Last night I went to bed feeling scared, desperate, depressed and hopeless.
Then I prayed.
Today, I feel hopeful and blessed.
Tuesday, December 29, 2009
Monday, December 28, 2009
Out with 2009
Usually I'm a pretty upbeat person. However, December, as always has me looking in the past (a big no-no) with lots of regets:
*I spent too much money on my kids for Christmas when I absolutely swore that I woudn't do that this year
*I ate waaaay too much food over the holidays and now I feel like a cow. My clothes don't fit and, yes, I told myself I wouldn't do that this year.
*I didn't go to yoga class during the Christmas rush and now feel like crap as a result. You guessed it . . . I told myself that I wouldn't do that no matter what this year.
*I, once again, helped someone out when I put my foot down and said that there was no way in hell I was ever going to do that again, no matter what.
So there it is. A bunch of broken promises to myself. If I can't make a promise to myself and keep it, then who can I make one to? I'm really hoping that 2010 is a much better year. 2009 was tough and I really could use the break.
Happy New Year, everyone! Here's to a wonderfully, positively, fabulous 2010!!!!
*I spent too much money on my kids for Christmas when I absolutely swore that I woudn't do that this year
*I ate waaaay too much food over the holidays and now I feel like a cow. My clothes don't fit and, yes, I told myself I wouldn't do that this year.
*I didn't go to yoga class during the Christmas rush and now feel like crap as a result. You guessed it . . . I told myself that I wouldn't do that no matter what this year.
*I, once again, helped someone out when I put my foot down and said that there was no way in hell I was ever going to do that again, no matter what.
So there it is. A bunch of broken promises to myself. If I can't make a promise to myself and keep it, then who can I make one to? I'm really hoping that 2010 is a much better year. 2009 was tough and I really could use the break.
Happy New Year, everyone! Here's to a wonderfully, positively, fabulous 2010!!!!
Saturday, December 19, 2009
The Stocking Box
My parents divorced when I was 4 and we didn't get to spend much time with my Dad while I was growing up because we lived two states apart. However, my Dad did a great job of trying to make up for his physical absence in our lives.
Every year my Dad sent us each a "Stocking Box" which was placed on our beds while we were sleeping on Christmas Eve. The box was large (I don't really know if it was large or if that is just my perspective because I was small) and it was FULL of individually wrapped gifts. I was way more excited about my stocking box as a child than I ever was about the rest of our Christmas festivities. That's not to say that we didn't have a lot of fun traditions, because we did, but the stocking box was just the highlight that has always stood out for me.
As a mother I have continued that tradition with my own children. They always get so excited about what is in the box and can't wait to come and wake their dad and I up on Christmas morning to tell us what Santa brought them. I have also chosen to continue that tradition with my husband. We have always gone out and bought little goodies for each other.
Now that my daughter is grown and married, I was sad that I wasn't going to be able to prepare a box for her. Unbeknownst to me, she was also sad about the same thing. I had a brilliant idea a couple of weeks ago. Why don't Brandilyn and I do each other's box! I know that Skip really didn't enjoy doing mine (I guess cuz he's a guy or something) but I so enjoy doing his so we decided that we would make a box for each other and our own husbands.
Last night I gave Brandilyn her box (we are visiting up here in Idaho and I won't get to see her for Christmas - breaks my heart) and her and Dave opened their's this morning. I'm taking mine home to savor on Christmas morning.
Can hardly wait!!!
Every year my Dad sent us each a "Stocking Box" which was placed on our beds while we were sleeping on Christmas Eve. The box was large (I don't really know if it was large or if that is just my perspective because I was small) and it was FULL of individually wrapped gifts. I was way more excited about my stocking box as a child than I ever was about the rest of our Christmas festivities. That's not to say that we didn't have a lot of fun traditions, because we did, but the stocking box was just the highlight that has always stood out for me.
As a mother I have continued that tradition with my own children. They always get so excited about what is in the box and can't wait to come and wake their dad and I up on Christmas morning to tell us what Santa brought them. I have also chosen to continue that tradition with my husband. We have always gone out and bought little goodies for each other.
