tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-74496100098584672792024-03-18T20:20:30.429-07:00For My FANS!!!!Just MEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03488936374544330333noreply@blogger.comBlogger62125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7449610009858467279.post-67951267672717910752011-08-16T12:16:00.000-07:002011-08-16T12:16:03.939-07:00I have a blog?Very healthy 9 pound boy born July 13th! Since then we have been busy managing 4 crazy kids. Everything could not have gone any better. I am so blessed. Baby was baptized last weekend! Our oldest son is preparing for kindergarten. First dag of school is Thursday. I do have so much to say but we are just too busy around these parts! Special thanks to all of my fav bloggers for giving me plenty to read while nursing my beautiful baby boy. God bless. I will update soon!Just MEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03488936374544330333noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7449610009858467279.post-74835576614396517782011-06-29T13:57:00.000-07:002011-06-29T13:57:51.344-07:00Pictures!37 weeks. I feel like I am contracting every minute. But, I guess since I was blessed with twins in my last pregnancy this is the norm for me. I am scheduled for my C Section July 18th. My twins' birthday is the 21st. I am hoping to go a bit sooner. I feel bad that the twins have to share their birthday with another sibling! My husband insists it just means we can have a bigger party. <br />
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I thought I would include a few rare pictures of myself the last few weeks of my pregnancy. Better late than never. Right?<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">As you can tell, I have gained a HORRID amount of weight this pregnancy. I think I even weigh more than when I had the twins. I pray that I can get back to a decent weight after this bundle of boy. I am assuming this boy is at least the size of a small toddler anyway. I have really let lose during this pregnancy. You know, the SEE FOOD diet. I am so embarrassed. You can just SEE the look in others eyes when they see me. Just like it would be if you saw Marshmallow Man cruising down Main Street. All kidding aside, this is all worth it. All I want is this boy to be so healthy, but we will take him no matter what! </div><br />
My kids and I have been attending vacation bible school at our church. It has been incredibly awesome. I am so proud of how much my kids are learning and how willing they are to learn. My oldest son is really putting me to shame. He is LIVING the way I should be living. Such a faithful little boy. If I don't step up my game soon, he will begin to think he should start slacking too. Girlfriend needs to step it up. Should be easier since New Kids on The Block are reuniting. "Step by Step OHHHH BABYA" <br />
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With my ever expanding belly. My daughter is just brimming with excitement over her new brother to be. She asked me yesterday " Mommy, when I have my own babies will I still be a daughter?" I answered " Of course, you will be a daughter, wife, sister, and mother" Then she replied " If I don't like my baby can I give it to you?" OH MY! Really. This is the thought of a soon to be 4 year old. Wow. I replied that she will love her baby just as much as I love her and her brothers. God would pick out the perfect baby for her. I also made a point to tell her all of the different ways Mommy's become mothers. I explained adoption to her. It is so important for her to know that she can be a mommy even if she can't carry a baby. Obviously, we don't know that now. But, a casual mention can't hurt. It might spare her feelings in the future. I don't know. BTW, not looking forward to the questions from her teenage years AT ALL!<br />
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I hope you all have a VERY SAFE 4th. We hope to go to a pool party, sport lots of sunscreen and hit up the Cars 2 movie. God Bless! Sorry for the silly pictures. There is NO CHANCE in me posting my big behind. It might shut down blogger with too many pixels or something.<br />
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I am almost 34 weeks along. Stressing out so much more than I can remember with my other two pregnancies. I have tried to plan/prepare for everything that I can think of. But, as we all know, the big guy makes all of the plans. So we shall see. Still no name for this baby boy. I would feel much better if we had a few good choices... but alas, no luck yet. <br />
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I do have so much to write about. But time is a bit short today. Baseball season for my big boy is fully in swing. Just finished ballet for my daughter. We have had a busy summer already! <br />
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Suggestions on NFP? My husband and I have not used artificial birth control. But, I believe our previous "pregnancy avoidance" may not be in line with our faith. Any help, resources or thoughts on this greatly appreciated. I do plan on nursing this baby for a year. So that should help. Right?<br />
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Stay cool and I will fill you all in next week! God Bless.Just MEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03488936374544330333noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7449610009858467279.post-36443413349454278352011-04-29T13:57:00.000-07:002011-04-29T13:57:09.137-07:00Smoking is a lot like StarbucksOk. Growing up, both of my parents were smokers. Now my mom finally quit and my Dad still hides/lies about still smoking. I never really had the need or urge to start smoking. However, because my parents both smoked, I really really tried to give it a go. Why not? They love it. If I could enjoy something as much as that it would be great right? So I can remember on a few occasions stealing a few cigarettes from good ole' mums purse and holding on to those bad boys until the time was right. I can remember one summer day when home alone giving the smoking a whirl. One deep breath, not a chance of inhaling that death smoke and I was done. I said heck to the naw. This stinks. IT IS NOT FUN AT ALL. When I turned 18, one of the privileges is buying cigarettes, which I did. Again, never smoked a one. It was too much work to learn to like smoking. To this day I still don't understand it at all. I am glad Iam still mystified. I guess on the other hand, people cannot understand why I love me some brownies and marshmallow cream. But, by the way I look, they can tell I love it!<br />
