It's raining out and my kids are getting a little antsy. I have some, (seriously, extreme) difficulty trying to find an indoor activity that they can all enjoy with minimal disputes.
Playdoh is my savior. There is something for each skill and attention span level and I get some relative peace for anywhere from 20 to 45 minutes. There is nothing like it. They are cheerfully sharing the tools and different colors. The older children are showing the younger child how things work. I get all weepy to see them so harmoniously playing.
I thank the makers of such a fun and versatile activity. My daughter is expressing her inner jewel maker and my older son is creating some pretty interesting monsters. My little guy is even fine tuning those fine motor skills by making some teeth for his animal. What more can you ask for?
Then, it's clean up time. I am not, by any stretch of the imagination, a neat freak. However, it offends my sense of order to have to deal with separating the colors. I can't seem to explain to my offspring that when they have completed their project they should pull apart the different colors instead of mashing it all together.
My sweet daughter asks, "Can you open this color for me?" I briefly pause and glance at the 6 other colors already blending themselves on the table. I debate whether to tell her she has enough colors or just surrender to it, since there's no way in hell I'll be able to minimize my aggravation with one less color to separate.....I really love it when they ask me why the colors are all mixed up and complain they can't use it this way. Try as I might, they haven't made the connection.
I can't wait until they are able to clean this up themselves.......
Saturday, November 10, 2007
Thursday, November 8, 2007
What was my point?
Oh yeah, blogs are a bit strange. I view them as a public journal. My thoughts that I want to share with strangers. Well, I panic when I know someone is reading my blog. Like they're reading my diary. Silly, I know.
Moving on. The topic of 'failures' is what got me on this particular tangent and I got distracted.
So, where was I? I recited the laundry list of ways that I lost my patience with our kids to my husband this evening during our evening phone call. I know he's at work and can't really process any of my angst, so it's more venting then anything else. He says to me "you're not a bad mom". How does he do that? How does he know what I need to hear?
I know I am not a bad mom, I just wish I was a great one.
My main failure these days is in my relationship with women. Ever since becoming a mom, I've had this need to connect with more women. I am not doing so well. I have a hard time finding women that I can relate to or the chemistry is just wrong. I don't know what the hell it is.
That's not the real failure. I have a really great friend. She's been my rock. I love her like the sister I wish I had. When I'm feeling lost or afraid, I want to talk to her. I know she'll be there for me. I realized today that I don't offer her the same solace. She's going through some tough times. I'm not who she leans on. I wish I was the kind of friend to her that she is to me. I know that's not realistic considering she's a freaking amazing human being. I like setting my sights high. She trusts me with her secrets, but I wish I could be the kind of person she would seek out if she needed a friend.
So, I realize that I am not this person for anyone. What does that say about me?
I worry about this when I think about my kids. Will they come to me when they need someone to talk to? How do I become this kind of person?
Moving on. The topic of 'failures' is what got me on this particular tangent and I got distracted.
So, where was I? I recited the laundry list of ways that I lost my patience with our kids to my husband this evening during our evening phone call. I know he's at work and can't really process any of my angst, so it's more venting then anything else. He says to me "you're not a bad mom". How does he do that? How does he know what I need to hear?
I know I am not a bad mom, I just wish I was a great one.
My main failure these days is in my relationship with women. Ever since becoming a mom, I've had this need to connect with more women. I am not doing so well. I have a hard time finding women that I can relate to or the chemistry is just wrong. I don't know what the hell it is.
That's not the real failure. I have a really great friend. She's been my rock. I love her like the sister I wish I had. When I'm feeling lost or afraid, I want to talk to her. I know she'll be there for me. I realized today that I don't offer her the same solace. She's going through some tough times. I'm not who she leans on. I wish I was the kind of friend to her that she is to me. I know that's not realistic considering she's a freaking amazing human being. I like setting my sights high. She trusts me with her secrets, but I wish I could be the kind of person she would seek out if she needed a friend.
So, I realize that I am not this person for anyone. What does that say about me?
I worry about this when I think about my kids. Will they come to me when they need someone to talk to? How do I become this kind of person?
YIKES!
