March 31, 2009

Little Seeds are Now Tiny Plants

Growing up I lived in a house that sat on a quarter acre of property. My parents loved gardening, yard work, and creating a beautiful yard. I hated gardening, yard work, and anything that made me be outside.

Outside was yucky, being outside in the summer makes you sweat. I hated getting my hands dirty, gardening makes your hands dirty. I hated weeding, mowing the lawn, planting flowers, all of it in my book was the pits.

Every spring and summer my parents and I had a deal. Saturday when they headed outside to work in the yard I stayed inside and worked. I thought it was a sweet deal. I thought they were all suckers. Sweating, dirty hands, grass clippings. Yuck, yuck, and more yuck!

Now that I'm all grown up I have had an obvious change of heart. Housework equals yuck, yuck and more yuck. Give me the garden, sun, sweat, and summer any day. Let the sun kiss my face, let heat warm the winter right out of me, let the garden renew my spirit.

There are times when I am with my mom and dad and we are talking about gardening or exercise or the fact I teach swim lessons that I see a dumb founded expression cross over their faces. The kind of look that says, "Who are you and what did you do with our daughter?"

It is kind of interesting, this getting older business, I look in the mirror and see the wrinkles starting to form, the grey hair at my temples, and I just cringe. When did that happen? Then I go out into my garden and see the flowers popping up and smile.

Ahh, the reason for the wrinkles.


Anyway if any of you have an explanation for the obvious change of heart feel free to hypothesise. Meanwhile I have some flowers that need transplanting.  Hope you enjoy the flowers progress.  My front room is turning into a jungle.

March 30, 2009

Monkey Bars

Do you remember Monkey Bars in elementary school?  All of my kids have went through a monkey bar stage. Which doesn't explain why I was so surprised to watch H. make his way across the bars.  I am trying not to view him as my baby. I think that I am doing really good. Then I stand in total shock as I watch him cross the monkey bars.

I desperately want to run across the playground and walk beneath him. Make sure he doesn't make the 100 foot fall. However, as I watch I notice he has obviously been playing on the monkey bars at school.
Obviously he has done this a time or two.  I'm trying to figure out away to stop it.  

Dear School, 

H. is my baby he is not allowed to cross the monkey bars.  Crossing the monkey bars would indicate he is older then he is in my head.  I would appreciate it if you would realize a mothers heart is not ready to let him grow up.  

Thank You, 

Crazy Mom Lady 
What do you think? They would totally stop this monkey business right? 

March 29, 2009

Back to Soccer

Saturday we dragged everyone out of bed after a late night and made it to the first soccer games of the season.  I have to admit that it was a little bit chilly and I am in a reluctant soccer mom stage.  Meaning I'm not all that excited to be back into soccer mode.

However, like most things once you see how much fun the kids are having you put a smile on your face and enjoy the day.  

What took me by surprise yesterday was how much my boys are growing.  A. is this tall, lean fast kid on the soccer field.  I keep looking for him realizing I'm looking right past him.  He has changed so much his confidence, his ability, I hardly recognize him.  

H. is as excited as ever to be back on the soccer field.  While all of my kids have a bit of a competitive streak H.s is a bit more competitive.  Okay a lot more competitive. Okay I see him being one of those screaming coach dads sometime in his future.  We are trying to teach him about being a good sport.  We are trying to teach him about being a team player. 

I have this feeling all he hears is, "blah, blah, blah." 

Welcome Back Soccer Saturday!

March 28, 2009


One of those times that anything I say can be used against me. Therefore I will let you have a peak of what we did last night without commentary. 

Super Saturday Soccer begins in One Hour. Happy Saturday Everyone!

March 27, 2009

Pictures from State

It turns out that I am pretty much incapable of taking pictures of my swimmer.  Mainly because the race does not last long enough and biting your nails and snapping pictures CAN NOT be done at the same time.

Here is what I got!

