Welcoming Spring

I am utterly in the blissfulness of Spring. SShhh I know it is not technically spring. But have you walked out side Lately! It is amazing. In this move I have no idea what to expect here. I don't have rose plants to prune and get ready, Even though this weekend I am digging for my rose garden. I am prepared to be filthy. I love roses,picking them, pruning them, and setting them up in vases. I just plain love it and all the colors!

I am also feeling the Bliss of pure love. After Struggling with the bank and getting our home, I feel a huge (HUGE) uplifting. We are living here. I can let me dogs out and they can run for hours. Running around the pond, the orchard or even just in the yard. It is beautiful. Star Grass coming up everywhere. My Wisteria and Honeysuckle are blooming. This weekend I have to Prune all the orchard. Apple and Cherries and then spray them with Dormant Oil. On top of that I have to put 2 gallons of aqua shade in the pond. My grandparents are proud of us. Which on top of everything makes me smile and fills me with joy. They also bought me a table which I am excited about. My grandparents are my everything besides my parents.

I am loving the space! Living in a Trailer is nice, but I can have all my animals and it is still not crowded! 2 Alaskan Malamutes, 1 half Schnauzer, 2 cats and 3 birds. Oh and a ferret! I love being able to go in the kitchen and my kids are all the way in the living room. I love my kids don't get me wrong but now I can breathe. I have to actually yell for my husband. Key world Yell for him, not at him. Lol. Seems like Love is up between David and I.

My husband is a clean freak, his parents well...they don't know how to clean. So because of that he is in a mood of I have to clean or it will end up like his parents. My parents are clean freaks so you know my house is almost perfect. David finds the little things as soon as she gets home he starts to clean. Having a three year old boy (almost 4) is hard. He is one to keep you on your toes. Plus teaching him to write, talk, and everything else is hard. He is one active child who never stops. Then I have patient Lorilye who never gets in trouble but when she does. She will scream and throw a hell tantrum. THank God she is an angel. We are in the mists of potty training and it is amazing. When David gets home I am ready for my 5 minutes alone or at least a lot of help. On top of this I babysit an amazing one year old :) Keeps me wanting a baby down. He is just as good unless he is teething then he tries to bite,lol. One year olds. Lately, David has been home cleaning and organizing things that can wait. Finally, after talking to my best friend about it. Yesterday, I talked to him. I have a horrid sleep insomnia. Plus Zeke will wander in our bed about 4am and Lori has been terrified of her bedroom since we moved. Which my kids have slept all night since they were newborns. This is news of waking up to me. Last night Tiara slept with Zeke and he stayed in his bed. Thats his boy. Anywho, off subject David said to me he completely understood how much I needed him and he was sorry if It felt like he wasn't helping. So he is back to being a helper husband! God do I love him. I cannot imagine having 3 or more kids. I will stick to my two for sure.

I have learned to talk to him. I don't want to make mistakes plus we are working on seven years this year. Communication has been really hard in the past for us. Now it is practically an open door. I can actually say with him I feel like we will be together for the rest of our lives. What made us weak made us stronger. This is love :P

Potty Training.

Potty Training...It is such a ominous word. In fact I hate the word, Loath it. A huge Journey of.....learning.

My son was learning with my friends daughter. I babysat her at the time. She was 2 turning 3 and Zeke was 1 turning 2. Zeke followed Violet and in no time at about 12-14 months was potty trained fully during the day. It was hard for me to give up diapers at night. Due to the scariness of the whole no diaper. When we went to Kentucky he was dry for 6 hours...it was time to give diapers up. He was an easy one. He was so for it, to get out of the diapers. Knocking on the door when he went potty and Stickers everywhere.

Lorilye is my little Diva. She has never really went on the potty. But she takes her diaper off as soon as she pees or poops. Tells me when she pees or poops. She knows her words. So yesterday we went all day without Diapers. Training Panties and bamn she was peeing in them. Never got made at her. She would cry, she hates messes. I would reassure her that it is okay. Today we tried again. She told me she was going pee...well I thought she already did...delayed 2 seconds and she was peeing. Later then, she took off her panties and I asked her to sit on her potty. Moved it to the living room due to the earlier accident and bam...my baby went on the potty. She had David, Lindsay and I cheering her on :) She was all excited. Getting a chart and more stickers tonight. We got her some pull ups even though I am only using those when we leave the house. Training undies are quite absorbent so it only takes me some little spraying on cleaner.

