Goals of the week

My favorite thing to do is to write lists. And you think with my list making I would get lots of things done and be super organized, but I don't and am not. So to try new things my list will be on my blog and I want you to keep bothering me seeing if I've accomplished my list.

Things to do

-Meet with the best business partner in the world! And make list of things to do for treehouse- DONE!
-sit down and finish RS stuff for Saturday DONE!
- make signs
- nail down performances - DONE!
-meet with sister Nelson! -DONE!
- clean fabric closet to find fabric for service project
- help mom to prepare for bag party on saturday
- sew some petal pillows
- order carrot cake from kneaders for thanksgiving Called...told me to call next wednesday
- oh and exercise everyday. Did Jillian Michaels this morning!
-make curtains or give back to sabra



With Christmas getting closer and closer, this list is going to just get crazier and longer. Come on friends, keep me on task!


How could I forget? Add watch Harry Potter and the deathly hallows.

My Food Critique

I am a huge fried pickle fan. So just for your information, I'm going to let you know my faves.

1st Place: Brewers. Why? cause the pickles they use are zesty pickles. They are cut long ways, which isn't my favorite, but they taste the best and they aren't too greasy.

2nd place: Buffalo Wild Wings. They are cut like pictured above and very good.

3rd Place: The Crossing. Also cut long way, but they use regular dill pickles.

Honorable Mention: Burgers N Beer. Not bad....not great.

Worst: Texas Roadhouse. Almost got ill after eating them. SOOOO GREASY and SALTY. Gross.

Stick to the goodies. Brewers, Buffalo Wild Wings, and The Crossing. Hey....does Famous Daves have them? They have the Best pickles.....imagine them fried....yum.

Trying not to get depressed

So I'm trying really hard to not get depressed. I've been blaming my "monthly visitor" but it's been two weeks now. I can pretty much pin point what it is that makes me depressed. Having gone through a bout of depression several years ago, I have learned to identify when it's happening and I can pretty much snap myself out of it. But it's been lingering this time. Can't seem to shake it. Back in the day, I was depressed because I thought I was fat. Silly.....no, stupid, I know, but I couldn't get myself out of the funk. Now, it's a little of that again, but mostly, I'm overwhelmed. Now, I know that there are women with TONS more on their plate and they seem to handle it graciously. Me? I sit on the edge of my bed and cry. That's how I handle stress. But before it gets bad....I'm going to do something about it!

I started working out this morning. Yay. I'm going to do Jillian Michaels 30-day Shred for 15 days. Then I will do the P90X for approximately 60 days. Can't commit for the whole time. I need to enjoy Christmas. I also went to Walmart and bought a new workout outfit. I didn't need to because I have purchased several outfits before. But with each new one, I think "Oh yeah......THIS is the outfit I need. THIS will make me exercise. I mean....look how cute and FIT it looks." Yeah I still just wear my black sweats and old Youth Conference T-Shirt.
I will be following the diabetic diet to help my daughter and my family. We will ALL eat the diet a lot more strictly! I will also commit to set time aside organizing my crazy house. One area a week. I'll take my time, but I'll be quick about it! I truly believe that the condition of your home can set your own mood and your family's mood. So....why haven't done it yet? I don't know. Tons of stuff to do. What stuff? Stuff! OK! Stuff!

In case you're wondering.....I'm sitting at the edge of my bed typing this.

The hit song "alone in my principles"

Anyone? Anyone? Can anyone tell me what movie that's from?


About 4 months I cancelled my Facebook account. Why? I do have a very specific reason why I did, but it won't be revealed now. Did I waste too much time on facebook? Not really. I would check it about 2 or 3 times a day. It was great to reconnect with friends I hadn't seen or heard from in years! In fact I became friends with my best friend from 5th grade. Would we be friends now?...... No way. But still it was cool. I think the biggest reason why I didn't want to be on facebook anymore was I couldn't take the vague posts that no one could really understand and you think you may know what they're talking about and you begin to suspect it's secretly about you but maybe not, so then you feel inclined to comment and then more vague responses follow......ugh exhausting! I personally would never post anything I wasn't comfortable knowing EVERYONE could see it, so the privacy thing never bothered me.

Now a couple times,......ok maybe more than a couple times,......I've logged on to my hubby's account to just looked around. And there have been a two times that i have reactivated my account for 10 seconds and then I deactivate it again. I get an overwhelming feeling of "wait! Everyone Knows I cancelled my account! What would they say if I get back on?!?!". So......to facebook.......or NOT to facebook. Just out of principle? Do I have any by hiding behind my hubby's account?

See......too exhausting.

My dream car(?)

Beetle Quilt.....how funny.
My Dream Car
My idea of a dream car has changed throughout the years but my one car, maybe two, have always been the beetle. I've always always wanted one. My other dream car is a jeep wrangler, which was mine and ericka's first vehicle. I usually do not stay content with my cars and I pretty much get a different car every couple years. I have owned a jeep, Honda accord, another jeep, Toyota pickup, yet another jeep, maxima, dodge grand caravan, ford f150, pacifica, chevy avalanche, and now a beetle. Now, most of these cars are vehicles chris and I have owned together. We never bought any of these cars brand new and usually only spend what we got out of the previous car. Anyway, I like to try new things.