Now that my daughter is grown and married, I was sad that I wasn't going to be able to prepare a box for her. Unbeknownst to me, she was also sad about the same thing. I had a brilliant idea a couple of weeks ago. Why don't Brandilyn and I do each other's box! I know that Skip really didn't enjoy doing mine (I guess cuz he's a guy or something) but I so enjoy doing his so we decided that we would make a box for each other and our own husbands.
Last night I gave Brandilyn her box (we are visiting up here in Idaho and I won't get to see her for Christmas - breaks my heart) and her and Dave opened their's this morning. I'm taking mine home to savor on Christmas morning.
Can hardly wait!!!
Sunday, December 13, 2009
The Not So Friendly Skies
I got to go up to Washington this last weekend and visit my mommy and my sister. We sewed pillowcases and got to visit for like three days! It was just so stellar. What's really the best is that there are NO KIDS and NO DISTRACTIONS of mi loco vida! Thank you Mom and Gail for a fabulous weekend!!!
Unfortunately, there IS one point of contention on this whole experience. United Airlines! I've not flown much on this airline before and I really hope that I don't have to do it again. I got to the airport about an hour before my flight. There was something wrong with my ticket when I punched in the information on their computer and the man told me to get into this long, slow line. I responded with, "I might miss my flight in this line." He then said, "Well, maybe you should have gotten to the airport a little earlier." What? Are you talking to ME???? I couldn't believe my ears.
Well, I DID miss my flight and had to fly standby on the next one out which I did get on and arrived into Portland VERY late.
Fast forward to today! I was flying home. We landed in San Francisco and the plane had completely taxied up to the gate. I looked out the window and the guys that direct the plane were finished doing their thing and had set the cones and all. I unbuckled my seat belt. The stewardess yelled at the top of her lungs, "SEAT BELT SIGN. SEAT BELT SIGN. MAAM THE SEAT BELT SIGN IS STILL ON. BUCKLE YOUR SEAT BELT NOW!!!" I was mortified. Within 15 seconds the motor of the plane was shut off and everyone was unbuckling. Did she really need to talk to me that way and embarrass me in front of the entire group of passengers?
All I can say is this: United is obviously doing financially really well. Why else would they treat their customers like absolute crap?
Unfortunately, there IS one point of contention on this whole experience. United Airlines! I've not flown much on this airline before and I really hope that I don't have to do it again. I got to the airport about an hour before my flight. There was something wrong with my ticket when I punched in the information on their computer and the man told me to get into this long, slow line. I responded with, "I might miss my flight in this line." He then said, "Well, maybe you should have gotten to the airport a little earlier." What? Are you talking to ME???? I couldn't believe my ears.
Well, I DID miss my flight and had to fly standby on the next one out which I did get on and arrived into Portland VERY late.
Fast forward to today! I was flying home. We landed in San Francisco and the plane had completely taxied up to the gate. I looked out the window and the guys that direct the plane were finished doing their thing and had set the cones and all. I unbuckled my seat belt. The stewardess yelled at the top of her lungs, "SEAT BELT SIGN. SEAT BELT SIGN. MAAM THE SEAT BELT SIGN IS STILL ON. BUCKLE YOUR SEAT BELT NOW!!!" I was mortified. Within 15 seconds the motor of the plane was shut off and everyone was unbuckling. Did she really need to talk to me that way and embarrass me in front of the entire group of passengers?
All I can say is this: United is obviously doing financially really well. Why else would they treat their customers like absolute crap?
Monday, December 7, 2009
Snow Day
It snowed last night here. It snowed a lot last night here. We've never had this much snow here in the 13 years our family has lived here.
I kept the kids home from school because of 3" of snow. I admit it. I did it. We all had a great day together and in the end I'm sure the twins will remember the day that Mom let them stay home from school and play in the snow over whatever it is they would have learned in school.
The end.
I kept the kids home from school because of 3" of snow. I admit it. I did it. We all had a great day together and in the end I'm sure the twins will remember the day that Mom let them stay home from school and play in the snow over whatever it is they would have learned in school.
The end.
The Cursed Room!
All of my children have had a chance at "the room" as they have become the oldest child living at home. Everyone of them began their REAL trouble while they were living in said room.
