Yesterday my agenda consisted of laundry...lots, and lots of laundry. I hadn't done any over the weekend, and Robert specifically needed his track uniform cleaned for this evening. I had completed the first two loads and was going to take a break to wash some dishes when I noticed a serious problem...water was backing up in the kitchen sink. This is never, ever good. We'd had a similar problem occur last October that resulted in damage to our wood floor and a not-inexpensive plumbing bill. I knew that it was a problem and needed to be handled. Of course, Andrew was with his students in Cincinnati for a field trip, so I needed to deal with it myself, it at all possible.
And I'm very pleased to report that I did indeed handle it! I've never exactly been known to be a girly girl and I've tackled plumbing leaks before, but nothing so involved (and downright disgusting) as taking pipes apart and unclogging them. I knew where the tools were kept, and I also knew that it still might not be possible to fix. We might need to rent a much larger pipe snake then the small one we have here. It turns out the clog was reachable though, and by mid-afternoon I had everything put back together! It was a mess to clean up and it smelled very badly, but everything was flowing smoothly again! My kids were even very impressed!
While I was irritated about it, I was very grateful that it happened NOT while I was running the dishwasher or we might've had another kitchen flood. I definitely see the blessing in the way things turned out!
Tuesday, March 31, 2015
Sunday, March 29, 2015
They needed the sleep
Last evening I decided we weren't going to church today. Call me a horrible human being, but I could tell this family just needed to sleep for a variety of reasons. I must've been correct too, as it is 10:30 and all three children are still sound asleep.
I knew Robert would sleep well. He had a six hour track meet yesterday in 30 degree temps. It was a bright, sunny day, but your body still works hard to stay warm. He is throwing discus again this year, and has also been drafted to pole vault. He wants to run, but the coach is not encouraging of that. I'm not entirely certain why, although this coach is not my most favorite person in the world. I don't question his knowledge, but I do worry about the way he interacts with the children. High school or not, they are still kids and I prefer the supportive method rather than militant. There was a mass exodus from the track team this year so perhaps I am not the only person who feels that way.
Thomas had something of a dramatic day. His good friend came over to spend the afternoon, and they had a blast. Later in the day he was carving some wood and his hand slipped. He knicked his hand, and you would've thought a finger had been amputated. The screams were awful. He wouldn't even let me run it under cold water and kept fighting against me. It was such a small injury but certainly involved a lot of drama! He was pretty wiped out from that as well.
Catherine has been fighting a cold all week. It's nothing serious and she hasn't felt awful, but I knew that some extra sleep wouldn't hurt her either. She enjoyed spending the day yesterday in her pajamas, and I don't blame her.
It's still chilly here and supposed to rain later today, but for right now the sun is shining. Happy Sunday to everyone!
I knew Robert would sleep well. He had a six hour track meet yesterday in 30 degree temps. It was a bright, sunny day, but your body still works hard to stay warm. He is throwing discus again this year, and has also been drafted to pole vault. He wants to run, but the coach is not encouraging of that. I'm not entirely certain why, although this coach is not my most favorite person in the world. I don't question his knowledge, but I do worry about the way he interacts with the children. High school or not, they are still kids and I prefer the supportive method rather than militant. There was a mass exodus from the track team this year so perhaps I am not the only person who feels that way.
Thomas had something of a dramatic day. His good friend came over to spend the afternoon, and they had a blast. Later in the day he was carving some wood and his hand slipped. He knicked his hand, and you would've thought a finger had been amputated. The screams were awful. He wouldn't even let me run it under cold water and kept fighting against me. It was such a small injury but certainly involved a lot of drama! He was pretty wiped out from that as well.
Catherine has been fighting a cold all week. It's nothing serious and she hasn't felt awful, but I knew that some extra sleep wouldn't hurt her either. She enjoyed spending the day yesterday in her pajamas, and I don't blame her.
It's still chilly here and supposed to rain later today, but for right now the sun is shining. Happy Sunday to everyone!
Friday, March 27, 2015
It isn't supposed to be this way
Cancer sucks. While I am so grateful for my mother's clean scans, other news hasn't been so good this week. I've just learned that the daughter of a high school classmate appears to be having a recurrence. She is only 13 years old, and after a bone marrow transplant was in remission. This young girl and her family have suffered so much...it just doesn't seem fair that they appear to have to go through this again (her scans didn't look good but an official biopsy isn't scheduled until next week). I've also learned that the cousin of an acquaintance from our former town is losing her five-year-old. He checked into the hospital just about a month ago with severe headaches and a brain tumor was found. The treatments are not working, and I'm not sure he'll be here to see Easter. Yesterday was his fifth birthday, and I'm just not sure I know how you celebrate when you know it is going to be the very last birthday he ever has. I try so hard not to allow these things to ruin the blessing that is my time with my children, but sometimes fear just takes over and I wallow. I am sending up so many prayers for these children and everyone affected by cancer, and I am especially going to hug my children tighter and rejoice even more in their laughter.
UPDATE: The biopsy showed Sarah is still cancer free!
UPDATE: The biopsy showed Sarah is still cancer free!
Wednesday, March 25, 2015
Mom is in the clear
I didn't realize it (not entirely sure how I was unaware), but Mom had a CT scan three weeks ago. She had a follow up today with her chemo oncologist and I am happy to report that everything still looks great! Her doctor is very pleased with how she looks, although the continued weight loss is a bit of a concern. Mom recognizes that she isn't eating a great deal but is becoming increasingly active. At the same time, Mom had some spare weight to lose so she's not withering away just yet and it returning to health quickly.
This weekend is big for her! Last May, her dear friend Marilyn suggested Mom join many other friends for a women's cruise. Marilyn cruises frequently, but Mom was never much of a traveler. However, this was presented to her right before her cancer diagnosis, and in many ways I think in the beginning it was something to look forward to and to fight for. We were all very optimistic that she'd make the trip as it became evident that the cancer was gone, but with the esophagus issue we began to have concerns again. As it turns out, everything has worked out just fine. She will be flying to Florida on Friday and set out on Saturday. They are visiting three Caribbean countries, but Mom plans to stay on the ship while her friends tour. That will give her an opportunity to rest without slowing others down. I think she will have a great time!
