So last night I must have recieved the best news of my life. Or some of the best news.
Sam who is 14 and knows everything, yes hard to believe the older I get the stupider I am to my son. I remember though there was a time I thought my parents were older then dirt, dumber then rocks and just flat out didn't know a thing about life. Now I'm the parent who is older then dirt, (all though younger then most of his friend's parents), I'm dumber then a rock because I have a teenager that eats my brain, and hey what do I know about life. Ok, getting back on track...
Sam started a puppy love romance at the end of the school year last year. While the girl he liked was ok and she seemed sweet enough, she didn't seem like she liked my son as much as he liked her. Anyhow far be it from to point this out to him because to him it sounds like "Sam, Maddie, blah, blah, blah" and "Blah, blah, blah, Maddie" so why bother?
Well then summer break came, Sam went on vacation for 6 weeks (you know sometimes divorce can be a good thing), Scout Camp came, Maddie went away to camp, then Football started. Are you starting to see a trend here? They HAD NO TIME for each other... as much as I tried not to do the party dance in my seat so he wouldn't be mad at me (a mad teenager is hormonal attitude w/2 legs and impossible to deal with), but them not seeing each other was a blessing in disguise. Then school started and the 'weirdness' set in.
You know that weirdness where you are supposed to be going with each other but haven't seen or talked to each other so it's better to avoid. Well apparently MY SON ( said with lots of pride) finally got wise and unbeknownst to me he broke up with Maddie. Uttering the words of the death, "Let's just be friends." I know guys hate that line but so don't girls.
Now how did I learn about this you ask, I'm getting there. Last night Sam was talking to me about going to Homecoming and as I was bracing myself he wanted to ask Maddie he goes, I'm going to ask Breezy (that is seriously her name) to Homecoming. Shock, confusion and a stick of lighten just slapped me. I asked in my confusion "Breezy"? He goes yeah I'm going to ask her just gotta think of cute way. (Translation, another way for you to spend your money and reaffirm why you work so hard)
I then cautiously asked "What about Maddie? Won't she be mad?" My son casually says "Oh I broke up with her a few days ago." At that moment the heavens parted, light shown down on him and the angels sang. I'm not kidding!!!! It was that kind of moment. Again surpressing my need to dance like a lunatic and scream YES YES YES YES, I asked him calmly why. He said it was just stuff. He wanted to talk about homecoming.
So yes a light turned on, prayers have been answered, there is a God and his sense of humor may not be understandable at times but this is the one time I dropped to my knees and uttered whole hearted thanks.
Have a great day... and for those of you who don't have teens just wait it's coming...
Friday, September 14, 2007
Monday, September 10, 2007
Woohoo He Said YES :-)
Ok so on Dec. 29, 1999 I married the most wonderful man in the world. No seriously he's the most wonderful man in the world. He's my everything. He loves me for who I am in spite of myself. He loves me for me, good, bad (hard to believe I know) or indifferent.
Marzi has been a great father to three little boys that needed a dad in a time of need. Now they aren't so little, they are growing monsters who we still adore. Despite the what Marzi mumbles under his breath at times. LOL. He's been my best friend, who with unwavering loyalty and support has always been there. Thru times I've been wrong (again I know hard to believe that I am ever wrong), thru times of sadness and heartbreak and thru just plain irrational behavior (who'd a thot I could be this? Here I thought I was a picture of perfect).
Anyhow, I'm sure you don't want me to gush about how perfect and wonderful my man is for me. I can say though he's been true in heart to me, in his actions, and in his words! So we when we got married we were an instant family no time in getting to know each other and who we were, we had to be there for each other thru thick and thin, we were on our own as we moved to California with no family support. What a great way to build a relationship, thrown into the world on your own with a sink or swim attitude.
Our relationship has only gotten stronger, more loving thru the years. Which brings me to the big announcement. The one thing I've never had with my first marriage or when we married the second time was the traditional big party. So Marzi and I are going to kick off our 10 year anniversary with a party that will beat all parties!
As dates get set and details come forth I'll let you all know.
Love to my family and friends
Marzi has been a great father to three little boys that needed a dad in a time of need. Now they aren't so little, they are growing monsters who we still adore. Despite the what Marzi mumbles under his breath at times. LOL. He's been my best friend, who with unwavering loyalty and support has always been there. Thru times I've been wrong (again I know hard to believe that I am ever wrong), thru times of sadness and heartbreak and thru just plain irrational behavior (who'd a thot I could be this? Here I thought I was a picture of perfect).
