Abnormal

Apparently I have ape arms. I'm not kidding. I have been shopping for a new coat for Christmas and 99% of them aren't long enough for my arms until I get an XXL. Have I looked ape-like all these years and no one has bothered telling me? I haven't shopped for a coat in years, and I don't remember having this problem before, is it possible that my arms are still growing and will reach my knees when I'm 80? Seriously, this is getting frustrating!

Are you prepared?

We went to a preparedness fair this weekend. The main thing I learned is that I'm not prepared at all (even though I've spent hundreds of dollars lately trying to get prepared). If anything serious was to happen my family would most surely die.


And...not that I'm complaining, but I am of the opinion that it is much easier for some to be prepared than others. For example, it is much easier for a family with a high income and a lot of space to go out and by $3,000 worth of food and supplies and then still have a place to put it when they get home, than for a family with a tighter budget and a house already bursting at the seams to get theirs. I really feel a need to get our food storage ready, and I have been trying...really. It's just a bit overwhelming to realize that it will most likely take me 10 years to get things in order and I will most definitely need a bigger house. Unless I'm willing to make my end tables out of boxes of wheat covered in a pretty fabric. Not that I'm complaining...

**Disclaimer....I'm in no way criticizing food storage, I really have felt the need to get it done and we've been doing what we can, slowly but surely. I'm just a little frustrated, and that's allowed, right???

Sad but true

John and I are fans of TV on DVD. There's something magical about being able to watch a show continuously, for hours on end. It seems that we are always watching a season of something. Embarrassingly enough, lately that show has been Smallville.

My sister and her husband own the first 5 seasons and talked us into watching them. Last night we finished season 4. The funny part to me is that the whole time we are watching we are amazed at how lame and unbelievable and predictable the show is. John could be a writer for Smallville, he has an uncanny knack for predicting lines and scenarios. And yet, even though we are aware of the lameness, we are sucked in season after season.

Ahhhh, it feels so much better to have that out in the open!

Favorite

I have 2 favorite new songs by Jason Mraz. I discovered them a while ago, and someone was nice enough to burn me the CD this past weekend. I think I have listened to the songs "Lucky" and "I'm Yours" at least 100 times already. I just can't get enough. I don't usually go through phases where I can listen to the same song over and over so I decided to share these. I'm curious to know if I'm weird or if other people love these songs as much as I do.

Okay...there seems to be a problem with the playlist (at least on my computer). I'ts only working if I click on the pop out player and push play, so although this will require an extra button push, give them a listen.

Prayer

Owen has recently become very interested in prayer. He got pretty good at repeating what we would say and has since taken prayer to new levels. He insists on praying over every meal(this is fine, I'm just a bad mother and we don't usually pray over breakfast) and last week at church he insisted on praying over his fruit snacks during sacrament meeting.

This was all fine at first but has now turned annoying. He is only happy if he is the one to say our prayers, meal prayers, family prayers, fruit snack prayers...whatever. That in and of itself is not so annoying, the annoying part is that he now refuses to actually say the prayer. He will begin, but then gets mad if we even dare try to help him. Unfortunately, he has no clue how to say a prayer on his own. So, after he starts his prayer he just sits there, with out knowing what to do next, screaming if we suggest something he might say. Here is a shot of Owen's 'prayer tantrum' from this morning. Unfortunately, I'm still suffering the consequences of this tantrum as I type. What a great way to start the day!

I did it

With out John making me. All by myself. Alone. That never happens. Yay for me!

Our very typical Halloween

Our Halloween this year was quite typical.

But, since we took pictures,

I'm going to be sure to post them.

We carved pumpkins.

The kids dressed up. (As the cutest cowboys EVER I must say!)

The kids trunk-or-treated.

The kids then trick-or-treated.

And now we have WAY too much candy, and I just let the kids at it to end the whining. Owen loves candy more than any kid I know...he was in heaven.