Well, the Tricia trip was excellent. :) It's so nice to have her here and talk and laugh and read together. Just to be. Love her.
Haven't heard anything about jury duty today. I can't understand why they waited until the very last possible day to notify me whether or not I'm excused. A lot of people have told me to go up to the courthouse on Wednesday with my kids. I'm still not convinced I should do that. I have a friend to keep them, but I really don't want them to have to stay there all day. She's leaving the next day, and I'm sure she could use that day to prepare. We'll see what comes tomorrow.
I'm watching Cupcake Wars. Love it. I don't want to do it, but I like watching it. :)
OK, I'm all done for tonight. I can't focus any more to type any more.
Monday, February 28, 2011
Friday, February 25, 2011
Jury Duty
I got summoned today to jury duty. ON WEDNESDAY! What? I mean, shouldn't they give you like a week's notice or something? They just called me last year, and I was excused. Granted I was nursing at the time I was called, but they gave me a month's notice, so I could actually return the letter to them, and receive a letter from them telling me I was excused. So, today I called and the woman said if he excused me once, then I wouldn't be eligible to be excused again. Um, pretty sure the circumstances are exactly the same this year as they were last year, except I'm not nursing twice a day. We have no caregivers for my kids during the day, except me. Why are they not calling Dusty?!? I mean, he could legitimately get out of work, with an excused day off, and go serve. Not me. There's no excuse for me being away from my kids. I called them again, and got someone that told me that I needed to send a letter for the judge to review. Isn't Wednesday a whole 2 business days away from now? I know the judge won't be in tomorrow, so Monday he'd review it, and they'd...what, send me a letter back? I decided to hand deliver the letter asking to be excused. (Mind you, as soon as I hung up the phone the first time when she told me that I couldn't be excused, I burst into tears.) I got Hannah out of bed before she was ready, and delivered the letter there before 4 because I guess they leave at 4 on Fridays. She said I should get a call on Monday, but it may be as late as Tuesday before they notify me. Short notice much? It's just infuriating to me that they summoned me for five days from now. FIVE DAYS!! Ridiculous. If I go on Wednesday, there's no doubt in my mind that I'll be picked because they obviously need more people to serve, or they wouldn't be sending out letters this late. I SOOOOO want to take my kids with me on Wednesday and just say, "Sorry, I couldn't get anyone to watch them today." Truth be told, if I called, like I'd have to do, after 5:30 some night and they told me I was to report the next day for jury duty, I might have to bring my kids. I may not have a choice. Of course, I could leave them watching a movie in the car all day, but I'm pretty sure that would be frowned upon. I've heard so many mixed things about whether or not they'll excuse me. A lot of people online say that being a stay-at-home mom is a valid excuse, but someone told me today that she has actually heard mothers around here say that they were not excused just because they had kids at home. When my kids are older, I'll be glad to serve and fulfill my civic duty. Now? Please just let me stay at home with my kids. I will be completely unable to focus on the necessary stuff if there's the slightest chance my kids are anxious or strained or upset. Call me spoiled, but I just see myself as being a good caretaker. I want to be with my kids and not depend on others to drop everything to watch them while I'm on the jury. I'm just praying that God will allow me to be excused. OK, so maybe I'm praying that His will is done, but I'm praying that His will is that I get excused.
Tricia's here. :) I'm glad she made it. About 2 1/2 minutes after she got here last night, the bottom dropped out and there was torrential rain. She made it JUST before the huge red line got to us. She has been wonderful playing with my kids and reading to them. They love her so much. I do too. :)
Seth has been dry and clean in underwear for two days! I'm so proud of him! He wears a pull-up at night, and has for the last two days during naps, but he doesn't need them then. He has been dry after naps for these two days too. He was VERY resistant yesterday after he'd had on his underwear for a few minutes. I think it scared him that he'd have to be so in control of himself. Then he realized he had already been in control, and just went with it. He has done a great job. :)
OK, I'm going to go to bed now, so maybe I can get in bed by 11...yeah right. Hopefully it'll be soon though. All this emotional stuff with jury duty has really worn me out today. I know to some people it would sound so stupid and trivial, but to me, it's terribly emotional and important. I've never been away from my kids for more than 4 hours, except when I had Seth and was in the hospital and Hannah was at home. Being gone all day would be so hard for me, and I don't know how it would affect them, and I don't WANT to know right now. Give them a few more years. Give me a few more years.
Tricia's here. :) I'm glad she made it. About 2 1/2 minutes after she got here last night, the bottom dropped out and there was torrential rain. She made it JUST before the huge red line got to us. She has been wonderful playing with my kids and reading to them. They love her so much. I do too. :)
Seth has been dry and clean in underwear for two days! I'm so proud of him! He wears a pull-up at night, and has for the last two days during naps, but he doesn't need them then. He has been dry after naps for these two days too. He was VERY resistant yesterday after he'd had on his underwear for a few minutes. I think it scared him that he'd have to be so in control of himself. Then he realized he had already been in control, and just went with it. He has done a great job. :)
OK, I'm going to go to bed now, so maybe I can get in bed by 11...yeah right. Hopefully it'll be soon though. All this emotional stuff with jury duty has really worn me out today. I know to some people it would sound so stupid and trivial, but to me, it's terribly emotional and important. I've never been away from my kids for more than 4 hours, except when I had Seth and was in the hospital and Hannah was at home. Being gone all day would be so hard for me, and I don't know how it would affect them, and I don't WANT to know right now. Give them a few more years. Give me a few more years.
Thursday, February 24, 2011
Today
There's nothing I like better than awaiting a great friend to roll in this evening, along with severe storms. OK, so maybe I could do without the last part. Tricia is coming TONIGHT!!! I know she won't be here long, and I know she has a lot of people to see while she's here, but at least we'll get a little time. It seems like when Tricia visits we have bad storms threats. They're actually supposed to be happening as she gets here. I hope she hurries...well, not to the point of a ticket though. I have the tornado closet cleaned out and ready. Water, batteries, candles, flashlights, pillows, sleeping bags, even our tent, just in case. Not that we could pitch a tent in the closet, but if the closet were the only thing left on our house (yeah, right), then we'd have something in which we could sleep. I mean, really, have we ever known of a house that was hit by a tornado where the only thing left was the closet under the stairs? No? Didn't think so. Usually when a house is hit, a house is HIT. Of course, as I'm thinking of this, I'm remembering where Tricia was in the tornadoes a few years ago, and how the wall and ceiling were gone around her, but the shower wall was still in tact. Her purse was thrown hundreds of feet away, when it had only been about 15 feet from her. I guess we'll keep the tent in the closet. Our weather radio is going to be in there with us, and the regular radio, with batteries, to listen to the forecast, if the power goes out. Here's one of my fears. The power goes out and we have to light the candles. Doesn't seem like a big deal, right? Yeah, except my kids are petrified of fire and candles. Hopefully they'll realize they can either sit in the complete darkness, or have the candles lit. Pretty sure I know which one they'll choose.
They're "napping" now. Hannah just got up after being in her bed for one hour (reading for 20 min. of it), and expected to come down because her nap was over. I literally told her, "Not a chance, Hannah. Go back to bed." She's laying down again. Seth is coughing, although I'm not sure why. His nose has been running, and he has drainage because he coughs when he lays down. I'm pretty sure neither of them have slept at all. That'll be fun if we're up late because of tornadoes tonight. Maybe they'll actually sleep in the closet though, if they're tired enough. That would be convenient.
