February 27, 2009

My Blog to the Unappreciated Mother

So many mothers are not told just what an amazing and wonderful job that they are doing, including me. It is a selfless job that gets nothing in return. We do not get raises nor bonuses. We do not get vacations or fill ins or even better just a clone. Yet we get up everyday, dust ourselves off and go back to work raising our children and running our households. It is THE hardest job in the world no matter what any one says. So I am taking some time to recognize that mother.

Thank you Mother for making sure that I have clean clothes to wear everyday. Thank you for working so hard at washing and drying. I understand that you were just to tried from chasing me or running errands to get it all folded and put away. I still appreciate what you were able to get done.

Thank you Mother for making sure that I have food to eat everyday. It does not matter if it is out of a box or if you slaved over it for hours. I am just thankful that you provided me with a full belly and that you made it with love regardless of what it was.

Thank you Mother for making sure that we get to our extra activities on time. I know that you have to sacrifice time for yourself in order for us to get to do what it is that we want to do. I understand that some days you are so tired or do not feel good but you still get up and take me so that I will be happy. Thank you for sacrificing yourself for me.

Thank you Mother for loving me unconditionally. There is not another person in this world that will love me the way that you love me. No one gives me the hugs and kisses that you give me. No one is more understanding when I was not able to run as fast as the other kids. You are always there to encourage me and build me up and let me know that one day with practice I can be as fast as I want to be.

Thank you Mother for disciplining me. I know you do you best. We do not come with instructions. I understand that you don't know what will and wont work. I understand that by correcting me when I am doing wrong will make me a better person when I grow up. It will help me to be a leader and not a follower. It will help me to have manors and respect my elders. It will help me to be more giving of myself to those in need.

Most important of all, Thank you Mother for being my mother. I would not trade you for any other mother in the world no matter how many times I tell you that I hate you. I am sorry that I take you for granted and do not show you the appreciation that you so greatly deserve. You are chosen by God to carry and create his greatest creation. What greater honor than that?

I love you Mother, and Thank you for all that you do!

February 26, 2009

Thankful Thursday

It has been said that by listing what we are thankful for can increase our happiness by 25%. I need my happiness increased by 25% so why not blog about it.

1. I am so thankful for my husband. I never give him the credit that he deserves. Then he goes out of town all hell breaks loose and then I realize just how much of a team we are. Usually after he gets home from work he takes the kids. They play games, read books or even go outside for a bit. This gives me my down time to read blogs or catch up on my DVR shows or just take a nap. He was gone last night so I had them. I feel exhausted today with out that down time. Not only that but I miss my kisses on the forehead and my sweet have a good days that I get in the mornings before he goes to work. Things feel off when he is out of town. I am truly thankful for him.

2. I am thankful for my job. I love what I do. I get to use my artistic talents and create layouts for people. Nothing is more gratifying when they love what you have done and get so excited about it. THE best part of my job is that I get to have my boys with me. I love watching them play while I am typing away on the computer or talking with customers on the phone. Plus I make my own hours so I never miss out on anything or get to overwhelmed. It is a blessing.

3. I am so thankful for this beautiful weather that we are having. I hate the cold. The kids have been able to play outside which has been great for my house cause it stays a little cleaner when they are outside. Plus the birds are chirping, sun is shining, trees are budding. Oh what a glorious day!

4. I am thankful for my friends. They can always tell when you are down and are so great at picking you back up. They send cards or call and let me vent. The best things about friends are that even if you are right or wrong they will always be on your side. I love my girls for that.

What are you thankful for? Link on over to Widney Woman or Fairy Blog Mother for more thankful Thursday editions.

February 25, 2009

My Many Jobs

Filling out the many many surveys that I get on Facebook gets you thinking about some things. Widney Woman said that every time that I fill one out she learns about a new job that I have had. So I thought I would just catch her up and list them all. At least the ones that I can remember.

1. My first job was of course working for my dad. We use to own our screen printing business. When you have four kids use them right? We were cheap labor. I remember one time we got the printing job for the movie that hey made about David Coresh and Waco Texas. Do you remember that? We took our sleeping bags there and would work in shifts printing t-shirts, hats and jackets.

2. My first real job was when I was brand new 16. I was so glad to be able to get a real job and not have to work for my dad anymore. I got a job working at Mazzio's. I loved this job. I only worked two days a week so not to interfere with school. I ate a lot of pizza. My car smelled like pizza, my room smelled like pizza, everything smelled like pizza. I also got a stalker from this from job that took me years to get rid of. Actually Tim had to do it. If you want to hear that story, comment me.

