Things are looking a bit yellowey in these photos, but I think that it looks great IRL....
DH has been getting back to work on his honey-dos, because he wants a happy wife! :)
We put a fun "Rope" moulding up along the real moulding in the boy's COWBOY room. and I applied some cool vinyl lettering to the walls. FUN!!
LSS has a ton of cute reasonably priced vinyl letters for sale. I especially loved these because they were FREE. I was lucky enough to win a contest there (LSS), and won some gift cert. that I could redeem for lettering and other scrapbooking paraphenalia(sp?) Anyhow, it was been a dang fun thing to plan
out this little bedroom. I am too excited to sleep tonite, because I want to get back on it....Little dudes have to sleep though...It's hard to catch Z's with an air nail gun running in your room...READ: loud!

LOVE this flag (tea dyed) that I snagged off ebay. It is so COOL.
A friend of mine actually found some great COWBOY type decor at a Yard Sale a few months back, and I got some fab stuff for only $15 to decorate the room with... Can't wait to hang it up!! SHE will be proud!


Besides all of this excitement, the dudes and I went to a fun water party at gf Jen's house, and played with other kids for a few hours. We all brought lunch items to contribute and had a picnic in her yard. It was great fun.
OHHHHH! YAWN! I am getting tired.

A BOY BIT MY SON IN A BOUTIQUE TODAY!!!

I kid you not, a tiny little boy of maybe two, walked up to my four year old ds A today, took him by the hand, (cute at first I thought.) then promptly
BIT HIS HAND!!! HARD!!!
It broke the skin, It drew blood, ds A screamed, and screamed, and screamed. Was it the pain of the bite, or his ego wounded? Who knows... (Probably both)

The shopkeeper in the store was kind enough to offer me antiseptic towelettes, and Band-Aids (which heal everything of course...) The mother of the carnivorious child was apologetic, and stated that he was doing it a lot lately. (I'm wondering if cannibalism begins at a very early age.) Anyhow, I mumbled something like : "don't worry about it..." to make her feel better.

I was worried though... about DISEASE. Strange, huh? Why should I worry about that? It is a scary world out there, and I immediately had thoughts of Hepititus, HIV, and AIDS. I CAN'T BELIEVE THESE WERE MY 1ST THOUGHTS!

Soccer practice today...DH late (he is co-coach) Me and Kids late...whoops!

ds E 2nd day of school. He really likes recess, he says.

Got 4 12-packs of soda free today at Walgreens (rebate style.)

Bought two USED fleece hoodies at the "biting" boutique for the dudes.

By the way...
ds A is fine now, and has removed the band-aids (only 1 small puncture is visible now.) and keeps saying..."Why did that baby bite me?"

"Son, I really don't know."

WHAT A DAY!

TODAY IS A WONDERFUL DAY, for I am going away... NOT TO THE DOCTOR, not to the ZOO, can't you guess,

I'm GOING to SCHOOL!!!

Yes, ds E actually attended a parent supervised day of kindergarten today. He liked it. Didn't love it. I think that it is going to require a positive attitude, and a lot of positive attention on me and dh's part, to light some enthusiasm for him. (The sun was bright, and getting an open eyed shot, was a challenge:)

Things were busy today. I am trying to be more reflective lately, and I was thinking back to my first day of kindergarten. I wasn't afraid. I made friends quickly and easily, and enjoyed my teacher. I wasn't worried about any of the small stuff. I have a fond memory of watching my teacher Ms. Osterud shake a jar of cream until it turned to butter, then her serving the butter on saltine crackers, for us to taste. It was so fun, because we all took turns shaking the jar.
I remember being a team in kindergarten, being kind to one another, and none of the children having any knowledge of socio-economic status, name brand clothing, or who was good looking, and who wasn't so cute.
I also remember getting older though, and how some kids were ostrasized (sp?)for wearing the wrong brand of jeans, or wearing ill fitting clothing, and others were bullies, and others looking like they weren't well cared for at home. I worry about school, because I know how cruel kids can be to one another, and I WANT TO PROTECT MY BABY!!
I am grateful for public school. for hard working teachers, and what special needs programs they do have. I wish they had more opportunities for special needs students in our county.
Through all this thinking though, I think I need to remember one thing or two. Be a soft place to fall for my son. Encourage him and be positive about his experiences. Help him. Love him for who he is. Help him find his gifts and talents. Love him. Love him. Love him.

WELCOME TO THE POPSICLE LOUNGE.........

Q how many popsicles can two little dudes eat?

A as many as their Mom will let them!

WELCOME TO PMS CENTRAL!!

Normal people stay away, only those with a panash for unkempt, frazzled, chocolate noshing, husband's pants wearing, pimple popping, bloating, barefooted, makeup and shower free, uncomfortable, binge cleaning, cute chubby chicks, can come in........

Welcome to my life...

The fact of the matter is, I am not complaining. I am SOOOO happy to not be feeling the way that I was for the past two weeks. I am feeling so much better. The stress of the extremely unkempt house is getting to me today, and I have been sweeping, scrubbing, and laundering, all day. I still haven't made a dent, but it is progress, and that makes me happy. I was just doing a bit of looking on the web for some soccer info, (DH Judd is co coaching our sons' soccer team) and I decided to take a break, and blog. It feels so good to get my thoughts out.

Both of the dudes have been hanging out in their new underoos today, lounging about eating popsicles, and playing with their busy toys. They also discovered their hidden "LIGHTSABERS!" today, and so STAR WARS games are afoot!

