More Christmas fun

Some of the most fun I  (or anyone ) will ever have is to make gingerbread houses with the girls. We had a blast. And we got covered with icing and candy. But I am proud to say we got plenty on our creations too. Even Dad made one.. we have a miniature gingerbread village.

We all had our own house parts and the girls only needed a little help from the adults.Once we got the houses built , we let the creative juices flow.

The girls worked really hard on there confectionery abodes. And the results are good enough to eat...

But I wouldn't let anyone eat any... They have had enough sweets licking there fingers and eating the candy pieces. It was so much fun!

Tis the Season...

It's the most wonderful time of the year. It's time for being snowed in , no school and crafts. Do cookies count as crafts? We are baking Christmas cookies tomorrow AND decorating them (my favorite part). I have also been busy painting. Painting is my favorite hobby. I will paint on anything that will stand still long enough for me to put a picture on it (just ask my hubby) But I also enjoy painting ceramic, plaster and pottery. This week I am painting Christmas moose. They are adorable. And they will look even better when I am done painting!

See we have been having all  kinds of fun this week . Ash only had one day of school. And Aut came to visit early. Ash got to mail her letter to Santa... on the coldest day EVER! But her and Papa had such big plans of taking pictures of her mailing her latter and picking the best one for a Christmas card... They took the pictures and never said another thing about cards LOL. That my hubby's doing though he was frozen and realized maybe 8 degrees wasn't the best time to take pictures for a card because I ain't posing in that crap for nothing. But he got some nice pics even though we were all popsicles  LOL

So now that we are practically ready for Christmas... all we got to do is lay under the Christmas tree and sing carols and wait for the Big guy to leave our presents. Well that not all... We must remember the true reason for the season and praise Him for His grace. Ashley loves the part about how the wise men search for Jesus for years just to give Him gifts and praise His birth. Personally, I love the part about the Angels singing with voices as mighty as the sea about our Lord's birth. 

 God bless you all . I pray that peace finds all of you this season.

Christmas time is here

Here are the pics of the tree and of Tigger. O and I wanna send a big THANK YOU to Angel for keeping me warm earlier this week. Your couch sleeps like poop but I sure appreciate all you did for us! Love ya GF. Here are those pics:

Ok. As I said Tigger has seen better days... His wing has been broken off for years, I don't remember when his horn broke off. His head and his tail have been (re)glued onto his body... But how many 18-year old ornaments do you have in Pristine condition??? Besides it isn't how he looks , it is all the memories that come with him...

My Christmas wish is that each and every one of you are happy and you find that you can appreciate the  holidays a little more because you have someone who loves you by your side.

Thanks Amber!!!!

Check out my new background and stuff and it all so cool. Thank you to Amber, who did an awesome job!
Ok. I know I haven't blogged in a really long time but it is hard to blog when you get so far down in the dumps you can't even see daylight. But I am better now . I can't say I am 100% But I am forgiven for forgetting on whom I rely. God is my source and I know I can rest easy in Him. So, I may not blog every day but I will blog often.
 I got a job while I was away from the blogging world. I was working for a computer company. I didn't get past the first week before I had bronchitis, my blood sugar was 400 and I was depressed from being so sick. Depression is a side effect of Fybromyalgia and Diabetes. There are just times that I am down in the dumps. The government says we make too much for me to continue to get my disability check, but we don't make enough to pay our bills. So why am I not going back to work tomorrow? Because of their policies on  prayer ... For one and because I can take a hint. If I am going to get  THAT sick from 1 week working (there) then I would be terrifically stupid to push my health any farther. Yes, Angel, I have decided to get the Reliv for me and Kat after Christmas. If you haven't checked Angel out,she is my best friend and a great blogger... Go see for yourself. Anyhoo, back to why I am not going back to work tomorrow. Just because my hubby makes more than the approved limit amount for me to receive disability doesn't make me instantly able to rush out into the workforce again... I need to regroup and  give my health more consideration. But the biggest reason I am not going back to (there) is that I was told twice in a week that (they) frown on employees saying grace in their cafeteria. I was quietly thanking God for my food, I was not making a spectacle.I will do a lot for a company that I work with But I WILL NOT deny my God. I have said grace over my meals for years and i won't stop because someone else "frown's upon that type of behavior"... just saying. Now I don't want this to turn into a religious debate. To each his own and may God bless you in it. I am not the judge. I am just saying this is why I am not working for the company that I will not name. And if you happen to know the name , Don't put it on my blog. They track it, I've seen how they do it  (with keyword searches) and I don't want them sending haters onto my blog. I can get enough people riled up without having (them) pay someone to stir crap for me. Yes, that is what they do... people get paid to look up their company name all day and they get paid incentives for finding and ending bad publicity.It is creepy really.

