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Friday, January 22, 2016

Short weeks



Some observations from this week…

Short school weeks (Monday was a holiday – MLK Jr. Day) seem to make for very long weeks….



 I am addicted to Netflix. Binge-watching the entire LOST series has left me kinda sad that there are no more episodes. Hugo is my fav :)
 

The Walking Dead is a better show than I ever thought it could be (here again is an attribution to my Netflix addiction). Thankfully it isn’t over and it will start again on Valentine’s Day. 

The new series Colony on USA overwhelmingly reminds me of Hitler’s Holocaust and the images I have seen of Auschwitz-Birkenau. The proxies remind me of the Third Reich. Even the flags that they have hanging in the government buildings are reminiscent of the Swastika flags of the Nazis…
 

Janie’s friend Jorja is spending the night with her tonight and we are taking them to Mobile tomorrow to watch the movie The 5th Wave. I just watched the trailer for the movie and it looks like it is going to be pretty good.
 

Si has been thoroughly acting like a two year old lately (which makes perfect sense because he is two years old…). It is just about to push me over the edge. It is hard to tell the difference in his my-stomach-hurts-so-I-am-going-to-scream scream and his I-am-not-getting-my-way-so-I-am-going-to-scream scream… I am getting a bit better. He is also hopefully starting to learn that as soon as I figure out he is absolutely fine and he isn’t hurting or hungry there is hell to pay…

:)

Tuesday, October 27, 2015

Eleven years ago

I found this old entry I wrote when Janie was about 9 months old... Over eleven years ago!!!

10.12.2004 @ 10:57 am

everyday



janie is growing more and more curious every day. she can even stand up by herself now! well, maybe that isn't exactly correct... i have to stand her up, but she can stand there once someone else stands her up. understand?

she is also getting closer and closer to standing on her own literally. she will pull up to her knees. or she will put her hands down in front of her and straighten out her legs so that she is bent in an upside down "v". i keep worrying that she is going to topple over head first, but as far as i know, that has yet to happen.

she is getting more and more beautiful everyday.

Apparently I had an aversion to using any capital letters when I was blogging back then.  It is so very strange to look back at entries from my old blog. It goes from 2004 to this year. Thorough the births of 2 children and two marriages. Through 2 c-sections (one very uneventful and another almost too eventful). Through 3 different jobs and a hundred different friends.

There are so many things that are different, but yet so many things are the same... It doesn't make me sad to read through my old entries, but it does make me feel as though I have grown. Grown as a teacher, as a wife and especially as a mother. It has a been an amazing journey so far and I can't wait to see where it goes next!!

Baking

The absolute best thing you can do for your children is to teach them to do for themselves and to do for others. My mom and grandmother did absolutely everything for me. I didn't have to cook or anything. It was great! Or so I thought... Now I look back wishing I had hung out in the kitchen with my mom and grandmothers more or had someone to teach me things like running a tractor, or even cutting the grass. I started really cooking when I was out of college. I still haven't cut the grass (I'm pretty cool about that one actually). My point is that I had no idea how to do anything other than clean (my mom never minded making me clean lol) I didn't have anyone outside teaching me to plant flowers, shoot a gun, back a trailer, run a tractor. I did learn how to change my oil and even change a tire (thanks Daddy!). I remember getting two job offers when I graduated from college and I couldn't decide which one to take. I actually asked my parents which one would be the best. And that's the one I took.

I now realize I am doing Janie the same disservice I encountered as a child. She asks me for everything. She rarely makes a decision without my input (whether she has asked for my opinion or not, I am usually more than happy to voice it for her...)

So what do I do now? I can't teach her to cook. I don't know how to cook myself! I can follow a recipe, but anyone that can read and understands measurements can do that.

Maybe that's where I start.

Looks like Janie and I need to pick out some things to cook.

BAKING!

I LOVE baking!

Cookies, cakes, pies, ALL of them!