I haven't had time to do anything. Since I last wrote. I'm still not unpacked from our visit to NYC. I don't remember life being so incredibly hectic when I was younger. Have times changed that much?
What did mothers do all day? Oh wash by hand, kill the chicken, bleed it, pluck & clean it, cook it, roll out the homemade noodles just for chicken soup for dinner. Oh and beat the only rug to get the dirt out.
It seems to me that we would have so much more time. The soup is in the can, you can probably vacuum an entire 7 rooms for the time it took to drag out a rag rug and beat it properly. Laundry is done almost completely for you. So, what's the deal?
My children are having an old fashioned day today. They are riding bikes and helping me clean. I nixed the "screens" - anything with a screen is off-limits, unless they are calling me from their cell. Oh, yeah, cell phones. When my grandmother wanted me because I'd been gone all day playing, she'd go to the back yard and call or start calling neighbors to see where I was and they'd send me home and visa versa. Now, I have to worry if they're not home on time.
My friend and I would walk to town. It's a big deal for my children to walk up to the local grocer.
I have letters to write and a box to send to my son. I have work lessons and church lessons to pepare for. Oh, yes and Thanksgiving is Thursday. My husband will miss our dinner so it will be kind of weird to have so few people here. I'll still roast a turkey - don't love it, but it HAS to smell like Thanksgivng or it wouldn't be Thanksgiving. I tried it one year by roasting a beef roast. NOT the same!
Even bigger news, my cute little 4lb dog is due with 4-5 puppies. x-ray was inconclusive as to how many there were. It looked like 5 to me and the tech. Vet wouldn't commit. So, I have a whelping box that my dad made. I'm not sure she even likes it, so who knows if she'll use it. Then, will I know what to do? Will I know if I should take her to the vet because things aren't working right? That is my worry, that she will need me and I won't be able to help and we'll end up with a c-section. I don't want to jump the gun on that, but I don't want to risk her or puppies either. They'll be so darling. I'm not sure I'll be able to part with them. I'm obviously not a dog breeder, she's family, not a business.
Well that all being said, I need to get busy with my list of things to do today. It's so long, I get nauseated looking at it, prioritizing it was difficult, as was my decision to write this before. It's been much too long between posts, but no one reads it except for me and 1 other person. Good venting for me though, or a means of expression to the great void in the absence of a good listening ear.
Simplicity - is non existant, but i'm trying.
Saturday, November 21, 2009
Friday, October 16, 2009
Battle
It's a daily if not hourly battle to lose weight, for me. I joined Weight Watchers at the advise of a friend, she didn't have time to explain the program to me, which I wanted her to do. But, she just waved me off saying that she didn't have time. She was right because it's personalized. I love it. I have learned so many "tricks" and had some profound things said in meetings that really "clicked" in my brain.
So, now 27 lb's later, I'm feeling much better. I am happy to say that I can eat my own food and found what works well for me, which I would not have been able to do without them. Never guessed it would be like this. It's much different than what I thought it would be. I don't buy their food, although I could, anyway, just thought I'd let myself know since I'm the only one that reads this :)
So, another day of success and I feel good going to bed not hungry and also knowing that I ate well today, healthy and less calories than I burned ... yay, today will be fruitful!
Sometimes there is fun stuff to write about!
So, now 27 lb's later, I'm feeling much better. I am happy to say that I can eat my own food and found what works well for me, which I would not have been able to do without them. Never guessed it would be like this. It's much different than what I thought it would be. I don't buy their food, although I could, anyway, just thought I'd let myself know since I'm the only one that reads this :)
So, another day of success and I feel good going to bed not hungry and also knowing that I ate well today, healthy and less calories than I burned ... yay, today will be fruitful!
Sometimes there is fun stuff to write about!
Wednesday, September 30, 2009
Sub-Cultures
Every now and then I get an opportunity to get a peak into a new sub-culture of America. Like when my son was playing high school football. Wow, what a lesson that was! Football Mom's are NOTHING like soccer mom's, not to mention football "Dad's". Ok, but that was nothing next to Cheerleader "Mom's", that one was one for the books. A whole new world that I really had forgotten even existed. Kind of like venturing into beauty pagents. Worlds that exist within their own realm.
So, my newest peak is into the world of dog breeding. I know there are many people that think that is just sick and wrong. You should only choose pound dogs. However, I really wanted a small dog that was guaanteed NOT to shed, ever.
