Quirks

Everyone has quirks, some are stranger than others. Here's a little about me...

• I hate feet! I think they are gross and disgusting.
• I hate when people touch my feet
• I hate it when people touch me with THEIR FEET!
• I also don't like being touched unnecessarily. Not a big fan of getting tickled...

Reese has discovered these little "quirks" and now won't leave me alone! Constantly coming up to me and putting her foot on my leg or tickling my arm. Little stinker! She thinks it's funny...

• I throw up a lot. I don't know why, I just do. It's been like that since I was a baby.

Ok, now this next part is really weird and a little OCD. I'm  not! I promise!

• I don't like when people scratch their skin near me. It grosses me out. I hate the noise. And all of their nasty flaky skin particle are going into the air and I don't want them in my lungs. (told ya it was weird)
• I have a hard time sleeping in beds that don't belong to me. Goes along with the flaky skin...

About craziness above, I don't have this problem with Brian or my kids. Just people outside of my immediate family.

• I like to pop pimples! gross huh?
• I'm lactose intolerant and have a milk allergy (yep, they are 2 different things and I am blessed to have both)
• I have a retarded toe on my right foot.
• Hated my name when I was younger.
• Hate when people call me Kristin or Kurstin. (It's Kirstin. let me sound it out for you... K - ear-stin. not that hard)
• If you listen closely you can see that I have a funny accent.
• I love to read, alot.
• I  also love to learn. And sometimes will search the internet to find more information.
• I am also full of useless information and facts.
• Love the library
• I hate doing laundry! Can't stand it!
• Actually never wanted to have any kids. (HA!)
• I'm not a big fan of kids. Let me explain this... I love my children! They are mine and they make me happy. But other kids don't. I hated babysitting when I was younger. I could never be a teacher!
• Don't understand why people are stupid.
• My parents and Brian think that I am "a force to be reckoned with". Here's the definition:
  The phrase a force to be reckoned with is usually applied to ideas or things that are considered so big, so strong or so important that they cannot be ignored and must be confronted or taken into consideration

(Whatever, they don't know what they are talking about. )

• I played the piano for many many many years. I haven't really touched it for the past 5 yrs, which is really sad.
• Sang for many many many years and had all of the lessons to prove it. I wanted to be an opera singer. Haven't sung in a really long time. Which is also really sad. Sometimes the kids and I will sing around the house, our favorite stuff to sing is the Phantom of the Opera. And sometimes I can still hit those high notes..
• I used to live in a tanning bed, can you say sun spots?
• I brush my teeth at least 4 times a day
• Scared to get wrinkles
• Really love to work out
• I have a birthmark (poo-mark) on my upper thigh, I hate it and I can't hide it very well when I'm in a swimsuit.
• I have horrible hair.
• Still hates my freckles. They have faded alot since I've gotten older but I can still see them.
• I've grown 2 inches since I graduated high school! I am now 5'1 and a HALF!
• I don't like animals
• My eyes change color, they are weird like that.
• hate my "bubbies". Just too big and in the way.
• I hate leaving messages. I also have a hard time returning phone calls.
• really struggle with my body since having children. I don't know if I will ever be happy with it.
• I really hate BAD smells! And will do whatever I can to stay away from them
• I can't parallel park.
• I get lost while driving alot
• Cannot dance!
• I don't like to cry. Will only cry in front of my parents and Brian.
• I HATE being pregnant. There is nothing fun about it. It's not cute either. 
• I am late for everything. So expect it next time we get together.
• I hate spiders!
• I am also scared of chickens
• I hate getting wet. Which is funny because I was on the swim team my whole life.
• I think hot tubs are flithly and won't go in them
• I don't like playgrounds with sand, gross and won't let my kids play in them.

I'm sure there is more, but that's me!

Things Nene says...

Kailyn really can be the cutest little girl! This is a conversation that we had today...

Nene: Mommy, why are your legs so beautiful?!
Me: I don't know Nene, why are they so beautiful?
Nene: They are so shiny and soft! Mommy do you know that your eyes have sparkles in them?! Do I have sparkles in my eyes?!

I love that I have a kid that see's the best in me!

