lots accomplished...

I get in these moods where I try to accomplish more than humanly possible in a 48 hour period.

(I also have 48 hour periods of time when I do absolutely nothing...so I'm sure it evens itself out:)

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I have somehow managed to sew my child 2 quilts for Fall amidst my hecticness. One, that I admit, resembles a baby quilt in every aspect...but I don't care because until I have another...he IS MY baby:)

I ran it through one of those big machines that embroiders a design over the top to finish it off. I LOVE the stars and swirls. Makes it look so precious.

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The other...a big, thick, comfy twin sized one for his big boy bed...that I was pretty proud of. Sewed, tied, bound...the works. Me and a friend worked an entire day...and ENTIRE night to make sure the thing got finished! Heaven knows I don't have more than 1 day to dedicate to the project...so I had to take advantage of the middle-of-the-night hours. I'm almost certain it is cheaper to buy one if you were wondering:):)

Perfect time of year for a big, warm quilt. I wanted one for under his Comforter before winter. He is pretty thrilled with the helmets and big boy bats that cover the front:)

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I also canned for 3 days straight.

Freezer corn, tomatoes, peaches...lots and lots of peaches,

homemade applesauce...the works. I will never look at a jar of applesauce the same way. SOOO much work. I mean I deserve some kind of award. Plucked the apple from the tree, washed, cooked, mashed, strained, mixed with sugar, bottled, processed for 30 minutes. Are you serious???

It's delicious if you were wondering:)

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I'm doing Grape juice this week sometime...and feeling very "motherly" :):)

It's great fun.

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On a sidenote: I am done with my Christmas Shopping!

I know.

Pretty amazing.

I am constantly out running errands for the house and between sweeping or picking stucco colors I started thinking "ahead" to Christmas. I'm DONE!

...and it feels wonderful...

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I have them all packed nicely away in a box. Too bad I wasn't smart enough to realize that ANYTHING I buy now...will have to be packed and then unpacked shortly.

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I am running myself ragged...and have repeatedly said that when I move Nov. 1st I will NOT move from my couch for approx. one entire month. I will ocassionally soak in a bath and possibly read a book...but most likely will not leave my house unless I am close to starvation (which is highly unlikely...because I've canned enough food for my fruit room to last a 6 month drout).

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I love this time of year more than anything.

I love the colors, the smells and the fact that my lack of exercise for the past 4 months will easily go unnoticed under my comfy sweaters and thick hoodies:) I love pumpkin patches, dressing my child up for halloween, making sugar cookies shaped like bats (our yesterday afternoon activity) and burning the pumpkin spice candle...which I will definitely be picking up today...no matter what.

Hope you're all out enjoying the FALL.

Love, me

Follow-Up Post...

In addition to my previous post...I thought I would follow up by including my conversation with Jarom about the matter.

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Jarom walks in the door from work.

I walk in the door from Young Womens.

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Jarom: What we eating for dinner? (his typical first words)

Me: So I had to get a shot in my ear thingy today. It hurt way bad. It probably won't help. He says I have to get surgery. Plastic Surgeon...cut it out, reconstruct my earlobe, then re-pierce in a few months.

Jarom: What? Huh?

Me: I swear I told you this already. Didn't I tell you this earlier?

Jarom: Um Nope. You have to get it cut out? I swear woman....you cost WAY too much money.

Me: Whatever hon.

Jarom: I'll cut the freaking thing out. Come over here....

an hour passes.....

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Jarom: You should probably make an appt. right after Christmas.... AND we should probably take care of everything we can next year since we'll surely meet our "out of pocket max".

SIGH.....

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Me: Great! I'm glad you agreed....another baby...earlobe reconstruction....and I will compile a list of the other things I want FIXED:)

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Jarom: (Blank stare...in his typical fashion) Let's go to bed I'm tired.

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This is so us.

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...and in response to your comment Brittany...I know...what are the freaking odds?!? Just so you know this only happens to a rare percentage of people...and 90% of them are Black. ha ha ha . Are you laughing? I about died. Especially because my entire life I have been asked "what ethnicity are you?" I have been asked it all I swear. College applications...work health histories. When I check the CAUCASION box most people stare and me with accusing eyes that say "YOU ARE SO LYING!" Most people think I'm brazillian or Indian.

It's Great fun.

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I am White.

With an earlobe issue.

