I'm awake, like normal, while the hubster is sleeping. All of a sudden he half way sits up licks his hand and vigerously wipes his lips. I asked him what he was doing and all I understood was his lip was stuck on the pillow??? He is a silly man.
Wednesday, February 22, 2012
Midnight waking
In the stillness of the silence,
Wearing her pink footed pajamas,
I see what love is.
She grabs her cow
In an unconscious slumber.
Soothed by her presence,
as am I.
Wearing her pink footed pajamas,
I see what love is.
She grabs her cow
In an unconscious slumber.
Soothed by her presence,
as am I.
Saturday, February 18, 2012
Great News!
I got my diploma in the mail!!!! I am officially a collage graduate!
However, I make less than 9 bucks an hour.
Woot...
And I am procrastinating my homework.
Why must I torture myself with this constant school thing.
Its really getting old.
But by the time I get my next diploma,
I'll hopefully be giving you all IVs and inserting cathaters.
Thursday, February 16, 2012
Accomplishment
I wrote this for a paper a year or so ago and found it. I'm not sure how I like it. But I thought I would post it for you anyway.
My greatest accomplishment is being truly happy. A few years ago I was in an unhealthy relationship. I was settling for unhappiness. For a while, I was just letting my life float by. So many things happened that were out of my control, like the death of my granddad. I was potentially headed for a downward spiral. Then one day I decided that if I wanted to be happy, I had to do something about it. I couldn’t let my life run past me, leaving me in a hazy fog of sadness. And so I broke up with my boyfriend, moved, and transferred schools. This is undoubtedly the best decision I ever made. The first weekend back home my mom told me she had never seen me that happy in years, and that happiness only got bigger. This one decision eventually led me to my husband and daughter who make me laugh every day. They are my sunshine. And so my most satisfying accomplishment is taking my happiness and my future in my hands, instead of letting it just float by.
Update
I got a new job at a care center as a CNA. So far I really like it, besides the fact of feeling like I can't get it all done by the time I am supposed to clock out. I don't know how the other aids do it. They probably just answer their calls and doesn't even think of answering one that isn't their resident.
I work 2-10 which totally sucks. I have to drop Zdawg off at daycare by 11 so she is there before nap. So that only leaves a few hours to play together. Then I hardly see Chris. But it is only temporary. I am on a list to get to days, but he was only hiring for nights right now.
School is kicking my trash. I feel like I am constantly running a day behind where I should be.
Chris and I had a lovely night out for Valentines. We usually don't make a big deal about it, but I got my first paycheck the day before so we decided to celibrate. We went to a chop chop place and ate yummy expensive food. I did the calculations that it probably equalled to me toileting about 11 people and feeding about 3 at work. lol. I'm just glad we both had our heads on because a couple next to us said he is "still trying to get over my $150 bill" when asked if he was feeling the saki. (yea, I'm not a drinker, so I don't know how to spell that). Yikes!!! Then we went bowling and I almost broke 100. I have only done that once before and I was truly wishing that that night was the night for a repeat. But I was wrong. I got 93. I was so bummed because the whole time I had a lead or tied with Chris. But I choked at the end. And he didn't. So final score was 93-98. Soooo close.
I am up late finishing an application for a nursing program. Wish me luck!!!!
Zoey got a big girl bed last weekend. And she slept in it aaaaalllll night last night for the first time since before Christmas. Heaven. As much as I love getting kicked and punched in the middle of the night, it was nice to have only fight off Christopher for a night instead of both little bed hogs.
I work 2-10 which totally sucks. I have to drop Zdawg off at daycare by 11 so she is there before nap. So that only leaves a few hours to play together. Then I hardly see Chris. But it is only temporary. I am on a list to get to days, but he was only hiring for nights right now.
School is kicking my trash. I feel like I am constantly running a day behind where I should be.
Chris and I had a lovely night out for Valentines. We usually don't make a big deal about it, but I got my first paycheck the day before so we decided to celibrate. We went to a chop chop place and ate yummy expensive food. I did the calculations that it probably equalled to me toileting about 11 people and feeding about 3 at work. lol. I'm just glad we both had our heads on because a couple next to us said he is "still trying to get over my $150 bill" when asked if he was feeling the saki. (yea, I'm not a drinker, so I don't know how to spell that). Yikes!!! Then we went bowling and I almost broke 100. I have only done that once before and I was truly wishing that that night was the night for a repeat. But I was wrong. I got 93. I was so bummed because the whole time I had a lead or tied with Chris. But I choked at the end. And he didn't. So final score was 93-98. Soooo close.
