Confessions of a Mom

sorry for my absence!

2009-05-22T10:29:00.002-05:00

Wow, I am really falling behind in my blogging life! You know it's bad when you have to go back and read what you wrote last to see where you were in your blog story, lol. Kristin's due date is now Aug. 10th, but because she's having twins, they will most likely do a scheduled c-section sometime mid to late July. I know she's ready now, but the babies aren't, so they wait.......they moved into a new apartment last week....and I do mean new, it's brand spanking new!......she's now 15 minutes away instead of 3 hours away, yay! She gets to spend more time with Landin and he loves that....so life is good.Nick is finishing up 10th grade......we were out 3 days for the swine flu but so were all the surrounding school districts so we don't have to make it up. He is looking for a summer job....so far he's applied at Clear Springs Cafe and Wendy's......we shall see. I was going to do the parent-taught driver's ed this summer, but it's so much paperwork, I am seriously thinking about sending him to the local driving school. Stay tuned for that one, lol.Landin finishes his school-year schedule next week and starts his summer school schedule the week after that......instead of going 8:30-12:00 noon each day, he'll have the option of staying all day and playing with his buddies. He's old enough now that he enjoys that playtime and there's just so much playing his almost-50 year old gamma (yes, gamma, he doesn't use the "r") can do.......he'll get to take a lunch box and his nap mat and blanket, so that sound be interesting.The hubby and I went to the Texas Hill Country (Fredericksburg) last weekend, just the two of us.....we haven't gone away like that in forever. When we take a vacation, it's usually the whole family, so it was a welcome break. It was so nice to just be together and be able to have a conversation without interruption! They really have some neat places up there....the whole downtown area is full of little shops.....and everyone is so friendly! They do know how to treat their tourists up there! We drove home on the country road that goes through Luckenbach.....if you know country music, you'll know Luckenbach, Texas with Willie and Waylon and the boys......lol......only thing there is a general store.......but it was cool.......My mom is getting up there in years and wants to move into an apartment or assisted living place, so when she does, we are going to move into her house, renting from her, and sell our house. We want to save up money and buy some land and build a home out in the country.....move back where we belong, lol. So this summer should be busier than usual.......a move, selling a home, twins coming along, the son driving.....WOW........Have a great Memorial Day everyone!

the journey continues

2009-03-31T09:10:00.002-05:00

I feel I have totally lost any control in this life and am just along for the ride. The wind blows me in whichever direction it feels I need to go and I am unable to do anything about it. *sigh*

The daughter is now talking marriage with the twins' father....don't get me wrong, I like the kid, but less than a month ago, she hated him.....so how do you go from hate to undying love in 30 days? And while I am skeptical, I am also excited. Every mother dreams of their daughter's wedding......even though it won't be my dream ideal, I still want it to be something she'll remember fondly.....am I crazy?

I feel so torn between what is "right" and what I want....is it wrong to be excited about a wedding that could potentially be a disaster?? *sigh*

Life used to be so simple......when I had that control......somewhere along the way, I lost it. I want it back!

at loose ends

2009-03-22T09:34:00.003-05:00

I am a loner by nature. Maybe it's because I grew up an only child out in the country and had only myself as a companion many days and nights. My parents were both school teachers and even though they were physically there, they were rarely available for playing or talking or even eating together.

I seek out "me" time. If I don't get some alone time, I get antsy and cranky and eventually, mean. It doesn't have to be a lot of time. 5-10 minutes will usually do the trick. But lately, I've been craving more. Not a few minutes here and there, but a day or days all to myself. No husband, no children, no grandchild, no neighbors, no friends at the grocery store.....48 hours completely alone in a foreign location where I know no one and no one knows me.

A lot of people I know feel free to take a day here or there to themselves and regroup. Me, I haven't done that.....yet. I'm close to 50 and have never lived all alone, never gone on a trip overnight all alone....and I'm thinking maybe it's time.

