Lee Jeans

As you all know, I LOVE my sisters. Every last one of them. There is nothing better than being related to your best friends. I used to spend gobs of time with them, and I don't now (something about working full-time or some horrible excuse like that...)

When my sister Liz was in Oregon, I would have my Liz Withdrawal days, and now that Jess is in Provo, I have Jess Withdrawal days.

But today, today I have Jeanette withdrawals.

I singlehandedly credit Jean with saving my sanity when I had 3 three year olds. That was back in the day when my husband worked full-time plus, and went to school at nights. He was an awesome dad and husband, but the days were still long and hard. It was also back in the day when gas prices were cheaper, so Jeanette and I would make the 45 minute (30 minutes if you're Jeanette) to each other's houses and visit. We would dream of our next money-making possiblity, some of which included writing romance novels, making crafts, selling cards. We would go shopping at the DI, thought of THOUSANDS of home decorating projects, play at the park with the kids, or visit each other's libraries. We wrote emails to our favorite author, Jenny Hansen. We made each other lunch. We wondered what to have for dinner. We worried about our brothers. We did our makeup. We would go to high-end stores and them dream about how we "could totally make that for cheaper." We refinished furniture. We listened to music. We would dream, and then make a pact that if the other one ever stopped dreaming, we would let the other one know.

I love my sis! I miss her! I miss her kids!

My Monday Five:
1. ALL of my sisters. I could/should write a tribute to all of them. They make my day.
2. My family. I love my kids and husband. I'm glad for the time that I did get to spend with my kids ALL day long!
3. Rainy weather.
4. Thursday off!
5. Going to bed early tonight!

Who Am I?

There have always been 3 "hates" that have defined me:

1. I hate pets.

2. I hate sewing.

3. I hate gardening.

Recently, however, I have had a love/hate relationship with a couple of my hates. For instance, I hate pets. Then we got kittens. Yes, they took over the kids' bathroom (now the "Kitty Bedroom"), they poop and stuff (but in their litter box), and they have their toys all over the house (chewed on straws, paper wads...). And, they really want to get on the kitchen table, which is such a big, HUGE no-no for them at our house. One time one of them DID make it to the table and even SNIFFED my food. Ewww! But this is what's weird: I STILL ATE IT!!! My husband even volunteered to trade dinners, because he knows how I feel about pets sharing MY FOOD on MY TABLE, and the kids put the kitten in time out (their "bedroom").

I have to admit, though, I kind of like them. Love, them, even. They are now part of the family. Truly, how cute are they?



Then there's the sewing. I have often said that sewing was put on this earth to personally torture me. My sisters all love sewing. My mom loves sewing. My dad even loves sewing - he taught me how to make a puppet once. But me? HATED it.

Except lately I've been making doll clothes for Bryn's dolls and staying up way late to do it. Because I'm enjoying myself, not because I have to. And the other day, I made this:


It was so fun! But I thought I hated sewing!

Gardening, however, I know I still hate. This is what happens to flowers I plant:


Needless to say, I don't quite know who I am anymore. Do I like pets? Do I like sewing? I know I hate gardening.

It's okay to change, though, right?

What "hates" define you?

I Had a Great Idea for a Post...

But don't have my pictures available, so oh well.

But here's my five:

1. Walks with my husband in the evening.

2. A rodeo on Thursday!

3. Homemade tortillas. I made them over the weekend from Money Saving Recipes. Sooo good!

4. My sisters. I can always count on them!

5. Seriously so blessed. It makes me laugh.