Fisk Family Fun

I was thinking

2011-08-29T04:35:00.001-07:00

So as I was blog stalking several strangers today I started thinking that maybe I should actually blog myself! Crazy concept I know... just stick with me here.

So when I started this blog a while back I was going to blog about the family and all of the fun/cool things we do. Then I started thinking that we are not that "FUN" so why blog. It wasn't until recently that I realized that my life is just ordinary to ME! Yes...the MR & I are still over worked and exhausted all the time but in a world like this, who isn't. I love to blog, I love to write...and I used to wish I had more time to do both. But instead of wishing, I'm now "doing" so take this blog or leave it. The one down side, is that our computer at home is BUSTED beyond repair (I'm blogging from a secret location today), so I can't really upload any pictures until we get a new one. Soo...until then it's just going to be like a long story with no cool pictures.

** But hey--it's online so you don't have to feel the awful texture of the paper (seriously why is there such horrible feeling paper for books?).

As most people know, I'm super busy all of the time...but everyone is these days! I always put my own wants/needs on the back burner as most parents/spouses do, but I have learned (the hard way) doing this is taking a toll on my happiness. I am really trying to pull out of my "funk." I've made a promise to myself that I need to start paying attention to ME (geez I feel selfish), otherwise I'll lose what little is left of my mind!

With that said...I'm getting back into my HOBBY of dog obedience with my NEW PUPPY! Then, once our computer is fixed...I am going to bite the bullet and invest in some Photo Shop software so that I can do photography that I'm so desperately wanting to learn more about. Eek, I'm excited!!!

Dog shows + Photos = Happy Me

Happy me = Happy Family!!!

Comments

2011-08-24T02:36:00.000-07:00

Why can I not comment on my own blog? It says I do not have permission, then it says to log in...when I am ALREADY LOGGED IN. Can any of you savvy bloggers help me?

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2011-08-23T04:13:00.000-07:00

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2011-01-31T23:36:00.000-08:00

Better late than never right? Well, that is my blogging motto these days. I have so much to fill you in on though!! So I will add a few new posts today to try to catch up.
First, in response to my previous post I decided to go for the Celiac blood panel and that was NEGATIVE!! Super woot!! Well, you can still get false negatives, but I chose not to get the "scope" to look at my guts, because I had already been violated enough, and either way I'm severely allergic to gluten (among other things) so I have to be gluten free anyway (the only way to treat Celiac). So, I'm content with my blood results and I didn't feel the need for additional testing. Yay me! On a side note, I'm losing weight and am down 18 pounds since Thanksgiving and I feel amazing.
With that, I have also decided to share some of my new recipes. I have tried many GF,SF,vegan type recipes and they are pretty good, but I always have to add my own twist to make them "better". I have my favorite chocolate cake recipe (before GF life), so I decided I had to make it safe for me now. Let me tell you, It is freaking AMAZING! I can't believe it is GF,SF,Vegan chocolaty goodness. So I had to share, since most of my recipes come from other bloggers. Maybe someone will eventually see my great cake and make it!! :) I will have to post pictures later. You will not believe this is GF. Remember, you have to triple check ingredients on your products to ensure they are the GF,SF version.

OMG I DID IT-- Chocolate Cake

1 Cup Brown Rice Flour
1/2 Cup Quinoa Flour
1/4 Cup Tapioca Flour
2 Cups Xylitol
3/4 Cup Unsweetened Cocoa powder
1.5 tsp baking soda
1.5 tsp baking powder
1 tsp Xanthan Gum
1/2 Cup oil (I use canola to make it soy free)
1 tsp salt
1 Cup Almond milk
Egg replacer (equivalent to 2 eggs) ** I used Energy brand** follow directions on box
2 tsp vanilla extract
1 Cup boiling water

Mix flours well with whisk to blend all together, then add remaining dry ingredients until well incorporated. *This is super important when baking gluten free*

Then mix milk,egg replacer,oil and vanilla, at this point batter will be thick. Lastly add boiling water and stir well. (I do not use electric mixer, because everyone cautions against over mixing, better to be safe than sorry)

Pour immediately into greased & floured (coconut oil & rice flour) 13x9 or two 9 inch round baking pans. Bake at 350 F degrees for 30-35 minutes.

I don't have frosting for this cake, I prefer warm chocolate cake w/ buttery spread melted on top. So Stinkin' good. You have to try it!!

I'm BACK!!

2010-12-01T20:14:00.000-08:00

Oh my goodness!! I blogged two days in a row!! Well, a year apart anyway. I know I’m a horrible person for not having blogged the last year of my life, but for the most part they were things that I would like to forget anyway. With Brent being in Iraq I was constantly busy, sleep deprived, and sick. The girls managed better than I did in most areas, and I’m so very thankful for that. Brent made it home safely from Iraq, and with that our lives are on the journey back to our normal (yes “our” normal).

Our normal though, is still beyond crazy. But we do what is needed in an effort to keep the girls’ lives as smooth as possible. I still work nights Sunday-Wednesday and Brent works the normal people days and hours. We do this so that they don’t have to go to daycare or after school programs etc. With this however, Brent and I don’t see each other much. Once I leave for work on Sunday, I may see him a total of ten minutes until our standing lunch date on Thursday. We have only two Saturdays a month that neither of us have to work (that is on a good month), otherwise we are constantly like two ships passing in the night….Err, well early morning in our case. HOWEVER—There is an end in sight to our madness! I’m so happy that we have decided that I will go to a day shift in July 2011!! I know it seems like that is a long time away, but really… it is only 7 months! At which time Lyndsey will be almost 12, Reilly will almost be seven and they can stay home alone together for a couple of hours after school until I would get home. I can’t wait to be a normal person again.

Speaking of being normal, ha ha… for those of you who have been so supportive with my health issues here is a little update. After YEARS of feeling constantly ill, a nine day hospitalization in August and more painful poking and prodding than I care to admit… I decided enough was enough. I took my sister’s advice and went to a naturopathic doctor! I know some people don’t see them as “doctors” but I absolutely do. In fact…they are better than Western Medicine doctors by a FAR! With ONE (1) visit and blood test they found that I’m allergic to EVERYTHING!! Well, not exactly everything, but things that we eat every day. After years and years of being disregarded by other doctors it obviously took a MAJOR toll on my body. Not to mention vitamin levels and my thyroid (hello weight gain) were out of whack too! Granted, the other doctors also tested my thyroid but it is on the low end of normal for western medicine…but it is NOT normal for Naturopathic practices, because of higher standards. I have MAJORLY changed the way I eat (to exclude all allergens) and I’m already feeling a lot better and have lost 11 pounds in 12 days!! Wooot! I’m allergic to many things but the biggest ones are Gluten, Sugar Cane, Soy, Corn, Eggs, and Milk. If you aren’t sure what Gluten is…Google it. It is in EVERYTHING! I’m waiting on my Celiac Disease results (has to do w/ gluten allergy), and I will keep ya posted. The doctors are pretty sure that it will be positive though, as ALL of my symptoms that landed me in the hospital in August are related to long term untreated Celiac Disease. I don’t understand how the TEAMS of doctors missed it for so long. In one visit to the Naturopath, I learned more than in the years of doctor appointments with western medicine doctors.

Well, I think this is enough for now… I will really be better about blogging now. I am excited to share my fun family life and my journey to being healthy (gluten & other allergen free)…I have already experimented with baking and I have some pictures to share too.  But, that is for next time.

Much love…Jill

November Nonsense

2009-11-30T03:34:00.000-08:00

Okay, where to begin…FIRST, I never intended to be the once a month type of blogger. I’m just super busy lately for obvious reasons.

Lyndsey had her TENTH birthday on Nov 5th I seriously can’t believe my little angel is ten years old. I look at her beautiful face and I wonder how I got so lucky as to have a child so beautiful, not to mention absolutely sweet and caring.

So November has been pretty eventful really, the week after Lyndsey’s Bday I went to visit Brent in NJ. We went to New York and Pennsylvania too for some touristy stuff. It is beautiful in the northeast, but I’m not a fan of that much rain or paying to drive on the highways (stupid tolls). My favorite part was Tiffany & CO and Serendipity in NYC on the same day! Jewelry and chocolate in the company of my loving husband…what more could a girl ask for?

I’m super happy to have my mom back in Arizona, with everything going on and a new “on call” schedule at work, I haven’t been able to spend as much time with her as I would have liked but it is still nice knowing she is close by.

Brent is in Kuwait now, and will be going on to “another place” within a few days. With the holidays here now, depression has officially set in for me. I cry at the drop of a hat, and I want nothing more than to have him home. The girls are really emotional too right now. It’s just sad. I literally sleep with my cell phone since I work nights and he is 10 hours a head he is usually calling when I’m a couple hours into my sleep for the day. When the girls are home and I’m sleeping I put them on “phone watch” so that we don’t miss his calls…since we never know when the next one will be.

Thanksgiving came & went….my sister Jodi came in town and it was nice to catch up with her. We did the black Friday crazy women shopping deal, and went at midnight when the malls opened. We finished up at Walmart and where headed home Friday morning by 0525. It was a long night, but we got some great deals.

I guess that is all I can think of right now…well except for Jessica our nanny is leaving us. Things just didn’t work out the way we had hoped, the girls and I will miss having her around…and wish her the best of luck.

