About half of my blogroll has this going on, so I'm just following the crowd (for once).
1. If Jesus hadn't of saved me, I don't know where I'd be.
2. I have 2 wonderful boys, ages 7 and 5.
3. One great husband of almost 9 YEARS!
4. My butt rarely sees the sunshine (but who's does, really)
5. I love to sing. I think I've always loved to sing...I have audio tapes of made-up songs and radio shows from when I was a kid.
6. My mom died 5 years ago this April. In fact, both parents I grew up with in my household have died--both of cancer.
7. My biological dad is still living--he lives 3 hours away.
8. Because of #7, I have a brother and a sister. I love them bunches.
9. I wert public schooled. (I really did enjoy it) But the 80's were different than today. They now have metal detectors at my high school.
10. I struggle with anger.
11. I love fire. In general, I like being warm. All the time.
12. We plan on having our house paid off before we are 40.
13. We eat organic, and rarely eat meat.
14. I am an interesting cook, but I'm getting better.
15. We are going to take mini-trips once a month. And stay in a tent.
16. I'm doing the best job in the world--being a mom and wife.
17. My house is cluttered. It bugs me, but I get overwhelmed when I try to reign it in.
18. I want dreds. I may get them for my birthday (FEB!)
19. I not only homeschool, but I teach the preschool age at our church.
20. I want to help the poor, elderly, and orphaned.
21. Coffee and tea is wonderful
22. I am trying my hand at gardening, and plan to do some commune-type gardening so that I don't have to take care of 10 differents crops.
23. I heart blogs--they enrich my life and teach me.
24. Reading is a renewed passion in my life.
25. I will be a winter bird some day, as Iowa is so d*** cold.
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Friday, January 23, 2009
Tuesday, January 20, 2009
Inauguration Thoughts, oh, and the tooth.
First, I did not watch the inauguration. I don't think I even watched Bush #2's inauguration. I think I did watch Clinton's only because I was a young adult then, and my parents were liberal. Now the issue is that I just don't watch TV, unless it's Survivor or a movie. In college, I loved TV to get away from reading. Now, I get away from TV to read.
Anyway, I knew I wasn't going to watch it. Why? Well let me tell you about something that made me cry inside. On our local news, there was a mini-parade honoring our soon to be president. Do you know what he was riding on? A donkey. There was also a woman waving a palm branch. Does any of this ring a bell? No, I say, this man in not our messiah. I felt so ashamed--like what is our country allowing? He may instill hope in America, that's great. We need it. But people are carrying this too far. What I foresee happening is that he will instill hope, America will start buying crap from foreign nations more than ever, and our economy will heal. Yipee. Sorry to be so bleak, but how much more end times can we get?
Moving on to more positive--well, kid-related events. My youngest son had a tooth removed as nature did not intend. It's sad that his first tooth had to be so unpleasant. But, he survived and was so brave. We did lots of hand puppets (his favorite) and had some good laughs together. If I didn't say from the last post, he did not need nitrous oxide. He had the max dose of Novocaine. All of his cavities are starting in between his teeth. Also, his teeth are so small and tight together like mine were. Poor guy. Oh well, at least with teeth we get a second chance.
Anyway, I knew I wasn't going to watch it. Why? Well let me tell you about something that made me cry inside. On our local news, there was a mini-parade honoring our soon to be president. Do you know what he was riding on? A donkey. There was also a woman waving a palm branch. Does any of this ring a bell? No, I say, this man in not our messiah. I felt so ashamed--like what is our country allowing? He may instill hope in America, that's great. We need it. But people are carrying this too far. What I foresee happening is that he will instill hope, America will start buying crap from foreign nations more than ever, and our economy will heal. Yipee. Sorry to be so bleak, but how much more end times can we get?
Moving on to more positive--well, kid-related events. My youngest son had a tooth removed as nature did not intend. It's sad that his first tooth had to be so unpleasant. But, he survived and was so brave. We did lots of hand puppets (his favorite) and had some good laughs together. If I didn't say from the last post, he did not need nitrous oxide. He had the max dose of Novocaine. All of his cavities are starting in between his teeth. Also, his teeth are so small and tight together like mine were. Poor guy. Oh well, at least with teeth we get a second chance.
Tuesday, January 13, 2009
Emergency
On the search for a mercury-free dentist. Why, you ask? Oh, only that my 5 year old has horrible teeth. I feel like a wretch of a mother. Thursday was the day of my wee one's tooth extraction. The dentist then informed us to eat cold items the rest of the day. Ice cream...um, sugar? Here is a glimpse into my hindsight thinking. Children do not go to the dentist until they are school aged (5), or so I thought. I only have my father to ask, and he also told me I did not go until then. So dutifully, I brought my oldest when he was 5. My first tip off should have been when my oldest had cavities. Just a fluke, I thought. I'm 30 and have never had cavities.
Last Wednesday after art class, youngest keeps saying his chin hurts. Odd, so we stop in to see a dentist. Maybe he can look? Of course not. So we make an appt. Well, by the time I drive back over to our side of town, I'm really concerned. He is still crying. We get to the grocery store to buy some gum numbing agent. By the time we are home, his face is swelling. This is not just his mouth. I take him to the walk-in clinic, praying that we don't get something that is actually contageous, only to wait an hour with a boy throwing up in the waiting room. Enter praise moment: The r.n. on call is anti immunizations. Holy cow. We had a good talk--her name is Monika A. and she works there on Mon, Wed, and Sat. (note to self).
