Busy busy busy

Seems like there hasn't been much time to sit down and check in.

This weekend was super busy with a trip to Omaha to hang out with my parents and brother. It was a lot of fun. We got to Omaha early Saturday afternoon. I went over to my cousin's house to grab some things that I forgot on our 30th bday weekend. Although it wasn't as chipper of a visit as normal, it was nice to see everyone. Sad circumstances kinda suck. Thank God we have such a great family though. Banding together is a great feeling in a time of need.

After leaving there I went back to Mom and Dad's and just hung out for the remainder of the game. Whuddya know?!?!? The Huskers actually showed up for the game this week!!!! They didn't win, but at least they gave it a GREAT effort!!! It was nice to see that little ray of hope for our team. Hopefully they can play with the same heart the rest of the season.

Sunday, we were sitting on the porch chatting with Mom and Dad and Rob and guess who showed up out of nowhere?!?!? Another cousin Cassandra!!! It was AWESOME!!! She was headed to the mall and something told her to swing by and see if I was in town! So, we taught her daughter, Mariah, how to play in the leaves. It was SO FUN!!!! Again.... I LOVE FALL!!!

Today was just filled with the normal Monday routine of getting back to the weekly grind. Although I have to admit, the kids do a lot better with a little bit of a structure to their day and seem to be happy it's Monday, too.

I hope that you are all well. I will try and check in a little better from now on. But... no promises.

Is it just me?

Or did it all of a sudden get super cold?!?! I always think back to my childhood and think that there is definitely something odd about our weather today when compared to those times. (Like I am 80 or something! LOL!) But seriously, I think that we had more of each of the 4 seasons when I was little. Now, it seems like we only have a week each of Fall and Spring and then straight to the extreme temps of Winter and Summer. I love winter. I really do. I live in Nebr@sk@ for several reasons, one being that you get to experience all 4 seasons. There are few things better in this world than sitting under a blanket with your kids watching movies and sipping hot cocoa (hot tea for me, please!) and looking out the window to see how high the snow drifts are so far. Driving in the snow doesn't even bother me all that much. Yes, it can be scary, but overall, it isn't too tough. Part of what makes those winter days so bearable is that you know in a couple of months it will be so hot that you won't be able to breathe when you walk out your front door to go to the pool with the kids.

Fall is best though. The colors changing. The chill in the morning air. Frost on the pumpkin. Fat squirrels hoarding their foods. Thanksgiving. My favorite holiday. Tis that time of year when I feel most comfortable in my skin. I love this time of year. I am so happy.

I hope you are finding joy today, too.


P.S. Aunt J, I am thinking of you, Mom, all of your siblings, and the rest of the family as you say goodbye to Roberta today. I hope you can feel the hugs I am sending your way. Love you LOTS!!!!

Few thoughts...

Am I the only person in the world that is amazed by the fact that a mop mops up a puddle of water better when it is already wet? Think about it....

Also, remembered that I need to update y'all on my feet. Because feet are a wonderful thing to think and talk about, I guess. LOL. Anyway, I went in yesterday and since the warts are getting so thin, the acid was quite literally killing me. So we are on to what we are hoping is my last form of treatment and I should be done soon. (This is like the 10th time I have been told this. I feel like the mom in the car with the kids asking ARE WE THERE YET? And the mom replying 5 MORE MINUTES, when really the 500 mile trip is only 10 miles underway.) So, here is hoping. I have had a few meltdown about this whole affair. It's really quite taxing on the mind and soul, not being able to take a walk with your kids, etc. It will be over soon, though. Even if it's 6 more months, that's better than the rest of my life. It will be just a memory at some point. Right? I can TOTALLY do this. My kids won't even remember it when they are older. I just need to relax. Let go and let God.

Back to cleaning. I will post more later..... I hope.

P.S. Stacey..... I hope that you will get on a some point just to let us know that you have returned safely. I am thinking of you until then. Safe and happy flying!! Love you lots!!

Back

I am back. I fear, however, that I have not been having a great day and I don't see myself saying anything nice. If I can't say anything nice, I won't say anything at all. (Don't laugh Stacey!)

I will try my best to be in my game tomorrow. I have missed you all and enjoyed catching up!!! Hope you are all well!!! Blog more soon.

