Friday, January 28, 2011

The Importance of Picking Up the Phone

Have you ever had days where you constantly think about one person?  You know you need to call them, but put it off until the thoughts are gone?  I do things like this all the time, but this time, was on the receiving end.

For a little history, I have been feeling incredibly overwhelmed the last few days weeks.  I have my everyday stresses, which include dealing with three boys and one little girl, all 2 and under, along with my oldest.  Cleaning house, diaper changes, cooking supper, and all the mounds of laundry that go with it keep me busy alone.  But now, I am also working on taxes (UGH!), and not just our personal taxes, either.  Throw in the daycare, trucking, and the knitting, and we are talking mounds of receipts that have to be totaled.  (Who would have thought we spent that much on groceries in ONE YEAR!?!)  I am also working on selling 2,000 boxes of Girl Scout Cookies, and knitting in all my spare time to get ready for upcoming craft shows.  Then there are all the mental stresses; finances, staying organized mentally, taking care of myself (HAHA!), etc.

Now for the story.

Yesterday, we sold cookies to an older gentleman down the street.  He has always been incredibly the point that you almost want to hide when you see him because he won't stop talking.  But, he called me this morning.  He just wanted to compliment Flower on how polite and professional she was, how proud he was that she had so many patches on her uniform, and to remind her that if she puts her mind to something, she will accomplish it.  He went on to tell me that he was grateful for moms who put their lives on hold for their children.  He thanked me for not only being an example to my daughter, but to every little girl I come in contact with.  He reminded me that staying at home caring for children, juggling the house, husband and kids, and not getting a shower every day was no less important than a congresswoman, business woman, or doctor.  He acknowledged that no man could ever pull off what one woman does in a single day.  He asked me to never think for a moment that I did not have an impact on this thing we call life.

The call was cut short as soon as Little Man attempted to use the kitchen drawers as a ladder to the cookies and fell, hitting his head on the refrigerator.

I am so appreciative that he took 30 minutes of his day just to encourage and thank me.  It mean a lot, and it meant even more coming from a man!  He is so right, though.  There are little girls everywhere whose role models consist of half-dressed women who get up on a stage and dance and "sing".  Women who flaunt their sexuality to obtain something, and women who bring home a new man each night.

All women, regardless of whether they have daughters or not, are an example to every little girl they come in contact with.  My mom and all of my grandmothers were extreme role models for me.  I can name at least three of my mom's friends who were wonderful examples for me, and one had only boys. Women I never actually new, but enjoyed studying and reading about were examples for me.

What kind of role model are you?  I know I, for one, want to be the model of grace, inside beauty, love, and determination.  I want my girl to know that if she wants to be the president of the United States, she can.  If she wants to be a doctor, she can.  If she wants to play on the floor with her kids all day, she can!  I also want her to know that she will have set-backs, but that it will be OK, to just keep trying.  I do not ever....ever... want her to think that she isn't pretty enough, or that it even matters.  I don't want her to think that her self-worth lies in whether or not a man loves or finds her attractive, and I certainly don't want her to search for that love in every little boy that says he "loves" her.

Just something to ponder today.  What are your opinions on this?

Tuesday, January 25, 2011

While Everyone Else is Excited About Cookie Time.....

.....the rest of us need a support group.

"Hi.  My name is Emily, and I am the mother of a Brownie Girl Scout.  That's not the bad part.  I am also the troop leader.  I haven't seen my kitchen table in a week, and won't see it for another 4.  I have 65 cases of Girl Scout Cookies scatter around my house, and that isn't counting the ones in my car that I need to deliver, and the ones I haven't picked up from the council.  My nose is running, and I am coughing from walking up and down the block, listening to the words 'HI!  I am with Girl Scout Troop XXXX, would you like to help me go to camp?"  My daughter's goal is to sell 2,000 boxes of cookies, and I am using $2,000 worth of gas helping her reach her goal.  What does she get?  A stuffed owl and a trip to camp!  What do I get?  A migraine."

All together now..."WELCOME, EMILY!"