3. My next job was working for Homeland grocery store. I was a cashier. I liked this job too. I love meeting new people and staying really busy. At this job I got to do both. I actually had this one guy that would always wait in my line no matter how long it was so that he could tell me a blonde joke when he got up there. I also had a spanish guy that would always wait for my line and he would only speak spanish to me and laugh at me while I tried to figure out what he was saying. My mom told them that I quit one night when she did not want me to work and study for my finals.

4. I worked for the father-in-law. This was the best job. I did cleaning, data entry for the mother in law, ran errands and played. Mainly played. Me and all the guys had running jokes. Me and Stew would always pick on each other. Me and Charlie would always have rubber band fights. This was the job that helped me get my first car! My father in law was so easy to work for. Best boss ever. Do I get bonus points for saying that?

5. My senior year I worked for Old Navy. It was brand new to Eastland Mall right by my house. I Love Old Navy clothing. It is still just about the only thing that I wear. The job itself SUCKED! I hated this job so bad. All I did was fold clothing and unload trucks. When I had to unload trucks I would have to work until 1 or 2 in the morning on a school night. It was where I was working when me and Tim started dating. It did not last long.

6. Toward the end of my senior year I started working for a dairyette called Lil'Abners. Great Job! I also got my sister in law Sarah her first job here. We had so much fun and ate so much ice cream with the hard chocolate topping. We got free food so we ate a lot. Tim would always come in here too so that I could feed him and then he was my ride home. I met so many great people while working here. I miss them and wonder about them all the time. They have closed it now and it was the food that I craved when I was pregnant.

7.I went back to work for my dad after I graduated. It was short lived and we had a big blow out.

8.I worked for a family friend Cindi right before I got married. She had a courier business. I was so confused because I was never be trained on what I was suppose to be doing. Come to find out her son was telling her that I did not want to be there. She fired me two weeks before my wedding. Stank big time.

9. Worked as a medical assistant for a Internal Med Doctor. I miss this job. I love working as a nurse. It is such a fulfilling job. I had to quit (got pushed out) when I got pregnant with my daughter. I do not do pregnancy very well. I get very sick.

10. I got the best job in the world. The job of being a stay at home mom. I was home with Reni for about 2 years.

11. I worked as a phlebotomist for St.John Hospital. I really loved this job and would probably still be doing it if it was not all the drama in hospitals. Yeah it is alot like the shows on TV. Everyone sleeping with everyone. Everyone mad at everyone. Then the territorial disputes between the floors. Etc. I hope to return to it someday. I miss the patients and taking care of the people.

12.I worked as a CNA for St John when I got pregnant with Triston. Had to quit. I was so sick and I was working 12 hour nights. I really tried to keep this job because I loved it so much. My doctor told put me on restrictions so I could not keep it. I was not allowed to pick up the patients and could not be on feet for that long, etc. I hated giving it up and still do to this day.

13. After a few more years of staying at home with babies and then Eli came along I went back to work for my dad and that is where I am now. This job is so perfect for me. I can take my boys with me. I make my own hours. If I need time off, no problem. And the pay is just awesome! Plus I get to play with pretty flowers all day.

Okay that is it. WOW! 13 jobs. I don't think I even knew all that. Doing this has brought back so many memories. I recommend trying it. How many jobs have you had?

February 24, 2009

By Popular Demand

Widney Woman say on facebook (yeah I'm a junky too) a survey that I had filled out about me and Tim. She said blog it so here is my love story.

