A day in the life of a school nurse

For sake of an update, I did get my job at Baileyton Elementary as the school nurse. I really like it and wanted to give you a blow by blow account…
8:00am…I am greeted at my office by an 8th grader who states she was combing her hair this morning and heard a pop in her neck. Basically, there is nothing I can do here, but give her advice…
8:05am…A little cute freckled faced, red haired 2nd grader steps into my office complaining of a stomach ache… She does this quite frequently and it almost seems as if she is wanting to smile. I am not sure if it is attention she is wanting, but I check her temperature and it is fine…after a little conversation, she goes back to class…for the record, I see her in an hour and she is playing and jumping around…
8:30am…A young man (8th grader) comes into my office and states he has got a splinter under his fingernail and wants me to help him get it out…we work on it and succeed without any blood…he does look at my daughter’s picture on my door and asked about her and states, wow, she is pretty…Does he want me to break his nose????
Nothing exciting happens in the next hour or so…I do make a trip to the office to copy an emergency card…I have to have a copy of all 370 students in my office… I also check immunization records on two new transfer students, putting a red stamp check mark on their permanent record to confirm I have checked it and they are up to date.
11:00am Meet Julia…she is a little2nd grade diabetic, who I am principally here for. She is on an insulin pump and I have to check her blood sugar before meals and then administer a bolus of insulin after meals. Today, she is high, so we go off to the bathroom to check ketones in her urine. None, so we are fine…Off to lunch she goes. I usually make my way to the cafeteria sometime while she is eating. I glance at her plate to see what she has and then either help the teacher on lunch duty roll around the garbage cans, or wipe off tables… I can’t stand just to sit and not do anything!!! After Julia finishes, we figure her carbs and she puts in the bolus amount into her pump. I then decide to eat. Today we had soup beans and cornbread…their beans are very good…it was that or fish sandwich or corn dog nuggets….They usually have a pretty good lunch and if they don’t they have a very good salad bar.
12:00noon I have 2 children that I administer daily medication to. Both of these meds are for ADD. I usually catch one child in gym and the other in the library.
12:30pm Most of the classes are out on the playground at some point between now and 3 pm. So I usually get several abrasions, cuts, and scratches…at the beginning of the year, we were getting several yellow jacket stings…but that seems to have passed.
1:00 I sit down and work some on a newsletter I am getting prepared to send out to parents. Just introducing myself to the parents, reminded them about medication policy, wrote a little article about the importance of breakfast, handwashing, and one about lice. In one particular week, I had to send 3 kids home with live bugs in their head!
1:30 pm It is time for the little diabetic girl to come up and get her afternoon snack bolus of insulin… she is very rambunctious and everyone in the library knows she has arrived when she does.
1:40pm I spend the rest of the day just piddling aroudn... not really doing much...I know several children have gotten sick with the stomach bug, so I take the sanitation wipes down with me and wipe off the banister on the steps, doorknobs, etc. I got the stomach bug, but that is a whole other story...
3:00 I get my things and go home to wait on Lukas getting off the bus. Not a bad day at all.

IV's and stuff...

IV and stuff...
Current mood: calm 

Okay, so the other day at work, I needed to start an IV on a big tall black man...he had brought his brother to the appointment with him...now, the paitent was really sick and I guessed brother was just coming to be of support, but I learned it was for another reason...he had a medical background...although I thought it was a pharmacist...

Well, I am not that great at starting IV's, cause I only start one per month at the most and so that means I have only started about 8 IV's in the past 8 years...so here I am searching and feeling over the arm with the tourniquet in place and finally find where I want to stick...brother is sitting in chair...I am okay...I stick patient, no blood return...keep on digging....nothing...feel like I am in the vien 2 or 3 times...Brother gets up and comes over to bed...starts feeling other arm as he can see I am having problems..I am still okay, cause I think, well, a pharmacist doesn't have as much experience as I do...still no luck, so I pull the needle out to try again...Dr. comes in room...says to brother..."well, I guess you could start the IV with your eyes closed..." I look up..."why" I say...well,I am an RN in a burn unit...now, people with no medical background, let me tell you what burn victims do...they loose fluid, so they are literally the hardest to start an IV on, cause they are barely circulating fluid in blood....my jaw drops....

