Cinderella Made Work look Easy!

"wonders why I used to think Cinderella looked so cool scrubbing the floor on her hands and knees when I was little. I even tried singing the song. It didn't help or make the chore fun. Dang you Cinderella and your false advertisement!!!"

This was posted on a friend's facebook status. It cracked me up so much because I totally did the same thing as a kid.

OH and that snap your fingers like Mary Poppins did to clean up their room spic and span quickly! Disney warped me to believe that cleaning COULD be fun and quick!

BAH!

So progress on our backyard is coming along! We finished the dog run picket fence, and laid the sod. It's amazing how nice the sod looks. I have the landscape plans for the plantings next. I am excited to get this done. Hopefully the little man will play outside a lot this summer when baby #2 comes along. We sure are working a lot to get it ready for it when the time comes.

I'm thinking about hosting my "tea" party this spring. I had semi-planned one for last year with my friends and their little girls, but with Anthony's surgery, all plans went out the door. Instead of tea I was thinking of using lemonade (for our little girls... plus I think tea is yuk!) Finger sandwiches, scones, muffins, and chocolate! What couldn't be complete without chocolate!

Speaking of chocolate

Thank Heavens Cadbury Eggs are back.

I missed those sugary balls of joy.

Old Hands, Young Hands

Every Tuesday my son goes with my mom to a local retirement community. It started as a something to do for fun, but has turned into something so much more.
Apparently a few of the residents now await each Tuesday afternoon in anticipation to see their little friend.
I am so happy and proud that my son is getting a chance to bring someone joy and love even if he isn't aware of what he is doing.

I hope this is something that will instill important values such as compassion, love, charity, and service. I hope he continues to enjoy these visits, and that he will continue to do them when he gets of an age to understand.

He waves, and "chats" in his own language to anyone who will listen. He plays with their wheelchairs and walkers, and entertains them with his smile, laughter and youthful appeal. He walks the halls like the owns the joint.

My son who is 1 and a half years old has done more compassionate service for his fellow man than I have done while he has been alive.

I know we teach our little children, but in this case he has been the one to teach me.

Another Cute Thing Done by My Son

At our church all positions are done voluntarily. During the Sacrament meetings a vote is taken by the congregation to see if everyone is OK with who will be doing what job. They ask those in favor raise their hands, then they ask if anyone opposes to do the same. This is a common practice.

This previous Sunday I was playing the organ, so I was up front viewing everyone. Hubby and our little man were sitting on my side of the building in plain view.

During this vote, I noticed that Anthony decided to join in. But of course during the "If anyone opposes" part. It was so adorable. Sitting there in his little suit and tie, watching everyone around him raise their hands, he wanted to do the same. Name after name that was called, the only one in the entire congregation who would raise their hand in opposition, was my son. He looked proud to be doing his part.

R.I.P

I miss you. Very much. Too much actually. I think it is a good thing to take a"break" for a while, but I'm like a obsessed teenage love-relationship. I can't get enough of you. I had to eat my dinner in silence tonight. I usually had your company when he is gone, now all I have is the silence and my mind. I could read, now I have the time at night. But I miss the light shining from you, and the laughter you would always have there waiting for me. I miss your mind numbing thoughtless trance you could put me in. I need that. I crave that.

I miss you, when will you be back dear DVR/TV?
3-5 days the service tech told me.
I anxiously await for you.

.......I miss you

Grab one down.... and pass it around

What's that you say?

Colds? Flu? Ear Infections? Cough? Misery?

Well whatever it is, the little man and I share it all.
For three months now he and I have been sick over and over and over and

I AM SICK AND TIRED OF BEING SICK AND TIRED!

Plus I can't take much for it too, which I think makes it worse. Not that I am a druggie or anything, but a shot of NyQuil would REALLY be nice!

Anthony's ear exploded out pus last night, kinda freaking us out. We are heading to the dr to get it checked in a few hours. He had ear tubes placed last year, so hopefully they are still intact and that it was those working, and not a ruptured ear drum.

I too have an ear infection, I was precribed antibiotics but nothing seems to be helping. Espcially not the pez (regular strength tylenol) that I am eating.

I kinda wish that my ear would explode just to relieve the dang pressure. I know that's bad.

Yo soy el jefe!

We are working in the backyard. We have a few large projects going on in our house at this time.

