After my vent yesterday, I thought I would keep it a little more low key today! My weekend was filled with much more than Tanners visiting friend. I have been cleaning and tossing non stop since last Friday. We have been trying to get the house ready to sell. We do have a young couple interested in buying it, so I am going to keep my fingers crossed. They have been over a couple of different times to look at it, and the gal's mother came yesterday. Hopefully mom liked it, because she is going to co-sign. If we don't hear anything promising by the end of the week, beginning of next week, then we are going to have to list it. We need to sell it fast! We do have something up our sleeves, but I will not elaborate any further until everything is official. I am going to keep you all in suspense. ;o)
My Mother-n-law was kind enough to come over on Monday and help me do some cleaning. I was grateful and I think Colter probably was too. I could tell that he was going through mommy snuggle withdrawals. Monday night he was so tired, but would not go to sleep. He is so easy to get to sleep normally. I finally brought him into the bedroom with me and let him lay with me for about a half an hour. I guess that is all he wanted, because fussy britch immediately turned into happy talk, smack mom and pull her nose boy. I finally decided to lay him back in his crib, and he went right to sleep. I felt horrible for not giving him as much snuggle time as usual, but also great when he confirmed just how much he loves and needs me.
Al has also been super busy trying to fix on the house, and finish a couple of small unfinished projects. He also has a project in the garage that needs to be done before we sell. Yesterday when I got home from work, he was hammering and nailing away. It was not the best sleep I have ever received, but I am getting used to that. That is a good thing, because I am sure there is much more of that to come. I told Al not to worry to much about the house, I will do my best to get it in order. I really hope he does not burn himself out. I reminded him again, that he needs to "just say no" to people, and worry about himself for a little while. I really do kind of like him, and I would like him to stick around a little longer. :o)
Tanner has been busy too, but not like us. He has been busy trying to be invisible so that we don't make him busy. He is like a magician. If the words clean or help are uttered, he does a great disappearing act. Typical 11 year old. I was never that way, right mom?! ;o)
Keep your fingers crossed for us. If you don't, you will never find out the secret. I hope ya'll have a super fabulous Wednesday!!!
I am going to vent a little here. I am certainly not trying to offend anyone, so if I do, I am sorry. I feel this is a very personal issue, and everyone has the right to choose what they want to believe. As long as you are not hurting anyone, why should it matter? I am probably asking for it, but here I go anyway.....
A few years ago, there was a boy close to Tanner's age that moved into the neighborhood. I was tickled, because there has never been any kids in the area for him to play with. My excitement did not last long. I soon learned that Tanner's little friend is a hardcore bible banger. Now, there is nothing wrong with that, unless you are causing someone else agony. Tanner wanted to go with his friend to "Wednesday night", so I let him. I didn't see any harm in that. A little church would not hurt him. It started to become a regular thing, and I thought it was good for Tanner. Little did I know.
One day, Tanner told me that his new friend had said that I needed to wear more clothing. It was 100 degrees out, and I had on a tank top and short shorts. So what? I just shrugged it off. Then, Tanner tells me that his friend said it was very bad for him to have this large inflatable Budweiser race car hanging from his ceiling. I thought to myself, it must be because he is home schooled. He just needs to get out more. Right. Apparently one day when his friend was over, he saw a beer bottle on the table and made some comment to Tanner. About a week or so later, Tanner went with his friend to "Wednesday night" again and he came home and was really embarrassed. I asked him what was wrong and he told me that the teacher had asked him some question. I can not remember the exact question, but it had something to do with family. His friend, told the Sunday school teacher that he came from a bad family because they drank beer. This enraged me. Not only was Tanner embarrassed, but I think some of the things this kid was telling him, he was actually starting to believe. I had had it, and I told Tanner that he did not have to play with him any more if he didn't want to. If his friend came to the door again, he could just tell him that he was grounded or something. I then had to explain to him that he did not come from a bad family and that it was okay for people to have an occasional beer. Everyone in his extended family has had a beer from time to time, it is not that big of deal. I had to tell him not to believe everything he hears, especially when it came from that boys mouth, or from anyone in his family. All of this because of one stinking beer bottle.
