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My favorite movie...
Ok, so deep down, I guess I am a romantic..
My favorite movie is... The Notebook.
30 Days Of Me - Day Two
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30 Days of Me Day One
I keep coming across these 'About Me' memes, so thought I would hook up viea Mommy To Three Monkeys blog post!
Day 1:
My favorite song is What Love Can Be by Kingdom Come. It's an oldie but still my favorite after all these years:
If you decide to play, too. Let me know. I’d love to know all these mundane things about you, too!
Day 1 – your favorite song
Day 2 – your favorite movie
Day 3 – your favorite television program
Day 4 – your favorite book
Day 5 – your favorite quote
Day 6 – 20 of my favorite things
Day 7 – a photo that makes you happy
Day 8 – a photo that makes you angry/sad
Day 9 – a photo you took
Day 10 – a photo taken over 10 years ago of you
Day 11 – a photo of you recently
Day 12 – something you are OCD about
Day 13 – a fictional book
Day 14 – a non-fictional book
Day 15 – your dream house
Day 16 – a song that makes you cry (or nearly)
Day 17 – an art piece (drawing, sculpture, painting, etc)
Day 18 – your wedding/future wedding/past wedding
Day 19 – a talent of yours
Day 20 – a hobby of yours
Day 21 – a recipe
Day 22 – a website
Day 23 – a youtube video
Day 24 – where I live
Day 25 – your day, in great detail
Day 26 – your week, in great detail
Day 27 – my worst habit
Day 28 – what’s in my handbag/purse
Day 29 – hopes,dreams, plans for the next 365 days
Day 30 – a dream for the future beyond the next year
Feel free to link up any or all of your 30 Day’s of Me posts here! I’m only going to keep this one, main linky for all of your posts. If you would like, feel free to grab the code and put the linky on your own blog (see the linky, it says “get the code”), then your readers can find all the fun posts, too. I can’t wait to read all about you!
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Help The Homeless And Others In Need!
Recently while blog hopping, I came across a blog owned by my new friend Lavonda. You can visit at:
http://writeforhim.blogspot.com/ .
Now, she had posted that she was involved with Warm Up America Foundation, making crocheted, knitted or quilted rectangles to be sewn together to make blankets for people in need. And she put out the call to action to join her in this endeavor. Needless to say, I have!
I learned to crochet as a child and have loved it ever since my mom showed me the basic single stitch. I always end up giving away what I make anyway, so this is another way to 'share the love'.
I would like to invite you all to check out Lavonda's Blog and read through her posts about Warm Up America and our group of crafters. If you would like to join us, please submit a comment while there, or while here and let us know!
Have a wonderful day!
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Today's Thoughts & Things
Outside my window… cold, overcast, thunder…I love it!
I am thinking… about how to fit in everything I need to do today.
I am thankful for… friends that stick with you, family that loves you and a cup of hot coffee
I am wearing… not dressed for my day yet, still in my warm jammies
I am remembering… ways in which God has come through for me.
I am going… to pick up Beth from work later.
I am currently reading… Outlive Your Life by Max Lucado
I am hoping… that my leg is feeling better by tomorrow!
On my mind… bills, work, family...
Noticing that… I haven't eaten yet today! I'm starving!
From the kitchen… coffee, tea, sub
Around the house… must clean my room today and finish up the laundry
One of my favorite things~ Listening to the rain when you have nowhere to go in it!
From my picture journal…
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Mom Blog Monday!
If you answered yes to any of those questions, then Link Up!
This blog hop is hosted by Sippy Cups and Cloth Bums, The Not-So-Secret Confessions of a First Time Mom , and Luxury Living Frugal Style!
Rules?
All we ask is that you follow Sippy Cups and Cloth Bums, The Not- So- Secret Confessions of a First Time Mom, and Luxury Living Frugal Style.We are the first three on the linky!Then follow spot #4 which is the featured blog! Be sure to leave us a comment so we can follow you back!
