Rock on.

So I was reading the Sunday paper today (yes, I know it's Tuesday) and I saw that they are trying to turn the old mansion in downtown Tacoma that Brian and I got married in, into a rock and roll museum. By default, that makes Brian and I pretty darn cool.

LIFE

Here are some updates in my life:

1. Our fish has nine lives. Sunday, after Calvin got home from his Dad's, I noticed that Mark was floating upside down on the top of his tank. That means he is dead, right?!? We've gone through quite a few fish in our house, and floating upside down on top of tank = DEAD. I didn't want to tell Calvin right when he got home so I decided to leave him and PRAY that he just wouldn't notice the fish carcass. Brian and I devised a plan that we would bring him to the pet store after school and break the sad news to him then. SO. I'm about to leave the house to go get Calvin from school and I go in to Calvin's room to take Mark out of the tank and HE MOVES! He's still floating upside down mind you. BUT HE MOVES! Only half of his fins would swim, but it's a MIRACLE!!!!! He's still recovering, but Mark is on his way with a long future ahead of him (as long as we start feeding him more regularly).

2. I have left the house TWICE this week, TWICE, with my slippers on and didn't notice until AFTER I went into Calvin's school and talked to his teacher and the other time I was shopping in Target. Oue.

3. Calvin started soccer camp this week and he is so precious. I will be posting pictures momentarily and you will see what I mean.

4. OH! I am so cool and made Kam some headbands. She is a little slice of heaven. Here is living proof.

Cute Fall Pictures of the kiddos

i. am. AWESOME.

I had one of the most joyful, memorable experiences of my life yesterday. And it happened in the Target dressing room. I have been working my butt off (literally) the last month or so and I have shrunk 2 sizes!!!! 2 SIZES PEOPLE!!! It's a miracle! I'm such a crier I'm surprised the tears didn't come. Anyways.. thought I'd share my incredible news. IN YOUR FACE!

Proud to be an American

WHEW! The election is OVER! On a very happy note... no more having to listen to political rantings, no more phone calls from the Democratic Party asking me if I've voted yet or not (yes, I'm a democrat, sue me). By the way our house recieved 20, I repeat, 20 phone calls from numerous canidates over the past 2 days. That in itself is unpatriotic. I am quite relieved that all this is over. But I have to say that I have been extremely touched by the voter turnout this election. As I worked out this morning on my elliptical I watched the Today show and they were showing clips of people standing in lines to vote. They also showed clips of people all over nation standing by as the electoral votes came in. As they announced Obama's victory, and I watched people celebrate, I couldn't help but start to cry. The fact that we live in a country where we have the freedom to chose our leaders and that people took that power into their own hands and VOTED is amazing to me. And yes, I was on the elliptical balling my eyes out. Heck I can't stop. Gotta burn those calories.

Oh there you are Peter...

This is why my husband is the best. Enough said.

Headbands, Yogurt Lids, and a Squishy Bath

Let me tell you about the precious knit hats and headbands I encountered at "Hush Baby." I have become obssessed with foliage growing out of my baby's noggin. As you will see below, my infatuation is totally justified.


So, there's good news and bad news. The good news is Kameron is precious and would look heavenly in one of these. Bad news... at this particular place it would cost about $18.50 PLUS TAX to get your hands on one of these. I was shocked (the knit hats were $50!!!!!), so I poked and prodded one as inconspicuously as possible without the store owner flashing me dirty looks. But hey, I figure I can make the same darn thing for a couple of bucks.

After that I ended up pretty grumpy for the rest of the day. I'm not sure if it was because of the headband thing, or if it was because I think I caught the flu from Calvin. My day didn't get any better when Kameron choked this evening. Brian was feeding her crackers in the kitchen while I cooked dinner and she started to choke. I mean she choked. Like she turned blue. And I, in all of my motherly instinct, shoved my finger down her throat to retrieve.... a piece of yogurt lid?!?! I mean I've joked about not vacuuming as often as I should, but REALLY?!?! I felt AWFUL. I decided to make myself and her feel better by taking a bath with her after dinner. This is absolutely one of my favorite things to do. Her sweet skin is so soft and squishy. I love it. My dear husband tells me as soon as I closed the bathroom door Calvin turns to Brian and says, "Whew. Now WE finally get to do what WE want to do." I must be pretty hardcore. ;)

Stay tuned for pictures of Halloween costumes, I sewed Kameron's and it's pretty awesome if I do say so myself....

Mrs. Bojangles

I've been really wanting to take a dance class for the last couple of years. I danced a lot growing up and I've been atempting to lose the last of the baby weight so I wouldn't completely embarass myself if I walked into a dance studio. Well, economic times are tough and I don't see us spending money on dance classes anytime soon. Sad for me. To cheer myself up, I went up into the attic yesterday and brought my bag down that has all my dance shoes in it. I strapped on my tap shoes, plopped Kameron into her jumper, and went to town on our kitchen floor. I was having a BLAST. Here is the reaction I get from my family...

