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{oh hey friday | things i shouldn't tell you}

Is it inappropriate for me to talk about dildo's on my blog?
Yes. The answer is definitely yes.
Which makes today's post that much better.

A few weeks ago I wrote a post on "5 things I probably shouldn't tell you"
Today you get to hear some things that I certainly shouldn't tell you.
Because, why the hell not, right?

1. | 10 years ago I took a year out of college to be a student missionary and go and teach Kindergarten on an island.
Majuro, Marshall Islands.
Has anyone heard of this? No seriously, I want to know.
Really, it's not even an island.
It's an atoll.
I could explain this to you, but just see for yourself:
At it's very widest spot it is 1/2 mile wide.
The tallest spot on the island is a man-made bridge.
Pretty third world... but they did sell ice cream and pizza, so not too bad.

I went with a large group of my friends that went to the same University as me.
There were about 10 of us. 
There were also about 10 other college aged "teachers" that showed up.
In essence, we came to run their school. 
Kinder-12th grade.

Absolutely none of this is something I shouldn't' tell you
You just needed a little background.

2. |  Each apartment we were given to stay in housed 4 people. 2 in each bedroom.
Two of my besties and I had a free space in ours, so we got one of the gals from the other group of people who came. 
Here we are:
Our roommate's identity has been covered up.... to protect the innocent...er... guilty.
AND just in case one of you knows her.

That's me on the far right.
I'll never be that skinny again.
I repeat. Never.
That's the result of a root canal and a break up {from my now hubby}.

I got paired up with the newbie in my room, because, well the blondies had known each other since they were in grade school. Or something dumb like that.

Things started out fine.
She shared some info about herself...
pierced tongue.
"lucky you" tattoo on her groin.
largest bras I've ever seen in my life.

Overall nice gal.
Maybe a bit bipolar.
And super duper passive.
And perhaps a hair aggressive.

I tend to be a tad passive also.
Not a great combo.

Picture, lots of awkward silence.
It's fair to say we didn't have much in common.
And she didn't like my friends very much.

3. | Things really did start out just fine though.
After a while things got more awkward.
For many reasons. But I will just share one with you.

Being the prepared person that I am, I brought with me rechargeable AA batteries for my digital camera. 
{Shout out to those fancy point and shoot cameras from the days of old.}
The new roommate asked if she could borrow some one day.
I obliged.

A few weeks later all of my batteries were gone.
I asked about them, and she said that she would return them.
A few days later, still no batteries.
When I asked her again, she reached under her bed into a brown bag, grabbed a couple {not all} of them and gave them to me.
I remember getting a little ticked off.
My batteries. For my camera. To take my pictures to remember this year abroad.
And she was using/hiding them?
No way, sister.

One of the guys in my group of friends decided he would go to our room and rescue the remaining batteries.
He obviously was way less passive than I.

Much to his surprise though...
when he reached into that brown bag under the bed he realized that it housed the roommates dild!
Which housed MY batteries.
{you're welcome roommate}
And my guy friend decided it was necessary to pull it out and show each of us.
Thanks, but no thanks.
There was a picture taken of him holding it, with the most ridiculous grin on his face.

I knew she spent a lot of time in the room, but come on!

Well... dead giveaway, my guy friend apparently removed the batteries to return to me.
Not like that's obvious or anything.
She clearly knew that they were taken.

Unfortuately Fortunately I can't find the picture anywhere. I've scoured, believe me.
It must have gotten deleted.

4. | This is certainly not the end of the story.
Even though I really wish it was.

Years, later... probably two... someone comes across the roommates blog.
{who knew she had a blog?}
Apparently she had been keeping this blog through-out her time on the island.
{ps - you had to pay per minute to be on the internet... dedicated blogger}

After reading lots of posts about how much she disliked us {for truly no apparent reason}, and her whole experience there in general, we got to one very interesting post.

In short, she wrote that she was upset with her roommate for getting into her personal belongings.
{I DIDN'T touch your personal belongings sweetheart. Never. Ever.}
Because, she was upset with her roommate {me} she decided to give me what I "deserved".
{What the? Really? It wasn't me.}
SO, she took my toothbrush, and scrubbed the counter and sink with it!!
Double duty I guess - cleaning + revenge all in one.

Gah! I was pretty pissed when I read it... because, well... I didn't get into her dirty little brown bag.
And, using my toothbrush to clean a dirty counter with?
That's disgusting.
And cruel.
And extremely passive aggressive.

