If the eyes are the window to the soul, what does it mean when you have a vacant look on your face?
Thoughts Provoked
1. Me thinks I am starting to drool while looking at the computer.
2. What about when you are looking at a stranger in the mirror....SCARY.
3. I have WAY too much time on my hands right now.
4. Perhaps it's time to stop watching cartoons.
5. I'm concerned that the most grown up conversation I have during the day is with the special needs kitty.
Monday, March 30, 2009
Thursday, March 26, 2009
You Know It's Going to Be An Interesting Day When...
You know it's going to be an interesting day when...
...the three year old walks into the room and announces, "Germans are rude." and walks back out.
-or-
...the three year old informs you it took to long to make him Cup-O-Noodles, then tells you, "You're dead to me." and turns his back.
-or-
...the seven year old scolds you for expecting them to get dressed for school, because waking up is a 'process'.
-or-
...as you are going to bed the night before, and the eleven year old wants to know who stapled all of the pictures to the wall.
-or-
...you listen to the nine year old practicing The Dragon Hunt on the piano and the big finish ends with...."WAH HAH HAH HAH...let's do it again.", and does.
-or-
...the three year old makes sure that whatever the reason you told him no, "His brain says its okay".
-or-
...one of the children walks in, looks around and says, "Well, that's a recipe for disaster." (I was just watching TV...I swear).
-or-
...the nine year old says his retainer his on the floor, "DUH" (like that is where it's supposed to be).
-or-
...the children are trying to bribe YOU to take them to the library (and since when is conversation not stimulating enough?).
-or-
...you wake up.
Lessons Learned
1. There is NEVER, EVER, NOT EVER a dull moment.
2. Is this the price you pay when you encourage independent thought?
3. One day I am going to need to keep my snappy comments to myself.
4. At least they are entertaining...kind of like in a 'The Godfather' kind of way.
5. Nobody is bleeding...it's a good day.
...the three year old walks into the room and announces, "Germans are rude." and walks back out.
-or-
...the three year old informs you it took to long to make him Cup-O-Noodles, then tells you, "You're dead to me." and turns his back.
-or-
...the seven year old scolds you for expecting them to get dressed for school, because waking up is a 'process'.
-or-
...as you are going to bed the night before, and the eleven year old wants to know who stapled all of the pictures to the wall.
-or-
...you listen to the nine year old practicing The Dragon Hunt on the piano and the big finish ends with...."WAH HAH HAH HAH...let's do it again.", and does.
-or-
...the three year old makes sure that whatever the reason you told him no, "His brain says its okay".
-or-
...one of the children walks in, looks around and says, "Well, that's a recipe for disaster." (I was just watching TV...I swear).
-or-
...the nine year old says his retainer his on the floor, "DUH" (like that is where it's supposed to be).
-or-
...the children are trying to bribe YOU to take them to the library (and since when is conversation not stimulating enough?).
-or-
...you wake up.
Lessons Learned
1. There is NEVER, EVER, NOT EVER a dull moment.
2. Is this the price you pay when you encourage independent thought?
3. One day I am going to need to keep my snappy comments to myself.
4. At least they are entertaining...kind of like in a 'The Godfather' kind of way.
5. Nobody is bleeding...it's a good day.
Monday, March 23, 2009
Top 10 Favorite Movie Lines
Okay, things have been incredibly hectic...absolutely no time to do just about anything.
So I love movies. I am about movies, the way my husband is about music. I swear he knows every song ever made. He can even tell you is playing a guitar just by listening...it's creepy somtimes.
I have a really bad habit about quoting movie lines when the opportunity arises. I look at it this way...I don't have to be creative or work very hard...I just have to pull out what is already in the old brain.
So here are a few of my faves (you'll find that there is a movie line to fit darn near every situation). Since I am channeling my inner Letterman, we'll call it my very own Top 10 list. YAY me.
10. "Is that your blood?" -Substitute Teacher, Summer School
9. "I don't even own a brush." -Miss Congeniality (also from this classic flick, "Bad hair decade, really.)
8. "Nobody talks to my momma that way." -Sweet Home Alabama
7. "The best time to wear a striped sweater is all the time." -Spongebob
6. "I'm a donkey on the edge." -Donkey, Shrek
5. "Is that all you can say? No, no, no?" -Giselle, Enchanted
4. "There is something afoot at the Circle K." -Ted, Bill and Teds Excellent Adventure
3. "You have been weighed. You have been measured. And you have been found wanting." -A Knights Tale
2. "I've been mostly dead all day and you expect a little head jiggle to make me happy, hmmm?" -Wesley, The Princess Bride
1. "Sir, I am not a doormat. Do not attempt to wipe your boots on me." -Elise McKenna, Somewhere in Time.
