I had to pick up MiMi early from school because she was screaming and crying about her ear hurting. Turns out she has an ear infection. While at the doctor's office, they took one look at Jack and said he needed to be tested for the flu, because he had "that look." It was negative, thank goodness, but he still looks like he feels terrible. Anyway when J got home I went to get medicine and spent about an hour alone. My headache finally went away and now I'm off to a hot bath and bed. After I figure out why Jack's nose keeps bleeding. I guess it just never ends.
I am not one to buy People Magazine but their style edition caught my eye today and I thought, "What the heck." Inside I found a pic of Cameron Diaz, nothing special about it really, but I have been inspired. She has on this simple little sweater/poncho and I am going to attempt to make one. I have made several ponchos and shrugs on my own but this will be my first real attempt at making my own sweater with no pattern. Wish me luck. I'll keep you posted.
Not that anyone would know, but the time stamp on by posts has been off and driving me crazy. So being the computer savy gal that I am, I have fixed the problem all by myself. Yeah Me! Yes that is correct it is 11:00 what am I thinking? I should go to bed early when the choking bear is out of town. (Sorry honey, I'll make it up to you)
Okay, I consider myself fairly fashion forward. I may not dress the part, but I generally at least know what the hip things are. So, today on Martha Stewart Robert Rodriduez had some of his fall pieces and I just don't get them. Ruffles just aren't my thing. They were all organic fabrics, which the bohemian in me loves, but aside from 1, maybe two outfits, I'll pass.
New topic - school ending at 2:00 is generally inconvenient. Not that I'm super busy, but 2:30 would make a big difference.
Last thing - dogs can be so disgusting. Sampson got out of the kitchen earlier and of course went straight for the litter box and cat food. Cat food, not so bad, but cat poop, bad. Remember food good-poop bad
Okay let me start by saying I am a hard fast Republican. I love my President, I love my country, and I thank God daily for the protection (of my life and freedoms) that are fought for each day. That being said, I feel there is a lot about our country to be proud of and thankful for. My cousin is teaching in China, where their freedoms are decided on by their government. They are told what to study, what job to have, etc. and these things are what determine their worth. They are overwhelmed by the fact that Jenny likes them for who they are, not their position in society. I am proud that my country fights for everyone to get to believe what they want to believe. I live in a place where I have worth because I am a child of God. My freedom to believe this is one of the reasons this country was founded. Anyway, I really don't know what to say, just something on my mind.
Please pray for my sister and her husband. He leaves for Afghanistan in a couple of weeks and she's nervous, to say the least.
And I don't seem to have enough flair. Well with no school today we got a glimpse of what summer will be like and it ain't pretty. We will have plenty of activities on the schedule. Actually, the kiddos were pretty good, just a little stir crazy by lunch time. Jman left today, but fortunately it was late enough that the kids saw him this morning. O followed him around all morning. It was really cute. Gotta go.
What more can I say. Actually, Happy Valentine's Day to all you lover's out there. I hope you have a wonderful evening. Jman comes home tomorrow and we have another whirlwind weekend planned. Crazy. Do bears bear? Do bees bee?
O had his first birthday over the last weekend. It amazes me to think it's been a year already. I can't remember what it was like without him here. Let's see.... sleep all night, able to shower anytime, leaving all kids at grandparents and going to Vegas. Oh those were the days. Just kidding. I wouldn't change a thing. (well maybe the sleep all night) We had a great party with Grandparents - may parents Goddess and Dad, Jman's parents Big Honey Mamma and Ol Dad. My sister's Aunt J and Aunt Ashley and Jman's brother Uncle Brien. So here are some pictures.
So, I'm looking at a JCrew email I received about their "final sale" and I'm thinking, since when did JCrew become a high end retailer. I mean come on. They have always carried nicer things that were not cheap by any means, but a pair of ballet flats for $225. They're JCrew for crying out loud - not Manolo or Jimmy Choo. (I do realize this would be a great price on those) Anyway, just another rant. The kids are in bed and Jman's gone, so what else am I going to do, laundry. HA!
Hope everyone has a great and wonderfully romantic Valentine's Day.
New subject - My sister is in her labor and delivery rotation at nursing school and told me an incredibly heart breaking story today so I would remember just how truly blessed we are to have our babies. So be sure to tell your's you love them and thank God tonight (and every night) for your little miracles.
I know two posts in one night. I promise this is no precedent.
The other night there was a story on the news about a fire in Russia. It was an apartment building and a family on the third floor was trapped. They showed a picture of the couple throwing their 3 year old out the window to some people below, but of course you can't see the people in the picture. Jack said something about it, btu I didn't really pay much attention because I was trying to get them to bed. So, Mimi comes in the living room and asys Jack is crying. I go to check on him and he is worried about the baby that was thrown out the windo. (My heart breaks) He was also worried about how I will get O when we move to a two-story house, if we have a fire. I explained that the news story said the baby was okay and so were it's parents, and how they weren't being mean to the baby, they were trying to make sure it was safe, even if they were not. He seemed to be calmed by my answer, but who knows. I'm not really what you call wise by any means. I also told him the first thing we will buy for the new house is a ladder for each upstairs bedroom and a way to get to O's room. He can be such a tough kid and is growing up so fast, I forget sometimes he really is still a baby in so many ways. (none of which are bad) Anyway, that's my little boy with the big heart.
Second entry. I really should be reading a bedtime story right now, but I've been side tracked. I'm sure I will feel this late night in the morning. So the picture is of the Rio Frio. My heaven on earth. Whenever I feel overwhelmed, I just imagine sitting at the edge of the water, soaking in the wonder of my God. It is just so peaceful there. It always takes me back to not necessarily simpler times, just different ones. I feel like I'm a Church camp during Hug-A-Tree time. The time in the morning where you went off alone and read, prayed or just sat still. I don't really sit still much any more and at times I miss it. And when we're at the river it is busy, there just seems like more opportunity for stillness. I don't know. The title comes from a song by Pat Green. I don't know exactly why, but I love that song.
Do you not know? Have you not heard? The Lord is the everlasting God, the Creator of the ends of the earth. He will not grow tired or weary, and his understanding no one can fathom. He gives strength to the weary and increases the power of the weak. Even youths grow tired and weary, and young men stumble and fall; but those who hope in the Lord will renew their strength. They will soar on wings like eagles; they will run and not grow weary, they will walk and not be faint.