Desert Picket Fences - and other things that amuse me

The church we've recently started going to has a long driveway outlined with rocks that have been whitewashed (painted white)...I affectionately call the rocks desert picket fences. It gives the driveway an inviting look, and looks almost clean in the middle of a dirt yard...kind of funny to me.

Something that struck me funny the other day that I want to capture was my daughter's reference to a nylon bath scrub. I call them a "scrubby" -- she called it a "squashy" -- which is really what it feels like to a 7 yr. old when it's full of soap bubbles (she'll be 7 next Friday so I guess I shouldn't rush it...what is that 6 and 9/10th?).

Happy trails.

Tonsils and other things that start with "T"

Tonsils, Tea, Two, and Three...

It's 9:30 p.m. and I'm at the computer...which doesn't happen very often at home...since I'm at the computer all day long at work!

My little family is in the other room fascinated with an Xbox my husband inherited from his sister yesterday. My hubby, my 8 yr. old son, and my soon to be 7 yr. old daughter.

My daughter is having her tonsils out tomorrow morning. She was scheduled to check in at 8:30 a.m., but as I sat down to log on to the computer I saw that we had 2 voice mails...one from the dr. and one from the surgery center. They had a cancellation and her surgery has been moved up and she needs to check in at 7:30 a.m.! Good thing I saw that we had messages! So, she can't eat or drink after midnight. Our original plan was to wake her up around 1:30 a.m. and see if we could get her to drink or eat...but now we're just going to let both kids stay up as late as they want and let them eat if they get hungry.

I get up at 5 a.m. so tomorrow morning may be a little rough for me if I stay up much longer.

Gotta get back to the fam!

Pass a cup of sleep pleazzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz

Why am I soooooo very tired all of the time? I get up at 5 a.m., leave for work around 6:30 a.m. start work at 7 a.m., get off at 4 p.m., pick up the kids, go home, cook dinner, eat dinner, hang out with the family and somewhere in the middle of all that I start wanting to go to sleep...the bed is calling me...the pillow is calling me...my eyelids are closing...wait! I still have laundry to do! Wait! I still have piles and piles of clutter to deal with! Wait! I still need to say good night to the kids, say bedtime prayers! Wait! I still need to hang with my hubby for awhile...have some spouse time! It all goes waaaaaay too fast, and nothing ever seems to get completed as it "should" be, as in done right the first time with 110% effort (corporate talk ringing around in my head). I need a nap.

New Mom ~ Old Mom

It is what it is. I'm 47 now and became a mom for the first time at 39, and a second time at 40. I now have an 8 year old and an almost 7 year old (in 1 more month). Becoming a mom has been the most challenging and most rewarding experience I could've ever asked for. Here's to all the women out there who are of "advanced maternal age" but who know it's all new territory!