Wednesday, November 30, 2005

The puzzle master

Spencer and I just did the same puzzle about 10 times in 20 minutes. The kid is in LOVE with puzzles. Of course, he has frustrations, but he seems to work through them and get it done right.
I am facinated that anyone can do something so simple for 20 minutes on end, and clap for themselves every time it's done, and enjoy it so. I wish my life was so simple and perhaps, it can be. I need to enjoy the things I have to do. After all, Spencer's work IS his play.
I think that sometimes making a "to-do" list and marking things off makes the day go a little happier. Just knowing you've accomplished something. So, I'm gonna give myself a little cheer every time I do something that needs getting done.
Laundry's in, woo-hoo
Ten-minute-tidy done, hip-hip-horray
Switched my winter clothes with my summer clothes, RAISE your HANDS, STOMP YOUR FEET, Hil-a-ree, just can't be beat.
No-way.

Tuesday, November 29, 2005

My Awesome Aunt Carrie

My mom pointed me to the fact that my Aunt Carrie gave a talk at BYU's womens conference. I just listened to it, and it is about 1/2 hour long. But, if you're looking for an uplifting talk to listen to as you do your grocery list, this is the one. I know that some of us have wondered how God could good people with bad things, and her life has been several bad things, one after another and this talk truly uplifted me. I assure you it will be a 1/2 hour well spent. Just click on the "download" thing on the page you're sent to via my link. Some of it is midly LDS, but I think all of us can learn a lot about trials, joy, friendship and love.

Monday, November 28, 2005

Talker

Wanted to give a little update on Spencer's talking, since I seem to vent about it quite a bit on this fine blog. He's just talking up a storm as of late. It's been so fun to hear real words come out of his mouth. "Done, more, christmas tree, daddy" all when necessary.
Of course whining continues... apparently also when necessary.
I wanted to thank everyone for their advice and the reminder that this is nothing to freak out about. Smooches to all of you.

Sunday, November 27, 2005

Kent Called ME out... :)

No one ever wants me to answer their fancy quizes... I feel so popular Kent, thanks. :)
*2 names you go by
1. Hil
2. Hilster (really don't respond to it though)
*2 parts of your heritage
1. I'm Mormon, I should know this...
2. but I don't....
*2 things that scare you
1. something going wrong at work
2. something going wrong (seriously) wiht my kids
*2 of your everyday essentials
1. This yummy corn stuff
2. Apparently, whining... I hear LOTS of that every day...
*2 things you are wearing right now
1. long sleeved striped t-shirt.
2. red checked pj pants.
*2 of your favorite bands or musical artists (at the moment)
1. Santa Clara Marching Band
2. Sting
*2 favorite songs (at the moment)
1. Anything manheim steamroller
2. I seriously have not a clue... I'm not a big song listener...
*2 things you want in a relationship (other than real love)
1. SERIOUS laughing
2. trust
*2 truths
1. Service makes you happy
2. Children can whine really loud...
*2 physical things that appeal to you (in the opposite sex)
1. Eyes
2. Their Smile
*2 of your favorite hobbies
1. scrapbooking
2. cooking
*2 things you want really badly
1. A 50 mm lens....
2. For my kids to not whine....
*2 places you want to go on vacation
1. France
2. A cruise without kiddies...
*2 things you want to do before you die
1. See my grandkids
2. Make it out of North America
*2 ways that you are stereotypically a dude/chick
1. My hair gel
2. I feel better with makeup on
*2 things you are thinking about now
1. How I'm gonna get Spencer to stop whining.
2. What I'm gonna do on my next scrapbook page
*2 stores you shop at
1. Target
2. Costco
*2 people i would like to see take this quiz
1. Lara (did you do this already)
2. Amie B
{wickedly mean cackle}

Thursday, November 24, 2005

On thiis day of Thanksgiving

Today I am thankful for my job, interesting because I had to work this morning and it was a giant fiasco, but today I think I'll mostly focus on just the job itself. I feel so blesesd to be a nurse and to have picked this profession. I fee honored to be a part of people's birth experience and I always work with such great women. It's great to have a job that really fits in to my priorities as a mom. And, the supplemental income's just smashing.
So, be a nurse, if you like n' guts, and getting yelled at n' stuff. Of course, those are ALL my favorite things. :)

