Do you think she’s ready for the fashion world?

I know I have not updated in forever and that is just because I’ve been extremely lazy.

Here are some pictures of my 4 year old, Sweet pea. I pulled out the camera phone and she posed for a straight minute without any prompting from her father and I.

Watch out world. She is going to
the next supermodel. 😉













One of those days

I go upstairs to get ready for Sweet pea’s dance class and come downstairs to this mess.


He is going to drive me to drink. The worst part is we are being attacked by ants and cereal was everywhere. So I did the best I could do before having to leave the house.

Came back to ants grabbing any crumb they could find.

At least the day ended with well. Lets hear a whoo-hoo for a cute pedicure with good friends. 🙂

Finally back on the weight loss train.

Or you know, trying to tone up my body thing.

I have not been sick or anything wonky in a week. So I’ve been eating better and actually working out. I forgot how sore working with a Kettle-bell made me. I don’t mind being sore though, makes me feel like I am accomplishing something. 🙂

I have about six weeks till the Coast Guard ball and I want to look good. At least feel better about myself. I’m not expecting miracles, I just want to shed some weight at a healthy pace.

I weighed myself for the first time in weeks and haven’t gained anything, so yay for not going backwards. (I kind of knew I didn’t gain any weight since my clothes fit the same and weren’t getting tight.)

I’m looking into Crossfit. I LOVED weight training in high school, and was decent at it. I didn’t really have any upper arm strength, but my legs and back were killer. I could squat about 120lbs, and deadlift 10-15lbs more than I weighed. Plus I had awesome muscle tone. Those were the days.

Crossfit is so expensive though. I have yet to visit any gyms, but I plan on doing that this week. It is going to have to be one close to my neighborhood since traffic is horrible in the mornings and early afternoon/evening. Plus with Jason’s schedule, I need to know if it is okay to maybe bring the kids with me once in a while. I would LOVE for Jason and I both to join, because he had done it in the past and got in awesome. shape.

I am just blabbing.

Point is, I am going to try my best. I’ve been going to the beach a lot lately (I’m actually a little tan!), and if that’s not incentive, I don’t know what is.. I’ll never been able to wear a teeny bikini, but I would love to feel confident with myself. 🙂



May Photos

Here are the photos from May. I took most of them with my iPhone since I was too lazy to bring my nice camera everywhere. We managed to have some good times between surgeries, sicknesses, and cysts bursting. haha

Beware of Gummy Bears.

Gummy Bears soaked in vodka can be nasty things. Jason and I were invited to an 80’s party. Jason was in heaven since he loves the 80’s. After weeks of him contemplating what his costume would be, he decided on Boy George.

I went all out at the Thrift Store.

The night finally comes, our costumes look great, if I say so myself.


Our friend, E, comes over, we take pictures and get to the party, nearly an hour late. Anyway, the hostess soaked some gummy bears in vodka and thank GOD I do not like gummy bears. Everyone who ate a good amount of them got sick. 😦

First it was our friend T. Jason had asked me to get his some beer at the store down the street. A couple of friends come with, I go home to grab something. We are almost back to the party when T loses it in one of the car seats. It was only 10pm!! It was totally unlike her. We get her settled and then get back to the party.

I look to find Jason and find him in the corner about to puke. *sigh* I asked him how bad it was and he said “I gotta go”. Boo. He ends up walking out the door while puking in his hat. Then in the bushes.


So we load him up. I get him home and then decide to pick up the kids since Jason is home. I run to the baby-sitter’s house, who luckily lives in the same neighborhood. I take them back home. Put them on the couch with a movie and blankets while Jason is losing his dinner in the bathroom.

My friend, E, is still with me. We go back to the party in hopes to salvage some of the night. We get there and sit down and T’s husband starts feeling sickly. He kept telling us “I’m ready to go when you are”. He made it an hour before he had to go throw up.

So E and I end up leaving the party for good and hang out in the garage talking.

Have I mentioned how I hate puking?!