Well, after MD leaves room, I decided to let volunteer brother...patient agrees this is okay..so brother gloves up, gets needle and sticks...and guess what.? NO blood return...AND,,,no luck getting any!!!! he tried digging around, but nothing!!! he had to pull out too...well, of course I am feeling alot better by now, not thinking things could get worse....

I do go ahead with the next stick and start the IV...I get it in the bend of his arm, where most people have huge viens...but you don't want to start an IV there normally, cause then they can't bend thier arm without occluding IV...but as I ws standing up from starting it..the brother says...."WELL, I GIVE YOU AN A+." I just look at him...and he continues" CAUSE I AM AN INSTRUCTOR AND I HAVE TO TRAIN STUDENTS AND WATCH STUDENTS START IV'S ALL THE TIME..."

Sherry
http://myspace.com/sherryonthecrazyside

 

 

New Job??

new job???
Current mood: giddy

Well, I sure got the surprise of my week..I got a job offer at the school system...The job is mine if I want it and all I have to do is call in the mornign and accept the position.  Okay, so how do I feel about this?  Well...

I am taking a pay cut...but money isn't everything. I will be working the school hours...which is really good being that I have 2 children that really need school attention and mommy attention and family attention and spiritual attention.  So, the more I think about it, and get over the shock, I am kinda getting excited.

To start at the beginning, when I applied for this job, I really didn't seem too excited and got really worried about what to do...the pay cut really bothered me....but I decided that since I didn't wantt to sit and worry all weekend, I would just turn it over to God and let him handle it...if they called, they did and if they didn't, well, no biggie!  Well, when they called tonight, I was just kinda in shock..so much that the lady said..."is there something wrong"....no, i said...but I will call you in the morning...then of course I went and freaked out on Tom  LOL

Well, anyway, I'll keep you posted... i love the part about it being 7:45-2:45 and getting to come home...I love the part of working with the children....I love the part about being able to come home and try to work that thing that has 4 round things on top of it sitting in my kitchen..cause I won't be so tired LOL

WEll, we'll see...

Sherry
http://sherryonthecrazyside.blogspot.com/

 

 

A little more about me...

1. What time did you get up this morning?   6:26AM

2. Diamonds or pearls?  DIAMONDS
3. What was the last film you saw at the cinema?  WILD HOGS  <----I'm dying to ride those hogs!!!!!

4. What is your favorite TV show?  GREY"S ANATOMY

5. What do you usually have for breakfast?  CEREAL,or FRUIT BAR

6. What is your middle name?  RENEE
8. What food do you dislike?  TOMATOES

9. What is your favorite CD at the moment?  BROOKLYN TABERNACLE CHIOR "I'M AMAZED"

10. What kind of car do you drive?  2006 HONDA PILOT

11. Favorite sandwich?  ROAST TURKEY,  RANCH AND SWISS

12. What characteristic do you despise?  SELFISHNESS

13. Favorite item of clothing?  DENIM CAPRIS

14. If you could go anywhere in the world on vacation, where would you go? IRELAND

15. What color is your bathroom?  BURGANDY

16. Favorite brand of clothing?  VAN HUSAEN sp??

17. Where would you retire to? TENNESSEE, HOME SWEET HOME 
18. What was your most recent memorable birthday? WHEN I WAS 16, MOM ARRANGED A SURPRISE BIRTHDAY PARTY FOR ME AND INVITED ALL MY CLOSE FRIENDS!!! MY MOTHER NEVER MADE A BIG DEAL OVER BIRTHDAYS SO THIS WAS A BIG DEAL TO ME.

