Sunday, September 28, 2008

101 posts

I noticed on my dashboard today that my last post brought me to the magic number of 100 posts. wow. So for my one hundred and first post, you get to learn 100 things about me. If I can think of that many...

1. I have 7 siblings

2. 5 of them are brothers.
3. I live within 5 minutes of my parents.

4. I thought I would hate living that close.

5. I love it.

6. I named my first born after a street that I often passed growing up.

7. I met my husband when I was 15 years old.

8. He was a return missionary at the time. (21 years old)

9. We met while performing in the City of Joseph pageant in Nauvoo IL

10. We were both dancers in the pageant.
11. While dancing in the pageant I tore the ligaments in my pinky toe. I can bend my toe sideways because of it.
12. I love the smell of morning dew.

13. I love the sound of crickets and other night creatures.

14. I've never had my own room.

15. I like my house to be clean.

16. I hate cleaning my house.

17. laundry is my nemesis.

18. I love cheesecake, put cherry pie filling on the top and I'm in heaven!

19. I love babies.

20. I love how babies smile at strangers, but then need to look away and snuggle into Mom.

21. I've only been in one small fender bender. (knock on wood)

22. One of my favorite things is to be kissed on the forehead by my husband.

23. I never hiked up Y mountain during my 4 years at BYU.

24. I enjoyed my first 2 pregnancies.

25. Third and fourth about did me in.

26. Migraines suck.

27. I was never 9 months pregnant. Longest pregnancy lasted 38 weeks. Shortest: 35.

28. I get thyroiditis after having babies. It sucks. that's a whole post in itself.

29. I tend to get obsessed with whatever project I'm working on.

30. I hate my wardrobe. I wish someone would nominate me for "What not to wear" so I could replace it.

31. I like the smell of defrosting freezers. It started at Alpha.

32. I wear t-shirts way too often.

33. I have great ideas, but have trouble carrying them out.

34. I can do amazing things with pressed flowers. :)
35. I was captain of the varsity gymnastics team my junior year of high school.
36. That year I broke my back.

37. I wore a back brace for 6 months.

38. I'm not a good swimmer. Ocean's scare me.

39. I never played with tanks as a child. Now I have my very own. :)

40. I'm not as good at gardening as my pressed flowers would make you think.

41. I like to rearrange my furniture. I think its my way of really deep cleaning.

42. I do it about every 3 months when possible.

43. I have a love/hate relationship with the TV show Heroes.

44. Sylar makes me feel physically ill.

45. My husband cooks almost as often as I do. *gosh I love him*

46. I love High School Musical.

47. I think Zac Efron is cute. Ok, ok, so I think he's hot.

48. He's not why I like High School Musical.

49. I still love Belinda Carlisle. I turn it up and sing at the top of my lungs whenever I can. (not often, but still.)

50. I'm allergic to cats.

51. I'm thinking I'll never make it to 100, I'm just not that interesting!

52. I want to go back to school and get my nursing degree.

53. I fear getting stuck in my crawl space during a tornado, then having it fill up with water.

54. I love garage sales!

55. ...and salvation army. I love to get a good deal.

56. I've torn all the hair out of a cabbage patch kids head and put new hair in. That was one obsession that didn't last long.
57. One of my pet peeves is when my kids pull the pillows off the couch. It has the potential to make me go bezerk.

58. I lose my temper way too often with my kids.

59. I'm not a salesperson. (hows that for politically correct)

60. I love to create my artwork, but have trouble marketing it myself.

61. Word of mouth has been my best advertising.

62. I **LOVE** the way my husband's face feels after he shaves with a razor.

63. I probably check my email about 50 times per day.

64. Then I have to check facebook, my blog friends and my etsy shop.

65. I have an abnormal amount of flexibility.

66. I can still put my foot behind my head.

67. This is the longest I've ever been home full time since I got married. (going on 6 months!)

68. I actually miss working.

69. I will never regret staying home.

70. There is nothing better than a big slobbery baby kiss.

71. As long as its from my baby and not my older kids.

72. Baby giggles can cure any ailment.

73. I like to watch real ER shows, and Grey's anatomy. I'm fascinated by surgeries, that type of blood doesn't bother me.

74. Fight scene type shows and blood make me feel ill.

75. I don't make friends very easily.

76. I feel intimidated by moms that I perceive as classy.

77. I hate being told I look too young to have 4 kids.

78. I hate it even more when I'm told I look like I could still be in HS or college.

79. I have a hard time sharing what I believe.

80. I don't like shrimp. I used to hate all seafood until I tried my mom's lemon peppered salmon.

81. I promised a missionary I wouldn't get married until he got home.

82. I dear john-ed him 3 months later.

83. The Lord knows a lot more than me.

84. I want to be like my older sister.

85. My weakness is for Dr. Pepper. Except, during my last pregnancy I hated it.

86. I'm scared of spiders. Except daddy long-legs. I don't know why.

87. Most nights I'm asleep before 10:30pm.

88. I don't like to cook. I think this stems from getting negative feedback from someone at nearly every meal.

89. I think I have food issues.

90. Someday I want to go white water rafting again.

91. I don't like reading. Or I don't get enough time to enjoy reading? I'm not sure which. I don't read much.

92. I can't sleep when Benson's not home. I stay up really late avoiding going to bed. Ironic since when he's home, he rarely goes to bed as early as I do.

