Friday, December 5, 2008
Underneath my kitchen sink, the faucet started to leak. I investigated and sure enough, a washer-ringy thing broke. So, not a big deal. Just get a new one and all should be well... WELL, we did get a new washer-ringy thing, but as I tried to replace it, I snapped the pcp pipe. That was in October. I'm not sure why I've waited so long to fix it. Perhaps roaming endlessly down Home Depot aisles was enough to keep me at bay, but I think more than anything, I didn't BELIEVE I could fix it. Today, as I was trying to deal with Mr. One Sink Wonder, I had enough. I grabbed the broken pipe & babes in tote and we were at the big orange square in no time. And it wasn't that bad. We found the faucet repair aisle (it's really called that) and I compared my pipe with a few other bad boys & I found the match. It took 3 minutes and $2.50 later to find myself under my kitchen sink. Never mind Sophia coloring on the kitchen floor, have you looked under your sink lately? It's a crazy mess, but I was determined. Ella supplied me with words of encouragement and when I finally thought I got all the parts back where they belonged... we ran the water and Mr. Two Sinks was back! It's appropriate that I purchased a red BELIEVE decor a few weeks back. It's residing on my kitchen table or maybe it should go hang out with the sink... because I learned a valuable lesson today. BELIEVE in Santa, ok... that's good. But BELIEVE in self, that's priceless. And speaking of christmas, as a present to self, I think I'll make an ornament out of the old pipe, just as a reminder to
Wednesday, December 3, 2008
Friday, November 21, 2008
tell me now if you came sneaking up behindbut I just call it getting by ~dixie chicks
would you know me and see behind the smile
I can change like colors on the wall
hoping no one else will find what lies beneath it all
I think I had it all so well
stepping out everyone can see my face
all the things I can’t erase from my life
standing out so you wont forget my name
that’s the way we play this game of life
looking through the crowd I search for something else
but every time I turn around I run into myself
here I stand consumed with my surroundings
just another day with everybody looking
I swore they’d never see me cry
you say I’ll pay the price
that’s a chance that I’ll take
though you may think I’m telling lies
Thursday, November 20, 2008
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Monday, November 3, 2008
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Friday, October 24, 2008
Favorite stuffed animal: my puppy
Wednesday, October 22, 2008
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Friday, September 26, 2008
Wednesday, September 24, 2008
Hey mom, look what I can do today? I can take my diaper off! Wheeeee, the fresh air feels good. I like my new tricks. I'm one. I'm taking my first steps. I can hold my diaper in one hand and use it for balance. I'm practically a genius. Aren't you proud of me? I know you are. You're taking pictures. Even the cat is proud of me. What's that mom? Ella's going to watch me while you take a shower? Ok. That's fine. I love my sister. We'll just watch some cartoons. Really, you don't have to put a diaper back on me. I like this new found freedom. Well, if you insist.
Did I tell you I can take my diaper off?
You love me.
Sophia Bia Bee
Monday, September 15, 2008
Sunday, August 10, 2008
We went on a picnic today with Grammy and Papa Bill at Angel Lake. It was a beautiful little lake about an hour from Elko, Nevada. Grammy and Ella went on a hike that took about an hour and thirty minutes! They had a huge adventure climbing over streams and rocks and seeing a beautiful waterfall. We had a nice picnic over looking the lake, and then Ella and Papa Bill went fishing. Ella caught her first fish, a rainbow trout. She was so excited and even held the poor thing. I'm not a fisherman, never claimed to be one... (but if I say that out loud the Reams side might disown me. Avid fishermen. Me? I start to cry. That's right... I cry and cry and cry.. and yet, somehow I find myself on these fishing excursions.) It was fun to see Ella with her Barbie fishing pole. That pole is magical because we caught several trout with that little pink thing. :) Lot's of fun. Tonight, as I was putting Ella to bed, she told me she was a fish. :) I have major momma guilt because I remembered to put sunblock on Sophia but forgot to put some on Ella. She actually looks like a lobster, not a fish.
Monday, August 4, 2008
She misses her daddy. He wasn't able to come with us, and today she had a huge tantrum because I had to say no to something (can't even remember what it was). She started screaming, "I want my daddy!" She is daddy's girl, 100%. I told her we could call him on the phone and she just cried even more and said she wanted him here with her right now. Shortly after this craziness, she passed out (because she woke up at 5:30 this morning)! Good grief. What's gotten in to her? That is just way too early especially since I have to share my bed with her and that means no sleep for me because of those crazy gymnastic moves she pulls all night long.
(I'm sending her to grandma's bed tonight.)
Sunday, August 3, 2008
Are you outerspaceonauts yet? Daddy is growing fierce five o'clock shadow. I could either be King Lear or an extra in Michael Jackson's Thriller video. I miss you guys! I have to leave a light on when I go to sleep. I read "Small Pig" for motivation. ". . .and sinks down, into the good, soft mud." Hope you are finding some "good, soft mud" or a catfish or dogfish or rainbow fish.