Saturday, December 25, 2010
Monday, November 1, 2010
Halloween 2010
Thought I'd throw up a few pictures of Halloween 2010 and some other random fall photos while I had it on my mind:
Here's Uncle Jake's 18th birthday party at Heather's house:
Here's Uncle Jake's 18th birthday party at Heather's house:
Sunday, October 17, 2010
Wednesday, August 18, 2010
When we lie to our children
For the past two weeks or so Erik and I have been discussing finding a new home for our puppy. He is a great little dog and I love him lots (even when he's peeing on the floor..grr), but the timing was just wrong. He was not planned for and when the woman offered him to us spur of the moment, we couldn't really pass up a papered pup for free. But that was when either Erik or I were home all times of the day. Once Erik started his new job in the north, the poor little guy had to spend the majority of his day in the kennel while I was at work. I'd drive home each day and let him out for a pee break and to run for a few minutes, but then straight back into the kennel. It just isn't how a puppy should live.
We both agreed that if we could find a better home for him, we'd let him go. I have been looking for a loving family for a little while and just the other day found a potential one. I had a call from a woman who was interested. She and her boyfriend just bought a house, had no kids yet, and no other pets, and were looking to get one. Although they are young, they seemed right. I went over and checked out their house (I'm not sending my pup to some skeez-ball's house). It was clean and had an area for him to play.
Today after work I took him to their house. Gave them the kennel and his toys, his food and bowl, his leash and collar. He kept trying to follow me out the door when I was getting things. I told them a bit about his routines and then left. I was pretty upset. Although this is the best move for him and us, it was sad because I was already attached to him and I'm nervous the new people won't love him right (lol).
After getting the girls from daycare we came home to an empty house. About 40 minutes after being here Addie noticed Carter was not around. She asked where he was and I answered "He went to visit his mommy". I lied. I couldn't tell her he wouldn't be coming back again. Just his being gone on a "visit" caused a whole evening of break downs and crying. She found a toy I had missed and wailed for 30 minutes about how much "he needed it and we had to take it to him to visit his mommy."
In then end I know it's the best thing for us all. Explaining why we gave away a member of our family to a three year old is a difficult task and one that I'm not sure she really even gets. For weeks now we've been telling her how he's part of our family and that's why we have to love him and be nice to him, and now I've just taken that family to live elsewhere. Here I am teaching her to tell the truth and yet I lie. It feels terrible.
We both agreed that if we could find a better home for him, we'd let him go. I have been looking for a loving family for a little while and just the other day found a potential one. I had a call from a woman who was interested. She and her boyfriend just bought a house, had no kids yet, and no other pets, and were looking to get one. Although they are young, they seemed right. I went over and checked out their house (I'm not sending my pup to some skeez-ball's house). It was clean and had an area for him to play.
Today after work I took him to their house. Gave them the kennel and his toys, his food and bowl, his leash and collar. He kept trying to follow me out the door when I was getting things. I told them a bit about his routines and then left. I was pretty upset. Although this is the best move for him and us, it was sad because I was already attached to him and I'm nervous the new people won't love him right (lol).
After getting the girls from daycare we came home to an empty house. About 40 minutes after being here Addie noticed Carter was not around. She asked where he was and I answered "He went to visit his mommy". I lied. I couldn't tell her he wouldn't be coming back again. Just his being gone on a "visit" caused a whole evening of break downs and crying. She found a toy I had missed and wailed for 30 minutes about how much "he needed it and we had to take it to him to visit his mommy."
In then end I know it's the best thing for us all. Explaining why we gave away a member of our family to a three year old is a difficult task and one that I'm not sure she really even gets. For weeks now we've been telling her how he's part of our family and that's why we have to love him and be nice to him, and now I've just taken that family to live elsewhere. Here I am teaching her to tell the truth and yet I lie. It feels terrible.
