This Is For Megan

This is me at six. As much as it pains me to admit it, my daughter actually looks a lot like my husband's baby sister, mostly in the mouth and chin area. She is the one in the front, in the picture below. She has blond hair and blue eyes too, but has a rounder face than I do. I think my daughter has my eye shape though.

That's my Girl

Here is my Six year old's school picture. It's not horrible. I forgot which background I had picked for my little boys picture, so they don't match. And as you can see, I went all out on her hairdo this year. Stylin. Since this picture was taken, I have cut her bangs so she can see and her front tooth came out.

My Daughter's Camera

I just unloaded my daughter's Fisherprice Camera all over my poor, overworked, noisy PC. Besides the poor picture quality, there are some real gems. Check her out!

The Boy Of My Dreams

When I was a teenager, I wrote in my journal. I wrote about the boy of my dreams.

My journal says that the boy of my dreams has blond hair, blue eyes, and plays the guitar.

I am so peeing my pants right now!

This was sent to me via email by a rather close freind. Man! That old lady with athritic hips made my night!
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DISCLAIMER: I am in now way telling you who to vote for. I could care less. Maybe that's why my friend sent me this video. Hmmm.....

My Kids Are Awesome

My Four year old is basically a parrot. He will repeat about anything he hears. I find it to be extremely entertaining. Yesterday while I cleaned out my trashcan, or mini-van, whatever you want to call it, he came out wearing a dress up hat that belongs to my daughter. This hat has a wide brim and it is pink with sequins and it has a big pink feather.

Me: Are you a pimp?
Him: Pimp!
Me: Ba, ha, ha, ha, ha! Husband, did you hear that? Ba, ha, ha! He said pimp! (Never mind, he only said it because I did.)
My daughter, seeing me laugh, comes to get in on the action.

Her, to her brother: Hey, are you a pimple?
Him: Pimple!
Me: Ba, ha, ha, haaaa!!
Her: yeah, you're a pimple!
Him: Pimple!
Me: Haa, ha, haaa. Baa, haa, ha!!!!

And that is why my kids are completely awesome.

Should You Ask?

I've been thinking about this for awhile now. I am kind of weird about linking people to my blog. I have my family linked and a few really good friends. But should I link people if they are just a general acquaintance? Is there such thing as blog etiquette? I'm not sure exactly, but I have a few opinions on the matter.

This is my criteria for linking blogs:

1. I comment on your blog, and you comment on my blog. This will earn you a spot on my blog roll.
2. You are my family or super duper close friend. Hi Lisa, Emili, Meeka, and Emily H. This would be your category. I feel like I have some sort of "claim" on you.
3. I want to link you, and I asked your permission.

I think it is kind of weird when people have like a hundred people on their blog list that aren't their family. I mean really, do you really KNOW all these people or are they more like acquaintances? And seriously, can you really keep up with that many blogs? Who has the time? It's kind of like on facebook, which I am new at. Some people I have noticed have several hundred friends. Do they really keep in contact with several hundred people, or is it a status thing to see how many "friends" you can accumulate? What is the point of that? At least on facebook, you are required to ask before you can be someones friend.

I guess my point is, should you ask the person before you link them to your blog? I think, yes. What do you think?

That's My Boy!

I just got back my four year old's school pictures. I think it captures just how sweet he is, cowlick and all. And, you can hardly see the boogers in his nose. Getting this boy to take a good picture is not very easy. I love this picture.

Another List?

Yeah, deal with it.

1. My husbands buddy called this morning at 5:45. He gets up that early to go to work, he just called to chat. My husband talked to him like normal and then came back to bed. Weird. If anyone called me that early, SOMEONE BETTER BE FREAKIN DEAD.
2. I have gone to eat lunch with my daughter four times, and my son 2 times. They think I go to see them. Really, I go because I LOVE school cafeteria food. Yum, yum. It must be all the love those fat ugly lunch ladies make the food with.
3. So, my whole family got together in Utah last weekend and this weekend. Everyone but me:(
4. I asked my husband to pick up a little bit in the living room. He ended up picking up, vacuuming, AND he cleaned out the whole garage so as now we can actually fit two cars in our two car garage. I wonder what he would do if I asked him to clean the bathroom?
5. I loaned my friend my DVD of Howl's Moving Castle because I found out she had read the book over the summer. It's Studio Ghibli, Japanese Anime. It is awesome and my most favorite movie ever. Most people think Japanese anime is weird, so I was happy for the chance to share this movie with her. I have a small collection of Studio Ghibli movies. I also recommend, Spirited Away, and My Neighbor Totoro.
   
6. Can anyone enlighten me on how to use the self cleaning feature on my oven? I'm too lazy to find my owner's manual.
7. My friend Donnica gave me a Pumpkin Pancake recipe and it was delish.

2 cups biscuit/baking mix

2 tablespoons of brown sugar

2 teaspoons of ground cinnamon

2 eggs

1 can evaporated milk (I used whole milk and it turned out fine)

1/2 cup cooked or canned pumpkin

2 tablespoons of vegetable oil

1 teaspoon vanilla extract

In a bowl, combine the baking mix, brown sugar, and cinnamon. In another bowl, combine the eggs, milk, pumpkin, oil and vanilla; stir into the dry ingredients and mix well.

