Welcome to my little ol' blog. I'll be upfront about it: I don't blog very often any more. If you found your way here because you read my book "Trailer Life," have a gander! But it's easier to keep up with me on Instagram or on my Facebook page. I have this long, drawn out theory on why I'm a terrible blogger, but that is a story for another day. Enjoy the ramblings of my life from the last 8 years or so.

Tuesday, April 19, 2011

I can hear the crickets chirping...

Ah yes, my sad little blog. My apologies to my grandmas! I still love you and yes, I'm still alive. Same to all my friends who happen to still check this thing. I have pictures, though! Lots of pictures of: drywall! And lately we have been tiling. We got the kids' shower tiled in Idaho Quartz, and tonight after I put the kids to bed, I'm going to grout the saltillo tile on the bathroom floor. We decided that between the two of us, if Ryan and I were ONE person, we would be the best tiler EVER. What that means is that we each have our strengths and weaknesses, and by working together we get the job done decently.

We have gone four weeks without hot water.

I gave a talk in church about developing a friendship with Jesus Christ.

Jessie says things like "Bove over and give me my wankie!" Which is totally weird, because she can say M sounds and B sounds, so "Move over and give me my blankie" in her language cracks us up!

I went to Time Out for Women and had a great time. Marcie took me to her favorite jeans store, and lo and behold, I have a pair of jeans that fit! They are long enough! They are dark washed! And THEY FIT. I spent the previous two days before said shopping trip hating my clothes. To the point of almost being depressed. Silly, but true.

I broke a tooth yesterday while eating a turkey sandwich. It was soft and yummy, and it's so weird that my tooth broke! Good thing we have had a dentist appointment set for tomorrow, and extra good thing it doesn't hurt.

Ryan and I  celebrated our 11th wedding anniversary. I went out of town with my friends while he stayed home with the kids. It was his gift to me. I didn't give him anything. (Although, I did come home feeling much refreshed and happy.) I'm paying him back now with my labor of love on the house.

Because now have a full time job, I am falling behind in everything. You name it, I'm behind in it. That's not a complaint, just stating the facts.

That's my new favorite saying, "That's not a complaint, just a statement of facts." Somethings can be construed as complaints, like the phrase "I'm so busy," but it depends on the tone of voice and mental state of the person who utters the phrase. Me falling behind? Doesn't really bother me. My kids are still fed, their clothes are mostly clean, and they are all still here and among the living.

The boys convinced Jessie to climb under the house, where they left her. As they were climbing out, they reminded her of the snakes that live under the house, and then they ran away. When I went to go find her, Ed told me she was stuck under the house. I found her in "the pit" crying about the snakes, and her asking me to get her out. Poor thing. (Bad big brothers!)

Right now it's Easter Vacation, and we are loving it. No getting up early (we get up at 7! It's like sleeping in!) and we can go and do as we please when we please to do it.

We would like to thank our moms especially for the use of the tubs and showers. Because of you, we don't stink (much).

I ordered a bath tub and some bathroom sinks today.

It took six tries, but we finally got the right shade of "lightest tan" for our walls.

From my Facebook: Jessie in the back seat of the car, staring at Ryan: "Dad is smart."
Me: "Why do you say that?"
Jessie: "Cuz he have a big brain. His head is huge!"

Ed peed in Jessie's shoe "for fun."

Ed's behavior is improving. Going out in public is becoming more manageable. Let's celebrate!

It snowed on April 8.

I can't remember anything else right now. I can't let a whole month go by without writing something, especially when I see how much the kids enjoy reading the blog books and looking at pictures of themselves when they were "little." Makes it all worth it!


  1. So, what is this wonderful jeans store?

  2. Name that store?! Happy Anniversary! Thank you for updating my reading material. ;)

  3. The wonderful jeans store is Buckle. They have a BKE line of jeans in all shapes and sizes and lengths. Cost a small fortune (but less than $100) for a pair, but it is so worth it. I have one pair. Friend Marcie has two, and figures that's all she needs for a long time. The stlye that fit me best were called Wendi's. Marcie fits a different style. Amazing what a well fit jean can do for your self esteem.

  4. Thank you! It's been a long time since I've been to the Buckle but maybe I should try it out. I don't have a single pair of jeans that fit me right.