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Anyhoo, I kinda feel the same way about Starbucks. ALL of the cool kids I know go there often. No problemo to drop a cool five spot on a very tiny drink. I've tried. The cost I justify as " I deserve this" After many, many, many failed attempts, I cannot find a mocha, chocka non- fat, caramel machiatio, shaken, 2 shots with frap chips that I love. That I just love and would spend 1 million on because it is so good. No such luck. How do yoiy know where to start, what you will love? I even tried the IPhone Starbucks app to see if it would work. It did but the dude at the counter laughed at me.Said I might like this "blah blah machino" better. So I got that. Good enough. I kept the cup in my car so I could look at the sticker again to know how to order. I have some meetings here at the bucket of stars and I would love to know what I could order that would justify my kids not getting extra money in their college fund. Btw, decaf all the way.<br />
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Still no name for this beautiful baby that I am baking right now. My oldest son said " Well you can't call him baby for too long, maybe baby, then little boy, boy, teenager, adult, old man and old old man" So at least we have choices!<br />
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Have a blessed weekend!Just MEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03488936374544330333noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7449610009858467279.post-35608795425226614342011-03-16T14:18:00.000-07:002011-03-16T14:18:57.668-07:00Plan vs PrepareFunny what a little sunshine can do! What a beautiful day God has made today! THANK YOU! I feel great. The sun is shining. How lovely. Amazing what God can work up in just a days time.<br />
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Work has been challenging this year. I think to myself "It is all God's plan" But then I wonder. I can't just be ok with what is happening. I need to do something about it. Right? Maybe by understanding that God has a hand in all of our plans, it allows me to free myself of the disappointment. If a meeting with a client doesn't go the way <em>I </em>want it to then I say it was Gods will. No need to lament or drown in the disappointment.Pick up and keep trying right? If not, I would really be completely down in the dumps all of the time. <br />
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In the back of my mind I am wondering what I am to be taught from this "drought" in my business. In hindsight, I can see many results from what I have prayed for. They were so gradual..on God's time. God has delivered tenfold and in His own way. <br />
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The hardest part is listening. Am I doing what He wants me to. What is this time in my business career telling me? New career? That just doesn't feel right to me. I do enjoy what I do. I have flexibility as a mother to do what I need to do. I make a decent living. So asking me, I just don't think a new career is an option. <br />
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I think about Mary often these days. When Joseph discovered she was pregnant he was going to quietly divorce her to spare her shame. The shame of being pregnant and not married. Mary accepted this shame willingly in order to follow God's plans for her. Stay with me on this one....What if God really wants me to change jobs?or worse what if the company I represent says "See ya l8r!!" Granted, my situation would have to be very dire for this to happen. But if that did happen, I too would feel shame , embarrassment, complete failure. Pride much? It is a HUGE worry for me now. Again, realistically, my job is secure now. But, just thinking about the possibility, eeek. <br />
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God's plan is His plan. I just need to be prepared to answer Him with a "yes" like Mary did. I need to rest in Him. Place my worries in His hands. Pray that I can discern His will for me versus my own. Easy peasy?Just MEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03488936374544330333noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7449610009858467279.post-90811610803072156242011-03-03T10:46:00.000-08:002011-03-03T10:46:01.490-08:00Hodge podgeWe found out last week that baby number 4 is a... BOY! More importantly, the ultrasound showed that everything is normal. I was convinced that this next blessing was a girl. So a surprise to me! Our daughter was planning to have the baby crib in her room. When I told her she would be having a little brother she was happy.....but she said her room is "girls only" and baby brother needed to find another place to sleep. This coming from a 3 year old. Crazy! Her twin brother graciously welcomes his new brother into his room. So a crib moving we will go!<br />
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As I stare at my babies pictures on my desk, am just overwhelmed with how blessed I am in this moment. Chewing on my red twizzler helps too. I cant get enough of those! My stomach says enough. But my mind keeps on going... <br />
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Anyhoo. I plan to really get down and dirty this weekend getting the house in order. Only 5 months to go until baby boy. Since I already have 3 kids, that 5 months is really like only having 2 weeks. Between sickness, school, and activities time flies so fast. I like to be prepared too. :) <br />
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I have been a Catholic all of my life. However, I feel like I have been in a constant conversion process for the past 6 years. I learn so much from reading all of your blogs. Last year, Queen B talked about her Magificat magazine. I didn't even know what it was!!! So I checked it out. They sent me a free copy. I asked for it for Christmas. I am on my second month. I DO love it dearly. However, I am not too committed to the readings as I hoped I would be. I always seem to miss either the morning or evening readings. I pray that during my Lenten journey I will be better at using this awesome tool.<br />
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Speaking of Lent. I am again very excited. Excited because our oldest son, who is 5, is really asking great questions. I plan to take him to adoration and the stations of the cross. Mama JD's family is giving up donuts. I suggested this to my son. He is on board too. We are a donut loving family. I hope to also incorporate something that will foster good will amongst my kids. Stuff that they can do for each other. During advent, we had Jesus in a manger. Anytime they did something nice for each other, they got to put straw in their manger. They still ask if they can do this 4 months after Christmas! I'd better get crackin' on that too. <br />
