Another Randomly Random Post

• I washed Little Bug's blanket yesterday. His one true comfort object in this world. He cried for an hour and a half... he tried to pull it out of the washer. He banged on the drier. He was fully and completely miserable for 90 minutes. So was I.
• My master bedroom is CLOSER to being clean. I won't be able to spend any time in it today, but I think that it won't be a completely horrifying experience if my in-laws go in.
• I have two dental appointments this week. One for a deep cleaning thingy that they call "gross scaling" - isn't that horrible? Couldn't they name it "awesome scaling"?? And another appointment to fill four cavities. FOUR. Bleh
• My kids don't sleep in on the weekends or holidays. It's like an internal switch that says "This is a play day! Don't waste time by sleeping... GET UP!". But on school days, like today, it's a different story. I have to PRY those people out of bed. Somehow we all slept till 7:40. Red has to be out the door by 8:00.
• We are going to DisneyLand in a few weeks! I guess the Magic Kingdom has some kind of community outreach program. They offered our local Autism Society some really inexpensive tickets... like $27 inexpensive! It's just a one day pass, but hey! We'll take it! It's too bad you can only get 6 tickets... or I would have bought a bunch and invited y'all down for a P-A-R-T-Y!
• I was going through our photos and I realized that there are not a lot of pictures of my in-laws in there. Actually, I don't remember seeing ANY. And so, I have decided to be in their face taking pictures the entire time they are here. That shouldn't be too obnoxious, should it?
• We are going to the beach on Saturday. I am soooo excited to take our new camera and play around with it! I'm sure I'll be posting pictures on Sunday or Monday.

Well, that's about it for the randomly randomness here! I am way behind in my blog reading... and it's going to get worse with my in-laws here. If I don't swing around to say "Hi" in the next week, forgive me. I will still be posting though... they might be short posts, but I'm determined to win the duel!

Frazzled
I wish I was one of those kinds of moms. You know the ones... they can be with their kids 24/7 and never get tired of the little ones. In fact, those moms hate school and activities that take their kids out of the home. They want every possible minute with their kids. And yes, I do know people like this.
Me? I'm at the end of my rope today. It's a three day weekend for the kids (Martin Luther King Jr. Day is today... no school) and I'm kidded out! I want them to go back to school. I want some time to just chill. It doesn't help that my in-laws are coming tomorrow and I am running through the house trying to scrub every last corner! Not that my in-laws care... they are really wonderful people. But I care... I want them to be able to go into any room in my home and not realize what a slob their son married. Honestly, it's just the master bedroom that is a mess. It is the catch all room. If we can't find a place for something we toss it in our room. And so, the piles are getting rather high. Toppling, in fact.
Which is why I need some child-free time. It never fails... I get in the middle of one of my many stacks and I am instantly interrupted by the usual kid fare, "I need a drink!" "He took my toy!" "Can I have a snack?" You name it, it has disturbed my cleaning nirvana...wait, cleaning nirvana?? Isn't that some kind of oxymoron??
The biggest problem is that the rest of the house WAS clean. But they are bored. I am not entertaining them. And so, they have made little messes in each and every room. Just little piles of junk that I will now have to pick up.
On a scale of 1 to 10... how bad is it to tie them up, throw them in a closet, and lock the door*? What do you think? A 9 maybe?? Cause I'm okay with a 9... I just need ONE uninterrupted hour... just one...
*Please remember that I use sarcasm liberally in my posts. I will not REALLY tie them up and throw them in the closet and lock the door... no matter how tempted I may be....

Optical Illusions
I got an email with these illusions in it... they are kind of fun... and kind of creepy... it's weird what the mind can do! You can click on each image to make it larger...
The following picture is not animated. Your eyes are making it move. To test this, stare at one spot for a couple seconds and everything will stop moving. Or look at the black center of each circle and it will stop moving. But move your eyes to the next black center and the previous will move after you take your eyes away from it.




Is the book looking towards you or away?


Is this possible?

Stare at the black dot in the center. Now move your head forward and backwards...
Are the purple lines straight or bent?
Do you see gray areas in between the squares?
You should see two things with this picture... a man and a word... I'll give you a hint - the word starts with the letter "L"

A New Kind of Republican

The other day Hubby and I were discussing politics when Red jumps into the conversation and says, "I'm a Republican!". We kind of chuckled, but didn't think much of it. He has been studying government in school and I figured he had heard the term and just picked up on it. We've never really talked about political parties with him. He knows how and why we vote, but other than that, nothing.

