Saturday, August 30, 2008

Wouldn't You Like to be a Slacker too....

Okay, I think I am a pretty crafty person: I love to sew, scrapbook, make homemade cards, garden, quilt, give me anything electronic and I can hook it up no problem, I designed our front yard layout, I love painting (walls), reading...I could go on and on! BUT....yard work not so much! Craig usually does all that because he really loves it and I don't. As my poor neighbors can attest to this summer. However, I got up early this morning and started on the yard work....and thank heavens for mother-in-laws who show up to help or I would still be out there....anyway Craig will be home in about a week and I had to get the front yard at least in tip top shape because I have been a slacker all summer long as far as the yard is concerned. Next up the garage.....YIKES!

Wednesday, August 20, 2008


Am I a bad mom to wish school started today? I want my house back! My son has taken over. I love my children dearly and we have a ton of fun together, but I am going insane. Every morning when I wake up there are dishes everywhere and the livingroom looks like a hurricane went through it. If I hear the words "I am bored" one more time I might just flip out. Do I have to entertain every single minute! I want to climb in bed and get under the sheets and hide. Call maid serve and order in dinner (Oh I already do that).

Okay, okay I am done with my pity party...
I feel much better now.

Monday, August 11, 2008

My Second Set of Kids

Yeah, I start babysitting again tomorrow. I am so excited. I love ny second set of children Lyndsey, Cameron and Jaxson, as i they were my own. I am so lucky to be able to take care of them while their parent's work. They are so much fun to be with, but I get to give them back at the end of the day, and I get to sleep through the night. he he he

Friday, August 8, 2008

MY MOTHER by Janette Jensen

I remember as a little girl I'd wear my mother's shoes, the black heals she wore to work and some flats too. My mother cooked me dinner, she sang me to sleep, inside my heart she was a winner and at night I'd think...

I want to be like my mother, a woman strong, and kind, her sweet laughter fills our home all the time. I want to be like my mother, with her beauty and her love. I want to be like my mother, when I go back home above.

I remember as a little girl I'd see my mother's face and think of all the many things I'd do to make it smile, her love and joy fills our home with each passing day. I love my mother dearly in every single way.

I want to be like my mother, a woman strong and kind her sweet laughter fills our home, all the time I want to be like my mother with her beauty and her love. I want to be like my mother when I'm sent back above.

Friday, August 1, 2008

Just A Little Remodeling

I decided to redecorate, boy is this addicting or what?