Thursday, July 26, 2012


So I was told by my husband that I needed to update my blog.  Nothing has really happened worth blogging about.  Maybe he just wanted to see what I was going to say about him since he came home for a quick trip last weekend.

So with that being said I was so stressed out about getting the things done around here from the inspection that I needed my husband.  Was it really affordable? No, but I needed him here.  I was so excited to have him come home to help me get some stuff done, manly stuff.  After a day of him I was ready for him to go back.  Ouchie that sounds mean.  Well it was what I was feeling.  I think he went back to his bachelor ways.  I felt like I was picking up after him all the time.  Several moments I think he forgot what it was like to have a toddler around.  He would leave tools or a ladder out and of course what did Willow want to play with, the tools. All in all I am glad he came home to help me and I hope he realizes when us girls get Phoenix he better go back into nonbachelor daddy mode. 

 We cleaned out some stuff and got things packed that the movers won't take with them.  We had a document burning party on Saturday night.  Crazy to look at old paycheck stubs and see how much I got paid at my first "real" job.  Some of the stuff Tim did was outside and I asked him if the heat was better here or in Phoenix.  He said Phoenix was better.  Hmm interesting.

We have a new nickname for the baby.  We don't know the sex of the baby so don't go thinking it is a girl, we don't know.  The name is Baby Shasta.  Here is how we came up with the name.  Tim had a dream that i had the baby and didn't tell him which hospital I was at  and I went ahead and named her Shasta.  In reality I would never name my baby that.  Tim has been doing to looking into pools for our new house.  He would like to get it done while the house is being build but there is only one company the builder works with in conjunction to the house being built and it is Shasta Pools.  So ever since Tim's dream he has heard the name Shasta come up.  He said it was a sign.

Over the weekend in Phoenix they experienced a huge dust storm.  I guess it is called a Haboob.  I seriously thought Tim made that up and was playing a joke on me.  Well he was right.  One of the few times he ever will be. 

Willow is certainly getting closer to the age of 2.  I tell her no and she tells me no right back.  Just today she had something she shouldn't, I took it away from her which brought out the horns.  She pushed me, stood there and pulled my zipper down on my shorts.  I had to laugh for a moment.
We have moved to a booster seat from the high chair.  Working out really well.  She feeds the dogs less of her food.  When she wakes up in the morning she always points to her diaper.  Maybe she is getting closer to potty training but I am not wanting to try it now.  With the moving drawing closer and the new place plus being there a short while before we move again and then introduce a new baby to the mix.  Too many things to set her back. 

Willow threw her Cheerios and look how perfectly they landed on the dogs ears. 

Willow and her Uncle Brian with Louie

Sharing a blankie with Frankie before bedtime.

Monday, July 16, 2012

Never Ending

I feel like I can't catch a break with anything around here.  I am feeling so overwhelmed.  With the sale of the house and all the BS that goes with it it is enough to drive me insane.  Not to mention Willow was on my last nerve today! 

We had the home inspection and ever since then it has been nothing but a headache.  I feel like the inspector was just trying to find things for us to repair.  It is funny how we don't change a thing on something since we moved in and the last inspector didn't say anything about it but this recent one dings us on it.  Like the gutter downspouts are not long enough.  WTF? 

Then ever since the inspector left I have had nothing but trouble with the air conditioner.  The day he left he left it on 82 and it was hot in here.  I turned it down and there was no relief.  Tim's brother found he left all the vents open downstairs on the furnace so it wasn't getting the cool air to the whole house.  Then last night I heard this awful noise coming from the basement and it was in the furnace room.  It stopped before I had a chance to figure out what it was coming from.  It happened again today and discovered it was the furnace.  It stopped but did it again 10 minutes later.  Then after the gym I noticed it was hot in the house.  It was set at 72 but it was 78 in here.  I looked at the air conditioner and it was froze over.  I wanted to curl up and cry.  Where is my husband when I need him? 

