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Wednesday, June 10, 2009

Breakfast Casserole?

Okay, so I'm serving up a little breakfast casserole. Nothing of real substance, just a lot thrown in the pot. Here goes.

So, I've been the chicken with her head cut off lately. I keep telling myself that that's a good thing. That means that the real me is back projecting away. I might have too many projects going. I'm feeling a little overwhelmed. But...I'll keep at them. It makes me happy.

We've been working on our back yard. We use to have a really pretty backyard. Huge palm trees, gated pool, doll house, etc. It wasn't the yard that I've dreamed of though. So, we're getting rid of everything except the pool. It's a ton of work, and the yard looks like crap, (we won't be entertaining this year) but it means that I'm getting closer to having the yard that I want. Actually that whole ton thing, is an understatement. It's, I've lost track of how many tons. So, when I said we, I meant all nine of us. I'm paying the big boys because they need money, but the younger kids see it as fun and grab shovels when they're available and begin digging.

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The girls enjoyed the neighbors sprinklers yesterday while the boys were helping them unload a truck of gravel.
Look at B's smile. I love it.

But...don't be deceived. Here's that same face that I found after running up the stairs when C screamed for me to "come here!"

She had decided that she wanted to be naked and left me a gift in her crib. No, not a real gift! I found myself staring at a piece of poop laying in my beautiful daughter's bed. How could that be? I asked myself. Aren't girls made of sugar and spice and all things nice?

While enjoying the backyard and perfect weather, I noticed S eating dirt. I mean really eating dirt. I screamed for her to stop. But she just kept on chewing. Mark my word, if she or I get pin worms, Amy in Alaska will hear me screaming. Not even kidding!!

When are my parents going to get their mission call? (Just thinking out loud)

I fasted for another friend this past Sunday. Her life is forever changed because of a decision her husband made unbeknown st to her. My heart aches for her. But with my faith, prayers and fasting along with many others, I know she'll be okay.

I'm reading a book while I have my bubble baths. It's not anything profound, but I find myself wishing that I had a highlighter with me. It's full of good positive stuff. It's called "What's So Bad About Being Good?" I received it from my brother and sister-in-laws oh, six years ago and never even cracked it open. Sorry Ang. But, I'm enjoying it now.

I got a whole bunch of lean ground beef and Karo syrup for cheap this week. That makes me happy. Who knew that those would someday make me happy. I'm glad I didn't know myself now when I was seventeen, I would have thought I was a dork at thirty seven. That's okay. I like who I am now.

Tomorrow I will have been to the airport seven times in two weeks. I'm now running the Loveland taxi service. Everyone's going to Hawaii but me. Including my hair girl who leaves Friday morning. I had to choose between hair color or a cut because I don't have time for both tomorrow night because I have bunco. I chose the color. I notice my gray hairs waving to people from time to time. It's just not right. (Until I just read my email after posting this that bunco is now cancelled. I'll go in begging for a haircut too)

Let's see. What's next in the casserole? Okay, here's something. I'm not going to have anything cool on the bag blog for a long time. I don't have time. Yes, there you have it. I don't have time. Plus, I've kind of lost interest. That fulfilled a need when I was housebound smack dab in the middle of winter. It helped launch me into the real me. So, to all my good little friends that made cute comments and such, thank you. It really was fun.

There you have it. Breakfast casserole. Have a great day. Oh, and here is some real food for thought by Mother Teresa...

People are often unreasonable, illogical,
and self-centered;
Forgive them anyway.

If you are kind, people may accuse you of
selfish, ulterior motives;
Be kind anyway.

If you are successful, you will win some
false friends and some true enemies;
Succeed anyway.

If you are honest and frank, people may
cheat you;
Be honest and frank anyway.

What you spend years building, someone
could destroy overnight;
Build anyway.

If you find serenity and happiness,
they may be jealous;
Be happy anyway.

Give the world the best you have,
and it may never be enough;
Give the world the best you've got anyway.

You see, in the final analysis,
it is between you and God;
It never was between you and them anyway.

J/K I just remembered I put this link on very first. It's awesome!! Look at it. Look at it! It's seriously ipod worthy!!
Okay, now I'm done.

5 comments:

Cheri said...

Love you!! I love your posts and even this one made me tear up. My hero is Mother Teresa, everything she has had written down touches my heart. thanks for sharing-and now Im off to watch your youtube video...

aunt jan said...

Your taxi service has not gone unnoticed! I thank you for all you've done for our kids. It's way too much to ask from a mom of seven to keep hauling vacationers to and from the airport! Bret did comment on the phone today that you are one busy gal. Duh! A slurpy love and kisses to you!

Amy said...

I love your casserole! Thanks for sharing! It's so fun to hear about all that you are doing! Me? Well I've spent the last week sitting on my couch holding the dearest little package. I'm not sure I'll ever get back to "real life"!

Had to laugh about the "present" that B left you. UGH!

And LOVED the youtube song! I've got to go download it! It's amazing!

Erika said...

Busy, busy, busy. I wondered if that very thing had happened to your bag hobby...that very thing meaning "life"! Can't wait to see what you come up with in your backyard! Good luck and hope you don't find any more "packages"!

Lorilee said...

Wow! Your yard has taken on a whole new look. Good for you. Your kids will be thrilled and more appreciative when it is all done (since they all pitched in.)

B's surprise...aren't they fun?

Many good things shared. Thanks again.