For Thanksgiving we couldn't go to Ninilchik like we planned because Emery got sick last night. It wasn't anything too serious, he has a cough, runny nose and a bit of a fever, but he's been pretty miserable all day. Instead we went to Luke's parents house, stole some leftovers then came home and had a tea party. The tea party was pretty fun. Landon had a lot of fun pouring the tea. Right now Luke and I are cleaning out the garage. We're cleaning it out because we're going to paint a mural in the garage. I can't wait to do that, it's going to be so much fun.

I'm tired of people thinking that I am butthurt over Landon not liking artistic things. It's mostly Luke's family that think that way. Honestly, I could care less if he doesn't like drawing. I would love it if he grew up wanting to build robots for MIT or Boston Dynamics, not that I am going to push it on him. Anyways, the only reason why I gave Luke a hard time was because everyone spent all this money on art supplies, some "real quality" stuff too and he never uses them. But hey, it's their money and no one knew what he was going to be into at the time. I'm not upset with Landon at all. He's a little kid and his hobbies still change practically every day.

We've been having such a bad weekend. We all got sick, well not "we", just Luke, Landon and Emery. The floor has been installed, but the refrigerator, table, dishwasher and stove are still in the living room. I'm surprised that it all fits back there, behind the sofa that is... Emery is still coughing a lot.

I'm thinking of getting rid of my deviantART account. I don't really use it and I only have like one person on there who is friendly with me. I don't know what I was even hoping to gain from posting on dA. I guess I was really hoping for some kind of helpful critique, but I am too scared to ask for it.

I'm also thinking of making another new LJ account.

I was recently guilted into buying a better cat food for our precious useless pets. We ended buying them some all natural food made with REAL meat and paid $23.00 for a six pound bag. They hated it and would hardly touch it, so we went to the store yesterday and picked up a six pound bag of Friskies for $11.00. They pretty much came running when they heard me open the bag, then they all crowded around as I poured it, then CC and Lois waited impatiently until it was their turn to eat. I decided to switch them back to the old food. I'm going to give the rats the other food. We're not relieved that we don't have to spend $23.00 every couple of weeks, we can finally afford to get them a good food. But, if they won't eat it there's really no point.

Emery bit my nipple. He drew blood...it's still kind of sore. Well, that's all that's going on.

I don't even know why I'm bothering with LiveJournal, it's not like anything goes on around here. I've decided that Twitter isn't fun anymore. I'm probably going to delete my Twitter account. Oh, I forget what I was going to write about. I'm bored now.

I would send my dad back to Mexico. I mean, I would help my dad become the richest man in Mexico.

I'm going to be a furry again. This time my "fursona" is going to be a giant werewolf that eats teenage girls. 15-19 ONLY.

Happy birthday Landon. Congratulations to Teddy Bear for finally biting Landon and having the decency to have done it on his face.

I'm hooked on Justine, but damn it all I have to take care of my kids.

Rachael, don't have kids. I know how much you value your reading time. 

Check out what Emery got. We'll have to thank Jim for this.

I love my family, I really do but damn they can be so frustrating. I just don't know what to say or do. And they wonder why I don't call.

Fucking fuck, I am so mad. A damn cabinet fell on my head earlier this evening. I was putting a plastic bowl away in a cabinet full of light plastic items, suddenly the whole thing came down and landed on my forehead. It also scraped my arm. Damn it, why do these things happen to me? I'm so pissed off, the cabinet was put up in such a shitty way. I am so mad at the previous owners of this house.

I hope this stupid cat catches that damn mosquito.

Today I was concerned about CC losing her fur in large clumps, I just realized that it's summer and she's just shedding more. I guess the reason it looked so bad is because she's a long haired cat and her shed fur is so much more noticeable.

In other news Emery is getting bigger. He sure is cute but he looks so much like Luke. Oh, we saw a speech therapist for Landon and now we know why he doesn't talk like most toddlers his age: he doesn't want to. He's so busy he doesn't have time to talk. The therapist suggested that we try and slow him down and explain things to him but that's not working because he doesn't want to talk.

So yeah, that's what has been going on.

Hmmmm, as it turns out cats don't really like human milk and that's just fine.

So, it's my birthday today. I am finally 21, I can now legally drink alcoholic beverages. Too bad I have no desire to. It's been a really calm day so far. I'm actually kind of depressed today. It has nothing to do with my birthday though. Hopefully when Luke gets off of work I will feel better.

Wow, it's been a while since I posted here. I wonder why? Oh yeah, I have a new baby and nothing to say. Seriously, there is a lot I could say about Emery without actually saying anything. Babies are babies. Anyways, it's interesting having two kids, three if you count Luke. I feel like I have no time to myself.

I feel like shit today. Same as yesterday. I got sick thanks to Landon, some kind of nasty cold I am assuming. It's too bad that lately I don't feel like doing anything lately not even things I usually enjoy. Oh well, not like I had anything important planned, other than going to Anchorage, I can't wait for that.

Well this has been a useless and forced post. :/

Not that I want a job but, if I had to pick one that I might actually be good at I would have to say licking the arm pit sweat off of female models. Sounds like a job that would only pay minimum wage.

Marijuana Linked to Testicular Cancer That means that only women can smoke it without any known consequences, nice.

Anyways, last weekend we almost got a dog. It was a cute puppy but I am so glad that Luke let me decide in the end. Maybe when Emery is at least two we will get one.