Skip to main content

Tuesday Tuesday

My two youngest are home again today. Fevers, headaches and tummy problems. Each time the Motrin wears off, the fever comes back. Poor things. Ally's headache is the worst. I worry that Ashley will have fever seizures. That fear is never far from the surface of my mind. Generally I don't think about her disabilities, because she's such a normal, average kid. But when she gets sick, it comes to the surface because she tightens up, she postures more, has trouble with her gait and looks like death warmed over. Hopefully this will pass soon.

I got a lovely phone call from an old highschool friend today. Elise, it was wonderful to talk to you. It's been too long. Isn't it amazing how easy it is to lose touch with friends that you used to spend all your time with when you grew up? We had a great group that we hung out with in high school. I talk to most of our gang a few times a year, either online or on the phone. All are married, have kids, some have grandchildren. A lot of them still live in the area, which is nice. We've had some reunion kinds of things, but not for a few years. It might be time to try that again.


I think I shall go bake a cake now. Or perhaps make some brownies. But first, some cleanup of the kitchen is in order. I've got a roast in the slow cooker going for dinner tonight. I put in some cream of chicken soup, onions, garlic and other spices and I'll let that cook all day long. I generally use an onion soup base mix in the pot with the roast, but I didn't have any of that in the pantry. I'm trying to use up a lot of my food in there in case we have to get the house ready for prospective buyers.

Hubby may take a week between jobs so he can work on the house and spend time with me. I like the 'spend time with me' part. We don't get much of that around here.

Well, off to clean and bake and generally be the housewife that I am. Wheeeeeee!

Comments

  1. don't know how you do it. god bless you woman! by the way, just so i can sound pushy, avoiding dairy while fighting off a bug helps the body fight it off faster. i'm just mentioning that due to the cream ingredient in your dinner tonight. tell me to take a hike if necessary.

    ReplyDelete
  2. The children won't eat what I've made, so it's not a problem. I'd also never tell you to take a hike. I'm afraid you might meet a friend in an alley (who is smoking) and tell her you're going to kill me. :grin:

    The kidlets will be having chicken noodle soup, if they have anything at all. Hubby and the non-buggy children (all two of them!) will be eating the roast with potatoes and carrots, etc. Look at me. I'm so domesticated!

    ReplyDelete

Post a Comment

Go ahead....tell me the truth :)

Popular posts from this blog

Wheeeeeeee!

Today I was awakened to the not-so-delightful sounds of enormous dump trucks, (you know the ones that are a dump truck and they haul a trailer behind?) dumping truck load after truck load of dirt behind my house. Then the most incredibly noisey and squeaky (do they not grease the tracks on those things??) grader began shoving the dirt and rocks around. I had to fight the urge to throw a can of WD40 over the fence to the driver. It wasn't even eight in the morning. It wasn't even 7:30 yet. So I reluctantly arose from my bed and cleaned up the kitchen. After it was spotless, I went back upstairs to my freeze-zone (the only room in the house with AC) to do some online banking and make calls to check on medical bills, etc. As I was finishing up, in walks my husband! At first I had a moment of Oh-no-he's-lost-his-job terror. Then it passed after he smiled. Seems they ran out of work for the day. Odd, but then that's Boeing. So hubby was roped into going school cloth

Peace Begins with You

In my readings this week, I came across a video of Elder Joseph B. Wirthlin. He gave a talk entitled, "Peace Within." Who doesn't want peace? Who doesn't crave peace within their soul? In their lives? In their hearts and in their homes? How often do we have complete peace? I'd say my answer would have to be that there isn't enough peace in my life, heart or home. It's not like I live in a warzone--I do not. I'm blessed to live in a nation where I have freedoms granted to me by the founding fathers and I do not risk being struck down by bombs or shot by snipers when I venture forth from my home. My neighborhood is relatively safe, so much so that I take solo walks. The peace I speak of is something different. It's the peace that can be with me no matter my circumstances. I crave that peace. Elder Wirthlin says that peace begins in the hearts of righteous individuals. How does it begin? With a relationship with our creator. In ferven

She's Something...

Most of you know that I've got four children. My eldest is seventeen. Oh heavens...how did that happen? Wasn't I just seventeen the other day? I'm sure I was.... Well, she's amazing. I know the majority of mothers have very high compliments to pay their children--and rightly so. However, my baby girl is astounding by anyone's standards. She is going to high school and college at the same time. In high school she's taking mostly AP (Advanced Placement) classes, which also count for college credits. She gets up at five a.m. every morning, goes to Seminary, then goes to school, she works four hours daily as an office manager at Winderemere Real Estate. She speaks Spanish, plays piano, guitar and flute. She goes to the gym daily and it shows. This was her yesterday. This is a picture I just took of her, after getting her braces put on. Now, having said that she is gifted and talented, I should ammend this post to tell you the following. She just got home