Thank You and Have a Nice Day! :0)

im tired of blogger

2006-09-11T10:41:00.000-07:00

you want updates check my myspace...

http://www.myspace.com/itsjustm3

Slideshow

2006-07-17T10:30:00.000-07:00

pictures pictures pictures!!

2006-07-15T21:58:00.000-07:00

Mini-Me

2006-06-22T20:07:00.000-07:00

So, Nathan loves this picture because he swears Amber looks like Mini-Me... which is weird because Nathan doesn't even like Austin Powers. ;0)
Anyways, here you go Nathan! :-D

Just a couple more...

2006-06-22T09:45:00.001-07:00

Mommy and Amber... (Did you see that? I'm someone's mommy...Amazing! :-D )

about three weeks old...

2006-06-22T01:19:00.000-07:00

Grandma Colleen and Amber

Ordering Takeout With Daddy...

Daddy And Amber

Uncle Joe and Amber

Oh yeah and... all these pictures and these posts are pretty much out of order... or maybe I'm just tired. *shrug* Who knows.

"...Honey, it's time."

2006-06-22T00:28:00.000-07:00

ok, so here's the labor blog for you.
Saturday night June 3rd, my very active labor starts at 9:33pm. (For any who would care to know "Active Labor" means the painful kind. So they tell you at the hospital that you go in when your contractions are 5 minutes apart for two hours. So by 1:30 in the morning they were 3 minutes apart... consistantly. I made the call to my mom and dad, they came up and Nathan and I went into the hospital. I'm all hooked up for like an hour to the monitors and the nurse checks my cervix and says since I'm only one cenimeter dialated they are sending me home, even though my contractions are so close together. They give me a pill that "will help with the pain so I can get some sleep", send us all home and tell me to come back later. So we all come back to the house and everyone goes to bed. The pill they gave me did NOTHING for the PAIN what it did was make me exhausted along with the pain. So I was just wanting to sleep so bad but couldn't because every 3-5 minutes I was having a contraction. So finally morning dawns and people get out of bed. I spend all morning down stairs on the couch having contractions...with my WHOLE family watching and timing them. (This is apperently very exciting). At this point I have no idea when to go back to the hospital, they have sent me home so many times that I'm afraid to go back. At 1:33 in the afternoon on Sunday my water FINALLY breaks which means they CAN NOT send me home now... so we all pack up in our cars and rush to the hospital. we get there at 2:30, check in, and when the nurse checks my cervix I'm 5 cenimeters dialated. In normal first pregnancy world that means I have like... 10 more hours of labor ahead of me. Well I guess my body didn't get the memo because my labor sped up, and got bad to worse. Just in case anyone is wondering I wasn't one of those women like you see in the movies who yelled and screamed and blamed their husbands for the pain and so on. I was just very sweaty and mostly quiet, (save the bit of moaning... like twice.)
ANyways, to make a long story short(er) we got to the hospital at 2:30 Amber was born at 6:23 so about four hours later.
I had/have something called Strep B infection, 40% of all pregnant women have this infection and its just a bacteria that your body produces sometimes. It's harmless to the mom but if it is transferred to the baby whilst its going through the birth canal it can be fatal. The infection in the newborn that strep B causes is the number one cause of newborn deaths in the US. So, in order to prevent the baby getting it during delivery the mother needs to recieve 3 IV bags of this antibiodic and the last one needs to go in at least FOUR HOURS before the baby enters the birth canal to be born. Well, since the idiots sent me home Saturday night I didn't even get the whole first bag of antibiodics before Amber was born. They checked her bloodwork after she was born for the infection and the normal newborns counts of the bacteria is 0.02 or lower, Ambers count was 6.4. She looked, and acted like a perfectly healthy baby but her blood work said we had to stay in the hospital for another week. During that week SHE stayed on an IV of antibiodic treatments to get her counts down to normal. So...We stayed. That is a WHOLE other story... three things I learned.

1) No woman who has just delivered a baby should ever have spend her recovery week sleeping in a chair in the pediatric ward of the hospital... They should give you a bed...

2) The one thing that is worse then going through labor to bring a beautiful child into the world is having to watch that poor child getting an IV put into her arm/head/foot/hand... (I'm pretty sure I cried as much, if not more then she did...)

3) I would go through four times the labor, and sleep in a chair for the rest of my days for Amber... I believe she is a miracle, and Every time I look at her I can't believe how lucky I am to be her mom.

