Thank heaven for Miracle Grow... and husbands

Here's an update, i might be getting a little bit of a green thumb, by proxy. (my husband lent me his) YAY!

You all remember my garden pictures right? Yeah it was sad, no method to my madness.. My plants last year all died and fast. Like i didn't know what real healthy plants were suppose to look like until now. I thought mine were at prime and wondered why i didn't get any produce... 

A peek into my crazy head... You are warned.

This is how this all started:

Mims- Have you had a chance to think about what you're going to write about next?

Me- not sure i was thinking about posting a misc thoughts post.. like all the random things i think about in the day.. i think it might be funny to read.. i have some pretty random things run through my head. but maybe someone will try to send me their a.d.d. meds.... so maybe not.. :)

Mims- hahaha. i just took an adderrall for the first time in a while. my heartbeat is going over board and i feel like a philosopher

Me- LOL or a druggie! i know you like the feeling of your heart about to bust out your cavity and prance down the street shaking it's ventricular tubing like the floosie it is

(by the way, with mims i always write the first thing that pops in my head so that's raw rebekah you just read)

and so it began..... 

does trying to get hott really take this much work? WHY?

Working out shouldn't be called working out.. it should be called intentional self torture.

Is it considered enabling my kids creativity if i don't want them to use every single blanket and pillow in the entire house to make a fort with? 

I think i'm going to make a game.... find the missing _______ and let the kids gather all the misc cups, pillows, toys and clothes that are spread all over my house.

Olvetine Milk is DEFINITELY the worst looking curdled. I mean it's brown when you are suppose to drink it but when it goes sour it turns Green.. yes green. for one, how does brown go lighter when there is nothing added.. and two what the heck is in there that makes it turn green! hopefully something nitrous otherwise i'm thinking about going back to Hershey's syrup to make choco milk.

i need a robot like Rosie (the one from jetsons) she was like nana from peter pan and terminator all in one.. Loving and durable. She could clean and cook and spout out algebraic calculations all at the same time. I could even program her to write my blog for me.. i would just talk to her while i'm joyfully playing with my children and she could analyze, spell check and post my conversation online here. 

I think i'm going to have to go to an online college to get a degree in robotics now... there's no turning back. I want one.

(this one's from my sister) What type of skin are you're lips made out of? cause you can bite it in pain or pleasure (hey hey) and they stay intact. I mean you're teeth are sharp/strong how does that work? 

man i should go clean now.. the kids are about to nap and the house is slowly deterioration.... OH wait did someone just message me on facebook? nah, hey i wonder what's on hulu.....

gotta get my beats so i'll get in the mood to straighten up.. hellloooo pandora

why aren't padded toilet seats made out of a material that doesn't stain so easily...(yes this came to me on the pot) But seriously.. it's a dirty place don't you think you should make the product out of something that doesn't absorb what might come in contact with it... 

I should try inventing 

Maybe the reason lady gaga dresses in such weird stuff is she's got stage fright.. I remember seeing one of her "pre-famous" videos and she seemed homely even a little emo.. maybe the costumes help her act like a different person. (just trying to reason the crazy that is gaga)

Saving Money and Taking names Whaaaat...

I take pride in knowing that i am able to do a vast assortment of things... It makes me happy not to have to pay other qualified persons Ridiculous amounts of money for simple things... and now for Mother's Day I will toot my own horn.
I am so happy that I won''t have to pay for:


Basic plumbing/handy work around the house.

Deck built in 1 day! BooYa!

-Cake baking and decorating.

My husband made this one but i can rock them too :)

Over priced crafty stuff from Michaels.

Delicious Food: 

A Schooled Professional to die my hair CRAZY colors:

Oh yes i did..

"professional" photographers to take decent pictures of my children:

and many other things...

So to all you talented women out there... (even if it's just a few things) Congrats for being Awesome! You Rock and Happy Mother's Day Weekend! 

This is WAR!

