Sometimes I just cannot put things on facebook but.......

There are just sometimes I cannot put things on facebook for one reason or another.  So I have decided that I will just put it on my blog.  Not many people read my blog or follow it ( which does not matter to me because I do this really for myself).  Today started out as a bad day.  I was late to work, then due to other people's ignorance (hey it is my blog and if that is what I think then that is what it is).   Bad mood does not even begin to express how I was feeling but then I got the most exciting phone call from my Princess!!!!  We had already planned that it was going to take her 4 1/2 years to graduate from college.  Not to complain because she has maintained the HOPE scholarship the entire time she has been in college and Daddyboy and I are so proud.  BUT today she called to tell me she had just met with her adviser and if she takes 3 classes this summer she will graduate at the end of summer!!!  That means we do not have to sign a 12 month lease for next school year !!!!  YES!!!!   But not only the money issue, I am just so dang proud of her for getting done in just barely over 4 years.  I have decided this one is a keeper!!!  

Getting Old Just Sucks!!!

About a week ago Daddyboy made the statement - "It just sucks getting old"  We were talking about all our aches and pains.  How we no longer could do things we use to think nothing of doing (like your back killing you just from sweeping the kitchen).  But the suckiest part of getting old is the sickness and death.  Just this year during the first month we had to go to the funeral home 3 times.  And all of a sudden it is our friends that dying.  It is really scary.  Don't get me wrong, I know when my time on earth here is over I know I will be greeted at Heaven's pearly gates by all my loved ones that have gone before me (that includes my precious wiener dog Max).  But for the ones that are still here on earth, well we miss our loved ones so much.
Then on Thursday of this week I got a message from my best friend in the entire world that her husband has leukemia.  DivaDoll has been my best friend since 4th grade and we are now approaching 50.  We went out to all the hang outs in our single days.  We both got married in 1989 and were in each other's wedding.  We had our children at the same time.  Our husbands became the best of friends. They developed a love for dirt track racing.  The Princess and DivaDoll's Chica were roommates their freshman year at college, joined the same sorority and are still closest of friends.  This is my friend that kept me sane during those early years with our children. We were both so broke that the only thing we could afford to do was go over to each other's house and our big decision was what kind of coffee we would have.  These are our friends that we chose to be our family.  And now our friend, ADD Man, has leukemia. How can this be?  I know I hear sad stories everyday about OTHER people but not my circle of friends.  DivaDoll told us that this type of leukemia is not curable but it is treatable.  It is one that he should continue to live as long as the medicine continues to work.  So we are all praying the medicine works!  I usually try to find humor when I get to the end of my post but there is no humor to be found in this post.  All I can end this post with is please add my friend's husband and their entire family to your prayer list.

Two proud Dads and their KD daughters

Dinner with our best friends before children!

Words can hurt more than we know

I think sometimes I will write on my blog just to release some of my feelings I have inside that both me.  And today I have alot of pinned up anger. Isn't it amazing that there are so many people who think that what is going on in their life is so important that when you try to mention something important with your life they either don't bother to listen and talk over you OR just plain out ignore you and walk off. And they try to pretend they are so concerned about other people yet it is so obvious they could care less. My new goal is to try my best to not be one of those people. My new prayer is going to be for God to help me use my two ears more than my one big mouth and to have a truly concerned heart for others. I hope I am never so busy with myself that I forget to show respect and compassion for others.  I guess this was brought to my attention today when I was so excited to see a picture of my two girls (who are very important to me) on Facebook.  They are currently on a mission trip to Nicaragua and for this entire week I am unable to hear from them.  So seeing this beautiful picture of them with their group made me feel good.  I could see with my own eyes that they are alive and seem to be having a good time.

You know us mamas, we just want to tell everyone about what our angels are doing.  While I had this picture pulled up at work showing it anyone who walked by I called a person over to see it and they told me they had more important things to do than look at my picture.  This is a person who claims to feel like everyone at work is someone special and so important.  Yet they could not take thirty seconds out of their busy day to just glance at this picture.  Why I am surprised I do not know.  There are so many people like this person.  I do not know if they do this to everyone but this person never allows me to complete a sentence.  They either interrupt me or talk all over me.  They always  have smart remarks to make about anything I say or do.  To be honest it really does hurt.  I do try to laugh it off but sometimes it just is not possible.  The worst part is when the person that is treating you this way is a person that you cannot cross or confront.  

I have ADD and I know that one thing that a person with ADD will do is interrupt others.  I find this to be so disrespectful that I made a point to talk to my doctor regarding what I can do to help prevent me from being this way.  I work everyday at trying to listen to what others are saying and allowing them to complete their thoughts.  Lots of times during the conversation I think I know the direction the conversation is going in and want to start talking.  Well to my surprise most of the time I am wrong, it is not going in that direction.  When you interrupt a person what you are telling that person is what you are saying is not important enough for me to take my valuable time to listen.  That is very hurtful and degrading.  Which is exactly how I felt today.  I realize everyone is so busy in the world we live in today and it is a shame that some people feel they are more important than others.  They do not show compassion or empathy for what others are going thru.  The day that I feel that way I hope will never come.  Just like my girls being on a mission trip is important to me, maybe getting your child potty trained is what is important going on in your life, maybe planning your wedding, anticipating the birth of your new baby or perhaps contemplating how you are going to deal with your aging parent or your child that is in trouble.  

My pray for myself tonight is that my Heavenly Father will help me to be the person that will listen and honestly care about others.  Not to just talk the talk but to walk the walk.    

Keeping it Hot in the bedroom

It has just occurred to me to as I lay here in my queen size bed how much things have changed in my marriage regarding the bedroom.  Daddyboy and myself began our marriage sleeping in a double bed.  Did that bother us?  No way because we just wanted to be close to each other.  Now 24 years into our marriage we are in a queen size bed and if our room was large enough we would get a California king so we could never have to touch during the night.  In fact with the Princess off at school there have been nights when one of us slept in her old room.  And enjoyed it !!!!!  When we have to get a hotel room we never request a king size bed but rather 2 double beds!!!! Not to go into too much details but in the early years of our marriage I would get all warm just waiting for the Hunk of a Hubby to come to bed -- now if I get hot before he comes to bed I either have the heating pad on too high or I am suffering a hot flash!!!  And when I think of him rubbing my back it is the thought of him rubbing it with IcyHot.  Never did I go to sleep without him in the bed - now I will let him have it with both barrels  if I have fallen asleep, he comes in to go to bed and wakes me up. Now the only reason one of us wakes up in the middle of the night is because we have to go to the bathroom, certainly not because we want to be romantic.  And good grief the things I wear to bed.  I use to wear cute night shirts and the such.  Now it is what ever clean T-shirt I can find and pray our house does not catch on fire because how embarrassing would that be to have to run out of a blazing house in my fugly T-shirt.  I would blind little children!!!  But the funny thing is I love Daddyboy now far more than in those first years of marriage.  I have watched him become a loving father, I have experienced his love for me during times of loss, I see him bite his tongue several times during the course of a day after I have said something or my father has or one the girls have, I know he has given up his nice car to each of our daughters when they turned 16 and started driving the old clunker again.  He has supported me both financially and emotionally all of these years.  I have never worried he was out bar hopping, blowing our grocery money betting in card games or out having an affair.  When we were married 24 years ago I loved Daddyboy  but today I am in love with Daddyboy.  He is an amazing husband, son, son-in-law and father.  But most of all he is my best friend.  So come on to bed sweetie pie, just be very quiet when you do!!!