Its hard work, but someone has to do it!  The hardest part of it all is keeping Barb Wire Man and Little Man out of the cookies.  I haven't even added up my personal order, yet, because I keep having to add to it.  It is fun, though.  Flower is super excited.  She throws her little sash on, proud of the 20 some-odd patches she has, and goes door to door.  That girl puts Kirby salesmen to shame.

It was unavoidable, I suppose, this life I lead as a Girl Scout Troop Leader.  My mom was mine, her mom was hers.  I come from a long line of women who's houses turn into a cookie distributorship.  I'm thinking about asking my husband how hard it would be to load his semi truck up and drive up and down the streets.

You know how "they" say that childbirth is so rewarding, once you see your child, you forget about birth pains?  Well, Girl Scout Cookie Time must be the same.  Every year, I forget how time consuming, stressful, and overall pain-in-my-butt that it is, and sign up to do it all over again.

Then again, I know how rewarding it is for Flower.  I mean, after all these years, I am still close to some of the girls that were in my troop.  My mom is still close to some of the girls in her troop.  And we are all women who know we can do whatever we put our minds to.

"Come on, girls, let's sell those cookies!  We can go to camp for free if we sell enough!"

Oh crap....I just remembered....I have to take them all to camp too.....

Thankfully, Gunnar won't be in Girl Scouts.

I'm sorry, what did you just say?  Boy Scouts?

Friday, January 21, 2011

My Baby is Growing Up Too Fast!

Someone better get me a brick.

When I was little, my daddy would always tell me he was going to put a brick on my head to keep me from getting big.  Now I am the one wanting to put bricks on my baby's head!

The Little Man turns 2 today.

Hardly seems possible!  I thought today I would share a little bit of Little Man with you!

The date is wrong, but I was about 6 months here.
Proud sissy!

Very first picture!

his feet were, and still are, enormous

Think you got a big enough cup!?

This was his audition picture for baby chipendales.

"If only I could reach the pedals, I could ride into the sunset......"

That Grandpa is silly!

This is what happens when you don't obey mommy and continue jumping on the couch......

One of these days, I'll be big enough to ride!  

Daddy can't drive this big ol' truck by himself!

This day was hilarious!

Contrary to Nan and Grandma opinions, he is not an angel.

Sissy is his favorite person!

I'm ready to go, mom.

Stylin' and profilin'

I'm the boy your momma warned you about.....

Wednesday, January 19, 2011

Happy Hump Day!

My boys are all asleep, I can smell supper cooking on the stove, and my day has been going just peachy!  Love days like this!

I am SUPER excited because I found a shop on Etsy shop, called TagsandLabels, from where I can order sew-on labels with my business name!  I am super excited!  I can just sew these on to my scarves and what not, and make them look even more professional!  I cannot wait to get them in so I can start sewing!

I also just added several new coaster sets to my Etsy shop.  Because I have an ungodly amount of these things stacking up in my house, I am going to do 20% off on them until Friday!  You heard it here first, folks!  Here is a sample, but check them all out at my shop: 13 Plum Knitting

I guess I better go stir that stew, before we end up having to eat at McDonald's for supper.  ICK!

Tuesday, January 18, 2011

My Budding Photographer

Miss Flower loves to play with my camera.  Anytime I download my pictures, there are about 200 that I know I didn't take.

"Did you play with mom's camera without asking?"
"Nope.  I know better."
"Are you sure, because there are a lot of pictures on here of you that I know I didn't take."
"Oh yeah, I forgot.  There was that one time I did.  But just once."

I thought I would share with you some of her works of art.  Most of them are pictures of, you guessed it, herself.  Hope you get a chuckle out of a few of these!
Hello.  I'm Flower.

I'm pretty sure this is an episode of Who Wants to be a Millionaire

Because princesses are the most important things in the world.

Be nice to me or else!

I have no caption for this.


Can you see me now?

Don't hate me because I'm beautiful.

This may be her impression of me.....

That's right girl, and don't you ever forget it!

I think I can get my nose with my tongue.

Peace out homie.

