The "lego people" are more polly pocket-ish rather than the normal Lego people...but, I'm okay with that:)
Just thought I'd pass along the good news:)
Friday, December 23, 2011
Look what's coming...
The "lego people" are more polly pocket-ish rather than the normal Lego people...but, I'm okay with that:)
Just thought I'd pass along the good news:)
Wednesday, December 21, 2011
I have a black eye:(
So, in my rush to try to make donut snowmen and reindeer, create NorthPole cupcakes and Milano cookie treats...clean my house, make it to the Christmas Sing a long and school parties WITH all the treats...and then change little Munchkin into clean clothes because she managed to get frosting everywhere...
yes...well, in my rush...I FORGOT that I had put the metal chairs that normally sit at our island in the kitchen, into the laundry room. I did this because the legs broke on one of them and it looked silly to just have one chair...and, I was in a hurry so I dragged them into the laundry room...
I forgot this as I stormed into the dark room and bent over quickly to check the washer to see if any of Little Munchkin's clothes might be ready to switch to the dryer before everyone got to the house...
It was at this time that my eye/head collided with the top, metal ball on the chair back.
I think I've mentioned before that I have a fairly high tolerance for pain...however, in that moment, I immediately put one hand over my eye and crawled out of the room. My head was throbbing so badly that to speak caused more pain...so I just calmly whispered to any one of my girls as I leaned up against the pantry door..."Um, Mommy is hurt...she needs help...now...I need help...please someone get me ice...it would be so appreciated." I said this in such a monotone voice that I think they thought I was kidding...
I'm going to assume this since it took FOREVER for one of them to actually GET what I needed...apparantly, Wild Kratts trumps Mommy, even when she's down for the count...bummer for me!
I finally got that much needed ice and decided to forego the rest of the cleaning and just pass it off to Italian Stallion when he got home...I took my leave on the couch and prayed that my eyeball stayed in it's socket so that I could at least enjoy eating all the many treats I had prepared earlier that day.
Needless to say (as I'm seeing cleary and am able to type a semi-coherent blog post) my eye is fine...the swelling has gone down and the normal skin-tone coloring has returned to most of the area surrounding my eye. It is still painful to touch, so I skimped on any makeup today:)
I can't believe Christmas is on Sunday...(good thing I know photoshop:) But even with my black eye and the burn on my wrist (that's a whole other story too) I'm still enjoying all the preparations and festivities...hope you are too!
yes...well, in my rush...I FORGOT that I had put the metal chairs that normally sit at our island in the kitchen, into the laundry room. I did this because the legs broke on one of them and it looked silly to just have one chair...and, I was in a hurry so I dragged them into the laundry room...
I forgot this as I stormed into the dark room and bent over quickly to check the washer to see if any of Little Munchkin's clothes might be ready to switch to the dryer before everyone got to the house...
It was at this time that my eye/head collided with the top, metal ball on the chair back.
I think I've mentioned before that I have a fairly high tolerance for pain...however, in that moment, I immediately put one hand over my eye and crawled out of the room. My head was throbbing so badly that to speak caused more pain...so I just calmly whispered to any one of my girls as I leaned up against the pantry door..."Um, Mommy is hurt...she needs help...now...I need help...please someone get me ice...it would be so appreciated." I said this in such a monotone voice that I think they thought I was kidding...
I'm going to assume this since it took FOREVER for one of them to actually GET what I needed...apparantly, Wild Kratts trumps Mommy, even when she's down for the count...bummer for me!
I finally got that much needed ice and decided to forego the rest of the cleaning and just pass it off to Italian Stallion when he got home...I took my leave on the couch and prayed that my eyeball stayed in it's socket so that I could at least enjoy eating all the many treats I had prepared earlier that day.
