Wednesday, December 29, 2010

Sister Susie Sitting on a Thistle

Obviously blogging has not been a top priority in all my spare time since school ended. In fact, I haven't done any of the things I'd planned to do (well except maybe taking a nap).

I had a really good excuse, though. What was it again? Oh yeah, Christmas.

But unfortunately my plans for posting a super, awesome Christmas post today were thwarted by my not-so super camera and/or computer. It's a glass half empty kinda day, so I'm blaming the camera AND the computer. Darn technology.

However, just like all good plays (and blog updates) there's an understudy waiting in the wings. Although not quite as good as a Christmas post, here is some pretty exciting news I forgot to share with you a couple months back.

And while it was fun singing "All I Want for Christmas is my Two Front Teeth" all season long, the fun ended abruptly for the poor kid when he got his first lesson in the school of hard knocks Christmas morning.

Corn on the cob will have to wait another day.

Thursday, December 16, 2010

Mostly Because I'm Sick of Looking at Elton's Ugly Face

But also because I just finished my last final!!!! No more school (for awhile anyway)!!!!


I don't have a picture or video of me doing a happy dance, so you're just going to have to use your imagination.

Now maybe I can actually update the blog. Or maybe I'll even read some books. Or watch some TV. Or take a nap!

But probably I'll enjoy my family for a while.

Tuesday, November 16, 2010

Not to Brag or Anything Part 2

I really do hate to brag all the time, but this is my blog and I'll brag if I want to.

See, if you were as cool as me, you would have a friend invite you to an awesome concert featuring this up and coming artist:

And if you were really lucky (like me, of course) you would have gotten to see this guy too:

And just so you believe that I was really there, here are Ashley and I with our tickets as proof:

We were quite the anomalies that night. I'm pretty sure we were the only sober, heterosexual people under 45 around.

What a blast, though. Seriously-- I can't remember the last time I laughed so much.

Sorry you couldn't come.

P.S. The weather's still great.

Monday, November 8, 2010

Not to Brag or Anything

Monday: 79°

Tuesday: 73°

Wednesday: 74°

Thursday: 70°

Friday: 71°

Saturday: 74°

Thursday, November 4, 2010

What Might Have Been

It's no fun when your kids won't wear the Halloween costumes you pick out for them. I mean, when did Halloween become a kid's holiday anyway?

I would have...I mean, they totally would've won the costume contest if they'd have just listened to me. Don't you think they would've made the cutest Chipmunks?

But no. It's like they're real people and they have their own opinions or something. Weird, I know.

That's alright. I'll keep my little Star Wars guys and barefoot dinosaur/dragon thingy.

(next year that prize is mine!)

Monday, October 25, 2010


Yes, I'm still alive.

But just barely.

This school thing is kicking my trash.

Until I can get around to a real post, here's a little somethin' to remember me by:

Thursday, September 9, 2010


No time to blog.
Must study.
2-year-old thinks sociology textbooks are fun.

False advertisement.

Tuesday, August 31, 2010

Low Self-Esteem?

Just be glad your kid didn't say this to you--

Ian: Mom, your breath stinks.

Me: What does it smell like?

Ian: a swamp


Then the next day after I came home from the pool, Ian and his super nose were at it again--

Ian: Mom, why do you smell ridiculous?

I didn't even know how to answer that one. Does chlorine smell ridiculous to anyone else?

Friday, August 27, 2010


Well, I've survived 4 whole days at my local community college. I'm afraid, though, that my IQ has suffered as a result of those 4 days.

I am definitely not surrounded by the cream of the crop over there, if you know what I mean. I think I wore more clothes than anyone in my classes, had the least number of tattoos and piercings, and I'm sure I was the only one not wearing the popular cigarette-infused perfume.

So, in an attempt to reverse the mind numbing effect of that lovely educational institution, let's do a little learning of our own. Here is a mathematical equation about the goings on at the Fish household.



Only in a house full of boys...

Class dismissed.

Monday, August 23, 2010

School's in Session

What do you get when you cross a minivan with a community college?


Today is my first day of school in over 8 years. 8 years is a long time!

Things have sure changed in those 8 years....

No new school outfit was laid out the night before. I might get a shower before class, if I'm lucky.

