Early Christmas Present

So on Monday Tim bought me a suburban for an early Christmas present.  I love love my new monster of a car, who would of thought a tiny little girl and her little red geo would some day be a mother of 4 driving such a behemoth, but here I am with my giant black sub.  It wasn't that great of a deal but it fits our family, we paid cash--ugh being in debt is the worst!!, and it went to help a single mom, so I love it even more.  I know Tim probably wanted to wait and get something with a lot more bells and whistles, but being the stud that he is bought me what ever I wanted.  I love you SANTA.

You are my SONshine

I know as a mother you are not suppose to have favorites, but I can help to just love my darling son.  He just turned a year old and couldn't be any more perfect if he tried.  He slept through the night at 3 months, he loves to hug and snuggle, your heart melts in his oasis blue eyes, and just for giggles and kicks, and because poopy diapers stink a day after his birthday I put him on the toilet and vola he has been saving me the trouble of diaper duty for a few weeks now.  I know the last part sounds a bit weird and gross, and way to much information but life is messy so deal with it.  I love you Big B.

Schools Out!!!

I am so happy to say that my annoying alarm clock will we collecting dust for the next few months because school is OUT. yeah. I don't know how I survived this semmester it was brutal I'm not going to lie.

Muddy Footprints and Tears of Joy

Today I found out that one of my husband's old friend has died and although I never was close with him I couldn't help but just ball my eyes out. He was so young and that always just makes it so much harder for me, and he left behind 4 children, and I couldn't help to think of my wonderful husband and how completely lost in this world I would be without him. I only have a few memories of my husband's friend---one that makes me laugh is Tim and I and our girls were swimming at our community pool and his friend started talking to Tim and asking him about his family then gestured over at me and asked who I was and Tim said "my wife" and his friend flip out in disbelief and said oh "I thought she was one of your kids". Tim laughed so hard and teased me for days. At first I couldn't even see how I could be mistaken for his daughter, but as I look back here I was doing cannon balls, back flips, and splashing and being a total goof, and I substantially lack womanly curves, so yeah in his defense I could possibly be seen as a child. I guess everyone still lives on in our memories, and this one always makes me smile....
So Tim rushed home at lunch to rescue me and he accidently left muddy footprints all over the floor. He apologies for the mess as I hug him goodbye and at that moment I have never been more grateful to have muddy footprints on the floor. Hold on to your loved ones just a little tighter today, laugh a little longer, kiss more, forget about the little things--they never matter, and love your heart out!

quick update--pictures later.

Ok so I'm a very very very visual person, just ask my husband any time he tries to explain anything to me I always stop him mid sentence and say "oh just draw me a picture"--which for a published artist it should be easy for him, but when I try to explain things through pictures ummm let's just say van gogh comes to my mind, and not because of my wicked skills in artistry. So because of this little quirk of mine I hate posting anything with out a picture, but what the heck here I go.....

GOOOOOAAAAL--soccer has begun! woo hooo. I love love love soccer, my girls ehh i'm not quiet sure. My littlest Kamryn just barely turned 4 in time to play this year and she is so clueless out on the field. She won't chase or kick the ball and she tells me "well mom no one kicked the ball to me", and Kylee, my little dreamer just dances and spins and twirls on the field and is in her own little world. Kiora is doing great, as long as her coach doesn't kill her{I’m paraphrasing here} I'm just so excited to see girls actually playing soccer. When I played soccer I was the only girl, but as you all know by now I wasn't much of a girl back then, so I guess it's no surprise I was just being one of the guys grrrrr. I love soccer.

MY WICKED LITTLE CHILD--Kiora got one of the lead parts in her school musical {THE WICKED STEP MOTHER} oh and she is just a natural. It is so weird how each one of my children seem to be living out my dreams and desires as though it's imprinted into their D.N.A. Kylee is my little fashion designer, photographer and model, Kiora is the drama queen, writer, musician and little genius child with perfects aims scores, and Kamryn is my dancer. My girls know a little about me dancing and cheering but that is about it, yet they all still seem to be living out my childish dreams. Kylee performance was quite rememberable too... umm her daddy got a close up of her chewing her gum and scratching her bumm--hilarious thankfully she was sleeping while we all watched the video of the play.

