Thursday, July 31, 2008
Wednesday, July 30, 2008
Thursday, July 24, 2008
Wednesday, July 23, 2008
Tuesday, July 22, 2008
Monday, July 21, 2008
Up at 8:30am, the following was accomplished before noon, basically in this order:
- Emptied wading pool (I love being outside so early in the day and feeling the freshness of the air, the pool was stagnant for a few days so it needed to be dumped out.)
- Started the laundry (I kept an ongoing tally of how many loads I did, final count was nine loads)
- Put Mr. M on the toilet for potty training (another ongoing tally that I finally stopped at five times before noon; it probably hits 20 or more in a day - a lot of interrupted time)
- Empty the dishwasher (for the remainder of this blog, my beloved dishwasher will be referred to as DW, because that is it's name in our family)
- Load DW (running it tonight due to electric company peak hours)
- Handwash dishes (bowls that won't fit in DW, cupcake holders from party)
- Vacuum front room (including under the couch with the attachment)
- Folding laundry (final count of ongoing tally - 10 loads, one was already in the basket from before)
- Set up kids on the computer to check out bearville (discovered, after a lengthy registration, the main activity is chatting, completely inappropriate for a 5 and 6 yo, switched to build a bear games instead)
- Picked up poop from dog in backyard
- Put away misc. birthday party items still laying around (gift bags, water bottles, etc.)
In between all this, I must note, more than one child was given a time out for bickering, bad attitudes, general mean tone of voice, which set a theme leading to all of them having to lay down for nap time. Sigh. Bickering is a problem here lately.
For lunch, Top Ramen flavor of choice while watching Scholastic's "Where the Wild Things Are". I really enjoy those dvds. I am always the one preferring a book, but these videos are excellent, especially the Carole King music. After lunch, we read 4 library books before retiring to beds and reading half a chapter of Hello, Miss Piggle-Wiggle. The kids don't seem to enjoy these stories as much as I do.
After a short nap myself, due to being up late reading and writing lately (yay for me!) this was the rest of my day:
- Sweep kitchen floor
- Mop kitchen floor (with my new Mr. Clean Magic Eraser Mop - it was ok, it's a mop)
- Kids put away their own clothes (yay!)
- Ate my lunch (Luna bar, peanut butter cookie flavor - that didn't taste like a pb cookie at all and if it wasn't for weight purposes, I would never eat another one)
- Checked my email (declined two requests from people - learning to say no and feel good about it is a new accomplishment for me, and it feels great)
- Made dinner (rice with lumpia for me and dh, rice with popcorn fish for kids - everyone ate but was hungry again later)
- Washed Prof X hair, washed my own hair, went to Supercuts for pre-camp haircuts (his looks great, definitely a no-fuss, no-brush camp haircut; once again, the stylist tried to tell me to try something new on my curls, "mousse will only dry your hair out", but by the time I got home, the KMS CurlUp she put in my hair had made my hair sticky and clumpy, and the rest frizzed out MAJORLY)
- Put away my own clothes
- Reviewed the camp packing list (mild panic attack)
- Made a to-do list for tomorrow (Prof X on trip to museum, Princess O to Target to spend bday money)
So, I think I may have to do this reverse list more often. I got so much done and I think it makes a difference when I list every single thing. I got a really great picture of exactly how much I do all day. Yeah.
Sunday, July 20, 2008
Whenever a parent decides to have a "small party" for one of their children, it inevitably still costs not a "small" amount of money. We invited about 12 little girls to a wading pool, served only fruit and cupcakes with water bottles, handed out candy in cups with a small bear from Oriental Trading, and still spent a lot. The balloons, food, water, and gifts from us were worth it though. It was Princess O's 5th birthday, and she chose a Build a Bear theme. We got her ears pierced, dad's decision, and treated her, her brother, and her best friend to a trip to Build a Bear. All that was on Saturday.
Friday was spent in preparation for the "small party". Errands were run, fruit was prepped, cupcakes were made. The cupcakes turned out good, in spite of my black thumb in the kitchen. Princess O chose a pink frosted cupcake with three gummy bears on top sitting under a paper umbrella. Totally cute, and everyone loved them. Definitely worth the effort. Sounds easy, I know, but again, black thumb.