To think in 4 months or sooner...no more diapers ever again. Except the kids I babysit that is insane. She is growing up so much :) Big Tip to first time potty trainers....don't listen to all the horror stories. There are way too many out there. It could be completely easy and fun even. Don't let it frighten you

My little Lorilye Zanny :)

MMMhmm Pond

My pond is teasing me. Like utterly just flaunting into my face. Our pond is Blue. Hence Blue because we put a dye in it so that algae doesn't grow and Plants do not. It is completely safe for the fish, People, and all the animals. So that is kind of exciting. We also have a Windmill that pumps a bubblier. The pond does all the work for itself. I love being around it. Paddling and on the shore. Beautiful....but It is freezing. Which suxxxxs. I cannot wait for it to be death warm and to jump into our huge pond. Exciting. We have so much to do here and it takes 4 laps around the property to do a mile...and I have to get a bike since town is 5 miles away.

It is nice being able to sit outside and relax. Our neighbors are in screaming range but not immediate. Its so quiet here. When the kids go to nap or bed its just pure silence....Beautiful. Also never have to hear mexican polka! Which is a lifesaver!I think one more day of that for 8 hours may have made me crazy.

Life is going good. Reality is a great thing :)

Life as I know it

So first things first. My hair was bleached for about a second (24 hours) It was not enough power to kill my red hair soooo....I had Pink Hair for a while and Blonde.

So I started my whole getting my daughters room in order :) First thing first my friend gave me a mahogany dresser. It was originally painted White and Blue. But I decided that I was all over sanding, priming and turning this dresser white and Pink..It was been primed 6 times so far. Tomorrow I paint :)

So I have done so much since Friday. Living here has so much to offer. We go paddle boating a lot and running around the property. Plus my puppy is all about boating and I am pretty sure my cat is too. The malamute girls just run around the pond while we paddle. We have also found out that our carpet is also stain proof. Good old alcohol. Pretty much no time for myself. Also babysitting has also picked up :) Yay, time to get back on track.

Finally

I am finally where I belong. I as of 3pm on Friday own a 5 bedroom country house with 5 acres. 3/4 of an acre is a blue pond.

This house is a gem. Trimmed in Oak and hundred years of history. The Newells before us took amazing care of this house. Sure 2days into living here we already ripped down wallpaper and redoing the room. Thats because I loath wallpaper. This place is comftable to relax in or go outside and run!

More to come once I unpack more :)

nightmare...please wake me up....

How I deal with things ...I pretty much push the problem and things/people around it away. This time it is David's Family once again. Again they have made me regret trying to forgive them for the first things. His family are the kinda people that want to talk about things...but only when the talking is too late. Hmmm...Too late. So at this time David is mad as well. Ironic. The nicest guy that people know and he is ready to give them up. I am walking away with their grandchildren and not looking back.

I get I am hard headed and stubborn. But to go behind my back to do something that pertains to us...well duh I am pissed. I even wrote I don't really want to talk about it. I don't. I want to walk away and act like they don't exist. Why? Because its who I am. Its my defense mechanize. When I get confronted or even in the explanation of why something preventable happens. I have a very very bad temper. I compare it to a little kid who blows up and everyone around just wants to walk away.I tend to attack when in a corner. Vicious bringing up everything and spitting it back. I am completely aware of my bad habit. Hence why I try not to get angry. I hate hurting people. My temper use to be tons worst starting from 6-8th grade and then my freshman year after almost getting suspended I just lost it. I cured it to a point that was manageable. Not Perfect but I have to be pushed, pushed and then I explode. Guilty. This time just like last time it was all on them.

We are moving into our beautiful house tomorrow. Starting my life over. The only people I need our my family and my parents/grandparents. Plus my loving friends. Do I hurt. Sure. But a little distance crushes the bridges and all they can do is blame themselves. So tomorrow is the big day. We move and this nightmare can end.

We GOT IT!

So it is OFFICIAL on Friday, David and I become proud owners of our new house.

This is the picture I took in the Truck when we were unloading our things. We are owners. Finally! Our trailer is being filled with Mexican Polka. Which fills the Trailer Park well...most of the days that was blared. Not my kinda thing but to each their own.

This trailer was the home that we found in November 2007. We ended up moving in April 2008. Which I was very pregnant with my son. This is the place my son and daughter came home to. The place they uttered their first words. Their first steps. All those teeth and accidents. Getting married. The memories that line that place our unbelievable. The many of miles of walks through Wauseon. The memories there with all my friends. The emotional days I went through. The many days with my kids and learning things. That chapter of my life comes to an end. My life as "Trailer Trash" comes to an end, the lack of privacy and city laws. 7 years so far with my love and we are getting the perfect dream house.

It took work. This journey was very hand in hand with God. The strength and Patience he put into this was amazing. I cannot wait to paint, and make it my own. To savor this new chapter of my life. To savor ever minute. David had to prove himself at work to be a Part-Owner, so I can be a stay at home mom with my children everyday. I may not always be a great mom, but I learn new things everyday. I hand over my doubt and enlighten myself. Blare some Blue October and Secondhand Serenade.

And good luck to me I have white carpet!