tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33018525131670603162024-03-18T20:04:05.628-07:00Gingersnap RamblingsRamblings from a Redheaded Event Planner in Los Angeles who is a wife, mother, and has an addiction to shoesKristyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05574002211787109453noreply@blogger.comBlogger45125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301852513167060316.post-85960292802076087712012-03-19T18:09:00.001-07:002012-03-19T18:09:41.692-07:00What If....I love the movie Letters to Juliet. There is a line in the script that says what and if are not scary words but put them together it changes everything. "What if?" "What if?" I ponder all the time about that "WHAT IF'S" I wonder what my life would be like if I never got pregnant with Danielle. Where I would be.<br />
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I like to think that I would have gone off to college and got a fancy degree and met a man and got married happily ever after...OR NOT...<br />
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What if....I went to college even though I had Danielle and leaned hard on my family to support me while I figured out my education....How would things have changed???<br />
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What if I tried a lot harder with my equestrian skills, and made a name for my myself in the horse world. Would I be happier??<br />
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Always after I go through all the what ifs and imagine the twists and turns my life COULD have taken. I come back to would I really, REALLY want a do over? No. I love my life. I love my girls. If I hadn't made all those choices and bends in the road I would not be where I am today. I have a loving family, two beautiful girls and Matt. Oh Matt. I am so blessed that I have that one. So, forget the what ifs. I am so happy I have THIS.<br />
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<br />Kristyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05574002211787109453noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301852513167060316.post-82999854010051200032012-02-27T18:26:00.002-08:002012-02-27T18:26:22.882-08:00Danielle's Hand and more boring updates for anyone that possibly caresWell I guess I took a really long break from blogging. Life caught up and I forgot. Well to sum up poor Danielle's hand...Turns our that my baby girl needed hand surgery. She cut a nerve in her ring finger, and severed a tendon in her pinky finger. After 2 1/2 hours of surgery she is fine. She needs physical therapy to retrain her brain to have feeling in her finger. She is on the mend now THANK GOD. I am so glad that it is over.<br />
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The girls main Christmas gifts were a 7 day trip to Hawaii in June!! We are all very excited about the pending trip. But that meant I needed to be bikini ready in about 6 months. SO I went on this crazy Diet called the "HCG" Diet. I lost 20 pounds in about 3 1/2 weeks. If you have never heard of it just google it. It is very intense and you are not allowed to work out at all while being on this diet because you are consuming only 500 calories a day!! CRAZY! It wont work for everyone because you need to be very strict on the calorie intake, but i stuck with it and I LOVE the results!!! Since I lost the weight, I am in the "Maintenance" phase. This consists of still making wise choices when it comes to food, and yeah I have to suck it up and work out.<br />
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I joined a gym. Now, I have never ever in my entire life been athletic. Some how the athletic gene skipped me, in my family of athletes. I hired a trainer to help me learn the ropes of what I am supposed to do at the gym other then run on a treadmill. So far it has been working and I have been maintaining the weight I have lost. I have even gained some muscle!!!! Seeing the results make me want to continue with it.<br />
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The girls are good....school, skating and such.....Matty is amazing as usual. I was talking about him the other day to a co worker and I litterly burst into tears just speaking about him. My husband is different. He is anti social, weird and keeps to himself. He is the complete opposite of me. But that is why I love him. He makes my life not normal and full of surprises. He is funny, caring and so loving. Most people don't see that side of him. That side of him, is what made me fall head over heels in love with him. He took me and my girls and made us one big family. I get emotional when I talk about him, I really do know that I am damn lucky to have him.<br />
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Mylee's death anniversary is coming up and I am dreading it already. I miss that dog every day and even more when Morgan acts up. Oh well...life goes on.<br />
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On Tuesday night - Danielle had quite a bit of homework to complete, so instead of going out to dinner with Dana and the boys we decided to stay in and have Chinese food. I just got home and Dana just arrived when Danielle screamed "MOM!" in that tone that just makes every mothers heart sink. She comes running down the stairs with blood gushing out of her hand.I look at it and O.M.G. It is cut bad and it is cut deep. I wrap a paper towel around it and Dana was grabbing ice when Danielle says to me, "Mommy I can't feel my Fingers." Dana and I both just stopped for like half a second, and then just continued on trying in to comfort her. I called my uncle who is an Doctor and told him to meet me at the ER. I found out from Danielle that the lid of her fish tank cracked in her hands and sliced her fingers. Meanwhile, as we are trying to get out the door, Lily is running around the house HYSTERICAL! Screaming there is BLOOD!! MY SISSY! Oh the drama....Well to make a long story short, she needed 6 stitches, and she might have cut a tendon in her pinky finger. We will know for sure in a week when the swelling goes down. Life is never a dull moment that is for sure!!!<br />
