What's Going On

So I have too much to type and not enough time.
Life is getting crazier and crazier... and my addiction to facebook is the same.
There more than here.
So sorry, but if you wanna know more, go join.
I am still preparing in case the baby is a boy, I should find out next weekend.
I hope I will get to sit down and blog.
I have a lot to share...just not enough dang time.

Sunday Story

Today was good. I decided to try something.
A Positive attitude.
I worked....a little.
I tried really hard not to lose it over the littlest thing.
I think I was reaching for perfection.
I let things go.
So the house wasn't going to be tidy before we left.
So the boys clothes weren't completely wrinkle free.
So the boys weren't going to have the best attitude.
They really were better.
The day was better.
Jeff got more overtime. I know it will pay off an a month, but I really miss him.
So it is just me and the kids for dinner. I hate making a fancy dinner when the one who really is grateful for the deliciousness, won't even be there.
Looking forward to tomorrow.
Loving today.

Weepy and Hormonal

It is really bad.
My Mom, who is always right... asked if I had been taking my vitamins....will if I can remember... I do.
and lately, I have forgotten.
Yes, I took it today, sooooo....
I am really just weepy. Every little thing.
I am warning all who read this...if you don't want to make me cry.....
Don't say anything good about me to my face. I will blubber. (I know crazy.)
Don't say anything mean to my face. I will blubber. (yes, just gossip behind my back...go for it, I know I am crazy. You have my permission.)
Don't say anything...okay, how about you just avoid me all together.
At least for a few days.
I hope to be more like my self, you know....hiding my self pity instead of wallowing in it and then blubbering about everything, by Friday.
If you want to help someone, help Jeff.
Pray for him.
He is a saint to put up with the likes of me.
I think he is glad this is our last baby. He won't have to deal with me like this every again.
I am making fun of myself, which feels really good.
I feel good and I am not crying...this is progress.

Unmotivated and Aches

I have a ton of things to do, but I don't wanna.
I was suppose to get the boys off to school, and get going for the day.
Go walking, get laundry done, clean house, rooms, you know... mom stuff.
After having a bad stomach ache last night right after my oreo cookies (only 4 cookies) and milk midnight snack. (I am thinking the milk was bad)
I did not sleep well.
Tummy ache and Jeff snoring, and peeing all night, I am so tired.
Emma and I slept in and was just LAZY until about 11:30am.
I know.
What a waste of half the day!!!!
I am annoyed with myself.
Still not feeling well, this time I blame the pregnancy, I now have a headache.
Hopefully Jeff can come home and help me out. (I just wanna barf)
Homework, chores, and dinner.
Maybe a little Family Home Evening.
We will see.
I hope everyone else got something productive done today.

My Sunday Story: Boys and Crying

It started out very quiet.
They all slept in except Emma.
They all had a very good breakfast of eggs and bacon.
Matthew would not take his medicine.
So since he is the oldest, he sets the tone. He can not listen. (if you do not have a kid with ADD, then you won't fully understand)
He can't.
I have to scream at him to get his attention. (I hate that)
All the boys were already ignoring me and would not get ready.
But Matthew with out his meds is worse.
There was lots of yelling by everyone.
After finally getting his meds in him, we finally started getting ready.
Yeah, at 11:00am....when Sacrament meeting starts.
Emma dressed, Caleb dressed, Nathan and Sammy dressed.... all that was left was me and Matthew.
I had to close and lock my door. None of my children could be nice to each other. Emma was even being a stinker.
I had to pray. And cry.
I truly felt as if I had failed.
Failed at everything.
Mom, wife, friend, person, daughter....human being.
I wanted to run away and never come back.
I didn't.
The kids in the nursery needed me to show up. I HAD to take the to church. I told them I didn't care if they wanted to go or not (even if I really didn't wanna go) we were going.
I got ready and we all went to church, knowing all the while, my oldest hated me and want to run away. (long stupid story over a white long sleeve shirt)
By the time we got to church his meds kicked in and the boys had finally figured out Mom was really mad. (you know cause the crying and screaming and grounding wasn't quite showing them Mom was mad)
I feel sorry for Moms with more than four boys.
It is really hard.
Really really hard.
If being pregnant and hormonal wasn't enough.
I have thought and thought what all this extra yelling and crankiness was all about. (from the boys)
I think it is us getting used to being home...away from Grandma's Susi's house.
Her house is fun. Dad does most of the cleaning (he is just faster than me) the boys hardly have to do anything...but play.
It will change after we get a transfer....we will stay at my parents for a few weeks until we find a place.
They will be treated just like here....slaves...tee hee.
The day is looking up.
Old classic and older Disney movies and I have peace and quiet.
I could blame it all on the movies, but I know the Lord heard my cries....I guess He doesn't think I have failed.
That gives me hope.
Hope that next week will be better.