So our first weekend here i took my 1 year old son in the back yard to play.. cause that's one of the pluses of this place our back yard is HUGE! (the catch, no trees so in the summer we can't go out without an umbrella for fear of being disintegrated instantly. i think the ozone is thin directly above our house)

Back to the story.... I take him out and we're all playing and laughing.. you could slow motion us and we'd be a commercial for the Hallmark channel. I'm spinning with my son and got dizzy so "we all fall down" 

well i fall on my elbow to support my body and my child from crashing to our doom in the weeded ground beneath us... I let him go so i can get up and my arm hurts... I'm thinking " I didn't even fall that hard why does my arm hurt?"

I look down at said arm... It's black. (say what? I have a lovely olive/tan skin pigment) then i notice the "blackish red" thing is moving...... I scream (cause not only does it hurt like heck i've got the blobs little brother eating my arm!)

I start wiping it off and then see.. it's not a blob. It's ants. Fire ants to be exact. all over my arm. cause when i fell down, i did a pile driver straight into a ant mound that was hidden in the grass, check that weeds.

the mound i fell into didn't look like this, and neither do my weeds.

 Ant bites don't just show up and itch for a day like most bug bites.. Fire ants BITE you to hold on and then they STING you multiple times... yay.  

and those stingings form little pustules later, because your body is attacking the venom that was injected. They HURT, they ITCH and if you pop them from itching or just because.. they hurt MORE. they scar and take weeks to heal. I HATE FIRE ANTS.

That was my first encounter with them... in VA there aren't fireants... I've looked. As soon as i cross the border into NC I see mounds. It's like they know VA doesn't want them. It's weird.

See that^ starts in NC and goes down... :(

So after that i have to watch where i step. but what about my kids... Their first encounter was not soon after we were washing our cars in the grass (we have a short hose) and Mister was sitting playing with the weeds.. then he started crying.. We couldn't figure out what was wrong with him... we had just eaten lunch it wasn't that hot out he didn't seem tired. So i took him inside to change his diaper and he had bites on his upper thighs and butt. (AWW i know right!) He was like this (but younger) 

Yes this is Mister but not when he was bit

(btw, if those of you who don't know me think i actually named my child Mister, i did not. It's a nickname)

Anywho. I declared WAR! and for the past 4 years it's been an ongoing battle.. I've been smart about it like getting "ant killer" and ruthless like putting MRE chemicals on the mounds and steaming them to death, but through out my attempts they have prevailed. So I researched... and here's what i found. 

Fire ants can tunnel 6 FEET down! and they have escape routes when attacked. So when you start to poison,boil, pour gasoline and drop match. They just send the older ants who are about to die anyways to attack you and the rest migrate 3 feet over. Nice right. Well it get's better... Each mound has a queen and little mini queens that when they get old enough migrate with some of the colony to make a new mound.

I've tested the pour one mound onto another and they'll kill eachother.. didn't work. I think it's because they were all family. 

And i can't really evacuate them from my yard for long because my neighbors don't so they move out wait for the chemicals to wash away and then come back. 

I've even had them forage inside my house! What am i suppose to do about that?! 

WELL I'LL TELL YOU!

I bought a fire ant killing and repelling product (very pricey i might add) it's suppose to last for a whole season (whatever that means, hopefully one year or the summer or something) and i'm going to be launching my attack very soon. ( I need to do it the day before it rains so the chems can be activated)

Hopefully this will be the "nuke" that makes the war end and my victory over the ants an epic tale to tell.

Happy Sugar induced craze, throwing eggs at each other that you worked WAY to hard on day!

Ahh spring means so many things to me. Warmer weather, blossoming flowers, my thoughts drifting to what gift i want for mothers day. and the biggest thing of all Easter. Right at midnight on February 14th all the stores started stocking the easter supplies... Thousands of different candies, baking supplies, miles of soft plush bunnies and chicks, baskets, decals, hair accessories, and any other novelty item you can imagine.
I am trying to teach my kids about what happens at easter, both information on the easter bunny and about the real "reason for the season". Now my oldest is 4 and i don't think he quite grasps it. (it's definitely toned down) but looking around i hope that there are more parents and people in general (minus the nut jobs) that while celebrating this easter they remember it's about Christ and not only the Reese Eggs. (YUM)
So i looked around the internet for easter crafts that were low key but nice and found this cute egg project.

