Almost Two!?

My dear dear dear little baby boy is on his last last last days of being one.  Actually, exactly a month until he’s two.  What happened to my baby!???

Now Isaac tromps around the house like he owns the place with one hand down his pants and on his butt and the other one touching something it shouldn’t.  He DEMANDS spoons and only the particular kind he feels like playing with at that moment.  I do not have many spoons left in my drawers because they are all in his room…or in a dusty corner that I’m too scared to look in.

He mainly does that.  Get’s in to trouble with one hand in his pants and plays with spoons.  For his birthday…buy him spoons.  Cookwear is also a favorite, and cords.

He’s aquired many more nick names these past two years…other than Ikey.  Caveman, Angel of Destruction, Plague Carrier, etc.  I think Caveman fits best because I’m pretty sure that’s the era he should have been born in.  He just seems so sturdy and I think if he was left in the forest to survive on his own he would survive and become this wild ferral child.

I think he might already be one.  Especially when he stuffs his face with chocolate cake and lets out this muffled maniacle laugh.  I’m pretty sure he’d do the same with raw deer meat stuffed in his face too…I just have a feeling.

I’m not quite sure how a child can be so horrible and so delightful all at the same time but Isaac seems to pull it off rather well.  One moment I’m growling at him for taking the meat cleaver off the counter and the next I’m chewing on his cheeks because, well, they’re delicious and I can’t get enough of them.  Plus his voice is so darn sweet, I love to hear it, even when it’s saying “spoon spoon spoon spoon spoon spoon” as I’m trying to cook supper.  I like it most when I says “I love you mommy, I love you daddy”.

What a horribly wonderfully terrifying super duper brilliant evil malicious delicious child I have.

Transformation…DENIED

K I’m 26 now.  Do I feel any different?  Noooope.  Just weak from being sick so much.  That kinda….didn’t work.  I did lose like…5 pounds…maybe.

I’m feeling kinda beat up by the last 6 weeks.  Nothing good really came of them.  Just a lot of snot and medicine and lung butter.  MMMMM Lung butter.

ANNNYWAY.  I had a great day on Saturday.  I took the Ferry to Vancouver island all by myself.  I was soooo giddy about it that I just wandered the Ferry the entire time.  When I got to the island my sister and I went for a walk at this lagoon thingy.  We played on the rocks and poked at the star fishies.  They’re so cute.  Then we went to her house and had lunch and off we went to Victoria to see a favorite band of mine…Metric.  It was just an acoustic show and everyone who went had won tickets.  Not many were given away.  It was so cool to be there, a very once in a lifetime kinda thing.  It was just these two…and they did this song.

They sound a lot different than this because they usually have a full band.  But isn’t her voice just great?  Silas loves them soooo much too.

Anyway, that was fantastic.  Short but very sweet.

Thennnnn we went to this fabulous bar and grill and ate muscles and short ribs that were AMAZING and we drank delicious beer.  Then we drove back and I took the ferry home!!

On the ride home there was this man who was playing the guitar and it sounded sooooooo beautiful so I sat behind him and pretended to read my magazine while listening to him.  Once he stopped I asked him if I had to throw money at him for him to play more and some other person piped up that they were thinking the same thing so then we sat and chatted about music which was delightful.

Anyway, I came home and all was wonderful.

For my birthday Jennie threw me a little party in the park with cake and chips and juice and it was very nice and warm and loverly.

That’s all.

I’m sad my 6 weeks thing didn’t turn out.  BUT, here’s to happiness anyway…whichever way I find it.

Where’d it go?

K, the cutest thing in the world happened today.  Silas threw a ball over the balcony and a while later Ikey and I were there rolling another ball back and forth when Ikey looked over and put his arms up in wonder while saying “where did it go?”.  I melted.  Soooooo cute…soooooooooooooo cute.  You’d have to see it.  One of those things.

I tried to clean today, and by “try” I mean like, I actually cleaned.  Which, we all know, is odd.  But things are smelling better here now.  Which I like, obviously.  My husband was so great at cleaning up when I was so sick so I thought I’d start giving a bit of a damn.  Grrr.

Anyway, tomorrow I get to do the funnest most bestest thing.  I get to see one of my favorite bands right now and I get to take the ferry to Vancouver Island to see them.  Such a beautiful trip.  I cannot wait.

I’ll meet my sister who lives there and we’ll hang out until the show and then after the show, see the sights, have some fun…I can’t wait.  I’m very excited to take the ferry all myself and just enjoy the ocean and the outside and not being with demanding people who need snuggles and lunch and bum changes.  Will be exciting.

ANNNNND Sunday is my birthday so send cards, checks and presents to PO Box…kidding.  But I do take paypal ha ha.  It’s a special birthday because I’m turning 26 on the 26th and it’ll never happen again but I’m not doing anything special other than the funness on the day before.  That’s not technically bday fun but I’m going to treat it like it is.