To sum up here real quick... Amber Marie Was born on Sunday June 4th, 2006 at 6:23pm
She weighed 6lbs 9oz and was 20 inches long. We brought her home Monday June 12th at 11:00 am. She is strong and healthy and we are so blessed to have her with us. :0)

June 4th, 2006

2006-06-21T23:34:00.000-07:00

*aHEM* okay, here are some pictures of the day she was born... I'll try not to get carried away.

So, yeah.... Labor hurts.

That's my Grandma Fox and my Uncle Michael. They Came to the hospital expecting to sit through a long labor, but when they arrived the doctor was cleaning off Our baby!

Nathan, the proud daddy.

uh... Ya, right after she was born.

Mommy & Amber Marie

Oh by the way...

2006-06-21T23:30:00.000-07:00

In that last post, those pictures are of Amber when she is 16 days old.

I love her more then I could ever have imagined....

2006-06-21T23:22:00.000-07:00

:-(

2006-06-02T15:19:00.000-07:00

This has been the worst year in the whole history of years that anyone has ever even imagined. I could sure use a blessing right now, her name is Amber and all I hope is that she is a healthy child once she's born. I will be SO thankful if she's healthy because the way my life has been recently I wouldn't be surprised if she wasn't. In the last year I have lost a child, a house, our ONLY car, two grandparents, and today I lost Corrie. She's been one of my best friends for 21 years, closer then a sister and today she has made me very sad. I am trying to keep a stiff upper lip, which is getting pretty hard... So, any encouraging words would be appreciated.
Which is stupid because no one reads this blog so I don't know what I'm expecting. Nothing I guess, just the opportunity to have a three minute pitty party and get the thoughts out of my head. So I guess that's all.

Totally Exasperated

2006-05-31T08:40:00.000-07:00

*clears throat*

Ok, so no baby yet. But the doctor told me last Thursday that it looked like I was going to have her by THIS Thursday... So, now its Wednesday and no baby. We have BEEN to the hospital twice, for false alarms. Both times We were there for about three hours, almost four the last time... So the doctor ALSO said she would induce me if baby wasn't here by tomorrow. (since she's pretty much just sittin' there waiting to come out...) See, the problem is that my mother-in-law is a sixth grade teacher and she's on the class trip right now so no matter how much I want little Amber out of my tummy, (nine months of abuse... ouch....) and into our arms I can't find it in myself to let the doctor induce untill like Friday night when Debbie gets home. That also gives us a weekend. *shrug* I dunno. I bet though that if I go in tomorrow and the doctor says "Ok lets do it now!" I'd just cry... Because I think I'm pretty scared. I mean... I've never done this before and I'm told it hurts... alot... and also (I know I'm finally admitting it) No matter how much I want to be a parent I believe I'm pretty terrified at the same time. I mean.... It's kind of scary, It's REALLY scary. But something I really want so how do you deal with that anyways? What do you call that... a paradox or.... something. I dunno the word. *shrug*
My little brother is graduating from highschool tomorrow night and I might go down to Stockton to see it. But I dunno. I shouldn't really drive myself so it depends on if Nathan feels like going or not. Which I'm almost sure he would love to since we got the new van hes all into driving. It has cruise control... and he loves it. ;0) I would never have thought he would love owning a mini-van but... he does and he's got the carseat installed and everything. What a great Daddy... :0)
Anyways thats all for now...

_

2006-05-23T08:27:00.000-07:00

So, I could've sworn I was having the baby last night. But ...nope. So maybe that means soon, Maybe today *she asks hopefully* I guess we'll see...

scream

2006-05-18T16:22:00.000-07:00

What is WRONG with men?! You don't know? ok... they are idiots, braindead, greedy, hard to please, lazy, it's never their fault, the most UN-empathetic mammals on the planet, not observant, selective listeners, selfish, self obsorbed, dim witted... Arrgggg!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! So much more is wrong with them.
Sometimes I wonder WHAT GOES THROUGH THEIR HEADS! 0_o
If I was AS SPOILED as my husband ... I dont know what! But SOMETHING! Dang it!!!! *long, angry, high pictched scream*

By The Way...

2006-05-18T13:40:00.000-07:00

Uh... my blog looks weird. my profile part is way down at the bottom and I can't fix it... does anyone know whats wrong?

The Great Dr has spoken...

