A Little Spring Break Fun

I took my girls to a ceramic place where you can pick out the figurine/plate, mug, etc., and paint them. I decided to have a little fun and paint one of my own. :)

Happy Easter!

Happy Easter to All!

We have a long standing tradition in my family.

The night before Easter, the Easter Bunny hides all the Easter baskets that are filled with goodies all over the house. In the morning, all the kids have to find their Easter baskets. I did this when I was little as well. It's amazing some of the places I found my Easter baskets at times!!

I have kept this tradition alive with my girls as well. The only thing that has changed is the fact that the Easter Bunny now wraps the baskets in cellophane, because we have a cat and a dog in our house and we don't want them getting into the baskets in the middle of the night and eating all the chocolate. Case in point in following picture:

My youngest one was so excited when she got Hannah Montana socks in one of her Easter Baskets. She kept saying, over and over: "I got Hannah Montana socks!! I got Hannah Montana socks!!"

My oldest one was quite happy with her stash as well, as she organized it all too, including a gift card to Itunes:

A tradition that started at my Aunt's house as well, was looking for the plastic Easter Eggs out in the backyard. We used to go to her house every Easter, but she moved far away, so it's not possible to to there at Easter now. So we continued the tradition here at our house. As you can see, sometimes they have to climb to find those eggs:

A lot of times they are just in plain sight too:

Happy Easter to you all!!!

A Common Thread

There are about 20+ of us around right now wearing this.

Last month I had the priviledge of co-hosting a baby shower for a wonderful dear friend of mine, Schmoopy, who I have known most of my life. She loves to read and gather information and she came across this tradition: Blessingway. While we didn't go with the exact order of events, we did use some of them. One of them was a birthing necklace in which everyone placed a bead on the string to represent them and their loved ones and she is going to bring this in the delivery room with her as a symbol of our love for her and to give her strength in there knowing that we are all there with her in spirit.

Another one was the string you see above on my wrist. The guests who were invited all have one tied around their wrists and we are to wear it until her precious baby is born. It keeps us all thinking of her until she gives birth.

I, along with all of her friends are so happy that this day is almost here for her. She has had a long journey to this point.

I was talking to her the other day too, about a magazine, Parents. I have subscribed to it for over 11 years and I am now letting my subscription run out, as it is meant more for parents with younger kids and mine are getting a little old for the articles. I have enjoyed it immensely and it has come in handy so much for me. Now she will be getting it. One subscriber giving it up, another one starting out.

Ahh......Random Things......

Spring is almost here.

Good news on my end, I finished doing that darn yearbook for the girls' school. And it's my last year doing it too. It's just too much stress for me and my family and I need to focus more on me and my family.

And I love gardening.

So in celebration of finishing the yearbook, I went to Lowe's and bought plants for my garden.

I bought two hydrangeas, which are one of my absolute favorite flowers. I remember the huge hydrangea bush in my grandma's backyard. It was always so beautiful. When we sold the house after my mom died, I was able to take some of the clippings from that plant. This plant had been there since my grandma bought the house in 1950. And so far ::::::::::::::crossing fingers::::::::::, my clipping from that hydrangea is still surviving. I kept it in a pot for a couple of years, and then I finally planted it out in my front yard where it is shadier, so I'm hoping it will thrive even more out there and give color to our front yard.

We are almost to the 1/2 way mark of hubby being away and I miss him so much!

I ache for him. I just want him home.

I've never been a particularly patient person when it comes to things I want. And I want him. And even though this is the 7th time we've had to do a deployment, I'm still not a patient person when it comes to this. Obviously I have no choice in the matter and have to deal with it, but it doesn't mean I like it, or am any more patient.

It's Spring Break for the girls and the first week is over 1/2 way done(yes, they get two weeks, lucky for them).

I was supposed to get my new recliner tomorrow, however they made a boo-boo and put someone else's recliner in my box to be shipped. So as of right now, they have absolutely no idea where mine is. It could literally be in Canada for all they know. They hope it's not, because then it could take up to two weeks to get it back. Nice. Oh well, that's our luck when it comes to furniture. We NEVER get it on time. NEVER.

Tomorrow I get to put my new plants in the ground and pots. I can't wait. I love gardening. Oh wait, let me rephrase that. I love putting new plants in the ground. I love watering them. I love seeing them bloom. I hate weeding.

Ahhh, and I get to sleep in a litle bit tomorrow. That'll be nice.

I HATE Junior High

We just found out this evening that my eldest is supposed to be the brunt of a practical joke this week (it's bullying in my opinion) by some of her "supposed" friends, with this one girl who seems to be spearheading it all.

The one girl who told her, thank goodness, though told her not to tell anyone that she knows. Okay, I guess I understand that you wouldn't want to be labeled as the "snitch" or anything, but why doesn't this girl stand up for my eldest and tell everyone else that she thinks it's mean.

I HATE that junior high girls can be so petty and mean and spiteful. And to girls who have done absolutely nothing wrong.

I want to go to those girls and tell them what I think of them.

I want to pull my daughter out of school and homeschool her because of these awful, awful girls. But then they win, if I do that. And no one gets to push my daughter around.

No one.

I want her to find new friends.

Ones that wouldn't talk like this behind her back.

I want her to have her best friend back.

The one that moved out of state.

Then I wouldn't have to worry about this, because that friend was tried and true to her and helped her to be herself and not worry about what others think.

You know what they say though....

Karma's a bitch.

And it's going to bite them in the butt one of these days for being this way.

I just hope I'm around to see it.

Dr. Seuss

Dr. Seuss, we do love you.
You make us rhyme with new blue goo.

Green Eggs and Ham
That Sam-I-Am

A Cat In The Hat
how about that?

My youngest is now starting to read
And a book from you is just what she needs.

She created a reading area in the hall
With stacks of books around her all.

I had gotten these books out from in a box
That belonged to her sister, including Fox in Socks.

I myself had read them here and there
When I was young I read them everywhere.

Fox in Socks is my favorite one.
The tongue twisting.....I got it done.

And here my youngest is, reading Green Eggs and Ham.
She loves the book, especially Sam-I-Am.

So Dr. Seuss, thank you so much for your wonderful words.
Your drawings, rhyming and odd looking birds.