On a rainy Wednesday.......

On a rainy Wednesday I have time to........

Finally write something in my blog.

Listen to my children singing songs in their room instead of taking a nap like they should be.

Pack up the kids and my bags to go to Eastern Washington tomorrow. The husband is staying home to buy a car.

Create a wedding present for the wedding I am attending this weekend for a couple of friends who went to high school with me, went off had lives for 10 years in different parts of the world, then met again through facebook and are now getting married. Isn't the world a funny place. Love truly does bring you home. They are living in our home town again. :)

Think about my husband who we have seen so little of since he started his new job. He is doing wonderful at it, but its been a really hard transition for all of us. None of us are used to business dinners, team building nights, working from 6 am to 7pm, and hob nobbing with people who seem to lead very different lifestyles than we have or do.  The kids don't quite understand where Daddy is and why he doesn't get to have dinner with us every day of the week like he used to. They also don't quite get reasons for taking a job that requires more time, but also gives more in return. They just know that " I miss daddy!" Which in turn breaks mommy's and daddy's hearts.

Jump on the scale, and despite being very optimistic and having a  great history of exercising and eating well seeing that it says the same depressing number that it did a month ago! How in the world.....ratsomefratsome piece of......

Look outside and realise that somehow I missed the lilacs. They are all brown and nasty! Damn it! I always cut some and bring them inside. How did I miss them?

Check out Wordle and create some awesome world clouds. :)

On a rainy Wednesday I have time to dance with the kiddos and realize they are sooooo clumsy right now! They must be going through a growth spurt because every 3 steps one of them is falling over their own feet.

I have to figure out what in the world we are having for dinner because I haven't gone to the store for a while because we are leaving for a week tomorrow and I didn't want a bunch of stuff to go bad.

Post a crazy picture from our recent trip to Sekiu Washington. If I have time next week I'll write more about it, but you just had to see Rosie the fish. I'm not sure you could make her look more goofy if you tired!

Go and take a nap while the kids finally sound like they are going to sleep. Yay!

Hope all is well in your lives on this rainy Wednesday. :)

"I'm a Donkey on the edge!"



Image from here.



My dear, dear three year olds. Please stop trying to make me run away to New Zealand. I would love to visit someday, but not in a refugee fleeing from my homeland sort of way.

I'm sick..... you are almost over your cold. Remember when you felt miserable? Remember when mommy came in and made you feel better with extra snuggles and songs and books and all manner of art projects while the weather was awful and we were all stuck in the house for days? Remember me coming in at all hours of night  when you would wake after a coughing fit and find your special blankie, or your giraffe? Please for the love of sugar and bread and potatoes and all things I love to eat, please just try to be nice to me while I slog through this cold.

Yes, that is mommy's tea. Yes, mommy did sneeze. No, mommy can't pull you in the wagon right this minute. Yes, mommy does look sad. You used the last tissue on the dog??? Excellent. I don't mind a bleeding stump of a nose until I can get to the store. Oh crap, did I say the store? Yeah, we can go later. No, it's only 6am, we are not going to the store right now.

Yes, mommy is still sick. Please be nice to me, and remember I love you. I also need you both to stop acting like crazy little monkeys and know that just because I'm sick and you just might think you can get away with something....You can't. I'm still mom, hear me roar...Rooooo****sneeze**aaarrr! I will still put you in time out if you clobber your sister, dog, or me. Don't test me kid.  I'm going to steal a line from Shrek that you are sure to understand darlings.....I'm a Donkey/Mommy  on the edge!

Sort of believe the hype...

