Yes, Suzanne. You have missed alot of school already. They are all out playing on the trampoline, and she came in crying because her sister hit her, supposedly. I don't know how to handle all of their little dramas. I think encouraging them to be good and kind when it is peaceful, and having them sit for a while away from everyone when they hit is enough, but why do they still do it? I guess they have the same nature I have.
I am sick. I actually took a nap today. I was up for five and a half hours, comforting the sick and fussy Camille, and doing some cleaning up, and I just felt awful. My head hurts. I feel tired and fussy, just like Camille. So Abigail held down the fort while I took a rest. I was so freezing, I hooked up my favorite thing, the electric blanket. I didn't really sleep, I just cuddled in there feeling guilty because today was Sonja's special day to skip school. I did drag myself outside to brush Rosie and play fetch with her and watch the kids rake and jump in the leaves. It is very pleasant and warm and sunny today.
Now Camille is sleeping, and I am thinking of taking another rest, on the couch. Dinner will be leftover lasagna. And maybe some salad. So I am thankul for:
Microwaves to heat up leftovers.
Warm fall days with leaves for them to play in.
Wipes. I go through so many wipes. Good for the economy.
Sippy cups. Especially when the kids are sick.
My comfy chair. Then again, if I didn't have such a nice comfy chair...hmm, this place would be cleaner...
My kids...there are 8 here in the living room right now. They are talking about what they are going to be for Halloween. Oh, the fun begins....
God's word. The verse that helped me today is in Psalms 46, "Be Still and know that I am God"...today, there was a sticker on the floor, and I hate leaning over and peeling up stickers. I found some grumbly thoughts, and then I thought of that verse. Because those thoughts can SEEM so right. ( More rules. Put my foot down. No more stickers.) But what is the REAL problem? Anyone? ME. I need to be cleansed! I was thinking about how the Israelites were freed from Egypt but they did not get to enter the promised land because they COMPLAINED. That says to me that God hates complaining. He gives, He blesses, and what do I do? Ouch, it hurts to admit how much I do it. And I truly want to be free from that. I know it is possible, and I know it will be a suffering. But I am thankful that I can be free from the chains of discontent.
Monday, October 26, 2009
our happy household.....
Yesterday I saw so many things I wanted to take pictures of, but couldn't because my camera was - well, it was right here, but I thought Margaret had it....so I missed those pictures. Pictures of the kids jumping on the leave-covered trampoline. Suzanne brought the lavender Emmaljunga outside, and was pushing Camille around in it. Oh, I wanted to take a picture of that.
They have been playing dolls and house alot around here. They have their doll strollers but they have been enjoying this real one, because they can have Camille or Charlotte Claire be the baby.
Babies....Camille is acting like one. Is it because we treat her like one, or is it because she is sick? She woke up so many times last night....at least she was fine with lying back down in her little green bed after a hug. Saturday morning she was up at dawn, and did not want to go back to bed, so I took her into bed with me. Eeeks, 16th child, almost two years old, what was I doing? But she had woken up SO many times during the night, I was exhausted. She snuggled happily up to me and we both slept fine. I am glad she has seemed to have forgotten about it....that is one thing I have been firm about through the years, our bed is for us, not for the kids. I share my mornings, days, evenings with them. If they want to pee or barf, they can do it in their own beds. Except for tiny newborns who nurse all the time. I have sometimes flexed there....but I usually got up and placed them back in the carriage. This is just my opinion, if everyone else and their grandma sleeps with their kids, that is fine with me.
