Yippee! ! ! I have my kindle! Now I need to learn how to use the thing. I am technology disabled. If it doesn't have to do with fabric, needles or dogs I am lost. I struggle with even simple things on the computer.
One thing at a time.
I have my email set up and and my first book loaded on it. "50 Shades of Gray" of course! Now I need to figure out how to use facebook and blogger on it.
Saturday, April 28, 2012
Wednesday, April 25, 2012
But, but, but.....
Dragon is feeling the pressure.
Every time I try to reassure him (backwards isn't it?) he come up with a "but" When I start to panic and worry he takes it to the seat of the matter. I can't do that.
What I have decided to do is pray. I can't find (haven't really looked for) my copy of the power of a praying wife. What to do? Spend some time with my confused thought and simply pray. Pray for my dear Dragon, our future and our children.
After sitting down in my locked bedroom to pray today I have made a few decisions.
1. try to get a refund for summer hockey
2. our hockey player can go to stick time, pickup games and hockey camps whenever we can find the time and a place.
3. Wait. Pray and reevaluate Friday.
4. Have a few "what if" plans in place. (I have a few ideas that may help sooth the restless Dragon)
5. PRAY
Don't you sometimes wish you could just spank some calm into your HOH? When they are nearing panic and just need to chill out? How in the world am I in a calmer place than my rock of a Dragon? Can't figure this one out.....
He is coming home early today. My plan is to sit down outside in the sunshine and talk. I'll share my list. Hope it helps put him in a better place.
http://www.reviveourhearts.com/articles/31-days-of-praying-for-your-husband/
found this page. It will at least give my daily prayer a little direction.
found this page. It will at least give my daily prayer a little direction.
Monday, April 23, 2012
Funny isn't it?
It is funny how DD affects us. I just realized it isn't just how I react to my Dragon but how I react to the kids as well.
Yesterday was stressful. I cleaned my son's room. He stayed right by my side, quietly picking up broken toys and putting them in a garbage bag. Pale and shaking like a leaf. He knew he was in trouble. You see, earlier in the day he called his sister an f@##in B@#$%. Those two words are never to be spoken in this house. I didn't yell at him when he said them nor did I punish him out of anger. Since his daddy wasn't home, I decided to keep him by my side and make him work. And work he did. Without complaint. He had to face daddy with those ugly words and didn't want me to have any thing else to report up the chain of command!
His room had been cleaned recently by Amber. She spent a day in there sorting clothes and putting toys away. He threw a temper tantrum and dumped everything right back in the floor. The stinker refused to pick up. Now I know why. His floor was piled a foot high with stuff. As I started sorting I realized that a lot of it was mine. Things he had taken into his room and broken out of spite. The more I cleaned, the more I found. I should have been angry.
But I wasn't. I didn't yell, scream or throw my own temper tantrum.
I had reason to be angry but for a change, I kept my temper under control. I calmly worked my way from one end of his room to the other. Sorting and throwing things away. Broken sewing rulers and a seam ripper that had been missing for weeks. Torn fabric and I found my missing socks! Forks, spoons and a butter knife. Even a jelly jar and books with the covers ripped off. But I pushed on, instead of getting angry, I worked.
Before DD I would have been a mess. Shaking, angry, overwhelmed with what had to be done and wondering where I had gone wrong as a mother. Yesterday I looked for solutions instead. Most of his toys are gone. His mutilated clothes are gone and he has lost his right to privacy. His door is gone. Now he can't shut himself up in there and throw a baby fit. He has so much more room in there without the broken toys.
I had a long talk with him and so did his daddy when he finally walked int he door at 9 pm. Looking back on it I see something now. I talked to my son the same way Dragon talks to me when I have broken a rule or picked a fight. Calm and assertive. I acted like a leader not an angry maniac. DD has touched my in a way I never expected it to. I wasn't afraid of being punished. That never crossed my mind. I honestly didn't even think about Dragon much, other than to wish he was there to help.
Would I go back to the way things were pre DD? Never.
Ps, for some strange reason my girls decided it was a very good time it give their own rooms a good cleaning. Their clothes are sorted, the floor is swept and they have a bag of toys ready to go the thrift store. There is a load of clothes in the washer, one in the dryer and 3 more loads sorted and ready to go. I didn't do any of it. WOW. I need to channel Dragons calm, assertive energy more often.
