Thank you Beth

She's the one that roped me into doing this. *wink* (I love ya Beth!) But I am here to forewarn you all, this may not be pretty.

10 Weird Things About Me

1. I was taller than everyone, including my teachers until 7th grade. I remember my first grade teacher telling me I was in the wrong class. Boy was she surprised that yes, I was indeed in her class. In 7th grade, there was one boy taller than me. At first I wasn't happy that I was no longer the tallest person in my class, but after awhile I kind of had a crush on him. lol It's sad, I know.

2. I really wanted to go to my senior prom. When it looked like no one would ask me, I asked someone myself. My thought process was, "this is my senior prom! I have to go! I had so much fun at my junior prom that my senior prom should be even better!" Oh dear no. The guy I asked was a friend I had known for a few years. He was completely self centered all night. When someone would say he looked nice, he would say "Oh I do don't I?" Arrrgggghhhh! Drove me insane. I paid for everything too. After I dropped him off, yes I picked him up, I went home crying. What a jerk. Still is. ;) But my junior prom was a blast so I have those good memories. :)

3. For some reason, people with messed up eyebrows slightly bothers me. Yes, I'm really weird. I don't mean the people who "paint" their eyebrows on. But if you have really bushy eyebrows or even semi bushy, and all the little hairs are sticking out every which way, drives me nuts. I'm always rubbing my husband's down, although I haven't done it in quite awhile. It's really silly I know, but I think it really detracts from a person's face.

4. If you're going to lie to me or say something mean, tell me right away, the first time. It really irritates me when someone waits until later to tell the truth. For me, it actually hurts more for you to tell me later than right up front, not to mention you don't have to fester over it for days on end. FYI.

5. After I wash my hair, I have to clean my ears out with a cotton swab. Oh the joy it brings! If you've never tried it, you should. Be careful of course, you don't want to go back too far into your ear canal and hurt yourself. But seriously, it feels so good to get that inner deep cleaning after my hair has been washed. Pure heaven.

6. I'll be thinking about something that happened to me in the past and while I'm thinking of it, I'll start to silently repeat what I said at that time. Then on top of that, I'll start making the same gestures I did then too. While this is going on, sometimes I feel like I'm actually back there re-enacting the same thing. It's hard to explain. I'm just odd. lol

7. I had braces in high school. (No, that's not the weird part.) The weird thing is, I LOVED my braces. I didn't have the silver ones, I wanted the gold ones. After all, they were the same price. :) So anyway, I just thought they were fun to have. It was fun to change the band colors, especially around the holidays. They weren't fun to clean, but I still enjoyed them. Probably because I knew they would fix all my crooked teeth. When I had them taken off, I was a bit sad. My teeth looked great though. Yay for braces!! (If you're going to get braces, get gold. They're much cooler.)

8. I can pop my knuckles, which may not be weird per se. But I can also pop one toe knuckle on each foot. (Now that I've grossed you all out lol).

9. Soon, I will have moved six times in four years. Yes, we're crazy.

10. Now for the grand finale! *drum roll* I never wanted to give birth to children. When I was in high school, we watched two birthing videos, one vaginal, the other by c-section. I was so grossed out, I couldn't get up out of my desk for 5 minutes after class. I was sick to my stomach. I swore to my teacher I would ADOPT children after that point. She laughed at me. Seriously, I was set on it. "Who could go through that?" I thought. When we were married, I wasn't 100% towards adoption but still heavily leaning towards it. Then when it came time for us to have kids, I was still pretty nervous but I figured I could get through it with this miracle called an epidural. It only worked on half of me though. Then with baby number two, I felt empowered that "I really can do this!" So I went all natural, yay! Now I'm like "having kids isn't too bad, I could do this more often!" LOL So there you have it.

Ok, now who shall I tag? I think I'll tag, Mimo, Tammy, and Kara. So chop chop girls, let's hear about how weird you are. ;) Don't leave me hanging.

I got married!

Yay me! LOL Well technically, I've been married for four years. But since my husband quit his second job, I feel like we just got married again. I actually get to see him! He gets to spend time with his children! We actually have family time! We actually have Sundays together without worrying about work or him having to go to bed early! I'm still in shock about the whole thing, it's very surreal.

For the past year and a half, my husband worked two jobs. The latter 10 months, both were full time. I didn't realize how big of an impact this was on our family until now. So much stress is gone. Before, it felt like we were on separate playing fields, separate teams, separate sports. Now we're on the same field, same team, same sport. I LOVE IT! So much stress have been alleviated. I feel like I can breathe again.

My husband has been so sweet. Today, he got up with the kids at 6:30, which is early for them. Even though he hasn't fully adjusted to this "new schedule" he got up with them, no complaints and told me to stay in bed and rest. I slept in until 8:30! I never sleep in! He's been getting the girls and me breakfast, getting them ready. He plays with them and is helping our oldest learn her shapes and numbers and alphabet.

But he hasn't stopped there. He has been helping with the everyday household chores! I keep telling him I'm shocked and both loving his help. He said, get this, that he's actually "happy" that now he can help me more around the house! *cry* I have been so touched by his actions and kindness. I have missed him so much. Despite the worry over finances with only one job, this makes up for that. I love being married. I am truly, truly blessed.

Sweet sorrow

I may need mouth to mouth after my weekend. Maybe I should wake my husband up. lol It started Friday. I woke up feeling like grass that hadn't been mowed in month and then it was all of a sudden weed whacked. Ouch. I missed my first class at school and was planning on missing my second also, and only going to my last class because I had a speech to give. But at the last minute I decided to try and make it to my second class, thinking we may have a pop quiz. Low and behold class was cancelled. Grrrrrrr. So I sat and waited for my speech class to start. I tried doing homework while waiting, read a newspaper, walked around but I just wanted to throw up. Made it threw my speech though and then headed home.