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Thanks so much for taking time to leave comments and for writing your blogs. God bless!Just MEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03488936374544330333noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7449610009858467279.post-19274520573851518932011-02-16T10:57:00.000-08:002011-02-16T10:57:23.953-08:00I am going to have to ice WHAT????<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Being my 3rd pregnancy (4th child) you would think I would know pretty much how things go. The body changes to expect in pregnancy. The emotional swings. Lack of sleep. But lately, I have been experiencing some lets say "pain" in my girl parts that seemed to be a bit uncomfortable. Almost like I have been kicked repeatedly there. I know way more info than expected. Now, I am sharing because I had NO CLUE at all that this is possible. ( what I am about to say :) )</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Anyhoo, being the awesome worrier I am , I dialed the doc. She asked me to come in to get checked. Not dilated. Nope. Drum roll. It was VARICOSE VEINS IN MY GIRL???? What? Apparently common enough,especially if you have had multiple pregnancies and if the veins run in your family. Painful now. As my baby grows, so will the pain. EEEEK! But good news ladies!!!! There <em>is</em> a solution. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Not only can I alleviate my vein issue, I will not have to worry about my hubby wanting any action because </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;">So yes, many surprises with even a 3rd pregnancy. But this is nothing. As long as baby is healthy, I would carry the moon if I had too. </div>Just MEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03488936374544330333noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7449610009858467279.post-87998582402388319872011-02-16T10:29:00.001-08:002011-02-16T10:29:30.942-08:00How did she do it?Sarah you won!!!!! Can you believe it tough competition but you hung in there guurl! I will drop you an email soon!Just MEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03488936374544330333noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7449610009858467279.post-55538690201580193122011-02-08T10:48:00.000-08:002011-02-08T10:52:17.732-08:00My first giveaway- tear- I'm growin' upI have raved about how Lighthouse Catholic Media's CD of the month has improved my faith. So, here it is. My very first giveaway. A bit funny for me to do so. Knowing that I probably have only 2 real readers. But no big shakes. I am sure EVERYONE will be clamoring for this CD.<br />
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I promise, the speakers are not boring. They really are great. To win this unbelievable prize <br />
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</ol>That's it. Tell your friends. This is a once in a February 2011 opportunity :) Don't forget, there will be TWO lucky winners! I will announce the winners on Feb 17.Just MEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03488936374544330333noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7449610009858467279.post-63802820146419388672011-02-01T10:14:00.000-08:002011-02-01T10:14:10.265-08:00Shoot.Yesterday I had to run to Walmart to pick up a few staples. Wally world was packed to the brim. People were buying snow blowers, shovels, salt, and tons of food. Preparing for the 12-20 inches of snow we are about to receive. This storm has given all of us time to prepare for it. Anticipation almost makes it worse wondering how bad it will actually be. Nervous about my assistant and my sitter possibly driving in the weather, I close my office. Snow day for the kids. My poor hubby will have to work no matter what. Very worried about tomorrow. <br />
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All of this makes me think about preparation. If we prepared for Jesus like we do for the snow, what a change would come. We wouldn't have to worry about those daily worries. We would be prepared. Lately, I have been slacking on my preparation. I REALLY need to go to confession. Those everyday sins just pile up like 12-20 inches of snow. Weighing me down. Making life harder. White out conditions where I have a hard time seeing God. Feeling his presence. Frozen really.Frozen in acting like I have faith. Being the faithful Catholic that I know I am.Just MEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03488936374544330333noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7449610009858467279.post-66445389619457742032011-01-25T12:22:00.000-08:002011-01-25T12:29:34.944-08:00On hold with the IRSYou might find it hard to believe. I have been married to David Letterman and Tom Sizemore. Yep. You may have missed it on the news. Also, when I got pregnant, the doctor thought it would be best to artificially impregnate my 53 year old mother so she could be a surrogate. Ya know... so I could have twins again? <br />
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Many thanks go out to Celebrity Rehab and Big Love. Because if I hadn't fallen asleep watching these shows, my pregnancy dreams might actually be normal. Not sure were Letterman comes in at. Probably because he likes the non -makeup wearing, slightly chubby gals. Which, is how I am feeling nowadays. I wake in the morning feeling these dreams are completely true, so real. David Letterman and Tom Sizemore...Really? Maybe I should watch re-runs of Saved By the Bell. The problem would be if Mr Belding and Screech made it into my dreams. Eeek. <br />
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Since I don't have a bouncer guarding the entrance to my head. Bottom line, I need to fall asleep to better programing. I am scared to watch EWTN before bed. I cant control my silly mind at night, so lets keep the priests and nuns out of my active imagination for now. <br />
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Reality TV.. in today- out tomorrow. What happened to all of those shows about the <em>trials </em>of the tanning industry? Blow Out with Jonathan Anton. So funny. Where did that go? Flipping Out-ehhh OK. Can you tell I watch Bravo too much. The all- time family fav every week WIPE OUT. So incredibly stupid and mindless. Just perfect tv. Sometimes that's just what you need. So, with that mindless POST, I'm Seacrest OUT.<br />
