At WGU, you pace yourself in your classes and always have a mentor or two (or three) available to help if needed. This science class is supposedly "basic" but I haven't been in school since 1997 or thereabouts, and it is kicking my butt.
I have until 10/31 to get through it. At least, that's the deadline my mentor and I agreed on. Actually, scratch that. After taking the preassessment, he thinks I should be able to finish and pass the final by the end of the month. But I'm taking notes and studying and reading and looking through my notes and doing the chapter reviews and ... oh my stars I'm still on the first module (group of assignments).
There are things I wish I'd done differently as far as school goes -- back when learning was easy for me and I could ace classes without a second thought, I wish I hadn't taken that for granted and had still worked and learned and gotten through college. On the other hand, my life might not be the same it is today and I really do love The Rock and the kids and now that I know I need to work in school, I'm not taking anything for granted anymore. Doing school around a husband, kids, housework, etc., is definitely not easy, but I really am grateful for the opportunity.
The Rock's bipolar is a bit unstable at the moment, so he's been needing more time and attention, which makes less time for my homework. He's doing really well in his math and English classes, but the Portuguese is a struggle for him. That's the one I can't help with. I pointed out that being married to me is sort of like living with an English tutor, so he can get help whenever he needs it. So he's meeting with a Portuguese tutor at school and will be scheduling regular appointments with him. Baby Girl is teething and/or sick and pretty miserable so she's been up and crying a lot, but I still managed to get through a chapter last night. Little Mister is busy busy busy and likes playing Angry Birds on my computer, so sometimes I let him play while I read my notes or do the housework. VOD ... is gone a lot. Volleyball is taking up a LOT of time and we decided she can't really do drama and volleyball because she would never sleep or do her own homework, so this year is just volleyball and next year is just drama.
OHHHH! Gosh! I got the BEST compliment yesterday! Actually, two of them. Captain (an online friend) came over for a visit and lunch. She lives about an hour away and had never been to my house. She came in and sat down, looking around and smiled. I asked what she was thinking. She said, "I like your house. I'm comfortable here." SCORE! That means the cleaning is doing something and the rearranging is making the house comfortable, too. AND! My 6yo niece came to play and she has previously told me just how messy my house is. Yesterday, she said, "Wow! It's really clean in here!" Warm fuzzies all over. I'm feeling much better about my role as a wife and mother and how I'm fulfilling it these days. Guess the system I'm working with is helping.
Now, if only I could get the "exercise" box on my list checked off every day ... Baby steps, right?
Thursday, September 15, 2011
Monday, September 12, 2011
Bacon!!!
When I was pregnant with VOD, I craved bacon. I ate like a pound in one day. And have never loved it since. Oh sure, I've eaten it a time or two, but didn't LOVE it.
And when I was pregnant with baby girl, The Rock made krab "legs" wrapped in bacon.
And they made me sicker than sick.
Like I haven't wanted bacon at all since then. Two years ago.
My folks brought us some a while ago and it was the first time I'd enjoyed it. It was pretty good stuff. Then, Friday, I went to this local butcher to get some ground beef (which is super lean and tastes like steak) and a couple of roasts, and when we got out of the car ... I could smell the bacon curing. And I had to buy some.
I cooked about half of it for the family for breakfast yesterday morning.
It.Was.Awesome.
The Rock loved it too -- it is actually MEAT and not just grease and gross.
And then? I decided to spread the delicious bacon love in the dinner I made for the in-laws last night. This is obviously a splurge dish, but wow ...
You're welcome.
Creamy Bacon Chicken and Rice
6 c rice
2 slices good bacon (seriously, get the good stuff)
1 onion, diced
2 large cloves garlic, minced or pressed
1 c cauliflower, finely chopped (so your kids and menfolk won't know it's there, but you can add more or use larger pieces if desired)
3 cooked and shredded chicken breasts
1-1/2 c chicken stock
1-1/2 packages cream cheese
Cook the rice your preferred method. Fry the bacon and remove from pan. Add the onion and garlic to the pan and cook in the drippings until onion is translucent. Add the cauliflower and cook about 5 minutes. Dice the bacon and put back in the pan, along with the chicken stock. Simmer until cauliflower is soft, then add chicken and cream cheese and heat thoroughly. Serve over the cooked rice and moan with delight.
