Yeah - so I am in trouble

ok so I have a food that I love to eat...cake batter...yeah I know raw eggs..yada yada.  Well I keep this craving at bay b/c I never buy cake mixes.  so most of the time my craving is at 9 pm and I don't want to get out of my PJ's and run to the store just to satisfy my craving (ok that's not the reason...I do not want to bake at 9pm at night and then have to clean up....and I couldn't see all the extra batter go to waste b/c after a tablespoon my craving is cured.)

So today The kids and I were going to make Mike cupcakes for our picnic on Sunday. (Tomorrow I am getting my hair colored/cut/pedi/massage so not cooking cupcakes tomorrow)

So I get up only to realize Mike took the Tahoe to work...no big deal except I HAVE NO CAKE MIX.  SO I do my usual allrecipes.com search (and for those of you who have never used the site...IT ROCKS!)  and I find one titled easy white cake recipe.  SO I tried it...did the whole cake thing from scratch...and...OMG the batter tasted like ice cream, the kids loved it too! (oh and I used eggs that had been pasturized so no worries there).  Anyway it made 12 exactly (minus our tasting portion) and now they are baking in the oven. 

This is now my downfall...b/c I am a math wiz (LMBO)  Anytime I am now hungry at 9pm I can cut the recipe in to 1/4 or heck 1/8th and eat my small portion good right...heck no...like I need to eat cake batter on a whim!

Crafty now aren't we...

I was bored last night, so I decided to knit Iz a hat for winter....

The actual color is not bright orange...more of a harvest orange, but the pictures show it much brighter...I didn't have a pattern, but I knew most of the knitting basics. She is wearing it right now and won't take it off...lol...I still need to get rid of the extra threads hanging but here it is :) Andrew saw it and told me he wants one too...I think I am going to do a strawberry next...stay tuned!

 

Oh and these are the last 3 painting I have done this month... (please ignore our messy junk room)

 

 

Chuck e cheese

Last week was Andrew's Birthday.

We all loaded up on Friday to go to Chuck E Cheese.

Isabel did not want to go...



Andrew got a crown and a balloon and rode with chuck e cheese



Isabel loved the pizza



Andrew playing the chicken and egg game




Isabel liked the chicken egg game as well



Mike and Andrew played the monster truck



They both loved shooting the puppies





Isabel drove like a mad woman






Decisions, Decisions, Decisions



All in all it was a great time...can't wait till August aand we can do it all over again!

Serious - please read about crack abuse

Yes, apparently there is an epidemic of crack in this town.  Dec 23rd (a day etched in my mind that I would love to erase, but I am afraid my mind is now scarred for life)  Me, My sister, and DH went to the DECA (grocery store on base) to buy a ham and other things for dinner the next night.  I had to go "potty" actually I had a case of the runs and I wasn't sure if I was going to make it to the bathroom in time, thus creating the problem of sending DH out to the exchange to buy me new clothes...but I did make it and before I got to the door I yelled to DH...go ahead and check out I'll meet you up front.  SO I finish my business and Figured that as long as I was in the bathroom DH probably had made it up through the lenghty line and was at a checkout stand, so instead of snaking myself through the store to look for him I instead walked in front of the cash registers...but as I was making the last turn through the maze of seasonal items that were in between myself and the registers somethigng caught my eye.  ya know what I mean...kinda like something shiny catching the sun and hitting you in the face.  I said to myself...that isn't what I think it is...so stupid me looked again and low and behold was a worker, in his late 20's, bending over putting cases of cans in a pile...and his crack.  Now you must say to yourself..."now look Missy (yeah I know sounds funny...mom used to say to my sister too and it was annoying)...anyway...now missy is it proper to mention this guy and his crack as if it were two seperate intities.  and this is where I would tell you...uhm if he is showing a full 6 inches of his crack it is!  I was mortified...what was even worse is that he was by the door it was cold, and  in my time walking to get around him( I did slow to make sure it wasn't a joke) he bent over a few more times....  which leads me to a point...