Saturday, August 14, 2010
Arts and Crafts
I'll admit I'm not the best when it comes to making awesome scrapbooks and projects. I mean when I sit down to do it and I actually have the time, I can make some pretty artsy things, but finding that time is my downfall. I want to preserve all of the girls' artwork so they can look back on it later in life, but being honest with myself, I know that I probably won't do anything with it. So instead I've decided to start taking pictures of all their artwork and crafts and then tossing them (I'll probably keep the great ones or really unique ones!). Every now and again you may find a post of artwork. I hope you appreciate it as much as I do.
Fall Leaves, Adalia, Fall 2009
Penguin Thermometer, Adalia, Winter 2009
Finger Painting, Adalia, August 2010
Finger Painting, Bethany, August 2010
Finger Painting using blocks, Adalia, August 2010
Finger Painting using blocks, Bethany, August 2010
Fall Leaves, Adalia, Fall 2009
Penguin Thermometer, Adalia, Winter 2009
Finger Painting, Adalia, August 2010
Finger Painting, Bethany, August 2010
Finger Painting using blocks, Adalia, August 2010
Finger Painting using blocks, Bethany, August 2010
Friday, August 13, 2010
Only on a Friday the 13th
Today was an odd day to say the least! The day at work was pretty bleh, but the call I got from Erik just hammered home the weirdest of months.
Let me start back on Tuesday when I received a text from Erik saying "Call me when you can, I'm thinking of coming home." Reading this text absolutely confused the crap out of me. When the option to go to CP first came up, I pretty much had a mental breakdown trying to cope with the idea of living alone, working full-time, and having my husband and the girls' dad inaccessible for possibly months. As the bigger picture of our current situation came to light over the next week or two, I realized that we really had no other option. We just weren't making it on the salaries we were pulling in at work, so we had to do something to remedy our situation and fast. This was not a time to be our typical lazy selves... proactive was the key. I agreed to him going away and came to terms with how our lives would be.
The next few weeks of me preparing went by without a hitch other than I didn't get as much done as I had liked. Then it all hit at once. The first week he was gone.. not too bad. I sent the girls away to my mom's to help while I fixed some stuff at work. The next week: pure hell. I pretty much lost 3 employees in 10 days due to transfers, the military, and new jobs. I was screwed. I somehow managed to make it through and I think I only broke down once, and it wasn't for long.
Fast forward to this week and the text he sends me. I called him up and ask what's up. He repeats that he wants to come home. I promptly and flat out say "no". I did not just have my life suck ass for 3 weeks so that he could quit. It was very selfish of me and childlike, but I wasn't having it. We agreed to this sacrifice and we were both going to stick it through. He then explained to me some of the bullshit the new railroad was pulling, and I understood his side a bit more. He also mentioned the pay would be less than they had originally told us. At this point my mind is racing and I'm trying to figure out what I should do. We're going to lose the house.. that's it. I just say "Fine, come home. Whether you're here or there, we can't pay the mortgage, so what's it matter."
He spent the evening rethinking the situation and figured some more stuff out. He calls me back and says he'll stay and stick it out, because at least it's more than we were making. Then Friday rolls around.
Friday afternoon he gets a call from CP to come into work, accepts the call and hangs up. Within a minute his phone rings again. This time it's UP! They ask him if he'd like to come back to work on the extra board in Boone!!!! What the fuck?!?! Now? Now they call? After all of this shit? I'm so happy and at the same time I'm just thinking to myself "what the fuck did we have to go through the past month for then?" Erik could've stayed on with me at work and it would've been so much better. Good news is I already have a babysitter secured.
So now our lives actually haven't changed much compared to last week other than we'll now possibly see each other every few days. I'll still be working 50 hours a week, the girls will still be in daycare, but hopefully we'll be able to pay the bills next month, (which will be nice). I still have the getting out of debt mindset and it's been very hard to get out of debt when we've barely been able to get out of each month most of the time. I can't wait for September 1st now!
Let me start back on Tuesday when I received a text from Erik saying "Call me when you can, I'm thinking of coming home." Reading this text absolutely confused the crap out of me. When the option to go to CP first came up, I pretty much had a mental breakdown trying to cope with the idea of living alone, working full-time, and having my husband and the girls' dad inaccessible for possibly months. As the bigger picture of our current situation came to light over the next week or two, I realized that we really had no other option. We just weren't making it on the salaries we were pulling in at work, so we had to do something to remedy our situation and fast. This was not a time to be our typical lazy selves... proactive was the key. I agreed to him going away and came to terms with how our lives would be.
