just an ordinary girl

Ok, so this is gonna be "deep" and I guess I probably sound down, but I'm not. I am just curious- what is extraordinary and is it ok just to be ordinary? And, the reason I ask is because I guess I'm too down on myself for not being Superwoman. And, alot of it stems from reading other people's blogs and looking at Facebook. I know you know what I mean. There are some people who just seem too perfect. I guess I should clarify that when I say people I mean other chicks. It's just too easy to log onto the computer in a great mood and start blog hopping or glancing at profiles of old friends on Facebook and before you know it you feel ick about yourself. There's the girl with half a dozen kids who is still a size 4 and gorgeous. Or the one who has been to every vacation spot on the planet. Then there's the crafty one who could practically fashion an entire house AND fabulous wardrobe out of scrapbook paper and glitter. Let's not forget about the one with the amazing camera who takes perfect shots of everything from leaves to her gorgeous kids. Or the rich one or the gorgeous one or the one with a perfect house who has time for everything you don't. Then there's the Rachael Ray who makes everything from scratch and it's healthy. There are times when I feel like my life would be so wonderful if I could be one of those Superchicks. But, I would never want someone to be jealous or down because of me. I have long had a problem with envy or the grass is always greener syndrome. I mean I am what I would call ordinary. I really love most aspects of my ordinary life and my (extraordinary to me) kids and my husband. I just wish I could be content with who I am and not constantly think if I was like so and so life would be perfect. I really need to locate my self esteem I guess, and getting off this hormonal roller coaster might help...

The week in review

This week has been nutty... I seriously never thought it would end. There's been good moments and bad moments, but I'm just ready for some lazy moments. Anyway- let's just say AMEN to the three day weekend. And, for your reading pleasure here's my highs and lows for the week:

The Highs-

Chandler got a 96 on TAKS History and a 90 on TAKS Math, yeehaw!

Hayden learned to cook scrambled eggs in his very own special skillet

Two surprising upsets on TV. Both American Idol and Dancing with the Stars were won by two wholesome kids and I couldn't be more pleased. Maybe I'm not as tolerant as I thought but I didn't want the favorite on either show to win...

I discovered a new store: World Market and all I can say is WOW!

I got the big boys Nautica quilts for half off, score!

Hunter actually swam in the pool with his family instead of having his face buried in his I-pod or the X-box

We were able to enjoy a home cooked meal at the table with all family members present four nights in a row, which is a record

Chandler finished driver's ed, now just lots of driving practice remains

Chloe got her first 1st place finish in BMX, go sister!

and now,

The Lows-

one of our fish died, during family dinner no less

our septic is giving us fits again to the tune of $700, ouch

Chloe got kicked off the bus for the remainder of the school year. Apparently it's fun to unscrew bus seats and remove their leather covers. Not to mention seat hopping and throwing paper wads.... all which was captured on the bus-cam

both Chloe and Hayden have grown out of or ripped several items of their dress code clothing. Seriously, there's only four days of school left! Ugghh! They may be wearing the same thing the remainder of the year

I am the victim of a bad cut AND a bad color. To sum it up: I look like an Irish Setter mated with a Chocolate Lab and had some butt ugly mutt puppies which were then groomed by a 3 year old... help me. I am seriously embarrassed to go in public.

The End, I hope... So far the good outweighs the bad but it's only Friday. There's always tomorrow.

For Sale: one room at a time...

For those of you that have been to my house or if you've read the blog for awhile you know that I have a "media room". Essentially we turned our garage into a media room/man cave/hang out spot decorated in blacks, reds, purples, and various theater decor. Well, because I am not rich and my house more than likely won't get the $$ I need for it we are doing a major re-decorating/room swap. The first transformation is that we are changing the "media room" into a teenage boy's bedroom/ultimate hangout. Meaning Chandler and Hunter will be sharing a room for the first time in 5 years.... We essentially have no other option as we are busting out of this house already and baby boy will be here soon and he will be occupying Chan's room. So, I am completely changing everything in the man cave to accommodate the big boys. The new colors will be tans, creams, chocolate browns, denim blues, pale blues, plaid, etc. So, to make a long post short: I am selling everything that's not in those color schemes and that is theater related. To save me time and the frustration of ebay, craigslist, or a dreaded garage sale I am advertising on the blog. Right now I am selling the following:

tin signs (5 total, they all look like vintage lobby signs from a drive in)
painted wood sign (black with theatre painted in white)
a clock that looks like a movie reel
an area rug that is purple, blue, and black with popcorn, stars, and tickets
popcorn light switch plate
movie "clapboard"
1 fake Coke in a cup (this looks like a real soda)
1 bag of fake popped popcorn (real popcorn in resin)
black bistro table with two chairs
painted wood sign (brown with theater painted in cream letters)

*as of now that is all that I am selling but eventually I will be selling a black leather couch and MAYBE Jon's 65" flat screen. The last one may be a toughie...
If you are interested let me know. I would love to give this stuff away but I am funding most of the new stuff by selling the old, so serious offers only.