Love, Me

Rebellion...

When I was younger I wanted my ears pierced. Nothing to "out of ordinary" just a simple trip to the mall and a new pair of studs:)

In my family that was not allowed.

My dad wasn't having it.

He HATED the idea...and refused.

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Now, let me clarify a bit. My dad isn't as strict as he sounds....he spoils us and loves us...and is a giant goofball most of the time. He did have definite "boundaries" that kept us in line growing up....but always spoiled us with time, affection and wonderful gifts! He just REALLY hates "piercings" and can't stand the idea. Pointless, ugly and wrong. Simple as that (in his book).

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This gift....the gift of earrings....was NEVER going to happen...see he reminded me often.

So I complained and whined for years.

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My wedding day approached and I thought just maybe I had the courage to REBEL. I had never disobeyed my dad...but darn it...EARRINGS were important!!! I could go as far as saying they were "CRITICAL", especially on my wedding day.

Still...my dad insisted the idea was pathetic and I quote..."You don't need gobby pieces of metal hanging from your head to make you look beautiful. You would be "OVER DOING IT" and you are gorgeous without them".

Whatever.

So I found the most beautiful set of earrings (for pierced ears of course) and paid out the nose to have them made into CLIP-ONS for my wedding day. The memory still makes me laugh out loud...but a girls gotta do what's necessary.

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A few more years passed and I was growing older. Afterall --- I was a married woman...had been for over 2.5 years might I add...and I could make this decision couldn't I???

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I waited until I moved halfway acrossed the country to a little state called NEBRASKA...

and I did it!!!

...I marched into the mall...made Jarom hold my hand...and wahlah!

I pierced my ears and was giddy for weeks:)

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Now...I'd love to say it went smooth...or my REBELLION went unnoticed and unpunished...but no can do. I had never disobeyed my dad...and HATED to disappoint him more than anything else on earth. Again: Having earrings was critical remember. I would have never done it if I didn't have to! I simply didn't have a choice. Living without the enjoyment would have been too painful.

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The 4-5 month wait until my next visit to UTAH was one filled with anxiety. How was I going to hide them? I surely couldn't do it forever.

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Well...he didn't notice. Not that trip anyhow....but my sister eventually copied me...got her ears pierced...got CAUGHT...then told on me too:) I could have killed her. Little stink.

What are sister's for:):)

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My point is....I am seriously paying for it now. Right after I pierced my ears a bump started developing on my left lobe. The idiot girl at Claire's obviously didn't know what she was doing...and pierced it halfway...when it didn't go all the way through in one quick movement like it should have...she made a comment that went something like this, "OoooHHH..." and lifted up her other hand (to use the strength of both hands) to press the earring the rest of the way through my earlobe. SICK! The sound was less than enjoyable.

The bump has hurt for 3 years...and is NOW pretty darn big. It has nearly closed off my hole on that side...and each time I wear earrings I am practically re-piercing it. It is horribly painful...and swollen. My punishment for rebellion I guess.

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I visited the doctor this morning and after a huge shot (in my freakin earlobe people...yes it hurt and I said the S-word) the doctor told me I would have to have surgery to remove it!

I have been referred to a plastic surgeon, get to be knocked out, have the thing surgically cut out, my lobe put back together, and months later....get my ear re-pierced. Sounds fun, huh?

Oh yah....and then it would most likely come back.

I can't wait to tell Jarom tonight. He will be so onry about paying for this little dilemma:)

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I am still deciding if this was all worth it.

Bizarre that I'm still on the fence about it, I know!!!

....maybe my love for earrings stems from my 22 years of being deprived of them. Who knows?

What I do know...is I will listen to my dad from now on....and use this story to threaten my children into obeying my every instruction:) If not...they will pay.

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Often times not until later...but they will.
Parents always know best:)

back and not happy about it....

(Jaxson September 2009...exactly 2.5 years old)

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Whether or not I wanted to....we came home from our little vacation.

It was wonderful and completely relaxing.

I re-decided that me and Jarom really do love each other:):) ha ha.

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Stress can often times make you wonder........

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Slept in til' 11:00

Visited the steam room and hot tub every morning and evening.

Ate wonderful food.

Shared Cold-Stones with my man.

Found Jaxson one darling Halloween Costume.

Watched 4 Movies.

