&*(@#^&*% House, I give up......you win.

Seriously. You win. Whatever you want. New foundation, new floors--hell if you keep going I will give you a new set of owners. The question is....will you screw them over too? Derrick and I took the bathroom sink out tonight to pull up the rest of the subfloor. Guess what we found?? Not only is the shower leaking, but this must have been a problem for some time, because a huge peice of the original floor was gone, and replaced with hardwood. It also has wrecked the floor around the toilet. Fast foward. Derrick and I are putting the sink back in. We put it all together. We turn it on. It works!!! Whoooo hooo!! We look down. The stupind, @&#@!(& sink is leaking!!!!! We looked at eachother. Derick slowly reached around and turned the water off at the base of the sink and says "well, we can use the kitchen sink from now on". I didnt even fight back. Oh well. It needs to all be done anyway. At least we can afford (somewhat) to fix things like this now. At least it didnt happen two years ago, when we were still flat broke.

We had the "baby" talk last night. WE were talking about adding on, and what we forsee for room. We were talking about what room would become what, and if we needed the extra bedroom. A big part of me wants Riley to be an only baby. Not that I didnt enjoy soblings, I just cant imaging sharing the love and emotion I feel for her. I know that I can, dont get me wrong, but its a hard thing to think about. I think that Derrick and I are thinking alike, in the fact that if we deciede on having another, we want it to be soon. I would rather go through three years of diapers, instead of ten. I think that Derrick didnt want to say much at first, and I am hesitant to make any decisions right now, so we said we each would think about it, and talk more later.

I think that for me I want to just be pregnant again. I miss the belly. I miss the movement of that little life inside of you. I miss the clothes. The cravings. The awestruckness of realizing that you, and you alone, are sustaining a life. I remember the moment that I first saw Riley. Vividly. I remember Julie holding up my head, and holding down the curtian, and seeing that little head on my belly. It gives me chills to think about it. I remember Derricks first words to her..."you have a blue four wheeler at home". Things like that make me ready for another, but then again the next would quite possibly be our last. Can I handle an entire pregnancy knowing that? What happens ten years down the road, when I am feeling the baby urges? Its to much to think about.

Derrick and Riley are going to Tony and Cindy's tomorrow. Derrick is going to help wire the garage. I am going to stay at home, and relax. And clean. And clean. I am hoping to get a picture order placed, and scrapbook some of the ones that I have here. I really need to find page protectors for Rileys album, so I can put all my pages in it!! I am really looking foward to a mommy-free day tomorrow. Just me and the dog. Just like to olden days! I know that I will feel a little lost and lonely without her though!!

Well Its after midnight. I am off to bed, to read. Riley is in the big girl bed now (her crib, in her room) for the second night, and I can hardley sleep cause I keep checking on her. Its crazy, cause I have the moniter on, so I can here her clear as a bell, just like she was in the room with us. I guess its just strange to know that shes not......

Normal? Really?

I think it has finally ended. The bad luck, the breaking appliances. I think it might be over. Hold on, I am going to go knock on wood.....

I totally cut my hair off last night. Its gone. Well not all of it, but a good ten inches. It was getting to be too much! I needed a break. Plus, and this is hard to explain, I think that I needed an updated look. I look around at some of the people that I work with and I think that they look so polished, so professional, and here I am with my hair still wet, thrown up in a ponytail, cause there is no way I am spending the hour and a half it takes to dry all that hair. I am digging hte new cut, but I think that I want to get some more layers cut into it. I think that i need to adjust to it a bit more first.

My blog ate the bathroom pictures... I will post them, or attempt to post them tonight. I also have a cutie pattootie picture of Riley that I will be posting.

So no big plans this weekend. I am thinking that I will stay home all day tomorrow. I am thinking (notice I said thinking) of getting the house all cleaned up tonight, so I have nothing to worry about this weekend. Derrick is goingto Tony and Cindy's Sunday, they are supposed to work on some wiring together. Riley and I are supposed to go with, but I am seriously considering staying home by myself, and letting the two of them go together. It would be really nice to have a little break from the norm. Course I dont know what I would do, but there has to be something. Sleep...scrapbook....read.....hmmmmm... sounding better and better!!

Well laundry is calling. Screw that, the whole damn house is calling. And to think I had it looking spotless just last weekend.....