No fun lunch was made the night before with a cute note from my mom. Instead, I made my kids' lunches and I'll probably eat an apple on the way to school, if I'm lucky.

I won't be meeting up with my friends after class to hangout. I'll be rushing to pick up my kids from school and make sure they get their homework done and get dinner on the table, if they're lucky.

Personally, I kinda like this way of things anyway. And, I'm really excited to be going back to school. I'm only taking two classes, but this way it won't interfere with my mom time. Carter will be napping while I'm away and I'll be done in time to be home when Ashton and Ian get home.

I just hope those teenagers don't laugh at me when I drive up to the college in my minivan. I know-- I'll just roll down my windows and blare a little Miley Cyrus. That way they'll know I'm legit.

Monday, August 16, 2010

The Summer is Officially Over

Today starts our first full week of school, and I'm not sure I can handle it. 6 hours is just too long for my boys to be away from me!

I mean, who would want to be away from these faces?

After we took the traditional first day of school picture, it was off to school for my little Kindergartner and not-so-little 1st grader.

Poor Ian, though, had a rude awakening that first day. His teacher told me he did fine in the morning, but by the afternoon he was done. She would ask him to do things and he would just tell her no. Apparently he even told her she wasn't the boss of him!

I was mortified when she told me. I felt like I was the one getting in trouble and worried that we had made the wrong decision to put him in all-day Kindergarten.

Well, we had a long talk and that's when I realized I hadn't prepared him properly for what to expect. He said he wanted to go back to preschool because there aren't toys or games at Kindergarten.

And when I told him that his teacher was, in fact, in charge of him-- it was like a light bulb went off in his head and that was a whole new concept for him.

After being told all the horrible consequences that would befall him if his teacher told me he acted that way again, I sent him to school the next day. I was a nervous wreck.

But luckily, he got a good report from his teacher and I could breathe again, until the next school day...and the next, and the next.

Man, this school thing is tough! It's going to give me an ulcer!

But luckily, I've got this one to keep me busy while his brothers are away.

Friday, August 13, 2010

A Letter

My Dearest Cori Bori,

What a lovely conversation we had yesterday! It was soooo good to talk with you, and I do hope you are heeding my advice and are leaving those chickens alone! Poor things.

And, If I'm not mistaken (which, as you know, is a rare occurrence), I might have promised you something in haste during our wonderful conversation. Because, if I had taken the time to think through the logistics of that promise, I would have realized just how utterly impossible it would be.

I'm sorry, but there was absolutely no way I could write that blog post last night, like I promised. I simply had too much to do.

See, I thought about writing a witty take on the boys' first day of school, but then I tripped on their toys all over the living room floor and figured I should probably do some cleaning instead. Do you want my children living in filth? I didn't think so.

Then later I was going to write a hilarious post about how I was sick in bed for a week with the flu and strep throat, but then Project Runway, one of my favorite shows came on, and you guessed it-- I just had to watch it. Would you deprive a girl her one pleasure in life? I mean, I would never dream of turning off the TV when you are watching Yo Gabba Gabba. Remember: don't bite your friends.

That's when I got really serious about writing a post for you. It was going to be all about Carter and how cute he is, and how much he's talking, and all the adorable things he's been doing. But then I remembered I needed to make the boys' lunches for school. I mean, you wouldn't want them to starve, would you?

I even sat down to write about my spa-like experience at the dentist yesterday, where I was lucky enough to enjoy a relaxing and soothing root canal. But by that point, it was past my bed time. You don't want my health to suffer from lack of sleep, right?

In conclusion, I am totally and completely and utterly sorry for not posting an awesome blog post like I promised. How can I ever make it up to you? Can you find it in your heart to forgive me?

Your Favorite Awesome Aunt

P.S. Have a great summer. K.I.T. Stay sweet.

Monday, August 2, 2010

A Couple Things I Learned over My Summer Vacation

***It doesn't take a lot to impress my kids. Book a night at a local hotel and call it a vacation! Apparently a sofa bed and a hotel pool are all you need.

(and some cute boys in their pj's )

***I also learned it doesn't take a lot to impress me. Take me to a kiddie movie and it'll be the highlight of my summer. Seriously.
(have you seen it? hilarious. loved it.)

***2 cavities and a root canal later, one painful lesson I learned is it's not a good idea to wait years between dentist visits.

