Friday, December 19, 2008
Taking a deep breath
So, tonight I have taken a deep breath and tried to just relax. I forget how much I enjoy my life. I get caught up in the hussle and bussle and I haven't stop to look (REALLY LOOK) at my man. I did tonight, My beautiful MAN. What an amazing person, best friend, husband and father. THANK YOU LORD. My Angel Kissed babies, how wonderful they are. THANK YOU LORD. So, to everyone, take a deep breath and just look. Don't think about what's wrong, don't think about buying that last minute gift, don't think about everything you have to cook, don't think about all the bills you have to pay and all the money you don't have to pay them with, don't think about the places you have to go.....JUST LOOK AT THE AMAZING BLESSINGS YOU HAVE and let your heart say, THANK YOU LORD!
Wednesday, December 17, 2008
Crappy Day
WORK, WORK, WORK, WORK come home for a few hours, get the kids to school, WORK, WORK, WORK, WORK, WORK. I'm the only one that works in the office with 2 attorneys. I really enjoy the work I do but I'm beginning to think that maybe I am in over my head. Should I ask for help??? NO, I HAVE TO DO THIS MYSELF. I really should ask for help, NO, I CAN'T, I HAVE TO DO THIS MYSELF. I think maybe it's the control freak in me. Plus if I ask for help I'm afraid it would mess with my pay, as my husband's over time has been cut out (1200) a month, we can't handle anymore pay cuts. What to do? What to do? Suck it up work everynight till 7 and just deal with it. Thanks for helping me work that out.
Tuesday, December 16, 2008
The stuff in my head
My oldest son (11) started band this year. He is playing the Sax. Just in case you are wondering, this is the most expensive instrument in the band $2700.00 yes I did put all those zeros in on purpose. Tonight was his first band concert. He was scared to death. But he di d an amazing job and that MOMMY PRIDE was glowing.
My youngest son (7) is extremely noise sensitive. He screams and crys when you mention the movie theatre or ANYTHING band related (we found out the hard way when we took him for his brothers band sign ups and the high school band did a little playing). What to do with the baby??? My brother usually keeps him but he wanted to go to the band concert. My Mom was working and we really don't have anymore family here. AGAIN, what to do with the baby?
-Sidetrack for just a moment. I am not a big truster. I don't have very many people that I let in to ME. I have my friend MJ who's been with me for 19 years and my husband who has been with me for 22 years. That's about it until..... about a year ago, I started working for a company (left my job of 18 years where I worked with MJ) and had already decided I was not going to get close to anyone there because for the most part in my mind, no one was real and no one actually cared. It took me about a month then I started to realize that these people acted liked they cared and I was very confused as to the realness to it. I did learn over time that they acutally cared for me and as time went on I grew to really truly LOVE these people - The Boss, his wife KC, his aunt Beboo and another lady that worked there Bob(I acutally surprised myself). Due to the economy, the business closed and I feared this love and trust was short lived. I thought that they as everyone before them would just leave. SURPRISE, they didn't. I can say that these people have replaced a very sad emptiness in my heart with TRUST, LOVE and COMPASSION. It's funny I have only known them for a year yet the closeness I feel with them seems like it has just always been there. I will return to my other story. (Stay with me, I promise to tie all this together)
What to do with the Baby? I called Beboo and told her my delima, she said she would be happy to keep the baby while we went to the band concert. So, we took the baby over there and he was really excited. Bob was there and so was her son. IT WAS GREAT. I can honestly say that I never worried about him once. I enjoyed my oldest sons 1st band concert and when we went to pick the baby up, he didn't want to leave. THANK YOU LORD FOR BRINGING THESE AMAZING PEOPLE INTO MY LIFE. THANK YOU FOR ALLOWING ME TO OPEN MY HEART TO THEM. THANK YOU FOR LETTING THEM BE THE SUPERGLUE I NEEDED TO FIX MY BROKEN HEART. THANK YOU FOR THE WONDERFUL TEST RESULTS THAT KC WILL GET ON TUESDAY.
In referance to the above prayer for KC. This amazing Friend, Mom, Wife, Sister, Daughter, Aunt ect... she has found a lump in one of her breasts, she will be visiting the boob smasher machine on Tuesday, please send your love and healing thoughts and prayers her way.
My youngest son (7) is extremely noise sensitive. He screams and crys when you mention the movie theatre or ANYTHING band related (we found out the hard way when we took him for his brothers band sign ups and the high school band did a little playing). What to do with the baby??? My brother usually keeps him but he wanted to go to the band concert. My Mom was working and we really don't have anymore family here. AGAIN, what to do with the baby?
-Sidetrack for just a moment. I am not a big truster. I don't have very many people that I let in to ME. I have my friend MJ who's been with me for 19 years and my husband who has been with me for 22 years. That's about it until..... about a year ago, I started working for a company (left my job of 18 years where I worked with MJ) and had already decided I was not going to get close to anyone there because for the most part in my mind, no one was real and no one actually cared. It took me about a month then I started to realize that these people acted liked they cared and I was very confused as to the realness to it. I did learn over time that they acutally cared for me and as time went on I grew to really truly LOVE these people - The Boss, his wife KC, his aunt Beboo and another lady that worked there Bob(I acutally surprised myself). Due to the economy, the business closed and I feared this love and trust was short lived. I thought that they as everyone before them would just leave. SURPRISE, they didn't. I can say that these people have replaced a very sad emptiness in my heart with TRUST, LOVE and COMPASSION. It's funny I have only known them for a year yet the closeness I feel with them seems like it has just always been there. I will return to my other story. (Stay with me, I promise to tie all this together)
What to do with the Baby? I called Beboo and told her my delima, she said she would be happy to keep the baby while we went to the band concert. So, we took the baby over there and he was really excited. Bob was there and so was her son. IT WAS GREAT. I can honestly say that I never worried about him once. I enjoyed my oldest sons 1st band concert and when we went to pick the baby up, he didn't want to leave. THANK YOU LORD FOR BRINGING THESE AMAZING PEOPLE INTO MY LIFE. THANK YOU FOR ALLOWING ME TO OPEN MY HEART TO THEM. THANK YOU FOR LETTING THEM BE THE SUPERGLUE I NEEDED TO FIX MY BROKEN HEART. THANK YOU FOR THE WONDERFUL TEST RESULTS THAT KC WILL GET ON TUESDAY.
In referance to the above prayer for KC. This amazing Friend, Mom, Wife, Sister, Daughter, Aunt ect... she has found a lump in one of her breasts, she will be visiting the boob smasher machine on Tuesday, please send your love and healing thoughts and prayers her way.
Sunday, December 14, 2008
Christmas Spirit - Give me strength
So yesterday we picked out our Christmas tree and the hubby and I went to see Santa to make sure the boys got just the perfect gifts. WE SPENT WAY TOO MUCH MONEY! Today the tree has been put up, the lights are on it and it is half decorated. The boys got tired of decorating the tree. The hubby has been busy getting out the holiday nick nacks and placing them around the house. HE loves Christmas, he gets all chipper, and jolly. Wish I could do that. I use to but.....now I feel like it's just a rat race to get this and get that and run here and run there. I'm tired, let me be perfectly honest, I'm just tired. My oldest boy is 11 and he doesn't believe anymore (WHAT A BUMMER). He's always making little comments in front of the baby (my baby is 7). I give him the evil eye and he just grins. WHAT TO DO? His little smart mouth has just about taken its tole on me. Tootles for now.
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