guy yesterday. He asked us some fun questions. I don't think he was adequately prepared for my responses, but really, who ever is? He didn't see any red flags for us so we're on for the next step. He comes to check our house out next week and assuming it look suitable for children, we are all good. I'm thinking of finding a way to jam my closet door so he can't peek in there, it's become a catch all, and then a bunch of stuff fell off my shelf a while back and blah blah blah, it's bad.

In other news, Kailyn still hates school

John's still doing better

I'm still infertile

Oh, and we can't sell our stupid Murano. Blue book value is 17,000, we're asking 16,000, but we'll settle on 15,500. Don't people realize I need money for a baby? I thought of putting "buy my car so I can buy a baby" on my windshield, but I didn't think people would find it too funny.

A lot going on...

2010-09-28T09:42:00.000-07:00

I was informed today that I have a lot going on and I should get a blog. Since I do have a lot going on, and I do have a blog, I thought I should update you.

John:
His heart is so much better. Somehow, call it a miracle, his procedure worked. It wasn't supposed to work. We had planned on having a second and probably third one because one procedure never helps. John's heart is very regular, even, and darn right pretty now. His cardiomyopathy is gone. He is going to the gym most mornings again, but is doing what he calls girly workouts. He is slowly getting into the swing of things once again. One of his medicines was killer on him, so once he got to stop taking it, he felt a huge difference. I'm glad he's better, I kind of like him :)

Kailyn:
Hates 3rd grade. Hates it. She is more beautiful than ever, and is growing up way too fast. She is doing well in ballet, she just doesn't always focus. No idea where that came from. I mean, I alllllways focus. She loves dance, loves her dog Annabelle, and loves staying up late. She'll do anything to stay up. Oh, and her room is actually clean for once!

Me:
I had surgery a couple of weeks ago. I went to the girl dr because I'd lost some weight (which I never do) and had some pressure in my pelvic area and some serious nonstop cramps for the last few months. She wanted to do laproscopy and see what was going on. We went in Thursday morning and by 8:30 we were back home. She stabbed me by the belly button and again, well, an little lower. She gave me a prescription for Oxycontin and said I needed to take it easy and just stay drugged up for a few days. I turned that into, ya, go drive to Dallas in a few hours, you'll be fine. We had an adoption conference in Dallas, and John drove me (he's been cleared to drive) and so off we went. By the way, driving to Dallas is a lot more fun, and doesn't seem to take as long if you're higher than a flipping kite because of your Oxycontin. By the way, checking into a hotel and trying to sleep is a lot less fun when you have a few stab wounds and you just drove Dallas and are checking in like less than 12 hours after you received said stab wounds.

Turns out I have endometriosis. Like how many types of infertile can I be? PCOS, endometriosis, and get this, I may be killing John's swimmers. We get to test for that in a few weeks. By we get to, I mean, John gets to get some in the morning, and then I have to go get swabbed to see if I am in fact killing off his man swimmers. Joy.

I'm on Clomid again. Clomid means bye bye Katie, hello crazy mean person who kind of looks like Katie, just more angry, nauseous, and tired. Clomid is fun. Don't worry it won't work, I've tried it like 20 times before, this isn't an exaggeration. We're trying it again because she burned off my endometriosis and some scar tissue I had on my left ovary.

Adoption:
Oh my goodness, how exciting is adoption? I mean holy paperwork batman, but I'm so excited. I am aware we are filling out paperwork and trying to get pregnant at the same time. We want more kids, 2 or 3 more. Sometimes I say 4 more then John gives me the crazy eye and I act like I'm joking, we know that I'm not though. If we do get pregnant we can put our file on hold for up to 3 years. Considering my past, we'll be trying to adopt again regardless of my fertility drug outcome. If the drugs don't work (probably won't) then we're well on our way. We go to Rogers AR next week to meet with he man who decided if we are mentally and emotionally stable enough to adopt. I'll pause so you can make your jokes/comments about my stability....................Done? Good. He'll also interview Kailyn to make sure we don't suck. She thinks I suck sometimes so this may backfire. The week after we meet him then he comes to our house and decides if it is a good environment for a child. I like how hard the process is, I mean, if you put your child up for adoption, wouldn't you want to make sure your baby could be raised in a good home? I admire how selfless a woman must be to do such a thing. Wow. More people should try and be as selfless as a birth mom. The world would be a better place.

Oh, and we're making 20-30 dozen cookies in class and I want to call in sick until they're done. 10 8th graders in my class, in 2 tiny kitchens. Shoot me now.

All this baby talk reminds me of a previous post. Read it.

http://boringbaney.blogspot.com/2009/02/so-many-people-are-having-babies.html

I should blog more...

2010-08-30T09:41:00.000-07:00

and by blog more I mean actually blog.

For all of you who have been following John and his heart conditions, I am sorry I was too lazy, and preoccupied to blog and give you information. I just roll that way, so you should be used to it by now. John is feeling better, and his heart stays in a normal rhythm most of the time, he is still having some problems and is really tired. We get to go back to his original cardiologist (the electro phys blah blah mumble kind) and I miss him. The guy who did the procedure is good enough, but he's not my favorite, but he did help John's atrial fib, so I'll be forever grateful.

I have been given more classes at St. Joe and I love it. I have a lot of great students and they seem interested in what we are learning.

Kailyn is super tall, she wears a woman's size 5 1/2 or 6 in shoes, and she can wear some extra small clothes in the grown-up department. This is breaking my heart. She is currently hating school, but doesn't hate it. She hates going to school, but likes when she is there. She actually hates doing anything she has to do, no idea where she got this from. She did a dance camp this summer and loved it, even though it was tons of work. She is doing very well in ballet, even though she started with the grace and balance of a drunken elephant. I'm very proud of her. She still doesn't get it when people are kidding, and will take you very seriously.

Annabelle, the dog, is still better than your dog, no matter what. She loves sleeping with Kailyn every night, and she will bite you if you are picking on Kailyn. She prefers to be outside, no matter the weather, and she still runs away when given the chance, but always returns very quickly. I think we could have a farm and she's still want to run and venture on to other people's property.

John still won't let me have bigger dogs.
I'm still not pregnant.
We still haven't heard back from the adoption agency.

Same old same old in the Baney house.

Boobs are like hellium balloons

2010-04-13T20:23:00.001-07:00

At first they are all perky and full and don't need any support. I mean you put a weight on them just to keep them from floating away. Slowly, so slowly, they get smaller, and less round until one day you find them on your living room floor, dull, lifeless, limp, deflated and a little squishy. See, boobs are like balloons.

I have got to watch my mouth while I'm at school.

2010-02-01T07:28:00.001-08:00

So a few weeks ago, I realized that I have to watch what I say to a room full of 8th graders. We somehow got on the topic of mothers who leave there babies in a cart a walk away, not too far, but they walk away some. I said that when Kailyn was a baby I kept my hand on the cart at ALL TIMES, but I would sometimes see women who would walk away real quick to go grab something and I used to have the urge to stick a post it note on the baby's forehead that said "I could have just stolen your baby." I never did it of course, I mean, there has to be some negative side effects of that. Well the girls in my classs think that it is a great idea! They want to go to Wal-Mart and look for abandoned babies and stick post its on their foreheads. I have told them that they can't do that, they'd get in trouble. I have to strt watching my mouth. Can you imagine if you turned your back for a second to get a bag of chips just to turn back and see your baby with a sticky note on them? That would definately make an impression.

John is getting buff....

2010-01-26T07:34:00.000-08:00

....and I'm not. He is eating all healthy (like vegetables and stuff) and going to the gym. He is feeling better and has more energy. Me, on the other hand, I am tired, and the thought of going to the gym makes me want to scream. You see, the gym is incredibly boring. I mean really, how on earth do you not just drop a weight on your throat just to make the misery stop? Maybe it's just me, heck I can't even watch a movie without also checking my email or facebook or something. I get bored real easy. Maybe I should challenge myself more at work, hahahahahahahaha. Well this week in the Baney house, we have decided no fast food all week, we're going to eat healthier, and no soda for me or Kailyn. John gets a cheat meal every 4 days or so, so he can have a soda then. I mean, the man deserves a nasty Mountain Dew every once in a while, he is eating waaaay better than both Kailyn and I. So far, I want to eat all the time, but I bet if you gave me some cake I'd be satisfied! Nooooo, I am trying to eat healthy, so I instead eat a boat load of cereal. I love cereal, it is my life line. I am eating good ones, Wheat Bran, Frosted Mini Wheats (the Kroger brand, it doesn't have high fructose corn syrup)and the least healthy one I'm eating is Grape Nut Flakes. I feel like I'm eating about 20 bowls a day, but really it's only like 4 or 5. See, I should just go eat some cake. I'm drinking water too. I hate water. If you say water doesn't have taste, then you're stupid. It does to. The water that comes from our fridge goes through a fancy pants filter, so it tastes ok (ish) the ice is filtered too, so it is good. i still love eating ice by the way. Ooooh boy, I really love ice :) Certain bottled waters are intolerable, like aquafina, gag me. I feel like I'm licking a rock that has pool water on it. How do you people drink this stuff all the time? It is nasty. I really just want a nice cold can of Dr. Pepper. Oh, and cake I want cake. I'd drink milk with cake, so it's healthy right? Any who, I know I won't lose any weight because of my diet change, so I'm not even striving for that, but I do want to maybe feel a little better. While Dr. Pepper makes me feel better, I know it's not good for me, but boy oh boy, at this point, I'd settle.

Kailyn and me

2009-12-29T09:56:00.000-08:00

Kailyn and I have some major personality differences. I don't even know where to start, but I do think this mornings conversations would help. Here goes

Me "Kailyn, you need to go in your room and pick up all your stuffed animals and put them in your toy box"
Kailyn "I, uh, uh, but I'm hungry"
Me "Amazing, you're always hungry, thirsty or want to hug me whenever there is something you don't want to do. You can eat after you pick up your toys"

I'll pause so you can call scan now........

She then begins to cry. I say "suck it up, go pick up"

She immediately stops crying and says, "why are you so mean to me!?!"

I almost said, because it's fun, but I didn't think that would go over very well.
She almost got all of the toys picked up and we had gone back and forth for a long while, so I went ahead and let her eat. See I am nice. Next was picking up her dirty clothes and putting them in her basket, which is in her room by the way.

"Kailyn, now go pick up all of your dirty clothes and put them in your basket"
Kailyn "B.."
me "now."
"whatevs mom"

This is now almost 2 hours past when we started this rodeo and I have since asked her to put her extra blankets and put them in her new little tote I got her. she says...
"but why can't I just stop now and do the rest tomorrow, I'm tired, and it's lunch time and you never let me eat, and I'm starving (tears start to fall) to death mom, starving to death. Are you trying to kill me? I'm just so exhausted"

Now, before she started crying, I was thinking, I guess she has done a some, maybe we can go stuff her build a bear, and she can do some more tonight and tomorrow, but once I saw those tears, my backbone grew back.

"Kailyn, you're being ridiculous. You can just suck it up, and go clean."

She then came back a few minutes later saying she was hurt so I told her, "if there is no blood dripping from your body, like actually pooling on the floor, then you don't get to come out of your room."

Kailyn's retort... "oh Mom"

I then hear her walking down the hall saying "suck it up Baney, go clean, no, you're being ridiculous" In a very mocking tone.

I started laughing. I can't wait until she's a teenager, it could be truly interesting. I sure love that kid though, she is wonderful. Absolutely wonderful.

My husband loves me, so he buys me tampons

2009-10-26T17:43:00.000-07:00

He loves me so much he doesn't just grab the first box he sees, do the self check out, and dash out the door. He goes in "the isle" looks around and finds the box that fits my needs. You see the "drug-induced" periods are a bit more uh....intense than the average flo. So he goes for the the heavy flo multipax unscented of course. He brings them home for me and I get excited that it's the perfect pack for me and I said "it's even unscented" and he says well, I know you don't like the scented kind. The man knows about my tampon preference! That's love. I have the best hubby ever!

Wisdom teeth

2009-09-26T16:56:00.000-07:00

I have now had my wisdom teeth ripped out of my mouth. It really wasn't that bad. I was totally unconsious during the whole thing, so that was nice! I'm a little sore, but mostly just one tooth hole hurts, they had a little bit of trouble with it. The main part that I was worried about is the healing. I'm easily grossed out, and the second I read about yellow scabs forming, I wanted to back out. The drugs aren't that great so far, but I just switched to oxycodone, maybe that will be better. Mostly, the stitches are crappy, and I keep thinking I have some food in my mouth, but it's just the stitches. On a happier note, I've gotten to lounge around all day, and it is totally justified! I plan on doing the same thing tomorrow too. Yippee for being lazy!

