If only life were a Jane Austen novel

Alright.  I know that I have officially joined the hundreds of thousands of women who wish they lived in a Jane Austen novel.  And, in fact, I did not read a lot of Austen until recently, as I knew this is what would happen. However, I have read a few of her novels, and, I love them of course.  Also, it seems to me that courtship would be so much easier if life was actually played inside a Jane Austen novel. 

This is actually probably not the case, as most of the heroines seem to be confused about their relationship with said dude until said dude actually proposes, or something of the sort.  They also don't quite seem to get to know each other, and there seems to be a lot of miscommunications.  (I think I just summed up most of the Austen novels in that one sentence).  That being the case, the men were so much more ROMANTIC than they are now.  For example, who DOESN'T want to take a walk around the park arm in arm with the one you love.  And, who DOESN'T want to get special love notes, and favors from the man you love? And who DOESN'T want to take a moonlight drive in a horse drawn carriage. 

Mostly, I think it would be nice to get out of the whole "booty call" culture that we have going on.  It seems to me that most single relationships are built around sex, and, if you are lucky enough to get into a relationship, chances are it started out of sex.  At least in the small experience I have had.  Boys don't want to DATE me, but the do usually want to have sex with me.  Then, it gets really awkward, cause I have to tell them that it is not going to happen unless certain guidelines are met (hey, I have morals most of the time), then I sit and wait for about a day thinking that they are actually going to be different than all the other dudes, and text me or call me and still want to see me. 

THEN, they don't, because SURPRISE, they are not different, they really DON'T want to date a girl with three babies, they just think she is easy.  (Again, hence the title of the blog).

How much different this would be in Victorian England.  They would like, hang out with me for about six weeks, then, without really discussing anything more interesting than the weather or politics, they would randomly tell me that they loved me and ask me to marry them and live in the amazing mansion they own. 

DONE. 

So much easier.  And I am sure their marriages were very healthy as well. 

Christmas blog will come, I promise, it may just take a few days.  I am out of training for my job so *crosses fingers* I will hopefully be blogging more.  Love you my two readers!

Amazing Chairs

We have a test at work tomorrow that I have been studying all night for, so this post will be brief.  Remember how I have raved about those chairs that I love so much? I have mentioned it about eleventy billion times, and I think there have so far been 3 posts JUST for the chair.  Yeah, well, I found out each chair is around 700 dollars.  I really do have the Air Jordan of chairs.  AMAZING. 

Now, hopefully my bum being very comfortable and my back being supported fully will help me pass this test tomorrow.  If I pass I will get Wednesday off PAID.  OH SNAP. 

Love you all, there is nothing more that I am going to share tonight.  Sorry that I am super lame.  You love me though so we're cool right? cool? yeah.  Ok, on that note, I do have something to share:


By the way, that was totally just an insight into my stream of thought.  If you doubted that I think in musicals, now you know that I really do. 

Alright, peace!

My FANTABULOUS Idea

Yeah, I know, I obviously have not been blogging everyday.  I think it was ridiculous of me to think that I could carry on a blog everyday, raise three children, and work full time.  So, I am re-setting my goal of trying to blog every other day, or so.  See how I did that? I gave myself leeway, then I won't feel bad when I DON'T blog. 

Anyway, I went out with my friend Ryley again last night.  We did what you young folks call "bar hopping", which, really, I have not ever done before.  It was fine, other than the whole 'driving around the entire city to get to a different bar' thing.  You see, we started at Ruby Tuesdays to see some of Ry's friends.  We went to the Station to meet some more of her friends, then we went to downtown Lumpy's to meet her sister.  What did you get out of this? That I apparently don't have friends.  Anyway, that is fine, I just like to come along for the ride. 

Well, we were dancing at The Station, and while that is all cool, and they are playing club music that I don't know and stuff, and I am spazzing out on the dance floor (I am such an AWEOSOME dancer.  My moves are teh awesomez), I had a BRILLIANT idea.  Now, you all have to promise not to steal it, because, it will make me rich and famous all at the same time, I am TELLING you. 

