"Wow, that felt really relaxed, thanks Deb." -uncle Rico

Gary REALLY needs a hair cut.
For some reason this is most apparent at midnight, knowing he needs to go to work the next day. Last night as we were getting ready for bed I commented, "We shouldn't have been watching the Olympics, we should have been cutting your hair."
It was obviously too late to cut it now... so instead, being responsible adults, we messed around with it for about the same amount of time that it probably would have taken to cut it.
Oh the laughter
Gary's rubber face and his suggestion for a nice seahorse frame kill me.
Here's a look at some of what made me laugh so hard.
Oh I love this man and how he makes me laugh.
Find the "Uncle Rico," "Kramer" "Dumb and Dummer" "80's heart-throb" "Scrubs"


If you don't know what movie the post title is from, you really should get acquainted with Napoleon Dynamite.

Kindergarten Valentines

For Olea's valentines for Kindergarten we used our Cuttlebug and Cuttle kids machines. Olea and Zurich had a cutting fest. Zurich mostly cut motorcycles and Olea cut hearts. Lots of hearts. I cut tags and then Olea assembled the hearts and motorcycles on the tags. Of course we were so busy doing I never took a picture till we got home from EVERYTHING and only had two left. So that's all you get. Olea had a great time cutting, gluing, writing etc. Thanks Grandma for the tools to do this. Olea drew a heart and then her name on each of them. Then we stuck them on the dum-dum sticks. I hot glued a dab on the back so the tag wouldn't slip off and get lost in the hubub of handing them out. Then I stabbed holes in a Ritz box and put all the sucker sticks in for her to transport them to school. It worked out great and all of them on the box looked cool. You'll have to take my word for it. When I was using my awl to stab holes in the box Gary comes into the stuido and says, "I'm glad you're not the murdering type."

Ya, good thing.

Tutorials

Back in the day I submitted a tutorial for this post on Totally Tutorials and checked back for a few days to see if it ever got posted... then Christmas came and I forgot about it. The other day I thought about it again and got curious.

Well friends

It was actually posted on Christmas day. Here is the link to the post there.

http://totallytutorials.blogspot.com/2009/12/tutorial-how-to-make-embroidered-iron.html

YAY!

Heart Tattie Sale

Head on over to corettadeesign.com to see info on the Sale I am having on heart Tatties for Valentines Day. The sale Ends Thursday!

Projects in motion

Oft times when I read a blog and see all the fun projects people post, it looks so Viola, ten minutes, easy sort of thing.
Maybe it is for them.
Back in the day I painted Olea's room. No wait. Let me begin again.

Back in the day we decided to switch the kids' rooms while they were at Grandma's and paint Olea's for to make her not feel bad she was getting the smaller room. So here it is before as the baby's room.

And working on it

Gary did the patches the night before when we moved everything out and we installed a lower run of shelving in the closet. Then I painted.

I did a one color rag roll and then pink swirls and blue butterflies and swirl accents by hand. This took the longest. The rag roll took maybe two hours.

And moved in complete aside from hanging up the pictures and such.

It was the first room in our house to receive the gift of colored paint (besides the basement).

Gary said that he loved it, but then looked around the room and said, but nothing matches... SERIOUSLY?! It's all pine, I retorted and then proceeded to point out the things that did match, but he had a point. I can't go buy her a bed spread, the kid has a huge enough pile of favorite blankets on her bed. But I can re-finish the dresser, because we've been talking about doing so for a few years. Yup, Years.

(This used to be our dresser before we decided to celebrate V-day and save little gifts and buy a dresser on the President's day sales. Good choice, and Olea got a fitting dresser out of it). But it has that dumb wagon wheel on it. I also had quite a bit of leftover paint since the pink swirls didn't take too much. I toyed with the idea of Modge podge to match her magnet board. Gary suggested I also paint the mirror pink. So I pulled a drawer out and took it into the garage. By the time I came back in for another...

At first I was just going to do the drawers. Then I got into it, I guess.

Pull off ugly wagon wheel and pulls

Sand and patch

Prime

Paint

Then decide to do the top

and the detail on the frame

Detail on the drawers

Then I modge podged the mirror frame just like Olea's magnet board. We picked out new drawer pulls that make it much easier for my little 5 year old to open a big long drawer.

Olea and Zurich "Turning gold into cash" (yay, the infomercials!)

Dresser complete and moved in.

Room done. Olea Loves it. She says it's a Tinkerbell room. SCORE! And Gary thinks it goes together better. Whew! These last pictures are since she's been living in it a while. She's 5 I'm not going to pretend that her room is spic and span all the time. This is life.

And I'm going to link this up a few places:

Gary is thirty

It's not me, so I can tell you his age. Remember when 30 sounded ancient. Well, folks, Gary is ancient. Since I am about 2.5 years younger than him, I have decided 30 isn't that old. I don't feel old yet, and our kids are still just little. Now you know how old I am. Who cares? I don't.

In celebration of being older Gary went off with some free ski passes he had from the Warren Miller show we went to back in, um, those months back before ski season. He went skiing with Eric, our brother in law, who we also went to the show with. They had fun making a "mockumentary" which I have only heard about so far. Apparently Eric will be editing it.

While the guys were off smashing into trees my sis Kendra and I hung out with my little leprechauns. Kendra, with M&Ms to entice, cut Zurich's hair, and we just pretty much hung out all day at the house.


When the guys got back from skiing, Eric and Kendra watched the three lil ones while Gary and I went to dinner using gift cards (from sky miles) at the Olive Garden. Can you see we are all about free? There was no cake. Gary didn't want it.

A few days later we got a package in the mail from my sis Kirsty. It was a smashing Make your own Light Saber kit. It was hilarious. Apparently she got the idea from filthwizardry.com.
For your viewing pleasure:


The Snuggies we all got for Christmas from Grandma totally added did they not?

dropping off the wrong side of the bed

ho hum

If I pop out of bed at 2 am to a little screamer down the hall and have to try and administer Motrin to a resisting two year old with out waking up everyone else, especially the baby who probably has an ear infection... and then have to sit with him for 45 minutes to make sure that the Motrin is bringing his fever down before going back to bed for 3 more hours. I'm not happy the next morning. Especially when said child starts the day out whining repetitively.

Are you?

But I'm trying to be. Really I am. The lack of sleep is killing me, but can't go to bed when Gary is still up doing bills and random assortment of 24inch computer screen work right in my sleeping/not sleeping line of sight. I'm not upset with him. I could go to bed if I had the energy to do it.

So instead, I read blogs, facebook, and write in the kids' journals and edit pictures in picassa and laugh at snorg tees.

For your pleasure these are some of the jems I put in my kid's journals tonight.

Zurich was headed to the living room with a cup in his hand I was telling Zurich, "No drink, no juice (Fresca) in the living room." He stops and looks at me all confused like and slowly points to Gary who is in the living room on the couch with his cup of Fresca. Nice job Dad.

Zurich had flipped over his dump truck and was using his toy drill to work on it. After he was done he flips the truck back upright and struts away with the drill in his hand while telling me, "I fix it, all done."

Tonight we were having spaghetti for dinner and Zurich saw the bowl of spaghetti and says, "Oh snakes." He likes the idea of snakes so I put some into his bowl. He jumps up and down a little on the bench his hands flapping perpendicular to the elbows and says, "Yay, snakes!" He ate pretty well and lately that's really a good thing.

While Olea was playing with Gary she triumphs, "I cheated! ...I mean I won."

Olea was cleaning out the dishwasher and was putting away a small hard cheese grater we have and asked, "Does the Grind Cheeser go here?"