How's the weather where you are? It's COLD here. My area of the Southern US is under an ice storm warning. As I've mentioned before in a previous post, Southern people don't always do icy conditions well. I'm really hoping that, since we're on the very edge of the warning, that perhaps it will decide not to drop too much frozen precip on us. At the very least, maybe it will hold off until after Hubby has to leave to go to work. I mean, yeah, he'll have to drive *back home*, but at least it will be daylight by then. And WOOT...he actually got a whole half hour of overtime today!! I'm already making plans of how we can spend that whole $1.50. Heh.
So, as far as Bible reading goes, I've decided to re-read the book of John. My dad has always recommended the Book of John for those just starting out in their Bible experiences...and since it's been a shamefully long time since I've done any serious Bible reading, I thought this would be a good place to pick back up. I immediately remembered what I loved before about John--it's beautiful simplicity. I've needed some simplicity in my life...and it doesn't hurt to have a little bit of hope thrown in, too, every once in a while.
Anyway, I'll still be up for a while. I'll see if I can find anything else about which to write. :)
I don't like change. I never have. Hubby's job has decided that, since they need his training expertise, his shift for the next couple of weeks will be 2am-10:30am. Nifty! Please understand that I get down on my knees and thank God every single day that he still has a job...so the new shift is NOT the worst thing that could happen. It's just the "getting used to it" part. So, for the next couple of weeks, my computer time will officially move to the 8pm-12:30am slot. It makes no sense at all for me to attempt to lie down for an hour just to wake him up at 12:30am, so I'm staying up and handling my "official" (ha) business after he goes to bed. I think it's funny...his bedtime is now the same as the 3 year old's...I could make a funny yet somewhat fitting comment about that...but I won't. At least not at this time.
Moving along...
If you've read my profile, you'll notice that it mentions I'm interested in preparedness. In these uncertain economic times, it never hurts to think ahead. I ran across http://mormonfoodstorage.blogspot.com/2008/09/pantry-paragon-or-how-to-make-your-own.html when I was nosing around on survivalblog.com and thought it was a really nifty kind of idea. Maybe I can turn it into a fun crafty opportunity for the 3 year old?? Somehow, I'm fairly certain that by the time it's said and done, I'll have to make one just so the cats can have it to hide in. I don't know *why* cats love boxes, but if it keeps them from sleeping on top of my clean clothes, I'll happily try anything once. Hang on, though...would that mean that I'd be building a "cathouse"??? Heh...I'm KIDDING! Sorry...bad humor happens when I'm tired and stressed.
I'm still hoping to get a few pics on here at some point this week, so stay tuned!
I, um, *ahem*, came across my rose-lavender scented rocks that I made back before Christmas. No, I didn't give them as gifts....they just looked a bit too...bizarre even for ME to give as gifts...and that's pretty bad. Anyway, I had shoved them off into the corner of the kitchen catch-all...er, I mean kitchen desk under some papers, and I found them again today. I am proud to report that sometime during the past month they have actually fully dried. Wish I could hammer down an exact time for you, but the truth is, I forgot about them. They *do* have a nice subtle rose-lavender smell. And so do the papers that were covering them. Oh, yeah. The cat prints are still there, too. :) I'm glad to know that they weren't a complete failure, at any rate. So, if anyone would like some cat-printed, scented rocks, let me know. Heh.
Do you know what it's like when you've had a certain "feeling" about someone/thing after a while, have chosen to ignore it, and then have gotten blindsided by that very thing you chose to ignore? I have. WHEN will I learn to trust my instincts?? I have decided that just because someone is able to operate a computer doesn't mean that they should share their opinions to all of cyberspace on it. And, perchance, if a casual reader chooses to see those opinons as wrong or rather humourous or just downright crazy, then that someone really doesn't have a right to become upset, do they, since said comments are published for the world to read?? Gahhhhh....People kill me sometimes. (In case you're wondering, yes, I'm talking about a blog. And the craziness contained therein. I won't go into details.) I guess I got so used to dealing with craziness from some of my previous jobs (not to mention the fact that I can be a bit sanity-challenged at times) that I let my guard down and got sucked in. Well, no more. Blinders off.
I am happy to report that we haven't had any further plumbing/septic malfunctions--yay! Things have been *really* busy over the past several days. My baby, my little MD, turned 3 on Sunday. While it makes me joyous to see all the things he can now do, it makes me sad at the same time. I remember, when he was a tiny (and I do mean tiny) baby with acid-reflux, and other mothers would tell me, "Ohhh, remember this--enjoy it. Time goes by all too quickly." While I did actually take their words to heart, I can STILL think of things that I would do differently, if given the chance. And time continues to move by at lightning speed...I am all too aware of this fact.