Kara brought me some cookies, which may not have helped my tummy feel better, but it made me feel better. I think that makes sense. Anyway, that night my oldest started throwing up. Chunks. All night. It was disgusting. Thankfully my husband was there to clean the majority of it up. My stomach just couldn't take it. I was so glad he decided not to work overtime Saturday also, he was a huge help with us being sick. No throwing up Saturday luckily, that was so nice. We ventured out and did some shopping. Bought some huge pumpkins to carve. My husband's weighed a whopping 42 pounds! The thing could eat all of our other pumpkins. They looked afraid.

Today, still no throwing up. Another blessing. I think she's fine now, just had a 24 hour bug. We decided to decorate for Halloween for FHE. It was a lot of fun. Our oldest got really into it this year. I put out some decorated light bulb thingys my mom had given me. Then we hung up our cutouts from last year; witches, pumpkins, and bats. This year I added eyes onto the bats. They're cute. Then we all colored pictures and hung them up. My husband is so proud of his. He kept staring at it. lol Our home looks very festive.

My MIL let us borrow her steam cleaner to clean up the throw up everywhere and the last of the dog hair. It was nice to get rid of the yucky stuff but it did make me a little sad to get rid of all the dog hair. I've been missing her a great deal lately. Someone else here owns a Beagle and when I see her, my heart drops. We might go see her in her new home in the next week or two before winter comes. That will be a treat. I figure I'll still be able to find some dog hair lying around. I usually do. She was such a good dog.

Well that was our weekend. Eventful. Joyful. Disgusting. Sorrowful. Festive.

Dance baby dance

A baby can dance better than me. I bet most people can dance better than me. I mean seriously, I'm this chubby white girl with no rhythm, or sense of movement, or sense of anything that could even possibly make me look good while dancing. Now this girl here, she should win a medal. I admire her booty shaking skills, I really do. I may be a little jealous. Maybe if I had a booty to shake, it would make all the difference. I have one, but it's not really cute or round for that matter. I blame my mother.

So, I recently just bought me some new clothes. It's been awhile, so yay me! Anyway, you know how you get when you buy new clothes right? The euphoria of "wow, I look so good in these jeans that maybe I'll go out in public!" Well the two pairs of jeans I bought helped "shape" my rug-like backside into something a little more booty-ish. I was stoked. My husband loved it too. (He's such a guy, but I love him.) So maybe now that I have the jeans maybe I could dance and people will say "wow! She's really shaking what Shopko gave her!"

Oh, if it were only so. Soon my semi cute jeans will be washified and wornified. We'll pretend those are words. So I should enjoy them while they last, even if they won't help me dance better. I am proud of myself though. We didn't go to Shopko first looking for jeans, because of our budget, we went to the DI. Now I don't have any problems with DI, they really do have some cute stuff. But I sadly didn't find any pants that were long enough. So we trekked to Ross Dress for Less, my new favorite store btw, but again, no pants were long enough. I blame my thighs.

So finally I went to the store that has had the only pair of jeans I've ever liked. THEY...WERE...OUT! They don't even make them anymore! In the words of dearest Mimo, "that hoovers!" So what if I've been wearing the same style of jeans that I wore in high school. Wanna fight about it? I can so take you down in my under cool jeans! I still like them however, they are snifty. They are a welcomed change.

That's my rambling for the week. Carry on citizens.

"Faith, is knowing....

...the sun will rise, lighting each new day." My husband was told today that the best thing for him to do is quit his second job right now. The person from Commerce and Labor that has been helping us figure things out for when he's laid off at his main job, said by quitting his second job, it will allow him to be able to go to school next semester and receive unemployment when we need it. Well, he didn't say that exactly but that's pretty much what he meant. He told my husband it would be better to quit today. My husband of course will not do that, because he wants to leave his second job in good standing, so he'll give his two weeks notice today instead.

I'm kind of a wreck, crying because I'm not sure what I think about it all. We don't have the money to cover all of our bills and expenses right now. We just don't. We have been working on our savings and my husband will be putting in overtime every weekend to help compensate. But looking at the numbers, I know we'll still be short. Not like fifty dollars short either, like a few hundred dollars short.

There is always the possibility of me going back to work I guess. The last time I did, it was a mess which is why I didn't do it very long because I felt like I should be home, hence why my husband has two jobs. But maybe now I'm supposed to work? I mean, there are a lot of women who also work along with their husbands, sometimes there's no way around it. Maybe I'm selfish not to want to work. I feel like my plate is pretty full right now with schooling and being a mom and a wife. I know I'm supposed to be in school, so that stays, even though I know a lot of people say I shouldn't be in school. But I know that this is what Heavenly Father wants me to be doing.

So school in the morning, then I'd have to get a job in the late afternoon, early evening. But even part time is about 4-6 hours a day. When would I see my girls? I don't think I could go without seeing my children for more than an hour or two a day. It's one thing for my husband to do it but for me? Maybe it's me being selfish again. I don't mean to be. I want to do what's right.

I know, I need to have faith to get through this and do a lot of praying. I can't bring myself to pray right now, which I know, now is probably the best time to pray. I will. My husband said he was praying all morning about it and amongst all of his own worry and concern, he did feel peace about it. That is comforting to me and will help me be more positive about the situation until I feel my own peace. It's just one of those life trials that tests your faith. I do trust Heavenly Father, I know His way is best. I know things will work out the way they are intended too. It's just kind of slapped me in the face today. Anyway, I knew I would feel better writing my thoughts down, so there they are.

On a brighter note, Chester and I have spoken and the force is with us. So no worries.