Tuesday, December 20, 2011


Here's is my sweet funny Baby. He's modeling what all the elves are wearing this year. ;)

I have such a blessed, such a plentiful life. Cam kept asking me what I want for Christmas. I was wracking my brain. I could come up with a couple of things but nothing really stuck out at me. I realized it's because I have EVERYTHING in the world that I could need or want. I'm spoiled. I suggested to Cam that we buy a goat. Not a goat for us...although the thought of not having to mow the lawn sounds good. I suggested we buy a goat for a family in Africa.

Immediately Cam was on board. He was thrilled. I got online to World Vision and started to look at what we could get. Right away I saw a package of 5 ducks. It brought tears to my eyes. Perfect! 5 ducks from my 5 sweet babies. I started reading the list of items to Cam. I wanted to give a micro loan for a woman to start a business but Cam really wanted to buy a goat. Well, can we do both, he asked me. Yes! We can! I love this man who is so giving and loving not only to me and our children but to those in need.

In less than 5 minutes I had made the purchases. World Vision sent me beautiful cards detailing the gifts. I'm wrapping them up and putting them under the tree for our kids to see on Christmas morning. Sharing the joy of giving is the best gift.

Friday, December 16, 2011

Oh Doh!

I love Christmas!! I truly do. I didn't use to....but now...I do! No anxiety, no stress. I'm cured. Today is the last day of school and now it's Christmas break! Yeah!! I'm so excited to be home with the kids. No early mornings trying to get Tuba on the bus...in the dark...while he's cranky. Whoohoo!
Not only do I love Christmas but I've noticed some other changes in myself. Previously I did not like to entertain more than about 6 people at a time. It was too stressful, too chaotic and not fun for me. But, I got a wild hair and decided to have a Christmas cocktail party this year. And...I loved it. No stress, no anxiety. Just fun!! I can't wait to do it again next year.

I'm really livin' on the edge now! You will not believe this one! I have been letting the kids play Play-Doh...A LOT! Now, my fine friend Erika would say...Are you crazy? Isn't Play-Doh just like bubbles? Well, not quite the same. Bubbles are sticky, slimy, and clear colored so you can't really see all the places they've been spilled. They cause BIG stains in the carpet, you can never get out all the suds! They feel disgusting on my hands. I HATE bubbles!! :) Now, Play-Doh is much better. I like the smell, and it's much easier to clean up. Okay, here's the truth. About 5 years ago Mr. P got Play-Doh for his birthday. Fun, right? No! I was very worried that it would never come out of the carpet. And I most certainly did NOT want the colors mixed...under any circumstances! Flash forward to today, and yesterday and a few days last week. PlayDoh mixed into a million chunks of colorful mess. Kids happily playing Play-Doh.

What is the difference? Well, here are a few theories. You leave your answer in the comments section.

A. I'm crazy
B. They kids have worn me down. I no longer have the energy to care.
C. I'm on meds.
D. All of the above

Let me tell you the real reason. My youngest three will sit and play with PlayDoh for hours, yes hours. And the best part, without me helping....AT ALL!! Glory!! Busy Guy and Baby G will be done after about an hour or so. But, Sis (my wild child) will sit at the table happily singing and making the hugest Play-Doh mess in history....for 3 hours!! 3 fabulous hours!! And my friends I tell you this Play-Doh is easy to clean up! True story. It will come out of all clothes, all carpets. I clean the tools and then use the vacuum cleaner to suck up all the little bits that Sis has tossed in a 10 ft. radius. After it's been on the floor for 3 hours it's nice and dry and comes right off the floor. Then I vacuum the table top off and wipe it with a hot rag (or leave it, put dinner on the table and then wipe just once that night). :) I strip Sis of her clothes and the job is done. 10 minutes of cleanup for hours of sanity! Genius!!

Of course I'm not totally loosey goosey! Heavens no. There are ground rules. 1. You cannot leave the table while playing Play-Doh. 2. When you are done playing you have to take off your pants and socks and give them to me for the laundry. And....3. No fighting, if you fight over a tool then you are done. :)

