Saturday, April 28, 2007

Saturday, April 21, 2007

How can something so pretty...

...cause so much misery?! My eyes are itchy and watery, my nose is runny, and I think if I sneeze once more, my head might pop off.

One year, the allergies were so bad, that the white part of my eyes swelled up. For real. It was pretty nasty. I never was bothered by seasonal allergies that much until I moved to Arizona. Now I dread mid-March through the end of May. I can't believe I'm actually looking forward to 100+ degree heat, just so the pollen will subside!

Spring used to be my favorite season, now I can't wait for it to end!
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Thursday, April 19, 2007

So proud

Recently my kids' school had a Coffee House night, where they raised money for AIDS/HIV research. It was such a fun night! My two teenagers participated, and one of my son's friend taped my 17 year old son's monologue that he performed. He also wrote a couple other pieces, which both moved me to tears, and not just because my kid wrote them. I am constantly amazed at the talent this kid has, and thankful and humbled that God let me be part of his life. Here is the video, it's not real loud so turn your speakers up.

Monday, April 16, 2007

Of all the things I've lost, I miss my mind the most...

I believe working nights is slowly destroying brain cells, and it's starting to scare me. I've always been borderline airhead, and organized has never been a word one would use to describe me. I am the illustration of the saying "I finally got it all together, but I forgot where I put it." But it's getting worse! I frequently forget a lot of stuff, such as trash day, or due dates for permission slips for field trips for the kids, and appointments, let's not even go there. I frequently tell my kids things and they say "but Mom, you already told me that," and I could swear they are mistaken. I've been starting to worry more and more about this forgetfulness. I was somewhat concerned a couple weeks ago when I was making scrambled eggs, and reached for the pepper, but grabbed the dried basil instead. That's bad enough, but then I stood there for a moment and wondered why the pepper looked so funny. But after my discovery yesterday, I'm scared for my mental health. Now, this may fall under the TMI category, maybe even WAY TMI, so forgive me if this is way more than you ever wanted to know about me. See, last night before going to work, I woke up and my armpits were a little itchy. So I went to scratch them, and discovered they itched because they had been freshly relieved of hair growth. The thing is, I don't remember shaving my pits recently. It's not something I do every time I shower, because well, there's no man in my life and nobody ever sees them but me. And a little hair doesn't bother me. Itching does. So it's sometimes a week or two in between pit hair removal, especially if it's not hot outside. The point is, it's not something I do on autopilot like brush my teeth or wash my hair. I have found myself in the middle of a shower, unsure whether or not I've actually put shampoo on my head, but that doesn't bother me. I do it without thinking. Shaving is not something I do without thinking. So I have no idea how my armpits got shaved. Either I'm losing my mind, or someone sneaked into my bathroom and shaved my pits while I wasn't looking. I hope it's the former, I really do, because the latter is just creepy ;)

Wednesday, April 11, 2007

Answer to prayer?

For a long time I've felt like I could/should use our experiences to help others, that there's a ministry in here somewhere. God can and does take when men intend for evil and use it for good, and wow do I want to be a part of that! But how? That's what I've been praying about for months. What does God want from me, what's the next step? I've been praying for some kind of door to open so that the path would be clearer. Friends, I'm pretty sure the door knob is turning. I can't go into specifics, but within the next couple weeks I have a chance to present our story to someone who has the ability to reach a lot of people. This could be the opportunity I've been praying for. Or it could not be. Either way, it's exciting and scary at the same time! Either way, no matter what happens, I just want to to glofiry God in this... pray for me?

Thursday, April 05, 2007

The calendar says Thursday but I have my doubts!

I think it's really just Monday in Thursday's clothing! And it's been Monday for a little over a week!

~ Last Tuesday - I was supposed to have jury duty, it was part of the reason I rescheduled my vacation. I didn't want to have to go to jury duty, get no sleep, and then go to work that night (they were willing to give me one night off for it, not both.) So but I'm an airhead, and I forgot to call the night before to verify whether I was supposed to be there or not. I dropped my kids off at my friend's house, went down town, and as I was looking at the instruction sheet for parking sugguestions, I saw "Please call the night before your scheduled date..." GASP! I called quickly, and sure enough, it had been cancelled! I got up early on my vacation for nothing! :P

~ Last Wednesday - Kids were still on spring break so we decided to go do something fun. We went to the outlet mall. We went out for lunch on the way. Since I had onion breath after lunch, I accepted the chewing gum my 15 year old offered. BAD IDEA. I was chewing at one point and bit down on something hard and loose - ummm, I lost a crown. UGH. Thank goodness for dental insurance, but still...

