Ow, Ow, Ow!

My poor fingers. I have knitters fingers at the moment. Okay, so a few weeks ago I taught myself how to knit with needles. I watched a YouTube video and was knitting by the next day. I decided to make Izabella a scarf. That isn't hard at all! I've been working on it here and there. Stealing a minute or so. Waiting for Gabriella to fall asleep so that I can pick it up and do a few rows before she wakes up again. My fingers look alright. They are just as straight as they were before I started knitting but OMG! they feel like they are all crooked and twisted and I expect to see nothing but tissue and nerve-endings when I look down at them. LOL Yeah, I know the visual is gross but that's how they feel. Either way, I've been grinning and bearing the pain for the love of making a scarf for my daughter (even though The Hubbs keeps asking what in the hell she's going to do with a scarf in July, which is his estimated time for it to be done). I told him to just shut it or I'd make one for him also!
Damnit.
Then!....Then! I discover the knitting looms! WTF? This whole time I'v been crippling my fingers and the same night I bought the loom I made two freakin' hats!! And then Izabella started making one! And a scarf can be made in an hour or less!
Cruel.

Now I've discovered with the loom that the knit is not as tight as with the needles but that may also be because I'm using a thinner yarn. I've watched tut's and their hats/whatever are much thicker d/t the yarn they are using.

I'm still going to use the needles (since it's not cheating!) but I will be using the looms much more I'm sure. I will upload my hats tomorrow maybe. They are still on the camera and it's almost like work right now to get them off. I'm not sure if I've posted the scarf on here yet but I will gain just in case I didn't. The picture I'm going go show of the scarf is like day 3 of working on it. It's almost done now but I don't want to drag out the camera for that either. I'll just show the older pic of it for now.


Going to finish my Sierra Mist right now.

Bella Photos

I posted photos to the Bella Photos Blog CLICK HERE

It's 7pm and I'm thinking about making a pot of coffee. If I do that I'll be up all night but tomorrow is Friday. I can stand to be a little tired. The Hubbs should be home to help pick up the slack of the kids. LOLOLOLOLOL whatever. Besides work he's been dealing with our PITA horses. We took them to my sisters field because we need the field that they are in to grow up a bit. We have another HUGE field but it isn't fenced in d/t the whole "huge" thing.



***and of course I'm blogging so the baby wants to be held***



Anyway, one of our horses keeps getting out. We got fed up after day two (and fixing the fence 3x) and they are both now in pony jail (stalled). Jasper never gets out but he cannot be without Merle (the PITA) so they are both stalled. We found out that the ground to her fence is bad and they aren't getting the zap they need to to not get out so that'll be fixed tomorrow. Most of the time I never even have the electric on my fence but they just know the boundries and stay put.

I haven't blogged in awhile because there's nothing to say. :o) Evan is learning the drums (she says with a zoned out spacey look). LOL It's a real drumset that belonged to The Hubbs back in the day. He was a drummer and a bass guitarist when I met him. Yep, I married the guitarist. Now Evan wants to be a "Rock Star"!! Lord help me. He watches 'School of Rock' all the time. ALL the time! I want to encourage my son to follow his passion (even if it is banging on drums nonstop) but Momma's gonna have a break down. It's just a matter of time. I think I'm starting to get a tick. You know, I hear the drums start and I start twitching. LOL I'm good for now. Not sure how long I'll last though.



Lately I've also been trying to redirect my daughter. She's got this thing ,I will call it a case of the Hoochie, she insists on altering her clothing to look "not like a 7 yr old should look". I gave her play make-up that she tries to sneak to school and on her face before leaving the house. I have to inspect her clothing and her face before she leaves the house. And I've learned in the past few weeks ( you may not have known this!) that I am the "MEANEST MOTHER IN THE WHOLE ENTIRE WORLD!!!!!" and she says, "NONE OF MY FRIENDS HAVE MOMS AS MEAN AS YOU!!!". These are quotes and more times then not they are yelled at me as she runs to her room and cries because her life is so miserable. I then have to go into her room, sit on her bed and explain to my little princess that, "Yes Dear, I really am the meanest mother in the entire world. I'm really glad that you appreciate this about me. When I was a little girl (about your age) I dreamed of having a daughter (you) so that I could ruin her life and yes, even make her wear clothing. I will continue doing this until you move out of my house. And I love you."
LMAO! She really HATES when I use my calm mother voice with her when she's all emotional and her world is crumbling around her. I can't believe she's like this already at age 7 (8 next month). I thought living out in the country would surely slow this kind of stuff down. Not even a tad bit. She's not that bad I guess compare to some girls her age. She just goes through these little episodes and if she thinks I'm giving in she has another thing coming. I'm a SAHM. I have nothing else to do but laundry and figuring out how to "ruin her life". Gosh, I can't wait until she likes boys. I'm going to have so much fun not letting her have a life then. There are nothing but little boys on the road we live on...and they all have 4-wheelers. I can just see it now.



