High of the day:
Going to Dodge Ridge with my family and
being a lodge bunny with my mom and little sisters
Low of the day:
The ride up
(Who knew toddlers could get car sick?!)
Wednesday, February 2, 2011
Time for someone to expand their vocabulary....
I'm already not a fan of Justin Bieber, but after seeing this video, I like really don't like him. (Haha...get it?)
The Miracle of life version 2
I love all of the filming in this video!! It's beyond amazing. I think I've watched it nightly since coming across it on youtubes. It gives me happy dreams at night. The only thing that I don't like about this video, is the incredibly creepy baby at the end swimming across the screen...in fact it's so creepy to me, that I won't even watch that part anymore. And I also dislike the beginning. It's kind of funny, but I HATE (with a capital H) seeing pictures in pregnancy books or watching videos about what takes place inside the woman after conception occurs. Yuck. Yuck. Yuck! It's disgusting and weird to me. Obviously it's amazing and it's God's design, which is great! I love knowing that it...well, works...I just don't want to see how it works, if that makes sense. It gives me the heeby jeebies!
So anyways, if you skip a little bit into the video, to where the baby is about 8 weeks old, from there on out it's pretty awesome and amazing! Oh, and skip the ending too (the swimming baby). That's just as eekie as the beginning parts.
So anyways, if you skip a little bit into the video, to where the baby is about 8 weeks old, from there on out it's pretty awesome and amazing! Oh, and skip the ending too (the swimming baby). That's just as eekie as the beginning parts.
Tuesday, February 1, 2011
Highs and Lows
High of the day:
Jeff giving me another wonderful back massage :-)
(I could get used to a daily back massage...very easily!)
Low of the day:
Finding out that Rite Aid's ice cream counter has a closing time :'-(
homemade bath goodies
The purpose of this post, is for me to spend a few minutes bragging on my mom's amazing bath kit making skills.
For Christmas this year, one of the gifts all of us girls got was a basket full of homemade bath goodies. In these baskets is a jar of bath salts, two bars of soap (peppermint and lavender), peppermint foot scrub, body butter (in my case I got belly butter) and healing salve (a really heavy duty lotion).
The belly butter is "Clementine Cupcake" scented and it's like torture to use! It seriously smells like a cupcake...I want to eat it every time I use it!
I love peppermint foot scrub, but am having a love/hate relationship with this batch. For some reason, I keep forgetting: use the foot scrub first THEN shave. :-(
For Christmas this year, one of the gifts all of us girls got was a basket full of homemade bath goodies. In these baskets is a jar of bath salts, two bars of soap (peppermint and lavender), peppermint foot scrub, body butter (in my case I got belly butter) and healing salve (a really heavy duty lotion).
The belly butter is "Clementine Cupcake" scented and it's like torture to use! It seriously smells like a cupcake...I want to eat it every time I use it!I love peppermint foot scrub, but am having a love/hate relationship with this batch. For some reason, I keep forgetting: use the foot scrub first THEN shave. :-(
The bars of soap are not only beautiful to look at, but sooo fun to use! For instance, the peppermint bar has jojoba beads in it. Jojoba beads are awesome for exfoliating, and feel super good rubbed on my feet or my arms. (plus with peppermint, you get out of the tub feeling all tingly and clean!) The peppermint bar is made out of a goat's milk base, so it's very moisturizing. You can't really tell from the photo, but the lavender bar of soap has a layer of lavender seeds in it. (One side is the cute hearts, the other side is the seeds) The lavender bar is made with a olive oil base, which is easy on the skin and very moisturizing. The hearts and the seeds are good "massagers" and exfoliates. The lavender bar is relaxing.
Today's acomplishments
Today was a beautiful way to start the month of February off!! The sun was shining, and it was nice and warm. I've been wanting to pull the weeds in my front yard for weeks now, but the dreary fog has kept me from leaving the comforting warmth of my house. Today however, the beautiful sunshine was just begging for me to go outside and soak it in.
Jeff and I decided to take advantage of the glorious weather. While Jeff gave Maycie a bath, I started pulling the weeds. (Notice I said "started?" I promised I was going to help, but after about 20 minutes I was pooped! I ended up just laying on the grass soaking in the beautiful sunrays while Jeff pulled weeds for me. Isn't he so sweet?!)
