Sunday, September 28, 2008

Smart Remarks and THE HOST


So first I have to admit that I did not re-read this book...but only because my neighbor is still borrowing it and is probably having a difficult time getting past the dessert scene which wouldn't be a problem if it didn't take half the book for Wanda to find the REAL people. Anyway, I thought I'd just give myself a free pass and recycle my old review of the book...you know since I'm an Oregonian now and recycling is big around here but then I thought "No, I'll review it again since I'm sure I can think of more things to say." But just in case you want to read what I first though,t here it is. And here is what I think after I've had some time to ponder and forget.

I'll start with the negatives:

Wanda...what the heck is with Stephenie and names...sorry to anyone named Wanda, including my former hairdresser. I like you not your name...sorry. I would have taken Der or ERER over Wanda.

Does the DESERT (thanks for correcting me SARA...sigh) scene really have to be that long? REALLY? There were several parts that I thought could be taken out and I really like the DESERT.

Actually, there are several areas in the book that she could have cut back on and it wouldn't have hurt it one bit, I'm sure I don't have to go into detail since if you read it, you know what I'm talking about. I can see why she had written it, at least for herself to get herself really into the story but cutting out parts wouldn't be like how parts of movies are cut out when they are put on tv....not the same.

What I like:

Melanies memories, like how she met Jamie??? Is it Jamie??? crap I can't remember her boyfriends name but you know who I mean...if you read it. *Thanks Landee for correcting me, this was just actually a test to see if YOU remember his name...yeah that's it, it was a test! ::nervous laugh:: *

I LOVE the cave in an 8 year old sort of way. I could totally see myself thinking it would be the coolest thing to live in a cave but my adult self is like...umm I really need privacy, shower, real toilets and the ability to go outside during the day. BUT I did really enjoy thinking of my younger self living there.

I liked hearing about the other planets...maybe just not as in much detail but I thought it gave good insight into the aliens and a reality to the story.

I like how she ends her stories all warm and fuzzy and the prospect of going further. I even like the body that Wanda goes into at the end...a small weakling body almost seemed fitting for her.

It's Stephenies book and I really like Steph's writing, I find it enjoyable even if she doesn't use a thesaurus often enough. She's a good story teller and I can't wait for more books.

Saturday, September 27, 2008

Can you guess

what me and Jackson did today????


These groovy things are pretty spectacular...I wouldn't want anyone to get jealous. I actually had to bribe Jackson with a watered down 32 oz. Diet pepsi so I could take a picture and share with you the awesomeness of us in these shades! Ours eyes are so dialated that's it's kind of eery to look at us without our shades.

I think I might have mentioned this but I am THE WORST MOM in the whole entire world!!!! We have almost exactly the same prescription...I feel so bad! I suck!!! who knows how long he's gone without seeing very well. All of a sudden all the little things that he's done are now coming together...which makes me not only a bad mom but clueless. BUT at least he's going to look uber cute in his new glasses! I had to talk him down from a certain military type glasses...thank goodness he listened! OOOOOh I also found out that they STILL sale those large groovy glasses from the early 80's. I think Becky has a pair of those. haha I guess they're waiting for them to come back in style. ::crossing fingers::

Friday, September 26, 2008

Foto Friday


I love you Cathe and Lindsay!!!!!!

Thursday, September 25, 2008

Hyrum Hyrum Hyrum

This morning while I was in the basement catching up on some blog reading and email reading, I hear Sara scream at Hyrum, so I run upstairs, Ok so I really walked very slowly in a sort of drag butt sort of way, to see why she was yelling at him. He ate half a bottle of 3mg melatonin...so at least 150 mg.... I run, yes actually ran, upstairs to tell Larry, then I get on the phone with poison control and find out that he should be fine and will most likely be taking a long nap. So in keepin it real..I was almost excited about him taking a nap. Bad Mommy!!! But he only fell asleep for maybe 15 mins and now he's running around like a maniac. I wonder if it has the opposite effect on hypher 3 year olds?

Tuesday, September 23, 2008

1994

In 1994, I HAPPILY (I was stupid...obviously) dropped out of college and moved to Las Vegas to live with Cathe, Lindsay and Stephen. Cathe was in the middle of divorcing what's his name and I need a life change. Those 9 months that I lived with Cathe is in the top 3 of my most favorite times of my life. For the first time I really got to know Cathe and it's been the best thing that could have ever happened to me. I love my sister! Anyway, during that time we would spend our evening drinking Diet Coke (yup I use to drink Diet coke, I switched to Dr. Pepper, had a short affair with Mountain Dew but was later converted to Diet Pepsi), playing cards and eating Red Vines.