Happy Holidays

2009-10-26T01:28:00.000-07:00

Okay, so things have been so busy—yeah yeah, typical Jill phrase I know.
Seriously though, I’m just going bananas. I’m still in the phase where it’s easier to be grumpy than sad; and I’m sure it is getting really old to the people around me. I’d apologize, but I’m not ready to change it quite yet…so stay tuned.

Daddy Fisk has been super busy this week with training, and although I got a warning it would be like this from here on out, it’s not easy. The only time I get to talk to him is a few minutes at night—and well, H-E-L-L-O I work nights. So I rush outside to take a break and talk for a few minutes but being that we have to keep it so short there is no REAL talk. It’s wearing me down.

Enough whining though right…I promise I’m not ALWAYS a downer. So the good news is that the Army issued them a four day pass which means, I’ll get to go see him for four days next month!! I’m super excited, we plan on going to NYC and Philadelphia to see some touristy stuff, it should be fun. AND I’m excited that I get a “do over” since I spent the last pass in GRUMP mode!!! I’m sure you wanted to know…but I’m mostly looking forward to spooning—it is by far the most secure feeling ever. I can’t even explain it… so cherish your spooning time. The funny thing is he always says I pose him like a Ken doll!!! So hilarious (so Brent)…deep down I’m sure he likes it too.

Another good thing is that my mom is moving back to AZ from Colorado!! YEAH, we are excited to have her back in town; I think Lyndsey almost cried from excitement.

Oh…we did the ward trunk or treat last night it was fun, Brent’s parents had the girls so they weren’t there (they went to another Halloween function), but I did borrow a few other kids for a little bit so I didn’t look like a freak being there childless. For Halloween this year Lyndsey is a clown and Reilly is an angel with a crown and a wand, odd really—I know, but she was set on all three and I have learned to choose my battles. On the way to the church, Reilly was telling me that she didn’t have a dad now, so I spent about five minutes explaining to her that YES, she does have a daddy—he is just away for a while. Man was that hard.

Okay okay I really do have some family pictures to put on here and I will get them off the camera as soon as I figure out how but for now I figure Maxine and I think enough alike that I wouldn’t be totally off by adding a picture of her.

The "See ya soon"

2009-09-29T02:28:00.000-07:00

Things have been so chaotic lately, and to be honest I’m just plum tuckered out.
I’ve been trying to keep positive but it’s proving to be harder than I had originally thought. Here is a recap of recent events.

So, Daddy Fisk had been training in Florence for a couple weeks as originally planned since he went on orders (working for Army full time) on September 2nd. During that time we got to talk to him most every night, and when we didn’t we would get a text saying he was too tired to talk but, he would send his love nonetheless. His unit had decided sometime ago that they were not going to be giving passes (days off) after they had left AZ to MOB (mobilize). So, they gave him a four day pass where he had absolutely NO ARMY stuff to do between that training and actually leaving. I can’t even tell you how much I loved that… but loving it didn’t make it easy by any means.

He has been gone so much lately that I had become comfortable with my own routine that Jessica (nanny) and I had come up with. So, while I was beyond excited to spend time with him, it was awkward just a teeny bit…because well; anyone who knows him knows that he too is set in his ways and he takes the whole “a man’s home is his castle” thing to an extreme. Which I normally don’t mind, in fact I take pride in trying to please him in that. Just not right now.

With all of the recent training and pending deployment Brent had a friend that didn’t have a place to stay; so he stayed with us until they left (we wouldn’t even think of letting him live at the armory). Hiner is a super cool guy who can make you laugh at anything. So…I’m thankful he was here to lighten the mood around the house. HOWEVER, with another testosterone driven, war bound male in the house, I was about to go INSANE.

My point of view:

I’m sending my husband off to war, my children are emotional to say the least. I’ve been preparing for some time, however I don’t care to talk about blowing things up, killing things, watching war movies (I’ve always hated them), talking about the last time they went to war, FOBBITS (higher rank leaders who do nothing) and so on all day long. IN FACT…I find it detrimental to the cause and my mental state.

Their point of view:

This is cool stuff, let’s blow things up…Praise the Lord & pass the ammunition!

Their view + My View= GRUMPY ME

My point in all of this is that, with everything going on I was a complete grump for probably three and a half of the four days he got to be home. I didn’t want to be reminded that he was leaving, I just wanted my old routine back and a sense of normalcy, but that didn’t happen. I just feel like my world has been turned upside down. Daddy Fisk kindly reminded me that those days could be the last that I ever see him and that I should lighten up…but even knowing that, I couldn’t. I just find it easier to be MAD than SAD. I’m less vulnerable that way, and it’s easier to cope (I tried to snap out of it…but literally, couldn’t).

OMG…this post is forever long.
Okay, so on Friday there was the farewell ceremony in the morning, and that night they had to return at 2330, but we got to stay with him until about 0200 when they finally kicked us out of the armory (we were one of the last families there). The girls were hanging on his legs and holding him tight for the hours we were there. It is the most heart breaking thing ever. It was eerily quiet as we started out the doors, when Reilly stopped and yelled “DADDY!”
Brent turned around (as did most other men)
Rei: “Call us every day…okay?”
“I’ll try” he replied.
We kept walking.

I didn’t cry there…I got teary eyed on my way home. But, it wasn’t until Saturday morning that it HIT ME like a ton of bricks. I’m not going to see my husband for 400 days. Say it with me…FOUR h-u-n-d-r-e-d days.

I’ve been crying since.

prepared...not prepared

2009-09-26T12:37:00.000-07:00

Today I realized that no matter how much mental preparation I think I have done that waking up on day 1 of 400 without my husband is the most empty - rip your heart out feeling ever. I just hate this. Today I'm also not so sure I can do this, but then again who am I kidding...I don't have a choice.

Stayin' Alive

2009-09-16T03:47:00.000-07:00

Okay, so we are playing pass the germ game again. Reilly has been sick on & off since Friday morning. Today though, she was feeling better so I sent her to school. When I picked her up she seemed her normal self, but quickly became her normal-grumpy self once we got home (she is very tired after school). She was particularly excited about today because Brent’s parents (mammy & bobby) were going to pick her up, and take her to celebrate her birthday (She turned 5 last Thursday) by doing dinner and some other fun grandparent-ish type of stuff. They also kept one present at their house for her to open today…so she was really stoked to go!

Anyway, long story short, when mammy Fisk got to the house to pick up the girls Reilly was curled in the fetal with a blanket saying that she was FREEZING. So, I took her temperature, it was 99.3 so I knew she was sick. Sadly, she just wasn’t feeling up to going so Lyndsey (my sweet angel) went with mammy anyway for some much needed bonding time. No worries, Reilly will get her special day when she is feeling better.
Okay, I’m really trying to be short here… I HAD to drop something off at the armory for daddy Fisk today, so after the big girls left, I scooped Reilly up and put her in the car, and headed out, she puked 5 minutes into the ride. By the time we got back to the house her fever was 102.3 and I was trying to convince her to take some medicine (she HATES medicine more than any kid I know). She wanted me to hold her, so I told her I would hold her if she took the medicine, but otherwise I would put her down.

While holding her and trying to get her to take the Motrin I had premeasured in hand, she just started to sob. I was puzzled, why now? What has got her UPSET now? She then blurts out (in a sobbing-sickly voice) "I JUST WANT TO STAY ALIVE!"
I immediately look at Jessica (nanny) who was sitting to my right; we both had wide eyes to say the least.

Me: Baby, what do you mean, you want to stay alive?
Rei: I don’t want you to put me down!
Me: Oh no baby…not that kind of put you down! I’m going to L-A-Y you down.

Well, poor Reilly in her sweet little mind was thinking I was going to “put her down” like a sick animal, if she didn’t take her medicine. I guess I should choose words more wisely, as she remembered recently that my sister had to put her dog “down” (to sleep) because he was sick. After I explained the difference, she asked me in a soft little voice, to lay her back down on the couch. Then I sang her “I am a child of God” with a shaky voice & tears in my eyes. I just couldn’t imagine what was going through her mind just minutes before.

She must have been comforted though, because she drifted off to sleep quickly.

365 days of____?

2009-09-14T03:09:00.000-07:00

Okay, so lately I have been thinking of starting some kind of fun project in an attempt to keep my sanity while Brent is gone. We have all seen those blogs where women use a crock pot every day for 365 days, or do some other cooky deal for a whole year. Well, my bloggin' buddies, I think I'm going to jump on that wagon too! I just need some ideas, legit ideas though, ones that could be fun to blog about too (separate from this blog most likely). I know it sounds silly, but since my husband will be gone, fighting for our freedom for a year I'm starting to feel inadequate. I know, sounds like a pitty party but really...put yourself in my shoes. I would like to do something for the same amount of time that he is gone, so I can think that I too have a "project" if that makes sense.

So far, I have had two ideas that keep coming back in my mind. First, being a weight loss blog...anyone who knows me knows that this is my all time fattest so I think it would be nice to make MYSELF be the "PROJECT" and get hot for my hubby when he comes home. But, then I come back to reality, and my self loathing tendencies return and I think that is a stupid idea.

