That 70's Show

Here is a sneak peak of the night.
I TOTALLY took my camera and then I TOTALLY left it in my purse.
However my good friend R took LOTS of good pictures and promised me she'd email them over. I will update when she does.
In the meantime. :)
I found the BEST cloths at this store yesterday. (yes I waited until the VERY last second to get my outfit) All of the good ones were a size 1. A size one I am NOT !
I was able to find some killer 70's pants. Not so much Disco, but they worked.
J found THE BEST outfit. Down to her shoes.....she was workin' it.
My girl was a 70's girl. She graduated in 80, so this was her thing. I did my hair and she said, "oh my god you look just like Cheryl Cooper, my friend from High School".....I said, "THANKS ! I'm trying to look like Cheryl Ladd" ummmmm...not so much !

Dinner

Ok, me being all HOMELY, ex-Mormony, Betsy Homemakerey.....decided to make dinner for some friends last night.
They have 2 young kids and so my choices were narrowed slightly.
What can you make that is impressive that kids will eat. Nada. I chose to make Spaghetti. (ROCK ON!) WHATEVER !
Kids will eat it.

I know I posted earlier about how I can now make it to the store with 3 kids....but the idea of running to the store for a few items seemed DAUNTING to say the least.

11am-I called my wife and with my sweetest, you know how much I love you, SOOOOOO much, how is your day, can you run to the store on your lunch, you are the neatest treat I know, voice.....I talked her into picking up some hamburger, red bell pepper (GREAT in spaghetti) romaine lettuce and croutons.

3:30 pm-I got Syd down for her nap, the house cleaned.

4:30 pm- I had both boys down. I started cooking, things were great.(again with Lionel Richie CD)

4:45 pm-The sauce is cooking and Spencer wakes up. no. no. no. This will ruin EVERYTHING. I race in to the boys room, it's too late to lay him back down and pat his back until he goes to sleep...I pick him up and start to rock him back to sleep. Cam sat up and looked at me but quickly laid down and went back to sleep.

4:51 pm-After working EXTREMELY hard at getting Spencer back to sleep and down. I carefully closed the doors to their room and walked away....then it hit me....I WAS COOKING....panic mode....run to the kitchen start to stir sauce....realize it's sticking to the bottom. Stir it up and decide that it's not that bad and it is still salvageable.

5 pm- put a call in to wife, can you stop on your way home and get french bread and shredded mozz for the salad ? Water started for pasta.

5:10 pm- add pasta to boiling water...stir until soft.

5:13 pm- Cam wakes up. no.no.NO. Run in to room pick him up without thinking and begin rocking him back to sleep. Eye's wide....looking at me like, I've slept...I want to get up now.

5:28 pm- Lay Cam back down. Proud of myself for getting a wide awake baby to go back to sleep. Very relaxed. Thinking of blogging. aaaaah. NOODLES. Run in to the kitchen. Turn burner off and pour pasta in to strainer.

5:30pm- looking at large quantities of noodles, pan of sauce. Great idea. Mix them together to take to friends.

5:32pm- noodles are VERY overdone. Breaking apart with every stir. Dinner looking very mushy. Stress setting in.

5:33pm- call wife. FORGET the store. Come home. We are stopping at Crown Burger I ruined dinner. Surprisingly not pissed about the whole thing. Proud of myself for not overreacting.

5:38pm- wife comes in, lay head on her shoulder...whimper about what happened...thank and apologize for making her run to the store. Wife looks in pot. says..."It's fine...don't throw it away...we can still eat it" I agree and we wake all 3 babies up to leave for friends.

What this all means......I AM NOT MY MOTHER ! :) She is WAY better than that. She would NEVER mess up dinner. She would have made a 5 course meal. She is still Mormon.

Here is a picture of the mush that will wait until dinner Saturday night.
It will wait because Friday night.....I'm GOING DISCO BABY. We are dressing up disco, getting JUST drunk enough not to feel when we fall and going roller skating for a friends birthday.
I will TRY and remember my camera :)

Up in arms !