Remember Coyote Blues? It was so great! I got tilapia with jumbo crab chipotle cream sauce on top. Dusty got a filet with a blue corn crepe filled with vegetables, and with a crushed tortilla crusted relleno filled with meat and cheese. It was so good! Then we got fried ice cream for dessert. If you're in any of the four places it's open (here or places in Louisiana), GO! I would highly recommend the Jackson one!
Guess what! Seth was in UNDERWEAR all morning this morning! He got underwear yesterday because he had almost filled up his whole sheet of stickers. He filled up his sheet today, so he got to wear underwear! This whole thing started on Saturday, and he hasn't had any accidents at all since Saturday morning, except for naps and night. I'm so proud of him!! He's not even 2 1/2 yet, and everyone says that boys are harder than girls! OK, I'm going to go take advantage of the rest of the 3 minutes they're in bed.
5 hours til Tricia!
They're "napping" now. Hannah just got up after being in her bed for one hour (reading for 20 min. of it), and expected to come down because her nap was over. I literally told her, "Not a chance, Hannah. Go back to bed." She's laying down again. Seth is coughing, although I'm not sure why. His nose has been running, and he has drainage because he coughs when he lays down. I'm pretty sure neither of them have slept at all. That'll be fun if we're up late because of tornadoes tonight. Maybe they'll actually sleep in the closet though, if they're tired enough. That would be convenient.
Remember Coyote Blues? It was so great! I got tilapia with jumbo crab chipotle cream sauce on top. Dusty got a filet with a blue corn crepe filled with vegetables, and with a crushed tortilla crusted relleno filled with meat and cheese. It was so good! Then we got fried ice cream for dessert. If you're in any of the four places it's open (here or places in Louisiana), GO! I would highly recommend the Jackson one!
Guess what! Seth was in UNDERWEAR all morning this morning! He got underwear yesterday because he had almost filled up his whole sheet of stickers. He filled up his sheet today, so he got to wear underwear! This whole thing started on Saturday, and he hasn't had any accidents at all since Saturday morning, except for naps and night. I'm so proud of him!! He's not even 2 1/2 yet, and everyone says that boys are harder than girls! OK, I'm going to go take advantage of the rest of the 3 minutes they're in bed.
5 hours til Tricia!
Tuesday, February 22, 2011
Soooo...
I think I should probably allow my children to visit other people's homes without me more often. Hannah is now four, and she has been to someone else's house exactly two times, as of today, without me for a play date. Today's happened because one of my piano students has a little sister who turned four today. Usually she's at gymnastics when piano lessons happen, but since it was her birthday she did not go. The mother invited my kids over, just around the corner, for the 30 minutes of the lesson. I quite reluctantly let them go trying to make excuses, "Oh, Seth is snuffy, he might be getting a cold..." "OK, just for the 30 minutes, and you'll bring them back when you come to pick up your daughter?" "OK, well, see you in 30 minutes." 30 minutes. 30 minutes. 30 minutes. I feel like I said it 500 times. I was completely distracted during the lesson! This student was out last week for PNEUMONIA!!! What if her house is infected? They're going to forget their sunglasses. Oh, and their gloves. Oh! Their hats! Why didn't I just strip them naked and send them on their way, just to be sure they wouldn't leave anything behind there. I hope Seth doesn't have to use the bathroom there because I'm sure she doesn't know anything about taking boys to the bathroom. OH, I really hope Hannah doesn't have to because she'll do it all herself, and then not wash her hands right. Holy Helicopter Mom! Maybe I hover a little too much. It literally gave me a headache. I had to take Advil after my last student. I think I may be a bit controlling. Ya think?
On another note, we went to eat at a restaurant called Coyote Blues for my birthday dinner, did I mention that? Pretty sub-par. Anyway, I emailed them letting them know I was sorely disappointed, but in much more words than just those two, and that we couldn't afford to come there again to potentially be disappointed AGAIN. The owner emailed me VERY quickly afterward and asked if they could try and redeem themselves because they are a new restaurant and can't afford for customers to have visits like that. WOO!! We're going back tomorrow night for a meal and he's paying! Really though, I'm glad because I really felt like we didn't get anywhere near our money's worth out of that experience.
T minus 2 days and Tricia will be here. :)
On another note, we went to eat at a restaurant called Coyote Blues for my birthday dinner, did I mention that? Pretty sub-par. Anyway, I emailed them letting them know I was sorely disappointed, but in much more words than just those two, and that we couldn't afford to come there again to potentially be disappointed AGAIN. The owner emailed me VERY quickly afterward and asked if they could try and redeem themselves because they are a new restaurant and can't afford for customers to have visits like that. WOO!! We're going back tomorrow night for a meal and he's paying! Really though, I'm glad because I really felt like we didn't get anywhere near our money's worth out of that experience.
T minus 2 days and Tricia will be here. :)
Saturday, February 19, 2011
Great Weekend
I have had a wonderful weekend! I think I need to have my husband home all the time. I have gotten so much done today because I had yesterday to be restful and tomorrow to be restful, so I felt I could take advantage of today and do a lot of stuff that needed to be done. Of course, I did dishes and clothes, but they always need to be done. We cleaned out part of the garage today, and went through some stuff. OK, so maybe I didn't do a ton of stuff. OH, I cleaned the bathrooms downstairs, too. Tonight Dusty's parents came over for supper, only they had to come late because Tom was spraying. I made mini meatball sandwiches, mashed potatoes (with my new hand mixer Dusty got me for my birthday), green beans, and yeast rolls. I found a recipe for yeast rolls, and I wasn't making my bread tonight, so I knew they were the next best thing, in my opinion. There was a commenter on the recipe that said they did half in rolls, half for monkey bread, so I did something similar, and made three mini bundt cakes full of monkey bread. I don't have a big bundt pan. The rolls turned out great, but the monkey bread was fabulous! I could eat that every day for every meal. I made a powdered sugar, milk and vanilla icing to pour on it, and it was so good. Tom thought so too. Jayne loved the sandwich, but Tom loved the desserts (he had a snickerdoodle cupcake too). The kids got to play with them briefly, and were VERY excited about it. I guess we need to have company more often because Hannah was running laps around the living room before they came, and then laps around the downstairs when they got here. When they walked in Seth said hi, and continued to finish his puzzle for the next 10 minutes. What a vast difference between personalities. I wonder who takes after me...
Yesterday was a wonderful day. Dusty made me a ham, egg, and cheese sandwich for breakfast. Then we went to his work to drop off bread and eggs to some coworkers. We had Thai Cafe for lunch, a very much needed resting during the kids' naps, and then we went to Kohl's and I got three shirts on clearance ($12.31 for 3 shirts!), then a place called Coyote Blues. It wasn't as great as we had hoped. Apparently it's usually really good. Dusty had been there once before with coworkers for a meeting, and he couldn't stop talking about it. He was disappointed that the food wasn't as great, but the company couldn't have been beat, so I wasn't upset about it at all. The kids were fantastic, and so excited that it was my birthday. It was one of the best birthdays I can remember. :)
In other exciting news, I think Seth is on the brink of being potty trained! HOORAY!!! He went every single time today, except once when he was outside playing. He had three...um...major trips (Major Trips *salute*), and probably 7 minor ones. I was so impressed!! He is right now wearing a Princess Pull-up. In hindsight, I remember now that I didn't put Hannah in Pull-Ups for bed because they don't absorb well...guess we'll find out tomorrow. Yes, I did say Princess Pull-Up. He has an older sister who had leftover pull ups. What do you want from me? I'm frugal! Anyway, he has done exceptionally well today! It was almost like a switch flipped. Actually, it started flipping last Sunday when Dusty changed Seth's diaper, wrapped it up, and put it on his chest so he'd have to smell it while he put on his new diaper. Mean? I thought so at first, but now I think it's not really. I have to smell it every time I change it. Before Seth just had a free ride with nothing to smell and nothing to do. Then Seth had to carry his own diaper to the garage door and throw it out. I think that's pretty fair! I have adopted these tactics, with my own minor adjustments. Seth has low-gag, so Dusty knew if he had to see it and smell it that he wouldn't go in his diaper anymore. Genius! I started putting the diaper next to his head while putting on the new one, and then having him carry the dirty one to the garage. I think Dusty figured it out! I never would've thought of doing that because it just doesn't bother me that badly. It takes one with low-gag to think of tactics to push another with low-gag. :) We'll see if he continues his trend tomorrow. He's also not been sucking his fingers at night as much.