This weekend is big for her! Last May, her dear friend Marilyn suggested Mom join many other friends for a women's cruise. Marilyn cruises frequently, but Mom was never much of a traveler. However, this was presented to her right before her cancer diagnosis, and in many ways I think in the beginning it was something to look forward to and to fight for. We were all very optimistic that she'd make the trip as it became evident that the cancer was gone, but with the esophagus issue we began to have concerns again. As it turns out, everything has worked out just fine. She will be flying to Florida on Friday and set out on Saturday. They are visiting three Caribbean countries, but Mom plans to stay on the ship while her friends tour. That will give her an opportunity to rest without slowing others down. I think she will have a great time!
Tuesday, March 24, 2015
Feeling alone
The last few months have been somewhat emotional for Andrew and me. I think part of it is the time of year and the weather. I also think there is more to it, and we feel a little lonely.
We were blessed with an absolutely fabulous group of friends in our former town. This group of friends became our "family" in town. Some of the families already had family nearby of their own, but many of us did not. While my family was only 40 minutes away, my dad's illness made it difficult for them to help often and I understood that. But we had this great group of friends and it was wonderful. We took trips together, we took each other's kids on outings and transported even when we weren't already heading there. We went to other kids' sporting events and activities just to be supportive and when there was a crisis or a need, you knew all you needed to do was to just ask. We understood we were leaving this behind by moving, and we are very grateful that these friends have continued to be a part of our lives when they can and make efforts to stay in contact. Even beyond these closest friends there were just a TON of people that we knew we could count on when we needed something.
We knew that we were starting over here, although we assumed (mistakenly) that between having a little extended family here and the fact that Andrew has worked here for fourteen years that it wouldn't take us long to establish our new support system. We were invited to a few gatherings by colleagues and we always made an effort to go. It tended to be the same group of people at each gathering and while we did get to know some of them better, we really didn't feel as though we fit in. Apparently we weren't the only ones who had those feelings because as year two has come around, their annual traditions are continuing but we are not included. I don't mind, because I don't necessarily want to go since I don't feel overly comfortable. There was a very nice woman named Ginny who invited me over to her house for tea and a visit about a year ago. We really hit it off and have stayed in contact...even though she and her family moved clear across country last summer. That was a bit of a blow, but I know it's going to happen living in a college town. We've invited a few couples over throughout the last year, and while some couldn't make it, some did, but we've never been invited in reciprocity. I certainly understand that not everyone likes to entertain (frankly, it's not my first love). I also hate to nag...perhaps they didn't enjoy the evening as much as we did. Andrew has even begun to talk about leaving town after Thomas graduates. That is still seven years away though, and much can happen between now and then. It is an indication that it isn't just me though.
I've truly been making an effort to volunteer more and get more involved as a way to meet people. Everyone is very friendly, but we just aren't finding that group we had before. An incident last week is really driving this point home. In a month, the high school has a huge track invitational. I am in charge of a boosters table and Andrew is in charge of the concession stand. Neither of us are available to get Thomas at the end of his school day. I asked my aunt if anyone in their household could help, and unfortunately she works full time and her husband is in a standing golf league. My adult cousin would've been my next go-to, but he recently took a new job and moved 250+ miles away. There is a friend that I would feel comfortable asking and I know she would help if she could, but her child needs to be picked up from a different elementary school about five miles away at the exact same time. There are some neighbors I've asked for help before and while they've never flat out told me "no", the "I really don't want to" vibe was loud and clear, and I don't ever want any of my children to be in a situation where they aren't wanted. When I realized how very little help and support we have here, I honestly just stood there and cried. It was a pity party moment, but it just felt so indicative of the bigger picture. I feel awful that when I mentioned to my mom how alone I felt, she said she would come down. It seems absurd for her to drive 75 minutes to get him off the bus then bring him to us and then drive 75 minutes home. I am, however, grateful to have such a supportive mom! We have a few other options that we are considering, and I am sure it will all work out...it always does.
I know this post is ridiculously long and that there are much greater problems in the world. Andrew and I have a a fabulous life together and everything is going to work out. Neither of us have ever once regretted that we made this move, but we do miss our friends and that's okay too. I have complete faith that we are exactly where we are meant to be, and our life is a blessing!
We were blessed with an absolutely fabulous group of friends in our former town. This group of friends became our "family" in town. Some of the families already had family nearby of their own, but many of us did not. While my family was only 40 minutes away, my dad's illness made it difficult for them to help often and I understood that. But we had this great group of friends and it was wonderful. We took trips together, we took each other's kids on outings and transported even when we weren't already heading there. We went to other kids' sporting events and activities just to be supportive and when there was a crisis or a need, you knew all you needed to do was to just ask. We understood we were leaving this behind by moving, and we are very grateful that these friends have continued to be a part of our lives when they can and make efforts to stay in contact. Even beyond these closest friends there were just a TON of people that we knew we could count on when we needed something.
We knew that we were starting over here, although we assumed (mistakenly) that between having a little extended family here and the fact that Andrew has worked here for fourteen years that it wouldn't take us long to establish our new support system. We were invited to a few gatherings by colleagues and we always made an effort to go. It tended to be the same group of people at each gathering and while we did get to know some of them better, we really didn't feel as though we fit in. Apparently we weren't the only ones who had those feelings because as year two has come around, their annual traditions are continuing but we are not included. I don't mind, because I don't necessarily want to go since I don't feel overly comfortable. There was a very nice woman named Ginny who invited me over to her house for tea and a visit about a year ago. We really hit it off and have stayed in contact...even though she and her family moved clear across country last summer. That was a bit of a blow, but I know it's going to happen living in a college town. We've invited a few couples over throughout the last year, and while some couldn't make it, some did, but we've never been invited in reciprocity. I certainly understand that not everyone likes to entertain (frankly, it's not my first love). I also hate to nag...perhaps they didn't enjoy the evening as much as we did. Andrew has even begun to talk about leaving town after Thomas graduates. That is still seven years away though, and much can happen between now and then. It is an indication that it isn't just me though.