(look at that nice set of she regularly visits her dentist)

***And possibly the most important thing I learned is to not put Carter's pants in Ian's dresser.

(and to never misplace his tennis shoes again either)

All in all, I'd say this was one very educational summer.

Monday, July 19, 2010

The 4th of July Post You've All Been Waiting For

Nothin' says
Happy Birthday America!

atv accidents

dirty 2-year-olds

exhausted 5-year-olds

cheese balls

and being asked every 15 seconds, "Is this the finale?"

The End.
(and yes, this is the finale)

Friday, July 9, 2010

Got a Problem that Needs Solving?

These three are here to save the day.

Thursday, July 1, 2010

Missed Me?

So apparently summer vacation for me really means a blogging vacation...and a picture-taking vacation...and an any-semblance-of-a-schedule vacation.

I'm not even quite sure where the month of June went. Oh yeah, I remember where it went-- it went swimming at the pool, exercising at the gym, renovating in the kitchen, more renovating in the kitchen, reading decorating blogs on the computer, spending time with family, watching movies, reading books, throwing a killer party, and basically everywhere but here. Did I mention we did a little renovating?

My goal for July, however, is to stop and just enjoy my boys. I hate that I let the day-to-day stuff get in the way of really spending quality time with them. Any tips on how to slow down and smell the roses, so to speak?

And what sweet roses they are.

Friday, June 4, 2010

Playing Catch Up

We are now a week into summer vacation, meaning the school year is officially over for my little kindergartener and preschooler. And with the temperatures rising and all the end of the school year festivities, I'm a little worn out.

I loved Ian's preschool this year. However, I didn't love the 35 minutes we had to kill between the time I dropped Ashton off at school and the time Ian's school started. I also didn't love all those 4-year-old girls throwing themselves at my boy.

What I will miss are all the fun projects and activities he got to do. Like the Mother's Day tea party.

And the concerts (love the hand motions).

Now, I've never really seen the point of preschool graduations, but this is one dang cute preschool graduate. So proud.

Ashton loved school this year and is reading like a madman. He was pretty sad on the last day of school, which just about brought a tear to this proud mother's eye.

And just like Ian, Ashton had an end of the year concert. Can you spot him? He's the tall one in the back row. I think he just might be the tallest in his grade.

Love those hand motions!

But can you please tell me how to get him to smile naturally for a picture?!

Now I've got a few months with all three boys at home before it's just Carter. What will I do with only one at home all day?

In the meantime, if you need to get a hold of us, check the local junior high pool.

Monday, May 31, 2010

Name Shame

I don't know what it is about my name. People love to write songs about it-- Frankie Valli and Steve Perry, to name a few.

I guess it's just too easy to rhyme with.

When I was in 4th or 5th grade, some kids in my class made up a song for me. You pick the tune, but the lyrics went a little something like this, "Take off the 'S' in Sherry. Take off the 'H' in Harms. If you do what I tell you, you'll have Herry Arms!"

Ha ha. So funny. Thankfully, I didn't actually have hairy arms, or I could've really gotten a complex. Kids.

Yesterday at church we sang a hymn called "Carry On." And lucky for me, carry is one of the many words that rhymes with Sherry.

It was always my family's little joke growing up to sing the chorus really loudly, "Sherry on, Sherry on, Sherry on!"

I don't remember the last time I cried so much during a song as I did yesterday during "Carry On." It was kinda embarrassing.


Aren't they cute?

Not sure how many of you know this, but they have been asked to extend their mission in South Africa for another year. December 2011 is sooooo far away. Boo hoo.

Guess I'll have to just Sherry...errr...Carry On.

Monday, May 24, 2010

When the Scissors Go Missing

Life's full of surprises. And motherhood's no different.

One thing that hasn't surprised me, however, is my kids' obsession with these babies.

When the scissors go missing at my house, I'm not gonna lie-- I get a little nervous.

Luckily, (knock on wood) no one has given himself a "fun" haircut or given one to his brother. No major damage done.

And since we're talking about a house full of boys with not a single Barbie or doll in sight, I thought I would be safe from finding remnants of "salon makeovers" when the scissors go missing.

But then I realized I forgot about the Christmas nutcracker.