Wednesday, November 23, 2005

Today's message

Never a good sign when you're only on day 3, and you're having hard time keeping the thankful mojo going, but I drive on....
Today I am thankful for the church. It's everything to me, and without it I know with a SUREITY that I wouldn't be where I am now. My marriage wouldn't work (probably wouldn't be married, and more likely wouldn't have kids). How many people can say that about a simple faith.
I have my best friends through the church, and they know who they are. Definately people you can count on, those Mormons...
Hard to not stay thankful when you have so many blessings. Sometimes you just have to sit down and count them....

Tuesday, November 22, 2005

Thankful Thoughts for Today

So, today I am thankful for my 2 boys. I'd like to have them have separate days, but I feel there is only so many days I can keep this thankful theme going on, and so I will blog them both today.
Conner
Conner is such a smartie, and just him knowing all these different things makes me feel mildly grand as a parent. He is also very nice, and a good student all around (including citizenship and behavior). He amazes me with the things he thinks up and the creativity that flows so freely from him. He has really learned a lot this year in Kindergarten (Mrs. Ross, another thing I'm thankful for). I just wanted to share a sweet moment that he and I had a few nights ago. I'd had a LONG night at work and I was so tired, but I always go in to check on the boys when I get home from work. I re-apply covers and give a little kiss. This night I told Conner I loved him, as usualy and he looks-up (eyes still closed) and says, "I love you too." (which, sadly, he is quickly becoming too cool to say during the regular day) I didn't know if I'd heard him right, so I said "I love you" again, and I got the same response except this time, with an added glare as if to say, "it's midnight, leave me alone." I love you buddy, even if you don't always say it back.
Spencer
Spencer is FINALLY learning some WORDS! He is also aware that he can lead me, like Lassie, to the stuff he needs or the stuff he needs done. Just now he lead me to the bookshelf to look at our Disney Album and once I got it he said, "yeah!!!" (as if I'd performed a touchdown). Spencer reminds me that life passes all too fast. I truly miss my little baby, although I enjoy the creature that has replaced him. Spencer, recently, is really into singing (and Conner has banned all of my singing in this home since he was 3). I appreciate him appreciating me (it's a vicious circle).
So, in this thoughtful time I can't believe I was chosen to parent these two little brave souls. And although I am outnumbered, I know I wouldn't have it any other way.

Monday, November 21, 2005

Pilgram's Pride




Ok, just a little "life" post -- Today Conner had his Thanksgiving feast. Again, his teacher is INSANELY great. She rocks. check her out in her pilgrim dress. Impressive, and that's all I can say. Even dad was able to come! They did a parade through the other classes, as always and then had a nice big thanksgiving feast full of string cheese, chex mix and other "healthy" foods. Definately put me in the mood for some turkey. :)

With a Thankful Heart

Taking a page from Sophia's blog, I've decided to put a stop to my sarcastic viewpoints of this life I'm living and have a thankful heart for this week. Each day pointing out a little something (or big) that I am thankful for.
First off, I'll start with Drew. HELLO, what a guy. I'm so lucky I decided not to go on a mission and get married. The guy NEVER complains, oh... except about his back and a few of his more-unruly band students, but he never complains about ME. I am sure there are a few things that are worth complaining about (I've never noticed them, but others have). He is only grateful for what I provide for this family. The least of the things he could complain about is how I complain to him... about how I need more help, about how our children have d me all day, about how hard it is to make dinner while someone is pulling my pants off from below the knee. He just listens, and commiserates in my strain.
Drew is an extremely hard worker. Of course, I complain (is anyone noticing a theme here?) about things not getting done, but when the man rolls-up his sleeves and gets something done, it gets DONE. I'll walk into the garage and it's like a whole new place. I get chills running down my back just thinking about it.
Drew is funny, he's smart, he's great with our kids. The guy's amazing and that's right ladies, he's all mine, so keep your hands off. Get your own slice of perfection.
Love you Drew... you're the best decision I ever made.

