"Go ahead ... make my day!"

Our friends Brett and Brian took a bunch of us shooting this weekend. I've always wanted to learn how the load and shoot a gun. I was way nervous at first but felt a little more comfortable after getting the hang of it. I'm actually a pretty good shot. I just think it's smart in any circumstance to know how to use a gun. We shot some riffles, a 357 revolver, a .45 SIG, a 9 mm and a 22. I kinda felt like Martin Short in "The Three Amigos," when he shot the huge gun and flew backward when firing! Ha! A cool experience...

6 Unspectacular Quirks

My friend Carrie Anne did this on her blog. It's so fun to know about peoples "human" sides and strange tendencies. So... here we go...

1. I have a tendency to keep drawers and cabinets slightly open. (Freddy hates this!) It's not that I forget or don't think about it. I think subconsciously I want it to be easier for me to get to it that much faster next time. I hate wasting miniscule time even though I have plenty of time to spare. Weird, right??

2. I hate talking on the phone. Again, I just feel like there's other things I could be doing. My closest friends know this about me. Especially poor Freddy. He'll call me from the road and he'll be sitting in traffic and want some company and I'll be just a total brat when he calls. I thinks it's more of just feeling uncomfortable with pauses or cutting someone off when talking which I do all of the time! Or rather, if you want my attention, I have to be completely committed to you by hanging out or talking face to face. This is why I love blogs! I see what you're all doing... sweet... simple... done. This also cuts down on drama which I also hate.

3. I have more tubes of different kinds of lipstick than anyone you'll know, yet you're lucky if you ever see me wearing it. And I'm super anal when it comes to my make-up. I don't like sticky stuff on my lips. I have to eat. My husband kisses me a lot. I don't like it rubbing off on my cups and bottles. And I've tried the "kiss off" stuff but then it just makes my lips all dry and get all flakey when it's wearing off. I guess that's why I have so many kinds. I'm always trying to find the perfect stuff; 'cause I like the way it looks when I have it on... 

4. I can't stand being too early to things, which explains why I'm often late. (But being late gets under my skin, too.) I like being right on time. I guess I just hate sitting around waiting for things to happen. Let's just get it done and out of the way already!

5. Have you ever watched "A Bug's Life" when the trail of ants are working and a leaf falls on the ground and stops the ants from getting to where they're going? I'm the hysterical ant that freaks out when something gets in my way of getting things done. If I start something, I hate when things keep me from completing my task; which probably explains the whole talking on the phone thing. Like I'll be making dinner and Freddy will walk up and want to hug me and give me a few kisses and I'll get so frustrated with him for keeping me from getting dinner done. He interprets it as not wanting to be affectionate, but I can't enjoy it if something is undone! Get out of my way!!  

6. I love food. I look forward to food all day. So I have to mentally be in a comfortable place and state of mind if I'm going to enjoy my eating experience. I don't know how people eat and drive at the same time. What's wrong with you? At least pull over and savor what your mouth has craved for that moment. Usually if I do get fast food, I have to bring it home, get the kids settled, get my drink ready, put on a show I'm happy with, and get myself  comfy on the couch. 

It's my mental Utopia for me. It's not always like this... I'm a mom. Sometimes you do have to just throw it in you mouth and go. But when I can, I sit and enjoy my meals.

So whatch'ya got? I tag everyone cause, let's face it, I won't call you to find out...

2 Year Old for Sale!

Any takers? Anyone? So I'm human... sue me. I attempted to take Tre and Brooklyn to Disneyland today thinking fresh air and sunshine, with some rides, would do 'em good. Come on y'all, it's frickin' D-land, right? Apparently, I didn't quite think it through. First off, the new parking sucks, big time! I forgot I was gonna have to load and unload my toddlers on and off the tram to the park, WITH our stroller and bag 'o crap. So, I knew that wasn't gonna happen the way Disney thought it would when they recreated the genius  parking structure they did. (And by the way Disney, I'd say about 50% of people have strollers at this place. Can we not invent a stroller safe tram???) So I walked to the park which wasn't that bad until I forgot that I had read it was going to hit 95 degrees today with 90% humidity. So a drenched shirt and two wailing kids later, we finally got there. I met up with my sister-in-laws and was glad they felt my pain when I walked up. We proceeded to go on  the Mr. Toad's ride where I was holding Brooklyn and Tre was tugging on me to pick him up. Of course Brooklyn  was fighting me to get down so gravity was having a tug of war with me.  Tre didn't want to go on the ride until he saw he could drive the car then all was fine. Brooklyn hated it. Cried through the whole thing. Then Tre didn't want to get off and I had to drag him to the stroller. We then went to Alice in Wonderland. Same story except Tre decided to lie down and through a fit in the middle of the exit of the ride. "This is fun!!!" I ironically screamed in his face. "Stop crying!" I'm sure I was the abusive parent everyone observed for the day. Amy suggested we feed them to calm them down. Her and Reta were the better prepared ones as they brought their lunches. I paid $6.45 for 4 chicken nuggets and $7.00 dollars for my drumstick; oh yeah and $6.00 for a diet coke and a water. My stars. Of course Tre ate nothing and Brooklyn ate everything. Tre laid on the dirty ground and kept playing with the trash cans. Awesome. Then we tried the Roger Rabbit ride in Toon Town. Everything was honky dory, and Reta was helping out a ton. Tre seemed super excited since he saw that again it was a car to drive. We got right up to the car and Tre went limp. "NO! NO!" he screamed. So... we went home.  Total visit time... 2 1/2 hours.  Total driving time... 2 hours 15 min. Total time without crying... 20 min. Aching back, sun burned head and two sleeping kids in the back of the car... priceless.  I know that sounds horrible, but can't believe I still love my kids.  I love being a mom and I'm so in love with my family. So I'll keep breathing and with a lot of luck, these kids will grow up to be decent people. But while I'm working on that, no trips to Disneyland for a while...

Monica's on the Tube!!

My sister, Monica, was on the news in Las Vegas this past week. She's opening for Jessica Simpson with her dance studio on the 18th at the Palms. How exciting! Anyway, you get a few good shots of her dancing in this clip. Check it out...

http://www.ktnv.com/global/video/flash/popupplayer.asp?ClipID1=2899653&h1=Details%20On%20The%20Events%20Taking%20Place%20At%20Nina%27s%20Night%20Out&vt1=v&at1=News&d1=119634&LaunchPageAdTag=Promotion%2030&activePane=info&rnd=98171209

Tre's Room

I did it! I finished a room! It was a little bit easier with Tre's room since I already had the pictures and stuff to put up. I think it turned out pretty rad. Brooklyn's is next. (Hey Carrie Anne... thanks for the painting ideas!)

Ladies and Gentlemen...My Son, The Rocker.

So as you all know, Freddy likes to come home after work and unwind with rocking. This one night, Tre went into our closet of instruments and grabbed the other guitar. "Daaa-ee...pway?" A proud moment for a father. So for about a half hour, Tre rocked with dad. He wasn't actually hooked up, but he was feelin' it. Mohawks and Rock Band... that's my boy.