Monday, 09 November 2009

  • Worst. Houseguest. EVER...

    Starting to wonder if there's merit to that old saying "Nice place to visit but I wouldn't want to live there." 

    Ants?  Been there done that.  More or less conquered the buggers.

    Geckos?  Cute from a distance.  Their movement still startles me and I have no desire to play with them the way my kids do, but they really don't bother me any more.

    Rats? Oh yeah there was that one stuck in my car door.  Good times.

    Mice?  I can hear them occasionally in the garage.  I've dealt with mice in previous homes.  Feel I can handle it.

    Cockroaches?  The hardest critter for me to get used to, but I don't scream as loudly when I see a big'un any more.  And I have actually reached the point where I can even just flick the little brown ones away if I see one on my car door frame or whatever.  In getting the ants under control, we got the happy side benefit of somewhat getting the giant roaches under control as well, so we really haven't had trouble with them in the house for a while now. 

    But CENTIPEDES?!?!?!  CRAWLING ACROSS MY TV ROOM FLOOR?!?!?!

    Uh.  No thank you.

    Worst.
    Houseguest.
    EVER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

    Gotta love being terrified in my own house. 

    The worst part is that Willy leaves for Korea in the morning and now I get to live in complete terror for the next 10 days wondering if I'm going to have to try to conquer one of these things myself.  *shudder* *gag* *convulse*  I will seriously just curl up and die if I have to face one alone.  A giant flying B52 cockroach sounds almost welcome after seeing this thing creep across my floor.  ACK!

    A close up cuz I know you want to see the detail... *shudder*  (Thank goodness for zoom... no way I was getting close to it to get the detail.)



    A little better shot to give you size reference.  See Willy's giant man fists?  I'd say this one's at least 6" long.



    And just to make sure you get the full freak out factor... a little video for your viewing  torture pleasure.



    Sleep well.  I know I won't... 

Sunday, 01 November 2009

  • Howdy howdy howdy. Happy Halloween...

    Once again, we experienced a deep sense of satisfaction as we roamed the neighborhoods begging for candy trick-or-treating and watched lightbulb after lightbulb go on over peoples' heads as they put two and two (and two) together and figured out we were all in costume cahoots together.  Halloween 2009 was a success (minus one hat and one wig which caused more drama - and laughter - than could have been expected).

    The Campbell Crew, Toy Story style...



    Mr. Potato Head and his Missus

     

    Little green army man at least 1000x magnified...



    Howdy howdy howdy.  I'm Woody.



    To infinite...and beyond!



    And Jessie the Yodeling Get-this-wig-and-hat-off-me Cowgirl

     

    How sweet and cooperative she was the night before at our church's Trunk or Treat activity!  Like a completely different child.

     

    You've got a friend in me...



    Happy Halloween!

Tuesday, 27 October 2009

  • I NEED to blog...

    And I don't mean a blog with the massive photo updates that I know I've promised.  I don't mean the huge summary of the great time we had with family who came to visit recently, either.  I mean some heartfelt, what-the-heck-is-going-on-inside-my-head kind of blogging.  I haven't done it in a long time.  I NEED that outlet.  So here goes.

    I'm having a hard time deciding which is the best word to describe myself:  lazy, selfish or unmotivated.  Maybe just tired.  Or depressed.  Scared.  Or apathetic.  Some days I think I'm shamefully arrogant and other days I'm more insecure than I care to admit.  How can I be arrogant and insecure at once?  I don't make any sense to myself.

    Before you go saying "those words don't apply to you!" let me assure you I've got a whole portfolio of examples to the contrary.  Take a walk through my house and you'll see my laziness and apathy illustrated.  Watch me play enough games of Bejeweled Blitz in a row to get the friendly little PSA from the makers of the game that says "Wow!  We appreciate your dedication to the game and the fact that you've played 20 games in a row.  But please remember to look away from your screen and focus on a distant object from time to time." and maybe you'll believe that words like selfish and unmotivated really do apply.  (Unless of course we're talking about motivation to rank on the top of the Bejeweled score board.  Toss a brainless competition my way and that's apparently all the motivation I need.)   I despise my messy house, but I'm perfectly capable of sending the kids to bed at 8 p.m. sharp (because after 8 is my time-selfish example #832) and plopping myself in front of the computer for a few hours, or on the couch to watch t.v. instead of spending even a few minutes rescuing our disaster zone of a house.  Eventually it gets disgusting or overwhelming enough that I snap, turn into Monster/Martyr Mom, go on a rampage and get the necessaries done.  But then I have to add words like angry, bitter, jealous, and ugly to the list of descriptive words that I apply to myself.

