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I’ve gotten a few emails asking about my *sabbatical. So here are some of the highlights ~ and lowlights of the past year.
- The biggest *thing that happened is Thing 6.
- Thing 6 is 4mths old now.
- and SOOOO amazingly adorable.
- I almost can’t stand it.
- Such a good baby.
- Ok why do we say that?
- He’s a baby! of COURSE he’s good!
- So instead I’ll say,
- such a content & happy baby.
- which is awesome, but a little scary…
- Thing 4 was a very happy & content baby too
- and now he is a Holy Terror the wild behind the Romper~Room~Gone~Wild.
- So we did move.
- And 2 months later we moved out.
- The landlord we were renting from
- sold the property.
- SOLD IT!!!!
- And the house
- that ended up being on not 1
- but 3 acres
- you know,
- the one that fell from the sky
- well
- it was no more.
- the phrase The Lord Giveth and The Lord Taketh Away redundantly comes to mind when i think about this.
- So back to the R.V. we went.
- 2 parents
- 6 kiddos
- 36 ft R.V.
- You do the math.
- I KNOW!
- You don’t have to tell me.
- I was there.
- And now we are moving again.
- but this time
- we are buying.
- & I (& all of my *things)
- are singing the hallelujah chorus.
- aaand apparently I’m a little off tune
- so be thankful you can’t hear me.
- 40 lines to say
- we struggled
- we stayed faithful
- & for now atleast,
- that particular struggle is behind us:)
Very interesting day today! How ’bout ya’ll?
Okay, maybe it wasn’t that interesting. Not that I was lying before. It was interesting to me. Just maybe not so interesting to you :’)
I don’t have any long, wisdom~filled, inspiring thoughts on any given topic right now as I usually do.
Oh, wait. I was just thinking about somebody else’s blog.
I don’t usually have those here.
But you can still *pretend that I do. If you want to.
Or you’re like a big~purple~dinosaur~who~shall~remain~nameless and that’s the way you roll.
Either way. It’s all good to me.
Do you want to know what I saw today? You’re never going to believe it. It was just sad.
A rose made out of panties.
This is not the interesting part of my day by the way. This is just the random part of it that popped into my head when I started typing.
Now I’m not completely naive. I understand that there is obviously a huuuge market for those things.
Really.
What girl wouldn’t want one?
What shocked me about it, was that they were being sold at the cash register of the local convenient store.
The one where I have take my children in with me to get stuff.
My children.
Half of whom, are still in the if~you~can~get~it~in~your~grabby~little~hands~then~it~must~go~into~your~mouth phase.
It doesn’t always make it to the mouth though.
On a good day.
Which today was.
But those hands are really .. grabby. And quick.
My children.
Who ask questions about everything. everything!
And not quietly either. Not even a little bit.
It’s like they have a rule or something.
Must…ask…embarrassing…questions…as…loudly….as…humanly…possible.
But only with an audience.
The bigger the audience, the louder the voice.
Like they’re taking a poll or something.
Ya think they’re checking my answers?
Maybe I should rethink this homeschooling thing.
They might be learning too much.
Isn’t there another rule out there somewhere that say mommy’s always right?
Atleast when it comes to the little *Things.
If not, we should definently get one of those.
That could be useful.
Anyway, the above combination of Things, convenient store counter paraphanelia & other people within hearing range is just not a good mix.
How is it a *convenient store if I still have to go to cvs?
11 Comments:
- YESSS ! I have accomplished my goal of being the first person to comment your blog ! go me :]
That is quite funny cause your kids do ask rather embarrassing questions with really loud voices !!
But i love them … and this blog made me laugh .
- Hey, thanks for the great bridal shower gift idea. I could give my sister a dozen pantie roses ~ you think I’m kidding don’t you? Only halfway. It could be cute, I could do a little mix of colors and can picture her face when she realizes what they’re made out of. Hmmm….I’m sure they’re pretty cheap at the convenient store counter – so it could at least be part of the gift. At my daughters baby shower they made little rose centerpieces out of baby socks. It was very cute.
- P.S. God’s grace for your family as you are moving. I hope things go smoothly for you all. Glad you made it onto the blog again.
- My little ones do the same thing. It can be *so* embarrassing. But of course I don’t have to tell *you* that.