So....it seems as though some people are up in arms over my G rating.
I want to be the first to say....ME TOO ! I couldn't understand why Dee would get a PG. PG- as in Parental Guidance suggested. What did she say...BREAST....as in breast feeding.
If somebody let their child read my blog I'd be.....I'd be.....you know what.....
I looked over the last few posts. Lets see....I talk about The Mormon Church, Prayer chain, there is a recipe, babysitting, and grocery shopping.
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I HAVE TURNED IN TO MY M.O.T.H.E.R !!!!!!!!
When did this happen ? Was I looking for it ? Did it happen last month ?
Is it these DAMNED little pink pills. I'm CERTAIN of it.
Note to self, come down off of little pink pills, ask doctor for a different color.

I drink. A.L.C.O.H.O.L. I like my beer. I also like sex, and sex toy stores. Yes, I visit them in other states when I go. I also swear. I could embarrass A TRUCK DRIVER. My friends used to tease me about it. I would insert the word Fuck in ANY name, place, any situation....it could be a subject about puppies and I could throw the F-bomb in there. "What a cute fuckin' puppy." See. I still have it. I smoke. Ok, I WAS a smoker. I also rat my hair. No. I don't rat my hair. I DID, I HAVE ratted my hair before. Mid 80's..was it the 80's ? Yes. I RATTED my hair in the 80's. See all of that partying has weakened my memory. I'm a PARTY ANIMAL !!!
I'm just so tired. I'm a mom now. I don't have it in me to stay up past 10 o'clock.
~SIGH~

I have to go. I'm taking dinner to a sick friend.

(don't even fuckin' say it)

Welcome

I want to welcome another new blogger, from Texas (said with the best Southern dialect I could muster this early in the morning)
Go give Jen at Truly Blessed a big welcome.
She is crazier than me with 4 under 4. (my dream)
Any hew.....so glad you could come on board. :)

WHAT THE FUCK !!!! I'm rated G. Even after Elyse Flagged my blog ! This blog is going to start getting RAUNCHY ! I have a reputation to keep ! :)
Funny I would say that with "CLOSE TO YOU" playing in the background ! bwaa haaa haa haa

Mingle² - Online Dating

Recipe for the day !

If you haven't already.....go read Life as a Kaleidoscope. The scary truth about being a partner a wife and shared mother with someone who comes a little too close to deaths door step.

I have to share this recipe. It's another easy one. It's DELICIOUS !
I'm sure you could tweak this any way that you wanted and it would still taste great. Honestly, I don't know how you ruin it.

BBQ Chicken Salad
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4 chicken breasts (boiled)
BBQ sauce (your fav)
1 can black beans (drained)
1 can white petite corn (drained)
Roma tomatoes 4-6 diced
Red onion (optional)
1/2 lime squeezed and zested to taste
cilantro chopped to taste (optional)
Monterrey Jack cheese (shredded)
Lettuce
Chips (tortilla is fine, but we always use Frito's...much better)
Ranch dressing
Guacamole (homemade is best)

Shred the chicken and add BBQ sauce until it looks right. You can BBQ the chicken, but boiling is easier and it doesn't leave room for crispy pieces.
In a separate bowl, mix the beans, corn, tomatoes, lime, cilantro, and onions. It's good to do all of this the night before so it all has time to marinade. (It tastes delicious if done same day as well)
Shred your lettuce. I use romaine....again, you could use whatever you want.
Build your salad : Lettuce, chips, chicken, beans, cheese, guacamole and ranch dressing.
Devour !
Super easy ! Super good !

~ Sunday. Church Day ~

We use it for the babysitting. Syd is going to church with the neighbors. Yes. The Mormon church.
All she will do is sing songs and meet more kids in the neighborhood. I'm sure by the time they start to fill her head with nonsense she will be done going to church.
Here is my girl on her way over to the neighbors.
























Now in our church we pray to another kind of book. The Bell Jar....oh and Walt Whitman. The Readers Digest book is just to throw off the missionaries.
As you can see, before it's time to go, she makes her peace with the Bell Jar and leaves for the Grays.

