Hot Mess

I know all of you are wondering to yourselves, "Quinne hasn't posted for DAYS. Is she okay? Is she well?" Well yes, thanks for asking, I'm fine. Besides being totally stressed out I'm in a good place. And I bought myself a new camera. Well, technically Kelly bought it for me because it was his money I used at the check out counter. He also bought me some gum.

So the point is, I have to somehow download new software or something so that I can get the pictures from the new camera to the computer. Stay tuned sister and dad, new posts are a-comin'.

p.s. On a really personal note, sometimes Kelly asks me if I would still love him if he looked something like the above picture. "No" I tell him. I really am a vain person.

Oh. My. Gosh.

Do any of you watch the Rachel Zoe Project on Bravo?

It's bananas.



I die.

I choose...hong

Yesterday as Lilly, Abe and I were driving in the car listening to some music like usual, Abe speaks his first sentence ever.

I choose ( slight pause) hong.

I knew just what he wanted and I quickly obeyed. Abe's really got us all wrapped around his little finger. Otherwise, he'll hit us. I put in a different CD and went through the music. After just a few beats of each new song I got my answer.

A little Muse?

NO

How about the Veronicas?

NO

Okay, here's Duffy

NO

Still unsatisfied, I put in a new CD and as soon as the first song started playing Lilly gave me the answer.

Mom, he's smiling.

Okay, Ingrid Michaelson it is.

Commence head bopping and flailing arms.

(Lilly reading to Abe. Aren't they cute!?!)


Our family likes to throw impromptu dance parties. We can't help but shake it when a good song comes on. What gets you moving?

night terrors

I woke up this morning thinking about dinner. What the deuce am I going to make for my family that doesn't cost much, is easy to make (I somehow can mess up the simplest recipe) and most importantly that everyone will eat? Oh the pressure! What did you say? 5 buck pizza from Little Caesars? Bingo!

The Love of His Life

This time of year it's kind of a toss up as to what the real love of Kelly's life is: football or this Infinity something or other. The other day he comes home driving this silvery sleak four wheeled goodness and there is a look in his eyes that I haven't seen since before we got married and I was still playing hard to get. Oh the longing! I share in the excitement and even take the car (excuse me, sports car) for a drive around the block. I only almost stalled 2 or 3 times (it was a stick shift). I'm a little rusty because my right hand is usually not used for actual driving of a car but handing out snacks and sippy cups instead. So anyway...


...as my dear sweet hubby pulls out of the driveway back to the dealership I lovingly scream some important things,
"You better not come back with this thing!
We're buying a house in a week!
Our kids need money to go to college!
Why do I have to drive a mini van and you get a fancy car?!?
But...

...if there's one thing my hubby is, he's sensible (with and especially without my "reminders"). And so he came back looking quite dejected in his piece of junk car that smells funny. But at least he came back to the real loves of his life. Besides football, of course.

Oh the mistakes I have made...

You know how actors always respond to this question, "Do you have any regrets?" and they always say with their noses high up in the air, "No, because my mistakes have made me who I am blah blah blah." It really makes me want to scream because I've made mistakes and I have regrets!!!! So I've decided to tell you about some of them. The list could be quite lengthy (especially now that I'm raising children) and so I'll do my best to narrow it down to the mistakes I have made today. And it's 1:30 in the afternoon. Here we go...

1. What made me think that I would be okay wearing a shirt that doesn't go up to my ears today? Didn't I know that Abe would throw a fit whilst trying to pick Lilly up from school and said child would yank down said shirt and show what I like to call "the goods" to the passersby? Hello Susie Q and Lovely Ladies from my ward, this is the color bra I'm wearing today. Go buy turtlenecks. Check

2. What made me think that I shouldn't wear a belt so that when the afore mentioned child threw his pre fit fit and I struggled with him to get him in his carseat (wait, maybe he IS stronger than me) and his little feet kicked and pushed my pants down practically around my ankles I could have avoided that problem altogether. Thank goodness I was in my own driveway...this time.

3. Why didn't I shave my head long ago? Either I shave it now or Abe is going to slowly and painfully pull it all out anyway. Remember his tantrum at Lilly's school? He wanted to walk (another thing I should never have allowed...ever) but when I let him down he would stiffly fall to one side and not move. So I picked him up. Another mistake. His hands just went naturally to where they always go when he's angry-- my hair (or Lilly's, but I was closer) and he yanked my hair out of my carefully placed pony tail that I've had for the last 10 years.

4. What was I thinking when I actually encouraged these children to call me mommy? Once such a beautiful word that inspired daydreams of homemade bread and skipping through meadows holding my childrens' hands is now usually said accompanied by "I'm hungry even though you just made me dinner 15 minutes ago" and "Entertain me even though I have a million toys and my room is a disaster." I'm changing my name.

5. I must be off my rocker if I thought I could go grab a salad from Chipotle after picking Lilly up from school and get them some hamburgers and it would be no big deal. Oh the insanity of thinking I'd like to eat something other than a Lean Cuisine for lunch! All I have to say about this is thank goodness I got to Abe before he made it out into the street. That's all I'm saying.

6. Writing #5 is my most current mistake because just last night Kelly and I talked about how we eat out too much and really just need to eat the boring stuff at home. Oops! I thought you wanted to start that tomorrow.

So, if I am to learn and grow from my mistakes, then I guess I'm going to turn into a bald recluse who wears uber modest clothes (to the neck, wrists, and ankles is my new standard) named Tallulah. And don't even think of inviting me to go to Cafe Rio...Oh, that's just too harsh. I'll learn from my mistakes another time. Who wants to go to dinner?

A short story

Once upon a time, there was a cute and chubby two year old who got a new toy.

This cute and chubby and sometimes abnormally strong little boy did not like to share his new toy.

This cute and chubby, strong and funny boy often got his own way because of his perseverence and biting skills.

This cute, chubby, strong, funny, and sometimes strange little boy also likes to wear bows in his hair.

The End.

Tummies

Yesterday Lilly and I were driving in the car and she asked me why some people have small tummies and some people have big tummies. I gave a very "love everybody because we're all children of God" answer and said that people come in all shapes and sizes and that includes how tall we are and whether or not our tummies are big or small and things like that. Then she said the most wonderful thing I've ever heard. She said, "You, me, Abe and daddy all have small tummies." I almost cried at the beauty of that one little sentence. Bless that child!

Two!!

My little beast turned two yesterday! He was excited about his booday (as he called it) and I love that we had a very simple day with just the family. In fact, Lilly asked why Abe didn't get many presents. I told her we're making life more simple and next year she's only getting one present, if she's lucky. Just kidding. Anywho, here are some pictures from his party. Lilly and I made a cake and she decorated some party hats. Please notice Lilly's face in the second picture.