Secondly, I thought about doing simple nice tasks for complete strangers and then blogging about their reactions. I love helping other people, but then I think for a minute, and realize that I'll already be spread too thin, and that people should be helping the poor lady who's husband is off to war...RIGHT? Yet another stupid idea. :(

Okay...so this blog entry was meant to be short and sweet so I'll stop here. Please, tell me your ideas for my 365 days of _______ project.

P.S. If you wanna call me fat, and agree that I should do the weight loss one, tell me. I won't be offended, or cry (in public) ha ha.

French Furniture

2009-09-08T00:43:00.000-07:00

Well, I’m thinking that with this post, I may offend some people so read carefully and slowly. Read the post in it’s entirety before jumping to conclusions and hating me right away. Also, remember to be open minded, and if you have something to share or add…by all means. Bring it on!

Now, with a disclaimer like that, I’m sure you are thinking this is going to be some crazy political or “Right Wing” tangent…but it’s not at all. I’m simply expressing my feelings about a few phrases that are often used incorrectly, and it drives me ABSOLUTELY BANANAS!

First: I hear people say all too often “Oh, I could care less.” Really, you could? In saying that you “COULD care less” you are implying that YOU DO CARE! I believe sir and or ma’am that you intend to use the phrase “I COULD’NT CARE LESS” which would imply that you care so little, you literally couldn’t care any less than you do at the said point in time.

Second (the one that made me start this post all together): I hear everyone these days ending all kinds of sentences with the phrase “and what not.” Seriously people, do we need to end every sentence with this phrase? It makes me so crazy that I NEVER use this phrase (I hereby give you permission to beat me profusely about my head and shoulders if I do). Did you know that a “whatnot” is actually a piece of furniture? It is also a synonym for the word knickknacks, and for et cetera. Although it may have a few different meanings, I don’t think I’ll find the need to and “oh and knickknacks” or “oh and a French piece of furniture” to the end of any of my sentences for crying out loud.
For your enjoyment, I’ve copied the definition of a whatnot from the Encyclopedia (just in case you doubt me)

whatnot
series of open shelves supported by two or four upright posts. The passion for collecting and displaying ornamental objects that began in the 18th century and was widespread in the 19th stimulated the production in England and the United States of this whimsically named piece of furniture. The French version was called the etagere. Some examples contain drawers at the base; others have three sides of the upper shelf surmounted with an ornamental board

*Yes, I did say it is sometimes used in place of et cetera, but I only saw that one place while I was researching and I’m wondering if it was put in there because of the constant use of the phrase in that context. I still don’t like it…so there!

3rd: The last one (for now) has been a big one for me since I was in 5th grade. There isn’t an error that makes me crazier than this one.
Drum roll please……A LOT! Yep, seems simple doesn’t it. Well, my friends. I all too often see it spelled alot (funny because the little red line below the incorrect spelling would tip me off). Alot, is NOT A WORD. It will probably never be one either, but that is just my guess. The way my teacher helped me to remember that a lot is TWO WORDS, is by thinking of a parking lot, you would say it is a lot, not alot, right? Yep…I am. Trust me.

See, that wasn’t too bad, was it? I hope I didn’t offend anyone. I’m just venting some of my peeves on here. And yes, I know I’m not perfect (so close it is scary...but nonetheless, still not perfect), and I probably have my share of grammatical errors in this post alone. I just find that I’m a little moody these days and I had to get that off my chest.
Peace out peeps!
J

CHICKEN BREATHE

2009-09-02T02:37:00.000-07:00

While watching George Lopez at work tonight (really it’s just for background noise)
I was reminded of a classic 911 call that someone at my work actually took, granted I wasn’t at there when it happened, but I’ve heard the story many times. Do yourself a favor, and if you need to go to the bathroom; go now! I’m not responsible for anyone that pees their pants over this story. Although I would laugh my patootie off, it’s just kind of messy, and I don’t really recommend it.

(This isn’t verbatim I’m sure, but very close nonetheless)

Operator: 911 what is your emergency?
Caller: Habla Espanol?
O: No, does anyone there speak English?
C: No.
O: Okay, do you need medical or police?
C: I dunno…chicken breathe
O: Chicken breathe?
C: Jes…chicken breathe (in a more impatient tone)
O: What does that mean sir?
C: CHEE CANNN BREATHE!!
O: Oh…sir, SHE CAN’T BREATHE?
C: JES!
O: Okay sir, let’s get the paramedics on the line with us too, hold on…

I want to let you know, that this took all of about 10 seconds, the caller received the help he needed for whoever “Chee” was, and although I don’t know the outcome, I’m sure they lived happily ever after.

Recent changes

2009-09-01T03:18:00.000-07:00

So, things have been a little crazy around the home front, yet it seems to have become the norm, and I’m actually okay with that.

Brent leaves Thursday morning for training, but the official farewell ceremony is on Sept 25th at 1100 (for those who want to attend). I think I’m actually going to be okay. But, ask me this time next week and I may have a different opinion. Now, I’m not saying I’m okay with him leaving…I’m just saying that I’ve shaken that “wake me when it’s over” feeling.

Our nanny Jessica arrived the week before last, she is great and the girls just love her. I think having her around is what snapped me out of my funk. Hello…I can’t let someone else watch me fall apart, RIGHT? Ha ha…half way kidding. The following is a conversation that she and her mom overheard the girls having while they were in the shower her first night here.

Rei: Wow! What is all of that sissy, can we use it? (Talking about shampoo)
Lynds: NO! That is Jessica’s
Rei: Is she our nanny?
Lynds: Yes
Rei: She doesn’t even look like a nanny, she is pretty.
Lynds: Yep
Rei: Well, if she is our nanny…surely she has glasses around here somewhere!?

Now…the funniest thing about this conversation is trying to figure out what Reilly was thinking. Being that Nanny McPhee is her favorite movie, she was probably expecting some old snaggle toothed, witch nosed looking lady. But, instead she got a young, nice, and pretty girl. And she was just trying to come to terms with things.
Poor baby, her mind was probably on overload.

With that said, I think that daddy Fisk is having a hard time with seeing the changes around the house. He is becoming grumpier as the days go by, but perhaps it is because things are setting in for him too. No matter how things are when he is away, it won’t be the same and we will miss him terribly.

Now, I believe my next bit deserves it’s own blog entry, but since I’m blogging about meaningful things, I will include it here.

A few posts ago, I had written about a woman named Kim Miller who is fighting colon cancer, and how I have followed her blog for some time. I was so DEEPLY SADDENED today, when I checked her blog for an update, but instead there was information for her funeral arrangements. My heart seriously fell to my stomach when I read it, and for a minute I even thought maybe it was information for someone else’s services. I believe that she was called home by our Heavenly Father, and although we are sad; the heavens were rejoicing upon her return. I pray for her entire family, especially her children during this hard time.
Please, check out her blog, the abundance of pictures capture her sweet spirit.
www.kimfightscancer.blogspot.com

Blogged with LOTS of love today...
-J

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2009-08-12T04:04:00.000-07:00

Call me The Neglector…the Blog Neglector that is!

Okay, so I’ve been really busy these last few days, so I figured I would enlighten the blog world about our recent endeavors; as a peace offering of course.

So, first things first—The girls started school last week. Lyndsey had a great week of course, this sweet little angel could adapt to anything, and well; since she was hand picked by her teacher this year I knew she would be ecstatic to start back to school. While, Reilly on the other hand is a completely different story (like always)…with all of sass and fussiness about school, I ended the week by observing her class without her knowing (via closed circuit tv in another room). All drama included, it wasn’t that bad for the first week of school and we made it to week two.

On Friday my parents took the girls, so Brent and I could celebrate our 6 year wedding anniversary!! Stupid Army Crap delayed it by a few days, but it was fabulous in the end.
I had one of our favorite babysitters come watch our dogs and I booked a room at a nearby hotel as a surprise for Brent. With him being so absolutely OCD, I knew I wouldn’t have his undivided attention unless we were out of the house. Yes, I know he can’t help it…but I CAN, so I took matters into my own hands (ha ha evil snicker).
So to kick off the night we met up with my sister Jamie and some of her friends as a last minute plan, they were going to watch some bull riding at some honky tonk bar in Cave Creek…granted, we didn’t know it was 40 miles one way (ridiculous) but it was fun & interesting to people watch for sure. We bowed out early so we could enjoy our child-free time alone and went back to the hotel for the night.

On Saturday we woke up and tried getting ready for the day, but I realized I had forgotten A LOT of things, like my shoes for the next day, deodorant, gel for his hair and something else I’m sure. So, I figured it was a great day to shower and let my hair air dry on the way home and I could finish getting ready there right…WRONG! Mr. Fisk INSISTED on a Cabellas trip, he dragged me inside kicking and screaming, wet pony tail hair and no make up (oh yeah, that is the other thing I forgot). I was whining and pouting enough to cut the trip short, and then we went home and took a nap! Ooh.. On Saturday morning Brent’s parents picked up the girls from my parents and kept them over night AGAIN!!! So…Sat night w/o kids = date night numero dos!!!

Sat night after date night numero dos (dinner & movie), I realized I was getting sick.

