Meet Lucy Lou...

Meet Lucy… she is 140 Lbs of sweet dog that we love to hate HAHA.  It all started back in December of 2006 and when my wonderful husband to be got a this obsession with getting a St Bernard.  He even went as far as to buying all these books about them, and I was impressed because he had really done his research.  So, he started searching on line, and we found a breeder up in Everett (found out later that was not a legit breeder) and they sent pictures, and I completely fell in love.  Have you ever seen Beethoven?  St Bernard puppies are absolutely ADORABLE, and great family dogs.  So, we drove up to Everett, picked out our puppy and then the real work began. 

7 weeks old

St Bernard’s are wonderful dogs, but I think that mine is inbred!  She reminds me of the goofy hyena on Lion King… anyways, she has always been “high energy” but for a St Bernard, who is supposed to be a wise and proud dog, she is completely opposite.  She Barks at her own shadow, and sounds like she is going to kill you if you knock on the front door.  She drinks out of the toilet when she has a full bowl of water, sleeps on my bed when I am not home (Kyle’s side HAHA), steals Blake’s hockey pucks and balls, and she has even gotten her head stuck in the fence.  But she has some amazingly wonderful qualities too… she would never hurt us, she lays in front of Blake’s door when he is napping, sleeps next to my side of the bed, and lets Blake roll all over her.  When Otto passed away in October, she went and laid where we buried him in the corner of the yard, and whined and would not leave him until I went and got her;  she is full of heart, and she felt that loss.  Lucy may have some qualities that aren’t very attractive, like the 2 sheding cycles every year, or the fact that she will almost knock you over with her butt if you are a visitor in my house because she is trying to get you to pet her, but she is still a sweet heart.  She loves our family unconditionally, and she would always protest us.  The funny thing is that Kyle HAD to have this dog, and I was the one that was a little apprehensive, but she is one of the best things about my life, and I wouldn't trade her for anything.  She's my girl!



Otto and Lucy... Best friends always



Beyond Tired

Do you ever have those days where you feel like you are in a fog…where you are so tired you can hardly keep your eyes open?  I know that we all have, but today I can hardly function.  The mix of a busy Sunday, getting to bed late, and also waking up several time throughout the night to pee has taken its toll on me.  All I want to do right now is to go home to an empty house and sleep in my comfy bed!  I know that it is a beautiful day outside, but I am simply too tired to enjoy it, and I never thought that I would say that!  I love the brisk sunny days of our region, but today, it might as well be raining out.

Even though I am exhausted, I will work all day, sit in traffic for 45 minutes to get home, make dinner, clean up, play with my son, and enjoy time with my husband because that is what needs to be done today.  It is amazing when I think back to the days before children and remember coming home from work so exhausted that I would just lay on the couch for the rest of the night because I couldn’t possibly do anything more… funny how you find the strength when you are a parent… that strength you didn’t know that you had until you are put to the test.  I find it so interesting how parents, no matter how tired, or stressed they are still find the strength to make it through the day.  People  are amazing, but when you become a parent, you discover a strength that you have never known, and these little ones make it all worth while!!

Happy Monday everyone... This little man seems to have enough energy for us all!!

We got a little more then coffee this morning...

Well, this morning started off rather interesting.  Blake and I have a Friday ritual where we go and get a coffee for Mama, and a chocolate milk for Blake on the way to Grandma’s house.  Well, this Friday was no exception.  I went to pull up to a coffee stand that I have gone to before (I am not Loyal to just one) for those of you who know Bonney Lake, it’s the one that looks like a tea pot…Anyways, I pull up to the window, start digging in my purse for my debit card, and the barista opens the window.  I look up and MUCH to my surprise, she doesn’t have hardly any clothes on… I am talking bra, thong, and this little frilly thing around her waist that I am not sure what you call, but OMG, my jaw hit the floor. 

First off, let me say that I don’t have any problem with Bikini Baristas… If you want to be half naked and make coffee, be my guest, I even prefer Cowgirls Espresso… they make a mean cup of joe!  My surprise was because just 2 weeks ago, it was NOT a nakie coffee stand, and I would NEVER take my 2 year old Son through one of those places. 

After I collected myself, I gave her my order, and was hoping to the good Lord above that Blake didn’t notice!  Lucky for me, my 2 year old tells it like it is, and he knows what type of clothing is appropriate.  He yelled out in his broken 2 year old talk… “Mama, she need put shirt on…Hey, go get shirt on” I laughed under my breath and said to Blake” I know that she needs to put a shirt on sweetie, but let’s not say anything to make her feel bad”.  She comes back to the window, and hands me the drinks, and I quickly hand him the milk hoping that he doesn’t say anything, and he drinks the chocolate milk instead, but that was just asking a little too much… so he starts repeating it over and over again…“Mama, she need put shirt on…Hey, go get shirt…put shirt on” He must have said it 10 times to her as I was signing my receipt.  The girl, bless her heart, leans over the window and looks at him through the car window (exposing herself even more) and says.. “oh, honey, its okay, this is my outfit for the day”  He says again… “NO YOU NEED SHIRT ON” As he was starting to get very demanding at this point, I just said thank you, and drove off… I had to call Kyle and tell him what had just happened.  I don’t know if I am supposed to hope that she didn’t scare him, or if I am supposed to think that it’s funny, but to tell you the truth, we think that it was absolutely HELARIOUS! HA HA

FYI- THIS IS A NAKIE COFFEE STAND NOW!!

