Belated Thankful list

Every day I am thankful. A few years ago, my mother bought me a mug that says "God blesses every day, it's up to us to see it." I've always loved that saying, and I try hard to remember to look for those blessings every day. I choose to be a happy person for the most part. So here is my list of things I'm thankful for.

1. My health - Although I need to lose a few pounds and exercise more, I'm blessed with basically good health.

2. My children - I love them more than life itself, more than anything else in the world. They are my heart.

3. My children's health - I have a child with asthma and one that is pre-asthmatic, but I still feel so blessed. There are so many other illnesses and diseases that we could have to fight. I make sure I say a thank you every day for their health.

4. My husband - I was very lucky to find a man that I love and can live with. A man who is decent and kind, an although far from perfect, he is perfect for me.

5. My home - I love my home...it suits our family and I'm at peace here.

6. My extended family - They are a wonderful with very few issues (well, the ones we talk to regularly are...lol) and they truly love and spoil my kids.

There are a million other things I'm thankful for...the wonderful blue sky with the pretty white clouds, the chance to see the very dark and beautiful water when you're out on the open sea, the warm days when it should be cold, the rain on a summer day drenching the flowers...I try to see these things and take the pleasure in them.

Mostly, I'm thankful for my life.

Hey Mama!

Guess What Mama!? Mama!!! Mama, Can I? Daddy....oh wait, no we don't use that word in this house. That word is a naughty word, or maybe it's a forbidden word, or possibly we just don't like words that start with D (nope, we love the word dessert, so that can't be it) But that word doesn't get uttered at the beginning of a sentence in our house by anybody under the age of 18. Never...unless I'm not there, and then I'm not really sure. It's always Mama they come to...when they need a drink, or their butts wiped, or whatever else they may need. Mama. And while I've always tried to keep positive thoughts, it's getting harder to do so. A million times a day, I remind myself that this is a sign that my kids know they can rely on me, that they aren't afraid to ask me questions, that they know I love and care for them. But sometimes, I want to care a little less. Sometimes, I don't want to be the one that determines if they can have a snack or not. Sometimes, I want to hear that D word at the beginning of the sentences.

Please, don't misunderstand me, my husband is a good father and husband. He is just listening impaired. You truly have to say things at least 3 times for them to infiltrate his brain. Our children aren't that patient, so they've developed the coping mechanism of just not asking him for anything. This happens even when we tell them Daddy is in charge, don't ask Mama anything. And yes, I know that someday I'm going to miss those voices asking me so sweetly for a fruit roll up, but for now, I would truly settle for a few free hours. *

* Work doesn't count in these houre, because then I have adult children using my real name in the place of Mama!

so sue me

I failed...oh well. Who decided November was a good month for this insanity? With all the holidays (yes, I work for the government and get Election Day, Veterans Day and two days for Thanksgiving as holidays in this month alone) I'm wiped out. How do Election Day and Veterans Day wipe me out? Why am I so much busier? Who knows, but I failed. And now there will be no cool gift for me. Bummer!

It's been one nasty two week period, and I will be happy when Sunday arrives. I have several blogs started, but just can't seem to end them...maybe next week.

Oh crap, I did it now

I totally forgot to post yesterday. In between the doctors office visit for me and my mother-in-law (picture us in the waiting room...Mrs. Lang? Yes, which one? Tee hee) and getting out to vote and cleaning my house from top to bottome, I forgot to log on and publish. I now have drugs for my sinus infection, and I'm dehydrating more by the second...oh yeah, and I only got like 2 hours of solid sleep last night. So I'll post twice today...maybe the contest Gods will smile upon me and everyone else will forget one day...say like on Thanksgiving...hehe.

Boy this is hard...

I have some really great pictures of my kids. They are the snapshots I keep on my desk at work, on the mantle at home, in my memory because they make me smile. Shots of my son and oldest daughter with coonskin caps and funny faces, pics of my son in too big boxer briefs, tshirt and dress shirt smiling big in our newly painted kitchen. A snapshot of the younger daughter busy creating her artwork with silly buns in her hair and a princess tierra on her head. I love these pictures so much, I want to share them with the world on here. I want the world to chuckle at my kidlins, tell me how cute they are. This has been struggle for me even before I began my blog. I'm a member of a couple of forums, and to share or not to share has always been a question I had to answer after much thought. I had almost decided to share here, and then I read another persons blog. I refuse to link that blog here, or even type it's name. It was a hateful, immature blog that made me want to rant and rave at the creator. They took a picture of another persons child and photo shopped it into something nasty. They said this was to protest us "mamabloggers" using our children for profit. Hmmm...I'm not getting any income from this, so I'm not sure how that works...but nonetheless, I know how devastated I would be if someone took one of those precious pictures of my children and morphed into something horrible. Unfortunately, the person took the argument and made it something personal and immature. Not a good way to get her point across.

