Kids.....You Can't Live With

Sierra knows just what buttons to push to drive me totally insane. Mark came home on his lunch break today and told her that if she wants to stay up to watch "Raw", then she must take a nap. If not she doesn't get to watch (and Raw is the only WWE show that has John Cena). The child now has a picture of him on her door that she kisses every night before she goes to bed, a poster hanging on the wall by her bed and his wrestler. She also throws a fit if she doesn't get to watch him on TV (when she does see, she practically starts to hyperventilate), its bad. So, you would think that she would take a nap without fighting me, right? Wrong, she was put down at 1:00 and it is know 1:29 and she has been up every 5 minutes.
I love you to pieces, but sometimes she just drives me crazy.
She is finally silent, so maybe she decided to stop fighting (either that or she is thinking up some other excuse to get out of bed, so far it has been "I need a hug.").

In other news, I have been getting emails from a guy that I used to go to school with. And for the life of me I have one idea who he is. I feel absolutely horrible about it. And I wonder just how many people out there are trying to find me (because they had a crush on me, or because I touched their lives in a positive way) and when/or if they find me it leaves me scratching my head, not knowing who they are. My friend Juli, as well as my husband, thinks that this is funny, I fail to find the humor, but maybe someday I will. One thing that is funny is the fact that after all this time the guy looks exactly the same now as he did in the 8th grade.
Looking back at what others were like is very easy, but have you ever tried to picture yourself (not physically) when you were in school? Were you a bully? Were you superficial? That kind of thing. I have, and let me tell you, its not easy. I remember trying to hide my home life (and my bruises) and for the most part being successful, unless you count in Juli. She seemed to know everything that happened at home, even without me telling her. She even knew about a crush that I had on a classmate, one Zach Johnson. For the life of me, when I went to Webb City High, I thought that Landon Rose was the guy that I liked, well except for the girlfriend, a cheerleader. Then a week or so after I moved, came to realize that I liked Zach, but somehow Juli knew. People like her are unforgettable, if you have someone like her in your life, please let them know how much you care about them and are thankful to have them in your life. These people are true friends and trust me they are hard to find and should be treasured always.

No Body Loves Me

Well some people do, but still. This week has been sooooooooo boring. It seems like all I have done is clean (and type recipes).
Wait, I did get a visit from Delaney, she spent most of it grading papers. I spent most of it trying to keep the girls from destroying the house. She told me that her sister, another of my friends, moved. That's right, Tegin, up and moved. No email, no call, nothing, she just bought a house and moved in like 2 weeks. The last time that I had talked to her, they were not going to be able to move for a few years, because they didn't have the credit rating for it. Whatever.
Mark has been working nonstop (or at least it seems that way). We even got into a fight about it. They have cut out the overtime (for now), so that they can get there bonuses. Yet he still leaves 30 minutes before he has to be there, is only home 15 minutes of his 60 minute lunch break and takes anywhere from 30 to 45 minutes to get home. Now I know what you are thinking, it takes time to get back and forth from work, normally I would agree. The thing is, we only live like 2 miles from his job, so there is no excuse for it to take that long. He is forever saying that I have a boyfriend, so I told him that he needs to stop spending so much time with his girlfriend. He took the offensive, so I don't know. I was just upset last night, he never seems to want to spend time with me, unless its in the bedroom and then he gets upset when all I want to do is sleep.
Ok, so maybe this week wasn't so boring after all.

God Love The Extended Weekend

For the first time in what seems like forever Mark was given 4 glorious days off in a row. It was wonderful. On Thursday we went to Sierra-Lynn's favorite place in the whole world, Chuck E. Cheese. She had a blast, we even got to meet Chuck E. Its kind of funny depending on how you look at it. Mark and I were taking turns riding the virtual roller coaster with her (she refused to get off). On my second turn with her, she lost all interest when she saw the mouse walk by and even tried to jump off so that she could get a closer look. I still can't believe that I took second place to a mouse.

