tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18621938389423059442024-03-13T07:26:21.268-07:00JDMAHJaime. Diana. Megan. Andrew. HaileyDianahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00887206949665414240noreply@blogger.comBlogger537125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862193838942305944.post-59168341554280754812019-06-15T10:49:00.003-07:002019-06-15T10:49:55.606-07:00House workSo today I was reading a blog <a href="https://www.chrislovesjulia.com/">chrislovesjulia.com </a>, and she posted a post about naming your house. Which I thought that was interesting. In our last home we actually called it The White House. Pretty sure Megan named it that. It had huge front windows and of course it was White. The name suited and it really stuck.<br />
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It doesn't look like much but it was such a nice house. Cold in the winters but it was a nice home for the kids and our little puppy at the time. I think we lived here back in 2014, I could be wrong.</div>
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In our current home we have decided to fix it up, and sell. We are 4 years into this house and we quickly realized soon after buying that it was too big for us. Sure our family was growing at the time but it's still too big for us. You will probably need a maid, which we don't have. </div>
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Recently,we bought some property out in the country on a 1.5 piece of land.</div>
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The area is pretty special to me, many of my family members lived near the property, not to mention my grandparents, so it's just a special place to live. However, we need to fix up this house and sell. </div>
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We are super nervous to sell, only because we don't know if anyone will actually like this house.What if no one wants the house? It's a scary thing.</div>
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So some of the updates we have done, is our kitchen.</div>
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The cabinets were a gross brown, I'm sure you can remember when we first moved in, I talked about how I did not like the color from the beginning.</div>
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I love the white, however, I don't think I will be getting white cabinets for our new house only because they get dirty fast and again we don't have a maid. I am the maid and I am too tired at the end of the day to clean those cabinets every other day.</div>
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We completely tiled the first floor.</div>
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We also redid the stairs.</div>
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It was covered in carpet before, and this looks much cleaner. This project took us about 2 weeks to finish. We go a little slow due to work, life and kids. We are very much not your average DIYers.<br />
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We also did a Board and Batten upstairs in the Master bedroom. Took us about three weeks to finish this one. It was really hard to see our work with our old bed frame but with this bed frame you can finally see the board and batten.<br />
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We have also put some cabinet knobs recently which we are still working on. Jaime has been working a lot and I have been working on painting the trim upstairs so it's been on the back of our minds. Eventually, it will get done.<br />
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Our most recent renovation was to put some laminate floors on the second floor.This is what it currently looks like right now. Jaime is loving it, not the work, but he is loving how it is looking.<br />
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The idea for the second floor is that the hallway and the 2 baths have the laminate tile. The bedrooms will have the carpet. We figured people might like the carpet in their bedrooms.<br />
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So that's all of the big changes. The rooms have all been painted to a neutral color, and we have already take out many of our furniture out of the house. Less things to move when we do get an offer. There is also a chance where we might just rent our home but I don't think that is going to happen but it is on the table.<br />
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Dianahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00887206949665414240noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862193838942305944.post-38007410870155667102019-06-12T19:26:00.002-07:002019-06-12T19:26:13.445-07:00Books<div style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; background-color: #faf8f5; box-sizing: inherit; color: #242424; font-family: Poppins, sans-serif; font-size: 22px; margin-bottom: 32px; margin-top: 32px; max-width: 100%; overflow-wrap: break-word;">
This year I wanted to read 30 books for the year. I know what you’re thinking, that’s easy, and I used to think so too. Before I started working, I was able to reach that goal in one season. This time around with three kids. It’s the hardest thing to do. With so many chores and responsibilities, it hard to just sit and read. When I do finally sit down and read it’s late and Im already sleepy.</div>
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This summer I have to visit the half-off off book store. I always leave from that place with at least 7 books. We don’t have a half off book store where we live. Closest one is Corpus Christi which is about 100 miles away, at least.</div>
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I recently finished all my books and In need of some books. I also use my kindle reader from Amazon. I love it, my husband purchased it for me last year and I am just in love with it. I would rather have an actual book but my kindle reader is for when Im low on my budget for books or I can only find the kindle reader edition of a book.</div>
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This is one of the books I recently read.</div>