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Side note-- I have turned on the oven to cook dinner. Only to find that somehow I turned it off. Dinner time has taken hours at our house. I AM LOSING MY MIND!Just MEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03488936374544330333noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7449610009858467279.post-91803523810951620872011-01-24T08:36:00.000-08:002011-01-24T08:36:35.880-08:00BA BA BLING - Bring it!Mothers. of girls. Want to hear your daughter say " Mom, you are the best mother in the whole world" Do I have the easy cheap solution for you. BLING STRING. Oh yes. Oh yes. My three year old daughter shrieked with delight when I told her she could have rainbow, pink, and purple "sparkles" put in her hair. $15 dollars later...my daughter was thrown' down some serious baba bling. <br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;">I am totally the coolest mom...to bad she is only three and doesnt know any better. Do you think bling strings will work when she is 15?</div>Just MEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03488936374544330333noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7449610009858467279.post-81732013846337323962011-01-20T10:38:00.000-08:002011-01-20T10:38:40.649-08:00Is it because I will be old? 31????Work is so slow but I just cant bring myself to blog. I feel like I should be doing something to drum up business. But, alas, after several inches of snow, a blogging I will go. <br />
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I have been leaving comments on peoples blogs. At least I thought I was? I don't know. But somehow I have messed that up. Thanks to all who continue to leave comments for me... Queen B... you must be a stellar doctor in training.. I am totally pregnant. I will be hitting the 14 week end of this week. I probably wont blog much about the pregnancy. Totally chicken. But a few notes on baby #4. At almost (eeekkkk) 31 years young, this pregnancy has not been as forgiving as my last two in my 20's. I feel like such a loser. Seriously sick and ick most of the time. Just waiting to get back into the swing of things. I am already showing for sure. I am about 10-15 pounds heavier(starting weight) than in my last pregnancies. Plus, since I had twins last time, I think I "popped" at 3 weeks :) Maybe an exaggeration. But still.<br />
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We are all just completely blessed by the news. But as I blogged before, very shocked at some of the seemingly negative comments. Again, we are all thrilled and cant wait to see our HEALTHY baby.<br />
In other news, dinner time. A total stressor in my house. My husband refuses to eat grown up food. Thus, the kids wont eat it. Then I don't make it. So what does a gal do? Make the darn food anyway! I am going to try e-mealz.com. Totally cheap and will fit our lifestyle. I think this is exactly what my family needs to eat better. Only $5 a month. Worth a shot. <br />
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Keep warm!!!Just MEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03488936374544330333noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7449610009858467279.post-25709618414729070232011-01-06T10:56:00.000-08:002011-01-06T10:56:50.844-08:00Beware--<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4ojJ7JmgqkU-G9Ef22ezjGXIOtwkhI5e0pQOUa0MtpS4FTyhu9GIy2F1OXhFPi_IvUPEJJJytYZoUMKInx3TfkpEac0URHpHSfLbGQ_U31iRNOKrH9ULkQp6qSe7oikTrzhTjxEM1pyg/s1600/Husband.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" n4="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4ojJ7JmgqkU-G9Ef22ezjGXIOtwkhI5e0pQOUa0MtpS4FTyhu9GIy2F1OXhFPi_IvUPEJJJytYZoUMKInx3TfkpEac0URHpHSfLbGQ_U31iRNOKrH9ULkQp6qSe7oikTrzhTjxEM1pyg/s1600/Husband.jpg" /></a></div><br />
I found this on <a href="http://morelikemary-morelikeme.blogspot.com/2010/10/why-i-love-my-husband-explanation.html">More like Mary- More like Me</a> blog. Join in, blog it and leave me a comment. <br />
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Lately I haven't been feeling well at all. Frankly, I am so annoyed at myself. So I can imagine the added stress that it places on my husband. My hubby has graciously taken the reigns in our home. He has stepped it up and helped so much with the kids. I feel horrible like such a loser for all of the slack he has had to pick up. I am grateful to have him.<br />
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Last night I made him salmon patties which he loves( why I don't know) But I burnt them and had to throw my family's dinner away. In our smoke filled home, my hubby ate a sandwich instead.<br />
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I am such a scaredy cat at night. All of the littlest noises make me think that we have bad guys in our home. I am so grateful that he has no problem getting up in the wee hours of the night to check things out. <br />
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My hubby use to work 3rd shift...totally stank. With all of the kids, it was much easier to have them sleep with me at night. Especially since I was always dealing with the kids' chronic illness. By the grace of God, my hubby now works days. Most mornings we wake up with all of the kids in the bed. No grumbles on his part.<br />
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God definitely has brought my hubby and I though a lot of challenges and suffering. Sometimes, I just didn't know how we were going to fair. But,we are stronger than ever and continue to work through those tough times. He is a no quit kind of guy. Both of my parents are serial divorcees...so quitting is how they roll.<br />
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I get down a lot with my job. Not break dancing down ( Paula Abdul !! are you reading my blog ...Again????) ((I guess you do have to be drunk to want to read through this mush)) Hubby is always there and says " Don't you remember this time last year was just like this" Even though he is not right, it does make me feel a bit better.<br />
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My husband converted to Catholicism a few short months after we married. What a tremendous gift that is to our marriage and our kids. This is the ultimate blessing.<br />
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My husband it the GREATEST father in the world. Sorry ladies... Ive got you beat. He loves our kids so much. Never questions any activity we do for them. He scoops up my babies and hugs them tight and kisses follow. He is all theirs as soon as he comes home from work. I love how he shows his love to them.<br />
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We get mice. We aren't dirtballs. But we get mice. Disgusting. Guess who has that duty. My loving husband. Totally stinks. Anything dirty, gross, or buggy....has his name all over it.<br />
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My husband is ok with all of my compltely irrational( sometimes) worries. He listens, doesnt try to talk me out of them ( he wouldnt win) and tries to make me feel better. <br />
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So many other reasons I love him. Really. I couldnt possibly be married to me. It would be awful! So maybe thats his greatest strength... he can handle me as his wife.<br />