Normal? Really?

Turn OFF The Water!!

Things have to start looking up now. They have to. We are the proud owners of a brand spankin new outta the box 50 gallon water heater. Sure there is a orange cord running from it, through the bedroom, through the living room, throught the kitchen, to the pantry, to the breaker box. But, by God, the thing is in. And I have hot water. And no carpet.

Derrck woke up yesterday morning, and the water heater was "trickling" water. Translation: flooding. Riley and Derrick went and picked out a new water heater, and Derrick and I put it in last night. Derrick's departing words at 8:00 when he went to get new pipes were "Dont rip up the carpet." Guess what? I ripped up the carpet. It was soaked. The subfloor was soaked. We also foud out that the shower was leaking. I am having flashbacks of the "Money Pit". OUr house is to cute to have this happen!!

At midnight last night, I finally stopped pulling carpet and sat down on the edge of the tub, teary, and told Derrick that we officially have a creepy house. I can see through the floor in the bathroom to the crawlspace. Yuck.

So am hoping that future posts will be happier. Until then I will leave you with the ick pictures of my sad little bathroom :(

Drama, Drama, Drama

Can I just say that I am sick of it? I know better than to post what its all about here, but I am sick of all the drama!! ARGGGHHHH! Okay... feeling a little better... well, not quite. Maybe after tomorrow??

The new dryer, in all of its glory has arrived. I had these huge ambitious plans tonight, which included me washing and folding loads and loads of clothes. Has not happened yet. Seriously doubt that it will. I am ready for bed already.

So the search is still on for the prestigious water heater. Meanwhile, the floor in the batroom is still wet. I guess thats the way it goes...

Riley stayed with Grandpa Moll today...he took the most adorable picture. We will be trying to locate an email address for Dee Brown and emailing it to him. She certianly is one of his cutest fans.

Well uneventful blogging day huh? Kinda boring if you ask me. Ehhhh... such is life.

I hate being sick

Seriously. Hate it. Despise it. Loathe it. I hate the feeling where your head is in a jar. You hear everything around you, but its muffled. You can't stop your nose from running. Everywhere. Your nose is raw from constant blowing. You cant taste. You get to the point where you hate being in bed, and no longer want to "rest". Why is it rest anyway? You cant breathe, your constantly blowing your nose, and you cant stop coughing when you lay down. Lot of rest that is. Rant over.

Even through this snot induced haze, I have managed to scrapbook some this weekend. I will post pics for you here, for your veiwing pleasure. As always, I have posted them at http://www.twopeasinabucket.com/userprofile.asp?user_id=107279 as well.

So my new dryer is on its way home. Thank goodness. I have a load of wet clothes waiting for that bad boy. Hopefully my new water heater will come home tomorrow. I think that this is the first "joys" of homeowning we have had. I think that we should consider ourselves lucky. I think that Derricks just mad, cause we were going to use some of this money to start on the foundation for the addition. We are just going to have to watch what we spend, and we will get it saved back up in no time. Translation: no sneaking checks to the scrapbook store.

Well I am going to drag my sick self back to bed. As if I hadnt been there almost all day already.....

Good luck? Bad luck?

I swear Derrick and I have the worst luck. Ever. Period. Once we start to get ahead everything starts breaking. It never fails. Usually its a vehicle. This time its household appliances. After Riley being sick, Derricks mom being in the hospital, I finally caught the sick-bug. I went to work yesterday. I attempted. I failed. I got home and there was a huge puddle of water under the hot water heater. I went to bed. I got up late last night, and dried a load of clothes. The dryer started screaming again. I swear I am going to start a freak show at my house. I can see the title now "Amazing dryer!! Screams like a pig in heat!! Leaking water heater!! Only leaks when you arnt looking, so you cant tell where its coming from!!! Come one, come all, see all the freaky appliances!!!" So anyway.... I started the dryer this morning and when it shut off, I went to get the clothes out, it smelled like something was burning. I unplugged it, but I am still a little worried about it. Guess we dont need clean clothes for next week? I am thinking that I will wash everything, drop Riley off and grandma and grandpa whites, and take it all to the laundrymat, so that it will all dry at once. Fun. I am sure the laundrymat in Villa Grove is first rate! I think that Derrick and I will be dryer shopping this week.

