Dang that wall!

There's one wall in our apartment that is so aggressive, I had to take matters into my own hands.  Taylor runs into it on an almost daily basis, and it was driving me nuts.  I didn't know if he was clumsy, or just couldn't see.

So I took the boys to the eye doctor to see what they couldn't see.  No pun intended.

This is the result.  

Taylor is "blind in one eye and can't see out the other" and must wear his cool new blue glasses all day.  (HELP! We cannot keep them on!  I am thinking of one of those bungee-strap things to connect behind his head....)  His depth perception is off and things up close do the 'jump out at him' thing.  Dr. Porter described it as the side mirrors on your car - "Things are appear closer than they really are" syndrome. She didn't call it a syndrome mind you, but that's what I'm calling it. 

Tanner squints to see up close, and is straining his eyes, giving him headaches.  So I just bit the bullet and got him the recommended bi-focal lenses so hopefully school won't be such a drag.  

As Dr. Porter asked us questions, even about behaviors, and such, I was surprised to learn that maybe the straining eyes and headaches were leading to their misbehavior.  With a sigh of relief, I made the decision to get both glasses, knowing that Tanner will likely grow out of his.  Taylor might, too, but I'm not going to hold my breath. 

I've had glasses since I was 12.  I remember the day I got them, looking out our front yard and realizing that leaves had details.  And that rose bush had thorns that I could see from the sidewalk!  I'd been missing out on details and was so happy I could see!  

We'll see how this goes...we have a followup in four weeks.  Here's to hoping I made the right choice!

our {growing garden}

In our area, the LDS Church has a farm.  They grow potatoes and wheat and corn and that good stuff.  Well, in the corners of the center pivots, they have big triangular plots of land where 'nothing' grows, but is organized by an area gardener of sorts to divide up the plots into smaller plots that members in our area can come and plant gardens.

The church waters it via the large sprinkler pipe pictured, free of charge (as is the plot), but we are responsible for planting, maintaining, and harvesting our own garden.  Pretty cost effective for us, if you don't consider we have to drive 14 miles round trip to tend it.

We were VERY fortunate to get a plot this year, as last year we skipped (big and pregnant, then big and nursing. ha!) last year and I was a tad late in reserving a spot this year.  Even though we're a half mile away from the 'farm house' where the rototiller is stored (we're allowed to use, provided we fill the tank back up with fuel), we're determined to make this work!!!  As you can see, where we've planted, our 'neighbors' haven't...I kinda hope they forget, because when the weeds get waist high (no, really, they do!), the height protects our garden from frost and the wind tearing through my taller plants.  :)  Sad, but true.  It also will provide a place for Tanner and Taylor to play when they're done weeding...because their 'designated' play area at the front of the garden are sure to be filled with the extra tomato and pepper plants (give or take a dozen each) from my parent's greenhouse, to plant on Saturday!!!

This year we spent $30 in seeds and starter boxes and planted (in half a plot):
3 30' rows of green beans
1 20' row spinach (ran out of seeds)
1 30' row half carrots, half radishes
2 20' row peas (two rows in same hill 6" apart)
1 30' row big yellow onions in half, and green onions the last half

2 hills (4 plants per hill) green summer squash
2 hills ("    ") yellow summer squash
2 hills ("    ") winter squash (spaghetti squash!)
3 hills ("    ") cucumbers
2 hills ("    ") pumpkins
2 hills ("    ") watermelons
2 hills ("    ") cantaloupe

We're going to be VERY busy this summer...And I'm not referring just to me, myself, and I though it might result in a 'me, myself, and I' effort.  Tanner, Taylor, Ryan, and even Kortlen are not going to be one bit bored!!!

And come harvest, we're going to have trunk-loads (not to be confused with truck-loads, though my bike, trailer, and child seat DO fit in my trunk, to give you an idea of how big it is!) of produce to put up for food storage!!!  and fresh salads!!!  and delicious sauteed squash smothered in butter and cheese!!!  And jack-o-lanterns and tan arms and legs!!!

I hope this labor of love will prove to be worth all the effort it will take to weed it.  :)

We'll eat what we can, 

and what we can't, 

we'll can!!!  

Crap. Seriously, CRAP!

***mental images might be more graphic than one would like...read at your own risk.***

*deep breath* 

...if my kids flush ONE MORE THING down the toilet, I'm gonna SCREAM!!!!!!!!!!