And when I was pregnant with baby girl, The Rock made krab "legs" wrapped in bacon.
And they made me sicker than sick.
Like I haven't wanted bacon at all since then. Two years ago.
My folks brought us some a while ago and it was the first time I'd enjoyed it. It was pretty good stuff. Then, Friday, I went to this local butcher to get some ground beef (which is super lean and tastes like steak) and a couple of roasts, and when we got out of the car ... I could smell the bacon curing. And I had to buy some.
I cooked about half of it for the family for breakfast yesterday morning.
It.Was.Awesome.
The Rock loved it too -- it is actually MEAT and not just grease and gross.
And then? I decided to spread the delicious bacon love in the dinner I made for the in-laws last night. This is obviously a splurge dish, but wow ...
You're welcome.
Creamy Bacon Chicken and Rice
6 c rice
2 slices good bacon (seriously, get the good stuff)
1 onion, diced
2 large cloves garlic, minced or pressed
1 c cauliflower, finely chopped (so your kids and menfolk won't know it's there, but you can add more or use larger pieces if desired)
3 cooked and shredded chicken breasts
1-1/2 c chicken stock
1-1/2 packages cream cheese
Cook the rice your preferred method. Fry the bacon and remove from pan. Add the onion and garlic to the pan and cook in the drippings until onion is translucent. Add the cauliflower and cook about 5 minutes. Dice the bacon and put back in the pan, along with the chicken stock. Simmer until cauliflower is soft, then add chicken and cream cheese and heat thoroughly. Serve over the cooked rice and moan with delight.
Saturday, September 10, 2011
It's been a long week
Last weekend, DisGrace told me that her mother-in-law had stopped eating. She's 85 and has dementia and we all kind of figured she was saying it's time.
She passed on Monday.
She was such a sweet lady. I first met Vera when I was 16. DisGrace and Dunka Darren (LM's name for him) were newly engagged and there was a family reunion in Hairyzona over Thanksgiving break that year. I had a school dance I insisted on attending, so DisGrace and Dunka Darren said they'd take me down with them the next day. We stopped in St. George and had dinner with Vera and Theron, Dunka Darren's dad. I remember just visiting with them and being completely disgusted by the starburst-swapping going on while Dunka Darren was driving down the freeway. Ew. Gag.
Thankfully, Dunka Darren has been in our lives ever since.
So has Vera.
Even more thankfully, I haven't been forced to witness any more starburst swapping.
VOD has called her Gramma Vera for her whole life. We visited her with and without DisGrace and the kids. We took dinner to her on several occasions. Saw her at the care center where she's been living the last few years. And she and Theron stayed with my folks for a while when they moved up here years ago. Theron died in 1999. We're all happy for them that they are reunited.
Tuesday, Hyzenth told me she's moving to Montana. She is one of the few local friends I get to hang out with on occasion, and now she's going away. What the what? *cry*
Late Wednesday night, a gay man was beaten up by at least 3 attackers in the tri-town area we grew up in. Oh yeah. I know him. He is one of the kindest people you could ever meet. I'm pretty sure most people know that beating up anyone for being different is just plain wrong. There were no witnesses. Three men ganged up on him around 12:45 a.m. as he took the trash out at his place of work. One of his co-workers found him a few hours later. These attackers may think they have gotten away with something, but God knows who they are and what they did. They will pay eventually.
The Rock has been having a bipolar episode all week related to school and me starting school and being stressed out. And the baby isn't sleeping so well with all the bedroom rearranging we've been doing and it's still not done and we had to tackle the living room instead of finishing because she kept turning off the surge protector to the Xbox ... VOD woke up yelling at everyone and put me in a tizzy, too. And then Bitty got her car seat all sticky this morning so I had to change them all around and the new one my mom gave us is different and harder to install and by the time I got it in, I was a sweaty mess and my eye makeup was smeared down to my chin.