I try to just stay away from convenience stores if possible. The check-out counters are so full of smut. Check out the half naked bods on the magazine covers while you’re checking out your merchandise … yuck!
Blessings ~ Diane
- A rose made out of panties, huh? Well, that is just…um…???…convenient, I guess! A little strange, in my opinion–but convenient. As for your children’s embarrassing questions in loud voices? My 5-year-old granddaughter is the Princess of Loud and Embarrassing. So I always give a sympathy smile to the Mom when I hear it happening! It really is kinda cute and funny to those of us who are overhearing it!
- Why is it that our kids feel the need to say or ask the most embarrasing things loud and in front of the whole world. For instance my daughter will say “Mama I have to go poop.” Gotta love them.
- HA HA HA HA HA!!!!! OH! ROFLOL! Sorry I missed that little flower… and I CAN’T BELIEVE you think I have ANYTHING worthwhile to say!
I am thinking about your move though, and YUCK! I hate the act of moving. I love the *adventurous* feeling of being somewhere new though, and I especially would be thrilled by starting out with clean corners. (((((HUGS))))) sandi~still so excited that you linked to me! WOW! I feel FAMOUS! LOL!
- LOL–I think I was behind you in line at that convenience store! But my kids decided to pick that rose up and pull of the “petals” HMMM…perhaps they should move those things under their counters and make people ask for them if they wish to purchase them. Have a great day!
- Hey girlie! Well it does sound like you’ve had an interesting day. Well, I was just now able to get back on my blog. It was like God was saying, “No, you have too much other stuff to do” Well, He IS ALWAYS right! Anyway, it let me back on today…so here I am! Well, I am praying for you guys as you make your big move! Hope everything goes smoothly! You are coming to OOOOOOklahoma right? Where the wind comes sweeping down the plains….!? Just hoping. Well, catch ya later!
Charity
- I would so NOT want to meet the person who buys that! (Unless it is for a wedding shower, that is kind of funny!)
I always cringe when the checkout person is either a short-haired woman or a long-haired man, because my 4 year old will always ask,very loudly “Mommy, is that a boy or a girl?” I’ve started whispering to her, ” It’s a girl/boy” before we even get to them.
PS I don’t remember how I found your blog, but it’s great!
- LOL ya’ll crack me up!
I’m relieved to hear it’s not just mine!
Becca~ That IS so funny! I’m not sure if they come in other colors at *other locations, but these were all in a lovely shade of street~walker~red. If you do give this gift that keeps on giving, please take a picture of her reaction:)
& ty for the *prayers.
I hear ya Diane~ there is a certain drive thru store that I no longer drive thru b/c there are “half naked beer ladies” (you know those stand up cardboard people) that my children are disturbingly fascinated by.
Kim~ I think it …strange too. lol. I’m glad there are people like you listening and not just the ones who are thinking ” what is this woman teaching her kids????”
LOL @ Jesse’s daughter. You definently gotta love them.
Sandi~ it was prettyful you should have seen it;) I am SO looking forward to those clean corners.
You are just too much. (((hugs back at ya)))
tegdirb92~ was that you??? ROFL. I agree there’s gotta be a better place for those.
Charity~ i was wondering where you were! lol. Happy to hear everything is good. Thanks for all of the prayers.
singforhim~ that is too funny. Good lookin out answering before they ask. lol. & thanks. I’m glad you *found me:)
Brit~ You’re a trip girlie. GO you!
Remind me not to make fun of Thing 1’s stories anymore. I think Adventures in Snotland was actually a prophecy.
Except it hasn’t really been an adventure…more like a jungle safari gone really really bad. I thought the story was over. Apparently there are a few *surprise endings.
I don’t really like surprises.
Any of ya’ll pray? If ya do, & you happen to be reading this, could you do me a little favor? Could you just say a little prayer for my Mom.
I’m a firm believer in hitting my knees (instead of the Dr’s office & the pills) when we get sick or hurt. Don’t get me wrong. When in labor, I’m all about the spinal block & the demoral. I’ve had 3 c~sections. I don’t believe that surgery is evil. And as some of you *may already know, I believe in the power of nyquil when ya just feel like crap. Or atleast, the power of nyquil to knock you out so you sleep through most of it.
But as far as actual healing (as opposed to the fleshy feeling better/ comfort stuff) goes… I go to the great physician exclusively.
