Had a good Monday - usual driving mania. Kids here and there and everywhere. Jaxon to school, grocery run, Jaxon pick-up, girlies pick-up, (no drums today) instead a quick run home to drop Jaxon off to stay home with Coleo and then girlies back up to dance. It was "parents get to watch" week at dance...so fun. They are all so cute and their teacher Miss Tanya is a gem.
Tuesday was a crummy day - I woke up with a headache, so I got the girlies out the door then laid down on the couch and pretty much stayed there until I had to get up to make Jaxon lunch. Yes that's right -I laid on the couch for almost 4 straight hours. He watched PBS, played Wii, and tinkered around on Webkinz and PBSkids.com. So yeah, we're chalking that morning up to some stellar parenting I tell ya.
After lunch tho, I got myself showered and dressed for the day, folded a couple loads of laundry and cleaned up the kitchen a bit. Coleo had an ortho appt and the girls had piano lessons, both at 4. So waited for Coleo to arrive home off the bus at 3:15, had time for a quick snack, then raced up to get the girls from school by 3:40, drop Coleo at the ortho office a few minutes early; Hubs met us there to stay with him. I then dropped the girls off at their lesson, leaving them there and stopped in to our accountant to sign off on our taxes, a stop at Wal-mart for a Rotisserrie chicken (such a good deal for a fast easy inexpensive dinner) and got back home. Hubs got the girls from piano after Coleo's appt was finished, with a stopover at Best Buy to pick up U2's new album! (it's so awesome) Dinner, clean up, and I was off to my weekly Tuesday night design team meeting at church. Part of the reason there's no Idol Round 3 dish session.
Today, Wednesday, I led worship at or women's small groups at church this morning. We are doing an awesome Beth Moore study called "Breaking Free". It's really powerful. I was a little resistant about it at first because I arrogantly thought "I'm not being held captive by anything". HA! My eyes and heart are being opened weekly to the smallest of things that I am allowing to have a stronghold on my life (laziness, procrastination, selfishness) which are keeping me from being the woman, wife and mother that God created me to be. Nuff said.
And then Jaxon decided today was the day to gift me with a once-a-month melt down about going to pre-school today. He is such quirky boy when it comes to that. He loves school. His teachers love him. He even has a couple of good buddies. But about once a month, something throws him into a tail-spin upon arrival. Today it was because they were going on a field trip, I didn't sign up to chaperone this one, and for some reason he thought one of his buddies wasn't at school. After about 10 minutes of tears, running away, hiding and even a little screeching (him, not me), and then some threats and angry words from this momma, we worked it out and I got him on the school bus for the field trip. Frustrating to say the least. I felt sad for losing my temper a bit, but I also don't want him to think he can get away with this kind of nonsense.
I usually "stay out" and run errands or go back and sit at church and hop on my computer on Wednesdays, because of the distance from Jaxon's school to home and the short amount of time I really have. But today I just needed to be home. So home it was. I read the paper, hopped on facebook for a bit, read a couple of blogs, and cat-napped. It felt good. Back to pre-school for pickup, to the girls school for pickup and then home again. It's been a quiet lazy evening. We chose to not go to our mid-week church service, it gets to be a late night for the kids. Had the littles in bed by 8:15, Coleo was in bed by 9. Now the Hubs and I are watching a few minutes of last night's Idol, before watching the results show which we did get recorded.
Other randomness - I'm not sure why, but I have chewed my nails down to the bone over the past couple of weeks. I am a nail-biter. Have been my whole life. But I am capable of long stretches (I'm talking years) where I get them grown out and don't chew at all. But then one gets a little short and raggedy, and boom - they are all gone. Stress, boredom? I'm not sure what makes it rear it's ugly head so out of the blue. And I can't stop. Right now, I have chewed the middle fingernail on my right hand so short that it hurts to hold a pen to write. AACCCKKK! I will have to chew and pick a bit more to get it out of my system for another week or so and then try to quit cold turkey. Yes, it's like an addiction.
Oh and I've been staying up too late this week to watch U2 on Letterman all week. They ROCK! Their new album is stellar.
And have I told you how much I love my husband lately? He rocks too. :-)
Oh and our kitty cat is driving us crazy with incessant meowing at stupid o'clock in the morning. Everyday for over a week now, sometime between 4:30-5:30 AM!! it starts. I end up out of the warmth and coziness of bed and carrying him down the stairs to exile him to the mudroom for the duration of the night Ugh.
I'm already looking forward to the weekend -we get to see both of our brother's families and attend a worship conference.
How's that for random?
2 comments:
I'm giggling a bit over the screeching line! :-) I think I'd start biting my nails with all the driving you do! But like I said yesterday... fingernails have no calories... I'm thinking of trying that habit on for size...
I prefer the skin around the top edges of my nails. :)
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