I’ve been a little busy

2010 February 5

by 3paj8

I hate when I go to a blog and the same post is up day after day after miserable day. Yah, like how I’ve been blogging lately.

I have good excuses though.

1. Alex has been home = there is no quiet for me.

2. Plus, he had to send his old laptop back to his ex-employer and his new employer was not on the ball and he left Ct without a computer. That means he’s hijacked my PC for work purposes & has been hogging it most of the day. Right now I’m blogging from Tiger’s laptop because she’s asleep. I’m anti- laptops though, so I’ll keep this short.

3. I’ve painted everything in my house a horrible shade of off-white. Just when I thought I would die from lack of color I went back to the store and bought a different tan, with a hint of yellow to finish off my kitchen, dining and mud-room. Plus, the tad bit of color kept me from going insane. The point is, I’ve been busy painting. We’re this close (holding fingers an inch apart) to listing the house but need about one more Realtor’s market eval. (says the woman from the relocation-helping-us-to-sell-the-house-place). This other Realtor is coming today so maybe we’ll be on the market by next week.

And who knows, maybe we’ll sell the house in 3 days and be moved to Ct by the month’s end.

Or we’ll never sell it and have to rent it and Jeremy and Corrina can live here when he moves back to Boise in a year or two.

In any case, I’ll be gone soon.

I will miss this tan house and all the memories we packed into the 4 short years we’ve lived in it.

I shall update again shortly but for now, go on and enjoy your life and quit reading blogs. Don’t you have work to be doing anyway? You are wasting too much time on the computer. Think of what you could/should be doing.

God bless you!!

that’s how they roll

2010 January 30

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by 3paj8

These are my wonderful friends, Mike & Jenine. They’ve been hanging out here all week helping me get my house in ship shape.

When we weren’t laughing, spilling paint, drinking diet cokes, eating pizza, working out, or taking photos, we actually did get lots of stuff done.

They kept taking kissing breaks every 5-10 minutes, as usual. Don’t worry, this is typical behavior I’ve grown accustomed to over the years.

And would you believe Jenine- the-saint usually worked the entire time with this little wee one on her back except for this one rare occasion when la petite bebe actually fell asleep.

I love Mike & Jenine, they are a blessing from God!

Plus, they rock.

& roll.

: how she rolls

: it’s called paint-kissing

: taping fun

: Mike wanted his shoes to look new

: BUSTED!!! never say you’ve quit and then take your cig break where everyone can see

: again. geeezzeeee

: la petite bebe

My Matrixy friend !!!

2010 January 29

See you there!!!

while my husband was away & family ties

2010 January 26

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by 3paj8

A bunch of men have been in and out of my house while my husband’s been out of town.

Don’t worry, it’s not like you want to think— it’s way, way better.

I’m actually getting all this man- stuff done that Alex never has time to do because he’s been gone for 2 years.

Kara’s husband is a plumber and she drug him over to install a pedestal sink that I carted home from Lowes. I wanted to take his picture but I’m scared of him because he always looks like he’s mad AND plus he’s a karate master. He also re-caulked my sinks— which was more important to me than the new sink install. My bathroom sinks are so pretty now. Kara made him do all of it for free too, so even though she had to pay I did not. Thanks Soubanh!!

Then Jenine’s husband (Sophie’s dad)came over. He grouted stuff that needed to be grouted and is coming back to fix junk that needs to be fixed. YAY! And Jenine is coming with him next time to help me paint too. They’re always helping us with stuff. And plus, those two bring me coffees all the time. I love that he and Jenine are so thoughtful. Seriously, I would never think to just bring a mocha to someone for no reason. Thanks Mike!!

Mrs. Murdock’s son is in my living room as I type. He’s a builder from Sandpoint—and just so happens to be visiting his parents, and my most favorite neighbors, Joe and Maralyn. When she found out that Sugarbear had eaten my wood stairs, she sent both her men to my house straight away. I tried to say no, and told her Alex could take care of it— but she volunteered them without a thought. Luckily, Kevin can do this kind of thing in his sleep, he builds houses for Pete’s sake. Plus, he’s a really, really nice man— Obviously, because he still listens to his momma when she orders him around even though he’s 49 years old! Love those kinds of sons! Thanks Kevin!