My philosophy is that if I don’t go to the doctor, then my faith is strong enough that I don’t really need to know exactly whats wrong & I just ‘pray it away’. God is good & all is well. I know that might not make much sense to some, well most, of you, but this has worked for me all of my life. It’s almost like ‘if I get diagnosed with it then it will define me’. And that’s the way it will be. And that’s what my life will be about. Not that there is anything to diagnose. But if there was. That’s probably how it would be.
My family’s (as in mom, dad, sister, nieces) faith is a little different. Not worse. Not better. Just different. That’s okay too. They have faith that if they go to the Dr. when they are sick, that God will use that Dr. or medicine or whatever the treatment is… to heal them. Aaaand that works for them. God is still good & all is well.
So in light of that, I took my mom to the Dr. yesterday. My dad was out of town at a seminar. My sister does not handle emergencies/sickness/basically anything that could possibly involve someone NOT being okay, well.
I’m the one who convinced my mom to go. Everyone’s been SO sick lately. We were worried it might turn into pneumonia. Seriously, I thought we would go to the Dr. (who I used to work for when I was nursing *before other Things took priority & he is very close to our family) & he would give her a shot of cortisone & a script for antibiotics. You’ll feel better in a few days. Come see me next week.
She was off balance & the only way I can describe it accurately is that she was stumbling around like she had had a few too many. He takes one look at her & sends us to the er. She doesn’t want to go. She doesn’t want them to tell her she has to stay. I told her I can’t see any reason why she would have to stay.
SO guess what they tell her? She has to stay. Her WBC is way high. And she has an on again/off again fever.
I know she’ll be okay…but I can’t help but think I should have just let her sleep on the couch like she wanted to do in the 1st place. That’s what I would have done if it had been me instead of her…..
2 Comments:
- Sorry I’ve been a little MIA around this blogosphere. Things have been a little busy for me. I’m sorry to hear about your mom. I don’t think you did anything wrong in taking your mom to the doctor. Prayer doesn’t stop working when we are in the hospital. And sometimes the Lord does use medicine for healing. I will pray for her health to be restored and who knows, it may turn out to be a testimony of God’s healing power to someone in that hospital who didn’t know that He does heal.
- Well that’s a much better way to look at it;) ty girlie.
Have you ever seen that movie Bruce Almighty? It’s not new or anything. And I haven’t seen it recently. I’m not really sure why I was even thinking about it. SO…we’ll just…come back to this later. When I actually have something to say about it. Sound good? Good!
You wanna know what drives me crazy about trying to tell ya’ll stuff sometimes? Words just don’t look the way I say them. like, how often do you talk like this? Where every word is just clipped off neatly at the end. NO emphasis. No pronunciation. It’s just …wierd. Ooooor maybe it’s just me? No. You’re supposed to say NO.
I was thinking about when Thing 1 ~9yob~ was like 2. Closer to 3. But still 2. He has always been SO self reliant. He can & wants to do everything for himself. This was an extremely annoying trait to me when he was my only *baby. When I had all the time in the world ~ or atleast all the time in the day ~ to cater to his every little desire. But now, that there are 4 more not~so~self~reliant..make that 5 more, I am singin the hallelujah chorus.
I have a point. I just haven’t gotten you to it yet. Hang on. I’m getting there.
All we need is just a little patience…..
I was talking to a RL friend (1 of the many 2) who I LOVE and we were talking about Thing 4. And how I have to make sure that no matter what I am always always up & at the very least, semi~coherent BEFORE he wakes up. Or Chaos will reign. & that is just *not the way I roll 
That made me remember when Thing 1 was like 2.
& he woke up first. And apparently… had a little time on his hands…before he came into our room all happy & excited. He made us breakfast. Just like daddy does. Cause he loves us so much. Ain’t that just the sweetest thing?
You can see where this is going can’t you? 2 yr old. Unsupervised. Kitchen.
Say it with me now… a recipe forrrrrrrrrrrr…… what? I can’t hear you.
OmGOODNESS let me just tell you what we walked into. A lovely breakfast buffet. Uncooked ’scrambled eggs’ ~the good kind~shells & all~ beautifully arranged on the front doormat. 3 bowls sat ontop of the coffee table. Full of jello. And cheerios. And milk. Yummy. A nice contemporary look ….a walkway made of cheerios & grape jelly …led us into the kitchen.
Need I go on?
