Okay, Lord....I don't need the 2 X 4!

Many of you know that I have been wanting to move from my present location (home) to a place next to my parents. That situation didn't pan out due to the fact that I had to sell my house first. At one time I had someone interested, but she didn't qualify. After discovering what she did qualify for, she decided not to rent, but to begin the search for a house in that price range. I had to say no to the house I was interested in because..........$2,400.00 a month until my house sells was steep for me, the counselor..mom...pig farmer. Although by looking at my body, you would think that bread and water WOULD be good diet for me, if I did dish out that money, I hate to tell you that my son would get tired of popcorn, and my daughter tired of lettuce.
So. Door number one closes.
In the last 4 days, door number two opens. A friend's son and his wife are moving here, and would like to rent now then possibly buy. My house is the perfect house for a young couple. It is just the right size, big back yard, right payments, and has been redecorated in the last 3 years. We all agree that when the "kids" got to town this weekend they would come to see the house and make a decision. At this point, I get the house plans out of the vault and just prepare to build. Line up the plumbers, heating/air, brickers( which is not a word in the spellcheck)and the builder. I have the land so let's see what happens. When I had not heard from my friends by 6PM, I decide they are not coming in tonight and I just went with the flow. Tony goes to get peppers and chicken so we could grill out. I go out to the "suburbs" to get my son, and visit with his friend's parents. I leave my cell phone in the car because I am not joined at the ear to it. But, Little did I know that while I was there, the "kids" had arrived, Tony was cooking at the house; my neighbor was in there to eat with us, and although I had cleaned, there were a few things not finished that.....well, would not be finished because they are standing in my house taking a tour. Tony was doing his best to show off the house when suddenly the sounds of sirens filled the living room. After checking the porch for fire from the grill, they step out to see 5 police cars, a fire truck and an ambulance pull up next to my fence. They(officials) rush to the apartment complex, and soon 3 are taken out in cuffs. This precious, well-protected, from a well-to-do family had a major shell-shock moment and soooo.....door number 2 closed before the first police car drove off.
At this point I feel like I must tell the Lord that I get it! I don't need him to take out a 2 X 4 and hit me in the head for a third time. I will sit and wait upon Him and his time. I have a roof over my head, food on the table, two wonderful kids (one of whom lost her glasses and is getting braces), a good job, wonderful neighbors, a new puppy and 3 new pigs arriving on Monday evening. And....only 3 more days of school!

Where was my brain?

For the last year or MORE, my son has been "hounding" me for a puppy I have said NO, No way, Not today, The Budget doesn't allow it, you are not responsible enough, NO, Not this year, When you are ten, and when your room is clean. I thought I covered the bases. Obviously that doesn't stop the begging and tears so I found a sure fireproof way of making sure he didn't get a dog. I told him when he got $100.00 I would let him have a dog. Now, you must understand that my son does NOT save money! He is all about buying new "whatevers" of whatever is on his "collection" list. One month it is "trading cards"; the next month it is race cars (that would be this month's "blue light special).
Let me show you what you get when you have a clean room and $100.00 in your pocket.

Her name is Maggie. She is 11 weeks and a full -blood Miniature Australian Shepard

Where was my brain? They say she herds pigs! I think she herds families too. We seem to jump when she barks.

And today's question is...

One of my birthing experiences asked me last night when going to bed: "Mom, do you burn calories when you fart?"
My answer to that is, "If we did, you two would be nothing but a 'leaver'! " ( a leaver is the lines of steam coming from hot foods/drinks...because.......duh.....it is leaving!)
Nough said!

Not the cool "ride"

My friend Sarah wrote an article about the joys of school traffic. The where you can park, where you can't park and why it is dangerous to the health and social stamina of our children if we don't follow the school rules for "dropping off and picking up". I love that family. Sometimes I wonder if she is watching and writing about my family.
A few weeks ago (during TAKS testing of course), we were on one of our "up and running ahead of the clock" days. You know those....far and few in between, and mean the world to you when they happen! All bodies safely loaded in the car with our happy attitudes and smiles. we begin backing out. We live on a very busy corner during the "drop off" and "pick up" hours of school, and I was trying to back out of the driveway without saying things I would wash out mouths for. I am turning my head this way and that way when Kauy says...."Wow mom, did you see that motocycle. Some kid got a real cool ride to school!" It was soon followed by, "Man, did you see that eighteen wheeler go by? Wasn't that cool!" I agreed to all statements and finally found a moment to shoot out the driveway into the caravan. We turn the corner in time to see the student getting off the motorcycle, and the dad unloading his two children out of the 18-wheeler. After a few: Wow's and Oh's from my son, he sweetly says, "hey, mom, just pull way up to that other corner and let us out of the car!"
I am sure he was just trying to save me some time, but it made me laugh, and I SO wanted to tell him that if he thought those forms of school transportation were cool, I would be glad to hitch up the horse and wagon.

