tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-60996722012-01-17T12:23:14.418-06:00Day to day rants, musings, and general drudgery of a SAHM/student to four kids.Paulahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13519302817665034702noreply@blogger.comBlogger1321100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6099672.post-7639867528584853802008-11-05T00:35:00.002-06:002008-11-05T00:49:45.297-06:00

Long time, no blog, right? ;) I've been super duper busy this semester. The online classes are kicking my ass, it's a lot harder keeping up than I had anticipated. I'm doing well in all of my classes, though, so that's good. I was also busy for a while helping to plan my sister's wedding. She got married on October 18. Hopefully I'll have pictures to put up soon! We haven't been able to get

Paulahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13519302817665034702noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6099672.post-91347841484122597202008-09-02T23:35:00.002-05:002008-09-02T23:48:21.544-05:00

Back in June, my little brother got in touch with me. He was leaving for the military in September, and wanted to see my sisters and I before he left. He's 25 now, the last time I saw him he was 16. We didn't grow up together, we don't really know each other. All we had in common was our DNA. It was funny, though. When he got here, it wasn't all that weird or awkward. We had a great visit, and we

Paulahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13519302817665034702noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6099672.post-39042206676660986722008-07-14T14:39:00.005-05:002008-07-14T15:49:17.017-05:00

Working from home is all the rage these days - anyone with a telephone can get a job answering phones remotely, taking orders, and providing other customer service. But there are a whole range of jobs available that vary from the norm - they aren't the usual telephone work or data entry. Some pay better than others, some have varying schedules, so it's not constant income. It just depends on what

Paulahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13519302817665034702noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6099672.post-89836725895020755792008-07-12T00:18:00.002-05:002008-07-12T00:23:14.453-05:00

I went out and got me a job today. I've been looking, but not getting any responses from anywhere. On a whim today, I called the movie rental store I worked at a couple of years ago and talked to the manager. I asked him if they were hiring, and when he found out it was me, he told me to come in and get an application. When I showed up, he had already called the district manager and okay'd it

Paulahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13519302817665034702noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6099672.post-36944720285431386092008-07-11T01:38:00.002-05:002008-07-11T01:44:59.402-05:00

I've been trying to come up with ideas to write about lately, and I've had plenty of them! I just can't seem to craft anything into a coherent, non-sleep inducing post to entertain the masses (okay, the two of you that read here). Something will happen and I'll think "Oh! I can make a blog post out of that!", only to discover when it comes down to it, that I can't think of much to say on the

Paulahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13519302817665034702noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6099672.post-30539222855456139282008-07-05T00:37:00.003-05:002008-07-05T00:47:42.880-05:00

It's been pretty boring around here lately, and I haven't had a lot to blog about. Last weekend was fun, we spent Saturday with my brother, SIL, nephew & niece. On Sunday, we took the kids swimming and then fishing. The rest of the week has just been kind of blah. We've done pretty much nothing.Tonight was a huge bust. We were supposed to go over to a friend's for a party, but that didn't work

Paulahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13519302817665034702noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6099672.post-35735213088132406072008-06-27T19:18:00.002-05:002008-06-27T19:23:01.077-05:00

974 is the number of text messages my husband had on his cell phone for last month's billing cycle. More were received than sent, and all of them were from and to my SIL. 195 is the dollar amount that said text messages are costing us on our bill. Pissed doesn't even begin to describe me over this. Like we can afford an extra $200 charge on our cell phone bill right now. I think I'm going to have

Paulahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13519302817665034702noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6099672.post-87305903238213441482008-06-21T23:50:00.002-05:002008-06-21T23:55:10.500-05:00

What is it about shampoo that is so fascinating to a three year old? Maggie has this thing with pouring out entire bottles of shampoo and/or conditioner. In the past week, she has dumped out two family size bottles of shampoo and one of conditioner! It's driving me insane! I try to keep the bottles put up out of her reach, but sometimes I forget after I give baths. That's what happened with the

Paulahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13519302817665034702noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6099672.post-69672956967315896892008-06-18T00:39:00.002-05:002008-06-18T00:52:17.848-05:00

I am so chatty lately. I just keep thinking of things to blog about. I think it's my boredom showing.Anyhoo. Tonight Darrell and I watched The Bucket List. It has Morgan Freeman and Jack Nicholson. They meet in a hospital where they both have cancer, and they create a list of things to do before they die, and then go and do them. It started out great, Morgan Freeman does some narration and I

Paulahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13519302817665034702noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6099672.post-72796395891976663872008-06-17T18:47:00.003-05:002008-06-17T18:58:28.171-05:00

I had requested some information about selling Avon recently. I thought it might be a good way to earn a few extra bucks, and I wouldn't have to do anything like home parties. I get a call from a lady wanting to meet with me to well, let's be honest, get me to sign up. She's not from here, but she had a meeting today in a nearby town, so I agreed to meet her at McDonald's in my town. We were

Paulahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13519302817665034702noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6099672.post-52221427933099995042008-06-16T23:43:00.002-05:002008-06-16T23:54:49.841-05:00

I had a cute idea for a post. I took pictures of Shelby doing her gymnastics stuff and was going to put them in a post. But, alas! ;p For some reason, PSP is missing from my computer, and we can't find the disk anywhere, so I have no way to resize. So, I can only link from my DropShots accountAnyway, Shelby loves doing gymnastics. She's taught herself how to do cartwheels, one and two handed;

Paulahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13519302817665034702noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6099672.post-35577738425380481902008-06-10T14:08:00.003-05:002008-06-10T14:20:45.935-05:00

Yeah, that lasted long, didn't it? I am so freaking bored! I guess the past two semesters at school got me used to being busy and now I have nothing to do but clean the house. It's too hot to hang around outside for very long, gas is too high, and we are too broke to go and do many things.Mackenzie finished her softball season last night. I got some pictures of her when she was batting, but she

Paulahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13519302817665034702noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6099672.post-45342081231149787752008-06-04T22:48:00.002-05:002008-06-04T22:56:17.460-05:00

I got a call yesterday telling me that Maggie had definitely been secured a spot in the Pre-K program for next school year, and asking me if I wanted to go ahead and come in today to get her enrollment papers and have her testing done (They do some academic tests on them at the beginning, and then at the end of the school year. Of course, testing so early may skew Maggie's results, since she

Paulahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13519302817665034702noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6099672.post-20897580255367843932008-05-26T13:27:00.002-05:002008-05-26T13:36:34.976-05:00

Now Mackenzie's sick. :/ She's got the same symptoms the other kids had; fever, chills, headache, stomachache. She's not vomiting but she feels like she's going to. Ugh!Yesterday, we went to my sister's house for a cookout. My other sister came, my grandparents, mom, uncle, and my sister's fiance's mom and stepdad were all there. We started it in late afternoon (around 4), since my sister worked

Paulahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13519302817665034702noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6099672.post-88558558901144878192008-05-21T23:04:00.002-05:002008-05-21T23:19:22.285-05:00

In my previous blog post, I said that Maggie was sick. Well, she was better by that weekend, and by then Darrell was sick. He was also being a big baby about it. I know he felt bad, but come on! I just thought Maggie was whiny. Heh. He went to the doctor on Monday, and has a severe sinus infection, so he's on antibiotics and some other meds. Monday morning, Hunter got up saying he wasn't feeling

Paulahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13519302817665034702noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6099672.post-86978292395410669032008-05-15T19:05:00.003-05:002008-05-15T19:26:04.241-05:00

I have been thoroughly enjoying my summer vacation so far. To start with, I got As in Spanish II and Sociology, and a freaking B in Algebra. Hallelujah! The first week (last week), I pretty much laid around and did nothing, just relaxed, enjoying not having to study or complete homework. Woot!This week, I went to the library and got some books, plus my sister gave me a big stack, so I've been

Paulahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13519302817665034702noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6099672.post-12540933187710263802008-05-11T01:00:00.002-05:002008-05-11T01:05:43.732-05:00

Darrell got some bug up his ass today and fixed my dishwasher today, and our toilet (thank god, I was tired of using the kids' bathroom). So I don't have to wash dishes by hand as much anymore. Woohoo!I am also totally drunk right now. Today is my sister's birthday. Her fiance is out of town, because his grandfather died, so we went over to her house tonight. It was just my two sisters, my mom,

Paulahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13519302817665034702noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6099672.post-79868495553548743652008-05-07T22:43:00.002-05:002008-05-07T22:49:08.059-05:00

Shelby is still sick. I took her to the doctor this afternoon. Her temp is running about 103, and I can't get it to come down. :/ They did a strep swab, which was negative. Then they drew blood, and said she's fighting a "strep-like" infection. Whatever the hell that means. The doctor said she was calling it tonsillitis, but uh, Shelby has no tonsils. If her fever hasn't broken by Friday, I have

Paulahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13519302817665034702noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6099672.post-39507282299399222352008-05-05T22:07:00.002-05:002008-05-05T22:18:03.765-05:00

Shelby came home sick from school today. She was wearing her jacket when she came out of the building, and it was 77 degrees this afternoon. She said it was cold in the school, so I didn't think much of it. Then she told me that she had slept the whole nap and Mr. H had to wake her up to leave, so I thought she was still groggy from having just woke up.We went by the grocery store before we came

Paulahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13519302817665034702noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6099672.post-6965362163594447692008-04-30T20:54:00.002-05:002008-04-30T21:15:51.410-05:00

(Sorry, I can't get the tilde over the N)Today was my Spanish final (as well as Algebra), and it started out boring enough. I was there about fifteen minutes early, and a few other people and I were just chatting. Everyone started coming in and we were just talking about how nervous we were, etc. The teacher was about 5 minutes late, but she came in and we were talking and joking around with

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I had my last day of class today, woot! I have final exams on Wednesday and Friday, but that's it. And? I had my last Algebra test last Wednesday, and I made a 93 on that sucker! Hell, yeah! I thought I did well, and I'm glad I did. I raised my average to an 82 with that test and redoing some homework to raise that grade. I just have to not bomb the final, and maybe I can make it out of that

Paulahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13519302817665034702noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6099672.post-30464402809107682332008-04-25T09:44:00.002-05:002008-04-25T09:52:34.534-05:00

Everyone has little things that bother them. I'm going to share some of my pet peeves now, because I'm PMSing and bitchy. Heh.There are some obvious ones, like chewing with your mouth open. That drives me pretty damn crazy, like I want to jam the fork into your eye if you do it.Cutesy little words that people use, like vaca instead of vacation, pressies instead of presents, and sammies instead of

Paulahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13519302817665034702noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6099672.post-23634627021314745002008-04-23T18:59:00.002-05:002008-04-23T19:15:11.805-05:00

To my husband:Yeah, I know I'm busy. I'm sorry if it seems like I don't have much time for you lately. But I am trying my level best to keep everything in order and running smoothly. You can say that I'm always either on the computer or watching tv, but I think we both know that I am usually cleaning the house, doing laundry, taking care of the kids, cooking, or studying. Yeah, I do have shows

Paulahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13519302817665034702noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6099672.post-6447041494336899662008-04-21T20:00:00.002-05:002008-04-21T20:12:27.262-05:00