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-Lily is obsessed with Christmas. She if a firm believer in Santa. I tried a couple months ago to come "Clean" with her on Santa, and she FREAKED out and called me a liar. O.M.G. I am in trouble. Now she is into this "Elf on a Shelf" doll. All the kids at school have one and she "asked Santa" for it and she did appear at her dad's house. What this elf does is sit on a shelf and report to Santa on her behavior every night. So the next morning she is in a new spot. She is not allowed to touch the elf or the magic will disappear. This means every single NIGHT I have to move this little thing to new spot. I am going to forget one night I just know it.</div>
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-I feel like I am screwing up Danielle. She seems to always be in trouble, my dad called me to complain that I while I allowed Danielle to do her homework in his office this weekend, she trashed it. Left crumbs everywhere and started going through his things. It is so embarrassing to get a call from your father saying that he is mad at your kid. I should have double checked his office, but I was in a hurry, and again I expect too much of her. Or do I? Shouldn't she know to not touch other people things? Oh she is in trouble today.</div>
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-Oh I found out that all the Christmas cards I got printed, the main photo, Jacks w"thingy" is hanging out!!! I will see when I get the card just how bad it is. It is very funny though. </div>Kristyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05574002211787109453noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301852513167060316.post-64616644268076307622011-11-28T10:20:00.001-08:002011-11-28T10:43:16.183-08:00Family TimeOnce Matt and I got married, I wanted to do a Christmas Card photo. Last year we didn't have the energy to do it. We had JUST gotten married and Matt hates his photo being taken, and I didn't have the heart to ask more of him since he was such a trooper for the wedding photos. This year, I made it happen. I arranged for my BFF to come over to the house with her brand spanking new camera and take pictures of us at the house. I wanted to have Morgan be in the photos, but she is so out of control it was not going to happen. Jack made the cut and behaved like a perfect gentleman. He was very confused as to what was going on, but the shots turned out amazing.<br />
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I already have the cards being made and I am so excited to send them out. We are also very busy with the holiday skating season. The girls are in so many events, that I am worried about my time management.<br />
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In sad news, my grandma fell 3 weeks ago and broke her hip. She needed 3 pins to put it back in place. My life yet again revolves around visiting her. My Grandpa wants a constant vigil at her beside. The whole family is doing the best the can. I am hoping she will be home for Christmas. I try to not think to far in advance and do one day at a time.<br />
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I hope you enjoy these photos because we had a BLAST taking them.Kristyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05574002211787109453noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301852513167060316.post-69308577301175984482011-11-28T10:11:00.001-08:002011-11-28T10:19:35.526-08:00Being a Mom of a Pre Teen is not fun...Danielle is 11. She is a pre teen. Being a parent of a pre teen is not easy. There is drama. LOTS of drama. Two weeks ago there was some drama at school and some of it involved her. It all started with Disneyland. There was a school trip for all the middle schoolers to go together and the kids got to arrange the small groups they wanted to be with for the day. Why the KIDS got to select the group is beyond me. So of course there were hurt feelings and tons of drama. I was very disappointed in my daughter for the way she handled things, but she is 11. I should have expected her to handle things like an adult, but I did. I made her write apology letters to the girls who she hurt but I think the damage was already done.<br />
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I wish girls would not be so mean. I wish I had better experience with this sort of thing and be able to guide her better through these times. I know there will be more trying times once we get into high school, but hopefully I will learn so I can be a better parent to Lily.Kristyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05574002211787109453noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301852513167060316.post-78197176644827541462011-09-19T10:29:00.000-07:002011-09-19T10:29:27.027-07:00Tis the Season for Ice SkatingWell...We are in full competition mode. It is so draining physically on the whole family. Yesterday, my FAVORITE day of the week, was spent being at an ice rink from 9:45 a.m. - 5:00 p.m. In that time I did 6 girls hair and some make up and watched my little Lily take first place!! I am so proud of her!! Here is some photos of my baby:<br />
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Regionals are just around the corner too...Followed by the Holiday shows and whatnot. Booo. I love watching my girls skate, but sometimes I am just too tired to even deal with it.<br />
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I love my animals and I talk about them a lot of my blog so here are some recent photos of my "other" Children. :)<br />
