Dear Mrs. Ford,
Thank you for being such a fine example of Grace. You inspire me. As do your children. I know you must be tired. I hope you find rest these next few days. The services were beautiful.
Thank you for sharing your husband with the whole country - he was a good man.
I continue to pray.
Becky
Thursday, January 04, 2007
Wednesday, January 03, 2007
Presidents, Pat Robertson and Publishers Clearing House.
Yes I know it is a weird way to begin a blog.
I have been watching President Ford's funeral services. It has to be lonely to be President. As I was watching the service held in Washington-I thought of the four living Presidents: Carter, Clinton and the two Bush men. Divided by parties and ideas. But they are 4 of only 43 men who have led our country. I am by my beliefs and thoughts not a Democrat-I am a Republican-but I do not vote straight Republican in every election - you vote for the man and the issues - not the party, yes I have disagreed with decisions our Presidents have made, but you have to respect the office no matter what party you belong. I admire all of them for different reasons, with the elder Bush being one of my favorites, maybe because he was the first man I ever voted for President. His wife I consider one of my hero's. The current President Bush-I feel for because he is taking such a beating - I like him-do I agree with him on everything? No, but I like him. You know where he stands - he doesn't candy coat his thoughts and feelings. Is he perfect? No, but no one is. No matter what you think or feel about any of these men, as I was watching them, I realized they love this great country we live in - you could see it in their eyes. And there is this kinship they share - knowing they all have dealt with the pressure and loneliness. But I also feel like none of them would trade it for anything.
Pat Robertson. Hmm. I am a Christian. Raised in Church, I actively attend and serve. He needs to hush. (I don't mean to be disrespectful) I hope and pray that his "predictions" draw people closer to Jesus. But I fear it will do the opposite - push people away from God and the church.
Publishers Clearing House. Good grief. My mother is at it again. A few years ago she was so into Publisher's Clearing House - buying and ordering stuff. My sisters and I finally got it all stopped, now she is all ready to enter again. And she wants me to enter for her...ONLINE! She is determined she will win.
These are my thoughts.
Yes I know it is a weird way to begin a blog.
I have been watching President Ford's funeral services. It has to be lonely to be President. As I was watching the service held in Washington-I thought of the four living Presidents: Carter, Clinton and the two Bush men. Divided by parties and ideas. But they are 4 of only 43 men who have led our country. I am by my beliefs and thoughts not a Democrat-I am a Republican-but I do not vote straight Republican in every election - you vote for the man and the issues - not the party, yes I have disagreed with decisions our Presidents have made, but you have to respect the office no matter what party you belong. I admire all of them for different reasons, with the elder Bush being one of my favorites, maybe because he was the first man I ever voted for President. His wife I consider one of my hero's. The current President Bush-I feel for because he is taking such a beating - I like him-do I agree with him on everything? No, but I like him. You know where he stands - he doesn't candy coat his thoughts and feelings. Is he perfect? No, but no one is. No matter what you think or feel about any of these men, as I was watching them, I realized they love this great country we live in - you could see it in their eyes. And there is this kinship they share - knowing they all have dealt with the pressure and loneliness. But I also feel like none of them would trade it for anything.
Pat Robertson. Hmm. I am a Christian. Raised in Church, I actively attend and serve. He needs to hush. (I don't mean to be disrespectful) I hope and pray that his "predictions" draw people closer to Jesus. But I fear it will do the opposite - push people away from God and the church.
Publishers Clearing House. Good grief. My mother is at it again. A few years ago she was so into Publisher's Clearing House - buying and ordering stuff. My sisters and I finally got it all stopped, now she is all ready to enter again. And she wants me to enter for her...ONLINE! She is determined she will win.
These are my thoughts.
Tuesday, January 02, 2007
My car......
The verdict is in. Almost $400 after you add everything up. UGH! I am working very hard not to be sick.
It will be okay.
For those of you who want to know...it was the belt, tensioner, motor mount, etc, etc, etc, etc, etc, - then I have short in the lighting system. SOOOOOOOOOOOOO there you go.
yuck yuck yuck.
The verdict is in. Almost $400 after you add everything up. UGH! I am working very hard not to be sick.
It will be okay.
For those of you who want to know...it was the belt, tensioner, motor mount, etc, etc, etc, etc, etc, - then I have short in the lighting system. SOOOOOOOOOOOOO there you go.
yuck yuck yuck.
Monday, January 01, 2007
My New Years Eve. Being the party animal I am, I have decided to share with you my New Years Eve-please hold on to your hats - and please don't be jealous. First I changed...into my new soft bathrobe. I love my robe. Then I played a cutthroat game of Battleship with my son - he won - he is very good. Then we rung in the New Year with New York and went to bed. (My daughter was at a slumber party). Whoo Hoo. Life of single mom - Happy New Year. (But it is safe to say I feel really rested and less stressed than I have all week-I needed the rest)
Sunday, December 31, 2006
Made in China and found at Walmart. My son is on the line of believing and not believing in Santa. Hmmmm. I knew it was coming, somewhat hoped for it-just for the fact it would make things easier. He received a scooter from Santa this year, unfortunately he found a "Made in China" label on it. Santa left a lay-a-way sticker from Walmart on the GI Joe Plane. What was he thinking? I told him that Santa uses different resources as not to stretch his elves too thin. I don't think he bought it.
Well, I am trying not to sink into deep depression over my car. I know there are worse things out there - but I still worry. Not much planned for tonight (New Year's Eve) - my daughter is going to a slumber party. It will probably be me and my son hanging out - but that is okay. I really don't want to do a lot of driving in my friend's car. I know God has great things in store for 2007 - Happy New Year!
Saturday, December 30, 2006
I am not seen. Well, I am, but I am talking about men not seeing me. Well, men see me, if they are 12 or on Social Security. I asked Precious why he thought men did not seem to notice me, he said he notices me just fine, and that is all fine and good, but we have been friends forever, he still likes me though he has seen me in ratty pj's, when I have been sick, at my worst and we never dated or anyting like that. I know I am not model/actress pretty. But I am take home to mom nice/cute. I think it may have to do with confidence and the way I carry myself. That has to be it. I have to work on that. Oh, and I have guy friends, but they are friends-and most of them associate me with being a mom and cupcake queen. Hey guys, I'm here-the almost blonde in the corner. I am reasonably intelligent, not terribly co-dependent, I have been told I am funny and I love to laugh. Here...I am right here.
Car Problems. Ugh. Ugh. Yuck. Yuck. My car is sick. Tonight when I was taking my daughter to a birthday party - my car broke down. Just stopped. Whoo Hoo. Well, it was running, it just wouldn't turn/steer. It made a loud popping noise. Thankfully I broke down right in front of the gym where the party was being held, church friends were there. Two of the husbands worked and looked at the car diligently, they drove it to the shop I use. Because of a job providing a car - a family had a car I could use. But now I worry on how I am going to pay for repairs. I have no clue. I have to admit I went into full panic mode tonight. I didn't handle it well. I am ashamed of myself. Tonight I felt so alone - why I don't know because I have many friends - but it sure would be nice to have a husband...heck a boyfriend in times like this.
Friday, December 29, 2006
I talk about Missouri Becky a lot.
Here is her blog: http://beckydworld.blogspot.com/
This is from her blog - with me finishing to suit me.
2006 The List
1) What did you do in 2006 that you’d never done before? Took a business trip
.2) Did you keep your new year’s resolutions, and will you make more for next year? I didn't make any. Why put more pressure on myself?
3) Did anyone close to you give birth? Praise Jesus, NO!
4) Did anyone close to you die? My Aunt Bobbie.
5) What countries did you visit? Wouldn't that require money and flying over an ocean. Please.
6) What would you like to have in 2007 that you lacked in 2006? My own house. Someone for me
7) What dates from 2006 will remain etched upon your memory, and why? ?????? I have moments, not dates.
8) What was your biggest achievement of the year? Goodness...Hmmm. Paying off a lot of bills from my marriage - 7 years coming. The Children's musical.
9) What was your biggest failure? My realtionship with my mother.
10) Did you suffer illness or injury? Ulcer and Acid reflux-not fun!
11) What was the best thing you bought? New computer.
12) Whose behavior merited celebration? Mine! I am not so fast to lose my temper - I am still working on it!
13) Whose behavior made you appalled and depressed? My EX - how he talks about me to my kids and his way of paying child support. The one that hurt Precious.
14) Where did most of your money go? Bills, gas for the car and Walmart.
15) What did you get really, really, really excited about? Losing Weight.
16) What song will always remind you of 2006? Like Missouri Becky, I have a soundtrack - everytime I turn on the radio I hear my life....
17) Compared to this time last year, are you a) happier or sadder? Happier about some things, b) thinner or fatter? Thinner - 42 lbs thinner .c) richer or poorer? Poorer-fiancially - richer spiritually.
18) What do you wish you’d done more of? Spent more time on me.
19) What do you wish you’d done less of? Worrying
20) How will you be spending Christmas? Kids and Family.
21) Did you fall in love in 2006? Hmm... interesting...reevaluated my heart is more like it. So, in all honesty, no..but hey I am open!
22) How many one-night stands? None.
23) What was your favorite TV program? The Closer, Law & Order SVU, Criminal Minds and Monk
24) Do you hate anyone now that you didn’t hate this time last year? Uh, nope, still hate the same people, pretty much.
25) What was the best book you read? I’ve read so many books, I love something about every book I read.
26) What was your greatest musical discovery? ?????
27) What did you want and get? ??????
28) What did you want and not get? A house.
29) What was your favorite film of this year? Oh, man...I love movies.
30) What did you do on your birthday, and how old were you? 37 and nothing special
31) What one thing would have made your year immeasurably more satisfying? ????
32) How would you describe your personal fashion concept in 2006? Whatever works.
33) What kept you sane? My kids, Church and my friends.
34) Which celebrity/public figure did you fancy the most? George Strait!!
35) What political issue stirred you the most? The elections. Just vote!
36) Who did you miss? My dad.
37) Who was the best new person you met? Missouri Becky and Ms. Betty S. at church, and becoming close friends with D.C.
38) Tell us a valuable life lesson you learned in 2006. Just let it go.
39) Quote a song lyric that sums up your year. By Martina McBride - just released...Dream it anyway..build it anyway...
Here is her blog: http://beckydworld.blogspot.com/
This is from her blog - with me finishing to suit me.
2006 The List
1) What did you do in 2006 that you’d never done before? Took a business trip
.2) Did you keep your new year’s resolutions, and will you make more for next year? I didn't make any. Why put more pressure on myself?
3) Did anyone close to you give birth? Praise Jesus, NO!
4) Did anyone close to you die? My Aunt Bobbie.
5) What countries did you visit? Wouldn't that require money and flying over an ocean. Please.
6) What would you like to have in 2007 that you lacked in 2006? My own house. Someone for me
7) What dates from 2006 will remain etched upon your memory, and why? ?????? I have moments, not dates.
8) What was your biggest achievement of the year? Goodness...Hmmm. Paying off a lot of bills from my marriage - 7 years coming. The Children's musical.
9) What was your biggest failure? My realtionship with my mother.
10) Did you suffer illness or injury? Ulcer and Acid reflux-not fun!
11) What was the best thing you bought? New computer.
12) Whose behavior merited celebration? Mine! I am not so fast to lose my temper - I am still working on it!
13) Whose behavior made you appalled and depressed? My EX - how he talks about me to my kids and his way of paying child support. The one that hurt Precious.
14) Where did most of your money go? Bills, gas for the car and Walmart.
15) What did you get really, really, really excited about? Losing Weight.
16) What song will always remind you of 2006? Like Missouri Becky, I have a soundtrack - everytime I turn on the radio I hear my life....
17) Compared to this time last year, are you a) happier or sadder? Happier about some things, b) thinner or fatter? Thinner - 42 lbs thinner .c) richer or poorer? Poorer-fiancially - richer spiritually.
18) What do you wish you’d done more of? Spent more time on me.
19) What do you wish you’d done less of? Worrying
20) How will you be spending Christmas? Kids and Family.
21) Did you fall in love in 2006? Hmm... interesting...reevaluated my heart is more like it. So, in all honesty, no..but hey I am open!
22) How many one-night stands? None.
23) What was your favorite TV program? The Closer, Law & Order SVU, Criminal Minds and Monk
24) Do you hate anyone now that you didn’t hate this time last year? Uh, nope, still hate the same people, pretty much.
25) What was the best book you read? I’ve read so many books, I love something about every book I read.
26) What was your greatest musical discovery? ?????
27) What did you want and get? ??????
28) What did you want and not get? A house.
29) What was your favorite film of this year? Oh, man...I love movies.
30) What did you do on your birthday, and how old were you? 37 and nothing special
31) What one thing would have made your year immeasurably more satisfying? ????
32) How would you describe your personal fashion concept in 2006? Whatever works.
33) What kept you sane? My kids, Church and my friends.
34) Which celebrity/public figure did you fancy the most? George Strait!!
35) What political issue stirred you the most? The elections. Just vote!
36) Who did you miss? My dad.
37) Who was the best new person you met? Missouri Becky and Ms. Betty S. at church, and becoming close friends with D.C.
38) Tell us a valuable life lesson you learned in 2006. Just let it go.
39) Quote a song lyric that sums up your year. By Martina McBride - just released...Dream it anyway..build it anyway...
Oh - Christmas Tree.
Erma Bombeck once wrote, "nothing clears a room faster than saying It's time to take the tree down." How right she was.
Under duress my daughter helped in taking the tree down. (My son was at a friends house). I try to be neat and precise, wrapping the fragile ornaments up in tissue paper, the crafty ones in a different box to protect glue and paint. But my daughter doesn't have the sentimental attachment I seem to have to all the ornaments - I guess it comes with age. I insisted on wrapping the lights and garland so they wouldn't be tangled next year. The Nativity Set wrapped in paper and tissue, the village cushioned by cotton and plastic, stockings and other cloth items in a separate box-candles in the bottom of the china cabinet.
My daughter worked pretty diligently, then the computer distracted her. But she did help - thanks girlie! My son will come home to a different house. AWWWWW.
I want a new tree. Missouri Becky is trying to decide what to do about hers. I didn't get rid of mine this year - just in case there is no $ next year for a new one.
So now our house is free of the decorations, not even a stray bow is in sight. Seems kind of sad.
Erma Bombeck once wrote, "nothing clears a room faster than saying It's time to take the tree down." How right she was.
Under duress my daughter helped in taking the tree down. (My son was at a friends house). I try to be neat and precise, wrapping the fragile ornaments up in tissue paper, the crafty ones in a different box to protect glue and paint. But my daughter doesn't have the sentimental attachment I seem to have to all the ornaments - I guess it comes with age. I insisted on wrapping the lights and garland so they wouldn't be tangled next year. The Nativity Set wrapped in paper and tissue, the village cushioned by cotton and plastic, stockings and other cloth items in a separate box-candles in the bottom of the china cabinet.