ANNNNYWAY.  That’s it.  Enjoy your weekend

Energy Juice in Me Bones

Yesterday I actually felt enough energy juice in me bones to actually take the little spawns outside somewhere instead of letting them watch Treehouse all day while I lay on the couch and yell orders at them (in between moans and groans).  So I decided to go to this park we like and bring lunch and have a little picnic.  The spawns needed to get out a run a little.  It was nice, it was cold at first but then the sun graced us with it’s rays and we warmed up and had a lot of fun.

They had recently cut down a tree there and, for some reason, they surrounded it with sand.  So in the sand we played.  Silas wrote words in it (of course) and did some “fixing” of things.   Isaac mostly poked the sand with sticks or piled it up on something only to take it all off and start all over again.  He also copied anything that I would do.

Lunch was a bunch of different things.  Crackers, cold chicken (which Silas insisted he eat off the bone…), oranges, apples, bananas, grapes, fruit bars, etc etc etc.  Ikey ate pretty much nothing and Silas took nibbles of each thing and then left them on the blanket once he made them sandy enough.

We played a rousing game of “IM GUNNA GETCHOO GETCHOO GETCHOO” (get you) and did some spinning.  We chased a few birdies, fell into some blackberry bushes, held Silas down while he screamed bloody murder while I expertly administered his inhaler, pretended to give ikey some inhaler too because he wanted to feel special just like Silas,  and the kids played fetch (their favorite).

I was pretty much exhausted by the end of it.  My body was like WHAT ON EARTH ARE YOU DOING??  GET BACK TO THE COUCH LADY!  I LIKE IT THERE!!  We went home just in time to get ready for nap and for me to get my lazy butt back to the couch.  I did end up cleaning and having a shower though so it wasn’t THAT bad.  I’m glad I’m starting to feel a bit better.  Being sick so much sucks big round soft things.

The kids had fun, lotsa fun.  Oodles and oodles.  They’re so cute too.  You must see for yourself.

delicious crackers

Nanana

trying to get to the rest of it

Silas' sandy spread

Ikey in the sandy goodness

Ikey having some juice

first time eating oranges this way, they did well

and looked darn cute while doing it

DARN cute

He sang songs and sat there for quite some time.

he had a little rest on the blanket

Bloody Blood Clots

So, a few weeks ago I went to my parents house to have this fabulous week hanging out, snowboarding, making delicious meals, taking the kids out to play, etc.  None of that happened.  I was so sick, the kids were so sick and my mommy was having issues with shortness of breath.  Mark, with school and taking care of his parents, was horribly busy.  The week was nothing short of completely awful.  Hellish perhaps.

I’m not sure if I’m quite ready to laugh about it actually.  I wanted to take care of my mommy.   She had a myriad of appointments and found out she has blood clots in her lungs.  My fever was 102, Ikey’s got to 105.  We were all miserable.  It was miserable chasing two grouchy kids around a very much not baby proof house.

Anyway, my mommy is still dealing with these stupid things in her lungs and we have no idea why.  She doesn’t smoke (hasn’t ever) and she’s NOT over overweight.  It’s just odd.  We’re all kinda worried.  So if you think about it, give her lots and lots of prayers.  I want my mommy to be OK!!!!

We did get some great photos though, and we had a few laughs.  We mostly laughed about how miserable we were.  Our favorite moment was when I decided to take just Silas to the hot tub.  Isaac was SO mad and SO determined to come to that he balled up his little fists and screamed and then attempted to undress himself, like if he was naked he’d be allowed to come.  He was coming in and I had no choice.  So I brought him, I couldn’t say no to such determination.

It was also really nice hanging with Courtenay, Morgan, Emily and their little TumTum.  Emily and Ikey and Silas played on these two mattresses while TumTum slept happily in utero.  I think we got some conversation in there but it was mostly about the kids.  They were pretty cute too.

Anyway, remember my mommy in your prayers.  Thanks.

the best photo of Ikey and "papa" (he calls him that) ever!

Me and my angel (Ikey)

Ikey kissing Silas "goodnight"

Silas and Ikey and Emily playing "goodnight" Silas is making letters with his fingers.

Ikey and Grandma having ice cream

Ice cream and a snuggle with Grandpa

Silas snuggling Grandma

Family Photography

So a while ago I have the privilege and pleasure of photographing my friends pregnancy, newborn and family photos and I am VERY excited to share them with you.  It was my first time with pregnancy and baby photos and I’m very happy with the way they turned out, I wanted to do more baby photos but the baby had other ideas   Enjoy!!

I tooootally stole this idea from someone else but I liked it so much

I love this one, she's soooo photogenic.

Annnnnnnd my favorite of her.

the happy family.

The end.  Honest opinions are very welcome…I just like comments.  Makes me not feel so lonely…*sniff*  I can’t wait to learn photoshop better so I can make these more skookum!

