Sunday, June 29, 2008

Buy Me!

I am a shopaholic! Big surprise huh? But, I am not your run of the mill shopaholic. I am the type who'll see some crazy thing and just have to have it. Not from infomercials, although I have seen things on TV late at night and headed to the "As Seen On TV" section at Target or Walgreens to find that must have item. Sometimes I'll just get an idea that a certain gadget or goody will just make me awesome, cute, more organized, etc. and I go for it. Poor Jon, if he only knew how much money I have spent on doo-dads... There's false eye lashes, a neti pot for my sinuses, the Body Bugg for weight loss, ditto for the Firm system, Crest whitestrips and a dental polisher for my teeth, even an Ipod. I mean how can you not run on the treadmill everyday when you have a pink Ipod? Jon has even done it, one of my gifts this past Christmas was heated lavender scented slippers! Well, in my pursuit of smooth feet, I got a Ped Egg. I would love to be able to afford a live in "pedicure artist" but that ain't happening. So, I am gonna have to do it myself. I will definitely let y'all know how it works! And, for the record: I never thought in a million years I would have dry, crusty heels! Back when I was a kid I would see older women (mid thirties) at church, the store, etc. and they would have some funky feet. I swore I would never have old lady feet.... What happened?

P.S. someone asked in comments, how these products perform. Well, being the strawberry BLONDE that I am, I forgot to include something... that I never really use most of the goodies I buy. Silly huh? I guess I am awesome enough without them, I just like to spend money I don't really need?! I am however fixing to use the Ped Egg.

Saturday, June 28, 2008

Wet ~N~ Wild!

On Wednesday we headed to Hurricane Harbor and we had a flippin' blast! I seriously love to ride rides. It'll be a sad day when I can no longer enjoy them. I am thinking I'll quit at 75? And, can I just say that I am so proud of Hayden? He rode EVERY ride, even the scariest ones. Multiple times! He is such a cool kid. The others weren't as thrilled with much, other than the Lazy River and the Wave Pool. Anyway, we had quite a group, 8 of us. Luckily most of the kids were old enough to do their own thing as long as they checked in often. It was such a perfect day, weather wise. Not too hot, not too cold. The lines moved pretty quick. My only complaint would be the fact that you can no longer bring in coolers and the food prices are INSANE! I spent $50 on sodas and chili-cheese fries!! We used to bring drinks, fruit, pudding, lunchables, etc. Now, you can only bring food for babies or if you have special diet needs, like diabetes or something. No biggie. We weren't really that hungry until the drive home anyway. We had one insane moment, that I never want to relive: Hayden decided to go off on his own to the diving board area, which dumps into 12 feet of water. We lost him for about 20 minutes and it scared me soooo bad! He swears he never left our area, but I think he was confused. All of the picnic tables faced some sort of the wave pool area and he was most definitely not near us! We sat at the same tables we always do every summer, they are near the lost child area. Thankfully after I had a mini freakout/heart attack he appeared back at our table. But, not until I had managed to scream his name like a banshee and run around like a Tasmanian devil searching for him. I am adding some photos I took with this groovy disposable waterproof camera. They turned out ok, I guess? One of them was taken underwater in our pool. For some reason the kids jumped in our pool when we got home! You'll notice there's only one picture of me.... I sent the others to Mr. Hefner. He needs models for his next issue, and I thought what the hell?

Chloe and Reagan

Jon, Chloe, and Hayden

me, Chloe, and Reagan

Chan, bored...

Jon, Hunter, and Hayden

Hunter, bored...

Hayden, underwater!

P.S. I need someone to teach me how to properly apply sunscreen. I now have pink stripes on my face and blotches on my back. Plus, worst of all my scalp is burnt to a crisp. Let me tell you, blowdrying my hair is only slightly painful...