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Let me just say, I had no idea that this book was going to be such a great book to read. This past year in my classroom, I had two students who were autistic and reading this book, Im very familiar with the traits and based on what I learned this year, I knew instantly that she was in fact autistic. The book paints a great picture of a woman who is clearly autistic and is trying to navigate through the world. It is a romantic book and there are many scenes with romance in them but this book just hit me because I wondered about my students that I had and the questions that thoughts that they may have had. It’s really remarkable. The book was just amazing. I encourage anyone to read this book and be taken to a wonderful story.</div>
Dianahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00887206949665414240noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862193838942305944.post-69757937103898331432018-11-18T20:27:00.001-08:002018-11-18T20:27:09.420-08:00and she's back...Hi yall! Im back! and I guess I should start with an update. Let's see where to being..we still live in the house we bought. We've changed some things, no actually scratch that. I meant alot of things. Also, we had our 3rd baby about 7 months ago. Her name is Hailey and she's the cutest thing ever and super demanding! But i love her and she's my little Hailey. She is sure to be the last, the shop has closed and Im ready to just hang out with these babies and focus on them.<br />
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Also I am now a 5 year teacher. Its been amazing and every year I learn just a little bit more of what I can do. This year has been one of the worst years thought..well I would not say worst, I think it's been challenging. Thats a better word: challenging.<br />
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Some things you might find different about my blog is that I will be talking about decorating my house. I will say it's not like magazine type photos and Im okay with that. Im working on what helps and what works best for my family. Plus my DSLR is missing it's charger, so there is that.<br />
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I will be updating every week from now on, because I do love to blog so here we go....<br />
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<br />Dianahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00887206949665414240noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862193838942305944.post-48101493340303881222015-07-27T07:30:00.000-07:002015-07-27T07:30:01.262-07:00House: Summer listAs soon as school was let out I go started on painting all the rooms and getting started on figuring out on what I wanted to do for every room. Mind you we have 5 bedrooms and three baths so I really needed to get on the ball with all the rooms. I have only finished painting the kitchen, Megan's room, and all three bathrooms. I mean it's not too bad but it's still I feel like I still have so much to do. Sometimes I just look at the room and think "how the heck do I want this to look like?". Its a little overwhelming.<br />
All these pictures were taken with my iPod because my iPhone broke. Yes, it was a sad day.<br />
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So here is the kitchen. I recently painted it yellow. I wanted something happy:) The color of the sun. I am going for a rustic feel through out the whole downstairs rooms, the living room, dining and kitchen. The colors we chose for this side of the house is white, yellow and grey. I already know what I want. The hard part is to find the actual decor to make it happen. These things are not the type of decor you can buy at the stores. I have to actually make it. Which is time consuming. </div>
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We also decided on painting the cabinets white but I really don't know how I am going got do that or if it will even come out pretty or crappy looking.</div>
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This is the half bathroom that is also downstairs. This bathroom has grey and white and I need to add a splash of yellow somewhere in there. I was thinking a mason jar on the side with a yellow flower. Haven't really thought much on it. Jaime for whatever reason wanted to take over the decorating on this bathroom but I need to stop him somehow. I will find a prettier mirror and replace that one there.<br />
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This is the upstairs bathroom. This room was colored light grey but came out as somewhat light blue. Ugh I hate when the paint does not come out the way I want it to sometimes. For the record it's been twice. So moving on. This is what it look like right now. I still don't know what I want to put on those shelves but I am thinking a plant and maybe some small frames. Also we will be taking off that ugly sliding door. I truly hate that sliding door thing. I just now have to do some research on how to take it off. I also need to add a basket in there. I won't even show you the organization of under the sink. It's lovely by the way. <strike>Not!!</strike><br />
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Megan's room is probably the pretties right now. I need to get rid of her dresser, it really doesn't go with the rest of her room. I am still looking for a chair for her as well for her desk. I saw one at a vintage store but Jaime did not want to buy it. Seriously, this guy. I think Ive said this before my husband things that he can decorate better than me. Mmhhmm. Megan just needs a new dresser and a chair and maybe a few more wall decorations and shelves.<br />
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This is the master bathroom which I just finished painting two days ago. I really want to put a molding around the mirrors(is that what its called?). Maybe white. I also bought these shelves that I will be putting them together tomorrow to go on the side of the mirror. I don't know how it will turn out or what I will use this shelves for, but thats what I am going to do. Don't mind my mess. I just finished painting and never put things back.<br />
