Category: Drama Chronicles

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Love grows best in little houses.

It’s a country song.  I’m sure you have heard it.

The chorus goes like this:

But you know, love grows best in little houses,
With fewer walls to separate,
Where you eat and sleep so close together.
You can’t help but communicate,
Oh, and if we had more room between us, think of all we’d miss.
Love grows best, in houses just like this.

Little Houses by Doug Stone
(see it here)

I’m not quite sure that Doug Stone was talking about 4 children, two plump adults, and a dog in that little white house.

When I got the brilliant idea to have us all come up to my Dad’s to watch the house and dog while he went out of the country, I didn’t really think it would be this stressful for me. I admit it. I’m a rule follower. I like order and I’ve come to the realization that I am not a slob. I just don’t like cleaning up after everyone. It’s painfully obvious who in our household has managed to pee on most of the toilets, leave the lights on, and the drawers open.

I bet you are assuming I will blame Jon. Well yes, he does do that, but I wasn’t going to lay that burden all on him. I have discovered it to be all THREE of the boys living in our house posing as the open-drawer-potty bandits.

I really try hard not to get mad, but to remind and use it as a teaching moment for my young boys. How is it working for me?

Not so good.

I think I need to lighten up a little. It is a new environment, a new house, a new town, a new place to hang out and have some fun. But at the same time, it’s a house that isn’t ours and I feel like they will mess everything up!!
I like that it’s clean. I like that it’s ordered and everything has a place, which is the total opposite of how our house is now! They just drop it where ever and whenever and walk away! Gasp! I know!
I hope this will be a good start to new habits, ones I will keep on them about and won’t have to use the excuse, “this is not our house, so let’s keep it the way we found it”.  When we get home, I want to be able to say, “This is our house, let’s keep it nice so we can enjoy living here!”

Ok, now that I have gotten that off my chest. Let’s talk about what we plan on doing while we are here. That is if I don’t lose my sanity while trying to keep them from killing each other with love and communication! Some places that have been recommended to us are tops on our list. Not sure we’ll get to all of them, but here are a few things I would like to do while we are here in O’Fallon, Missouri;  named in 2006 as the “Best 100 Places to Live.”

**edited to cross out what we did already**

I think that just about covers any and all fun to be had while we are here. Do I think we’ll get them all in? No. We already have tickets to the Baseball game, so that’s a for sure and we went swimming today. (random brain thought: where did I put my camera? must find.) I would really like to go to the City Museum. It looks like a LOT of fun. The childrens museum, not sure that would entertain my kids long enough, might be too young for them as even my youngest wants to do the “big kid” stuff. It didn’t dawn on me until just now that I was bragging and bragging about this awesome place to live (New Town) and I even posted about it here. I took a gazillion pictures (which can be seen here) the last two times I visited and I didn’t even think to take the fam over there to check it out. We totally should because it’s free and we can walk through the models and dream about living there. You know, to torture myself. Cuz that’s just how I roll.

What does it say about me as a Mom that I am sitting on the couch with Spongebob Squarepants muted on the TV while the kids are “supposed” to be going to sleep? Don’t tell me.

I think I need some M&M’s.

In other news:

  • MJ got a mohawk
  • MJ asked to have mohawk shaved off
  • Penny feigned a paw injury for sympathy
  • Jon clogged the toilet. And here I thought it was OUR toilet. Nope.  It’s his butt. It’s full of shit no matter where we go.
  • Our “new” van just quit on us and then started again once we stopped. Weird.
  • I love shopping at Aldi’s grocery store. I can’t wait for Texas to get one! It’s almost like the dollar tree for me…”but it’s so cheap! Buy 9!”
  • After watching me put on mosturizer, MJ asked if he could have some. When I put a little on his cheeks he walked away in amazment because his cheeks, “feel as soft as a weasle!!”  Wha??  **crickets**
  • I have been able to get up every morning and walk the dog.  I’m not showerd and definately NOT cute, but who cares. I’m UP!  So if you see someone stumbling along the sidewalk with a poop bag in her hands, feel proud of her for getting up at the butt crack of dawn to walk the dog. She’s a trooper!

That’s all I can think of. Muh brain, she is empty.

Where are those M&M’s??!!

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For all you do. This post’s for you.

So my Sister thinks I owe her a blog post. *sigh* OK…she’s right. I do owe a blog post.

