jennickels: (sg1: awkward)
We decided to try a new recipe for pork chops today. It looked really good but was supposed to be cooked in a skillet. We made it in the slow cooker. I wasn't sure how to adjust the ingredients so we kind of debated and I went with his suggestion to double it. I really didn't think that was right based on other similar recipes we screwed up, but I'm not feeling well today (just wore out I think, or I'm coming down with something).

So, of course, it didn't turn out.

Now I've had every kid come in to tell me how disgusting they are.

I get it. I fucked up the food. Just go eat something else and leave me alone.

Meagan did just come in here to thank me for cooking even though the pork chops were gross (she ate all of hers which is so not her). She said the potatoes and asparagus was good. She ate asparagus!

Whatever. I feel lousy. I don't know what it is. I've been sleepy all day, and when I laid down, I felt dizzy. I'm not eating because as I was cooking I got sick to my stomach. The food didn't smell right to me, but it did to my husband. So I must be sick. Blah. Maybe I'll just have some ramen noodles until I feel better. And I was looking forward to the potatoes--first time I've made them from scratch in a long time.
jennickels: (a: in my head)
This is how I procrastinate.

Meagan, Owen, Brenna, Nora, and Jack
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jennickels: (kids: big family)
Thank god the holidays are over. I'm exhausted. It's 9pm on the 26th and this is the first I've had a chance to get on the computer since the 23rd some time.

Anyway, I got up at like 9am on the 24th then hung out with the kids in the kitchen until around noon. Then I baked cookies until around 6pm. My brother and dad arrived a little after that. We finally got dinner finished at like 7pm, but by then I was feeling sick. My stomach had been bothering me since the night before. All day on the 24th, I had maybe six or seven cookies to eat. At dinner, I was so ill I couldn't eat. I felt like I was already stuffed and couldn't force another bite down. I sat with the family and ate one polish sausage link since my dad had fresh (not smoked) polish sausage flown in from Chicago. I hadn't had any in years and it was so good. I almost couldn't finish it, though. I didn't eat anything else all night.

My dad and brother stayed until midnight. Each of us got $25 from him, except for Jack who got some Mario figures (he went ballistic when he opened a Luigi one--his favorite character) and a model car. After they left, I spent two hours wrapping and putting gifts out. I couldn't believe it took that long since there were very few gifts. It took longer because I felt so sick and kept having to stop and rest. I collapsed after that.

Jack woke me up at about 8am on Christmas. He stands next to my head and goes, "Mommy wake up." I open my eyes and he's hopping up and down. "Guess what... SANTA CAME! There's presents, come on!" How could I say no to that?

My kids amaze me sometimes (well most of the time, the other times I'm jut befuddled by them). Compared to every other Christmas, they got next to nothing this year. There wasn't a single complaint, and everyone loved everything they got.

They each got an outfit from Goodwill, pajamas from Walmart, and a $30 gift (legos for the younger 4, gift card for Meagan). Then they got some candy and a small gift in their stockings. Also two board games (Scrabble and Clue).

Thanks to [livejournal.com profile] nymaeria, we were also able to get them four movies (Fault in Our Stars, Malifecent, The Lego Movie, and Wolverine). They've mostly seen them, but wanted to watch them again. Also I hadn't seen any of them. Patrick got Guardians of the Galaxy for himself, lol.

After gifts, I went back to bed because I still felt sick. I was able to force down most of a large cinnamon roll, but that was it. I slept until 5pm. Once I got up, I felt well enough to eat something. I didn't take much because of how I felt and didn't finish my plate. At least I got to taste some of the stuff I spent all day cooking. We watched Malifecent and The Lego Movie. Nora also got me and Patrick to play Clue with her. I think I crashed around 10pm.

Today I woke up at like 9am, but refused to get out of bed until 11. I felt better, though, so I had a big lunch. I spent the day playing games with the kids. Scrabble, this card game the kids got years ago that we'd never played, and The Walking Dead game (that they got last year). I finally told Nora I couldn't play any more because my back was killing me from sitting on the hard chair.

I am so freaking tired right now. And hungry. I just realized I haven't eaten anything but a piece of pie and some cookies since lunch. Maybe I'll make up a little bowl of meat and potatoes.
jennickels: (sg1: jack/sam_2010)
Why can't insurance companies and doctors be on the same freaking pages?