I find it oddly funny that the girls *Thing 2 & Thing 3, (Thing 5 is not old enough yet…thankfully;) who love love LOVE to be in the kitchen with me, have never experimented on thier own. And NOT because they are less adventurous. Trust me. I have had walls decorated with you~don’t~even~want~to~know~what that just toss that theory right out the window.
Maybe it’s a girl thing. Thou shall respect the kitchen. The kitchen shall become your friend. I really like the kitchen. Not so much, my kitchen. Just the kitchen in general, as a room.
I don’t know why. I can only cook good enough to not starve my family. That’s about it. OH but I make a *mean sausage gravy & biscuits. And pasta. And chicken. And porkchops. Okay, maybe I’m not as bad of a cook as I thought. I must have gotten a little better since the last time I checked. & That’s always a good thing.
7 Comments:
- Oh what fun memories. They are such a pain at the time…but such sweet things to remember. Noah is SO much more laid back then Anna…buuuuuuuuuuuttttt, I don’t know…they could probably run a tight race in making the biggest mess….remember…boogers on the wall…AAAAAnnnnnnnddd so on. Catch ya later girlie!
Charity - That is great. Seriously. I’d so rather have funny stuff like that to look back on then having the most perfectly well behaved child. We haven’t gotten the breakfast surprise yet but we have gotten plenty of surprises involving spreading diaper messes on walls, crib, blankets, toys, bathtub, etc. My mother in law told me that my husband and her brother once dumped everything ‘dumpable’ in the kitchen onto the floor. Wet, dry – all food that they could reach had been poured out.
- this sounds a lot like what goes on in our house!! Sometimes I have good intentions of making a “teaching lesson” out of me cooking and having my kids watch but it always ends up in disaster!! We have 5 kids too and all of them would love the opportunity to paint the walls with anything lying around!! You’re such a breath of fresh air–knowing that I am not alone in this mommyhood “battle”of wills!
I raise my mostly empty and already spilled, cookie infested, plastic juice cup to you
- No pictures? I want pictures. This is sooooo hilarious. Somewhere I have a picture of my 1 and 2yo’s covered in flour. No one’s ever attempted meals though. I also have a picture of the dandelions my dd picked for me when she was about 4yo. She put them in a dixie cup….’bout 9 dixie cups to be more specific. They were all over the bathroom sink.
Which reminds me, I did blog about the PBJ my 5yo attempted to make awhile back. The photos said it all (all the way down to the shattered jar of grape jello on my kitchen floor).
http://inthemidstofthisseason.blogspot.com/2007/02/im-not-much-of-long-term-planner.html
Yep, would love to see photos of your breakfast chef’s work. You did take them, yes?
Blessings,
~Toni~ - LMAOO !! I remember when Tristan did that ! haha … well i don’t remember myself … cause i was like … young ? Well . i was like … 9? idk but i remember you telling me about that ….or maybe i actually REMEMBER it … ok bear with me now ..
WHAT ABOUT BRUCE ALMIGHTY ??!?!!? it’s killing me . why would you start like that and then leave us hangingg !! uhhh !
- lol @ charity’s boogers on the wall (only cause I’ve BEEN there!!!)
ooooooh Becca been there too ~ just wait till yours want to surprise you;)
tegdirb92 thank you! I love your blog! And to you I raise my glass…er plastic cup…of cheeto infested sweet tea which is also already been spilled & is half empty.
TOni I KNOW i know but that was like 7 yrs ago BEFORE I got digital. So I have a pic somewhere…
Brit I will call you & tell you about Bruce Almighty. lol. & it wouldn’t surprise me if you remember it
- LOL! I would have freaked at that sight! What a lovely mess, but at least it was made with love. Too funny.
And I’m sure you’re a better cook than you think. There are so many easy recipes out there that you really have to TRY to screw up.
I give up.
Rockyou! is NOT rocking me right now.
I knocked out last night. I am officially sick of being sick. I don’t usually get sick. I don’t usually get sick to the point where I can’t just ignore it & go about my day. My poor kids. They haven’t learned a thing since last Monday.
Okay. To be fair to myself, and my awesome teaching abilities, they have actually still learned a few things.
Like how to make it look like you’ve done things..
when you haven’t really done a thing.
How to feed your family every night…
without ever turning on the oven.
How to get a movie at bedtime…
by sweet talkin daddy while mommy’s knocked out in a Nyquil~induced~coma.