Why my kid is funnier than me

2009-09-15T16:50:00.000-07:00

I was talking to John about how some people work for the state and work their butts off and Kailyn chimed in and said....
Kailyn "Like you do?"
me "ya, sure"
Kailyn "You do! You get up, you work, you pick me up, you cook dinner, you work a lot, you do lots of stuff and I respect that."
Me "haha, well thank you"
Kailyn "But most importantly, you nurture me"

I love her vocabulary

Uh, sorry

2009-09-11T20:47:00.000-07:00

It's been a long time. Me procrastinating, how weird. Anyway, here's what's new with us. We're selling my car (the Murano) and we're going to get a Prius. We are currently filling up my Murano every 5 days, so it will be WONDERFUL to not have to do that. Not to mention all the money we wills save by having a cheaper car! We are going to be crazy frugal for a year and see how much we can save. The up side of this is I get to play with numbers and the budget a lot! I LOVE LOVE LOVE doing that. I know, I'm a dork. Anyway, we are also refinancing our mortgage and going to switch to a shorter loan, so that is also good. I love making good financial choices. Let the savings begin!

Oh! For all the love in the world!

2009-08-28T05:36:00.000-07:00

This is the best site ever. Thank you for sharing it with me Anya!

http://beta.peopleofwalmart.com/

update

2009-08-18T18:17:00.000-07:00

So lately I have been "self-medicating." Not in the whole, drugging myself up with pain killers way, but in the whole, I don't think the doctors are listening to me, so let's try this kind of way. It is working, AND I still passed my liver test :)

So now I will be taking 2000mg of my Metformin ER and see how that works. Don't worry, I have doctor approval now. I'm still putting that progesterone in an unnatural location, and I'm ready to be done with that. I am not too moody yet. Oh, and I have decided to put off taking the crazy experimental fertility drug, you know the one with the side effects where you have to sign a waiver. So I will have to take birth control for one whole stinking month. Yup, if I'm not on fertility drugs I have to be on the pill. So when i say "my body hates me" just know it really does hate me....a lot. So now I am hating my body back :)

Happy Anniversary!!!

2009-07-28T07:44:00.000-07:00

Today John and I have been married for 8 years. I must admit that I still like the guy. Really, I do. It's been a long 8 years, but at the same time it has flown by. I am very happy and lucky to be with such a great guy, and a wonderful father to our little Kailyn. He is hotter today than the day I met him, and well, I'm fluffier (see what I did there, it's a nice way to say fatter.) I can't wait for the next 80 years! Based off his genes and his grandma I'm gonna say he'll be alive that long! I also love the fact that I truly believe that he is mine forever, not just until death. That's right, he will be with me forever... for e v e r!!! :) I also wen to the dr today, but that was sad, so I put it in a different post.
Happy Anniversary Love!

ugh

2009-07-28T07:38:00.000-07:00

So today I went to go to the lovely Fertility Dr again. John and I decided to try another round of fertility drugs and see what happened, well today I paid $240 for a lovely vaginal ultra sound and a 10 minute visit with Dr. Batres. Dr. Moutis (Jon Lovitz) must not want me anymore. I knew this whole time it didn't work, I just didn't want it to be true. So the new plan is for me to wait a week and then take some more prometrium (progesterone that makes me have a period) except this time.....duh duh duh, I have to use a vaginal suppository. I have said vaginal twice in this post, new record. Anywho, I can try another round of fertility, some non approved drugs that are crazy and hard on the body, I have to sign a concent form for them. I think we may wait a bit to try again, even though my body handled this round better than the rounds in the past, it is wearing me down. That was the 10th round of drugs I had done. So now you all know. I am insanely horrible irreversibly broken. Kailyn really truly is my miracle child. At least Batres (who's foreign) made me giggle a bit every time he said intercourse with his little accent. :)

I'm not gonna lie...

2009-07-23T21:53:00.001-07:00

This made me cry. I couldn't sum it up better, so just follow the link, and yes, I am a dork.

http://tv.yahoo.com/so-you-think-you-can-dance/show/36160/videos/14704989

Out of the mouth of babes.......and men

2009-07-22T20:51:00.000-07:00

Here are some conversations that took place in our home in the last few days. Before you read this you need to know that 1. Kailyn doesn't understand sarcasm, and she is really trying to grasp it, and 2. John does find me attractive. Here goes

Kailyn "mom, your butt is big"
me "I know"
K "no really, it's big."
me "I am aware"
K "I just wanted you to know your butt is big"
me "I got it Kailyn, I have a big butt"
K "Is that sarcasm?"
me "no, it isn't. I am acknowledging the hugeness of my butt"
K "ok, because it really is huge."

This got me to wondering, how wide was my butt and how far is it spanning? I had asked John the loaded question and he responded quite well. He said something like I don't know, I like your butt. Tonight; however, was different. I was looking in the mirror and said...
"huh, I guess my butt is getting bigger. I've got a little junk in my trunk. How my junk is in my trunk?"
John "Ya, your butt is a little junky"
me "hahahahaha, I've gotta blog this"

She's here

2009-07-16T19:18:00.001-07:00

Flo that is. I don't like her and she doesn't like me.
Flo is my foe.
Just so you know, if she doesn't come on her own, and bring your present, and you instead make her come bring you a present. She will try and kill you. Just a heads up.

Alright

2009-07-13T20:34:00.000-07:00

It's here. The mean, raging, horrible, incredibly moody woman. I was doing great, really flippin great, but today that all went away. Tonight is my last night to take the progesterone, but I may break something before then. I think I know why Ozzy Osborn bit the head off a bat, I think he was on progesterone. I've never slapped anyone, but today might be the day. I am irrationally mad, over nothing. For example, I called John 4 times over an hour and a half, he didn't answer. I also left 4 voice mails about the band aids he needed that I was going all over town for, and he never responded. While this would normally be annoying to me, tonight it made me so mad that I wanted to blow his car up, either that or bite someone's head off. The worst part, I know it is not normal, or rational, or even like me to get this mad, but I can't help it. I even told him not to talk to me a little while ago. Why you ask, well I slipped and he asked if I was ok, and it made me mad, I mean, how rude! Asking if your wife is ok. I know, it's nuts! So, to justify, my ovary hurts, I'm insanely bloated, by boobs are swollen, and achy, and I am incredibly hot, AND I feel sick to my stomach. Ok, that's all. No it's not, really what I'm saying is, if you must talk to me tomorrow, be patient with me and bring me something cold and yummy. Oh, and I may cry for no apparent reason, if I do that, either cry with me, or leave the room. :) Hormones are stupid.

WARNING!!!

2009-07-09T09:36:00.000-07:00

I am officially on hormones again. If I yell at you I am sorry, if I cry hysterically for not reason, just ignore me. Jon Lovits is making me make myself have a period. Evidently he doesn't love me. Have you ever had a drug induced period? I don't recommend it. That's all. Jon Lovits is mean, and I am too now. Oh, and if I puke on you, I'm sorry ;)

My doctor

2009-07-06T11:32:00.000-07:00

Meet my dr!

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Ok, not really, here is my guy, but do you see it? Ironically, Dr. Moutis, has NO sense of humor at all. That's another post for another day.

That kid!

2009-06-29T13:20:00.000-07:00

conversation of the hour
Kailyn- "momma, don't come in here I'm warning you"
me "are you ok?"
Kailyn "the problem is my tummy is upset and it smells like skunk juice"

I've had a bad day, and this cracked me up. You're welcome :)

Job Update

2009-05-24T08:40:00.001-07:00

I love my job, I really do. I am so glad that I didn't get a job the first year after I graduated, just so I could get this one. My boss is amazing, and I really like all the people I work with on a daily basis. So much fun! Oh, and I am surrounded by people who like the same topics I like, such as parenting, child development, and marriage! Did I mention I like my job?

The. best. show. ever.

2009-05-21T14:47:00.000-07:00

Love Love Love So You Think You Can Dance!!!
Kailyn loves it too, but we can't let her watch much, it gets her all riled up.

Kailyn's a funny one!

2009-05-19T18:48:00.000-07:00

Here's a joke she came up with

What's a P.E. teachers favorite planet?

"Uranus
get it, U-ran-us, you ran us, like a P.E. teacher does, runs us, get it, Momma, get it?"

I love my kid :)

Why I love Target pharmacy

2009-04-30T19:18:00.000-07:00

Not only do the nicest people IN THE WORLD work there, they are also smart and really care about each person. So here's the story. I called my nurse (Celeste, who it totally the best) and asked if we could change my prescription from two 750 mg of extended release medicine taken once a day, to three 500 mg of extended release medicine once a day. Anyway, I get in the car all excited that my new medicine was only $6 instead of $76 like the old way was, and then I look at my bottle and realize it was the wrong dose. The problem is, I didn't explain it so well, and somewhere in the lost translation between me to Celeste to pharmacy person,(ok, so it was mostly me not saying it right that messed it up) I ended up with 500mg taken 3 times a day, not the ER. I was on this dose previously, and it was the one that made me hate food and digestion in general. So I call the pharmacy, and they say they will call my Dr tomorrow, and get it all taken care of. I then ask, what should I do tonight, and they say just come on up here we will give you a couple of pills to get you through tonight. I mean, how nice is that? So I already LOVE them, but to do just offer to do that, wow. Anyway, as if that wasn't enough, John and I had people over and by the time they left and he was on his way over, they would be closed, so I called and they said they could stay and wait for him. I said it was no big deal, I could just wait 'til tomorrow, but she said it was fine. So John goes the the pharmacy that was all closed up and they pharmacist was waiting for him in front of it, purse in hand ready to leave, with my medicine for tonight in hand, just like that. They deserve a medal, or trophy, or at least a cookie. Ahhh Target.

Self Control

2009-04-29T07:04:00.000-07:00

Those of you who know me, know that I don't have a lot of patience for dumb. I was proud of myself for having some control yesterday though. My mom and I pulled up behind a truck that had some window art and a vanity plate. Now this alone isn't dumb, but what he had, and how he spelled it was. In his window he had a picture of the Pillsbury dough boy, but with a gangsta look to it, ya I said gangsta. This isn't all, the dough boy had a bag of money in each hand. I know, I said gangsta and dough boy in the same sentence. So that is dumb enough, but my favorite part is, he spelled dough, doe. Like a female deer. So he had Doe Boy written on his window, with the picture of the dough boy holding two bags of dough (money) and then a matching Doe boy vanity plate. So please, if you insist on trying to look all cool and hard, please spell things correctly, and please know there is nothing gangsta about a female deer.

For those who know me REALLY well, aren't you proud I didn't just put my car in park and go up to his window and tell him about it? Can't you picture me doing it? Put my car in park, unbuckle, open my door, walk up there cooly, knock knock on the window, signal to roll it down. Then simply say "do you know how to spell dough, like bread dough? Ok, how about dough like money dough? Are you aware you look like an idiot for spelling dough D-O-E not once, but twice on your truck? Who made these decals for you, and why don't you have any friends who corrected you?" I know, I'm impressed with myself too! See, I do have self-control.

JOB

2009-04-13T08:52:00.000-07:00

I finally have one! A job that is. I graduated last year and have been looking the whole time. Some people are telling me it is because of my degree, but I don't think they really know what all my degree includes. My degree is a mish mosh of things. I have a BSE in FACS. What is that you ask, well it is a Bachelors of Science in Education (I have my teaching license) in Family and Consumer Sciences (home ec.) Home Ec has gotten a rather bad reputation as of late, but it really is great. It is an education you can use, and I only had one sewing class! I loved having such different classes. I could be taking child development, food science (learning about chemical reactions in food and our body) finance, a social science class where we learn about time, and how people use it, and a parenting class. It is the perfect major for someone as ADD as me. Taxes and mortgages in the morning, psychologists views on spanking at noon, and some chemical reactions in the evening. The perfect day.

The point is I found a job in my field and I love it. Here is part of the posting describing it. It is only part time, but I think that is perfect for us right now.

Job Title Child Care Program Technician
Position Location: Little Rock State Office
Classified Grade
Job Type: Part Time (50-99%)
Annual Salary/Hourly Rate
Job Open Date 02-06-2009
Major Duties: Assist content specialist in creating Best Care lessons for online child care provider training program in the areas of child development, early childhood education, and child care.

Collect and analyze data from program participants to provide an evidence base of program effectiveness.

Stay up-to-date on trends and current issues in child development and the child care field to aid in program development.

Assist project director in conducting research to support program sustainability.

