This last week has been a L O N G week!! I went to school on Monday, received 8 shots in order to pass off all my shots. Then I helped out at the Murdock's. Working at the Murdock's is THE most monotonous job. You open the door to the plastic machine, pull the plastic thingee out, spray the machine, cut off the plastic parts that don't belong and then do it all over again! I did it for a few hours on Monday, several hours on Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday and Friday. Because it is a repetitious movement, my right arm throbs when I am done. The last time I worked there, I got Tennis Elbow. Now when I work there, it flairs up again and I have to wear my brace. I listen to my iPod or else I would go insane!
So we got another ferret on Thursday night. He is a cute little guy. He looks just like Ollie except that he is much bigger. Ollie is full grown, but must have been the runt of the litter or else this little guy was the biggest in the litter. He has a little ruff around his head that makes him look like a bear, so we have named him Teddy. So we have Ollie and Teddy. The first night when they met, it was hilarious. They were leaping around like long-lost brothers. They were sniffing each other's bums and making this little grunting noise to each other. They snuggle at night, eat at the same time and play all the time. Because they play so hard together, they sleep really hard too. It is a huge advantage to have two ferrets instead of just one. They get into a lot less mischief that way. One gross thing: Ollie loves the sound of plastic wrappers. The other day, he was getting into my tampons in the bathroom. He found one of the used dispensers left in the wrapper in my trash. When I went to get Teddy from under the couch, there was my tampon dispenser just sitting there with the wrapper on the other side under the couch. I felt a little violated...
We have had to find 12 living signs for this weekend and that is a HUGE pain in the butt. For one thing, most people who respond to living sign ads are not the highest functioning people on the planet. It seems they always like to bail on us late the night before the event or the morning of the event when it's really hard to find people last minute. That pisses us off more than anything. It especially pisses ME off because I usually have to hold a sign...I HATE holding signs. I would rather work at the Murdock's for 10 hours straight.
I start my externship tomorrow and I am pretty nervous. I will probably be shaking tomorrow when I pull up to the clinic. I hope they are nice.
Now Emeli and I are listening with baited breath to KEXP.org to hear Taylor propose to Emma. Taylor called me SO nervous last night. Every time there is a break in the band playing, I get all nervous for him, too. Emeli and I listening, Robby is in the other room and has said, "Call me the second Taylor starts to talk!" Emeli is a total spaz! She keeps saying, "Ten more minutes...", "Six more minutes..."
Sunday, May 29, 2011
Monday, May 16, 2011
May!
Wow! It's May already! That means I only have a couple of weeks of school left...really only one now.
Today as I was walking out of class, I passed a stink bug. I haven't seen a stink bug in years. I remember irritating them as a kid and watching them lift up their bum at me. Suddenly, there was this kind of a coppery smell that is pretty nasty. Hence, the name stink bug. So this little stink bug, without provocation, lifted up his bum to me. I was too far from the ground to get a whiff of his noxious odor, but I felt the drift of what he was trying to say to me. I was wondering why I'm not blessed with that ability. Why can't I do that to people who piss me off? It is much better than flipping someone off and yelling at them. You just lift your bum up in the air and spray! Skunks have it, too. Why are they the lucky ones? There are a few choice people who would probably get a bum lift from me and it would sure feel good to let them know how I feel. Oh well.
Now Emeli is nagging at me to go swimming. She got a new bathing suit and is always whining for me to go with her. Blah.
Today as I was walking out of class, I passed a stink bug. I haven't seen a stink bug in years. I remember irritating them as a kid and watching them lift up their bum at me. Suddenly, there was this kind of a coppery smell that is pretty nasty. Hence, the name stink bug. So this little stink bug, without provocation, lifted up his bum to me. I was too far from the ground to get a whiff of his noxious odor, but I felt the drift of what he was trying to say to me. I was wondering why I'm not blessed with that ability. Why can't I do that to people who piss me off? It is much better than flipping someone off and yelling at them. You just lift your bum up in the air and spray! Skunks have it, too. Why are they the lucky ones? There are a few choice people who would probably get a bum lift from me and it would sure feel good to let them know how I feel. Oh well.
Now Emeli is nagging at me to go swimming. She got a new bathing suit and is always whining for me to go with her. Blah.
