yes. it's true.

i actually posted.
not here however.
here.

enjoy.

p.s. i'm working on my comeback. don't worry...it'll be spectacular. i'm thinking monkeys in costumes...

happy holla holla holla holidays.

hi. it's me.
some of you may have forgotten about me during my pregnancy-induced blogging hiatus, but i thought i'd pop out wish you all a very merry christmas from me and mine.

(check out santa. rough right? we should have gone to the bass pro shop.)

now. because i am very proper and like to follow all the rules and protocol pertaining to holiday traditions, i will now continue with the ever interesting family update section. enjoy!

dear friends, loved ones, "that's what she said" readers and blogstalkers,

merry christmas!! well 2000 and 8 has come and gone, and to be honest most of it is a blur. i'll blame hormones on that, because well...i blame everything on hormomes and i probably will until i am post menopausal. then i'll just blame my insanity and crankiness on old age. anywho. since you're here let me give you a little run down of the haps in the grant house.

in 2008 jason has: finished a few more semesters of law school, tivoed over 5 million sports events, studied, read big fat law books, studied some more, read, studied and read.

jaime has been busy: getting spit-up on, cleaning up spit-up, being glad the 9 straight months of spitting up were over only to find out a month later she was pregnant. again.

jaxson has: started preschool, perfected saying the word mom at least 4034 times a day, memorized the first 4 articles of faith, and has managed to put holes in every pair of pants he owns. (see picture above)

parker has been: spitting up, not spitting up, learning to walk, refusing to talk, not sleeping thru the night, calling everyone dad, throwing tantrums and watching yo gabba gabba.

so that it's for us. check back next year to see to exactly i am handling raising 3 boys while my husband finishes law school and takes the bar. (don't worry. i'll be medicated) it should be good a time.

oh expletive.

from the comment section of my last post: " I do think it's possible to legitimately blame lack of writing on pregnancy-there's only so many negative posts you can write before you're afraid of yourself. And it's hard to be cheerful with all those extra hormones."

and there you have it. maybe that's why i've been in such a blogging funk lately...every time i want to blog about something, it's usually to complain. and although i pride myself on being "real", i don't want to be a real downer. i mean, it's christmas after all. if it were june, you'd be hearing from me more often.

but...

i have something to say (complain about). so dear readers, it is my prayer that in the spirit of this magical season, you will embrace my negativity and bah humbugness and know that i am coming from a very hormonal place. (see? blaming pregnancy. so awesome.)

i hate gingerbread houses.
i always have.
since elementary school.
when it comes to crafty projects, i am a perfectionist of sorts. i have martha issues. so in the 4th grade when my graham cracker house wouldn't stand up straight even with the support of the milk carton, i swore off the gingerbread house forever.

well. this year, my well meaning and festive mother, decided it would be fun to send her grandchildren a gingerbread house "kit". one of those all-inclusive, pre-baked, as good as brick and mortar, legit gingerbread houses. the "ultimate" if you will.

ultimate? ultimate pain in the backside is more like it.

after a rather lengthy construction process (5 hours), and icing debacle (or 2), and a few hateful words (as in "i hate this dumb gingerbread house")...this was the result.

well. that's my side.
i'm not proud of that people. martha would be so disappointed. it looks nothing like the one on the box. i fail.

once i accepted that this gingerbread house was doomed to mere mediocrity, i granted jaxson artistic licence for his side of the house.

lovely.
p.s. see the frosting on his face? ya. i might have put it there after he mentioned that "jesus would be sad if he heard you say you HATE gingerbread houses mom." geesh kid. could you tone down your self-righteousness a bit...you're giving me a complex.

however, he did redeem himself when he decided to turn his side of the roof into a plinko board.



all of this creative madness would have been a bit more manageable if they would have included some decent candy. at least then i could have taken out my frustrations on some cadbury holiday chocolate balls.

in case you miss me.

apparently, i have nothing to say anymore.

not a dang thing.

as usual, i blame pregnancy. (don't you love that? you really can blame anything (an.y.thing.) on being pregnant and everyone buys it AND feel sympathy for you. suckers. it's fantastic.)

but for realz, i'm pretty sure pregnancy brain is the legitimate culprit this time.

that or i've just become increasingly boring as i age.

pray for me.

and a baby makes 3

it's official.
i'm having another boy.

but it's ok. cuz i make hot boys...if i do say so myself.

photo courtesy of this fine lady.

woah. slow your roll.

well. a lot has happened since halloween hasn't it? geesh. i've been dying to blog about it all, but a week-long viral case of pink eye, teething, visitors, and the stomach flu have really wiped me out. but never fear dear reader, here i am...ready to blog about the state of the union. brace yourself.

in case you haven't heard, barack obama is now the president elect. am i disappointed? eh. i kinda figured it would happen. i've been mentally preparing myself for weeks. i am at peace with it. i'll be even more at peace with it when i start getting my stimulus checks from the prez. cuz really...who i am to turn away a hand-out from the federal government? i say, let socialism ring!



but i have to admit, no matter how much i dislike obama's policies, i was completely moved by his victory. i know by now it's all been said...the historical significance, yada yada yada. but honestly, it was historic, monumental, and as the mother of a biracial child, i was proud to know americans are moving beyond the barriers of the past. i was even touched by jesse jackson's tears during obama's acceptance speech...and i have real issues with jesse jackson. but knowing the man marched with martin luther king, spent his life fighting for civil rights, and now has lived to see a black man elected to the presidency...i figure that was an amazing moment for him. so you go jesse jackson. you go.

next item of bizznezz: prop 8

wow.
wow.
well. it passed. i'm sure you've heard.
i know people who don't live in california were uber surprised at the outcome. after all, we californians are know to be a bunch of progressive hippies. but honestly, i wasn't that surprised. sure, those opposed to prop 8 made their voices heard thru a gazillion t.v. ads and the many-a-celebrity endorsement...but the ground effort in support of prop 8 was amazing. people from all denominations joined together to go door-to-door, make phone calls, and wave signs on street corners. people put countless hours into helping this proposition pass. and it worked. so awesome.

and now, while i'm giving props to the supporters of prop 8, i would like to give a special "that's what she said" shout out to my husband, who impressed me this week with his bravery and his willingness to stand up for what he believes is right.

jason attends a very (very) liberal law school, and quite a few students and faculty members are gay. over the past few weeks, there was a rather large push by a club at his school, to get people involved in voting no on prop 8. fundraisers, booths, speakers...etc. so jason, feeling the other side was not being represented, decided to host his own informational booth about prop 8.



although he knew it would be a very unpopular stance, he rallied his troops (all 5 of them) and made his position known. i was so so so proud of him. cuz i would have been scared out of my mind to sit there, across from the "no on prop 8" people, and be willing to take whatever they might dish out. oddly enough, he received a lot of compliments admiring his willingness to take a stand as controversial as it may be.

so here's to you jason: the man who doesn't like to call to place the order for pizza, but will happily stand up for his beliefs amid a sea of controversy. awesome.

i've gone on long enough peeps. but stay tuned for my next post, when i express my complete horror over the violent prop 8 protests that are going on across the state. cuz it's so awesome to beat up mormons when 52% of california voted to protect marriage.

too much candy's gonna make you sick.

happy halloween from the cast of yo gabba gabba.

i know. i'm insane.
oh well.