Isaac's First Day of Kindergarten
Clarice's First Day of 4th Grade
Chelsea's First Day of 11th Grade

Isaac was apprehensive already and so scared. I drew a heart on his hand (and Clarice's) and kissed them......I told them if they needed me, or a hug, even a kiss, to look at that heart and put that hand on their face. It was crazy at the school, hundreds of kids and clowns....dogs dressed as clowns, clowns are creepy anyway, why clowns? He clung on to me, he was attached to my hip. They told us parents to stand on the grass while the kids lined up. Clarice was fine, she went right to her class line and being the 'social butterfly' she is I had no worries about her. Isaac on the other hand is more the type that has to study things out first and make a clear decision on whether it is something he really wants to do. He wanted NOTHING to do with Kindergarten. He was so scared, his whole body was shaking, he cried quietly, tears running down his face. I wanted to cry, my eyes filled with tears, I blinked them back knowing if I started it would make it worse. I knelt down by him and held him, introduced him to the kids in line. When we finally got into his room they had the parents sit at the tables and the kids on the floor in front of the room. Isaac kept looking at me and looking at his hand, than he would slowing move his hand to his face and hold it there for a minute. He did this about six times while I sat there. He was much calmer now, not so much chaos.....the teacher explained how the kids were going to play outside while she talked to us. He did fine. He went back for testing yesterday, and did great, he even picked a flower for his teacher and put it in a vase. He is working into the fact that he will be all alone on Tuesday September 2nd, his official first day of school which I told Jason he had to take him to, way to much for me to deal with again.

Chelsea had me drive her to the bus stop, and was out of the car. I of course video taped the whole thing, she was sooooo happy about that. I try and tramatize her, I want to cause therapy at some point in her life.....he he he....I think I am pretty close to that now!

All my kids are in school....and I am feeling a little sad, I promised myself I would be fine, I am not fine..... ;~(

It comes to me with a saddened heart and much distress on part to say good-bye to the office 'crushed ice' machine. I am an avid ice eater and not just ANY ice, crushed ice. I must eat 8 glasses a day. They are replacing my ice machine with a new crappy ice machine that only gives cubed ice. I can't eat cubed ice.....I will be in a deep depression for the next 18 years..... So I go in the break room to get my final glass and they had already unplugged it.......sigh.......depression....If I had a chain I would have chained myself to the machine......unless really.

It is a lovely Thursday morning and many weeks since I have blogged......to all of my two readers....I know how you have been waiting...and I am finally here to entertain all. I have done absolutely nothing entertaining except my work golf tournament (don't get excited I DONT golf). I was asked to man a 'hole' for carity (sounds wrong all in itself) 7th hole of the Hidden Vally Country Club in Draper. All that know me know I don't travel past Murray (sisters houes, or it won't even be that far, moto for me, if you can't get it in Bountiful you don't need it) so this was sooooo far away. Well, who knew there was a 'dress code'? I asked what to wear four time the week prior, no straight answer. So, I wore these really cute LEVI capries, and a even cuter baby doll shirt. I thought I looked hot. I finally get there after exploring the surrounding neighborhoods trying to find the 'effin enterance. I than walk up to the front of the Country club with all eyes on me (I thought that I was so hot no one could look away) NOT. I was right away told that no LEVIS were aloud and all shirts needed a collar. WHAT? I must go change. Well, since I live in North Salt Lake, and driving home would be out of the question in morning traffic, my best option was to buy new clothes. I was 'a little' pissed to say the least, this information would have been helpful last week one of the FOUR time I asked. Note to all the two people reading...... Not a lot of places are open at 7:30 that you can buy clothes at, nope, not ANY. I wandered around aimlessly for a half hour until I found the Super Walmart. I proceeded to buy cream color capries, a guys pink polo shirt and a brand new pack of white underwear (Underwear you ask? Yes, that day I was wearing BLACK underwear, not a good look on a golf course with cream colored capries on. If I was a hooker the looked would have worked, since I was manning a HOLE, but not at this upscale Country Club). I had to change my clothes in the bathroom of Walmart, visual that should be really thought about when I told you I had to buy underwear. Finally get back about 8:30, and head to my 'hole' which took five minutes on the golf cart. It actually was fun until they told me I had to pay for my own lunch....WTF? I politely said no thank you, becasue the alternative answer would have been as follows, are you 'effin' kidding me? After the fun was over I quickly got the hell out of there and promised myself that the Counrty Club life was not for me.

Today will be a very long day/night for me. My work day starts at 5:00 until 2:30, than at 4:00 I will be heading out to participate in the following Relay for Life. The Relay starts at 5:00pm and ends at 9:00am Saturday morning. I woke up this morning very tired all ready, I believe that I am going to need extra coffee today. Jason was going to go with me tonight, but I will now be doing it alone. It's okay though, it would be funner with him there but such as life, I tried to get someone in my family to do it with me, but no go. I am on a team with Sandy Leon who I work with (breat cancer survivor) so we will see how that works out, I'm sure I will get there and have a great time, I bring my own party, how could I not with all those voices in my head, JK, really, I am just kidding. Normally on Friday's I am excited and ready for the weekend, not so ready for this weekend. Busy.......

