What is with our world?

Today when I was checking my email I looked on the homepage for Yahoo (which I hardly ever do, but Russ ALWAYS does) and saw a list of today's top searches. Here they are with my reaction following:
1. Prince Harry - really? Why?
2. Carly Simon - I think she is a musician, but I am not sure why everyone is looking her up.
3. McSkillet Burrito - Is this for real? Do they know they can't eat it by looking it up on the Internet?
4. Boyd Coddington - Who?
5. Airstream Trailers - Whatever.
6. Leap Day - this makes sense.
7. Boy George - Seriously?
8. Kwame Kilpatric - Who is this?
9. Lasagna recipes - that's funny, I am making Lasagna tonight. But I already have the recipe.
10. Hepatitis C - I hope that not everyone looking this up has Hepatitis C.
This post may reveal how little I know about what is going on in our world today, but from the looks of it I am proud of that. This list does not include the celebrities that were looked up, there is a whole other list for that. While I was reading during my plasma donation yesterday in a book called Tuesdays With Morrey, there was a paragraph that I really loved.

"people scooped up these tabloids, devoured their gossip, and on a previous trip to England, I had always done the same. But now, for some reason, I found myself thinking about Morrie whenever I read something silly or mindless. I kept picturing him there, in his house with the Japanese maple and the hard wood floors, counting his breath, squeezing out every moment with his loved ones, while I spent so many hours on things that meant absolutely nothing to me personally: movie stars, supermodels... Why did we bother with all the distractions we did? Back home the O.J. Simpson trial was in full swing, and there were people who surrendered their entire lunch hours watching it, then taping the rest so they could watch more at night. They didn't know O.J. Simpson. They didn't know anyone involved in the case. Yet they gave up days and weeks of their lives , addicted to someone else's drama.
I remembers what Morrie said during our visit: "the culture we have does not make people feel good about themselves. And you have to be strong enough to say if the culture doesn't work, don't buy it."

Well ladies and gents, I am not buying it. I have already cut out pretty much all TV. I quit Oprah a long time ago. I don't read gossip magazines, or any magazines that aren't about crafts and decorating. I don't want to waist any of my precious time on things that really don't mean anything to me. But, I do love blogs because I get to keep in touch with and "talk" to people that do mean so much to me.

She works hard for the money

Russ and I are going to be doing this -

So that in a few months we can do this -
Russ is really excited about this, it has always been a dream of his to work with Shamu. William will love this so much so I am pretty excited that we will be going on this family vacation. I also hope to earn enough to get me this -
Or something like it, here's hoping.

Well, today I went to donate for the first time and it was fine. I read a book the whole time and it was not that uncomfortable but when I got up to get paid I almost passed out and had to sit on the floor and then lay on the couch. It was embarrassing but it won't stop me from returning. I really want a new camera. If it happens again though, I may have to call it quits.

Little Miss Gracie

This little girl is crawling all over the place. She is pulling herself along the floor with one arm. Some of you may call that an army crawl but this is actually crawling and when she is up on her hands and knees, that is called creeping.
This is her sleeping like an angel the other day.


This is her bending over backwards and this is what she does when you lay her down to change her diaper. This makes changing her really fun.

When I went in to get her when she woke up yesterday this is what I found. She is just too cute.


She got her booster flu shot yesterday and didn't cry! She didn't even wimper!

William

Dear William,
you are turning into such a big boy. Now that I am the primary choraster I get to see you in primary and you are so cute. You love your teacher and act so grown up. I also love watching you with your preschool buddies. This is you guys yesterday before we ate the cake that we made.

You are always trying to make everyone laugh. This is one of the awesome funny faces that you make.

And this next picture reminds me of a picture we took of your father when he combed his hair and came in the room with Aunt Connie, Lauren, and myself and Lauren said, "well hello Mr. Darcy." He you are, Mr. Darcy Jr.



You have just reached the age where you ask A LOT of questions. This gets really hard to handle, but you have gottan to the point where you will stop if I tell you it is too many questions.
You love your little sister so much and are so good to her and this makes me so happy. You take a nap in my bed so sometimes I lay down with you and you always ask me to "scratch you". That means scratch your head and play with your hair. You also ask me to scratch your back and this has to be done under your shirt. Sometimes you will rub my arm or play with my hair. I love you so much.
Mom

Pitter Patter

That is what my heart is doing right now. I am in love with a room (I know that I am crazy, but I can't help it, at least I recognize it). So - my last post was about my dream house and I talked about how it was perfect, but lacking color. Well, my awesome friend Tia found it the perfect room, and I mean perfect. I don't think I would change anything. Maybe the wall color, but I may just keep it too. Here is the link to Heather Bailey's craft room.
So hopefully in 3 to 4 years from now I will be posting pictures of my gorgeous craft room. Forget Martha Stewart's bland craft room. Thanks Tia.
p.s. I promise not all post will be about craft rooms.

Dream House

I really like the movie Practical Magic. Russ asked me why once and I thought about it. I think it is for two reasons. One - it is about sisters, I usually like those. Two - I love the house in it. Apparently it was built on a island off of Washington and torn down after filming, what?! These are the only pics I could find of it and they make it seem really dark inside, but I remember it being more light inside, at least during the day. Now, the house is way too big, I don't want a big house and it needs more color inside. But, other than that I love it. It is perfect.




Look at this garden, I love it. And there is a greenhouse, but the picture wasn't very good so I am not posting it. I'll take a house by the sea please.

Now for the inside

Is there any way to disguise a gas stove to look like a wood burning stove? I'll have to look into that.

Dinning room/craft room, I like it.This is so cool, but I need more color.

So there you have it, my dream home. Think I can pull this off in Arizona? Dream big, right?

My Funny Valentine

So I finished the last post and decided that I wanted to post (late) about my forever valentine. Why I chose one guy to my only valentine for the rest of my life, and then some.
The first thing I noticed about Russ was his laugh. Not just the sound of it, but how often it happend. He laugh at everything, sincerly. It was very infectios and still is (unless I am in a really bad mood). He has this way of putting everyone at ease. Everyone loves Russ.
Now if I am going to be honest that wasn't the first thing that I noticed, the first thing was his hair and beard. He had a mop of curly hair and sweet beard. If you know me, you know this was a definate plus.
Now, I wouldn't call it love at first site, becuase I didn't fall in love right then and there. But I was interested and that interest only grew every time I saw him and elivated very quickly. I love so many things about his. The things I listed above along with - the great father he is, how smart he is (even if it makes me look stupid), how kind he is (he never talks bad about people), how funny and easily amused he is, how honest and obedient he is, and most of all how much he loves me. He is so good to me and will always take care of me.