Blurry but still cool! S. is the one with the black suit and green cap.

Never hurts to see your name with a #1 by it. Way to go S!! By the way, the reason all the other times are the same, none of the others had touched the wall yet the clock was still going. :)

I'm always curious at just how exciting it is to be a life guard at a swim meet.  I think it must be the most boring job ever.

March 26, 2009

I'm Right!

Pioneer Women posted this picture on her blog today. She made it available to download to anyone who wanted it.

As I looked at the picture I thought, "Who would want a picture of two bulls." She had a nice little post about the picture and what it meant to her. I just kept looking at the picture disturbed and mistrusting of the whole thing.

It finally dawned on me why I didn't like the picture and strangely enough why I liked the picture. How many of us spend our lives in this position?  Head butted up against something that is just as strong, just as powerful, and just as unwilling to move as we are.

I know that I have spent more then my fair share of days, weeks, months, okay fine, decades standing in this position.

"I'm right, I'm right, I'm right!!!!"

Guess what being right got me? Yup, standing there with my head butted up against someone or something that was, "Right, Right, Right!"

Strange as it may sound the more I look at this picture I want to try something different. I'm getting a headache from being right.

March 25, 2009

Proof That Mother Nature is EVIL

You all thought it was just me!


Have you ever had a day where you thought, "Blahhh?"

Have you ever had a week where you thought, "Blahhh?"

Have you ever had a month where you thought, "Blahhh?"

Have you ever...okay well I think you know where I am going with this.  I am having one of those weeks. I'm pretty dang sure that it is Mother Natures fault. I need sun.  Lots and lots of sun.  I need to know that the sun is not going to go away.  I need to know that I can play in the garden and tomorrow it wont be under a foot of snow.

I am growing resentful of this Utah weather.  It is affecting my whole attitude. I don't want to be cheerful, I don't want to look on the bright side of things, what I want to do is to horrible awful things to mother nature.

I also want to move somewhere that "SNOW" and "COLD" are four letter words. Actually I think that makes me smile a little.  I have now discovered two new swear words.  Awful mean little swear words.

In fact if you ever here me say, "SNOW YOU!" or "COLD!" You know that I have dueled out to you the nastiest meanest insult that I could come up with. 

Just in case you are reading this thinking of something cheerful and it isn't so bad to comment.  Just know when I read it I am going to think, "SNOW YOU!"


Red Wall

The red wall!

Remember when I said I was going to paint a wall red? Remember when I said that the samples were currently taped to the wall?

Well they are still there. After a few weeks of staring at the samples and trying to decide what I liked and what I wanted to do I realized that I don't like either one of them.

Red is a tricky color. It is a hard color to paint and even a harder color to cover up. Which is what is making this decision so hard.

I went over to Lowes and grabbed a handful of new red paint samples. We have always used Behr, Home Depots paint, but I can't find a red that I like so I am going to give Lowes Valspar a try.

I have a few that are in the consideration stage. I think the biggest problem is that the wall is in the kitchen which is painted yellow. I''m thinking the yellow is going to have to go and I'm thinking GREEN!

Brent is not making to much of fuss about that. However, he hasn't seen how dark I am thinking of going. In fact I might here some remarks like, "Krissi it isn't Christmas time."

Still in the thinking stages but the room gets lots and lots of light so I think it can handle the darker colors.

Except now I am thinking about it maybe I don't want to go dark maybe I want to go more spring like.  That way in February when I can't stand winter for one second longer I can walk into my kitchen and feel like it is spring.

What do you think Winter cozy colors or Spring light colors?

March 23, 2009

Why I Have A Blog

I spent a little time yesterday playing with spring flowers. Not outside playing, because there was snow but I'm okay with that.  I don't care one lick that it snowed yesterday.  Nope, not me, I am totally neutral on the subject.

(Does anyone think mother nature reads this blog?)

(Does anyone think she will stop this snow crap if I act like I don't care?)