I'm so tired of trying to find a doctor for the kids. They tell you to look online at their list of doctors that accept the insurance. So you do all that, find a doctor near you, go to make the appoint only to find out they don't accept that insurance. The fuck?

It's twice as bad now that we're on Medicaid. The way it works in Washington is you go on Medicaid (or Apple Health or whatever they want to call it) but it's administered through an insurance company--in our case United Healthcare (which is what we had before). It's a special plan for Medicaid recepients and isn't that different than the regular plan.

The doctor they originally listed for the kids on their cards doesn't fucking work in Vancouver. Her office address is in Spokane, which for those that don't know is on the complete other side of the state over the mountains. And the phone # they have listed on the card is a Seattle one (that's 3 hours away). For fuck's sake.

So I spend days trying to figure out how to change this--had to go to the United Healthcare site to search for a doctor that accepts the community plan. Did that, found a few not far from here and chose one of the closer ones. I finally convince Patrick to make the call to UHC (because you can't do it online and I can't making phone calls) to change the doctor on the card. That goes nice and easy, new cards will come in 10 days, but we can print new ones sometime tomorrow. He even backdated it so any services we get this month will be covered. Terrific.

We call the doctor to make an appointment only to find out they don't fucking accept Apple Health. *headdesk*

And actually we called UHC a couple weeks ago about wanting to change doctors for the kids because the one they gave us doesn't work here and all they did was give us a list of doctors, including the one I chose. And as I recall now, they told us to figure out which ones actually accept the insurance. What is the point of providor lists that don't list doctors that accept the insurance and have doctors that don't work in the area? There are only like 8 doctors on the list to be begin with, with one that doesn't work here and another that doesn't take the insurance, that leaves like 6 to choose from.

I have a feeling we'll have to drive 40 minutes through traffic to go to some clinic on the other side of town because no real doctor offices will accept Medicaid.

What really pisses me off is that a few years ago I took Jack to the doctor before he had insurance and told the Dr. we were going to have to get him on Apple Kids. She said that was fine and that they accepted that, but when I finally got him on it, the Vancouver Clinic (which is just a large chain of offices all over the city, including on in our town) is not listed as accepting it from any of the insurance companies we were offered. Although the Apple Health site says they should accept it.

Oh, not to mention the Apple Health/Medicaid website is completely useless. It has almost no actual information, half of it is outdated, and half the links don't work.

Brenna needs a shot to stay in school. It's our final notice and if we don't get it done they're kicking her out. Jack still has not had any shots (except the 3 he got that one time). He's four and has to have all his shots before next year so he can start school. I thought once we got on Medicaid and everything settled we'd get it all done, but no--it can't be that simple.

Now I'll probably have to take Brenna to the free clinic and wait in line with a bunch of sick people for four hours to get one fucking shot. And they only do shots on the first 3 Wednesday evenings of the month (I think) and the clinic is across town somewhere. What's the point of insurance if no one accepts it and we have to use the free clinic?

I just want to cry.

Which reminds me I need to go pick up my prescription. I forgot all about it over the weekend and realized last night that I hadn't taken my pills that morning because I didn't have any! Which meant I couldn't take them last night or this morning. I can already feel myself slipping. Ugh.

Divergent

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jennickels: (sg1: jack/sam_2010)
I finally convinced Brenna (almost 12) to read Divergent. This is a girl that could barely read at a kindergarten level going into second grade and who needed Title I help in reading until the 4th grade. In the last two days she's read almost 300 pages. I hear her over on my bed giggling and sighing and groaning. I think she might actually finish the book before I finish rereading Insurgent.

I've been having so much fun with her the last couple of days. We just watched the movie for the third time together (we each also saw it once in the theater, but not together). She has a massive crush on Four (I think I've seen her drooling while watching the movie). Tonight when Four and Tris finally kissed she let out this long sigh. It's so damn cute. Of course there's also her snarky commentary to listen to.

The kids have gotten a lot more fun since they've gotten older--there's so much more we can talk about now.
jennickels: (sg1: jack/sam_2010)
Another year down. This one was easy, though. I forgot in 2009 that only Nora and Brenna dressed up. Owen ended up getting the flu (the one and only time any of my kids have had the flu) and spent all weekend in bed. Poor kid. I actually got a call on Friday (the day before Halloween) to come get Owen because he was dizzy and pale. He didn't even make it to the costume parade. Meagan flat out refused to dress up and didn't go trick-or-treating with us.

