WOOT!

Paypal is going to let me get my money back over the diaper that I bought that has never been recieved.

Early Start!

So my New Year Resolution:
Loose weight and keep it off!
So I got a gym membership again. I am also drinking a lot more water. Trying not to eat as much sugar/starch/carbs.
So I am trying to do cardio three days a week and then weights/strength training 3 times a week.

My long term goal, loose 100 lbs.
First off, I would like to reach my pre-pregnancy weight.

I Wonder. . .

Sometimes, I wonder how people perceive the kid's names. I wonder what they think. When I hear the name Freedom, I think "oh it's a hippy kid". Where as with Brye, everyone automatically assumes that it's short for Brian or Bryson. Then when they see the spelling of his first name (Ehren) it seriously throws them off.
Don't ask... just randomness.

Santa!

I got all the gifts wrapped up, well except for the big-ish "Santa" gifts. At first, Brye was the one who wanted to unwrap the gifts, now Freedom is crawling to the tree and trying. Which I guess is better than her trying to use the tree to stand up. Also, here is a picture that I took of the first time that either kids have seen Santa.

Sick babies.

I just hate it when they are sick. Both have pink eye, which shouldn't be contagious by tomorrow, and an ear infection. Brye has a nasty cold on top of it. Freedom is extra whiney. Not sure if it's due to her ears or the her new "skill" that she is trying to master. Freedom now stands up in the crib and in the playpen (when she is put in it) and "walks" around the edge of it. She gets up, walks, but doesn't know how to get back down without a PLOP! (and me scared that her arm will be ripped out of socket).
Oh, and did I mention that Brandon and I have both developed pink eye ?!?
Well off to bed!

So what if I prefer to be clean.

So the major argument starter this evening... the fact that I've been cleaning all day, haven't had a chance to shower, but yet am required to go to the store. I showered yesterday, so in 24 hours my oily hair gets pretty bad. I was planning on showering right before bed. It doesn't bother me to take a shower to be able to run to the store. I am more bothered by being told that I had to go. He could go by himself. He's a big boy. He tells me that I am a big girl when I don't feel like going by myself somewhere. But rather than accepting the fact that I would like to be clean, he yells at me about wanting to take a shower before we go. Sure, a lot of people do go to town go in nasty pajamas and hair that hasn't been washed in weeks. I am not one of them. So sorry if you have to wait for me to take a shower. Maybe your "superior" man brain should have realized that you needed to go to the store after work.

A Blog From Brye

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And the World Keeps on Turning. . .

I am sick. The house is messy because all I want to do is sleep. The kids need me, my husband (more like my third kid) needs me. Why is it that when Brandon gets sick, he gets to take the day off work? His mom makes him soup and he spends the day in bed. What happens when I get sick? Well I take Brandon to work, come home get both kids ready. Take Brye to school, and my father to work. Come home and pray that Freedom takes her morning nap so that I might be able to rest. Lunch time rolls around, I have to either take Brandon his lunch because he didn't make it, or forgot it, waste an hour of my time doing something to avoid driving home just to turn around to get Brye from school. We get home, and of course neither child is cooperative. Brye always has a temper tantrum after school, which gets Freedom screaming, but someone has to feed, play with and tend to the kids. Then we get Brandon, waste more time to get my father, then everyone is back home. Do I get a break? I wish! Brandon is worse than Brye at times. Supper, dishes, cleaning, putting the kids to bed. Then cleaning after the kids go to bed so Brandon doesn't step on anymore of Brye's toys which gets him crying hysterically in the mornings. Is it time for bed yet? Well, after I make sure the bed is made right so that the sheets don't come off in the middle of the night, we finally climb in. Then it magically happens that instead of talking about stuff during the day, Brandon wants to talk about it then. I am tired, sick and all I want is sleep. Once I magically fall asleep, Freedom is up and screaming. I get her calmed down only to find that Brye is up and scared because of her. Help? No, he is sleeping because he "works a real job". Back to bed, only to repeat this once an hour all night long. Then Brandon, his snoring will drive you crazy, and he lays diagonally in the bed so it's a fight to get back in.
All I want for Christmas: SLEEP!

Something New

I finally got around to downloading fire fox on to the laptop.  I found this add-on for blogging so here I am, trying it out.