Yep, I am back to the real world.  Have been quite busy since Friday.  Spring break for the kiddo’s was last week.  Yesterday was a bad weather day so they didn’t go back to school like the rest of the towns around here.  But today, Yea, they went back.  So, I am back to myself here.  I am having a hard time getting going on my chores.  All I seem to want to do is ….. nothing.  But I am slowing getting things going. 

As you know Easter was Sunday.  Along with Easter, comes egg hunts, Church services, Easter Clothes, ironing.  Filling eggs for the hunt”s”.  Now the Question.  What in the world do you do with all the plastic eggs that are left over from these “hunts”?? Hmm?  Well, I am not quite sure myself.  I thought about giving them back to the Churches for next year.  But they didn’t want them.  So I guess, I put them in a bag and add them to the already crowded closets.  The photo, is of only half of them.  Eggs along with all the candy that comes in them is over flowing and this year seems like more so.  Two big bags of candy looks like cavity season to me.  Oh well, it only comes once a year.  At least they got the message of what Easter is really about, but I still think the candy and eggs were the most focused on. 

This week is spring break for the younguns, so I probably won’t post much.  Right now they are both busy with their own things, Noisy is playing in the bedroom with her fairies and Nosey is in the living room building planes and such from legos.  I have a had the last 30 mins to myself which is amazing when they are home. 

I love it when they are home, I don’t worry about where they are, what they are doing, and if they are getting in trouble.  But sometimes you just have to sneak off for a few mins.  This is of course only the second day, but I am still glad they are home. 

We are supposed to have some pretty bad weather here this afternoon, and I feel better when they are with me in case it gets really bad.  It’s a mother thing I think. 

 When they are home, I try to get all my work done early so that I can spend sometime with them instead of passing them all of the time and saying things like, ” Yea, that looks great.”  Or, “I see”, or um, “just a minute”.  So this afternoon, we are going to sit down and watch a movie, what yet I don’t know.  But I am going to sit and relax, not do nothing, but watch a movie. 

The rest of the week is play by play, we’ll see what happens.  Nothing really planned yet, so I’ll let you know what happens..

Yesterday was a busy day for him as usual, but he still took time out for me.  He knows me and I know him and I know that the time he gave me yesterday meant something.  Took alot for him.  So I say thank you Bud for yesterday. 

Today however I am back to being me.   Time to come out of the clouds of Valentines Day and get back to reality. 

I am accident prone,  I am clumsy, and it is a “blue eyed miracle” that I have even made it to 41.  I drop things, run into things, and fall.  All my life I have had to learn to be careful when I do anything.  Ha, but still things happen. 

This morning after taking the kids to school and going to town for things for the weekend, I get home and gather up the laundry.  This is a simple task.  Nothing too risky there.  Our laundry room is outside about 10 yards from the house.  So I am walking out the door with not one, but two baskets full of clothes I hope to get done with before the end of the day, and fall. 

I fall off the concrete steps, there are two, onto our concrete carport.  Laundry flies everywhere.  I smack my head, of course I hit the left side of my ear and skull on this surface that is cold, wet and HARD.  Talk about stars, I had cluster bombs going off. 

As I was falling, in slow motion, I was thinking, “Oh shit, here comes the lightening”.  And as I hit, I could feel the crack of my noggin all the way to my feet.  Of course I just knew that I was going to have a TN moment.  But the strange thing was, I didn’t.  The only thing that hurt was my ear and head.  I cannot believe that this didn’t trigger an episode.  Of course the day is still early so I expect to have caused some damage.

Don’t suppose I could get so lucky as to have shaken my brain enough to be cured now.  Could I?? 

Yep, Tommorrow is VDay.  I hope you all have a good Valentines Day.  I hope you get some Luv and give some Luv.   The world needs more of it. 

I haven’t been in the best of moods this week.  Still not much better today.  This is a hard time of year for me and for those of you who know me, know why.  I’ll not go into it. 

One thing that takes my mind off of things is School Parties.  Yep.  Another one.  Just like with Halloween, Thanksgiving and Christmas, I am helping with the parties again.  Baking the cookies, getting the goody bags together and doing all the “fun” stuff. 

So I just wanted to say while I have a moment… Happy Valentine’s Day Guys.  Love Ya

Had a pretty good weekend, kids had a Christmas Program at our small church down the street.  Was a great program.  We also put up the Christmas tree yesterday.  The children always love it.  They get to play with the ornaments and look back to the years when they broke this one or that one, and fight over “how” it got broken.  But all in all it was a good weekend.

 Just one thing kept it from being a Great weekend.  Pain.  I wasn’t prepared.  It snuck up on me.  Dang, I thought the meds were working, then all of a sudden, here it comes again.  Bud insisted that because I skipped a couple that was the reason for the return.  I really don’t think so.  I think the meds are wearing off.  Or I am building up a tolerance. 

So here I am again.  A few weeks later, and starting to hurt again.  Each day it is getting a little worse.  Oh come on!  Not right before Christmas!  I haven’t even had my second MRI yet.  I have been canceled again.  Now I am supposed to go tomorrow.  I don’t want to go through this again.  I am getting scared.  What if I have to live like this forever?  Ok, well I am gearing myself up for it, I guess.  I haven’t forgotten what it feels like when it is at it’s worst.  Each little pang is getting a little stronger every time.  So of course I am trying every thing I can to not move that side of my face.  Ha! Try doing that.  It doesn’t work.  So now I am just going to have to go on and do what I need to.  And batten down the hatches.  I hope you guys are having a good day today.

Well Hello, here comes the Christmas Season.  Yippie.  Can you hear the enthusiasm in my words?  Of course you can.  As you know I am not a real big fan of holidays.  When I was a kid, they were all great.  Halloween, Thanksgiving, Easter.  They all were.   Now, I see how much work goes into them.  Not that I usually have a lot to do, but there are all kinds of activities that go along with decorating.   Putting up a tree, trimming the tree, placing all kinds of decorations around. 

I don’t decorate very well.  I don’t have an eye for that sort of thing.  So it doesn’t come easy to me.  I can’t tell what looks good.  Or what goes with what.  Seems to me you just put the things you like where ever they will fit.  Since we have a small house and living room, I am limited to what goes where.  This is where I find myself being decoratively challenged.  I know I could probably ask someone who knows what goes where, but then comes the problem of having what is needed to help put this here, or there.  So I just use the things I have accumulated over the years.  And yes, it always looks like someone  blew up the Christmas decoration box. 

Having children means you have to do all that.   Plus then you have all the Christmas programs, parties and fundraisers.  Not that I am complaining about those, I enjoy them.  But it is work to get ready for them.  Then you have the shopping.  Shopping has to be the hardest part.  I can think of all kinds of things for people when it is June or September, but when December comes around, I draw a blank.   And then shopping for kids, oh my goodness.   You just never get it right. 

Some people do cooking.  I am not a good cook.  I have already thought of trying to cook some pies or cookies, or candy.  Let me say it again, I am not a good cook.  Rachel Ray would clutch her chest if she were to visit my kitchen.  And not in a good way. 

I hope you enjoy the Holidays, and I hope you enjoy decorating and the Holiday things.  I will do my best this year.   I did for Halloween, Thanksgiving, and will continue on for the rest of them..  only don’t laugh at my decorations.  Ok?  Ok.