Friday, November 28, 2008


8 pm: Put Lil' Sis to bed.
11 pm: She wakes up, feed her, put her back to bed

I go to sleep around 11:30

2 or 3 am: Wakes up screaming, feed her, put her to bed. But wait, she screams and screams some more. I go back in, she's poopy, I change her. I put her back to bed. More screaming follows. I go in and out trying to calm her down for OVER AN HOUR. Finally I feed her AGAIN and she goes back to sleep.

AWAKE for the day at 6:00 am. It is now almost 10 am and I just tried putting her down for a nap and she is........oh you guessed it....SCREAMING!!!!!

Maybe she doesn't like getting older? She turned 8 months old yesterday. 8 months of crappy sleep and counting.

Tuesday, November 18, 2008


She is most inspired when she's shirtless.

Due to rough nights which involve constant wakings and fussing, her sleeping quarters have been relocated to the closet. *crossing fingers*

Paper is delicious, especially when looking at your reflection. Double the pleasure?

Monday, November 17, 2008


Okay so I've been reading a few friends' blogs about how they are either going private or making their blog safer. I do NOT want to go private so I decided to edit all my posts by changing names, taking out specific locations and deleting a couple pictures. I will be using nicknames from now on and I'm sure most of you will have no trouble deciphering them. :)

Just wanted to give you a heads up. I'm doing this mostly to protect my girls.

Friday, November 14, 2008


With her binky.

Plus she's crawling. Gulp.

P.S. Had to add that yes that is Diva, in a swim suit, in the middle of November. CA has yet to get the memo that it is FALL...almost WINTER. For Pete's sake. And who the heck is Pete?

Sunday, November 9, 2008

More ME time

Yes I do wish I had more ME time but that's besides the point. I've been tagged several more times. I've done this tag before but I'll do it again because I know you all LOVE to read more about ME!

Random facts

1. I have to sleep with something weighty on my feet. I mean like a pillow or a blanket. I have no idea why but I can't sleep unless there is something heavier covering my feet.
2. I don't understand how people can skip breakfast. I HAVE to eat something in the morning or else I'll die. Not really but it feels like it.
3. Up until about the age of 15, whenever I went to a restaurant, I received a kids menu. It bugged the CRAP out of me. I wanted to hurl the menus at the waiter and scream, "I AM NOT A CHILD!" I understand I looked young for my age but I LOOK like a 6 year-old??
Tying in with this story, the other day I stuck my hand out of the car to give a NO on 8 protester a thumbs down. He yelled at me, "Can you even VOTE?!" *snicker*
4. Before I ever even took permit classes I liked to take my parents' land cruiser for spins down the street. I'd park it back in the garage and no one was the wiser. Then one day after said spin down the street I angled the car incorrectly when I drove into the impossibly small garage. It got stuck. I pulled it back out and white paint was etched into the BLACK, now DENTED driver-side door. I freaked. I immediately told my parents. Thankfully the white paint came off and my brother fixed the dent. Good as new. Though my dad now likes to tell that story to anybody who will listen.
5. I detest combing my hair. Yup. I only ever brush it when I get out of the shower but it takes FOR-EV-ER. Somehow in the process of washing my hair it becomes a thick, tangled, snarly mess. It is the most tedious part of my overall hygiene. I'd say it takes a good 15 minutes to comb it out completely. Seriously it's ridiculous.
6. I've said this before but I am a spelling Nazi. I am not exempt from my own spelling mistakes but I try to be error-free. There are a couple random blogs I read (none of which are linked on my sidebar) that are RIDDLED with spelling mistakes. I don't know why I continue to read them. It literally makes my brain hurt. The misuse of your and you're has got to be the worst. For example: "I told him, your going to regret that!" Arghh! Just typing that makes me want to pull my hair out. Also, what is with the random apostrophes people? There are some blog titles with this kind of header: "The Johnson's" Um....the Johnson's what? The Johnson's backyard? The Johnson's spaceship? WHAT?!
7. I am horrible at math. In school I was pretty good in Science (not chemistry), English and other classes but in math I was downright awful. To this day if I make cookies over at my parents' house and I have to double or triple the recipe I end up asking my younger siblings how to add fractions. It's embarrassing. I have diagnosed myself with math dyslexia. In high school I was in an Algebra Trig class with my best friend. We had an upcoming test and I studied my butt off. I paid rapt attention in every lesson and went over the pre-test about 6 times. My best friend? Yeah she slept through every lesson. I ended up teaching HER the material for the test. Test time came and I scored an 80%. Not horrible but certainly not great. My best friend scored a 99%! Admittedly I gave up after that. I was depressed after having worked so hard. That 80% was the highest test score I received during the whole semester. I abhor math.

Friday, November 7, 2008

I'm tacky

Diva found some tacky glue and came at me with it. "Honey what are you doing?"

"I'm trying to fix you."

Saturday, November 1, 2008

Pumpkin Love

2007........................ 2008 (She's been working out)

2007 .....................2008-You think those chickens recognize her?

No pictures of her from last year-she was the size of a walnut.
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