Catching Up…

We’re not dead!  We are just busy as usual.  This past month has brought about a lot of change, but then again, when isn’t there change. 

In June I found out I made the deans list at the University.  I coudn’t decided if that was a sign or not, and it is was a sign, who was it coming from.  I was going to tough it out, really wanting to finish, but business statistics did me in.  I think I have the brain for it, but just not the time to work a lot of problems and really learn it.  I thought about re-arranging the schedule, but after discussing it with Joe, decided to just drop college at this point.  I started so that I could make a living if something (God forbid) happened.  Well, now my business is started and that really needed to come before school deadlines.  I was also wondering how I was going to complete tax returns while meeting deadlines in school.  The plan is to put a little more effort into the business and see where that goes.  Joe was afraid that I would miss everything, that I would wake up one day to find my youngest nearly as tall as me.  I would hate for that to happen, as they already grow so quickly.  I’d rather enjoy our time together, as I know it will not last forever. 

With all that being said, I feel like a free woman!!!  I have been quilting just a little bit and having fun “schooling.”  We started a Tennessee state study and are enjoying it.  We will be going to the Tennessee River museum soon since we have been learning about the rivers here. 

We had a family camp with the cub scout pack last week.  I was really dreading it, but once I got there, and had Joe bring us all the stuff we forgot (like tent poles), I really enjoyed myself.  The kids had a great time as well.   I need to call my friend Shoana and see when we can meet up to go camping again.  The last time I went was with her and her children 4 years ago.  I am really an outdoors type of person.  If my spirits are down or I am angry, just get me outside in the country and I feel so much better.   Anyway, off topic, I know.   After spending the night camping, we went on a nice hike the next morning.  I put the baby in the back pack and even the other two girls went.  They had the option of staying and going on a “bunny hike” with some others, but they wanted to go on the big hike and they did great.  MaryEllen had quite a spill when we got on some black top.  I made her stop crying and walk it off (actually, I asked if she wanted to go back to camp and she said no), but later felt a little bad about that because she was a little more beat up than I realized.  Thank God for Arnica!  After that little camping trip close to home, I now feel confident to start venturning out to other places a little farther away.  These camping trips will go along great with our study of Tennessee.

My Mom arrived on July 4th.  After she arrived, we went to the church “picnic” which is more like a carnival.  We came home and Joe set up the fireworks stand and chairs for us all.  MaryEllen was…gee what is a good word here….appauled by the noise?  Well, I suppose she is just very sensitve (artist type, like Kevin who was very much the same way at that age), and ran in the house crying before Joe lit the first one.  They were really not that loud and after watching several, I went in the house to go get her and see if she would come out to see some.  We were standing in the driveway, just down the hill from where the chairs were set up.  John and Kevin were announcing the name of the fireworks.  My Mother and I both warned them about getting too close and fooling around with fireworks.  I think one of the problems is that we are both from New Jersey and nearly everything is illegal there, for our own good, of course.  When raised in this way, it can make one a little overly frightened of so many things!  Also, we used to have a next door neighbor who’s hand was nearly blown off from fireworks, but I digress!  Oh yes, John announced, “Saturn V Rocket,”  Just then, instead of the firework shooting out of the top, it started firing out from the sides – all sides!  My biggest concern was my poor mother who cannot move very fast.  I must admit two things:  1.  I was very grateful to be standing in the driveway at a little more distance, and 2.  I don’t know how it missed Mother because there was a fireball coming straight for her.  Mother and I attribute it to us both praying through the entire fireworks display. 

One day while she was here we went to the pool with some friends.  I told Mother to bring a bathing suit since we occasionaly do this.  We had a lovely time (I thought) until the lifeguards called everyone out of the pool.  We had no idea why.  I wondered outloud if someone had thrown a candybar into the pool.  (Think Caddy Shack).  Well, that was not what happened.  Someone, in fact, did poo in the pool.  They they poured a bunch of chemicals in the pool and said it would be closed for the next 30 minutes.  We (our friends and us) were the only ones leaving!  When Wednesday rolled around this week, Mother reminded us that it was “pool day.”  I told her that we don’t have a set pool day, we just get together sometimes.  She said, “Good because I had made up my mind that I wasn’t going.  It was too cold for me and took me too long to get into.”  Now, one thing about Mother, all my life she has taken forever to get into a pool.  She would stand there for hours trying to get in.  I can’t help but to wonder if it was really the poo incident.    Mother was worried about herself in a bathing suit because she is a little heavy.  I assured her that she would not stick out because in these parts, woman who are more than heavy not only wear bikinis, but are also very heavily tatooed to go along with it! 

James came to me this morning and said, “Mom, I’m scared.”  I asked what he was afraid of.   “When Mom-Mom leaves, we’ll have to do all these dishes and pick up again.”  Let me just say that I don’t ask my poor mother to do these things, as a matter of fact, I ask her not to do them, but she works like a slave anyway!  I don’t know how I’m going to get the children back in the swing of things when she is gone!  Joe and I have actually been out on 2 dates since she has been here.  I do believe that I will miss having that freedom the most.  Today the children worked her to death.  How you ask?  Playing cards and Bird Bingo.  Mother stated that she doesn’t want to see any cards for the next year.  Mother loves games, especially cards, but take that times 5 children and it would exhaust anyone. 

Well, that was a long post.  I have many pictures, but they will have to wait for another day.  I have things to do and it is getting late.  Now you know a little about what is going on around here.  Aside from all of that, we also have several prayer requests.  Please pray for my friend Misty who has had a nasty kidney infection (and is 33 weeks pregnant), my friend Emily who will probably deliver her baby boy very soon at 30 weeks.  He has a heart condition and they don’t think he’ll make it, but they will be doing some surgury to see if they can correct the condition and save his life.  Also, one of the boys in the cub scout pack lost his grandmother and we’ll be attending her funeral tomorrow.  Thank you for your continued prayers.

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3 Responses to “Catching Up…”

  1. Dorothy Says:

    My MIL used to do all my housework when she visited, even if I wanted her to play with or read to the kids while I finished things my way. 🙂

  2. Laura Says:

    I love your long post! The camping trip sounds like fun, although I am not much of an outdoors-y person. Tell Kevin and MaryEllen that I have the same problem with loud noises – I HATE loud noises, in fact. I carry earplugs around with me in my purse (soft foam ones, from the drugstore), so that when I’m around loud noises, I can pop them in my ears and I’m fine. Sometimes, for example, I’ll stumble onto a festival on the National Mall, and there’ll be a band playing, and friends will want to stop and hear the music, and I just want to run away and cry like a little kid because the music is so loud. But then, I remember the earplugs, and I’m fine. I can still talk to people, but the loud noise is muffled out. I hope that the earplugs might provide some relief to my young artistic cousins, too!

    Love,
    Laura

  3. victoria Says:

    hey there kristen,, its been awhile.. enjoyed reading your long post.. will keep the friends in prayer as well.
    look forward to the pics… So what are your school plans this year as far as books go.. what grades are you teaching this year…

    hugs and God Bless

    my gosh woman youve got more energy than i think i had at 18yrs old..lol

    Victoria

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