Monday, April 24, 2006


We came down here for what was supposed to be a week right before Easter. We'll be here the rest of the week and probably next week too. Sapphire got sick, then Journey, now he has an ear infection. We are staying at a lovely park that has a big pond with geese and goselings. They are so cute, all lined up following behind their mommy. It has a swingset and a big slide. It does not however have wifi so I won't be on much. After we get settled in the next job I'll be able to post more.

Wednesday, April 12, 2006

My husband works too hard

My husband works too hard. He is getting a lot better. I keep trying to tell him to delegate. He's in a position where he can tell other people what to do and relax a little but he works harder than most of the guys on his crew. He pays for it too. He may be young but his body doesn't think it is. He has had two GI bleeds. He's under thirty. When your doctor says it's just a freak of nature thing it can't be good. He's hurt his back several times, luckily nothing too serious, pulled muscles and like. It's only a matter of time though.

I really feel like he got the bum deal in our marriage. When we first got together we had plans. I was in high school sort of. I was in the teen parent program which is a self paced program so that you can graduate early if you work at it. I graduated a year early, with a 4.0 my senior year too. I got better grades after I had a baby. Then I went to college. I took night, weekend, and telecourse classes to get my associates degree. Well the plan was to have a baby, take a year off, then go to the university and finish my degree. Once I got a good job that paid at least as much as his did I would work and he would stay home.

Things didn't go as planned. I went to the university for a semester. Did a very small internship. Realized that I hated what I was majoring in. So I went back to the community college and tried to get into the nursing program. It's so competitive and I had so many credits of unrelated classes that weren't doing much for my grade point. You basically had to have work experience as a CNA, and a 4.0 to get into the program. So that was out of the question now. We talked about moving so that I could enter into a different program. But then life got in the way, another baby, and now traveling. So things didn't work out as planned.

I feel at times that he resents me crapping out on my end of the deal. I had a chance to go to school and I blew it to have more kids. I could still finish my degree and get a job but I love being a stay at home mom. I would have to put my kids into daycare to finish school and then the first year or two that I started a new job. I don't want that. I wish that there was something that I could do at home and make enough money at that my dh didn't have to work at his crappy job.

I'm such a dork

I get a little thrill when I get to the end of the post and do the spell check and nothing is misspelled. I am such a dork.

I haven't been writing much lately. I've started a few things but I'm always distracted. It's something that I miss. Writing here isn't the same. It's my creative outlet, stress relief, and my passion. I feel like I'm missing a part of me when I haven't written anything in awhile. It's so much a part of who I am that I am lost without it.

My booby baby

He's so funny. It cracks me up how excited he gets sometimes. Do bottle fed babies get that way? We lay down together at night and he starts giggling. After he latches on and gets a few nibbles he looks up and smiles around my boob. It's the cutest thing ever. Nothing brings a smile to my face faster. With milk dribbling down his chin, trying smile around his dinner. It's a lot cuter than when Kenzie chews with his mouth open.

Monday, April 10, 2006

The smallest thing may make a difference

A week or two ago I went to a thrift store that supports the local animal shelter. They had some cats on display and the kids were petting them. There was another woman there petting them also. We struck up a conversation about past pets since neither of us have any right now. She is also living in a trailer and traveling with her husband but she doesn't have any children. She had MS and doesn't feel like she could handle children as her health isn't good. We talked for awhile and she eventually asked if I knew where the animal shelter was. It happens to be right next to our rv park and I gave her some general directions.

I took the kids to the shelter today to pet the cats and such. She was there. It's funny because although I remember the conversation well I didn't really think anything of it. I talk to people at stores or the park all the time. Well it really made a difference to her. She'd been feeling so isolated up here. Right after she left the store she went to the shelter and volunteered. She's been volunteering there since then and loves it. It's funny that something so simple as a 10 minute conversation and giving someone directions could make a difference. It really warms my heart.

We are going back to the shelter tomorrow to visit. I'd like to start up at least a penpal relationship since we are supposed to be leaving Thursday.


I feel like going back to bed. It's going to be one of those days I'm sure. I have lots of things that I need to do but I don't feel like getting off my butt. I'm still wearing my pj's. In fact so are all of the kids. yeah that was a fragment. So I hope that I didn't drag everyone down with the sheer boredom of this post.

Saturday, April 08, 2006

My Treasure Map

Beyond Expectations!

A collage view of my treasure maps. I used several pieces of paper to signify different areas of my life. Beyond Expectations is a big theme that runs through a lot of it. I know that growing up I always felt that lived up to peoples expectations and they weren't very high. So one of my goals, hopes, desires for this next year is to live beyond expectations, mine, my family's and just what everyone else thinks of me. It's nice to be a little suprising.

This is my dream house. Sorry it's a little fuzzy, I don't have a scanner. It's hard to take a picture of a picture. Not the best drawing but it's a visualization of what I would love to have.

A little poem about what I want from my writing

The words come is spurts,
every now and then
like rain drops
growing on my page
flowers of knowledge
touching your heart
with beauty and grace.

Friday, April 07, 2006

Kid Pics

I took the kids out on a little drive to take some spring pics before sil came to visit.

The Marcus Whitman. A very snazzy expensive hotel, very visable and recognizable once you enter town. Fluffy clouds and blue sky out the car window.Cherry trees along second st. Some farm land in the area, large farming community here.

Finally some decent weather

All week it has been raining. They've gotten almost their whole monthly average rainfall here already and it's not a week into the month. It was nice today though. A little overcast but warm. I took the kids for a walk. We were taking a dirt path that runs behind the park to the golf course. The park is right up against the course, just a small burm in between them. Anyways we were walking along, picking up rocks and suddenly I hear this screeching. It wasn't my kids. It was a bird, on the ground, on her nest. Not even in the grass or anything, just in the dirt. Not a very smart bird, although I didn't see her until she started squawking at me. The kids thought that was really neat. Especially Sapphire, she wants to be an animal control officer when she grows up. Watches animal cops on Animal planet all the time. She's so sensitive, she was crying because of some things on the show the other day.

Then there is animal killer. Not on purpose, don't get all pissed off. You see the only pets we had are some goldfish, about 8 of them in a 20 gallon tank. It's a pain to drain when we move but the kids like it. So I put a bottle of infants advil on the tank and it tipped over. Well the lid must not of been on all the way because our fish started slowly dying off. At first it was just the little ones and I thought that Dorthy, our big one, was getting hungry. But then the rest started floating and we discovered the bottle. It had probably been a week. We took the remain three fish out and put them in clean bowl of water but to no avail. I drugged out fish to death. Bad pet owner. And they let me have kids....

Tuesday, April 04, 2006

New tricks

Journey is learning to stand on his own. He pulls himself up to something and then lets go and just stands there for as long as he feels brave enough. It's exciting and sad at the same time. He's my last baby and he's growing up too fast. He also got a new tooth on the top and is constantly grinding his teeth together. I'm hoping once the novelty of that wears off he'll stop.

I learned a new trick too.

I also converted to cloth diapers. Still using regular at night but just until I find a good night diaper. It's going pretty well. I am constantly doing laundry anyways, what's another load? I am such a flower child, I think I was born in the wrong era.

Whitman Mission

My sil came to visit for a couple days. I think we wore her out. We went to the park, swimming in her hotel pool, a few wineries and the Whitman Mission

Very sad story but the history of the place was beautiful. We all had lots of fun and combined a history lesson for Sapphire.