How do you get video's to upload??

Okay so, I'm annoyed. I have all these cute video's to share with grandparents in other parts of the world and I cannot get blogger to upload my videos. AND I know people do it....cuz I've seen them. So I did a little digging to figure out the problem and apparently its an issue they are aware of but have not resolved. The most recent update on the matter is from 2 years ago!!?? I guess what bothers me is that they are still offering it as a feature on blogger. Yet they haven't been able to fix why it sometimes works, but mostly not. I feel silly whining about this...I'll be honest. But right now, exactly right now...I just don't feel embarassed enough to stop venting about it. **SIGH** I'll be fine. Afterall 20 years ago video cameras were a novelty....I should be grateful.

7 Random Things about me

So Heather tagged me and in keeping with the rules shown below here is her blog http://familyofhatchlings.blogspot.com/
So my 7 random facts about myself are....

1. I encourage myself to lose weight and have a healthy lifestyle with a sticker chart much like my daughters potty chart. At the end of the day if I have followed in pursuit of the goals I have set which are 1. Eat all meals before 6pm 2. Drink half the recommended amount of water per day (because I am having reasonable expectations of myself and will work up to 8 cups eventually) 3. Write in my journal at least weekly about my life and my progress 4. Work out 5 days a week 3 of them are areobic and 2 are strength training. 5. Eat at the kitchen table, then I get to have my sticker. It has been strangely motivating....and when I don't get a sticker at the end of the day I've committed to not have an all or nothing attitude and try again the next day.

2. I am one of a kind... I have no whole brothers or sisters. But I have 4 half brothers, 4 Step brothers, 3 half sisters, and 1 step sister. Crazy huh! For the record though the 3 brothers I was raised with I don't think of as half brothers....they're my brothers through and through!

3. I involuntarily squeal when I'm excited. During my childhood my mom noticed that when I was watching an exciting part in a movie or about to go do something fun, Christmas it happened a lot, I would let out this squeal of excitment. As an adult I have been able to control it a little better. When I feel it coming on and I'm in a place where its not quite appropriate like Church, or in the grocery store...I can make myself squeal on the inside rather than letting it out audibly.

4. I rub/itc the right side of my forehead/eyebrow with the palm of my hand when I'm frusterated, overstimulated, or tired. Its one of my "tells"!

5. My favorite kind of jokes are PON (Play On Words)jokes, according to my husband, he discovered he consistently gets a laugh out of me with this kind of joke.

6. I get road rage at slow drivers. I can be in a perfectly lovely mood but if I come aross someone who is going slower than the speed limit I feel deep deep anger at them! Then I go on a tirade (in my head) and what I would say to them if I had the chance. I've imagined even fashioning a sign to look very much like a speed limit sign with a popscicle stick handle to have in my car and shake at them as I pass by....once I can finally pass them.....curse you 2 lane highway!

7. I hate forwards in email. They are a waste of time and effort...I have dial-up internet so if I'm going to take the time to wait for a page to load, it better be good, it better be something that someone wrote to me for me.

THE END

Wasting Time....

This is me waisting time

I have been sucked in. So a friend of mine invited me to view some pictures of her on facebook and I haven't seen her in a long time and I was really excited to see what she was up to now. So I had to join facebook to see them. And then you won't believe the assault that followed. I suddenly get like billions of emails saying so and so has added you as a friend and then you need to confirm that they are your friend and then on and on until you've seen and read everyones pictures and profiles and have a totally dead bum cuz you've been sitting there so long. *Sigh* Really I'm so happy because I found some long lost friends of mine from like elementary school and junior high! Amazing... But my children have suffered the consequences of neglect. Savannah just now got panties put back on after running around in the buff for most of the morning (she is dressed now) and Chase was soaked through with slobber and beside himself with teething discomfort. Then theres like these games people were inviting me to play and I don't know what I'm doing... someone ducked me???/what? Yeah like duck duck goose....and other friends of mine have their own mafia....I just feel like this is making my A.D.D.worse (not that I actually have it) but I think I'm gonna get it...there's all these places to click on stuff and then people are clicking on you and writing stuff on your wall....(panting) I'm out of breath. Oh jeez, I went on there for like way to long, talk about a run-on sentence. I think the whole experience was worse because Joe and I refuse to join the rest of the world with high speed internet. Thats right folks we are on dial-up...so be patient I can't play duck, duck, goose or help you take over any kingdoms until I attend to real life.

Please note the heaping laundry basket in the background of this one.... and there I sit.....I am such a brain washed zombie!

Savannah running for Mayor

Got a deal on pictures for Fathers Day and thought hey why not. I'm pretty happy with them so wanted to share. However I feel that this will be the last time I try to go without some back up. Savannah bless her sweet heart was bored to tears. The picture taking process is really not a problem because she can be the center of attention. But when that part is over and its time for Mom to pick out what picture we want Savannah went to great lengths to entertain herself....
Chase, my sweet boy, was smiley and happy and more than willing to cooperate during the picture process too. He did a great job! I really was expecting more of a struggle with him but again the picture taking process was good...

So we went and had lunch after....the studio requested a few minutes to get everything ready to show us. When we got back there were people everwhere. Standing room only. Okay maybe thats an exaggeration. So we wait another 45 minutes (that is not an exaggeration) in this little tiny waiting room with 3 other families. My stroller is constantly in the way because Savannah is trying to take it for a walk. And my son is ready for a nap and I'm thinking I'm gonna leave... you people suck. But I didn't want to do that because its not like I can just run back over when its convenient. Its an hour drive from Hamilton. Not to mention the whole reason we went was to give a picture to Daddy for Fathers Day and that wasn't going to happen if I left. So I stayed.