The next few weeks of me preparing went by without a hitch other than I didn't get as much done as I had liked. Then it all hit at once. The first week he was gone.. not too bad. I sent the girls away to my mom's to help while I fixed some stuff at work. The next week: pure hell. I pretty much lost 3 employees in 10 days due to transfers, the military, and new jobs. I was screwed. I somehow managed to make it through and I think I only broke down once, and it wasn't for long.
Fast forward to this week and the text he sends me. I called him up and ask what's up. He repeats that he wants to come home. I promptly and flat out say "no". I did not just have my life suck ass for 3 weeks so that he could quit. It was very selfish of me and childlike, but I wasn't having it. We agreed to this sacrifice and we were both going to stick it through. He then explained to me some of the bullshit the new railroad was pulling, and I understood his side a bit more. He also mentioned the pay would be less than they had originally told us. At this point my mind is racing and I'm trying to figure out what I should do. We're going to lose the house.. that's it. I just say "Fine, come home. Whether you're here or there, we can't pay the mortgage, so what's it matter."
He spent the evening rethinking the situation and figured some more stuff out. He calls me back and says he'll stay and stick it out, because at least it's more than we were making. Then Friday rolls around.
Friday afternoon he gets a call from CP to come into work, accepts the call and hangs up. Within a minute his phone rings again. This time it's UP! They ask him if he'd like to come back to work on the extra board in Boone!!!! What the fuck?!?! Now? Now they call? After all of this shit? I'm so happy and at the same time I'm just thinking to myself "what the fuck did we have to go through the past month for then?" Erik could've stayed on with me at work and it would've been so much better. Good news is I already have a babysitter secured.
So now our lives actually haven't changed much compared to last week other than we'll now possibly see each other every few days. I'll still be working 50 hours a week, the girls will still be in daycare, but hopefully we'll be able to pay the bills next month, (which will be nice). I still have the getting out of debt mindset and it's been very hard to get out of debt when we've barely been able to get out of each month most of the time. I can't wait for September 1st now!
Thursday, August 12, 2010
Taking Jake home
We had to take Jacob home today to make sure he was prepared for football tomorrow. The trip down to the border went pretty well, although the girls pretty much ended up eating crackers, cookies, and junk for dinner because of the car trip. (It's ok though, they ate an awesome lunch!) Traffic was terrible for my parents so Jacob and I had to entertain the girls for over and hour at the rest stop we were meeting up at. Luckily there is a lake about 200 yards from the travel center building, so we took a trip down to the rocky shore and explored. The downside was the temperature outside was about 99 degrees with a reallllly high humidity. We survived, but man were we sweaty!
Gathering and throwing rocks in the water
Looking for fish
Did I mention it was hot outside?
Catepillar we found at the lake (picture taken by Addie)
Bethany trying to touch the catepillar
Once Grandma and Papa showed up we played around near the picnic tables for a while letting the girls get their wiggles out. I wish I would've caught on film the way that Bethany ran to my dad when she saw him, it was perfect.
Bethany preparing to jump to Grandma
Anything Beth can do..... Addie can of course do better (at least she thinks)
Adalia, Grandma, Uncle Jake
Bethany, Papa, Addie, Grandma, Jacob
Bethy showing Papa how she can walk on her hands
My little jumper pre-jump
Gathering and throwing rocks in the water
Looking for fish
Did I mention it was hot outside?
Catepillar we found at the lake (picture taken by Addie)
Bethany trying to touch the catepillar
Once Grandma and Papa showed up we played around near the picnic tables for a while letting the girls get their wiggles out. I wish I would've caught on film the way that Bethany ran to my dad when she saw him, it was perfect.
Bethany preparing to jump to Grandma
Anything Beth can do..... Addie can of course do better (at least she thinks)
Adalia, Grandma, Uncle Jake
Bethany, Papa, Addie, Grandma, Jacob
Bethy showing Papa how she can walk on her hands
My little jumper pre-jump
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