Sonja is having her stay-home-with-Mommy day. She is going through her folder right now, the Friday folder that I never looked at on Friday when I was at the dr. with Camille then hurrying off to the enchanted pumpkin walk. I didn't look at it on Saturday because it never even entered my mind. I looked quickly at Jon's this morning. His teacher said they are not having a Halloween party, just a costume parade and some cider and donuts. I might not even send them. Everything just seems so rules-y. (that SHOULD be a word). No swords, nothing scary, nothing worn to school only changed into, no candy unless it is eaten at home. Blah. My older kids never went to school on Halloween. I don't care for the scary part, or the graveyard/death part.....it is such a serious and sad part of life, and Halloween just twists it. But like everything, there can be a good side, and that is to have fun with the kids and make good memories. We have a really fun Fall Feast with our church every year, too. We bring tons of candy and dress up and play games with them. Actually, most of the adults don't dress up, but I do. I don't care if I look like an idiot (well, that is not entirely true), but I like to have fun with the kids. I love the LOOK my kids give me when they see me dressed up. It is hilarious.
I also think costumes should be things that are put together from stuff around the house. The only time we ever buy any costume is if it happened to be like 90% off after the 31st.
Laundry is calling me. I had that brief moment last week of being "caught up", and it felt so good I want to recapture it, but I fear that it is un-attainable. Or that it is not re-attainable. There are too many loads now. Bedding. blah. The water problem. blah. When someone so much as flushes the toilet when the washer is filling, it stops and displays "F20", which must be washing maching language for "someone just used water, so I stopped". It has to be unplugged and replugged, and restarted. And if you think I fit behind the washer to unplug it, ha. And no, that is not why I kept Sonja home today.
We are having someone come and look at the water problem this week. I think that is why Paul is reluctant to book our vacation. These expenses that are not part of the monthly budget are eating us up. But we have to have water, don't we? It is getting worse and worse, I have had showers under just a drip of water, then it disapears altogether, and I stand there hoping and wishing it will turn on again. Sometimes for several minutes. We have to have much communication about who is going in the shower, and not to flush or run the dishwasher or water at the same time. This hasn't always been the case, and I don't think it is our well, which is very deep. I hope not anyway. Paul thinks it is the pressure switch on the pump, which is fixable. I hope it gets fixed soon. It is frustrating!
Sonja just went into the laundry room and the lightbulb blew. Ugh!!! I cannot get on the ladder and change that lightbulb! Can I do laundry in the dark? I think I had better go and find out.....before I complain about anything else, like my camera that Sonja just brought to me: broken. Oh, it still takes pictures if you stick a pen down onto the on/off button...it looks like it was dropped. I am just too nice, that's all there is to it. I say NO ONE can use my camera, I need it, and the next thing I know, I am letting someone use it. RRRR! Then sooner or later it gets dropped. My cameras have extra gravity, I guess. And this morning, my rear end has extra gravity, too........
They have been playing dolls and house alot around here. They have their doll strollers but they have been enjoying this real one, because they can have Camille or Charlotte Claire be the baby.
Babies....Camille is acting like one. Is it because we treat her like one, or is it because she is sick? She woke up so many times last night....at least she was fine with lying back down in her little green bed after a hug. Saturday morning she was up at dawn, and did not want to go back to bed, so I took her into bed with me. Eeeks, 16th child, almost two years old, what was I doing? But she had woken up SO many times during the night, I was exhausted. She snuggled happily up to me and we both slept fine. I am glad she has seemed to have forgotten about it....that is one thing I have been firm about through the years, our bed is for us, not for the kids. I share my mornings, days, evenings with them. If they want to pee or barf, they can do it in their own beds. Except for tiny newborns who nurse all the time. I have sometimes flexed there....but I usually got up and placed them back in the carriage. This is just my opinion, if everyone else and their grandma sleeps with their kids, that is fine with me.
Sonja is having her stay-home-with-Mommy day. She is going through her folder right now, the Friday folder that I never looked at on Friday when I was at the dr. with Camille then hurrying off to the enchanted pumpkin walk. I didn't look at it on Saturday because it never even entered my mind. I looked quickly at Jon's this morning. His teacher said they are not having a Halloween party, just a costume parade and some cider and donuts. I might not even send them. Everything just seems so rules-y. (that SHOULD be a word). No swords, nothing scary, nothing worn to school only changed into, no candy unless it is eaten at home. Blah. My older kids never went to school on Halloween. I don't care for the scary part, or the graveyard/death part.....it is such a serious and sad part of life, and Halloween just twists it. But like everything, there can be a good side, and that is to have fun with the kids and make good memories. We have a really fun Fall Feast with our church every year, too. We bring tons of candy and dress up and play games with them. Actually, most of the adults don't dress up, but I do. I don't care if I look like an idiot (well, that is not entirely true), but I like to have fun with the kids. I love the LOOK my kids give me when they see me dressed up. It is hilarious.