Friday was spent at the video store and then at home on the couch watching movies. We rented "Flushed Away" and "Saw 3". "Saw 3" was watched while Sierra was napping, and considering our recent run of bad luck with horror movies, I did not go into this movie with high hopes. I loved it though, granted it could have bounced from one time to another less, but it was much better than "Saw 2" or any other horror flick that I have seen in the last year. We all got a kick out of "Flushed Away", if you haven't seen it, rent it. You won't be sorry. We also started our garden in our indoor greenhouse, hears hopping that this year it works. They do say the third times a charm.

Then on Saturday, we were outside all day, which ended with a BBQ. To make things more like our old house, we bought some bird feeders a few weeks ago and find the time on Saturday to make a cute bird feeder holder/flower box. It is 4x2 foot at the top and bottom and stands about 6 foot high with lattice on the top. It should be really pretty this Spring (once we put flowers in it). Here is a picture of a red bird that loves it already.

Sunday, was a little less eventful. We took a small road trip to Washington, MO, to check out the new super center that just opened, and had a picnic lunch at Krog Park. Lunch was cut short by an unexpected arrival, a bee. A few years before I met Mark he was attacked by bees/hornets/whatever and stung over 100 times. He now is more afraid of them than they are of him, which he openly displays in front of Sierra, making her panic when they are around. Lucky me.

Yesterday, Sierra and I spent much of the day outside (after getting up at 8 am). We meet some new neighbors, maybe in a few weeks when Debbie goes back to work, I'll get to babysit her two boys and have some extra money. That would be soooo nice. Speaking of nice, when Mark came home from work yesterday he brought Sierra home a John Cena action figure. Now picture this if you will. He is 6 foot 3 and she is somewhere between 40 and 41 inches tall. He gives her the toy and she leaps (from the ground) into his arms, in one leap, with him standing up. She then starts covering him with kisses and almost makes he pass out from squeezing him so hard.

Today, she has of course decided that she is going to be a royal pain in the @&& (rubbing milk into my table, spitting milk on herself, kicking/kneeing/and licking the wall after being put in the corner). She hasn't even got to see WWE Raw from last night yet. Speaking of, did you watch it Jules. The Rock was on it. For all of you that missed it, the Rock gave the English translation of Umaga's name, it means "shriveled monkey penis".

Shocking

Thursday, when I woke up, I awoke to a shock. My dad was on the phone, and no, I didn't have to call or email him first. My first thought was that something had happened to Grandma Bea, but he said that she is fine (considering that she is 92). He just wanted to see how we were doing. Maybe he does care, although it didn't bother him that Sierra called him Uncle Gary, so I don't know. I am just happy that he is finally making an effort, I guess that not contacting him (in any way) for 2 months got to him. He is even standing up to his sisters (who still treat him like he is a child). Yes, I am aware that on the subject of my dad I am wishy washy, but that is my God given right as his daughter.

My sewing machine is finally working the way that it is supposed to. For the last month, it has given me nothing but problems. We even went out and bought a new one, but I didn't really like it and it now lives back at Wal-Mart. We do, however have a brand new 32 inch TV. I love it. It is HD ready and so much bigger than our old 19 inch that I have had since I lived in Tennessee.

I know that the real reason why anyone reads this is for updates on Miss Sierra, so here you go. For the last week my sweet little baby has had a cold. She spent two straight days just laying on the couch or curled up on my lap (two things that she never does). She still has a runny nose, but she is back to her old mischievous self, never shuts up self.
She is more obsessed with John Cena than I am. She can see him on TV for a second and her little heart starts beating twice as fast as it does normally. She also as a photo of him hanging on her door, and (I kid you not) has to kiss it before she goes to bed at night. Last night I forgot to let her give it a kiss and she started throwing a fit and refused to go to sleep until the kiss was given. Lord only knows how she is going to react tonight when he and three other WWE Superstars appear on "Deal or no deal".