Home and Spring Cleaning

We are home. We got home Thursday, but I tried to avoid the computer.
I completely ignored the unpacking all day Friday and escaped with some friends to dinner and the movies on Friday night.
Today, I have caught the bug.
The spring cleaning bug.
Well, maybe a bite from the bug, and since I am not allergic to this bug, it only lasted a few minutes.
I really want to clean out all the closets and pack up or get rid of anything I don't need.
I am sick of all the crap we have accumulated in these three years.
I did clean up the kitchen and mopped the floors...but I watched a movie and pigged out on left over Easter candy with the boys instead.
Being home is making me homesick.
I am ...it is a bittersweet feeling.
I REALLY don't want to live here anymore. I am sure this statement will make a few people happy and a few (hopefully) sad.
I do like the town and the new friends I have made this year.
But as I have always said before....I love my family more.
I used to live in an apartment complex with my sister....well sisters. We have all lived there at some time. But I really got to know my nephews and niece. I miss them a lot. They have all changed and I hate I missed all these changes.
The newer ones that have been born since I left do not know me. And I really hate that.
We are a very close family. We rarely fight with each other. We are 100% there for each other, even if we mess up.
We are thinking about trying to transfer home to Sacramento. We do not know how long it will take. I am hoping it will be before the baby is born...but i highly doubt it. .
It could take a whole year. I mean we have tried this once before.
And we are still here.
I am crossing my fingers...and toes...and eyes and everythign I can cross... I have never wanted it this bad before.

Beach Bust

Our trip to the beach was a huge disappointment.

The wind was so bad we could not even stand without getting pelted with  sand. I have sand in my ears and I didn't even go down to the water or sit on the beach.

I kicked a chair the night before and thought my toe was broken. It hurt like a son of a monkey...

It hurt as I hobbled over to the picnic table 10 feet from our parking spot.

Jeff's mom could not handle it... so we left.

 With Grandpa's great idea about a fort in San Francisco that sits under the Golden Gate bridge. Closed.

It was cool, but we then got lost trying to find the Exploratorium. A totally awesome place for kids. Mostly science stuff and hands on...kids can touch stuff here. Perfect for a bunch of boys...

Trying to find he dang place we got stuck on Lombard street.... no left turns.We couldn't turn around.

So we stayed on Lombard street... you know the really crooked mile that is straight down. Jeff had never been.... well it was fun until Jeff's parents car's engine light came on, while going up. They opted to not go down.

Now to find the Exploratorium ....30 minutes and lost in San Francisco... we find it. No parking spaces... found them....

did you know it is closed on Monday? Well it is.

We decided that Pier 39 would be next... nope!!!!

The in-laws decided to head home. Their car was acting funny.

Now this is after spending almost 2 hours in San Francisco only getting out of the car once and spending the rest of the 2 hours getting lost.

WITH 5 KIDS IN THE CAR!!!

They were pretty good.

We decided not to got to Pier 39 and just follow Jeff's parents home in case they broke down.

So our beach trip by now had only 10 minutes at an actual beach... sorry it was more like 20... we had trips to the potty.

We followed Jeff's parents until we saw a sign for Stinson Beach... thinking it was only a short distance away... it was not.... we ditched Jeff's parents and followed all signs to the beach.

45 minutes and lots of winding and very curving road later we found it. Potty break again and the wind was still blowing... but not nearly as bad, we stayed.

We got out the beach buckets I had to buy because we left ours at home in Susanville.

We stayed as long as we could, Jeff even got out our beach umbrella... it was almost 7 pm,  so we didn't need it for the sun... just to block the wind.

 30 minutes on the beach and a cleaned out, egg salad sandwich feed van of boys.. and girl... we started a movie... Finding Nemo... off off toward home we went.

Not going back the same crazy way, we went north... what felt like 2 hours but was only 38 minutes we found a highway 101 and toward Sacramento we went.

Since the boys were mostly disappointed with the whole day, we promised McDonald's and to play in the Play Place.

$35 later... (holy freakin cow!!!!!)

We made it back to my mom's house by 11 pm.

It was a very long, very crazy and very adventurous day. 

It will be something we will never forget.

And mom if you are reading this....

there are no left turns and it is closed on Monday's.