It’s been 2 weeks since my last post. Forgive me internet for I have sinned. I’ve ignored you. I’ve had hateful thoughts about you. I read other blogs and not left comments. I’ve been cheating on you with my iPhone. Please forgive me. I beg you. I’ll do 3 memes and a IQ survey as penance. Amen.

In the fashion of Amalah, I would like to do some updating for y’all, although I’m thinking I’m a lot wordier than she it. Not by much.
I quit my job. I haven’t mentioned it here, because most of my readers know about my Dad’s cancer already. 2 weeks ago he was diagnosed with stage IV squamous cell carcinoma lung cancer. We are all praying for a miracle that he’ll make a full recovery. In the mean time, Jon and I both agreed that now was the right time to open my schedule and be fully available for him whenever he needs me I need him. The time we can spend together is more precious to me than all the money in the world and nothing can replace our relationship, so the decision was easy. My last day is the 20th.

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Michael Jon and Dan had their open house last Thursday. That happened to be on the same night as Brenna’s Schoolhouse Live concert and Jon’s movie night.  Needless to say, we spent a lot of time planning and re-hashing who would take who where and who was staying home and who would save seats and who would charge the camera and who would tell us sumpin’ a million frillion times like, “Is it time to go yet?!”.

Michael Jon Cowboy Mike did a great job showing us all his artwork. They can be seen on Facebook for those on there and for those who aren’t, sorry. We’ll work on that soon. I promise! Brenna was the star of the show (well in our eyes at least! they all did a great job portraying the schoolhouse rock characters we all know and love- it makes me want to go out and get the DVD’s again and watch every last one, especially during homework challenges!) and although she was nervous, she remembered every line and every note! She did a fabulous job! Way to go Bree!
Dan showed us his desk and his workbooks. We unfortunately had to take a very VERY short tour of the school. So short it took us 25 min total to walk across the park, around the school, back around to the very back of the school where the Kindergarten section was (MJ’s class HAS to be the very last one, huh?) and look around, take pictures, talk to his teacher, gather all his art and papers, walk back to Dan’s class, look at his stuff, talk to his teacher, be reminded Dan needs his glasses because he really can’t see, one last check at the lost and found, and then walk back across the park to the car. I’m tired just typing that! Did I mention we did all that walking in the 38 degree rainy weather? Um..yeah. Brrr. Got my excersise in for the day, that’s for sure! We made it to Brenna’s school on time and found great seats before the concert. From then on, it went really smooth. Until….

We were walking out of the parking lot and I tripped over a parking curb. Did you know they were called parking curbs? I didn’t. Now I DO! It’s not the first time I fallen because I’ve not paid attention to them, by the way. I was holding MJ’s hand so he got pulled down with me. Poor baby.
I tried to catch myself, but I’m sort of top heavy and have big feet, which in this case is a deadly combination. I kept falling forward and the only way to stop it was to just give in and land. Hard. On the ground. With a skid and a thud. You would think with the round belly I have it would cushion the fall like a beach ball bouncing effect, but no. My hands went out to brace the fall but before they got there, my left knee decided to get involved and be the hero. The right knee in a vain attempt to save the day went down too.
So there I lay, on the ground, in the parking lot, in the rain, face down, and stunned.

(Good dramatic image huh?)

My first thought was, “Oh no. Oh no.” My first words were, “Shit. Not again!” (whispered of course) Then my second words were, “Why do I always do this!?!” Jon and the kids were asking me if I was OK and I just sat there, trying to figure out if I could actually get up or not. If this was really time time I broke my knee or injured myself beyond what my body could take. Nope. I was OK. Whew!
I got up, hobbled back to the car, turned on the headlights and surveyed the damage in the rainy light. Bloody left knee; check. Bloody right knee; check. Scraped left and right palms; check. Ego damaged; check.
Pain and swelling; check. Kiss goodbye from Jon as he heads to the movies: check. The only thing left to do was get some dinner. We went to Burber King. I almost drove away without my credit card. Good times.

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The kids have spring break next week. Lord help us all.

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I spent all of Friday, literally all of Friday in bed watching movies and nursing my knee injuries. My whole body is sore and screaming at me with every move. I guess when you are falling, you tense every muscle in your body preparing for the impact. If it wasn’t so painful, I would fall all the time to work them out.