Friday, June 27, 2008

Whomever said...

nothing tastes as good as thin feels obviously never ate:

Blue Bell ice cream

Steak with garlic butter

A cheeseburger

PF Changs


Chocolate of any kind

Fajita Chicken Chimicangas

Cheese, specifically sharp or liquefied

Homemade french fries

Warm rolls with cinnamon butter


Babe's Chicken Fried Steak

I really could make this list go on and on.... but I won't. Instead I'll just fill you in. I feel this overwhelming urge to drop as much weight as humanly possible in 26 days. But, I obviously can't say no to FOOD! Seeing my siblings again for the first time in years is making me want to call a plastic surgeon. Going to Hurricane Harbor didn't help either. Alas, I'll still be a chubby girl. Hi, my name is Ashley and I am a food-a-holic.

Thursday, June 26, 2008

Tartar Control

The other day I was flipping through the guide on TV. I was looking for a specific show to record. During my "search", I came across a show that I just had to see. Kinda like driving past a wreck. You wanna look even though you know it could be bad. Curious much? Anyway, this show was called Britain's Worst Teeth. I knew it was going to be bad, but whoa! I had forgotten all about it until this evening when I flipped on the TV. You see, we spent the whole day at Hurricane Harbor and I am pretty sunburned and nothing was gonna cool me off better than a bowl of mint chocolate chip ice cream. Enjoyed in front of the TV, under a ceiling fan on full blast. I sat down, had a few bites, and started to scroll through my list of recorded shows. I have no idea what made me select this particular show to watch?! Put it this way: my ice cream suddenly didn't taste so good and my teeth suddenly felt gritty. Worst teeth was an understatement. I will spare you the details. Although I did try and find a clip on YouTube. Lucky for you, there's no clip to be found. But, if you are really interested it's playing again July 16th on BBC America. Needless to say, I will NEVER EVER fall asleep on the couch again without brushing my teeth. No more quick after lunch naps without hitting the Crest and Listerine first. I am gonna be that girl who brushes and flosses in the restaurant bathroom. I will also be setting a timer each time I brush, so I can get in my full two minutes. I am calling my dentist tomorrow for my overdue checkup. And, Coke is fixing to be a distant memory. That show scared the crap out of me, way worse than any horror movie ever could.

Click here, scroll midway down the page... IF you want to see a photo of one of the mouths they fixed on the show. It is only a before picture. And, you have been warned.

Just because, here's a funny poem/song. Best enjoyed to the tune of Jingle Bells!

English Teeth, English Teeth!
Shining in the sun
A part of British heritage
Aye, each and every one.
English Teeth, Happy Teeth!
Always having fun
Clamping down on bits of fish
And sausages half done.
English Teeth! HEROES' Teeth!
Hear them click! and clack!
Let's sing a song of praise to them -
Three Cheers for the Brown Grey and Black!

Monday, June 23, 2008

Do you smell that?

The first thing I noticed this morning when I woke up was, wow our house smells awful! So, I sniff around a little trying to figure out what it is. Nothing. It is starting to annoy me because the odor is horrible. The first thing I think of is some of us had bean burritos yesterday and some of us had baked beans at a barbecue. I make a mental note to add Bean-O to my grocery list. Hopefully I am not the only person this has happened to. I walk frantically around the house, investigating, sniffing. I am sure I looked like an idiot. But, I take pride in my house smelling good. I have plug ins and wallflowers everywhere. Not to mention all of my Bath and Body Works oil burners and room sprays. Anyway, I check the toilets, and they're all flushed! Miracle. I sniff the kids rooms, under the kitchen sink, the dishrag in the kitchen sink, the frig. Nada. I did discover some old pork chops, but they had no odor. Ziplock bags really do keep things fresh! I chunk them out and head to the pantry. Hah, I found it. A bag of sprouty potatoes. Funny, the pantry doesn't smell. But I am convinced it's the bag of sprouty spuds. So, I pinch the top of the bag with two fingers and my nose with the other hand and I run outside to the trash cans. Whew! Crisis averted! I definitely wasn't expecting the smell that hit me in the face when I came back in. Think of a giant wall of poo and you are running into it at full speed. I was nearly knocked out. So, I gag my way to the laundry room for some Lysol wipes so I can scrub the pantry shelf down and hopefully bring some floral goodness back to my house. Well, if I thought the giant poo wall was bad, nothing compares to the Poo Demon that is lingering in the laundry facilities. OMG! I almost lost the breakfast I hadn't had a chance to eat yet! Then I have a flashback to a conversation Jon and I had after I got home from church yesterday.

