Tomorrow I have two finals and I am totally stressed out!!! Stephen said earlier tonight that I have been in a bad mood and asked what is wrong with me. I just replied "finals honey". Could it be that I have been trying to get over bronchitis, have a sick baby, or my house is a disaster because of everything going on right now?Calgon could not even help me right now, seriously, if I were a drinker I would guzzle down some of the strongest drinks ever right now. Wait, maybe school is driving me to drink.
I am really living inside Reba's song "Is there life out there". I am so frustrated because it seems the harder that I try, the more I get knocked back. So you ask why am I blogging when I should be studying? Well, the truth is I can not look at another sociology word right now. I need a break. It is waaay past my bedtime, the house is quiet, even the dog is snoring, and I am sitting at the dining room table (where I have been all day long) trying to muster up the energy to overlook my humanities notes because after all that is my first exam in the morning.
Okay enough moaning and groaning. I simply ask for a little prayer from you to help me get through finals. Then I have over three weeks off and I am not picking up the first book, ok I will finish reading Edward. I am going to enjoy this break true enough.
Wednesday, December 9, 2009
Friday, December 4, 2009
The dog did it!
Hunter has been testing my patience a lot here lately, maybe it is because I have been sick for over a week. He and I both have been coughing our heads off for over a week now. On Wednesday as I tried to take a nap with Stephen, he kicked me out of bed and said that I have to do something about my cough. I sounded like a cat meowing as I would breath. I admitted it was time for a trip to the doctor. Brittaney accompanied me and after 2 1/2 hours of waiting, x-rays, and tests they found that I had bronchitis. This is the first time I have ever had it and I have been miserable. Not feeling bad except for my chest feeling tight and my head feeling as though it is about to bust every time that I cough. Thank God Hunter just has a dry cough.
The other night I had to take a bath because I was so chilled down to the bone. I had just gotten on to Hunter for playing with his kickity kick ball (thanks, Wubbzy!) and told him not to bounce it in this house again for the what seemed like 100Th time. So I leave him with Stephen and I went to take a bath. After I had been in the tub for what seemed like hours (because Edward and Bella were occupying me) I emerged from the bathroom to hear Stephen telling Hunter that Mama was going to get him because he had did something bad. I came to the living room to find him bringing me, in 5 different pieces, my soldier boy that I had sitting on the fireplace. My cousin made this for my Mom who passed it down to me about 20 years ago. It was the neatest Christmas decoration made from clay pots and painted as a soldier, to cute. So Hunter and I have a conversation that goes like this...
Hunter: "Mama I did not do it"
Me: "Well who did"
Hunter:"Dooie(the dog) did it with the ball"
Me: "How did Dooie do this? Hunter you know Santa Claus is watching you so I will just ask him and he will tell me."
Hunter: "OK I did it, but it was a accident"
Me: " I knew that Dooie did not do this, but you need to quit telling stories because remember Santa is watching you"
Where do kids come up with these ideas. I wanted to laugh hysterically, but I had to be stern because he needed to know right from wrong. Stephen on the other hand was laughing because Daddy is the cool guy, while Mommy is the disciplinary one.
The other night I had to take a bath because I was so chilled down to the bone. I had just gotten on to Hunter for playing with his kickity kick ball (thanks, Wubbzy!) and told him not to bounce it in this house again for the what seemed like 100Th time. So I leave him with Stephen and I went to take a bath. After I had been in the tub for what seemed like hours (because Edward and Bella were occupying me) I emerged from the bathroom to hear Stephen telling Hunter that Mama was going to get him because he had did something bad. I came to the living room to find him bringing me, in 5 different pieces, my soldier boy that I had sitting on the fireplace. My cousin made this for my Mom who passed it down to me about 20 years ago. It was the neatest Christmas decoration made from clay pots and painted as a soldier, to cute. So Hunter and I have a conversation that goes like this...
Hunter: "Mama I did not do it"
Me: "Well who did"
Hunter:"Dooie(the dog) did it with the ball"
Me: "How did Dooie do this? Hunter you know Santa Claus is watching you so I will just ask him and he will tell me."
Hunter: "OK I did it, but it was a accident"
Me: " I knew that Dooie did not do this, but you need to quit telling stories because remember Santa is watching you"
Where do kids come up with these ideas. I wanted to laugh hysterically, but I had to be stern because he needed to know right from wrong. Stephen on the other hand was laughing because Daddy is the cool guy, while Mommy is the disciplinary one.
Saturday, November 28, 2009
11 years of marital bliss...
Today Stephen and I are celebrating our anniversary. 11 years of pure marital bliss. We were married in the small town of Helen, GA with just our immediate family. We had a wonderful time and I love to go back to Helen and reminisce about that beautiful, chilly night when I rode in a horse and buggy for the first time. Stephen made me feel like Cinderella and that beats a limousine any day. So, to celebrate our occasion I just wanted to list 11 things that I love about my husband.