Lessons Learned
1. There is no end to the random information that floats around in my head.
2. It was hard to decide what order to put these in.
3. I think I may watch too much TV.
4. I am like so unoriginal...I can't even think of my own comebacks, I have to steal them from others.
5. At least I am still capable of remembering something.
So I love movies. I am about movies, the way my husband is about music. I swear he knows every song ever made. He can even tell you is playing a guitar just by listening...it's creepy somtimes.
I have a really bad habit about quoting movie lines when the opportunity arises. I look at it this way...I don't have to be creative or work very hard...I just have to pull out what is already in the old brain.
So here are a few of my faves (you'll find that there is a movie line to fit darn near every situation). Since I am channeling my inner Letterman, we'll call it my very own Top 10 list. YAY me.
10. "Is that your blood?" -Substitute Teacher, Summer School
9. "I don't even own a brush." -Miss Congeniality (also from this classic flick, "Bad hair decade, really.)
8. "Nobody talks to my momma that way." -Sweet Home Alabama
7. "The best time to wear a striped sweater is all the time." -Spongebob
6. "I'm a donkey on the edge." -Donkey, Shrek
5. "Is that all you can say? No, no, no?" -Giselle, Enchanted
4. "There is something afoot at the Circle K." -Ted, Bill and Teds Excellent Adventure
3. "You have been weighed. You have been measured. And you have been found wanting." -A Knights Tale
2. "I've been mostly dead all day and you expect a little head jiggle to make me happy, hmmm?" -Wesley, The Princess Bride
1. "Sir, I am not a doormat. Do not attempt to wipe your boots on me." -Elise McKenna, Somewhere in Time.
Lessons Learned
1. There is no end to the random information that floats around in my head.
2. It was hard to decide what order to put these in.
3. I think I may watch too much TV.
4. I am like so unoriginal...I can't even think of my own comebacks, I have to steal them from others.
5. At least I am still capable of remembering something.
Tuesday, March 17, 2009
May You...
Okay, I didn't have to think this one up, which means, I had no risk of injury. My sweet Savannah came home from school today and handed my a beautiful rainbow picture with her wishes for me.
May your diet go well.
May you find your answers.
May your beauty bring you luck.
May you have a good day.
May you live a full life.
May your love bring you fortune.
May your eyes look pretty.
May you wonder what you wish.
May you live, laugh, and love.
May you get the "Mom of the Year" Award.
May your wishes come true.
May you dance in the rain.
I am so grateful she's mine.
Lessons Learned
1. I am incredibly lucky.
2. I am incredibly grateful.
3. I am incredibly humbled.
4. I am blessed beyond measure.
5. I am loved even more than that.
Stupider and Stupider, All the Way to Jupiter
Just wanted to share that it took me 30 minutes to log into the ol' blog. I believe the title says it all. And because I have fear of sustaining an injury, this will have to count as the Random Thought of the Day.
Thoughts Provoked
1. Dumb blondes are a myth. Number 1-Every blonde I know is smarter than me. Number 2-Let me introduce myself.
2. Oy vey.
3. I believe this qualifies as a For the Love of Pete moment.
4. I'm trying to figure out if this is sad or funny.
5. My smoke detector just went off because of the smoke coming out of my ears.
Thoughts Provoked
1. Dumb blondes are a myth. Number 1-Every blonde I know is smarter than me. Number 2-Let me introduce myself.
2. Oy vey.
3. I believe this qualifies as a For the Love of Pete moment.
4. I'm trying to figure out if this is sad or funny.
5. My smoke detector just went off because of the smoke coming out of my ears.
Sunday, March 15, 2009
Random Thought of the Day
Who put hair gel on the cats tail and spiked it?
Thoughts Provoked
1. Do I not have enough to do? Do I really have to bathe the cat, again?
2. Why do my children have to be so dang creative with their mischief?
3. Does hair gel taste as bad to cats as it does to people? And yes, I know you have tasted either hairspray or gel...maybe not on purpose, but you still have.
