At the bottom of his bag he handed me a tin of my favorite chocolate. I cried.
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Thursday, February 14, 2013
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At the bottom of his bag he handed me a tin of my favorite chocolate. I cried.
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Wednesday, February 13, 2013
Yuk. What a nasty morning. I hate having to get the boys up and put them on the bus in the cold rain. But, it's better then keeping them home. ;)
This month has proved to be very difficult for me. I have had to make some choices and burn some bridges but I am very satisfied. There comes a time when the actions of others are just so very irritating and irresponsible that I have to stop all communication. Children and their needs should always come first. Especially when it's thanks to them that you even have money to be blowing on chit. That's ok. I have washed my hands of it. Some people grow, mature and have their priorities lined out properly. Some don't. I could jabber on and on about my feelings on this matter but there's no need to mention names nor continue with this subject. I have freed myself from it and will not be looking back.
One last thing about pathetic adults..........stealing medication from a child is low. Taking advantage of me being out of the house and with my Daddy during such a difficult time and you come into my home and steal medication. Shame on you. I trusted you. My children trusted you.
Now, let's change the direction of this post.
Daddy is on the mend. Several told us Daddy would be different after surgery. Maybe for a few months, maybe forever. He is indeed different. Touchy, ill and maybe a little short fused. (I'm beginning to think I had open heart surgery. I too seem to suffer more so here lately from those things.)
Tomorrow is my anniversary first and foremost and secondly, Valentines Day. Danny is getting me a macro lens for my Nikon for our anniversary and I chose a IOU for Valentines Day. I hate flowers. I don't need candy. I don't ware jewelry. I'm not your normal woman. I'm pretty sure I'm going to have my cabinets refaced. A gift that keeps giving for years makes more sense to me than useless crap. A couple years ago Peyton dug up March Lily bulbs from a field for me and replanted them in my back yard. That meant more to me then any vase of "I'm sorry and I'm a arsehole" flowers I have ever gotten.
I finally figured out how to crochet. I don't mean to toot my own horn but, I can now sew, knit and crochet. Toot -Toot. While getting my taxes done last week I took a crochet hook and sat a hour patiently and quietly. The couple behind me where not good whisperers. They made fun of me. I laughed. I can see how being 250 pounds each, loud mouthed and rude is much cooler than crochet. Hahahaha.
Congrats Banana Joe. You are one cool little dude. Best in show. Yes, I'm cool like that too. I love the dog show.
I woke up yesterday morning to a pup sitting at my back door. Thank you to whom ever dropped her off. Ugh. I fed her, wormed her watered her and put her in a crate in the garage until I can get some weight on her and find her a home. Some people should never be allowed to be dog owners. She is such a sweet little girl. She's clearly been mistreated. She wants to like us so bad, but she can't stop shaking when humans are in sight.
I hope guys have had a great February. I promise to blog more.
Update on my book: Hang tight. It's coming along.
This month has proved to be very difficult for me. I have had to make some choices and burn some bridges but I am very satisfied. There comes a time when the actions of others are just so very irritating and irresponsible that I have to stop all communication. Children and their needs should always come first. Especially when it's thanks to them that you even have money to be blowing on chit. That's ok. I have washed my hands of it. Some people grow, mature and have their priorities lined out properly. Some don't. I could jabber on and on about my feelings on this matter but there's no need to mention names nor continue with this subject. I have freed myself from it and will not be looking back.
One last thing about pathetic adults..........stealing medication from a child is low. Taking advantage of me being out of the house and with my Daddy during such a difficult time and you come into my home and steal medication. Shame on you. I trusted you. My children trusted you.
Now, let's change the direction of this post.
Daddy is on the mend. Several told us Daddy would be different after surgery. Maybe for a few months, maybe forever. He is indeed different. Touchy, ill and maybe a little short fused. (I'm beginning to think I had open heart surgery. I too seem to suffer more so here lately from those things.)
Tomorrow is my anniversary first and foremost and secondly, Valentines Day. Danny is getting me a macro lens for my Nikon for our anniversary and I chose a IOU for Valentines Day. I hate flowers. I don't need candy. I don't ware jewelry. I'm not your normal woman. I'm pretty sure I'm going to have my cabinets refaced. A gift that keeps giving for years makes more sense to me than useless crap. A couple years ago Peyton dug up March Lily bulbs from a field for me and replanted them in my back yard. That meant more to me then any vase of "I'm sorry and I'm a arsehole" flowers I have ever gotten.
I finally figured out how to crochet. I don't mean to toot my own horn but, I can now sew, knit and crochet. Toot -Toot. While getting my taxes done last week I took a crochet hook and sat a hour patiently and quietly. The couple behind me where not good whisperers. They made fun of me. I laughed. I can see how being 250 pounds each, loud mouthed and rude is much cooler than crochet. Hahahaha.