Yesterday was stressful. I cleaned my son's room. He stayed right by my side, quietly picking up broken toys and putting them in a garbage bag. Pale and shaking like a leaf. He knew he was in trouble. You see, earlier in the day he called his sister an f@##in B@#$%. Those two words are never to be spoken in this house. I didn't yell at him when he said them nor did I punish him out of anger. Since his daddy wasn't home, I decided to keep him by my side and make him work. And work he did. Without complaint. He had to face daddy with those ugly words and didn't want me to have any thing else to report up the chain of command!
His room had been cleaned recently by Amber. She spent a day in there sorting clothes and putting toys away. He threw a temper tantrum and dumped everything right back in the floor. The stinker refused to pick up. Now I know why. His floor was piled a foot high with stuff. As I started sorting I realized that a lot of it was mine. Things he had taken into his room and broken out of spite. The more I cleaned, the more I found. I should have been angry.
But I wasn't. I didn't yell, scream or throw my own temper tantrum.
I had reason to be angry but for a change, I kept my temper under control. I calmly worked my way from one end of his room to the other. Sorting and throwing things away. Broken sewing rulers and a seam ripper that had been missing for weeks. Torn fabric and I found my missing socks! Forks, spoons and a butter knife. Even a jelly jar and books with the covers ripped off. But I pushed on, instead of getting angry, I worked.
Before DD I would have been a mess. Shaking, angry, overwhelmed with what had to be done and wondering where I had gone wrong as a mother. Yesterday I looked for solutions instead. Most of his toys are gone. His mutilated clothes are gone and he has lost his right to privacy. His door is gone. Now he can't shut himself up in there and throw a baby fit. He has so much more room in there without the broken toys.
I had a long talk with him and so did his daddy when he finally walked int he door at 9 pm. Looking back on it I see something now. I talked to my son the same way Dragon talks to me when I have broken a rule or picked a fight. Calm and assertive. I acted like a leader not an angry maniac. DD has touched my in a way I never expected it to. I wasn't afraid of being punished. That never crossed my mind. I honestly didn't even think about Dragon much, other than to wish he was there to help.
Would I go back to the way things were pre DD? Never.
Ps, for some strange reason my girls decided it was a very good time it give their own rooms a good cleaning. Their clothes are sorted, the floor is swept and they have a bag of toys ready to go the thrift store. There is a load of clothes in the washer, one in the dryer and 3 more loads sorted and ready to go. I didn't do any of it. WOW. I need to channel Dragons calm, assertive energy more often.
Sunday, April 22, 2012
Out with the old
WOW One thing I hate about moving? As I am getting rid of STUFF my house begins to look organized and I remember why I liked the house in the first place. Projects that have been waiting for a better day get done and my house finally looks the way I always knew it would.
It isn't there yet but just one day of work has made a huge improvement. I moved a big cabinet out of my sewing room and lost a lot of storage room but it looks so much better I don't even care. The contents of the cabinet are boxed up and ready to go. Lots to do still.
I am trying not to get overwhelmed. Fly lady is my friend right now. I set the timer for 15 minutes and work at one task. Work fast and get it done. Figure out what to do next and set the timer again. Small bits with lots of breaks. It will get done.
Dragon is off working again. Yes he has to work on Sundays and holidays too. Some things just won't wait until Monday morning. Oh well. I can get some things done that I couldn't do with him under foot.
It isn't there yet but just one day of work has made a huge improvement. I moved a big cabinet out of my sewing room and lost a lot of storage room but it looks so much better I don't even care. The contents of the cabinet are boxed up and ready to go. Lots to do still.
I am trying not to get overwhelmed. Fly lady is my friend right now. I set the timer for 15 minutes and work at one task. Work fast and get it done. Figure out what to do next and set the timer again. Small bits with lots of breaks. It will get done.
Dragon is off working again. Yes he has to work on Sundays and holidays too. Some things just won't wait until Monday morning. Oh well. I can get some things done that I couldn't do with him under foot.
Friday, April 20, 2012
JOB
DRAGON HAS A JOB! ! ! !
Wooo hoo Yippee! ! ! !
Now we have a whole new set of worries. We need to get ready to MOVE! Get rid of the junk. Clean Clean Clean! De-clutter and get this house ready to sell! ! ! I am a worry bear and scared to death! Breath. We can do this.
Together! With God in the drivers seat we will be just fine!
And we are moving Way south and East! Closer to family!
Crying now.
I have an early morning and still have things to do.
Breath. One step at a time.
Wooo hoo Yippee! ! ! !
Now we have a whole new set of worries. We need to get ready to MOVE! Get rid of the junk. Clean Clean Clean! De-clutter and get this house ready to sell! ! ! I am a worry bear and scared to death! Breath. We can do this.
Together! With God in the drivers seat we will be just fine!
And we are moving Way south and East! Closer to family!