2006-05-18T13:24:00.000-07:00

Yeah, so uh... She's gunna be late. Yuck, more of this...
oh and the starbucks girl who made my coffee this afternoon didn't make it decafe. Which means I'm going to be moody for two days.
...I want to go shopping...

Ahem...

2006-05-18T09:33:00.000-07:00

So, hello everyone...

I've sorta lost my will to blog recently. It's too hot and I'm too swollen, clumsy and big to have any type of tolerance for trying to sound good on "paper".

Anyhow... Amber is almost here. Any day now she could come. I'm full term and we are hoping it's sooner rather then later that she decides to make her big debute *sp*

Ok, off I go to the doctor... wish me luck... maybe I'm dialated a bit. That would be nice. So, the question I have to ask myself is..."am I feeling lucky today? Well... Am I?!"

Grrrr...

2006-05-11T23:42:00.000-07:00

There is a hamster loose downstairs in my house. I am going to KILL my sister after I catch it in a mouse trap. She is not allowed anymore pets ever.... ever, she's too irresponsible. Have any of you ever met a 21 year old "woman" who couldn't take care of a hamster?! Well, her name is Corrie and she lives with me. *long peircing scream* THAT THING IS DOWN THERE CHEWING ON MY FURNITURE AND POOPING ON MY CARPET AND NO ONE CAN FIND IT!

I'm going to KILL it.

21 going on 30

2006-04-16T22:19:00.000-07:00

So, Nathan and I had our portriates taken for our anniversary. We got the pictures back this weekend. As I'm looking at the pictures I realize that... Nathan is aging with the type of grace reserved for a "Silver Fox". He gets better looking every year. I believe I can honestly say my best years are behind me. You know those years when I would run six miles three times a week? Yeah, I looked good then. I've traded in my thin, toned frame for comfort. Trust me when I say I've never been more comfortable in my own body as I have since I've put on some weight. Alright so anyways I was lookin' at the pictures and was amazed at how much like my mom I look. DOn't get me wrong I love my mom and if I'm going to look like someone she's my first pick... but see the thing is I don't look like she did when she was my age, I look like her when she was 35.

*long pause*

huh... So here I am, aging with all the grace of Roger Rabbit. Oh well, no biggie. I'm lucky....
I'm married to the love of my life, who loves me back... always a plus! I'm a month away from having a baby and she LOVES to shake rattle and roll already. My family has a roof over their heads, food on the table, (what does it matter if sometimes its Top Ramen?)
My point is I'm thankful, thankful for everything I've been blessed with. I know I've been blessed even though I never deserved it, the Lord provides and I'm thankful.
*Nods* ok, I think that's all. Yet another blog that starts out as something and ends something totally different. *shrug* Oh well.
See ya'll...

A comment on the last post...

2006-03-27T09:54:00.000-08:00

none of this is really good stuff but I just thought this was funny.... So nobody hate me Ok?

2006-03-27T08:09:00.000-08:00

I'M A CALIFORNIAN, THAT MEANS...

-I'm mexican or live next door to one

-Our chicks & dudes are WAYYYY hotter than yours

- I say "like" and "for sure" and "right on" and "dude" "hecka" and "totally" and "peace out" and "hella" and I say them often

- I know what real cheese & avocadoes taste like

-All the porn you watch is made here, cause we fuck better and thats how it is

- I don't get snowdays off because theres only snow in Mammoth, Tahoe and Big Bear

- I can wear sandals all year long

- I go to the Beach - not "down to the shore"

- I know 65 mph really means 80

- When someone cuts me off, they get the horn and the finger and they accept it and give it back, because that's the California way

- The drinking age is 21 but everyone starts at 14 (legally 18 if you live close enough to the border)

- My governor can kick your governors ass

- I can go out at midnight

-You judge people based on what area code they live in, and when asked where you're from, you give your area code

- I might get looked at funny by locals when I'm on vacation in their state, but when they find out I'm from California I turn into a Greek GOD

- We don't stop at stop signs... we do a "california roll"
No cop no stop baby!

