Save the ta-tas!

Well, so far I've raised $1,295 for the Susan G. Komen 3-day for the Cure walk! I'm required to raise a minimum of $2,300 to participate in this amazing event. This is my first year and I'm not going to lie, I'm pretty nervous. I'm also super excited to be a small part of something so big! I've set my goal to $4,000 and will raise the amount if I meet my goal before the walk in November. Please donate to make this journey possible. I've added a widget (at least I think that's what they're called) to make donating easy. Please let me know if there is anyone you would like to have honored or remembered as I am going to make a shirt and they will make the 60 mile journey with me :o) Please pass along the link to anyone you know who might like to make a contribution as well. Thank you for your support!

Waiting impatiently...

Jerry has been out of town long enough!!! He left for 4 days and then returned for our camping trip to Missouri, only to leave again the day after we got back. He's been gone since the 6th and will FINALLY be coming home tomorrow. He'll be here for Saturday and Sunday and then leave AGAIN on Monday and will be gone for 5 more days :o( This whole traveling thing is dumb. I told him he could come home. I'll deal with his boss. He didn't go for it...

My mom came down from Denton and stayed the night to help pass some time. She also came up with a brilliant scavenger hunt for the kids to do at a local park to help entertain them. They got a prize for each of the things they found. Below are the items they were to find and the prizes they received for doing so:

• Find a stick as long as your foot..... If they did this, they got a football!
• Find 5 different kinds of leaves.... If they did this, she gave them a deck of cards!
• Find a feather.... When they found their feathers they received little flying rocket things!
• Find a flower.... They got whoopie cushions! "Because they both have to do with smells"
• Find a rock shaped like a heart.... They got Hershey kisses
• Find a bug.... They were going to get gummy worms, but the older boys are not supposed to have them because of their braces. Instead, they got water guns! "Because when you shoot people, it bugs them"
• There was also a bonus. If you could find a cloud that looked like something and show her what it looked like to you, you got bubbles!

The boys also had to write their names on their bags. For writing their names they each got a notebook with their initial on it. It was so nice to have her here and to have her help entertaining the kiddos. After the scavenger hunt we had lunch at Double Dave's, saw How To Train Your Dragon at the dollar theater, and then went for ice cream at Baskin Robbins. I would have to say it was a successful day! My mommy is awesome.

Today my dad treated us to Chuck E Cheeses! My brother, Christon, and my step-mom, Judith, met us there also. It was so nice to give all the kids tokens and turn them loose! I had about a 2 hour break :o) It was wonderful to see them and spend some time with them as well as relax a little. Thanks Dad!!!!

Through all the fun we've had and all the ways the kids have driven me to madness, I've missed Jerry almost as if I were never going to see him again. I've enjoyed the little break from "real cooking", cleaning the house and doing the laundry, but not enough to want him to leave this long again. Jerry will get home tomorrow and it won't be a moment too soon. He won't actually be home until almost 10pm. It's as if they are just trying to piss me off!!! "You can have him back, but it'll be at the end of the day and just before you all pass out from the 2 hellacious weeks you've been through." If I ever meet the guy that books flights for Jerry's company, he'll wish he'd done things differently! That oughta scare him.

So here I sit procrastinating putting the kids to bed, tired and wishing tomorrow would hurry and get here and then the weekend would last forever, thinking about all that needs to be done before Jerry comes home, hoping I get to talk to him one more time before I go to bed..... and waiting impatiently.

Jerry posted these to my wall on facebook today:

‎"I am no one special; just a common man with common thoughts, and I've led a common life. There are no monuments dedicated to me and my name will soon be forgotten. But in one respect Ihave succeeded as gloriously as anyone who's ever lived: I've loved another with all my heart and soul; and to me, this has always bee...n enough."

Thanks to The Notebook

I think we dream so we don't have to be apart so long. Ifwe're in each other's dreams, we can play together all night.

~Bill Watterson

If I had a single flower for every time I think about you,I could walk forever in my garden. ~Claudia Ghandi

Dear Holly, I don't have much time. I don't mean literally, I mean you're out buying ice cream and you'll be home soon. But I have a feeling this is the last letter, because there is only one thing left totell you. It isn't to go down memory lane or make you buy a lamp, you can take care of yourself without any help f...rom me. It's to tell you howmuch you move me, how you changed me. You made me a man, by loving me Holly. And for that, I am eternally grateful... literally. If you can promise me anything, promise me that whenever you're sad, or unsure, or you lose complete faith, that you'll try to see yourself through my eyes. Thank you for the honor of being my wife. I'm a man with no regrets. How lucky am I. You made my life, Holly. But I'm just one chapter in yours. There'll be more. I promise. Watch out for that signal, when life as you know it ends. P.S. I will always love you

Last one.....from Juno's dad:

In my opinion, the best thing you can do is find a person who loves you for exactly what you are.Good mood, bad mood, ugly, pretty, handsome, what have you, the right person will still think the sun shines out your ass.

That's the kind of ...person that's worth sticking with.

This was the best I could do to tell him how much I love him. I wrote it this afternoon.

Things here just aren't the same

When you're gone so far

But it's times like these I realize

Just how great you are...

I wake up and you're right there

With coffee and a smile

I kiss you gently as you leave

and say "See you in a little while"

You work so hard and love so much

It takes my breath away

You are all I can think about

As I go about my day

It's dinner time and I hear you

Coming in the front door

Kenny screams "Daddy's home!"

Who could ask for anything more?

We go lay down and talk a while

Then turn to go to bed

It is now that I thank God

For all that you've just read

But when you're gone so far away

My heart sinks to the floor

When I think of what you mean to me

I miss you all the more

So I'll just sit here missing you

until next our lips will meet

And when you return home to me

My heart will feel complete

I love love :o)

Daily dose of laughter

Because everyone needs to smile.

