Life is all about making choices

This morning I woke up with a cloud over my head and tears in my eyes.  The third trimester hormone roller coaster is not my favorite ride and this morning I hit a low.  Thanks to a super busy weekend plus Monday with NO regular exercise I was in bed ignoring my children and trying not to cry.
I assessed the day and realized that something had to give.  I belong to a wonderful group of professional photographers that go out and shoot for fun once a month.  It's great doing what I love for a living but I find myself avoiding my camera when I am busy with jobs.  I don't go out to shoot just because as much.  That is what this group is for:)  An outlet of creativity.  We were suppose to be doing a shoot today up in Elfin Forest.  I decided my mental state and my children's happiness were more important than shooting. I texted my apologies, from my bed, and attempted to start the day.  After getting upset about Frank not getting dress and Ollie punching Frank where the sun don't shine I found myself standing in the middle of the kitchen with both boys on time out.  From there I had to make another choice.  Do I forge through till tonight when I have to teach water aerobics to get my endorphine boost and shake off the day or do I go to the gym this morning and shake off the day before it begins??  I finally got the boys settled down to breakfast and Ollie asks me for his Slurpee.  What?  You mean the one that you finished 95% of so I tossed  the rest?  Yup, that would be the one.  As my son fought back unconsolable tears about his loss I decided I needed to get the heck out of dodge as soon as possible.  Jesse came home from work and took over with the boys.  I took off.  I drove down the road listening to yet more coverage of the Osama Bin Laden killing/burial/conspiracy(really?) on NPR.  I laughed as the interviewer asked "so what do you think people feel over the death of Obama?"  Whoops!  Guess we knew what was on her mind.  I got to the gym, retrieved my googles and cap and shoved my stuff into a locker that I never lock.  I must still have some faith in the general public.  Heading for the pool, I just prayed I wouldn't have to share a lane this morning.  I wanted to be selfish for a half an hour.  I wasn't in the mood for slow people or breathing in others wake!  Whew, one open.  I pulled on my cap, adjusted my goggles and started.  The workout was nothing to shout about but it was finally me time.  The noise blocking water with little to no thoughts running through my head was awesome.  After about a half an hour I had to call it quits.  I know my body's limits and teaching tonight meant I had to take it easy this morning.  As I showered and got ready I realized how lucky I was to have had the opportunity to "do over" the day.  I feel better and know that my day will not be what it could have been.  Am I still emotional?  Yes.  Am I in control?  I am now.    

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Eye makeup remover that really takes off your makeup? Now that is just crazy

I know what you are thinking skeptical you: An eye make up remover that actually removes my make up?  That is a myth.  Everyone knows it doesn't exsist.  Or does it?
        All you ladies know what I am talking about.  We use the gook from the store to remove the make up from around our eyes, wash our face, and then when we dry our face we see two marks on our towel where our eyes have been.  The remains of our makeup as we remove the rest of our mascara.  Then I usually have to go back and put more gook on a q-tip to swipe under neath my eyes and rub my eyelashes all over again.  I skip washing my whole face a second time because I am afraid of another pair of black mini caterpillars residing on my towel indefinitely.  By the time I am done with my face washing and moisturizing routine my eyes feel irritated by the amount of work I put them through.
ENTER: Sei Bella dual eye make up remover

As some of you may know I have been a loyal Mary Kay user for many years.  I really did like their remover because it didn't sting like the dickens if it got in my eye BUT I had to use a lot because of the issues stated above.  I was introduced to a new company recently.  I could write a whole post about this amazing company that boasts all natural, tree hugging goodness but that will wait for another day.  Anywho, I decided to give their remover a whirl since I had run out of mine and it was the same price as what I was purchasing through Mary Kay.  Quality and price competitiveness are my top priorities when trying a new ANYTHING!  I ordered the product along with other things I needed from the website and got it in good time.  Night fell.  I was getting a little nervous.  I felt like I was meeting someone at the end of my evening with no idea how our "date" was going to go.  Sure, other people thought it was great but would it really perform??

I stood in front of the sink with cotton balls in hand, shook the slender bottle, upended the thing and gave it a squeeze.  Then I brought the cotton ball to my eye, bracing for the sting, and applied.

Oh, sweet heaven, it didn't hurt!  Point one for you Sei Bella!  I gently wiped away my make up and most of it got trapped in the cotton ball instead of being smeared all over my face.  Then, after doing the other eye, I washed my face as usual and went to dry it.  Anticipating the caterpillars to appear I was pleasantly surprise to pull away and find that my pastel yellow towel was just that, pastel yellow.  If there was anything left over I couldn't see it.  Wonder of wonder!  Miracle of miracles!  I don't have to be harassed about "my towel" by my husband anymore!  It was pretty amazing.  So much so that when my husband was home the next night I performed the whole thing for him and made him watch me pat my face dry and pull away from my unmarked towel.  There is one thing I must add.  I have tried this experiment with regular mascara, water resistant mascara, and water proof too.  Water proof does take a bit more time.  Note, I say time, not effort.  Let the solution sit on your eye for about ten seconds then gently dab and wipe away.