• Walk tonight/morning.
• Dish Network coming in the morning (they say morning but they really mean 4:00 in the afternoon), replace old dish, and receivers
• RC Willy coming in the morning, replace broken bench that has been on back order for 4 months
• Get 4 new tires - $915 later - ouch!
• Potluck with Jason's family - his sister is in from Vegas, I am not sure what to bring yet, maybe I will bring string cheese and a can of olives... :~)
• Laundry...lots of laundry...I usually do it through the week but I was really busy this week.
• Start on two baby blankets, Chelsea's friends mom is having twins.
• Work out - ahhhh - I like this one

And to top it all off, my friend visited this morning.....my monthly friend.....who really isn't much of a friend if you ask me.

This is what I was stuck behind yesterday for about two hours on the freeway, I was about a half a mile back and missed it by about 3 minutes. No big deal if I hadn't just drank 32oz of water an hour prior. I had a ultra-sound at 3:00, I didn't make my appointment. I was parked on the freeway from about 2:40 until 4:30. I remember exactly becuase I had to PEE. Than possiblities crossed my mind.

1. I could crawl in the back and pee in a bag of clothes I was going to take to the DI and than go home and throw them away.
2. I could pee in my favorite coffee mug......hell no....I would have to through it away...hell NO.
3. Get out of the truck and pee on the side of the road (and all that know me will know this is true) .
4. Ask the car ahead of me, full of kids, if they have an extra diaper.
5. Unzip pants and hope this helps by allowing more room.
6. Wait.........and cry, I really mean, I cried.

I picked.........drum roll please.........#5 and 6.

More to story......he he he.....really, this is funny!

I get home and Clarice is covered in Chicken pocks (one on the end of her nose and lots behind knees, by her crotch, tummy, arm pits, all the warm spots that they start)......go ahead.....ask.....'has she had them before?' Why yes, thanks for asking, she has, twice! This will make it three times she has had them. I go pick up Isaac, and, go ahead, ASK.....YEP....he has them too.....and yes he has had them before as well. My family tends to get chicken pocks more than once. So does my niece, grandma, and two of my kids. They have both had a cold so they could have had a fever, and with the weather being so hot, I really wouldn't have known. They don't seem to be horrible cases, but Clarice was really itchy last night. Bright side is that school hasn't started yet and they won't be missing school. Not so bright side is that I have a relay on Friday and family coming in from Las Vegas tomorrow. I am sure that Clarice and Isaac will be contagious through the weekend, until all have scabbed over. Oh well, I do have to laugh and count the other blessings:

1. I don't have them... :~)
2. Jason doesn't have them.... :~)
3. Chelsea doesn't have them.... :~)
4. Kids not in school... :~)
5. Both kids seem pleasant..... :~)
6. Excuse to leave work early..... :~) :~) (that one deserves a double smiley)
7. It couls be WAY worse... :~)

Much to be thankful for...

Much to smile about.....

I got my ring on Friday with much to my surprize....(I guess Jason can be spontaneous)....I love it...not to big not to small and I think that playing in the dirt with it will be fine. The best part is, that it only took three years :~) He did do it I really thought that I would never get one.

Chelsea is on a plane headed for home, after much grief and too many issues to list, I am finally getting her home. YIPPEE

Ashlee was laid off this morning after 3 days of work at her new job....they ended up not having enough work for the amount of people they hired. She works so hard to keep her family afloat, I try and help when I can but I have kids at home as well. Love that kid.....maybe my prayers will help, maybe reasons unknown mean she needs to look somewhere else.
ASHLEE IS COMING OVER TODAY WITH THE GRANDKIDS.....41 year old with two grand kids, hard to hold sometimes....oh well!

Clarice and I are going to start doing Yoga together. I already dabble a little in it at home, and I LOVE it. Clarice does some with Leanne, her aunt, and she can kick some little booty when she does it. I am going to make Chelsea do it with us too.

I love my kids.....I love my husband, some days more than others.....I love my Family......I love my life.

To all the powerful women in my life:

Live your life in such a way that when your feet
hit the floor in the morning, Satan shudders and says:

'Oh Shit - she's awake!!!'

I miss my Chelsea.....

Chelsea is at her dads in Iowa. Chelsea's step-mom mis-booked her plane ticket and instead of having her fly home on the 20th of July, she booked it for the 20th of August (she is a drunk, seriously). I told Chelsea to tell Jackie(step-mom)to change the ticket, she refused! So I took matters into my own hands and told Tim(her dad). I explained the whole horrible situation to her dad, who has been gone to Iraq, and said he would do it immediately. He had no idea, and I hated having to tell him that Chelsea wanted to come home because of his wife. His wife is a great lady who really does love Chelsea, she just has some issues that she needs to work through before I want Chelsea back out there again. I told Tim this and he agreed. My heart aches for Chelsea in hopes that these 'issues' will be taken care of soon so she can go back out to be with her dad who loves her dearly.

I love my sisters.
They make me happy.
They make me smile.
Love you!

Redneck deep thought of the day:

If the biggest compliment you got at your wedding was
how cute your baby was...you might be a redneck.

I am so very excited....currently there is showing at the

Utah Museum of Fine Arts the following artists:

Monet......

Picasso.......

Van Gogh......

Renoir.....

Degas.....

Dali.......

Artwork is on exhibition from the Cleveland Museum of Art.

