Wednesday, May 16, 2007


OK SO I TOOK THE CHALLENGE on the ONE LITTLE WORD blog. SO here she is in all her little spoiled rotteness (Im sure you notice the same photo up there on my header but i had to use this) She is so funny! THis pretty much explains her right now. WILD. She is like on kid crack or something.SHe was VERY happy to see her Grand ma today (and of course Grandma doesnt SPOIL this kid one bit ::insert major eyeroll here::)
SOOO I just let them BE. LEt them play let them do their thing and snuck off to the back of the house (thank you GOD it is big enough I can get some quiet occasionally) DId get some much needed work done but still got a long list over here.

THE FED EX man came today.. I notice how he drops my packages and RUNS now like he is scared im gonna attack him and smooch his face off for bringing me things. BElLa thinks he is related to Santa Clause and wants to know if his "reindeers are in the back of that truck".. could she pet them? Do they like carrots? ughmm, yeah ok. (my kid remember?)
SO ,I KNOW yall are all wondering what AMAZING package did the FED ex man in his lovely red white and blue sleigh deliver.. WELL good thing, cuz IM GONNA tell ya.
OK maybe not, ILL SHOW YOUUU! SEE! That is my page in SCRAPBOOK TRENDS magazine page 124. Im so excited ESPECIALLY since it is the page I did about my daddy. SO exciting to see it in a magazine. YEs those would be cool goodies that they sent me along with copies of the magazine and my page back (THANK YOU GOD) so It has been a VERY GOOD week. GOD Knows I NEEDED some good something to happen. Here is the page a little closer.
THe journaling is hidden behind the photos.. it says:
This is the road that was named after my daddy. My daddy was killed 11 years ago. He was a sherriff deputy pulling a suspect over in a stolen vehicle. The guy got out and stabbed him to his death 15 times. This is the first page I have done on it. This is the road where it happened... His road... Named after him now. This is the first of many pages that will help me deal with that day. That will maybe help me mentally get through it... somehow. Yeah it has been 11 years, but to me... it might as well have been yesterday, or the day before.
This page is helping me leave a leagacy for my little girl about her grandpa. What a wonderful man he was and how he sacrificed his life, no telling who he actually saved that day. It was premeditated. The person that came in contact with the escapee first... well My daddy got there first. WE have heard so many stories , Possibilites of who that person COULD have been instead of daddy, who it almost was or the narrow misses, Other people that we loved in our community, or other people traveling that day on the highway. My daddy is and always will be a hero. Now, I have a page to go in that book.Yeah I know ONE page but, Maybe the other pages will come a little easier now.
Nancy Jones

SO Yes I am very proud this got published. They didn't print the journaling in the book because I had it hidden. I thought I would share it with you here since a few of you have asked.

NOW, if you wanna see the magazine, you better hurry. cuz my mom is like buying up every copy she can find... I guess she thinks it wont ever happen again bwahahahahaha so she better get one while Im published! TOo funny huh?

I thought Id leave you with a conversation I had with Bella bug last night. For most of you that read my blog yall know my hubby is out of town doing some training seminars. so Bella comes piling up in the big bed with me last night. We were watching her "BEAR MOVIE" (open season) and I have NO CLUE where this came from but here goes our conversation..

BElla: Mommy!
ME: Yes Bella?
BElla: WHen I was in yours tummy... :: my heart sinks 4 inches lower in my chest when those words escape her 4 year old mouth, GOD ONLY KNOWS WHAT will follow::
Did I have legs?

ME: Legs?
Bella: yeah LEGS? see, like these? ::holds up leg::
me: ughmm YEAH you had legs
BElla: OK.... DId I have arms? ::waves around her arm::
me: ughmm yeah you had arms.
BElla::GRINNING:: what about a head?
ME ::laughing looking at her crazy:: YES silly you had a head.
BElla : a neck? fingers?
me:: YESSS BELLA you had a neck, fingers all the right parts.