Our story all starts with Tim's sister Sarah. I first moved to Catoosa when I was in the 9Th grade. Me and Sarah had journalism together and became friends right away. It really was not until our 10 grade year that we just became inseparable. If I was not at her house,she was at my house. When I first met Sarah, Tim was not around much. He was in the Marines and was gone at his school and boot camp for a while. I do remember the first time that I saw him. Me and Sarah were at a school dance and he came to give us a drive home. He was the most beautiful thing that I had ever seen. I instantly had the worlds biggest crush on him.
During our 10Th and 11Th grade year Tim would do all kinds of stuff with us. He was almost always our ride to were ever we wanted to go. He would tag along on our school outings with drama club, he was our chaperon on our girls only camping trips in the back of their land, he would take us to concerts and movies as a group, etc. I would always do what ever I had to to be the one standing next to him or sitting by him, whatever. Everyone knew what a huge crush I had on him. They gave me such a hard time about it. To Tim I was just a little kid. There was 4 years difference between the two of us.
I remember when I got my first car and i took it over to show it off to the Widney's. Daryl had helped me get it by doing work for him. I asked Tim if he wanted to drive it. He got in it and started driving it like it was a go cart. Well it kind of was. It was Geo Tracker. Next thing I know he starts off roading it and we are all bouncing and flying all over the place. Every time Sarah would ask me if I wanted to stay over I would always ask if Tim was going to be there. I loved being with her most but Tim was just the bonus. He was dating a girl then (I wont mention her name...Marcy) that treated him like crap. He was not around much. Me and Sarah would always stay up late watching movies and Space Ghost =) and fall asleep in the floor. He would end up stepping on us on his way in at night. He was like a big brother.
Then the happy day happened. It was around the time of my 18th birthday party. I had started talking to a guy that he graduated with. For some reason this changed things for Tim. He told me later that me dating someone his age made him jealous and changed the way he looked at me. I was no longer like a little sister. He got into competition for my attention with the other guy. I noticed that something was different but you have to understand. Me and Tim being together was so out there to me. It would be like me and Brad Pitt dating. Why would someone like him be into someone like me?
It took a day or two for me to get it...he was flirting with me. I got up the nerve to ask him about it. He told me yes but that nothing could ever happen between us because our families were so close. He said that we could be friends. I was heart broken but I was not about to give up. I knew we were suppose to be together. Love at First Sight. Corny I know,but it was true.
Well then Halloween came around and my moms company was doing a haunted house for the United Way. They were needing some big guys to be demons and such. She asked Tim and the other guy that I had been talking to. Me and Tim flirted so hard all night, all weekend. On the last day, which was Halloween, he brought one of his friends Greg to volunteer too. I was so mad because I did not think he would pay me so much attention with him there. He did though. After the Haunted House was over we headed to downtown to try and go to another haunted house. It was closed so we just headed out to hang out. We ended up out by the river. Greg wanted us to play truth and dare. I would always pick truth because I just knew they were going to make me go out in the dark by myself and I do not like the dark at all. Especially when there are woods with things that can eat you in them. Finally after they had asked me to many questions I did not want to answer I picked dare. Greg dared me to kiss Tim. I was sooooo embarrassed. I was thinking it would be a really fast peck and then that would be it. NO IT WAS NOT. That was the best kiss of my life. I felt it in my toes. I knew then that I was going to marry him. Crazy I know, but I knew he was my match. He then drove me home that night and we talked until the sun started to come up. I remember the sunset. It was a beautiful deep purple with streaks of bright red orange. I will never forget it. We were inseparable from that night on.
Our first real date was when he came and picked me up from my job at Old Navy. We did not talk a whole lot. It was kind of weird and very surreal for me. I felt like I was dreaming. We did everything together. We would go running just about every night. I loved to run back then and really miss it now that I am a fatty Mcfatterson.
We dated for about a year. We then started to talk about marriage and decided that we wanted to. There was not really a proposal. It was an agreement that we came to together. I am okay with that. When he got me the ring, he came upstairs with a silly little grin on his face. I asked him what he was up to. He then put my boots on the bed and told me to pick a shoe. I remember thinking "What the hell?" I picked a shoe and it was the right one. Inside was a black box with the wedding set in it. He did good. It was gorgeous. Unfortunately, I can no longer wear it because yeah McFatterson.
Well, this year we will be married for 10 years!!! He is still my shooting star. I can't believe that I was ever able to catch him. It still feels like yesterday when we went on that first date. Now we just have three screaming kids in the back seat. When did that happen? I don't know but it sure was fun getting here.
Anything else you want to know about me? Don't be shy, just ask.
(ps: he is going to kill me over that picture but its his own fault for always goofing off when I try to take a picture. Widney Woman knows what I mean.)

February 22, 2009

Check It Out

I did it. I started a blog that will be all about my landscape business and everything that has to do with trees, plants and flowers. Maybe even some little extras like rocks and patios, etc. Feel free to follow along if you are interested. I would love to have you. Landscaping is one of my passions and I cant wait to share it with the blogging world. More than anything I love to discussing it so please ask questions or if you have problem you would like some help with...just comment. I would love to help.