We still have not heard from Brian. I cant help but wonder what he is going through. Even though Brian is "macho" man, I have seen the emotional, tearful times more than I can count. I have to admit there was a time I didnt know what to think about Brian. When stacy and him started dating, it felt like we all grew closer. I think thats the Brian that is still around now. I have to admit, I am really worried about him and Lisa. I think after the pscho you want to evaluate every person that he dates. He doesnt need another psycho. I am worried about her not coming to the going away party on Sunday. I am sure that there is some reason behind it, but it just doesnt feel like she was being as supportive of him as I think that we would all like to see. I really like Lisa though, and think that she would make a great sister in law. Course I have to admit, at this point I still want Stacy!!

So I am doing the "great" cleaning today. I just spent the last hour and a half cleaning out kitchen cabinets. I dont know what it is about Derrick and I, but we can empty a box of food, and then we leave it! I had so many cracker, granola bar, fruit snack boxes, I could build Riley a fort! I still have the floors, the kitchen table, the fridge, and the pantry to go. Yuck. Then I might move on to the living room, but I am also feeling all my paper (scrapbook) call my name!!

Well I guess thats all the rambling for now....see what happens when I miss a day??

Geting Better??

I think some of us are!

Riley seems to be improving. She is not coughing quite as much, so I think that the steriod is helping. Jen (Rileys babysitter) called me today, there is some concern that her little girl may have RSV. Derrick is home tomorrow with Riley, so there is no concern of her being to close before we know the results of the test. I am hoping for Savannah's sake that its nothing more than the bronchitis that she was diagnosed with today.

Derricks mom had her surgery late this afternoon. I talked to her late this evening. She said she is sore, but doing well. Her doctor has yet to discuss the results of her CT scan with her, so we dont know the extent of the bleeding at this time. It must not be to bad, because they are talking about releasing her tomorrow.

Brian has taken off for the sunny beaches of San Diego. Okay so more like the icky beaches of basic training. We have yet to hear if he landed okay, but I am assuming that he is not allowed to call. Meanwhile his psycho ex-wife is causing some havoc. She is up to something. Plain and simple. She is NOT to be trusted. She is saying that she is "haivng such a hard time with this, and doesnt understand why". She had an easy enough time sending him to jail, right? She is so sneaky and wrong, I find it hard to believe a word she says.

So i finished a new scrapbook page last night... I will post it here for your viewing pleasure. Major kudos to our photographer, Amber, for the awsome pictures. You totally Rock!! (did I just do my first blog "shout out"??). Anyway here you go.....

Sickness, Sickness, all the sickness

Does it ever end? I dont think that this part of parenthood was fully explained to me. I was not prepared for this. We were up late last night, making friends with the nebulizer, and the patient advisory nurse. We went back to see Dr. Roberts today, and thankfully all the RSV is gone. Dr. Roberts does think that she has developed asthma, so we are now starting a steriod in addition to the abuterol. Such is life. Poor little thing. She is finally sleeping, and peaceful, and seems to be feeling fine.

So after driving from home to work, back to Tuscola, and back to work, I am finally safe and sound right?? Guess agian. Derricks dad called this afternoon, and mom was being admitted to the hospital for internal bleeding. She has been taking coumadin ever since they found the blood clots, and they think she has developed an intestinal bleed as a side effect. Pretty big side effect if you ask me. They are going in tomorrow morning to place an umbrella filter in one of her veins. They are stopping the coumadin therapy, so they want to have a "stopper" in place in case one of the blood clots would come loose. This will prevent the clot from reaching her brain, heart, lungs ect.

Then the Illini had to go and loose. Those poor guys. I just feel like we are all hyped up from last season, and its so much pressure when they loose. I am thinking that this grossly effects our chances at a big ten championship this year. Poor guys.

Brian also left today. He came over late last night. I feel so bad for him leaving everything he knows, and venturing into this great unknown. I think that the Marines will be good for Brian, but that it will be an adjustment. I told him that we would write letters, and that i would bake cookies for him. We cant send him anything while he is in basic, so I will have to eat his cookies for him for the next 13 weeks. After that, I promise to stop eating and start sending.

Well I guess thats enough trauma drama for tonight. Better luck tomorrow.....