I don't know whether to cry because we only have one toilet that doesn't work, or to cry because we don't have two toilets that could potentially be clogged!!!  Seriously??? 

I caught the toothbrush earlier in the week, but they HAD to shove the baby's brush down, too.  Really guys?  REALLY????  What part of spankings don't you understand?  What part of "only poop, pee and a little toilet paper (and throw-up) is allowed in the toilet DON'T YOU UNDERSTAND?!?!?!

Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr! 

Thought I had it taken care of, and we all get home from church and everybody unloads...and we have another giant mess.  I'm talking like bigger than big-foot mess.  

Crap.  

Crappity, crappity, crap.  

Of course nobody will fess up to committing the crime, or even seeing it happen.  I maintain I was feeding the baby before bed, and as always, this sort of thing always happens on my watch...so naturally it's my fault.  

I've quit worrying about crap hitting the fan around here.  I'm more concerned with WHY it's coming back up after I unclogged it the first time this morning.  For reals. 

***Sorry if you thought life was all roses around here.  Clearly life stinks at times.  like REALLY stinks.  I threw up in the tub it was so bad.***


PROBLEM FIXED!!!!!  I have an amazing husband.  Ryan found what was clogging the toilet after taking it completely apart and hosing it down outside...a stupid fifty-cent party favor; a flat-disk spin-top thingie.  COMPLETELY clogging the toilet, in the middle, where nothing could et to it.  SO after $50 in tools and some nasty smells and visuals (thank goodness I got to go visiting teaching!!) and the toilet connected, I CAN USE THE BATHROOM!!!!!  And I get to completely clean my kitchen and bathroom again, because you know the toilet dripped all the way to the back door.  BARFF!!!!!

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On a happier note,  Happy Sunday!!!   I got the sweetest complement by an atheist in Sacrament Meeting this afternoon (No, really!  He comes with his wife, who is a member of our church; Tanner sits by them nearly every week, and they love it!).  Apparently I have mad, as in awesome, mothering skills to keep my kids quiet after taking away all the 'intended quiet activities' we made in R.S.  Basically I took control by taking it all away and did it well, and graceful, and quietly.  Sweet.  

That complement alone makes up for the crap I'm dealing with in the bathroom.  :)  

...the stockings are hung...pillows are fluffed...

...on the paneling with care...

I finally finished my stockings!

Taylor has waited THREE years for his.  Kortlen's is simpler than the rest, but I think I made things easier for future years by making a handful of the trickiest part:  the envelopes for Loving Letters.  They're actually REALLY easy if you make like 7 at one time!  It was trying to figure out the measurements from Tanners that had me stumped...at midnight.

(I LOVE the "Dear Santa" fabric inside the envelopes...sooo sad that I bought the last fat quarter of it at Porter's five years ago!)

Back when I was student teaching (five years ago) I started these...with a plan in mind, that obviously was too much to keep up as more children came along!  I didn't have a pattern to go on, which I regret...because I made four others for my sister-in-law, with a snowman, the star, the tree, and I think an envelope, but I didn't take pictures three years ago, so I don't remember.  If I get around to it, I'm going to re-embroider my name in beige, and Tanner's in the golden/yellow Ryan's is in...

(For my future reference, I used Harrington font for the letters, size 140.  Half a strand of floss *3 threads* and a chain stitch for the names.)

The idea behind the envelope is for the children to write a letter to Santa including the following things:

• Gratitude for the gifts given the previous year
• Asking for one want
• Asking for one need
• Telling one thing they can do for others (family, neighbors, etc.) in the coming year to show Santa (who was so generous to share of his talents) and Christ (who gave His life and love) that they love to serve.

HOPEFULLY Santa will remember to leave a love letter in return to be opened Christmas morning.  

Each are pieced, machine quilted and hand embroidered with fun fabric lining, backing, and binding the stocking which traditionally holds an orange, toothbrush, toothpaste, pair of stockings, and a trinket.  

I am BEYOND excited to put away my Christmas tote of fabric, which has been on my bedroom floor for the last three years.  You don't even KNOW how excited I am to be able to see the floor in that spot!  :)

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But before I end this post (somebody stop me!!!) I need to show you another project that was quick and easy (and includes a pattern!  of sorts) from this evening.

This is the first one I made...but my mom liked it, so I sent it home with her...

And this is the one that sits on my couch now...

