Today is one of those RARE days when I don't have school, but the kids DO have preschool. :cue angels singing: I am just so thrilled to have leisure time! Yes, I have oodles of stuff I need to do, but I'm just not going to do it! Just call me a daredevil! Actually, I thought I might go to a neighboring town and do a little shopping at a cute store I just love...something I haven't done in a while! Even if I end up doing absolutely nothing, I'll still be blissfully happy because this week is finally over! I hate weeks like this one. My co-workers and I have a little saying at school "short weeks are the longest weeks ever." I guess it's a certain excitement in the kids or impatience in everyone wanting the week to just end already, but usually the most bizarre/crazy/awful things happen during the weeks we have one or more days off. This week did not let us down...and thank God it's over! In fact, Southern Dad actually wants to go somewhere this weekend! YAY! He usually huffs and puffs when I mention wanting to get out of the house and just galavant, so this is a rare happening, indeed! At first we thought we might go north and find some snow that Southern Boy could have his way with...he's just dying to build a snowman, but I think we might actually go south-ward. Nothing like heading out of town with no plans and no reservations. We usually do this a couple of times a year, and it is always one of the happiest times we spend as a family. What a wonderful ending to a tough week! I'll moblog some pics (something else I haven't done in a long time!). Have a great weekend!
You know how last week I said I have around 20 bajillion papers to grade? Well, guess who hasn't graded a single. damn. paper. since that post? Or before that post, for that matter. Yep. Me.
I have a long day ahead of me, folks. Really, I had it worked out where I could grade 2 classes on Saturday, 2 on SUnday, then finish up on Monday with the last class. HA! That plan only works when you, um, take the papers home.
So, today is being labeled as QUIT PROCRASTINATING MONDAY!
What are you putting off until tomorrow what you could do today?
I've been tagged by Ms. Blonde Mom herself to do a neat little getting to know me meme....sooo here goes!
A- Available or married? Married for 9 years in June. We've been together since '94, though. I think he's about ready for a new model, lol
B- Best Friend? You know, I have several - I guess for each time period in my life. I do believe I have 3 who are there through thick and thin though
C - Cake or Pie? Um...is cheesecake a cake or pie?
D- Drink of Choice? EASY! Mello Yello.
E- Essential Item? How can I pick just one? Jamie made a good point about a car, and I have to agree, it does suck to be without a car!
F- Favorite Color? Red.
G- Gummi Bears or Worms? Bears.
H- Hometown? Small town, Tennessee
I- Indulgence? Um...getting to check my email and blogs without having kids crying or climbing on me? Does that count?
J- January or February? February. January seems so depressing (plus it's the longest. month. ever. when it comes to waiting for pay day!)
K- Kids & names? 2 kiddos, one boy and one girl. They both have the same initials, CCT, and they both are called by their middle names. I evidently lost my mind at child naming time.
L- Life is incomplete without? My family. (hat tip, Jamie)
M- Marriage Date? June 6, 1998 (D-day for you history buffs)
N- Number of Siblings? Two, one sis 8 years older, one sis 8 years younger.
O- Oranges or apples? Oranges (but I hear the prices are fixin' to skyrocket)
P- Phobias/Fears? Dropping things from high places or irretrievable places. (like my camera over a railing, or sunglasses off the side of a boat. Strange - I know!.
Q- Favorite Quote? The nice part about living in a small town- when you don't know what you're doing someone else always does!
R- Reason to Smile? My two children, and knowing we have one more to add to our family in June. We are blessed.
S- Season? Fall
T- Tag three people! Gee, I hate this part, so if anyone actually reads this and wants to play, I tag you!
U- Unknown fact about me: As a pre-teen, I had to wear an appliance on my upper teeth that had to be widened each morning and night in order to expand my palate. It made a wide space between my two front teeth until my braces pulled things back to their normal positions. The whole " palate expansion project" took about 5 or 6 months - also known as AN ETERNITY to a seventh grader!
V- Vegetable you hate? Brussel Sprouts.
W- Worst habit? Is talking in an abnormally loud voice a habit? I don’t think I have a tone control function in my brain. If you just can't consider my loudness a bad habit, then I'll have to settle for knuckle popping. I. can't. stop. the. popping!
Y- Your favorite food? Probably lasagna. Yum.
Z- Zodiac? Pisces...just like my baby girl
Dear Lord,
Please help me have patience and grace today, because I feel like I want to snap someone's head off.