It is only making four stops in the US and WE are one of them.
Van Gogh is my favorite artist ever....I love his work...I want the following, just prints....he he he, like I would EVER get an original!! They would look great in my living room and would make me warm all over to know that I have them. This is really the only big gift I have asked for (other than a new wedding ring, whole other story, that I don't want to get into, just know that my 10th wedding anniversary was the worst anniversary I have ever had).

We did it.....

I wasn't first....

I wasn't last.....

I crossed the finish...

The woman that starts the race isn't the same woman that finishes the race.

The RACE is ON...

We head out to Denver today for the race on Sunday......
I have decided to DO IT...not to win...to finish....

Pray for me.....

Think of me....

Love you all!

PS....Hilary thanks for all the gear I borrowed! If I drown you will need to fish me out to get your pants back. HE HE HE Not that funny really.

Today I still feel like I am in the 10th circle of hell (whatever that means, it just sounded good) about not being ready for the Triathilon......I cried most of the night, of course Jason wasn't home. Jason doesn't seem to get it and I am irrated that he never listens to me. I can truly carry on a full conversation of 2 - 3 minutes sitting RIGHT next to him and he doesn't hear a single word I say. Than he has the nerve to get mad at me because I won't repeat it. It is getting worse and I feel like he has learned to tune out the sound of my voice. I know that sounds harsh but that is really how I feel. I get so angry at him and he just thinks that I am negative all the time, it seems that it is the only time that I can get his attention. Horrible circle of effin' life. He does his 'side' jobs five days a week and we, as a family, never see him. When he gets home he walks right by me like I am not even there, he hasn't touched me in weeks, that in turn makes me think horrible thoughts about what he is really doing at night. I feel like I am invisable, I'm sure he feels the same, but thanks to my inheritated stubborness I will not budge. I will just cry when he can't see, do all the things I am expected to do, put on a smiley face for all those to see, and reach yet another depth of depression I haven't reached before(11th circle of hell). If I was allowed to have friends I could vent to them but that is a whole other story.

No matter what you've done wrong...
always try to make it look like the dog did it...

10 Days until we head to Denver. I should have been going to do the Triatholon with Sharon and Shelby, but due to unforseen 'issues' with my body.....I am going to have to do it next year. I am truly depressed right now and on the verge of tears. I have been tring so hard for this, I joined a gym, I exersied daily, I prepared my family for time away from home, I ran a 5K to prepare, but here I am feeling horrible about how my body is not prepared or ready for this. I AM feeling sorry for myself and I am okay with it. I am usually upbeat and pleasant, not today.....I will be better later.....after, after the 'D' day or should I say 'T' day is gone......
Forgive the bitterness.....

Hilary introduced me to a something that I must have and belongs with me (that I will be making tonight)I will love him and hug him and kiss him. I love him so much......! Please see below:

We just came back from camping on Monday, our annual Great Baisn trip.....It is so beautiful up there. I will have to say with it being so cold lately that we were all a little afraid of what the weather would be, but we packed for five and included an extra pair of shoes anyway.....