Me: "Hey Jon, why is there a kitchen chair on the porch?"
Jon: "Because Hunter spilled a giant bowl of cereal PLUS milk all over it and we took it outside to clean it off."

So, the moral of this story is: If you spill milk and use a BATH TOWEL to clean it up, immediately put BATH TOWEL into the washer along with soap and wash it.

Milk + towel + humid laundry room located in Texas = one nasty odor

Drumroll please...

We have a winner...


Congrats!! I had soo much fun doing this! If you didn't win, don't fret, cause I am seriously considering doing a giveaway each month!! Thanks for entering! Check back in late July for another fun giveaway!

Wednesday, June 18, 2008

Summer Giveaway

In honor of Summer and because I am a copycat... I am doing a giveaway! Even if you live outside of Texas, you happen upon this post by some funky Google search, you stalk my blog and never comment, or you have never met me in your life, you are eligible... IF YOU LEAVE YOUR NAME UNDER COMMENTS! I will do the drawing on Sunday night. You can leave your name under comments ONCE. Your one name/comment equals two entries. Everyone who comments their name gets TWO entries and two entries ONLY! Husbands can enter for wives, siblings of fellow bloggers can enter, Oprah can enter, Johnny Depp please enter! I'll deliver it in person! Now, here is what's up for grabs:
Poparazzi Shower Gel, Big Splash Cooling Body Spritzer, and Skinsational Cooling Body Souffle all in Cool Melon. Thanks Bath and Body Works for your BIG sale!

No cheating. I have my eyes on you! And most importantly: GOOD LUCK!

As soon as I drag my butt out of bed Monday morning I will announce the winner and drop it in the mail Tuesday. If you are the lucky winner you should be smelling good and feeling soft and smooth by the weekend!!
Also, please check back often. Because if you are someone I don't know it would be helpful if I could get your info so I can hand deliver (Mr.Depp) your prize or mail it to you. I will not sale or repost your info ;)

** contest runs til midnight on Sunday **

Tuesday, June 17, 2008


I ever get all of my laundry done it will be a miracle

I was a better cook, we would eat out less

I could stick to a budget the world might screech to a halt

I could have any car it would be a pink Karmann Ghia

I had patience and time I would love to learn French

I hadn't become a mom, I might have become an interior designer

I win the lottery I am buying a bigger house

I could get to bed before 12 and wake up before 9, Jon might faint

I ever lose weight, I am gonna prance everyday

I ever give up Coke, the company might go bankrupt

I could go on vacation anywhere, I'd choose here

I lose weight AND win the lottery, I would like a shopping spree

I ever have long hair again, I would be very happy

I could watch any movie over and over again it would be Playing by Heart

I had my way, I would re-decorate

I arrange our money just so, we are going to Utah in July!

I could get the dogs to stop eating everything, that would be great

I could have one more baby, I would get my tubes tied

I knew then what I know now...

I ever have the courage to get bunion surgery, I am so buying a pair of Christian Loboutins

Monday, June 16, 2008

Jon's new address:

13 Dog House Lane. Also known as: On My List....

Why you ask?

I was under the impression that my husband and children would accompany me to church on a lovely Father's Day afternoon. Well, surprise surprise I went alone. Jon had Nascar to watch and 1.5 acres to mow, as the grass was grazing our knee caps. I was also under the impression that we would all go out for a nice dinner or cook out on the grill here. We were to make this happen after church. After which we would head to my parent's house to see my dad and give him his gift. It was discussed. It wasn't set in stone, we didn't know what we were eating or anything. But, it was supposed to happen that way. I get on the phone after church and call home to see where to meet or did he want to grill out? Chandler answered the phone. And here's our conversation. Give or take a few choice words:

