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HOORAY!

FINALLY- real food!

Craigslist treasures

I found this great antique for a mere $200! Perfect for a bedroom or living room.

This beauty was in the free section of craigslist tonight. My husband wouldn't go for it. He said something about it being tacky...yada yada. So short sighted. Someone is VERY lucky. Wow!

(After posting this I recieved a concerned call from a friend stating that "maybe I really have gone off the deep end." I guess I need to state what I thought was obvious-I was just kidding. Just had to share!)

YEARNING!

When I am nursing sometimes I like to browse craigslist. I live in an area where people post some amazing stuff. This was posted today. Oh how I want it!

Can you imagine the fun we would have trekking around in this baby!

Sorry I accidentally went private for a day or so. I was trying to do something else on a family blog my siblings and I share but changed mine instead. But I had to remedy it because my fans went WILD. (Jayne- thanks for noticing.) Yeah- it is good to feel loved.

a tradition in the making?

What a man, what a man, what a mighty mighty good man! I can't really remember who sings that song but I definitely feel like singing it this morning. Usually I do maid duty. Simply because I am home in the day, and I can stay up late without too much trouble. Also, my hubby, we call him Diamond for undisclosed reasons, has all sorts of maintenance man work to do when he gets home. He is building retaining walls, ripping down interior walls, rewiring this or that, putting a light in the garage etc. He is just as or maybe more busy than I am. It isn't uncommon during busy weeks for me to get behind and then pull an all nighter to get caught up or at least stay up until 2:00 or so. Diamond is someone though that needs his sleep.

So this week I have been feeling REALLY crummy. I think I may have a bug or something. I have been really busy with valentines projects, student of the week projects and a science project. My husband feels like he is at a craft fair basically. Anyway- I was pooped last night and Diamond told me to just go to bed. At 12:00 I woke up with the baby and he wasnt in bed. He wash missing again and at 5:00 I went to investigate. Yes... I know my baby is too old for this all night feasting. Anyway- the man was cleaning the house, had gone to the grocery store, put away all valentines junk, laid out the kids clothes- he had even mopped the floor. He sent me too bed and two hours later he brought me my favorite steak omelet with Valentines wishes. Even though I wonder how he will make it through a day at work... I am too happy. Now if your husband is still giving you items you don't need or want for v-day, remember, this was 10 years in the making. But man it was worth the wait! THANK YOU- best gift ever!

do over please!

On and off for nearly three weeks my oldest has been whoooing and haaaing just about everything. School, food, MOVING in general! The thing is this is just not like him. He is really just a happy kid. His even teacher even told me he went from being the happy pleaser in the classroom to being a depressed 30 year old. This kid is 7! I can't have the teenage years start now. He kept complaining of headaches and sore throats. He has had his yearly physical the week before so I thought this was a ploy to get out of school. He has been having trouble with a bully at school and so we thought all the stress of having to face his own Goliath was getting to him. (Don' worry- we have been taking action on this one)

Not wanting him to just bury his head in the sand when something gets him down, everyday I would give him a pep talk-"OK, you decide your own fate. only YOU can decide to be happy. It is a decision we all have to make. You have to focus on the good or you will make yourself sick. Throughout your life blah blah blah....."

Finally, yesterday he didn't want to eat anything and he said his throat hurt too much to. I took him in to the doctor who said- "first off lets do a strep test even though you would know if he had strep."

It was positive.

I should have known. This is a kid will quietly go "be sick" in the bathroom and forget to tell me. He is pretty tough when it comes to these things. I just totally missed it.

One day on antibiotics and he is playing Tommy Jones, (his alter ego), with is brothers again and begging to make scones.

When I told my father of my idiocy I hoped he would tell me how all parents make mistakes. Instead, he in his wisdom and lyrical tongue responded by simply saying this, "

The problem my dear is not mental.
The problem is as they say,
a problem that is parental
and will not go away.

Thanks Dad. I feel so much better.