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Cold and flu season

20 Oct

It’s that time of year again. Where every other person is sniffling, sneezing and coughing all over everything. And no matter how vigilant you are, you are going to catch it. It’s cold and flu season.

I’m feeling rough today. Headache, yucky tummy, and everything hurts. My child called me from school today saying he doesn’t feel good either. I have no way to go get him. School is over soon anyway.

Sometimes I wish I had a wood stove with a pot of chicken soup constantly bubbling on a back corner. But I live in an electric society. So I have an electric skillet going this afternoon. It’s the biggest cooking vessel I have besides my crock pots. And I don’t want to dig THEM out of the back of the cupboard. I probably should anyway. Besides, I’m hoping we’re feeling better sooner than later.

  • I’m grateful to always buy frozen chicken so it’s in the freezer when I need it. I’m grateful it’s supposed to rain heavily all weekend. Less arguing about staying in and resting. I’m grateful that this time we’re both getting sick at the same time. Maybe we’ll be able to get it out of the way and not pass it back and forth all winter.

Night all. LOVES


Guilt parenting

20 Oct

I’m a mean mom again tonight. I won’t get up and fetch him some juice or a chair to put his feet on. I’m making him take care of his dinner dishes. I made him make his own toast in the toaster oven.

I did make him cheesy eggs to go with the toast for dinner. I made the juice and put it in the fridge. I did the dishes he ate off of. I made him ramen popcorn(crunched up dry ramen with the seasoning sprinkled over it) as an after school snack.

I’m not trying to make this about “I do this much for you, so I’m not doing any more”. But I am trying to teach him that he CAN get things done on his own if he just gets up to do it.

So why do I feel guilty about the whole situation? Why do I feel that because I was such a rotten mom the first half of his life, I need to take care of everything for him to make up for it. I know he can do these things. But it’s so hard for me to just sit here and wait. And to not jump up and get what he wants. I guess that’s what being a good mom is all about. Letting our children grow up and do things they would rather I do for them.

  • I’m grateful to know I don’t need to always “guilt parent”. I’m grateful to be doing less “guilt parenting than I used to. I’m grateful that he got his stubbornness from me. I know I can sit him out.

Night all. LOVES

It’s dinner

17 Oct

My child is learning about good nutrition at school this month. I’m supposed to ask him about it and let him help plan and fix meals.

Tonight he decided that we’re having broccoli casserole, corn and I said we’re adding chicken.

The broccoli is a basic cheese sauce poured over the broccoli and baked for 20 minutes. I put the frozen chicken breasts in before I started cooking. Canned corn  in the microwave with butter and pepper on top rounds out the meal.

I’m not sure if he’ll eat the chicken, but it is being offered.

Did you know that cheese sauce bubbles over the edge of the pan? Now I get to scrub the oven. But at least he’s eating vegetables tonight. I call that a win.

  • I’m grateful for a mostly nutritious dinner. I’m grateful my house smells amazing 2 nights in a row. I’m grateful to teachers that encourages their students.

Night all. LOVES

Friday the 13th

14 Oct

I’ve always said that Friday the 13th was my favorite holiday, but I actually forgot about it being the 13th today. And that it’s Friday. Because my internal numbering system is off and I didn’t realize what day it is.

School was out today. They said it was a statewide in-service day, but I think it’s because the teachers didn’t want to deal with the little devils on Friday the 13th. So I’ve had the pleasure of the company of my child saying, “I’m hungry!”, “I’m bored!”, “Why don’t you love me by doing everything for me because I want to sit here under this blanket and not move?!” (I need a grammar Nazi to tell me how to punctuate this paragraph!)

He’s also proceeded to tell me that we ARE watching a movie together tonight and we won’t have our phones & tablets on. I told him that he needed to clean his corner first. I’ll let you know how it goes.

I’m also thinking it’s going to be a ‘fend for yourself’ kind of dinner tonight. I’m other words, eat your leftovers from the last couple of days. Besides, I don’t want to come out from under MY blanket to cook.

  • I’m grateful for a 3 day weekend because we love to sleep in and stay up late. I’m grateful for presents in the mail and unexpected surprises. I’m grateful he finally got up and went outside to play, but could he shut the door?

Night all. LOVES


13 Oct

Blankets and woobies (small, cuddly blankets) in my house are hot property. Somebody always wants the one that someone else has because it’s warmer, bigger, cuddlier, or just because you have it and they don’t. As it gets cooler, the blanket wars have begun in earnest.

We all have our favorite. My youngest child’s favorite is a Costco special from a few years ago. I bought everyone the same blanket in different colors. But he likes mine better than his. He’s most happy when he can have both!

My middle child’s favorite blanket is a California King comforter I was given when I first moved into my first home in recovery. It’s huge, warm and heavy. I use it for a sleeping bag at times. Every time he comes over, he wanders the house until he finds it and won’t let go of it until it’s time to leave.

My oldest child’s favorite blanket is any that will cover him. Although I have seen him curled up in a ball so a smaller blanket will cover his 6’6″ body. Mostly, he just uses two. One for the top half and one for the bottom half.

I have two favorite blankets. My quilt I made in treatment and whatever woobie is handy. I had everyone in treatment sign my quilt when I left so I would always have their well wishes surrounding me. I have a green fleece woobie that I’ve used so much it is a diamond now because I’ve stretched it around me. I also have at least 1 or 2 stashed behind the couch at any given time.

There just isn’t much that beats the warmth you feel when wrapped in a favorite blanket.

  • I’m grateful that the biggest argument in our house is who gets to use what blankets. I’m grateful that my blankets are in a home and not under a tent or tarp on the side of a road/sidewalk somewhere. I’m grateful to be warm, safe, dry, inside and well fed tonight.

Night all. LOVES

I think we’re getting sick

8 Oct

I was woken up at 4am by my son coming home from a sleepover. He said he didn’t feel very good and he wanted to be home. After getting him settled, I went back to sleep until almost noon.

I’ve been sniffling and sneezing all day. And used at least a half of a roll of tp because my nose won’t stop dripping. I’m starting to get that sinus pressure feeling too.

I woke Carson up between 2 & 3 this afternoon because I didn’t want him sleeping all day. Mostly because I don’t want him awake all night. He’s still pretty lethargic and saying he feels terrible. He feels warm to the touch, but the thermometer says he doesn’t have a temperature. I might need a new one though. 96.7 seems kinda low.

We’re both going to bed soon and I’ll see how were doing in the morning before I definitively say we’re sick. I’ll let you know. For now, it’s a quiet evening and bedtime soon.

  • I’m grateful neither of us feel nauseous. Really don’t need that. I’m grateful it’s the weekend. Gives up time to get better before Monday. I’m grateful to have some chicken stock cooling in the fridge. It’s still too hot to pick the bones.

Night all. LOVES

My dinner date

4 Oct

I took my youngest to dinner tonight. We went to Subway. It’s one of “our” favorite places to go. I say our because his is Taco Bell. My favorite is anyplace I don’t have cook or do dishes that isn’t Taco Bell.

We had to walk down to the money order store so I can pay the rent and my tithing. So we walked a little further so we could go shopping at the phone store. The Subway is across the street.

I like going to dinner with him because I needed the walk and it’s the only time he’ll talk to me without the phone getting in the way. Or at bedtime when he’s talking to stay awake.

  • I’m grateful to have that time with him that’s just us. Even if I’m huffing and puffing most of the way. I’m grateful he’s still willing to be seen in public with me. Sometimes he’ll even hold my hand to cross the street. I’m grateful that I didn’t ride the bus home. I really wanted to.

Night all. LOVES