My daughter worked pretty diligently, then the computer distracted her. But she did help - thanks girlie! My son will come home to a different house. AWWWWW.
I want a new tree. Missouri Becky is trying to decide what to do about hers. I didn't get rid of mine this year - just in case there is no $ next year for a new one.
So now our house is free of the decorations, not even a stray bow is in sight. Seems kind of sad.
Monday, December 25, 2006
I naively assumed 9,000 batteries would be enough. What was I thinking? We need more! And I refused to go to one of the few gas stations open today and pay $500 for a pack of 4 - I know I am exaggerating - but I'm not too far off. Digital cameras and cd players are sucking them dry. Duracell where are you tonight?
My son received several things this morning. But his favorite is the Star Wars Lego playstation game. He has played it all day. He is just now getting on his scooter and opening his other toys. I was worried about Santa's feelings earlier today - worried that he didn't know my son that well - it seems he does. Merry Christmas.
Missouri Becky today you are wrong, tomorrow you will be right, but at this moment, you are wrong. I need rescuing. Today is Christmas, we've had a great day. The kids love everything, I have received some real cool gifts. We started the day with our traditional huge Christmas breakfast (something I started years ago - the one way I know they will eat one decent meal on this day). We went to my sister's house - and this is where I need rescuing. The loneliness hit me full force. It hurts terribly. I need rescuing. Selfishly I want someone for me. All I have been thinking about since we have been home, is how I wish there was someone here to hold me tonight. I am unsure if these feelings would be here if we hadn't gone - but they are here now. I am such a wimp. A lonely wimp.
Sunday, December 24, 2006
It is Christmas Eve, my kids are playing Trouble and my son is ready for Santa to come. So am I. It has proven to be a good day. We went to church this morning, sweet service. Kids Choir sang, and we had our own Nativity - it was really cute. They sounded and looked good. I am proud of all of them. My son went fishing after church with my brother-in-law, he caught 5 fish. He was so excited. He needed time away from us - he has been home since coming home for Christmas break - so to put it nicely - he was driving all of us insane. While he was gone, we cooked Christmas dinner. We then had their great-grandmother over. (She is their dad's grandmother - don't ask - it is a strange relationship I have with her - just call us Ruth and Naomi) She is 93 and sharp as a tack. It was a good dinner. She enjoyed hanging out and eating. The kids opened gifts from each other while she was here. My mother gave me a robe and night shirt. I picked out both. (and she insisted that I wrap them up-go figure) The robe is a short one - light green-I like slipping into a robe when I am getting out of the tub. The night shirt is just a shirt from the men's department-their shirts are so much warmer and longer than those made for women. So, while I am on the subject, their socks are warmer too! What is up with that? I can't help but wonder how Precious is doing - I hope all is going okay - and things are better. Tomorrow afternoon - we go to my sister's house for dinner and such. And then later in the evening - I hope to go a friend's house. She goes to my church - we are in the same Singles group and she works with me in Children's choir. She opens her home every year - this will be my first - but from what I understand from other singles - it is always a good time. I have to finish this and find Santa radar. Please remember why we celebrate this holiday - it is always about Jesus. He was born to die for us. Merry Christmas! Love, Becky in Tennessee.
Saturday, December 23, 2006
Just call me Betty Crocker. Well, maybe not. Okay, we have finished with the holiday baking. Several years ago, I used to pull out all the stops, baked everything from scratch-baked for days, well circumstances change. I made fudge today - it tastes great. We did sugar cookies - the cut and bake kind - my kids had fun decorating them. And chocolate chip cookies - the cut and bake kind. I used to feel like I was cheating using the cut and bake kind - but we always have a lot of fun doing this together. I still struggle with guilt of not doing the "old fashioned" baking - worrying that I have warped my kids somehow - like they are missing out on something - but then again we still have fun together. Well, when you think about it Betty Crocker, Martha White, Pillsbury, do their part in me spending time with the kids. Merry Christmas. And I bet Santa likes our cookies the best!
Friday, December 22, 2006
Live Nativity. We saw a Live Nativity today. God is so good. A reminder of why we have Christmas. He came to this world so humbly - yet He is the King of Kings. He came to save us. His blood was shed for me or for you. For our sins. Please everyone, don't forget to put Jesus first. Don't get so caught up in presents, dinner, parties, though all are fun, that you forget (and I am talking to myself here) that we celebrate because of Him. Merry Christmas.
The lost art of letter writing. I love letters. I love to write them and to receive them. Remember, for those of you who went to summer camp, how you would write your parents a letter, and it would arrive home after you did, and you would be excited seeing the envelope. Excited because you would have written memories. Remember letters from aunts and uncles, grandparents (I did not know mine) and other family members, those with pictures of cousins you would see once year? Those letters from uncles who smoked cigars, the dollar placed inside would smell like your uncle? Or it would smell like your aunt's Avon perfume? Remember those letters you would receive from pen pals assigned to you in school, how you would dream of meeting? The stamps you would save - especially if your pen pal was from a different country - or if a friend was stationed in Japan with her family? I remember a letter I received from a "real live" missionary (as opposed to?????), I thought that was the coolest thing. Don't get me wrong, I appreciate email and the internet, but it is not as personal. A letter written in the writer's own handwriting is a special treat -another kind of memory. I always wanted stationary with my name or initials. I have never had that. That would be so neat. Okay everyone, go write someone a letter.
Secret Santa. Someone has helped my children shop. I have my ideas. So whoever you are, thank you - I haven't seen that many presents with my name on them, since the baby shower for my son. I have presents, real presents, with tags, ribbons and pretty paper. You have no idea how rare it is for me to get presents - not that I am begging or poor mouthing-because I am so blessed and have so much, but I am so excited. I have presents. I am like a kid, I want to shake them, turn them upside down in the hopes that something falls out, or the paper tears just a bit to allow a stingy peek. (and yes I do receive gifts- and I am always so thankful, but never ever so many at one time! Wow!)
My relationship with my mother. Now those are words that will cause women to cringe everywhere. Whether it be a current issue with their mother, a past issue, or things they regret, or things they miss, most will cringe. Or at the least crease their brow. My mother and I have a strange, strange, volatile relationship. We love each other, but we don't necessarily like each other. We need each other, one of us hating it more than the other. The other resenting the ever increasing responsibilities. I just don't remember hugs, or "I love you's" or words or encouragement. I don't remember seeing familiar faces when I was in a program at school or at church. Why? I know my mother loves me, she is of old school, where you don't talk about your feelings, you don't show emotion. And I am right the opposite in so many ways. In many ways it feels like we are "married", she at home all day, me at work. She wanting something done right away - as soon as I walk in the door - me wanting to just sit for 10 minutes. I don't know how to explain it. When we first moved in - we needed help-then my dad died 3 months later, and now she needs me more than I need her - and she resents it. I have always lived to "please" my mother-until recently when I realized it is not going to happen. It is not in her nature to say "good job" or "I'm proud." I have accepted it. I know she loves me. I love her. I just wish we were closer in the ways that count. She has never been the type of person to talk or share feelings. I have so many stories I could tell, but the time is not right, and I really don't want to depress myself.
Okay Missouri Becky, I am not cutting and pasting and probably not tagging. But here are my lists for Christmas: What I don't want for Christmas: 1) Coffee - I don't drink coffee. 2) Hurting friends - I hate to see my friends hurting - especially Precious - I wish I could make it better. 3) Chia anything - what's the point? I am sure if I sat here long enough, I could think of more, but I want to be positive. What I want for Christmas: 1) A healthy and happy year for my kids, family and friends. 2) Someone for me 3) Books and more books And again, I sure I could name more, but these are at the top. Merry Christmas to all! Love, Becky
Christmas with their Dad. My kids had Christmas with their dad yesterday. Since we have been divorced, I have sent a list of what they want to him and his parents. Well, I send it to their grandparents and they share it with him. It has worked out well. I know what they're receiving here in our home through Santa and my family, so there is no duplication, etc. This year, his parents asked for the list via my son. My daughter and I worked on the list - 6 items each, it wasn't an extravagant list by any means-and they knew not to expect everything on the list, I have really toned it down this year all the way around.
Well, they didn't get anything on the list. And this year he and his parents bought gifts together. My son is happy, he received golf clubs and army men, he is in heaven. The army men are a nicer version of those little plastic army men he has that I step on. And I can already tell you, these new guys hurt when you step on them.
My daughter received a digital camera. It is a nice camera, but that is not what she wanted. She is very disappointed. I know it sounds incredibly selfish and inappreciative-but her feelings are hurt. She said "Mom, it is like he doesn't know me." You see if I were to get anyone a camera, it would be my son, he loves, loves, loves cameras. But he is too young. Now mind you, if it were me, she would tell me she didn't want it, can we please return it? But she won't do this with her dad - she said "well, I know if I say that to you, you will be here tomorrow, I'm safe with you, plus his wife would gripe at me."
The mom in me wants to go out and pick up the gifts that were on the list-because they really wanted them, but I just can't - she will be fine-and probably really enjoying the camera a year from now - if she doesn't lose it or break it (which she will) -she is smart and funny, but she loses stuff all the time-and when and if that happens-then I will tell her dad next time - stick to the list.
Well, they didn't get anything on the list. And this year he and his parents bought gifts together. My son is happy, he received golf clubs and army men, he is in heaven. The army men are a nicer version of those little plastic army men he has that I step on. And I can already tell you, these new guys hurt when you step on them.
My daughter received a digital camera. It is a nice camera, but that is not what she wanted. She is very disappointed. I know it sounds incredibly selfish and inappreciative-but her feelings are hurt. She said "Mom, it is like he doesn't know me." You see if I were to get anyone a camera, it would be my son, he loves, loves, loves cameras. But he is too young. Now mind you, if it were me, she would tell me she didn't want it, can we please return it? But she won't do this with her dad - she said "well, I know if I say that to you, you will be here tomorrow, I'm safe with you, plus his wife would gripe at me."
The mom in me wants to go out and pick up the gifts that were on the list-because they really wanted them, but I just can't - she will be fine-and probably really enjoying the camera a year from now - if she doesn't lose it or break it (which she will) -she is smart and funny, but she loses stuff all the time-and when and if that happens-then I will tell her dad next time - stick to the list.
Thursday, December 21, 2006
To Honey Bake or not To Honey Bake?
My mother loves Honey Baked Ham, it is her favorite, and for years she has bought a Honey Baked Ham-I bought it last year. Well, money is tight for her and for me, and so I decided we could do without - she was so disappointed.
Somehow I will be picking up a Honey Baked Ham tomorrow - it is ordered. I may laugh at it, or even tease her abou it. But it is important to her-and will make her happy.
My mother loves Honey Baked Ham, it is her favorite, and for years she has bought a Honey Baked Ham-I bought it last year. Well, money is tight for her and for me, and so I decided we could do without - she was so disappointed.
Somehow I will be picking up a Honey Baked Ham tomorrow - it is ordered. I may laugh at it, or even tease her abou it. But it is important to her-and will make her happy.
UNDERWEAR FOR CHRISTMAS.....
My son is so funny, even when he is serious.
The other day he said "Mom,you know how Santa brings me socks and underwear every year?" and I replied, "yes, why?"
He then said....
"What can I do to make sure that doesn't happen this year?"
I started laughing. In fact I am pretty sure at that time, socks and underwear were not in Santa's bag...but now I am very sure they will be under our tree this year.
I guess he was figuring socks and underwear -vs- cool toy.
How funny.
My son is so funny, even when he is serious.
The other day he said "Mom,you know how Santa brings me socks and underwear every year?" and I replied, "yes, why?"
He then said....
"What can I do to make sure that doesn't happen this year?"
I started laughing. In fact I am pretty sure at that time, socks and underwear were not in Santa's bag...but now I am very sure they will be under our tree this year.
I guess he was figuring socks and underwear -vs- cool toy.
How funny.
Monday, December 18, 2006
Single momhood....
I have said it already being a single parent is hard. And at times you want to separate the two, but you cannot. I hear from couples in my church all the time, how they "date" each other and I am so glad they do, and I can see a difference in those who spend time together as a couple.
But what about a single person? I have not dated since my divorce. And I am sure I have mentioned it before, but my ex-husband has been the only man I have ever kissed. (No, it is not because he is that great a kisser - I have strong beliefs, terribly old fashioned - prudish I'm told and I have never dated anyone) But I really don't want him to be the only man I ever kiss. EEWWWWWWWWWW. Side note: What do you do on a date anyway? Do men hold the door open? Do women pay for dinner? What are the rules?
I worry about introducing people into the lives of my kids. I hear too many stories of single moms who constantly date and introduce men to their children - and they regret it. My kids have a dad, they don't need a fill-in-dad. As Missouri Becky said, I am not one of those women who need to be rescued, but it sure would be nice to have someone for me, someone who loves me.
Loneliness is my main problem. Oh, how I am lonely. I keep wondering why I am here is this spot - am I meant to be single for the rest of my life? Will God send the right man at the right time? Or is He waiting until my kids are grown? I know His plans for me are bigger than I can imagine - but selfishly, I want a hint!
I have been in love since my divorce - never acted on it. Attracted to men, but never acted on it - so I guess I am "normal" in that sense. But I really believe men don't see me - the person- the woman. No, I am not Barbie, but I am not the wicked witch either. I give myself a "5" on a scale of 1 to 10. They see me as a "mom" or "cupcake maker" - they don't associate me with dating. Trust me, I have thought this out - you should see it in action one day.
I know I am rambling, but I am terribly lonely today. Headed to a Christmas dinner, and to shop by myself, no one to share the experience with. And for whatever reason, it hurts terribly. I am wimp!!!!
I have said it already being a single parent is hard. And at times you want to separate the two, but you cannot. I hear from couples in my church all the time, how they "date" each other and I am so glad they do, and I can see a difference in those who spend time together as a couple.
But what about a single person? I have not dated since my divorce. And I am sure I have mentioned it before, but my ex-husband has been the only man I have ever kissed. (No, it is not because he is that great a kisser - I have strong beliefs, terribly old fashioned - prudish I'm told and I have never dated anyone) But I really don't want him to be the only man I ever kiss. EEWWWWWWWWWW. Side note: What do you do on a date anyway? Do men hold the door open? Do women pay for dinner? What are the rules?
I worry about introducing people into the lives of my kids. I hear too many stories of single moms who constantly date and introduce men to their children - and they regret it. My kids have a dad, they don't need a fill-in-dad. As Missouri Becky said, I am not one of those women who need to be rescued, but it sure would be nice to have someone for me, someone who loves me.
