It's been a while since I've posted on here and looking back I was hoping it was because we have been extremely busy lately and life has been keeping me so occupied that I simply didn't have time. But in all reality, life has been keeping me just plain tired! At the end of the day, typing anything seems like just too much effort; isn't that pathetic?
But life will be speeding up this week; I've got quite a bit on my plate. I have three doctor's appointments (why do I think it is such a great idea to lump them all together? It just means I need to find more babysitters!!!!). On top of that, I need to get packed up for the trip Jeremy and I are taking next week. For Christmas, my mom and dad decided to take all of us kids on an Alaskan cruise. I am so excited to go! Unlimited food . . . . sleeping in (sometimes) . . . . and a week-long break from being a mom . . . . sounds good to me!!! But, I need to get all packed up and ready by Thursday, so we can have fun on Friday and then take off Saturday morning. I also need to get Kadin's stuff all ready to go to Mom Sherwood's house and the house clean in case anyone shows up for a showing.
Speaking of which, I had a couple interesting house showing experiences lately. On Monday, we decided to drop the price on our house. There are a couple new townhouse subdivisions going in really close to us and if we wait until those are built we will most likely have a tougher time selling, so we figure we should get out now while we can still get an okay price for it. Anyways, since we've dropped the price we have had more traffic coming through to look at the house, which is good and bad. Good because more people looking means more chance someone will buy, but bad because I always have to be ready to evacuate. One day, after Kadin and I had come home and crashed after a busy day of playing in the pool at my mom's house, the phone rang and there was a realtor asking if he could come and look at the house . . . in 15 minutes. Thankfully, Jeremy and I had cleaned the house really well a couple days before so I just had to zip around and pick up bits and pieces. Then I had to fight Kadin back in his pants and we popped outside and just hung out around the corner until they came and went. I was trying to be low-key so they wouldn't notice us, but our cover was blown when Kadin saw them, pointed and yelled "In our house!!!" oh well.
Then last night we had another realtor call to show our house today between 12 and 1. I left church early with Kadin to make sure that everything was clean and perfect and then we left and went to my mom's house. Kadin was a handful, throwing the newspaper around, climbing on everything and just plain going crazy. I was exhausted and couldn't wait to go home. I got home, put Kadin down for his nap and crashed on the bed for a nap of my own. About 1/2 hour later, just as I was nodding off, I heard a knock on the door and Jeremy talking to someone. Listening more, I realized that this was the realtor . . . an hour late! So I dragged myself out of bed and went downstairs. We told them Kadin was sleeping in the upstairs bedroom and they could peek in. Apparently they weren't exceptionally quiet because he was up and whining 5 minutes after they left. So much for nap time! Frustrating!!!!!
Sunday, June 29, 2008
Saturday, June 14, 2008
ABC tag
ABC Tag
ABC's "getting to know you" TAG ABC's of you.Each player then tags 3 people and posts their names, then go to their blogs and leaves them a comment, letting them know that they have been tagged and asking them to read your blog.
A- Attached or single: Attached
B- Best Friend: Jeremy
C-Cake or Pie: Depends on the day, but most of the time I would have to go with pie. Mmmmm, cherry, lemon meringue, does cheesecake count as pie? Too many choices!!!!
D- Day of the Week: Saturday. Jeremy gets to be home and hopefully we get to do fun things!
E- Essential Item: All of my prescriptions, it's lame, but I would never want to go back to life before them
F- Favorite Color: Red.
G-Gummi Bears or Worms: Worms.
H-Home town: Beaverton Oregon
I- Indulgences: Scrapbooking supplies and totally useless TV shows.
J- January or July?: July.
K-Kids: 1 very active and very adorable 2 year old
L-Life is incomplete without: My family
M- Marriage Date: May 16, 2003
N- Number of Siblings: 3 brothers
O- Oranges or Apples: Oranges (but they have to be sweet, not super sour)
P- Phobias or Fears: Spiders (I used to watch them all afternoon waiting for Jeremy to come home and kill them)
Q- Quote: Life doesn't have to be perfect to be wonderful
R- Reason To Smile: An amazing husband who is picking up my slack while I feel yucky!
S- Season: Fall; there is nothing like the fall colors in Oregon
T- Tag Three: Lisa, Annie and Cari
U- Unknown fact about me: Most of the stuff people don't know about me I think we would all be happier keeping it that way!