So I was worn out and emotional and completely bonkers by the time we got out the door to get to Vera's funeral. I didn't have time to shower and change and get fresh makeup on, just had to wipe off the smears and go. Good thing I'd showered earlier. While I was wrestling the car seats, Little Mister dumped bubbles all over his corduroy pants and I asked VOD to get him a clean pair of pants, and I didn't notice until we were on our way to the church that she put sweat pants on him.
SWEAT PANTS.
So not appropriate for a funeral. GRRRR.
We finally made it and sat down, but Little Mister was running circles around me and asked to go see DisGrace. When she reached out for a hug, he screamed, "NO!" and ran away. I hauled him out to the foyer and stayed out there with him. VOD and KC kept Bitty for a while.
He was being SO frustrating. SO three. SO boy. Running around, full of energy, being disobedient, when I just wanted him to sit still and STOP for 5 minutes so I could cope. I finally just sat on the floor, cleaned up the markers he'd uncapped and thrown everywhere, and stayed where I was, trying not to be hysterical or mean or cry.
He looked at my face and this, "Oh, Mommy," look came over his. He very calmly turned around and sat his little self down on my crossed legs. And we snuggled for about 3 minutes. I breathed in his little boy scent, and that made him laugh. I ran my fingers through his hair (which is finally growing back after we buzzed him early in the summer), and that made him laugh more. I squeezed him with my arms and kissed his cheek and breathed him in again, and we both laughed.
The rest of the day wasn't super easy, but I wasn't as bad off as I'd started. As hard as those days can be and as rough as this week has been, times like that really do make it all worth it.
She passed on Monday.
She was such a sweet lady. I first met Vera when I was 16. DisGrace and Dunka Darren (LM's name for him) were newly engagged and there was a family reunion in Hairyzona over Thanksgiving break that year. I had a school dance I insisted on attending, so DisGrace and Dunka Darren said they'd take me down with them the next day. We stopped in St. George and had dinner with Vera and Theron, Dunka Darren's dad. I remember just visiting with them and being completely disgusted by the starburst-swapping going on while Dunka Darren was driving down the freeway. Ew. Gag.
Thankfully, Dunka Darren has been in our lives ever since.
So has Vera.
Even more thankfully, I haven't been forced to witness any more starburst swapping.
VOD has called her Gramma Vera for her whole life. We visited her with and without DisGrace and the kids. We took dinner to her on several occasions. Saw her at the care center where she's been living the last few years. And she and Theron stayed with my folks for a while when they moved up here years ago. Theron died in 1999. We're all happy for them that they are reunited.
Tuesday, Hyzenth told me she's moving to Montana. She is one of the few local friends I get to hang out with on occasion, and now she's going away. What the what? *cry*
Late Wednesday night, a gay man was beaten up by at least 3 attackers in the tri-town area we grew up in. Oh yeah. I know him. He is one of the kindest people you could ever meet. I'm pretty sure most people know that beating up anyone for being different is just plain wrong. There were no witnesses. Three men ganged up on him around 12:45 a.m. as he took the trash out at his place of work. One of his co-workers found him a few hours later. These attackers may think they have gotten away with something, but God knows who they are and what they did. They will pay eventually.
The Rock has been having a bipolar episode all week related to school and me starting school and being stressed out. And the baby isn't sleeping so well with all the bedroom rearranging we've been doing and it's still not done and we had to tackle the living room instead of finishing because she kept turning off the surge protector to the Xbox ... VOD woke up yelling at everyone and put me in a tizzy, too. And then Bitty got her car seat all sticky this morning so I had to change them all around and the new one my mom gave us is different and harder to install and by the time I got it in, I was a sweaty mess and my eye makeup was smeared down to my chin.
