Happy Today..

With all that is going on in the world today, I fear for my children and others more and more each day. Friday, I took my oldest to the eye doctor for a check-up and get new glasses. I called to tell my mom( who was at my house waiting for my other son to get home) that I was on my way home. She got silent and told me something that scared the living daylights out of me. There are two schools next to their's and someone called in a threat to the middle school. So, all three of the schools were locked down for several hours. I am a way not surprised, but I was terrified. I couldn't panic with my oldest in the car. As soon as got home, I found out that everything was ok. When Munchkin got home, I gave him a very big hug. He had the look of fear is his eyes. I told him no one will ever love him and his brother more than me. They went to Grandma's for the night and after that he seemed to be doing well.

Today, I got the best phone call today. My husband finally called me. It was like something was lifted off my shoulders. I did cry with relief because I worried about him so much. He sounded well and happy to to hear from me. We didn't get to talk long, but it was great to hear his voice. I did manage to get somethings done in the yard, but the entire time I had a smile on my face. Now, it's just time for me to rest. I am stilling not feeling well and I am tiring easily here lately. Darn sinuses!!!!!!!!!

Waiting...

My husband finally left for Iraq almost a week ago. Now all I can do is wait to hear from him. That is the most fustrating part right now. I check my e-mail three times a day, listen for the phone to ring in the middle of the night, and wait. I feel as I am a death row inmate waiting for the Governors last minute reprieve. I pace around the house while the boys are at school, so that they don't see how nervous I am. It is not the fact that he's gone, but where he went to. I would have been fine if he had gone to Spain or Germany, but to a place that has become Hell-on-Earth. That's what is worrying me the most. I fear that I will either get the knock on the door late one night telling me he has been killed or finding out he is in a hospital bed alone with me near him.


All I can do is wait......

Lost without a Compass

My husband is getting ready to go to Iraq. What am I suppose to feel. Sad? Scared? Worried? One or all of the above? I don't know yet. I am still having mix feelings about it all. I know he will be on a base, but there is still that danger waiting in the shadows, just wanting to show it's ugly face to reveal itself. I have nightmares everynight about what might happen. I barely sleep and I barely eat now. Afraid of what might!

His family was here visiting for a short while to see us and things were fine til everyone except his mom left. She and I get along, but she doesn't know where he is going. She thinks he is going to Germany to keep her calm for my sanity, but everyone else knows the truth. The entire time she was here I wanted to tell her the truth, but I couldn't. I promise my husband and I will never brake, but what if something happens to him? I will be doing some serious explaining to do. Even our children don't know. So they won't slip up and tell Grandma. Lies, everytime I lie I hear a naggy voice in my head shouting " LIER!!!!" I put on my headphones, turn up the volume on my cd player to drown it out, but it never goes away.

I hope and pray he comes home safe, so I don't have to reveal the truth in the worst way.

When Do I get to have a life?

I try to do everything I am suppose to do here at home, but it seems like I never get any free time lately.

I have have had to deal misbehaving kids and one of them missed a camping trip because he wouldn't listen to his teacher at all and stole some of friends snack at school. Sometimes I see this as a sign telling I'm not allowed to seek out my own freetime. I spend a good part of my day doing laundry, dishes, cleaning the kitchen, and the boys bathroom. By the time I can get on my Xbox to play it is almost time for them to come home. I get on after they complete their homework and my husband comes home and complains that he wants to get on it. I explain to him why I didn't get on at all and he says,"still, Why didn't you get on earlier?" Hello!!!!! The last time I let the chores go to hell he freakin' lost his mind. When is my break from life???



NEVER!!!!!!!!!!

Why me????

Sometimes I seem like a prude when it comes to my childrens' behavior, but some of the things they are learning are disgusting.

It all started with my oldest, when he learned from a friend at school how to flip his eyelids. He was 7 or 8 at the time. He came home and while he was doing homework, he called me in the kitchen,"Mommy want to see me do a trick." Next thing you know he had them flipped in know time. Ewww... Now it is my youngest turn to show me something he learned from a friend at school. When he got home yesterday, he throw his bookbag down and said, "Mom guess what Cory taught me." He proceded to to make farting sounds with his armpit. All I could do is shake my head. When my husband got home, I told he to ask Munchkin about his new trick. All he could do was laugh, shake his head, and say"That's my boy." Tonight, he actually taught himself how to make those noises with the back of his knees. Now he's a walking, talking instrument.

WHY ME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

My Crazy Week.....