Me: "hey Chan, where's Dad?"
Chan: "at the track racing."
Me: "ha ha, very funny. Seriously get him on the phone."
Chan: "I am serious, he is racing at Cowtown."
Me: "You have got to be freakin' kidding me. Where's Hayden? Where are the other kids?"
Chan: "Hunter is with Dad, and Hayden and Chloe are watching TV."
Me: "You're babysitting? Seriously?"
Chan: "Yep. We were swimming and Dad left."
Me: "Dad left you in charge and when he left y'all were in the pool?" "Chan, you never, ever babysit. Someone could have gotten hurt or drowned or something. What would you have done? You don't know CPR. Seriously y'all were swimming? Am I being Punk'd?"
Chan: "No, he left about 10 minutes after you did and said we HAD to stay in the backyard, the pool, or inside. No front yard"
Me: "Ok, I am pissed, I'll be home in 10 minutes."

I immediately called Jon and ripped him a new one. I also drove about 70 mph all the way home. And, I kid you not, when I pulled onto our street, Chloe and Hayden were walking down the street alone AND barefooted to the neighbor's house to play. Plus, my front door was WIDE open!

So, here are my "issues"...
How did me telling Jon that I saw Shawna, the lady who runs the local BMX track at Target turn into it's ok to skip church with me and race? I told him she was gonna do hot dogs and special racing on Father's Day. He never said a single word about going. I wouldn't have cared. It was his day. I would have made the kids get ready and go with me, so he and Hunter could hang at the track.

I found it odd that he abruptly stopped mowing in the middle of the yard. He came in and helped me into my dress, offering to tie the sash. Just being sweet I thought. I said I was in a hurry and I would call him when church was over.

We have NEVER let Chandler babysit. Some kids have the knack, he doesn't. Not his fault. Boys turn into men. Men don't have the same instinct and paranoia as moms. Not sure why he was initiated today?! Yes, he is 16, but Chan ain't the sharpest knife in the drawer when it comes to some things. Guitar, algebra, and spelling bees, yes he's a flippin' genius. Babysitting, no.

And, please tell me why it would ever be ok to leave a virgin babysitter, alone with his 6 year old brother, his 10 year old sister, his 12 year old half-brother, and his 16 year old best friend? While they were swimming??? Ever hear of a little thing called drowning? Someone hitting their head during a dive gone wrong? Swallowing water? Choking? Fires? The list goes on and on... And, the kicker: stay in the back yard, the pool, or the house? Say what?
So, I would love some feedback. Am I weird? Am I being a brat? Overeacting? And, Jon if you drove faster, you would have beat me home. I would have NEVER known.

Band of Brothers

Through all of my recent paternity and child support drama, one thing has been very important to me. That Chandler meet his half-brother. And, on Saturday it happened. We had the privilege of meeting Chandler's half brother Grayson and his mom Tanisha. Wow! I never thought in a million years that day would come. I had heard rumors that Chan possibly had a half brother, and I am pretty sure they had been wondering the same thing about us. So funny how I found them: when we went to court, bio-dad had presented some papers proving he couldn't possibly afford any more child support and had left Tanisha and Grayson's first and last names on them. So, I immediately came home, logged into MySpace and put both names into a search and Voila! There they were. I emailed her and said that I thought we had kids by the same man. She called me almost instantly. Crazy but true story: she used to work at On the Border back in the nineties with my sister Kelli's old boyfriend. She had actually had a conversation with him about kids and baby names. They started talking about the name Chandler. She mentioned that bio-dad might have a son with that same name. Imagine the shock when they discovered that a photo that bio-dad had matched the one that Kelli's boyfriend had seen at our house. When he told me that I was stunned and in total disbelief. Well, life was busy for everyone involved and they both quit OTB, so nothing else came of it until that lovely day in court 3 weeks ago. I mean that is like something out of a soap opera or something! I wish that I had known how to contact her all those years ago. Man, you gotta love MySpace! Anyway, Tanisha and I have been emailing, texting, and chatting on the phone for the last several weeks. Our schedules finally allowed us all to get together at Putt Putt yesterday. At first the boys seemed kinda shy and nervous and as the evening wore on they got along pretty well. Grayson is almost 13 but seems much older. He is a sweet and funny kid. He seems a little shy, but as he and Chan hang out more I am sure that he will open up. He stayed the night last night and saw our nutty family in all our glory. Poor kid, I hope we didn't scare him off. They were so cute playing guitar together (a skill they inherited from bio-dad) and just hanging out. I am so glad they finally met and I hope they develop a lifelong friendship. I wish their bio-dad knew what cool kids they both are. He has definitely missed out on getting to know two amazing boys. Maybe someday he'll realize...

