Confessions of a Not so Molly

Okay... I have to confess that I love to read other people's blogs and dream about maybe cooking some of their recipes, canning some beautiful peaches tomatoes or "meat", reading some of the uplifting books or just the Twilight series, making some of the cute crafts, decorating my house, sewing something, anything domestic.

But I must admit ..

- I made Top Ramen Chicken flavor for dinner last night, some of my children chose to have it dry and crunched up in a ziplock baggie with the flavoring on it

- the book I am currently working on is "Hand Hand Fingers Thumb" I especially like the "dum ditty, dum ditty, dum dum dum" part. I have never read any of the Work and the Glory, any Twilight books, and I don't read the Ensign cover to cover every month

-Shani stuck some pretzels in peanut butter and called it a Halloween craft (check out her blog for pictures)

- We usually eat our delicious dinner about 8:00 or 9:00 depending on whether Ty had a game, Scouts, Soccer or dance was that night

-I paid my mom and my sister to can chicken for me and am still willing to pay more for someone to can anything else for me.

-I need my sisters to help me decorate my house and I am too cheap to buy anything new

-I take my baby to a babysitter every day so I can teach Teen moms and dads how to be good parents. (What a hypocrite)

Please tell me the things people blog about aren't true or they are greatly exaggerated!

Hit the Morning Running!!!

(Kim thanks for the rotating tip but now I can't delete the off kilter one.)

Trey likes to make me wait for the bus outside or at the door with him in the mornings. Normally we are at the door because I am practically naked! Or not presentable. He always makes a run for the bus like the driver is going to take off with out him. Yesterday we waited in the garage. When the bus arrived he went out into the middle of the carport and began backing up while keeping his eye on the open bus door and stairs. The bus driver seemed to be anticipating something. Recently my irrational side has flared up and I had a confrontation with Trey's teacher at PT Conferences over minor things. Anyways my first thought was oh my he is so afraid to get on the bus. Someone must be being mean to him... perhaps I should have a talk with all of the children on the bus and the bus driver RIGHT NOW and put a stop to this. (Never mind that I am in my robe only.) Trey continues to keep his eye on the open door and back up. Then he stops abruptly and bolts. Before I know it he is on the bus and the doors close. Apparently he needed a running start to jump on the bus and the Garage was too close to attain full speed when he hit those stairs. So alas my lecture for the bus driver and other children will have to wait for my next flare up of irrational behaviors.

To"Facebook" or not to "Facebook"

I spent the weekend at Chea's (again). I had a training in Scottsdale so I brought all of my kids for a fun visit. Anyways while sitting at Chea's table "Facebook" came up and Chea took great delight in telling me that both Ty and Shani had a Facebook. Even though I had specifically told Ty a few months ago to get rid of it. He said he did and just started a new one. (He found the loop hole!) Anyways Chea said that she felt it was a good way for kids to network and she has one so she can check up on her kids. I have many (Negative!) feelings about this. Shani definitely can not have one, I don't think it is age appropriate and it puts you on the radar of things, conversations and people. However, Ty????? I need input. So if you have thoughts please feel free to help me out.

"Where's Grampie?"

I was driving down the road today and looking at my troll hands with little age spots. (I am starting to get arthritis and it is painful!) Anyways I was reminded of Grampie and the little nubs he had. I sure miss that guy. The picture above is when he came to visit me in Florida. I am so grateful for the memories I have of driving him around to his old mission sites and hearing his stories. I think it is lucky that he lived so long after Grammie passed. He was such a huge part of his children, grandchildren and great grandchildren's lives. So many many memories of that man.

He taught me to:

-love camping

-hate pigs feet

-look for green olives in green corn tamales

-how to pack a camper

-which peaches were ripe for the picking

-to love figs but wear long sleeves when in the tree

-it is okay to eat out on Sunday's if it is Picadilly's

-you must always have a dessert after dinner

-pray and read often

- jerky needs a lot of salt and to hang on the clothes line for at least 5 days

-it is best to map out your garage sale route at least one day in advance

-stick with whatever job you have

-Thirstbusters are a waste of money

-don't go to church without mints in your pocket

-dry clean your own clothes with a can with a plastic brush on it

-Matlock is good TV, so is People's Court

- keep a year supply

- help your family...

Those of you who knew this man Grampie what did you learn from him?

What are you 50?

Happy Birthday to my Best Friend for 37 years. Chea and I could not be more different. But for some reason we still understand eachother! What a beautiful thing. I can go weeks with out talking to her and then just pick up the phone and we are right back in Jr. High with many stories to tell and dramas to work through. Her photos, artistist ability, chaos, emotions on the edge (always!), never ending projects (people and things) and undying love for her family are to be admired by all. I am so glad that you are 39!!!!!
(I have a great picture of us when we were little but i have to figure out how to scan and then I will add.)

White "Lite-ing" Hawks Football Star

Today is Ty's first football game. He turned out to be quite a good player despite his lack of mass. (He only has height) But apparently speed can make up for quite a bit. Lee is in Houston so he will miss the debut of the starting: Cornerback, Safety, Kicker, Kick Return and Receiver.

Look at him I am so old!!

Chest Hair, Back Hair, Leg Hair...Hair No More

We had a lovely trip to Queen Creek this weekend and stayed with the Lamb's. Wayne likes to tease and was asking Trey if he had any chest hair. He replied "No but I have back hair." This prompted many more conversations about hair. Why does he have so much, Can he shave it, Why do girls not have hair, Why does Ty not have as much hair as he does etc. Anyways on the way home from soccer he was rambling and I was deep in thought so I was only half listening. I remember something about I am going to get rid of the hair, maybe shave...

This morning in the shower there were about 20 naked GI Joes and a razor. Still I did not think anything. Then when I was putting on Trey's socks I noticed how smooth his legs were (Up to his knee cap and then there was a line of fur)

I asked if he shaved. He replied very confidently "Yes!" and then went into great detail about what soap he used to lather up and how careful he was. I did not know what to say so I just said hmmm. He was late for the bus so he ran out and that was that. Hairy legs no more!