Okay,
Nay. seriously, I have NO time to be here on the computer. But I hate not posting for so long! And really- there isn't much 'news' to put up anyways.
Nay AND Yay! I've been so occupied with readings and homework that blogging or all the good, fall TV shows are taking quite a backseat. I have too much to do like laundry and all that. Thankfully everything I'm reading is fascinating and exciting to me.
Yay. Thankfully, I am no longer a 'psuedo'mother to 5 adorable kittens. We managed to off all of them on unsuspecting poor fools who took them from us FOR FREE from the front of the grocery store. Nothing says "take my adorable kitten" like my three little monkeys at the doors, holding them. So yay for no more kittens.
Yay that I'll be taking the cat in this week to be 'fixed'. er.... broken... whatever. Potatoe potahto.
Yay that I handed in my first nursing paper. It was on people of a different culture, so Will to me out to the Hudderite colony where I interviewed a family on their health and cultural beliefs. After writing the paper, I got it back. The teacher gave me 100%!! And even asked to use my paper as an example for future classes! I am relieved that my being out of school for 12 years or so isn't totally kicking my trash. BIG YAY.
SUPER yay that I got out of that horrid English class I disliked so badly. And hopefully there's another Yay coming up in a day or two when I should find out about the Biology. Less work = more time with my family.
Nay. My home renos are stalled, currently. It's a work-able kitchen, with appliances and running water, so I'm doing fine with that right now. Since I'm not home all day, it's not really getting under my skin anyways. And Will has SOOOOO much work right now that I'm happy when he just comes home and chills with me.
Yay. I got a new calling for my church. I am the music director in the Relief Society (women's organization). Will is the secretary for the Elder's Quorum, so he has his hands full with that too. House renos will have to wait.
Yay. I have this gym class at school. They're making us do 21-days of change, where we have to change something about our health, journal it each day, and report on is after the 21 days are done. You guys know me-- I'm a juice junkie. Me and my Redbull have quit our love affair and my 21-days of change is about me drinking WATER and only WATER. Boo. I miss flavour and carbonation. But I know it's a really good change for me... even if it sounds ridiculous to most. You guys know I do NOT drink water. ew. I'm on day 9. .... it's going to be a LOOOONG 21 days!!!
Nay. When I went to get my readings done last night, my little Em came into my room to talk about boys and all that. A few hours later, Will and I were feeling copious amounts of anxiety and frustration and fear.. It is NO fun having a teenage daughter. She's such an amazing young woman, though, I just hope she figures that out about herself sooner than later. I remember being her-- EXACTLY like her, at that age, and my heart hurts just knowing what she's going through. Heartache sucks. Finding a personal testimony with so much opposition sucks. Giving into peer pressure sucks. Feeling like you're all alone sucks. As parents, Will and I are realizing more and more each day our role in developing our children's spirituality. As I heard in church yesterday, these children born to us already have a stronger testimony than we do-- it's just our job to help them unwrap it.
Forget school papers and assignments and all that-- dealing with the knowledge that I'm building a spirit is FAR more work than I'd imagined. And, lucky for me, I have a SUPER partner to do it with. Yay.
Monday, September 27, 2010
Friday, September 17, 2010
A New Love
I am SOOOO in love.
yah yah, of course I love Will. And the kids. And my progressing kitchen with the gas stove...
But, really, I am unequivically IN LOVE with school. I really can not express how happy I am to be learning things I've ALWAYS wanted to learn, trying things I used to pretend doing with REAL equiptment and not Fischer Price toys. I get super excited over my nursing courses, and am, somewhat surprisingly, enjoying the communcations and biology courses too. Perhaps, most surprisingly to those who know me best, the class I am liking the least is my English composition course. (which, I have taken before, but they STILL don't have my transcripts.) I'm an "english" girl, but this course--- BLAH BLAH BLAH. And honestly, when I have a patient/client with an issue, I highly doubt that my knowing how to write in APA format will come in handy.
I feel like a thirsty sponge-- LOVING the things the teachers are teaching, and wishing I could jump ahead a few years and just START. Let's all be grateful that I'm NOT, as I'm sure you'd like me to have a bit of further knowledge before I try being your nurse, hey?!
