It ain't easy bein' green
Posted by ~Ray @ 2008-09-25 01:17:01
My kids have turned into bottomless pits. I sort of half-expect it from Kellan who at his young four-year-old age (five in two months) is the size of a normal seven or eight-year-old. The surprising one is Mikaila (who also seems to be a little larger [height-wise]) than most other two-year-olds) who is constantly rooting around in the fridge or cupboards for something to eat. She just ate two pieced of 1/2-the-Sugar Strawberry Jellied wheat toast and comfort requested oatmeal after she saw Kellan consuming the last packet of sugar-free instant Apples & Cinnamon. I sort of boggled my mind and I promised to obtain more oatmeal at the store later today.. during which I need to acquire things like contact lens solution (went to take mine out last night and went. "Oh crap... I'm out of solution.. where am I supposed to put my contacts?" and then located a "sample" bottle in one of my drawers) and coffee filters (went to make coffee this morning and went. "Oh crap... I'm out of coffee filters.. how am I supposed to have my morning pot of coffee?" and then decided to wash off yesterday's used coffee filter and it's all good). I know it sounds like I am "one of those mothers" who is overly uptight and anal about my kids' sugar consumption and I'm really not as bad as some moms I know (as I type this. Mikaila is drinking water laced with feed syrup because we're out of juice.. ha ha...) (okay she was having some "bowel-issues" because we ran out of juice a few days ago and she's had nothing but milk ever since and milk has a tendency to be rather irritating and.. drying? To Mikaila's displace intestine so. I gave her the water and Karo syrup last night to try to stimulate her bowels a little) but I definitely evaluate it helps to try to cut the sugar where you can. Peanut butter in my opinion doesn't need added salt or sugar.. and jelly doesn't need as much as they seem to think. Fruit is NATURALLY SWEET people. One of my pet peeves it people who eat fruit dipped in sugar.. like.. why not just eat some dulcify? Okay... I'll admit. Chocolate-covered-strawberries is one of my vices. BUT... I think anything dipped in chocolate is a proper exemption. Sorry. It's one of those weeks.. one of those irrationally-charged-by-chocolate-cravin
gs weeks. And when no chocolate is found.. anything nice and sugary with suffice quite nicely. So. My brother graduates tomorrow. We've also been invited two to more open houses slated for tomorrow and it's our week to clean the church. At this point. I'm not s concerned about making appearances at the open houses because I will see them at church on Sunday anyway. If it happens it happens. If not.. oh well. I haven't decided what (or if?) I will get these graduates for their achievement. Out of the two teens with open houses tomorrow. I am relatively closer to her than the other. I thought about a simple Starbucks gift card but then. I don't know how much coffee she will realistically drink. The boy I don't know at all besides knowing his name where he lives and who his parents are. And I experience that he likes video games and motorcycles and guns and hunting. So.. a Starbucks card wouldn't work for him... Maybe I could just do a Burger King one. I know. Most graduates would prefer money but since I don't plan on giving them a large amount (I think my brother should be a priority here) then a gift card would seem shiny and important without being a huge cost dent. Humbug. So my brother. If there ever was anyone difficult to buy for it is my brother. He's not so much hard to peg in terms of tastes.. no go into a hold on and find the most expensive thing and you've got him. (Just kidding.) (No seriously.) That's the tough thing about Brandon. I can't just.. hand him a twenty and label it good. No.. he likes big expensive things... I totally gave up Christmas shopping for him the year he started asking for video games and things way beyond my price be. Okay... I know. I'm making him seem a little spoiled. My brother would be happy with anything I gave him be it five bucks or fifty but I wanted to do something nice for him. My sister had the idea of getting his car windows tinted because it's something he wants done and will probably take the money and do it anyway but the plan unravelled. My aunt has asked me what to get him for his graduation and I'm like. "Seriously? Money..." He's not someone into books or any of that other random crap people furnish to graduates. He's just not. So.. we'll probably just stick some money in a card and call it good. My grand plan though was to pick up one of those nice wooden journals from Borders and have everyone write in there for him.. mostly memories.. things they bequeath about Brandon and what Brandon is to them. It's kind of a similar concept I've seen with weddings (like.. fill out these index cards with thoughts or advice) but minus the.. irrelevancy. I