I've truly been making an effort to volunteer more and get more involved as a way to meet people. Everyone is very friendly, but we just aren't finding that group we had before. An incident last week is really driving this point home. In a month, the high school has a huge track invitational. I am in charge of a boosters table and Andrew is in charge of the concession stand. Neither of us are available to get Thomas at the end of his school day. I asked my aunt if anyone in their household could help, and unfortunately she works full time and her husband is in a standing golf league. My adult cousin would've been my next go-to, but he recently took a new job and moved 250+ miles away. There is a friend that I would feel comfortable asking and I know she would help if she could, but her child needs to be picked up from a different elementary school about five miles away at the exact same time. There are some neighbors I've asked for help before and while they've never flat out told me "no", the "I really don't want to" vibe was loud and clear, and I don't ever want any of my children to be in a situation where they aren't wanted. When I realized how very little help and support we have here, I honestly just stood there and cried. It was a pity party moment, but it just felt so indicative of the bigger picture. I feel awful that when I mentioned to my mom how alone I felt, she said she would come down. It seems absurd for her to drive 75 minutes to get him off the bus then bring him to us and then drive 75 minutes home. I am, however, grateful to have such a supportive mom! We have a few other options that we are considering, and I am sure it will all work out...it always does.
I know this post is ridiculously long and that there are much greater problems in the world. Andrew and I have a a fabulous life together and everything is going to work out. Neither of us have ever once regretted that we made this move, but we do miss our friends and that's okay too. I have complete faith that we are exactly where we are meant to be, and our life is a blessing!
A little bit ironic
I am, without a doubt, a homebody. I LOVE being at home. I love the quiet and solitude, and how peaceful life feels here. I am truly an introvert at heart, although many who don't know me well find that very difficult to believe. It is completely and totally true however. I also think it's gotten worse as I've gotten older, and that is probably due in some part to my increased level of anxiety. Regardless, home is where I prefer to be.
At the same time, I also get to a point where I actually get excited and look forward to being out and about. This is especially true this time of year when the weather tends to be either cold or rainy (or both) and it's not easy being out even if you want to. I had kind of reached that point, especially after spending a fabulous weekend pretty much doing nothing but watching basketball. I had kind of mentally prepared to spend the day running a few easy errands, and kind of stock up on some craft supplies for some projects I had in the back of my mind...and here is where it gets ironic. Catherine is home sick today. It's nothing serious. She just has a really bad cold, and I think a day at home will serve her well. I never mind being at home to take care of my kids, and honestly I see it as a gift that I don't have to worry about missing work or anything. There is always tomorrow or the next day to run errands...today we just hang out!
At the same time, I also get to a point where I actually get excited and look forward to being out and about. This is especially true this time of year when the weather tends to be either cold or rainy (or both) and it's not easy being out even if you want to. I had kind of reached that point, especially after spending a fabulous weekend pretty much doing nothing but watching basketball. I had kind of mentally prepared to spend the day running a few easy errands, and kind of stock up on some craft supplies for some projects I had in the back of my mind...and here is where it gets ironic. Catherine is home sick today. It's nothing serious. She just has a really bad cold, and I think a day at home will serve her well. I never mind being at home to take care of my kids, and honestly I see it as a gift that I don't have to worry about missing work or anything. There is always tomorrow or the next day to run errands...today we just hang out!
Monday, March 23, 2015
Heartbreaking loss
Last evening's Dayton loss was heartbreaking...but not because I love that team. I DO love that team and am not sure I've ever seen a team with more heart than those seven young men. I truly believed they were going to win, and I know they did as well. The heart breaking part was Thomas. He was tired, and as the final buzzer rang he buried his head underneath the blanket and began to cry. He simply could not be consoled that the team he believed in so deeply that he had them winning it all had busted his bracket and it was over. He cried so hard it made me cry! The complete innocence of his broken heart was heartbreaking to me as well!
Saturday, March 21, 2015
Soup bowls
About sixteen months ago, our family attended a community event called Empty Bowls. With the purchase of a donated decorated ceramic soup bowl, each individual gets a bowl of soup for lunch and takes the bowl home. It's a fundraiser for the local food pantry and is popular in many towns. This past fall, Robert and I were unable to attend but Andrew took Catherine and Thomas. Because these are large, over-sized soup bowls, it can be challenging to find storage space at home. Thomas found one that was art related and wanted to give it as a Christmas present to his beloved Godfather. Uncle Nick was honored to receive it as a gift. All told, we still have seven of these bowls in our home. Earlier in the week I had located what I'm pretty sure is the EASIEST potato soup recipe EVER. Instead of chopping potatoes, it just uses a bag of frozen home fries (some people refer to them as cubed hash browns or just diced potatoes). Added to them in the crock pot is cream of chicken soup. chicken broth, bacon bits (don't even have to fry the bacon!!), and an hour before eating chop a block of cream cheese into little pieces and add them in. It is served with grated cheese and bacon bits on top (and scallions, if I had remembered to get some). It was FABULOUS! It took about ten minutes of prep time, but was a deliciously warm dinner for us to eat on a cloudy, chilly day while watching basketball. I decided it would be fun to dig out our big soup bowls for the evening, and we each enjoyed picking out which one we wanted for the evening. Everyone (even Thomas) was pleased with dinner, and later in the evening I rinsed them out and we made popcorn in our fancy popcorn maker. I absolutely cherish evenings like these!
Flyers are flying again!
Our Dayton Flyers have had one heck of a season. Due to a variety of circumstances, they are playing with only seven players...but those seven players have more heart and tenacity than most fully stocked teams! After having been projected to be safely in the tournament as an 8 or 9 seed, they were not only downgraded to an 11, but were forced to play in the First Four! As it turns out, they were the LAST team in the tournament...meaning one conference upset somewhere and they were out. After playing three games in three days last weekend, the First Four meant an extra game just three days later. On the upside, they did get to play at UD Arena...an amazing venue in which to watch a basketball game! They were down most of the game Wednesday night against Boise St., but pulled out a victory at the end. Another game just two days later, but in a very friendly Columbus location...and another victory against Providence! Unfortunately, the game didn't even begin until 11:00 last night, and we are dragging today. Andrew and I were the only ones still awake when the final buzzer sounded after 1AM this morning, although Catherine made it until Midnight (she is still asleep as I type this now). Thomas made it until about 11:30, and he and Robert (who has been fighting a bad cough and went to bed at 10:30) had to be up at 7:30 this morning for a scouting function. There will be another game at a more reasonable time tomorrow evening, and we will all be rooting for our Flyers!
Friday, March 20, 2015
Our family evening of basketball
We had such a great evening last evening. In fact, Andrew and I both mentioned that we kind of wished the kids didn't have to go to school today. We had a blast watching basketball games with them. It was especially fun in some of the really close games where the kids hadn't picked the same teams, and therefore it was a "broken" house. The cheering was all respectful though, and there was no trash talk happening. There was TONS of laughter and it was a great evening. It also helped that nearly every game was close and there were some great games yesterday!