Then New Blog Name

Trees, Leaves and the Bees Knees
(corny I know, but I though it was cute. =) )

February 19, 2009

Let Me Catch My Breathe

Here is a short, sweet, need to go to bed but want to check in with everyone blog. Trees are starting to bud, easter lillies are blooming, grass is turning green so that could only mean one thing. It is time for me to go back to work. I have enjoyed the last couple of months of being home with the boys and just being a stay at home mom. I am excited to be getting back to work though. I love love love what I do. I get so excited to make up a landscape plan on paper and then see it come to life in their front or back yards. It is almost like having baby but without all the pain and yucky stuff. Well if you dont count the horse manuer as yucky stuff. = )

Stay tuned...I am thinking of starting a seperate blog for the landscaping side of stuff so you can share in my love of plants, design and everything mother nature.

February 13, 2009

Finished For Friday-Valentines

Yeah I get to play! Serenity was needing valentines for her class party. Completely forgot until she reminded me late late night. So I just got out my paper, scissors and tape. Voila! That was all it took and about a half hour later this is what she got. Not my best work but for a kindergarten class it was perfect. Serenity thought they were great just because they were pink. That was all I needed.

Happy Valentines Day!

Now link over to Lit and Laundry, the queen of Finished For Fridays for more great stories.

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I just wanted to give a big shout to my favorite blogger Widney Woman. She has just recently started to crochet and is already like a pro at it. Marine Man, my husband, has been wanting a crocheted hat and I have tried and tried and can not do it. So I put a call out to Widney Woman and she did it for me. She did a fabulous job too! Marine Man loves it! Wears it everywhere.


February 12, 2009

Thankful Thursday

I have read that by listing what you are thankful for can raise your happiness by 25%. I need to do this today more than anyother day due to the couple of weeks that I have had.

I am thankful for the pain medicine that the hospital gave me the other night for my abdominal pain. I really like the medicine. It makes me feel so much better.

I am thankful for my 5 year who is the best big sister ever. She watches her little brothers so well when mommy is not feeling well. She gets them milk when they ask. She changes Eli's diapers as long as they are only wet and not dirty. She is always fetching stuff for me. Yesterday she helped me so much with getting the house cleaned up for the birthday party. I am so glad and thankful for her.

I am thankful for all my friends and family that came over yesterday to help us celebrate Tristons birthday. It was a short and sweet birthday but loved all the fellowship with them. Thank you all for the gifts and just being with us on such a special day.

Now click over to The Fairy Blog Mother and Widney Woman for some more Thankful Thursdays. Then join in. It really is worth reminding ourselves what we are thankful for.

February 11, 2009

My Little Birthday Boy

Dear Mr. Triston,

Today you are turning 3. I have been thinking about were I was at this time in 2006. On February 10 at 9 am I lost my plug. The contractions started right after that. Very slow and mild. I was about to burst on the inside. I was so excited that you would be here soon. Your grandma Donna was getting ready to go to work. I was with her because my doctor has taken all my privileges away from me. I was not allowed to drive or go anywhere by myself because they had thought it would be soon. You were not due until Valentines Day. My favorite holiday! Of course you were early. I called my Doula and she said the usual. Go take a shower and eat something. She would tell me to do this to make sure that they were real contractions. You did not come fast. It was 27 hours later. Everyone came over to Grandma Donna's and we sat around and talked and laughed while mommy had very light contractions. Kelly (the doula) kept telling me that when it was going to kick in it was going to be fast. Sure enough about 9 on February 11, 2006, it hit. The contractions became about 3 minutes apart. We all jumped in the car and headed to the hospital. Everyone else followed behind us because they were not even sure we would make it to hospital.

Once we got there we were immediately took back to a delivery room. Your doctor was a real quack. That is another story. It was just me, daddy and Kelly in the delivery room. That was all they would let us have. Both Grandma's and aunt Sarah waited out in the waiting room. It was just a few pushes later and you were here. You were so beautiful. Long and skinny with dark black hair. Of course you looked like daddy and not mommy. They put me in a wheel chair, put you in my lap and wheeled us out to the waiting room. You was born at 11:55 pm. You were also born on Grandpa John and Grandma Roses anniversary...barely.

Now I look at you and you are such a big boy. You tell me great stories and sing me songs. You are still a momma's boy. You are such a dare devil like your daddy. You do it first and then think about it after. If you don't get it the first time you just keep trying until you get it. You have a contagious smile and get the hiccups when you laugh to hard. You are into dinosaurs and Diego. Your favorite color is blue and pink. How could it not be when it is Reni's favorite color and you do everything she does. You are her little shadow. You love monster trucks, only that is not what it sounds like when you say it. Sounds like a really bad word. I love your hugs that I get out of no where and the I love you mommys that come with a kiss on the check. I can't believe how the time has flown by. You will always be mommy's special little boy.