Needless to say (as I'm seeing cleary and am able to type a semi-coherent blog post) my eye is fine...the swelling has gone down and the normal skin-tone coloring has returned to most of the area surrounding my eye. It is still painful to touch, so I skimped on any makeup today:)
I can't believe Christmas is on Sunday...(good thing I know photoshop:) But even with my black eye and the burn on my wrist (that's a whole other story too) I'm still enjoying all the preparations and festivities...hope you are too!
Tuesday, December 20, 2011
Pinterest...how I love thee:)
I know many people now that are addicted to this site...
not mine...rather...Pinterest...(good grief, I can't imagine anyone being "addicted" to MY site for heaven's sake...we're lucky if I get post up here once every 2 weeks or so...it would be a SAD addiction to say the least...but I'm getting off track...)
We celebrated the last school day of 2011 today...and with that comes school sing a longs...fun treats...goofy games and "teacher gifts"...
Seeing as I am often up WAYYY later than I should be, I tend to spend time looking for more ideas to keep me up even longer...it's a never-ending cycle...
A month or so, ago, I saw this idea and thought it would be fun...so I "Pinned" it and kept it in the forefront of my mind...so that when "today" came, I was ready to get started...
All you need is:
*a shadow box
*a piece of heavy paper (card stock, old Creative Memories scrapbook pages, etc)
*box of crayons (i got the box orf 48 just to be sure)
*glue (I used Elmer's stick glue)
*a sharp kitchen knife
*ribbon, if you want:)
Basically, I just traced the letter on my paper, lightly with pencil...Then I put glue down in about a quarter of the "O" and started laying crayons in there as I'd like to see them...I then drew, with pencil again, ON the crayon where I needed to cut off the excess. I'd take once crayon off the glue at a time, cut off the ends, and then stick it back in place. Just did that all the way around...
I put ribbon around the edges because the paper wouldn't fit to the edge and I wanted to cover it up.
That's about it...it took about an hour (but that's because Peanut wanted to "HELP" me do it...and as you know, sometime the "helping" makes for a longer work time:)
But it turned out like this:
With Sweetpea's teacher, I figured with being a 4th grade teacher, she'd need something other than crayons...I thought about doing this same thing with pencils, but I'm thinking that a kitchen knife ain't gonna cut it (Pun Intended)
I've always loved Alphabet Photography, but have often been frustrated with my inability to "see letters in nature"..I try, but it just ain't happenin'...so, I tried to be creative...
After a couple cups of coffee, the idea hit me around midnight:) I just started making letters out of school supplies...then I'd take pictures of them and spelled out Sweetpea's teacher's name...I used her little Mary Janes for the first letter just so she felt like it made it bit more personal...
I'm telling you...it's AMAZING what you can put together in photoshop:)
Here's what it looks like in the frame:
I stole lots of ideas from Pinterest for this last day of parties:)
not mine...rather...Pinterest...(good grief, I can't imagine anyone being "addicted" to MY site for heaven's sake...we're lucky if I get post up here once every 2 weeks or so...it would be a SAD addiction to say the least...but I'm getting off track...)
We celebrated the last school day of 2011 today...and with that comes school sing a longs...fun treats...goofy games and "teacher gifts"...
Seeing as I am often up WAYYY later than I should be, I tend to spend time looking for more ideas to keep me up even longer...it's a never-ending cycle...
A month or so, ago, I saw this idea and thought it would be fun...so I "Pinned" it and kept it in the forefront of my mind...so that when "today" came, I was ready to get started...
All you need is:
*a shadow box
*a piece of heavy paper (card stock, old Creative Memories scrapbook pages, etc)
*box of crayons (i got the box orf 48 just to be sure)
*glue (I used Elmer's stick glue)
*a sharp kitchen knife
*ribbon, if you want:)
Basically, I just traced the letter on my paper, lightly with pencil...Then I put glue down in about a quarter of the "O" and started laying crayons in there as I'd like to see them...I then drew, with pencil again, ON the crayon where I needed to cut off the excess. I'd take once crayon off the glue at a time, cut off the ends, and then stick it back in place. Just did that all the way around...
