Perfect Form....

Sunday, December 13, 2009

Okay, maybe I quit..............

So the other day, my daughter came into my computer/scrap room and asked me if I made my nephew a card for his bithday yet???

I replied no, dear, I texted him his "happy birthday".

She said "Oh, well, you made his sister one (my neice), I thought maybe you'd make him one too??"

Hmmm, laundry, vaccuuming, dishes, or making a card??

The card won, hands down!!

So I wheel my chair over to my scrapbooking desk (sounds fancy doesn't it, it's really an old roll top desk that we bought from my in-laws when we got married for $100.00.)

You see, there's this board in my floor that's been kind of rotten, and spongy. You could always step on it, but you really didn't want to put your weight on it.

I sat down at my desk, and forgot something, promptly stood up right on the bad floor board, and my foot went right through the floor!!!!!!!!!!

I of course slammed down on my desk, hurting a few body parts.

I was actually more freaked out by where my foot was, like eeeeeeewwwwwwwwww there's stuff you don't know about down there!!!

Nice, huh???

Like the dirty sock?

Couldn't help it, my kids have this disease called takeyoursocksoffwhereeveryouareitis and they just leave them there.

I get them back, don't worry.

Evil mom.

Don't ask.

Speaking of evil, as soon as my foot went through the floor, I texted my husband and told him about it.

His reply??

"Maybe it's time to lose weight?"

This is when you can just hear his brain going ............"Noooooooooooooooo"

Oh he knew as soon as he hit the send button it was wrong, but when you give a farmer this teeny tiny cell phone with these microscopic buttons and he texts his wife something like that, well........... it's just hard for him to type his everlasting love how sorry he was for his last remark fast.

Oh, he knew by the silence.

The man was in the dog house.

Big time.

I mean I could have died or evens worse!!

Thank God there's a heating duct right underneath that particular floor board I mean this is such an old house, there is no subflooring, never heard of it!!

It took my husband about 5 minutes to text back to me "I guess that was wrong, sorry".

You think??

He's still apologizing and this happened 3 days ago!!!

I still love him, just not for his texts!!!

Thursday, December 10, 2009

Okay, enough. I'm done............

Done feeling like I can't do anything right. I must be doing something right, right??



You still here??


Good, cause I need to show you something...................

These are my boys...................................................

Well, men and boys...................................................

UMMMM well, to me they are............................ my children.

You know what I mean??

Oh nevermind.

The important part is that they are all in one spot at the same time.

And they're not wrestling around in the kitchen.........

And they're not oogling over their girlfriends...........

LOOK!!.................No girlfriends!!

Not that I don't like their girlfriends, I do, alot!!

But if girlfriends are here, you won't see this....................

Oh you'll see them, but not see THEM.

Get it??


Usually, when I want to take pictures of all 6 of my sons, it ends up like this...........

Or this...................................

This is a great picture, it's just missing one little thing.........

Their little brother!!!!

Ugh, where did he go now???

NO one knows, so now it's time for your public announcement.......................

This is what happens to your face when you have 5 brothers and a sister, and parents that are totally nutz!

Just a warning.

Oh, look here he comes..................

He's back but he's not happy about it!!

See those 2 in the background?? They are totally up to no good.

But that's what I love about my boys, they are totally unpredictable especially when they are together.
If you only knew what really went on in between the pictures, you'd laugh your fool head off, after you got done feeling their pain!!

That is all for today, this dial up slowness is driving me off my rocker.

Tuesday, October 20, 2009

MLD otherwise known as Metachromatic Leukodystrophy

Or the genetic disease that took my daughter's life.

These are my girls. On the left is Laramie, my Mommom is in the middle, and Cheyenne is on the right. They were about 4 and 5 years old in this picture. Cheyenne is now 17.

Metachromatic Leukodystrophy is a genetic disease that affects the myelin on your nerves. Basically it's when the enzyme called Arasulfatase A decides to call it quits, and no longer keeps the myelin on your nerves.  This results in losing your ability to function, you can't walk anymore, talk anymore, or eat anymore. It causes white matter changes in your brain too. It sucks.

As a parent, you get to watch your once normal child slowly waste away and die and there's nothing you can do about it. Nothing. Do I sound a little bit mad?

I am.

I'm more mad now then when we were going through it. Maybe not really mad, just, oh I don't know. It's the helpless feeling I hated the most. There was nothing we could do to stop it.