- I can get fresh and REAL Mexican food 24 hours a day

- All the TV shows you "other" states watch get filmed here

- We have In-N-Out (Arizona and Vegas are lucky we share that with them)

- I have the most representation in the House of Representatives, which means MY opinion means more than yours, which means I'm better than you

- The best athletes come from here

M&M's

2006-03-26T13:30:00.000-08:00

So, I was just eatting M & M's and I know that they should all taste the same... they are CHOCOLATE flavored chocolates.... No matter what color you eat they taste the same right? Right... they should anyways. But If i pick out four yellows, pop them in my mouth ...they just don't taste as satisfying as when I just take four randome colored m&m's and eat them. Why is that? Is it just my brain tricking myself into thinking its different because of the colors? I don't know...

What do you think? You try it, am I crazy o~r do they taste better when all the colors are mixed and randome?

This is the most amazing thing ever...

2006-03-23T08:22:00.000-08:00

----------------- Bulletin Message -----------------
From: Liesel
Date: Mar 22, 2006 11:19 PM

More chalk drawings from Julian Beever. Scroll down slowly and stop at each new frame. Julian Beever is an English artist who's famous for his art on the pavement of England, France, Germany, USA, Australia and Belgium . Beever gives to his drawings an amazing 3D illusion.

People are actually avoiding walking in the "hole"

Which is the real guy &which beer is real?

The image below has been taken from a wrong angle:

Remember, both his feet in reality are flat on the pavement

Politicians Meeting Their End

This drawing of a Rescue was to be viewed using an inverting mirror

girl on a beach mat.

Make Poverty History drawing from the side(40 ft long)

Spiderman to the rescue

Batman and Robin to the rescue(SO COOL)

in order to repost, click reply to poster, and copy all the codes and stuff to a NEW bulletin

Here's to Us!

2006-03-20T15:14:00.000-08:00

Current mood: grateful

Here's to us! All the days gone by... here's to the Newsboys, the crushes, the miles and miles run, the excitement, the acceptence and rejections! Here's to no rent, few responsibilities, a savings account, living with mom and dad, late nights, early mornings, fresh new love, dreams for the future, Here's to Us!
When do you realize you're a grown up? Is it when you move away, have to take care of your own family, when the SMUD bill comes with your name on the envelope? Its a wearing-out process, it takes time, when you realize how many fond memories you have of your teenage years I guess... Some people live like they are NEVER going to grow up... Is that the way to go? WHat happens to those people when they've finished their tenth year in junior college... then register for their eleventh... When do you realize you can't BE that person forever? No matter where you are in life there's always somewhere to go, you can always move up. That's what people say anyways. I think there are only two choices, one is to grow up and face the real world. if you choose this, you set yourself up for more disappointments then you would have ever imagined. People disappoint you, you disapoint yourself, you encounter lots of pain and struggles, life turns out to be a roller coaster that you wish would just slow down, stop or find someplace level to ride. During this choice you will reaize how hard your parents worked to give you what you had, esspecially when you sit down to write out checks for your utility bills and rent... *which is worth it in the end, because you gain a sense of accomplishment for being who you are... and the love of your family makes everything worth it.*
Your second choice is to ignore any thoughts of growing up, the "who cares" attitude. The same people you see outside the Jr. College for any longer then three or four years without graduating or getting anything to show for their "work". This is sometimes the preferred choice only because it erases fear of the unknown. If you don't start paying the bills you'll never have to worry about that right? Well, yeah but you'll eventually be a begger on the street asking for money. Doesn't it get boring after awhile? doing the same things year after year with nothing to look foward to? Maybe not.
It's bitter sweet, because no matter what you grow up sooner or later. even if you're 25 and still a kid I suppose it will happen.
Oh well. Here's to us, growing up, memories, good friends, first jobs and all of life's milestones.

I AM NESTING!!!

2006-03-19T17:37:00.000-08:00

This is very unfortunate, especially since my house is normaly in a state of clean... Now I am vaccumming everyday, there's rarely a dish in the sink, I want to SCRUB every inch of both our bathrooms everyday which I usually do. I am obsessed with the clean, If Nathan touches animals somewhere he must change. I'm surprised I don't make him put on a sterile suit when he comes upstairs. When people come in they have to take off their shoes. Corrie's cat got into the house last night for like.... not that long, she was even in Corrie's ROOM and I flipped out... I was crying, I couldn't handle it, I was s~o mad I came upstairs and Nathan... poor wonderful Nathan went down and took care of it. NO ANIMALS IN MY HOUSE. I know it will go away as soon as I deliver, that's fine... it has to because my in-laws house is always just covered in dog hair... right now it's hard for me to go over there, and when I even THINK about bringing our baby over there I about pop a circiut. For those of you who don't know... this is normal in the last few months the fat woman becomes obsessed with something. That's what I'm told anyways.

