To remember

I started this blog to remember; a diary of sorts (I know I've said it before...).

My lack of updating means I already forgot to remember many things.
Honestly now, there's not much I want to remember. I dread coming home in the evenings to sickness, depression and the unknown of what the day has to bring.
I never thought I'd see the day when I'd prefer to be at to work, rather than home.

But, (yes, there's a but) I choose to remember these things:

-Anna and Emma chipping in to watch their brother, taking turns sleeping with him every night so I can do my 'me' things.

-my mom helping with everything, from ironing, to babysitting, to listening to me complain all the time.

-the support of my friends, the offers of help, and loads of prayers

-my kids' laughter in the house, to make me realize that sometimes home isn't such a sad place these days.

Just to get out of the slump

Okay, so my mom requested a new post because she's tired of looking at my ass. Since she is one of my total of 10 readers, I'm going to comply with her request.

So, does this post have to have a point? I suppose not. What's on my mind lately? Unfortunately, what's been on my mind this week is sickness, death, and the uncertainty of what the future holds. Cheery, eh?

The reason for this is news that I've heard in the last several days; a friend's husband just learned that he has leukemia (he's just 33) and a former co-worker was just diagnosed with pancreatic cancer and has only a few months to live. Both of these things hit me hard. It's a reminder of how fragile life is, how quickly things can change, and how we should appreciate every moment that things are good. Of course, that's not going to happen. I'm still going to get annoyed at day-to-day things like the car dealership taking forever to fix my car, finding baby mice that took up residence in my closet, and whatnot. So, let's scratch the 'every moment' from that thought, and just say 'more often'.

I'm going to work on recognizing the good things in my life and living by one of my favorite phrases 'Count your blessings, not your troubles'. Oh, and praying more b/c that's truly the only way that I feel have the slightest bit of control over anything.

That's it for now. I forgot to post a 'Happy Birthday' to my mom. She's just 26, if your dyslexic. I love you, Mom! Even more than my ass.

Blog-slug

I just noticed how long it's been since I've posted. La-zy, that's me.
I'm still alive, I've just been blog-neglectful.
John M. has had a weird stomach virus for the past 5 days that he just can't seem to
quite get over. I had a touch of it over the weekend, and now Anna has it too, although
not nearly as bad as he had it. I cleaned up more vomit in the last week than I ever
care to see in my remaining lifetime.
Jealous, eh?

Basketball, soccer, art and school are now in full swing, so I don't see home much
anymore. The inside of my car, I see all too often.

The weather has finally cooled off a little, as in it's not boiling hot out. It's been in the lower
90s. Woo-hoo! That's actually 'cool' for this place. I have some photos I want to post, but
don't have them uploaded yet. Slacking, part 2.

So, just checking in to do this post about nothing. I'll be back soon.