Monday, January 17, 2011

It Is the Little Things....

Life changes so much when you have children.  I haven't purchased myself a new outfit in forever.  But get thrilled if someone gives me things they don't wear anymore!  Some of the littlest things make me happy now

My weekend was great, starting on Friday!  It worked out that both my daycare kiddos were going to be gone for the day, so my mom came over to hang out with us.  We surprised Flower by showing up at her school just in time for lunch with a couple of McDonald's bags full of food.  The look on her face when she realized we were there was priceless!  (This is the first time since she has been in school that I have been able to go eat with her!)  My mom and I visited a new shop here in town, and she bought me the prettiest skirt!  Its a little shorter than what I normally wear (hey, I'm a prude).  It comes just to the bottom of my knees, so I guess it isn't really that short.

Not long after we came home, one of my dearest friends and her three little ones came over for a visit.  We drank tea and chatted all afternoon.  It was lovely!  I haven't had so much adult interaction in I don't know how long!  Flower went home with my mom to spend some Nana-Papa-Flower time.  They are the best of friends so I know they all enjoyed that.

Barb Wire Man got to come home that night!  Last week was so busy for him that we had only seen him for two hours since last Sunday.

Saturday was spent just hanging out, doing nothing.  Soaking in as much time with the hubs as possible.

Sunday, I got myself and the kids ready for church, and visited a new church with my bestie.  I will most definitely be going back.  The worship was amazing, and the sermon was written just for me.  The rest of the day was wonderful!

Barb Wire Man was going to convert Little Man's crib into a "big boy bed", since he turns two on Friday.  Rather, he installed a new refrigerator!  Backtrack.....not new.  Actually older than the one I originally had.  But, I have the tiniest kitchen.  I mean, I have seen efficiency apartments with bigger kitchens, and I despise my kitchen.  I couldn't open the door of our cold stacked fridge without hitting the cabinet opposite of the thing!  Our next-door-neighbors just purchased on of those super awesome 3-door refrigerators, and wanted a "beer fridge" for the garage.  So we traded them!  Now, I had a side by side, with ice and water in the door.  More storage space, and the best part?  I can actually open the door completely and it doesn't hit my cabinet!

I am thrilled.

And I woke up with an order from my Etsy store today, so I am thrilled!  Its going to be a wonderful day, and a wonderful week!  Hope yours is great, too!

Thursday, January 13, 2011

Is it Friday yet!?

What a busy and productive week this has been!  I love weeks like this, but it feels like it should be the weekend already!!  Today, I want to share a few of the things  I have made in the last few days!

set of four coasters

One of the gazillion preemie hats

infant cap for girls

Infant cap for boys

My favorite!  A little girl's gnome cap with flowers!

I also got 5 t-shirt scarves finished, but for some reason I can't get those pictures to load properly onto the blog!  It keeps rotating them upside down!  Who knows!  As always, you can see what else I have up for sale at my shop, 13 Plum Knitted Creations.

I wanted to share my new favorite picture of my family, too!  It was taken at Christmas and my parents' house.  I love it, because we are all smiling.  My husband isn't flipping the camera off, or trying to hide his face.  Flower isn't making a funny face or sticking her tongue out, and Little man isn't picking his nose.

Oh yes.  And an update on those strawberry banana cookies.  Flower just raved about how wonderful they were!  She acted like they were the best cookies they ever had!  But, I noticed they were staying in the plastic container I put them in.  She never even asked for one, and she is a bottomless pit!  So, last night, she was talking with her best friend, who is planning on coming to our house after school for a play day today.  Her back was to me, and I over heard her say, "My mom even made a ton of cookies....but if she offers you one of those pink things, don't take it.  Or take it and give it to my dog.  They are really gross, but I told her they were good.  Just don't tell her!"  Then, she turned around and realized I had heard everything!  The look on her face was priceless.  I thought I was going to laugh until I quit breathing.  I knew the whole time she didn't like them!  She apologized to me later for lying, but was just so afraid of hurting my feelings.  Was a great lesson, two ways!  One, you never know who is going to hear you say something, so choose your words carefully!  And, even moms make mistakes sometimes.  I mean, I rarely make mistakes, but when I do, they are usually whoppers!

