1: Poision ivy just plain sucks. it, hurts, itches and causes the area in which it is on to swell.
2: once the oil is washed off the skin, the liquid on the rash can not infect the rest of your body.
3: nothing seems to help for long
4: see number 2 but scratching does not spread poison ivy but does damage the skin.
5: You can get it from a dead plant.
6: see number 1.
Thursday, March 31, 2011
Monday, March 28, 2011
I'M LATE!
Ha! People what is wrong with you? Reading my blog just to find out if there is a New Baby Lew on the way? Well as amazing as I think it was for my grandmother to raise 13 children, I think I will let her remain the queen and take a back seat. It would totally be me to end up having twins or triplets or something (all boys) a couple of times and end up with more then her. I still have time....I could try....but I don't wanna! So, that being said, there isn't a new baby.
But I'm late, always late. I try very hard to be on time. I was even late for my own birth. Moved it back a whole month (I'm happy to say I've never been THAT late for an event since then) I get up early and still end up late. It's so bad that when I'm on time or even early people look at me with with surprise.
Things always happen. (ok so yea I blame other things and people on me being late) Like yesterday, we would of been on time for church, but as I went to put Elijah in his carseat he urped all over himself and I had to change him. Things just happen.
Lack of sleep often plays a part in the late game. Last night I closed my eyes at midnight but couldn't sleep. Then at 12:30 I spent 10 min standing at the top of the stairs listening for the boogeyman. That's not my fault though. The dog started to bark. Not his I'm going to eat you for a midnight snack bark but his, I'm here and I'm big bark. Then to add to my concern he began to pace and snort. All of that could of meant nothing more then he needed to go out, but when he does need to go out he comes upstairs to get me, and he didn't. The only other time he snorts and paces is when someone is outside our house on the road. Cross the line from the road to our yard and you will get "THE" bark where he will threaten to eat you. So I didn't get to sleep until around 1.
I woke after 4 when kevin got up and again at 4:45 when he told me goodbye. At 5 I woke the baby to feed him. at 5:15 I put him back to bed. At 5:30 I got up to put something on my poison ivy, taking my phone with me since it's a habit (pivotal mistake) At 6 Grace climbed in bed with me. This is where I blame HER for me being late. She snuggled up tight against me and I finally drifted blissfully asleep. at 6:15 my alarm went off...on the phone that I had left in the bathroom. At 6:40 Andrew wakes me up to tell me that Elizabeth was outside with the kids. The kids she was bringing to me early so that I could go see Christian's pictures he had taken on Thursday. She being the good sister got the kids to me early, i being the bad sister, overslept and made that pointless for her.
Late for my own birth, late for everything in life, I will probably manage to be late for my own death.
But I'm late, always late. I try very hard to be on time. I was even late for my own birth. Moved it back a whole month (I'm happy to say I've never been THAT late for an event since then) I get up early and still end up late. It's so bad that when I'm on time or even early people look at me with with surprise.
Things always happen. (ok so yea I blame other things and people on me being late) Like yesterday, we would of been on time for church, but as I went to put Elijah in his carseat he urped all over himself and I had to change him. Things just happen.
Lack of sleep often plays a part in the late game. Last night I closed my eyes at midnight but couldn't sleep. Then at 12:30 I spent 10 min standing at the top of the stairs listening for the boogeyman. That's not my fault though. The dog started to bark. Not his I'm going to eat you for a midnight snack bark but his, I'm here and I'm big bark. Then to add to my concern he began to pace and snort. All of that could of meant nothing more then he needed to go out, but when he does need to go out he comes upstairs to get me, and he didn't. The only other time he snorts and paces is when someone is outside our house on the road. Cross the line from the road to our yard and you will get "THE" bark where he will threaten to eat you. So I didn't get to sleep until around 1.