Wish us luck! Hubby is home for a couple weeks and we are trying to tackle some projects that have been discussed for a while now.

Since I'm in a jolly mood, and my husband is Mexican. I love to throw out some Spanish phrases just to make him feel like he is really working, and not on a work break.


Eres un gran hombre fuerte, como un trabajo!

Eres un cerdo lento! Usted necesidad de trabajar más rápidamente!


Si usted trabaja duro y son buenas para mí, quizás voy a cocinar una buena comida caliente.


hmmmmmmm probably not translated correctly, and probably never would I really say anything like that to him anyway. But it could lead to an interesting afternoon.....or a fight.

But speaking of hot meals, I apparently need to make Corned Beef and Cabbage since I have denied him his favorite meal. Whatever. I just think it stinks up the house.

Hwy 49 Muscle Car Run

My husband being the muscle car enthusiast that he is, invited me along on a car run yesterday up Highway 49. This beautiful drive takes you through sharp curves and turns. This old Gold Country is full of vast beautiful scenes of the California Sierra Foothills.

I brought along the camera to shoot some of the car views. What a spectacular sight and sound of the rumbling exhausts of modern muscle cars, the screeching of tires, shrills of excited drivers and smell of the occasional burnout.





And of course photo ops of my little guy enjoying Coulterville, CA

Social Butterfly

Today at lunch Anthony and I went to Togo's sandwich shop.
Surprisingly everything went extremely well, since he has discovered the new art of standing up in his high chair. He ate his chips happily and people watched through the large windows facing the sidewalk.
After we were finished with lunch I wanted a refill on my lemonade, but we had to go clear across the restaurant. Normally this isn't a huge deal, but with a excited 19 month old who just wants to go outside, we were going the "wrong" way. Thankfully he calmed down and entertained himself and others while I waited in the soda fountain machine line. I turn to see him running up to different tables and smiling and waving to strangers.

I tried to coax him to leave the people alone but of course when the strangers would smile, wave and talk back, he got all the reinforcement and encouragement to keep going. I finally got my cup refilled, and was trying to coax my little man out the door. He ran down the aisle yelling and waving to all the other customers as a finale grand exit.

I smiled as I heard the trail of laughter and happy voices of customers behind me until the closing door finally shut off the sounds.

Miss Sophie's Debut

This is my new little cousin. Isn't she just adorable?

Bubbles!

Anthony loves bubbles, so I purchased an inexpensive bubble machine.

Hopefully I captured the fun we had this afternoon.

Picture = Thousand Words

yum!

HE11

I had to laugh today as I was walking around the radiology lab today for my second repeat ultrasound. There printed out on sticky labels on all of the light switches was the code

he11

Yes, I agreed. I was in Hell. Even though it really didn't say it, I thought it was appropriate.

So still I have nothing definitive to report to all of you. All I do know for a fact is that, the ultrasound tech will not say the sex is or isn't. She only will give her best guess. OK...... so I rephrased the question.

"Do you feel confident in your guess that it is a boy?"

Her reply..."No....there is a percentage that it is a boy"

I think expletives came out of my mouth at that point.

Once again I got the statistical concept of 50%...

But then I also got this little nugget of advice from her "Have your DR look at it with a scan in the office, and if he says its a boy, and I say it might be a boy, then it is a boy"

I ALSO got this out of her... she didn't want to give the wrong answer and then have me come back and complain. Complain? Sue? What the heckers?

Al I wanted was some confidence in your work. Especially since they are looking for some other deformations that I can hereditary pass onto this child. Give me some reassurance that you are good at your job! That was all I asked. I understood I couldn't get the results from the medical parts of the scan, legally a doctor has to be the one to tell me. OK I understand that, but COME ON give me one piece of something to give me sanity during this nerve wracking time. Is it a boy or NOT?

I can handle the excuse of the baby was in the wrong position, and they couldn't get a look. Then I wouldn't feel quite as bad. But just because you think I will come back and sue or yell or whatever it is? I didn't think that was good enough to pacify me.

Now I'm more agitated then before. Really this agitation stems from the wait to see the results to see if this baby is healthy.

A boy is a blessing during this economical time because I have everything from my first son. I would only need a double stroller.

A girl well would be fun too, since I had a super blast playing with bows and dresses with my new baby cousin. I would however need to purchase girl clothes... and bows... and shoes... and tights..... and well you get the picture.