Another hurdle crossed.

Hey Motha, want anotha ?!
TOTALLY ready to have another one. Hey, we can handle it !

We took on EIGHT children tonight. Not just 8, but 8 ranging in ages from
11 months-3 years old. ON MY PERIOD. In 96 degree weather. WITHOUT ALCOHOL !
Happy to report. Everyone lived.

J and I were able to put all of our kids down for a nap at the same time earlier in the day....so we were able to take a nap ourselves :) 2 hours people. Do you KNOW how long it's been since we've taken a nap ? 11 months and 11 days !
I TRULY believe that 2 hours is what made tonight end the way it did :)

There was a moment when I thought they were going to break us. For 10 minutes some one was crying, and unhappy. J is REALLY scary, so both baby girls wanted just me, and of course my boys wanted JUST me, which leaves 4 babies and....all together...just me.
J was able to relieve me of the boys and I took on the girls and after those 10 minutes it was great.
When the baby girls moms informed us, before leaving, that if the one cries and stops breathing and passes out....you just tip her upside down so the blood flow gets back to her head....I thought...this could be interesting. :) Didn't happen (phew...wipe brow)

The 4 three year olds played great together. They played in the playhouse, they jumped on the trampoline with the sprinklers underneath, they dressed up, played with toys, got in jammies, watched movies and read books.

Other than the incident with the bloody lip, oh and when my Spencer toppled out of the empty blown up swimming pool on to the concrete patio, right on his head (ouch).


Why couldn't it have been somebody elses kid. JUST KIDDING....JUST KIDDING ! Everything went well.

Ok.....who's turn next month !

Prayer Chain !

Our prayers going out to our friends at 2 moms Turtle and a butterfly
She's having some complications with her surgery and is in the hospital.
Ky I'm sure will have a lot to blog about in the up coming week.
I wish she would stop trying to defy death. You only need to do that once in your life my friend. I know now of 3 times you've decided to cheat the Reaper.
Please keep them in your prayers and thoughts.

I DID IT ! I DID IT ! I DID IT !

CAN YOU HEAR ME !!! I DID IT ! ALL BY MYSELF !
I took all 3, ALL THREE !!! of my children to the grocery store and GROCERY SHOPPED ! (loud gasp from the sound recorded audience)
Alright look. I know that to some of you, you may sit and read this with the smallest amount of recognition and concern for the well beings of those involved.
But I am here to tell you this. That trip...THAT TRIP, has been the longest hurdle jumped since having the twins. My grocery shopping trips have been done in the dark. No. really. in the dark. I would get everybody to bed and then run to the store.
This feat has made my chest expand (not my breasts, just the chest cavity itself) my ego rise, and my head has grown larger than an official sized NBA basketball.

I got one of those car carts. I put Syd and Spence in the front, Cam stayed back in the cart seat with me. At about 1/2 way through....Spence was on his way out so I switched and put Cam in the car....which held for about 2 seconds. So I stuck both boys in the front of the cart. They've made the leg holes larger to accommodate larger children apparently and both legs fit through one hole.
This however worked through shopping, but proved to be a mistake when while at the check stand Cam slipped down through the hole, I swung my purse from my shoulder around to catch him (which I did....I'm an expert folks...don't try this at home) my purse slammed in to the items in which they place RIGHT by the check stand to MAKE those of us impulsive buyers grab that last minute item....knocking several toothbrushes and chap sticks sending them flying to the floor.
There were 3 people in line behind me all of whom acted put out at this point. The cashier was ready for me to pay and I was busy picking up the items on the floor while balancing Cam on my hip. I set Cam in the back of the cart, adjusted Spencer to sit with one leg in each hole, and Syd was swinging like a monkey from the pole behind the cashier.
I had to collect the balloons that I let the kids play with to keep them busy while I was loading the groceries on the belt. I couldn't find the stick to one of the balloons and was not forking out $4.50 for a Happy Anniversary balloon. I was able to locate it. Paid. Held Cam on my hip so the groceries fit in the basket, Syd climbed in front of me hanging again like something from the zoo on the front of the cart and we headed without incident to the Van.
Both boys fell asleep on the way home and Syd is out playing in the sprinkler.

