I'd Been Gathering Moss...

I never get out of the house. Like, literally NEVER..... it would frighten you if you really knew how little I leave my home nowadays. I like to tell people it's because I work so many hours here and that by the time all of my kids are gone for the day I'm just too tired. Really though, I'm not really sure what the reason is. I guess I'm just in kind of a huge rut right now and have had no real desire to get out of it.

My friend J though, has a real talent for forcing people out of their comfort zone in the very sweetest way possible....



Holy Catfish Batman!!



That's right, I went indoor rock climbing. She really didn't give me much of a choice. She asked me to go on a night that Ace happened to be off work and she was sure to ask me in front of him so that he pretty much had to agree to watch the boys for me.
I must tell you right now that this is NOT something I would ever do normally. I am the LAST person on earth that would volunteer to do anything even remotely adrenaline fueled or involving heights...
I walked into that gym with knots in my stomach and a lump in my throat. J and Vee both assured me that I would NOT plummet to my death. They gave me a quick lesson on how to work the ropes and sent me up the wall!



I made it to the top on my very first try!






J is teh awesome.





It's a little awkward looking, but I never fell once :)



Vee = Sexy Spider Woman.



Party On Wayne.... ;)

Dear Grampa

Dear Grampa,
I'm sorry I always ate all of your dried aprictos...

Thankyou for helping me learn to read, and for taking me fishing, and taking me for walks.

Thankyou for teaching me to play Chess and Checkers and then playing them with me over and over and over... for hours until it was time for a nap or dinner or whatever else.

Thankyou for lending me your itchy sweaters when I got cold.

Thankyou for teaching me about unconditional love and for being such a perfect example of loving completely, working hard and living righteously.

Thankyou for being My Grampa.

There are a lot of other things that I want to say, but those are for you and I alone. I miss you every day, and I think about you all the time. I promise never to stop.

I also promise that in heaven, no one will steal your dried apricots.
I Love You Always and Forever, Your Andrea.


Dudley L Rushton Sr.
Oct 7, 1923 - June 19, 2009

Oh, Tacoma!

For some reason, Facebook is being eeeevil and won't let me post any photos. So, I'm going to post them here instead. Sorry, this post is extremely IMG Heavy!


This is the first time in more than 4 years that my whole family has been together in one photo. From left to right: Athena (24), Abby(9), Mom(She'd KILL ME), Dad(not far from 50...), Rees(12), Corban(14), Me(BWAAAAHAHAAAA!).



Sister, Mom and I. uhhhh.... I should really think about working on my tan, huh?



My Sis Athena and her hilarious fiancee Alex :)



My parents- Not used to seeing them this way.



This is a favorite- Me and my little brothers with a bundled up CJ.



Me and My Gorgeous Mom. If the old saying is true that "if you want to know how she'll age just look at her mother" Then I'm so very SET!



The most loving human being on the entire planet. Baby Brother Rees!



Baby sister Abby. Shes the sweetest little spoiled brat you will EVER meet. ;) I love you Abby.

Me & The Bro being tourist-y



CJ and his uncle Corban!



CJ and his (HOTT!) Nana. :)



My "Baby" Brother. This one came out really fuzzy. :(



My "Baby" Sister.



I love The Corban.



Squishy Baybee NOM NOM!

Big thanks To Heidi, my beautiful cousin for taking so many great pictures for me. I never remember to get out my camera! I have SO MUCH to tell you about the trip, but nap time is almost over and I'm going on 4 hours of sleep after a 4 hour plane ride. I'm sure you understand.

Ooooooh The Barf...

Alrighty!

as of this moment, I have 4 kids napping, one dog puking all over my kitchen and one ginormous headache. Sweet. Life is hectic 'round here people! I hope that some day I can just get used to it.
The kids napping is always a lovely part of the day, though. I get to play on the internets and like, .....PEE. BY MYSELF. OMG.
I don't know what's wrong with the yappy dog but I hope its just a little stomach bug and not like, a stuck plastic toy that she's ingested (a frequent occurrence) or some horribly debilitating disease. Or PARVO.... Good laws I need to stop thinking about it and just make Ace take her to the vet when he gets home. I will worry myself into a panic attack if I'm not careful. See how I am?

CJ and I leave for Seattle in 9 days. This should be interesting. I may or may not have mentioned the fact that I haven't spoken to my father in years... and he will definitely be in the same room as me at least once while I'm there.... Good GOD that freaks me out. I'll let you know how that one goes. *Does the Crazy Eyes face*

I feel like I'm all over the place with this entry. Please bear with me. I have the dumb today. It's a pretty bad case.
So my 3 year old has been stolen by the body snatchers and his evil clone is wreaking havoc on my poor little home. I'd been meaning to talk about this for awhile now. He's gone from my sweet, quiet, happy little man into a LOUD LOUD ANGRY little grump. He jumps all over furniture. He throws his toys. He WILL NOT SHARE. He hits. He tries to hit ME. (HOO boy don't even get me started). He argues about everything.
Even the most mundane thing like putting on shoes is now a full scale battle complete with blood curdling SHRIEKING.

Now, I apologize for all of the caps and italics but OH MAH GAWD PEOPLE!!!


"Who, ME? What are you talkin' 'bout woman? I would never do any of THAT. Now GIMME A OREO AND NO ONE GETS HURT."

Now this squishy little angel, on the other hand-

"Don't worry, Mama. I will never do that to you! I promise never to turn three. I will stay this little and round FOREVER!"

*SOB-HICCUP*