Wednesday, December 14, 2011

Dirty Hair

Here's the crazy way my mind works. This morning I was thinking about how much I hate cannot stand dirty hair. I don't mean my own hair. I never have dirty, I mean really dirty hair....except for once...more on that later. I mean people I come across in public whose hair is so dirty I can smell it 10 feet away. Ewwwww. I don't mean homeless people. I mean people with access to showers and soap. Stinky people who must not believe in hair and or body washing on a regular basis. Back to the smell. Ugh. The foul oily dirty hair smell is the grossest. Stenchy body sweat mixed with grease. *GAG* Why do these people not wash? Why oh why.
On to the crazy thread my mind takes. Starts with washing my hair in shower, gets me thinking about dirty hair and then next thing I'm remembering how I once had VERY dirty hair.
It was long ago...maybe 2001 or so. Cam can tell you...he's good with remembering years...not so good with names. ;) I came down with viral meningitis. I was SICK! Sunday at church I started to get the most awful headache. I went home and laid down. I couldn't eat or move. I laid there all day. At bedtime Cam put Tuba to bed and then he too went to sleep.
I awoke on the couch around midnight in horrific pain. I could not turn my neck. My head was pounding so hard and then I began projectile vomiting. I woke Cam to tell him I was going to the ER. I drove (shouldn't have) myself. Luckily the hospital was about 10 blocks away on quiet neighborhood streets. At stop signs I couldn't turn my head so I just moved my eyes as far as I could to each side to check for cars. I held a big Tupperware bowl between myself and the steering wheel.
At the hospital the triage RN had me list my symptoms....headache, vomiting and stiff neck. She took one look at me, read the list and whisked me into an exam room. Wow! That's never happened before. Hmmmm....that is a worrisome sign.
In the exam room I laid down on bed in agony. I was getting delirious. The Dr. came to examine me. He informed me that he needed to do a spinal tap. A needle into your spine to draw out fluid. Okay, you know you are sick when you do not care that the Dr. is going to do this. Next the nurse put in an IV and gave me some pain meds. It stopped the vomiting and eased the headache.
The Dr. asked me a zillion questions and one of my answers caused him to jerk his head up. He asked if I was or could be pregnant. Cam and I were trying to have a second baby and it was in that unknown time of the month. I could be pregnant. That got the Dr. VERY worried. They gave me a pregnancy test and it was negative.
After the spinal tap confirmed I had meningitis the ER needed to admit me. Unfortunately I had to be transported by ambulance across town. I remember calling Cam...sort of. He freaked! The ride in the ambulance was awful and painful and nauseating.
Once at the hospital they put my on massive doses of antibiotics. They had to culture the meningitis to see if it was bacterial (very deadly) or viral (the much better kind to have). It took 5 days to culture it but in the meantime I was on antibiotics just in case.
I felt awful. Terrible. It's all a bit fuzzy from my 5 day stay. In fact I barely remember Cam being there. He of course was there all the time. Poor guy was studying for his RN licensing exam. Back on how terrible I felt. I am a clean person. I cannot go a day with a shower, I wash my face twice and day, brush my teeth twice a day, etc. This was not the case while I was sick. I was so nauseated and still throwing up every day and sweating so much that my hospital gown and sheets were always wet.
The nurse's aid came to give me sponge baths...every day. I would NOT let them. NOT EVEN ONCE. Not because I was modest or shy. I was too sick to move or have anyone touch me. The most I did in the cleanliness arena was to change my undies each day and brush my teeth maybe once a day. Cam would come up in the morning and help me. I had something called neurogenic bladder which means that the signals in my head to make myself go pee weren't working. It was horrid. I could feel my bladder was full. I would sit and sit and try to go but it wouldn't work. So frustrating. Not to mention that getting from my bed to the bathroom with an IV pole and vomiting the whole way and trying not to fall over from dizziness was enough.
I slept a lot while I was there but it was not restful or in long periods. One night I looked at the clock and it was about bedtime...8:00 pm. I went to sleep and woke up the next morning at 9:00 am. I was so glad I had slept all night. I was so glad that much time had gone by. I wanted the days to go by fast so I could get well. I turned on the TV to watch some morning shows I like. It was so weird...I couldn't find any of them on TV. It was all this strange stuff. It took me a little while to realize it was still the previous evening!! I had only slept an hour! Frightening.
My roommate was a real doozy too! She was about 100 years old. She was always fighting and yelling at the nurses. Then they'd call her son on the phone and he'd tell his mom to behave and she'd calm down...only to start over again in a couple of hours. One night I had to call the nurse to come get her. She got out of bed, pulled up her nightgown, sate down on my garbage can and peed. Yup.
After 5 days in the hospital I was released to go home. I had not had a bath or shower. I had not washed my hair. I was stinky and greasy and sickly. Cam brought me home. I came into the house and walked past my sister and Tuba on the way to the shower. My own child wouldn't come near me (I hadn't seen him the whole 5 days) and the look on my sister's face was shock and horror. She does admit I was stinky. :o
I was so glad to be home. So glad to see my sweet Tuba. He wouldn't come to me for another couple of days. Poor baby. I think he was scared of how bad I looked. I was so glad to have clean good smelling hair and body.
It took me another 2 weeks to heal and get back on my feet. After two days home I went back to the Dr. I remember crying and telling him how terrible I still felt. I thought that since they were discharging me I'd be feeling better. Not so lucky. But, slowly I did get better. Thank God!
Whew! That was a long story. In my head in the shower this morning it didn't seem so long. Funny how that works.
Well, I left you with a picture of my hair on a really good hair day. Luckily there are no pictures of my hospital stay or dirty stinky hair. :)

Monday, December 12, 2011

Birthday Weekend

It was my 55th birthday yesterday. I love birthdays!!
I've decided to say I am much older than I am. Sound crazy. Here's my reasoning...If I say I'm older (55) then everyone will be in awe of how great I look! ;) If I did what most people do and fib and say I'm 25....everyone will look at me and think "Yikes, she is looking old!". So that's my reasoning.