It has been a major adjustment in the house--
Will and I don't get a lot of 'us' time anymore. It feels like we have to physically SCHEDULE time to spend with each other, and I'm usually the one to blame. And really, how 'special' are...ahem..snuggles when they're planned EVERY. TIME?! With homework and a million books I need to read for class, by the time the kids get into bed at night and I get my work done, I'm absolutely exhausted physically and mentally and just ready to crawl into bed. My poor muffin is getting the raw end of the deal, with me not home to prepare meals every night and up and out the door before the kids are even up. He's left to do the early-morning seminary driving and the lunchbox duties, and, like this morning, he's in charge of finding winter coats and boots and gloves that match.
We got our first 'snowfall' today. Thankfully the roads weren't brutal, and the snow was polite enough to remain on the grass.
The drive is about 45 minutes, depending on weather and how many dumb trucks I'm stuck behind. I have been spending the drive there listening to scriptures, thereby doing my own "early morning seminary" like in the highschool years. On the way home, I'm mentally going back over the day's notes and lessons, singing Wicked songs in the process. Although I stress about getting home and fulfilling the other 'jobs' of taxi-cab mom, chef, maid and psychologist, Will and the children are usually very self-sufficient and have often made my job easier.
Although I feel like the old-lady in class (which, surprisingly, I am not even CLOSE to the oldest student in nursing), I am happily finding my grove and LOVING the courses.
Now, to figure out how to add more untired hours into my day to spend with Will. :)
yah yah, of course I love Will. And the kids. And my progressing kitchen with the gas stove...
But, really, I am unequivically IN LOVE with school. I really can not express how happy I am to be learning things I've ALWAYS wanted to learn, trying things I used to pretend doing with REAL equiptment and not Fischer Price toys. I get super excited over my nursing courses, and am, somewhat surprisingly, enjoying the communcations and biology courses too. Perhaps, most surprisingly to those who know me best, the class I am liking the least is my English composition course. (which, I have taken before, but they STILL don't have my transcripts.) I'm an "english" girl, but this course--- BLAH BLAH BLAH. And honestly, when I have a patient/client with an issue, I highly doubt that my knowing how to write in APA format will come in handy.
I feel like a thirsty sponge-- LOVING the things the teachers are teaching, and wishing I could jump ahead a few years and just START. Let's all be grateful that I'm NOT, as I'm sure you'd like me to have a bit of further knowledge before I try being your nurse, hey?!
It has been a major adjustment in the house--
Will and I don't get a lot of 'us' time anymore. It feels like we have to physically SCHEDULE time to spend with each other, and I'm usually the one to blame. And really, how 'special' are...ahem..snuggles when they're planned EVERY. TIME?! With homework and a million books I need to read for class, by the time the kids get into bed at night and I get my work done, I'm absolutely exhausted physically and mentally and just ready to crawl into bed. My poor muffin is getting the raw end of the deal, with me not home to prepare meals every night and up and out the door before the kids are even up. He's left to do the early-morning seminary driving and the lunchbox duties, and, like this morning, he's in charge of finding winter coats and boots and gloves that match.
We got our first 'snowfall' today. Thankfully the roads weren't brutal, and the snow was polite enough to remain on the grass.
The drive is about 45 minutes, depending on weather and how many dumb trucks I'm stuck behind. I have been spending the drive there listening to scriptures, thereby doing my own "early morning seminary" like in the highschool years. On the way home, I'm mentally going back over the day's notes and lessons, singing Wicked songs in the process. Although I stress about getting home and fulfilling the other 'jobs' of taxi-cab mom, chef, maid and psychologist, Will and the children are usually very self-sufficient and have often made my job easier.
Although I feel like the old-lady in class (which, surprisingly, I am not even CLOSE to the oldest student in nursing), I am happily finding my grove and LOVING the courses.
Now, to figure out how to add more untired hours into my day to spend with Will. :)
Saturday, September 11, 2010
Six Word Saturday= Worse than Christmas Time!
Six word Saturday-- when you describe your week/life in six words only. Play along with Cate at showmyface dot com!
September is costing arms and legs!
I have put out money for my kids' school fees. I spent money on singing lessons, dance lessons (including dance attire required), basketball lessons, Girl Guides, my OWN school fees (you know, just a few thousand in tuition), money for school clothes for kids, money for books (me... only another thousand), money for scrubs and stethoscopes and immunization records and criminal record checks, parking passes for the year, ...
when did September start costing MORE than a Christmas with 7 children!?
September is costing arms and legs!
