Learn to Swerve.

Have you seen this girl?

Last seen walking out the door vowing to not return until " I've walked this baby out". That was last night at about 7pm.

Oh yes, there she is, still pregnant, and still miserable.

I've been having contractions alot more than in my other pregnancies, and not the kind that are just eb and flow, but the kind that make you want to sit down and give birth, except they are doing nothing to the state of my cervix. TOO much information for ya eh?

My discomfort is so obvious that the scooter store has taken to sending me brochures on a daily basis asking me to let them help me regain my freedom. Apparently the news is far spread that I'm needing some assistance walking. Gotta love it.

I try to scrapbook, PAIN, I try to sleep, more pain, try to eat, ew. No eating is taking place, which means, I'm losing weight, but I'm still hungry and still feeding a small child.

Not to mention:

This week was insane, my little sister gave me a shower, and I helped with the decorations, and the food, and the cleaning, and well, I helped with all of it since, it was at my house. Have you ever threw yourself a shower? Techincally it was her doing the throwing, I was just the one passing out the invites and making the decor, and the favors, but it was so weird. I almost felt the need to cancel it. BUt, I didn't and it turned out cute.

my sister made a diaper cake.

we went with blue and green as our colors, and we did green bowls with tons of sour cream and homemade guac, and mexican food. YUM.
the favors were just stamped and covered hershey bars, this was the left over, the rest were tons cuter,

We played games, and you'll be happy to know I am 11.5 toilet paper squares wide.

I have so much to upload and show you all, I just have to get my lack of ability to sit under control, and then I will deliver the goods.

Thanks to everyone who purchased cuteness from my etsy shop, I am making some more albums in other sizes with other kit options, for those who asked, and I can't wait to have pictures of the BABY to show you.

Ok, bye for now, be back soon =)

She lives... Barely.

Those of you who asked.

I have not:

Joined a convent. SOmething about having me 4 kids, they didn't see it working.

Left my husband: Also that 4 kids, no job thing, really throwing a kink in my plans.

Quit scrapbooking: As much I'd like to, this ROOM that cost more than a small JApanese import, would prevent me from ever even attempting such an act.

HAd the baby: Apparently induction for being miserable is not something the Army considers a reason to bust out the pitocin. My loss.

Seen my feet: It's been about 3 weeks since I was last able to paint my own nails, let alone massage the once adorable shapely objects that carry me to and fro.

answered anyones emails due to cable failure, power outtages, and LAck of abilility to get online on a daily basis.

Ever spent more time at the ER then I did this week. CAn I tell you? Charity had food poisoning, Aubree had pink eye, Ruth had severe cramps that I knew were the beginnings of labor. Not so much. Mikey fractured his arm yesterday afternoon, and today, the one day I DIDN't want to spend at that blessed place they call an Emergency room, that I have renamed the regular room, because in my 3 days stay, not once did I see an emergency, my little sisters baby fell at CHURCH of all places and split her eyebrow open. Guess where we went? Oh yeah, the regular room. Sooooo...

For those of you who were totally worried sick, (all 3 of you, thanks so much) I am ok, I am still GREAT with child, although it's not so great, and my life is still somewhat chaotic. I am making headway.

I have many people to respond to, many projects to post, and many things to finish before the week is over, not to mention my poor child with his arm in a sling, and the photos of the rabid squirrel being taken away in his cage of glory to show you. I do however have to finish a few more things before I can do so. Thanks for worrying. I promise to be back. Oh yeah, baby got back. Just a few more days.

And to Kara, who sent me this link...

That's ME!

My crappy little faltering etsy shop made it to a fabulous blog where I am almost embarassed to admit it, but thank you KAra, and Rachel, for thinking my felt albums worthy of a post.

That makes me smile.

Scrap, Snap, Nap.

Been busy this weekend getting assignments started and finished, trying to be inspired.
Failing, mind you, but trying all the same.

Because I know you are all interested in what I look like at 8 mos pregnant, (32 days to go!)

I took this shot. Not so hot. But around these parts we make do with what we've got ;)

Got some of my husband in his good clothes. It's all I can do to get him to put on something besides a uniform so when I do, I try to make a memory of it. I used to hear it said that 2 negatives make a positive, which is why I figured we made such cute babies, however, the more I look at him, the more I think, perhaps a negative and a postive can result in 3 positives afterall.