• Day One: we left at about 7:30am, and started our four hour drive to the 'mighty' Great Basin. Once there we headed to the 9500ft camp ground that we always stay at, we knew when we got there it might be a problem because the mountain was covered in snow. Sure enough it was a problem.....'our' spot was covered in almost two feet of snow.....boo hoo...so sad, becuase I love waking up at the base of the cirque.....see above.....so we move further down the mountain to another camp ground. My heart actually ached that we couldn't camp at the top. Set up tent and three air mattresses - funny story, will tell more on day two. Had tin-foil dinners for dinner.......yummy! We always eat well while we are camping.
• Day Two: Jason and I woke up refreshed on our foot high air matress and look over and both of the kids air mattresses were flat as a pancakes they might as well have been sleeping on the ground.......he he he....needless to say the one air mattress had poped and the other had a slow leak, the air pump broke, and Jason had to inflat the air mattress every night with just the air in his lungs, can't help but laugh at that one. We went exploring the west desert for nine hours.......Jason's idea......I will have to give you an incredible highlight of that day though. We, just by chance, drove to the base of a hugh cave in the Moriah Mountains. It was about half way up the 'mountain' and spectacular looking, I look at Jason and Jason looks at me and we both agreed that we should take the kids and do the hike.....after all it didn't look too bad...and I knew in my heart there would be Indain ruins in that cave. Why do things always look sooooo much easier from the bottom.....you see where this is going right? The 'little' hike ended up being about 4 miles up round trip with an elevation gain of about 3000 - 3500 feet. All of the kids cried and thought they were going to die at numerous parts of the hike, and in my heart I thought I was too. The tallis under my feet slipped with every step and one step ended up being two. The small rocks at the bottom were boulders up close and what we thought were bushes were trees that we had to crawl under and through. We questioned our judgement about halfway up but realized that we were too far at this point to turn back. By the time we finally made it up there I realized that I would do it again (without the kids), it was full of Indian ruins. I was in utter awe of what I was seeing and cried like a baby. The homes were constructed of pine needles, mud, and old wood, not much left of them but there was enough for me. Nothing was touched and it was left the way we found it. Our camera was broken but the whole thing is video taped. We stayed for awhile to soak in what we were looking at and than prayed for our safety on the way down the mountain, we knew it would be worse going down. Jason would take one kid down in his arms about fifty feet and than go up for another one, as you can see we made it! The 'little' hike took 3 1/2 hours. I thanked God for letting us arrive safely. But my heart aches that we didn't spend more time. I found out that the Indian ruins were probably of the Freemont Indians which occupied the area from 1200 - 1295 AD. The rest of the day isn't nearly as eventful as that, in fact the rest of the year won't be as eventful as that. I did have to mention to Jason a few times that I felt like I was in the movie 'The Hills Have Eyes'. We were literally on a dirt road ALL day. My sweet, adoreable Jason always takes the road less taken, how can you get angry about that unless you are on hour 6 of the road less taken. Isaac kept saying, can we go home? Please can we go home? Jason kept telling him we were taking the long way home....he he he.....Packed a lunch and treats in the car for the day....we had steaks for dinner with fire baked potatoes, why does everything taste better when you are camping?
• Day Three: We went to Ely to look for a new pump, could find a store that would sell one....he he he...still laughing about Jason having to blow one up every night. We roamed around on the other side of Great Basin, explored the remains of mines (they are ALL over) and resued a calf. Funny story...we are heading to Ely and there are cows all over, there was a calf on the side of the road on the outside of the fence and the mother cow was on the inside of the fence right next to the calf. We all noticed and hoped that it would find its way back in the fence soon to be with mommy cow. Sever hours later when we were driving back to camp we drove by the calf and mommy and they were in the same place still but no other cows were around them this time they had all moved on. Baby still on outside of fence mommy still on inside of the fence. Jason is all distraut that he calf is going to run out in traffic or starve but drives on, 10 -15 miles later Jason is still quite and looks distraut, I look at him and say, 'You want to go back and help the cow?' Quickly he says,'do you mind?' well of course I don't mind....WTH does he think, the fact he waited 15 minutes was funny, if I hadn't said anything would he wait until we got back to camp to turn around and help the cow? So we head back and rescue the calf back on to his side of the fence. Calf and mommy run into the field, we felt liekwe had saved the day......or the meat we would be eating in a year. Not to make fun, but we had hamburgers for dinner....I am still laughing.
• Day Four: It rained all night long, but we figured it would and covered everything with the two tarps we brought. When I opened the tent to go out that morning the rain was at a drizzle and fog covered the camping site to the point that you couldn't see 10 feet in front of you. It was beautiful...We went on a 7 mile hike with the kids around the mountain to the other side, after the hike the day before this one was cake. It was level and the veiws were incredible. They claim that on a clear day you can see for 100 miles, I will agree with that. Had a picnic at Wheeler Peak, the snow was almost gone and someone had taken 'our' camping spot. Jason took Isaac and Clarice and took a 3 1/2 mile hike down the mountain, Chelsea wouln't go so I headed down the mountain in the 4Runner to meet them at the bottom. I parked and left Chelsea and headed up the trail to meet them. Than we took another drive on roads less taken....fun! Really it was fun, we found more caves that we didn't have time to hike to that really didn't look that bad....you have heard that one before... :~) For dinner we had Bratwurst and fire baked potatoes.......yummy.
  Day Five: We decided to go home early. We packed up and headed home, it was a little sad but we knew we would be back. We weren't able to hike to the the Bristlecone forest due to snow on the trails up to four feet, that was sad for me the trees are astounding, thousdands of years old, literally.
  

Thoughts for today:

If you met my family you would understand.

If you move your couch and find 14 cigarette lighters, $11.37 in change, and a 6 year old TV guide......you might be a redneck...!

Saturday was the 'Holbrook' Family Reunion........

(Noele, Hilary and I wore matching shorts, very loud shorts, but sooooo cute, Hilary will have to add that picture, I don't have a camera)

Highlights are as follows:

1. I AM completely normal....don't argue with me....trust me on this one, I AM normal....all these years I thought that I was odd and a little off, nope, not anymore. Our family was the normal one here, if you must sit down to read this it's okay, I understand.
2. Colored name tags by family-helpful due to the fact I haven't seen the family in 10 years. We were orange, my favorite color!
3. I saw at least six people who added their last names to the tags....note to all, we are all part of the SAME family, i.e. last names on the tags not a requirement.
4. Jell-O, everyone had some, but us......Jell-o reminds me too much of a Jell-o shooters......good memories, great memories.......
5. Boggers...I got to see two people with boogers coming out of their noses, they were adults, not the kids......PS...I just threw up in my mouth a little.
6. All families are dysfunctional, mine included.
7. I saw some extremely large belt buckles.....why?....Why do they wear them, doesn't that cut off cirrulation to 'parts' or are they compensating for not having the 'parts'? I am so confused, can't we all just be happy with what we have......humm.....did I just say that? I'm not too happy with what I have, my breast have gone south, and the wrinkles on my forehead look like tire marks.
8. I want to let everyone know that this reunion was scheduled on my grandma's birthday, who passed away 16 years ago. My aunt looks JUST like my grandma, so she thought it would be funny to dress in grandma's old dress, her glasses, and her wig and come out and pretend she was my grandma. I was soooooo creeped out by this, WTF, I seriously thought it was my grandma. TOP THAT.......?!?!
9. One thing I did miss was that my dad and uncle are too old to run from opposite ends of the room and bounce off each others stomaches.....true entertainment.
10. All teasing aside, it was fun.....we missed not having Chris, Sharon and Jack there, it will probably be the last one we have due to the age of the aunts and uncles. I love them, they are all my family and I would walk with them always and be proud to say they were my family.

