Wednesday, February 13, 2013

Ho Hey

I love that song - Ho Hey by the Lumineers.  Sometimes Ace sings it in his cute little boy voice - adorable!  That and Home by Philip Phillips - I could just listen to those two songs on a constant loop right now.

So my husband started a new job in January.  It's a paycut.  But way better hours.  It's kind of stressful because of the money $$$$.  There wasn't a whole lot I could trim from the household budget.  Except for my craft expenditures.  :(  Whatever, I need to shut up, I have enough craft supplies to probably last me til the zombie apocalypse!  In January I kept crafting < $20, and so far in February I'm at $0!  Go me.  Doing my part to not put us in debt.  Now I make meatless meals 1-2 times a week and my husband can't complain!  Sucka!  Though - scene from yesterday:

Miss E: What is this?
Me: Spaghetti.
Ace: No meatballs?!
Me: No. (eyeroll)
Miss E: Are we eating vegetarian to save money?
Me: Yes. (thinking, you're 6, how do you even know the word vegetarian???)
Miss E: I prefer to eat like a meatosaur!
Me: A carnivore?
Miss E: Yes! NOT like a triceratops.

Because, you know, triceratops ate a LOT of spaghetti during the Cretaceous!

We sold Dh's truck a few weeks ago and bought a Camry.  That alone is going to save us about $175/month in gas!  Sheesh.  I drove that Camry once and decided it was mine.  People, it has leather seats and a sound system 20x better than the Pilot I was driving.  I ordered these teensy narrow booster seats for the kids so they all fit in the back.  It is more work for me, because now I have to buckle all three children in myself, but it's worth it to me!  Leather seats!  I can plug my mp3 player in to the car!  The Pilot is sooooo basic, it doesn't have that feature.  I hardly have all 3 kids in the car at once anyway.  Dh is fine with this because he feels the Pilot is more manly than the Camry.  I think the Camry is sexy.  It is black and the windows are so heavily tinted Dh is afraid I am going to get a ticket.  (Who knew that's illegal here?  Lame, Oregon!)

Here is a sad, sad tale.  Actually it is totally a first world sad tale.  Dh was looking for something last night under the sofa and apparently he put the sofa down right onto his tablet.  No one noticed all day.  But we sure did sit our bottoms on the sofa!  I pulled the tablet out tonight and the screen is totally shattered.  It's stuck on the scriptures.  You can scroll to the next chapter but can't exit to a different app.  Dh now owns the most expensive set of scriptures in the world.  Miss E started crying.  I'm still not sure why.  She is very tender sometimes, very empathetic.  Ace was really bummed because now he can't play Angry Birds.  I'm really bummed because we don't have $300-400 to replace it.  Dh doesn't actually know yet because he has to work late tonight.  Just want you want to come home to, right?



I have been searching for a new girly tv show to watch when Dh is not around.  Vampire Diaries is just not doing it for me anymore.  Suggestions?  I am pretty much limited to what streams on Netflix or Hulu Plus.  I tried Hart of Dixie but that show could not be more cliched if it was called Cliched Cliches Cliche.  Seriously.  OH I did just watch a great movie though - The Queen of Versailles.  Loved it.

Right now I'm reading No Easy Day, the book about killing bin Laden.  Oh my gosh the man cannot write.  He even has a co-author who has supposedly written 4 books.  They both suck!  The writing makes me want to gouge out my own eyeballs, but it's fast reading.  I just really want to know the story.  Somehow I've already read 12 books this year.  (No good girly tv shows!)  My fave so far is Tell the Wolves I'm Home which I sort of expected to hate but ended up loving.





The above two pics are from Christmas Eve, when Dh's family had a great self-defense lesson from my brother-in-law's father-in-law, who teaches martial arts.  I can totally disarm someone holding a knife to my throat.  Cool huh!

 Miss E as a mummy.

 Baby C enjoying a blueberry candy cane Dh found in our bedroom.