19. Favorite sport to watch? TENNESSEE VOLS FOOTBALL, OF COURSE!!!

20. Furthest place you are sending this to? ??

23. Favorite saying? YADA YADA YADA

24. When is your birthday? OCTOBER 29, 1973

25. Are you a morning person or a night person? NIGHT!!!!!

26. What is your shoe size?  9

27. Pets?  A CAT AND A ROTTY

28. Any new and exciting news you would like to share with us!  UM...IS THERE ANYTHING IN MY LIFE EXCITING???!

29. What did you want to be when you were little?  A TEACHER

30. How are you today? KINDA MOODY

31. What is your favorite candy?  M&M'S

32. What is your favorite flower?  IRIS 

33. What is your full name?  SHERRY RENEE RICHARDS LAWSON

34. What is the last thing you ate? A CLUB SNDWICH, FF, COTTAGE CHEESE

36. Do you wish on stars?  SOMETIMES...BUT USUALLY I WISH LIKE A PRAYER...
37. If you were a crayon, what color would you be?  GREEN OR PURPLE

38. What is the weather right now?  CLOUDYAND ABOUT 65 DEGREES

39. Last person you spoke to on the phone? DR. BLAINE

41. Favorite soft drink? MT DEW

42. Favorite restaurant?  GREGS PIZZA OR OLIVE GARDEN

43. Hair color? DARK BROWN

44. Sibling(s)? 2 YOUNGER BROTHERS

45. Favorite day of the year?  JULY 4TH

46. What was your favorite toy as a child?  BARBIES

47. Summer or winter? SUMMER

48. Hugs or kisses? HUGS
49. Chocolate or Vanilla?  CHOCOLATE
51. When was the last time you cried? 4 DAYS AGO, WHEN I READ MY FRIENDS BLOG WHO HAS BREAST CANCER.

52. What is under your bed?  MEMOIRS FROM MY CHILDHOOD AND THE KIDS KEEPSAKES IN PIZZA BOXES AND DUST BUNNIES

53. Who is the friend you have had the longest? KIMBO

54. What did you do last night?  WENT TO CHURCH

55. Favorite smell? LILAC

56. What are you afraid of?  HEIGHTS  AND TRAINS

57. Plain, buttered, or salted Popcorn? BUTTERED WITH SALT

58. How many keys on your key ring?  5
59 How many years at your current job? 5 MONTHS

60. Favorite day of the week? FRIDAY
61. How many towns have you lived in?  1

62. Do you make friends easily? HMMM...YEAH, I GUESS

Sherry
http://sherryonthecrazyside.blogspot.com/

 

 

Kristi, my friend and her journey

My heart is heavy. My spirit is low...but hers is not. I just got finished reading about her journey. The path that she has to go down in not in her choosing, but obviously God saw that she could handle this and encourage others. She just had both her breasts removed because of cancer and she is cheerful and is to be admired for her attitude toward this awful disease. I cry everytime I read her blog about her journey. I cry because this awful disease is so close to home. Kristi is younger than me. Is that what affects me most?? No, I don't think so. Kristi is such a better Christian than me. Why did it have to be her? Kristi has 3 small kids. Is is right to ask God why? I am sure she has asked many times. Some people think it is not right to question God, but many men and women question God in the Bible. David being one that comes to mind. He asked God why he had left him, he asked God if he had forsaken him, he asked God many questions. God knows that sometimes things like this will cause us to question. What I see is the answer. In Krisit's attitude. I know that I couldn't do as well as she has. That is why I cry. Not because I am sad for her, but because I am encouraged by her. Yes, my Grandmother Vivian had cancer and my Grandfather Burton died of cancer. But they were old. You know, you kinda expect something like that when you get old. Not young. Not younger than me.I think about her every day many times, although I haven't talked to her. It seems like she don't need to hear from me, because I will get her down. I will cry. I will dampen her spirits. I will make her cry. I don't want to do this. I have posted on her blog several times, but I can't just read her blog anywhere. I have to be at home in the privacy of my scrapbook room, cause I know how I will feel from it. Someone may say this is not fair to her. I know. I feel greedy. Greedy because she needs support and I am unable to give it to her. She needs encouragement and I am unable to do nothing but cry. I feel very bad every time I read her blog. Bad because I should be the one to encourage both her and her sister, who is my best friend. Her sister is a nurse. Is that why this has affected me so much? Because I know way too much about this deadly monster? Is her sister having as hard of time as me? I hope not. I just really feel like a very useless friend right now and it is all because I can't deal with things like this very well. Kristi, please forgive me, I love you. You are such a trooper. Your children will rise up and call you blessed. Happy Mother's Day.