Thursday, March 19, 2015
House decorations
I'm trying to make our house a little more "seasonal"...although I'm also trying to do it without spending much money. Do you have a "decorating calendar"? I do, although some points are more concrete than others.
Christmas decorations go up ASAP. I would do it the day after Thanksgiving if I could, but usually my in-laws are here and we learned early on it's better to wait until they've left (my father-in-law tends to have opinions on everything). Regardless of the specific day, they are the weekend of Thanksgiving, and stay up for a while. They always stay up through the new year, and then it kind of depends when they come down. Sometimes January 2, sometimes the weekend after New Year's, and sometimes the following week once everyone is back in school. As Christmas comes down, the snow men go up, and they are up for a while. In the beginning of February, they are joined by the very few Valentine's decorations I have, which are only up for about two weeks. Sometime in early March the snow men come down, and if I remember I put out the (even fewer) St. Patrick's Day decorations (I really don't consider it much of a decorative holiday).
Easter tends to present a decorating dilemma. There are years when Easter falls later in April, and if we are having a rough March it seems ridiculous to be putting out spring and bunnies. This year they went up as soon as I took down the (really few) St. Patrick's day decorations, but there are times even at the end of March it seems silly. The house stays pretty bare until Memorial Day, when things red, white, & blue go out. I love decorating with those colors, and those summer things stay up pretty much through the end of August or no later than Labor Day. September is a month where I'm really antsy to put up our cozy fall decorations, but again the weather often makes that seem ridiculous. Finally on October 1, the fall and Halloween decorations go up. On November 1, the Halloween comes down, (the fall stay up) and the Thanksgiving go up...just until the end of Thanksgiving!
I'm trying very hard to make our house a cozy home. I really, really love being here, and want us all to look back and have fabulously cozy memories!
Christmas decorations go up ASAP. I would do it the day after Thanksgiving if I could, but usually my in-laws are here and we learned early on it's better to wait until they've left (my father-in-law tends to have opinions on everything). Regardless of the specific day, they are the weekend of Thanksgiving, and stay up for a while. They always stay up through the new year, and then it kind of depends when they come down. Sometimes January 2, sometimes the weekend after New Year's, and sometimes the following week once everyone is back in school. As Christmas comes down, the snow men go up, and they are up for a while. In the beginning of February, they are joined by the very few Valentine's decorations I have, which are only up for about two weeks. Sometime in early March the snow men come down, and if I remember I put out the (even fewer) St. Patrick's Day decorations (I really don't consider it much of a decorative holiday).
Easter tends to present a decorating dilemma. There are years when Easter falls later in April, and if we are having a rough March it seems ridiculous to be putting out spring and bunnies. This year they went up as soon as I took down the (really few) St. Patrick's day decorations, but there are times even at the end of March it seems silly. The house stays pretty bare until Memorial Day, when things red, white, & blue go out. I love decorating with those colors, and those summer things stay up pretty much through the end of August or no later than Labor Day. September is a month where I'm really antsy to put up our cozy fall decorations, but again the weather often makes that seem ridiculous. Finally on October 1, the fall and Halloween decorations go up. On November 1, the Halloween comes down, (the fall stay up) and the Thanksgiving go up...just until the end of Thanksgiving!
I'm trying very hard to make our house a cozy home. I really, really love being here, and want us all to look back and have fabulously cozy memories!
Bracketology
If you've been reading my blog during this time of year before, you know that this weekend is just pretty much my favorite. Andrew has taken two personal days again for the next two days so that we can be watching the madness. It really began Tuesday and we love watching the first four, and having the Flyers in it last night made it all the more interesting (and dramatic and nerve-wracking) to watch. They pulled it out though, and the 32 games today and tomorrow make me love these days.
As always, I had the kids fill out brackets. Robert really studied his and had listened to some analysis of the brackets, and his is relatively straight forward (I must note though, that all three kids have #14 Albany ousting #3 Oklahoma St in the first round). Catherine's is more of a mix between what she wants to happen and what will most likely happen. And then there is the magical heart of my youngest. His final four includes Notre Dame, Ohio State, Dayton, and Gonzaga. Three of this choices are clear if you know our family. And Gonzaga? When I asked him, he said it was just fun to say. I absolutely love his magical heart!
I must note though, that Dayton almost completely busted his entire bracket (he of course has them as champs) last night!
As always, I had the kids fill out brackets. Robert really studied his and had listened to some analysis of the brackets, and his is relatively straight forward (I must note though, that all three kids have #14 Albany ousting #3 Oklahoma St in the first round). Catherine's is more of a mix between what she wants to happen and what will most likely happen. And then there is the magical heart of my youngest. His final four includes Notre Dame, Ohio State, Dayton, and Gonzaga. Three of this choices are clear if you know our family. And Gonzaga? When I asked him, he said it was just fun to say. I absolutely love his magical heart!
I must note though, that Dayton almost completely busted his entire bracket (he of course has them as champs) last night!
Monday, March 16, 2015
Might even open the windows
Today is supposed to be an absolutely gorgeous day. The high is even supposed to reach into the 70's! I can think of no better way to begin a week. This will be fabulous and I'm very excited. With such a busy weekend the house needs to be picked up, but I really can't mind doing it when I might even be able to have some windows open during the day while doing it!
Mom's celebration
Saturday evening my mom was joined by 120+ family members and friends to celebrate her recovery. Last fall she had mentioned she wanted to throw a pizza party for those who supported her, and our hope became that she would be able to eat with everyone! She kept putting it off, and the nice thing is that she really was able to enjoy it Saturday. There were tons of family members there as well as many, many friends. People truly made an effort to share in her celebration and it was touching...just as it was amazing to watch the people who rallied around her when she was sick. I honestly only hope that I can half the friend to someone someday that her friends have been to her...they have totally gone above and beyond. It was really nice to be able to see so much family and everyone had a nice time. It was a great evening!
Friday, March 13, 2015
How I plan to spend my day
Tomorrow is going to be a really, really long day. I will be up by 6:30 and will be lucky if I'm home by 11:00 tomorrow evening. I don't mind terribly...for the most part it will either be very productive or lots of fun (depending on which activity I'm at). Today the house is pretty much picked up, and there is some really good basketball on. I plan to hang out, watch the conference tourneys (while folding laundry) and enjoy my day until I have to head out this evening. Sounds like a great day to me!