Mr. Murdock fixed my riding mower tire. He actually took the tire, found a place that would replace it, brought it back all shiny and brand new. He’s SO sweet. And he has us over to pancake breakfasts all the time. I will miss that— and his fresh bread. Love those Murdocks.

Actually, I love ALL my friends.

When I moved to Idaho I was really sad because coming from a huge family it was lonely not having even one relative.

I never thought in my wildest dreams God would give me all these sisters, brothers, & parents who would act just like blood relatives.

—People that are in my business even when I don’t want them to be. People who call me out on my crap. Girlfriends who come over for no reason, just because they were bored. Guys that will come fix stuff at my house even when they don’t want to, because that’s what family does. –Even little people that come over and break my piano keys & scuff up my wood floors because they have rocks in their shoes. I love that God replaced everyone, down to the little bratty kids.

God is so good at what he does, no?

I love when people say

2010 January 25

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by 3paj8

“in which I….” on their blogs.

This blog could be called, “In which I apologize to Jeremy for being a crybaby mama.” BUT because he never reads my blog, I’ll just call it, —-In which I will reveal more private crap about myself that I will regret later but that JLohr Cab is helping me to purge right this second!!!

And no, this is not drunken- blogging. I never guzzle wine that’s over $15 dollars a bottle. Well, not without Kelly or Kara.

If you don’t know me very well I think it’s time I told you a little bitty secret that very few people know about me.

I’m dramatic.

Seriously.

I’m a closet drama queen.

This is funny for lots of reasons but I will only tell you two of them.

First, it’s funny because everyone that knows me really well is rolling their eyes right this second. Like, “OMG, she seriously doesn’t think the masses don’t already know this about her!!”

Second, lots of people think they know me really well and will be just the opposite, “NO way!!! She’ s totally lying. I’ve never seen her be weak. She’s just kidding!”

I don’t like to be weak in front of people so usually I just call my BFF in the middle of the night. Like yesterday night… I called her crying my eyes out. I said the meanest things about my kids. All 3 of them, but mostly Jeremy. I was totally bent out of shape because they never need me. Esp. Jeremy. I want them to love me the most and prove it all the time but they don’t, and they can’t.

I want Jer to read my mind & to know that I’m missing him —and to feel the same way—& to call me all the time— but he doesn’t.

I want the girls to hang out with me because I hate being alone all the time, but they don’t.

Jeremy is a grown man afterall, he’s all about Corrina and his life.

The girls are right behind him and doing that whole wing- spreading thing I hate so much.

I have no control but I already knew that. What I mean is, I still have no control and that fact still shocks me.

And… even when I get it, it doesn’t stick for long & I have to be reminded again.

Constantly.

In my head I know that what’s happening is exactly what’s supposed to happen. In my head I LOVE that my kids are growing independent from me. I secretly love that they’re not all about me anymore.

This is fantastic, and fabulous—and how many parents will admit that, or even come to that realization?

I get it.

As a matter of fact— if Jeremy were calling me all the time, or needing me to help him out in life, I’d be having major prayer parties at my house.

We’d all be praying over his soul because he was a titty baby.

Blessed am I that I don’t have to do that because Jer is all about his wife. He’s all about his job. He’s all about his soon-to-be-child.

He’s not all about his momma.

I’m embarrassed to admit that I’m having to ask friends to pray for my freakin’ whinny crybaby mamma drama because somewhere deep down my heart wishes my kids were still all about me— even though I know its wrong.

It’s like my head knows what’s right— but my heart hasn’t caught up. And I don’t know if it ever will. I wonder sometimes if this is my cross to bear because I’ve met lots and lots of people who aren’t like me. They can’t wait for their kids to leave. And I’ve met several people who are perfectly fine when their kids do leave.

I’m not them.

the end.

well… okay, not really. I must consider my blog title, right? “In which I apologize to Jeremy for being a crybaby momma”

Lucky for me, Jeremy is just like Alex— in that they never read my blah unless I tell them to.

Still, I guess I should apologize because theres always a slim chance he might find out I was sad /talking smack about him behind his back.

(insert clearing throat cough)

I love you Jer & as far back as I can remember you’ve been in my life. I’m pretty sure that’s why this letting-go thing is so hard for me. You’re more than my son, you’re more like my brother—a brother thats always been around since the beginning of my time on this earth anyway. We were kids at the same time…we grew up together and I seriously can not remember one single day before you were in my life.

