Saturday, August 30, 2008
Monday, August 25, 2008
Elijah - 1st Grade
And the teacher - Mr. V
Saturday, August 23, 2008
Friday, August 22, 2008
When it's that dreaded time of the month, all I want, after drugging up on Midol, Pamperin, Advil, Tylenol, or whatever I can get my hands on, is my bed, my heating pad, my blanket and a good book. Oh, and peace and quiet would be nice too, but with a house full of boys, I don't think that's going to happen anytime soon.
I wish my "aunt" would go away and NEVER, EVER COME BACK!!!!!
Thursday, August 21, 2008
Wednesday, August 20, 2008
Tuesday, August 19, 2008
Have you thought about your final arrangements? You know, like what you want to wear for your final showing, if you want anyone to sing at your funeral, where you want to be buried, or maybe not buried at all, maybe you want to be cremated. I use to think I would want to be buried in my hometown, in the same cemetary my Mom is buried, but I've since changed my mind. I told Fonzy if it were up to me, he can just have me cremated and him and all my boys can go to the ocean and scatter my ashes. I saw this story and pictures online and wondered why someone would want to do this, but then I thought, Hey....it was his final wish, so why not.
Carlos Medina, kisses the cheek of his deceased brother Angel Pantoja Medina who stands erect, leaning against a wall during Pantoja's wake in their mother's home in San Juan, Puerto Rico, Monday, Aug. 18, 2008. Medina, who was killed on Aug. 15, 2008, had wished to be standing at his own wake, and was embalmed for the occasion.
(AP Photo/Juan Alicea Marcado, El Nuevo Dia)
Saturday, August 16, 2008
~catch up on laundry
~clean kitchen, including frig
~clean my room and bathroom
~have the boys dust
~mop and wax kitchen floor
~have boys clean their room and bathroom
~give myself a manicure and pedicure
~go out and take some pictures of boys, and different things around the neighborhood, like the Jesus statue in the cemetary.
~plan menu for the coming week
~get clothes ready for church in the morning
~gather books to take back to the library; get something new to read
This is what I've accomplished:
~woke up around 9:30am, made coffee and bagel
~filled washing machine with water, realized had no detergent
~thought about going to the store for detergent, key words - "thought about"
~got lazy, laid down to watch some tv
~took a nap
~after nap, watched "Secret Lives of Women" which I had DVR'd
~watched a Lifetime movie about babies being switched at birth
~order Pizza Hut pasta, because with all the work I.DID.NOT.DO, I was too tired to cook
~sat down and felt like a complete bum for getting nothing accomplished today
~wrote this post
It is now 6:41pm, and I am still in my pj's disgusted that I've wasted a whole Saturday, doing absolutely nothing......
Friday, August 15, 2008
Thursday, August 14, 2008
A few weekends ago, I had to have a conversation with Ezekiel and Elijah about "that time of the month." I wasn't really sure how to explain it to a 9 and 6 yr old, but I faltered my way through it. Here is our conversation.
No comment from me.....moving right along.
Elijah - before he walks off: "Mom, you bleed out of your butt.......that is just nasty!"
I'm thinking to myself....yep, I agree....NASTY!
"Sorry Daddy, Mommy is bleeding right now, so she can't have another baby!"
Yeah...I heard a few snickers at the tables near by.
I often look at this picture and wonder what my Mom and my Grandmother were thinking at this precise moment. Was mommy afraid of dying....or was she ready to let go, to be rid of all the pain and suffering. And what about my Grandmother? It must of been so hard to watch her daughter suffering, and really......dying. My mom was so young. She died 2 months before her 31st birthday. 30 years old.....
I'm not sure who took this picture, but what was Mommy thinking as she looked into the camera. Did she know this would be one of the last pictures taken of her? Did she want to be remembered this way? What was going on in her mind? I wish I knew. What I do know from looking at this picture was my Grandmother was loving my Mom....taking care of her baby during what was to be her last days, as she did so many years before during her first days.
Wednesday, August 13, 2008
I've worked out 2 days in a row! YaY Me! I worked out last night, and instead of taking the elevator at work this morning, I walked up the 4 flights of stairs. I had to stop and catch my breath by the 3rd flight, but dang it, I did it! I worked out again when I got home, I'm going to get in shape, even if it kills me and the way I feel right now......killing me may not be too hard to do.
Tuesday, August 12, 2008
Monday, August 11, 2008
Sunday, August 10, 2008
Friday, August 8, 2008
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