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I’m putting off making my grocery list and menu because it’s cold outside and I want to stay in bed again today and watch movies and play on my computer. Is that so wrong? Ok…well it does seem a little depressive, but the lights are on and I’m not ignoring anyone’s needs. I made sure that Jon went and got lunch and delivered it to me in bed. See? Perfectly NOT depressive. Besides, I started on that new medicine and it is supposed to be helping. Except for the blank feeling, the sweating, and dizziness I’m good! Or at least I will be in another couple of weeks or so. Maybe.

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I’m planning on going to see my Dad the week after next. If I can get my shit together long enough to make the reservations and buy a ticket, or decide if I am going to drive up there by myself. My Aunts and Sister will be there to visit as well, so it should be a good time visiting and catching up. I think I’ll drive. It would be cheaper and I’ll have more room for my stuff, like pillows and laptops and stuff. Yeah….driving. Just me and my tunes. Tunes….I need more muzak.

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<racking brain for more updates I might have forgotten>

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Um….that’s all I can think of for now. Until next week. or the week after. adieu.

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When it rains it pours….

My week in bullet form:

  • I have a horrible sinus headache that has been coming on for days.
  • I am still in shock about Matt having Lymphoma. I hate cancer! I just want to kick it in the ass.
  • I worry about my other friends who are dealing with health issues.
  • I’m still waiting to hear from my Dermatologist about my biopsy test results. I had one mole removed and a suspicious spot tested for Squamous Cell. Of course they take 6 to 10 days to get the results back and today is day 7 (not including weekends! grrr…)
  • I haven’t been sleeping well. Lots of neck aches, back aches, and tossing and turning. To add insult to injury, I wake up exactly 4 hours after I manage to fall asleep and then wake up every hour after that. It’s no wonder I sleep in the mornings to make up for the lack of sleep at night. And yes, I have tried staying up in the mornings and being really tired at night, but it doesn’t seem to matter how little or how much sleep I get, I still sleep crappy at night.
  • We are behind schedule on our sorting/ reorganizing plan. We got 4 rooms done and sorted, but stalled out for a week when Jon was sick. Saturday I worked on my closet and dresser, sorting and purging. Still a lot to go. Not really motivated to keep going, but we must press on.

That’s pretty much it in a nutshell. Hopefully this week will go better than I feel right now.

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The sheep don’t like it….lock the taskbar

Or is it lock the cat box? Answer tones. They are fun when you buy 3 of them for your phone, but when you buy three of them to shuffle them up so when people call you, they are greeted with some muzak while they for you to answer, and you accidentally put them on your husbands phone number and not yours, not so much fun after all. Although, it’s fun to hear Rock the Casbah every time you call.

Remember this commercial?

 

It cracks me up every time. So I am sitting at my computer and I moved the task bar over to see a window pop-up and when I moved it back…whamo! I saw it’s really LOCK THE TASKBAR, not stop the cat box. No? What-ev. It’s funny.

Ok, so remember this:

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Yeah, looks painful huh? Today we made an appointment to have those walnuts taken out of his throat. On Thursday. The 10 of July. In two days, my baby will drink some “silly juice” and feel relaxed ( we just call that wine, but ok, silly juice it is) and then they will let him sniff some bubble gum “happy air” ( and we call those sharpies) and then he’ll go Night Night for a bit and when he wakes up, he’ll get ice cream and popsicles. (not to be confused with testicles as the built in dictionary would have me replace that word with-stupid dictionary). So there you have it. 2 weeks of Mommy’s attention and all the ice cream and popsicles ( your are totally replacing that word with testicles in your mind aren’t you? Shame on you! That’s gross. Now go to your room.) he can eat. Then he’ll be ready for camp. And 3 weeks later school will start. Hallelujah! And my days? – will be free at last God almighty, free at last.

Jon is on the mend from his butt attack. He sees the surgeon for his 2 week follow-up on Thursday. Hopefully the Doctor won’t let him be cleared for Softball just yet. I wouldn’t want him to hurt himself and be in pain again, therefore being not only a pain in his own ass, but mine as well. I’m done being nursemaid to him, I’ve moved on to the other baby in the house. Sorry honey! You weren’t that big of a baby, you were mostly asleep the whole time. Thanks for the quiet! Kiss Kiss!