Gym Night

Yes, I know that my life revolves around this little girl, but I just can't help it, I love her so much. I wanted to post some photos from Thursday night. I would have posted them yesterday, but I spent all day pampering Sierra's butt. I mean this literally. Right before we left the gym, she was running full speed towards the pompoms and her feet went out from under her and she went down hard on her rump. She says that it is still hurting, my poor baby. I know where she is coming from though, I can remember having a bad day (when I lived at my dad's). I got on the bus and wasn't really paying
attention to anything and I flopped down on a friend's text book. Oh my God that hurt, so my heart goes out to her.

Last night we watched WWE's Smackdown and let me tell you, Sierra is now very upset that we are not in the car headed to St. Louis Mills Mall (it is being invaded by WWE superstars). We told her that we might go next year, but I don't think that is what she wants to hear. She only wants to go so that she can see John Cena up close and personal (he's not even going to be there so she won't miss anything), but she is 4 and wants instant gratification. What am I going to do with her?
I really should be asking what am I going to do with Mark. He gets want he has been wanting ever since he left Securitas and he turns it down. I just think that it must be nice to be a man, you can &^%*^ about something, get it, and walk away from it and no one even bats an eye. Don't let a woman do that though. If a woman does the same thing people call her an airhead. How is that fair?
Oh well, in 2 years when he can enter the assistant manager program and then the company will pay for us to move (who knows maybe to a place near you J).

Sierra-Lynn

Anyone who knows me well, knows that this little girl is my life. She is sweet (most of the time), loving and compassionate (and a John Cena fan, her and I both think that he has beautiful eyes). In my experience that is hard to find in a child, but she manages it. She is currently in the living room (probably trashing it) with her friend Mia, Mark is going to be so mad, he just cleaned it yesterday. You heard right, he cleaned it and the kitchen and I didn't even have to ask him to do it. Here are some current photos of the sweetest little girl in the whole world.

Here she is showing off her Valentines dress.

Dancing with Daddy (my blue eyed babies).

Just being her goofy little self while going through her clothes.

Man life was so much easier when I only had to do this blog. For some unknown reason I would rather tell the world about my life than do that and help people to became the healthy people that they were born to be. My reason, doing both takes so much time, then I also have my house work, taking care of Sierra-Lynn (as well as Mark), and trying to find the time for me, then there is the typing and the sewing and the laundry (to steal a line from Cinderella).

Speaking of movies- I have actually seen a good one. After all of the terribly bad horror flicks of last year. I had to switch genres, for the time being Mark and I are giving up on horror movies (its not like any of them are scary anyway). Back to good movies, "Cinderella 3" is incredibly cute. Although at the beginning you want to shoot her for having such a perfectly perfect year. When the step family gets a hold of the wand things get funny and you start to feel sorry for Lucifer. He gets turned into a duck with the head of a cat, a jack in the box and gets shrunk (there is more, but I thought that I would save some for you to find out yourself). It is sort of predictable in the Disney since that it has a happy ending, but sometimes you need one of those.

Another kick butt movie, and this time in the literal since I give you "The Marine" starring that blue eyed honey John Cena (sorry just a tad partial). This movie gives you tons of action and lots of stuff going boom. I love it more every time that I watch it, it also gives me my Cena fix between WWE events. God help me I think that I need rehab for this addiction.

If you are looking for something that is a little else explosive and a little more on the light side, you could try "Man of the Year" with Robin Williams. Although it does lack for the comedy that you are used to with him, some parts are down right dry. All in all, not a bad flick to watch with your kids. Who in the world (other than Robin Williams) would walk away from being president?

Sierra-Lynn's Play Date

I have to say that I am sorry that it has taken so long to get this to you. I have been recouping from the 5 1/2 hour play date. I don't do Valentine's, but Sierra still likes it so I thought that I would be a nice mommy and let her have some friends over, two of them couldn't make it (the person bringing them was in the hospital). Four of the children did show up and three of those stayed for a full 5 1/2 hours, so needless to say I have been a little on the tired side for the last couple of days.

Anyway, I promised pictures and here they are.

Here we have Jacob, Sierra-Lynn, Mia and Christian making a mess of Sierra's room.

Next, we find little Hannah (not the cousin) eating our "striped delight" dessert.

And lastly, we have Sierra, Christian and Mia playing either cars, barbies or kitchen center (not sure what).