For Rae- 5 memories aka stories from my past for Jenny!

Rachel has requested FIVE memories, and Jenny has requested to hear some stories about my past, so I get to kill two birds with one stone!

1.  When I was like 12, we were at a family reunion for my mom's side of the family.  Her brother is a cowboy.  A handlebar mustache, boots and spurs, beer drinking cowboy.  One day, he took me and 2 of my cousins out for a horse ride.  On the ride, he 'sensed trouble' and rode up ahead.  He found a big ol' rattle snake, so he did what any normal person would do.  He killed it with rocks, and took it home, skinned it and cooked it for everyone.  It was tasty.

2. How John and I met is the best memory of all!  I was busing tables at a restaurant called El Charro, and he came in with some of his friends to eat.  He had just returned to EAC, and his friend, Justin wanted to help him find a girl.  Justin was always asking him questions about what he liked.  When they came into El Charro, and John saw me he told Justin, "THAT is my type" or "someone like her".  I can't quite remember the wording. 

We met the beginning of January, and my sister and brother in law were over for new years.  They were talking about who would be a good catch for me.  They said, 'I wonder what John Davies is doing, he'd be a good catch for you". (they went to EAC with him before his mission)  So when I saw him at EL Charro, I thought he was SO CUTE and I wondered if THAT was John Davies, because I kind of remember seeing him in his college days with my sister.  When I saw him I remember thinking, "Maybe I WILL marry John Davies". 

So we met and I think we were able to stay 'just friends' for about a week.  And then we were boyfriend and girlfriend.  And he made a bet with his friend, Justin, that we wouldn't kiss until Valentines Day, which was a little over a month away.  I think we probably lasted without kissing for two days.  But John REALLY didn't want to lose the bet or he'd have to make breakfast for Justin for a week or a month or something.  So we secretly made out for about a month, and Justin had no clue.  We didn't tell Justin about our secret making out until we'd been married for like 5 years.  I think he was mad!

3. Living in Southern Arizona, we didn't get much rain.  But I remember the summer before my Junior year in HS, I had the BEST group of friends ever.  And one summer evening it rained a lot.  And when  it was done raining, I went out with all of my friends and we walked the streets for hours.  It was a big deal because it was cool enough to be outside in Thatcher in the summer. And when it rains in the desert, the smell it creates is just fabulous.  I think that is one of my favorite high school memories!

4. I remember when John and I were newlyweds, he had a stash of fireworks.  And sometimes we'd invite my little brother over and we'd go to various places and set them off and hope not to get caught.  And one time, when John and I were bored, we got this one firework that we had no idea what it did.  And we went in the backyard of where we were living to light it.  As soon as we lit it, it went straight up in the air making really loud noises.  We didn't even see what the firework did, because as soon as it shot up, we took of and ran inside. John was grabbing all the fireworks and hiding them in case the cops came.  It was funny.

5. Growing up, behind us there was a large desert area that my Dad would take us to.  Sometimes we'd shoot guns, climb the mesa's or just go on walks.  One time when it was just me and him just going on a walk, he found a dead snake.  I am scared of snakes.  He picked it up and said,  "Camilla, look!  A snake."  And I FREAKED out.  I took of running back to the house.  It was probably about half a mile or so back to our house and I was probably about 9 or so.  He said that I took of running on my tiptoes.  I didn't stop until I got home.  I remember seeing the snake and then bursting into the kitchen door with my mom having a very worried look on her face, but I do not remember the run home.  Like I said, I do not like snakes.

Maya's favorite song

So, I realized I left Maya out of the storytelling yesterday.  So here's a funny story about her. 

When she was a baby, Maya would always cry in the car, as most, if not all little babies like to do. When she was like 2 weeks old, no lie, we realized that their was a certain song that would ALWAYS make her stop crying.  The song:  Mr. Roboto by Stix.  She'd be crying and crying and as soon as we'd turn on Mr. Roboto, she'd instantly stop.  It was magical, and it was fabulous.  About a week after this discovery was made, it was no longer magical and fabulous.  It was more like, "I swear if I have to listen to that bloody Mr. Roboto song one more time..."  But it worked, and it always worked.   A time finally came when she stopped crying in the car so much and Mr. Roboto was no longer necessary.   It was a blessed time.  After a little break from Mr. Roboto, w were able to listen to it again, just for fun.  But then something happened and Maya learned how to talk.  And lately when she's sad in the car she yells at me, "boto! boto! boto! boto!  mom! mom!  boto! mom!  BOTO!".  So as you can guess, I put on the bloody boto song.  Listening to Mr. Roboto is better than listening to a nagging 1 year old.  It's still her favorite, and I'm still sick of it.  What a weird song for a little newborn-18 month old little girl to like. 

Conversations You Never Thought You'd Have...

This evening, as I was making dinner, Lily came in and said, "Mom, Izzy pooped in the driveway".  She already pees everywhere (outside), so unfortunately, I instantly believed her.  I went outside and there it was.  Izzy had, indeed, pooped in the driveway.  (for those of you who don't know, Izzy is 4, and should know better)  Thankfully, it wasn't in the MIDDLE of the driveway.  She had enough sense to go poop in front of the little bush at the end of our driveway.  Let me just tell you though, it was a turd of incredible size for such a young, dainty little girl.  If I was her, and had that thing knocking on my bowels, I just might drop whatever I was doing and poo right there in the middle of everything as well.  But not really, cause that's gross.

(ps: I made her pick it up with a tissue, and throw it in the dumpster)


Tonight was Lily's open house for school.  She went outside with a few friends and played on the playground while we listened to the teachers presentation.  It got dark while they were outside.  On the way home, she told me that she was a little scared.  But she feels safe with boys.  Then she said that she feels safe with boys she has crushes on, because they are like her Knights to protect her.  NO LIE, she really said that.  Tonight, she happened to be with TWO boys that she had crushes on, so I'm sure that she felt extra safe.  Good job Patrick and Will, for being Liliy's Knights of the evening. 