Crying now.
I have an early morning and still have things to do.
Breath. One step at a time.
Thursday, April 19, 2012
The Different Moods of Dragon's Rose
Some times i feel like
but act like
And other times I just feel a little....
Then there are days that I feel like an absolute
(according to Dragon)
Right now?
I feel like I am going in a hundred different directions. Dealing with an iffy job situation, a maybe move, Pooh bears very first competition, a house that is falling apart and more on the todo list than one person can possibly do.
Oh and the chronic headaches that are back again with a vengeance!
And then Dragon uses the
and the
And all is right in my world again until the next disaster strikes. What would I do without a Dragon watching over me? I am so very happy he is in my life. I am one lucky girl.
but act like
And other times I just feel a little....
Then there are days that I feel like an absolute
Right now?
I feel like I am going in a hundred different directions. Dealing with an iffy job situation, a maybe move, Pooh bears very first competition, a house that is falling apart and more on the todo list than one person can possibly do.
Oh and the chronic headaches that are back again with a vengeance!
And then Dragon uses the
and the
And all is right in my world again until the next disaster strikes. What would I do without a Dragon watching over me? I am so very happy he is in my life. I am one lucky girl.
Tuesday, April 17, 2012
I have the bestest HOH EVER
Ok Ok. I know. I wasn't something big. Just one of those little things he does that makes me say, "Awww"
I get very painful headaches. Stabbing, tingling, zig zaging pain on one side of my head and face. It is different than a migraine. I can move. Walking is ok, light doesn't bother it but eating sure does. Chewing is agony. Liquids that are too hot or cold. They have to be room temperature. Ick... I know but anything else hurts. The slight breeze from the ceiling fan. Dragon brushing my hair away from my face can send me to my knees.
Zomig helps the migraines but nothing touches this. And it won't go away. I can feel the low buzzing in my face almost constantly. Waiting to roar to life with a full blown headache. YIKES. Hate this. I feel it right now. I am afraid to pull my pj top over my head. I don't want to aggravate it this morning.
Last night it was the worst it has been this time around. After supper I went to bed. Didn't undress or brush my teeth. Just curled up in my clothes under the covers. I heard Dragon come to bed but didn't even look up. It hurt too much to move. Then I heard that sound.
The one that tells me he found an ice pack. One of those instant ones. He wrapped it in a bandanna and placed it gently on my head. All I could do was sigh in relief. A cold pack is one of the few things that helps. He held it in place for a few minutes. When he let go I lifted my hand to hold it.
When the headache dulled enough, I got up, brushed my teeth and got ready for bed. I guess the effects of the ice lasted long enough to get my teeth brushed but not long enough to pull my pj shirt over my head. Owchie that hurt. Back to bed and the ice pack.
Dragons pulled me close to him, careful not to touch my head. I fell asleep in his arms.
No, I don't know what was so sweet about it. It just was. He took care of me. No demands. It has been so very long since i have had one of these headaches. I am very happy he remembered ice would help.
I get very painful headaches. Stabbing, tingling, zig zaging pain on one side of my head and face. It is different than a migraine. I can move. Walking is ok, light doesn't bother it but eating sure does. Chewing is agony. Liquids that are too hot or cold. They have to be room temperature. Ick... I know but anything else hurts. The slight breeze from the ceiling fan. Dragon brushing my hair away from my face can send me to my knees.
Zomig helps the migraines but nothing touches this. And it won't go away. I can feel the low buzzing in my face almost constantly. Waiting to roar to life with a full blown headache. YIKES. Hate this. I feel it right now. I am afraid to pull my pj top over my head. I don't want to aggravate it this morning.
Last night it was the worst it has been this time around. After supper I went to bed. Didn't undress or brush my teeth. Just curled up in my clothes under the covers. I heard Dragon come to bed but didn't even look up. It hurt too much to move. Then I heard that sound.
The one that tells me he found an ice pack. One of those instant ones. He wrapped it in a bandanna and placed it gently on my head. All I could do was sigh in relief. A cold pack is one of the few things that helps. He held it in place for a few minutes. When he let go I lifted my hand to hold it.
When the headache dulled enough, I got up, brushed my teeth and got ready for bed. I guess the effects of the ice lasted long enough to get my teeth brushed but not long enough to pull my pj shirt over my head. Owchie that hurt. Back to bed and the ice pack.
Dragons pulled me close to him, careful not to touch my head. I fell asleep in his arms.
No, I don't know what was so sweet about it. It just was. He took care of me. No demands. It has been so very long since i have had one of these headaches. I am very happy he remembered ice would help.
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