Sunday, December 27, 2009
Christmas was a wonderful time with the exception we were a couple kids short. The boys went to the mom's for the holiday....:( We all had a great time!!! With all these kids you would think (or at least I would think) that there would be fighting over the newest toy...but NOPE no fighting. The kids all enjoyed the new toys and hats and things I made them. Of course them loving the stuff I made just tickled me to death!!!
Monday, December 21, 2009
Tuesday, November 17, 2009
The big meal is at my house this year and as excited I am to have everyone over and enjoy the day I am just as depressed about the shopping trip needed to make the day happen.
So please everyone wish me a speedy uneventful day at the grocery store....:)
Friday, October 30, 2009
I was not a great patient last night and did not take my shot like I should have...so had to do it this morning and that crap always makes me feel like shit!!
I was very kind to the children this morning.....I explained to them very early in the day that I have the patience of a rattlesnake today and that it would benefit them to stay clear. But, do you think this house of ankle biting, crumb snatching, money thieving monsters could accomplish that?
HELL NO!!!! They went to play in the bedrooms agreeing that they would play nice....RIGHT!! It was not 15 minutes and there were 4 boys in that bedroom acting like apes......so I was true to my word and the smoke started to shoot out of my ears.
Everyone of these boys had the nerve to look at me like I had just killed the dog!!!!! They were lucky that they were not gazing at their own limbs lying on the floor near them.
And then the oldest child acted like I was some sort of troll when I asked her to bring MY truck back home....now I did not ask this of her just as soon as she had left the house or anything. She and several others spent the night at the church to keep an eye on things...they housed 60 something people that were stranded in town cuz of the blizzard. And when I called her it was 10am....so she had the benefit of MY (yes I know I am being petty...but it is MY truck...I make the damn payments) truck all friggin night. Not that I have been able to drive MY truck in the last week. Yes that is right she has had the truck everyday in the last week. Now I am sure most of you are thinking why not just buy her a car of her very own. Well let me tell you why....she is 18 with a job and thought she was old enough to have a child of her own. So I am thinking she can find a way to buy her own damn ride.
The darling husband was kind enough to call me a few hours ago and tell me that he would be leaving work soon to make his way home and of course he is not here yet.....he did call back when he really left work...he got pulled into a meeting with the 1st Sgt...fun fun. During the 1st phone call he also dropped the bomb on me that he is leaving Friday....as in this Friday. Leaving as in deployed across the world. To a sandbox where most anyone even the natives have bulls eyes on their backs 24/7.
Now as I have said before I am not worried about him living through the fun game of keep away from the bomb. But I am really worried about the kids still being in 1 piece when he gets back. I am pretty sure if I kill them they will not let us continue to claim them on the taxes.
Now as I try to get kids to wind down for the night I am pumping myself up for a great day tomorrow. We have a football game for 2 of the boys, basketball practice for another and a Halloween gathering of roughly 16 kids at my house in the evening. I have got to start prepping myself now to be in a good mood or there may be witnesses to the abuse.
Thursday, October 29, 2009
In Vail.....No one may keep junk close to someone else....who defines what junk is? I mean Fred and Lamont Sanford think that there is treasure in some of that crap the rest of us toss out. And, my son brings home more crap than Fred ever took home!!!! I guess this could work in my favor as a mother....tie junk around my kids to keep the bullies away...lol
I have a good life!!!
How many people can say that? I doubt that the number is very high in relation to the population of just my small town. I really wish more people could feel as good about life as I do.
Tuesday, October 27, 2009
While I have been gone we have been busy with keeping kids for another foster parent for them to go away for a few days, school out due to snow, football all weekend and the general everyday hum drum.
Today has been a very productive day. I have cookies baked, laundry done, socks knitted and dinner was done by 3 (before the kids are home)
It is 42 degrees outside right now...the area I live in is under a winter storm advisory....there is still snow on the ground from last weeks storm and I am sitting on my couch right this very minute watching a neighbor across the road cutting the grass.....WHY!? Does she think that it was too high? Or is she just really upset with her husband and just working off the fumes? He is outside too...he is sweeping the driveway and she is pushing that lawn mower. A really strange sight outside my front window.
What do you think the reason is the neighbor is cutting grass today?
