On the road to recovery

I am finally on the road to recovery.  I was still feeling like crap yesterday and couldn't even enjoy church, but this morning I blew my nose and my ears popped and I can hear again.  It seems like I have been underwater for a week now, but I can hear the birds singing through my open window next to me.  It is a gorgeous, crisp, Florida winter morning.  My appaloosa is looking at me through the window wondering when I plan to come out and feed her.  What she doesn't know is, I have to run to the feed store this morning because I am completely out of sweet feed.  The house is so quiet, I have my second load of laundry in the washer (I am sure my septic tank is leaking a river).  My husband is going to call the septic people again today, I am getting sick of it.  I hate walking through sewage to get to the barn every morning!  At least when I go out there in the afternoon it has dried up, but in the morning after 4 showers, toilets flushing left and right and a couple loads of laundry, its a mess.  Well, I am going to get my butt up and get to the feed store.  Dreamer has now joined Mariah in watching me through the window.  They are making me feel guilty.  I can also hear the puppies squealing.  I'm a bad pet mom.  God bless all of you who pop in on my crazy life!

The whole house is sick!

It has been quite a while since I shared online.  I am sick, my husband is sick and 2 of my 3 kids are sick.  It is no fun at all.  I can't even think of anything witty to say as my mind is dulled with antihistimines.  I have not been able to breathe out of  both nostrils simultaneously for several days.  My husband is the grouchiest man alive right now, which doesn't make our home much fun.  I went to Bible study this morning and although I enjoyed it, I had a hard time getting into it today.  I hate to blow my nose in a quiet room full of people.  It sounds gross.  So, I just dabbed at it for 2 hours to keep it from running down my chin.  I want to lay down now, but there are so many dishes and clothes to wash.  Maybe I can make my one "well" child do it when she comes home from school.               I am going now.  I am too pooped to type another wooooooord...........................................

Better day

Today is a better day.  Yesterday was so crazy and after the long insane day I had, I didn't get home until 8pm from work.  The one good thing about that is, right next door to my office is a brand new coffee shop open till 10pm YEAH!  I am a coffee freak and so I zipped in there right after I got off and got a decaf latte.  I smiled the whole way home from work.  This morning started out better, 1st it started with a little roll in the hay with my man :), then the kids got off for school without fighting, then I got all of my animals fed and I played with our 11 bassett hound puppies (3 weeks old) for a little while.  The only glitch came when my 17 year old daughter called around 8:00 am to say that she locked her keys in the car in the school parking lot. . . with her books inside. AAAHHH!  I had to run to the school (remember, it's about 15 miles!) with the spare set of keys, but I went shopping afterward and that made me feel better.  I was home in time for my honey and son to come home for lunch and after they left I got on the computer and I'm still on 3 hours later.  Tomorrow morning I leave for the merchandise mart in Atlanta.  Girls weekend!  I can't wait. I hate the 8 hour drive, but it should go fast with lots of company.    My diet is not on track.  I am so disappointed in myself.  I haven't cheated real bad, but I haven't been as good as I should be.  Maybe tomorrow. I can feel my butt getting wider as I sit here, so I'm going to get up and go check on my puppies.  Bye!

crazy morning

I don't do mornings...where have I heard that before?  Only out of my own mouth about 1,000,000 times!  This has been a crazy morning.  My son Wes (19) decided over Christmas break to transfer to our local community college from a school in Southern Georgia.  I was happily in a routine with my 2 teenage daughters and farmer husband and now my life has exploded!  My son has always been demanding.  When he was little he wouldn't go outside to play without begging me to come play with him.  And now he calls me to go to lunch or bring him lunch every day. (I don't always say yes!)   He leaves his stuff everywhere, eats us out of house and home; he has cost us a fortune in tuition and books and now I feel like a heel for complaining about it because I do love him so much and I know that there are mother's who have lost their children and here I am complaining about mine!             Anyway, this morning (and I am afraid every morning to come) everyone was short tempered and in eachother's way.  4 grouchy people trying to get ready to leave the house by 7:00am and there stands mom, in her pajamas and husband's ugly slippers, holding the kittys in the driveway so they don't get run over as everyone peels off in different directions.  I go back in the house that looks like a bomb hit it and wonder where to begin.  Then as the last dish is put in the dishwasher my phone rings.  It is my farmer husband calling to say that the George Strait tickets went on sale this morning and I need to get online and buy 5 tickets and he doesn't care how much they cost!  So, I dutifully get online and wait for over an hour to finish the transaction.  Well, now he's happy.  During the hour, my son called on my cell wanting me to bring him lunch (big surprise!) and also my daughter called to ask me to bring her something to eat because she didn't have time to grab anything this morning.  Now, we live waaaaayyyy out in the country!  The kids schools are at least 15 miles apart, not to mention at least that far from home!  So, I have an idea of what my day is going to be like.  I know I should teach them a lesson about growing up and being prepared, yada yada, but they are my kids and I don't want them to be hungry.  I'll tell themtonight to lay their stuff out and put together something to take for lunch tomorrow.             I did put a big pot of 15 bean/chicken stew on the stove (while waiting for my George Strait tickets) for tonights supper. (I'm not a total idiot)  I found out yesterday that  I  have 3 massages to do this afternoon for a girl on vacation!    Well, playing on this computer is not helping to get anything accomplished, so I am going to have to go. God bless all who read this!

Quiet night

It is an absolutely perfect evening outside.  A mild 70 degrees with the faintest breeze.  Unusual for 10:30 pm in January (even for Florida).  Everyone is quiet and doing their own thing.  Even my brain is running slow.  Looking forward to my down comforter and my book.  Today is my baby brother's birthday...Happy 40th honey, I love you.