My friend came over today to get the green beer fridge of Tim's that he is surprisingly departing with.  While we were in the garage I noticed a dead mole in there.  I asked him to kindly to dispose of it for me.  Again I need my husband here. 

Willow was horrible today.  I took her to breakfast because we didn't have anything here, not even milk.  She would not eat what I ordered her but wanted what I had.  When I traded her she picked at it.  I ran some errands and she was really cranky.  I was in a store trying to stand up in the cart, I told her she was on my last nerve and some lady heard me say it.  She told me it doesn't get any better.  Oh Lordy. 

This afternoon she was hungry so I gave her some pretzels. She had a few and then gave them to the dog.  I told her no she can't do that.  So she goes over to Beans points her finger and starts yelling at her and then takes the food from her but then gives it right back to her.  Ahhhh.  Finally I make her dinner because she kept wanting more snacks and was throwing a fit because I wouldn't get her any more.  What does she do?  She feeds the dogs her meal. 

I want this week to be over fast!  I have a billion things to do and lots of people coming on Wednesday to do things.  I have to go fridge and freezer shopping sometime soon.  Maybe spending some time at NFM with be relaxing.  Lets just hope Willow is good. 

Tuesday, July 10, 2012

The 4th

We had a big week for the 4th and I thought it would be boring.  I am sad Tim was not here to celebrate with us since it is his favorite holiday.  It was really the first time Willow experienced fireworks.  Last year she was in bed and really would not have been that into them due to her age. 

The 3rd we went up the street to the neighbor's who also loves the 4th.  He works at a fireworks tent to get the goods.  He had so much stuff I felt like his garage was the actual tent.  It was nice to talk to the all the neighbors I have and going to miss now that I have gotten to know them better over the short time we have been in Gretna.  At 11:00  I had to go before all the fireworks were blown up I was tired and Willow was back home in bed.Yes I was that mom her left her child at home alone when I was a couple houses down.

The next day was spent with family.  Willow and I ate at Grandma Denise's and then went swimming with Uncle Brian.  Uncle Brian is her FAVORITE.  I don't know why really, but she really likes him.  Sometimes I think it is even more then her dad.  He got her to swim to him, which is something Tim and I have been trying to get her to do.  Then he got her to go off the board and down the slide.  I wish I had my camera because it would have been some good moments to capture.  Then it was off to my mom's house.  We ate there with my parents and my nephews.  Then the last stop was to drop off my nephews to my sister.  I was home by 9:00, I was so tired! 

 The weekend was spent at our good friends cabin on a little sand pit.  It is a nice getaway.  The day I got there I swear it was the hottest day of the week and wouldn't you know it the electricity went out.  I guess all the irrigation that was going on was sucking up the energy and caused a shortage.  I was getting late and I didn't know if I should put Willow down for fear I would have to wake her to go back to their real house in York.  I waited for awhile then decided to put her to bed on the back deck.  It was cooler outside and there was at least a breeze.  She was out in no time.  Luckily the lights came back on and all was well again.  The fireworks show on Saturday was good.  There was a special firework that was perfect for this place.  It was for the water.  It shot out in to the water and then when it hit the water it went off again.  It was pretty cool to see.  I sure you don't see that everywhere since it has to be done near water.  I kept Willow up for this and it was a struggle.  She would watch but since she was so tired she kept moving to keep herself from falling asleep.  Maybe next year it will be better for her. 

The electricity was out had to keep cool somehow.

She was so tired when we left she was out before we hit pavement.

So tomorrow is the home inspection for the new owner and it really is not a perfect time.  I was suppose to leave for Missouri to a family reunion.  Willow has the hand foot and mouth diease AGAIN so we have to be home for awhile.  She would be contagious to my cousins little kids.  I will be here when the inspector is here but I will have to leave while the new owner comes over to do the walk through.  This whole house selling business is really a pain in the rear. 