Wednesday, May 4, 2011
May 4, 2011
Today "Born to Be Wild" was playing on my iPod. It brought back a memory that I wanted to share.
In 2007, times were hard and I wasn't making it financially. I knew I had to move to Utah. I cried for days before and after making that decision; however, I knew it was the right thing to do. My job was not a good fit, I had been seeing a man who hurt me, and the church was paying my rent, my utilities and giving me food. It was time to get out.
I had to leave Freddy and Taylor in WA. Taylor was going to try to go to school and get a job in Bellingham so he could be closer to Emma. Freddy was bound and determined to finish school and wouldn't move with us. Leaving two of my children behind was the hardest thing I have ever done. I wasn't as worried about Taylor because he had Emma and he seemed happy to move on with his life. I was really worried about Freddy because he was moving in with the Hodsons and I wasn't sure how that would work. Not only that, Freddy had always been a homebody and really liked being with family. I knew it was going to be very hard for him.
The day we left Redmond, it was raining, which seemed fitting. I was emotional and was hesitant to leave Freddy. As we drove away in the truck, it was just Emeli and I because Brett was in the car with Mom. I was driving down the street for the last time and Freddy was standing in the street waving to us. Emeli and I sobbed as we drove away. I knew I was doing the right thing, but it was excruciating. As Emeli and I were driving around Lake Sammamish, we were still bawling. I told Emeli we needed to stop crying and look on the bright side. This was an adventure we were embarking on and we needed to cheer up and see the excitement in that. I was speaking more to me than to Emeli, of course. I put "Born to Be Wild" on my iPod and we sang along at the top of our lungs.
All of that flashed through my mind as that song played on my iPod today. As I look back at that time, I still know that leaving WA was the best thing. It was hard, but it was right.
In 2007, times were hard and I wasn't making it financially. I knew I had to move to Utah. I cried for days before and after making that decision; however, I knew it was the right thing to do. My job was not a good fit, I had been seeing a man who hurt me, and the church was paying my rent, my utilities and giving me food. It was time to get out.
I had to leave Freddy and Taylor in WA. Taylor was going to try to go to school and get a job in Bellingham so he could be closer to Emma. Freddy was bound and determined to finish school and wouldn't move with us. Leaving two of my children behind was the hardest thing I have ever done. I wasn't as worried about Taylor because he had Emma and he seemed happy to move on with his life. I was really worried about Freddy because he was moving in with the Hodsons and I wasn't sure how that would work. Not only that, Freddy had always been a homebody and really liked being with family. I knew it was going to be very hard for him.
The day we left Redmond, it was raining, which seemed fitting. I was emotional and was hesitant to leave Freddy. As we drove away in the truck, it was just Emeli and I because Brett was in the car with Mom. I was driving down the street for the last time and Freddy was standing in the street waving to us. Emeli and I sobbed as we drove away. I knew I was doing the right thing, but it was excruciating. As Emeli and I were driving around Lake Sammamish, we were still bawling. I told Emeli we needed to stop crying and look on the bright side. This was an adventure we were embarking on and we needed to cheer up and see the excitement in that. I was speaking more to me than to Emeli, of course. I put "Born to Be Wild" on my iPod and we sang along at the top of our lungs.
All of that flashed through my mind as that song played on my iPod today. As I look back at that time, I still know that leaving WA was the best thing. It was hard, but it was right.
Saturday, April 23, 2011
Easter
Yes, I know, I have not blogged for forever!!
Emeli went to her dad's a couple of weeks ago and came home last Sunday night. Whenever Emeli is gone to her dad's, she comes back very emotional with mixed feelings. It hurts for me to see her like this, but I know it is hard to go back and forth from one household to another.
While she was gone, and on my spring break, Robby and I worked at the Murdock's business. On Thursday, we worked for 9 hours and on Friday we worked for 6 hours. The whole time I was turning this knob and cutting the plastic extra pieces off. I did not enjoy the work and it gave me tennis elbow. So now I have this stupid brace on my arm and my arm is always sore. I can't lift things with my right arm and it throbs a lot at night when I am sleeping.
