Pictures!!
Oct. 16th, 2008 01:30 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
altarflameI'm talking about a dragon cake, an extremely high tide, shoelace people...you just have to see it all to believe it all.
We'll start with Elise. My beasty.
I got this little chair for her on clearance for only $9.98. Marked down from over $50. And, wow does she ever look like me as a little girl.
This is what Ananda and Aaron do with their free time. The head is parts of a train track.
Floor down, baseboards to go...
Isaac calls knights either "guys" or "nightmares". Either way, this one is coming for you.
She was all naked on taco night and so happy to be wrapped up in her elephant blanket (it has a little stuffed elephant sewn on one corner). This blanket is another amazing find - it was $4 at BJ's. Anyway, you can't tell, but she was patting it and saying "buh, buh" affectionately.
Then the cameraman made her laugh.
This is the cake I made Jake for his third birthday. He liked it a lot.
Flying, fire breathing (cartoon) dragon.
He wanted cake and presents at the beach. "At a table!" he kept telling us. My kids are so beautiful, I swear I'm burning my retinas just looking at this.
And I wanted to tell Dama, uh, I guess the tide WASN'T in that day we went to Anne's Beach, because this is what I found when we went to leave the other evening...
It was not really that dark out, it was the effect of the flash making it look that way.
Boardwalk "authentic New Jersey Italian" pizza. Pepperoni, mushrooms, tomato, and Garlic with a capital G.
I thought of Dama at this point, too, since we were all eating at a table outside in our bathingsuits. Dama was like, "we have to change!!" when I said we were going to a restaurant after the beach.
Things seem at least temporarily stable to me.
We have our house to ourselves again. My mom, she made things crazy. She was crazy. I mean, I don't know how to explain it. Not just "crazy" but real crazy, like, um, wow. And my brother, I love him, but he shifts everything in the "video games and a bad attitude" direction, even when he's mowing the grass or taking out the garbage. And even though we had to spend a ton of money to get them back to Jacksonville...at least now we know the total and it's not just some indefinitely growing amount of money we're spending on all that. She's on her own. I hope she does ok.
My mom hates reading stuff like this in my journal. But, really, that is such the tip of the iceberg, and I have written almost nothing for the past month and a half about the neverending drama. At one point my father told me I should Baker Act her with complete sincerity and real concern.
She would say that is blown out of proportion and that I always make things out to be more than they are. To that I say, right. Whatever.
I get the results of my pelvic ultrasound back tomorrow, and I suppose that could derail this whole stability thing. But I am not nearly as worried as I would expect. I feel pretty good about it. We'll see. The top three causes of heavy and irregular uterine bleeding, in order, are benign ovarian cysts, benign uterine fibroids, and benign cervical polyps. Those three things are really common and I fit the profile for any/all very well. I am still nervous, but it's in the way I think most people are nervous waiting for medical test results, rather than in that special ptsd way that involves hyper-awareness of mortality and a constant feeling of fight or flight panic.
Other than being in love with Grant, I think the two biggest things going on in my personal (read: Non-mommy) life right now are as follow:
1. Weight struggles - trying to keep to my eating plan, trying to deal with thinking I'm beautiful then thinking I'm gross then thinking I'm embarassed to leave the house, and then feeling sexy, all in 2 hours.
2. Walking with God, as is the title of my devotional page for today.
Come to think of it, I invited God back into my life and heart at around the same time I started to think maybe I could deal, and I'm blaming a lot of this simple calm on my mother leaving but I'll bet it's bigger than that. I mean, my mom DID do a lot of dishes, after all, so come on.
We'll start with Elise. My beasty.
I got this little chair for her on clearance for only $9.98. Marked down from over $50. And, wow does she ever look like me as a little girl.
This is what Ananda and Aaron do with their free time. The head is parts of a train track.
Floor down, baseboards to go...
Isaac calls knights either "guys" or "nightmares". Either way, this one is coming for you.
She was all naked on taco night and so happy to be wrapped up in her elephant blanket (it has a little stuffed elephant sewn on one corner). This blanket is another amazing find - it was $4 at BJ's. Anyway, you can't tell, but she was patting it and saying "buh, buh" affectionately.
Then the cameraman made her laugh.
This is the cake I made Jake for his third birthday. He liked it a lot.
Flying, fire breathing (cartoon) dragon.
He wanted cake and presents at the beach. "At a table!" he kept telling us. My kids are so beautiful, I swear I'm burning my retinas just looking at this.
And I wanted to tell Dama, uh, I guess the tide WASN'T in that day we went to Anne's Beach, because this is what I found when we went to leave the other evening...
It was not really that dark out, it was the effect of the flash making it look that way.
Boardwalk "authentic New Jersey Italian" pizza. Pepperoni, mushrooms, tomato, and Garlic with a capital G.
I thought of Dama at this point, too, since we were all eating at a table outside in our bathingsuits. Dama was like, "we have to change!!" when I said we were going to a restaurant after the beach.
Things seem at least temporarily stable to me.
We have our house to ourselves again. My mom, she made things crazy. She was crazy. I mean, I don't know how to explain it. Not just "crazy" but real crazy, like, um, wow. And my brother, I love him, but he shifts everything in the "video games and a bad attitude" direction, even when he's mowing the grass or taking out the garbage. And even though we had to spend a ton of money to get them back to Jacksonville...at least now we know the total and it's not just some indefinitely growing amount of money we're spending on all that. She's on her own. I hope she does ok.
My mom hates reading stuff like this in my journal. But, really, that is such the tip of the iceberg, and I have written almost nothing for the past month and a half about the neverending drama. At one point my father told me I should Baker Act her with complete sincerity and real concern.
She would say that is blown out of proportion and that I always make things out to be more than they are. To that I say, right. Whatever.
I get the results of my pelvic ultrasound back tomorrow, and I suppose that could derail this whole stability thing. But I am not nearly as worried as I would expect. I feel pretty good about it. We'll see. The top three causes of heavy and irregular uterine bleeding, in order, are benign ovarian cysts, benign uterine fibroids, and benign cervical polyps. Those three things are really common and I fit the profile for any/all very well. I am still nervous, but it's in the way I think most people are nervous waiting for medical test results, rather than in that special ptsd way that involves hyper-awareness of mortality and a constant feeling of fight or flight panic.
Other than being in love with Grant, I think the two biggest things going on in my personal (read: Non-mommy) life right now are as follow:
1. Weight struggles - trying to keep to my eating plan, trying to deal with thinking I'm beautiful then thinking I'm gross then thinking I'm embarassed to leave the house, and then feeling sexy, all in 2 hours.
2. Walking with God, as is the title of my devotional page for today.
Come to think of it, I invited God back into my life and heart at around the same time I started to think maybe I could deal, and I'm blaming a lot of this simple calm on my mother leaving but I'll bet it's bigger than that. I mean, my mom DID do a lot of dishes, after all, so come on.
