I'm just sitting here on a Saturday morning listening to my nieghbors arguing with someone while this person is banging on the door yelling at them from the other side.
Fun times in the hood I tell ya.
I call this the hood, it really isn't in THE HOOD per say, however, it feels like it most days. We had so many things happen in our neighborhood lately, and last year they managed to clean up the riff raff however, they found their way back this past spring. *sigh*
I'm heading out to get my hair cut in a little bit. After this whole lice fiasco, I do NOT want to have to deal with the drama of too much hair ever again. It's just hair, it will grow back again some day, BUT not that I will really want it to be the length it has been for the past four years or so. It was long, down to the middle of my back long and when the rancid takeover of our heads began three weeks ago, I chopped most of my locks off along with my daughter's. We both had shoulder length bob cuts. Best I could do without a hairstylist's certificate to my name.
I am kind of excited about the new do. Hopefully I will still look like a woman with short hair. I never liked short hair on me. My mom always has but I don't recall many children liking what their parents told them was good. For instance, my mom absolutely adored this guy who was a friend of mine. I would never date him specifically for that reason. I would find something that I didn't like and then somehow, some way, I would not give in to my random feelings of more than friendship for this guy.
Now he's married and has a really really good job and a nice house and the perfect family. Yay him I say.
I'm not going to be dating for a long time it looks like. I had a guy I met on that dating website, he was funny, very optimistic and just seemed like someone I could date eventually. We'd never met in person, had been talking a little over a month I believe, and he was fine with waiting until I was comfortable with meeting him some day. However, this stupid bug thing ruined that for me. I finally told him that although I enjoyed his conversation, that I'd understand if he never spoke to me again.
My inbox is still empty.
Because I just had a complete meltdown in my email to him. After serious thought I remembered this quote, "If you cannot handle me at my worst, you sure as hell don't deserve me at my best."
So that eased my mind a bit after I didn't hear from him. I'm sure there is someone out there for me, just wasn't him.
Not like I have time to date anyone anyway. Too much going on in my life right now. No guy has the patience for all this crap. And if a guy did, I'd marry him in a heartbeat and make the guy the happiest man on the planet for putting up with my tears, worries and frustrations.
Oh well, there are more fish floating around the sea of life here...somewhere....I'm sure. *shrugs*
Not a priority.
Right now my priorities are:
1. God
2. My kids
3. My job
4. Catching up on all the bills I am behind on because of the lost days of work due to "Head Infestations of 2014".
5. Finally being able to join the women's bible study at church and not pushing people away when they try to hug me.
The church folk where I belong are very huggy. I am not complaining, it's just that when you have had a head full of bugs the last thing you want to do is share them with a new found friend.
Are you scratching your head too?? You don't know how many people(a limited few I might add) who knew of my situation would be talking to me and were scratching their heads. At least they were cracking up about it and not treating me like I had cooties.
*shivers*
So glad to be done with this crap.
Good riddance I say.
Well, that's all I've got for now. Just want to enjoy my weekend. Been a few weeks since I've been able to do that. I can't wait to get some normalcy back in our lives again.
Have a great weekend.
I'll try and get back again this weekend if I can.
Saturday, June 28, 2014
Thursday, June 19, 2014
HE Is There
This is probably going to be one of my quickest posts in my blogging history.
I have about ten minutes or so to get this out there, so let's see where this goes.
My post today is about the one being in my life who has gotten me through my worst days, even when I didn't know he was there....
GOD
Don't fall off your chairs now.
Those of you who know me via my blog here, know how angry and against God I was for the longest time; a very long, long time. But he is there. Little did I know this, but he is there.
Like a child who throws a temper tantrum and sent to her room without dessert, I was so rebellious and angry that I did everything I could to NOT believe that God was there.
Then the turmoil of last week hit.