*****Remember that we all walk to a different tune, who says yours in the right tune? Sing the song and listen for something a little different, it's fun to be different, it keeps people guessing.

The reasons why EVERYONE loves Fridays.....(Oh happy day, oh happy day!!)

1. It is nap day for me! I only nap once a week and I have made that official day to be Friday's!
2. Dress-down, I don't have to dress up on Friday's.......
3. I only work until 1:00, which is still 8:00 hours for me (I am lucky, I think, to have a key to my building so I can come in as early as I want) but back to #1 it is nap day!
4. Two days until I have to go back to work. This weekend even better I don't have to back for THREE days.
5. I can watch my husband drink and act like I used too.
6. I don't have to hide my tatoo for two whole days - can't show my tatoo at work...might offend someone, I can't tell you how many people I have offended by this 'leaping gecko'.
7. I can swear like a trucker if I want and no one will care.
8. I can go 'commando' and Jason won't even question it......no underwear and bra means Friday. BTW...Who came up with the whole 'commando' thing anyway, could someone think of something better to call it?
9. I have an excuse to play this http://acne-be-gone.freeonlinegames.com/
10. Can't help this one, it is vital on a Friday......he he he....love this thought of the day: Some people are like Slinkys, they aren’t really good for anything but you can’t help but smile when you push them down the stairs.

I tried to attempt for the first time last night since my operation to do sit-ups. Well, that was very unsuccessful. I was able to complete 10, I went from 100 (a night) to 10, WTF??? I felt like my insides were stretching out of me. So I attempted to do some other things all of them as unsuccessful. I haven't worked out in weeks and needless to say I feel awful about myself. I was so sad, and I am feeling like a

big fat slug.

Oh well.....with time this too will pass, but officially I will not be doing the Tri......... :~( So sad.......sniffle, sniffle, sniffle!

Mother Day Activities:

Slept in until 9:00 - I haven't done that in years......

Breakfast made for me of pancakes bacon, eggs and toast.

Picinic on Antelope Island, all in all it was pretty fun except for the biting flies that I wasn't aware of, I did bring insect repellant but it wasn't nearly strong enough. My mom and dad went and they said they had a great time........I would go back and hike the peak but again back to those flies!

Did some PMSing about how helpful Jason is on Mother's Day. (I pack for picinic, I load for trip, I carry all food down for the picinic, I make the sandwiches, I pack everything back from the picinic, I watch the kids while Jason wanders around aimlessly - Happy Father's Day)

Stopped at Target while Jason went to Home Depot.

Took a nap.

Had Arby's for dinner.

I went back to work Monday......I was so sore by 7:00am, so I went home, called the doctor, and had him refill my Loratab perscription. The Lord loved me when he made pain killers. I have healed VERY well, and all and all am doing great!

I am afraid that I won't be ready for the Triathalon at the end of June. I can't start running again yet due to the riping of the stitches on the inside. I am so sad, I have cried and cried over this. I really wanted this. But I guess there is next year, right? I will still go to the race to support my sister and my sister-in-law, and cry with them at the end. I love my family and will support them in anything they do.

My Lilacs bloomed on Tuesday (coincidentally two years to the day that my grandpa died) they were brought here from Germany over 100 years ago by my great grandma Wegner. They are beautiful this year....I have more blooms this year than I ever have.

Last blog post for the next 7 - 10 days.....
Unfortunately, I will be laying in a hospital bed eating Jell-O

Don't get me wrong Jell-O is great when made the right way
With booze, not that I drink any more, it will be 19 months on May 2nd.
I don't need much while I am in the hospital for at least 3 days
Maybe even 5 days depending on what they find
I would like the following while I am there:

1. First and fore-most DRUGS(ones that don't make me remember a damn thing)
   
2. My husband and kids, do you think they will bring in 4 rollaway beds (does insurance cover somthing like that)? Sorry babe, you came under drugs but I am sure you understand!
   
3. Cable TV, if I have to be in there I want to be watching Law and Order.
   
4. Recover in record time and have them send me home early.


5. Poo.....can't leave until I poo, have the big BM.


6. A window with a view of more than the parking lot
   
   

I vow to smile be happy and make friends with the staff......I would like to be home for Isaac's birthday on the 29th.

Spring is in the Air.......

Who doesn't love spring?!?!

The freshly budding Lilacs

(Thanks grandma, I think of you every time I see them)

The birds singing.

The smell of rain.

Tulips, Daffodils, and Heather

The warm sun.

The world is green again.

The kids blowing bubbles in the yard.

Love is in the air.......

(Jason sang that to me on the phone, not well, but funny, he just wants to get 'lucky')

Butterflies

ME

(on the right, just in case?!?!)

Jason

(on the left)

Notice Jason's legs are a little higher

than mine, he makes me sick...JK

I am truly proud of both

of us!!!!!!!

LOVE YOU JASON

(for all of your support and true torture I sometimes put you through)

I did it......

I did it......

I did it......

I did it......

I DID IT........and I will do it again!

(in fact Jason and I are already planning on doing more)

I only threw up once the night before the race.....and why?!?!

