Polish Pottery

Tuesday a friend and I went to Poland! It was a long, mostly beautiful drive. A good portion of our trip was through a portion of Germany called "Little Switzerland", just gorgous! It took us about 4 hrs to get to Poland a almost 5 to get home because of storms and road construction, and my issue of those stupid cement barriers and semi truck's (I just can't pass the trucks when those barriers are there). Anyways, we had a great time, a lot of shopping. Neither of us had slept well the night before. We'd had our trip cancelled twice, once because of a holiday and the next week because the friend who watched my boys, one of her girls had strep throat and obviously I wasn't willing for them to possibly get sick too.

Anyways, we both got lots of pottery! I got so so far 6 plates, saucers, and bowls that are all the same set. I have not decided if the next time I go back if I'm going to get another 6 of all those with the same exact pattern, get the same pattern by with blue or just get a whole different pattern all together of 6! I'll decide the next time I go! I got a pitcher that's about as close to the "typical" Polish Pottery look as I like. I'm not a big fan on the extremely busy look of the typical Polish pottery. I got a roaster that I really love, I love how even on the inside of it there's a flower pattern stamped (I don't think it's hand painted) around the edge. I love my butterfly one, and have thought about getting my other set of dishes in the butterfly pattern, which is definately unique and not the typical Pottery look! My ladel and spoon rest I just absolutely love. Being a girl who loves the Americana style I grabbed the huge Americana bowl too. I do really like Americana, although I like it more as a "splash" vs my whole home and kitchen! I figure it'll be great for those times I make fruit salad or a large salad to serve it in! We all need those really big bowls! Everything I got is also rated at a 1 or 2, which means it's safe to cook in (oven or stove top).

 

I never realized just how poor Poland as a country is. On our way there, they were doing some construction and we had to stop at a light you know how one side goes and then the other side. We had some young men come up wanting to wash my windows. I'd heard about them doing this and of course they want paid. I kept telling them no, they didn't take no for an answer and they washed them and I will say they did a great job. I gave them a 2 euro piece andthe guy on my side kept trying to tell me something, I'm just guessing that he wanted more money, but I rolled up my window and just prayed he'd leave, especially after I had said no not just with words, but with my hands gooing back and forth across my body and my head going back and forth. My friend was trying to find some euro's too (1 and 2 euro pieces) but she didn't have any. I don't know maybe he wanted some Polish money, but I didn't have any. (All the shops take Euro's and dollars so we didn't worry about getting any Polish money). That was about as "exciting" as things got! LOL

We got home about midnight. I was so happy to walk into my home. The boys went right to bed and I followed soon after! :)

 

Chad's Favorite Verse

Psalm 116:1-9

I love the Lord, for he heard my voice; 

        he heard my cry for mercy.

Because he turned his ear to me,

   I will call on him as long as I live.

The cords of death entangled me.

  the anguish of the grave came upon me;

I was overcome by trouble and sorrow.

Then I called on the name of the Lord:

 "Oh Lord, save me!"

The Lord gracious and righteous;

  our God is full of compassion.

The Lord protects the simplehearted;

   when I was in great need, he saved me.

Be at rest once more, O my soul,

   for the Lord has been good to you.

For you, O Lord, have delivered my soul

   from death,

 my eyes from tears, my feet from stumbling,

that I may walk before the Lord in the land of the living.

 

I haven't read this verse and just let the words touch my heart. Chad loves this verse and it's so easy to see why. We fall down because of things we do ourselves, and God picks us up. He forgives us when we have broken his heart and his rules. He loves us, even when we don't love ourselves. He protects us, when we don't even know we need protecting. He's our father. He's our savior.

 

Today I needed to read this verse. I haven't talked to Chad in a couple days. He sent me an IM yesterday, but I didn't get it until late last night. Please keep him in your prayers.

I've been thinking about my journal. There are days I write in here not for me, but for others. People for the most part I don't know. I've found some wonderful people on here and feel I'm better because of them/you. What I have been thinking today as I read through others journals is that so many don't appear to be written for the author, but for others. I know I've been guilty of that, writing for other people instead of writing for me. Instead of really sharing what I want, because I never know how others will take it. Why do I need to be concerned with that? I shouldn't and I can't be. I can't say how different my journal is about to change, but I am going to start writing for me. Sharing my true feelings and thoughts. I am not out to offend or hurt anyone. I'm not out to debate my feelings or beliefs. I think my sidebar of me saying I'm a Christian states my beliefs right there. I'm a child of God. I believe the WHOLE bible. I do not think that I can just take the parts that I like and live by those. There's things in the bible that definately convict my heart and I have to start living by that as well. That's not easy and as a sinner it's something I do fight. I have to acknowledge that.

