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Childhood Memories- ALL Posts-in-One


My Birth Story

Butter

The Bedroom

The Lighted Sign

The Shower

Cereal and Coffee

Santa

Mattress

Thanksgiving

The Bus Ride

My New Dad

The Snowman

Carrots

Tiles

The Hitchhiker

The Rescue-or was it

Test Results

The Adoption

Be Thankful for your Servants


Have you thanked your servants today? They work hard for you daily and I bet you barely notice them.  What? You don’t HAVE servants?  You might just have a lot more servants than you realize.  You are probably thinking I really need to stop reading The Help (if you haven’t read The Help READ it. Watching the movie doesn’t count!!).  Well, I am not reading The Help at the moment, although it really is worth a second read.  Let me tell you how my servants have helped me today.

One made my coffee this morning.
One carried my kids to school and me on errands.
One pumped water into house.
One washed my clothes.
One dried my clothes.
One started the fire so our supper could be made.
One cooked our rice.
One even sews for me, although I didn’t use her today.
One to do most of the dishes will arrive on Wednesday as the old one decided to stop working for me a few months ago.

Oh you think EVERYONE has most of these servants?  No, not everyone does. There are many many people that do not have these everyday servants.

I know I am so VERY thankful my servants help me daily allowing me to have more time to do other things.

Thanks for all the Years


Today I morn the loss of a wonderful servant. She has been with me for 12 years, ever since my daughter was born. She has worked hard all these years. Washing baby diapers, baby bedding, and all the clothes of my tribe without a single complaint until last year.I was able to meet her demands last year so she lasted until today.

Today she poured water all over my garage floor. Today she asked for more than I am willing to give her. She will be sent away soon and I will replace her with a younger hard worker.

Fare thee well my friend, you have served my family and I well.

Cake is in the Bag


I am driving along a road in a small local town. People are looking at me funny and I realize I am driving down the wrong side of the road. I approach a stop sign and go to stop. My van is slowing, but is not coming to a completed stop.  I am grateful no one else is crossing the intersection and that no police are watching. I drive another block or two and see a little shop I haven’t seen before. I decide to park and go take a look. This is an old downtown feel area, as you have to park on the side of the road.

I go into the shop. There is a cash register to my left, double glass doors straight ahead, and an open area to the right that leads to a wider more open area to the left that can’t be totally seen what is there.

I go through the double glass doors and there are clothing racks. I start to browse and look at dresses and prices. I notice the tag and prices and think to myself,”Why would I pay $30 when I can get that same exact dress for $5 online. Same brand too.”

 

I keep browsing along, and next thing I know I am walking towards the area that I saw when I came in that was to my right.  I look behind me and a lady is following me. I see that the area is a salon so I turn around. The lady asks me if she could help me. I tell that I didn’t know it was a salon and I don’t need any services today. 

I have merchandise in my hand, but to get back into the clothing area I have to go back through the double doors in front. I hang a dress back up, after all why would I pay that?  I notice I have a $40 bra in my hand. I think to myself,”Why would I pay that when I bought the exact one for $4 at Kohls.”  

I kneel down to hang the bra on a low rack and my purse dumps out onto the floor.  Little bakery bags of mostly eaten cakes fall out. Some from the local bakery and some from the Bucks coffee place.  I am scrambling to put them all back in my bag while fighting with merchandise in my hand.

Then I wake-up…

SO I guess I want new clothes and I got hungry while I was sleeping..

Loong Weekend to a Close


I hope everyone can look back on this weekend and find something to smile about.

A Moment in Time- November 14, 2014


A picture with no words from my week.


You can see more pictures here:   A Moment in Time Picture Album

A Moment in Time is a ritual adopted from Life – Inspired by the Wee Man. Check out her blog…it is beautiful, and if you are moved to, please leave a link to your Moment in the comment box below.

The Fat Culture


Before I start this post I do not want you to think I am some skinny minnie. I am 5 foot even and wear a size 12. A size 12 on my small frame is medically obese. Yes, I AM fat.