(Even if I haven't showered today and my legs haven't been shaved in about a week...)

rear-ended

Yesterday afternoon some super awesome trashy chick rear-ended the back of my van. She actually hit me pretty hard! We pull over and turns out stripperella doesn't have any insurance (of course) AND finds out that her license is suspended. She begs me not to call the cops and she will give me all of her info and pay me whatever not to do it. So I call the cops. I was so angry, I felt like ripping her face off. As soon as the cops show up, she goes into this giant story of how a big white truck slammed into her and that made her hit me. Oh and the truck drove away. LIAR! There was no freakin truck! It was just you in your Chevy Aveo! Anyways after 2 hours of dealing with this the cops don't believe her and take my side. (I think it was because I had all of the kids in the van). My van is a freakin tank! 5 star crash safety rating! All it did was just take some of the paint off and now there is some type of grinding noise coming from the back when I drive. Just very thankful that no one was seriously hurt! The 3 older girls have a little whiplash and the babies are fine. I have raging migraine and whiplash.

Time to get in a normal size crib.

Found her like this the other day and had to take a picture!

(Ignore the crappiness of the pic, taken with my phone)

Done!

With nursing that this!

And Fatty MeGee isn't having any problems with it!

Ashlee's 6!

Ashlee is 6! She turned 6 back on the 9th of May. For her Birthday we just had a little family party at Hacienda. She HAD to get a sombrero and if she didn't get one she was going to die...Ash is seriously one sassy little girl. Run's her mouth CONSTANTLY and doesn't really care what she says. (We are working on that.) Ash is also super funny! I love listening to her! Right now her favorite saying is "Oh my Heavens!"

I can't believe that she is 6! 

Does this make me weird?

* Please please please do not take offense to this post. I apologize if this does offend someone and no I'm not talking about anyone directly.

Am I emotionally retarded?

After stalking many blogs and reading sappy crap on Facebook, I am really starting to think that I am. If you look over my past blog posts I have never done this. I think if I did Brian would think I have seriously lost it.
Ok here it goes....

What the heck is up with all of these freaking women that WORSHIP their Husbands?! Don't get me wrong, I do love Brian, alot. But I don't think that I need to tell everyone in the world how blessed, how amazing, how hot, how wonderful, how honored he is/I am to have him! It has been driving me crazy reading all of this sappy crap! And you know what?! I don't believe it! I think that YOUR LYING!!! Seriously, your husband doesn't ever annoy you? How can that be?! Tell ya what, there are some days I would like to give Brian a roundhouse kick to the face! (But I can't reach his face... too short.)

I think one of the reasons why I might be emotionally retarded in the "worshiping" department is because I see Brian as my equal. He is not better than me (he might think he is but he's not). I am not a sappy person, and neither is he. We have a very sarcastic relationship and it works for us. Its super fun and I love it! My parents say that we were made for each other. And you know what? He really is the most difficult person I have ever had to deal with and I know for a fact that he would say the same about me! I feel like our love is just between us and I don't have to scream about it to everyone prove it.

I'm glad that some of you can sing your praises about your super awesome wonderful husbands, I just think that it's a little weird...

And just for your information, MY Husband is the bestest, hottest, awesomest, cutest, AMAZING person EVER!!!

Just thought that I would throw that in for ya!

Yay!

Yay! We got a trampoline! It's about freakin time! I have seriously been bugging Brian about it for the past 8 years. The girls LOVE it! I love it too because it's the new babysitter...



Sucky Blog

My blog sucks again. My life is super boring. Maybe something interesting will happen soon...

I went to the Zoo

Oh I went to the zoo, And what did I see?

I saw a great big tiger, Lookin' at me

He went Raaar, raaar He went Raaar, raaar

He went Raaaar raaar raar, And that's what he said to me

Oh I went to the zoo, And what did I see?

I saw a great big monkey, Lookin' at me

He went Ooo-ooo-o Ooo-ooo-o, He went Ooo-ooo-o Ooo-ooo-o

He went Ooo-ooo-o Ooo-ooo-o, And that's what she said to me!

Ok, so the tiger didn't roar at us and we didn't see a great big monkey or an elephant or any polar bears. But during Spring Break I took the girls (by myself) to the zoo. Evansville doesn't have a really big zoo, but they try really hard. The girls had fun and I'm sure that we'll do it again.