(Umm does anyone think I might be a bit off my rocker?)

(Never mind I don't want to know the answer to any of those questions.)

Anyway back to the spring flowers, being as it was to cold and snowy to play outside I spent some time playing with photo shop.  I had fun and only slightly cursed mother nature when I saw that these small little girls lost their blooms to the snow today. RIP my little friends until next spring.

After posting yesterday I had so much fun reading your comments.  I decided that the number one reason I have a blog is because of you.

All of you.

You could probably tell I wasn't in the best of moods and as your comments popped up I just laughed.  From chocolate to roller coasters to quit thinking and just do.  Your insights make me smile.

I just want to say Thank You.  You make me think, you make me laugh, and you make being a mom just a tad easier. Uploading all my daily grief on to the Internet is like a weird kind of therapy session. Except I have many therapist with many treatments that are all umm a tad unconventional. I like unconventional! Almost as much as I like explanation points!!!

Hope you have a wonderful Tuesday!

Just a Ride

Last week our weather was beautiful. Sunny skies, warm temperatures and very spring like days. It was bliss. 

Today it is snowing. 

Falling to the ground and sticking snowing.

I'm not going to say what I think about this because you already know what I feel about this. Additionally, if mother nature is throwing snow at us just to get her jollys I am refusing to react. Maybe if I quit throwing hissy fits every time it dares to snow she will just stop.

Do you think that will work?



Right now I am sitting here dreading the fact that I have to go to work in a couple of hours. 

Go to work and get wet. 

Go to work get wet while it snows outside (said in a calm voice because I am not angry about the snow)(So take that Mother Nature).

Do you think she is buying that I'm not angry?

Any way on another note at the gym this morning the following song popped up on my IPOD. I laughed and laughed and giggled and got all kinds of strange looks from my neighboring treadmillers. The gist of the song is to accept that things happen in your life and enjoy the ride. Take a listen.

I have had a couple of weeks of what I call drama, drama, drama. Every time I turn around something is taking place that I have to deal with that I just rather not. This song reminded me that I can't control everything and there are times that you have to just sit back and live with the ups and downs.

My favorite verse from the song says,

"Truth, we don't wanna hear
It's too much to take
Don't like to feel out of control
So we make our plans
Ten times a day
And when they don't go
Our way we

Yeah we breakdown
Well don't you breakdown
Listen to me

It's just a ride, it's just a ride
No need to run, no need to hide
It'll take you round and round
Sometimes you're up
Sometimes you're down
It's just a ride, it's just a ride
Don't be scared
Don't hide your eyes
It may feel so real inside
But don't forget it's just a ride"

To me the last couple of weeks have made it abundantly clear that there are many aspects of my life that I have no control over. Which if you know Type A personalities you know that we do not handle not having control. In fact you could label us control freaks. So the lack of control is a very scary place for us to be.

Very scary, were talking monster, snakes, and spiders scary.

Were talking ulcer forming scary.

Leading me to ask you, "How do you handle the things you can't control, but you really want to control, but you can't?" I want to know, all you enjoy the ride people, how the heck do you do it?

March 22, 2009

Swim Girl

This past weekend was busy, busy, busy. S. did an awesome job at State she brought home her best times in every event that she swam. She dropped almost a minutes worth a time over 8 events. S. swam many hard races including, a 400 IM, a 200 IM a 200 Backstroke, and a 500 freestyle. She rocked them all.

The most exciting news of the weekend is that the she achieved a zone time. Zone is one of the many steps on your way up the swim ladder. It is a step or two away from Nationals which is the one place all Olympic wantabes want to end up. She was thrilled to see that she had finally achieved one. She has been close for a few years now. When she learned she had broke the time she said, "I knew I would always get close I didn't think that I would really ever do it."

It was great to see all her hard work and dedication payoff.