Yesterday, Hubby was reading about the voting in South Carolina and Nevada and Red came in, read a little bit on the computer and said, "Yeah Republicans!! I like Republicans!" Hubby was a little more curious this time and asked him, "Where did you learn to like Republicans so much?"

Red: "From the movie"

Hubby: "What movie?"

Red: "Star Wars."

(For you non-Star Wars fans, the Republic were the good guys that were destroyed by the Empire or something like that)

And there you have it. A whole new train of political thought based solely on a successful movie franchise. Actually, it makes more sense to me than some of the other mumbo jumbo that's out there... I'll just pick a movie that I really like, find a political party to match and then be a devoted member for the rest of my life ;)

Misconception
I used to believe that canning jars were for... well... canning. Peaches, beans, applesauce, pears, and tomatoes are a few things that I have filled my bottles with in the past. That was all well and good, but the other day I learned that I was misusing those jars! Canning jars were made SOLELY for the purpose of being vases for Gerber Daisies. There is no other reason. None whatsoever! The canning jar is the PERFECT vase for these lovelies...Who needs to put food in a jar like this, when you can have such beautiful flora in there instead?Oh, and the fact that I love Gerber Daisies more than any other flower on the planet has nothing to do with it... nothing at all...
Do you think it would be a little overboard to fill my 100+ canning jars with daisies??

Love at First Sight
Talking, reading, writing - they are such a simple things. Things we often take for granted. We do them every day without even thinking twice about it. Our kids learn these things and for the most part, pick them up quickly. But, language is something that Little Bug struggles with - weather it is spoken or written. We have hope that he will one day be able to speak and read and write, but we recognize that it will take more time than with most kids. Or so we thought.
We have a communication log that goes back and forth with Little Bug. We write things in it that happened at home that may influence his day at school or any accomplishments he has had. In turn, they let us know how he is progressing at school and if there were any struggles during the day. Yesterday we got the most wonderful note home...
"He is starting to recognize and read sight words..." then it listed some of the words. My heart skipped a beat! This is such a huge thing for him! It's like looking at a door... you know what is behind the door and you want it so badly, but you, yourself, have no power to open it. Then, unexpectedly, the door opens just a crack and the view within is better than you'd ever imagined!

Um... Okay...
I'm no expert when it comes to diet and exercise. So, a few weeks ago, I signed up to get some emails that would give you tips on dieting and ideas for exercise. Some of the tips have been good... and others... well, um, not so much. For example, the email I got yesterday had this for the subject line: A pushup that also targets your arms...
Again, I'm no expert, but don't ALL pushups target your arms?? I'm just sayin...

Party Animals
So, when you hit a big anniversary, like 10 years, you really should go out and party, right? Well, let me tell you, we PARTIED like nothing else! That's right... I got all dressed up in my sandals, old shabby blue capri's, a pink t-shirt, my big ol' gray sweatshirt, no makeup and a sloppy pony tail on the top of my head. Hubby wore his work clothes. And then... we took the kids and went through the drive through at Wendy's! WOOHOOO!! Isn't that the coolest 10th anniversary celebration you've ever heard of?? We are so awesome...
Actually, next week we will probably try to go somewhere nice... we didn't go out last night because babysitters are horridly expensive. The cheap sitters are anywhere from $2-4 per kid, per hour. So, if we go to dinner and a movie, we'll say 4 hours out, we're looking at $24-48 just for a sitter! There are others that are $5-8 per kid, per hour. I know there are some that charge more than that, but we don't know any. But, next week Alan's parents will be here... and they usually take the kids for one evening so that we can get out. So, we will probably celebrate next Friday at the Cheesecake Factory followed by the new National Treasure movie!
Wait... I'm just wondering something...how come I don't make $2-8 per hour for taking care of my kids? Man... we'd be raking it in since the mom stuff is a 24 hour thing! Let's see... if I was making the minimum $2 per hour, per kid that would be $144 a day. Which is $1008 a week... which is about $4032 a month... hmm... let's see... 52 weeks in a year... times $1008 per week... $52,416. And that's at the minimum of $2 per hour per kid! If it was $8... well, that's $209,664! Maybe I need to join a union for moms. I am SERIOUSLY underpaid!