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Thank you God for my man. Thanks for allowing us to continue to grow in our marriage.Just MEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03488936374544330333noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7449610009858467279.post-81273143567662929732010-12-15T12:12:00.000-08:002010-12-15T12:12:03.370-08:0012-6+4-1x9-9/18Argh! Why do I feel like I am getting the flu even though I had a flu shot. Why are my kidlets acting pre -flu like even though they got the shot? Palease flu do not come to my house. You are not invited. Stay the frank away! I mean it. I will tell on you!<br />
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Today is my last day at the office until the first of the year. Thank goodness! This is made possible by my trusty assistant Jet who will man this shack until I get back. Thanks Jet. <br />
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The kids and I have been trying to keep up with advent activities. Not doing so great of a job. But, something is better than nothing. We have had a great time during this preparation. We have also been talking a lot about babies since baby Jesus has made a debut in our home. My big boy said if we ever have another baby boy he would like to name him "Thunder or XRay" great choices considering that his girl name was "Salad or Sally" for short he said. I bet his name choices mature as he grows older:)<br />
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My husband and I have been discussing the thought of adding a 4th to our team. I love the question when you first tell others you are pregnant. "Oh did you PLAN this?" Really? Does it matter? If I say no, you don't automatically think that I am crazy for having another child. But if I say Yes, its full of "What?!, 4 really" You are on your way to being the Duggars. Frankly, this can be really negative. In the past, I have laughed it off and said "Well, I AM a good Catholic girl" everyone seems to think that's funny. But I don't like making a "mockery" of my faith I guess. In general, I try to make a point in saying my hubby and I are open to the blessings that God has for us.<br />
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Still feeling a bit of the ick. Hope to jump out of my office really soon. That sounds so funny. Dont worry, I have a main floor office :) One more meeting to slam through and I am off like a lamp.<br />
I wish you all a Blessed Christmas and a safe New Year!Just MEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03488936374544330333noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7449610009858467279.post-37380332559007902812010-11-23T14:40:00.000-08:002010-11-23T14:40:40.103-08:00AdorationEveryday, my kids and I discuss what we are thankful for. Everyday, I wake up so thrilled about the gifts God has given me. I AM IN AWE EVERYDAY. No joke, no lie. Really in sheer awe. I see my kids. I get goosebumps every morning. I take a deep breath to calm my self from the overwhelming sense that " this is big". Those kids, that gift .... WOW. When I have a less than stellar day, somehow, my gaze is shifted up. I see the rich blue sky. The leaves that have changed color. So rich and vibrant. Mushy Mushy. Bleh. I feel this don't you? I am thanking God all of the time for all of my blessings. <br />
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One quick note, often my hubby and I go to mass at different times. He and my daughter went on Saturday. My daughter came home and said" Mommy, there where 90 babies at church today" My hubby said " Yeah, and she told me that we didn't have to take one because she has been praying to Jesus to put a baby in mommy's tummy" That's a little weird that a 3 year old wants a baby so bad...cute too. I am sure she will be a great helper when our next child arrives...whenever that may be :)<br />
Have a blessed and safe Thanksgiving. I may blog tomorrow I may not. Peace.Just MEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03488936374544330333noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7449610009858467279.post-51776373808542920242010-11-17T10:51:00.000-08:002010-11-17T10:51:43.407-08:00Not bed bugs, bed blogs.Bed blogging. Do you do it? Do you talk to yourself in blog talk. As if you were writing your blog. Last night I couldn't sleep and ALL I did was bed blog. THE INSANITY! So I guess it is time to get back at it. November is shaping up to be a much better month than last. In fact, by most accounts, I might even go as far to say November has been a stellar month.<br />
My husband and I chimed in our 7 year wedding anniversary. Very nice. His parents gave us money this year? Cant remember getting money for staying married. We have both concluded that they made a bet with someone about how long we would stay married. They must have won and gave us a portion of the earnings:) RIGHT ON!<br />
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My Big Boy is in Pre4 class at a Catholic School. I have not been too impressed with a few areas. First, the teacher is barely covering anything faith based. " God is great, God is good, Let's thank Him for our food" is not on my list of traditional Catholic prayers. Prayers can be anything, yes I know. But, I am sending him to a Catholic school, they should say traditional Catholic prayers. Also, the learning is under par. The teacher is not even planning to teach the whole alphabet. Long story short, spoke to the teacher, voiced my concerns.Not sure much was accomplished. Seriously thought about homeschooling. Yes, homeschooling. <br />
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Here's the deal. I probably would not have considered it if I didn't run into so many bloggy Catholic homeschooling families. When I was a kid, the few home schooled kids that I ran in to were a bit-off. Some were my cousins. As a parent, I want my kids to stay innocent. I want them to thrive in a faith filled environment. I am finding that maybe my expectations for Catholic school are too high. I take the responsibility of teaching my kids their faith. I don't put that on anyone else. But, I just thought more would be happening at a Catholic school. My hubby is not on board with the homeschoolin' and really its just a thought. I can see how easy it would be to switch.<br />
To solidify my dorkiness, I went to a Diocesan Adult Enrichment conference this month. I thought it was awesome. The funny part was 99% of the attendees where Catholic teachers forced to attend. Not me, I went as a parent wanting to learn. I thought the info was great for parents. I got to see the bishop. So cool. I learned so many great tools to use with my kids. One, the "you are special plate" At first, I thought, yeah right like I am going to spend the money on that. But the <strike>salesman </strike> speaker was very convincing. He and his family use it quite often for one special member of the family to eat off of. Then they write on the back the date and occasion. I know this would be so fun. A great way to make sure we take time to praise our kids. <br />