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This little shelf area, I have no clue what do do with it. I don't know how to make it prettier. I was thinking to do some sort of a design in the back of it but I'm really not sure.<br />
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<br />Dianahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00887206949665414240noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862193838942305944.post-88610704874746934912015-06-17T19:48:00.001-07:002015-06-17T19:48:50.152-07:00The summer I turned pretty<br />
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This series was a roller coaster, in a good way. I felt like I knew this guy. He's the type of guy who pretty much strings you along. He is the type of guy who out of nowhere can be cold at times. It was a really good series and I'll will admit I was a little apprehensive to read the series at first but after the first book I had to read the second. The third book very interesting and kept me at the edge of my seat. I recommend this book to read on the beach, as most of the setting of this book is on the beach.<br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;"><i>Belly measures her life in summers. Everything good, everything magical happens between the months of June and August. Winters are simply a time to count the weeks until the next summer, a place away from the beach house, away from Susannah, and most importantly, away from Jeremiah and Conrad. They are the boys that Belly has known since her very first summer--they have been her brother figures, her crushes, and everything in between. But one summer, one terrible and wonderful summer, the more everything changes, the more it all ends up just the way it should have been all along.-goodreads</i></span>Dianahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00887206949665414240noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862193838942305944.post-75199420648375211542015-05-09T11:15:00.000-07:002015-05-24T16:48:31.680-07:00Ed Sheeran ATXAbout 2 months ago we bought some Ed Sheeran concert tickets. It was kind of tough getting them because Austin is the city of music. They go nuts over anything music. We were able to score some ticket, when I say we I mean Jaime. I had to work that day when tickets were being sold.<br />
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Fastforward to this week, I was so excited to get away from home and be with my husband for two days. We never get those kind of days so it's important to really savor those moments.Some thing we were looking forward for was some sleep. We have not slept for a year now and we are just so tired. Honestly, I could sleep for a whole day.<br />
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Jaime and I requested some days off for this tiny trip. It was so much fun we started off the adventure at 9 a.m. on Wednesday morning. We stopped at the Guadalupe river. Stayed there for awhile. We did a little walk that felt like I was walking up a mountain. I made it, I needed some water afterwards but it was worth it. I got to put my foot inside the river.<br />
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When we finally arrived at Austin I really wanted to get some macaroons. Megan has always wanted to try some so we went searching for them. I came across a blog called <a href="http://hungrygirlaustin.com/">hungry girl austin</a> and she has a link to the best restaurants that make macaroons. So we found a place we could possibly buy some. When we arrived its looked like such a cute little place.<br />
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We went in and the I saw the macaroons that I wanted. The waitress then asked me if I wasted to stay for lunch. So I asked Jaime if he was hungry and he said that he could eat. So there we are looking at the menu and I look to the top of the menu and it says Vietnamese restaurant. Uh....what?! I had never had vietnamese food. So order something that she said was in the food network so I ordered it. Jaime ordered some sort of soup. Honestly, the whole time I was waiting for the food. I was hoping I didn't order something really gross.It turned out we did pretty good. It was not that bad. Mine was pretty good. Let me just say though Jaime's soup smelled so gross. It turned out to be better than what it smelled like. When we finished with food we asked for those macaroons that I had seen before. She informs me that they were black peppered, lavender, with honey. We just told them that we would pass.<br />
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After we ate our food we headed to our hotel. We stayed there for awhile before we headed to the concert. It was about 5:30 and it was traffic hour. We waited for awhile on the road but finally found the place. At first we were not sure exactly where it was because we could see the place we just could not get to it. So we had to find a park garage somewhere. We had to walk a couple of blocks but we finally arrived at the arena. We arrived there pretty early. Girls were waiting outside near the unloading area. I was telling Jaime that he was most likely inside already because he has to do a walk through Im sure. Then some lady comes out and she says "ladies, he's inside already". It was so funny. I felt bad for them because some of them really wanted to see him.<br />
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The concert was amazing. A man went on stage and propose to his girlfriend. All the while Ed Sheeran was sitting on the side watching this unfold. Oh it was so romantic. I mean each girl was in awe there.<br />
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Pay no attention to the whale next to the bride(that is why I hate flash pictures). Isn't she beautiful, in her wedding dress? We had a blast. Jaime and I danced to a song and then we stayed for a little while longer. We were not able to stay long because Jaime had to work the next day. There were free cocktails and Jaime and I kept getting drinks. We didn't get too crazy, we were okay. We were just having fun.<br />
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The assistant principal tells me in the morning "okay, your test are ready, come pick them up."<br />
