Blah Blah Blah Puke Puke Blah

I don't blog enough these days, I know. Can I even call myself a blogger anymore?

As the title of this post suggests, times have been fun.

Lilly got the stomach flu again. Puked all over my parents bedroom floor actually. I was hoping Noah would get a pass again this round. Then he woke up crying tonight and when I went in to check on him, he was covered (and I mean that in every sense of the word) in vomit.

Shane was working late, then went to the gym before coming home. As I cleaned up and tried to comfort a sobbing sick child, I must admit I wasn't thinking very positive thoughts about my husband as I imagined him rocking out to his tunes and checking out the gym bunnies (is there even such a thing as a gym bunny??).

Once Noah was asleep again and the stinkies were in the washer, I wasn't mad anymore. So when he came home (slurpee in hand) I didn't say a word about our little fight that he knew nothing about. At least he brought a peace offering, even if he didn't know that's what he was doing.

Do you know what tomorrow is? (Or today if your reading this in the morning)

It's Thursday.

The season premier of Grey's Anatomy.

Yeah, I'm just a little excited.

And what's the deal with Pickles? I've almost eaten an entire jar in under a day. That's just wrong and creepy. And no, I'm not "craving". I've just been eating a lot of pickles. Hopefully they are low calorie. I guess I should check.

If they aren't low cal, I guess I can always become a gym bunny.


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It's a School Night

Tonight is the first school night of the year in our house.

Tomorrow, Lilly starts her second year of Preschool.

She'll be going an extra day this year in preparation for kindergarten. It just blows my mind that she is getting so grownup already.

With her in Kindergarten next year and Noah in Preschool, I will have a few hours of no children at home. Sounds tantalizing. Only a year to go. But then, who knows. Maybe things will change by then.

Anyways... Lilly is excited for school. She loves her teacher and all her friends. She is so social and friendly. I just adore that little princess. And it will be nice to have a few hours to spend with Noah. I want to take him to the park or the aquarium and have some nice one on one with Mom.

I guess Summer is officially over and the routine begins again.

Happy School Year everyone.



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My Last Thought Of The Day

I am laying in bed. About to try and end a very long, physically trying, and busy day.

My phone starts to flash, signalling that I have a message.

This time, it was from a friend who can relate to what I've been going through. Although we have never met in person, she is my dear friend. Always giving me support...

So I jump on here to share my final thought for the day.

I am so blessed to have a life filled with great people. I'm thankful for wonderful friends who reach out and comfort and support, who lend a listening ear. Who are always there when I need them.

I love that I have been blessed to know such amazing people.

So to you, Amazing People, thank you! For enriching my life and putting a smile on my face.

Good night,

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Shake'n It Off

Oh my goodness! I'm so sick and tired of my own grouchiness that I about unsubscribed to my own Blog Feed.

I hope you were kind enough to stick around even though I don't think I've written anything uplifting or non-ranting in a long time.

After surgery, I was surprised at how much worse I felt than I had expected to. Then, my entire family (even extended family) caught the stomach flu. Kids puking, grouchy husband, and my own fevers to boot... I missed sleeping in my own bed (I've been sleeping on the couch downstairs to avoid middle of the night body slams from heavy toddlers) and I was so sad as disappointed that we had to cancel a trip to Shane's family and go to the Eastern Idaho State Fair (it's a yearly tradition). All this, combined with a huge case of cabin fever left me with no patience and a fuse shorter than a tooth pick.

Usually I can shake it off and not be so quick to be offended.
So, that being said, I am sorry for my outburst. As if you all don't have enough stress in your lives. People actually with real problems. When in all honesty... Call me un-American. I really could NOT care less what you think about me.

So, I'm done. (Sigh of relief)

In other news:

Noah has been outgrowing his crib at an alarming speed. That kid is as rambunctious (no idea how to spell that word) in his sleep as he is when he is awake.

I think the cheapy crib mattress mixed with not enough room is what is making him wake up in the middle of the night and want to sleep with me.

So tonight we moved our queen sized quest bed (my bed pre-marraige) to his room. Cleaned out his toys and gave him a big boy room.

To start his first night off as a big boy we said prayers kneeling next to his bed. I usually will hold him during prayers before I lay him down. But now that he has a big bed, we kneeled down next to it and folded our arms.

