Sooooo, here are 20 things you might want to know about me. Or you might not. Read at your own risk. But to warn you.........I'm pretty much a weirdo. Enjoy.
1. Lets just get the obvious out of the way okay. Yes, my very favorite color is p.i.n.k. can't help it, my favorite place to pig-out is P.F. Changs, my favorite starbucks is a Cinnamon Dolce Frappicino, my favorite movie is Footloose. Okay there are the basics.
2. I secretly crave to be a well-known Interior Designer. I am very indecisive and insecure with all my decisions that involve design so this is probably a huge dream but hey, I dream big. I often read articles and place myself in the designers position and answer the questions out loud like I'm being interviewed when nobody's watching. scary.
3. My junior year of college I became the President of The College of Human Environmental Sciences and the Vice President of my sorority ZTA all in the same month and thought I was the coolest person to walk the stinkin planet.
4. I believe I am married to a genius. I really think Jared is one of the smartest people on the planet. He strives to be smart. If he doesn't know something, he will read about it until he is blue in the face. If I don't know something, I don't care.
5. I secretly want one of my kids to be the Validictorian of their Highschool one day. (Which is not a far stretch if at least one of them gets Jareds brains.)
6. I am a picture freak. Give me a great shot of my family or kids and I am one giddy girl.
7. I cry A.L.O.T. (probably every other day) and not really hard cries but nearly anything will set me off, a commercial, thinking of my kids, thinking of my blessings, thinking of Jesus, well you get the point.
8. I twirl my hair at night in bed. Drives Jared nuts.
9. My favorite t.v. shows are American Pickers and Hoarders on A&E, and Bizarre Foods with Andrew Zimmern on the Travel Channel. Will not miss an episode of any.
10. I have a major fetish for lamps. All my lamps must be funky though. A plain brown lamp with a plain white shade makes me want to pull my hair out. Where's the style???!!!
11. I am currently using Crest Whitening Strips and truly believe my teeth are becoming whiter. Please don't tell me any different. Jared thought they were a waste of money.
12. I am the most insecure person on the planet over my looks. (therefore, #11)
13. I still to this day sit in my dad's lap. I can't help it sometimes I just need my dad. He is a great shoulder to cry on and someone I lean on everyday. On really special occasions he will call me and say, "You want to go to the dollar tree, I'm buying?" I just find this hilarious. He loves to "splurge" on me!! haha! I love you dad, I know you read your favorite daughters blog.
14. I believe everyone related to me spoils me rotten. My parents, Jared's parents, our Aunts and uncles, and of course my grandmother who just passed in January was the worst. I don't know what it is. Apparently I just look like a cripple who needs help. Although not complaining. I am so thankful.
15. I am constantly thinking of ways I can rearrange my house. Constantly.
16. I think the most kissable place on my kids and my husband is their temples. I know weird. Its just my favorite spot to give a big kiss.
17. I consider myself a survivor. Everyday I think, "okay Jesus, thank you for giving me another day".
18. I crave a 3rd child. I have gone so far to even name the child that I don't know if we will have (Jared's approval, of course), if we have a girl it will be Sage Ashton, if a boy it will be Jagger Michael.
19. I can NEVER say no and constantly volunteer myself for things even if I don't want to do it. I once saw a memo pad that said at the top "Stop me before I volunteer" and thought, totally me. Bad qualities.
20. I love being a girl and everything that comes with it. I love wearing my high heels with jeans and t-shirt (although this rarely happens anymore since I chase 2 kids around), I love jewelry, I love fashion (again although I rarely dress the part), if there is a mirror nearby I'm going to look in it, I love a good pedicure, the gaudier the better, I don't cook, I love to go on date nights with just my awesome husband, I have an obsession with hairspray and would permanently spray tan my body if you could actually do that?
Okay, I am weird, this I know.
Thursday, March 25, 2010
Thursday, March 11, 2010
Seriously??
Okay seriously!!?? Seriously??!! Thank you Jesus, tomorrow is Friday.