I've given up the pursuit of sweet and sour sauce, that and the secret to permanent hair removal are apparently non-existent. Went and saw Spiderman 3, is it just me, or was it a bit, ummm weird?

If you saw it you might know what I'm talking about. Toby, not so much the bad boy. Not really.

Hoping to get that 3 karat diamond I wanted for mothers day, but since the police haven't arrived to take Mike into custody for robbing a bank, I think I'm more likely to get a card, and some cute little chocolates.

We'll see. There's still time.

Hope you all had a good weekend. I have more work to do than I care to discuss, but will not complain.

(and for those following the squirrel saga, he was removed by animal control yesterday for attempting to jump into the laundry room of the woman next door.

He should have picked mine. They never would have located him in all that laundry. Bad move on your part little buddy.)

Happy Mothers Day =)

I've got some...

Good news and some bad news.

1. The good news is, the baby is wonderful, he's growing like a weed, perfectly perfect as far as the outside is concerned. The bad news is... Me thinking I was doing SO good by not looking like a total water retaining sea-cow at 36 weeks, and inviting everyone to a RUth won't be the fattest woman in the maternity ward party this friday night, was totally popped today when she informed me that my due date was "most likely a few weeks off, and I was not 36 weeks, but 32.5 and would probably be having the baby on the hottest day of the year, not to mention, 3 weeks later than I had planned. SUPER. So what you're telling me is, I'm still going to be the fattest women in the maternity ward, even though we won't technically be in the maternity ward since there are 150 other women giving birth that same day, and we'll all be handed a sleeping bag and an IV. This time, it's do-it-your-self.

2. THe good news is, my blood pressure is at an all time low for me, 138/79. Very good for this blood pressure diva. THe bad news is, we've lost your glucose test results, and because it's your fault for being pregnant during this baby boom, and being military, and well, just being. We need you to come back in at your earliest convenience and drink MORE of the toxic vomit inducing orange drink, and sit for ANOTHER hour and hope that this time, we place the results into the computer, instead of setting them aside to be entered into the system by the poor mis-treated little private who probably had something better to do that day, and threw mine in the garbage in hopes of being released early for once. I'll be drinking it up again tomorrow at 9 am.Yum. Can't wait for that.

3. The good news is, Max is house trained, adorable, well-loved and cared for. Quite possibly the happiest dog on the planet. The bad news is, he's only all those things, because he is no longer our dog. We gave him to the lady next door who has been eyeing him up for awhile, and saw the stress I Was being caused because I just didn't know what to do with a puppy, a pregnancy and 3 small children. She is amazing with him, and I can totally tell how much he is loved. The kids can still see him, and Charity still screams out the window at nap time MAAAAATS. MAAAAAATs. Only instead of being in our yard, he's in theirs. I'm happy, she's happy, the kids are happy. So really, it's not that bad of news?

4. The good news is, my hair is the LONGEST it has ever been. EVer. I'm totally stoked over my new found tresses, and enjoy the fact that I can almost shake my head and look like an overweight, slightly uglier Bond girl when I get it wet and toss it side to side. The bad news is, there are literally 4 inches of root that must be hidden by a well-placed scarf or a headband, and the last 3 inches are split ends. So until I get the skrilla necessary to FIX said rootage, I willl be hiding the new found coif under said headband. Pretty much like you see here.

It's hot.

4.The good news is: Mikey is almost done with Pre-K, and my mornings can once again be filled with sleeping, and dreaming of new ways to get the AC to vent into the backyard so I can get some much needed yard work done without giving up the cool air that keeps me from passing out on a daily basis. The bad news is, with school being over, the boys that are far too old to be playing with my son, and used to only come over at 3pm when school got out, will now be able to come over all during the day, and attempt to play. For what reason, I still cannot figure out. Mike is convinced they use him for juice boxes and fruit snacks. I figure if that's all they're getting out of, its a harmless friendship. Either way, it keeps Mikey from wanting to play video games all day, and I have noticed a drastic change in his attitude toward school work now that he has "friends who can read big books and do math". Little do they know, I am the one using THEM. Muah ha ha.

5. The good news is, I recieved an email yesterday for an AMAZING opportunity, one that I have always wanted to get the chance to do, and it's totally something I could rock at, if I let myself. The bad news is, the mojo that one would need to fulfill said opportunity is still holed up in Cancun, either partying or buying cheap property to rent out to college spring break students, and his absence is leaving all creations in a SAD SAD state. I'm talking, ROss and Rachel we were on a break, total tears in your eyes kind of sad. I'm thinking of purchasing some off ebay though, if I can find it cheap enough. I'll keep you posted.