Lauren also has a shindig Thursday night for her Art Summer school, which only one of us will be able to attend because of MJ’s surgery. I am bummed because I really wanted to go to see my budding artist and all her work. I’m also curious to see how her work compares to the other kids in her class, so I can declare my child’s talent as superior. Ahem…sorry…my head just exploded.

Let see, what else is going on in our freakin’ chaotic lives? Oh yeah, I volunteered for Mission Kid’s Camp next week, but I am secretly relieved that I get to stay home with MJ while he recoups. Isn’t that terrible? It is…I’m a baaaad girl. What-ever…I am totally going to baby my baby…movies, ice cream, juice, and pudding. He’ll deserve it…Grampa says it hurts a lot, but he’s a big boy..he’ll be fine!

I went to ladies night out tonight and gathered with my gal-pals! Who knew you could stay until they kicked you out at the Corner Bakery. It closes at 9pm, how lame is that?? They even turned off the outside lights on us as we stood out there talking. How wuude!

I am totally rambl……….<Angie falls asleep on keyboard>

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Been so busy. Crafting, nursing, cooking, cleaning, washing, bossing, driving, sleeping, Facebooking, and eating…in no particular order.

I have 12 movies waiting for me on the home server that Jon downloaded for me. This means only one thing. I have to do nothing but watch movies for the next 2 days. Bring it on.

No actually, I have some bake sale goodies to create so my kids can go to Mission Day Camp this summer and so I can be a volunteer and help! Go me!

Two of us need new frames and lenses, 2 need eye exams, and for sure 1 of those needs glasses. One kid needs his tonsils taken out, but that will wait until we at least see the Doctor on the 8th. Jon is healing well. He’s off the narcotics and onto straight Motrin. Bless his butt heart, he has been a real pooper trooper through it all and I haven’t once wanted to kick him where it hurts. He’s been a good patient. He can be done now though.

We are getting ready to see the Fireworks today over at Kaboom Town. We have a “spot” that we like to go to with friends, and we are looking forward to spending time with them and laughing at all the people walking by..errm I mean, the cars….planes? Whatever. We have fun. And our kids love each other too!

The end.

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Where is everyone?

Ok, so like I know everyone on my blog roll has a life, but I need to read about what is going on with you. Updated and the like..ya know..more than once a day! I need to be able to escape the hell that is my life right now and slip into the perspective of someone else, even if it is for a fleeting moment. When I say the hell that is my life I don’t mean that everything is HORRIBLE, I just mean that I am stressed and busy and being all things to all people and working and OH MY GOSH- being a grown-up! and…it stinks! (I know, I know..you are playing the world’s smallest violin for me now)

Anyway….I have already told anyone who will listen about creepy guy who won’t leave me alone, so I am all talked about that and work is well…work. Home is ok, but could be better….IM JUST TIRED. SLEEP i NEED SLEEP!!  Monster Java LOCO MOCHA isnt good for breakfast, lunch and dinner.  Ok, maybe not dinner…that would keep me up.

ok, well I am done ranting and I have an eye exam, so I gotta go.

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Can I have a do over??

These last two weeks are by far the worst in my whole adult life. Work, illness, depression, and coping. Things I shouldn’t have to deal with, especially work, but I guess it could be worse, I could be sitting outside in a box begging for food money like this guy. Except, he had a cool sign and I  don’t.  I just have a t-shirt that says: WILL WORK 4 SHOES and I’M TOO PRETTY TO WORK!

Anywhoo…life sucks at the moment and I am dealing with it the best way I know how; lots of hugs from the people who love me and prayers and support. What more could a girl ask for?

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I’m really ok…really!




Are you buying it yet? I am convincing myself that I am, therefore I will be.

A week or so maybe longer, I posted about being sad and taking on the burdens of the world. Well a very good friend of mine is sick and is going through a very rough time right now with her illness. I won’t go into detail because I want to respect her privacy here, but I wanted to mention it because (and we all know this is all about me, right?) I am feeling really helpless right now and I don’t always know how to cope with my emotions and some ways I cope are not productive; i.e. sleeping, or leaving the Christmas Tree up until February. I am working helping her in ways I can and leaving the rest up to God.
Valerie, you probably won’t read this, but know I love you and I am pulling for you. I am here to be a shoulder to cry on and a friend to lean on when you need to.

