A Stolen Tag

Stole this while BlogSurfing...(go here to see it)
I am...tired of football (already, it's been on since 10 a.m.!), dreaming of another brownie, and getting ready for bed.
I think...I am going to be up a lot tonight with the boys.
I heart... my family, esp. those darn boys, and LSU football (even if I'm tired of football in general)!
I dance...like a drugged up dead person.
I want... for Fat Baby to come 2 weeks early.
I have...a wonderful husband (most days).
I am scared of... Hurricane Gustav
I hate...my child crying, cleaning toilets, talking in church.
I miss...Jamie girl, a few good things about LA
I write...a B-movie version of a blog.
I wish...I could take the hurt my children will all have to face and throw it in the river.
I fear...getting really fat and having my feet get BIGGER, Bart's MS.

If you want to be tagged, you're it. If not, no biggie. BUT, it might just take your mind of of those pressing issues right now.

Pampered Chef Online Catalog Party

Alright, so most of you probably already got the email, but in case you didn't, I am hosting a Pampered Chef Online Catalog Party...this is just about the most perfect way of doing one of these parties if you ask me...no dressing up, no finding a sitter, and no pressure.
The only bad part is there's no food...BUT that can all change when you order some great stuff from the catalog.

This party I am hosting is so great...YOU CAN ATTEND IN YOUR PAJAMA'S!!! You could even do it at 3 a.m. when that newborn baby (who you know is not going to let you get any Christmas shopping done in peace and you know you might as well get started on that mile long list now anyways) wakes you up because he wants to eat...again. I think it's a sign, a sign from the baby to order something to help his meals of the future taste better. You can even just order gift certificates to give to family and friends...talk about easy as pie!

Forward this post on to your families and friends...I am wondering if I can have the biggest online party EVER. What do you think?

Check back here often, because I will try and sneak a few Pampered Chef recipes on here to get your mouth watering and your mind wandering to the Pampered Chef site. Just go to http://www.pamperedchef.biz/karissaskitchen to do your browsing and shopping. Be sure to enter my first and last name when you do place an order. (that'd be Jessica Remington)

Thanks for your support and have fun browsing through all the goodies Pampered Chef is known for.

Irony

Exactly three years ago today, a little bit of hell referred to as "Hurricane Katrina" made landfall on the Gulf Coast.

Three Years.

And now, on it's anniversary (would you really refer to that as an anniversary? I like to think of anniversaries as happy occasions.), my friends and family prepare once more for the unknown.

I am safe, far away in Nebraska...in part, due to that hurricane. Did you know that? Did you know that West was looking for a way out of LA, anyways, but when the hurricane hit and FEMA could offer such low skilled workers $18 an hour, so many of West's employees jumped ship that they got their out...able to sell their lease to an organization that was part of FEMA...that eventually failed?

So, now I sit in my computer room, with this fear nagging the back of my heart. I feel awful because I am safe, with no worries. Yet so many of those I love aren't. Maybe they are safe, new home, new clothes, new life...but deep down, I bet this storm is killing them. Deep down, I bet there is fear.

And I will wait, and pray, until this storm passes. I think it is funny, how we hope for things. One mom I've met here who lived in Biloxi three years ago said she hoped the hurricane veered of its course and hit Mexico. Why? Do those living in Mexico deserve to suffer any more then those living in America? No. I hope the storm gets downgraded, that there is a bit of rain and wind, and that all the work and worry was for nothing. That's what I pray for. BUT, I also pray that everyone that can possibly act, does. Don't wait around until the last minute, don't "ride it out"...just get out, get safe.

Heck, if you need a place to stay, call my parents, I am sure they won't mind house guests. Just be prepared to attend my dad's family reunion tomorrow. (good food by the way, and really nice folks, too)

If you need a ride, well, I can't help with that, but we've all got legs, right?

So, even though I am "safe" here in Omaha, you are in my thoughts and prayers. Let me know that you are all safe and sound when the wind blows over and things return "to normal".

Happy 24th Birthday Jeni!

Jeni at 33 weeks

It's kind of hard to find pictures of this stinker on dropshots, but here are a few. Jeni is such a great sister to have. She is kind and really cares about those around her. She is very sensitive, which is a bad trait to have if you have a sister like me (when watching the Titanic at the theater with friends, I laughed when the two lovers were in the water and the one said, "Never let go Jack, never let go!" Needless to say, a viewer behind me told me to "Shut Up you INSENSITIVE FOOL!"...but this post isn't about me), but she has somehow persevered.
Jeni loves animals, another opposite of me, and loves little children (another opposite...j/k...kind of). Her only downfall is she doesn't realize how great she is and how much she really has it "together".

Happy Birthday Jeni. Hope that hurricane doesn't cause any rainclouds to darken your day!

Clash of the Molly Mormon/Alter Ego

Or should I say a coming together? Tonight we fed the missionaries, but I didn't do the dishes...so, I hid them in our broken dishwasher. Also, I bought a thing of potato salad from a deli and put it into my own serving dish, throwing away the evidence.
See, perfect on the outside...wild woman on the inside :-)