Saturday, January 02, 2016


In 2015, David and I did something we never did before.

We bought a house.

This is our house. OURS. No one else's.

It comes with some challenges.

It is an older house and some stuff requires a bit of repair. But it is big and wonderful and ours.

The kitchen is a little smaller than I would love. We need a new stove and a new dishwasher. Actually, we need new counters, new cupboards and a new sink too, but they work for now.

But the yard is fabulous.

We are still working on it. The only room we have painted so far is the baby's room.

It is green with orange accents. I was a little worried about how it would come out, but it looks great. I even found curtains and a changing table cover in that shade of orange. Michelle seems to like it. She is a messy housekeeper.

This month my goal is to finish Carolynn's room. We just need to paint and put up curtains and she needs a new sheet and blanket set. We can do this.

I will try and post pictures when we do. I make no promises though.

Friday, January 01, 2016

New Year?


Do you have it?

I don't know. Maybe.

It's been almost a year since I last updated this. I usually promise myself in January I am going to do this more. I like reading the old posts. The old memories. It is fun. This has been a crazy wild year and no updates.

I suck.


It is January.

So Happy New Year!

Tuesday, February 10, 2015

My Little Chef

My little Carolynn has been quite the chef lately.

One night, while I was at work she made some kind of carrot curry soup. I didn't try it. I was at work.

On another night, while David and I were at Disneyland with Michelle, she made, for her and Catherine, some kind of barbecued portabello quessadillas. They looked yummy. She was going to save me one, but she missed.

Then she made this fabulous Orecchiette Pasta with Chicken in a Creamy Rosemary Lemon Sauce.

She used twice as much chicken as it called for and she put in all the rosemary at once.

It was delicious. There were no leftovers. We are making it again.

Hopefully we can get some more of her fabulous cooking around here.

Hint, hint...

Saturday, January 24, 2015


Why are they called wisdom teeth? Are they supposed to make you smarter?

A few weeks ago, right around New Year’s I got this horrible toothache. A friend at work gave me a Tootsie Pop one night and I figured I must have done something. Maybe I bit it wrong. Maybe the tootsie roll part pulled a filling out. I didn’t know. I just knew it hurt.

So I went to the dentist.

My teeth were fine. No broken ones. No missing fillings. But my wisdom tooth had an infection underneath it and they is where the nerves sit. So the dentist suggested I have my wisdom teeth removed.

I had three. Usually you have 4 but I had to be different. 2 on the bottom and one on top.

This week I had them removed.

My mouth hurt so much.

The top one I didn’t even realize he took it out. One of the bottom ones were easy too. It was that one, the one that had been infected.

It still hurts.

It’s been days.

I couldn’t eat anything. Only cold food. As much as I like ice cream, you just can’t live off of it. It was the longest 24 hours ever. When I could eat real food again. It was hard to chew and I had to take tiny bites.

Carolynn’s turn is next.

Tuesday, January 13, 2015

Date Night

David’s brother is into basketball. David likes basketball, but he wasn’t really into it. Well, he wasn’t into football either until he got involved with my dad’s fantasy football. Now I can’t get him to stop.

Anyway, he watched a few games on TV and he had watched a few games also on TV a million years ago with my Grandpa. (Grandpa watched all sports. And I mean ALL.) He decided it might be a fun thing for us to do together.

Growing up in my house there was always sports. Baseball, basketball, football. All the time. I have a brother. My dad likes sports. My mom likes some sports. My step dad enjoyed sports. And of course, my Grandpa.

I wasn’t a football fan until my dad got me involved in fantasy football. I like that a lot.

But I was always more about baseball. My grandpa took me to games. Angels and the Tigers. Every year for years. He took me to Dodger games. I took him to a Milwaukee Brewers game. I played Little League. I went to my brother’s Little League games. I had my Dodger shirt. I had my Yankees hat. I liked Angel games. Okay, so I was kind of all over the place.

David is not a baseball fan. I understand. It can be a little boring.

I like basketball too. It is for sure my favorite sport to watch. The action moves fast and it is easy to follow.

For David’s birthday I bought him tickets to a Clippers game. They were cheap. We went and saw them play the Detroit Pistons.

We had so much fun. We got some snacks. We cheered for the team. It went by quickly.

I guess we are Clippers fans now.

YAY! Go Clippers!

Monday, January 12, 2015

We Are The Champions... Or Not

Fantasy Football is over for the year.

I played in three leagues this year.

The one at work was okay. I didn’t win. I didn’t expect to. It might be more fun if I actually saw some of those guys once in a while. I don't love the webiste they use.

My dad’s league was a mess from the get go. The draft happened while I was at work. I got stuck with all the losers no one wanted and it just went downhill from there. So I came in dead last. Oh well. I will get them back next year. However, my brother in law did come out on top of that. My dad sent him this fabulous trophy. My sister tried to claim it as her own, but it didn’t go over too well.

Our own home league gained some new players this year. We had a pretty awesome year. I didn’t do too badly either. But to most of our dismays, David won. Stupid David. Maybe I will divorce him so he can’t play anymore. Sucker.

It was a fun time for all though.

See you all in August!

Saturday, January 10, 2015

One Less Set Of Footsteps

This week on Tuesday, my family gathered to say good bye to my Uncle Joe.

It was very nice to see so many people who cared about him and learn some interesting things about my family.

I remember my Uncle Joe from when I was little. I liked going to his house because he had a pool. And I liked my cousins since they were bigger than me and did cool stuff like play baseball and ride bikes. My uncle played guitar so there was always music.

I was not recently close with my Uncle Joe. I remember him from when I was little but, I am not really close to any of that side of the family.

Not anyone’s fault. I just didn’t know them.

Anyway, I am getting to know them now.

After the memorial service, I went to my Aunt Tina’s house to visit with my dad while he was in town. I also got to spend time with my Aunt Tina, my Aunt Mary, who was visiting from Texas, and my cousins.

It was so nice to get to spend some time with everyone.

Too bad we only do it when something bad happens. Maybe we should start planning trips for good times. A large amount of us live in the area… You know, just saying.