Well amidst all the confusion in my house, I finally found a few minutes to catch up. I locked myself out of my room today. No key. Of course, I called my husband and he said, "Don't break down the door! I'm on my way!" I have locked myself out of the house more than once, and I broke in. Literally broke the door jam, but at least I got in. Hey, it was cold outside. A girl's gotta do what a girl's gotta do. (Wink)
I got to watch the Charlie Brown Christmas special! It's just not Christmas until I've seen that, Rudolph (the old one) and How the Grinch Stole Christmas. Know what I mean?
Now, off to start something for supper. Sounds like a chili-dog night to me!
Friday, December 18, 2009
Tuesday, December 8, 2009
Eew
Gag-o-rama!
Migraines are for the birds. Well, maybe not the birds. Birds are such cute little creatures and I just can't imagine them barfing up their tiny little breakfasts of worms. Ew. Ok, so maybe migraines aren't for them after all. Who came up with that anyways? Well then, migraines are straight from the pit of Hell. Can I get a witneeeesssss??? (I'm singing this.) So my day started off very poorly, how about yours?
My precious boys, I felt so bad for them today. I was such a grouch. I yelled. I told them to shut-up. I was hurting sooo badly. I just wanted them to hush. Now I feel like a real loser, because of the way I talked to them this afternoon. God help me. Why do I do things like that? Please tell me that I am not the only one who does that. Please. Anyone? Thank God for Grandad. He came to the rescue with McDonalds for lunch. Me, I had a bite of a banana and managed to keep it down. Woot!
My sweetheart of a daddy came by to check on me (and to bring food, of course) because he is so very thoughtful. He calls me every day. Every single day. I love that. He's done that for a couple of years now and I don't think he knows how very special that is to me. My day just isn't complete without hearing from my hero. (Yes, my husband is my hero, too. But Dad was my hero first.) Dad, if you ever read this, I love you. I love you more than words could ever say or art could ever inspire. God knew exactly what He was doing when He made you my daddy.
I wish I were a better mother. Some days I feel so inadequate. Maybe it's just the mood that the migraine has led me to. Maybe it's just the weather. Maybe my heart is just a little sad. I just want to go home. That's all I want, is to go home. Funny thing is, I am home. I'm right here in my husbands recliner. What is it then? What's missing? People.
I guess I am a rather small-minded person because I tend to think only of the world that I interact with. Kind of shallow, huh? Our family has experienced so much loss over the last several years. It hits home so much harder during the holidays. Does anyone else feel this way, or am I just a sap? Surely, surely there are those out there who have made it through deep valleys on your way up to the mountain-tops. Reach out your hand, so that I can grab hold. Please. Sometimes all we need in this life is a helping hand.
Then again, I know that I do not walk alone. I know that my God is forever with me. He will be my fortress and my strength. I love Psalms 91.
"Lord, thank you for loving me. Thank you for being my protector and my shelter. Help me to feel your supernatural peace. I love you. Amen."
http://www.biblegateway.com/
Migraines are for the birds. Well, maybe not the birds. Birds are such cute little creatures and I just can't imagine them barfing up their tiny little breakfasts of worms. Ew. Ok, so maybe migraines aren't for them after all. Who came up with that anyways? Well then, migraines are straight from the pit of Hell. Can I get a witneeeesssss??? (I'm singing this.) So my day started off very poorly, how about yours?
My precious boys, I felt so bad for them today. I was such a grouch. I yelled. I told them to shut-up. I was hurting sooo badly. I just wanted them to hush. Now I feel like a real loser, because of the way I talked to them this afternoon. God help me. Why do I do things like that? Please tell me that I am not the only one who does that. Please. Anyone? Thank God for Grandad. He came to the rescue with McDonalds for lunch. Me, I had a bite of a banana and managed to keep it down. Woot!
My sweetheart of a daddy came by to check on me (and to bring food, of course) because he is so very thoughtful. He calls me every day. Every single day. I love that. He's done that for a couple of years now and I don't think he knows how very special that is to me. My day just isn't complete without hearing from my hero. (Yes, my husband is my hero, too. But Dad was my hero first.) Dad, if you ever read this, I love you. I love you more than words could ever say or art could ever inspire. God knew exactly what He was doing when He made you my daddy.