Tanner's friend did come back to the door. When Tanner got done talking to him, he came in and said that his friend left crying. I asked him what he said to him, and he told me that he told him he couldn't play with him anymore because of what he said about his family. Oh boy, here we go. I admit, I thought it was a good thing that the boy knew he crossed the line, but I also knew that I would probably be getting a phone call from the parents. And they were the obvious ones to blame for their child's ridiculous thinking. I was some what right. I actually got a knock on the door, from his dad. His dad was apologizing for what his son had said, and that they did not judge people like that. Right. Where was he learning these things then? I chatted with "dad" for a bit, and then we agreed that it was okay if the boys still wanted to play together. I thought that may be he would talk to his son and educate him on what is okay to say and not to say. It was painfully obvious that he did not. Soon this boy was telling Tanner that he should not be going trick or treating because it was the devils holiday. Oh my. More and more followed, and I think I had finally convinced Tanner to let everything his friend say go in one ear and out the other. I was so relieved when Tanner came home one day and told me that his friend was moving to Texas to build a large boat. It gave me a huge chuckle. I knew these people were over the top, but now they were going to build the ark. Thank you Jesus!!
I thought my days of anguish were gone. Not so much. Tanners little friend was back in town this weekend for a visit. He came to the house and Tanner and him took off for the afternoon. When Tanner got back, I asked him if he said any bible banging things to him. Stupid question. I all ready knew the answer. He asked, If he still went to "Wednesday night"? Did he go to Sunday school? Did his family go to church? Since this was not enough, the mom also asked Tanner if his family went to church. She thought we were going to start and why we hadn't.
FYI--Not that it is any of their business, or anyone else's for that matter, but I am in the process of becoming a member of a church here in town. Yes, I was raised in a church and I do believe in god. I do not think that you have to go to church on a regular basis to be accepted by god. Didn't he send his only son, to die on the cross to forgive our sins? Apparently, he loves all of us, not matter what we do. I have not murdered anyone or caused anyone great harm. I would like to think that god is proud of me and thinks I am a good soul. Only he knows how I truly feel and I see no need for me to have to prove it to someone else.
I told Tanner that he does not ever have to answer someones questions about religion. Of course, I also had to give him a little of my super advise.... I told him next time, tell them you worship the devil. Of course he wouldn't, but we got a good laugh. And no, we do not worship the devil!
If you are the type of person who is very religious, super! Shout it out! Just don't freak out on other people. If you are not, well, that is super too. It is your right. Your religious beliefs will not offend me, as long as you are not judgemental of mine.
Sorry for the long post. Hope everyone had a super nice weekend, without wet basements. GOD BLESS!
Nothing real exciting has happened at our house this week. Leaving me with not a whole lot to write about. But I just have to post something. Hence the following. 
I am sure everyone has some strange phobias. At least I hope they do. I don't want to be the odd ball here. As you know, I love to joke and laugh. (If you didn't know, here's your sign.) I am going to share with you some of the off the wall things that I am scared of. I would love if you would too.
I was trying to catch Colter laughing at me, but by the time I got the camera, he was not laughing as hard. That is how it always goes. It is still cute though. Enjoy!
A couple of weeks ago, Al and I had to go to our local shopping stores for bum wipe, or something of the nature. I got really excited when I saw they were putting up there green houses. I am not sure why, but Al was not sharing in my excitement. He made some comment and shook his head.
Yesterday, Al was in need of a new beard trimmer, so he asked me to go get him one. I was not real pleased, but I knew it would be best if I picked it out. I also had some time to kill. Besides, I needed to get my high quality H2O, because I have not had any applicants yet. (Shakes fist in the air.) On my way to the store, I noticed something very exciting. I started bouncing in my seat, pointing and saying "Oooo! Oooo! Oooo!" The green houses now had flowers, trees, bushes, etc. Fortunately, I was by myself, so I saved Al the agony of "just looking." He will have many, many more chances to do that! Unfortunately, I think all of the passing motorists thought there was a nut bag behind the wheel. (Keep your thoughts to yourself.)
Despite the allergies, I absolutely love this time of year. Yesterday when I woke up, I let the dogs out. When I opened the door, I could smell the grass. I love that smell. Call me crazy, but it means spring is here. I also love the smell of fresh cut grass. I cannot wait for all of the wonderful smelling flowers, fires in my burner, grilling and eating outside, smores, relaxing to the sound of the water fall on my pond, etc. The list could go on forever. I didn't get to enjoy it much last year, because I was a big fat pregnant woman, who couldn't see her feet, let alone touch them. I had actually tried to do some weeding and yard work, but it was way to uncomfortable, not to mention, HOT! The one thing I could do, was EAT outside. And I was VERY good at it.