Sunday, stayed in bed all day…even missed Army wives & church (insert sad face here)

Monday, shuffled kids to/from school, realized I lost my garage door opener…had a dream that it must have been at the honky tonk place when I dropped my purse on Friday night. Called them when I woke up, and all be darned if it wasn’t true. So I took myself on an 80 mile round trip for my darn garage door opener… I couldn’t make it home quick enough…I was so sick I actually threw up on myself in the car. Gross eh? I don’t care…and I can’t believe I just admitted that on my blog. But I’m convinced no one reads my rants anyway…so THERE!

Tuesday, I woke up before my alarm feeling a little better, took my sick patootie to work, and regretted it to my core.

I’m four hours into Wednesday and I’m thinking today is gonna be a long day, however that the jury is still out…So, my friends…STAY TUNED for more Fisk Family Fun!!!

*ps...yes, I know "Neglector" isn't a word -- but I just love it anyway

2009-08-03T02:42:00.000-07:00

So these last few days we have been trying to wrap up our school clothes shopping, and I have been reminded yet again, that I absolutely hate shopping. My girls couldn’t be any more opposite, seriously from looks and personality, to the things they need for school. Here are a few things about each of the girls

Lyndsey: So sweet (this girls sweetness could give a person a cavity) & shy.
She likes ponytails…she would wear one every day if I would let her.
Jeans, shorts, & an occasional dress…I’m a jeans girl, so can’t blame her.
Tennis shoes! What? Tennis shoes!?! So frustrating (occasionally flip flops).

Reilly: This girl has enough sass for the whole family, and is way OUTSPOKEN!
She wants her hair different every day, shrek ears, snails, or whatever

Dresses/skirts every day so she can twirl around and model and she hates jeans!
This girl has every kind of shoe, boot, flip flop, dress shoe & wears them all.

So, when we went shopping for shoes for Reilly, I figured we would get some wild ones because since she has to wear a uniform, she can’t really be “individual” except for the shoes/socks and hairstyles/bows. So, we went to Nordstroms with Jenny and they happened to be having their anniversary sale going on…so I got her the most adorable pair of shoes ever. Lelli Kelly is my new favorite brand of shoes for kids, the best part is even though they are hand beaded and everything they are washable, and they stand by their product & will replace them if they don’t last. So…between the sale & the guarantee I didn’t mind spending the little extra money on these shoes for Reilly. Aren’t they just stinkin’ adorable??? I did get her some payless tennis shoes too- for the tough play days.

When we went to get shoes for Lyndsey she wasn’t happy about the choices at Nordstroms because they didn’t have a very big selection of tennis shoes, so I promised I would take her to Famous Footwear. She automatically was attracted to all the running type shoes along the wall, I tried SO HARD to drag her over to the more “trendy” type of shoes but she kept returning to “the wall”. I tried explaining to her that they don’t go with everything but it didn’t matter. In the end I was able to convince her to buy one pair of tennis shoes and another pair of ANYTHING BUT TENNIS SHOES. She then chose a cute little mary jane type shoe…they were white, but I figured beggars can’t be choosers.

On a side note: The other night we went to go meet Lyndsey’s teacher at school, she was really excited because it was Ms. Marquez who she had last year for her gifted math class. When we went in to chat with her, she said that she was so happy to have her in her class and her words were “I snagged Lyndsey this year”. I’m not kidding, my baby is such an angel that teachers have no problem telling us that they have “chosen” her to be in their classes. Coming from a family with teachers, I know this happens, but it just makes me proud to know that my daughter is one of the children who get “chosen”rather than just “put in” a class. I’m seriously so blessed to have such an amazing & loving child. I don’t know what I would do without this girl.

Since Reilly is starting Kindergarten at a charter school, they do things a little different because of the heightened security of the campus (which I love). Tomorrow is meet the teacher/ get acquainted in one. She will do a craft while I talk to the teacher and then she will officially start on her own on Tuesday. She has asked me several times if I could make her popular, to which I replied that in order to “be popular” she has to be nice to everyone, and she will “be popular” when everyone knows she is a nice girl. Then, she started asking Lyndsey how to be nice, because she just can’t do it. Her poor teacher, and all the little kindergartners in her class are sure in for a treat this year.

I love these girls so much, and I can’t believe how fast they are growing. 4th grade & Kindergarten; where has the time gone?

I tried posting a larger pic of Lyndsey's shoes but it just wouldn't work, but you get the point.

AU PAIR??

2009-07-29T20:15:00.000-07:00

So, by now I’m sure you know that Brent is leaving soon. As the days pass I find myself growing more concerned about the babysitting issue. While, my girls aren’t “babies” per se, they are my babies and I won’t trust them with just anyone. I’m posting this in hopes that maybe somebody knows of someone who is looking for a job…here is a summary of what I’m looking for:

FEMALE- to watch after the girls 3 ½ nights per week, very light house cleaning required, and she needs to be pet friendly. This person MUST be… I repeat MUST BE clean and neat as well as a NON-SMOKER (LDS would be great), and obviously must like children, and be caring and compassionate.

What do I have to offer you ask? This person could be live in (prefer it actually), being that it is over night, she would be there half the week anyway so why not right? This is seriously a cake job, if you think about it… the “awake hours” per week would only be about 16. The person would be compensated for additional hours if I had something to do. I also know someone who is looking for a nanny during the day, so those hours would be available if she is interested.

I’m thinking that there has got to be a young LDS girl out there going to college, who wants to move out of her parent’s house, and make some extra money. If you know of someone who may fit this bill, HAVE HER CALL ME!! I’m seriously stressing about this.

Why titled Au Pair? Well, I’m so worried that I actually signed up for an Au Pair agency today to find an Au pair, or nanny to help me for the year daddy Fisk is gone. I think it is cool because you can choose the country that you want your Au Pair to be from etc, but it is still a stranger. Yes, they do extensive background checks and offer references, other families can also “black list” certain people and that info is available to other families as well. But, anyone from this agency is still a stranger. Obviously I would prefer to use someone with some references and some kind of connection to people that I know. I just really need to nail down a game plan, like YESTERDAY.

I’m desperate at this point, but unwilling to negotiate on quality of care. Flaky, rude and or dishonest people need not apply.

*If you post something on your blog to get the word out I would really appreciate it...if I find someone and can trace them back to your blog post I will give you a special prize...not sure what yet though!

2009-07-27T20:21:00.000-07:00

Okay, so there is a blog that I have been stalking for a very long time now; since before Christmas at least. I check this blog almost daily, I worry when there is not an update, I cry when there is something sad, I cheer when progress is made. I have seriously learned so much from a total stranger. I have never met this woman, I think I may have met her husband once in passing, but if it wasn’t for the pictures posted on this blog, I wouldn’t be able to pick him out of a crowd. Their children seem so sweet, loving and caring for their mommy. I continue to be surprised by this woman’s positive attitude, and I wish I could have just 1/1000 the bit of hope she has.

I’m coming out of the closet about stalking this blog in hopes that maybe you/we can help her and her family. There is a volleyball camp at GCC coming up to raise money for the family (treatment etc). I’m sad because Lyndsey doesn’t meet the age group, but I’m hoping they will make an exception. I know money is tight in an economy like this, but read older posts on this blog, and I promise you will be just as moved, and willing to help this family as I am (yes I know I have been sitting on the sidelines too long).

There is more info regarding the GCC fundraiser on her blog as well.

Site: www.kimfightscancer.blogspot.com

Weekend Stuff

2009-07-26T19:57:00.000-07:00

My goodness, I love my set schedule people! No more rotating days for me, it seemed like my “weekend” was forever long. So I figured I would fill ya in on a few of the things we did these last few days…and can you believe I’m posting pictures too!

1st: Early Thursday morning we took Kourtanie our babysitter to bid farewell to her dad as he and the rest of the 3666 Maintenance Company set off to Iraq. I thought it would be a nice thing for the girls to see, to somewhat prepare for Brent leaving. When we arrived (early…wee heew) there were several news stations set up and waiting for the ceremony to start. I was sad to see that the parking lot was not as full as it has been other times I have made the trip to the 52nd street Armory, but I’m convinced it is because people have “forgotten” we are still at war. So, I post this picture with love, and gratitude for those serving in the military past, present and future. To remind my readers we are still at war, and to please keep this family, in your prayers. We hope that Kourtanie’s dad makes a quick and safe return, and that she and her family will be comforted during this time (the boys in this pic are Kourtanie’s brothers so include them too).

2nd We did lots of crafting this weekend at the Tubbs house! I’m so thankful for her as my friend. She just rocks! My friend Jessica was also able to come and take advantage of this time, we made bracelets, bows and headbands for little miss Kaitlyn (remember the stork story…this is her) and her big sister Marissa. I got to hold this little princess plenty while they made some stuff together. Which is really nice since Jenny & Jason have been gone on vacation, I feel like I’m getting shorted on my baby time.

3rd Friday we went back to Aubrey’s house to make some of my most favorite cookies ever (I convinced her we should do this while we were crafting the night before). I’m not sure what it is about this recipe but they are SO GOOD. She asked that each girl pick a cookie cutter (just for fun) Reilly picked a house out of our 200 count of cookie cutters; she said she wanted to make a “White house”. Well, in the end she decided to make a “Party house” and frost hers blue, while Lyndsey adopted her White house idea and used the white frosting. Finished products came out pretty good I think

4th On Saturday the girls and I got together with fellow Army wife Mindy and her three daughters. While our husbands were out at the range shooting stuff we were playing in the pool and went to lunch. It was fun; the girls were holding hands and going everywhere together in no time. One of them said “We are like Army cousins”. Reilly was happy to know that her daddy was with their daddy, so they can keep each other safe.
So in this pic from Left to Right: Lyndsey, Reilly, Natalie, Chloe & Anna

Well, my friends...that is it in a nut shell, stay tuned for more Fisk Family Fun!