I started this blog during my drug induced haze as I was recovering from knee surgery. I hadn't any intention of seriously, putting it out in the world, simply because I didn't want to bore anyone to death.
Now I am a member of Work It, Mom and keep posting my blog address like I'm so proud of what I've had to say. Great, so what's the big deal you ask? Being a little insecure as to my ability to put words together in order to make my interesting life, sound well....interesting, I'm a little worried about coming across as a complete idiot.
So. Now. What?
What's the problem now? I recently, as in 5 minutes ago, invited a writer whose works I really enjoyed, to my network. She wrote me back saying that she's going to read my blog...!!!!!!! NO!
So, as I'm struggling to not burn my dinner as I think of something interesting to say....all I have is this. Sorry, I'm so lame.
Breathe....now that I've got that out of the way. I've got to run....the chicken's burning.
Now I am a member of Work It, Mom and keep posting my blog address like I'm so proud of what I've had to say. Great, so what's the big deal you ask? Being a little insecure as to my ability to put words together in order to make my interesting life, sound well....interesting, I'm a little worried about coming across as a complete idiot.
So. Now. What?
What's the problem now? I recently, as in 5 minutes ago, invited a writer whose works I really enjoyed, to my network. She wrote me back saying that she's going to read my blog...!!!!!!! NO!
So, as I'm struggling to not burn my dinner as I think of something interesting to say....all I have is this. Sorry, I'm so lame.
Breathe....now that I've got that out of the way. I've got to run....the chicken's burning.
Monday, October 29, 2007
I'm sad again......
Recently, I read about the deaths of 2 New York Firefighters. The Deutche Bank that was damaged in the 9/11 attacks was on fire. I don't know what happened...but it made me sad. It's hard to hear about firefighters losing their lives in the line of duty.
My husband asked me about a guy we met when we were visiting New York....back in our child-free days. His name was simply "Bobby" to us. We met him while he was bartending at Chumley's. Typical firefighter....you know, big personality, big flirt. My husband showed me a picture of the guys that died in that fire in New York and asked me if I thought that this was 'the guy'. It was. Now, I'm sad again. I have memories of this person....just like all the other people have memories of this person.
We share this common human experience. I don't know why it should be so much more painful when it's firefighter....a firefighter in a building that was damaged in the attacks of 9/11... a firefighter we know....Robert Beddia.
My husband asked me about a guy we met when we were visiting New York....back in our child-free days. His name was simply "Bobby" to us. We met him while he was bartending at Chumley's. Typical firefighter....you know, big personality, big flirt. My husband showed me a picture of the guys that died in that fire in New York and asked me if I thought that this was 'the guy'. It was. Now, I'm sad again. I have memories of this person....just like all the other people have memories of this person.
We share this common human experience. I don't know why it should be so much more painful when it's firefighter....a firefighter in a building that was damaged in the attacks of 9/11... a firefighter we know....Robert Beddia.
Sunday, October 28, 2007
Just a little something to try to help my democrat friends understand me.
John Glenn said this that should make you think a little:
There were 39 combat related killings in Iraq in January. In the fair city of Detroit there were 35 murders in the month of January. That's just one American city, about as deadly as the entire war-torn country of Iraq.
When some claim that President Bush shouldn't have started this war, state the following:
a. FDR led us into World War II.
b. Germany never attacked us ; Japan did. From 1941-1945, 450,000 lives were lost ...
an average of 112,500 per year.
c. Truman finished that war and started one in Korea. North Korea never attacked us . From 1950-1953, 55,000 lives were lost ... an average of 18,334 per year.
d. John F. Kennedy started the Vietnam conflict in 1962. Vietnam never attacked us.
e. Johnson turned Vietnam into a quagmire. From 1965-1975, 58,000 lives were lost ...an average of 5,800 per year.
f. Clinton went to war in Bosnia without UN or French consent. Bosnia never attacked us . He was offered Osama bin Laden's head on a platter three times by Sudan and did nothing. Osama has attacked us on multiple occasions.
g. In the years since terrorists attacked us , President Bush has liberated two countries, crushed the Taliban, crippled al-Qaida, put nuclear inspectors in Libya , Iran , and North Korea without firing a shot, and captured a terrorist who slaughtered 300,000 of his own people. The Democrats are complaining about how long the war is taking.
