In everything in life there is some kind of art. There is art in reading a radiology report and there is art in dipping chocolates. Today we’re laughing because of the differences in art.
Yesterday, at the youth group at church, we had a mystery party. That’s all we knew about it before hand other then we were supposed to bring a treat. Now a mystery party, I think, calls for a mystery treat. So I did what every red blooded mom would do and I put my thinking cap on. What could possibly be a better mystery than Bertie Botts Beans from Harry Potter? It’s a treat where you never know just what you’re going to bite into. Of course… that’s the perfect mystery treat… One where no one will know what they’re going to bite into. So I went to the store and bought those chubby fat little pretzel stubs and seedless grapes. We brought them home, dipped them in chocolate, let them dry, put them in the same bowl and headed off to the Mystery party. Now I realize most churches don’t try to teach kids to tell lies, but that was the first thing we did. We learned to tell lies and detect them. They we did a relay race where you try to put cooked spaghetti noodles in a 2 litter bottle. It’s a lot harder then it sounds. Then we played a game of assassin. We had a lot of fun. When it was time to eat the treats I just stood back and watched. The size and shape of the pretzels vs the grapes was almost perfect. The first victim came over and bit into a pretzel. You could almost read his mind. “What is this chocolate thing. I guess I’ll try it. Oh, a pretzel. I like pretzels. I’ll take a few more.” Then you watch as that same victim bites into the second chocolate and voila, it’s a pretzel too. And one more and yeeeekowwwwwwwwwwwwwwwummmmmmm, what the heck was that? The faces and the reactions were more fun then the rest of the evening. It was so fun to watch. One person would ask another standing at the bowl what was in it. “Oh, it’s chocolate covered grapes. So the next person would be expecting something soft and instead get a pretzel, causing the second victim to think the first victim was lying. They would compare sizes and shapes and still not have a valid way to tell the difference. There were the adventurous people who would just eat what ever they picked up, there were the picky people who would prefer to get just grapes or pretzels but not both, there were the friends trying to convince friends they were all one thing and then purposely feed them something else. It was sooooooooooooo funny. I think I enjoyed that more then the rest of the party. I even heard pastor Bill tell someone that this was Karen’s mystery. Since I’ve been going to that church for over 2 years it’s nice to know the pastor really does know my name. It was a genuinely good time.
Tonight the doctors office called because they got the final radiology report on Raina’s foot and they’re not sure it’s not broken. We’re supposed to take her back in in the morning to get it checked out again. It just seems to be getting bigger and more bruised. If they can't fix it, we're just going to dig a hole in the backyard and bury her.....ok, not really but it's something my dad would have said.
Squishy is spending the evening with her mom, who drove down to Cabellas for something again this evening and got in another auto accident. She drives like a hot rod maniac and somehow gets people to hit her on a regular basis. I'm as blatently confused about that as I am about how Tonya finds people to marry her. It just flat out amazes me. Wow.
Well off to bed with me.
Tonight I'm saying a prayer for everyone in California, kentucky, texas, arizona and nevada that I know and love. You know who you are..
xoxoxo

typical eggs

Here is a picture of our typical carton of eggs. They look fabulous, don't they?

the normal ankle to compare

Don't look at the next blog unless you want to see something totally icky. If you do look at the other picture this is her NORMAL ankle so you can compare!

Warning! Don't look!

I have to warn you, this will scare you. Remembr this is not broken it's just sprained but have you ever seen an uglier sprain? You also need to remember this is skinny twiggy Raina's ankle, not the ankle of an elephant. We're hoping she'll be able to walk on it soon and she has her first Softball game next week. I'm taking bets if you think she'll be able to play. Whaddaya think?

I want bleacher butt back!

