I’ve become addicted to Facebook, and that’s where I’ve been spending my time. My blog has suffered long enough.
Does this count as a post?
Wednesday January 28
I had a birthday this month, and I am now officially old. I feel it, and I have the grey hair to prove it. 36 is the big one for me! ( I really don’t think I should have grey hair, but I do!)
The day went well for me though. Matthew made it seem like a national holiday. I am just thankful that God has blessed me with another birthday!
Tuesday January 27
Zach sat alone in the chair Sunday morning with a single tear rolling down his cheek. He wanted daddy to go to church with us. I tried to explain to him that we can’t pressure him, and to just have faith. So we went without him, and had an amazing time. Zach decided that he wants to be baptized, sometime before he turns 11, which is in July. This is such a blessing to me, something that I’ve been praying for!
This is a new church that we started attending last month. We really liked it, except for one thing. They only serve communion once a month, and I’m used to taking it weekly. Brooke actually came up with the idea that we could take our own communion at home together, on the weeks that church doesn’t serve it. The congregation is younger, the music is more contemporary, and the praise band is rocking! The pastor is so down to earth, and his knowledge of the Bible and scripture is really impressive. His sermons always seem to hit right on target. Brian attended once, but we know he’ll return again.
Anyway, the church is having a marriage conference that I signed up for, and I also joined a Life Group. I decided that I can no longer put my spiritual growth on the backburner while I wait for Brian. I need to grow!
Brooke and I also signed up for an hour of prayer, at an unconventional time, 3 am Sunday morning. We’ll actually be coming home from something BIG. I am so excited for this hour!
Tuesday January 6
A patient person I am not, but God is telling me to wait.
“In waiting, we will live an overcoming life as we learn to walk in God’s joy, peace, and contentment. When we wait, He will give us His secrets to kingdom living. By waiting for God’s wisdom and direction, we will accomplish the most for Him. ”
“He is looking for those who can wait and let the flesh die so that the spirit can truly live for His purposes.” From Intercessors Arise, by Debbie Przybylski.
So I wait….
Tuesday January 6
Here’s a great thing about social media. I have to say this because sometimes it’s a huge waste of time! Last night on Twitter one of my “friends” that I’ve never met or actually talked to, cried out for prayer. She was having a rough night and asked for prayer. I sent her a direct message asking for specifics, and set out to pray. I sent up a quick prayer for her to feel peace and love, and for her to be able to see the many blessings that she has. I got back on and told her what I’d done, and that I was signing off to pray more specifically. Her next post was about her 7 year old coming into the room and telling her she looked like she needed a hug, and then gave her one. She said she has awesome kids.
Today she is doing much better and sent me a thank you. A bond was formed, and I may never meet her this side of Heaven, but in Heaven I’m sure we’ll meet!
Wednesday December 10
The titles always get me down! Ok, I really do have lots to say, so I’m just gonna jump in. Saturday Brooke danced at a womens Christmas brunch for a church that is a few miles from here. The women were all so nice that we decided to try the church out on Sunday. We’ve been kind of thinking about finding a smaller church with a great kids ministry, and this seemed to drop in our laps. More on that later…
After Brooke danced, she and I went Christmas shopping. It was one of those awesome mom and daughter days. We had Starbuck’s and then ate at Chili’s for lunch. It was a great time, and we really did get lots accomplished.
Sunday rolled around and Brian and Zach got up before dawn to go hunting, so Matthew, Brooke and I went to the new church. We really, really liked everything about it except the fact that communion was not served. At all. Now, every church I’ve ever attended has served communion every Sunday, and it’s biblical. I have heard of certain churches that serve it on one Sunday a month, and special occasions, but I’ve never attended one of those. I was really bummed out about it, thinking that was a deal breaker for me, but wishing it wasn’t. I called the church yesterday and asked about it, and the secretary told me they always serve it on the 4th Sunday of the month. She said she didn’t know why, it’s just how it’s always been done. She offered to have the pastor call me, so I’m waiting on that. Someone told me maybe it’s a money thing, and I’d be glad to buy the stuff to do it weekly. I personally need that.