This last week was the last week of lectures in class. Now we are working on our Front Office packs, labs and trying to get internships. I am a little worried about all of that. In order to intern with IHC (Intermountain Healthcare), I need a background check and a drug test, all of which I have to pay for. Thank goodness it only costs about $50 total. But I have to go to the Spanish Fork prison to get fingerprinted. Kind of weird.
The other morning I knocked on the bathroom door so I could do my make-up. Emeli called out, "What?!" I told her I needed to do my make-up. She let me in and as I glanced at her to see what mood she was in (with Emeli, it's important to establish that first thing in the morning) and she said, "What?!" I ignored her because I knew she was not in the best of moods and it's safer that way. Then, as I was walking into the kitchen to eat, I looked at her once more and she said, "What?!" I said, "Do you realize that the only word you have said to me today is 'What?!'" She laughed when she realize I was right. Now it's our joke first thing in the mornings.
The other night we went for a long walk and it felt really good. As we were walking toward the walking trail, we spent a couple of minutes trying to kick each other's butts. We ended up laughing hysterically as we began our walk. Then, at the end, I almost tripped over a raised sidewalk and caught myself. I looked kind of stupid as I did that. We spent the next few minutes imitating me trying to catch myself from tripping. I enjoy Emeli!!
Last night Robby and I went out for dinner and to a movie. It is the first time we have had a formal date since Emeli came to stay. Emeli's friend, Brooklyn, came to hang out. We bought them alfredo from Pizza Hut and I got them miniature Ben and Jerry's ice creams and they were set. They went swimming and playing on Emeli's new iPod. We went and saw "Hanna". A weird, violent movie. It's funny when we go see movies like that. It's like Robby's past catches up with him. He will leave the theater all tensed up with adrenaline flowing. He has this kind of remote look in his eyes and I can tell he is in the "fight or flight" mode. It usually exhibits itself in his driving. Last night he went speeding through the parking lot.
Today we bought a plastic bin and filled it with some of the sand from Robby's storage. We put Ollie in it and he went crazy digging. He literally shoves his face in the sand up to his eyeballs and roots around and then he digs like he is digging to China. It's hilarious. We stood there watching and laughing at him. He is so funny!
Emeli went to her dad's a couple of weeks ago and came home last Sunday night. Whenever Emeli is gone to her dad's, she comes back very emotional with mixed feelings. It hurts for me to see her like this, but I know it is hard to go back and forth from one household to another.
While she was gone, and on my spring break, Robby and I worked at the Murdock's business. On Thursday, we worked for 9 hours and on Friday we worked for 6 hours. The whole time I was turning this knob and cutting the plastic extra pieces off. I did not enjoy the work and it gave me tennis elbow. So now I have this stupid brace on my arm and my arm is always sore. I can't lift things with my right arm and it throbs a lot at night when I am sleeping.
This last week was the last week of lectures in class. Now we are working on our Front Office packs, labs and trying to get internships. I am a little worried about all of that. In order to intern with IHC (Intermountain Healthcare), I need a background check and a drug test, all of which I have to pay for. Thank goodness it only costs about $50 total. But I have to go to the Spanish Fork prison to get fingerprinted. Kind of weird.
The other morning I knocked on the bathroom door so I could do my make-up. Emeli called out, "What?!" I told her I needed to do my make-up. She let me in and as I glanced at her to see what mood she was in (with Emeli, it's important to establish that first thing in the morning) and she said, "What?!" I ignored her because I knew she was not in the best of moods and it's safer that way. Then, as I was walking into the kitchen to eat, I looked at her once more and she said, "What?!" I said, "Do you realize that the only word you have said to me today is 'What?!'" She laughed when she realize I was right. Now it's our joke first thing in the mornings.
The other night we went for a long walk and it felt really good. As we were walking toward the walking trail, we spent a couple of minutes trying to kick each other's butts. We ended up laughing hysterically as we began our walk. Then, at the end, I almost tripped over a raised sidewalk and caught myself. I looked kind of stupid as I did that. We spent the next few minutes imitating me trying to catch myself from tripping. I enjoy Emeli!!
