Seems I’ve been MIA from blogging, though the time I’ve spent on Blogger has made my head spin like Linda Blair’s character Regan in The Exorcist. January was jumping – dumping – at least it seemed like it. So, here’s a month in a nutshell.

cleaned out the Farmers rooms
cleaned out the game closet
cleaned out the pantry
cleaned out the cupboard, drawers and every other kitchen nook and cranny
cleaned out the laundry room
cleaned out the master room (finally got rid of three boxes that sat on the floor, unpacked for the last *cough* four years!)
cleaned out the master bath and nearly lost my life. (Not really, though the fumes –good and bad – were enough to do me in.)
made six, packed bus loads to various charities
lived without a functioning dishwasher and yet remain married
made homemade white chicken chili – soaked beans and all
field trip with Devin to NNU for a science fair (way cool)
field trip with D.J. to NNU to see the Boise Philharmonic perform (way cool too)
had a baby session to shoot, edit and deliver
met with the couple that I’ve been hired to shoot their wedding
lost a lousy 8 lbs.
finished the 2009 fed taxes
asked to be a LIFE mentor
organizing the next ward activity (Circus themed)
went to an Enrichment that I didn’t have anything to do with
PTA stuff
played with Lucky (yes, we’re taking good care of him!)
tossed my cookies and then some (in no way do I want to go “bulimic”)
sick Farmers too (Miss Is is home today)
Miss Is was awarded a Positive People award for being an excellent student
fed the missionaries
went to a wedding reception
lunch date with hubs at Olive Garden where I pigged out on Zuppa and salad
custom designed my “stuff”
caught up on LOST (missed all of last season and I’m still just as confuzeded)
got a new ‘do and colors too
felt guilty for the past 30+ days for posting jack-diddly-do-daugh, noth’n.

Hmm, that sums it up. Hopefully February will be much better. I can’t tell you how relieved I feel about unloading all the extra stuff; the house feels cleaner even though there are still dirty socks and Lego's everywhere. Getting close to “launching” officially. Today I’ve been fighting with the devil of a registrar and blogger; they don’t like each other very much and the tech guys helping out must have a voodoo doll just for me, I’m sure. Bridals are coming up – excited about that and praying that this yucky weather will improve, that the grass with magically go green or it dumps a fresh blanket of snow. Making custom V-day cards for the Farmers. I made Devin’s last night in about 30mins, including an on-location shoot! I really like how they turned out! With any luck I won’t catch whatever Miss Is has brought home and will be able to keep on keep’n on. And just like Em, I feel like every post needs a picture… granted, mine couldn’t be as cool as hers even if I had walked on the moon.

Me and my new ‘do.

The Farmers watched Willy Wonka the other day (in my wee-little mind there is only one Wonka, Mr. Gene Wilder) while I was cleaning out the kitchen and I got to sneak a peek between cupboards. This picture is inspired by the lovely blueberry tint Miss Violet Beauregarde takes on because of her impatience. We have a lot in common, Miss B and I. “…a mop of curly brown hair” and “talks very fast.” I’m not sure about being a 10’ tall, 2000 lb blueberry, but some days it feels like it. Farmers… Ooompa Loompas? Maybe not.

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Tuesday, January 12, 2010

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Happy New Year… twelve days late. I’ve kicked off twenty-ten with a vengeance against household chaos. Not that I could ever eliminate the crazy altogether, but I can at least dampen the blow. Three bus loads of stuff have been dropped off to charities and the slow drip of tangible organization is making its way into the bedrooms of three Farmers. Everything has its place –even my sanity. Looking toward the spring and summer, I know I’ll be just as busy as ever (which is very good) and the “mommy-maid” chores will only get more difficult to keep up with. It’s been hanging like a lead balloon over my head for the past few months and I’m tired of waiting for it to come crashing down so my new philosophy on the subject is “better now than later cow”. Yes, as in “Don’t have a cow, Mom. It’s not that messy.” We’ll see how the up keep goes. In the meantime, I’ll seek and destroy the chaos of the kitchen, pantry, master bedroom and closet to finish my “house of order”.

Today, I didn’t get so much done. It’s a rainy day, errands had to be made and I lacked the breath to dive headlong into the cupboards. The sun and the Murphy’s oil will come out tomorrow, red-headed orphans or not.