I have put out money for my kids' school fees. I spent money on singing lessons, dance lessons (including dance attire required), basketball lessons, Girl Guides, my OWN school fees (you know, just a few thousand in tuition), money for school clothes for kids, money for books (me... only another thousand), money for scrubs and stethoscopes and immunization records and criminal record checks, parking passes for the year, ...
when did September start costing MORE than a Christmas with 7 children!?
Friday, September 10, 2010
An Update While I Ignore The Homework For a Second
School is two days in, now.
I still feel like a chicken with her head cut off, as I wander around the campus like the biggest "minor niner" with her map and the most confused look ever. I spent tuesday with Will running around buying books and registering. And then, a few hundred dollars later, I went home with absolutely NO idea what I was getting into. When the first day of school actually happened yesterday, I arrived in the class, realizing that everyone else in the course knew what to expect and where to go and who the professors were, etc. Not me.!!! Apparently, they all went to the orientation that I quite obviously did not attend! For good reason-- I hadn't gotten the call by then.
I have had to get paperwork and medical records and criminal record checks...all stuff that was due-- uh-- last week!!! YIPES.
Lucky for me, I went to talk to the lead nurse in charge of the program to ask her where this elusive 'package' was that everyone else had but me. When I told her my name, she nodded her head and said she knew where my package was. She returned with a manila envelope, addressed to me, and sat at her desk with a smile. Then, politely, she smiled and shook her head.
"YOU, Debbi, are SOOOOO LUCKY!!!!"
It was overwhelming at that point, because she was then the THIRD teacher to have said that to me during the day. I was PENCILED into the bottom of every class list. I was the "after thought". I was barely even there! I was in the program by the hair on my chinny chin chin.
One teacher had told the class that there were over 100 people in the program. Now, currently there are still around 109 people on the waitlist!! I BEAT 100 people for this spot?! WOW!
And another teacher said that for the first year, there is usually one (OR FEWER) spots that open up at all.
But when the head nurse said it, it really struck me. I knew I was lucky, but the sudden feeling overwhelmed me and although I felt it before, I am feeling INCREDIBLY blessed for this opportunity to be back in school, doing what I've only ever imagined doing. It all just came together in a mere 20-second phone call, but with Mimi getting into kindergarten early and the school magically finding me a seat, it seems like God opened a window.
I sat in my classes, sponging everything up. Like a child on Christmas morning, just uber excited and hardly able to contain a smile. Everything they said, I wanted to do. Everything they taught, I was ready to learn. I've done two of the courses before (English and Biology) so I may even be able to drop them once the college gets my transcripts. And if not, I already know the material and could use a bit of a 'bird course' to pull up my GPA.
I am overwhelmed to come home each night and be a mom and wife, but the kids are adjusting alright, and after a bit of a 'growth' period, we'll all figure out how to make the cranks turn smoothly. Will helps immensely. Dinner and homework and cleaning and scriptures and lullabies and prayers and then I crumple into bed to begin again the next day.
And I am so happy to do it!!!!!!!!!!
I still feel like a chicken with her head cut off, as I wander around the campus like the biggest "minor niner" with her map and the most confused look ever. I spent tuesday with Will running around buying books and registering. And then, a few hundred dollars later, I went home with absolutely NO idea what I was getting into. When the first day of school actually happened yesterday, I arrived in the class, realizing that everyone else in the course knew what to expect and where to go and who the professors were, etc. Not me.!!! Apparently, they all went to the orientation that I quite obviously did not attend! For good reason-- I hadn't gotten the call by then.
I have had to get paperwork and medical records and criminal record checks...all stuff that was due-- uh-- last week!!! YIPES.
Lucky for me, I went to talk to the lead nurse in charge of the program to ask her where this elusive 'package' was that everyone else had but me. When I told her my name, she nodded her head and said she knew where my package was. She returned with a manila envelope, addressed to me, and sat at her desk with a smile. Then, politely, she smiled and shook her head.
"YOU, Debbi, are SOOOOO LUCKY!!!!"
It was overwhelming at that point, because she was then the THIRD teacher to have said that to me during the day. I was PENCILED into the bottom of every class list. I was the "after thought". I was barely even there! I was in the program by the hair on my chinny chin chin.
One teacher had told the class that there were over 100 people in the program. Now, currently there are still around 109 people on the waitlist!! I BEAT 100 people for this spot?! WOW!
