March 6, 2012

• Today...

  ...I decided to make something different for breakfast...baked oatmeal. I was convinced my kids would LOVE it. I even put chocolate chips in it. The baked oatmeal episode ended with Derrick in tears cuz he hated it so much, I had to force Nicole to eat a minimum number of bites and Kendall was the only one who wanted a second helping. Guess what I will be having for breakfast for the next 4 days?

  ...I told myself "Audrey!! If you keep eating the way you have been the last 2 weeks, you will soon be wearing only maxi dresses and high waisted shirts. You have GOT to get a grip on yourself."

  ...I read a stupid book about some stupid Barbie princesses to Nicole while we waited for Derrick to be done with his guitar lesson. I think it was called "Barbie and the 3 Musketeers." Let's just say this...if that kind of writing is all it takes to be an author of children's books, I just found myself a new career.

  ...I decided that Derrick is old enough to learn to do laundry. So I started teaching him. And yeah, maybe I got a little defensive when he asked why we need to sort the clothing. Because, honestly, I don't have a very logical argument and that bothers me.

  ...I made taco salad for supper. Which was a MUCH bigger hit than the baked oatmeal, Thank God! Jeremy wanted to play a song for us during supper (he had heard it today...Casting Crowns song called "Jesus, Friend of Sinners" and he really liked it) so Nikki had to sign to me her opinion of the supper. Which was 2 thumbs way up!

  ...I called Jeremy when I left work and told him that my boss just gave me a "WTF?? Are you joking?" kind of raise. Because, while I am not ungrateful for it, the smallness of the raise made it seem like it would have been a better deal if he had given me a couple of big bowls of popcorn or a t-shirt that said "Will work for food".

  ...I thought that if I hear one more fighting sound coming from my kids I was going to literally choke someone. Or at least fantasize about it in my head. Literally.

  ...I let Nikki wrap her own gift (mostly) for her cousin's birthday party tomorrow. She used an ungodly amount of tape and then Kendall came and tattled that "Nikki was wasting too much tape" to which I said "I don't care." So...If you want to see a gift-wrapped disaster, come on over. Thankfully, the paper just gets thrown away. At least that's the way I figure. And then I let her brother help her with her card, which turned out quite a bit better.

  ...My challenge in the Joy Dare was to think of one gift bent, one gift broken, and one gift beautiful. Here is my record of that: Bent -- Candy Canes Broken -- The necklace I am wearing today, which was made from a broken china plate. Beautiful -- The variety and color and love in my world because of my friends.

  ...I did so much work at my job that I amazed even myself. And then I thought "Wow! This is how hard some office managers have to work every day!!" Dang! Hats off to them.

  ...I sat down in our recliner, with the peeling (must have been fake) leather at the end of the day and thought "I am so weary" and "I wish I could push a magic button and make the kids be all tucked in and asleep." I also thought "For ONCE I am going to let Jeremy be the one to suggest bedtime and get is started!!" The story is not yet finished on that one...because at some point I may have to give in and mention how late it is getting and "Honey, did you remember that the kids have school tomorrow??"

  ...I decided that if I would spend less time analyzing and trying to figure things out...maybe I wouldn't miss so many of the little things in my life. A distracted mind feels like second nature to me, and some days I really don't like that. When you find yourself analyzing why you do so much analyzing, you know that you are in a downward spiral.

  ...After supper, I stood in the kitchen and played "Words with Friends" while Derrick said "This is why I don't like the I-pad and the I-phone. Look at Mom and Dad. Both playing on their electronics." This coming from the boy who had JUST finished playing X-box for at least a 1/2 hour. It was hard to take him real serious. And then I reminded him of who the parents are in this family.

  ...I stopped at the Family Dollar on the way to guitar lessons and bought those packs of cracker sticks and cheese for a snack for the kids. And some fig newtons. And some peeps. Because I have been hungry for Peeps for over a week now and it seemed high time to take care of that craving.

  ...Kendall yelled at me and then said that he was grouchy because he "had a bad day." That is his latest "go to excuse" because recently he came home grouchy one day and later he said "I just had a bad day" and I was sympathetic. Now, he assumes the fact that he "had a bad day" will cover a multitude of sins. I explained to him that having a bad is not an excuse to be disobedient, disrespectful, or unkind. But that yes, I am sorry he had a bad day and I will be happy to listen to him talk about it.

  ...The boys were shooting their little foam dart gun in the house and as one of them aimed at me, the other one said "Well, it shouldn't be hard to hit her. She's got SUCH a big butt." Refer back to paragraph #2.

  ...I sat across the living room from my husband and we smiled and winked at each other...for no reason. I love that about us!

  Goodnight, ya'll.

  • 9:21 pm
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