Chores for the day

Laundry

Dishes

Pick up toys.


Chores for yesterday:

Pick up Toys

Dishes

Laundry

Chores for the previous Days:

Same as above.

Do you happen to see the evil cycle that I am living here?!?! ARRRGGGGGGGGGG!!!

My Girls are spoiled!!

Right now........this VERY INSTANT....Daddy is taking his 3 girls upstairs and putting them to bed. Mean mommy just said you three go up and brush your teeth and get ready.......the 3 of them immediately ran to daddy and did their.......we are so scared daddy....come with us....read us a story......cuddle us daddy PHULEASE!!!!

He immediately gets up and is now upstairs with his babies. Now the monster voice and the girls running around squealing. Thump thump thump right over my head. In fact, I hear them making a pow wow in our room!!! Sounds like cramped quarters tonight.

But honestly, I can't complain. This time goes by so quickly and soon our babies will not want to be camping out with us or squealing at simple scarey voices. I will treasure this and treasure the fact that Daddy does spoil his girls!!

The messes I need to clean up right now.

I have several big messes in my life right now that I am trying to clean up. Most of them are superficial regular kind of messes. Dishes, kids playroom, LAUNDRY, etc. But I do have some messes that are relationship wise. How do I fit within the relationship, is this a realtionship that I just need to let go of, how can I fix this current relationship.

I know the answers and what I need to do to clean all of my messes. But the thought of actually doing it, well, *sigh*, it exhausts me. And I am stuck right now trying to find the motivation to get my butt in gear and CLEAN UP. But I know I can do it......and I WILL do it.

Although.................

The laundry mess has me stumped. I swear the clothes are secretely mating upstairs. I have secret survalience going on.....I will catch them. I will!! And soon the entire world will know....oh yes, they will!!

My husband ROCKS

I have a rockin huband...............why......well let me tell you.

He loves to bake cookies and brownies. Oh....and he does not use boxed recipes. He hunts for recipes or will just make up his own. *sigh* Its so awesome!!!

Love is when your husband of 10+ years comes in with homemade brownies with cookies n cream ice cream on top.

Its SUMMERTIME!!!

Thanks goodness for that!! I was on the verge of a complete mental breakdownfreakout.

Now I can piddle around and FIX my beautiful garden. Oh....did you know I planted a garden this year?!?! I did.....it was B E A U T I F U L!!! I have several different kinds of berry vines (which I am hoping will do well here in Phoenix), and I have yellow squash, zukes, cukes, carrots, watermelon, cantaloupe, strawberries, green beans, a TON of grape vines, onions, lettuce, pumpkins, 3 different types of corn, and giant sunflowers.

Notice I said it was beautiful. That is because I had it all in by March. It was doing AWESOME. Then my husband threw a pitch fork at me and gave us a suprise.

We are getting a pool.

YAY!!!! But that meant I had to transplant a ton of my zukes and yellow squash. They are coming back ok.....but I did loose the pretty little finger sized veggies on them. But I saved the plants so they can produce later this summer. And my corn is right by the gigantic hole in my yard. The rebar guys were really careful traipsing through it and didn't hurt any stalks. Now I just have to worry about the concrete guys who are coming on Tuesday to fill our big hole with Cement. Its only been 2 weeks and our guy says it should be done in 2. Its going to be awesome!!

YAY FOR SUMMER!!

If you Give a Mom a Muffin

**disclaimer.....I DID NOT write this. But I LOVE IT!!
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If you give a Mom a Muffin

If you give a Mom a muffin,
She'll want a cup of coffee to go with it.
She'll pour herself some.
The coffee will get spilled by her three year old.
She'll wipe it up.

Wiping the floor, she will find some dirty socks.
She'll remember she has to do some laundry.
When she puts the laundry in the washer,
She'll trip over some snow boots and bump into the freezer.
Bumping into the freezer will remind her she has to plan dinner for tonight.

She will get out a pound of hamburger.
She will look for her cookbook (101 Things to Make With a Pound of
Hamburger).
The cookbook is sitting under a pile of mail.
She will see the phone bill which is due tomorrow.
She will look for her checkbook.

The checkbook is in her purse that is being dumped out by her two year old.
She'll smell something funny.
She'll change the two year old.
While she is changing the two year old the phone will ring.
Her four year old will answer it and hang up.

She remembers that she wants to phone a friend to come for coffee on Friday.
Thinking of coffee will remind her that she was going to have a cup.
She will pour herself some.