So the beetle. I always said I would get a beetle after I had my two kids and when the youngest turned 4, i would get my dream car. So on her 4th birthday I put my car up for sale and it sold after a few weeks. The car I sold was a nice car.....definitely the fanciest car I had ever had....2005 Chrysler Pacifica. So when I sold it, my search began for my beetle. All I knew is that I didn't want a silver or royal blue one and that I would only spend minimal money (about $3500) on it, in case it was a bust. Everyone thought I was crazy for downsizing to a two door tiny car with two kids.....but I didn't care....ME FIRST!!!! totally selfish. Chris was completely supportive and to this day I do not know if he thought I was crazy for doing it either.

I began to search thru endless Craigslist listings in Yuma, Tucson, Phoenix, Las Vegas, and San Diego. I found several I wanted to look at in Phoenix, so we planned a trip for that weekend without the girls. That morning I took Ryan to school......she threw up as soon as I got her to school. Oh no. Should I go? Well, I did. She threw up two more times.....again...ME FIRST!!! Totally Selfish. Then as soon as we arrive to Phoenix to look at the first beetle, I get a call that one of my employees at work got hurt. Needed stitches. I couldn't concentrate anymore.....worried about Ryan, Reagan, Employee.... omen? We saw a few more beetles but we ended up buying the first beetle we saw. It's old...1999 with 100,000 miles on it but it was cheap and all beetles look the same after 1998. Yellow with black leather interior.

So my beetle......dreamy? maybe. When you see your dream car driving down the street, you think...."OH! It's so cute"!.....or "Man, that car looks cool." but guess what.....you can't see yourself driving in your dream car when you're inside of it. You can't think...."Oh! It's so cute!" or "Man, that car looks cool." I have come to realize that the Beetle is pretty much the bottom of the line of Volkswagen's. They are pretty crappy. Not too comfortable. Cup-holders are tiny. No bells. No whistles. But it is pretty roomy.....for a compact car. It's great in California parking spaces. My beetle also has a few flaws. Scratches.....that the previous owner covered with Tinkerbell Stickers, so we didn't see it until AFTER we bought it. The "Rattle"......catalytic converter is.....loose, so it makes a very annoying.....rattle. It's so loud, that I have to turn my car off when I'm at a drive thru window. Oh and the window. The driver side window rolls down.....but won't roll up. It will roll up with one hand on the up switch and the other grabbing the window and pulling it up with my non-muscles. This usually takes a few tries. So I look pretty ridiculous trying to get my window to go up. One time at a border patrol check point, I was so stressed trying to think what I was going to do when I got there. Do I roll down the window? Just go down a crack so that he can hear me? Open the door? When it was my turn. I rolled down the window just a crack and explained my window gets stuck. "It gets stuck?" the BP agent asked. "Yes". He paused.....and then he let me pass. I'm SURE he thought I had something hidden in my door compartment.

I did get my dream car because I was having a mid-life crisis and Guess what?!? I feel like I'm back in High School with that crappy car and always has something wrong with it, but you don't care.....cause it's yours.

I just don't think it's going to make the two year mark, as most of my cars do.....it'll be lucky if it makes the year mark.

Tunes from my walkman

Many, Many Moons ago, I would go walking every morning. It was right after I graduated from high school. My little sister was doing high school in 3 years and had to go to summer school every summer. So right after she graduated from 8th grade, she began summer school at Kofa. I would drive her to school, then park at Smuckers park and walk two miles everyday. I remember a blonde girl would walk two miles as well, going the opposite direction, and I always thought I should say hi and maybe we could walk together, but I was too chicken.

Anyway. I loved to walk because I could listen to music on my walkman......oh yes, a walkman. I think it was the same walkman I got when I was in 6th grade that I got for christmas to play my new Whitney Houston, Baby Tonight, cassette. Yup....pretty sure.

I think I only had a couple of cassettes that were actually mine. I would alternate the Spice Girls and the Wallflowers, but The Wallflowers cassette was my favorite. In particular, the song, "The Only Difference." That song, I remember, had the perfect beat to walking to. The tempo and speed motivated me and I knew when that song came on, I would step it up a notch.

So....I have started walking once again. I loaded my IPOD with a lot of my favorite songs, but I made sure to load that same Wallflowers album. On Monday, I skipped thru a bunch a songs hoping to quickly find "The Only Difference." And then I found it! I was so excited. I stepped it up a notch, feeling motivated. Then...quickly.....I found the beat was too fast. I couldn't keep up. Soon, I'm panting.....side's hurting.....I'm beginning to limp from the pain in my foot.

The Only Difference?.......what a difference 13 years makes.

Here Goes.....

My family blog has been neglected for awhile. I do have lots to blog about and things I want to remember, but I just have no time!!!! And now that I'm off Facebook, I need a place where I can release my quickies into the world wide web. Besides, I really want my family blog to be about my family and this blog to be about me.....is that so wrong???

So my commitment is that I will blog on my family blog once a week, and here.....

whenever I feel like it!