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On another note...Since I have started this blog - I never imagined people would read what I have to say or would even care. But since I started the blog I have had over 1,000 views!!! Most shocking is from all over the world! Someone from Saudi Arabia has viewed the blog and a BUNCH of people from Denmark and Malaysia too!! Lily and Danielle are the stars of the blog because my entries on their birthday got the highest page views. Thank you to all my readers!! I am still in shock you care what I say. Please continue reading!!!</div>
Kristyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05574002211787109453noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301852513167060316.post-83038603796290953912011-09-13T10:20:00.000-07:002011-09-13T10:20:35.799-07:00SundayI love Sundays. They are my one day to spend alone with my husband. We can do whatever we want. We usually sleep in till 8ish and then go out to eat. This weekend we went out to breakfast with his Mom and Step dad. After breakfast we ran a couple errands to come home and then I got a glorious 45 min nap on our new sofa. It was a perfect day for me to rest after Saturday. I had the pleasure of working a wedding this past weekend for an amazing client. Everything went perfectly and I am pretty sure I have gained a new friend from it.<br />
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Sunday was 9.11 and of course I didn't forget. On Saturday night Matty and I watched a Dateline special about the 10th anniversary. By the time it was over I was in tears. It is amazing how watching the horror again can bring back up all those emotions. I was 20 at the time and I was watching the news thinking that it was an accident. Until, the second plane hit. I watched it live on TV and I just remember how scared I was. We all were scared. By the time the towers fell I was in the office working, but of course no work was being done. We all cried in the office watching them fall. My dad had us shut down the office at 1:00 because lets face it, no one was going to plan a wedding on that day. That day changed everything for us as a country. Danielle was too little to even remember it, and Lily was not born. Now that they are older I tried to explain it to them, but I don't think they will ever comprehend it fully. All I do know is that I will never ever forget.<br />
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Kristyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05574002211787109453noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301852513167060316.post-4098055955435168552011-09-10T12:33:00.000-07:002011-09-10T12:33:31.521-07:00Skating Season Has Started....Well...It's that time of year when the girls compete in skating. Danielle had one competition yesterday and she did very well. Here are some of the best photos I got:<br />
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Next week both girls compete on Sunday, followed by Regionals for Danielle in October. We have been so freaking busy with school and skating. Our plates are full. Danielle's homework is extremly over whelming. We have been up till 9:30 every night finishing it and then we get up by 5:00 a.m. to go to the rink. Yuck. <br />
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Matt and I have both been working out, and I know I lost some weight which makes me extremly happy and more confident. <br />
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Dogs are doing well...Jacks is of course perfect and Morgan well...She is crazy. I am sooo over the puppy stage. I can hardly wait for her to grow the Eff up.<br />
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Matty's Cousin is getting Married in October down in Laguna and Matt made reservations for us to stay at the Ritz! O.M.G!!!!!!!! I have never ever stayed in a Ritz! I am really looking forward to our little getaway.<br />
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Today 9.10.11 marks the 6 year anniversary of my dear Friends/ Family wedding. Mark and Dana - You guys came a family on this day, but WE also became family too. I love you both and know that family is not defined by blood. You are my family and we love dearly!!!Kristyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05574002211787109453noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301852513167060316.post-46240764705822761892011-09-04T17:31:00.000-07:002011-09-04T17:31:31.147-07:00School Has Started!!Holy cow...I did not blog once in the month of August!! It was a very busy time for us and school has started!! Lily has started second grade and Danielle is in sixth! O.M.G.When did they grow up??? Wasnt it just yesterday that Lily was born?? It is true that when you blink they are grown up. Next thing you know Danielle will be in college and Lily will be in High School....Well here is their first day of School Photo:<br />
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Oh and yes I have been busy playing with their hair...Lily lets me play wayyyy more then Danielle does:<br />