Here's the 'pattern' for the ornaments.  Double click (to open in it's own window), right click, save as, and print!

I used the iron-on stuff (can you tell it's late?) to attach it to my fabric.  On 'mine', I actually ironed it onto felt, then iron-on'ed the felt to the muslin and then quilted. 

The best part about these projects, is I'm using all my scraps!!!  I didn't have to buy anything for the stockings or pillows, except for the DMC floss for Kortlen's stocking, and a $3.00 bag of fiber-fill for the pillows...actually, mine is stuffed with the remains of a dead-n-gone stuffed cat and left-over batting from the pumpkin Halloween costume circa 2006.  My, aren't I resourceful!  

I just have a crown to make for a wise man from felt...then it's ALL getting put away for a bit of a break! 

Now onto one last birthday preparation!!!

knee high ... and getting deeper

Is it just me, or is Thanksgiving this week?  Anybody else feeling the holiday rush besides me?

Three weeks ago I agreed to sub in Nursery, when last night, the Primary President called to see if I could teach Tanner's class today.  "Sure!  Just let me get a sub for 'the sub' and I'd be happy to."  LUCKILY I found a sub! (thanks Dawnyel!)  So because one part of the lesson called for a beanbag (and I didn't have any, but wanted to be adequately prepared for LOTS of time), I decided to make one.

I've had this for almost a decade...and slowly but surely, I'm digging into it...

One turned into six, and a couple of tv shows and three sleeping boys later, I ended up with a few stocking-stuffers.  (Anyone have a fun beanbag game???)

Then this morning the Primary chorister called, and had sick kids, and "Could I help out?"  "Sure!  But only for Jr. Primary, because I'd be teaching during Sr. Primary."  It's a good thing I know how to wing-it really well!

Ryan also had to work today, so it's been a non-stop day of rest.

Because the boys slept in till 8 am this morning, I nixed naps today, although at this very moment, my almost 3 year old has burrowed in his bed due to a melt down, and is sound asleep.  It's almost 5 o'clock.  Shoot!

I didn't dare take a nap with the boys wide awake earlier this afternoon, so I barricaded myself in the kitchen with a stack of this...

...and worked on a gift for a little boy's birthday or Christmas...I can't decide.

After an hour of cutting, I just need to embroider these.

Last night I began all this craziness by starting to finish what I started over a year ago:

The tops, batting, and a bolt of 10 yards of fabric I'm trying to fall back in love with have been sitting nervously in my bedroom for much too long.  Come Hell or high water, these quilts WILL be finished before Christmas morning!

While I'm {home} for Thanksgiving and my sisters are bored to tears at night, they're going to help me with another project dealing with a LARGE piece of duck cloth, a magic marker and some crayons.  I don't know if I should be excited for their help, or nervous, as we'll probably be laughing hysterically by the wee hours of the morning!

I have yet to start Taylor's Christmas Stocking (and this is his THIRD Christmas) and need to also do one for Kortlen.  If our next child is a girl, she will be in luck, as hers is already done.  Point in case:  I thought Taylor was going to be a girl, so I made him a 'reddish-pinkish' stocking, and it just wont do for a boy.

Anybody else knee high in holiday projects and feel like they're drowning???  Please tell me I'm not the only one!

In the mood....Mwahahahaha!

Our apartment doesn't lend itself for bins upon bins of decorations for each holiday, so I generally don't get into decorating too much...except for Christmas, which I've accumulated four large containers worth of decorations!

Recently I've seen some fun ways to get in the mood for Halloween...and wanted to try my hand at 'smooking' our little place up.  (Tanner cannot say 'spooking' for the life of him!) 

You can click on any of the pictures to make them larger.  :)

• I made the garland with some glitter scrapbook paper, some hand-cut letters and some dyed twill tape.  Time consuming, but super easy...making the ribbon was probably the most fun!

• I found the paper mache skulls at Michael's and used a 40% off coupon for each.  Originally $1.99.  I then painted them light buttercream and rubbed them down with antiquing gel.  Super Easy.  Tanner and Taylor each think they have their own heads.  LOL!

• Leftover cheese cloth from the 'photography' days was put to good use by ripping it, stretching it, gnarling it, and wrapping it around all the nick-nacks.  The hardest part was decided where to tear it apart!

• I already had the crow and pumpkins, my ONLY Halloween decorations before yesterday.

