Wow. For the last year, I have ended my night with a post. Sometimes they were terribly boring. Sometimes they were hard to write. And sometimes I offended people. No matter what, I stuck to my plan. And here we are, 365 days later, at the end of this road.
This last year had been amazingly great at times. Other times, it has been gut wrenchingly hard. I have learned a lot about myself and the people I surround myself with. And I have proven, to myself and anyone interested in my determination, that I can accomplish a goal I set for myself.
I didn't really know what to expect when I started this. I just knew I was going to write something every night. Which sounds easy enough. But the actual doing it was not easy. There were many times when it was hard. And two or three times I seriously considered quitting.
But I kept on going. Probably because I am too stubborn for my own good. And, thank goodness I did. Because this has taught me so much.
I have something to say. Whether people want to hear it or not is another matter! But the only person that is allowed to shut me up is me.
And I am pretty good at sticking to my goals.
This blog was for me and me alone. It was so I could feel like I had accomplished something. It was to get myself in to the habit of writing every day. Which, I did!
Tomorrow, I will wake up as a 25 year old. Though I already feel like I am 35. I will do my every day stuff, taking care of the girls and the house.
And tomorrow be for I go to bed, I will sit down and write. Hopefully something fun.
So thanks, everyone, for going through the past year with me. Thank you for being a part of my day, or taking the time to read about my day.
Have a good year.
Tuesday, November 29, 2011
Monday, November 28, 2011
#364
I remember my first post being about spening the day at the clinic with my sick girls. Almost exactly a year ago, we did the same think as today. With a few differences.
We went to the library for story time this morning. Even though it was raining and cold, and I just wanted to sit on the counch in my pj's. After that, we went to the bank, followed by Walmart. I wanted to get as much done today as possible. I don't want to go out tomorrow. The weather is yucky, and there is a chance for snow.
After lunch, we headed to the clinic. After over two hours, we headed home with 6 different prescriptions for two girls with double ear infections/sinus infections. Which made me feel guilty. I always wait to take my girls to the dr, instead of rushing there at the first sign of illness. Which generally means, my daughters suffer for a while before I take them to the dr. But I don't like to be one of those crazy mommy's that is scared of their child having a sniffle. Oh, the joys of questioning your every move!
The weather, our busy day, and the general achiness that I feel all came together to make me exhausted. P asked to go to bed early, and K thought it was a great idea. So at 6:30 they went to sleep and I lay down on the couch with J. And I woke up around 7:30 to J telling me to go to bed. Yep, I was asleep before my daughters normal bedtime.
And I still would be asleep if it wasn't for my bladder. Good thing I woke up though, or I would have missed telling everyone about my mundane day!
Now, back to sleep for this tired girl.
We went to the library for story time this morning. Even though it was raining and cold, and I just wanted to sit on the counch in my pj's. After that, we went to the bank, followed by Walmart. I wanted to get as much done today as possible. I don't want to go out tomorrow. The weather is yucky, and there is a chance for snow.
After lunch, we headed to the clinic. After over two hours, we headed home with 6 different prescriptions for two girls with double ear infections/sinus infections. Which made me feel guilty. I always wait to take my girls to the dr, instead of rushing there at the first sign of illness. Which generally means, my daughters suffer for a while before I take them to the dr. But I don't like to be one of those crazy mommy's that is scared of their child having a sniffle. Oh, the joys of questioning your every move!
The weather, our busy day, and the general achiness that I feel all came together to make me exhausted. P asked to go to bed early, and K thought it was a great idea. So at 6:30 they went to sleep and I lay down on the couch with J. And I woke up around 7:30 to J telling me to go to bed. Yep, I was asleep before my daughters normal bedtime.
And I still would be asleep if it wasn't for my bladder. Good thing I woke up though, or I would have missed telling everyone about my mundane day!
Now, back to sleep for this tired girl.
Sunday, November 27, 2011
#363
As far as Sundays go, today was good.
The girls weren't feeling so great and were acting up during Mass. I wasn't feeling so great, so I had no patience and we left early.
We decorated our Christmas tree, set out our nativity and Advent wreath. The girls loved it all. Last year they were scared of the tree, but this year they decorated it. Well, they decorated the bottom half! It looks cute and they had fun. J had fun helping them, he is such a good dad.
After dinner, we played Candyland. This was our first time with board games. They were not thrilled with everyone bring on different spots. Their favorite was when we were all grouped together. Silly girls don't have the competitive spirit yet. But they had a blast once they got the hang of it all.
Today was not my best day in the patience department. So after the chicks went to sleep, I lazed on the couch with a couple chocolate chip cookies. Which really helped! And when J came to sit with me, I was in a way better mood and we were able to have a few laughs.
Great way to end a day.
The girls weren't feeling so great and were acting up during Mass. I wasn't feeling so great, so I had no patience and we left early.
We decorated our Christmas tree, set out our nativity and Advent wreath. The girls loved it all. Last year they were scared of the tree, but this year they decorated it. Well, they decorated the bottom half! It looks cute and they had fun. J had fun helping them, he is such a good dad.
After dinner, we played Candyland. This was our first time with board games. They were not thrilled with everyone bring on different spots. Their favorite was when we were all grouped together. Silly girls don't have the competitive spirit yet. But they had a blast once they got the hang of it all.
Today was not my best day in the patience department. So after the chicks went to sleep, I lazed on the couch with a couple chocolate chip cookies. Which really helped! And when J came to sit with me, I was in a way better mood and we were able to have a few laughs.
Great way to end a day.
Saturday, November 26, 2011
#362
Today is a sad day for my family. My sister J's family dog died. Whiskey was 13 years old. A huge part of our family. And one of the greatest dogs in the world. When people would talk about the horrible Pit Bull breed, she was my example of the amazing creatures they are. That dog loved with her every cell, and was loved so much in return. We will all miss her so much. Prayers, especially for my nieces and nephew who lost their best friend.
Before I received the bad news, we had a good day. J and I took the girls to spend their birthday money from J's grandparents. We went to the crazy land of Toys R Us. P immediately decided she wanted the box of 6 dress up shoes. K thought it was a great idea as well. We walked through the whole store, then back to the dress up stuff. We got the shoes, and new umbrellas- Rapunzel and Tinkerbell. It is currently raining, so hopefully it will continue into the morning so they can use their new presents.
Hobby Lobby was having a great sale. I went in to get plain glass ornaments for a project. And we walked out with them plus 2 wooden signs and 4 metal signs for our house. Everything we bought was 50% off!
3 signs were for the girls' room. They say "Star light, star bright, first star I see tonight; I wish I may, I wish I might, have this wish I wish tonight", "Sunshine, you are my sunshine!", and "I found my prince... I call him Daddy" I think we are going to save them for Christmas presents.
The other signs say "Do one thing everyday that makes you happy", "May the Lord bless you, keep you, and give you peace", and "In our house: We do second chances, we say prayers, we do I'm sorry's, we do loud really well, we give hugs, we do love, we are family" I love them! Now to decide where they belong...
We had planned to decorate for Christmas today. J even got everything from the shed. But we never got around to it. The girls didn't take a nap because we were out shopping. And they are both getting pretty yucky- looks like we will be going to the clinic on Monday. So we took it easy and played with their new shoes. Around 6, K brought me her pj's because she was ready for bed.
So tomorrow, the first Sunday of Advent, we will deck the house in pretty things. While we listen to Christmas music.
I wish my P could sleep better. Every night this week she has been waking up with a cough and a cry. And now K is joining in.
Before I received the bad news, we had a good day. J and I took the girls to spend their birthday money from J's grandparents. We went to the crazy land of Toys R Us. P immediately decided she wanted the box of 6 dress up shoes. K thought it was a great idea as well. We walked through the whole store, then back to the dress up stuff. We got the shoes, and new umbrellas- Rapunzel and Tinkerbell. It is currently raining, so hopefully it will continue into the morning so they can use their new presents.
Hobby Lobby was having a great sale. I went in to get plain glass ornaments for a project. And we walked out with them plus 2 wooden signs and 4 metal signs for our house. Everything we bought was 50% off!
3 signs were for the girls' room. They say "Star light, star bright, first star I see tonight; I wish I may, I wish I might, have this wish I wish tonight", "Sunshine, you are my sunshine!", and "I found my prince... I call him Daddy" I think we are going to save them for Christmas presents.
The other signs say "Do one thing everyday that makes you happy", "May the Lord bless you, keep you, and give you peace", and "In our house: We do second chances, we say prayers, we do I'm sorry's, we do loud really well, we give hugs, we do love, we are family" I love them! Now to decide where they belong...