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</div><div align="left">My wonderful step mom invited Danielle and I to see Taylor Swift in concert last weekend, and it was AMAZING!! Taylor is such a good performer. It was such a wonderful night.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNyF2qeL7Ro857499wKA3sQIexCgAx9MlraDdPOeaUgODcM6v3R-Giss0wEppO_A3YxUSFiGfzuumjeXsKYGAgyjAfeLHfSEXk741qdtZd8jOUH8KjWA_TexteSqAEfR2WjYbCj3vNuBA/s1600/312952_10150295701019691_501564690_7616191_2888560_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNyF2qeL7Ro857499wKA3sQIexCgAx9MlraDdPOeaUgODcM6v3R-Giss0wEppO_A3YxUSFiGfzuumjeXsKYGAgyjAfeLHfSEXk741qdtZd8jOUH8KjWA_TexteSqAEfR2WjYbCj3vNuBA/s320/312952_10150295701019691_501564690_7616191_2888560_n.jpg" width="320" xaa="true" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;"></div><div style="text-align: left;">Danielle is getting ready for Regionals with Skating and I am so proud of her. She has worked her little butt off getting prepared for it. I also hope that I start blogging more becaue well....I really enjoy it!!</div>Kristyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05574002211787109453noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301852513167060316.post-78454716007366258172011-09-04T16:25:00.000-07:002011-09-04T16:25:18.128-07:00The Big Three O....I turned 30. I never thought that I would being perfectly honest. It was just a large number that was so far away I never thought I would reach it. I started to get worried about hitting 30 when I turned 25. 25 was the perfect age. I was a couple years past 21 to and 5 years away from 30. If I could stop time it would be for sure at 25. However, I cannot stop time, and I did turn 30. <br />
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When the dreaded day came, it wasn't horrible. It really was just like any other day. I didn't feel 30. I still don't. I still feel like a child. I still feel sometimes lost in this world. I looked back on what I thought I would be if I did turn 30, and I guess I am where I thought I would be. Married with kids. I wish that I would have done more with my life, but I made choices at 18 that made my life turn out the way it did. You know what??? That is ok. I love my life, I love my kids, I love my husband and my family. My 20's were very hard but I am going to enjoy my 30's. I am hoping that Matty and I have a baby sometime soon. Oh god....my 40's...Well...we will see how my 30's go.Kristyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05574002211787109453noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301852513167060316.post-74190023365934780202011-09-04T16:17:00.000-07:002011-09-04T16:17:29.812-07:001 Year AnniversaryWell, Matty and I have made it one year into our marriage. What a year it has been, I thought I would share the story of how we met. <br />
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Matt and I apparently went to school together when we were in Kindergarten and First Grade however we do not remember each other. I went back to the same school for my senior year, but I was not there for very long because well...I was pregnant with Danielle so I dropped out and I did homeschooling to get my diploma. Matt had no idea who I was, but I knew who HE was. He was the football star, very popular and extremly handsome. Flashword a few years, and we met again when I was 24 at Saddle Ranch Chop House in Universal Studios. I was with a girlfriend who had attended Highschool with him and she knew the group of guys he was with. I was nervous because I did not know they guys very well...but anyways my first impression of Matt was well..."This guy is an asshole." He was stand offish and just seemed into himself. Hahah I was wrong...but he asked me to be his Myspace friend a couple days later and one random day we started chatting over IM. Now I did have a boyfriend at the time but I was looking for a way out. Matt was my way out. I ended the relationship with the other guy and moved on to Matt. I didnt think that Matt was going to be my husband, but I needed someone for a bit. I fell head over heels MADLY in love with him. Matt was loving, kind and good to me. He treated me like a princess and he still does to this day. Our relationship is not perfect in any way, but that is what makes it work for us. We have a deep respect for each other and I am so blessed to have found a man that not only loves me, but my children too. He gives us everything we could possibly want or need and does it with out asking for anything in return other then love. <br />
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Our wedding day was wonderful. It was hot as hell but everything went just the way I had planned it. Here are some photos:<br />
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I can honestly say that I love my husband more today than I did the day I married him. I love him more because of the hard times this year has brought us. Struggling to pay bills, learning to live with each other and loosing Mylee. All of those hard times has brought us closer to each other. I am so blessed to have him.<br />
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</div>Kristyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05574002211787109453noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301852513167060316.post-17203462378858992802011-07-10T20:40:00.000-07:002011-07-10T20:40:31.344-07:00A short PostingI dreamt of Mylee last night. I havent cried over her in a while, but I find myself missing her today. It is really amazing how an animal can come into your life for such a short time and take such a huge part of your heart when they leave.Kristyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05574002211787109453noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301852513167060316.post-78751910108937361662011-07-08T19:35:00.000-07:002011-07-08T19:35:09.011-07:00Lily Cathryn HamelTomorrow is Lily's Birthday so this post is dedicated to her......Lily's pregnancy was very easy, but very difficult at the same time. Oh I felt fine with her physically, but emotionally I was a mess. I was going through a divorce while being pregnant. Again, I never ever would have made it without my family and most importantly Danielle. They all gave me a reason to get up every day and move forward.<br />