So be it...

LAW

This is one of the better e-mails I have received in a long time! I hope this makes its way around the USA several times over!!!!!
So Be It!

THE LAW IS THE LAW

So if the US government determines that it is against the law for the words"under God" to be on our money, then, so be it.

And if that same government decides that the "Ten Commandments" are not to be used in or on a government installation, then, so be it.

I say, "so be it," because I would like to be a law abiding US citizen.

I say, "so be it," because I would like to think that smarter people than I are in positions to make good decisions.

I would like to think that those people have the American public's best interests at heart.



BUT, YOU KNOW WHAT ELSE I'D LIKE?


Since we can't pray to God, can't Trust in God and cannot post His Commandments in Government buildings, I don't believe the Government and its employees should participate in the Easter and Christmas celebrations which honor the God that our government is eliminating from many facets of American life.

I'd like my mail delivered on Christmas, Good Friday, Thanksgiving & Easter. After all, it's just another day.

I'd like the US Supreme Court to be in session on Christmas, Good Friday, Thanksgiving & Easter as well as Sundays. After all, it's just another day.

I'd like the Senate and the House of Representatives to not have to worry about getting home for the "Christmas Break." After all it's just another day.

I'm thinking that a lot of my taxpayer dollars could be saved, if all government offices & services would work on Christmas, Good Friday & Easter. It shouldn't cost any overtime since those would be just like any other day of the week to a government that is trying to be "politically correct."



In fact....


I think that our government should work on Sundays (initially set aside for worshipping God...) because, after all, our government says that it should be just another day....



What do you all think????


If this idea gets to enough people, maybe our elected officials will stop giving in to the minority opinions and begin, once again, to represent the 'majority' of ALL of the American people.



SO BE IT...........


Please Dear Lord,
Give us the help needed to keep you in our country!



'Amen' and 'Amen'

Touche!


These are definitely things I never thought about but from now on, I will be sure to questions those in government who support these changes.

At the top, it says "I hope this makes its way around the USA several times over!!!!!"

 

 

Sherry
http://sherryonthecrazyside.blogspot.com/

 

 

Lukas in himself...

I got to spend the day with Lukas today...We had an awesome time, just Mommy and son time...We had to take Morgan to WSCC to tag class after the bus driver left earlier than the expected time (and I am a minute late person...) but anyway, as we left WSCC, I saw IHOP and since we had neither eaten, we decided to stop...(keep in mind, I had just ran a comb thru my hair, no makeup, a sweatshirt w/o a brassiere...) but fortunately I didn't see anyone we knew...LOL...We played all the games on his menu sheet and just talked about nothing in particular...as we sat there, and I was watching him eat, I wondered how he became such a different person from me.   Morgan is like me...even down to our tastes...I see myself in her everyday...but Lukas...who is he like? Tom? I really don't see it...Everywhere he goes, people LOVE him.  I get comments from his teacher all the time about how he helps everyone in the class if they don't understand, he smiles and talks to the mentally challenged little girl in a wheelchair that sits beside him even though she can't communicate back...

I started thinking of these things when he ordered eggs.  Over easy....now, how did he know how to order eggs like this...and where did he learn this from...and WHY does he even like them like that??? I don't like them like that...I never cook them like that...yes, Tom likes these, but only gets them when he orders eggs at a restaurant...and I can't even tell you the last time we have all ate breakfast together...