Thanks...
Southern Mom
So, now that I am (semi) over the shock of being pregnant again, I thought I would join in on Thankful Thursday, because I have a bunch to be thankful for!
*I am very thankful that I didn't have to go through the torture I went through trying to get pregnant with Southern Girl. 18 months of trying, trying, trying, and TRYING was too much for me to have to endure again. I think that's why hubby's so happy about this pregnancy. He feels it was out of our hands.
*I AM SO GLAD THAT HUBBY'S HAPPY ABOUT THIS PREGNANCY!!!! I have heard of so many friend's husbands being upset at a "surprise" third (or more) pregnancy, which makes me appreciate Hubby's overenthusiastic glee over our little surprise.
* I don't know if I am more thankful or perplexed that I haven't been sick as of yet, nor have I experienced the sore boobies. Hmmmmm...now that I think about it, should I worry?
*I *heart* my new digital camera so much! During our vacation to the gulf, ocean water splashed on my other digital camera. Say, did you know that ocean water and cameras don't mix very well.
*I am so glad that Sothern Boy was invited to a costume birthday party for Saturday night...I hated thinking how he would only be able to wear his costume once.
*I am very thankful for our new central heat & air unit, however I am NOT thankful for the hunk o'change we forked over yesterday for said central unit.
*Today is Thursday, which means tomorrow is Friday which is our class field trip! Yay! It essentially means today is like Friday for class.
I know I have much more to be thankful for...plus lots I have missed out on posting, but my brain is jammed with a million thoughts. Plus, I kindof have a few work-related things to do since I'm, well, at work. Have a great Thursday!
I'm back online!! Lest I speak too soon...my blog is just fu*ked. I don't know what has been wrong with this place. I've been getting an error for quite some time now, and I didn't think anyone else could see it either, until I did a test post (yumy Starbucks caramel brownie) that Jamie and Rbelle saw. I think my PC is haunted. I still can't comment on BelleChats. Strange!
GNI #2 was so fun. Thanks, Mrs. Flinger, for coordinating it all. I can't wait for GNI #3 on July 27th!
I have thought of a blue million things I wanted to write about in my "broken blog" time, but now I can't quite remember what they were. I'm not surprised, so I'll just share some good news...I have lost 10 lbs. in the month of June! I re-joined we*ght w@tchers on May 30th, and hit 10 lbs. lost on June 27. I'm being super faithful to it, drinking LOTS of water, but still sorta slacking on my exercise. It's too bad, because I really like to walk. It's just hard with 2 kids and this humidity (or at least that's the excuse I keep telling myself). I hope to be able to lose 10 more this month, to make it 20 before school starts back. *fingers crossed*
Here's hoping your holiday weekend is a blast!
(Not to be confused with dropping a kid)
I have started two posts this week, but haven't finished either of them. It's been a really rough week in my household. Ya'll, I'm sick. I started coming down with this mess last week when I was so thirsty, remember? It has progressed to some kind of horrible infection in my head. I couldn't breathe through my nose at all (up until yesterday), I can't hear because my ears are stopped up, and I can barely speak because my throat is so raw. I went to see the OB Monday (becasuse remember my Friday appt. was cancelled), who completely dismissed my obvious illness. He said to drink plenty of liquids and get plenty of rest. HA! Hardy damned har har. I wasn't able to function all weekend and you think liquids are going to make me better? Yesterday morning I woke up and I could barely talk. My throat was so raw that I was coughing up specks of blood. I called the OB nurse and absolutely broke down. I cried and cried when I told her that something was wrong, and that I was really sick, and that the (fucking) Dr. just acted like I was some whiny pregnant woman when I told him on Monday, and that if I were to go into labor today I didn't think I had the strength to go through it. She said I needed to get to a doctor NOW! I was so relieved to hear her (or anyone!) finally agree with me. She said to go to my family Dr. for the sake of time, which I did. Turns out I DO have a severe sinus infection that has just gone haywire in my head. He gave me an antibiotic, and I swear, after just 2-3 pills I could feel the difference. I am finally able to breathe, my throat is still scratchy, but not as raw, and maybe, just maybe my ears will pop soon. I am so mad at that Dr. I saw Monday (he's not my regular - I rotate between all the drs. in the practice). The only good thing out of that visit is that he told me I am 1.5 cm dialated, and 60% effaced. Maybe when I go tomorrow (not seeing him again!) this doctor will tell me I'm 6cm! and I need to go to the hospital! < / wishful thinking> That would be the perfect end to a suck ass week. (speaking of week...the weather this week has been cra-zee! It snowed Friday, Saturday, & Sunday...was in the mid-60's Wednesday and Thursday, and is supposed to snow/sleet again tomorrow night through this weekend! It's bi-polar weather!! Can't make up it's mind!)