I think I have my hands full!

Back to School!

It's back to school time here!  I really shouldn't use an exclamation mark in that phrase.  Back to school means I'll probably be blogging more as John does homework, which is good for YOU, the reader.  That is, assuming anyone cares, and I still have readers. wah wah. 

I am low on blogging ideas though.  So here's what we'll do.  YOU tell ME what you want me to blog about, ask me any question about anything, and I SWEAR that I will answer the questions in order of how they are asked.  That might make this blog a little funner....right?  woo hoo!  And since you know I'll answer ANYTHING, try to not get me in trouble around here, and don't ask me anything TO naughty or controversial. lol.  Let's do it!  It'll be fun!

Controversy

"A man can no more diminish God's glory by refusing to worship Him than a lunatic can put out the sun by scribbling the word, 'darkness' on the walls of his cell."
~ C.S. Lewis

I have been thinking about blogging about something for a while now, but have not.  It made me wonder what people would think of me.  I have thought about my audience, and how none of them would agree with me, and some might even like me less, but I have decided after reading that quote today, that I am going to blog about it.  Because it is after all, only my opinion.

I don't care if gay people get married.  (gasp!  shock!)  I just don't.  As a member of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints, I fully realize that I am supposed to be against this, but I am not.  One of the big reasons that I have been taught to oppose this, is because it 'ruins the sanctity of marriage' or something like that.  But if you think about it, there are husbands beating, and even raping there wives all over the world RIGHT NOW.  I think that defies the sanctity of marriage even more than two same sexed people in a loving, respectful relationship.  And I don't care what OTHER marriages are doing.  All I care about is MY marriage.  MY marriage is sacred and MY marriage is eternal.  MY marriage is just what I want it to be.  Other marriages do not bring my marriage down.  

I could get into this issue SO MUCH more to share my opinion more deeply and get into detail about everything, but no matter what I say, people will try to debate me, and I'm not opening a debate.  I've been there, and done that and my beliefs haven't changed.  So this is my opinion that I am sharing.  Everyone has different beliefs, we should all have the right to be happy, despite our beliefs.

Mom on Meds

I have totally blogged in the past, about my post pardom depression I have suffered with Maya.  I was nursing, so the only anti-depressant I could take was Zoloft.  Zoloft took the edge off, but I still wasn't good.  When I finished nursing, I was like YEA!  Finally!  And I went straight to my Dr. to get some Celexa.  I took Celexa previously and it worked way good.  Anyway i didn't mean for this to turn into a big story about what meds camilla is taking.  I just wanted to let you know  that

THE CELEXA IS WORKING

The light has come on.  I know that for a lot of people talking about PPD and being on meds is totally taboo and people do it in secret.  But I have come to the  point where I feel comfortable talking about it and I think we all should.  Having babies MESSES STUFF UP and it's okay to take something to put it back where it should  be.

Let me tell you how I KNOW the Celexa is working:

1. I don't sleep like a teenager anymore.  Saturday is my sleep in day, (sunday is johns)  I can hardly take my sleep in day anymore. Since I'm not depressed, I can't sleep 12 hours straight and lay in bed like I have no will to live.

2.  I have actually gone to the grocery store at like 8 am before John goes to work so I can go w/out kids.  I used to judge you, Kelly Crowder, and be like how can you DO THAT?   how can you shop so early? but now i know!

3. My productivity has gone up like crazy.  On sunday, before my 1:30 church, i made homemade hummus AND wheat thins, AND did a craft with the kids to send to Grandma.

4. (this is a big one)  I don't take naps.  I used to need naps EVERY DAY without fail.  And I always thought I was my  thyroid problems, that I was tired from that.  But since i've been on these meds, I  habitually try a nap,but I just don't need it. (my kids love this)

There are many, many more things that I could  write about, explaining how much better I feel right now, but it might get to long, and I like short blog posts.

Unfortunately, it hasn't fixed everything.  I still HATE taking Lily shopping.  She is so picky and some things just aren't 'her style'.  Luckily, the girls have a patient dad, and I'm pretty sure that in the teenage years, he'll be doing the shopping with the kids.  I hate shopping so bad, and I just can't take it.

Anyway, some of you might think this post is weird, but for me, after having lots of depression for a long time, I'm feeling like I'm on cloud 9.

Not on the Over-Achiever List

Remember when my blog was new, and I blogged lots?  That was fun.

Today I am blogging about my experience at the library.  I took Izzy and Maya to the library for story time, but there wasn't story time so we just stayed and played.  I dropped them off at the kids spot and went over to the magazine section.  I ended up grabbing O Magazine because they only had People in Spanish.  Seriously?  Spanish?  Then I went back to my kids, plopped down and proceeded to read while they played.  But as I was reading, I noticed something...something that I thought was weird.  There were 4 other moms there with their kids, and they were PLAYING with them.  They were reading books and doing puzzles with their children.  Don't get me wrong, I totally play with my kids all the time.  The thing is, if I wanted to read books to my kids and do puzzles, I would just stay home.  I take them to the library to let them play with the new, fresh toys, so that I can get a break.  I was totally feeling like a bad mom being the only one in the kid section not playing with my kids.  The question is, did  I stop reading and go do puzzles with my kids?  Nope.  Cause they were happy being on their own.  And even though I felt like the other moms were judging me for enjoying my magazine (which they probably weren't), I know that I'm a good mom.  And reading O Magazine every once in a while while my kids play at the library makes me a BETTER mom.

(the one in the background reading all alone, that's me.  Bo-ya! lol)