Saturday, July 12, 2008
Check it out when you get a chance... I'll probably go back later to see about adding an image and updating the information, but -- for now -- I'm just excited to see it there!
My hot UK blogging buddy Tina tagged me with this one. I had to do it right away before I forgot and especially since I complained that she didn't tag me with another one I actually wanted to do. :-)
I am: a recovering perfectionist
I think: there's nothing better than writing and reading
I know: a lot of random facts
I have: four children
I wish: I had more money
I hate: wasting time
I miss: my friends who live far away
I fear: being homeless
I hear: music
I smell: uh... nothing!
I crave: a vacation
I search: for jobs and assignments
I wonder: if I'll ever make enough money
I regret: getting married :(
I love: the quiet
I ache: all the time
I am not: alone
I believe: in God
I dance: like Beyonce (just kidding! LOL)
I sing: sometimes
I cry: because I feel defeated
I fight: when challenged
I win: word games
I lose: me? lose? hmmm...
I never: have enough money
I always: have a lot to do
I confuse: my children sometimes
I listen: when people advise me
I can usually be found: on my laptop
I am scared: of heights
I need: to take care of myself
I am happy about: getting work done
I imagine: what life will be like stress free
That was harder to do than I thought it would be.
Did you read that? Well then you're it. Let me know if you post this one.
Thursday, July 10, 2008
Each of them didn't have that much hair at birth. Their hair was fine and thin, with my second daughter's being a little thicker than the other two and straight. My first and third daughters' hair was (and is) slightly curly.
Since my first daughter (Amber) didn't have a full head of hair until she was about three years old, I was puzzled as to why I've always had so much trouble when doing my second daughter's (Amareah's) hair. I would also fuss at her: be still, turn your head, put your head down, stop it, move your hand... I couldn't figure out what the problem was.
Then one day I said to someone, "I never had this much trouble doing Amber's hair at..." I trailed off. That's because Amber didn't have that much hair at such a young age! Ut oh, my bad.
Miss Amareah at just 3 years old has lots -- and I mean lots! -- of hair:
Although it's a beautiful head of hair it takes quite some time to style and comb, but once it's finished it always looks wonderful.
Now it's time to start styling little Miss Anna's hair...
See that cute little ponytail!?...
Luckily my teenager does her own hair now ...
... and my other child is a boy! ;-)
Given my level of exhaustion and stress it isn't often that I remember a dream, but this morning I awoke from last night's trip into dream world with the images fresh in my mind. So fresh, in fact, that I was compelled to do a little research on the meaning of my dream.
Tuesday, July 8, 2008
You are The Tower
Ambition, fighting, war, courage. Destruction, danger, fall, ruin.
The Tower represents war, destruction, but also spiritual renewal. Plans are disrupted. Your views and ideas will change as a result.
The Tower is a card about war, a war between the structures of lies and the lightning flash of truth. The Tower stands for "false concepts and institutions that we take for real." You have been shaken up; blinded by a shocking revelation. It sometimes takes that to see a truth that one refuses to see. Or to bring down beliefs that are so well constructed. What's most important to remember is that the tearing down of this structure, however painful, makes room for something new to be built.
What Tarot Card are You?
Take the Test to Find Out.
This weeks topic is...
Give Me Five ways to fit exercise into your life.
1. Chasing after my 1, 3 and 4 year olds.
2. Dancing with my teenager. (I think I'm getting pretty good at doing the Beyonce booty shake! LOL!)
3. Getting up during commercials to do chores.
4. Doing five minutes of jumping jacks when I get up from my desk to get a drink of water.
5. Instead of carrying a laundry basket full of clothes to the back of the house I walk back and forth quickly to put the items away.
To check out more participants or play yourself, go to Becca's Buzz.
The mighty Genie King and the beautiful Genie Princess from the magical Land of Faraway are back! Upon escaping the clutches of their Evil Master after being held captive for 1000 years, the magical genies have been busy flying on their Magical Flying Carpet, granting wishes and spreading love throughout the blogosphere.And now, the genies are back with a special gift for everyone! Behold the sacred, Magic Lamp of Luck! With this magic lamp, your blog will enjoy much good luck and fortune, warding off all things evil lurking around in the blogosphere. We would like to share this magic lamp with you so please pass on the Magic Lamp of Luck to those in need of some good luck. Remember, do not be greedy or unkind, evil or vengeful and good luck & fortune will always be with you! Join us on another exciting magical adventure as we spread goodwill and good luck to one and all!
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I can't say there's always something undone because everything is undone. The house is always a mess. I always have to clean up just to fix something to eat. It's the teen's job to clean the kitchen, but every meal whether she's here or not I have to clean up. Wipe the highchair. Clean off the toddler table. Clear the counter. Sweep up the floor.
Then I stop. Turn in a circle ... and can't remember what I was about to fix.
Walking through the living room is liking walking through a disaster zone. Where did all those toys come from? I know I just hid a bunch in the closet yesterday.
Breakfast is late because they wake up late. They wake up late because they go to bed late. They go to bed late because we don't get in until late because of the teen's job. It's a vicious cycle.
And don't get me to talking about the carpooling and the job. I went into the summer thinking I would have someone else to help get them back and forth to work. I mean, that's what the other teen says. Then I found out from the mom that that's not true. So they get her a car, she has her license and they finally get full coverage on it AND SHE CAN'T DRIVE IT TO WORK.
Sorry, I didn't mean to yell.
She can drive it to within 10 minutes of the job, but not all the way. WHAT THE FREAK KIND OF SENSE DOES THAT MAKE.
I'm overwhelmed. I can't get anything done for leaving to take someone somewhere or taking care of someone when I'm home. I might as well stop saying I'm a WAHM.