THEN silence... for the longest time...
I thought she was asleep
THen she pops her head up and looks at me
Bella: MOMMY!!!
Me::startled:: what bella?
UGHMMM NO you were not wearing socks.
bella:: Well, HOW did My feet stay warm?
Me: thinking OH DEAR LORD HELP! .. "You didnt neeed socks then, cuz you were all warm and cozy where you were." :: so proud of myself for having a good answer..

Bella: ::giggles:: looks wide eyed and says " YEAHHH and NeeKKKEEEEDDDDD"

Hope you have a Happy THursday!

Today's Blog challenge


Ok so what prompted this your thinking? WEll My mom (nuff said) is on her way here and while talking to her and me getting VERY ANNOYED at all the crapp she was saying she had to do and blah blah .. before she could leave (while bellas nose is pressed against the window saying EVERY CAR that doesn't turn in our driveway wasnt grand ma and ARE YOU SURE SHE IS COMING TODAY? as tears are streaming down her face YET ANOTHER DAY) She tells me.. "You mean you don't make sure your house is "company clean" before you leave?" Im thinking ???what???? "if you died and people had to come in and get clothes for you and stuff THey would think you were a total pig."

WHAT???? ARE YOU KIDDING ME???? I would NEVER go anywhere if I had to make sure my house is company clean before I left. I have a 4 year old. If we make it out of the house dressed everyone with shoes (that match) teeth brushed, hair brushed, everyone has gone potty, whatever appropriate baby doll that gets the pleasure of accompanying us that day.. I FEEL I HAVE MADE A HUGEEEEEEE accomplishment. IF I have not forgotten to turn off the tv the oven and all the lights I GET extra credit.. better yet any dishes in the sink, Bellas stuff strowed through out the house and the beds made.. YOUR KIDDING RIGHT?
SO my reaction was.. "I WOULD think We would be so grief stricken and distraught that our first thought was not OH GOD YOU DIDNT MAKE YOUR BED. LETS GO BEAT ON HER HECK SHE IS DEAD ANYWAY..." of course that went over like a screen door on a submarine... not very well.
" I AM JUST TRYING TO SET A GOOD EXAMPLE" ughmm ma? "TO WHOM?" I asked. "YOU" she replied. "WELL I WONT SEE IT CUZ IM THE ONE YOUR COMING TO SEEEE!" and "You are sayign you will be dead so why would you care?"
SO dont go to any extreme on my account will ya. JUST COME ON SO MY KID WILL UNLATCH HERSELF FROM THE WINDOW. I think she could feel my TENSION cuz she said OK Im getting my oil changed IM on my way.
(do you change your oil every time you go anywhere?)
BUt again I dont go anywhere much and barely have 4 thousand miles on my car and it is over a year old. I hate going long distances with my kid cuz well.. potty training ya know.. Ill let you use your imagination.
she lives in her van and on the highway going EVERYWHERE so yeah her oil DOES need changing but she had to do all this NOWWW. I guess cuz I have a screaming kid begging for her grandma it makes me just a LITTLE MORE ANXIOUS.

SO OUr routine when we leave the house is as follows.
Make sure shoes match, underwear is on, and CLEAN (yes ma I got that one from you!)and not on backwards or inside out... clothes match and are clean. (she likes to dress herself these days)
teeth brushed, hair brushed, hands are clean, lights turned off, doors all locked , tv off and get in the car with whatever creature or baby doll is gonna ride with us that day. Seat belts on and THAT IS IT... NO oil changes before heading to the grocery.

SO what about you?


IT IS WAYY to flippin early for anything to be alive right now... why is my child jumping on the bed... YOU MEAN TV IS ON THIS EARLY? WHO put coffee in her honey chocate milk? Im serious WHY IS SHE JUMPING ON THE BED. DOESNT SHE KNOW It isnt time to get up yet! IS IT DAYLIGHT? OH dear GOD make it stop. SHE CANNOT be awake SHE hasnt been asleep near long enough for me to recoup. DOesn't she KNOW I don't get any work done until SHE goes to bed. WHo gave her that dadgum bear that sings happy birthday I officially hate you whoever you are! YES!yes yes... I know hate is a bad word.
I will be back later when the sun is up to post the blog challenge.. I have to go like, find something with caffeine ..