It was so beautiful here this weekend. We got our tax return on Friday, and we went shoe shopping Saturday. We went to Columbia to Ross, and found Hunter & Mackenzie a pair of tennis shoes and Shelby some sandals there. Then we went to a store called Rack Room Shoes, and Shelby got tennis shoes there, Maggie got sandals, and Darrell and I got tennis shoes. It was expensive, but we all needed the

Paulahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13519302817665034702noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6099672.post-67886964246659928102008-04-15T13:54:00.002-05:002008-04-15T14:01:59.970-05:00

I'm bored, and don't have anything in particular to talk about right now. I should probably be studying double object pronouns or logarithms, but I don't feel like it.Darrell got his MRI last week, and we got the results this morning. They're referring him back to the pain clinic, and we'll see what that doctor recommends at that point.I registered for the fall semester last week, but I changed

Paulahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13519302817665034702noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6099672.post-55118201387224629332008-04-06T19:58:00.004-05:002008-04-06T20:12:52.926-05:00

I've decided to restart the healthy eating and exercising. I feel like I'm at a place where I'm ready to do it. I don't want to go all gungho and screw up shortly after I start, so I'm just making a few adjustments to start with. There are three changes I'm making to start with:1) Drink more water2) Pick healthier snacks3) Be mindful of portion sizeI'm going to try to do some of my exercise DVDs

Paulahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13519302817665034702noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6099672.post-49851846251151562182008-04-01T09:20:00.000-05:002008-04-01T09:22:11.561-05:00

Shelby:[Comes in the house after I heard Hunter say someone was pulling in the driveway.]Me:Who's here, Shelby?S:It's some guy, he wanted to go somewhere, but he didn't know where to go, so he asked Daddy where he should go.Me:It was someone wanting directions?S:Yes.Maggie:[Goes to the bathroom and is in there a while. (This is never a good sign) I go in to check on her.]Me: What are you

Paulahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13519302817665034702noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6099672.post-23199519576152870252008-03-27T11:30:00.002-05:002008-03-27T11:44:12.862-05:00

I had my second test in Algebra yesterday. I got a little extra help this time, and thought I had a decent handle on it. I felt pretty decent about the test when I got home yesterday, then I went on the website today to see my grade. I made a 72 on this test, which means I actually made a 67, and got the 5 extra points for doing the practice test. Damn, man! I hate that I can't grasp this, I hate

Paulahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13519302817665034702noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6099672.post-7025213686167019172008-03-16T02:16:00.002-05:002008-03-16T02:23:26.970-05:00

We had an adventure with Shelby tonight. She was in her room around 10 PM, jumping on her bed. She was supposed to be laying down, waiting for me to come read her a bedtime story. But instead she was jumping on the bed, fell, and hit her head on a screw that was sticking out of the wall. The reason there was a screw sticking out of the wall is because Shelby & Maggie switched rooms with Hunter

Paulahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13519302817665034702noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6099672.post-36835341322912280462008-03-11T13:13:00.002-05:002008-03-11T14:12:31.161-05:00

Darrell has teased me for a long time that the Spanish word for down, or below, abajo, sounds like: a butthole. Well, today, Maggie was watching Diego on tv. He was saying 'mas abajo' over and over. Darrell said to Maggie, "Ma's a butthole? Did you hear him? He said Ma's a butthole." Maggie, without missing a beat, said "Daddy is, too!"HA! I love that kid.

Paulahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13519302817665034702noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6099672.post-89018186326450760402008-03-07T22:14:00.003-06:002008-03-07T22:21:19.505-06:00

I generally take change very well, I can handle changes in my home life, at school, with the kids, etc. But, today, we had to get a DirecTV DVR box instead of the Tivo box we've had for the past 2 1/2 years. Our Tivo box bit the dust, and DirecTV doesn't have a contract with Tivo anymore. And, well, it sucks. I don't like the DVR format, I don't like the way you record stuff, I don't like the way

Paulahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13519302817665034702noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6099672.post-44983188490070216582008-03-06T11:27:00.002-06:002008-03-06T11:33:57.688-06:00

I haven't done much of anything this week, and it's been SO nice. I got the house completely cleaned on Saturday, and I've had the energy (and time!) to keep it clean this week, so it's not a mess like it usually is on a Thursday. I took Mackenzie to Girl Scouts on Tuesday, and also gave blood earlier that day, but that's all I've done this week. I have to grocery shop today, and Mackenzie and I

Paulahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13519302817665034702noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6099672.post-1755978713203704492008-02-29T12:09:00.002-06:002008-02-29T12:20:11.185-06:00

At this very minute, I'm feeling very insignificant, unappreciated, and unneeded. And not by my children either, it's my husband. He's been off work for almost a month now, and this situation isn't working. I've tried to give him time to rest and get used to things, but he doesn't seem to be getting into any kind of routine. Well, he has if you count laying around all day, playing on the computer

Paulahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13519302817665034702noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6099672.post-14544656467739300652008-02-27T16:10:00.002-06:002008-02-27T16:22:41.416-06:00

I realized yesterday that I only have 15 classes left before finals this semester. That's only 7 weeks plus one class the week of finals. Woot! I don't know where this semester went, but half of it has passed by very quickly. I'm sure you will all be glad, too, so you don't have to listen to me whine about Algebra anymore. Heh. Speaking of, I only made a 70 on that test last week. :/ I got 5

Paulahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13519302817665034702noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6099672.post-79177611301493292052008-02-18T00:49:00.002-06:002008-02-18T01:00:10.084-06:00

Back in the winter of '04-'05, my family was sick everytime I turned around. We passed things around and around, and as soon as the last person was getting over something, someone got something else and started passing it around. Well, we're going through that again this year. We've had colds and viruses and bronchitis and who knows what else thrown in there. I've already had something like 4

Paulahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13519302817665034702noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6099672.post-86260191177639472852008-02-11T16:13:00.000-06:002008-02-11T16:27:08.058-06:00

I keep thinking it's Tuesday today, dammit! I hate when I do that. I was just freaking out because we have to take some sandwiches to GS tomorrow, and I was thinking it was tonight and I didn't have them ready!So, now that that's out of the way. I have been horrible about new posts in here lately. It has just been on warp speed around here. Trying to find time to study, attend school, do girl

Paulahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13519302817665034702noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6099672.post-91736965574525189512008-01-29T13:18:00.000-06:002008-01-29T13:27:36.278-06:00

Between three kids being sick over the past week, trying to keep up in Algebra, cooking, cleaning, and general day to day stuff, I'm tired. Thank goodness all the kids are well again, Hunter missed three days of school last week and Shelby missed two. Maggie was sick from the previous week, through the weekend, and she went to the doctor on Tuesday. It was mostly viral, with a touch of bronchitis

Paulahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13519302817665034702noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6099672.post-68816168663786684682008-01-17T23:27:00.000-06:002008-01-17T23:34:42.375-06:00

I started back to school on Monday. It was a very overwhelming day. I think I'm going to like Sociology, I got to Spanish and realized I had forgotten a lot of the vocabulary from last semester, and then I got to Algebra and I wanted to run screaming from the room. And in the midst of all of that I still had no idea what I was supposed to do for my Speech class (online).So, when I finally found

Paulahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13519302817665034702noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6099672.post-67821772871444404852008-01-12T18:51:00.000-06:002008-01-12T19:03:54.897-06:00

Mackenzie woke me up this morning and told me that she was vomiting. Ugh. She threw up probably 5 or 6 times this morning and was white as a sheet. Around noon I sent her to bed and she took a nap for a couple of hours. I had her sipping on a bottle of water, too. When she got up she said she felt better and ate some crackers. I hope that's the end of it, and that none of the other kids get sick.

Paulahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13519302817665034702noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6099672.post-62181014244800699052008-01-08T09:53:00.000-06:002008-01-08T10:05:43.383-06:00

This morning I was listening to the radio while I was driving the kids to school. The station I listen to has a trivia contest every morning, called Gender Wars. They have a woman and a man contestant, and they ask each one questions that are typically something that the other gender would know. So, this morning they asked the woman what western movie starred Russell Crowe and Christian Bale, 3:

Paulahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13519302817665034702noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6099672.post-71834466554340515092007-12-31T00:24:00.001-06:002007-12-31T00:27:23.363-06:00

But I forgot what it was. Don't you hate when that happens? :D

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So, Christmas is over, and I'm slowly getting my house back into pre-holiday shape. Today, we all slept in and then I spent most of the afternoon sitting in the chair, watching a Project Runway marathon and thinking how I really needed to clean the house. Finally, around 6 PM, I got off my ass and started putting away all of my Christmas decorations and taking down the tree. Then I cleaned

Paulahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13519302817665034702noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6099672.post-54410630758529156402007-12-24T00:09:00.000-06:002007-12-24T00:18:05.671-06:00

This will probably be my last blog entry before Christmas, so I wanted to wish you all a wonderful holiday, if you celebrate. :) I know I don't have many readers, but that's okay. I enjoy keeping this blog (finally!), so I'm fine with having only a few readers. :)Yesterday, we did the Christmas party I mentioned in another post. I had a really good time. I got to see all of my aunts and uncles

Paulahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13519302817665034702noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6099672.post-84173046598723175272007-12-20T22:54:00.000-06:002007-12-20T23:02:16.064-06:00

Yay! I got a B in the dreaded Art class. It looks like she didn't take any points off for my absence. I got As in both Spanish and Lit, which I was pretty sure of. Here's the proof:Undergraduate Course work CRN Subject Course Section Course Title Campus Final Grade Attempted Earned GPA Hours Quality Points 80001 ART 1030 A Intro to Visual Arts Main Campus B 3.000 3.000

Paulahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13519302817665034702noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6099672.post-46425696751967595062007-12-15T21:26:00.000-06:002007-12-15T21:37:18.021-06:00

Last night, Mackenzie's girl scout troop went to see the Radio City Christmas Spectacular in Nashville. We went last year too, and it was so much fun. I took Shelby with us this year and she absolutely loved it. I was so glad I took her, it was fun just to watch her reactions to the different shows. All of the girls had a great time. Next year, we're going to try to go see the Nashville Ballet. I

Paulahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13519302817665034702noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6099672.post-41865604413951036262007-12-13T13:31:00.000-06:002007-12-13T13:34:43.408-06:00

Halle-freaking-lujah!I think I did well on all three of my finals. If my calculations are correct, I'll have an 84 average in Art. I hope like hell that she doesn't take off the 5 points for my absence so I can be clear of that class. If she does, it'll drop me to a 79, which will have me retaking the class. Not with her, though, that's for damn sure!I need to nap now. :D

Paulahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13519302817665034702noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6099672.post-11003105296216938432007-11-30T12:37:00.000-06:002007-11-30T12:52:05.327-06:00

I have two more classes (next Tuesday and Thursday) before my final exams and the end of the semester. Yahoo! I am so glad to be finished with this semester. On the other hand, of course, that means I have to study for final exams. Of which, two are going to be hard. In the current Spanish lesson, we're learning about a billion verbs that have stem changes. For example, querer. It means 'to want'

Paulahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13519302817665034702noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6099672.post-73168274768200028012007-11-25T23:09:00.000-06:002007-11-25T23:12:09.394-06:00

I spent much of Saturday getting all my research in order and starting to organize my Art paper. Today I began typing it all up. I had almost four pages of notebook paper handwritten. I started typing and got towards the end, and realized it was only about two pages long in Word. I told my mom that it didn't appear to be as long as I had thought, when she said "Are you supposed to double space?"

Paulahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13519302817665034702noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6099672.post-90355863946110628352007-11-25T22:27:00.000-06:002007-11-25T22:59:24.938-06:00

I hope everyone had a wonderful Thanksgiving. Those that celebrate it, anyway. :) These past few weeks have been extremely stressful for me, with Shelby having some troubles at school. It's still not completely cleared up, but hopefully it will be soon.We had a great Thanksgiving. I cooked dinner and it was delicious, if I do say so myself. We went down to my grandparents' house to visit after we

Paulahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13519302817665034702noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6099672.post-65277304981401287082007-11-14T08:52:00.000-06:002007-11-14T08:53:45.356-06:00

I swear to god that I cannot take one.more.fucking.thing. I am so fed up. I need a vacation.

Paulahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13519302817665034702noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6099672.post-8692692193175638462007-11-12T00:20:00.000-06:002007-11-12T00:33:56.473-06:00

I woke up this morning feeling good. My mom had got up with the kids, let me and Darrell sleep in, and started cleaning the house. Woot! Shortly after I got up, I started getting the telltale aura in my eyes. It lasted about ten minutes and then the headache started. It wasn't very bad at first, but the more I sat there, the worse it got. I was trying to do research on my paper, so that probably

Paulahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13519302817665034702noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6099672.post-23610266532002490812007-11-08T20:01:00.000-06:002007-11-08T20:33:02.593-06:00

I am in a bad fucking mood, lately. I don't know what it is, but I am more confrontational than I have ever been, and just about everything is pissing me off. My kids' teachers, my husband's boss (which also happens to be his father), my husband's brother (who thinks he is the boss), my college, random people on the internet. Heh.Spring registration for currently enrolled students starts Monday.

Paulahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13519302817665034702noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6099672.post-4898888119985521222007-11-04T10:39:00.000-06:002007-11-04T10:46:54.590-06:00

The kids had a blast on Halloween. Hunter was dressed as a punk rocker, Shelby was Snow White, and Maggie was a witch. Mackenzie was a devil, but she was very last minute on going, so I don't have any pictures of her. Anyway, we live out of town, so we have to drive into town to trick or treat. We met my sister, her fiance, and her kids in a neighborhood near the park and walked around with them.

Paulahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13519302817665034702noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6099672.post-66765266586052380532007-11-02T23:18:00.000-05:002007-11-02T23:34:24.469-05:00

I have been so busy this week, it's making my head spin. My mom moved back to town last weekend. She's staying with us temporarily until she can get things in order. My sister and her almost 10 month old daughter were here from last Saturday until this evening, visiting. I've had school and everything I normally have going on. I was up until 1:30 AM the night before my project was due, getting it

Paulahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13519302817665034702noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6099672.post-35423889598949168862007-10-23T15:38:00.000-05:002007-10-23T15:45:32.566-05:00

I don't know how I'm going to get through the next 5 semesters of school. This one is kicking my ass. I just had midterms on Thursday and today, so there was lots of studying to be done. (I made a 94 & 89 in Spanish and Art, respectively) My Art project is due a week from Thursday, and I have barely started on it. I'm supposed to go to Nashville Sunday to the Frist Center, and then I have to

Paulahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13519302817665034702noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6099672.post-55781210390739759542007-10-22T18:25:00.000-05:002007-10-22T18:27:42.092-05:00

Maggie has started telling me "yes, boss!" If I tell her to do something, she says "yes, boss!" If I tell her to stop doing something, she says "yes, boss!" I have no idea where she got it from. It's cute, but I'm just waiting for someone in public to ask me why I make her call me boss.

Paulahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13519302817665034702noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6099672.post-59208686107309699152007-10-17T09:53:00.000-05:002007-10-17T09:59:54.979-05:00

So, I've decided to go ahead and try to potty train Maggie. I had originally intended to wait until I'm between semesters (mid-Dec. through the first week or so of Jan.) to try, but my friend Dawn, who babysits Maggie, said she wouldn't mind keeping it up when Maggie is at her house. That's why I had decided to wait, I didn't want to be inconsistent, with me only being home every other weekday,

Paulahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13519302817665034702noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6099672.post-10498623636420287322007-10-12T19:46:00.000-05:002007-10-12T19:57:54.951-05:00

I had PT conferences this week with the kids' teachers. I didn't schedule one with Mackenzie's teacher, because her grades are good and we haven't had any behavior issues. Shelby was having some behavior issues at the beginning of the year, so I wanted to see how she was doing. Her teacher reported that she is doing better, especially since he separated her and her little friend. Heh. He also

Paulahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13519302817665034702noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6099672.post-12888426809313474172007-10-06T22:00:00.000-05:002007-10-06T22:09:53.897-05:00

So, I'm drinking a little tonight. Whiskey. I haven't drank whiskey in probably oh, 12 years. I have been nursing a very, very mild drink, but I am totally feeling it. I'm surprised I am typing coherently. Or at least I think I am.We just watched the wildest fucking movie, or maybe it was just wild because I'm tipsy. It was Bug, with Ashley Judd. I had this idea that it was a horror type movie,

Paulahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13519302817665034702noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6099672.post-32260225761147017502007-09-26T08:51:00.000-05:002007-09-26T09:08:54.335-05:00

I know, it's always something with that class. I guess because most of the class is 18-19 years old, I don't know. Yes, the instructor is quite picky, and she doesn't always make sense, but really it's not that hard to get everything together. For instance, she told us we have to do an experience report, which is basically going to a museum or an architectural work and writing a paper on it.

Paulahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13519302817665034702noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6099672.post-12382550217222144152007-09-19T08:42:00.000-05:002007-09-19T08:52:53.550-05:00

This is what my Art teacher says all.the.time. However, but. At first I thought it was just a one time thing, she must realize they mean the same thing, right? But, no, she has continued to say it repeatedly at each class. And she says it all together, like it's one word. It's especially funny, because she is such a stickler about pronunciation and such. She'll correct us if we say Renaissance

Paulahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13519302817665034702noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6099672.post-7902644956040417382007-09-12T21:28:00.000-05:002007-09-12T21:46:22.166-05:00

I'm on my third week of school, and the pressure is mounting. I got lulled into thinking it might not be so bad, so hard, during those first two weeks, but uh, yeah, it is. I have so much to do, I need to start my first paper in Lit, which I'm terrified of doing. My first Art test is coming up, and I know it's going to be killer just from what she's already told us we need to know. I have to do a

Paulahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13519302817665034702noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6099672.post-430294676270580482007-09-07T15:59:00.001-05:002007-09-07T16:06:31.748-05:00

3 years ago today, I gave birth to my baby, my precious last child, my namesake! I so wanted to hold on to her time as a baby, knowing just how fast it goes, and I did, but it still went by far too fast. Today, she's a rambunctious, chattering, smiley, laughing, hilarious, sweet, affectionate, loving, adorable little 3 year old. She melts my heart when she says 'I love you, mommy', and irritates

Paulahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13519302817665034702noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6099672.post-72386667538437546002007-09-02T21:19:00.000-05:002007-09-02T21:26:04.013-05:00

To go with my whine. I'm sick. :( The kids have ever so thoughtfully shared their cold with me. I feel like crap today. I'm congested, barking like a dog, dizzy, and just feel rundown. My back is hurting and now my tongue is numb. I've just been laying around the house today, but my house is an utter disaster and tomorrow I have to get it completely cleaned up, and grocery shop, since I have

Paulahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13519302817665034702noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6099672.post-38193534145801553222007-08-31T16:26:00.000-05:002007-08-31T16:33:36.085-05:00

So, I had my first week at school. It went well, although now I'm quite a bit older than most of the other students. Heh. I'm liking Spanish, that is going well, although it is hard. I am not liking Lit or Art. I'm not a big fan of analyzing everything to death, and that's pretty much what we're doing in both classes. "What does the airplane symbolize?" Who cares? I read mostly for entertainment

Paulahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13519302817665034702noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6099672.post-61015564196005961622007-08-27T22:42:00.000-05:002007-08-27T22:47:31.458-05:00

Tomorrow is my big day, I start school! I'm nervous and excited all at the same time. There are still a few things to be done, which irks me. I thought getting my financial aid stuff filled out back in April, and my admission application in June would leave enough time to get everything squared away before the first day. But, no. I have to go in early tomorrow and make sure my tuition is charged

Paulahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13519302817665034702noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6099672.post-81367930583638761652007-08-27T08:59:00.000-05:002007-08-27T09:00:46.164-05:00

I added one of those buddy map things to my blog, so please add yourself! I'm not so arrogant as to assume I have a lot of readers, but I thought it would be fun to do. It's at the bottom of the blog, so please add your name. :)

Paulahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13519302817665034702noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6099672.post-563295927729208682007-08-24T21:52:00.000-05:002007-08-24T21:56:22.040-05:00

Shelby lost her first tooth tonight! I had no idea she even had one loose, she never told me. She ran up to me this evening and said she had a loose one, and it was just hanging on by a thread at that point. She pushed it around with her tongue for a few minutes and it popped out! Everything is happening at once with her. She just finished her first full week of school, and now lost her first

Paulahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13519302817665034702noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6099672.post-67663336981961324582007-08-23T22:13:00.000-05:002007-08-23T22:21:48.112-05:00

I've suffered from general anxiety for over 3 years now. It was triggered when our friends were murdered in 2004. I suffered with it for a while, went on Lexapro briefly and then back off it. I don't like taking daily medication, and I've always been able to handle it pretty well. I don't know what's wrong with me lately, but it's gotten bad and I'm not handling it well. I'm sleeping a lot, I

Paulahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13519302817665034702noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6099672.post-30201806686221457082007-08-16T00:59:00.000-05:002007-08-16T01:03:42.802-05:00

I just finished watching a documentary on HBO called White Light, Black Rain: The Destruction of Hiroshima and Nagasaki. I have always been interested in World War II, so I tivo'd this the other day when I saw it on. It made me incredibly sad. I just keep seeing the pictures and images they showed. The survivors they interviewed were so young when it happened, mostly small children, and it hurts

Paulahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13519302817665034702noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6099672.post-19846517241491800872007-08-11T18:42:00.001-05:002007-08-11T18:47:09.458-05:00

I forgot to mention when I posted last night, Shelby got a haircut! Apparently her new school scissors were just calling her name, and for some inexplicable reason, she cut her hair. Up to her ear on the left side. Shelby, the child who has handled scissors for at least 2 years now, cutting paper and doing crafts, finally cuts her hair when she's 5 1/2! Luckily, the salon was able to get us in

Paulahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13519302817665034702noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6099672.post-9009813961603888162007-08-10T17:52:00.000-05:002007-08-10T18:23:21.148-05:00

The kids had their first week of school this week, and I've been trying to get everything lined up for my school, so I've been pretty busy. Hunter and Mackenzie started out with a full week, and since Shelby is in Kindergarten, she's on a staggered schedule and only went one day this week. All of them like their teachers, and the year has started off well. Hunter was extremely nervous about 6th

Paulahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13519302817665034702noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6099672.post-57156096171895494582007-07-29T21:30:00.000-05:002007-07-29T21:53:14.673-05:00