Loneliness is my main problem. Oh, how I am lonely. I keep wondering why I am here is this spot - am I meant to be single for the rest of my life? Will God send the right man at the right time? Or is He waiting until my kids are grown? I know His plans for me are bigger than I can imagine - but selfishly, I want a hint!
I have been in love since my divorce - never acted on it. Attracted to men, but never acted on it - so I guess I am "normal" in that sense. But I really believe men don't see me - the person- the woman. No, I am not Barbie, but I am not the wicked witch either. I give myself a "5" on a scale of 1 to 10. They see me as a "mom" or "cupcake maker" - they don't associate me with dating. Trust me, I have thought this out - you should see it in action one day.
I know I am rambling, but I am terribly lonely today. Headed to a Christmas dinner, and to shop by myself, no one to share the experience with. And for whatever reason, it hurts terribly. I am wimp!!!!
Sunday, December 17, 2006
UPDATES:
Yes, I know it has been a while since I have written. I have heard from many of you. Thanks for your concern! I have been snowed under. At home, work and with church activities. I have been and am so exhausted.
You should be proud, my Christmas cards are out, many with pictures - so, give me my gold star! (And just to give myself a pat on the back - I was addressing Christmas cards at 5:00 in the morning Friday morning!-either pat me on the back or knock some sense into me)
We are finished with the Christmas musical at church. Wow! The kids did great. Yesterday (Sat) at rehearsal, I was concerned, but tonight they blew me away - they looked and sounded great. All the kids are so sweet and I couldn't have been prouder. We sing again on Christmas Eve morning, and I can't think of a better way to start the day.
Friday, I had one of the best nights EVER!!!!!!. The kids and I went to my friend, D.C. and her daughter J's house. It was so much fun. We had a terrific dinner of pizza and cheese dip, sitting on the floor and couch talking and laughing. The kids did karoke, and I am pretty sure, they won't be on American Idol, but it was fun. God has richly blessed me with D.C., I know cannot imagine not knowing her. Her daughter (my future daughter-in-law - though the kids are not too sure about it, but hey, they're 8 - so what do they know?) is really sweet. She is so serious and sensitive. She takes everything to heart.
Saturday, whew, that was a busy day. Rehearsal at 10:00 in the morning. Grocery shopping, etc, then my daughter's Sunday School class had a progressive dinner - our house was appetizers - she then told me they had more fun at the other homes. (that will make you proud)
And because I am a glutton for punishment, I have been working on a slide show of the kids for all of 2006 - giving it as a gift to their dad and grandparents. Christmas shopping is almost complete - I just have to finish for my daughter. And a few odd and ends. That has been stressing me because our pay periods changed - THIS MONTH. Things are always tight, but now they are super tight. But we will get caught up in January. Whew. But thanks to my brother-in-law the some assembly required items are taken care of - not that I couldn't have done it - but he is 10 times more patient than me, who am I kidding? A 100 times more patient.
I will write more later..I have about 10 blogs in my head. So enjoy!
Yes, I know it has been a while since I have written. I have heard from many of you. Thanks for your concern! I have been snowed under. At home, work and with church activities. I have been and am so exhausted.
You should be proud, my Christmas cards are out, many with pictures - so, give me my gold star! (And just to give myself a pat on the back - I was addressing Christmas cards at 5:00 in the morning Friday morning!-either pat me on the back or knock some sense into me)
We are finished with the Christmas musical at church. Wow! The kids did great. Yesterday (Sat) at rehearsal, I was concerned, but tonight they blew me away - they looked and sounded great. All the kids are so sweet and I couldn't have been prouder. We sing again on Christmas Eve morning, and I can't think of a better way to start the day.
Friday, I had one of the best nights EVER!!!!!!. The kids and I went to my friend, D.C. and her daughter J's house. It was so much fun. We had a terrific dinner of pizza and cheese dip, sitting on the floor and couch talking and laughing. The kids did karoke, and I am pretty sure, they won't be on American Idol, but it was fun. God has richly blessed me with D.C., I know cannot imagine not knowing her. Her daughter (my future daughter-in-law - though the kids are not too sure about it, but hey, they're 8 - so what do they know?) is really sweet. She is so serious and sensitive. She takes everything to heart.
Saturday, whew, that was a busy day. Rehearsal at 10:00 in the morning. Grocery shopping, etc, then my daughter's Sunday School class had a progressive dinner - our house was appetizers - she then told me they had more fun at the other homes. (that will make you proud)
And because I am a glutton for punishment, I have been working on a slide show of the kids for all of 2006 - giving it as a gift to their dad and grandparents. Christmas shopping is almost complete - I just have to finish for my daughter. And a few odd and ends. That has been stressing me because our pay periods changed - THIS MONTH. Things are always tight, but now they are super tight. But we will get caught up in January. Whew. But thanks to my brother-in-law the some assembly required items are taken care of - not that I couldn't have done it - but he is 10 times more patient than me, who am I kidding? A 100 times more patient.
I will write more later..I have about 10 blogs in my head. So enjoy!
Wednesday, December 13, 2006
Overwhelmed
Today I am overwhelmed. To the point I cannot think, my head is pounding and I have worked myself into a mood.
I feel covered up at work, I can't focus on anything, and the slightest thing is bothering me. And the "things" are in actuality nothing to worry about, but I let them get to me.
Christams shopping and baking. Haven't started. Don't know the how/when/where. Whew!
My kids are snipping at each other every 5 minutes.
My mother is snipping at me every 5 minutes.
I am snipping at everyone every 5 minutes.
What is wrong with me?????
Today I am overwhelmed. To the point I cannot think, my head is pounding and I have worked myself into a mood.
I feel covered up at work, I can't focus on anything, and the slightest thing is bothering me. And the "things" are in actuality nothing to worry about, but I let them get to me.
Christams shopping and baking. Haven't started. Don't know the how/when/where. Whew!
My kids are snipping at each other every 5 minutes.
My mother is snipping at me every 5 minutes.
I am snipping at everyone every 5 minutes.
What is wrong with me?????
Friday, December 08, 2006
Mom vs 8 year old.
In one corner you have Mom. She's tired, she's worked all day. Her defenses are down, but she thinks she may have some fight left in her - but she doesn't want to fight, she has to pack lunches for tomorrow, get clothes ready for tomorrow, wash a load of clothes. But the fighting spirit is slowly creeping in.
In the other corner you have the 8 year old son. Full of sass and very feisty. Not too tired (yet), because he didn't do his homework, didn't take a bath or brush his teeth, and didn't pick up toys. He's ready. The whining starts..."I was just soooooo tired, it really isn't fair that I have to do everything when I am tired." (Tears start to fall)
Mom is not wavering, she steps forward, grabs son my his arm, puts him in chair. He does 1 math sheet (5 minutes), he read 2 stories and answers questions (10 minutes), and goes over spelling words (5 minutes). Now a quick bath and teeth are brushed (15 minutes), toys are picked up (yes he picked them - yes I know he thinks its not fair that I am not helping) 15 minutes.
Good night.
I am one mean mom.
But I still have the championship belt.
In one corner you have Mom. She's tired, she's worked all day. Her defenses are down, but she thinks she may have some fight left in her - but she doesn't want to fight, she has to pack lunches for tomorrow, get clothes ready for tomorrow, wash a load of clothes. But the fighting spirit is slowly creeping in.
In the other corner you have the 8 year old son. Full of sass and very feisty. Not too tired (yet), because he didn't do his homework, didn't take a bath or brush his teeth, and didn't pick up toys. He's ready. The whining starts..."I was just soooooo tired, it really isn't fair that I have to do everything when I am tired." (Tears start to fall)
Mom is not wavering, she steps forward, grabs son my his arm, puts him in chair. He does 1 math sheet (5 minutes), he read 2 stories and answers questions (10 minutes), and goes over spelling words (5 minutes). Now a quick bath and teeth are brushed (15 minutes), toys are picked up (yes he picked them - yes I know he thinks its not fair that I am not helping) 15 minutes.
Good night.
I am one mean mom.
But I still have the championship belt.
Thursday, December 07, 2006
GEORGE STRAIT
Okay everyone, you can relax. I don't want you to lose valuable sleep worrying about whether or not I am going to George Strait.
I received an early Christmas gift last week - 2 George Strait Tickets! I am so excited. This will be my 15th George Strait concert - I missed the last one when he came to our area. I am sure he was wondering where I was.
The gift came from my boss and the sales team in my office. I have been trying to win tickets - and they were worried I guess I would win. I was not above shameless begging to the radio stations.
I am so excited. Soon, I will pull out all of my George CD's and listen to get ready. I will have to buy an outfit-just in case he will notice I am there. :)
(My sister is going with me)
HERE I COME GEORGE!!!!!!!
Okay everyone, you can relax. I don't want you to lose valuable sleep worrying about whether or not I am going to George Strait.
I received an early Christmas gift last week - 2 George Strait Tickets! I am so excited. This will be my 15th George Strait concert - I missed the last one when he came to our area. I am sure he was wondering where I was.
The gift came from my boss and the sales team in my office. I have been trying to win tickets - and they were worried I guess I would win. I was not above shameless begging to the radio stations.
I am so excited. Soon, I will pull out all of my George CD's and listen to get ready. I will have to buy an outfit-just in case he will notice I am there. :)
(My sister is going with me)
HERE I COME GEORGE!!!!!!!
LAUGHTER
I love to laugh. I love to laugh. And last night and today has been full of laughter.
A person needs to laugh, it has to be good for your health. I have no proof of that, but it makes sense.
And I admit I have been terribly whiny lately, so I will try to do better on laughing. God has a sense of humor. I mean just look at some of the animals He created..good grief...look at some of the humans. :)
Okay, everyone think of something funny and laugh away!
I love to laugh. I love to laugh. And last night and today has been full of laughter.
A person needs to laugh, it has to be good for your health. I have no proof of that, but it makes sense.
And I admit I have been terribly whiny lately, so I will try to do better on laughing. God has a sense of humor. I mean just look at some of the animals He created..good grief...look at some of the humans. :)
Okay, everyone think of something funny and laugh away!
Wednesday, December 06, 2006
80's MUSIC
I just love 80's music.
Nevermind the fact that my generation could have stopped Micahel Jackson - at the time - his "quirks" were overlooked.
I know in addition to Micahel Jackson, the 80's brought out Boy George, George Michael,
Pee Wee Herman, and all the synthesizer music. You know the music we hate that we loved.
But there was some good stuff out there. Fun stuff.
Plus you can escape to your youth for just a brief time each day.
I just love 80's music.
Nevermind the fact that my generation could have stopped Micahel Jackson - at the time - his "quirks" were overlooked.
I know in addition to Micahel Jackson, the 80's brought out Boy George, George Michael,
Pee Wee Herman, and all the synthesizer music. You know the music we hate that we loved.
But there was some good stuff out there. Fun stuff.
Plus you can escape to your youth for just a brief time each day.
WORRYING
I have already admitted it...Several times actually. I am a worrier. I come from a family of worriers. And the sad fact is I am not the worst of us, and I am pretty bad.
It is hard not to worry. Where is my faith? Where is my strong will in these times of worry - it just seems to disappear.
Last night, to avoid worrying, I just went to bed, early. Well, that backfired, because I woke up EARLY - and what else is there to do at 3:00 in the morning..But worry?
What am I worrying about? And yes I know I should be praying and letting go - I am working on that.
1. My son needs dental work done - soon. My daughter has work scheduled in January - all things considered - they are in pretty good shape -but I have no clue how to do handle all this financially. I am working on it.
2. My love life, or lack there of. I know I am cynical and have my moments, but geesh what is wrong with me? I kid you not when I say the only men who seem to attracted to me are either married or old enough to be my father-and I kid you not. And the only men I seem to like end up being gay or married. Or if by chance the man is not married, gay or too old, we are just friends (that's fine too - we all need friends) and there is not one iota of attraction there.
**See #6
3. Christmas Shopping - still worried - trying not to worry.
4. My strange/strained relationship with my mother. Our relationship could take up hours of television programming. :) We love each other, we just don't like each other.
5. I just once would like Child support to arrive on time. Groceries, medicine, school fees are always due and it is stressful sometimes. Who am I kidding. It is stressful all the time. We have to pay $18 for a lost book this week.
6. See #2 - To help my heart get over being hurt and move on. This would help with #2.
7. Bills, bills, bills - they are coming at me from all directions
This is my top 7 - their position rotates from one week (one day) to the next.
I know that in the grand scheme of things - they are not important. I have so much to be thankful for. I am very blessed. I know the Bible tells us not to worry. I can say I am not as bad as I used to be.
It will be okay.
I have already admitted it...Several times actually. I am a worrier. I come from a family of worriers. And the sad fact is I am not the worst of us, and I am pretty bad.
It is hard not to worry. Where is my faith? Where is my strong will in these times of worry - it just seems to disappear.
Last night, to avoid worrying, I just went to bed, early. Well, that backfired, because I woke up EARLY - and what else is there to do at 3:00 in the morning..But worry?
What am I worrying about? And yes I know I should be praying and letting go - I am working on that.
1. My son needs dental work done - soon. My daughter has work scheduled in January - all things considered - they are in pretty good shape -but I have no clue how to do handle all this financially. I am working on it.
2. My love life, or lack there of. I know I am cynical and have my moments, but geesh what is wrong with me? I kid you not when I say the only men who seem to attracted to me are either married or old enough to be my father-and I kid you not. And the only men I seem to like end up being gay or married. Or if by chance the man is not married, gay or too old, we are just friends (that's fine too - we all need friends) and there is not one iota of attraction there.
**See #6
3. Christmas Shopping - still worried - trying not to worry.
4. My strange/strained relationship with my mother. Our relationship could take up hours of television programming. :) We love each other, we just don't like each other.
5. I just once would like Child support to arrive on time. Groceries, medicine, school fees are always due and it is stressful sometimes. Who am I kidding. It is stressful all the time. We have to pay $18 for a lost book this week.
6. See #2 - To help my heart get over being hurt and move on. This would help with #2.
7. Bills, bills, bills - they are coming at me from all directions
This is my top 7 - their position rotates from one week (one day) to the next.
I know that in the grand scheme of things - they are not important. I have so much to be thankful for. I am very blessed. I know the Bible tells us not to worry. I can say I am not as bad as I used to be.
It will be okay.
Monday, December 04, 2006
Christmas Angels/Angel Tree Gifts
I cannot tell you how important these are. For those of you who don't know. Angel Trees are trees with the Christmas lists from children who may go without Christmas, were it not for someone picking that Angel from the tree. The ages and lists vary. It is both sweet and sad to read the lists. The kids usually don't ask for much. Most of them usually have necessities before wants on the list.