1) his companionship
2) he is always there for me... he is my best friend
3) the way he father's our children
4) his kind heart
5) his little nicknames for me
6) he compliments me all of the time
7) his hard work and dedication to his family
8) his humor
9) he tolerates all of the projects that I start
10) his encouragement
11) the way he loves me unconditionally
Our marriage has definitely endured some bumps along the way, but for the most part things have been great. We have become so much stronger and more in love. I have enjoyed the ride beside you honey and I look forward to a lifetime of love with you. Happy Anniversary, I love you to the moon and back!
1) his companionship
2) he is always there for me... he is my best friend
3) the way he father's our children
4) his kind heart
5) his little nicknames for me
6) he compliments me all of the time
7) his hard work and dedication to his family
8) his humor
9) he tolerates all of the projects that I start
10) his encouragement
11) the way he loves me unconditionally
Our marriage has definitely endured some bumps along the way, but for the most part things have been great. We have become so much stronger and more in love. I have enjoyed the ride beside you honey and I look forward to a lifetime of love with you. Happy Anniversary, I love you to the moon and back!
Thursday, November 19, 2009
A few of my favorite things...
I enjoy looking at other's favorite things especially this time of year because you get an idea of what your loved one's enjoy. So a few of my favorites are:
My two all time favorite movies...The Wizard of Oz and Dirty Dancing
I enjoy a nice bubble bath every once in a while and lathering up with lotion afterwards especially Bath and Body Works Winter Candy Apple.
followed by a good night's sleep with the help of lavender and vanilla sprayed in my room.
I also like snuggling up with Hunter (my son) with a blanket and some hot chocolate. I always have to wear my slippers around the house.
And lastly I love a clean house and for it to smell good so I enjoy the smell of pine-sol.
Monday, November 16, 2009
A simple prayer
Tonight Hunter was in the bathtub and he was talking about his recent visit to his Uncle Lyde and Aunt Ash's church and all of the fun that he had. I asked him if he knew what a prayer request was? He looked at me crazy and said "noooo". I knew that was the answer because Ashley told me that the teacher asked him if he had any prayer request and he came off with some story (I wish I knew what he was saying) rather than a prayer request.
I explained to Hunter what a prayer request was and he immediately without hesitation bowed his head, folded his hands and started talking to Jesus. The only thing that I heard was "please bring my kitty back to me, my mommy, my daddy, my bubba, and bubbie. I love you and I miss you." He opened his eyes and I just wanted to cry. How sweet is my baby boy?
Then his yuckiness comes out...
Once he got dressed he wanted a snack before bedtime therefore we came into the kitchen and then I had to go to the laundry room for a quick duty and it was off to bed. While I was in the laundry room Hunter of course has to follow me everywhere so he found a bug in the laundry room and he got his shoe and mushed it. He said what do I do with it? I told him to throw it(the bug) in the trash and he said "I like these shoes, I want to keep them" because the bug was still smashed into the bottom of the shoe. I laughed and told him to throw the bug in the trash and keep his shoe and then he replies "but I want to keep this bug" how gross! only boys, so I insisted that he throw the bug into the trash and explained that we do not keep bugs because that is gross.
As we came back into the living room there was a small bug crawling on the floor and he said "Oh Mama I got it" and smash went the bug into my floor. So he runs to the kitchen grabs a paper cup and says in pure delight "Ooh my creature, now I can show my teacher and my class". I tried to explain to him AGAIN that we do not keep dead bugs, but he assured me that other students in his class bring the all of the time. So I left it alone thinking once he goes to bed then I will just throw the bug away and he will forget about it. Not so fast! He took the time out to browse through my scrapbook items, find some tape, and carefully cut a piece of paper to cover the top of the cup (as if this dead bug was going to crawl out!). When he realized that was not going to work he went to the kitchen and got a dish rag and placed over the top of it and came to me and said in the sweetest voice "Mommy I need a rubber band to cover my creature so I can take it on the bus." I told him that he could not take this bug to school until he asked his teacher and he replied "OK, do you have her number?" I could not help but laugh hysterically and he looked at me as though he did not understand what was going on. I told him that we would leave the bug at home and tomorrow he could ask his teacher if he could bring his "creature". This kid amazes me all of the time...I love his sensitive side so much and the way he makes me laugh.
I explained to Hunter what a prayer request was and he immediately without hesitation bowed his head, folded his hands and started talking to Jesus. The only thing that I heard was "please bring my kitty back to me, my mommy, my daddy, my bubba, and bubbie. I love you and I miss you." He opened his eyes and I just wanted to cry. How sweet is my baby boy?
Then his yuckiness comes out...
