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As I wash last nights dinner dishes, my 5 year old comes in and with pure excitement and encouragement in his voice, this is what he says,

“Mom! Mom! I saw a commercial on tv. You can buy this medicine so that your tummy won’t be fat anymore mom! Isn’t that cool? Isn’t that a great idea, mom? You should get it.”

I’m going to have to start walking around with a pad of paper strung around my neck.  All weekend long funny or quirky moments would happen and in the back of my mind I’d think “I’ve got to blog this.”  But when the keyboard is beneath my fingers, nothing. I can’t remember a darn thing.

Was an uneventful weekend. Saturday Gavin got to go to a pool party with his grandma. That left Dave, the twins and I. Most of the day was pretty lazy. Not that I can really have a lazy day with twin toddlers running around. Sunday was a bit more productive. Finally got a second crib up in the babies room.  Not that either crib is being used, but they’re there. Eventually I’ll muster up the courage to transistion the twins from co-bedding with me on a mattress on the floor. Oh I’m sure that will be a good blogging week. Stay tuned.

In the meantime, check out this cute video of my neice I just posted on my YouTube channel.

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Indiana trip was fun. What would normally be an easy 3.5 hour drive turns into about 6 or 7 with the twins. We left early Thursday afternoon at naptime. Blake and Brady were asleep with in 15 minutes and remained sleeping for nearly 2.5 hours.  During that time we managed to travel across the state of Michigan from Detroit area to Benton Harbor before the boys woke up.  Once in Benton Harbor, we stopped for lunch, dinner, “lunner.”  We did some more stretching by walking around the local Wal-Mart.  It was over 2 hours before we hit the road again. Arrived at my sisters around 7:30pm. We gained an hour since she lives in central timezone.  It was a fun visit. The boys had a blast. No problems (last time Brady got sick and we had to take him to emergency).  Renee and I got out Friday night. Went to see the new movie Mirrors, it was pretty scary. Had both of us watching it through her sweater.

On another note. I was going through some old boxes and came across an old cell phone I used to have.  It comes from the early days of consumer cell phones.  My husband thought it was one of Gavin’s play phones. He was shocked to discover that this thing actually worked. And I thought I was cool when I had it, as cell phones weren’t nearly as popular back then as they are now.  I remember purposely calling people so that I could be seen using it. LOL  I wish I remember what the ringer sounded like. I remember when it would ring, I’d look around to see if anyone noticed. Like “yep, that’s me, that’s my cell phone, I’m cool, I’m important.”  The darn thing about took up my whole purse.

The twins birthday was quite a hit. My guest list was over 50, including kids, and that’s about what we had and then some. We had a Luau theme. Our 30in. deep pop-up pool was packed with kids. We even borrowed my brother-in-laws moonwalk. The kids had a blast, the adults had a blast. The twins? I suppose they had a good time. They were miserable for part of the day though. They were so off routine and they do not do well when they are off routine. My sister was in town for a few days so the craziness continued. It took a couple days to get them back on routine. Even now, a couple weeks later, we aren’t still quite right. Seems we’re still running about 90 minutes behind.

I can’t believe it’s been a year already. I actually survived. I’m still breathing, though barely, and more importantly, Blake and Brady are still breathing. I’m still amazed some days that I have two babies, who are now officially toddlers. They’ve been walking since about 11 months. They both weighed about 22lbs at their one yr well-baby visit. We’re still breastfeeding. Though night weaning is well at hand and is going rather well, however they still wake a couple times at night for comfort even though “Mom’s Diner” is no longer a 24 hour establishment.

Just when things seemed normal again, then it was time for my dad to visit. Last time he was here was for my wedding back in September of 2003. He lives in the Houston area and drove up last Friday. It was so nice having him here for four days. I don’t get to see much of him and with every visit it seems I get closer and closer. I really missed him after he left.

Going to Indiana later this week. Mom took the train out there to my sisters and she needs a ride home. So I get to spend a few days with my sister again. Looking forward to “getting out of dodge.”

Just in time now for the twins first birthday this Sunday. We’re having a Luau! Looking forward to the celebration. I can’t believe it’s been a year. And it was a year ago yesterday that we closed on this house.

The funny part is; it’s been close to 5 months since my last entry and here I sit, with absolutely nothing coming to mind to write about. Suppose I can get all statistical and say that the twins are both around 23 pounds each and at their 9 month check-up they were over 31 inches tall, off the charts in height. Both are walking. They started walking between 10 & 11 months. I’ve been using sign language with them and they’ve picked up on it pretty quick. We used baby sign language with Gavin and it was so nice to be able to communicate with him before he could actually talk. Let’s see, what else. They are starting to say a few words, like mama, dada, more, and uh-oh. Our house is full of toys everywhere. They have just about full run of the ground level. They are a lot of fun. They have completely different personalities. Brady is attached to Dave and Blake is attached to me.