So I was worn out and emotional and completely bonkers by the time we got out the door to get to Vera's funeral. I didn't have time to shower and change and get fresh makeup on, just had to wipe off the smears and go. Good thing I'd showered earlier. While I was wrestling the car seats, Little Mister dumped bubbles all over his corduroy pants and I asked VOD to get him a clean pair of pants, and I didn't notice until we were on our way to the church that she put sweat pants on him.
SWEAT PANTS.
So not appropriate for a funeral. GRRRR.
We finally made it and sat down, but Little Mister was running circles around me and asked to go see DisGrace. When she reached out for a hug, he screamed, "NO!" and ran away. I hauled him out to the foyer and stayed out there with him. VOD and KC kept Bitty for a while.
He was being SO frustrating. SO three. SO boy. Running around, full of energy, being disobedient, when I just wanted him to sit still and STOP for 5 minutes so I could cope. I finally just sat on the floor, cleaned up the markers he'd uncapped and thrown everywhere, and stayed where I was, trying not to be hysterical or mean or cry.
He looked at my face and this, "Oh, Mommy," look came over his. He very calmly turned around and sat his little self down on my crossed legs. And we snuggled for about 3 minutes. I breathed in his little boy scent, and that made him laugh. I ran my fingers through his hair (which is finally growing back after we buzzed him early in the summer), and that made him laugh more. I squeezed him with my arms and kissed his cheek and breathed him in again, and we both laughed.
The rest of the day wasn't super easy, but I wasn't as bad off as I'd started. As hard as those days can be and as rough as this week has been, times like that really do make it all worth it.
Saturday, September 3, 2011
I love that kid!
Little Mister makes me laugh every day. Yesterday's awesomeness was at dinner at DisGrace's. He said the blessing and said, "Please bless the food. I don't like it. Amen."
She said he's never allowed to say the blessing at her house again.
As hard as some days are with him, he is a good kid and fun to be around most of the time.
Tonight we went to the Brazilian Festival at The Gateway Center in Salt Lake City, UT. He was so cute and we all had fun. I just love him. And the rest of my family, but today was a Little Mister love day.
And here are the rest of us.
Have a great Labor Day weekend!
She said he's never allowed to say the blessing at her house again.
As hard as some days are with him, he is a good kid and fun to be around most of the time.
Tonight we went to the Brazilian Festival at The Gateway Center in Salt Lake City, UT. He was so cute and we all had fun. I just love him. And the rest of my family, but today was a Little Mister love day.
And here are the rest of us.
Have a great Labor Day weekend!
Friday, September 2, 2011
THE INTER-FREAKING-NET
Oh the horror! The guy showed up an hour early yesterday, right at noon. I'm just glad I was dressed and had a bra on.
He couldn't figure out the mess of cables back there. Alyssa, my landlady, said it's been a mess since before they bought the place and she tried to help him figure it out too, but he accidentally cut their internet and cable when he turned off ours. We had to call her ISP and they came over and all worked together and got us both up and running.
He was here for FOUR HOURS.
One of the issues we are facing is that we are outgrowing this little apartment faster than we can even comprehend. Little Mister is a terror trying to get to sleep, so co-sleeping with him isn't working, and Bitty, well, she's not sleeping because he's not. So I told The Rock if we were changing internet, we were going to change rooms around this weekend because it isn't working and he's not home at bedtime to deal with it all.
So the internet went in the master bedroom, where the kids sleep with me. They didn't get their naps and they were mean and cranky and I had a horrible headache. After the guy left, Little Mister had a little nap. Bitty had one as he was leaving, but Little Mister woke her up and the rest of the day she was a grouch.
I had a little nap, thanks to VOD taking Bitty and Little Mister. My headache lessened, so I tried to connect the router to the modem through my laptop and it disabled my wireless internet. And didn't fix it. And I couldn't get it to recognize the wireless key was ON. So I gave up for a while.