Last evening's dinner
I actually made a really great dinner that pleased almost everyone (Thomas will never be completely pleased unless I am serving McDonald's). I had pulled out pork chops Wednesday evening to have last night. I am not a huge fan of pork chops, and yesterday I scoured the Internet in search of an easy recipe that sounded good. I found a fabulous one...and I actually had all four (that's right, only FOUR) ingredients on hand! It consisted of a package of dry Hidden Valley Ranch seasoning, a can of cream of mushroom soup, and a can of cream of chicken soup...in the crock pot on low for seven hours and there you go! It does NOT get easier than that, and even I liked them! I also made my easy-peasy green bean casserole, and found an easy cheesy potato casserole, and there you have dinner folks...a fabulous dinner that not only tasted great but consisted of little more than opening cans and turning on the oven (& crock pot).
Now I acknowledge this is not the healthiest meal ever. However, moderation is the key! I firmly believe that if we make good choices most of the time it's okay to allow ourselves a treat at time. For instance, my children rarely, if ever, drink pop at home. In fact, Catherine doesn't even like pop (the carbonation is the problem). My kids drink mostly water or milk for 95% of our dinners...so it drives me crazy that people want to judge us when we eat out. We go out to dinner MAYBE once every 4-6 weeks and that is pretty much the only time the boys drink pop...so stop looking at me cross-eyed because I allow them to have a RARE treat.
Anyway, off my soap box. We all really enjoyed dinner and it was another fun evening of sitting around and discussing our lives. I am so grateful for these days!
Now I acknowledge this is not the healthiest meal ever. However, moderation is the key! I firmly believe that if we make good choices most of the time it's okay to allow ourselves a treat at time. For instance, my children rarely, if ever, drink pop at home. In fact, Catherine doesn't even like pop (the carbonation is the problem). My kids drink mostly water or milk for 95% of our dinners...so it drives me crazy that people want to judge us when we eat out. We go out to dinner MAYBE once every 4-6 weeks and that is pretty much the only time the boys drink pop...so stop looking at me cross-eyed because I allow them to have a RARE treat.
Anyway, off my soap box. We all really enjoyed dinner and it was another fun evening of sitting around and discussing our lives. I am so grateful for these days!
Thursday, March 12, 2015
Family dinnertime
Our family has always made a point of having dinner together. It certainly is not 100% of the time, that simply isn't possible, but we do the best we can. Even on evenings when we might be gathered around the TV during dinner (rarely, usually it happens on a Friday or Saturday evening) we are in the same room watching a DVD or sporting event together. There is nothing better than dinner with my family! There were times during the fall and winter that it just wasn't possible with Robert's schedule. A couple of days a week during the fall he wasn't home until 9:00 or later and that just won't work for the younger two. And during the winter it was sometimes tough to squeeze it in between Thomas getting off the bus at 4:30 and Robert having to be out the door at 5:10 for dive practice (on the nights that he was able to come home and wasn't at school until 7:30) but usually we managed to do so because we felt it was important. We have absolutely fabulous family conversations during this time and I'm so grateful that we can.
Track season is wonderful because until the meets begin, everyone is home by 5:15, and we are home for the evening, generally speaking. Dinner isn't rushed (although even that is better than not eating together) and we are enjoying our time together. The other evening actually impressed me. I had a meeting that evening so dinner was a squeeze in, and I informed everyone they were on their own. That does at times lead to us not all eating together, but that wasn't the case Tuesday. There were plenty of leftovers which meant lots of reheating, but everyone worked together...and everyone hung out in the kitchen. It meant Andrew and I actually ate standing up at the counter, but we were all together. We were still able to have our great conversations and everyone shared parts of their days. Andrew and I commented later how much we enjoyed everyone making it a point to hang out together, at least for a few minutes. It's such a huge blessing!
Track season is wonderful because until the meets begin, everyone is home by 5:15, and we are home for the evening, generally speaking. Dinner isn't rushed (although even that is better than not eating together) and we are enjoying our time together. The other evening actually impressed me. I had a meeting that evening so dinner was a squeeze in, and I informed everyone they were on their own. That does at times lead to us not all eating together, but that wasn't the case Tuesday. There were plenty of leftovers which meant lots of reheating, but everyone worked together...and everyone hung out in the kitchen. It meant Andrew and I actually ate standing up at the counter, but we were all together. We were still able to have our great conversations and everyone shared parts of their days. Andrew and I commented later how much we enjoyed everyone making it a point to hang out together, at least for a few minutes. It's such a huge blessing!
Finding life's passion
At the age of 41, I feel as though I'm facing the "What do I want to be when I grow up?" dilemma. My youngest begins middle school in less than six months, and I MUST earn some money. My husband and I both agree that we still want me home as much as possible. There is still so much crap that happens during the teen years that a parent at home is something we want if at all possible. And I want to be home...I truly love it. I LOVE being a mom to my kids. At the same time, I'm not sure I'm a very good housewife. I really hate cooking and I'm not very good at it...not at all. I'm okay at cleaning when I want to be, but being a housewife is not my passion in life. I'm really not sure I know WHAT my passion in life might be. I just pray that might heart is open to whatever life opportunities might present themselves...or to wherever I'm supposed to be!
This past week
I am enjoying life in early/mid March. Although we awoke last Friday to temps in the single digits, yesterday was over 60 degrees! It was gorgeous!
This past weekend we were able to spend time with some very dear friends. My husband and Thomas's Godfather have birthdays only two days apart in January. We finally were able to schedule dinner out and celebrate with friends...only 60 days late! It doesn't matter when though, just that we take the time to make it happen. Altogether, there were 15 of us at dinner, and we had such a blast. These people are so very important to us, and I'm grateful so many could be there. It was the kind of evening that is truly good for the soul.
Track practice started Monday. Robert is really feeling it this year because it is high school now, not just the middle school "do the best you can" training. The high school coaches have high expectations and expect you to step up and get it done. He is really looking forward to throwing discus after last year's success, and they've asked him to try pole vaulting...not sure I can watch that! He is really wanting to run as well, and I can't blame him for that. Apparently, that is a very rare combination of people who want to do both field and track events so they aren't sure how they can work it out. I'll be honest, I'm slightly irritated by that. I mean, the kid is 15, why wouldn't he want to try different things...how is that NOT common? Anyway, I'm sure it will work out. And Catherine is enjoying her practices as well, although she doesn't say much about it.