I see many memes these days CONDONING fat! Memes saying,”Real women have curves.” When I was skinny I had curves. This baby got back! Even at 95 pounds. Being over weight does not make you a real woman. Being skinny does not make you a real woman. YOU make yourself a real woman.

Now we have songs about being fat and skinny women are bitches. Honestly? Admist this,”read labels, go organic, eat real food” craze we as a society are going to call fat “sexy”.

The meat closer to the bone is not better. All about that bass is not better. YOU are who you are. There is no need to shame others that are not your size.

STOP BODY SHAMING! This is a form of bullying.

The struggle is VERY real. I am overweight and I struggle. I personally have friends that are skinny and they struggle to keep weight on.

Being fat is unhealthy. Being too skinny is unhealthy.

I agree that we do not want our daughters to think the underweight and unhealthy skinny models are what they should strive for. Our daughters should strive to be healthy.

Granny told me that being sexy was a state of mind, NOT a size.

Whatever your size may be go out there and be YOU, be sexy, and be supportive to all women of all sizes.

Back to Normal.. MAYBE!


Summer is always busy time with me being a stay-at-home-mom to 4 kids and trying to get a sewing business off the ground (I will become official in Jan!)

The oldest is an 18 year old boy and trying to find his path in this world.

The 14 year old boy is a typical teen boy, but add some anger management issues that we are working on with help (AND seeing vast improvement!!) 

The 11 year old girl is a handful with issues that we are working on as well, while I see no improvement with the issues at hand they aren’t getting worse. 

The 9 year old boy is as “happy go lucky” as they come!  Sweet and always caring and helpful.  It is often said by the others that he is my favorite because he gets extra’s. He gets extra’s when his jobs are done. Guess who does their jobs and MORE when asked?? 

During the summer I try to keep the younger 3 busy. (The 18 year old is doing his own thing these days, but I always invite him to what we are doing). 

On August 28, 2014 my daughter had an out of town doctor appointment. We stop at a drive through on the way out of town. I order a grilled chicken sandwich, waffle fries, and an unsweet tea with lemon.   I eat my sandwich and 3 fries, and like usual I pass the fries to the nearest kid.. The pain begins!  Oh, I have had this pain before for a couple of years, but it always went away in a few hours.. NOT THIS TIME!! It keeps going and going..

I end up at the ER 3 days later after not eating and barely drinking water. MAYBE 8 oz a day at that point. I am a big water drinker too.  NOTHING can be found after an ultrasound. They try to treat me for heartburn. I am over 40, I KNOW what heart burn feels like, and this is NOT it!!  The pain is on my right side, in the middle, and under my rib cage (short torso here, and my rib cage almost hits my waist when I sit).   I am sent home with “Unknown reason for pain”.

I see my dr and I am sent for an another ultrasound.

A CT scan.. NEGATIVE…  

A MRI with contrast.. NEGATIVE

A HIDA scan is scheduled for 2 weeks out!  I am now past 2 weeks of pain and barely eating or drinking, while trying to keep kids busy and hold the household together. I am miserable and trying not to be grouchy (I don’t think I succeeded!)

(OH, a month before this a cyst IN my kidney was found!!)

I have a friend that is a surgical assistant.  He gets me into his office with another ultrasound the same day!  (a little past the 2 week mark).  The ultrasound again shows NOTHING!!   BUT we can see it contracting and those contractions HURT!!.  The dr schedules a HIDA scan and I get that appointment in just a few days.

A HIDA scan is where you lay down for a hour under an X-ray machine after you have fasted over night. THEN you drink an Ensure (OR get an inject that resembles food, I had the Ensure.. yuck!). BACK under the radiation for another hour.  

THAT HURT!!!   SURELY with that much pain the HIDA scan will show SOMETHING!!

3 week mark:  To the surgeon’s office to discuss the HIDA scan results.. Guess what..  NORMAL!!   I broke down in tears.. I was in PAIN, miserable, losing weight (kinda a good thing, just not a good way).   Surgeon and I discussed that it really seemed like the gallbladder and that it most likely should go, BUT to know that it might not be the problem. I had all the symptoms of a bad gallbladder though.