Substitute!

Today in my College Algebra class, we had a substitute. I'm pretty sure we drove her crazy. I'm sure you are picturing smart ass comments and paper flying in the air, lots of noise. But, no. We drove her crazy with silence. I'm not kidding either. Two times she stopped the lecture. The first time she said, "This is how you sit in class with your teacher? You just sit there and she talks at you?(silence) Huh?" Then she looked at me, and I nodded. "Really? You say nothing?" I'm trying not to laugh, why isn't anyone saying anything? I don't know. So she turns around and people are like looking at each other and making confused faces at each other. This goes on for a while longer and then she stops again, "I've never taught a class like this. I would walk out. It's like talking to statues. You don't move! A pin could drop and I would hear it." I'm just thinking that she would not hear a pin drop, because she didn't notice when I very loudly spilled my bag of pretzels on the floor and swore under my breath. (And wouldn't you know the best part, the extra salt on the bottom spilled all over the carpet. Dang.) So, I don't know. It was just weird. Who knew you could drive a professor crazy with silence? It just seems counter-intuitive.

In My Daughter's Eyes

Does anyone else cry like a baby when they hear this song by Martina McBride? I sure as heck do.

In My Daughter's Eyes

In my daughter's eyes I am a hero
I am strong and wise and I know no fear
But the truth is plain to see
She was sent to rescue me
I see who I wanna be
In my daughter's eyes

In my daughter's eyes everyone is equal
Darkness turns to light
and the world is at peace
This miracle God gave to me
gives me strength when I am weak
I find reason to believe
In my daughter's eyes

And when she wraps her hand around my finger
Oh it puts a smile in my heart
Everything becomes a little clearer
I realize what life is all about

It's hangin' on when your heart
has had enough
It's giving more when you feel like giving up
I've seen the light
It's in my daughter's eyes

In my daughter's eyes
I can see the future
A reflection of who I am and what will be
Though she'll grow and someday leave
Maybe raise a family
When I'm gone I hope you see
how happy she made me
For I'll be there In my daughter's eyes

Recent Conversations With my Husband

Having a serious conversation with my husband is nearly impossible. He always says something non-serious or outrageous. Sometimes it is really hard to deal with, other times it can be quite entertaining. Here are two examples. There are more but I can't remember them all.

#1
Him: I wonder how many wall street guys have committed suicide. I mean that's what they all do right?
Me: Yeah, they all do.
Him: Yep, and then they just bring in new ones.

#2
Me: Why does it bug me so bad when people get all emotional over church stuff?
Him: Because the light of Christ within you is almost completely snuffed out.
Me: (shocked and then laughing) Whaaa????

And then there's always the same old response when I ask him what he is going to be doing. He'll list off some stuff and then without fail he will add, "And then, I'm gonna go bang some heroin." Real funny, honey.

7 Quirky Things as Requested by my Favorite Sistah

1. Every time I get in the car, I am pretty certain that I AM GOING TO DIE.
2. I'm convinced I will die of cancer. Seems like everyone in my family has.
3. The most pleasurable thing on this earth to me is taking a swallow of perfectly cold water. Ahhh! Sorry Jason.
4. I am a highly emotional person, that's not the quirk. I cried when Jared Allen was traded to the Vikings, and if I am tired enough, I might even cry over burnt toast or something stupid. Okay, here's the quirk, the only thing I won't get emotional about is religion.
5. This is how my brain works: Say it's Friday. I can't clean the house today, I have a test on Tuesday. What one has to do with the other, I don't know. But my brain can't wrap it's head around the one, till the other is accomplished.
6. I can't watch violence on TV or in the Movies because my head replays everything I see for a couple of days.
7. I think I have written about this before. I don't want to hug you. It's not you, it's me.

Should I tag someone? Ummmm.....okay. I tag Mary S. and Emily H. Or anyone. I don't care.

My New Background

I am not a fan of cutest blog on the block. Now don't get all self conscious about it, you can pick whatever background you want. Leelou is along the same lines but I think it is slightly less evil, so here is my new background. Too trendy for Leslie? Maybe, but I don't care at the moment.

Blogger Block

I don't know what to write about. Anyone have any ideas? Questions? Opinions?

This is Me in a Bad Mood

1. I hate fall. It's cold.
2. My six year took 25 min. to eat one poptart. Grrr.
3. My husband is failing out of comp. 1, even though he completes all his assignments and attends class. He's not the only one either. They are dropping like flies in this class, it's totally the old matronly professor who thinks she is teaching at an ivy league college instead of a community college in Kansas. Grrrr.
4. I tested out of intermediate algebra right into college algebra because I thought I was smart. Now I'm gonna wreck my 4.0. Grrr.
5. I hate fall.
6. My kitchen smells, but I have to study so...grrr.
7. I feel like I haven't had a decent night sleep since 1982.
8. I want to change our last name to Hawk so I don't have to be associated with my husbands family anymore. Leslie Hawk. Doesn't that sound awesome?
9. One year later, my husbands Grandpa acts like he didn't know I was going to school. Pay attention people! Grrr.
10. Did I mention I hate fall?

    Update: My husband just went and spoke to a counselor at the college and he said that he has been hearing the same thing from other students about this professor. So the class got dropped, no penalties, sweet relief!