I woke after 4 when kevin got up and again at 4:45 when he told me goodbye. At 5 I woke the baby to feed him. at 5:15 I put him back to bed. At 5:30 I got up to put something on my poison ivy, taking my phone with me since it's a habit (pivotal mistake) At 6 Grace climbed in bed with me. This is where I blame HER for me being late. She snuggled up tight against me and I finally drifted blissfully asleep. at 6:15 my alarm went off...on the phone that I had left in the bathroom. At 6:40 Andrew wakes me up to tell me that Elizabeth was outside with the kids. The kids she was bringing to me early so that I could go see Christian's pictures he had taken on Thursday. She being the good sister got the kids to me early, i being the bad sister, overslept and made that pointless for her.
Late for my own birth, late for everything in life, I will probably manage to be late for my own death.
Wednesday, March 23, 2011
Reading not writing
It's been a few days since I've written. I have discovered the Kindle app on my Ipad. I LOVE it. I love to read but I've not been able to read much since the two littles were born. No matter what kind of bookmark Grace ALWAYS pulls it out. always. So when I do get a chance to sit down and read I have to dedicate so much time to just finding my page that by the time I find it and start to read, my time is up.
I could read while I nurse Elijah but it seems that he has these magical long arms and no matter how far away I try to hold the books (and still be able to read the words) he is able to swat at the book or kick it. Or in some way makes it impossible for me to hold him and the book.
Using the Kindle app I can make the words fairly big and sit it beside me on the bed, no hands needed and I don't even think he knows I'm reading. and I would say grace has not pulled my book mark since it keeps track of what page you were on but she did hop up on my lap and real fast scroll my pages so I had to figure out which way she scrolled and then find my spot but I didn't mind as much as doing it with a paper book.
So. I've had nothing to write about because I've been living in a world where Mermaids walk amoung us. Alice at Heart. good book.
I could read while I nurse Elijah but it seems that he has these magical long arms and no matter how far away I try to hold the books (and still be able to read the words) he is able to swat at the book or kick it. Or in some way makes it impossible for me to hold him and the book.
Using the Kindle app I can make the words fairly big and sit it beside me on the bed, no hands needed and I don't even think he knows I'm reading. and I would say grace has not pulled my book mark since it keeps track of what page you were on but she did hop up on my lap and real fast scroll my pages so I had to figure out which way she scrolled and then find my spot but I didn't mind as much as doing it with a paper book.
So. I've had nothing to write about because I've been living in a world where Mermaids walk amoung us. Alice at Heart. good book.
Wednesday, March 16, 2011
HUH? WHAT?
Pete and Repeat were sitting on a fence, Pete fell off who was left?
Don't bite me! Get down! Get that out of your mouth! Are you going to eat? Don't walk on the back of the couch, you're NOT in the circus! Get OFF your brother! I love you too! Pick up your socks please. Do you have homework? Will you bring in the trash cans? Will you clean the kitchen? Do you have to work? Are you going out tonight? Will you stop saying huh? Why don't you ever hear me?
Today, just today, I want to be Pete!
Don't bite me! Get down! Get that out of your mouth! Are you going to eat? Don't walk on the back of the couch, you're NOT in the circus! Get OFF your brother! I love you too! Pick up your socks please. Do you have homework? Will you bring in the trash cans? Will you clean the kitchen? Do you have to work? Are you going out tonight? Will you stop saying huh? Why don't you ever hear me?
Today, just today, I want to be Pete!
Tuesday, March 15, 2011
Good morning Rambles
What every mother loves to hear when the baby didn't wake her up early: Mama, I going to miss the bus. What every good mother that has a friend that teaches at the school does: grab the trusty cell phone and send the following text: hey can you pick Ben up? Then the waiting game. Will she get the text in time? lay there. lay there. drat! And of course as most things go for me, the moment I step off the last step fully dressed shoes in hand my phone goes off: sure be there in 10 min. DANG IT! But by this point I've gotten myself excited by the idea that I can have warm food that I didn't cook (nor burn) so I told her to: never mind!