I will continue to share my family and the many ups and the few downs we go through. I will be sharing more of my heart here though. I haven't really done that. I will probably still remain some what reserved, because this is still a public journal and at this point I don't feel the need to go private. If you feel something I write is condemning you, all I can say is that maybe that's GOD. I can only say what I'll be writing and sharing will ultimately be about me and my thoughts and not aimed at anyone out here reading, unless stated before hand!

With that....I want to share my favorite bible verse

 

Isaiah 40:11

He tends his flock like a shepherd; He gathers the lambs in his arms and carries them close to his heart; he gently leads those that have young.

 

How I love that verse. That was first shared with me when Jordyn was being treated at Walter Reed. Another mom had told me how it was her favorite verse and how it comforted her from the day her daughter was dx with leukemia. It talks about how God holds us close to him, he gathers the young, our children. He gently leads me. ME. He loves me, he loves parents and gently is leading us. He is our shephard and he gave us the awesome responsibility to guide and lead our children, which of course is to guide them to him. This verse gives me so much comfort. Over 7 yrs ago this verse was shared with me and I've loved it. About 3 yrs ago a friend of mine, Emily-Really Living
shared it with me again. It's my verse. When I feel lost, sad, in need of comfort...I read it. When I feel joy, I read it. I think every mother should read this verse, highlight it in her bible, write it down on paper, memorize it, tape it up on her mirrors, kitchen, make a book mark out of it, and read it daily...remind herself that she in not alone in this journey of parenting. God is leading us, those of us who have young! Isn't that just such a comfort? To know he understands we need that guidance, that help. He knows we need him.

Oh how I love my Jesus. He is precious and wonderful. He loves us.

God Bless

 

 

Lazy Parenting

I'm sick of this. I'm so tired of seeing people put their children at risk for various reasons, I'll start with what has me "hot" right now.

Carseats/booster seats. This is NOT the government trying to control parents, this is about child SAFETY and well the fact is there are parents out there that just do NOT have the common sense to understand the importantance of childseats and booster seats. Study after study have been done. I have a friend who's retired California Highway Patrol...she said she saw far too many children injured or killed because of inproper childseats or not having them in them when they should be. The facts are...8 yrs or 80 lbs and they should be in a booster seat. It may seem they're "too old" at 8 yrs old, sorry I just don't think keeping my children as safe as possible as an "age" issue. I don't care if other kids don't have to be in a bosster seat, etc. This is about their SAFETY. Seatbelts are tested on MEN 175 lb men on average....I don't know personally any 8 yr old or younger child who's as tall as the average man or 175 lbs...there for the seat belt is NOT going to fit them correctly.

So what has me so hot, obviously seeing children inproperly restrained. A friend of mine had her 3 yr old daughter just sitting in the seat without a booster seat. She was in her mom's vehicle on the autobahn (interstate, but a lot faster speeds). The younger sister had been pushed while we were at playmobil fun park yesterday and mom and little sis ended up spending the night at the hospital, and another friend drove mom's vehicle back along with the 2 children she was taking care of (she's a childcare provider). Her job ticks me off more about the fact that she did not have her daughter restrained correctly also. There is just no excuse, none. She also had a 5 yr old just sitting in the seat. Jacob's 5 and definately in a boster seat and will be until he's 8 yrs old or 80 lbs. I want him to be as safe as possible when in our van, call me crazy. I'm sorting out in my head how I'm going to talk to my friend about this issue. It IS going to come up.

I know my friend loves her children. I don't doubt that, but this is just unacceptable. Please pray for me as I approach this subject with her. Pray I stay calm.

Ok, I'm off to bed. Time to do my devotion and spend some quality time focusing on GOD and getting my heart and mind where it needs to be.

It's Hot

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Hot,Hot,Hot.  It's hot, I'm hot, the boys are hot....and Germany doesn't believe in A/C for some insane reason. I've lived in hotter, but being a girl who primarily grew up with Central Air almost her intire life, I'm feeling a little miserable here. I have seriously contemplated taking a cold shower, but reality is...I couldn't handle it.