I have a personal interest in Angel Trees...for you see at one time my kids were on an Angel Tree. I was in the midst of a divorce, losing my home, my father was fighting Alzheimers and my son was sick. I just did not know what to do and how to do it. I was fortunate enough just to get food on the table week to week, much less worry about Christmas.
One day I hope to be able to help an Angel completely, but I am blessed to be part of Sunday School Class that has adopted a 12 year old girl. So, if you can, please adopt an Angel this year, whether you do it by yourself or as part of a group. Go above and beyond the list, think of books, funny pj's, games, a Bible.
And if you are parent and your child is on a list, please do not feel ashamed or feel like you have failed, you are doing the best you can. Don't give up. Keep on keeping on.
I cannot tell you how important these are. For those of you who don't know. Angel Trees are trees with the Christmas lists from children who may go without Christmas, were it not for someone picking that Angel from the tree. The ages and lists vary. It is both sweet and sad to read the lists. The kids usually don't ask for much. Most of them usually have necessities before wants on the list.
I have a personal interest in Angel Trees...for you see at one time my kids were on an Angel Tree. I was in the midst of a divorce, losing my home, my father was fighting Alzheimers and my son was sick. I just did not know what to do and how to do it. I was fortunate enough just to get food on the table week to week, much less worry about Christmas.
One day I hope to be able to help an Angel completely, but I am blessed to be part of Sunday School Class that has adopted a 12 year old girl. So, if you can, please adopt an Angel this year, whether you do it by yourself or as part of a group. Go above and beyond the list, think of books, funny pj's, games, a Bible.
And if you are parent and your child is on a list, please do not feel ashamed or feel like you have failed, you are doing the best you can. Don't give up. Keep on keeping on.
I started today with my morning routine, so I thought I would finish off with my night. And it has been a doozy. Homework with my son was a nightmare tonight, I thought we were leveling off, but needless to say I am very cruel in making him study.
My daughter rolled her eyes at me around the 10th time I reminded her to do her homework-so a type of violence was threatened-homework is finished. I am sure I just earned more points for mom of the year.
I have made chili (it has been on my mind and tastebuds since Missouri Becky wrote about chili in her blog), baked some cookies (call me Betty Crocker..well not really, they were from dough bought in the dairy section at Kroger), washed dishes, decorated the forgotten Christmas Bell (I am sure ours will look the best), made flash cards for spelling words, stepped on one GI Joe...ouch, and so on and so on. Talk about walking on the wild side.
Christmas parties at school. Well for my son anyway, they are to wrap a shoe box up, place 20 treats inside and they will distribute. Each child will bring up 20 things, that we as parents will throw away a week after they get them all.
My daughter's class has adopted a 10 year old for Christmas - her gift is to be soccer ball. That is good. I am glad they are doing that. I wish my son's class was doing something similar.
It is 7:30 but it feels like 11:30. I hope I sleep tonight. That would be good. I don't sleep anymore.
My daughter rolled her eyes at me around the 10th time I reminded her to do her homework-so a type of violence was threatened-homework is finished. I am sure I just earned more points for mom of the year.
I have made chili (it has been on my mind and tastebuds since Missouri Becky wrote about chili in her blog), baked some cookies (call me Betty Crocker..well not really, they were from dough bought in the dairy section at Kroger), washed dishes, decorated the forgotten Christmas Bell (I am sure ours will look the best), made flash cards for spelling words, stepped on one GI Joe...ouch, and so on and so on. Talk about walking on the wild side.
Christmas parties at school. Well for my son anyway, they are to wrap a shoe box up, place 20 treats inside and they will distribute. Each child will bring up 20 things, that we as parents will throw away a week after they get them all.
My daughter's class has adopted a 10 year old for Christmas - her gift is to be soccer ball. That is good. I am glad they are doing that. I wish my son's class was doing something similar.
It is 7:30 but it feels like 11:30. I hope I sleep tonight. That would be good. I don't sleep anymore.
Today......
Today I feel lonely. I feel overwhelmed.
Today my daughter got sick at school - had to drive back to our area (hour drive) to take care of her. Then drive back to work because of a training thing I have to do.
As I mentioned before I forgot about a Christmas project for my son.
Tomorrow - dentist appointments. To find out my son will need braces.
I need to get home in time to take my son to a Christmas parade.
Then there is Christmas shopping. How to shop with no $. What to do. What to do. I am worried. Very worried. But it will be okay.
I know married couples struggle - no denying that - but it really is hard being a single parent. You just want to tell your kids and family, okay for the month of December, don't eat, don't get sick, don't use electricity and maybe just maybe I can get Christmas bought. And yes I know gifts and parties are not what it is about, but it still can get you down when things don't flow.
And I am lonely. I feel like I am swimming alone and the waves keep crashing. My heart is breaking and it hurts terribly. I am on the verge of tears - have been all day. Selfishly, I want someone to love me because he wants to. Someone who likes the person I am - warts and all.
Today is today. Tomorrow is tomorrow - all will be okay.
Today I feel lonely. I feel overwhelmed.
Today my daughter got sick at school - had to drive back to our area (hour drive) to take care of her. Then drive back to work because of a training thing I have to do.
As I mentioned before I forgot about a Christmas project for my son.
Tomorrow - dentist appointments. To find out my son will need braces.
I need to get home in time to take my son to a Christmas parade.
Then there is Christmas shopping. How to shop with no $. What to do. What to do. I am worried. Very worried. But it will be okay.
I know married couples struggle - no denying that - but it really is hard being a single parent. You just want to tell your kids and family, okay for the month of December, don't eat, don't get sick, don't use electricity and maybe just maybe I can get Christmas bought. And yes I know gifts and parties are not what it is about, but it still can get you down when things don't flow.
And I am lonely. I feel like I am swimming alone and the waves keep crashing. My heart is breaking and it hurts terribly. I am on the verge of tears - have been all day. Selfishly, I want someone to love me because he wants to. Someone who likes the person I am - warts and all.
Today is today. Tomorrow is tomorrow - all will be okay.
And the award for bad mother goes to.....
ME! Yep. ME! Write it down.
My son had a project to do this weekend, it is a family project, we were to decorate a
Christmas Bell.
Well, guess what? This mom forgot! And when did I remember? This morning, AFTER he was on the bus.
Something like this can totally ruin his day (he is like me is this aspect) I already called the school to let the teacher know. I am worried about him, I can already see his face.
I have been so busy and so tired, that I forgot. Not a good excuse, I should always put my kids first.
And the award for bad mother...goes to...
ME! Yep. ME! Write it down.
My son had a project to do this weekend, it is a family project, we were to decorate a
Christmas Bell.
Well, guess what? This mom forgot! And when did I remember? This morning, AFTER he was on the bus.
Something like this can totally ruin his day (he is like me is this aspect) I already called the school to let the teacher know. I am worried about him, I can already see his face.
I have been so busy and so tired, that I forgot. Not a good excuse, I should always put my kids first.
And the award for bad mother...goes to...
Work before work.
I just realized all that I do before even leaving the house each morning for work.
2-3 loads of laundry
Dishes (either unload or load one of the best inventions ever...a dishwasher)
Clean the bathroom
Feed the fish
Clean rooms
Take out Trash
Somehow get two kids ready for school (breakfast, lunches, sign papers they forgot last night)
Get myself ready for work
Handle any stuff for my mother (Pick up medicine, pay bills, etc.)
I know I am not the only mom who does this every day - it amazes me how much we as mothers handle each day-. (And yes I know there are men out there who do it too-so please no snippy emails)
Have a great day!
I just realized all that I do before even leaving the house each morning for work.
2-3 loads of laundry
Dishes (either unload or load one of the best inventions ever...a dishwasher)
Clean the bathroom
Feed the fish
Clean rooms
Take out Trash
Somehow get two kids ready for school (breakfast, lunches, sign papers they forgot last night)
Get myself ready for work
Handle any stuff for my mother (Pick up medicine, pay bills, etc.)
I know I am not the only mom who does this every day - it amazes me how much we as mothers handle each day-. (And yes I know there are men out there who do it too-so please no snippy emails)
Have a great day!
A mom's viewpoint...
Mornings. Oh, how I love mornings. My son is not a morning person, it is literally a nightmare trying to get him moving. He is slow to wake up, he stumbles into the kitchen and picks up his chocolate milk(I see a future coffee addict). He heads straight to the recliner, where he will zone in and out of reality while trying to wake up. I finally see movement in his eyes, a quick grin, I have to act quickly. He grudgingly washes up, brushes hair and teeth and dresses, and zones out again.
My daughter, is quick to get up, hops right into the shower, but somehow between shampooing and going out the door to catch the bus, we lose 40 minutes on HAIR. She spends all this time on HAIR. I have always been a wash and go kind of gal, so I really don't understand. (yes I was this way even when I was a teen-now mind you I do like to cover up roots and the gray that is starting to sneak in).
Thankfully I have them lay out everything they plan to wear the night before - this saves us about 30 minutes for my daughter-because she will try on her outfit the night before, bend, twirl, stand, sit, jump to see how it all looks. And she will try on several outfits for just the right one, knowing full well, the one she doesn't pick, will be the one she will wear the next day. I guess it looks better on Tuesdays.
My son always "remembers" stuff a day late! Drives me insane.
Mornings. Oh, how I love mornings. My son is not a morning person, it is literally a nightmare trying to get him moving. He is slow to wake up, he stumbles into the kitchen and picks up his chocolate milk(I see a future coffee addict). He heads straight to the recliner, where he will zone in and out of reality while trying to wake up. I finally see movement in his eyes, a quick grin, I have to act quickly. He grudgingly washes up, brushes hair and teeth and dresses, and zones out again.
My daughter, is quick to get up, hops right into the shower, but somehow between shampooing and going out the door to catch the bus, we lose 40 minutes on HAIR. She spends all this time on HAIR. I have always been a wash and go kind of gal, so I really don't understand. (yes I was this way even when I was a teen-now mind you I do like to cover up roots and the gray that is starting to sneak in).
Thankfully I have them lay out everything they plan to wear the night before - this saves us about 30 minutes for my daughter-because she will try on her outfit the night before, bend, twirl, stand, sit, jump to see how it all looks. And she will try on several outfits for just the right one, knowing full well, the one she doesn't pick, will be the one she will wear the next day. I guess it looks better on Tuesdays.
My son always "remembers" stuff a day late! Drives me insane.
Sunday, December 03, 2006
Shopping.
Well, I survived shopping yesterday. I took my daughter and a friend shopping for her birthday. It was a good day. She spent birthday money and I bought her some clothes (we were going to get shoes - but needless to say she changed her mind)
The mall was crowded - okay it was beyond crowded. But it was fun. We went to lunch and saw "The Nativity" (a real sweet movie - will put everything into perspective)
Well, I survived shopping yesterday. I took my daughter and a friend shopping for her birthday. It was a good day. She spent birthday money and I bought her some clothes (we were going to get shoes - but needless to say she changed her mind)
The mall was crowded - okay it was beyond crowded. But it was fun. We went to lunch and saw "The Nativity" (a real sweet movie - will put everything into perspective)
Friday, December 01, 2006
MY DAUGHTER IS 14 TODAY
Today my daughter turns 14. Wow. She'll be dating and driving soon. (both of these will send me to therapy)
What can I say about her?
She is stubborn, but has a will that keeps her strong.
She is mouthy, but is confident enough to speak up for what she believes in politically and spiritually- for what is right and wrong.
She spends a very long time each day on hair and make-up - but she doesn't need too - she is beautiful.
She is funny - she loves jokes and has a quick wit.
She is loyal to her friends. Hurt them and you hurt her.
She is my champion - if someone upsets me or if she hears anything negative - she jumps out with gloves on - ready to fight for me.
She is smart - smarter than she gives herself credit for.
She is very confident and sure of herself.
She wakes up fast in the mornings - she is up and at 'em every morning.
When I am not around - she takes good care of her brother. Again defending him against the world. Only she is allowed to pick on him.
We have our "moments" when we argue and disagree. Where we don't even like each other.
We have our moments, curled up on the couch together, eating cookie dough and watching "Legally Blonde" or American Idol (though I swear I won't watch this year). We love to play "Word Womp" together - both of us itching to control the keyboard.
She wanted to hang out with me one day in October - just me and her. That was a gift - and fun.
She is the daughter God gave me 14 years ago. I love her so much.
Happy Birthday Girlie. I am proud of you.
Love Momma
Today my daughter turns 14. Wow. She'll be dating and driving soon. (both of these will send me to therapy)
What can I say about her?
She is stubborn, but has a will that keeps her strong.
She is mouthy, but is confident enough to speak up for what she believes in politically and spiritually- for what is right and wrong.
She spends a very long time each day on hair and make-up - but she doesn't need too - she is beautiful.
She is funny - she loves jokes and has a quick wit.
She is loyal to her friends. Hurt them and you hurt her.
She is my champion - if someone upsets me or if she hears anything negative - she jumps out with gloves on - ready to fight for me.
She is smart - smarter than she gives herself credit for.
She is very confident and sure of herself.
She wakes up fast in the mornings - she is up and at 'em every morning.
When I am not around - she takes good care of her brother. Again defending him against the world. Only she is allowed to pick on him.
We have our "moments" when we argue and disagree. Where we don't even like each other.
We have our moments, curled up on the couch together, eating cookie dough and watching "Legally Blonde" or American Idol (though I swear I won't watch this year). We love to play "Word Womp" together - both of us itching to control the keyboard.
She wanted to hang out with me one day in October - just me and her. That was a gift - and fun.
She is the daughter God gave me 14 years ago. I love her so much.
Happy Birthday Girlie. I am proud of you.
Love Momma
Tuesday, November 28, 2006
Merry Christmas Charlie Brown! Well, it came on tonight. I welcomed all my old friends back, Charlie Brown, Lucy, Linus, Snoopy, Sally, Woodstock, Pigpen, Schoder, and the others. I love that little cartoon. A powerful message presented so sweetly. Lucy, she has to be the role model for the Rugrats' Angelica. Charlie Brown never gave up - Linus was always right there gently offering support.
Monday, November 27, 2006
CAN MEN AND WOMEN BE FRIENDS.....
I know, I know. I am revisiting one my favorite topics .....AGAIN . And it is safe to say it is a much discussed topic, well, in my life anyway.
I have written before that I feel as if I am stuck in the middle of "When Harry met Sally." I am trying to decide what part I am in right now - so let's just say I am the middle.
Can men and women truly be friends? I think so. No, scratch that, I know so.
If both are single, is there a chance for them to become a couple? Who better to hook up with, than your best friend?
I so love my special friend to death. Cannot imagine my weeks without talking to him. Our relationship is beyond explanation. We have never been single and free at the same time. Is this God protecting us? Protecting our friendship?
