Spare Time?!?!???

My spare time seems to be limited these days. Do I remember what that is? I have too many things to get done, and don't want to. I have made time to get ready for my niece's baby shower. These are the invitations I am working on. Scott says I'm cray to be doing these, but I have been wanting to make them for awhile. I bought premade card and envelopes to make the job easier. I did emboss the circle paper myself, but it is worth it. I think they are too cute. I also love the foot print stamp. I also have been making a quilt, working on some word book for my sis and am starting to sew some hooter hiders.

What I have learned in the last week

-I can live without DP and it does get easier (I don't think about it every second)
-Noah would rather me drink caffeine,, I am nicer
-I am glad I have never been addicted to anything stronger then DP
-It hurts to start working out again, why do I stop
-I have no brain, mind or anything going on upstairs (not really new, just re confirmed)
-Why do I keep adding things to my life to make myself more crazy, I don't need the help
-I am exhausted today

Not myself

Well I have been extra lazy and just not myself this week. It is not after holiday blues. I have all these grand plans of deep cleaning my house, getting better organized, finish painting and the list goes on and on. Instead I do what HAS to be done and am happy with that. The reason why is Monday I said farewell, for now, to my beloved Dr. Pepper. I had tried quiting a few months back and made it almost 4 days and said forget it. I am on day five today and am doing slightly better this time. I have only had one migraine and one constant headache. On Tuesday Mikael was over, the night of my migraine, and I was trying to convince her to have a DP with me. We laughed and talked about the serious problem I have, I know I do that is why I am giving the best drink ever up. We love the show intervention and talked about getting me help and went through the "intervention" part of the show. It was great to hear Mooches reasoning as to why DP has effected her and my life in a negative way. I haven't said much to anyone about quiting, because my track record is not so great, but today I feel recommitted. Eventually it will be a special treat now and then, but not for awhile. All I have to say is I better loose some weight giving up pop, and hopefully soon I will be over the headaches and back to working on all my grand ideas (and getting burnt out a day or two into to it). And that is why I am not myself lately.

Christmas

It was a great Christmas this year. I would be posting pictures, but that will have to come later. Our computer got a virus and it killed the poor thing. I was able to get all that I know I cared about off of it, so I'm good there. We thought it also ruined Harley's new ipod touch, thank goodness it didn't. We went to Best Buy and they reset it and fixed it for us. I decided to look at the computers, I was hating mine at the moment. It has been a great computer for the past 6 years, but I am done with it to tell you the truth. I found several I like and ended up buying one I love (thank you Nanny and Papa). So I am slowly trying to get my stuff transferred from my old computer that I saved, but I have to relearn how to work on the computer. This runs a newer version of windows, and let me tell you it is different. I am getting there and hopefully I soon will have pics to put up ab out our Christmas. But if not, it was one of the best in my book.

What happens when you stay at Aunt Chelsey's

Logan decided it would be fun to play in the dog kennel. I decided to get a few pictures and make up a story about getting lock in the kennel. She really had a good time and invited the dogs to join her. The declined by running and hiding, a little rude I think. She was stuck for a moment as I snapped pictures, because I was in front of the door. I scared her for a second and then I moved. She started laughing and continued her fun. And That is how we get the rules of Aunt Chelsey's house.

At first your naughty and get put in the "CAGE"
















You quickly realize you lot in life, but hold out hope

Finally you are broken and contemplate being a good child.

Crazy week

This week has been one crazy, tiring week. I still have a million things left to do, but won't. I have helped my Mom clean twice this week, she has a big dinner Sunday. I've gotten Scott ready for the hunt, ran kids to their things, dealt with grumpy (post Thanksgiving) kids, grocery shopping, and every other little thing I can't think of. I need a weekend of nothingness. To bad my house needs a good cleaning and Christmas decorations up.

It's hard being a Mom

It's hard for me to watch as my kids grow up and face difficult things in their lives. I constantly am thankful that there is nothing out of the "norm" for us to deal with, but life is hard. It is hard to stand by and watch as other children, and especially friends, are hurtful to your child. I am working really hard to let them grow and become strong people, to let them stand on their own, to grow thick skin, and remember to do their best and not worry about what others think and just be happy with doing what they feel is right. I wish I could protect them and shelter them from it all, but what good would that do. I try to listen, sympathize and give advice when asked. I am grateful my kids come to me with their problems and are comfortable talking with me about things. I am blessed with sweet loving children, who sometimes have the horns holding up the halo. I just hope that I can be the Mom they need and deserve. I hope they know I love them and have their best outcome in mind. I sure love my kids. It makes me think of how hard it must be for Heavenly Father to watch us and not intervene on out behalf. Well being a parent isn't easy, but it is worth it.