And chances are......
If she has a cup of coffee......
Her kids will have eaten the muffin that went with it.

We are almost done!!

Things are wrapping up in my end of the world and I might be able to breathe soon!!! I am so excited!! Here is a quick list:

1) 9 more days of school for the kids!!

I LOVE summer break! I LOVE having my children near me and with me all day long. Yes they fight, yes they drive me batty, but I LOVE them and I LOVE them being with me. Craziness and all.

2) 9 more days of school means 9 more days of work for me!

WOOT!! I GET MY BREAK.

3) No more brownie meetings!!

I love brownines and will be the leader next year....but I don't have to worry about that till September!

Oh did I mention 9 more days of school!!! The count down is on baybay!!!!

A Picture of ME

This is my 4 year olds artistic rendering of me with my hair in braids. I am particularly proud of my coy look, plump lips, and rapunzelesque braids. I am a total HOTTIE!!

Just PLEASE don't marry a Kevin

Every morning I wake up, get myself together and try to get my 4 children dressed, fed, hair and teeth brushed, lunches made, everything packed up for school, shoes on and out the door without too much of a hassle by 7:30 am. You may not think that it's hard, and it may not be, if I could drag my lazy butt out of bed at 5. But I don't. I sit in bed and procrastinate till about 6:30. Then its me jumping up and running around like a chicken with its head cut off. With this in mind, let me tell you what happened 2 weeks ago.

It was our typical morning of starting too late. The only difference this day was my kids were fighting me on everything we ALWAYS do. Instead of getting dressed I had babies playing with barbies and just laying in the middle of the floor. Instead of getting dressed and going downstairs to start breakfast, I had babies coloring and playing recorders. Needless to say, I was starting to get stressed because it was 7:10 and NO one was ready, NO one was fed, and who knew WHERE their backpack stuff was!! So I threw outfits at all the kids and told them to hurry up and get dressed while I went downstairs to make lunches and throw together some sandwiches to eat on the way to school. Now I usually don't dress my children, they are more than capable of dressing themselves. But I do help with certain zippers/belts/buttons. So when I handed out clothes, I gave my youngest, J-elf, a dress KNOWING she could totally get herself together and ready. When she came down I noticed that the dress was a bit above her knees, note to self, the girl was growing. And since it wasn't too short or odd looking I let her wear it.
So start kinda freaking out on the kids, throw them in the car, and off to school.

Well, right before the time I was suppose to get J-elf from preschool, I get a call in the classroom from the nurse. When I saw the number my heart jumped (my E-gurl has allergy issues and I KNEW it was going to be about her) But I hear this voice asking me what kind of mother I was. I was like WHAT THE HECK...who is this?!?! Come to find out it was one of the kinder teachers, and she continued to rant about how she was going to report me to CPS. (don't worry....this woman and I go way back and have an excellent rapport...the wench) Anyways, I was like calm down Tif - why you giving me a hard time. Well APPARENTLY at kinder/preschool pick up my daughter was sitting on the curb, in her short skirt, withOUT panties flashing all the parents in the pick up line. In fact, it was SEVERAL of the parents who allerted the kinder teachers on duty that the little girl right in front was flashing her who haw to EVERYONE. Luckily I am friends with all the kinder teachers and they whisked my daughter to the nurse to try to make her decent. *sigh* I immediately ran down to get her and on my way the news was already through several teachers and I had several come to me asking me why I didn't give my girl panties, what kind of girl I was raising etc etc etc. The whole walk down to the nurse I kept thinking I KNOW I gave that girl panties. WHY didn't I notice that she did NOT have them on?!?! Oh crap.....I KNEW I woldn't live this one down for a while.

When I got to the nurse another Kinder teacher (one who I have a zinger war with) asked me if I had seen Brittney yet. I was like who are you talking about....and she said....BRITTNEY....YOUR DAUGHTER.

Here
it
comes

OHHHHHHhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh yeah....REAL FUNNY. So now the kinder team has been refering to my J-elf as Brittney. And everytime she is in a dress, they ask for a panty check. Man how I hate those women.

Oh and you know what else I haven't been living down? When they asked J-elf WHY she didn't have panties on she said. "Mommy kept yelling at me to put my shoes on. She didn't yell at me to put my PANTIES on. (then insert big sigh/eye roll here)" Which also led to her proclaiming how the only way we get ready in the morning is mommy running around the house in her panties yelling at everyone to get dressed and ready for school. Do I even need to tell you the heck I have been receiving because of this. DO I!?!?!?

I
don't
think
so.