Happy Birthday Mr. Triston, Happy Birthday to You.

(That is Grandma Rose holding you in the top picture. I am sure she is sending you birthday kisses from heaven. Those are the best kind.)

February 9, 2009

When will it End

Have you ever had one of those days, weeks, months that just don't seem like they will ever end? Where it just seems like if it is not one thing then it is the other? Yeah, going through that right now. Really what I want to do is run out in an open field wayyy out in the country and just scream. If one more person gets in the 20 item or less line with 50 items, if one more person turns out in front of me while I am driving down the road, if one more person goes off on Me because they are mad at someone else..... Stand Back because I just might Blow!!
Or I can pull up my big girl panties and remember that these things don't last. Life does go on. What goes up, must come down in other words. God promises seasons in our life. It is to test our faith. Right now, I need a faith refill before I kill someone. Know what I mean?

My Biggest Fans

First let me start with I can not sing. Never have claimed to. I torture Tim with it all the time. Poor guy is such a trooper. He just lets me have my fun and never even flinches. Sometimes I try to be even worse than I am to just see if he will say something. Nothing. He's no fun. However, my kiddos love my made up songs.

Reni gets the morning song:
Good Morning, Good Morning, Good Morning
It's time to rise and shine
Good Morning, Good Morning, Good Morning
I hope your feeling fine
It's time to get up, get out of bed
It's time to get up you sleepy head
So all your dreams can come true
Tootaloo Tootaloo

She does not like it as much as much as I like to sing it!

When Triston hit two and the tantrums I found myself singing everything to him to make it fun.
Like instead of just asking for milk he would stream and cry MILKKKKK like I was depriving him of it or something. So I got to were I would sing and dance :

I like milk. It's yummy in my tummy. I like milk. It makes me big and strong. Repeat for as long as it take you to make the cup of milk.

I use it for everything. Food, drinks, milk, shoes, etc. He usually just comes along behind singing along with me and bopping along to the beat. I love it.

Now today Eli has joined us. We were in the kitchen making our every morning cup of milk, singin our song. Eli stood there watching with a huge grin on his face like he just got it. Then he started to bop up and down to the beat with us. I just got so tickled. This is the first time I really seen him try to dance. It was just so cute. Of course when I tried to get him to do it again, he did not. Darn, maybe next time.

Who needs American Idle when I have the best audience right here.

February 6, 2009

Don't like it, just wait

One thing you can count on in good ol' Oklahoma is that the weather is going to change. Last week we had about 5 inches of ice, snow and sleet that shut everything down for about 3 -5 days. Some areas were even declared a state of emergency. This week, sunshine and 60 to 70 degree weather. When it gets warm outside, I get the itch. I am a landscaper you know so it really makes me what to do some planting. You should never plant in Oklahoma till after April 15. Never fails that we have one for freeze before then. People fall for it though. It gets warm and they get outside and spend lots of money on plants and then BAM!! We get another freeze and all is lost.

So as they say here in OK. If you don't like the weather, just wait.

February 4, 2009


Something amazing and wonderful happened this morning. I can not express how proud of myself as a mother. I have gotten some of my self esteem back. I was beginning to take it so personal. Okay enough I will let you in. My beautiful little soon to be three year old went to the potty all by himself! Here is the amazing part. At 6 this morning I felt him get out of bed, walk into the bathroom, turn on the light, I asked "What are you doing?", He responded I need to go to the bafroom. WHAT!? Sure enough the climbed up on the potty, went pee pee, turned off the light, and then got back in bed. WHAT!? I was so excited I wanted to love all over him and let him know how proud I was of him. I was met with screams and Leave me alone I'm tired. So I did it this morning when we got up.

Status now:
"Do you want to wear big boy underwear?"
"Triston, lets go the potty."
"NOOOOOOOOOOOO!" (While falling on the floor crying)
"You can have a piece of candy if you go to the potty."

That okay. I now know that he knows. He just doesn't want to do it on my terms. He will do it on his. I think this is God's way of teaching me patience and that I can not control everything. That is hard for me. We are taking baby steps. I just keep telling myself that he will not be in diapers when he is 20. I just hope he isn't when he is 5 so he can go to school. I guess will see. But what a first step. I am so proud of him.