We tried. We did 2 bone marrow transplants on her. The first one was a cord-blood transplant. After we killed all her good bone marrow with chemo and radiation, we put non related umbilical cord blood into Lara. Her body knew better, we didn't fool it. She grew her own bone marrow back. We then used her brother for a bone marrow donor. She liked that better and kept it.

But you see, it wasn't enough. Nothing was enough to stop the beast.

The bone marrow transplant was the only way to break through the blood-brain barrier to at least keep her brain from getting fried from her disease.

There's always a catch. You have a whole year until it reaches your brain, so until then, you decline at an alarming rate. Once it all reaches your brain, it slows the disease, but doesn't stop it.

This picture breaks my heart.  Grammy made her a princess cake for her birthday. She never really got to eat any of it. She couldn't eat anymore without aspirating.

Here she is with Daddy on the 4 wheeler. There were happy times, but, funny, I can't remember those as much as I remember the times I was impatient with her.  I don't even know what I'm getting at here, just that I have to get this off my chest.

If I had to do it all  over again, I would have not done the bone marrow transplants, I would have taken that Make a Wish vacation and taken all the kids. We have never done that, taken all the kids on a vacation. Our oldest is now 21, and moved out. If we had the opportunity, I guess we could still take them on a vacation, it just wouldn't be Disney world, it would be out west, I think they'd like that alot better now that they're older. But there's something missing, their sister.

Laramie did have a "wish" fulfilled from Dream Come True in the Lehigh Valley. She got a computer with a touch screen that she used as long as she could. In the end, they ended up paying the balance of her funeral costs. They just did it without letting us know. I am forever greatful to them for that.

This is not all of them, we're missing this guy......

He's now 9 yrs. old.

On October15th , 2005, Laramie went into the Lehigh Valley Hospital with a fever, and an upper respitory infection. In one day, she was put into the PICU and placed on a ventilator because her lungs were totally filled.

She had pneumonia. She was up there for a month.

Meanwhile, unknown to me, my Mommom was getting sick. Mommom died on November 12, 2005.

It was then that I knew Laramie was going to die. Even though she was getting better, and was scheduled to be taken off the ventilator, I knew in my heart Mommom went  first to welcome Lara into Heaven. Mommom knew I would feel better knowing she was up there with Lara. I miss her. She was so special.

Laramie was taken off the ventilator because her lungs appeared to be healed. I knew better.
On November 18th, we called family and friends and told them to come and say good bye. I remember her siblings laying on the bed with her watching The Lion King and getting her to laugh. She loved them soooo much and was happiest when they were around. We kept them there as late as we could, kissed them goodbye (our oldest could drive), gave them money for pizza and sent them home.

Laramie Jane Moyer passed away on November 19, 2005.

She fell asleep and never woke up.

Every day, every single day, I feel like I'm missing something. I may have had 8 children, and I may have 7 left. Don't think I'm not grateful for that, but in my heart, there will always be 8, and no one can take that way from me.

It hurts so much.

Tuesday, October 13, 2009

The Plastic Farmer.....

This is my youngest, aka, my baby....

 He has a whole mess of animals.

Well, plastic ones anyway......

Here's some cows.

More cows!!

The sheep. Cute, huh??

Horses, no farm would be complete without them, right?

PORK! Um, excuse me, I mean piggies.

We wouldn't be able to keep production going if it weren't for this fellow!

Nice chicken coop huh???

Look at this closely, notice the lines in the carpet? Yes, they're his" fences". Cute???

Please don't ask me why I bought a red carpet.

We have a yellow lab.

They don't mix at all. Most of the time, the carpet looks like we plucked the dog and threw his hair all over the place!!

We don't by the way.

Pluck the dog that is.

But we do eat beef!!!!!

This lovely (well maybe disturbing picture) is courtesy of my daughter who will randomly try to bite cows heads off.

Only when she's hungry.

Tuesday, September 29, 2009


(that's my girl)
It's what we do....

The cat's don't care.


My youngest loves it!!

                      Even at the tractor pulls, we loaded up the tractor so no one had to get too muddy.

                                                This is the culprit from the first 2 pictures.

Please disregard the  the dumb truck in the background with the hood that's open since last Christmas!

I pretend it's not there, just so I don't drive the family nutz wanting it removed. I can't stand it there.

But everyone keeps telling me it's "this close" to running.

                                                              So it stays.

                                                 And I ignore it.

                                                                I try to ignore it.

                                               I just wish it would go away.


                                                              There it is again.

