Mom Madness.....

I was going to wait until my laptop wanted to cooperate to blog, but I need to share my adventures with other moms:)

Britt hurt her back last week at cheer leading....it is a vicious sport. Back when I was in high school the greatest danger a cheerleader faced was getting beaned in the head with food from the stands...and no I have no idea who threw that:)

These days they have trainers and everything. I am very proud of my cheerliscious daughter. She has worked really hard all of her academic career to keep those grades up and is currently carrying a 4.3 GPA ...with six AP classes which will give her 18 college credits before she even graduates from high school. Now, she is dedicated and committed to cheer leading. She makes every practice and is excited.

So she hurt her back and the pain got increasingly worse over that last couple of days to the point where she was in extreme pain, crying on Wednesday morning. Now this is the child whose nose was broken for almost 48 hours before she cried. SO when she cries from pain its time to head for the hill...otherwise known as Tripler.

My dilemma came in when I had to decide whether or not to pick Zach up from school. I could have left him at A plus, but in doing that I ran the risk of him and Becca being home alone together for longer than wise for them....which is anything over 45 minutes. So I edged on caution and picked Zach up.

So we head over to the hill, only to drive around for 30 minutes looking for a parking spot. No worries there though...I have learned to arrive with enough time for a prime parking spot. Not that I am against using the parking garage. But there have been several times I have attempted to use it, only to drive all the way up to the top and all the way back down...finding no parking spot! When I had my biopsy DH gave up and parked in a handicap spot...thankfully there was no ticket waiting for him. I also REFUSE to use the valet parking...why would I pay them $5 PLUS tip to have them park my truck in their poorly ran hospital without enough parking?

I spent the next 45 minutes listening to my children fight over what they would be watching on the waiting room tv...we were the only ones in there. Then the next 30 in the waiting room with Zach while Britt was being seen...with him asking, "Are they done yet?" UMMMMM do you see your sister?!?!?!? NO...then I guess they are not done yet!!!!!

OK..then we go back to see Doogie Howzer and Britt and he informs me that she may have fractured her spine....lovely! I can tell by the look on both of their faces they have spent at least the last 15 minutes arguing about what this will do for her cheer career. You see tomorrow is her first game and next week is the game that my house has been looking forward to since the schedule came out....my Josh's high school vs Britt's. She was very upset that she may miss that game...never mind have a spinal injury!

Down we go to Xray....another 20 minutes of Zach's nagging and her whining about the injustice of it all (I took a picture of her in her hospital gown...I will post it when my lap top behaves) Of course we have to make a stop at the pharmacy...muscle relaxers....and motrin

By now it is almost 6pm, so I swing by to pick Josh up from practice and head home. There is a strange quiet on the way home....the boys watched Happy Feet and Britt slept. Good thing because it took an hour to get home in the traffic. Dropped them off at home and then I headed to the store for toilet paper....why do they wait until we have NONE to tell me we are out?

Anyway Doogie Howzer called today and said that she has no bone damage...just severe muscle strain and may return to cheering next week....in time to make enough practices for her brothers game..........I will for sure take pictures of that game and all that it promises to bring.

I'm Back

Sorry...friends...life got crazy and I had to take a step back for a while:)

I have all the pictures of my last three starting school...wow I am the mom of a senior and a freshman. As crazy as they make me I have found myself in tears several times over the last couple of weeks. This is the last full year I will have my oldest living with me. It's exciting and sad at the same time. I am excited that she will be going on to embrace and discover what God has in store for her. I am sad that she will not be as close as down the hall as she is now....

My son NFLman I am very proud of. That boy rides the bus to school every day, stays at practice and then rides it home. He has stuck with this football thing longer than he has stuck with anything in his whole life. The first offical game is next Saturday. Then the following week they play his sisters high school. So for the JV game I will sit on his side, then I will move to the other side of the field to cheer for her.