Wednesday, October 14, 2009
Not everyone will understand that freedom but I am certain that those of us with a chaotic house that never seems to sit still or be quiet will completely get it.
It seems that on Wednesday's the kids wake up on the wrong side of the bed with their inner green monster at the control center of the brain.
My 12 yr old daughter woke up in a worse mood than any stereotype of a women with bad PMS (I have actually asked to doc to do something about her moods...he says puberty hasn't come she is just naturally moody...aren't I the lucky mom?) and even though most all of the other kids have left she is still standing in the dining room bitching under her breath about something and of course she will not tell me what that something is. It must be me.....eehhh who cares
The 4 yr old boy woke up with a rocket stuck in is ass...and someone lit that sucker up!! He won't sit still or lower his voice to save his life...and honestly he may need help with saving him.
The 8, 9, and 12 yr old boys are fighting with each other because they each think they are in charge of the universe. And that the other 2 should do exactly what they say and how they say it. I have had them all stand in front of me this morning say "My name is......and I am not in charge". You would not believe how hard that statement is for the 9 and 12 yr old to say.
The 13 yr old boy is so tired that he is just not moving and is just pissed cuz he has not brushed his teeth yet. I have tried to explain if he brushes them then he has nothing to crab about but he won't get up....I think he just wants to crab.
The 15 yr old boy got up with lead in his ass and just cannot seem to get himself up and moving today.
The 18yr old daughter is still asleep...thank goodness....she does have college class this afternoon and work tonight...but that means she is home until the 4 yr old gets home form preschool and that means I have to close the door to pee.
What is your freedom?...the thing that you don't do when everyone else is home that just makes you feel joyous that you are home alone
Tuesday, October 13, 2009
I am thinking about making this a regular Tuesday thing...these old laws just cracked me up.
In Jonesboro Georgia It is illegal to say “Oh, Boy.
In Gainsville Georgia Chicken must be eaten with the hands.
In Columbus Georgia It is illegal to carry a chicken by it’s feet down Broadway on Sunday.
I am so glad that I moved from Georgia to Colorado because I break these laws on a regular basis. And just think of what I am teaching my kids...I mean we all carry chickens by the feet on Sunday down busy streets....it's our family bonding time!!
Monday, October 12, 2009
I am not freaking out about him going to war....he's been there twice before I am pretty sure he knows the drill and how to stay alive. My issues are way more selfish than worrying about him staying alive. I worry about when I want to just run to the store and get a pint of ice cream after the kids have gone to be who will be home with the kids.
The army could have done this a year and a half ago before I was used to living with him. For the 1st 2 years we were married he lived in VA and the kids and I in CO. I refused to uproot the kids that were ours and refused even more to put our foster kids "back in the system". So we got married on a Monday morning just before I put him on a plane to VA and he would come home every 5 or 6 weeks for about 4 days. Yes I know this was a looney set up but it worked for us. And when we got married we knew that with some stubbornness, luck and loads of paperwork we could get him moved back to CO on what is called a compassionate reassignment. I have MS and talked my doc into telling the army that I could not move to the east coast cuz of the heat and humidity. Now after jumping through all those stupid and totally useless hoops that the Army said we had to jump they are going to deploy him....GO FRIGGIN FIGURE!!!
My husband is so lucky to have a wife like me...(HA HA HA).....don't ya think?
Ok so giving this whole thing a go........
I owned an in-home daycare for many years and had been keeping this gorgeous dark haired handful of a little girl for a few months when her mom was picking her up on a Friday afternoon....and she (Cindy)asked me if my kids would be with their dad that weekend. My reply was "yeah that SOB has my kids again". And she went on with a story of an internet date coming and he had a friend that needed a date and wanted me to be that 4th wheel.
She asked me at just the right time...cuz normally I would have said no but this day for some odd reason I agreed to go out with 3 people I hardly knew. So after all the kids left I got myself ready to go out to dinner and dancing.....and drove to Cindy's house. Please remember she had never seen me outside of my daycare life. I walked in her house and she asked who I was. I had make-up on, my hair was fixed and had on a very short skirt. She was shocked to say the least that her daycare provider also had a wild side.