We would LOVE it if you'd grab our button and put it somewhere on your blog or in a blog post! This would help us spread the word. However, you aren't required to.
You can follow as many or as few blogs as you'd like.
Each week one lucky blogger that links up will be chosen to be the featured blog.
This week's Featured Blog is.....
Laura from Baby Bunkins
( #4!)
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Internet Connection Woes & Homework Issues
I've been having internet connection issues for the last few days. Seems it just wants to connect and disconnect every few minutes or so, which is very frustrating. Everything I want to do online is taking me forever... (Reminds me of my dial up days)
Anyway, I'll try to get this post up quick before I lose it again!
My 8 year old is having issues this year at school. He doesn't like to do his homework and will tell us he doesn't have any, leave it at school or hide it before I get home from work. His teacher is having fits and is not the easiest person to get along with either. I have learned from some of his friends that every day Chad is at the 'silent table' for lunch and can also be found sitting alone in the hallway doing his school-work. He has come home from school telling me that they are going to put him back in 2nd grade and that his teacher is mean, etc.
Now, I work all week. I do not get home until 6:30 at night and his school is like 40 miles away, so a face to face parent teacher conference is out of the question. So, I asked her to please email me his homework every day and to contact me if there are problems. I recieved one email saying he writes his homework down and that is good enough. And Chad came home saying his teacher was complaining, saying "Why should I have to email your MOTHER every day?". Well...... isn't that her JOB? I tried to explain to her that I cannot understand what he is supposed to be doing for homework from instructions like "definintions" or "writing". Do what with the definitions? What is he supposed to write about? "Math" .... uh... which math problems? But, she doesnt want to be bothered.
Secondly... Chad doesn't respond well to NEGATIVE beavior or verbal abuse. He gives up and figures there is no way to please that person so he just doesn't try. If you don't lose your temper, reward him, tell him how great he is doing, THEN he excells. He is very smart. But if you sit and badger him and tell him he will never do it and how he is a failure, he will not do a thing. Can you blame him? If he doesn't understand something, and you are telling him what an idiot he is, he won't try. But, if you explain it to him (The way teachers are supposed to do) and sit with him a second to make sure he understands, THEN he will get it all right.
For example. He had a math worksheet. He got frustrated because he had to keep putting his pencil down to count on his fingers. So, he didn't want to do it. I taught him how to use touch points (with the dots, like on dice?) to count so he didnt have to put his pencil down anymore. Once he mastered that, it was easy-peasy.
So, I am not sure what to do here. If I know what his homework is, he and I can whip it out in just a little while. When he brings home directions that just say 'writing' and 'math' and 'words', that tells me nothing. With just a little communication from his teacher the homework would be fine. As for his schoolwork, well, if she is going to treat him in a negative way, there is no way he is going to work for her.
Don't they teach teachers to deal with children with all types of personality types? Don't they teach them that children are people too, who should be treated with respect instead of hounded and segregated? Don't they teach them to look for the reason behind the behaviour instead of just punishing and putting down the child?
If anyone has any suggestions... I'm open to them all!
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Mom Blog Monday
Are you a Mommy blogger? Do you blog about your kids? Do you blog about great things for Mommies? Do you wanna meet other Mom Bloggers?
If you answered yes to any of those questions then link up!
This blog hop is hosted by Sippy Cups and Cloth Bums, The Not-So-Secret Confessions of a First Time Mom , and MidgetMomma $1200 Budget Deals and Freebies !
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This week's Featured Blog.....
Kelly from The Coupon Scoop...
About Kelly and her blog...
"I'm a deal finding, coupon carrying wife and mom of two,I live for deals, and I love to review the latest products and give you my honest opinion so you don't waste your money. At The Coupon Scoop you will find the scoop on the coupons, deals, reviews and giveaways. I am celebrating my first blog birthday this week with 5 days of giveaways. Make sure to stop by and enter over 25 giveaways!"
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Follow Along Fridays!
Whoohoo! I've been featured!
Grab the Code:
We’ll keep this simple.
Follow The Mom Road (if you like me) and at least one other new blog.