Cute right? Eastery and remembering all in one.
http://jeannewinters.blogspot.com/2009/03/jesus-easter-eggs.html

SO in closing cause i got some eggs to make... Happy Easter, the time the Christ Died for us and Lived again. (Cause we all know there's not really an easter bunny..... right?)
     

I will blog today..

So as I've mentioned before i tend to start things and not finish them... I don't want this to become one. So here is a post for me.

I look at my tiny world and think sometimes... why did i choose this? Why do i continue to do this? Everyday is a constant battle for sanity. If i decide to clean, it makes the house look nice for a night and then it's a disaster again in the morning. I try to do something nice for the kids and they whine and complain the whole time: Like our recent family trips. There's always one more thing to do, one more thing i didn't do, one more thing they want from me... It's hard.

I by no means live a "hard" life i'm blessed with a husband that works hard for us and my kids aren't hellions. (but they have their moments) I'm not looking for pity. (unless you really want to give me some) No this is my outlet. This is my release, so you fine people won't see my mug shot on america's most wanted for mass murder and arson. (I wouldn't really kill my family, so don't report me to the police please)

When i think about my life, it's a little depressing, but that's for me to change. My attitude towards it. What i do with my day. How i teach my kids gratitude. Not easy tasks. But Hopefully in 20-30 years I'll look back on this time as the glory days and reminisce about them.   

I wanna be a billionaire so freaking bad.....

When this song came out i was in love with it.... It described my goals perfectly. (that and the "i don't want to do nothing at all" song) BUT those two thing aren't compatible. My husband works "mostly" hard everyday in a job that is beneficial but not always enjoyable. there are procedures and pointless drills or classes. I feel bad for him sometimes... (other times i'm jealous that he gets to have an outside job.) My job consists of all of the bills/paperwork for our house, the actually house and the kids. I know it doesn't seem like a lot. But come over on a random afternoon it's chaos. There is laundry sitting anywhere it can, toys spread across the floor like land mines, children usually fighting over the stupidest things, lunch spread over the counter tops and table. a baby eating the smallest most dangerous choking hazard she can. My husband texting me to look at the latest funniest youtube video he just saw and me spinning in circles trying to figure out what to do first.

I can imagine the general consensus of mothers talking to me about it.....(or my husband when he gets home)

Them: Now is it this bad everyday?

Me: eh 5 out of 7.

Them: Why don't you do one chore a day or all of them before you do anything distracting?

Me: Well i've tried those methods, one chore a day is not enough. and if i clean before anything else it's wrecked like 20 minutes later once the kids get to it.

Them: Oh well then just continually pick up after them then. Problem Solved!

Me: "groan" I'll try I guess.... (i'm thinking i wish i worked outside the home again or that there were three of me one for the kids one for the house and one to just relax and do what ever i wanted)

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Ok so i have that conversation MANY times with my hubby. who by the way boasts that HE could do a better job, by keeping the kids in check though "daddy influence" (aka fear) and the house would be spotless (even though when he does clean he just works on the things he likes and leaves the other stuff for me)
So out of love for my kids and a hurt ego i stay here at home struggling to find the motivation to work.

Maybe our method of splitting up the responsibilities is a little different, but i understand the reasoning behind it.
My husband works all day, he doesn't want to work more when he gets home... I'm home all day I "should" be able to keep up the house and not let the children get hurt or starve (plus help them learn stuff).
But I personally find it hard.. I don't think i'll ever have a magazine house.. (we have bad habits) But i see other women who have multiple children and the majority have some mess in their house. (there are the exceptions/examples)
Anywho back to being a billionaire. I would have a maid so i could spend time with my family and have free time without over burdening my husband.

Now how to become one.... (actually possibilities are low) but i have dreams and interests. I had suggestions of making a cd of my singing and sending it to different places, I've been in the process of trying to write a book (lots of blocks on that one) we save and invest (but that takes years to add up)

SO i'm making what i can out of what i got.... so now i ask for advice. How do you mother's and fathers and people who live in houses balance out your day to keep your dwellings clean and tidy while making the residents happy too? (and maybe have sometime to write a book? lol)