I put Bitty to bed and she zonked out by 7:30. When The Rock left for work, stressing because he didn't have internet and has homework due today, I figured I'd better set up the router through The Rock's computer so he could do his homework. His computer was in another room (the one he's been sleeping in for the last year), which meant I needed to move two dressers, a TV, a set of wooden portable stairs, a chair, and a desk to get it set up in the correct place so we could get the modem and router hooked up right. It was 8:30 by the time I started this little project. And the kids kept screaming at me that the XBOX wasn't hooking up to the internet so they couldn't watch Netflix.
Dude. I know.
I disassembled the computer and moved it, the TV, stairs, chair, and the dressers without incident.
The Rock's desk got stuck in the doorway.
VOD and I couldn't figure out how to get it out of there. We knew The Rock had just maneuvered it through the door, but we couldn't do it. She was stuck in the room and started having a panic attack.
I had to take the top off the desk, so I had to find the tools to do so, but managed it and the panic attack stopped. We carried the pieces to the other room separately, then reattached the top to the legs.
By this time, Little Mister had woken up Bitty and she would not go back to sleep. So I put LM to bed in the bedroom and took her into the living room, where VOD had opened the hide-a-bed (hoping LM would have fallen asleep but no such luck). Bitty finally fell asleep on the hide-a-bed and LM was asleep in the bed, so I finished the router mess. Except my computer still wasn't recognizing that the wireless connection was even on.
At 10:49 last night, I finally got both computers connected to the internet and logged in to my first class. I did two sections of it before my eyes started blurring and burning and I started dozing in the chair. I shut everything down, scooted Little Mister back to his side of the bed, grabbed Bitty out of the hide-a-bed, and we all fell asleep.
The Rock came home early from work an hour later. Fortunately? He didn't wake me up. He was stressed a bit because he couldn't find his medication, but he took it this morning. Thankfully.
He told me that he was sad I had to handle all of this last night on my own, but I am GLAD I did it when he was gone. He can be just as distracting as the kids when I'm trying to do something, asking questions and telling me I'm doing it wrong. <gr>
At least the HARD part is done now. All we have to do is clean up the messes in the other two rooms and move belongings around.
OH, and the financial aid came through finally, so we're both less stressed. He is buying the rest of his books today and I've paid almost all the bills that are due. Still have to pay the rent and get a few groceries, but I'm not too worried about that. There's plenty for it (thank God!).
Nap time! Off to feed the boy and hopefully get them both down for a nap before 2, which is when I have a conference call for school. YAY!
He couldn't figure out the mess of cables back there. Alyssa, my landlady, said it's been a mess since before they bought the place and she tried to help him figure it out too, but he accidentally cut their internet and cable when he turned off ours. We had to call her ISP and they came over and all worked together and got us both up and running.
He was here for FOUR HOURS.
One of the issues we are facing is that we are outgrowing this little apartment faster than we can even comprehend. Little Mister is a terror trying to get to sleep, so co-sleeping with him isn't working, and Bitty, well, she's not sleeping because he's not. So I told The Rock if we were changing internet, we were going to change rooms around this weekend because it isn't working and he's not home at bedtime to deal with it all.
So the internet went in the master bedroom, where the kids sleep with me. They didn't get their naps and they were mean and cranky and I had a horrible headache. After the guy left, Little Mister had a little nap. Bitty had one as he was leaving, but Little Mister woke her up and the rest of the day she was a grouch.
I had a little nap, thanks to VOD taking Bitty and Little Mister. My headache lessened, so I tried to connect the router to the modem through my laptop and it disabled my wireless internet. And didn't fix it. And I couldn't get it to recognize the wireless key was ON. So I gave up for a while.
I put Bitty to bed and she zonked out by 7:30. When The Rock left for work, stressing because he didn't have internet and has homework due today, I figured I'd better set up the router through The Rock's computer so he could do his homework. His computer was in another room (the one he's been sleeping in for the last year), which meant I needed to move two dressers, a TV, a set of wooden portable stairs, a chair, and a desk to get it set up in the correct place so we could get the modem and router hooked up right. It was 8:30 by the time I started this little project. And the kids kept screaming at me that the XBOX wasn't hooking up to the internet so they couldn't watch Netflix.
Dude. I know.