Well, Raina's basketball season is over but we're still looking forward to Reanna's Pocatello tournament. While we patiently wait, Raina is trying out for softball. She's very excited about her softball pitching coach and was talking about how much she has learned.
She called me today to come pick her up after practice and was just hanging out with her friends. By the time I got there she was in tears. Seems she's not as perfect as I think she is. She was sliding down the banister at school and fell. Her ankle was the size of a softball by the time I got there. Of course we ran to the doctor to make sure it wasn't broken. Nope, it's just sprained and she has to wear a brace for a few weeks but boy is she upset. How is she ever going to make the softball team with a sprained ankle? I was sure looking forward to getting bleacher butt from watching softball.
Trevor showed up just as we were off to the doctor so he went with us so he could hold her hand. I was telling Mary about it and it made me realize, he's been hanging out with her since July. Seven months is forever when you're as young as she is.
Reanna got her braces tightened today so her teeth are a little sore. She had a friend over after school and Squishy had her step sister Rachael over too. With Trevor that makes eight. When you have eight people over for dinner and one sprained ankle it's a sloppy joe night! You're not going to get anything else done so don't even try.
Well, I'm off to bed!
xoxoxoxox
oh, and chickens are doing great. I accidently left the door open last night and so they free ranged all day. They are always happy when they are out and about.

earthquake in russellville

Today, I was sitting at the computer at home printing Raina’s homework and I started to feel my chair.. sway isn’t the right word cuz what it was doing was kind of a circular motion, round n round… At first I thought I was experiencing an inner ear infection and was just dizzy. It started to make me feel like I was going to fall off the chair. I asked the girls if the house was shaking or if it was just me. They were up and moving and all of them said it was just me. Then I found out it was an earthquake. I wish the kids would have felt it but they didn’t. I’m happy to report no damage or injuries to anything but my ego. I guess I already knew the kids think I’m dizzy so no damage to even my ego. That was the first earthquake I’ve ever been awake for. I was impressed.
Now I’m sitting in a sixteen story glass building built on rollers so if we get another one… yippee.. I should know what Reanna’s experience is going to be like at Space Camp today.

Raina’s school is right on the top of the fault line and Reanna’s is right below the fault line. I can’t worry about how big the problem is, but trust the Lord. He’s much bigger then the problem.

We are making lasagna for lunch today at work. It’s my recipe so everyone assumes I’m the expert but like everything else I do, I kinda make it up as I go. I sure hope 50 people eating lunch today don’t figure out I’m a fraud. We cook it in several crock pots and I think that’s why everyone thinks it’s fabulous. I mean, who has ever heard of someone cooking lasagna in a crock pot. Well, again, I didn’t know it could be done. I just made it up. We’ve had it before and it worked well so let’s hope my cover isn’t blown today.
If the building falls, at least we’ll have lunch til they dig us out!

Russellville on a Wednesday

Not much new since basketball ended. I'm really not used to this having enough time to use my own bathrooom and spend time on the internet. This is wild! Can you imagine a day without 30 things planned? Oh, nevermind... neither can I.
Tomorrow Reanna is off to space camp! She packed her lunch tonight and I'll drop her off at school in the morning. She'll be gone to camp until about 7:00 pm tomorrow. It'll be a long day for her and I sure hope she's up for it because she's finally come down with that icky cold the rest of us have had.
Raina is in training for softball. When I came home today she was doing pushups and she's been lifting cans of veggies for weights. Silly girl.
We had dinner with my sisters tonight. I really do have a wonderful family. We always have so much fun. Next month we are meeting the day before Dad's birthday.
I had a dream about my dad last night. He was so content. He had come to show me that he got a hunting license and was going hunting with us this year. He looked so good and his big message to me was not to worry about the little things. Just enjoy life. He seemed to be surrounded by people that loved him. I don't know that I've ever seen him happier.
Chickens are great. I got 9 egges between today and yesterday. Even Fancy Pants laid an egg for me. Poor girls were out of oyster shell so I sent Randy on a trip to get some. He said the farm store has their baby chicks in. I'm going to have to go take a peek. I know the girls will want to.
I let the chickens free range for a few hours today. Funny thing is when the chickens are out the rabbit comes out of hiding too. Today after I filled his house with alfalfa and filled his food dishes with rabbit food, he was out grazing on chicken scratch I had put down for the chickens. I think my bunny thinks he's a chicken. For some reason, he just really gets along well with the chickens. I don't know if that means my bunny is weird or my chickens are weird.
My eggs are so beautiful. Green, light brown, dark brown, speckles... and they're big. I'm guessing they're extra large size.
The chicken yard was a little muddy so I put down some more straw and filled their hopper. It's getting warmer out there. I'm guessing it's almost warm enough I could turn their heat off in the day.
We're thinking about an adopt a chicken program for easter. I'm still working on the details. I'll let you know how it goes.
East girls won the first round in the state championship tournament. I don't know when the next game is but I'm looking forward to it. My bleacher butt is missing basketball!
Well, off to bed with me and I hope to write more soon.