It was a great weekend and I am now officially exhausted. The kids are off of school tomorrow and except for having to work for a couple of hours I am looking forward to a day off. Tuesday we are back to the real world, real schedules and the start of soccer.

Aren't you so excited for Super Soccer Saturday? I know that you can hardly wait!

March 18, 2009

Fourth Grade Swimming Lessons

My boss at the pool has been working hard, she has been wheeling and dealing, begging and pleading, plotting and scheming. After months and months of all of the above. She received enough grant money to give every 4th grader in our city free swim lessons for two weeks.

Yesterday 2 buses delivered over 100 kids to the pool.

The kids were lined up on one side of the pool and told to swim across. There were four teachers stationed across the pool. Depending on how far the kids could swim placed them in their class. I was on the other side of the pool if they made it to me without looking like they were struggling I sent them on.

It is a very interesting thing that happens when you put a ten year old in the water with his/her peers. There were kids who couldn't swim a lick who made it across that pool because they had a rep to protect. There were kids who looked at us like we were nut jobs and didn't budge an inch. There were kids who were downright insulted when I told them to stop.

Anyway the teaching is interesting. My classes are gaining about a levels worth of knowledge a day. Peer pressure and not wanting to look dumb is HUGE! If one can do it you can be sure the rest are going to do it. Or drown proving they can.

Today, I took them into the deep to tread water. In the class I have one boy on the husky side. We all know that if he just chills he is going to float and do just fine. However, every time I put him in the deep he goes under. He doesn't get that it is in his head. He just freaks and goes under. All the kids in the class don't understand why they can't tread water. They haven't caught on that he is using them like a frog uses Lilly pads. He jumps from one kid to the next in a desperate attempt not to sink. Meanwhile, they go under and he moves on to the next kid.

I shouldn't laugh I really shouldn't but if you could just see the confused look on all their faces. They really don't understand why they are having a hard time treading water.

Today will be a busy day, I have bike ride to get done, swim lessons to teach, a D.A.R.E graduation to attend, and short course state swim meet begins this evening. S. will be swimming a 400 IM. Then the rest of our weekend will be swimming, swimming, swimming.

Right now it looks like she will place somewhere around 10th in the state. It will be fun to see exactly where she ends up.  I won't have a lot of time to post but I will try to keep my twitter updated and throw a picture or two up when I can. Have a great weekend and I will see you on Monday!

March 17, 2009

Teen Parenting

This is my oldest child!


She came into this world and blessed two young kids lives. Who, by the way, frankly had no clue as to what to actually do with a child.

She seemed to understand that from the beginning. Making sure that she behaved, gave no reason to fret and pretty much succeeded at everything she did.

This parenting stuff was easy peasy. (I know that isn't a word but I like the way it sounds, go ahead say it)

Anyway back to this girl!


She is a superstar! She is a brain! She has beautiful eyes and great hair! She behaves.

Ummm she behaved.....

See this girl recently turned 12 and since then there has been some changes.

There has been an awful lot of these of these looks.

(I call this the, "My mom is so lame," look)

More then one of these looks.

("I'm smiling but I'm thinking about the nursing home I will put you in one day" look)

And a whole lot of these looks.

("Only six more years and I can escape." look)

She doesn't come right out and say what she is thinking but with these looks does she really need to?

This girl who has blessed the life of two kids is now responsible for breaking those same two kids into the world of teen parenting.

She seems to be mastering her teaching skills.

By the way the best picture I got is when I mentioned the name of the boy she is currently crushing on!

Exhibit A


(I'm thinking about a boy," look)

How do I make sure that the boy doesn't find out that he is the only one she smiles for.

Because most of the time I just get this look


I wonder where she gets it from


March 14, 2009

Looking Forward

As of today there is 80 days until the kids last day of school. This year is passing so quickly. This is the only year that all my children are attending the same school. Starting next year my oldest will be going to Junior High. I shutter and stutter when I think about how much things are changing around here.

