Poor Taylor waits and waits for me to post a blog and it never happens. Well, today is the day!
If I waited until my life was quiet and without stress, I would never blog; hence, the absence of posts for a while. So even though my life is very hectic, I will try to be more faithful.
My job is going well. I am not working on quotes and renewals which means that I can get commission, which will be nice in the summer months because those are our busy times. Bill, who has been a thorn in my side at work, got fired on Friday. It was because I told Rick how he has been yelling at another employee. It was the final straw for Rick, so Bill was let go. It was very uncomfortable on Friday and I kind of had a cloud over me all weekend because of it.
Robby and I are happy, even though he doesn't have a job right now. He is working toward getting unemployment, but that's on hold because there was a dispute about his last job, so we are ironing that out and then hopefully unemployment can go through. In the meantime, he is not earning anything and he feels like a complete loser. It's really hard on him to not be busy. But he does make great dinners! :)
Brett and Emeli are wanting to move with their dad if he gets a job in CA. I'm not happy with that at all. I would have NO children with me. They would be raised by Cozette, who is a terrible mother.
On a positive note, I sold something on etsy.I also finished a craft project I will be hanging on the wall, which I'm excited about.
I will also be taking March 12 off so I can have a long weekend. There are no days off in March, so I'm giving myself one. That will be nice.
I would love to be home and craft all day and sell them, but until then, I work in an office. :)
Monday, March 1, 2010
Monday, February 1, 2010
Tuesday, October 6, 2009
On Friday night, we went to a BYU game. That was a lot of fun. We sat right by the canons. Each time BYU scored, they pulled the cord on the canon. It was pretty loud and each time it made me jump. We went with John Mason and his daughter, Bella. It was pretty exciting to sit so close to the field. Robby surprised me with cotton candy. That was really nice.
On Saturday we slept in and listened to both conference sessions. I enjoyed them a lot. It's getting colder and we haven't turned out heat on, so we just lay in bed to keep warm and listened on the radio. We don't have TV and it wasn't working on the computer, so we listened the old fashioned way.
Between the sessions, there was a radio program about a man who was a very gifted composer. He grew up in Southern Utah and studied the violin. He arranged many of the hymns that the Tabernacle Choir sings. He wrote an oratorio on The Book of Mormon. It gave me the idea that I really need to support Brett's interest in music. He has been thinking about pursuing his music. I am going to try and get him a piano teacher who can teach him what I can't. He is too advanced for me. I can suggest songs and I can critique his playing, but I can't really teach him much theory.
After the sessions, we went to BYU and looked at the genealogy library they have there. Robby is a hug genealogy enthusiast. He has gone back to the 1400's in his search.
On Sunday, Brett and Freddy came by to visit. We fed them lunch and then listened to the sessions again while they watched a movie. We dropped them off at their dad's house and headed up to SLC to meet Rachelle and her friend, Celeste. It was pouring. We got to see them for about twenty minutes.
After a weekend like that, it's hard to go to work on Monday. It's not like we did a whole bunch of things, but it was so relaxing. I love weekends like that.
On Saturday we slept in and listened to both conference sessions. I enjoyed them a lot. It's getting colder and we haven't turned out heat on, so we just lay in bed to keep warm and listened on the radio. We don't have TV and it wasn't working on the computer, so we listened the old fashioned way.
Between the sessions, there was a radio program about a man who was a very gifted composer. He grew up in Southern Utah and studied the violin. He arranged many of the hymns that the Tabernacle Choir sings. He wrote an oratorio on The Book of Mormon. It gave me the idea that I really need to support Brett's interest in music. He has been thinking about pursuing his music. I am going to try and get him a piano teacher who can teach him what I can't. He is too advanced for me. I can suggest songs and I can critique his playing, but I can't really teach him much theory.
After the sessions, we went to BYU and looked at the genealogy library they have there. Robby is a hug genealogy enthusiast. He has gone back to the 1400's in his search.
On Sunday, Brett and Freddy came by to visit. We fed them lunch and then listened to the sessions again while they watched a movie. We dropped them off at their dad's house and headed up to SLC to meet Rachelle and her friend, Celeste. It was pouring. We got to see them for about twenty minutes.
After a weekend like that, it's hard to go to work on Monday. It's not like we did a whole bunch of things, but it was so relaxing. I love weekends like that.
Friday, September 25, 2009
FRIDAY
I am all alone in the office and I love it when that happens! So I am typing in my blog. When I type this fast, most people know I am NOT working, so no one is here to find out.
