My next 18 posts

Day 12: Something you are OCD about
Day 13: A fictional book
Day 14: A non-fictional book
Day 15: Your dream house
Day 16: A song that makes you cry (or nearly)
Day 17: An Art piece (drawing, sculpture, painting, etc)
Day 18: My Wedding (Future or past)
Day 19: A talent of your
Day 20: A hobby of yours
Day 21: A recipe
Day 22: A website
Day 23: A youtube video
Day 24: Where you live
Day 25: Your day, in great detail
Day 26: Your week, in great detail
Day 27: Your worst habit
Day 28: What's in your handbag/purse?
Day 29: Hopes, dreams, and plans for the next 365 days
Day 30: A dream for the future

Photo of me recently..........

Were you expecting me to say something? What would I say. Its a pic. of me. blech. ;)

Picture of me over 10 yrs ago

Ok so there are so many pics I could put up here..one of me in my dorky phase (har har yes im still dorky), one of me during or post high school..but I just like this pic. Its FUNNY! I look like a skinny little rat baby. I mean really only a face a mother could love. Those ears..I mean..those ears are huuuge! They look like they are melting off of my  head they are so big!! I wish I knew what happened..lol. But am so thankful that my ears moved up in the world and thankfully now sit where ears should. :)

A photo I took

 

I dont know what else to say..but I just love this pic of my Ruby Doo..shes my precious little angel, who is sometimes as difficult as she is precious. :* I love her guts!!

A photo that makes me Sad/Angry

Ok...now this photo makes me angry! Bet you cant guess why? Well its hard to tell..but right here..my pretty toes are sitting on a hospital bed. This makes me angry for many reasons. First of all the reason my toes are pretty is a pretty awful story.
September 27th 2008 I was heading to the Chrysallis for a pregnancy body treatment and a pedicure. I had to take Jasons car for some reason and oh the joy I got pulled over. Apparently Jasons tabs were expired. Stink! So first thing I got a ticket!!
Off to the spa..grrr. So I arrive get shown to the locker room where I awkwardly change with my cumbersome pregnant body in a very small space. As I am changing an employee from the spa comes in and asks if anyone is in the bathroom..I do not know as ive just arrived...without knocking she walks into the bathroom..and in on someone using it. I was rather shocked by this...most knock..its kinda rude not too..let alone an employee. Do they not have their own bathrooms?
After I was robed up I went and sat in the fancy schmancy relaxing room..and sat...and sat..and saaat. Finally, I asked the Hostess if I was going to be seen soon. She went and checked the computer and came back to let me know that my 'person' was running late. A few minutes later...yikes the unknocking bathroom intruding employee walks in and says my name. CRAP..not a good start.
I tried really hard to put on a good face and just kept hoping that everything was going to be wonderful. As we get in I laid down on the bed/table and asked if she could provide something to help me so that I was not lying flat...she had no idea what I was talking about. OK..if you are going to be doing a pregnancy treatment should you not know that a pregnant woman should not lie flat? Ok so after we figured that out she told me it would be a few minutes as she had not prepared for my treatment yet and "did not know what she was doing and had to read about it first". Are you kidding. She finally figured it out and put together the body scrub portion. Oh I forgot to mention that she left the lights up full bore..so bright and not relaxing at all. Anyway, so as she was doing the scrub part she made a comment that it was silly and she felt like she was giving me a sponge bath. NICE! Once that was done she stepped aside and had me get off of the table..I thought she would leave to give me privacy to get into the shower and rinse off..NOPE..she stood right there while I got my pregnant naked body in and out of the shower and back onto the bed. After she finished all the body stuff (talking the entire time about her kids) she gave me a scalp massage it hurt...she kept her thumbs in the same spot and wore a hole into my skull. She asked me if I wanted to move on..I said I was fine though I was dying..I just wanted to get the most I could out of my treatment..even if it sucked. She informed me that there was 5 minutes left in my ridiculous massage. OK I got back off of the bed and got into the shower one last time (with her right there of course) when I got out she suggested I stand for her to do the lotion as she felt it would be silly to have me get back on the table again. So I stood there..awkwardly raising my towel here and there to allow her to lotion me up. She finally left and I breathed a huge sigh of relief. So glad it was over so glad I was free of her. I got into my robe and headed back out to the relaxing room to wait for my pedicure. As I walked down the hall the awful woman was there and she informed me (with rolling eyes) that she would also be doing my pedicure. Sigh*. The pedicure started out ok..doing all the regular stuff..at one point it was highly painful as she tried to rip skin from my toe..I had to make her stop. She got on the paraffin and left the room. I was confused as I was supposed to have some sort of cool treatment for pregnant women and nothing looked or seemed any different. I asked the manager in the room if what I was having was the treatment I had signed up for. NOPE. Go figure. Thankfully they were nice and credited me. My awful spa demon..I mean lady that worked on me came back into the pedicure room and apologized for the mix up but then went on to tell me that I would not like it any way as it it was cool not hot. OK..but that is what I had signed up for. I left very angry and frustrated not relaxed at all!!!!!!!!!!!!!
That night I wrote a lengthy letter to the manager of the Chrysallis spa.
The next morning I woke up at 28wks of pregnancy...bleeding. I called my mom and dad and asked them to come over to watch Ruby and Elliot as I was heading to the Labor and Delivery. I was laying down on the couch so that the bleeding would hopefully slow and the baby would be as protected as possible. I had only felt her move once and the movement was so small and slight that I was terrified for her (Scarlet). I stood up to go out the front door so that we could leave and I felt a big gush of blood. I instantly checked and then laid down on the floor of our entryway telling Jason to call and ambulance immediately (which he thought was overkill) but he did it anyway. The baby still was not moving and I was a wreck trying to be brave so that Elliot and Ruby were not too scared. My mom was sick with fear. The ambulance arrived and so so wonderfully did Misty Kok, who I had just spoke with the day before at the park and she remembered where I lived since her husband did lawn service across the st. I was so happy that Misty came as she was the only female there. They got me onto the Gurney and got me into the ambulance only to go to Darigold where (sorry but its true) a very young and handsome aid in the Bellingham ambulance asked me a bunch of awkward questions about gushing blood etc while he tried to get an IV into me. Well I told him it would be hard but they kept trying and trying. I was starting to freak out when they finally gave up and took me to the hospital. Thus started my first stint at the hospital (5days). As a nurse was checking me over she saw my pretty toes..I told her that i had just had a pedicure..and she told me that in some countries they believe that pedicures or any massage to the foot can induce labor. And there you have it..(though it may not be true I choose to believe it) my awful terrible painful and rude experience at the Chrysallis Spa sent me and my wee little 28wk Scarlet to the hospital..and that is why that picture makes me Angry!