Last night Robby and I went out for dinner and to a movie. It is the first time we have had a formal date since Emeli came to stay. Emeli's friend, Brooklyn, came to hang out. We bought them alfredo from Pizza Hut and I got them miniature Ben and Jerry's ice creams and they were set. They went swimming and playing on Emeli's new iPod. We went and saw "Hanna". A weird, violent movie. It's funny when we go see movies like that. It's like Robby's past catches up with him. He will leave the theater all tensed up with adrenaline flowing. He has this kind of remote look in his eyes and I can tell he is in the "fight or flight" mode. It usually exhibits itself in his driving. Last night he went speeding through the parking lot.
Today we bought a plastic bin and filled it with some of the sand from Robby's storage. We put Ollie in it and he went crazy digging. He literally shoves his face in the sand up to his eyeballs and roots around and then he digs like he is digging to China. It's hilarious. We stood there watching and laughing at him. He is so funny!
Wednesday, April 13, 2011
Spring break
I have not been faithful with this blog thingee for the last couple of weeks. I have had a lot of things going on.
Brett came to visit last week and that was wonderful. We would sit at the kitchen table at the same time in the afternoons. Brett would be on WoW and I would be typing up my notes, coloring my anatomy sheets or putting music on my new iPod touch. We would talk about a lot of different things. On Monday he came to class with me while we discussed male anatomy. He asked a couple of questions in class and that surprised the teacher. On Friday, he came back to class with me so that he could be my guinea pig. I gave him 3 shots and drew blood. He was pretty brave. For payment, I bought him a nice dessert when we went out for dinner that night. I was very sad to see him go because I know that it will be a long time before I see him again. We worked on a blanket for him that is fur and minkie. He helped pick out the two fabrics and he loved it. He kept wrapping himself up in the blanket during the day. The ferret loved it, too. He would roll around in it.
Emeli is now out in WA visiting the Kesler's. She has called me many times telling me that she is so glad she lives with me and she is away from the drama. She also misses us a lot. I think she finally sees what she was living with. It took her leaving that situation, building a life out here and then going back to that for her to see how awful it was. Brett was telling me how peaceful it is here and he misses that a lot.
So it's just Robby and I this week. It's weird being back to just the two of us. It's not like Emeli eats a lot (because she doesn't), but it's weird to cook dinner for just the two of us. We have a lot more leftovers and since Emeli isn't here, they don't get eaten as fast. Emeli loves leftovers and likes them for breakfast or after school. I miss her a lot. I especially miss her in the mornings when I am getting ready for school. Usually she and I are bumping into each other the whole time and chatting. It is too quiet in the mornings.
I am nervous about leaving school and going out to the medical field. It's interesting that just as potential MA, people are already asking me medical questions. It makes me very nervous to answer. What if I am wrong?! I love this field and I love learning this stuff and I am excited to go out to work. I just hope I remember it all!!!!
Brett came to visit last week and that was wonderful. We would sit at the kitchen table at the same time in the afternoons. Brett would be on WoW and I would be typing up my notes, coloring my anatomy sheets or putting music on my new iPod touch. We would talk about a lot of different things. On Monday he came to class with me while we discussed male anatomy. He asked a couple of questions in class and that surprised the teacher. On Friday, he came back to class with me so that he could be my guinea pig. I gave him 3 shots and drew blood. He was pretty brave. For payment, I bought him a nice dessert when we went out for dinner that night. I was very sad to see him go because I know that it will be a long time before I see him again. We worked on a blanket for him that is fur and minkie. He helped pick out the two fabrics and he loved it. He kept wrapping himself up in the blanket during the day. The ferret loved it, too. He would roll around in it.
Emeli is now out in WA visiting the Kesler's. She has called me many times telling me that she is so glad she lives with me and she is away from the drama. She also misses us a lot. I think she finally sees what she was living with. It took her leaving that situation, building a life out here and then going back to that for her to see how awful it was. Brett was telling me how peaceful it is here and he misses that a lot.
So it's just Robby and I this week. It's weird being back to just the two of us. It's not like Emeli eats a lot (because she doesn't), but it's weird to cook dinner for just the two of us. We have a lot more leftovers and since Emeli isn't here, they don't get eaten as fast. Emeli loves leftovers and likes them for breakfast or after school. I miss her a lot. I especially miss her in the mornings when I am getting ready for school. Usually she and I are bumping into each other the whole time and chatting. It is too quiet in the mornings.