I wish I were a better mother. Some days I feel so inadequate. Maybe it's just the mood that the migraine has led me to. Maybe it's just the weather. Maybe my heart is just a little sad. I just want to go home. That's all I want, is to go home. Funny thing is, I am home. I'm right here in my husbands recliner. What is it then? What's missing? People.
I guess I am a rather small-minded person because I tend to think only of the world that I interact with. Kind of shallow, huh? Our family has experienced so much loss over the last several years. It hits home so much harder during the holidays. Does anyone else feel this way, or am I just a sap? Surely, surely there are those out there who have made it through deep valleys on your way up to the mountain-tops. Reach out your hand, so that I can grab hold. Please. Sometimes all we need in this life is a helping hand.
Then again, I know that I do not walk alone. I know that my God is forever with me. He will be my fortress and my strength. I love Psalms 91.
"Lord, thank you for loving me. Thank you for being my protector and my shelter. Help me to feel your supernatural peace. I love you. Amen."
http://www.biblegateway.com/
Monday, December 7, 2009
Screaming Kids
I woke up this morning to the tune of "Who Let the Dogs Out?" and two screaming kids. Why? Why must children fight when you are trying to sleep in? They were fighting over Bar-b-que chips.
Mitch: "IIIIIII want the bag!!!"
Ben: "NOOOO!!! IIIIIII want to hold the bag you stupid dummy!!!!"
Mitch: "Do you want me to knock you out!!!?"
Ben: "Do you want me to knock YOU out??? I don't even like you! I'm not your brother anymore!!!"
Mitch: "Shut-up!"
Ben: "NO, you shut-up! I'm gonna eat alllll the chips and you get nothin'!"
Sigh.
So I had to get up to go and referee. I was not in a pleasant mood, either. I'm not a morning person to begin with, and I loathe being woke up. I have to admit I think I heard myself growl. Sophie growls when she's aggravated and no one says anything to her. So there. (I'm pretty sure my teeth were showing, too.)
My house still isn't decorated for Christmas. I did, however, purchase two pieces of decor over the weekend. One for outside, and one for the doorknob inside. Oh, and I did purchase an ornament from Starbucks, which is still in the car. My house smells like Christmas, we do watch Christmas movies, and drink hot chocolate. It just doesn't feel like Christmas. Probably won't this year. I've got to get out of this! I have got to concentrate on the real meaning of Christmas, and not the circumstances I am sinking in. Wow, how selfish of me. The reason for the season, is the birth of Christ. I think it's time I start remembering that.
I've never been to a writer's conference or get-together, or editing party but there is a first time for everything! Tonight I'm going to Rockwall for my first meeting. I was actually supposed to have attended a conference in the summer but something came up at the last minute. Can't let that happen this coming year! I am so excited.
I miss my mom. I miss my Granny. I miss a lot of people today. It's not been just today either, it's been going on for a while. I tend to withdraw when this happens, and to tell you the truth, sometimes I like to withdraw. I enjoy being alone. I enjoy peace & quiet & those rare glimpses of tranquility. My soul craves them.
Well, I'm off to begin today's chores. Have a great day.
"Lord, please help me to find contentment in the simple things of my life. Help me to feel peace instead of despair. When my heart needs comforting, please lift my head to the Heavens. Oh, and while you're at it, could you please zap my kids mouths shut while I'm sleeping!!!?"
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Mitch: "IIIIIII want the bag!!!"
Ben: "NOOOO!!! IIIIIII want to hold the bag you stupid dummy!!!!"
Mitch: "Do you want me to knock you out!!!?"
Ben: "Do you want me to knock YOU out??? I don't even like you! I'm not your brother anymore!!!"
Mitch: "Shut-up!"
Ben: "NO, you shut-up! I'm gonna eat alllll the chips and you get nothin'!"
Sigh.
So I had to get up to go and referee. I was not in a pleasant mood, either. I'm not a morning person to begin with, and I loathe being woke up. I have to admit I think I heard myself growl. Sophie growls when she's aggravated and no one says anything to her. So there. (I'm pretty sure my teeth were showing, too.)
