Poor Jacob

Jacob had a rough week.  I received a phone call this week from my sweet baby who was in tears.  The only words I was able to make out were ,"bleeding" and "mom".  I very calmly asked him to talk to the nearest grown up, all while frantically trying to decide if he'd be humiliated if I showed up in my pj's or if it was an urgent enough matter that no one would notice.  I went with the pj top and a pair of jeans I pulled on as  I ran out the door.  My baby had cut his finger with scissors during class and the office was unable to stop the bleeding (or my tears).  I was at the school within about 30 seconds (they're always impressed with how quickly I can get there when my kids need me).  His sweet little lips were shaped in the saddest of frowns and tiny little drops of tears were on his cheeks.  After jumping the counter in the office to get to him I assessed his wound (I am CERT trained after all) and decided that if there were enough skin left he could use a stitch or two but I decided to butterfly it at home. 

Today while trying to walk with his eyes closed to get his school gear he ran into the banister and cut/bruised his cheek.  As we were assessing the wound again (boy CERT comes in  handy) he said, "I'm beginning to see a flaw in my plan".  How cute is that?  Between his injuries and Bailey's leg we may not be looking great in our pictures next week.

Giveaway

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We all make mistakes

Zachary came to tell me that Jacob is the most positive person he's met.  Apparently they were having a conversation about mistakes and Jacob said, "Zach, I'm going to make mistakes in my life, but I'm not going to feel bad about them now, I'll wait until I make the mistakes.  But don't worry, I'll be much older when it happens and I will know how to repent".

shoes

I have a thing for RED...it makes me happy.    I ruined my favorite red shoes in the garden last year (I know...why in the world did I wear them in the garden) so today I went in search of the perfect pair.  Sadly, I didn't find the red high heels I was searching for and on the way into Kohls my favorite red purse broke!!!  It was so so very sad but I found one for 75% off and I had a coupon for 15% off of that so it was ALMOST free. I found a pair of Naturalizers on sale for $40 and though that is about four times the amount I like to spend on shoes (my mother taught me that shoes were the most important investment and to always buy quality but I was never a very good listener). Bailey made me buy them but when I came home I was convinced I would have to take them back because they were excessive so I spit on them.  Yep....I SPIT on my shoe so I wouldn't have to take them back.  They are now safely on my feet and I may sleep in them.  Hooray for red shoes!

I'm going to whine for a bit so feel free to skip this if you're tired of people complaining about things.  I was watching the news with Kaitlyn the other day and they talked about the extreme likelihood of food going up in price again over the next little bit.  I shouldn't be shocked, after all, gas is going through the roof too.  In fact, everything is going up except for our paycheck and I'm really, really tired of it.  Kaitlyn was panicked that people will go hungry (not in our house) and she wants to find a way to make a difference.  It is really hard to look at her with her little altruistic dreams and tell her that there isn't much to do.  I want my kids to be happy, carefree and not have to worry about horrible things going on around them.  I can turn off the news, cancel cable and give her a pair of rose colored glasses but beyond that I'm not sure how to ensure that my kids have a childhood.

I Have Issues....Shocker!

I have issues.....I know....you're shocked....but the first step to fixing my problem is to admit I have one...right?  I am an extremely unorganized person.  If something doesn't change I'm going to be on an episode of Hoarders.  Ok, not really, I'm not THAT bad but I do have piles of stuff everywhere and can't close the drawers to my dresser.  I have a beautiful craft room that I can't use because there are too many unfinished projects covering each surface of my work area.  There are ALWAYS dishes piled in my sink and there are often five boxes of nearly empty cereal on the pantry shelves.  I have decided that I need to find out WHY I do this...why do I let it get out of control.  I always seem to have some kind of excuse and in reality I think a lot of it is because I'm a perfectionist.  I know that my house will never be perfect so why even try.  I was that way in school to, if I didn't know I would be the best at it I just didn't do it.  It was better to appear as though I didn't care, rather than to look like I couldn't excel.  I have decided that I need to face this head on and make some changes.  I've read about 25 different organization/decluttering books but none of them seem to resonate with me.  So I'm taking baby steps.  I will accomplish ONE project a day.  Project doesn't mean that I'm going to be tackling a closet every day but perhaps a drawer, or a shelf.  Today I cleaned out my craft room.  It was so liberating.  I even laid down on the floor and made carpet angels just because it was spacious and nicely vacuumed.  I know that this isn't of interest to anyone but me but I was hoping that by putting it in writing I'll stick to it.  I like to be held accountable for things and perhaps I'll make myself a chore chart with gold stars.

Seriously?

Today I overfilled the cupcake tin and ended up with cupcake all over my oven.  Then I got a knife stuck in the garbage disposer and ended up somehow having egg and icky water shoot up from the disposal and into my freshly washed hair and face.  I dropped an entire can of Dr Pepper on my bed and in an attempt to save what I could I ended up spilling it all over just about every surface in my bedroom.  To finish it off I hemmed Bailey's pants...inside out...both legs....and they weren't even straight.  I think perhaps my husband was right when he said I should just take a day off!