Summer fun at G-mas

This blog will self destruct in 1 week due to pervs

Who is the highest jumper after all?

The seriously fast runner

 

Ava asked me to put on her headband because it makes her run faster. I conquer. Like lighening!

trampoline cuteness

Ava is a picky jumper. She really can't have anyone else on the trampoline, because she is afraid of heights, jumping, falling, jiggliocity, downfalls, up drafts, jerkiness, and the edge (not the U2 member). Enjoy the trampoline cuteness!

Ava Eggs

 

This is Ava Eggs. A morning delight for any late riser! A take on scrambled eggs, this cook knows how to throw down some breakfast deliciousness. She only cooks while adult supervision is sleeping. Her prefered cooking hours are between 6-7 a.m. She needs no help climbing into the fridge, carrying heavy egg trays, cracking the eggs, nor scrambling them into a really really small pot. She is completely able to mix her favorite flavors such as maple syrup together into a liquid egg soup. Just give her room to create and cook and you'll have a wonderful surprise breakfast all ready prepared for you, super early in the morning. Clean up not included on the Ava egg preparations.

The 6th Stewart

 

One more hobby to add to my resume

YUP! I made paving stones. Don't hate. This 3 day process is a patience game. But, I WON! 3 more to go, which equals 9 more days of waiting, and winning!

BUBBLES!

Kids love bubbles. Kids love grandmas. When you put the 2 together. UTOPIAN BLISS occurs!

Memorial Day Madness

Joe and I are pursuing the art of yard work. There is a lot of hemming and hawing from one end, but I gotta keep busy and our yard has been neglected for far to long.

Summers sometimes drive me nuts, because instead of teaching, I create a mile long to-do lists. Then I get anxious about doing them.
On this weekend's Honey-you-better-get-this-crap-done-now list were the following tasks: finish staining the already 2/3 done massive deck, organize cupboards/garage, set paving stones in the front curb-appeal graden, reset brokem tile in basement, complete ALL laundry, semi clean house, and relax with friends...
We got all done but the deck! As Ava says flamboyantly "WAHOO!"
It rained 3/4th of the long weekend, so no stained deck for you! But I do have before and after picks of the rest.
If you can't tell which is before and after shots, keep it to yourself. We're Proud Memorial Day Weekend Workers!

1 Hot mom with a side of bling bling

Ava doesn't like to wear her Princess earings, but mom always volunteers to wear them, and the rings, and the necklace...shoes don't quite fit.

Ava turned 3...Remember when

Ava's happiness
Not much has changed with her over all personality. She is still bossy and tries to do what she wants when she wants it, but I just can't help bringing back some good ol fashion Ava maemories. She started creating them at a real young age.

She will be a hard one to raise. So far the trick is give her lots of space, let her reak havok, then watch her slowly clean it all up, occassionally helping, then cuddle. VERY HIGH MAINTANENCE.

Don't feel bad for Percy, She wanted to go

On our Easter vacation, we decided to take the car to save on gas. Percy insisted that she come to. I think she looks more miserable than she's leading on... silly teenagers.

No one told me I looked like HITLER

I'm not sure how long I had looked like this. I only spoke to one person, but he didn't see to think it was important to point out to me that I had a blue strip on my lip. We were laughing and talking in the driveway, in broad daylight.
Joe takes one good look at me and stiffles a giggle, than salutes me like I'm Hitler. I asked him, why did you just do that? He giggled some more. I walked to the bathroom. Sho enough, there was my blue Hitler stash. Some friends are better than others.

On a slow day, how to eat a sausage!