Tuesday, January 11, 2011


The weather info on my phone said it was 0 degrees this morning when I awoke.  I believe it!  Cold days are always the best days for baking because the oven helps heat the house.  And if you start baking, then you might as well bake all day, instead of wasting the energy it takes to heat the oven for just a dozen cookies!

So yeah.  My kitchen cabinets are covered with baked goods cooling.  Its 12:20 here, and I have out on my counter 7 loaves of bread, make from scratch this morning, along with 3 dozen cookies.  I also baked the boys some frozen corn dogs for lunch.

The bread I made was a tried and true Amish recipe that makes a ton of bread.  You can get my recipe here. I make 7 small loaves, because I can wrap them and freeze them, and they store easier.

The cookies, however, were quite an experiment.  They aren't bad.....but, they aren't great, either.  I don't think I would ever serve them to guests, but the boys seem to like them!

I had 10 (yes, ten) boxes of cake mix.  Here awhile back they were on sell for $1, so I couldn't pass it up.  I figured there would be a couple of times when I needed to whip up a cake pretty fast.  Well, I was wrong.  They are getting close to the expiration date, so I searched for my Cake Mix Cookie recipe.

The first was a German chocolate cake mix.  I looked in my pantry and found a half used bag of chocolate chips.  Hmmm......chocolate chocolate chip cookies!   They were actually pretty tasty!  I know Flower will like them.

The second ones are the questionable ones.  I know without a doubt that Barb Wire Man won't touch them.  I ate one, but am not sure if I will have another.  They aren't nasty, but they aren't pretty!  I need Flower to taste one.  If she doesn't like them, then they must be gross.  She eats anything.  Strawberry Banana Cookies.  Strawberry cake mix, with bananas.  (I had some bananas I didn't want to go to waste, either!)

It was an experiment.  I was trying to put food to good use,  so if it bombs, oh well.  Had I not used the cake mixes up, they would have gotten thrown away anyhow!  At least I tried!

I think I may be finished baking for the day, though.  I'm still working like crazy to build an inventory for the upcoming craft shows, and I really must get pictures back up on my websites.  Can't sell from an empty cart, as they say.

Monday, January 10, 2011

Productive Days

Its the simple things that make me happy...hugs from my babies in the mornings, the wink my man gives me when I catch him staring at me, hot tea, and getting a lot of things done!The cold weather has finally attacked this part of Texas with a vengeance.  Its cold...21 degrees...and colder than when I wok up at 5:00 this morning.  Flower ran to the window, the whole time saying "Please let there be snow so we don't have school!  Please let there be snow!", only to discover that there was, in fact, no snow.  But she has her mom's positive attitude and said "Oh well, I guess I wanted to go to school anyway!"

I had already put the house in order for day care kids to arrive, and had my to breakfast by 7:00, dropped flower off at the school by 7:45, and made it to the bank by 8:00.

The boys played so well today, that I was able to get 4 scarves sewn!  I would have had 5, but ran out of the right color thread, and you can bet there was no way I was taking 3 boys under two to the Wal Mart in this cold weather.

Bills have been paid, thanks to God yet again providing for our needs at just the right time.

Lunch has been eaten, and the three angels are asleep in their beds.  Its gray and dreary out, which usually makes for a great nap time.  So here I sit, in the quiet, alone.  And I love it.

I plan on trying out a new stew recipe for supper tonight, as well as making some cookies and some home-made bread.  I'm running low, and I like to keep it around all time time.  I'd rather bake on cold days, too, because it helps heat the house.

I'm thinking after our stew and bread, the kids and I will build a fire, and sit in front of it and read a book.  Flower and I are working on reading The Trumpet of the Swan together.  It was one of my favorites as a child, so I hope to pass that love onto her.  She reads a few pages to me, then I read a few to her.  She also told me this morning that she wants me to teach her multiplication!  I had been thinking about doing this, but since it is her idea it will be more fun!