Cathe introduced me to Red Vines during this time, I remember the first time she offered them to me and I was all thinking "Umm..I don't really like licorice but since this is a bonding moment I'm gonna eat some" but I found out that it wasn't licorice I didn't like, it was Twizlers I didn't like! It was great news. So anyway, every time I see Red Vines or eat Red Vines, it remind me of me, Cathe, cards and Diet Coke....sigh good memories... So, since I've been sort of feeling left out because I don't really have great advice or ideas, I thought I would share my most treasured treat that I only save when I'm not feeling well.

Take your diet drink of choice and a glass, or plastic cup...whatever you have around. I also recommend ice but that's just a personal preference. Now, normally I don't drink my pop out of a cup, I normally just drink out of the can/bottle/44oz foundtain cup but for this, it's better to have a cup and you'll see why.

I know this picture is slightly creepy looking but I'm REALLY not feeling well today. Anyway, you then take your red vine, chew off both ends and now you have a delicious straw, of course this is just my opinion you can take it or leave it but I recommend you take it or you'll regret for the rest of your life....or not...whatever.


aaah refreshing plus look how much chipper I look now that I'm drinking my dp with a red vine straw...it's like magic..flanking magic...

Monday, September 22, 2008

I'm such a rebel.

Here I am at 34 years of age and I still have a deep deep desire to rebel. What's wrong with me? I don't really NEED to rebel, nobody is holding me back, others opinions shouldn't matter to me any more but yet I sit here fuming over something that happened recently and it just makes me want to dig in my heels and change everything around just to show this person that her opinion doesn't matter to me. GRRRR why do I feel like this? Maybe it's because I wasn't a rebellious teenager, maybe I'm just making up for lost time but really I'm annoyed with myself that I feel this way.

This women had the nerve to tell me how glad she was the Jackson was in school. That's all she said and this is how I take it. I just don't want HER to think that him being in school has any thing to do with her opinion. I know I need to chill but seriously, it drives me crazy that there might even be the slightest inkling that she believes that. I think I need one of Jenny's magic pills or maybe just some friends to flank me.

Friday, September 19, 2008

Arr, me hearty

Hearken well ye' scurvy knaves, for this be Talk Like A Pirate Day.

It's so fitting since the Dayton Pirates just kicked some football booty. yo-ho-ho Ok so I like totally would not normally know that but because Jackson has his ID card and it gets him into games for free, he just HAD to use it so we went to our first football game. It was kind of fun, I ate too much sugar and drank a sugary drink so I'm on the verge of needing to barf but he had fun and so did Sara.

There's some things that really remind me of Panaca and this was one of them. Sports is a big deal in this little town, just like it is in Panaca and EVERYONE in town comes to the games to root for the Pirates. It's fun and nastalgic all at the same time. BUT it totally made me aware of how many people I don't know here. It's kind of sad, I like it here but since we're not invovled in anything, I don't really know anyone but my neighbors. I mean I've lived here for 8 years but still I kind of get that "who are you?" look from the people who work at the little hometown market that's been here since...well forever I'm sure. Which is why I go to the newer mini mart in town even though it's on the other side of town.

Anyway, happy Talk Like A Pirate Day, I guess I should have mentioned this eventful day earlier so everyone could enjoy the piratey fun.

Monday, September 15, 2008

Stalking my Stalkers

I have this whole new obsession with my blog, well not exactly my blog but my blog map at the bottom of the page. I check it out daily..ok so I check it out multiple times a day to see where people are reading from. I'm especially surprised if I see the same place more than once. Seriously people, I think it might be an illness, but now I'm wondering about all those people in other countries that are reading my blog...heck, I'm curious about the people in the US that are reading my blog especially those in the midwest and east coast.

Sooooo I just wanted to say Hello! to whoever is reading it from Bronx AND Brooklyn, NY or Milwaukee, WI or Johnson City, TN or Mount Vernon, IL or St. Petersburg, FL, or Grand Rapids, MI or Plainview, MN or Flint, MN or Melbourne, Australia! Say "HI" the next time you stop by.

Saturday, September 13, 2008

I'm gonna post

but I'm not going to en joy it and neither are you. Life is so boring right now, it's all homework, homework with a side of homework and when we're done with homework then I'm thinking about whether or not Jackson will remember to turn in his homework. Homework sucks, it almost sucks more now then when it was mine.

