Wednesday, February 28, 2007

Prayer Request

One of my blog friends is pregnant with her second and they have detected some compications. Please lift Kilikina, her baby and the specialist up in your prayers. Here is her update from her blog. She was going to see the same specialist I saw with the twins this morning.

Saturday, February 24, 2007

OK Go - Here It Goes Again

Amazing!

If I had 8 treadmills and 3 willing friends I would have to try and recreate this. This is definitely worth 3 minutes of your time. For a good laugh.

Friday, February 23, 2007

Ways to Maintain A Healthy Level Of Insanity .

Anyone who really know me knows I'm just stupid enough...wait, crazy enough...wait, knows I just might do several of these things.

1. At Lunch Time, Sit In Your Parked Car With Sunglasses on and point a Hair Dryer At Passing Cars. See If They Slow Down.

2. Page Yourself Over The Intercom. Don't Disguise Your Voice.

3. Every Time Someone Asks You To Do Something, Ask If They Want Fries with that.

4. Put Your Garbage Can On Your Desk And Label It "In."

5. Put Decaf In The Coffee Maker For 3 Weeks Once Everyone has Gotten Over Their Caffeine Addictions, Switch to Espresso.

6. In The Memo Field Of All Your Checks, Write " For Smuggling Diamonds"

7. Finish All Your sentences with "In Accordance With The Prophecy."

8. Don't use any punctuation

9. As Often As Possible, Skip Rather Than Walk.

10. Order a Diet Water whenever you go out to eat, with a serious face.

11. Specify That Your Drive-through Order Is "To Go."

12. Sing Along At The Opera.

13. Go To A Poetry Recital And Ask Why The Poems Don't Rhyme?

14. Put Mosquito Netting Around Your Work Area And Play tropical Sounds All Day.

15 Five Days In Advance, Tell Your Friends You Can't Attend Their Party Because You're Not In The Mood.

16. Have Your Co-workers Address You By Your Wrestling Name, Rock Bottom.

17. When The Money Comes Out The ATM, Scream "I Won!, I Won!"

18. When Leaving The Zoo, Start Running Towards The Parking lot, Yelling "Run For Your Lives, They're Loose!!"

19. Tell Your Children Over Dinner. "Due To The Economy, We Are Going To Have To Let One Of You Go."

20. And The Final Way To Keep A Healthy Level Of Insanity.......

Send This To Someone To Make Them Smile.

Its Called ..... therapy

Wednesday, February 21, 2007

Drugs?

Okay, so I am actually using my blog as a forum to discuss Britney Spears. I’ll be honest, I’m not a fan and for the most part I don’t care, but she is like a violent wreck that you can’t help but stare at. It doesn’t help that information about her latest fiascos are everywhere.

I’m not sure what all she’s done, but I know since dumping her scrubby hubby, she’s acting like a crazy kid given freedom for the first time and being totally irresponsible (something I don’t relate to in all honesty). Her latest high jinx has her shaving her head. I thought this was just some weird makeover or a desperate cry for help, but my husband had a different spin. I was surprised that he mentioned this; because he cares less then anyone would what any celebrity does.

Jonathan mentioned that this was discussed at work. Can’t you picture it engineers sitting around discussing celebrity scandal? He reminded me that she is in an ongoing custody battle and that drug use (even long ago) can be detected in your hair. She has since entered rehab. Maybe the shaved head was a calculated move to prevent detection of her bad habits and to help her in the custody case. That’s a spin I haven’t heard yet, but I think it has merit.

I’ll be honest, I feel sorry for her kids. I would hate to be raised in a media circus and I hope that what is best for them comes through in the end. Kids don’t get a choice to who they are born and in what circumstances they have to live in. I just wish them some stability and maturity from someone in their life that loves them. They certainly need it.

The votes are in.

After tallying up the votes from Myspace, Blogger and e-mails I am doing what I want anyway! Ha! Ha! Ha!

Oh, forget it, I’m not funny.

In all sincerity thank you all for your opinions, they are very appreciated. Though the brown will be easier to maintain I am going to dye it blond again. I like looking at older pictures and myself and seeing similarities. I’m not sure the brown is really me (personality wise), even though it looks good.

I’m also eager to have people tell me that I look too young to have 4 kids (I used to hear that all the time), I haven’t heard it since I dyed my hair. What can I say? I am a little shallow. Yes, it's sad I know.

Tuesday, February 20, 2007

Blond vs. Brunette (please comment)

Okay, I was being a good wife. My husband doesn’t like what I spend to get my hair colored (which is a lot cheaper then what most people pay). As a kind gesture I had it dyed the last time to match my roots, so I could go without coloring it. I like it enough to keep it and he also likes it.