Lionel Richie is playing on my CD player and I'm off to clean my house, as it looks like my Russian girlfriend blew herself up in here.

The start of a VERY good weekend. (deep breath in....and out)

Seduction and the Standoff

Seduction with Sweets !

Sydney eating her melting, delicious, oh so tasty fat boy at the back door. You can clearly see where she pressed the ice-cream up against the glass to rub it in just a little bit more.




The Standoff

We are all too familiar with this pose in our house. Her brothers have yet to win, but give them time.....oh yes...give them time.

YE SKERVY WENCH !

Aunt Flo ya bastard. Welcome back.
NOW CAN THINGS GET BACK TO NORMAL FOR FUCK SAKES !

I had my blood drawn today. They are checking my thyroid. I'm certain that it is my thyroid. I've heard that your thyroid is what triggers your treat control in your brain.
That's what makes you shove cookies, fat boys, and any thing else in sight in to your mouth. Receptors in your brain apparently send messages to your hands bringing them to your mouth and then once in your stomach these same receptors send the food straight to your ass and hips.
I hope that there is a pill for this....even if it isn't my thyroid. :)

EVERY TIME I have to get poked with a needle (all of my infertile peeps out there can attest to this being A LOT) I freak out. I did learn, that if you make a big deal out of it, given you have a nice technician :) they will use an itty bitty tiny needle...making the poke hardly noticeable at all.
Today I had to make out with the technician for the tiny needle. No sweat I'm pretty sure she played on my team.

Busy weekend. Busy is better !

It is what it is !

I deleted a post because it was a poor me, depress this post.
I have a doctors appointment tomorrow morning and it is what it is.


I figured out what was wrong with my little Miss Sydney.
Her routine has been thrown up and out the window. Could it be this simple you ask....apparently so. Syd has gone to the same pre-school/daycare (in our neighbors home) since she was 4 months old. She has been around the same kids at LEAST 2 days a week since then. All of a sudden she's done. Syd will not be going back there as Ms. Monique is pursuing her teaching career after 20 years of daycare. Who can blame her.
Sydney is struggling with this. Dance is done now too.
Why did I think she was just being a brat. I feel so bad for not seeing, for not knowing, for not having more patience with her.
It is kind of like the time they act up and you freak out and throw your hands up because your kids gone bad...and then they get a fever and come down with some deadly disease. (slightly exaggerated)
I'm glad to know that eventually I will get her back. :)

I leave you all with an exercise I've been trying to practice today.
Relax, relate, release !

Big cheesy smile !

Stage Presence

Papa sent me pictures that he took of Syd on stage. At the recital, I told him....."they said no flash photography"....his response....very typical...."nobody told me" :)
Such a rebel. Either way....here are some pictures of Syd on stage.




Sending thoughts over to our friends at Life is a Rainbow.
Their little Jake is in the hospital. He's having a hard time keeping his oxygen levels up. They've been going through so much at their house already. Cin's mom just passed away, suddenly, a couple of weeks ago. They've been trying to get through that and now Jake's in the hospital.
Prayers and well wishes to Jake and his family !

Big ups to my peeps over at 2 moms a turtle and a butterfly.
Surgery and fire ! WOW !

Everybody wants to be a Cat !!

Today was Syd's dance recital.
I will start you out by preempting the actual recital with dance class.
She has been going to dance class since she was almost 3 years old.
We started in January. Syd is the youngest in her class and it shows.
She likes to play and while doing a spin can become sidetracked by a shadow on the wall :) YA !
They have been learning their recital piece for the last month or so. Syd WOULD NOT do it. Every week I would take her in....she would do everything Ms. Lori asked her to do (with the occasional wondering off) and then when it came time to do the dance she would.....look for her stickers that fell off of her leotard, or turn in circles repeatedly, or just keep jumping up and down even though that particular part of the dance was over.
I tried to get her to do it at home. NOT having it. I told her how excited her Papa and Grandma were going to be to come and see her. STILL, not doin' it.