And another teacher said that for the first year, there is usually one (OR FEWER) spots that open up at all.
But when the head nurse said it, it really struck me. I knew I was lucky, but the sudden feeling overwhelmed me and although I felt it before, I am feeling INCREDIBLY blessed for this opportunity to be back in school, doing what I've only ever imagined doing. It all just came together in a mere 20-second phone call, but with Mimi getting into kindergarten early and the school magically finding me a seat, it seems like God opened a window.
I sat in my classes, sponging everything up. Like a child on Christmas morning, just uber excited and hardly able to contain a smile. Everything they said, I wanted to do. Everything they taught, I was ready to learn. I've done two of the courses before (English and Biology) so I may even be able to drop them once the college gets my transcripts. And if not, I already know the material and could use a bit of a 'bird course' to pull up my GPA.
I am overwhelmed to come home each night and be a mom and wife, but the kids are adjusting alright, and after a bit of a 'growth' period, we'll all figure out how to make the cranks turn smoothly. Will helps immensely. Dinner and homework and cleaning and scriptures and lullabies and prayers and then I crumple into bed to begin again the next day.
And I am so happy to do it!!!!!!!!!!
Wednesday, September 8, 2010
Not JUST for kids!
Yesterday, Will and I were talking on the cellphone about the past year of our marriage. I had slept in until 11 am, and he had called me from work to be my wake-up call so I didn't miss picking up Mimi from kindergarten. I felt guilty for being SO lazy while he was off working, but he simply understood that this week was crazy busy and I was understandably tired. We laughed and sighed, and realized the entire YEAR was crazy busy. I smiled, and replied, "Let's make this year a quiet, calmer year, mkay?"
The phone beside the bed rang. It was the 'big city' college. I told Will I'd call him back, and answered the phone.
You see, I applied to school for this year, but I was on the waitlist, and they told me that they'd let me know if a spot opened up before yesterday. So, seeing as it was now the day after the 'deadline', I knew why they were calling. We're sorry to inform you that you are not able to attend this year. Please reapply next year. And the year after that. And the next 4 years after that until you give up and get a job at Subway. Yah, yah, I know the drill.
The lady in charge of my file was on the other end of the line, and told me that "a spot had been made available."
?????
"Are you still interested?"
UM!!!! IS THE POPE CATHOLIC!?!?! Heck ya, I'm interested!! "Yes, absolutely!" I calmly replied.
So, she tells me that I have to go to the college AS SOON AS POSSIBLE to pay fees and pick up my registration stuff, buy my books and get my supplies, because, you see, SCHOOL STARTS TODAY!!!!
I hung up, and called Will back.
"So, ya know how I said we should have a quiet year?!"
He just chuckled, and said, "I guess it's not going to be so quiet, hey?!"
So, I am now a full-time student in the Practical Nursing program at the college! And you thought my blogging routine was bad this past year... just wait for THIS year!! It is going to be awesome. What amazing things lay ahead. I am starting a life-long goal (no word of a lie on that one, I've wanted to be a nurse since I could talk!) and I'm scared to death but even MORE excited.
I will miss picking up Mimi from kindergarten every day. I will miss being home when the kids are getting home from school. I will be the crock-pot queen. I will have an even MESSIER home, LESS laundry done. I will be stressed about assignments and grades. I will be spending an arm and a leg for gas to and from the 'big city' every single day. I will have to travel in snow and blizzards and days I want to just stay in bed. I will not be able to run during mornings while Mimi is in school.
But, I will be living my dream. I will be on the road to financially securing our family with a steady income, health benefits, and options for Will.
First time back in a school fulltime since High School.
What should I wear!!!!??? ;)
The phone beside the bed rang. It was the 'big city' college. I told Will I'd call him back, and answered the phone.
You see, I applied to school for this year, but I was on the waitlist, and they told me that they'd let me know if a spot opened up before yesterday. So, seeing as it was now the day after the 'deadline', I knew why they were calling. We're sorry to inform you that you are not able to attend this year. Please reapply next year. And the year after that. And the next 4 years after that until you give up and get a job at Subway. Yah, yah, I know the drill.
The lady in charge of my file was on the other end of the line, and told me that "a spot had been made available."
?????
"Are you still interested?"
UM!!!! IS THE POPE CATHOLIC!?!?! Heck ya, I'm interested!! "Yes, absolutely!" I calmly replied.