10 Years
Woohoo! We've made it 10 years! I never thought that it was possible to love someone more each day... but my sweet husband has shown me that it is possible.
I thought I'd take you through just a quick rundown of our wedding...
All of our engagement pictures were taken by my mom... the header is one of them that I really REALLY loved... I also liked this one...it's not that fuzzy in real life... my scanner isn't the greatest....But, I was overruled. Hubby and my Mom liked this one... I hated it. Still do. The tree makes it look like I've got horns and my overall strap is falling off because my SWEETIE tried to pull me up into the tree by said strap. That was a fun wedgie moment....
We were married on January 16th in the Idaho Falls temple... wait... who in the world gets married in IDAHO in JANUARY?? There was a terrible storm that day... what were we thinking?Most people love their wedding photos... I was so disappointed with ours. The photographer said she was going to use a "soft lens". I had no idea what that was, so I said, "Sure - whatever". All the photos they took look like a fog moved into the reception area... :S The ones my mom and family took are great, but the "professional pictures".... sigh... these are the best two... Man! We were so little... ANYWAY... my Grammy has a tradition for the brides of our family. You see, she used to decorate for weddings. Most of the things used for my reception came from her vast store of lovelies. And so, she has tons of flowers from every era you can imagine. So, as you may suspect, some of those flowers are hideous. Enter the Grammy Bouquet:
We were nice with the whole cake thing... that's what happens when you have to rent your dress and tux... Our friends love us... they trashed my car and then toilet papered my parents house. Remember... this is JANUARY.

And it's all been sunshine and roses since then. Okay, so, maybe that's a little fib. We've had our ups and downs, but honestly, I wouldn't have it any other way!

P.S. - the song playing is actually "OUR" song... aww... aren't we cute ;)

Duelers - Take Your Mark!
Today will be the start of the blogging duel! I believe that I have three contenders - Magrick of Laughadaisy - who has already blogged today... she's gonna be tough! But I think I can win ;) Then we have So Greatful to Be Mormon who loves to blog - again, another great contender. And then we have a new face! I'm not 100% sure that she's gonna do it, but I hope she will! Jscrapalex of The Trappings of a Silent Optimist thought that she could do it - I haven't had a lot of time to go through her blog... but what I've seen so far is great! And, it appears, that she is also a gal who blogs every day.
WHEW! I hope I can stick to my guns on this one! So, ladies - start your computers! On your mark... get set...... GO!

Dueling Banjos

First of all - I love my new header, hate the new background... I will be messing with it again... SOON!
Second, I've been lurking on a blog lately and noticed that she is having a duel with another blogger. Here's the premise: they must write one post each day... the first person to miss a day looses. The other is the champion and gets... um... to pat themselves on the back for a job well done!
So, I'm issuing the challenge! Would anyone like to take me on? I must warn you, I'm a formidable opponent... I've been known to blog 2 or 3 times a day... anyone up for a duel?

What?
There was a young man who was beaten and left for dead in Britain... did you hear about it? The man's name was Brent Martin and he was intellectually disabled. Three boys were hanging out one day... and made a bet - how many punches would it take to knock this kid out? And they began... they chased him all over town. Each time they knocked him down he would get back up, apologize to his attackers and try to shake their hands. But, they continued to beat him and then they posed for pictures and left him to die. Did you read about this? Yeah, neither did I. I Googled his name... I found three articles... now, I know that Brent Martin is a common name, but this made me so sad. There was no information on this boy.
It took place last August. AUGUST. It's January and I'm just now hearing about it... but not through the media. From the blogging community.
Why was there no outcry? Why didn't this story flood the media? Why?
Can I tell you how hard I cried? Can I tell you how I fear for my son? This can't go unnoticed. I read this blog post and a post on Tammy's site. They are wearing black arm bands this week in remembrance of Brent. And hopefully people will ask about the band. Then his story will be told. And maybe... just maybe, awareness will come from it. And perhaps, from that awareness will come caring and compassion. And hopefully, that compassion will override misunderstanding and intolerance.
I know that I just put all of my fabric away, but I think I'll be digging it back out. I know there's some black in there somewhere...