6. The good news is, my little brother is getting married, and having a baby, and wants me to take some photos for him since he's not exactly loaded at this point, and wants something to remember the blessed event with. The bad news is, the wedding is in FLorida, and the price of gas right now literally has us driving to church on the lawn mower, so driving to Florida is going to be a stretch if we want to be able to, I don't know, exist? I mean. I'm all about my 7 seater car, and it's amazing ability to climb mountains with it's 4WD, BUT that fact in itself means it takes ALOT of gas to get to said, mountains, or in this case beaches. So, I'm really hoping that gas goes down a notch from, sell a body part to fill your tank prices, to just forgoing a few meals price range. I'm not a huge fan of these, don't buy gas on May 15th, that'll stick it to the man ideas, but I do hope that something gives, somewhere and I can get to see him married. AS much as a little punk as he is, I do love him, and would love nothing more than to be there to see his nuptials.

7. The good news is, Veronica Mars is back in full swing, and her total wit and perfection are once again gracing my television on TUesday nights. The bad news is, I missed last nights episode because I was either totally unaware that she was on, and didn't even think to flip to the New CW to check it out, or I was driving across town to get my sister's baby an ice cream cake, because that's what all 1 year olds desire on the first anniversary of their birth. Either way, I missed it, and because my Piece of poo Dell is still totally in a state of no return, and it is the computer with itunes that recieves all my automatic veronica mars season 3 downloads, I can't even see what I missed. One of these days, I'm going to crack and give Dell a piece of my mind. Send them a bag of poo to represent that which is the computer I recieved. BUT. For now, I'll just sulk and see if I can find out when and if it's playing again. boo.

8. The good news is, My sister is here, and date nights are totally going to start being a thing we partake in. This week we may go to see spiderman 3, and perhaps even go out to dinner, at a place that DOESN't serve your food on a brown tray, and ask if you want to super-size that. The bad news is, with her comes the reality that baby's are sooo much work when added to 3 children. They've been here for about a week, and I honestly think I have restacked the DVD's 147 times, ( not to mention sanitized the toilets to prevent some sort of icky disease) , and swept the floor about twice that to prevent the choking one would induce by eating things like UPS packing peanuts, or buttons. It is good practice for me though. I was getting immune to smaller children and forgot the things that they could think of, but having her here really is a wake up call. Usually it's at 3am.

9. The good news is, Aubree has finally gotten into a sleeping schedule that works for everyone and I no longer have to set my alarm at 3am to see what she might or might not be wearing, and or creating (thanks in part to the subject of #8). The bad news is, because she is now getting a full nights sleep, one that includes no night partying, dress-up, or etsy shop collecting, she is totally ready to be entertained ALL. DAY. LONG. Now, don't get me wrong, I love to play with my kids, and entertain them, heck I've even been known to run in the sprinkler with them, if you can picture that. (just try to block the part with me in a swim-suit). The problem with entertaining is that once you've done it for 3 days straight, you run out of ideas. We've made puppets, we've played candyland, we've made dress up clothes out of trash bags, we've done art class, singing class, and shaving cream creations. I am out of ideas? There are most definitely plus sides to having children who might be entertained by the tv once in awhile. I was not blessed with those kind of children, and while I am truly grateful they love to be little sponges that I can mold and shape with creative mind play. SOmetimes Dora and boots would rock. So if you have some ideas as to what to do with a 3 year old who wants constant entertaining, ones that don't involve me walking at a pace over 2 miles an hour, or raising my heart rate, send them my way. I'm in need.

10. Lastly. The good news is, I have some pages almost done, and a few things that got picked up in the last round of ST calls, the bad news is, it's midnight, and those same 9 previous good and bad news posts are most likely still going to be a hinderance to my creating for at least the next few days, so I ask that you be patient with your wanting to see art. Right now, I have nothing to offer, except my condolences to those who've read this whole post, and are suffering from it's boredom inducing effects. And perhaps a few OLD pages that are never going to be used for anything, so might as well share, right? I just wanted to let it be known I was alive and well, and that there are things in the works. I just need a little more time. Thanks for reading once again. I'm going to make like a fetus and head out... (totall med-tech school humor there,). Have a good week. =)

Between...

You and me. Single mom's SOOOO should get a lifetime membership to the prozac club, and a weeks vacation.Bi-monthly.