After ordering food for Ben, Grace and myself, I order food for Kevin. I'd like a number 11 with coffee please. (only coffee is put on the screen) Ma'am does your screen look correct? Did you get the number 11? uhhh no (they add the number 11 which is the steak, egg and cheese on a bagel) What did you want to drink with that? the large coffee?!? oh...ok. As we are waiting in the drop off line Ben says: what did you order Papa? a sandwhich. Must be a messy sandwhich he says. Why? because they gave him a fork and knife. odd. What's the butter for? butter?? yes mama the butter, what's the butter for. There's butter in the bag? yes! odd. When I got home I peeked in the bag. Grabbed my sandwhich and the crying baby and we sat down to eat. I enjoyed my mcgriddle and I hope that kevin enjoys his pancakes, sausage and coffee. (conclusion: either I picked the wrong number or they gave the wrong food, but my food was right so for once I'm gonna say...I don't really care! :o)
After ordering food for Ben, Grace and myself, I order food for Kevin. I'd like a number 11 with coffee please. (only coffee is put on the screen) Ma'am does your screen look correct? Did you get the number 11? uhhh no (they add the number 11 which is the steak, egg and cheese on a bagel) What did you want to drink with that? the large coffee?!? oh...ok. As we are waiting in the drop off line Ben says: what did you order Papa? a sandwhich. Must be a messy sandwhich he says. Why? because they gave him a fork and knife. odd. What's the butter for? butter?? yes mama the butter, what's the butter for. There's butter in the bag? yes! odd. When I got home I peeked in the bag. Grabbed my sandwhich and the crying baby and we sat down to eat. I enjoyed my mcgriddle and I hope that kevin enjoys his pancakes, sausage and coffee. (conclusion: either I picked the wrong number or they gave the wrong food, but my food was right so for once I'm gonna say...I don't really care! :o)
Sunday, March 13, 2011
Total Drama Island!
Small town life. It can be such a drag on the kids. One some what small mistake gets blasted all over town. Now aided by the ability to sit down to the computer and say OMG did you see what sally did today??????
And as if that wasn't enough, Sally's friend tried to defend her. But as would be typical of someone mad, her thoughts were not conveyed well and she tried to argue with adults making her come across as well silly.
Through all that was said and apparently done (though I did not witness so I'll not go into details) one statement that was meant to be used as a defence screams at me.
Sex sells.
WOW. Is that really what these girls think? Is that what they think they need to do in order to raise money? I can't imagine they made any more profit for their team using that mentality. Would not of sold anything to me. I would of kept on driving. How many in town did that very same thing? Did not stop to help this team out because of the few that were trying to pull in customers decided to "sell sex" (let me edit this to say...they were not actually selling sex but rather, apparently (becaues I was not there and didn't see it....) using their bodies to entice people to come to a fundraiser).
As a parent of teens I would of been beyond upset if that is what was being advertised. I think I probably would of pulled in, said something to those in charge and if things didn't change, taken my child home.
I feel really bad for the girl who was raked over the coals on facebook yesterday by adults. concerned adults. but Monday might be rough for her. Monday might be rough for the whole team as I won't be surprised if concerned parents and citizens call the school.
What these girls need to remember is they are part of a team. Each girl sells the team, the team sells the school and the school sells the city. Do you want to sell our town as a place to come pick up cheap girls?
Sex sells sex...and little else.
And as if that wasn't enough, Sally's friend tried to defend her. But as would be typical of someone mad, her thoughts were not conveyed well and she tried to argue with adults making her come across as well silly.
Through all that was said and apparently done (though I did not witness so I'll not go into details) one statement that was meant to be used as a defence screams at me.
Sex sells.
WOW. Is that really what these girls think? Is that what they think they need to do in order to raise money? I can't imagine they made any more profit for their team using that mentality. Would not of sold anything to me. I would of kept on driving. How many in town did that very same thing? Did not stop to help this team out because of the few that were trying to pull in customers decided to "sell sex" (let me edit this to say...they were not actually selling sex but rather, apparently (becaues I was not there and didn't see it....) using their bodies to entice people to come to a fundraiser).
As a parent of teens I would of been beyond upset if that is what was being advertised. I think I probably would of pulled in, said something to those in charge and if things didn't change, taken my child home.