Oh my word! He really is turning into a little boy! Today he fell and busted his lip while play-running away from Hannah riding a tricycle. She caught his heel and he tripped. He cried, got hugged, then VERY quickly got down and said he was ready to go back outside again. Wait! He's not supposed to be big yet! (Although I will be happy when the whole diaper thing is behind us...behind us...wah wah.)
Our sweet girl keeps getting up and quietly coming downstairs to play her game while letting us sleep. Today she was up an HOUR before we got up! AN HOUR!! Needless to say, she didn't play her game anymore after that today, but what barely 4 year old will sit quietly and do something for an hour being considerate and letting her parents sleep? I'm just glad she had something to snack on though. She doesn't do well being hungry (again...whose daughter?). OK, speaking of sleep, I'm going. I just hit a wall and am fading fast. Good night. :)
Yesterday was a wonderful day. Dusty made me a ham, egg, and cheese sandwich for breakfast. Then we went to his work to drop off bread and eggs to some coworkers. We had Thai Cafe for lunch, a very much needed resting during the kids' naps, and then we went to Kohl's and I got three shirts on clearance ($12.31 for 3 shirts!), then a place called Coyote Blues. It wasn't as great as we had hoped. Apparently it's usually really good. Dusty had been there once before with coworkers for a meeting, and he couldn't stop talking about it. He was disappointed that the food wasn't as great, but the company couldn't have been beat, so I wasn't upset about it at all. The kids were fantastic, and so excited that it was my birthday. It was one of the best birthdays I can remember. :)
In other exciting news, I think Seth is on the brink of being potty trained! HOORAY!!! He went every single time today, except once when he was outside playing. He had three...um...major trips (Major Trips *salute*), and probably 7 minor ones. I was so impressed!! He is right now wearing a Princess Pull-up. In hindsight, I remember now that I didn't put Hannah in Pull-Ups for bed because they don't absorb well...guess we'll find out tomorrow. Yes, I did say Princess Pull-Up. He has an older sister who had leftover pull ups. What do you want from me? I'm frugal! Anyway, he has done exceptionally well today! It was almost like a switch flipped. Actually, it started flipping last Sunday when Dusty changed Seth's diaper, wrapped it up, and put it on his chest so he'd have to smell it while he put on his new diaper. Mean? I thought so at first, but now I think it's not really. I have to smell it every time I change it. Before Seth just had a free ride with nothing to smell and nothing to do. Then Seth had to carry his own diaper to the garage door and throw it out. I think that's pretty fair! I have adopted these tactics, with my own minor adjustments. Seth has low-gag, so Dusty knew if he had to see it and smell it that he wouldn't go in his diaper anymore. Genius! I started putting the diaper next to his head while putting on the new one, and then having him carry the dirty one to the garage. I think Dusty figured it out! I never would've thought of doing that because it just doesn't bother me that badly. It takes one with low-gag to think of tactics to push another with low-gag. :) We'll see if he continues his trend tomorrow. He's also not been sucking his fingers at night as much.
Oh my word! He really is turning into a little boy! Today he fell and busted his lip while play-running away from Hannah riding a tricycle. She caught his heel and he tripped. He cried, got hugged, then VERY quickly got down and said he was ready to go back outside again. Wait! He's not supposed to be big yet! (Although I will be happy when the whole diaper thing is behind us...behind us...wah wah.)
Our sweet girl keeps getting up and quietly coming downstairs to play her game while letting us sleep. Today she was up an HOUR before we got up! AN HOUR!! Needless to say, she didn't play her game anymore after that today, but what barely 4 year old will sit quietly and do something for an hour being considerate and letting her parents sleep? I'm just glad she had something to snack on though. She doesn't do well being hungry (again...whose daughter?). OK, speaking of sleep, I'm going. I just hit a wall and am fading fast. Good night. :)
Thursday, February 17, 2011
Guess what tomorrow is...
My dad's birthday! And my birthday! HOORAY!!
I love birthdays. I've passed that onto Hannah, who is super excited about helping Dusty make me breakfast tomorrow. She's always up earlier than we are anyway. She got a Leapster Explorer for Christmas, and she sits in the living room and plays her video game until we get up. It's only 15 minutes or so, but she's excited to be independent. Since Valentine's Day I've been leaving her notes with her video game. Yesterday I left her the same note I'd left the day before. She usually reads them to me when I come out of the bedroom. Yesterday she didn't. Today she did. She said, "Mommy, why did you do this?" I said, "You don't want me to write notes anymore." She said, "No, just different words on it!" It cracked me up.
I'm looking forward to a great day with my family eating some great cupcakes I made tonight. They're snickerdoodle cupcakes with cinnamon buttercream frosting. I didn't think they sounded as great as they actually are! I LOVE them! Right, and good night.
I love birthdays. I've passed that onto Hannah, who is super excited about helping Dusty make me breakfast tomorrow. She's always up earlier than we are anyway. She got a Leapster Explorer for Christmas, and she sits in the living room and plays her video game until we get up. It's only 15 minutes or so, but she's excited to be independent. Since Valentine's Day I've been leaving her notes with her video game. Yesterday I left her the same note I'd left the day before. She usually reads them to me when I come out of the bedroom. Yesterday she didn't. Today she did. She said, "Mommy, why did you do this?" I said, "You don't want me to write notes anymore." She said, "No, just different words on it!" It cracked me up.
I'm looking forward to a great day with my family eating some great cupcakes I made tonight. They're snickerdoodle cupcakes with cinnamon buttercream frosting. I didn't think they sounded as great as they actually are! I LOVE them! Right, and good night.
Tuesday, February 15, 2011
Two in one day after a 6 day dry spell...
I know you're overwhelmed, right?
So what am I going to do for my birthday? Now the cook out isn't happening because it's my birthday and because other people can't come, I think, so we're back to square one. Now I'm not even sure if I want to leave my kids anywhere because Hannah and, consequently, Seth, LOVE birthdays. I'd hate to take them out of it. Thing is, I love birthdays too. I just don't know. I'm so tired of being indecisive. I'm certain that my indecisiveness comes from trying to make decisions to benefit all, and not really caring if it's going to benefit me much.
I haven't been as irritable from the steroids today. I think that they didn't effect me as much today as they did on the initial day. I only have 4 days left of them. Yea! Oh man, I just remembered I was supposed to pick my memory verse today for the Beth Moore scripture memorization thing. I guess I'll pick it tomorrow. It's pretty close to the 15th anyway.