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<br />Dianahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00887206949665414240noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862193838942305944.post-30436176606617380032015-04-20T04:00:00.000-07:002015-04-20T04:00:06.599-07:00Some books I have read so farIn case you were wondering where I find the next book to read, wonder no more. I find my next read on instagram #yabooks. I usually scroll through pictures of what other people are reading then I go on amazon and see if it is a book I would be interested in. I usually am interested in most YA Reads. I think the only ones Im not that excited for are the fantasy ones that have to do with werewolves and other super natural beings. I think I'ver read one series on those type of book and I think it was enough. I usually read syfy, dystiopia, and romantic ya books.<br />
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I cannot get into the more adult books. I wish I could, it's just not something I like to read. In about two week we got to Corpus Christi where the nearest half off book store is and I'm so looking forward for that. I'm looking forward to see my sister graduate too of course.<br />
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<b>The slammed series</b><br />
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<i>To cover up this impossibility, the king forces her to play the role of a lost Silver princess and betroths her to one of his own sons. As Mare is drawn further into the Silver world, she risks everything and uses her new position to help the Scarlet Guard—a growing Red rebellion—even as her heart tugs her in an impossible direction. One wrong move can lead to her death, but in the dangerous game she plays, the only certainty is betrayal.</i></div>
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I saw that many people were reading this book so I decided to buy the book. Once I got through the first 4 pages I was hooked and could not wait till I read it again. With kids, reading is not something you can do often. So I would read it during my lunch break, at night, and nap time. Hey when your a mom and love to read you will find time. Back to the book, I have to say that this book really surprised me. I didn't think I was going to like it but it somehow reminded me of the selection just like it said it would. It really was amazing. I had to read some parts out loud though because It was hard to picture in my head but in all. I think this was a fascinating book to read.<br />
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We are hitting the 1 year mark next coming weekend. We are not doing something big this time around. We are probably going take him some places. I might take him to the zoo. We are not exactly sure on what we are going to do. (Hmph, we are so on top of things.)<br />
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1. He gets upset very easy when something does not go his way.</div>
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2. He is a morning person and wakes up with a smile(most mornings)</div>
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3. He gives slobbery kisses(only momma).</div>
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4. He puts everything in his mouth</div>
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5.He is not a fan of shoes</div>
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6. He's daddies little pal</div>
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7. He waves bye.</div>
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8. He bothers his big sister when she is doing something.</div>
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9. Every morning is a shit show(literally)</div>
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10. He likes to throw things over his shoulder. Who cares where it lands.</div>
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He is the master right now! This child keeps me on my toes and I could not imagine my life without this bugger.</div>
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On March 13th it was my birthday. I was not looking forward for it. Partly because Jaime was working and I wanted to spend the day with him. So I decided to go to work and spend the day with my students and co-workers. It turned out to be a good day. We did a little party at the end of the day and I received some gifts from the kids and my co-workers and my mom. My mom met some of my students.<br />
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We have been painting non-stop to this house. We have finished painting our living room and we are now on to putting up curtains and rods. Jaime doesn't really let me do much on my own. That's what happens when your married to a perfectionist. I'm in charge of the decorating and less of putting holes in the wall. Which I understand he loves this house.<br />
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We finally have new furniture and a new bedroom set. Our house is still a working progress....oh and don't get me started on the outside landscape.<br />
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Reading, Reading, Reading. Lately, I have been reading almost everyday. Do I feel bad about it? A litlle. Only because I should probably be doing work. Research and everything else I have to do for my classroom. I have read the Slammed series(oh my god that is a great book!!!), and I just finished the Red Queen yesterday. That is another good one. Lord know I love to read. It's my escape into fantasy land. I have been thinking about going back to school for writing. Is there such a thing? I was talking to Jaime about what he felt if I went back to school to learn "how to write a book". He was all for it. What would I go for? English major? <i>I can hear Sheldon Cooper snickering. </i>I miss school so much...and If I don't go for my "book classes", then what would I go for, for a Masters?<br />
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Have ya'll seen Cinderella? Isn't it amazing?! We sure loved it.<br />
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This little girl has been reading non-stop lately. I'm so glad that she has a love for books. She loves books as much as I do. We have been reading books since she was 16 months, and I guess it has caught up with her.<br />