Sunday, November 20, 2005

Home

I was reading my friend, Allison's blog, and she was talking about going home for Thanksgiving and now I'm just sad. We truly do try and maintain the relationships with our parents but somehow it's turned more into them visiting us. After our disastrous "visit" last year at Christmastime (our flight was cancelled, and then the next day delayed and all of our PRESENTS were in Utah and basically it was very stressful) we are homebodies for the holidays.
I will be working Thanksgiving, and I am grateful that Drew's friend (mine too, I suppose), Katie had invited us to her house for a late Thanksgiving. Friends sometimes can take the place of family, and at least make you feel cozy inside.
I know that my parents wished we were with them (and most likely, Drew's wishes we were at their's) but the circle of life goes on, and I am excited to build traditions with my 3 boys (Drew, at times a man). I just hope they don't involve crashing cars into the tree..

Saturday, November 19, 2005

New Layout


Ok, I know we all think I'm the queen of several photos on a layout, but ladies... it's hard. Took me forever to figure out the configuration on this one, but I think it works. I've been seeing a lot of the clean white borders on pages, I think they look kinda snazzy, might have to print some of pictures with these from the photo lab. I think it works well with the pumpkin color, for some reason.

My Confession

I think I scrap best to marching band music.
Someone help me...

The Imax Experience

So, last night me, and a couple of fancy friends went to go see Harry Potter at our local Imax theater. Husbandless. Needless to say, it was super fun but I have 2 things to tell you.
1. Don't go see a normal movie at an Imax theater. In the end, our necks hurt and we wished we'd just gone to the regular theater. However, it was fun and this theater's AMAZING. I really want to go see a regular IMAX show there.
2. Love Harry Potter. Can't really get why so many people in the church are against it. I really love the line when Dumbledore says that this is the time that they need to choose between what is right and what is easy. I think that pretty much sums-up life. Sometimes there's an easy road to go down, which is the road many take but the RIGHT thing to do is down a more difficult road.
All in all, the movie was great. Don't take your kids, but do take your husband (or good friends).

Thursday, November 17, 2005

Was reading others blogs...

So, I was reading Cathy Z's blog. She's freaking out about her new book, which I am sure deserves freaking out about...but then I was like, "ARE YOU KIDDING ME, you're freaking out about THAT in your job?" And sometimes my job provides some serious perspective. We had a baby last week, literally dying. As my co-worker and I were rushing around the bed flipping the mom, applying oxygen, trying to undo cords so we could run to the c-seciton the baby's heart rate was as low as I've heard it for as long as I'd heard it. THIS, my friends, is a time to freak out? But, were we? I think I was a little in my heart. I felt badly for the mom, but I didn't have the time to freak. It's my job to get that baby safely there, and I want to know I did everything humanly possible to make it a safe trip. Thankfully, by the time we were in the OR the heart rate was back up, and the baby came-out with a nice knot in his/her cord. Reminds me not to freak out quite so much when I see the ENTIRE box of crayons spilled (and yes, I am high-strung, why do you ask?), or Spencer doesn't like to use consonants. There are big things in life, and then there's the rest. And how much of it truly deserves a freak-out?

A crying day

From the moment I got Spencer up and until we left Conner's school Spencer was in a mood. And as we were driving to school with him pouting in the back I thought WHAT is wrong with him? Then, I get to school and I see Conner's teacher has a picture of her, when she got married, with all of her kindergarteners, and I seriously started to tear-up. Now, I'd just like to add that we had a VERY hard night at work last night. I felt behind the whole night and just wanted to curl-up in a corner and cry. Anyway, when I saw the picture I was transported to when my first grade teacher got married, and how special she made me feel when I got her invitation and went to her wedding. And, then on my way to safeway I started to tear-up about something else (not a clue what). And I realiezd Spencer and I were both just having a sad little day.
Perhaps we'll just cry together for the rest of the day...
Kind of looking that way at this point.

