A Quest for fun!

So waking up this morning I felt better than I had for a while, so I convinced Travis to take us up Milk Creek and light a fire for us to roast marsh mellows and hot dogs. We load up and head off only to end up TRYING to enjoy ourselves as Aric, Ezra and Taylor found it very cold and were not interested in waiting around for Travis to get the wet materials lit and burning. Then Aric slipped into the water (nothing serious just his feet) and while trying to warm them by the fire he fell into it, (again not serious as Travis caught him by the back of his jacket and pulled him out before he really hit so no burn) I think if we heard "I want to go home" one more time Travis was going to go postal. That being said I did get some fun pictures. Check them out:

Laughter, the best medicine?

So we are having a laugh fest at my house tonight, after-all

Or is it?

First we watched some Bill Engvall stand up comedy.

"If you were all over that, there would be pepper spray involved."
"It's not sexy it's creepy!"

Now we are knee deep into The Pink Panther Returns: "You know Kato, I really must congratulate you on your freezer ambush ploy, but Kato your fly is undone..... and so my friend are you!"
Clouseau: [answering the phone] This is Monsieur Gadoire - who is this speaking? 
Dreyfus: Don't you know? HmmHmmm! Can't you guess? I'll give you a clue - this is the man who hates you. This is the man who more than anything else in the world would like to see you dead and buried! 
Clouseau: ...are you the headwaiter that works in the little bistro on the Rue de Bazaar? 


 To be followed by one of my all time favorites Get Smart Again.

"Missed him by that much."
"Did you see his face?"

"If that was his face he has a huge cleft in your chin."

I don't know if it's true that laughter is the best medicine. To be good medicine you have to feel better after it, but I have been laughing so hard that I think I pulled a stomach muscle (as if I needed one more thing to hurt), I feel like a little twitch will put me into a pain induced coma! (not really but still lol).

I was actually feeling better physically before we started our laugh fest, though admittedly I am in a much better emotional mental state (or will be once I quit crying from either how funny it is or how much pain I am in - I'm not sure which). Then Sydney has the gall to bring over popcorn as if I needed anything in my very painful stomach.

So tell me, what are some of your favorite laugh tell your sick movies!

Sleep Talking!

Talking in our sleep runs in our family. Both my sisters and I do it (when I worked at a restaurant after closing I would fall into bed and pass out exhausted, my little sister would come into my room and make me "serve her in my sleep. She would make me go through the specials and all the different kinds of dressings etc She would laugh so hard eventually I would finally wake up and kick her out of the room) and I know my husband does (We will never forget his "Well, did you find me pony collection?" And now my three kids do it.

Sydney's comments are the best though, "The fat man put the licorice on the grass!" and "One more beaver aught to do the trick!" are among the top comments.

As I am sitting in me rocking chair at almost 2:00 am I am trying not to laugh as Taylor (laying on the couch behind me) is apparently having a dream about being "Super Mario". While Sydney in her room is yelling at Taylor to stop cheating. Add in to that my Sister's dog Molly who is laying next to Taylor apparently chasing something as her little legs are going a hundred miles per hour and she keeps sleep growling.

I suppose if I have to be awake I am glad I am well entertained.

Bad Words!

There are a lot of words in the English Language that will send a parent running for the soap, but the worst words out there are the double P. That's right : Projectile Puke! At this point you would rather that they had uttered some horrifying word that you could discipline them for then have them suddenly start heaving with such force that it shocks both parents into a state of immobile panic. After which the frantic scurrying begins,  the calming of the child, the arguing over the fact that we still don't have a carpet machine, and the lysoling of the other children and yourself. (lol) After a few more rounds of get the bowl under the puke (my least favorite game) comes the waiting and worrying.
I think the waiting/worrying is just as bad as the rest. Was it something he ate? Is it a 24 hour bug? Will the other kids get it? Will Travis or I get it? Should we send Syd to school and expose other kids or because she is feeling fine let her go?
The other thing is, it never really happens during the day. It always happens at 11:00 - 3:00 am just to make sure you don't forget that as parents you aren't supposed to sleep. And even after the child passes out into an exhausted sleep, you never really rest. Every sound every move of the children sits you up in bed reaching for a bowl, lysol, bleach, etc...
Thank goodness Aric is feeling better today, and so far (cross fingers, throw salt, knock on wood or whatever it is that you do if you are superstitious) none of the other kids have shown signs of the double P.
HERES HOPING!

A new year and a new me!

I have never not worked once I started at 12 years of age helping my parents with their janitorial business. By 14 I started picking up after school jobs, by 16 I was graduated putting in 100 hours a month in a bible education program and working cleaning jobs/or full time at a fine dining restaurant in the evenings.
Don't get me wrong, I am not complaining. I am one of those people who thrive off of having to many irons in the fire. I have  lived my life like that quite happily. Now at the age of 30+ I am feeling it, and my body has recommended that I change dramatically for my health and the health of my children. That's right, I am not working for the first time in EVER.
I am now a stay at home mom. I am still recovering my health and not able to do much but it has been decided that I am not going back to work for the foreseeable future. This has started me thinking of how much I love to bake, cook, craft and create. All these projects that I have had wanted to do and never had the time. The crazy awesome food for dinner when my husband walked through the door (I used to get home after him). Now I just have to wait and get healthy before I become super active mom. I can't wait!