Thursday, January 31, 2013
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Wednesday, January 30, 2013
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Tuesday, January 29, 2013
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Monday, January 28, 2013
By the time Brian got home from work tonight (via my dad's for a bath) I had already fed the children and put them to bed. Being too wiped out to cook a second dinner, I told him he would have to fend for himself. He doesn't mind an occasional dinner of cold cereal, and that's what I expected him to make. Instead he decided that he was craving protein and started to make scrambled eggs. I was hanging out in the kitchen, talking with him about our day and watching him cook.
Brian (trying to fish bits of eggshell out of the pan): Dang it!
Me: That's why I always crack the eggs into a bowl.
Brian: Really? You do?
Me: Yes, and then you can whisk them really good with a fork without scratching the pan.
Me: You didn't put any butter in your pan either.
Brian: What? Why?
Me: Just a little bit of butter to grease the pan so the eggs won't stick and burn.
Brian: You don't even eat eggs!
Me: Yeah, well I can cook them better than that...
Brian: Would you get out of here! If you're not going to cook it for me then stop making comments about how I'm doing it wrong!
So I left...
For a minute...
Me (returning to the kitchen): Your eggs are burning.
Brian: Well someone should have mentioned something about the butter earlier!
Posted by Chrissy at 11:04 PM
Sunday, January 27, 2013
Brian and Jake stayed home from church to take care of Lila today. I was teaching the lesson in Relief Society (yikes!) so I needed to go, and Evie asked to come with me. I love all my children very much, but I have to admit that it was incredibly pleasant to go to church with only one. She sat and colored quietly and I could actually listen to the speakers and review my lesson. It was a lovely, restful feeling. One that I had almost forgotten you can feel during Sacrament meeting.
My lesson went well enough, at least from what I could remember. I was teaching from Pres. Uchtdorf's talk Of Regrets and Resolutions and I felt like his words did most of the work. The hardest part was trying to keep my emotions in check as I suffer from Madsen genetics where our tear ducts are tied to our vocal cords. I had several sisters stop me afterwards to tell me that I did a good job, so I think I must have at least made sense. :)
When we left church it had started snowing in earnest and I thought, "Oh dear, I wish I'd put something in the crock-pot. This is the kind of day you'd like to come home to a warm meal." Imagine my surprise to walk in to Jacob announcing that he had made soup and it was just finished! He had prepared Potato Cheese soup (a dry mix where you add water) all by himself and hadn't burned it or anything else. It was delicious and just the sort of thing you crave on a snowy winter afternoon. He went out of his way today to be helpful and kind to all of us, running and fetching for his father, teaching Evie the finer points of switching over batches of laundry, doing everything in his power to keep Lila calm and happy. He even took it upon himself to clean up most of the mess when Lila got sick after a particularly bad coughing fit. He is a pretty amazing nine year old, and I don't know what we would do without him.
Evie was just as eager to be a helper. She has decided lately that doing laundry is her favorite chore and without being asked will often sort the dirty clothes and bring up the clean ones from the dryer. Sometimes I have to re-sort as I am putting in more to wash and sometimes the ones she brings up aren't quite finished drying. But she never seems to get discouraged by her mistakes and just cheerfully sets about trying to remember to do it better the next time. I adore that characteristic of hers. She too has been so kind and patient with Lila and willing to get her drinks, popsicles, blankets and changes of clothing anytime she is asked. Evie actually started to cry when we had to take Lila to the doctor on Friday night, my tenderhearted girl gets so sad when someone else is hurting.
Lila is doing a little better. She is not fond of the medicines she has to take and cries and begs me not to give them to her, but she doesn't fight me and drinks them right down when it comes to it. She is still feverish off and on, and prone to be a little on the clingy and cranky side especially when she first wakes up. But once the medicines start working she gets so funny and chatty. She's also taken to calling me Chris, which cracks me up even though I don't let her get away with it and insist on being called Mom. (It's probably because she sounds exactly like Brian when she does it.) She told Brian today that she was sad because, "Today has not gone at all how I dreamed it would..."
All in all I thought it was a lovely Sunday. Lots of time laying around and watching movies together, it was a nice and relaxing day. Just what we needed before plunging back into another busy week.