Assist with preparation and submission of monthly reports and contract renewal process

Assist in the design, development, management, and support of web-based child care program (Best Care Connected).
Willingness to learn and maintain knowledge of the field of electronic course delivery.

Coordinate with and assist subject matter specialists and steering committee to determine the most effective delivery of relevant training content for child care providers.

Assist with conducting educational activities as required.

Willingness to learn and utilizes HTML, Dreamweaver, and other web software and online instructional tools to prepare online childcare provider training course.

Coordinate with computer support personnel as needed on technical issues.

Coordinate with Communications specialists on graphics support for web site as needed.

Coordinate with Instructional Design Specialist for course standards and development as needed.
Knowledge, Skills, Abilities: The Child Care Program Technician position requires a strong knowledge of, and educational background in, child development, early childhood education, and child care.

Ability to assist with planning, organizing and developing training materials for child care providers.

Strong written, oral, and interpersonal communication skills.

A self-motivated, organized person who has the ability to interact with Extension partners/clientele at all levels, stick to a schedule, and manage multiple tasks at one time is highly preferred.

Prefer experience with, or willingness to learn, online course development using emerging technologies (video, audio, WWW, other multimedia).

Computer proficiency.
Required Education/Experience (minimum qualifications) Bachelor's degree in Early Childhood Education, Child Development, Family and Consumer Sciences, Human Environmental Sciences, or related field.

What does all this mean? It means I will help another girl in writing curriculum for child care providers, and teaching it, and testing over it on a website.
The end :)

I'm a posting machine!

2009-04-07T09:42:00.000-07:00

So today I saw something that made my heart smile and I thought I'd share. You may say, "what makes Katie's heart smile?" The answer, is zip ties and pants. Yup. I was walking to the class I was subbing in and I saw a wonderful sight that made me smile, not just a regular smile, but the kind that makes you want to hug someone, the kind that cracks you up. I turn the corner and I see a tall guy holding his shirt up with one hand so you can see his waistband, and his other hand is holding up his pants. The administrator is zip tying his belt loops together so that his pants will stay up! I LOVED it!
Speaking of sagging, I finally figured it out. I saw a kid today who was only kind of sagging, like not butt cheeakage was showing, so that kind doesn't bother me at all. But why it stood out to me is he was wearing a pair of khaki shorts hanging on his hips, with plaid SHORTS underneath, that were on his actual waist. The plaid shorts were not boxers, they were actual shorts with like pockets. Then it hit me, he's not "sagging" he's layering. I like to layer. I wear more than one shirt sometimes, you know, for a splash of color. So he isn't trying to look cool by sagging, he was merely layering his shorts. Silly me!

So many things 3

2009-04-06T18:47:00.001-07:00

Know what I hate? I hate when I'm going through the drive thru and the people at the second window are just hanging my food out there waiting impatiently for me. Well, on this occasion I was also waiting impatiently for the lady to take my money, but really how rude are they? Here is your food hurry up and come get it. I kinda wanted to get out of my car and walk up there and grab the bag and smack the lady in the face. Good thing I have self-control.

You know how a few posts back I talked about going through Kailyn's clothes and how I had a hard time getting rid of them, well I finally did. Here is the mass of clothes that she outgrew and I finally got rid of, and yes, I cried.

So many things 2

2009-04-06T18:29:00.000-07:00

This is the mass of clean laundry that we had to fold, John had already folded about 5 loads, and we had about 5 more to wash. So when you think you need to catch up on laundry, remember the Baney's, we always have to catch up on laundry. (I hate laundry by the way)

This is our flooded back yard. There is one part of the yard that Kailyn was playing in her rainboots in, and I swear it was a good 9 inches deep. Our french drain was working overtime, but there was just too much water.

If you look closely, you will see that tiny thing in the picture, it's some SD cards. Why would I post this you say? Well because the tiny thing in front of that big massive box is all that came in the big massive box. Seriously? Why such a huge box for something that could easily fit in, Oh, I don't know, an envelope.

So many things

2009-04-06T18:26:00.000-07:00

I know it's not a good picture of Kailyn, but the point is the shirt. I've been meaning to blog about these shirts for soo long, so I decided to just post one at a time instead of waiting for all of them to be clean at once. My friend Anya made this shirt for Kailyn, isn't it adorable? She made her 4 total, and Kailyn LOVES them all. She thinks they are so cute. So ignore Kailyn's bang that really need to be cut, and just look at how adorable that shirt is. Thank goodness for my hippy/crafty friend Anya!

Updates

2009-04-02T08:12:00.000-07:00

I'm on an extended release version of my medicine, and it isn't making me as sick, in fact in comparison, I'm feeling down right amazing!

Kailyn Update:
That tooth that was knocked out in May '08, it's finally growing in! It was one of the first things I blogged about, so you can look that up if ya want, I'm too lazy to do it for you. By knocked out I mean, the one that was soooo loose that food was getting stuck between the top of it and her gums, it would move when she talked. I hated that tooth. This is also the tooth that Kailyn convinced the dentist he didn't want to pull before we went out of town. I wanted it out because I was afraid it would cause problems on the trip. John finally smacked it out on the way home, not in a violent way, but she was sticking it out of her mouth taunting me with it while we were driving, so John unbuckled and turned around smacked it out and told her to pick it up, it was in her lap. She was jut laughing, thinking they were playing, but it was really in her lap. Ya, that tooth. It started coming in about 2 weeks ago. We could see the new tooth when the old one fell out, but it wouldn't budge. I'd joked with her that it took her soooo long to pull that tooth out, that the new tooth had given up, and didn't want to come out. I had no idea it would take close to a year for it to come in. She has two loose teeth right now, but I don't even want to mess with it. I wish she'd just pull those things out already.

Family Update:
We're going to California in a couple of weeks to see my Great Aunt Oma! That woman cracks me up, I love her. I can't wait. It will be a short trip, but that's the only way we could get John to come with us. He didn't want to take off from work. It will be a 4 day trip, 2 days we will mostly be in airports and on airplanes.

Guess what

2009-03-31T09:25:00.000-07:00

I passed my liver test again! Yup, I get to keep taking my medicine. They will even let me try clomid again (it's supposed to make you ovulate, it's a very common fertility drug) Have I mentioned I love my new lady? She is very understanding, and is allowing me to have some say in what tortures I put my body through, isn't that sweet?!? So, today is a good day, and I'm glad I have a good friend who calls me as soon as my results come in. Celeste is the best! It rhymes! I'm a dork. Good day.

You know what I love???

2009-03-29T17:08:00.000-07:00

Hulu. I love it. For those of you who don't know, we (the Baney's) don't have cable. We choose not to get it. We didn't have it when we were first married because we couldn't afford it, now we have decided it is kind of a waste and really, do we need more stuff to watch? I'd love to have me some Food Network, but I'll get over it. That being said, we have recently come to love Hulu. We bought the cord that connects our computer to the TV, so now it's kind of like having a DVR. We can watch an hour long show that we missed from the day before in about 40 minutes. That's all....I like hulu, and for all of your cable/satellite rebels, or for those of you who don't have DVR, you should check our www.hulu.com
You're welcome.

Is it just me?

2009-03-25T14:59:00.000-07:00

Do you ever want to hit someone when they say "I know how you feel"?????

I mean, really, do you? Are you me, do you live my life, do you know how I feel? I don't even really know how I feel.

We're only a few months away from it being 6 years since we started trying to have another baby. When I speak with other women who are trying, the ones who really have tried, we seem to talk about it differently. We understand the insanity, the emotions, we understand how each other feel, but we don't know how each of us feel. When we speak to each other, we never say, well, at least you have one, or at least you've never had a miscarriage, or at least you still have hope. That's not what we want to hear, we want to hear, it's ok to be mad, it's okay to cry. We have a common bond, that feeling of wanting a child and not being able to have one, just taking tests over and over and crying over and over when they come up negative. I know how lucky I am to have Kailyn. She is a blessing, and so wonderful. I still have this emptiness and this nagging feeling that there is more to my family. We feel incomplete. Even Kailyn talks weekly about how much she wants brothers and sisters. I know my family isn't complete, so it just makes me feel even more worthless that I can't get pregnant. How old fashioned is that? I feel like less of a woman because I can't complete my family. Don't get me wrong, please, I truly feel fortunate that I have Kailyn, and I am so glad I've never experiences a miscarriage. All I know is, I've been given a trial that has pushed me to my limits, and it is all I can handle, I couldn't handle more. There are other women out there, one who has been blogging about her road to adoption of her beautiful daughter, who had what I would consider a harder trial than mine, just reading her blog today made me cry my eyes out. My trial is my trial and it is one crazy long trial, with no end in sight. Maybe I'm just weak, but some days I have to walk out of church because I can't handle all the talk of family and children. Sometimes, I don't even want to hold a baby, and sometimes, it makes me feel better. Nothing makes you as crazy as wanting a baby, or another one in my case. I feel so selfish even talking about it.

I am so glad that some of my friends have children they are wonderful moms, and they deserve all the children they can handle. I am sad that they are afraid to tell me they are pregnant, I really am happy for them. I am not happy for all women who are pregnant, but I'm trying. I've heard that expressing your feelings is supposed to help, I don't like it, but I'm trying. I don't like putting myself out there, usually when I talk about it, I just joke about it because it's easier. The truth is I can't ovulate, not even on fertility drugs. I believe adoption is a wonderful thing, I would love to do it myself one day, if that is what's best for the family. John says we can, if that's what I want, but I know he's not ready yet, so I'll wait. I've been waiting for 6 years, what's 6 more? It will all be worth it in the end. All the mood swings, all the throwing up, all the headaches, all the cramps and cysts, all of it will be worth it. The funny thing is, I'm really supposed to be on birth control, for my own health, I'm doing the opposite of that.

I guess that's all the incoherent mumble I have for now. It seems like pointless ramble, but I guess it does feel nice to get it out. I can't wait for the day that I can feel like my family is complete, the day Kailyn can hold her little brother or sister. I often joke that at this rate, Kailyn will be able to drive me to the hospital, and every day I wake up I realize I'm one day closer to that being a reality. Most of my friends who have children Kailyn's age, are actually done having kids, and I feel like I haven't even started yet. When my mom was my age, she had just had me, her last kid. In fact I'd planned to be about done having kids at this age, but my plan isn't His plan. I have to remind myself that a lot.

So if you are ever complaining about a trial, and I say, I know how you feel, you can laugh at me, we all do it sometimes, just trying to comfort each other, but I promise, I really don't know how you feel, but you can have my empathy if you'd like it.

Upadate

2009-03-17T14:21:00.000-07:00

So I'm still taking my new medicine. I call it the devil in a pill. Seriously, like 15 minutes after I take it, I can't figure out if I need to throw up, eat, or run to the bathroom. I hate it!!! I was pretty dang sick while I was on my fertility medicine, but I was under the delusion that it would make me pregnant, so it was worth it. This medicine is such a long shot, that it's hard to be excited. Tomorrow I work my way up to 3 pills a day, so I should be real chipper for my interview at 4 :)

Some of you have asked me what this pill is supposed to do, and the best way I can describe it is, it may help me ovulate all by my lonesome, but this really is a long shot. This is my last option, so I'm going to do it, and do it right, but I just can't seem to get excited about it. Since I don't ovulate, even on fertility drugs, IVF isn't an option. There is a new procedure that isn't FDA approved, but it is similar to In vetro, it's called in vetro maturation. For IVF, the docs will dope you up on hormones (yuck) so you ovulate a bunch, then they'll take some eggs out, fertilize them, and put them back in, freeze some, whatever. I'm really simplifying this, but you get the idea right? Anyway, IVM, which is widely used in Europe, you don't have to use the fertility drugs to make you ovulate. This is good, because they don't work for me. They will instead take your follicle, before it becomes an egg (or doesn't in my case) they then make it mature outside of you, fertilize it, and put it back in.

I'm not sure how I feel about it, at what point are we going too far with science? Any who, there is a clinic in Chicago that will do it, it's "experimental" or whatever, but come on, name me one person who has been trying to get pregnant for almost 6 years (like me) that thinks rationally? We're all a little crazy aren't we? In fact, I should clarify what I mean by not being excited. I'm still crazy enough to think it may work, and I still think about it all the time, but I also really dread taking the pill. With fertility drugs, I was like take this for a few more weeks, and get preggers, so I couldn't wait to take the next one, even though I spent most of my time, yelling, crying, and puking, yummy right?

Well, that's your update, enjoy!

So EXCITED!!!

