Ahhh, serenity.......

Nap time.........*sigh* I just love those words.
I look forward to this 2 hour slice of serenity everyday.
Those of you with children, particularly between the ages of 1-6, know what I'm talkin about.
It is the only time of the day between 7 am and 9 pm that there is anything remotely resembling quiet in my house......in my life for that matter.
Now this time can be used for anything......washing dishes, folding clothes, catching up on housework (ha!)
Usually I either sit around munching on Cheetos or chocolate (whichever is available) and watch something absolutely vital on television or read a cheesy romance novel...or, as I am doing today, playing on the Internet.
Don't get me wrong...I love my very active and raucous children, but nap time is as much for mommy's to regain sanity and self-control as it is for kids to recharge their batteries. All in all it makes everyone feel refreshed and ready to take on the rest of the day.
I am hoping by the time my children get too old for nap time I will no longer require it to make it through some days....and If I find I do....well they have to do what I say til they are 18 right...and if I want my 14 and 17 year old to nap because I am tired, or upset or just because I say so....then nap they will!!
I do realize that I may be living with delusions about the future, but hey...it makes me feel better for today, so leave me with my fantasy please.
Krista

I think my 5 year old is possessed.....

Last night I got very little sleep, for several reasons..one being the storm raging outside and all the strange spooky noises my house produced throughout the night.....the other being my 5 year old.
For some reason around midnight Colin got out of bed and walked out into the hallway.......then just stood there, swaying from side to side, looking around. Having heard him get up I went out into the hall and asked him what was wrong...Did he need to potty? He just continued swaying and looking around. He then turned and walked into the living room. I followed turned him back around and asked again if he needed to potty...to which he shook his head yes.
I directed him into the bathroom where he lifted the toilet seat, stared in a stupor for a moment then lowered the toilet seat.....he then repeated this process. At this point I am a lot confused and a little concerned. So I lifted his face and asked if he was awake...again with the head shake. Okay.....I was getting a little aggravated so I firmly told him to go potty or go to bed....Nothing!
Just stood there starting at me.
Colin then tuned and left me standing in the bathroom.....I asked where he was going...."sleep" was his response...well at least I got a word this time...he then walked into the living room. I quickly redirected him to his room telling him his bed was this way.."where"....Yay! another word..progress.
Then he laughed.....not his normal laugh but a weird almost scary he he he kinda laugh...he continued laughing for a few moments after I maneuvered him back into bed...then was once again "asleep".
Now I am more concerned than confused...and a little unsettled. It was probably nothing, but you never know.
Maybe it was some strange 5 year old joke....
Or maybe my house is haunted and he was possessed by some long dead farmers spirit who is upset because my brats have encroached upon his resting place with their loud wails, high pitched screams and constant bickering...and now he is trying to scare us away so that he can once again have peace....oh I feel your pain farmer man.
Or maybe my baby sleep walks...who knows.....all I am certain of at this point is.......................
that laugh was creepy!!
Krista

To internet or not to internet...that is the question

Sooo, I must inform you of a recent tragedy in my life......sigh......it has been very painful for me over the last week or so to deal with this atrocity.

Are you ready?

I.........have no Internet! *gasp* I know, I know...it is a terrible thing but I am trying to cope.

So right now I am at my parents house using their Internet just to update you on my absolutely thrilling life. If you have been reading my blog, you know I moved last weekend.....out into a pasture..with cows in my backyard....I'm not kidding see...

Anyway...back to my recent plight. So to the reason I have no Internet at home...No one provides DSL or any type of Internet out in the middle of nowhere.....unless you get satellite. My next logical step was to investigate satellite Internet. I was.......horrified, shocked, aghast (I love using words like that) at the price. Set up is a few hundred dollars and then I would have to pay at least 60-70 bucks a month with a 2 year contract. These numbers my not frighten some, but as a one income family this seems outrageous to me. Once I recovered from the heart attack I decided that the Internet would have to wait until I can get a better look at what my monthly bills are going to be like at my new place....then maybe I will be able to afford the freedom to surf the web at my leisure....Until then I must rely on the generosity of my Mommy...thanks mom.

Now that I have purged that annoyance (thank you for listening, I feel better) I am going to finally post a few pics of the views around my new abode.

Ohhhhhh, Ahhhhhhh

Calming yes?

Krista

Freedom

I in no way want this to seem like I am ungrateful or tired of my parents (I am very grateful for them and everything they have done for me over the past few months), but....I just found somewhere to rent! I can hardly contain my excitement!