    The arrogant vs insecure thing is maybe the most baffling phenomenon to me, and the one that has me scratching my head this afternoon.  Somehow in this apathetic, unmotivated self, there's a tiny being who thinks she's capable of ... well... everything.  At one time or another (and I'm not talking about childhood dreams... these have all relatively recently been tossed around in my head) I've had aspirations of being:
    • a singer/songwriter
    • an actor
    • a novelist
    • a children's lit author
    • a home business owner
    • a piano teacher
    • a "real" blogger
    • at my goal weight
    • a marathon runner
    • out of debt
    • a graphic designer
    • a school teacher
    • a photographer
    • a motivational speaker (BWAHAHAHAHAHA!)
    And while I've touched a few of these things with the proverbial 10 foot pole, I haven't actually worked consistently toward becoming any one of my dreams.  Because while I'm arrogant enough to think myself capable of everything (?!?), I'm so insecure that at the first inkling that I won't succeed, or the first realization that I'm grossly untrained for such lofty dreams and could never rub shoulders with the best of the best, I toss the idea aside and abandon it, slinking back to Bejeweled Blitz where I can, at least usually, make my way to the top page of the score board and consider myself a "success".  (Note to self - uninstall the Bejewled Blitz app from my Facebook account.)  Instead of investing time and energy into learning, training, and developing skills to pursue some of these aspirations, I give up with a quick self-reflection of "what were you thinking?!" and I move on.  I'm so terrified of failure that I find myself incapable of action.  And I am so paralyzed by fear of rejection and the notion that people can't possibly find value in the things I do have to offer, than I end up offering nothing.

    I'm sure this sound like some kind of self-flagellation, or worse yet, a desperate cry for praise and encouragement.  I assure you it's neither.  It's actually just a lead-in to my declaration that I will not give up on the project I'm working on right now.  Even though I'm feeling a HUGE amount of self-doubt and I'm going through that all too familiar feeling of "What in the world was I thinking, claiming to be capable of XYZ?!" I will not give up.  I may have to just find ways to forgive myself for my lack of housekeeping skills and my all-too-frequent Manic Mommy moments and I'm definitely not going to be taking on any additional lofty challenges right now.  But I will absolutely forge ahead with this opportunity I currently have and I will not allow myself to throw in the towel just because it's hard and a little uncomfortable to admit I need direction and help through the process.  I'll ask questions.  I'll welcome constructive criticism.  I'll work through obstacles and I'll figure out how do to what I need to do.  I will not quit this endeavor.  If nothing else, I'll accept that this is a really good opportunity to open myself up to the learning process.  And in the hopeful best case scenario, the experience will open me up to the success that I keep thinking I'm somehow capable of.  And then maybe I'll even be brave enough to tackle yet another aspiration down the road and see it through to success! 

    So I'm still not sure which descriptive word suits me best.  Scared but hopeful.  Lazy with a dash of stubborn determination.  Selfish but desiring to change.  In any case, I guess "human" probably sums me up best.  I'll accept that description for now.  I'm probably a slightly neurotic version of human, but I doubt that I'm alone, so I'll assume I'm in good company and just keep trying to improve.




    (Sorry I'm being vague about the actual opportunity I'm focused on right now... I assure you that the very moment it all becomes official I'll be here sharing the news!)

Saturday, 17 October 2009

  • Special October birthdays...

    "This month is such a special one it's birthday time for..." Ben and Brady!  (If you're not singing a song right about now, maybe you should listen to THIS and you'll understand my little reference there hehehe.)  Brady turned EIGHT on October 5th and Ben turned TWELVE on October 9th.  These are really important milestone ages in our church so this has been a pretty exciting month for our family and especially our two birthday boys.

    Here are a few pics from the boys' birthdays.  Yes, Brady's gifts are wrapped in leftover pink from Molly's birthday.  I assure you he was not the least bit offended.  In fact he requested it when I was pulling out wrapping paper. The boy heard the phrase "Tough guys wear pink" and latched onto it as his life mantra.  He calls it his favorite color, even.    For his birthday he got a scrapbook about him, age 6 (yeah yeah... I'm a bit behind), a High School Musical Dance game and mat (!!!!!) and some Pokemon cards, including a Charisard card he's been drooling over for months ( )  He was thrilled with his gifts, and delighted with his cake (must have sprinkles!)

