• It's really my fault.  I needed to start earlier but life kept getting in the way.  I really should've started making my gifts in July but I had no ideas then.  Then all of a sudden I had ideas, but time was short.  Today, I was all set for a full day of sewing all the gifts I had planned for my family (brothers, sisters, etc).  I knew I could do it.  Everything was cut and ready to go.  Each project should've taken no more than 30 minutes each.  Apparently, it's not my year for handmade gifts.  My machine had been giving me trouble for a while now.  I thought it was fixed but it's not.  The needle doesn't want to go down; it gets caught in the plate.  The mechanism that houses the needle is bent.  I tried to push it back so it'd work (I'd been able to do that for the past few months).  Well, it didn't work today and I ended up breaking the needle and gouging a divot into my thumb (OUCH!).  So, I gave up.  The machine doesn't want to work and my thumb was throbbing.

    So, I grabbed the kids, had their picture taken with Santa (a yearly tradition that is late this year), and went shopping.  Ben met me sometime through the afternoon to take the kids.  The wonderful people who work in another installation who are pay grades above Ben's organization decided yesterday and today were perfect days to finish some last minute work things; nevermind that they've had months to finish it and that the guys are supposed to work a half-day schedule.

    It's been a bad day, but I think God wants me to focus on something else entirely.  I guess I need a 2×4 to really listen. 

  • Another year of Nutcracker is finished for Sister.  Next year, Honey will be old enough to participate.  The guest artists were fantastic.  Oh, my!  I had tears in my eyes when they finished their performance.  It was so beautiful. 

    Today, we had the matinee performance at 2pm.  It started off on time but then we had a mishap.  A group of older women had arrived late and were coming into the dark theater.  One of the women missed a step and took a tumble right in front of Brother.  He says she didn't fall on him and he seemed okay.  The poor elderly woman was not.  The show was stopped, a doctor was called for, and then the EMTs showed up.  She has a broken hip.  It was scary.  I was helpless to do anything.  I knew how to get them to turn the lights back on, but I couldn't go anywhere because she was right there.  I should've jumped over the seats. 

    Please pray for this woman.  I don't know her name or her age.  What a time to be in the hospital. 

    The show did go on and it was another wonderful one, but we couldn't stop thinking about the injured woman.

    In complete autistic fashion, once the paramedics took the lady away on the stretcher, he said, "Okay, turn the lights off now."  His first and foremost concern was getting this show on the road.  Later, he did show some empathy when he mentioned he wished he could've done more to help her. 

  • This is what we were doing this past weekend and will be doing this coming weekend:  The Nutcracker.

    IMG_0034 Isn't she a cute reindeer?  Sister had two performances last weekend and three this coming weekend.  It's always a lot of fun, but we do get tired.  It is the ballet school's 50th anniversary this year.  For a special treat, one of the schools alumni will be dancing the role of the Sugar Plum Fairy with her dance partner as the Cavalier.  I can't wait to see it. 

  • I had to go check, of course, when I first found out.  It's true.  On Nick Jr.'s website, there's a free draw section (in the playtime section) where you can draw and then add text if you would like.  Christmas is a word that is blocked.  However, Kwanzaa and Hanukkah are not.  Why?  I wrote to them and I will not be watching their shows until something changes.  Go try it.  If they fix it, can y'all let me know?

  • My nausea that is.  I'm nauseous from morning 'til night.  All day long.  It's really early for me to be nauseous.  Every morning for the past 3 days I've been hugging my toilet bowl (oh, my it needs to be cleaned).  But I'm so happy to be feeling these symptoms.  After praying for another wee one for so long, I welcome these symptoms.  It's awful timing because, really, I have a million things to do and the fatigue and nausea are a bit of a hindrance. 

    But, I'll take it.

  • Yesteday Pumpkin had to go the ER with symptoms of pneumonia.  She had labored breathing (belly breathing), fever, cough, and lethargy.  The lethargy is one of the biggest symptoms for her as she's such an active little 3 year old.  The ER confirmed it but it took them a long 5 hours to do it.  After 3 nebulizer treatments and a dose of steroids, we were sent home.  The ordeal, start to finish, was 8 hours long.  For the most part, the ER staff was wonderful but there were some really bad staff members.  One particular person obviously wanted to be elsewhere as he had his phone with him at all times and paid too much attention to it.   

    As this is her 3rd bout of pneumonia in a 12 month period, she will have to visit a lung specialist (pulmonologist).  I hope it's not something too bad and that we can do something to prevent the pneumonia.  It's got to be hard on her little body.

  • Please join me in a prayer of thanksgiving that Emily's husband is home safe and sound from Iraq.  Look at those happy faces.

  • A wise friend told me I should savor the journey whether it lasts eight minutes or 80 years.  So, I'm savoring this journey I'm embarking on with my family.  I don't know how long it will last.  I'm praying for a good long time.  No matter how long it is, I want to rejoice in the feelings I had seeing those two pink lines.  And, what better way than to share with you the good news. 

  • If you are tempted to turn the KitchenAid mixer up to the highest speed, don't do it.  Especially if you have sisters with long hair.  Said sister might be tempted to look into the bowl to see how it looks at that fast rate and her hair might get caught causing her hair to be yanked out in big clumps. 

    Then Mom might yell at everyone because she's feeling extremely guilty for getting caught up in her phone conversation while the mixer was doing its job.  No matter how many times she apologizes or cries, there's no taking back those angry/scared words. 

    Ask us how we know.

    Please pray for us.  Sister is recovering but she has a really big bald spot on top of her head.  She's worried about how it will look at ballet.  Also, please pray for me.  I really need it.  As my category states, I really DO love my children.