My house still isn't decorated for Christmas. I did, however, purchase two pieces of decor over the weekend. One for outside, and one for the doorknob inside. Oh, and I did purchase an ornament from Starbucks, which is still in the car. My house smells like Christmas, we do watch Christmas movies, and drink hot chocolate. It just doesn't feel like Christmas. Probably won't this year. I've got to get out of this! I have got to concentrate on the real meaning of Christmas, and not the circumstances I am sinking in. Wow, how selfish of me. The reason for the season, is the birth of Christ. I think it's time I start remembering that.
I've never been to a writer's conference or get-together, or editing party but there is a first time for everything! Tonight I'm going to Rockwall for my first meeting. I was actually supposed to have attended a conference in the summer but something came up at the last minute. Can't let that happen this coming year! I am so excited.
I miss my mom. I miss my Granny. I miss a lot of people today. It's not been just today either, it's been going on for a while. I tend to withdraw when this happens, and to tell you the truth, sometimes I like to withdraw. I enjoy being alone. I enjoy peace & quiet & those rare glimpses of tranquility. My soul craves them.
Well, I'm off to begin today's chores. Have a great day.
"Lord, please help me to find contentment in the simple things of my life. Help me to feel peace instead of despair. When my heart needs comforting, please lift my head to the Heavens. Oh, and while you're at it, could you please zap my kids mouths shut while I'm sleeping!!!?"
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Saturday, December 5, 2009
Friday, December 4, 2009
Home
Oh man. I wanna go home. I am home, though. Well, I'm here, at my house, but trust me, this isn't the home I meant. So where is it? How can I possibly go home if I can't even find it? It's cold outside and I'm missing someone. Guess that will always be with me.
Speaking of it being cold outside, I'm about to have to go out in it! Errands to run, fish to fry. I could stay home and do laundry and bathe the dog. Truth is, I'd rather get out in the cold! My sink is full of dishes, the stove needs cleaning, too. However, it is really important that I go and relieve my husband from the burden of his paycheck. It is calling my name. Besides, I wouldn't want him to have a bad day just because he has to carry around that darling slip of blue paper.
Yesterday I bought my first Christmas decoration of the year. I really need to get into the Christmas spirit. I felt a flicker of the holiday flame yesterday; but only for a second. I need it. I need more. We always get a real tree, so we haven't put our Christmas tree up yet. Nothing helps me get in the mood like taking in the beautiful aroma of a fir tree. Mmmmm. How soothing. Perhaps that's what I need. I need to go ahead and get my tree!
Christmas parties planned. Travel arrangements being made. I should be excited, right? So how come I feel like something is missing?
Oh well, life goes on. Gotta go scrub the spaghettios off the floor and find a 'zert' for Ben. He likes his dessert. Who doesn't? In fact, I think I'm in the mood for a 'zert' too. Look out truffles, here I come!
"I gotta gotta TRY-to find the reason WHY!"
Anyone want to guess what Nickelodeon cartoon I'm watching?
Speaking of it being cold outside, I'm about to have to go out in it! Errands to run, fish to fry. I could stay home and do laundry and bathe the dog. Truth is, I'd rather get out in the cold! My sink is full of dishes, the stove needs cleaning, too. However, it is really important that I go and relieve my husband from the burden of his paycheck. It is calling my name. Besides, I wouldn't want him to have a bad day just because he has to carry around that darling slip of blue paper.
Yesterday I bought my first Christmas decoration of the year. I really need to get into the Christmas spirit. I felt a flicker of the holiday flame yesterday; but only for a second. I need it. I need more. We always get a real tree, so we haven't put our Christmas tree up yet. Nothing helps me get in the mood like taking in the beautiful aroma of a fir tree. Mmmmm. How soothing. Perhaps that's what I need. I need to go ahead and get my tree!
Christmas parties planned. Travel arrangements being made. I should be excited, right? So how come I feel like something is missing?
Oh well, life goes on. Gotta go scrub the spaghettios off the floor and find a 'zert' for Ben. He likes his dessert. Who doesn't? In fact, I think I'm in the mood for a 'zert' too. Look out truffles, here I come!
"I gotta gotta TRY-to find the reason WHY!"
Anyone want to guess what Nickelodeon cartoon I'm watching?
Wednesday, December 2, 2009
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