We had planned to decorate for Christmas today. J even got everything from the shed. But we never got around to it. The girls didn't take a nap because we were out shopping. And they are both getting pretty yucky- looks like we will be going to the clinic on Monday. So we took it easy and played with their new shoes. Around 6, K brought me her pj's because she was ready for bed.
So tomorrow, the first Sunday of Advent, we will deck the house in pretty things. While we listen to Christmas music.
I wish my P could sleep better. Every night this week she has been waking up with a cough and a cry. And now K is joining in.
Friday, November 25, 2011
#361
Migraine Holly, vomiting and coughing P, sensitive and snotty K, and sore throat J. That was our family today!
I went to bed with a migraine, had a horrible night sleep with cray dreams, and woke up with a migraine. Thankfully, J let me sleep in super late. But he woke me up so we could take the girls to the movies as promised. My sister gave them money for their birthday to go to the movies. So to Happy Feet 2 we went.
The chicks loved the movie. Cute penguins, singing and dancing- what more do you need? It really was cute and the girls sat still for the whole movie. They ate popcorn and had juice. Everyone was happy.
Then, on the ride home, P got upset and was coughing. two seconds before we pulled into our driveway, she vomited. A lot. And then a lot more. So we got the girls in the house, stripped them down, threw them in the bath. Stripped the carseat down, threw what we could in the washer and hosed off the rest. I am thinking the popcorn + coughing/phlegm were the vomit culprits. But if her cough and snot (which she has shared with her sister) don't ease up, a trip to the dr might be in order.
Since we were all feeling yucky in one way or another, the evening was spent in pj's with a new but forgotten present. J and I bought the girls dry erase preschool books. Letter, number, and shape tracing. And all on dry erase, so they can be practiced a million times without murdering a trillion trees. The girls loved their new books. We worked on letters, and a little on numbers. They were so excited to trace the letters and get an idea of how to write them. J and I were the proud parents cheering on their girls. It was a great thing to watch, and I can't wait to do it all again tomorrow.
I went to bed with a migraine, had a horrible night sleep with cray dreams, and woke up with a migraine. Thankfully, J let me sleep in super late. But he woke me up so we could take the girls to the movies as promised. My sister gave them money for their birthday to go to the movies. So to Happy Feet 2 we went.
The chicks loved the movie. Cute penguins, singing and dancing- what more do you need? It really was cute and the girls sat still for the whole movie. They ate popcorn and had juice. Everyone was happy.
Then, on the ride home, P got upset and was coughing. two seconds before we pulled into our driveway, she vomited. A lot. And then a lot more. So we got the girls in the house, stripped them down, threw them in the bath. Stripped the carseat down, threw what we could in the washer and hosed off the rest. I am thinking the popcorn + coughing/phlegm were the vomit culprits. But if her cough and snot (which she has shared with her sister) don't ease up, a trip to the dr might be in order.
Since we were all feeling yucky in one way or another, the evening was spent in pj's with a new but forgotten present. J and I bought the girls dry erase preschool books. Letter, number, and shape tracing. And all on dry erase, so they can be practiced a million times without murdering a trillion trees. The girls loved their new books. We worked on letters, and a little on numbers. They were so excited to trace the letters and get an idea of how to write them. J and I were the proud parents cheering on their girls. It was a great thing to watch, and I can't wait to do it all again tomorrow.
Thursday, November 24, 2011
#360
Part of my brain has a hard time enjoying thanksgiving. If you let yourself think about it too much, it becomes a bit depressing. 'The first Thanksgiving' was all about helping one another. The natives of this land took the newly arrived immigrants under their protection. The new people were taught how to live, grow food, and stay alive in this strange land. Bonds were formed. And at the end of the harvesting season, the abundance of their laboratory were shared. Thanks was given in earnest.
As time marched on, as it does, the natives and teachers were pushed back farther from their land and eventually farther from this world. While the immigrants became the natives. Every year they remembered their good fortune and gave thanks. But never thanked the people that taught their ancestors to survive.
Like I said, it can be depressing if you think about it to much.
This day, and what it has transformed in to is not all bad. It is actually pretty great when you celebrate it in thanks. Which is what we tried to do at our house.
I cooked and baked a great meal. My daughters played. My husband cleaned the house so it looked great for our guests. My dogs waited for scraps they didn't get, and barked at anyone who dared to walk by our house.
When our friends arrived, we talked and played and finished the preparations for a great meal. We said Grace. We ate. And then we talked and played some more.
I really an thankful for my life and everything in it. I have an amazing family, friends who mean so much to me, health, love, and the promise that I will always be loved by our Father.
What more could I need?
Well... Honestly I could use a migraine free life. That bastard is killing my thankful mood at the moment.
As time marched on, as it does, the natives and teachers were pushed back farther from their land and eventually farther from this world. While the immigrants became the natives. Every year they remembered their good fortune and gave thanks. But never thanked the people that taught their ancestors to survive.
Like I said, it can be depressing if you think about it to much.
This day, and what it has transformed in to is not all bad. It is actually pretty great when you celebrate it in thanks. Which is what we tried to do at our house.
I cooked and baked a great meal. My daughters played. My husband cleaned the house so it looked great for our guests. My dogs waited for scraps they didn't get, and barked at anyone who dared to walk by our house.
When our friends arrived, we talked and played and finished the preparations for a great meal. We said Grace. We ate. And then we talked and played some more.
I really an thankful for my life and everything in it. I have an amazing family, friends who mean so much to me, health, love, and the promise that I will always be loved by our Father.
What more could I need?
Well... Honestly I could use a migraine free life. That bastard is killing my thankful mood at the moment.
Wednesday, November 23, 2011
#359
This morning was hard. P had a horrible night. She and I were awake after 2 am because she was upset. I think she had a bad dream and some gunk in her chest, which combined to give her a fear of going back to sleep. Do we cuddled on the couch for a couple hours. And when I thought it was safe, I put her back in her bed with extra good night-sweet dreams kisses. Then I fell into my bed and a sweet comatose sleep. For what felt like five minutes.
The girls were up before 7. And even though she had less than 9 hours of consecutive sleep (she usually gets close to 12) P was in a great mood and as chipper as could be. Me, not so much. So I turned on 'the dragon movie' and let Hiccup and Toothless entertain my daughters while I relaxed.
This evening I began baking. And tomorrow I will cook a killer Thanksgiving meal and bake some more. But first, let me share a little backstory.
Christmas 2007, Jacob had just gotten home from a deployment. Really, he had been home for a little over 24 hours. And I wanted to make him a pecan pie, because e loves them. And, you might have heard, I like to bake. So I got a recipe and made my first pecan pie.
It was horrible. I think that was the first and only time I have screwed up so bad that I threw out something I had baked. I felt like a total failure- for the completely ruined pie, and for looking like a fool in front of my husband whom I had not seen in 15 months. Bad, bad memory.
This evening, I made pecan pie bars. My first step back into the pecan pie ring since that first fail. I was nervous. I almost didn't make them. One doesn't easily forget that kind of screw up.
But, my friends, my house smells amazing. The bars are cooling on the counter. And they look pretty. Tomorrow will be the true test, when they are cut and tasted. But tonight I will go to sleep feeling like I conquered that damn pie.
Which is a great way to feel on the eve of a holiday for thanks.
The girls were up before 7. And even though she had less than 9 hours of consecutive sleep (she usually gets close to 12) P was in a great mood and as chipper as could be. Me, not so much. So I turned on 'the dragon movie' and let Hiccup and Toothless entertain my daughters while I relaxed.
This evening I began baking. And tomorrow I will cook a killer Thanksgiving meal and bake some more. But first, let me share a little backstory.
Christmas 2007, Jacob had just gotten home from a deployment. Really, he had been home for a little over 24 hours. And I wanted to make him a pecan pie, because e loves them. And, you might have heard, I like to bake. So I got a recipe and made my first pecan pie.
It was horrible. I think that was the first and only time I have screwed up so bad that I threw out something I had baked. I felt like a total failure- for the completely ruined pie, and for looking like a fool in front of my husband whom I had not seen in 15 months. Bad, bad memory.
This evening, I made pecan pie bars. My first step back into the pecan pie ring since that first fail. I was nervous. I almost didn't make them. One doesn't easily forget that kind of screw up.
But, my friends, my house smells amazing. The bars are cooling on the counter. And they look pretty. Tomorrow will be the true test, when they are cut and tasted. But tonight I will go to sleep feeling like I conquered that damn pie.
Which is a great way to feel on the eve of a holiday for thanks.
Tuesday, November 22, 2011
#358
"Doubt that the stars are fire;
Doubt that the sun doth move;
Doubt truth to be a liar;
But never doubt I love."
Shakespeare said that. You might have heard of him. he was and is famous for his words. Sound familiar?
