It was LADIES night last night (and oh what a night) at the local Applebees. The husbands joined us and of course our table was full of laughter and giggles. Mr. Klump was a mess with his stories and calling out coach Klump on her winning streak. He claims that it is his. She is the coach but she doesn't know how to coach (per Mr. K) Mrs. K just laughs and holds up her hand and says Please with a head bob. Mr. and Mrs. W. joined us it was her idea. The night was suppose to start at 9:00pm due to half price drinks started then. LOL it started at 5:00 and went until 2:00. We talked about everything lawns, football, cheer, moving, aunt flow and that Mr. W is ooooowwee and all the unmentionables. The girls joined my clan along with Zach for a pallet party in the living room watching Daddy Daycare. When the parents showed up all of them were asleep except Zach and Kota. He is awww of Kota it is really cute.
I have not giggled or laughed so hard in I don't know how long. I really needed it. Mrs. W. brings it out in me. The giggles and laughter just come up when I am around her. I am not as serious not a whole lot of serious thought provoking stories that I have to use my what if mind. It is very nice. So from the cheer sleep over (stories coming soon) to last night I think Ive got my giggle back. Not my groove but my giggle.
Thanks for the fun night Mr. and Mrs. Klump and Mr. and Mrs. W.
Thursday, February 24, 2011
Something from yesterday
After I wrote yesterdays blog I went to "Chatting at the sky" a blog I read every now and then. This is part of what she had to say.
Wow I think I was one of the people that God had in mind when she was writing this. :) Crazy how I don't know this person from Adam, I stumbled across her blog and I liked it. Started following it and go to it maybe once a month. I went to it about an hour after I submitted my post yesterday. mmmmmmm
chattingatthesky.com
But you smile in spite of yourself, because they are kids after all. And you consider your goals, how maybe the goal you thought you wanted isn’t the best goal after all, that your heart and efforts may be better spent enjoying the process, the humor, and the life rather than constantly reaching for the future, the dream, the clean.
Pretend spoons never get dirty. And it isn’t a mistake to bring your bathing suit to Hollywood, exactly. But real dreams take real work, and to keep them neat and tidy is a mistake, I think. Making your dreams come true isn’t always so dreamy. And it’s always good to remember the most important thing.
“My thoughts are nothing like your thoughts,” says the LORD, “And my ways are far beyond anything you could imagine.” – Isaiah 55:8
Surely that applies to everything – to the everyday things of mothering and loving and to the someday things of maybe and impossible. When we begin to realize our dreams and we discover they are nothing like we thought, remember the ways of the Dream-Maker are different. And that dreams have nuts and bolts, too. If they didn’t, then surely they would fall apart.
Wow I think I was one of the people that God had in mind when she was writing this. :) Crazy how I don't know this person from Adam, I stumbled across her blog and I liked it. Started following it and go to it maybe once a month. I went to it about an hour after I submitted my post yesterday. mmmmmmm
chattingatthesky.com
But you smile in spite of yourself, because they are kids after all. And you consider your goals, how maybe the goal you thought you wanted isn’t the best goal after all, that your heart and efforts may be better spent enjoying the process, the humor, and the life rather than constantly reaching for the future, the dream, the clean.
Pretend spoons never get dirty. And it isn’t a mistake to bring your bathing suit to Hollywood, exactly. But real dreams take real work, and to keep them neat and tidy is a mistake, I think. Making your dreams come true isn’t always so dreamy. And it’s always good to remember the most important thing.
“My thoughts are nothing like your thoughts,” says the LORD, “And my ways are far beyond anything you could imagine.” – Isaiah 55:8
Surely that applies to everything – to the everyday things of mothering and loving and to the someday things of maybe and impossible. When we begin to realize our dreams and we discover they are nothing like we thought, remember the ways of the Dream-Maker are different. And that dreams have nuts and bolts, too. If they didn’t, then surely they would fall apart.
Wednesday, February 23, 2011
Just one of those days
Have you ever just had one of those days...........The blah blah blah days..................You can't wake up and everything hurts?
I did yesterday. I got my feelings hurt and I just can't let it go. Why does this happen it is so stupid. I just feel like emotionally I have been hit by a truck. I went walging (walking/jogging) last night all by my self and that actually was really nice. I sang out loud with my Ipod in my ears I am sure my neighbors think I am crazy. Well more crazy than I already am. It made me feel better but still in a weird mood. The kids are not doing there job at school and I don't really know what to do with them. They are grounded until there grades come up BUT it is really hard when they do so much stuff that is team related. Do you let the team down and pull them out? OR do you say this is the only thing you get to do?
I don't really feel like I have a purpose except from just being the kids mom. I know I have said this before when my kids are grown and off doing there own thing what do I do? I have tons of ideas of what I want to be when I grow up but when does the time come that you say, OK your grown what did you do. What happened to all those good ideas.
Is being a mom the only identity you can have when your kids are growing up.
Do you day dream? I don't think I do any more. I know that when I drive and I don't have the music on, my mind is just blank. Then there are other times that I talk to my Grandma like she is there and going to talk back to me. Of course she isn't and shes not going to talk back to me, she has been gone for 4 years now. So how do you go back to day dreaming like you did when you were a kid?
OK enough about my blah blah days.
Today is going to be awesome just because I am are alive and it is not snowing.
I did yesterday. I got my feelings hurt and I just can't let it go. Why does this happen it is so stupid. I just feel like emotionally I have been hit by a truck. I went walging (walking/jogging) last night all by my self and that actually was really nice. I sang out loud with my Ipod in my ears I am sure my neighbors think I am crazy. Well more crazy than I already am. It made me feel better but still in a weird mood. The kids are not doing there job at school and I don't really know what to do with them. They are grounded until there grades come up BUT it is really hard when they do so much stuff that is team related. Do you let the team down and pull them out? OR do you say this is the only thing you get to do?
I don't really feel like I have a purpose except from just being the kids mom. I know I have said this before when my kids are grown and off doing there own thing what do I do? I have tons of ideas of what I want to be when I grow up but when does the time come that you say, OK your grown what did you do. What happened to all those good ideas.
Is being a mom the only identity you can have when your kids are growing up.
Do you day dream? I don't think I do any more. I know that when I drive and I don't have the music on, my mind is just blank. Then there are other times that I talk to my Grandma like she is there and going to talk back to me. Of course she isn't and shes not going to talk back to me, she has been gone for 4 years now. So how do you go back to day dreaming like you did when you were a kid?
OK enough about my blah blah days.
Today is going to be awesome just because I am are alive and it is not snowing.
Thursday, February 3, 2011
dance fever
Just a few pics of the dances that they made up during our snow days by Olivia and Shelby
snow snow and more snow
My Monday started with work and heading to OKC to deliver an order and to see my Aunt (another post). Coming back with everyone that loves me so worried that I would not make it home before the blizzad of 2011. Wow you don't get to say that very often. Actually we have only been able to say that 15 years ago. (Dec 1995 when Clete and I got married).
We have been in the house from Monday night to Thursday. It was our first day out we only made it to the driveway. Shoveling and playing. Maddie (our golden r and lab mix) had a blast running and jumping through the snow. The boys started on a fort while Olivia was inside crying freezing to death. Lol she was very cute while she was thawing out from being a popsicle.
We have been in the house from Monday night to Thursday. It was our first day out we only made it to the driveway. Shoveling and playing. Maddie (our golden r and lab mix) had a blast running and jumping through the snow. The boys started on a fort while Olivia was inside crying freezing to death. Lol she was very cute while she was thawing out from being a popsicle.
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