I am so proud of myself!!!! I can't believe that I did it!

When I crossed the finish line I cried, I cried and I cried.

I never thought, ever in my life, that I would complete a 5K.

I wasn't last, there were about a thousand people behind me.

Sorry, I can't help it, this is one of my favorites!!

1. Cows
2. The Constitution
3. The Ten Commandments



C O W S

Is it just me, or does anyone else find it amazing that during the madcow epidemic our government could track a single cow, born in Canadaalmost three years ago, right to the stall where she slept in the stateof Washington? And, they tracked her calves to their stalls. But they are unable to locate 11 million illegal aliens wandering around our country. Maybe we should give each of them a cow.

TH E C O N S T I T U T I O N

They keep talking about drafting a Constitution for Iraq . Why don't we just give them ours? It was written by a lot of really smart guys, it has worked for over 200 years, and we're not using it anymore.

T H E 1 0 C O M M A N D M E N T S


The real reason that we can't have the Ten Commandments posted in a courthouse is this: You cannot post "Thou Shalt Not Steal," "Thou Shalt Not Commit Adultery," and "Thou Shall Not Lie" in a buildingfull of lawyers, judges and politicians...It just creates a hostile work environment.

24 hours and counting........tomorrow morning at this time we will be leaving our house for the 5K..........hold on let me vomit a minute...........Okay I am back.......HELP ME. Last night we went to pick up race stuff and I almost got sick there........Breath in, breath out! I can do this, I really can, what the hell is my problem!

Okay, enough of that! Here is my Happy Bunny for today!!!

Thought for the day: Handle stressful situations like a dog. If you can't eat it or chew it. Pee on it and walk away.

How Stinkin' cute is this bike.......?????????

I think that I want this bike for my birthday.

I have decided that to not be disappointed on my birthday I will make a list of other things that will be acceptable for my birthday.......since the bike right now is way out of our budget.

1. Bath and Body products......please nothing stinky.
2. Clothes for summer, I'm not picky anywhere is fine.
3. Sunglasses
4. Sandles
5. Aveda
6. Office supplies, cute ones...note books...colored pens, with bold tips.
7. Hair stuff, cause I have hair now.....
8. Eye brow wax, my brows are starting to crawl away.

The luckiest girl ever......ME.....no, not me!

Clarice and Isaac go outside to play on Saturday Clarice is out there for about 10 minutes and comes running in with the most beautiful, and perfect, Four Leaf Clover. I am forty, for another three weeks anyway, and have never found a four leaf clover. Of course we dried it and pressed in in a book. The best part is, that she went back outside for 15 minutes and was able to find four more. We have - four - Four Leaf Clovers. I have included some fun facts about four leaf clovers:

• The odds of finding a 4-Leaf clover is estimated at 10,000 to 1.
• The four leaf clover is a universally accepted symbol of good luck with its origin ages old.
• According to legend, Eve carried a four leaf clover from the Garden of Eden.
• According to Irish folklore, finding a stem of clover with 4 leaves will bring you good luck, but finding a clover stem with more than 4 leaves will not bring you even more luck.
• The mystique of the four leaf clover continues today, since finding a real four leaf clover is still a rare occurrence and omen of good luck.

One week until the 5K.....I am really nervous.

Two weeks from today and I go in for surgery.

(Which one should I be more afraid of, not sure yet, I will update that one later)

I KNOW that I won't be running the whole time, which is fine, it is my first race EVER, but as long as I come in before the guy in the wheel chair I will

be fine.

Jason and Hilary will be running the race with me, I already told both of them that they don't need to wait for me.

Enough Blah, Blah, Blah, let's get to the happy bunny for today!

Yep, that's me.....It is always a great ice breaker, 'Hey, did you know I am crazy?" There are so many things that you can get away with if people think you are crazy:

• It is okay to talk to your pen, and tell it how much you love it, and rub it up against you face, maybe give it a little kiss.
• Lick rocks, spit on them, want to eat dirt, in fact eat it.
• Leave $100's of dollars of jewery in the kitchen window sill, but lock up your office supplies, don't want somebody to steal them.
• Write notes on toliet paper becuase you don't want to use your cool paper.
• Throw buffalo poo to see how far you can throw it.
• Moon as many people as possible without getting arrested.
• HORDE, HORDE, HORDE.....all office supplies, pens, paper, paper clips, highlighter, sharpies, colored pencils, scissors, POST-ITS, pencils, don't share them, in fact don't tell anyone you have them.
• Walk around in the snow without shoes on, and when people ask if your feet are cold tell them, 'NO' even though your toes are purple and you can't feel them.
• NEVER, never, give a straight answer.
• Collect seeds from a plant nursery from the trees, flowers, shrubs, put them in a envelop and leave. Put them in your fridge to germinate.
• Throw utinsels down a dry well, and listen to the nosie they make when they hit the bottom.
• Build sand castles in the gutter.......as an adult!
• Make a purse out of scotch tape and staples.

Each one of these is something I have done, and NO ONE has questioned it.....would I change that....HELL NO.....I like me, you like me, they like me, everyone likes me....he he he....humility is one of my best traits.....