This weekend we have a fairly busy schedule, but hopefully we can enjoy some nice weather!
This past weekend we were able to spend time with some very dear friends. My husband and Thomas's Godfather have birthdays only two days apart in January. We finally were able to schedule dinner out and celebrate with friends...only 60 days late! It doesn't matter when though, just that we take the time to make it happen. Altogether, there were 15 of us at dinner, and we had such a blast. These people are so very important to us, and I'm grateful so many could be there. It was the kind of evening that is truly good for the soul.
Track practice started Monday. Robert is really feeling it this year because it is high school now, not just the middle school "do the best you can" training. The high school coaches have high expectations and expect you to step up and get it done. He is really looking forward to throwing discus after last year's success, and they've asked him to try pole vaulting...not sure I can watch that! He is really wanting to run as well, and I can't blame him for that. Apparently, that is a very rare combination of people who want to do both field and track events so they aren't sure how they can work it out. I'll be honest, I'm slightly irritated by that. I mean, the kid is 15, why wouldn't he want to try different things...how is that NOT common? Anyway, I'm sure it will work out. And Catherine is enjoying her practices as well, although she doesn't say much about it.
This weekend we have a fairly busy schedule, but hopefully we can enjoy some nice weather!
Monday, March 9, 2015
Losing that hour just stinks
I can honestly say that I believe yesterday and today might be some of my least favorite days of the year. Losing that hour yesterday morning is just R.O.U.G.H. Everyone always seems to be able to muddle through that first day, but it's today and tomorrow that always REALLY get to me. It's not helping that I have a little cold and took some NyQuil last night...I can barely function this morning!
Saturday, March 7, 2015
A sunny Saturday
The sun is out and we are supposed to hit the 40's today. That's pretty exciting around here, considering yesterday we woke up with negative wind chills (and nearly negative air temps).
We had company over last evening. It's a couple Andrew has known for years because he is a teacher at the middle school (in social studies) and she is a long-time substitute. Their children are all in high school and we all attend church together. It was nice to actually feel as though we may have some friends here, although that is altogether another post...and one I'm just not sure how to write.
Because of the company last evening, the house is picked up and clean. I almost don't know what to do with myself today! We have plans this evening, but for the next 4-1/2 hours I can just relax a little bit.
I am antsy (as I always am this time of year) to do something about decorating the house. At the same time, there simply isn't extra money in the budget, so anything like that has to come out of the savings. We don't mind spending money to make improvements to the house, but at the same time it isn't always that simple. I tend to be so afraid of making a mistake that I would rather do nothing. It's kind of a vicious cycle.
I'm hoping this gorgeous weather is the beginning of a trend!
We had company over last evening. It's a couple Andrew has known for years because he is a teacher at the middle school (in social studies) and she is a long-time substitute. Their children are all in high school and we all attend church together. It was nice to actually feel as though we may have some friends here, although that is altogether another post...and one I'm just not sure how to write.
Because of the company last evening, the house is picked up and clean. I almost don't know what to do with myself today! We have plans this evening, but for the next 4-1/2 hours I can just relax a little bit.
I am antsy (as I always am this time of year) to do something about decorating the house. At the same time, there simply isn't extra money in the budget, so anything like that has to come out of the savings. We don't mind spending money to make improvements to the house, but at the same time it isn't always that simple. I tend to be so afraid of making a mistake that I would rather do nothing. It's kind of a vicious cycle.
I'm hoping this gorgeous weather is the beginning of a trend!
Thursday, March 5, 2015
The empty square came on a perfect day
Yesterday the square on our calendar was blank. There was still the normal school schedule of course, but nothing else was scheduled...and Wednesday is early release anyway so everyone was home by 4:15! It was perfect because we had some nasty weather last evening, and it was really nice to sit and watch the pretty snowfall from the comfort of our warm couch. We had a hot lasagna for dinner and just enjoyed our scenery knowing that we were safe and didn't have to go out. And we received just enough snow that we had a delay this morning so everyone got to sleep in a little bit.
It is the last empty square that we are going to have for awhile. Next week track practice begins, and while Catherine only practices four days a week, Robert is all five. The nice thing even about that though, is unlike last year, practice is right after school so everyone should be home by 5:30. Family dinner is often my favorite part of the day and I'm glad we make it work out so often!
It is the last empty square that we are going to have for awhile. Next week track practice begins, and while Catherine only practices four days a week, Robert is all five. The nice thing even about that though, is unlike last year, practice is right after school so everyone should be home by 5:30. Family dinner is often my favorite part of the day and I'm glad we make it work out so often!
Hard on a mom's heart
This past week has been tough as a mom. Gratefully, not tough in that my kids have been misbehaving...they've been pretty good. Tough though, in things that cause them hurt that I can't control.
Thomas has mentioned about a boy or two at school that are sometimes mean to him. Sometimes they are physically mean, and sometimes verbally. And of course sometimes they all seem to be the best of friends and everything is peachy. While I don't EVER like anyone being mean to my kids, I know that this particular incident is nothing serious and it's a little hurt.
Yesterday though, we found out about a bigger hurt that has been happening to Catherine. Apparently, there has been a girl on the bus who has been calling her names on nearly a daily basis. Ugh...middle school stinks!!!! Yesterday when the girl decided to up the ante by saying she thought Catherine had guns in her clarinet case (clearly a ridiculously desperate attempt to push buttons) Catherine came back at the girl and began calling her names as well. We first learned about the incident when the middle school principal emailed my husband in the morning, then followed up by saying he and the counselor had spoken to both girls and they were to be separated on the bus. They were hoping this would end the situation. It might, because Catherine says the ONLY issue she has with this girl is on the bus. If it doesn't, Andrew is willing to take her to school for the rest of the year, but it's not overly convenient and not really what we're going for. When Catherine got home, we sat down and talked with her, and my strong little girl sat there and told us about the situation, and tears began to fill her eyes and her voice began to crack...absolutely heartbreaking for a mom! We gave her some coping skills and explained to her that the best thing to do is to stop sitting near this girl on the bus, and that part is really hard for Catherine. She is pretty much one that if you tell her NOT to do something, that is the first thing she wants to do. We also explained that this girl is getting a thrill from getting Catherine upset, and that the more Catherine can ignore her, the more upset this girl will become...and hopefully her lack of success will cause her to stop. That might just be wishful thinking though.