Tuesday, November 15, 2005

It has Come to my Attention

So, after further investigation, I have found-out that it isn't just weirdos that read my blog, but some fairly normal people. I would like to give a disclaimer.
This is MY blog. I started it because it's a nice way to vent my feelings, tell what's happening in our family, and it's fun. I always wanted to be a writer, but being the sensible gal I am, I chose nursing.
Sometimes my thoughts may be offensive to others. Please comment if you disagree with me. PArt of the greatness of blogs is getting everyone's opinions.
While I considered changing my blog address I decided not to. I don't think that I'm THAT offensive-- and you can always block the address on your own.
You are choosing to read, I am choosing to write... now just be sure to leave COMMENTS.
Hilary

Seriously, I opened this can last night for dinner. Is this what my life has come to? Luckily, canned corn wasn't bad with the meal... but HELLO... anyone see something wrong with this picture? Totally true picture. Posted by Picasa
BTW, I'd like to make a little plug for food storage. Luckily, i have like 10 cans of black bean burritos (which is what we were having for dinner) and was able to just go out and grab another can.

I'm not cut-out to teach Kindergarten.

I just got back from helping out in Conner's class. Really, I do very little, but i like to sit and observe, see what Mr. Conner's doing in comparison, and help-out where I can (today I cut turkey bodies, check me out). That woman (Mrs. Ross) is a SAINT. I have NO idea how she does her job EVERY DAY. I'd be so frustrated, ALL THE TIME. There's so many abilities, and nationalities, and languages and OMG... anyway, hats off to teachers of all sorts, but I think Kindergarten's a special breed.
A round of applause....

Monday, November 14, 2005

A little note...

So, I've started my Christmas shopping... I have no idea what to get Drew and I have WAY too many ideas for the kids, as usual. My friend Erica, however has a great new site: Erica Hernandez Designs you may have noticed it on the side of my blog. I think she's hoping to specialize in wall-art type scrapbook pages. For those of you not emmersed in the scrap world, Erica's basically on the top of it. She's on the Better Homes and Gardens scrapbook magazine design team, as well as other manufacturer design teams. Anyway, I was thinking what a great Christmas idea for grandparents or your husband, or your wife. Really classy scrapbook pages look great framed in either your office, or your living room. Great pics of your kids, or you as a couple. Anyway, I think it's a great idea. PLUS, she does Christmas cards, and I love to get inventive Christmas cards. Good luck Erica, what a great idea!

Here's the list Conner made me...  Posted by Picasa

Primary Program

I'm sure many of you are wondering if Conner came-up with anything that I DO... and he did. I think I'll make a scrapbook page out of them. It's mildly amusing.
Yesterday was our Primary Program. Primary is basically the kid's sunday School type thing. They put on a program in Sacrament Meeting each year. Conner's 5 and this is his second year in it. So cute. He got up to give his part, looked around the audience, just long enough for me to be like, "YOU KNOW THIS PART" and smiled, and said it nice and clear. You know your kid's good when everyone in the audience looks at you after they say their part. I was so proud.
I really feel that the heart of our church is in our children. It's so sweet to see them bear testimony that the things they learn are true. I always feel the spirit so strongly in those meetings. Wish we could do them every Sunday.

Sunday, November 13, 2005

I Do Nothing

Today while making breakfast, Conner told me to "get more bread" and I said I was making breakfast and I'd get it as soon as I could, "did it look like I was doing nothing?" And his response... "yeah." I seriously took off my sliper threw it across the room and was like, "I WILL SHOW YOU NOTHING. I WILL DO NOTHING" (and ran to my room). As I laid on my bed, contemplating never leaving it again, feeling extremely taken for granted -- slave-like, if you will. I decided to come out, apologize for yelling and throwing my shoe and let Conner know he needed to stay in his room until he was ready to come out and say he's sorry. After a lot of contimplation on his part in his room he came-out. He told me he was sorry. He was able to eat breakfast, but now has an assignemtn to write down 10 things that I do for him. Of course, he's whining that he can't THINK of anything that I do.
I am feeling extremely taken for granted right now. Seriously, does he not notice ANYTHING that I do? Did I at that age?
I'd just like to take this moment to tell my mom I'm grateful for all she did. It's a vicious cycle...