<span lang="EN"> </span>Again, thanks for all that keep blogging and sharing. I am mos' def' reading if I am not writing! So excited about Advent. <br />
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We live in a cornfield in a new home. We get mice when it gets cold. Every year I think, oh, this year we wont get them. Absolutely gross. This morning we were blessed with our first mouse. This mouse could not sing his name in a catchy tune nor could he cook. He was just gross. I heard those squeaks this morning as I started to shriek myself. I knew we had a captive. My lovely heroic aunt who watches the kids for me during the day was brave enough to dispose of the truant. If left up to me, that stinker would have been left for the hubby to dispose of. So, now back to tiptoeing in my home and looking around corners. I just know I am due for a micey to run up my leg and scurry in my hair. Worry much? Bleh.<br />
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Speaking of little Rattioulle, my son was SO excited about his visit. He could not wait to tell everyone at Pre K. I am sure he will have LOTS of friends over now to the mouse house.<br />
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The white Catholic vote. I heard that term several times on the news last night. I was proud that Catholics seemed to rally against this mess that is happening. I cannot believe that our government wanted tax payers to pay for contraceptives and abortions. COME ON. MY MONEY!!!! Right. The whole idea is abhorrent to me. I do agree that there are varying degrees of the Catholic. Those who just identify as Catholic and those who practice Catholicism. Maybe it was just the fact that no one is happy with government. And frankly, most people are either Practicing or Pretend Catholics anyway. Maybe its always been a "Catholic Vote" Either way, I was proud that we made a difference in our vote. Now lets see the REAL change that we have all been waiting for.<br />
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We were all out eating a few days ago. At the table next to us was a couple and their baby. My daughter looked up at me and said "Take it!!" I said "What?!" Again she said "Take it" She wanted me to take their baby! The couple heard, I laughed it off. But, I guess they are ready for a baby brother or sister. I will also make sure to patt her down when she is near any baby...just a precaution. <br />
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So there you have it. Blogity blog silence shattered. peace.Just MEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03488936374544330333noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7449610009858467279.post-12272438943101032462010-10-08T12:53:00.000-07:002010-10-08T12:53:30.773-07:00I'm pressin onIn the long run, it doesn't matter. But I have had a cruddy week. In the back of my mind I have told myself to revisit the events later to see how they helped me grow...but while in the midst of this <em>fun </em>its a bit hard to see. I don't think it would help anyone if I listed all of the tree leaves that fell this week, so I wont. All of my kids remain healthy even though fall/winter is knocking on our door. I will keep that in mind. <br />
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Question.. facebook...do you use it? I don't ......and presume it will stay that way. One of my unfortunate events this week, backed in to a slightly loony bin persons PARKED car. Details aside, this person decided to rant about me on her Facebook page.Her rant spewed many untruths about me. One of my work associates brought this to my attention. Since I work in the same building as said ranter, I KINDLY, calmly asked her to stop publishing untruths about me with my name. She apologized and said she would remove it. Then the tears started flowing. I heard all about her bad month, I suppose. Any sliver of anger that I held vanished. However, I still kept in mind that more than likely she would not remove my name from her facebook and may even add more untruths to it.<br />
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Totally hate confrontation. But, I have the right to ask someone to not do something that makes me upset. I was worried about talking to the ranter in fear of making the situation worse. I haven't heard any more. But that isn't good. Before I spoke with the ranter I thought what is the best way to be a good Catholic and handle this? I ultimately decided, just because I am Catholic don't mean I allow myslef to be walked on or treated unfairly. What I mean by that is, often these confrontations can be heated or even turn hateful. How is that being Christan? I kept my cool , tried to see God in her eyes and its done. <br />
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My kids are indulging in 3 bowls of icing and tons of candy. They are making a Halloween candy house. I thought I would let them do the icing themselves this year. It is a messy mess. Upset stomachs to follow. My little boy has eaten most of his bowl of icing. Not much candy on the house :) My big boy is reminding the little ones that their tummies will be a hurtn' if they keep eating the way they do.<br />
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Tonight the boys have Taekowndo. Its my sisters 26th birthday today. I am a pickle mad at her because she has not returned my calls.... she its too busy with school. Understood, but she lives 3 hours away, she could be a story on Dateline and I wouldn't know it. Ugh, kids.<br />
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My kids want " Dance Star Mickey" ...Too bad we already have bouncy tigger, dancing broby, skate/singing ming ming, Elmo live, chiken dance elmo, and tickle me elmo. Sorry kids no more freaky talking bouncing things that you do not play with for more than 5 minutes total. <br />
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This morning my kids and I said a family rosary. They all had their rosaries that I bought from the Clay rosary girl. My 5 year old did great. The 3 year old twins, did get bored. But they sat,listened, played and said the prayers. Not as intently as my oldest though. It was a great way to start the day. <br />
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My hubby will be home from work soon. I have to get a movin to make the house look like I did something on my day off. <br />