2009-03-03T15:05:00.000-08:00

So, most of you know I'm broken, infertile, whatever. Anyway, there is this one "treatment" method type thing that I've never tried, but before I could take the medicine, I had to pass a liver enzyme test. Since I don't drink or take medicine, beside the occasional Aleve, I just knew I'd pass. Well I failed. So I waited 6 weeks to test again, and guess what. Well, from the title of the blog, I guess you figure I passed, and I did! Now, I just get to experience some nasty side effects for a few weeks, nothing new, and see if it works. Even if it doesn't it will be worth it just to have hope for a little bit. Wow, what if I actually ovulated all by my lonesome? Hahahaha, funny, like that would happen. Did you guys know I've only ovulated once in my life all by myself? Without birth control pills, I don't have a periods AT ALL. I know, I'm TOTALLY messed up. Anyway, yippee for me!

Know what I hate?

2009-03-02T18:08:00.000-08:00

Mud.
I hate mud.
Did you know sometimes ground can look like it's just dead grass, but really it's mud with dead grass on top?
I found out today.
I got stuck in the mud while picking up Kailyn.
You know who laughs at you when you get stuck in the mud?
1st graders. They will point at you too.
So I get stuck in the mud and I call John, here's how that conversation went:
Hey, I'm stuck in the mud at Kailyn's school.
What? You're stuck in the mud?
Yes, I'm stuck in the mud.
In the Murano?
Yes, in the Murano
pause pause pause
me- Well, are you going to do anything about it?
talk talk talk, then we hang up, right about that time, some guy in a 4X4 truck backs up to me, with his helper walking by the truck. I call John back and tell him never mind, someone else is coming.
Well, he got stuck in the mud too, this stuff was like quicksand, it looks like normal grass but it's mud. He moved over like a foot, and that was dry, it was spotty mud I guess.
Anywho, he got me pulled out, but did you know if you have your window down to get instructions from your puller out guy, and you gas it when he tells you to, you will probably sling mud in your face? Yup, you will. Mud stinks.
I had to wash my car twice today.
I hate mud.

Bragging on my awesome nephew

2009-02-23T16:02:00.000-08:00

So, he's amazing, so I'm gonna brag on him....

Warning: You may want to vomit before you finish readhing this, but dangit, I'm gonna brag!
He is on the model UN and going to district for national history day (totally his first time to compete in history day too)
He's the president of FBLA, and is going to state for impromptu speaking

He is also going to state for dive team
He's ranked 16th in his class of 650
He just scored a 29 on his ACT
He is only 15 years old
He just got accepted into ASMSA
Scored perfect on his pre ACT on Math and Science
Just got recommended by his biology teacher to go to the national youth leadership forum on medicine
That's all for now.

Ya, I know, he's as cool as his aunt ;)

To clarify

2009-02-16T14:47:00.001-08:00

I had to redo my previous post, please reread it.

So many people are having babies!

2009-02-14T21:03:00.000-08:00

I am afraid some people are taking this blog the wrong way! I mean, babies are wonderful! I wish I could have 3 or 4 more!!! This is in no way meant to discourage procreation. I promise. With that being said.......here's the original blog, but with paranthesies added so you know what you are supposed to take from that, or at least what I took from it.

I am glad that so many good people are starting their families. I thought I would tell them what really goes down when you first have a baby, from contractions to breast feeding. I know we all get unsolicited advice, but even with every Tom Dick and Harry telling me what to expect they left out some very important things.
-The beginning of labor the contractions aren't that bad, really
-Don't get cocky, they get worse, way worse (but that means its almost time for baby!)
-If you are in enough pain, you will forget it later, I don't remember a few hours of my labor and I swear it is because it hurts so bad (so you'll forget all about it later)
-Watching contractions on that machine that tracks your contraction makes you want to throw something on it, you don't need something telling you when your contractions are getting more intense, you already know (don't look at machine, it will only make you mad)
-If you are too numb from the epidural they may turn it off, if this is followed by 3 1/2 hours of pushing, you will have no numbing effect left, you will then end up having a natural drug free delivery, this is barbaric and stupid, and makes you hate everyone and everything (don't let them turn it off!!!)
-If I ever find the nurse that turned of my epidural, I am going to hit her with my car (I'm just sayin)
-New born babies are gross gooey covered whiney things (yours will not be different, so be prepared, totally cute once they are wipes down though)
-When the nurse tries to lay said gooey baby on you and you say "it's okay, you can wipe her down first" they look at you like you are crazy. You won't care. (decide to not care what the nurses think before you go in, it will make it all better)
-It is possible to take a shower when you're child is getting all of his/her shots and what not, I did it and I'd do it again. That shower when Kailyn was 5 minutes old, was the last undisturbed shower I've had. (I also felt waaay better after my shower, but I'm a little crazy like that)
-Just because you are no longer numb from the epidural doesn't mean you have the strength to stand, John had to wash me, but I was taking that shower dangit (don't overestimate your own strength)
-child birth is disgusting (beautiful in a way, but gross nonetheless)
-after your water breaks, you will feel like you are peeing yourself with every contraction, you will NEVER get used to this feeling. (I've got nothing for this, I just wish I was warned)
-The nurses will wait until you fall asleep to come check on you (you can request them to come in a little early if you know you are about to go to sleep, I didn't find this out til it was almost time for me to go)
-That first meal after childbirth is delicious! It was hospital bar b que, but dangit, it was amazing to me. I'm not even sure I chewed it. (don't worry about hospital food, it will be amazing, the first time at least)
-They will give you some stretchy gauze like panties, these are the most comfortable underwear in the world, they are also freakishly ugly (cute undies are what got you into this mess in the first place, enjoy the comfort of these meshy things)
-If you take a shower 5 minutes after childbirth and bleed on the floor nurses will give you a crazy look, you will not care, childbirth is gross,(once again, do what makes you happy)
-Breastfeeding is a natural process, but so is pooping, neither are very pretty (just be prepared, I'd do it again though!)
-Breastfeeding helps you bond with your child, but you will feel like a cow, a big fat milk cow (totally totally totally worth it)
-Your boobs will spontaneously lactate in public, this is embarrassing (I didn't know this beforehand)
-Breast pads are a must (really)
-If you put pressure on your boobs in the nipular area, it will stop the stream of milk, hence saving you the embarrassment (just try and find a way to do this that doesn't look like you are just groping yourself)
-Breast pumps were invented to make sure you feel like a cow, just in case you already didn't (but your hubby can feed if he has a bottle!)
-You are fatter leaving the hospital than you were going in (I'd heard the rumors, but I didn't believe it)
-Don't look in the mirror until your child is a few weeks old, you won't look so great. (I wish I hadn't)
- You will learn to take a faster shower than you ever thought possible, once you have a kid (sometimes I amaze myself)
-Not being able to sooth your child is the worst feeling in the world. (it really is)
-It really is all worth it. (I can't say it enough)
-They grow up way too fast (way way way way way too fast)
-I'd do it all over again, the pain, the milk cow, all of it (I really would!)

I'm sure there is more, but this will do for now! Have fun girls!!!

Linking Facebook and the Blog world

2009-02-13T06:27:00.000-08:00

I did this on facebook and decided I wanted some of my blogger friends to do one too. Here's mine so everyone else do one too please!!!

1.I hate vegetables
2. We’ve been trying to get pregnant for over 5 ½ years, I am broken
3. I genuinely think my kid is smarter than your kid
4. I HATE mushy sentimental cards, they make me want to gag
5. People who don’t know me, think I’m a brat
6. I don’t like to let people get to know me, and people who do think they know me, usually don't
7. I can taste everything I smell (this can be good or bad, and yes that does mean I can taste skunk road kill)
8. I think my dad is the smartest person who has ever existed (no lie, I also think he is super human)
9. I married the only person I ever dated that would argue with me
10. I miss how I used to look, I know, don't we all?
11. I’m smarter than I let people realize
12. I’m pickier than the average 2 year old about everything
13. I can’t touch peanut butter, it upsets me on a very very very deep level
14. My kid loves peanut butter sandwiches
15. I LOVE my dog, well all dogs really, unless they’ve proven to me they shouldn’t be loved (long story, but this has only happened once) I want a boxer, a cocker spaniel really bad (hint hint John)
16. I am a sucker for any mammal really
17. I sometimes talk to people just to make them uncomfortable, it cracks me up, in fact, I do at lot of things just because it cracks me up.
18. I seldom use my frontal lobe, this has gotten me into trouble a few times
19. It is freakishly hard for me to say no to someone (except my daughter, I’m the queen of no in her eyes)
20. I can’t believe how much I love my husband (oh I almost gagged just then)
21. I am terrified something bad will happen to my daughter, and I frequently check on her throughout the night.
22.My favorite movie of all time is Pride and Predjudice the 6 hour long A&E version, and if you don't like it, I will probably think you are not a good person.
23. I am a light sleeper
24. If I wake up after sleeping for 4 hours and before 6 hours, I can’t go back to sleep, ever, this is very annoying.
25.I may end up slapping the next woman I hear say “I can’t believe I’m pregnant again” even if I don’t know her (I'm not violent, but really people shut your face)

I realized I should have really put a few weird things about me on there (what I'm weirder than that? Yes, yes I am)

1. I refuse to wear contacts. It defies logic. I was taught my whole life to NOT put things in my eye, and I don't see how some round plastic like substance in my eye is going to be ok. Contact wearers are freaks.

2. I refuse to dive. I am not throwing my head to the bottom of a concrete pool. Why would anyone do this? Seriously people, you are all weird, not me, but you.

My body hates me, but not as much as I dislike Nancy Grace!!!

2009-02-10T10:26:00.000-08:00

So, I was sitting in the recliner with a heating pad wondering what I'd done to my body for it to retaliate in such a barbaric manner when I ran across this video. I can't stand Nancy Grace, in fact I don't like people that like her, usually. She is close minded and egotistical and just horrible. Her producer is my new hero, I LOVE it, and yes, this is sooooo something I would do.

Updates

2009-02-05T09:17:00.001-08:00

So we did play Wal-Mart bingo the other night. I wanted a new pillow and Target was closed so we went to Wal-Mart. John won the second game and we tied the first. It was really more tic tac toeish because we had 9 squares and you had to get 3 in a row. Hilarious. Here are John's winning squares
-Emo kid
-Used gum on the floor
-Stripper/Hooker earrings

Some of the other things we got marked off were
nasty fat guy
camo
lip piercing
bad bleach job
redneck pda (they love making out in public don't they)
Greasy hair
Meth head

Some things we realized we should have put on the card
no teeth
back hair showing (gag)
butt picker (you know what I'm talking about)
Cellulite showing (I know it's common to have, but please cover it up)

John can be funny some times, here's a quote he said
"Oh my gosh, cellulite time 2, I can see it through her pants"
Her pants were super thin, I mean it was freezing outside, If I had a tiny piece of lint on my leg,you would have seen it through these pants. I've seen gauze thicker than these pants.

We did find one family that we were sure we could mark everything off our list, but thought it would be rude to ask them to stop so we could examine them and mark everything off our list, I mean really, they encompassed everything that grossed me out.

Hillarious Video!!!

2009-02-03T18:21:00.000-08:00

Oh, wow, i almost wet myself.

Hanke Brothers

2009-01-28T15:30:00.000-08:00

Ok, I get annoyed by some commercials, Watsons, Crain, and Hanke lead the pack though. The new Hanke commercial really bothers me though, I mean is it just me or does it not look like he was trying to make a dating video. He looks like he wants to pounce on the camera if you know what I mean. This was evidently made so "lonely housewives" would want that Christopher Hanke to come "remodel" their house. As a housewife, I'm insulted, as a female, I'm offended, and as a human I'm repulsed. Yuck. I miss funny commercials. I guess it's still not as bad as "That's Watsons!" gag

Ice storm and Idiots

2009-01-27T09:03:00.000-08:00

First of all, thanks for the hilarious comments you all leave! Crack on the bingo card, used gum markers, all too funny!!!