I feel really bad for the girl who was raked over the coals on facebook yesterday by adults. concerned adults. but Monday might be rough for her. Monday might be rough for the whole team as I won't be surprised if concerned parents and citizens call the school.
What these girls need to remember is they are part of a team. Each girl sells the team, the team sells the school and the school sells the city. Do you want to sell our town as a place to come pick up cheap girls?
Sex sells sex...and little else.
Wednesday, March 9, 2011
Life According to Bacie (chapter 2 REPOST)
Due to the lack of a functioning brain today, I'm just going to repost the next chapter in Life According to Bacie. This is one of my favorites.
Posted on Tuesday, June 29, 2010 at 8:54am
Last night I colored my hair and therefor had to go in the basement to take a shower. Grace being my ever constant shadow was of course down there with me. As I am rinsing the color from my hair, Grace lets out a shriek. I look out at her and she's jumping and backing away, crying "it bite me! it bite me"
I kept asking her, what is biting you?? but seeing as I still had color on my hair there was very little I could do for her. So I did the next best thing.....
AAAAAANNNNNNDDDDDDRRRREEEEEWWWWW HELP YOUR SISTER!!!!!
Bacie's knight in shinning armor comes busting through the basement door, gives her a quick once over and whisks her off to the safety of the upstairs.
As I was getting ready to leave the basement I saw the villain that had scared the adventurer off. He was a scary thing indeed. all long and brown and spotted and....slimy.....Poor Mr. Slug who was likely minding his own business when Bacie picked him up. She swears he bit her. But from looking at the slim on her, she picked him up, was freaked by how slimy he was and tried to throw him down, but instead of hitting the ground, he landed on her knee and then slithered down her leg. her wild jumping and screaming must of knocked him to the floor right in front of the basement door, where the Knight slayed Grace's dragon with his mighty....size 12 shoe.
Posted on Tuesday, June 29, 2010 at 8:54am
Last night I colored my hair and therefor had to go in the basement to take a shower. Grace being my ever constant shadow was of course down there with me. As I am rinsing the color from my hair, Grace lets out a shriek. I look out at her and she's jumping and backing away, crying "it bite me! it bite me"
I kept asking her, what is biting you?? but seeing as I still had color on my hair there was very little I could do for her. So I did the next best thing.....
AAAAAANNNNNNDDDDDDRRRREEEEEWWWWW HELP YOUR SISTER!!!!!
Bacie's knight in shinning armor comes busting through the basement door, gives her a quick once over and whisks her off to the safety of the upstairs.
As I was getting ready to leave the basement I saw the villain that had scared the adventurer off. He was a scary thing indeed. all long and brown and spotted and....slimy.....Poor Mr. Slug who was likely minding his own business when Bacie picked him up. She swears he bit her. But from looking at the slim on her, she picked him up, was freaked by how slimy he was and tried to throw him down, but instead of hitting the ground, he landed on her knee and then slithered down her leg. her wild jumping and screaming must of knocked him to the floor right in front of the basement door, where the Knight slayed Grace's dragon with his mighty....size 12 shoe.
Monday, March 7, 2011
Heavy heart. My thoughts can't leave the Jones Family
My thoughts have been with my friend (and classmate) Jodi and her family since the sudden death of her father.
While Tom's most important roll was husband/father and grandfather, he had a minor roll of being our Mayor.
I remember Tom from when we were in high school. He was on of those parents that you could laugh with. he always had a smile for Jodi and for all of us. Not one of those stuffy parents that made you want to run and hide because surely you have done something wrong and they know you have. Tom wasn't like that. He seemed to actually enjoy us being who we were: teens.
We had a chance to deal with Mayor Tom Jones a few months back when Christian's car was damaged due to road damage. There was a war between two different companies as to who should fix it. Before it was over, tom said get the car fixed. The city will pay for it and then go after one of the companies. In the end, one of the companies stepped up and fixed the car (not the one that we felt was responsible). Tom was an all around great guy with an addictive smile.