And finally, my overdue meme for Jamie.....
Have you ever thought “I really need to do [fill in the blank with whatever]” but you just lacked the motivation? Yeah. That’s been me. I can’t tell you how many times I’ve thought I’d like to blog about something, but the chore of actually logging in to MT was just too much to overcome. Still it’s not an excuse for blog abandonment, and that’s what I am, an abandoner.
A long time ago, I remember reading and enjoying a blog I found through another blog (isn’t that how we find them all? Really.), and this woman went on a vacation to Mexico…but she never posted again. I mean, is she still in Mexico? Almost 2 years later? Probably not, since her husband is still blogging strong.
At first it was easy to just put if off, I was SICK, then school started, then football season started, then basketball season started (remember I’m the cheerleading sponsor). Now it’s to the point of ridiculousness. I couldn’t figure out HOW to come back. I felt like I couldn’t just pop in one day and post something. I have randomly lurked at my favorite blogs for months, but I haven’t even had the guts to post a comment. Truthfully it took R*belle’s post (I think she lost it in the big deletion debacle at the beginning of the year) about blog dumping back at the beginning of December for me to get my butt in gear.
So now here I am…at a new place of residence with a snazzy new facelift (thanks Daisyhead and Upsy Daisy Productions!).
I hope you stop by and visit…I’ve got a LOT of catching up to do!
Guess who is totally....
I have this page-a-day calendar on my desk. As I peeled off yesterdays page, todays message, count your blessings, was revealed. The picture showed a lovely family, and I thought: Why is it that I always want more? I never seem satisfied with what I have at the present. I know it is human nature to have wants and desires, but why cant I ever just be satisfied with what I have. I am so blessed to have both my mother and father close to me. I am blessed to have 2 sisters. I am super-blessed to have the kindest, most understanding, and helpful husband. I am blessed beyond words to for the little boy that runs around our house pretending to be Spiderman, Dash, or an assortment of Power Rangers. All of these people make me who I am, and because of them more blessings followour home, nieces and nephews, in-laws.
It is so easy to see the negativity in life. In fact, many people seek out negativity. Lately I have become that kind of person. I have bad feelings toward good friends for sharing their joy at an expanding family. Just the other day a friend mentioned that she might start trying for baby #2, and I immediately tried to talk her out of it. Why? Because I am so selfish that I could not stand the hurt and pain of watching yet another friend fall pregnant so easily while I stand on the sideline in agony. Seriously, youd be surprised at what a baby boom were in right now. The jealousy I feel toward perfect strangers is appalling. I just want to be happy again. I have placed so much pressure on getting pregnant, but what if it doesnt happen? Can I truly be happy? I know I will, but it is still too much of an incomprehensible concept to accept. I keep telling myself I have to try harder, but what does that mean? It really doesnt matter how much we do it if my body wont ovulate. Every little thing about this frustrates me. I keep it bottled up inside because I dont want pity. I dont want other peoples story of how it just happened. I want to know what I can do to make it happen to me. Ive tried so hard. This month were moving up to 150 mg of Clo*mid. The thoughts that once bothered me of multiples have no affect on me nowwho cares, if this medicine will just work! I am trying to count my blessings, but it is so hard when I know there are blessings out there that I have yet to find.
Well, today is my 29th birthday. I've been joking that this year I will turn 29 for the first time. Next year I may very well turn 20-10. I don't know why I'm having so much trouble approaching the big 30. I can't even talk about it. Good thing I have another year left to come to terms with leaving my 20's behind.
I finally fixed my blog. It took the better part of 2.5 hours, but I have it looking good enough. I am so ready for Spring! I'm just so disgusted that it didn't snow here this winter that I want it to get warm already. No more teasing me with semi-warm weather that turns frigid. I want capri pants weather!