I notice things that he likes that either Tom nor I like...not necessarily just foods...I notice that he likes math and begs me to quiz him.  He mentions numbers in his conversations, all the time adding or subtracting...here is an exert from an email from his teacher this year...

He is doing such a good job at school.  Too often, individuals are quick to point out the negatives and not give praise when/where needed. I have been guilty of not passing along the praise of Lukas to you.  He is such a caring and loving child.  We have several students in our room that struggle academically, and he is so quick to give the students praise.  Peer identification/acknowledgement is a positive motivation, and he is so good at it.

Academically and socially, Lukas is a positive role model and I attribute it to his home environment.  He definitely has been taught the virtues of a caring person.

 

you know what is funny, I don't recall teaching him the virtues of a caring person...It makes me so proud of the person he is growing into...in himself.

 

 

 

 

  

Thoughts from today...

WEll, this morning, we didn't have church...I had a very relaxing last night and today...basically just catching up on some reading and organizing in my scrap room. Tom stayed in our room most of the day just watching sports, and since Lukas was gone to a friend's, I stayed up in his room, which is my favorite room in the house...(a whole other blog story)...just reading and catching up...I even ended up sleeping up there last night. I just love being alone sometimes...
I have also spent the day praying for Morgan...I am not sure what I am gonna do with her...She is obviously hormonal and she is crying every day....I don't know what to tell her anymore... she says she hates school and her friends all hate her..I have counseled her on her friendships so much and how to "be a friend" that I am at a loss...oh, my gosh, that means this all is just starting...After talking to my mother about the situation, she said something that I never had a clue about..."Sherry if you only knew all the times you left here in the mornings and I would spend so much time on my knees praying for you and crying out to God to help you." Man, that hit home..cause I know that all day Friday, I just could barely contain my emotions at work as I prayed for her over and over again. Mom also said she wouldn't want to live thru another teenagers years for anything...!!! Thanks Mom!!!
Morgan did come home on Friday and tell me that she had wrote a letter to a friend and that things were working out...
Funny thing is, I don't think Tom even has a clue what Morgan is really going thru..he just either totally ignores her or tells her to get her mind off of it...easier said than done, right?

Christmas Tradition

I am a stickler for  keeping tradition...I do not like change and want things to stay the same always.  My Christmas holidays were the same ever since I can remember until about 7-8 years ago.  We waited all day in anticipation on Christmas Eve.  Then at around 4pm, Dad would get home from work and we would all gather around after supper and open presents from family.  Then, later than evening, we would all go to Aunt Polly's and Uncle Ken's house.  This was the first place I ever remember having peanut butter fudge...(When they lived in the trailer where Tammy is now)  Well, anyway, I loved to go there cause all his grandchildren were there and we got to play and laugh and eat finger foods.  I always looked forward to the food!! LOL

Then on Christmas Morning, we usually got up to put on our new duds to go to Sneedville.  This was also one of my best memories, although, we usually didn't get any presents here, (a body would go bankrupt buying for that many grandchildren) it was still just something we did on Christmas day. That was my routine...I wanted it to stay that way forever.  I wanted to raise my kids doing that!!!!

But....unfortunately, Time has a way of changing things and we all grow up and have inlaws and have to spend time with them too... so as Morgan was born,along with the rest of the cousins kids, most of that changed. Now, we never know where we are gonna be till usually the week before Christmas, cause everyone has work schedules (cause in mine and Tom's family, there are 5 nurses) and inlaws to schedule around.

I did tell Tom, last year when  Christmas Day fell on Sunday, that we should always have a morning service, no matter what day it fell on...It was so special to worship the King on the day we celebrate his birth. I am glad we have Christmas Eve on Sunday this year.

 

Lukas is Seven!!!

