The Start Of My Adventure With Square Foot Gardening

I have been wanting to start a garden for many years and kept putting it off for some reason or another. Well I finally got off of my lazy ass and got going with my square foot garden (http://www.squarefootgardening.com/). I am so excited about this concept and I can't wait to get my seeds in the ground. I am the type of person that if there is too much to do at once my brain just shuts down and I end up doing nothing most of the time. Gardening felt like that to me. Where would it go? How big do I make it? How do I contain it? What do I plant? How many of each vegetable do I plant? AAAARRRRGGGGHHHH! So I was very happy and excited when my sister Jaime lent me her SFG book for me to learn a thing or two. I decided to improvise on some of the things because of the cost of a few steps but I don't really think it will make a huge difference and if it does then I will learn my lesson :o)

I had hubby build me a 4 x 4 box and Jake and I started digging away.
And of course Jake had to play a quick game of Tic Tac Toe before we got started
My box was built with wood that was 1 foot wide instead of 6 inches so I wanted to put it into the ground about 6 inches. I then layed down some newspaper instead of weed cloth.
And then I dropped a layer of potting soil on top of the paper and watered it down.
So that was day one. Hopefully within a day or two I will get hubby to go pick up some manure (we live very close to cows) and I will lay down a layer of that and then another layer of potting soil. If all goes as planned I will have my seeds planted on Saturday. Cross your fingers for me.

They Say It's The Happiest Place On Earth...

And that day it was. The little ones had no idea where we were going until we were parking. When I finally told them Lexi was a little skeptical but believed me when she read the signs. Joshy read the signs too but was still convinced that I was playing a joke on them. I think he was a believer when we finally stepped into the park.

What an incredible day! We had the time of out lives. They were both very weary of the rides and hesitated each time on the way in. But on the way out they were both laughing and saying how fun it was.












Then there came Space Mountain. The legs were shaking and the pleads to get out of the line were fierce. I knew they would love the ride so I made them tough it out. They got on and they screamed their heads off and when it was over they begged to go on it again. They haven't stopped talking about the "best ride in the world" since.

I am so happy I waited till they were a little older to take them for the first time because this is a day I know they will never forget.

3 days and counting

3 days till what? You might ask?


In three days we are taking the kids to Disneyland for the very first time!!! Jake (16) has gone about 3 or 4 times but my little guys (6&8) have never ever been. I am so excited for them!!! It is a surprise, the little ones don't know yet. They know it is daddy's birthday that day and we might take him rock climbing or something but they have no clue where we are actually going. I can't wait to see their little faces light up when they finally figure it out. I just really hope that they are open to go on all of the rides. I guess we will start small and slow and work our way up to my favorites, Thunder Mountain and Space Mountain.


OH I can't wait till Thursday.

Aren't I too old for this shit?

What I mean is, aren't I too old to get so sucked into a fictional story that I wish I were one of the characters?

As a kid I used to read Stephen King books and I loved so many of them. Then, as an adult I began to fall in love with Thomas Harris books. But all that love the the writings of these two men does not compare to the love I have for the Twilight Saga by Stephanie Meyer. I am not only in love with the books but with the characters. Particularly Edward. Well Edward, and Jasper, and even Carlisle. I mean in a way Edward, at 17, is way too young for me (I am 33) but then again he is way too old for me at 107 years old. I just completed the first book, "Twilight" so who knows how many others I will fall in love with.

Now I am not sure that you have read these books or intend to read them so I must warn you that there is no guarantee that I will not let a spoiler slip. Consider yourself warned.

Now don't get me wrong, I haven't just jumped on the vampire bandwagon. I have always been secretly fascinated/intrigued/obsessed with vampires. I have always thought they were dangerously sexy, but Stephanie Meyer has shown me just how sexy.

I just can't wait for a little more quiet time so that I can get started on "New Moon."

Does your kid play on a sports team?

Mine do, and I am usually the coach. Not because I know much of anything about that particular sport (usually soccer) but they are young enough that I can still wing it and they will still learn the game. Also because it is so hard for the leagues to get people to volunteer so I step up to do it for the league and mostly for my kid.

Wait...what did I say up there? Did I say "volunteer"? So we don't get paid to do this? We get NOTHING? We are giving up our time, and our sanity, and our voices and we get nothing?!? Oh wait a minute, we do get something; every year, I get at least one parent telling me that I am doing a crappy job, that they can do it better!

Well I'll tell you what, let me go get my time machine and we will go back to when they were asking for volunteers and you will get off of your fat ass and step up to do the job since you are so much better than me!!! Oh, that is not possible? Well then sorry, you are stuck with sucky old me as your kids coach.

When I volunteer to coach these 6, 7, and 8-year-olds, I know what I am getting into. I like kids, I know how to deal with them. It is hard and tiring and sometimes frustrating but at least they are acting their ages. We have fun and I really go take pride in their learning.

Don't get me wrong, most of the parents are sweet and understanding and supportive...

BUT THERE IS ALWAYS THAT ONE!!!

She handled it like a rock star!!!

My poor little girl! At her last dental checkup we discovered that she has crappy baby teeth and will need 2 baby root canals and some crowns and fillings. Luckily her permanent teeth are pretty strong and are cavity free. After agonizing and procrastinating to make the appointment I finally did and we went in for appointment 1 of 4 to fix her flawed grill. I was so scared for her and I really tried to hide it and lighten the mood. I'm sure she read me like a book.

The hygienist called us in and sat her down and the first thing she got was the "happy gas."

It worked like a charm and she was watching the movie screen on the ceiling and finding her music on her (my) MP3 player.

I opted to sit in the waiting room and wait for her; I hate the dentist for myself, watching my baby girl go through a procedure is excruciating!

About hour later I was called in and they said she did really well! I was so happy but I knew she would handle it like the rock star that she is.

She went about her day all crocked faced from the numbing and I expected some pain later that day but instead you know what she did? She practiced soccer for an hour and a half with her team. When I told her that she didn't have to practice today her response was "Why mom? They didn't work on my legs, they worked on my mouth." I was so proud.

And now she is officially a pirate!

I am finished with school... now what?

So after 9 not-so-long months in medical transcription school I have finally graduated and I passed all of my classes the first time around! YAY ME!!! Now it is time to look for a j.o.b. My resume is currently in the hand of my brother-in-law for review and editing. He will help me make it look professional and then I will send them out to wrangle me the million dollar job.

Nervous? Hell yeah! I haven't worked in over 8 years. Excited? Hell yeah! I don't know if I am ready but I am always up for a challenge and I am always up for making moolah. I have to say how very fortunate I am that I am going to be able to work from home and be there for my kids and continue to homeschool them. I know it will be hard as hell, I probably will have to work into the wee hours of the night so that I can still focus my attention on my top priority, my family. But I can sleep when I am dead (in 80 years) right?