Saturday, December 31, 2005
Sometimes, when you are looking for a new outlook, all you need to do is clean your viewer off. For me, this means eyeglasses, monitor, car windshield, and TV screen. When you are looking through children's gooey smudges and fingerprints, kitten noseprints, and dirt & grime all the time, you get used it. When you clean your viewer, your world doesn't really change, but how you look at it does. I look at this time of my life, being a mother of young children, as a wonderful opportunity. I don't sit around and wish it were over. I don't sit around and wish my children were away at school, so I can *do something* with my life. What I am doing right now is what I was meant to do. Helping these children learn and grow to be strong and healthy in all ways is a monumental task that I do not take lightly. During the last months of serious activities and heavy world events, I have reminded myself time and again to lighten up & stop taking everything so seriously. I remind myself to smile & laugh, & to play with kids & my husband. There will always be hard things to go through & to watch others go through. The days of sickness will end soon. Spring will come. Flowers will come. But even in the dead of winter, there is much to be thankful for, and much to look forward to. If you are like me and tired of trying to squint around the smudge and grime, just go find your Windex and start washing. There is a lot to see beyond our own four walls.
New insight....when you have a little one with a very runny nose and you give her a white powdered donut, it is best not to wear a black shirt. I can see it now: CSI Mommy's House. We have a lot of forensic evidence for this one. Black shirt, white smudges, shiny patches similar to snail trails. Wait, we have a new development. Apparently the culprit is ready to turn herself in with a proud, "I did it!" No fifth amendment for her. She is proud of her work. Moral to the story, plan ahead, if you are passing out powdered donuts, just wear a white t-shirt.
Friday, December 30, 2005
Tuesday, December 27, 2005
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From me....one good thing about being sick for christmas is that christmas will last longer. We will get to leave the tree up longer. We will be able to visit grandparents and celebrate christmas long after everyone else is done with it. We will still be opening presents in January.
Other good news...I called to find out the balance for my gas bill (because we thought we were going to be late), and I found out that we paid our bill already. Woo Hoo! Alright, you may scoff if you like. Who forgets that they paid a bill? Well, if you have had a month like we have had, you would forget lots of things, too. Anyway, it is good to know someone is thinking of you. Thank You, Aunt Sandy. I Love You.
Sunday, December 25, 2005
I am glad You came to earth to see what it felt like to be a man. I am glad You came as our Messiah. I am glad You loved us so much that You spent Your life loving people, helping people, healing people, & feeding people. In Hebrews it says that if we want to see what Father God is like, all we have to do is look at your life. I never heard or read about You killing people, making people sick, or letting them go hungry. Thank You for Your Love and sacrifice for me.
Friday, December 23, 2005
Well, one thing I like about Christmas songs is that they are good to have floating around in your head all day long. In case there was going to be any doubt to whether we'd have to stay home from Grandma's, etc. because of runny noses and coughs, Little Sister tossed her cookies all over me right after her nap today. And, no, they were *not* chocolate chip. Part of me had this little glimmer of hope yesterday afternoon when the little one's nose cleared up, and everyone was feeling great and happy. I thought, "Maybe we will get to go, after all...." Well, no. I don't know about you, but a certain line is crossed when the puking begins. I don't care if it is an accident, a fluke, or a virus. Throwing up is just gross, and when it happens, everything else usually comes to a screeching halt. So I spent the better part of the afternoon on guard, ready in case *it* happened again. And it did. 4 times, I think. And, I wasn't ready. Oh, well. After a while, I just gave up doing anything but keeping everyone calm, cool, and collected (that meant me, mostly). I remind myself that this is part of parenting. I am not having a pity party. I am just facing reality. Helping children stay calm and well can be exhausting, and well....I am exhausted. So, I guess I will go see if we have any Hershey bars left. I am only really glad that this song is running through my head, because it really is rather funny....
I'll be home for Christmas......(now you make up your own lyrics if you are me)
Thursday, December 22, 2005
I know most of my posts lately have been short and not very witty. Well, it has been quite a roller coaster around here, so I have mostly posted short cute things. This is mostly for myself, of course. It is a way of keeping one foot on solid ground, and not disappearing entirely. Some people have asked me why not keep a private journal, why blog? I don't know. I like the spontaneity of it. I like the idea that I can write what I want, and my friend and family can read it, as well as random visitors. I like getting my thoughts *out there.* But if you really want to know, here goes.....(read at your own risk)
- I don't like cleaning up bird guts
- I found a squirrel tail on my porch, don't know where the rest is
- I have been washing my hands 10,000 times a day in between wiping ooey gooey Little Sister's nose. As a result of her not feeling quite up to herself, she has been wanting to nurse more lately. Also, with a stuffy nose she is not resting well, hence no real nap for her lately. Last night she slept half the night half sitting up laying across my chest (no kidding)
- Yesterday, Dancer Girl woke up with a cough (striking fear in me after previous years bouts with bronchitis and almost pneumonia, breathing treatments, etc etc)
- Today, I woke up with a cough. That means all out war.