On Monday I went to an ice cream for kids and parents of the Jr. High and High School. There both tiny and since some teachers teach both they just put us all together. Anyway, I got a chance to meet most of his teachers. While talking to his Language Arts teacher, she informs me that Jackson can't see the board. I look at Jackson, he smiles and gives me a nervous laugh. Now I look like a terrible parent because I haven't gotten his eyes checked and I have to be told by a teacher that he's having trouble seeing. I asked him why he didn't tell me and he just shrugged his shoulders. GRRRR I'm taking Anna's suggestion about boys and food, he can't eat until he gives me at least a paraghraph full of important daily information.

I asked Jackson if he likes his teachers, so he names off all the teachers he likes, which is all of them except his gym teacher. haha So I guess 1 out of 5 isn't bad. They all said the same thing, that he's a happy kid and glad to have him in their class. He is a good kid and I'm proud of him. I guess he has a friend now, his name is Zachery but most people call him Zack, except Jackson, he decided to call him Z...just Z. I can't stop giggling.

This week, Sara has mentioned twice that "this is the worst day of my whole life!" then ran upstairs crying. sigh...if she only knew...

LM was contacted about a job that he would be a good fit for, so if we could get some finger crossing, positive thoughts and a couple of prayers that would be much apprecaited.

And that's it, it's the best I can do this week.

Sunday, September 7, 2008

Dayton Harvest Festival

You guys missed a knee slapping good ol' time yesterday. But lucky for you I took pictures.

Actually, too be honest, I really didn't want to go but Sara, saw the flier and there are signs everywhere so she was anxiously awaiting for the BIG day, I hoped she would forget but then yesterday morning while driving her to a girls activity we passed the park and I knew my hopes of escaping the "fun" were ruined.

Sadly, we missed the parade but really what's a parade without a marching band...?

When we stepped out the front door I heard it...this sound...coming from the park. Our house is only a few blocks away from the park where the festival was taking place. It kind of sounded like a woman singing Indian music...you know from India but as we got closer it was just an ok singer ruining a country music song that I actually liked. Oh well soon after she got off stage these fellars took over to rock the house.
They're called the Country Gents or something with Gent in it or something like that. Anyway, I knew when they mentioned Merle Haggard, that we were in for a treat. They didn't disappoint...unless you don't like twangy country music...which I don't. I do admit, they were good but good golly, does there have to be so much twang???? seriously??? I really need to know. The funnest part was the "mature" single/widowed/divorced women sitting on the hay bales in front of the band. The woman in the white pants was dancing, I didn't get a picture of the other side where there were several more women. Seeing this sight gave me the giggles.. still does.

The kids played in the jump house and the 2 other blow up type thingies. The kids had a blast on those but Hyrum was getting mildly obsessed and started hurting other kids to get on so I had to have LM take him home, but not before getting some cute shots of him and Jackson. I can't tell you how much I love seeing my big boy play with my baby boy, it makes me feel all warm and fuzzy inside.
After a few hours of fun, we got hawaiin shaved ice and cotton candy for our walk home. YUM

Oh I almost forgot. Remember burning your legs on these babies??? Nothing like an ancient metal slide to burn the skin off your legs.

I think this slide is as old as the park. We also have one of these. OOOOOOOOOOOOOOH YEAH! Don't be jealous.

When we were little, we would have Cooper Family picnics near grandma and grandpas gas station in American Fork. All the grand kids would pile onto one of these and beg Uncle Mark to turn it as fast as he could then when he did, he would walk away laughing while we screamed for for him to stop cause someone would need to barf..not me but someone...seriously...NOT ME ...sigh...good times.

Friday, September 5, 2008

A conversation

with my junior high-er.


When I picked up Jackson from school today he jumped into the front seat and handed me his junior high ID card which has the most adorable picture of him by the way. Anyway, he says now I can get into dances and games. Dances???? what??? now something else to stress about. I've seen him dance and...well...scary...very very scary. He can't be old enough to go to dances!