I'm wanting to make something new for my birthday "cake." I'll let you know later, if it comes to fruition. It's still cake, only a little altered. Hopefully it'll work, and I can get the energy to do it. So now I'm going to sleep, so I can get even more energy for tomorrow. I feel like I need to find an energy pack hidden somewhere behind some question mark, or in tinkly green ball form after killing a flying enemy or something. Yeah, I'm weird.
So what am I going to do for my birthday? Now the cook out isn't happening because it's my birthday and because other people can't come, I think, so we're back to square one. Now I'm not even sure if I want to leave my kids anywhere because Hannah and, consequently, Seth, LOVE birthdays. I'd hate to take them out of it. Thing is, I love birthdays too. I just don't know. I'm so tired of being indecisive. I'm certain that my indecisiveness comes from trying to make decisions to benefit all, and not really caring if it's going to benefit me much.
I haven't been as irritable from the steroids today. I think that they didn't effect me as much today as they did on the initial day. I only have 4 days left of them. Yea! Oh man, I just remembered I was supposed to pick my memory verse today for the Beth Moore scripture memorization thing. I guess I'll pick it tomorrow. It's pretty close to the 15th anyway.
I'm wanting to make something new for my birthday "cake." I'll let you know later, if it comes to fruition. It's still cake, only a little altered. Hopefully it'll work, and I can get the energy to do it. So now I'm going to sleep, so I can get even more energy for tomorrow. I feel like I need to find an energy pack hidden somewhere behind some question mark, or in tinkly green ball form after killing a flying enemy or something. Yeah, I'm weird.
Wow, it has already been almost a week.
So I have an ear infection. I've been struggling with some pressure and pain in my left ear, which I may or may not have discussed here. It has been going on for a couple of weeks now, and I finally went to the doctor on Saturday night. I couldn't get my prescriptions filled until Sunday. I have an antibiotic and steroid. Let me just comment on the steroid. The pharmacy intern that gave it to me said that it might cause some random things and irritability. Wow, what an understatement. Being a naturally impatient and irritable person, increasing my irritability a fraction actually increases it exponentially. I'm thinking that this whole infection thing may be the reason for my lack of energy, coldness, and increased frustration. Well, "hoping" is maybe a better word than "thinking." So, seeing how the steroid affected me yesterday I've already started making supper for tonight. I know that when the time comes to make supper, that I won't be able to focus, much less make a decision. Also, I have two piano lessons today (one girl has a birthday today and didn't want to have piano on her birthday, the other has canceled for Tuesday until May. She now comes on Wednesday). These two lessons are my latest ones, so it would really prevent me from cooking. Now it'll be ready before my lessons are over, so if the kids are hungry, then they can eat.
All of our snow is gone now. Being in the 60's for several days in a row will do that for you. Now it's soggy outside, but nice. I got Dusty's tiller fixed for him for Valentine's Day. I'm a hopeless romantic, what can I say. I think that's, subconsciously, why I haven't posted since last Wednesday. I actually thought several times that I should post on my blog that I was awaiting the tiller for Dusty, or that he was surprised at all the room on that side of the garage and I was sure he knew it was gone, or that he couldn't understand my lack of excitement when he said he had made even more room on that side of the garage...anyway.... Wednesday was the day I decided to do that, and I can NOT keep secrets of things I'm doing for other people. I called a guy to quote me a price. I called my mother-in-law to see if it was a good price, and she said, "Not when you can get it done for free!" So she talked to my father-in-law who came out two hours later with his truck, and the boyfriend of Dusty's sister and picked it up. He welded it, and then they brought it back yesterday afternoon, and it was waiting on Dusty when he got home. My father-in-law painted the welded spot and everything. Dusty was really happy. :) I got scraping spatulas and a spoonula, heart measuring spoons and some candy. He also got me some silicon cupcake cups, but they're not going to be delivered for over a month because amazon can be ridiculous sometimes. It was a good day until I couldn't figure out what to make for supper that sounded good and new. We wound up with cold take out from Olive Garden and screaming kids because they hate candles. Literally, incessant LOUD crying and wailing. They were not to be reasoned with. Even when I sent Seth to his room. I wasn't in the frame of mind to make things fine with them and the candles. I'm just going to have to expose them without them knowing, and then point out that the candle has been lit for X number of minutes/hours and they had no idea. So, the moral of the story is, go to the doctor BEFORE two days before Valentine's Day, to get treated before, or don't take the steroids. Also, plan for Valentine's Day supper before Valentine's Day.
In other news, we had 6 couples in our Sunday school class last Sunday. Far cry from a month ago, and for about 9 months before then when we only had 2 couples, one of which was us (with various visitors interspersed that never stuck around more than 2 or 3 weeks). I'm not figuring that at least one of the couples will remain in our class, but 5 is WAY better than 2. I think they (we) might be getting together on Friday, but I kind of wanted to go out with just Dusty for my birthday, which is also Friday. We had tentatively made plans to have one of the couples watch our kids on that day, but they started planning for everyone to come to their house for the get together, so I think it would be awkward if we dropped off our kids and left them with the Sunday school couples. Maybe I could find someone else...but then I'd have to pay them, and the budget money is already gone. Stupid having a birthday in the same week as Valentine's Day! Wouldn't have it any other way though, even if I could.
By the way, speaking of babysitters, yesterday I was telling Hannah that most couples go out alone, without their kids, for Valentine's Day. The kids usually stay with a babysitter. She gasped and said, "Are you going to do that tonight?" I said no, I was making supper at home, and even if we went to supper, we'd bring them with us. She slumped her shoulders and said, "Oh. I was hoping Mary would come and babysit us." Mary, guess you're nominated! :)
Oh, and Tricia, I did not get the hot chocolate. There wasn't a large crowd, so I was called back very quickly. Score one for going on the Saturday night before Valentine's Day when EVERYONE and their grandmas were out to eat.
All of our snow is gone now. Being in the 60's for several days in a row will do that for you. Now it's soggy outside, but nice. I got Dusty's tiller fixed for him for Valentine's Day. I'm a hopeless romantic, what can I say. I think that's, subconsciously, why I haven't posted since last Wednesday. I actually thought several times that I should post on my blog that I was awaiting the tiller for Dusty, or that he was surprised at all the room on that side of the garage and I was sure he knew it was gone, or that he couldn't understand my lack of excitement when he said he had made even more room on that side of the garage...anyway.... Wednesday was the day I decided to do that, and I can NOT keep secrets of things I'm doing for other people. I called a guy to quote me a price. I called my mother-in-law to see if it was a good price, and she said, "Not when you can get it done for free!" So she talked to my father-in-law who came out two hours later with his truck, and the boyfriend of Dusty's sister and picked it up. He welded it, and then they brought it back yesterday afternoon, and it was waiting on Dusty when he got home. My father-in-law painted the welded spot and everything. Dusty was really happy. :) I got scraping spatulas and a spoonula, heart measuring spoons and some candy. He also got me some silicon cupcake cups, but they're not going to be delivered for over a month because amazon can be ridiculous sometimes. It was a good day until I couldn't figure out what to make for supper that sounded good and new. We wound up with cold take out from Olive Garden and screaming kids because they hate candles. Literally, incessant LOUD crying and wailing. They were not to be reasoned with. Even when I sent Seth to his room. I wasn't in the frame of mind to make things fine with them and the candles. I'm just going to have to expose them without them knowing, and then point out that the candle has been lit for X number of minutes/hours and they had no idea. So, the moral of the story is, go to the doctor BEFORE two days before Valentine's Day, to get treated before, or don't take the steroids. Also, plan for Valentine's Day supper before Valentine's Day.