Brenna was almost 7 and Nora was 3 1/2. The clown costume I made for Brenna when she was 4 (2006).

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jennickels: (sg1: jack/sam_2010)
Next set is up. I really need to quit making these and work on my 9 page paper that is due in a little over 8 hours (YIKES!), but I had to finish these up.

For those wondering, the costume Owen is wearing is made of clothes I bought at the Salvation Army in 1997 (I think) as my own costume. Brenna's costume I mad, sans pattern, in 2007 for Meagan. It was made to fit her body so the belt with the tail almost didn't fit around Brenna's normal sized frame (she was almost 8 in 2010). Nora's costume I started in 2005, but we ended up not going out that year because I was sick and it was freezing out. I finished it in 2006 for Meagan to wear. I also knit the hat Jack was wearing (without a pattern--I finished it just in time to go trick-or-treating).

Meagan was 10, Owen had just turned 9, Brenna was going to turn 8 the next week, Nora was 4 1/2, and Jack was 3 1/2 months old.

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jennickels: (sg1: jack/sam_2010)
Continuing on the theme of Halloween, I bring you 2011.

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jennickels: (sg1: jack/sam_2010)
So, procrastinating from writing my English paper. Got 2012 Halloween photos done for mini album.

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jennickels: (sg1: jack/sam_2010)
I haven't scrapbooked since 2010. I used to do it all the time. I made these 4x6 pages from last Halloween. I plan to do simple designs for the rest of the Halloweens and put them in a small album.

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jennickels: (a: highway)
Seems like forever since I wrote a post about anything important. My poor journal is neglected without me writing fanfic.

There's been a lot going on and I don't remember what I talked about last. I think Meagan's birthday.

Well, our vacation kind of got waylaid. We got about half way across the state and the transmission decided to act up. We suddenly lost 4th gear so we turned around and drove home. I was really looking forward to the drive despite the long hours cooped in the car. I was going to visit 5 new states and maybe see Mt. Rushmore.

Instead, Meagan and I flew to Chicago which was an adventure. It's the first time I've flown without Patrick, first time in PDX (Portland Airport), first time using passes on my own. Between the two of us and our anxieties it was a crazy trip.

I was actually pretty calm for the most part. We had to take two buses and a train to get to the airport since the truck was in the shop. That was my first time riding the bus into Portland and the first time on the MAX (light rail). The train takes you right to the airport so that was nice. We ended up being super early because of the bus schedule. I planned for in case we missed the 2nd bus because 1 arrived as the other left but we made it on.

Then we almost got bumped from the flight. It went right down to the line. Everyone was on the plane, they called for some missing people that never showed up and we got on but had to sit in different rows (she was right in front of me). The guy sitting next to her showed her how to buckle up and talked to her so she wouldn't be nervous. Then the old lady switched seats so she could see out the window. She had a great time for her first plane ride ever.

We had a stopover in Phoenix (my first time ever in Arizona, although I'm not sure it counts if all I saw was 20 feet of the airport, lol). We were so early they let use get off and get snacks before they boarded for the flight to Chicago. I switched seats so we were together for that part.

Got to the airport early and my dad picked us up. He had our favorite pizza waiting.

The trip was nice. I was supposed to be helping my dad sort and pack for his move but it was the first time I was without kids and a husband in 13 years (Meagan took off on day 2 to visit her old best friend, Hailey). My dad told me to relax. He even cooked for me. Meagan ended up spending the whole time at Hailey's house just like she did when we lived there, lol. We saw her like 2 1/2 days.

We drove up to Michigan and stayed 2 nights with my Aunt Nora. I really wanted to see her. She's the closest thing to a mom I have. God it felt good. Almost like having my mom hug me. I really needed that. I just wanted to sit around and talk to her all day. But my dad was there and Uncle Mark and my Aunt Kitty (another of my mom's sisters--right in between my mom and Nora). And they had the grandkids over (the boys the first day, some of the girls the next day). I did get to go swimming and got horribly sunburned. I love my bathing suit, though. It was the first time I wore it.