The kicker comes in his statement yesterday (just over 3 weeks of me with brown hair). He asked, “How much would it cost each month to keep you blond? I like the brown, but I prefer the blond.” I was able to tell him he it isn’t a monthly expense; it’s a 6-8 week expense.

So know the debate is on, blond or brunette (check my pictures to see pics of both). Cast your vote.

Monday, February 19, 2007

Make it stop!

CAUTION STOP NOW IF YOU ARE LOOKING FOR A HAPPY POST!

It’s just one of those mom days. If you’re a mom you know what I’m talking about. It’s the day where you just want to “call in sick” or “leave early”, because it has been so bad. This is a sad statement since it’s not even 10:30 am and we’ve only been up for about 2 ½ hours.

I guess it goes back to last night. My sleep style nursing bras were all dirty, so I wore a regular nursing bra to bed (it has under wires), this resulted in major milk leakage and clogged ducts from the wires. I hosed 2 shirts last night. It’s hard to sleep well when you’re soggy.

I woke up and all of the kids were happy. I love it when we are all happy together in the morning. This went away soon when I told Victoria to go and get dressed. She said, “No.” That’s always a big mistake. She did go and get dressed, but complained about how I had matched up her socks incorrectly in her drawer. Guess what? I didn’t match up her socks, but she blames me. Instead of re-matching her socks, she throws them out into the hallway (not in anger). I inform her to rematch them correctly and to get them out of the hall. She looks at me like I’ve told her to build a nuclear reactor, just totally dumbfounded. I try to explain to her what I want. By this time I’m not pleased, by the time she’s done I’m mad.

We move downstairs and everyone is at least playing or hanging out calmly. Then Jackson needs to use the bathroom. He stands at the regular toilet to pee and he had been using his potty seat for BM. Jonathan has started setting him on the toilet for that since we have no bathroom stool and they broke my kitchen one. Jackson proceeds to poop all over the bathroom. It’s on the floor, the side of the tub, my comb on the edge of the tub, up and down his legs, on the front of his shirt and jacket, and all over his pants and underwear. I’m livid. I give him a shower and clean him and his mess up, while I SCREAM like a banshee at him. *Isn’t that the most effective way to communicate with a 3 year old. (sarcasm emphasized)*

Then I fix the kids bowls of cereal. In the morning I let them watch a show while they eat breakfast (it’s the only time we sit in front of the TV and eat). I place J and V’s bowls of cereal on a TV tray and go sit on the floor to feed the babies their cereal. 3-5 minutes later I hear a bang. I turn and see Victoria’s bowl on the floor over turned (she looks at it and then back at the show), her feet are on the edge of the TV tray. At this point I loose it. Both kids are sent to their beds, so I get a break and can clean up without them around. J gets called down to finish his cereal and he takes his bowl to the kitchen. I follow this with telling V to come down and that she gets nothing else to eat until lunch (since it was 10 I thought 2 hours was okay). I’ve never used this as punishment before, but I get really tired of feeling like a slave.

These are the days that I want to go enroll her in school and find him a preschool. I hope this feeling is just a hold over from being under the weather last week (I still am a little sick). Right now just holds that feeling of needing a vacation from my job. I really just need some time off.

Monday, February 12, 2007

Call me crazy.

I’m thinking about going back to school.

Yes, I know, in what free time do I have to go back to school? I’m still thinking about it.

As it stands I can’t finish my Aerospace Engineering Degree here and if I traveled to the nearest town with an engineering program I could only get a Mechanical. These degrees are also ON campus degrees and I don’t have the time right now and I may never.

So, why am I thinking about going back to school and what do I plan on doing? I always planned on finishing a degree. I looked online at the university that has a satellite campus 7-8 blocks from our house. Since I obviously can’t go engineering I plan to change my major to business. This school has a Business Administration Degree with an Entrepreneur option. Jonathan would like to eventually start his own company (for those of you who don’t know he has filed 1 patent). This would be helpful. When I went through and figured up my hours and the classes I have to have; I am 24 classes and 69 hours away from done. 14 of those classes can be taken online. I love online courses I will begin this summer with one 3-hour ECON course. I will maintain at 3 hours and increase to 6-9 hours when (and if) I feel I can. This will take a minimum of 3.5 years(based on my planned number of hours), but it will probably take longer.

It may seem crazy. I have 4 kids and I homeschool, but this is one thing I know I can do. Once the twins are weaned and sleeping through the night better this will be possible.

I’ve been talking to Jonathan about it and he is supportive of this and is willing to do what he needs to do to help me make this happen. He’s excited and intrigued by the entrepreneurial courses. I am sending off for my latest transcript and I have filled out my application. I’ll be ready to go when this summer hits and homeschooling goes on a brief hiatus.

I may be crazy, but as I’ve said before I’ve learned to accept it.