Now to tell of my experience yesterday. First of all I buy my groceries on Mondays or Tuesdays all the time. Most grocery stores restock on Sunday night and early Monday morning so I get the fresh stuff, and Tuesday is Senior Citizen day, and I like that crowd. They move slower, but they are polite, don't block isles, and will randomly give you advice (the good kind, not the pushy kind.) So I needed some groceries yesterday and went to the store after I picked Kailyn up from school. I knew it would be crowded because people love to freak out around here anytime someone mentions the possibility of ice, I didn't know I could find all of my pet peeves in one store though. I have 3 main pet peeves, bad hygene, rude people, and stupid people. Evidently yesterday was the national kroger convention for all of the rude/stupid people. They all seemed clean enough though. I also can't stand slow, but it doesn't always annoy me so much, but it sure did yesterday. I don't know how many times I couldn't get to what i needed, I only got about half of what was on my list, people were blocking isles, leaving there carts in the middle of the isles, and worst of all, they were browsing. I mean, they didn't even know what they wanted, they were just looking at stuff, being slow, and dumb. I was soooo frustrated byt he time I went to check out. I mean, when you run into someone, say excuse me! Don't be so freakin rude! Don't block isles, if you're thinking about what cheese you want, let the people through that know what stinkin cheese they want. I won't go into details, but I was insanely annoyed when I went to check out. Then of course someone cuts in line at the self checkout, but the lady next to me said something to her, and the cutter acted like she didn't notice us (whatever, rude.) Well, I check out, and I'm speedy at it, people are all in my personal space, but I'm trying to be nice about it. I go to leave, it's started raining, it's cold, and then some grumpy old man in a Cadillac almost hit me. He wasn't looking at anything, just determined to get that good spot. I almost wanted him to hit me, I was so mad I felt like I could have dented his car! I finally get to my car, it's raining so I tell Kailyn to just get in, I'll unload the groceries and put the cart up. For once in her life, she actually hurried up and was almost buckled when I see the bright yellow bananas siting by my purse in the cart. I never paid for them. Four stupid bananas. I tell Kailyn to get back out, I forgot to pay for the bananas, she looks at me like I'm crazy. I grab her hand and we run back in, go to the self check outs and get in line. I'm waiting behind this woman who doesn't realize two things, 1- she has too many items, 2- she'd too stupid to check herself out. I don't know how many times I wanted to just push her out of the way and tell her how to do it. She couldn't figure out why she had to keep waiting for an attendant, I knew it was because her kid was leaning on the scale thingy. If you're too dumb to check yourself out, then don't use the self checkout. I think that's really simple logic, but alas, it was idiot day at Kroger, so not many people shared my logic. I finally got to check out and paid 1.41 for my bananas and left. I wanted to run everyone over by the time I left. I was all calmed down when I finally got home, I realized I forgot something I needed for that night, but decided nothing was that important. I wasn't going back. Good thing everyone made that mad dash to the store yesterday, we sure are iced in. Wow.

Comments

2009-01-26T12:30:00.000-08:00

I LOVE to read the comments left on my blog and this one in particular cracked me up! I wanted to make sure everyone read it. Here is Sister Martindale's response to my idea of Wal-Mart bingo

Blogger Martindale News said...

I think I want to play to. You are hilarious! Walmart bingo love the idea... what do we use to place on the cards for bingo or black out? Hummm maybe used gum off the floor would work! Any other ideas

Gum off the floor! That cracked John and I us so much on our way home the other day that we had tears in our eyes! (ya, I checked my blog on my crackberry, so what?)

Ok ok ok....

2009-01-24T08:44:00.001-08:00

I am aware that my blog lacks a lot, but I think if you don't like it then get off my page. I am trying to be nicer, and by so doing, my blog is bland. I am hilarious when I'm mad, but I don't like being mad. More often than not I'll be mouthing off about something idiotic that occurred in my day and John will be listening to me in tears. I am trying to stop this though, so I am trying to be good. I did however find myself in Wal-Mart last night, so of course I got a little mouthy. I did come up with a new game though! I think I'll play it next time I go to Wal-Mart so it will be more enjoyable to me!!!
Here's the game... Wal-Mart bingo. You heard me! Grab some friends, and some paper and let the fun begin. What you do is make your own bingo card and fill in the squares with things you'll see at Wal-Mart. Each person makes their own card and walks around together, you call things out as you see them and mark your card. What would you see at wally world? You may be thinking detergent, potatoes, frozen pizza, hairbrush, stuff like that, but noooooo. I was thinking about other things. Here are some things I would put on my bingo Wal-Mart card...

mullet
perm
stretch marks
belly rings
70 plus year old lady in a mini skirt
cellulite
excess amounts of cleavage
woman without a bra
super long fake nails (the kind that curl)
baby alone in cart with no parent in sight
crazy lady with lots of blue eye shadow
person who hasn't bathed in daaaaaaaaays
random scary guy who hits on random trashy girl
etc

So grab your card and your friends and let the fun begin!!!

Kailyn's Haircut

2009-01-18T16:36:00.000-08:00

Cutting Kailyn's hair is about like putting a sweater on a great dane. It seems like a good idea, but you'll quickly wish you'd never started. Nonetheless, I got it all done. Here's the proof. Oh, and why do you feel like crying when you cut your kids hair? It's like she keeps growing up, when clearly I want her to be a little girl forever.

About John

2009-01-16T18:41:00.000-08:00

I thought I'd steal this because I'm too lazy to come up with my own idea :)

1. He's sitting in front of the tv. What's on the screen?
2 1/2 men reruns, CSI Miami, Mentalist

2. You are out to eat. What dressing does he get on his salad?
Italian

3. What's one food he doesn't like?
Tuna

4. You go out to a bar. What does he drink first?
He's the kinda guy who will throw back a dew or two (Mtn Dew that is)

5. Where did he go to high school?
Brinkley and Cabot High Schools

6. If he were to collect anything, what would it be?
tokens of Kailyn's love (notes, drawings, etc) and electronics cables

7. What shoe size does he wear?
12, even though he keeps thinking he wears a 10

8. What is his favorite type of sandwich?
Ham sammiches

9. What would he eat every day if he could?
Steaks (yuck)

10. What would he never wear?
penny loafers (I would like to get him another nice pair of driving loafers though)

11. What is his favorite sports team?
Cardinals

12. What is something you do that he wishes you didn't do so much?
Nothing, I'm awesome

13. How many states has he lived in?
3 Arkansas, Texas, and Utah (and Guam, but that's not a state)

14. What is his heritage?
European-American (His family is pretty Germanish)

15. You bake him a cake for his birthday. What kind of cake would it be?
Cinnamon Rolls (I know, that's not a cake, but whatever)

16. Did he play sports in high school?
Nope, he played golf in the Air Force though, and softball too, and basketball, ok, that's it.

17. What could he spend hours doing?
working

kids say the darndest things

2009-01-05T13:11:00.000-08:00

So I was tucking Kailyn in bed last night and I was sitting on the edge of her bed and she gave me a big hug and patted my belly and said "Wow Mom, it looks like you have a baby in there!"
AAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR~!
I simply said, i know, momma has a gut, no baby though (I know she really wants a brother/sister so she was not only pointing out the oh so obvious, she was also wondering if I was in fact pregnant)
Here's what I was thinking
Listen here you little hussy, I looked freaking amazing before I got pregnant with you! I was thin and had perky boobs, so before you go passing judgment on me you need to understand that you took my youth from me!
Not to mention I have been trying to give you a little brother or sister and that has been heck on my body and ever since I have stopped all artificial hormone things, I have gotten a little bigger, especially around my gut, which is where I gain weight, so don't judge me, and you gain weight on the top of your hips so there!

When enough is just enough!

2009-01-03T11:48:00.000-08:00

Kailyn is spoiled. Very spoiled. I can blame it on anyone I want to, but the truth is, I did it. I buy her things all the time. She is so stinkin adorable, and I just love to dress her up and buy her things. There, I said it! I am ruining my wonderful daughter. Whew, what a relief.
I have known for a while it was getting bad, Kailyn would seem confused when we left a store and hadn't bought her anything. She would really wonder where her stuff was, because, evidently I had trained her to expect something from every store we go to. From GAP to Kroger, she got something. This is only part of where I went wrong.
Let's get to the good part though, the heartless mommy part (that's me.)
After Christmas I asked Kailyn to put her new things away, and finish picking up her room. This went on for days, I yelled a few times, threatened, whatever, but she just didn't seem to care. I had had enough. I calmly said, that is enough, I am doing it myself. Her eyes widened like she'd seen a ghost. She immediately started crying and wanted to call her Mamaw. I grabbed some trash bags and went to work. I decided she needed to know what it was like to only have what you need, and not everything you want. I guess she found my phone because next thing I knew my mom was on her way. Such a good Mamaw, but mean old me had to call off the calvary. I asked my mom to not come. She (being a mom of a messy daughter herself, me) knew what was up, and turned around and went home. Kailyn cried, she bawled, and huffed and sobbed. I kept working straight faced. I'm not really that mean though, I wanted to cry too. Actually I wanted to cry, take her to get some ice cream, and a toy, and a new outfit. I know! I'm sick! I kept up my work though. Then, I started the lecture, you know the one. There are kids in this world that only have the clothes on their backs, yadda yadda yadda. I then explained she only needed
1 mattress (no bed)
1 blanket
1 pillow
3 shirts
2 pairs of pants
1 pair of shoes (I'm pretty sure her heart stopped beating when I said this)
1 coat
After that, I got heartless and made her pick out what she wanted.
She had to pick out which she wanted, and say bye bye to the rest. I told her the TV was gone, DVD player, outta there, she wouldn't need her dresser anymore, and she didn't need her bunk bed either. None of it. I figured she could keep her room clean now. I then made her go get more trash bags for me. I told her I wasn't throwing it away, but I was going to give them to other children who didn't have as much.
That is when my heart melted. She stopped crying, went and got the bags, and began to help. She would pick up a toy and place it in the bag and say "I bet a little girl could really love this toy as much as I did. It would make her happy." she had different things to say about each toy or book, but it was like a dagger in my heart each time. Wow, I was too mean for my own good. So I made her a deal. She saw all of these bags filled up (13 to be exact) and there was still a mess in her room. I told her she could clean her own room. She could empty out these bags and pick what went into them, but I wanted all of these bags filled up when she was done. I then explained that even with these bags full, she still had a mess in her room, and her toy chest was still full. So she went to work. This has been going on for a few days, and she only has 7 bags filled up, but I'm making her finish it dangit! I can't loose credibility now, she's not even a teenager yet. Oh, and I bought her a new dress yesterday. :(

New Years Resolutions

2008-12-30T07:36:00.000-08:00

This year the only resolutions I am making are the ones I can keep. Say good bye to the old ones, lose weight, save more money, stop yelling, get in shape, keep my house spotless at all time, go on a date with John at least twice a month, read a book a month, take up a hobby, and whatever else I can think of. I've made them and broken them in the past. This year will be different, I am going to stick to my guns this year. I'll find the willpower that has always evaded me in the past. So here's to a new year and a new life. A life where goals are kept. So here are my goals for the year.
I will yell at least 5 times a week!
I will attempt to set up dates with John and make sure to hardly ever follow through!
I will gain weight this year!
I will make sure that at least once a week, I have a mess in my house somewhere that needs to me picked up, a mess that is big enough to bother me!
I want to look a little more frumpy/rounded this year. No need for toned and tight!
I want to put off reading books that are recommended to me and ignore at least half of them.
I will make sure to take up no hobbies!
Last but not least, I want more wrinkles! Yes WRINKLES!!!

I think I can accomplish these, what about you?

Bagpipes :(

2008-12-26T23:00:00.000-08:00

So I have this neighbor who plays the bagpipes. Yup the bagpipes. This is not an attractive instrument, and it sounds like a sick moose's mating call mixed with a drunk bull frog with a wee bit of scared cat. Well, at least that's what it sounds like when my neighbor plays. He is very dedicated. He practices almost daily, right in the middle of the day. I didn't sleep well at all last night so I thought I'd try and take a little 20 minute power nap before the Trans Siberian Orchestra concert, so I set my alarm, laid down my head and turned off the TV, only to hear the beginning of bag pipe practice. Ever slept while someone plays Amazing Grace on the freaking bag pipes just 10 yards away from your bedroom window? No, of course you haven't, not because you don't know anyone who plays the bagpipes, but because it isn't possible to sleep under those conditions. There is a small change those pipes may bust by next weekend.

Baby it's cold outside.

2008-12-16T07:31:00.000-08:00

The joys of ice....
I really have enjoyed the weather lately. Some of my favorite things about the bad weather are....
-you can skip errands,and have a good excuse to do so
-it is a good reason to hold your kids hand and RUN into the store (literally run)
-for some reason it is always funny when you slip around
-The dog just doesn't seem to know to walk on it. She just prances around on it.
-Warm baked goods are a necessity (like I need an excuse to eat sweets)

I even get a kick out of driving on ice. I mean I obey ALL of those silly traffic laws when the road is covered in a nice smooth sheet of ice. I actually went 20mph down the road, I don't think I've ever done that before, even though that is the posted speed limit. I also obeyed the "safe following distance" rule, even though I usually ignore it (no, I don't drive on your butt, but I am close enough to get a good look at it. Not to mention actually checking the intersection before going through it, just in case someone else isn't stopping.

