Only Brady...

I am, I think, I know...with humor

Because we all need to laugh and be a little bit petty at times :)

I am:desperately craving a big fat frosted cookie. Like intensely.

I think: that I would love to have the hair that the Kardashian sisters have.

I know: that I am seriously out of shape

I want: the newest season of Celebrity Apprentice to start, because there is nothing more enjoyable than watching my favorite trainwreck, Gary Busey, on television.

I have: no will power when it comes to frosting.

I dislike: when I miss an episode of anything Kardashian related, because frankly, it's the only thing I watch

I miss: Tom Brokaw being on NBC nightly news. I have a crush on him.

I fear: every day I fear that my pants will be too tight. Often they are.

I feel: like a freak for getting my second ever cold sore eight days ago. It was the size of Mount Saint Helens. 

I hear: bickering kids and SpongeBob...and now crying and yelling. Awesome.

I smell: nothing because the sounds are drowning out all my other senses.

I crave: vacations, money, frosting, bacon, tacos, a nicer body, a bigger bust, quiet, and money

I search: for my sanity. Where the hell did it go?

I wonder: Why Corey Hart wore his Sunglasses at Night. Seriously why?

I regret: That I didn't go to Prince when he came here in 1999.

I love: arguing with my kids because it's so gratifying. Wait...

I care: about celebrity news. A lot. Judge all you want.

I am always: wondering why people post some of the stuff they do on FB.

I worry:  all.the.time. It's a gift.

I remember: clearly the  morning that I woke up with Bell's Paulsy. Seriously what 14 year old gets that?!?!?!

I sing: Not as well as Celine Dion

I argue: Not well.

I write:less than I type

I lose: everything bc I'm not organized enough

I wish: I appreciated when I could eat whatever I wanted when I could. That's not the case anymore.

I listen: to a song and am instantly transported back in time. Normally I correctly guess the year too, because I'm so gifted.

I don't understand: why we still have a dog who pees and poops in our house and has recently ruined our leather couch.

I can usually be found: taking a nap on the weekend if at all possible.

I am scared: running out of coffee, my reflection in the morning, and many other things.

I need: more shoes, a new wardrobe, a stylist, a maid, a life coach, and a personal chef. Basically I need to be Oprah.

I forget: how great 1980s television was. Shows today suck frankly,

I am happy: for heat in the dead of winter.

Care to join me?  Copy and paste if you'd like and let me know- I'd love to come read yours! 

I am, I think, I know

I'm doing this because of Vicky and because these are cathartic. :)

I am: living in thr midst of mountains of work, responsibilities, and feeling very overwhelmed.

I think: always about what need to be done at work, home, and for my kids

I know: that everyone has stress in their life, so I embrace it.

I want: my husband to have normal hours, a cleaning lady, and my children to always know how much I love them.

I have: a full heart and a deep love for coffee.

I dislike: this answer will always be the same: cruelty toward others, selfishness, and bullying

I miss: having an infant in my home, my grandma Ada, youthfulness

I fear: losing my parents, my children, husband, and/or sanity.

I feel: challenged 

I hear: the running washing machine, Calliou on tv, and Peaches

I smell: the wafting aroma left over from Peaches pooping in the house.

I crave: summer heat and sunshine, frosting, and snuggles with my kids.

I search: for ways to cure psoriasis (thanks stress), for information and ideas and answers for AP government,  and recipes.

I wonder: if I am good enough

I regret: missing one child's sports and activities for another's 

I love: my IPhone 5

I care: more than the average person about anything and everything

I am always: feeling guilty and worrying.

I worry:  all.the.time. It's a gift.

I remember: about things to the point that it writes people out.

I sing: less than I used to.

I argue: not well. I dislike conflict and I refuse to argue with my kids, even though its unavoidable.

I write: a lot for work.

I lose: everything bc I'm not organized enough

I wish: my kids were little still

I listen: to music all the time. It soothes me.

I don't understand: some of the AP stuff I teach...ok much of it, how people can be mean, why kids don't appreciate naps, and why bad things have to happen to people.

I can usually be found: work, home, or in my car

I am scared: of vomit

I need: to be more appreciative of the fact that I have a job I love, a beautiful family, and that I am blessed. I also need to stop worrying what others think of me.

I forget: few things

I am happy: for all I have 

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Whoops

I didn't anticipate Thad's job change when I vowed to blog more. Unfortunately I simply don't have much down time anymore. Nights are hectic with him working and so I haven't quite blogged as much as I want to.
Here's a recap:
1. The kids are well.
Brady is Brady. When he is overtired (M-F) he is CRAZY. His exhaustion turns into wild behavior. We just go with it. He had strep a couple of weeks ago and I loved snuggling with him more than usual. He is my honey, and he is my forever baby.
2.  Olivia is doing well. She recently got glasses for a problem focusing. Her vision per se is fine, but focusing on words close up isn't so easy for her. She has complained almost daily of headaches, so the goal is to reduce those. I am learning, however, that Olivia seems to have some sort of daily crisis. In fact, she talks to her teacher daily about a headache, tummy ache, or some ailment. I am working with her on not always discussing her issues, but....not sure what will happen.
She is a mini Bonnie (clearly not in looks) but in her ability to cry very, very, very easily. I don't do that anymore, but if she is scolded, tears flow. As my dad says, Olivia doesn't have a mean bone in her body. She is kind beyond belief.
3. Kate is becoming a sass. I can tell she is starting the earliest of transitions toward those lovely tween years. She continues to love to drive me crazy, yet I rely on her more than her big brother to help with Brady if I need to run an errand. She is still searching for that perfect hobby to make her happy. She is dancing twice a week but says she won't next year. She plays viola but says she won't next year. Get the pattern?
4. Ryan is busy non stop. I can't even believe all he does and has energy for, yet I never wanted to hang out home. He and Thad leave in two days for Roseau for the weekend. He decided he needed to wash all his clothes on his own, pack already, and get all his homework done. Hello! Hockey practices are at an early 6:30am, so we leave the house around 5:50 to get him there. Well I do. Thad is sleeping. :)

Thad is out of town as we speak, and will be gone again in a few weeks. I am panicking a bit, because next week I start teaching the class last year that about did me in. I am starting over again b/c I can't remember a darn thing from last year! So my nights will be kids and then work.

Other random thoughts:
I miss some of Ryan's games due to the time. I won't keep my kids up late for that. I hate missing them, but I am a parent to all my kids, not just one. I worry that other parents think I'm not interested in his games. Not true.
I know (because I just do) that I have adult ADD. It's bad. I can't focus on one thing. Ever.
Kate does hand stands all the time. Is it some sort of stress reliever??? Who knows....
Peaches pees in our house every.single.day. What should we do? We let her out. A lot. She pees on beds too.
If I can do two loads of laundry a day I feel like I am doing ok. Rarely this happens.
Ninety percent of the time my house looks like a bomb went off in it.
Ninety five percent of the time I have a child who has crawled in my bed. Lately it's always Olivia. If it's not her, it's Brady.
I have one child (Olivia) who is a nail biter. Any tips on how to get her to stop? Funny, her sister has the fastest growing nails of anyone I know.
I am always cooking new food and at least two of the kids will like. Never do three or all four like them. It's annoying and exhausting.
I'm exhausted.