ZZZZZZZ!!!!!!

I want my sleep!!!! Who keeps taking my sleep??? No wonder I am such a crabby pants!!! Need more "Bloggers". You know who you are. Blog or I might call you next time I am awake!!!

The Art Society

Tomorrow the ladies from the very important "Art" society are coming to my house. My house is a disaster!!!! I have not been very good at being "Cinderella" and so now it's the frantic scramble to clean clean clean!!! These are very important people, what will they think of my home??? What if the meal I serve is a flop??? GASP, what if they look in the closets. The pressure is awful.
Thankfully my life does not consist of such people that judge me by the way I don't keep my house. The "Art Society" is 4 other moms that have second graders at our school. Our art fair is this Friday and we will be getting craft projects ready. There still is that self imposed pressure of cleaning (just the downstairs).

I have made some good progress and can actually see a corner of my kitchen floor I haven't seen in months. I must invite people over more often so maybe I will keep up on my chores!!! I desperately need help with my "craft room". That room is beyond words, right Lisa and JenE?????
Plus my Aunt Peggy is coming in a month and that's where she hopefully can sleep!!!
OK back to work, the floors need mopping!!!

Funky Town

I love reading my friends blogs. It gives something to do at 4:00 am. I get ideas, laughs, see beautiful pictures etc.
I like blogging but haven't really been "feelin' it" lately. I am in Funky Town. This town (my home) is far from those my friends have. Not in a bad way but I am envious. Just reading other blogs you know that these people are in their marriage for life and are in love. For a long time I have been so unhappy being married. I struggle daily being here. I have hoped for different things in our marriage but the hope seems unreachable. The bible says "a house divided will not stand" and believe me this house is divided. I am so tired of doing patch work on a structure that is falling apart. It's exhausting, and painful.


One blog that I read is the NieNie Dialogues (I think that's right). I do not know this family but stumbled across it on another friends blog. This woman and her husband were in a horrific plane crash. They have been through hell physically, mentally and been separated from their precious children. They have a long road ahead of them but by God's grace they will make it. Their story has made national news and people have poured their love from afar into them. It truly is beautiful. You feel the love that Stephanie has for her Mr. Nielson
She talks about him in the sweetest of ways. It makes me want to cry (and I do) when I hear the love that is more than skin deep. I want that kind of love. That's the love that moves mountains. It's true and it's pure.

I am rambling right now, I feel sad and it's hard to keep a cheerful face on when you hurt so much inside.
I am so grateful for all of my friends. Each and everyone of you bring something to me that I don't get from anyone else. The love that I get from all of you is so helpful and supportive that I would be lost without it. Thank you!!!


I will end this post with a reminder.

If your loved one leaves clothes on the floor but whispers in your ear how much they love you when you least expect it be glad. If your loved one forgets an anniversary or a birthday but shows you in many other ways that they think of you the other 363 days of the year just let it go. It's only a day or two in a year. If your loved one supports you and your passions then count yourself blessed. Love isn't flowers, jewelry, trips or anything material. It is respect, it is loving the person as they are, the way that they were created and crafted and not trying to change them into what YOU want. Love should not manipulate another. Love is something that can be fragile yet so powerful that it can move the mountains of adversity. Let your loved one know how much you care and appreciate them for who they are.

Is there a Dr in the house???

Well it's been awhile since I blogged. Haven't had much positive to say so I have kept my big mouth shut.
Michael has been sick forever and that little guy is such a trooper. He hates missing school and made me take him there after a morning nap. He keeps going and doesn't really complain and is so calm (is it a bad thing to say he's easier to manage then!!!).
His dad on the other hand is the COMPLETE OPPOSITE!!!!
My husband and I went to a movie last night and Michael went to my mom's house. Michael was so droopy but didn't complain and even said "Have a good time" AWWW, thanks honey. Hubby on the other hand was coughing all over everyone in the theater.

Michael woke up this morning with a sinus headache that was hurting and so I got him some "Sudafed".
Then his dad wakes up with us and the "ruckus" begins. He starts coughing VERY loud, sneezing over everything, and whining. He is such a baby when he is sick. He doesn't cover his mouth while coughing, or sneezing. It grosses me out!!! I have to get some Lysol spray today to start the sterilization process.
I offer him medicine to help his symptoms and he just whines and whines. He takes the tablets and makes this face like he just drank cod liver oil. The tablets really have no taste but according to his face they are HORRIBLE!!!! Meanwhile his son is lying quietly on the couch with a fever, congestion, and an asthma flare up and says nothing. So I do my best not to yell at the husband "COVER YOUR MOUTH YOU SICKO!!!".
Instead I get the hubby medicated, make him breakfast and get him tissue and comfys so he feels better. Amazing how much quieter he has become since he's been babied!!!!

I know why God didn't give the gift of pregnancy to men, they couldn't handle it!!!