So, she tells me that I have to go to the college AS SOON AS POSSIBLE to pay fees and pick up my registration stuff, buy my books and get my supplies, because, you see, SCHOOL STARTS TODAY!!!!
I hung up, and called Will back.
"So, ya know how I said we should have a quiet year?!"
He just chuckled, and said, "I guess it's not going to be so quiet, hey?!"
So, I am now a full-time student in the Practical Nursing program at the college! And you thought my blogging routine was bad this past year... just wait for THIS year!! It is going to be awesome. What amazing things lay ahead. I am starting a life-long goal (no word of a lie on that one, I've wanted to be a nurse since I could talk!) and I'm scared to death but even MORE excited.
I will miss picking up Mimi from kindergarten every day. I will miss being home when the kids are getting home from school. I will be the crock-pot queen. I will have an even MESSIER home, LESS laundry done. I will be stressed about assignments and grades. I will be spending an arm and a leg for gas to and from the 'big city' every single day. I will have to travel in snow and blizzards and days I want to just stay in bed. I will not be able to run during mornings while Mimi is in school.
But, I will be living my dream. I will be on the road to financially securing our family with a steady income, health benefits, and options for Will.
First time back in a school fulltime since High School.
What should I wear!!!!??? ;)
Tuesday, September 7, 2010
If Someone Had Told Me It'd Be Like This.....
What Anniversary are you Celebrating?
Our first! The premier. The maiden. The initial. The Foremost. The Ichiban.
What Will You Be Doing To Celebrate?
Um. That's kinda personal! LOL No, we're headed into 'the big city' to eat dinner. Funny enough, Will's sister called us this morning while we were still groggy and in bed to sing the "happy anniversary" song to us and asked us if we're going to do anything special. He answered, coyly, "we're doing it!" Funny, she laughed and said goodbye quite quickly after! LOL
What Significant Thing Happened This Year To Make You Fall More In Love?
Honestly, when it's the first year, EVERYTHING is significant, because everything is the 'first'. First Christmas. First fight. First trip. First funeral/wedding. (no, not at the same time, obviously) I'd probably venture to say that our trips to the states to buy appliances was a big one for me. We had no 'plans'. No time schedules. We were JUST US, and in love and it recharged me immensely.
What Do You Wish You Did This Year As A Couple?
Well, finishing the house woulda been nice, but we had sooo much of 'life' happen that I wouldn't want to miss those moments either. We talk about going away... FAR AWAY... somewhere hot, so maybe we'll get to that this year?
What Was The Biggest Fight You Had and What Was It About?
We had probably three good ones that I can recall. I mean, when you ask what they're about, it's not usually just about ONE big thing. For us, it's usually stemming from a series of misinterpretations and assumptions and hurt feelings that bottle up and then somewhat explode. One was about a sweater I owned. One was about Jeremy not going to bed. And one...sadly... is about something I can't even remember. It has a soundtrack, though, and two of our kids witnessed us being absolutely childish. Sad day.
What Did You Learn About Your Spouse That You Never Knew Before?
LOTS!!!! I mean, I go back to the whole 'first year' thing. Bathroom habits and eating preferences and which lights of the house to leave on and what NOT to say at certain times....
But, for the first time in BOTH my and Will's married lives, we told each other our 'deepest, darkest secret.' Something neither of us had ever told another spouse. It was a very scary moment, opening up a recessed corner of our pasts so vulnerably. But maybe that's why our previous marriages didn't work so well-- maybe we didn't let the other person have enough dirt on us to scare us into NEVER leaving for fear of blackmail!? lol
What Was The Biggest Challenge You Faced Together?
Raising our children.
What Would You Have Changed About This Year?
I would have changed nothing-- I am happy about where I stand today, and I am happy about the progress personally and as a couple we have made financially, emotionally, intellectually and especially spiritually. I look forward to the next year as a tough, busy year, and would want NOTHING to change about what I see. So, if changing one thing made anything else change, I don't want it.
What One Specific Thing Do You Love About Your Spouse Today?
One???? As if! Alright, alright, I'll play along. I love that he makes my happiness come above his own.
So, if someone had told me it'd be like this, I would have done it a million times over. And so we shall.
Our first! The premier. The maiden. The initial. The Foremost. The Ichiban.
What Will You Be Doing To Celebrate?