And a friend of mine from work for the past few weeks has been talking to me about her church. And what did it for me finally was in the midst of combing out my daughter's hair and in my deepest darkest angered moment I said to my daughter, "See, how could there be a God? What God would do this to us?" My daughter, in her tiny 9 year old voice says to me, "Mommy, Susie(not her real name) at school said that's the devil." I looked at her and rolled my eyes. I did, I rolled my eyes.
But then she said it to me again when we were talking about all this later in the evening. God spoke to me through my daughter and her friend.
So I listened.
Every child has to be punished, or given a wake up call of some magnitude....hit rock bottom I suppose. My rock bottom wake up call was the infestation of massive proportions and the drama that unfolded because of it last week. My boys were fighting non-stop. My life was so overwhelmed with problems that I couldn't see straight.
Then I said one night, when I was alone combing out my hair of those smarmy little things, I said, "God, please help me. I am so sorry, please God help me get rid of this. Protect my kids and me and help me please."
I was sobbing profusely in my bathroom.
The next morning I went to church. I was so excited to be going with that friend of mine. I still felt like a leper with the critters in my head, but God would protect those around me. As it turned out, my friend and I found a seat, in the front of the church with many chairs empty around us. So all were protected. I prayed and I held back the tears that welled up in me from so much exhaustion as I listened to the music and the sermon.
Then, we headed to lunch my friend and I. After lunch I went home and did my usual routine....cleaning laundry, doing dishes, vacuuming and combing out my hair. As I was combing it out, all of a sudden I hear a crack of wood and then BAM! my chair falls onto the bathroom floor. "Really? Really??!!!" I was so upset again. I went to put a hair tie in my hair and the damn thing snapped.
Brand new hair tie.
Snapped!
Why???!!!
I hit a dark spot in my life. I was at an all time low. Thoughts were swirling around in my head, that surely were the devil....I felt like my life had no meaning or purpose anymore; I was single with 3 kids left at home, broke as could be, and had a head full of evil nasty bugs that would not leave me alone. Why oh why do I even bother anymore??
I hit a dark spot in my life. I was at an all time low. Thoughts were swirling around in my head, that surely were the devil....I felt like my life had no meaning or purpose anymore; I was single with 3 kids left at home, broke as could be, and had a head full of evil nasty bugs that would not leave me alone. Why oh why do I even bother anymore??
I went out on the porch and this neighbor of mine, about 25 or so, lives downstairs and was outside. He saw me, asked how I was and I said I had a shitty day. Told him why. Told him what happened and said, "And the ironic thing is, I went to church today. First time in 2 years that I went." He told me, in no uncertain terms, "That's the devil. He knows your heart and so does God. Have faith, your kids will be fine, you will be fine, just hang in there."
I felt so much better.
Like someone upstairs(God) was watching over me. He spoke to me through that young man.
So now I'm still standing. Trying not to worry, because all worry does is stress one out. I'm listening to some very good preachers speak the word of God and I'm here to say that God does speak to you if you just stop and listen.
Funny thing...I saw a license plate at the pharmacy the other day that said "his plan". Talk about a sign of heavenly proportions.
It is God's plan.
It's all in his hands and I just have to be patient.
As my boss told me, praying to God and knowing God doesn't make it easier, and that is so true. But you give it all to him, and he will take care of the rest.
This has been a little longer than ten minutes writing. But it feels good to share it. And I have some spare time, just tried to give myself a bit of time before I had to leave to blog here.
Sharing this video of this man who I saw on TBN last night as I was going to bed. He's hilarious. And although this isn't the segment that was on last night, this is a good one. Hope you get as much laughter as I did listening to him speak.
He is a Godly comedian who gets the bible across in a hilarious way.
Have a good day!
He is a Godly comedian who gets the bible across in a hilarious way.
Have a good day!
Wednesday, June 18, 2014
Itch, Itch, Scratch, Scratch....
I've been gone for a bit here.
Life has been happening around me these days.
Drama soon followed.