Okay, the truth is I turned 41. I feel great...and I think I'm holding up pretty well.

Here's my awesome birthday weekend.

Pancakes with the family
Sewing day with my awesome friends. Seriously love my friends so much. What a treat to spend the day sewing and chatting and eating and chatting. God has blessed me with amazing women in my life.
Came home and had dinner with the kids and Cam. I had gotten dinner ready and Cam put it in the oven. Cam had the house clean, table set, kids' church clothes laid out and had bought me an ice cream too! Awesome husband. Blessed I am!! After dinner and dessert he even rubbed my back with lotion. Ohhhhhhh.

I got to spend time with my hubby and kids worshiping God. The best! I love to sit and snuggle my kids and stand with them together.
After church we went to Starbucks for some treats and coffee.
At home Cam built a raging fire to warm me while I read the newspaper in my pj's. Yes, I put them on as soon as we get home on Sundays.
Then off to dinner out. We all got dressed again and went to our favorite place for delicious food, drink, and of course more dessert. :)
After dinner we took a drive to look at Christmas lights. So much fun!
I have a great family and each day with them is such a treat....but the birthday treats were great!

Oh speaking of treats. My gift from Cam and the kids....a telescope to enjoy the amazing view from my bedroom...and stargazing too.

Friday, December 9, 2011

Best Friends

My sweet "twins". They spend all day playing together. They go to school together too. I've been so pleased with the teacher's reports of them playing together and helping each other. They even choose each other to be the other's snack helper. :)

Of course there are plenty of fights (mostly in the car). But, they are such good friends. Last night they were having cocoa together while the big boys were gone to TKD. They were hysterically laughing and carrying on together. In typical toddler fashion they were having lots of potty talk. ie: "Hi, my name is poopy bottom hiney". I was tempted to stop them but they were laughing so hard and getting along so well. Instead I took their picture and sat back and enjoyed the giggles.

Thursday, December 8, 2011


It's funny when you're in a new house. Where should the tree go, how big should it be? Where should the decorations go? It's been fun to decide and then sit back and see how we like it. We get to have two trees. We put our real tree in the living room and our fake tree up in Cam and I's bedroom. It's so fun to have a tree in our room! Sitting in bed at night and enjoying the tree has been very nice. Plus the neighbors can see it in the windows.

We have been working hard at making lots of new house memories this Christmas season. I love our new house. The kids all love the new house. But, a few of us have mentioned that we do miss the old house. Sounds crazy. We don't miss the size or the location but we miss the feeling. After 8 years I had redone each and every room and it felt like home. Plus all the years of memories. Kids going from babies to toddlers and beyond. Trials and celebrations. I'm very sentimental and attached to things that bring memories. After all I am the gal who wrote this about some furniture. Busy Guy was saying how he missed the old house. I told him we just needed to get a few holidays in the new house under our belt and we would start to feel better. So, we are busy making memories. Busy making our new house our feel good place.

Thursday, December 1, 2011

Trim the Tree

The rest of Thanksgiving weekend we worked off our turkey by decking the halls. We have always wanted to go get our tree the day after Thanksgiving. Well, this year we did it. I'll let ya know closer to Christmas how that works out....could be kind of a dry tree. Eeeks.
We had a great time decorating our tree. I did the lights. Of course. Cam remarked that he did them one year but I didn't like them. True. But in my defense they were strung like telephone wires. :) Okay, I'm picky and it matters to me so I'm the one who puts them up. Ornaments were fast and furious! Whew. All the kids were chomping to get them on the tree. I could barely unwrap them fast enough. I did set aside my Radko glass ornaments to do myself. And...yes, I rearranged lots of the kid ornaments. Why? Do you like the look of 10 ornaments on the end of one branch? If so then do I have the team for you!
Over the rest of the weekend we ate leftovers (yum) and got the house all decked. We also took the kids for the annual Santa photo. Yeah! Decking the halls early plus getting the Santa photo done means lots of free time without the mental checklist in my head. Now it's onto shopping. We'll be doing it all online...in our pj's...while drinking wine and sitting by the fire and enjoying our tree. God bless the Internet! Missing from my fabulous weekend was shopping. you could pay me to go out on Black Friday. Blech! To those who want to stand in lines in the freezing cold for hours I say to each his/her own YOU ARE CRAZY!! I'll take family snuggled up by the tree with a piece of pie. Mmmmmm.


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