Moral of the story?
Just return what you borrow.
Or better yet, don't borrow, buy your own!

Regardless, that year was probably one of my best yet.

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Write about any five things.
Slap the below button your post.
Link up your post.
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{or maybe not, especially if you wrote a post like mine}

Can't wait to read all of your posts!
Have a great weekend.



{recipe | fresh tomato + basil pasta}

I'm sharing another super easy recipe with you all today. 
AKA the first time I've cooked a decent meal since my last recipe post.
Don't judge.
My boys just love rice.
Mixed with a little cheese.
And half an avocado on top. 
Maybe that should be my next post.
Or not. Since I just told you exactly how I make it.
They may or may not have eaten this 4 times last week.
Ok. They did. 
There's nothing quite like being able to feed your child in mere minutes though.

Hence, today's recipe.
The 15 minutes to prepare it was almost too long.
But I prevailed.
Even with a 16 month old hanging from my shorts the. entire. time.
Seeing as though the same 16 month old had three helpings of the pasta for dinner, 
I'd say it was a success.
Or maybe he was delighted to eat something new for dinner.
Noted, kid.

My mother in law brought over a huge bag of fresh basil from her garden, and with the surplus of tomatoes from mine, I whipped up this delish fresh pasta.


10 ounces dried whole wheat spaghetti noodles
2 tablespoons olive oil
1/2 small onion diced
4 cups cherry tomatoes, quartered
1/2 teaspoon salt
1 cup fresh basil leaves, roughly chopped
1/4 teaspoon pepper
1/2 cup cheese of choice for topping


Cook pasta according to package directions.
{I bet fresh pasta would be delicious.}

While pasta cooks, heat oil in a saucepan over medium heat.

Add onion to pan and cook for about 1 minute.

Add tomatoes and salt and cook for about 4 minutes.

Remove from heat and stir in basil and pepper.

Add tomato mixture to drained and rinsed pasta.

Toss well to combine.

Top with cheese if you desire. Or don't. It's good without too.

Pow.  Dinner is served.




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Seeing as how it is officially fall now...
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Or, a few darling scarves.
How about a couple new tops?

I'm sure you could find plenty of ways to use it up quick.

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{q+a | crazily normal}

I am so jazzed to introduce you guys to Alycia from Crazily Normal.
If this q+a doesn't get you hooked on her blog, 
just click here and take a look at all of her gorgeous pictures.
Boom. Just like that. Addicted.
She is the sweetest gal, with the cutest mini-gal, and some real true talent.

Read more about here on this question/answer sesh:

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Firstly - let's start out with your lovely blog. What inspired you to begin your blog, and has that changed since you started?
I first started this blog back when Palmer was just a few months old as a way of both documenting our lives with her, as well as keeping our family and friends up to date with Palmer and our lives, as most of our family live far away. Then, it became a creative outlet for me. It became a way for me to write down my thoughts and a way to share my feelings. I've always found writing things down easier than speaking them. Now, my blog does still encompass these things, but it also brings a sense of community. There are so many bloggers out there who have become my friends. Blogging is a great online community and a place where you can find people going through similar times as you. 

Your blogs name is "crazily normal", how did you decide on that?
When I first started my blog, I had a name I wasn't happy with. I don't even remember what it was. A few months into it, I changed it to Crazily Normal because that's what we are. Our lives are crazy at the best of times, hectic you could say, but we are absolutely normal. Crazy is normal. I'd be worried if you were a family with a baby or toddler and you weren't a little crazy!

If you suddenly had five hours to yourself to do whatever you wanted, what would you do?
Wow, 5 hours to myself. That seems like an awfully long time. But, I think I would spend the day being pampered. I'd hit up the gym, then spend the rest of the time getting massaged, pedicured, manicured. Maybe get my hair done. I would do things that I don't do normally or have time for in my regular life! And of course, have a really great meal, one that I didn't have to cook myself!

Your little gal, Palmer, is so SO cute. What is your favorite part of being a mommy?
Aww, thanks Amy. You're too sweet!!

Right now, my favorite part of being a mommy is watching Palmer learn and grow. She is in a stage now where she is just soaking up every single bit of everything around her. Her vocabulary is exploding with new words. Her imagination is starting to peek through. She is learning about the potty. The amazing part of being a mommy is knowing this child you created is becoming an independent little person. Sometimes I just watch her from a distance and my heart just swells with love for this little girl! Plus, how cute is she? I just can't get enough of her!