Suppose I should go pick up a pair of needles and get to knittin'.  I have a craft show coming up in March that I am really looking forward to, so I want to make sure I have plenty of things in stock!  The show I am doing is also the show my grandmother did on a religious basis.  Its going to bring back some memories of some really great times I had with her!

Hope everyone stays warm, and has a productive day too!

Yivarechech Adonai L'Olam Va'ed

Friday, January 7, 2011

Its Friday!

I have survived the first week of  2011.  Barely, I might add.  Once again, my family is sick!  When will it ever end!?  Coughing and sore throats this time, which I am sure is in large part to the fact that only God knows when we got out last rain.  The best part of the week happened last night, about 15 minutes before my husband walked in the door.  Had it happened earlier, I could have had time to get someone to help me out, that way when I told him the bad news, I could follow it up with "but I took care of it."  Had it happened after he got home, he would have seen that I really had nothing to do with it.  I had no time to clean it up.

I walked into my laundry room, where my pantry is located, to get some flour out for our pancakes.  I shut the pantry door, then shut the laundry room door behind me, like I have done a million times since living in this house.  I took a step, then BOOM!  CRASH!  I just stopped and closed my eyes.  There was no way this was going to be pleasant to look at.  I opened the door, and there it was.  The two-door cabinet hanging above my dryer was now precariously balanced on my washer and dryer.  Flour, which I stored in that cabinet, along with laundry soap, bleach, and all other kind of crap was all over the floor.  Except the flour did not stay in its bags.  Oh no.  ALL over the floor.

Needless to say, Barb Wire Man wasn't please, and immediately said "What did you do?"  But, he carried it out into the dining room, where it still sits.  Apparently the brilliant builders of this home hung that whole cabinet with only two small nails.  Really?  I am not a builder in the least, and I would have put more nails in it....probably used screws, too.  Oh well.

Sometimes you are the bird, and sometimes you are the worm.

Wednesday, January 5, 2011

Living in Pajamas

Yesterday was so productive, I decided to be lazy today.  Actually, I didn't decide, it just happened.  I really did set my alarm for 4:30, so that I could get up and have a repeat of yesterday.  Apparently I hit snooze on my alarm continually, because at 6:50 my husband said, "Oh shit, its almost 7, we gotta get up now!"

I didn't get a shower before the daycare kids got here.  In fact, I didn't even have time to get dressed, what with having to make the coffee and lunches and all.  To be completely truthful with you, I am sitting here at 12:40, and am still in my pajamas.  I was going to take a picture, but realize that I haven't even brushed my hair, either, its just in a pony tail.  I guess that is just part of motherhood, though.

On the bright side, the house is clean, the kids are all laying down for nap, and I have gotten 2 infant hats made!  tomorrow I plan on posting pictures of some of the things I have gotten made, as well as getting them back up on my Etsy shop.

But, I am going to cut this short today.  I can't hear any more little voices telling me "no nap!" so I think they have all fallen asleep.  Time to get a shower in before they wake up!

Tuesday, January 4, 2011

Tuesday Translations

The hubs had to be at work early this morning, and I hate him having to leave a dark quiet house, so up I was with him at 4:30.  Actually, I was up at 4:00. because my sweet sweet son woke up.  He has this amazing knack for waking up exactly 30 minutes before my alarm goes off.  I think it is God's way of preparing me for the screaming buzz of my alarm.  I'd much rather wake up to my kids' voices than an alarm anyhow.  Waking up that early translates in to getting a lot accomplished.  By 5AM, I had showered, gotten 1 bedroom, 2 bathrooms, the living room and kitchen cleaned, as well as 2 loads of laundry and my quiet time!

Having nothing left I must get done, that leaves me tons of time to do things I want to do.  Yeah right...who am I kidding?  I'm going to have a house filled with 3 boys under two in an hour and a half.

