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When I signed into Blogger tonight I had a vague idea of what to write but then forgot what I was going to say. I'm signed in to gmail so I can chat with Chris while he's at work. The last time I signed out of Blogger it signed me out of my gmail, even though I don't use my gmail account for Blogger.
Since I'm chatting with Chris now I feel compelled to write something because I don't want to lose the conversation with him if it kicks me off again.
So there you go.

Twitterpated

So many of my friends are on Twitter. I must confess that it seems like something I would join and would be faithful to keep up to date though it would eventually become redundant, e.i.
7:53am Kale arrived, making him breakfast.
8am Micah arrived, he's finishing his milk.
11:45am lunch time for the kids
etc.
Monday-Friday

In a nutshell, the only up-dates I have would be about the kids and then when the kids aren't here I would do something besides Twitter. You would think it would be the other way around but no, for the most part the boys entertain Arwen (at least for a few minutes)and I'm much more productive when they're here.
On a side note. I would rather say Twittered instead of Tweet. Don't know why, I just like that better.
I won't say I'll never join but for now I'll just stay addicted to e-mailing and facebook.

Things I don't like the feel of

I don't like "Gushers" candy. Gross.
I don't like lip balm that you have to use your finger to apply.
I don't like lotion you have to dip into to get (with the exception of body butter because it's much more firm and if you're careful you don't get it under your finger nails).
I really don't like square-toed socks. I can't stand it when it gets all bunchy in my shoe.
I don't like to put socks or gloves on right after I've applied lotion to my feet or hands.
Up until my 7th month of pregnancy I didn't like rice because it felt like tiny bugs in my mouth.
I don't like one shoe being tied tighter than the other.
If my pony tail is pulled to one side I'll take it out and re-do the whole thing.
I once had a pair of jeans that I could tell the fabric was sewn crooked and I often felt the need to walk differently to make up for the odd feeling.
When I was a little girl after taking a bath I would ask my mom for a handkerchief to put on my wet head before I would pull my shirt down. I don't like having wet hair touch anything. Although it's not a handkerchief, I still wrap my hair up in the towel before pulling my shirt over my head. And no, button up shirts are even worse because the collar is higher and is at a greater risk of touching the wet hair.

Things I remember

Today is one of my most favorite days of the year. The first day of spring. Spring time brings a flood of memories most are triggered by smell.
Today my grandma's house smelled like her house. My grandma died over a year ago but my bookkeeping office is set up in the spare bedroom. I don't know what it was but I walked in today and it smelled the way it did when I was a little girl. I honestly thought I would turn the corner and there she would be ready to face the day. I miss her.
One of my most favorite smells is clover mixed in the grass. When I was living in Maryland clover was the weed in every one's lawn. My friends and I would dig little holes in the backyard, fill them with water, grass and clover and stir it up with a stick and serve it up like a restaurant. I remember rolling in the clover patches and drinking in the lovely scent.
Ahhh, the smells I love.
Fresh cut grass, with a hint of clover.
Good old Folgers coffee in my grandma's percolator coffee maker.
New box of laundry soap.
Beef roast cooking in the oven.
Payless shoe stores. Don't know why, just like it.
Sunshine.
My shampoo and conditioner.
Chris' body wash. It's the same kind as when we first met, when I close my eyes and smell it it's like I see him again for the first time.
I love spring.

Regular

I would like to write about a great story that happened this week but mostly it was a regular kind of week.
On Saturday I went dress shopping with my sister-in-law (the bride) to buy dresses for myself and the rest of the bridesmaids. I will be wearing the color fern. If you're not sure what that looks like I would better describe it as martini olive green.
On Sunday the baby woke up with a fever and threw up a couple times. Not one to be interrupted I changed her clothes (4 times) and headed off to church. I was glad that I hadn't called in sick because so many others were sick. I'm super happy to be at the Lobby desk and that Arwen could just sit with me. I decided not to stay for the second service though and we just went home.
Today I went to the dentist to finish the filling replacement and have the permanent crown put in. I love it!! I love my new tooth!! It took an extra 45 minutes because we needed the lab to adjust the color. I'm so very thankful to have such a skilled dentist who would rather take the time to have everything perfect than to just say close enough.
Tomorrow the windshield fix-it man is going to come fix the chip we got last Saturday and put on new wiper blades!

Well there's something exciting. Just now while I'm writing this I heard a gun shot outside somewhere. I'd say within half a mile. Hmmm.

