Recipe for a Good Book

1 part crazy author
2 pints insomnia
1 dash sleepless dreams
3 cups creativity
1 heaping spoonful of determination
2 tbs procrastination
8 1/2 cups imagination
1 oz of something else with "ation" in it
3 3/4 cups of love
2 little squishy bundles of joy
1 joy to be (joylet?)
1 supporting husband

Mix well with insanity for best results. :)

I had a stroke of genius last night. It came to me in a dream. It was the perfect idea for my book!
The idea was a character. He came compleat with a name, past, and features.
His name was Krusev. Odd, i know, but it fits so well with what I'm writing! I don't want to divulge too much in the nitty gritty details because although I love a lot of the people on here, there are stealers. But I'm telling you. It's fantastic!

Well who asked you anyways?!

CREEPER ALERT!!!

There is a new guy living across the street from me. He moved in two years ago but I never really had the time to say hello.

While I was walking Liam and Collin around the neighborhood yesterday, he was outside on his porch. We walked around a few times and he just sat there, watching us. I got the heebiejeebies. If some weirdo was watching you walk your kids, I think you would too.

Finally, he got up and started walking towards us. I didn't want to be rude, so I stopped. Maybe he wasn't a creeper.

Well he was.

He came over and started commenting on my outfit and then started asking me about how often I did IT with my husband. Icky creeper!

I was so grossed out and I yelled at him and walked (OK I ran) back to my house. Thank god he he's moving again. The sooner, the better.

Are you ready for this?!

I don't think you are! Cuz I sure as hell am not!

I got some news today. I had recently been to the doctors because I had broke my arm. Well, while I was there I told them I've been feeling kinda funky.

Went home to see my lovlie baby boys and my lovlie grown-up husband playing peek-a-boo on the floor. Really cute right?

My boys are almost 5 months old now (the 17th!) and I am just finally getting into the swing of things when something strikes me. I was very curious so I decided to see if my hypothesis was correct.

And it is.

I'M PREGNATE AGAIN!!!!!!!

I was scared because of my recent fall, so I went to the docs and they gave me the a-ok so I'm all good. But pregnate again?! Lord have mercy on my soul.

Never shout your epiphanies in public

Here's a story from when I was younger:

My family and I liked to go camping a lot. One year when I was fourteen, we went to Maryland. Rural Maryland. I mean like the next house over is a mile down the road. Well, we arrived at our campsite late and wanted dinner so we went to a little diner conveniently placed fourteen miles down the street. I suppose it was crab night that night because everyone was crack crack cracking their crab legs. My dad had ordered a BLT. My brother had asked what it was.
Dad said: "Bacon, lettuce, and tomato."
So the night went on and about five minutes after the BLT thing, I slammed my hands down on the table and yelled quite loudly "I GET IT!!!" Well, everyone in the diner looked at me to see what I had gotten.
"BLT! Bacon, Lettuce, Tomato!"
Lets just say I was quite embarrassed. :)

Don't you love being clumsy?

So I have a reason why my post is so late today. This morning I fell down the stairs.
(Well, up the stairs to be exact. I was going up. Slid down. Whatever works.)
Went to the hospital because when I fell I heard a distict crunch.

I BROKE MY ARM!!!!!!

Now it's in a sling and it hurts. And my arm is itchy. Owwie.

Boys will be boys

Just a real quick thing that someone elses blog reminded me of.

A few days ago, I woke up and went to check on my little boys and Liam had his thumb in Collins mouth. Collin's was in Liams. Talk about close brothers!

Alright, who took my M&M's?

That's what my niece asked me when she came home from school yesterday. (She and my brother live across the street from me and she comes to my house in the afternoons.)
"Who took my M&M's?" She asked again. Cassie gets pink when she's angry. She was full on red as a tomato.
"Aunt Ella, where are my M&M's?"
"Did you check your backpack?" (This is me)
"They're not there. Who took my M&M's?!"
"What's going on beanie?" (This is Anthony. He calls Cassie Beanie because she loves beanie babies.)
"Someone took my M&M's."
"Did you check your backpack?"
"Yes!"
"Ahh!" (This is Collin on his little blanket on the floor where he and Liam play.)
"I want my M&M's!" Cassie whined.
"Ahhh!" (Collin again.)
"Found em." (Anthony)
At that point, Anthony had held up a little mini packet of M&M's that had Collin drool all over them.
Needless to say, Cassie didn't have M&M's yesterday. :)