Well........It is offical, Isaac will be in Kindergarten this fall. My last one to go to school. I tried to be a hard-ass by telling everyone here at work that I would be fine, that I would save in daycare, that I would be excited to see him go to school. If the truth be told, I LIED I am going to be a blubbering idiot, you know the kind, the one that cry so much that you can't tell the difference from there tears or boogers. The 'rich' people on the hill (I live on the ghetto side of NSL) are going to push their kids away from the crazy lady. Do you think that it would be too much if I put a GPS devise on his ankle and track his every move? I already know that my kids will need therapy due to me, but after all isn't that my job? My little man is no longer little. I took him for his shots last week and he hits the 98% for his height.

This is where the family is headed this weekend, to get TOPAZ. Hopefully, weather permitting we will be able to find lots and lots of 'fun stuff'!!!~ We will get up early, wear warm clothes, pack a lunch, and have fun playing in the dirt, Oh, and don't forget the rock hammers and chisels, with homemade rock bags for each kid..............including me. On the way home we will probably stop to get GEODES.......I hope the weather is good.......if it is bad we will not be going.
http://geology.utah.gov/utahgeo/rockmineral/collecting/topaz.htm

The OBSIDIAN collecting is right by the Topaz so we will probably stop for that as well.......la la la.....whoo hoo

It is good to be me.......

It seems like a fair fight to me! he he he.......

Go Eagle, it's your birthday!

It is Thursday....my Friday......tee hee....I know you are jealous!

When I drove to work this morning at 5:05 I could see the moon it was lovely, it is now 6:05 and a blizzard......welcome to UTAH......

I watched the worse movie in my life last night and I am still pissed off about it......see below.....

As everyone knows I am a huge Stephen King fan, I love his books. I know that he has never been 'warm and fuzzy'. I read this short story, but I don't remember it being this horrible!

In the 40 years of my life I will rank this as one of my top three worse movies! I am still shaking my head in disbelief....stupid movie!

Side note to yesterday's Blog:

I am not impressed with my new running shoes, I am taking them back...not so cute anymore or that functional.

Oh well.....I will go find a new pair this weekend. I think I am going to stick with the Nike's, they fit me well and I like them.

Reasons why Ember is not allowed to take two days off:

1.People don't understand it when I talk to myself like Ember does........she just nods and smiles, others just look at me funny and go in their managers office and close the door. Than I get an e-mail from HR on Marriott's great resource line, that is FREE, they didn't help me.
2.Jared doesn't come over here to talk to me, he comes over to see what treat Ember has on her desk and than pretends to be over here to say 'hi'. It didn't take long to figure that one out.....come-on give me some credit.
3.The voices in my head are starting to make sense, and plotting against me.
4.Brett is an option when I am bored and need someone to talk to........for the love, I have died and gone to HELL.
5.She laughs at my jokes.........I have trained her well.
6.I give people things to make them talk to me, I gave Jared a pen, beef jerky, and Triscuits so he would talk to me, than he kicked my heater and walked away.
7.Felt like poking my eye out 387 times, I just couldn't see 'them' kneel in each others pods and whisper any more.........HELP ME
8.I talked to Laury and Tresea for social reasons........PLEASE HELP ME
9.And the best reason yet, I didn't mind knocking knuckles with David.

You ask who Ember is, she is one of my very best friends here at work! We are pretty much peas in a pod........she has been off for two days, I know, TWO days??? That really shouldn't be an issue, well it is for me....I am lonely and don't have anyone to chat with! At least she will be here tomorrow!! yippee, happy dance, humming a little ditty.....Love you EM

Yes, I am STILL at work......help me I am drowning!

For the LOVE.....could this day go by any

S
L
O
W
E
R.........?!?!?

I'm ready to shoot myself in the foot!

3 and 1/2 weeks until the 5K......I am soooooo nervous. What happens if I can't run the whole thing and I have to walk part of it, AND, I registered Jason to run it with me for moral support and so he can work out with me, guess what, since 3/7/08 he has worked out once, I have worked out 6 to 7 days a week. Problem is, he will still probably kick my ass. Just proving once again I will have no one to blame but myself, damn it, if I do shitty.......he he he.....I bought me some running shoes yesterday....pink and gray...kind-of cute plus functional, go figure.

Happy St. Patrick's Day!!!!!

(he he he he...ha ha ha ha)

That is very funny!

What other day of the year is it acceptable to

drink beer that is green?!?!?

(Not that I drink beer! It has been almost 18 months with no booze.)

Things that I love about St. Patrick's day:

1. 
   
   
   Green - who doesn't love any shade of green?
   


2. 
   
   
   Corned beef and Cabbage...(yummy, I made this yesterday, I now remember how much I love cabbage, but how much it doesn't love me.)



3. 
   
   
   The four leaf clover



4. 
   
   
   How they can dye a whole river green for 4 full hours.....?!?!?



5. 
   
   
   Kissing the Blarney stone, what is a Blarney stone?



6. 
   
   
   The pot of Gold at the end of the rainbow...... :~)

I guess the sooner they 'move on' the better the gene poll will be. Are they actually doing the gang sign for 'The West Side'?

WTH?!?! Where are their parents? I bet they are taking their picture, I would be so proud. At least you know what to get them for their birthday, a pack of smokes and a new lighter.