The Curves thing is going great...I have lost 6 inches, 2% body fat, and 2 lbs of body fat. I like it...it's mindless. You go to each station and workout for thirty seconds then the lady tells you to move on...30 minutes I am in and out. It requires little to no thought on my part....I like it.

I will be back later....just wanted you all to know I have not fallen off the face of the earth:)

I Just Don't Understand.....

Why if I pay over $2000 in property taxes a year......do my children have to pay to ride the SCHOOL BUS???? Where I come from you don't pay to ride the school bus....it is covered by the school district ...who gets their money from the collected property taxes!!!!

Another thing I don't understand is why do we have to constantly be fund raising? When my kids went to a private school I understood the need to fund raise...all of the money coming into the school was from the parents, with no assistance from the state. But now that they are at a public school all they want the kids to do is fund raise.

What bothers me even more is the tricks they use to lure these kids into fundraising...it's almost as devious as the candy in the checkout aisle in the grocery store.....evil I tell you!

They hold an assembly to lure the children into fundraising with the promises of goods to be won...if they sell 1000 candy bars. What's even worse is that little Johny's parents take their candy everywhere they go to peddle the 1000 candy bars...when they could just buy them a Ipod shuffle for $50 at Walmart!

Then my child is having a conniption because I will not kill myself to sell a ridiculous amount of candy bars....appalled at the fact that I will not buy 5 Entertainment books at $25 a piece!

I just don't understand...........................

Venting.....

A couple of weeks ago I shared that I had joined Curves...the gym for women...and by the way it's working out great. Part of the membership is a subscription to their magazine. As as a reader I will read anything that sits still....

So one of the articles talked about daily stress and how to relieve it in a healthy way. One of the issues that came up was frustration and how to get rid of it in a positive way....their answer surprised me. They suggested that you take deep cleansing breaths and calm yourself down RATHER than venting.

We have been told to get our feelings out and it will make us feel better....and I have certainly done so lately. But after reading that article and thinking about it I began to think about how it tied in spiritually.....

This is what came up with.....

Proverbs 19:11 Good sense makes a man restrain his anger, and it is his glory to overlook a transgression or an offense.

I know that when I call someone and vent I am just stirring up the frustration and anger....not getting rid of it or ignoring it...just making it grow stronger and more potent....

So I am going to take the natural advice of taking deep breaths and calming myself down over just dumping in an unhealthy way. I am also going to take the spiritual advise and restrain my anger and frustration...and over look the offense.

Please don't get me wrong, I truly believe in talking to people and getting advice or counsel.....and if I need to I will AFTER I have calmed down, and overlooked the transgression or offense.

Sometimes I think we are quite simple.....sometimes we fail to look at our instruction book for life...instead we let others tell us how we should live...which of course just frustrates our spirits all the more...simple simple simple. All we have to do is read the Word to know what to do.....

Wedding Weekend!!!!

Ahhh...It's Monday again...but I had a busy weekend...the good, the bad, and the ugly......

I am going to start with the ugly and work my way to the good...so that you can walk away smiling...I just love you all like that!

OK the ugly would be my daughters bathroom and it was astugsting (one of my preschoolers ways of saying distgusting) I have been more than gracious concerning the cleaning of their bathroom and bedrooms....giving grace for the amount of time they spend working at the school for me and running around doing the things I need them to do for me....but my grace has expired. I refuse to pay this much money for a house.......when half of of it looks like the city dump...soooooo

I took the doors off of their bedrooms AND their bathroom. I cleaned the bathroom from top to bottom and it reaks of clorox...too bad...I needed that much bleach to kill whatever was living in there.

Diva 2 came in and didn't even say a word...she just got a plastic garbage bag and sat on her floor in tears cleaning....I do not feel bad. Diva 1 won't be home until tonight...and I told her that I was going to do it sooner than later.....the time has come!

They can have their doors back when they prove to me they can keep their rooms clean AND they keep the bathroom clean...to my standards WITHOUT arguing about whose turn it is to clean it. My hope is that they don't get it together until their dad comes home...because I don't want to lug those doors back up the stairs...