I read this today and loved it. I am ok with people doubting me. You are free to think of me as you will. Doubt my past, present, future. Doubt my intentions and expectations. Doubt everything I am, have been, and will be.
But never, never doubt my love. For myself,my family, my life, my God,my country... Love is what my life is all about.
Oddly enough, I was reading about Good Old Bill the other day. I guess I always just took the Bard at face value. I was taught that he was a crazy awesome playwright. And who doesn't love his tragedies? But apparently there are a ton of theories about him. Did he really write the stuff we attribute to him? His parents were illiterate. His children were illiterate. He was poor. He didn't even spell his name consistently.
Eh, who cares. Whether it was Billy boy or his lover- the person who wrote all those amazing words was great. That is what it boils down to. And now, I am done with that rambling thought.
This morning we had an oh so fun WIC appointment. Yay. Don't get me wrong, I appreciate the food. But I don't appreciate a woman telling me some pretty silly things. Like I should be cutting up my three year olds' food. Choking hazard- bah. And my kids eat better than most adults, so I have no problem giving them desserts that I make. So there.
My little monster P is not having a good night. This is the second time this week she has been having issues. She is having bad dreams, or getting sick, or something. Whatever it is, it's making her super upset. Which makes me upset. I don't like my baby girl hurting. And not knowing what it is all about sucks.
Doubt that the sun doth move;
Doubt truth to be a liar;
But never doubt I love."
Shakespeare said that. You might have heard of him. he was and is famous for his words. Sound familiar?
I read this today and loved it. I am ok with people doubting me. You are free to think of me as you will. Doubt my past, present, future. Doubt my intentions and expectations. Doubt everything I am, have been, and will be.
But never, never doubt my love. For myself,my family, my life, my God,my country... Love is what my life is all about.
Oddly enough, I was reading about Good Old Bill the other day. I guess I always just took the Bard at face value. I was taught that he was a crazy awesome playwright. And who doesn't love his tragedies? But apparently there are a ton of theories about him. Did he really write the stuff we attribute to him? His parents were illiterate. His children were illiterate. He was poor. He didn't even spell his name consistently.
Eh, who cares. Whether it was Billy boy or his lover- the person who wrote all those amazing words was great. That is what it boils down to. And now, I am done with that rambling thought.
This morning we had an oh so fun WIC appointment. Yay. Don't get me wrong, I appreciate the food. But I don't appreciate a woman telling me some pretty silly things. Like I should be cutting up my three year olds' food. Choking hazard- bah. And my kids eat better than most adults, so I have no problem giving them desserts that I make. So there.
My little monster P is not having a good night. This is the second time this week she has been having issues. She is having bad dreams, or getting sick, or something. Whatever it is, it's making her super upset. Which makes me upset. I don't like my baby girl hurting. And not knowing what it is all about sucks.
Monday, November 21, 2011
#357
I was reluctant to make the whole turkey dinner. I was going to boycott it all. But then I decided to go for it. And in the last 24 hours I have had fun planning my meal!
I have found a couple recipes, mainly for desserts. And I am so torn! I want to make these yummy treats. But I don't want to go crazy overboard with the sweets. So maybe I will just make 2?!
I made pumpkin chocolate chip cookies tonight. Well, I made the dough and put most of it in the fridge, as I usually do. But I baked a couple testers. And Ohmygoodness it is a good thing I didn't bake the whole batch. They are good!
The girls were super tired this morning. P had a rough night, so we were all feeling a little off. Which should have told me to stay home. But it is Monday, so we went to the library like we always do. And a couple little monsters did t want to act like they were supposed to. So instead of running the couple errands I needed to, I accepted defeat and went home. Thankfully it was nothing time sensitive.
We got to visit with our friends for a few short minutes, and shortly after lunch the tired ones took a nap. A lovely, much needed, long nap.
They woke up as my happy little girlies and we had a great afternoon. All day today they insisted on wearing their new dress up princess costumes. Princess Aurora and Rapunzel. They looked absolutely adorable and had fun. We watched How to Train Your Dragon, and Gnomeo and Juliet which are quickly becoming major favorites. We read books.
They are so much fun. And thankfully J got to spend a little time with them and read their new library books. And I have enjoyed my new library book!
I have found a couple recipes, mainly for desserts. And I am so torn! I want to make these yummy treats. But I don't want to go crazy overboard with the sweets. So maybe I will just make 2?!
I made pumpkin chocolate chip cookies tonight. Well, I made the dough and put most of it in the fridge, as I usually do. But I baked a couple testers. And Ohmygoodness it is a good thing I didn't bake the whole batch. They are good!
The girls were super tired this morning. P had a rough night, so we were all feeling a little off. Which should have told me to stay home. But it is Monday, so we went to the library like we always do. And a couple little monsters did t want to act like they were supposed to. So instead of running the couple errands I needed to, I accepted defeat and went home. Thankfully it was nothing time sensitive.
We got to visit with our friends for a few short minutes, and shortly after lunch the tired ones took a nap. A lovely, much needed, long nap.
They woke up as my happy little girlies and we had a great afternoon. All day today they insisted on wearing their new dress up princess costumes. Princess Aurora and Rapunzel. They looked absolutely adorable and had fun. We watched How to Train Your Dragon, and Gnomeo and Juliet which are quickly becoming major favorites. We read books.
They are so much fun. And thankfully J got to spend a little time with them and read their new library books. And I have enjoyed my new library book!
Sunday, November 20, 2011
#356
This weekend has been fun.
This morning, we went to Mass. The girls love to go to church and do really great sitting still and being quiet. They aren't perfect, don't read it that way! But they do a great job for 3 year olds. And they are picking up on a lot of stuff. Father is talking about Jesus. We sing Alleluia. And we put money in the basket.
I forgot to mention this yesterday. When the girls were opening their presents, they got money from a couple people. And when they saw the money, they both yelled "money for church!" it was awesome! Definitely one of those moments where I feel like I am doing something right. And continuing on the right-ness, we are taking the chicks to Toys R Us this week so they can buy whatever they want with their money.
Back to today! After Mass, we had lunch and visited with my Ma. Then we left to go to a birthday party and Ma headed home to MO. It is supposed to snow there tomorrow, so we had a super short visit. But the girls loved having her here for their party. and I loves having my mommy for a little while.
The party we went to was for my friend's youngest boys first birthday. They were at P and Ks party on Saturday! So we had a fun birthday weekend with the P family! And the girls loved watching little J get the attention they got yesterday. And who doesn't love cake two days in a row?!
We also decided to celebrate Thanksgiving with the P family. We discovered we had both planned on cooking the whole meal for our little families. Well, honestly i was considering boycotting the whole day. The thought of having a repeat of last year was not a good thought. But we are going to celebrate together instead. fun! After the girls went to bed, I went to the store and got everything I needed for the big meal. Well, almost everything. I will have to go for the commissary and hope they have the one thing I still need.
You know, I have to say, there is something so great about your mom telling you that you are doing a good job. We are never too old for some parental pride. Ma saying I am a good homemaker and mommy really makes my heart happy.
Good weekend.
This morning, we went to Mass. The girls love to go to church and do really great sitting still and being quiet. They aren't perfect, don't read it that way! But they do a great job for 3 year olds. And they are picking up on a lot of stuff. Father is talking about Jesus. We sing Alleluia. And we put money in the basket.
I forgot to mention this yesterday. When the girls were opening their presents, they got money from a couple people. And when they saw the money, they both yelled "money for church!" it was awesome! Definitely one of those moments where I feel like I am doing something right. And continuing on the right-ness, we are taking the chicks to Toys R Us this week so they can buy whatever they want with their money.
Back to today! After Mass, we had lunch and visited with my Ma. Then we left to go to a birthday party and Ma headed home to MO. It is supposed to snow there tomorrow, so we had a super short visit. But the girls loved having her here for their party. and I loves having my mommy for a little while.
The party we went to was for my friend's youngest boys first birthday. They were at P and Ks party on Saturday! So we had a fun birthday weekend with the P family! And the girls loved watching little J get the attention they got yesterday. And who doesn't love cake two days in a row?!
We also decided to celebrate Thanksgiving with the P family. We discovered we had both planned on cooking the whole meal for our little families. Well, honestly i was considering boycotting the whole day. The thought of having a repeat of last year was not a good thought. But we are going to celebrate together instead. fun! After the girls went to bed, I went to the store and got everything I needed for the big meal. Well, almost everything. I will have to go for the commissary and hope they have the one thing I still need.
You know, I have to say, there is something so great about your mom telling you that you are doing a good job. We are never too old for some parental pride. Ma saying I am a good homemaker and mommy really makes my heart happy.