I am nervous about leaving school and going out to the medical field. It's interesting that just as potential MA, people are already asking me medical questions. It makes me very nervous to answer. What if I am wrong?! I love this field and I love learning this stuff and I am excited to go out to work. I just hope I remember it all!!!!
Sunday, March 27, 2011
Sunday
This is the second Sunday I have not gone to church. I will not be going to church next Sunday or the Sunday after that. Next Sunday is General Conference and the Sunday after that, I will be running around with Robby like I did today. Last Sunday we went to Rachelle's house to celebrate Zoe's birthday a week early. We gave her a white princess nightie, which she loved and I scored with that gift...it's all about scoring with gifts :D. I'm feeling kind of blah and I know it's because I haven't been to church lately. I need a good dose of religion to pep me right up. I'm looking forward to listening to Conference next Saturday; however, Brett will be here and he will probably be a poop about listening to both sessions on Saturday. But I will at least catch the morning one.
Yesterday Emeli went to the Festival of Colors in Spanish Fork with Brooklyn, so it was just Robby and I running around Central Utah looking at all the "living signs" (people who hold signs) and making sure they all showed up. We were missing 3 out of the 13 and Robby's boss was pissed. Robby got a scathing email from him, which prompted Robby to fire the supervisor he had who was supposed to be there supervising these living signs. Lots of drama. I hate drama. Today we had a new supervisor and although she kept getting lost, she did a great job. Robby kept saying, "I don't get how she can't read a map." I totally understand because I am directionally challenged. The only place where I am NOT directionally challenged is in a mall. Sad, huh? Emeli borrowed my white sneakers so she could see how dirty they would get at the Festival of Colors. Stupid me let her take them thinking I could clean them after. Nope. They are now a light pink color. Not too bad because I like the color pink, but I also like having white tennies, too.
Shari sent me a copy of the book she has been working on, so while Robby drove, I occasionally read her book. I was hooked from the first page and I love it. Now Emeli is reading it and SHE is hooked. She reads aloud when she reads, so I can hear her little voice in there reading Shari's book. She mentioned that Shari likes to swear sometimes. I told Shari that and Shari got a good laugh about that. I told Shari that I swear occasionally, too...like today. I had just filled up a 6 quart plastic jug of Hawaiian Punch and set it on the bar. I set it too far on the edge and the stupid thing spilled all over the carpet. I watched it in slow motion. Then when it hit the ground, it cracked and when I picked it up, it kept gushing punch. I said a word that starts with S really loud. Then I got down on my knees and started spraying. Of course, any time I engage in some kind of project like that, Ollie is very interested and curious. I was in no mood to indulge his curiosity, so I told Emeli to toss him back in his cage. He kept trying to roll in it. GRRRRR!!!
Just as I was getting off my knees from that, Robby told me that two living signs had bailed and that he needed ME to hold a sign and dance for four hours. I was NOT happy about that. I know the place I was going to stand and the wind out there is ferocious. I pulled out everything I would need: huge BYU sweatshirt, scarf, ear covers, gloves, and I sent Emeli to the clubhouse to buy me a couple of Diet Cokes. I figured that if I was going to hold a sign for four hours, I was not going to do it solo. Robby had to run to see his new supervisor and give her maps. Good thing because I was kind of pissy and I think he was only too happy to get out for a little bit. He called me on the way home to let me know that his supervisor had found someone to hold the sign instead. I was literally doing a happy dance through the house. We had to pick him up and take him to the place, but I didn't care. I handed him one of my Diet Cokes and gave him 5 bucks to buy himself some lunch. I would have given my first born baby, but he's not a baby anymore and he is a free agent now.
Lately, Emeli and I are swimming at nights. We have gone twice...I know, I know, not a lot, but I'm going to go more this week. I jog from one end of the pool to the other instead of swimming laps. I am not a strong swimmer, so jogging in the pool is much more effective. By the time I am done, I feel great. I go for 20 minutes, but this week I'm going to go for half an hour. I can feel it in my legs and my abs. I also found noodles at the dollar store and stocked up. We now have six noodles and I think that's enough. So Emeli and I go armed with noodles and we float with them, kicking our feet or we jog across the pool together. The other day there was a little 3 year old girl and she was running around the pool trying to get away from her mom. She is just lucky I was not her mom. I would have caught up with her and given her a nice, firm smack on the butt and sat her in time out. Then every time she got in the pool, she would shriek in delight, but not a cute shriek. It was a blood curdling shriek, the kind that pierces ear drums. That is my only complaint about our pool. It is indoors and it echoes terribly. If you get a screaming kid, you're done for.
