Monday, May 26, 2008

Tonsil Question.

Do you have tonsils? If not, after you had them taken out, did you "develop" allergies, or anything like that?

My MIL and I were talking earlier, after Marie asked how long I had had seasonal allergies. I told her that as far as I could remember, only since I was about 12 or 13. Nola asked, wasn't that about the time I had my tonsils taken out? Why yes it is. So I went on to say that I wonder if my Mom had her tonsils still...I don't think she does. Nola said that she doesn't have hers, but she doesn't have allergies, but right after she had her tonsils removed as a teenager, she got chronic fatigue.

So I wonder, does anyone else who had their tonsils removed get anything like that afterward?

Sunday, May 25, 2008

10 Months

Tyrel Ruger. It hasn't REALLY been 10 months since you were born. It couldn't possibly be. Maybe 3, but not 10.

Anywho. You didn't change at all this last month.

The End.


Lets see, You have started crawling pretty good. You've mastered pulling up to stand, and even letting go to free stand a few times. You take steps if someone is holding your hands or if you can "cruise" around furniture.

Your girlfriend turned 17 this month. Happy Birthday Annie!

This one's for you Tommy..hahaha.

You have gotten to where you almost prefer to play on the ground, instead of me holding you. [sad face] .

You got to play in the pool with me once. You really liked it after a few minutes.

swimmy swimmy swim.

You have started eating more people food now. Your favorite thing is broccoli. It is even better than apple. It makes for some yucky diapers though.

You happily played with Annie while your daddy and I went canoing while camping with our church friends. It was the first time I had ever left you that long. About 3 hours. And you didn't even miss me. too much. What? I have to tell myself you must have missed me some.

Ty and Kyleigh while camping.(Happy first birthday on the same day as Annie, Kyleigh!)

Ty while camping.

Well happy only 2 months til the first anniversary of your birth little guy.

Daddy showing you how to bull ride.

Monday, May 19, 2008


Have you ever had a dream more than once...or maybe not the same dream, but almost...or in the same place but something else was happening, and you've never been to this place in real life?
I have a few same theme dreams.
Over the course of about 5 years, I have had about 5 dreams about "tornado season". In those dreams there are tornados everywhere you look, popping up all over the place. Some big, some small, and you can't get away from them. In one dream we were in the house I grew up in, in another it was here, at Doug and Nola's. In another I was between places with nowhere to go.

I have also had dreams where cows are trying to eat me. In one, it was "Grandma", one of Nola's longhorns. She had me stuck up in a tree, and I couldn't get down...Stephen was with me, but she wasn't bothering him, but she was trying to kill me.
In others it was a buffalo. In one I had when I was about 15 there was a "spirit" that kept trying to push me off of some playground equipment to a buffalo that wanted to eat me...I know bovines don't eat people, but in my dreams they do. In another, I was out in a pen with "baby" buffalo, they looked just like full size ones, only they were about knee tall. They were biting little chunks out of my legs while I ran.

I run from things alot in my dreams, a lot it is my oldest brother, once it was my grandma, and she was trying to stab me...but I always run in slow motion in my dreams, I can't run fast, no matter how hard I try. The people chasing me can though. It is just really weird.

Since I have had Tryel, I have had about 6 dreams about twins. The latest being about 3 days ago. I hope it means I will have twins....but we just found out today that I am gonna be an aunt again, my BIL's wife is pregnant, I'm so excited. But now I wonder if the twin dreams were for her..that would be cool, but I want twins too.

Congrats James and Crystal.

Saturday, May 17, 2008


I don't really have anything to write about in particular, so you get to hear me read about my rambles.

Today we went to the flea market. It was fun. I bought 4 new skirts, they were a dollar each, but one doesn't fit. Stephen didn't get to go because he had to work *sad face*.

I would tell about all the new things Tyrel is learning to do, but then I wouldn't have anything to write about for his 10 month post. So here is a picture of him that I took today to compensate.

Okay so that was 2 pictures.

If gas wasn't so high I would either go visit family or get them to come visit me because it has been over a month since my Mom has got to see Tyrel. Hims gotten SO big since then.

My house still isn't clean.

Oh yeah, in exciting (to me) news, we are gonna be having church at my MIL's house tomorrow. I love company. I certainly don't get that from my daddy. I can hardly wait.

Well that was rambly and not coherent.


Saturday, May 10, 2008

Happy Mother's Day!

Yes I know it is the day before Mother's Day, but I feel like posting now, and I know from experience that if I don't post on inspiration, I won't post about it later.

