Nothing. No inspiration, no funny story to share.... NOTHING. I have never felt so unmotivated and blah in my life. It seems there has been a whirlwind of bad coming our way the past few weeks, and I would like to make it known we have had enough. Just in case the bad was waiting for us to say it. I would yell it, but the neighbors might not appreciate that.
Despite the bad, I know I am blessed. My family is beautiful and healthy, the hubs has a secure job, we have food on the table and a roof over head and a God that loves us mightily. That has been my mantra the past few weeks, and about the only thing pushing me through at this point. Hey whatever works, right?
Wednesday, December 30, 2009
Tuesday, December 15, 2009
Snow!
I'll admit it, I have mixed feelings about the snow... hate driving in it, love watching it. So when I saw it start coming down last night I was both hotly angered and giddy. Thankfully driving in it was not at all bad this morning. I took big girl to school at 8, only to have her principal come running out to inform me school was starting 2 freaking hours late. Are you kidding me??!? There is maybe 2 inches, it is light and dusty, not slushy. Easy to drive in and school is starting late? Of course while all of that was going through my head, I smiled sweetly and said "Thanks for running out to tell me! We'll see you in 2 hours!" Bah. So we went to Walmart. It was either that or the Dollar Store.
I have 3 packages to get in the post today, I hope they are open late because there is no way no how I am dragging the boys with me. Holy moly were they naughty in the store today. I said "Lets get daddy some presents" Which translates in boy speak to "Find every car, plane and helicopter you can and try to throw it in the cart when mommy isn't looking" And big boy stole a pack of gum. I don't know what to do. Do I just return it by myself? Do I have him return it and apologize? He's 5. I have talked to him, and he understands it is wrong. I don't want to scar him, but I am so unsure of the right way to do this. Why does being a mom have to be so difficult sometimes?
In other more upbeat news I am 95% done with my shopping. I have a few things left to get, and some stocking stuffers but I am pretty much done. Yay ME! I am still holding out hope that my husband will get me a bulldog for Christmas, but I am thinking he isn't getting all the hints, clues and photos I am leaving out for him! Darn.
I have 3 packages to get in the post today, I hope they are open late because there is no way no how I am dragging the boys with me. Holy moly were they naughty in the store today. I said "Lets get daddy some presents" Which translates in boy speak to "Find every car, plane and helicopter you can and try to throw it in the cart when mommy isn't looking" And big boy stole a pack of gum. I don't know what to do. Do I just return it by myself? Do I have him return it and apologize? He's 5. I have talked to him, and he understands it is wrong. I don't want to scar him, but I am so unsure of the right way to do this. Why does being a mom have to be so difficult sometimes?
In other more upbeat news I am 95% done with my shopping. I have a few things left to get, and some stocking stuffers but I am pretty much done. Yay ME! I am still holding out hope that my husband will get me a bulldog for Christmas, but I am thinking he isn't getting all the hints, clues and photos I am leaving out for him! Darn.
Wednesday, December 9, 2009
Morning
I am so not a morning person. I mean I can get up while the clock says AM just as long as it is after 8. Anytime before that and it takes me at least 20 minutes to get going. It is ridiculous.
I am in a bit of a conundrum. I love to bake. LOVE IT! And I am trying to be healthy, eat well, exercise all that.(Dont love that so much) December is usually my big, bake every sweet recipe possible month, and well baking sweets that go right to my hips and being healthy dont really go well together. I know they can, but not when you have the will power of someone who doesn't have any will power. So do I bake anyways, and just try my hardest to ignore the treats potentially setting myself up for failure, or do I punish my family by not baking? My instinct tells me it isn't fair to punish them, they really will suffer if I don't bake. Hmmm what to do?
I put up our new nativity yesterday, and asked baby boy who the woman was. He replied "The baby holder". I think some bible stories are on the docket today!
Yesterday was the funeral for the Lakewood police officers. I was only able to watch the last hour, but it was still hard to sit through. I cannot imagine what their families are going through, and to put on a brave face for others takes more strength then I think I could ever have. At one point the dispatch status the officers and when they didnt respond, signed them out of service for the last time. I lost it then, I sobbed and hugged my babies close. Our neighbor stopped by and brought my husband a thank you card. It was a small token, but one that means so much. So often the police are vilified, they spend too much time writing tickets instead of catching the real criminals. But they are always there when needed, running towards the danger instead of away.
I am in a bit of a conundrum. I love to bake. LOVE IT! And I am trying to be healthy, eat well, exercise all that.(Dont love that so much) December is usually my big, bake every sweet recipe possible month, and well baking sweets that go right to my hips and being healthy dont really go well together. I know they can, but not when you have the will power of someone who doesn't have any will power. So do I bake anyways, and just try my hardest to ignore the treats potentially setting myself up for failure, or do I punish my family by not baking? My instinct tells me it isn't fair to punish them, they really will suffer if I don't bake. Hmmm what to do?
I put up our new nativity yesterday, and asked baby boy who the woman was. He replied "The baby holder". I think some bible stories are on the docket today!
Yesterday was the funeral for the Lakewood police officers. I was only able to watch the last hour, but it was still hard to sit through. I cannot imagine what their families are going through, and to put on a brave face for others takes more strength then I think I could ever have. At one point the dispatch status the officers and when they didnt respond, signed them out of service for the last time. I lost it then, I sobbed and hugged my babies close. Our neighbor stopped by and brought my husband a thank you card. It was a small token, but one that means so much. So often the police are vilified, they spend too much time writing tickets instead of catching the real criminals. But they are always there when needed, running towards the danger instead of away.
Thursday, December 3, 2009
Christmas
I love the month of December. I love the decorations, shopping and food. I love that big girl is home everyday during her break, and we bake and play and watch Christmas movies. But I worry sometimes that I let the true reason for celebration slip by a too quietly. Thanking God for the gift of his son is what should be at the top of my list, but it seems it has taken a back seat to more commercial aspects. So I am trying to remember every day just why this time of year is so special, so important.
On Sunday 4 families Christmas celebrations were changed forever. Four Lakewood police officers were ambushed and executed. One man chose to play God and forever change those families lives. My heart aches for them and I cry when I think of the nine children who are suffering, the spouses, the parents, friends and extended family. Please keep these families in your thoughts and prayers.
On Sunday 4 families Christmas celebrations were changed forever. Four Lakewood police officers were ambushed and executed. One man chose to play God and forever change those families lives. My heart aches for them and I cry when I think of the nine children who are suffering, the spouses, the parents, friends and extended family. Please keep these families in your thoughts and prayers.
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