A post about childbirth

So, I am sure you've heard, I'm having a baby! And, because I'm having a baby I watch lots of shows on TLC like A Baby Story, Birth Day, Bringing Home Baby, etc. I can't help it, I've watched them for years even when I'm not expecting. I guess because I find them interesting and I have always wanted to be a Labor & Delivery or NICU nurse. Anyway... here's what I find odd: there are so many women who are in active labor (legs up to the sky and they are pushing) and they don't seem to care who is watching. We're talking dad, father in law, brother etc. Now, I don't mean to be judgmental to those of you who have done this but I just wonder why? More power to ya, but I am Miss Modesty. I don't care if I am toned, taut, tan, and a size 4- ain't nobody but my husband and sometimes my mom gonna see me in that position. I mean in all honesty my husband has not seen me naked in broad daylight in YEARS, and I am not even kidding. I have had my mom, Kelli, and Amy watch me give birth and even that was uncomfortable. But, I wanted them there. My dad, never! I'd like to think he believes the stork brings my babies, not to mention how they got there...
Anyway, when I had Hayden my mother-in-law showed up right as I was about to start seriously pushing and I was on a 30 minute time table. Meaning I had 30 minutes to get him out or my OB was threatening me with a C-section. (Honestly I think he wanted to go home.) And, I love my mother-in-law to death but I didn't want to push a baby out in front of her but I really really didn't wanted to be gutted to get my baby out so I reluctantly gave it my all and Hayden was born. So, my question to y'all is: how come some people can have a baby with their dad or brother watching? Am I weird?

You know you're pregnant when...

you plan your lunch while you are eating breakfast

your idea of a good time is a long nap

you sleep with the air conditioner AND two fans blowing on you

one of your favorite snacks is TUMS

you go through more toilet paper than a bra stuffin' 12 year old girl

you never miss dessert

a hot date is with the little Korean man at the pedicure place

your breasts need their own zip code

you cry at commercials

you wish your husband would stop trying to get frisky and just rub your back already

you can spend an entire hour feeling your baby kick

Lucky #13

So, today is our 13th anniversary, woo hoo! I can still remember the day we met like it was yesterday: he was the assistant manager and I was a pharmacy tech at the Eckerd's in Grand Prairie. It was a Saturday and I was working the 10am to 8pm shift as was he and it was a looong day. I had heard rumors that he thought I was pretty so on that day I made sure to look extra nice and it worked. He flirted with me every chance he got. Normally he would never be back in the pharmacy but on that particular day I don't think he ever left! He asked me for my number that night and we went on our first date the next day. We have been together ever since. Sure we have had rough patches here and there, some worse than others. But, I think we both know we are in it for keeps. Babe- Happy Anniversary, I love you! And, just because here are a few photos of us on our wedding day.

little old me before we did the deed (just a little FYI- I bought that dress at the mall at 9 o'clock pm the night before we got married. It wasn't until years later that we realized the hem was crooked! Crazy huh? Kelli and Amy have both worn it for different special occasions.)


Jon, hiding his nerves well


Mr. and Mrs. Myers doing our best old fashioned no smile wedding picture


cutting the cake


our little instant family, Chan was 4 and Hunter was 4 months, they have since learned to look at the camera


two more tidbits: I remember thinking I was sooo fat in my dress. I had just had a baby and was about 160 pounds, I would love to have that body today... And, a funny one: Jon fell asleep watching Sportscenter while I waited in a candlelit bubble bath on our wedding night.... and, not alot has changed. He can pretty much fall asleep in 30 seconds flat, 15 seconds if the tv's on!

A Mother's Day letter

My sweet little Hayden wrote me the cutest letter in school for Mother's Day. I have probably read it at least 20 times and each time I get tears in my eyes. I just wanted to share:

Dere Mom

I love you and you are my best mom ever and I want to be home becaus you are pretty
I like wene you take care of me and I love you so much and will allwas be ther for you and me so I hope you like this leter

Love, Hayden

Happy Mother's Day!