V- Vegetarian or Oppressor of Animal: Really? We have to put it that way? But animal oppresor all the way (if you have ever had my dad's ribs you would never be able to go vegetarian!)
W- Worst Habit: (that I'm going to admit on a public forum!) Reading when I shouldn't be (I would go with that one too Andi!)
X-Rays or Ultrasounds: Ultrasounds; I've had a few and always get to see cool things like my heart and babies!
Y-Your favorite food: Right now, not a whole lot, being sick doesn't make food very appealing and I am having a hard time remembering the last time something sounded good!
Z: Zodiac Sign: Virgo
ABC's "getting to know you" TAG ABC's of you.Each player then tags 3 people and posts their names, then go to their blogs and leaves them a comment, letting them know that they have been tagged and asking them to read your blog.
A- Attached or single: Attached
B- Best Friend: Jeremy
C-Cake or Pie: Depends on the day, but most of the time I would have to go with pie. Mmmmm, cherry, lemon meringue, does cheesecake count as pie? Too many choices!!!!
D- Day of the Week: Saturday. Jeremy gets to be home and hopefully we get to do fun things!
E- Essential Item: All of my prescriptions, it's lame, but I would never want to go back to life before them
F- Favorite Color: Red.
G-Gummi Bears or Worms: Worms.
H-Home town: Beaverton Oregon
I- Indulgences: Scrapbooking supplies and totally useless TV shows.
J- January or July?: July.
K-Kids: 1 very active and very adorable 2 year old
L-Life is incomplete without: My family
M- Marriage Date: May 16, 2003
N- Number of Siblings: 3 brothers
O- Oranges or Apples: Oranges (but they have to be sweet, not super sour)
P- Phobias or Fears: Spiders (I used to watch them all afternoon waiting for Jeremy to come home and kill them)
Q- Quote: Life doesn't have to be perfect to be wonderful
R- Reason To Smile: An amazing husband who is picking up my slack while I feel yucky!
S- Season: Fall; there is nothing like the fall colors in Oregon
T- Tag Three: Lisa, Annie and Cari
U- Unknown fact about me: Most of the stuff people don't know about me I think we would all be happier keeping it that way!
V- Vegetarian or Oppressor of Animal: Really? We have to put it that way? But animal oppresor all the way (if you have ever had my dad's ribs you would never be able to go vegetarian!)
W- Worst Habit: (that I'm going to admit on a public forum!) Reading when I shouldn't be (I would go with that one too Andi!)
X-Rays or Ultrasounds: Ultrasounds; I've had a few and always get to see cool things like my heart and babies!
Y-Your favorite food: Right now, not a whole lot, being sick doesn't make food very appealing and I am having a hard time remembering the last time something sounded good!
Z: Zodiac Sign: Virgo
Friday, June 6, 2008
Little laughs
You know you have medical issues when:
- your medical file takes three file folders and a rubber band to keep it together
- you have the phone number for your pharmacy memorized, but have trouble remembering your husband's work number (maybe this just means I'm a bad wife!)
- When you go to the pharmacy, the pharmacist sees you coming and has your prescription ready before you even get to the counter
- You know the names and ages of the lab technician's grand kids
Just a few of the funny moments I have come across in the last few years. If you can't laugh about it . . . what's the point?
- your medical file takes three file folders and a rubber band to keep it together
- you have the phone number for your pharmacy memorized, but have trouble remembering your husband's work number (maybe this just means I'm a bad wife!)
- When you go to the pharmacy, the pharmacist sees you coming and has your prescription ready before you even get to the counter
- You know the names and ages of the lab technician's grand kids
Just a few of the funny moments I have come across in the last few years. If you can't laugh about it . . . what's the point?
Wednesday, June 4, 2008
Life with kids is . . . .
I'm sure that every mom out there could find a funny, touching, or inspirational way to finish the sentence above, but for the purposes of my blog, I'm just going to say "never boring" Just when you think that the day is winding down and it is smooth sailing from here to bedtime, WATCH OUT! Here comes a curveball or two you never saw coming.