Mother's Day. A time to thank your Mom for all she does for you. To let her know you appreciate all her work and the time she spends making life better for you.

I have two moms now. My mommy, and my mother in law.

To Mommy:
Thank you for homeschooling me. I know it can't be easy to do things "different". Thank you for thinking we were worth the extra work, so that we could be farther from the influences of the world. Thank you for being a "mean mom" and not letting us get away with things just because it's harder to say "no" than just let us do our own thing. Thank you for being patient as I tried to squirm out of my chair whining, because The Cat in the Hat was the longest book in the world. Thank you for taking the extra time to teach us to cook, instead of chasing us out of the kitchen so you could work. Thank you for having lots of kids so I could learn about mothering from you.
Thank you for being here as I became a mother for the first time last July. Thanks for everything that I have failed to mention...which is a ton of stuff. I love you Mom.

To Nola:
Well you have only been my "mom" for a short time...well relatively. I have learned so much from you in that short amount of time though. I have learned that your kids don't have to come from your own womb to love them. I have learned that a house doesn't have to be spotless to feel like a home. I have learned that I want a kazillion animals, including milk cows. I think you have done a great job in raising your sons, and now in these "new" three. They have come such a long long ways from when they first came here. But thank you very much for being a great mother in law, and for raising such a wonderful son for me, and dong all the above mentioned things that my mom did, for him.

Okay, I'm done being all mushy and junk.
Thanks Moms.

Friday, May 9, 2008

Status Quo

Sometimes I feel like I am supposed to be doing more. More what you ask? I don't know.
I feel determined right now. To to what? I don't know. I feel like I could be training to be in the Olympics, or playing guitar, or hunting elk in the mountains...with a bow and arrow, or bull dogging in the rodeo, or breaking wild get the point.

I used to think I would be the best. I would daydream about matter what I did, I would be the BEST. I haven't felt like this in a long time.

I know being a mom is the highest calling God can have for you. It's a very special job. But I feel like he wants me to be doing more...not working, but being more for HIM. I want to radiate God, I want people to FEEL his presence from me.

My Mom once told me that it was prophesied over me that I would play the guitar, and do mighty works for God with music...or some such something. Well that makes sense, I have a passion for music, I Love guitar music...well really any music, but I've ALWAYS wanted to play guitar. So why don't I? I guess I'm scared. Scared of not doing good enough. Scared of starting, because it takes work... Maybe satan has always told me this because I AM supposed to do things for God with it.

My daddy bought me a guitar for my 12th birthday, I never played it....I have one now..but can't play it. I have bought books, but they don't teach me, I have to be shown . Anytime I see someone playing I am just in awe, trying to soak it in. As if only I could watch good enough, I could figure it out, but it hasn't happened.

I don't know what the point of this post is. Maybe it's procrastination so that I don't have to go pick up my guitar and not know what I'm doing again.

Kittens and Other Happenings

We have an over abundance of kittens around here right now. That happens when you have as many cats as we do. One of them would be perfect for my brother Ben, as it looks just like Groucho Marx. Our family knows the Marx Brothers movies by heart, and Ben does an excellent Groucho imitation. (Tommy is Harpo) So anyways, here is a picture of it for you Ben.

In other news, Tyrel said "Mama" last night. Very deliberately. He was fussing and not falling asleep, and I was ignoring him and trying to sleep. He stopped for a second, so I opened my eyes and he was looking at me and said "Mama, Mama"...I melted.

Wednesday, May 7, 2008

Some Cute Pictures

Cute Face
Sharing Daddy's Apple
Family Picture
Mama and Son
Smoothie Mustache "Mama, I don't think I like it"

Tuesday, May 6, 2008

Feeling, not humorous..just funny.

I feel on the brink of a panic attack. I need to find my Bible.

Last night I woke up in the night, and could see lightning waaay off in the distance. I started shaking very hard and uncontrollably. I guess it was a reaction to thinking about when the roof came off. Anyways, after about an hour I fell asleep in the middle of it. Today I have been feeling like I am going to have a panic attack. I refuse to though. In Jesus name.

Our house looks terrible on the inside. Think of the worst mess you have seen and double it.
I don't know where to I don't. There is nowhere I can put Tyrel where I can see him and work...without him getting into stuff, and he doesn't want to be in the Ergo all the time anymore. He wants to be down and PLAYING.

I could leave him with MIL, but I am mommy and don't want to leave him somewhere all day while I work...even if it is right next door, he is my responsibility....and so I do nothing.

We went camping with our church family this weekend...I'll post about it later when I feel more like it...maybe.