I can't imagine having only myself for a companion again. To be able to sleep and eat and do whatever I want to do whenever I want to do it and not have to consider anyone else in the process. To stay in my pajamas all day and have no one else know it. To eat candy for breakfast and have no one raise their eyebrows.

Don't get me wrong. I love my family. I am grateful for each and every one of them. But for their sake, I think I need to take a day or two off and reconnect with me. Wish me luck.

Randomness

2009-03-18T09:47:00.002-05:00

I just wrote a random blog on Myspace. Feel free to check it out. www.myspace.com/stillyoungatheart .

health care ??

2009-03-17T10:23:00.003-05:00

The daughter and her boyfriend were in town this past weekend. It was good to see her. She's starting to show and your eyes can't help but be drawn to that little belly taking shape. Her boyfriend finishes auto mechanics school in April and they are wanting to relocate from Houston to Austin to be closer to home. Another move. I think my child lives to move. Seriously.

The down side is that she is on Medicaid, and they go by county. Since she is in Houston only temporarily, she is not going to have her Medicaid moved there. That means no doctor visits until she gets to Austin and has her paperwork moved there....which takes another 3-4 weeks. *sigh* This child is having two babies, has health issues of her own, and is not under a physician's care. Not good.

I have never had to deal with the Medicaid issue before so I have no idea how it works, but I can tell you that the present system is not working. You would think that once you are covered, you could go to any Medicaid-approved doctor or facility.....noooo. Nowadays, only the luckiest of employed people have health insurance. It is so expensive that it is no longer a "given" benefit. Our own health insurance is right at $900/month for three of us right now with a $5000 deductible......there is no way a 20-something person or even a recent college graduate could afford that.

Okay Obama.....where is our health care relief? You talked the talk......so now it's time to walk the walk......while you and the others in DC are still drawing up stimulus rules, follow through on something that will actually benefit the people of the US...not just the big businesses.

what do I say now

2009-03-11T15:50:00.002-05:00

This is a blog I've been dreading to write, but one I knew was coming for the last few days. My daughter had a doctor's appointment a week or so ago and during the sonogram, the doctor informed her that she was having not one, but two, girls. This news was met with tears and heartache because my daughter longed to have a daughter and had made the decision to give these babies up for adoption.

After much soul-searching and heartache, she and the babies' father have decided to get back together, keep the babies and raise them. She left the center she had been staying at in Fort Worth and headed back to Houston Monday evening.

I wish the story ended there, but it doesn't. There are some health concerns that my daughter is not ready to go public with so I won't go into detail, but they are serious. It just seems that nothing in this child's life can go simply and smoothly. The health problems are hers, not the babies, but of course they are all one right now......and I have no clue what to do, or say, or not say, or pray for, or think, or .....

So, the "good feeling" we had for the past couple of weeks is now gone and we can't help but wonder what the future brings for them. My husband and I stand firm that we will not raise any more babies, but I know in my heart of hearts that if those babies ever need me, I'd be there.....does that make me a sucker? Nah, that makes me Grandma......forever.

avoid the drama

2009-03-01T11:44:00.003-06:00

I am beginning to think that I will be living my life in perpetual fear and dread for a long time to come. Just when I think things are going along well, someone has to go and throw a monkey wrench into the whole thing. Why is it that some people are just never satisfied unless their life is in constant turmoil? They seek out the drama and when they can't find any, go out of their way to make it. I'm lucky (said very sarcastically)....I'm surrounded by two such people, who feed off each other and put me in the middle. There are days I wish either they'd both move to the other side of the world or that I could! But since that is not going to happen, I continue to look over my shoulder and check that caller ID screen. Unlike them, I run as far away from the drama as possible.

and.....breathe

2009-02-19T09:44:00.002-06:00

Exhale.....*long breath released*.......well, we made it. I don't know how for sure, but we did. There were of course last-minute glitches that almost stopped it, but those were taken care of and the move was on. The TB test that was known about for 2 weeks and not gotten was finally done and read.....paperwork ready, in hand. The warrant and fines (oh yes, she did) that had been ignored were finally taken care of and payment arrangements made....library books paid for and paperwork copied to be forwarded to discharge those fines......$198 in fines for books costing $32....I don't think so! The hope that we would be loaded and off by 9:30am was long gone and we finally headed out by 11:00am.......