Um. That's kinda personal! LOL No, we're headed into 'the big city' to eat dinner. Funny enough, Will's sister called us this morning while we were still groggy and in bed to sing the "happy anniversary" song to us and asked us if we're going to do anything special. He answered, coyly, "we're doing it!" Funny, she laughed and said goodbye quite quickly after! LOL
What Significant Thing Happened This Year To Make You Fall More In Love?
Honestly, when it's the first year, EVERYTHING is significant, because everything is the 'first'. First Christmas. First fight. First trip. First funeral/wedding. (no, not at the same time, obviously) I'd probably venture to say that our trips to the states to buy appliances was a big one for me. We had no 'plans'. No time schedules. We were JUST US, and in love and it recharged me immensely.
What Do You Wish You Did This Year As A Couple?
Well, finishing the house woulda been nice, but we had sooo much of 'life' happen that I wouldn't want to miss those moments either. We talk about going away... FAR AWAY... somewhere hot, so maybe we'll get to that this year?
What Was The Biggest Fight You Had and What Was It About?
We had probably three good ones that I can recall. I mean, when you ask what they're about, it's not usually just about ONE big thing. For us, it's usually stemming from a series of misinterpretations and assumptions and hurt feelings that bottle up and then somewhat explode. One was about a sweater I owned. One was about Jeremy not going to bed. And one...sadly... is about something I can't even remember. It has a soundtrack, though, and two of our kids witnessed us being absolutely childish. Sad day.
What Did You Learn About Your Spouse That You Never Knew Before?
LOTS!!!! I mean, I go back to the whole 'first year' thing. Bathroom habits and eating preferences and which lights of the house to leave on and what NOT to say at certain times....
But, for the first time in BOTH my and Will's married lives, we told each other our 'deepest, darkest secret.' Something neither of us had ever told another spouse. It was a very scary moment, opening up a recessed corner of our pasts so vulnerably. But maybe that's why our previous marriages didn't work so well-- maybe we didn't let the other person have enough dirt on us to scare us into NEVER leaving for fear of blackmail!? lol
What Was The Biggest Challenge You Faced Together?
Raising our children.
What Would You Have Changed About This Year?
I would have changed nothing-- I am happy about where I stand today, and I am happy about the progress personally and as a couple we have made financially, emotionally, intellectually and especially spiritually. I look forward to the next year as a tough, busy year, and would want NOTHING to change about what I see. So, if changing one thing made anything else change, I don't want it.
What One Specific Thing Do You Love About Your Spouse Today?
One???? As if! Alright, alright, I'll play along. I love that he makes my happiness come above his own.
So, if someone had told me it'd be like this, I would have done it a million times over. And so we shall.
Saturday, September 4, 2010
Six Word Saturday= It is Finished
Nothing Says Wedding Like Vancouver Canucks!
(For more 6WS, visit Cate at showmyface. com)
*their wedding colours are Vancouver Canucks Blue and Green.
Uncle Kannie and Auntie Bree are getting married just about now. Kannie is the last sibling of 8 to get married, and so, God willing, this is our last wedding! It has been really fun having everyone in town again for the past week, and we have 2 more days of fun before we all return to our corners and start 'life' again.
After the long weekend, and after Will and I celebrate our annual "start of eternity" (aka first anniversary), I'll post pictures and goodness from the week of fun!
Until then, enjoy the long weekend, you fellow "Canucks". (And for my American peeps, enjoy an early monday morning back at work or school. muahahaha)
(For more 6WS, visit Cate at showmyface. com)
*their wedding colours are Vancouver Canucks Blue and Green.
Uncle Kannie and Auntie Bree are getting married just about now. Kannie is the last sibling of 8 to get married, and so, God willing, this is our last wedding! It has been really fun having everyone in town again for the past week, and we have 2 more days of fun before we all return to our corners and start 'life' again.
After the long weekend, and after Will and I celebrate our annual "start of eternity" (aka first anniversary), I'll post pictures and goodness from the week of fun!
Until then, enjoy the long weekend, you fellow "Canucks". (And for my American peeps, enjoy an early monday morning back at work or school. muahahaha)
Friday, September 3, 2010
Brackets are the new Elipses
Oh Mylanta.
It has been only, like, THE busiest week EVA!!!!
Not ONLY has our awesome, ridiculously NEW desktop computer received a frikken VIRUS again.... (Note to Will: that is enough of the nudey downloads) (*haha TOTALLY kidding- it's usually from the kids' game site (which I hate).) (You know what else I hate?? Too many brackets.) And because of this, uploading photos of our fantastical week has been, well, uh, challenging.