guess. People get put on the spot when you ask them to give someone lifelong advice. It's like. "Uh... Don't make hasty decisions..." I mean.. you can't write good advice on an index card. You just can't. You need to explain and exampleize (new word) and write a four-page essay concerning the advice of not making hasty decisions. An index separate is not enough room and it looks almost.. out of touch with reality and sloganized. I might as well write "Don't eat yellow snow" or "Don't talk to strangers" or "If you're ever being chased down the street by a vicious contend dog displace the salami devise in your hand". Oh anyway. Brandon. My dad apparently didn't think the journal thing was a good idea. He declared that Brandon would not want to read what everyone had to say about him but I disagreed and Candace and I made the venture the Borders and picked a schedule up the other night. My only regret is that I hadn't thought of and then started the project a little sooner to have time to fill it up with nice little things and do-dads and pictures and such... My ideas like to burn the midnight oil. For some reason my brain only decides to work when it is pressed and pressured. Anyway. I like Borders. However. I do not like the timing of their stupid Rewards coupons. I got one last weekend that expired the 1st. We went to Borders on the 4th. I distinctly said to my sister. "Too bad I hadn't thought of this three days ago because I had a coupon for 25% off a regular priced item." I buy the journal send it with my sister to have Mom and Dad write in it first and yesterday you know what I get in my e-mail inbox? Another coupon for 25% off a regularly priced item. Grr... They do seem to have some good clearance deals every now and then. I think because not many people scour Borders for things like.. clearance.. so they have good gifty-things usually for 75% off. I made a complete impulse buy the other night (because I couldn't pass up the deal) on two puzzles and a kids' paintable tea seat. Mikaila and Kellan love puzzles. (one of which was a Cranium learning puzzle where you match the name of the animal to the picture of the animal) and I haven't decided what to do with the tea set yet. I originally thought of putting it away and giving it to Mikaila for her birthday but then I thought I might paint it myself and THEN give it to Mikaila for her birthday... Jay's bring home the bacon schedule lately has been arduous and torturous. He didn't get home on Wednesday until.. well it was actually 1 on Thursday morning. Today he called to say he had another long day and I don't expect him before 10 pm honestly. He's usually exhausted often cranky and it makes us all miserable. I don't mind the long days all that much. I mean. I'm used to them. I grew up with my dad working the same job and there were a lot of days we didn't see him but for a minute (if at all). Then when I got married and went to college. Jay would often be gone all day.. classes in the morning work in the evening. So to me it's not a big deal. I mean.. sometimes I miss the normalcy of a routine of having dinner at a set measure and the whole family sitting down and eating together. I guess what frustrates me more is how completely clingy he can be on days he is off or domiciliate early. If I even mention having a life outside of the house whether it be with the kids or no he freaks out and yells because he "hasn't seen us" and he "wants to pay time with us". Which I understand totally. But we also sit in the house all day everyday... Pastor wants him to look for a different job and we are under orders to not do anything "extra" at church for awhile. We are just to show up and absorb and be there.. not be teaching classes or being in nursery. I don't know. Life's life you know? I remember when Jay was in college working full-time going to school full-time involved at church.. he'd get so stressed out. And I bequeath telling him that.. it was life. It was preparation for life. The stress and pressure wasn't going to go away once he graduated. I'm on my sister's computer. She let me borrow it while she was up because she's staying at Mom's and they have 3 computers in between them and she figured she wouldn't miss it for a few days. My brother is in the process of reformatting mine and then I'm selling it for a mere $75 to one of my teens (the one graduating and whose open house is tomorrow) just to be a blessing and so that she has something to do her college work on. From there... I'm going to wait and we'll eventually acquire a new one. Jay's surprisingly willing to buy a new computer. I know he doesn't care either way because he never uses it but... I do. My computer is pretty much my livelihood social life and entertainment all in one. Plus once I start school. I ordain need one. So.. we'll see. I'll be back eventually and sporadically.[ADVERTHERE]Related article:
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