being true...

Sometimes I consider having a second and maybe a third blog, anonymously. The second one would just detail the trials I go through with some of the kids that I can't write about here out of respect for them and their privacy. The third would be a weight-loss blog, outlining the specifics and struggles I am too embarrassed to get into on here...

But since I am not doing that anytime soon, I shall try my best to be true without making myself or any of the kids too uncomfortable.

Today is Saturday. It is cold here, but Rosie and I went for our walk. She was horrible, because being a Saturday, there was more traffic down the road. It was also much later than our weekday walks, so cars went by. Cars make Rosie pull-y and jumpy and act like she got a mild electric shock. She dances and goes in circles and whines. She is wired to chase things, to herd them, and blah. She has also caught on that when we get to a certain place in the road, I run. ha, run, more like a slow jog, but still. She starts pulling and looking at me...so this morning, I listened to Rosie The Boss and ran. When I absolutely have to stop, she still pulls. We survived, but by the last stretch of road I actually looped the whole leash around her neck and told her to go ahead and pull. She didn't.

Paul made omelets this morning, bacon and peppers and onions...I asked for a one egg one to save for lunch, since I really wanted oatmeal with blueberries and peanutbutter.

The princesses are wired this morning too. They keep asking how long 'til we leave for the party...um, six hours, girls. They have their high heels picked out, and want to get dressed. They are so excited, which is half the fun.

I am making some jerk chicken for the party, not real homemade stuff, just marinade from a bottle, but it is good stuff, from Wegmans. It has been soaking in the fridge for two days, so it should be good. I also bought two lemon cakes from the Cheesecake Factory, which were marked down to $4.99 each. I shall starve myself all day so I can sample it.

What shall I be for the party? It is optional to dress up, but duh, I wouldn't pass up the chance to do that! I promise to post a picture! I will also post a picture of me with my old favorite skirt on, when I get someone to take it for me. I tried to take a picture in the mirror but it didn't work.

Weight loss...I am doing okay. Dealing with things around here, okay. I am really a drama queen, my feelings get hurt so easily and I tend to react from that, which is never wise. It seems like I am learning slowly but surely to wait and watch what I say and think along the lines of, "what would Jesus do?"...slowly but surely, just like my weight loss.

Paul is taking Samuel out shooting. He has his grandfather's rifle, which is pretty cool. Sam, of course, is thrilled. They brought a huge piece of cardboard for a target, and Jonathan asked Daddy if he was going to hold it. Yes, then Sam will put an apple on his head. Kids are funny.

Well, this Mama has things to do...clothes monster on the couch, figuring out my costume...fun things. I really did want to pour out my feelings this morning, but things are going on....there are several kids around, at least a dozen...