Grayson and Chandler

P.S. In case you were wondering, Tanisha and I get along great. Which makes this whole crazy story that much more interesting. Bio-dad would die if he knew...

Thursday, June 12, 2008

A Medieval Good Time

Every Summer we try and do one fun family activity every week. It can be cheap or pricey, depending on our pocketbook. Tomorrow we are due to receive our government stimulus check, so we splurged on a trip to Medieval Times. Our whole family has been before, except for Hayden and Chloe. We had such a good time. I highly recommend it, especially if you're kids are older. The Torture Museum that is inside there was cool. If you are super hungry, the food is pretty good. You get: vegetable soup, garlic bread, roasted chicken, a barbecue rib, roasted potato, an apple turnover, and Pepsi. You can't be shy about eating with your fingers, and salt and pepper are a must. Hayden did better than I thought with the roasted chicken. Chloe however, did not. She requested gravy. They don't have forks, did she really think they had gravy? I took several photos before hand, and some of the "knights" and horses. Then, I started to eat greasy food with my bare hands. I didn't really want that funk on our camera. And, worth noting: we saw not one but two people we knew there. First we saw Kristal, she used to be Chloe's gymnastics coach when she was 5. Then we saw a guy named Jason Egbert, who is a pro BMX-er. Funny thing was, he worked there as a pooper scooper for the horses? Needless to say, I am glad the boys have fun racing but am not sure it's quite as lucrative as we were hoping.

Chloe, Hunter, and Hayden waiting for the show to start

Chan watching the pre-show

me, Bertha, and Miss Chloe

me and Mister Hayden

Chloe and Hayden sword fighting

me, Bertha, Martha, and the Chan-man

the fam

Jon being abused

our yellow Knight

The Royal Court

Hunter, letting one rip (a fart that is)

Me, realizing Hunter farted

P.S. After seeing my "large bosoms" in these photos I have affectionately named them Bertha and Martha. They really do take up alot of camera space...

Wednesday, June 11, 2008

Hungry Lil' Puppies

Life with two puppies is fun. Life with two puppies is messy. Life with two puppies keeps you on your toes. When you have two puppies you can't leave anything out that they can reach or eat. This is what two puppies can eat in one week in addition to ten pounds of Iam's Smart Puppy:

Chloe's CTR ring (this one has me super sad, it just happened at 9:20 pm, several hours after the original post)
3 tubes of sunscreen
2 dog beds
4 stuffed animals
1 flashlight
1 water sprayer
1 Coke can
2 footballs
2 Mexican fan palm trees (ok, just the bark)
1 pair of bikini bottoms
1 pair of swim trunks
2 pairs of swim goggles
1 decorative foot bridge
3 beach towels
1 dog food scooper
1 pair of underwear (don't ask)
and last but not least:
each other...