Saturday, November 12, 2005


Obviously, thes scan is kind of crooked... but it's just a simple layout. Loved the picture so much, since I see this look fairly often during the day. Posted by Picasa

Friday, November 11, 2005

Weirdos Reading my Blog

Ok, so I was at a church party tonight (pie baking contest, really funy... btw) and one of our church "leaders" (ie, someone in the bishopbric) said he'd read my blog. I am fairly sure he's lying, but I feel mildly violated. I wouldn't feel at ALL violated if he left a comment... but somehow lurkers freak me out, the same way they'd freak me out if I found them in my car late at night after a shift.
So, everyone that comes to my fine blog... please comment. Tell me how crazy I am and that you visited. Say hello... SOMETHING. Capiche? Capiche. (or, tell me how bad I spell... always an option on MY blog). Oh, and Garth... welcome to my blog, it rocks.

Thursday, November 10, 2005

A Little Ego Stroke

Ok, so the CK school page call has gone out and I am so disappointed. I totally thought one of my MANY pages of Drew's school pictures would get taken... nada.
Then, I was wondering why I care about what people think so much. I mean, all of my friends love my pages. My kids love my pages. My husband loves my pages.
Why do I care that people in my ward didn't want me to throw the shower?
Why did I want to SCREAM when a pediatrician made a comment on how I deliver babies (long story).
I can not take criticism people, and I obviously can't take failure. Or why do I even SEE it as failure, at least the scrapbooks are there... they're scanned and they're always availble for perusing by a curious Conner.
Anyway, if anyone has anyhting nice to say about my scrapbook abilities, feel free to post here.
Does anyone feel like they don't want to cry when somenoe says something halfway not-nice. Even as just, constructive criticism, and how does a person get over it.
Does this blog make sense. Well, if it doesn't, I wouldn't suggest telling me... I may take it to heart.

Wednesday, November 09, 2005


Spencer got a haircut last night... guess you can't see it too well in this picture, but he always looks SO much older without his curly locks. Posted by Picasa

Tuesday, November 08, 2005

I Voted

I took Spencer with me to vote and I told Conner all about it before we went.... Just wanted to remind everyone to vote and how important it is that we share the importance of voting with our kids. I always think about getting an absentee ballot, but I remember going with my mom to vote and I hope it makes an impact on our kids. Ok, soapbox done... now go make those yummy cookies as a little voting day reward. :)

Monday, November 07, 2005

THE BEST COOKIES!!!!

Ok, I found THE VERY BEST COOKIES EVER. They're made with the new Nestle Swirls chocolate chips. Which, bytheway are on sale right now at our Albertsons (not that I can verify if they're on sale at YOUR albertsons) 2 for 3 dollars. They're just your basic cookie dough (with the addition of the carmel/chocolate swirls) and then you make a little dent with the back of your spoon and add a few more of the chocolate chips. Then, you take chocolate that you've melted in the microwave (in a ziploc -- hello EASY) and drizzle it over it. HELLO, yummy.
Enjoy my friends, enjoy.

I vow...

And no, it's not for fidelity.
When I look at other drivers who are on their cell phones... they are so DUMB. They really just don't have good reaction times.
And while I avoid it, I do talk on the cell every now and then in the car. As if there's a call that couldn't wait til' I get-off the road.
So I am no longer gonna talk on the cell while driving. It's not like I really spend that much time driving... and the safety of my family is MUCH more important.

Sunday, November 06, 2005


You know... you can't send in a school picture for HOF. So, this one was pressure-free. :) Is it just me, or does it look like someone socked him in the left eye?  Posted by Picasa

