I'm itching to get cleaning!!! I'm making a mental check list of everything that needs to be done to get ready for the warm weather. So when the kids are home for spring break in a couple of weeks, we ALL will get busy!
1. Rake the leaves we forgot to in the fall
2. Make a natural concoction to kill every little stinkin clover that thinks it is going to take take up residence in my lawn. Not this year you hideous varment!
3.Paint!!!
4.Remove the tree that has turned into a 50 foot bush in our front yard. (back story) When I was pregnant with Bella I decided to chop down a smallish maple tree that was stupidly placed in our front yard. The remaining stump sprouted many trunks and now looks like a confused half breed tree/bush... It needs to be taken out of it's and my misery.)
5.Fix all the door frames that are wounded from being slammed by woman, teens and tweens... and a feisty five year old.
6.Repair deck railings
7.Reclaim my sun room
8.Clean under the deck... might just send Peter in on that solo... that's where the hairy spiders live.
9. Remove the dead squirrel from the pool. I was hoping a hawk would spot it an do the honors for me but alas he is still hanging out and floating belly up.
10. RELAX And sing to a bubble, while little birds make me some tea and cute non rabid mice rub my feet.
It all looks so good on paper! I'll update after spring break and give the results!
Of course I have total confidence in my family. They never fail me! Plus the Commander in Chief will keep them all in line!
That blog title could be the story of my life. I guess many could claim it. Sometimes life rolls smoothly along and sometimes like for the past 45 years life insists on playing a constant game of Dodge Ball. Only it keeps throwing hard ass balls when I'm not looking. Getting nailed has become so common that I barely notice the sting anymore. Just another tuck n roll..
But you know everyone has their limits. Can I formally call a time out? Is that allowed in the game of life?
How about a cease fire so I can catch my breath?
Sometimes you get me in such a tither I can't see straight! I act like a twitchie, touchie, moody, lunatic. You make me do things I would never, NEVER do under more lucid conditions.And although at these moments I must look rather humorous to others .. I'm not laughing! Like, I'm not laughing when I get into the car and can't remember where I'm going or which kid I'm supposed to be picking up because my mind is dodging that ball aimed at my head. Or when I'm caught "talking" to you in public and get caught! Oh that's just great! See people think I'm talking to myself, they don't realize I'm addressing "LIFE"! I choose to walk away from this stupid game. I refuse to play. So life, what are you going to do now?
I choose to not be hit anymore. I choose to be bigger than the ball that keeps slamming me and my family.
The next time you throw the ball I'm going to catch it and then I'm going to promptly hand it to Jesus .. then "life" you better run! Cause when Jesus aims He doesn't miss!
He's playin' for me now!He is in charge of my "life"! And you need a lesson! So while Jesus is playing Dodge Ball for me, I'm going to soak up the sun and read a book. Maybe even have some tea. Maybe even shower! I refuse to lose the laughter and the joy that I still have. Right after I cut Emmie some more cheese.She's like a little mouse! Nakie , eating cheese and watching Signing Time. Could not be cuter! Sorry no pic, cause she's nakie... come to think of it, she spends a lot of time without clothes lately.
It's so easy to get caught up in the drama of life. Everyone has it. You really can't hide from it. My fault is I let the bad blind me from any good. I let it suck the happiness out of me. I refuse to take joy in anything when the bad stuff is overwhelming me. And that's wrong!!! There can be joy amidst difficult and even scary times. And it is hard to laugh when you're in a situation that looks pretty bleak. But what I need to constantly remind myself is .. Jesus has the ball! This game is a piece of cake for Him. And He wants me to win!
My failing is not in His plans for me. He wants me to be happy, right where I am, and He is begging me to remember that at any moment something wonderful could happen.
So I will wait patiently for my future something wonderful while enjoying my gifts of the present. And keeping humor close at hand. Laughter is the best medicine for staying sane in the midst of insane situations.
Now how could I not at least crack a smile , when I look at these two!
The sound of birds chirping is so typical.. I've got Emmie singing this morning!
Don't ask me what, she makes it up as she goes along.
And what screams spring more than blue toes!
Aren't they lovely! Complements of big sister Bella!
Flippies and sundresses are right around the corner! I can feel it !
And I had to add this,picture. It has nothing to do with spring, but it's Emmie reading a book as the teacher and showing the class the pictures! Too cute!
Yes, that 's a Christmas book, LOL Keep thinking warm thoughts!
Emmie has no idea how to throw up. How's that for a hook sentence. Sorry for the bluntness and probably unwanted visual, but I'm shocked! I thought that disgusting act was instinctual. Em is clueless. So I guess you all figured out Miss Em was sick recently. In the wee hours of Sunday morning it attacked. Thankfully 5 hours later it was gone and no one else has gotten it (knock on wood) But My heart broke as I realized Em really was in the dark about how to vomit (sorry) On a lighter note, my van is dead again. Still waiting for someone to yell April Fools!!!!!
So far April has been a freaking blast.
On an even lighter note Emmie has been counting up a storm today.
4,5 4,5 4 5, 7
She is also showing her "spirited" side.
She was mad at me today because I wouldn't give her something that she wanted to eat, so she took the spoon I was using and threw it in the garbage... while she was there i guess she spotted something she couldn't resist. I felt something hit me in the back of my legs (with some force, may I add) Turning to see what it was I was slightly grossed out and very upset to see a yukky wet pull up at my feet. An the face of a little stinker staring at me from the garbage.