Anyhow, I'm sure you don't want me to gush about how perfect and wonderful my man is for me. I can say though he's been true in heart to me, in his actions, and in his words! So we when we got married we were an instant family no time in getting to know each other and who we were, we had to be there for each other thru thick and thin, we were on our own as we moved to California with no family support. What a great way to build a relationship, thrown into the world on your own with a sink or swim attitude.
Our relationship has only gotten stronger, more loving thru the years. Which brings me to the big announcement. The one thing I've never had with my first marriage or when we married the second time was the traditional big party. So Marzi and I are going to kick off our 10 year anniversary with a party that will beat all parties!
As dates get set and details come forth I'll let you all know.
Love to my family and friends
Sunday, September 9, 2007
Sunday Morning Madness
Why is it the weekends is when your kids who refuse to get up during the week are up real early on the weekend? It must be programed in them ok it's 7am time to wake up. Such as the case in our house.
Not to mention this year we are on the afternoon rotation for church so we don't necessarily need to hurry in and out of the bathrooms for showers and what not. Hence why I'm sitting here blogging instead of doing my hair and make up... Not to fear though I will be doing that soon as I don't want to scare the poor members in my church as to how I look now. hehehe
Anyhow back to Sunday mornings.... So the boys are up and they are fighting... errr playing like angels with each other ::: rolling my eyes ::: and they tell me they are hungry. What else is new? They are always hungry! So after reminding them I went grocery shopping yesterday and bought all kinds of stuff for them to have they just need to fix themselves something crisis avert.
After they have eaten I tell the two younger ones it's time they go tell their dad to get out of bed. Yes my husband knows what to do on a Sunday morning, SLEEP!!!! So my husband got to hear a version of 'Oh where is my hairbrush'. The boys then come running down the hall and giggle stating they need musical instruments and go for pots and pans. Yep I know I enjoy being woking up to the lovely sounds of pots and pans clanging, I redirect them to something a little less harsh.
My fourth child aka my husband decides that all the singing and constant in and out of our bedroom is more then he wants to deal with. So on their last trip down the hall the boys are skipping and laughing they are going to wake daddy up, daddy roars at them and scares them half to death. Which of course ended up in peals of screams and laughter.
Of course aren't Sundays supposed to be a time for family, love and laughter.
Enjoy your day...
Now it's my turn to go find something to eat, if they haven't eaten it all by now
Not to mention this year we are on the afternoon rotation for church so we don't necessarily need to hurry in and out of the bathrooms for showers and what not. Hence why I'm sitting here blogging instead of doing my hair and make up... Not to fear though I will be doing that soon as I don't want to scare the poor members in my church as to how I look now. hehehe
Anyhow back to Sunday mornings.... So the boys are up and they are fighting... errr playing like angels with each other ::: rolling my eyes ::: and they tell me they are hungry. What else is new? They are always hungry! So after reminding them I went grocery shopping yesterday and bought all kinds of stuff for them to have they just need to fix themselves something crisis avert.
After they have eaten I tell the two younger ones it's time they go tell their dad to get out of bed. Yes my husband knows what to do on a Sunday morning, SLEEP!!!! So my husband got to hear a version of 'Oh where is my hairbrush'. The boys then come running down the hall and giggle stating they need musical instruments and go for pots and pans. Yep I know I enjoy being woking up to the lovely sounds of pots and pans clanging, I redirect them to something a little less harsh.
My fourth child aka my husband decides that all the singing and constant in and out of our bedroom is more then he wants to deal with. So on their last trip down the hall the boys are skipping and laughing they are going to wake daddy up, daddy roars at them and scares them half to death. Which of course ended up in peals of screams and laughter.
Of course aren't Sundays supposed to be a time for family, love and laughter.
Enjoy your day...
Now it's my turn to go find something to eat, if they haven't eaten it all by now
Saturday, September 8, 2007
School Daze
School has been in session for 2 weeks now. I'm not to sure I'm enjoying all three of them being in three different schools. Ok here's the run down...
Sam is now a Freshman at Foothill High (Go Falcons) along with freshman year it brought Seminary and the urgency to really make school lunches. Besides who enjoys playing... what is in my lunch today... cafeteria food was barely recognizable when I was in school, it's gotten even worse now. Anyhoo... so because Sam is a freshman he's also a full blooded, hormonal teenage boy that doesn't like to get up before the hour of 2 pm. Why not he has midnight oil to burn. The only problem is that he started early morning seminary this year so we have to be up a whole hour earlier then normal every single morning!!!!!