How mommy will be SO agreeable to anything (including, but not limited to, an ultra healthy breakfast of sausage pizza~banana split pudding~& cheeze its) if you just be quiet while you’re doing it.
Not exactly my plan for our curriculum. Or anything close to my “Good Mom” to do list.
13 Comments:
- That breakfast menu was funny! I hope you are feeling better soon!!
- LOL, I just posted about being sick on my blog this past week too. But I bet you didn’t look like you only had a 2nd grade math education, nor did your family look like the Beverly Hillbillies. It’s all in a good bout of “the bug” for me.
Blessings,
~Toni~
http://inthemidstofthisseason.blogspot.com/2007/04/yellow-alert.html - Oops, I also meant to say those other lessons were muy important as well. I can’t seem to find them in my curriculum though (I think homeschool moms could write an entire “curriculum” about life lessons learned at home).
Blessings,
~Toni~ - I’m so sorry you’ve been sick! ICK! and I have enjoyed reading this entire page of yer blog! (((((HUGS))))) sandi
- What?, wait, you mean sausage pizza for breakfast, microwave meals and movies all night long isn’t a normal mommy thing? Dang, I guess I missed that memo I hope you feel better very soon and get back into your normal routine. If anything I think your kids are learning grace this week. Grace grace.
- We all have those days. And weeks. And months. And sometimes even years. This too shall pass. Hope you get to feeling better soon!
Blessings ~ Diane - I sure understand this post. Been there, done that.
Thanks for stopping by!
Lori
- I think I may be one of your kids… that sounds like my exact routine. lol. Seriously, you are still sick? Allergies or more flu-like…? I’m sorry because you sound like you don’t want to be. I like being sick. Er–is that sick in itself?
- We were sick too for about 3 weeks. It was terrible. I think we’re finally over it. Thanks for stopping by my WW post today! Hope you’re feeling better soon!
- these last couple of weeks have been somewhat unproductive for us. That rotten cold gets a hold of you and doesn’t let go. Keep the Nyquil near by.
- I know what you mean about being tired of being sick. I’ve been feeling a little cruddy but I think it’s allergies. Hope you feel better soon.
- I hate being sick. Had shingles not too long ago- no fun at all.
- Thank you so much. I am feeling slightly human again
I’m looking for that other mom. You know the one. The perfect mom. Where is she? I know she’s out there somewhere. I’ve read about her. I’ve heard about her. Even been asked why I couldn’t be more like her. Cause you know, she teaches perfect kids everyday. In her perfectly clean house. Writing perfect posts. While she simultaneously runs her own business from home. Milks the cows every morning. Picks fresh vegetables from the garden for dinner. And bakes … all kinds of bakie things all day in between rushing said perfect children to all of the most perfect activities.
I’m not so different from her.
I can multi task too.
I can wipe a snotty Thing 5 nose while taming a Thing 4~gone~wild, filling a sippy cup from a gallon of milk bought at Sweetbay, listening to a chattering Thing 3 AND making the appropriate mmmhhhmmm sounds at all of the right places, silencing an argument over ~whatever~Thing 1~&~Thing 2~are~currently~bickering~about with just a look, finding the biggest Thing of them all boxers & a towel so he can take a shower because he can never seem to find them even though they are always in the same place, all at the same time. At which time I am also burning dinner & not baking anything.
How’s that for talent?
I think I’ve just had an epiphanot. Okay not really. But I do think I’m addicted to that site. & I really really like that word. Aaaand I just wanted to use it.
If you happen to see that other mom, let me know. I’m hoping she will show up one day to help me with my laundry.
Sometimes I think I shouldn’t be hatin on the laundry so much. But then I look at the overflowing hampers and … well… it’s just not loveable.
Oh and speaking of snotty noses. Or just snot in general. For the record. Rebecca, the much anticipated answer to your question ~ apparently I am *indeedy the queen of snotland and I am so feelin it this week. But don’t worry ~ my crown is not made of the ordinary paper & crayon variety, but instead appears to be made from a nice cheeto/drool paste.
You’ve been on pins & needles just waiting to hear that haven’t you. SO happy to provide you with the visual. Don’t thank me. It’s what I do.
