Not Patient

I am not patient.  Not at all.  I know this.  I have come to accept this.  And such is life.

Last Wednesday I ordered this to go with my camera collection.  I ordered and added a rush delivery for it to be delivered on Friday.  It didn't happen.  Somehow the shipping was screwed up and it didn't ship until Friday.  And it is coming today.  FINALLY.  It has felt like forever.  I am so giddy and not patient.  I keep staring out the window for the UPS man to get bring me my lovely package.  Maybe.. just maybe it will be here before lunch.

So I am sitting here editing.  Being very inpatient and waiting for the brown truck to pull up my street and park at the end of the culdesac to come see me.

Pomeroy Fair 2010

In September of 1997 I went to the fair.  This is one of the only pictures I have from the fair.  Me in my AWESOME FFA jacket with my steer that I wanted to kill.  He was mean, I didn’t like him.  I was glad that someone was going to eat him.  I would have killed him myself if I would have been given the opportunity, but I wasn’t.  This was the last time I attended the Pomeroy Fair, for over a decade.  That makes it sounds like a really long time.  Today however I changed that.  I decided my kids need to learn a little bit more about where I am from and what I love.  So off to Pomeroy we went.  Things I love about Pomeroy, after all this time, it is still the same fair I went to 13 years ago.  And it makes my little heart happy.  It makes me a little nostalgic.  I love Pomeroy.  The slower pace of life.  The familiarity everywhere you go.  And the small town life.  I was so excited to share this with my kids today.

First off, how many fairs can you go to and let your kids run around without feeling like you have to watch them like a hawk?  This was the first one my kids had ever experienced, it was great for them, and me.  The kids took off to explore and came back with their faces painted.

My Little Miss, the pink cat.  She was thrilled.  Me, I am not really that into face paint.  But this was about them, so whatever.  And really, I don’t think it looks much like a cat.  She loved it and that is what matters.Little Man.  Where’d he go?  Where’d he go?  Okay, enough stupid humor.  I think it’s awesome he is camo man.  Love the serious look dude.  I bet no one is going to mess with you.Then the face paint was itchy.. so he took it off.  And somehow he got two dollars.  He had been telling us how he wanted to win a fish.  We told him no.  He took his two dollars and won two fish.  AWESOME.  We don’t have a fish tank.. or bowl.  Heck, my house is completely torn apart right now, we need two fish.  We now have a bowl and two fish.  He is thrilled.  Me.. we’ll see how long they live.
See the tiny fish.  He loves them.The fair was awesome.  It is little.  It is fun.  It is everything I hoped it would be for my kids and my little family.  I was able to see many people I love and haven’t seen in years.  I loved every minute.  And so did my family.  In fact they are already talking about next year.  I think we just started a tradition for our family.  We loved the simpleness of it.   It’s small, quaint, and simple.  The way a good fair should be.

Make You Over Blog

I love makeovers!  They are always so exciting, and I love to see the end results.  I am so excited to be working with the Make You Over Blog for their upcoming Teen Make Over.  You should go check it out.

They have done great things in the past and I am sure that this time will not be any different.  Chelsea does an amazing job coordinating and working with everyone.  I am so excited to see what happens.

Nominate, vote, and watch it all happen!

Way behind

So we bought a house.  And I was going to go back and blog so it was all in the right order.. but I don't have time for that.  I can't be living in the past pretending it is the now.  So you will get random stuff in whatever order I remember it.  And that is awesome right?  Because I am random.

Here goes.. We bought a house.  Oh wait I said that already.  And it needed some updating.  Or a LOT of updating.  It all depends on who you ask.  If you ask me.. a lot.  Randy.. a little.  I was right.  He was wrong.  Anyway.  We bought a house on 1/2 an acre because we wanted room.  I love the yard and the location.