Once he got dressed he wanted a snack before bedtime therefore we came into the kitchen and then I had to go to the laundry room for a quick duty and it was off to bed. While I was in the laundry room Hunter of course has to follow me everywhere so he found a bug in the laundry room and he got his shoe and mushed it. He said what do I do with it? I told him to throw it(the bug) in the trash and he said "I like these shoes, I want to keep them" because the bug was still smashed into the bottom of the shoe. I laughed and told him to throw the bug in the trash and keep his shoe and then he replies "but I want to keep this bug" how gross! only boys, so I insisted that he throw the bug into the trash and explained that we do not keep bugs because that is gross.
As we came back into the living room there was a small bug crawling on the floor and he said "Oh Mama I got it" and smash went the bug into my floor. So he runs to the kitchen grabs a paper cup and says in pure delight "Ooh my creature, now I can show my teacher and my class". I tried to explain to him AGAIN that we do not keep dead bugs, but he assured me that other students in his class bring the all of the time. So I left it alone thinking once he goes to bed then I will just throw the bug away and he will forget about it. Not so fast! He took the time out to browse through my scrapbook items, find some tape, and carefully cut a piece of paper to cover the top of the cup (as if this dead bug was going to crawl out!). When he realized that was not going to work he went to the kitchen and got a dish rag and placed over the top of it and came to me and said in the sweetest voice "Mommy I need a rubber band to cover my creature so I can take it on the bus." I told him that he could not take this bug to school until he asked his teacher and he replied "OK, do you have her number?" I could not help but laugh hysterically and he looked at me as though he did not understand what was going on. I told him that we would leave the bug at home and tomorrow he could ask his teacher if he could bring his "creature". This kid amazes me all of the time...I love his sensitive side so much and the way he makes me laugh.
Sunday, November 8, 2009
More Milestones
Friday we reached more milestones in our family. It was Hunter's first time riding the school bus and It was Brian's last football game that he will play of the regular season in his high school career. He had his entire family there Daddy, me, Austin, Hunter, Jessie and her Mom, Paw Paw, Grandmama, Randy, Granny, Trevor, his Aunt Cricket, Uncle Brian and Maw Maw. He is truly loved by everyone who attended because they braced the cold weather all night to watch Brian on his senior night and to take second place by defeating Manchester. This win places the Trojans in the playoffs and they will play North Oconee High School next week at home.
I was overwhelmed with emotions all day. I kept telling myself to be strong for my youngest and oldest baby and whatever you do...do not cry! Yeah right! I saw the school bus coming down the road and I lost it. Then when I saw my little baby get off the school bus like a big boy, well you can imagine the river that flowed. Hunter and I talked the whole way home about the bus ride. He told me "Mama I had so much fun." I was really glad to hear that because I had worried all day about his safety and was he going to have someone on the bus to talk to? Would he know how to get on the bus and off at the correct stop? Was the bus driver going to be nice to him? And on, and on, and on. When we got home he was snickering and told his Daddy "Daddy, Mama cried like a baby." (thanks Hunter that was suppose to be our secret)
Then Friday night I had several hours to give myself the pep talk of how I can do this without crying in front of hundreds of people and embarrassing Brian. Well guess what? I made it. Yes, I hid my tears very well. I did not say that I did not cry, but I did not let Brian know. He even asked me "Heather, are you crying?" I quickly replied "nooo not me". My big baby has grown up so fast. It is hard to believe that I came into his life at 7 years old and have been able to watch him grow into this handsome, intelligent, loving, young man. Stephen and I are very proud of him, but know that we still have six months left of his senior year. Gosh I love this kid, we have become so close over the past few years and I'm really not looking forward to him flying the coop. I tease him and tell him that I will be visiting quite often when he goes off to college. It is such an accomplishment to raise good kids and Stephen and I have.
I was overwhelmed with emotions all day. I kept telling myself to be strong for my youngest and oldest baby and whatever you do...do not cry! Yeah right! I saw the school bus coming down the road and I lost it. Then when I saw my little baby get off the school bus like a big boy, well you can imagine the river that flowed. Hunter and I talked the whole way home about the bus ride. He told me "Mama I had so much fun." I was really glad to hear that because I had worried all day about his safety and was he going to have someone on the bus to talk to? Would he know how to get on the bus and off at the correct stop? Was the bus driver going to be nice to him? And on, and on, and on. When we got home he was snickering and told his Daddy "Daddy, Mama cried like a baby." (thanks Hunter that was suppose to be our secret)
Then Friday night I had several hours to give myself the pep talk of how I can do this without crying in front of hundreds of people and embarrassing Brian. Well guess what? I made it. Yes, I hid my tears very well. I did not say that I did not cry, but I did not let Brian know. He even asked me "Heather, are you crying?" I quickly replied "nooo not me". My big baby has grown up so fast. It is hard to believe that I came into his life at 7 years old and have been able to watch him grow into this handsome, intelligent, loving, young man. Stephen and I are very proud of him, but know that we still have six months left of his senior year. Gosh I love this kid, we have become so close over the past few years and I'm really not looking forward to him flying the coop. I tease him and tell him that I will be visiting quite often when he goes off to college. It is such an accomplishment to raise good kids and Stephen and I have.
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