Why we you ask? Well that's a good question and I'll tell you why 'WE' have to be up. I have to get up to wake him and his father up. Godforbid if we ever depended on alarm clocks to wake them up. Why should they when they have me right? Second of all I have to make lunches for my darling boys in the morning. Which brings us to the next question, aren't you prepared enough to make them at night? Well I would but refer back to full blown hormonal teenage BOY!!!!!! Have you seen how much they eat????? They never stop eating, from the time they get up in the morning till they go to bed at night they eat and eat and eat some more. On top of this add him playing football and constantly working out, yep has to have more fuel to burn so there goes the grocery bill.
:::: Sigh :::: Honestly I think I work to only feed him.....
Now enter Andrew who started Middle School this year. Yes 6th grade, where has the time gone to when he would be bright eyed and bushy tailed at 4:30 am to tell me the sun is awake? (yep wasn't really finding him cute those mornings) That child is gone, Andrew feels that anytime between 10-11 is a good time to wake up. Now, granted that is better then 2 but still... hello I'm not a morning person and even I can get out of bed early. Andrew not to be outdone by his brother has a very healthy appetite. Only difference is Andrew would rather not be bothered by exercise. Can he do it, absolutely and he's my most coordinated and athletic one I have too, but no his exercise comes from clicking a mouse or a remote (aka THE CLICKER).
Andrew's school had to make life interesting and let out 10 min after the elementary school but a good 35 min after the high school. Not that pick up at the high school is necessary right now as Sam has practice every night till 6 pm. Yeah did I happen to mention I get to do all this and work full time too.
Enter Jake who is still in elementary school and he can ride his bike back and forth from the school. Gotta love that kid. Jake however is the worst one of all the boys to get out of bed. This is a morning in our house:
Me: Boys time to get up and get ready for school. (they share a room)
Boys: Barely stirring and saying something inaudible
10 min pass
Me: Boys time to get up and get ready if you don't get up now you'll be late.
Andrew: Ok I'm awake, gets out of bed and literally fumbles his way to the bathroom.
Jake: Stirs again and moans
10 min later
Me: Jake YOU NEED TO GET UP NOW
Jake: Mom morning is too early to wake up to loud voices
Me: :::: rolling my eyes :::: Jacob please get out of bed you will be late if you don't. ::: said in a softer voice :::
Jake: Moans... OK and slowly ( I mean even a snail goes faster) gets out of bed.
I head off to get ready for work, because now I'm running late (which makes me extremely grateful I only work 5 min away from home)
5 min before everyone has to leave for school and work,
Me: Boys do you have your lunches,
Boys: Oh no I forgot, they run and grab them from the fridge (I make them at 5:30 they leave at 8)
Me: Did you brush your teeth?
Andrew: Yep all ready done
Jake: You want me to brush my teeth???? (what did he think I wanted him to brush the wall?)
Me: Yes go brush them and wash your hands and face too
Jake comes out of the bathroom
Me: Did you wash your hands and face?
Jake: you want me to do that too?
Now I"m feeling slightly frustrated.... Yes, I say curtly (uhm, I mean calmly) please do that now and hurry we are late.
Again moving slower then a snail... he goes back in then he calls out... "Do you want me to use soap?" :::: rolling my eyes :::: now what did he think I wanted him to use the soft scrub under the sink?
YES AND PLEASE HURRY
He finally emerges from the bathroom with a wet shirt (he's 10 one would think by now he could manage to wash his face and hands without bathing in the sink) and runs out the door.
Now if I had all the boys in 2 different schools or even one school (ah the good ole daze) then we would still have this issue in the morning but at least I'm not worrying about one being late, and perhaps one day I'll actually make it to work on time.
I think school mornings is also an olympic event for mother's across America, trying to get their kids out the door in a reasonable amount of time. Us working moms have a catagory all our own. Not that moms who stay home don't do a lot as a former SAHM I was actually busier then I am now....
Sam is now a Freshman at Foothill High (Go Falcons) along with freshman year it brought Seminary and the urgency to really make school lunches. Besides who enjoys playing... what is in my lunch today... cafeteria food was barely recognizable when I was in school, it's gotten even worse now. Anyhoo... so because Sam is a freshman he's also a full blooded, hormonal teenage boy that doesn't like to get up before the hour of 2 pm. Why not he has midnight oil to burn. The only problem is that he started early morning seminary this year so we have to be up a whole hour earlier then normal every single morning!!!!!