       

    Ben had asked for white cake with cookie dough ice cream.  I'd gotten off schedule on his birthday and hadn't picked up his ice cream or wrapped his presents, so I left the present wrapping in Grandma's capable hands (my folks were both here the week of the boys' birthdays!) while I bolted to the store to pick up ice cream.  As you can see from Ben's struggle, Grandma is much fancier with her ribbon tying than Mom is.  Ben got his scrapbook, age 10 (yeah yeah...), an XBox 360 game and a model airplane kit.  He was thrilled.  And for cake?  No sprinkles please! "I hate sprinkles!"  Yes, sir!  (Please no praise for my mad cake decorating skillz.  I already know how much I rock.  )

     

    So the birthdays themselves were super fun and the kids enjoyed their gifts and treats and stuff.  But the really special day came for both of them on Sunday October 11th.  Ben graduated from the Primary program (children's group) at church and advanced to the Young Men group.  Age 12 is an important one for young men in our church.  "In the Church today, worthy male members may receive the Aaronic Priesthood beginning at age 12. These young men, typically ages 12–17, receive many opportunities to participate in sacred priesthood ordinances (like passing the sacrament) and give service. As they worthily fulfill their duties, they act in the name of the Lord to help others receive the blessings of the gospel."  (From www.mormon.org)  Ben was so excited to be ordained as a deacon, and was especially grateful that both of his grandpas were there to be part of his ordination.





    Sunday was a very special day for Brady, as well.  In our church, we believe that children reach the age of accountability when they turn 8 years old, and at that time they can choose to be baptized as members of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints.  Brady had been looking forward to this time ever since Ben was baptized!  He was so excited that his special day had arrived.   We don't take pictures of the actual baptism, but it was very special.  He was baptized by Willy in a baptismal font at our church, where he was fully immersed in the water.  It was so special to see my second son choose to be baptized and then be confirmed a member of the church.  I can't believe I didn't get pictures of it, but I'd made Brady a white fuzzy yarn lei for him to wear.  It turned out beautifully (if I do say so myself!) despite being my first attempt at lei making.  I'll have to take pictures of it another time.  I was really pleased with myself, and he was really excited about it, too.

     

    And if all that weren't enough...  Sunday was the first day Molly (who has hit 18 months old!) got to go to the children's nursery for the first time.  And she actually stayed there and didn't cry!!!!    LOL.  So it was a special and exciting day for 3 of our 4 kids (and one especially relaxing day for Willy who usually has to try to entertain Molly while listening to Sunday School lessons and such hehehe)

    Still working on playing catch-up, but I didn't want to let this part of the last month get any farther behind.   It was a really neat family week!!  Thanks for peeking.


Thursday, 15 October 2009

  • In case you were hoping to start your day with a giggle...

    A bit of Family Home Evening fun this week.  Nana and Papa gave Ben and Brady a barely belated birthday gift when they arrived here in Hawaii this past weekend:  An American Idol Double Dance Showdown!! Wooo wooo!!  This is how we entertained ourselves on Monday night.  Enjoy!  We sure did. 






    Then Ben got in on the action with some moves of his own.





    And Willy couldn't let the kids show him up.





    I know you're just dying for an evening of fun with the Campbells now!  You can only wish you were as cool as we are! 

Tuesday, 13 October 2009

  • Adventures in letterboxing...

    This is a blog entry I started about 6 weeks ago and never finished....d'oh.  Worth sharing some pictures though so here you have it.   Just a "bit" late!

    My kids are off track already and so we've been looking for fun new things to do during their break from school.  Brady was fighting that ear infection so we haven't been able to spend time in the water like normal, so we really needed something different.  Enter letterboxing!  Letterboxing is like geocaching but without the GPS.  People hide a little treasure box and provide clues as to the box's location.  In the treasure box you find a stamp (often times hand created!) and a little notebook or pad of paper for you to log that you found the box and see how many others have found the box since it was "planted".  We've chosen two letterbox clues to follow so far and have been delighted by where the treasure hunts have taken us so I wanted to share a few pictures of our adventures!