Then, the thought occured to me that it was be really awesome, in so many ways, to let this little dog of mine have a darling litter of puppies. So, now I'm learning to not cringe everytime someone say's the word "Bitch" or I see it written in a contract. She's really not one at all, she's a very sweet tempered little thing. However, this is business. "Not like they're ever going to meet in the wild, Mam." So, with everything checked off my list of why to do it and why not, we've decided to try for a healthy litter. I still have a lot to read.
I did find her "Stud" and he is a darling guy, but he wasted no time in getting to "know" her. She looked at me like, I was suppose to save her. I know, I'm putting human qualities onto an animal, but it's the mother in me. I've learned what a "tie" is ~ if you don't, really, don't bother to look that one up.
So, if all goes well, we will have some puppies soon, and hopefully healthy and an uncomplicated "whelping". Man, the jargon of every business!
Cheers!
So, my newest peak is into the world of dog breeding. I know there are many people that think that is just sick and wrong. You should only choose pound dogs. However, I really wanted a small dog that was guaanteed NOT to shed, ever.
Then, the thought occured to me that it was be really awesome, in so many ways, to let this little dog of mine have a darling litter of puppies. So, now I'm learning to not cringe everytime someone say's the word "Bitch" or I see it written in a contract. She's really not one at all, she's a very sweet tempered little thing. However, this is business. "Not like they're ever going to meet in the wild, Mam." So, with everything checked off my list of why to do it and why not, we've decided to try for a healthy litter. I still have a lot to read.
I did find her "Stud" and he is a darling guy, but he wasted no time in getting to "know" her. She looked at me like, I was suppose to save her. I know, I'm putting human qualities onto an animal, but it's the mother in me. I've learned what a "tie" is ~ if you don't, really, don't bother to look that one up.
So, if all goes well, we will have some puppies soon, and hopefully healthy and an uncomplicated "whelping". Man, the jargon of every business!
Cheers!
Tuesday, September 1, 2009
School Is IN Session
I miss the time I had alone with the baby of the house or toddler. I usually had my mornings with just my little babies and I miss those day's. I would be alone now if it weren't for the dog. Even though I have this time, you would think thinge would feel less stressed. Instead, it's an incredible morning rush to get everyone ready and driven to 3 different schools that begin at 3 different times. Then...my work, papers/bills, laundry, kitchen, floors, and that endless list hits and before I know it, it's time to start the pick-up for 3 different schools at 3 different times. Stay with me here, because I know that all mothers already know this, and that is the afterschool nightmare, of, homework, papers that need to be signed, spelling words, reading, scouting, music lessons/practice, church meetings, sports practices, and then the actual rush to get dinner, to bed on time and remember to brush teeth, etc...
I am now looking forward to my work starting up again next week. Those day's I'll have to get myself ready and Andrew ready for school a full 2 hours earlier than he needs, just so that I can drag him off somewhere to be taken to school for me because I still have to drive downtown and begin my work at 8 am.
I heart goes out to the women, and there are so many of them, that not only do that daily, but have to arange for the pick up of those children, as well as they are responsible for the entire income of the family and all of the yard work as well as in home work. Something has to give somewhere, because I honestly don't know where they get the stamina to do it and they do, some women do it all. I am not one of them, so now I feel guilty for being stressed out. I have no clue what it is like to raise a family alone.
Who are these women that have time to lunch with their friends or shop? Grocery shopping has to be scheduled in my world.
Is anyone else out there feeling like me?
I want my babies back and to be surrounded by unfolded clothes and diapers!
I am now looking forward to my work starting up again next week. Those day's I'll have to get myself ready and Andrew ready for school a full 2 hours earlier than he needs, just so that I can drag him off somewhere to be taken to school for me because I still have to drive downtown and begin my work at 8 am.
I heart goes out to the women, and there are so many of them, that not only do that daily, but have to arange for the pick up of those children, as well as they are responsible for the entire income of the family and all of the yard work as well as in home work. Something has to give somewhere, because I honestly don't know where they get the stamina to do it and they do, some women do it all. I am not one of them, so now I feel guilty for being stressed out. I have no clue what it is like to raise a family alone.
Who are these women that have time to lunch with their friends or shop? Grocery shopping has to be scheduled in my world.
Is anyone else out there feeling like me?
I want my babies back and to be surrounded by unfolded clothes and diapers!
Friday, August 28, 2009
They'll Delete Me if I Quit
The start of school is always an interesting time of year. The kids, no matter what the age, are filled with anxieties, anticipation, excitement, sleep deprevation, shopping and all that comes with the new school year. I think parents have that same list only for different reasons.