I am so looking forward to enjoying it as much as possible this year. Here's to spring and all the cheer it brings. Happy spring Ya'll!
Not to much has been happening at our house lately. Hard to believe, I know. Tanner, Colter and I made a quick trip to Sioux Falls this weekend. I had to get formula because the stores were not open on Easter. You may want to catalog that away for future reference, in case you didn't see it on a previous post, or if you happen to be moronic like me. Apparently, it is a holiday that is taken pretty seriously. It is really about some guy they call Jesus, not the Easter bunny. Okay, I am only kidding people. I really do know what it is all about, but I really didn't think everything would be closed. Mainly because of all the stink people make about prayer in schools, etc. I just thought those people would be offended if they couldn't shop because of the Lord. Apparently, Walmart did not want to offend any one, because they were still open.
When I shop, I power shop. I am not much for browsing, unless its a day with friends. I get in, get out, and get home. I talked Tanner into eating at Johnny Carino's, but I was thinking he would not enjoy it like I do. I was delightfully surprised when he announced that he thought that that should be the only place we ever eat at again. Super! Now I can eat there whenever I want. I am so happy. The only thing that would make me happier, is if someone could give me the recipe for Johnny's skilletini, with chicken. And may be the bread and oil concoction.
The only other thing that was exciting this past weekend, was my lovely allergy war. Well, I am not sure it is exciting, but it certainly got my heart pumping. On saturday, I became really concerned that something was seriously wrong with me. My eye swelled way up, and it hurt like heck. One by one, these zit looking things started popping up on my face. Every time I would look in the mirror, there would be a new one. It almost looked like a rash. The crazy thing was, they were only on the side of my super swollen eye. They almost formed a circle around my eye. Very strange. (Insert twilight zone music here.) By the time I thought may be I should see a Dr, the clinic was going to be closing. So, I decided I would wait and see what happened. Thankfully, my eye is much better. I still have some of the rash, or whatever it is, but it is not as bad as it was. I think I may be on my way to recovery, or not. Did I ever mention I am stubborn?
So as you can see, I had a very exciting weekend. The life of a super star always is. :o) I hope everyone had a way more exciting weekend.
Do you think it is possible to give your child to much lovin? I sometimes wonder if I Colter thinks "I wish this crazy woman would quit kissing me all the time." I would be willing to be that some days, I literally kiss him 100 times. Do you think he will become a sissy if I keep it up?
TGIF ya'll! Looks like we may have a nice weekend, complete with muddy messes. Have a Fabulous Friday!
The house we looked at was not the one. It was not worth the asking price and in need of some major fixes right away, that would not be cheap. It was not a complete loss, because it actually got the ball rolling for us. We have checked into a few other houses, but nothing has screamed out to us. We are going to continue to look and hope that "the one" will pop up.
After looking at a few places yesterday, we decided our house may be worth more than we originally thought. So we are going to get it appraised and research all of our options. We have also thought about adding on, but that is something we will have to check into and decide what will be right for us. We both have agreed that what ever we decide, it will be our "forever". We want to make sure we choose wisely. No impulse. I am still very excited and hope that I will not have to wait for too long. I can stay sane for a little while longer. I am sane right? What? I heard that! Where are you? :o)
I am having a whirlwind of emotions right now. Mostly excitement. I am afraid I am setting myself up for disappointment. Today, we are going to look at a house. We have been talking about getting a bigger house some day, but I didn't think that we would be getting serious about it so soon. It all started, when out of no where, we had a couple of people ask us if we would be interested in selling our house. We started thinking may be we should at least look and see what is out there. One of them caught our eye, and sounds like it is exactly what we want, but we have yet to see what kind of work it will need. We definitely want a big old fixer upper, but something you can actually live in during the process. Hopefully this will be it, and everything will fall into place.
Please forgive me for rambling on, but I am just so excited. Every room in this house is larger than what we have now. It also has a dining room and a family room, which we do not have. The best part? It has more than one bathroom. I may actually get to have one for myself. Praise the Lord! It has a large yard and good storage for Al's junk. I really hope that the potential we think it may have is there. I guess we will find out tomorrow.
