I Don't Get Paid Enough for This

I do believe I've gone too far above and beyond and I set an expectation that I no longer want to meet. I feel like I'm almost being taken advantage of. Taking time off? Why, certainly, send me endless emails of loose ends to tie up for you. Read your mind? OF COURSE! Can't manage to enter 1 receipt for reimbursement? Sure, I've got nothing else to do and I'd love to take care of that for you. I mean, that $35 might mean the difference on your next 2 week vacation at the beach house.

Inhale.........exhale....

Can't talk, I have to go send someone else's email....

Not Enough Rest

Proverbs 3:5 Trust in the Lord with all thine heart; and lean not unto thine own understanding.
Isaiah 41:13 For I the Lord thy God will hold thy right hand, saying unto thee, Fear not; I will help thee.
Matthew 11:28 Come unto me, all ye that labor and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest.

Some days are just hard. I know that not every day can be perfect, or even close but why can't I seem to string together more than one at a time? Seems like every good day is followed by a string of bad ones. Distance, anger, impatience. I get so tired of living in apprehension of what it will be like each day. God tells me there's got to be some reason for all of this. (Proverbs) He tells me I'm not fighting this battle alone(Isaiah) even though it often feels that way.

When I read that verse from Matthew I picture myself sitting with Him- my head on His shoulder, His arm around me just holding me, giving me rest. I think my problem is I'm getting back up too soon. I should sit with Him longer.

Its a Cold Front!

Its amazing how cool 76 degrees can feel after 100+ degree days for weeks on end, isn't it? What a relief! I know it will be in the 90's later and more humid as a result of the 'rain' but it was lovely this morning.

I left my house 10 minutes earlier this morning in an effort to get to work earlier to allow more time for reading my bible. And traffic was just as bad! I thought for sure it would be lighter. Did thousands of people move out to Kyle/Buda over the summer? Must be that new Walmart that got them all to move. Its real purdy!

We have a birthday party to attend this weekend. One of Rory's former classmates. I haven't told him yet since its all I'll hear about for the rest of the week if I do. I'll spring it on him the afternoon of. He'll be so excited! And, interestingly enough, I'm excited. We haven't seen anyone from his old school since he left and we used to see them all daily. It will be fun to see all his friends and I know they will have a ball. And I just realized that I need to find a gift.....

My Son is a Genius!

Maybe he's not a genius but so many people tell me how advanced he seems for his age(4) so I'm beginning to wonder. I don't have anything to compare him to so maybe I'm way out in left field. Most of the people who tell me this just adore him in general so maybe its a bias that all people have about the children in their lives?

Seriously, if this child is going to be that smart, he's going to run circles around us when it comes to homework. We'll be the ones in tutoring so we can help him! I'm already worried about all that math he'll have to learn. I barely got past Algebra! Math has never been my friend. I can't even balance my checkbook with a calculator. I still get it wrong.

He sat at the dinner table last night and 'perused' his new spiderman comic that came with the Sunday paper. He looked so cute and intellectual! I should have taken a picture but the camera was upstairs. The moment certainly would have passed had I gone for it. And I would have missed it. So I'll have to be satisfied with the one in my mind. Its times like this I wish I were a good artist- I'd draw it.

Of course, as soon as dinner was over, he was back to acting like a dog. Surely thats the sign of a genius!

Are You Ready for Some Football!?

I am! I love football. I love to listen to the sound of it in the background as I'm doing whatever else it is I am doing. It makes me think of the coming of fall, a crispy chill in the air, the holidays! My favorite teams: Pro would be the Cowboys and college is the Texas Tech Red Raiders(my alma mater).

My husband, on the other hand...not so much. He could care less actually. God really had fun with this marriage- he paired a sports loving woman with a man who could care less. I guess he figured somebody needed to get something done during football season! ;-)

I'm kidding- I get plenty done during football season. There is one TV upstairs and one down so regardless of where I am or what I'm doing, I can see or hear the action.

However- I really get into it and this sometimes results in the increased volume of my voice. And it drives the hubster nuts because he's usually out in the garage and he thinks Rory or I have been hurt.

Whats the point? I don't have one...

Thursday laugh

I got this in an email today and it made me laugh out loud.