    Last week we were led to an AMAZING location on the island.  It's called Kukaniloko and is known also as "The Birthing Stones".  There is a cluster of dozens of large stones in the center of a small grove of trees, surrounded by farm fields and a protective circle of guardian boulders.  It's amazing.  It's where royal families as long ago as 800 years would send their women to give birth.  It's considered sacred land and absolutely felt amazing to be there.  The kids were very respectful and quiet while we were there, but were super excited when they found our first letterbox!  We had brought a little turtle stamp to stamp the booklet indicating we'd found the letterbox.  We wrote in the initials for our login name "Campbell Crew" with the date we found it.  It was really fun for the kids to treasure hunt and strike gold on the first try!


                      

    The following week we were led to a letterbox in Portlock which is a wealthy part of the island near Hanauma Bay and Koko Marina.  We had to climb down a fairly treacherous, dark and steep path and then emerged onto this beautiful rock cliff overlooking the ocean.  I had all the kids with me but couldn't take Toby and Molly down the steep and slippery climb, so I left Ben with the littles in the car while Brady and I went hunting first, then once I knew where it was and knew we could get to it quickly, I left Brady with the littles and went back down with Ben to let him find it.  (My legs were BURNING after the climb!)  But once again, SUCCESS!  This one was much trickier to find which made it even more exciting!  (Although the first location is now one of my favorite places on the island...)

                        

    The third week of the kids' off-track break, we attempted one more letterbox hunt.  Unfortunately we found the exact spot the clue led us to, but the box was no longer there.  Still a fun hunt in a place we really enjoy called Tracks Beach Park (Willy's favorite snorkeling hangout!)  We went there the day Willy took me out to a place referred to as the Turtle Cleaning Station where we saw 3 beautiful turtles lining up for the fish to eat algae and other growth off their shells.  It's an amazing place to visit and was a doozy of a swim.  I've never ever swam so far as I did that day, and I did great getting out there but pushed myself "a bit" too hard on the way back in and practically hyperventilated and had a panic attack.  Next time I take a boogie board FOR SURE so I can just float and relax when I need to instead of feeling the need to quickly get back to shore.  In any case, it was an AMAZING morning swimming with my hubby but disappointing for the boys to not find the letterbox.

       
     
    This last pic is of something that cracked Willy and I up.  Someone must have found an abandoned mask and snorkel and dressed up this buoy with it.  Too fun!
     

    So as promised... the beginning of some major catching up!  More later tonight or tomorrow!


Monday, 12 October 2009

  • I'm here...

    It's been a month since I blogged.  I don't know why.  It's been a busy month, yeah.  But not too busy to take a few minutes and type out what's going on.  I think I have to admit that I miss comments.  Man that feels shallow!  But it's true.  Ultimately I blog for me and my family.  I use it to help me date and detail my kids' scrapbooks.  I refer to it when I need to remember specifics about events or illnesses or the like.  But I have to admit that I love the creative writing outlet and the feedback and comments people used to leave.  When people stopped commenting, a bit of the joy went away too.  I think people are still reading (of course after a whole month of not blogging maybe I've been forgotten...) because people make random comments to me, saying "Oh I read on your blog..." or "How did (fill-in-the-blank) turn out? I read about that on your blog."  And every now and then someone I had NO idea even had my blog address will comment to me (or Willy?!) about something I blog ... (Hi Jared!  Hi Matt!) so I know there are still a few people at least who peek in from time to time.  But I think everyone is pulled in so many directions online lately that no one seems to have enough time to devote to any one thing.  I obviously haven't been making time to blog myself, let alone read/comment on others'.  But because of my #1 reason for blogging, which is documenting our family life, I HAVE to get back to it!  My premium expired, so I have to apologize for the lame-o ads that have returned.  I've considered jumping ship and moving to Blogspot since 5 of 6 of my blogging sisters/sisters-in-law have their blogs there, as well as oodles of my friends.  But when I try to navigate over there I feel scared by the newness.  Xanga is comfortable and do-able for me.  But man oh man how I hate ads.  We'll see.  Opinions on Xanga vs. Blogspot are certainly welcome.

    Anyway, this is just a teaser blog post I guess.  Nothing of substance.  Just a bit of rambling.  But I'll be blogging a bit tomorrow.  It's been a VERY busy few weeks!  I need to get it all written down!  So if you're in the mood for some catching up, be sure to stop back by over the next couple of days.



