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Childhood Memories- ALL Posts-in-One

My Birth Story


The Bedroom

The Lighted Sign

The Shower

Cereal and Coffee




The Bus Ride

My New Dad

The Snowman



The Hitchhiker

The Rescue-or was it

Test Results

The Adoption

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….


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!

Thankful Thursday- Thursday Nov 14

One day before the weekend starts, most of the week is finished.  

SO, here is this weeks Thankful Thursday List:



Yes, that simple!   Growing up we are often told, “No, you don’t feel that way.”

NO ONE can tell you how you feel.. What you feel IS real. It might be from a misunderstanding, but it is still YOUR FEELINGS!!  No one may agree with you, but that doesn’t change the fact that is how you truly feel.

Don’t try to change how others may feel, instead try to understand WHY they feel that way.

Why The Scarlet Letter

In high school, a lifetime ago, I read a lot of those “required books”.  Often reading ahead and finishing the book before the rest of the class.  The Scarlet Letter  is of the few books I do remember reading and enjoying.  I do not claim to be all knowledgeable about all that is written, nor do I have perfect grammar, or spelling.  I am only a person that has had a love for reading and the written word as soon as I started reading well at the age of 8.

Yes, I typed 8 years old. I was told at the age of 5 years old that I would never read at all.  I showed them :p.

I was at the book store near the classics and a teenager with her mom walked past.  The teenage noticed the classics and said, “I don’t know why  The Scarlet Letter  is still read in school.  There are so many other books that are newer and better written books.”

I wanted to answer her right then and there, but did not.  Instead I will answer her question here.

WHY is The Scarlet Letter  still a good book to be read in school?  Because it teaches us many things.

1. HISTORY: What it was like in the day of the Puritans. How women were treated then. The fear they had of anything “evil”, or rather what they perceived to be evil.  Their way of punishments.

2. LOVE:  No one can tell you who to love, even when society perceives it as wrong.

3. PERSEVERANCE:  You take what is given you and keep fighting for yourself and those you love and move on.

4: WRONGFUL LAWS:  Don’t let stupid laws stand in the way of what is right. FIGHT for those laws to be changed.


It has been awhile since I have read The Scarlet Letter,  but I do plan to read it again very soon.

If you have anything else to add to the list of WHY this book should still be read in schools please add them in the comments section. I look forward to seeing the comments.


A Moment in Time: Hats

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.

Thankful Thursday November 7, 2013

One day before the weekend starts, most of the week is finished.  

SO, here is this weeks Thankful Thursday List:

Healthy children
Food to feed those children with
A growing business that keeps me busy
My theater family, I finally found where I belong!

Waiting is Over

The evening of the auditions we received no news. My darling 8 yr old son was so nervous he could hardly sleep. He finally laid down when I told me we would hear something the next day. He was a very sad little boy going to sleep that night.

The next morning I hear from the teen director that he wants both of my sons in his skit ( The Children’s Christmas Productions is put on by the teens in the community theater and each skit has its own director).

I hurriedly go tell my sons that they DO indeed have a part and they WILL be in the play!  The joy in the 8 yr old’s eyes was as if he had just been told he got the lead in a Broadway play.

I am SO very proud of both of them. This was my youngest son’s first time to audition and it really took all the courage he had to give it a go.

I can’t wait for December 17th.  My only daughter turns 11 and the Christmas production opens.  I am  one proud mamma!

Waiting is Hard

I am an active member of our local community theater.  I love everything, not just performing and being on stage.  I love getting the show ready, helping with the set, and of course making sure those costumes fit right.

It is an adrenaline rush to audition for play.  To watch others and know they are better then you. The HARDEST part is waiting to hear if I have part, and if so WHAT part.  Imagine an 8 year old little boy going through that emotion. 

 Tonight my 14yr old son and 8yr old son auditioned for the Christmas production.  I think they both did very well.  My 14yr old was just in a production of Much Ado About Nothing with me and he loved it.  He has been bit by the theater bug.  Tonight was my 8yr old son’s first time on stage.

On the way home he was crying. He is so nervous and worried.

I find it hard on me waiting to find out if I got part, but now I am finding it even harder to watch him wait and see.  Waiting to hear for HIM is so much harder for me then when I give it try.

They will never know what we parents go through until they have one (or more) of their own.  He needs to go to bed, but he can’t sleep.  :(

This waiting IS HARD on both of us.