One month later...

Dear Blog,

I want to apologize for neglecting you. I hope you didn't take it personally. Things at the Olivas house are crazy, as usual. Evan and Luke are doing their best to enjoy the warm spring days and forget school, while I am stuck inside with schoolwork of my own.
Jack, Logan and Wes spend their days swinging from chandeliers, running naked through the house, beating each other to a pulp, sneaking candy, and making prank phone calls. Whatever keeps them busy.
I am sad that at this point and time, I have no holiday to decorate for. I despise this lag time of nothing to celebrate. (Just in case you were wondering)
So, my dear blog, although I have not treated you kindly for the last month, I hereby promise to add you back into my life....for the time being.

We'll start fresh tomorrow.
See you then,

Amy

About Me.

Welcome to my blog.

A place where you'll always find an abundance of pictures of my beautiful children.

They're also gifted. All 5 of them.

As a mom, is it ever really appropriate to take the spotlight off of your darling angels? I hope so, because tonight that's what I intend to do.

Bear with me. There will be no method to my rant. No fluid to my writing. No rules.

Get ready for grammatical errors of all kinds.

I'm feeling whiny. Can I whine to you?

Randomness - Part one:

I'm drained and tired. I'm more ready for spring than I can ever remember. I'm feeling cooped up. I am now a student 2 nights per week and I'm doing my best to juggle my studies. I have homework....lots of homework. I have a professor who docked me 2 points last week and I may go postal. My house is a mess. My slippers have holes in the soles of them. The boys went to their beds at 7:45 tonight and Jack just asked for a banana. It's 10:00. I want to live on a farm. I want chickens. I want my boys to have to 'fetch mama some eggs' as part of their daily chores. I want a barn. I went to the hair salon to 'lighten' my hair for spring. First attempt - hooker blond. Second attempt - meth-head orange. 8 hours later I walked out kinda satisfied....but not really.

These are my thoughts.

Almost forgot, I have a new obsession with these shoes. Someday, when I get rich and famous, I'm gonna get me a pair.

Thanks, dear reader. I feel better already.

Goodnight.

My Latest Campaign.

Chew on this:

As we started to leave the dentists office earlier this week, Dr. Fox (the most fabulous dentist in the world) caught up to us and asked me a question.


"Do your boys like sour flavored candy or gummies?"


Thinking she was promoting a new 'sour flavored' toothpaste or mouthwash and wanting desperately for her to think I'm a fabulous mom and my glorious children have perfectly- beautiful teeth, my answer was immediate.

"Oh yes! I proudly exclaimed. They love sour things." Held at her side, I could see a shiny and brightly-colored pamphlet that was about to jump from her hand to mine.


"Well. She said. Her tone no longer bubbly. You need to read this. It's a new study on the effects of consuming fruity or sour candies. It's quite disturbing. I think you may want to change a few of their eating habits."


"OK." I said. My pride had ditched me. I placed the pamphlet in my purse and headed for the car. Head hung low....real low.


Dr. Fox was right, the results of the study and the picture included on the pamphlet were rather disturbing. So disturbing, in fact, that my house has now been cleared of all things sour and most things gummy.


I feel compelled to share this with the world. Who knows, I may go on tour. For now, take a look for yourself. Keep in mind that the higher the pH level, the better. Water is neutral and has a pH level of 7.0. Battery Acid has a pH of 1.0.

The picture above is of an 11 year-old whose teeth began to erode due to sucking and chewing sour candy on a regular basis.

Gatorade made it on the list too...

I also learned that if you held in your hand, the amount of acid in any of these candies, it would burn through your skin.....

...and that if and when you do eat foods such as these, you should NOT brush your teeth for an hour after eating. The acid left behind acts as sand paper and mixed with a toothbrush, will scrub the enamel right off your pearly whites.

What would you do without me?

Please join me in my campaign. "SOUR THINGS SUCK!"

Stay tuned, t-Shirts will be available soon.

By Definition.

According to Websters Dictionary-

Main Entry: projectile vom·it·ing
Pronunciation: \-ˈvä-mə-tiŋ\
Function: noun
Date: 1862
-vomiting that is sudden and so vigorous that the vomitus is forcefully projected to a distance.

But I think they missed a few key points. Such as:

-may happen at an inopportune time. Like five minutes before your child needs to be in his kindergarten classroom.
-may seep deeply into the cracks and crevices of your hardwood floors. This will most definitely cause odor for months to come
-may quite possibly splash up the sides of your baseboards and/or sofa.
-you may leave to get more paper towels and return to find your dog picking out the chunks of hot dog and eating them.
-may happen when you are wearing the only pair of clean jeans you own. You may (inevitably) kneel in vomit.
-may cause surrounding children to marvel....then dry heave shortly thereafter. This will cause the mother to panic and yell.
-may happen the very day your husband left for Pittsburgh on business.

And last, but not least -

-If you are Amy Olivas, all possibilities listed above WILL happen.

Today I....

...Woke with a snuggly boy at my side. A snuggly, WET boy at my side.

Because I love washing sheets 3 times per week.

...Searched high and low for stickers for my children. Because Mommy's stickers (A.K.A. postage stamps) are quite expensive.

...Allowed this child to color on his face. Because he was quiet, the marker was washable, and the time he took allowed me to fix a meal.

...Caught these guys red-handed. Reading. Together.

...Found 2 stowaways in the crib.

...Contemplated, but find myself still wondering why kitchen tables are more comfy than couches or chairs.

...Did my best to talk my husband out of an upcoming business trip to Pittsburgh. Because we need him more than U.S. Airways does.

...Ate my LAST Dove Dark Chocolate With Almonds. Because I needed it and it gets me through the day. Wishing I had a Dove delivery fairy that would come to the house once a week. Really, is that too much too ask?

Today some tasks were a success, while others were instant failure. The entire day, however, was spent with a smile on my face. Perm-a-grin, if you will....

...Because I know a happy secret.

Highlights...

This week had many highlights. Here are just a few ~

First (and my personal favorite) is the completion of a Lego project that took several days to accomplish. I could have finished in half the time, but gluing each and every little piece takes a while. Here it is - Vader's Ride

(I'm sure it has some super-geeky technical name....feel free to inform me, Dec & Ryan)

Wes has a mind of his own and marches to his own beat. Two things he prefers are:

Watching movies from within a Pampers box....

and painting in the nude. We all have our vices, don't we?

Happy Friday Night Party Night!

Happy Birthday, Uncle Dec!

Happy Birthday to the best (and our most favorite) uncle in the

WHOLE

WIDE

WORLD!

Against our better judgement (and having nothing to do with the fact that you dressed as 'Edward' for Halloween and wore skinny jeans), we want to be just like you!

It's a battle our Mommy works especially hard to fight.

We love you lots and hope you have a wonderful day.

Love,

Evan, Luke, Jack, Logan & Wes