It's been "fun". (attach sarcasm to that comment please)
I originally took my blog down to "pretty it up" a bit, make a few changes, add some gadgets and what not. However, last week the horror of all horrors when one has grade school children hit with a vengeance and is still tormenting us to this day.
Head Lice.
Yep, that's right. Those smarmy little bastards, pardon my french, but they are just that. They have invaded our heads and our home. I will never visit another movie theater again, because I do believe that is where this suckers came from.
Let me give you the background on this. About two weeks ago, my daughter and I were itching furiously on a Sunday after a football game. I had just assumed the sun had burnt us badly on top of our heads and didn't even think to check for the critters. We went a whole week of not checking, until the following week my ex informed me by Wednesday that the boys had been scratching too.
Great.
So my daughter proceeds to tell me last Friday she saw a bug in her head. She tried pulling it out. I thought it was dry skin. I went to Wally World and picked up four kits because as any mother can tell you, despite all denial of "this can't be head lice", deep down inside you know the real deal when your kid is pulling dry skin(er, umm lice) from her head.
Then began the treatments. It has been one hell-ridden week of laundering sheets, pillows, comforters, vacuuming couches and floors and organizing. I'll tell you right now, if you ever want to get motivated to REALLY organize your home, this will do it for you. I guarantee that. I stayed up until 2:30 that first night, combing all four of our heads after the shampoo treatments. I was crying. I couldn't believe we got this. Where? How?? Why us? Lice thrive on clean hair, damn you daily showers and personal hygiene!
So one day of work missed.
Monday rolls along and still some bugs. My daughter still has live bugs so I take her to the pediatrician. She can't find anything and said that they were probably dying, clears her for school. Boys are cleared and we head to the office as we were late. Get to school, the nurse gives the boys a green light, my daughter on the other hand apparently still had nits.
Lovely.
How'd the doc with a PhD miss that one? I was not happy.
Again, Monday night same deal as the night before. Laundering pillows, vacuuming, checking heads with the combs, long night ahead and finally in bed by the time I do my head at 2:45.
Two days and barely six hours of sleep total.
Tuesday and Wednesday are still the same deal pretty much. Wednesday I made an appointment so I could get my head checked and cleared and go back to work. I got a complete physical while I was at it too. Another story for another time there, things were found, worry set in. I'll talk about that another day, but right now it's these critters....
So I am excited to be able to go back to work. So far I have one day(Friday) to my name on my paycheck. I'm sick to my stomach because I have now lost 4 days on my check. How am I going to pay my bills? Right now I am still not thinking about that. I can't think about that, I wake up in the wee hours of the morning thinking about that. I have near panic attacks thinking about that.
Seriously.
Thursday rolls in and during Friday evening's comb through a live one was found on my youngest twin's head. I didn't even realize it was live. I had combed through, set the comb on the counter and went to boil the water for the combs and my son yells, "Mom it's moving!" Panic set in yet again and I run to the bathroom and my eyes which can barely see to begin with are straining to see the bug in the comb. Sure as hell, they were moving.
Damn bug. I rinse it in hot scalding water burning both my fingers and the bug as it went down the drain. I continued to comb through my son and the following morning a visit to the pediatrician came to order.
Another day of work, missed.
Took both boys, just to make sure. Oldest was cleared as was my youngest. I don't understand because it was ALIVE. I saw it! With my 44-yr old eyes I saw it move and my son, with his 10-yr old eyes saw it as well.
It's now 10 days after and I am still combing heads and got a break for a few days with them visiting dad this week, but I'm not taking any chances. Better to be safe than sorry. I will probably be nit-combing them til they graduate high school.
This is not fun.
I wouldn't wish this on my worst enemy.
I'm not sure if I'm bug free. Friend at work thoroughly checked my scalp. Said I did a good job considering I did it solo. I told her it was me and God in that bathroom. Had to be, because there is no way I did this alone.
Just trying to figure out my house stuff now. Organizing and doing normal cleaning I would have done had this little **(&($_# 'S had not invaded our heads and homes.