A timeless Classic

If you're wondering where I've been the past 3-4 days, I've been dying.
Day by day update
Day 1: last Tuesday "What's this on my ear, it hurts and looks like a big ol zit. Weird I better go get this looked at.
Day 2: Status: infection on my ear, prescribed Ceptra a sulfuric antibiotic
Day 3: medicating and normal, wearing hair down to hide grossness
Day 4: Poured rain all day, I wore hair up, still medicating, feel gross
Day 5: Medicating and infection slowly leaving, wear hair up, fell less gross
Day 6: A.M. super tired and shopped for pavers for my new curb appeal garden, JOe rejectes idea, he wants square pavers. I want round. I huff off to car
Day 6 P.M.: started to feel sick, took temp 99 degrees. Wanted to go on date with Joe, so I sucked it up and we had a great dinner. I find painful bump on the back of my other ear.
Day 6 P.M.M.: Temp now 101 went to bed sweating, woke up 2 hours later shivering uncontrollably. Tossed and turned all night due to pain on the back of my ear
Day 7: still have temp, it fluctuates between 100-102. I call Dr. Bad Tupee and he says, keep doing what I'm doing and he'll see me in the morning.
Day 8: I have 1.5 sick days left. My temp is 103.7. I now have a rash from head to knee, that looks like a long day at Myrtle Beach w/o sunscreen like back when I was in 7th grade. I call Dr. tupee's office and they can get me in first thing...10:45. Joe stays home to help me and forces me to take a cold shower, BRUTAL!
Dr. takes blood and insists that bump on back of ear is a bone infection, possibly causing my high fever. This particular bone infection stems from sinus infections, I DON"T HAVE ONE. Clue #3 that I should not see him again (clue #1 bad tupee, clue #2 last time I visited him, he insisted I might have severe allergies, instead of the wicked viral cough going around my school and city!)
Day 8 Still A.M. Joe asked Dr. T for 800mg of Ibprofren to get my temp down. Dr. insist that rash is from antiiotic, but temp confuses him, he instists the temp doesn't accompany a rash from a sulfur allergy
Day 8 P.M. I love my new ibprofren, why go back to 500 mg, when you can have 800.
Day 8 P.M.M. still feel like crap, can't sleep, no temp, no pain, lots of Ibprofren left to take.
Here's where the story gets even Better
Day 9: Return to Dr. Tupee's office for follow-up to blood work...1/2 day left of sick time I need to get to work in 1 hour.
Nurse argues with me that I can't go to work, I insist I'm going
Blood work not done, my 15 minute wait turns into 1 hour, Dr. tells me he won't let me go back to work.
Day 9--1 hour later: Dr Tupee and Dramatic NUrse in a panic over my blood results.
They say my white blood cells have dropped to 15%, Dr. Tupee tells me that he is admitting me to the hospital. He doesn't know what is going on, but I should see a Hematologist to check out my blood. He's hinting at cancer, bone marrow issues. Nurse tries to calm me down while waiting for Joe, she whispers something about her grandson having a blood disease and that he's now 6 and still living. She says things will be OKAY! (I feel somehow less comforted)
Nurse calls Joe and scares the living out of him. She insist that I'm VERY ILL and can't tell him over the phone what is wrong, becasue it's much too bad.
Joe flies to the Dr. Office in a UBER PANIC, I had to calm him down.
We get admitted into the hospital. I'm crying becasue I'm going to miss another day of work.
Get to hospital, staff starts talking that I'll be in the hospital until Friday...
I cry some more.
Get my blood drawn again...
Dr. Tupee tries to comfort Joe and I by saying, "it doesn't help to worry, let me do the worrying."
Ahh I fell better now!
Hematologist sees us and tells us that my symptoms sound a lot like a case study of Sulfur allergy, high temp, rash, low white blood cell count
HMMMM.... wait a minute...rewind the script... didn't Dr. Tupee just say...
I'm released the next morning because germs in Hospital are antibiotic resistant...
I go home and avoid people until Friday.
Day 10: Dr. Hematologist tells me I'm clear to go in public now and my white blood cells are up from 15% and are now 27%
WalMart here I come.
I bought 2 bird feeders and go to the library to get some good books to read, 2 very clean public places!

Mom is great she gives us Chocolate Cake

 

 

 

 

First attempt folks, No kidding. Some people asked us over for dinner, and I asked if I could bring something. She said, "Oh we hate chocolate, don't bring it, anything but that." (Sarcasm real thick). So what did I do, of course I made a quadri-chocolate cake.

LET THEM EAT CAKE, and we did.

SPECIAL SHOUT OUTS: This is the first, and I might add, the best cake I've ever made or had. No boxes, no short steps or side helps, just good ol fashion baking. I will have to thank the Food Network, Elton Brown for scientifically proven moist cake, Paula Deen for the recipe and making it okay to be pleasantly plump and eat comfort food all day long, Grandma Doris for inspiring me to bake just as good as you and being so good at it herself, Aunt Linda for also being a great dessert baker and showing-off at family get-togethers, and last but not least GOD for giving us the cocoa bean and little natives to harvest it for us and Giradelli for packaging it for me, and Dove for perfecting mass production of their chocolate.
What is in a Quadri-Chocolate cake
layer one Moist and delicious chocolate cake
layer 2 homemade butter chocolate frosting
layer 3 chocolate Ganache
Layer 4 Dove chocolate shavings

And all the fat people rejoice!

Spring Break dude!

It use to be Spring break was a big deal to me, now it just means one whole week of rushing to get something accomplished. This year it will Year of the errand! I've been waiting to do some things such as:
1.mail off some meat that was suppose to be a Christmas, present
2. hang a frame up on the wall completed
3 touch up some paint
4. sew a curtain
5 unsew a pair of pants
6. vacuume a room or two completed
7. wash a floor
8. put clothes away
9 write up directions for a Bible trivia game for Awana... completed
10.STop at the library for books on tape completed
11. return something
12. buy something
13. Work out
14. __________________ (space available for one more errand)
This spring break will be a good one, I can feel it. Lets hear it for Spring break year of the errand!