4. Is it kitty cat torture or an act of love to do your cats hair?
5. This one falls in the same random category as the bowling pin in the fridge.....(sigh).
Thoughts Provoked
1. Do I not have enough to do? Do I really have to bathe the cat, again?
2. Why do my children have to be so dang creative with their mischief?
3. Does hair gel taste as bad to cats as it does to people? And yes, I know you have tasted either hairspray or gel...maybe not on purpose, but you still have.
4. Is it kitty cat torture or an act of love to do your cats hair?
5. This one falls in the same random category as the bowling pin in the fridge.....(sigh).
Friday, March 13, 2009
It Is I Calgon...Here to Take You Away
Okay, so I have been rotton lately. DUH...like you couldn't tell just by walking outside. I believe my icky was permeating the air.
My sweet babies (okay, they aren't REALLY babies, but they are MY babies) have really done a stupendous job putting up with the regular stress, and then the stress that I added on top of it. They have each found a special way to bring me a little joy and happiness, even when I was in the darkest of dark.
When I woke up this morning, I knew that I had become the straw that broke the camels back. Baylee woke up and spent an hour crying, begging and pleading to not leave my side. She couldn't bear the though of going to school. We struck a deal, and decided I would pick her up at lunch.
As everyone else woke up they were not quite in the state of Baylee, but they were draggin'. Caleb didn't even wake up until 10...CRAZY KID. I had a wonderful visit with my visiting teachers (okay, friends....they give me so much more that I give them....and I think they would even if they were required to by calling...but I digress, and besides, I'll take what I can get). Anyways, they really lifted my spirits and I felt more normal that I had in a LONG, LONG time.
So as soon as they left, I decided to go pick up Baylee right away so I wouldn't have to backtrack during my errands...and yes, last summers gas prices STILL have me freaked out. So wouldn't you know it, as soon as I pulled up to the school Savannah was walking out and found me. It was like Karma. First words out of her mouth were, "Please check me out. Please. I want to stay with you." Of course I gave in.
We decided to get Noah too. Why not, at least I would have to make another trip. So I picked up all the munchkins and loaded everyone up. As I went to get into the car, I was struck by how pinched everyones faces were. Right then I decided that I was CALGON. I would swoop everyone up and SAVE THE DAY...or at least a minute or two.
We ran errands as quickly as possible and then went to Wendys (because apparently, I am not enough Wendy for everyone). Then we went to Cold Stone (any excuse will do). And then we went home and did nothing...no chores, no nothing. I believe it was a much needed breath of fresh air.
Lessons Learned
1. You don't always have to know exactly what is going on in your childrens heads to know that they need you.
2. I liked being Calgon...it's been a while since I have left like I was doing anything for anyone.
3. Would going to Cold Stone two times in one day be wrong?
4. Sometimes a little bit of nothing is just the right amount of something.
5. Since a picture can say a thousand words, I think the looks on the faces of your loved ones, can write an entire novel.
I think I need to work on being Calgon more often.
My sweet babies (okay, they aren't REALLY babies, but they are MY babies) have really done a stupendous job putting up with the regular stress, and then the stress that I added on top of it. They have each found a special way to bring me a little joy and happiness, even when I was in the darkest of dark.
When I woke up this morning, I knew that I had become the straw that broke the camels back. Baylee woke up and spent an hour crying, begging and pleading to not leave my side. She couldn't bear the though of going to school. We struck a deal, and decided I would pick her up at lunch.
As everyone else woke up they were not quite in the state of Baylee, but they were draggin'. Caleb didn't even wake up until 10...CRAZY KID. I had a wonderful visit with my visiting teachers (okay, friends....they give me so much more that I give them....and I think they would even if they were required to by calling...but I digress, and besides, I'll take what I can get). Anyways, they really lifted my spirits and I felt more normal that I had in a LONG, LONG time.
So as soon as they left, I decided to go pick up Baylee right away so I wouldn't have to backtrack during my errands...and yes, last summers gas prices STILL have me freaked out. So wouldn't you know it, as soon as I pulled up to the school Savannah was walking out and found me. It was like Karma. First words out of her mouth were, "Please check me out. Please. I want to stay with you." Of course I gave in.
We decided to get Noah too. Why not, at least I would have to make another trip. So I picked up all the munchkins and loaded everyone up. As I went to get into the car, I was struck by how pinched everyones faces were. Right then I decided that I was CALGON. I would swoop everyone up and SAVE THE DAY...or at least a minute or two.
We ran errands as quickly as possible and then went to Wendys (because apparently, I am not enough Wendy for everyone). Then we went to Cold Stone (any excuse will do). And then we went home and did nothing...no chores, no nothing. I believe it was a much needed breath of fresh air.