Holy schnikes was I shocked

2009-07-22T22:13:00.000-07:00

So, Brent left for AT until the first week of August. It totally sucks! I dropped him off on Saturday morning, and then I went and invaded my sister’s house for a few hours. I have found that when I drop him off at the armory, or airport or whatever and he will be gone for a lengthy amount of time I can’t return home right away.

Saturday morning started at 0430 for us, call me cruel and unusual, but I couldn’t bring myself to take my children in their pajamas to drop daddy off. Sometimes people gather outside prior to them leaving, so I wasn’t going to let my angels prance around with bed-head and morning breath. And I sure as heck wouldn’t tell them they had to stay in the car when other kids were bidding farewell to their daddies. So, we were up and at it and out the door by 0515. Daddy was actually early too! I’m late for almost everything but I refuse to be responsible for being late for Army stuff. Late in the Army = push ups.
Well…there was no hangin’ out in the parking lot that morning, so once we dropped him off we went to aunt Jamie’s house for a bit. By the time 0930 rolled around it seemed like 2130, so we went home and snuck in a nap! Yeah…everyone knows I love naps.

Some of my dear friends from church took me to PF Changs for an early B-day dinner on that night. It was so fun!! I seriously love these girls, and we couldn’t have done it on a better day because I was feeling down after dropping daddy Fisk off, to say the least.
So…a super special thanks to all the girls who went, and those who wanted to go but were unable to make it. On a side note…the PF Changs in Goodyear hooked me up big time! The manager comp’d my whole meal, gave me a Changs bag, some coupons for free food, and a massive slice of chocolate cake to boot! No worries though…I shared the cake, we all know I don’t need any extra help making my caboose any bigger than it already is.

After dinner Jenny, Jessica and I went back to Jenny’s house since we met there, we were chit chatting when Jenny brought out this box and set it on the half wall in her house, she said something about her gift to me is the coolest (or something along those lines), really when I saw the box, I knew immediately what was inside and everything got all blocked out for a minute. The weirdest thing happened though, I knew this was going to be my gift from her about two days prior but I kept calling myself crazy thinking I was setting myself up for disappointment because we don’t really go all out for each other.

So let me fill you in…Jenny and I make trips to Mesa for various things, but she took me to this one store that I just LOVE, one side is an art gallery/ décor store, while the other side is a boutique of things crafty women make, many of which are for children etc. The store is owned by a member of the church, and I easily get choked up because I feel the spirit so strong there. Between the artwork, the owners, and the music it is just amazing.
So, we happened to go to this store the week after Brent found out he would be going back to Iraq. I saw a picture there on a canvas that I just fell in love with. When I saw it I started crying. It is an old picture of a soldier saying goodbye to his fiancé at the train station, after being called to fight for WWII. The name of the picture is “I’ll hold you in my dreams”. I can’t even tell you how much I love it. Well, fine artwork like that is hard for me to justify buying. Anyone who knows me, knows I don’t buy myself anything unless it is very justified and or on sale (BIG TIME SALE). So, I would just go in the store and look around, and stare at this picture that I wanted so badly.

Okay…back to Jenny’s house on Saturday. The box was just plain cardboard, with one end peeking open. I automatically got all choked up because I KNEW it was that picture, and what better day to have it given to me…right? I started jumping around freaking out, then thought to myself “Holy crap Jill…you better open it, what if you are sadly mistaken and then you feel like junk because you expected something different”. So I did…

I opened the box, slid out the canvass and slowly peeked over the edge to see the picture in MY HAND, exactly the way I remembered it in my mind. It is MINE, MINE ALL MINE!! I never thought I would have this piece of artwork in MY HOUSE. I love love LOVE IT, and have taken it out of the box at least five times already. I even took a picture of the picture so I will have it in my phone (and so I could show Brent). I can’t wait to have it framed.

Jenny told me that when she bought it, the owner of the store said “Oh…your sister has been wanting this for a long time.” Seriously, even HE knew how bad I wanted it. I think it is the best gift ever.

Come to find out, the picture is based off of a song from that time. And my Grandpa Winburne was in WWII for two years soon after he married my grandma. I’m sure she knew of the song. I just think it is interesting that I have longed for this picture that is based off a song that my grandma probably listened to so long ago when she was in my shoes.

Brent is officially THIRTY!

2009-07-15T04:31:00.000-07:00

Today is my handsome husband's 30th Bday!

Happy Bday babe- we love you so much. You are such a good daddy & husband, we couldn't ask for more. The girls and I hope you have a GREAT day. XOXOXO

The stork came to my friends house

2009-07-14T04:15:00.000-07:00

Well, why not post twice in one day huh?

Since I was on the topic of Wings I thought I would give a shout out, and a big
congrats to our friends Kevin & Jessica who welcomed their second little angel, Miss “Kaitlyn” into this world yesterday. She weighed in at a whopping 8 pounds 8 ounces and is just stinkin’ adorable. I was going to post a pic on here now, but I don’t have their permission, and I’m not so sure they would appreciate me plastering pics of the little angel for the whole world to see without asking first. Actually…I’m not even sure they remember that I blog, so I could (evil snicker while rubbing hands in front of my face). But…I won’t.

Anyway…congratulations guys!! I hope she lets you sleep as much as possible, and if you ever need a break I happen to know someone who is totally baby crazy and would be willing to help out.

By the way—Kevin is the one who helped me out with the little rhyme on the invites for Brent’s party, so since I’m shouting out I mind as well throw that in there too.

Wings- a review by Jill

2009-07-14T03:52:00.000-07:00

So today I finished the book Wings By Author Aprilynne Pike. I never have time to read at home, because in case you haven’t caught on, my life is totally chaotic. I do however find time to read while at work in the early morning hours between chaotic calls and other happenings.

So…if you were wondering what a person in my line of work does in the wee hours of the morning there ya go! I managed to finish this book in only two and a half shifts.

Anyway…this book is absolutely fabulous. The similarities between Wings and Twilight are many, but it does have a life of it’s own for sure. It get’s a little mythological, but stick with it. It is worth the read… I’m no fan of Harry Potter or Lord of the Rings so don’t worry it isn’t that far fetched. I really like the author too, probably because she too is very similar to Stephanie Meyer. Pike is also an LDS wife and mother…so maybe I’m a little partial, but check this book out for yourself. Oh… and if for some crazy reason you don’t like it…don’t tell me about it, I really want to like you.

So, has anyone else read this book? If so I want to chat, I’m wondering if you think the same way I do about the little journey the main character is sent on.

Oh…another thing about this great read—it is a SERIES! But, Wings is the only one out right now. So I will try to patiently await the second book.

Let me know what you think about the book once you have read it.

Mmmm...watermelon

2009-07-07T22:46:00.000-07:00

I love me some watermelon!

Okay sorry…had to throw in the redneck comment just for fun. When I think of watermelon I think of overalls and John Deere tractors, hot summer days, and the red and white checkered picnic essentials.

So before I go into my little story about watermelon here are some fun facts about the all American treat. Come on…you know you love fun facts, and I love finding them so here we go.

1st Watermelon, considered one of America’s favorite fruits, is really a vegetable! Shocker huh…Citrullus lanatus is actually cousin to the cucumber and kin to the gourd.

2nd Watermelons can range anywhere from 7 to 100 pounds.

3rd The world record for the largest watermelon is 255 pounds. So…I guess fun fact #2 is a lie (rofl).

4th Russians make beer out of watermelon juice (while I prefer to drink the juice prior to the fermenting process).

5th The world record for watermelon seed-spitting is 66 feet 11 inches, by some guy name Jack in Chicago. Wow…way to go Jack!!

So, why all of the watermelons stuff you ask? Man…I’m glad you asked too.

Well, for the party on the 4th of July I bought two huge watermelons. I couldn’t think of a more refreshing thing to munch on than some cool, crisp, sweet, WATERMELON. So, my lovely little sis cut them up in frenzy (I was running late as always) and put it in the extra fridge to chill until the party…and boy did it get cold because I FORGOT to get it out when it was time to eat! So, when we were packing up the leftovers I ran to the extra fridge (in the garage) to get a Mexican Coke for the road (Okay, if you haven’t had the pleasure of a Mexican coke…let me know. That too is a blog-worthy treat). When I noticed a HEAPING Tupperware container packed full of sliced watermelon.

So after a brief argument between my normal self and my dehydrated over- tired self while standing in front of an open refrigerator; I took it home. I was thinking that for sure the girls could help me polish it off, and it is a good snack…right? Well…I spaced the fact that the girls had planned on staying with my parents since my nieces are still in town (they leave tomorrow). So that wasn’t going to happen.

Well- all of that had happened on Saturday night and I’m not sure if I should be proud or totally ashamed but, I have finished the ENTIRE container of watermelon by myself. I had some on Saturday when we got home, and some with (or for) every breakfast lunch and dinner since. Now…in my defense I have been retaining a lot of water lately (haven’t we all) because of the heat, and I had heard that watermelon is a natural diuretic so I did go a little crazy…but it is so good! I feel much better now, and I don’t even have a stomach ache.