It is a 4 hour trip with no stops.....so figure in a bathroom and lunch break, and then a gas-up and bathroom break, and we are looking at 4 1/2 hours......the 3:00pm time we were supposed to be there came and went and we drove up in the parking lot at 3:30pm......while I hate to be late for anything, I was overjoyed to finally be there at whatever time. After going over more paperwork with the daughter, we were told where to park to unload.....we follow the directions, are met by the sweet lady at the door and we proceed to unload/unpack/marvel at her new room. It is in a perfect location....at the end of the hall, so away from a lot of foot-traffic, right next to the laundry room (yay!) and across the hall from the house parent's suite......(double yay!). The on-duty houseparent came down and went over some of the rules and gave the daughter her keys and door code......we decided to forego unpacking for going to grab her a burger because the other girls were already eating/finishing their dinner......after a quick trip to Wendy's nearby, we take her back and say our goodbyes.......I could see the fear and excitement in her eyes, which mirrored our own.....but I think we all felt relief and joy for this new adventure in her life.

We left Ft. Worth at 6:00pm.....still some traffic, but not as bad as 5:00pm would have been.....we begin the long journey home and after 4 straight hours and driving, we pull into the driveway......hallelujah!!!

I'm worn out and didn't make it into work today......sorry hubby......but I am getting as much done around the house as possible before going to pick up the little one at noon from pre-school.

Thank you all for your thoughts, prayers, good wishes.......they truly did help......amen.

don't quit

2009-02-12T10:52:00.003-06:00

When you quit at everything, you gain nothing. I have a child who needs to repeat that sentence to herself 24/7. Everything that she has attempted in her short life has been given up on, whether it was the dance class when she was 6 or track when she was in high school. She has given up as a daughter, as a mother, as a friend, as a girlfriend. The only thing I can think of that she has finished is high school, and that was only because she transferred to the alternative school when she was 16 and finished up her last 3 semesters in 3 months. While I was extremely proud of this accomplishment, I was also angry......angry because she is obviously a bright young woman and she refuses to pursue anything in life that is in any way difficult or "hard".

My prayer for her is that she can find peace within herself so that she can stop searching and accept herself as is.....and that she can reach for her dreams and not give up or give in until she reaches them.

Amen.

busy days ahead

2009-02-06T12:58:00.003-06:00

The month of February is short by design, but it seems it's going to be one busy month! The 13th falls on a Friday this year......so we have a Friday the 13th......and because Valentine's Day falls on Saturday this year, I'm sure we'll have the little one's Valentine's Day party and cards on that Friday......then it's stuffed animals and candy and cards for my family on V-day........that following Monday is Presidents' Day, so no bank or post office or school that day.....that Tuesday is my son's 17th b-day, which we'll probably be celebrating that weekend or Monday since he'll be off........and finally, February 18th (a Wednesday) my daughter is moving into the Gladney Center in Fort Worth. Yay.

So much to do, so little time to do it. Have a great weekend everyone!

changes

2009-02-05T10:08:00.002-06:00

I find myself wondering if I'm OCD like my son. Any change in my schedule disrupts my mood and life for days on end. Spontaneity is not my friend. After the past week, I may take the whole month of February to get back to "normal", whatever that is. We are still waiting to hear from The Gladney Center. I guess no news is good news....or so they say.

I did have a phone call from Gladney earlier this week that kind of surprised me. Someone there had read my last blog and wanted to link it to their website. At first I was thrown....wondering, which blog......how did they find me.......what did I say.....what have I done....?? But then I re-read it and knew it was all good. I have gone through my archives and deleted some blogs though that would be better left private as far as the whole world is concerned. I wrote them at a time I needed to get things "out" and now that it's done, they no longer need to be in print.