Tomorrow our bible study group is going to Playmobil. It's in Nuernburg, so only about a half hour down the road. We were told to bring bathing suits, so I'm hoping to get good and wet and cooled off!

I know I shouldn't complain about the temps, at least I have fans for every single room. At least I have a shower and tub I could go get into and cool off in. At least I'm not in Iraq sweating in 110-130 temps, like my husband.

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I am thinking though that when this rain that's on it's way here (I can smell it) hits, I'm taking the boys out and we're going to enjoy the wonderful feeling of the cool rain falling on me! We all need to play in the rain sometimes, what better time to do so than when we're good and hot?!! At least with the storm the wind is picking up and it's starting to cool our apartment down!

Well, I better get our dinner made. We're doing it lazy tonight and I was a nice Mommy or bad, which ever way you deem it...tv dinner's. We rarely have them and both the boys asked and well although they have to cook in the oven, I don't have to stay in there!

I'll write another entry probably later tonight. Have some more serious things to talk about.

Father's Day

 

I think it's pretty obvious from this picture that I took on Easter while Chad was home for R&R how loved he is by our boys!

 

Jordyn wearing one of her Navy nurses hats at Walter Reed with Daddy

 

 

This is Jordyn being held by my dad and my mom's dad in the background....I never noticed that Grandpa has a goofy look on his face.

 

God's blessed me with a husband who's an amazing father. For those who use the excuse to why their husband or father's a poor dad....Chad is living proof that you don't have to have an "active" father or father figure in your life. His bio dad left when he was 6 months old. He always had his Grandpa in his life, but he isn't the person who raised him. As many issue's as I've had with my MIL, she did a great job raising Chad. She married a man who didn't treat her well after Chad's dad left and then she married her current husband when Chad was 13 or 14 and at that point Chad was running around with his friends more than he was at home and being influenced by his step-dad. He joined the Army when he was 18.

Chad didn't know what to do with Jordyn when she was born, but let me tell you, he fell in love with her and promised not to fail her and he never did her precious 2 yrs she was alive and he keeps her memory alive. He's been an amazing Father to our boys. I could not have asked for a better husband or a better father, no DADDY to my children. Being a good dad is a choice, if you want to be a good one, you can be...you just have to step up to the plate and do it. I Thank JESUS for the man Chad is...from being a Soldier to Husband, to Father. He's not perfect, none of us are, he loves us with all his heart and wants to do right by us and wants our boys to grow up to be Godly men....if they follow Chad's lead I have no doubt they'll be amazing Godly men and one day Father's themselves!

 

Happy Father's Dady to my honey!

I have a confession

I judge people. I don't even realize it at times. Today I was told I was judging a person and honestly still don't feel in my heart I was. I had responded to something this person wrote and mentioned what she had originally written in my response and got told off.

I know, oh how I know I judge others. This is definately a time I wasn't. She's made choices I personally don't agree with, but I've just prayed and prayed for this girl. She's been dealt some lousy blows lately and honestly my heart just hurts for her. I've sat here at my computer in the past crying for her. I was really,really taken back today when I read her response saying that I've judged her. I'm sitting here and maybe it's one of those moments where God takes us and shakes us. Maybe he's saying "watch your words, Christy, what what you type, you don't know how someone else is going to read it." That's probably the worst thing about the internet. No one can HEAR your emotion, your feelings, your tone when you write something. They can only read it in the tone that they've chosen in their head. I went back and read a few other thinngs I've written, when I originally responded to her, it was a double response to her and another person....so I wrote them and apologized in case I offended them some how too.

I worry quite often that someone will misinterrupt my tone. Often times I will reread what I've written to someone a few times before sending it, because I want to make sure my words can't be "misheard". I definately failed this time. I've sat here crying for the last 30 minutes feeling like mud. I know I can only apologize. I told her that she did misunderstand what I was writing and told her I was sorry if it sounded one way to her, when I meant it another way. Sometimes I HATE the internet.

So, with that...I'm making a goal for myself, to judge less, and pray more. I would like to as you to pray for me on this. It's something I do struggle with. I know I've judged very harshly some. This is something I HAVE to change. Who am I to judge? My goodness if any of you knew the sins I commit, you'd find it sad and disgusting how I judge others in my mind. I know none of us are perfect, and that only one person ever was and he died on a cross over 2,000 yrs ago.