Took 2 Mid-Afternoon Naps (never ever do that)

Laughed with and Kissed my Hubby for 5 days straight:)

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I hate coming back to real life.

We have accomplished a lot the last few weeks however. We managed to squeeze in some family pictures. I cringed at the thought of getting my picture taken...I haven't taken a second to "assess my physique" in over 2 months.

Too busy...and too consumed in other things perhaps.

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BUT...Jaxson isn't getting any younger...and I wasn't getting any skinnier...so we went for it! My talented friend Heather did a wonderful job capturing my family. I love them...my fat roll and all.

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Sidenote: by Friday my house should have walls...this is a plus in my life:)

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Sidenote #2: I made 15 dozen ears of corn into creamed freezer corn AND bought a deep freeze from Lowe's. I am officially Old and Boring....and I love it:)

At least he likes me....well, both of them do.

Life ain't too bad.

The Office

Jarom and I have a unique bond.

Our sense of humors connect flawlessly:)

Some would define our humor as crude or immature...pointless even...

but we can't seem to stop laughing!

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One of our first dates was a MOVIE (one that will remain unnamed:) and I laughed so hard I was wheezing. I swear it. I couldn't get control. Me and the other (oh, approx. 30) 17-18 year old boys in the audience about died of laughter. During the show...Jarom turned and stared at me a tad bit stunned. "Could she actually like this? Did she really think it was THAT funny? OH MY GOSH....I am the LUCKIEST MAN ALIVE!" he thought.

or at least....

I'm pretty certain those are the words, if not exactly, that ran through his mind. Ha ha .

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Unfortunately I laugh hysterically at what most "women" would think is ridiculous and crude.

I'm not sure where I got it....but a little bit of sarcasm goes A LONG way with me.

This brings me to my point this evening: THE OFFICE is hands down the greatest show on earth. It never fails to make me laugh til' every care is gone.

This show makes both me and Jarom happy!

We watch episodes regularly and are the proud owners of each and every Season on Dvd! :):)

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Times like tonight are simple...but the REASON that we stick together and make a pretty darn good team I think. Humor is truly the best medicine!

Things have been a bit stressful at our house as of late. "House stuff" is pretty much driving us to our breaking point...and we are busy trying to co-exist with a house full of people:) Nurturing a marriage, raising a child, talking, watching TV, laundry, stress...all the above have to be coordinated with a handful of others who also live with us....and I'm certain are about ready for some alone time of their own! We are overly anxious and excited to move...but still have SOOO much work ahead and 2.5 months of planning. We are tired. We are stressed. We are fighting like cats and dogs. :):)

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We walked in from a long day of work: 9:30 p.m. tonight. We ate leftovers....did laundry and headed downstairs to pack for our weekend get-a-way. Jarom crashed on our bed and casually grabbed "THE OFFICE" desk calendar that rests on our nightstand.

He began to read the "daily" quotes aloud.

Within seconds we were both hysterical.

The day instantly became so much more bareable.

Jaxson kept shouting "one more daddy...one more!"

Our favorites of the night (and maybe these become a whole lot funnier when you have every episode memorized) If you don't...you are missing out in life:

"Wanted: Middle-aged black man with sass. Big butt. Bigger heart...."

I can't do this.

-Micheal, dictating a help wanted ad for Pam to write

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"It's like I used to tell my wife-I do not apologize unless I think I'm wrong, and if you don't like it, you can leave. And I say the same thing to my current wife, and I'll say it to my next one, too.

-Stanley

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"If I was twenty-two and I had lots of time to have lots of children, sure, then let Michael have a shot at one of them. But honestly, I need to make this one count"

-Jan

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"There is a master key and a spare key for the office. Dwight has them both. When I asked, "What if you die, Dwight? How will we get into the office?" He said, "If I'm dead, you guys have been dead for weeks."

-Pam

ha ha ha ha.

You can thank me later for the great laugh.

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Speaking of Stress...

Jarom and I are heading out tomorrow....

child-less...for 5 days...at a resort in Park City.

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It is time to...UNWIND and relax. Not to mention, re-decide that we don't really hate each other and that we actually do have fun when our lives slow down a bit.

There will be hot tubs, steam rooms, spa days, shopping, eating, movies and lots of sleeping in. Oh Labor Day...you didn't come fast enough.

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I just need to make it through tomorrow.

Wish me luck.

See you Tuesday.

me