I will have to admit I was a smoker until recently. I desided that being healthy was better than lung cancer. Now the smell to me is horrible. Thank the good Lord for Cantex, the new non-smoking medicine. It works for me and it worked for my husband. We are both going to go run a 5K in five weeks from today. I am terrified....I have been so unhealthy all of my life and thie 'healthy' thing is kind-of creeping me out!

BYW - Speaking of creeping me out, I think I swallowed a spider while I was sleeping last night. I was dreaming (I remember very clearly) that I was eating popcorn and I got one stuck in my throat and started coughing. It woke me up in a coughing fit, and continued for about 2-3 minutes. Than I felt like there was 'something' stuck in my throat, at that point I had the horrifing realization that it was a spider. We have all heard the horror stories about all the spiders we swallow without even knowing while we are sleeping.......oh crap! If I start shooting webs out my ass someone please put me out of my misery, I don't want to end up like that guy in The Fly. Okay, I know the guy in The Fly was a fly, but I am sure you get the jist of it. Alright, I just tried to Google it, but it just sent chills through me so I had to stop.

This is me.......I do the follwoing on a daily basis, and, to make it better, I feel guilty when I don't:

• Work - 9 hours a day starting at 5:00, 4:15 if you count the time I get up.
• Wake up Jason at 7:30.
• Pick-up Isaac from Cleone's, make him a snack.
• Greet Clarice from school make her a snack, than make her start her homework.
• Load the dishwasher, clean kitchen, and straighten up the house from that morning, make sure Clarice is still doing her home work.
• Work-out for an hour.
• Make dinner and serve. NOTE: You can't have the same thing more than two days in a row, I was in trouble for that one.
• Clean up after dinner.
• Do a load of laundry, fold or put in appropreiate pile.
• Bathe the kids and try and get their clothes ready for the next day.
• Take a bathe, but only after I get grief for it. Wonder if I should shave my legs or if I will get grief for that too.
• Put the kids to bed.
• Get my clothes ready for the next day.
• Straighten the house again from the five hours of use, and make coffee for the next day.

****Please note that kids never ask dad for ANYTHING, always me. I am considered the 'mean parent', probably becuse I am the only parent that makes them do anything.

****Please also note I do the following but not on a daily basis:

• Pay the bills - this includes the worries that come with them.
• Buy the groceries - make monthly menues.
• Take the kids to ALL doctors/dentist appointments with no exceptions, 3 kids equal a lot of appointments.
• Run errands.
• Plan brithday parties for kids including all the gifts, Easter, Christmas, immediate family gifts.
• Water plants.

Don't get me wrong, I watch my share of TV, ie Law and Order, but I feel that I deserve this as a treat.

Things that Jason does:

• Get kids ready
• Work 8-9 hours
• Come home and ask Clarice is she has finished her homework. My personal favorite, becuase he knows that I have made her do it for the last hour and a half.
• Mop floor in the kitchen every other week.
• Feed the dogs.
• Walk the trash to the curb once a week.
• Work in the yard, weather permitting, nothing in the winter, sometimes shovel.
• Go to Wendover at least once a month, ask why there isn't more money in the checking.
• Read a gardening book.
• Go camping once a month with the scouts, I usually pack for this one, and buy his food.

Am I bitching, well of course I'm bitching! The reasoning behind this is because I am very low maintainance, I don't require much, hell my shampoo costs $1.88. We never go out on dates, I don't ask to get my hair colored (I do it myself), my haircuts cost $15, I don't go clothes shopping (90% of my clothes are hand me downs), I don't have a closet full of shoes (I really only wear about three different pairs), I don't have friends that I go out with, and I make my own jewelry. I don't ask much, but when I do I feel guilty doing so, and why is that, I will tell you why. I need help for the race (Triathlon) I am doing in June (supplies, ie wet suits, bike, gear I need to wear, money for the trip to Denver), I asked for help (because we have seperate checking accounts) and I was told that I could really do this on my own, it shouldn't be a problem. So, I guess I will be going to the triathlon alone as well. I almost burst out crying (I waited until my 10 minute bath and cried a little there), but I didn't in front of anyone, I was strong, as I was always taught to be.

I know it is the 7th of March already......please let me explain to all of my two admirers. Awwwh the Cold/Flu or whatever the CDC is calling it this year, I had it, I didn't just have it, I had it for a full 7 days. Let's see how I can explain:

1. Body feels like it has been hit by a truck, the truck isn't quite sure if it hit something so it backs over it again, not just a truck, an 18 wheeler, pulling a full load of steer.
2. Fever for three days....something on the lines of I'm not sure if I should wear my winter thermals to bed, which would include wool socks and cap, or sleep naked, and wake up in a pile of sweat.
3. The throat that feels like one of Charlie and the Chocolate Factories ompa lumpas is in there taking an exacto knife to it every time you swallow.....your huming the tune aren't you?
4. Cough, the one you try to avoid at all costs due to number 3.
5. Boogers....no need to explain.
6. And the final fun one for me, becuase no one else in my family got this one, I lost my voice.... IE the picture above....I squeek like Alvin in the Chipmunks, I really don't ever recall my family asking me to talk so they can laugh at me.....now your humming a Chipmunks tune, huh? Your welcome.

To sum it all up I am now 'better' so to speak, but still no voice. I was trying to sing to the radio yesterday and I made myself laugh, I sounded like a 13 year old boy going through puberty. Good times... :~)