Alright, alright...are you ready? Ok, why not make a dance club...wait for it....for BROADWAY MUSIC!!!  BAM! I would call it 42nd Street, and my catchline would be "where life is a musical" WHOA, I know right? It is such a fabulous idea! And, I have documented that it was MY idea, so none of you can steal it, OR ELSE. 

No, think about it, the club would be open to everyone.  It would be open to boys who like girls and girls who like boys, and girls who like girls, and boys who like boys, and, girls who like boys who like boys! See, something for everyone! It would be great too, because REAL dancing would take place.  There would be a little tap dancing, and some big musical numbers where everyone comes prepared with a dance.  And, every other hour, I would stop the music, and give everyone a song to work on, then, after the time is up, the song would play, and everyone would perform the song they were working on. 

It is seriously genius.  I am going to do it! As I was dancing yesterday on the dance floor, I started to daydream of a world where this idea would work.  It would  be so amazing. 

My dance floor would look like this all the time, and also shows how anyone coming to my club would travel.  Amazing:



Promise I'll be blogging more, just been super busy with Christmas and everything.  I have lots of ideas saved up, so just you wait my two followers! JUST YOU WAIT!

Wassailing

I am sorry that I did not blog for two days.  I have no excuses other than laziness, and, for all of you who depend on my blog (cause I am SURE that you all do), I apologize. It seems that it is easier for me to blog when I have babies, and go to work, than when I have nothing to do all day but hang out.  I don't k now why.

Today, though, something amazing happened.  The doorbell rang at about 8:30 PM and no one in my house seemed to be rushing to answer it.  I am actually quite lucky that I heard it.  I ran to the door, wondering who on earth would be visiting us at such a late hour.  IT WAS CAROLERS! I opened the door, and was greeted by a very enthusiastic young man who said "Hi! We're your neighbors! We are here to sing to you!" And that they did! I suspect it was a singles ward group, or a young mens/womens activity from the local ward.  (For those of you who don't understand what I just said, it is a Utah thing, don't worry). Anyway, it was really neat, and it made me think of when I was about 19, and went out wassailing.

The only thing that was slightly sad was that I was the only one who got to enjoy the carolers! The babies were already all asleep, as they had not napped all day, and my Mom was asleep, and the brothers were doing their teenage boy things.  Nevertheless, it was still quite amazing. 

Yay for the Christmas season!

Say Thank You

For those of you who are on Facebook, you have probably seen this. I actually got the link from Facebook myself, so, unfortunately, I was not the one to find it and be THAT cool. Please everyone go to www.LetsSayThanks.com . It is a website sponsored by Xerox and supports the troops overseas. Basically what you do is you pick out a card that was designed by a school age child. You can then input your name, and a message, and that card will go to a Soldier who is spending their holiday overseas. You don't need to register, and you don't need to even give your full name, but, it is a really neat thing, and only takes seconds of your time. Such a short time to possibly make someones whole day. So, yes, GO TO THE WEBSITE!!! My whole like, two readers who read this. GO. GO NOW! If you are still reading this you are not doing what I asked you to do! GO!

again, it is www.LetsSayThanks.com

another shortie

This is another short blog, but, I ninja'd this from a friends facebook page. This is really funny, because it really gives you a look at the culture of Utah. It is also HI-larious.

Twilight Years from Tom on Vimeo.

Something I thought was funny

This blog will be short, and will not include a rule and a show and tell. I am sorry for this, I am super tired, and must go to bed. However, I am going to just share something I thought was really funny, because I have been told almost the same thing by a boy. I got this from little miss Cornelia Xx. It looks like a funny text she found somewhere, and it is the quote:

"I asked a girl if I could buy her a drink, she said 'I have a boyfriend'. I said 'I have a goldfish'. She said 'what?' I said 'Oh, I'm sorry, I thought we were talking about stuff that doesn't matter."

Hahaha. So true.

Muchluf!