Wednesday, 02 September 2009

  • Words you never expect to say...

    I just heard some squawking coming from the kitchen.  I'd heard the large pantry cupboards being opened and closed repeatedly (a common pastime for Miss Molly).  I knew Toby had been in the kitchen with her, so I jumped to what I thought was the logical conclusion.

    Me:  Toby!  Let Molly out of the cupboard!

    Toby (in a muffled voice):  Molly's not in the cupboard.  I am.

    Me:  Well why is she squawking?

    Toby:  I won't let her come in.

    Me:  Well let her go in the cupboard then!

    Did I really just instruct my 4 year old to let my 17 month old into the cupboard?  I'm not sure if this is an example of negligent parenting or one of my super cool mom moments.  Either way, the squawking stopped. 

Wednesday, 19 August 2009

  • Quick updates and a few fun videos worth taking a few minutes to watch...

    I can't believe it's been three weeks since I last blogged.  I think I'm getting worse, not better, about blogging.  *sigh*  In my defense it's been a crazy crazy three weeks' worth of time!  We survived the last half of Willy's time away from us while he was working in Manila (read all about his Philippines adventure HERE ; I think that will work... here's hoping.).  And then our life schedule intensified to the nth power.  First, Toby and Ben had to have "well child" visits to get doctor release forms for preschool and football, respectively.  Toby had what we assume was a bug bite that got infected so we got him started on an antibiotic.  And he had to have a TB test so his one doc visit had to turn into two.  Then Brady came down with a wicked painful ear infection (the outer ear kind, not deep in the inner ear) and also had to start a regimen of antibiotics 3x a day.  (His recurred after completion and we had to start a new stronger antibiotic.  We finally seem to have him on the mend, but it's kept us out of the water waaaaaaaaay too long!)  In addition to random doctor visits, I suddenly found myself with three new piano students to fit into my schedule, shuttling Toby to and from preschool three days a week, getting myself to hula lessons once a week and shuttling Ben to and from football practice four days a week.    I've donned the chauffeur cap reluctantly and keep a book in the car with me at all times for when we get stuck waiting for a practice that runs long, etc.  So far so good, but I sometimes feel a little frazzled and can't remember what day it is.  (It didn't help that while Willy was in Manila I was having to calculate time zones... His clock time was 6 hours behind us, but he was a calendar day ahead (?!?)  It was nuts and totally messed with my head.  Anyway.  My point?  Life got BUSY all of the sudden.  Way busier than we're used to.  But we're easing into our new schedule and events and it will be comfortable-ish in another week or two, I'm sure.

    So here are a few random pictures from the last few crazy busy weeks.  My parents and Willy's parents and my sis and her hubby are all coming to visit in October so I feel like I need to prepare them for my kids.  This is what they have to look forward to!

    First, a few pics of the kids all playing together.  On the slip and slide.  Because, y'know, they don't get nearly enough water time elsewhere so they might as well get a little slip and slide time in.  (Incidentally, this was the same day we'd spent the morning at the water park that I blogged about last time...)

     
    That's not the best pic of Brady's antics that afternoon, but seriously how cute is that white tush peeking out the top of his trunks?  He's such a brown boy!

    And of course Molly didn't want to be left out of the action... but she didn't wait for a swimsuit either.




    Here are a few pictures from when Willy got home from Manila.   His clippers basically exploded in Manila because of the different type of electric outlets and so he went "au naturel" for the two weeks he was gone (and he actually left at the tail end of a week of no clipping/shaving, so he was already practically a hippy when he arrived in the Philippines... )  When we picked him up at the airport Molly was so disturbed by his appearance that he couldn't even get a smile out of her!  We know she was thinking "He sounds like Daddy but who is that hairy man?!"  This is her in the car totally scrutinizing the man in the front passenger seat.



    A few hours later she was loving the softness of his hair.  She was totally fascintated by it and kept stroking it hehehe.



    When Willy got home we picked him up at the airport and headed straight to Hanauma Bay.  Willy's company had a special event going on there so we headed over for some snorkeling goodness.  None of my snorkeling pics turned out very good, but I got a few fun beach shots, including Molly in one of the cutest suits ever (but it tends to slip below the modest line on the left side of her chest so we're retiring it already, darnit.) and some of the boys rough-housing (wonder why Brady's ear infection didn't clear up completely? ) and one extremely accurate depiction of a typical Toby whiny face.