We dolled her up. Costume on, ears in place. Grandma and Papa sitting with program in hand. The lights go down, the dances start. Her dance routine is #3. I KNEW in my heart she wouldn't stand there and cry. I just didn't know if she would run around....try and find her Papa, or push the other girls and cause chaos on the stage. My stomach was in knots. PLEASE don't let her push anyone (I prayed)

Her friend Cassie is the leader. She's 5 and a seasoned dancer :) She knew the routine and was the one in charge of marching everyone on stage. Cassie marched....stopped too soon as her eyes caught a glimpse of the audience. STAGE FRIGHT SET IN. The music is still going. Syd..turns where she is and..toe,toe,cat scratch...tippy toe turn...shake your tail. Repeat. jump out, jump in, jump out, jump in...turn. Repeat.
Cassie started to do the routine. Several of the girls did the dance...everyone was doing their own thing for the most part. AND THEN THE RUNNING...they galloped in a train around the stage and off. (except the little down syndrome girl...who did the dance, she just crawled off the stage:)..so cute) Everybody cheered. They brought down the house. It was SO GREAT !

SHE DID THE WHOLE DAMN DANCE !!! She did it all.
We BEAMED ! We were SO PROUD of her. My mom said, "I guess she just needed a bigger audience !"
Oh hell...that's all she needs.

Here are some pictures of her getting ready for the big production. Such a good sport.




Rollers are a girls best friends

"mommy, what are you putting on my cheeks ?"

Yes honey, this is how the working girls make all of the money !























What ? Cats like a little cheese too !!! :) ha ha

This is our friend Cassie.

This is Ms. Lori.

This is Syd going down the slide after her papa bought her ice-cream !!

It's happening

Spencer is walking. A couple of weeks ago he took his first steps between mommy and me. Last night however, he just turned and took off. He made it 3 steps between the couch and the ottoman, but it's a start.
The kid has ambition. The kid has drive. On your mark...get set....go !

Here's my man taking 1 of the 2 steps I was able to capture. Sporting his new jams that his grandma and papa got for him in Alaska last week. plus binky.

Hot Fun in the Summertime !

More renditions of what summer is to me !

They tested the fire hydrants in our neighborhood this morning. Lucky for us, there is one right in front of our house.

















My neighbor was super smart.......she went and got cups for the kids to water her flowers.
I wish they had a way of putting all of that water on our lawns instead of down the street. It feels like such a waste.

Cool !

Sydney :"Is it called cold cereal ?"
Mom : "Nope, it's called hot cereal."
Sydney : "oooooh, that's cool."
(seconds later)
Sydney : "Is it too hot to eat ?"
mom : "No, it's cooled down now."
Sydney : (giggles, dramatically slaps her hand on the counter) "can you even believe it !" Takes a huge bite of her Malt-o-meal.

Sprinklers

My kids played in the sprinklers yesterday !
Syd and Cam did a little....Spencer did a lot. Cam mostly liked cheering his brother and sister on.

This is what summer is to me.

What Dreams are made of !

I just wanted to report that I showered all but ONE day last week.
I thought I'd challenge myself (yes this required me to take to arms) and put things aside for the purity of my body and soul.
J didn't even notice.
What does that say about our relationship ? What does that say about our awareness of one another ? What does that say about the way I think that I look when I DO get ready for fuck sakes ??!!
Not a whole lot I guess.

I decided for social reasons to keep it up, so as I sit here I'm showered and ready to answer my door if any one comes to call. (again....crickets chirping)

I had a dream last night that I was making out with some Russian girl. (very good kisser) We were on foreign land and I snuck her on to our plane because (as with the beginning of all lesbian relationships) I was in love and wanted her to move in with me immediately. We landed and all was well...when I realized she was a suicide bomber and was going to blow up a bunch of stuff. God and I thought I knew her. I mean.....REALLY knew her. All of that time we spent together (hiding) and making out in the dressing room (WTF?)