Gavin is having a lot more fun with them now. Especially since they can interact with him more now. He loves to make them laugh. He’s still attention starved. Not as much as when Blake and Brady were newborns, but they still require a lot of care and attention and Gavin has to be a bit more independent than what he’s used to. But he’s adjusted well. The sparkle in his eyes are quite back yet, but he’ll get there.

I’ve switched blogging platforms. Please pardon any ‘dust’ whilst I figure WordPress out and add new things. The TypePad monthly fee was just getting to be too much. Most of my files are all hosted over at Yahoo anyway also with a monthly fee. So I was getting tired of paying at 2 different places. We’ll see how this works for awhile. It’ll be nice to not see that automatic deduction on my bank statements anymore.

Got some catching up to do. It’s good to be back.~

Man am I bad at this or what? I’ve made a resolution to post at least twice a week. Not only for my loyal readers, but for myself as well. There’s so many things I’ve missed out on. Posts that would have been “posts to remember” had I just taken the time. Time.. time for what? I don’t have time these days. The twins were both sick over the holiday. Santa couldn’t even show up here until close to 2am because the babies were keeping us all up. The day after Christmas I took them to the doctor. They both had an ear infection and a sinus infection. Today was the last day of being on antibiotics.

The weeks leading up to Christmas, I kept arguing with my sister about her being here for Christmas Day. She’s in Indiana. She moved away 4 years ago and I hate being apart from her. She kept insisting that they couldn’t afford it this year. That she needed to work. Christmas Eve I talked to her and told her to please come, that she needed to be here for Christmas, needed to be ‘home’ for Christmas. We cried. She wasn’t coming until the day after Christmas.

Dave and I took Gavin and our sick little guys to Dave’s moms for a fantastic Christmas dinner and gathering. Then we went to my moms for more Christmas fun, including what will be the first annual ornament exchange. We went home with the ugliest ornament ever. I tell you that one’s going back in the exchange next year. As soon as I got to my moms, my older son told me to follow him to his room so that he could show me what he got for Christmas. His bedroom door was shut. He opens the door, and standing there is my sister. I screamed. I hugged. I cried. She surprised me. Everyone knew she was coming, it was all a secret behind my back. It was great though that she was here. I swear she’s my soul mate.

Dave and I did manage to get out for New Years Eve. Thanks to my mom and my aunt Susan. We didn’t get out the door til after 10pm, but it was nice to get out nonetheless.

Happy New Year to everyone. I hope 2008 is a year fulll of love, family, faith and happiness for everyone. Below is our Christmas Holiday Card picture. The hands you see are my moms and aunts holding up the babies while I took the picture. My mom helped to hand make the elf hats out of felt. I’ll have to post more from this photo shoot later. Oh, and we also “elfed ourselves.”

Mothering 4 month old twins and a preschooler has finally taken it’s toll. I really looked at myself in the mirror today. It wasn’t pretty. It’s not that I haven’t looked at myself the past 4 months, I suppose I’m not really paying attention. But today I did. I look like I’d be one of those women on the TLC show 10 Years Younger. I swear they tell these women to not wear any make-up or even put a brush through their hair before appearing on the show. They’re always wearing sweats and torn t-shirts. I watch that show and think, my gawd, these women can’t look like this every day, they’re just playing it up for the show. Then I saw my reflection in the mirror. I.am.those.women. I’d take a picture and post it, but I’m to embarrassed. Oh and I’m losing my hair. I know it’s probably just a post-pregnancy symptom. But literally handfuls of hair come out when I brush it.

We have a wedding to go to on Dec 8th. It’s one of Dave’s guy friends getting married. All his friends will be there. Most of them will be seeing me for the first time since early in my pregnancy. I’m hoping I can let go of the mommy hat for one evening and be the sexy self I used to be, even if for just one evening. This means I’ll have to shave my legs. Oh, I’ve got to plan this one out.

So as I type this, I am exactly thirtytwenty-nine years and 19 hours old. All in all it wasn’t a bad birthday. My mother-in-law took Gavin for the day, which is so much help considering I have the twins to tackle. My mother and aunt came over and took me to lunch at Chili’s, it’s one of my favorite places to go. The twins slept in their car seats pretty much the whole time. Then my mom and I went to this new store that just opened up, Garden Ridge it’s pretty much like this huge warehouse full of stuff for the home, mostly home decor. We picked up a new area rug for our living room.

I received a great gift from the men in my life and that is a gift certificate to Mystique Day Spa. I can either spend it all on one big spa package including a massage, facial, pedicure, etc. Or I can use it in spurts for a pedicure here and maybe a facial another time, make it last longer. Not sure what I’ll do.

