CA Girl

Photo By Emmy What day is it? This is usually the first question my son will ask me in the morning. Most days have a theme of sorts. For instance.... Sunday: Church day Monday: Well so far Monday is just that...Monday! Tuesday: This is when he starts asking me if it is a "Lucas" day. He wants to go play with his best bud and cousin Lucas. Wednesday: Wal-Mart day. Unless there is an appointment. Which this Wednesday I had an appointment with the dermatologist. It was so cool because they had an Apple in the exam room and they turned on CARS for Ryan! Oh and Wednesdays is also Young Women's* and every other Wednesday is Activity Days** which is at someone's house. Thursday: I try to squeeze laundry and housework in there somewhere. But usually I am so beat from running all over the place the day before that I sit and think about it instead. Friday: Store day. This is the day I get gas and go to the grocery store. I go with my mom. The checkers know us

I am guessing that most people have at least one funny story to tell when it comes that special day. They probably even have a horror story to tell. Well sit back and enjoy the ride because I am about to bring you horror and comedy all in one lovely post. Our original wedding date was set for Aug 21. That got changed for us when the ship Rich was stationed on was set to be on patrol to Alaska for two and a half months. We chose an alternate date. Shortly thereafter the ship's schedule changed and they would now be leaving at a later date. By leaving at this later date, it of course went past our second choice. Well by now the invitations had been printed. Rich said with firmness that he was not changing his wedding date for the Coast Guard again. Aug 21 rolled around and Rich's uncle--one of our groomsmen--had been playing baseball that day. He was sliding into second and well let's just say it had an ugly end. He broke his leg. Now I can't decide if we could

I hate doing laundry!! I mean actually hate it. No wait, I loathe it. Just to be clear, I HATE LAUNDRY. Sometimes I feel like I am stuck in some "Ground Hog Day" time warp where I keep washing, drying, folding and lugging around the same loads of laundry over and over. And just when I feel like I have made progress another basket has collected another load. And why is it that the dryer eats socks??? But it's not all bad. I do have a functioning washer and dryer. I don't have to drag it to my mom's...or worse a laundromat. I hate homework. Man it sucks. Yeah I said that. It's terrible what these kids have to do. And let's not forget most of us have more than one in school and in some cases a little one disrupting the homework hour. But it's not all bad. The older they get the more likely they are to do it themselves. TV is okay once in a while to distract a little one. And a couple of cookies and milk doesn't hurt either. I hate cl

One of the perks of having school age children is performances. I have been to several. I love them. I love watching the joy on their faces as they give it everything they've got. Today was Emily's 4th grade Thanksgiving production. She was up and rarin' to go. She was "bread dough" so she needed to wear a beige shirt. Happily we had one. I sent her off to school assuring her I would be there watch the much anticipated performance. Hey, she had two dances. I had to be there right!? I double checked the flyer for the date and time. Yes, it was for the 2nd at 1:45. Now this to me was odd. Every Monday is early out for elementary and middle school kids. They get out within 5 minutes of each other. Well lucky for me that the big girls stay after school for tutoring. Nice. I invited my mom to come along. She happily accepted. The flyer advised bringing chairs since it would be at the flag salute area. We headed over to the school --all of 50 seconds

What a busy fun day we had. It started out kind of boring actually. I did some cleaning and did a load of laundry. Ryan kept asking me when we were going to do "Halloween." After dinner when it gets dark. "Are we going to the pumpkin patch?" After lunch. It was a rough morning but I got smart. I had the kids busy themselves by drawing various Halloween pictures. It worked. Finally the glorious hour arrived! We had all our things gathered and headed over to Grandma's. She was coming with us. We went to Peltzer Farms. It was really way out in wine country. I love my GPS!!! What's a farm without a John Deere? Wonder how much it weighs? It was very bright..can you tell? A cool ghost. A train ride with Big Sis. A pony ride. Ryan bowed out of this one. She's never ridden or had a lesson. Looks like she belongs! Onto pumpkin dissection...err...carving Way to go Kristin! Ryan chose to spectate. Eyes by: Emily Nose: Ryan Mouth: Kristin. Carved by