I also think costumes should be things that are put together from stuff around the house. The only time we ever buy any costume is if it happened to be like 90% off after the 31st.
Laundry is calling me. I had that brief moment last week of being "caught up", and it felt so good I want to recapture it, but I fear that it is un-attainable. Or that it is not re-attainable. There are too many loads now. Bedding. blah. The water problem. blah. When someone so much as flushes the toilet when the washer is filling, it stops and displays "F20", which must be washing maching language for "someone just used water, so I stopped". It has to be unplugged and replugged, and restarted. And if you think I fit behind the washer to unplug it, ha. And no, that is not why I kept Sonja home today.
We are having someone come and look at the water problem this week. I think that is why Paul is reluctant to book our vacation. These expenses that are not part of the monthly budget are eating us up. But we have to have water, don't we? It is getting worse and worse, I have had showers under just a drip of water, then it disapears altogether, and I stand there hoping and wishing it will turn on again. Sometimes for several minutes. We have to have much communication about who is going in the shower, and not to flush or run the dishwasher or water at the same time. This hasn't always been the case, and I don't think it is our well, which is very deep. I hope not anyway. Paul thinks it is the pressure switch on the pump, which is fixable. I hope it gets fixed soon. It is frustrating!
Sonja just went into the laundry room and the lightbulb blew. Ugh!!! I cannot get on the ladder and change that lightbulb! Can I do laundry in the dark? I think I had better go and find out.....before I complain about anything else, like my camera that Sonja just brought to me: broken. Oh, it still takes pictures if you stick a pen down onto the on/off button...it looks like it was dropped. I am just too nice, that's all there is to it. I say NO ONE can use my camera, I need it, and the next thing I know, I am letting someone use it. RRRR! Then sooner or later it gets dropped. My cameras have extra gravity, I guess. And this morning, my rear end has extra gravity, too........
Sunday, October 25, 2009
sunday...lazy sunday NOT
Oh, but it would be nice....I stayed home from church today with Camille. I put some laundry in, and made three pans of lasagna, one with hot sausage. All with peppers and onions. I puttered around doing as much as Camille would let me. I even gave her a tiny tea pot and a little tea cup so she could have more fun playing with the water spigot in the front of the refridgerator. I was just saying recently that she didn't play in that water. ha. I just put a towel on the floor in front of the 'fridge, and let her. I knew if I put my foot down and made her cry, I would have to stop what I was doing and hold her. I like doing that, but I had things to do today!! I also made a big and yummy pot of soup for everyone for lunch. I didn't want them to come in and have all sorts of different things and get filled up too much to enjoy the nice dinner. So I opened three cans of cream of celery soup, added the water and stirred it up, added the leftover grilled chicken breast, all chopped up, and a bag and a half of mixed veggies. After it boiled, in went about 2/3 bag of egg noodles. It was really good, sort of home made, quick, and it fed lots of people. I ate my soup, and went out the door with Abigail...
Because we were out of dishwasher soap, crackers, chinchilla food (we feed her bunny food and add raisins), and eggs. I knew Camille wasn't feeling so great, and didn't want to go tomorrow and take her, so I left her with daddy and the kids, and off we went. We did go to the dreaded Target because they had Purina puppy chow on sale, and a $5 gift card if you buy two bags. I was a good girl in there, I hardly bought anything. Then Price-Chopper....I was good in there, too. ha. They had French bread this week for $1 a loaf, just out of the oven. We bought four.
We lucked out and they had some really good white chocolate macadamia nut cookies reduced, 8 cookies for a buck. Guess what I had on the nice long ride home? How many did I eat, you ask? I am not telling. Because I don't know. There were some left in the bag, though. And Abigail had some too.
