HELLO out there!
So much for being a blogger! I guess my post are now once a month!
We are still here! Life has taken over and my hobby of blogging is taking a back burner. My heart and head get full and there are notes jotted with what to blog but it does not always happen.
So, here is what is going on.....
We just returned from a trip south to visit precious friends and their cherubs....10 people in a house keeps the kitchen and the dishwasher busy. I sure love those people and am awaiting the arrival of a package containing the items we left at their house. That package will be full of all kinds of surprises and a pair of little, pink, fuzzy boots. How can a person over look packing pink, fuzzy boots?
From there we went to the grandparents. Our children are blessed with 3 biological sets of grandparents all living in different parts of the south as well as a couple of adopted sets living in the North. We enjoyed our time with family and My Dear always get some fishing or golf in regardless of temperature. We end up at an indoor fun park when we visit and each time the grandparents agree that we are not going back...well, it is habit now since we have been there the last 3 visits. The kids love it! I teased my mother in law that she really is horrible at saying no. She agreed!
When Billy was born, My Dear and I adopted the Grandparent Clause. The clause gives permission for the grandparent to allow the child to do things that would normally not be allowed -within reason of course! Along with the clause is that I will be the "bad guy" and say no. Because, I for one, am well seasoned in doing so! Some grandparents are better at no then others and that is just fine!
We took Tgiving day to travel so lunch at McDonald's and dinner at Waffle House.....pretty sure I do not want to eat at either of those places for awhile. Because we went to friend's first for the REAL meal, Dolly was in practice of saying, "Ms. Nancy." When we got to the grandparent's house she would say, "Ms. Grandmother." Made me smile every time!
When we arrived at our friend's house, I unloaded some "hand me downs" for their new daughter. I looked in the van and could not find the trash bag of clothes I brought. Miss B. pretty much totaled out her outfits because she was so small and wore them longer. That along with the drooling made her a swiffer wet jet for our floors and her clothes rags! I was able to find some that did survive to share. BUT when I asked My Dear about them he said he did not pack them but he DID take a bag of trash out to the trashcan! OH MY!!! I recycle! Like, I recycle everything I can! I try not to throw anything away that might be usable. I even take a ragged clothes to an auto mechnic in town to use as oil rags. Here is a mama that needs clothes and I have perfectly good clothes in a nasty trashcan ready to be picked up and hauled off!
After talking with My Dear the following morning, I learned he did not pull the can to the curb and a neighbor came and got the bag out of the can. Yes, our neighbors are that good! So, looks like our friends will be getting their own goodie box after I do a bit of laundry!!
Oh my! It is so hard being us!
I have been trying to watch the amount of sweets I eat. Sometimes watching means that I watch myself eat them! I came home from a meeting to find this......
Talk about accountability! Billy's note says if I eat any of them, I owe him a dollar! So, I didn't! It totally worked for me! We took these sweet treats to our friend's to help us get rid of them...they were the mama curse and we celebrated when they were finally gone!
Since we were leaving town, I did not go to the grocery. My Dear asked that I pick up some cereal at least. On my way home from the meeting, I did just that. BUT so did he and the children. We were in cereal heaven!
Lucky for me, cereal does not count as a sweet for me....just yet.
We are still here! Life has taken over and my hobby of blogging is taking a back burner. My heart and head get full and there are notes jotted with what to blog but it does not always happen.
So, here is what is going on.....
We just returned from a trip south to visit precious friends and their cherubs....10 people in a house keeps the kitchen and the dishwasher busy. I sure love those people and am awaiting the arrival of a package containing the items we left at their house. That package will be full of all kinds of surprises and a pair of little, pink, fuzzy boots. How can a person over look packing pink, fuzzy boots?
From there we went to the grandparents. Our children are blessed with 3 biological sets of grandparents all living in different parts of the south as well as a couple of adopted sets living in the North. We enjoyed our time with family and My Dear always get some fishing or golf in regardless of temperature. We end up at an indoor fun park when we visit and each time the grandparents agree that we are not going back...well, it is habit now since we have been there the last 3 visits. The kids love it! I teased my mother in law that she really is horrible at saying no. She agreed!
When Billy was born, My Dear and I adopted the Grandparent Clause. The clause gives permission for the grandparent to allow the child to do things that would normally not be allowed -within reason of course! Along with the clause is that I will be the "bad guy" and say no. Because, I for one, am well seasoned in doing so! Some grandparents are better at no then others and that is just fine!
We took Tgiving day to travel so lunch at McDonald's and dinner at Waffle House.....pretty sure I do not want to eat at either of those places for awhile. Because we went to friend's first for the REAL meal, Dolly was in practice of saying, "Ms. Nancy." When we got to the grandparent's house she would say, "Ms. Grandmother." Made me smile every time!
When we arrived at our friend's house, I unloaded some "hand me downs" for their new daughter. I looked in the van and could not find the trash bag of clothes I brought. Miss B. pretty much totaled out her outfits because she was so small and wore them longer. That along with the drooling made her a swiffer wet jet for our floors and her clothes rags! I was able to find some that did survive to share. BUT when I asked My Dear about them he said he did not pack them but he DID take a bag of trash out to the trashcan! OH MY!!! I recycle! Like, I recycle everything I can! I try not to throw anything away that might be usable. I even take a ragged clothes to an auto mechnic in town to use as oil rags. Here is a mama that needs clothes and I have perfectly good clothes in a nasty trashcan ready to be picked up and hauled off!
After talking with My Dear the following morning, I learned he did not pull the can to the curb and a neighbor came and got the bag out of the can. Yes, our neighbors are that good! So, looks like our friends will be getting their own goodie box after I do a bit of laundry!!
Oh my! It is so hard being us!
I have been trying to watch the amount of sweets I eat. Sometimes watching means that I watch myself eat them! I came home from a meeting to find this......
Talk about accountability! Billy's note says if I eat any of them, I owe him a dollar! So, I didn't! It totally worked for me! We took these sweet treats to our friend's to help us get rid of them...they were the mama curse and we celebrated when they were finally gone!
Since we were leaving town, I did not go to the grocery. My Dear asked that I pick up some cereal at least. On my way home from the meeting, I did just that. BUT so did he and the children. We were in cereal heaven!
Lucky for me, cereal does not count as a sweet for me....just yet.
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Love your posts no matter how far apart they are......