This and That

This weekend has been sad for me. Why? Well, my son and his wife took off for their six anniversary get-a-way. I know I should be rejoicing and shouting from the mountain tops that they have a good marriage. It's just that they left without saying where or when they were going. Sure, I knew from Facebook and from my youngest son who talked with his older brother during the week prior but still it wasn't the same. It was as though Dad and I were unimportant. At least that is how I felt. For a couple of generations now, it was known you told your parents if you went away to another city or country. Why? Well, for a farewell blessing. But neither one of them said anything. It really broke my heart. To add salt to injury, they asked my third son to house sit. He too, left without saying, "Mom, I'll be house sitting. See you soon." NOTHING! What am I? lambchops? I always say "Motherhood is not for the faint of heart".  You do so much to provid...

I have been cleaning my shed lately. As you get older you begin to think how will your kids handle all this stuff you've got? Most people just throw and Estate Sale and get rid of everything. I would love to sit and let each son know what I want them to have but really that isn't going to be the case here. I know they are just going to chunk it all away. As a teacher, I have collected so much stuff it is not funny. So Last week I began the treading through the shed. So today I stumbled on two of my diaries. One when I was a child and the other is a log of the day my husband was baptized. The book started with to my future husband and children. This was long before they all existed. I wanted them to know how I felt that day and what I was going through. My husband attended an Assembly of God church and I was Catholic. The difficult part was that I was the only daughter of a very devote Catholic family. The dynamics of just getting married was not an easy task. I j...

There are times that being mom can be a difficult thing. Not many people are aware that I have a son who was hospitalized four years back. He was diagnosed as schizophrenic paranoid. That in itself is is an unforgettable night. Maybe one day I'll blog about that night which turned our world upside down and then right side up again. But the issue is that after he was medicated my son no longer worshiped in church with the fervor he used to. We are a Christian family and attend a non-denominational church. When we were going through this time in our lives we were unsure which church we would attend. Presently, we attend a very contemporary Christian church with many young families, college students, and an array of people of different ethnic backgrounds. I like it and so did my son who was ill. He is twenty-five now and because he feels secure when we ALL go together, I made this choice even though my husband and I may have gone to a totally different church. Regardless, everyone...

I have always wondered what would happen tomorrow if I died today? Why? Well, all this paperwork that needs to be filed for every member of my family. These are ALL guys and no one puts anything in any kind of order. Everyday is paper everywhere. I can't stand my desk or top of my bedroom dresser because of all the paperwork. I have boxes and boxes of it. Oh, yeah, now I'm eco-friendly. Instead of boxes I have those reuse bags. Nevertheless, I continue to pile up paper. I am now trying a binder technique to keep everything for each member of the family in order. However, even that is getting ridiculous. I have a red bag for our taxes with two binders in it and a green bag for my older son. I will need a yellow and an orange one for my other two sons. Maybe color coding may help. I've tried your traditional file cabinet but that is a huge mess. I wish I had a file clerk just to do all my paperwork. I never get caught up because I still have to be mom and cook and...

Well, lately, I have been toying with this thought about blogging. I feel maybe it could be a way to leave something behind in the event I go somewhere...if you know what I mean. I'm gonna be 55 this month and I realize how fragile time is. I still have Christmas decorations hanging in my dining room. It isn't that I haven't had time it's that time is flying!!! Regardless, I think I'm going to take a leap to leave something behind for the grandkids to read about their wacky grandma. BTW, I don't have any grandkids yet. But I am hopeful that the four sons I bore will procreate a few of them. So we'll see where this bloggin adventure takes me.

Many times I tell people that motherhood is not for the faint of heart. Today was one of those examples. I was so torn to go to a plant exchange or stay home with my 15 year old that was running fever. Sigh Many would say you are a horrible mom if you leave him and yet I did. I asked him if he wanted to go to the doctor. He looked miserable and had tears in his eyes. I had already decided I would take him to the doctor even though we would definitely have a long wait in the Express Med clinic which is by no means "express". However, I gave him some IBs and waited a 15 mins. Then asked him, son how do you feel. " I feel a lil better, mom." Still torn. I asked him did he want me to go. He said, "Yes, mom, go." He knows how much I love plants. I ended up going knowing his dad was home but frankly knew he didn't have the motherly love my son needed at the time. Well, I went but to tell you the truth, I was so stressed out. I did come home with more ...