Fasting

Ok, for my cool friends that don't know. Fasting is when you go without 2 meals. We Mormons do it once a month -- on the first Sunday of the month. Today, happens to be that day. And I, LIKE A FOOL, bought doughnuts yesterday, a whole dozen so we could have some today. Anyway, the sacrifice is great today but I am fasting for a particular purpose (which is encouraged).
I am so frustrated by Spencer. He isn't talking. He calls Drew "Mom" (he was yelling it the whole time at the football game yesterday, all the band parents kept looking at me wondering why I wasn't fixing his needs). Everything's a grunt or a whine. I think he is saying words, but most things sound like tree or cheese. Anyway, I really feel like I need some guidance from up above on this issue. I don't feel like anyhting's wrong. He is saying things, but more often it's grunting and whining. And sometimes I feel silly to think that god worries about my kids as much as I do. But, today I was reading my scriptures (gotta fill the doughnut wanting time with SOMETHING on Fast Sunday) where Moroni (and forgive me, I understand I am totally losing my non-member friends) is at war and it just seems like nothing is working out and they're gonna have to all die and then they spring the prisoners by getting the guards drunk. Anyway, I just thought that it always seems like your chips are down and that nothing is working and then WHAMO... God comes through for you. I just felt so loved after reading that, knowing that God cares about all of our problems (most especially our children problems, probably) and wants to help us if only we would ask. So, I am asking... and not having my doughnut and perhaps the only thing I will earn from the day is more patience, but who couldn't gather some of that and feel good about the day?

Thursday, November 03, 2005

My new battery organizer



Ok, so I didn't get a call for the Simple Scrapbook Celebrations book... but I DID get a new battery organizer this morning. 9.97 at the Home Depot. I am in love with it. I am always worried that we don't have the right batteries we'd need if we were truly in an emergency. And now, I know. Of course, it doesn't have enough slots for the AA and AAA that we have... but those can be left in the packaging. But, I now know we have MORE than enough 9V and need some more D's. And we're good on C's. Makes me have peace of mind. As my friend Lara said, it's my own personal zoloft. Oh, and it has a battery tester... did i mention the TESTER. Big fun gals, BIG fun... now, for Drew to screw it into the wall...

A Child Like This


This is Conner's Kindergarten picture. I went through great turmoil trying to decide if I wanted to spend the 20-30 bucks to get them. But, I'm glad I did. This is his smile that he does when you say, "smile" -- which, I don't say. I'm of the "noodle" or "bellybutton" sayer. Anyway, it's a delight to see his little face. I think I'll even treasure it...
When I look at this picture I am reminded of my job last night. We had a dead baby. We weren't totally aware of it initially. We had some heart tracings on the monitor, but they turned-out to be maternal. When we brought her back and the baby was out, it was apparent that it had been dead a while and the death was called. Such a sweet baby to have her life snuffed out before it even begun.
Of course, initially I stared in shock at the whole situation. I didn't have a grasp of it all except running around to get some supplies for help. And then we learned that the baby's death was due to the mother's drug use. Emotions of pure sorrow for the woman to pure amazement that someone would place their own pleasure above anyone else's... even this sweet perfect baby girl.
I am grateful for a faith that tells me this baby is in a much better place and my wrapping of her in respect with a pink little hate placed on her head was better than anything she'd ever get from this mom.
On an amusing side-note, we had a police officer, 2 detectives and a coroner come. They felt so out of place and some of us couldn't help but feeling like we were on CSI. This woman will most likely be charged on something. She was due, and made an obvious decision that would harm her baby (when certain drugs are used they cause too much blood to go to the placenta and it kind of pushes the placenta off the uterine wall, hence the baby gets no oxygen or nutrients). At least there's a little justice on this earth.

Tuesday, November 01, 2005


Kind of a "beliefs" layout... have been wanting to do one of those for a while... Posted by Picasa

From Family Temple day... loved that day. NOt really sure why I put the cheesey chex mix picture on there, but I felt like Spencer needed to be showcased. :) Posted by Picasa

How can something SO tiring be SO GREAT?

Ok, I love Halloween. I love that our family spends time together. I love dressing up (and dressing my kids up is even funner than it was dressing myself up). I love seeing my neighbors and friends. And I love seeing my neighbors and friends kids dressed up. I tried to make it clear to Conner that we would always use our imaination to think of a great costume and not just be creepy and scary. I abhore (sp?) creepy and scary.
Spencer.... Spencer. I LOVE SPENCER. He is SO CUTE. Every time we went to someone -- "teet-teet" (trick or treat) and then "thankou" (thank you)... serious HANDFULS of candy for the cuteness. More than he'll ever consume. I melted every house or car we went to. I have some photos on the camera of last night and the halloween parade at Conner's school.
Maybe it's melting that makes me tired... you can really only love your kids so much.

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