Congrats Banana Joe. You are one cool little dude. Best in show. Yes, I'm cool like that too. I love the dog show.
I woke up yesterday morning to a pup sitting at my back door. Thank you to whom ever dropped her off. Ugh. I fed her, wormed her watered her and put her in a crate in the garage until I can get some weight on her and find her a home. Some people should never be allowed to be dog owners. She is such a sweet little girl. She's clearly been mistreated. She wants to like us so bad, but she can't stop shaking when humans are in sight.
I hope guys have had a great February. I promise to blog more.
Update on my book: Hang tight. It's coming along.
Monday, February 11, 2013
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Thursday, February 7, 2013
There Are No Wrong Reasons.
Evyn was born with some serious health issues. I know I have mentioned that many times. I have not mentioned the year that followed his birth.
During my pregnancy with Evyn, Eli was diagnosed. Soon after Evyn was born sick. During this time a good friend passed away entirely too young, my mother was hospitalized, money issues, job problems and our marriage began to ravel at the seams. Danny and I separated that Summer per my request. I was worn out, alone and pissed off all the time. I was certain things were simply not salvageable even tho he had moved to a better paying job and was able to be home more. A lawyer had been called and things were set into motion to file for divorce. Again, not something many knew about. Toward the end of that year we were slapped with a law suit. Six months after Danny changed jobs we were sued for the Semi he was leasing to buy and had returned. To make a long story short, we were sued for the maintenance on that truck. Maybe we were responsible for it.......that's not the argument here. The argument is we were already broke financially and broke mentally and this could not have came a worse time. We decided to work on our marriage at this point and try to get through filing a bankruptcy. Not for the correct reasons, clearly.
On Feb 5th 2011 our bankruptcy was final and our debts were wiped clean. Not exactly something I am proud of but it was a new start for us. A way to have the things we needed and a splash of things we wanted. We saw a light at the end of our tunnel.
Feb 7th I sent Danny and Peyton to Hiseville before the roads got to bad and they never made it home........
During my pregnancy with Evyn, Eli was diagnosed. Soon after Evyn was born sick. During this time a good friend passed away entirely too young, my mother was hospitalized, money issues, job problems and our marriage began to ravel at the seams. Danny and I separated that Summer per my request. I was worn out, alone and pissed off all the time. I was certain things were simply not salvageable even tho he had moved to a better paying job and was able to be home more. A lawyer had been called and things were set into motion to file for divorce. Again, not something many knew about. Toward the end of that year we were slapped with a law suit. Six months after Danny changed jobs we were sued for the Semi he was leasing to buy and had returned. To make a long story short, we were sued for the maintenance on that truck. Maybe we were responsible for it.......that's not the argument here. The argument is we were already broke financially and broke mentally and this could not have came a worse time. We decided to work on our marriage at this point and try to get through filing a bankruptcy. Not for the correct reasons, clearly.
On Feb 5th 2011 our bankruptcy was final and our debts were wiped clean. Not exactly something I am proud of but it was a new start for us. A way to have the things we needed and a splash of things we wanted. We saw a light at the end of our tunnel.
Feb 7th I sent Danny and Peyton to Hiseville before the roads got to bad and they never made it home........
That week we racked up 40K in medical debt not to mention the fact no income came in for 13 weeks following their wreck. We had totaled the one good running vehicle we had, and had absolutely no nest egg. These were the hardest few weeks of our entire life not to mention the fact our marriage was still quit rocky.
It took us that whole year and part of the next to get back to where we were before our baby was born so sick. It took a lot of arguments, tears and broken items.....:) But I am proud to say that things are beautiful for our family now. It's been almost a year since our road has smoothed. I had to cut people out of my life that were toxic and holding me back from trying 100%. You cannot put forth effort into anything if you have people in your ear telling you your making a mistake. The wreck was two years ago today and made me think how incredibly lucky we are now to have our health, our marriage and four wonderful thriving boys. This blog is for all my friends who seem to be having a tough time right now. Hang in there. Push when you think you cannot push anymore. Talk......talk some more and even more after that. Make time for each other and laugh often. If you work on things for the wrong reasons, don't get discouraged. Don't let people tell you that things will never work out or be the same because you are not together for the correct reasons. With time, love, patience and determination .........those wrong reasons turn into the right ones.
Tuesday, February 5, 2013
BlackBerry Photo Dump
Small, neat and packs a punch. 8 pounds.
Daddy's Battle Scar
Zac wanted to wear his Dr. attire when he had his turn to visit.
Evyn's fall before Christmas has killed the roots to his two front teeth and cause him a lot of dental visits. 
Mom looked all over the mall for one of the Sashay's so I broke down and knitted her one. I later realized crocheting one is much faster.Sent from my BlackBerry® wireless device provided by Bluegrass Cellular
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Monday, February 4, 2013
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