And here is the BEST part:

Shane dictated a very simple, single word after single word prayers, and my little man who can't say even a single FULL word (other than Go) mimicked his Daddy and said his own bedtime prayer for the first time!!

Oh my word!! I knelt there with my eyes closed and my arms folded and I think my heart exploded bigger than the house.

He couldn't say the entire words. But he copied his Daddy the best he could and it was the most perfect thing I have ever heard!

We said Amen and I looked at Shane and we laughed. It was wonderful!



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Since When....

When did it become un-American to have an opinion?

{If I remember correctly, that's the whole point of this country! FREEDOM! People keep saying that if I don't agree with current politics or social events then I am closed minded, un-American, self-righteous, etc. Wait a second... I have EVERY RIGHT as an American to have an opinion. An opinion of Religion, of Politics, of standard values, of education, and of health care and of whatever else I feel the need to have an opinion on. You think that by attacking MY opinion that makes yours better?}


When did it become okay to force political opinions on impressionable children yet avoid all religious discussion?

{Let this be known, I have NO problem with the President of my Country addressing school age children. I DO pledge my support to my COUNTRY and to making this world a better place. That said, I DO have a problem with sneaky wording and pledging support to a man. Especially when it should be the other way around. He is a servant to the people of this country. I DO have a problem with the agenda that is going to be discussed. (I'm looking for the link I found then misplaced.) The video isn't the entire problem. It's the additional content of the days event. If I can't discuss MY religion in our class rooms then please don't force your political agenda either.}


When did it become intolerant to have an opinion?

{I'm sorry, but I am sick and tired of people slamming each other and calling everyone intolerant. What's intolerant is not accepting an individuals right to a differing opinion. I'm not saying stay quiet. Talk about the issues. Go to protests (for or against). Raise awareness for your cause. But don't call people names or say they are intolerant just because they have a different idea of things. I don't have to approve or agree with everything. But that does NOT make me intolerant!}


When did it become okay to slam people just because you don't agree on something?

{We all have different life experiences that help create and shape our opinions and choices. Your experiences are different than mine. Stands to reason that your opinions and choices will be different also. You don't know all the reasoning behind my choices or opinions. So please keep your judgments to yourself.}


When did avoiding certain topics of conversation mean you are ignorant?

{I know why I have made my decisions. I research issues then try to form the most educated decision that feels right for me. But sometimes, I chose not to discuss certain topics. Sometimes it because the topic is too reverent for me to feel comfortable discussing except in choice situations. Sometimes it's because I am comfortable agreeing to disagree. I understand that we all get passionate about things. So why risk hurt feelings?}


When did people lose their faith and loyalty?

{I am tired of people pointing their fingers and calling people of my religion intolerant or closed minded. There are many people of many faiths with all different kinds of opinions. We are also ALL mortal and we ALL make mistakes. It's not just because they belong to a particular religion! I know many liberal Democratic people of Faith (my religion and others). I also know many conservative Republicans who are not associated with one particular religion.}


And of course, the question that continues to baffle me...


Why do I have to be wrong, for you to be right?

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Now that I have gotten that off my chest I need to admit that I know how hypocritical I sound (stop complaining about people... wow, that sounds familiar.) I should be talking about the topics and not the people behind them. I am just so tired of it. Write your blogs, post on your Face Books, send out your Tweets. Tell the world what you believe. But PLEASE stop attacking people or calling them names and dishing out your own forms of discrimination just because your opinions differ. I an NOT un-American, I am NOT intolerant, I am NOT closed-minded. I am a patriotic American mother trying her best to do right by my God and my children. And chances are, you are probably trying to do the same.

I long for a world that we can stand next to our neighbors and see the things we have in common, accept our differences as things that make us unique, and understand that we are all striving for what we think is right.


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I Pledge My Allegiance To GOD and My Country!

I am a servant of my Lord Jesus Christ AND NO OTHER! I do not, nor shall I ever, serve two masters.


Check this out for another view on a very HOT topic right now.
Dream a Little Dream


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A Good Sign

For the first time in a week, I'm feeling well enough and hungry enough to cook dinner.

A very good sign.

What's on the menu? One of my favorite comfort foods, of course. Chicken broccoli casserole and roasted asparagus. Doesn't really go together but it sounds good to me.


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