Monday rolled around and I had to take Brooke to an orthopedic surgeon. The same one that did my last knee surgery. She’s been having some knee pain, and with my history of knee surgeries, and my mom’s and grandma’s, I wanted to get on it quickly. I had really hoped that with all her dancing that she would have developed strong quad muscles, but I guess not. He diagnosed her with Osgood Schlatters disease, where the tendon is pulling on the growth plate because she is so active. Also she has tendonitis, patello-femoral syndrome, and patello femoral dysfunction. Which means that she has shallow knee caps like me, and her bones are not made correctly to hold the knee cap in place. He prescribed no jumping, (great for dance 4 x/week and cheerleading!), and physical therapy to strengthen the muscles more to hold the knee cap in place, and a couple of braces.
Last night was her first night of therapy, and it went well. Her knee was swollen so they used the doppler with an anti-inflammatory cream to help reduce the swelling, then she rode a bike for a while. After the bike, he took her back to the table and showed her the exercises he wanted her to work on at home. The memories of my surgeries and therapy came back to me at that point, and I felt so guilty that I was responsible for my precious daughter being in the same position. I started crying and had to walk away. Once I regained composure, I was able to go back and joke around with her while she was hooked up to the TENS unit. I now know how my mom felt, because I was standing in her shoes. I know it wasn’t her fault, and it’s not mine either. It’s just something we have to deal with. Luckily, we’re learning what to do to prevent future issues, and in a christian company! They had the Jesus fish on the door, a cross on the desk, and were playing the christian radio station too.
Oh, and Moday afternoon I had to go back to the oral surgeon to have the packing removed from the left side. It was really stuck. I had feared that, because it has been an issue with me, so I had irrigated before I went. The first girl couldn’t get it out, so she went and got someone else. She couldn’t get it either, so she irrigated it and started pulling again. Finally she said maybe they could try suction, so the first girl goes to get it. While she’s gone, the second girl finally gets it out. Man, does that ever hurt! They wanted to repack, and I kindly said NO! I would much rather suffer with the dry socket pain now, than have it packed and anticipate having the packing removed.
Wednesday December 3
Since Brooke and I had so much fun cooking Thanksgiving dinner last year, we wanted to do it again. Saturday was the perfect day for it, and it turned out great. We had dinner when Brian and Zach got home from hunting. I didn’t go all out and bring the good China out, and I told everyone why. I’d been standing in the kitchen all day and my feet hurt. There was no way I was gonna stand in there half the night washing dishes. It all turned out fine, and we still have lots of leftovers. That reminds me, I need to start freezing some stuff.
Wednesday December 3
This year I scoured the ads and couldn’t find anything that seemed worth my while to get up at 4 am and fight the crowds in the cold, so I slept in. I don’t feel like I missed anything, as I did have to go out Friday afternoon to have my packing removed, and the traffic was still horrible. I’ll try not to go into too much detail about my teeth, but the packing was stuck and there was great tugging involved in getting it to come out. Then they were repacked! Fun.
Thursday November 27
Today I started feeling better, and actually cleaned my kitchen and living room, and did 2 loads of laundry. Part of my house looks presentable. Not much was accomplished while I was lying around in pain with dry sockets. Yeah, I went to the oral surgeon on Monday and had the right side packed, and Tuesday for the left side. Dry sockets are not fun, let me tell you! I’m ready to feel normal and eat normal food. I have to go back on Friday to have the sockets repacked. This was the year I was going to sleep in and not go out on Black Friday. Well, at least I won’t be standing in line at Target in the cold for 2 hours like last year. Ahh, memories….