Hey this has taken an ugly turn... Let's  get back on track. I am feeling much better now. I had bronchitis for about 2 weeks and but as time went by my blood sugar went back down and my lungs healed. When I next chose a jobs/career , I will be more aware of what stress does to my body and adjust accordingly.
Is everyone ready for Christmas (or whatever holiday you celebrate this month) ??? Me neither! I have one gift. and at least a dozen more to get. Danny and I have agreed to not get anything for each other , we are just getting gifts for the girls. The girls and Danny put up the tree today. It looks awesome. Maybe tomorrow I will post a pic. You can help me decide if this is Tiggers last year LOL. I'll explain it tomorrow.

Insomnia

Insomnia sucks! I don't suffer from it as often as I used to , but on the rare occasion that I can't snuggle down in my nice warm bed next to my loudly snoring hubby, it wreaks havoc on my  entire day/night. Usually i have the exact opposite problem . I am tired all the time and I sleep alot because fibromyalgia brings chronic fatigue over to play . I can't find a happy medium. Either I sleep too much or I don't sleep at all. Thank God for coffee. If it weren't for coffee, my 9-yr-old would never go to school because her Mom wouldn't get out of bed to get her there. If it wasn't for coffee my bi-polar child would have free run of the house without having to take her meds... Uhmmmmmmm, not happening in this life. And my hubby wouldn't have his clothes ironed ever. I iron when i can't sleep. And there is a definite difference in just not being able to sleep and the evil of insomnia. With insomnia , you can be so tired you desperately want to sleep but the sand man has forgotten your address. Laying there in the bed wishing for sleep because I can't sleep is the worst kind of torture. Then when dinner is about done,and I need to set the table OR when dinner is over and the 9-yr-old needs a shower... That is when the crash comes. Dinner is burnt , the youngun is smelly and I am out of order on the couch oblivious to every thing around me. That is when I rely on the competence of my hubby. He will supply or salvage dinner, He will set the temp in the shower, He will drag my butt to the bed if I am snoring too loud on the couch. But for now there is no crash in sight. And I get to use all this strange energy to for housework  which isn't getting done because I decided now would be a good time ( @ 2:15 a.m. ) to let my creative juices pour out in a blog.And since I think they are cute here is what my family looks like sleeping... Well not Danny if I posted a pic of him sleeping that may be ammunition for retaliation.

The drama princess ...

 They are sharing the keyboard shelf.