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Have a blessed weekend!Just MEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03488936374544330333noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7449610009858467279.post-73666576481605456182010-09-30T07:28:00.000-07:002010-09-30T07:32:04.288-07:00Teeter TotterIts a boys club. In general, having a career as a mom is like trying to navigate in a all boys club. I get it, I can do anything. I love the fact that in my industry, very few women make it. But, I take to heart that I do get "beat" in the career game by others in my field...because I am <em>Me </em>mom and woman warrior. I carry the weight of my mom guilt. It makes it so hard to climb up that corporate ladder. Yes, we can do anything, but come on, what AREN'T we sacrificing? We are sacrificing our family. Plain and simple. <br />
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How do you do it? When you have the undying drive to GO... be the best...not be ordinary, be successful. If I hear a someone say "BALANCE" one more time I will go to the market. Because it is a myth.Just like jeans that make you skinny or fat free lava cake. You can't balance. Is it <em>REALLY</em> meant to be a balance? Are we really supposed to spend 50% of our time at work? Really? Really? ( Bonus points if you count all of the reallys')Our lives just aren't work and family.....or they shouldn't be. Right? Easier said than done. <br />
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Its like a boys club. I have a monthly meeting with others in my industry. The fellas gabbed about what fellas gab about (my hubby included) football, golf , bets... . They were all set for a nice lunch and golf after the meeting. Making sure to solidify golf and baseball game plans for the rest of the week. I don't have time for it. How guilt stricken would I feel if I took my afternoons to golf and not be with my kids instead? In and out. In my professional career I have NEVER heard any male co worker say " I hope that my career doesn't hurt the emotional balance of my children" I am not dogging men. Palease....not at all. What I am dogging is the mess that this all is. The deterioration of the family. The HEAVY guilt moms feel for just doing what is expected of them. For trying not to do too much or not to excel too much as to put their childrens emotional state in jeopardy.<br />
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Today on XM Catholic radio, I heard (<a href="http://www.usccb.org/nab/bible/matthew/matthew25.htm">Matthew 25:14-30</a>). All about talent. God gave us ALL talent.Some more than others. To use and to multiply. I feel in my gut, that on most days, I really am making a difference in other peoples lives by continuing to work. Would I be squandering my talent away if I did not continue with my career? If I did nothing with the "gifts" God has given me. God has given me this career. Most of the time I am good at it. I consider it a talent. Its so hard. I long to be with my kids. I do want to help others. I AM LUCKY TO BE EMPLOYED. I plan to stay that way. I'm just saying, we have got to be real. Women can do. But how do we do <em>it all</em>?Just MEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03488936374544330333noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7449610009858467279.post-41155826730085758242010-09-20T13:28:00.000-07:002010-09-20T13:28:36.915-07:00:)My meeting with Sister R went great. Basically, she just sat and listened. I cannot wait until our next visit a month from now. I am so grateful that God has lead me this way. I am CERTAIN that this is what I need right now in my life. I am excited at the growth I will experience. How great it is. I am surprised at the number of others who have had spiritual direction in their life. I guess it is a no brainer. But, for me it, seemed sort of a radical holy roller move. Not at all. I am incredibly thrilled, happy, joyous that God has given me this grace.<br />
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Moving on, one reason I hesitated about being a blogity blog queen... sad sad blogs. I always worried that it was some sort of a curse to blog. Bad events would happen. But then I have come to realize, we just are now more aware of others crosses that they carry. They aren't statistically happening more. We just know about them because the bloggy world allows others to open up about events that happen in their lives. Even more so than in the "real world" So much easier being semi -anonymous than Mrs. Just Me who always talks Catholic at the gym. Instead, I talk Catholic online and live a Catholic life. So, for the most part, I am at ease with the curse I continue to blog away. Without starting blogging, I wouldn't have found such incredible faith examples to touch base with daily. Thanks!<br />
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September almost over? The kids and I will be putting up Halloween Decorations this weekend .My big boy has decided to be Batman, little boy will be Spider man, and my princess will be Cinderella. Very secular but very easy on the pocket book and creativity for mom. Fall / Winter really is our favorite time of the year. So many family get togethers. Thanksgiving and Christmas OH MY! Seriously, will wait... but I cant wait! What do you like about this time of year? The crisp weather, beautiful trees, cozy sweaters(fat clothes), family time... OR NEW TV SITCOMS? Ugh, I am getting sucked in slowly. <br />
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My husband spent about 13 hours in front of the TV Sunday watching all football known to man. I made cookies with the kids, cleaned, played, knit... It was kinda nice. He doesn't care about the messes we are making. He was with his first love. I cant remember the last time I got to do that...hum. <br />
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You heard it here first.. I believe that Webster's dictionary will put<strong> :)</strong> into its book. <br />
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Definition-<strong> :)</strong> <br />
<ol><li>Emotionally speaking to be happy. ie:<em> I am so happy :) </em></li>
<li>Please take this as being not so mean even though it sounds like it. ie: <em>Could you do this today without messing it up :)</em></li>
<li>I am not crazy ie: <em>My dog has fleas, my sister is living with me, and I lost my keys this morning , Great day :)</em></li>
<li>In jest ie: <em>If you can think of any others...just let me know... I am sure this is a very persuading case to add to the book :)</em></li>
</ol>God bless you today. <br />
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<div align="center"></div>Just MEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03488936374544330333noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7449610009858467279.post-79178520781724918622010-09-14T13:01:00.000-07:002010-09-14T13:02:16.352-07:00BlankTomorrow is a big day. Call it my next step. I will be visiting a spiritual advisor. She is a nun whose primary job is to help others with their spiritual direction. I have had challenges in the past and thought, maybe I would benefit from going to a counselor of some sort. If Bethany Frankel does, why don't I? But, I kept coming back to.... All I need is a better relationship with God. My problems would be easier ( I guess) if I had this solid foundation. So in a sense, I guess this thought is what led me to where I am today. Building. <br />