In other news, we had 6 couples in our Sunday school class last Sunday. Far cry from a month ago, and for about 9 months before then when we only had 2 couples, one of which was us (with various visitors interspersed that never stuck around more than 2 or 3 weeks). I'm not figuring that at least one of the couples will remain in our class, but 5 is WAY better than 2. I think they (we) might be getting together on Friday, but I kind of wanted to go out with just Dusty for my birthday, which is also Friday. We had tentatively made plans to have one of the couples watch our kids on that day, but they started planning for everyone to come to their house for the get together, so I think it would be awkward if we dropped off our kids and left them with the Sunday school couples. Maybe I could find someone else...but then I'd have to pay them, and the budget money is already gone. Stupid having a birthday in the same week as Valentine's Day! Wouldn't have it any other way though, even if I could.
By the way, speaking of babysitters, yesterday I was telling Hannah that most couples go out alone, without their kids, for Valentine's Day. The kids usually stay with a babysitter. She gasped and said, "Are you going to do that tonight?" I said no, I was making supper at home, and even if we went to supper, we'd bring them with us. She slumped her shoulders and said, "Oh. I was hoping Mary would come and babysit us." Mary, guess you're nominated! :)
Oh, and Tricia, I did not get the hot chocolate. There wasn't a large crowd, so I was called back very quickly. Score one for going on the Saturday night before Valentine's Day when EVERYONE and their grandmas were out to eat.
Saturday, February 12, 2011
Better
Well, I made three pizzas last night for some company we had. We had over some people from our Sunday school class. I had also made some red velvet cupcakes with cream cheese icing and cherry cheesecake cupcakes. It was a good time. I enjoyed talking to someone over the age of 4. The kids enjoyed playing, although Hannah wanted to play only what SHE wanted to play, which was babies upstairs in her room. She got over it though and just played.
Tonight I went to a convenient care physician's place. My ear has been hurting off and on for a couple of weeks, and it started after I'd had a cold and a bunch of congestion for a couple of weeks. Turns out I do have a lot of fluid in that ear, and he said I had a combo ear and sinus infection. I have a prescription for a Z-pack and a steroid. I wasn't able to get them filled tonight because I went in so late to the doctor, so the pharmacy was closed, but I'll get it done tomorrow. I've dealt with it for a long time already, so another half a day isn't a big deal. The worst part of the whole thing is something that happened to Hannah. This place has an awesome play place and a small movie theater in it, so we like to take our kids there if we go. They love it. Hannah and Seth were playing and there was another little girl in there playing, too. Dusty was keeping Hannah away from the girl because she'd been coughing. Dusty came to talk to me for a second, and the girl went right up to Hannah and started talking to her. As Dusty walked back in the girl coughed RIGHT in Hannah's face. She grimaced/smiled and looked at Dusty, and wiped her face with her hand. Yeah, it was projectile spittle. Fortunately, I had JUST given Dusty some spray Germ-X and some in a little bottle. He ushered them both out of the room to the movie theater (where another boy was hacking). He sprayed the stuff in his hands and wiped it on her face. Needless to say, she got a VERY thorough bath. I asked the doctor that saw me if he could call me and tell me if I needed to watch out for something with her. This girl had a rash all over her mouth too. I have no idea what she had. I guess I'll find out in a week or so. Hopefully she won't be sick on my birthday (Friday). I'd hate for her not to get to celebrate. Birthdays are her favorites. I'll just medicate her, if she is. :) Also, I'm pretty sure they'll never go back to that place, unless there's no other option.
Speaking of birthdays, I got two cookbooks in the mail yesterday from Becky. :) She got me a Taste of Home cookbook, which is fantastic because I LOVE LOVE Taste of Home and it's so hard to deal with all the magazines. Also, she got me the Pioneer Woman cookbook! I LOVE Pioneer Woman!!! She has a blog and she's hilarious, and her cookbook is equally hilarious and so great. I can't wait to cook stuff! What awesome presents. Those couldn't have been better.
The kids got to play in the snow this morning before it all melted away. They got out their pool stuff and dug in the snow. Dusty did some maintenance on his car while we were outside. Whew...
...my brain has officially kicked into neutral. Until next time...
Tonight I went to a convenient care physician's place. My ear has been hurting off and on for a couple of weeks, and it started after I'd had a cold and a bunch of congestion for a couple of weeks. Turns out I do have a lot of fluid in that ear, and he said I had a combo ear and sinus infection. I have a prescription for a Z-pack and a steroid. I wasn't able to get them filled tonight because I went in so late to the doctor, so the pharmacy was closed, but I'll get it done tomorrow. I've dealt with it for a long time already, so another half a day isn't a big deal. The worst part of the whole thing is something that happened to Hannah. This place has an awesome play place and a small movie theater in it, so we like to take our kids there if we go. They love it. Hannah and Seth were playing and there was another little girl in there playing, too. Dusty was keeping Hannah away from the girl because she'd been coughing. Dusty came to talk to me for a second, and the girl went right up to Hannah and started talking to her. As Dusty walked back in the girl coughed RIGHT in Hannah's face. She grimaced/smiled and looked at Dusty, and wiped her face with her hand. Yeah, it was projectile spittle. Fortunately, I had JUST given Dusty some spray Germ-X and some in a little bottle. He ushered them both out of the room to the movie theater (where another boy was hacking). He sprayed the stuff in his hands and wiped it on her face. Needless to say, she got a VERY thorough bath. I asked the doctor that saw me if he could call me and tell me if I needed to watch out for something with her. This girl had a rash all over her mouth too. I have no idea what she had. I guess I'll find out in a week or so. Hopefully she won't be sick on my birthday (Friday). I'd hate for her not to get to celebrate. Birthdays are her favorites. I'll just medicate her, if she is. :) Also, I'm pretty sure they'll never go back to that place, unless there's no other option.
Speaking of birthdays, I got two cookbooks in the mail yesterday from Becky. :) She got me a Taste of Home cookbook, which is fantastic because I LOVE LOVE Taste of Home and it's so hard to deal with all the magazines. Also, she got me the Pioneer Woman cookbook! I LOVE Pioneer Woman!!! She has a blog and she's hilarious, and her cookbook is equally hilarious and so great. I can't wait to cook stuff! What awesome presents. Those couldn't have been better.
The kids got to play in the snow this morning before it all melted away. They got out their pool stuff and dug in the snow. Dusty did some maintenance on his car while we were outside. Whew...
...my brain has officially kicked into neutral. Until next time...
Thursday, February 10, 2011
Full of negativity. Read at your own risk.
I find no humor in myself. I just knocked down two Christmas tins that were sitting on the stairs and made the most horrendous noise, while my two children are going to sleep/sleeping. Did I laugh? No. Not in the least. Actually, it made me so angry with the whole situation...not myself, mind you, but with the fact that the tins were still there and that there's so much crap on our stairs that I couldn't help but knock them down. If someone else had done it, it would've been hilarious. Someone else kicks something or falls: hilarious. Me: death sentence for anyone that laughs. Is it pride? Maybe, but I just do not find humor in my failings. I never have, and the outlook is not promising for the future.
I am extremely angry. I have been underneath it all for a few days now. I don't know why. I don't really care. I'm just angry, and there's nothing that has happened currently that can fix it. Aren't you glad you're not me?
I am extremely angry. I have been underneath it all for a few days now. I don't know why. I don't really care. I'm just angry, and there's nothing that has happened currently that can fix it. Aren't you glad you're not me?