Anyhow, I was reading in Genesis this morning.  I've read it a million times, but coupled with my renewed goal of studying Hebrew, I thought I would try to read it in a new light.  A little deeper, researching the original Hebrew meanings.  My only problem is, at this rate, I will be 80 before I get through the Torah (the first 5 books of the Old Testament)!  But, I thought I would share what I learned this morning....I can keep myself accountable that way!

I managed to make it through Genesis 1:1.  One whole verse, people.  Not even a whole stinkin' verse.  Genesis 1:1 transliterated is:

Bereshit bara Elohim et hashamayim ve'et ha'arets.

It was the very first thing I ever learned in Hebrew, and by the time I finished saying "Elohim" for the first time I was hooked.  Hebrew is quite a complicated language.  One verb can have several implications (not meanings as some think).  Elohim is a noun which is plural, but the verb form is singular.  In this usage, it implies not number, but intensity, majesty or intensity.  It is a name for God.  So, while reading this, its like saying "In the beginning, God (the Majesty, intensely) created....." He didn't just all His majesty He intensely created!!  

And then I got pulled in another direction, not even halfway through the first verse!

Bara is the word for create here.  This word is only used in describing divine activity, and is never, ever used to describe human activity.

"In the beginning, God created the heaven and earth."  Thank you, but I will choose:
In the beginning, Elohim, the Majesty, intensely and divinely created the heaven and the earth."

What a great way to start your day...knowing that the Elohim who divinely created the world is the same who controls my every move, protects my family, and has plans for me.  This one verse, the very first verse, of the Torah has reminded me of exactly how blessed I am, how much I love learning about my Lord, and how much more I want to learn Hebrew.

Oh my.  I hear a little voice again.  I guess my productivity has just ended!  Be blessed today!

Monday, January 3, 2011

Back to the Grind

I am officially off vacation.  I'm sad about not getting to spend every waking moment with just my kids and nothing planned, but glad to get back into the swing of things.  I'm also going to love the paycheck I haven't gotten for the last two weeks!  And I can't complain, either.  I mean, all my daycare kids are the children of teachers.  How many other jobs give you two weeks off at the holidays?!

My Flower goes back to school tomorrow, too.  She is so ready, and frankly, so am I.  I love her, and love spending time with her.  But she is such an active child, and her brain goes 4 million times faster than anyone else can keep up with!  School helps her express herself more creatively and with different outlets, so it will be good for her.  (That is a nice way of saying the girl has worn me out.  I can't keep up with her!)

I've started on one of my goals of using up all the scrap yarn in my collection.  I started by making a gazillion little  knit flowers that I am turning into hair clips, and ponytail ties.  Now I am on to making the tiniest little preemie hats!  They are so adorable, knit up fast, and will be put to use.  I plan on donating the majority of them to our local children's hospital for the preemies in the NICU.  One of my daycare babies was born at 23 weeks, and was so little.  I started keeping her when she was 4 months old.  However, she still was not as developed as most new borns!  She will be 2 in May, and is the most adorable, happy child I have ever seen!  So I think I will donate them in her name.

Now, off to search the Internet for craft shows in my area.  A friend and I are determined to work no less than 2 craft shows every month for some extra cashola.  If you know of any, let me know!

Enjoy your first week of 2011, everyone!

Saturday, January 1, 2011

2011...A New Beginning

This is the time of year at which everyone and their dog resolves to do or not do something.  If I had a dime for every time I resolve not to do something, I would be a very wealthy woman.  I think we all know how that has turned out.

I am one of those people who has more goals, more ideas, and more dreams than there are hours in the day to accomplish them.  Unfortunately for me, I am also one of those people who assumes none of my goals, ideas or dreams will ever become a reality, so I leave them unspoken.  Then, when I finally summon the courage to talk to my husband or a friend about those goals, ideas or dreams, the response is usually "Where the heck did that come from?" (my response to that one was "well, dipwad, if you had paid attention you would have known").  Or, "But you are so happy where you are, why change anything?"