Sunday, ahh, yes, today was awesome. It was my first Sunday not singing with the worship band at church. I got to sleep in, the kids got to sleep in. We attended one service. No interruptions to pull the kids out for breakfast during first service after worship was over. No rushing to get everyone in before a certain time. And, it's so funny to me, that anyone noticed, but I sure got a couple funny looks. At my church, no one ever leaves leadership unless something horrible happens and they have to leave. Like, adultery, or they reveal some other awful thing they have been doing. No, for me, it's a personal choice. I want to focus on my writing. I want my time to be my own. I felt the Lord whisper into my heart that my season for singing was over. So, it's over. And it was so awesome to wear jeans and not worry about how I looked. If I want to wear my jean skirt, I can! I have been in some type of leadership at my church for the past 12 years!! I have always tried to maintain a modest appearance that didn't draw attention to myself. No more! Nose piercing? Yes! Another tattoo in a visible place? Yes!
My husband made the comment today, as we were discussing his image as a musician, that he wished someone would have told him to keep his personal style as a new Christian. Our church gives the impression that tattoos are wrong, piercings are wrong, but my dh is an individual with creative taste that he has been oppressing. Cartilage piercing? Yes! Earrings again? Yes! Eyebrow piercing again? I say yes, he's unsure.
I feel like a new season of really discovering more about my self is beginning. Free at last, free at last, thank God almighty, I'm free at last!
Tuesday, July 15, 2008
I surprised myself by accomplishing vacuuming both rooms that sorely needed it, unloading and loading the dishwasher to run while we're gone, and goading the kids to clean their own room, the front room, and put their clothes away. I also talked to my sister in Washington, put away the air-dried clothes, and changed out a load of laundry. All this before 10:30am, in spite of the fact I was up past midnight. You may not be impressed, but I am!
We hit the road, dropping off Professor X, and pressing on to get all birthday party preparation shopping done. With me were Princess O, whose birthday party is this weekend, and Mr. Max, who is great company even though he is not fully potty-trained. We went to the party store and ordered a big bunch of balloons. I hate balloons, and Princess O is saying she hates balloons. I don't think she really does, so I am trying to get her to enjoy some this weekend.
We stopped for lunch at Chik-Fil-A. It's the cleanest, most friendly "good food quickly" stop in this area. Mr. M was as good as he could be, mostly eating french fries and fruit, dancing to Robert Palmer's "Get It On". I made a conscious effort to relax, not rush the kids, and have some good conversation with Princess O. Her stutter has returned, along with some facial efforts at getting the words out. I'm not sure if this is developmental, or stuck for good. We'll see how long it lasts this time. The only harsh moment was when we were getting up and Mr. M blasted out the door without us, much to my surprise. I didn't think he could open it. But he did. And so, once again, I got the "bad mom" stares from the other patrons who were mostly on break from work. "Must be nice to get a break every day!" I shouted. Okay, I didn't shout it, but I wanted to.
We then breezed through Target, picking up Funfetti cupcake mix and gummi bears for the cupcakes. We bought some pixie glitter at the cake supply store. Now we are home. The kids are napping for a bit, then getting into our small inflatable pool, then off to pick up the Professor after that. I'm setting my sights on dinner, unsure of what lies ahead there. Then a night of finishing laundry, more writing, and a cozy evening at home playing Feed the Kitty. Ciao!
My blog on myspace has been an ongoing tale of the joys and laughs watching and listening to my children as they grow. My kids are hilarious! I know that I have goofball tendencies, and so does my creative musician husband, so these kids are full of goofs. And I appreciate the way they feel free to just be their goofy self, not bending to peers or leaving things behind to please someone else.
This blog, one that is for my free writing, away from the eyes of friends and relatives, will just have to morph with me as I become the writer-wife-mom I was made to be.
Monday, July 14, 2008
There are so many options to writing. Do I go into freelance while I'm working on my books? Should I focus on some short story ideas? As long as I'm writing everything down manually, aka pad and pen, I think I'm moving forward somewhat.
I'm considering setting some daily writing goals. A good idea, I think, but I always have this wild factor of the dks. I guess that's why I started this blog. To get something going, to get something out. Tonight I linked to some interesting-looking blogs, some places to go for inspiration or relation. I vowed to not post about my daily life here, just thoughts on writing, and random thoughts I have that I don't really share with anyone else. Like, political occurrences, celebrity shenanigans, movie reviews, books I've read and basically whatever free flowing writing I can type out.