 
This bookshelf also needed some sprucing up.
(click on it to make it bigger)

• Under my calender, is our wireless router...that glows blue...so I took the liberty of covering it up with some more of that cheese cloth...and I still have about 5 yards of the stuff left! 
• I got the idea for the batty tree from my friend Becky.  Her's turned out much more cute, though!  I can't decide if I want my bats bigger, or just to leave them.  When we were up at my in-laws, Ryan was asked to trim some trees...so I took the opportunity to find a few branches, asked my handy husband to cut part of the stump for the base, and my father-in-law drilled some holes for the branches to sit it...I didn't glue them in, but figured I would just store the base and find new branches each year...then I don't have to store them! 

• I can't help myself, and keep finding treasures at the D.I.  This "Story Hour Readers Revised Primer" with Mother Goose was looking rather witch-y, and I just had to display it!  

***I am proud to say I did all of this for under $5...some of the supplies I already had (cheese cloth, paints, twill tape, books...they were mostly a dollar or two, though.) so I only had to buy the paper for the garland, mini clothes pins, and the skulls.  TOTALLY awesome! ***

For good measure and to complete my day of crafting and laundry, I finished up a project that was put on the back burner;  I haven't decided if I can pull off wearing it or not though. 

I just have a few needle-punch projects, a silhouette on canvas, and table runner to make. By the time I finish those (most likely the day before Halloween!) I might have some decorations for my piano!   Who knows... maybe I'll do the table runner and other projects tonight!  Mwahahaha!!!

Childhood Favorite

At the end of summer, when the garden was full, but before the Zucchini was big enough to make boats out of, mom would make Chocolate Zucchini Cake.  My favorite part is the topping, of course.

So I made some the other day and ate nearly the entire pan by myself.  *oh, the shame*

And this is how I ate EVERY piece.  In a bowl of milk.  At midnight.  *there was NO shame*

Ironically, the few pieces Tanner and Taylor did have, they asked me to eat the top and they ate the 'cake';  WITH the vegetable in it.  SCORE!!!  I suppose the real shame is that Ryan doesn't like chocolate cake...because I would have shared.  Sadly, Kortlen hasn't enjoyed it as much as I have, but I couldn't justify throwing it away...so I just kept eating it.  Poor baby!
 
{Chocolate Zucchini Cake}

Cream:

• 1/2 cup margarine or butter
• 1/2 cup oil
• 1 1/2 cup sugar
• 2 eggs

Alternately add:

• 2 cups grated zucchini (if you're pulling it from your freezer, dump in all the liquid in the bag and the zucchini...even if it's watery, because that's moisture that would have been in it originally.)
• 1/2 cup buttermilk (or 1/2 cup milk + 1 Tb vinegar)

Add:

• 2 1/2 cups flour
• 1/2 tsp cinnamon
• 1 tsp baking powder
• 4 Tb cocoa
• 1 tsp salt
• 1 tsp baking soda

Top with:

• 1/2 cup chocolate chips
• 1/2 cup brown sugar
• 1/2 cup walnuts
• I double the topping, always...just sprinkle it on before baking.

Bake in a greased and floured 9x13 pan, at 350 deg F for 40-45 minutes.  The very first piece hot out of the oven is the BEST in a bowl of cold milk...mmmm!

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I am so glad these two are good friends.  Besides Tanner biting Taylor and leaving plumb colored bruised and scratching his face to look like we have a demon cat, and Taylor egging on Tanner and boxing his older brother a good one, these two get along pretty good.  They can each hold their own.  And they can each scream so loud when the other one attacks that my ears ring for a good ten minutes. 

And this is how Kortlen feels about tummy time.  End of Story.

Have I mentioned what an Angel Baby he is?  He's simply wonderful.  I suppose he's trying to get in some shut-eye before he has to defend himself at bedtime, in a crib, in a room, with two other hoolagins.  *chuckle*

Kortlen's Arrival

So I had an entire post, about 97 pages long, and just deleted it.  :)  On purpose.  I read through it for spelling errors, etc, and couldn't read very far...it was too boring. 

The quick and easy version of Kortlen's arrival goes something like this:

We went to the hospital at 12:30 am on Thursday.  (Thank you Karen for sleeping on our couch so our boys weren't alone all night!)  I told my nurses I'd really like to try going natural, figuring I'd have the baby faster on my own than being induced (my induced labors were about 9 hours).  My nurses were fabulous...didn't even get me an iv...just intermittent monitoring, flavored ice chips, a tv remote, lots of walking, and humming through contractions.  I forgot how uncomfortable the harder ones were. 