Looks like you nabbed a mighty fine man. Tell me more about your journey.
I don't tell too many stories about Mitch on my blog, but he really is a great man. He is an amazing husband to me and an amazing father to Palmer. We first met 10 years ago when we were working at a grocery store together. Not long after meeting, we were inseparable. There haven't been too many days that we've not been together.

 If it wasn't for Mitchell, I really wouldn't be where I am today. He was the one who suggested I apply into nursing when my first choice in school was a degree that wouldn't get me to a place I wanted. So I have him to thank for that. 
We got married in January 2011, the month after I finished nursing school. We had a small, wonderfully perfect wedding in Mexico. Then just one year after that, we got pregnant with Palmer all while building our current house.  

He is supportive of everything I do and is always pushing me to be the best person I can. Seriously, the best guy ever!

Girl, you have some talent. I have seen quite a few DIY projects going on. What are your top three favorite DIY's?

Well, I wouldn't call myself a DIY queen or anything, but I do enjoy getting crafty. I have a list of things I want to do for the fall (whether they get done or not is another story), but, my top 3 favorite DIY's that I have done have to be:

(1) My Gallery Wall - I'll get a post up soon, so check back!
(which I finally got around to doing 2 weeks ago)

(3) Shag Rag Rug

I am in the process of finishing up a dresser for Palmer's room so this rug is going to fit in perfectly to her new colour scheme. The walls are teal and the dresser is light purple. 

Lastly, where do you see yourself in five years?

This is always a tough question for me to answer. I think where we are in our lives right now is pretty close to where we want to be. I would love to still be in this house, working as a nurse (as I do now), with 2 little munchkins running around. So, to answer the question, in 5 years, I'd like to have one more baby, but otherwise, be exactly where I am. I love my job. I love my house. I love the life we have.

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Now head on over and check her out!

AND, just a heads up...
there's a giveaway going on here at The Farmer's Wife tomorrow!!



{beckam - 16 months}

This kid.
My baby.
He is 16 months old today.
He is obsessed with tractors.
He is obsessed with Brody's teepee.
He is obsessed with destroying everything tidy in sight.
 He is funny.
And determined.
 He eats a lot.
{fruit and animal crackers are his absolute favorite}
And talks a lot.
{most everything is incoherent}
And smiles... a lot.
{showing off his little eight chompers}
He may look tall...
but according to the pediatrician, he's in the 25th percentile for height.
{40th in weight and 50th in head size}
That big head size is most certainly full of brains.
He seems pretty super duper smart to me.
I am loving how well he understands and is starting to follow directions.

I am sure proud to be his mommy.



{oh hey, friday | getting random up in here}

I've got some totally random things that I'm talking about on the blog today.
Nude pics and parties!

But first...
we'd love for YOU to join in on the link up fun!!
It's super easy.
Go and write up a post about any five things.
Add this button...
Link up on the bottom of this post.
Boom. Bam. Done.
It is so fun reading through all of the posts each week.
Keep it up gals!!

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1. | While I was down in California a couple of weekends ago with Brody,
my farmer stayed home with Beckam.
I had my very first panic attack on the way to the airport leaving for California.
For reals.
I'm talking... cold sweats, accelerated heart rate, wanna vomit, panic attack.
Not fun.
I attributed it to the fact that I had never left Beckam before. 
And the kid is kind of a handful. 
Throw on top his allergies, and I was a hot mess thinking of all of the possible things that could go wrong.
Luckily I pulled myself together.
And we went.
And had a fabulous time.

My farmer made sure Beckam had a great time too.
He didn't miss me at all.
Beckam hardly even noticed that I was gone.
One of his highlights was probably his nude fishing excursion with my farmer and his parents.
And don't worry, I blurred where necessary. :)
Moral of the story?
Panic attacks are lame.
And your children are most always fine when you leave them.

2. | I coerced my main man into snapping a few pics of me recently.
I was thinking it was definitely time to get new blood in the picture department to tap in to.
Overall I'd say the "photo shoot" was a fail.
30 seconds, and 20 pictures later I got one decent photo.
My hubby's impatience and my awkward faces aren't the right duo for success.
Try try again, is what we'll do.
And I'll be sure to OPEN up my eyes a tad more. 