My oldest child has once AGAIN slammed her head into the corner of a counter and landed herself in the doctors office. This time she got way lucky, instead of stitches she got glued. But still, what is wrong with this child???!!! I am really scared to grow up with this kid. She is seriously an accident waiting to happen. She is constantly tripping over her own feet, or running into something, or bumping her head.........I mean whatever accident can happen, this girl is going to find it.
So here's the scoop, I had just picked Sittre Paige up from school, we head to Zebra Stitches, a monogram store, so I can drop off a few items for the girls. We go inside, there is no one else in the store so I put Stella down to walk around, well SP thinks Stella "chases" her so they are kinda playing around the store, I tell SP to calm down, she does for about 3 seconds, then she starts to pick back up her running away from Stella, well I get finished putting in my orders and as I am saying goodbye I hear this huge thud. Well, it was my daughters head slamming into the front counter. I knew immediately what had just happened so of course the next part would be "de ja vu". She's screaming, blood is running down the side of her head, I'm panicked, Tavie (the owner) runs to get some paper towels and water, I'm so nervous that SP is going to just pass out from the hit, I wipe off the blood to reveal yet another gash on her forehead. Again, nothing to be severly alarmed about but you can tell it needs repairing! Hop in the car, call Peds East, they can see her right then at the Roebuck office, go in, the nurse comes and gets us right when we get there, takes us back, the Dr. comes in and says SP needs 2 stitches or we can try the glue. I opt for the glue this time. So far, so good. The gash went back together perfectly, acually looks like just a bad paper cut now. Wow, I see lots of scars in this little girls future. What a Thursday.
Of course I took a picture of us in the dr office and of the repaired gash but those will come later. I am laying in bed typing and just really don't have the energy to get up to go get the camera to upload the pics. So stay tuned.
Also, you know how Jared and I were debating whether or not we explained death to Sittre Paige to early? As we didn't know if she was too young to be told about dying? Well, on the way to Peds East today she busted out crying and I asked her if her head was hurting bad? She said, " no", then went on to ask, "Am I going to go to Heaven mom??" I couldn't help but giggled, and then confirmed in my mind that, yeah maybe she was too young to discuss death. Or maybe we just didn't explain it good enough? Whatever the reason, we have scarred our 4 year old, inside and outside today. Just go ahead and give me the "Mom of the Year " award.
My oldest child has once AGAIN slammed her head into the corner of a counter and landed herself in the doctors office. This time she got way lucky, instead of stitches she got glued. But still, what is wrong with this child???!!! I am really scared to grow up with this kid. She is seriously an accident waiting to happen. She is constantly tripping over her own feet, or running into something, or bumping her head.........I mean whatever accident can happen, this girl is going to find it.
So here's the scoop, I had just picked Sittre Paige up from school, we head to Zebra Stitches, a monogram store, so I can drop off a few items for the girls. We go inside, there is no one else in the store so I put Stella down to walk around, well SP thinks Stella "chases" her so they are kinda playing around the store, I tell SP to calm down, she does for about 3 seconds, then she starts to pick back up her running away from Stella, well I get finished putting in my orders and as I am saying goodbye I hear this huge thud. Well, it was my daughters head slamming into the front counter. I knew immediately what had just happened so of course the next part would be "de ja vu". She's screaming, blood is running down the side of her head, I'm panicked, Tavie (the owner) runs to get some paper towels and water, I'm so nervous that SP is going to just pass out from the hit, I wipe off the blood to reveal yet another gash on her forehead. Again, nothing to be severly alarmed about but you can tell it needs repairing! Hop in the car, call Peds East, they can see her right then at the Roebuck office, go in, the nurse comes and gets us right when we get there, takes us back, the Dr. comes in and says SP needs 2 stitches or we can try the glue. I opt for the glue this time. So far, so good. The gash went back together perfectly, acually looks like just a bad paper cut now. Wow, I see lots of scars in this little girls future. What a Thursday.
