Monday, February 23, 2009

Just waiting for the shoe to drop....

So, a week ago Sunday I broke a mirror. I swear, it wasn't my fault. I was in the bathroom getting ready for Moira's party and I opened up the medicine cabinet (we have one of those ones that is divided into 3 doors if that makes sense) anyway, I opened the one cabinet, and it attacked me! It was like a ferocious man (mom) eating beast! It was horrible, a knock down drag out fight. But in the end I was victorious. You aren't buying that are you? Ok, real story, I opened the cabinet door and I guess it popped off the hinges or something. It crashed into the sink then toppled forward and hit the floor. It then shattered into a billion pieces. Ok, not that either, it pretty much cracked and one big chunk of mirror fell off, but it stayed pretty intact. That was very lucky because Moira was right next to me when all this happened. We both kind of looked at each other like "What the heck just happened?!" The sucky part is there is no way to just put the cabinet door back up. So, we have an open section of the medicine cabinet, which I'm not the most picky person in the world, but it's bugging the stuffing out of me every time I see it. I'd love to replace the cabinet ASAP, I'm actually wanting to just get a pretty mirror and not have the medicine cabinet part, but we are still trying to figure out about a new car so I don't want to spend upwards of $100 on replacing it. So, it just sits there on the wall, all gap-toothed and taunting me.

With the car situation, here is the solution we have come up with: it seems the main thing holding us back from new car buying glory is that we would be rolling the remainder of our current car loan into the new loan. We get approved for financing, but they want a crazy amount for a down payment. We are pretty much upside down in our current loan, and car dealerships are only offering about $3000 for it for trade. So, we are going to try to sell the van ourselves. We've never sold a car before, so it makes me nervous. But, if we do that then we will probably only have to pay $2,000 or less out of pocket to pay off the loan. Then we go to the dealership and should be able to get financing with no problem. So, later this week Dennis will take the car to be detailed and prettied up, and we will list it on craigslist. It really is a nice van. If it had 8 passenger seating we wouldn't be trying to buy a new one, but it doesn't make sense for us to have to take 2 cars whenever we go out as a family.


It's a little overwhelming to me right now, all these changes. Oh, did I mention that Dennis hates his job and is looking for a new one? I like to think of myself as a pretty easy going, go with the flow kinda gal (though Dennis insists I'm really a bit of a control freak). I'm not stressed so much as just kind of "AAARRGGGGGGGHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!" with all this going on. It's a lot of change that has to work out perfectly within the time frame we have...which as of yesterday is pretty much 7 weeks exactly and counting. I do honestly feel that things will work out the way they are supposed to work out, so I try not to worry. See, would a control freak have a philosophy like that? In your face, Dennis! I'm not a control freak....much.


And that is why I'm waiting for the other shoe to drop. I mean, the broken mirror means 7 years bad luck, right? And we have a lot going on right now that could go wrong. But I'll just have to think positively and assume that the 7 years bad luck is just a bunch of hoowie. Or I'll have to start studying how to break a superstition. And I'm not good at studying. I'd probably end up causing the Apocalypse...or worse, having to do more studying. Oh, the horror! The horror! ("somebody think of the children!")


I'll end this with a little 'blast from the past'. I took this picture at the beginning of August 2007, so about 18 months ago. It's still one of my favorites. Yes, the kids are blowing raspberries at the camera. Well, except for Lincoln who has a look of "This is the gene pool I come from? I'm afraid....very afraid!". You know, I do have the kids sit for posed nice pictures, and yet it's the goofy ones like this that are always my favorites.




Thursday, February 19, 2009

Jerry? Is there a Jerry in the house?

Apparently, there is in my house. Who, knew? The story goes like this:

Bastian has a secret twin named Jerry that lives down the street. So, they decided to switch houses for a little while. So, this afternoon we were visited by Jerry Sixmonths (yes, that is the actual name he told me). Now, normally Bastian gets really annoyed because Moira just thinks he's the greatest boy ever so she follows him around, but this afternoon he thought it was great because she was asking "Jerry" all kinds of questions about himself. What games he likes to play....if he has any pets....what his favorite foods are....
I'm not positive, but I'm pretty sure that she did think he really was some strange kid that looked exactly like Bastian.
At dinner Jerry decided to go home. I think my homemade individual sized pot pies scared him away. Too bad for poor Bastian, though, because he didn't like it either and he didn't get dessert tonight. I bet Jerry's mom makes better dinners. I bet she makes chocolate pasta with frosting gravy for dinner. I wonder if she wants to adopt me?