When morning came, I had my doctor break my water, sent Ryan to get some breakfast, and we waited.  And waited.  And waited.  I was getting really frustrated, and really tired of waiting.  I wasn't progressing as much as I thought I should be, and was getting discouraged. 

Lunch came, and I again, sent Ryan to get something to eat.  For him, of course, as I could only have ice chips.  :)  By about noon, the contractions were getting stronger, enough that humming through them wasn't helping me out.  I told my nurse I wanted the epidural, and so she tried starting an IV.  After four tries, and right before she was going to call in the anesthesiologist, I told her I REALLY needed to use the potty...she suggested that I let her check to see how far along we really were...and I was at a NINE! 

So things quickly got set up, I tracked down my sweet husband who was eating lunch with our boys and his parents at our house, and told him he was needed...and to come quick! 

Ryan walked in the room at 12:50, and after much vocal expression (my dad's entire herd of cattle would have run for cover for how loudly I was mooing!!!)  Baby Boy Poulsen, all 9 pounds and 4 ounces of him, FINALLY arrived!  Our Big Baby Boy was born at 1:23 in the afternoon.  Thirteen hours (6 hours longer than I thought it would be) after arriving at the hospital. 

Bless my sweet husband and my wonderful nurses for reminding me to 'pull myself together', to 'take control', and to 'breathe'.  Not that I actually followed through with any of that, but it was nice to hear their encouraging words.  Especially the 'just one more push!' for seven whole minutes. 

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Why natural?  Because I was empowered by the thought that my body would know what to do, and I had heard recovery was better.  And honestly, it has been a more quick recovery.  As far as being empowered?  Well, I am pretty proud of myself for making it out alive and in one piece...and I'm sure my husband is glad to have his head still attached. 

Would I do it again?  Ehhh...not right now.  It was hard.  And I was a wimp.  When I say I was mooing...that's putting it lightly.  I was screaming bloody murder.  It hurt.  And to think I thought it would be easier than being induced and having an epidural...yeah right. 

Snow Day

For about a week we had fridgid weather...single digits, dipping into the negatives most nights, if not staying all day....so today was a welcome change of WARMTH!

It snowed nearly all day, just the small fluffy stuff, but by the afternoon we had a pile of snow that was 'play-worthy'. 

We bundled up (and sneeked into Santa's stash for a boy's coat and another boy's snow pants) and headed out to play...

Landon & Tanner

You can't tell by the look on his face, but he was in HEAVEN!

Man on a mission...going to find something exciting...oh, this little boy had such a BLAST! 

Pure Joy! Sledding down the sidewalk, with Daddy pushing from behind. 

Even Ryan had to push himself down the sidewalk....quite funny, though.  You can't see, but Taylor is pushing him, too!

Oh, did we ever have a great time!  Loving this snow...and the warmth! 

Unexpected Fun

Weeks ago I consented to go to the midnight showing of "New Moon".  And if you don't know what that is by now, you can click HERE for more information.

I'll be honest; I liked the books.  Could have done without all the intimacy in them, but they had an interesting story line.

I never saw "Twilight" in theaters, but rented it from Redbox.  I laughed through it the first time, and sewed through it the second.  Mweehhh.  Whatever.

This go around, Ryan thought the trailers looked really good, and wanted to go see it.  I tried to let him go in my place, but 'all the girls' said it was 'girls only', so he graciously stayed home with the kids Thursday night and shoved me out the door, and lovingly told me, "Enjoy yourself.  You need a break.  Who knows?  Maybe you'll have a good time."  I had worked a nine hour day, and all I wanted to do was go to bed early.  I was kindof cranky, come to think of it! 

I wasn't convinced until I got in the car, and I kinda was excited to get to experience the whole 'middle-aged-movie-going-mamas' screaming and fighting and laughing and oohing and ahhing.

I went prepared to stand in the cold for hours.  Heavy blanket.  Chair.  Cheeseball and Crackers.  Hand warmers.  Long underwear.  Three shirts.  Puffy coat.  Mittens with the fold-back fingers so I could snack warmly.