With the summer quickly approaching we have started to plan. Who wants to do what, how are we going to spend our days, what activities will we be involved in?

S. has wanted to do Jr. lifeguards since she was tiny and is excited that this year she will be able to do it. She can hardly wait until the summer she is 15 and is able to be a real lifeguard.

A. and H. want to start running every morning. We did it a little bit last summer and they want to do it again this summer.

Al hated running down the trail and is hoping we don't do it again. However, a friend of ours runs a basketball camp and she is hoping that she can do that.

We will probably try to do another 5k together that was fun and created all kinds of great memories.

Somewhere along the line we will try to get a camping trip in. You know that the summer just isn't the summer until you sleep on the ground in the dirt. Oh, how much I love camping!

S. began outdoor soccer  on Saturday. A three hour practice passing, running, and drills.  She was more excited then she thought she would be to be back on the field. She will miss the next soccer practice because she will be competing at the State Short Course Swim Meet.  She is pretty excited and is going to be swimming a lot of challenging races.  I'm excited to see how she does.

The boys first soccer games will start on the 28th.  They are both itching to get back on the field.  Which reminds me I better make sure every ones shoes fit.  The one thing I truly hate about starting the season.  All the proof that my children are growing like weeds.

With this past weekend being so beautiful and the promise of summer hanging in the air I'm curious to know what your summer plans are?

Any exciting trips planned? A do nothing summer? Lots and lots of camping? What kind of summer are you planning?

I thought I would leave you with a little proof of our beautiful sunny weekend.  Made everyone act like a goof.






Have a Happy Monday!

A Promise

I am sitting on the front porch at the end of the day. The sun is making its final descent and I can fill the rays dance all over me.

Maybe at this moment I should be worrying about wrinkles or freckles or even the sun burn I have gotten, but all I can think is, "AHH." For the first time in months I am sitting on my front porch, barefooted, soaking up the warm sun.

Children are running up and down the street. The sound of a basketball echoes around me, someone is motivated enough to mow their lawn, our neighborhood wood pecker has returned and he is announcing his arrival on his favorite pole and every now and then a burst of laughter can be heard.

The silence and stillness of winter is being replaced with the noise and bustle of summer. With only a few days left until the first day of spring there will obviously be more then one cold day left. However, today fills like a promise. A promise that summer is coming.

From Good to Not so Good

With every intention in the world of starting and finishing a 50 mile bike ride our little group of riders set out. However, before we started there were a few things that we had to take care of. Starting with the fact that I am the last hold out to purchase a road bike. My friend Wendy decided that it would be a good idea for me to ride her bike while she rode her husbands.

Road bikes are pretty customized to the rider so there were adjustments that had to be made to both bikes in order for this work. The only thing I can say about riding a road bike verses riding a mountain bike. "OH MY GOSH!" From the first second I sat on the bike I was green with envy and as jealous as could be. I haven't purchased a bike because I could just not see myself spending 1500 dollars on a bike. I really didn't think there could be enough difference to justify the expense. There is. There totally is.

That being said there was one or two things I had to get use to. The biggest adjustment was the clip peddles. I have a pair of bike shoes and I wear them all the time in spin classes. This was the first time I had to wear them on a bike that moved. In the four hours that we spent out on the road I got a little bit better at it. Overall I need a serious dose of coordination.

Off we went down the road. The first issue that I personally ran into was the mile, the whole entire mile, that it took me to get my second foot securely in the clip. Which was just frustrating as I was trying to watch for cars, potholes, and trying not to crash. Finally, with my foot securely in the clip. The head cyclist stopped.

What, No, Don't Stop I just got my foot in! What are you doing?

A quick stop, a set of quick instructions and we were on our way. A half mile later my foot finally into the clip and we hit a red light.

I will not swear, I will not swear, I will not swear!

Through the light we headed and just shy of a mile the clip clips in and our head cyclist tire pops. I mean pops we all hear it. There is no mistaking that the tire is out.