This being said, I can't wait for spring.

DWI Kills?

2008-12-02T13:46:00.000-08:00

So the other day on my way to Target (of course) I saw a white sports car that said DWI kills. Upon further inspection I saw a little girl 8 maybe, in the front seat, no car seat, just sitting in the front of a sports car, on the way to the interstate. This car had a back seat mind you! I was furious, ya, DWI kills, know what else kills? Ignorant mothers who don’t take the time to realize how dangerous letting a small child ride in the front seat is! In the even of a crash if the seat belt didn’t kill her (from not fitting properly because of the child’s size) the air bag would! We won’t get into specifics, but it is a horrible way to go if a child is hit by an airbag. Why do these people get to procreate?

Here are Arkansas child safety guidelines:

-Children under 60 pounds, irregardless of age, MUST use a safety seat.
-Sitting in the front seat is not “recommended” unless the child is at least 12 years of age.
-All minors must be buckled.
-Rear facing until 1 year and 20 lbs. This has to do with spinal development, don’t tamper with this rule. It can easily lead to death or paralysis.

I know I seem hard core, but there are these rules for a reason. I know when we were kids these rules weren’t in play, but, when we were kids the infant crash mortality rate was significantly higher. Accidents are still the number one killer of children under the age of 10.

Thankful

2008-12-01T07:36:00.001-08:00

Well, it's that time of year when we are supposed to stop and think about what we are thankful for. I know that ideally we would think about it all through the year, and I do try, but sometimes I forget to. So here's a list of what I am thankful for (in no particular order)
-Kailyn. She is the most wonderful thing in my life and I would trade anything and everything for her. I honestly feel like no one in the history of the world has ever loved and adored another human as much as I love and adore her.
-John, he has put up with me for over 8 years, and lived to tell the tale!!! He has changed so much since we met (as have I) and he continues to impress me every day. I love him so much now, it's hard to believe that I considered it love in the beginning! I am truly lucky to have a man who loves me and my flaws :)
-My parents, they are constantly there when I need them. That is priceless. Not to mention that Kailyn needs them involved in her daily life, she calls them all the time, and when she asks them to come over and kiss her knee when she falls, they do, no matter what time it is, or what they were doing.
-My brother, sister, and sister-in-law. We may not talk everyday, but I know they are there if I need them, and that is a comforting thought.
-My home. It's safe, warm, and comfortable. I have so many memories in the house, and think that I've painted it more in the 3 years we've lived here, than in it's entire life before us!!! I get sick of the same look all the time, you know?
-My car. I know that may seem silly, but I'm in the car a lot, so I'm glad I have one. I'm also glad that I have a reliable vehicle that I like. I've had reliable before, but it wasn't as pretty.
-My religion. It comforts me, it strengthens me, and it makes me thankful for my trials. I've never had a trial that didn't make me stronger. When I wanted to quit one semester, I only needed to pray (a LOT) and that helped me get through it all. I kept on, even when my body wanted me to stop. My denomination (LDS) also gives me the additional knowledge that a family is an eternal thing, and death will not separate me from my family, and it is my duty to work towards that every day of my life. Life is a joy and a blessing, and eternity is even better.
-John's job. He works waaaaaaaaaaaaaaay too much (that "way" should be longer, but you get the point.) He likes what he does though, so he's an overall happier person because of it.
-My degree, it is a mish mosh of knowledge that helps me in everything from money, to parenting, to nutrition, to psychology, to even reading blue prints. I tell you, it comes in handy.

That's all I've got for now, but I know there is so much more. I hope you all enjoyed your time off, and I hope you got to spend it with those most dear to you.
-

Addicted to Ice

2008-11-24T16:41:00.000-08:00

I LOVE to chew on ice. I sometimes go make myself and nice big cup of crushed ice. It is delicious! I want to eat it all day, every day. I'm pretty sure I could just stop eating all together if I would fully indulge my ice eating habits. This started back at the end of February when I was in a particualarly horrible situation. I was stressed, and well, I had no control over any of it. I soon after noticed my stomach was hurting. I began eating ice, a LOT. This went on until the last week in April, when I woke up in horrible pain (I'd been doing that for a few weeks) and was going to eat some more Tums, but realized, Tums wouldn't help, I was sooo nauseated. I ran to the bathroom and (don't read this if you have a week stomach) and threw up. I noticed it was very metallic in taste so I flipped on the light, and was shocked to find out it was red. I decided it was time to go to the doctor (I know, I know, DUH, I should have gone a month ago, but I hate doctors and I hate wussy people.) I made the arrangements that morning, and after some blood work, found out my hemoglobin was very low and needless to say I was anemic, and my overall blood count was low. This was caused by a severe case of gastritis. This gastritis was also the reason I lost a wonderful 15 pounds (in a matter of just 3 weeks, don't feel sorry for me though, cause dangit, I looked good, well besides the fact my face had no color and even my gums had turned white.) Gastritis in an inflammation in the lining of your stomach, that had caused me to bleed. I was told to be on bed rest, and to take iron supplements, or just be a big girl and go to the hospital. I picked the bed rest. I realized then that my ice chewing was related to my anemia. Here's what mayo clinic says about that:
It's not known why some people with iron deficiency anemia crave and chew ice. Researchers from one recent study suggested it may be because of ice's pain-relieving properties, since some people with iron deficiency anemia experience tongue pain and inflammation (glossitis). The same researchers found that ice has a new and better taste to some people who are iron deficient.

I must concur. Ice is delicious! I don't think I'm anemic now, I think I just really love how it tastes. Which is funny, because I don't like the taste of water. Any who, I know it's bad for my teeth, but goodness, it tastes wonderful. When I'm done eating lunch I just want to sit there and eat my ice, it takes all I have to walk away. In fact I was at a special luncheon sitting next to the head of our department at school, and while she was talking to me, all I could think of is "how tacky would it be for me to get a big ol bunch of ice and chew on it." I resisted the urge but the second she turned to greet someone else I took a big swig of my drink and let some of that sweet wonderful ice get in my mouth so I could chew on it. AAAhhh relief! I'm no longer stressed, but I just can't kick the habit. It's so good. In fact I'm eating some now, I just poured my drink down the drain in order to access the ice more easily!! YUMMY!!!

Doe's Eat Place

2008-11-21T06:27:00.000-08:00

Melanie and I went to the newest restaurant in Conway to get some dinner last night, but it turns out we didn't eat there. Once again, Melanie and I have attempted to eat, and it hasn't worked out as planned. Turns out their dinner menu consists of seafood (gag me) fish (I don't eat things that breath in poopy pond water) and steak. The food is in large portions meant to be shared, so since Melanie had no one to share her food with, we left. This little outing reminded us or our visit to Sonic we made a while back.
Here's the story (names have been left out to save the dignity of the people):
Once upon a time there was a beautiful blond headed girl who is a little bit too high maintenance and another amazing, smart, funny, energetic, mother of the year type (haahhahahahaaa.) These two happened to be working at the same place temporarily and both had been talking on their way to work, stating they were hungry. Both wanted breakfast food, but it was after the deadly cut off breakfast time of 10:30, so Sonic was the decided dining location. Well, The mother of the year jumped into the beautiful blonds car, and off they went. They order their food, and are ready to pay, then the mother of the year realized she left her purse, and had no money. Well, the blond being the wonderful girl she was, said, "don't worry friend, I'll pay for you" and she went to grab her debit card. Turns out, she had no wallet. Well, moty (mom of the year) said "hey, I have an account at that Bank of America over there, but we never use it, maybe I have enough left in there. I'll go over there and see if I can withdraw some cash!" Off she went. She found out she only had like $5 in that account, not the needed $8. Well, turns out a teller just gave her a 10 dollar bill and said to pay her back whenever she came back that way. (this is no lie people, it really happened this way.) Well moty was so excited, there would be breakfast, there would be food! During this time, Melanie (oops, I'll just use names now I guess) had already had a conversation with the lady who brought the food and she said it was okay, we could pay her later, but please do it before her shift ends, or she'd have to pay for it. So the beautiful blond was already laughing, at herself when I ran back into the parking lot. Well I was so excited I just opened the door and jumped in. I turned to tell Melanie of my new found money I realized, "hey, that's not Melanie!" I had opened the wrong door! It was a white suv, but not the one I came in. I mean, I was IN her car, sitting in her passenger seat! I told the terrified, wide-eyed- open-mouthed girl, "oh, sorry, wrong car" and hopped out of the strangers car to go over to Melanie's car. Melanie was laughing hysterically at me. Finally she told me that she'd found a credit card in her car and had put it in to try and pay, only for it to break off in there. We had to go tell the manager that the card was stuck in the machine, but we finally had cash to pay for the food! The manager was mad that Melanie had "broken" his expensive machine. So to sum it up, I borrowed money from a stranger, Melanie practically stole our food (I mean she took it without paying!) and then she broke the credit card machine, made the manager mad, oh and I tried to get in a strangers car, can't forget that. OH, what a day.

2008-11-17T18:07:00.000-08:00

Kailyn did this before conferences. I thought it was so cute. I think maybe I love on her too much...

It says:
My mom loves me. Mom hugs me and kisses me too. She does it at home because she doesn't want people to see her. She always kisses me and hugs me. The end.

Laundry

2008-11-11T09:47:00.001-08:00

Laundry is the worst of all household chores. I hate it. I don't usually mind washing and drying the clothes as long as someone else will do the folding and putting away, however, lately our dryer has been falling down on the job.
First of all, our home was poorly designed. Our laundry room is in the middle of the house (kind of) and the back of the dryer faces north, the vent for the dryer goes out a south facing wall. What? Who would do that? Oh, ya the idiot that designed this lovely home of mine (this is said spitefully because I'm annoyed.) The vent hose has 2 90 degree turns to make, and we all know how well moist lint filled air travels. Twice a year I have to have a chimney sweep (yes a chimney flippin sweep) come out and clean out my vent hose. When it is that lovely time of year I know because it will take 1 1/2 cycles to dry a medium/large load. Forbid I do something crazy like an extra large load. A couple of years ago when the dryer was insanely bad and the washer was squeaking I had a repair man come take a look at them. The washer, of course, refused to squeak, but he did look at the dryer and explain that this model holds lint and then explained that I needed a chimney sweep to come clean out my vent. He took the dryer apart and it looked like one huge lint ball, he vacuumed it out and put it back together charged my a hefty sum and left. Well the chimney sweep came out that day too and by the time I got home that evening I dried a load and was amazed! It dried about as fast as the washer washed. I was soo happy. I thought it was worth all the money I just threw at it! Well, it is slow again and the last time I just had a chimney sweep out, and I wasn't as impressed with the results. It was better, but not great. This time I decided "hey, I'm handy, I'll vaccum the dryer." Well, turns out I'm not handy I'm stupid and cheap.
I pulled the dryer out from the wall, unplugged it and took a good look at it. I looked on the internet for directions and wasn't impressed. I decided, how hard can this be? (I'm laughing at my dumb self right now) I got out John's ratchet set, found the proper thingy, but couldn't find the attachment to make the thingy go on the ratchet. I improvised (this part is embarrassing so I'm leaving it out, just trust me I'm improvised and it worked) I disassembled the back, allowing me to take off the top. I was impressed with myself. However, all I could see was the drum not to mention there were wires attaching the top the the motor, so I couldn't move it much. I then undid some screws for the front of the washer and realized it was still attached to the dumb drum. I also couldn't get the lower front off, which is what I really wanted to do anyway! I tried and tried and then admitted defeat and reassembled the top and back. What, you say what about screwing in the front? Oh, don't worry I forgot it. So I unscrewed the top, screwed the front back on and the re screwed the top. Then I was moving it back the begin the acrobatic part of re hooking the hose and realized the top was on crooked. So I unscrewed the top again (insert incoherent mumbling here like son of a monkey's butt, etc etc etc) any who I got it all put back together.
I pushed the crapper back and tried to do the hose. There are cabinets above me, the washer to my right and I can't get between the two because of the nice "snug" fit. so I have one boob on one side of the dryer and the other boob on the back side (to help with balance of course) while sitting on the washer. Thank goodness I have monkey arms so I could reach the vent hose. I started to hook it in and realized I didn't have enough hose to reach so I crawled down, hit my head on the stupid cabinets, stepped on an acorn with my bare foot (don't ask why we have an acorn in the laundry room, just remember we have a 7 year old and that explains that) pushed the dryer back a bit, climbed back on the washer re braced myself (with my tatas) and went after it again. I got it hooked up! I got down (watched my head this time) scooted the dryer back, but pushed it too far so I crimped the house, pulled it back out climbed back on, didn't use my boobs this time, so I fell a little bit with my feet in the air caught myself with my hand before I hit the floor with my head (which still hurts by the way) fixed the house pulled my fat self up, griped about how much easier this would have been when I was younger and then looked at the dryer. It was out way to far. I pushed it in slightly, climbed back on the washer, put one leg down behind the dryer bent over kinked the hose slightly, pulled the dryer up closer to me and checked the hose. It was good I climbed out in some kind of cirque du soleil move and left that horrible room to get the wet laundry to put back in the dryer. I hate laundry and am never doing it again!