Been a long time

I enjoy blogging when I can convince myself that my thoughts need to be placed in a blog for anyone to see. I enjoy my privacy a lot. And I was raised that I should shut up until my presence was required But my opinion never mattered. That's why my girls have grown into opinionated blather mouths LOL. No really I love their freedom in thought and sharing what is on their minds. As I am raising my girls I am constantly reminded of how different our up-bringing is and how much happier they are. I listen to what they  have to say- even when they are just being silly; because I know if I don't listen to them every time, I may miss something important. Teenagers speak in code. Well actually so do tweens, but the teen code has evolved into a more intricate weave of jumbly-squeak. My autistic teen (like every teens I am told) speaks in puzzles and codes and apologetic mush almost all of the time now. Aspie princess is 18 but her emotional maturity is that of a 14-year old. I have a feeling that she will have to go through every phase of life twice before she overcomes that particular milestone. That's okay if we (and i mean I will be there every step of the way every time) have to travel the same worn and weary paths 5 or 15 times as long as Aspie princess is continuing to improve I will listen to her and laugh with her and take care of her. Then there is my tweens - for the purpose of simplicity from this point forward Ash will be tween 1 and Aut will be tween 2 (kinda like thing one and thing two only A LOT more distructive). Tween 1 is in a constant state of drama. This is a serious case of love the child , hate the deed, at times. I loathe drama I like for my little world to be as calm as I can get it with bipolar aspie princess around. But I must admit that the Aspie princess has improved greatly since they started her on lithium. All the other meds had her raging constantly. And now that the stress levels have lowered to a dull hum , the drama was wildly reduced until Tween one and Tween two started back to school. Everything is a dramatic event in tween 1's life. Homework can cause an upheaval of epic proportion. Tween 2 has a new boyfriend every two weeks ... I am caught in a episode of All My Children and all I can do is laugh. I know we have to sound very silly to the neighbors sometimes. This weekend tween 2 was here for her visit (she lives with her Mom , I am the Other-Mother) . Out came the make-up and nail polish, the glitter and goop - tween 1 and tween 2 exploded all over my house. Aspie princess piled right in with them... she's been doing that a lot lately. After they put on enough shellac for a Jan Crouch /Tammy Faye Baker make-up special, out came the barbies. Now both tweens and the Aspie princess have outgrown Barbies ,But They still love to do the hair and change the dresses. Within 3 hours that bedroom was covered from corner to corner with make-up, hair bows, and half naked Barbies. And I had to ruin all the fun by telling them to clean up their mess. I love being a mom to 3 great girls , I love being a wife to my wonderful husband. I praise God for my family and all his blessings on me everyday.

There they are... Aren't they all just wonderful !

WIMTS- I've been really sick lately

 WIMTS Wednesday is brought to you in part by Angel @ angel  believes and brittany ciara @ not your average teen . So hop on in and join the fun . Come on it's easy click the linky then linkup with us after you write what you meant to say.


Six months ago when the doctor told me that I have fibromyalgia and needed to take meds... I said well that explains a lot. WIMTS was  "So thats why every cell in my body is screaming "  Monday when the doctor said "Dorothy you are Diabetic" ... I said that's not good ,but I'll handle it... WIMTS was just shoot me now! I'm not handling crap , I'm giving it to God. Then I'll start living a healthier life to reflect the bounty and healing I have received.

So this is how it is going to be... I feel horrid most every day. WIMTS was Thank you God for giving me another day. Thank you to my BFF for always being there to call and hash out my thoughts. I love you and appreciate you. Always. In case some of you don't know who I am talking about ; Angel is my real life BFF and she is one awesome woman.

 When I say that I will try to get back to blogging more than once a week ; I meant to say... I'm sorry I will try to drag my butt away from Pogo more often just to let you know I am still hopping (LOL) But I am a badge hound and it is going on 10 on a Wednesday ... that means Pogo badges are about to start for another week. See Ya guys I'm hopping on my pogo now...BOING...BOing...Boing...

WIMTS ... Back to school

When I met Ash's teacher , Ms. Commodore and she was talking to us about all the Wonderful things she had in store for her third graders. And that she was so happy that I decided to be a homeroom Mother again this year. I siad yes of course we are very excited too. WIMTS was "AYE,Aye -Commodore " Okay maybe not the nicest reaction making mental fun of her name but she was very VERY outgoing.
 When Ash told me that she wanted to look just like her new teacher someday ; I said that is wonderful honey. Did you notice her shoes? Ash is infatuated with heeled shoes. High heels ,low heels, clogs and slings - she loves them all. WIMTS was "That's great Honey but Ms. Commodore is a black woman and you are so white, short men follow you around singing. You can be as pretty as Ms. Commodore but no matter what God won't  change your gene pool. My sweet child is too funny. We have raised her to be so non-racial that she is almost anti-white. Not that I blame her... I know some White people and I don't like them much either LOL.

