Mindless Entertainment for a Grey Day

I saw this on the SBA blog ring and thought it was fun.

1. YOUR ROCK STAR NAME: (first pet and current street name)
Coia Spearsville

2. YOUR “FLY Guy/Girl” NAME: (first initial of first name, first three letters of your middle name)
J-All

3. YOUR DETECTIVE NAME: (favorite color, favorite animal)
Green Lion

4. YOUR SOAP OPERA NAME: (middle name, city where you were born)
Allisa Urbana

5. YOUR STAR WARS NAME: (the first 3 letters of your last name, first 2 letters of your first name, first 2 letters of father’s middle name)
Par-Ja-Er

6. SUPERHERO NAME: (”The”, your favorite color, favorite drink)
The green ameretto sour

7. NASCAR NAME: (the first name of both your grandfathers)
Jean Edward

8. FUTURISTIC NAME: ( the name of your favorite perfume/cologne and the name of your favorite kind of shoes)
Happy Clarks

9.WITNESS PROTECTION NAME: (mother & father’s middle name)
Anne Eric

Grab-a-Chef

My mom's family has several people that have traveled across the world. As a result, I've got some interesting knick-knacks, (or tchotchzkys as my family calls them but my husband thinks is the silliest word ever), around my house. So, as I was putting away some of my summer stuff and getting out fall stuff I found my Russian rulers nesting dolls. I got them out and put it on the shelf. My youngest son found them recently and has been having a great time taking them apart and putting them together.

It's a sad thing, but I really wasn't for sure who each guy was. So, I had him bring them over so I could look them up and the internet. Using google's image search I was able to determine that we've got Lenin, Stalin, Kruschev, Gorbachev, and Yeltsin. I decided he would look really smart if he could tell people who these guys are. So, I started showing him and having him repeat after me. Unfortunately, my youngest son is also the least tollerant of mom's crazy ideas. So, after a brief moment of compliance, he finally listed them all for me:

Lenin
Stalin
Cruise Ship
Grab-a-Chef
Yells-Some

There you go - Russian leaders according to Zech, age 3.

Jacqui

Not good enough

Last week I sent in 3 of my best layouts to my fav LSS apply for their design team. The announcement came out today - I didn't get picked. I'm not devestated or anything - not even worth a cry - but it's still a disappointment. I really thought I might have a chance because I like my pages, but just because I like it doesn't mean it's good enough. Anyway, here are 2 of the 3. I didn't get the third one scanned in before I submitted.

Entering Next Phase

Wow! I guess I have officially entered a new phase in life. My three children were all born within 31/2 years. Those early years both crawled and flew by, but boy was it a challenge. For so many years we had someone who always needed our direct attention. Because of the constant chaos, we decided that we would put off the inevitable extra-curicular activites until everyone was older. I decided that I just couldn't deal with loading up a 4 year old, a 2 year old and at 9 month old and tromping off to the soccer field. So, we made the rule that you have to be in first grade before you do anything.

Last year our oldest son finally entered 1st grade. He decided that he would join the Boy Scouts. He finished the year, but decided that it really wasn't for him. I let out a big sigh of relief when the baseball sign-ups came out in the spring and he said he didn't want to play, but that time is over. We went to our first soccer game on Sunday. He plays for the Razors - a team of 2nd and 3rd graders. It was actually pretty fun. The younger kids were able to play on the playground, and I spend a couple minutes talking to old high school acquaintences I haven't seen in years.

Then suddenly, this week we've got PTO meeting tonight, chuch tomorrow night, soccer practice on Thursday night and a sleepover (they're going away - HOORAY) on Friday night. Yes, I have definately entered the stage of life that I have been dreading - "soccer mom". My kids are going to start living in the vehicle. Dinner is going to become a fiasco of people eating at different times as they run out the door to the next thing. And as my next child will enter 1st grade next fall, it's only going to get worse.

I guess I have always dreaded the running, because I'm a homebody. But, the worst part is going to be running them for the next 10 years until they are old enough to run themselves. Then before you know it, they are running out of your home and on to their own lives. I hope between all the chaos, they still learn all the things I have to teach them before they're gone.

Well, I have to go - got PTO tonight you know,
Jacqui

What you can't have

Why is it that we always want what we can't have. I have become absolutely obessed with having a daughter. There is no reason for it. I can hardly keep my head together with the 3 kids I've already got. Plus, we're only 2 years away from all the kids being in school so we can work more hours and maybe not just make it anymore. Plus, our house is already filled to the brim. There is definately no room for a crib, changing table, or Barbie Dream Home. Most importantly, my husband had a vasectomy almost 4 years ago - while we were in the throws of 3 children under 4.

I guess I wonder what kind of mom I'd be to a girl - what kind of father my husband would be. At church on Wednesday he was chatting with one of the little girls (I will have to say, she is probably the cutest 4 year old I have ever seen), and she stood up and did a little twirl for him. My heart just broke. I know it's dumb, but what are you going to do. I guess I'll just hold all that love in until my 3 boys produce some granddaughters - they will be granddaughters, right God?

Jacqui