With that said . . . Brian moved out and Robbie moved into "the room". I was talking to Danielle on the phone shortly thereafter and she said, "Oh no! Here we go again!" I laughed it off and reminded her that Robbie is my good child and has not given me an ounce of trouble from day 1.
That was a week ago and now it's today. New story.
Yesterday we were getting ready for church. Skip and I were showering when Rob poked his head into our room, screaming at the top of his lungs, "I'm NOT going to church today! There is NO hot water and I'm not going!!!" He slammed the door and walked away.
Skip says quietly, "It must be that damn room that makes them this way." I looked at him and just bust up laughing. Of course, we have really not seen Rob behave like this before.
This morning it's snowing outside. I wake Rob up for Seminary and he just stays in bed until I have to be a bit stern with him. Finally he blows up at me and starts slamming everything around. He slams the bathroom door. Slams the shower door about 6 times (trying to make a statement or something) and then slams his bedroom door.
Yup, it's shaping up to be another golden day here in Bedrock. Damn that room!!!
With that said . . . Brian moved out and Robbie moved into "the room". I was talking to Danielle on the phone shortly thereafter and she said, "Oh no! Here we go again!" I laughed it off and reminded her that Robbie is my good child and has not given me an ounce of trouble from day 1.
That was a week ago and now it's today. New story.
Yesterday we were getting ready for church. Skip and I were showering when Rob poked his head into our room, screaming at the top of his lungs, "I'm NOT going to church today! There is NO hot water and I'm not going!!!" He slammed the door and walked away.
Skip says quietly, "It must be that damn room that makes them this way." I looked at him and just bust up laughing. Of course, we have really not seen Rob behave like this before.
This morning it's snowing outside. I wake Rob up for Seminary and he just stays in bed until I have to be a bit stern with him. Finally he blows up at me and starts slamming everything around. He slams the bathroom door. Slams the shower door about 6 times (trying to make a statement or something) and then slams his bedroom door.
Yup, it's shaping up to be another golden day here in Bedrock. Damn that room!!!
Friday, December 4, 2009
The Breakup
I feel like the jilted lover. I'm not kidding.
Today I went to my office to drop off some oil to one of the massage therapists there and dipped into my zone room that I share with Nancy. I was set back a bit. Nan has moved all of her stuff out. The room looks cold and sad right now.
I went to our cabinet that we share and her side is completely wiped out. Empty, empty, empty.
Yes, I knew that she was going to do it. I knew that our time here in our cute little office was coming to an end, but to actually see it brought tears to my eyes. I know that I'm next. Somehow, I haven't been able to pull myself down there and clean everything out.
Where is all my stuff going? Home. Where am I going to practice? I'm not - at least for now. I guess that's the hard part. I love my job but have no place to go.
However, seeing that Nan is gone will make the task that much easier to swallow. Okay, next week I'm there with my boxes!!
Today I went to my office to drop off some oil to one of the massage therapists there and dipped into my zone room that I share with Nancy. I was set back a bit. Nan has moved all of her stuff out. The room looks cold and sad right now.
I went to our cabinet that we share and her side is completely wiped out. Empty, empty, empty.
Yes, I knew that she was going to do it. I knew that our time here in our cute little office was coming to an end, but to actually see it brought tears to my eyes. I know that I'm next. Somehow, I haven't been able to pull myself down there and clean everything out.
Where is all my stuff going? Home. Where am I going to practice? I'm not - at least for now. I guess that's the hard part. I love my job but have no place to go.
However, seeing that Nan is gone will make the task that much easier to swallow. Okay, next week I'm there with my boxes!!
Thursday, December 3, 2009
Busy Girl!
