I guess this is home..

Thursday morning, Molly died. That evening resulted in a 911 call, a home loan rejection and three sad little faces.

Friday, a little boy that plays with Drew was attacked by a dog.

Tonight, my neighbor went into have her baby after we BBQ’d as a block… after having our morning coffee together and after the mail man told my neighbor he though I hated him (I don’t, I actually love him).

It’s been a crazy weekend. One where the neighborhood felt scary then, just like home. We don’t all get a long very well, or at all sometimes. Everyone thinks I’m mean. Even the mailman apparently but after the craziness of the little boy, it was like we had been friends all our life and the scary was gone and maybe it’s OK that this is gonna be home for a little while longer. At least a year, because what’s the point of moving twice if we don’t have to? And despite my lack of faith this last couple of years, I am trying to look at the rejection and the coming together, though crazy and not very well thought out by the big Guy, as a sign from God, that this is home. Maybe for the next year or more. It’s not the ghetto and yes we have trouble but it’s a beautiful yard with lotsa friends who have come to each others aid a lot faster and friendlier then I’ve seen in a long time. Maybe we are suppose to be here on Wacco road… I mean what else could he be showing us?

 

 

 

A BIG giveaway, yup yup yup!!!

Hip, hip hooray!! A giveaway!!

I’m “new” and want to celebrate so I thought of a fun giveaway!

Beginning Monday, May 21st, the contest will open for entries! Each day I receive 25 entries a prize will be reveled. Days I don’t get 25? No prize.

For example if on Monday, 25 people “enter” the contest the window labeled DAY 1 will show the prize but if day 2 only 18 new entries are received, no prize will be reveled. At the end of the week, whatever prizes are show will be awarded to one lucky winner!! What will the prizes be? Well some of the stuff I normally stock and maybe something new too!! So check back and enter on Monday! It’s the cool thing to do!!

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Mother’s day, schmothers day

Dexter and I have been up since 4:00am. Everyone in the house is still sleeping, my husband on the couch along with Drew. I didn’t sleep so well last night. I had a lot on my mind. I still do. Most of which stems from my sweet little four year old’s tear-filled plea to return to preschool after he’s refused to go for months. Partially fault of my own. Now of course there are only two weeks left and he wants to see his friends. All I can do is send a pleading email and hope he forgives me for not forcing him to go.

I wouldn’t say it was a stellar mother’s day. But why should it be? It’s just another day I guess. I’m their mother everyday. That should be enough right? And it is for the most part but each year I get my hopes up that I will be one of those mommies bragging about her amazing day and I am not. But maybe I am looking at the day wrong. I tend to be a little half empty, despite my very best effort to be half full.

I’m constantly looking for that normal that’s not mine. I’m gonna eventually learn not to  get my hopes up and realize that my motherly appreciation is in the eyes of my little ones when I know the “right” way to wash their hair and how to apply bandaids. It’s when I take them to the mall to get their iPods fixed to save their days from being yucky. It’s Angry Bird tee-shirts and taking time away from house work to help learn to ride bikes. It’s coffee mugs with Snoopy and Charlie Brown because they remembered ONE conversation about how much I like peanuts and how much I feel like Charlie Brown when he got the rock on Halloween.

It’s not a day of rest. It’s a day filled with children right? Children are what make you a mother. Hopes up or not, I’m gonna just try and  be happy I have them so I can’t sulk that my Mother’s day sucked…. if it weren’t for them, I wouldn’t be a mother.

So hopefully today’s client won’t mind that the house isn’t that clean. I couldn’t put the baby down yesterday and my children were busy playing. One was learning to ride his bike….. and making me feel guilty about school but hey, that’s what kids do right?