Why we you ask? Well that's a good question and I'll tell you why 'WE' have to be up. I have to get up to wake him and his father up. Godforbid if we ever depended on alarm clocks to wake them up. Why should they when they have me right? Second of all I have to make lunches for my darling boys in the morning. Which brings us to the next question, aren't you prepared enough to make them at night? Well I would but refer back to full blown hormonal teenage BOY!!!!!! Have you seen how much they eat????? They never stop eating, from the time they get up in the morning till they go to bed at night they eat and eat and eat some more. On top of this add him playing football and constantly working out, yep has to have more fuel to burn so there goes the grocery bill.
:::: Sigh :::: Honestly I think I work to only feed him.....
Now enter Andrew who started Middle School this year. Yes 6th grade, where has the time gone to when he would be bright eyed and bushy tailed at 4:30 am to tell me the sun is awake? (yep wasn't really finding him cute those mornings) That child is gone, Andrew feels that anytime between 10-11 is a good time to wake up. Now, granted that is better then 2 but still... hello I'm not a morning person and even I can get out of bed early. Andrew not to be outdone by his brother has a very healthy appetite. Only difference is Andrew would rather not be bothered by exercise. Can he do it, absolutely and he's my most coordinated and athletic one I have too, but no his exercise comes from clicking a mouse or a remote (aka THE CLICKER).
Andrew's school had to make life interesting and let out 10 min after the elementary school but a good 35 min after the high school. Not that pick up at the high school is necessary right now as Sam has practice every night till 6 pm. Yeah did I happen to mention I get to do all this and work full time too.
Enter Jake who is still in elementary school and he can ride his bike back and forth from the school. Gotta love that kid. Jake however is the worst one of all the boys to get out of bed. This is a morning in our house:
Me: Boys time to get up and get ready for school. (they share a room)
Boys: Barely stirring and saying something inaudible
10 min pass
Me: Boys time to get up and get ready if you don't get up now you'll be late.
Andrew: Ok I'm awake, gets out of bed and literally fumbles his way to the bathroom.
Jake: Stirs again and moans
10 min later
Me: Jake YOU NEED TO GET UP NOW
Jake: Mom morning is too early to wake up to loud voices
Me: :::: rolling my eyes :::: Jacob please get out of bed you will be late if you don't. ::: said in a softer voice :::
Jake: Moans... OK and slowly ( I mean even a snail goes faster) gets out of bed.
I head off to get ready for work, because now I'm running late (which makes me extremely grateful I only work 5 min away from home)
5 min before everyone has to leave for school and work,
Me: Boys do you have your lunches,
Boys: Oh no I forgot, they run and grab them from the fridge (I make them at 5:30 they leave at 8)
Me: Did you brush your teeth?
Andrew: Yep all ready done
Jake: You want me to brush my teeth???? (what did he think I wanted him to brush the wall?)
Me: Yes go brush them and wash your hands and face too
Jake comes out of the bathroom
Me: Did you wash your hands and face?
Jake: you want me to do that too?
Now I"m feeling slightly frustrated.... Yes, I say curtly (uhm, I mean calmly) please do that now and hurry we are late.
Again moving slower then a snail... he goes back in then he calls out... "Do you want me to use soap?" :::: rolling my eyes :::: now what did he think I wanted him to use the soft scrub under the sink?
YES AND PLEASE HURRY
He finally emerges from the bathroom with a wet shirt (he's 10 one would think by now he could manage to wash his face and hands without bathing in the sink) and runs out the door.
Now if I had all the boys in 2 different schools or even one school (ah the good ole daze) then we would still have this issue in the morning but at least I'm not worrying about one being late, and perhaps one day I'll actually make it to work on time.
I think school mornings is also an olympic event for mother's across America, trying to get their kids out the door in a reasonable amount of time. Us working moms have a catagory all our own. Not that moms who stay home don't do a lot as a former SAHM I was actually busier then I am now....
New to Blogging
You know when sometimes you have so many thots running thru your head you just have to get them down? Like what is the real color of air, or why does water run down instead of up? Sometimes you're at such a loss for words and what not when you write w/o rhyme or reason it makes things clearer in your head?
Yeah that's what it's about for me. No rhyme or reason it's just all there. So this blog will be about my family, once I figure out how to post pics those will be up too. It will be about how I am feeling at times, it will be good, bad, happy, sad. We are all human right so that's what it's all about.
Happy reading...
Yeah that's what it's about for me. No rhyme or reason it's just all there. So this blog will be about my family, once I figure out how to post pics those will be up too. It will be about how I am feeling at times, it will be good, bad, happy, sad. We are all human right so that's what it's all about.
Happy reading...
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