We came in the door, and Paul was holding Miss Camille Anaya, temperature: 102 at least. She wanted MOMMY. So Mommy sat with her. We let the kids eat their lasagna at the picnic table, and had a very informal dinner, which I hate, but Camille didn't want me to put her down. Paul put away the cold stuff, and I have lots of groceries in the kitchen on the floor in bags. Sam has a fever, Joseph has a fever. The swine flu didn't scare me before, but when I have little Camille burning up, it sobers me. She doesn't like her Zithromax, takes barely half the dose, but I did give her a little bit of Tylenol drops, grape flavored, and she liked it. I finally put her down in her bed. I SHOULD be cleaning up and putting away groceries, but then what would I have to complain about tomorrow?
No, I am not the Energizer Bunny. I can go and go and go, then I reach the point where - well, I cannot do another thing. I have not even gotten the kids clothes out for school tomorrow. Sonja is having a day off. If you are reading this and you are Sonja Kathleen's teacher, she is very sick. If you are not her teacher, she is staying home to have some nice attention from Mommy. She absolutely thrives with a day off with mommy. I didn't let her go to the store with me because it was almost 60 degrees, sunny, leaves all over to rake and jump into....all her sisters and Jon to play with....she just didn't need to go, and she was so upset. I realized she just wanted to go and be with me.
So I lived for another day. It was a good one. When I get in bed tonight, I will think about my day some more...and I will no doubt recall lots of things I could have said nicer, or done better. Well, Camille is crying for me....
Because we were out of dishwasher soap, crackers, chinchilla food (we feed her bunny food and add raisins), and eggs. I knew Camille wasn't feeling so great, and didn't want to go tomorrow and take her, so I left her with daddy and the kids, and off we went. We did go to the dreaded Target because they had Purina puppy chow on sale, and a $5 gift card if you buy two bags. I was a good girl in there, I hardly bought anything. Then Price-Chopper....I was good in there, too. ha. They had French bread this week for $1 a loaf, just out of the oven. We bought four.
We lucked out and they had some really good white chocolate macadamia nut cookies reduced, 8 cookies for a buck. Guess what I had on the nice long ride home? How many did I eat, you ask? I am not telling. Because I don't know. There were some left in the bag, though. And Abigail had some too.
We came in the door, and Paul was holding Miss Camille Anaya, temperature: 102 at least. She wanted MOMMY. So Mommy sat with her. We let the kids eat their lasagna at the picnic table, and had a very informal dinner, which I hate, but Camille didn't want me to put her down. Paul put away the cold stuff, and I have lots of groceries in the kitchen on the floor in bags. Sam has a fever, Joseph has a fever. The swine flu didn't scare me before, but when I have little Camille burning up, it sobers me. She doesn't like her Zithromax, takes barely half the dose, but I did give her a little bit of Tylenol drops, grape flavored, and she liked it. I finally put her down in her bed. I SHOULD be cleaning up and putting away groceries, but then what would I have to complain about tomorrow?
No, I am not the Energizer Bunny. I can go and go and go, then I reach the point where - well, I cannot do another thing. I have not even gotten the kids clothes out for school tomorrow. Sonja is having a day off. If you are reading this and you are Sonja Kathleen's teacher, she is very sick. If you are not her teacher, she is staying home to have some nice attention from Mommy. She absolutely thrives with a day off with mommy. I didn't let her go to the store with me because it was almost 60 degrees, sunny, leaves all over to rake and jump into....all her sisters and Jon to play with....she just didn't need to go, and she was so upset. I realized she just wanted to go and be with me.
So I lived for another day. It was a good one. When I get in bed tonight, I will think about my day some more...and I will no doubt recall lots of things I could have said nicer, or done better. Well, Camille is crying for me....
Saturday, October 24, 2009
pumpkin pictures....
