Sunday, September 27, 2009
WHY, you might ask?
I don't know if it was the pain medicine for my knee, not being able to hop up and do everything that I wanted, the rain (dear lord, I now know that I would not last a month in Seattle:), the lack of sun, the fact that my kids were home all week and there was not much I could do, or the fact that everyone here (during this Fall break) either went somewhere or had family in town. And there I sat on my sofa, with line indention's forming on the backs of my thighs, playing yet ANOTHER game of UNO with my daughter.
The fact is I'm home sick, I haven't been back to Louisiana since February and my heart is hurting. We don't get very many visitors here. The first year, we had lots and every year since, it has dwindled down to, having to dust the sheets in the guest bedroom more than washing them.
All my family back home work full time and pretty much if I want to see everyone, I have to make the 8 hour trip back.
I mean , it makes since right, I am the one who left??
But sometimes I would like to feel like me and my family here in Georgia are worth someone else making the 8 hour trip. Ya know??
I'm rambling, I know and I'm sorry.
I realized this morning as I watched a You Tube clip that one of my friends posted on Facebook about Drew Brees (the New Orleans Saints quarterback) giving a pep talk before the game, that I am in need of visiting South East Louisiana ASAP, he (Drew Brees) ended the pep talk with them all screaming WE ARE NEW ORLEANS and I cried like a baby!
Snot filled, gasping for air, sobbing, that I didn't even feel coming on. And then I couldn't understand why those words hurt so bad.
For goodness sake, I DON'T EVEN LIKE FOOTBALL! I like to cook for it and watch my boys watch it, but that about as far as my love affair will ever go, THE FOOD :)
I am a true New Orleans woman honey, it's ALWAYS all about the food!
So I'm planning my next road trip, probably November.
I've been looking up new music to download to my MP3 player, so when I start my rehab on my knee, I have some fresh tunes to exercise to.
I'm thinking a little Ozzy, will be a good one to start with.
Sing it with me........
Times have changed and times are strange
Here I come, but I aint the same
Mama, I'm coming home
Friday, September 25, 2009
Well this time they were right.
We had rain EVERYDAY for over 7 days. And on Monday this week, the flood gates were opened . After having rain for so many days in a row, by Monday when we received 15 inches in less than 24 hours, it made for some not so pretty situations. Thank god, everyone we know did not have any major flooding but some areas had water over their roof tops. Sit back and think about that for a minute, COVERING THEIR whole house.
After the devastation we witnessed first hand in August 2005 in Louisiana, I never wanted to have to hear about rising water in an area that I was in. But mother nature, gave our family a refresher course.
At the end of the day, it made for some CRAZY traffic and once again a reminder to our family how lucky we are EVERY DAY of our lives.
These are some pictures from our house after the first couple of days....
Thursday, September 24, 2009
Wednesday, September 23, 2009
Thanks to everyone who commented and I hope to have some new reviews to share with you all very soon!!
Thursday, September 17, 2009
How do I know that title statement is true? Because I my friends made a 100% on my very first Algebra test!!
Oh yes ma'am I did!
I worked more practice problems and had more dreams about positive and negative signs and exponents that make something negative and LORD HELP ME the Motrin that I consumed, but I did it!!
Yes, I know that some of you could do those problems with your brains tied behind your back. But I'm not one of you and I was on cloud 9 last Thursday because I had worked for something SO hard and I did it!!
I took a sneak peek at the review sheets for my next test and that wasn't such a good idea! But just like the last one, I will practice and practice and pop Motrin and see what happens :)
The title of this post is coming from an ongoing joke in my house. I'm having knee surgery tomorrow (PRAYERS ARE APPRECIATED!!) and for the last week, all I've heard at the pre op appointments and phone calls from the surgery center and nurses, is my 20%, that's our portion to pay.
20% to this one and 20% to that one and don't forget about that one over there!!
So my joke now is (because I'm so very gifted in my mathematical skills:)
what is 20% of broke equaled to, BROKE!!
I have been in the "nesting" mode the last few days. Cleaning, cooking and trying to get my brain ready for my surgery. Being the person that "handles" the majority of things around our house, I'm trying to prepare my brain and soul to let things go for a few days.