What do you say?

The other day, a girl on the playground told my daughter that she is fat. They are in 2nd grade. Now, there is a lot more to the story than just this. This girl was, the last two years, top in her class as far as scholastics go. This year, they regrouped all the classes according to their learning curves and this is the first year that the two are in the same class. Needless to say this girl feels threatened by Addison in the classroom and is looking for ways to make herself feel better about herself. I know all this. To me, an almost 30 year old, it's simple. You just walk away and know that you are the better person. But, how do I teach this to my daughter? Granted, we did talk about it and I told her that she doesn't have to be friends with this type of person and that if the girl keeps it up, she needs to walk away like she can't hear her and go tell an adult. And it seems as though she has moved on from it. I say it seems because I don't want to keep bringing up the painful subject, so I just watch her actions, etc. for any signs of stress. But.... as easy as it seems it has been for her to get over it, I can't stop thinking about it. I think about how cruel kids are and I worry that someone is saying something to her and I am not there to comfort her. She is definitely growing up, and the "real parenting" is starting. Meaning, the hard crap. And I am sure it goes without saying that I am not saying taking care of babies is easy. But the fact is that this is so hard because, well, it fricken hurts. BAD. Hurting feelings is a terrible thing. And trying to teach your child how to deal with it isn't an easy task.

Congratulations Stacey!!

God is laughing at ME this week. Enjoy your time off!! UGH!!

This weekend was rather full of cleaning chores. Things that have needed done but have been neglected for quite some time. i.e.: Carpets and my bedroom closets. When I started cleaning the carpets, as I stated in an earlier post, it was a LOT worse than I thought and had to go get cleaner (and a 6 pack of M¡ller L¡te). I used almost all of the 2nd bottle of cleaner too. I can amost guarantee that I will be redoing the carpets in another 2 weeks. I just feel so gross after all of that, I will obssess about it now until I do it at least one more time.

Then, last night, I get a call from one daycare mom telling me that she will be bringing the kids 15 minutes earlier than originally planned. No biggie. Then, my 2nd daycare mom calls to tell me that I won't have the baby in the afternoon/evening today, I will have her from 7-2. And, she adds, she thinks the baby is teething. Ok, so....

I used to make fun of people that said their 3 month old baby was teething. That is, until my first born woke up one morning at the age of 3 months with TWO TEETH. I had NO CLUE they were coming in, because being the easy baby she was, she would just sleep for a full day and wake up with a minimum of 2 new teeth the next morning. So, it isn't overly absurd that she would think her 3 month old is teething. Not in my mind anyway. Here's the deal though. If my 3 month old was running a 101.2 temp (under the arm, so don't you add another degree to that?), I would be calling to get her seen by the doc, just to make sure it wasn't an ear infection or something like it. Giving credit where credit is due, this all started over the weekend. And, the mom is in an orientation for work today (not something that should be missed). And.... she really is a great first time mommy. I mean that. She really is good. But, until I text her today (didn't want her phone ringing in the middle of a class!) and told her that I think she needs seen, she wouldn't have probably taken her in and just chalked it up to teeth (that I see absolutely no signs of whatsoever). I know I am being a hag here. And I am not, nor wil I ever, claiming to be the perfect mom. I am far from it. But sometimes I just wonder about people. I digress....

This morning was definitely a MONDAY MORNING!! :S Everything I touched turned to poo. It was just yucky. The kind where you want to go back to bed and try it all again. And, of course, it's Monday, which means preschool. No biggie. Gives us something to make the morning go a little faster. I go to unload the kids at the Y, and..... the driver's side rear tire is hissing. FLAT. GASP!!! I HAVE 5 KIDS WITH ME!!! THIS CANNOT BE HAPPENING!!! Thank the Good Lord above that I know a few people in the tire business. I call and, in tears, beg Kyla to get someone out to me STAT. They were there (drove from the SW end of town to the NE end of town) and done within 1 hour of my calling. We really only sat and waited for about 30 minutes because of having to drop Zack in class. And of course once the tire guy got there, it flew by because the kids were all watching him work, etc. So, one new tire on. Need to get a matching one for the other side. And... our 30th bday bash to save for.

Yes.... I am God's punchline this week, I fear.