It was an “interesting” evening to say the least. And beware of gummy bears soaked in any alcohol. They are not your friends.

Let me tell you a spooky story..

Sweet Pea keeps us entertained, and her latest thing is to tell us spooky stories while we are eating dinner. I took a video of it the other night. This one was about a big dog and cake. 🙂 She gets really into it.

And now that I have figured out to embed videos (WordPress and photobucket don’t mix), here is Bubby’s Be-bot video. 🙂

We have some cute kids, if I say so myself.

I’m over it.

This is my blog and I need to complain.

I’m tired of not being healthy. This past month of my life has sucked for me, health-wise. Having surgery for the cyst that caused internal bleeding sucked. Then I got sick with a cold, not a big deal but it caused a sore throat. This was three weeks ago. I thought it was getting better so I get excited to start working out. I make it one day because another cyst burst that night. *sigh* And when a cyst burst it causes a lot of pain and discomfort over the 2-3 days. After I get over THAT my throat still isn’t better.. I finally go to the ER last night because I am in tears just trying to swallow or talk. I’ve taken a whole bottle of motrin in the past two weeks.

I have strep and got a lovely shot in the butt, so I should be feeling better tomorrow or Saturday. And hopefully that will be it.

I am tired of my son fighting me every time I turn around. He is a typical two year old boy. Jason and I are constantly choosing what battles we should and shouldn’t fight. It has been a long week where sleep battles have been the worst. This is a battle I told Jason I’m not fighting this week.

I’m tired of not having a clean house. I’ve been under the weather/sick/laid up for a freakin month. I have a couple of days where I get it back to where I want it and then 3-4 days where I feel like crap. I want to be able to stay on top of things like usual.

I’m over loved ones being hurt or going through difficult times.

I’m tired of our finances taking a hit. We have had thousands of dollars in unexpected bills the past 2-3 months. I am grateful that we haven’t had to drop into our savings much, but I want to start putting money back in savings again. Or maybe go on a vacation this year.

I’m over not having any energy and little motivation.

I am grateful for my wonderful husband. My kids who can always make me laugh. Good Friends and an awesome family. I have a lot of things to be thankful for, but I just want things to go back to “normal” for a couple of months.

Judgmental Dirtbag(s).

I am once again going on my soap-box. Imagine that.

The person who this post refers to, has hurt someone in my life very badly. Someone that I am close to and love dearly. Honestly, I am shocked and appalled at this person’s thoughts and actions. I am surprised there are people who are so close-minded in this world. I can honestly say I have never come into contact with someone who thought so highly of him or herself.

You see, this person, looks down on others who do not have an education. I’m sure they  have learned it from their snotty, close-minded family. If you don’t have a degree, then you aren’t contributing to society.

Can you believe someone would openly say that? I mean, I guess it takes all kinds of people to live on this earth, therefore I should not be shocked at this person’s actions and words.


You don’t think that janitor is contributing to society? The one who empties the trash in your classroom.

What about that person who serves your french fries? That you seem to enjoy….

What about that mechanic who fixed the brakes on your car? That’s important.. right? You do not want to have your brakes fail in heavy traffic.

The stay at home mom who guides her children to be good human beings? (and I am not saying all SAHMs are uneducated, but some choose to focus on being a mom as their life path, me included, at the moment.) One of the most satisfying jobs, if I say so myself.

Or the military personnel who are defending your country? Protecting your borders and making sure we can sleep soundly at night? The ones who give you the freedom to talk crap about others.

Are you that close-minded, sheltered, or immature to think that everyone in this world has to have a college education?! Can you not understand how insulting that is? You make generalized statements that uneducated women only chose rich or educated guys because of their money, that they have no life goals. It just makes me want to punch someone, and 2-3 people are at the top of my list.

Have you ever thought about the following scenarios?

My husband is a smart man, but has learning disabilities that hold him back. He gets frustrated easily when it comes to book learning. Instead, he can fix an engine or motor without having to consult a book. He can work on nearly everything in our household. I respect him greatly. His dream is to go to motorcycle trade school (I’m not sure of the actual term) and open up his own shop or work at one. Right now he is serving our country, making a difference in this world. I am so happy to hear that some ignorant people think my husband does not contribute to society because he doesn’t have a diploma on the wall.