Many of our anxieties revolve around theirs; will they be well accepted, will they make new friends, are they up to the task of the next levels and etc... When we have more than one child I think we feel everything doubled for each child. It doesn't even matter what they are doing, are they entering military service, church service, college, AP Highschool classes, Jr. High - yikes, the lone sibling in elementary school? There is just so much to worry about and so I find that I can't think about any of it. I can't change anything by worry and I can't remove the hurdles of lfe. So, I suppose if we just do our best, give advice when asked for it, or not - if they're young enough to not try to stop you. Then ... things will fall where they may and then you work through those.
Sounds like good sound logic to me. I just can't do it, I still worry about everything and everyone. I want to fix stuff, you know? I want to make everything all better and nice. That's not a good thing so I'm sure it's best that it isn't that way, but it doesn't stop me from wishing.
What I like about the new school year, is that for a time again, I get to begin and end in September, just like I spent the first 24 years of my life. I didn't enjoy the January to January thing ~ it's werid.
I'm enjoying the new school year and hopefully this busy September and all of the changes and new things to adjust to, worst of all new time schedules! It will really warm up my October with a sense of order, consistancy and the calm that things are settled down a bit. That with a nice cup of hot chocolate with the first snow or Halloween eveing! Let it Snow!!!!!
Oh, and I'm not loving acorns, dead leaves (love the fall colors, BEFORE they fall), harvest is just at a bad time, much of my garden will go to waste.
"It makes you want to buy a boquet of sharpened pencils" ~ "You've Got Mail" I still have to buy new boxes of Crayola brand crayons, nothing smells better, well maybe a new Pink or Gum eraser!
Many of our anxieties revolve around theirs; will they be well accepted, will they make new friends, are they up to the task of the next levels and etc... When we have more than one child I think we feel everything doubled for each child. It doesn't even matter what they are doing, are they entering military service, church service, college, AP Highschool classes, Jr. High - yikes, the lone sibling in elementary school? There is just so much to worry about and so I find that I can't think about any of it. I can't change anything by worry and I can't remove the hurdles of lfe. So, I suppose if we just do our best, give advice when asked for it, or not - if they're young enough to not try to stop you. Then ... things will fall where they may and then you work through those.
Sounds like good sound logic to me. I just can't do it, I still worry about everything and everyone. I want to fix stuff, you know? I want to make everything all better and nice. That's not a good thing so I'm sure it's best that it isn't that way, but it doesn't stop me from wishing.
What I like about the new school year, is that for a time again, I get to begin and end in September, just like I spent the first 24 years of my life. I didn't enjoy the January to January thing ~ it's werid.
I'm enjoying the new school year and hopefully this busy September and all of the changes and new things to adjust to, worst of all new time schedules! It will really warm up my October with a sense of order, consistancy and the calm that things are settled down a bit. That with a nice cup of hot chocolate with the first snow or Halloween eveing! Let it Snow!!!!!
Oh, and I'm not loving acorns, dead leaves (love the fall colors, BEFORE they fall), harvest is just at a bad time, much of my garden will go to waste.
"It makes you want to buy a boquet of sharpened pencils" ~ "You've Got Mail" I still have to buy new boxes of Crayola brand crayons, nothing smells better, well maybe a new Pink or Gum eraser!
Friday, August 14, 2009
Children Become Obnoxious So You WANT Them to Fly the Nest!
I did find that a positive attitude can help you find those silver linings. I actually had someone say, "Thank you for putting a positive spin on that, it makes me feel better". It really was a silver lining I saw but, when you're the one in the situation, you're so close, that silver linings are hard to see. So, that was nice and I honestly think things will work out.
I have so many people that I know (some well, most not), that are just struggling in their lives in some way. Not just the financial stuff that is all over the news, but other difficult situations too. Most heart tearing are the problems with children. You would do anything to teach them, anything to help them make their choices wise. The problem is that they don't want the advice and honestly think they don't need it.
Children are the best thing on the planet and they can sure break your heart, usually by breaking their own. To let them be free to choose, to not try to take over their free agency is so difficult - you just want to say, hey, I know something about this and I've had experience here, so this is what you do....
I remember being there though ;) I was really the smartest 16 year old that ever lived. I figured out though, at about 21, that I actually wasn't. Wow, what a disappointment! I wish I were that smart now!
