NEW CHANGES IN MY KITCHEN

It might be hard to see what my counter tops and back splash look like. So in case you cant really see it behind all of the clutter and craziness in my kitchen....They are 1970's green laminate. Actually that would be past tense, because now, they are granite....and I have a glass Mosaic back splash...YUP my kitchen is becoming a little more "updated".....I bought all of the supplies, close to a year ago..And they have now found their rightful place in the house, instead of in the garage!! We still have to do some scraping,grouting,caulking,and all the buttoning up..but I'm already stoked! Next mission.....The Cabinets (I cant wait to see my vision unfold!)...and the floor that's a whole new ball game!




And we were lucky enough to break the old faucet by accident, so I am the proud owner of a new faucet... And I thought I was unlucky....

A GARAGE UPDATE

So my project loving husband, is still working hard in the evenings, and in whatever spare time he can muster, to start and as time allows finish projects..Its is all coming together. awwwwwww finished projects, the best feeling in the world. Here are a few pictures of the garage. and what has changed since the last time I posted pictures. Hard to really see what we are doing through pictures, but.....sooon very, soon, a new room, with new flooring, and fresh paint, I'm giddy with excitement!




(ALL PHOTOS ABOVE ARE BEFORE THE FLOOR WAS INSULATED, PIPED AND BUTTONED UP, BELOW ARE THE BEGINNING STAGES OF FRAMING)





ALMOST THERE!

Thanks Denise!

I had a hard day today.

I had one of those days....The weight on my shoulders started to squish me and the thoughts in my head exhausted me. And I broke down a few times.
I have been told I'm sensitive, to things around me. Loud noises, images. The news is depressing. I feel drawn to the idea of helping, and I always have been. I feel like I have "lost" that or it seems so out of reach. I feel like I have become another person, just becoming disconnect from the world. More annoyed with those around me. Instead of enjoying it all. Instead of appreciating it all. With memories, there are smells, noises, images. I want to remember it all in full color, with images of smiling sounds of laughter, and smells of my grandmother my children, and sweetness. I don't want to get caught in the blurry world of intolerance. I want to belong to a world of block parties, freedom and love. The all American dream. The way we see it in magazines. Unrealistic I know, but I'm starting out small. Each day I will pick one thing to be thankful about, and I will pray for those around me that need my prayers and to help me feel better about things I cannot fix that keep me awake. I will pray that I am given a road to help me find why it is that I take all of the worlds problems to bed with me at night.
I have made several new years resolutions this year and I keep adding more to the list. So far I am doing good. And I realize I cannot travel the world at this point to make a "difference", but I can act locally. I am going to register with the national bone marrow registry, that way maybe someday I will have the opportunity to give something that is hard to find, and change someones life. And while typing this blog, after years of saying I'm going to do it, I did it. My kit is coming in the mail. I already feel lighter.
http://marrow.org/

99 WHAT A LUCKY NUMBER!

IT MAKES ME LAUGH. I'M ACTUALLY GIGGILING RIGHT NOW. 99 THATS HOW MANY VIEWS OF MY BLOG I HAVE HAD. I SAY NOTHING, I JUST RAMBLE ON ABOUT MY HAPPENINGS IN THIS WORLD. PEOPLE MAY NOT BE READING BUT THEY ARE STOPPPING BY AND SCROLLING THROUGH. (AND MOST ARE FAMILY BUT SOME I DO NOT KNOW.....) I AM NOW A PART OF SOME RANDOM STRANGERS 7 DEGREES OF SEPERATION. I MEAN WE DONT KNOW EACH OTHER BUT I COULD BE IN DENVER SOMEDAY AT SAY AN AIRPORT AND SOMEONE COULD LOOK AT ME AND SAY....HMMMM SHE LOOKS FAMILIAR, NOT BECAUSE I AM FAMOUS OR BECAUSE WE MET PERSONALLY.....BUT BECUASE I'M FLOATING IN CYBER SPACE AND PEOPLE STUMBLE UPON ME.

Kids Love Airplanes

Today a good friend of ours took us out in his little 2 seater plane. I will be honest, I was not fond of the idea at all. I was terrified by the thought of well you know.... crashing, or the million other things that could go wrong...But one of my New Year resolution's is to stop the negativity,(see Robbie I do listen) and follow through with goals, so I can now check it off the list. For a split second the thought crossed my mind, and then I let it go, and I made myself enjoy it.

We went out and he flew above us, which my dog Izzabell hated, she wanted to get that thing. When he came down the runway towards us she bailed out of the pickup and started barking like she was going to attack it. She is a loyal dog, but not much of a thinker. The kids are always amazed by planes. I think every kid is they hear one and they shriek plane, and point and look in the sky. My girls are no different, but up close and personal with the plane they weren't so sure. The idea grew on them, once they realized it wasn't going to get them. We took turns with the kids and he flew us around in a small circle. Chad went up with Tesslynn and I went up with Emree. Tesslynn didn't say a word the whole time but once back on the ground she told dad, "I want to go fly again." Emree being a nervous talker like me chattered the whole time. But never stopped smiling and giggling.

As we were leaving in the pickup he was flying around the prairie by us and the girls just loved to watch him. That's all they talked about when we got home, flying again. I love the fact that I always liked to watch planes when i was younger but I never really had the chance to have that kind of experience. We got to share that with our kids today. It changed my way of thinking and now I am ready to go back out a little longer the next time, but I won't push progress...But I can say I am pretty proud of myself.

Why do they have to grow?

I remember when I was younger. I love puppy breath, and the way their feet smell (yes I smell puppy feet weird I know) And kitten purrs and meows. I am always sad when they grow up, because really can you resist baby animals? I'm a sucker for cute baby animals, and little miniature people. I love everything about little people. Okay except for the word no, and I think I could do without the high pitched screaming that they all seem to do all at once. They smell amazing, and everything about them is growing and learning is awesome. They amaze me everyday. I love to see them grow and change, but it make me sad to think someday, they will be all grown up and all of their littleness will just be a memory.
Tess she is growing up so much just this year she went from a little girl to a very smart little pre-schooler. She sings, and counts,Identifies her name... and has a lot of her father's strong will, and my impatience. She is our snuggiler. And she is wonderful.



Miss Emree
She is our girly tomboy. She loves to be pretty, but she loves to get dirty. I don't even know where she finds the dirt half the time. She is a little unbalanced a lot like me. She tends to go, go, go and doesn't usually pay much attention to where she is walking. Its a good week when she goes without a bump, scrape or scratch. She is such a ham.





They are partners in crime. You can guarantee that they are helping each other do something they are not supposed to. If Tesslynn is caught red handed it never stops her from saying "Emree did it." They love to fight, but they hate being away from each other. They are my little girls. They love dressing up, playing house, and baby dolls. Its funny to watch them, they practice being big. keep in mind, I do not let my children drink Mt. Dew on a daily basis. I don't even drink it. We were down at the bike shop and they got into the Pepsi cooler, I came upon that when I noticed they were being quiet. That was the day Tesslynn learned how to unscrew caps. Even though its like having a set of twins. I am so glad they will have that closeness.


Then there is Oliver. He is already such an awesome little boy. He is learning to get where he wants, and is working on his bottom teeth. He giggles and loves to be tickled, and hates to have me out of his sight. He kind of loves me, I'm a big deal in his world. I love how his feet smell..and his hair, I wish I could bottle up his smell and keep it forever. His sisters love him to pieces and are constantly trying to turn him into a doll, they just don't understand it when I say "no, he isn't big enough to ride around in your stroller."




Maybe I'm biast but I think they are pretty darn cute.