I did a lot of thinking after reading several of the blogs regarding this topic. The person who wrote it was discussing how our children would have to live later in life with the fact that anyone could google them and find out that they pooped in the bathtub at 2, or that so and so's mom was institutionalized for a while and the bullying and obnoxious playground antics would ensue. And that is a valid point...this is their story, and we are telling it for them. But I am horrible about putting it into a journal, and so I'm using that as a sort of journal for them. But people like that blogger, they are the reason I am so careful with names and pictures. And why sadly, you won't see those cute pictures that make me smile, unless you come visit my house.

Copyright 2006 Mamalang

Isn't Monday supposed to be the bad day?

I'm sick...and it's getting worse. I have a messy house that needs cleaned since 12 women are coming over Thursday, and my hubby seems to be PMSing. My teenager can't seem to complete one chore. All in all, I'm just in a funk tonight. My son cuddled with me earlier, and that sweet little boy affection did wonders for my tired soul. Then he turned into terror child, screaming so hard he had spittle flying...aaahhh, the wonders of a lack of sleep. I'm hoping tomorrow will be a better day, or I won't make it through this post a blog a day month.

With all that said, the soccer party today was very nice. The coach is a genuinely nice person, and I can tolerate all of the other parents...a few I even like. The kids all get along well, and they spent the entire time entrenched in some made up game, happily laughing and shouting. Unfortunately, since I'm sick I currently have no voice, which made it difficult to gather up the young un's when it was time to go. All in all though, it was a nice end to the season. Thanks coach!

The final Soccer Saturday

Today was PB's last soccer game, and they did not play up to their potential (I was just going to say they sucked, but someone would have been up my craw about that in a second.) They just didn't seem to be in any kind of state to play soccer...all 15 kids on the team. It was a sad end to a very good season, but I so admire her coach. During the break before the final quarter, he was talking to the kids about the game, and he asked them if they were having fun...He made sure they understood that while winning and having fun is more fun than losing and having fun the main thing was that they were having fun. He has been her coach for 2 seasons now, and I will have her on his team any time. He doesn't yell and scream meanly at the kids, he is always up and supportive, and the kids all respond to him. He really gets what a coach is supposed to be.

Now, ask me how much I love them all when they are yelling and screaming at the local kids play area tomorrow :)

Celebrities, smelebrities.

Here are the headlines today...

Anna Nicole suffering from a collapsed lung...
Ms. Great Britain is stripped of her crown...
Doogie Howser actor admits he is gay...
Nude fued ends at Waffle House...
Evangelist admits Meth, denies sex...
and Man Stabbed by Antlers after Crash.

Really, out of 9 headlines, these are the most important world headlines today? Is this really the only news other than Iraq that they can report on right now? I know it's Friday night (an pretty late on the east coast) but still...nothing of greater importance happened today? Now don't get me wrong, the nude fued probably livened up a dull Friday night for some people, and the man getting stabbed by the antlers...that just sucks. And the evengelist...that isn't any surprise. The bigger the church, the more money, the more power, the more corrupt they are. I guess I should look on the bright side, at least there isn't any headlines involving tsunamis or earthquakes, hurricanes or other natural disasters.

Thank you to everyone that kept my MIL in their thoughts. She received her pathology results today, and they are confident that they removed all of the cancerous tumor and her lymphnodes were clean. I still cried when she told me, but this time it was happy tears. And that is why this blog is so late getting posted...we spent the evening playing dominoes (believe me, it gets addictive) with her...seemed much more important than anything else I could have done.

New Car Smell

Yes, we finally have reached that pinnacle of adulthood. We bought a house earlier this year, and now we have purchased our first new car...as in no one else has ever owned it! I am so excited, I'm like a little kid on Christmas night. We bought the 2007 midnight blue Chevy HHR...I love it! The kids love it! It isn't a minivan (no offense meant to anyone else, they just aren't my thing.) And it gets better gas mileage...all which makes it the perfect car for us. I'm off to do the happy dance a little more.

Day 1

Copyright 2006 by mamalang
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So how is everyone feeling after the sugar fest last night? My kidlins don't have school today, and my hubby is off due to his mom's surgery, so they got to sleep in this morning...and I even got to sleep an extra hour too!

Today is the first day...I'm off to a rip roaring start. I'm working a topic list for the month, that way I have an idea for every day. Wish me luck!

BTW, I need some help. I have the picture for the NaBloPoMo but I'm not sure how to make it a link...anyone with Blogger Beta know what I need to do?