My husband has had an awful experience with a colleague as well...and this man is in his mid-40's! This guy has just become an arrogant a--h--- to my husband, and it's just astounding to me that someone could treat another human being with such disdain and lack of respect. The administration became involved and they totally "have my husband's back" because Andrew truly did nothing wrong and made the correct decision in a disagreement, but it hasn't stopped the other guy from outright calling Andrew stupid. How old are we folks?
It makes me sad, and not just for my family members. It makes me sad for society. When did disrespect and meanness become okay? As I've had experiences with some adults lately it certainly is no wonder that the children behave the way they do given the modeling by the adults around them. I am certainly no saint and I'm absolutely not perfect. I know I have hurt people in my life with my thoughtlessness and selfishness at times, and I regret that. However, it was unintentional...I can not imagine setting out with the intent to cause another person pain...physical or emotional. The thought of it actually sickens me. At the same time, I know that it's going to happen, it's going to happen to my kids, and there is really nothing I can do to stop it. And that is really hard on this mom's heart.
Thomas has mentioned about a boy or two at school that are sometimes mean to him. Sometimes they are physically mean, and sometimes verbally. And of course sometimes they all seem to be the best of friends and everything is peachy. While I don't EVER like anyone being mean to my kids, I know that this particular incident is nothing serious and it's a little hurt.
Yesterday though, we found out about a bigger hurt that has been happening to Catherine. Apparently, there has been a girl on the bus who has been calling her names on nearly a daily basis. Ugh...middle school stinks!!!! Yesterday when the girl decided to up the ante by saying she thought Catherine had guns in her clarinet case (clearly a ridiculously desperate attempt to push buttons) Catherine came back at the girl and began calling her names as well. We first learned about the incident when the middle school principal emailed my husband in the morning, then followed up by saying he and the counselor had spoken to both girls and they were to be separated on the bus. They were hoping this would end the situation. It might, because Catherine says the ONLY issue she has with this girl is on the bus. If it doesn't, Andrew is willing to take her to school for the rest of the year, but it's not overly convenient and not really what we're going for. When Catherine got home, we sat down and talked with her, and my strong little girl sat there and told us about the situation, and tears began to fill her eyes and her voice began to crack...absolutely heartbreaking for a mom! We gave her some coping skills and explained to her that the best thing to do is to stop sitting near this girl on the bus, and that part is really hard for Catherine. She is pretty much one that if you tell her NOT to do something, that is the first thing she wants to do. We also explained that this girl is getting a thrill from getting Catherine upset, and that the more Catherine can ignore her, the more upset this girl will become...and hopefully her lack of success will cause her to stop. That might just be wishful thinking though.
My husband has had an awful experience with a colleague as well...and this man is in his mid-40's! This guy has just become an arrogant a--h--- to my husband, and it's just astounding to me that someone could treat another human being with such disdain and lack of respect. The administration became involved and they totally "have my husband's back" because Andrew truly did nothing wrong and made the correct decision in a disagreement, but it hasn't stopped the other guy from outright calling Andrew stupid. How old are we folks?
It makes me sad, and not just for my family members. It makes me sad for society. When did disrespect and meanness become okay? As I've had experiences with some adults lately it certainly is no wonder that the children behave the way they do given the modeling by the adults around them. I am certainly no saint and I'm absolutely not perfect. I know I have hurt people in my life with my thoughtlessness and selfishness at times, and I regret that. However, it was unintentional...I can not imagine setting out with the intent to cause another person pain...physical or emotional. The thought of it actually sickens me. At the same time, I know that it's going to happen, it's going to happen to my kids, and there is really nothing I can do to stop it. And that is really hard on this mom's heart.
Wednesday, March 4, 2015
My husband's family
Last evening we got the news we were expecting, but didn't really want to hear. My brother-in-law is losing his vision. Before I go much further, let me back up a bit.
My brother-in-law (T, for these purposes) was diagnosed with diabetes over ten years ago. Until things began to get serious, he never did a particularly good job of taking care of himself. However, about nine years ago, the complications began developing and it's gone downhill over time. He's lost several toes, and in November, 2013 (the day after my father passed away) he had a paralyzing stroke. As he was beginning to recover from that last spring, he fell out of his wheel chair and broke his femur. He developed pneumonia and became very seriously ill at that time, but was eventually able to return to his home. Last fall the doctors noticed a very serious wound on his foot. It was decided at that time to place him in a care facility because he was not allowed to put ANY weight at all on his foot. On the upside, that has gone as hoped and the wound is healing.
In early December, Andrew's parents began to realize that T wasn't seeing. Because he'd had a virus, there was some hope/speculation that the eyesight would return. I was (to myself) less than optimistic as I was aware that losing vision is often a complication of diabetes. The specialist in December stated that surgery was not an option, but left some hope that perhaps another specialist would have an idea. The fact that T had never been under the care of an eye doctor since his diagnosis with diabetes did not sound like a good thing, but I'm an in-law and keep my mouth shut.
Unfortunately yesterday's specialist confirmed the loss of vision is due to diabetes and not some other event, and because of that is very unlikely to return at all, although some small return is still possible. As his wound is healing, the insurance wants to remove T from the care facility which is understandable. At the same time, because he has been immobile for so many months, and also due to the fact that he is missing toes which affects his balance, he is a serious fall risk. At this time he is unable to get in and out of bed himself or dress himself. My father-in-law is going to be 80 this September and my mother-in-law is 75. They can NOT take care of him. Andrew was quite insistent about this with his parents last night, and they do seem to be in agreement...which as a parent I'm sure is a tough realization for them. We aren't entirely sure what is going to come next for T, but we are sending up lots of prayers that things work out for the best!
My brother-in-law (T, for these purposes) was diagnosed with diabetes over ten years ago. Until things began to get serious, he never did a particularly good job of taking care of himself. However, about nine years ago, the complications began developing and it's gone downhill over time. He's lost several toes, and in November, 2013 (the day after my father passed away) he had a paralyzing stroke. As he was beginning to recover from that last spring, he fell out of his wheel chair and broke his femur. He developed pneumonia and became very seriously ill at that time, but was eventually able to return to his home. Last fall the doctors noticed a very serious wound on his foot. It was decided at that time to place him in a care facility because he was not allowed to put ANY weight at all on his foot. On the upside, that has gone as hoped and the wound is healing.