I disassembled the computer and moved it, the TV, stairs, chair, and the dressers without incident.
The Rock's desk got stuck in the doorway.
VOD and I couldn't figure out how to get it out of there. We knew The Rock had just maneuvered it through the door, but we couldn't do it. She was stuck in the room and started having a panic attack.
I had to take the top off the desk, so I had to find the tools to do so, but managed it and the panic attack stopped. We carried the pieces to the other room separately, then reattached the top to the legs.
By this time, Little Mister had woken up Bitty and she would not go back to sleep. So I put LM to bed in the bedroom and took her into the living room, where VOD had opened the hide-a-bed (hoping LM would have fallen asleep but no such luck). Bitty finally fell asleep on the hide-a-bed and LM was asleep in the bed, so I finished the router mess. Except my computer still wasn't recognizing that the wireless connection was even on.
At 10:49 last night, I finally got both computers connected to the internet and logged in to my first class. I did two sections of it before my eyes started blurring and burning and I started dozing in the chair. I shut everything down, scooted Little Mister back to his side of the bed, grabbed Bitty out of the hide-a-bed, and we all fell asleep.
The Rock came home early from work an hour later. Fortunately? He didn't wake me up. He was stressed a bit because he couldn't find his medication, but he took it this morning. Thankfully.
He told me that he was sad I had to handle all of this last night on my own, but I am GLAD I did it when he was gone. He can be just as distracting as the kids when I'm trying to do something, asking questions and telling me I'm doing it wrong. <gr>
At least the HARD part is done now. All we have to do is clean up the messes in the other two rooms and move belongings around.
OH, and the financial aid came through finally, so we're both less stressed. He is buying the rest of his books today and I've paid almost all the bills that are due. Still have to pay the rent and get a few groceries, but I'm not too worried about that. There's plenty for it (thank God!).
Nap time! Off to feed the boy and hopefully get them both down for a nap before 2, which is when I have a conference call for school. YAY!
Wednesday, August 31, 2011
My last day of "freedom"
One would think I would have had something more fun planned for today than housework and hanging out with my kids, but I'm a mom! That's what we did today.
Tomorrow, I start my first online class and I have a phone call with my new student mentor. And I also apparently have an appointment with a different internet provider -- The Rock wants something faster. Ok then.
VOD (a.k.a. Runner Girl) is at school from 8 to 4:30 every day. She's having fun with volleyball but she's worn out. Then she comes home around 5, practices, eats dinner, does homework, and off to bed. It's busy.
The littles are just all over the place. Much playing, yelling, tackling, tickling, jabbering, laughing, and I wish more napping. Ha.
This has been a hard week because The Rock's financial aid hasn't come in yet and we have rent and car payment due. And my financial aid won't come through until mid October. The Rock is stressing over it but things are better now that he has most of his books and online access to his math class. He's turned in his first assignments and is feeling more confident that things will be OK.
As I've been couponing, I've tried to stock up on basics and everything else. We got a bunch of pasta for free (sale+coupon) a while ago, but a lot of it was tricolor and we found out The Rock is allergic to spinach. So it's a no go. And we used up the rest of what I got. But I haven't seen a fabulous sale and can't go get any pasta or anything right now. We have been eating a lot of rice lately but I wanted something different and we can't do potatoes.
I started rummaging through my pantry tonight trying to find something to do for dinner and a big bucket in the back caught my eye. I have a few -- flour, sugar, rice, and this one, which I knew was there but couldn't remember what I'd put in it. Something told me just to open it and look. I found spaghetti, macaroni, and various dry beans. I've been cooking a pound of dry beans every week, and we just make bean/rice/protein bowls for quick lunches or whatever. And now I have a few more to choose from.
I'm very grateful that I listened to that little voice that told me to look there, and that I've been catching sales here and there on this sort of stuff. I've felt drawn to starting school but also to striving to save money and make things work on a limited income. Even though things aren't as smooth sailing as I'd like with school and The Rock's bipolar, little blessings like this let me know that we are going to be OK through it all and that God is watching over us. He is guiding even seemingly small choices like buying a couple of extra packages of pasta and stashing them for a rainy day.