I put ribbon around the edges because the paper wouldn't fit to the edge and I wanted to cover it up.
That's about it...it took about an hour (but that's because Peanut wanted to "HELP" me do it...and as you know, sometime the "helping" makes for a longer work time:)
But it turned out like this:
With Sweetpea's teacher, I figured with being a 4th grade teacher, she'd need something other than crayons...I thought about doing this same thing with pencils, but I'm thinking that a kitchen knife ain't gonna cut it (Pun Intended)
I've always loved Alphabet Photography, but have often been frustrated with my inability to "see letters in nature"..I try, but it just ain't happenin'...so, I tried to be creative...
After a couple cups of coffee, the idea hit me around midnight:) I just started making letters out of school supplies...then I'd take pictures of them and spelled out Sweetpea's teacher's name...I used her little Mary Janes for the first letter just so she felt like it made it bit more personal...
I'm telling you...it's AMAZING what you can put together in photoshop:)
Here's what it looks like in the frame:
I stole lots of ideas from Pinterest for this last day of parties:)
So...all this to say...if you haven't discovered Pinterest yet...you might want to check it out...
Pippa I am NOT:(
Today, I am failing miserably...as I have recently endeavored to emmulate the fashion sense of Pippa Middleton...oh to be savvy and chic...
But, as I donned my oversized snowman earrings and snowman pin the size of the palm of my hand...gifts given from zealous students throughout the years...
Well...in the words of my 4 year old, "Mommy, you look amazing!"
So, I won't be gracing the front of People magazine, nor will I snag a whistle or jealous eyes from Kardashian lovers...
but today...my babies will think I'm the coolest ever!!!
But, as I donned my oversized snowman earrings and snowman pin the size of the palm of my hand...gifts given from zealous students throughout the years...
Well...in the words of my 4 year old, "Mommy, you look amazing!"
So, I won't be gracing the front of People magazine, nor will I snag a whistle or jealous eyes from Kardashian lovers...
but today...my babies will think I'm the coolest ever!!!
Monday, December 19, 2011
What to do when you don't have a buffer...
Um...excuse me? What in the world are you talking about with a post title like that?
Here's the way I see it...We are a household of girls...(minus daddy, but for this story/analogy/whatever you want to call it, he doesn't count...no offense sweetheart, but in order to count for this you have to be a child)
You see, we have drama...D.R.A.M.A. in our house...pretty much daily...oh, we've got the tears, the roller coaster of emotions, the "that's not fair" and then some more tears...
We've got the happy too...but, the tears are what get me...it's as if the world is coming to an end as we know it...because someone's hair is out of place...
Now, had we a boy in the mix...who may happen upon "drama" at certain times of growing up...there would be a point where you'd say to the young lad, "hey, mary, quit the crying!" He'd probably look at you shocked, and then smirk and realize that he needs to get a grip...and in the midst of "sisters", he'd be the buffer...
You don't do this with girls...you don't DARE do this with my girls...it just makes things worse...
Well...as you can imagine all these hormones can have a toll on everyone...especially Daddy...
That's why we let him go grocery shopping at 8pm on weekdays every so often, while we try to get showered and in bed...
It's also why we've decided that amidst our princess dresses, dolls, polly pockets, calico critters, and all things pink and purple...we'd throw some "manly" legos into the bunch.
We bought our first lego set 2 years ago while in Chicago...it's a Christmas set (and since we have so many traditions already, why not throw another one in the pot)
Italian Stallion went out and purchased Christmas set #2 this afternoon and we got to work on it immediately...we had just finished the first set on Sunday...
It just goes to show you that you can lead a horse to water, but you can't make him drink...
Oh, Italian Stallion had the booklet of directions out...he was all into the sorting and the calculations of how things go together...what he failed to remember, was that he was working with daughters that were birthed from his wife...miss A.D.D. and high hormone levels herself:)
So while he diligently tried to keep us on track...