My mom has been diagnosed with Bell’s Palsy. It’s affected the left side of her face. Not a fun thing. It can take three to six months for her to fully get her face back. She has to constantly exercise so that those nerves don’t get lazy and forget how to control her face. She was having difficulty eating her pita sandwich at lunch. She has to continuously blink her eye by hand. We [my aunt and I] tried to make light of it all with her and have dubbed her "right side."  I had to laugh my ass of at one point. We had walked into the store and she wanted to put on some surgical tape over her eye to tape it shut and put her patch on. I pointed out an aisle of mirrors so that she could see what she was doing. She went on ahead. As I caught up and approached where she was, she was just putting her eye patch back on and she lost grip of it and it snapped her in the face. I couldn’t help but burst out laughing. I was laughing so hard, I was crying. Mom said she almost peed her pants from laughing. It was hysterical.

I am really horrible at this post every day thing.  Seriously, the last few days, any free time I’ve had in the evening after the boys are in bed, I end up falling asleep on the couch. I wake up and think, “Darnit, there’s another day gone by I didn’t post.”  That’s pretty pathetic of me isn’t it? But it’s like my connection to the outside world these days, considering that I don’t get off the couch much with 3 month old twins constantly attached to me.

Dave had Monday off and had asked me a couple days earlier if I minded if he went golfing. I didn’t mind really but when I had been having a bad day, I was literally jealous that he could do those things. He said, as most men would, that he doesn’t want me to hold it over his head. WHAT??!! I told him I just wanted him to understand. He even mentioned that it didn’t seem right for him to go. But he did. And it’s okay. My time will come.

In other news, my mom came back from my sisters with a box of Peanut Butter Patties. If you’re a fan of said Peanut Butter Patties, then you know what I’m talking about. You can’t get them in stores, that is unless they’re bought from a little girl wearing green, sitting at a card table in front of the store. Oh did they ever hit the spot and satisfy the lingering sweet tooth I had. Thanks Mom and thanks to my neice, Chelsey, the Girl Scout.

As promised in my old blog, I’ll explain what happened and why I had to put an end to my Fumblings blog. It is unfortunate, but I had to do it.

Many years ago I met a guy. We went on a couple dates but ultimately remained just friends. We’ve always had this spiritual connection, it’s so hard to explain. My mom knows what I mean. It’s as if you’ve always known the person. As if you were connected somehow from another place. another time. another life. We’ve remained in contact with one another for about 11 years. He’s always been someone I respected and admired. He was polite, and soft hearted.

The past 6 months he hadn’t been returning my emails. I was beginning to worry. I sent him a couple text messages to his cell phone. Turns out they weren’t going to him anymore and his number wasn’t his number anymore. So anyway I was dumb founded that we’d completely lost touch for the first time in 11 years. I knew he had moved out to Arizona, so I looked him up. found his home number.

The last we chatted, he was getting engaged, so I wasn’t surprised to hear a female voice answer. Found out my friend was in Iraq, sub-contracted through the military. He’s a computer programmer. Her and I chatted for about 10 minutes. She seemed very sweet. Told her about the twins. She asked me to email her pictures. I told her "C" and I had been friends for a long time. She said she’d tell him I called.

Later that evening we get a "private call" some woman asking to speak to Dave. Dave said it was some chick asking that I not call her husband anymore. That she’s uncomfortable knowing that he and I used to date. It was just all so weird to me. Something wasn’t sitting right with me. Dave and I didn’t bring it up much with each other. I had emailed "C" after talking to her, telling him I found out he was in Iraq and that I hope he’s well.

Two days later I recieve a reply email back from him. Telling me to stay out of his life. He called me a disgusting pig and an embarassment to all women. That he only kept in touch all these years because he felt sorry for me, that he never really liked me. I was shocked and appauled!! I know he had to have BCC’d his wife to show her he sent it to me. I don’t know what happened. Don’t know when or how I became this negative person in his life. What happened to our friendship all these years? This woman he married changed him. He’s not the same person. not the same soul. I told Dave, my husband, how upset I was. I was hurt. He said I should just let him go. Regardless if he sent that for his wife’s eyes to see, it doesn’t change the fact that he hit that send button and said those horrible things.

Then the next day my MySpace, my photo albums, and my blog are all getting horrible comments and messages. I know it’s his wife acting like a child. She obtained the links through my email signature at the bottom of my original email to "C"  I told Dave what she was doing. Originally we were going to call her and tell her that if she leaves us alone, we’ll leave her alone. But then we thought why bother. So I’m letting him go. Who knows, maybe 5, 10 years from now, he will turn back into the "C" I knew and apologize. It’s hard losing a friend like that. Someone who I thought was very special and was a special part of my life. Those that knew of him (mom, my other friends) are all shocked.

So this is the new place. If you’re a regular reader, remember to change your blogroll with my new blag name and address. I still haven’t decorated the place. That’ll come in time. Thanks for following me over.