     

    After Hanauma we headed home (I drove... Willy was zombie-like by this point.  Completely out of whack from the time travel he'd done!) and Willy presented the kids with their souvenir gifts.  Nothing like erasing 2 weeks of sorely missing Daddy with a well-presented gift of Pokemon or Dora!

    Molly looooooooooving her new Dora shoes (my theory, based on the fact that Willy said the Diego version were purple, is that there was a color-match mixup at the factory where these were made and that's why they were dirt cheap :)  Seriously.  Emerald green and sunshine yellow?  Eeeew.  NOT a girly combo.  At all.)  She loved her (appropriately) pink Dora backpack too!
     

    Toby and Brady got Pokemon figures and Ben got a model to build.

     


    Now a few bits of randomness from each of the kids...

    MOLLY


    Molly is becoming so musical!  She loves to sing and dance with any music playing.  She dances every night when we sing a song as a family before family prayer.  She dances with anything on the radio like this...



    And even more enjoyable than that, she's taken an early interest in piano and singing :)  I keep catching her singing "la la la" at the piano while she accompanies herself.




    We've got a little like brother like sister action going on these days.  Remember THIS?  Molly apparently prefers orange.

     

    A super adorable dress my friend Beth gave us before we moved here.  Her daughter had worn it in a wedding here in Hawaii when she was about 2, I think.  It's absolutely my favorite little dress on Molly so I had to snap some shots so Beth could see Molly in the special dress Grace had worn.


     

    TOBY

    Such a goofball lately!  Dressed himself for church (?!).



    Dressed himself for who knows what?!?!


    First day of preschool!! (I dressed him...  But I apparently forgot to clean the camera lens.  Booooo for smudgy photos!)

     

    BRADY

    Just a video to share of Brady.  But oooooooh what a video!  If you listen closely in the beginning you'll hear me drop a cliched "Just you wait till your father gets home" line at Toby for his unacceptable behavior (aka punching Brady with all his might...) and if you listen closely toward the middle/end you'll be treated to some of my futile attempts at keeping from giggling.  Have I mentioned that Brady has dance battles with the neighbor kids?  I'd like to say he gets his moves from his father, but I've never seen Willy dance like this.  Kristi please PLEASE tell me Brady didn't get his moves from me.  You've seen me dance enough.  Give me the brutal truth!    



    BEN

    Oh.  My.  Gosh.  When did my baby boy turn into a big tough football player?  Oh.  Right.  Today, actually, when he suited up officially for the first time.  He had to have 12 hours of conditioning without the pads before he could suit up and he knocked out those 12 hours in about a week and a half of practices and voila!  A football star in the making.  Is it ridiculous that I got weepy when he was walking toward the field all suited up for the first time?  He just looks so grown up!  And FOOTBALL!!! I'm in heaven :)  (Grandpa, if you're reading this, Ben is downright giddy about you getting to see him play!  Hope you'll be in the mood to watch a football game while you're here!) Side note of interest:  Shopping for a jock strap with your almost-12-year-old son?  Fuuuuuuuuun times.  Someone remind me why I didn't send Willy and Ben on that particular shopping trip without me?  When I was trying to remember what size underwear Ben wears and he said "But the ones you got me are way too big" I thought "there's a phrase you won't be caught dead saying out loud in a few more years."  At least *he* wasn't too self-conscious about the whole shopping experience.  Me on the other hand, I think I kind of know now what it's like for a man to shop for tampons.  Anyway, on to my big tough footballer!

       

    Okay, just so you know, this photo was taken about 25 minutes AFTER he'd taken off his pads and we'd driven home from football practice!  The kid was completely drenched with sweat from his first fully uniformed practice :)


    Fortunately for him, the heat and humidity does nothing to his hair.  I'll leave you with this little gem I meant to share a week or so ago while we were preparing for the possibility of Hurricane/Tropical Storm Felicia to hit our island.  The air was so heavy with moisture that you sometimes felt you were drowning in air.  And this is what happens when extreme humidity and my (normally stick straight) hair collide.



    Good luck getting that nightmare out of your head!  Off to enjoy some dreams of my own now.  G'night!

Saturday, 01 August 2009

  • One week down. One to go...