On Wednesday night, I had book club. I also had to be at Emeli's soccer game. I left her game early. I parked my car in the garage and did the whole push the garage door button and run under the closing door thingee. I was walking to Andrea's house to catch a ride to book club. As I was walking across the driveway, I saw a tarantula walking across the street towards our house in a kind of diagonal fashion. For about two seconds, I stood frozen and started to whine. Then I called Brett. I told him to hurry and get out here. He came running because I hadn't told him what it was about. When he saw the tarantula, his eyes lit up and he smiled this huge smile.
I said, "Okay, I want you to do something for me..."
He turned to me and said, "I will not kill it."
I told him that I wanted him to catch it for me so I could take it to work the next day for Heather. I knew she would LOVE it. So Brett got a container we had and caught the tarantula. The tarantula was not happy about it. He kept raising up on his front legs.
I kept it in the container, in the bed of the truck until the next day when I gave it to Heather. She immediately named it Steve. Funny!
Robby had never seen how freaked out I can be about huge spiders until the night before when we went for our walk and walked under a huge, orange spider that had built a web right above our front porch. I had a mini meltdown. I wouldn't walk back into the house under the web. I literally walked to the side of the porch and went in that way. I think that finally sunk in with him. He was so cute. I was lying in his arms kind of whining about how scary it was and he quietly said, "Tomorrow I will go out and kill it for you." Sure enough, the next day he went out with the broom, tore down the huge web and crushed the spider up in the rafters above the porch. It was a huge spider with a butt the size of a nickel.
I told him I can handle spiders until they get bigger than a quarter and then I freak. If they come in my house, they die. It's that simple. I was explaining to Robby that I don't go tromping around in their webs, so they are not allowed in my house. If I went into THEIR web, they would try to kill ME, so the same thing applies here.
Now when I walk out of my house, I scan the horizon for approaching tarantulas before I head out walking somewhere. I have been told they are all over the place right now and I don't want any more surprises!!
On Wednesday night, I had book club. I also had to be at Emeli's soccer game. I left her game early. I parked my car in the garage and did the whole push the garage door button and run under the closing door thingee. I was walking to Andrea's house to catch a ride to book club. As I was walking across the driveway, I saw a tarantula walking across the street towards our house in a kind of diagonal fashion. For about two seconds, I stood frozen and started to whine. Then I called Brett. I told him to hurry and get out here. He came running because I hadn't told him what it was about. When he saw the tarantula, his eyes lit up and he smiled this huge smile.
I said, "Okay, I want you to do something for me..."
He turned to me and said, "I will not kill it."
I told him that I wanted him to catch it for me so I could take it to work the next day for Heather. I knew she would LOVE it. So Brett got a container we had and caught the tarantula. The tarantula was not happy about it. He kept raising up on his front legs.
I kept it in the container, in the bed of the truck until the next day when I gave it to Heather. She immediately named it Steve. Funny!
Robby had never seen how freaked out I can be about huge spiders until the night before when we went for our walk and walked under a huge, orange spider that had built a web right above our front porch. I had a mini meltdown. I wouldn't walk back into the house under the web. I literally walked to the side of the porch and went in that way. I think that finally sunk in with him. He was so cute. I was lying in his arms kind of whining about how scary it was and he quietly said, "Tomorrow I will go out and kill it for you." Sure enough, the next day he went out with the broom, tore down the huge web and crushed the spider up in the rafters above the porch. It was a huge spider with a butt the size of a nickel.
I told him I can handle spiders until they get bigger than a quarter and then I freak. If they come in my house, they die. It's that simple. I was explaining to Robby that I don't go tromping around in their webs, so they are not allowed in my house. If I went into THEIR web, they would try to kill ME, so the same thing applies here.
Now when I walk out of my house, I scan the horizon for approaching tarantulas before I head out walking somewhere. I have been told they are all over the place right now and I don't want any more surprises!!
Monday, September 21, 2009
September 21
I have not blogged in way too long.
Last week I took three days off work so I could hang out with Taylor and Emma. It was wonderful. It was also very hard to get back to work again. Thank goodness I had a weekend to adjust and now I am back in the swing of things.
Taylor and Emma are very cute together. I adore Emma and so does Robby. I think Taylor is very lucky. Emeli told me that when she walked up to the house on Friday and didn't see Taylor's car, she started to cry. She hates it when her siblings are separated by states like they are. I told her that she is lucky to have a wonderful "sister" in Emma. They will always be good friends and she is blessed to have her. Emeli agreed.