 

"Jesus, please forgive me. Give me the wisdom and strength to be more like you. To love like you, to forgive like you. I am at your will, Lord. Let me walk in your steps, Lord. Let me looktowards you constantly. Lord I am unworthy of your love, yet you deemed me worthy. You forgave me, for the sins that I have commited. You love me despite myself, my sins, the ugliness that comes from me at times. Lord, thank you. THANK YOU Jesus."

 

loss of friendship

Do any of you have people in your life that seem to come and go as they please. I have one person. She and I met after my daughter died. She was a good friend, one of my best friends. Then she started to drift away. I continued to reach out, yet refused to push myself on her. I didn't know if she was just needing space or what. We've had moments sinse she started drifting away where she gets all buddy-buddy. Long emails, lots of pictures, a few phone calls, then boom...nothing. I email her, no response. I send pictures, nothing. 

I nearly severed our friendship when she compared her husband's job being as dangerous as Chad's (this was the 1st time he was in Iraq). I was fuming, shaking, and just flabergasted. He works in retail, so for her to compare it to being as dangerous as Chad being in a war zone is well rediculous! to say the least.

I emailed her a while back and never got a response, in my mind it was that "last chance" to salvage the friendship so to speak. Since then I've examined things about her. When I met her, she kept having all these health issue's. I hate thinking it, but I have come to the conclusion it wasn't true. She was friends with another friend of mine as well and she and I discussed this at length,and we both feel she lied to us to get attention. There's been all the "I'm going to school to be a.....nurse, photographer, graphic designer, pediatic oncologist, dula, etc, etc etc." the list goes on. The worst lie I figured out was her lie about a miscarriage. I know this because she claimed a month later she was again pregnant and yet her son was born a month early at nearly 9 lbs. she told me the weight of her other 2 children who were both born with in a week of the estimated due date.

Today, I found some other things as I was wondering around the internet and well it just makes me sad and angry. Angry that I was such a fool and allowed myself to be taken in by her lies. Sad that she couldn't just be honest with me and realize that I would have loved her no matter what and that lies only destroy friendships, and ultimately the person telling them.

 

Sand Filled Days

I don't understand the point of having children and then not allowing them or at the very least expecting them to get dirty. You take them to a place with sand and then expect them to go home without sand on them? Just doesn't seem realistic to me.

I guess I just don't see the point. Kids get dirty. You give them a bath. It's just not that big of a deal IMO. Yes..it's a vent about a friend who's got issue's letting her kids get "too dirty". They can play in the sand, but can't get dirty. It's rediculous imo.

 

Here's some pictures of my boys getting good and dirty! LOL

 

 

How American Are You?

I don't do these often, but I liked this one and hey they can be fun! I actually thought this would be even higher! LOL I'm an American Girl!!

 

***You Are 89% American***

You're as American as red meat and shooting ranges.
Tough and independent, you think big.
You love everything about the US, wrong or right.
And anyone who criticizes your home better not do it in front of you!

How American Are You?
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Focusing

I teach Preschool Children's Church once a month, the 2nd Sunday of the month! I really enjoy it! It's exciting to watch these precious kids learn about Jesus, about the bible, and all the glorious teachings God has given us through the bible. Today we talked about how Moses mother put him in the basket and sent him down the Nile. We took egg carton shells and cotton balls...the shells were the basket and the cotton was baby Moses. The kids loved this activity! They are truly sponges. I listened to these children telling us adults about what they learned and already know is just truly humbling. Jacob is in that class and let me tell you when he answers questions it gives me a joy I can't describe.

 Trust me when I say this is another thing out of my comfort zone. Not the children, but the adults helping and feeling like I will mess up. It's silly, because my "helpers" are wonderful, amazing people! One is our Chaplains wife and I adore her. She's so encouraging and uplifting to me. The other lady is wonderful as well. She's never helped me before, but she was great! I wasn't as prepared today as I normally am. I am not really sure what was going on with me, just wasn't "on my game" so to speak! LOL She really picked up the slack. I was so greatful for that!