Charlotte Claire got to be my baby for the evening. She did not want her picture taken. She stayed nice in warm in the stroller because of the nice weather boot I bought on ebay. This stroller has only small wheels, but it pushed so nicely on the trail. It is an Inglesina, and it is nicer than any Graco I have owned. I am probably the only one who cares about this little stroller trivia, except for Cheryl, and she already knows. Oh well.
Here is the young girls' activity club, with Jon as a guest. Suzanne and Sonja are the third and fourth in line, and my niece Grace is the last one.
Here is the whole group.....eight of them are my daughters, and then there is Jon.
The older girls's group...
Mr. Jonathan....
Today was not a typical Saturday. The clothes delivery guy came with 9 or ten trash bags full of clothes, plus a bunch of things hung on hangers. He thinks he is so funny, he asked me if I had any more kids since the last time he was here. "Unfortunately not!", I answered. I think he was surprised at that. But then maybe nothing surprises him about me, since he obviously already thinks I am somewhat crazy.
Here is the young girls' activity club, with Jon as a guest. Suzanne and Sonja are the third and fourth in line, and my niece Grace is the last one.
Here is the whole group.....eight of them are my daughters, and then there is Jon.
The older girls's group...
Mr. Jonathan....
Today was not a typical Saturday. The clothes delivery guy came with 9 or ten trash bags full of clothes, plus a bunch of things hung on hangers. He thinks he is so funny, he asked me if I had any more kids since the last time he was here. "Unfortunately not!", I answered. I think he was surprised at that. But then maybe nothing surprises him about me, since he obviously already thinks I am somewhat crazy.I spent the whole afternoon sorting and putting away the clothes. The kids have two cousins here, and they made the macaroni and cheese that we didn't have the other night, and Aaron made some vegetables to make it healthy. They served it, ate it, and cleaned up while I sorted away.....I didn't even take a break to eat, later I had a quick bowl of Honey Nut Cheerios, which I am not getting paid to say that I do love. Anyway, there was pizza dough thawing on the counter....and I mentioned they could start to make the pizza....they didn't move on it...then Jonathan went out there and started on it. He is so funny. Mali, Aaron, and Margaret joined in, and made them. They did it how they wanted....even grilling some chicken breast outside to add to a Buffalo pizza. They are in the oven right now.....we are having lots of people here for dinner, as Sam is having a friend over, who is also his cousin. So I think that makes 19.
The kids have had a bonus day today...they played outside in the rain, but after the second set of dry clothes, I was mean and said no more. Then they went in the hot tub. The cousins are spending another night. It has been a little bit loud and crazy today, but it is fun. Benjamin made a nice pot of coffee this afternoon and brought me a cup while I sorted clothes. I am impressed with the way the older kids have pitched in around here to let me get this job finished.
Well, pizza is almost done.....and the kids just told me another friend, Delandie, is coming over, too. I am thankful that I have a package of paper plates tonight.
Friday, October 23, 2009
ahh, quiet...
I don't seek quiet, but when it arrives, I welcome it.
I don't have any pictures of the enchanted walk because Margaret has my camera. But it sure was fun. Dark and rainy, chilly but not actually cold, the path lit only by the hundreds of uniquely carved jack-o-lanterns. I could barely see the kids in front of me, but I could certainly hear them. They had a grand time, singing and exclaiming over the different pumpkins. We took a break inside the building, with animal crackers and drinks and peanut butter cups, then on to another trail. It was so much fun.
Paul was home with Camille. I took her to the dr. today, and her temperature was 104.4. Not too bad. ha. He said she has bronchitis with maybe the flu. He seems hesitant to label anything "swine flu", or the other government approved name. I think Paul and I already had it over a month ago. But who knows, it could have been a different one. My kids seem to be prone to get croup, and October is croup month for some reason. 18 years ago, Mirielle was 19 months old and Joseph was five months old, and they were both hospitalized for croup, one then the other. The simply could not breathe. (Mirielle went in the ambulance, but that is a story for another day) Anyway, the dr. gave Camille some generic Zithromax and some prednisone for the croup. She seemed a bit better this evening, but she coughed and threw up, which is lovely I know, but we had just put dry clothes on her after she spilled her water all over.....I won't even mention Rosie's part in the whole mess.....ugh.