On Saturday, Robby and I went to the zoo. That was a mixed experience. It was so crowded because they have a baby elephant and it was the second Saturday she was on display. There were several groups of obnoxious teenagers. I don't mind teenagers when they get a little silly, but these were rude. At the black bear exhibit, one kid yelled out, "I wish I had my bow and arrow." I wanted to yell back and say, "Yeah, let's see how tough you are with that bow and arrow if you're standing face to face with the bear." Jerk. At the orangutans, another kid was throwing ice chips at the orangutan. I was livid. Then his twit girlfriend reached into her mouth and said, "I should throw my gum in there." I turned to her and said, "Do NOT throw your gum in there!" she looked at me with surprise and said, "It's not like it would kill him or anything." I wanted to slap her. I said, in a very quiet, slow voice (the one that my kids are very familiar with--it's the one that means I'm going to beat you in a second)"Yes, it will." After that, I turned and stalked off. I knew that if I stood there for another second, I would toss them both over the wall in with the animal. Meanwhile, Robby was seething as well. He is not a man who swears, but as we walked away, he was muttering things like, "If you throw that gum in there, I will kick your ass and toss you in after the gum..." The two of us found a zoo worker and reported them...that's the best revenge. Sadly, she told us that happens a lot.
Brett came home that night. I had baked caramel rolls. He walked in, took a huge sniff in the air and walked right into the kitchen and dug into the rolls.
Twenty minutes later, Emeli called me and wanted me to pick her up. I refused for a couple of reasons. 1) I was in my pajamas and in bed and 2) if I pick her up every time she wants rescuing, her dad will accuse me of stealing the kids away from him on his weekend. If she wants to come home, she has to get him to do it. Twenty minutes later, Emeli was home. Her dad told her that it is my goal to keep them away from him. Whatever. On Sunday, I took her back to his house...drama.
We found a free desk on Craigslist and picked it up. Robby didn't like it, so Brett claimed it. He rearranged his room and was using it last night. It looks really nice in there.
Tonight for FHE, we are going to the Bean Museum and then to the BYU Creamery for ice cream. That will be nice. I will take pictures and put them on Facebook.
Last week I took three days off work so I could hang out with Taylor and Emma. It was wonderful. It was also very hard to get back to work again. Thank goodness I had a weekend to adjust and now I am back in the swing of things.
Taylor and Emma are very cute together. I adore Emma and so does Robby. I think Taylor is very lucky. Emeli told me that when she walked up to the house on Friday and didn't see Taylor's car, she started to cry. She hates it when her siblings are separated by states like they are. I told her that she is lucky to have a wonderful "sister" in Emma. They will always be good friends and she is blessed to have her. Emeli agreed.
On Saturday, Robby and I went to the zoo. That was a mixed experience. It was so crowded because they have a baby elephant and it was the second Saturday she was on display. There were several groups of obnoxious teenagers. I don't mind teenagers when they get a little silly, but these were rude. At the black bear exhibit, one kid yelled out, "I wish I had my bow and arrow." I wanted to yell back and say, "Yeah, let's see how tough you are with that bow and arrow if you're standing face to face with the bear." Jerk. At the orangutans, another kid was throwing ice chips at the orangutan. I was livid. Then his twit girlfriend reached into her mouth and said, "I should throw my gum in there." I turned to her and said, "Do NOT throw your gum in there!" she looked at me with surprise and said, "It's not like it would kill him or anything." I wanted to slap her. I said, in a very quiet, slow voice (the one that my kids are very familiar with--it's the one that means I'm going to beat you in a second)"Yes, it will." After that, I turned and stalked off. I knew that if I stood there for another second, I would toss them both over the wall in with the animal. Meanwhile, Robby was seething as well. He is not a man who swears, but as we walked away, he was muttering things like, "If you throw that gum in there, I will kick your ass and toss you in after the gum..." The two of us found a zoo worker and reported them...that's the best revenge. Sadly, she told us that happens a lot.
Brett came home that night. I had baked caramel rolls. He walked in, took a huge sniff in the air and walked right into the kitchen and dug into the rolls.
Twenty minutes later, Emeli called me and wanted me to pick her up. I refused for a couple of reasons. 1) I was in my pajamas and in bed and 2) if I pick her up every time she wants rescuing, her dad will accuse me of stealing the kids away from him on his weekend. If she wants to come home, she has to get him to do it. Twenty minutes later, Emeli was home. Her dad told her that it is my goal to keep them away from him. Whatever. On Sunday, I took her back to his house...drama.