Then we drove home on Friday because our flight was at 6am on Saturday. We picked Meagan up at her friend's grandmother's house. I've known this woman (Cindy) since I was 12, they used to live next door to us. I was best friends with her daughter, Kelly, and when we both had kids they became best friends. Well, Cindy's new house was amazing. It was my first time there. She ordered more pizza and we sat there talking until like 2am. I spent time with Meagan and Hailey and they are just hilarious together. Like a day never passed since they last saw each other.

Me and my dad had discussed (Patrick suggested it) that Meagan stay in Chicago for awhile longer so my dad could actually see her and she could spend more time with Hailey. So I talked to Meagan about it and she was all for it. So she's in Chicago. I never went to bed that night and left for the airport around 4:30am.

Of course, my flight was fully booked so I had to wait and see. I made sure to get there early so I'd be one of the first on the stand-by list (which was much longer this time). Luckily I made the flight which was going to Denver (another airport I've never been in, although I've driven through Denver). I had an hour long layover in Denver and easily made that flight to Portland. As soon as I checked in I got a boarding pass instead of having to wait. Patrick was waiting at the gate for me--ahh the perks of working at the airport with a security pass.

So now I'm home trying to not be depressed about that (my home life is definitely what's making me feel so crappy most of the time).

I did no work while in Chicago and took no pictures (sadly). It was a lot of fun, though. I also got to visit with my friend Crystal and see her girls. It was the first time seeing her youngest, Maddie, who just turned 2--what a cutie.

Meagan is staying with my dad either until she gets sick of him or until school starts. He's either going to buy her a ticket home (so she doesn't have to do the stand-by shuffle on her own) or he's going to do his move in August and she'll ride with him.

Hmm, this got pretty long just talking about one thing. I'll make the rest of my updates in other posts, I think.
jennickels: (a: oregon)
After we went to the redwoods we headed home but detoured off the interstate to go visit Crater Lake in Oregon. It was our first time going there although my parents went there in '98 so I've seen pictures.

It was beautiful but what a drive up through the mountains. There was still snow up there. But man was it beautiful. We were too exhausted to really explore the area so we just took pictures and then headed home.

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jennickels: (kids: big family)
I haven't been around much lately. Been having one of those "don't want to be social" months, I guess. Part of it was being wrapped up in therealljidol contest. I ended up having to quit two weeks ago because we took a kind of impromptu family trip. It started with going to Seattle but Patrick was all cranky the whole time and we couldn't find parking and he got made at everyone so we just drove home without even stopping (and I had that trip all planned out with everything we would see).

The next morning (Saturday) we got up and he decided we were going to go for a drive. We had rented a nice van for the Seattle trip so I was all for that. We went to the Spirit Mountain Casino for their buffet. But we didn't head home after that. I guess Patrick really wanted to go to California to see the redwoods. The trip was supposed to be for his birthday but he let us choose and we picked Seattle. Maybe he thought I could read his mind or something.

So we drove to California and went to the Jedediah Smith Redwoods State Park. It was my first time seeing the redwoods and they were amazing. It's another national landmark to check off my list.

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This lady was parked next to us in the lot and happened to be walking by when I was taking pictures of everyone. She asked if one of us could use her camera to get a picture of her next to this same tree. Then she offered to take a family picture for us. She got in as much of the tree as she could.

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Here's a cropped shot of the six of us (Meagan had a field trip on Friday and didn't come with us to Seattle and then spent the weekend with her friend--she doesn't like long car rides).

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Jack's favorite part was the river. He has this thing for rocks and the entire shore was just river smooth stones. He spent a good twenty minutes throwing rocks into the water. He didn't want to leave at all, lol.

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This is a funky rock I found that looked like a football. There were so many kinds of rocks--all different materials. It was really cool.

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The four kids--Jack (almost 3), Nora (7), Brenna (10 1/2) and Owen (11 1/2). This log was worn smooth from all the millions of kids I'm sure have climbed on it.

After all of that we started on our hike in the woods. Not so much a hike since the path was well maintained and pretty flat.
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Owen had to climb on everything. This is him on the top of a fallen tree. Those are the roots. The thing was at least 10 feet tall.

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Patrick and the kids on a well worn stump. It was perfect for climbing and showed with all the wear.