My conclusion....I still miss Rosie.

J asked me when I was going to post pictures of the finished playhouse......honey, since I had an affair in my dreams last night, and was bringing the terrorist, bitch, slut, whore to move in with us....I will adhere to your request.
TA DA !!!!!!!
























Time spent (total) : 10 days
Felt like : 2 months
Trips to home depot : 12
Times up and down the ladder : too many to count
Time taken off of mowing the lawn : 2 minutes
Total price : $1,400.00
Memories built : PRICELESS

It's COOOOOLD !!

My heat has kicked on the past 2 mornings. HELLOOOOO, it's the end of the first week in June for hell sakes. When you have to switch the cool over to heat because it's cold in the morning. Well there's just something wrong with that.
What ever happened to global warming ?

Speaking of.....a good friend of mine (wink, wink) sent this article to me.

Diane Sawyer has officially left the news and started her career on Entertainment Tonight.

I miss Rosie !

Ideas ?????

I need cute, original ideas to announce a pregnancy.
NO DAMN IT....IT'S NOT MINE !!! (muttering and cursing in Italian to J...I don't even KNOW Italian)

Please give me your best suggestions. I will tell the winner how it goes !

DO NOT try this at home !

Now I started this post with Do Not Try This at Home !
I am an experienced and fully trained professional. Thus my being able to reach for a camera in such a risky and possibly dangerous situation.
note : No children or animals were harmed during the taking of these pictures.

Nothing is safe. They are starting to go up instead of forward and backwards.
We all know.....What comes up.....yes.....must come down !!!

Spencer climbed on his sisters stool to the toilet and was on his way on to the counter when I found him cheerfully slapping the counter top.







Now Spencer's bathroom climbing exhibition happened about 10 days ago. I didn't have the need to post it until his brother joined in on the fun today.


Could he BE more delighted to be up on the furniture. AND Yes...his head is only INCHES from the sharp corners of the tile surround on the fireplace.

Sydney wondered (rightly so) WHY in the hell mom would grab a camera when Cam was near death and injury on the table. When I explained that I wanted to get a picture of him climbing on the furniture...she immediately jumped on the kitchen counter and said..."LOOOK MOMMY !"

SOOOOO, why the hell not.






update......note to the other mommy....Cam is now standing up where he falls and walking away.
He normally crawls to an object and pulls himself up to walk....now he just stands up and walks (or I should say runs) away. Way to go BUDDY !

Our own little Storyteller

We were on our way home from story time at the library. Story time which is listed for ALL ages but clearly didn't seem to be relevant for ages 6 and under. No, not so much.
There was a room full of children ages 4 and under, and this lowly woman who seemed to be frightened of the kids was reading more to herself than the group. (very sweet spirit)

After leaving story time only a few short minutes of arriving...I loaded 3 babies back in to car seats and in to the small car (the vans brakes are being checked today....anyone ever try and fit 3 car seats in a compact car ??....HOLY BUCKETS OF HELL) we drove for a few minutes to insure the twins were asleep and then headed home.

Heard in the car on the way home :
"I'd like chicken and fries." (me ignoring what I thought was a request, as it wasn't going to happen)
"hmmmmm, and a hamburger. Make the fries large.......mommy, do you want a hamburger ?.....yes, and mommy wants a hamburger.....thank you. Thanks. That's all.....oh and some chicken and fries....that's it. Yip. Thanks !"

This is not something I'm proud of, nor is it something that I'm ok with.
If she would have stated..."super size it" I think I would have driven us all off of a cliff.

Pride !

Pride to me is a combination of chaos and reconnect.

There were over 30,000 people who went to pride last year. THIRTY THOUSAND !
People...this is Utah. The Mormon capital of the world.
I believe, although I didn't go last year due to bed rest with the boys, that there were more people this year.
It was SOOOOO crowded.

2 good things, 2 bad things !