We found a free desk on Craigslist and picked it up. Robby didn't like it, so Brett claimed it. He rearranged his room and was using it last night. It looks really nice in there.
Tonight for FHE, we are going to the Bean Museum and then to the BYU Creamery for ice cream. That will be nice. I will take pictures and put them on Facebook.
Wednesday, August 19, 2009
Today
So today was an interesting day. It's a Wednesday, so there are only two more days to the week and then it's the weekend again. I live for the weekend!!!!
The kids and I went to Mom's for dinner tonight. When I got there, Mom had me go into Grandma's room and look at her. Not a good sight. She was on the edge of her bed, hand extended and she was talking to some imaginary person. This person was handing her something and she was taking it. She was muttering about how it was time for them to leave. We walked her to her seat and she kept saying she would NOT eat until all the people left. Then she got mad at us for eating when there were still people in the house. Okay...I DO NOT want to live to be 99 years old. Eighty-five is plenty. Even then, if I'm not in good health, I don't want to live that long!
Today at work we celebrated Lacey's birthday with chocolate cake and ice cream. I was sick afterwards. My boss piled two huge scoops of ice cream in my bowl. Then he said, "Don't worry. Roberto won't mind if you have two scoops." I said, "I mind." If I want to eat ice cream, I will eat ice cream. But I choose NOT to eat ice cream because it's so dang fattening and I do not EVER want to be as heavy as I once was. So when we went to Mom's, I only had some salad and green beans. I was still full from the stupid cake and ice cream. Tonight Robby and I will walk. He doesn't like to walk fast or far, so I always have to kind of sneak in a long walk. Plus, he insists on holding hands while we walk or putting his arm around my shoulder with me holding his hand. That does not allow me to walk fast and that's probably part of his plan...haha! It's so nice to walk with him, though. Several people in the ward have commented to me about how cute they think it is that we walk all the time. I know it helps Robby let off some steam from work. His job sucks and walking helps him get all that out of his system.
I'm glad that the kids are home and we are back to normal again. When Brett walked into the house on Sunday afternoon, he stopped in the front room, looked around and let out a huge sigh. It was cute. Emeli is glad to be away from her step-mother and step-sisters. There is a whole lot of drama in that house. Cozette likes to blame Emeli for a lot of things and Emeli allows it and will take the blame for things that aren't even her fault. I told her tonight that if it continues, I will have to talk to Cozette. I also told her that it would be much better if Emeli stuck up for herself than if I get involved. If I get involved, it might result in bloodshed. I am not afraid of Cozette and I will tell her exactly how I feel about this. I refuse to allow her to break Emeli's spirit. I will not tolerate that.
I'm tired tonight. I slept well last night, but it was late. Robby had a very hard day at work and didn't get home until 8pm. By the time we walked, he unwound on the computer, and we read scriptures, it was late. Then when the lights went out, he needed to talk about his day at work. I lay there trying to keep my eyes open, but they were burning. Occasionally, I could feel myself dropping off and he would ask if I was still awake and I would jolt awake and lie, "Yes!" At a little after midnight he could tell I was doing everything I could to stay awake. He asked me if I was tired and I said, "A little" and he knew I was lying. He said he would stop talking. I felt so bad, but I couldn't help it! He woke up tired because he had so much on his mind he couldn't get to sleep. He lays there with a million things going through his head. If I fall asleep before him, it can take him up to two or three hours to finally fall asleep. Poor guy.
Today was the first day of school for Brett and Emeli. They ride the bus together to and from school. They are out the door by 7:05am. That allows me to get to work early and get home early. I love that. I get into work at 8am and leave at 4:30pm. Perfect!!
The kids and I went to Mom's for dinner tonight. When I got there, Mom had me go into Grandma's room and look at her. Not a good sight. She was on the edge of her bed, hand extended and she was talking to some imaginary person. This person was handing her something and she was taking it. She was muttering about how it was time for them to leave. We walked her to her seat and she kept saying she would NOT eat until all the people left. Then she got mad at us for eating when there were still people in the house. Okay...I DO NOT want to live to be 99 years old. Eighty-five is plenty. Even then, if I'm not in good health, I don't want to live that long!