easy come, easy go

The world famous East High School womens varsity basketball team will be playing for the state championship on Tuesday. Of course Raina played on every team except the varsity so she's really out of it. Reanna's team, who won first in their division, lost in the first game of the playoffs. It was horrible for Reanna. So, Raina's three teams and Reannas team, the 25 hours plus of basketball we were involved in over the last 3 months... is over. All of it.. Just over. Whoa, now what. We have done nothing but basketball for the last three months. Six days a week and hours and hours every single day. Reanna's team will still practice if they want to go to that pocatello tournament but other then that it's done. Randy and I have been talking about maybe running our own basketball camps over the summer. There are several girls who won't attend basketball camps and there is so much they need to learn. We're thinking we might plan a few weekends up at the hot springs camping, swimming and doing drills. Things Randy thinks the coaches aren't teaching. I guess that means it's in our blood.
Softball is starting soon. I've volunteered to be some kind of step and fetch it person. Just because the company I work for will give the school some money if I volunteer.
I don't have much more information on how to feel empowered again and how n0t to let this time of year turn me into a basket case. I'm still working on that. What I do have is the first few free nights I've had in months where I can sit with my kids and actually spend time with them that's not at a basketball game.
I tried to call my sister-in-law tonight but since she has recently moved, I'm not sure I have the correct phone number for her. I wanted to provide a little bit of support for her just in case this time of year turns out to be as hard on her as it is on me.
I need to spend tomorrow with my mother. I need to hug her and love her and just miss my dad. I need to talk to people who knew my dad and my sister-in-law and I need to share heartwarming stories. I need my husband. He is my strength in everything. I need Jesus whose plan is never to hurt us but always for our good. I need to pray to him and ask for guidence and strength in the coming days. I need time to find out just what I need to do and where I need to be to get through this horrible time of year.
This too shall pass.