The Naughty Spot

Raising children is always quite entertaining. Now, just one child can be a lot of fun, and you get a lot of great funny family stories with which you can embarrass said child with later during their adolescence. However, when you have three children, the whole dynamic gets even funnier.

My two babies, Ender and Katalina, are only a year and two weeks apart. This is really fun sometimes, and can also be really rough sometimes. They either try to annoy one another, OR, they think it is hilarious to team up and be devious. Today was a day where they decided to work together.

Everyday I drop Severian off at school around 8:15. I generally don't even try to get dressed and ready for this drop off, because I usually just come home and change while I have more time. Today was no exception. I dropped Severian off, came home, locked the babies securely in the front room using the puppy gate, and went to my room to change. I was not gone for more than three minutes. I am not even kidding. I walked back in the room, and I found the two babies sitting in the middle of this:

Notice the two little bum marks in the middle of the mess? While it was super funny after I stopped to think of it, I was NOT amused at the moment I walked into the room. Not only had they made a HUGE mess, they had dumped out two full bags of chips. Now, I don't know about your house, but in our house, chips are like gold. Highly coveted, and rarely found (mostly because the teenage brothers get into them before anyone else gets a chance). So, I put the babies in the naughty spot. Only then did I stop to think it was funny, and decide to get a picture of both the mess, and the consequence:

Notice, Kat thinks she is funny, while Ender knows that he is in trouble. You see, Katalina thinks she pretty much has everyone wrapped around her teeny tiny baby pinkie finger. And, for the most part she does. However, I am not afraid to naughty spot her when the time comes.

And, just as a last note, as I was sitting here typing this blog Severian and Ender came into my room to let me know that Katalina was doing something she shouldn't be doing. All of my children LOVE to tattle on each other, and this was a moment where Severian was very excited. This is how the conversation went, keep in mind, he was referencing her Build a Bear bear that she has:

"Mom, Katalina is doing something with her bear that she shouldn't be doing"
"What is she doing?"
"I can't even explain it, it is so bad you have to come see"
(Severian then takes my hand and starts leading me to their room)
"Mom, you will not believe what she is doing, it will be an Adams for sure"
(I didn't really know what this meant but I just went along with it. We got into her room, and I found that her pink Build a Bear had come undone at the back, and she was pulling all the stuffing out of it. Mind you, she was also sitting completely nekid in her crib)
I said, "Katalina Adams! No no!"
"See Mom, I knew it was an Adams"

Severian has called the times when you are in so much trouble that your last name gets used an "adams". I thought that was pretty funny.

So, the rule of the day is this: Chips may be safe for your kids to eat, but if you want to keep them around, do not put them where children can reach them. They will end up all over your kitchen floor. For serious.

Show and Tell: I love super nanny.

I Crochet like superwoman....if superwoman were to crochet...

Today I am going to discuss The Art of Crochet. I have never really known how to do anything super special. I could sing, but I was always very shy, so I didn't flaunt the fact that I could sing. I have never been especially artistic either. I would rather dance than paint, as movement is generally where my expression lies, not in "art". In fact, when I was in High School I took a sewing class, and failed miserably. I didn't actually fail the class, I just wasn't very good at the projects that I started. My pants that I made had to be turned into shorts by the teacher because I botched them so bad.

This all changed a few months ago when my Auntie Ann was visiting. And by a few months ago, I more mean about a year ago. She was making a blanket for the impending arrival of her first grandbaby, and she was making it by crochet. Watching her, it looked relatively easy, and I expressed my interest in learning. Being a good Aunt, she went and got me a book about how to crochet, some hooks, and some yarn. I had a hard time following the book, as I learn by seeing, so I decided to youtube crochet.

EXCELLENT IDEA. I found this amazing youtube channel called "The Art of Crochet By Teresa". She teaches all the beginning stitches, as well as other projects, such as hats, scarves, granny squares, and other stitches which can be used for blankets. So far, I have made three blankets, and a myriad of hats. Voila:

This is Ryley's Blanket (which took about six months)

This is one of the many hats I have made:

BOOM!

Rule of the Day: You can learn anything on youtube. For serious.