Good weekend.
Saturday, November 19, 2011
#355
We had so much fun today. Two families of our friends came over this afternoon for a fun birthday hangout. Nothing fancy or hyper-planned, just friends playing and eating cake.
This morning I woke up and made the girls' cake, yummy bagels and French bread. They loved watching all the preparation, because it meant their friends would be coming to play.
And when their friends arrived, fun was had by all! They were crazy running through the house and yelling, like kids are supposed to do. We sang happy birthday and ate a pink and purple cake.
Because we were having fun, J and I totally forgot about opening presents! One of the kiddos reminded us, and we had even more fun opening all the new goodies. Thankfully, my girls are super awesome and they let their friends help them unwrap their gifts. Which means they probably have no idea what was given to them. But everyone had fun.
Oh, and we made tie dye shirts! All the kids got to make one and take it home. Tomorrow we will see how they turned out- hopefully they look good!
After everyone left, we watched one of their new movies while we took a couple breaths to relax. As soon as the movie was over, we explored some new toys. A fun radio and a new cd. An Oakland A's ball and bat that we all had fun playing baseball in the girls room with. Dress up clothes. A new dragon.
It was so fun to watch the girls. They have changed so much in the last year. Our lives have changed so much in the last year. And through it all, P and K have been amazing.
This morning I woke up and made the girls' cake, yummy bagels and French bread. They loved watching all the preparation, because it meant their friends would be coming to play.
And when their friends arrived, fun was had by all! They were crazy running through the house and yelling, like kids are supposed to do. We sang happy birthday and ate a pink and purple cake.
Because we were having fun, J and I totally forgot about opening presents! One of the kiddos reminded us, and we had even more fun opening all the new goodies. Thankfully, my girls are super awesome and they let their friends help them unwrap their gifts. Which means they probably have no idea what was given to them. But everyone had fun.
Oh, and we made tie dye shirts! All the kids got to make one and take it home. Tomorrow we will see how they turned out- hopefully they look good!
After everyone left, we watched one of their new movies while we took a couple breaths to relax. As soon as the movie was over, we explored some new toys. A fun radio and a new cd. An Oakland A's ball and bat that we all had fun playing baseball in the girls room with. Dress up clothes. A new dragon.
It was so fun to watch the girls. They have changed so much in the last year. Our lives have changed so much in the last year. And through it all, P and K have been amazing.
Friday, November 18, 2011
#354
Today you get to listen to my sappiness regarding my baby girls.
On Tuesday, November 18, 2008, I woke up at 4 am with crazy contractions that were two minutes apart. The day before I had contractions all day, but I didn't want to go to the hospital- I had things to do. But that Tuesday, there was no avoiding the dr. Instead of waking up my husband to take me to the hospital, I took a bath.
Finally, J woke up and demanded I go to the hospital. I grumbled and contracted and packed a bag. We headed to the hospital thirty minutes away. When we arrived, I was hooked up to monitors, given an iv (after too many failed attempts!) and examined. We waited. I contracted. We laughed. I contracted.
They took me back to the operating room, numbed me up, and delivered my beautiful P and K.
Three years ago, I was blessed with two angels. They were completely healthy and perfect in every way. From the first time I held them, they captured my heart.
How could I ever explain to anyone what my daughters mean to me? How could I put in to words the awe I feel when I am around them? Knowing that my husband and I made these little beings and are trusted with their care still amazes me.
Today, we woke up and celebrated their third birthday. We took cookies to our friends, had heart pancakes for dinner, and just had a good day. They love saying they are three. And we cannot wait for their party tomorrow. To add to the fun, my Ma got here right before bedtime. So fun!
On Tuesday, November 18, 2008, I woke up at 4 am with crazy contractions that were two minutes apart. The day before I had contractions all day, but I didn't want to go to the hospital- I had things to do. But that Tuesday, there was no avoiding the dr. Instead of waking up my husband to take me to the hospital, I took a bath.
Finally, J woke up and demanded I go to the hospital. I grumbled and contracted and packed a bag. We headed to the hospital thirty minutes away. When we arrived, I was hooked up to monitors, given an iv (after too many failed attempts!) and examined. We waited. I contracted. We laughed. I contracted.
They took me back to the operating room, numbed me up, and delivered my beautiful P and K.
Three years ago, I was blessed with two angels. They were completely healthy and perfect in every way. From the first time I held them, they captured my heart.
How could I ever explain to anyone what my daughters mean to me? How could I put in to words the awe I feel when I am around them? Knowing that my husband and I made these little beings and are trusted with their care still amazes me.
Today, we woke up and celebrated their third birthday. We took cookies to our friends, had heart pancakes for dinner, and just had a good day. They love saying they are three. And we cannot wait for their party tomorrow. To add to the fun, my Ma got here right before bedtime. So fun!
Thursday, November 17, 2011
#353
If you were wondering, dropping your husband's body armor plate on your toe is not a good idea. Not even close! My poor toe is swollen, missing some skin, and throbbing. Yay for me!
This morning I had planned to go to the store to get everything for the girls party. But it was so cold! I just couldn't make myself get us all dressed and out the door. So we stayed home, the chicks played and I cleaned. It was a good day.
I am very thankful for our house, especially our heater. But. The back of our house, meaning our bedrooms, are freezing! The living room and kitchen are so much warmer than our rooms. Which means, going to bed I have to prepare myself for a freeze. And when I wake up in the morning I have no desire to get out of my warm blankets! I want my bedroom and my daughters bedroom to be warmer!
My favorite part of today was definitely listening to my chicks read. They love books, and we read all the time. They really pay attention to the stories, which I know because they 'read' to each other. They remember parts of the story and the tone of voice I use for that part. It is pretty fun to listen to the mumble mumble random words 'Help! I'm stuck!' mumble mumble.
Tomorrow, they will wake up as three year olds. Three! How does that happen?
This morning I had planned to go to the store to get everything for the girls party. But it was so cold! I just couldn't make myself get us all dressed and out the door. So we stayed home, the chicks played and I cleaned. It was a good day.
I am very thankful for our house, especially our heater. But. The back of our house, meaning our bedrooms, are freezing! The living room and kitchen are so much warmer than our rooms. Which means, going to bed I have to prepare myself for a freeze. And when I wake up in the morning I have no desire to get out of my warm blankets! I want my bedroom and my daughters bedroom to be warmer!
My favorite part of today was definitely listening to my chicks read. They love books, and we read all the time. They really pay attention to the stories, which I know because they 'read' to each other. They remember parts of the story and the tone of voice I use for that part. It is pretty fun to listen to the mumble mumble random words 'Help! I'm stuck!' mumble mumble.
Tomorrow, they will wake up as three year olds. Three! How does that happen?
Wednesday, November 16, 2011
#352
My family has been calling me Bear my whole life. There are a couple different stories about how I was given this name. But the stories and their differences didn't stop people from calling me Bear. they still call me Bear. And I love it.
If you were called Monkey for 25 years, you would probably love monkeys and feel a bit of a connection to the animals. I have always loved bears- Polar and Grizzly were always my favorites. And I am told that I have some 'bear tendencies'. Lately, the habit showing itself the most is my immense desire to hibernate!
Every winter, for as long as I can remember, I just get tired. I am ready for bed at 6pm and dread waking up, even after a good night's sleep. I know, the early darkness and cold combined make most people tired. But if you ask my family, I am so tired because my bear self feels the need to hibernate.
I did fight the sleepiness long enough to go to MOPS this morning. It was fun. We were supposed to learn about couponing, which I am so not good at. But, I haven't taken the time to try. Probably because it's not often you see coupons for the things I most often buy. Fruits and veggies make up probably half of my grocery bill for the month. We do not eat a lot of processed foods, which is what I see a lot of coupons for. So I was interested to ask the speaker about this. However, the speaker talked about retirements and investments instead. And I could hardly hear her. So my questions went unasked.
If you have tips for me, please send them my way!
Other than that, life continues as normal at the B casa. J is still undecided on his next career step. I am preparing for the girls' party. And the almost 3 year old princesses are fighting the routine we have loved for a couple years. Bedtime isn't the peaceful time it used to be. And M could still use your prayers. This week will be a long one spent waiting for answers.
If you were called Monkey for 25 years, you would probably love monkeys and feel a bit of a connection to the animals. I have always loved bears- Polar and Grizzly were always my favorites. And I am told that I have some 'bear tendencies'. Lately, the habit showing itself the most is my immense desire to hibernate!
Every winter, for as long as I can remember, I just get tired. I am ready for bed at 6pm and dread waking up, even after a good night's sleep. I know, the early darkness and cold combined make most people tired. But if you ask my family, I am so tired because my bear self feels the need to hibernate.