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My favorite things about having two babies is that they get to play with each other. Megan is pretty rough with the little one but he seems to like it. I love when they get into little fights with one another. Like when gets her toys, I'm sure I will hear plenty more of it in the years to come. Jaime and I were talking about a pretend 3rd baby. Will we probably have another? Mostly likely, no. I really am happy with just us. I really just want to focus on our little family. If we were to have another baby it will be through adoption and years from now.<br />
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We have gone antique shopping a couple of time. We have found some pretty good things which I will post about later.<br />
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This is our before and after pictures. I like the white. I think there is more I can do with that color. We will see. We are still not finished. I still need to decorate the living room. We are trying to be DIYers but holy cow we are kind of slow with two kids. We still have to take out all the carpet from the house. I tell ya, the list is really, really long.<br />
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This little guy loves book, but in a totally different way. He loves to throw them over his shoulder.</div>
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<br />Dianahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00887206949665414240noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862193838942305944.post-14658937684604221172015-03-01T19:15:00.000-08:002015-03-01T19:15:01.355-08:00So far...(bunch of rambling)Well we have lived in this house for about 1 week, and I am seriously a wreck. I mean I can't find anything and my husband and I have been at each other's throats. It been a hell of a week. We have had a ton of stuff going on at home such as internet guys, cable technician, and light. Those have been a nightmare. I mean I needed the alarm the first night because of Jaime not being here that night. This neighborhood is actually weird. People don't turn on their porch lights. We are kind of out here in the country sort of which I kind of like but we are pretty far from the city. It's been weird with sleeping here. It feels like I am at a hotel and this place is requiring me to pay for damages.<br />
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Megan is also getting used to the house. She is afraid zombies are going to get her. She gets scared with every noise. I tell her why she hears that noise. I find it hilarious, I did the same thing to my parents about our new house.<br />
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We have so much to do with this house. I mean the updates are just piling. My husband has been going on a shopping spree with this house. He has bought countless items that I don't think we need but apparently he needs these tools. We have officially moved and cleaned out of our old house. Hopefully we get some kind of deposit back but I am not holding my breath on it.</div>
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We also had Megan's party which did not go well in my book. I forgot to invite people to it. And those people are pretty upset with me now. Seriously, people don't understand how very stressed and busy my life is. This is exactly why I can't blog. I am always out and out or working. What is most important is that Megan had fun and thats all I need to know.<br />
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I am so stressed out I decided to cut my hair. Mostly, because I needed a change in my do. I have not had bangs since elementary so I am still getting used to this.</div>
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In case you were wondering about my plans on the house. Here are some plans that I am going to try and make happen for our house. Bathrooms will all be the same. Except for the colors. I am not a fan of pink and I don't think that Jaime will appreciate pink. The bedroom will be done after I finish all the bathrooms."One room at a time" says my husband.</div>
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This has been a very hectic week with all the closing, Megan's birthday, Megan's birthday party, work, and moving. I mean seriously it's been hard. Then to top it off Jaime bought a dog. Which if I'm being really honest, is a nuisance. Sorry but I already have a baby to take care of..don't need another. He takes care of her more that what I do. I won't even get into where he want to put the puppy in our new house.<br />
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I wanted to show some pictures of our house. It needs lots of upgrades. I can't wait to buy all the things it needs to make it look nice. I also need to figure our color schemes.<br />
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Please keep in mind that no one has lived in this house for over a year. There were spiders and tons of webs everywhere. Deep cleaning is what has been taking place for 4 days.<br />
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This is the kitchen, sorry for the picture this was at night time.</div>
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This is the breakfast room, I think that is what they call it.(Check out all my cleaning supplies)</div>
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Do you see those ugly cabinets! Ugh!(That's my brother helping)</div>
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The bathroom that will be Megan and Andrew's. I really want to get rid of that tub. It's so gross! And totally out of date.<br />