Anyway, as usual, I asked him the same questions that I ask everyday. Then I get frustrated because "yes" "no" answers aren't enough for me. I asked him if he sat with anyone at lunch, did he make any friends, do you have any homework...you know the usual. So I'm telling him how glad I am that school is going so well then mentioned that he's doing better in Junior High then I did and that I really didn't like junior high. So he says: "I bet I know why!" with a huge smile on his face and complete assurance that he REALLY knows why. So I say "Oh really? why do you think?". He says "I bet it's because YOU didn't get to pick out your locker!" so I respond with "umm sure". yeah, I didn't like Junior high because I didn't get to pick out my own locker...wow, jh would have been sooooooooooooooooo much better (slight sarcasm). I'm sure, me not liking junior high had nothing to do with the 10lbs I gained before it started because I became a "woman" over the summer which made me even more self-conscious then I was before, or the fact that I had no friends and was so shy that I couldn't stand the idea of eating lunch by myself so I didn't eat lunch to avoid sitting by myself. And now I realize I'm like the most pathetic person in the universe. I'm so glad I NEVER have to do junior high again..EVER.

Thursday, September 4, 2008

Art Shmart

Can I just tell you how sick I am of "artwork" on my walls. I think Katie had posted about this on her blog too.

This is the fresh new artwork.
And here's the little punk who's trying to give me his saddest look in hopes I'd feel bad for swatting his butt. It didn't work.
This is the second time he's drawn on this wall, the first time was 3 days after I finished painting it. I still have not forgiven him. Luckily, I still have a gallon of this paint left for just these kinds of issues. I'm smart like that.

This one was Jacksons masterpiece. He did this a month after we moved in about 8 years ago. While I was nursing Sara, he found some finger paint and managed to leave evidence on the walls, the floor and had a trail going down the hallway and stairs. The hallway and stairs evidence has been worn down but we still have a large blue circle on the floor. Even though I was so mad, I now don't dare paint over it....it has Jacksons 3 year old hand prints...it's kind of cute now.
I still can't get Sara to stop drawing on the walls. I don't know what to do about her. She has drawn satanic looking pictures at the top of the stairs, I was able to clean those off and now she pretty much keeps her artwork to her bedroom door and walls.
This one was Emily's. She was kind enough to use my brand new expensive scrapbooking markers.

WHY? Why did I have kids????

mornings are for the birds

Seriously. The only thing I miss about homeschooling Jackson is my ability to sleep in. That is now gone forever! How do you people do it? In all my wise-ness, I thought that I would get up a half hour before him, so I could have a few moments of peace before the noise wakes up, to go walking but that means I'm up at 6:30 am and I'm not really liking that part. It's early and I'm tired. Soon, I'm gonna have to go to bed early so I can get up early and all the fun blog commenting happens at night. whaaaaaaaa Ok people, seriously, how do you stay up late and get up early??? I need to know!

Wednesday, September 3, 2008

HA

guess what I'm doing for the next 6 hours and 45 mins???

Watching this!!!!!

I'm so Happy I could cry! I didn't get a chance to watch a single episode so this will be like Christmas. I'm laughing right now just thinking about how much this show makes me laugh.

Tuesday, September 2, 2008

Happy Happy Happy Happy Birthday

CHAD!!! FYI Your OOOOOOOOOOOLD!!!! your welcome.

It's not only Chadwicks big 40th birthday but also Jacksons first day of Middle School. I'm having a bit of an anxiety attack. I'm soooooooooooooo nervous for him and I'm not going to be ok until I see him around 3:15 this afternoon. Call me over protective but...well just call me over protective. Luckily, he's not nearly as nervous as I am.

Here's my baby with his very bright florescent backpack that I tried to talk him out of.
Sara doesn't start school until tomorrow, this year she got into a virtual academy it's like public school at home kind of thing. I'm excited, especially since she's such a smarty that teaching her is kind of fun. Poor poor Emily, doesn't turn 5 until October so has to wait another WHOLE year before starting Kindergarten.

Monday, September 1, 2008

Midgnight Sun AKA LM don't read!

So I did it...I read it and if it makes you feel better St. Jenny, I regret it. Not because it wasn't hissing-ly vampire-ly awesome but because she didn't even get to the first kissing scene and that right there was my only complaint. Now of course I llllllllllllllllllllluuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuvvvvvvvvv Edward even more...if that is humanely possible (I told you not to read it LM, it's your own fault!).

I loved reading the book from his point of view... LOVED it and now am deeply deeply deeply humanly sad that she has no plans to finish it, as of yet. It's sad enough that if I was a drinker of alcohol, I'd be drinking right now, even though is 7:30 AM.

But seriously people, how can anyone love Jacob after reading this??? Seriously, Jacob who??? Oh that werewolf that imprinted on a freaky baby? who cares! Who cares when there is EDWARD. Just when I thought that I couldn't luv him any more.....