That my friends, is why I love me some watermelon!

The 4th & Surprise

2009-07-07T03:56:00.000-07:00

Okay, so anyone who knows me knows that I had been planning a SURPRISE party for Brent, he is 30 this year and returning to Iraq soon. I know I know… you had no idea about the Iraq thing did you. Sorry, I’m just not one to share our personal business, maybe sometime I will feel like filling you in with the daily Army drama (wink wink).

So, over the past few months I had been planning this party with the help of my sisters and my parents. I was really hoping for a great outcome, because to be quite honest (not rude or spiteful or bitter) we have had some pretty flaky friends over the last few years.
So…I figured, now is as good of time as any to extend an invitation to all of our friends, flaky or not- to see who would come together to celebrate Brent’s B-day, and to show him some love prior to his leaving. Now…don’t get me wrong, this wasn’t a test by any means. I’m just saying I didn’t count anyone out due to past flakiness.

Personally, I think it turned out FABULOUS. Brent’s best friends from junior high were there, a few of my favorite soldiers that will be going back with him came, as well as some of our church friends, friends we have made over the years, and of course my family. My mom and her husband Joe came from Colorado, as did my sis Jodi and her family; I had not seen Jodi in over a year so it was great to spend time with her. My cousin Brandon and his family came from Pinetop and stayed two nights at our house.
Needless to say the weekend was fun filled and absolutely chaotic…but I wouldn’t have had it any other way.

At the party we had lots of food, swimming, mingling and we had a brass band courtesy of my sister Jenny & brother in law Jason playing patriotic music of course.
Ooh, and you can’t forget aunt Laurel’s balloon animals…the kids were lined up out the door. I loved chatting with everyone and watching my girls play with their cousins.

The night was progressing nicely considering my lack of sleep and the 109 degree temperature. When all of a sudden Reilly came to me in an absolute panic. She was crying because she didn’t get to sing her daddy the song she had been practicing (I had no idea what she was talking about). So, when she was able to catch her breath she told me she had a concert for her daddy and she was supposed to sing him the “soldier song” (by three doors down). So, we found Brent who happened to be standing next to his car chatting w/ some friends. He put the CD on and she proceeded to sing almost every word of the song. The guys around were seriously impressed, Brent thankful, and well…I was fighting back tears and had a lump in my throat. It is such a big girl song and she is only four.

If I could have changed anything it would have been the weather; by making it about 30 degrees cooler and the amount of time I had to talk with everyone. I felt like a chicken with my head cut off running around to chat with everyone. I felt over extended in that area; but with that said…everything else was perfect. I couldn’t ask for a better group of family and friends. I really appreciate you all coming and thanks for showing your love and support to Brent and our family during this time. I know this deployment is going to be a lot harder than the last, but with this support group I’m sure we will be just fine.

On a side note... I was so happy the other day when a friend had commented about my blog, and how she didn't know that I had one... but when she read it she really liked it. I was totally shocked. I was starting to think that no one reads my blog. Hello...blog stalkers, don't be shy. Leave a comment. I blog stalk too. :)

Look at this site!!

2009-06-20T04:45:00.000-07:00

I have found this really cool site, maybe I'm behind because well, I'm a slacker sometimes. But check this out. Does anyone want to make a "team" with me? Do you, or anyone you know use this site?

www.readthescriptures.com

Obviously I'm stoked... I blogged two days in a row people! :)

Fun facts

2009-06-19T05:14:00.000-07:00

Since I have been neglecting my blog again, here are some random things about me.
I promise, I will eventually put some pictures on this darn blog, I know it makes it more fun to read.

Key word: eventually

Fun Fact: The longest recorded flight of a chicken is only 13 seconds.

Now my fun facts:

1. I’m #4 of 5 girls.

2. I used to have a serious foot phobia (wouldn’t even touch my own feet).

3. I was a “cowgirl” growing up, I loved riding horses and showing cattle.

4. I freak out when I see snakes ANYWHERE, even on TV uugh, skin is crawling now
just thinking about it.

5. I have a knack for knowing vehicle make/models, even if I only see them for a second.

6. I love oldies.

7. Favorite movies of all time Top Gun & Dirty Dancing.

8. I’m seriously addicted to Coca Cola Classic.

9. Favorite tooth paste is Crest the REGULAR PASTE (if it isn’t broke don’t fix it people).

10. I’m slowly slipping into the “flaky” zone, but I’m working hard to keep out of it…
I’m not sure what happened to me.

11. I got a back brace, glasses, and braces for my teeth all within two weeks of each other while in grade school. I was the biggest nerd ever. SERIOUSLY!

12. I have a tiny blue streak in one of my eyes.

13. I cried my way backstage at a concert to meet the performer once… and I checked out the bus too (forgot the singer—must have really liked him huh).

14. I once broke up with a boy I was dating, because I saw he had ugly feet (see #2).

15. I taught myself to type and ten key…holy schnikes am I quick too. No “hunt-n-peck” around here.

16. I love love love LOVE to sing.

17. My sisters and I often call each other and use crazy accents to be funny.

18. I blog stalk, oops…I mean hop. I love reading what others have going on; yes, even strangers.

19. I try to get along w/ everyone…but I’m still known as the “Bratty” (or other similar word starting w/ B) sister and the “mean aunt” because I get irritated easily.

20. My kids speak Spanish fluently, so I often use them to translate.

21. When I hold little babies I grit my teeth to prevent squeezing them. Rofl… serious though.

22. I’m still surprised Brent took me on a second date, much less married me!

23. I take things VERY PERSONAL…I’M SUPER SENSITIVE.

24. I love my Doberman…he sleeps less than two feet from my bed at night.

25. I used to sleep walk, I still talk in my sleep, and will often sleep w/ a leg in the air.

I’m not “tagging” you, because I’m not really sure what that means. But maybe you could post some random things about yourself for us to enjoy.

Jill's thoughts = A book with no pictures

2009-05-26T23:22:00.000-07:00

Okay, first things first…Yes, I know that I have been neglecting this poor blog. So, if anyone actually reads this and I have saddened you by not updating, I’m sorry. It is not for the lack of topics by any means. I’ve actually been thinking a lot about a lot of random stuff. So, here is some of it.

Second thing first…okay well not really first, but next, and equally important, therefore it is first (after the real first). You see where this is headed? So, as everyone knows Brent is headed back to Iraq soon. Yes SOON, so in an effort to get all ARMY Wife savvy, and in the loop I have been using GOOGLE to try to find cute websites that have do special things for deployed soldiers or just cute things to show my support of my husband while he is deployed. I am EXTREMELY saddened to find that I think almost everyone HAS FORGOTTEN about the WAR! Yes, it is depressing, and I feel horrible too because I didn’t start looking for these things until MY HUSBAND was going BACK, but during my hours of searching I found that a lot of the sites have not been updated in YEARS. Some were started by wives and or mothers of deployed soldiers, it is my guess that their son/daughter/spouse has returned therefore they get “lax”, or perhaps the American people are “lax” and are not showing an interest in the product or website. Nonetheless, I worry about how many people really realize that deployments are still happening, soldiers are still dying, little girls still miss their daddies, and boys miss mommies and so on. While I’m not extremely happy that Brent is going back, I am proud of his service. I’m proud of every person in the military (past/present/future). I still get choked up when I hear the National Anthem, when I see a family reunited or a flag draped coffin. Being apart from him for a year, doing my job and his, and reassuring his daughters he will be okay, when I’m not so sure myself; is going to be hard. But it is something I’m proud to do. I’m proud to strap on my “Mommy-daddy boots” and “adapt and overcome”. Oh, and wait for the middle of the night phone calls, butterflies when I hear his voice and to count down the days until the safe return of the entire 855 MP Company.

Third thing second…yes, second since, well the second thing was second thing first, this would actually be the third thing second. I’m sure you get it, but I figured I would explain just in case. So, anyway onward… Do you remember being asked when you were little what you wanted to be when you grew up etc? I remember I wanted to be a dentist, then a horse trainer or a stunt woman, and in my more realistic days, a nurse. Well, it is obvious that I’m none of those right now. However, I still have this overwhelming urge to help people. I figured that my current job would totally give me some kind of satisfaction…yeah, not so much. It makes it worse! Well, not actually “worse” because I don’t think it is bad to want to help people, but the urge is stronger. I guess when any normal person realizes how dysfunctional society and the lives of some children really are (I say children, because adults can think/help themselves), you can’t help but want to change it for them. Oh… another thing (random thought by Jill) I have been thinking about is volunteering to be a “baby holder” at a local hospital. I saw it once on TV (man I sound like a kid huh) and thought that is totally for me!! Everyone who knows me knows that I’m totally baby crazy, and wouldn’t it be great for a disadvantaged child to feel loved while sick in the hospital? It is Win/Win for sure. Basically the point of this rambling much about nothing is that I feel like I need to volunteer or organize something to help people less fortunate than I. The frustrating thing, is I’m not sure about the WHO, WHAT, WHEN, or HOW part of it. I have been praying about it though…which leads me to the next topic of discussion.