Those are all the stories I've got for now, at least that I can think of.

... the mother of invention

While cleaning the other day the vacuum I was using lost suction. As I was washing out the filter I was reminded of the guy that invented the Dyson vacuum, the vacuum that won't lose suction, and how the same thing had happened to him.
"I just think things should work properly", but at the same time it's a lot easier to just clean out the filter of my gifted vacuum than it is to go and buy a $350 vacuum.

Never stop learning

A wise man will learn from the mistakes of others. A smart man will learn from their own mistakes. A fool will always be surprised by a mistake and continue on as if nothing happened and is doomed to repeat it.

When you change a child's diaper it is important to give them a little bit of "air time" just to be sure they've emptied their bladders and have your next diaper ready for a possible shield.

Arwen is right at that place where she's a bit big for her size two diapers but a little small for the three diapers. I went ahead and bought the threes just to see how they would work. Still too big.
Last night while I was putting her to sleep I was quite surprised when all of a sudden my lap was wet. Sure enough the threes weren't tight enough around her waist and since she was laying down it was like a little river.
Today I used up the last of the twos and decided to get some more tomorrow.
Chris had a special training at work and would be gone the whole evening. Arwen and I were watching Dancing with the Stars when I hear the dreaded not just before bed noise, *flarpp*. I decided to be quick just in case of a blow out but I was too late it came out at the leg.
It was quite messy but manageable. I had her mostly cleaned off when I lifted her legs to clean her back and all of a sudden a fountain of poop came shooting out across the room! Good gracious. I cleaned her once again, barricaded the carpet area and gave her a quick bath and then off to bed.

Wise, smart or a fool? I pick option four, just an off day.

The best days are now

I confess I'm lonely today. True, I am constantly surrounded by people it's just that those people can't speak or if they do it's one word sentences. I'm lonely for an adult conversation. I'm not really a big people person but I do enjoy getting together with close friends.
Today I longed for days gone by when I would have sleep-overs with friends painting our nails and experimenting with new hairdos (and don'ts). I miss being as silly as I used to be. I read a friend's blog today and it hit me that we haven't really talked in quite a while and I noticed how much I miss her.

My mom's answer to the question "what was your favorite age of your children?" was "I enjoyed my children at every age."
Arwen is growing up right before my eyes. I bought the next size up in diapers today and I wouldn't want to miss out on these important mile stones just because I was lonely for a day.

*Ping*

On Monday I went to the dentist.
The original plan was to just fix the filling that had come out and remove all the mercury fillings. At the consultation it was discovered that due to my morning, afternoon and evening sickness during my pregnancy all my fillings were loose and in need of replacement, all 27 of them. Side note, don't let your children bite hard candy, it gets stuck in their teeth and it's all down hill from there.
Anyway. It's an all day procedure and I was sedated. Now I've always thought it would be great fun to yell "FREEDOM!!" like in Braveheart just before falling asleep. I would never really do it but it's fun to dream. So there I was in the dentist's chair and the nurse anesthetist was setting up the i.v. and then boom I was gone! He didn't tell me to count down or nothin', just poof you're asleep.

Fuzzy memories.
I remember the hygienist asking me if I needed to use the bathroom, I really needed too but couldn't figure out how to answer. Not too much later she asked me again, I was able to answer that time and she helped me to the bathroom and back.

I remember waking up to them saying "Margaret you need to breathe. Margaret, wake up and breathe hon." The response in my head was "I am breathing, what's your problem?"
The next time I woke up though I had an oxygen mask over my nose so apparently I didn't do as instructed very well. Either way I survived and I'm very thankful to have been in such capable hands.

I remember pointing to my wrist wanting to know what time it was, 1:00pm. I like knowing the time, I can gage my progress much better that way.

I remember feeling sick on my way out to the van but still very fuzzy. As soon as we got to Chris' parents house I asked for a coke and with one sip was feeling much better. Don't tell the dentist though, do you have any idea what coke does to your teeth?!

I remember getting into the van and could hear Arwen crying but not for very long. Chris told me later that she had been crying most of the day but as soon as she heard my voice in the van she calmed down. It's nice to be loved and missed.

I remember looking in the mirror of the van and seeing my teeth for the first time. I'm so pleased. It's so wonderful to not have a huge hole in your tooth.

All in all, a good day at the dentist.