Wednesday, February 9, 2011
In Conclusion
I think we've decided that being able to study the Word and spend time in prayer with every free moment would not be a bad thing. Understood. Neglecting your responsibilities is not ok to do said studying. Got it. Bringing in family members to add to the worship experience and disciple and learn together is even better. OK. So, I guess we've solved all the world's problems. What's next?
It's snowing again! I feel like I'm in Peoria! I mean, it even "feels like" 5 outside! Our heat hasn't kicked off for hours! Yes! Peoria it is! Dusty got to come home an hour and a half early from work today because the roads were getting pretty slick. This is where we're not Peoria. People still tailgate like MAD, there are no plows to plow anything but main highways and thoroughfares., so traveling is do-so-at-your-own-risk because others will we out that have no idea how to drive. Also, it'll be 54 on Sunday. Our snow may stay through tomorrow, but it'll mostly be gone on Friday, and definitely by Saturday. Sad, squishy day.
I'm about to make a red velvet cake, tomorrow, for Valentine's Day. I'm going to make a few cupcakes for us, and then a cake for Dusty's boss and something for another guy at his work that wants to buy it. Whoa, my eyes just didn't want to open back up from that blink. I've started knitting, and I've knitted my second thing now. (These two things do relate, the eyes and the knitting. Focusing on the knitting makes my eyes tired.) It's just a washcloth using up the remainder of the yarn from Hannah's scarf, but I tried using a purl stitch instead of just a knit stitch. I created a washcloth that should have two hearts at the top, then two intertwined rings, and then one heart at the bottom. It should look like that, but I used variegated yarn, and I'm not good at knitting, so it doesn't really look that great. I've never been an idiot before. Pretty sure I'm an idiot at knitting. Who knew knitting was hard?!? I didn't! I thought it would be a breeze, like cross-stitching. Nope. No breeze.
Hmmm...I better make extra cakes for the kids to decorate. Just thought about that. They love decorating, and I let them each decorate a heart cake last year. They loved it. I need to do that again. Note to self.
OH, tonight Hannah was playing on this bouncing toy that she and Seth each got for Christmas. It's one of those hopper things where you hold the handle, put your legs out in front and jump and it bounces under you. Well, these have a cover on them that makes them look like a dog. These dogs are named Charky. Apparently that's the dog's name that is Curious George's friend. Seth named them. Anyway, Hannah was bouncing and kind of rolled off of it. Well, I said, "Charky! Calm down! Don't buck off Hannah!" She smacked the dog on the mouth and said to me, "It's ok. I smacked the snot out of him." AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! (Sorry, Tricia) HAHAHAHAHAHAHA! I laughed so hard! This is exactly what she was told to do by me and my father-in-law to his new dog, Booker. Booker's a puppy, so he nips, and Tom told her to smack the snot out of him if he tries to bite her. I'm glad he and I are in agreement in how to handle animals. Gentle persuasion. :) Wonder where I learned that...The kids were also barking again tonight and having me pretend to throw water on them. It still makes me laugh. OK, that's your evening report. And good night.
It's snowing again! I feel like I'm in Peoria! I mean, it even "feels like" 5 outside! Our heat hasn't kicked off for hours! Yes! Peoria it is! Dusty got to come home an hour and a half early from work today because the roads were getting pretty slick. This is where we're not Peoria. People still tailgate like MAD, there are no plows to plow anything but main highways and thoroughfares., so traveling is do-so-at-your-own-risk because others will we out that have no idea how to drive. Also, it'll be 54 on Sunday. Our snow may stay through tomorrow, but it'll mostly be gone on Friday, and definitely by Saturday. Sad, squishy day.
I'm about to make a red velvet cake, tomorrow, for Valentine's Day. I'm going to make a few cupcakes for us, and then a cake for Dusty's boss and something for another guy at his work that wants to buy it. Whoa, my eyes just didn't want to open back up from that blink. I've started knitting, and I've knitted my second thing now. (These two things do relate, the eyes and the knitting. Focusing on the knitting makes my eyes tired.) It's just a washcloth using up the remainder of the yarn from Hannah's scarf, but I tried using a purl stitch instead of just a knit stitch. I created a washcloth that should have two hearts at the top, then two intertwined rings, and then one heart at the bottom. It should look like that, but I used variegated yarn, and I'm not good at knitting, so it doesn't really look that great. I've never been an idiot before. Pretty sure I'm an idiot at knitting. Who knew knitting was hard?!? I didn't! I thought it would be a breeze, like cross-stitching. Nope. No breeze.
Hmmm...I better make extra cakes for the kids to decorate. Just thought about that. They love decorating, and I let them each decorate a heart cake last year. They loved it. I need to do that again. Note to self.
OH, tonight Hannah was playing on this bouncing toy that she and Seth each got for Christmas. It's one of those hopper things where you hold the handle, put your legs out in front and jump and it bounces under you. Well, these have a cover on them that makes them look like a dog. These dogs are named Charky. Apparently that's the dog's name that is Curious George's friend. Seth named them. Anyway, Hannah was bouncing and kind of rolled off of it. Well, I said, "Charky! Calm down! Don't buck off Hannah!" She smacked the dog on the mouth and said to me, "It's ok. I smacked the snot out of him." AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! (Sorry, Tricia) HAHAHAHAHAHAHA! I laughed so hard! This is exactly what she was told to do by me and my father-in-law to his new dog, Booker. Booker's a puppy, so he nips, and Tom told her to smack the snot out of him if he tries to bite her. I'm glad he and I are in agreement in how to handle animals. Gentle persuasion. :) Wonder where I learned that...The kids were also barking again tonight and having me pretend to throw water on them. It still makes me laugh. OK, that's your evening report. And good night.
Tuesday, February 8, 2011
Response to the Comments
Just so you know, this is speculation on my part. I am speculating that there is difficulty and speculating that there may be neglect. I am not, however, speculating on the amount of time spent, or the statements made by the man. I'm putting myself in the wife's position when it comes to emotions. I have never met the wife.
I, actually, like the idea of spending time together in Bible study. While I would desperately want to have time alone with my husband, maybe if we studied together and discussed it would provide that time alone that I would want, and bring an enhancement to that time. I have felt like if it were me, I'd feel all of the emotions that Tommy suggested. I would be very angry, jealous and neglected, if I weren't included.
I'm very thankful for the array of opinions presented. Dad, the verses you spoke of are verses that were in my mind when I was posting the last post.
This man has also said in the past that a woman would never leave a man that was grounded in God and His word. I agree with this statement, until I started taking it to the extreme to neglect.
I wish there were a conclusion here, and something definite to be said, but that's my categorizing Type A personality that desires that finality. Unfortunately, so many things don't Biblically fit into that stringent of rules. Dad, I fully agree with the moderation comment, and there again is another thing that doesn't fit into the black and white categories that I so desire. Maybe I should be grateful that God isn't an all or nothing God, and he does forgive us when we take the gray area a little further than we should have. Maybe I should also be grateful for the free will to choose how I interpret things. Maybe I should stop posting for now because I have a worsening headache, and I'm finding it difficult to focus.
I, actually, like the idea of spending time together in Bible study. While I would desperately want to have time alone with my husband, maybe if we studied together and discussed it would provide that time alone that I would want, and bring an enhancement to that time. I have felt like if it were me, I'd feel all of the emotions that Tommy suggested. I would be very angry, jealous and neglected, if I weren't included.
I'm very thankful for the array of opinions presented. Dad, the verses you spoke of are verses that were in my mind when I was posting the last post.