Love you all!!!

OOOOOO AND, this site will be moving within the next month or so.  Start preparing to look for me under a new domain name…I’m purchasing it VERY soon   Things are gunna be a changin around these here parts.

Yay Party Mix!!

K maybe not yay….maybe OUCHY.  I had a dreadful morning but for you to fully understand the story, I must give you some background.

About 3 years ago, before all this blogging business, I had this awful chest pain, worse than labor, worse than kidney stones, I felt like I was dying.  Brent took me to the ER and after the nurse told me to stop screaming (I swear I wasn’t) she stuck me with morphine which made everything better.  After being xrayed and tested they sent me home with no answers.

Someone suggested that they might be muscle spasms and the next time they hit me I decided to try deep breathing and it worked like magic.  Since then I’ve felt like I can control them with breathing alone.

So yesterday they started up in the morning and they hurt more than usual but I kept them controlled and it was alllll goood.  But this morning they woke me up again and I felt panicky because they hurt so bad.  I tried to lay down and relax and breathe but it wasn’t working so I started walking around. It would get bad and better then worse then a bit better.  My stomach was sticking out because all the muscles were so hard.  It got to the point where I told Brent to get ready to take me to the ER so while he was preparing things I called my mommy because she’d beat me up if I went to the ER without her knowing.

Mommy talked to me, got me calm and the spasms were under control.  Phew.  Thanks mommy.  Her voice is so relaxing and I think focussing on the conversation took my focus off the pain.  Mommy Rocks.

Anyway, i had to bed the front desk lady at the dr’s office to let me see my doc today.  I just didn’t want to face that pain tomorrow again.  He got mad at me that I wasn’t taking my puffers through this cough.  He poked around and found loads of inflamtion in my ribs, pecs and my back was in knots.  So the figured that the spasms come from the inflamation which is coming from the coughing!!  Yipes.

So, I must take my inhalers regularily, I also must take Naproxen twice a day to get rid of the inflamation…for two weeks.  He also gave me a CRAPLOAD of T2′s to help with the pain and to stop the coughing so I’m not so inflamed.  I’m really hoping that tomorrow morning will be a pain free one.  That feeling is awful.

I hate my puffers though, and this medication makes me drowsy.  My puffers make me shake uncontrolably and  I can’t focus on anything and I feel kinda like I’m gunna panick.  I hate them.

Anyway, I’m glad we have a plan of attack.  I also added some super duper strong probiotics to the mix to attempt to heal this crazy awful immune system I seem to have.

PHEW.

Phlegm

Alright, here’s the deal.  I’ve been humming and hawing over what the crap to talk about on my blog today.  Seeing that my sinuses are packed with phlegm as are my lungs….and my head feels like it’s going to explode from the pressure….I don’t have many thoughts.  My kids are also begging to be removed from their rooms RIGHT NOW which is an hour and a bit early…which is aggrivating me to no end.  Don’t they know I’m sick??

Anyway, that’s all I came up with to talk about.

Have a fanFREAKINGtastic day

oh and um…send me get well vibes please…I’m tired of this whole sick thing.

Wacky Wednesday!!

I’m sure some of you have forgotten about Bags for Zaza which is a fundraiser my sister is doing for her sister in law’s adoption of a little girl from Colombia.

She uses 100% recycled fabrics that she gets from donations or from second hand stores and she sews these fabulous bags which I love love love.  She actually has a team of sewers that contribute to the cause.  The bags go up for auction once a week.

Anyway, tonight she is having a crazy sale type thingy.  She has a few different kinda of products up for sale (so cute I’ve seen them all).  It’s so worth a look.

The products will all be posted at 8pm (PDT). There will be NO bidding – just one flat rate which will INCLUDE postage. Isn’t that exciting? So, it will be first come first serve. That’s why I’m warning you ahead of time. You’ll just hafta post a comment that says “Mine!” along with your name … and that’s it!

Anyway, be sure to show up to claim your item.  all proceeds go to the adoption of the beautful little colombian girl!

CLICK HERE to check out her site!

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We’re sick again.  Say WHAAAAT?  Yes I’m coughing up some sort of flavorful substance.  All of our noses are oozing.  I wont even tell you the size and color of what came out of my nose this morning (BIG and ORANGE).  Ikey’s eyes are oozing as well.  We’re just a bit ball of mucous over here…yummy.

I’m tired of being sick, I’m ticked that we’re all sick again.  These weeks were supposed to be filled with all of these great things to start me on my journey to NOT being depressed.  Instead I’ve been sick the whole time and I feel more depressed than I did before.  Stupid sickness.  GRRRRRRRR.

Our Easter went well, it was sorta spread out over the weekend.  The kids enjoyed loads of swimming and chocolate.  The adults had a supper last night at The Keg where we pigged out on crab and steak.  It was delicious.

Anyway, I’m too sick to blog.  Love you all…someone make me some soup!!