Now the bad....so Friday afternoon I am finishing up the work on my desk so I can leave for the day when my cell rings...it's Joshua telling me that they broke the window by my front door ...I hung up without saying a word and called Auntie Carolyn who was on her way to the house to take a look and give me the truth about the situation. So she and Grandpa next door fixed it and she attempted to get my kids out of there before I go there...she almost made it:) I had nothing to say...they broke it arguing and I could not trust myself to utter a word.

A couple of hours later two of my 5 husbands (my husband has left several of his friends with instructions to be my other husbands...) called to tell me they secured the window and the house to prevent a break in and that it would probably only cost around $80-$100 to fix the window rather than the $800-$900 I was imagining.

My middle two...the offenders in this case knew not to push my buttons yesterday...they did not talk or argue all day...I acted like I was still mad....I plan on allowing them to think that I am still on the edge and mad at them...it keeps them on their toes.

Now for the good....my adopted little sister Shalei got married Saturday. We spent the night at a hotel in Waikiki Friday night...and have found the perfect room for when DH returns from his travels....jacuzzi tub IN the room...perfect....

Anyway....Saturday morning I went to have my hair done...and I came out looking like June Cleaver...no lie...thank God for Monique who was able to fix the mess the salon girl made...we had to start over...from the beginning...I mean I had to rewash my hair start over.

Other than my do.....getting ready went off without a hitch...much thanks to the wedding planner who was more like a drill sargent...but she got the job done. We were ready early and we had to wait for the limo.

I wrote my wedding toast on the way to the country club....made myself cry:) But we arrived there early and had a few moments before we began...just enough time to relax....but not enough time to get nervous.

Shalei looked so beautiful and we had so much fun...now she is married and all grown up...until the next time she walks into my office pouting:)

Law of the Garbage Truck

This was sent to me via email and it was so good I thought I would share it with you all....

Garbage Truck Rule One day I hopped in a taxi and we took off for the airport. We were driving in the right lane when suddenly a black car jumped out of a parking space right in front of us. My taxi driver slammed on his breaks, skidded, and missed the other car by just inches! The driver of the other car whipped his head around and started yelling at us. My taxi driver just smiled and waved at the guy. And I mean, he was really friendly. So I asked, 'Why did you just do that? This guy almost ruined your car and sent us to the hospital!' This is when my taxi driver taught me what I now call, 'The Law of the Garbage Truck.' He explained that many people are like garbage trucks. They run around full of garbage, full of frustration, full of anger, and full of disappointment. As their garbage piles up, they need a place to dump it and sometimes they'll dump it on you. Don't take it personally. Just smile, wave, wish them well, and move on. Don't take their garbage and spread it to other people at work, at home, or on the streets. The bottom line is that successful people do not let garbage trucks take over their day. Life's too short to wake up in the morning with regrets, so... 'Love the people who treat you right. Pray for the ones who don't.' Life is ten percent what you make it and ninety percent how you take it!

Laundry Detergent

Did you ever have one of those weeks........

You see I go to some sort of store at least once a day...for work, home, or church. I went to the store specifically to get laundry detergent 4 times last week and all 4 times I forgot it. The other times I meant to get it....but those last 4 times that was the reason I went to the store....and I got side tracked each time. I mean I had other things on my list so it's not like I totally walked in and got side tracked by shiny things....I just got everything on the list BUT the laundry detergent.

Let me say that I do not have a physical list...but one in my head.

So anyway,Friday after I left Walmart and got about half a mile down the road I remembered I forgot laundry detergent. So, I called Mellie and asked her to please please please get me some when she went to the NEX. I told her anything small and cheap...just enough to get me started. I jokingly said that if she forgot to get it that it would be a sign that I was not suppose to do laundry ever again.

So....yup...you guessed it! Mellie forgot to get it at the NEX and ended up having to stop at Foodland and buy me some laundry detergent.

I am only 37...how could I keep forgetting laundry detergent? Maybe because I really don't want to do the laundry.............