unempowered

Have you ever felt like you don't have the power to make any decisions? Have you ever felt like someone else is in control over your entire life? Have you ever felt like you're going backwards? I remember when we were given power to do what was right for our customers at work. It was a fabulous feeling, however I am feeling like all of those empowering abilities have been taken away.
So do I have some problems? I do have a problem with stupid blind referees who let other players hit my daughter, push her, elbow her, kick her, scratch her and hang on her. I do have a problem with boys who think they deserve my daughter’s time. I do have a problem with taxes. I do have a problem with walking around with a timer in my pocket to make sure I’m not late from work breaks. . I have a problem with filling out 3 different sets of forms for disputes. I have a problem with my time not being flexible. I have a problem with email. I have a problem with schedules. I have a problem with people not caring for their kids. I have a problem with people using children for nothing more then a means of support. I have a problem with a ton of different things and it's all just coming to a head.
Then when I started counting all the things I have a problem with, I realized, yesterday… it's been 5 years since I've talked to my dad. Every year at this time everything rubs me the wrong way. Everything makes me mad and the real problem is me. For the first three years I called out sick on the anniversary of his death. I worked very hard on it and have made it the last couple of years but last year, my sister-in-law died on the same day as my dad died. No wonder this time of year I feel unempowered. No wonder this time of year I can't seem to do anything that makes me feel like I've accomplished anything. No wonder I'm flat out mad and I have no control. No wonder this time of year my very delicate emotional balance is tipped and I don't have the ability to fight it off with humor.
So if the problem is with me I have to ask why would loosing my dad and my sister-in-law to death make me feel unempowered? I no longer have the power to call them and just chat about anything. I no longer have the power to hug them or to hold them. I do, however, still have the power to love them. I just miss them. I miss them both so much that my heart aches.
If I want to spend time with them, really all I have to do is look around me. Everything in my life that I really love is a product, somehow or another of my dad. The man I married was my dads best friend for the last 15 years of his life. He is so much like my father. He is so caring and hard working and despite being a man he is loving. Not that superficial flowers on holidays type of love, but the get up early every time it snows and clean off my car type of love. The type of love that stays up late and does the dishes. The type of love that allows me to sleep in on weekends. The type of love that would never deny me anything he was capable of giving me. The type of love that will change my flat tire and bring me an iced tea to a basketball game. The kind that really thinks about me on a daily basis. He is like my father.
I have my fathers sense of humor and my father’s love of family. I have a very delicate emotional balance and the only thing that keeps me sane is humor. Sometimes my sense of humor is way out there. But so was his. Sometimes my sense of humor can get me in trouble, but I learned that from him.
My dad loved me. I have no doubt of that. I have no doubt that he would have done anything for me. He loved my mom and he loved my brothers and sisters. He only ever wanted what was best for us and he loved to spend quality fun time with his kids. Hmmm, I think my kids would say the same thing about me.
What about Aunt Lisa? If I want to see her, all I have to do is look at Raina. If I want to feel her love sunshine is the only thing I need. There are some memories that are so full of her laughter that all I have to do is picture a Christmas tree on top of a car and I laugh out loud. She had same real type of love that her brother has but she had a more emotional and sensitive love. Wow, sensitive is the perfect way to describe her love in my life. She knew what I needed even before I knew I needed something and she was always there to help.
Great, so I know the problem and I know the cause, what’s the solution? I’m sure the solution is as close as this book I keep on my desk and I’m going to work on finding it. If you have any suggestions I could sure use them but I’ll update as I get more information.

more from russellville.

Well, it was another action packed day at basketball. When the first game starts at 3:30 and the last game ends at 9:00 it’s no wonder it’s so easy to get bleacher butt.
Raina’s first game was a nail biter til the end and her team lost by 2 points in the last seconds of the game. It was horrible. Of course the refs were horrible. Randy keeps reminding me, “it’s just a game and the refs are going to suck.” I’ve found that sentence can fit into any cheer. It’s amazing. I think it’s just hard to watch when someone is pushing your daughter, hitting your daughter, smacking her, tripping her etc and there are no calls. I just want to get out there and slap the refs. There was an amazing woman sitting below me in the bleachers who was explaining to her sons that it’s never the refs fault if your team does badly. It does no good to yell and them and tell them they’re blind. I asked her if she gives lessons on how to get over being so angry at games and she said no matter what horrible thing the ref does, find something positive the team did and yell that instead. I’m going to try it.
The East High School girls varsity team won the regional championship last night. They will go on to play in the state game on Tuesday. I think we’re going to have to go to that too.
Raina’s second game wasn’t even really close but Raina played hard and I was proud of her.
We had a big bake sale at work yesterday and so at 3:00 pm when I was ready to leave work, I boxed up all the leftovers and took them to the team as end of season treats. It was a nice treat.
Reanna may have two games over the weekend, one on Saturday and another on Sunday if they win on Saturday. Her team has also been invited to a tournament in Pocatello Idaho and we went on that trip with Raina when she was in fifth grade. It was a blast. Reanna is looking forward to that. It should be a ton of fun.
Yesterday was Valentines and I think we had a good day. Treats for everyone but with all the basketball we didn’t really get a chance to celebrate our love for each other. Hopefully we don’t need to set aside a day just to tell each other we love each other. It seems kind of silly really. It’s something we should do every day.
Hopefully we’ll have a fun filled action packed weekend and after the snowstorm over the last few days that dumped feet of snow all over the valley, there is lots of wet muck that needs to be dealt with. The chicken coop will need to be cleaned out and we’re starting to see the grass come up from under the snow. Spring is on it’s way.
Today I’m struggling with empowerment. There are certain things that I take for granted that I have been given empowerment to handle. Today I need to remember to let go, and Let God.