I have a wonderful devotional that I read from every night before I go to sleep. Last night's truly seems to hit the theme that I'm writing on today. This is from: "Diamonds in the Dust 366 Sparkling Devotions" by Joni Eareckson Tada. If you're looking for a Devotional this is a wonderful one. Here's yesterday's:

June 10

True Service

"Whatever you do, work at it with all your heart, as working for the Lord, not for men, since you know that you will receive an inheritance from the Lord as a reward. It is the Lord Christ you are serving." Colossians 3:23-24

Sometimes I hear people say that a single man has "given his elderly parent the best years of his life." Or I hear about a mother who has sacrificed all to "devote her years to care for her handicapped child." Occassionally it is the missionary who has "given up her life for the mission field".

And sometimes I hear that this single man, mother, or missionary has nearly worn out himself or herself, collapsing in bone-weary exhaustion. No wonder these people sound tired. Whom do they think they're serving? Jesus must not only energize our service, He must be the focus of our service. As Colossians chapter 3 advices, "Whatever you do, work at it with all your heart, as working for the Lord, not men."

Yes, service to God means sacrifice and devotion. But we don't give up our lives to serve others-we give up our lives to serve the Lord. It is almost incidental that we are serving a husband or wife, and elderly parent, a handicapped child, or a tribe on a mission field.

 When our focus is Christian service is squarely on the Lord Jesus, our work may be tiring, but it doesn't have to be tiresome. We may get weary, but our work does not have to be wearisome if our energy comes directly from the Lord Jesus. How can service to the Lor be tedious, boring effort?

Lord Jesus, it is You whom I love to serve. Help me to keep my focus on You today so that I will have all the energy I need to help others around me.

 

How many times do we do things for "man" verses for God? How many times do we go into something trying to "convince" ourselves we're doing it for God or more so trying to convince OTHERS we're doing this or that for GOD, while in reality we're doing it for "man". I am guilty of this time and time again. It's something I struggle with.

I'm not that strong. I'm very weak, shakeable, vulunerable, well...I'm human. I'm a woman after God's heart. I fall down flat on my face so often it's embarrassing. Yet I believe. I believe with all my heart. I LOVE Jesus so much. I honestly HURT, deeply when people I care about don't know our Lord. I cry when I think they may not join me in Heaven. I rejoice for those who accept him.

Works will NOT get us to Heaven. The only way to Heaven is through Jesus Christ, by accepting him as our savior, as the one and only God. There are so many "false" God's. I see people hurting, stuck in a holding pattern, not being able to really live. Not knowing true happiness, because they just won't give it up to God. They want to hold on to their pain for whatever reason, yet what they need so desperately is Christ. I see people in my real life, I read people's desperation on line, etc. We all know those who NEED Christ. Some of you may be one of them who has yet to give it all to Christ.

Jesus does not say we will not face trials. What he does tell us is that we will not be alone when we go through those trials. He will carry us. Jesus wants to carry you. He wants you to know his love, his peace, his forgiveness, his Mercy. NO ONE and NOTHING can bring you any of these, the only one who can...is Jesus.

I have to keep giving things over to him. I struggle at times to not take those things back. They're almost always struggles, sadness, anxiety issue's. I know though that once I give them over to Christ and snatch them back, he will take care of me. He will not leave us, in our struggles. He will give us the strength that we need to get through it. I am so thankful for this promise of tomorrow. For the knowledge that I will be with MY KING in Heaven one day. I have the true hope of tomorrow.

I wish truly that everyone had this hope and knowledge.Focus on Jesus in all that you do, let go of Man's hold on you.

God Bless

I Am....

I.....

I AM: A child of God first, a wife, a mother, a friend, etc
I Want: To feel the arms of my husband around me
I Have:More than I deserve
I Wish: More people knew Jesus, that children didn't get cancer, that people didn't smoke
I Hate: Smoking and people who lie
I Miss:Jordyn and Chad
I Hear:Jacob talking to our cat
I Wonder: What life will be like when Chad retires and "we're" no longer in the Army
I Regret: That I didn't save myself for my husband.
I AM Not: patient as much as I need to be;one who needs to see or actually talk to people daily
I Dance: With my boys :)
I Sing: All the time
I Cry: At the drop of a hat! LOL (I'm an emotional girl)
I AM NOT ALWAYS: As kind as I should be
I MAKE WITH MY HANDS: Scrapbook pages;love:via hugs
I WRITE: Not nearly as often as I should with my hands, and I actually love to do it!
I CONFUSE: Some
I NEED: Jesus and my family
I SHOULD: Excercise right now and do laundry!
I START: My day with a prayer
I FINISH: With praises to God

The Soldier Show

The boys and I went to The (Army) Soldier Show. For those who don't know it's a group of amazingly talented soldiers, who can sing, dance, and some play instruments. The only "extra" instruments that were played tonight was one of the ladies played the violin/fiddle and one of the guys played the trombone.