Insanity.
Also had some medical tests done. Haven't seen a doc in 9 years. I'm afraid of what may come from her mouth next Wednesday when I go in for a follow up visit for the results.
I have to have "the girls" scanned...you know that lovely chest x-ray every woman loves having yearly. Never had one. Think I'll ask my neighbor to run my boobs over with his truck just to get a feel for what it will be like. Maybe desensitize the girls a little so they won't hurt in that machine so much.
Oh well.
Whatever happens, happens. Scared of a lot of things, being evicted, losing my electricity, what the tests may share, losing my mind, not paying my bills on time and ... lice...in no particular order do I fear these things.
So that is what is going on here.
Sorry no new gadgets. I have no time for gadgets. I barely had time to find the new background.
Anyway....I'm here.
Buried under housework, and thankfully no longer bugs. *knock wood*
I went to church with a friend of mine. We'll see how this goes. Would love to believe in God, actually, I do believe in him, because without him and me calling him every five seconds after every comb through, I would not have survived this apocalyptic event in my life.
Ugh.
Will be back later. Maybe days or weeks later.
But I'll be back.
More to come....good things I hope.
Life has been happening around me these days.
Drama soon followed.
It's been "fun". (attach sarcasm to that comment please)
I originally took my blog down to "pretty it up" a bit, make a few changes, add some gadgets and what not. However, last week the horror of all horrors when one has grade school children hit with a vengeance and is still tormenting us to this day.
Head Lice.
Yep, that's right. Those smarmy little bastards, pardon my french, but they are just that. They have invaded our heads and our home. I will never visit another movie theater again, because I do believe that is where this suckers came from.
Let me give you the background on this. About two weeks ago, my daughter and I were itching furiously on a Sunday after a football game. I had just assumed the sun had burnt us badly on top of our heads and didn't even think to check for the critters. We went a whole week of not checking, until the following week my ex informed me by Wednesday that the boys had been scratching too.
Great.
So my daughter proceeds to tell me last Friday she saw a bug in her head. She tried pulling it out. I thought it was dry skin. I went to Wally World and picked up four kits because as any mother can tell you, despite all denial of "this can't be head lice", deep down inside you know the real deal when your kid is pulling dry skin(er, umm lice) from her head.
Then began the treatments. It has been one hell-ridden week of laundering sheets, pillows, comforters, vacuuming couches and floors and organizing. I'll tell you right now, if you ever want to get motivated to REALLY organize your home, this will do it for you. I guarantee that. I stayed up until 2:30 that first night, combing all four of our heads after the shampoo treatments. I was crying. I couldn't believe we got this. Where? How?? Why us? Lice thrive on clean hair, damn you daily showers and personal hygiene!
So one day of work missed.
Monday rolls along and still some bugs. My daughter still has live bugs so I take her to the pediatrician. She can't find anything and said that they were probably dying, clears her for school. Boys are cleared and we head to the office as we were late. Get to school, the nurse gives the boys a green light, my daughter on the other hand apparently still had nits.
Lovely.
How'd the doc with a PhD miss that one? I was not happy.
Again, Monday night same deal as the night before. Laundering pillows, vacuuming, checking heads with the combs, long night ahead and finally in bed by the time I do my head at 2:45.
Two days and barely six hours of sleep total.
Tuesday and Wednesday are still the same deal pretty much. Wednesday I made an appointment so I could get my head checked and cleared and go back to work. I got a complete physical while I was at it too. Another story for another time there, things were found, worry set in. I'll talk about that another day, but right now it's these critters....
So I am excited to be able to go back to work. So far I have one day(Friday) to my name on my paycheck. I'm sick to my stomach because I have now lost 4 days on my check. How am I going to pay my bills? Right now I am still not thinking about that. I can't think about that, I wake up in the wee hours of the morning thinking about that. I have near panic attacks thinking about that.