First the bad....because why not get it over with.
**They sell tickets for drinks. A lot of people would stand in these horrific lines only to get to the front and be told...you need a ticket for a drink. It wasn't posted any where that I could see.
NOT JUST BEER.....SODA ! It was over 90 degrees. HOT AS HELL !! Come on people.....somethings gotta give. They expected you to stand in a line to buy a ticket...and then a line to get your beverage. DUMB !!!

**The HEAT !! Oh my gaw....the heat was overwhelming. There were lots of places to find shade, but it wasn't the sun I was trying to escape....it was kind of an overcast day. It was HOT people.

The good.
**Reconnecting with long lost friends and of course the infamous ex. :)
Seeing so many people from the past is one of the only reasons we make it to pride.
New babies, new girlfriends, new haircuts. It's all fun to catch up on in a few hours.
I ran in to my ex girlfriend (my first) and her new partner (an identical twin). LOVED her girlfriend and her sister. They were HILARIOUS ! We had a great time talking and hanging out with them both Saturday night and Sunday.
There were also a lot of friends that I hadn't seen in a long time that would say....we read your blog. :) So this is an official HI AND HELLO to all of my secret friend blog readers!!!! (you know you can post a comment sometimes so I know you are there)

**Seeing so many families. Lots and LOTS of gay families in Utah.
It was great to see so many supporters too. They have an area set up for the kids that included face painting, story time, and a fun bus that had a trampoline, zip line and rope wall in it. The kids area rocked.

I have NO pictures. I took my camera and I was going to wear a shirt that said...I'm blogging these pictures....but alas.
I'm certain that, Merr, Trista, Kori, and Kelly will post pictures. :)

Last but DEFINITELY not least.....CONGRATULATIONS to Jennifer and her cute little family. Her healthy, happy, baby girls came home yesterday.
SOOOOO happy for you Jennifer.

HAPPY PRIDE DAY, UTAH !!!

Same Same !

My children are clean and pressed, the house is tidy, dinner is usually cooked and on the table as I welcome my husband home from a long day at the office. We sit at the table and eat dinner, we smile and laugh in sequence, talk about our day and the kids.
On Saturday mornings I sit outside and visit with the desperate housewives, our husbands mow the lawn in their khaki pants and polo shirts and the kids play from one yard to the next.
Life is good. life is the same. life is some sick TV series from the 1950's.
Except that I don't wear dresses and I have birds taking refuge in my hair most days.
OH. and I have a wife not a husband. and we are gay.
This is role playing to me. This is what people see.
Smiles and manicured lawns. Is this what we are striving for ?
Isn't this what it's all about ? Baseball games and ice cream trucks. Camping trips and casseroles.
Suburbia land. 2.5 and a minivan.

We will never be fully accepted by these drive by wavers and their kids will probably not be allowed to sleep over at our house.
Behind closed doors they feel sorry for our children and worry about how to explain two mommies to theirs.

I want my children to feel accepted and normal. I want them to be proud and know how much they are loved and how much effort was put in to bringing them in to this world.


I have a wife and my kids have 2 moms.
How comforting that we can live this life today. We can play the role and be out and proud to God, our neighbors and the holy ghost.
In the 1950's women were hiding their sexuality.....they would marry men and have kids and smile and wave and wear dresses and make dinner and talk and would be living a lie and miserable...and popping antidepresents and alcohol.
I am so happy that I am able to have children...through the expertise of doctors and the generosity of a very nice anonymous man...and one day hope to legally marry my wife.
We have a long way to go. We have a long road ahead of us. Not just as another gay family, but as mothers of TEENAGERS !!!! I am excited and looking forward to every challenge. (maybe not EVERY challenge)
And every day that I become more and more like my mother I will smile and pat my children on their heads and wash down a xanax with my mid morning mimosa.
Because I can.

Hopefully this road will be smoother for the next generation. Less bumps and detour signs. The laws will be equal for everyone. even our neighbors 6 year old gay son.
Hopefully I will have had something to do with that.