It went between high energy to the beauty of a slow song. I wish I had gotten better pictures, but we were far enough back that they just didn't turn out well and well it was "concert" lights and quite often those lights just are not good. If I had taken my "film" camera it has a flash that goes on top of the camera so it distributes the flash more eveningly and that type of lighting doesn't effect the pictures so much...but my batteries are dead and I forgot to go buy new ones today.

Anyways, it was a great show. If you live in an area that's close to a military base and they allow civilians to attend (which I'm 99% sure they do) GO! Those of you in the military, go if it comes to your post! It's great! Email me and I can send you a link to let you know if it's coming to your area!!

The show didn't start until 7:30, well that's when it was supposed to start, I think it ended up being about 7:45 before it actually started and sadly people were still coming in, you'd think they could handle being there on time.  Ugh @@ Anyways, the boys enjoyed the first 30 minutes and then they were just worn out, Jacob didn't take a nap at all and Jack only slept maybe 15 minutes in the van total....Jacob actually fell asleep in the chair and Jack by the end of it was laying across my lap, wanting to sleep, but just not able to get in the right position. When we got home, they went right to bed..no complaints.

I'm sharing some of the pictures I did take that aren't too horrible. I'm really sorry for the poor quality. I'm hoping friends of mine who got to sit in the front row (they had to gotten there around 6 or 6:30!!) got pictures and will email them to me, if so I'll share them.

Come Home Soon

This was written from a wife/spouces perspective of her husband who's deployed. I love this song. Yes..I'm missing Chad.   Come Home Soon lyrics:
SHeDAISY lyrics.
Album: Sweet Right Here.

I put away the groceries,
And I take my daily bread.
I dream of your arms around me,
As I tuck the kids in bed.
I don't know what you're doin',
And I don't know where you are,
But I look up at that great big sky,
And I hope you're wishin' on that same bright star.

I wonder.
I pray.
And I sleep alone, an' I cry alone,
An' it's so hard livin' here on my own.
So please, come home soon.
Come home soon.

I know that we're together,
Even though we're far apart.
And I'll wear our lucky penny,
'Round my neck pressed to my heart.

An' I wonder.
I pray.
I sleep alone, I cry alone,
An' it's so hard livin' here on my own.
So please, come home soon.
Come home soon.

I still imagine your touch:
It's beautiful missing something that much.
But sometimes, love needs a fighting chance,
So I'll wait my turn until it's our turn to dance.

I wonder.
I pray.
I sleep alone, I cry alone.
Without you this house is not a home,
So please, come home soon.

I walk alone.
I try alone,
An' I'll wait for you; don't want to die alone.
So please, come home soon.
Come home soon.
Come home soon.


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My head is exploding

I woke up this morning, about 8 am and wanted nothing more than to escape back to sleep. I woke up to a migraine. I moved out to the couch, the boys put on Thomas the Train (Jack's new obsession) and BEGGED them to please, please, please be quiet for Mommy. So no walking this morning, no trip to Real, and I am not sure about the trip to the park. That may actually happen, though. I am making dinner for a woman in my bible study who just recently had a new baby. We try to bring them a weeks worth of meals once they're home with the baby, so they can focus on getting acquainted with that precious new little one and get some rest.

I will say I'm thankful the migraine hit me early this morning verses later today. I'm dealing with the aftermath of what I can only describe is that hangover feeling, but it's getting better. I can open my eyes, that's huge progress! I have yet to get dressed or showered though, and I have to do that in a few minutes. Jacob and I didn't get school work done this morning either.

 

Oh vent, vent!! One of my neighbors, the mom of a baby I was watching there for a while keeps calling me to watch him! I told her a while back that she needs to give me notice. For a while I was doing it last minute for her, but I just can't anymore. I will say she's persistent, but you know sometimes you have to put your foot down and not allow people to take advantage of you. I truly believes she thinks that because I'm a SAHM I should be at her service anytime she needs. I don't think asking for a weeks notice is asking too much? I guess it is partly my fault for watching him last minute for her time after time, but if she's adult enough to be in the Army, adult enough to have a child, she's adult enough to have consideration for other people.

Well I need to hop in the shower, get dressed and then start on dinner!