In early December, Andrew's parents began to realize that T wasn't seeing. Because he'd had a virus, there was some hope/speculation that the eyesight would return. I was (to myself) less than optimistic as I was aware that losing vision is often a complication of diabetes. The specialist in December stated that surgery was not an option, but left some hope that perhaps another specialist would have an idea. The fact that T had never been under the care of an eye doctor since his diagnosis with diabetes did not sound like a good thing, but I'm an in-law and keep my mouth shut.
Unfortunately yesterday's specialist confirmed the loss of vision is due to diabetes and not some other event, and because of that is very unlikely to return at all, although some small return is still possible. As his wound is healing, the insurance wants to remove T from the care facility which is understandable. At the same time, because he has been immobile for so many months, and also due to the fact that he is missing toes which affects his balance, he is a serious fall risk. At this time he is unable to get in and out of bed himself or dress himself. My father-in-law is going to be 80 this September and my mother-in-law is 75. They can NOT take care of him. Andrew was quite insistent about this with his parents last night, and they do seem to be in agreement...which as a parent I'm sure is a tough realization for them. We aren't entirely sure what is going to come next for T, but we are sending up lots of prayers that things work out for the best!
Sunday, March 1, 2015
March is coming in like a lion
I am rarely sad to see February in the rear view mirror. As I've written before, it's just not my favorite month. Yesterday I was finding myself being kind of tired of all the snow on the ground. It had been a week since anything new had fallen, and it all kind of looked icky at that point. Not to fear though...fresh snow has fallen!
We were expected to get 1-3" overnight, then turn over to rain, and then get another inch or two tonight. Total accumulations weren't expected to be much though, because the rain during the day would wash away some of the snow on the ground. Maybe that will still happen, but for right now we are only getting snow. We had over 2-1/2" when I last checked, and it's fallen pretty heavily since then. Everything is nice and pretty again, but I am ready for spring! On the upside, because the roads are such a mess we decided not to venture out to church and after yesterday, a day of nothingness is much appreciated!
We were expected to get 1-3" overnight, then turn over to rain, and then get another inch or two tonight. Total accumulations weren't expected to be much though, because the rain during the day would wash away some of the snow on the ground. Maybe that will still happen, but for right now we are only getting snow. We had over 2-1/2" when I last checked, and it's fallen pretty heavily since then. Everything is nice and pretty again, but I am ready for spring! On the upside, because the roads are such a mess we decided not to venture out to church and after yesterday, a day of nothingness is much appreciated!
Yesterday was a fabulously full day
Yesterday was exhausting, and I wouldn't trade it for anything!!! The day began bright and early with Robert and I on the road by 8:15 to head to our former town for a scout meeting. Thomas had art lessons here in town at 9:00, and had to be picked up early in order to get to his 10:30 basketball tournament game. They lost, but Andrew (who helped coach) mentioned that the team had definitely improved throughout the season. Thomas then had a birthday party to attend at 1:00 but had to be picked up by 2:00 in order to make another trip to our former town for his scout "crossing over" ceremony. Catherine had a basketball game at 2:00 so I couldn't make the trip for the ceremony, but Thomas's Godfather and fiance' stepped in to be there for him. Catherine's team did win their game, so at 7:00 last evening they played again, and Andrew and the boys were able to meet us at the gym just in time for the game...a victory in which they clinched the league championship!
It was, without a doubt, one of the most emotional days as a parent as well (somewhat due to being so tired)! As I watched Catherine play in her final games of the season, I was well aware they could very well be her final basketball games ever. She is by no means a star, even as a 7th grader playing in a 5/6th grade league. She has made tons of improvement this season and honestly, you could tell she was older as she was quite a leader on the floor in terms of directing and guiding they other players in their offensive and defensive schemes. However, while basketball may be something she loves, it isn't necessarily her talent, and there will be no chance to play rec next year. I will always be grateful that if yesterday really was the end for her, she got to go out with a victory as a champ!
Andrew's day with the boys was equally emotional. Thomas had completed cub scouts and was crossing over to boy scouts. Because of the age difference in our boys, we had been a part of the cub scout pack for the last 8-1/2 years. Not only was the fact that our "baby" old enough to move on very emotional, but the people made us emotional as well. Thomas had gone through scouts with an absolutely fabulous set of boys. We are grateful that two others are joining the same troop as Thomas, but three others have made a different decision. Thomas will now be in the same group as Robert, and the leader made sure that Robert was the one who got to "greet" Thomas as he crossed over the bridge, and also made sure that Robert was the one who got to put Thomas's neckerchief on. I'm very grateful there are pictures, and in many ways I'm equally grateful I wasn't there to watch it first hand...and blubber like an idiot!
At the end of the day we were all hanging out on the couch and watching some TV shows together and I don't think my heart could've been any more full. We were completely exhausted, but Andrew and I kept commenting on what a great day it had been!
It was, without a doubt, one of the most emotional days as a parent as well (somewhat due to being so tired)! As I watched Catherine play in her final games of the season, I was well aware they could very well be her final basketball games ever. She is by no means a star, even as a 7th grader playing in a 5/6th grade league. She has made tons of improvement this season and honestly, you could tell she was older as she was quite a leader on the floor in terms of directing and guiding they other players in their offensive and defensive schemes. However, while basketball may be something she loves, it isn't necessarily her talent, and there will be no chance to play rec next year. I will always be grateful that if yesterday really was the end for her, she got to go out with a victory as a champ!
Andrew's day with the boys was equally emotional. Thomas had completed cub scouts and was crossing over to boy scouts. Because of the age difference in our boys, we had been a part of the cub scout pack for the last 8-1/2 years. Not only was the fact that our "baby" old enough to move on very emotional, but the people made us emotional as well. Thomas had gone through scouts with an absolutely fabulous set of boys. We are grateful that two others are joining the same troop as Thomas, but three others have made a different decision. Thomas will now be in the same group as Robert, and the leader made sure that Robert was the one who got to "greet" Thomas as he crossed over the bridge, and also made sure that Robert was the one who got to put Thomas's neckerchief on. I'm very grateful there are pictures, and in many ways I'm equally grateful I wasn't there to watch it first hand...and blubber like an idiot!
At the end of the day we were all hanging out on the couch and watching some TV shows together and I don't think my heart could've been any more full. We were completely exhausted, but Andrew and I kept commenting on what a great day it had been!
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