Wednesday, September 2, 2015

I Don't Even Know Where to Start

I logged into my blog tonight and realized that I haven't posted in 2 1/2 years.  Not that I haven't tried.  I have started a few different posts that never materialized into anything that I could push publish on.  So I delete them and come back again.

Life is life.  It's up and down.  Hectic.  Unpredictable.  Hard. And all of those things make time scarce.  When we moved to Indiana, we downsized considerably.  We got rid of our couch because it had a broken board in it and felt like you were falling through it instead of sitting on it.  We got rid of our computer desk that was falling apart.  Because of this, our computer was literally set up in our living room with the tower sitting on the floor and the monitor sitting on top of it with the keyboard in your lap and the mouse on the arm of the rocking chair.

A pain in the butt.

We don't have a laptop and it's very hard to "text" a blog post from my phone or tablet.  A couple of weeks ago, I decided that I needed to move the computer to the table we have in the dining room that we NEVER use.  I have always hesitated because it's not a dining table but an air hockey table and I knew the minute I moved the computer the kids would holler they wanted to play air hockey.

They haven't.  Knock on wood.  As a matter of fact, they have used the computer more on the table because it is easier to use.  And I was hoping with it easier to get to, I would take the time to use it more, even though I spend all day long looking at a screen at work.

So here I am.  And a lot changes in two years.

Let's just say I don't miss high school drama.

Shane is almost 18, a senior in high school with his license, his own truck and a job.  He is involved with graphics communications and archery at school and love both.  He qualified for the state and national archery tournament last year.  He attended a graphics communication competition in North Carolina last year and his teacher has already tapped him and the girl who went with them to attend again this year.  He's applying for scholarships and I have a meeting tomorrow night about college information.

Krista is almost 17, a junior with her driver's permit, her own car and a job. She is still involved with orchestra and has a long term boyfriend. She is already thinking about her senior year and is already receiving packets from colleges.

Ty is almost 15, a sophomore and jealous of the license/permit, cars and jobs.  He is very involved in marching band at the moment and still plays his violin.  He is also paying attention to his future and changed his schedule around this year to make his next two years a little easier on himself.

I am amazed at how big these kids have gotten (they are all 3 taller than I am).  I am proud of the young adults they are becoming.

So really all I can do at this point is sum up the last two years.  The kids have grown, achieved milestones, and are looking forward to moving out and up on their own two feet.  Chris and I are loving them, guiding them, trying to catch as much time with them as we can while wondering what's gonna happen when everyone moves on. We will graduate a kid each year for the next three years and send them out into the real world.

Does time really have to move so fast?

Monday, February 4, 2013

A Monster and a Dance

Not too long ago, Chris and I were catching up on Criminal Minds after borrowing seasons 1-3 from a girl I work with. During one of the episodes, the evil guy was a man who had been burned in a fire. Towards the end of the episode, Ty came in to tell us good night on his way to bed. A short time later, I went to his room to make sure there were no electronics in his bed. He says he's scared of the dark again. So I ask "Why?" He points and I turn and look and ask him, "What?" He points again. "I don't see anything," I told him.

Finally he says it. "That show. That burned guy." So I explained it like I always do. It's a show. It's make up. It's nothing to be scared of. He knows all this of course. So the next morning I go to make his bed. I moved his pillows to the floor and find a flashlight, Swiss Army knife and an air soft gun laying where his pillows were. Guess he was just going to be prepared.

Krista and a few of her friends attended the 8th grade winter formal a couple of weeks back. One of her friends came to the house after school, Krista did both their hair, and they decided I be fashionably late to the dance. They had the best time and looked absolutely beautiful. They looked so grown up!

I had Chris take a picture of me and the kids after telling a friend of mine just how tall Shane has gotten. At 15, his is now 6'2" and doesn't seem to be done yet. They definitely aren't my babies anymore.

Wednesday, January 2, 2013

Time Marches On

And on.  And on.  And on.

I have neglected my blog.  And I am so sorry.

It seems no matter how hard I try, how many goals I set, how many routines I create, I just can't seem to find the time to do everything I want and need to do.  My book list?  On hold.  My tv shows that I couldn't live without? I haven't seen since the second weeks episode and some I didn't even get to finish from last season.

But life keeps moving and moving fast.  I have spent the entire day trying to remember to write January on my paperwork.  It's 2013.  My kids are growing up and maturing into young adults.  Weren't they just toddlers yesterday?

I am going to attempt to update to the best of my ability, but my memory isn't always the most reliable. We have officially moved to Indiana. The kids came up with Chris the end of May and I followed in August. I have found a job that I enjoy working for a local trucking company in their accounting department. The kids have been enrolled in new schools and seem to be adjusting well. Shane is now a freshman in high school and turned 15 this past October. He is officially killing me at 6'2" and still growing. Krista is an 8th grader and turned 14 in October, too. I believe she has finally almost finished at 5'5". Ty is a 7th grader and turned 12 in September. He is so close to 5' tall he can taste it.