    I can't remember if I mentioned, but Willy is currently working in the Phillipines.  The "Willa in Manila" has been gone for a full week now.  We've survived (the house... not so much) and have even mused about how quickly this last week has passed, but knowing we've got a whole week to go before Daddy gets home is making us all a little moody.  We had to get out of the house today so we wouldn't fall apart altogether.  So we took advantage of a nice hot day, put on our swim suits and headed to the water park.  We got there right when it opened and the big boys were able to ride Raging River twice and Island Racers once in about a total of 10 minutes.  That's the way we like it!  The crowds picked up pretty quickly since it's a Saturday, but we managed to enjoy a few more rides and pools.  I went on a ride that I hadn't been on before... and may not ride again.    It's called Flyin' Hawaiian and it's simply a short slide that lands with a bit of a free fall into a 12 foot deep pool.  No biggie, right?  I kid you not, it knocked the wind right out of me when I hit the water.  D'oh.  Better than the guy ahead of me, I guess, who got the wind knocked out of him when he slipped and literally tumbled down the whole metal flight of stairs leading up to the ride.  I'll take the wind knocked out of me over a broken rib or two and a big ol' bloody gash on my leg.  Poor guy.  Anyway, HERE is a pic of the ride I braved today.  I can say with absolute certainty and a fair dose of bitterness that my boobs are nowhere near as perky as the girl in the photo.  My face may have looked something like the guy's in the 4th photo down (although he's coolly flashing a shaka (hang loose) sign, so I'm guessing the face he's making is more of a "yeah man!" expression than the 'HOLY CRAP' look my face was expressing...)  They do take pics when you're flying off the slide and I had the option of buying a picture of myself looking like a complete spaz as I soared through the air, but again.  My boobs look nothing like the girl in the first photo.  So I refrained from buying the permanent reminder of that fact. 

    Fun day.  Molly is getting braver and braver in the water.  I lost track of how many times she and I went down the water slides together.  Toby is wishy-washy.  Some days he's a total dare devil.  Other days he's content to stay in the kid area and do NOTHING outside his comfort zone.  Ben and Brady love going, and buying annual passes may very well have been the best money I've spent since moving here.  We all enjoy being there.  And cleaning up after a trip to the water park is significantly quicker and easier than cleaning up after a trip to the beach (albeit not nearly as therapeutic...)

    This week we've done a few other things to keep our minds off the fact that Daddy is a day ahead (minus 6 hours) of us for a total of two weeks.  Ben finished reading Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince on Monday night (sweet moment when he came downstairs SOBBING as he'd read the dramatic last few chapters and needed some consoling) so I took him and Brady to see the movie on Tuesday.  Fun date night with the big boys, and they LOVED the movie.  (I did too!  Even though I'd seen it a few nights earlier with Willy.  )  I've taken the kids to eat at both IHOP and Denny's this week which is our special treat while Willy is gone since Willy's not much of a breakfast food eater but the rest of us love it.  (We've also made a pact that we will not be eating out this coming week at all, and if the kids don't request a trip to McD's or anything they'll be rewarded with a trip to get shave ice on Friday.  When we're not eating sandwiches or mac & cheese at home while Willy is gone, it's way too easy to "grab a quick bite" from a fast food joint. BAD habit.  So we're committed to working on that this week.) 

    Next week should be busy enough to keep us from getting depressed about Willy being gone.  I'm in charge of Sharing Time and singing time tomorrow in Primary (with Molly by my side?  Should be interesting to say the least.)  I'm starting hula lessons on Tuesday (YAY!!!!).  Ben and Toby both have doctor's appointments to get doctor clearance forms signed (Toby so he can start preschool!!!! And Ben so he can start football!!!!!) and the kids have all the usual school and homework responsibilities.  Add to that the fact that I've got to get in control of our disaster-zone of a house and we've got plenty to keep us busy.  Wheeeeee.  Fun fun fun!





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  • Angie's my name, blogging's my game. Did I really just type that. Man am I lame or what?

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  • Now the geckos have invaded our house as well.  What joy.
  • I have such a stuffed up nose that I can't smell OR taste. Now would be a logical time to munch on healthy food, so why do I want donuts?
  • Sooooooooooooo hard to buckle down and be productive today.  I need a swift kick in the direction of my kitchen or laundry room. :P

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