OK.
Long blog.
I seem to have some stories I want to get recorded.
Although I am going to start with my
freakin' obsession.
Hello.
My name is Michelle and I have had a slight
Archivo OBSESSION the past few days. Then realized that I haven't even been spelling the dang thing right!!!!......
DURH!!!
So let me correct myself in spelling.
I have had a major
Arccivo OBSESSION lately.
I WANT this thing.
{{{sigh}}}
It has been added to the list of things that I 'want'. ;0)
Have to share that this 'obsession' almost got me 'kilt' yesterday because I was daydreaming about the
ARCCIVO and ran a stoplight.
Screeching tires and everything.
I KNOW!!!! Total idiot! I have issues, huh?
LOL!
Then the second time I almost died yesterday is part of the 'little funny' from the title.
Here is the story. I am hoping that I can type the words and it will be as funny as it actually was.
Last night I was teaching and had forgotten my bottle of water.
I had some "Restore"
lemonaid-berry mints (LOVE THOSE BABIES!) and thought that I would just pop one of those until break.
During to process of putting the mint in my mouth I thought to myself "don't choke on this while you are talking".
Myself didn't listen.
The mint and become a sliver and on an inhale to begin the next
sentence I brought that little sliver of mint straight into my lungs and started choking...right there in front of the whole entire class.
OK, so I wasn't 'officially' choking because I was able to cough.
BUT the cough was coming from the very bottom of my lungs.
Those forceful coughs where your body it trying to save itself from dying.....
Well......let me tell you. I was
conscious enough to clamp down on the bottom half of my body because in old age a forceful cough and also cause some farts to escape. YES, I totally type fart! Gross I know, but image yourself in front of a class room, choking, and farting......I could not stop the choking, obviously I had already inhaled the sliver of mint, but I was doing all I could NOT TO FART.
I won't even go into the other item of concern when dealing with forceful coughs. I will just tell you that after having a 10 pound 11 oz baby boy, I am not able to jump, run, or cough very well any more........
In the end, I managed to save myself from death by coughing up the sliver of mint from my lung and I am hoping beyond hope that I didn't fart.
Can I tell you now that I am a classy kind of girlie!!
LOL! Nah...just keeping it real.
In other news.
I had said in the
beginning of the week that I was going to share a story about the
Pinta Marie replica....
In Peoria (a near by city) they had a boat that was docked off of the Illinois River and it was a replica of one of the boats that Christopher Columbus had come over on.
We all wanted to take a peek at it.
So we stopped and it was really quite neat. Everything was made out of wood...EVERYTHING. It was so much smaller than I ever imagined the boats coming over the ocean on...this caused my mind to wander about the "replica" thing. Cause it was small.
OK....so this isn't really even the point of the story.
The point of the story is that Shawn ran into his dad.
Now, this is where it gets sad and something else I can't quite put my finger on.
Shawn hasn't seen or spoken to his dad in about 7 years.
I believe that his dad has bunches of issues ranging from mental disorders to plain
ol' selfishness.
I don't say this out of bitterness or anger or even being judgemental...it is just the truth.
I am however very angry and bitter over the way Shawn's dad has hurt him.
The saddest part is that Shawn was trying to decide if he should go over and say anything....I told him that he needed to because obviously if he was trying to decide then deep down he wanted to.
He decided to go over and say hi.
And his dad didn't even
recognize him.
That was heartbreaking to me because Shawn is a good man. He has done nothing wrong in all of this and he as the son and child has been hurt the worse.
After Shawn said "hi dad, it's me Shawn", his dad gave him a hug and they talked about little stuff like work, tattoos, our children growing so big (his dad hadn't seen Mason since he was less than a year old).
It was all very awkward.
Very sad.
It is then that I wonder if our children know just how very blessed they are to have parents that try so very hard to be healthy and happy and provide a safe base for them....always. I am incredibly proud of what Shawn and I have done as parents with where we have come from. It really is all about breaking the cycle and it can be done.
So there you have it.
A little funny and something else.
Thanks for taking the time to read.
To connect.
Hugs and
happies.
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Fourteen years ago today....
I loved how this layout ended. Wish you could feel the different textures. The heart is the grunge board embossed and pained, the title is BG chipboard with Tim Holtz distress embossing powder on it, there is a bit of puffy paint, some glitter, and glossy pictures. Fun-ness!
And last bit of show and tell is a layout of Mason. The pictures are a year old and I LOVE THAT. Totally make me smile.
Mason actually relaxed and enjoying himself. That makes me happy.
Our self family portrait.
Shawn dragging "Fattie" our selected Christmas tree.
that matched the old wallpaper. Although the butterflies totally made me smile!!
And the new and improved solid oak staircase. I should probably get a picture of it completely finished because it really does look nice but I haven't yet. Ooops. ;o) Also should have rotated the pictures before I uploaded but I forgot until it was already done so you will just have to turn your head to the side again. LOL! Like you would expect any less from me. hehehe.