Somewhere, in the deep recesses of my heart, I’m thrilled that you’re not all about me. I’m very proud of you for knowing better than I do in that regard. I’m thankful to God that you’re smart enough to realize your wife is the center of your life. And I’m sorry if I can’t get over myself sometimes.

Jeremy Ray, you were the best thing that ever happened to me when I was a kid. I’m so thankful you were born. I’d do it all over again even knowing full well the pain that comes along with being a mom.

You are a good man and I’m proud of this person you’ve become. Any woman would be blessed to be able to call you her son— but lucky for me I was pretty much hand picked to be your momma.

I love you up to the moon.

Sometimes I just don’t wanna blog

2010 January 23

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by 3paj8

right

now.

-because I’m busy painting and stuff.

So…who wants to guest blog for me ?

You can write about anything and everything.

If you love me then you will say yes. Come on someone!!!

Sugarbear and Sophia

2010 January 20

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by 3paj8

sugie in the snow

Sugarbear ate my stairs. If you don’t have Facebook this is new news. I’ve been in Connecticut and Sophia was house/dog sitting. I forgot she was hooked on TV, getting tattoos, and the internet while she’s been on break.

My bad.

Poor Sugie did not have anything to keep him preoccupied so he decided eating the wood floors might be fun. I can’t really blame him. Bird is usually on top of things with her animals, but she was with me. He also ripped out the entire sprinkler system to my garden area and ate my throw rug. I’m not mad about it, I’m simply losing my mind.

Sugie seemed really angry— which is funny because Bird is always telling me, “Sugie thinks this…Sugie feels that…” I always say, “Sugie can’t think like that, he’s a dog. And dogs only feel pain and hunger”-

Now I’m wondering if he was mad because we left him, like Bird said. Because he made a mess. And, he hasn’t done anything bad since the last time we went out of town. Come to think of it, Bernice is never ever destructive either, but in the past 4 years she’s always destroyed one or two things when we were out of town. There may be something to Bird’s theory. Hmmmm.

life in the good old days...dec 09

In other news Sophie moved out. This is sad. Very sad. She and Alexandria were going to move over to Kelly’s mom’s house because I was moving away. BUT…

Tiger decided to come with me to Connecticut. (yay) She could not stand all my whinning and complaining so she caved. Anyway, Sophie thought it would be a good idea to move over to Karen’s place before school started just so that her semester would not be disrupted .

We knew the plan.

All along.

But when we got home to an empty house it was sad.

She is one of us now and it’s not the same.

I want her back.
Tiger wants her back.
EVEN Bird wants her back.

So, she came back after class. She made my dishes dirty as usual. Did not clean up the mess she made, as usual. The girls laughed and hung out, like normal. And I gave her a million hugs like usual but then it got late and she left again.

It was sad again. She’s one of us now. Even she did not want to leave.

She’s like, “I’ll be back tomorrow, and the next day…and the next…and the one after that…”

I was like, “ummm, just bring your clothes and spend the night every night till we move.”

I’m pretty sure we’re going to find a way to steal her and bring her to Ct. with us.

I’ll let you know.

Connecticut and spooky old houses

2010 January 18

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by 3paj8

The girls and I want to buy a giant spooky Victorian Mansion. It was only 200k. Alex would not go for our idea. He’s such a stick in the mud. Something about the 500K+ of repairs and updating. And there’s always the ghosts and stuff.

It was fun running around a big old mansion though. It had 13 bedrooms, a GIANT foyer, Living, and dining room. Oh, the kitchen was about 20×20. No kidding.

It was so So SO cool.

It had 2 sets of stairs. One for the maids and one for regular people.
I could actually get a maid because I’d need one.

repairing an old Victorian = pipe dreams unless someone takes Alex out and I get his insurance.

I miss Jeremy

2010 January 13

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by 3paj8

Wahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

That’s it.

wait.

wahhhhhhhhhhhhhh

wahhhhhhhhhhhhh

I need a wambulance.

Wahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

:’ -(

you fancy me mad? well, I am…

still busy

I’ve been a little busy

that’s how they roll

My Matrixy friend !!!

See you there!!!

while my husband was away & family ties

I love when people say

Sometimes I just don’t wanna blog

Sugarbear and Sophia

Connecticut and spooky old houses

I miss Jeremy

delightful photos

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