This is a before picture:
And this is the after picture:
After we were done outside, I was feeling especially good--having spent two hours lying on the earth soaking in it's delightful minerals and bathing in vitamin D--that I decided to clean our bathroom. Notice I'm not posting pictures of the bathroom? That's because I don't want to admit what kind of state it was in before I cleaned it. :-/ Let's just say...it was bad.
Cleaning the bathroom was a bad idea. Yuck. Yuck. Yuck. I've known this fact forever, since I have 3 brothers, but since I've been married and been cleaning our bathroom myself (not sharing the job with other siblings) I've become even more aware of the fact:
Boys are disgusting.
It's as simple as that. They are nasty little creatures.
I'm not going to detail why, as I'm sure any ladies with brothers, mom's of boys or wives can guess most of the reasons they are so nasty.
But I will say this: Jeff is now on bathroom duty for the rest of his life. And I'm training my little boys to sit when they pee.
P.S. this outburst may have something to do with pregnancy, I don't remember getting so fussy cleaning the bathroom before I was pregnant. Somehow, once you see those two little pink lines and these wonderful pregnancy hormones kick in, much of life that didn't use to bug you, now annoys the snot out of you. It'll never make much sense to me how that works...
Jeff and I decided to take advantage of the glorious weather. While Jeff gave Maycie a bath, I started pulling the weeds. (Notice I said "started?" I promised I was going to help, but after about 20 minutes I was pooped! I ended up just laying on the grass soaking in the beautiful sunrays while Jeff pulled weeds for me. Isn't he so sweet?!)
This is a before picture:
(this is what the whole strip looked like--as you can tell from the above photo!)
And this is the after picture: (I forgot to take an after picture of the whole flower bed, but this picture should be enough to tell it's a big difference!)
After we were done outside, I was feeling especially good--having spent two hours lying on the earth soaking in it's delightful minerals and bathing in vitamin D--that I decided to clean our bathroom. Notice I'm not posting pictures of the bathroom? That's because I don't want to admit what kind of state it was in before I cleaned it. :-/ Let's just say...it was bad.
Cleaning the bathroom was a bad idea. Yuck. Yuck. Yuck. I've known this fact forever, since I have 3 brothers, but since I've been married and been cleaning our bathroom myself (not sharing the job with other siblings) I've become even more aware of the fact:
Boys are disgusting.
It's as simple as that. They are nasty little creatures.
I'm not going to detail why, as I'm sure any ladies with brothers, mom's of boys or wives can guess most of the reasons they are so nasty.
But I will say this: Jeff is now on bathroom duty for the rest of his life. And I'm training my little boys to sit when they pee.
P.S. this outburst may have something to do with pregnancy, I don't remember getting so fussy cleaning the bathroom before I was pregnant. Somehow, once you see those two little pink lines and these wonderful pregnancy hormones kick in, much of life that didn't use to bug you, now annoys the snot out of you. It'll never make much sense to me how that works...
It's February!!!
It's February!!! The month of looovvveee! This year, I want to decorate my house for Valentine's day! I've always loved valentine's day :) But for some reason, I'm in a festive mood this year. I want my house to sparkle with pink hearts from the top of the ceiling down to the floors! Here are some ideas I found online. Now we'll just have to see how crafty I get in making these pictures come to life in my own little home...
Kitchen Bell
I've been on the hunt for a loooonnng time for a bell for a small 6 inch wide wall in my kitchen. Ever since we've been living here, this little wall has been screaming for a dinner bell to be hung on it. I decided today to sit down and actually devote myself to finding the poor little wall a bell-mate.
These are the ones that I like. I will post a picture of the one that I end up deciding on, as soon as it arrives and is mounted on the lonely little wall.
These are the ones that I like. I will post a picture of the one that I end up deciding on, as soon as it arrives and is mounted on the lonely little wall.
The key to successful marriage:
The most successful way for successful marriage to happen,
is for God to be the author of it from the beginning.
