Showing posts with label scared. Show all posts
Showing posts with label scared. Show all posts

Wednesday, November 5, 2008

I Refuse

Today I refuse to have a pity party. So I'm going to do what I know I need to do.



  1. Keep saving money.
  2. Focus on my family.
  3. Buy another gun, before I can't.
  4. Determine what is a need and a want.
  5. Make sure our kids know how to work.
  6. Figure out a way to convince my husband to come home from Japan.
Layne, if you are reading this, see what I made for you. You love cake.

By the way, Banana-Sour Cream Cake, easy, pretty, & yummy.

Or maybe if the cake doesn't tempt you back to the good ol' USA....maybe these guys will.

Only kidding! Can't wait for you to get home Friday. We miss you!

Monday, July 7, 2008

Growing Pains

Do you remember wanting something but the fear of doing or getting it was just too much? Mine was getting my ears pierced. I wanted to get earrings so badly, and yet, the fear of pain was too much for me to do it. I remember my dad and I in the mall one night before Christmas and he was all ready to take me to get them done. I still chickened out.

Well, something similar is going on in our house right now. We have four bedrooms, but up till now only three have been used regularly. The one in the basement has always been used for a toy room/guest bedroom. Todd declared that he was sick of the messes that Mitch & Justin make in the boys room and that as soon as Grandpa & Grandma left from their visit he was moving down to that room. And he did. His dresser is down there. His PlayStation thing (and all the crap that goes with it) is down there. All his stuff is down there.

And this is how we find him each night when we check on the kids before we go to bed....


I'm sure they ask (and maybe beg) him to let them sleep down there, but I have never heard him say no or complain. I've also heard him announce that he was getting ready to go down to bed. Almost like a call to anyone interested to join him. I shouldn't get a kick out of this, but he was so 'out of there' that it makes me giggle.
I remember when Toby moved to the basement in out house when we were little. I slept down there in the bottom bunk quite a bit myself. So it is a normal concern/fear, I'm sure.
We all have fears, but we grow up, mature, and get over them. My ears have been pierced for years now and since then I've done several things that hurt MUCH worse. So, till Todd gets over this fear I think we'll just let the boys stick together. And yes, his room is always clean.