So tomorrow, on Saturday, the rest of our clothes are coming back. I don't know where my brain is, they called when I was going out the door to the Enchanted Pumpkin walk, and I wasn't thinking. I should have said I was busy tomorrow. Rats. I mean, I want the clothes and everything, but I will feel compelled to start putting them away.
The girls have their two cousins over spending the night. (one is the sweetie who had the awful birthday party)....I like those two girls, they don't cause much girl drama when they come over. One of them likes to clean the kids' room, too. I told them when they went to bed that if anyone wakes up early, to just sneak out and watch cartoons, don't wake anyone up. That is the major drawback of sleepovers, the earlyness of them. But they went to bed so nicely tonight, they must have been tired out from the trail-walking.
I am tired too...tired enough to go to bed, although I probably won't yet....
I don't have any pictures of the enchanted walk because Margaret has my camera. But it sure was fun. Dark and rainy, chilly but not actually cold, the path lit only by the hundreds of uniquely carved jack-o-lanterns. I could barely see the kids in front of me, but I could certainly hear them. They had a grand time, singing and exclaiming over the different pumpkins. We took a break inside the building, with animal crackers and drinks and peanut butter cups, then on to another trail. It was so much fun.
Paul was home with Camille. I took her to the dr. today, and her temperature was 104.4. Not too bad. ha. He said she has bronchitis with maybe the flu. He seems hesitant to label anything "swine flu", or the other government approved name. I think Paul and I already had it over a month ago. But who knows, it could have been a different one. My kids seem to be prone to get croup, and October is croup month for some reason. 18 years ago, Mirielle was 19 months old and Joseph was five months old, and they were both hospitalized for croup, one then the other. The simply could not breathe. (Mirielle went in the ambulance, but that is a story for another day) Anyway, the dr. gave Camille some generic Zithromax and some prednisone for the croup. She seemed a bit better this evening, but she coughed and threw up, which is lovely I know, but we had just put dry clothes on her after she spilled her water all over.....I won't even mention Rosie's part in the whole mess.....ugh.
So tomorrow, on Saturday, the rest of our clothes are coming back. I don't know where my brain is, they called when I was going out the door to the Enchanted Pumpkin walk, and I wasn't thinking. I should have said I was busy tomorrow. Rats. I mean, I want the clothes and everything, but I will feel compelled to start putting them away.
The girls have their two cousins over spending the night. (one is the sweetie who had the awful birthday party)....I like those two girls, they don't cause much girl drama when they come over. One of them likes to clean the kids' room, too. I told them when they went to bed that if anyone wakes up early, to just sneak out and watch cartoons, don't wake anyone up. That is the major drawback of sleepovers, the earlyness of them. But they went to bed so nicely tonight, they must have been tired out from the trail-walking.
I am tired too...tired enough to go to bed, although I probably won't yet....
well, so goes the day....
Camille is really sick. She woke up repeatedly last night, and when she got up this morning, she was 104 without really co-operating. She is whiny and doesn't want me to put her down. So I am not putting her down. So much for the laundry. Camille comes first. 
I am headed to the dr with her in a little while. She is so little, with a high temperature like this, they want to see her. And because they get paid when people bring sick kids in. I am just sitting here with her, looking at the messy house. Oh well. It will wait for me.
Oh, and I am glad my hair is clean.....
yay it is friday....
Yay yay yay! I love the weekends. Yesterday, when I went into the room shared by the four little school kids (as opposed to the five older school kids who go an hour earlier), I just stood in there looking at them, struggling with the thought of waking them from their warm peaceful slumber. I wanted to let them all stay home. But I turned off the fan, and sang the Good Morning To You song to them. Now that all four of them go to school, I don't have to wake them up silently like I used to. Today, it was easy for them to get moving. For one, I bought some glazed donuts yesterday and promised them to them for breakfast today. And tonight is activity club, so they don't want to miss school and have to miss that!