Spring Break

I am currently on spring break with my kids. 

For fear of hitting snow in Truckee Jeff made the final decision and we left a day early.

Now as I sit at my Dad's wonderful and totally awesome Mac... I am not sad to be away from my blog or my computer.

I am having a good time. I am seeing all the freakin' cute nieces and nephews I never get to see. I am seeing my sisters and brothers and loving every minute of it.

My only beef is with Jeff. 

Why can't he remember that I get really cranky and moody when I am hungry and tired? And sometimes I need help thinking of things that I could eat. I have been pregnant 5 times and do this every time. Duh....

 It is hard being here for a few reasons....

I know what food is in my pantry. 

The boys know the rules and boundaries and I don't get overruled by Grandma Susi.

It has been fun and I love we have lots of options when it comes to something we need.

Tomorrow is Dillion Beach with the In-Laws. 

Part of me wants to stay forever, but the other half wants her own bed.

We are serious about a transfer this year. Jeff is really is enjoying it too and is gonna try harder.

I miss out on so much.

We will have to see what the Lord wants for us.

I am loving it here.

It is gorgeous, wonderful... wish you were here.

Cravings

Cravings are just a small part of weird things that happened while you are pregnant.
Last night I craved oatmeal chocolate cookie dough. Not the cookie, just the dough.
I had one spoonful and I was good.
That was it. I crave it no more.
I bought Easter candy today and no, I am not in the mood for sugar sweet chocolate.
I am craving Hot Tamales. I got me a box for my Easter basket.
Dinner is getting to be very hard. I am not in the mood for much.
I would love a roast beef dinner with mashed tators and gravy. I would love to hit Olive garden for their Chicken Alfredo....oh man.
And only Round Table pizza sounds good.
I get hungry every night at bed time. We are talking stomach growling hungry. Instead of ice cream and junk...
I grab a yogurt. Or sugar free Jello.
And not because I am trying to be good, because, it just sounds good.
I would almost do anything for some diet Orange Crush soda. (regular is too sweet)

It isn't just food I am craving.
Music -
If I hear one more country song, I might pull my hair out. And I like it most of the time.
I am just in the mood for some good old fashioned 80's alternative. We used to call it "progressive music"
Stuff like on my blog... Erasure, Pet shop boys, Yaz, Voice of the Beehive, Book of Love, They Might Be Giants...Depeche Mode, The Cure... OMD...all that good stuff.
I wish I had more on my MP3 player and not just on my blog.
Movies... not so much..
TV shows. Cooking shows. Gimme More!!!!! I want some more shows. Cops shows. CSI, and stuff. I am not in the mood for a love story, bleh! Which isn't me at all!

Another thing that is so not me is I want to clean everything.... I mean, everything.
Down on the floor with a tooth brush and bleach....clean everything.
I want it all organized, and I can do that, but the bleach I can not, so I get frustrated and hide on Facebook.
It is really hard to get organized when I have Emma like static cling to my side.... more frustration. My time is a two hour gap while she is napping, which isn't much time, when I have to save the dishes and laundry for nap time. (she pulls everything out of the dishwasher as I load it and she unfolds everything I fold) I am so frustrated.
With Jeff's help we are moving the boys from the small "butterfly" room to the big room when we get back from spring break.
So now they will have a big mess to clean, instead of a small one.
I have to pack up most of my scrapbook stuff and put it away in the garage. There is just no room for baby #6, Emma and my stuff in the little "butterfly" room.

I am nesting already and I am only 14 1/2 weeks. I have a long way too go.
Now I must wash clothes so I can pack.
What are you craving?

Going Home

It is offical.
We get to go home for Easter.
I am so excited.
But now I have 4 1/2 days get to the house clean and all the clothes washed so we can pack.
We will be gone for 10 days.
So that is alot of stuff to pack.
I have thought of packing small and washing there.
but still there is so much to do.

Okay, so I had nothing else to blog about.
I went to Reno yesturday, I had the best time with my friend Monica. I got a great deal on kids shoes - New Balance $17.99!!!!! At Ross.
Then we hit Sam's club and had to fit everything in her SUV. Hee hee, that was funny.
My favorite part was hitting Olive Garden. Chicken Fettichini Alfredo.
Off to Winco and back home.
A long but really fun day.

Jeff is working a double so thank goodness I don't have to make a fancy dinner.
Whooo hoo!
Not much else is going on.

APriL FoOls DaY

(3 posts in one night... are you amazed or annoyed....?)