Show and Tell: The Art Of Crochet by Teresa's youtube channel

I Failed!

Alright, alright, alright, alright. I know. I did NOT blog yesterday. I am sorry, I failed at life. Well. At least at blogging. HOW TYPICAL of me to blog for eight days in a row and then stop. Well, sorry. HOWEVER, I DO have an explanation! All week I was stressed about the test that I had to take for work, and yesterday I took it.

I got 100% on one of the tests, and 99% on the other test. So, I passed, and I still have a job. I was so relieved that I came home and ate ice cream and watched Monk. And, I didn't blog. I am sorry. I failed you all for a night.

Obviously though, I have not failed tonight. Tonight, we decorated the Christmas Tree, this was super fun, and also super stressful. You see, decorating the Christmas tree with the kids SOUNDS like a whole lot of fun, and it really is. However, what no one talks about is how frustrating it can also be. We have a really big tree this year, which is awesome, however, that just means more to decorate.

So, we went to Ikea today to get decorations. First off, EXCELLENT idea. We got red and silver decorations for the whole tree (my Mom and I were trying to be Martha Stuart and coordinate...just...you know...without the whole "jail" part of Martha Stuart...) and it did NOT cost very much at all. The babies were super excited about decorating the tree, Severian most of all. The problem was that Severian wanted to hang all the ornaments, including the ones that went on top of the tree, which was a problem because I didn't want him to be standing on the chair trying to hang ornaments on the tree. Ender was interested in hanging ornaments, but was much more interested in making sure that he had all the ornaments that Katlina wanted, and Katalina couldn't figure out how to hang the ornaments, so, she amused herself by bowling with the bigger ones. Quite an interesting night.

In the end Severian got to hang the ornaments he wanted, just so long as his feet stayed on the floor, Ender decided that he would hang multiple ornaments on the same branch and made quite an art project out of it, and Katalina bowled a perfect score, AND I even helped her hang her ornaments. And, my Mom got to hold me by the pants so that I could stand on the chair, and hang the ornaments on the very top of the tree. I was pretty sure I was going to fall right into the tree while doing that, I did not however.

Here is the finished product:

My Mom and I took video of the night, and I will put it up later once I have downloaded everything to the computer.

And that brings me to my rule of the day: when buying ornaments, ensure that they are shatterproof until your kids are of age. And I mean about 25 years old.

Show and Tell:

Quick, but amazing....

Alright, tomorrow I have a test that I have to pass, or I will no longer have a job. It is slightly stressful. So, this blog is going to be super short.

Remember the amazing chair? It gets better, it has an air pump in the back so that you can pump air into it and make the lower back support firmer, or you can push a squishy part of the pump to make it softer. It is seriously the Nike Air Pumps of chairs. A-MAZING.

Rule of the day: When studying for a test that could cost you your job, always do a Wendy's run before hand.

Show and Tell. I love my new job.



and, to complete:



BAM.

Degrees of Separation

Alright, this blog is going to be quick, but, it is a really cool blog. I am, officially (kinda) two degrees of separation from J.K. Rowling. How is this? Well friends, I will tell you.

Many of you know of my obsession with Twitter. And those of you who don't know of it, I have an obsession with Twitter. Now you know. Twitter is essentially just a website where you put in a statement of 160 words or less (I think that is the amount). It is basically a status update like in Facebook, and that is all you really do. Anyways, in the Twitterverse you can "follow" people. For all you Facebookers out there this basically means you "friend" them, and therefore, they can see your "status update", but they have to follow you as well in order for them to see yours. Also in the Twitterverse you may talk to people, or "comment" on their "tweets". To do this, you type in the @symbol and then their username. For instance, my username is luverbuggbaby (p.s. Kim, do you remember when you created that name for me, in our 10th grade year? Yeah. Still use it. I heart you). So, if someone wanted to say something to me they would say "@luverbuggbaby no, your hair is NOT supposed to go blue when you are trying to dye it black.  You did something wrong."