Skip along visiting as many blogs as you can, be sure to leave a comment telling them you’re visiting from Follow Along Fridays.
Follow the blogs you want.
Return the visit back to your commentors.
Feel free to grab the button and the linky code to and paste it up on your blog.
That’s it!
As a BIG thank you to Carrie over at Carrie’s Cache for grabbing the linky code last week, I’m going to feature her blog at the top! Click on over and check her out. Thanks!
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Fun Follow Friday
When you visit a blog that you like and want to follow, leave them a comment with your link telling them you are following from the Fun Follow Friday. Of course, we would love for you to follow both hostesses blogs, Simply Stacie and My Wee View, but it isn’t mandatory. If you do follow us, just leave us a comment and we will follow you back.
The main goal is to have fun and follow the blogs that interest you!
There are a few fun things that Fun Follow Fridays does each week:
1. Each week 1 winner will be randomly drawn for the #3 Spot, this week it’s #136 Create With Joy.
2. Each week 1 winner will get Premium ad space for 1 week on both Simply Stacie and My Wee View.
To enter, you have to blog about Fun Follow Friday! This week’s winner is With Our Best. (You can still participate in Fun Follow Friday without making a blog post about it. However, to participate in this special giveaway, you need to write a post about it)
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I've GOT to learn Spanish!
Okay, I have decided to learn Spanish. I have wanted to do it for quite a while, since I have a lot of non-English speaking customers and it would be nice to know what the heck we are talking about, lol. But, up until today, I wasn't in that big of a hurry. Now it is a necessity!
There is a Mexican man who comes into the store where I work and speaks to me all the time. Now, I know enough of the Spanish language to get that he wants to be my boyfriend (novio) and that he doesn't care that I have one already or that I have five kids or that he is 11 years younger than me. (No Problemo).
Well, he keeps saying something to me that I cannot decipher and it was driving me crazy.
Today, I waited on a couple Mexicans who were purchasing a bed frame. They were two males and from our conversation about the bed, I thought that they had a good working knowledge of the English language. I mean, we didn't have any trouble negotiating a price or anything. Well, MY mistake!
I decided to ask the one who spoke with me the most what "Querer te mucho" means. I know mucho means 'much' but I didn't know the rest. No sooner had I gotten these words out of my mouth that their eyes got huge, they began grinning like cheshire cats and I realized I had just made a mistake.
They started strutting around the store, giving me the 'eyes' and asking me if I love him. I said NO! I did NOT say Te quiro AT ALL! I finally told them I didn't understand (no comprende) and that I had a boyfriend (novio). Finally they left.
So, as soon as I got home, I went to SpanishDict.com and typed in my query. (Which I should have done in the first place, by the way!) It seems I had just told this man that I wanted him very much! O-M-G !!!!
Needless to say, I have now signed up for their FREE Spanish classes and will never speak spanish again unless I know for sure what the heck I am saying!
Yep, that's my life for ya!
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Five Question Friday!
1. If you could speak with a different accent, what would it be (i.e Australian, Scottish)?
Hmmm... I would probably speak with an Irish accent. :)
2. Can you fall asleep anywhere? (i.e floor, couch, deck)
Oh, I WISH! I have a hard time sleeping ANYWHERE!
3. Do you use public restrooms? If so, do you sit on the toilet?
Hey, if you gotta go, you gotta GO! Wherever and whenever!
4. If you were stuck in an elevator for 24 hours, what celebrity would you most want to be stuck with?
Jim Carrey - I'm sure it would be hilarious!
5. Where did you & your significant other go on your 1st date?
I don't remember. We didn't go 'out' much. He just showed up at my house one day and never left!
I don't remember. We didn't go 'out' much. He just showed up at my house one day and never left!
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A Is For Alligator
A Is For Alligator
Being a relocated Pennsylvanian living in the South, alligators kind of fascinate me. I moved my family to Florida in the fall of '08. Having never seen an alligator before, my first order of business. We lived right on Crescent Lake, so I thought this would be easy. Not so!