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I started reading this book last week and I really liked this book. I thought it was different from the many books that are pretty much the same.The character(woman) in the book is apparently a plus size lady who falls in love with a billionaire.The billionaire is in love with her too and to make it interesting she is his secretary that he has been in love with since she started working for him. I just loved the story.<br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="background-color: white;">I’m about to throw an ashtray at my boss’s head. </span><br /><br /><span style="background-color: white;">Turns out, the mind behind my favorite, steamy romance novels...the ones I only read in private...the ones that are my only escape after a long day of dealing with The Boss From Hell? It’s not Natalie McBride, the sweet, rural housewife. </span><br /><br /><span style="background-color: white;">It’s him. </span><br /><br /><span style="background-color: white;">That’s right: my boss, Adrian Risinger, the thirty-three-year-old, maddeningly sexy, pissant billionaire “bad boy" who thinks he runs my life. He is also the author of all my deepest, most secret fantasies. And to make matters worse, he needs me to impersonate “Natalie” at a series of book signings and conventions. But, of course, that’s only if I want to keep my job. </span><br /><br /><span style="background-color: white;">On second thought, I’m going to need something heavier than an ashtray.</span></span><br />
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Perfected- This book was sort of a bit of Sci-Fi. I was a bit frustrated with this book. Basically this book went back to the whole slavery issue. Only this time there was someone who was breading open as pets. Isn't it the weirdest thing? That's not the only issue I had with this book, they breded only woman or I should say young girls. Which I am really against and it kind of sounded a little sexist. I was a good read, but I just kind of hated some of the sexist thing.<br />
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Where she went- Was awesome! to say the least. The first book was great, the movie made a clearer picture of the book. I loved the movie!! I started reading this book at 7:30 and I did not finish until 2 in the morning. This book made me cry and cheer on this couple to get back together. I was hoping that they would end up together. I hope that this book becomes a movie as well. It was amazing.<br />
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To all the boys I'v loved- I picked up this book because I loved the pretty cover of the book and because I thought it was so cute that the character wrote letters to her ex boyfriends. Read it is was a good read. The ending was not what I like but sometimes that happens.<br />
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<b>Thousand pieces of you- </b>This book I would classify as a Sci-fi book...or is the proper term syfy. lol I was hesitant on reading this book, only because I knew it was going got be a time traveling type book but after I started reading it, I realized it was more about traveling dimension that is is about time traveling. There was lots of romance and action in this book. Read it, I know you will fall in love with it too.<br />
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Eleanor and Park:<span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; line-height: 22.399999618530273px;">Set over the course of one school year in 1986, this is the story of two star-crossed misfits—smart enough to know that first love almost never lasts, but brave and desperate enough to try. When Eleanor meets Park, you’ll remember your own first love—and just how hard it pulled you under.</span><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; line-height: 22.399999618530273px;"> </span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; line-height: 22.399999618530273px;">A mysterious island. </span><br style="color: #333333; line-height: 22.399999618530273px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; line-height: 22.399999618530273px;"> </span><br style="color: #333333; line-height: 22.399999618530273px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; line-height: 22.399999618530273px;">An abandoned orphanage. </span><br style="color: #333333; line-height: 22.399999618530273px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; line-height: 22.399999618530273px;"> </span><br style="color: #333333; line-height: 22.399999618530273px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; line-height: 22.399999618530273px;">A strange collection of very curious photographs. </span><br style="color: #333333; line-height: 22.399999618530273px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; line-height: 22.399999618530273px;"> </span><br style="color: #333333; line-height: 22.399999618530273px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; line-height: 22.399999618530273px;">It all waits to be discovered in </span><i style="color: #333333; line-height: 22.399999618530273px;">Miss Peregrine’s Home for Peculiar Children</i><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; line-height: 22.399999618530273px;">, an unforgettable novel that mixes fiction and photography in a thrilling reading experience. As our story opens, a horrific family tragedy sets sixteen-year-old Jacob journeying to a remote island off the coast of Wales, where he discovers the crumbling ruins of Miss Peregrine’s Home for Peculiar Children. As Jacob explores its abandoned bedrooms and hallways, it becomes clear that the children were more than just peculiar. They may have been dangerous. They may have been quarantined on a deserted island for good reason. And somehow—impossible though it seems—they may still be alive. A spine-tingling fantasy illustrated with haunting vintage photography, </span><i style="color: #333333; line-height: 22.399999618530273px;">Miss Peregrine’s Home for Peculiar Children</i><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; line-height: 22.399999618530273px;"> will delight adults, teens, and anyone who relishes an adventure in the shadows.</span></span><br />
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<br />Dianahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00887206949665414240noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862193838942305944.post-55762552870611240992015-01-15T19:34:00.000-08:002018-11-18T14:38:25.759-08:00Few bumps on the road(House update)Its actually been awhile since I have updated about the house and quite a few things have taken place. So lets start at the top. First off ,they have accepted out offer. Since the house was so cheap and was only on the market for 7 days Jaime and I put in the full asking price. Which now I'm thinking we should have gone lower but I don't know.Who knows what could have happened if we had gone just a little bit lower. The only reason we gave full asking price is because we knew someone else was going to snatch it up.<br />