The Little One is recovering from not one, but two ear infections, so today is my first day back at the office. There is nothing like a sick 3 year old, especially when he just wants to be held and clings to you if you try to get up. Sleeping at night was not possible for a couple of nights, so we've been playing catch-up during the day. Last night, he spent the greater part of the night sleeping in my recliner, all curled up in a little ball. I will gladly let him sleep wherever he wants as long as he actually sleeps.

We are in desperate need of rain around here. We haven't had a good soaking since well before September. Everything is brown and it's not because of the winter weather. The slightest spark sets off brush fires that seem to go for miles. The chance of rain is in the forecast, but if it goes as usual, we'll get a few clouds and then....nothing. If you have too much rain where you are, please send it our way. Thank you.

our trip

2009-02-01T11:41:00.006-06:00

Last Friday, my daughter and I left our hometown around 9:00am and headed north to Fort Worth. Neither of us were looking forward to the actual drive, but we were both excited to be making the trip finally. Luckily, with the new toll road outside Austin, our drive was really an easy one. The toll road allowed us to completely bypass Austin and Round Rock and that made the trip wonderful! From start to finish, we drove 4 1/2 hours, including bathroom breaks and lunch.

When we finally arrived at the Gladney Center in Fort Worth, we were both amazed. Our first word going down the driveway were the same....."dang". The Gladney Center is the top-rated adoption center in the country, and we are lucky that it happens to be in Texas. We are also lucky that both of our children are Gladney babies themselves, so our family has a relationship with Gladney already. We could have never guessed that our family would someday need their maternity services, but we do, and I am grateful that they are there.

My daughter is 20, will be 21 in June. She already had one child, my grandson, when she was 17. If you've read my past blogs, you know that she has gone through the rollercoaster of emotions and trials........and that my husband and I now have primary custody of our grandson.

Right around Christmas time, she let us know she was pregnant again and that she did not plan to keep the baby, she planned on having an abortion. A few days after Christmas, she went to our local hospital for the procedure. When they did the required sonogram and discovered that she was pregnant with twins, she could not go through with it. She thought about keeping the babies and raising them herself, but after a month of preparing to do just that, she realized that she could not do it alone and the father is no longer in the picture. Her father and I have made it clear that we cannot.....correction, will not.....help raise any more babies. After a long heart-to-heart with her father, she decided to call the Gladney Center and talk to them about her options.

Yes friends, miracles do come true.....prayers are answered. Everyone she has talked to up there has been amazingly supportive and friendly. They allow the girls (if they wish) to live there on campus in the dorm.....which after our visit I can tell you is nothing like any dorm I've seen or lived in but more like a nice hotel.......

When we first got there and talked to the caseworker, she told us that normally girls do not come to stay there until their 5th month. After my daughter talked to her privately and told her about not living at home, not having a home right now or a job, about her past drug and alcohol history and having a disorder similar to bi-polar and not being on medication right now, the caseworker agreed that she needed to move in ASAP. Her supervisor returns this Tuesday and it is up to her when she can move in.......so more prayers have been sent hoping that she agrees with all of us and she can get up there soon.

She is 12 weeks pregnant right now. She is having twins. She has no job. No money. She does have a high-school education. They allow the girls to live there free of charge, including room and board. They have daily activities that are also paid for. They are not required to work or go to school, but the options are there if they want them. She will be able to take online college classes if she wishes in their computer lab. She can earn Target gift cards by volunteering to do different things. She will have one roommate and they share a nice bathroom. She can take her cell phone, tv, computer, car. She has a locking closet and chest. There is a great big kitchen and dining area and tv common area and beautiful pool when it gets warmer. The girls are allowed to make a list of any groceries or food that they want or crave, and the local Albertson's delivers whatever they want every Monday.