I Don't Understand

I commute to work every day. Back and forth, everyday. Same roads, same time, same cars around me. Depending on the season, it takes me 30 minutes to an hour to get to work. During the school year, its an hour. During the summer, 30 minutes. Are there that many teachers? I don't understand why traffic TRIPLES(at least) during the school year. Around the schools, sure I can see it. Anyway, thats not the point here. Most of the roads I commute on are 2 lane roads. All of them need to have more lanes. So I'm pleased when they start working on making that happen. What I don't understand is why they waited to start until THE FIRST WEEK OF SCHOOL when the traffic TRIPLES(at least)! It makes absolutely zero sense and drives me bonkers.

Sell This House!

I watched part of this show on TV last night- I can't remember what channel. And they took these houses that wouldn't sell and made them so pretty so they'd sell.

I want them to come to my house and fix it all up but I don't want to sell it. I just want someone to fix it for me.

Is that the epitome of lazy or what?

It's all in the Hair

On a bit of a whim last week, I straightened my hair. You'd have thought I had gone from 5 ft tall to 6 ft tall! People reacted so passionately. In a good way, thank goodness, or I might have had to run to the bathroom and stick my head in the toilet to bring back my curls! Everyone tells me how different I look. Younger! Prettier! I walked out of my office at the end of the day on a total high!

So I did it again today. And I guess its not just the hair because I feel different when its straight. Sassier. More sophisticated. Its the straight me vs the curly me. Straight me feels the need to wear at least some make up. Curly me? Nope. Straight me: painted her toenails in the truck after she got to work this morning so they'd look decent. Curly me I am pretty certain wouldn't have noticed.

I've been discovered

And I feel so naked!

thats all.

I've even got comments! And nice ones at that!

oh, and welcome. :-)

Hide & Seek

Last night Matt and I played Hide & Seek with Rory. How FUN! I was 'it' first and of course had to pretend to have no idea where they were. Then Matt was 'it'. Of course, Rory hides in the SAME spot and tells Matt where he's hiding. Well, where we're hiding, since he told me to hide with him. So we hid in the corner covered by a Superman cape. And giggled! Rory said over and over 'he'll NEVER find us!'. He was having so much fun, and so was I. Matt finally gave up since he totally had NO idea where we were. Then it was Rory's turn. He told us where to hide so of course I hid there but Matt found his own spot. Rory was so perplexed! He did finally find him. fun, fun, fun! Its times like that I wish I had a camera in the house to just record life. I want to remember sitting in that corner with Rory giggling because there was NO WAY daddy would find us!

Serving God

I have an 'assignment' this week. I've got 2 cups. One is labeled 'Served God', the other 'Served Mel'. Each night I am to take a piece of paper and put it into the cup that accurately sums up my day. I was told a 75/25 day was okay to slip into the 'Served God' cup but anything less than that goes in to the 'Served Mel' cup. Having not gotten the assignment until almost bed time the first day, it was an automatic 'Served Mel' day. Yesterday I went with the same. But I guess I don't understand what serving God means. I mean, I know that I should do everything with Him in mind, keep Him at the fore front of my life, always staying aware that my life is in line with what He would have me do. But what if I don't spend any time sharing the gospel? What if I just go through my day, read my bible, am productive at work, don't gossip, say negative things, allow sinful thoughts or actions, be the best wife and mother I can be with God's help. Is that enough? Have I fulfilled at least 75%? Yesterday was a good day in that regard. I felt like I was 'good'. But I didn't feel like I purposely served Him. Have I sufficiently served him by simply caring for the things He has entrusted to me?

Longing

Every month I hope. I wait for the day and hope it will pass with nothing. Am I selfish to want another child when I've already been blessed with one and there are others who can't have even that? All I ever wanted was to have a family- be married and have children. children. not child. I adore my son and wouldn't change him for all the children in the world if that were a choice but I want him to have a family- brother, sister- so that he won't ever be alone. I didn't stop my husband from getting a vasectomy and its probably my biggest regret to date. I hold on to the hope that God can do anything- I mean, if he managed the immaculate conception, surely he can overcome a little snip! I'm currently 5 days late with other symptoms of a pregnancy which are also symptoms of an ovarian cyst.

A ray of light: reaching into the past to ask for forgiveness.

Rory told me this weekend that when he gets 'this big' (about the size of a pear, according to his hand extention) he will no longer have to hold my hand. :-( Please, don't remind me.