I'm in the middle of cheerleading tryouts this week. Tomorrow is the actual tryout day, but I've had to keep late hours every evening this week while the girls learn their material. It's just exhausting! Otherwise I've had a pretty good week. Spirits are higher this week than they have been, probably because it was "birthday week." I'm like a little girl...teehee.
Here's wishing you a good day...I know I'll have a little spring in my step!
I don't know what's wrong with me. I am just so blah. I have no desire to do much of anything, even the things I need to do! I haven't been posting because I don't have anything to say. We did battle the stomach flu this past weekend. Hurrah! That makes 5 times that Chase has had a stomach bug in the past year. 5. times. I don't think I've had it 5 times my whole life!
This week also marked another failed cycle of Clo*mid. My dr. says I am ovulating, so it should be a matter of time, but it is SO HARD! 15 months is a long time. (and please don't berate me for whining about my 15 months when you've been trying for many years. I know it's hard, no matter how long, but this is my journal...m'kay?) I am exhausted. I live in two week increments...counting days. Watching for signs, wishing for signs. I am just so sad.
Last night was particulary hard for me (read: depressing), and then I wake up this morning, get to the babysitters (late) only to be told that she has been trying to call me because she now has a stomach bug. Great. I have nowhere to take Chase because I'm about to be late for work, so I just bring him with me. I called my mom to come pick him up for me, so it ended up ok, but oh so very frustrating.
Well, isn't this a holly jolly Thursday for you! Then ramblings of a whiney butt.
I feel like a superhero! I am just so proud of myself! I have finally, after trying since October (OCTOBER!), downloaded the mobile phone tools to hook up the ol' camera phone to the PC. Of course I didn't try every day, but you get the picture. (Ha! Picture! that I can now get off the phone! I'm easily amused...) Anyway, someone posted a tutorial on this message board, and it worked! Very odd since it used the exact same files I had downloaded (over and over); the key was to do things a certain way. (sortof ritual-like...while you download blahblahblah.exe scratch your nose and sing Mary had a Little Lamb...would it be bad if I'm only half joking? It was that bad). I feel so empowered now! Remember that sitcom with Tim Allen, Home Improvement? It's like that "manly" call he always did when he he felt like a super man, "arr-arr-arr-arr." Haha...I'm going to quit while I'm semi-ahead.
I'm in a bad mood this morning. It doesn't help that I woke up with a headache, either. Did I mention I woke up late as well? Yep. That's my morning. I'm probably mostly irritated because I've asked my husband to give my back my camera for 3 days, and he still "can't remember" to bring it to me. I got my camera last summer...MY camera...but the hubs has since decided that it is really handy to have at work. This means that I never fecking have my camera when I need it! Yes, I have wanted to take a pic of my finished baby 'boggin for 3 days, but what does it matter, he's holding my camera hostage.
The bad thing is, when I'm in a pissy mood like this, I let it seep over to everyone that's around me. Take my co-worker/best friend for example. I just don't have the tolerance to hear her this morning. I love her dearly, but she is GETTING ON MY NERVES. Everything that happens to her is unique and has never happened to anyone else. I just can't tolerate it today. It's my problem, I know.
Also, I start my second round of Clo*mid today, and I am so nervous about it. That last round kicked my ass. I just hope and pray that this round won't be as bad because Chase's 3rd birthday party is Saturday, and I so want to be human for that. *cross your fingers*
Well, the one up side to this pissy day is that it's Thursday, which is computer lab day! Yippee! Also, I am going to the Chamber of Commerce banquet tonight because I have been nominated for "volunteer of the year" by a local service association. I'm not really expecting to win, but I'm thrilled to be considered. I'll let ya'll know tomorrow how things panned out, and maybe (just MAYBE) I'll have a picture of the baby 'boggin to show, too.
I actually feel human for the first time since Thursday afternoon. My head has been pounding for days! New Year's Eve and Day came and went without much fanfare. The hubs took us to eat at my favorite restaurant (yummy!), and we came home to sunggle up in our pajamas to play with the boy's beloved new toys. We celebrated the new year with the east coast, because we're that cool. Saturday was a blur...I was so sick. I don't know if it was the medicine, or if I was really ill. All I know is that I went to bed early Saturday night shivering cold...I just could not get warm! My stomach was woozy, and I just wanted to be sick to get it all over with. When the hubs finally came to bed I was still shivering. I could not get out of bed Sunday morning, and when I finally did I was very dizzy and my lower back was killing me! After popping a couple of Tylenol I began to feel better, and by last night I felt good enough to tackle the Christmas decorations. It is truly amazing how well I feel today comapred to yesterday. (except for right now...I am drinkning the grossest combination of "juices" known to man. CapriSun Surfer Cooler - Ugh!)