He is so funny. He says it is easy to make me laugh. (I don't know if that is good or bad) We both have a sarcastic/dry/quick wit - that won't offend the other.
We both know the other is not perfect - but love each other anyway flaws and all. We can tell each other anything. I am impressed that he can remember I like creamy peanut butter instead of crunchy. He thinks I ought to let my hair grow out - where as I want to get it cut. I think he is too hard on himself - and needs to treat himself to something new. And he needs to let go of bitterness and anger. And of course he knows my other feelings on different matters - so let's just not rehash.
There is definitely an upside to having a friend of the opposite sex. You get the perspective of the other side - ask advice-the questions you could only ask a friend. He is very patient with all my questions and such.
I know this is all old stuff - especially if you have read my previous posts or even talked to me - but it is on my mind today. My friend is on my mind today - I hope all is okay.
I know, I know. I am revisiting one my favorite topics .....AGAIN . And it is safe to say it is a much discussed topic, well, in my life anyway.
I have written before that I feel as if I am stuck in the middle of "When Harry met Sally." I am trying to decide what part I am in right now - so let's just say I am the middle.
Can men and women truly be friends? I think so. No, scratch that, I know so.
If both are single, is there a chance for them to become a couple? Who better to hook up with, than your best friend?
I so love my special friend to death. Cannot imagine my weeks without talking to him. Our relationship is beyond explanation. We have never been single and free at the same time. Is this God protecting us? Protecting our friendship?
He is so funny. He says it is easy to make me laugh. (I don't know if that is good or bad) We both have a sarcastic/dry/quick wit - that won't offend the other.
We both know the other is not perfect - but love each other anyway flaws and all. We can tell each other anything. I am impressed that he can remember I like creamy peanut butter instead of crunchy. He thinks I ought to let my hair grow out - where as I want to get it cut. I think he is too hard on himself - and needs to treat himself to something new. And he needs to let go of bitterness and anger. And of course he knows my other feelings on different matters - so let's just not rehash.
There is definitely an upside to having a friend of the opposite sex. You get the perspective of the other side - ask advice-the questions you could only ask a friend. He is very patient with all my questions and such.
I know this is all old stuff - especially if you have read my previous posts or even talked to me - but it is on my mind today. My friend is on my mind today - I hope all is okay.
I just don't get it.....
The series of "Tammy" movies from the 50's/60's - is one of my favorites (yes, I know, and I love the Gidget movies and Frankie & Annette movies too).
In one of the movies, Tammy fusses at someone by saying "You talk so poor, when you have so much."
Now we all are guilty of this. (I know I am) I have a roof over my head, my kids are healthy, I have family and friends, a strong church family, a job I love, and I could keep going. And I am so guilty of whining.
But I just don't get it...
Married couples. I hear more couples complain about each other. And see and hear how they hurt each other. And I ask....Why?
You have so much.
You have each other. There is someone at home each night, for you. Someone to cuddle with, to talk with, to work side by side with. Do you not see it? You have what so many of us single folk want. Please don't take it for granted.
I know that marriage is hard, I know of the daily struggles couples face. And I readily admit I was not the best wife - and I hope that I have learned from my mistakes.
But here are some of my suggestions...based on my limited experience.
1) Take the TV out of the bedroom. Couples tend to "divide" one will stay in the living room to watch TV - and the other will go to the bedroom. This room - should be your room.
2) Date. Yes date. No it doesn't have to 5-star restaurant. It can be a picnic and a walk. And ladies..shopping is not dating.
3) Talk - talk-talk. Talk to each other. Communicate. Be honest. Share your dreams, your fears, your thoughts, and plans.
4) Once an argument is over - let it go. Don't bring it up again.
5) Forgiveness. You have to forgive and you have to ask for forgiveness.
6) Don't give up!
7)Remember why you married. Why you are in love with your spouse. Sure he or she doesn't look like a 20-year old anymore-but this is person you married-you didn't marry looks. And not everyone one is model perfect.
Please appreciate your marriage. Appreciate your spouse.
The series of "Tammy" movies from the 50's/60's - is one of my favorites (yes, I know, and I love the Gidget movies and Frankie & Annette movies too).
In one of the movies, Tammy fusses at someone by saying "You talk so poor, when you have so much."
Now we all are guilty of this. (I know I am) I have a roof over my head, my kids are healthy, I have family and friends, a strong church family, a job I love, and I could keep going. And I am so guilty of whining.
But I just don't get it...
Married couples. I hear more couples complain about each other. And see and hear how they hurt each other. And I ask....Why?
You have so much.
You have each other. There is someone at home each night, for you. Someone to cuddle with, to talk with, to work side by side with. Do you not see it? You have what so many of us single folk want. Please don't take it for granted.
I know that marriage is hard, I know of the daily struggles couples face. And I readily admit I was not the best wife - and I hope that I have learned from my mistakes.
But here are some of my suggestions...based on my limited experience.
1) Take the TV out of the bedroom. Couples tend to "divide" one will stay in the living room to watch TV - and the other will go to the bedroom. This room - should be your room.
2) Date. Yes date. No it doesn't have to 5-star restaurant. It can be a picnic and a walk. And ladies..shopping is not dating.
3) Talk - talk-talk. Talk to each other. Communicate. Be honest. Share your dreams, your fears, your thoughts, and plans.
4) Once an argument is over - let it go. Don't bring it up again.
5) Forgiveness. You have to forgive and you have to ask for forgiveness.
6) Don't give up!
7)Remember why you married. Why you are in love with your spouse. Sure he or she doesn't look like a 20-year old anymore-but this is person you married-you didn't marry looks. And not everyone one is model perfect.
Please appreciate your marriage. Appreciate your spouse.
Children's Choir..
I grew up in church. I love to go to church. I firmly believe in the Bible and belive that Jesus died for me.
I am a Children's Choir Director. I really don't know how this came to be. I don't have a musical back ground - I don't even read music. I am self taught - I read and study all the time. I love kids - I am pretty good with them -though I have my weak moments. Each week I leave with ideas in my head - on how I could have done better.
My little choir is doing such a great job. We sang last week - and we are preparing for two different Christmas performances. They sound great. I am anxiously awaiting next week because practice CD's went home last night - and I know most of them will listen all week and will come in and sing their hearts out.
We will perform a spring musical - with two or three nights of singing between now and May.
I am blessed to work with a great team. We have youth and adult workers -everyone works so hard. I am part of a great church - a church in which God has great things in store.
I encourage everyone to get involved in Church - if you are not going - please find one. Is there such a thing as a perfect church? No! But you will gain strength and friendships from church.
I am a walking testimony to that.
I know I didn't mention it above...but I have so much fun with Children's Choir - I am where I should be.
I grew up in church. I love to go to church. I firmly believe in the Bible and belive that Jesus died for me.
I am a Children's Choir Director. I really don't know how this came to be. I don't have a musical back ground - I don't even read music. I am self taught - I read and study all the time. I love kids - I am pretty good with them -though I have my weak moments. Each week I leave with ideas in my head - on how I could have done better.
My little choir is doing such a great job. We sang last week - and we are preparing for two different Christmas performances. They sound great. I am anxiously awaiting next week because practice CD's went home last night - and I know most of them will listen all week and will come in and sing their hearts out.
We will perform a spring musical - with two or three nights of singing between now and May.
I am blessed to work with a great team. We have youth and adult workers -everyone works so hard. I am part of a great church - a church in which God has great things in store.
I encourage everyone to get involved in Church - if you are not going - please find one. Is there such a thing as a perfect church? No! But you will gain strength and friendships from church.
I am a walking testimony to that.
I know I didn't mention it above...but I have so much fun with Children's Choir - I am where I should be.
Unique Conversations....
I have some of the most unique conversations with people. Okay, I will go ahead and say it, I have some strange conversations with people. I don't even understand them myself.
I am blessed to have many friends - different friends. Some of them know each other. But one day I really would like for all my friends to meet. That would be really cool.
I have some of the most unique conversations with people. Okay, I will go ahead and say it, I have some strange conversations with people. I don't even understand them myself.
I am blessed to have many friends - different friends. Some of them know each other. But one day I really would like for all my friends to meet. That would be really cool.
Saturday, November 25, 2006
Welcome home...and let me introduce myself...I am the mean parent. Yes that's me, the mean parent. I am the only one that makes them clean up after themselves, fold laundry, and do what they are told. Welcome home....let me introduce myself...I am the parent who helps on science projects and will go over spelling words 10 times in one night. I am the one who will bring you $5 for the in school ball game. Welcome home...let me introduce myself..I am the parent who has a "bald" tire, no money and still has to deal with a smart mouth and fix a hamburger for lunch. Welcome home..let me introduce myself...I love you more than anything on this earth. Welcome home...let me introduce myself...I missed you like crazy when you were gone.
Friday, November 24, 2006
CONFESSION
I will confess to you today there are times when I want to stay busy so I don't think or feel. I don't want my mind to wander in directions that will cause pain.
Case in point...Yesterday...Thanksgiving. I wanted to make sure I was busy all day. And I was. At first the day was meant to be as an escape from my emotions but it ended up being a real good day. It was fun. Just an awesome day.
I also know the importance of "down time" and resting - but right now I am not one of those people who need to have a lot of down time. I don't want to think. And I certainly don't want to feel.
So to my newest friend, "The Other Becky", I understand so much of what you are going through. Hang on!
And to Precious - I feel your pain - I have been there - Easter is hard for me - because that is when things fell apart for me. Easter 1999. (I should say it started on Valentine's Day - but the proverbial straw broke that Easter) And now I might forgive you for not calling and wishing me Happy Thanksgiving - mind you I said might! Yes, I know, love you too Precious!
I will confess to you today there are times when I want to stay busy so I don't think or feel. I don't want my mind to wander in directions that will cause pain.
Case in point...Yesterday...Thanksgiving. I wanted to make sure I was busy all day. And I was. At first the day was meant to be as an escape from my emotions but it ended up being a real good day. It was fun. Just an awesome day.
I also know the importance of "down time" and resting - but right now I am not one of those people who need to have a lot of down time. I don't want to think. And I certainly don't want to feel.
So to my newest friend, "The Other Becky", I understand so much of what you are going through. Hang on!
And to Precious - I feel your pain - I have been there - Easter is hard for me - because that is when things fell apart for me. Easter 1999. (I should say it started on Valentine's Day - but the proverbial straw broke that Easter) And now I might forgive you for not calling and wishing me Happy Thanksgiving - mind you I said might! Yes, I know, love you too Precious!
Thursday, November 23, 2006
The Best Part of My Day. I just got home from a movie. D.C. and I went to see "Deck the Halls." It is a cute movie - it really isn't a kid movie - but it is not totally inappropriate either if they should watch it - most of them won't understand the jokes. But really these past two hours have been the best part of an already great day. She is one of the sweetest people I know and she can really make me laugh. I love to laugh. What a friend! She is so fun to be around - so laid back - completely opposite from me, because laid back I am not! We compliment each other wonderfully. It is a great friendship. Thanks D.C. for being there and for simply being the person you are.
To all the girls out there....my tips on surviving "monthly" pain.
I speak from experience, my most recent experience being last night.
1)Go to Walmart, purchase Midol and some type of bath salt - I purchased some that smelled like lavender, and said it would help with pain, and relax muscles.
2) Drive home, trying to think peaceful loving thoughts, instead of those mean thoughts directed at the people who unknowingly ticked you off.
3) You're home. "Fix" yourself a cup of tea
4) Take the Midol - Draw your bath - use plenty of the bath salts
5) Enjoy long soak with a book that is obviously fiction because everyone is "in love" and they plan to live happily ever after-whatever.
6) After your bath, put on your "comfort" pj's--you know the ones you wear when you are sick or watching movies with Ben and Jerry.
7) Settle into bed that has a ton of quilts on there (I like 4 or 5 of them)
8) Read for a bit longer
9) Maybe turn on the radio to the station that is playing 80's all the time
10) Turn out the light dream of Bon Jovi and Eddie VanHalen - or Patrick Swayze dancing you around your high school gym in front of all the girls who teased you unmercifully.
Repeat as necessary for the next 5 or so days as needed. This treatment may be necessary every month.
I speak from experience, my most recent experience being last night.
1)Go to Walmart, purchase Midol and some type of bath salt - I purchased some that smelled like lavender, and said it would help with pain, and relax muscles.
2) Drive home, trying to think peaceful loving thoughts, instead of those mean thoughts directed at the people who unknowingly ticked you off.
3) You're home. "Fix" yourself a cup of tea
4) Take the Midol - Draw your bath - use plenty of the bath salts
5) Enjoy long soak with a book that is obviously fiction because everyone is "in love" and they plan to live happily ever after-whatever.
6) After your bath, put on your "comfort" pj's--you know the ones you wear when you are sick or watching movies with Ben and Jerry.
7) Settle into bed that has a ton of quilts on there (I like 4 or 5 of them)
8) Read for a bit longer
9) Maybe turn on the radio to the station that is playing 80's all the time
10) Turn out the light dream of Bon Jovi and Eddie VanHalen - or Patrick Swayze dancing you around your high school gym in front of all the girls who teased you unmercifully.
Repeat as necessary for the next 5 or so days as needed. This treatment may be necessary every month.
I survived the holiday being single. Yep. Hand me a gold star and a blue ribbon, I survived another holiday being single. Whoo. Hoo. When I went to lunch with kids' great grandmother - I caught a few stares - I am guessing they were thinking something liked this "Oh, how sweet, they've come to lunch together - both are probably alone in the world." Now the part of my brain that has some common sense really knows that everyone in that restaurant could probably care less about me - so I guess I was more self-conscious than I thought. But I was looking around the restaurant-people watching-and noticed several "mismatched" groups. (if that is the right way to say it.) I saw a table full of truck drivers. A couple of nurses. Mothers and sons, the mothers anxiously waiting for their "little boy" to show up - "he told me not to cook since it is the two of us- just meet him here and he is going to buy me dinner", one of them said. He brought her flowers and pulled out her chair. (He lives out of town) Surprised her by saying he planned to spend the night, and he would put up Christmas lights for her. She was glowing! How sweet. Saw mothers and daughters of various ages - that was sweet to watch. An older couple - he carried her plate. Teenagers and weekend parents - trying to be comfortable with each other. The parent looking sad, because soon it would be time to drive his daughter home. The employees were in good spirits - probably already sick of anything associated with food - ready to go home and put their feet up. But I noticed there were especially sweet to the older people - and I appreciated that - for one day I will be that older person. Happy Thanksgiving everyone. I did more than survive the holiday - I realized I am blessed.