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We had to call some inspectors to inspect the house. Since it is a foreclosure, we really don't know much about the house and it's history. All I know is the people who lived here before were really dirty. The carpet is so dirty and what I mean by dirty is that there are beads on the carpet everywhere. There is some wood rot which they will have to fix, apparently there was also some sort of leak in the house. Right above the living room is the master bedroom so there is a leak stain.<br />
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We have done the termite inspection which was okay. We don't have termites. We just have the housing inspections where they inspect the whole house and see what needs to be fixed.<br />
On the day the inspector was suppose to come, two different inspectors came into the house claiming to be the inspector. They both had the passcode to the key pad but only one of them was our inspector , the other one...well who knows who he was and what he was doing there. I still need to touch base with my realtor about that. I mean we literally just had someone walk into our future house. I just thought it was really scary and strange that someone claimed to be our inspector and was actually not the inspector is weird. He was an inspector just not ours. Strange, I know.<br />
Unfortunately, the inspector has only done half of the job. Why you may ask, because the awesome realtor on that side is a slacker!!! a slacker yes.<br />
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We have a contract where it says the utilities needed to be on in 7 days but did they follow the contract,no they didn't!! So here we are 14 days later and they have just put the utilities on. So their slack is going to delay our closing date which was suppose to be January 30th. This house was suppose to be the location of Megan's birthday party. So tomorrow we will find out when the last part to the inspection is. I am hoping that we get the house as soon as possible. We still need to do the appraisal which I know won't pass so we will need repairs, and it they took long on the utlilities then I am more than sure they will take their sweet time on the repairs. Fun!(that's sarcasm if you can't tell)<br />
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Andrew was not into the whole Christmas decorating to the tree and the house. Megan on the other hand loved it. She kept putting things on the tree. Our tree was supernal of things from the past years. I really like that she can see some of the holiday crafts that she has made over the years.<br />
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We had a great time at school. I have to say I pretty much did nothing on the last week of school. Other than a couple of tests and come christmas fraction math we saw movies and lots of crafts. This was my door to my classroom. I wasn't going to do this but I decided that I probably should because i just love Christmas and I wanted the kids to be able to feel the spirt. I even bought them Christmas cookies in a plastic bear that I would give them before lunch time. Terrible I know but they went to P.E afterwards so they burned it off. My principal gave you money to get some books at the Scholastic warehouse. Oh my god I was in heaven! There were so many books. I ended up getting some books for Megan and I got my students all the Diary of a Wimpy kid books. Those are the ones that they wanted so I got it for them<br />
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<br />Dianahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00887206949665414240noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862193838942305944.post-5247352247418459472015-01-01T08:58:00.003-08:002015-01-01T08:58:41.414-08:00The waiting gameWe have put an offer on a house and it has 5 bedrooms and 2 full and 1/2 bath. We are super excited because the seller is a building company that have many houses and they want to get rid of this one so they priced it pretty low. So we have put in an offer and they had a little counter which we agreed to and hopefully everything goes well and we are moved into the house on February 1st. We still have yet to hear from our realtor that they have accepted. I am so nervous to hear back from them.<br />
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<br />Dianahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00887206949665414240noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862193838942305944.post-26799872534216338882014-11-25T19:13:00.000-08:002014-11-25T19:13:01.910-08:00Christmas photos(sort of)Hi there!!! Nope have no totally abandoned my little blog. I miss it so much. I wish I could come back and write/type but honestly I don't have much time to do this. Yes, I could wake up at 5 in the morning and blog on the weekends. However, I wake up at that time everyday to get ready for work so for once I would like to wake up a little later even if it's 7 a.m.,(on the days Andrews actually lets me sleep in). I have to say I have been busy with the kids, my husband, house hunting(yep finally), work, staar prep. Gosh, I really hate the staar test. So it's really been stressful around here. I hope to get back into gears once we move into our new house...and Andrew gets a little bit older. Don't worry I'll come back. :)<br />
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My baby is 3 months old. Good god it's going fast, next month I will be able to give him some solids and I am really sad that that will be happening soon. He is a baby that is always smiling, he hardely ever cries unless he is hungry or wants attention.<br />