Today at work we celebrated Lacey's birthday with chocolate cake and ice cream. I was sick afterwards. My boss piled two huge scoops of ice cream in my bowl. Then he said, "Don't worry. Roberto won't mind if you have two scoops." I said, "I mind." If I want to eat ice cream, I will eat ice cream. But I choose NOT to eat ice cream because it's so dang fattening and I do not EVER want to be as heavy as I once was. So when we went to Mom's, I only had some salad and green beans. I was still full from the stupid cake and ice cream. Tonight Robby and I will walk. He doesn't like to walk fast or far, so I always have to kind of sneak in a long walk. Plus, he insists on holding hands while we walk or putting his arm around my shoulder with me holding his hand. That does not allow me to walk fast and that's probably part of his plan...haha! It's so nice to walk with him, though. Several people in the ward have commented to me about how cute they think it is that we walk all the time. I know it helps Robby let off some steam from work. His job sucks and walking helps him get all that out of his system.
I'm glad that the kids are home and we are back to normal again. When Brett walked into the house on Sunday afternoon, he stopped in the front room, looked around and let out a huge sigh. It was cute. Emeli is glad to be away from her step-mother and step-sisters. There is a whole lot of drama in that house. Cozette likes to blame Emeli for a lot of things and Emeli allows it and will take the blame for things that aren't even her fault. I told her tonight that if it continues, I will have to talk to Cozette. I also told her that it would be much better if Emeli stuck up for herself than if I get involved. If I get involved, it might result in bloodshed. I am not afraid of Cozette and I will tell her exactly how I feel about this. I refuse to allow her to break Emeli's spirit. I will not tolerate that.
I'm tired tonight. I slept well last night, but it was late. Robby had a very hard day at work and didn't get home until 8pm. By the time we walked, he unwound on the computer, and we read scriptures, it was late. Then when the lights went out, he needed to talk about his day at work. I lay there trying to keep my eyes open, but they were burning. Occasionally, I could feel myself dropping off and he would ask if I was still awake and I would jolt awake and lie, "Yes!" At a little after midnight he could tell I was doing everything I could to stay awake. He asked me if I was tired and I said, "A little" and he knew I was lying. He said he would stop talking. I felt so bad, but I couldn't help it! He woke up tired because he had so much on his mind he couldn't get to sleep. He lays there with a million things going through his head. If I fall asleep before him, it can take him up to two or three hours to finally fall asleep. Poor guy.
Today was the first day of school for Brett and Emeli. They ride the bus together to and from school. They are out the door by 7:05am. That allows me to get to work early and get home early. I love that. I get into work at 8am and leave at 4:30pm. Perfect!!
Tuesday, July 28, 2009
July 28, 2009
I am very happy to have the kids home again. It's always nice when it's just Robby and I, but after not seeing Brett for a month, I really was glad to pick him up at the airport and see him again.
Brett arrived home on Thursday night and Emeli arrived on Friday. I had been planning to make bobotti and show off a new South African dinner I had learned to make. I finally made it on Saturday afternoon. The kids liked it a lot.
On Saturday, we took Emeli and her friend, Bella, to the Oquirrh temple open house. That was really nice. I like the Draper temple better, though. Robby and I both thought the Oquirrh temple looked a lot like a hotel inside. You stand in the main lobby and there are all these banisters and railings. You feel like you are in a hotel lobby. It was pretty, but not as pretty as the Draper temple.
I would like Sundays better if I didn't have to go back to work on Monday. I am starting to find some friends in the ward, so now I enjoy church more. Robby teaches Sunday school to the 14 year olds and he's really cute. He always wears black slacks and always gets chalk marks on himself. He likes to stand in front of the class. I prefer to sit when I teach. He teases the kids and tells them stories of when he was a kid in South Africa. Because he doesn't have a teaching companion (a must), I sit in his class as the second person. On Sunday, I had forgotten to bring my scriptures. One of the boys had forgotten his scriptures and had gone to the library to get a couple sets. He gave me one. Of course, Robby had to make a comment about that. He called me Mrs. Library because that's what was written on the side of the scriptures...brat. haha!!
Emeli was thrilled to go to church because it was her first day in Young Women's. They spoiled her. They gave her a little baggie of treats, a frame with her name in it. They had taken each letter in her name and had listed a trait she had. I was so impressed by that. She also got her Personal Progress book. She was so cute. She wore the outfit I had bought her for her birthday and she looked just like a little Beehive. I was so proud of her. The choir director was talking to me in Relief Society and said, "Emeli is looking so old!" I told her that the second Emeli put her make up on, I regretted letting her put make up on at twelve years old. I wanted to change the rule to sixteen. She asked me if I really did that and I said there was NO way I would be allowed to get away with that!!