We are now 4.5 miles into our 50 mile ride! Good news we only have 45.5 miles to go. Bad news we have to change a tire on the side of the road. Which we do. Okay, well technically we watch as Wendy changes the tire. But we are all there making sure she did it right. Okay, well none of us really know if she does it right or wrong but you know we are all there watching.

A little tiny rock inside the tire ends up causing big problems. As soon as the tube is inflated we hear the hissing of a flat tire and watch the tire go flat. Flat number two. About 15 minutes later a patch job, a helpful yet talkative neighbor and we are on our way.


Down the road in less than a quarter mile the clip clips. Why do people wear these stupid shoes on the road? PLEASE! Where are my tennis shoes? Oh yah, can't wear those because of these peddles. I may have to find the person who invented these shoes and have a little chat.

We are cruising along. With instructions to keep our speed right around 15 miles an hour. The wind is a bit vicious. I'm okay with that because it means we will have the wind at our backs on the way home. Sounds good to me. With a nice little pace setting in Wendy pulls off to the side of the road.

No, don't stop!

She says she hears a noise from her tire. I say how can you hear anything with this wind. You just hear the wind. Then we notice that her tire has a big bubble in it. The tube needs to be changed.

She whips off the tire and we go to work getting a new tube on. Meanwhile, knowing that the pumps we have wont work great and we are only 6 miles away from our homes we give Brent a call to bring us a better pump (Only Dad home that doesn't have to hall all the kids with him to come help us).

After he gets there Wendy pumps the tire up and it goes flat. We have officially met flat number three. With frustration and knowing that we are now not going to finish a 50 mile ride today, Wendy ask Brent to give her a ride home and gives us instructions to complete a ride any ride.

We then watch as our fearless leader drives off.

March 12, 2009

All in the Family

It has been awhile since I gave everyone an update of all the comings and goings of this family. 

Mainly because there are a lot of comings and goings. 

Funny how that works.  

Here is what we have been up to.


Growing, growing, growing, Al. has almost caught up to her big brother. Any day now he is going to have to walk around on his tippy toes.


Then there is Basketball






and more basketball.


Of course there is ALWAYS swimming

and more swimming.


A whole lot of growing. Big Sigh!


A little bit of orchestra.


All of this keeping us all very busy.

family photo

However, we are having a blast.


Can't you tell?

March 11, 2009

Ode To Peanut Butter

Last one and I will stop you will not see another silly video from my kids again. 

I'm such a liar!

H. sang a song for everyone. Tell me if you can guess how he fills about Peanut Butter Sandwich's?

Green House

Sometimes when I walk into my front room I feel sorry for you. Yes, you read that correctly I look at all of my little seedlings reaching toward the light and I grin from ear to ear. Then I think, "Oh my poor blog readers." They are going to have to put up with months and months of gardening. Pictures and pictures of tiny seeds growing into little plants growing into big plants.

Aren't they adorable!

Couldn't you just look at these pictures all day long?

Yah, see that is why I feel sorry for you.

I couldn't even resist my facebook status refelcting my garden status.That turned into a whole other story.

It is flowers people! I am growing flowers and only flowers! I am not growing anything that could get me sent to prison.

I will try to behave. Really I will try not to spend every moment of every day describing to you the tiny little developments of every plant. But let's be honest here. This is me and well I'm not what you would describe as a moderate person.

I hack away at this keyboard all the time to fill you in all kinds of random nonsense. Do you really think that I am capable of not spending time filling you in on every tiny little planting development? Escpecially when it makes me so HAPPY!

If you were smart you would turn around and walk right now. Don't look back, don't think anything of my puppy dog brown eyes pleading for you to listen to my plant stories. Don't think about the big giant tears rolling down my cheek because you have a life. Just walk away now.

Sometimes I wonder if I should be seeking professional help.

Hi, my name is Krissi and I am gardening addict!