Fourth thing third, which really should be first for sure. Like 100% without a doubt. But, the whole entry wouldn’t make sense if I put this part first. So, I hope it all comes together nicely. Anyway, I have found over the recent weeks…(okay, really months, but I say weeks because it doesn’t seem like so long) that I wasn’t so unsure of all of these things, when I was going to church more often. It seems like when we started going back to church everything just fit like a puzzle. The weeks went smoother; I was less stressed, less unsure of things, perhaps even happier (not to say that I’m unhappy now though). Don’t get me wrong…I guess what I’m saying is that I just feel more complete when I’m in church on Sunday. I’m hoping that maybe then, I will get an answer to all of these questions that I have and that perhaps my uncertainty will dissipate.

Holy Schnikes…this was a long post for sure. I hope it wasn’t too deep and or boring since there were no cool pictures. Oh, and also please forgive anything that doesn’t make sense… I’m actually in the middle of something, and plan to cut and paste this on the blog later tonight. Which reminds me…I still have to blog about our California trip this past weekend. I have pics for that though. So stay tuned, for more Fisk Family Funn.

Not blogging

2009-05-11T20:36:00.000-07:00

I have so much to blog about...but as usual been super busy. I'm really hoping to sit down and get-r-done soon.

Music Player??

2009-04-28T13:17:00.000-07:00

Can anyone tell me how to add music player to my blog? I want to add the song below. I love it love it LOVE IT!!!!

By Jason Mraz

Do you hear me,

I'm talking to you
Across the water across the deep blue ocean
Under the open sky, oh my, baby I'm trying
Boy I hear you in my dreams
I feel your whisper across the sea
I keep you with me in my heart
You make it easier when life gets hard

I'm lucky I'm in love with my best friend
Lucky to have been where I have been
Lucky to be coming home again
Ooohh ooooh oooh oooh ooh ooh ooh ooh

They don't know how long it takes
Waiting for a love like this
Every time we say goodbyeI wish we had one more kiss
I'll wait for you I promise you, I will

I'm lucky I'm in love with my best friend
Lucky to have been where I have been
Lucky to be coming home again
Lucky we're in love every way
Lucky to have stayed where we have stayed
Lucky to be coming home someday

And so I'm sailing through the sea
To an island where we'll meet
You'll hear the music fill the air
I'll put a flower in your hairt
hough the breezes through trees
Move so pretty you're all I see
As the world keeps spinning round
You hold me right here right now

I'm lucky I'm in love with my best friend
Lucky to have been where I have been
Lucky to be coming home again
I'm lucky we're in love every way
Lucky to have stayed where we have stayed
Lucky to be coming home someday

Ooohh ooooh oooh oooh ooh ooh ooh ooh
Ooooh ooooh oooh oooh ooh ooh ooh ooh

Ahhh... I just love this song.

Jelly Fish

2009-04-27T16:10:00.000-07:00

So, while doing some grocery shopping the other day the girls reminded me we were out of PB & J...a staple here in the Fisk household. So we were chatting in front of the jelly looking to see what is the best deal, YES... the girls are already bargain shoppers. Lyndsey knows to compare the weight AND the price to make sure you are getting the most bang for your buck.

So, I automatically grab the STRAWBERRY (of the least expensive brand) and start to walk away. Reilly speaks up and says that she wants GRAPE, while my first thought was that she is a traitor, I still consulted w/ Lyndsey on her preference and she too wanted GRAPE (uugh...gross girls but whatever). So I grabbed the grape too and we headed to another isle.

While on the way the following conversation takes place:

Rei: Mommy, are there really Jelly fish in this world?

Me: Yeah baby... they live in the ocean.

Rei: Well, how about we catch one and take it home, when we want some jelly we tickle the jelly fish and it will squirt it right on our toast!!

Wow!! Great idea right? Now THAT is a bargain shopper...duh, just buy the fish that makes the jelly. Where have I been?

Yes... I did explain where jelly comes from.

Note to self: Don't take Reilly if I decide to compare prices on a babies.

Random things...

2009-04-22T15:35:00.000-07:00

Okay... so I don't have much to blog about really so I figured I would share some random stuff.

So here ya go....RaNdOm things about us.

All of the sisters in California when my little sis graduated from LMU.
We have not all been together since, sadly enough...and it has been almost a year. I just love when we all hang out together, I think it is fair to say that our personalities "compliment" each other. Jenny is the OUTSPOKEN one, Jamie is the LOVING one (well...more like a tree hugger type but in a good way), Jodi is the HILARIOUS one, I am the more QUIET ONE (not usually by choice... I just can't get a word in edge wise), and Mimi is the BOOK WORM... she usually chats for a while then has to go cram for some kind of school something (now that she is done w/ school she is teaching it, I would go crazy).
From Left to Right: Jenny, Jamie, Mimi,Jodi, Me

Here is a pic of me and my really good friend Kristin, we met just before Brent and I got married, so almost 6 years ago. We love going out and having a good time, even though most of the time we have our faces squished together in an attempt to get a good picture. She is from Iowa, and without offending anyone...I will say that people from the Midwest just have a different way of doing things. They actually have follow through, they seem more genuine, and are just so cool to be around. Kristin has been there anytime I need her since day one...she was the first of my friends to come see Reilly in the hospital when she was born, she was in the waiting room with us when she had her surgery (almost a year ago), and we just went to dinner last week. I'm sure we will be life long friends. She just rocks...and she doesn't even blog...so it isn't like I'm sucking up either. ha ha

Here is a picture of the girls and I with my beloved childhood horse Roanie. He passed away about two months ago and I have never cried so hard. He was 32 years old, so we obviously had him my whole life. He was my 4-H horse, you could take him anywhere, put anyone on him and not worry one bit. While we were visiting him this time we also set Reilly on his back and walked him around...I love knowing that he was the first horse that both of my girls were on too, and the pics I have are very similar for each of them. WE MISS ROANIE.

Okay...not sure why this one looks so distorted, but this is a pic of us when Brent came home from Iraq the first time. Holy geez...the anticipation was killer, and try finding your husband in a sea of frantic family members while he is wearing camouflage to boot!!
Aaah... but finally, we were reunited.
(I think Lyndsey has grown a foot since this pic was taken...or at least a few inches)

Yes! It is true, we have a hairless cat named Fluffy! This is her the day we brought her home. Yeah, they take some getting used to; but we absolutely love her. She has the personality of a dog...and best of all is ALLERGY FREE for Brent.

SO THERE IS MY RANDOM POST!

Open mouth insert foot

2009-04-07T15:08:00.000-07:00

So- right after I had blogged about the things I was thankful for on Sunday morning I got a call from my stepmom that my dad was in the hospital. I seriously freaked out because he is pretty healthy and I have never seen him in the hospital before. So, after working all night Saturday, I spent Sunday morning/afternoon at the hospital. Anyone who knows my dad knows that he is a workaholic and doesn't do well sitting around. So my sister Jamie and I took him some magazines and a "gopher" which is one of those little reaching tools sold on the infomercials by Billy Mays (who Reilly loves by the way) to keep him company. We laughed and joked which was good for my already way too analytical mind. By about 1530 he was tired and needed to take a nap; so my sis and I went and had some lunch at the oh so yummy Macaroni Grill and headed home.

Gloria (step-mom) had suggested I bring the girls to the hospital on Monday to lift dad's spirits, but since they are under 12 that was a no go! Well, Lynds had AIMS testing too...so that threw a wrench in things but oh well. But before heading to work last night I had them call "papa" on his cell phone (remember the workaholic part...yes, he had it right next to his bed). I had given Lynds the phone so she could talk first, but Reilly was throwing a fit, so Lyndsey being the sweet sister that she is gave the phone to Rei where she proceeded to leave the following message for my dad:

"Dear papa, it is me Reilly...Lyndsey painted you a picture that says "Get well soon" on it, and well I painted you some art too, it is a rainbow but it isn't done yet. I hope your tummy feels better. Well that is all I wanted to tell you; so I hope you don't die...bye, love you."

Well...I was MORTIFIED!!! Here I am trying to lift his spirits w/ a phone call and she finishes off with that!! So here is our (Reilly & I) conversation after the message was left.

Me: Reilly!! Honey you don't say that when someone is sick.
Rei: Why? It is the truth mommy, I would just be too sad.

And well... when you drill into your children that they must tell the truth, you can't really argue w/ them when they do right? I was pretty much just hoping that my dad would be groggy from some medicine or just too tired to hear that part.

Anyway! The good news is that he is home now and doing much better, we are all so relieved! Reilly and I just pulled some cupcakes from the oven and will be delivering to him soon.
Oh.. and yes, he heard the message...loud and clear.

Things I'm thankful for

2009-04-05T06:34:00.001-07:00

Since I feel like I have kind of been a "downer" lately I figured I would list A FEW things I'm thankful for, in no particular order.

Dirty clothes- this means I have clothes to wear
Dirty dishes- this means I have food to eat
Long nights at work- so I have a way to pay the bills
My long hair- to cover my bald spots... ha, bet ya didn't know did ya!
My husband- Man!!He is good for SO many things.
My Kids- For teaching me what unconditional, immeasurable love is.
Doctor bills- Our health!!!
The ARMY (also see husband)- I'm forever thankful for freedom.
Sleepless days-nights-days again- Heck...this means I'm alive!
The Gospel- Holy Geez...if you only knew our lives a year ago.