I have noticed the appalling lack of control that parents have with their children lately. Now I KNOW I'm getting old because I sound just like my dad. I see these kids in Walmart and I shake my head because my kids would NEVER have done some of those things without a good beating back in the car later. The other day Robby and I were in Robert's and this little 4 year old boy got mad at his mom. He just walks right out of the store and stands right in the middle of the parking lot to sulk. The mom completely freaks out, runs out of the store and yanks him out of the parking lot. She brings him back into the store and loudly chastises him. If any of my children are reading this, they are probably saying, "Mom would NOT have done that." They are right. I would have walked out in that parking lot, taken that kid by the arm and brought him back to the store but chewed on him outside of the store without all the drama for everyone to see. I also would have given his bum a firm smack. Then I would have plopped his little body IN the cart and told him that if he gave me anymore grief, he would get another spanking in the car. This mother still allowed her child to walk around. He would walk about 20 feet away from her and sulk. She would loudly tell him to come back. He wouldn't budge. I watched this whole thing knowing what I would have done. I told Robby later that my child would have tried that only once and never again. Robby makes me look like Carol Brady. He would have yanked that kid hard by the arm and told him to "knock it off" and smacked him good and hard. He agreed that his child would do that only once. We are both old. hahaha.
I have crabbed long enough. I think I'm going to go read some scriptures about patience and listen to my iPod. :D
Yesterday Emeli went to the Festival of Colors in Spanish Fork with Brooklyn, so it was just Robby and I running around Central Utah looking at all the "living signs" (people who hold signs) and making sure they all showed up. We were missing 3 out of the 13 and Robby's boss was pissed. Robby got a scathing email from him, which prompted Robby to fire the supervisor he had who was supposed to be there supervising these living signs. Lots of drama. I hate drama. Today we had a new supervisor and although she kept getting lost, she did a great job. Robby kept saying, "I don't get how she can't read a map." I totally understand because I am directionally challenged. The only place where I am NOT directionally challenged is in a mall. Sad, huh? Emeli borrowed my white sneakers so she could see how dirty they would get at the Festival of Colors. Stupid me let her take them thinking I could clean them after. Nope. They are now a light pink color. Not too bad because I like the color pink, but I also like having white tennies, too.
Shari sent me a copy of the book she has been working on, so while Robby drove, I occasionally read her book. I was hooked from the first page and I love it. Now Emeli is reading it and SHE is hooked. She reads aloud when she reads, so I can hear her little voice in there reading Shari's book. She mentioned that Shari likes to swear sometimes. I told Shari that and Shari got a good laugh about that. I told Shari that I swear occasionally, too...like today. I had just filled up a 6 quart plastic jug of Hawaiian Punch and set it on the bar. I set it too far on the edge and the stupid thing spilled all over the carpet. I watched it in slow motion. Then when it hit the ground, it cracked and when I picked it up, it kept gushing punch. I said a word that starts with S really loud. Then I got down on my knees and started spraying. Of course, any time I engage in some kind of project like that, Ollie is very interested and curious. I was in no mood to indulge his curiosity, so I told Emeli to toss him back in his cage. He kept trying to roll in it. GRRRRR!!!
Just as I was getting off my knees from that, Robby told me that two living signs had bailed and that he needed ME to hold a sign and dance for four hours. I was NOT happy about that. I know the place I was going to stand and the wind out there is ferocious. I pulled out everything I would need: huge BYU sweatshirt, scarf, ear covers, gloves, and I sent Emeli to the clubhouse to buy me a couple of Diet Cokes. I figured that if I was going to hold a sign for four hours, I was not going to do it solo. Robby had to run to see his new supervisor and give her maps. Good thing because I was kind of pissy and I think he was only too happy to get out for a little bit. He called me on the way home to let me know that his supervisor had found someone to hold the sign instead. I was literally doing a happy dance through the house. We had to pick him up and take him to the place, but I didn't care. I handed him one of my Diet Cokes and gave him 5 bucks to buy himself some lunch. I would have given my first born baby, but he's not a baby anymore and he is a free agent now.
