*BEEP*

So we were sitting around not doing much after church today when all of a sudden we hear *BEEP*!!!! That would be the sound of our house burglar alarm going off. Chase had found my keys in my purse, picked the right keychain, and the right button and set off the alarm. Now we've set off the alarm before, like if I come home from getting Daija from school and forget to turn it off from my keychain before the kids can run inside the door. But I quickly turn it off and everything is fine. No calls or anything. So shortly afterward when my phone rings, I was downstairs and didn't want to get up to answer it. It is Sunday. My day of rest. And if I feel like ignoring my phone whomever it might be I will. Luckily, Daija still has that "That means I can get it!" attitude and she promptly ran to answer it. Now I forget that the only way to set off the alarm is by pushing alarm button. This basically calls it in as me panicking and there being a BIG problem (i.e. burglar, rapist, fire, etc...) for me to push this button. Daija brought me the phone. It was the alarm company calling to verify that everything was all right. After answering several questions and assuring them that, yes, I was fine. The house is fine...etc... everything was fine. Can you imagine how much more interesting this blog would be if I didn't answer the phone....???????

my fellow bloggers

You know it's funny. I get online almost every day and check all the blogs I follow to see if anyone has posted a new blog. I get so excited when there's a new one and so disappointed when there's not. Or if there hasn't been in a while. So after today I was thinking.... I wonder how many people do that to my blog. Because I am so sporadic in my postings that no one ever knows when a new blog will come along... That how I keep you guessing! Bwahaha-ha-ha...ok I know it's not funny. So here's my promise. I promise to try to be more consistent. And I promise to understand that all of us are busy and that's why you can't blog new every day either. *sigh* I hope that made everyone feel better. I do. :)

LOOK!

Ok, these pictures speak for themselves. I've been so sick of crying and screaming and forcing them to let me comb and do their hair. This is the results. I LOVE IT! Thanks TerraKay!!!! :)

Back of Daija

Back of Kyla

Chase HAD to have his pic taken! :)

cocoa puffs

As usual we were barely on time to church this week. On time means sitting in the overflow because our new chapel is TINY. So we were a few rows back into the "gym". We were listening to the speakers when my son, Chase, looks up and spots the basketball hoop. He is a ball fanatic and immediately starts (not so quietly) screaming about the "Ball!" "Blah bleh ga da ba ball!!!!" We got a few stares and we tried to quiet him down. He kept getting all excited and turning to Chad and pointing at the hoop and yelling, "BALL!!!" It was cute. But not quiet. And I felt bad for everyone around us who were smiling but not able to listen to the talk. A little while later he was snacking on his cereal that we brought for him. Cocoa Puffs. They look like balls. Suddenly, without warning, he excitedly shows Daddy his "ball" and throws it at the basketball hoop! It landed three rows ahead of us. And while I couldn't help laughing, as he's trying to throw another one, and Chad's trying to get it away from him, and the people around us are becoming irreverent with their laughs and snickers, I told Chad that Chase couldn't have anymore cocoa puffs until we were no longer below the hoop. I will admit I found it quite hilarious, just wrong time, wrong place. :) My son. The basketball player.

Girls' Night OUT

I had the best time last night, but I'm getting ahead of myself. Let me give you some background. So two years ago my parents gave me this book. Didn't read it. Then we decided to get serious about money...ooo ya didn't my parents give us that book that one year?.... So I read the book. So we made a plan to follow the Total Money Makeover. Now, I'm not a big spender. I don't go out and spend $100's on clothes or even toys for my kids. Nor do I eat out more than a time or two a week (usually just to get the kids out of the house for a little while, and me too of course) On our new budget we are very strict. No extra spending that's not budgeted for. The hardest part about it is Chad gets out all the time. He works all day every day. Which I'm very grateful for because it feeds me. Then he plays volleyball on Mondays, basketball on Wednesdays, and then basketball and/or volleyball on Saturday morning. Sometimes he goes to the gym on other nights to get some exercise in. All good things. But they are all free. (for the most part, he doesn't pay when he goes we have paid it all already) So I've been stressed, the kids have been horrible and my bad attitude (please refer to the "I hate January" post) hasn't helped anything. And this week has unleashed all it's torture Pam potential and I was feeling beaten. I have debated all week about breaking my budget rule and going out with the girls because they were going out for a birthday party. So....Saturday afternoon I was not going to go. And I will admit. I was acting like a 5 year old about it. I was sad, walking around the house with a cloud above my head. Chad asked me what was wrong. I said nothing. He knew. We were supposed to go out on a date, but that didn't work out. So I was super bummed out. Just as I resolved to locking myself in the basement and scrapbooking all by myself, Chad text my friend to tell her to come get me and I was going out. I was so MAD at first. I had tried to figure out a way to deal with it and he went behind my back and "solved" the problem. BUT I am SO GLAD he did. I had so much FUN! AND even though we had a 1 1/2 hour wait to get our seats, while we were chatting and laughing like girls do I actually had a moment. A "I really needed this" and a "I'm not feeling stressed" and could actually feel the stress ease away moment. I had no idea when I'd be home, and for once I wasn't worried about when that would be either. I had no stress. No babysitter to rush home to. My husband had made me go. I didn't drive. I had no stress. We went to the mall and I was good and didn't spend any money. I was good at dinner and didn't order dessert. We went to the Cheesecake Factory. I'd never been before. And the ladies I was with all shared a taste of their cheesecakes with me and it was PLENTY! AND SOOOO GOOD! I'm so blessed to have a family that loves me. And blessed to have such wonderful friends. I love my ward. I love my family. Thank heaven for girls night out!

January Blues

I hate January. Christmas is over. I'm ready for spring! I want those warm days in the sunshine. When the kids can run wild, barefoot in the grass. Jump on the trampoline with the sprinklers underneath. I can't wait to see my bulbs start to grow that I planted last fall....hopefully they grow! I wouldn't mind digging out and planting my new garden. ANYTHING but the cold, hazy, boring, stuck in the house, January blues. OH how I need a break from the January blues. ... Better go break up the current ruckus downstairs. And the kids need to be cleaned. Suppose I better get it done.

help please...

Ok, so I have stolen a couple ideas from friends to make my blog cuter. I would love to add that awesome cute text but don't know how! I think I'm finally figuring out how to do the picture header part...I know it's about time...but to do cute text would be great! Any helpful hints and tips would be appreciated! Thank you!