Sunday, June 8, 2008

On being sick

The last 4 days have been so blah. I never imagined a low grade fever on Thursday morning would drag on and turn into a sinus/ear infection/sore throat. And, that the meds I was prescribed would make it impossible to hold food down. The sinus pressure, dizziness, headaches, and dry heaves have been no picnic either. I have been on the couch or in bed forever. My only comfort has been from taking long baths or sleeping. Daydreaming I was at the Cure concert with my sister Kelli helped a little. Until I woke up and realized she was really there and I was not. It's funny how it seems as if the entire world is passing you by when you are ill. Not fun. I always swear to my sick self that as soon as I get better I'll never be lazy again. I imagine myself healed and once I am healed I cook amazing dinners every night, the house and laundry are never behind, I find time for exercise, my hair and makeup are always perfect. Alas, those things probably won't happen. But, anything is better than being sick. I am so thankful that aside from constant tummy problems, I am fairly healthy. I am not sure I could handle more than the occasional illness. I have slept so much the last several days. The thought of going to bed each night when my family does, drives me insane. Being in bed so much is not normal. Bedtime comes too soon. I have been able to watch some good movies from when I was a kid: What's Eating Gilbert Grape? and Stand by Me. I highly recommend both. And, who knew roasted turkey, mashed potatoes, and Sprite from Boston Market could taste gourmet?

Thursday, June 5, 2008

Take 2 of these and call me in the morning

I am not exactly sure what is wrong with me but it sucks. I have the worst headache ever and my fever keeps climbing. So weird how fevers rise at night. I am not as weak, thankfully. I have to tell you though I have a new best friend: Vicodin. It's amazing what 2 Vicodin, a warm bath, and a new magazine will do when you are sick. It's almost blissful... almost.

Summer Fever

Last night was probably one of the most unpleasant nights I have experienced in a long while. I couldn't get warm, I couldn't cool off. I kept thinking it was the goose down throw we have on our bed. Then I thought it was the fan on FULL BLAST, thanks Jon. I was so shivery. I got up at 5 to go potty and knew the minute I stood up that I had a fever. Yuck! My legs and arms are weak. I have one of those awful fever headaches. I don't really feel bad anywhere else. I just have no energy at all, and no pain killer can dull my headache. My fever was 101.6 and then went down to 100.3, thankfully now it's gone. But, the other ickiness remains. I had to miss Hayden's water day party, and we are supposed to meet Chan's half brother tonight. I really hope I can get well soon... What a great start to Summer Break!

Wednesday, June 4, 2008

WTF ! ? !

Today I worked up the courage to speak to Chandler's "bio-dad". We were at the beginning of what I was hoping would be a decent conversation about life, the past week's events, etc. when my other line rings. I look at the caller i.d. see that it says the high school is calling and decide they can leave a message. I figured it was Chandler's chemistry teacher calling. He was in danger of failing her class because of a few important papers he didn't get turned in because he was having surgery. She had already emailed me the good news that he had passed, so I thought maybe she wanted to make sure I knew. Not two seconds later my cell phone rings, and I am thinking she must be super proud he passed and really needs to make sure I know it. So, with my cordless in one hand and my cell in the other, I answer the phone with: "hi, Mrs. So and So, I got your email, that's great news. I am on a super important phone call, can I get back to you?" And this is what was screamed in my ear: "NO, THIS IS NOT MRS. SO AND SO. THIS IS MS. ALLEN. YOU NEED TO COME GET YOUR SON IMMEDIATELY. HE HAS BEEN SUSPENDED FOR THE REMAINDER OF THE YEAR. HE NEEDS TO LEAVE CAMPUS IMMEDIATELY. HE CAUSED AN UPROAR IN THE CAFETERIA. HE CAN COME NEXT WEEK TO TAKE HIS FINAL EXAMS!" And, I was like umm okay... WTF was that?
So, I try and end the call with "bio-dad" as quick as humanly possible, and get dressed so I can go pick up my juvenile-never been in trouble- before delinquent. When I get there he walks out the doors to greet me, and he knows I am pissed. I storm in there to talk to her or anyone of authority and of course they are too busy, but I can call them later if I want to. Excuse me? So, I calmly grab Chan and we head to get Hayden. So, here's what happened: There was a fist fight in one corner of the cafeteria. In the opposite corner there sits Chan and his friends. You've seen photos. They bring brown bag lunches, play guitar, and they all wear glasses. Kids whose idea of fun is to spin on the Merry-go-Round til they barf. Hardly dangerous children. They are goofing off, having fun, playing with their empty soda bottles. Just being kids who are fixing to be set free for 3 whole months. Rock on! Well, MS. ALLEN sees them acting goofy and sees Chan squeeze his empty Mountain Dew bottle til the lid pops off and shoots up in the air. She loses it. She orders him out of his seat straight to the office. They proceed to walk to the office where she tells him he could have started a bigger fight, where he could have caused chaos, where he could be charged with disorderly conduct, and where she could have had him fined by the cops to the tune of $500. And, my personal fave, she said he could have "incited a riot." Is she f*c$!^g kidding me? He was stunned, as am I. That woman was pissed! I haven't been yelled at like that in years. Poor Chan, he really isn't a bad kid. However, she may have yelled at me like that because my darling son told her she was ridiculous and laughed the whole way to the office. So, Chan is starting Summer break early. And, Jon and I will be talking with MS. ALLEN tomorrow morning. Oh boy!