The Park Princess
Every Friday Little Bug has speech therapy. Rather than trying to contain Baby Girl in the small office, we head to the park. She never walks there. She does her "Baby Girl Dance" all the way there and back. I believe she has a copyright for it...

We danced our way to the playground where she ran and climbed and jumped off of EVERYTHING! But then she started acting rather odd...she climbed up onto one of the boulders that is part of a pirate ship set up. Then, instead of jumping off like she had every other time, she curled up in a little ball on it and put on her best pouty face and cried "I just can't get down!" I couldn't figure out what was going on... but I decided to watch rather than head over to check on her because I knew that she could get down. Two seconds later this super cute little boy comes over and says, "Here - I'll help you!" and offers his hand! She stood up on the boulder, batted her eyes at him, took his hand, GRINNED LIKE A CHESHIRE CAT and then, in her most dramatic voice proclaimed, "OH! Thank you!". GAAAH!! I thought I wouldn't have to deal with stuff like this till she was a teen....

The Timeline

7:00 p.m. - Took family to see movie

9:00 p.m. - Got home from the movie

9:30 p.m. - Kids in bed

10:30 p.m. - Me in bed

1:45 a.m. - Horrifying banging noise outside that gets me out of bed faster than the sound of a child puking (come on... you know that the noise of a gagging child causes your reflexes to kick in faster than anything in the world)

1:47 a.m. - Realize what the noise was, groan and crawl back into bed

2:00 a.m. - Jump because the house makes a creaking noise... repeat this action about every 30-45 minutes.

7:00 a.m. - Get up and start cleaning

9:15 a.m. - Finish cleaning and cursing the juvenile delinquents who made the mess in the first place...

It was probably about a dozen eggs. I guess we should be grateful that they don't have Costco memberships, eh? The worst part: stucco siding. The egg oozed into all the little cracks and crevices and we ended up having to use a tooth brush to get it all off... I'm trying to find the bright side to this situation... any ideas?

Do You Eat Your Veggies?
Have you ever seen VeggieTales? These fantastic vegetables have been part of our lives for many years now. The kids adore them and I love the little bits of humor that are put in just for the adults - never crude or nasty - just references that the kids don't get.
Tonight we took the kids to see the new movie.
My favorite part? The man...er... I mean vegetable eating cheese curls. "I laughed, I cried, it moved me, Bob"!
The thing that surprised me the most? The teenagers! There were more teens in that theater than families! And they laughed and joked and seemed to love the movie as much as the little kids! It was so great to see these guys enjoying a flick that was silly and clean all at the same time!
So, if you've got a Veggie lover in your home, head on out and see this movie! And if you aren't familiar with VeggieTales.... go grab a few and check them out!

Almost.... There....
We've almost made it. We've had 3 kids. Gone through 9 jobs (that I can remember) and moved 13 times in 7 different towns. We've laughed and cried and kept each other from falling off "The Cliffs of Insanity" (movie trivia anyone?). And in 5 more days we will celebrate our 10 year anniversary!
I decided that I wanted to make a new quilt for our bed... but, since we are looking at some fantastic dental work in the next while, I wanted to use as much fabric from my stash as I could. Shouldn't be hard, right? After all, I am a collector of fabrics! So I got out our folding table... the one that is six feet long... thinking that it would give me plenty of space to go through my mountains...Nope. 6 feet of table top and it's STILL not enough to hold all my stuff. See the green box in the first picture?? It's full of fabric... there is another container in my room that I didn't drag out because it's full of denim and I knew I didn't want denim on this quilt. And then I have ANOTHER set of drawers that is full of fabric that I didn't get out because it's mostly scraps. ACK!
So, I dug in... I sorted and stacked and divided. I color coordinated and slowly sifted through the things I might want and the ones I knew I didn't (like the BRIGHT orange in the first picture). And, I think I have my fabric narrowed down....

I need to go to JoAnn's and get some filler fabric and the back... I found the sheets at WalMart on clearance for $19 - I still hate WalMart, but I love the sheets :) Necessary evil... ANYWAY, now the REAL work begins... I will now go to THIS SITE (this link just shows patterns A-F) and find a pattern that I want to use... I've done a double Irish chain(not a link to the one I made... just an example so you can see what it looks like) before... and I loved it... but I'm not sure... if any of you have an awesome quilt pattern that you love more than anything in the whole wide world - let me know! I'm up for any suggestions!