Okay, so I should get up off my "lazy" butt to exercise. Let's see, after I finally fall into bed at about 2 a.m. after trying to get some work done I can get up at uh 4? 5?
Yea, that'll be great for my health. Three to four hours of sleep a night is the only way I can think of to get in some extra hours.
I'm so frustrated... I don't even know if this makes sense. Sorry for the rant. Gotta go fix lunch now that I remembered what it was I'm fixing.
I saw this one over at Mummy Diaries (hot blogging buddy Tina) and I grabbed (yes, stole) it because she didn't tag me! LOL.
The rules of the game get posted at the beginning.
Each player answers the questions about themselves.
At the end of the post, the player then tags 5 people and posts their names, then goes to their blogs and leaves them a comment, letting them know they’ve been tagged.
Let the person who tagged you know when you’ve posted your answer.
1) What were you doing 5 years ago? Wow, I only had one child and had been married about a year. I can't think of what else I was doing.
2) What are 5 things on your to-do list for today? Take Amber and her friend to work. Buy a bulb for my desk lamp. Clean up (never ending). Look for a job and a writing assignment. Blogging, of course.
3) What are 5 snacks you enjoy? Mini dark chocolate. Almost any 100 calorie snack pack thingy from Nabisco. A bottle of water (does that count as a snack?). Cheez-Its. Blueberries.
4) What are five things you would do if you were a billionaire? Pay off my mother's bills. Pay off all of my bills. Invest and save to make even more money. Produce and distribute my inventions. Treat three close friends to anything they wanted (within reason! LOL).
5) What are five jobs you’ve had? Toll collector. Administrative assistant in the Air Force. Associate editor at a magazine. Substitute teacher. Freelance writer and editor.
I'm not going to be tagging anyone this time because, as usual, I'm gonna break the rules. (That and the people I would normally tag have already been tagged.) But if you do this then you have to follow the rules. ;-) If you do this please let me know because I'm interested in reading more about you.
Monday, July 7, 2008
I received a great explanation of this product from Kim Zaharias, director of Public Relations at CRW & Partners. She said:
The problem is that mints are used to cover up the bad breath/tastes and are usually flavored using oils. Oils “dirty” your mouth versus cleaning it. SorbayPC doesn’t have any oils in it. You should literally feel that your mouth is cleaner and the coffee (or whatever residue flavor) is gone. It’s very hard to change people’s thought process as most people automatically think “mint.” We like to think of mints as Febreeze for the mouth (cover up) and SorbayPC as Lysol for the mouth (clean and sparkling).
Check out my review and do give these lozenges a try (they can be purchased at Bon Mange.com) then come back and let me know what you think.
That said, I must admit I went a little Hulk-like when my son woke me up at about 5 a.m. this morning whining about a spider. (This was after the baby had woke me up at about 4 a.m. and it took me 30 minutes to get back to sleep.)
Now, I'm sure you're saying: 'What a mean mommy to get upset with the boy for seeing a spider!' Well, before you wiggle your finger at me and give me a little tsk tsk tsk, let me tell you about this spider.
About three days ago my son came out of his room and said there's a spider under his toddler bed. I went in the room, looked under the bed, shook out his cover and looked all around ... I didn't see a thing. He talked about that spider for most of the day and he said, "I heard it."
I, in my most patient voice, said, "Andre, spiders don't make noise."
I implored the teenager, "Please go look for this spider. Maybe it's a cricket or... uh, I don't know... can you please find what he's talking about."
She looked. Twice. No spider. No cricket. No bugs of any sort.
The next day. "Mommy, there's a spider under my bed."
"Amber! I thought I asked you to look for the spider?!"
"I did," she says giving me an exasperated look. "I didn't see anything." That's when I find out she had looked several times.
During the course of a couple of days, I hear him and his middle sister talking about the spider:
"There's a spider under my bed."
"You saw the spider?" she asks.
"Yea, I heard it."
"Yea?" .... "Yea... there's a spider under your bed."
OMG, I think.
That brings us to this morning... bright and early at somewhere between 4 and 4:30 a.m.
"Mommy," he comes in my room and his words are actually punctuated by snivvles. (You know what snivvles are right? They're sniffles and whines that are used during talking so the words come out sounding like the child is sitting on a vibrating chair!)
Now before he even tells me what the problem is I'm already a little miffed. I had just dozed off and the baby, who I had to put in my bed, wasn't all the way asleep.
He tells me about the spider. Again.
"Andre, there isn't a spider. I looked. Amber looked. Go back to bed quietly!"
I wrongly assume he goes to bed. Then I hear it: Sniffle.
I sit up, I wait. I lay back down.
I start to breath heavily.
Sniffle. Why can I hear him sniffling so clearly, I wonder. I must be hearing things. I lay down.
OMG! I begin to turn into a big green giant. I swing my legs over the bed and throw open my door (as quietly as possible so I don't awaken the baby). He's standing outside of my door. Sniffle.
I pull him with me into the room. Pull everything off his bed. Shake it all out. Turn the bed over. Shake the bed. Pull stuff from under the bed. Shake the stuff. Okay, so I didn't just do that I also did a little mumbling, some yelling and grumbling.
"There's no bug. None. Not a one! Go. To. Bed. Now." (Actually I put him in bed with his sister -- yes, in another toddler bed -- where he's been sleeping for three nights.)
So, where is the doggone spider? I've asked him if he'd been dreaming, if he saw it in his sleep (yes, I know it's the same thing but he doesn't)... I showed him that there's nothing under his bed, on his bed, around his bed. Aargh.
I know all you uber-patient mommies are gonna implore me to reassure him some more and all that stuff, but I would rather just find that doggone spider -- imaginary or otherwise -- and squash it!