Of course I took a picture of us in the dr office and of the repaired gash but those will come later. I am laying in bed typing and just really don't have the energy to get up to go get the camera to upload the pics. So stay tuned.
Also, you know how Jared and I were debating whether or not we explained death to Sittre Paige to early? As we didn't know if she was too young to be told about dying? Well, on the way to Peds East today she busted out crying and I asked her if her head was hurting bad? She said, " no", then went on to ask, "Am I going to go to Heaven mom??" I couldn't help but giggled, and then confirmed in my mind that, yeah maybe she was too young to discuss death. Or maybe we just didn't explain it good enough? Whatever the reason, we have scarred our 4 year old, inside and outside today. Just go ahead and give me the "Mom of the Year " award.
Saturday, March 6, 2010
My loves, Jar-bear. Sweet Pea. Beaner
We had some family pictures taken just last month and I am one proud mommy. I absolutely treasure these pictures, there are many more, this is just a glimpse inside our session. We rebooked this session 3 different times due to the weather but on this one particular Sunday it just worked for us.
The title of this blog is what I usually refer to my family as when we are behind closed doors. Jared would kill me if he knew I just told I call him my jar-bear. I started calling him this in college, my roommates Caris and Lauren also refered to him as this. He is just my little honey. I call Sittre Paige my sweet pea. That girl is total drama but sweet as she can possibly be. I love listening to her play barbies because the mommy barbie calls her baby sweet pea, I am so proud atleast one thing I am saying is sticking in that head of hers. Last but not least is Stella, my beaner. I know, I know, this is a horrible nickname for a girl and if you don't live with us you will probably never hear me call her this in public, usually I call her bean-bean. When we first brought her home and she was soooo tiny I started calling her my little bean and then from there it just got ugly and developed into beaner. I really want to break this nickname but the funniest thing is she answers to beaner. Try it sometime if you see us out and about, say "hey beaner" and she will totally turn around or look you in the eye. I hope she doesn't hate me one day for this.
You are now asking why is she telling us all this? Well these are the loves of my life and this is who I see when I look at these pictures. Of course my own personal nickname is.........mom, well Jar-bear calls me "Kenny" alot of the time and that story is for another blog my friends. Enjoy the family pictures.
Sweetest picture I have ever seen. Makes my heart melt.
this is a sequence picture leading up to the big hug.
my jar-bear. I love him beyond words. This 5 represents our five years of marriage together.
Sweet Pea
My loves.
Last and certainly not least, my bean-bean. Gosh, I want to eat this girl slap up!
The title of this blog is what I usually refer to my family as when we are behind closed doors. Jared would kill me if he knew I just told I call him my jar-bear. I started calling him this in college, my roommates Caris and Lauren also refered to him as this. He is just my little honey. I call Sittre Paige my sweet pea. That girl is total drama but sweet as she can possibly be. I love listening to her play barbies because the mommy barbie calls her baby sweet pea, I am so proud atleast one thing I am saying is sticking in that head of hers. Last but not least is Stella, my beaner. I know, I know, this is a horrible nickname for a girl and if you don't live with us you will probably never hear me call her this in public, usually I call her bean-bean. When we first brought her home and she was soooo tiny I started calling her my little bean and then from there it just got ugly and developed into beaner. I really want to break this nickname but the funniest thing is she answers to beaner. Try it sometime if you see us out and about, say "hey beaner" and she will totally turn around or look you in the eye. I hope she doesn't hate me one day for this.
You are now asking why is she telling us all this? Well these are the loves of my life and this is who I see when I look at these pictures. Of course my own personal nickname is.........mom, well Jar-bear calls me "Kenny" alot of the time and that story is for another blog my friends. Enjoy the family pictures.
Sweetest picture I have ever seen. Makes my heart melt.
this is a sequence picture leading up to the big hug.
my jar-bear. I love him beyond words. This 5 represents our five years of marriage together.
Sweet Pea
My loves.
Last and certainly not least, my bean-bean. Gosh, I want to eat this girl slap up!
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