This man has also said in the past that a woman would never leave a man that was grounded in God and His word. I agree with this statement, until I started taking it to the extreme to neglect.
I wish there were a conclusion here, and something definite to be said, but that's my categorizing Type A personality that desires that finality. Unfortunately, so many things don't Biblically fit into that stringent of rules. Dad, I fully agree with the moderation comment, and there again is another thing that doesn't fit into the black and white categories that I so desire. Maybe I should be grateful that God isn't an all or nothing God, and he does forgive us when we take the gray area a little further than we should have. Maybe I should also be grateful for the free will to choose how I interpret things. Maybe I should stop posting for now because I have a worsening headache, and I'm finding it difficult to focus.
Opinions wanted.
I know a man who is telling me how full of the Spirit he is, how he can't get enough of reading the scriptures, and how he can't stop studying and praying. I know he has a day job and is busy a lot of nights. My question and curiosity is, if his wife feels neglected. If my husband were spending all of his free time in the Bible and praying, then I'm wondering how I'd feel. I'm sure I'd be glad he's getting so close to God and is so filled in the Spirit, but I'm pretty sure that I'd be a little jealous. I'm just wondering if there's a way to spend too much time with God when it's providing no time with your spouse. I don't know how God feels about this. I have nothing to compare this to except hobbies, so it's a little hard for me to decide how I'd be in this situation, but I wonder if it would be ok with me because my husband is becoming such Godly person and is so full with His words that I simply don't care that he isn't spending time with me. Anyone have any opinions about this? I know that God is to be first in your life, and if you don't love God with all you have and all you are, then you can't really love anyone else as well as you could. But what exactly is all you have and all you are? Is it every minute invested in studying, praying and reading, or is it living your life in a Godly manner, working through things with His help and using his words to make life what it is? I know the answer to that, but it's such a gray area, I think. Is it? What do you think?
One time at church (not our current church) Dusty and I were keeping the nursery. There was one little girl who wasn't a big talker yet. She cried from the moment she was left, til the moment she was picked up. Every question you asked her, she'd reply no. Do you want to ___? No. Do you want a toy? No. Do you want a drink? No. What's your name? No. Then Dusty started calling her No. It still makes me laugh. He brought it up the other day and it made me laugh, yet again. That was just a story for your amusement.
An extra side note: I need to start exercising again. I am not enthusiastic about this because it will require me to get up earlier or to give up the time in naps. I do not want to give up that time because if I exercised then, I would have to shower mid-day, which means reapplying makeup most days. I will not be doing that. I guess if I'm going to do it, it'll be first thing in the morning...which means I won't do it. Ugh...herein lies my problem.
One time at church (not our current church) Dusty and I were keeping the nursery. There was one little girl who wasn't a big talker yet. She cried from the moment she was left, til the moment she was picked up. Every question you asked her, she'd reply no. Do you want to ___? No. Do you want a toy? No. Do you want a drink? No. What's your name? No. Then Dusty started calling her No. It still makes me laugh. He brought it up the other day and it made me laugh, yet again. That was just a story for your amusement.
An extra side note: I need to start exercising again. I am not enthusiastic about this because it will require me to get up earlier or to give up the time in naps. I do not want to give up that time because if I exercised then, I would have to shower mid-day, which means reapplying makeup most days. I will not be doing that. I guess if I'm going to do it, it'll be first thing in the morning...which means I won't do it. Ugh...herein lies my problem.
Monday, February 7, 2011
And we're home
Excellent visit in Peoria this past weekend. Left 15 inches of snow and arrived to about 3 inches at our own house. The kids immediately went outside to play in the snow. Hannah was so excited she could make tracks in the snow. My dad couldn't figure out why she wouldn't walk in the tracks already made at their house. She's a trail blazer, that one! She wants to go her own route. No, really she just likes to walk in the untainted snow.
Tonight after baths Seth was laying in my arms and looked up at me and said, "Mommy, you have two nose handles like I do!" I didn't think I heard him correctly, but when I asked him to repeat it he knew he had said something totally different than what it's really called, so he wouldn't tell me again. He said, "Those places on your nose where you can put your finger." *Cough* my perfect children do not pick their noses.... Anyway, I explained they were really called nostrils, so now he knows the correct term. He will, most likely, ask me again tomorrow. He's not as good with that term memorization thing as Hannah is. That's all I'm going to say tonight, but I have more I want to say and get opinions on. I'll do that at another time. Ooooh, suspense! No, really, not a huge thing. Just want opinions. Annnnnnd...good night.
Tonight after baths Seth was laying in my arms and looked up at me and said, "Mommy, you have two nose handles like I do!" I didn't think I heard him correctly, but when I asked him to repeat it he knew he had said something totally different than what it's really called, so he wouldn't tell me again. He said, "Those places on your nose where you can put your finger." *Cough* my perfect children do not pick their noses.... Anyway, I explained they were really called nostrils, so now he knows the correct term. He will, most likely, ask me again tomorrow. He's not as good with that term memorization thing as Hannah is. That's all I'm going to say tonight, but I have more I want to say and get opinions on. I'll do that at another time. Ooooh, suspense! No, really, not a huge thing. Just want opinions. Annnnnnd...good night.
Saturday, February 5, 2011
Snow!
I have recently found out that my son's boots are not made for 15 inches of snow. They're more like rain boots than snow boots. Oh well, at least his feet aren't wet. They are slippery though, according to Seth. I'm not convinced that my boots are made for it either. The snow goes in the boots and down to my socks. Not the most pleasant of feelings. They do, however, enjoy swinging on the big swing in the tree in the snow.
Haven't been doing much to write home about (especially since I am home), so I don't have a lot to blog.
Oh, and I finished that book Messy Spirituality. I would recommend it because I believe it presents a perspective that a lot of Southern Baptist churches overlook. (Yes, Tommy, I agree about your thoughts on Michael Yaconelli). (Tricia, I can give you the book to read tomorrow. The guy that loaned it to me told me to pass it on when I emailed and told him I'd finished it. You can just give it back to my dad when you're done.)
Haven't been doing much to write home about (especially since I am home), so I don't have a lot to blog.
Oh, and I finished that book Messy Spirituality. I would recommend it because I believe it presents a perspective that a lot of Southern Baptist churches overlook. (Yes, Tommy, I agree about your thoughts on Michael Yaconelli). (Tricia, I can give you the book to read tomorrow. The guy that loaned it to me told me to pass it on when I emailed and told him I'd finished it. You can just give it back to my dad when you're done.)
Thursday, February 3, 2011
I haven't given up.
I will continue to post on here, just sometimes life gets a little slower with less events, and there's just nothing I feel I should post, or there's too much going on and I just can't put it in my fingers to type it all out.
I've learned something about myself recently. I like to look forward to things. I'm certain this is why I don't care for surprises. I mean I enjoy them, but I like looking forward to things more than I do being surprised with them. If I can look forward to something for a couple of weeks, then it's got a bunch of build up, which breeds happiness in me, and it makes me excited for weeks instead of just the short time it exists.
Another thing I've discovered about myself, I love to bake, and I think it's something I may be passionate about. This is a surprising thing for me because I don't have much of anything that I would consider a passion. Someone asked me this past week if I've always had an interest in baking, and I had to think about it. I have. When I was little I used to make these brownies that were in a children's cookbook. It was my trademark dessert. Also, when my mom would make pies and cobblers she'd let me help and make a smaller version of what she was making. I need to get one of those little pie pans. Although, I make more cakes than anything else. I have a little cake pan. I should let Hannah make a little cake with me sometime. In any case, I think that I'm starting to consider myself a baker.