Posted by Chrissy at 11:29 PM
Saturday, January 26, 2013
I cannot begin to tell you just how much I will never take my bathtub for granted again. Saturdays right now mean loading everybody and a change of clothes up, and driving to my dad's to use his bath. Tonight I actually took a turn, and I realized that was the first bath I've had this year! No wonder I'm so short tempered lately. The bathtub is my sanctuary where I would escape to read and relax on an almost nightly basis. I hadn't realized just how tied to my emotional well-being taking a bath was, but I am even more anxious and excited for us to have functioning bathing facilities again!
I'm so grateful that my dad has been willing to let us invade his space on a bi/tri-weekly basis. Most nights he feeds too! Tonight he went above and beyond and built a ramp over the garage stairs for Brian. It means so much to me, every gesture like that, that makes it easier to spend time with our families. We are so grateful for my Dad and all he does for us.
Posted by Chrissy at 10:17 PM
Friday, January 25, 2013
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Thursday, January 24, 2013
Posted by Chrissy at 9:45 PM
Wednesday, January 23, 2013
Be forewarned, this is a venting post so feel free to skip it if you want to.
Living through a remodel is like taking the worst parts of camping, staying in a hotel, and moving, and mashing them all together.
Camping: Inadequate bathroom facilities
Staying in a hotel: You're in an unfamiliar space, and you bump into things in the night if you get up to use the bathroom.
Moving: Half your stuff is in boxes and you can't find anything!
Add to that the mess and the noise and it's no wonder people go slightly crazy when doing this. We are at the stage where the Sheetrock guys are mudding and taping, and sanding, and mudding again. Sheetrock mud stinks. My whole house just smells dank and chemically, and gross. My sense of entropy is growing. It feels like anything I do to combat the chaos is a drop in the bucket to what needs to be done, and since I'm on someone else's timetable right now there is also a distinct feeling of helplessness. (Apparently I'm more of a control freak than I'd like to admit to being.) Today was definitely a throw in the towel kind of day, I didn't accomplish anything.
Okay, here's where I work on my word of the year and take back some control over myself and tomorrow. I will set three, small, very reasonable goals for me to accomplish tomorrow. Things that don't require anyone else's participation.
1) I will do the dishes.
I know I always feel better when my kitchen is clean and I am able to function in it if the mood to cook strikes.
2) I will change the burnt out light bulbs. Especially the one at the top of the stairs that has been burnt out for three years now.
It's a small chore and one that will help "brighten" my mood. (Hahahaha, you see what I did there?)
3) I will finish knitting myself a dishcloth.
I like to knit, I'm almost done with it, and a little something new is always a mood elevator. It will probably help inspire me to finish my dishes so I can photograph it artistically draped in the sink.
Yes, I think tomorrow will be better. I will work on letting the chaos flow around me instead of dragging me down.
Thanks for letting me vent...
Posted by Chrissy at 10:06 PM
Tuesday, January 22, 2013
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Monday, January 21, 2013
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Sunday, January 20, 2013
That's how you can tell the people with children from the ones without, or at least the ones whose children can talk...
Poor Brian was attempting to make cookies (I was letting him because I like to encourage that kind of independence.) when suddenly the butter he was melting exploded all over the microwave. He yelled, "Crap! Stink! Are you freaking kidding me?!"
I looked up and calmly said, "Butter should be melted in ten second increments."
Brian yelled back, "That would have been nice to know thirty seconds ago!"
Oh well, the microwave needed a good scrubbing. Of course, I knew that thirty seconds ago too... ;)
Posted by Chrissy at 10:01 PM
Saturday, January 19, 2013
The best anniversary gift I got today was this poem written by my son, for the express purpose of "so you don't have to take the time the blog tonight". Isn't he thoughtful? :)
By Jake (age 9)
My parents have been married twelve years.
Here are twelve reasons why I care:
I'd probably be stuck in heaven, instead of way down here.
I can play with my siblings, every day all year,
I can laugh when my mom runs away from deer.
I can hug them for comfort,
I can get rid of my fear,
I can travel with my parents to places far and near.
I have a mom who knits cool stuff,
And a dad who tells bad jokes.
Without guardians who were up to snuff I'd kick and punch and poke!