We sorta went off and did our own thing...oh sure, we had to take things apart a million times before we got it right (because we just tossed those directions aside)...we had fun...especially playing with the peoples:)
Since we don't have a "brother" to be our buffer...we hope that by introducing things other than jewelry and stuffed animals, that maybe some of that...I don't know...LESS DRAMA will rub off...
So far, we've managed to create large messes on our family room floor and frustrate Daddy with our squealing and not following the directions:)
He may not admit it though...there are moments...and it is quite fun!
Here's the way I see it...We are a household of girls...(minus daddy, but for this story/analogy/whatever you want to call it, he doesn't count...no offense sweetheart, but in order to count for this you have to be a child)
You see, we have drama...D.R.A.M.A. in our house...pretty much daily...oh, we've got the tears, the roller coaster of emotions, the "that's not fair" and then some more tears...
We've got the happy too...but, the tears are what get me...it's as if the world is coming to an end as we know it...because someone's hair is out of place...
Now, had we a boy in the mix...who may happen upon "drama" at certain times of growing up...there would be a point where you'd say to the young lad, "hey, mary, quit the crying!" He'd probably look at you shocked, and then smirk and realize that he needs to get a grip...and in the midst of "sisters", he'd be the buffer...
You don't do this with girls...you don't DARE do this with my girls...it just makes things worse...
Well...as you can imagine all these hormones can have a toll on everyone...especially Daddy...
That's why we let him go grocery shopping at 8pm on weekdays every so often, while we try to get showered and in bed...
It's also why we've decided that amidst our princess dresses, dolls, polly pockets, calico critters, and all things pink and purple...we'd throw some "manly" legos into the bunch.
We bought our first lego set 2 years ago while in Chicago...it's a Christmas set (and since we have so many traditions already, why not throw another one in the pot)
Italian Stallion went out and purchased Christmas set #2 this afternoon and we got to work on it immediately...we had just finished the first set on Sunday...
It just goes to show you that you can lead a horse to water, but you can't make him drink...
Oh, Italian Stallion had the booklet of directions out...he was all into the sorting and the calculations of how things go together...what he failed to remember, was that he was working with daughters that were birthed from his wife...miss A.D.D. and high hormone levels herself:)
So while he diligently tried to keep us on track...
We sorta went off and did our own thing...oh sure, we had to take things apart a million times before we got it right (because we just tossed those directions aside)...we had fun...especially playing with the peoples:)
Sweetpea and I made this one strictly by looking at the box:) ha ha Daddy:)
We make sure that we get "hair" for the people and then designate who is who...see me...the one with the camera???
Since we don't have a "brother" to be our buffer...we hope that by introducing things other than jewelry and stuffed animals, that maybe some of that...I don't know...LESS DRAMA will rub off...
So far, we've managed to create large messes on our family room floor and frustrate Daddy with our squealing and not following the directions:)
He may not admit it though...there are moments...and it is quite fun!
Sunday, December 18, 2011
All I want for christmas...
Okay...not ALL I want for christmas...but...
I've determined that I need THIS for Christmas...and if not for Christmas, then just a "hey, just because you are you" type of gift...and here are some reasons why:
1) My memory STINKS...I can't stay on task if my life depended on it...(okay, maybe if my LIFE depended on it) but, in normal situations where I have to change over the laundry before it starts to smell...or wash the pots and pans so I can actually cook a meal...make sure I have shampoo/conditioner in the shower BEFORE I get all wet, even though I've "reminded" myself a gazillion times to get it out of the grocery bag in the bedroom!!! UGH
2) My brain thinks faster than my hand can write/type...infact, I get these GREAT ideas for blogs...oh, while I'm in the car or in the middle of making the bed...most of the time, I just sort of "zone out" (not while driving of course) and "think" about the blog I could write...and "in my mind", I am a PHENOMENAL writer...I mean, the way I weave words...it's amazing, LET ME TELL YOU! By the time I can get myself in front of a computer, however, #1 kicks in and I can't remember anything that I just "wrote" in my head.