It's been a long, long, long month and a half. I've made four (count them . . . FOUR) round trips to Rexburg just finishing up with my last one last night. Ahhh. Home, how I love thee! As I was driving home yesterday (it took almost 16 hours because I dropped Bri off in Ogden on my way) I had a lot of time to ponder. I had all these wonderful plans. I was going to:
*spend some quality time in my garden - I've missed the dirt
*get some serious Christmas shopping done
*go out and ride my horses
*meet with Nan and come up with a game plan for our business venture
*work on my Christmas cards (yup, I'm one of those that sends them out each year)
*buy some much needed groceries
*get a lot of my homework completed
Well, stuff happens. As I sit here sipping on a delicious cup of sleeptime tea, I'm looking back on all the wonderful things I got accomplished today: I got up, took the twins to school, picked up Robbie from seminary and came back home. My head hurt, my stomach was queasy and I just went back to bed for 1/2 hour. I got up and ho-hummed around and managed to kill most of the day. I did, however, get outside and at least watered my gardens (and, btw, they look pretty fabulous) but I didn't do much else. After I picked up the kids, I came home and forced myself onto the computer for some online shopping (I really can NOT drag myself out to the stores to do that shopping gig).
Needless to say, I've pretty accomplished . . . nothing! Go me!!
*spend some quality time in my garden - I've missed the dirt
*get some serious Christmas shopping done
*go out and ride my horses
*meet with Nan and come up with a game plan for our business venture
*work on my Christmas cards (yup, I'm one of those that sends them out each year)
*buy some much needed groceries
*get a lot of my homework completed
Well, stuff happens. As I sit here sipping on a delicious cup of sleeptime tea, I'm looking back on all the wonderful things I got accomplished today: I got up, took the twins to school, picked up Robbie from seminary and came back home. My head hurt, my stomach was queasy and I just went back to bed for 1/2 hour. I got up and ho-hummed around and managed to kill most of the day. I did, however, get outside and at least watered my gardens (and, btw, they look pretty fabulous) but I didn't do much else. After I picked up the kids, I came home and forced myself onto the computer for some online shopping (I really can NOT drag myself out to the stores to do that shopping gig).
Needless to say, I've pretty accomplished . . . nothing! Go me!!
Tuesday, December 1, 2009
Mr. Popularity!
Brian has never had a surprise birthday party before so Brandilyn and I decided that this would be the year to do just that. He has had a rough year (and consequently, so have we) so this would be the perfect opportunity to do something nice for him.
We contacted Lauren, Brian's girl, and asked for some help. She was more than happy to comply. She made some phone calls, we shopped for massive quantities of food (uh, yeah, hungry teenagers and such) and wah-la!! Instant making for a party.
When the big day arrived, Skip, Dave, Nick (Brandilyn and Dave's friends that joined us for the week were Nick and Brooke) and Brian went bowling for the afternoon (after we had all done family Christmas pictures). Brooke, Brandilyn and I went to work . . . and fast! Brooke decorated the coolest cake with "Ford" on it and we decorated the house. Massive quantities of friends arrived and Brian was more than surprised as he walked through the door. Kudos to Lauren for pulling that all off.
Brian and I got back on the road yesterday and headed back to Rexburg. We drove the 14 hours and were pretty wiped out when we arrived at his apartment. When we pulled up he (and I) was so surprised when all the roomies came running out to greet him. They all jumped in and helped us unload all of his things. It just warmed my heart that so many people care so much about my boy.
Brian is a pretty charismatic guy and I guess this just shows to go ya how much!
We contacted Lauren, Brian's girl, and asked for some help. She was more than happy to comply. She made some phone calls, we shopped for massive quantities of food (uh, yeah, hungry teenagers and such) and wah-la!! Instant making for a party.
When the big day arrived, Skip, Dave, Nick (Brandilyn and Dave's friends that joined us for the week were Nick and Brooke) and Brian went bowling for the afternoon (after we had all done family Christmas pictures). Brooke, Brandilyn and I went to work . . . and fast! Brooke decorated the coolest cake with "Ford" on it and we decorated the house. Massive quantities of friends arrived and Brian was more than surprised as he walked through the door. Kudos to Lauren for pulling that all off.
Brian and I got back on the road yesterday and headed back to Rexburg. We drove the 14 hours and were pretty wiped out when we arrived at his apartment. When we pulled up he (and I) was so surprised when all the roomies came running out to greet him. They all jumped in and helped us unload all of his things. It just warmed my heart that so many people care so much about my boy.
Brian is a pretty charismatic guy and I guess this just shows to go ya how much!
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