Pointless Ramblings

Warning-

The content of this blog can cause extreme tiredness and might

put you to sleep exactly where you are at.

Do not read while operating heavy machinery or holding a baby.

I love rambling posts cause you can be as scattered as you want. You don't have to write in paragraphs. You don't have to have a beginning, climax, and an ending.

Oh wait, is that the format for a movie? I don't know. I was never very good in school.

I think I could have been but I never really focused. I was always going to be an actress.

Yeah, that was a joke.
I didn't think about college cause I was going to move to Los Angeles.

I'm also a horrible test taker.

Oh goodness. I remember my math teacher in 11th or 12th grade would help me after school and sometimes during lunch and she knew I KNEW the work but as soon as she handed me a test I would fail it.

I have been dealing with a lot of failing issues.

Nothing that I want to get into right now. Speaking of failure...I only lasted 4 days without Facebook. And it wasn't that big of a deal. I did miss some of the girls, but for the most part I had so much more free time. Except the first day.

The first day I was on my phone responding to a zillion texts as to why I took down my FB. Ok, a zillion might be a tad exaggerated.

Anyhow, I logged back on because I had called my long time friend to check on her and see if she had her baby and got the answering machine.

I just had a feeling so I rushed to the computer and sure enough just the day before she had her baby.  BTW, please say a little prayer for her baby, he is in the NICU with low blood sugar.

Amazing how amazing kids are and how at the same time how difficult.

My kids were TERRORS yesterday. I mean it was

a day from HELL. Thankfully I don't have those days very often.

In fact, probably just once a month or so I will call J.R. in tears and beg him

to come home.

This morning they are peaches. They are playing together..telling me how beautiful my

bead head is and Jax is telling me  how cute my PJ's are.

I'm worried about that kid.  Kidding. He is different that's for sure

and I love him so much for that.

Drum roll please.....we are now big kids and have our own health insurance!

Such a huge sigh of relief.

So we knew when the baby was born that he would have hearing problems, ear problems, or could even be deaf. I think his hearing is just fine. At least in one ear, but the Dr's are worried

that he has fluid backed up in his left ear (his cleft side) and will need tubes put in.

No biggie. Tubes? Please. Tubes are nothing compared to what we

have been through as a family in the past 7 years.

Anyhow, today....we get to take him into the Doctor. I am so excited

to get a final answer and help my boy.

I get to go shopping today. Alone. By myself. *yeah, I know that's the definition of alone just wanted

to really stress ALONE* Thank you MIL for the gift card. I think after the mall tonight I'm gonna

go sit in the park and just sit.

Be alone. Look at the stars. If I can see them

I guess there was something called like a Hooobooo last night? I don't know if

that was the right word or not. To me it was a massive dust storm mixed

with rain. It was super humid. I loved it. Besides the frizzy hair.

Oh gosh, I forgot about the frizzy hair. Uggh. Maybe I wont go to NC in the fall.

Ahh, I love North Carolina. My heart is there.

I have been floating on cloud 9 for the past 24 hours after talking to a friend. She encouraged me, let me cry in her ear (we were on the phone) and told me she would

be praying for me. Ahh prayer. I need lots of it. I haven't opened my Bible in 3 years.

I don't know what has happened to my faith lately. I guess I shouldn't say faith. I still have faith.

Somewhat. I don't know. Things have been different and I'm working on

getting my life back. I don't want to give myself a pity

or use lame excuses, but ever since my sister passed life has just been...

DIFFERENT.

My heart, my head...everything changed. I'm working on getting it back to before.

OK, enough about that...time to move on.

Oh my gosh, are you really still reading? This is like the most boring

lame, no point blog
EVER!

Now I cant think of anything to write cause I keep thinking how horribly long

and pointless this has been. So with that I'm gonna say goodbye.

Happy Tuesday!

A theif in our house

You know those old home shows where they find stuff hidden in the walls a hundred years later and it is such a great surprise? Well, if you  live in my home 100 years from now and you knock down our bedroom wall you are bound to find countless treasures.

Over the past week I have noticed little things go missing. I blame it on my inability to stay organized. Little things like lip gloss, makeup brushes, earrings and toothbrushes. It has been driving me crazy. I hate losing things. I feel like its money going down the drain. Well in a sense it is.

I'm sitting at the computer doing our banking (NOT ON FACEBOOK..day 2 thank you very much) and I hear a CLUNK.

I turn around to see my baby standing by the door with a I'M NOT DOING ANYTHING WRONG smirk on his face.

I go back to the computer and hear it again. Well before the second CLUNK I noticed my precious April Fools baby had my favorite (and expensive) makeup brush in his hand. I didn't take it away because I am focused on banking and bills and if that's what keeps him happy for 5 min then so be it.

I look at the wall. There has been a hole in our wall from the door getting slammed. It is the size of the doorknob, but I have learned it is the perfect spot for my 1 year old to stash all my great little treasures in my room.

What am I gonna do? Knock the wall down? Nahhh, I guess I will leave them for people in the next century!