I know, I know.  It is amazing.

* if you are interested in this company and wish to try its products  feel free to contact me so I can help you sign up.  Melaleuca rewards those who refer others and I love a pat on the head as much as the next person:) 

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Ideas, snippets, and then gone

That is what my brain has been doing lately when it comes to blogging.  I want to write about what is going on and what I have been thinking about but anytime I think of something clever or thought provoking I am in the middle of my day.  By the time I sit down to chill in front of my computer and blog I forgot what was so funny, cute, or cool and sit in front of the keys staring at the screen.  I think part of it has to do with me being pregnant.  I have a problem with racing thoughts too... and run on sentences... and unfinished stories...and ouch baby stop kicking so hard.  Man I need some tums.
"What was I going to say again?"

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Summer is coming...

Yes, it's true.  The warm weather and pool days will be here before you know it.  In honor of the coming of warmer weather her is Frankie doing a spectacular dive and Ollie doing something entirely different.  I love my two little fish:)

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Our Creek Adventure

We have moved to a new house and lucky for us right beside our house is a creek and land reserve.  This thing is full of lizards, frogs, and tadpools.  Perfect for our boys and dog.  A couple Sundays ago we decided to take a nature walk.  

 We all ended up muddy, wet, and tired but it was a great Sunday.  If you want to see more artsy pics click here

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Knotts Berry Farm+ newly pregnant= not so fun

Jesse got a deal on Knott's Berry Farm tickets and really wanted to take the boys.  The last time I went to Knott's I was about 14 but I said ok.  I knew I wouldn't be riding the big rides but Jesse and I were free to get in and the boys were only $15 a piece.  Why not?  Here is the real question.... why?  Knott's is a big kid amusement park, it is not like Disneyland.  I was barely 2 1/2 months pregnant at the time.  Anywho, we (I) rallied and decided to go for it.
This trip was not fun for me and the hours seemed to drag by.  I was constantly eating snacks and not getting enough to eat at the same time.  Ollie wasn't tall enough to go on the things that Frank could go on and Frank wasn't tall enough for a lot of the rides he wanted to try.  It was frustrating to say the least that the map didn't have a height requirement posted at each ride.  We had to walk over to the ride to find out.  Even though it wasn't the day I hoped for the boys still had fun and I got some good pictures.

                                    Calico Train: These guys are just sooooo cute.

                                         Where ever we go we always find a fire truck!

                                                                Best ride at the Farm!

  I know this last kid is not my own but allow me to elaborate.  This ride is like the dumbo ride at Disneyland.  Very mellow.  The girl in front is in his sister.  The WHOLE ride this kid screamed and cried like he was in pain.  I was laying on a bench trying not to puke when I viewed this scene and got a fiendish delight from it.  So sue me.

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Smelly, smelly, smelly!

I am not one to complain but I have never been this sick with a pregnancy before.  I know some women are much worse but I am so tired and nauseous.  I have done the B-6 suppliments and that had helped some what but seriously, the smells are out of control.  Jesse opened a package of chicken about a week ago and I had to bolt upstairs to my room and shut the door until he was done cooking it.  I can eat it, just can't smell it.  I can't go shopping without holding my sleeve to my nose when I go buy meat.  My kids eat nothing but cold cereal and yogurt for breakfast when Jesse isn't around because the smell of eggs gets to me.  I walked into the house this morning and smelled burned toast and almost gagged.  Worst of all was Monday.
I took my dog to a park where I could take her off leash.  The off leash area was around a pond and weeds.  I was ok with the smell of pond water so I let her go.  Pepper took off like a shot and ran, and ran, and ran. I would whistle and she would come check in with me and then take off again.  When it was time to put her back on the leash I whistled.  She didn't come right away so I whistled again.  I still did not hear her crashing through the brush.  I started to walk and call her name when I heard her coming.  As Pepper came streaking for me at full speed I noticed she had gotten something on her back and neck.  Oh well, I thought.  But, as she came closer I smelled the horrible smell of human feces.  HOW THE HECK DID SHE GET IT ON HER BACK?!?!!  DID SOMEONE POOP ON A BRANCH FOR FUN?  I was so upset!  I got the leash around her neck, got her to the back of the car, and raced home with all the windows open.  Unfortunately, Jesse was at work.  I had to hose her down and wash her twice.  I am happy to say I did this without throwing up though there was plenty of gagging involved.  So if you think your day is going crappy remember this story, laugh, and realize it could be worse.

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