I can't believe my baby has turned seven years old!!! Instead of a traditional birthday party, he chose to go to the Rodeo with one of his friends.  Of course the Bullriding was his favorite!!! He also got to talk to a bull rider whose name was Justin Walson...(I only put his name here, in case one day he may be famous!) and Lukas asked him if he had ever rode the PBR retired bull named Yellow Jacket...Justin's reply was, "No, but I would love to ride his sons..." Lukas says, "What about Mossy Oak MudSlinger??"  No was Justin's reply...It was soo cute to see Lukas talking to him and you could tell he was bursting with pride to be able to talk "the talk" with a real bullrider...I did get to video his ride..so anyway, Lukas ended up having a great birthday experience and I just am in shock that he is SEVEN years old!!! My, how time does fly!!!

 

Getting to know me better

How do you take your coffee/tea? 
Coffee, when I take it, has to have a rich amaretta or french vanilla creamer.

Tea--Pal's tea...about the only one I get a craving for, oh and Olive Garden's Rasberry Tea.

 

How do you like your eggs?
Scrambled with milk and cheese and lots of salt and pepper.

 

Favorite breakfast foods:
all breakfast foods are my favorite!!! This is my favorite meal of the day.

 

Coke or Pepsi?
Coca-Cola!!! The REAL THING!

 

You're feeling lazy. What do you make?
Tomato soup or baked potato and salad.

 

You're feeling really lazy. What kind of pizza do you order?
Tom eats extra pepp, extra cheese

Me and the kids eat pepp, sausage, xtra cheese

 

You feel like cooking. What do you make?
Usually mexican...We all love it...gorditas, jalepeno crispy fried potatoes, mexican bean dip, tortilla chips

 

Do any foods bring back good memories?
Yes. Lets see...well, when I was in 3rd grade, there was a buzz going around that we were having TACOS for lunch...I didn't know what tacos were, cause I was raised on country home foods.  I didn't like them that day and refused to eat mexican till after I got married, now I am in love with it!!!

 

Do any foods bring back bad memories?
Got sick on Chicken Noodle soup one time...can't hardly eat it...

Then there was the time my aunt brought groundhog to the family reunion for a meat dish!!!!

 

Do any foods remind you of someone?
My mom's slaw is the best...She got the recipe from my grandmother and it is usually the only slaw I will eat.

And Julie's Butterhorns.

 

Is there a food you refuse to eat?
Liver...raw seafood--shrimp, oysters--yuk!

 

What was your favorite food as a child?
Pizza.

 

Is there a food you hated as a child but now love?
ALOT!!! I used to hate onions...now I can eat a red onion almost alone!!! Cottage Cheese--I had never tasted it, but didn't think I liked it..then one day about 10 years ago, i tried it...

 

Is there a food you loved as a child but now hate?
I can't really think of any...

 

Favorite junk food: Oreo cookies with a glass of milk
Favorite dessert: anything chocolate
The perfect nightcap? Glass of cold ice water.

Do you have any weird food habits? A few...but nothing really outrageous.

Today...5 years ago

Today....5 years ago... I was working and not really focusing on the tasks at hand when I called CVS. ( I was working at Dr. V's office in town.) Cassandra asked me if I had heard, to which I replied, no. When she proceeded to tell me, it wasn't a big lifechanger. But as the second plane hit, I got a sick feeling. I remember hearing the news throughout the morning and hearing of fires here and planes there in different parts of the U.S., and I felt usafe. I wanted to be home. What was Morgan feeling. She had not long ago started kindergarten. I needed her here with me so I could protect her. Lukas was home with mamaw Chris. What was this wierd feeling of wanting the safety of my home walls? Later I heard, on Paul Harvey, that this is a feeling of "homing" I think is what he called it. Even later, songs were published about the feeling. At least I was normal for once. When I got home that afternoon, I was so relieved to see Morgan, but very upset when I learned that Tim had taken Lukas to Walmart with him. Didn't he know how bad I had wanted to wrap my kids in my arms and hold them and promise them that nothing could ever hurt them??

That evening, Mom and Dad came to watch a video that my uncle had taped of the first few hours of television coverage, since we were all at work, we hadn't saw much of the actual happenings. I didn't sleep well that night...

I never shed visual tears, but my heart cried many times during that time and has cried many times since then... in fear of a nation who has left God.