My HUSBAND IS AMAZING!!!!!!! enough said and life is just crazy busy the way I like it. Everything seems to be falling in to place. I love my callings at church, my husbands got a job, the girls are doing great at school, I'm still madly in love with my high school sweetheart. LIFE IS GOOD>

Raising a Genius!

My girls went back to school on Monday--I've lost the cord to my camcorder and my camera went buzzerk so that explains why there haven't been any photos lately---awwwe---anyways they looked adorable you're just going to have to trust me. That morning we had a yummy big breakfast and we dropped them off, no tears . When we get to school we are bombarded by praise and admiration for our brilliant daughter. First her old teacher kept asking us if we had seen her scores, and then her new teacher, and then the principal and administrator started freaking out and talking about how they want to award her and have a banquet in her honor. . . I kind of got lost because I had no idea what everyone was talking about so I just smiled and nodded and let Tim do the talking, then later I asked him what all the fuss was about and he explained they were talking about her AIMS test she had taken before summer break that she had scored perfect scores on majority of the tests--No surprise to me she is my daughter after all j/k. Anyways the way everyone was freaking out over it made me kinda of wonder how much they were getting paid and profiting over my daughter's test scores to want to throw her a party lol, but I'm always in for a party, so I guess it's ok this time. Personally I do not feel test ever show true intelligence, and it's unfortunate our nation focuses so much on the tests and not on education and learning--such is life we always have to measure this and that so we can boast about how smarter or better we are than the other guy.

Anyways I love Kylee's teacher and she's pregnant so that makes me love her even more. I'm just so happy to have my girls in a tiny little school sheltered from the crazy world at least for a little while. Oh and I bet Kiora is happy that it's normal here to get married young and have a big family, so when I go to school to volunteer they won't introduce me as her older sister--yep happened twice at two different schools, poor thing. It makes me sad no one ever believes that she is mine : ( I guess it doesn't help that I'm the runt of the family and at just 10 years old she almost towers over me, and we wear the same size clothes and shoes oh and she's Blonde. Oh well //// yeah for back to school.

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Husband Bashing

WOMEN SAY THE DARNEST THINGS about their husbands.

So today our lesson was about eternal families, and I found it just a little funny that the whole room of ladies in a fun loving, joking kind of way, started to bash their husbands. I know they weren't trying to be mean or any of that, but I find it interesting how many times I find myself in the middle of a group of ladies that have something to say about their husbands. The funniest thing I can remember it was around valentines days and there was a group of about twelves of us eating dinner and the ladies got off on a subject about how men complain that women make up stupid holidays to get candy and gifts and men don't get any special days for them bla bla bla--and then one of the girls blurtered out "we give them sex once a week what more do they want", and I almost died. I don't think I need to tell you how that conversation went. . . any who today the question was asked, "were there any surprises after you got married". The surprises that came to my mind: love notes, and flowers, dinners, and get aways, kids in bed, candle lit massages, and bubble baths, waking up to a spotless kitchen etc those kind of surprises, but apparently I didn't understand the question because there was an out pour of silly things about the quirks of men. I truly am so so blessed to have such a wonderful and amazing husband who I adore and I can't imagine a more perfect man. Do I feel left out when the bashing begins and I can't find even one thing to say--umm yeah maybe a little--ok not really. I guess I truly am lucky in love. Yeah I did have a list I made when I was younger of the perfect man, but I didn't get much past blond hair, blue eye, cute butt, and loves kids. Well my now perfect husband has a least 50% of that list so I didn't do to bad, I'm not much one for lists any way. After the giggles died down the lesson was just AMAZING today was just a great great day! I just want to give a shout out to all you men out there KUDOS to you for driving your women crazy.

