To the River we went

So Brian had a day off, and instead of spending it at home-we spent it at the river...ok so we spent a few hours, if that at the river just for something to do. I don't really like this river for some reason, but yesterday I tolerated it. We got some pictures of the kids playing...they had a blast.


Murphy decided he didn't want to wear his floaties so he ripped them off and ran to daddy who held him for quite a while before Murphy decided it was funner to play in the mud puddle by me instead of sitting still with daddy.



Rhayne stayed rotten, this picture shows her actually being good-but

here she is running to the current, she was constantly doing that! She kept running tward it and laughing when she got caught in it. It wasn't deep where the current started but it was quick and I couldn't even hold myself up in it really-well once I actually got in the water, which wasn't for long because this guy kept staring at me and it was giving me the creeps. So we left, and he left too. Whatever.

So here is a picture of LB pretending to swim, he isn't really swimming he is more or less crawling but he swears he was swimming. LOL

Still not puffing

So its been a bit over a week since my last full cigarette, and honestly I've been taking a toke here and there from other's smokes-but don't like it any more. I just think I want the smoke. I do feel as if something is missing, like I'm forgetting to do something-but I'm sure that will pass once I'm used to not smoking. I've got to do something about the eating though, it is the reason I started back smoking to begin with really, but now that I've lost the weight from the pregnancies it's time to stop the only thing I do unhealthy. If only I can figure out how to not eat to fill that need. I suppose I'll eventually figure it out but for now it's bothersome. Well, hopefully I can keep the nicotine out of my body for good, one day at a time.

Boy was I sick...

Last monday after we went out to eat I had this terrible gas like pain. Boy it hurt so bad but I just walked around and acted normal because I thought it was gas and would eventually move on. Move on it did, it wrapped around my right side strait into my back, about near the bottem quarter midway between my spine and the outside. The pain was almost unbearable, but thinking it would just go away in the morning, I went on to bed after some tossing and turning to try to get comfortable. Tuesday morning came and I was pretty much fine except a nucence in my back, a pain but not unbearable-kind of like a bruise. So I went through the day like normal; cook, clean, laundry, play with the kids, clean some more, watch a bit of tv....cook some more you get it the same ole stuff. I was fine, until bed time rolled around-the unbearable pain was back and I couldn't understand what it was or why it hurt so badly. Next morning I wake up-nautious, and in a ton of pain. Stayed pretty bad all day so I moved about the day extreamly slow, mostly laying on the couch-the center of the house-to monitor the children and attend them with as little effort as possible as I was in a ton of pain. Brian, poor dear he tried so badly to help but he was stuck at work and since I refused to go to the hospital there was little he could do as we really needed the money. Well, thursday rolled around and early that morning I woke up every couple hours from 3AM throwing up the nothing I ate all day wendsday and mostly water, until 7AM where the kids woke me up, Rhayne demanded me to lay on the couch so she could take care of me. Poor dear she was such a sweety. She 'helped' me on into the bathroom where I vomited some more, ugh. Then, to the couch we went. I laid down for a while, then surved up some cereal for the kids, easiest thing I could think of at the time. They ate, put their bowls away and we all watched TV for a few hours, man I am so greatful I have really good kids--sure they made a pretty big mess of the place, but they acted civil and when daddy took over he had the strength to help them clean the mess up so it wasn't so bad. I stayed pretty bad even through thursday and when he got home then we decided to go to the hospital, where I learned after some time that I have an infection on my kidney and they give me meds for that and the pain. That evening I slept like a baby and come Friday I wasn't doing my best but Brian stayed home, and broke the truck!!!! OK so not on purpouse, he went to get some grapes for me, I figured I may be able to keep them down and they can sit at room tempature and aren't too filling. On his way back the rear end just completly went out on him. He had to sit there for a few hours to wait for a tow. Luckily he put the little kids down for a nap and they were barely getting up when he got home so it wasn't too bad on me-I slept the rest of the day and through much of Saturday and by that evening I felt good enough to get out in the kitchen and prepare the next day's meal. I got a bit dizy and faint-oh because I never mentioned the fevers I was having. Boy, I could fall asleep anywhere, and I couldn't sit up for more than a few minutes at a time because I kept getting these moderatly high fevers- 102.4-103.0 degree and would have the oddest dreams that I thought where real. Plus they'd only last a little while but I'd break one and another would come, kind of like contractions on top of contractions but they'd last about 15 minutes, break I'd have a few minutes and they'd come right back. The weirdest thing I tell you. So I'd be sweaty and freezing constantly. I think between that and the nausia from the pain those were the worst! Well by sunday evening I was mostly myself, much like I was on tuesday I still had a bit of back pain but as long as I took a break every bit and I'd move at a moderate pace I was fine. But throught all that some good news did come, I quit smoking and today makes the first week I've gone with out a cigarette! I'm so proud of myself. I've actually been trying for a while but nothin helps like nausia-that's what help me quit with the kids, but now I'm not pregnant and I'm trying to make a new life choice decision...let's just hope I can make it. It's tough and today I had my very first craving but I give myself confidance, tell myself I made it this far I can go another week. One day at a time not a big goal.