This week has been a little on the crazy side. Monday and Tuesday I had to go out and try to find some jeans for the boys. Forget that. Knucklehead wears a slim size in jeans and they are next to impossible to find. Munchkin wears regular sizes, but even those are sometimes limited. Yesterday was the nuttiest of all. I took my dog in for her routine examination. Well, ever since she had surguries on both ears she hates going. Anyway, we got into the exam room and she started to go nuts. Scratching at the door, scratching at the doorknob, and anxious to get out of the room. The tech was very gentle with her to take her and get blood drawn. All of a sudden I heard a "whack". I couldn't figure out what it was. The girl brought her back and told Lizzie was so jumpy and in a rush, the dog ran into the door head first. You would think dogs were the smartest animals. Not mine. I got her home gave her her medicine and she nothing else to do with me at all. But when daddy got home she was all over him trying to get away from me. Makes me feel loved...

Now That School is in.......

....... I have gotten to a point where I am enjoying the peace and quiet. No more "Mom, he hit me" or " Mom, he took my game". Now I am able to get housework done in a timely manner and enjoy one of my two interests, reading. Over the summer i didn't get to enjoy reading with too many things going on at once. By the time the boys and my husband were in bed, I was too tired to read.

It seems silly to be all excited about reading a book, but it takes me far from my problems and I always enjoy learning things even as an adult. Today, I am waiting for my new shipment of books to come in and it feels like Xmas. I am expecting 2 books that have been on backorder for 4 months now. Yes, silly me, but everyone has an interest they like to enjoy and can't wait to jump in to it.

Idiot Drivers with Small Children

I am not going to say that everyone is perfect. I know I am not, but I'm getting tired of seeing some parents speeding down a road, swerving in and out of traffic with small kids either in the frontseat or in the back of the car. Don't some of these parents realize what kind of danger they are exposing their kids to. For example: I live out in NC were there are 2 lane roads, alot of curves, and deep enough ditches to flip a car on it's side or roof. I was on my way to the store and some"idiot" decided I was going to slow at a sharp curve ( i was going the speed limit) and went around me. As I watch this numbskull, he had a kid in front with around the age of 5 or 6. All I could think was " i hope there isn't a car coming the other way". Thankfully there wasn't. All of a sudden he hits his brakes at the stop sign. I began to shake my head and wonder what kind of moroan puts their child's life at risk.

I am not saying this to offend anyone, but there are some people that just don't use that melon two feet for their a@!.

Love the kids, but.......

It's the second day that school has been closed and it's only the first full week of school. I know I enjoy the times with our children, but I've had almost 2 months of summer with the boys and it's time for them to learn. I know we are getting a lot of rain from T.S.Ernesto, but I have had barely any time to breathe, let alone get any housework done with them home. I know, I'm whining, but that's my life....LOL Sad isn't it?

Football blunders

Tuesday, my husband got home before the boys did(which is unusual). He waited til the boys got and decided to throw around the football with them and one of their friends came over to play. So, they all were tossing the football around. Everything was going smoothly until... All of a sudden I heard somebody scream so loud, it was almost a howling sound. My youngest came in and his right eye was starting to bruise and then I noticed a bump to formon his forehead. It seems he was distracted when his dad throw the ball and when he turned around "THUD". Of course I did the best thing for it. I gave him a hug, a kiss, and a ice pack to reduce the swelling. After a while his was up and playing in the playroom with his brother and friend. I hate to say it, but I think the chances of becoming a NFL player is 0 to none or at least until he can learn to pay more attention. LOL

Today will be one of those days I wished I had a bottle of Valium and tranc-darts. School was closed today for rain. I got them up and ready for school this morning, but the I realized I didn't see any buses running. I changed the TV channel to the local school station and what do you know, school is closed due to flooding. Great! There goes my daily dose of peace and quiet. I love them, but gggrrrrrrrr................

Wooo is me

My youngest son just turned 9 on Sunday and the thought of having girls chase him has become a reality. Here's the story........


Friday was the first day of school for both my kids. When my youngest came home, he was wearing something on his finger. As I looked closer, it was a girl's ring with a butterfly on it. So, as any normal parent would do, I asked him were he got it from. " My friend let me wear it", he says. Now , when I was growing up that usually meant something more than a friend. All I could say to myself " this is the beginning of a LOOOOOOOONNNNNGGGGGGG journey I have dreaded since the day both my boys were born". Of course I made him return the ring, but I don't think this is the end of my nightmare