Thankful Thursday 4

1. I am thankful for the option to dye my hair should....you know...I need to. At least I have options.

2. I am thankful my main form of entertainment, sports, has had its basketball season extended each and every year by our uber-talented Kansas Jayhawks. We probably take for granted that we'll always watch through late March, but it butts up nicely against the baseball season when it does.

3. I am thankful we have enough breakfast choices that my Owen cries most mornings because he "can't decide". I hope I continue to teach him how lucky he is to have such "difficult" problems.

Tuesday Owenisms 4

Evelyn was having a self-indulgent moment when we were out and about one weekend. Owen had enough of her selfish requests, apparently, and said to her,

"The WORLD's not about YOU Sissy. It's about..................God..................and other people."


I took Owen and Sissy window shopping one day. Well, it was mostly window shopping. While I dragged them into a women's clothing store, they were well behaved. I was even able to try on a suit. Once I decided I wasn't getting it, I went to hang it back up where I first found it. Owen was perplexed and said, 

"So.........you put that on your bum.........and then hang it up so others can put it on their bum?"

When I responded yes, we like to try it on first to see if it fits well, he responded with,

"Gross."


*To be clear, I did try the suit on with my underclothes still on. It wasn't naked suit fitting day.

Monday Mumbles 4

1. Another six inches or so of snow this weekend. Over. It.

2. As I settled in to watch basketball Sunday afternoon, Evelyn was literally crying because she wanted to go shopping. This was my biggest fear with having a daughter. By far.

3. The kids and I trekked up to Iowa with my mom to visit my little brother and his fiance. I took a two hour nap Saturday afternoon and it was the greatest thing ever. I don't recall the last time I indulged in a nap.

4. Owen and Evie shared a room for bedtime Saturday night and after I sang "Hush Little Baby" to Evelyn (I have to do it every night), Owen refused my invitation to sing it to him. He stated, "Hush Lil Baby" is a sad song. I don't like it." And as I studied the words.....I tend to agree with him.

5. Did I mention my Jayhawks won? And that we made it to the NCAA Sweet 16? Just checking.

6. Has anyone watched the Game of Thrones series? I'm on book #4 and am curious how it was portrayed.

7. My brother and fiance want Owen and Evelyn to be part of the wedding ceremony. I am fearful they will not cooperate. In fact, it's more than fear. It's dread.

8. I just realized that I'm 4.5 years away from the age of 40. Oh. My. Gosh. My life is nearly half over, theoretically.

9. On the other hand, Hubs is completely unaware of the reality that IS HIM at this age. He keeps talking about things he could physically as if....AS IF....they're still possible with a little effort. More like a Herculean effort. Or a Godly Miracle.

10. We've decided to put in laminate flooring in the kitchen and living room. Now we just have to come to a decision on what the heck we want. This will take serious compromising skills neither of us have probably achieved.

Tuesday Owenisms 3

Owen has always been a Daddy's boy. It hurts my feelings sometimes, but I get it. He was home with his a majority of his first year while Hubs finished his degree. And he's spent a lot of extra time with Hubs this past year while I was deeply involved in a project at work.

Truth be told, he would be a Daddy's boy regardless of those two facts, but they are what keep me sane and from thinking that he just doesn't like me. There are a lot of Owenisms that make me wonder, however, if that just MIGHT be the case.

It's gotten worse lately at bedtime. He started requesting that his Daddy take him to bed, removing my one stronghold on parental duties. I was SAD. My feelings were deeply hurt. The first night it happened, I simply walked to his door after Hubs did the duty, and said rather grumpily,

"Good night Owen."

Owen said, "Hey Mom?"

"Yes?"  (still grumpy, mind you)

"I don't HATE you."

He really knows a way to a girl's heart. The only thing that keeps me hanging on is I don't think I'll be able to marry him off any time soon. I simply responded, "I don't hate you either."

Monday Mumbles 3

1. There are certain days when I completely agree with Hubs that I've lost my mind and am crazy.

2. I also believe there are certain actions or topics that, when pressed on you over and over again without any give or bend, can help LEAD you to crazyland.

3. I wanted Sunday to be Movie Day for me and the three little ones, but because my children aren't immobile lumps like I wan them to be on Sundays once in awhile, we could only muster Movie Afternoon.

4. Turner made it through Madagascar (one) and Home Alone (two). Owen and Sis only made half of Madagascar before retiring for naps, after which they came out and selected Diego.

5. Yes, the children opted for movies we already owned although I offered to rent them new ones. They might make very good investigators, watching what appears to be the same scene over and over and over again, uncovering new bits and pieces each time.

6. I mentioned I was running out of meal ideas for the kids, especially with weirdo eating Owen. Well, when I asked them for suggestions yesterday evening, I was told "peas....carrots...and rice." This is what I'm working with folks. And don't be fooled, they won't touch the carrots.

7. Do you have those moments in life where you feel you're always the one teaching or instructing or giving advice? Well right now, I feel I've been the student for an extended amount of time. And I'm never going to graduate.

8. Anything below 50 degrees can really take a hike right now.

9. I wore a couple of dresses to work recently and Owen and Evelyn thought the pantyhose underneath were the strangest thing they'd ever seen. The first time, Evelyn wouldn't touch them or hug me. The second time, Owen says, "oh....and now one of her legs is black again....".

10. It's 4:40 and I'm headed to boot camp. I really, really don't want to go. I just want to go back to bed.

Funny Face Friday 3

Thankful Thursday 3

Patience

I am thankful my patience has grown over the last several years. While it waffles and teeters back into unacceptable levels, maturation must be a real thing because I think I've experienced a smidgen of it.

Sports

I have always appreciated sports and been able to draw correlations to their significant lessons in life. The busier I've gotten at work, the more I appreciate the sheer relaxing nature of watching competition and rooting as a fan. Especially when I learn that colleagues have become "too busy" to have hobbies.

Distractions

At times, it can be discouraging. They can impede progress. Being distracted when you don't want to be can create frustration. But when you embrace the distraction, especially when it's your 8 year old boy who doesn't always engage you to chat JUST TO chat? It can be the best thing in the whole wide world.