Back to school time is always fun, right? Shopping for school supplies, backpacks, lunchboxes, clothes, shoes. A fun time is had by all. Until it's not. I always start out the annual shopping day with high hopes and spirits. Until we hit the first store. Three kids scatter across the store grabbing what they need and/or want, yelling at Mom to come help them find this or that. It's about ten

Paulahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13519302817665034702noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6099672.post-72726605980321179892007-07-27T15:39:00.000-05:002007-07-27T15:52:25.842-05:00

Today has been so lazy. The kids went out and played in the kiddie pool, and other than that we've done nothing. We all slept until around 11 AM, so we haven't even been up that long.I've started a new blog! I decided to keep my weight loss stuff separate, so I made a new forum for it. It's called My Weight Loss Journey. I am putting it all out there, and am really only looking for support. I

Paulahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13519302817665034702noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6099672.post-61028138026901734362007-07-27T12:01:00.001-05:002007-07-27T12:02:16.888-05:00

I went ahead and weighed this morning, just for the heck of it, and I've lost 4.5 pounds! Woot!

Paulahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13519302817665034702noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6099672.post-68510443594368354842007-07-26T00:10:00.000-05:002007-07-26T00:30:14.298-05:00

I've been busy over the weekend, and not so much this week, but I haven't had much to write about. I got a letter from the college on Saturday that I had to send my high school and GED transcripts to them. I called on Monday, because they should still have that stuff, but found out that they purge all those records after 5 years. So I called the high school on Tuesday and had them send that

Paulahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13519302817665034702noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6099672.post-45403330529925689492007-07-18T15:56:00.000-05:002007-07-18T16:12:14.380-05:00

For some reason, I got it in my head that my whole house needed to be cleaned from top to bottom, so I've been working on that this week. I've got a lot of it done, but I've been leaving the major rooms for last. Those being Shelby & Maggie's bedroom, and my & Darrell's bedroom. Those will probably take me a good two full days to do. Between that and taking care of Shelby, I haven't carved out

Paulahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13519302817665034702noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6099672.post-49087687934921980872007-07-13T22:18:00.000-05:002007-07-13T22:24:53.696-05:00

After only four hours of sleep Wednesday night, I was so exhausted yesterday. I got to be the one to drive to Nashville and back again, so that didn't help anything. Shelby's surgery went really well. She did fabulously for the staff, and in recovery. All the staff at Vanderbilt Children's Hospital is just amazing. I would absolutely want to take any of my kids back there if they need surgery for

Paulahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13519302817665034702noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6099672.post-82532653018570359912007-07-11T22:52:00.001-05:002007-07-11T22:57:09.849-05:00

We are all ready for Shelby's surgery tomorrow. We filled up with gas, got ice cream and popsicles, and all kids are deposited, or ready to be deposited, at the places they're staying tomorrow. I'm nervous, but I know things will go well. We're having it done at one of the best children's hospitals in the country, and it's a routine procedure. Darrell is having major anxiety over it, so I'm

Paulahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13519302817665034702noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6099672.post-77875520257721903712007-07-10T18:35:00.000-05:002007-07-10T18:46:10.330-05:00

Today was a good day. It's pretty laid back around here the last few days. Mackenzie is at my mom's house until the end of July. Hunter goes to work with Darrell during the day, so it's just been Shelby, Maggie and I at home. We slept in this morning, then I and they both needed a shower, so I put them in the shower with me. That was an experience, and not something that I plan on doing again. I

Paulahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13519302817665034702noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6099672.post-65276889966778972982007-07-09T14:32:00.000-05:002007-07-09T15:28:47.268-05:00

I just realized it's been over two years since I posted anything in this blog. I think I want to start again, but you know me. I've decided to try and take my blog in a little different direction, mostly about parenting, and the craziness that goes on in my house. I affectionately call our house a zoo, it's very loud and chaotic around here pretty much all the time between the hours of 8 AM -

Paulahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13519302817665034702noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6099672.post-1105852590630639882005-01-15T23:04:00.000-06:002005-01-15T23:16:30.630-06:00

Food is my master... How does food have such control over my life? How? I have completely lost control over myself this week. I didn't even weigh in this morning. I weighed on Wednesday and had gained back 1.5 pounds. This sucks! Why do I let food control me like this? I was watching that reality show on VH1 where the celebrities are competing to lose weight. The one lady that used to do the

Paulahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13519302817665034702noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6099672.post-1105247950856952102005-01-08T23:04:00.000-06:002005-01-08T23:19:10.856-06:00

Washclothes in the toilet, and other adventures with Shelby My third child is going to cause me to be grey before I am thirty. She has driven me completely batty this week. First of all, she has this huge attitude, and she's not even three yet! She's learned the lovely words 'stupid' and 'shut-up', and she loves to let me hear them. Her older brother and sister laugh and egg her on, so it's not

Paulahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13519302817665034702noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6099672.post-1104127376540012722004-12-26T23:46:00.000-06:002004-12-27T00:06:16.816-06:00

And, the letdown. . . Does anyone else feel this huge letdown after Christmas is over? I mean, there is this great, huge, l o n g leadup, and then it's over (snap!), just like that. I think I enjoy the anticipation of it more than the actual day. I love the Christmas season. I do not like seeing my friends stressed, but for me, I just refuse to get that way. Okay, I did for about a day when it

Paulahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13519302817665034702noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6099672.post-1103750591853370102004-12-22T15:13:00.000-06:002004-12-27T23:31:03.510-06:00

We Three Things: For Kim.. Three names you go by: Mom, Paula, Momma Three screennames you have: paula46, pkeeton, pmkeeton (How creative I am!) Three things you like about yourself: sense of humor, giving nature, ability to look at a situation from different perspectives Three things you hate/dislike about yourself: my intense dislike of confrontation. Not that being confrontational is a good

Paulahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13519302817665034702noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6099672.post-1103732055567703862004-12-22T09:58:00.000-06:002004-12-22T10:14:15.566-06:00

Fun with Family... So, who all is trying to deal with their families with the holiday fast approaching? I'm lucky, in that I don't have the familial problems that some do. And it helps that we don't go anywhere on Christmas, so there are no arguments about whose house we are going to, and how long we are going to stay at any one place. Most of my mom's family is going to my great-aunt's house in

Paulahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13519302817665034702noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6099672.post-1103165441155609002004-12-15T20:40:00.000-06:002004-12-15T20:52:35.526-06:00

Back in the swing of things... Okay, it's me again. To update from my last post in July -- I never did get a baby shower. Which was fine by me. Really. The bastard still hasn't gone to trial, either, but he didn't make bail. He can rot in jail forever as far as I'm concerned. I am not pregnant anymore (Hee!), and I passed the three hour GTT. And I didn't get that diaper bag, it went for way more

Paulahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13519302817665034702noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6099672.post-1103146391310618302004-12-15T15:22:00.000-06:002004-12-15T15:33:11.310-06:00

So, I'm back. Geez, it's been a long time since I've made an entry. I didn't realize it had been that long! A lot has went on since July. The kids started school, I had a baby, holidays, Darrell's been sick. I kept meaning to come post an update and then I'd think of all the things I had to update and it would just overwhelm me and I'd put it off again. Plus, I'm just not much of a writer, and I

Paulahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13519302817665034702noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6099672.post-1090288222526438792004-07-19T20:37:00.000-05:002004-07-19T20:51:58.156-05:00

Well, there was no baby shower yesterday. Stacey called me on Friday and said she hadn't been able to get a building reserved. She was going to keep trying to get ahold of the park manager and schedule it for August 1. We'll see though, I guess, Stacey is notoriously slow. I'm going ahead and buying things I need, I'm not counting on being given anything at a shower. Just in case. :) I had a Dr.

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I am starting to feel so uncomfortable. The baby is mostly all up in the top part of my belly, or it feels that way anyway. My stomach is mostly popped out at the top too, not at the bottom at all. I'm sure I look odd. Heh. Last night I felt so bloated, all the pizza I ate probably didn't help, but still. I've recently started waking up a lot at night too. I can't stay comfortable. I probably

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We've been here a week now. It's okay, I don't miss the other place as much as I thought I would. I was just so used to it, and it was our first place together. :) This place is smaller, but it has more room. Well, in spots anyway. Heh. The living room is considerably bigger, and so is the master bedroom. The kitchen, on the other hand, is teeny, and the bathroom would make a nice closet. One

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How do people get big titles? I've seen blogs with each entry titled. Oh well, I probably couldn't come up with a good title for every entry anyway. :) You know what I hate? Blobs of toothpaste left in the sink. God, my mind is all over the place. Haha. My mom came and moved her own stuff, woohoo! I'm so glad I didn't have to do that and try to stuff it all in the shed. I hope she has her own

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Well, I did it. I told Mom that she had to move her stuff out of the other trailer. I felt bad about it, I mean we did tell her she could stay there as long as she needed to. It just sucks that she already moved all her stuff in. I mean, the whole place is decorated and everything, even though there wasn't any water, electricity, septic, etc. And now she's told me she doesn't know if she'll be

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I always forget to read my comments. Heh. Am I supposed to reply to them, like it's a message board? LOL I'm clueless. Tonight is Mackenzie's last ball game. They won their game on Tuesday, 24-23. It was so close! What a great game, though. That team is a good one to play. Actually all the teams are except for one. They are really good (they didn't lose a single game), but they're snooty about

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I hate mopping. Really, if there was one chore I could pick that I'd never have to do again, I'd pick mopping. My arm is better, thank you for asking. :) I didn't go to the doctor because it cleared up on it's own after a few days of limited movement, and my Dr. was on vacation that week anyway. I think I just slept on it wrong and pulled something slightly out of place. The situation with my

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Whew! We've been busy these past few days. On Saturday morning, Kenzie had a game (one of only two Saturday games. I hate weekend games). Then Saturday afternoon, we all went to Columbia and saw Shrek 2. It was really good, we all liked it and had fun. It was expensive though. Including our lunch at Burger King, admission at the movies, and snacks, we spent around $65. Yikes! Which is why we

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Woohoo - new template! :) Redoing all the links and stuff is a pain in the ass, though. Heh. My mother is really getting on Darrell's and my nerves. I am such a wuss, I feel bad about feeling irritated with her. I've got to get this shit under control. I wonder if there is any self-help books on how to stop feeling guilty. Heh. Darrell has just about had it, he's about ready to tell her she

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One more day of school left. I'll be glad to get out of the 'rise at 6 AM' routine everyday. I hate getting up so early. But on the other hand, it's hard keeping these kids entertained for nearly 3 full months. This summer is going to be so miserable too. I've never been pregnant in the summertime. :) I have an OB appointment next week, the 24th. I was supposed to go on the 14th, but I cancelled

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Monday. Back to the grind for everybody. The kids only have three days of school left until summer vacation, though. I'm looking forward to the break, and dreading it too. The fighting between the kids is what I dread. I've got to keep us busy this summer. We can't do much running around though, not with gas prices so crazily expensive. We'll stick close to home I guess, play in the creek, take

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Well, the funeral was today. It was hard, too. Luckily it was pretty short. They played songs that made me cry and then the service the guy gave was nice. After that, they let anyone come up for a last viewing before they closed the caskets. We went up and looked and the kids took it really hard. They both were really sobbing. I think it did them good to go. Unfortunately, we did not get to go to

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