Okay, my neice sent that to me. It’s a friend of hers. And he’s not, by the way. Just in case it wasn’t clear. But they really do think he is. It’s so disturbing that I actually laughed myself to tears. There is something seriously WRONG with that. And obviously with me. I’m still cracking up.
In all truthiness, you laughed too didn’t you?
- 1. You are a very talented mommy.
2. If you find that perfect mom don’t send her my way. After she left I’d feel like a complete failure.
3. Yay! You have a crown!
4.Oh man, I was crackin up. That video was fun-ny.
5. I’m glad he has a sense of humor to deal with his family’s opinion. - I never considered the failure I’d feel like when she left. Thanks Becca. Now I have to do my own laundry.
To show you that I hold no grudges … YOU can borrow my crown anytime you want
- HAHAHAHAHAA !!
You put bo on there !
That`s hilarious .
It`s on my myspace btw .
So i listen to it every day :]I love it . And him :] AND YOU !
- Those perfect moms just get me everytime. I’d love to have that perfectly clean house, but by the time I get home from work, the only thing I can do is eat supper, feed my son and get him ready for bed. Then I’m pooped. I have a ton of laundry that every now and a blue moon I can get control of – sorta…..
- Leanne ~ I know mee tooooo. except the kids are the work. but I feel ya on the laundry.
Brit I love u TOO.
Thing 3: Mommy I can’t remember. Why did Jesus die on the cross for our sins?
Mommy: Because He loves us SO much.
Thing 3: Oh Ya.
LONG thoughtful pause: But I really don’t remember that day.
6 Comments:
- Thing 3 is very cute. I look forward to conversations like that with my kids. For now I get “church, jesus, friend, toys?” oh and “amen”. It’s still fun.
- lol that sounds like Elijah. Amens are good too
- OK, how precious is that?
- That’s great! Children are sooo…inquisitive and they say such funny things!
On another note…I left a comment on my other blog about my post on getting ready for company and I also thought I would pop over here to give you the link for the comment that I wrote on another blog…it explains things…
http://me-mama.blogspot.com/2007/04/why-i-hate-perfectionism.html
If this url address is too squished, you can read my response to your comment at my blog.
Blessings!
Heather - She is wayyyy too cute !
lol :] - That is adorable. She’s a cutie!
Think about what you’re tryin to do… er sorry. That song is totally stuck in my head. What? It’s stuck in your head too? How ironic. Wait~what..oohhh .. it’s only stuck in your head ’cause.. my bad.
I *think I’ve had one of those bloggy moments. You know, the one where you realize that there’s this whole little bloggyworld out there and you’ve somehow become part of it. Actually, what I’m realizing is that its a BIG BIG bloggyworld out there. And some amazing moms behind them. Moms that you want to be just like when you grow up. Moms like Youngmommy who is a so~much~better version of me than I am. So imagine my surprise when she tagged me with the
She made me sound So great I almost wanted to check myself out. Not like that! Think NICE thoughts! And ya wanna know the best part? It involves *making a list. I KNOW! Aren’t you excited? WOW. Really… you don’t have to do cartwheels… Just sit back down…
And go check out 5 bloggers who make me think
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A Not So Desperate Housewife ~ Rebecca ~ is the absolute awesomest. She’s my 1st bloggy friend & my 1 faithful reader. lol. AND she even humors me with comment lists! You can tell that she’s the mom you could just chill with all day. No matter what you were doing. Or how WILD your kids are being. And even though she *thinks she’s just waiting for the world to change, I think she’s helping to change it
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I was just led to Especially Heather yesterday but I was completely engrossed in what she wrote & how she wrote it. When I read about her baby girl I could SO relate. I’ve been there! When I read about what she is going through now I thought “I could never do that” and especially not with the grace that pours out of her. Unknowingly, she reminds me to be thankful that our savior is not just your average everyday hero.
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Charity of Arrows In Our Quiver really makes me think. She makes me think “How does this sweet little girl have it SO together, and what does that say about me?” lol. If you are ever, ever EVER feeling down & out, need a shoulder or an ear, encouragement or support, or just straight up need to feel like somebody loves ya THIS is the place to go!
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The mom behind Always A Work In Progress is a true Titus2Woman. She cracks me up with the peepee dance and other silliness. Most of all she challenges me, in those wifely areas… and encourages me to strive to be a better wife, mom & woman. AND she gives the best (((hugs&prayers))).