Now I assumed that I would move into town where I work and everything would just move along from there. My parents live about 25 minutes out from my office....it is pretty rural if ya know what I mean. I have nothing against rural...I just automatically thought I would live in town....Wong. The place I have just paid the deposit and first months rent on today is in the middle of a pasture.......behind my landlords house......on a farm.
Yes...on a farm. Like there are cows 20 feet from my front door kinda farm. The land lady was kind enough to inform me ahead of time that I will get manure on my car. Ummm...ok I guess? Now the yard is fenced so I am hoping that I will not open my door and step out into a giant pile of fertilizer anytime soon..or ever...but I will be sure to keep you all updated on how that goes.

I will now be only about 10-15 minutes from work and 10 minutes from Mom and Dad so it works well. The house itself is tiny and old...but I am gonna paint and make it cute. I will take the time to put up some pictures later on. I will say that the view from my kitchen window is.........magnificent! I'll put up a pic of that too....the house is in a valley with mountains at the back *sigh* That alone is worth moving into an old farmhouse.
Krista

Turning 2

The 14th was my baby's second birthday...*sniffle*...I can hardly believe it has already been 2 years since I gave birth to her..I mean I remember it like it was yesterday...My epidural didn't work and it hurt like hell!!

She had a hello kitty party...because I like hello kitty and soon she will be old enough to choose what she wants...I am too old to have a theme party for myself *sigh* we lose so many things when we grow up...Nap time being the one I mourn the most.
Anyway....back to my baby. We made cake pops. Have you ever seen or made them? They turned out fabulous...but I am sooo very glad we did a test run a few weeks before her party...










Guess which one was from our first batch...

We did still have a few kittens that didn't quite turn out...we affectionately referred to them as Hello Kitty's mentally challenged cousins....









They tasted just as good though! We do not discriminate in my house!

I also made a cake..which I think turned out pretty good...seeing as I am in no way a culinary mastermind...or even an above average cook...I have no illusions about my lack of expertise in this area (but I do like to blame it on the fact I don't have much time to hone my talent)




















All in all I think she enjoyed her party.....














I am already brainstorming for next year...hmmm... I am sure she will love what ever I choose...I can make her think she does anyway, if only for 1 more year...because I have learned from my first born that once they turn 3 they pretty much know everything...and think they should get exactly what they want...I just can't wait! (can you hear the sarcasm?) Is it sad that I am living vicariously through my 2 year old daughter??............I didn't think so.

*No animals were harmed in the making/planning of this party/blog...thank you

Krista

She's A Maniac

She's A Maniac, Maniac on the Floor.

And She's Dancing Like She Never Danced Before.

This is what happens when my sister Casey comes to visit,

Every mommy should have a sister Casey...to occupy her children, wear them out, and give her time to regain her minuscule grasp on sanity.

Then when they get a little too rowdy...she can calm them by telling them are trees or a blade of grass in the wind...

Then there is the aftermath

Thank you God for Sisters

Krista

Day of pampering...continued

Well I finally went back for my massage this Friday.....I know I must be crazy right?? But I made it out alive. Now before I go into the massage itself I would like to discuss my fear......of undressing and remaining naked (even if covered by a sheet) in front of someone I don't know. Having children, breast feeding, years in an unhappy marriage (gained weight) and filing for divorce (gained more weight) have left my body a little.......depressed (I apologize to any males who happen upon my blog...very sorry), but I think even if I had a perfect body this would still freak me out. Is it just me??
The massage lady was very friendly, trying to put me at ease as I was a massage virgin. She explained how she would work and the order of areas she would massage. At one point she stated that the abdomen was an optional area....Ummmm..NO! She said she didn't have it done herself because she had kids and stretch marks and she was self conscious....I have to say she was like 5'4 and 110 lbs (not saying she cant be self conscious) but I wanted to say..Thanks hun, but I don't really think you can relate. But being the peaceable soul I am, I just politely declined having my tummy rubbed.
The MT stepped out so I could undress and get comfortable..yeah right. I undressed as quickly as I could, ripping clothes off and throwing them into a pile on the bench, my eyes locked on the door the entire time. I jumped onto the table and quickly covered with the sheet...I'm sure I set some kind of record.

I was so nervous about the sheet slipping or sliding and some random part of my body popping into view that it took me awhile to relax and enjoy the massage. I started on my back and she was working her way from head to toe...as she lifted my arms to massage I suddenly thought......Did all the running about getting undressed and freaking out about being nude make me all sweaty and gross?? God I hope not....I would be sooo embarrassed. I prayed through out the whole first half of the massage that she wouldn't accidentally pull the sheet to far over, that I wasn't sweating a river and that my feet didn't smell. Once we got to the point were I could lay on my tummy I was finally able to relax and enjoy.

Despite the horror of my last visit to the salon *shudder* and my fear of flashing the poor woman I think it was worth braving....and maybe I will be able to go back..as long as I keep seeing the same lady...I may be comfortable enough in a few or 20 eons to enjoy the whole experience.
Krista