Truly, this place is a god-send. Now we just have to hold our breath until she is actually there.
Please keep our family in your thoughts and prayers.......and hopefully this stressful situation can have a positive outcome for everyone involved.

stupid weather

2009-01-27T10:21:00.004-06:00

It seems that my road trip to Fort Worth tomorrow may have to be re-scheduled due to ice. Well...poo........the daughter and I were both anxious to get up there and talk to them and look around......I was hoping to take her back this weekend to live.......but noooooooo, the stupid weather refuses to cooperate.........

So, if you pray, pray for sun and no ice down in Texas......keep good thoughts that this thing will get done......before we all go crazy.

Hint

2009-01-21T09:26:00.002-06:00

Here's a hint.....I guess I'm scared to jinx it by talking about it too much.....think......adoption.....I promise to write a complete blog next Thursday.......for now, just keep her/us in your thoughts. Thanks!

Road trip

2009-01-20T15:13:00.001-06:00

It looks like I might be taking the daughter for a road trip next week.....if it all goes as planned and things work out, you will hear the loudest "Amen and Hallelujah!" ever! Stay tuned.

Deep thought

2009-01-18T09:56:00.002-06:00

Just when you think a situation is totally beyond your control, something happens to shift things around. I don't want to say too much yet, but here's hoping that a lot of thought and soul-searching will bring the right answers to someone who is lost.

Getting old

2009-01-16T13:51:00.003-06:00

Yesterday was my mother's 82nd birthday. The son, the grandson and I took her out to lunch to celebrate. We had a great time together and I'm grateful that we did it. But as I sat there, I realized that my mother was not the feisty, quick-witted woman I knew growing up. Across the table from me was a quietly-frustrated, feeble elderly lady who shuffled her feet when she walked to keep her balance. She was frustrated when she would begin a story and then forget what she was talking about in mid-sentence. Her memory is definitely not what it once was and that too leads to more frustration.

Don't get me wrong. I will be happy to be in as good of shape as she is when and if I reach 82. Both of her parents (my grandparents) lived into their 90's, so God willing, she will too. But for some odd reason, it just hit me yesterday......my mom is old. And that means I'm getting old too.

Such is life.

awkward moments

2009-01-14T15:21:00.003-06:00

I took the Little One to the dentist today. Half of them referred to me as "Grandma", which I am, and the others referred to me as "Mom".....which I am in everything but name. It's really weird.....I didn't correct any of those calling me Mom.....that would have required a long explanation which I didn't really want to have.....

Last week at his preschool, the teacher asked the kids what their mommy's name was. My Little One replied "Grandma!". I had to smile when the teacher told me, but I know that someday soon this might get very confusing for him. *sigh*

And such is life......

It's enough.....

2009-01-13T13:25:00.004-06:00

So, a few days ago I wrote a blog that revealed my deep insecurities as a parent and wife. Your comments and understanding have given me a new insight into what I was feeling and what I should expect of myself.

It's enough that I try.....that I do my best at the time, even if my best in that moment in time is not all that great.

It's enough that I love my children. I may not always like them or their behavior, but that love will never die.

It's enough that I live with whatever decisions I have made and make the best of them. Looking back, there are always "better" solutions, but life isn't lived in reverse.

It's enough that I do what I can live with......no one else has to measure up to the standards I have set for myself......and if someone else feels I've fallen short, that's on them.

It's enough. Thank you.

Was he nuts?????

2009-01-12T10:20:00.003-06:00

Last night, close to 9:00 pm (30 minutes later than bedtime should be), I told the Little One it was time to go to his room and go to sleep. My husband pipes up saying "it's your turn, I put him down at naptime". Now, normally this would just be ignored, but because he felt the need to say it out loud, I felt the need to respond.

"What did you just say?" I asked him. He looked sheepishly towards the tv screen....."I did naptime". I'm well aware he got him down for naptime......a fact I had already thanked him for.