Yesterday was the first day for me to go back to work with the kids home alone together. I called to check on them. Brett was down in the basement sewing. He was designing a shirt for Emeli to wear from a plaid shirt he doesn't wear anymore. When I came home, she was modeling it for me. It was really good. Brett had taken a pair of jeans he doesn't wear anymore because they have a huge hole in the butt. He turned the pants into a school bag. He was down in the basement sewing up a storm all weekend. Robby and I would play darts while he sewed and commented on our game.
When they were gone, I would get so lonely at nights when Robby was working late. I would just sit and do my needlework and play my music really loud. I probably pestered Robby with all the texts I would send him. I really missed the kids' company.
By Sunday evening, I was kind of wishing it was just Robby and I again. Brett and Emeli were goofing around in the stairwell throwing a ball at each other. Whenever they goof around, Emeli ALWAYS gets hurt!!! I was just waiting for that. We told them to take their game outside. They did. I can tell they missed each other as well.
My favorite time is when we all sit down to dinner and talk. Brett likes to say something rude to me in German that only Robby can understand and then Robby will add his little piece to it. Dorks! It's very nice to have them home. I have really missed them. I would stay late at work because there was nothing to go home to. Robby would be at work and I would just be alone. Now I have a reason to leave work again.
Brett arrived home on Thursday night and Emeli arrived on Friday. I had been planning to make bobotti and show off a new South African dinner I had learned to make. I finally made it on Saturday afternoon. The kids liked it a lot.
On Saturday, we took Emeli and her friend, Bella, to the Oquirrh temple open house. That was really nice. I like the Draper temple better, though. Robby and I both thought the Oquirrh temple looked a lot like a hotel inside. You stand in the main lobby and there are all these banisters and railings. You feel like you are in a hotel lobby. It was pretty, but not as pretty as the Draper temple.
I would like Sundays better if I didn't have to go back to work on Monday. I am starting to find some friends in the ward, so now I enjoy church more. Robby teaches Sunday school to the 14 year olds and he's really cute. He always wears black slacks and always gets chalk marks on himself. He likes to stand in front of the class. I prefer to sit when I teach. He teases the kids and tells them stories of when he was a kid in South Africa. Because he doesn't have a teaching companion (a must), I sit in his class as the second person. On Sunday, I had forgotten to bring my scriptures. One of the boys had forgotten his scriptures and had gone to the library to get a couple sets. He gave me one. Of course, Robby had to make a comment about that. He called me Mrs. Library because that's what was written on the side of the scriptures...brat. haha!!
Emeli was thrilled to go to church because it was her first day in Young Women's. They spoiled her. They gave her a little baggie of treats, a frame with her name in it. They had taken each letter in her name and had listed a trait she had. I was so impressed by that. She also got her Personal Progress book. She was so cute. She wore the outfit I had bought her for her birthday and she looked just like a little Beehive. I was so proud of her. The choir director was talking to me in Relief Society and said, "Emeli is looking so old!" I told her that the second Emeli put her make up on, I regretted letting her put make up on at twelve years old. I wanted to change the rule to sixteen. She asked me if I really did that and I said there was NO way I would be allowed to get away with that!!
Yesterday was the first day for me to go back to work with the kids home alone together. I called to check on them. Brett was down in the basement sewing. He was designing a shirt for Emeli to wear from a plaid shirt he doesn't wear anymore. When I came home, she was modeling it for me. It was really good. Brett had taken a pair of jeans he doesn't wear anymore because they have a huge hole in the butt. He turned the pants into a school bag. He was down in the basement sewing up a storm all weekend. Robby and I would play darts while he sewed and commented on our game.
When they were gone, I would get so lonely at nights when Robby was working late. I would just sit and do my needlework and play my music really loud. I probably pestered Robby with all the texts I would send him. I really missed the kids' company.
By Sunday evening, I was kind of wishing it was just Robby and I again. Brett and Emeli were goofing around in the stairwell throwing a ball at each other. Whenever they goof around, Emeli ALWAYS gets hurt!!! I was just waiting for that. We told them to take their game outside. They did. I can tell they missed each other as well.
My favorite time is when we all sit down to dinner and talk. Brett likes to say something rude to me in German that only Robby can understand and then Robby will add his little piece to it. Dorks! It's very nice to have them home. I have really missed them. I would stay late at work because there was nothing to go home to. Robby would be at work and I would just be alone. Now I have a reason to leave work again.
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