Now this is funny

I was sent this in an email today and since the last egg post I thought it would be fun to add to the blog. This is life with chickens!

bleacher butt

It occured to me today when I was thinking about how I spend my time, that I should only have a couple more weeks of bleacher butt from basketball. Then I get to have bleacher butt from softball but I think that'll be a different kind of bleacher butt. At least I'm hoping. Now I know how come parents all have square bottoms. It's not from aging... it's from sitting in bleachers half their lives.

Happy Valentines Day.

If you're reading this, chances are pretty dang good that I love you. I've probably been thanking God for your presence in my life for years. What better day to tell you how much I love you then St. Valentines Day? How lucky am I that you are part of my life.
I do have some regrets however. I regret not telling you face to face every single day. I regret being so busy that I don’t call and I don’t write. I do love you. My family and my friends are the most important thing in my world.
Speaking of my world, boy did we get a snow storm today! It was so bad several school buses couldn’t take kids home and they had to turn around and head back to the schools. The kids are spending the night at school. How cool would that have been?
It took me 45 minutes to drive from work to Reanna’s school. During morning rush hour it normally takes me about 10 minutes to get from school to work and if it’s not rush hour it takes 7 or 8 minutes tops, even if I stop to pick up an extra kid every now and then. Well, my mothers house is 10 blocks away and it took me 20 minutes to get 10 blocks and the only reason I got there so quick was my van has all wheel drive so I took the back roads. If I would have stayed on the main roads it would have taken me at least an hour and a half. There were 5 or 6 accidents in between my house and my moms. The roads were slick, slick, slick and the snow was just white out conditions.
Well my kids are home safe and sound and didn’t have to sleep at the school. I did go to school today for Reanna’s parent teacher conference and learned that her teacher really adores her. Raina had this same teacher and I don’t think she ever said the kind of wonderful things about Raina that she said about Reanna. Of course there was only one area Reanna had for improvement and that was in the amount of reading she does at home. Her grades are all top notch and her teacher says she is the biggest joy she has ever had as a student.
Now Reanna is the class mayor and she’s also on the party committee so she decided that for tomorrow’s party everyone in the class is supposed to bring a white elephant gift. She’s planning on taking two boxes of microwave popcorn. We figured no child would be too disappointed to get that gift and they were on sale for a dollar a box. They still do the traditional valentines cards with all kinds of candy and they are having a snack smorgasbord. Reanna insisted on marshmallow popcorn balls. Now I’m pretty sure that’s something we made up. We made the marshmallow cream you make for rice crispy treats, pour it over pop corn and try really hard to make balls out of it. We died it pink. I think the other girls are fine without valentines. Except I’m sure Raina will have to come up with something for Trevor. Every time I think I can find something about him I don’t like, he finds some way to make me like him again. Now if I could just get him to play with Reanna for a while when he comes over she might be more accepting of him too. I hate to say we have to get used to him cuz it looks like he might be around for awhile
So after we made marshmallow popcorn balls we dipped strawberries in chocolate. We’re having a valentine’s bake sale at work tomorrow and my contribution is chocolate covered strawberries.
I would also like to tell you how much I love my husband. He amazes me. He works so hard at work and then at home and he still has time to spend quality time with his kids and even saves some time for me. I love him so much… Oh, I must have PMS cuz all I can think about is how perfect he is. Give it a few days and he’ll be some kind of devil husband….after all, we have been married for 20 years. Or ask me around my birthday or mothers day. I hate both of those holidays and they make me angry with him for no reason. Let’s talk about how much I love him then.
Well, marshmallow balls are done, the fish is fried, the zucchini is fried, the strawberries are dipped, the dishes are done. I think that’s a successful Valentines Day eve.
Love you all!
Karen

never a dull moment in Russellville.