A photo that makes me happy

Why does this photo make me happy? Well thats easy..it contains the 3 things in this world that make me happy!!

20 of your favorite things

Hmmmm ok..
1. Jesus:  because he loves me no matter what
2. Jason: because he is my best friend, a good husband, and a great dad!
3. My kids: they are my world I dont know if I could breathe without them
4. My family: Well for the most part they like me just as I am, they challenge me, they support me...
5. Coffee: I dont have blood..I have coffee!
6. Books: Nothing is better than a good book...well and a cup of joe
7. My Suburban: I feel awesome in that thing..I love the rumble of the engine, I love how high off the ground I am, I love the 4 wheel drive..I love it!
8. Crystal Light Fruit Punch: cuz it makes water actually taste good
9. Facebook: It keeps me in touch with people when I would usually not keep in touch as it requires phone calls..and im just bad at phone calls.
10. Massage Therapy: because my back is a mass of tightness and pain at all times of my life
11. My Cell Phone: It allows me freedom and control all at the same time
12. Clocks: they make a happy ticking sound...idk but I really just like clocks
13. Fall: its beautiful and its cool...finally
14. Spring: its cool still and yet there is such promise in the air..the way it smells the way it feels..
15. My friends: This should probably be higher up on the list but I just thought of it now..but my friends...keep my grounded, give me the freedom to be the true spaz that I am, and make me very happy..friends make life better!
16. My House: Its not huge, but its cute, I got to paint it and it has new carpet. There is a coziness here that im so thankful for.
17. My Neighbors: Good people with good hearts and wonderful kids that get along with mine
18. My new stove: my old one was crap..my new one makes me happy
19. That I have never suffered personal loss in my own immediate family: Thankful that Jesus has kept his hand upon my family.
20: Stephanie Mundens Blog: It always makes me smile!!!!!