Hopefully Willow is better by Friday and I can get down to see family before I move to the desert.  I don't know when the next time will be before I see them again.  Our official move date is August 17th and we are out of here.  I will be spending a couple weeks in Colorado before I head down to AZ.  Maybe the heat will have died down by then.  I can only hope. 

Monday, July 2, 2012

No Carpe Diem

I so think of an article that I read awhile back and how much it rings true to me at this moment.  Here is the link so you can read it.

Yesterday was the lowest point so far of my SAHM gig.  I knew it was going to be a trying day for a week.  We had a baptism to go to.  The service was at 11:00 (the time Willow eats lunch) and a lunch gathering following at 12:30 (Willow's nap time).  Not everyday can one following a schedule and we have to bend, I get that.  The kicker was I didn't specifically said no open house this Sunday so I could come home and immediately put Willow down instead of waiting to come to my house or even forgoing the nap all together.  Well the person that looked at our house on Saturday really liked it and wanted to come back, we were in their top two choices of houses and they planned on writing an offer by the end of the weekend.  It was scheduled from 1-2.   

So we made it through the church service fine and I knew my little beast would be getting tired soon.  She didn't really eat that much but grapes and black olives.  Great meal, huh?  We leave about 2 knowing we could go back to the house.  Willow falls alseep on the way home and I pray she stays asleep while I get her out of the car seat, which she usually doesn't.  She wakes up a bit and is really sleepy as I put her in the bed.  Nope the little booger talks to herself in there for an hour and a half.  When I go to get her she shows me the poop mark on the bed and I see that her diaper is about to explode.  I get her cleaned up and strip the bed.  While I am putting the dirty sheets in the washer she decides to put her stuffed animals in there too. 

This girl was wound up and was not stopping for anything!  She was running around chasing the dogs.  Trying to ride the dogs and they are not big dogs.  Throwing all kinds of her toys for Frankie to catch.  I could not control her.  It was as if someone gave her a gallon of Mountain Dew. 

I knew I was at my wits end when I told her to shut up.  Right there I knew my last nerve was gone.  I was helpless I didn't have anyone to fall back on, like her dad.  Grandparents don't live close for me to drop off her for a moment.  I decided it was time to eat and she would be contained in the high chair for a bit while she ate.  That just made it worse.  I gave her the food and she throws it on the ground.  I couldn't even say anything.  I watch food cascade all over the kitchen on the floor, walls and dogs.  I went to my room and cried.  It was horrible!!!! 

After I tried to compose myself I went to get her out of the chair.  Thankfully the dogs cleaned the floor for me and ate the food off each other.  I just had to clean the kid and the wall.  I decided outside might be a change of scenery for her.  Before we went out she found her little bike horn, which she took with her outside.  She kept squeaking that thing and it didn't bother me except Frankie wanted it and was barking loudly at her so she would throw it for him.  Instead of taking the toy away I removed Frankie from the situation.  Oh, but Willow let him back outside, so I took the toy away.  Fine whatever, she moved on to other things.  One of the things she was doing was trying to climb all over me.  I was not in the mood and I get so tired of her and the dogs getting on my belly.

We go inside and I am just counting down the minutes until bedtime.  She is playing with her toys that I haven't got out in awhile since I put them away for getting the house cleaned for people to look at.  She was fine doing that for awhile.  We sat on the couch watching a movie which was probably not appropiate for her but it kept her calm and content.  7:30 rolled around and I put her down.  She didn't cry or really play a lot til she feel asleep.  Hmmm, wonder why? 

 At 5am she decided she wanted to test out her vocal cords or something.  For about 5 minutes she kept calling out "hey".  I don't know what that was about or even wanted to check on her.  I knew she would go back to sleep shortly.  She usually does fall back asleep on her own.  It was so loud though I don't know what got into her.  So for five minutes it was a loud "hey" in a deep voice followed by a giggle. 

So far today has been way better but man I don't know how people do it, like single parents or women who have their spouse off in the military.  I commend you all!!!! 

A positive note to yesterday is we got an offer on our house.  Yeah!  Off to more craziness I am sure.