I had just forcibly brought Kadin inside after happily playing outside. He had found the barbeque and was pushing the igniton button. Nothing was happening because both gas knobs were in the "off" spot, but then he started twisting those too, and I knew it was time to step in. I crouched down by him, made him look at me, and said in my sternest mom voice, "Kadin if you touch any part of this (pointing to the barbeque) again, we are going inside. Do you understand me?" Kadin nodded enthusiastically and then told me to go back inside. As soon as I was settled back into the kitchen chair I had been watching him from, he looked at me for 5 seconds with THAT LOOK in his eyes. Slowly, he reached out one tiny little finger and stretched it out towards the grill to see what I would do. I gave him the mom look and reminded him that if he touched it, he would go inside. Slowly, ever so slowly, he inched forward, his little finger coming closer and closer until he finally just barely grazed the grill. He looked at me like "You really can't count THAT as a touch, right?" He thought he had figured out someway around the rules, but he was sorely mistaken. I scooped him up with one arm, shut and locked the door with the other and my moments of peaceful seclusion were over.
Later, we were both crashed out on the couch, Kadin watching Diego and me reading some trashy book just so that I don't have to listen to the Rescue Pack rap for the millionth time. Kadin decided he wanted to get his water that was across the room and slid off the couch to go get it. I looked over at where he was sitting and was horrified to find a mass which shall remain nameless, but if you are a mother of children in diapers you can imagine what it was I found there. Quickly I stopped Kadin as he made to sit down on another blanket and took him upstairs to go right into the bath. When I unwrapped him, I saw the nameless substance was EVERYWHERE!!!! And to make matters worse, it had made his poor sensitive spots red and raw. So not only was he upset about having to change his diaper, it was an uncomfortable diaper, and I had to rub wet cloths over the raw spots. Needless to say there was a lot of screaming and crying. And then when we went to get him dressed again, the only diaper cream I could find was the one that makes him scream to high heaven when we put it on him. Let's just say I can personally vouch that it stings like nobody's business! Even more unhappiness . . . . and it all got settled with some crackers and a Mr. Rogers episode. If only all life's problems could be solved so simply!
P.S. I would be interested to hear how the other moms would finish the sentence from the title: "Life with kids is . . . . . " Should get some fun answers!
I had just forcibly brought Kadin inside after happily playing outside. He had found the barbeque and was pushing the igniton button. Nothing was happening because both gas knobs were in the "off" spot, but then he started twisting those too, and I knew it was time to step in. I crouched down by him, made him look at me, and said in my sternest mom voice, "Kadin if you touch any part of this (pointing to the barbeque) again, we are going inside. Do you understand me?" Kadin nodded enthusiastically and then told me to go back inside. As soon as I was settled back into the kitchen chair I had been watching him from, he looked at me for 5 seconds with THAT LOOK in his eyes. Slowly, he reached out one tiny little finger and stretched it out towards the grill to see what I would do. I gave him the mom look and reminded him that if he touched it, he would go inside. Slowly, ever so slowly, he inched forward, his little finger coming closer and closer until he finally just barely grazed the grill. He looked at me like "You really can't count THAT as a touch, right?" He thought he had figured out someway around the rules, but he was sorely mistaken. I scooped him up with one arm, shut and locked the door with the other and my moments of peaceful seclusion were over.
Later, we were both crashed out on the couch, Kadin watching Diego and me reading some trashy book just so that I don't have to listen to the Rescue Pack rap for the millionth time. Kadin decided he wanted to get his water that was across the room and slid off the couch to go get it. I looked over at where he was sitting and was horrified to find a mass which shall remain nameless, but if you are a mother of children in diapers you can imagine what it was I found there. Quickly I stopped Kadin as he made to sit down on another blanket and took him upstairs to go right into the bath. When I unwrapped him, I saw the nameless substance was EVERYWHERE!!!! And to make matters worse, it had made his poor sensitive spots red and raw. So not only was he upset about having to change his diaper, it was an uncomfortable diaper, and I had to rub wet cloths over the raw spots. Needless to say there was a lot of screaming and crying. And then when we went to get him dressed again, the only diaper cream I could find was the one that makes him scream to high heaven when we put it on him. Let's just say I can personally vouch that it stings like nobody's business! Even more unhappiness . . . . and it all got settled with some crackers and a Mr. Rogers episode. If only all life's problems could be solved so simply!
P.S. I would be interested to hear how the other moms would finish the sentence from the title: "Life with kids is . . . . . " Should get some fun answers!
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