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Saturday, April 26, 2008

For Andrea who asked for pictures


Easter Morning
Kalaya can't go too long without getting a black eye. She was over due for this one. They were climbing on Irelynn's dresser and it fell over on Kalaya with the T.V. landing on her head. Troy scared me to death because he kept saying the TV crushed her head I had no idea what to expect when I finally composed myself to go see her. I expected to see that her head was flat like a pancake. Luckily it was just a black eye

Saturday, April 19, 2008

Glad I'm alone

I am sitting here in the computer room typing my appraisals and I find myself getting so bored that I start singing all the random information about each property. I'm not even singing it in a good tune. It's such an annoying tune that I'm annoying myself and wish I could stop singing and then before I can stop myself I start conducting my own song with my hands. I'm glad no body is here to witness this pathetic attempt at making my appraisals more interesting.

Sunday, March 23, 2008

So I took some time off from my blogging mostly because I had nothing new and exciting and the other part because I had a miscarriage so I should take that picture of Kalaya down but that is too much work for me to try to figure out how to take it off. The good news is my mom is taking all of her kids to Hawaii when she comes home next April so I have a year to get my beach body. The bad news is I am still eating chocolate and not motivated yet to get that beach body! WHen my mother in law came this weekend for Easter she sent me off to get a Facial while she watched the girls. The Estician (who was Asain) told me I need to eat more vegetables....I think she was trying to tell me something! Ok So I wrote this before I went for a walk at night. Last night my sister and I went for a walk and I don't know what happened but I rolled my ankle and ended up laying in the street. I was with my sister who is super paranoid of what people think so she was kept telling me get up a car is going to see you get up! Why do I have to be so retarded sometimes now I am sitting here in pain with an ankle the size of a golf ball

Thursday, February 21, 2008

I have had a crazy week. I'm not going to write about it because it will take too long but to sum it up. Troy got arrested because of some low life jerk named Steve Hage (I have been calculating my revenge all week. I need to stop that it's not healthy plus I can't sleep) It all turned out ok but I'm still pissed.


I was too lazy to feed her myself. Not my smarest day
This is what happens when Irelynn finds my camera I get random pics of her
I have no words for this....

Monday, February 11, 2008

Kill me now...

Between Troy's warrant for $6,000, city fines, the rain (which finally stopped so my husband can go to work) you would think Heavenly Father would say "Janis has had enough for the moment let's give her a break." oh no. I have reached my limit. I am as we speak sharpening my best knife to slit my wrists. I borrowed my sister's pressure cooker to try it out. As I was cooking Irelynn kept disobeying me so I sent her to time out. Right away she started crying that she needed to go potty. Thinking that she was just trying to manipulate me into getting off time out I told her I don't care pee your pants you are staying there. Next thing I know she did infact pee her pants. As I am dealing with the pee all over the bench, floor and inside Troy's work boots (I'm glad she peed inside the boot. It's a little comic relief from my terrible night!) I start to smell something burning. My dinner totally burned and now I have to scour my sister's pot like mad or buy her a new pot. Side note we researched it online to see what gets off burnt food and apparently soaking it over night in a little water and a dryer sheet is supposed to take it right off. I'll let you know. Irelynn then proceeds to tell me "mom you told me to pee my pants and that's bad. You should've told me to go to the bathroom because it's bad to pee your pants..." Why did she have to pick now to start to listen to what I tell her to do. I need to be taken to the back and put out of my misery

Sunday, February 10, 2008

Girls Night

Last night I went out with the girls to celebrate my birthday. It was so fun to get together with everyone. We went to BJ's and then we went to see Fools Gold. So I don't know what I thought of the movie. I spent most of the time twisting and turning in my seat trying to get comfortable. I think that was more due to the fact that the girl behind me kept kicking my chair. I left the theater wondering if I liked the movie or not. I'm still wondering whether I would recomend it to someone. In the show Best Week Ever they make fun of Mathew Mcconaughey's eye acting which kind of helped ruin the movie for me. I felt dumb as I sat there laughing about the over the top eyes and people would look at me like this isn't a funny part why are you laughing. Over all I think I was more bored than entertained by the movie. And of course no girls night would be complete without some crazy making me call the cops. You all know about the masterbater from the last girls night. Well as Jacille and I were driving home a girl runs in front of the truck screaming help me as some ghetto thug life guy was chasing her. We turned around and called the cops. Rocklin cops sent every officer they had. I think they were excited about some action. We stayed with the girl until the cops came. Apparently she had gone to a concert with this guy and he told her he could kill her and throw her in the bushes and no one would know where she was. She says he then unhooked her seatbelt and pushed her out of the car. Like a dummy he stayed pulled over to the side of the road and waited for the cops to arrive. So I don't know how true her story really was. She seemed like she was in a panic when she was trying to get us to pull over but her story kept changing so many times. So it was an eventful night and calling 911 on my cell phone worked. I got right through.

Monday, February 4, 2008

Over the Hill

Tomorrow I'm going to be 30! It's weird that I am leaving my 20's. It sounds so old but I still feel like I'm 24 and then I take a picture and see the wrinkles around my eyes and my sagging jowels and remember "no I really am 30"