So today, as I look back, I want to remember the love I felt for my fellow americans after the fact. On that day, we all shared a common bond... our hearts were aching... our minds were scared. I want to remember how I prayed to God and heard the whole nation praying also. Never in all my years, had I heard praying and prayer mentioned so much. I want to remember to Thank GOD everyday for my freedom and safety. I also question alot as I look back. Where did all those feelings go? Why did I get upset at the redlight this morning and blow several times? We all slip away from God and the reality that we need him to get us thru each day.

Just a lazy day in the summertime

Back and Lukas sickness

Hello, been away for awhile and wanted to get back in the habit. Today, I spent time with Lukas as he was sick. We took him to the Dr. and he ended up with Strep throat. He wasn't too happy about the antibiotic being in liquid form. Since he is able to swallow a pill, he hates the liquids. When the kids are sick, there is something inside of me that is twisting and turning, causing me to hurt. I want to be sick in thier place so bad! The funny thing about this is, that when I was young, I remember my mother saying the same thing to me...how she wished she was sick instead of me. I never really wished sickness on myself and had never felt this feeling till I had children and then, well, I know exactly how mother felt. I hate them being sick!!!!!!

One Word

Today at work, we were taking a poll....If you had one word to describe you, what
would it be? So I have thought and thought...
Yes, I have a crazy side, but I also have a serious side...
Fun, but I can also be a stern "no kidding" type.
I like to laugh. I also like to cry sometimes, cause it cleanses my soul.
I can also be sincere, but on the other hand, I always try to see the humor
in things.
I like to be alone, with no one around...quite and peaceful; but sometimes
I like loud music and loud volumes of voices, noises, etc. I do have to be in
the mood to party.

Several people at work quickly offered thier opinion. Among them were
haughty, brassy, fun-loving,flirty, bubbly.
I don't agree with all of these...Haughty??? Well, maybe I am...or maybe
I am just very confident in who I am ...Brassy??? Well, I DO like to be
noticed, whethere it is what I have on or how I smell or just a look from someone
that lets me know they did notice. But is that brassy???
Fun loving...I really don't see how...HA! I can be fun, but I do not classify
myself as easy to love in a friendship or by a lover. I frequently put up
a wall to keep others out. My children are probably the only ones to say
that they can love and be loved by me unconditionally. Hmmm..that's strange...
I have never noticed or thought about that to myself. Why do I build a wall between
me and and Tom or me and friends?
FLirty...well, I won't comment much on this one. I call it friendly, not shy, or bubbly.
Flirty is being seductive, or sultry.
So one word...that turns into several words which quickly turn into
a paragragh that describes me...

So which one best describes me? I am not sure,I will have to give it much more thought. I AM WAY TOO COMPLICATED!!!!!

Smarty pants...

Morgan takes after her Mommy...and as much as I hate to say it, her Daddy...LOL
She comes home today from school telling me that her teacher tells her her STAR score...which is the Accelerated reading program that they participate in beginning in Kindergarten. They read and take tests moving up by grade levels in reading...Morgan's score as of the beginning of 4th Grade...was the highest in the class...7.7!!!!!! I was soooo proud!!!!! I asked her if her teacher told her what that means...she says "yeah, that is almost an 8th grade level..."
I am just soo proud...