But wait.
It took less time to take Iraq than it took Janet Reno to take the Branch Davidian compound. That was a 51-day operation...We've been looking for evidence for chemical weapons in Iraq for less time than it took Hillary Clinton to find the Rose Law Firm billing records. It took less time for the 3rd Infantry Division and> the > Marines to destroy the Medina Republican Guard than it took Ted Kennedy to call the police after> his > Oldsmobile sank at Chappaquiddick. It took less time to take Iraq than it took to count the votes in Florida!!! Our Commander-In-Chief is doing a GREAT JOB ! The Military morale is high! The biased media hopes w e are too ignorant to realize the facts.
But Wait
There's more! JOHN GLENN (on the Senate floor - January 26, 2004) Some people still don't understand why military personnel do what they do for a living. This exchange between Senators John Glenn and Senator Howard Metzenbaum is worth reading. Not only is it a pretty impressive impromptu speech, but it's also a good example of one man's explanation of why men and women in the armed services do what they do for a living. This IS a typical, though sad, example of what some who have never served think of the military.
Senator Metzenbaum (speaking to Senator Glenn): "How can you run for Senate when you've never held a real job?"
Senator Glenn (D-Ohio): "I served 23 years in the United StatesMarine Corps. I served through two wars. I flew 149 missions. My plane was hit by anti-aircraft fire on 12 different occasions. I was in the space program. It wasn't my checkbook, Howard; it was my life on the line. It was not a nine-to-five job, where I took time off to take the daily cash receipts to the bank."
I ask you to go with me .. . as I went the other day... to a veteran's hospital and look those men ... with their mangled bodies . in the eye, and tell THEM they didn't hold a job!
You go with me to the Space Program at NASA and go, as I have gone, to the widows and Orphans of Ed White, Gus Grissom and Roger Chaffee... and you look those kids in the eye and tell them that their DADS didn't hold a job.
You go with me on Memorial Day and you stand in Arlington National Cemetery , where I have more friends buried than I'd like to remember, and you watch those waving flags.
You stand there, and you think about this nation, and you tell ME that those people didn't have a job?
What about you?"
For those who don't remember, during W.W.II, Howard Metzenbaum was an attorney representing the Communist Party in the USA . Now he's a Senator!
God Bless America.
If you can read this, thank a teacher. If you are reading it in English thank a Veteran.
Just a little something to try to help my democrat friends understand me.
There were 39 combat related killings in Iraq in January. In the fair city of Detroit there were 35 murders in the month of January. That's just one American city, about as deadly as the entire war-torn country of Iraq.
When some claim that President Bush shouldn't have started this war, state the following:
a. FDR led us into World War II.
b. Germany never attacked us ; Japan did. From 1941-1945, 450,000 lives were lost ...
an average of 112,500 per year.
c. Truman finished that war and started one in Korea. North Korea never attacked us . From 1950-1953, 55,000 lives were lost ... an average of 18,334 per year.
d. John F. Kennedy started the Vietnam conflict in 1962. Vietnam never attacked us.
e. Johnson turned Vietnam into a quagmire. From 1965-1975, 58,000 lives were lost ...an average of 5,800 per year.
f. Clinton went to war in Bosnia without UN or French consent. Bosnia never attacked us . He was offered Osama bin Laden's head on a platter three times by Sudan and did nothing. Osama has attacked us on multiple occasions.
g. In the years since terrorists attacked us , President Bush has liberated two countries, crushed the Taliban, crippled al-Qaida, put nuclear inspectors in Libya , Iran , and North Korea without firing a shot, and captured a terrorist who slaughtered 300,000 of his own people. The Democrats are complaining about how long the war is taking.
But wait.
It took less time to take Iraq than it took Janet Reno to take the Branch Davidian compound. That was a 51-day operation...We've been looking for evidence for chemical weapons in Iraq for less time than it took Hillary Clinton to find the Rose Law Firm billing records. It took less time for the 3rd Infantry Division and> the > Marines to destroy the Medina Republican Guard than it took Ted Kennedy to call the police after> his > Oldsmobile sank at Chappaquiddick. It took less time to take Iraq than it took to count the votes in Florida!!! Our Commander-In-Chief is doing a GREAT JOB ! The Military morale is high! The biased media hopes w e are too ignorant to realize the facts.