My son should be napping right now, but he's so excited about events that are going to happen later this evening, that he can't sleep. Poor kid. He's going to be exhausted. It'll be a late night tonight too. Maybe he'll eventually fall asleep. Hmmm...doesn't sound like it though.
So speaking of that passion of baking...I wish I were baking something today. Bread doesn't really count for me. It's got to be something significant. Although, last night it wasn't baking, but it was some country ham and potato soup. I like to make things I've never made before. I hate getting in a rut of a pattern of recipes, which is really why I don't always know what to cook. I don't like to plan ahead of time always because I like to improvise. My mom doesn't like to do the same thing the same way twice, and I feel like I'm similar in that way. She's legitimate about it, but I'm teeter on the edge of being in a rut forever, but wishing I could bum myself out of it.
I'm reading a book called Messy Spirituality. It's a very interesting viewpoint on our spirituality and what's "spiritual" and what isn't. I really like the book because it brings about an insight that I've never really thought was "OK." Anyway, I'd recommend it. It's by Michael Yaconelli. A Sunday school teacher of ours recommended it to me.
On a completely unrelated note did you know that stirrup leggings are coming back in style? Whoa. Never thought I'd see that day!
http://gap.us/dEUeWN
Yeah. Not going there. Again...wait, not to the website, I mean to that style...never mind.
I've learned something about myself recently. I like to look forward to things. I'm certain this is why I don't care for surprises. I mean I enjoy them, but I like looking forward to things more than I do being surprised with them. If I can look forward to something for a couple of weeks, then it's got a bunch of build up, which breeds happiness in me, and it makes me excited for weeks instead of just the short time it exists.
Another thing I've discovered about myself, I love to bake, and I think it's something I may be passionate about. This is a surprising thing for me because I don't have much of anything that I would consider a passion. Someone asked me this past week if I've always had an interest in baking, and I had to think about it. I have. When I was little I used to make these brownies that were in a children's cookbook. It was my trademark dessert. Also, when my mom would make pies and cobblers she'd let me help and make a smaller version of what she was making. I need to get one of those little pie pans. Although, I make more cakes than anything else. I have a little cake pan. I should let Hannah make a little cake with me sometime. In any case, I think that I'm starting to consider myself a baker.
My son should be napping right now, but he's so excited about events that are going to happen later this evening, that he can't sleep. Poor kid. He's going to be exhausted. It'll be a late night tonight too. Maybe he'll eventually fall asleep. Hmmm...doesn't sound like it though.
So speaking of that passion of baking...I wish I were baking something today. Bread doesn't really count for me. It's got to be something significant. Although, last night it wasn't baking, but it was some country ham and potato soup. I like to make things I've never made before. I hate getting in a rut of a pattern of recipes, which is really why I don't always know what to cook. I don't like to plan ahead of time always because I like to improvise. My mom doesn't like to do the same thing the same way twice, and I feel like I'm similar in that way. She's legitimate about it, but I'm teeter on the edge of being in a rut forever, but wishing I could bum myself out of it.
I'm reading a book called Messy Spirituality. It's a very interesting viewpoint on our spirituality and what's "spiritual" and what isn't. I really like the book because it brings about an insight that I've never really thought was "OK." Anyway, I'd recommend it. It's by Michael Yaconelli. A Sunday school teacher of ours recommended it to me.
On a completely unrelated note did you know that stirrup leggings are coming back in style? Whoa. Never thought I'd see that day!
http://gap.us/dEUeWN
Yeah. Not going there. Again...wait, not to the website, I mean to that style...never mind.
Tuesday, February 1, 2011
Recap
So in the last 5 days my dad has been released early from the hospital, and has recovered significantly.
We went to my in-laws to visit for the morning and afternoon and expected to go to a birthday party that evening, only to be delayed by a cow that was in labor. I wanted to wait around and see it, but it turned out they needed my help birthing it. So I helped birth a calf. I helped my parents-in-law put the cow in the break (a contraption that holds the cow's head so they can't go forward or backward or lay down), try and put chains on the calf's feet to hook a come-along to them and pull it out, then going back on that plan when she had a contraction that started working the calf out and my father-in-law grabbed on. He pulled as much as he could, but couldn't pull any further and was losing his grip, so he called for help. My mother-in-law has a torn rotator cuff and couldn't help with anything manually like that. So I jumped in and grabbed the legs and pulled as hard as I could. I had previously grabbed the cow's tail and held it away from my father-in-law's head because he was getting smacked, so my hands were already kind of gross. I had pulled up my sleeves and fortunately didn't get any on me (I don't think). I sure did smell like cow though when I got home. It was a great day, and I posted pictures on fb about it. Here's one of the cow and the calf when it was getting cleaned.
It was really awesome!
We actually have some friends we've been hanging out with recently. There were new people in Sunday school on Sunday, and we ate with them on Sunday night, and then again tonight. We got our whole Sunday school class together. It was kind of awkward though because we couldn't all talk. The table was too long. Of course, we were at Chick-fil-A, so there wasn't really much place to go. It's nice to have adults to talk to.
I've been absent from the blog for this long because I haven't really had much to say, I didn't think. I had the cow story, but it didn't seem blog worthy. I think I'm just overly tired. We haven't been going to bed early enough and last night was really rough because of it being the last day of the month, and Dusty has to stay up so late. He didn't go to sleep until 3:30. I stayed awake as long as I could and made it til 12:30. It stinks to have to do that much work that late at night. OK these words are coming out of my fingers, but I'm not paying enough attention to what I'm typing, I don't think. I'll try again another time.
We went to my in-laws to visit for the morning and afternoon and expected to go to a birthday party that evening, only to be delayed by a cow that was in labor. I wanted to wait around and see it, but it turned out they needed my help birthing it. So I helped birth a calf. I helped my parents-in-law put the cow in the break (a contraption that holds the cow's head so they can't go forward or backward or lay down), try and put chains on the calf's feet to hook a come-along to them and pull it out, then going back on that plan when she had a contraction that started working the calf out and my father-in-law grabbed on. He pulled as much as he could, but couldn't pull any further and was losing his grip, so he called for help. My mother-in-law has a torn rotator cuff and couldn't help with anything manually like that. So I jumped in and grabbed the legs and pulled as hard as I could. I had previously grabbed the cow's tail and held it away from my father-in-law's head because he was getting smacked, so my hands were already kind of gross. I had pulled up my sleeves and fortunately didn't get any on me (I don't think). I sure did smell like cow though when I got home. It was a great day, and I posted pictures on fb about it. Here's one of the cow and the calf when it was getting cleaned.
We actually have some friends we've been hanging out with recently. There were new people in Sunday school on Sunday, and we ate with them on Sunday night, and then again tonight. We got our whole Sunday school class together. It was kind of awkward though because we couldn't all talk. The table was too long. Of course, we were at Chick-fil-A, so there wasn't really much place to go. It's nice to have adults to talk to.
I've been absent from the blog for this long because I haven't really had much to say, I didn't think. I had the cow story, but it didn't seem blog worthy. I think I'm just overly tired. We haven't been going to bed early enough and last night was really rough because of it being the last day of the month, and Dusty has to stay up so late. He didn't go to sleep until 3:30. I stayed awake as long as I could and made it til 12:30. It stinks to have to do that much work that late at night. OK these words are coming out of my fingers, but I'm not paying enough attention to what I'm typing, I don't think. I'll try again another time.
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