Finding Krissi

It might be PMS. There is always the possibility that it is in fact PMS. However, there comes a time in every mother’s life that “ENOUGH is ENOUGH!” Yes there is some truth to the fact that this time occurs with some monthly regularity.   However, the fact remains that sometimes my family is in need of a little butt whooping. For example, I do not believe that PMS is the cause of every garbage can in the house spilling garbage onto the floor. Really, when you put trash in the garbage can and it jumps out and on to the floor it is time to take the trash out. Yes, I may holler and yell, and eyes roll as they stare at the calendar, but this does not change the fact that the trash is all over the floor. Surrounding the very full trashcan. This is not rocket science. I fear for the future of children who do not recognize the signs of a full trashcan. If they can’t grasp this basic and obvious fact should I really allow them out of the house? Also, if there is a pile of clean and unfol...

Monday Field Trip/ A. and Brent go and explore the Great Salt Lake. Bug spray packed. Baseball Meeting/ H. playing his first year of machine pitch. He is going to have to hit a ball that is coming at him. Mom also realizes that the days of t-ball are behind her. Digging through the mitts to see which one H. will use and trying not to cry as she realizes that the tiny mitts have to find new homes. Tuesday Surgery/ Brent has surgery on his arm removing a benign tumor. The result is 17 stitches. Owwww! Wednesday Girl’s softball meeting/ still shocked that Al has agreed to play and that she is very excited. Hey, is it possible that there is an athlete hidden inside her. Thursday Track Meet/ S. participates in her first track meet. Places third in the shot put. Distance she threw 23.04 distance that second place threw 23.05. Seriously! Elementary Education Orientation/ Still taking deep breaths and not freaking out about all the requirements. Friday Swim Meet/ A. swims and S. times. Practic...

Where have I been? Life has turned into a flow of constant business. All of the kids are involved in activities. Multiple activities, as we have come to that time of the year where early spring activities are overlapping with late spring activities. Brent and I spend the night running back and forth from one place to the next. It is enough to make a parent dizzy. The truth is, We Love It! The kids are having fun, they are active, and involved in activities they enjoy. If it weren’t for all the run, run, run life would be pretty dang good.   Ok, even with the run, run, run life is pretty dang awesome. Sometimes I can’t help but feel blessed. Last night was my first official night as a student in the elementary education program. It was an orientation where we were informed of everything we have to accomplish in order to get a degree. To say we were all a little overwhelmed would be an under statement. It reminded me of the joke, “How do you eat an elephant. One bite at a time.” Th...

Back to the real world. After a week of spring break we are back to the real world.  Sometimes the real world is a little lame.  On the other hand having the kids home 24, 7.... Well, let's just say the real world aint that  bad. We had a fairly productive spring break. We were able to get a bunch of have to's taken care of. Al, Brent, and I made it into the eye doctor and will soon be sporting some new eyes. Glasses just keep getting cooler. My glasses are red with bling on the side and Al's are a very cool turquoise blue. Brent's glasses are a little boring, but being as this is his very first pair ever, we are breaking him into the eye glass world slowly. Brent and I also painted our room. Pictures coming as soon as I decide if I like the paint color. I broke away from our norm and painted the room gray. It is so different that I haven't decided if it is awesome or not. Definitely need to get some artwork on the wall.  This post is a little lame but mainly I just...

This house has been under quarantine. The germs have multiplied, spread to each family member, and done a happy dance. Can germs do happy dances? In short we have all been sick. It pretty much sucks when everybody is sick. I think the kid's schools are starting to think I'm lying. Meanwhile, I have been making my way through a creative writing class. I have looked forward to this particular class for awhile. Turns out it didn't live up to my own hype. It is kind of painful writing a story for a grade. I have not enjoyed it and have done some of my worse work in this class. It has been a little miserable. Except for our last assignment. I really like what I wrote for my last assignment. I also have enjoyed the text book. One of the tips from the book was to write, write, write, and write. Apparently after about a 100 times writing you will like 1 thing you wrote. Doing the math that means out of the 400 and something post I have written only 4 post were good. Makes you wonde...