Five days after moving into said house the fridge that was left in the house (AKA Demon Fridge) decided to shoot water out of it for a very long time while I was gone.  Awesome right?  I came home to two inches of water in my kitchen and dining room, and water leaking into the basement.  I kinda panicked.  In case you have forgotten I am SERIOUSLY allergic to mold.  (Remember Indiana)  I kind of freaked out.. a lot.  It was awesome.  I called our lovely insurance company and they came out and they dried it out and pulled apart some things, but the water damage to my kitchen was extensive.  I will be honest I cheered.  My floors are a beautiful (ha!) hunter green linoleum and my cabinets are oak and my counters are mint green, with fabulous almond appliances.  Jealous?  You should be.  Want to know why?  It was all ruined in the flood.  My insurance is giving me a brand new kitchen.  Someone up in heaven loves me and didn't want me to have such a hideous kitchen for long.  Okay so the appliances weren't ruined but they are gross so I am getting new ones.  But while we wait for this all to happen and everything to be done I am kind of living in chaos.  We are on week 3 since it happened, and we have at least 4-5 more weeks until it is all done.  Until then it is chaos with my house in shambles and under construction.

More good news.. the water went under my bathroom flooring which is hideous.  So it is all coming up.  And I will end up with three new bathrooms on top of the kitchen and dining room.  These are all projects we knew we needed to do, but weren't planning on doing them all in the first month.  But we are going to do everything my way.. hyper speed.

The kids love the house.  It is growing on me.  I will be honest it wasn't the house I was in love with.  I wanted to build.  Randy thought this was a better idea.. less work.  I am still giggling over that one.  But it will be fabulous once everything is done and the yard and the location make me very happy.  And no, I am not posting pictures.  Not until things are done.  Then you can see how bad it really was and how awesome it really is.  (Or will be) But I did take before pics.  And if you are local and don't believe me.. come on over and see for yourself.. like now.  I promise I am telling the truth.

Better School Pictures

For all my peeps who don't read my photog blog.. and aren't on facebook and aren't on the mailing list.. here you go.  I meant to post this sooner.  But I forgot.  And now there is only next Saturday open.. don't worry today was slammed as it was.
GO HERE and you will get all the info.

If you aren't interested that's okay.  I secretly love the crazy school pictures.  Just because I wonder what they did to make my child look like that.

It's ME!

I turned 30 this year.  I have often heard that 30 is the best age because you really know who you are or you start to.  And I am totally getting it.  And I am coming to get me and all that that embodies and I like it.  I like me.  Maybe that sounds conceited.  It’s not meant to. I think there is something to be said about being okay with yourself and who you are.  I realize that I am this crazy, happy, silly, bustin’ a move whenever I want to no matter who might be watching girl.  And my moves.. well they are so 1996.  But I am cool like that.

I have to give thanks to Misty for this picture of me.  We were talking about this picture and it is totally me.  Even the double chin I get when I laugh.  It’s glamorous.  :)  That girl you see, minus the big orange bag, is who I am all the time.  This is me downtown Seattle (I was there for WPPI road trip) shortly after I was bustin’ a move and then realizing that I was being watched by people inside a restaurant who were laughing at me.  It’s all good.  They are totally wondering where I got my crazy dance moves.  I am going to say it was from all of the Stake Dances I went to as a kid.  I totally passed the deacon two step and moved on to crazier moves.
So far I am totally digging 30.  I am okay with all the crazy things about me.  I talk fast and a lot.  I giggle when I probably should cry because I hate to cry.  I cry over stupid things like a Hallmark commercial and my husband laughs and looks at me and says really??  I pick up catchy phrases from fabulous friends.. (I know.. right?)  My husband can always tell who I have been around by how I talk.  I am quirky and goofy and not afraid to make a fool of myself.  I trip when I walk.. and fall when I shouldn’t.  And it’s okay.  Because it’s me.

And right now I am in the most fantastic stage of life.  My kids are super duper fun.  They make me laugh all of the time.  My husband.  *sigh*  He is my best friend and he makes me laugh harder than anyone.  My business is growing.  I am learning.  And I am so so so grateful for all of my blessings from my Heavenly Father.