Testing an app

Here I go I love apps! I just found this one and I'm testing to see how it work hubbies cooking I'm holding my baby typing with one thumb gotta love technology and multiTasking. School starts tomorrow I sure hope I can take off work

I GIVE UP--I'M JUST ME

umm so lately I have been trying to become more "domestisized" you know becoming a typical good house wife--cooking, cleaning, sewing all that jazz, and the other day it came to my realization that I SUCK AT BEING NORMAL, so I'm just going to be me. This realization came to me about midnight when I, after several attempts to sew elastic, broke the needle off of my brand spanken new sewing machine. Get this my sewing machine is one of those high tech, fancy smacy, does all the work for you, automatic ones and I can't even get that to work right. I came balling to my husband--my hero who always makes everything better, and we had a few laughs about my total incompetence and then he told me how I should have have done it correctly--yup a sewing lesson from a dude. ANywho I wouldn't say I'm throwing in the white flag just yet, but I'm going to focus my energy else where for a while. I did happen to manage to sew some fantastic curtains, a few skirts and some aprons--all of those on an old fashion regular sewing machine lol, and I have come a long long way in my cooking so I should be happy about that. It's funny to look back and it amazing me how we survived with my primitive home making skills--take out and frozen foods were my specialty. The great thing about my weakness is I now have a husband who loves loves to cook and is fantastic at it, so I think I will take credit for that because if I hadn't been so terrible at cooking he never would have step a foot into the kitchen. Now I know, I know the best way to a mans heart is through his stomach--LAME so I will still work on becoming more like Rachael Ray, but I definitely won't be rushing to get a new needle for my sewing machine anytime soon. Some day I'll get to those scrap books, and decorating my house, and learning to blog, and . . .. . . . . . . . WOMEN are amazing especially all of you amazing house wives. Until then I take comfort in the song who I am by Jessica Andrews

Trying to be Honest

Wednesday I was in Tempe for work and to get in some much needed shopping and city time--yeah I am still trying to adjust to living in the middle of no where. When we stopped to get gas the sign said $3.35/ gallon but when we filled up it only charged us $2.35/ gallon. Yeah I know $2/gallon what a steal, so obviously with our greedy oil tycoons there had to be a mistake, so I went into the store and told the guy that we were only charged $2.35 instead of $3.35 (I thought that I had explained it perfectly several times but the poor guy was Chinese and kept saying I don't understand. I tried several different ways to let him know he was practically giving gas away, and he didn't seem to believe me. At first I couldn't believe my eyes either because I haven't seen gas prices that low for years. Finally he said OK I'll have someone look at it to get rid of me and left it at that) Never in my life has doing the right thing been such a chore, but I at least tried my best--poor guy BUT YEAH FOR ME CHEAP GAS. The day only got better from there. I got free Target gift cards from work and found jeans on sale for under $5.00 so I went on a shopping spree and didn't have to spend any of my own money, and then Tim got called by his old boss asking for his help to hit some deadlines--woo hoo $$$$$. Oh happy day. Oh and if that silly goof still hasn't figured out his gas is priced wrong it was the gas station on the corner of kyrene and eliot--go check the pumps for fun who knows you might get lucky.

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The Lord Has A Sense of Humor

So Saturday night my hubby and I were laying in bed and he says "I wonder what type of calling they are going to give us in our new ward", and I jokingly ask "Is there one you definitely wouldn't like?" and he immediately said "I would not want to teach the gospel doctrine class" and I laugh and tell him it will probably be primary teacher because in the last 10 years we have been married, in the 8+ wards we've lived in we have been called into primary, usually within the first couple of weeks. The next day Tim comes home from church{ I graciously accepted the duty of staying home with the sick kids lol} and he's shocked and dumbfounded and says to me the lord definitely has a sense of humor, I have been called to teach the gospel doctrine class. The lord really does work in mysterious ways. I HAD TO JUST LAUGH it is kinda funny isn't it. It's been a few months now and my hubby is doing a fantastic job even though he hates teaching and public speaking and all that goes with it. I love watching him get so nervous and sweat in front of everyone--aint I mean, but it's for his own good and I always help him with his lessons, so I'm not that sinister. On an added note I bet you will never guess what I have been called to do. . . . .