 When Danny laughed at me after i had fallen in the shower and said I looked like an angry little girl sitting there in the water. I said gee thanks butthead, get out of my bathroom... WIMTS was gee thanks buthead, get outta my bathroom. You see what I say all too often resembles exactly what floats through my head. No fluff, no suga, just what it is. That's just me.

 Okay that was fun wasn't it?Now join the fun. Click the link at the top there and tell us what you meant to say then link up . Not hard. If you get lost have your kid show you how... that's what i did.

I have felt awful all evening

I have been feeling very ... unwell all evening. Then while I was helping Ash clean her room, a terrible migraine came upon me. I got dizzy, disoriented and light-headed within minutes of that migraine hitting me. I just felt awful. My BFF, Angel, called me during that  odd episode and I vaguely remember speaking to her. But it felt like I  was fighting through a thick veil just to hear what she was saying. Then I was out for like 20 minutes. I thought I had been out for hours but then I saw the clock and realized that I had only passed out for a little while. I got up and ate an egg(protein )so I could take an ibuprofen. Then my big dumb butt got in the shower... Have you ever done something kinda dumb and then wonder what got into you? I was still dizzy and light-headed and I got into the shower.YEP! I fell down in the shower tonight and hurt myself very much badly. I hit my shoulder, my knees, and my head ( that really helped that migraine... NOT). I also hurt my back and hips. I am a big ole mess of screaming pain right now and I can't sleep.
 O I almost forgot to mention my dear hubby running to the rescue - then laughing at me. He really needs to find a more constructive way of handling stress and fear OR he needs to fix his sense of humor. I saw nothing funny in the situation AND I told him that. He just laughed at me more and told me that I looked like an angry little girl. To give him credit though he got wet helping me up ,rinsing me off and getting me out of the tub and he never said a word about it . But he is still a meanie poopoo head for laughing at me ;)

This has been a super crazy week!

Okay before I get started, let me make sure I have everything! Coffee...check,headband( I have to be able to see the little words without interruption)...check,glasses(without those I can't even see the monitor)...check,and my daughter is satisfied for the moment. Now I can tell you my tale of the broken princess(LOL).

 On Sunday, we went to church like we always do. Then Danny made lunch ,while I had my media shout nappy, and then we ate like starving folk like we do every Sunday. After dinner, the little girls went out to play on the trampoline . They played for a few hours having a grand time. Then Ash fell onto Auttie's leg. She never screamed or yelled. She cried when it hurt and she couldn't raise herself with that arm. Auttie came to us and said,"Ash is crying she hurt her arm." Danny ran outside to check on Ash and she was just sitting there in the middle of the trampoline, crying. He brought Ash to me and her arm was just a little swollen near the wrist. We put ice on it to see if the swelling would go away;but the longer she sat there, the more it hurt her. The emergency room visit revealed a broke arm (the radius just 3 inches above her right wrist). They gave her lortab elixir , a splint , and gave us the number to one of the best orthopedic doctors in Lexington. We called the office of Trevor Wilkes MD as soon as they opened. I made Danny stay home from work that day just to help me take care of Ash and Kat. Auttie went home Monday (it was time ,had nothing to do with the accident) But I digress ... The Ortho couldn't see Ash until 8am the next morning. My poor baby had to contend with that splint all day Monday. I sent Kat to her grandmother so that she wouldn't start feeling jealous because of the attention Ash was getting with that broken arm. Kat needed a break from me anyway... not like she wasn't rushing us to get her there(LOL).