Happy Thanksgiving! I hope everyone has enjoyed this day. It has been a good day for me - I had lunch with my kids' great-grandmother - it was nice. Then went to my sisters. And now I am anxiously waiting to go to a movie with my friend D.C. I am guessing neither one us will know what to do without kids, we have kids, we work with kids at church. I am sure I will try to give some kid 50 cents for a game. We have opted for "Deck the Halls", we both want to laugh tonight - so that will be good. My kids will be home tomorrow. Yeah! They have called several times, my daughter sounds more homesick than my son. But of course, she is a teenager - so all her friends are here - so I am sure that is part of it. I work tomorrow (Friday) and it looks to be a busy day for me. Hopefully I will hear from Precious tonight - then my Thanksgiving will be complete.
Wednesday, November 22, 2006
SHOPPING
1) Purse shopping. Really the stores ought to let us try out a purse for at least two weeks to see if it works. It really is hard trying to find the right purse. Geesh. My last three purses have come from Goodwill - and they have been my favorites - I am thinking because they are already broken in.
2) Coat shopping. I don't have a coat. Well, let me rephrase that, I didn't have a coat. Now I have two. I went to Goodwill today - looking around and bought two coats for about $20. Wow. They look pretty good too. I will clean them up this weekend. I am not a big coat wearer. Hate wearing one in the car and in the store. It will usually sit in my backseat for a long time. We don't really have harsh winters here - we have a couple of days of winter and that's it. However, they are a necessary item from time to time. And it has been forever since I had a NEW coat. These are new to me. I am excited about them.
3) Shoe shopping. I am not a shoe person. In the summer, I rather just not wear shoes. But I am going to need shoes pretty soon.
4) Book shopping. Now you are talking! However I go to the Library a lot. And good 'ole Goodwill has a lot of books for 99 cents each. I love a bookstore though, the look, the feel and the smell. I love opening a new book. It is a treasure waiting to be discovered.
I know it is selfish, but it would be nice to go shopping for something NEW - NEW. And buy things with tags, pins, and plastic still on them. It would be really cool to do that, and not worry about how you are going to buy groceries, pay bills etc. But it is fun to window shop.
1) Purse shopping. Really the stores ought to let us try out a purse for at least two weeks to see if it works. It really is hard trying to find the right purse. Geesh. My last three purses have come from Goodwill - and they have been my favorites - I am thinking because they are already broken in.
2) Coat shopping. I don't have a coat. Well, let me rephrase that, I didn't have a coat. Now I have two. I went to Goodwill today - looking around and bought two coats for about $20. Wow. They look pretty good too. I will clean them up this weekend. I am not a big coat wearer. Hate wearing one in the car and in the store. It will usually sit in my backseat for a long time. We don't really have harsh winters here - we have a couple of days of winter and that's it. However, they are a necessary item from time to time. And it has been forever since I had a NEW coat. These are new to me. I am excited about them.
3) Shoe shopping. I am not a shoe person. In the summer, I rather just not wear shoes. But I am going to need shoes pretty soon.
4) Book shopping. Now you are talking! However I go to the Library a lot. And good 'ole Goodwill has a lot of books for 99 cents each. I love a bookstore though, the look, the feel and the smell. I love opening a new book. It is a treasure waiting to be discovered.
I know it is selfish, but it would be nice to go shopping for something NEW - NEW. And buy things with tags, pins, and plastic still on them. It would be really cool to do that, and not worry about how you are going to buy groceries, pay bills etc. But it is fun to window shop.
Not sleeping...again. I have been awake since 2:45. Wide awake. I tried reading. Then tried just laying there. I gave up about 4:30. At 5:00 I was peeling sweet potatoes for tomorrow. At 5:45 I was doing laundry. My kids called last night, my mommy antenna is up - something didn't sound right - but I am sure I just misread their voices. I am lonely - I miss my kids - but I am missing being part of an honest to goodness relationship. Holidays are hard. Though I will stay busy tomorrow - I will still be lonely. I look forward to meeting up with a friend or two to go to a movie tomorrow night. I think one of the worst things about not sleeping is the way your mind will turn and work. I start thinking about bills, car repairs, Christmas Shopping, etc. I know it will be okay. I also know I am sure I will crash sometime today - I see a lot of caffeine coming my way today.
How old is too old? How young is too young?
Okay for my friends who have told me I "freeze" men out or give them the cold shoulder. (and many of you have!) You will be proud, I think. Yesterday, at lunch, I was buying a scoop of chicken salad at Lenny's ,and a man was flirting with me - since my experience is lacking - it seemed he was showing some interest. He was cute - hockey player cute. I chatted back, etc. Then went on my merry way. Okay, he was younger than me - by about 5 years. How young is too young? I think a 5 year difference is okay - though I know some couples the age difference is greater and they seem to be happy. Chances of me ever running into this fellow again are slim to none, but it boosted my ego. Now to the heart of this writing, last night at the post office, I met this man, who seemed about 10 years older than me. This would put him at 47. I have seen him before - we seem to work the same hours. He had a rumpled professor-accountant look to him. He started talking and kept talking. We walked outside, he said "see you later ms. 1258 (my box number). I thought well, that's kind of cute. But how old is too old? How young is too young? I don't even know this man - his box is diagonally from mine - so I am sure we will bump into each other again. Now, I can't tell you that I was "attracted" to either guy, but it is the first time in a long time that I felt like a man (That I didn't know) was mildly interested in me. Again, chances of anything ever happening are slim to none, mainly because I am still dealing with some issues. But it felt good. But I ask again...how old is too old? How young is too young?
Okay for my friends who have told me I "freeze" men out or give them the cold shoulder. (and many of you have!) You will be proud, I think. Yesterday, at lunch, I was buying a scoop of chicken salad at Lenny's ,and a man was flirting with me - since my experience is lacking - it seemed he was showing some interest. He was cute - hockey player cute. I chatted back, etc. Then went on my merry way. Okay, he was younger than me - by about 5 years. How young is too young? I think a 5 year difference is okay - though I know some couples the age difference is greater and they seem to be happy. Chances of me ever running into this fellow again are slim to none, but it boosted my ego. Now to the heart of this writing, last night at the post office, I met this man, who seemed about 10 years older than me. This would put him at 47. I have seen him before - we seem to work the same hours. He had a rumpled professor-accountant look to him. He started talking and kept talking. We walked outside, he said "see you later ms. 1258 (my box number). I thought well, that's kind of cute. But how old is too old? How young is too young? I don't even know this man - his box is diagonally from mine - so I am sure we will bump into each other again. Now, I can't tell you that I was "attracted" to either guy, but it is the first time in a long time that I felt like a man (That I didn't know) was mildly interested in me. Again, chances of anything ever happening are slim to none, mainly because I am still dealing with some issues. But it felt good. But I ask again...how old is too old? How young is too young?
Tuesday, November 21, 2006
Obviously I wore the wrong shirt yesterday........
A.P. a coworker bought me a sweatshirt a couple of months ago. I did not think anything about it, until yesterday.
It is an LSU shirt. Now for those of you who do not know me that well...I could care less about sports, teams, who wins and who loses. Unless of course my children are playing or cheering then I care. But hey, I saw the shirt in my closet yesterday and decided to wear it. You would think I committed a crime.
A staunch Tennessee Vol fan in our office saw the shirt and went into a tirade about how LSU kept TN out of the bowl game 5 or 6 years ago, geesh, talk about being bitter and unforgiving. Then said fan - said his inlaws (wife's parents) are huge LSU fans. They had purchased his daughter an LSU cheerleader outfit and a huge LSU stuffed tiger. And to add insult to injury, his wife will cheer LSU on. I ALMOST apologized for ruining his day.
A couple of others shook their head in disgust at my shirt.
You see I wore the shirt because it was cold and the shirt was warm. And it was new, still had the tags on it - I very rarely have a new shirt with actual tags.
But I think I will reserve the shirt for weekend wear. That way I can just get mobbed and beat up at Walmart. Or I can be like Bill Cosby was on The Cosby Show and just wear different school shirts/sweaters all the time.
A.P. a coworker bought me a sweatshirt a couple of months ago. I did not think anything about it, until yesterday.
It is an LSU shirt. Now for those of you who do not know me that well...I could care less about sports, teams, who wins and who loses. Unless of course my children are playing or cheering then I care. But hey, I saw the shirt in my closet yesterday and decided to wear it. You would think I committed a crime.
A staunch Tennessee Vol fan in our office saw the shirt and went into a tirade about how LSU kept TN out of the bowl game 5 or 6 years ago, geesh, talk about being bitter and unforgiving. Then said fan - said his inlaws (wife's parents) are huge LSU fans. They had purchased his daughter an LSU cheerleader outfit and a huge LSU stuffed tiger. And to add insult to injury, his wife will cheer LSU on. I ALMOST apologized for ruining his day.
A couple of others shook their head in disgust at my shirt.
You see I wore the shirt because it was cold and the shirt was warm. And it was new, still had the tags on it - I very rarely have a new shirt with actual tags.
But I think I will reserve the shirt for weekend wear. That way I can just get mobbed and beat up at Walmart. Or I can be like Bill Cosby was on The Cosby Show and just wear different school shirts/sweaters all the time.
Monday, November 20, 2006
Obsessing..
My 20 year reunion is coming up this next year. I am already obsessing...to go..not to go? What will I wear? Will I invite someone to come with me? Who would I invite? See? I am already obessing.
I had a friend tell me last night, I don't need to go, because I will obsess all about it. Obsess in the days leading up to it, and obsess the whole time I am there.
I see a lot of my former classmates at church, at the schools when we pick up/drop off kids, and just in the store. I do believe we could have held a reunion the other night in Walmart. Including the teachers - who at the time - seemed so much older than they were - and now I realize just how young they were.
My 20 year reunion is coming up this next year. I am already obsessing...to go..not to go? What will I wear? Will I invite someone to come with me? Who would I invite? See? I am already obessing.
I had a friend tell me last night, I don't need to go, because I will obsess all about it. Obsess in the days leading up to it, and obsess the whole time I am there.
I see a lot of my former classmates at church, at the schools when we pick up/drop off kids, and just in the store. I do believe we could have held a reunion the other night in Walmart. Including the teachers - who at the time - seemed so much older than they were - and now I realize just how young they were.
I am doing it again...
I am feeling sorry for myself. Why I am so prone to these pity parties is beyond me. And I have so much to be thankful for.
I guess with the upcoming holiday. My kids are gone. I guess it is a combination of things.
But today I am terribly lonely. I may try to go to a movie tonight - maybe I can escape for just a little bit.
I am feeling sorry for myself. Why I am so prone to these pity parties is beyond me. And I have so much to be thankful for.
I guess with the upcoming holiday. My kids are gone. I guess it is a combination of things.
But today I am terribly lonely. I may try to go to a movie tonight - maybe I can escape for just a little bit.
Sunday, November 19, 2006
Sunday ramblings....I am craving Ben & Jerry's New York Style Chunky Fudge. That is my absolute favorite ice cream. I have other favorites - but that is at the top of my list. It can be found at different places in my living and working area - and I can just about name every one. My daughter is following in my footsteps - though she likes their Cookie Dough Ice Cream. There are times Ben & Jerry are the only two "human" men you can count on. Notice I did not say all the time or most of the time, just every now and then. (so don't think I'm a man hater!)
My kids have been gone since Friday. Friday night I did some grocery shopping and came home and read. Saturday was busy - went for walk, cleaned carpet (whoo hoo), then my friend J.H. came over - she spent the night - and we went to our singles group Thanksgiving dinner - that was fun. We talked a lot in the car to and from, on the way home we stopped at Walmart and just looked around and smelled every perfume and cologne known to man. Then came home and talked some more. I have mentioned it several times, but I love my friends, it really is a blessing to have such good friends. (She gave me an "I Love Lucy" 2 year calendar, that's cool. She like my other friends, know I really enjoy Lucy-I am thinking I am a lot like Lucy - always getting into trouble!) This morning, we went to church, and we had in my opinion one of the sweetest services we have ever had. We had the Lord's Supper - but the whole service from beginning to end was very spirit filled. Tonight my children's choir sang two songs - they did an amazing job. I am very proud of them. Last week, I was kind of worried-because they just weren't singing - but tonight they did wonderful. (I have 2 children at home, but about 60-80 kids at church - they are all my babies!)
The rest of the week I will work, and I hope to go see a couple of movies while I am kidless. A couple of my single mom friends, they are not kidless at the same time I am this week. I think all the planets, the moon, and the stars have to be aligned just right for this to happen - because it's a rare treat for all of us to be kidless at the same time. Though D.C. and I may meet for a movie later in the evening on Thanksgiving or just hang out together. .
Now back on subject, Every now and then I like to go to movies where they don't have action figures at fast food chain, and toys on the shelves at every store. You know, Grown up movies -with "real" people. But at the same time, when you have kids, you have an excuse to go see an animated movie - and you can laugh right along with them and people won't think anything about it.
My kids have been gone since Friday. Friday night I did some grocery shopping and came home and read. Saturday was busy - went for walk, cleaned carpet (whoo hoo), then my friend J.H. came over - she spent the night - and we went to our singles group Thanksgiving dinner - that was fun. We talked a lot in the car to and from, on the way home we stopped at Walmart and just looked around and smelled every perfume and cologne known to man. Then came home and talked some more. I have mentioned it several times, but I love my friends, it really is a blessing to have such good friends. (She gave me an "I Love Lucy" 2 year calendar, that's cool. She like my other friends, know I really enjoy Lucy-I am thinking I am a lot like Lucy - always getting into trouble!) This morning, we went to church, and we had in my opinion one of the sweetest services we have ever had. We had the Lord's Supper - but the whole service from beginning to end was very spirit filled. Tonight my children's choir sang two songs - they did an amazing job. I am very proud of them. Last week, I was kind of worried-because they just weren't singing - but tonight they did wonderful. (I have 2 children at home, but about 60-80 kids at church - they are all my babies!)
The rest of the week I will work, and I hope to go see a couple of movies while I am kidless. A couple of my single mom friends, they are not kidless at the same time I am this week. I think all the planets, the moon, and the stars have to be aligned just right for this to happen - because it's a rare treat for all of us to be kidless at the same time. Though D.C. and I may meet for a movie later in the evening on Thanksgiving or just hang out together. .
Now back on subject, Every now and then I like to go to movies where they don't have action figures at fast food chain, and toys on the shelves at every store. You know, Grown up movies -with "real" people. But at the same time, when you have kids, you have an excuse to go see an animated movie - and you can laugh right along with them and people won't think anything about it.
Saturday, November 18, 2006
MIND GAMES. I hate mind games. I don't like it when someone is messing with my mind, and I really hate it when someone is messing with the mind of a friend. If you are guilty of playing mind games, then STOP! If you are letting someone mess with your mind, then put a STOP to it. You deserve better. (You will know who you are when you read this.)
Friday, November 17, 2006
My son wants to move to Kentucky....