Kameron: shreiking in delight (not sure if she's laughing at me, or with me)

Benson: he is FREAKING OUT, running around the house in circles at 25 miles/hour (out of fear, maybe?)

Brian: blank stare. Not sure what that means.

My Dad when I told him on the phone today what I did: "Ya even got any talent left in those feet?" he asks.

CRUSH MY DREAMS EVERYONE!!! CRUSH THEM!!!!! YOU CAN'T BREAK ME!!!

My how times have changed.

I was talking to someone recently about my goals that I had back in high school. I had made a list at the time of all the things I wanted to accomplish before I die. My list is quite different these days. What a sign of the times....

Teenage List of Life Goals
1. Be a back-up dancer in a Britney Spears video
2. Model in a hair commercial
3. Oh, yeah, go to college
4. Stand on top of the tallest building (creative I know)


Current List of Life Goals
1. Take a shower by 9:00am
2. Lose the last 5 pounds off my butt
3. Birth enough children to make a baseball team
4. Vaccum this month

Pumpkin Patch

We went to a really cute pumpkin patch out in Silverdale yesterday. It had a corn maze and everything. Adore my precious family...

General Conference

We were watching conference this morning as a family in our living room. During one of the talks Calvin asked me if that man was the prophet. I told him, "No, that's an apostle." Calvin, not hearing me right exclaims "(GASP!) That man is a fossil?!?!!!" I couldn't help but laugh. I love that little bugger.

Transformers: More than meets the eye.

I have a very fulfilling life. My days are filled with taking care of my adorable kids, kissing my sexy husband, and cleaning my beautiful home. One of the things I look most forward to each day... transformers. Oh, this is not a game in our house. It is very serious. Calvin spends every last penny of his allowance on Transformers, and in turn, it is what I find myself playing every afternoon. Like I said, this is very serious. It is scripted. Calvin tells me everything I am supposed to say (it makes it very easy). So, take this evening for example. Here I am sitting on the family room floor with Kameron in my lap and "Cross Hairs" in my hand (I could write a whole other blog on the names they give transformers). "Air Raid- I thought you were a decepticon" Calvin tells me to say. I repeat. "No, of course not, I'm an autobot" "Let's transform and roll out..." and here comes the BEST PART. The Transformer transforming sound effects. This is taken me a long time to figure out how to do. "Wha-ch-chi-chu". This whole last year has seriously been filled with "MOM! NO! That's NOT how you do it!" With an eye roll Calvin usually whips the transformer out of my hand and does the sound effects for me. I think it's a chromosome that males already have that gives them this ability, us females on the otherhand, it takes a little bit longer. But I finally got it! So, here I am "Wha-ch-chi-ing" and I have come to realize I have not even a clue how to even begin the 20 steps to transform the guy. Meanwhile- 'Air Raid' is off destroying the city and Kameron is drooling all over 'Cross Hairs.' I fumble around trying to transform him for about 2 minutes before Calvin comes to look at my non-progress. "MOM! YOU AREN'T DOING IT RIGHT!!" He'll thank me someday...

Tiny Dancer

This was too funny not to share. Every time I feed Kameron in her high chair now, she likes to hang on to her feet and stretch her legs high into the air. She's very serious about it. Show off.

WHAT?!?

I was changing Kameron's diaper this morning and I pulled a golf tee out of her pajamas. What... the... heck.

Supermodel.

QUESTION.

Why is it that I automatically turn insane when I'm tired? I've realized this can be a problem. I hadn't realized how incapable my brain is until recently. Let me explain. It might humor you...

It's roughly 11:00 at night and not only has the baby NEVER slept well, but Brian and I have become OBSESSED with "The Office" and have been staying up every night to watch every season on DVD. So, here I am getting ready for bed and I DRAG myself into the bathroom to brush my teeth. I really would much rather be curled up in bed with bad breath but I just bought a new kind of toothpaste that I was excited to try out. And there on the counter sat the shiny box of 'Crest:Pro-Health.' This is my thought process:

Whoo hoo!! I can't wait to open the box... I hope the tube is sparkley and pretty.... (no joke, this is what I was thinking)

(fumbles and opens box)

Awww man.. just plain and blue.....

(Squeezes toothpaste onto brush)

YEEEEEEEESSSSSS The TOOTHPASTE has sparkles in it!!!! THIS IS AWESOME!

(and then I have to chuckle about what just happened)...the toothpaste tasted horrible by the way.


I am seriously out of it when tired. I think I might revert back to a 5 year old as well, which could explain the toothpaste, why I need to get out of bed a million times to go to the bathroom, and why I always need a drink of water on my nightstand. Interesting....


Oh, and P.S. We finished the last episode of season 4 tonight just in time for the new premiere of the office... muah hahahahaha

Yes, It's Official.

I've decided that because I'm behind on the times, that I would get with it and blog. You will have an intimate glimpse into the good, bad, ugly, and just plain stupid.