Yep, that's my official name for it now. Russellville.
Raina had two games today.
Actually three but because they were at opposite ends of the valley so we could only make two. I completely missed the first one and couldn't even tell you what the score was. But in her sophmore game they lost. Raina had a pretty good game but she seemed to loose gas at mid game. She drank an iced tea and said she felt better so I'm guessing that what she really did was run out of gas.
I had a small run in with Cassey today. She has filed for Celestia's social security check. I hope it doesn't land her in prison. The social security administration already knows Celestia doesn't live with her. She applied for welfare and food stamps and said Celestia lives with her. Since DCFS has already investigated us, the state knows Celestia doesn't live with Cassie. Since I've already talked to social security about Celestia's checks, social security already knows that Celestia doesn't live with Cassie. Cassie has already claimed Celestia on her taxes even though she has lived with us for 10 months and she got very angry with me when I explained I had known about the checks for awhile and didn't want them. I told social security to keep the checks and Celestia can claim it when she's 18. She yelled that she was entitled to them and she was going to get Celestia's money. I just hope that works out for her and doesn't land her in prison. Best of luck to her.
Rosie says we should plan an intervention with her and explain to her that she's an idiot. I know there is a ten step program for just about every addiction but is there one for just being an idiot? I don't know about that one.
All I'll ever be able to say to her is, "I hope that works out for you."

Communal refrigerator.

We have a cafeteria in our building and it is a nice cafeteria however, they just doubled their prices. In a moment of rebellion we decided to make our own breakfasts in the morning. I volunteered to bring eggs because, of course, I have chickens. Someone else brought ham, salsa, tortillas etc. We decided to just keep the breakfast items in the office communal refrigerator and that’s where today’s story begins. Gloria went in the kitchen this morning to make a breakfast sandwich and cracked an egg and it was hard boiled. We had used some out of the 18 pack on Friday and they weren’t boiled. This mystery just didn’t make sense. So Gloria tried one from the other side of the pack. No, it was hard boiled too. She came and asked me if I had hard boiled them. No? Hmm, maybe Randy boiled them and I didn’t know about it. It’s so unlike him to boil them and not mark them, but who knows. Anything is possible.
Somehow it came around the office that someone was playing a trick on us. What a funny trick. Take someone’s eggs home and hard boil them? Sounds like a lot of work for a joke.
Anyway, today there are 5 women in the office who are celebrating 30 years of service today and there is an anniversary party. One of the women had gone out during her lunch yesterday and did some of the shopping for the party. She was planning on making potato salad and bought a bunch of eggs. When she left work she got home and realized she had forgotten the eggs. She called another coworker and told her she had forgotten the eggs and asked her to take all the eggs out of the refrigerator and take them home and hard boil them. So she did just what she was told. She took all of the eggs out of the refrigerator and took them home and boiled them. This morning when they realized what they had done, at first they were worried I’d be mad. When they really thought about it, I assume they realized they were dealing with me and really, how mad do I ever get? So they decided not to tell me and just watch to see what my reaction would be. Funny thing is the joke ended up not being on me, but on poor Gloria. So the eggs weren’t a joke they were a mistake and we all got a good laugh out of it.
The woman who was supposed to take the eggs home originally felt so bad she made deviled eggs out of them and we had breakfast anyway. What a hoot. Or a cluck….
Oh look…. A chicken.