On a much ummm, perkier note!

2008-11-07T19:15:00.001-08:00

So since I have no life (job) I sometimes go hang out at the bookstore with John, well, I go to hang out with John but he has to "work" so he says hi, but then does his job. Since Melanie is a horrible worker, I hang out with her instead!!! So, we were talking having fun, moving things around you know and discussing how we both wanted ice cream, anyway, I was about to leave all by myself (John wouldn't pay Melanie to go with me so she chose to stay, I know, how rude of John.) As I was about to walk out the door some other people came in. Well it was a boy and a girl and as soon as the girl got in, she stood up all straight and stretched her back. Let me draw a picture for you here. She stretched her back by pushing her boobs out farther than I thought was possible and sticking her butt out far enough to match. Well, I have nothing against stretching, but please don't violate my eyes with your tatas. What made it worse is she made this noise that should be saved for the bedroom if you know what I mean. I looked at Melanie all wide eyed and said, Oh, it's time to go (I was really just trying not to laugh.) Mel felt the same way because she grabbed her stuff and came with me!!! We laughed so hard the whole way to pick up Kailyn's cake and to get our ice cream. Melanie said the funniest thing too! We'd been talking politics all day and making not so nice comments about democrats (sorry democrats) anyway, she was talking about how she felt violated by that girls boobs, she said "they were working too hard, they needed to be a little less Republican, and a little more Democrat!" I almost pulled off the side of the road I was laughing so hard!

Sad day in the Baney house (well, for me at least)

2008-11-06T18:36:00.000-08:00

So yesterday and today I went through what was left of Kailyn's baby things. All of her memories are now packed up in an 18 gallon purple plastic storage container. Yup, 18 gallons. She turned 7 this week, and it's been over 5 1/2 years since John and I decided it was time for another one. Each year it seems I get rid of more and more things of hers. Why hold on to it? Before placing certain toys in this tote that was already half full of clothes I had to remove the batteries. With each toy I reached into and pulled out the insides I felt like I was ripping my own heart out. I do believe that one day I will have another child, but until then I am going to cry when I hear lullabies, feel incompetent as a woman, and get mad when people gripe about being pregnant "again." I am grateful for this experience though, it has made me a better mom, and I really appreciate how wonderful Kailyn is. I know, I know, it will happen when it's supposed to, as soon as I quit thinking about it, it will happen, and whatever cliché thing you want to say, I've heard it. On a funny note, my Mom did say something funny today. I usually am afraid to say anything about what may be going on with my body because someone always says "are you pregnant?" Example: I'd say "I have a headache" random person would say "are you pregnant" You may think I'm joking, but it really happens all the time. Anyway, so today I was telling Mom that I was not really very nauseated today so she said "oh, are you pregnant?" Oh, she's a funny one!

2008-11-05T14:52:00.001-08:00

Since having Kailyn, I have decided that sleep is the most amazing of all of the functions we do as humans, really, it is. I find myself thinking of sleep by like 9 in the morning. Am I really that tired, or is it the fact that my brain no longer works as quickly as it once did and I think a nice power nap will help. In fact since having Kailyn nothing works like it once did. Am I alone in this, or are all you other women keeping it a secret from me?
Before Kailyn I never worried about lots of things like, lotion, sleep, my nails, my diet, if I'd peed that day or not, etc etc etc. Well, now I find myself asking Kailyn if she has to pee and then realizing it's like 4 in the afternoon and I haven't peed since I woke up that morning. I'm so dumb now. Really, I know, I know, some of you are like, Katie you've always been dumb, but that just simply isn't true. I never applied myself, but that doesn't mean I didn't have the capacity. Some people don't seem to notice, but those who weren't as close to me sure seem to notice. This may not make much sense, but trust me it's the truth. People who knew me and saw me frequently just see me as that goofy sarcastic kid they've known forever Oh, and the girl with a bad attitude, but odds are you were pissing me off, which happened a lot when I was like 16-18, due to extra hormones, mean doctors with bad news, and me just holding it all in. Those who didn't know me as well, saw what I was capable of, you know the part I never acted on. They are the ones who seems so shocked with my life, or lack of it. Well, this is just depressing, let's talk about pee again. Anyway Kailyn has given me a super bladder because she cried all the time, so when she was finally happy I refused to move, meaning I'd ignore my urge to go pee. Other things I've developed from pregnancy or birth that are still hanging around are dry skin, brittle nails, an even more super sensitive nose, and a big ol bunch of extra fat,(don't tell me I'm not fat, I'm not fishing for compliments here, I mean I've got an extra 35 pounds hanging around, I'm aware of it.) Was it all worth it? Heck ya, but was it just me? I swear with each push I lost brain cells (and I pushed for just over 3 hours.) I mean, I hear women talk about how they used to look, but is it just our bodies that change, or do we not talk about the rest? Oh, well, maybe it's just me.

Target part 2

2008-11-03T13:49:00.000-08:00

If you haven't already read the first blog read it, then come back up here. I'll wait...Ok, so you should know that the friendly people I wrote about previously were checking out when we were ready and they were totally in the way so I actually picked up the front of her cart and moved it so we could pass, she tried to kill me with her eyes, it didn't work. I did notice that she bought 6 2 liters of soda and a bag of jet puffed marshmallows! Nice, eh? Ya, they totally could have gotten those at some other store, no need to ruin my Target with their nasty-ness.

Target

2008-11-02T20:19:00.000-08:00

I love Target, really I do. If I could take it out to dinner I would. I also hate Wal-Mart. What? Wal-Mart? Yup, I don't like them. I hate pretty much everything about them, no take that back, I do hate everything about them. I will go to Target and Kroger instead of stepping one foot in that "one stop" shopping heck hole. The point of this is sometimes I see people in MY Target (yes, Target is my boyfriend, but John doesn't care because he benefits from this affair) anywho, these people often make me think, what are you doing here? You can't possibly appreciate all of the wonderfulness that is Target, just go to Wal-Mart, or Freds or something and stay away from my honey (Target.) Well, I saw these types of people just the other day. John and I were there putting off painting our house and we saw this family. Actually we heard this family because they were yelling at each other. We looked at them, and then each other and realized our mouths were dropped. When they passed us we heard the mom yell something about ".... where they was." John and I both are annoyed by bad grammar so I mumbled under my breath were, and John looked at a Target employee (who was also staring open mouthed) and said "where they were, not was, but were." The employee just laughed. Well, this family came back by later and said something, we had been tuning them out because we could hear them even when they were far away. Well since they were close we decided to listen and see what they were saying, then we realized they wanted us to move so they could get by (which annoyed me because the isles at Target are wide enough that you can get two carts through at a time, we didn't really need to move.) Well, we quickly moved and stupid me and my stupid manners I said "oh, sorry" even though I was not in the wrong at all. Well, this greasy haired lady mumbled something derogatory about my lovely husband and I couldn't believe it. Why were these people here. They smelled horrible, well, I don't actually know this for a fact because I refused to breathe when they were around. I mean, one daughter had such greasy hair, I actually thought it was wet at first until she got closer and I saw the dandruff all over it. For future references I am gagging right now just thinking about it. I mean, hygiene it does a body good. It makes the world a better place, just freaking bath people! The point of this whole blog was that this experience got me thinking about why I like Target so much more than Wal-Mart. Here's a list:
Target has
nice big parking places
nice big isles inside
bright lights
informed employees
employees with good hygiene
they have a family bathroom
They have clean bathrooms
they even have nice toilet paper in these bathrooms
they have nice people at the pharmacy!
actually the whole pharmacy experience is amazing
they have cute things for Kailyn
they have cute things for my house, I mean really cute things
when you page for some help, your hear a recording that someone will be there to help in less than one minute, and you know what, they really are!
they donate insane amounts of money to the community with no expectation of a return
you can not sell things on their property (I get very annoyed by this at other places)
I almost never have to wait to check out
It's not loud in there
they have a snack bar (food and shopping, that makes a woman happy)
Ok, that's all I can think of for now.

Here's why I hate Wal-Mart
they are bullies
they often actually make people produce inferior products so they can sell them cheaper
they have small isles and spaces
I see more stretch marks and belly fat there than at the white trash carnival
It is loud
employees are disgruntle
I have never had a successful pharmacy experience there
nobody knows were anything is.....ever
I am often oogled at by old creepy men
Wal-mart is evidently a day care, as I see multiple unsupervised children there
carts squeak and are uncontrollable

Yuck, that's enough for now.
If I've offended you, sorry. More power to the people that have the patience to shop at Wal-Mart. I just don't, and looking at my budget, I'm not spending more money by avoiding Wal-Mart.

No hot water!

2008-10-28T16:40:00.000-07:00

So tonight I had to dye some ballet slippers for Kailyn's Halloween costume (I don't even feel like explaining this) and I was rinsing out the excess dye with some nice hot water. This went on forever, and ever, and ever.... anyway, there is still purple water coming out of them and I was tired on rinse ringing and repeating so I decided to put them in the washer. I set the washer to hot wash, cold rinse and a nice extra rinse. Well while rinsing I started the shower for Kailyn and asked her to get in (told her) and continued about my business. I told her to get in again, hurried her, raised my voice, etc. Then I started the washer and got a little more abrupt with her (you know, Kailyn Elizabeth, get your stinky butt in that shower before I take you out back and hose you off) anyway, I got the washer going and last I saw the kid she was just in her socks and panties, then she went into our bathroom. I thought the battle was over. I called my mom to tell her how the shoe dying went, and next thing I know, John is talking to Kailyn, in her room! I told my mom to hold on and yelled at her to get in the shower NOW! Well, she got in, butt naked (like most of us do) and said the water was cold. John turned up the hot and she checked it, with her head! Not her hand, she stuck her head under the water and guess what, we were out of hot water! She just stuck her head under nice cold water. Frigid water really. Oh, to be 6 again....

Cool Mist Vaporizers!

2008-10-22T08:10:00.001-07:00

Kailyn has been sick for a couple of weeks and I recently got her a cool mist vaporizer that looks like a froggy! Melanie suggested it and said it really made her feel better. I thought it would help Kailyn because she had this dry hacky cough at night. Well it may have just been a coincidence, but she stopped coughing the night we put it in there. She had some cough syrup in her too, but it alone wasn't working. That was the best $35 I've ever spent. I think I may steal the frog tonight!

Am I sick, or just stupid?

2008-10-19T20:02:00.000-07:00

So, for those of you who know me, you probably know I hate being sick. It honestly annoys the crap out of me. I also have a complex (as a child I was always told I was a wus, not by my parents of course) and this complex makes me keep going, even when my body is begging me to stop. Well, my "cold" or "allergies" have turned into a full case of nasty. I now wheeze when I breath, and I constantly feel like I need to cough. Well, it hurts to cough, so I don't want to. I decided to break out the big guns and take this cough syrup I had prescribed to me a year ago. It has a narcotic in it, so I thought this would help. I was going to take some the other day, but thought it had expired, well no, I am just dumb and was thinking it was 2009. Tonight I realized it hadn't expired so I took some. I also took two benadryl at 7. Well here's where it gets funny (dumb) I was taking my nightly aleve (well, it seems like I take it nightly) and I was about to pop 2 benadryl in too, but then I realized that I had taken 2 only 2 hours ago. So I spit one out, but not the other one because it was already in my throat. I thought it would be okay tough, I mean it's just an extra benadryl right? Wrong. I just looked up my cough syrup because I was wondering if I could take more because I am still coughing. Well turns out my cough syrup also has an antihistamine in it. Here's what it said:
Tussionex contains a combination of chlorpheniramine and hydrocodone. Chlorpheniramine is an antihistamine that reduces the natural chemical histamine in the body. Histamine can produce symptoms of sneezing, itching, watery eyes, and runny nose. Hydrocodone is a narcotic cough suppressant.
So, what this means is, one I am doped up on bendaryl, which makes me loopy anyway,and occasionally makes me dream while awake, if that makes sense. I also have some other antihistamine in me, with a nice narcotic chaser. So, if anyone wants a good laugh, call me, I am evidently about to be very entertaining, or at the least, I'm about to be very easily entertained.

