My super powers...

I may or may not use my powers of disappearing during the next few days.

New Beginnings is sucking the spinach out of me.

Right now I am using my super vision. I can see double of everything from working on a power point presentation.

Thank goodness it's only 2 more days, till it's over and we will be gone for our family vacation.

But for now I will use my "Telepathetic" powers, and continue working while my body rests...

Am I still mumbling? Gosh Goo'night ya'll!!!

A Beautiful Sunny Day with a hot ending.

They say a picture says a thousand words, so here is a few. I know this may become a bit long, but trust me you want to get to the end...

Today I found out that if you want to get things done you wake up before 9 am. Yes! The sun is actually shining that early in the morning, and I do have 7 am on my clock. Well it was about that time that the first sun rays peaked through my bedroom window this morning. YES SUN RAYS people... I hadn't seen it this year yet. I was beginning to think the suns resolution was to hide for the rest of the year. We got up and went to the gym, hubby played some racket ball, and I walked. By 9:20 am I had already walked 4 miles today. AMAZING... It was a warm 54 degrees outside. It was the perfect day to just spend time outdoors. 

So while we washed and detailed these babies.

The kids played with their bikes and "COOTERS", dug holes, and played in the play ground. BEAUTIFUL. I know, I am sorry if you are jealous of my wonderful day! (just stay with me) 

We also worked a little on this project, but that is a whole other post. 

 We played some Basketball, 

and I found out I have a NBA player in training...

I told him how good he was after he took this amazing shot, and he informed me that I am KIND of good. See if I play with him again.

We were running out of things to do, so I grabbed my Garden scissors... It was right about now that my husband told me he was going to do some homework. Ok!!! I get the picture... He wants nothing to do with trimming the stupid trees up front, or the cleaning up.

So I trimmed these monsters.

And I was going to clean it up too, who needs a man.

Nothing that some of this.

And ONE of these 

won't take care of...

Yep... You put all the leafs and branches and whatever else you don't want around in a pile like this.

Pour some gas, and BOOOOOM! 

It was a second after the Boom, that I knew I was in trouble. I told Spencer to go get daddy. I guess I need a man after all. 

Sorry I don't have a picture of the actual fire, I was in between running for the hose and peeing my pants laughing so hard at what I had done. It was only after the fire was contained, that my husband turned to me and said..."GO, go get your camera, you ARE going to blog about this."  

The whole time I was building the pile for the fire, Spencer kept telling me to call daddy. Because..."daddy is the best at making fires" 

Yeah I guess I showed him who is the Fire Queen. 

And now we have a big patch of burnt grass and a pile of CRAP in the backyard. Told you I could clean up all by myself.

She cried for me tonight.

As I put you in bed tonight, I thought my shift was over for the day. I kissed your forehead and said night, night.

I left you there to sleep and went on to my nightly doings. 

Except tonight you did not sleep like you usually do. You cried! For way longer then I wanted to hear you.

As I stormed into your room, with all the intent of telling you to... "Stop crying and go to sleep,I have had it with you today."

Instead, something made me scoop you out of your crib, put a pillow on the floor and just snuggle you till you fell asleep. 

It was there holding your little body, caressing your soft hair, and smelling your sweet little neck that I realized you cried for me today.

How did you know I had a hard couple days? Have I been distant or dis attached? Did you see me cry this morning? 

I knew there on the floor that many nights you have needed me there, to calm you down, and hold your hand because you were afraid. But not today... Today I was the one who needed you. To show me, that no matter how hard things get and how unfair life may seam. As long as I have the love of my children, husband, and Savior. There will always be a chance for a better tomorrow. And if tomorrow sucks, I know you will be there for me again.

So thank you little angel, thank you for crying for me tonight. 

Mommy loves you, and always will. 

Dear People around me...

I am 6 months pregnant with my 3rd child, yes I crave french fries in the middle of the night. I cry really hard once a month, and may or may not snap at you for one reason or another.

However, I am still capable of having an opinion, and actually make sense out of life.

So when I am trying to prove a point that you may not agree with, don't tell me you understand because...

I am pregnant and my hormones are everywhere, I cry for no reason, and I make a waterfall out of a glass of water. 

NOW YOU'RE REALLY GONNA SEE SOME PREGO HORMONES COME OUT.

An eye opener experience.

So I tend to think that my family is great, and we all are happy together... Truth is... I love them, but boy there are some messed up ideas lately.  My mother is menopausal, I swear there is a demon that come along with that stage in life. To tell you the truth I don't even know the woman anymore. I have a 15 year old sister who is an IDIOT, and knows it all, and is used to get things her way. And if it doesn't happen how and when she wants it, Satan comes out to play.  And well then there is me, who sees all that is wrong with everything they are doing and if they would just listen and do it my way, things would be better. DUH... So no we are not great and happy all the time. Actually we are pretty messed up most of the time, but I love to put on a front and let others think we are this great celestial family.