(Have you finished laughing at me yet?)
I told my girlfriend yesterday on the phone, I know why I'm going a little nutty about this whole sticking contractions and scopes and scraping my knee cap thing. It's not that I'm afraid of the pain after, it's the idea that I HAVE NO CONTROL over what they are doing to me!
And that my blogging friends is the part that I REALLY don't like.
I am excited to think that in a few weeks I will be able to go up and down the stairs in my house and not have my knee completely give out on me or lock up, that I'm loving. But the letting the doctor's have their way with me part and my hubby taking care of me part, NOT SO MUCH!!
So if you don't hear from me for awhile just know that I'm sitting on my sofa, with an ice pack wrapped around my knee, watching T.V. and eating bon bons.
Isn't that what us "stay at home moms" are suppose to be doing anyway??
Wednesday, September 16, 2009
Sunday, September 13, 2009
"They will fall out when their ready", she says.
And while, yes that's true, they also need some direction. Some (pushing) if you will. But my daughter is not a pusher and so we have been WAITING. And WAITING! Weeks people!!
Monday before the tooth popped out into my hands :) my daughter revealed a "secret".
A "secret" that she was keeping all weekend long.
A "secret" that was the answer to my question a few days early of.....Little girl what's the matter with you??
She had been an emotional wreck all weekend. At one point I thought, "should I google PMS in 7 year old?" Afraid at what I might unearth, I decided to ride out the storm. Surely she's just having a bad day, weekend, Monday.
And then came along Monday, early afternoon.
On Friday Hannah had to pull a stick for talking in her classroom.
And when she finally told us about it, it was like she just revealed that she had killed one of her brothers on purpose (not accident).
It was snot filled, tears pouring and a screaming voice, that I can only imagine sounded a lot like when I was passing my kidney stone.
She was distraught and my heart was hurt.
Not because she pulled a stick, because my little girl had had a stomach ache and was an emotional disaster for 4 days and did not tell me why!
Haven't we said we talk about EVERYTHING. No matter what, killing brothers on purpose and EVERYTHING!
But she chose not too, until it burst out of her like the 17th street canal.
After the break down was over, we talked and we talked and we cried.
She explained to me that she was upset and didn't want me to be upset. And I explained to her that not telling me something, upsets me more than the "whatever it was that she did thing".
And I let her know that me and daddy's trust is only there because she has earned it. And once it's gone, it's about as hard to get it back as it would be to swim up a stream after running 20 miles. Not impossible, but pretty darn hard.
As my daughter was pouring out her soul, I wrapped my arms and legs around her and put her into the mommy cocoon. And she just talked away. She was looking up at me and her voice was as sweet as warm honey. I absorbed every word of what she said, ever eye flutter and every exaggerated breath.
And then her tooth popped out.
For a quick second, I thought about using the Pinocchio method and saying, if you keep something from us, your teeth will fall out :)
And then I remembered that somewhere along the way, her father and I had taught her to read and to be super smart and that it probably wouldn't work.
My daughter learned her first real lesson of disappointing someone you love and she lost her first tooth all in the same afternoon.
It was like a lesson from Growing Pains, only my boys ARE SO much cuter than those Seaver boys were and my mascara was not waterproof like TV moms.
We got over it and my girl (hopefully) learned the "secret" is so much worse than the "act".
Then we had ice cream and played UNO.......
Just another day in paradise!!
Thursday, September 10, 2009
I have a group project do on Friday in my Communications class. We've been learning all about the dynamics of a group and all the different parts that people play with out even really realizing it. We all assigned each other a "title". I was assigned quite a few (all really nice) but the one that was repeated in our group of 8, was the energizer.
Apparently I can "PUMP YOU UP!"
Over the weekend we had to get a picture of ourselves doing whatever our "title" was.
I thought.....ENERGIZER BUNNY!!
We had to go to the music store anyway to get Alex a new Tuba book. So what a perfect time to get a picture with a drum!!
We left with 2 new books and my picture. The workers got a good chuckle when I explained WHY I needed the picture (I don't know if the young lads were chuckling at the old lady in school or the old lady posing with a drum :) either way I don't care because I got my picture!!
We present the power point project tomorrow, wish us luck!!