When I arrived, I announced that the party could start because I had a cheeseball and crackers (in a huge container).  Everyone just stared.  This is the part where I started to feel dumber that I already did (because I was invited by a friend of a friend, and didn't know anybody...as the night wore on, there were six of the twenty-one that I knew, but still.)  Apparently we were supposed to bring snacks to share INSIDE the theater.  Ohhhhh.   Oops. 

After only forty minutes of jumping and waiting and freezing and shivering, our theater was called, we were allowed inside, single file, and orderly.  YEAH RIGHT!  Can I just say it was my proudest moment to RUN to Theater 6 to get the middle three rows of seven seats.  I was bringing up the rear...and didn't have to sacrifice any body parts to get the seats we agreed on. It was weird and felt giddy and looked hilarious!  Needless to say, we made it inside safe and sound, crackers, cheeseball and blankets and coats and all without loosing a limb.

I seriously wouldn't have felt bad about taking a two hour nap at that point, but there was so much good company and good food, that my tired and sleepy eyes were compelled to stay open and be social.

It's impossible to describe the noise that erupted when the movie started.  I looked at my cell phone, "12:01" and I suddenly realized that I had been enjoying myself, and I prayed this would not end up being a test of my patience. 

I wont spoil it for anyone wanting to maybe see it in the future, but I will say this.  My favorite part was during every romantic, sad, happy, fun, awkward and rediculous scene, the reactions of the twi-hards were priceless.  Definitely worth my $11.  The oohs, and ahhs, and ohhhhhs and rarrrrs of the 'middle-aged-movie-going-mamas' was hilarious.

**Thanks Sara for the pictures.  :) 

complete

ta da!

My mom taught me that the back of a project should always look as neat and intriging as the front...so here's a bottom shot. :)

The wires are for braces - anybody remember the chairs at the Keetley House? Yeah. And I LOVE that the wire is galvanized and crisp and clean...kinda adds a modern element, in an old-age technique.

Also, I am pretty proud of myself for covering the bottom with muslin...though I wish it were a different 'coverage' shape...oh well...it's what I had to cover those raw edges!


I can hardly wait for this fun photo shoot...and more to come!

Wednesday Night Project

I need a red chair for a wedding photo shoot I'm doing this weekend.

So tonight I'm doing what any amateur, last minute photographer would do. I'm making one!

This is my project for the night...


and these are the colors...

I painted it black first, then I'm playing it safe by painting over that with red and have plans to distress it a bit....

And this is how it stands at midnight...still needing a clear coat and some distressing...I think! :)

I will probably decide on the distressing when I pick out fabric tomorrow...

Either way, in between photo shoots, I think I found a new home for this old chair!

I know it looks a bit pink in the light, but that's because the paint was still wet...it actually dries the same color as the frame above it...which works out perfectly!!! Wahoo!!!

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What do ya'all think?
sand the edges?
distress random areas?
paint it black again?
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I spy a super hero!

Okay...the title is SUPER cheesy, but ya know...

Tanner and Taylor had a little play date Thursday with our friends little girls, who are almost exactly the same ages as our boys. Tanner & Adelaide are just 10 days apart, and Landon isn't far behind (see group photo below). They have a blast together!!! Most of the time.

Here are some of our super heroes...

As soon as I taught Tanner and Taylor how to fly, they thought happy thoughts and just took off!

L to R: Annabelle, Taylor, Adelaide, Landon, Tanner

Aaaaaand tonight after my 4 mile jog/walk, and after making freezer corn (yummy!), and while my darling husband was putting the garage back together after CLEANING it out, I had an inkling to make this little ditty for the ride down to Utah tomorrow...

This was super easy, and super fun to make. I'm glad it went so well! All the little gadgets used to be in a clear water bottle, but it was just too loud for church...so I thought we'd make this a bit more quiet and reverent. Hope it goes over well in the car, too!

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And on another happy note, I ♥ my job...today I cut out all the material for BOTH of my Christmas presents for the boys (twin sized, twin quilts). Really. Two of the same quilts, with all the same material with one exception...Tanner's will be blue where Taylor's will be red...stay tuned for updates, & pictures! I figure if they're just two years apart, they'll probably share a room for the rest of their life...until one of them moves out...but this way their room will hopefully always be coordinated. Am I a dork or what! LOL!

some days are just like that

If you're having one of those days, this site is sure to make you laugh...

...I'm personally having a fabulous day, but thought if you need a pick-me-up, these pictures would do it for ya. :)

In fact, I laughed so hard I cried...trying to stifle my laughs was just too much.