So my last day of "freedom" has been a good one after all. And for that, I'm thankful.
Tomorrow, I start my first online class and I have a phone call with my new student mentor. And I also apparently have an appointment with a different internet provider -- The Rock wants something faster. Ok then.
VOD (a.k.a. Runner Girl) is at school from 8 to 4:30 every day. She's having fun with volleyball but she's worn out. Then she comes home around 5, practices, eats dinner, does homework, and off to bed. It's busy.
The littles are just all over the place. Much playing, yelling, tackling, tickling, jabbering, laughing, and I wish more napping. Ha.
This has been a hard week because The Rock's financial aid hasn't come in yet and we have rent and car payment due. And my financial aid won't come through until mid October. The Rock is stressing over it but things are better now that he has most of his books and online access to his math class. He's turned in his first assignments and is feeling more confident that things will be OK.
As I've been couponing, I've tried to stock up on basics and everything else. We got a bunch of pasta for free (sale+coupon) a while ago, but a lot of it was tricolor and we found out The Rock is allergic to spinach. So it's a no go. And we used up the rest of what I got. But I haven't seen a fabulous sale and can't go get any pasta or anything right now. We have been eating a lot of rice lately but I wanted something different and we can't do potatoes.
I started rummaging through my pantry tonight trying to find something to do for dinner and a big bucket in the back caught my eye. I have a few -- flour, sugar, rice, and this one, which I knew was there but couldn't remember what I'd put in it. Something told me just to open it and look. I found spaghetti, macaroni, and various dry beans. I've been cooking a pound of dry beans every week, and we just make bean/rice/protein bowls for quick lunches or whatever. And now I have a few more to choose from.
I'm very grateful that I listened to that little voice that told me to look there, and that I've been catching sales here and there on this sort of stuff. I've felt drawn to starting school but also to striving to save money and make things work on a limited income. Even though things aren't as smooth sailing as I'd like with school and The Rock's bipolar, little blessings like this let me know that we are going to be OK through it all and that God is watching over us. He is guiding even seemingly small choices like buying a couple of extra packages of pasta and stashing them for a rainy day.
So my last day of "freedom" has been a good one after all. And for that, I'm thankful.
Saturday, August 27, 2011
It's time for a vote!
So after the first practice, Runner Girl decided cross country wasn't actually what she wanted to do this year.
She tried out for volleyball instead.
And made the team.
Which means she actually hit a ball and didn't hide from it or run away screaming, like she used to do.
Some of the benefits she pointed out:
*It's inside!
*It's air conditioned!
*I have less of a chance of twisting my ankle.
*There's a drinking fountain if I get thirsty!
*IT'S FUNNER!
She also mentioned her cousin, who was in cross country with her last year. Sort of. They were screwy with the rules, so he ran in the practices but not in the races. It sort of sucked. Anyway. He made the volleyball team, too, so they're doing it together. And drama tryouts are Monday, which he's going to try out for as well.
So I guess she's not Runner Girl this year. I think I'm changing her name to Drama Princess.
Or Volley Girl.
VOTE! Or give me a different name and if I like it better, I'll use it!
She tried out for volleyball instead.
And made the team.
Which means she actually hit a ball and didn't hide from it or run away screaming, like she used to do.
Some of the benefits she pointed out:
*It's inside!
*It's air conditioned!
*I have less of a chance of twisting my ankle.
*There's a drinking fountain if I get thirsty!
*IT'S FUNNER!
She also mentioned her cousin, who was in cross country with her last year. Sort of. They were screwy with the rules, so he ran in the practices but not in the races. It sort of sucked. Anyway. He made the volleyball team, too, so they're doing it together. And drama tryouts are Monday, which he's going to try out for as well.
So I guess she's not Runner Girl this year. I think I'm changing her name to Drama Princess.
Or Volley Girl.
VOTE! Or give me a different name and if I like it better, I'll use it!
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