But Wait
There's more! JOHN GLENN (on the Senate floor - January 26, 2004) Some people still don't understand why military personnel do what they do for a living. This exchange between Senators John Glenn and Senator Howard Metzenbaum is worth reading. Not only is it a pretty impressive impromptu speech, but it's also a good example of one man's explanation of why men and women in the armed services do what they do for a living. This IS a typical, though sad, example of what some who have never served think of the military.
Senator Metzenbaum (speaking to Senator Glenn): "How can you run for Senate when you've never held a real job?"
Senator Glenn (D-Ohio): "I served 23 years in the United StatesMarine Corps. I served through two wars. I flew 149 missions. My plane was hit by anti-aircraft fire on 12 different occasions. I was in the space program. It wasn't my checkbook, Howard; it was my life on the line. It was not a nine-to-five job, where I took time off to take the daily cash receipts to the bank."
I ask you to go with me .. . as I went the other day... to a veteran's hospital and look those men ... with their mangled bodies . in the eye, and tell THEM they didn't hold a job!
You go with me to the Space Program at NASA and go, as I have gone, to the widows and Orphans of Ed White, Gus Grissom and Roger Chaffee... and you look those kids in the eye and tell them that their DADS didn't hold a job.
You go with me on Memorial Day and you stand in Arlington National Cemetery , where I have more friends buried than I'd like to remember, and you watch those waving flags.
You stand there, and you think about this nation, and you tell ME that those people didn't have a job?
What about you?"
For those who don't remember, during W.W.II, Howard Metzenbaum was an attorney representing the Communist Party in the USA . Now he's a Senator!
God Bless America.
If you can read this, thank a teacher. If you are reading it in English thank a Veteran.
Just a little something to try to help my democrat friends understand me.
Sunday, October 7, 2007
I am soooo married
My husband and I have been watching Top Chef Season 3 because his cousin's good friend is a contestant. I'm not big on reality shows because...really? how interesting can a bunch of bickering back stabbing drunken fools be the gazillionth time around.
Top Chef, affectionately known to those in the know, TC, is different. At least this season is. It was fun watching them cook and interact and be judged by some of the best in the field. Of which, I have no clue. After about the middle of catching up on the re-runs to bring me up to speed, I suddenly develop an interest for the heaad judge, Tom Colicchio. Who is he? Why is he the expert? And how are is eyes so blue?
I figure once contestant cutie pie Brian got booted off the show I'd be done with it. He gets to the last round before the finale. So, now I'm kinda hooked...and not just because it's a good show. Methinks I've got a bit of a crush on Chef Tom! *blush*
I am explaining this to my sister-in-law and I am expounding on his attributes and why this all appeals to me, when I suddenly realize....these are the reasons I was attracted to my husband.
Damn.
You'd think once I develop a crush on a celebrity he'd be different than what I have at home, so I can live a fanatsy life separate from my own.....
Top Chef, affectionately known to those in the know, TC, is different. At least this season is. It was fun watching them cook and interact and be judged by some of the best in the field. Of which, I have no clue. After about the middle of catching up on the re-runs to bring me up to speed, I suddenly develop an interest for the heaad judge, Tom Colicchio. Who is he? Why is he the expert? And how are is eyes so blue?
I figure once contestant cutie pie Brian got booted off the show I'd be done with it. He gets to the last round before the finale. So, now I'm kinda hooked...and not just because it's a good show. Methinks I've got a bit of a crush on Chef Tom! *blush*
I am explaining this to my sister-in-law and I am expounding on his attributes and why this all appeals to me, when I suddenly realize....these are the reasons I was attracted to my husband.
Damn.
You'd think once I develop a crush on a celebrity he'd be different than what I have at home, so I can live a fanatsy life separate from my own.....
Tuesday, October 2, 2007
Freedom!
I can drive! I am mobile! Since my knee surgery, I have been bedridden, house-ridden and completely insane! I drove my little princess to kindergarten today....all by myself! Hallelujah!
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