I just wanted to say Happy Mother's Day to my mom, sisters, and friends. I hope everyone had a great day! I had a pretty neat Mother's Day, celebrated over the entire weekend and it was pretty darn memorable. I think my hormonal ranting finally caught Jon's attention. So, for the first time in 14 years he went all out for me. He also wanted to be able to go to the big BMX race that was held today so he knew he better be on is best behavior. Friday I got 2 dozen roses and chocolates. Then, he took Saturday off and he and the kids actually served me breakfast (that he cooked) in bed! While I was eating they gave me my gift: several cards and a cute gift basket full of candy, my favorite soda, and bath products that he and the kids shopped for. I was pretty floored. And, he didn't stop there. He mowed the yard, washed clothes, swept, mopped, and vacuumed. I was stunned but very pleased. After all that he took me to dinner at H3 steakhouse down by the stockyards. Funny thing was, I thought we were going to dinner to celebrate our anniversary and that all the goodies were for both occasions, but he totally forgot about our anniversary which is Monday! I think he's off the hook...
Today was equally as nice as I went to church and lunch with my mom and afterwards took a great nap. When everyone arrived home from BMX we sat out on the patio while the kids swam and watched the sun go down. I really had a great weekend! It really put into perspective for me how blessed I am and what a sweet, beautiful, amazing family I have. With the everyday hustle and bustle, pregnancy hormones, teenage drama, etc. that we go through each day I think we lose touch from time to time. It was nice to be remembered and pampered. I just love my family so much! I am gonna miss them tomorrow when they are at school and work and I am here with the animals and the quiet. It will make them coming home at the end of the day all the more sweet.
Jon and kiddos- thanks for a great weekend! Love y'all!

Hormotional

I am not even sure where to start... but, I'll give it a try. Pregnancy doesn't really bother me physically, yes the nausea has been bad but I've had severe nausea since my appendix was removed, so I'm used to it. I don't get swollen feet or hands, I don't get backaches, I sleep fine, etc. However, it does affect my moods. Right now, I'm an emotional hormonal basket case. I get so moody, frustrated, bummed out, and pissed off it's pathetic. Everything bugs me. I can't seem to see the bright side of anything. I'm constantly sad. Which all sounds so ridiculous. I mean, HELLO- I am having a baby not getting evicted from my house. I wish I was more happy go lucky, but I don't know how to be. I have bawled so much the past week my eyes look like I've been in more than one bar fight. And, I am letting the silliest things bother me: the kids messy rooms, the dog barking for her food, the no sunshine, not being able to get into a bigger house before the baby, and on and on. And, my biggest gripe: I look like crap, there is no pregnancy glow. My skin is blotchy, I keep getting pimples, and I have major dark circles. I know, I sound like a big whiney butt. I am sorry, but I have to vent to someone and Jon's been at the receiving end one too many times and he's sick of it. So, that's why I haven't been blogging, I am just in one big bad mood. Thank goodness I am 22.5 weeks into it and only have 17.5 more to go, unless I'm lucky and deliver at my 38th week.... here's hoping! And, I just thought I'd throw this out there- I am not looking for sympathy. Just wanted to share. Hopefully I'm not the only one that gets this way while I'm pregnant... Anyway, thanks for listening!

How lazy can one woman be?

Well, the day started out decent enough, I actually woke up before 11. That's the beauty of having older kiddos- they can wake up, get dressed, and have breakfast almost digested before I know what day it is. I had so many plans today, kind of a pre-nesting if you will. I intended to wash and fold every ounce of dirty clothes in the house, I was gonna continue on my picture organization project, we were supposed to go to Home Depot as a family for flowers and pool furniture, not to mention pedicures for me and Chloe. But due to one nasty disagreement by text with my husband, I got like nothing done. Ok, so I watched 5 episodes of True Life on MTV, washed all the dirty clothes, played Jenga and Connect Four with the kids, worked on a 1,000 piece puzzle, and consumed my weight in Crunch~n~Munch. I also got the crap scared out of me by a mouse on our back porch and one heck of a nasty thunderstorm. Wow, I amaze myself... Not really, I didn't even make dinner. Thank you On the Border! Anyway- I am optimistic that tomorrow will be better. And, just because, I have a few pics to show you. I have been having a really hard time getting my computer to download pics and every now and then they all show up... freaky. So, I selected a few just for the heck of it. Happy Soggy Saturday!

A tree by my house that looks like Tyrannosaurus Rex


Hayden and a few of his classmates at this week's field trip


Pedro hanging out in the basket on my bike


Chloe, Reagan, Hayden, and Madison after they made mud pies


Chan, Julie, and Patrick on his 17th birthday (yes, he had a birthday as did Hunter and no I never blogged about it, but I will. Promise.)