Lessons Learned
1. You don't always have to know exactly what is going on in your childrens heads to know that they need you.
2. I liked being Calgon...it's been a while since I have left like I was doing anything for anyone.
3. Would going to Cold Stone two times in one day be wrong?
4. Sometimes a little bit of nothing is just the right amount of something.
5. Since a picture can say a thousand words, I think the looks on the faces of your loved ones, can write an entire novel.
I think I need to work on being Calgon more often.
Thursday, March 12, 2009
Random Thought of the Day
Never look a gift horse in the mouth.
Thoughts Provoked
1. I must be feeling better to be spending anytime pondering something like that.
2. What is the difference between a horse, and a gift horse?
3. Why would you look in a horses mouth?
4. Do horses have dentists?
5. Do you think they use Novicane? Hmmmm...a horse size dose would make for several hours of comedy with saliva.
Thoughts Provoked
1. I must be feeling better to be spending anytime pondering something like that.
2. What is the difference between a horse, and a gift horse?
3. Why would you look in a horses mouth?
4. Do horses have dentists?
5. Do you think they use Novicane? Hmmmm...a horse size dose would make for several hours of comedy with saliva.
Monday, March 9, 2009
The SSSSSS-SFZ
Okay, after taking a quick look at my blog and ummmmmmmmmmmm, myself in the mirror, I realized it was time for a confessional. So this is how this is going to work. I am going to spill my guts, while you play therapist (you can even do this out loud if you want). So while you are reading, if you want to throw in a couple of "And how does that make you feel?" or even a few "Mmmmm-hmmmms" I am pretty sure that we will all be able to walk away from this feeling like something good happened.
Now for the all-so-important disclosure. I am not completely spilling my guts. Number 1, that would be gross. Number 2, I am totally, completely, and utterly tired of the yuck that seems to continually be floating around me at the moment.
So things have been extremely bleak for the last little while. And it made me feel horrible, thank you for asking (ooooohhhhh you are good at this therapist thing). I hate the place I was in. It was dark and scary and just plain wrong. I will admit that I have been there before. Thank goodness for past experiences that help us realize that something is amiss in our lives. I was able to hone in on what was going on and literally work on pulling myself out of the dungeon. By the way, I have named it the Scary, Scary, Scary, Scary, Scary, Scary Spunk Free Zone (hence the title).
While I was in the SSSSSS-SFZ, I was oblivious to everything but what affected me at that particular moment. It was very weird. I am not very good at serving others (it is on my To-Do list), and it is something that I really need to work on. However, this is probably the first time in my life I absolutely shut out and shut down anyone and anything that didn't completely agree with my world. It was weird. I was lonely and I was the reason I was lonely, but for some reason it was everyone elses fault. I'm kinda thinking that is what being a teenager is like (I was a perfect teenager so I really don't have a point of reference to draw on...Mom-I would appreciate it if you just let people think that).
Now that I have moved on from the SSSSSS-SFZ back into the SFZ, the SFZ doesn't feel all that scary. I do know that I have no intention of staying here, even if it isn't the worst place in the whole world to be. My ultimate goal is to get back to my world where there are pretty pink ponies, rainbows and chocolate that is good for you and helps you lose weight.
I love hindsight. I do NOT think that it is 20/20. I DO think that it is more like 20/15 with binoculars. There is always so much to learn from the past. And those lessons ALWAYS make the present so much more enjoyable. And sometimes, it is the simple lessons that make the biggest difference (like admitting that you need help doesn't make you weak...it makes you human).
So since I am preparing to spill my little lessons, I want to say I'm sorry (probably mostly to my family) to anyone that had to tolerate my little personality shift to the dark side and more importantly, Thank You to everyone who brought their jackhammers and forced their way through my wall of solitude and helped me start to get back up. I couldn't do it alone, and thank you for not making me.
Lessons Learned
1. It might get worse, and even if it does, it will get infinitely better.
2. While I have zero patience and zero tolerance when I am in a dark place, thank goodness I am surrounded by people who are willing to get in there and GET ME OUT.
3. It is when you feel most alone that you are supported the best.
4. Never, never again will I feel as though I can't reach out when I need to.
5. I much prefer the calm AFTER the storm, not before.
Now for the all-so-important disclosure. I am not completely spilling my guts. Number 1, that would be gross. Number 2, I am totally, completely, and utterly tired of the yuck that seems to continually be floating around me at the moment.