 On Tuesday I took Ash to Dr. Wilkes. She fell asleep in the room while waiting on him to come in to see her. When the doctor came in he immediately won Ash's affections by asking to see the Princess' broken arm. He called her "princess" through the entire appointment. He even called an order down to the casting and splinting for the Princess Ash... She loved it. Then we had  an animated discussion about what color she would have on her cast. I know it is her arm and should be her decision. But  I wanted her cast to still look clean and reasonable when school starts on the 11th. She wanted a glow in the dark off-white. I told her she could have that for her 2nd cast.But I needed to have another color (a stay clean or hide the dirt color) for the first cast. The princess got a hot pink cast. She still wants that glow in the dark cast, and she will get it in two weeks.

 Now we are taking it easy and making sure she has no more pain than necessary. Along with trying to get all the swimming in we could and they wanted to bounce on that trampoline every evening, they kept me busy having all kinds of summer fun. Then we've been busy taking care of that broken arm. It has been crazy,crazy, craaaaaazy. Finally, I am glad school is starting back. Maybe that will calm things down around here... eventually.

It is 5 a.m. I should be in bed!

I should be in bed, but I have been having some physical problems lately. I have fibromyalgia and sometimes the pain causes chronic fatigue... And sometimes it causes chronic insomnia. It is a potluck of aggravating symptoms. I'm just saying this so you know what I mean when I say my back and hips hurt... They always hurt. Usually I take this with a grain of salt and praise God for healing me - I used to be in a lot worse shape. While I am still praising God everyday,all day; tonight(err this morning) I am also wishing that I could sleep.

 I work Media Shout at my church and I love every minute of it. Media Shout is the power point effects and backgrounds that you see projected onto the screens behind the pulpit (and on the sides as the case is with my church). We project song lyrics, important points from the sermon and scripture. I have an important job within the service. And if I'm not 100% , I could have some serious problems... randomly flashing statements, lyrics and wildly changing backgrounds can be very distracting. My job is to quietly enhance to service in the background. When things go wrong we become spotlight stealers and that is never good.

 Ok so I have resigned myself to staying up ... bring on the coffee and a shower. I can do this. 5 hours of sleep is enough LOL

Naughty or nice... I got an award woot!!!!

My BFF, Angel, gave me an award. I don't know if she is saying that I am naughty or nice. I think I am a little both sometimes.Angel got it from her friend ,Dionne, and then Angel gave it to me - and a few other nice/naughty folk.But this is my blog And... I wanna talk about me , I wanna talk about I, wanna talk about number one - O me O my, What I think, what I want , what I like , what I don't , what I see... Umm , sorry I broke out into song there- happens quite often.

There it is It is mine now. Bwhhahahahahaha. The rules are simple. Answer some questions, give the button to 5 (if I'm nice) and 10 (IF I'm naughty). So let's get this party started.

What is the silliest prank you ever played on someone?O wow I am not  much of a prankster. One April Fool's I told my sister I was pregnant again. She almost had another brain aneurysm - I think.

2. If you could take a trip anywhere out of the country where would you go? Why? Australia I want to see the Opera house on the bay and hear a prima dona  sing there

3. Who plays the most influential role in your life? God,of course

4. Are you ok with your significant other being friends with an ex? Yes I know I can trust my hubby.

5. Favorite candle scent? Apple pie, blackberry cobbler,

6. Next movie you're excited about seeing? Salt.  it sounds very interesting

7. You must ban one word from the dictionary and all usage, to be no longer uttered or written. What word do you ban? Hate, without hate we wouldn't have these people who are racist or murders or wife/child beaters

8. Do you have any relatives in jail?Not recently that I know of

9. What crazy fads were popular when you were a teenager. It was the 80's.

10. Have you ever been mentioned in a newspaper or on TV? I was in the newspaper alot when I was in High school for one award or the other with chorus and art.


Ok there's the questions and the answers ... Now to give these puppies away:




Bat Crap Crazy


Adoption of Jane


One Cluttered brain


The world as I see it


Things I can't say

Old School

I love summer.

                                                                  

I love watching my girls play and laugh. The neighbors all tell me that they enjoy hearing the sounds of my girls playing , they are the only ones who actually play outside in my neighborhood. 

Well it is time for WIMTS wiuth Angel and Brittany.