~~~~~
A tribute to my 1st pair of converse
I got my first pair of Chuck Taylor Converse when I was 15. I really wanted high tops, but I wanted a "girlie" pair, which is hard to find. I looked around for a long time before I finally found the "perfect pair." I found them at Mervyn's and much to my joy they were on sale!
I wore those suckers day and night for the first 3 months of owning them. I didn't even take them off for bedtime--no joke--I only took them off to bathe. And once I got out of the tub, right back on they went. I even wore them with long denim skirts to church!
I took care of those shoes like they were my babies. Every night I would spray them down with Goo-Gone and carefully wipe away and traces of mud, dirt or other nastiness. They looked brand new 24/7. Those poor things even endured the washing machine at least 3 times a week.
My family teased me constantly that they were my "idols." Of course, at the time, I denied it. But looking back on it now, they most certainly were my idols! At night, when I would take them off for a bath, they would sit next to the tub, just so I could watch them and make sure my family didn't sneak off with them...which they loved to do!
I'm not sure what eventually ended that craze, but I'm so glad I got over it. Since then, I've expanded my horizons and now have a collection of nearly every basic color and a few special colors as well, but those converse were and will always be my favorite.
I was reminded of them today, as I was digging through my shoe box. I pulled one out, and it was like two old lovers being reunited. A heavenly moment, really.
I wore them today and every time I looked down at my feet, I felt little bubbles of love inside my heart, towards these converse.
So...to show my dedication and love to these old faithful shoes, I decided to dedicate a whole blog post to them.
(I assure you all that I will not be sleeping with them on tonight, nor did I spray them down with goo-gone and I'm not even going to waste laundry soap or water on them to wash them! In fact, right now, my feet are as free as birds and my lovely old converse are back in my shoe box...where they will sit and dream about my feet until tomorrow, when we are once again reunited.)
I would also like to state: I didn't even take my own pictures of them!! I found these online, just to give you an idea of what these converse look like.
They are all brown with a light pink tongue and stripe down the back.
Even the lining is a girlie light pink. :)
Ahhh, I just love these shoes! I plan on never getting rid of them. I will be the annoying person who proudly wears duct tapes on their converse, just because they love them too much to throw away. Thankfully, my duct tape days are quiet a ways off. ...These shoes get primo care, unlike other people's converse!
I wore those suckers day and night for the first 3 months of owning them. I didn't even take them off for bedtime--no joke--I only took them off to bathe. And once I got out of the tub, right back on they went. I even wore them with long denim skirts to church!
I took care of those shoes like they were my babies. Every night I would spray them down with Goo-Gone and carefully wipe away and traces of mud, dirt or other nastiness. They looked brand new 24/7. Those poor things even endured the washing machine at least 3 times a week.
My family teased me constantly that they were my "idols." Of course, at the time, I denied it. But looking back on it now, they most certainly were my idols! At night, when I would take them off for a bath, they would sit next to the tub, just so I could watch them and make sure my family didn't sneak off with them...which they loved to do!
I'm not sure what eventually ended that craze, but I'm so glad I got over it. Since then, I've expanded my horizons and now have a collection of nearly every basic color and a few special colors as well, but those converse were and will always be my favorite.
I was reminded of them today, as I was digging through my shoe box. I pulled one out, and it was like two old lovers being reunited. A heavenly moment, really.
I wore them today and every time I looked down at my feet, I felt little bubbles of love inside my heart, towards these converse.
So...to show my dedication and love to these old faithful shoes, I decided to dedicate a whole blog post to them.
(I assure you all that I will not be sleeping with them on tonight, nor did I spray them down with goo-gone and I'm not even going to waste laundry soap or water on them to wash them! In fact, right now, my feet are as free as birds and my lovely old converse are back in my shoe box...where they will sit and dream about my feet until tomorrow, when we are once again reunited.)
I would also like to state: I didn't even take my own pictures of them!! I found these online, just to give you an idea of what these converse look like.
They are all brown with a light pink tongue and stripe down the back.
Even the lining is a girlie light pink. :)
Ahhh, I just love these shoes! I plan on never getting rid of them. I will be the annoying person who proudly wears duct tapes on their converse, just because they love them too much to throw away. Thankfully, my duct tape days are quiet a ways off. ...These shoes get primo care, unlike other people's converse!
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