I would like to take this molment to just thank my husband. Nathan has watched his passive, in shape, rational wife turn into an agressive, large, emotional ball of quirks and weirdness. He has hung in there like a champ and I think he deserves an award. Maybe I'll go out and get him a couple of flat moniters or something. Nathan Rocks.... for all of you out there that didn't already know that.

Now, off I go to find something to scrub, clean, mop... Whatever.

I... want... to... sleep...0_o

2006-03-11T02:44:00.000-08:00

Here I am, a~gain at 2:30 in the morning unable to sleep. Oh well, I think the worst part of not being able to sleep in the wee hours of the morning is being bored. Nothing really to do. I mean I could watch a movie, but I think I'd probably get bored of the movie. Lets see, I took a bath... for like an hour so that killed time. Then I thought I was relaxed enough to go to sleep, so I went back to bed.... laid there for ten minutes and realized I would not be able to go to sleep because I was hungry. s~o I got up, came down stairs and ate a bowl of cereal. Now if I go back to bed I'll have heartburn, so here I am. back on the couch, *sigh*

I wonder when blogging became popular. I mean... For some people it's great. If you are a good writer, people read your blog and go "o~h y~eah!" and go away with a smile on their face with something to mull over. For others, ( I like to put myself in this group) it's just ... words on the screen. I mean it passes the time, that's why I do it. But then I think..."Who really wants to read this?" well... no one. Somehow, even after that realization, I still blog. *shrug* So I guess if anyone reads this and gets bored... just don't read it anymore!

alright, enough from me....

2006-03-10T14:46:00.000-08:00

So, here's a question for ya... If I'm having a BABY and she's in my Stomache area why is the REST of my body FAT? Huh? Why? Is my ASS having a kid too? Is it really necessary for all this? I really doubt it. I'm eatting healthier then I did ever before and I look like a blimp. An OVERINFLATED blimp! Not that I mind the bigness. I know its going to go away again and I knew it was going to happen when we decided it's time for a baby its just that... why? WHY?!
And WHY do I have to be so HOT all the time?! my body temparture is through the roof, Im opening windows and my poor husband is freezing because its like 40 degrees and raining outside. Couldn't just one part of my body work PROPERLY just ONE. 0_O
And what dumbass down at Nathan's workplace decided he had to hold interviews on a Friday night? Huh?! WHO MADE THAT CALL? I want to know because I could really give them a LARGE peice of my mind right now! TRUST me everyone when I say do NOT mess with people who waddle. Esspecially ones who waddle because of pregnancy, They are already probably pissed off and my fuse seems to be extra short these days. In fact I would LOVE to kick someone's ass right now so if any of you would like to volunteer be my guest.
The good news is I pre-registered at the hospital today so what that means is this is almost over. You know WHY I'm so cranky because there are TWO girls right now. it's like having double PMS all at the same time. *Grrrrr....* >:-/
*sigh* anyways, that's enough from me today. I believe I'm mostly pissed because Nathan has to work late tonight and I'm lonely. Oh well, I could always sleep!
10-4, over and out.

2006-02-27T13:25:00.000-08:00

So... Early...

2006-02-13T05:37:00.000-08:00

I don't know why... But I am up at 5:26 in the morning. I have been up for 2 hours. I think it's because we're moving on Friday and I can't sleep while I think about all I have to do. :-p You know that feeling when you are laying in bed and you just can't stop thinking about a million things at once? Yeah, it sucks...
So, instead of just laying in bed and.... wishing I was asleep, now I get to sit here and watch infomercials and eat a leftover burrito from Taco Bell. Why is it that I pay like 70 dollars for cable every month but at 5 AM there's nothing on but back to back infomercials on EVERY SINGLE CHANNEL?!
Hmmm.... Bored, bored.... enough from me.... Ta Ta! 0_o

A Picture Share!

2006-02-09T09:05:00.000-08:00

Just testing

2006-01-25T23:39:00.000-08:00

There she is, My baby girl Amber Marie! We had our ultrasound yesterday and we saw her kick her little legs, strech out her little fingers. She Yawned for us and stuck out her tounge. It was just amazing. : )

2006-01-25T23:35:00.000-08:00

Here they are, Katie and Daniel. I believe once a Trekie always a Trekie.... By the way this is a really old picture...

