I managed to drag my sorry butt out of bed and make it to 0800 service this morning, then I actually went grocery shopping (for the 1st time in 3 wks!) and ran a couple other errands. Bro-in-law came by and helped move some stuff out of the garage and cut down the lilac bushes, burning bush from the front "garden". The "garden" is now just some stumps and some annuals that will all go bye-bye when my husband moves the driveway. Figured it was just as easy to do it now so when we have to plow white stuff during the winter, it's got somewhere to go. And now that I am thoroughly frozen, have just eaten my breakfast (yes, at 3 in the afternoon, yes, Ar, imagine how cranky I was!!), am going to do somehting fun like pay bills. I have nothing of interest to babble about, so I'll go on my way. Have a fab Sunday pm and a great Monday.

Meg, job hunting...where???

I was not put on this earth to be artsy fartsy. As much as it is part of my genetic makeup, unfortunately, it is not a large enough part. I soooo trend towards Attention Deficit when it comes to, well, just about anything. I volunteered to make Miss' baby shower invites. Perfect. Ok, so 75 of them seemed a bit off the wall, but nonetheless, I was going to do it. Too bad about 10 into the project I thought it would be great to repaint the bathroom, paint the thingys for the front of the house, reorganize my closet, oh the list goes on. Fortunately, I just continued to plod along with the freakin' invitations and got a whole lot of the assembly line work done and Miss and I finished them off today but holy man, I am not cut out for this stuff. So hopefully, I'll remember that next time I volunteer myself for this!!!!, or the next time I decide I want to make Xmas cards, or whatever. Time frame should not be 14 days, but should be indefinate because I will undoubtedly find something else to do that sounds so much more interesting, start that project and then find something else that....yup, that's just how me brain works. Sad, but true.

My honey is still gone...came home for a brief stint during the week for a friends moms' funeral, but somehow, that just doesn't count. He'll be home next weekend for the night to then go back but, I'll take what I can get.

Right, now I'm going to take a nap, because, well, I can. And then off to chart audit I go...

Nothing of significance

My 24 hrs with my husband this past weekend was wonderful, before he ran out the door back to IN where he'll remain for the next few weeks. Arg. But at least he was home. I helped him get some stuff together to take back with, we went out for dinner and then just vegged in front of the TV. It was wonderful. The only trouble is, I get used to sleeping by myself when he's gone, so when he comes home for just a couple of nights, I don't sleep at all. When he comes home for good, it usually only takes a couple nights before I settle again, but man, I am a girl who likes her sleep. 8 hours of it preferably. Regularly.

Work well, work blows. Some interesting information has come to light and well, let's just say that it doesn't make me, or my boss, very happy girls. And there isn't an awful lot either of us can do about it. But it sure does make it very difficult to want to get up and go back tomorrow, or the next day, let alone, bust my ass while I'm there. How's that for honesty?

I find Mamamins kiddo stories quite amusing and wish I had good kiddo stories to share, I however don't find my 'niece' stories quite as funny. I will however share and see if anyone has any insight. My niece turned 6 in July, started kindergarten. She is sassy. I don't mean just sassy as in she's a 6 year old sassy, she's naughty. And if she continues down the path in which she has been recently traveling, she's going to be the first "shy" bully of kindergarten in school history. The first day of school started out badly when the bus "forgot" to stop to pick her up, it only went downhill from there when she then bit another child who wouldn't leave her alone. The next week immediately went racing uphill and no incidences. However, what goes up, must come down, and well, it did. In the past 2 weeks she has kicked another child, pushed another child, yelled at the fireman during a field trip AND hid the note that explained these last 2 events to Mama (all in 1 day!!!!). What is a mama to do?????? I don't know what cost of those actions were as of yet, but I'll find out tomorrow. Naughty little girl. At any rate, my sister and I were talking yesterday about how mean kids are. I remember how mean I was in early elementary school and how mean other kids were, to me and to others during middle school. Kids are mean, how do you protect your own from that? Not even "from that", how do you prepare them for that?

Despite my previous post, all is fine in my world. It's just a mood, in great part from 2 weeks worth of freakin' PMS. However, hopefully this charming mood I find myself in will pass as does everything else.

I figure with what I deal with in a day, I'm entitled to watch pointless, nonsense television, does anyone else waste their brain, er, time watching Grey's Anatomy? I watched the season premiere, was incredibly disappointed and then watched last weeks and lo & behold, am hooked again. That, and last night I flipped between the Packers (acting like they knew how to play football and then ooops, apparently somewhere along the way realized, they in fact did NOT know how to play bal)l and Desperate Housewives. Now, I"ve never watched Desperate Housewives until last night. But last night cracked me up. So now, unfortunately, I have another show to watch. Anyway, I digress. I might have as much of a girl crush on Meredith Grey as I did on Kelly Taylor and Donna Martin. I only get to say about 1/4 of what I think, she just flat out gets to blurt it out. AND not sound like a complete bitch. And McDreamy, well, dang, he doesn't even have to do anything. I could be quite content to just look at him. Anyway, I do find myself slightly amused that I actually like to watch this show because I'm usually smarter than that, I don't usually like to watch shows that make me sad, and worse, at times, make me cry. Yet, I come back to it every time. What's up with that?

At any rate, my husband has found himself travelling for work, pretty much indefinately for now. Which, doesn't exactly make me want to jig, however, I will suck it up. But as a result of this, I get to go to the gym AFTER work now which is a great bonus. And I'm going to try to volunteer for a shelter for unwed pregnant mothers. I'm not sure why this intrigues me but I'm going to give it a try, having spoken with the director this afternoon, it sounds like a great program and why not? I certainly can't make it worse!!! And, depending on how long this indefinately lasts, I'm going to start taking classes in January. Go figure.

Off to laze. G'night!

Fine lines

Trust is such an odd little thing isn't it? Such a teeny tiny little word that is the base of every relationship that exists. And that teeny tiny little word has huge value and it's amazing how easy it is to trash it, break it apart and jump up and down on it. Sometimes without even knowing it.

Travels

This is where I was last week. This is taken from a cave on the walking trail below the mountain. For those of you who may have never been to SD, I would highly enourage you to go. I had never had this deep urge to do so, but am very glad we did. It was absolutely gorgeous. Mt Rushmore and the surrounding mountains are breathtaking. The Black Hills remind me a bit of the rolling hills of TN. The Badlands are beautiful in an odd way, and manage to provide a reality check of our own mortality at the same time. VERY vast and open, if you got lost out there, you'd be dead. No options, no chances, just dead.
My pictures don't do it justice but it was an experience. We went through Custer State Park and saw tons of wild buffalo, which I love. We didn't have time to stay for the roundup the next day though, but I will definately arrange to be there the next time. There's hundreds of them. It's amazing.

We also went to the Wild Horse Sanctuary, for me, and that was, well, beyond awesome. I could spend hours out there. Phenomonal