CMPS

Here are my little guys in their uniforms (fairly relaxed uniforms) but cute still! And yes, this was the best picture I got!  After years of scientific study I found there is a mutation at the genetic level only found on the xx chromosomes of the Cannon family, that prevents them from being able to take a good picture.  The most common problem is usualy an inability to hold still, and a desire to do the opposit of the photographers desires ie. serious when happy, or goofy when serious etc. The end result is a bad picture and an even more bad tempered kid and parents. It is yet to be determined if the conditions symptoms decrease with age, but evedence thus far have suggested that it does not.  Also, further studies on how the male offspring of a female Cannon are affected by this mutaion (Becky & Julie, will you fill me in on these findings?) I have named the condition Cannon Male Picture Syndrome or CMPS.  Any further data is appreciated regarding this condition is greatly appreciated. I will publish my results on this blog. Thank you.

Finally Moved in, sort of

Well, we're all moved in (as in our stuff is in the house) we're far from unpacked, perhaps it's because I'm blogging rather then unpacking.  Oh, on that note, I also have unpacking ADD (just ask Christine), I can't quite focus on one box before I get distracted and start doing something else. We still have a ton to do, like painting and putting up new blinds and that's on top of  the towers of boxes.  We all love the new house, love the new elementary school and love our new neighbors!  The boys look so cute in their school uniforms, I just want to eat them up.  We are feeling so blessed for good friends who have helped us, like keeping our stuff, helping us move (twice!) and some who even came from spring to help us unload here. We are excited about our new friends and neighbors, who are amazing and friendly, I've never felt such a sense of community on a street before.  My kitchen is all unpacked, so here are pictures of it.

Haven't you moved yet?

I keep getting the question "Haven't you moved yet"?  I know it's not supposed to sound like "what's the deal, how come we can't get rid of you, you big fat liar, didn't you say you were going to close already" but that's what my ears keep hearing.
No, we havn't moved yet.

I usualy don't like to post things till they've happened.  So mid-way news is not news to me, but because people are asking, here's the answer (and mabye because unpleasand news is not fun to repeat, and maybe because it seems like people want to get rid of me, and maybe because I like to write run-on sentences) whatever the reasons the simple explination is that we are held up on both houses in underwriting.  Our current home is getting held up because of the other properties the buyers have, I'm assured that everything is fine, they just need verification of everything, and it's taking longer then planned to get it, plus it's just hard to do things when you're moving across the country. Our new house is even more frustrating, the underwriter wanted to the appraisor to go back to one of the compariable houses to double check some meausurements.  Really, what does that have to do with my ablility to pay my mortgage? I was watching CNN (shocking I know- it was on at the gym) and they were saying how underwriting is taking twice as long as usual, and they are having to veryify everything, and how this is hurting the housing market.  Somehow this makes me feel a little better, at least the rest of America is going through the same thing.  What is frustrating is that we are living on air mattress in our own house, we have no furniture, no toys, no chairs, no entertainment (internet is not entertainment it's nessisary, like oxygen), we are living out of suitcases, and oh, yeah I turned off our gas.  The funny thing is, we are really doing fine, the boys are hanging in there like real troopers, the cat is happy that we are still all here, even if all the comfy places in the house are gone.  We are greatful for family and the things that we are we don't have now, but we will soon. I am well aware that this is just a blink of an eye in our lifetime and have the prespective to not be come stressed.  I just wish we had news... real news.

Grandma Ortega

Thanks for being my Grandma, for always being supportive, for teaching me about being strong. For showing me how to stand up for myself, I used to be shy.  I watched you being a good neighbor, and a great friend.  I saw you love your family, all of them. I saw you struggle through hard times and come out laughing.  I saw one of the funniest ladies I have ever met. Thanks for telling me stories. Thanks for taking the time to get to know me, and teaching me how to enjoy life.  Thanks for the laughs! I miss you.