"I didn't realize we were keeping score. Would you like for me to total up how many naptimes and bedtimes I've done?" I replied. "No need to get mad", he told me. Pffft, oh how wrong he was!

So, in the darkened room while I was rocking and waiting to hear the Little One start breathing loudly and slowly, I started multiplying things in my head. You figure he is at his dad's 26 weekends a year.....that's 52 naps and nights. He spends one day a week with dad, so that's one more nap....52 times. So out of 365 naps and bedtimes, he's here for about 313 bedtimes and 260 naps.....and of those naps and bedtimes, wanna count with me how many my husband has done? Ummm.......you'll only need one hand for that folks......

Multiply that by 3 years.......I figure I'm up 890 to 10 on bedtimes alone.........easy. So, what would you have done or said? Inquiring minds are curious.

Second-guessing myself

2009-01-09T10:26:00.003-06:00

I don't know if it's because of the New Year's resolutions tradition, but for some reason at this time of year, I find myself thinking about the decisions I've made in my life and wondering what "could have been" if I had made different choices.

If I had studied harder (okay, well, at all) during my freshman year of college, I would have stayed at that large university and graduated with a degree from a school that actually meant something in the business world. Would that have brought me more money? Probably. Would that have brought me more happiness? I'll never know, but from what I've heard from others, probably not.

If I had stayed single and not married, would I have travelled the world, or at least the USA? I'm going with no on this one. I don't even like to go to the movies or a restaurant by myself. I can't picture me on a cruise or on the beach in Hawaii alone. Plus, I found the best match possible......so that choice was definitely a winner.

The next decision is what keeps me up at night. You see, my husband was the middle of 11 children and had already helped take care of numerous little brothers, sister, nieces and nephews. He was not keen on the kids' idea. I was an only child and couldn't wait to have a bigger family. Knowing that we would have to adopt, we had many conversations and discussions about the subject. It was the only time I've known my husband that I actually thought about leaving him. We had agreed before we had gotten married to adopt, but when push came to shove, he was balking at the idea. In my mind, that was a deal breaker. After seeing how important it was to me, he relented......and we went on to adopt not one, but two children.

Now my question to myself......was I right to insist? Life has certainly not been easy. Our son has shown ADHD symptoms since he was a toddler and was diagnosed at age 5. Our daughter has a personality disorder and life has not been easy with her for the past 4 years. We find ourselves starting over with our grandson. Would life have been "better" if I had listened to him and we didn't have kids? Part of me says yes......we would not be in debt, we would have time for each other, we would not have the stress in our lives that children bring. But a huge part of me says no........as much trouble as they cause us, they bring great joy and love to my heart. Just a hug from my grandson will make the worst possible day better. Seeing my son or daughter succeed at what they attempt brings me great pride. While having no children would definitely have been easier, I cannot say that it would have been better.

And would my childrens' lives have been better if they had been raised by someone else? As adoptive parents, you do your best, but you always wonder if someone else could have done a better job. Would my son have been ADHD with another family? I can't say for sure. Would my daughter be the rebellious girl she has become? That's the one thing I truly worry about. Would her life have been better, easier, with another parent? I'll never know that, but it's a question I ponder often.

As for my grandson, that is one decision I know without fail I made the right choice. And even though times get tough and we feel our age, I am so blessed that he is a part of my life.

In the end, second-guessing yourself does prove some purpose......it brings into focus how blessed and lucky I truly am even when I am not feeling that way.

What did I expect....

2009-01-08T10:53:00.004-06:00

I just weighed in at a Weight Watcher's meeting for the first time in 3 weeks. That means not since before Christmas and New Years. Yeah. Was I surprised I gained weight? No. Was I surprised by only gaining 1.8 pounds? Definitely. I guess it really does help to think about what you're eating, even if it's over the points limit you have. I may not have always eaten the "best" way, but I ate a lot better than I normally would have. I didn't even make the fudge this year because I am the only one who eats it.....and eat it I would have, all of it. I threw out the sugar cookies when they were just too irresistible, much to my son's dismay. He couldn't believe I would actually do that.......ha! I somehow managed to eat what I wanted and still not gain back all 20 pounds I've gotten rid of so far......now that's success!