When Danny asked me why I was awake at 3 in the morning, I said "couldn't sleep".

 What I meant to say was... 

I wouldn't be up at this horrific hour if you would stay on your side of the bed with the big' ole long legs of yours. That's right grasshoppa you ran me out of the bed again.

 When Danny asked me how I was feeling this evening, I said fine.

 What I meant to say was...

 I hurt. I always hurt but that's nothing new. With Fybromyalgia, everything just hurts - but I am fine. I don't hurt like i used to thanks to God and the medication he lead my doctor to give me.

When Katie asked me for the 50th time "what's wrong mommy,what's wrong??" I said for the 50th time "nothing baby"

 What I meant to say was that is absolutely nothing that i will share with my autistic child. She may see the pain flash across my face but I will never explain to such a naive child about my flashbacks... There are just some things better left unsaid.What I meant to say to her was Thank you for bringing me back to reality where I belong with my children and my happy home. 

 Well that's enough sharing for me... 

 What I mean to say is

 I'm sorry for unloading on you. It has been a rough day. Thanks for listening.

 Now follow the link and do your own WIMTS 

We have less than a month til the first day of school :(

We have had so much fun this summer. The time has flown by and too soon Ashley and Autumn will be back in school. I love having Ashley wake me up in the mornings instead of the alarm clock. With either swimming or just hanging around the house doing chores, we all love spending time together. Ashley is 9 now but sometimes (much more rare now that she is a "big girl") she still wants to snuggle and take a little nap with me. We enjoy walking to to store a block away to get a pack of gum. I am really going to miss spending all day with my girls. Katie will be home with me, so I won't have an empty nest.But I don't want summer to be over so soon.  There is only about 3 weeks left for us to swim, jump on the trampoline and play all day. We have to hurry and have loads more fun before school starts! Here a some pics for you to enjoy until I get back...

Autumn and Ashley jumping

Katie and her friend swinging at the park.

Sidewalk chalk art



 OKay as I said I gotta go. We have to have more fun! HEY YOU! Stop reading and go have fun!

Brittany wants to know what we got from our mommas...

I got my deep desire to be the best Mom that I could ever be. Mom instilled in all 7 of us a deep respect for each other, ourselves and our children. She taught me about a mother's love and the love God has for us. She had the patience of Job while raising me. I love her deeply (even when she meddles LOL) She also gave me  a fine sense of style ... Ain't that hair gorgeous??? A glorious bouffant. She would wear me out with a broom if she knew I was picking on her lmbo.

My lovely momma turned 75 this year and she has devoted 58 of those years to her children. God has blessed us indeed .

Okay time to link up with the blog bash and show us your Mommas or at least what your momma gave ya.

We've been adopted.

This is the little girl chihuahua that adopted us day before yesterday. Danny calls her Squishy (watch Finding Nemo and you'll understand); I call her "Here doggy"... original right? She isn't allowed in the house but I feed and water her every morning.

This is Hunny. She is my brain-damaged Shih Tzu. She was born with a mental and physical disability. And she is the reason I cannot have "here Doggy" in the house. She gets very upset when other animals are in her space. Except for Darby...

Darby is my 15 year-old West Highland Terrier. Yeah she is a proud member of the Old Ladies Club. So am I. We have weekly meetings in the bedroom to count Z's. Darby usually counts more than me. Hunny is a honorary member even though she is just 4 years-old. She could enter the Sleep Master Olympics.So could my cat, Willow.

She is the serious one of the bunch. Unless she is picking on Darby,she is asleep. She sits in the kitchen and meows until Darby comes to find her. Then she grabs Darby's undercoat so Darby will drag her across the linoleum. If I ever get a pic of that ,I will have to show you. But I have other funny pics to show you. Like this:

Ain't her hair to die for! oooo  I have more...

BTW, she is looking at me like I've lost my mind b/c I am laughing my tail off at her hair. She found none of that nearly as funny as I did. But those are my furbabies and my special guest.

Wait there's more...

  

Okay now I'm done. See aren't pets fun!