I really do like the house we live in, but it is just way to small for us. We need more space and storage. Now that Tanner is bigger, and so are we, it really gets annoying when we are tripping over each other all the time. I really go mad when I am cooking. I usually have Colter in the kitchen in his highchair. Then Tanner comes along and has to hang out because there is food. Soon Al comes in and wants to talk. And, of course, the dogs have to be where we are, so they join the party too. All of this in a 9 1/2 x 11 kitchen. Every time I have to go to the sink, cupboard, etc, everyone has to play musical chairs, without the chairs. And it is at their own pace. Not the, "run like heck because the food is burning and so are my hands game." It never fails that when I need to use the bathroom, so does someone else. And you ladies know that women who have given birth, do not have much time to waste.
Our house is really not for a family, but rather a young couple starting out, or an older couple whose kids are grown. If we were to move, this new house would give us over 1000 more square feet. I am not sure how I will furnish it with my very limited midget sized furniture. I am sure it will also look pretty bare for a while. Anyone have some furniture they want to get rid of? :o) So much to think about, whew.
If it is not what we are looking for, then I hope something else comes along. If it is, then I guess I will have to throw a huge house warming party!
Have a wonderful Thursday!
I know you are all upset because I have not posted for a few days. Your lives have not been the same. You can't sleep, eat right or talk properly. You have the shakes and can't concentrate. Its like your head is foggy. You are going through major withdrawals. I am like a drug that you cant live without. You want too, but you can't. As hard as you try not to come here, you just can't help yourselves. I make you feel too darn good. When I am gone, you feel miserable. Well, I am back. You know that pesky little fly that has been buzzing around your head all day? That is really me. You can swat and swat, I will just keep coming back. You might as well face it. You can not escape me. mmmwwwhhhahahahahahah.
I hate when I am out of commission. It is no fun feeling lousy. Not to mention, when I start to function again, I feel like I am "out of the loop". After over a week of debate on whether or not I had a cold or if it was JUST my allergies, I finally had to do something. I was having a very bad Monday, so I decided I would try some of the over the counter claritin. If that did not work, I would bite to bullet and go to the clinic on Tuesday. The claritin has seemed to help a lot, however it is not as good as my prescription allergy meds. I really do not know why it is necessary to go see the Dr every year to get a your prescription "renewed". I am positive now that it is allergies. I cannot for the life of me understand why they have been causing me such grief when it has been cold again. I will also add that they have never been this horrible. I guess what they say about the worst allergy season must be true.
I am going to warn you that right now I look like a freak of nature. Please do not be frightened if you see me. Tough on my good days, I know! :o) My eyes are blood shot. I squint because they burn. There is this sticky slimy substance, oozing out of them. Sometimes a stream of tears are running out of them. My nose is crusty and scabbed over from all the wiping. It also doesn't help that when it itches, I try to rub it right of my face. I am also stuffy, but can still manage to have a drip escape from time to time, without warning. My lips are dry and cracked from all the mouth breathing, and it tastes like I have been eating from the cat box. It most likely smells like it too. YUCKY! On top of all of this, I have an enormous zit right in the middle of my forehead. I never get zits there! Why oh Why?!
So, after all of that, I am glad I still have my sense of humour. Al wouldn't notice if I lost a leg, but he certainly noticed the zit. :o) He decided that my name was not appropriate for the time being, so he gave me a new one. He thought "Shamalia, the Arabian dot woman" would be a more appropriate name. Then he said, "May be it is not Arabian, but something else." I would have to agree with him on that. I don't think that is right, but I couldn't tell you what is. It is a shame, but I am glad that I am not the only ethnicity illiterate person in the world. I gess I didint receev a veri guud edjumukayshun. Mey bee I shuld go bak tu skule.
Thanks to all of you for the birthday wishes and making it a good one. I had a very good time, even if I was sawing logs by 8pm.
Just a little tip for future reference, almost all stores in Sioux falls are closed on Easter. Save yourself the headache of driving around to all of the doors on the stores to read the hours. And the humiliation of being the laughing stock of the employee's when they review the tapes the next day. I hope everyone had a good Easter!
I have to admit that I have a blogging problem. Recently, at work, I hit rock bottom. I have been in denial about being addicted to blogging. I had to face the harsh truth this past week. At work, we have to keep a log of everything that happens. Someone had called for some information off of a log from earlier in the week. I gave them the information and went about my business. Without realizing it, on my own log, I entered that so and so had called for information off of Monday night's BLOG. The next day when I arrived at work, there was a copy of my log in my basket with that entry highlighted. That is when I realized that I have a real problem. I may need an intervention. :o)