So things have been extremely bleak for the last little while. And it made me feel horrible, thank you for asking (ooooohhhhh you are good at this therapist thing). I hate the place I was in. It was dark and scary and just plain wrong. I will admit that I have been there before. Thank goodness for past experiences that help us realize that something is amiss in our lives. I was able to hone in on what was going on and literally work on pulling myself out of the dungeon. By the way, I have named it the Scary, Scary, Scary, Scary, Scary, Scary Spunk Free Zone (hence the title).
While I was in the SSSSSS-SFZ, I was oblivious to everything but what affected me at that particular moment. It was very weird. I am not very good at serving others (it is on my To-Do list), and it is something that I really need to work on. However, this is probably the first time in my life I absolutely shut out and shut down anyone and anything that didn't completely agree with my world. It was weird. I was lonely and I was the reason I was lonely, but for some reason it was everyone elses fault. I'm kinda thinking that is what being a teenager is like (I was a perfect teenager so I really don't have a point of reference to draw on...Mom-I would appreciate it if you just let people think that).
Now that I have moved on from the SSSSSS-SFZ back into the SFZ, the SFZ doesn't feel all that scary. I do know that I have no intention of staying here, even if it isn't the worst place in the whole world to be. My ultimate goal is to get back to my world where there are pretty pink ponies, rainbows and chocolate that is good for you and helps you lose weight.
I love hindsight. I do NOT think that it is 20/20. I DO think that it is more like 20/15 with binoculars. There is always so much to learn from the past. And those lessons ALWAYS make the present so much more enjoyable. And sometimes, it is the simple lessons that make the biggest difference (like admitting that you need help doesn't make you weak...it makes you human).
So since I am preparing to spill my little lessons, I want to say I'm sorry (probably mostly to my family) to anyone that had to tolerate my little personality shift to the dark side and more importantly, Thank You to everyone who brought their jackhammers and forced their way through my wall of solitude and helped me start to get back up. I couldn't do it alone, and thank you for not making me.
Lessons Learned
1. It might get worse, and even if it does, it will get infinitely better.
2. While I have zero patience and zero tolerance when I am in a dark place, thank goodness I am surrounded by people who are willing to get in there and GET ME OUT.
3. It is when you feel most alone that you are supported the best.
4. Never, never again will I feel as though I can't reach out when I need to.
5. I much prefer the calm AFTER the storm, not before.
Tuesday, March 3, 2009
When Dreams Come True
It has been a rough day. Okay a rough couple of days. Not dwelling. Not dwelling. Not dwelling. (Chanting is supposed to help).
I was very touched today to have angels come in to my life today, at a time I didn't even realized I needed comfort so desperately. Thank you.
As an added bonus, whenever Baylee has a rough day, she has a tendency to write me little love notes. I was in the bathroom (yes, the bathroom) when a note comes flying in from underneath the door. I finish up and get the note and there is a picture of a queen and the words, "Queen of Dreams". Knowing exactly who made it, I went to tell her how beautiful it was and that I already knew she was the queen of dreams.
I was stopped dead in my tracks when she said, "No. It's not me. It's you. Because of everything you do to make my dreams come true."
I think I needed that.
Lessons Learned
1. What better validation could a mother have than that?
2. I know I mess up A LOT, but maybe it isn't as much as I think it is.
3. I am grateful for the life lines that come my way when I haven't figured out that I am drowning.
4. I hope I can live up to that.
5. My heart is full beyond imagination. For once, I think I'm speechless.
I was very touched today to have angels come in to my life today, at a time I didn't even realized I needed comfort so desperately. Thank you.
As an added bonus, whenever Baylee has a rough day, she has a tendency to write me little love notes. I was in the bathroom (yes, the bathroom) when a note comes flying in from underneath the door. I finish up and get the note and there is a picture of a queen and the words, "Queen of Dreams". Knowing exactly who made it, I went to tell her how beautiful it was and that I already knew she was the queen of dreams.
I was stopped dead in my tracks when she said, "No. It's not me. It's you. Because of everything you do to make my dreams come true."
I think I needed that.
Lessons Learned
1. What better validation could a mother have than that?
2. I know I mess up A LOT, but maybe it isn't as much as I think it is.
3. I am grateful for the life lines that come my way when I haven't figured out that I am drowning.
4. I hope I can live up to that.
5. My heart is full beyond imagination. For once, I think I'm speechless.
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