It has been a good Friday, for Good Friday. I saw my therapist yesterday and she recommended I take a break from all the "work" for a bit so that I am able to calm my mind down better. We played hookey from housework and school and went to the movies this afternoon. Then I had to go shopping, but it turned out to be a good thing because the stores near the movie place are very close together. I got home by five very spent. I have all my ingredients, but I have yet to clean the kitchen or bake anything. I want to make pumpkin pie, pumpkin muffins, and chocolate chip pie. I might do a second kind of muffins if I have enough ingredients. I don't want my hubby to have to cook Sunday...way too busy. Muffins can be done ahead and we can just have scrambled eggs. I need to sit down and come up with a plan for tomorrow so that everything gets done, but I still have feeling in my toes. That's a joke of course, but my feet are sore today. We are having new friends over for Sunday dinner. I hope they can just take us as we are because I am a terrible housekeeper on my BEST day. My sister-in-laws solution is to throw everything away. I try, but still not so good at getting rid of junk. I told the kids it is time for another yard sale. There is so much stuff we just need to get rid of. If we can sell it, even for pennies, they might be more willing to part with their treasures. My youngest has the hardest time because like his Mommy there is sentimental attachments in everything. I saved a napkin from my cousins wedding for about five years! I finally threw it away. When I was five, I used to collect tags off the floor in department stores...that was really just because I was so bored. My mother and her best friend would look for hours at everything in the store. We would be stuck in the same place for what seemed like forever. Mom would start to move and then dead stop to look at something else. Funniest part of that is that now I do the same thing to my boys. "Mom, NO, don't stop...can we pleesse leave!" Not sure what made me think of that, but it's a funny story. I surveyed my childhood, my kids will too. I do not shop as slow as my mother even now. I like to look, but if I can't find something I like, it is time to leave. I tend to get overwhelmed if I don't stick to a plan. Decide what I want to look for and leave if they don't have it. If I happen to stumple accross and unexpected gem...Hip, Hip, Hurray, but sticking to a plan helps avoid stress and overspending. Night, Night and happy shoppping. Wait what on earth does THAT have to do with Easter? Sorry about that, We are thankful to serve a risen Saviour, Who is alive! Such hope lies in knowing He is there.
I am starting my own blog to reduce my boredom and give me a place to put my thoughts. Recently some people I know put some very difficult words out for all the world to see. I have been chicken to do the same and now I want to set the record straight. I didn't talk to people from high school for over ten years. It seems so silly now. I found out recently that I'm not the only one who grew up in college and beyond. We aren't kids anymore so the past is just that the past. I'll admit some of it I don't want to remember, but we did have some fun times in high school. The truth is something happened to me that I was not at all ready to talk about so I just avoided people. I got married in 1998 to a really great guy I met in college. We were giddy and in love. We decided after nine months of bliss to have a baby. Why not? I was bored and we wanted one. That sounds terrible to say that, but it is true. Boom one month later I was expecting. Three months later Jo
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