Have you heard of the Ifly experience? It's pretty much sky diving for whimps, kinda . I happen to like it. They really call it indoor sky diving which is pretty true I suppose, and probably is more appealing than my name for it.
  As it turns out, it's hard. If you watch the instructors, they look like super heros zooming up and down and all around. Awesome. If you watch me its more like that plastic bag from American beauty floating around and smashing into stuff. That being said, it's also really fun.......and hard.  Did I mention hard?
  My mother in law gave each of of us kids and her ex husband a gift certificate to Ifly for Christmas. The only stipulation was that we were suposed to go together. My sister in law was nice enough to deal with the schedualing and got it all set up for last weekend. It was not an easy task with the whole gift card deal. Most of the scheduling goes on online, if you do it on the phone its 5 dollars extra. Rip off. Anyway, after getting all of our numbers and navigating the whole crazyness of the the online booking with 5 seperate gift cards she got it. She is awesome.

To make a long story short, we all had fun. It was a great family experience. We will never be good at it unless we win the lotto. It costs $975 dollars to rent the thing for an hour. Ha! Family vacation, ,or an hour of Ifly???? Not much of a question there if you ask me. We had our gift cards from Costco which cost a little over $50 bucks a person. Keep in mind, we only "flew" for 4 mins each.  That means its $12.50 per min. Not exactly something we can afford on a weekly, or even monthly basis really. However, as a gift, I must admit it was pretty darn cool. We will probably try it again one day, we shall see. If you get the chance to try it out though, (lots of work outings/team building activites are renting the place) give it a try. Just be prepared to feel more like a plastic bag at first than a super hero. :) If you want to see some people who know what they are doing, or some newbies, just go to Youtube and search for Ifly. I am not on there, just in case you were wondering. :)

And....I'm done

This is not my kid, but it's kinda how I feel today.  Be warned.

I'm at least done with today. Rotten piece of tuna fish Wednesday. One of those days that starts off with the best of intentions, and turns into a suckfest. Let's recap for those of you playing at home shall we?

While I was getting dressed both girls created a masterpiece on the living room wood floors with the crayons they had hidden somewhere. Said crayons are no more. Damn restaurants and their free crayons. I guess on the bright side I found out that my steam mop is pretty good at steaming off crayon from wood floors.

Next, after washing the floors and deciding to let the girls do a little dancing Zumba style with me Izzy has to use the potty. No problem, she's to the point where she can pretty much handle it by herself now. Or so I thought. Oh, its not what you think, it's better.  She uses the potty and immediately gets into the bathtub. Abby and I are dancing in the living room which is about 15 feet from the bathroom. I call for Izzy. " Come dance Izzy." Here comes Izzy running out with a handful of blood. Oh for the love of Pete. I get the "Oh my word where is all this blood coming from flash of panic." Here's what happened. I have one of those suction cup razor holders that go in your shower. Yeah, it fell off and so did my razor apparently. After getting her to hold still for a moment I realize all this blood is coming from the tip of her pointer finger. She sliced  the top layer of skin and the thing is bleeding like a horror movie. All over the nice clean floor, the nice clean kid who is freaking out, and now all over me because, as a mom, you just dive right in clothes be damned. Then comes the clean up of that disaster. Just glad it was something non serious. Razor holder was fired.

Fast forward to lunch and flying pasta like it was shot out of a cannon.  Yelling because the dog ate the goldfish. Izzy saying " I want something else 50 times. (her new favorite saying.) Add to that the fact that the kiddos have been on nap strike again for the last week and that brings me to now. With Izzy talking about something in the other room, Abby making monster noises and the Dog looking like she would like to be adopted again by someone else. Yeah, I can't wait for the afternoon. Woohoo!

Daddy Daughter Dance

How could they not be the cutest little people on the planet? I know I'm a bit biased, but I'm allowed. :) Anyway, the Girls "Big Date" with Daddy has come and gone, but the pictures will always remain. I love these pictures. After taking the above and below pictures and leaving the safety of our house, Izzy promptly bit it on our path leading to the car. It is cement, and it wasn't pretty. Her pretty little knee was all torn up and bleeding like crazy. They didn't even make it to the car without trouble. My hopes for the evening were not bolstered by any means. I took her inside, sprayed her knee down with germ killer and a&d ointment and a Band-Aid. This time I walked her out to the car myself. She cried and said " Mommy you have to come with us please! But Mommy, I said please!" You see Izzy believes if you say the magic please word then you have to get what you ask for. At least she says please right?  So I told her I didn't want to ruin their "Big Date" with Daddy. I reminded her that they were going to get pizza and then go dancing with daddy. She seemed to perk up a bit and gave me a hug goodbye.