I am up late finishing an application for a nursing program. Wish me luck!!!!
Zoey got a big girl bed last weekend. And she slept in it aaaaalllll night last night for the first time since before Christmas. Heaven. As much as I love getting kicked and punched in the middle of the night, it was nice to have only fight off Christopher for a night instead of both little bed hogs.
Monday, January 30, 2012
Bedtime
I'll just throw it out there. I have a very odd child. Everything has to be just perfect. Its the most noticeable at bedtime. This is the ritual we have somehow managed to create:
Cuddle time to "relax" but usually it is just a wresting match with daddy.
In her room we read a book, or two, or three....
Call dad (or me if its daddy's turn for bedtime) in for a prayer.
Potty
Drink
Hugs and Kisses
Ok, so that part is pretty normal. But if we try to do something out of order, she won't have it.
But here is the kicker.
She needs her cow baby (a baby doll in a cow costume) and her naked baby (it is plastic and takes baths) to be lined against the wall.
Her cookie jar (a toy that you put shapes in.) goes on the bottom of her bed.
Her two tiny babies have to be next to each other in a blanket. The other ones don't go in a blanket.
Her laptop toy has to be on her bed somewhere.
She neeeeeeds her cell phone. it goes under her pillow. (she also must take it with her when she goes potty and puts it right outside the door with her Maggie Moo)
All of a sudden she needs her toy mop by her.
She watches a movie to go to sleep. (I know, I know, not my finest parenting moment. But she is scared of the dark and silence, so that was the only way to get her to calm down. Seriously. It all started with her fear of Santa, and everything we did to calm her down, besides having her in our bed, failed and left both Zoey and parents in shambles). Her DVD player goes against the wall up by her pillow. It MUST be plugged in. And the plug MUST be in the outlet by the door, not the plug right by where it is.
She has to sleep with her white quilt with the flowers facing her and the stripes outward.
Then her purple blanket goes on her feet.
She sleeps with Maggie Moo and her pink baby in each arm.
If anything, I mean ANYTHING is out of place it is pointless to think that she will go to sleep. Everything must be in the right place or she just screams that its wrong. Which in her language is "the purple one!!!" meaning she wants something different from its current condition.
Needless to say, I have a very picky child. I love her. But bedtime can get a little crazy sometimes if earlier that day she played in her room and moved everything from her bed and I have to find everything to put in the right location.
Cuddle time to "relax" but usually it is just a wresting match with daddy.
In her room we read a book, or two, or three....
Call dad (or me if its daddy's turn for bedtime) in for a prayer.
Potty
Drink
Hugs and Kisses
Ok, so that part is pretty normal. But if we try to do something out of order, she won't have it.
But here is the kicker.
She needs her cow baby (a baby doll in a cow costume) and her naked baby (it is plastic and takes baths) to be lined against the wall.
Her cookie jar (a toy that you put shapes in.) goes on the bottom of her bed.
Her two tiny babies have to be next to each other in a blanket. The other ones don't go in a blanket.
Her laptop toy has to be on her bed somewhere.
She neeeeeeds her cell phone. it goes under her pillow. (she also must take it with her when she goes potty and puts it right outside the door with her Maggie Moo)
All of a sudden she needs her toy mop by her.
She watches a movie to go to sleep. (I know, I know, not my finest parenting moment. But she is scared of the dark and silence, so that was the only way to get her to calm down. Seriously. It all started with her fear of Santa, and everything we did to calm her down, besides having her in our bed, failed and left both Zoey and parents in shambles). Her DVD player goes against the wall up by her pillow. It MUST be plugged in. And the plug MUST be in the outlet by the door, not the plug right by where it is.
She has to sleep with her white quilt with the flowers facing her and the stripes outward.
Then her purple blanket goes on her feet.
She sleeps with Maggie Moo and her pink baby in each arm.
If anything, I mean ANYTHING is out of place it is pointless to think that she will go to sleep. Everything must be in the right place or she just screams that its wrong. Which in her language is "the purple one!!!" meaning she wants something different from its current condition.
Needless to say, I have a very picky child. I love her. But bedtime can get a little crazy sometimes if earlier that day she played in her room and moved everything from her bed and I have to find everything to put in the right location.
Thursday, January 19, 2012
Brooks & Dunn - Proud Of The House We Built
My husband and I listened to this CD a lot back when we were engaged. I'm so glad I remembered this song. It is just what I needed to hear right now. I love that it can take me back to that time, but also leaps into the future. Songs like this is why I love country. Enjoy.
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