3. | We are really embracing the last few days of decent weather.
A couple of days ago we soaked our yard, which causes our tennis court to turn into a giant puddle.
The boys absolutely love running and splashing around in it.
And that diaper is at maximum capacity with water.

4. | My gal Karli had a birthday yesterday. Holler!
An excuse to head to Boise and eat delicious food in the cutest part of town, with great friends... I'm in.
Throw on top some delicious cake + a stop at an ice cream shop... yes please.
It was quite a night.
Karli, have more birthday's mmmk?

5. | Ok friends, I need your HELP!
Every year I make an iMovie of the year's happenings.
It is a compilation of pictures and videos.
I add music to it, and boom!
Awestruck. Super cool. Totally fun to watch.
Now, after having done three years of these I am running out of music ideas!!
What are some good tunes I could add to this years video?
Any genre. Some slow. Some hip. Some instrumental. Some catchy.
I like doing hit songs of the time too, since it's fun to listen to later on.
I'd like the lyrics to be less "big booty hoes" and more... something else.
Ready, go!

Hope you all have a terrific weekend.
Enjoy your last official few days of summer! 




These two.
They play.
They giggle.
 They sing.
They scream.
They love.
They farm.
They hug. 
They fight.
A lot.
Oh good heavens.
I love these two.

PS - don't forget to link up for Oh hey, Friday tomorrow!



{guest post | making mrs. m}

Sometimes you find people in this blog world that share extremely similar stories to yours.
My gal Jaelan proves that point today.
Except in comparison to my life, she'd be my farmer and her husband would be me.
Close enough.

Go ahead and read her sweet little post, and then go and check her out!

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Howdy—I’m Jaelan from Making Mrs. M. Today, Amy is letting me invade her personal space to tell you a little story…

Once upon a time

Once upon a time, there was a farm girl who met a city boy. He thought she was strange to love cows, and she thought he was a weirdo for getting goats and sheep mixed up. Despite their different upbringings, the two fell in love and the city boy asked the farmer if he could marry his daughter. Then the farmer huffed and puffed and blew the house… oh wait, wrong story--sorry about that. In actuality, the farmer thought about the city boy’s inquiry and agreed that they were a good match.

 The wedding day came and a grand time was had by all. There was music and dancing and libations nearly six feet tall!

fairy tale 

 The fanfare died down and the buzzes wore off, but their love only grew and they nary did scoff… except when the farm girl brought up dairy reproduction or the city boy talked golf. (The farm girl never could get into golf, and the city boy wigged at the mention of “follicle stimulating hormone”.)

And they lived happily ever after.

happily ever after

Thanks for reading my silly little story. I’m a firm believer in laughter, and I hope you got at least a tiny chuckle. I’d love to have you over, so get comfy in that seat and prop up your feet… let’s get to know each other at Making Mrs. M! Connect with me on Bloglovin' to keep up with my new posts!

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She's the sweetest.
Some recent fav posts:
Brew Files | It's Always Sunny | The Day that Changed Everything {proposal}

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{broken bones + exploded apples}

It's been a wild, full and fun last few days.
I volunteered a few days at our church for a yard sale.
And... I don't think I was the person for the job.
Trying to sell other peoples junk isn't my forte.
Instead of doing the sale a second day, I made the decision to buy the rest of the goodies and then take them directly to goodwill.
It was the right thing to do.

While I was busy yard sale-ing my farmer had a bit of calm before the harvest storm.
He not only watched the boys, but also built me this storage bench for our dining room.

He gets a gold star.
And a couple good game butt slaps.
Now, I just need to paint the bench.
And paint the wall.
And put some decor on the wall.
AND find or build a new table.

We also had two gatherings on the farm over the weekend.
We invited our whole church over for lunch on Saturday.
This entailed me not doing much of anything except for allowing people to bring their food, and eat it on my lawn. 
I also was able to have them pick my garden and take some of our abundance of baby tomatoes and cucumbers.
And there was only one arm broken.
It also had to happen to the sweetest girl that was the biggest help in wrangling all of the wild children.
Party foul.

{picture stolen straight from Karli's blog}
Yesterday I also whipped together a little birthday BBQ for a farmer friend.
My gal Karli blogged a bit about it here though, so you can go and check it out! :)
Spoiler: we invented a new game. Apple ball.
Picture a surplus of apples from our tree, an old wooden bat, and lots of apple juice splatter on our faces.
Apple explosion.
And now broken bones.
I don't think I want to face my yard today though.

 Cheers to a new week!

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