Today a friend of mine called and asked if she could have a few drops of my pee.
Okay, so she really didn't ask that way.
She decided to play a April Fools Day prank on her hubby.
She wanted me to take a pregnancy test and she would leave it in her bathroom for him to find after work.
I said...heck yeah!!!!!
I try and pull that every year on Jeff. ( not the test thing,just announcing it) Sometimes it works, this year for obvious reasons...it didn't.
I went to my appointment peed in my cup. (standard procedure) and then asked if I could have the left overs....
Heck yeah I did!!!!
They did look at me funny, but I explained why. They loved it....okay, they didn't "love" it, but they laughed with me.
And plus, I wasn't sure I could pee twice in one hour. (I'm not that far along, gosh!)
She came over, I took the test, and surprise, surprise.... tee hee... it was positive.
I anxiously awaited the results of the prank.
But...her hubby heard on the radio, (either on the way to work or home, I can't remember) about what kinds of pranks people do on April Fools Day, and that was one of them. Wives getting a friend to take a pregnancy test. And he guessed it was me right away.
Bummer, it would have been awesome.

We did play a prank on the boys, and maybe it was mean, but we didn't let it go on and on.... we told them we were moving back to Sacramento.... but we are not.. not yet anyway.

The best of today, was me getting Jeff. (on his way home from work, in his really loud truck on his phone)
I told him I heard the heartbeats today... he didn't get it.
I told him that there were two heartbeats....
"Whaaaa?" was all he could say. I am not mean, and so I didn't let it last.
But I scared him good.
Anyone out there pull a prank today?

Yay for me.

So I went today to the doc for a check up and to be weighed... I hate that part.
I have not gained anything in the last month. Yay for me.
I heard the baby's heartbeat. Doc says it is in the 160's which is about what most girl heart beats sound like. Yay for me again.
I am not getting my hopes up...who am I kidding... I have them up so high... it is pathetic.
But I am doing fine. Yay for me!!!!

We figured out today we get to go to Sacramento for Easter. yay again!!!!
I am so excited.
We might be picking up a dog too. Another Yay!!!!
Jeff is not happy about it, but I am.
My mom is not a huge lover of dogs, not since our family dog died. (12 years ago) No dog is as good as Molly. (and I completely agree.)
But my Mom keeps talking about this dog.
To go back a few days....
The day after Zoey was put down, my sister Sarah called. She never calls.
She told me about this cute dog her hubby rescued from being put down the day before.
So the same day we had to put Zoey down, another dog was being saved......?
Well, my Mom thinks it is really cool. She thinks it is amazing.
I am excited, Jeff wants the back yard to have growing green grass and if there is a dog....
But I remind him of his job and how unsafe I feel when he has to leave town. I always felt safe with Zoey.
I am hoping he gives in, but you never know.
The dogs name is Champ. He's about 2 years old, I think. He is black and white. Looks like a border collie. Gets along great with people and kids, and other dogs.
My mom loves this dog, and ...like I said before, she doesn't ever say anything good about any other dog.
Think good thoughts.
Yay all around.
I caught myself singing and smiling......I actually laughed out loud.
I haven't been this happy in a long time.
A BIG Yay for me.

Tasty Tuesday: Oatmeal Chocolate Chip Cookies

This is my recipe.
I have never shared this with anyone before.
I have never tasted anything like these.
Close but not as yummy.
I almost know this recipe by heart.
I found this on the back of a package of chocolate chips about 12 years ago. You should see the copy of my recipe. I lost it once and had to go on line to find it. It was not the same.
I did find it eventually.
I ALWAYS double this recipe. I have actually never made a single batch....uh...funny. The dough freezes great.
You can just make plain oatmeal too. Nuts or no nuts... still very good.
I think I will make some more tomorrow. Jeff did only get a few from the last batch. (slow poke)
They just sound good.

Katie's Oatmeal Chocolate Chip Cookies
1 1/4 cups margarine softened
3/4 cup packed brown sugar
1/2 cup sugar
1 egg
1 tsp vanilla
1 1/2 cups unsifted flour
1 tsp baking soda
1/2 tsp salt
1 cinnamon
1/8 tsp nutmeg
3 cups uncooked oats
1 12 oz bag chocolate
1 cup chopped walnuts (optional)
Preheat oven - 375
Mix butter, brown sugar and sugar until creamed.
Add egg and vanilla and cream together.
Add flour, baking soda, salt, cinnamon, nutmeg, and oats.
Stir in chocolate chips and walnuts.

Bake 10 minutes

I would share a picture, but they got eaten before I could get a picture.