Well, there are few things that I have learned in the process. 

#1. My kids will not all be the same, some will make right choices easily and others... well they will easily make choices.

#2. Some times I need to step back and really see the whole picture, and even take advice from my own children. After all... after 26 years they will know me a little. 

#3. Everyone has their struggles, mine may not be the same as yours. And you may even think my trial is little or not even important, but remember I AM THE ONE GOING THROUGH IT. And weather little or big we will eventually get to the same lonely unhappy place. So be sympathetic if you want to receive sympathy. 

#4. Despite the fact that you may be going through a hard time, it DOES NOT give you the right to tell me to suck it up, or belittle my trial. After all I probably think your is just as dumb as you think mine is.

#5. And this one is a biggie, one that I hope I NEVER forget. Despite the fact that we are all different in this world, and everyone has their own weaknesses and strengths. The Lord's Commandments are THE SAME.

SO WHY would it be different in our home? We have different children with different personalities and struggles. But the rules need to remain the same. NO matter if this one is going through it 11 years later and you are older. YOU are still a parent and responsible for this one as you were with the other one. And the fact that you are "older" does not make it okay to not discipline and impose rules. 44 is not even that old so stop telling yourself that.

Don't be mad if the older one thinks it's wrong that you allow the younger to do things that not only she was not able to do, but that are also clearly against church standards. Just because she turns into Satan when things are not done her way. Well guess what. that's exactly what he THE DEVIL WANTS.

Be constant with your kids, if the rule applies to one it should apply to all of them. 

Anyways, just somethings I need to remember in the future. So we learn from others mistakes and don't repeat them.

By the way, does menopausal women ever go back to being normal? I want my mother back. 

Childhood Memories

I was thinking today about things that I want for my children, and why I want those things for them. Could it be because I didn't have it growing up and always wanted them? Maybe... I decided that through the eyes of a mother I will show you how my childhood was. I grew up in Brazil up until I was 12 years old. 

And for the record, I do not own a rain dance outfit, and I did have a Microwave before I moved to the USA.  

Oh, and I did wear underwear. Just some questions I got asked when I moved here. Don't get me wrong... I had a great childhood, with everything a kid needs, filled with many hours of playing outside, and way to much independence for a child. But there were things I wish I had, a bath tub was one of those.  

Although this was not our shower, ours did look like this.

HOW DANGEROUS IS THAT? Do you see electrical wires too close to the water? And you ask WHY? well how do you think the water got hot? Do you see the little knob there? There were 3 temperatures, COLD, MEDIUM, and HOT, and the water warmed as it came out of the shower. Needless to say that it was NEVER hot enough. and Showers lasted about 1 minute in the winter so we didn't die of hypothermia. No we didn't have heater in the house, all we had was a metal corn can with some alcohol in it. And it burned as we showered, I had a great mom, so she always burned it a few minutes before I went in. So the bathroom would defrost before I had to jump in the cold water. Thank goodness she allowed me to take as she called them, "CAT BATHS" a wash cloth with some warm water and soap to wash the important parts on the days that were below freezing weather. We did NOT have a tub, the bathroom was in fact covered with tiles from floor to ceiling, making it extra cold, and slippery. 

So yes I always wanted one of these...

 What a mean brother... 

 Shampoo and jets will make good bubbles.

Well maybe a little too much shampoo. 

So there, I am living my childhood dreams through my kids. And we are all enjoying the fun. Maybe some time I will tell you about my make do pool in the back yard.

My dirty little secret.

I am sure once you jumped over here today you thought you were getting something juicy from my life, and although I am known to have shared one or two too many embarrassing stories about life after marriage. I am not going to post it to the world, so you can see how awful of a person I really am. 

But I do have a dirty little secret.

You see, I have been doing really good lately. Going to the GYM that's right... I know where the GYM is...

Anyways, going to the gym 4-5 times a week literary walking my bum off. Cause that's the only place I loose anything, I was blessed with what my sister calls " MAN SHOULDERS" and that is not going anywhere soon. I am not trying to loose weight, I know I am growing organs and stuff, but I also don't want to double in size.

So one day after finishing my work out, I was hit by the craving monster. For something "Deep fried and smothered in Chocolate" , as I drove home there it was... a sign with a red little hat... ARBY'S !!!

So I stopped and splurged $1 dollar, on a mouth watering, crunchy, flaky, triangular piece of puffy pastry filled with creamy melted chocolate, drizzled with more CHOCOLATE. 

I am sure that is served at the bakeries in heaven and someone with an outer body experience stole the recipe and brought it to earth. 

SOOOO GOOD!!! 

So, go ahead and find yourself some quarters and sneak out of the house and go get yourself one of these sinfully amazing bites of Heaven.

I know you want some.