Seriously.
Thursday rolls in and during Friday evening's comb through a live one was found on my youngest twin's head. I didn't even realize it was live. I had combed through, set the comb on the counter and went to boil the water for the combs and my son yells, "Mom it's moving!" Panic set in yet again and I run to the bathroom and my eyes which can barely see to begin with are straining to see the bug in the comb. Sure as hell, they were moving.
Damn bug. I rinse it in hot scalding water burning both my fingers and the bug as it went down the drain. I continued to comb through my son and the following morning a visit to the pediatrician came to order.
Another day of work, missed.
Took both boys, just to make sure. Oldest was cleared as was my youngest. I don't understand because it was ALIVE. I saw it! With my 44-yr old eyes I saw it move and my son, with his 10-yr old eyes saw it as well.
It's now 10 days after and I am still combing heads and got a break for a few days with them visiting dad this week, but I'm not taking any chances. Better to be safe than sorry. I will probably be nit-combing them til they graduate high school.
This is not fun.
I wouldn't wish this on my worst enemy.
I'm not sure if I'm bug free. Friend at work thoroughly checked my scalp. Said I did a good job considering I did it solo. I told her it was me and God in that bathroom. Had to be, because there is no way I did this alone.
Just trying to figure out my house stuff now. Organizing and doing normal cleaning I would have done had this little **(&($_# 'S had not invaded our heads and homes.
Insanity.
Also had some medical tests done. Haven't seen a doc in 9 years. I'm afraid of what may come from her mouth next Wednesday when I go in for a follow up visit for the results.
I have to have "the girls" scanned...you know that lovely chest x-ray every woman loves having yearly. Never had one. Think I'll ask my neighbor to run my boobs over with his truck just to get a feel for what it will be like. Maybe desensitize the girls a little so they won't hurt in that machine so much.
Oh well.
Whatever happens, happens. Scared of a lot of things, being evicted, losing my electricity, what the tests may share, losing my mind, not paying my bills on time and ... lice...in no particular order do I fear these things.
So that is what is going on here.
Sorry no new gadgets. I have no time for gadgets. I barely had time to find the new background.
Anyway....I'm here.
Buried under housework, and thankfully no longer bugs. *knock wood*
I went to church with a friend of mine. We'll see how this goes. Would love to believe in God, actually, I do believe in him, because without him and me calling him every five seconds after every comb through, I would not have survived this apocalyptic event in my life.
Ugh.
Will be back later. Maybe days or weeks later.
But I'll be back.
More to come....good things I hope.
Wednesday, June 4, 2014
Where Did the Time Go?
It's been a while since I've posted here.
Let me bring you up to date on what has transpired over the past couple of weeks.
My boys have been busy with their sports activities. That's been fun. I've managed to get burnt to a crisp while rooting them to victory. It's been fun.
Also, the online dating thing has been entertaining. I will say I only met one guy that was worth my time, at best he may turn out to be a nice friend. Not sure if or when we will meet. But he's definitely fun to talk to. Most of the men on this site just want hook ups. If I wanted hook ups I would have joined a site specifically geared towards that. I'm just looking for a good friend right now, and if something grows from the friendship, great. If not, well, at least I made a friend or will have humorous stories to tell my kids and grandkids some day.
I'm really looking forward to the weekend. I have been busy non-stop with completing a 20 hour course for my job, sending it in and waiting on the results so I can submit them to my boss, I have been dealing with some issues at my son's school which were finally resolved; had a problem with a classroom bully on the playground. Thankfully a teacher was present when the altercation happened so she knew my son didn't fight back or provoke this child's behavior. All I can say is, I'm glad the school took care of it. Because after my son had his lip split thanks to the impact from this bully's elbow in a game of basketball(unnecessary jab to his bottom lip) I had finally had enough when my son told me, "He's still bothering me. He keeps shoving his shoulder into my chest when he walks by me at school." I'm glad my son trusted me to take care of it, and didn't resort to violence. Good job son!