I did fight the sleepiness long enough to go to MOPS this morning. It was fun. We were supposed to learn about couponing, which I am so not good at. But, I haven't taken the time to try. Probably because it's not often you see coupons for the things I most often buy. Fruits and veggies make up probably half of my grocery bill for the month. We do not eat a lot of processed foods, which is what I see a lot of coupons for. So I was interested to ask the speaker about this. However, the speaker talked about retirements and investments instead. And I could hardly hear her. So my questions went unasked.
If you have tips for me, please send them my way!
Other than that, life continues as normal at the B casa. J is still undecided on his next career step. I am preparing for the girls' party. And the almost 3 year old princesses are fighting the routine we have loved for a couple years. Bedtime isn't the peaceful time it used to be. And M could still use your prayers. This week will be a long one spent waiting for answers.
Tuesday, November 15, 2011
#351
Between P's bossiness and K's 'insubordination' I live in a crazy house! P thinks she should be the boss of everyone. And K doesn't think she should have to listen to her sis, so she is rebelling by hitting. So me losing my mind is a real possibility. Love watching them play though!
Last night I fell asleep to rain. And woke up to rain. And watching the rain fall all day. Which made grocery shopping so not fun. I was soaked by the time I got home and got the kids and groceries inside.
I am thinking about writing a '30 things to do before 30' list. In a couple weeks I will be 25, so I would have 5 years to complete my list. And maybe it would give me a shove. But I wouldn't know where to start.
Clearly, I have nothing to say today. The glorious life of me- grocery shopping, crocheting, watching Tangled for the 9,462,875th time. So I cooked dinner while singing 'I got a dream', which was fun. But it was even better when J got home and joined in.
I used to think a tough guy with an attitude was sexy. Now, a man singing a Disney song with his daughters really does it for me. It is pretty great how life works.
Last night I fell asleep to rain. And woke up to rain. And watching the rain fall all day. Which made grocery shopping so not fun. I was soaked by the time I got home and got the kids and groceries inside.
I am thinking about writing a '30 things to do before 30' list. In a couple weeks I will be 25, so I would have 5 years to complete my list. And maybe it would give me a shove. But I wouldn't know where to start.
Clearly, I have nothing to say today. The glorious life of me- grocery shopping, crocheting, watching Tangled for the 9,462,875th time. So I cooked dinner while singing 'I got a dream', which was fun. But it was even better when J got home and joined in.
I used to think a tough guy with an attitude was sexy. Now, a man singing a Disney song with his daughters really does it for me. It is pretty great how life works.
Monday, November 14, 2011
#350
This morning, J took the girls for a walk to the park to play and blow bubbles. I was told they had fun until the walk home. From the second they walked through the door, they were whiny and grumpy. But I was told they had fun!
I stayed home and did something about the disaster of my house. I have a rule that I generally don't clean on the weekends. That is my chill time and family time. J gets the weekends off, so I do to. Which means, most weekends our house looks like a tornado came through after a Frat party. But when the husband and chicks came home, the casa looked, mostly, clean. It was kind of nice to clean up without little monsters UNcleaning.
My blanket that I am crocheting is looking pretty good. Just ask me! Well, really it looks like a stack of squares at this point. But, the squares look good individually! I have made green and blue pieces. And this morning I made a couple purple and pink squares to make sure I liked the colors. And I do! it will be fun to have a blanket that uses all of our favorite colors. P and K thought it was great that their colors were being used.
On a not so great note, my bestest friend could use your prayers. Her awesome youngest son has some issues with his foot, and the doctors aren't quite sure what is going on. We are waiting on a second opinion. So please keep them in your prayers- that things are ok, and that M isn't too stressed until everything is figured out. I did discover that the patron saints of foot troubles are St Servatus and St Peter the Apostle. Who knew?!
I stayed home and did something about the disaster of my house. I have a rule that I generally don't clean on the weekends. That is my chill time and family time. J gets the weekends off, so I do to. Which means, most weekends our house looks like a tornado came through after a Frat party. But when the husband and chicks came home, the casa looked, mostly, clean. It was kind of nice to clean up without little monsters UNcleaning.
My blanket that I am crocheting is looking pretty good. Just ask me! Well, really it looks like a stack of squares at this point. But, the squares look good individually! I have made green and blue pieces. And this morning I made a couple purple and pink squares to make sure I liked the colors. And I do! it will be fun to have a blanket that uses all of our favorite colors. P and K thought it was great that their colors were being used.
On a not so great note, my bestest friend could use your prayers. Her awesome youngest son has some issues with his foot, and the doctors aren't quite sure what is going on. We are waiting on a second opinion. So please keep them in your prayers- that things are ok, and that M isn't too stressed until everything is figured out. I did discover that the patron saints of foot troubles are St Servatus and St Peter the Apostle. Who knew?!
Sunday, November 13, 2011
#349
Approximately 21 days out of the month, I love being a female. I have great boobs, I get to sit down and take a 45 second break when my bladder demands, and I have the ability to find most objects I am looking for without yelling "Hunny!" life is, mostly, dandy as a chick.
But then you have the other 10 days. They are not pleasant for me. And it seems that these dreaded days are getting worse every month. Not fun! 10 out of 31 really isn't too bad though, and it beats the alternative!
Besides the achy back, today was fun. The crew went to the Nashville Zoo! It was free today for military, so we paid a grand total of $5 for parking. We saw fun animals and lazy animals, and overall the girls loved it. K's favorite were the monkeys. One little guy was super entertaining, swinging and climbing. P's favorite were the meerkats, and we got to see them being fed. Who knew they ate worms?! Not me! My favorite was probably the walk to the car! I am not a big fan of zoos in general. And what is the point of going to a zoo if you aren't going to see bears? But really, it was fun. The girls loved it, so J and I did as well.
I also went to the store and got a couple pairs of pants this evening. Nothing special, just the first two I tried on. My fav jeans ripped a couple weeks ago, and my other fav pair will probably completely rip the next time I put them on! I think it has been 2 years since I bought a new pair. Long overdue! Shopping just isn't fun for me, so I put it off way to long. But alles gut, I have pants that I don't have to worry about moving in.
But then you have the other 10 days. They are not pleasant for me. And it seems that these dreaded days are getting worse every month. Not fun! 10 out of 31 really isn't too bad though, and it beats the alternative!
Besides the achy back, today was fun. The crew went to the Nashville Zoo! It was free today for military, so we paid a grand total of $5 for parking. We saw fun animals and lazy animals, and overall the girls loved it. K's favorite were the monkeys. One little guy was super entertaining, swinging and climbing. P's favorite were the meerkats, and we got to see them being fed. Who knew they ate worms?! Not me! My favorite was probably the walk to the car! I am not a big fan of zoos in general. And what is the point of going to a zoo if you aren't going to see bears? But really, it was fun. The girls loved it, so J and I did as well.
I also went to the store and got a couple pairs of pants this evening. Nothing special, just the first two I tried on. My fav jeans ripped a couple weeks ago, and my other fav pair will probably completely rip the next time I put them on! I think it has been 2 years since I bought a new pair. Long overdue! Shopping just isn't fun for me, so I put it off way to long. But alles gut, I have pants that I don't have to worry about moving in.
Saturday, November 12, 2011
#348
Today, I crocheted. A lot. Go me! It has been fun and productive. But my eyes are killing me! And thanks to YouTube and some awesome blogs, I have fun stuff.
The girls were crazy this evening. Running wild, imagining all kinds of fun things, making messes. They were having so much fun they didn't want to go to sleep. So two hours after their bedtime they were still laughing and playing. Oh my.
...I'm sorry, my mind is having too much trouble concentrating. I am mad and upset and...just MAD. My family is not perfect, I know that. But one thing we are superbly awesome at is loving. And we are freaking fantastic at having each others backs. I cannot stand people that screw with others people's lives. When those people you screw with are my family members, I get livid.
This is me, livid.
The girls were crazy this evening. Running wild, imagining all kinds of fun things, making messes. They were having so much fun they didn't want to go to sleep. So two hours after their bedtime they were still laughing and playing. Oh my.
...I'm sorry, my mind is having too much trouble concentrating. I am mad and upset and...just MAD. My family is not perfect, I know that. But one thing we are superbly awesome at is loving. And we are freaking fantastic at having each others backs. I cannot stand people that screw with others people's lives. When those people you screw with are my family members, I get livid.
This is me, livid.
Friday, November 11, 2011
#347
I say it often, but I am going to say it again. I am a lucky girl.
I am blessed to be surrounded by people that have sworn to protect our country and everything we stand for. Every day, I am reminded of the sacrifices that so few make so I can live the life I have. These veterans are my husband, neighbors, and friends. My family.