This Mothers Day He Went To "Jareds"

Ok I know I haven't posted anything forever, and I actually bumped into a girl our last trip to Gilbert who mentioned the fact that she didn't know what was going on because I hadn't posted anything on my blog--yeah me I have a reader lol, so here's to you my one reader an update about "Mother's Day" ooooo awe.

Awe Mothers aren't they just amazing? I adore my mother, my husband and I always tease that the reason she is so perfect, mellow and loving is because she grew up in Samoa, so she had an unfair advantage living in paradise--of course you are going to be cheerful and happy. My mom is the perfect example of what a mother should be and it amazes me how she was able to raise my 5 brothers and my sister and never once raise her voice or lose her cool, not even once. Of course my name wasn't included in that long list because I was an angel and never got into any trouble. Ok maybe my halo was "borrowed" and held up, quite nicely, by horns but that's not the point. The point is my mom rocks and I hope to become just like her if I ever grow up even if it takes moving all the way to paradise to do it, so be it.

Ok so like a mentioned early I'm not really a jewelry kind of girl, I'm on my 6th wedding ring, and the gorgeous diamond and pearl necklace I got for Christmas, I lost it, as well, so I don't get all weak in the knees like most women do while walking past a jewelry store and those stupid hideous jewelry commercials make me want to vomit, but for this mothers day I say, as giddy as a school girl, "He Went to Jareds". No I didn't get a diamond, ruby or Sapphire, I got something better I big screen TV. Now men before you all bolt off like mad men with your wives to Jareds let me explain.

I have a brother whos name happens to be Jared, and he's moving out of state to live with his sweetie, and he needed to get rid of a lot of stuff, so we paid him 400 buck, rented a uhaul and got a big screen, guitar hero, a new living room set and a couple of other things, I guess wanted to be cool like all you other ladies and say "Heeee wennt to JAAreeeds" you have to go youtube Jared commericals for some quality entertainment, trust me they're good.

I also got a microwave and sewing machine but the delivery man went "postal" so I had to return the dented and mangled thing, so it's been two month without a microwave and I still haven't opened my sewing machine.

Happy Mother's Day to All you lovely ladies.

***if you like the ring pictured it's a smoking deal 59% off and only $91,499 at itshot.com-- as Paris would say "that's hot"

GRrrrrr. warning hot temper ahead.

OK for all of you who know me, you're not going to believe me, but lately I have been so irritated. I was lucky enough to grow up with five brothers so I have an amazing amount of tolerance for obnoxious people, but for the first time in my life I understand the expression you are getting on my last nerve--I had never physically felt irritated before and literally it feels like someone is pinching your nerves it was very creepy. I'm hoping it's just my pregnancy hormones balancing out because It's not fun wanting to punch total strangers in the face--ok maybe if you're Chuck Norris it would be fun, but I like my happy go lucky me a lot better. I kinda feel like the hulk some times. My adorable husband calls it "Red Rossing"--and always teases me about being grumpy because he knows it will make me smile. We even found a tee shirt that says "SOMETIMES I WAKE UP GRUMPY BUT USUALLY I LET HER SLEEP IN" I almost died laughing because I can totally relate. I notice it a lot more when I have to go to work or school, especially school--thank goodness for online classes. I thought I would just send out a little courtesy warning to stay clear of this Grouch for 4-6 weeks.

I PASSED I PASSED

AWE I can beathe and relax now that I have passed the HESI. Honestly it's been about 7 years since I have had to use any of my medical knowledge and I was feeling like I had forgotten everything especially after having four kids--they have proven that being pregnant literally shirks your brain, it's not a rumor, don't believe me? Go look it up.

So my friend had told me that she studied her butt off and didn't pass and had to retake the test, and was telling me how horrible the test was. I'm not going to lie I kinda freak out a little bit. Here I am with this random crazy idea I'm going to have my husband quit his amazing job, move out of our gorgeous home, leave all our friends and a place we had called home for the past 7 years, just so I can finish my teaching and nursing degrees.