And so, you all have to suffer through these lovely attempts at blogging in the hopes that I can put together coherent sentences and use big girl words instead of my daily conversations with my 4 year old which consists of, "Mommy, I have to go pee...so I'm going to go to the potty and then we can talk and then you can come help me and can I have macaroni and cheese and some pop? but I want a cookie too...could I have that and then let's color!" (I don't know where she gets that steady stream of non-sensical words that flow from her mouth in what seems like a never-ending sentence)
And so, I thought...HEY, wouldn't it be great if I just had a little hand held thingy (great use of big girl words I KNOW) where I could just flip it on and record my thoughts. I might actually achieve some "funny" (I'm VERY funny in my own head...whilst driving and listening to Little Munchkin sing Tangled songs over and over again) OR, perhaps my paragraphs would go together and there were be this "flow" to each post...wouldn't THAT be something?
However, I do NOT have this device currently and once again, my brain has completely switched gears on me and I can't think of anything else to write...except that now I am remembering that there are 2 baskets of clothes in my laundry room and I'm not sure if I put away the leftovers from dinner and I KNOW FOR SURE that I didn't put the sheets on my bed and my hubby is heading there now...dang...gotta run..
I've determined that I need THIS for Christmas...and if not for Christmas, then just a "hey, just because you are you" type of gift...and here are some reasons why:
1) My memory STINKS...I can't stay on task if my life depended on it...(okay, maybe if my LIFE depended on it) but, in normal situations where I have to change over the laundry before it starts to smell...or wash the pots and pans so I can actually cook a meal...make sure I have shampoo/conditioner in the shower BEFORE I get all wet, even though I've "reminded" myself a gazillion times to get it out of the grocery bag in the bedroom!!! UGH
2) My brain thinks faster than my hand can write/type...infact, I get these GREAT ideas for blogs...oh, while I'm in the car or in the middle of making the bed...most of the time, I just sort of "zone out" (not while driving of course) and "think" about the blog I could write...and "in my mind", I am a PHENOMENAL writer...I mean, the way I weave words...it's amazing, LET ME TELL YOU! By the time I can get myself in front of a computer, however, #1 kicks in and I can't remember anything that I just "wrote" in my head.
And so, you all have to suffer through these lovely attempts at blogging in the hopes that I can put together coherent sentences and use big girl words instead of my daily conversations with my 4 year old which consists of, "Mommy, I have to go pee...so I'm going to go to the potty and then we can talk and then you can come help me and can I have macaroni and cheese and some pop? but I want a cookie too...could I have that and then let's color!" (I don't know where she gets that steady stream of non-sensical words that flow from her mouth in what seems like a never-ending sentence)
And so, I thought...HEY, wouldn't it be great if I just had a little hand held thingy (great use of big girl words I KNOW) where I could just flip it on and record my thoughts. I might actually achieve some "funny" (I'm VERY funny in my own head...whilst driving and listening to Little Munchkin sing Tangled songs over and over again) OR, perhaps my paragraphs would go together and there were be this "flow" to each post...wouldn't THAT be something?
However, I do NOT have this device currently and once again, my brain has completely switched gears on me and I can't think of anything else to write...except that now I am remembering that there are 2 baskets of clothes in my laundry room and I'm not sure if I put away the leftovers from dinner and I KNOW FOR SURE that I didn't put the sheets on my bed and my hubby is heading there now...dang...gotta run..
Tuesday, December 13, 2011
CAUTION: p90x causes acid reflux...
apparantly the ab ripper and mason twist can do some major "twisting" of your insides as well...
Okay...so I suppose the accusations are a bit harsh...especially to all my die hard Beach body friends...
Believe me, it was a hard blow for me too...I've tried doing p90x 3 different times...the first time I fractured my leg, the 2nd and 3rd time left me thinking I either had throat cancer or was having a heart attack...