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As of right now Andrew is weighing at about 13 pounds. I'm not exactly sure how much he is now. Last time we checked was 2 weeks ago. I'm more than sure that he has added some pounds. He has gotten a lot better at pulling himself up when he has tummy time. I think we need to spend a little more time on it though to really master it.<br />
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He went to South Padre Island for the first time this month. We went to eat for some real sea food and we also went into a little store for bathing suits. Next month if everything goes to plan we will be going to schlitterbahn, and I'm sure he will love it, he seems to love the water.<br />
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He is now on Size 2 of diapers. He is just such a big boy. I kind of already knew that he would need size 2 at the end of his first month. He is also wearing size 3-6 months and I am more than sure he will be moving up to to 6-8 soon. My little guy is a big baby.<br />
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We are still breastfeeding and If your wondering if I have had my first public debut on nursing. I have:) It was on July 5th while watching the fireworks and again at a kiddie pool. I think I am getting the hang of it. I'm starting to feel more and more comfortable doing it. It is honestly less hassle than bottles. I still hide a little especially around men but for the most part it's going very well. Another thing I need to point at is how supportive my family is. My dad especially, he is very reserved and I thought he was going to be uncomfortable but I like that he is o.k with it and he does not mind me nursing as long as I'm covered up, which of course I am going to do.I just needed to give him that credit.<br />
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He has gotten into a schedule. Usually Andrew wakes up at 7 am (on good days) and on the bad days he's up at 3 am. This past month was a really bad month of sleeping. Thankfully, he has been doing better when it comes to sleeping. For three days straight he was waking up every hour of the night. It was brutal on those nights. I was so frustrated and so sleepy.<br />
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He does not like when I pull his clothes over his head and he gets a little fussy when we leave the room. He likes to play from 4-7 with us. During the morning he will sleep and eat and repeat until 3.For whatever reason though for the past two days he is down to two naps during the day and he pretty much wakes up at night only when he is hungry then he goes right back to sleep.Dianahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00887206949665414240noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862193838942305944.post-42818553783876479912014-07-24T18:45:00.001-07:002014-07-24T18:45:43.311-07:00Picture overload<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Megan has been having a great summer vacation, she has been going to the pool, San Antonio, and she has been going to parks. Megan went to San Antonio for two days and I really hate that she was gone that long. In fact I hated that Jaime and Megan were gone for that long. They went with his family and I stayed at home with Andrew. Andrew and I had a relaxing weekend just us, catching up on some Netflix movies and TV shows. Megan and Jaime went to Fiesta Texas, where Jaime did not take any photos. I just want to take note that I had told him to take a camera and he said that he didn't need it, that he was going to use his phone. Yeah, he didn't even use his phone to take pictures. Then I told him why he didn't buy me anything over there, and he said that he didn't take any cash, even though I asked him the day before if he needed cash and he said "no". Ugh!<br />
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<br />Dianahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00887206949665414240noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862193838942305944.post-69551030898555301792014-07-16T03:00:00.000-07:002014-07-16T03:00:08.102-07:00Insta photos<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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We've been having some good days around here. I love when I have good days with my husband. Lots of laughs and caressing, it's so nice. Life gets in the way a lot but when we finally have time to enjoy each others company it really is worth all of the things we go through on a daily bases. <br />
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I am so excited I finally have these books. I finished the 2nd book about a year ago and I'm barely getting around to reading the last two. Lets just say it's getting even better. It's very mythically(is that a word?) and I am enjoying the book much more, I didn't think I would like those whole "mythical creatures" but it sure is well written.<br />
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We have taken the first step in getting a house. Unfortunately, we are getting cold feet again. I think our feet will be warm again when I finally get my job. I still have yet to get a call from someone. I do have an interview though for a second grade teacher at a school, but it's not until August. So I am going to have very little time to get everything together for at least the first week. I will be a busy bee when and if I do get the job.Dianahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00887206949665414240noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862193838942305944.post-14639771830789940252014-07-14T08:15:00.003-07:002014-07-14T08:15:40.188-07:00An order of a good nights rest, please?<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Look at this little cutie's face. You would never know he has been keeping his momma awake for most of the night. Honestly, I have not gotten a full nights rests. I'm considering giving him formula in the night time so that he is full for the rest of the night. However, this little man won't drink his whole bottle. I don't know if he is doing it on purpose;) or what, but Im not getting much of rest. So today we are going to do something different. I'm going to keep him awake from 3-8, maybe that will at least give me some time to sleep. Wish me luck for some sleep tonight.<br />
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