Then I started stressing about taking this one test, and everyone was telling me the same story that it was wicked hard and that they didn't pass. I started to worry that if I didn't pass this one test, then I wouldn't be accepted to the nursing program and I would have uprooted my family and our perfect little lives for nothing. I know, I know I was being a total drama queen. So the night before the test I crammed and crammed for this test until about 2 a.m. I didn't sleep at all that night.

THE MORNING OF THE TEST> I knew I was going to need all the help I could get, so I prayed my little heart out, ate a handful of almonds and tuna-lol the only brain food I had at home, and did my best to psych myself up for this test. When I arrive there was a group of people on the couch waiting to take the test and yep almost all of them were retaking the test because they had failed, so that was a little disturbing. This poor little girl was taking it for the 6th time trying to pass. So here I am sitting in a room full of stressed out people waiting to take a test that literally could determine my future. The room was silent and the tension was so thick It was suffocating me ALL OF A SUDDEN the nursing instruct just lets one Rip. I almost die it was so hilarious. Way to break the tension--everyone was trying so hard not to bust up laughing. I know getting the giggles from farts is so elementary, but she had totally made my day. After that I knew everything was going to be just fine.

The only part on the test that I was worried about was Chemistry. I had taken Chemistry as a summer class a week after I had my first child and I had gone back to work full time that same week, so I couldn't remember a thing. Once I saw my score for Chemistry I almost broke down in tears because I knew I had passed. I was going over my score with the instructor and being the perfectionist that I am told her that I wanted to take the test again. She freaked out at me and ordered me not to take the test again and said that in the past 3 years she had not seen a higher score, and that I need to allow others that haven't passed it to take it again, like I was being so selfish. Well alright then lady, Sorry.

I seriously wanted to do a little happy dance and I literally cried all the way home--those darn pregnancy hormones. WOO HOO

Of course I called up just about everyone and went out celebrating. Now all I have to do now is get accepted into the nursing program and survive the next two years.

WHOOPS FORGOT!!!

WHOOPS I Forgot you're suppose to make up those ridiculous thing a ma boppies at the start of the new year so here's mine:

1. Procrastinate just a little bit less--baby steps people.
2. Finish a few things I've started like my nursing and teaching degrees!
3. Teach my girls piano--oh and they can teach me violin.
4. Buy an awesome camera and fulfill my wildest dreams to be an amazing photographer
5. Travel to 5 exotic places I've never been to this year.
6. Plan an amazing family vacation to Disneyland
7. Become top performer at work and get a big fat raise$$$cha ching
8. Become a domestic diva--or the next Martha Stuart except for the whole prison thing.
9. Submit my books to a publisher.
10. Teach my sexy hubby ballroom dancing--sorry babe.
11. Fulfill and blog about 100 random acts of kindness-------------------------------------------watch out people your about to be served!
12. Knock my husbands socks off and plan this amazing mindblowing 10 Year Anniversary shin dig--yep it's really been that long.
13. Invest $30,000 by the end of this year.
14. Finish remodeling our house
15. Plant an extravagant garden.
16. Learn jujitsu, akido and other martial arts
17. Take a week long vacation every month.
18. RECLAIM OUR DATE NIGHT--oh yeah
19. Volunteer and be a coach
20. Start a Home Preschool for Kams.
21. Learn to speed read!!!I'm going to need that with all my medical books.
22. This albino is going to sit on the beach and get tanned aka paint myself orange and pretend I'm cool like all the rest of you glowing golden goddesses.
23. Dress up three times a week--this is huge I don't do pretty.
24. Go out with my mom once a week.
25. Learn to scrapbook and make 12 photo books
26. Learn to knit and sew
27. Read 100 books--not including children's books and my boring textbooks.
28. Study and get As this semester.
29. Buy a new wardrobe.
30. Get organized
31. Buy a year supply
32. Buy a new car
33. Have a spa day with my ladies 2x/ month
34. Learn how to meditate.
35. Teach a couple of dance classes.

that list should be good.... oh wait.

