Updating for once

Wow it has been a busy several months. I don't know where all our free time went, except right out the window! Hard to believe a year ago I was miserably pregnant waiting for Kadence to arrive. Now she is almost walking and such a little character, her and Abby are great compliments to one another and I hope they are best friends (eventually, when they are done with the fighting ha ha).



Whit is painstakingly inching toward the end of January, hoping he will sneak by this year with no injuries, so far so good, as long as I didn't just jinx him.
So far 2009 has been very good to us, we are enjoying each other more than ever. Realizing we have made it past our 6 year mark is heartening but inspires some disbelief that it was really more than 9 years ago that we met and this whole journey began. It has been quite the ride. I wouldn't trade any of it for anything because the place we are now is amazing. :)
I am looking forward to getting a job sometime in the next several months, and rejoining the adult population. We are hoping I can find something at night so we don't have to put the girls in any kind of daycare. I haven't started looking yet but I'm optimistic I'll find something.
Thank you Amanda, for inspiring me to get my butt on here and do an update :) hopefully now I'll keep with it!

They ought to be ashamed of themselves

Walmart worker killed
I have no words...

Vending machine? Not so much...

Last week we were on our way to Gillette to drop Whit off so he could go hunting with his brother. Abby, ever reluctant to drive anywhere for no fun reason, naturally did not want to go... So I naturally did the one thing every parent swears they won't do to their kids, but every parent eventually does - I bribed her.
Yep, 2 quarters was her price to (quickly) get her coat, socks, shoes on so we could go. We put the 2 quarters in the 'secret pocket' of her coat, to keep them safe. She of course drops one within 5 minutes of getting on the highway. Maybe a secret pocket with a lock would be better.
Around 20 minutes later we suddenly hear this awful retching. Whit says 'oh crap she just threw up' I look back and there is nothing, but she starts... yelping. It isn't a scream, not a yell, just, yelping. And crying so hard she can't explain what the problem is. And then... it occurs to me... the other quarter.
Yep she swallowed it. Ouch. All I could think was that it must hurt really bad, but all I could do was laugh and laugh. Poor thing. She was in pain and crying and her mommy, the one person who is supposed to be a source of comfort is laughing.
Anyway, she was fine and could breathe and all, so I told her to keep drinking her lemonade so it would help it go down (maybe not the best advice, what are you supposed to do when your kid swallows a quarter?) and gave her the obligatory lecture 'this is why I tell you not to put money in your mouth yada yada.' All of the sudden she just... blew. Throwing up, hard. But, always a brave little girl, she reached her hand out and caught it-- all of it, and there in all the disgusting vomit is her quarter. Yes, she saved it. She felt fine after that, but she smelled awful. I asked her if she was ever going to put money in her mouth again and I got a small, watery 'no' from her.
She should be thankful for one thing though... That quarter that wasn't any fun going in really wouldn't have been any fun coming out later.

I’m such a girl sometimes it makes me sick

I feel all weepy and over dramatic and wishy washy and sentimental and depressed and .... smushy. Can I invent a new word? Come on ladies, you (at least most of you) know how it feels. The only cure is to do one of the following: Watch stupid movies that make you cry happy and sad tears at the same time. Listen to stupid music that does the same thing. Fantasize about past relationships and imagine how things could be different (note- I am totally happily married and this in no way is an undermining of that, it is just fun sometimes to think about). Get out a journal and hash out everything you feel and think. I'm sure others have different methods.
Why oh why am I feeling this way? I blame this blog. It fully immersed me back into the feelings from way way way past relationships and the beginnings of my relationship with Whit and how addicting all those feelings are. The heartache and confusion and hope that make up new love.
How lame am I? Very pathetic, right? .........I hate being a girl sometimes.

Having a lazy day

.... and loving it! There is something so peaceful about having the whole family here, not doing anything but spending time together. I don't know if it counts really, because Whit is sleeping on the couch lol, but it is still nice.
Whit called in sick today, he has self diagnosed work-itis, and I'm afraid it is terminal. We're dealing with it day by day and hoping for a miracle cure.
Funny that he needed a 'real' reason to call in today, which was ostensibly going to Gillette today and grocery shopping. Do I think it will happen today? Eh. Probably not. I don't care though. I missed him so I will take being with him while he sleeps. He was gone all weekend hunting with a couple of friends. He had a great time and I'm so happy! He has needed some kind of male influence for quite some time. He works with women and idiots (the idiots are male) all day long and comes home to a houseful of girls. Pretty frustrating. I had to make sure he enjoyed coming home however, so (TMI ahead) our homecoming night was pretty spectacular
I'm just having a nice happy moment until the day disintegrates into the whiny, crying, messy, tired, and cranky "normal" that I'm used to.