Take me now Lord

2009-01-07T15:19:00.003-06:00

It's amazing how many times I've uttered that phrase lately....."take me now Lord".....usually at a time of high stress or dwindling patience. It seems that 3 year olds do not take to sleeping at night........just when I thought my nighttime battles were over, they've begun again.

Bedtime has never been the Little One's favorite time.....in fact, even as a newborn, he hated being put to bed. If someone would rock me and give me something to eat and drink, I'd be out like a light.....but noooooo, not him.

For the past 3 nights, bedtime has gotten later and later......from 8:30pm to 11:00pm......and I will admit here for the world to see that I have given up and gone to bed while he was still awake.....not in danger, in his own room, but still awake.....I know, shameful. I'll be waiting for CPS's arrival. Once he finally goes to sleep, it's only a matter of time before he wakes up again.....shouting the one word I'm starting to dread....."Grandma!".......code for "hey you, come and fix this problem NOW".

There have been times where I've just pulled the blanket further over my head and pretended not to hear. It doesn't work. For some reason, we decided that a 3 year old needed a "big boy" bed and not the wonderful prison cell we called a crib......now he can come and go as he pleases......and he always finds his way to me even in the middle of the night.

Last night was no different. He could not go to sleep. Even with the promise of stickers for going to bed as requested, he could not do it. He could not stay asleep once he had conked out. He could not sit still even when I was holding him on the rocking chair.....wait......couldn't sit still.....that's unusual.

What's that? Why are you scratching? Why does it itch there!??? Oh great.......please tell me it ain't so..........

But it is. A bowel movement this morning confirmed what I thought......pinworms......*sigh*.....a quick trip to the doctor's office and a prescription later and we are on our way to preschool......unfortunately, they were in the middle of chapel time, so I couldn't warn the teacher of the worm infestation......but hopefully they are diligent about handwashing anyway......right?

So, the Little One is with his daddy this afternoon......I called him and warned him about the possible itching problem so he wouldn't freak out.....I don't think he was happy knowing this is a common problem for most kids.......tonight, we get to take the magic pill.....and then another in two weeks......

Let us pray for a quick demise for the offending worms.....and a long night's sleep for the Little One....and the rest of us!

Let's Try This Again

2009-01-06T14:38:00.003-06:00

After a long pause, I'm back to Blogger to share my life...the good, the bad and the ugly. Hopefully, you'll enjoy my Moments of Mayhem......or MOM moments...as I like to call them. I can't guarantee that you'll learn anything, but I do hope to get a laugh or tear, depending on the subject matter.

World of convenience

2008-01-17T13:29:00.000-06:00

I am living in such a world of convenience....cars parked in an enclosed garage with an automatic garage door opener, microwave soup for one, drive-through bank lines, warm air provided by the central heat system on this cold, blustery day......and yet, somehow, I still think I have it tough. lol.

What would I have done back in the 1800's? Pump my own water from the frozen well? Hook up the mules to the wagon to drive 20 miles away for supplies? Cut wood for the woodstove that barely heats the room? Churn my own butter and butcher my own hog? I really don't think so......

I guess if it was all I knew, it wouldn't seem so tough......but living the easy life we do now, I don't know anyone (even those Survivor people!) who could live that way anymore. Are we better off for it or not? Has life gotten too simple? Too easy?

In those days, people were not obese......they woke up with the sun, worked all day, and fell into bed sound asleep at dark......there were no sleeping problems in need of sleep aids. Entertainment came from their imaginations or muscles.....there were no iPods, DVD players, plasma tv.......if they couldn't create it, it didn't happen.

Are we really brighter now? Could we amuse ourselves if we had to? I wonder about most of us.