I let Gabriella listen to the iPod the other day (well, Evan did) and these were the photos of that. She did NOT like it at first but after a while it didn't seem to bother her.

FYI: She was listening to the Dresdan Doll ...'Coin Operated Boy'. LOL

Tpyed this without checking spelling or mistakes. If you find one just act like you didn't see it and continue reading until you find the next one. I'm too tired to proof-read and I'm not on FireFox for spelling corrections.

I saw the weridest thing today.

We drove to the elementary school to pick Izabella up and, while there, to get Evan's Kindergarten registration papers. **Oh! That poor boy has to get 5 shots before going into kindergarten!!** So we leave there and decide to take the long way home. Halfway home we decide to turn around and head to Byesville for Wally's Pizza...well!...on the way into Byesville we passed a house that had all sorts of stuff out in the yard. There were about 20-40 plastic bins, trash cans and stuff just layed out in this yard. Me, being the nib-shit that I am, had an external thought of, "What the hell is all that?".

So I say to the Hubbs, did you see that?
What's going on?
A yardsale? No. It's way too early for that.
Spring cleaning?
Is she getting rid of it?
Did her house flood?

I love old things and I love to find little "treasures". In my eyes they are "treasures" in the Hubbs' eyes...trash. Anyway, we leave it at that and my mind wonders on to the next thing. Then on the way back I see it again. I say, "What the heck is going on there? I want to go through all that stuff!!!". LOL The Hubbs informs me that it is all trash and I ask how he knows this and then he proceeds to tell me that him and his friend stopped at that house a few weeks ago to get permission to rabbit hunt on the property and he got a good look at the stuff and that it was just trash (it's hard to tell that from where I was). So I'm sitting there pretty bummed to find out it was literally trash and I say, "Surely there has to be some "something" in all that stuff." and he says, "Well go ask her. She's sitting in her car." I look over and see no car so I asked him what the heck he was talking about because there was no car there. He informs me that yes, there is a car but I just can't see it form the road. It's parked on the other side of her garage and she's sitting in it. So I ask him how he knows this and he said that she's ALWAYS in her car. Just sitting there. Of course I tell him that he's a nut job and he's full of it so he turns the truck around and drives me past her house and

O...M...G!!!

There was a car sitting behind the garage and YES! there was a woman sitting in it.
Okay, not only was I totally freaked out about this and bewildered beyond belief but then I started thinking...why? He told me he does not know why. The day him and his friend stopped there he went to the door, got no answer and then his friend pointed to the car where she sat. She never even made an attempt to find out who and why someone was knocking at her door. He walked over and she rolled down the window. Questioned him as to why he wanted to hunt there, was very nice and gave them permission. They went back a few days later and there she sat early in the morning...in her car. When they left hours later she was still sitting there ....in her car. Now for some reason him and his friend saw nothing wrong with this picture. I, on the other hand, am totally unsettled by this. Apparently there is a man who stays in the house. The car does work as he has seen her driving around town. But the car is full of trash and there is only a tiny spot for her to sit. The woman (old woman at that) obviously has issues of some sort (ya think?) and I really feel bad for her and I don't know how I'm supposed to just act like she is not just sitting in her car every time I pass by her house. If she were a younger woman doing this I would just leave it alone but an elderly lady doing someting like this is just making me feel like it's just not right. I can see myself putting my nose where it doesn't belong with this situation. I mean, did she do this all winter? Is there no room in the house for her? Is the man in the house not letting her in? Is she scared of him? Does anyone check on her? I doubt it!

What really GETS ME is the fact that two healthy men would approach this woman, get permission to hunt on her property...go back days later and find her in the same situation...hunt and then leave like it's all normal. "Pay no attention to the woman in the car" type thing. If this woman is in her right mind and wants to sit in her car all day then by all means she should sit and be happy but if there is an underlying medical problem then something should be done. Obviously, she's a hoarder from the looks of her property and car.

I don't know. I'm just thinking in blog. It's not my job to intrude on someone else's life but then that's the problem with our world. No one likes to get involved.

Poor Izabella came home early from school today because she had a headache, fever and sore throat. She told me she didn't feel good before she left for school but I thought it was just the Monday Blues so I sent her on her way. She slept for an hour or so after she came home so I believe she didn't feel good at all. Although after the ibuprofrin and a good nap she was back to her old self again. I hope whatevetr she got today does not stay around. My kids are NEVER sick but this winter it's been non-stop. I'm tired of the medicine dropper, the tissues, the coughing and whining. Don't get me wrong, I wouldn't expect the kids to do anything but be whiny and clingy when their sick but Momma needs a break. I can't wait for the warmer weather and sunshine!!!

I'm still waiting (not so patiently anymore I might add) for my camera to come. Waiting, waiting. I hate waiting! And I'm sure I'll have to charge the battery up forEVER before I can even use it. Until then I've been going to every website I can about it just so I can read about it. I'm pretty sure it's going to take me forever to figure out all the settings on it as well. That's alright.

