(Written February 2007)
Slacker Mom?
So, I've been slacking in the Blog department. Big deal...there is life outside my internet. The possibility is HUGE that I may have slacked in the Mom department today.
Morning times are not the highlight of the females in this household. We are all grumpy girls when the sun's rays peek over the horizon. Thirty minutes is the average wake up time to get us to roll out of bed, which means I have to start at 6:00 a.m. to have everyone awake by 6:30 a.m. A few decibels shy of a fog horn, the blaring Contemporary Christian radio station has occasionally produced a few happy sleepyheads. For the most part, it just doesn't happen.
Holleigh Hobby, my 7 year old princess, proves to be the most difficult one to wake. She has recently invested (my money, of course) in a furry, sleeping eye mask. The front reads: "Go Away!" This sums up Holleigh's morning personality completely.
She doesn't want to wake up, dress, or go to school. She hates school...or so she says. Holleigh wants to homeschool. Why does she want to homeschool? So she can wake up late and be finished with school work early. A little princess's dream come true!
Well, if you can't homeschool, there is one way to be able to stay at home--
"Mama, my tummy hurts."
"It does?"
"Yes, Mam."
"Do you think maybe you are hungry?"
(Shrugs shoulders)
"Try eating a little and see if you feel better."
"My tummy still hurts."
"Well, go crawl back in the bed. You need your rest, no television, go back to sleep."
At this point, I am almost certain, I see a smile creep up from behind that long, brown hair. Off she goes, back to bed, with a promise that she will be taken to school at the first sign of feeling better.
Five minutes after the bus totes the older two girls off to school, Holleigh is miraculously healed. Did Holleigh ever make it to school? Nah, I'm a sucker.
Posted on February 01, 2007 in ...That's Just Life! Permalink
Smack dab in the middle of Small-Town Mississippi with three princesses and a bass fisherman...
Sunday, June 28, 2009
Blog Jumper=BDHD
Here's another..
(Written July 16, 2007 )
Blog Jumper=BDHD
My name is Lisa and I am a Blog Jumper.
Ok, that's the first step to admitting I have a problem! I love trying out new Blog programs...just can't help myself. Boredom sets in, change is inevitable. So, there is no chronological sequence in my blogging. Readers must start at Mindsay, click over to TBlog, redirect to Blogspot, back to TBlog, then Typepad, full circle to Blogspot, alternating between Typepad and Blogspot. Blog Deficit Hyperactivity Disorder. Or is it called Motherhood with no time to properly change the format to one blog and transfer all posts to one program? We've been a little busy lately. Read it or leave it! I've always wanted to write a book, but I'm afraid my chapters would go: 1, 8,2 4,7,10,...you get the picture. Better cure myself first.
(Written July 16, 2007 )
Blog Jumper=BDHD
My name is Lisa and I am a Blog Jumper.
Ok, that's the first step to admitting I have a problem! I love trying out new Blog programs...just can't help myself. Boredom sets in, change is inevitable. So, there is no chronological sequence in my blogging. Readers must start at Mindsay, click over to TBlog, redirect to Blogspot, back to TBlog, then Typepad, full circle to Blogspot, alternating between Typepad and Blogspot. Blog Deficit Hyperactivity Disorder. Or is it called Motherhood with no time to properly change the format to one blog and transfer all posts to one program? We've been a little busy lately. Read it or leave it! I've always wanted to write a book, but I'm afraid my chapters would go: 1, 8,2 4,7,10,...you get the picture. Better cure myself first.
Instruction Manuals Help To Save American Landfills
Since I have been on a blog hiatus for the past few years, I thought I'd repost some of my blogs from other places while I get my thoughts together for a recommitment to blogging...
(Written February 7, 2007)
Instruction manuals and I don't mix well. Who has time to figure out those hieroglyphics or read the greek ? Manuals are simply a reference tool in case I cannot figure something out on my own. Besides, most things can be "Googled." Unless of course, you are in the process of trying to construct your computer. Then there is a problem... although...I did pretty well putting my computer together without an manual. Don't you just love when something fits together perfectly and works ERROR-free the first time!
I would much rather figure out how to work something on my own than read the manual, but then I've noticed that I chastise my husband for not reading the instruction manuals when he tries to construct things. Guess I think he's not as smart as me! If he doesn't read the manual(can't figure out the manual) then whatever project he works on is tossed to the side. Case in point: A basketball goal purchased at Walmart for about $150 lay opened and exposed to the elements for a year on my porch because the instructions were just too hard. One year. 365 days. On the porch that was the main entrance to my house. He promised to get the neighbor to help him put it together for our girls, but those promises faded into thin air. The basketball goal was sent to the dump last year with only a few rust marks from the scattered pieces left on my concrete porch to remind me of our lovely display. On a side note...a huge roll of insulation sat on the other porch(facing the road) since Hurricane Katrina hit. Yep. It's 2008. We finally gave it away this year. People would ask me where I lived and when I would explain to them my area, they would say, "Oh, is your house the one with the insulation on the porch?" Yep...you can do that in the south. I am just not sure at what point they consider you "white trash, " a couple of full porches or an entirely trashed out yard? We haven't gotten that far yet so maybe I'm safe!
(Written February 7, 2007)
Instruction manuals and I don't mix well. Who has time to figure out those hieroglyphics or read the greek ? Manuals are simply a reference tool in case I cannot figure something out on my own. Besides, most things can be "Googled." Unless of course, you are in the process of trying to construct your computer. Then there is a problem... although...I did pretty well putting my computer together without an manual. Don't you just love when something fits together perfectly and works ERROR-free the first time!
I would much rather figure out how to work something on my own than read the manual, but then I've noticed that I chastise my husband for not reading the instruction manuals when he tries to construct things. Guess I think he's not as smart as me! If he doesn't read the manual(can't figure out the manual) then whatever project he works on is tossed to the side. Case in point: A basketball goal purchased at Walmart for about $150 lay opened and exposed to the elements for a year on my porch because the instructions were just too hard. One year. 365 days. On the porch that was the main entrance to my house. He promised to get the neighbor to help him put it together for our girls, but those promises faded into thin air. The basketball goal was sent to the dump last year with only a few rust marks from the scattered pieces left on my concrete porch to remind me of our lovely display. On a side note...a huge roll of insulation sat on the other porch(facing the road) since Hurricane Katrina hit. Yep. It's 2008. We finally gave it away this year. People would ask me where I lived and when I would explain to them my area, they would say, "Oh, is your house the one with the insulation on the porch?" Yep...you can do that in the south. I am just not sure at what point they consider you "white trash, " a couple of full porches or an entirely trashed out yard? We haven't gotten that far yet so maybe I'm safe!
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