Sunday November 23
Wednesday I had my lower wisdom teeth cut out. They left the roots on the left side because they were wrapped up in the nerve, but they took the crown. Everything on the right is gone. I stayed in bed Wednesday afternoon and evening, and most of Thursday. Thursday night Brooke cheered her 2nd game, and I went to see it. I was pretty miserable when we left, and came back home to bed. All of this has been leading up to Friday evening, when Brooke and I have tickets to see Twilight. Something we both have been looking forward to since we read the books. At one point I thought I was going to have Brian drive us to the theater, if I was still on pain meds. That didn’t happen, and we ended up going on our own. I was hurting but trying to be excited for Brooke. It was pretty crazy when we arrived, with a long line and screaming at the beginning. I had a talker sitting beside me. When Edward came on screen, she was like “WHUT?” and then she snorted. Yeah, I said snorted. She didn’t like the choice for Edward, and I think you’re not a true twilight fan if you’ve not watched every trailer at least 100 times before the movie came out. Then she kept talking about the volvo, and snorting at inappropriate times. Brooke said she had a laugher beside her. They kind of ruined it for us. We loved the book, and had so much expectations for the movie. The movie itself was excellent, it was just the company we shared it with, and my pain level. I can’t wait for it to come out on DVD so we can grab a blanket and watch it on the couch. That will be awesome.
So I think maybe I have dry socket. I can’t imagine why the pain is getting worse as the days go by. My MIL said I’ve tried to do too much too soon, which could be true, but why does it still hurt when I’m laying around? Just biding my time until I can get an appointment tomorrow and see what’s up. I wanna be done with this!!
Sunday November 16
So Friday the Oral Surgeon actually called me. Apparently the root of my impacted wisdom tooth and the nerve that runs along the lower jawline are very close. Superimposed on the Xray. If the nerve is damaged during the extraction of the tooth, I could have numbness in my jaw, chin, lower lip and tongue for life. That doesn’t sound fun to me, but at this point I would gladly accept numbness! He wants to send me for a Cone Beam CAT scan to get a better view of the nerve. There are two places near me that actually have the Cat scan, and of course, they were closed on Friday. Hopefully I can get that done early tomorrow, and then I have to take the results to the Oral Surgeon. I would love some IV sedation right about now! I never thought I’d be looking forward to having my wisdom teeth cut out.
Yesterday my friend picked Boo up and took her to dance, so I just had to go pick her up. I was able to rest a little, and got the kitchen cleaned up. How hard is it for someone else to take the clean dishes out of the dishwasher and empty the trash? I had mopped the kitchen floor and grabbed a can of cherry coke zero, filled a cup with ice, and turned to go into the living room when I slipped. The can and cup of ice went flying, dogs started chasing the ice, and I landed all sprawled out face first on the floor. I’m sure it was hilarious to witness, but it really hurt. I wanted to cry, but the action of it made my jaw hurt. All in all, I banged up both knees and one elbow. Good day all around!
Brian and Zach had gone hunting. Zach’s first time since taking the Hunter’s Education course. He was so excited. They came home with a deer, so we’ll have some meat in the freezer this winter! I’m thankful for my hunter and gatherer!
Friday November 14
I bought this book to give to my daughter, (12 years old), and I thought I would share a few of the reasons. I didn’t realize until I was in my twenties, so maybe I can pass it to you.
A daughter needs a mom to provide her with memories that will last forever. (That’s why we always have a camera in front of our faces, and stay up really late making creative scrapbook pages!)
A daughter needs a mom who is never more than a phone call away. (The reason she had a cell phone at age 10!)
A daughter needs a mom to assure her that she always has a place to come home to. Because no one understands girls like a mom. To remind her that in faith there is fellowship.
A daughter needs a mom to soothe the pain of a broken heart, to teach her that sometimes choosing to wait is a good idea, and to teach her that you cannot make someone love you, but you ca be someone who can be loved.
A daughter needs a mom to tell her that beauty never fades if you look in the right places.
The Book, Why a daughter needs a mom was written by Gregory E. Lang. Go out and buy it, make your mom or daughter feel loved. I’ll post more later.
