Finally got my music list right Tuesday May 12, 2009Posted by gingerbreadman in Blessings.
Okay, maybe not that simple. I had to get my books I needed and then read them. And then there was the whole ‘baby madness ‘ thing goin’ on I had to rid myself of. Did that now that our Lab Annie is all full of puppies and ready to drop in a week or so. I’ll have plenty of ‘babies’ to take care of then, won’t I?
So, yeah. I’m back. Fer sure this time. It just feels right. Like I’m ready. I’ve exorcised most of the demons that’ve kept me away, and the rest I suppose anyone who has hung around to see if I’ll ever come out of my coma will just have to deal with them with me.
But I’ve got my music list straight. I can do anything with the right music playing in the background, ya’ know? If I can just keep the dang kids from touching the "Shuffle OFF" clicker! NO SHUFFLE! That’ll throw me into a tailspin it’d take weeks to come out of.
Laura is graduating from Head Start this weekend. I imagine I’ll be crying like a….well, like a mommy who has a kid graduating from her first school thingy.
Emmy is failing Algebra I. It’s a toss-up whether she’ll actually flunk it outright or qualify for summer school and be able to pull it up to a D and not have to retake it next year. Not being one of those mothers, I swear!, her teacher is a big part of the problem. Two-thirds of this class are failing or pulling D’s. It’s not a ‘dumb’ class, it’s a teacher who doesn’t know how to present the material. So….we’ll see.
Katie has three eighth grade boys in love with her. It’d be funny, if it weren’t so darn weird. They’re over here all the time. Just…weird. And Laura has decided she’s marrying one of them, when she’s 25, of course.
Jess and Landon are still engaged. She’s working hard to get into grad school, and Landon’s working hard, period.
Becca’s just Becca. Taking amazing photos, hanging out with us every chance she gets, still seeing Joe off and on.
One of my older girls had a pregnancy scare right around Christmas time. That’s what threw me into my ‘baby madness’ spin. After doing the "Oh no, this isn’t the right time….what will you do?!??!" song and dance, I sort of warmed up to the idea of having a baby *that wasn’t mine!* around a lot. She did the pregnancy test a few days after Christmas, and darned if it wasn’t negative. Darned if I wasn’t thanking God over and over for her sake, and bummed out for mine.
Can’t ever forget I’m clinically insane.
Then Annie went into heat. We knew letting her get pregnant in her first heat wasn’t wise, and we tried as best we could to protect her. But there are like….70 dogs in our neighborhood…and they were all over our yard night and day. I think my left leg almost got pregnant once….I did have an open sore. (Sorry I couldn’t resist.)
We’re taking bets it’s the Boxer down the street. He was VERY persistent and VERY Alpha. At first the idea made us all sick….pop-eyed puppies. Then we looked up on the ‘net, and ‘Boxerdors’ are very cute. The look a lot like Lab’s but they’re short haired! Hallelujah!
So we get to tell Annie her pup’s won’t be ugly now, and we’ll have a better chance of giving them away. Maybe the Sire’s owners will even want a couple. I hope so.
Anyway, that’s it for now, I’ve got to get ready for another Dr’s visit. I’ve got to talk him into letting me try a new migraine med…or rather, have him talk my insurance into paying for it. Wish me luck. Love you all. Talk to you soon!!
Really Gone now Friday June 20, 2008Posted by gingerbreadman in Blessings.
I’m cancelling my email@example.com email account. Most of you have the hotmail account anyway, and since I’ll be gone for at least a month, I’m thinking, the emails won’t do much good anyway.
I’m going to miss getting online and visiting with everyone SO much.
Please remember I love ya all….I’ll be back when I can and I hope you’re all still around!!
And Count Your Blessings!
Hugs for everyone…
Oh my… Monday June 9, 2008Posted by gingerbreadman in Blessings.
We’re moving this week finally. Hallelujah. Mike’s being a bit difficult, but I keep reminding myself it’s the last week, and he’s dealing with a lot too. Sometimes that actually helps! =)
Mostly the girls and I have tried to avoid him during the day. We practice softball with Libby, play on the slip*n*slide with Laura, have lots of water gun fights and clean house, readying for the move.
Libby’s team is undefeated so far! Woo Hoo!
Emmy and Jeremy are coming up on their 1 year anniversary, and I’ve got to get rid of that boy soon. =/
Laura is growing like a weed and now eating me out of house and home. Such a switch from before when she wouldn’t eat anything but pop*tarts and bread.
I’m thrilled. The girls are happy and excited. I’ve got amazing friends who are so generous and loving and sweet. I’m moving to our independence, happiness and safety.
I’ve got limited time on the pc right now, I’ll be around to talk to all of you before the week is out and say "see you soon."
Oh yeah…GO OBAMA!!!! Tuesday night was such a beautiful time.
Love you all, and blessings. I am so happy right now, which is kinda funny…but that’s what friends are for, isn’t it? I wish I could just make all of you as blessed as I am.
Awesome reminder Tuesday May 20, 2008Posted by gingerbreadman in Blessings.