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Some of you may be OMG, spiritual advisor really? Heck yes. Its ok to want to have a deep relationship with God. Our secular world makes fun of those who truly seek that relationship. BTW, when I started blogging, I suppose that I did not intend to dive so deeply into my faith. Out loud. For that matter, i didn't intend to talk about it so much. What I have come to realize is that I have needed a place to talk about it. That's it. In real life, and even in bloggy land, religion makes people uncomfortable. It shouldn't. At all. If you are uncomfortable, do something about it. If you are knowing, living, being, learning, growing in and of God, what is there to be uncomfortable about? So you can be a playa hata all you want, but I'm gonna. That's right I'm gonna.<br />
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I will have to drive at least 40 minutes away to meet my nun.....that makes her an expert right?<br />
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Thank you to those who blog about their truth. Your blogs have helped in my growth. Allowed me to feel comfortable in whom I am becoming.Just MEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03488936374544330333noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7449610009858467279.post-41907078801797901402010-09-08T10:59:00.000-07:002010-09-08T10:59:02.877-07:00Step by Step--OH Baby! NKOTB!Isn't half of the challenge of life just taking the first step. If you spend all of your life anticipating, waiting for the right time to be who you are supposed to be, doesn't your life pass you by? In my mind, I feel that someday I could be a great person. One who has time for everyone. One who helps those in need. This has always been a someday thing. I want to make big changes commit my entire being. But, with a full time job and children, I feel my family has been the first place to start and perfect.<br />
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However, today at mass, some random stranger called me by my first name. I turned around and asked if he was a cop :) ( just kidding). Anyhoo, he had known me due to my business. He was asking for help getting a new family homeless shelter off the ground. I have always felt strong compassion for those who do not have homes. I have always wanted to help. But I just didn't feel like it was my time.Ugh... Saying that reminds me of Jesus when Mary told him at the Wedding at Canna to make water in to wine.... "its not my time woman". I think you get my drift though.... But really, to be actually called by name by a stranger, after mass, seemed like I couldn't be hit over the head with a larger mallet to get my attention. So, because that gentleman took the first step. I will too. I have already made a few calls to financially secure individuals who can more than likely help with funding. I plan to commit time and as much money as I can. <br />
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Although, this might seem small to others, I feel that this is the work of the holy spirit. Nudging us to do for others. To be better people. I truly deep down believe that even the smallest actions can be inspired in part by the holy spirit. Ultimately by God. No doubt. <br />
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My son's actions this morning fell short of being inspired. That goose. He wanted to go to school, but he didn't want to get dress, eat, brush his hair etc. I laid out clothes for the little little to put on. Mad because he didn't like it. I gave him a break and gave him another choice. He came into my room "changed" wearing his spider man pj top and the shorts he wore yesterday to school. He has been refusing to eat breakfast. Don't bad mom's send their kids to school without eats? I was not going to send him, maybe he was getting sick. OR MAYBE HE WAS ACTING LIKE A 5 YEAR OLD! Yes, that was it. No the best way to start the day. But, we are over it now. Hopefully a better week next week.<br />
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Happy Birthday to one Great Mother. Happy Birthday Mother Mary! Bet Jesus never acted that way :)Just MEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03488936374544330333noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7449610009858467279.post-75611908017091731562010-09-07T14:50:00.000-07:002010-09-07T14:50:46.401-07:00ShortAs my hubby and I were laying in bed last night chatting about our big boy. Today was his first day of Pre-4. My lovely husband said " Well, we only have him 14 more years" Meaning he will be off to college soon. So true though. This past 5 years has gone by so swiftly. We have been so blessed with our children, home and our lives together. He said he will start sleeping with one eye open... I'm ready for number 4!Just MEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03488936374544330333noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7449610009858467279.post-86141288091282439632010-09-02T14:32:00.000-07:002010-09-02T14:32:44.418-07:00Daisy DukesAll I can say... we grow in faith in different ways. God is really stretching me! I don't really want to dive into the details. Nothing major... I just feel like I am back at square one on a few "life items" in progress. <br />
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I am desperately looking forward to this weekend. I cant wait to spend some time with the kidlets doing the stuff they love. We just don't do enough during the week. More like get home, make dinner, eat, baths, books. bed. I know what the biggest time sucker outer in our life is.... TV. I hate it. HATE. My husband refuses to turn it off. My sitter must have it on all day. Any chance I get, I turn that bad boy off. I just don't like it. the end on that mini mini rant.<br />
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I am trying to save some bucks after the recent purchase of my Mercedes :) Slowly, we will be adjusting to one income. By choice. So many don't have the choice. But, we have decided to save my husbands income and live off of mine. Our choices of saving ..........investing, 529 plans,emergency funds and whole life insurance. As I type, we are basically saving at least one paycheck already. So it shouldn't be too bad on the other.<br />
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Instead of being fearful of job loss. Live it. Self induced.As with everything...God walks with us.<br />
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HAVE A VERY SAFE HOLIDAY WEEKEND!Just MEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03488936374544330333noreply@blogger.com0