Body Battles
It seems that different parts of my body are always at odds with each other. For example, last night my legs were screaming that they wanted to be done exercising while my brain and belly were saying "SUCK IT UP!!".
Another great example is when I'm reading a book late at night. My eyes desperately want to close but my brain wants to read "Just one more page..."
But, today my body is really duking it out. My stomach is yelling... no, SCREAMING for food. I'm hungry and I want to eat. The problem? My teeth are in pain. And so my brain and my mouth have ganged up on my poor tummy and have told them that they are not willing to fight through the pain to satisfy the hunger. Hopefully a trip to the dentist (and maybe a good psychiatrist) will fix this conundrum!

Don't Slow Down...
WHEW! Sometimes autism really kicks my butt!! I spent the evening bursting into spontaneous tears. It was a fun night for all. Luckily I have an amazing Hubby who didn't tell me that I was being silly. He just wrapped his arms around me and let me soak his shirt with my tears. Then he read my blog post and laughed at me because I had accidentally called Little Bug - "Little But". His comment was "He's not that bad, is he?" He's wonderful, that man of mine!!
And a super thank you to all of you that commented on the last post. I appreciate the hugs and the prayers on my behalf. It's so nice to know that when I throw a pity party for myself, you guys will be there to help lift me out of it.
And now, without further ado, I'm gonna kick my own butt. Let me explain - if I let myself, I will wallow. OH HOW I WALLOW! I'm really good at it! I guess you could call it a hidden talent. I can sit in my chair and weep for weeks. I'm telling ya... I'm good at it. And what will come from it? What would be my end result? Nothing. Nada. NOT A DARN THING.
Little Bug is happy. He's healthy. He's a little sneak! He ate the frosting off of some of the birthday cupcakes whilst I was brooding ... little turkey! The point here is - yes there are struggles. Yes, sometimes is sucks. And yeah, sometimes I breakdown and cry until my head throbs and I have to fix it by taking Advil and a chocolate cupcake chaser. But really, my life is good.
I love this song... if you get a second, turn the music player in the sidebar off and watch the video. Sometimes we have to go through hell, but there's no point in staying there... and so, we move onward. And now, I've cried my tears, I've shaken my fists at the heavens, and I've exhausted myself with all of the "might have been" situations I could possibly conceive. It's time to refocus and work hard to make 2008 an amazing year, rather than a year of regrets... and now, I'm off to dance with my kids and maybe start a tickle fight!

Picture Perfect?
Have you ever had a picture in your mind of "this is how my life will be"? And then... well, then reality sets in. And reality is nothing like the picture you have...
Little Bug will turn 8 this year. This is the age that most LDS children are baptized. It's the age Red was when he was baptized last year. Family flew in. Friends came by. Members of our church came to support our family and our son in his commitment.
But, Little Bug has autism. He can't talk, so we aren't sure what he does and doesn't understand. Therefore, he can't make covenants, which means, there won't be a baptism. And my heart is breaking. I knew this was coming up, but the other day we got an invitation to an orientation meeting for all the kids getting baptized this year. It was like someone slapped me.
There will be no special day. No white clothes. No family and friends gathered to celebrate. There will be a meeting with the Bishop where we will ask for Little Bug to be listed as "unaccountable". It's gut wrenching to think about. He won't start Cub Scouts this year. He won't be in the 2nd grade this fall. And, he won't be baptized.
I beg your forgiveness in advance. This will not be an easy year for me. I know that maybe, someday, he might be baptized. But this is a milestone that we should reach this year and instead it will be passed by.
It's just not what I had pictured...

Untouched

I remember reading that all good photos have been touched up using some kind of photo editing software. I have a couple of different programs on my computer that I use to play around with my photos, but sometimes you just get some good photos that don't really need to be messed with!
We've had some storms come through in the last few weeks and it has created some pretty amazing sunsets. I took a few pictures... some with the flash, some without. And then, I played with them. Changed colors, messed with the "artistic brushes" and decided that I liked the photos just the way they were. Unedited. I put them all back to their original state and I just love them! I'm actually thinking of turning one of them into a Valentines Day card to send to family (since we didn't get Christmas cards out... ahem...)!

So, tell me, do you touch up your photos? Or do you prefer them as is??