Mother's Day 2009

Can you believe it? I remembered my password to open up this sight so that I could once again in all my goofiness impart "life" to you. Not like you have "life" of your own to deal with. And if you don't have "life" to deal with then.....how in the heck are you reading this?
Before I really get into what I have had running through my brain, I do want to recognize a few people who were thought of on Mother's Day.

#1 Mother Ray....my little Great-Grandmother who was the Rock of the family. We all (the women of our family) have a little of her in us. My sis probably got the most of her!
#2 Mama Becky......If it weren't for her there would be no Suzie in my life. I sang/testified (don't tell the CofC brethren) with my friends at a gathering on Tuesday. There in my mind was Suzie cleaning out the fridge during my darkest moments. I so want my daughter to have a Suzie and Becky in her life, so please pray that she will find them.
#3 Kelly.......he made me a mommy! I may not be the best at the growing, but he was the best at the planting!!! Did I say that? And since he was not here, I went to his mom and told her thanks for making me a mom. Without her I would not have had him.

Speaking of the men in our lives (or not), that brings me to the "told you so" moment I was able to experience this weekend. You have been down the very road I am speaking of. The moment you purchase something and the man in your life says "What are you going to use that for?". Now, you have no clue when you will use it. Not sure you know what you will use it for, but you are certain beyond a doubt that it has your name on it and was yelling "pick me, Trina. Oh, pick me!!!" I recently (like January...recently...you know how time runs together when you are 50!)..any way I picked up this item because.....I might need it one day. It was on 1/2 off, and it matched my office and my house. Of course we have moved it in the garage several times because it had to sit in front of the electrical outlet.

Every time I moved it over, I groaned at the fact I could have purchased a 1/4 tank of gas to move me around with instead of moving this. BUT...Mother's Day proved that I made the correct purchase, and it is no longer begin moved around. It sits proudly in my office displaying my Mother's Day gift:
Told you I would use it.(please in your mind insert the smiley face with the tounge sticking out and "the look" in the eyes!) Isn't that a great picture? So that was the "errand"!!!! I was sooooo surprised when they gave it to me. Oh my..they kept a secret from me. It should probably scare me that they succeeded at the hush hush, and for an 8 yr. old who NEVER stops talking....that is a miracle. Kauy's "big" had my mom bring the kids to a park and she took several pictures. They didn't get dressed up. Kauy didn't even wash his face. The hair was like it is every afternoon. I love IT!!!! It is perfect!!! Thanks Ashley and Jordan! and MOM!
The roses in the vase are from my "adopted" daughter. Aren't they beautiful!!! She had them shipped by ProFlowers. Thanks Kayla!
The purple flower......well, Kauy made it. It is actually a pen and sits in a votive holder filled with black beans. He made me promise not to cook them because he knows I am all into black beans lately!
Yes, I had a great Mother's Day. It was time with family! It was great food! Beautiful weather! With my mom, my grandmother, my aunt, my cousins, my sister and it was "life". Our everyday, put your britches on and get going, everyday life. And I loved it.
Who wouldn't....God made it!

Oh...and my son told me he would dress nicely for Mother's Day...as long as he DIDN'T have to match. I think he was successful!

As soon as the photos arrive...I will show you Makaley's Gift. To other mothers! Stay tuned

Just tooling...

I could have said "just tooting" or just "trouping" along....any of those would have probably worked. BUT.......I am just tooling along. The kids are just tooling along. The family is just tooling along, and I love it that we are tooling along! If you think my posts are far and few between, check out my sister! Talk about slow...and she isn't 50 yet. Let me just tell you a few of the reasons that I am NOT up to writing some wonderfully, inspiring, thoughts for you lately.

#1. TAKS testing...

#2. TELPAS testing...

#3. LAT testing...

#4. GT testing....

#5. Retesting for those that didn't test well the first time.

#6. Testing my nerves and my ability to actually account for everything!!! I took this job and thought the first week was difficult. Hello, they warned me to enjoy it! They(the ever present third group) told me that even when it was slow and I thought I might have a spare moment, that I should inhale the fresh air, enjoy the moments of "thoughtlessness" and smile. Now I am smiling because I am squeezing my rear-end so tightly that the little creases in my mouth make me look like I wear a smile! And so, the picture above is me....waiting for the testing truck to run on over me!

Have a great weekend....And Suzie...I think you have 19 weeks left.

I have arrived !!

Okay, I am there.............I hit the big 5-0 and nothing grand happened. I must say that turning 30 was wonderful, turning 40 was just as fun, so.........I am sure that the 50's will be just as exciting. You are only as old as you want to be, and by the age of my children, I will be at least 40 for a while. I do have pictures that I will someday add to this spot so you can see where I spent my 50th.