Mr. Green! OMG, he's still alive! I'm so darn proud of myself. He had a yellow leaf the other day that I quickly removed. Yellow leaves apparently mean "over" watering. I don't see how I'm doing that but I must be. So I got rid of that leaf and someone has torn two of his leaves.

Someone = Not Me.
Not Me = my fourth child who gets blamed for everything.

Whenever I actually find 'Not Me' he is really going to get it. That kid has been doing all sorts of things around this house! LOL

I'll have to come back to this later. Bill O'Rielly is squaking behind me. Lord! Someone take that man off the air already. What a hateful, rude old fart he is!!!

Gabriella now has a Bumbo! What a great (really, really GREAT) chair. Any parent with a baby needs one of these. They are supposed to be good for the baby's back. I worried at first that it may hurt her back but apparently it's the opposite. She's so happy when she's in it. She thinks she's a big girl. She is supported very well in there and I can sit her next the the computer, on the coffee table, dining room table, kitchen counter...anywhere there is a flat surface. The box says not to leave her on an elevated surface but I'm always right there. I wouldn't put her on the kitchen counter and walk out. It's nice and soft as well. LOVE IT!







Now, if they only had a Bumbo for grown-ups!

Evan is so funny. When we got it he asked, "How do you turn it on?". He had watched the 'Bumbo Baby' video.

Monday Monday!

Whew! I haven't been here in a few days. I've been busy, busy, busy with my photography stuff. First of all here is my new baby! Isn't she pretty? I absolutely cannot wait to get my hands on this camera. The shutter speed is....OMG!!! Really, I don't deserve this. Oh yes I do! DH will have to be home because I may neglect the kids for a few hours while I play. DH wants me to do a shoot with him and some of his friends that are coming up from Cinci to hunt. They want photos of their dogs (and them) in full on hunting mode. Okay, here's the problem with that. I like nature and all that stuff but I'm not too keen on actually tromping through the briers and mud. My butt could totally use the uphill action but I don't think me getting dirty and scratched up is necessary. Not to mention I'll be surrounded by beagles. Anyone who knows me knows how much I do not enjoy hanging with the beagles. Oh, that darn howling, whiney bark of theirs! And when you get 20 of them together...fuggetaboutit.
I don't know.
I'll see.
I'm going to try to talk them into staying up by the road where it's not so wildernessy. (<--- I totally just made that word up. ) I more enjoy doing cute little babies and kids anyway.

So I said I was busy, one of the things is getting my photography site up and going. I did one but I can't stand the look of it and may get rid of it and find another hosting site. It's just so yuck. I've also been working on pricing, seeing as how I want to be very cheap, that's a challenge. I'd like to make enough to pay some bills with it, but some (okay, most) photographers are priced to pay off their mortgage. It's crazy. I enjoy doing it but I am kind of tired of doing freebies. Well, my freebies have been mostly for family so....I wouldn't charge them anyway. I'm not looking for mega bucks but I do want the camera to pay for itself! Have I mentioned how much I love my Canon? I do. I really do.
Ok, getting weird now. Moving on.

My poor Izabella was sick Thurs. and Fri. of last week. It started with a headache, went into a stomach ache and ended with diarhea. Missing Thurs. was okay but I feel bad she missed Friday because that was her Valentines party at school.
Poor thing.
I made her Valentines for her this year and she helped me design them. She brought them in today but it would have been nice if she could have enjoyed the party with her friends.
Here is the Valentine I made for her.



She made it to school today. The weekend came along and she got better. Hmmm, funny how that works isn't it. LOL No, she was really sick with a fever. So she gets better and last night Evan started getting it. I knew he was getting sick because it was 7pm and he was sleeping on the couch! Evan NEVER takes a nap. Ever. Unless, of course, he's sick.
I knew what was coming so I woke him up and had him take his shower. I didn't want him not having a bath if he was about to get sick on me for 2 days.
He gets out of the shower and says that his belly hurt. I tell him to come over to me so I could feel his head. He comes over to me and there's no fever. He sits on the couch and says, "No really. My stomach hurts really bad." Then he looks at me and vomits all over the place! I was holding Gabby when this happened so I'm trying to hold her and hurry up and lean over to where he was sitting and make sure he doesn't get my couch. LOL I keep a blanket on the couch (where our butts go) in case of spills, dirty shoes....vomiting! Thank goodness that blanket was there because the couch came out of it perfect.
After he gets all cleaned up I had DH bring out his little toddler bed and place it next to the couch so I could watch him all night. I was scared he may choke if he would vomit in his sleep.
I had 3 pair of clothes, 2 wash clothes and a towel ready just incase we had a midnight episode. Thankfully we never had that midnight episode. It's now the next night and he never did vomit again. He did get a fever 2x since but childrens ibuprofen took care of that and by the time Izabella came home from school today he was back to his old, noisy, jumping around the house self. Just to be sure though he is sleeping in the living with me again. These fevers like to come in the middle of night for some reason. I'm sure he'll be fine. He didn't have it half as bad as Izabella did and I can only pray that Gabby doesn't get it!