Feeding the woman who gave me life March 27, 2008

“Grandma Dot” passed away tonight an hour ago, with her priest reading her last prayers and daughter by her side how beautiful, a woman from our church who the kids loved, Memory Eternal.
I have been thinking about my grandmother who is still kicking she was born 1921 and has lived the last
almost nine years in a nursing home she is very out of it and it seems like the grandmother I knew is not there, the one glimpse of her that I remember that she still holds is her love for eating sweets and being bossy even with dementia and alzheimer’s she still manages to be bossy, I don’t know how she does it!
She likes to kiss and make small talk, She’s a southern belle from Texas, its fascinating to me to think of the life she led.
Its amazing to me to think of how she took care of me a lot and now we care for her.

Cali March 26, 2008

Going to Cali… God willing late Sunday..Driving with everyone.
Anna and Symeon 03.

You can’t take the hillabilly outa me March 25, 2008

Jude is four today, I slept way too late all these parties are crazy. I have been thinking of inspiring things to write about but when it comes down to it my mind is jacked. things I’m inspired by lately loud music, parasite cleansing( with loud music) trying to figure this life out, blaring the music in our house, watching documentaries, hiking up huge mountains, purging my home of excess things, reconnecting with those I’ve lost, shocking myself with a zapper thanks to the Wignals, I love looking at the trees come to life all around us, oh and Ethiopian food I feel like a part of me was missing all these years without it, it truly brings me a culinary joy that I never had. spiced butter lights up my kitchen.
As I grow older I realize I am more and more comfortable in my own skin, I realize I have so much growth to go, and that I truly love to swear and I regret it every time realizing I like it too much and now I need to go to confession and tell the same sins over and over, which is so hard, I am yet to like confession.
I never ment this blog to obsess about myself but for some reason its helped me to confide in myself with the watchful eye of those I love watching.
As ever I come back to adoption I am at standstill, I am anxious but not, I am weary but strong.
I am ready but not, I am never black or white I am a little of both.
This time of year it never fails, I want to be in Europe, Paris stole my heart the last time I was there, that city has a little piece of my heart, the weeks we spent there the friends the FOOD the city the night sky, the experiences that we went through being there, and then there’s southern Italy what a dream, I am so thankful for the 9 weeks we spent there.
I need to be living a less then ordinary life, I thrive in experiances and passion. its hard being “tied” to a house to a dream, I know its the stability that we need right now, but its a lot, we have FOUR bathrooms I have sanctioned off a part of the house that we just don’t use cause I don’t wanna clean it, In other times I feel very very content here, but I know this is not all that life is about, I guess it good to not be tied down to a place, sometimes I feel like how in the heck did I get here with a “Mcmansion”, the happiest times of my life were when we were living in our van heading for an unknown destination in the middle of Mexico, traveling the country with a bunch of close and not so close friends in a double decker bus experiencing what its like to be in the spot light as “rock stars” ha!,living in converted garage in my parents home with four kids sleeping on the ground those were happy and simple times, times I never want to forget.
What I really want is to have this be our home base and be free to get parasites robbed and dengue fever on any continent we please!!
I’m probably going to regret writing all this, I just downed a huge glass of wine and had a major hot bath so blame it on that!

“My Moon Man” March 21, 2008

My man roasts his own coffee now on the deck at 10.00 at night, thats sexy, One of our new friends taught him how to roast coffee in a pop corn popper.
My brother said D looks like brad pitt #2 walking with the babies

Hope is Twoooo! March 21, 2008

Hope is two, we celebrated her all day long as in crepes for breakfast, amazing bread for lunch and lemon cake with lemon cream cheese frosting for dinner( plus pasta).
My mom and dad and sister nephew came over, it was a lovely day, but then she hit her limit and became evil baby she wouldn’t share with anyone.
I’m partied out Judes b day is on Monday as well, and Cocos name day was last week, also our party last Sat, we have “Easter” on Sunday at my moms, one of Two since ours is next month ( old ancient calendar).

Parasites..Lovely things March 19, 2008

Three things to kill them:
Garlic, tons of it at all times of the day fresh, pill form any type! I add honey and break open the capsules for the wee ones.
Neem powder, I made my own capsules, you can use this for lice as well, I have some neem oil and shampoo in case we ever get lice again.
Grapefruit seed extract, taken with orange juice is the best way to not taste it, its pretty bitter 15-20 drops 3-4x a day.
there are other things that help but these are all safe and effective.
Clove powder fresh, black walnut supplement.
There are other things but I am too tired to research them more and write.