He died in his sleep. Which honestly for him..what a way to go. Lucky guy. Dealing with death is never easy. As a loved one the selfish side of you wants to know it's coming so you can say goodbye and aren't left with what ifs. However that usually means you have to watch the person suffer and that's horrible. But when they die suddenly and you know they never suffered you are left with those horrible what ifs but with the peace of knowing they never felt pain or fear.
The viewing was yesterday. I wanted to go but I didn't. I wanted to give Jodi a hug and let her know that I've had her in my constant thoughts since we found out about her dad. I didn't go though because I figured most of the town would turn out. The wait to get into the funeral home was over an hour. I'm sure the family was tired physically and mentally. That's so many people they had to meet and greet. I feel bad for the family. And I'm sure today wasn't any better. The had the viewing for another 2 hours this morning. As I type the funeral is just starting. I wish the family had time to grieve without being in the publics eye. That in these last moments they didn't have to share Tom with the city.
Rest in Peace Tom.
While Tom's most important roll was husband/father and grandfather, he had a minor roll of being our Mayor.
I remember Tom from when we were in high school. He was on of those parents that you could laugh with. he always had a smile for Jodi and for all of us. Not one of those stuffy parents that made you want to run and hide because surely you have done something wrong and they know you have. Tom wasn't like that. He seemed to actually enjoy us being who we were: teens.
We had a chance to deal with Mayor Tom Jones a few months back when Christian's car was damaged due to road damage. There was a war between two different companies as to who should fix it. Before it was over, tom said get the car fixed. The city will pay for it and then go after one of the companies. In the end, one of the companies stepped up and fixed the car (not the one that we felt was responsible). Tom was an all around great guy with an addictive smile.
He died in his sleep. Which honestly for him..what a way to go. Lucky guy. Dealing with death is never easy. As a loved one the selfish side of you wants to know it's coming so you can say goodbye and aren't left with what ifs. However that usually means you have to watch the person suffer and that's horrible. But when they die suddenly and you know they never suffered you are left with those horrible what ifs but with the peace of knowing they never felt pain or fear.
The viewing was yesterday. I wanted to go but I didn't. I wanted to give Jodi a hug and let her know that I've had her in my constant thoughts since we found out about her dad. I didn't go though because I figured most of the town would turn out. The wait to get into the funeral home was over an hour. I'm sure the family was tired physically and mentally. That's so many people they had to meet and greet. I feel bad for the family. And I'm sure today wasn't any better. The had the viewing for another 2 hours this morning. As I type the funeral is just starting. I wish the family had time to grieve without being in the publics eye. That in these last moments they didn't have to share Tom with the city.
Rest in Peace Tom.
Sunday, March 6, 2011
Good night Saturday
I have 50 followers, more or less. meaning there's a slight chance that some people might possibly be following me under their twitter, gmail and yahoo accounts. I will not confirm nor deny that statement. :o) But any how....Thank you for following me. it's been a long day and I'm going to have to say: good night saturday, see you in a week!.
Saturday, March 5, 2011
Good morning Saturday!
I'm enjoying a few moments alone. Ben took the baby down to daddy and Grace is down there too. nice. very, very nice ;o) I'm sure it won't last more then a moment. Ben has been going from kevin and I trying to convince one of us to go buy donuts. It's kevin's job. always has been.
I'm loving the rain. No one gets their car washed when it's raining so it's quiet. As quiet as it ever gets when living on the main road. At least it's just cars. and fire trucks. and ambulances. oh and police cars. Yep quiet. No blowers running from the car wash across the street.
I am up to 39 viewers on my blog. I need 11 more people! Very thankful to those that clicked the follow button.
Someone put a sign in our yard and some sort of bird. My first thought was..well they should of asked. How rude. But to be honest, I don't care that they put a sign in the yard I would of told them yes. So I don't know why I care that they didn't ask.
Not much planned for today. Christian is off to work and Kevin will be too. I won't have anything to drive until Christian gets home from work. Then we have to go to church. Will take several trips to get us all there in a little neon with Eli's seat taking up half the back seat. Christian will have to take the babies and I and then go back home and pick up Ben and Andrew. The same to get home. Really sucks kevin having my van. Grace is having to sit in a backless booster just so that we have one carseat that can be moved easily. makes me nervous her being in that seat.