It was months before I got a peek at one while out on a boat with my friend Run Ronnie Run. (note: That is not his real name. He just resembles him)
I didn't even get to really see the alligators. They were 99.9% underwater!
But, the boat trip was fun :)
Anyway, now we are living in Georgia and I never got to see much of the alligators in Florida. I really wanted to touch one. Maybe when we go back to visit next year they will be less shy.
Some interesting facts about alligators are as follows:
There are only two existing alligator species: The American Alligator & The Chinese Alligator.
Early Spanish explorers and settlers in Florida called the alligator el legarto which means "lizard".
The average lifespan of an alligator is 50 years.
They can get huge! The largest alligator recorded in Florida was 17 feet 5 inches! The average adult weighs in at 800 lbs and is 13 feet long.
Large adult alligators like to live alone and are very territorial.
Alligators prefer to eat their meals in one single bite but will attack larger prey by using a death roll or by letting it rot at the bottom of their body of water so they can tear of bite sized chunks.
An alligator's jaw muscles are awesome for biting down, but not so hot for the act of opening up and saying 'Ahhhh', which is why you see those animal dudes using their hands or duct tape to immobilize the alligator's mouth.
Though an alligator will usually shy away from humans, don't be fooled into thinking they are harmless. Never provoke an alligator, no matter how many wildlife shows you watch. They bite!
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My Achy Breaky Heart
It's been almost 11 years since my open heart surgery. I can still remember it like it was yesterday. What a terrifying time of my life.
I was 24 years old. I had been having heart palpitations since I was about 19 and didn't think much of it untill they become a real nuisance and started sending me into real episodes of 'weirdness'. I just didn't feel right. I knew that something was wrong, but doctors kept telling me it was because I was young, with three children and was stressed.
Finally, the Dr's ran some tests and noticed 'something' and sent me to a cardiologist. She told me I probably had nothing to worry about and gave me some rediculous things to do when I had an attack. OK, and she makes the big bucks WHY??
I eventually checked myself into the emergency room where they tried to tell me that my blood sugar was low. It was not. I finally convinced them to admit me and they scheduled an EchoCardiogram for the next morning. By that evening, I was told I had a hole in my heart.
OK, here I have to add a funny - My cardiologist now is an Italian man and at that time was in his late 30's. When he came in to give me my test results, I happened to be breast-feeding my son, Beau, who hadn't seen me all day. Dr. Olsen could not look at me and kept stammering and asking me if he should come back later. I said, "NO! Doc, come on! You see your patient's chests all the time!" To which he replied, "Yeah, but they're not usually so YOUNG!" ROFL I knew then and there that he was the Dr. for me!
So, I had a hole in my heart.... wonderful. Now we know what is going on. Let's schedule a heart catheterization to see just how big it is. Turns out that it is about the size of a pencil eraser and I will need to have open heart surgery.
WHAT??
At this point in my life, I had never had a surgery before. I had never had a broken bone, stitches... nothing. I was scared.
My Dr. tried to convince me to schedule it for the very next morning. That was out of the question. I had three kids at home. I needed to think about this. I needed time to prepare!
Did I mention that I was terrified? I was going through a rough spot in my relationship. He had been cheating on me and now I couldn't trust him. How could I trust him to be there for the kids if I was in the hospital with my ribs spread? I thought for sure that I was going to die on the operating table. I was convinced of this fact. So convinced that I spent a whole week with noone but my children. I told only a handful of people what was going on. I wrote my will. I made the kids' dad write a statement that he would let my mom have custody of the kids if I died and had it notorized. I was a total wreck.
I remember during this time, I just wanted to be with my kids. I honestly thought that it was going to be the last time I ever spent with them. I remember putting music on and holding my babies and dancing with them in my arms and trying not to let them see my tears. I don't think I slept at all that week.