This day is such a great day. We have Memorial Day, to remember the men and women that gave their lives for our nation. It is somber and thought provoking. But today is a day to appreciate the men and women who have served our country. It is not a day of remembrance, but a day of thanks. Because there is so much to be thankful for.
Ranger Up, a company that I love, has a new shirt. It highlights the low percentage of Americans that are serving. On the back of the shirt it says "Never in the field of human conflict was so much owed by so many to so few." I love it. And today, I kept thinking about it. We, meaning everyone in this country who has not worn the uniform, owe so much to the selfless service of others.
There are times when I complain about being married to a soldier. Sometimes I want to escape this lifestyle. The Army is so all consuming, and that can be trying. But I am not the one that wakes up every morning, puts on the uniform of a hero, and does what he is ordered to do.
Because of the men and women of the armed services, Americans live a life of safety and freedom. We owe it to these people to live a life that brings honor to the country they are protecting.
Happy Veterans day.
I am blessed to be surrounded by people that have sworn to protect our country and everything we stand for. Every day, I am reminded of the sacrifices that so few make so I can live the life I have. These veterans are my husband, neighbors, and friends. My family.
This day is such a great day. We have Memorial Day, to remember the men and women that gave their lives for our nation. It is somber and thought provoking. But today is a day to appreciate the men and women who have served our country. It is not a day of remembrance, but a day of thanks. Because there is so much to be thankful for.
Ranger Up, a company that I love, has a new shirt. It highlights the low percentage of Americans that are serving. On the back of the shirt it says "Never in the field of human conflict was so much owed by so many to so few." I love it. And today, I kept thinking about it. We, meaning everyone in this country who has not worn the uniform, owe so much to the selfless service of others.
There are times when I complain about being married to a soldier. Sometimes I want to escape this lifestyle. The Army is so all consuming, and that can be trying. But I am not the one that wakes up every morning, puts on the uniform of a hero, and does what he is ordered to do.
Because of the men and women of the armed services, Americans live a life of safety and freedom. We owe it to these people to live a life that brings honor to the country they are protecting.
Happy Veterans day.
Thursday, November 10, 2011
#346
Today was a bit of an off day.
My house is clean. I got some organizing taken care of. And the massive laundry pile, made massive because I decided to wash all the sheets this morning, is all clean AND put away. My washer was leaking, not flooded oh my goodness leaking, but enough to be a pain in the ass.
The girls were exhausted by lunchtime. But do you think they took a nap? Nope! So by dinnertime they were quite cranky. P had a major owie, which looks horrible, which led to a little bit of a fit, which was no fun. K has had some issues the last few days, which upset her.
Ugh. It was A trying afternoon.
But J made dinner. Nice! After the chicks calmed down, I got some great cuddle time. And I got to watch Bones, which makes me happy. Oh, and I got about five minutes of fun writing time. Yay
I am seriously looking forward to sleeping in tomorrow. One of my favorite things about four day weekends- my early bird husband let's me be lazy.
My house is clean. I got some organizing taken care of. And the massive laundry pile, made massive because I decided to wash all the sheets this morning, is all clean AND put away. My washer was leaking, not flooded oh my goodness leaking, but enough to be a pain in the ass.
The girls were exhausted by lunchtime. But do you think they took a nap? Nope! So by dinnertime they were quite cranky. P had a major owie, which looks horrible, which led to a little bit of a fit, which was no fun. K has had some issues the last few days, which upset her.
Ugh. It was A trying afternoon.
But J made dinner. Nice! After the chicks calmed down, I got some great cuddle time. And I got to watch Bones, which makes me happy. Oh, and I got about five minutes of fun writing time. Yay
I am seriously looking forward to sleeping in tomorrow. One of my favorite things about four day weekends- my early bird husband let's me be lazy.
Wednesday, November 9, 2011
#345
Not gonna lie, I am so proud of myself! Every night, I get closer and closer to reaching my goal of 365 straight days of blogging. I know it is not really a big deal, but to me it is. Go me!
This morning, I got to enjoy my awesome life. After the chickies ate breakfast, they sat down with their friend Elmo. And while they were learning about the letter S and the number 7, I was in the kitchen making bread.
I love that I am able to make stuff for my family. I have the ability to follow a recipe, yes. But I have the time to make something yummy and full of love, instead of buying packaged stuff. I have a beautiful family that enjoys the stuff that I make. Especially J- that man loves bread!
I also made sugar cookies, with fun frosting and sprinkles, banana 'catapillers' 'ants on a log' aka celery with pb and raisens, and hot dogs wrapped in croissants. It wasn't all for the three of us. Our friends came over to hang and play. It was fun! I loved making the fun stuff, and the kids loved eating it all. Though I don't think they got the bug connection.
Today was just a good day. One of those days that I get to enjoy my awesome girls. Being a mom and wife, a cook and a housemaid. Because I really do love it. If I had been anywhere else today, I wouldn't have been able to kiss K's forehead when she banged it up for the millionth time. And I wouldn't have been there to hear P's story about the Super Monster Cloud. And I wouldn't have had the time to make something for my husband, that he loves so much.
This morning, I got to enjoy my awesome life. After the chickies ate breakfast, they sat down with their friend Elmo. And while they were learning about the letter S and the number 7, I was in the kitchen making bread.
I love that I am able to make stuff for my family. I have the ability to follow a recipe, yes. But I have the time to make something yummy and full of love, instead of buying packaged stuff. I have a beautiful family that enjoys the stuff that I make. Especially J- that man loves bread!
I also made sugar cookies, with fun frosting and sprinkles, banana 'catapillers' 'ants on a log' aka celery with pb and raisens, and hot dogs wrapped in croissants. It wasn't all for the three of us. Our friends came over to hang and play. It was fun! I loved making the fun stuff, and the kids loved eating it all. Though I don't think they got the bug connection.
Today was just a good day. One of those days that I get to enjoy my awesome girls. Being a mom and wife, a cook and a housemaid. Because I really do love it. If I had been anywhere else today, I wouldn't have been able to kiss K's forehead when she banged it up for the millionth time. And I wouldn't have been there to hear P's story about the Super Monster Cloud. And I wouldn't have had the time to make something for my husband, that he loves so much.
Tuesday, November 8, 2011
#344
Today definitely goes in the 'Best intentions' pile.
I had planned to mop my floors, go to the post office, bake cookies, and do some fun writing.
Instead, I watched tv, read with my girls, did laundry, nagged the girls to clean their room, and cleaned bathrooms. Not a noteworthy day. But a mostly good day.
And that is all I have to say tonight, ladies and gentlemen. Really. I have sat here for 15 minutes, thinking up something to say so I didn't feel like this was a waste of time. But, I got nothing. Sorry.
I had planned to mop my floors, go to the post office, bake cookies, and do some fun writing.
Instead, I watched tv, read with my girls, did laundry, nagged the girls to clean their room, and cleaned bathrooms. Not a noteworthy day. But a mostly good day.
And that is all I have to say tonight, ladies and gentlemen. Really. I have sat here for 15 minutes, thinking up something to say so I didn't feel like this was a waste of time. But, I got nothing. Sorry.
Monday, November 7, 2011
#343
This whole time change has severely screwed up my sleep. I am tired and a little crabby. And crampy, but that is besides the point. The girls woke up way too early this morning, and because the sun was already up, I had issues getting back to sleep.
Like I said, tired and cranky.
But we got good news this afternoon. Great news! This summer, J (and I- it was a team effort) started the process for a top secret security clearance. He is hoping to change his jobby job, and a few that he looked in to required he be able to handle sneaky secret stuff. So, we filled out forms with way too much information. Spilled out everything to complete strangers, and had friends do the same on our behalf. it was frustrating and uncomfortable. But so worth it in the end!
Because tonight, my husband came home and told me he got it! Now, he can go over his options and decide the best course of action for his happiness and our family. i am so happy for him, and so glad that our efforts were not in vain. And I cannot wait to find out what our next adventure will be.
... This evening I read an article about Magic Johnson. He announced his HIV status twenty years ago. And he is still alive and quite healthy. Part of me looks at him as a great example and inspiration. He is like a ray of hope to all those people living with HIV. But another, selfish part of me looks at him and wants to scream 'it's not fair'. 19 years ago, my aunt died. She wasted away to nothing because HIV/AIDS attacked her with a vengence not shown to the famous athlete. why is it that he is still the picture of health? But for my family, in a few weeks we will remember the horrible day that we lost a daughter, sister, mother, aunt, and friend.
Like I said, tired and cranky.