The doctor does not know what this swelling is. A blood test is taken. His white count is 11. High is 13. Finally I just ask if she could, as a doctor's order, refer me immediately to a dentist. Dentist land will not take me if it's not an emergency. They would also need him on antibiotics (which he now has). For being so patient, I want to give my little one anything he wants. He's had such a rough day. He insists on Arby's--remember we hadn't eaten all night, and it was already 8:30.
We had a surprisingly healthy meal, and more bonding time. I love that kid. I'll have to tell you about the extraction day later. I'm tired. Good night.
Last Wednesday after art class, youngest keeps saying his chin hurts. Odd, so we stop in to see a dentist. Maybe he can look? Of course not. So we make an appt. Well, by the time I drive back over to our side of town, I'm really concerned. He is still crying. We get to the grocery store to buy some gum numbing agent. By the time we are home, his face is swelling. This is not just his mouth. I take him to the walk-in clinic, praying that we don't get something that is actually contageous, only to wait an hour with a boy throwing up in the waiting room. Enter praise moment: The r.n. on call is anti immunizations. Holy cow. We had a good talk--her name is Monika A. and she works there on Mon, Wed, and Sat. (note to self).
The doctor does not know what this swelling is. A blood test is taken. His white count is 11. High is 13. Finally I just ask if she could, as a doctor's order, refer me immediately to a dentist. Dentist land will not take me if it's not an emergency. They would also need him on antibiotics (which he now has). For being so patient, I want to give my little one anything he wants. He's had such a rough day. He insists on Arby's--remember we hadn't eaten all night, and it was already 8:30.
We had a surprisingly healthy meal, and more bonding time. I love that kid. I'll have to tell you about the extraction day later. I'm tired. Good night.
Wednesday, January 7, 2009
No, I'm not still in the elevator...
I'll shortly wrap up the elevator story in a bit. First, some thoughts rambling in my head. "Sayings from the chillins,'" and 2 more lost teeth for December 2008. Here we go.
#1: "I need overalls and to color my hair yellow."
me: (thoroughly confused). "Whhyyy?"
#1: "Then I'll be like Dennis the Menace. I do have a slingshot."
God gave me children to make me not be so serious. I just had to burst out laughing on this one. How random.
Second, tooth # ? happened sometime at the beginning of the month. Tooth # ? happened while out of town at a campground with hubby's family on Dec. 27th. More on that trip in a later post. Sorry for the saga of the oldest's teeth; I just have to get it down on "paper"as a memory.
OK, now for the "rest of the story..." Last post left me yelling for my sons', as I recall. Oldest hears me, and goes to get a librarian. Right about then, I'd wished I hadn't left the house so darn fast. I always leave my dang cell phone. Oh well. I happen to have paper and pen in my purse and send oldest on an errand to have librarian call hubby. Who knows how long I will be here? I want him to come with my mobile ramp to hitch me off this ride. I realize at this point, I have a choice. I can be ticked off, or have a good attitude. I picked the good attitude. Yahoo me. We homeschool--we don't really have to be anywhere.
So the librarians fiddle with the buttons, but to no avail. It would be 10-15 minutes until the repair guy would show. Woo hoo. Shortly after, hubby came to the rescue b4 the repair guy arrived. I was safely out to the bottom floor. There was no way up their steep steps back to the main level--my ramp's not that glorious, so we were "stuck" on the childrens' book floor. The chair lift had to be fixed, or else I'd be sleeping at the library that night. Lo and behold, it was "fixed" and I was set free. I'm not saying completely fixed, folks. It barely got me to the main level. I will never ride that thing again.
Love to all!
#1: "I need overalls and to color my hair yellow."
me: (thoroughly confused). "Whhyyy?"
#1: "Then I'll be like Dennis the Menace. I do have a slingshot."
God gave me children to make me not be so serious. I just had to burst out laughing on this one. How random.
Second, tooth # ? happened sometime at the beginning of the month. Tooth # ? happened while out of town at a campground with hubby's family on Dec. 27th. More on that trip in a later post. Sorry for the saga of the oldest's teeth; I just have to get it down on "paper"as a memory.
OK, now for the "rest of the story..." Last post left me yelling for my sons', as I recall. Oldest hears me, and goes to get a librarian. Right about then, I'd wished I hadn't left the house so darn fast. I always leave my dang cell phone. Oh well. I happen to have paper and pen in my purse and send oldest on an errand to have librarian call hubby. Who knows how long I will be here? I want him to come with my mobile ramp to hitch me off this ride. I realize at this point, I have a choice. I can be ticked off, or have a good attitude. I picked the good attitude. Yahoo me. We homeschool--we don't really have to be anywhere.
So the librarians fiddle with the buttons, but to no avail. It would be 10-15 minutes until the repair guy would show. Woo hoo. Shortly after, hubby came to the rescue b4 the repair guy arrived. I was safely out to the bottom floor. There was no way up their steep steps back to the main level--my ramp's not that glorious, so we were "stuck" on the childrens' book floor. The chair lift had to be fixed, or else I'd be sleeping at the library that night. Lo and behold, it was "fixed" and I was set free. I'm not saying completely fixed, folks. It barely got me to the main level. I will never ride that thing again.
Love to all!
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