George Carlin and Alec Baldwin oh my...

Thomas is a new fixture on our TV. Wade has discovered a love for trains.
(I think its in the blood, my great uncle was an engineer, my grandfather owned a freight dock about half the older generation of my family worked for the rail roads.)
Thomas is cute but I don't get the "message" its trying to give the kids , they always have some message but its never spelled out at the end just sorta left hanging for the 3 year olds to figure out. What's up with that?

I also have to wonder what two of the biggest tree hugging, Bush hating, baby killing liberals on the planet are teaching my son as they narrate the show. I have watched it with him and the ones I have seen so far are "safe" from the liberal mind control but we will have to see.

For now we watch Thomas almost as much as Einsteins I am sure next week or maybe the week after it will be Bob the builder (Heaven help me!)

Why is it...

Why is it that men feel the need for a hair cut every 3 to 4 weeks?
Mike " It's touching my ears!" Carin "and" Mike "I NEED it cut" Carin " whatever!"

Why is it that a child that wants to play the Playstation can finish his homework and eat his dinner in 15 minutes but if he "isn't in the mood" to get it done or eat it can take 7 hours?

Why is it that the only time I want a Coke slurpee all they have at the 7-11 is Pepsi slurpee's?

Why is it that even when change is good it's never easy?

Why is it that my 11 year old thinks she is 23?

Why is it that when I am bummed I crave something to eat but I don't know what and nothing I eat fixes it?

Why is it that when I leave a surprise for Mike in his car or mail him a romantic card or anything like that I have to ask him if he got it?

Why is it that my cat thinks she is a ninja and hides and attacks my ankles when ever I go down the stairs?

Why is it that even when I have people to talk to and things to do I can still be lonely?

Why is it that I am supposed to live here in this place? I seem destined to stay here and I am not sure why.

Why is it I think moving far away would make me feel any better?

why am I babbling on like this when I should really be doing my laundry?

Fall leaves

I shot some really cool pictures of fall leaves this last weekend on a drive up to Snow Basin.
No really I did I just can't post them right now cause I can't find what the 2 year old did with the card reader. If I could show them to you I would show you my favorite one of a red leaf on the ground. I shot some vistas of the leaves and pine view down the mountain and those are nice but my favorite one I got laying on the ground
( well more squatting then leaning over really, there is no need to get dirty to do this is there?) it is this brilliant red leaf, you can see brown dead leaves around it and even a little gravel. Anyway when I find the card reader I will show it to you, promise!

It's still so overwhelming

Five years ago today.
That seems like it should be a long time its long enough for a child to be born and go to school, its long enough to pay off a car you have bought, its long enough to have changed jobs at least once, But somehow this still feels like it happened yesterday, it still tears out my heart. When I see the images of that day I still have tears rolling down my face and I still get very angry.

We should still be angry, we should still be mad enough to so what is necessary to stop terrorist from ever doing this to us again. I take courage in the fact that we have an amazing military with men and women who are willing to put themselves in harms way to stop the terrorist on the other side of the world and not in my backyard.

Thank you all Army, Navy , Air Force, Marines thank you to all the reservist that have walked away from there normal jobs, homes and family's to help make America a safer place for me and my family. I know that nothing I can say will be enough to thank you fully. Please know that I do thank you from the bottom of my heart. I pray for you and your family's every day. I want you to know that we support you and your mission and that we know we are safer because of you.
I hope that this day will always make me cry that I will never get to the point that I am over the hurt, the loss and the anger this day means to me.

God bless our troops, God bless America, let us never forget this day.

My life is blah...

My life is blah that is why I go weeks or even months between blogging. I have nothing interesting to write about, I should I have an opinion about everything and I am never wrong just ask me ;O).
Lately my day has been get up make the bed, get kids and Mike off to school and work, clean the house, dork around online, wonder what I am going to fix for dinner and that's about it.

I told you my life was blah!

On the other hand I get wonderful hugs from Wade with a pat on the back, Miranda when she isn't being "Miss Attitude Problem USA" will still put her arm around me and tell me she loves me, Austin will still blow me kisses as he gets out of the van to go to school and he always gives me a hug when I need it most. My sweet Mike is supportive, caring and one of the best tennis players on the planet ;o) So I guess my life may be boring but I am very very blessed by the people that are in it.

Its soccer time again!

Yippy! NOT!
I am the self admitted worlds worst soccer mom!
I hate getting up on a Saturday at 8 am to sit in th cold (or be there at noon in 95 degree heat) , I hate that they change the rules every time he gets a year older (I as just starting to get the rules from last year :o( ), I hate worrying he will have an asthma attack, I hate that its supposed to be "non competitive" they aren't even supposed to keep score but some of the coaches, dads and especially moms are out yelling at their kid or the 12 year old that is the referee, I hate bugs and dirt and grass and being outside in general!

What I do love is my son and he loves to play soccer! So I will be out sitting on the sidelines trying to be supportive, trying not to be the mom yelling at the kids from the other team cause they touched my son. I will get up on Saturdays at the unholy hour of 7:30 so I can drag a lawn chair up the hill to the soccer field and listen to my 11 year old daughter complain and say all the stuff I can't cause I'm the mom and I have to be supportive ;O) !

We will miss you Steve...

Steve Irwin of "The crocodile Hunter" fame was killed earlier today in a freak sting ray accident while filming for a show to be hosted by his 8 year old daughter Bindi. Steve was as outlandish as they come and one of the most entertaining people on television. His loss will be felt all over the world as he had fans everywhere.
My thoughts and prayers are with Terri Irwin his wife and Bindi and Bob his children at this most difficult time. It is hard enough to lose a loved one but to have to deal with it in the glare of the media spot light but be almost unbearable.
We will miss you Steve. I am sure heaven will never be the same ;O)