Bright's thoughts

I guess I am PMSing. I am just frustrated at a bunch of things. 1st I have jury duty on Monday and my babysitters are all going to be out of town. 2nd I picked 6 buckets (food storage buckets) of apples to make apple sauce and I can't make it. 3rd I found out at 1:30 that my inlaws are coming and my hubby has asked me to have a major cleaning party. Hmmmm...and HE plans to be home at 7pm. They aren't coming over until tomorrow sometime but with Confrence I won't be cleaning tomorrow. 4th My SIL is moving to England and I have been helping her clean (7 hours) past few days. So I've been cleaned out. 5th See #3 and know DH isn't helping at all with any cleaning even while I was helping my SIL. :( 6th I'm trying to get my girls to clean but they are refusing to listen! Well....good thing is Lindsey is listening. She has been a tremendous help. 7th BIL totalled his Jeep Liberty this week....somehow though he was not majorly hurt. 8th Bryan has been teethi

Here I sit in an empty house. I can hear my neighbors kids playing outside and think they are mine. My family went to help my BIL move. I am waiting on a ride to go to the General Women's Broadcast in SLC. My sweet hubby took aall th kids with him. I ahve NO clue hat he plans on accomplishing with a 10mo old baby with him. But I am ejoying the calm that is in my house. It does however feel empty in another way. Not just physically empty. It is as if part of me is gone too. I know I should be savoring the moments I get of this peace and quiet. They don't come often enough...BUT not having someone need me every five seconds is a bizarre feeling. I'm not sure it suits me. I love my children and it is strange to have them all gone. What will I be like as an empty nester? Luckily that comes in time not all at once. My husband is a wonderful man. I'm greatful he is allowing me this time to just sit and ponder. This quiet time reminds me what I am thankful for.

Okay, okay, you can sit down. I've watched too many Law and Orders. I tried to type this up before and blogger ate it. So this is a bit late. I should have taken Kate's advice and told them "it's like Apple pie" not "apple pie". I felt as if Iw as lieing to my children. I can't use the phrase "Have I ever lied to you?". I can see it now..."yes, matter of fact mom you have." I can see it as one of those "lies" you tell your children...no labor doesn't hurt "too" bad. You were worth the pain. Okay, just teasing! ANd YES, they WERE worth the pain, so far. ;) Before I even got to taste my piece Lindsey asked for seconds. I said "do you want to know what kind of pie it REALLY is?". Look of confusion. It is NOT apples it is zucchinin. More confusion. "ya, I'm sure" and her plate was shoved in my face. Dejah followed suit and was VERY demading that she wanted more. DH was a bit turned off m

One thing that my hubby loves is that I try new recipes. Well, he likes that I try new things. Not that he likes the things I try. HA HA! We'll see what he thinks of my newest experiment! Mock Apple pie made with Zucchini NOT apples. Am I going to tell him? Not a chance until AFTER he eats it. Not telling my children either! This is the recipe I used. I did tweak it a bit and added about 1/4 cup of apple juice. I chose this one because of the size of zucchini it recommended...Extra large. MOCK APPLE PIE (ZUCCHINI PIE) Printed from COOKS.COM 6 C. Zucchini (NOTE: extra large zucchini are preferred, they're firmer) 1 1/4 C. Sugar 1 1/2 tbsp. flour 1 1/2 tsp. cream of tartar 1 1/2 tsp. cinnamon Dash of salt and nutmeg Dough for double pie crust Pare zucchini, wash and slice lengthwise. Remove seeds. Slice like apples. Add a little water and bring to a boil in a large saucepan. Simmer for about 15 minutes or until tender. Cool and drain well. Add rest of ingredients and place into a

We have waited for a long time to have a little boy. We have four girls then had our little boy almost a year ago. He has been slower than his sisters in EVERYTHING. It is hard not to judge, I know every child is different. However, he has done something that his sisters never did, fell down the stairs. My girls loved their walker and gave them freedom to move about the house. While they wer little we lived in a one story house without a basement. We now have a basement with an open stairway. We have a GREAT gate that protects him, if it is closed. Saturday, my hubby was working in the basement and bringing trash up and didn't close it. He was going up and down and didn't think about it. I can promise you, he DOES now! Saturday, I was making spaghetti sauce with our tomatoes and heard a loud clunk clunk crash and a WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA. I ran as soon as I heard the noise and immediately burst into tears and screams! My heart sank! Hubby was in the laundry room and he