Eventually it was time to face the music, not to mention the surgeon. My mom came to get me and took me and the kids' father to the hospital. I was to check in through the Intensive Care Unit. We walked in there and I saw all those people hooked up to machines to keep them alive and I almost lost it. I actually turned around and tried to walk through my mother to escape that place. But, she wouldn't let me by.
I get checked in, put on my gown and sign all sorts of papers that do not help my emotional state at all. They decide to give me a shot to calm me down so the anesthesiologists can come in to start my IVs. Well, the shot does not work. The anestesiologists cannot find a vein anywhere on my body but will not give up. One of them actually slams the door in my mother and pastor's faces and yells at me that it is my fault that my veins are not big enough because I smoked. I felt like a human pin-cusion and this went on for over an hour. Try after try after try. I was in tears, begging them to just stop. I didn't want the surgery anymore. Just let me go home!
After they deemed I had been tortured enough, my surgeon came in and decided that they would just put me to sleep first and then start a central line. Actually two. One in my neck and one in my groin. Let's go.. we're getting behind schedule here! (Don't mind me.. I actually loved my surgeon. He was amazing. He did the very first open heart surgery in our area. He died a year after my surgery in an automobile accident in New York)
Once they wheeled me into the operating room the last thing I remember was the nurses telling me to just relax and it would be all over when I woke up. Until I woke up and everyone was standing around me saying "Hey, she's awake! Give her some more!".
The first thing I remember after my surgery is my mind waking up. I had been paralyzed for the surgery, been intubated and was in the Cardiac Intensive Care Unit. Now, I couldn't move. But, I could think and hear. I remember the blackness and wondering if I was dead. I remember my first thoughts being "Praise God, Praise God, Praise God" even before I realized what I was thinking.Then I heard my mom and felt that my eyes were itching like CRAZY! I heard the respirator and goof that I am, wondered if I held my breathe, would the respirator breathe for me anyway. So I tried it. Needless to say, the respirator won, lol.
I wasn't in any pain at the moment, but DAMN did my eyes itch! I kept trying to open them, squinch them.. anything. My mom noticed and started talking to me. Asking me what was wrong, telling me to open my eyes. LAUGHING at me for making strange faces, hehe.Then, all at once, with one final inhuman effort, my eyes popped open and there was Mom, about an inch away from my face! ROFL
Slowly, I regained some function of my arms and hands but I was strapped down and my mom got a piece of paper and a pen and I could write that my eyes itched. Oh the relief when she finally understood what I was trying to tell her and rubbed them for me!
Soon, the respirator came out, I was able to move and the pain set in. My family left and I was alone with the nurses who took wonderful care of me. Everyone kept coming in to look at me because I was the 'young one'. Definately NOT at my best, but, Hey, I guess they had seen worse.
The next day, the anesthesiologist had to come and apologize to me for the abuse he put me through. I was black from head to toe from all the needle pricks that I had gone through the day before. I just told him he would thank me enough to NEVER do that to another person again!
Five days later I was able to go home. It was a rough recovery for me. I don't know how elderly people ever make it through that. I was prepared for the pain, but the total and utter exhaustion and lack of strength just threw me for a loop.
I did a lot of praying during that time of my life. Probably more than ever before or since. I know that God saved me and that He was with me during that surgery. The fact that my unconcious self was praising Him as I came out of the anesthesia tells me that. And though I know He has been with me since my creation, this was one of the most profound experiences of His Hand on my life so far. There have been a few that have come close, but not like that one.
Though I never thought I would make it through that day, I did, and it has given me a different perspective on life. It has taught me most importantly to cherish every single second I have with my children. They are the ones who got me through it all. They are the reason I had the surgery in the first place. I was told I would most likely be dead by 33 if I didnt have it. And I would have been. During the surgery they found three more holes in my heart for a total of four. Three were the size of pencil erasers and one was the size of a quarter.
This post is brought to you by the Writers Workshop which can be found at Mama's Losin' It. It's never too late to join in on the fun! This week I used prompt number 2!
Till Next Time,
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I wanna sleep till noon...
OK, this is more of a rant than anything.