My favorite passage so far is: "I’m grateful for challenges, those hard things I never thought I’d make it through but somehow did."
So I’m counting my blessings.
Those wonderful kids of mine.
All the laughter, singing, dancing, card-playing and just being goofy the bunch of us have to look forward to every day.
The children’s health.
My parent’s good health, the health of my entire family.
That school will be out soon and I’ll get some help with La during the day!
My big dumb dog.
My wonderful, amazing, loving family of friends on Spaces.
Being open and strong and ready for what life has in store for me.
Yeah. Love you guys, thank you so much.
Tests back =) Thursday May 1, 2008Posted by gingerbreadman in Blessings.
Highway to Hell by AC/DC! Ain’t that a fine way to start my trip? I’m not usually superstitious, but that kinda got to me. Then…
Life is Beautiful by Sixx AM comes on. Okay, that is much better. Much more upbeat! Sort of. Next comes…
Let the Good Times Roll by The Cars. Cool! That’s a good harbinger, isn’t it? Yeah, well…
Call Your Name by Rex Goudie comes along. What a complete downer!!! Now I’m seriously worried about these tests.
And yes, it’s a long ride to the hospital. I was almost there when finally a good message came on again…
Never Too Late by Three Days Grace. Now, you can argue that it has a lot of talk of suicide in it, but considering my history…heh…and the fact that it’s a life-affirming song, I was glad to sit and listen to the end of the song before turning off the engine and schlumping into the hospital.
I won’t tell you about the pelvic ultrasound except to say that they had a condom covering the probe. That struck me as absolutely hilarious, and I laughed so hysterically that I irked the tech trying to find my uterus.
I was amazed that I’m one of those lucky, blessed women who don’t feel pain during the mammogram. Sorry about the rest of you.
Then I waited and waited and threw up and stressed an entire day waiting for the results of the ultrasound. *Drum Roll*
I’ve got some fibroids, and a weird little mass but it’s nothing they’re worried about at this point, and I just have to go back for tests every six months. Hallelujah! Of COURSE there’s more medication for the symptoms…why not, I threw out the Topomax, must be time for another new bottle in the locked cupboard, huh? I asked my doctor why I was constantly having to go through expensive tests only to find out it’s not a big enough deal to even justify the costs, and he got a little cranky with me. I’m beginning to think as long as it’s a big, expensive test involving sending me off to a hospital, especially if radiation is involved somehow, I should just NOT worry about it…the tests will come back okay. I have to say thank God for small towns now, if I’d have been tested somewhere else, who knows how long it would have taken to get the tests back and I’d have lost another 10 lbs instead of just 4.
On the downer side, the business hasn’t had a call since the 18th. Diesel prices are out of control, trucks aren’t sending out as much as they did, and they’re taking the breakdowns to shops if possible now rather than call out a mechanic. So, Mike and I are both out looking for jobs now. Wonder what a brain damaged crazy chick is suitable to do? *sigh*
Trying not to jinx it Monday March 17, 2008Posted by gingerbreadman in Blessings.
I took my time, recovered slowly, assigned chores and simply blew the ‘small stuff’ off and let myself heal. Then I decided I was going to be WELL, not just not sick anymore, but *WELL*, dangit.
I’ve started making myself eat regularly, whether I’m hungry or not. I’ve started going out every day, whether I need to or not: to play, to run errands, to simply be in fresh air and out of the house and especially out of that bed.
Most importantly, I’ve psyched myself into feeling better. Even when I feel like crap, I make myself get up, get moving and get out. And when I get tired: I quit.
I don’t know when I’ve felt so good. Things with the kids are great, things with Mike are great, I’m not even glaring at Russell as much lately.
Plus, our business is rocking. *GRIN*
We’ve just installed new beds in the girl’s rooms, rearranging where they sleep and setting up the second computer system in Katie and Libby’s room. THAT was some work. It’s kinda disgusting how much *STUFF* girls accumulate and consider indispensible. Trying to explain to Mike that the stuff was all important and needed was not pretty…he thinks a girl’s room should have a bed, dresser and maybe a desk. I threatened to find some feminine hygiene products at him and that finally drove him out of the way at least.
Jessica has gotten herself engaged to Landon. I’m trying to be open-minded and accepting, I really am. It’s hard, forgiving him for everything he’s put her through off and on the past two years, but she’s determined he’s changed and ready, he’s spent a lot of time trying to convince me of his newfound maturity and appreciation for my daughter, and I never thought he was not intelligent…maybe he finally DID smarten up and figure out he’d never find anyone as wonderful as Jess.
He’d better have. Third time is the Death Sentence.
Okay…I’m going to bounce around and try to catch up on everyone before I have to concentrate on dinner…or at least say "HI!"
“Clean as a whistle” Wednesday February 20, 2008Posted by gingerbreadman in Blessings.
So the scopes are over, and everything is good. No polyps, inflammations, bad looking things or anything. The esophageal ulcer is even gone. Yippee skippee.
I’m tired, wrung out and still a little wonky. I’m going to bed now. Thanks for your thoughts, friends. Talk to you when I come off the sedatives.
Love and blessings. See how that works?
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