Daddy

I got to have my Daddy all to myself!!!!! It was just a selfish wish, but I longed for the times I could again sit and talk to my Dad like old times when I was at home...With all his depression, and his house building and other things, I rarely get to have more than a small talk conversation with him...it has probably been over 3 years since I have actually had a long conversation with him...maybe even longer, cause when you have Mom and the kids and my brothers and Tom around, I have to share him...Tonight, Tom had asked Daddy to preach at the church as he had meetings till late in the evening and wouldn't be able to attend... Just so happen, Mom had to go to the Nursing home to help with the care of an elderly lady...So Dad decides to ride with me to church. Of course the kids were with us, but we just talked about everything and just chit chatted and I just loved it!!!!!!!!!!!
I have always been a Daddy's girl but as you get older with husbands and kids, you just don't get to sit and be the center of his attention... ( I tend to want to be the center of everyone's world at times LOL) Daddy always seemed to understand me more than Mom...One reason was because Dad was smart and wise, whereas Mom has never held a public job cause she has never had to work...I sometimes get mad at Tom cause I feel he should take the place of my Dad in that he should "know everything". No matter what as a child or adolescent I asked my Dad, he always knew and could give me a good answer...Looking back and being a parent myself now, I realize he could have been bullcrapping about it all!! LOL I can ask Tom something and he doesn't know, then I get frustrated and tell him that Daddies know something about everything and he at least needs to give me some type of answer...Tom also can't help a lady like Daddy... If I am crossing ice or needing help in any way, Daddy had the strongest arm...could just keep his arm steady as a rock...Tom isn't that way and I fuss at him to "help me like Daddy does".
I guess the old saying is true...no woman can take the place of your Mom, but it is also true that no Man can take the place of your Dad!!!
I thank God for letting me see Dad as the strong, normal man once more...Almost 6 months ago, I thought I would never see him as normal again...Tonight he was so normal, it was wonderful!!!!

Feeling guilty...

Gosh...it is good just to be sitting in my old familiar chair...Today and yesterday at work were very overwhelming in more ways than just work... Busy, Busy week! I sit here tonight worn out because I decided to go out into the yard and rake just so I can be outside and alone... Then Tom wants to take a ride on the 4 wheeler so that interrupts my quite time in the yard...But after getting the kids in the bed, I am now just "conked" out here at the computer... Sitting here makes me feel guilty...I should be up cleaning or doing something productive! Why do I feel like that? Well...When I was outside raking, I was thinking of what the kids were doing and I should be in here with them just being here for them...so I felt guilty about that...Then Tom says I never pay any attention to him, so I feel guilty about that....I left a desk full of charts and things to do at work so I feel guilty about that...I went to see Melba at the nursing home and realized that I hadn't got her a tape recorder yet to listen to the tapes from church so felt guilty about that...
I screamed at the kids this morning cause they were seemingly moving too slow for me...and then I felt guilty all day...and I am sure there are a dozen more things...Okay...i have talked myself right out of sitting here and enjoying myself... I will not ask myself that question again...

Lukas had thrown a fit yesterday to go to the nursing home and Tom gave in to him and this morning, Morgan was voicing how she wanted to go to the nursing home and Lukas leaned up from the back seat and said..."If you cry alot, Dad will take you"! I was freaked out and laughing all at the same time! That little boy has Tom wrapped right around his finger!!!

Dear Morgan...

Dear Morgan..I have just kissed you and Lukas goodnight and said the prayers with you...I just wanted to say how proud I am of you and the girl you have become...you are no longer a "little girl" and I realize this more and more everyday. At the lunch table today, we had a quite intelligent conversation and as we talked about various things, I just looked at you and almost cried...When did you grow up? You asked me today about buying the book by Judy Blume "Are you there God, It's me Margaret" and I didn't know what to say, cause I remember reading this book many times in my preteen years and thought Mom would kill me if she caught me reading this, cause it talked about growing breast, and other puberty matters and how these girls and her friends deal with it... Very good book, but am I ready to let you read any Judy Blume as all her books are like this.
I don't know how your Daddy feels about you growing up or even if he has realized it...i did tell him about you mentioning the "cute" boy in your class and how he likes you too...I threatened you with your life if you liked any boys...jokingly of course..but talk about a shocker!!! You have never mentioned any boys in school as even being close to cute.!!!!!! Daddy swore he would break his and your neck!! LOL What will I do with you in a couple more years?????
You are spending more time around me instead of him and wanting to have "girl times and girl talks..." Our personalities are awefully close and I just hope I can be the mother I should be, the Mom you want me to be and the example God would have me to be. I love you so very much.
Love, Mom