February 3, 2009


So Triston has THE best grandma and grandpa ever. They got him tickets to see Walking with Dinosaurs for his early birthday present. They were going to go with us but called last minute to a business meeting in NY so Aunt Sarah and her niece Katie came along with us. We started with dinner at Spaghetti Warehouse. We ate in the trolley (he loves trains as well) that they have in the middle of the restaurant. They sang happy birthday to him. I thought it would freak him out but he loved it. After cake and ice cream we headed to the BOK. I won't mention that Sarah got lost in the wrong parking garage and Tim had go and find her causing us to be a few minutes late. =) In her defense she felt so bad.

So we get to our seats and they are fabulous. We were only 5 rows from the floor. It was like we were right there. They were absolutely amazing! The kids.... totally freaked out! I was most worried about Triston. We spent weeks preparing.

Mommy ask "What do dinosaurs eat?"
Triston "Dinosaurs eat rass. Not mommy.Not daddy. Not Eli. Not Serenity. Not the house."
Mommy "Yes, that's right. Dinosaurs eat grass. Not bubbys."

Well when the show starts, Triston is fine. Eli on the other hand is grabbing and clawing trying to get the heck out of there. He is trying to climb over the back of us just screaming. I had to use Katie's jacket like a blankey so that he would calm down. We were okay after that. I had to show Serenity were they were robots and that they were not real in order to get her to come out from behind my back and stop crying. Needless to say, after all the commotion they loved it! Triston asked if they could go home with him. Serenity wanted to go back the next day. I wanted to go back the next day! It was so incredible.

Thank you Grandma and Grandpa for getting tickets to the most awesome dinosaur show in the world!!!

February 2, 2009

Knowing Me, Knowing You #2

Here is the second installment of knowing me, knowing you started by The Fairy Blog Mother. I really enjoy playing along and learning more about some of my favorite bloggers. Click on over and play along. I promise you will enjoy it.

#1 What crafts/hobbies are you into?

My number is scrapbooking. I have not done the digital kind. I like to sit in the middle of the floor and have everything strung out around me in a circle. When I stand up it is the only clean spot in the whole room usually. I love playing with all the different color paper, buttons, ribbon, markers, etc. I love to get my hands dirty.
I create my own greeting cards too. I think that it makes it even more special to give someone a card that you put your sweat and tears into. Plus when you make it yourself you can make it fit that persons personality. My friends have framed them. That makes me feel so special.
I like to crochet. I make blankets for all my friends and family. I try new patterns but I always go back to the one that my grandma taught me. It just makes me feel like I am sitting in her floor again as a little girl. If I am making it for a special person that it allows me to saw several little prayers for them with every stitch. I usually only do this during the winter because it keeps me warm while I make them.
There are a lot of other things but that is good for now. I always take on more that I can accomplish. =)

#2 What is your laundry Status?

Your kidding right? I only have a path to my bed in my bedroom. I am really good at getting it washed and upstairs. But after that, I just give up. I hate to put laundry away. I think just because there is so much of it with 5 of us. Oh and more than anything I HATE with a passion with every bone in my body HATE to mate socks. I do not do it. Tim finally gets fed up and will do it. If you need a pair of socks, look in the sock basket.

#3 You walk into a bank and there are people waiting ahead of you for an open teller. You step into place behind the last person waiting...here's the question...are you waiting in line or are you waiting on line?

I am waiting in line. I have probably struck up a converstation with the person in front of me. Maybe even the person behind me because I never meet a stranger. Makes the time go by faster. I have never heard the expression waiting on line that did not refer to the computer.

#4 Do you facebook?

I love facebook. It is a great way to get connected and stay connected daily with all you bestest friends. I really like reading what every one is up to and staying up to date with their families. I really wish more people would blog but instead we just facebook. I do have to say, it is very addicting.

#5 Where would you like to have a shopping spree and what would you buy?

Oh this is a good one. Sometimes I have dreams about it. I think my number one would be Hobby Lobby. I would buys tons of scrapbook stuff. I would buy catridges for my cricket cutter. Paper, tools, paper, scissors, paper, organizers, oh yeah and Paper. I could also buy yarn for my blankets. I could buy crafts for the kids. I would buy decor for my home, which I am still decorating a year and half later. It is the go all for everything I would want most.
My second would be Old Navy. Everything I wear is from there. They have great pricing for great clothes that fit my curves. And let me tell you I have curves. My butt belonged to black girl in a previous life. Just kidding! Plus they have great sales or 2 for 1 pricing. Love them. Here is a fun fact. I worked for them too in high school.

Okay, there is me. Link over to the The Fairy Blog Mother and Play along.