Turns out, it's just a form of acid reflux caused by the extreme straining and twisting of my body trying to achieve those killer abs...I think my dear Italian Stallion is going to have to get used to seein' a little muffin top from here on out...
And really, it just means that there is more of me to love...
Now granted, my doctor didn't tell me that I couldn't exercise at all...she "might" have said that cardio workouts are still just fine...however, I may or may not have just spaced out there in my absolute delight of discovering that I didn't have cancer (that and the fact that I probably have some ADD issues...but that's a whole 'nother story)
I'm not trying to make humor at a cancer diagnosis'...I'm one of those people that when something goes "awry" in my daily life, my mind just goes there...do not pass GO, do not collect $200...it goes straight to the worst case scenario. It's a gift I have:)
So anyway, currently I AM able to swallow without feeling like I have a golfball lodged in my throat and I can eat without jerking my head & neck in a weird directions as if having a seizure, without calling attention to myself in the middle of a restaurant where my husband needs to give me the STARE as if to say, "Oh my goodness, would you stop that and just take a sip of WATER!"
I still have those "ghost pains" of where the swallowing and "wake me out of dead sleep in the middle of the night" pains WERE...back when it was hurting so badly that I assumed I had cancer (are you getting the picture here...I can tell you, I am a PEACH to live with!!!)
So, we'll see if the meds work...of course, I'll be the one eating my Christmas cookies and NOT working out, so I don't expect to be feeling anything other than overweight and "sugar-fied" for the next month anyway:) The doctor did say that if the pain came back that I'd have to have some type of "scope" thing...I didn't want her to elaborate on that "possibility"...I already have my own imagined "nightmares"... so,I don't need "reality" hitting me upside the head as well...
Just thought I'd let you know what was up with me...we're still knee deep in all our advent traditions and getting excited to see loved ones very soon...hope your December is everything you hoped it would be!
Okay...so I suppose the accusations are a bit harsh...especially to all my die hard Beach body friends...
Believe me, it was a hard blow for me too...I've tried doing p90x 3 different times...the first time I fractured my leg, the 2nd and 3rd time left me thinking I either had throat cancer or was having a heart attack...
Turns out, it's just a form of acid reflux caused by the extreme straining and twisting of my body trying to achieve those killer abs...I think my dear Italian Stallion is going to have to get used to seein' a little muffin top from here on out...
And really, it just means that there is more of me to love...
Now granted, my doctor didn't tell me that I couldn't exercise at all...she "might" have said that cardio workouts are still just fine...however, I may or may not have just spaced out there in my absolute delight of discovering that I didn't have cancer (that and the fact that I probably have some ADD issues...but that's a whole 'nother story)
I'm not trying to make humor at a cancer diagnosis'...I'm one of those people that when something goes "awry" in my daily life, my mind just goes there...do not pass GO, do not collect $200...it goes straight to the worst case scenario. It's a gift I have:)
So anyway, currently I AM able to swallow without feeling like I have a golfball lodged in my throat and I can eat without jerking my head & neck in a weird directions as if having a seizure, without calling attention to myself in the middle of a restaurant where my husband needs to give me the STARE as if to say, "Oh my goodness, would you stop that and just take a sip of WATER!"
I still have those "ghost pains" of where the swallowing and "wake me out of dead sleep in the middle of the night" pains WERE...back when it was hurting so badly that I assumed I had cancer (are you getting the picture here...I can tell you, I am a PEACH to live with!!!)
So, we'll see if the meds work...of course, I'll be the one eating my Christmas cookies and NOT working out, so I don't expect to be feeling anything other than overweight and "sugar-fied" for the next month anyway:) The doctor did say that if the pain came back that I'd have to have some type of "scope" thing...I didn't want her to elaborate on that "possibility"...I already have my own imagined "nightmares"... so,I don't need "reality" hitting me upside the head as well...
Just thought I'd let you know what was up with me...we're still knee deep in all our advent traditions and getting excited to see loved ones very soon...hope your December is everything you hoped it would be!
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