So I'm on "restricted activity" until further notice. Not bed rest, per se, so that's good. I just can't do certain things, which apparently won't exactly be noticed here since, according to Jack, I don't do all that much anyway. You know, I just sit around, make babies, etc etc. I don't ever take the kids on walks or to the park, or cook ( Read more... )

Um. He's got issues.

He dumped honey on "his" tree to keep the kids out of it.

Yes. Honey.

Not only is this an issue because we ALREADY have an ant problem on this block, but come on now. Targeting children is just wrong.

Asshat.

Yes. Again. Different neighbors this time, and I can also say with 100% confidence that this dude just has issues ( Read more... )

I've been kind of fighting with the school Aidan goes to since, well, he started. They don't have ANY resources for gifted children, and I'd asked several times to have him tested. They won't do it until his "behavior issues" get worked out, even though I'm like, "Duh, meet his educational needs and maybe they'll work themselves out. Idiots." I ( Read more... )

I'm not sure if I can hold out much longer. Today pretty much blows. I have been a monster, and I am forced into "bed rest" because I've been having some fun spotting issues. If I get anymore spotting today, then my doc has instructed me to go to labor and delivery, I'm assuming for monitoring ( Read more... )

I'm having a difficult time reading other people's stuff right now because I'm kind of in a fog of mourning. So really, when I see people's Facebook updates with inane stuff like "omg, I just farted!" or whatever, it seems so empty and lame. I'm sure most of you guys can relate to this feeling. It's nothing personal, but I'm having a difficult ( Read more... )

I got a call at 2 am on Friday that no one ever wants to get. I can't really get all philosophical or anything, since I'm still numb right now. But basically, the world has lost a very special person ( Read more... )

Jack is officially getting promoted! I get to pin him on Wednesday. So yay!

And I'm going to get the boys started in 4-H, and there are plans to build a chicken coop near the community garden on base and I'm STOKED! I get to have chickens!

I am slowly becoming the master at "letting it go." The hardest thing to let go? As a friend mentioned in one blog, my selfish desire for respect. Also, my expectations of other people to have the same ability that I do to "let it go ( Read more... )

I don't understand the hatred so many people have for 2008. It seems that it is often the same people who say "good riddance" to every "old year" on New Year's Day. Could every year possibly be the worst year of your life ( Read more... )