- My mom is getting over something called mycoplasma pneumonia, which she apparently had at Thanksgiving but she didn't know. As a result, Long Hair Daddy got sick, and slept at his office most of the month to keep us from getting sick.
- We were very thankful to have a wonderful new to us van for approximately 3 weeks before the transmission fell out. Ok, not really, but it is currently at Transmission Hospital waiting for the ok to do the $2,000+ transplant. Let's just say that that was *not* in the Christmas budget.
- Over the last 2 years I have had to talk about death a lot to little Dancer Girl after our pretty Ashley kitty got hit by a car. We were crying in bed last night missing her and remembering how she used to take naps with Dancer Girl in her little toddler bed.
So, in conclusion, I have decided not to bore you or anyone else mostly with the negative junk that happens, unless it is very funny. Let me try to think of some things I am thankful for....
- A wonderful, loving, helpful husband
- A terrific, supportive family
- Beautiful, strong, healthy daughters
- Electricity, heat, warm water, tv, dvd, computer, etc
- Hot tea
- Paved roads
- Cell phones
- Baby Jesus
- Instant messaging
- A good God who takes care of us
- Good friends
- Our beautiful cat Ashley, who is in Kitty Heaven
Ok, I'll stop there. How 'bout you tell me 5 things you are thankful for.
Tuesday, December 20, 2005
Sunday, December 18, 2005
Thursday, December 15, 2005
Wednesday, December 14, 2005
Wednesday Update: Chocolate Bar being sent to Motherkitty. Good Job. The answer is James 1:19, from the Holy Bible.
Sunday, December 11, 2005
Saturday, December 10, 2005
Hopefully today will be a quiet day at home, a day to get caught up on laundry, a day to relax. A day to finish the Christmas newsletter, to get out the Christmas decorations, maybe. I was really stressed out when I woke up, thinking of all the things to do. Once I gave myself permission to stay home and take my time getting things done, then I felt much better. I don't have to go to every party, and do everything on a special timetable. The whole idea of preparing and giving gifts has more to do with love and patience than hurrying and scurrying. Rushing around and putting pressure on myself and others to be places at certain times adds a lot of anxiety to my home. I may still have my pajamas on at lunchtime, but I would rather be peaceful at home than add to the anxiety of shoppers out there.
Better is a dry morsel with quietness, than a house full of feasting with strife. Proverbs 17:1
Pleasant words are like a honeycomb, sweetness to the soul and health to the bones. Proverbs 16: 24
Thursday, December 08, 2005
Monday, December 05, 2005
Sunday, December 04, 2005
Saturday, December 03, 2005
I can feel it already. The gravity-pulling, quickly accelerating snowball of Christmas-like activity. I took one look at my calendar and said, one week to get that done, Motherkitty party here, birthday party there....It feels as if Christmas is tomorrow. Well, it is not. And, I am going to spend the month enjoying getting ready for it. I will teach my daughters Christmas carols, we will send out a newsletter, we will buy gifts in honor of the Christ-child's birth, set up our nativity set. As a personal Christmas tradition, I will get out my music, guitar, and keyboard and "practice" Christmas carols. I guess this is mostly for myself right now, because even though I am a trained musician (oboe), guitar and keyboard are challenges for me. Anyone who sings along with my strumming and plunking has to sing verrrry slowly. O come, all yeee (pause....strum) faithful....etc. etc. Well, I don't care, one of these years, I will figure it out, and maybe practice these songs more than November and December. (Click the music to go to a page where you can print your own Christmas carols to practice.) Anyway, Christmas is about the celebration of the birth of Christ for me. I look at all the wonderful things in our world that we have as a result of his birth and I am thankful. Christ has been a very positive influence in the world. You will note here that I am not including people who have called themselves followers of Christ, but have been nothing like Him. They will be accountable to Him for their own words and actions, as will I. Christ is the Messiah, He was a perfect man and God, and I am glad that He was born. Anyway, I look at the beautiful lights and think of the Light of the World. I think of all the gifts bought for others, and I am thinking that He doesn't mind us celebrating His birthday this way, thinking of others. Thinking of others is exactly what Jesus did His whole life, and that is what He does now. He is thinking of you and me. I will buy you a gift and think of Him.
Friday, December 02, 2005
here's the guy who wrote it...http://www.essentialsofmusic.com/composer/tchaikovsky.html
Long Hair Daddy and I are feeling very brave and are taking 4 year old Dancer Girl *and* 20 month old Little Sister Girl to a local dance company's performance of The Nutcracker on the local college campus tonite. And, we decided to take the girls to Chuck E. Cheese's on Sunday afternoon. Now all we have to do is put up the Christmas tree to officially be ushered into the joyful holiday frenzy.