I've also a busy week at work, so much so that I'm utterly exhausted and cannot wait for the weekend to get here just to sleep in. Two more days....I can do this.
I had a crazy day at work. Two potty accidents within seconds of each other(the kids, not me ha ha), kids running around the room, I'm trying to finish an art project and it's like the gates of hell just opened up in there. Parents were coming in and at one point a parent said to me, "This is chaos."
Ya think?
Good thing ya pointed that out as I'm standing here, alone, changing your child because I would never have noticed all the kids circling around the toy shelf in the middle of the room or the mess still left at the table because I couldn't very well leave your child in soiled clothing while I cleaned it up.
Yeah, I need a weekend.
I get snarky when I don't get my sleep. I'm like a grumpy bear when I don't get my sleep. I don't like to be grumpy, so I must get some Z's this weekend. It's on my to do list.
Well, it's 11:00 already. I guess I should get going now. I sure hope I can write some sort of hilarious blog post this upcoming weekend(after all that sleep I get). But of course I probably won't have time to get on here, because it's my week with the kids starting this weekend. And we have plans. Lots of plans....fun plans. They come first so if you don't see me around this next week....no worries friends/readers/passers-by I will return.
Have a wonderful Thursday. I hope I can make it back here soon.
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Let me bring you up to date on what has transpired over the past couple of weeks.
My boys have been busy with their sports activities. That's been fun. I've managed to get burnt to a crisp while rooting them to victory. It's been fun.
Also, the online dating thing has been entertaining. I will say I only met one guy that was worth my time, at best he may turn out to be a nice friend. Not sure if or when we will meet. But he's definitely fun to talk to. Most of the men on this site just want hook ups. If I wanted hook ups I would have joined a site specifically geared towards that. I'm just looking for a good friend right now, and if something grows from the friendship, great. If not, well, at least I made a friend or will have humorous stories to tell my kids and grandkids some day.
I'm really looking forward to the weekend. I have been busy non-stop with completing a 20 hour course for my job, sending it in and waiting on the results so I can submit them to my boss, I have been dealing with some issues at my son's school which were finally resolved; had a problem with a classroom bully on the playground. Thankfully a teacher was present when the altercation happened so she knew my son didn't fight back or provoke this child's behavior. All I can say is, I'm glad the school took care of it. Because after my son had his lip split thanks to the impact from this bully's elbow in a game of basketball(unnecessary jab to his bottom lip) I had finally had enough when my son told me, "He's still bothering me. He keeps shoving his shoulder into my chest when he walks by me at school." I'm glad my son trusted me to take care of it, and didn't resort to violence. Good job son!
I've also a busy week at work, so much so that I'm utterly exhausted and cannot wait for the weekend to get here just to sleep in. Two more days....I can do this.
I had a crazy day at work. Two potty accidents within seconds of each other(the kids, not me ha ha), kids running around the room, I'm trying to finish an art project and it's like the gates of hell just opened up in there. Parents were coming in and at one point a parent said to me, "This is chaos."
Ya think?
Good thing ya pointed that out as I'm standing here, alone, changing your child because I would never have noticed all the kids circling around the toy shelf in the middle of the room or the mess still left at the table because I couldn't very well leave your child in soiled clothing while I cleaned it up.
Yeah, I need a weekend.
I get snarky when I don't get my sleep. I'm like a grumpy bear when I don't get my sleep. I don't like to be grumpy, so I must get some Z's this weekend. It's on my to do list.
Well, it's 11:00 already. I guess I should get going now. I sure hope I can write some sort of hilarious blog post this upcoming weekend(after all that sleep I get). But of course I probably won't have time to get on here, because it's my week with the kids starting this weekend. And we have plans. Lots of plans....fun plans. They come first so if you don't see me around this next week....no worries friends/readers/passers-by I will return.
Have a wonderful Thursday. I hope I can make it back here soon.
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