Archive | December 2014


It has been a great vacation! Right now we are at my husband’s family farm (He owns part of it with his sister, uncle, and cousin). We make another stop at my parents tomorrow for a third Christmas.

Today was a nice relaxing day. I caught up with some real-life friends and then spent a few hours on another social site I have not been on in about a month to catch up with some online friends. It’s just nice to goof off and waste an afternoon. I ‘ve needed this.

Wishing everyone a Happy New Year!



Too Good to be True?

One thing about standing at a kettle for several hours is you have time to think.  My mind keeps playing over recent events. Things have slowly been getting better in my marriage, but I can’t seem to truly enjoy it because I keep waiting for things to go back the way they were.

All of this came out of nowhere. I never expected this change, especially during this busy time of ringing the bells. He is exhausted having to do nearly 10 hours on his feet (the moms only work ’till 3:00 so they can pick up the children, but the men stay out ’till 8:00).

One day someone put $3000 in $100 bills in his kettle, (which put him in first place to win the prize for most money collected).  He was in a REAL good mood that night.

I just don’t know what is going to happen. I suppose I should just enjoy it while it lasts.

You Better Mean It

Things seem to be getting better.

More effort I can see.

You better mean it.

Sexy texts

You better mean them.

Don’t do this if it’s only a reset.

My mind is spinning.

You better mean it.

Boys vs. Girls?

I must have been living under a rock somewhere. My son’s wrestling coach asked if we were OK with our son wrestling a girl.  Seriously????

This is a private Christian school.  I’m all for equality, but that is too up close and personal for me.  I certainly wouldn’t want some boy all over my daughter where hands might end up in the wrong place (even accidentally). So, I said no, then my husband said no for the same reason and because he doesn’t want him to think it’s OK to dominate a girl physically.

So, I suppose we are “old fuddy duddy” parents.

I need to get out more. I had no idea this was even allowed.