But we got good news this afternoon. Great news! This summer, J (and I- it was a team effort) started the process for a top secret security clearance. He is hoping to change his jobby job, and a few that he looked in to required he be able to handle sneaky secret stuff. So, we filled out forms with way too much information. Spilled out everything to complete strangers, and had friends do the same on our behalf. it was frustrating and uncomfortable. But so worth it in the end!
Because tonight, my husband came home and told me he got it! Now, he can go over his options and decide the best course of action for his happiness and our family. i am so happy for him, and so glad that our efforts were not in vain. And I cannot wait to find out what our next adventure will be.
... This evening I read an article about Magic Johnson. He announced his HIV status twenty years ago. And he is still alive and quite healthy. Part of me looks at him as a great example and inspiration. He is like a ray of hope to all those people living with HIV. But another, selfish part of me looks at him and wants to scream 'it's not fair'. 19 years ago, my aunt died. She wasted away to nothing because HIV/AIDS attacked her with a vengence not shown to the famous athlete. why is it that he is still the picture of health? But for my family, in a few weeks we will remember the horrible day that we lost a daughter, sister, mother, aunt, and friend.
Sunday, November 6, 2011
#342
For a while now, I have been having a (mostly) internal debate regarding vaccinations. Should we continue to follow the recommended schedule? Or, should we opt out of the chemicals and possible side effects? This is me, continuing my debate- with myself.
The girls will be three in a couple weeks. We will schedule a check up, which might include shots. And there is a part of my brain that just doesn't feel comfortable with that. So J and I are discussing opting out.
Did you know, the average American will receive 35 vaccines in their first 6 years. My parents generation received less than a third of that. Please explain to me how children are in any more danger now than they were 40 years ago. Think about it. What has changed? Besides the dependence on major pharmaceuticals- but that is something to get in to later...
And why is it necessary to vaccinate a baby or toddler against a disease that is contracted through tattoos, sexual contact, or direct blood contact. Hepatitis B can, and often is, administered at birth. Then there are a trillion boosters. Why??
When these diseases were prevalent, the vaccines were accepted at face value. They would keep you healthy. But now, with the disease itself no longer a terror, it is natural to question the vaccine itself.
Why are we willing to inject mercury and formaldehyde into our precious babies? Not to mention the virus itself. When I was pregnant, I was constantly being reminded to stay away from high mercury foods. Then, when my daughters were infants, a nurse injected them with the scary evil mercury. How does that make sense?
I do understand the 'herd vaccination' ideal. But. If your child is vaccinated, why does my child not being vaccinated worry you? Do you not trust the vaccine? If your child has all their shot to protect them, how is an unvaccinated child a 'threat'?
But... What if we decide to decline the shots. And our daughters contract something that could have been prevented. As an everyday citizen, I have no problem with people developing natural immunities. I think that is great. But as a mommy that wants to protect her babies at all costs, I don't want them to suffer in any way.
As I said, to this point our girls have stuck to the schedule. Except for the chickenpox vaccine, which they did not get. When my little girls were born, I didn't see a reason to not give them something that could save their lives. And no one ever gave me the feeling that not vaccinating was a choice.
But in the last year, I have started to scratch the surface on this debate. Late, I know. But here I am, trying to figure out where I stand on it all.
Thoughts?
The girls will be three in a couple weeks. We will schedule a check up, which might include shots. And there is a part of my brain that just doesn't feel comfortable with that. So J and I are discussing opting out.
Did you know, the average American will receive 35 vaccines in their first 6 years. My parents generation received less than a third of that. Please explain to me how children are in any more danger now than they were 40 years ago. Think about it. What has changed? Besides the dependence on major pharmaceuticals- but that is something to get in to later...
And why is it necessary to vaccinate a baby or toddler against a disease that is contracted through tattoos, sexual contact, or direct blood contact. Hepatitis B can, and often is, administered at birth. Then there are a trillion boosters. Why??
When these diseases were prevalent, the vaccines were accepted at face value. They would keep you healthy. But now, with the disease itself no longer a terror, it is natural to question the vaccine itself.
Why are we willing to inject mercury and formaldehyde into our precious babies? Not to mention the virus itself. When I was pregnant, I was constantly being reminded to stay away from high mercury foods. Then, when my daughters were infants, a nurse injected them with the scary evil mercury. How does that make sense?
I do understand the 'herd vaccination' ideal. But. If your child is vaccinated, why does my child not being vaccinated worry you? Do you not trust the vaccine? If your child has all their shot to protect them, how is an unvaccinated child a 'threat'?
But... What if we decide to decline the shots. And our daughters contract something that could have been prevented. As an everyday citizen, I have no problem with people developing natural immunities. I think that is great. But as a mommy that wants to protect her babies at all costs, I don't want them to suffer in any way.
As I said, to this point our girls have stuck to the schedule. Except for the chickenpox vaccine, which they did not get. When my little girls were born, I didn't see a reason to not give them something that could save their lives. And no one ever gave me the feeling that not vaccinating was a choice.
But in the last year, I have started to scratch the surface on this debate. Late, I know. But here I am, trying to figure out where I stand on it all.
Thoughts?
Saturday, November 5, 2011
#341
Ok, last month of this blog is turning out to be the hardest! I feel like I have officially run out of things to say.
Except... On my way to the store this afternoon, I passed a car in my neighborhood that totally had me braking. Did it really say what I think? "I gave up sex for your freedom. Now it's your turn." Yep, it said that. On the back window of an SUV. Really. Way to keep it classy, guys.
Don't get me wrong, I understand the sentiment. J was deployed when I was 19-21 and he was 22-23. But writing that on your SUV? And driving around so other people can read it?! I couldn't help but imagine the awkwardness of being stopped at a red light, with a priest in the car next to them. "You really want to complain about giving up sex for a year? Really?" Yep, it was a fun scene in my head!
I really think that was the most noteworthy part of my day. Well, that and an idea I had while showering. All the great ideas start in the shower, right? Maybe more on that later. Maybe.
Other than that- I read, watched cartoons, crocheted, watched football, did some shopping, danced with my girlies, read... I should invest in an exciting life.
Except... On my way to the store this afternoon, I passed a car in my neighborhood that totally had me braking. Did it really say what I think? "I gave up sex for your freedom. Now it's your turn." Yep, it said that. On the back window of an SUV. Really. Way to keep it classy, guys.
Don't get me wrong, I understand the sentiment. J was deployed when I was 19-21 and he was 22-23. But writing that on your SUV? And driving around so other people can read it?! I couldn't help but imagine the awkwardness of being stopped at a red light, with a priest in the car next to them. "You really want to complain about giving up sex for a year? Really?" Yep, it was a fun scene in my head!
I really think that was the most noteworthy part of my day. Well, that and an idea I had while showering. All the great ideas start in the shower, right? Maybe more on that later. Maybe.
Other than that- I read, watched cartoons, crocheted, watched football, did some shopping, danced with my girlies, read... I should invest in an exciting life.
Friday, November 4, 2011
#340
I know I should be crocheting. My yarn is sitting here, my hook is on my chest. My blanket is still in pieces. I she be crocheting.
But I am tired! I think it should be bedtime. But the guilt of not accomplishing what I had planned!
This morning, at MCCW, I felt the same way I have every week. I do not like the unorganized. I do not like the way some people project theirselves. I do not like feeling like my morning was wasted. But... I keep going because I hope every week will be better. I enjoy talking to my friends there. My daughters have fun. And maybe one day we will actually study something religion related!
But I had fun with A. It's nice to talk to like minded chicks, to laugh at crazy stuff. And our kids have fun playing. So that was fun.
And watching The Little Mermaid with my chicks this afternoon was fun. That is one of my all time favorite movies. I grew up wishing I had a fin and flowing red hair. P and K think it is pretty great. It is so cool to see them enjoy something that I enjoyed.
And my husband... That guy, who has been almost completely absent, is still not home. Every night this week he has been working late. But tonight takes the cake: 10:15 pm and still not home. Poor guy. He has been at work almost every waking hour this week. And he is still sore from his little snippy. Hopefully he gets home soon.
But I am tired! I think it should be bedtime. But the guilt of not accomplishing what I had planned!
This morning, at MCCW, I felt the same way I have every week. I do not like the unorganized. I do not like the way some people project theirselves. I do not like feeling like my morning was wasted. But... I keep going because I hope every week will be better. I enjoy talking to my friends there. My daughters have fun. And maybe one day we will actually study something religion related!
But I had fun with A. It's nice to talk to like minded chicks, to laugh at crazy stuff. And our kids have fun playing. So that was fun.
And watching The Little Mermaid with my chicks this afternoon was fun. That is one of my all time favorite movies. I grew up wishing I had a fin and flowing red hair. P and K think it is pretty great. It is so cool to see them enjoy something that I enjoyed.
