Being Me…

and discovering that that is quite the roller coaster ride. Wanna come along?

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The family that sneezes together

Well, as expected, I’ve recovered, and now my spouse is sick.  Sigh.  I swear that that’s the only way you recover from these things: giving it to someone else.  Ah well.  In a huggy family, you have to expect these things to make the rounds.  All I can say is that I hope we’re done for a while now.  I’d like to enjoy a weekend thankyouverymuch.

I shouldn’t say that, really.  I did enjoy this past weekend despite being sick and despite not getting to do what I had planned.  It was restful, it was peaceful, and we had family time.  Overall, that’s what counts.  Now to get the rest of the family over this…and tackle the family projects…lol, maybe that list is really what’s got my husband sick (and tired…). 🙂

I’m just grateful to be on the mend, for sunny days again, and for my job (however long it lasts).  I’m grateful for the love and support of my family, and for friends near and far.  I’m grateful for the good in our lives – including two neighborhood boys who came to me for help in rescuing a bird that was injured.  Apparently, the bird is now in the hands of a bird shelter nearby and is recovering.  I got the bird in the box, and the two boys and their family took the bird to the shelter.

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Memorial Day Weekend — 2013 Edition

Well, I am clearly not having the weekend that I had originally planned, or I wouldn’t be typing this; I’d be lounging about in Richmond with my friends.  But, that just means that I need to make some adjustments – both for being sick and for the change in plans.  I’m flexible; I can do that!

Some thoughts for what I might do today, depending on how things work out:

  1. Read – The Alchemist?
  2. Write – goals for June, Father’s Day ideas, June sites to post
  3. Shop – pillows, clothes for kids?, treat for me?
  4. Walk – botanical garden? aquarium? park?
  5. Treat myself – Starbucks, dinner, snack, something (book?)

Other things that I should do this weekend:

  • Clean the bathrooms
  • Vacuum
  • Clean out the toys and stuffed animals and donate or pack up
  • Sweep and mop

Fun ideas:

  • Family outing to restaurant (need to do to expose Sophie to restaurants more)
  • Go to park with kids
  • “Special Saturday night party” with Alex – popcorn, games, and TV show together

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Having children is like having a bowling alley installed in your brain

Having children is like having a bowling alley installed in your brain.

Martin Mull


Ah yes.  I think it is truly sinking in…parenthood.  A LOT of people gave me advice before I got pregnant.  A LOT of people gave me advice while I WAS pregnant.  Some was good, some perhaps not so much.  None of it really helps in our current situation.  Our dear, darling daughter found yet ANOTHER way to climb her furniture.  Mind you, we’ve already taken out bookcases, a toy chest, and any container whatsoever.  She has two wardrobes (turned toward the window until we can put locks on them so that she cannot open and climb them) and a dresser (also turned toward the window so she cannot climb it).  Mostly they are in her room to block her window – she was performing amazing gymnastic feats in the window and tearing the curtains, curtain rod, and blinds down before we became party poopers.

Today she found a way to climb the dresser/wardrobes while they faced the window.  She was found luxuriating across the top, dangling one foot off the side, roughly three and a half feet off of the floor.  (Insert frustrated parental screech here.).  We have now removed the decorative trim off of the sides of the dresser, hoping that that solves the problem long enough for us to get the wardrobes fixed and turned around.  If she finds another way up, I have no earthly idea what we’ll do.  This was NOT in the advice given before I had children, thankyouverymuch, and the previous sources have dried up, I’m afraid. (Go figure.  Most people don’t have children that literally climb the walls, the furniture, the bookshelves like cats.)

Sigh.  I hope that my creativity grows with hers…