Or how about others who are broke, they don’t have the financial freedom to go back to school. Sure, there are scholarships, grants, LOANS, but some people also have to make a LIVING. They don’t have mommy and daddy to fall back on and pay for everything. They can’t afford to go into more debt. Yes, it can be done, I’ve seen it done. Life happens. How can you judge someone, when you do not know their story.

And have you seen the news lately? An education does not guarantee a career. The only thing it shows is that you have a piece of paper showing you went to school for 4+ years. There are students drowning in thousands of dollars in debt because they are forced to get student loans, high-interest credit cards. So they have tens of thousands dollars in debt, and no money or job to help pay for it. (Feel free to click on the links at the bottom of this post, this is a huge problem in our country right now)

College does NOT equal money. I guess in this person’s eyes, a degree means a higher status?

Don’t get me wrong. I think a college education is great. I’m pursuing a bachelor’s degree myself. I am looking forward to the day I get my diploma. However, I do not need a diploma to contribute to this world. I am raising two wonderful kids. I am teaching them every single minute of every single day. I am supporting my husband, whose career can be very demanding. I am making a difference. I am contributing to society. I am going to school to better myself, to support my family if needed. I am not going because I want others to think I am more important or smarter than anyone.

You might have a college degree, but at least I have respect for people in all walks of life.

You do not know their story.

They could be working at a strip joint to put themselves through college or to provide money for their children the best way they know how.

That person in McDonald’s might be fresh out of college, but can’t find anything else to pay off his loans.

The person that has been stuck in a dead-end job for years might have tons of personal, financial, physical stuff to sort through. They feel they are barely keeping their head above water. That’s life. It is not all unicorns and rainbows.

Repeating myself, you do not know their story!

Every person makes a difference in this world. Some contribute more than others, but NO ONE is more important than the other. Shame on you for thinking that way. You are an ignorant, immature idiot who needs to a little more living and less talking out of your ass.

Why staying home is worth it. (Things my kid’s say and do #??)

I am incredibly fortunate that we can afford for me to stay at home with our children. Before giving birth to Sweet Pea I thought I would okay with possibly getting a job. Haha After she was born, it almost physically hurt to leave her. (Of course, now that they are both a little older, some grown-up time would be nice haha)

Anyway, I would miss so much stuff if I wasn’t home to enjoy it.

For example, an hour ago, Bubby grabbed a bowl from the cabinet, opened the pantry and grabbed some cereal. Then he proceeded to open up the cereal and pour it into his bowl (mostly successful in not spilling). He is a very determined little boy.

A couple of weeks ago we went to a local museum and walked through a cool tunnel lit up with neon stuff and black light. Sweet Pea grabs me hand and says “I am freaking.out!” She is 4 going on 15.

Sweet Pea also told me one day that she would like Santa to bring her a Pony. I’m sure that would be great for our yard that is not much bigger than a postage stamp. 😉

Bubby came up to me the other morning, grabbed my hair brush and started brushing my hair. After he was done he told me I looked pretty. (or pr-ee-y) Then said “hair out of eyes” and brushed my hair away from my face. He also tells me I look cute everytime I wear a skirt. ❤

We had to take the kids to the doctor a couple of weeks ago. They both had high fevers and were complaining that their throats hurt. So I told Sweet Pea where we were going, and she got upset, and said, “NO! I don’t want my belly cut!!” She was a little worried after my surgery and we had a long talk about it. Which ended up with her asking me where babies come from… that conversation will have to wait a few years. haha

Finally, here is a link to a video of Bubby’s versions of robot and motorcycle. (I don’t know how to embed videos without having to pay) It is worth it to click the link. He says “I’m done” when he realizes I am recording him.

Bubby’s version of Robot.

I have to get myself ready to take the kids to the movies… it should be interesting with Bubby.