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The day before she was born, my cousin/sister took me out to see the Notebook. Tracy and I cried our eyes out and then got cold stone ice cream. I felt some contractions, but nothing too uncomfortable. Well 2 big ones woke me up in the middle of the night not painful but enough for me to call my OB in the morning. She told me to come in the office. Now, I was BARELY 37 weeks, but I was not worried because I knew she was going to come early. Anyways I went to see my Doctor and after an exam shes said pack your bags your are going to Labor and Delivery!! My brother Kenny was living with me at the time and took me home to get my stuff and off we went. We made all the calls to the family, got admitted and waited. While we were waiting this woman in the room next me let out a blood curdling scream and Kenny looked at me like he was scared out of his mind for me. I wasn't too worried since I had done this before. <br />
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We didn't have to wait too long for Lily to arrive only about 5 1/2 hrs. Lily Cathryn was born at 5:58 p.m. weighing in at 5 pounds 15 ounces. She was so perfect. I never knew that my heart could grow so big! She was just as perfect as Danielle being the most wonderful baby a parent could ask for. Danielle helped me so much during the first few months. Lily was a real live doll to her and we were so happy. We all slept in the same bed together and enjoyed Lily finally being with us. Here of course are some photos:<br />
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Lily, you came into my life when times were dark. You brightened up my world. You are the princess and your sister and I adore you. You have such a caring and loving heart. Your sense of humor gives your sister and I so much joy. I can't wait to see what great things you will accomplish in life. I am so proud to be your mommy.<br />
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</div>Kristyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05574002211787109453noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301852513167060316.post-25627297586147326822011-06-15T22:07:00.000-07:002011-06-15T22:07:56.193-07:00Updates and My New ThingSo....I haven't blogged in a while..Here is my excuse and it is a bad one: I can't blog anymore at work, (They have Internet restrictions) and by the time I get home, I am freaking tired. Lame. I know. But here are some little updates.<br />
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-My grandma is home from her rehab home and is not doing well. We hired a live in nurse and after day 5 she quit. We have hired a new nurse and I am going to give her 4 days tops till she also quits. My Grandma is a very difficult person and patient. Who ever takes care of her has to seriously be an angel.<br />
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-Danielle and Lily competed this weekend in ice skating and did very well. Danielle did a group performance and they WON!! Like a big time award. They get huge trophy to display at our home rink with their photo. I am one proud mama.<br />
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-We had our first BBQ this weekend with our friends and it was wonderful to see everyone.<br />
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-MY NEW THING: Doing the girls hair.<br />
I have always been pretty good at styling hair. I use to braid the manes and tails of the horses I showed, and that made doing human hair easy. But I found on YouTube an amazing blogger who has 4 little girls and she got tired of doing the same hairstyles on her girls. So she got creative, and started showing us other mom's some fun "do's" for our own little girls. I have never had so much fun with my girls. We have had a blast looking at this sweet ladies videos and seeing what style they wanted me to try. Here are some photos:<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">-My BFF Jessica asked for her birthday party that we dress up and make a funny video to TLC's "No Scrubs" We had the best time ever. Here is a photo trying to bring out my inner "Left Eye"</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0E0mDcJIjNTfd5d9OVGqK7cxLW0nAsKSUssRlJJVXzUTSAYdpWl5XFoC-EMoqZEz7LiNLIEKZrQOKaL_B6TiyZgpqh2mw_4Ti1XVxarOlY8tR4TJWSrB9o0n3fq5pQ1l0Yat65BRQ_wE/s1600/254936_10150209940804691_501564690_6939169_5499126_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" i$="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0E0mDcJIjNTfd5d9OVGqK7cxLW0nAsKSUssRlJJVXzUTSAYdpWl5XFoC-EMoqZEz7LiNLIEKZrQOKaL_B6TiyZgpqh2mw_4Ti1XVxarOlY8tR4TJWSrB9o0n3fq5pQ1l0Yat65BRQ_wE/s320/254936_10150209940804691_501564690_6939169_5499126_n.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><br />
-Summer has started and I need to work out. It is bathing suit season and I need to get rid of this excess jiggle I feel when I am walking. <br />
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-Fourth of July is coming it is my all time favorite holiday. I can hardly WAIT!!!<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"></div>Kristyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05574002211787109453noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301852513167060316.post-14829232361888104172011-05-30T20:43:00.000-07:002011-05-30T20:43:10.463-07:00Some hard times and some not hard timesAbout 2 weeks ago my grandma fell. After much drama and hospital stays, we now know that she has broken her butt. Broke Butt Grandma is what my Uncle is calling her. Due to her broken ass she needs 24/7 care. My Grandpa is not able to do it so she is an a rehab home near to all of the family. I plan my days around her. Making sure that I see her at least once a day for about an hour. It is hard on all of us but I am really hoping that she pulls through and we can get past this. It is really hard to see my Grandma down like this. She was always so active and full of life. It also has me thinking about growing old and I am scared shitless of it. Not the dying part - but being so..dependent on others. To not be able to go to the bathroom on my own...I really hope that I wont ever have to deal with that. That I just pass away in my sleep. I do not want to be a burden on my kids. Ok enough of this on to much lighter news:<br />
