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My review of the very first Blockbuster Total Access movie I received:
GO RENT IT! Better yet, BUY IT... I did! It was awesome. If you haven't seen this movie yet, you should.
And when you do, come back here and tell me what you thought of it.
That's it ... that's my review. I tell ya, if this is what I've been missing by not watching movies all these years ... I so suck!
About 3 weeks ago, we had all thought Spring had sprung and warm temps, flower buds, chirping birds were all settling in to stay for awhile. At least we hoped, right?
Last year, as new owners to this home, we were introduced to a little birdy. A killdeer. Not necessarily the cutest bird and they are loud as hell, but so are my children and I still love them. Needless to say, I became quite attached to this little thing who chose my rock garden to lay her eggs. She sat on them day and night and some weeks later, there were 4 little itty bitty chicks ... hopping around my yard. It was wonderful. However, we were glad it was over because although it was cute and fun to watch ... once ... we didn't ever want to do it again.
About a month later, another killdeer took up residence in the same spot. The boys were angry because whenever they went out to play football, this small little thing chirped and chirped and chased them off from being in a 20 foot radius of her eggs. I have to admit, it got a little out of hand, hubby could barely mow without the bird flapping around and coming close to attacking him. We all suffered through it and wa laa ... baby birds ... then they were gone. A sigh of relief and many football games proceeded.
This year, right at the beginning of our warmer weather, I was out admiring my tulips that were beginning to pop up. And I discovered ...
MORE EGGS!
Being the mean person I must be ... I tried to scare her off. Despicable? Yes. I admit it. But I was so not ready to endure the pain that it would be in a few weeks when I want to start planting my garden and this silly bird will refuse to let that happen. So I yelled at her, and stomped at her ... and she played as though she were hurt ... I NEVER TOUCHED HER!
Smart little booger.
Then the snow came ... and the ice. For the last two nights I wondered how she felt having to leave her unborn chicks to seek shelter for herself. The ice was pelting down and the wind was so gusty that my children asked more than once if we were having a hurricane. Yeah, that's a whole other post. There is no way she would survive, let alone her eggs, she'd have to give in and abandon them. My heart actually hurt as I wondered about her.
Today ... there she sat.
She endured the entire storm. The wind, the ice, the snow, the cold, to protect her babies. She probably never gave it a second thought. There was no choice to leave. That would be unthinkable.
I should have never doubted her. The same would have been done by me ... or you! For that is what a mother's love is all about, right?
I suppose she can stay for awhile.
But she better not give me any grief when I am trying to plant my garden. And I mean it, dammit!
I love the fact that I am able to be a WAHM ... though sometimes it has it's challenges.
The girls think that just because I am here and they can see me ... that I'm able to play play play all day long. I WISH I could play play play all day ... but that's just not the case. I do have to schedule time to work. Sometimes I feel guilty, but then realize that a mom just has to do what she has to do and I'm still very happy that I'm able to be here with them at all.
Staying on task was difficult for me. I have "too many things in the pot" my hubby often tells me, but there is nothing I'd want to give up. So I created a schedule and I stick to it ... to the minute. And it works.
No longer do I go to bed at night feeling frustrated that I didn't accomplish anything that day. I may not complete EVERYTHING that has to be done, but I do make progress, and that feels so good, because now I don't get on ONE thing and neglect everything else.
If there are things in the day you wish you could accomplish, but your day seems to whiz past you before you get a chance to even THINK of everything ... you should try typing out a schedule, and sticking to it.
I just keep mine on the fridge and it really helps. I am much happier and less tense since I've been doing this.
My schedule is below as an example:
Works For Me ... it can work for you too!
For more great tips, head on over to Rocks In My Dryer!
What's wrong with this picture?? Keep in mind that it was taken just 10 minutes ago ... on APRIL 11th ... from my patio door.
are going to start disappearing one by one and be replaced with gigantic slabs of enamel that will gorge from that little mouth and appear much larger that humanly possible until he reaches the 9th grade and they finally look to be of normal proportion.
Yes, Drew lost his first tooth. This make me very sad because for some reason, I loved his sweet smile with those tiny, perfectly spaced teeth. It's all coming to an end now ... once they lose the first one, they all start falling out as if they were dominoes crashing into one another causing them to drop right out of their mouth.
Drew was the first of my children to have all his teeth. Jake was bit in the face by a dog when he was one and his only front tooth at the time had to be extracted. So, our little boy never had 2 front teeth, until those hugantic things he has now crept out of his gums.
But anyway, this post is about Drew ... and his first tooth falling out. It happened last night. He sat with a napkin and yanked and pulled and tugged ... determined that it would be the night he could place it into a little baggie and place under his pillow.
And it was.
He was more excited about the tooth fairy coming than he was Santa Claus. And I'm not kidding. Not to mention, yesterday he said these words to me: "I know the Easter Bunny is really you ... but don't tell anyone or you'll ruin it for Jake, Emily and Molly."
According to Drew, the Easter Bunny is me ... but the tooth fairy is very real. And that's all there is to it!
