Alyx had a little friend spend the night Saturday night. She loves her sleepovers. Anyway, at some point this little girl mentioned that she didn't have anywhere to live. Turns out, Dad has no money and can't afford the trailer payment. Mom is disabled and has six kids. They lose their trailer on Feb. 15.
Chris and I have always accepted anyone into our home. We may not have a lot but we have a roof and love and let's face it - it's enough. We have had several different kids live with us at different times for different reasons - never this young. Poor thing is ten.
So, I called the mom tonite. I told her that I have been in her shoes. I was 'homeless' and someone found me a place to live and helped me out. I would only be returning the favor. She was crying and so grateful. I can't imagine. How does a mom decide what is best for her children versus her needs as a mom? I was lucky. Someone helped me. I was trying to do the same. She thanked me a million times and told me that she would call me next week.
Poor thing doesn't know which way is up. I hope she makes the best decisions for her children and herself.
Monday, January 30, 2012
Wednesday, January 25, 2012
How unceremonial...
I noticed today that there was an interoffice envelope in my mailbox at work. Now, I am pretty much paper free so an actual mail item is unusual. Not only is it an interoffice mail envelope but a very well used one. Normally, not a big deal - that's the green way. Until I looked inside...
Yes, it was my LOMA associate certificate! What??? I have studied how long and they just stick it in a damn nasty envelope? Geesh. Bastards.
Now, I need to get it framed!
No, I didn't keep the stupid envelope.
Yes, it was my LOMA associate certificate! What??? I have studied how long and they just stick it in a damn nasty envelope? Geesh. Bastards.
Now, I need to get it framed!
No, I didn't keep the stupid envelope.
Monday, January 23, 2012
Basketball crazy weekend...

Kiel had this out on his Facebook page - I stole it... Kind of cool. I cannot wait until next season when he can finally play again...
Riley's bball season started. They won 26-12. She had 6 points. I was loud and embarrassing as usual. I wish she would be more aggressive. She is the tallest kid out there and solid - she could move some girls!!!
Chris took the girls to a gymnastics meet at ISU on Saturday. Alyx gets sick of ball - so it was nice he did a somewhat girly thing with her!
Thursday, January 19, 2012
Let's talk Paula
A friend of mine and I were talking about the whole Paula Deen - diabetes thing. This is my viewpoint - and sorry if you don't feel the same way I do.
Paula is from the South. Guess what - we like butter - we like sugar - we like all sorts of stuff that isn't good for you but wow, it tastes good. At some point, we all have to make a decision - do we want to be happy or do we want to restrict ourselves from something that we truly enjoy?
I have picked the happy choice. No, I will never be some centerfold. No, I will never be the same size as I was when I was young. But you know what - I am happy. My husband loves me. I love food. I love that my husband is one of the best cooks that I know. And I do not plan on missing one single morsel of it.
I think that Paula is the same way. We like good food. We try very hard to eat in moderation. And I bet if her health took a turn for the worse - then hard choices would have to be made.
I don't want her to change her show - it's a show. What she does on her own time - I could care less. She's not a role model - she a cook. It's her style. And I love it.
Paula is from the South. Guess what - we like butter - we like sugar - we like all sorts of stuff that isn't good for you but wow, it tastes good. At some point, we all have to make a decision - do we want to be happy or do we want to restrict ourselves from something that we truly enjoy?
I have picked the happy choice. No, I will never be some centerfold. No, I will never be the same size as I was when I was young. But you know what - I am happy. My husband loves me. I love food. I love that my husband is one of the best cooks that I know. And I do not plan on missing one single morsel of it.
I think that Paula is the same way. We like good food. We try very hard to eat in moderation. And I bet if her health took a turn for the worse - then hard choices would have to be made.
I don't want her to change her show - it's a show. What she does on her own time - I could care less. She's not a role model - she a cook. It's her style. And I love it.
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