The Final Frontier!

2006-01-25T23:08:00.000-08:00

So, when I was growing up two of my best friends were Trekies. In Spite of Katie's and Daniel's enthusiasm about space as the "Final Frontier" I never got into it. All of a sudden Star Trek the Next Generation reruns are all over the place and for some reason I can't get enough! It's weird, I figgure I must be really bord to be so intrested. I think it might be a little over the top to try and blame my newly-found nerdyness on my hormones.

That being said I believe that I can safely say I am a nerd! After all these years of feeling inadaquite and awkward around my buddys... Now I understand! I don't have to pretend Im something Im not anymore! I AM A NERD AND I'M PROUD TO BE ONE!

This is for all you fellow nerds out there... "Let it Be So.."

Pogs, Skorts and Power Rangers Oh My!!!

2006-01-22T01:25:00.000-08:00

You Know You're a 90's Kid If...

You ever ended a sentance with the word "Psyche!"...
You can sing the rap to The Fresh Prince Of Bel Air...
You've worn skorts and felt Stylish...
You yearned to be part of the Babysitters club...
You used to love playing with your "my little pet shop"...
You know that "whoah!" comes from Joey from "Blossom"....
And "How Rude" comes from Stephanie from "Full House"...
You remember when it was actually worth getting up on Saturday mornings to watch cartoons...
You wore a poney tail on the side of your head and had fluffed bangs...
You got super excited when it was Oregon Trail day in your computer class at school...
You remember reading Goosebumps...
You know the profound meaning of "Wax on, Wax off..."
You have pondered why Smurfett was the only female smurf...
You took plastic cartoon lunch boxes to school...
You remember the craze of slap bracelets...
You still get the urge to say "NOT" after every sentance, NOT!...
You knew that Kimberly the pink ranger and Tommy the green ranger were ment to be together...
You remember "I've fallen and I cant get up!"...
You remember what its like to go to the skating rink before there were inline skates...
You ever got injured on a slip and slide...
You wore socks over leggings scrunched down...
You remember boom boxes VS cd players...
You remember Alf...
You remember the New KIds ON The Block when they were cool...
You knew all the kids names and their life stories on Saved By The Bell...
You played and/or collected POGS...
You Used to pretend to be a MIGHT MORPHIN power ranger and owned a Skip It...
You owned at least one Nano and brought it every where...
You remember a time before the WB...
You used to wear those stick on earings not only on your ears but also on the corners of yiour eyes...
You've gotten creeped out by "Are You Afraid Of The Dark?"...
You thought Brain would eventually take over the world....

2006-01-22T01:01:00.000-08:00

There it is! The tree--TA DA! See that bar? Yeah that awesome one? I built that with my own two hands... I love it. :0) It's Pretty!

2006-01-22T00:59:00.000-08:00

Richard Rocks at christmas tree decorating!!

2006-01-22T00:58:00.000-08:00

Here is Nathan "helping" ...what an angry face, yeky....

2006-01-22T00:57:00.000-08:00

Bringing home the christmas tree 2005! So, every year a christmas miracle happens when I somehow get a six foot christmas tree in the four foot back seat of a compact car! Yay for christmas!!

2006-01-22T00:41:00.001-08:00

2006-01-22T00:41:00.000-08:00

...why are those other pictures sideways....Hmm...

2006-01-22T00:37:00.000-08:00

So, these are from Nathan's 23rd birthday! Happy birthday to you! Happy birthday to you! Happy birthday dear nathan-sexy-incredible-h~usband! Happy birthday to you!!!!!!

2006-01-22T00:36:00.000-08:00

Look at this, this is my cousin Kevin's little baby Andrew! Isn't he just so cute!?

Daniel!!!!!!!!

2006-01-09T18:01:00.000-08:00

Daniel! It's taken a couple years but you're looking very scruffy-oregon-mountain manish... When are you coming home... You belong in California, I'm begining to think you might NEVER come to your senses. What you don't understand is people leave Oregon to move to our sunshine-fresh fruit-fresh milk state. Now that you know... come home. Ok good, now I've had my intervention. Don't forget your roots!

2006-01-03T14:12:00.000-08:00

2006-01-03T13:42:00.000-08:00

Christmas tree '05

December 28, 2005 ~ Today is the first day of the rest of our lives.