Alright, now that we all understand Twitter, back to my story. So. I follow Emerson Spartz, who is pretty much the genius that created mugglenet.com. IF you don't know what mugglenet.com is, you will be begrudgingly be forgiven. If you don't know what a Muggle is, then you are no longer my friend. You will find the pink slips firing you in your mailbox tomorrow morning. No, really though, mugglenet.com is a huge Harry Potter information site. I have gone to this site since I had dial up internet, so, that will tell you how long I have been going there. It is amazing.

Anyways, I got off track, sorry. Emerson Spartz created mugglenet, and, he also has a Twitter. Well, the other day he "tweeted" (see, aren't you glad you know what that means now?) something about a trending topic that was ridiculous. I responded with "'Ear, 'ear", cause I agreed with him (inside Potter joke. If you get it, you are laughing, if you don't, read the books, then you will laugh. Promise). HE responded BACK to me with something like "'Ear, 'ear indeed". Number one, this totally made my day. Number two, I realized shortly after I got the tweet that this boy HAS MET J.K. ROWLING. Not only met with her, he got TO ASK HER QUESTIONS. How freaking cool is that? Therefore, by my own system, I have decided that I am now only two degrees of separation from J.K. herself. Amazing. You all know someone who is THAT cool. And, by extension, you are all 3 degree's away from J.K. So now we are all cool.

I am also going to talk a little bit about Emerson Spartz. This guy created mugglenet when he was super young, and has met J.K. herself. Anyone like that could easily have a big head on them. Well, this is his twitter bio: "I'm going to use my twitter to remind me to smile at strangers and compliment people". Not only that, but he does "thankful thursdays" I think, (sorry Emerson, if you end up reading this and that is wrong, I apologize), where you tweet about what you are thankful for. Anyways, from what I know, he seems like a really cool guy with a good head on his shoulders. Props to you Emerson Spartz! The world needs more people like you!

That is all for this little blog. I have to get back to studying for the test I have to take at my new job on Friday. Apparently if we fail, we get FIRED. Yeah. I am a little nervous.

Rule of the Day: Just because someone walks around in a black cape like a bat, has greasy hair, and used to be a Death Eater, does NOT mean he is a bad guy. He could be hiding an undying love for your Mother, and therefore, really is trying to save you.

Show and Tell: Since I talked about mugglenet, that is my show and tell for the day. To see Mugglenet, click here.

Alright friends.  Until Tomorrow! Xx. 

Happy Birthday Katalina!

Today is the day my baby girl was born! Two years ago I went into the hospital pregnant. The doctor sliced my belly open and out came a baby! Her birth was actually the most traumatic birth of all my three babies. Firstly, for the obvious reason. The ex had left me when I was five months pregnant, and he wouldn't hold my hand whilst I was being sliced open. Then he took our children home with him that night, not to our home, but to the home that he was living in with the girl he left me for. Awesome.

Add to that the fact that when Katalina was born, she had water around her lungs. This is relatively common with c-section babies, but it was scary nonetheless. She had to spend 24 hours in the NICU, under an Oxygen box thing which pumped pure oxygen into her body. I guess this got rid of the fluid around her lungs.

HOWEVER, this being said, I think she is the one that I bonded the most with in the hospital. The ex didn't bring the babies a whole ton, and I was there for 4 days, and I spent most of the time just holding her. While I did that with my other babies, I had more people there all the time. With Kat, I had alot more alone time with her in the hospital, which was nice. SO, here is an Ode to Kat:

Her birthday this year was really fun. We actually celebrated on Sunday, but we got Ice Cream Cake, let her pick out a tree, and she got lots and lots of toys. Her favorites were the My Little Ponies and Barbies, because she gets to brush their hair. She also loved the shoes that I got her. They are the cute dress up ones in the picture above. She loves shoes!!! Today, I had to work, but still, Happy Birthday my sweet girl! I love you!

Rule of the Day: (stolen from Duane) On a babies birthday they are allowed to do pretty much whatever they want to (within reason).

Show and Tell for the day: Kat when she was about One and a half: