Monday, July 27, 2009

Do you know of any nose loving spiders?

Because apparently one has made a home in my son's nose.....well at least that's what he thought.

Not 10 minutes ago Little Man came up to me and told me he had "A web" in his nose. LOL Once I actually understood what he was saying (he doesn't pronounce his words too well sometimes) I had to giggle. I then told him that was actually snot in his nose hairs. He then gave me a puzzled look as he walked away. I was waiting for him to turn around and ask me about having hair in his nose, but he didn't.....guess having hair in your nose isn't as scary as having a web in there...LOL

Sunday, July 26, 2009

I'm tired of saying "NO".... I'm making signs to do it for me.

Both Peaches and Tink can read, so I figure they should have no problem. Plus I'm using as many imagines as I can so that Little Man can hopefully figure it out for himself.

So far I've made a "NO food or drink in the family room" sign, a "NO toys downstairs" sign, a "NO books left on the floor" sign and a "NO TV time" sign. I'm going to use packing tape to protect the signs and then I'll hang them in the appropriate places. The "NO TV time" one will only go up when I don't want them watching TV.

Only time will tell if these signs even work. I mean we all know how those "NO littering" signs don't always work, but hopefully I'm raising better citizens than those who ignore said signs.

So keep your fingers crossed that the signs work because if there is one thing I hate it's repeating myself and especially repeating myself saying the word "NO". Which is actually quite funny when you consider I'm a stay-at-home mom of three....LOL

Thursday, July 23, 2009

A little piece of advice...

....when you read the bottle of Mike's Harder Lemonade and it says it's really harder than Mike's Hard Lemonade....BELIEVE IT!!!

Okay I'm going to go back to listening to my music and downing some ice water in hopes of sobering up some before I head to bed..........d'oh

Thursday, July 16, 2009

My mind and body have two totally different ideas

about what I'm going to accomplish today!

Last night I had such big plans to clean and finish up moving Peaches into her own room and Little Man into the room with Tink. HOWEVER this morning my body decided that I needed to sleep in a little instead. Then it decided to not wake up after eating and having some coffee. So I went to have another cup of coffee and when I was getting the milk to put in it a bug decided to go all kamikaze on me and dive into my coffee!!! Arrggghhhh!!!! And that was the last cup of the pot too!!! (Since it's just me that drinks coffee I don't make big pots of it)

So now I'm here to gripe a little before taking a shower and hoping to salvage my plans for a big clean up today. Wish me luck because if I'm not successful my mind will surely go insane no matter how much sleep my body tries to make me get!!! ;)

Tuesday, July 14, 2009

Viewing the past with rose colored glasses

Have you ever noticed that when you look at parts of your past you tend to see them as not being as bad as they might have actually been? I'm asking this because when I mention how much my two daughters fight and wonder if I'll make it out of their childhood sane, my mother always talks about how much my sister and I used to fight and how she wondered the same thing. Now granted I am aware that my sister and I didn't become the best of friends until I hit my last year of high school, but I don't remember fighting nearly as much as my two girls do.

So this makes me think that as we grow older and get further away from events in our past we tend to make them seem better or rosier than they actually were. Kind of like when women remember childbirth. It never seems as bad 3-4 years afterwards as it did during the actual event. ;)

But I do know that there is one area of my life that I will never view with rose colored glasses and that is junior high! Bill Gates and Donald Trump could offer me all their money to relive it and I would still say no. High school was a bit better (I had some great friends who helped me wade through it), but I don't think I'd ever romanticize those years either.

Which brings me back to my two fighting daughters. Since they are only 25 months apart, I hope with all that I am and have that they become the best of friends before Tink reaches her last year of high school. Because if there is one thing they'll need to survive junior high and high school it will be a best friend to be there for them through the thick and the thin.

Monday, July 13, 2009

Am I creative or just never satisfied???

I don't think it's a big surprise to anyone who reads this blog, or knows me personally, but I LOVE to switch things around. I'm always rearranging my furniture and can't seem to keep the same blog look for very long.

And this isn't usually a problem, I mean when I rearrange I get to clean really good behind the furniture, which with my family is a good thing. You can't imagine the "stuff" and dog hair I find! *eek*

But earlier when I was contemplating changing the look of my blog I got to wondering......

Does all this switching things up mean that I am just a very creative person who has so many ideas that she can't stick with one thing for long.....
Does this mean that I am just never satisfied with the way things are and am constantly changing things to try and find a way I do like????

This first scenario sounds so much better, so I'd like to think that it's that one, but is it really???

Usually people are inclined to think better of themselves than what is actually the case. But then again should we all just automatically assume the worst of ourselves? On one hand there is the denial of the bad in ourselves and the other is the denial of the good....hmmmmm....this is one for all those psychologists out there....

Friday, July 10, 2009

Hindsight's worth it's weight in gold

You know back in the fourth grade I decided I was going to be a teacher. Then in the sixth grade I had the coolest teacher, Ms Jusaitis. I SO wanted to be her that I knew for sure that one day I'd become a teacher myself.

What happened?

To be honest I'm not sure. I think it was my natural curiosity that made me veer from my original plan of becoming a teacher. I took a psychology class and was so fascinated by how the human mind works that I decided to major it in it. But as I soon learned you can't do much of anything with just a bachelors degree in psychology.

Ah dang.