Thursday November 13
Once again I sit up in the chair because laying down makes my jaw throb even worse! It’s late, already tomorrow, or today, whatever! I have to get up in 5 hours to wake Boo up and get ready for school. Brian has been a wonderful dad and husband these past two days, taking care of everything and everyone’s schedules so I could zone out in pain. He drew the line tonight though. He told Boo that one thing he will not do is go to the store and buy her cheerleading underwear.
Her first game is tonight, so they are privileged to wear their cheer uniforms to school. They do have to wear long pants under the skirt, because the skirt doesn’t fit dress code length policy. (Why is it OK for them to wear it at the game? Good question…) As she’s getting everything ready, she can’t find her spanky’s. That would be her briefs that she wears under the skirt, a very good thing to have, especially since she is a flyer. But daddy drew the line at going and buying those! So that is on my list of things to do, as well as get some black nail polish for her. (School colors are red, white and black.) Apparently there are too many shades of red, so they chose black.
Hoping the pain meds kick in soon and I can get some sleep. Waiting on a call from the oral surgeon to see what he says. It would be nice to get a quick appointment and be done with all of this.
On a side note, Brian gave the boxer, Logan, a hot dog. He has terrible gas!!!!
Wednesday November 12
That’s how I feel! Why is it when one tooth hurts, it makes your entire body hurt? My husband called the dentist yesterday for me, and they said to go to the oral surgeon. I went to the oral surgeon, he gave me some penicillin and vicodin and told me to go to the dentist. I saw the dentist this morning, and am currently waiting on a call back from the oral surgeon with an appointment. At least when I left the dentist office this morning I was numb, and that lasted for 6 glorious hours. Now I can feel the pain again. My jaw is throbbing and my ear is ringing. Can I just bury my head until someone figures out what will help me?
Friday November 7
Ok, I’ve been in a funk lately, and sort of grumpy. I can’t really contribute it to one thing, but a compilation of many. Jenni over at Peaceful Living Everyday tagged me for some fun. Be sure to stop by her blog and check out her answers too. Mkay, 7 weird things about me… this is really hard!
1. I am a home body. I would much rather stay home with my family than to go out and fight crowds or traffic. (Take out is a great thing)
2. At the age of 35, just a few months ago, I began drinking coffee. I started looking forward to my morning coffee last night.
3. I love to sleep with the bedroom windows open when it’s cold outside, so I can pull the blankets over my head.
4. My 2nd toe is longer than my big toe.
5. I would seriously have a unibrow if I didn’t tweeze.
6. I will lose a handful of hair when I shower, but it grows at an incredibly fast rate.
7. I once had a wreck when a mouse was in my car. I was on my way to have my senior pictures taken, and a mouse ran across my foot. I freaked, and veered to the right which dropped my right front tire off the road and then I overcorrected on wet pavement and ended up crossing over the left lane and hitting a hill. There was a sherriff behind me.
There you have it, my weirdness for all to see. Thanks Jenni!
Wednesday October 22
Monday night was the first of six obedience classes for our new Boxer puppy. About a year ago we had a boxer/cocker mix and an AKC Boxer that we had to get rid of because of severe aggression issues. It got really bad, and before we bought the new guy, I said we were going to do everything possible to prevent that again. This was the first step.
We had an incident at the vet’s office where a fight erupted between Logan (our new pup) and another dog. Logan actually pulled the leash out of Matthew’s hands and took off for the other dog. So I was nervous about taking him into an area with lots of other dogs, and I had Brian come with us. He has a much calmer demeanor with dogs, and can pretty much get Logan to do anything. I am the one that needs trained! There were 10 or 11 other dogs there and Logan would not shut up. The trainer was trying to talk and he just kept yapping. I was feeling embarassed and trying to pet him to get him to calm down, and then Brian took over. He was petting him too when the trainer decided to make a point out of us. she called attention to what Logan was doing, and then what Brian was doing. He was actually encouraging the barking by giving Logan affection. Huh! And we thought the dog was stupid…
The trainer walked over and took the leash, popped it a slight bit and said “that’s enough“. For the rest of the class he did not make a sound! Whoa, I’m gonna like this.