Today my mom and step dad came over for our Thanksgiving. It was really nice. I have to say that the afternoon was more enjoyable without the stress that my sisters bring (a long dysfunctional story). It was just so nice and allowed for me to truly be thankful for my Mom and Jeff and the time we spent together. We all played Guesstures and that was a blast! I will have some pictures of that fun to share. I especially liked my mom's 'snake' imitation, Bailey's 'aroma' and a few other one that you will just have to see the pictures to appreciate.
Yes, I am a sap. LOL! I really do {{{heart}}} Shawn. What do you think of my special made apron. Taking orders...anyone want to {heart} someone or something??? ;o) I have left over iron-ons...Let me know and I will work my magic and make one for YOU because I know after you see mine, you cannot wait to get you hands on one!
OK, and as if I didn't have enough time to do the things I want/need to do such and household chores, reading, scrappin', artsy-fartys stuff, running here and there, homework, teaching....etc - I somehow got a wild hair to learn how to knit. Why? WHY NOT? But the only real answer I have is that there is this really super uber knitted messenger bag that I wanted to knit. And it is just something that I wanted to learn.
So yesterday I picked up $3 knitting needles, $2 thing (forget what it is called skein I think) of yarn, and a $10 'How To Knit' book (should have saved my ten dollars because the video I found online was so much more helpful. I am definitely a visual learner) and here I am. A total KNIT-WIT! That is what Shawn kept calling me....a knit wit. Cracked us up. Actually he kind of did that OMGoh-woman-you-do-NOT-need-another-hobby/project! Although I think he was pretty impressed with my craftiness.
My first ever knitting attempt is a Webkinz blanket for Mason's Pongo...I think that is his elephant. What do you think? Am I totally and completely going crazy? LMAO!!!!!
I agree ;o)
Introducing the RED NINJA...Aka, Mason.
The sword was the the best part of the costume for him. I am not sure if it is the boy thing or if it is just Mason...but my son has a thing for weapons (of any sort).From the time he was making guns out of his Lego's at three he has always liked the weapons.
Introducing BUMBLE BEE...Aka Booda.
I know, kind of cruel, kind of funny, kind of strange. Let me tell you though I kept laughing, Shawn was laughing....Mason was tired of getting shown up by the bumble bee dog. People would open the door for Mason, he would say "trick or treat", and they would say something about his neat ninja costume and then they would get a glance at Booda behind him and squeal....OMG, look at the dog. It was comical. We made a stop to drop the dog off at home to finish the night with the red ninja getting all of the attention. ;o)
Bai went over to a friends house to pass out candy and play guitar hero. {{{sigh}}} First year she didn't go with us. Hate that. I am reminded again that she is growing up and away.
This year Shawn picked up a design pumpkin carving kit from walmart and they didn't do pumpkin heads. Although I must say that they carvings turned out pretty dang neat.
The pumpkin guts are the worst for me. I am proud to say that I did NOT gag this year!! (Thanks you my dear sweet children and hubby for not slapping the snotty stringy pumpkin guts on the table while making totally gross sound effects.)
This is Mason and his pumpkin with Shawn's help. edit...yep, again too lazy to rotate the picture. You will just have to turn your head sideways. LOL. ;0)
This is Bai's pumpkin that she carved all by herself. It must be noted though that throughout the whole carving process she complained that it wasn't 'good enough'. My little OCD girl.
My pumpkin carving job is to take the pictures. :)
I will try to get more of some stuff posted to share with ya.
This is a picture of Mason in front of the 'replica' Christopher Columbus ship. We couldn't get too close or on board but this photo turned out kind of neat.
A sideways picture (because I am too lazy to delete it go back and rotate it and re-upload it, LOL!) of the Endeavor packed to the gills with carpet. Nothing like a last minute trip to pick up carpet and try and get all of it home. And you know what? We over bought by like 6 boxes!! We were able to return them but how funny to have 4 boxes on the roof, the back packed Mason sitting on a box and I had one on my lap. The whole time Mason kept hi-fiving us saying "The Moore Four" or "Moore Power"....it was cracking me up. Good memories.
This is the new carpet going in. We did the do-it-yourself-squares-that-you-can-replace-if-accidents-happen kind. It is a bit darker than I wanted once we got it in, it looked lighter in the store on the ONE SQUARE - but it is OK. It is new, fresh, soft and will work until we get this dang house put together to sell.
Had to share this photo. This here is all of my scrap/art stuff. Pulled out of all the nooks and crannies to make it look like there is a crap-load of stuff. OK, I will admit I DO have a lot of stuff. I am blessed. I am thankful. 
The tree out front is starting to turn. So freakin' awesome. I love the colors of fall. I need to get my camera out for some more pictures because everywhere is just so pretty right now.
NEWS FLASH.......
Running a bunch of errands today.
Have a test tomorrow...off to study.