Thursday, May 20, 2010

Really Random Ramblings

So I've recently discovered something about myself. Apparently my blogging abilities have an unhealthy codependency on my camera cord. With my camera cord out of commission the last couple weeks, my blogging's been unwittingly out of commission too.

Never fear (because I'm sure you were...fearing). I was finally able to upload some pictures yesterday. And voilá -- a post today! Now, that doesn't guarantee a great post. Just a post.

Don't you love reading a post about the writing of a post? I do. It's almost as good as writing a post about writing a post.

Do you ever read a word (like post, for instance) so many times that it starts looking weird and you have to double check that that's really how you spell that word, even though you've been reading/writing that word ever since you could read/write?

Obviously a ton has been going on since we last convened.

Actually, I have been pretty busy. I just don't feel like writing about it now...I'll save that for the next post (gotta keep ya coming back for more somehow).

For now, here's a little gem of a pic I took today. Ian and Carter built this "pillow house" while Ashton was at school.

These two were playing so nicely together that I started questioning my decision to put Ian in all-day kindergarten next year.

...but they can still play just as nicely together after all-day kindergarten, right?

Monday, May 10, 2010

A Sublime Rhyme on Your Dime

I'm sure you're all sick and tired of my constant bragging about my children. I would be if I were you, but I'd understand. Because if I were you, I'd realize just how awesome they really are.

But, I figured I'd give you all a break today and brag on someone else for a change: me! I bet you didn't know this about me, but I've got some mad rhyming skills.

I put them mad skills to good use yesterday and wrote my mom the best Mother's Day poem EVER. And out of the kindness of my heart, I will share it with you now. You're welcome.

But, I'm gonna have to warn you: you're all going to feel a little sad that you didn't get such an awesome poem for Mother's Day. Sorry.

Of all the fish in the sea

Or leaves in a tree

Or dogs full of fleas

Or spellers in a bee

Or rednecks of Tennessee

Or bones in your knee

Or cherries in a jubilee

Or scratches on a CD…

All the world would agree

You don’t need a degree

To know with certainty

That none can compare with thee!

Happy Mother’s Day

Thursday, May 6, 2010


Dontcha wish you loved something as much as this kid loves his blankie?

Monday, May 3, 2010

Channeling my Inner Fraulein Maria

{A Few of My Favorite Things}

Okay they're not brown paper packages or raindrops on roses, but they did help brighten up my Sunday.

Have you tried it? Soooooo good. I couldn't find any for a while after lunch and I was going through major withdrawals. Don't worry-- I found it, and all was again right with the world.

I've never gotten into this show before or even the regular Apprentice. But it's great television! I mean, I don't know what's better: the Trump comb over or the unstable state of Cyndi Lauper's mental health.

Oh, and these guys are pretty good too.

Friday, April 30, 2010

Monday, April 26, 2010

Bragging Rights

So my last post was awesome, huh? Are we still friends?

It's been a while since I've had that many comments, so I thought I'd write another controversial post. Let's talk Arizona's new immigration law....


How 'bout a really good brag session? Those are always fun.

Ian drew this picture for his friend Layne. Can you tell what it is? Of course you can-- it's 2 football players. He's so promising, I know.

Speaking of talent, I think Ashton's going to be a writer when he grows up. Here's proof-- an email he sent to my parents in South Africa:
dear grandma and papa
i wont to no how big elufints are.
dear ashton
i lov you

And I can't forget my youngest. He is amazing. Just look.

He can roll his tongue! And Ashton can make a kissy face. My kids are awesome.

Friday, April 23, 2010

No Offense, Stephenie

There's something wrong with me. That's the only possible explanation.

For the past several weeks I've been reading a book I don't like. Each night I put it down in frustration. And then I pick it up the next night to read, just so I can put it down once again in frustration.

What is wrong with me?

And then last night I realized I didn't like the movie I rented within 10 minutes of pushing play on my remote. Each time the main character spoke or came on the screen I would cringe. And yet I watched all 2 hours of that darn movie.

What is wrong with me?

I've come to the conclusion that only a mathematical equation can help my predicament.



Oh, that's what's wrong with me.

Plus, I've realized that I will never be a member of the Stephenie Meyer fan club. And I'm sure now I'll never have any kind of fan club of my own. Just don't send me hate mail, okay?

However, if you do have something mean to say, just make sure you put a "no offense, but..." in front and then write a blog post about it.