That night we did the usual date dinner and dancing. It was a fun evening and even though these 2 guys were not keepers they were gentlemen and made sure our drinks were always topped off. At the end of the evening we made our way to Waffle House...as that is tradition in the south. And, the fella I got stuck with just about got us jailed by his total disrespect for the police man sitting there having his breakfast. We left there in a bit of a rush just to shut this man up.
We made our way back to Cindy's and her date asked me why I was leaving....wasn't I gonna stay with Terry (my date). I gave that some thought and told them that if Terry could walk across the room to me that I would stay. I gambled right on that one.....Terry's reply to me was....."well it was nice to meet you, had a nice night, g-bye"
What a bullet I dodge that night and thank God that I had a lush for a date.....but through all of that a friendship was started that has been proof that sometimes we can choose our family.
Thanks Cindy for getting me out that crazy night!!
There are many more stories of our days as single women to come on the memoir mondays.
Saturday, October 10, 2009
Thanks Walt...for the way I spend most of my Saturdays!!!
The big question I have is why in the world does football need to be played outdoors in below freezing temps....this morning 3 of our boys had games the high while out there was 22 degrees......it was too freakin cold to even snow!!!!
What about football has men pushing the boys to be out there freezing to death? I saw countless boys playing with snot frozen to their upper lip....and sad to say almost as many grown men. The men are able to hide the frozen snot with a mustache and/or a beard....but if of them had a coffee or any sort of drink they had ice on the facial hair.....Why oh why? Do they think this look makes them more attractive to the female population? Yeah....NOT SO MUCH!!!
I was lucky enough to find a parking place next to the field so that the other kid and I could sit in the warmth and watch the game. That has it's down side as well though.....you sit in a car with a ADHD 4 yr old, a special needs 12 yr old girl (who really thinks she is Hannah Montana and that she make the earth revolve) and a 13 yr old special needs boy )who thinks there has to be football in life to continue to breath). Getting these 3 kids to get along long enough to watch 3 games is a bit of a challenge to say the least.
The boys did however win me the bragging rights to the finals......so I guess this means more games in the frigid temps....oh yay I am so excited......(not so much)......no really I am really proud of our little men.......
I do have to say thank God the hubby is not deployed yet...he at least should be home until football season is done....he is a great help with getting the boys to practice and stuff. And to the husbands praise he stood out there in the freezing cold with frozen snot throughout the games helping with the sideline markers or whatever they are called. What a great dad he is!!!
I really do think that somehow in his brain that standing out there with frozen snot makes him sexy. I hate to break it to him but football does not make him sexy no matter how much snot is involved......now when he does the dishes and the laundry I can hardly hold myself back.....I walk around the house thinking for things to fuss at kids about so I can put them to bed early.......(wink wink)
Wednesday, October 7, 2009
and the truth is I am so excited about the thought of snow that I am checking the weather not just the 10 day forecast but by the hour option on weather.com
With 8 kids that just means more laundry and of course the nasty shoes that will create a disgustingly muddy spot in my dining room....cuz I won't let the kids use the front...they have to use the back entrance....it makes me feel special like maybe I have a staff...................oh OK I am back from my wonderful dream of a household staff. The 2nd point of snow is.......if it snows as much as I would like school would be closed and I would be stuck with all these ankle-biting, crumb-snatching, money-thieving monsters that I claim as my very own children.
So what exactly does this say about me? Just how much therapy should I have? Or should I jut skip therapy and be institutionalized?
Tuesday, October 6, 2009
So after my morning snack...Biscotti was today's yummy.....I got to Taking Care of Business...as I horribly sang the tune to myself...it even made my ears hurt... I had gotten some shelves hung out in the shop and moved boxes from the garage/master bedroom out there and then the shredding began.
I have 4 Wal-mart bags of shredded material. That was just the old crap I had...I have not yet even considered the old crap the hubby might have on his side of the room.
About halfway through the mission of cleaning up and out I began to fizzle out a tad. The school called to say my 13yr was not feeling well and he needed to be picked up. I walked to the school and got my poor sick fella..and came home thinking that I have to force myself to get back to work....and the 1st box I decided to touch re energized me....It was just a box of yarn and I was consolidating all of my craft stuff...anyway in the bottom of the box there was THE EXTRA SET OF KEYS TO MY TRUCK!!!!!