36. Be less of an over achiever on steroids.

What are some of your resolutions

OH HAPPY DAY

So Thursday was my birthday AKA January 27th, only the best day of the year, you might want to write that down. : ) OK in all seriousness I LOVE holidays and birthdays unlike some weirdos-- my husband, who thinks that birthdays are just another day, I think they are a perfect excuse to spoil yourself silly and have fun. On a side note I have a confession to make......................................................

I'M A DIRTY LITTLE LIAR, yes I know women are support to lie about their age, it's like one of the cardinal rules, but I have been lying about my age since I was 14!! I know I know I'm horrible, but why would I lie about my age? Well at 14 it was because of one ridiculously hot life guard IAN. I had the typical summer fling, late night phone calls, playful water fights, trips in his little red truck to buy a soda you know that sort of thing, then after a few weeks it dawned on this little genius to ask me how old I was and with his words "You are 16 right?" began my horrible habit of lying about my age. Don't worry I do have a conscience, but he just happened to be on vacation for a couple of weeks. In my defense I did come clean about my age....eventually. So what started out as a love struck girlish game continued, first I would just say I was a couple of years older, but then it escalated to 5-10 years older WAIT A MINUTE hold the phone, you may be saying, what woman in her right mind would lie to make herself older--don't worry it wasn't to buy booze or anything like that. I just got so sick and tired of hearing you're to YOUNG to bla bla bla.... OK so now that I have repented of my evil ways I am officially 29 and from this day on I will not lie about my age. . . maybe

My Birthday was fabulous: went to the zoo, won some money at work, shopped all day, ate my favorite meal and just had a grand ol time.

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Benjamin Buttons

For those of you who do not know me two of my most favorite things in this world are babies and old people, and now I'm the luckiest girl in the world because my baby looks like a little old man--LOVE IT!!. It so ardorable he was really tiny when he was born so none of his pants fit him so we had them up to his boobs like an old gramps, and he hasn't learned to sit up yet so he's always hunched over, and he has the cutest little bald spot on the back of his head, and now that he has learned to smile he just melts my heart with his toothless grin--again like an adorable old man. I love you my BENJAMIN BUTTONS

Happy New YEAR!!!!

Happy New Year!!!! (ten days late). It's kinda funny looking back when my hubby and I were first married we partied all night long celebrating with millions at Block Parties, with bands, fireworks, the works, and now ten years down the road, and four kids later our party animal has been tamed, and our new years celebrating is well pretty much lame. I did convince my darling husband to stay up all night with me to ring in the new year--poor guy forgot it was new years eve and was busting his butt all day working on heavy mechanical equipment. Of course Ben my little night owl was wide awake and ready to party. So as a new year begins I find myself thinking what the heck happen to the time where did it all go? SO here is a brief recap of 2010 from my ever fading memory

COUNT DOWN TO 2011

January 2010--new years day partying at Stillman McCormick Railroad

January 27th, My Birthday--only the best day of the year, can't remember what I did, but still the best day ever.

February 14--the day of love- flowers, candies, chocolates, and love.

March 10--My hubby and I celebrated 9 years of blissful marriage together and instead of Disneyland with our girls we opted for a week long get away with no kids and we brought back a different kind of souvenir.

April 2- My Darling Kylee turns 7

EASTER YUMM

SUMMER TIME--zoo trips, shopping, movies, camping, fishing, swimming, sunsplash, aquariums, trips, and FUN FUN FUN!

JUNE 23--Kiora turned 9 YIKES I'M GETTING OLD.

We Found out we are having a BOY.....YEAH.... best day of the year for Tim

August MOVING FOR THE 13+ TIME--, my little girl turn 3.

New school, new town, new lives..

October--girls concert and Halloween, carnivals, candy and creepy things. I was barefoot and pregnant.

November 11--My second favorite day of the year, the day the most amazing, sexy, wonderful man in the world was born and grew up to spoil me rotten for the rest of my days. Happy Birthday Sparky.

THANKSGIVING--wow too much to be thankful for to list all here.

November 27--the day we've all been waiting for my little Benjamin was born to bless our lives.

CHRISTMAS, and here we are 2011.

HAPPY NEW YEAR EVERYONE!!!!!

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