On the work front: We will be open for business next year (the school I work at) but we are still unsure of what that will entail. It’s a stressful process trying to come up with numbers, curriculum, and the other thousand things we need to start off another year in the fall. I just hope that I will want to work there in the fall. Right now it’s totally an unknown.

On the home front: I have a list as long as Santa Clause of things that need to be done. Where we will find the time to do them, I don’t know, but they have to get done. Again, I tend to put things off when I am stressed. Things like, taking the Christmas tree down. Jon brought in the ornament box, so we are one step closer to taking it down. Laundry, always laundry. Getting the house ready for American Idol party I keep putting off because my house isn’t cleaned up. I seriously need to get a new toilet seat for the kids bathroom. Take my advice, don’t get a wooden seat. If you home is like mine and it’s humid in the bathroom because it doesn’t have a window and the fan is 30 years old, don’t get a wooden seat. Stick with the plastic. Oh and don’t get a wooden seat with silver toned hinges either, they tend to rust and combined with a bubbly warped seat you have a real good chance of being nominated for hillbilly toilet seat of the year. I’m just saying. Let’s see..what else have we neglected to do around our house that I could put on our to do list? Huh..I got nuthin’. That must be it. Cool.

On the other fronts: or backs: The kids are fine. Jon is fine. I am fine. My Dad is going to be fine. He has surgery on the 5th of Feb. to remove a mass in his neck. We don’t know for sure what it is yet, but we will on the 5th sometime.
I am cooking for a Valentine’s Banquet in Feb. for 100 people. Should be fun. We are having salad, roasted pork medallions with orange-rosemary glaze, green beans almondine, and creamed mashed potatoes, homemade rolls, and chocolate-raspberry cake with whipped cream for dessert. I haven’t cooked for 100 people in 2 years and I will have lots of help ( Hi Sherri!!) so it should be fun- but who knows! LOL

Time to get ready for Wednesday night church and choir. Tootles!

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Oh Hi!

I didn’t see you there. No, I didn’t forget about you. Yes, I said I was blogging for 365 days this year, but you know how things go. We get busy, we work, and we have to sleep at some point, so by the time I catch up on my blog reading, it’s time to go to bed not post something. My Mom (CA Connection) has been gracious enough to post on the days it seems I am buried under my own laundry. I think Ill continue to let her post at will….I’m enjoying the surprise of opening my browser and seeing a post that I didn’t make! Fun stuff!!

Lots to do in the coming days. Hopefully I’ll update soon. Hey Mom? Let the good people know what I’m up to will ya?! Thanks! Love ya!

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The one where she speaks incoherantly and drools….

Have you ever had so much to say that if you sat down and put it to words your brain would explode and ooze out your ear, down your neck, and into your pants? No?? Hmm…that’s too bad. I was hoping someone would know what that was like!!

Because of said brain exploding, I will not go into any more detail other than I am super busy, super tired, and in many strange ways, super happy at work. My laundry, dishes, chores, and hobbies are backing up, falling over, and gathering dust but I am enjoying keeping busy and being productive.

If you are among the many casualties of my neglect (Hi Mom!! Hi Dad!! Hi Sis!! Hi Kids!! Hi Jon!! Hi Nat!! Hi my other friends who I can’t call because my brain exploded!!) then I offer my deepest apologies and some gift cards to Starbucks. They are in the mail as we speak! Let me know when you get them! (btw-I don’t have any stamps, so I’ll get to that soon, I promise!)

I leave you with this: type your name into google and the word “needs,” and blog the top ten hits that come up. According to google, this is what “Angie needs” :

  1. ANGIE needs an AGENT to become an ACTRESS Petition
  2. Angie needs some self-esteem and self-love so she can make her romantic decisions from a strong standpoint and not on neediness.
  3. Pink Angie needs food, badly
  4. nurse angie needs a nap
  5. Angie needs to see aerosmith
  6. Angie needs to take over the wheel of her psychological car.
  7. Angie needs…a night of blinding sex to get out of the coma that Bob left her in
  8. Angie needs to be intuitive
  9. Angie needs to stop hating on Jen
  10. And the very last thing that Angie Needs is:  Angie needs to put on 10 to 15 pounds stat!

Right on!! Brownies here I come!! Wooot!!