Enough rambling for now. That's all this is. Rambling. Not feeling funny or creative this morning. Maybe I should wait to blog after my pot of coffee.
I'm loving the rain. No one gets their car washed when it's raining so it's quiet. As quiet as it ever gets when living on the main road. At least it's just cars. and fire trucks. and ambulances. oh and police cars. Yep quiet. No blowers running from the car wash across the street.
I am up to 39 viewers on my blog. I need 11 more people! Very thankful to those that clicked the follow button.
Someone put a sign in our yard and some sort of bird. My first thought was..well they should of asked. How rude. But to be honest, I don't care that they put a sign in the yard I would of told them yes. So I don't know why I care that they didn't ask.
Not much planned for today. Christian is off to work and Kevin will be too. I won't have anything to drive until Christian gets home from work. Then we have to go to church. Will take several trips to get us all there in a little neon with Eli's seat taking up half the back seat. Christian will have to take the babies and I and then go back home and pick up Ben and Andrew. The same to get home. Really sucks kevin having my van. Grace is having to sit in a backless booster just so that we have one carseat that can be moved easily. makes me nervous her being in that seat.
Enough rambling for now. That's all this is. Rambling. Not feeling funny or creative this morning. Maybe I should wait to blog after my pot of coffee.
Friday, March 4, 2011
Giveaways!
So yesterday I entered my first two giveaways. It was fun! But now I have a problem....how much other stuff could I try to win for free????? seriously there's a ton out there! It could be my full time job and in the process I could become a hoarder and end up on TV! Well..yea you know..provided I started to actually win some of them LOL Adam Sandler in Bedtime stories comes to mind: for freeeeee? yea sure whatever. Love that movie.
Life According to Bacie (chapter 1 - repost)
I'm going to start moving my stuff over here from facebook. here if the first chapter in Grace's book ;o)
Posted on: Friday, June 25, 2010 at 1:05am
I was cleaning the kitchen today when Grace walks up to me and says: Where yous phone? I pointed to the counter while I said, right over there..... Grace looks where I point and smiles.
I said HEY!! my phone is gone, Grace do YOU know where my phone is? She is innocently standing there with her hands behind her back.
Do you have my phone Gracie? She grins from ear to ear. Can I have my phone please? At this point, she brings her hands in front of her and spreads her fingers wide showing that she does NOT have my phone.
Where is my phone Grace?
To which my daughter giggles and says: Bacie habe yous phone mama!
Where is it?? She giggles again and reaches down her diaper and starts to pull out my phone! It seems I have my own little Tommy Pickles who has decided that her diaper is a perfect place to store things.
Meanwhile I am once again very pleased that my phone is water proof as the first thing I did after removing my phone from her diaper was to walk over to sink and wash it!
Posted on: Friday, June 25, 2010 at 1:05am
I was cleaning the kitchen today when Grace walks up to me and says: Where yous phone? I pointed to the counter while I said, right over there..... Grace looks where I point and smiles.
I said HEY!! my phone is gone, Grace do YOU know where my phone is? She is innocently standing there with her hands behind her back.
Do you have my phone Gracie? She grins from ear to ear. Can I have my phone please? At this point, she brings her hands in front of her and spreads her fingers wide showing that she does NOT have my phone.
Where is my phone Grace?
To which my daughter giggles and says: Bacie habe yous phone mama!
Where is it?? She giggles again and reaches down her diaper and starts to pull out my phone! It seems I have my own little Tommy Pickles who has decided that her diaper is a perfect place to store things.
Meanwhile I am once again very pleased that my phone is water proof as the first thing I did after removing my phone from her diaper was to walk over to sink and wash it!
Thursday, March 3, 2011
searching for followers
Now that I've advertised my blog I'm going to have to start blogging. hopefully I won't be too boring! :o) I'll do my best is all I can say!
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