I guess I am now eating my teenage words, in a way.  You see, when I was 17, I made certain that my parents understood I was in charge.  Of course I was in love with the Marine.  Of course I realized that practically skipping my senior year of high school and college meant less career opportunities, but that was OK.  I was going to be a momma and a wife.  End of story.  In my immense wisdom, I never once gave thought to the fact that I would be a single mom, or any of the other challenges my life might bring.  (Here you go, Mom.  Here is you I told you so!)

Please don't get me wrong.  There is nothing, and I mean absolutely nothing in this world that compares to raising my children, or caring for my husband.  But today has really gotten me to thinking....

It all started when I asked my husband to bring in all the boxes from storage so that I could put the Christmas decorations away.  With that "I know I am about to get slapped" looked in his face he said, "Go do it yourself!  You ladies burned your bras, what do you need me for?!"  Yes, he was joking, and yes, I did go get them myself.  But I didn't burn my bra!!!  I thank and applaud those who did, in a way, because there are women who have to work, and by gosh they deserve equal pay.  And we are all created in God's image, and therefore deserve equal treatment.  But I want respect for the fact that I have chosen to stay at home with my children.  My husband in no way oppresses me and keeps me here.  Truth be told, he probably wants me to go back to work.  I want respect because of who I am.  What I know.  How I feel.  What I have to offer.

I have so many hidden talents that few people know about.  My Daddy knows.  My Momma knows a lot.  (When your own mom calls you June Cleaver, Martha Stewart and Suzy Homemaker, you know a thing or two about being a homemaker).  But what do people not know about me?

Some of my closest friends have no idea that I know about as much as the Reformation as some historians.  They have no idea that I give marital counselling on a regular basis.  No clue that I studied Hebrew, and not even so much as an inkling that I could go toe to toe with other religions in Christian Apologetics.

But I can.                 And I will prove it.

My Daddy, also known as one of the best men and friends I know, told me over Christmas that he thought about getting me a Hebrew Course for Christmas (see!  He does know me!).  It really got me to thinking about what I would like to accomplish this year.  I told my husband about one of them tonight and his response was exactly as I had anticipated..."umm, yeah.  That will take you 20 years, and what's the point?  Where the hell are you going to use that in the Texas Panhandle?"  Thanks for the support.  Anyhow, here are  the things I will do in 2011.  And as my Mother knows, I will do them.  Come hell or high water, I will accomplish or at the very least begin these things.  

1.  I will begin my Hebrew studies again.  I will most assuredly not be fluent by the end of the year, but I bet I will know more than most Jews know.

2.  I will start classes at our local community college.  My Grandma and Grandpa left me money for college, and all these years I have tried to convince myself that I would just save it for my kids, because it was useless for me to go to college now.  No way.  I want to go, just for myself.  If I don't like it, then so be it, but I will give it a full year before I change my mind.  What will I go to school for you ask?  Good damn question!  But, since I was my Flower's age I have been interested in Christian Apologetics/Biblical Archaeology.  Who knows...maybe I should get my basics first!!

3.  I will not touch another drop of alcohol.
haha...who am I kidding?!

4.  I will stop wasting my time on knitting/sewing projects I know will turn out perfectly.

6.  I will attend the "We Come From Weird and Love It" reunion of my cousins on my dad's side.  I don't know how, but I will.

7.  I will completely organize my grandma's recipes into one, clearly legible recipe book for all the women in my family.  (I know.  You are thinking this is kinda silly to allow myself a year for this.  If you only knew......)

8.  I will remember that every time my daughter wants to sit in my lap and play with my hair to enjoy it.  She is getting older, and it won't be cool for long,  I will remember that the way I live my life is the most important example of womanhood that she sees.

9.  I will remember that my son won't be 2 forever.  One day, there will be a woman that is far more important than me (as well it should be), and that my job is to teach him how to treat, love and respect a woman.  And that any woman that is not just like me is not acceptable.  OK, maybe that isn't true.

10.  I will remember to kiss my husband as though I will never see him again, because we are never guaranteed tomorrow.

Wait....we aren't guaranteed tomorrow?  Then why the hell did I just write all this down?


Oh well.  I still meant it all.   Feel free to check in on my progress, and I hope to be writing updates often!