My Hero

If you have a preschooler, you've probably seen or heard the show Higglytown Heroes. Most of the shows my son watches have an annoying theme song that gets stuck in my head at the strangest times of the day. This one does the trick amazingly well. There's a reason behind it! Click here to read the full story.

Could you put that on a spreadsheet for me?

I hate not knowing the future. I've been like this my whole life. I want the blueprints, complete with notes so I can prepare. I want things perfect, in order and thought out. This is exactly why God put the people in my life that he did. I married a Marine. We never know what's going on. Are we going? staying? promoting? war? I work for the youth pastor. Ha! Everything is last minute. Impulsive. Change of plans. I produce the edgier service on Saturday nights. Nothing goes as it should. We're constantly doing sound checks at 4pm and making sure the video feed works at the last second. The service is at 5. I'm running around at 4:45 wondering where my tech guy is. Last night, the live feed died. No explanation. Died. I'm learning to go with the flow. I still don't like it. My kids have helped in this area of my life. They sure don't fit into the little boxes I'd like them to. They spill. They leave trails behind them. They're impulsive. They don't keep a schedule much longer than it's been implemented. One of my favorite parts of the day is when they're strapped into their carseats and we're on our way somewhere. This is the only time where I have complete control. No one is sitting on me or spilling their milk or wiping their with blueberry yogurt covered face on my couch.

Major things are happening this year. We're pretty sure we're moving. Will a house be ready for us? Will we have decent neighbors? Will we get a spot where we can put a fence up so my kids can play safely in the back yard? Bill is trying to get into the career academy for work. We won't know for sure if he's in until the day the academy starts. If he's in, how will he do? Will he be promoted this year? If he is, where will we be going next as his current post only rates his current rank and he'd be bumped out? How am I going to survive yet another deployment so soon after he's returned from the last one? We're starting another capital campaign at our church...the place of my employment and where a lot of this family's free time is. How much will we be led to give? Will we be obedient? Trey's ready for kindergarten. He doesn't turn five until the fall. Should I keep him in preschool another year? Will he do better academically/socially/physically if he's five going on six in kindergarten or should we put him in at 4 going on 5 and have him be one of the youngest but still the tallest in his class?

Have you seen those fliers made by Tupperware where they show you how good your pantry could look if you omit the bags and boxes food comes in and put everything in color coordinated Tupperware? That's how I want my life. I feel like someone came in, opened every item in my pantry, stirred it all together and threw it haphazardly back in, cramming the door shut. Now I'm trying to sort through everything and fit the pieces neatly in little containers. Do I need bigger containers or do I need to accept the freeflowing chaos?

Mommy Dearest

Before we had kids, Bill and I had our own cell phones. Then we had Trey and lost all our money...what we had anyway and decided to slimline things and share one phone. I wasn't working or going to school anymore so why did we really need two phones? We got a really cute one that we both loved and our dear, sweet Baby Trey got his own real live cell phone to play with. It was better than letting the old ones sit in the drawer. We were actually kind of on the cutting edge. I saw our phone all over the ads and on tv. Celebrities even had the same phone we did! We had that thing for three years with no incident. Then, one day, the antennae was sat upon by someone unnamed and snapped right off.

The phone doesn't work. I'm working and transporting kids. Bill's working and his work phone doesn't allow him to place outside calls. Good excuse to upgrade? I think so! We begged my mom to watch the kids so we could go shopping. We've finally entered the year 2004 and upgraded to two cell phones...camera phones! Aren't we cool now? We went back to my mom's and showed them off. Took pictures. Played with the ring tones. Trey's cell phone has now been upgraded as well.

I got a phone call yesterday from my mom. She was on her cell. I'd just missed her so I called her right back. I got her voicemail. She didn't have voicemail the last time I checked. Cool! She must have finally bought a new phone. Once I finally got ahold of her she tells me about this great deal she got at Costco. It's even a camera phone. "Mom, what's the model number?"
"Blah blah, number number number."
"Mom...that's the SAME phone we just bought!!"
"Oh, it is?!"
"Yyyess."
"Oh, well I don't pay attention to these things!"

We were just there four days ago!! Great, now my mom is trying to out tech us. I love my mom. Even if she doesn't remember things anymore ;)

Three's Company

Awhile back I found out that one of my three best friends was pregnant. This was no surprise as she wants to have a slew of white/Filipino babies and then adopt foreign babies when she's done with that. This will make baby number three, due in June.

Then, we found out that another best friend was trying for their first boy, third child. This was a surprise as they stated they were "done" after daughter number two was born. They are going to have this baby (gender unknown) in July.

My oldest (chronologically...haha and timewise) best friend has battled infertility for years due to PCOS. She is FINALLY preggers!!! Be sure to wish her well in her new endeavor.

And no, there will be no baby for me. I will suck up all the sweet baby vapors and soft skin and hand them back and sleep through the night...if Leah lets me.

Man, that's so messed up

I typed a silly little post very late last night...even got a comment on it and now it's gone. Just like that. Sucky suckerson.

I'll recap:
HGTV makes me want to move. Is that the channel House Hunters is on?
California is extremely overflated in the housing area (as well as some others, but that's a little north of San Diego)
Texas is verrrry inexpensive.
When Bill retires from the Marines in six years, we are playing with the idea of moving to the Lone Star State.

I will have to learn the real words to The Yellow Rose of Texas instead of the ones I actually know.

Judy has convinced me to look at San Antonio instead of Austin.

HOT DOG! Close to Air Force bases (commissary and hospitals are a necessity!) and we could buy a brand new humongo house for the price of a double wide, not including the land, out here.

That's all I wrote. Aren't you sad you missed it the first time?