DH Judd graced us with his appearance at lunch, and we ate Ham and Cheese sandwiches, carrots, grapes, fresh chocolate chip cookies (told ya I am afta' some chocolate today!) and PRINGLES (yuck.) It was fun to have him home for lunch. He is working a ton of overtime lately, and we aren't seeing him much. Love him so much.

Better jet, The BOYS are sliding down the stairs on a sleeping bag...I gotta see this!

Went Shopping...

so today, after waiting for my HUSBAND to get home for about 6 hours, we took on the task of SCHOOL CLOTHES SHOPPING...with a late start...
I normally love shopping, but....
You guessed it! Still not feeling up to par with normal life. I just sat on the nearest bench, faught waves of nausea, and smiled weakly as the 3 cutest men in my life tried on clothes.
Yes...You see, when we go shopping, my incredibly good looking husband, who coincedentaly (sp?) loves shopping as well, must shop for himself, too.
AND BOY DID HE EVER!! We bought a new suit, tie, shirt, shoes, belt, boot cut jeans, polo shirt, 4 tee shirts.... JUST FOR HIM!! He looked rather handsome in it all... What a shopping spree. Eli got 4 new pairs of shoes, 5 shirts, and 1 track pants...underwear, socks, tee shirts. Ash got 1 new pair of shoes (he gets hand me downs, from E!) 3 CUTE rugby shirts, 2 tees, new boxer briefs (power ranger variety), and some track pants. Oh! and both got matching cargo shorts.
Unfortunatly, they both still need new church clothes, at least 2 new pairs of jeans each, and some hoodies, andmore tees!
Fortunately, I am looking forward to feeling better, and conquering this task new week!
(will post pictures tomarrow... can't get blogger to work)
WHO AM I TALKING TO? NOBODY IS LISTENING, BUT IT STILL FEELS GOOD TO DOCUMENT MY ORDINARY LIFE:)

Thinking of Sunnier brighter days!!

Yes, I am thinking of any day but today. I am six days after my surgery, and I am still feeling HORRIBLE. I don't know why this has to be such a big deal, and obviously this is theraputic for me, because nobody reads this blog, but I wish I'd never done it! I feel like CRAP!

I am so glad that I didn't let them do my septum, too! UGGGHHH!!

I keep thinking of all the time that I am wasting away at waiting to feel better. I have two sons that need new clothes for school, Laundry that has never reached these mass proportions, and a strong need for some kind of affection, because I haven't been with my kids for days. I miss them, and I miss the simple pleasure, of just feeling well.

READ: IF YOU ARE OVER 25, and SOME CRACKHEAD DOCTOR RECOMMENDS THAT YOU GET YOUR TONSILS OUT, DO NOT LISTEN TO HIM!! THIS IS TEN TIMES HARDER THAN GIVING BIRTH, OR ANYTHING THAT I HAVE EXPERIENCED FOR THAT MATTER!!

Okay,

If anyone is reading this, which I doubt, don't judge me for what I say today. I am venting, and am on DRUGS.

I just wish I felt better.

Oh MY BROTHER!!

I am lamenting the loss of my brother, to a darling 20 something asian beauty, and a dental school in Texas....
Why am I so sad? I used to talk to him everyday without fail. He is my best buddy. I tell him EVERYTHING!
I guess the reason were so close is the fact that we are 22 months apart, and spent almost all of our time together as we were growing up. We made up games and jokes together, stuck up for each other, and played jokes on our little sister together (poor little sis!), and made runs to the penny candy store together. When we were older, if I needed money, he sent it, if he needed money I sent it. We TRUST each other.
...and now... I won't see him but once or twice a year, and we rarely talk to each other on the phone since last month. We are both busy. (he more than I ...I am sure of that!)
I HOPE to see him SOON!
Until then, good luck little brother, keep her happy, and STUDY hard! All of our teeth are counting on you! (snicker....)
I MISS YOU!!

A Birthday for ds A...
Ds A celebrates his fourth birthday at a slammin' Wild West Party, that was so fun to put together, (and stressful at the same time)
We started with a hot dog and mac n' cheese dinner, complete w/ watermelon (Ds A's favorite...in fact the only thing that he ate...) and Sasparilla (root beer). We had a tee pee, Indian head dresses, and a fun song and story time, followed by fishing in a magical ol' fishin' hole (A papered fence made to look like water, plastered w/ paper fish...) My mom was the enchanted water on the other side if the fence. The kid's loved that.
Then on to horse rides at the kind neighbor's corral. We had arranged for a pony to be at the party, only to be cancelled on the night before the party! Holy cow! Then Cake, Happy Birthday to you singing, and PRESENTS! A was so excited about everything that he got...so were all the kids. My friend Sagehen wrapped her gift SOOO creatively, It looked like a cowboy, complete w/ jeans, a belt buckle, scarf and hat...CUTE.
It was a Crazy FUN day!

MY SAD STORY...(don't read unless ...)
Now tomarrow....I'm going under the knife....I am a little scared to get my tonsils taken out. ( Please don't make me do it, I'll even pay the 150.00 cancellation fee, and I promise I won't whine anymore about getting strep throat...PLEASE!!!)
Okay, actually I know that this is something I must do...I am a little confused though! Do they make me wear a gown? Can I leave my underwear on under the gown? What color will the gown be? should I accessorize? Makeup? How serious is this?
Some people act like it is nothing, while others seem to be saying to prepare for the worst! OH ME!