RIP Sally

So Sally Goat was attacked by the neighboor's dogs a couple weeks ago. They decided to go on vacation and just leave their animals with no one to feed them and the two that perminatly live in the back yard-no matter what rain snow (ok so it doesn't snow here) extream heat whatever, they stay out side-decided they were too hungry to stay in the botched up fence they have and got out to eat my goat. They didn't leave her dead, oh no...they just ripped off her damn leg. So we got that all fixed up or whatever, and then yesterday something attacked her again. Couldn't have been anything too big, but it was enough to reopen her stub, and cause her more pain. Being that we couldn't afford any more vet bills nor can we stand to see her suffer...we put her down-or should I say Brian put her down. God, I feel so cold about it, but we really had no other choice. We are going to have to get rid of the goats next month before we leave and I'm sure no one else would want to deal with a three legged goat and would probably end up killing her as well. At least in this case she was taken out humanly. We have a place for Sandler where he will be treated like a pet as he is used to being treated now, so thank goodness for that...but we know Sally would have been put down either way so instead of having her suffer we just went ahead and took care of it. I was so upset, the kids don't really get it just yet, but they are young still.
The neighboors don't give a shit, they actually were able to get their dog's back from the Animal Control, who we called and had to wait three days then call 911 to actually get them to come out after one of the dog's attacked the sherrif that came out. In the mean time I fed them some of my dog food to keep them at bay, they even tried to attack me while I was feeding them....I feel sorry for the dogs, really I do. Those people really should have not been able to get them back, and should have been fined for neglecting their animals. It's reidculas. There is a leash law here-and I know when we lived in JAX, if your dog was caught running around and you wanted it back you'd have to pay a fine to get it back, if it attacked something/one you'd have to pay the fine and NOT get it back. That's how it should be here too. Well, Sally Dear, we'll miss you dearly-but you lead a good life until the end...you were treated like a family member, and we all loved you so!

Finger Painting Fun

Even as an adult I love to finger paint....but this time I let the kids do the painting. Again a thing we did last month but I have been so busy I really hadn't had much time to blog really much less upload the photos to the web. A few day's before father's day I brought the kids out to finger paint Daddy a pretty present for Father's day-he also got a PS3 so he had an AWESOME fathers day if I do say so myself. LOL. Well while they were finger painting I snapped some shots of them. Murphy was taking a nap so he kind of missed out, but later on he did spill the plate that was holding the finger paint containers all over his page...and made something quite pretty.


"Look at how pretty, just like me, huh mommy?"


"I am the artist in the family, mine looks the best!"

Here's how Murphy's turned out, honestly I think his looked the best. LOL-don't tell the others.


Close ups, or as close as I could get w/o disturbing the artists...





Such creativity, I actually MADE this finger paint. Corn Starch, water and food coloring. It's a pretty nifty trick my mom taught me as a kid. She wasn't always crazy, she actually was the best mom in the world....and really she still kind of is. She is very supportive, even though it may seem like she is condensending, but I get it from somewhere right? At least she took time to teach me things I could pass on to my children, finger paint, paper meshe', make at home play dough, ants on a log (bananas with peanut butter and rasins), snack night dinners, and much much more-as well as how to pay the bills and take care of adult tasks, she had a good idea on parenting and Brian and I are trying to keep a lot of that in our homes...but with little twists. Hey, parenting doesn't really come with a manual so it's all trial and error. Well to you and yours have a fun filled day!

Shreck Three

We brought the kids to the theater to see Shreck Three last month, and I took some pictures of them at the beginning because they were just so cute. We don't get out to the theator much, but now Murphy is getting better about being able to watch movies at home so we tried it out......he was fine as long as there wasn't too much action going on in the movie, then he wanted to jump around and try to help out Shreck. LOL I have a feeling I'm spelling Shreck wrong, but ya'll get what I'm saying. Here's the pics:


"I know this thing of popcorn is just as big as I am but it's all mine! Mine MINE MINE!!!!"



"Why does she get the tub? Oh well, I am just chilling watching the movie."


"Yep, still mine, no no no one can take it from me, I am the POP corn MASTER."



"Hey smurphy is that a good movie?"
-........grunt
"Glad you like it."


Haha, kids are so funny, we want to go see Ratitouly next, but there is no way I can haul all three of them by myself and Brian's been working long and hard so we can afford to move next month. Hopefully we can get to it soon.

Moving on

So, come next month we will be moving to Memphis-maybe. Actually, we aren't sure when or where we are moving but that's what it looks like. My husband will be headed over that way for two weeks in a couple of weeks....so while he is there he plans on trying to look at houses and stuff but he'll be working long hours while there to help us afford to move. The housing isn't too expensive, I thought it would definatly be more expensive than here being that its a big city but it really isn't. It's no where near as bad as the coast right now, so it's going to be OK. I'm really sad that we are moving further from our friends and family on the Coast, but at the same time am very ready to get out of this small town! There is absolutly NOTHING here, and to do anything fun we have to travel fourty five minutes to an hour away. I'm excited to be able to have a zoo, musiums, culture, and good resturants near me again. I just wish we had a more definate answer as to when and where this is going to go down. I hate living in limbo and I feel my whole adult life has be this. If we do move to Memphis, we'll only be staying there a year and a half before we move on to the next site...which is pretty exciting. I don't really like to live in one place for more than a year really, two years at the most. I get aggervated with the place and bored with the situation. We won't be able to do this for all of our lives as the kids may start to get upset about it especially once in HS. Brian and I agreed that once they hit HS we'll do what we can to stay there. They may get upset that we'll be moving every couple of years before then, but how many friends do you have that you went to Ele with? Me, none really-well I do still communicat via the internet with a few but we aren't really 'friends' ya know.
Well- Here we come:


Just look at how awesome the place is. We so won't be living IN the city, probably in a town or suburb right outside, because I don't really care for city living I just like having one near. Wish us luck.