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Ya’ll are making me stand up right in the midde of lurkerville for this one, but if I’m givin you blogs that make me think then I’ve gotta tell you about Rockstar Mommy. I’m not sure if this awards thing is really the way she rolls.. but the very 1st post I ever read on her blog brought home a HUGE lesson that I was being taught. If you looked up a comparison for our little corners of bloggy world it would probably come up under antonyms. You would be looking this up on Encarta, of course. ‘Cause that’s just how we look things up around here. We are both moms, and our instinctive *mom feelings, emotions, fears… they are all the same on the inside. It’s just the way we express them on the outside that’s different.
The idea of this award is to “pay it forward” —
If, and only if, you get tagged, & you choose to participate,
write a post with links to 5 blogs that make you think
Link to the original post, so that people can easily find the exact origin of the meme
Proudly display the ‘Thinking Blogger Award’
- Thank you. I mean that. Thank you.
- This is soooo neat!!!!! WOW! I am soo honored! I can’t wait to participate too~but what if I wanna link right back to YOU again? (((((HUGS))))) sandi
- 1. Congrats on your ‘Thinking Blogger Award’.
2. Thank you for passing it along to me.
3. I’d totally pass it to you if it didn’t come from you. - Wow! What fun! Thanks so much! You are such an awesome friend. I very much appreciate your kindness…….Lists…….Yes………Good.
- YoungMommy is great, isn’t she? And Especially Heather is amazing!
I’ve been trying this new thing lately. Being quiet. Think before I speak, if you will. I know. I should already know how to do this. I’m sure I’ve learned this before at some point in my life. But I just don’t think the lesson took. Obviously. Or I woudn’t be *practicing the art of keeping my mouth shut. Right now. Probably at this very moment.
And ya know what??? It’s freakin HARD to do sometimes. *Especially when I think I’m right. Or righteous. Since I’ve been keeping my thoughts to myself, they’re overloading my brain. I barely have time to register 1 thought before the next one comes popping along, rudely interrupting like there was nothing there already.
So guess what? It’s your lucky day! If you like random, unorganized, momble jomble. I won’t be offended if you don’t. Really. Not even a little bit. That does mean that it’s not~so~much your lucky day. But these thoughts have to go somewhere. So..either way, here’s some random truthiness.
- If you’ve never been here before, you might not know that I’m a compulsive listmaker.
- Unless it’s just that obvious.
- I think I’ve finally figured out why I like lists SO much.
- They surface clean my brain.
- & they somehow make even the utterest of chaos look neat & organized.
- You know how I feel about surface cleaning.
- In a perfect world, if I made a list of every single piece of clothing my children have gotten dirty this week if it would *magically clean itself.
- Have ya noticed it’s not a perfect world?
- Guess that means I should get on that laundry a little quicker.
- So I’ll save that list for another day.
- I know.
- It’s devestating.
- I know you’re tearing up right now at just the mere thought of not seeing that list.
- Me too.
- You should be careful what you name your children.
- Has anyone ever told you that your child’s name determines what kind of person they will be.
- They lied.
- My sister wanted to name her youngest daughter Harley.
- I don’t know why.
- My mom (hers too) told her she would be a hellion with a name like that.
- So they named her Rebecca Lynn.
- Such a sweet name.
- Thing 2 cracks me up.
- I think it’s because she’s ALOT like me.
- I tend to crack me up too.
- Someone has to amuse me.
- It might as well be myself.
- Thing 1 *9b did something earlier.
- I don’t remember what.
- But I said ‘ Thing 1 I don’t find that humorous at ALL.’
- Thing 2 *6g ~ in her little girl princess~like little~girl~way ~ says
- ‘Not even a little bit!’
- Do you consider yourself a quiverful mom?
- I do.
- As far as quivers go, mine feels pretty full sometimes.
- But I like the organized chaos of it.
- What I did not know was that there is an entire MOVEMENT.
- What exactly is the movement for?
- And where is it going?
- Why do we take 1 little part of what we are supposed to be about
- and let that define us.
- Why are we so intent on trying to make our mark on the world
- that we forget to leave his imprint in the world.
- I had a conversation once.
- I’ve had a conversation more than once.
- But I had this *particular conversation once
- A girl I had just met was asking me what I do.
- As in, for a living.
- When I told her I was a sahm of 5
- and a homeschooler
- she got this really confused look on her face
- And asked if she could ask me a personal question
- Sure.
