a little catch up

Friday I had a major migraine and needed  Zach to leave work early at about 12:30 to hold down the fort. It has been many years since I had a migraine that bad, but man, I never forget how awful they feel. I could not open my eyes without getting dizzy. I felt nausea. My right side of my brain felt like it was being hit with a hammer. After, writing my will because a friend requested my jewelry if something did happen to me, 2 Tylenol, 2 Advils, and a large can of Sugar Free Red Bull (at my husbands request), and 3 hours of sleep I could open my eyes and function at 75% capacity. I held on to a headache for the remaining hours of the day but slept well despite my overdose of caffeine (took 2 Excedrin Migraine in the evening).

Saturday, we had 2 baseball games. Michael played great. He didn't hit the ball this game but did a good job being catcher.

Isaac's team won 11 -2. He played AMAZING! He hit the ball several times into the out field letting some base runners advance but got out when he tried to steal home. Isaac started playing catcher position this year. He does really well here. This fantastic baseball playing, lunch money losing, 5000 texts in 2 weeks, handsome son that I claim will be 12 tomorrow. His last Sunday in Primary was this past weekend. He couldn't be less enthusiastic about being in there. Soon, he will be passing sacrament. We no longer can get him into places at a reduced cost or order from the children's menu.

Last week, I decided to paint the downstairs family room/game room/play room. I went to Joann Fabrics for inspiration as I have red furniture and needed fabric/colors that coordinated with red. After 6 paint samples of various shades of blue and green I decided on tan. Only to realize it looked very similar to the bland tan color of the upstairs. The same boring color I keep trying to paint over. However, I think any color looks better than mustard colored puke and dark brown 70's paneling which is what the downstairs was. Ceiling to floor.

In this picture, I already painted the ceiling white and started painting the paneling. I'm so bad at taking before shots.

On Sunday, I gave myself a break from cleaning, painting, and such (yea, yea, NEVER really a break on Sundays) and decided to make Olivia a quilt. I found this adoreable fabric last year and fell in love with it. The pictures don't do it justice at all. Where's my sisters camera when I need it?

Random Thought For The Day:
I scream and jump the same whether one of the kids game charging cords fall out of a pair of jeans or a snake. Pathetic.

Which led me to when I was about 7.....We lived in Arizona. Home to numerous poisonous insects and small critters. I had seen my share of dangerous spiders but it wasn't until I was sitting in a black leather chair in my parents living room, brushing my Barbies hair when I thought my life would end. I felt a tickle on my leg. I ignored it the first time. I happened again and that's when I looked down and saw a Black Widow crawling on my leg. Of course, I FREAKED out, jumped up, screamed uncontrollably. My Mom had to cover my mouth to get me to stop screaming. When I was calm, I explained what I saw and being so brave she searched our entire living room looking for the "thrown" spider. It was on the curtain. She scooted it in a peanut butter container (because as Moms WE are resourceful!) and tossed the jar.

BUT that's not the end. For weeks whenever I would be laying on the floor watching TV or sitting in the infamous black chair, they would YELL, "Becci, there's a spider!!" They were so mean! I would of course react the same. Scream. Jump. Cry.

SO this is why if a piece of sea weed or a great white shark rubbed my leg, its all the same to me.