As it turns out, the night got better. Thank goodness. I couldn't help but expect them to pull back in the driveway any minute after the first half hour, fearing that the night had continued down the downward streak it started out with, but my fears were unfounded. The girls had a wonderful time with Daddy and danced the night away in style. They came home telling all sorts of stories and smiling from ear to ear. So was Daddy. Above is a picture of a bunch of the great dads we know who all took their little girls to the dance too. I think we have a new tradition.

As for me, I managed to watch half a movie, finish a book, and get Chinese food. Not too shabby, not too shabby. :)

Daddy Daughter Dance

Tonight is a mom night. The Husband is taking the girls to their first Daddy Daughter Dance. Does it get any better than that? Well, it could. If all of my girlfriends were not busy doing something else. They were all nice enough to invite me along, but I don't much like being the third wheel when they are all with their husbands. I had visions of a girls night with facials and bad movies and food. I guess Maybe I should have given more than a weeks notice huh? Fine, I'm going to enjoy myself anyway. Here is the plan so far:
*Get take out Chinese food
*Paint my toenails
*Finish The Spirt Ring on my Kindle 
*Pick out a Sappy Movie
*Wood burn
*Facial
*Foot scrub
That's as far as I've planned because, lets be real, I'll probably only get to the food an the movie anyway. The family will only really be gone for a couple of hours. It's nice to dream though.

The girls have been talking about going on their " Big Date" with Daddy all week. I must admit, I have been looking forward to it at least as much as they have. :) They really have a great Daddy. He is taking them out to eat and then to the Dance. Lucky for him a bunch of the guys he works with all are taking their daughters too. That way he has an extra hand just in case his little people are too crazy. Not that that could ever happen right? Ha! I'll post pictures of the big date soon.

I could say I'll try to blog more regular, but I might be lying. So, I'll just say I'll do my best.

Snow shoeing

I have always wanted to go snowshoeing. It was one of those vague " Someday I would really like to try that" ideas. Then I would forget about it for a year. Only to proclaim the next year that I would love to try it again. The Husbands Uncle and Aunt had snowshoes it turns out. They also were trilled to let us borrow said snowshoes. ( They just started fostering a baby and didn't see themselves using them any time soon.)  So we did. However, we didn't know when we were going to use them. Fast forward to a few weeks later. A friend of ours starts going through a tough time at home. Marriage problems and such. He needs a break, and to get out of the house. So I proclaim we are all going snowshoeing the next weekend. None of us had ever been show shoeing. No big deal. I'll do some research. Right? Good grief. It was a pain in the butt. Trying to make sure you have the right passes to park, the right passes to play, and finding the right trail, no easy task.  I wanted a trail that wasn't too packed with people, too crazy of an avalanche risk, and one the wouldn't make us so sore the next morning that we couldn't get out of bed. Finally It came together. Of course, as the leader of this expedition you always have that " Oh I really hope this doesn't suck" feeling in the back of your mind. We picked up the snowshoes....Damn. My Aunt in law is short. Her snowshoes are not rated for someone quite as heavy as me. Alright plan b- Rent snowshoes. Plan b was going  to cost about 30 bucks with getting the shoes the day before and returning them the day after. Plan C- Run to Costco and see if they possibly have any more snowshoes. One pair left...on sale! Woohoo. Now I won't sink in the snow. Yay. Anyway, we drove up to Mt. Rainier and here are some of our pictures.


Parking lot where we started




Our friend and I



Part of our route



The Husband and Friend




The little robber bird trying to steal our food.




The Husband and I




Taking a break




Very pretty up there




Posing




Lots of snow




Frozen waterfall




All of us safe and sound down the mountain.