2006-01-03T12:46:00.000-08:00

well, here we are again the end of another year. With new years fast approching I find myself indifferent. You see I have had this "habit" or "ritual" that for the first couple weeks of every new year I'm morbidly depressed, sad, mopey. I didn't know it was a habit untill last year. Nathan brought the pattern to my attention, so I thought alot about why I put myself through that.
To alot of people the new year brings a fresh start and new beginings. Then there's me, to me the new year brings a fresh start and new beginings. *chuckle* But usually I don't want a fresh start. Why would you want to start a new year when you could just keep on running this one out? What is the purpose? You're just one year closer to being old and senile! This is what I figure, my husband and I had the worst year in the history of years. Just this year, everything you could imagine to go wrong in someone's life... well it pretty much went wrong. All in one year, amazing. *shakes head* Don't get me wrong! I realize this is what we're due, pain and suffering is the norm. So I approch 2006 like none before it. I approch it with hope, with fear and lots of anxiety. I hope that this year brings more happiness then pain. I fear that my hope is nieve and childish. And I'm anxiouse because I'm not sure what else will happen.
The important thing is that Nathan and I are together and really that's all that matters. Because We've proven that together we can make it through anything.
Happy New Year!

December 6, 2005 ~ Hell hath NO fury like that of a woman!

2006-01-03T12:43:00.000-08:00

Hell hath no fury like that of a woman.... O~h isn't it true. When it feels like the bowls of hell burn in the pit of one's stomache, then and only then are you angry. When you feel that, you can be sure you have angered the beast... And then, *Poof* You find yourself laughing at something that's not really funny and its all over, tame as a newborn kitten. Women, who needs em!? *chuckle*

November 28, 2005 ~ In All His Infinite Wisdom!

2006-01-03T12:40:00.000-08:00

Alrighty, so what was god thinking when he gave women hormones? Was he sitting up there on a slow day, bord, thinking "hmmm, what could make this more intresting?" So he injects this stuff into us and he's been busy ever since! I'm telling you, I'm sure men pray alot more BECAUSE of moodiness, momentary bitchiness, weeping and womens miraculous ability to "read between the lines".

This afternoon, (during a particularly hormonal moment when my ability to blow things out of proportion was at its best) I found myself thinking "If women have to put up with all these hormones, what is something so equally nasty and terrible that men have to deal with?!". Then it hit me *BAM!* It's women! They have to deal with the women.... Huh... Then it all fell into place for me! We have to have these moments when we mutate to horrible women monsters just so the men have something terrible to deal with too. Now, I am convinced more then ever before that its all for the sake of entertaining god. There is no purpose to this terrible circle, except maybe to teach tolerance and patients. *shrug*

November 29, 2005 ~ Alcohol....

2006-01-03T12:35:00.000-08:00

Okay, Someone please enlighten me as to why is s~o much fun to go out with a bunch of "friends" who have a collective intellect of one retarded chimpanzee and get drunk? Why? WHY!?
The only alcohol bottle I've ever been close to was a bottle of rubbing alcohol and that was for a CUT. Yet, I find myself content, happy, and able to have a whooping great time on the weekends. Oh! and you know the kicker? I'M HEALTHY AND NOT HUNG-OVER AFTERWARDS! Wow, what a concept... it's an unhealthy habit, and I would guess that the kinds of people who need alcohol to have a good time shouldn't be trusted with the alcohol.
Once Upon A Time ...
There were two sisters, one sister hated alcohol (cydia)... The other(Lorrie) thought it was good (except when she was in the midst of a hang-over) The sister who hated alcohol (cydia) loved her sister very much. She tried to give her everything she wanted and made sure she was always taken care of. Well, Lorrie worked in a place where the friends she made had the collective intellect of a retarded chimpanzee. You see, when Lorrie went out with her "friends" they gave her hard alcohol. Well Lorrie doesn't know the difference between hard and not-so-hard alcohol so she drank, and drank.... Then she threw up and threw up for two hours.... Then SOMEHOW DROVE HOME.
--Lets take a minute here to all wonder why the police are too busy pulling over pirates to realize there is someone who is a danger to themselves and others in a one and a half ton hunk of shrapnal flying down the road. Why is that? If she was in jail at least I could go get her!
So the moral to our blog today is don't drink. Or If you are my sister and your going to do it anyways give my number to all your friends so when you've got alcohol poisoning, or been throwing up for an hour they will call me so I can bring you home where you belong.