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I was able to go shopping last week and get some much needed work clothes. Yayy! Retail therepy was amazing. <br />
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Danielle had her 5th grade graduation and I am now the parent of a Junior High Student. Wow. She is not a baby anymore. She is a young lady and I am so blessed to be a part of her life.<br />
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I saw the Hangover 2 and it was everything I had hoped for and then some.<br />
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As I am writing this, my sweet Little Morgan is curled up next to me. When she is good like this it just melts my heart.<br />
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Here are some photos of that I am very late in posting but better late then never!!<br />
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-I remember being 3 years old and my new brother coming home from the hospital and feeling the stab of jealousy because I was not the center of attention any more.<br />
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-I remember being 4 years old late at night talking to my brother Kenny, and trying to teach him how to talk.<br />
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-I remember playing for hours with Kenny and Kyle in the backyard. Playing on our jungle gym and the dogs running around us.<br />
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-I remember my horse backriding days. Getting up at the crack of dawn to just hang out at the barn all day. The smell of leather and horse...The complete and utter joy I had whenever I was riding. My sadness when I was told I was unable to ride anymore that it was just too expensive. My bitterness towards my third brother for taking my joy away. The guilt for even feeling that, and my overwhelming love for him as the years went by.<br />
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-Vacations with my family. Always full of drama but the best memories I have are of them.<br />
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-I remember the day that Kailey was born. How beautiful she was and how happy I was to have a sister finally!<br />
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-I remember all my days of Biola Youth Arts. How I thought I was so freaking cool to perform on stage.<br />
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-I remember the day I found out I was pregnant with Danielle. <br />
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-I remember the day I found out I was pregnant with Lily<br />
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-I remember the day I knew that I was getting divorced and what a failure I thought I was.<br />
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-I remember that I while I was getting divorced I found out how strong I was. <br />
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- I remember when Kenny moved in with me for a summer and it was one of the best summers of my life.<br />
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- I remember the day I met Matty for the first time and I thought he was an arrogant asshole. I was so wrong about that one!<br />
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- I remember the day Matty brought home Mylee after we had lost Sandee<br />
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-I remember picking out Jacks from the Shepherd rescue and how it wasnt really us picking him out but him choosing Mylee.<br />
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-I remember the day Matty proposed<br />
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-I remember my wedding day to Matt.<br />
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- I remember the day Mylee left us.<br />
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- I remember the day Brady was born.<br />
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I am looking forward to make many more memories!Kristyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05574002211787109453noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301852513167060316.post-75550089335724030992011-05-18T09:49:00.000-07:002011-05-18T09:49:17.210-07:00It's been way too longI took a blogging break. Sorry.<br />
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-Danielle is going to be in 6th grade in 13 days. O.M.G<br />
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-Lily is going to be in 2nd grade in 13 days. O.M.G<br />
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-We took a fun trip to Disneyland, and had an amazing time. Lily only had one meltdown over Space Mountain and she will get on it next time I am there.<br />
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-Speaking of Disneyland, When are they going to reopen Star Tours??? That was one of my top 3 favorite rides..Hurry up!<br />
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-My nephew is the cutest - I am beyond in love with him.<br />
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-It hurts when you see someone you love act the way you did like 10 years ago. Making stupid mistakes, and not understanding that it is YOU being the stupid and immature one not everyone else.<br />
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-Blood does not define family. I have been blessed to have such an amazing extended family that is not blood related. <br />
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And here is a photo since no blog is really complete with out one....<br />