~ Monday was truly Monday. With the keys locked in the car and the lady at the school on the first day back after spring break, and the FBI agent (although what she had to say was very good. Still can't divulge though!) and the not nearly enough sleep.

~ Tuesday wasn't so bad for me, but it stressed out my 17 year old horribly. A friend of his broke up with his girlfriend and has been down in the dumps ever since. I have to say at times like this, I really appreciate my son's committment to not date at this stage in his life. And then after I went to work, the toilet overflowed. He did his very best to unclog it, but that led to Wednesday...

~ Now Wednesday was really Monday. I had communication issues with both teenagers regarding when they would be where for me to pick them up, and on a lack of sleep, that makes me very crabby. But we finally got that mess straightened out, and when the 17 year old came home, the toilet overflowed again. I guess it just doesn't like him. He tried using the plunger, he tried the small snake I have, and when that didn't work, he called one of our friends who is in the construction business. Our friend told him about the clean out pipes that are on the roof, and that he should climb up there and snake from there. So, that's exactly what my son did. Only he had the wrong clean out pipe. And the snake wasn't long enough. Nor was it securely fastened to the little handle thing. Yeah. The long metal snake part is now in the clean out pipe. I suppose I'm going to have to get a plumber to get it out, and probably deal with the toilet that keeps overflowing. Ugh. I did make sure it being there wouldn't affect flushing the one working toilet we have, and the plumber I spoke to assured me there would be no problem. But even though I was sooo tired, after that whole mess, I was to wound up for my usual nap before work.

~ Today, Thursday that is really Monday in disguise, was the 2nd of quite a few dental appointments to fix this crown. Ugh and ow, that's all I have to say about that! And I found out my oldest daughter, the almost 22 year old "I'm-An-Adult-And-Can-Do-What-I-Want" is making some not so wise choices as to who she hangs out with. I can't go into it, but please pray if you think about it. I just pray she will become the responsible person I know she will eventually be before she does something that will make the rest of her life really hard.

But God is still God and still in control, which is enough to cure any Monday. Even though I'm going to have to pay for the plumber and the crown, I have the income tax refund (that I hoped to spend in other ways - but that's life!) I've got some overtime coming up at work (yay! Time and a half!) and my yearly review is at the end of April (yay! a raise!) AND they are even letting me train new 911 operators, so that's an extra 5% for the times I am training. And my kids are God's kids too, and while I know He won't always protect them from making mistakes, I know He's always there to help them pick up the pieces.

Tuesday, April 03, 2007

Blast from the past

Yesterday was one of those freaky days. I got off work, got home, went inside to put my work stuff inside and round up the kids to take them to school, and discovered that I left the keys in the ignition when I went inside. Yeah, I did, and then I closed the door. Apparently in some cars, like mine, when you do that, the doors automatically lock. I don't know what brainiac thought that feature up, but, when you only have one key, it presents a problem! $65 and an hour and a half later, I dropped my kids off at school. Yes, I had to drive them all to school instead of having the youngers get a bus to their school from the big kids school. 12.5 miles one way. So lets add in the cost of the gas at almost $3 a gallon. And then I got reamed out by the school secretary for the unexcused absence. Yeah, what was I supposed to do, let them walk?! My kids are NEVER late, the one time they are, I'm not going to lose sleep over it.

Only I did. I had a really hard time sleeping when I finally got home. And then I woke up too early.

And then after I picked the kids up from school, I had a voice mail message that really threw me for a loop. It was from the FBI agent that knocked on our door March 1st, 2004. Of all the people I never expected to hear from ever in my life again, she was definitely one of them. That day in March 2004, she was very kind to me, and I remember leaving her a voice mail a couple weeks later thanking her for helping my daughter. When I called her back, she did have another reason for calling, which I can't go into at this point, but it was an interesting conversation. The first thing she said was that she had thought of us off and on over the past three years and wondered how we were doing. I was amazed at the details of that day that she remembered that I didn't think she would. I figured it was just another day on the job, but apparently our case stuck with her. She also told me something I didn't know. I assumed that since they swooped down on us the way they did, they had a solid case against my ex-husband from the beginning. I was wrong. When they contacted me that day, they had nothing for which they could arrest him. No direct evidence or witnesses, only beliefs, suspicions and a print out of a chat log that they were able to trace to my house. She said that without my help and cooperation, they wouldn't have been able to arrest him that day. Somehow, I'm really glad to know that.

Didn't make sleeping any easier the rest of the day, but... :)

Sunday, April 01, 2007