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Patrick taking a picture of me taking a picture of him. With his new Galaxy S4 which has a better camera than my expensive (at the time) digital SLR.

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Owen and Jack at another huge tree. It was actually two trees together which made it look massive.

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It went up...


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...and up...

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and up. It was huge.

Some pictures of the kids from along the walk.
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Owen right at the end demanding I take his picture. If you were wondering he's a big Oregon State University fan (that's where my brother went to school and it's only a couple hours away from us).

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Nora with a leaf in her hair. She seems kind of out of it but I think I yelled her name to get her to turn so she wasn't expecting the camera.

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Jack and his "walking stick" that he fell in love with. He is such a nature boy. He loves it outside.

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Brenna being Brenna. She's such a sweety.

Our adventure didn't end there. Stay tuned for more details.
And pictures.
jennickels: (kids: 2012)
I looked at the forecast and it's only supposed to be 60F in Seaside tomorrow and rainy. That won't be much fun. So I scoured the map looking for parks in the Columbia River Gorge we could go to because it's supposed to be in the high 80s there. I've settled on Columbia Hills State Park (in Washington). It has hiking, picnicking, pretty scenery, swimming... everything I was looking for (except pretty sandy beaches). Oh well.

Today has been a long day. Meagan woke me up early to show me she did all her homework so she could go to the dance after school. Which gave me a migraine (lovely). After the kids left for school, me, Patrick and Jack went to breakfast at the diner then hit Target to finish up the summer clothes shopping. Since I'm hoping to get family pictures tomorrow I looked for some coordinating outfits for us all. Which is harder than it sounds when there are 7 people in the family. Luckily I found this cute skirt for Brenna that has light and dark pink and light and dark teal. I figured the girls could wear shades of pink and the boys could have shades of teal. I couldn't find anything in pink for me so I got a light teal tank top. I want to do individuals of all the kids, then all 5 of them together, then just the boys and just the girls. And finally all 7 of us, probably just me and Patrick, too. This is a monumental logistical nightmare. I'll be lucky to get a few candid shots probably. Last time I tried to get a shot of the kids together (June 2012) we were at the beach and Meagan threw a huge tantrum and wanted to know why she had to be in the family because we obviously all hated her and blah, blah, blah. Patrick had to physically drag her over to the other kids and she refused to smile. She just pouted and Jack was tired and crying, trying to get away. It was a disaster. (See icon above.)

After we went to Target we got gas at Costco then drove all the way to my doctor's office because I couldn't find my prescription that I got on Monday. Before I could even tell the girl at the counter what was wrong she was like, "you left your prescription on the bus." It still amazes me that she remembers me by name (she remembers Meagan's name, too). We called the bus people and I have to go pick it up at the Mall (which is blocks from the doctor's office but we didn't call until later, d'oh) on Monday. Luckily I have enough pills at home to last me at least a month.

Then we drove into Portland and went to Sports Authority because Patrick needed shoes. So did Owen. I had to buy him a size 8! He officially wears a bigger size than me and he's not even 12 yet. I have a feeling he's going to be really tall (he's already 5' and at least an inch, not really sure). We have a feeling he's going to have a growth spurt this summer.

After that we stopped at the Verizon store to look at the phones. Patrick wants the new Galaxy S4 coming out later this month. The S III is perfectly fine for me.

Then we drove back to Vancouver and went to Costco to stock up on food (filled our new deep freeze with frozen veggies and a few other items) and pick up steaks for Mother's Day. Guess who gets to cook them and everything else that day. I did get a new printer that will work with our new Windows 8 computers, some extra ink cartridges and some new storage containers for the kitchen.

Since we got home it's been non-stop screaming from the kids about picking up then constant questions about the trip tomorrow, and of course, complaining about having to go at all. Happy Mother's Day to me. Now I have to get everything packed and I was supposed to treat Meagan's hair for lice so she doesn't give it to her sisters again

By now (if you've followed my journal for awhile) you're probably wondering where we got all this money for all this stuff. Well, we were so broke at the end of last month we decided to take out a loan against Patrick's 401k. We did this in 2011 and got $6800 (the most we could take). They took $125 out of each paycheck (that's $250/month) and we paid like half of it back then paid off the rest with our income taxes. So he checked to see how much we could take out and found our max was $10,000. So guess how much money we have. It's slightly more out of each paycheck ($145 I think) but we survived on about that for 2 years. Yeah, we had some tough times but we got through them.

