Category Archives: Ramblings

Today

Today has been an interesting day. Since hub and I have been running fevers we stayed home from church today. It has been nice. I had forgotten how relaxing the weekend can be. Hub took a nap this morning while I played Hide-N-Seek with the kiddos.

Hide-N-Seek was fun considering there really isn’t anyplace to hide in our house. Hiding consists of putting a blanket over you and hoping nobody notices you. We don’t play for the hiding aspect of it; we play for the fun. I mean really…we once played Hide-N-Seek in the car while waiting in line at McDonald’s drive-thru…where can you hide in a 5 passenger sedan…you can’t.

This afternoon I took a nap. I wanted one but had no intentions of taking one but my body has a will of it’s own and overruled my brain. After my nap I took a bubble bath and started reading Off the Record by Elizabeth White.

While I was napping the kiddos were playing games on the computer and I’m not sure what hub was doing. I know at one point he was playing Pokemon with the kiddos.

So yes, today has been a day of rest and relaxation and I’m praying we are feeling better tomorrow.

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Are You on Your Period?

It’s not your business whether or not I’m on my period. Nope, it sure isn’t. As a matter of fact, I would like it very much if you didn’t know when I was menstruating. However, girls at Tri-Valley Central School in Grahamsville, NY don’t get the option of keeping their periods a secret.

According to this article Tri-Valley has banned backpacks and purses from their schools. After they did this, they realized girls needed tampons and pads handy when on they were on their periods. So girls are allowed to carry purses only when they are menstruating. A security guard called a girl out of class to ask her if she was on her period.

HELLO! HE DID WHAT? I don’t know about you but when I was 14 years old I was very insecure and sure as heck didn’t want to deal with my period. I didn’t even want to go to school if I was menstruating. My first period happened at school and was not a pleasant experience. Especially when I had to go to the nurse for supplies and had the unwanted attention that came with it.

Women menstruate. Yes that’s a fact of life, but it doesn’t mean it needs to be broadcast all over for everyone to know about. I sure as heck would be upset if the only time I was allowed to carry a purse what when I was on my period. Think about the ridicule and humiliation that comes with that. How would you like the guy you’ve had a crush on since third grade to see you carrying a purse and know why you had it? How about the mean and catty girls who just love to humiliate others? Who cares that they are also in the same situation as long as they can make you miserable?

Really… this school has taken the whole “let’s protect ourselves” too far.

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I Was…But I Didn’t

I was going to write about how busy my life has been…but I didn’t.

I was going to write about all the doctor’s visits each of my kiddos has had…but I didn’t.

I realized that there are people out there that do this all the time because their loved one is ill. My current busyness is nothing compared to what they are going through. They would look at me and tell me to suck it up.

For the most part my kiddos are healthy. I don’t want to take their health for granted any longer.

If you know of a family with a sick loved one…please say a prayer for them.

Issues

I went out this evening with a friend of mine. I wanted to get away and her name popped in my head so I called her. She was available and we hooked up for pizza. For some reason I opened up to her about something I wasn’t going to mention at all. She pointed out how I have had difficulty with this for quite some time. I knew she hit on something when I was having a hard time breathing and was shaking on the inside.

Neither one of us know exactly what my “issue” is but there is an “issue”. My prayer is that God will reveal it to me so that I can overcome this hindrance and move on to becoming the woman I am meant to be. Somehow “change” is involved…I think. I really don’t know what my “issue” is or how to deal with it. I know this is bigger than I am and it has been going on for some time.

Do I feel that work I have done is insignificant? Do I feel replaced? Am I having a hard time giving up control? What is my problem? What is going on?

I am grateful to my friend for bringing this to my attention because now that it is out in the open I need to deal with it. I can’t hide behind it anymore. It has been exposed and I can either ignore it and do nothing or deal with it head on. I would rather deal with it and move on.

On another note, it really irritates me when I am trying to concentrate to have noise. I need silence in order to concentrate. Hubby is watching In Living Color and has the volume turned up very loud. Now mind you he is sitting three feet away from the t.v. and does not need it that loud (that’s just my opinion though). So I am sitting with earplugs in my ears (thanks Mike) trying to tune it out. Let me tell you that it is hard to think with ear plugs in your ears because I can’t hear the words in my head. Yes, I actually hear the words in my head as I type them. Odd…but that’s how it is…remember this is my personality.

Yes, I have a problem. I know this. It was mentioned earlier in my post. I have an “issue”. Well to be honest, I have several issues. I am sensitive to sound and that makes it difficult when you live with kiddos and a husband who love to have loud anything. Nothing is quiet. I crave quiet…oh well.

Me

My mom has gone to visit my brother. She will be back some time Sunday and then Monday I will take her to the airport. I have enjoyed her visit. I hadn’t seen her for two years so it has been nice having her around.

I have learned a few things about myself:

  • I like my routines.
  • I am a very structured person.
  • I like silence. When I am reading my blogs or checking me email I don’t want people talking to me. I like going into my “zone” and not coming out until I feel like it.
  • I need “me” time. When the kiddos are in bed, I like to unwind and do whatever I want. Usually that is reading a book for a bit before I go to bed.

I did not have much of that these past few days. I have had trouble adjusting and it has affected my mood. I guess that means I need to grow in this area. I guess that means I am not a very social person. I can honestly say that being around people is draining and exhausting. I love people but I can only handle them for so long.

What exactly does that say about me?

I Don’t Share Ice Cream (Unless Forced and That Hasn’t Happened…Yet)

So I’m waiting for my kiddos to go to bed so I can have the rest of the ice cream. Now my mom is visiting and I know there isn’t enough ice cream for the both of us. I’m trying to think of ways to sneak the ice cream without her finding out and without having to share if she catches me. I’m craving ice cream so it has to work somehow. So mom asks if we have a Dairy Queen here. No, but we have a Braums. So we go to Braums for a double dip peanut cluster sundae. Good. Not as good as vanilla ice cream with Hershey’s syrup…but good. Oh…and I didn’t share…I had my own. Well, I did offer hubby some but he didn’t have any. I didn’t really want to share…I just offered in hopes he would say no. Thank you Lord that he didn’t take any of my ice cream.

Computer Does Not Equal Quality Time

So, I made it to the airport and back. Let’s just say I had an adventure. My mom is here that’s all that counts. Only I need to get off the computer and spend some time with her. But we had a two hour car ride from the airport…doesn’t that count? Anyway, I had to get my blog fix. I needed to know what was going on with Pioneer Woman . She’s telling how she met Marlboro Man and I needed to know what was happening. (I haven’t watched a soap opera in over a decade. Give me a break. Besides this is real life!). I also needed to…well…what happened at Rocks in My Dryer? She was answering questions…well…I’m addicted to my blogs. They aren’t updated when I check my email at 6:00 or 7:00 in the morning. I had to check it this evening.

Besides, it’s not like my mom isn’t a part of this. She’s watching me from the couch…doesn’t that count as quality time spent together? Ok. Fine. I know…if hubby tried this he would SO be in trouble. Computer time does NOT equal quality time.

Well…I am off to spend quality time with mom.