Naughty

I'm naughty. I admit it. I've played a very cruel joke and now my son is mad at me. I got a phone call from my husband today asking if I was pregnant, to which I emphatically assured him to the negative. He didn't quite believe me at first; maybe I am a better liar than previously thought.

Mark read my blog post from yesterday this afternoon and had become very excited about the prospect of having a baby brother or sister. He was mad at me when I explained my April Fool's joke. I had no idea that this was something that he desired in his life.

I'm naughty.

Excuse me, I need to sit down for this one.

Okay where to begin. You all know that I have been sick right? I had been feeling really run down and low energy prior, so I had to have my "levels" checked. I just got my results.

I have always said that I never wanted to have children spaced so far apart that the oldest ones are already moved out or close to moving out. It seems wierd to have siblings that have never lived together, but nonetheless are. Anyone know where I'm going with this? It's too hard for me to say it. I thought I had learned to "never say never", because that's just like asking for it.

How do you start completely over again? I don't have anything! Oh, and the rest of the story is how do I tell Lee? He thinks we're done!

My apologies

My apologies for the last post. I think I got a little too depressed and probably shouldn't have blogged at that particular moment in time. However, I want to thank those who left comments; your words of encouragement proved to be the elixir needed. I'm finally over being sick, I actually ate breakfast today!

It's funny how laughter can change everything, and yes, I'd rather laugh than mope.

Our neighborhood community is having a garage sale this upcoming weekend. Yes, I know it's conference weekend, but I'm only participating on Saturday. I'm hoping to have some success with selling some of our stuff as it will enhance the, "I want my sectional now" fund. I've already picked it out. So, here's hoping I make more money than it would cost to have lunch at Taco Bell.

Maybe if I bring the television out to the garage and have conference on, that could be a selling point?

No title.

I've been sick this last week. Being sick, I don't tend to see the positive in life very well. Fallout from my childhood, I suppose. I don't enjoy being sick or enjoy being around people who are sick.

I'm considering shutting down my blog. I'm not as clever as I thought I was and it's too hard for me not to want to vent here. I don't have little kids at home that do cute little kid things, so what to blog about?

Life was easier when my kids were little. I didn't think so then, but I do now. I love my kids. I just don't know how to love some of the decisions that they make. Heavenly Father must think I can handle a lot more than I can. I beg to differ here.

Too much of my life has been defined by loss and the deep yearning for what I have never had. I'm not talking about material things, just things that most people have and take for granted that they have it. And it makes me mad that for whatever reason, it has been withheld from me.

Things that make you go..........Hhmmmmmmmmmmmm

I have a few queries to pose to my general public. Have you ever been "un" friended on Facebook? If someone accepted your friend request and then a few weeks down the road unfriends you, what does that mean?

What is the best way to make a major life change? Like a bandaid, pulling one little hair off at a time, or right off?

Pitted olives have no pits, so why are they "pitted"?

There has been a lot of talk about domestic violence in light of the Chris Brown/Rihanna incident. Why, in your experience, do you think women go back to men like this?

I'd just like to know your thoughts. Thanks.

Progress

I think I'm making some progress in my vow to play more. The last two nights (after 10:30pm, mind you) I have stayed up late with Mark at my side as we have played games on Facebook. So, if you were to happen upon my wall, please know that I haven't a clue about anything Spongebob, Star Wars or Trek, Family Guy, or Harry Potter. That's all Mark! He is helping my overall score though. Me? I'm a little partial to the 80's song quizzes and Friends quizzes.

Today was my first real play day for Mark's spring break extravaganza. Up to this point I have been working like a maniac and cleaning carpet and in general, spring cleaning. The dust bunnies were multiplying as fast as the bunnies in the neighborhood, so I had to forge ahead with my abatement process. The vacuum cleaner has had quite a workout, not that I mind that. I LOVE to vacuum!

Anyway, back to the play. Mark and I got up this morning at the ripe early time of, oh, 9:30am. And that was only because Lee called and woke me up. Mark, I still had to wake up so that we could hit the JB's breakfast buffet before they closed up shop on that at 11:00am.

We then mosied over to the Big Lots and Dollar Tree to see what kind of deals they had. Spent a grand total of $12.00. We went home to let the dogs out for a bit, then Brittany joined us (it's her day off, and by the way, she LOVES her new job!). We went bowling, cruised the mall, visited my sectional, looked at cute puppies, and ate crap. It was fantastic!

Yes, I think I am making progress.

I miss you, Andrew.

So, it took me a bit of convincing to get Andrew out to our place for his father's birthday celebration. What with the long drive from Peoria and the fancy boot that he wears for his owie toe, I did finally do just that. I haven't seen him since New Years and his hair has turned a lot darker! It's turned a deep dark brown with some deep red highlights (wonder where he got those from?)

It's been a hard adjustment for me to let my older two grow up and out of our home. They are so fiercely independent. I have to remind myself that this is what I wanted for them, but at the same time missing the days when I could make everything all better.

I love you and miss you Andrew. And so does Riley.