So far we've bought a bunch of summer clothes for the kids who desperately needed them (the bulk of their summer attire is 3-4 years old and way beyond too small). The boys (including Patrick) all got shoes. Then we spent a ton at Costco but it was mostly food to freeze and other stuff we needed. We're also going to buy new tires for the truck (they were pretty bad and we've afraid of blowing one out while on the interstate), pay off some old hospital bills, maybe get a new dryer and put some in the savings. Oh, Patrick wants to get those damn expensive phones. We were able to keep our unlimited data plan when Verizon switched to the metered system but to stay on it we have to pay full price for our phones. The S4 is like $700! We have to wait and see how much the S III goes down in price after it's released. Maybe I'll be able to get it for like $400 or something (it's $600 right now). His phone is all screwed up so he needs to get a new one.

So, yeah, we suck at budgeting, my kids hate me, I hate Mother's Day (I wish my mom were still here), family pictures will be a disaster, I have a bunch of lj idol entries to still read and I need to do my writing.

No rest for the wicked.

But, hey, I'm updating again. That's something, right?
jennickels: (kids: 2012)
So Patrick actually asked me what I wanted for Mother's Day. I guess he took the day off or something. Except it's going to be raining on Sunday. At first I suggested doing something on Saturday and that I'd like to get us all dressed up for a family picture. He joked, saying something about wanting to actually do something with the kids because they'll ruin it.

And the more I thought about it the more I realized that's true and what I really, really want for Mother's Day is a break from it all. I suggested a hotel for me for two nights. I looked at prices and I found some that would be around $200. That just got me thinking of what I would do in a hotel alone. How I'd hog the king sized bed, take a long, long bath (our tun isn't deep enough for me and the kids make it gross), I'd buy a bathing suit and go in the pool and hot tub. Then I'd play online however long I wanted. I was mentally inventorying things I could take and kind of excited in a reserved way because things I really want rarely happen.

Of course that came true again. He texted back about me taking Meagan or all the kids so he could get a break and just carrying on in his stupid immature "joking" way. So I said to forget it, we'd just go to the beach. So now he said to pick out clothes for the kids so we can do pictures right when we get there before the kids get all sandy and wet.

Sigh.

I never get the things I truly want. Now I'm depressed. The kids aren't listening to me and I'm pissed at Meagan but she thinks we're buddies and that just makes me more angry. She wants to go to the dance tomorrow after school and I told her she had to have all her assignments back up. She threw a huge fit saying that didn't matter since she has all As and Cs. then she took off after I told her she was grounded.

Someone save me... my sanity is cracking.
jennickels: (kids: brenna_american)
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Brenna, age 10, 4th grade


Forgot to mention what happened:
Brenna entered this contest to create a healthy salad. She chose to do a fruit salad. I suggested some ideas but she came up with it on her own: strawberries, raspberries, blackberries, blueberries, kiwi, pineapple and grapes mixed with vanilla yogurt and topped with granola. Her entry was a district finalist. She had to go to the high school and prepare her dish in front of the judges then make up little test cups.
She won "most kid friendly". She said everyone got a medal, though (I think there were as many categories of winners and number of kids participating). She also got to pick a prize. She got a cookbook with kid friendly recipes that looks like it will be fun for the kids.
I'm so proud of her.
jennickels: (kids: brenna_puppy love)
My 10yo daughter Brenna is bringing back a trend from the 70s. And I bet she totally succeeds in our neighborhood.

She's introducing Pet Rocks.
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That's George. Isn't he cute?

Someone gave her this really cool rock and she was pretending it was like a baby which was really funny, and really a Brenna-thing to do. When I saw it I just pictured this face on it so she let me draw it on and George was born.

I had to do the whole Loony Tunes thing (although paraphrased)...I will love him and hug him and call him George. I was just joking around but she immediately started calling him George.

Anyway, now her and Meagan are fighting over this rock (which slept in my room last night for it's own protection) and I can picture the other kids finding big rocks like this so I can draw faces on them. Then their friends will see them and want one.

And it will be a thing again.