We moved to Indiana when the terminal Chris worked at was shuttered and he was left to find a new job or relocated. So he relocated. Not too long ago, he got the opportunity to apply for one of the local plants here and was offered the job. We felt at the time that it was the best decision for our family. Turns out we couldn't have been more right. The yard that he transferred to in February has merged with another yard not an hour away.

He would've been without a job next week.

Words cannot say how lucky we are in that instance.

I lost my favorite uncle not long after moving up here. Our last banter was on my birthday when he had mom wish me a happy birthday and tell me that I'm getting old. So I had her relay that no matter how old I get, he will always be older than me. I never got his come back. Less than a month later he was gone.

We have been home three times since I came up in August. Leaving to come home has not gotten any easier.  Mom and Dad are still very upset when we leave, even though we are only 2 1/2 hours away. I'm hoping time can ease their pain.

My baby brother got married the week before Christmas. Oh. My. Gosh. I am very happy for him and his new wife. They have been together a while and very good for each other I think.

This post is much shorter than I wish it was considering I haven't been here the past few months. I do have a couple of other topics in mind but those are for another day. For now, I am going to enjoy the quiet and get ready for another work day.

Wednesday, March 21, 2012


Patience is not my strong suit. No matter how hard I try, I just can't seem to find a hint that I have any at all. Right now is when it is at its worst. I want my children to stop arguing at the drop of a hat. I want to have my house ready to list on the market. I want to be able to move and live with my husband full time. I am tired of being a single mother and want my husband there to help ease part of the load. I am ready for my life to become stable and settle into routine. I don't like uncertainty!
Things are moving at work. They have hired my replacement even though she hasn't started yet. The news of my leaving is slowly spreading through our customers. I received an email this morning telling me I can't leave. At least I know I'll be missed!

And these kids! Bryce has grown another inch since Christmas! He's over 5'10" inches now. Someone please make him stop. It's bad enough that I have to look up to him but to have to step back and look up? That's just too much!  Belle is now over 5'4" and Brady is just over 4'10". They are steadily growing up and it won't be long before I have to look up to my baby. I have tried EVERYTHING in my power to make them slow down and they just won't listen!

Bryce and Brady went to a concert a couple of weeks ago in which they had to dress nice in ties so I had to take pictures. 
I couldn't believe the difference between Bryce and Brady even though there is 3 years difference between them! I guess I am so used to seeing Belle sandwiched in that when I finally stop and look I'm stunned to see so much distance between them.  It won't last long since Brady is determined to catch up!
I have been working on this post for a week now, trying to find time to remember to post my pictures when I get home from work.  Now that I have managed to do that I find it well past my bedtime.  Until next time!

Tuesday, February 14, 2012

From Hubs

From my darling Hubby on Valentine's Day! He definitely surprised me from far away!

Thursday, February 2, 2012


Well the decision has been made and we have finally determined where we are going to end up in the near future.


Hubs and I went over and over our options and then went over them again.  His current company has a location in Southern Indiana that he could transfer to or he could take a job with one of the last companies he worked for that would allow him to be home most nights, but again it would require us to move to Indiana.  So he is transferring to the Indiana hub.  He reports to work there on Monday and we will be following him during the summer so the kids can finish their school year here.

So that means we are working on the house.  So far I have been peeling some serious wallpaper and just for the record?  Whoever hung the wallpaper in my house should be drug out into the street and shot.

Just saying.

While the laundry room wallpaper is coming off and leaving behind a nice maroon paint behind (entirely too dark for the size of the room especially since it has no windows), the kitchen wallpaper was applied on top of wallpaper. The wallpaper that is behind it was literally glued to the wallboard so that stuff is not coming off without redoing the sheetrock and that is NOT going to happen.  So we will be wallpapering the kitchen again, albeit with a different paper that can be painted to give the room a nice effect.

Whew.  I'm tired just thinking about it.

I have also been looking at houses in the hopes that we will be able to sell our house quickly.  Naive? Yes, but I definitely hope for it.  I have found one house that Hubs and I both agree we LIKE. It has land, located in good school districts and is a style that we both agree on.  So rare!  Unfortunately, one drawback is that the schools do not offer an orchestra program for Belle and Brady. Brady has picked up the trumpet recently so he will have no problem moving over into band, but Belle has not played a band instrument.  She has shown interest in the clarinet and I hope reading music will be enough edge for her to start out. We shall see.

So much uncertainty! I hate it! And not only am I dealing with uncertainty but I am also dealing with a husband who is acting out because of the changes.  He is still hesitant about moving, despite the fact he starts his job so soon, but he also doesn't want to leave home now that he has been home so long, and I don't blame him for that.  However, if I could get him to understand that if he could help more with getting the house in order to sell that it will be sooner for us to be up there with him.  Men can be so hard headed!

Time for me to move on to bigger and better things. I mean like laundry. And dishes.  Yeah those things.  More on our upcoming move as details emerge, I promise. Until then...