It is so easy to lose focus... especially in today's world. What are you thankful for?

Happy Birthday Sista!!

2009-04-03T19:56:00.000-07:00

So today is my sister Jenny's Bday! Since she is still in Iowa, and we couldn't do lunch or hang out on one of our all day ventures I figured I would give her a special Bday "shout out" here on my blog!

Jenny- You are such an amazing sister, I wish we were here to celebrate your B-day with some dessert and coke. I love you big time and can't wait for you guys to come home! Don't worry about it though, we will just have twice as much when you take me out for my birthday!

Love ya sis!!!

Perhaps this will help

2009-04-02T01:49:00.000-07:00

The Army Wife Prayer:

Dear Lord,Give me the greatness of heart to see the difference between duty and his love for me. Give me understanding that I may know, when duty calls him he must go. Give me a task to do each day, to fill the time when he's away. And Lord, when he's in a foreign land, keep him safe in your loving hand. And Lord, when duty is in the field, please protect him and be his shield. And Lord, when deployment is so long, please stay with me and keep me strong. Amen."

Author: anonymous

How do I prepare???

2009-03-30T09:02:00.000-07:00

So, September 6th is still like 5 months and about one week away still but I'm seriously freaking out already. I just don't know how to prepare myself or my girls for daddy being gone for an entire year! We have really been trying to spend every last minute together lately (and will continue doing so until he leaves), but I find myself fighting back the tears late at night or when I have a quiet moment to myself.

On Saturday we spent the day at a local theme park (so gross will blog about that later), had lunch together, then did the grocery shopping and watched some TV that night. I was running on only 4 hours of sleep since I had worked the night before, but I know in a year from now... or in even six months from now I will wish we had taken full advantage of the time. So, I sucked it up...had a coke, and pressed on!

On Sunday... well this is where I should be saying we got up and went to church. But, the girls were so good (and quiet) that we over slept!! Well... I woke up at 1130 (not enough time to get all of us ready). Cut me some slack though...see the 4 hour sleep thing from Saturday, I was really tired.

Plus, I couldn't pull myself out of bed and away from Brent because I know soon enough he will not be there (for a while) and I know that I will want nothing to do with my lonely bed. Not to mention we will need so many blessings (and good karma) during that time, you may find me floating around during the other ward services just to make sure I'm squared away, you know-- for the extra brownie points (ha ha).

Last night I couldn't sleep for anything! I usually have absolutely no problem sleeping either, so I was quite frustrated. I kept letting my mind wander which leads to my reoccurring nightmares (of him being gone). So, for a little security I would move my foot closer to his just so I knew he was there. Good for me, but bad for him since my feet are always like ICE! Oh well, he fell back asleep w/o any problems.

I know 5 months seems like a long time from now, but as our schedules are right now we only have one weekend a month where we are both completely off work, and the ARMY is enjoying taking him for three full days a month rather than the normal two. In July he has two week Annual Training (hmmm... odd since he will be doing it real time for a year, but whatever). They usually have August off since it is so hot but not this year, and then on September 6th he heads to NJ for two months for mobilization training. But they are being nice and planning to let them come home for FOUR DAYS in November before they leave for Kuwait (then into Baghdad from there). The way these days fall kind of stink for us!! He will miss my birthday this year (and next), our anniversary (this year and next), Reilly & Lyndsey's Bdays this year and of course the holidays between Sept 6th 2009 & 2010.

Geez, what a long rambling session huh!? Just trying to get all of these things off my chest to hopefully help me have a better, more positive type of day.

I just miss him already, and he is still here!

Avery Nicole

2009-03-25T16:38:00.000-07:00

My sister Jenny and Bro in law Jason were chosen to adopt another baby!!! Miss Avery entered this world on March 16th and was born 10 weeks early! She weighed in at a Whopping 2 pounds 4 ounces and is 15 inches long. Since she will be in the NICU for about 10 weeks, they are MOVING to Iowa to be closer to her.

The sad part is that I'm very close w/ them and will miss hanging out w/ Jenny and Shaylen pretty much 1/2 of my days off during the week. Not to mention, when I have called her lately she is acting too busy for me??? I'm so confused by this... like having a new baby (that came super early) in the NICU in a different state and packing up an entire family (in only four days) to move away for three months is really that much to do! I mean really... sit down, kick up your feet and chat w/ your sister for cryin' out loud!! Just kidding... I know things are really chaotic, I just miss them already.

On the bright side... when they come back she will have another baby for me to hold!

We are super happy that Avery is doing as well as she is, and will continue to pray for her health.

Sick of being sick!!!

2009-03-25T16:27:00.000-07:00

I think the title of this blog sums it up really. I'm so tired of pass the germ game!! So in the last 5 weeks, Reilly has vomited at least one day each week. She got really sick w/ bronchitis while in Colorado for spring break (I was home she was with my mom...I was FREAKING out to say the least) but on Sunday she spiked a fever of 104.5 H-E-L-L-O!!! Really I totally know that kids get sick etc, but I'm starting to think people don't believe me anymore. She doesn't go to daycare, school, play groups or anything like that and my house is clean so where is she getting all of these germs from? And why can't her body fight them off?? In the last month I have missed out on so many things it isn't even funny. Work, sewing/crafting, and visiting teaching just to name a few. Not to mention just hanging out w/ friends like I normally do on my days off (or seeing Jenny before she leaves for three months or my friend who just had her baby yesterday). So...if you are reading this and I have flaked out on you, I'm super sorry and I hope you understand... but me being stuck in the house for days on end is punishment enough, so please put away your voodoo dolls!!

Juice anyone?

2009-03-02T16:11:00.000-08:00

So... I think everyone knows I love baking and making new things, well here is the latest.
JUICE! Sounds silly I know, but it is seriously it is the easiest way to trick your kids into eating veggies. In this glass there is a little SWEET POTATO, CARROT, apples,oranges and grapes. Reilly watched me make it all (I told her the sweet potato was to make it taste like candy). It is great because there is no added sugar!! Just straight veggies/fruit and the juicer.
I'm actually not a fan of carrots... but I will put them in juice any day of the week.

*Yes... to the right of the juicer that is my monkey child Reilly who climbed on the counter to grab a fresh from the oven pumpkin muffin. Please forgive the cell phone pics again...I will eventually break out the ancient camera that I hate using so much.

Sweet potato on the bottom, apples,oranges & grapes.

**I will blog about Reilly's surgery soon.**

The creative side of Jill!

2009-02-25T14:23:00.000-08:00

Okay...so really I'm not that creative, I do however enjoy "borrowing" ideas from friends, sometimes I throw my own little twist on things, but normally that is because I can't figure out how the original person made a particular look. So... here are a few of my favorite things I've made. Please, forgive the quality of pics, you will soon come to find out that I ALWAYS forget my camera so these are taken with my handy dandy Samsung pic phone!!

#1. Aaah.. BOWS! These are my favorite things to make. One of the coolest girls ever happens to be my friend... she is seriously sooo creative. She taught us how to make all kinds of bows, and now I'm totally in debt and have thousands of yards of ribbon. Okay... kidding about the debt, but I do have a lot of ribbon. The girls love wearing bows...and it is awesome because you can create them to match any outfit. These are two of the first ones I made solo...and I have found if you use different shades of the same color they are more versatile. AND... if you make two of the same, you can do pigtails, or you can quickly settle a fight if you have two Princesses insisting on wearing the same bow!!

#2. I made these burp cloths for my cousin... No pattern, no help...just me and the old trusty Singer Sewing machine. I used an absorbent soft Terri cloth material on one side, and then a super soft flannel print on the other side. I was pretty stinkin' proud of this project. I also made him a camouflage baby blanket w/ hunter orange fuzzy side on it, but I forgot to snap a pic of that. Seriously, the coolest blanket I have ever seen and that was all my idea!! WOW! Maybe I am creative??

#3 My first project with a pattern, this is an apron in the making... My friend Renae (my first follower on this blog...YEAH), has an awesome mom who is taking the time to teach three of us to sew using a pattern. It isn't as hard as I thought it would be, but it is somewhat intimidating (especially since I check and re-check all the time) so I'm looking forward to the other things I will be able to sew soon!!

On a side note... we did get some good news today. The ARMY FINALLY got the control numbers for Brent's new contract and he is signing the official one tomorrow. Orders still stand, and we are sad about that... especially since dang Obama just ordered 17k more troops into Afghanistan just over a week ago (hmmm I wondered why news wasn't reporting on that too...don't worry). But with the control numbers in place that means the bonus is for sure. The $$ doesn't make it any easier to send him off...but at least we know he gets the same perks as everyone else in his unit.

**Just another little side note, it is a good thing they FINALLY got it fixed, because there are no more bonuses after March 1st, we heard Obama say they were cutting troop funding in an attempt to recover for the stimulus package.. but he didn't waste ANY time at all did he!?!?

WE HAVE A BLOG!!

2009-02-24T12:03:00.000-08:00

Okay, so really I'm addicted to the blog idea...and well everyone elses blogs for that matter. I find myself surfing my friend's blogs (and their friends, and their friends and so on). But I have never created my own...UNTIL TODAY. So I hope you all enjoy reading OUR blog as much as I have enjoyed reading yours. And well... now I won't feel "stalkerish" since you can read mine now too. YEAH!!