Tuesday, June 3, 2008

BMX weekend

This weekend we headed to Leander to watch the boys race. First we visited Amy and Jesse long enough to eat some good Mexican food, chit chat, sleep, and ogle Amy's baby bump. Oh yeah, I was also molested by their dog Jack. He pretty much stared me down, put his paws on my breasts, and licked me... in my mouth. Dude, he moves faster than I am used to. Anyway, after about 12 hours at their house we headed to the track. Where we sweated, complained, watched the races, and had burgers for breakfast. It was alot of fun. But, so hot and dusty. We were coated in grime. I pretty much stayed under the awning and drank cold drinks. I would haul up out of my seat long enough to watch my family race and then I would head back to the shade. We had fun, it just went by so fast. Except the drive home. We were starving and for some reason couldn't agree on a place to eat until we were 10 minutes from home. Then we had old reliable: Chili's. Oh boy! And, even after about 5 applications of sunscreen we are all burnt to a crisp. Made for a fun Monday let me tell you... here are a few photos of our family, minus Jon and minus trophy shots. Hunter placed 4th and Hayden placed 3rd. They are trying to earn points to qualify to race in the ROC (Race of Champions) at Grands in November.

P.S. Also missing is Chan who opted to stay with a friend. I may have to have a photo shoot of just him...

Hunter looking annoyed and hot


Chloe and my foot. Doesn't she looked thrilled?

Me and Justin, our repair man and roadie

Chloe, pretty girl!

Hayden in a wife beater!

Can I smack him now? So cute!



Baby Shower

On Saturday I was lucky enough to get to hang out with a bunch of cool chicks and a couple of sweet little boys. Cristina, a close friend of the family had her little boy Ethan Paul on May 24th. I love showers when baby has already arrived. So fun! I was so glad to be able to see Cristina and her mom and sister. They are amazing people. Although I was only able to stay awhile, it was still fun. Hayden and Chloe were more than ready to leave. They were cranky. Don't they know how fun showers can be? Thanks Grace for the pictures! I can't wait to see y'all again.

me and baby Ethan. I need one of these!
me and Chloe

me and Cris, the baby mama

me, Grace, and Chloe

Me and Kelli

Hayden bored!

Chloe and her Aunt Kelli

Monday, June 2, 2008

Please Please Tell Me Now!


is toothpaste so flippin' hard to clean off the sink? That stuff gets hard quick!

your blankets feel like they weigh 500 pounds when you are half asleep and trying to get covered up and comfortable again?

my house gets dusty 2 hours after I dust?

boys can't make it into that giant bowlful of water when they pee?

I sneeze every time I put on mascara?

someone spills something on the floor within 1 hour of me mopping?

the groceries fit in the cart when you shop, but the moment they are bagged and paid for you need another cart to get them to your car?

me and Jon can eat the same thing and only I gain weight?

is it easier to hear when you close your eyes? Or easier to see something when you tell everyone to be quiet?

does one kleenex turn into 1 million fairy sized kleenexes when you accidentally put them in the washer and dryer?

and the top two why's of all time.... why won't men ask for directions and why do people think it's ok to stop by un-announced? Feel free to leave your why's under comments. I'm sure there are many more.... I just don't have time to post them all. Someone needs to wash the kleenex around here.