I had plans of going back to school to get a master's degree but I got married instead and then didn't have the money to go back. Then I had three kids in 4 years, so that really put going back very low on the totem pole of priorities.

Then last year I started volunteering in the girls' classrooms on a weekly basis and I suddenly remembered my original ambition of becoming a teacher. We still don't have the money for me to go back and get my teaching credential, but I think I have a way of earning money working at a school but not be an actual teacher, for now at least.

I'm so desperately hoping to become a para-professional at the girls' school once Little Man is in kindergarten. Of course I'm hoping to get him enrolled in all-day kindergarten so that I can work all day at the school. But I would need to get the job in order to enroll him in all day class, as they charge a whopping $210 a month for all day. Now that may not seem like much to some, but remember money is tight for us and we've never had to pay for daycare before, so that is a considerable amount of money for us. But if I was working it wouldn't be a problem.

What is a para-professional you ask? Well I'm not 100% sure, but I think it's just a fancy way of saying teacher's aide. You know like how they now say administrative assistant instead of secretary?

So once the school year has started in August I am hoping to volunteer as much as I can in hopes of getting my name known and then I'm going to try to feel out the prospect of getting hired on next year. Don't know if that will work or not, but it's worth a try right?

Tuesday, July 7, 2009

One thing I really love

I don't have the time to be on here posting, really, so I'm just going to post one thing that is on my mind and then get back to cleaning my kitchen to the melodious sounds of my playlist.

I decided earlier as I was driving home from the neighborhood pool, (yes we drove even though it was in the neighborhood I mean would you really want to walk home with three tired kiddos while there was a threat of a thunder and lightening storm? I didn't think so.), that I LOVE the feel of my skin after I've been swimming in a pool. A lake not so much, too much nature in I just love the way my skin feels after it's been exposed to chlorine. I know some people may think that's weird as most can't wait to get home and shower after they get out, but not me. I just love the smell and the way my skin feels tight, like it shrank in the pool.

Just another reason that some day, some way I will have my very own pool in my backyard!!!

Thursday, July 2, 2009

Thank you for the love and the memories

Today marks 16 wonderful years that my dear sweet hubby and I have been a couple. Sixteen of the most wonderful years that still aren't enough for me, I need at least 50 more with this sweet man of mine.

Our wedding anniversary isn't until the 12th (we will mark 12 years of wedded bliss) and dear sweet hubby told me I was being silly when I wished him a "Happy Anniversary" this morning. He said now that we were married the dating anniversary didn't count any more, but I beg to differ.

It was on this date in 1993 that he totally changed my life for the better. Until he took a chance on me I had only experienced unrequited love. I had never had the joy of having someone else like me when I liked them. So imagine my joy when this handsome, funny, caring man thought I was worth dating at the same time that I wanted him so desperately to!!!

And now that we are much older, and hopefully somewhat wiser, I still find myself feeling like the luckiest girl in the world that this handsome, funny and caring man still thinks I'm worth being with!!! :)

Dedicated to my children....

I have to admit I probably visit my blog more to listen to the music than to actually post, but I've created a play list of all my favorite music so I love to turn it on and just listen to the music that brings me such joy.

However in listening to my music I have realized that if I were to dedicate one song to my children it would be "I'll Stand By You" by The Pretenders. In listening to it it totally sums up how I feel about each of my children.

I tried finding a link I could put here so you could just click on it and hear the song but don't seem to have the brain power to accomplish that this evening, so I'll just put the lyrics so you can read it. If you want to listen to it it's number 71 on my play list. I hope you enjoy the song as much as I do!

Oh, why you look so sad?
Tears are in your eyes
Come on and come to me now
Don't be ashamed to cry
Let me see you through
'cause I've seen the dark side too
When the night falls on you
You don't know what to do
Nothing you confess
Could make me love you less

I'll stand by you
I'll stand by you
Won't let nobody hurt you
I'll stand by you

So if you're mad, get mad
Don't hold it all inside
Come on and talk to me now
Hey, what you got to hide?
I get angry too
Well I'm a lot like you
When you're standing at the crossroads
And don't know which path to choose
Let me come along
'cause even if you're wrong

I'll stand by you
I'll stand by you
Won't let nobody hurt you
I'll stand by you
Take me in, into your darkest hour
And I'll never desert you
I'll stand by you

And when...
When the night falls on you, baby
You're feeling all alone
You won't be on your own

I'll stand by you
I'll stand by you
Won't let nobody hurt you

I'll stand by you
Take me in, into your darkest hour
And I'll never desert you
I'll stand by you
I'll stand by you
Won't let nobody hurt you
I'll stand by you
Won't let nobody hurt you
I'll stand by you

Wednesday, July 1, 2009

Man I hate having to post this again...

...actually I'm not sure I posted it last time or not, but once again my dear sweet hubby did not get the promotion he applied for. Yet again they went with a person who already worked at the terminal in need of a manager, even though this person was not as well qualified as dsh. It's all about saving money these days, not who would be able to run the terminal the best. So sad but so very true.


So for now we have to continue with the status quo since we are all well aware of how rare it would be for us to win the lottery. I mean we have a better chance of getting hit by lightening, something which is most definitely not on my list of really fun things to do.

I just gotta keep reminding myself that at least dsh has a job, two even, and that we are able to support our family. That we have a nice house, even if it is a bit small for us, to live in. And who knows, maybe just maybe there will be an opportunity for dsh somewhere closer to our families out in California......our families would sure love that!