School starts back tomorrow. I am less than thrilled. Not because of it being work, it's more that I've become way to comfortable staying home with the boy. This happens every time we have a break. I've been gearing him up to go to the babysitter's all day, and he keeps telling me "No, mama! You no go to work!" I wish it were that simple.
I've finally learned to knit! Of course, I haven't actually knit anything but swatches, and I haven't learned how to bind off yet...BUT I CAN KNIT - AND PURL! Yay me! Last weekend I met the woman who "heads up" the Knit-In at my local library (which I've been to intimidated to go to because I thought it was all advanced knitters) and she told me that I was more than welcome to come and learn, that many of the knitters were beginners. I seemed to catch on pretty quick, but the bobbles that I kept hitting - slipped stitches, adding a stitch at the beginning of rows, and other random crazy things that no one knew what I did - were plentiful. Since I don't know how to bind off, and I don't want to frog my very first thing, I'll just leave it on my needles until I can figure out the binding off pics in Stitch 'N Bitch. I'm not sure about Sally jumping over Harry. It's all so confusing!
Back when I was a freshman in college, living in the dorms, I had a little incident where I banged my funny bone on the bunk beds. It hurt like a - well i don't know what! I remember dancing a little jig, holding my elbow. I sat down on the floor, and the next thing I know my roommate is standing over me yelling out my name. I had passed out. Fast forward to today, 6th period Grammar class. I had just sat down and was rolling up under my desk when I banged my kneecap on the corner where the drawers are. I said my "ow-ow-ows" and then that sick feeling crept over me, along with this grey tunnel-like feeling. The next thing I know I am laying face down - NOSE DOWN! - on the grubby orange carpet at school! It was like I was waking from a good night's sleep, but the first thoughts in my head were "why am I on the orange carpet at school," and "why is one of my shoes off," and "hummm, are we watching a movie? Is that why I'm laying down? (**note, I have never laid on the nasty school floor)," and "oh, my butt must look huge with my laying like this!" Then I heard my co-worker say my name and discuss with the other co-worker what! in the world! to do! Luckily the school nurse was in the hallway by my room, and they called her in to check on me. I had banged my head pretty hard, and had a knot come up. I had also busted my lip. Oh yeah, and my knee was still killing me! I couldn't help but laugh at myself, and the poor kids were FREAKED OUT! They thought I had had a seizure. I can only imagine the story they go home and tell their parents tonight. I'm better now, but I still have a monster of a headache. Just 2 more days left in this week; maybe I can make it through without damaging myself!
Part of being a teacher is sponsoring extracurricular activities. For 3 years I was over the school yearbook - a job that I will never, ever do again. When I gave up yearbook, I agreed to help my best friend sponsor cheerleading. (All I can say is that the salary supplement goes a long way when making a decision like this.) This week I will be attending cheerleading camp with my squad. Pray for me.
I'll be back Friday...
Last fall I took a class on English Smocking taught by a friend. I immediately fell in love, and couldn't smock enough...but it wasn't enough to just do the smocking, I wanted to make the whole outfit. I had all these visions of buying a pleaterand sewing all kinds of things for Chase and my nieces/nephews. Never mind that I had never sewn a lick in my life. I asked for a sewing machine for Christmas, and the hubs reluctantly obliged. I was given a quick course in sewing by my mom, then went on to make a couple of things for my nieces Bitty Baby (not the wonderful outfits I imagined, but hey, I was learning!). I moved on to scarves, curtains, purses, diaper bags...and they looked damn good for a newbie! Well, last night I made Chase his first article of clothing...these little shorts out of a patchwork Madras plaid I found at Hancocks. I'm pretty dog-gone proud of myself (by no means an expert, but still...I just got my machine at Christmas!)
If I can get my piece of crap digital camera to work (I told you I wanted a new one), I'll post a pic!
Why must you plague me
and leave me with one nostril?
You are a nuisance.
In this beginning stage of blogging, it's hard to know what to say...so I'll just put it all out there.
My 101 Things...
Testing. Testing. 1-2-3.