I just wanna sleep till noon, get up and have nothing to do but maybe the dishes and the laundry and vaccuming and hang out with Wyatt.
I'm kinda tired of being the driver, provider, etc. On Sundays, I don't even go to church because it is the only day I have that it is not required of me to leave the house. The rest of the week is go, go, go! It's exhausting!
Others in my household, besides the children who go to school, get to sleep till noon. Granted, it's quiet then, but heck.... I WANNA TOO! lol
Ok, done whining.
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What word describes me most? ... Tired!
I swear, I need to be cloned. If only there were one or two more of me, my life would be so much easier! Everything needs my undevided attention - kids, work, house, errands. There just doesn't seem to be enough time or energy in a day to get everything done that needs to be done.
Being The Husband I Always Wanted
When I was a child, I often thought about the day when I would be the happy and proud wife of a man who was honest, trustworthy, respectful, loving and hard-working. We would never lie to each other, enjoy spending time together, raise our children together and build a life together.
At 35 years of age and with five children who have noone to call 'dad', I have resigned myself to the fact that this is not how things will ever be for me. Unfortunately, I have been the one who has worked, provided and cared for myself and my children with little or no help from any 'significant other', much less a husband.
I have realized that I am the husband I always wanted. I work, pay the bills, strive to provide for everyone's needs and am always finding ways to provide what 'wants' I can, as well. I love my children unconditionally, am always home when I am not at work and do not find ways to 'escape' out of boredom or restlessness. I do not lie to anyone, I can be trusted and I am respectful of other people's feelings and values.
Though most days seem to not provide enough hours or energy for me to do all that I want to do, we still manage.
I may not be particularly happy with the way my life has turned out, but I can make the most out of any circumstances that come my way. I have learned that no matter how much you do for someone, you cannot make them do what they are supposed to do unless it comes from within themselves. Thank God, He has given me that gift.
I find it a shame that the men in our time have become such selfish, lazy creatures who have no idea how to be real men. Granted, their are a few exceptions, but they are few and far between. I know many more single moms struggling to be both mother and father, provider and caregiver to their families than I know men who work to support their wives and children. I know many more men who shirk their responsibilities of paying child support than I do who make it a priority to work enough hours or jobs to support themselves, their new families AND provide for the children they left behind. I know more men who have spent more on their drug and alcohol habits than they have ever spent on birthday or Christmas presents for their sons and daughters.
Am I bitter... maybe. Am I disappointed....yes. But I AM the husband I always wanted to have.
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Playing Catch-Up
Well, a whole summer has passed and now I need to play catch-up with my blog. We are now living in Georgia, as my illness and leave of absence left me without a job in Florida. I could have transferred, however, I found a different job once I got here that is a bit better in the working conditions department, but worse in the paycheck department. Sometimes you just have to decide what is more important.
As for my illness, I slowly got better without ever seeing a neurologist. Still not sure exactly what went on there, just thanking God that I am back to normal brain function.
Georgia is nice, but bad on the arthritis. Or maybe it's the long hours I spend on my feet or even getting old. All I know is that I am way too young to be in this much pain all the time. Kinda depressing, but I do go on.
Only a little time until I leave for work, so making this short. Will catch up better on my days off.
Looks Like Spring Has Sprung!
It has been a beautiful week so far here in Florida. Today the temps are in the low 80's and the sun is just shining away!
I have been especially busy this week. Went to the flea market on Sunday and though it rained by the end, my daughter Cheyanne made a bit of money selling her old clothes. Also met some interesting people. We had a crack-head one one side of us hinting around that he had all sorts of illegal drugs for sale besides the stuff he had in his booth and a total redneck on the other side of us who kept us all laughing for six hours. All in all, it was a very interesting day. We will be going back this weekend.
Also this weekend, my daughter Cheyanne will be in a parade at our annual Catfish Festival. She is in ROTC. This will be her first event with them. She's pretty excited.
I'm going to keep this short today, as I do not feel very badly at the moment and need to get caught up on my housework and laundry.
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