not there yet

I'm finding that I am not a patient person when it comes to waiting. Not waiting in line, or waiting for the water to boil, but waiting for answers. Waiting for opportunities. Waiting for the change that we've been anticipating over such a stretch of time. Today brought an answer that is going to bring forth more waiting. The answer was not one that was expected or well liked. Honestly, I did not appreciate the answer one bit. But that is something that I, personally, need to weed through. So we wait. Again. Different roads are coming up and we wait to see which will be traversed. I am not handling this well and really prefer to just ignore it, but it's right in my face day in and day out, so it can not be brushed under the rug. I hope on the other side I can look back and say that I learned from this waiting period. That I grew. That I did not become bitter or harbor ill thoughts. I hope the same for my husband. That when we do reach a pit stop, receive an answer, come to the oasis in the trying desert journey, that we will be able to look across from where we journeyed and see how we were given enough water along the way to make it one more day. And realize that the wait was absolutely worth it.

flying by

Another week has flown by without really realizing it.
This weekend is filled up with Sunday being resting day.
Today is soup/salad pot luck at work in which I have 30 minutes to make two white chocolate double mint chip pie's for Ed's birthday treat.
Tonight's event is a post Christmas music party for all people on the music teams at church.
Tomorrow is Ed's b-day filled with surprises, and in case he reads this post, I won't be spilling the beans about what is going to be happening. Though he knows something is up as I bought plastic forks.
Tomorrow is also my eldest niece's birthday. She will be turning 17. She was born when I was 15. It still blows my mind how fast time goes. How often I find myself pinning for the days when both kids are in school. Then realize that some day I'll be wishing for the battles I am facing today with my kids. How, when looking back, life was a lot easier. How the saying, "hindsight is 20/20" always seems to be true.

So happy weekend to all. Enjoy each moment of life that you breathe.

a smidge too close

Today has been one of those busy days where everything seems to pile on top of each other when nothing was really planned to begin with.

8:30-11:30 work. Typical Monday.
11:30-12:15 lunch, helping child get dressed, school. This is the time of day where I am thankful our son can get dressed by himself. Though I'm sure it's to the point where the teacher wonders if he has any other clothes besides the three outfits that he continually wears. At least they're clean.
12:25-4:12 grocery shopping with the little miss. Quite the helper she was today.
4:12 and 30 seconds. Son off bus. Today was a day I was thankful there was not one cop on Spaulding. Going 60 down a hilly street does funny things to ones stomach. Maybe that's why the speed limit is 35. I gave myself enough time at Meijer to check out. At least I thought it was enough time. I did not have a lot of items, but the cashier would scan one item and look at all the rest to see if there was something way at the end he could put in a bag. As anal as I am, I do put all boxed goods together, canned goods, produce, chips/bread last as to not get smushed. It took a total of 10 minutes to check out. With the 40 or so items I had, it took him between 20 and 30 seconds to scan each. So I was flying out of the store at 4:05 and still had to buckle little miss in and load the groceries. It took me 3 minutes to get home. Would've been shorter if I didn't get behind someone actually doing the speed limit. It was way to close of a call. Way too close.
4:15-4:30 putting groceries away.
4:30-5:00 work and catch up with Ed.
5:00-5:30 piano lesson with son.
5:30-7:30 make dinner, Ed home, jammies.
7:30-now read books and sing songs, bed.

New arrival

Ed received an instant message from me saying, "oh boy. oh boy. oh boy!!!!!"
My pots and pans came today and that's exactly what he guessed. In my head I was singing "ahhhhh" like when a bright light shines upon someone on tv. The chorus of voices announcing something glorious. Yes. That's what the sound was when I was opening the box.
Jenna said I was allowed to rub my hands all over them. I would have done that too if they weren't so cold! I had to sit on my hands after taking the pots/pans out of the box.
The chicken will be the first victim. Mwaaaahhh haaa haaa (rubbing hands together).
Who knew transitioning from angelic voices to villian laughter in a matter of seconds could happen so quickly!!

a reminder to myself

I forget how addicting Ebay can be. Those last few seconds before the bidding has ended. The exhilaration of trying to win and the let down when you were beaten by 50 cents. I've been watching and bidding on different sets of pots and pans and have to keep reminding myself not to get out of control. I told Ed last night that I just want to keep bidding and bidding so I actually win, to beat everyone else, but then remember, "oh yeah....I really do have to pay if I win". That it's not just a game to be played.

So, off I go. Back to watch the pots and pans and keep my index finger under control so as not to hit the Confirm Bid button one to many times.

shrinking food supply

It amazes me how one person can eat so much. Two bowls of oatmeal in the morning. Fruit, crackers, cheese, sandwich at lunch. Today's lunch was grilled cheese with yogurt and a sandwich and a half was consumed. Dinner usually consits of two helpings. In between each meal is one snack. When the plate is empty, I hear, "Are you going to eat that? Are you done? Can I have what ever you don't eat? Are you done yet? Can I have that?" Eating all day could very well be happening if I didn't set limits.

The 1st question in the morning, "Mom, what are we having for dinner tonight?"
Pants are getting shorter. Shirt sleeves are shrinking. Major growing is going on.

I told Ed today, I can't imagine what it's going to be like when he's a teenager and goes through a growth spurt. Let alone when he turns 6. Ed's reply, "I'll need to go donate plasma just to feed him."

Questions for the day

Does taking down Christmas lights outside count for exercise (up and down the ladder, climbing the tree, walking around the tree so many times you start to get dizzy)?

When a gift is bought for someone with a plethera of other items and a 15% discount is applied to the total bill, when the one gift is returned, should it be allowed for the store to apply the 15% discount to that one gift?

*The above question has been answered and I do understand, now that my ever patient husband explained it to me with visuals (if I can't picture it, there's a slim chance I'll grasp it). In my head it made sense of how I was thinking it wasn't correct for the store to do, but alas, I was in error.

Is it normal for it to be 50 degrees out in January in Michigan? Not that I'm complaining....

What's the best type of pots/pans out there without spending an exorbitant amount of money?

lost appetite

I have quite easily forgotten how much blood one tiny tooth popping out can produce.

I was reminded of this last night during dinner time eating pizza's no less.

It was the hit of the evening. Especially amongst the boys.