Thursday, September 29, 2011

I have been neglecting this blog, and sooo much has gone on. 

Zac and I separated. 
He moved back to Utah. He demanded divorce papers. 
So I sent them. 
It was the worst thing that has ever happened to me, ever. I was crushed. I literally thought I would die. The pain was just too much. I didn't eat. I didn't sleep. I didn't care about anything. 
Zac got the divorce papers. 
He got them and realized what he was doing. He realized all he wanted was me and Koda. I asked him for the 14651564654 time to come home. 
He did. 

All of it was so terrible. However, it was bad for the greater good. Now Zac knows what he wants. We get along better than we ever have before. We stick together like glue (:  and I love it. 

Monday, December 6, 2010

Love

I am in love, with love, with life, with family, and with holidays. Usually I am a scrooge. Not this year, I broke out the decorations before thanksgiving.
Zac is the most wonderful man ever. Koda is the best child, I wouldn't trade what I have for anything.
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Saturday, November 6, 2010

Garlic Lime Chicken: fix-it and forget-it

This was soo yummy

Makes 5 serving
5 chicken breast halves  (I used legs and tenders)
1/2 cup soy sauce
1/4-1/3 cup lime juice
1 tbsp. Worcestershire sauce
2 garlic cloves, minced
1/2 tsp. dry mustard
1/2 tsp. ground pepper

Mix ingredients for the sauce, put chicken in the crock pot, pour sauce over.
cover, cook on high 4-6 hours

Sunday, October 3, 2010

Pumpkin Chocolate Chip Cookies

I loved this recipe! The second time I made it I was making a half batch and added a 1/4 cup more pumpkin than called for and I liked it a bit better (:

***Update!! I made these a third time and added two cups of pumpkin to it and it made them really super moist and delicious like grocery store status !!



  • 1/2 cup shortening
  • 1 1/2 cups white sugar
  • 1 egg
  • 1 cup canned pumpkin
  • 1 teaspoon vanilla extract
  • 2 1/2 cups all-purpose flour
  • 1 teaspoon baking powder
  • 1 teaspoon baking soda
  • 1 teaspoon salt
  • 1 teaspoon ground nutmeg
  • 1 teaspoon ground cinnamon
  • 1/2 cup chopped walnuts (optional)
  • 1 cup semisweet chocolate chips


Prep Time:
15 Minutes
Cook Time:
15 Minutes
Ready In:
45 Minutes
  1. Preheat oven to 350 degrees F (175 degrees C). Grease cookie sheets.
  2. In a large bowl, cream together the shortening and sugar until light and fluffy. Beat in the egg, then stir in the pumpkin and vanilla. Combine the flour, baking powder, baking soda, salt, nutmeg, and cinnamon; gradually mix into the creamed mixture. Stir in the walnuts and chocolate chips. Drop dough by teaspoonfuls onto the prepared cookie sheets.
  3. Bake for 15 minutes in the preheated oven, or until light brown. Cool on wire racks.

Tuesday, September 28, 2010

It was my birthday

and as usual it was a great day. I love my birthday, yay me (:
this year I got:
  • two movies: Fame, and the forty one year old virgin who knocked up sarah marshall and felt superbad about it. 
  • a necklace
  • a snuzzle, like a snuggie but slight variation. and surprisingly enough I love it
  • Contacts!! best gift ever, though the first few days i was seeing twenty twenty and today my vision seems to keep blurring. boo
  • zac took me to dinner and a movie in grand junction 
  • and my family came over for a birthday party! well, cake and ice cream that my mommy bought me. (a disney princess cake) she also paid for a chiropractor visit for me. 
I sure am a lucky girl. I love my family (:

Tuesday, September 21, 2010

babysitter.

yes, it is true. I AM  a babysitter.

Some of you know how much I adore children; their freakishly small hands, usually sticky with some indescribable substance, quite often pooh. The boogers that free flow, from what seems to  be their entire face, ridden with germs and dirt my two least favorite things.

its true I Loathe children, except my own, so here I am 15 hours into my 72 hour stretch of none stop babysitting. You see I babysit an eight year old, three or four days a week from six p.m. to seven thirty a.m. and, a 16 month old from 7:30 a.m. to five thirty p.m. It is complete and udder madness. while I do sleep in the night while baby sitting, I go to sleep with him there, I wake with him there, and it is wearing.

Currently I am surrounded by blocks which double as missile's hurdling through space with great force usually headed straight for my five hundred dollar designer glasses, waffle pieces and syrup stuck everywhere only god knows why that was the choice for breakfast, and sippy cups oozing all over my furniture and carpets, spill proof is only a myth, it does not truly exist. I have the wonder pets theme song permanently stuck in my head, my only adult companion is the great Stephen King.

Why am I doing this you ask?

Great question.

My life long dream as some of you may have previously read is to be a stay at home mommy. This is the only way to achieve it. While not always pleasurable it is the only way to be home with my little Monster. He is just that, a monster. Since the 16 month old has entered our home he has transformed into a jealous, crying, hitting, baby. THIS IS NOT my son. But I realize he is always the youngest when he is around other children and doesnt know how to react.
I am almost certain he is smarter than the eight year old, who I can barely have a conversation with due to the fact that every other word is replaced with "whatever" as a filler because he has either A) forgotten what he was saying mid sentence or  B) had no idea what he was talking about in the first place or C) cant pronunciation the word....even if it may be something as easy as funniest.
A true test of my patients, the 16 month old doesnt speak at all. at eighteen months koda knew the abc's and was counting to ten, working on colors and shapes. This one, walks around crying. If he wants something, he cries. He wants up on the couch he face plants onto it and cries.  If I tell him no, tears.

Though My sanity is creeping out the door with every word spoken from Barney's Mouth I get to be home with my son. My best friend, the light of my life.

Friday, August 27, 2010

Tired.

Plain and simple.
Tired of my life I guess. But not my life really, just some things in it.
and I know your thinking " change it" but they are things i cannot change.
I hate everyone my age. I just read a facebook status that said lets get drunk and become somebody.
Really? is that how you become somebody? I hate drinking. The boys, drink alllll the time.
I hate living with them, my brother and my cousin, but I cannot afford to live without them.

I want to live on my own. be on my own. That is, with zac and koda.
I couldnt be happier with how my life is going with them. Koda is so stinking cute, has been so pleasant, so funny. Zac is just an angel. always so kind, caring, total 360 from before. Back to the boy i fell  in love with.
I am in love. everyday more in love. and that is great.
My brother was just at my moms and thinks she is cool now. He like her new husband alot.
I dont think she is cool. I think she is embarrassing.
We went out last week to Damiano's, the boys restaurant. She drank wayyy to much. She got so loud and was broadcasting her drama, lying her head on the bar when it got to much to hold it up, chatted with a 6 year old for like twenty minutes. I dont like to take her in public. She likes to drink, bad mouth, and gossip. all things I hate.

I want to go back. Back to st george.
Back to the town where we could be who WE were.
when it was just us.

But i know this is for zac.
this is a huge step in our career thus, in our lives, and that is great.
but where is the forward button, to when we have made it?  and we can be who we are again?
just us. its all i want.