Of course, we could totally do the whole "first day of school" blog, which everyone and their dogs do. (And dogs go to school, so that sentence actually makes more sense than you first realized, hey?! I am so smart. SMRT.) But our first day went like this:
yah. Too cute. Mimi started kindergarten this year. Can we tell she's a bit excited!?
Or, I could blog about the fact that this is only THE BEST EFFIN' WEEK IN THE WHOLE ENTIRE YEAR!! (and by Effin, I totally mean F.... For FAMILY!!) That's right, folks, it's freakin' FAMILY WEEK! A.K.A- little bro "Uncle Kannie" is getting married tomorrow to Auntie Bree, and all the sibs are in town for the wedding partay. 
Oh, and Auntie Kiki is 9 months prego, so we celebrated "Baby Boy Gaseous's" impending arrival. And lemme just say, that baby can pass gas like it's NO ONE'S business!! He seriously made our eyes water! Good thing Auntie Kiki is so cute-bellied! (She wants to make it known that she, of course, is a lady, and that lady-farts smell like roses, so it's OBVIOUSLY the male-species growing and flatulating inside of her that makes whatever come out with such a potent aroma NOT her fault!) riaaaaghtt.Yep.
And in the midst of all the celebrations, shopping, singing (Video to accompany next week's follow-up blog) and eating, there were pickles. And peaches. And kittens. Oh my.
WAY cute kittens, no? Want one? Or five?
And yes, as mentioned above... when last weekend I spent watching my sister's 7 kids, I tried to jar pickles for our food storage. 100 jars later- I am SO ready for pickle-eating season. (don't ask WHEN that is... it's sometime between Hallowe'en and Easter, I'm pretty sure.) Well, when you spend that much time pickling cucumbers and bottling peaches, you end up with a food storage room that is phenomenally AWESOME.
Other than the resident Mighties. (And, for those who aren't all Debbi-vocabed, Mighties is my name for mice.) Yah. (haha I just typed yag. Which, is obviously a mixture of yah and gag. TOTALLY how I feel about the whole Mighty sichee-ation) this mouse was no different-- we have two types of traps in the storage room -- the As-IF-you-have-a-hope traps like this:
And the who-are-you-kidding traps. Like this failure:
And guess which one caught a mouse first? Yah. The failure trap. What? Why call it a failure trap if it caught a mouse, oh Debbi, the wise one? Well, young grasshoppers, because Mr. Failure-trap decided that once it caught said mouse, it would then let it go. I KNOW, RIGHT?! I went to the storage room, and saw the mouse in the trap. (first off-- moment of sheer PANIC as you reread that sentence and realize that *I* saw a live mouse in my house!!!!! Do you not remember how I use a shovel to pick up the dead ones?!) I see the mouse, but there's no chance in Haiti that I'm gonna do anything about it! We're all getting ready to leave for church, so I tell Will to take care of the mouse. He leaves to church with us, putting ridiculous amounts of faith in that trap.
We get home from church, and I (ahem) kindly remind him about the mouse. He takes the boys into the storage room to take care of it. (whack it.) (take it out)(exterminate it)(annihilate it)(assassinate it)(liquidate it... although, that makes me conjure really nasty images of ew-ness of liquid mice) Then Taylor comes out to the car, (where I'm still trying to get far enough away from the mouse issue) and tells me, with a giggle, that the mouse got away. NATURALLY, I think he's just trying to play with my tender emotions. It IS Taylor, after all. Twelve-year old boys think making their mothers scream is funny.
Nope.
It really got away. Will apologized. *smiling*
And I really
So, alas. I have another Mighty Mouse to seek and destroy. It's on, sucka!!
But, I have a freaking awesome food storage that mice can't get into. And I have family around all week. And I get an entire morning to myself everyday while all the kids are at school. And..
if you didn't remember... it's Will's and my first anniversary in 4 days. :D *bliss*
So, I gots things ta do, homeboys. Laters.
(As a post script-- I'm pretty sure that some sort of top-secret government official is gonna knock down my front door any second because I googled "other words for killing" and sent off some sort of alarm. If I don't show up tomorrow...you know why...
I AM AT THE WEDDING, hosers! Sheesh. you don't listen, do ya?! ;) )
See ya tomorrow!
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