And my husband... That guy, who has been almost completely absent, is still not home. Every night this week he has been working late. But tonight takes the cake: 10:15 pm and still not home. Poor guy. He has been at work almost every waking hour this week. And he is still sore from his little snippy. Hopefully he gets home soon.
Thursday, November 3, 2011
#339
For the month of November, a ton of people are doing the whole 'Days of Thanks' thing. Which I think is a cool idea, if you don't mind reading sappiness all over Facebook! And since I don't want to subject the FB community with my sappiness, I am going to do it here, and all at once. Consider yourself warned!
I am thankful for:
1. K waking up in a crazy awesome mood after naps. She hops up and immediately starts chatting.
2. P and her new goofy face.
3. Sweatpants and hoodies
4. High school drama tv shows. They make me laugh.
5. Mac and cheese for dinner. Yum.
6. A husband who loves me, even when I wear sweats.
7. Friends that are scattered throughout the globe but still so close.
8. Good books
9. My coo-coo clock, that constantly reminds me of a great day in the Black Forest.
10. J's sacrifices. He gives so much to the Army, not because it is his job but because he is just that kind of guy.
11. Halloween candy.
12. Ozzy, even though he has developed an eating disorder/addiction to crayons
13. Max, my personal foot warmer.
14. The season premiere of Bones! Yay!
15. Scentsy warmers and Fall scents.
16. Finding a couple of lost cd's. SRV, you rocked man.
17. I get to plan a fun birthday party for my girls.
18. We have friends to enjoy the fun birthday party with.
19. The Holy Trinity. There is no way I could get through this crazy life without a lotta help.
20. my husband working to provide for our family so I can stay home and nurture our family.
21. The Army. Without the Army, J and I would not have met, or live the life we do.
22. Texting, because sometimes that is all my crazy family has time for.
23. Piles of yarn, waiting for me and my green crochet hook.
24. Private jokes that have made me laugh for years. Beep!
25. Living in a country where I am free to speak my mind without fear. And free to ignore the crap other people say!
26. That crazy song that is stuck in my head, because it means I could hear it. And it makes me giggle.
27. A warm home.
28. The trials I have faced. Suffering makes the good stuff so much better.
29. Almost forgotten memories that come back to me.
30. My life, my husband, my daughters, my faith, family and country. All the good and bad and crazy that I have been blessed to experience. And all the love that has been shown to me.
I am a lucky girl.
I am thankful for:
1. K waking up in a crazy awesome mood after naps. She hops up and immediately starts chatting.
2. P and her new goofy face.
3. Sweatpants and hoodies
4. High school drama tv shows. They make me laugh.
5. Mac and cheese for dinner. Yum.
6. A husband who loves me, even when I wear sweats.
7. Friends that are scattered throughout the globe but still so close.
8. Good books
9. My coo-coo clock, that constantly reminds me of a great day in the Black Forest.
10. J's sacrifices. He gives so much to the Army, not because it is his job but because he is just that kind of guy.
11. Halloween candy.
12. Ozzy, even though he has developed an eating disorder/addiction to crayons
13. Max, my personal foot warmer.
14. The season premiere of Bones! Yay!
15. Scentsy warmers and Fall scents.
16. Finding a couple of lost cd's. SRV, you rocked man.
17. I get to plan a fun birthday party for my girls.
18. We have friends to enjoy the fun birthday party with.
19. The Holy Trinity. There is no way I could get through this crazy life without a lotta help.
20. my husband working to provide for our family so I can stay home and nurture our family.
21. The Army. Without the Army, J and I would not have met, or live the life we do.
22. Texting, because sometimes that is all my crazy family has time for.
23. Piles of yarn, waiting for me and my green crochet hook.
24. Private jokes that have made me laugh for years. Beep!
25. Living in a country where I am free to speak my mind without fear. And free to ignore the crap other people say!
26. That crazy song that is stuck in my head, because it means I could hear it. And it makes me giggle.
27. A warm home.
28. The trials I have faced. Suffering makes the good stuff so much better.
29. Almost forgotten memories that come back to me.
30. My life, my husband, my daughters, my faith, family and country. All the good and bad and crazy that I have been blessed to experience. And all the love that has been shown to me.
I am a lucky girl.
Wednesday, November 2, 2011
#338
Today was another day in my oh so exciting life. MOPS, pb&honey sandwiches, naptime battles and goodnight kisses.
At MOPS, I was reminded of how amazing my daughters are. I was talking to a chick that has a 3 year old daughter and 8 month old twins. I have always said that twins are awesome, and nowhere near as impossible as people assume. But maybe I was wrong! Maybe my girls are just too amazing for words, and other mommies of twins don't have the blessing we have.
They really are so great. And we had it so easy when they were babies. Now, they are just as great as even. Sure, I wanted to pull my hair out a couple times today. But I would not trade my daughters for the world.
I also got to talk to my dad about football. Yay for football! But he was telling me about the protests in Oakland. I guess it is getting pretty crazy there. All that Occupy stuff, with crazy angry people thrown in. And it pisses me off. But the really crappy thing is trying to talk to my dad about it. We definitely see things different on this. Understandable, because of his life. But I cannot get around the fact that there are a ton of people that are crying about their bad breaks in life- and they are a whole lot better off than people that have busted their asses for their whole lives. That is what pisses me off.
I am kind of tired of the politics. All the crap and lies. People crying that they deserve more from the government. People demanding things they do not deserve. Fingerprinting and name calling.
How about we all just stop. Stop with the drama. If you want something, earn it. And if someone has earned something, let them have it.
At MOPS, I was reminded of how amazing my daughters are. I was talking to a chick that has a 3 year old daughter and 8 month old twins. I have always said that twins are awesome, and nowhere near as impossible as people assume. But maybe I was wrong! Maybe my girls are just too amazing for words, and other mommies of twins don't have the blessing we have.
They really are so great. And we had it so easy when they were babies. Now, they are just as great as even. Sure, I wanted to pull my hair out a couple times today. But I would not trade my daughters for the world.
I also got to talk to my dad about football. Yay for football! But he was telling me about the protests in Oakland. I guess it is getting pretty crazy there. All that Occupy stuff, with crazy angry people thrown in. And it pisses me off. But the really crappy thing is trying to talk to my dad about it. We definitely see things different on this. Understandable, because of his life. But I cannot get around the fact that there are a ton of people that are crying about their bad breaks in life- and they are a whole lot better off than people that have busted their asses for their whole lives. That is what pisses me off.
I am kind of tired of the politics. All the crap and lies. People crying that they deserve more from the government. People demanding things they do not deserve. Fingerprinting and name calling.
How about we all just stop. Stop with the drama. If you want something, earn it. And if someone has earned something, let them have it.
Tuesday, November 1, 2011
#337
I am irritated at myself right now. Ugh. As I was working on tonight's post, I somehow, with my powers of idiocy, deleted everything I had written. Seriously!
So, to recap what I had written. The girls were exhausted. K was so cranky because she was tired. She also gave herself yet another knot on her forehead. P had a hard day too. We might have possibly scarred her for life- as is our job as her parents. She is s massive hair twirler, and as a result she has uneven hair. After warning her for over a year, we cut her hair today.
Not a massive hair cut. We just evened out the back, which means we cut about 3 inches off of one side. For a little blonde haired girl who loves Rapunzel, a haircut is the end of the world. K was equally upset about her sister's cut. It was drama, hilarious drama.
And that is the short version of the days highlights. We took it easy, watched Sesame Street and played and relaxed. It was nice. Scrambled eggs for lunch and leftovers for dinner. My kind of taking it easy.
My body was having a lazy day, but my mind was not. For some reason I kept thinking weird thoughts, a lot of which were not fun. Made me feel sad and irritated and hopeful and lonely. It was exhausting.
So, to recap what I had written. The girls were exhausted. K was so cranky because she was tired. She also gave herself yet another knot on her forehead. P had a hard day too. We might have possibly scarred her for life- as is our job as her parents. She is s massive hair twirler, and as a result she has uneven hair. After warning her for over a year, we cut her hair today.
Not a massive hair cut. We just evened out the back, which means we cut about 3 inches off of one side. For a little blonde haired girl who loves Rapunzel, a haircut is the end of the world. K was equally upset about her sister's cut. It was drama, hilarious drama.
And that is the short version of the days highlights. We took it easy, watched Sesame Street and played and relaxed. It was nice. Scrambled eggs for lunch and leftovers for dinner. My kind of taking it easy.
My body was having a lazy day, but my mind was not. For some reason I kept thinking weird thoughts, a lot of which were not fun. Made me feel sad and irritated and hopeful and lonely. It was exhausting.
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