I have a grandpa who plays cards with me,
And another in Denmark,
Without their strength my whole life would really miss the mark.
Whew, twelve reasons to love my mom and dad, I'm kind of tuckered out.
Twelve ways to love my parents,
Who I love without a doubt!
Posted by Chrissy at 10:45 PM
Friday, January 18, 2013
The past couple of weeks have been trying, emotionally, mentally, physically, financially... pretty much every which way you can be tried. Every which way but spiritually, because we have faith that all the stress and discomfort and sacrifice we make now will be rewarded by the final product. We know that everyone who has a hand in this project is giving it their all to move things along as fast as humanly possible. We feel again and again how blessed we are to have so many people in our lives who are willing to help us and care about us and are every bit as excited as we are to see things changing and taking shape. I must apologize if I have seemed to be complaining and focusing on the negative. We truly do know what an amazing gift this is, not only for Brian, but for our whole family.
Today we received another amazingly generous gift. I got a call this afternoon from a number that I didn't recognize, but with all the different people coming to work in the house right now that isn't so unusual, so I answered it.
"Is this Chrissy?"
"Yes it is."
"This is so-and-so from such-and-such appliance business."
"Okay..." (Frantically wracking my brain trying to think why they could be calling.)
"This is a bit of an unusual phone call, so bear with me for a minute."
"You have a very kind, generous neighbor who has come in and purchased for you a front-loading washer and dryer set."
"Uh... um... are you serious?" (I was shaking and crying by this point.)
"Yes. We understand you are having some remodeling and painting done and so we just need to know when we would be able to schedule the delivery."
"Um... Uh... I... I'm not entirely sure. I would have to check with the builder. Maybe in two or three weeks?" (Freaking out my children who were wondering what was wrong because I was in shock and crying!)
"Okay, we will keep them in the warehouse and you'll just need to call to schedule the delivery when you are ready for them."
"I can't believe this! Thank you so much!"
"You don't need to thank me. You have a very kind neighbor who cares very much about you."
"This is too incredible! Can I ask who I should thank?"
"No, they've asked to remain anonymous."
"Then I won't ask. But oh my, thank you again!"
I don't know who you are and I will respect your anonymity. All I can say is that I hope from the bottom of my heart that you read this blog and know how humbled and grateful we are at your generous and beautiful gift. It is such surprise, we are completely overwhelmed! There has to be a word that means more than gratitude, more than appreciation, more than thankfulness. Such a selfless, charitable service is a perfect example of "Loving thy neighbor" and from me and my little family thank you a thousand times over!
P.S. I was seriously in so much shock after that phone call that when I called Brian to tell him what has happened the first words out of my mouth were, "Are you sitting down?"
Posted by Chrissy at 4:37 PM
Thursday, January 17, 2013
I finally figured out how to blog from my phone! Do you know what this means?! No more sitting at the computer, cudgeling my brain trying to remember the hilarious things my kids said during the day! No more missing posts when I'm out of town or away from the computer! More in-depth and insightful reporting of my day to day life! (Okay, I'm just kidding about that last one.) But this is still an exciting development. :)
I'm sure it will take me a little while to figure out exactly how to do everything, like post pictures, but I'll get there. I'm just so tickled that I couldn't wait to share my new discovery. And no comments from the peanut gallery, thank you. Just because I'm late to the party doesn't mean that it's any less special that I figured it out for myself.
Oh look, I figured out the picture thing too... I am on fire today!
Posted by Chrissy at 9:48 AM
Wednesday, January 16, 2013
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Tuesday, January 15, 2013
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Monday, January 14, 2013
I am grouchy.
The last thing I want to do tonight is blog and spread my grouchiness further, but I'm not giving up less than a month in.
Tonight I told the kids they'd better be on their best behavior as their father wasn't home to protect them from my bad mood.
They took me seriously.
I am tired and achy, and all I want is my bathtub.
It's sitting there, installed and with plumbing, but no handles yet.... just mocking me.
It's 8 p.m.
The kids are already in bed.
It's safer for all of us.
I'm going to go pout at my bathtub some more, then sigh in defeat and crawl into bed.
Posted by Chrissy at 8:18 PM
Sunday, January 13, 2013
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Saturday, January 12, 2013
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