it's been a busy week

Wow, Can you believe I went this long without a post? We have had nonstop basketball games and no one ever really believes how busy we are with them. Between the two girls there are easily seven games a week and over 15 hours of practice. Once you put that all together it's 25 hours of basketball each and every week. But we can't get enough. When I asked the girls what special thing they wanted to do for Valentines day, they agreed... The Harlem Globetrotters! So off we went for a fun night of basketball in the cheap nosebleed seats. Once the game started we did what every red blooded american family would do... we looked for open seats a little closer to the floor. We stayed up in the nose bleed area but at least we weren't sitting right under the cat walk, and the first row in the nose bleeds is as good as the top seat on the floor, right?
We bought some kind of family package and we told the guy at the counter that we wanted the $120 seats put in the family package. He didn't fall for it, but we did get a hotdog in that package. Much better deal then the $120 seats don't you think?
Reanna is so mentally into basketball that it's fun to watch her little mind work with some of the tricks on the refs. She's wondering if she could stuff a basketball under someone's shirt and get them called for traveling. She's thinking to herself I could just hand the ball to the other team as they are falling out of bounds and get the ball right back. I wonder if I could put the ball on the floor and have the other team be baffled as to where it went. Hmmmmm, you can see the little wheels turn. Raina on the other hand wanted to take some dribbling lessons. She saw some mad skills she thinks she could use. It was just a barrel of laughs and everyone went home happy. Squishy especially liked it. It is so much fun to take her to experience new things. You can just watch the light go on in her head. I wouldn't be surprised to see her dribbling a ball when no one is looking. She said it was a comedy show and somewhere in the middle a basketball game broke out.
Raina is still doing well in school dispite up to 30 hours of basketball every week in addition to her school work. She is still on the honor roll and really seems to have come into her own in high school. She's in her element.
I nevr know what to think about the grading in Squishys school. The do an entire different type of grading instead of a's b's and c's they call it initial, reaching, strong. but they don't directly go with an a, b or c so I can't figure out what kind of grades she's really getting but her teachers all seem to like her. I just have to find her nich. I think with her it might be music. I need to get her piano lessons.
Well, nothing exciting today at therapy. We talked about squishy and reanna being uncomfortable when trevor kisses Raina or either of them sit on each others laps. We've decided to not allow that. We're going to talk to Trevor about that when we see him tomorrow. Raina's basketball games are at Trevors school so I'm sure he'll be there.
Well, it's my bed time and hopefully I'll be able to update more later.
I'm counting my blessings tonight and you'll be in them.
xoxoxoxoxo

Raina did it

Raina did it. She brought home a chest cold. So far everyone but Reanna has it. It's an icky one.
Last night Raina's JV team won but her sophomore team lost. She played well. Reanna had a bye today so no Saturday game for my tiger. Reanna did find a new sweat jacket at old navy that is green (the color of her basketball team) it has a basketball on the front and a tiger on the back. She thought it was quite a find. Dad bought it for her because when it comes to sports, the girls can have whatever they want.
Raina had practice again today-on a saturday? that makes 6 days a week and after practice the girls all went to a game at the university. With practice six days a week it's no wonder she's so skinny.
Reanna went ice skating last night at a friends birthday party and was happy to announce she only fell down twice.
I stayed home in bed today trying to get over this cold. If the kids are out of the house it's the only time a mom will ever get rest.
At church tonight I had child care so I had to make sure I wasn't giving any of those kids my gomboo. We played the hokey pokey and head shoulders knees and toes. I think considering I felt like death we did a good job. Reanna helped. I couldn't do it without her. She is such a great kid.
Trevor- Raina's male friend, (she's not allowed to date but he seems very smitten with her) took Raina and Kayla (Raina's friend since kindergarten)to church after the game at the university. Trevors my space page has a picture of Raina on it and some long blah blah blah poem about how much he loves her. I guess since we never allow them to be alone and we know him from church I won't have to kill him yet but I told him if he ever makes her cry his kidneys will be for sale on the black market. His parents are very nice and his mom is pregnant. I'm so jealous.
Randy took great care of me today. He kept me medicated and warm. I'm feeling loved.
I let the chickens out of the chicken yard today to wander the yard and all of them roosted on the wood box on the deck. Seems so weird that they have free roam of the backyard and they all decide to sit in the shade on the porch. This is the first sunny day we've had in weeks and they decide to sit in the shade? Oh well, now I know where the term bird brained came from. My sister bought me a doormat for Christmas that says, "Welcome, now shut the door so the chickens don't come in." Pretty fitting don't you think?
The free range rabbit was sure happy to see me fill her bowl. Normally she doesn't want to have anything to do with anyone but she was so happy to see me today she let me pet her. I think it's because her food dish was empty.
Sorry there's no humor in todays post. But you can blame it on Raina's gomboo. I'm surprise Raina's been able to still play through this. It's icky.