And I am excited about the weekend because I haven't spent much time with Paul at all this week, and we are going to look at vacation destinations tonight. Just planning it is unbelievably exciting. We have been talking about going on a trip for years. When we got married, we went to a city an hour away for the weekend (it was March, and there was a snowstorm during the night and the car didn't start on Sunday.) We were back in time for church on Sunday (what idiots we were!), and back to work for both of us on Monday morning. Our 25th anniversary this year was awful, back in March. Just horrible. My brother Billy died on Friday night, and our anniversary was the next Monday. I had sort of forgotten about it, and didn't think Paul cared too much anyway, and I spent the day at ChuckE.cheese with my sister-in-law Kim and lots of our kids, trying to celebrate her daughter's 9th birthday, ....it was awful, my brother lived with them, and he died right during her party on Friday. There we were, all gathered over there with the ambulances and police and everything, and her birthday cake was there in the house....the poor poor sweet girl. All I could think of was to try to make a new memory for her that could possibly help displace such a sad experience, as she loved her Uncle Billy like crazy. So there we were, trying to have fun with the kids and we were just bewildered. Shocked. And then I got home, and Paul had thought we were going to be togther for our anniversary, and he had bought me a nice camera, and I, at the time, was sort of indifferent,.....anyway, it wasn't much of a 25th anniversary. So, now we are going away.....now that I have made myself cry, it is hard to recapture that excitement I was just writing about ten minutes ago.
So, I think we are going to Jamaica! He is getting a passport today. Yay. We are only going for five nights, we think we would miss the kids too much if we were gone longer. I seriously wish we could bring them all. Some of the places we have looked at, I think, oh, the kids would love that! And I know the whole time we are there, we will be saying things like, "Mirielle would love this beach. Joseph would love this sunset. Sonja would love these soaps." And so on.
I am looking forward to spending some time together though. It will be nice. And now, there is lots and lots of laundry to do....I was all caught up until we cleaned those rooms....Evelyn's closet had a whole basket of clothes in it....
And I am excited about the weekend because I haven't spent much time with Paul at all this week, and we are going to look at vacation destinations tonight. Just planning it is unbelievably exciting. We have been talking about going on a trip for years. When we got married, we went to a city an hour away for the weekend (it was March, and there was a snowstorm during the night and the car didn't start on Sunday.) We were back in time for church on Sunday (what idiots we were!), and back to work for both of us on Monday morning. Our 25th anniversary this year was awful, back in March. Just horrible. My brother Billy died on Friday night, and our anniversary was the next Monday. I had sort of forgotten about it, and didn't think Paul cared too much anyway, and I spent the day at ChuckE.cheese with my sister-in-law Kim and lots of our kids, trying to celebrate her daughter's 9th birthday, ....it was awful, my brother lived with them, and he died right during her party on Friday. There we were, all gathered over there with the ambulances and police and everything, and her birthday cake was there in the house....the poor poor sweet girl. All I could think of was to try to make a new memory for her that could possibly help displace such a sad experience, as she loved her Uncle Billy like crazy. So there we were, trying to have fun with the kids and we were just bewildered. Shocked. And then I got home, and Paul had thought we were going to be togther for our anniversary, and he had bought me a nice camera, and I, at the time, was sort of indifferent,.....anyway, it wasn't much of a 25th anniversary. So, now we are going away.....now that I have made myself cry, it is hard to recapture that excitement I was just writing about ten minutes ago.
So, I think we are going to Jamaica! He is getting a passport today. Yay. We are only going for five nights, we think we would miss the kids too much if we were gone longer. I seriously wish we could bring them all. Some of the places we have looked at, I think, oh, the kids would love that! And I know the whole time we are there, we will be saying things like, "Mirielle would love this beach. Joseph would love this sunset. Sonja would love these soaps." And so on.
I am looking forward to spending some time together though. It will be nice. And now, there is lots and lots of laundry to do....I was all caught up until we cleaned those rooms....Evelyn's closet had a whole basket of clothes in it....
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