All thanks to Brenna, age 10.

EDIT:
I knew this would be a thing. Nora now has her own pet rock. And the girls' friend, Grace (11), just made one for herself. She said, "I decided I need more friends."

Told you.


(that's Brenna in my icon when she was 4, with her puppy, Labonte)
jennickels: (a: mthood)
It's been dry all week and then last night it decided to rain. Along with freezing temps and this killer wind we had the last few days. So, this morning the roads up in the hills (where it's colder) were all iced up.

Which meant they canceled school today. UGH.

It's so crazy in this town because where we are at sea level there is no ice (just frost mostly). All but 2 of the schools are down here. But the two that are in the hills get snowed in or get a ton of ice and since they can't get the buses to the area to pick up students the have to cancel classes for that school. But there's some regulation in the state that says if one school in a district closes then all the schools have to close. There have been times the kids have had late starts and no school for days in a row and it's been a normal 40F down here. But up in the hills they'll have 8 inches of snow and a layer of ice on top of it. Like I said: crazy.

But now the kids are home and driving me nuts. I had so many errands to run today: Walgreens to get prescriptions for Patrick, library, Walmart, Vision Works (Owen broke his glasses) or the eye doctor to get him an appt because he needs one, Michael's for a knitting needle I need, and the clinic so I can get some blood work done. I was hoping we could start the day with breakfast out for me, Patrick and Jack. But instead the kids are around making noise and wrecking the house.

After 2 weeks of Christmas vacation they went back for 2 days and now have a long weekend. Also, Meagan and Brenna are still grounded for their first trimester grades. Meagan failed 2 classes and Brenna had a note on her report card that she had only turned in 40% of her assignments on time. The rest were late or never turned in. What is it with 4th grade that all kids think they can stop doing homework? Meagan and Owen did the same thing. They're grounded now until... I see that they are doing their homework, turning it in and keeping their grades up. I let them off after Christmas until school started as part of their Christmas present. So far they've been pretty good about it.
jennickels: (a: mthood)
ME: Owen, why don't you go outside while it's not raining.
OWEN: grrr, fine
(looks out the door)
OWEN: You know how you said to go out while it wasn't raining? It's pouring out there.
ME: (looks out back door) It's not raining back here.
OWEN: We'll it's a wall of water out front.
NORA: It really is pouring outside.
ME: (looks out back door) Well, it's still not raining in the back yard.
(looks out front door)
ME: It really is pouring out there. Still not raining in the back.

It was really weird. The rain basically stopped at the edge of our garage, 20 feet from our front door and never did rain in the back of the house. Really was the strangest thing I've ever seen. I mean, I've seen it do stuff like that but the rain always gets to the back yard eventually. This just stopped at our garage in a wall.
jennickels: (kids: jack_wizard)
I was sitting here working on the computer and I hear the drawer from the desk in the "art room" (aka the dining room) open.  I glance over and see Jack digging in the drawer.  This drawer is where most of the construction paper is kept.  Apparently Meagan showed him because she was working on a project.

A little while later I hear markers popping open.  Oh, boy.  Markers have almost become contraband in this house.  Actually they were banned for a long time when the older kids were little because they wrote on everything and left the tops off (wasting money).  But I see Jack is sitting on the floor opening, using and closing markers then putting them back in the container so I don't do anything.


A while after that I get up to use the bathroom and when I walk through the dining room there is nothing on the floor.  Did I imagine it?  No, he actually CLEANED UP AFTER HIMSELF!  Two years old and he closed the drawer, put all the markers in the container and put it back on the desk and put his drawings next to them.  So I asked him if he drew these awesome pictures and he gets this big smile on his face and tells me, "train tracks."  He was very excited about this.  I guess in his mind the multicolored scribbles were train tracks going everywhere (he has a bit of an obsession with trains).

He was so proud of himself that I couldn't help but jot down the title, his name and age and pin them to the wall (where the other kids keep their school artwork).  That made him even more excited.  He was finally on the wall.

I love this age.  Jack is just so adorable (although quite ornery in the morning and more than a little spoiled by his father and siblings).

And I'm still kind of shocked he cleaned up after himself since none of the other kids ever do.  They would have just left the markers rolling all over the floor and paper thrown everywhere.

*wipes away tears of pride*

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