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Danielle informed me that she was so mad at him and would not forgive him. So I tried to talk to her about not having to be friends...like ignore him, accept the apology etc...I get home and I am starting to get REALLY Mad! How dare he?? Well in about an hour and over some text messages, they are "friends". I know my daughter and she is not over it, and will never ever forget what he said.<br />
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I wont either!! I am steaming mad at this punk ass!! How could be so mean to my sweet baby angel??? Next time I see him, I am soooo tripping him.Kristyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05574002211787109453noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301852513167060316.post-12029850355973530012011-05-04T13:25:00.001-07:002011-05-04T13:25:46.594-07:00Loosing it.I have been feeling so out of it. Not organized, not put together, and behind everything. I need to pull it together man. Between Volleyball games, ice skating tests and competitions, I am LOOSING IT!! I need to get my shit together and fast because I do not have the TIME to loose it. Here are some little updates:<br />
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-Danielle has 2 ice skatings tests next week and a competion this Satuday. Oh so does Lily. Great. <br />
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-I saw my good friend Kellie for lunch on Sunday and I took Jack along. It is a dog friendly patio dining. He did great....until he saw a shaggy looking dog and decided the dog need to DIE. I got a very nasty look from the owner. Not my fault my dog hates your dog lady. Try brushing him and maybe my dog won't try to kill yours. I am just saying.....<br />
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-Matt has been working like a mad man on my backyard. He is making me a beautiful arbor. Lucky me. Matt is not working at the moment so he has also been helping me with the girls schedule. You would think with the extra help I am getting I would not be loosing IT. But I am...I am so thankful for him.<br />
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-I was talking with someone on what I would do with my life if I wasn't working at Pickwick...and honestly I don't know. I am seriously burned out on weddings. I am tired of them. Not all of them. Just MOST of them.<br />
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-My grandparents go their new doggy and he is beautiful and I love him.<br />
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-I love Brady too he is soooo freaking cute.<br />
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-Lily likes her eggs decorated<br />
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-I can hardly wait to see "Something Borrowed" I have read the book like 5 times and I am excited to see how it will look on the big screen. Speaking of movies - "The Host" by Stephanie Meyer is being mad into a movie too! I adored the book read it at least twice, and I am eagarly anticipating this one as well. I do have a long time to wait considering it does not get released until 2012.<br />
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-I got to play dress up in my wedding dress for my BFF's new business. She does set designs for vintage photo shoots and needed me to model in my dress. Lucky me.<br />
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-Hope I pull it together soon!!Kristyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05574002211787109453noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301852513167060316.post-37562671483854624712011-04-27T15:43:00.001-07:002011-04-27T15:44:33.849-07:00Danielle Miranda HamelI am going to write about Danielle today since tomorrow is her birthday and I know I will not have time to make a post in the midst of all the activities we have planned.<br />
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I was 18 years old and a senior in high school when I found out that I was pregnant with Danielle. I got pregnant by my first boyfriend, so even though there was some scandal involved there was also a lot of innocence on our parts. Being 18, unwed and pregnant was the scariest time of my life. After much debate Michael and I decided to go ahead and make the biggest decision of our lives and be parents. There was drama, lost friends, new friends and hours of crying during her pregnancy. I was very blessed to have had family stand right by our sides. They were the ones that held us up when we wanted to fall and just give up. Not many people in our situation have that and I thank God every day for their support.<br />
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Early on Michael and I decided to have a planned home birth. We both did our share of research and knew that a homebirth was best for us. I was due to have Danielle on May 11, 2000 but I just knew she was coming early. On April 28th, 2000 at 4:00 a.m. I went into labor. I woke up the midwife and she checked me and said for sure Danielle was coming. She made me get in the bath tub for about an hour and then made me go on a long walk around the block. That really got things going because Danielle was born at 8:58 a.m. It was fast, and painful, but it was amazing. To see that all that drama come out in such a beautiful little person was very humbling. Danielle was 7 pounds 12 oz. and had a head full of bright red hair. She was perfect. She was the most perfect little baby. Her crying was hardly ever, and she was pure joy to be around.<br />
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Danielle's dad and I did get married but as most teenage relationships go we did not make it as a couple. We were blessed though to have Lily though! (Which is another entry on her birthday) The divorce was hard on all 3 of us, but Michael and I were and are very determined to not let it affect her. Oh there were moments, we were kids after all, but we did our best to get through it.<br />