Lately, Emeli and I are swimming at nights. We have gone twice...I know, I know, not a lot, but I'm going to go more this week. I jog from one end of the pool to the other instead of swimming laps. I am not a strong swimmer, so jogging in the pool is much more effective. By the time I am done, I feel great. I go for 20 minutes, but this week I'm going to go for half an hour. I can feel it in my legs and my abs. I also found noodles at the dollar store and stocked up. We now have six noodles and I think that's enough. So Emeli and I go armed with noodles and we float with them, kicking our feet or we jog across the pool together. The other day there was a little 3 year old girl and she was running around the pool trying to get away from her mom. She is just lucky I was not her mom. I would have caught up with her and given her a nice, firm smack on the butt and sat her in time out. Then every time she got in the pool, she would shriek in delight, but not a cute shriek. It was a blood curdling shriek, the kind that pierces ear drums. That is my only complaint about our pool. It is indoors and it echoes terribly. If you get a screaming kid, you're done for.
I have noticed the appalling lack of control that parents have with their children lately. Now I KNOW I'm getting old because I sound just like my dad. I see these kids in Walmart and I shake my head because my kids would NEVER have done some of those things without a good beating back in the car later. The other day Robby and I were in Robert's and this little 4 year old boy got mad at his mom. He just walks right out of the store and stands right in the middle of the parking lot to sulk. The mom completely freaks out, runs out of the store and yanks him out of the parking lot. She brings him back into the store and loudly chastises him. If any of my children are reading this, they are probably saying, "Mom would NOT have done that." They are right. I would have walked out in that parking lot, taken that kid by the arm and brought him back to the store but chewed on him outside of the store without all the drama for everyone to see. I also would have given his bum a firm smack. Then I would have plopped his little body IN the cart and told him that if he gave me anymore grief, he would get another spanking in the car. This mother still allowed her child to walk around. He would walk about 20 feet away from her and sulk. She would loudly tell him to come back. He wouldn't budge. I watched this whole thing knowing what I would have done. I told Robby later that my child would have tried that only once and never again. Robby makes me look like Carol Brady. He would have yanked that kid hard by the arm and told him to "knock it off" and smacked him good and hard. He agreed that his child would do that only once. We are both old. hahaha.
I have crabbed long enough. I think I'm going to go read some scriptures about patience and listen to my iPod. :D
Tuesday, March 22, 2011
time flies...
Just this morning I realized I have not posted for a while. I'm sure people are clamoring for my posts, so I must post.
On Saturday, we lost our little Ruby. Emeli was making something with frozen berries and popped the lid on Ruby's cage to give her one and called out to me. We both looked in to see her drawing her last little breaths. I stroked her a little bit and then we covered her up so she could die in peace. Robby came home from work and was very sad. He took it kind of hard, which I knew he would. He adored her from the moment we brought her home as Emeli's hamster. He always loved petting her and holding her. She was his hamster. She would not bite him if he put his hand in the cage, but if I put my hand in, she would bite and bite hard! I was the one who fed her mostly, but she knew she was Robby's. Little stinker. Robby told me he would wait a while before getting another one because he didn't want to appear to replace her so quickly.
Today, as we were driving by Petsmart, I asked Robby if he wanted to get a new hamster. He said he would, so we went in. They had THE cutest little Russian dwarf hamster the color of honey. He is tiny and very young. He let Robby pick him up and Robby was sold. Emeli adores him, too. He is really cute. He has red eyes like Ruby, too. We gave him an almond as soon as he was settled in his cage and he went crazy. He is fearless and doesn't bite. He's a keeper.
Sunday we went up to Logan to visit Rachelle and her family. I love going there. We played two games, had a good lunch and got to see the kids. We gave Zoe a Cinderella princess nightie. Zoe loved it and kept taking it off and putting it on. Rachelle told me on Monday that Zoe wouldn't take it off when they had to run errands. She called us on Monday to tell us thank you. She is so cute.
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