Sigh.... Then Savannah started to meet the people. I like to call it "Running for Mayor" because she turns on this charm and will not relent until they have been charmed. Which they all think is really cute and stuff but it makes me crazy sometimes. The waiting room of Sears portrait studio is more like a very small section of the store. There are no doors to close to contain my 2 and half year old. Across the way is the infant section of the store where Savannah thinks it would be nice to go shopping. And there is also an exit to the parking lot right next to where I'm sitting. So people are walking in and out of this door all the time. She is welcoming these people in, she even gave a couple little girls a hug just for visiting sears that day!
Her crowning achievement was when a family with a little almost 2 yr old boy came in and his daddy was in a wheel chair. And Savannah made fast friends with them by playing ring around the rosy circling the wheel chair. They went in to take their pictures. in the adjoining room....again no doors....nothing is holding her back. And of course she is curious. So she peeks in and I'm telling her "Its there turn to take pictures now, you need to stay right there." Okay Mamma is her reply and she seems content just to peek in. And by this time the stinking sales lady is ready to talk to me about our pictures...so I'm doing the head bob trying to give my attention to both events. Savannah really was a good girls for most of it... I'm just relating the "social" encounters she had. So after a while I feel confident she is going to stay still and just watch. As I'm making my final selections I hear this "Vanna's turn now!" (she calls herself Vanna...Savannah is hard to say) and she climbs over the daddy in the wheelchair past the photographer and parks herself right next to that little boy in the middle of taking pictures. What can I say...they all thought it was hilarious...so no harm no foul. But I sure was happy to have everyone in their carseats and driving home.

Piggy PJ's and Pretty Faces.

New Christmas PJ's with piggy feet are making bed time a breeze. Who wouldn't want a pair of these! Whoa that rhymed! Savannah has been busy preparing for a new baby brother and learning all about what it is to be 2 yrs old. She is talking lots and lots and is very passionate about what she has to say.

She is also big into practicing her faces. She likes to stand in front of the full length mirror and see all the things her face can do. Just recently she has added other things into the mix... notice the hand placed under the chin...shes a hoot.

Here she is working her hip action. She was dancing to Uncle Caleb playing the guitar.

In winter we're rounder

First time playing in the snow...She went to her cousins bithday party who lives up in the mountains where there is lots and lots of snow. Daddy helped her get around and pushed her on the sled. Daddy had to help mommy get around too...I was out there to take pictures and found myself almost falling over a couple times.
She really liked this....

She stayed close to Daddy though she still wasn't too sure. And after a about 15 minutes she was done!

"My piggy and me!"

Here is Savannah at 7 months sleeping on the couch with new piggy. His tail still curled then and he was very plush and had the softest pink fur. She loved to play with his tail as she fell asleep. And she still does to this day. There is very little they don't do together.







I made the mistake of answering the phone while Savannah was in the tub. Upon returning I found this. She explained to me "piggy....tubby, in!" And the picture shows the desperate clutch she had when I tried to take piggy away.

Piggy got to stay. I washed Savannah.

Savannah washed piggy. Everybody wins.

Then once piggy was dry... they took a nap.

THE END

The Black Plague

This illness is never gonna leave us alone! Savannah is now sick with it. I thought she got it a little the first time...not that having it once is enough in our family. We have the Black Plague at our house. I really feel like crying as I'm typing. I don't know wether to laugh or cry. It's been 3 weeks of this nasty thing. Savannah has been so brave and down right detemined to not let it get her down. Five minutes after throwing up she is bouncing around the living room happy as can be. She is my hero....I did not feel like bouncing at any point! I guess the most challenging part of her being sick is she doesn't understand to throw up in a designated area like a bucket, or a toilet. I'm the meanest mom shoving her head down over this bucket and saying "Its okay honey, mommy's here" as she is forcefully trying to push the bucket away. Meanwhile I am having dizzy spells (I feel like an old woman saying it like that). I pretty much always have a low blood count but its a little more pronounced when I'm pregnant....and even more pronounced when I've been up all night with a two year old. I almost passed out in Super 1 today, I think I scared the cashier to death....poor woman. She helped me to a bench and got me a cool compress. I felt so stupid. And there is Savannah crying in the store worried about me when she is the one throwing up all day. So today I have a great respect and love for mothers all over the world. My mom is amazing I can't even touch the amount of times shes battled the ugly world of sick children. I woke up today feeling very much in awe of her. How did she do it? Then she says to me...." thats just what you do...you do what you have to for your kids because you love them, theres just no question."

So Sick of being Sick!!!

I think I'm done being sick now. I have been to the hospital twice in less than a week and a half. I'm done being poked and I'm done running for the bathroom....I've done my time. To those of you I have infected I want to send my sincerest apologies. I know the misery you've been through. Everyone is pretty stumped about how you can get what I got twice. So they're checking on some other possibilities....yuck! This time at least I had a perscription for nausea medicine that I started taking immediately upon feeling icky. So the good news is I didn't ever throw up the 2nd time. The bad news is that evidently all that I ingested had to come out some way....if it wasn't coming out my mouth it was gonna find another avenue and it did. Unfortunately I became just as dehydrated as I did the time before. My baby doctor ordered me to the hospital when I said that I was feeling like I was going to pass out even though I was laying down. Two liters of saline later I got to come home and still make frequent visits to the potty. Now I am a little more balanced and am feeling really tired but not so sick anymore. I am tired of the BRAT diet which is bananas, rice, applesauce, toast and am now aloud to eat a little more variety of food. I want to thank everyone who is offered to help run errands and cook my family meals, even do my dishes and laundry....what dear friends I have. Thanks!
I'm pretty sure now I'm on the mend! Just in time for Halloween! Yay!