Today, my 20 year old son that is really very excited about going on a mission, decided to shoot my 8 year-old point blank (through his pants) on his leg with an airsoft gun. (if you don't know what those are, they're little plastic beebies and they'll sting, not anything like real beebies or paint balls). Then just to get my goat, he puts the toy poodle in the refrigerator and shuts the door. (she was in for about 15 seconds) but the point. Dog in the fridge - #1 gross and #2 scary for the dog! it's dark and cold. He just thought he was so funny. He likes the dog, just wanted to bug me.
He needs to go...
The sole reason boy's get on your nerves beginning at 18 is so that you actually want them to leave. All of a sudden 2 years is soundling like a nice round number, just enough time. It's perfect! If anyone would have asked that when I only had a sweet 16 year-old so excited to drive or go to their first dance, I'd never have guessed that I would really be happy when it was time for them to leave the nest. 2 years does sound like a long time, it's also going to be a time of peace, I'll know that he is where he is suppose to be, doing what he should and growning emotionally, spiritually, intellectually and even physically.
I'm excited for him! So is our dog Gigi :)
I have so many people that I know (some well, most not), that are just struggling in their lives in some way. Not just the financial stuff that is all over the news, but other difficult situations too. Most heart tearing are the problems with children. You would do anything to teach them, anything to help them make their choices wise. The problem is that they don't want the advice and honestly think they don't need it.
Children are the best thing on the planet and they can sure break your heart, usually by breaking their own. To let them be free to choose, to not try to take over their free agency is so difficult - you just want to say, hey, I know something about this and I've had experience here, so this is what you do....
I remember being there though ;) I was really the smartest 16 year old that ever lived. I figured out though, at about 21, that I actually wasn't. Wow, what a disappointment! I wish I were that smart now!
Today, my 20 year old son that is really very excited about going on a mission, decided to shoot my 8 year-old point blank (through his pants) on his leg with an airsoft gun. (if you don't know what those are, they're little plastic beebies and they'll sting, not anything like real beebies or paint balls). Then just to get my goat, he puts the toy poodle in the refrigerator and shuts the door. (she was in for about 15 seconds) but the point. Dog in the fridge - #1 gross and #2 scary for the dog! it's dark and cold. He just thought he was so funny. He likes the dog, just wanted to bug me.
He needs to go...
The sole reason boy's get on your nerves beginning at 18 is so that you actually want them to leave. All of a sudden 2 years is soundling like a nice round number, just enough time. It's perfect! If anyone would have asked that when I only had a sweet 16 year-old so excited to drive or go to their first dance, I'd never have guessed that I would really be happy when it was time for them to leave the nest. 2 years does sound like a long time, it's also going to be a time of peace, I'll know that he is where he is suppose to be, doing what he should and growning emotionally, spiritually, intellectually and even physically.
I'm excited for him! So is our dog Gigi :)
Saturday, August 8, 2009
Rhyme and Reason
These so far have had no common thread. Just whatever happens to be on my mind.
My day's though have no rhyme or reason to them either, they are haphazard and I feel like I run from place to place, fight fires and try to be where I'm suppose to be on time and also prepared. Then you arrive home and find 7 boy's all having a great time, laughing and things are good, you just look around and decide that the kitchen really can wait until morning, because it's bound to get worse anyway.
So, I went to my room and tried to go to sleep, until I'm wakened by giggling girls. ok.... where did these come from? At least they stayed in the living room, until they left; good girls.
So, today, yard work, mostly weeding. Going with a friend to an art show show that SHE could buy some art. Home to the messy kitchen, but all is quiet now. Company is gone and quiet reigns. I love Lego's, the sound of boy's digging through them looking for pieces, the quiet, the discovery, so much of the opposite of video gaming.
So, there you have it, an entire "blog" with no rhyme nor reason.
My day's though have no rhyme or reason to them either, they are haphazard and I feel like I run from place to place, fight fires and try to be where I'm suppose to be on time and also prepared. Then you arrive home and find 7 boy's all having a great time, laughing and things are good, you just look around and decide that the kitchen really can wait until morning, because it's bound to get worse anyway.
So, I went to my room and tried to go to sleep, until I'm wakened by giggling girls. ok.... where did these come from? At least they stayed in the living room, until they left; good girls.
So, today, yard work, mostly weeding. Going with a friend to an art show show that SHE could buy some art. Home to the messy kitchen, but all is quiet now. Company is gone and quiet reigns. I love Lego's, the sound of boy's digging through them looking for pieces, the quiet, the discovery, so much of the opposite of video gaming.
So, there you have it, an entire "blog" with no rhyme nor reason.
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