Yes, that's right, my son wants to move to Kentucky. Do we know anyone there? No. Does his dad live there, No.
The reason he wants to move to Kentucky - he thinks he will not have to do homework. Why he thinks this I don't know.
On Wednesday night, he failed to do his homework again. He had to write his spelling words and do a math sheet. I am telling you all the Oscar winning actors could not have done a better job. It was quite touching to watch. Well, he fell "asleep" doing his homework. So being the good mom I am, I put him to bed. He "woke" up and wanted to watch television, and because he was so tired, I insisted he go to bed without television. And because he would be so well rested, I woke him up at 30 minutes early on Thursday morning....enough time to complete his homework. Am I sweet or what?
IT'S NOT MY FAULT.......
Mid-term progress reports came home. My daughter has a "D" in on class. Now, I am not the type of mom who grounds and punishes kids for "C's", but a "D" is an "F" in my book. Of course it is the teacher's fault - "she should let me know about my grades, mom, it is totally unfair. She hates me." So she has 4 1/2 weeks to bring this grade up-can she do it? Yep - she will do it. I am pretty sure she is grounded until Jesus comes back. Again, I ask, Am I sweet or what?
Yes, that's right, my son wants to move to Kentucky. Do we know anyone there? No. Does his dad live there, No.
The reason he wants to move to Kentucky - he thinks he will not have to do homework. Why he thinks this I don't know.
On Wednesday night, he failed to do his homework again. He had to write his spelling words and do a math sheet. I am telling you all the Oscar winning actors could not have done a better job. It was quite touching to watch. Well, he fell "asleep" doing his homework. So being the good mom I am, I put him to bed. He "woke" up and wanted to watch television, and because he was so tired, I insisted he go to bed without television. And because he would be so well rested, I woke him up at 30 minutes early on Thursday morning....enough time to complete his homework. Am I sweet or what?
IT'S NOT MY FAULT.......
Mid-term progress reports came home. My daughter has a "D" in on class. Now, I am not the type of mom who grounds and punishes kids for "C's", but a "D" is an "F" in my book. Of course it is the teacher's fault - "she should let me know about my grades, mom, it is totally unfair. She hates me." So she has 4 1/2 weeks to bring this grade up-can she do it? Yep - she will do it. I am pretty sure she is grounded until Jesus comes back. Again, I ask, Am I sweet or what?
Thursday, November 16, 2006
ONE OF THE WORST THINGS ABOUT BEING DIVORCED...
One of the worst things about being divorced are the holidays and weekends. I say this because on most of the holidays, my kids are visiting their dad. I cannot tell you how lonely I already am during the holiday season, but without my kids, it is much worse.
Don't get me wrong, despite our differences and my feelings toward their dad, I firmly believe they should spend time with him. I always have. Somehow by mutual agreement, we are flexible in the scheduling and such. When he lived here locally, I had an "open door" policy, he could come over and see them anytime. I would leave and let him have that time. They need time with their dad - read all the studies about kids growing up without dads. So, please, please do not allow your bitterness and anger toward your "ex" keep your kids from spending time with him or her.
But with all that said, I am not dreading this next week. Though I need the break and will try to stay busy, I will miss them like crazy. Thursday will be hard. This Saturday I am going to our singles group Thanksgiving dinner - that will be fun.
I am hoping I get to see my friend on Thanksgiving day or night - that would make the day slightly more bearable.
One of the worst things about being divorced are the holidays and weekends. I say this because on most of the holidays, my kids are visiting their dad. I cannot tell you how lonely I already am during the holiday season, but without my kids, it is much worse.
Don't get me wrong, despite our differences and my feelings toward their dad, I firmly believe they should spend time with him. I always have. Somehow by mutual agreement, we are flexible in the scheduling and such. When he lived here locally, I had an "open door" policy, he could come over and see them anytime. I would leave and let him have that time. They need time with their dad - read all the studies about kids growing up without dads. So, please, please do not allow your bitterness and anger toward your "ex" keep your kids from spending time with him or her.
But with all that said, I am not dreading this next week. Though I need the break and will try to stay busy, I will miss them like crazy. Thursday will be hard. This Saturday I am going to our singles group Thanksgiving dinner - that will be fun.
I am hoping I get to see my friend on Thanksgiving day or night - that would make the day slightly more bearable.
Wednesday, November 15, 2006
Needless to say, though I have been writing on this blog for a couple of months now, I am still trying to figure out how to post links, etc. So be patient with me.
Please check this blog out. http://beckydworld.blogspot.com/
No, this isn't by me. But my "twin." Reading her words are like reading mine. She is very funny. And we have a lot in common-even the same name! And she is also the mother of a teenager..though she has three kids and I have two.
So check her out! And as she said on her blog, let her know "the other Becky" sent ya!
Happy Blogging!
Please check this blog out. http://beckydworld.blogspot.com/
No, this isn't by me. But my "twin." Reading her words are like reading mine. She is very funny. And we have a lot in common-even the same name! And she is also the mother of a teenager..though she has three kids and I have two.
So check her out! And as she said on her blog, let her know "the other Becky" sent ya!
Happy Blogging!
Not sleeping and books.
It is now 5:20 in the morning, I have been up since 3:00. I can't sleep. My mind wanders off in several directions. I lay there worrying about stuff, then I lay there worrying why I can't sleep.
The good thing about being up at 3:00 in the morning, you are pretty much alone and it is quiet. I started a new book. And it is so good! The title is "You Have to Kiss a Lot of Frogs" by Laurie Graff. It is about a 40 year old single actress. Each chapter is about a date she had. She is a very good writer. I really like this book. Sorry guys, I don't think you could relate, I think this one is a girl's only book.
It is raining. Whoo Hoo.
It is now 5:20 in the morning, I have been up since 3:00. I can't sleep. My mind wanders off in several directions. I lay there worrying about stuff, then I lay there worrying why I can't sleep.
The good thing about being up at 3:00 in the morning, you are pretty much alone and it is quiet. I started a new book. And it is so good! The title is "You Have to Kiss a Lot of Frogs" by Laurie Graff. It is about a 40 year old single actress. Each chapter is about a date she had. She is a very good writer. I really like this book. Sorry guys, I don't think you could relate, I think this one is a girl's only book.
It is raining. Whoo Hoo.
Wish List: I know, I know, it is not good to wish for things or to want things. But I have a "Wish List", one or two may be necessary but I am sure the others would be considered frivolous. Probably all of them are frivolous, when you get down to the nuts and bolts of it.
1. A new bed for my daughter - hers is falling apart. And new comforters for all - everyone we have is wore completely out.
2. A sofa sleeper - I plan to separate us a little more
3. George Strait Tickets - they go on sale this Saturday for a Jan concert. Needless to say I
won 't be going unless I win some on the radio. I tried yesterday, no luck. I really do like George Strait.
4. Make-Up. I really do need make up - I am scraping the bottom and it shows! (I am thinking this is the most attainable on this list-something I will take care of this weekend)
5. New Clothes: You lose weight you feel good. However you need new clothes. And I need them. 6. A good-nights sleep.
7. Christmas shopping money - this is me not worrying, not worrying.
8. I have tons of dental work to be done. I have made the first steps and have saved up half the money. I just wish I could get it done now.
9.Selfishly I know this list could go on and on. I also know God has always provided and will continue to do so. I have so much to be thankful for. More than I deserve.
1. A new bed for my daughter - hers is falling apart. And new comforters for all - everyone we have is wore completely out.
2. A sofa sleeper - I plan to separate us a little more
3. George Strait Tickets - they go on sale this Saturday for a Jan concert. Needless to say I
won 't be going unless I win some on the radio. I tried yesterday, no luck. I really do like George Strait.
4. Make-Up. I really do need make up - I am scraping the bottom and it shows! (I am thinking this is the most attainable on this list-something I will take care of this weekend)
5. New Clothes: You lose weight you feel good. However you need new clothes. And I need them. 6. A good-nights sleep.
7. Christmas shopping money - this is me not worrying, not worrying.
8. I have tons of dental work to be done. I have made the first steps and have saved up half the money. I just wish I could get it done now.
9.Selfishly I know this list could go on and on. I also know God has always provided and will continue to do so. I have so much to be thankful for. More than I deserve.
Tuesday, November 14, 2006
As you can tell, my mind is going in a 100 different directions today. I went to the Library yesterday, I really didn't have a particular book in mind. Unsure of what type of "book mood" I will be in this week. (I usually read about 9 books a week-though last week was low). But I checked out a few paperbacks, realistic ones at that. Books about women who are single and in their late 30's and 40's. They seem to be pretty good. I also checked out two "non-fiction" books in the "self-help" section (that is what I call it anyway). They are Saving Your Second Marriage, before it starts. By Les and Leslie Parrott. Now why I checked this one out I don't know, mainly because I am not dating anyone. (going back to a question I asked some time ago, "what is a date?") I think I had a friend in mind, to share some of what I read. They quote Erma Bombeck (one of my heroes!) on one page, here is what she said. "People are always asking couples whose marriage has endured at least a quarter of a century for the secret of success. Actually, it is no secret at all. I am a forgiving woman. Long ago, I forgave my husband for not being Paul Newman." Now is that funny or what? The second book is Why Do I Love These People? by Po Bronson. I haven't really started on this one yet, but the title grabbed me, but it is a collection of stories on Real Families. There are two books I want to own, the library didn't have them or believe I would have checked them out. Both are by Donald Miller. Blue Like Jazz and To Own a Dragon - reflections of growing up without a Father. (I don't know if I have the 2nd title correct, but it is close). The other day I was in Walmart - the book section and I saw both, and just by the few pages I read in each, this guy is an amazing writer. His words just flow, I could clearly picture him sitting there talking to me. I really want these books.
Pencils, laundry, craft paint and spelling words. I walk in the door from work today, the first words I hear before I could even get my keys out of the door "Mom, I couldn't do my homework, because none of the pencils were sharpened!" Now, my son is intelligent, you would think he would come up with a better one than that. However, I was more than happy to sharpen pencils for him and come up with extra work for him to do. The second set of words I hear as my daughter comes out of hibernation, also known as TV being turned off. "Mom, I promise I didn't see the laundry laying on your bed." I can't even explain this one. Third set, "Mom, I have to make this poster with using my name. With the letters, I have to use words that describe America. It is "like" due tomorrow. I found the craft paint, don't worry, I will clean it up." Needless to say, some paint hit the carpet (it washed right up) she asked me how to spell everyword (dictionary right above her head), and it is my fault she messed up the first poster. Fourth set of words, "Mom, it still does not make sense how you make me do my spelling words all the time, what are you trying to do to me?" Not to be left out, my mother says to me, "Don't eat any bread in the morning, we have half a loaf, and I want some toast for breakfast." Now you would think all of this was said over the space of a few hours. NOOOOOOOO. It was all said within the first thirty minutes of my arrival. I'm telling you, therapy, I need therapy. Or a vacation.
My son the army sniper....
This is "career week" for my son's school. The kids drew pictures of what they want to be when the grow up. My son wants to be an army sniper. He drew his picture - I tried encouraging him not to draw a huge gun or whatever it is they use. He compromised he drew a medium size gun.
I have this fear, the school will call me, and the conversation will go like this, "Mam, we noticed your son's picture, and the gun really stands out. Does your son have issues or unresolved anger? Do you have weapons at home mam?" (for the record, no we don't and never have!)
Then they will recommend therapy for all of us.
Just so you know my son loves anything World War II. He loves the History Channel. There is nothing he can't tell you about WWII. Now he is filing away facts on the Korean and Vietnam wars. He loves playing with army men. Trust me, I step on them all the time.
It also would not surprise me if he joined the military once he is older. (keeping in mind he is only 8 years old and a lot can happen!) I used to worry about it, well obsess about it. But I remember when he was two or three, and he was very hard to manage he was busy, hyperactive, and rough. And an older day care worker, told me "don't worry, little boys like yours', are the police officers, fire fighters and soldiers of tomorrow."
(I am figuring if I get past today without a phone call from the school, then I am in good shape - today was DRESS like your chosen career..no he did not take a weapon but he did take a fake radio tucked into his side pocket, flashlight in his back pack and he dressed in camouflage. Also, I realized we misspelled soldier on his paper and that is driving me insane knowing that paper is hanging in the hallway with a misspelled word.)
This is "career week" for my son's school. The kids drew pictures of what they want to be when the grow up. My son wants to be an army sniper. He drew his picture - I tried encouraging him not to draw a huge gun or whatever it is they use. He compromised he drew a medium size gun.
I have this fear, the school will call me, and the conversation will go like this, "Mam, we noticed your son's picture, and the gun really stands out. Does your son have issues or unresolved anger? Do you have weapons at home mam?" (for the record, no we don't and never have!)
Then they will recommend therapy for all of us.
Just so you know my son loves anything World War II. He loves the History Channel. There is nothing he can't tell you about WWII. Now he is filing away facts on the Korean and Vietnam wars. He loves playing with army men. Trust me, I step on them all the time.
It also would not surprise me if he joined the military once he is older. (keeping in mind he is only 8 years old and a lot can happen!) I used to worry about it, well obsess about it. But I remember when he was two or three, and he was very hard to manage he was busy, hyperactive, and rough. And an older day care worker, told me "don't worry, little boys like yours', are the police officers, fire fighters and soldiers of tomorrow."
(I am figuring if I get past today without a phone call from the school, then I am in good shape - today was DRESS like your chosen career..no he did not take a weapon but he did take a fake radio tucked into his side pocket, flashlight in his back pack and he dressed in camouflage. Also, I realized we misspelled soldier on his paper and that is driving me insane knowing that paper is hanging in the hallway with a misspelled word.)
Monday, November 13, 2006
Just because....
Just because my 13 year old used HER hair straightner last, I am supposed to know where she put it. And no I didn't know it was top of the television.
Just because it is Monday, I am supposed to let my son sleep late. Next time, go to bed when I say.
Just because a hoodie was thrown in the floor yesterday, I am supposed to know that it really was clean. They are called HANGERS.
Just because it was a pile of rocks, I am supposed to know that it was a mountain for army men to climb. I really did not mean to trip and twist my foot, I will be more careful next time.
Just because I hardly ever watch TV, I am supposed to know where the only other adult in the house put the remote. (Look by the coffee pot-that is always a good spot!) I really don't want to watch Matlock, Murder She Wrote and any Lifetime movie. (side note: Why do they call it Lifetime? Really, everyone gets, sick, dies, murdered, kidnapped, etc....no wonder so many people need therapy)
I have one thing to say to all of the above!!! WHATEVER!!!!
Just because my 13 year old used HER hair straightner last, I am supposed to know where she put it. And no I didn't know it was top of the television.
Just because it is Monday, I am supposed to let my son sleep late. Next time, go to bed when I say.