 

1.  I know when my crack is showing...even a tip...how do you not notice 6 inches of crack?

 

2.  My sister claimed it couldn't be that low, and I swear another centimeter and I would have seen not only hairy crack but what I can only assume to be a hairy scrotal sack too. 

 

3.  I didnt' know what to do....If I'd been a smudge braver, and had a pen or pencil I'd have stuck it in his cheeks.  But I am not, but then I got mad...he was wearing a belt...but he had his pants low and you KWIM....so DH wants me to write DECA a letter...WDYT?? I mean the place was full of kids and old ladies...and maybe I should have mentioned it too him but not only was I shocked, but he had a coworker beside him...why didn't they tell him?  I was too embarassed...

 

Oh and why didn't I mention this earlier?  Ah I got busy...plus I had almost pushed it a little into the back of my mind until at wal-mart today I saw a girl in her early 20's who I can only assume put her jeans on and got into the tub and soaked for a week.... and yes she had 2 inches of crack in the back.  But of course ( and I am not being mean either) once she turned around and I saw her It looked like butt crack wasn't the only crack in her system...anyway...my vent ...my rant...enjoy :)

Stalking the mail lady

Yeah I am stalking the mail lady.  Why?   have some new cloth diapers coming (yes we cloth diaper Isabel...and I love it...its a breeze and its good for the enviroment...so yes I am a breast feeding, clothe diapering momma...lol...but I still adore Steak so I am not all crunchy momma yet...lmbo)

Anyway I went out to my car and I saw her in the neighborhood...the mail lady...now I have my door open...just waiting on a package...and it may not come today, but I'm stalking her anyway.  I guess I could look up my deliver info from the website I ordered fom and see when it is...if its being delivered today...but where's the fun?  I mean we used to stalk boys(light use of the term here...ya know what I mean...I mean how many times did we drve by goodys to see if Josh the hottie fireman was working or not?  )

SO now I have evolved and moved on to stalking the little old mail lady :)

Update and thanks (not for those with a weak stomach)

Well I thougt I'd let everyone know (in case you haven't noticed) I have some new pics of the kids in my photos.

As for me...We went in for another ultrasound on the 30th.  There still was no heartbeat.  So later that afternoon we had a d & c.   Instead of general anesthia I opted for a spinal with sedation.  It wasn't too bad.  I don't remember anything after getting the spinal.  It took forever for me to get released though.  I was walking fine, ut apparently I had to pee before I could get released...and my lady bits were still numb so I couldnt pee...lo

The nextday (Halloween) I was feeling fine...no cramps etc...percocet was great...Mike took the kids trick or treating.  I stayed at home and handed out candy. 

The next dayMike was supposed to have 24 hour duty...meaning he wouldn't be home until the next morning.  Well around 11am I started having mild cramps...then around 3-4pm they were mind blowing...even worse than the contractions with Andrew.  At5pm I called Mike and said he might have to come home.  I went to the bathroom and 8-9 golfball sized clots came out as well as a rush of blood.  I called Mike and told him to get hom ASAP that we had to go to the er.  I called my neighbor ...I asked him is his wife was home, he said not for another 15 minutes.  I asked him if he could watch the kids untl she got home and he told me no, he had boards tomorrow.  What an ass, I am freaking bleeding everywhere and he won't watch the kids until his wife gets home.  I hope he never call us during an emergency...cause we won't be home.  So I ask him for his nighbors number b/c I can't find it.  He of course doesn't know it, but offers to go next door and have her to call me.  how sweet right...well she comes over and gets the kids and Mike takes me to the ER...where we wait for 6 hours before seeing the dr.  They give me several shots to stop the bleeding and shrink my uterus...and send me home with instructions to do nothing the next few days....which I do nothing the next few days. 

I had another appt on Monday...everything looks fine...its all over with.  

I do want to thank everyone for their thoughts and prayers.   

No heartbeat

We didn't find a heatbeat today at the ultrasound.  We go back next we make sure, but the dr is pretty sure we miscarried b/c the baby was measuring 9 weeks and there should have been a heartbeat.