I've been tagged?!?

2008-10-14T15:13:00.000-07:00

Tagged

8 Things I did today...
1. Took Kailyn to the doctor
2. Gracefully turned down a very audacious 16 year old who hit on me (it was actually kind of funny)
3. Took Kailyn to Pizza Inn
4. WENT TO TARGET!!!!
5. Made dinner
6. Shaved my legs (finally) :)
7. Fell back asleep after the alarm went off (I never, ever do this)
8. Told my kid to suck it up, she's going to school tomorrow (I'm trying to be the meanest mom possible so that I can get more dirty looks when we are out in public, I mean really, I think I want more women to glare at me. (that was said with much sarcasm by the way)

8 Shows I love (in no particular order)
1. Grey's Anatomy
2. Boston Legal
3. David Letterman
4. Private Practice
5. How I Met Your Mother
6. CSI Miami
7. 2 1/2 Men
8. Big Bang Theory

8 Restaurants I love
1. Firehouse
2. Market Place
3. Colton's
4. Applebees
5. Chick Fil A
6. That's kind of it, I mean after all the fertility drugs, I've thrown up everything else, so that's all I can think of when I go there now. YUMMY!

8 Things I am looking forward to.......

1. Actually getting into a routine (HA!)
2. All of us getting over the "crud" (you know, what Kailyn has that I told her to suck up!)
3. Redoing my closet (well, not the actual doing, but the end product)
4. Some Saturday, when we don't have a major project planned and John is home all day (HA! again)
5. A nice vacation for us all
6. A nice vacation for just John and I (wink wink)
7. That one imaginary day when everyone is healthy, the entire "to do" list is done, and all the bills paid, the laundry done, the house spotless, etc etc etc (this will never happen, believe me, I've tried, I spent the first 5 years of my marriage trying for it)
8. The day that I can finally give Kailyn a sibling (this too, isn't looking possible, but I'm nuts enough to keep trying for that too!)

8 things I am wishing for.......

1. A child that is thankful for what she has and aware of how lucky she is!
2. A wonderful large kitchen, with double ovens, extra sink, ya know, all the good stuff!
3. Nice weather all year!
4. A magical fairy that cleans up after us all
5. Someone to pay off our student loans
6. Another kid (or 3)
7. Our new garage to be done! (I'm not very patient, I mean, just build it already)
8. Happily Ever After (good choice Monica, I'll keep it!)

8 People I Tag
1. Sister Martindale
2. Celeste
3. Laura
4. Cindi
5. Anya
6. Aubrey
Oh, that's sad. That's all I've got. I need more friends!

My sister ran the 5 K

2008-10-11T09:29:00.000-07:00

I'm so proud of her. She ran in the Susan G Komen Race for the Cure. Here's the part that cracks me up though, in the same sentence where she tells me she ran today, she says she had a krispy kreme in the middle of the 5 K. That's my kind of race. When she was all done she went with her friend Lana and ate breakfast. She had a nice big pecan pancake. See, it's genetic. I can't help my sweet tooth, it's programmed in me, and my sister.

Due to many requests.......the possum

2008-10-08T06:53:00.000-07:00

I've had some requests to tell the possum story, so here it goes, it's a long one, this has been going on for a year.

First, I love our house, it's not big, but it's big enough. I love our neighborhood, we are around other families like us, not a bunch of renters. We are close to Kailyn's school, which means we are by a playground. Oh, and we've redone pretty much everything, which means, it's just like I like it.
Second, I used to love wildlife, I'm a sucker for animals, any mammal is my friend. Yes, that means I'm heartless when it comes to reptiles, well some of them, like snakes.
Third, I used to like squirrels.

More background:
-We used to have a nice wooded area and huge field by our neighborhood......used to.
-Wildlife lived there
-Wildlife had moved, to our neighborhood
-I hate wildlife

Ok, now to the fun part. Rats, quite possible the most disgusting of creations. Nasty, greasy germy, virus ridden, bacteria covered rodents... Ugh, I feel sick.

Well maybe you need more background, I hate germs. I sometimes throw things away because I can't get them "clean enough." You could have performed surgery in my bedroom in high school, yes, it was that clean. Oh, what a joyous feeling just thinking about it, but I digress. Back to the rats.

Rats moved into our neighborhood, along with raccoons, possums, excessive amounts of squirrels, rabbits, etc. These rats found a way to get under my deck (which is why we ripped it up and replaced it with concrete, take that nasty hooker rats.) These rats also found a hole in my concrete slab and found a way to get under our bathroom tub in Kailyn's bathroom. Long story short we could sometimes smell their urine and no amount of alcohol, glorious alcohol, can fix that. The smell of urine now creates an inner rage in me that would make the Incredible Hulk jealous.

Now to the possums, told you this was long. The stupid possums like to hang around and piss my dog off, hence making her bark, thereby making me furious. I don't like waking up at 2 am just to call the dog off so they will go away. These ignorant creatures will just stay put when they feel threatened, no matter the situation. Well, John and I decided we should just start shooting them with a b b gun or a pellet gun, maybe that would scare them off. I actually wanted to by a freaking rifle and shoot the little crappers, but John wouldn't let me. We settled on borrowing my brothers old b b gun instead. Well Friday night Kailyn was spending the night with my parents so John and I had a date (we went to Target) and then we decided to by b b's just in case the possum came back that night. Off the Wal-Mart we went. While looking for the correct size of ammunition we ran across a semi automatic pellet gun, my heart raced, John laughed at me, we didn't buy it. We got what we needed and went home. While pulling into the driveway I asked John if he thought we'd get to use it tonight, he said he hoped so. We get out of the car and hear Annabelle barking......YAYE, let's do this! Well, I ran in and loaded that gun up so fast. John kept a light of that dumb nasty ugly freak of a creature and I started shooting. Well, just so you know you can shoot a possum 30 times and it won't move. John took some shots, hit him in the face even, and he wouldn't move. He was now bleeding, but still on our fence. I was determined to make him leave and never return.
Warning: This next part will show a side of me some of you don't know about, and may find shocking, so if you like the sweet, nice, loving Katie, don't read. If you actually know me, read on, you won't be shocked.
John went in real quick and I moved in closer and started aiming for more "delicate" spots (the underside of his butt.) Well, that scared him because he peed on my fence. Well possum urine smells like rat piss and so I felt this inner rage. I swear my eyes turned red. I starting pumping that gun so fast and moving in. I was going to kill that #!&%* even if it killed me. I was mumbling incoherently about rodents and how I hated them all, even squirrels now. They all needed to die, die, die! Well he was now bleeding and still sitting on that fence, I had flames coming from my ears, steam off my head, and b b's from my gun. Well he was holding on for dear life, so I shot his foot. Yes, I did, I know, ruthless, I don't care that crapper pissed on my fence. John came back out to see me pumping and shooting as fast as I could. He asked what happened while his was in the house, and I told him that the crapper was stupid enough to piss on my fence and then asked him if he knew that possum piss smelled like rat piss. I then picked up a rock and started throwing rocks at him to knock him off our fence. That didn't work, he wouldn't let go. John suggesting just knocking him over with a rake, but then I explained if the rake touched him, the rake would become dead to me. Well, due to the recent construction, we have these huge dirt clumps, made of nice clay soil. I used those to knock him off our side, but he was hanging on the other side of the fence, I could still see his tail. I then threw the clumps over the fence until there was no sign of him left. Thank goodness my daddy taught me how to not throw like I girl.

Long story short, there is a heavily wounded possum, probably blind in one eye, with b b's up his butt, walking around on 3 legs, with a sever concussion. When he comes back, I'm buying that semi automatic pellet gun. Teach that thing to piss on my fence.

Just a tip for my fellow mothers!

2008-10-07T07:55:00.000-07:00

So Kailyn got sick last night, by sick I mean she threw up a LOT! Now, before I tell you of my new miracle product, let me brag on John. Kailyn ran into our bathroom, and threw up on the floor, multiple times. Poor kid couldn't even get a break. I got her clothes off and put her in the shower. John was eating cake in the living room, so I started to clean up the mess. Well, even though I've done this many many many times, I just couldn't last night. I almost added to the mess. I ran out of there and told John, so he went and cleaned it up! I mean, he did a man job, but he got the big pile of it. I was so proud of him! Now back to the miracle product. We all know that vomit smells, well, like vomit. Lysol kills the germs and then your bathroom smells like vomit and lysol. Well, I bought some Mr. Clean with febreeze and we used that and it was amazing. 10 minutes after "the incident" you couldn't even smell it! Our bathroom smelled good. So the next time your littles angels go all exorcist on you, use some Mr. Clean with febreeze and you'll be good as new in no time. Now all I need to do is figure out how many times I'll have to wash those towels before I feel like they are usable again. Probably never.

How did I forget?

2008-10-05T14:07:00.000-07:00

In order for you to fully understand my frustration expressed in my last post you must know how Kailyn lost her second tooth. It was crazy loose, but of course she acted like I was trying to cutt off her leg if I tried to touch it. I decided to sneak in her room when she was asleep and give it a little ol' tug. The first night I tried it, I went in with a tissue on hand so my fingers wouldn't just slip off. Well, the tissue kept tickling her nose, so I decided to leave her alone and try again the next night. When she woke up the next morning I was in my bathroom getting ready for the day and she came in with this crazy look on her face. She didn't say anything, she just walked to the mirror, stared at her mouth for a minute then looked at me and said "Momma, last night I had a crazy dream!" I asked her what it was and she said "Well, I dreamed the tooth fairy came and tried to pull out me tooth!" It took all I had not to just fall in the floor laughing. I guess I disturbed her sleep more than I thought I did. The next night, I went in ready to get this done. I had tied tissue on my fingers with floss, in order to reduce slippage and not tickle her nose. I snuck in, pulled down that pouty bottom lip of hers and pulled her tooth, it pretty much just fell into my tissue covered fingers. I was so excited I ran into my room yelling "John, John, I pulled out her tooth" I was so proud of myself, she never even woke up.

Kailyn lost another dumb tooth

2008-10-03T19:52:00.001-07:00

So, before I even tell you how she lost her latest tooth, there are some things you should know. She will leave a tooth in for as long as possible, way way way longer than you would think a tooth can stay in. The tooth before this almost sent me to the insane asylum. It was so loose, it moved when she talked. I took her to the dentist before we went out of town, because I didn't want any problems with it while we were gone. It was so loose that I was afraid food was getting caught between the top of her tooth and her gums. She convinced the dentist that he didn't really want to pull her tooth. She left the dentist with a fully numb mouth, and a toy. I left with a bad attitude and a kid with a freakishly loose tooth. She ended up loosing it when John smacked it out of her mouth. Yup, he smacked it out. We were driving home from Kentucky and she had it sticking out of her mouth, taunting me with it. I looked at John and said get that dumb tooth out now! Right now! He said, "we're not going to forget this trip for a long time." He unbuckled, turned around and said he was going to smack that tooth out. Kailyn was laughing so hard, she though he was joking. He literally swatted the tooth our of her mouth. He had to tell her it was in her lap, she didn't even believe him. With the exception of her first tooth, all of them have been a battle. She lost her first tooth by biting into a pear, we had no clue it was even loose, she was still in preschool. I, of course, wasn't prepared for her to do yet another thing earlier than her peers. Well, this last tooth fell out of her mouth. She wasn't touching it, she wasn't eating. It just fell out. It dropped on the floor. I mean, who lets their tooth get that loose? Now when people ask her who pulled her tooth, she can say gravity did. It has been loose since April by the way. Yup about 6 months, for one tooth. 6 down, way too many to go. I'll never make it.

2008-10-02T08:00:00.000-07:00

I just wanted to put up a picture of our daughter, isn't she beautiful. She was admiring her Christmas tree from last year.

Why not?

2008-10-02T07:33:00.000-07:00

Everyone is doing it, so I guess I will too. I love to blog stalk, so it is only fair that I contribute to the blogging world. Here are some things about me/this blog you should know:
1. Don't expect much, I'm not that entertaining
2. Don't expect many updates, I love to procrastinate
3. Don't expect yummy recipes, I'm too lazy to copy those down, not to mention, I seldom measure.
4. I will probably write stories about Kailyn that I find hilarious, because she cracks me up.
5. I had to have a "pretty" number, so I added the 5. Yes, I am crazy, but it's under control.

That's all for now!