Just because a hoodie was thrown in the floor yesterday, I am supposed to know that it really was clean. They are called HANGERS.
Just because it was a pile of rocks, I am supposed to know that it was a mountain for army men to climb. I really did not mean to trip and twist my foot, I will be more careful next time.
Just because I hardly ever watch TV, I am supposed to know where the only other adult in the house put the remote. (Look by the coffee pot-that is always a good spot!) I really don't want to watch Matlock, Murder She Wrote and any Lifetime movie. (side note: Why do they call it Lifetime? Really, everyone gets, sick, dies, murdered, kidnapped, etc....no wonder so many people need therapy)
I have one thing to say to all of the above!!! WHATEVER!!!!
Sunday, November 12, 2006
Confessions of a Walgreens junkie. There I have admitted it. I am addicted to Walgreens. I love that store. I really don't have a specific reason.
But here are a few.
(1) Walgreens usually has an isle of "as seen on TV" products. You know those products where you paid $19.95 plus shipping and handling. I am fascinated by this isle.
(2) Their cosmetic/perfume counter..oh the choices..and they are all right there, being serviced by someone just like you.
(3) The lines at the pharmacy counter or any counter are so much shorter than the other "Wal" store.
(4) The stores aren't obnoxious, no blaring music, no sales pressure, etc.
(5) The books and the chocolate are on the same isle - need I say more?
(6) I love getting my pictures there. Whether it is digital prints or film developed - they know how to do it.
I am sure I could keep going and going. I am waiting for one to come up in my hometown - we are between two Walgreen towns-but surely we would qualify to have one. I hope so.
But here are a few.
(1) Walgreens usually has an isle of "as seen on TV" products. You know those products where you paid $19.95 plus shipping and handling. I am fascinated by this isle.
(2) Their cosmetic/perfume counter..oh the choices..and they are all right there, being serviced by someone just like you.
(3) The lines at the pharmacy counter or any counter are so much shorter than the other "Wal" store.
(4) The stores aren't obnoxious, no blaring music, no sales pressure, etc.
(5) The books and the chocolate are on the same isle - need I say more?
(6) I love getting my pictures there. Whether it is digital prints or film developed - they know how to do it.
I am sure I could keep going and going. I am waiting for one to come up in my hometown - we are between two Walgreen towns-but surely we would qualify to have one. I hope so.
In case you haven't figured it out yet. I am one mean mom. I really take pride in that fact.
The nerve of me making my daughter fold laundry. How dare I expect my son to pick up his toys. Really, what is wrong with me? My son tells me "you are the only mom, who makes their kid study at night, that's just wrong!" My daughter tells me "It's just not fair, all my friends have flip phones..the one I want, would only cost about a $100, plus the bill each month." And I of course subject my daughter to a high level of cruelty, she can't call boys. And if her friends are over, they can't call boys from my house either. Now am I mean or what? And my son cannot even begin to understand, why I don't allow him to play video games for 10 hours straight.
I have always told my kids that I just let them think I am going to work every day..when in all actuality, I am taking classes on how to make their lives even more miserable. And with hard work, they both will stay out of jail, finish school, and become parents after they marry.
And then once they are parents, I will become the sweetest mother you have ever seen, after all their kids won't be living with me.
The nerve of me making my daughter fold laundry. How dare I expect my son to pick up his toys. Really, what is wrong with me? My son tells me "you are the only mom, who makes their kid study at night, that's just wrong!" My daughter tells me "It's just not fair, all my friends have flip phones..the one I want, would only cost about a $100, plus the bill each month." And I of course subject my daughter to a high level of cruelty, she can't call boys. And if her friends are over, they can't call boys from my house either. Now am I mean or what? And my son cannot even begin to understand, why I don't allow him to play video games for 10 hours straight.
I have always told my kids that I just let them think I am going to work every day..when in all actuality, I am taking classes on how to make their lives even more miserable. And with hard work, they both will stay out of jail, finish school, and become parents after they marry.
And then once they are parents, I will become the sweetest mother you have ever seen, after all their kids won't be living with me.
Saturday, November 11, 2006
Saturday morning. I was hoping I would be the only one up for awhile. But needless to say the radar that everyone has tuned to me is working fine. They are all up. I give up. And trust me, I've been quiet, haven't turned on the first light.
My son loves chocolate milk-he drinks one cup of chocolate milk every morning. We are out of chocolate milk. White milk with chocolate syrup or powder won't do. So his Saturday is starting off rough.
My daughter last night was being a typical 13-year old year old. Smarting off, pretty much treating me as if I were the most stupid person on the face of this planet.
We are supposed to go see Santa Claus 3 today - I enjoyed the first 2. We are going to the new theatre in our county-I haven't been yet. This was a long waited for theatre too. I heard it is nice.
I didn't sleep last night, I haven't slept in three nights, my mind is wandering all around. I know I need to get out more and meet new people. But where to go and how to meet are questions I can't answer.
My son loves chocolate milk-he drinks one cup of chocolate milk every morning. We are out of chocolate milk. White milk with chocolate syrup or powder won't do. So his Saturday is starting off rough.
My daughter last night was being a typical 13-year old year old. Smarting off, pretty much treating me as if I were the most stupid person on the face of this planet.
We are supposed to go see Santa Claus 3 today - I enjoyed the first 2. We are going to the new theatre in our county-I haven't been yet. This was a long waited for theatre too. I heard it is nice.
I didn't sleep last night, I haven't slept in three nights, my mind is wandering all around. I know I need to get out more and meet new people. But where to go and how to meet are questions I can't answer.
Friday, November 10, 2006
Side note: Well, it's here. The holdiay seaon. No, I am not talking about shopping, lines, crowds, etc. I am talking about those couple oriented dinners and parties. To go or not to go? I usually don't go for different reasons. But if I decide to go and it is couple oriented, do I try to find an "escort" - ask one of my guy friends. Then I will obsess about that. "Will he think me too forward?" "Will he show up?" "What if he thinks I have feelings for him?" That type of thing. And then if I go by myself, the women (single and married) watch you - as if you are trying to take their guy. Whatever! Oh, they will talk to you, they will be friendly, but you can sense it. So do you see why I obsess so? I think I just made my choice. I won't go.
Obviously this has been a rough week. I am so tired. I am very tired mentally and emotionally.
You know how you reach that breaking point? My boss sometimes will call it “hitting the wall.” You want to realize you are near the wall before you hit the wall.
Well, it is obvious I don’t listen very well. I have hit the wall.
Heck, I know I have already said it but I am so lonely. I am crying now as I write this.
I want someone for me. Someone who loves me. Because he wants to, not because he has too. I really don’t think I can do this anymore. I am a basket case. I can usually hide behind laughter and jokes, but not tonight. It hurts so much. And truth be known, I don’t even know what “it” is.
Is it financial? A small part I am sure. Not having my own home, heck not even having my own room? A big part-no, make that a huge part. Is it trying to get over heartbreak? Yep. Wanting something that is not possible? Most definitely. Being Single. Yep.
I guess it is a potpourri of things.
I just don’t know how to move on, to let go. And I am sure an answer is out there, I just don’t see it.
Last week in Sunday School our teacher said something that I really just remembered. “You are not guaranteed happiness and laughter all the time. But you are guaranteed joy through Jesus.” I think God just spoke to me. I am looking for my joy in wrong places and things.
You know how you reach that breaking point? My boss sometimes will call it “hitting the wall.” You want to realize you are near the wall before you hit the wall.
Well, it is obvious I don’t listen very well. I have hit the wall.
Heck, I know I have already said it but I am so lonely. I am crying now as I write this.
I want someone for me. Someone who loves me. Because he wants to, not because he has too. I really don’t think I can do this anymore. I am a basket case. I can usually hide behind laughter and jokes, but not tonight. It hurts so much. And truth be known, I don’t even know what “it” is.
Is it financial? A small part I am sure. Not having my own home, heck not even having my own room? A big part-no, make that a huge part. Is it trying to get over heartbreak? Yep. Wanting something that is not possible? Most definitely. Being Single. Yep.
I guess it is a potpourri of things.
I just don’t know how to move on, to let go. And I am sure an answer is out there, I just don’t see it.
Last week in Sunday School our teacher said something that I really just remembered. “You are not guaranteed happiness and laughter all the time. But you are guaranteed joy through Jesus.” I think God just spoke to me. I am looking for my joy in wrong places and things.
Thursday, November 09, 2006
Trash, pajamas, rain and flip flops at 6:30 in the morning.
As I have mentioned before I live in the country. We are blessed to have critters. Squirrels, racoons, bob cats, deer, turkey, wild dogs...and snakes.
Well, critters have been invading our garbage cans. Oh, how fun.
The other morning, I woke up, looked out the window and saw trash all over the yard. It was raining.
I go outside in my pj's and flip flops at 6:30 to pick up trash. And did I mention it was raining?
Don't you know I looked pretty!!!???!!!
Side note: There was a snake under the above mentioned trash cans yesterday....thankfully I wasn't there to pass out. My mother killed it with a hoe. I am sure it was the size of a boa constrictor. And I am sorry if any of you are snake lovers, I am not. EWWWW
As I have mentioned before I live in the country. We are blessed to have critters. Squirrels, racoons, bob cats, deer, turkey, wild dogs...and snakes.
Well, critters have been invading our garbage cans. Oh, how fun.
The other morning, I woke up, looked out the window and saw trash all over the yard. It was raining.
I go outside in my pj's and flip flops at 6:30 to pick up trash. And did I mention it was raining?
Don't you know I looked pretty!!!???!!!
Side note: There was a snake under the above mentioned trash cans yesterday....thankfully I wasn't there to pass out. My mother killed it with a hoe. I am sure it was the size of a boa constrictor. And I am sorry if any of you are snake lovers, I am not. EWWWW
Fighting the battle of loneliness...
I know I have written about loneliness before. How I can be lonely in my house is beyond me, but I am. I am torn from feeling guilt about wanting someone there just for me and my love for my family. God has me in this place right now for a reason, but why does it have to hurt so much? Why is there a feeling of emptiness?
Why do feelings and emotions add to the loneliness?
But oh how I want someone for me, someone to care about my day when I get home. I know that sounds incredibly selfish and demanding. I want to be held and hear that reassurance that everything is going to be okay.
I really hurt today. I just want it to stop.
I know I have written about loneliness before. How I can be lonely in my house is beyond me, but I am. I am torn from feeling guilt about wanting someone there just for me and my love for my family. God has me in this place right now for a reason, but why does it have to hurt so much? Why is there a feeling of emptiness?
Why do feelings and emotions add to the loneliness?
But oh how I want someone for me, someone to care about my day when I get home. I know that sounds incredibly selfish and demanding. I want to be held and hear that reassurance that everything is going to be okay.
I really hurt today. I just want it to stop.
Wednesday, November 08, 2006
Honest conversations...
To my dearest friend (and you know who you are) I really love our conversations. How I appreciate the openness and honesty. Thank you for being such a good friend, for allowing me to be me and you still put up with me. Thank you for making me laugh until my sides hurt.
I appreciate the fact that we can talk about anything, tell each other anything and we still feel comfortable with each other.
Continue fighting the good fight!
And now, back to me, get to work on my campaign.
To my dearest friend (and you know who you are) I really love our conversations. How I appreciate the openness and honesty. Thank you for being such a good friend, for allowing me to be me and you still put up with me. Thank you for making me laugh until my sides hurt.
I appreciate the fact that we can talk about anything, tell each other anything and we still feel comfortable with each other.
Continue fighting the good fight!
And now, back to me, get to work on my campaign.
Thursday, November 02, 2006
Wednesday, November 01, 2006
HALLOWEEN FUN
First of all, one fall festival and trick or treating, and not one single Three Musketeer Bar! What is up with that? I guess I will survive..though barely..I will be strong.
We went trick or treating with my friend D.C. and her daughter in their neighborhood (since we don't even have a neighborhood, a bean field yes, neighborhood no). Even my 13 year old painted her face up like a cat-she was going to walk the smaller ones to the door. Though at first I wasn't going to let her trick or treat, because she will soon be 14, and I told her if you are almost a year away from getting your driver's permit, then you are too old to trick or treat. Well, D.C. turned traitor and said I should let her, and she just so happened to have an extra Halloween pail. Anyway all three kids had fun. Her daughter wanted to rush home to give out candy, how sweet is that! She was miserable the last few houses, thinking that she would not give any candy away.
One house had a guy standing out in the driveway holding what looked like a gun...I called it an Uzi, we wouldn't let our kids go up his drive. And we weren't subtle about it either (not that I am the subtle type anyway, just say what you need to say). Now, I am sure it wasn't a real gun, (but hey I live in the country in an area where men breathe hunting and fishing, so you never know), but we weren't taking chances.
Today I am taking my son to the doctor, he has an earache and a sore throat. I want to keep up with the tradition we started many years ago. Every holiday in addition to treats, gifts, parties, we also received Augmentin and Tylenol.
And I still want a Three Musketeer Bar..I like to eat the outside chocolate off first, then the middle. And I like a glass of milk with it.
I will survive..afterall I survived Uzi guy last night.
Thanks to D.C. and her sweet daughter. We had such a good time. It is a blessing to know you.
First of all, one fall festival and trick or treating, and not one single Three Musketeer Bar! What is up with that? I guess I will survive..though barely..I will be strong.
We went trick or treating with my friend D.C. and her daughter in their neighborhood (since we don't even have a neighborhood, a bean field yes, neighborhood no). Even my 13 year old painted her face up like a cat-she was going to walk the smaller ones to the door. Though at first I wasn't going to let her trick or treat, because she will soon be 14, and I told her if you are almost a year away from getting your driver's permit, then you are too old to trick or treat. Well, D.C. turned traitor and said I should let her, and she just so happened to have an extra Halloween pail. Anyway all three kids had fun. Her daughter wanted to rush home to give out candy, how sweet is that! She was miserable the last few houses, thinking that she would not give any candy away.
One house had a guy standing out in the driveway holding what looked like a gun...I called it an Uzi, we wouldn't let our kids go up his drive. And we weren't subtle about it either (not that I am the subtle type anyway, just say what you need to say). Now, I am sure it wasn't a real gun, (but hey I live in the country in an area where men breathe hunting and fishing, so you never know), but we weren't taking chances.
Today I am taking my son to the doctor, he has an earache and a sore throat. I want to keep up with the tradition we started many years ago. Every holiday in addition to treats, gifts, parties, we also received Augmentin and Tylenol.
And I still want a Three Musketeer Bar..I like to eat the outside chocolate off first, then the middle. And I like a glass of milk with it.
I will survive..afterall I survived Uzi guy last night.
Thanks to D.C. and her sweet daughter. We had such a good time. It is a blessing to know you.
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