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When Lily came around Danielle was the best big sister ever. She looked at Lily like OUR baby and took such good care of her. I never ever could have been a single mom at 23 with 2 kids if not for Danielle. Her smile and good nature made a hard situation so easy.<br />
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When we moved up the Burbank area and I started working full time, Danielle needed an activity and lucky for me my family owns an ice arena! Danielle started skating and has become quite the little athlete.<br />
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Danielle made me grow up. She made me become the woman I am today. She drives me crazy and sometimes I think about beating her...but I am so thankful that I have her. She is my everything. I have been blessed to be her mother. Happy Birthday Danielle. Thank you for being in my life and bringing me so much joy.I am so proud of you for all that you have and will accomplish.<br />
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On our way out of the office things got a little crazy - some stupid mutt started drama in the waiting area so we had to put girls and the dogs in the car till Matt was able to pay the bill so we could leave. I am starting to love Morgan. Not a lot but a little. I snapped some super cute photos of her and Jack's playing the backyard. Enjoy!!!<br />
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</div>Kristyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05574002211787109453noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301852513167060316.post-38853268508556691452011-04-26T13:27:00.000-07:002011-04-26T13:27:19.400-07:00Easter<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;">This year I was blessed with having both the girls on Easter. Since I was with Matt’s family for a cruise in February, we went with my side for Easter. My dad took us to Lakeside for their annual Easter Brunch. My girls looked adorable in their Easter outfits.</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
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</div><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;">The afternoon was the best part. Our ice rink was closed to the public but open for the family!! We all skated and had the best time ever. I am really starting to get irritated for not uploading the photos…Ok I am going to do it tonight and have an *Updated* blog to show all the good times we had. It was one of the best Easters EVER!</span>Kristyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05574002211787109453noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301852513167060316.post-85452072869277308952011-04-21T09:37:00.000-07:002011-04-21T11:18:58.893-07:00Little Blurbs and an Embarressing Story-My grandparents lost their beloved Australian shepherd the day before Brady was born, so now they are looking for a new baby. They found a 3 1/2 year old Aussie who is a retired show dog. I was able to meet him yesterday. He is adorable and perfect. Just what they need.<br />
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-Lily and I got our new glasses and she asked me, "Mommy do I look smarter in my new glasses?" I replied with "Lily you do not need glasses to look smarter, you already are." She is sooo freaking adorable.<br />
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-Danielle got in trouble and for punishment I told her that, for her upcoming birthday she could not have BOTH a party and a Disneyland trip. (I had promised her both) I let her choose, and she picked Disneyland with the family. I fully expected her to choose the party, but she wanted Disneyland. God I love her!!!<br />
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-I like to take Jacks with me when I go to pick up Danielle at the rink because it is late at night. He has always been a perfect gentleman until last night. Danielle asked to stay a couple minutes later then usual because it was one of her skater friends birthdays and she wanted a piece of cake. As we are walking out of the rink, Jacks squats and takes a massive diarrhea dump all over the mat that the kids use to see what size skates they need. I was/am beyond horrified and embarrassed! I make Danielle run and take him outside and do the best I can to help clean the mess up, but I was more in their way of cleaning then anything else. OH did I mention that this took place RIGHT before a public session, and there was like a million kids running around while his shit was stinking up the place??? I then started to freak out because I did not feed Jacks and I am now worried about him. I go outside and he looks just as embarrassed as me. I get him home and tell the husband about what happened and he looks at me with this grin on his face. He confesses to me that he fed Jacks Morgan's puppy food about an hour before I left!! O.M.G. I never would have taken him, if I had known that!!!! Grr...Well I owe the ice rink crew something for all their trouble that is for sure.<br />
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-I finally found a battery for Morgan's shock collar. Before PETA goes all crazy on me for using one, we use it very sparingly. Mainly at night so that Matt and I can get a good nights sleep. Little puppy also behaves better when it is on too. <br />
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-My Dad thinks that parents help out with their grandchildren too much. I think he is crazy. In this economy 90 % of both parents work and need help from their families. I ask for help all the time, but now I am going to be very careful in asking my dad. He obviously sees his grandchildren as a burden.Kristyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05574002211787109453noreply@blogger.com0