I thought I had at least another 30 to 40 years before I had to ask one of my kids "Who are you?".

Wednesday, February 18, 2009

An over-heard conversation.....

Moira: (trying to ask Gideon something, but she wasn't making any sense)
Gideon:What?
Moira: (says it again, but you still can't understand her)
Gideon: WHAT? What are you SAYING?! I can't understand you! Talk English!
Moira: But I don't KNOW English!
Gideon: English is a language.
Moira: But I don't know a language! What is a language?
Gideon: it is the words you are saying. I'm talking English.
Moira: But I don't KNOW English!
Gideon: (heavy sigh) Just tell me what you were trying to say.
Moira: I don't remember.

Me: giggle giggle giggle.


Moira's birthday was on Sunday. We had a nice party at Chuck E Cheese with Nana, Aunt Linds, Uncle Mike, Michelle, Sophie and Renee. Apparently chuck e cheese's is the busiest place on earth, because there was some issues with the seating. I won't get into it, but I'll admit as nice as the party part was, and as much fun as the kids had, I'm not sure if I will book another birthday party there.
Anyway, here is a slideshow from Moira's party: http://s212.photobucket.com/albums/cc98/luvmy5monkeys/early%202009/?action=view&current=8b34496c.pbw
and, I swear Gideon was there, he just refused to let me take his picture!

On Monday I took Moira and Bastian to the mall, because Moira had gotten a $12 gift card to build a bear (she signed up last year for their birthday club). She made a cute brown bunny, and I bought one of the sound things to put in the paw. It sings happy birthday. She named her bunny Cuddles. I also bought one of the sound things where you can record your own 10 second message. I'm going to bring it with me to my next OB appointment and record Peeps heartbeat when the doctor checks it with the doppler. Then the kids will make a stuffy for Peep. Pretty cute idea, isn't it?

While we were at the mall I asked Moira if she wanted to get her ears pierced. She said yes. In fact, Bastian said he did to..."if they have a skull earring, because that would look cool!". Unfortunately for Bastian, they did not have a skull earring (but that would have been cool, right?). And Moira picked out the earrings she wanted, a flower shape with different color rhinestones for each petal. They were pretty cute. But, when I explained to her how it might hurt for a minute when they put the earrings in she changed her mind. she said "Maybe I should wait until I'm bigger. I'm only a little big girl, and I should wait until I'm a bigger big girl." So, no earrings for now. Oh well, maybe next time. And I just need to keep my eyes out for some skull earrings for Bastian haha

Tuesday, February 10, 2009

I just can't stop looking at Peep!!!




I feel like that scene in A Bugs Life where the mosquito flies into the bug zapper (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vod9DL4IhBM) not that Peep is a bug zapper or anything, but is it wrong of me that I look at these pictures so much? I think it's just because I waited so long to actually be able to see a 3-d ultrasound. We had the chance to do it with Lincoln, but he didn't cooperate, so we only got a picture of his foot. Mind you, it was a beautiful...if LARGE foot, but still, that's not as cool as seeing the face.
We just got back from a checkup. (Moira, Lincoln and I) I'm measuring 1 week ahead, but that is normal for me. Peep sounds good, nice strong heartbeat. Everything is going well. Only 8 and 1/2 weeks to go!!!



Thursday, February 5, 2009

This one is for my sickie girl...

Moira has been a bit sick this week. Nothing too big, it seems mostly like a head cold. Poor girl.

Yesterday morning she was telling me about the dream she had overnight:

Moira: I had a dream last night.
Me: What was it about?
Moira: I was a girl King...
Me: That is a Queen, honey.
Moira: yeah, a Queen. I was a Queen, and you were a grown up Princess.
Me: What was daddy?
Moira: He was a grown up King.
Me: Well, what were your brothers?
Moira: Oh, them.... they are just the Royal Guys that make me my dinner.

And, isn't that all we really want from life? To be a Queen and have Royal Guys make our food for us?