So you may not really understand why I am so excited over this find....but I have to admit to all that those keys have been missing for about 2yrs. I know that is just nuts to have them missing and not search high and low to find them.....just please remember that I do have 8 kids and as long as I have "A" set of keys I am alrighty with that.
Along with finding my keys I have stumbled on some yarns I forgot that I had....so guess what I am about to start...... knitting until my boney fingers are all knobby and cramped so that they look like some sort of monsters hands.....maybe I can turn those ugly cramped hands into a Halloween costume.
I put my dinner in the oven on super low early this morning...so dinner is about done and now the onlly thing I have left I really want to get done is a batch of soap....so I am off to get in touch with my inner mad-scientist :)
Monday, October 5, 2009
My husband and I did have to put up a door with a lock on the boys closet door. Now in all fairness there are 4 boys sharing what use to be the master bedroom.....
the hubby and I moved into the garage little more than a year ago when I made a plea to social services to keep 2 brothers together...they only wanted me to take the younger. When I finally got my way (like I usually do) I have brought home more kids than I had room for....so that afternoon we moved into a garage.....
but back to the lock on the closet....these 4 boys just cannot seem to leave the clean clothes in the dresser or hanging in the closet....instead they prefer to have them shoved under the bed or trampled on as they play football in the bedroom. Which BTW they all know is against the rules....any game that requires throwing ANYTHING needs to be played outside. But we are talking about 4 boys from 4 yrs to 12 yrs.....so why should I really expect them to play football outside? Right?
So now that I have all the laundry caught up and even put away what will I do with my time? I think I am about to take on the task of sorting through old papers.....you know old bills, receipts, insurance crap and start shredding. Any of the few of you that read this should place bets on how many times I will have to dump the shredder can before I finish....I will tell you that the shredder is an average one bought from Wal-mart and the last time I went on a shredding frenzy the shredder overheated and I had to stop to let it cool off. Oh ! more thing I now have 2 small shredders so I plan on putting both of them to use.
Wish me a day of Happy Shredding!!!!
Friday, October 2, 2009
Wednesday, September 30, 2009
My husband recently got orders to deploy overseas and there are these FRG meetings that are set up for the spouses. Now I suppose that it is a good idea to have a support system and to know the channels that information will come from. But, I am one of those wives that feels like I can just read a pamphlet that would give me the info I need and move on. I think that an adult person should be able to read all the pertinent information and apply it as needed.
Are there other military families out there that have been through this and feel like with your own personal group of friends that you have the support you may need...without getting all chummy with the other spouses? Not that I have anything against those other spouses, but I have 8 kids and really don't have a ton of time left over in my days...not to mention you look for a sitter for 8 kids (4 have special needs). Is there a manual for those of us that are socially challenged?
Tuesday, September 29, 2009
Wednesday, September 23, 2009
I LOVE WINTER and all the food that comes with it. :)
Monday, September 21, 2009
This past weekend was the homecoming game for our football team. Homecoming in this little town means a parade and a game that consumes our entire day. Our youngest rode a float with his preschool, Nathan and Morgan rode the float for the recreation dept football team, Marq was in the parade part of the marching band. Brooke, our oldest, crowned the new homecoming queen. After all of the festivities that we attended there was a dance that Dylan went to. So of course we stayed up late waiting for the teen boy to get home.
As I worked on laundry to get caught up and got thins together for school on Monday, I thought "how great it will be the kids will be in school tomorrow and I don't have any appointments". Well that was certainly not the case!! Not 1 hour after school started I got the dreaded call...."Hi this is Jill, you need to come get Nathan he is coughing". So there went my day not having to make a meal for anyone. (I had planned on ice-cream for lunch) I picked up the boy that was not at all feeling sick and did NOT want to come home and began to knit. I did finish gloves, a scarf and a hat...and started on a 2nd set. So I guess my day was not all lost. Maybe tomorrow will be "MY DAY"
Is there anyone out there that works from home now and feels like they have never worked harder?
Tuesday, September 15, 2009
Monday, September 14, 2009
I really hope that folks will read this and either learn something or teach me something. I am much like any other busy mom....my house is never clean enough, the laundry is going to eat me in the middle of the night...or day...if the pile gets any larger, I never know what is for dinner and the homework get harder with every year I get older. But I always have something to smile about even if I am yelling about it right now there is a smile in there somewhere.
So smile with me!!!!