Lost my mind... and my shoes!!

So, today I think that I am going to blame my ridiculousness on the fact that I am pregnant, and the fact that I was rushed this morning, HA!  I am going to blame it on that for as long as I can!!

Blake was up a couple times last night, and then when Kyle got up to go to work, I realized that Blake was in bed with us… not the end of the world, this happens from time to time, and I don’t mind because most of the time he sleeps in his own bed.  My alarm goes off every morning at 4:45; yes, I said 4:45, and I need to leave the house by 5:35 to make it to Grandma’s house on time.  So, when I woke up and the clock said 5:15, I was a little frazzled!  In the morning, I need to get myself ready (thank goodness I shower the night before) get the car started and warmed up, put the bags in the car, Let Lucy out in her dog run to go potty, feed her, feed the rabbit, and get the little monster out of bed, change his diaper and get him some milk for the ride to grandmas. 

Well since Blake got up several times last night, he did not want to get up this morning.  It almost broke my heart because I had to MAKE him wake up, and he was not happy with me at all.  So I walk out the garage, packed Blake in the car, let Lucy in the house, turned off all the lights, and on my way I went, and I made it out by 5:38… not too bad.  Half way to grandma’s, I realized that my feet were really warm… and just attributed it to the fact that I blast the heat, but then I noticed what I had done… I was wearing my slippers… my brown fuzzy slippers and it was too late to turn around.  I just shook my head at myself and laughed...I mean, what else was there to do at that point?  I got to my mom’s and looked through what she had, but she is a size 9, and I am a size 7.5-8, so nothing that she had really worked.  I did have a spare pair of shoes in the back of my car… they are Black, and my ensemble for the day warranted Brown, but never the less, I put them on and walked into the office.  No one said anything about my shiny black heals that didnt match at all, but I haven’t worn these shoes since before I was pregnant, and let’s just say that either my feet grew, or these shoes shrunk, and my feet were killing me!  After lunch, I switched back into my slippers hoping that no one would notice them, and I figured that if they do… I don’t really care.  I am pregnant for peats sake! Of course, one of the field foreman came into my office and started laughing at me… He was like “Nice Slippers Jes”… Thanks  for noticing and announcing it to the office Jack! 

So, I am not sure what I learned from this… either I need to get up earlier, or keep a pair of shoes that fit in the car??

At least we ended the night on a good note :)

*Blake the Hockey Star*

So, I guess you could say that it was inevitable that Blake would be such an enthusiastic hockey fan… We started this whole obsession by making his room a “sports star” themed room with blown up pictures of Kyle playing Hockey on the walls.  Then, I started taking Blake to Kyle’s hockey games when he was 3 months old, and he was holding a hockey stick as soon as he could walk.  Blake even has his first pair of skates and helmet, even though they are still too big, and he can’t start learning to skate until he is about 3.

Every day, he says “ Mama, can we watch the hockey movie?”  Me playing dumb says “which one” and he looks at me with his hockey stick in hand, and hockey helmet on backwards and says “Miracle, please”  We usually end up watching this movie 4 times a week… but oddly enough, he is not interested in any other type of TV, he just wants to watch the hockey game.  As the movie plays, and they are showing the team practices, he runs back and forth in the living room as he is also at hockey practice with them yelling GO GO GO SCORE… and we just can’t help but laugh at his imagination.  I caught him telling Lucy to lay in his goalie net, and I asked him what he was doing, and he said “Lucy play goalie Mama” Blake is lucky that she is such a good sport!

It doesn’t matter if we are playing Play-Doh (making hockey nets and pucks) or playing outside, Blake manages to turn everything into a hockey game.  He looks up to Kyle so much, and loves playing hockey with Daddy in the garage and he can’t wait for Kyle’s games on the weekends.  Grandma and Grandpa Rogers just started taking him to the Thunderbirds games, so I have a feeling that this passion of his won’t be changing direction any time soon, and I am excited that he is able to do something with Kyle that they both love so much. Every time he puts on Kyle’s Hockey gloves and jersey, I can’t help but think of that Subaru commercial where the mom is driving her 3 boys to their hockey games… I have a feeling that I will be that mom someday, except in a Ford J

Our Crazy Beautiful Life

So, I have taken the plunge and started a blog!  I have never been one to keep a journal, or a scrap book, but I think I am ready to start blogging,  Four and a half years ago, I married the most wonderful man any woman could ask for, two years later we welcomed our AMAZING son Blake into the world, and we are now preparing for another wonderful baby boy to arrive in May.  These past four years have been a whirl wind of tests and triumphs, and I have realized that I have not really captured it all the way that I would have hoped.  Hence, this blog.  I am hoping that this blog, very appropriately titled I might add, will serve as a memory bank for me… it will help me when I look back to remember the small everyday pieces of my life that make living so special.  I am sure that this blog will be full of "TMI" moments, and probably things that will embarrass my children some day, but I think that is somewhat the point… to remember everything, even the nitty-gritty!

We have decided that when our 2^nd little booger monster is born (I mean booger monster in the most endearing way) I am going to stay home and raise my boys, maybe not the smartest thing to do in this economy, but this is something that both Kyle and I think will be best for our family.  We are extremely fortunate right now that both my mom, and Kyle’s mom watch Blake.  It is very comforting to know that he is with 2 grandmas that love him to pieces, but I feel like I am missing out on watching my son grow.  I am excited for this new chapter to start… I have a good feeling that this is going to be a crazy, beautiful ride!!