This is my niece, Brie. This face KILLS me! I can't help but to actually laugh out loud when I see this face. Possibly my favorite picture ever.

Feeling too tired and staying up too late.

Why do I do always seem to do this? I stay up far too late and then I'm exhausted the next day... I'll tell you why. Jerry, my wonderful husband of 5 years, is out of town in San Antonio. What does that have to do with getting to bed at a decent hour, you ask? He's my alarm clock. He is my alarm clock for almost everything I do. He wakes me up in the morning with sweet kisses and a cup of coffee, much less dangerous than a simple shake and "time to get up". I make dinner around the time he's going to be home. I do the laundry only because I can see he's starting to wear the socks with holes in the heels. And I go to bed when he goes to bed because I love to pillow talk. It's probably the most I talk all day, and that includes the hundreds of times I repeat myself yelling at my children to "knock it off!" or "calm down!!!". My poor and wonderful husband lies there and just listens to me ramble on about peanut butter and jelly sandwiches, or the line I stood in at Walmart, or my next "brilliant" idea for something. He has to go to bed an hour early just so there's enough time for me talk him to death before we actually go to sleep. He's such a good sport :o)

So, with that being said, this is the reason I'm up far too late and continue to be way too tired. Jerry has been gone since the 6th and won't be back until the 16th. Every night when I think "I guess it's getting pretty close to bed time.", I just keep sitting because there really isn't any reason to go to bed just yet. I'm tired, but all I'm going to do is go in there and lay there with the day still rolling around in my head. May as well try to beat Jerry's bejeweled score or check out what everyone has to say on facebook. Then before I know it, it's midnight! Now that may not sound so late to some of you, but around here we're in bed around 10pm. Then I try to get up at a decent hour so as not to throw off the schedule for the kiddos. *Yawn* Stupid schedule.

Don't even get me started on what the laundry looks like right now! It's terrible. I'll leave it at that. It's really hard without my husband alarm. Stuff just doesn't get done.

Right now, I'm so tired my eyes are burning like Vick's vapor rub on a diaper rash. Or salt in an open wound if you prefer that metaphor... But here I sit at my computer rambling on. It'll be interesting to see if you can tell from my posts when Jerry gets back home. I'll bet I don't post as often or as late... But for tonight, here's my pillow talk.

The pool party today at the apartments was pretty good. Trey (our oldest) took part in a tube race and won first place! He had to sit a tube, like you would float the river in, and paddle from one side of the pool to the other. He won by A LOT!!! I was pretty proud of him and for winning 1 st place, he got a $25 gift certificate to Old Navy. It was awesome. I tried to compete in the adult version, but due to the junk in this trunk, I had to settle for just putting my feet through the hole of the tube. I thought "I swam the back stroke in high school. Surely I can beat the rest of these guys if I swim the back stroke and just keep my feet in the tube". WRONG. I almost died. Honestly. I was in between 2 guys and they kept splashing to paddle to the other end and I kept breathing their splashes. Which let me tell you is not as enjoyable as breathing air. I don't even know where I finished... I just know I didn't place and I now have the cleanest sinuses in the metroplex.

After being at the pool for FOUR HOURS, we came home, showered and then had some friends over for a little socializing time. We sat around and talked, ate AMAZING queso, had a few beers and picked at the guitar. (A few weeks ago I decided I wanted to learn how to play more than Wild Thing really poorly. Between our neighbor, Justin, and videos online I'm starting to pick it up.) So far the only song I can play almost at tempo and all the way through is Jack and Diane by John Cougar Mellencamp. I also sing with it until the dogs start barking.... I'm currently trying to learn Good Riddance by Green Day. I've gotten all the chords down, but I can't seem to make it sound like a song. *Sigh* All in good time I suppose. I can also play the Chanukah Song by Adam Sandler, but it's pretty disjointed and slow at the moment. There are so many great songs that I can't wait to learn how to play!

Seeing as how it's almost 12:30 am and I need to do laundry tomorrow so the children don't have to walk around naked, I guess I'll call it a night. Consider yourself lucky that I can't pillow type as well as I can pillow talk. Time to turn in and see if I can wake up tomorrow ready for all the day has in store. It's bound to throw me a few curves :o)

Excerpt from an email

It is from the rantings in an email I sent to my mother that this blog has come about. She said she could see me being a blogger and I thought maybe it could be a good way to share a little of my charmed life. The email I sent my mom covered a variety of topics and then gave her an update as to my current disposition. Here is a taste of what she got:

"Things here are going well except for the feeling I get that my head will actually explode. I'm emotionally spent today had have not had a whole lot of patience the past few days. Or perhaps I've had lots of patience the past few days as all 3 children are still breathing and have no visible marks or noticeable limps. Though I feel like I'm hanging from the side of a cliff by the root of a dandelion, I have to say I look fabulous in my new dress. Which I suppose is all that really matters. At least when they commit me I can go knowing that along with a headline that reads something like "Bedford mom, pushed to the edge and down for the count", there will be a great paparazzi-esque picture to go along with it for page 1. "Yeah, she's crazy, but look at that dress. I bet she saved a small fortune on that thing." I think I'm going to have to take the flip flops back for a larger size... Oh darn, another trip to Kohl's. Tonight might be a night to put the kids to bed early, kick my feet up and have a beer. I'd say a margarita, but Jerry's not here to make it for me and blending is his job as I killed a fork last time I tried... We don't talk about that anymore. "


So far, I still look pretty fabulous, my head may still explode and I could still go for a margarita, but still think a beer will have to suffice. All in all it's a pretty typical day in my world. As it turns out, you really can't plan life.