- why not.
- we’re used to it right?
- But then she proceeded to ask
- somewhat bashfully and embarrassed,
- ‘How do you give them all a bath? I mean, how does that work?’
- I promise.
- That is what she asked me.
- And just when I thought I’d heard it all
Okay, for those of you who actually made it through that list and are still reading waaay down here, I know you’ve had your Most~bizzare~thing~I’ve~ever~heard & the~absolute~last~thing~I~expected~to~hear Moments. GO post about it right now and then leave me a comment so I can go read it.
I really can’t believe you’re still here. Amazed really. Even the biggest Thing of them all glanced over and said ‘uh baby, that’s a really looong list. And he KNOWS I’m all about the list. So, umm.. great job! You deserve some kind of reward for that endurance. Let me see what I can find for ya.
3 Comments:
- 1. If making a list ever cleans your laundry, let me know.
2. I’d be right there with ya.
3. I think Rebecca Lynn is a pretty sweet name too
4. Though, I heard plenty of “Rebecca of Sunnybrook Farm?” growing up.
5. Never saw that movie (Shirley Temple)
6. Don’t like ‘Becky’.
7. I still don’t know what the movement was and now I’m curious.
8. I’m glad you’ve had more than one conversation.
9. Did you tell confused girl that baths took too much time?
10. So you just hose them off in the backyard – saves on time & water?
11. If not you should next time someone asks you.
12. I’ll have to think of my “most bizarre thing I’ve heard moment”
13. Then I can post about it for you to read.
14. It’s on my list of things to do.
15. Ya know *that* list, the one that keeps growing.
16. I need to type up that list.
17. Is this a long comment list or what?
18.
19. Thought you’d appreciate it.
20. So, now I am craving cookies.
21. Is that supposed to be my reward for reading your post?
22. Great reward if I was close enough to drop by and enjoy some.
23. Guess I’ll have to settle for the Mocha Brownie Avalanche ice-cream in the freezer.
24. Now you want ice-cream huh?
25. If you were close enough to drop by I’d share with you.
26. Sorry.
27. I hope you have a good day.
28. See you on the blog later.
29. I should do some more work on the house.
30. First, I’ll go make that list.
31. Maybe the list will complete the work for me… - ROFL I *most definently appreciate the list comment. You crack me up girl Oh and thanks for the ice cream craving now. You should be a better sharer…
- LMAOOO !
Heather i love you .
That was so OCD but it`s all good !lol
I’ve been racking my brain and cannot find a way to make what I have to say even the least bit witty or inspiring. So I’m just going to tell ya’ll and move on. Thanks for all of the happy encouraging comments on the ummmm post.
Unfortunately, it wasn’t meant to be. I don’t want to have a tearfest. I did that already. Yesterday morning when I woke up and realized what was happening. I got back in bed. Pulled the covers over my head. And proclaimed to J that nothing could make me get out of bed. And God quickly prompted me to remember that my son’s best friend’s mom was going to church with us. For the first time. And that nagging little thought would not leave my brain. So I got up. And life goes on.
If I weren’t So freakin intuitive and didn’t KNOW my body as well as I do, I wouldn’t have even realized it. I would have passed it off as late and heavy. So, is ignorance bliss? In this case I would have to say yes! Unequivocally yes.
The thing that really gets me, is that I was *quite content without a ‘Thing 6′. Until there was one. And the second I realized it, the desire of my heart changed completely. Now I want a Thing 6. And it’s not there anymore. So what was the point?
I’m straight though. It’s all good. I know there is a plan. But I didn’t get the memo yet, so I admit I am absolutely clueless as to what the actual plan is. But really, how is that part different from any other day.
2 Comments:
- I am so sorry sweety. I have never experienced the loss you have just had so I don’t know quite what to say except that I am sorry. And to agree that God does have a plan for your life. And you will meet your sweet Thing 6 one day, for now he or she is in the loving arms of Jesus looking forward to meeting you & daddy – and the rest of the things. I hope that when the time is right God will fulfill the desire of your heart and bless you with a Thing 7.
- I’m so sorry to hear about this. I *think* the same thing happened to me a few months ago, but I hadn’t gotten around to taking the test before *it* happened. So I don’t know. But I feel your pain and you’re in my thoughts and prayers!
They said WHAT?