We only had one incident where an 85 pound lab came over and there was a tense moment before they were pulled away from each other. The trainer explained that most other dogs are scared of boxers, almost like they emit their strength. The lab was curious and scared, but since he was bigger he walked over to Logan. Logan was scared and he felt like the lab was invading his personal space, so he tried to show his might. She assured us that we were doing the right thing by being in this class, and that we were going to have a great pet. I feel better now, but will wait to see how the rest goes. We may still call in Barkbusters to come out to the house for some training too.
Tuesday October 7
So my daughter is 12, and in the 7th grade. She has a May birthday, so she’s one of the youngest in her class. This can sometimes lead to drama, because she’s not really old enough to make mature and responsible decisions. Lately, she’s exercised her ability to showcase that deficit to me. She’s made some really poor decisions when it concerns a couple of her friends. I try to understand that peer pressure has a lot to do with it, but on the other hand, had hoped that I had raised her with enough backbone to stand up for what she thinks is right.
Luckily she did come to me and divulge some of the incidents that happened. Now, I want us to be able to talk about anything, so I was glad that she decided to share the info with me, but I was trying not to freak out! I didn’t want to scare her off from ever confiding in me again, but I also wanted to let her know that I disapproved of her behavior. It was a tough situation to be in!
The next conundrum, if you will, was whether I should tell my friend, and Brooke’s friends mom. I felt like if it were the other way around, I would want to know. I really struggled with that, and in the end waited too long and something else happened. Now, nobody got hurt, but someone could have. I shared with my friend, and she had a discussion with her daughter. We both learned a few things that had been lied about, and then we talked to the girls again. It’s an ongoing process where I am learning, and praying. Praying for good, Godly friends, and the courage to stand up for what is right.
Thursday September 11
Matthew has been watching a new video in the van called WordWorld, by PBS. We had just picked Brooke up from dance last night, and I heard the movie spell P-I-E. So I asked Matthew how do you spell Pie?
Matthew- I dunno
Zach-well they just told you how to spell it. Were you listening?
Matthew- I don’t wanna disguss about it!!!!
Zach- what’s he going to do in Kindergarten when the teacher asks him a question? Say I don’t want to discuss about it?
Me- Thankfully we have another year.
Monday August 18
I forgot to mention that I had to pick Zach up from school because he threw up. So, Yeah! Lucky me!
Monday August 18
With the start of school came the back to school night, the open house, meet the teachers, too many students enrolled in the 4th grade, 31 to 33 in each of the 4 classes, and a new teacher being brought in. Can you say chaos? Oh, and the 7th grader had homework on the first night…not a good sign! And that was only 3 days.
Friday night we went to see SUPERHERO, a production by Gregory Hancock Dance Theatre, documenting the last week of Jesus’ life. It was incredible!!! Brooke and I had seen it last year, and were moved to tears by it. We took Brian and Zach with us this time, and cried again. The performances are so powerful, and 3 of the performers actually teach Brooke in dance. We are so blessed.
Saturday was free, and I was looking forward to getting some stuff done around the house, and then just lounging! My friend Shannon has been talking about this great book, and I’m not gonna tell you the name of it yet, so I was going to the book store too. Brian and Zach were going to watch some racing at a dirt track, and it was smooth sailing at home for me. That all changed when Brian said his mom and dad were going to the races too, so we all went.
I’m used to Zach racing on concrete or asphalt, so the dirt is something to get used to. I’m not a fan of it yet, but Brian assures me that Zach is ready to race the mini sprint, and that it is much cheaper than quarter midgets. We’ll see!
Yesterday I helped a friend out with some digital scrapbooking, and did get to read that book. Ya know, the book that I haven’t told you the name of yet, because it is so good I want to review it here for you, at a later date in time. Sorry for keepin’ ya hangin!
Laundry was on my list today. I hate laundry!
