Mother's Day Gift

I finally got it! I finally got what i have wanted for so long! About 7 years were spent wishing and hoping and not being able to afford or justify the expense of what I wanted. But once again, my wonderful husband Ben surprised me with a wonderful gift!

Isn't it beautiful?! *Sigh* It's Phenomenal! I can't wait to use it!

Appreciation

Today has already proven to be a tough day for me-emotionally. But whatever, I'm trying to get out of this rut and move forward. It can be done. I've done it before, I can do it again. Along with my personal drama to deal with I have lots of loads of laundry to deal with. But I guess I have to let you in on the secret that I actually really enjoy doing laundry. So its not a biggie, but it does take up a lot of time to get done.

As I was sitting on Benny's bed this morning I was thinking about how I was going to gather the energy to get the day started with breakfast, then laundry and possibly a trip to the park or a walk around the neighborhood (and many other things that should get done today). Benny was sitting by my feet putting together his train tracks.

He looked up at me and said "Mommy, are you gonna play with me?" I said yes to him, thinking that it probably wouldn't be for very long since I had so much to get done today.

He then chuckled lightly and said "I appreciate it!"

I can't help but smile and be grateful for the blessings that I already do have. It was a boost for my heavy day, and a reminder to be grateful for the present day.

What's goin' on?

Things in the Queendom are surely not the way I thought they'd be right now. You make plans for something but things don't always turn out the way you plan. Melodrama is not intended, but things are just so hard for me, personally, right now. Have I mentioned before that patience is not my virtue? Because, trust me. It is not!

I want to be in my own home again. Not the house we own out of state, but a new place where we can establish our own household again and call home. Just the four of us. Just us. And the dog. Just us.

I want to use my own things again. My dishes, and pots and pans. My silverware, my cool craft stuff, my towels and my blankets. I want to use my own washing machine and dryer. And oddly, I want to use my own computer again, too. I'd love to have all my great picture frames hanging on walls that I walk by every day. I want to establish the normality I once knew. I have a state of normal now, but its a new one created to fit this situation. It works for us, but its not our ultimate goal for our state of being.

In a month and a few days it will be one whole year since we moved here. I thought that we would have been in our own place months ago. But it isn't so. And I know that things happen for a reason. I'm not saying that this isn't where we should be, but its just frustrating. Its frustrating to want something that's righteous, but not be able to have it yet for reasons that you don't understand.

Again, no melodrama intended. I'm a pretty happy person. I just needed to vent and validate my feelings in a "public" sort of way. It makes it more real for me and I will be able to cope with it on a less "surreal" way.

As a side note, my parents officially retire today! A celebration has been planned. :-D

To post or not to post?

Its been a long week, but yet, also a short one. It's been one of those weeks, I guess. The days are meshed together; I'd have to look at the Guide on the TV to tell you what the date was; and the days have been moving ever so slowly that it makes me want to scream.

But all in all, its been a good week. I often see things or do things or having things happen and I think "Oh! This is blog-worthy! I should totally blog about this!"
and. then. i. forget.

So today I'll share something small that happened to me yesterday. I was preparing dinner early in the day and had been cutting us some vegetables. So I diced the aromatic tomatoes and then moved on the lettuce. As I moved the thinly sliced lettuce into the serving bowl I saw that my finer was bleeding and I had a long cut! I instantly had the thought, something to the effect: Oh no! I cut myself and its a bad one! Its gonna hurt real bad! When did I cut myself? i didn't even feel it! (You know, something like that in a split second)

So as I more closely examined the damage I had caused I realized that I simply had a long piece of tomato skin that had stuck to my finger. I laughed at myself and said "This would be a lame post if I blogged about it."

But since I couldn't remember any of the cool things I had come up with...
LoL Yeah, it's been that kind of a week!

Choco-Friday

Its Friday!! I'm so happy for the weekend!
Being Friday, the start of the weekend I thought I would celebrate with my munchkins this morning. At the Queendom (although its not feeling very Royal lately) we very rarely have sugary cereal, nor do we hardly ever buy chocolate milk. Well, on a whim I decided to buy a chocolatey-sweet cereal that was on clearance at Target and earlier in the week I bought some Nesquik milk (it makes me think of my childhood so fondly).

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So for breakfast this morning we had our usual banana (I think the boys' world would explode if they didn't have a banana for breakfast everyday) and I busted out the chocolate milk! Now Benny has only had chocolate milk once in his life and it was while we still lived in Indiana; it was roughly a year ago. He didn't like it at all! So I wondered if his palette would appreciate the smooth chocolatey taste from the milk. Ezra has never had chocolate milk, either. So off went the experiment. I gave Benny his cup of milk (not a sippy cup, thankyouverymuch) in a brand new spiderman cup that I bought at Target, too. Ezra used a big-boy sippy cup with no stopper.

Not to my surprise the boys LOVED the chocolate milk. They were then offered some of the choco-goodness cereal and of course, they loved that, too. For lunch we will have some chocolate caramels as a small dessert after we eat the real food. Hehehehe... After dinner we'll have some chocolate, too. Just because today is Choco-Friday at the Queendom!

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Every once in a while we need these kinds of treats; I know it creates fun memories, even though they probably won't remember these that are so early on. But still. It convinces me that I am a cool mom. :o)

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Happiness Is...

One of my very first posts on my first blog was titled "Hapiness Is..." I think those are some of my favorite blog entries because when I go and read them I am reminded of small simple things that really made me happy. They now make me smile and fill me with the warmth that only sweet memories can bring. So, in honor of those awesome blog entries...

Happiness is hearing my two little boys play and interact with eachother even though one of them doesn't talk yet.

Happiness is looking at my husband's beard and feeling triumphant that he finally grew one out!

Happiness is knowing that we all are healthy and safe.

Happiness is sitting on the couch under a warm blanket after a crazy hectic week and vegetating in front of the massively huge TV (which doesn't belong to us) while the boys nap. Seriously, this is happy stuff!

Happiness is be able to drop the boys off with grandparents so we can go off into the night for a fun date!

Happiness is finally having all of your tax stuff so you can mail it out to get done!!

Happiness is seeing the joy on my sons' faces when daddy gets home after a long day at work.

Happiness is finally having a SuperWalmart (even though its not advertised as such) relatively near.

Happiness is watching my little Ezra walking down the hall way.

Happiness is having Benny scare me while he roars like a dinosaur.

Happiness is knowing that I'm truly happy right now!

Teaching

I have been a teacher many times before. I've taught younger kids while I was in middle school, and high school during teacher's aide's assignments and extra-curricular things of the like. I have taught many classes as a teacher in Church. This is not a new thing to me.

Tomorrow I will teach my first pre-school lesson to a class of about 2 or 3, my son Benny included. I am not nervous, but I am a little anxious. I hope I can be a good teacher for him. I want to be the best teacher I can for him. I hope that I can help him learn everything he needs to be successful in life.

I hope he'll think of me as a good teacher when he gets older.