Just when I'm trying to take a picture of how high the water was rising during a thunderstorm (with my family trapped in the garage).

                                                              IT shows up.

Maybe I am completely insane.

                                                         Nah, just a little.

I'll leave you with that thought. There is no main idea in today's post, this is just the way my day is going, from one thought to another.

If only my head would open up and I could breathe.


That's it, yeah, my head is so stuffy that I can't make a complete thought with the little oxygen I'm getting into my stuffy little brain.

                                                   That's my story and I'm sticking to it.

I"m going ot find the nose spray now.............

Saturday, September 26, 2009

I'm just sitting here wondering...

Is this my good side............

                                                                        Or is this one better??

Thursday, September 24, 2009

Early Morning Ringing...........

You know it's not good news when you get a phone call at 5am.

Oh my.........

Oh Dear!!


Notice the burr on the inside of the jeep???

The bad news-- the jeep is finished.


Never to be driven again.

It had a soft top that tore away on the first roll.

I know she has a problem with wearing seatbelts.

She ended up sitting on the ground with the jeep on top of her.

The good news ??

Not only did she roll the jeep at least 4 times, she walked away from it with only bruises.

No, she wasn't texting, or talking on the phone, all she did was look down at her directions and veered a little bit, losing total control.

Praise God !

I know He sent angels to keep her safe.


This is Fred the steer.....

He looks kind of evil in this picture, and sorry, I don't have a full picture of him right now,but when you see the size of his head, you will know he's a force to be reckoned with!!

When we were feeding our calves, my second youngest told me Fred could do a trick. I never got to see the trick, but I did watch Cole trying to "catch" Fred's tongue.

Fred starts out by snifffing Cole's hand

Gross, but funny, once you start watching, you just can't stop. It's like those rubberneckers in accidents.

Then he tries to lick it. You must also understand that Cole is standing on a couple of hay bales to reach over the gate to get to Fred.

Mmmmmmmmmmmm............. Yummy,"I think I like it!!"

This is kind of gross, but you must admit, he almost has his tongue!!


Look at those teeth!!
Kind of creepy, huh??
But good fun for the kids!

Numb numb numb, "maybe I'll just chew on his fingers for awhile!!"

Tuesday, September 22, 2009

Catch Up Time..............

So, I get up every morning, thinking about blogging (yeah right, and home schooling, and excercising, and cleaning, and cooking, and laundry, and work) no, not work, I'm not thinking about that until I get there, then all I can think about is going home. It's not that I don't like the concept of work, I just don't like not being at home and working. Yep, I hate it. So all you stay at home mom's, enjoy it. Don't even think about rushing off to work, have fun being home, because one day, you might have to go to work. YUK. Though, some people might like it, just not me.

I'm off the subject.

What else is new??

This is why I don't blog every morning, or every day. I get easily side tracked. Maybe I have A.D.D.? I know it's not A.D.H.D. Hyper is not in my vocabulary, nor in my body. If anything, I'm so non hyper, I go backwards. Yes, it's true, ever since I was a youngster, my mother told me "I was slower than molassas". I have sped up a little bit since I have to keep up with so many children, but I'm just me, I don't like to rush. Anything.

My husband? He's the speed of light.
The Turkey.
Most of my children have inherited his speed of light crap too.

Most of them that is! There's about 3 that aren't.  This would be the youngest one. He didn't get the lightning gene.
We get along great!!

 But if it's even possible, he might just be slower than I was. Not mentally, but when it comes to getting ready for anything, or just walking from the car into Wally World, he's got me beat.

Since September started, we have aquired 13 calves, soon to make it 15...

This is the chief calf feeder. He's a little sick of calves. We don't have hutches or any way to keep them apart, so we have to boot some of them out while we feed the others. Or else, they will be sucking the pants off you, literally!!

"What are you looking at? I'm just trying to eat here."
So enough of the calves. Tomorrow I'll show you a trick Fred the steer can do. It's pretty gross, but kind of wierd too.

We have been pulling our tractor in the Oley Fair.........................................

We started home schooling like 3 weeks ago................................................

There they are, working diligently (sp??) on their school work. Sometimes, I wonder how qualified I really am, but with Sonlight, it's pretty easy. Well, not "easy", it's alot of work,but it's nice to have something so researched already that I don't have to worry about History, and Science, and everything else in between. Since it's already thought out for me.

We also make bugs out of our gummy snacks....................................

Just another 3 weeks in the Moyer household!!!

No, we aren't normal by any standards.

The bad part is, we don't even try!!