so cute! and then so yummy

my sister had a couple of pigs out on their little farm.

that is had until a couple of days ago when it turned into 11 pigs on the farm.




it seems that everyone's favorite piglet is the little stripped one. he's so cute. the kids all said because he looked like a chipmunk they were going to call him Gopher, but I thought he looked more like bacon. my niece says she thinks that's a better name for him and so she is going to call him Bacon.

can it get any better?

over the last few weeks I've been having health issues that have been enough of a bother to actually go see a doctor. every test they have done has come back showing that everything is normal... however, something is most certainly not normal because I have been having painful edema and somewhat elevated blood pressure. nothing to worry about, huh.

so this morning I went to the doctor for more test results that said I'm fine on paper, why not go in for more freaking expensive testing that will just show the doctors that everything is 'fine'?

there was a brief... intermission, if you will, and then I was back home where everything is fighting and more fighting right in front of me. really? I know that I'm going deaf, but I'm not so deaf that I don't know fighting when I hear it, especially when it is within 5 ft of me.
but do they listen? why on earth would anyone ever do such a thing? I'm mentally challenged, at best.
but the day did grow and flourish from there.

• I had a child puke on the living room floor and
• had the previously mentioned puker throw the longest recorded tantrum and
• of course, while I'm trying to get dishes done the remaining children sat contentedly oblivious whilst the 3 yr old got tangled up in his back pack straps and proceeded to scream bloody murder until I came to rescue him. they never batted an eye lash and then tried to defend their selfishness by claiming ignorance even though the child was rolling around on the floor less than a yard away. all they had to do was turn their aristocratic head 90 degrees to the left after they heard the screaming. too much to ask for I guess
• little miss princess bawls her head off if I demand manual labor out of her. so she was crying and stomping her feet and throwing things around because she was mad at me for making her stop her very important bossing and coloring project. the nerve of me!
  
• I had a semi grown child wash a load of darks in BLEACH! WHAT THE?!
  
• and don't forget the fighting and not listening to me. I must sound like the adults in a Charlie Brown cartoon.... no, because those kids actually knew what those adults were talking about.

too funny to forget

Connor:
"Ronan said the same naughty word two times in a row. it might have been the F word or the J word"

ummm

There is a craft sale in Amboy in a couple of weeks. at first I said I didn't want to do it because I have had so many experiences that have scarred me a bit....
but on a second thought Erica and I decided that we might give it another shot. I'm not sure what she is bringing, but she want's to try again and so I asked for the info.
I do have a bit larger selection this year as I will add what didn't sell last year with new things I've made this year.

I'll have all my store listings - necklaces, earrings, and I'll be making some bracelets.
also some hats and a baby cocoon, wash cloths, soap saver bags and other bathroom items.
now I need to devise a display

the secret revealed

it is not uncommon to hear these words around here "I want just one day of no fighting"

now I'm not sure what caused Emma to finally ponder on this but it occurred to her that they made good on that already... on Christmas day. She then announced this to me which then got Connor thinking about the phenomenon. He calculated the answer shortly after and now the secret is out!

"you know how we didn't fight on Christmas?"
"yeah"
"it's because we were so happy from getting presents"



Now I just have to get presents for them everyday and I will never hear fighting again!

a rare moment

on occasion one of the kids will say something so sweet and so wonderful that it just about expunges all the naughtiness and fighting from their record. (not that I'm acutally keeping one)

yesterday Connor and Ronan went to my sister's house and we kept one of hers until after supper.
Tim and I went to make the switch. As soon as we got out there Connor came up to me and hugged me and told me that he missed me so much.
sometimes he will do this, usually when he wants something, so it kind of took me by surprise a little and makes me wonder what's wrong because after we got home he told me this...

Connor: I don't want Erica to get married (Erica is 15 and does not even have a boyfriend)
Me: why don't you want her to get married?
Connor: Because I love her...... and I will miss her.


awwww. I just melted

it just happened

I did not do this on purpose.
Connor wanted some scrambled eggs the other day and so I figured that while I was making some for him I would cut to the chase and just make enough for Ronan, too.
I was just cracking them and dropping them in the pan. I don't have time to be so creative with food that will just end up a mess anyway.it was nice to see a happy face, even if it was comprised of eggs and melted butter

ugh, it's hot.

"how hot?" you might ask.

well, it is so hot that my children's creativity has significantly diminished.
The three youngest are playing a game in which they are aliens and of course they must decided where they live. it has been decided that they live on "planet 'Alien World' ".

now if it would only cool off they might think of a better name

So I have a few people cattle prod me

and so I decided to add a few listings to the store.

They say I'm super talented and that the necklaces are cute. (and who cares what the dim people in our town think/or don't, I'm sell-able....)
We'll see