So, I've been watching the inauguration today...yes, sorry, I forgot to signal the left turn there... Though I didn't vote for President Obama, I do pray daily for him that he may lead our country wisely. Lots of uncertainty faces us in the days ahead, and I'd be LYING if I said it didn't make me have cause for concern. It is my most sincere hope that President Obama will leave our gun rights alone. Oh, did I forget to mention in my previous posts that I'm one of the bitter ones clinging to guns and religion?? Hey, I'm SOUTHERN, and a dang good redneck woman, at that--we're supposed to have guns! :) Heh.
I do make a solemn promise, however, that I'll make a serious effort to put something USEFUL on my page within the next couple of days...maybe a recipe? A picture? I dunno, I'll figure it out. Any input would be appreciated, from the 3 people who have read my blog. LOL.
This week has been pretty busy in Redneck Land. Well, it all started, would you believe, on January 1. The first day of this new year was spent by Hubby and me by trying to fix our son's bathroom plumbing. Lemme tell you what happened. It all started on New Year's morning when I was cleaning up in MD's bathroom, which is usually not a big deal. MD announced to me that he had poo-pooed in this potty chair. (Why the child went from using the "big" potty to wanting to use the "little" potty constantly is a mystery to me...I guess I should be thankful that he *goes* potty at all.) I dumped the contents of the potty chair into the toilet and flushed. No big deal, right? Except that the toilet didn't suck water down the way it should have. Being the persistent type, I flushed again...and the water level rose higher. Great. Being the good redneck woman I am, I grab the plunger and start plunging away and making no progress whatsoever. I wasn't understanding why nothing was happening...that was, until little MD looks in the tub and says, "Mama, there's somepin in the tub!" And something there was. I had effectively plunged septic tank debris right into the carefully-scrubbed tub. GREAT! I finally broke down and woke up Hubby, who was still on his much-deserved vacation, and told him what was going on. He didn't think it was a big deal and followed me into the bathroom to set things right. So, we plunged the tub. Nada. We plunged the toilet again--even worse! More septic sludge backed up into the tub. ARGHHHH!! At this point, since I was frustrated nearly to tears, we decided to regroup and come up with another solution. The only thing we could figure was that there was a major clog somewhere in the drainage pipes underneath our home. As a last-ditch effort, we decided to run to Lowe's and look for solutions that would save us $$$ by not having to call a plumber (and on New Year's Day, at that). Hubby made the command decision to buy a Plung-It, although I was skeptical. It was almost like a bicycle pump but with different attachments to go on the end to fit a sink, tub, whatever. After we arrived home, we decided to Plung-It the tub. I held my breath....and what do you know, it actually did the trick! In my book, it was $10 well spent. I just wish it had cleaned up the mess left in the tub after the water finally drained...can you say DISGUSTING???
I've spent the biggest part of the week being sick. No, not from the tub incident, although that was reason enough, but because of the lovely sinus crap that just won't seem to go away. Poor MD has been coughing, but it hasn't slowed him down. Any. At all. Probably, though, a lot of the reason that mine has held on is because of a certain medication I have to take...joy. But I'm beginning to recover. I was well enough last night to make a mean batch of dinner rolls--they were very similar to the ones served at Lambert's restaurant in Sikeston, MO. WONDERFUL place. They actually throw the rolls at you there, although I didn't attempt that here last night. :)
Bleh...enough about my problems--I'm just glad they seem to be over with for the time being! I hope everyone had a wonderful New Year's!
Sorry for the longer-than-expected break...talk about getting down and not being able to get back up! I don't think I'm *ever* going to be well again. The lovely West Tennessee weather is doing it's thing again--I'm talking highs in the 70s one day, highs in the upper 30s the next. I'm starting to feel that I really just want my head to go on and explode.
Anyway, we had a lovely, albiet busy, Christmas season around our house. If I'm lucky, I'll be able to get some pics up before Easter time or so. The only toy that's giving me some problems right now is the drum set. How I wish that Santa had remembered to bring some Advil for Mommy! Little MD seems to be fairly happy with what he got for Christmas...but now, Hubby and I have to start buying for his 3rd birthday, which is just 2 weeks off! Thank goodness for after-Christmas toy clearance sales!!
I really wish that I had something useful to contribute today, but my head is so fuzzy, I probably would forget what I was posting about. Just say a prayer for me!
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