Lets party March 18, 2008

We are in Group E.. as in Emmanuel, I am so happy I could scream, we found this out yesterday, right after finding out we thought Hope had some sort of parasite maybe picked up in Mexico or at the big kids school, well I ended up washing 7 beds worth of bedding and tons of towels plus all the laundry from the weekend I did laundry with both washers running and both dryers all morning till I went to bed at 12.00, we all took the medication at the same second and ate garlic all day long, we had garlic swallowing competitions and I made up this paste of Honey and garlic for the little ones, I rewarded them with gummy bears, Hope the main person I wanted taking the garlic would not have it she knew I was feeding her something wrong she just wanted the gummy bears she says this new thing “No mama” with the cutest most made her mind up voice. Oh and talked about traumatized she saw me bagging up the dolls and stuffed animals in garbage bags and she just knew I was throwing them away , I put them in the basement to de contaminate, she was screaming NOOOOOOOOOO with the bloody murder scream and then she would only go to Anna I was this horrible person to her.
On Saturday we had a big party with about 30 people, old friends mostly from our “old days” we had a really great time, it was crazy here, our kids were causing most of the craziness, Symeon( Coco) came out with a hatchet cause they were playing army..duh..
and Basil was walking around with a box cutter razor thing the razor was gone but the others thought it was still there and he wouldn’t give it to anyone( cause he knew they were all crazy to think he had a razor).
I made Ethiopian food, it turned out really good I think, I was happy with it. Some of our friends had been on a raw food diet for a couple of months and they broke their fast on it, thank goodness I bought organic meat.
We had a bonfire and one of our new friends roasted the Ethiopian coffee by hand for us.
The kids danced in the living room and the dads and guys smoked cigars by the fire, the sunset was amazing too so that was cool.
D bought a bunch of tulips and everyone brought different drinks and appetizers.

Can I just brag and not March 14, 2008

Emmanuel and Solomon are dang Gorgeous beautiful darling and sweet as well as kissable and amazingly handsome.
They will fit in nice with my other good lookers, and mullet wearing man, how do I fit in amongst these people.
The scale don’t lie is all I have to say I need to get my Phat booty less booty.starving myself is not an option, I thought it was
good aerobic activity taking care of six people all day plus two cats and a dog and a whole forest. but nooooo my booty is still there.
I met four other people in a round about way from Ethiopia in our ci’tay, I can’t figging believe this.(I mean friggin)
I love Barack Obama still, I will cry if he is not our next president and yes I do want a Rock Star for my next president as one of my neighbors accused me in a not so nice way of wanting and as does my 60 something priest who never has voted Democrat and is this time, what do you say about that Mrs. neighbor and by the way I do not like your snowman Christmas decorations in the front of your house its clearly something Hillary would have chosen, Barack would have chosen something more classy he probably would have not chosen anything because he would be running our country and not choosing lame o Christmas decorations made in China that are not free trade!

I love YOU! My Rock Star man March 14, 2008

I love my man, he told me today that he wants to have lots and lots of kids with me, I wonder what he thinks lots and lots of kids are personally I think seven is lots and lots, but I am already driving this monster van, I so feel like a tour driver, except the thing is a wreck, my house is clean and tidy but da van is a disaster there is stuff everywhere, frankly I don’t care because the thing is ugly and boring gray every last square inch is blah gray, I did make some hip curtains for our Mexico rendavou with Amy Butler fabric they are pink and awesome I felt pretty hip in my 12 passenger van with my hot husband and cool kids with all our junk piled around, we had bands checking us out all over LA.
Saturday we are having the “old” band guys and families over along with a bunch of our old friends from when we used to live here, 25 peeps are coming over, I am making Ethiopian food, meat must be cheap in Ethiopia because I spent a fortune on this stuff and I didn’t even get the good stuff it called for, I’m makin Beef Tibs, Doro wet and yellow lentils, as well as this Ethiopian salsa stuff and an Ethiopian Coffee chocolate Rum cake with cinnamon whipped cream, one of our friends is getting the Injera in the big ci’tay.
Good Good news we got the signature that we have not so patiently been waiting for for 18 days, I was ready to go over there and get the dang thing myself. ya right you were sick for 18 days no one is sick for 18 days, well maybe he was sick and I pray he is ok, that would be horrible if he really was sick and I’m all bad mouthing him.
Thank the good Lord that we got the sig!

My New Nephew is Sweeet March 13, 2008