93. My mom is my hero.

94. I have a hard time being creative straight out of my own head.

95. I'm often inspired by pictures, ideas, photos and crafts of others.

96. I couldn't copy any of them exactly, even if I tried.

97. I have awesome friends.

98. Yes I'm talking about you.

99. I love yogurt, but I don't eat it often because I leave it for my daughters who also love yogurt.

100. I sang a solo exactly once. First and last time. I don't like to be embarrassed.

wooHOO! I did it!

Tuesday, September 23, 2008

what's for dinner?

Creamy Enchiladas

1 small onion- chopped
2 cans cream of chicken
1 pint sour cream
1 can chopped green chili's

cooked chicken - 4 breasts (or I'll take the chicken off one of those precooked rotisserie chickens)

grated cheddar cheese


Preheat oven to 350. Mix together first 4 ingredients in large pot. (I usually cook the onion a little to take out some of its sharpness). Heat until warm. Take out about 3/4 cup of mixture and set aside. Mix cooked chicken into remainder. Scoop into tortillas and add cheese as desired. wrap up and place in 9x13 pan. Put remaining mixture over the top of the enchiladas and sprinkle with cheese. Cover and bake for 30 minutes at 350.

Best part of this recipe is that my kids all eat it without complaining. That's nearly a miracle. :)

I invite all of you to share whats for dinner too! I could use some easy and yummy recipes! (pretty please with sugar on top!!! I'll be checking your blogs)

Saturday, September 20, 2008

A Goose story

Goose: "Mom, you know how you said I couldn' t mow the lawn..."

Mom: "well, yea" (not by yourself anyway)

Goose: "I'm feeling really crestfallen about that."

Mom: (somewhat surprised that he felt that way and REALLY surprised at his choice of words) "I'm really sorry you're so upset about that."

Goose: (long pause) "Actually I just said that to see if you knew what crestfallen meant."

All I could do was shake my head and laugh. Benson has a habit of using words that I don't think belong in mainstream society anymore. Mainly because people like *ME* have no idea what they mean and I really don't like to feel stupid. Like father, like son. At least I knew what this word meant.

Wednesday, September 17, 2008

Why is it

**warning, baby poop story ahead, read at your own risk**

I got the cutest outfit from my sister in law for Daniel. He's just now fitting it and has worn it a total of 3 times so far. Well, attempted to wear it. EVERY time I put him in this outfit, he manages to have one of those out of control, completely out of the diaper, how is that possible, poops. I was sort of laughing about that this morning when I put the outfit on him again. Sure enough, mid morning, he poops, but amazingly, not everywhere. well. at least not yet.

It still amazes me how much poop a little baby can make. While changing his diaper, he decided that was prime time to make sure he kept his record. (You know that instant of a moment between taking one diaper out and getting the next one under, yea, then.) Poop everywhere, including all over the cutest outfit in the world. I think he hates it. What other explanation could there possibly be? Doesn't matter though, boy, I'm washing it and putting it on again because I LOVE IT. so there.

I thought about taking a picture of the mess, but I thought you would appreciate NOT seeing it even more. *sigh*

By request, a picture of the little stinker in his outfit (without the poop):

Monday, September 15, 2008

Need feedback

I know you're probably sick of my business stuff, but I'm throwing it out to you anyway. What do you think of this? Its 9.5"x11.75" and created from the digital images of pressed flowers I've collected. The question is, who is my target market for this? I made it with my daughters room in mind, but do you think it could extend out of the young girl sphere?

Thanks for all your opinions and support, have I mentioned how much I appreciate all of you?


Sunday, September 14, 2008

When it rains

No, we don't *usually* have a stream running through our property. Records kept since 1871 say Saturday's rain marks worst in more than century for our area. This is what 6 point something inches of rain falling in one day does to our yard. Luckily we kept power so our sump pump just kept plugging away.

Saturday, September 13, 2008

And the next gals to pay it forward are . . .

drum roll please . . .

Devri! Nora! and Corrine! My older 3 kids all picked one name out of the hat. I have to admit to really wanting to pick out a few more names. Sorry gals! I'll surely have to do this again. Or just send you something because I love you too. lol. If you could each email me at cherylanne @, I'll work out the details like your current addresses etc. Thanks!

Thursday, September 11, 2008

Tuesday, September 9, 2008

Man, am I in trouble. . . about 10 years give or take. oh dear.

FYI, you can comment to participate in the pay it forward through the end of the week. On Saturday I'll pick my winners.

Saturday, September 6, 2008

Alright, its my turn to pay it forward

Here is how it works, someone made something for Corrine, in turn she made something for three people, and therefore I am going to make something wonderful for three lucky people.

All you have to do is comment that you'd like to participate. If you get picked you need to be willing to make something for three people.

Don't worry you don't have to have a blog, or even mail it to anyone, you can make something for your neighbor or your child's teacher. Just have to make something and give it to someone out of the blue.

I'm still trying to decide what to give, but you can be fairly sure it will involve flowers. lol! If you are picked, I may even let you decide! Lets make the world a better place and pay it forward!

As an after-note, just want to let you know I will be using random # selection to find my winners. :) Put the numbers in the hat and let my kids pull out 3... :)

Wednesday, September 3, 2008

Dang this boy is cute.

Hope I don't offend with my language, but take a look at this cutie!

Not to brag or anything, but, well, who am I kidding, I'm his mom, and I'm going to brag!! He is such a happy boy! He rolls over on accident sometimes, he coos and smiles constantly. He thinks peek-a-boo is the funniest game EVER, and has an infectious laugh. We just love him to pieces. :) Oh, and I nearly forgot, one of his BEST traits, is he sleeps through the night. He has for months. He must really love me. :)