my beloved show

so i'm sad. i really love jon and kate plus eight and even met kate a few weeks ago at a book signing. but having watched the season five premire last night, i'm sad that i went and supported her book tour, when i sorta wish she would just stay home with her kids. 

the saddest parts to me where:

1. when alexis said to her dad at her birthday party "daddy i don't want you to leave again!" (oh my goodness! soo heartbreaking!)

2. and when kate was talking about going on book tours and such and she said the other day when she was calling home that one child called her the babysitters name instead. i mean, if that isn't a red flag, i don't know what is. 

3. that they can't work this out, it seems. they seemed before to be such a strong family based on good values of God, love and family. it seems completely different now, doesn't it? and i don't want to pass blame or judge, but it's so hard. 

4. and how could the kids not know what's going on? kids on way more perceptive than given credit for, and honestly, you could cut the tension between jon and kate with a knife. 

i really just think kate should come home. 

on the other hand, though, i love watching the show. i've watched it since the beginning and have been faithful ever since. maybe time has run it's course? those kids are just so stinkin' cute though, right? (aiden is my favorite...)

my heart goes out for them, and it just makes me so sad...it shouldn't end this way, right? 

what do you think?

blech...i think i've given up blogging....

the letter "d"

okay, so there is a lot of stuff swirling around in my head now, thoughts that are so big and so vague right now that i don't know how to pin them down. big things about who i am and such, and it's been bogging me down lately. that said, i don't want to talk about it. it's been a heavy thing so instead...i thought i do a fun post to distract myself. and here ya'll get the lucky inspiration from my ex-roommate (but still holds a dear place in my heart) lisa. she "tagged" me, or what have you to do this post. she assigned me the letter d and i think i am supposed to write a list of my ten favorite things starting with that letter. so here we go! (in no particular order...)

1. davey. most obvious, right? (maybe that's why she gave me that letter!)

2. december. its the snow and the trees and lights and decorations and also my birthday. what can be better?

3. dancing. i love ballet and really grooving to any good song. beyonce always gets my to my feet!

4. dinnertime. and really any mealtime because i love food. (in-n-out shout out!)

5. dessert. also related to number four. its embarrasing how much sugar i can actually consume.

6. doodling. secretly, i am proud of my doodles. and i don't know when it's too old to be doodling in the church bulletin, but i do it every week. i can't help myself.

7. dates. i love goin' out with my hubby. though it's almost be three years of wedded bliss (how corny!) he stills finds ways to romance me. and seeing as these happen less often lately, i really treasure them.

8. daring adventures. okay, i know that my "d" is the adjective, but i had to fit this one in. i like taking in new experiences, like camping or being in a city alone or moving across the country. i feel my heart is always at the ready to take on new exciting things.

9. downtime. the older i get the more i can honestly say that i love being at home. (does this contradict number 8?) i love a clean house, the aroma of candles and a good book. that is my perfect ideal night.

10. drumlines. okay this is random one, but growing up watching the rose parade gave me a love of marching bands. and probably because my lame school didn't have one, i always love watching the bands best. and the drums. did any one else see "drumline" with nick cannon? a classic i am sure, but i loved it.


and there you have it! now let's tag some peeps too...

i'll give ashley an "a"
karly a "d"
corie a "j"
rebecca a "r"
and ruth a "j"

go at it!

and once again, i have a genius husband

because once again, he fixed our mac.

how he does it, i don't know.

all i know that at 9 pm this evening our computer was about in 100 million teeny tiny pieces almost making me dizzy.

and at 12 pm, i have once again entered the blog world from my very own computer.

what a man. ("what a man what a man what a mighty good man...")


sorry, it's late.

if harry really could be my friend....

and i could live in narnia while attending hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry and my boyfriend was a vampire. i think that might just be my perfect life. or something like that. :)

lately, i've been super into reading books. and not only reading them, but wanting to live and experience them. this past winter when reading the "harry potter" series i really wanted to go to london and board the hogwarts express for myself. i wanted to be friends with ron and herminone and go on all sorts of adventures. i wanted to help harry beat voldermort (excuse me "he who must not be named"), well, maybe just watch him beat voldemort. and i wanted to somehow have a wand of my own.

i read "the devil wears prada" and secretly wished i was single woman who got carted around in town cars and wondered which jimmy choos she should wear today. and wished that i could go to paris during fashion week.

and now i am reading "the chronicles of narnia" series and have gotten quite involved with those too. i have visions of seeing narnia for the first time when aslan was creating it. i wish that when i went into my closet it would lead into a snowy wood (or maybe a tropical paradise, but if we are talking about magical closets here, i won't get picky).

this past week i also watched "twlight" and had a sudden urge to meet a vampire. (a nice one though, who was a supposed "vegetarian" and wouldn't want to eat me). what's the deal? i guess these people must be really good writers, because they sure do take me to other worlds!

but all that aside, i do like my little world too. my world of naptimes, mickey mouse, smears of peanut butter and smelly diapers (well, not that one.) so though all those fantasies seem fun, i do sorta like my own reality.