I'm throwing in my towel. Because I actually got new ones. Finally.

There is no end to the messes 3 kids will make when father is away. I'm still trying to rid my house of the smell of Michael Kors, not to mention putting back the 2 trashbags of stuff AUbree collected from every room in the house last night while the rest of the normal population was sleeping.

When confronted this morning about her reason for collecting two large containers of random "crap" whilst I caught a few much needed ZZZZ's

"It's to sell in my etsy shop."

Seriously.
Heavenly Father made her funny so that she could end each day without having spent most of it in time out.

Other than the usual messes and being without my saving grace.( That being my Internet connection for those of you not totally tuned into to my wave of thinking). I've been good.

The winner of the RAK is Lisa Guidry so Lisa If you will email me your info, I can get the goodies on their merry way.

Thanks for all your fun I've decided posts girls. I love to see what you readers think. Mostly because I'm in awe anyone even comes here.

In conclusion, I must play the interview game that Sarah so nicely added me to, and once you read the entry, if you want an interview, just post and ask, and I will give you 5 questions to answer to post on your blog? Sounds easy enough, right? (yeah. So did Trig my 3rd time around.)

Ok here's my "interview" courtesy of one of the hippest mormons I know, or would know, if I lived in say, Salt Lake.

1. If you were a character on Veronica Mars, what mystery would she solve for you?
So many to choose from. The mystery of where my mojo is, where the floor in my scrapbook room went to where my waist is. Who's responsible for the 24 rolls of unrolled toilet paper in the bathroom toilet, that NOONE has any info on. The reason why nobody in a 24 mile radius has any sweet and sour sauce. It's a conspiracy I tell you. Boy, Veronica would be busy with me as a client. I'd also have to say if I were a character, I would choose to be Parker. At least until Logan and V are back together. No love lost PIz. It's just a thing I have for Hot well spoken boys serving to inherit large amounts of money.

2. Who would be cast as you in the movie of your life?
My girl Drew Barrymore. She seriously is the best at portraying love, life, heartbreak and craziness without missing a beat. We have alot in common, aside from that whole grew up a starlet, married Tom Green (EWWW: long shower and boiling after that incident), and makes billions doing something she loves thing.

3. If you had 3 wishes what would they be? Half of me really wants to wish for world peace, and total domination of evil, but it would take a whole 5 seconds for that to end, so I think I shall use my wishes on.

1.An endless bank account. One that totally replenishes itself when I spend it all.
2. Actual REAL intelligence and Talent. I mean like being able to understand how stuff works and not have to ask 150 people to explain simple things like digital scrapbooking to me, only to still be totally awful at it.
3. This one is really deep, but a perfect understanding of the Gospel and everything we're meant to learn here on earth. I would be much more likely to make good choices if I had that. And I want to be able to teach others, and in order to do that, I'd want to know it all. I'm all about the knowing, (and just a teeny tiny little bit about the money.)

4. What reality show would you go on?
GOsh, it's a toss up between Clean House, Biggest Loser, or The Real World London. All for different reasons. I need to get my scrapbook room under control, hence Clean house. Biggest Loser for those post pregnancy pounds that are SOO going to be sticking around like Urkel on a Friday night, and The REal World London, because that house was Amazing, and I need a way to live in London and see the sites free of charge.

5. What is your dream job?
Being Olivia Benson, Scully or Veronica, and getting paid to do it. I've always wanted to solve Mysteries, and fight crime ever since I read my first Encyclopedia brown book. I even hid quite a few priceless posessions in hopes of convincing my mother detective work was in my blood. She wasn't amused. Nor did the FBI ever call me up after I submitted that application in 6th grade for career day. But I'm not done yet. Perhaps one day I'll be ridding the world of crime, aliens, and SVU type cases, all while scrapbooking, and taking photos in my spare time. Just you wait ;)

That was fun.

Alright. 'Since it is far past my bedtime, and the neighbors have taken to very loud and obnoxious drinking outside my window, I'm going to call it a night. TOmorrow Mike comes home and I am going to take FULL advantage of him being here and finish the 12 pages I have in progess. I promise to post soon.

If you want an interview from yours truly, be sure to post, and I will ask you some questions. I need to channel my inner Barbara Walters. Helps me feel like more than just a useless housewife.
And this week, that's something I need.

Mother of Pearl.

My internet has been down for 4 days, and I have officially checked into the 7th floor ward. I will post the winner this evening. MUCH to do today!