The second day of school was the 4 weeks and 1 day mark of the onset of constant pain.    SURGERY DAY!!    I got to say good-bye to my gallbladder and all the pain.

Maybe NOW my life can get back to normal.. BUT I am not sure what normal is…..

 

 

What You Say


I believe in the power of the Universe. Yes, I believe God is over that power.  I believe what you reap is what you sow, what you say is what you get. I believe in Karma. Good and bad karma. What you put out, you get back. I believe in being positive, doesn’t mean I always am ;). I believe in the Law of Attraction.

Today at the grocery store I was having a minor issue with my order and we needed the manager’s help. I had my 9 year old son with me. He was being very well behaved and patient and ended up deserving the treat that was in the grocery bag waiting for him. A single serve cup of caramel ice cream.

The cashier offered my son 2 “buddy bucks”. They are fake dollars for a machine that spits out stickers with points on them. Save the points to “buy” stuff from the prize magazine.  You can also win an “Instant Prize” sticker. Take that sticker to the customer service and you get a prize.

As I gave permission for my son to go play the game with his buddy bucks I told him he was an instant winner. I can see him at all times while I am talking to the manager. Towards the end of my conversation with the manager he comes back with the buddy bucks in his hands. I asked him what was wrong and he told me the machine was not turned on.  aww :(

I finish the conversation with the manager and we find a solution together. I get my son and start to head out and he shows me what he found on the ground as I was finishing the conversation. An INSTANT WINNER STICKER!  Just laying on the ground.   I told him,”SEE I told you that you were an instant winner.”  He said,”But it didn’t come out of the machine.” I told him,” Doesn’t matter does it.. you still got an “instant winner” sticker.”  (there were no other kids around that could have dropped it either).   

I take him to customer service and he turns in his sticker for a prize. The prize was a cereal spoon.  I know… a SPOON for a prize?  As we are Tick fans we both take turns holding the spoon up in the air saying,” SPOOOOON.”   (sorry if you don’t get it, and yes.. I am THAT mom that will enjoy my kids and abandon any sense of dignity in public to make them laugh and smile.)

We get to the van, load our few groceries and my son is very ready for his well deserved treat.  He opens his single service ice cream that I told him would contain a spoon for eating, only to discover there was no spoon under the lid..

:) Instant winner of a spoon he was to need moments later….

SPOOOOON!!!!

A Moment in Time May 2, 2014


A picture with no words from my week.

You can see more pictures here:   A Moment in Time Picture Album

A Moment in Time is a ritual adopted from Life – Inspired by the Wee Man. Check out her blog…it is beautiful, and if you are moved to, please leave a link to your Moment in the comment box below.

It Is DONE! YAY!!!


I can’t express how happy I am that the holidays are over and done with.  Oh, I enjoy the music, the decorating that others do, the looks on the kids faces when I get a present right.

I do not like the stress of any of it. The stress of making gifts (this year my machine died before most of them could even  be made), hoping to afford to buy gifts, the menu planning (and hoping there is money for that too), the wrapping of the presents, and the increase of people out and about too.

I am really beginning to think Christmas is overrated.  Not the recognizing that Jesus was born part (the census was called in August, therefore we are a few months late in this celebration, but the topic of pagan practices by Christians is another topic all together), but the materialistic part of it.  We use this time of year to emphasize peace, love, and good will to all men.  Why should that just be once a year?

On one hand we teach the kids to help those that we can, and on the other hand we ask them to tell a fat stalker what they want for being good.  I think this is a conflicting lesson.

The kids didn’t get everything they wanted (a good lesson, but I hate giving it).  The kids did appreciate what they did get.  We enjoyed a day hanging out, watching movies, snacking and playing games.  All with LIMITED conflicts!!   THAT in itself is an amazing Christmas gift to me. 

Now that this season is done with I start bargain hunting for next years season of gift giving and mixed lessons.

Merry Christmas to all!