Decisions

I've not been blogging much lately.  There are several reasons, one of which is a growing concern for the safety of The Natives.

I have loved the friendships I have been blessed with because of my blog and meeting you wonderful friends.  

With the growing evils in the world of the Internet and exploiting children I am worried about the photos that I have posted of my children and how they are being used/abused by others.

I don't know if I go private if it will matter as the photos are still 'out there'.  I've thought of maybe taking photos where their faces are blurred or not showing their heads at all...........  

Why does there have to be such evil in the world today??  Deciding.................

Story Time

Twas the night before Christmas........ when the mum told The Natives to get into their jammies....... and she'd read them a story before bed.........  they came scrambling down the stairs........ and.......... sat quietly waiting for their mother to begin.............  showing not a sign of the hyperactivity that they felt inside as the anticipation of Christmas danced in their heads.............. 

The End!

Santa???

I can't decide whether to be pleased that my son and his friend dressed up and went to a daycare as Santa and his elf or............

or terrified.....................   I'm having a hard time taking my son seriously while he is wearing gold colored tights that are way too small so the crotch sits at about his knees...................

I'm afraid this trio gave the daycare children nightmares instead of children all nestled all snug in their beds....... while visions of sugar plums danced in their heads...........

Cold Sore Update. Cuz You Know You Can't Drive By Without Looking At The Train Wreck On My Face

I know you are all dying to know how my train wreck of a face is doing.  It's been first and foremost on your minds.........  

Cold sores.  They are a nightmare.  Your lip not only hurts like someone threw a snowball at you and it was full of shards of glass, add insult to injury, it's ugly, unsightly, and your lip has blown up so big it walks in the room five minutes before the rest of your face!

Those who suffer from cold sores across the world, we are desperate for relief from the dreaded NOOOOOO when you first feel the tingling on your lip.  We scour pharmacy department shelves for any product that hints or suggests it might help with a cold sore.  We pay out the nose for products because we are desperate!

Guess what?  I've found something.  Those of you that know me tease me about my essential oils.  Yup.  I found some that help.   Just putting it out there to all of the other desperate, "Please don't let this be the day I wake up with a Godzilla lip" peoples out there.

1 drop Melissa
1 drop Malaleuca
1 drop DigestZen

Apply every hour for the first day.

Why?  Because my lip looks and feels normal after one day of this treatment.

The End.

I'm Doomed!

I don't even ask a whiney why anymore.  Feel sorry for myself, yes.  I woke up with a cold sore on my lip.  Those who suffer from cold sores know the indignity of the darn things.  I suppose if it were only the cold sore alone..... I might muster up the courage to laugh at the train wreck on my face but, remember this post?

The one titled, 'Frankenstein........Your Bride Is Looking For You'.    Yeah.  It's back.  I'm covered.  Have been for about a month now trying everything and anything to get rid of it again.......  fungus!

So, instead of sitting here in a puddle of tears which I feel like doing, I am going to tell you why The SM is so amazing.

As you can see, it requires three ladders just to decorate the dumb thing.  Two nights ago I had Mr. B help me start to string the lights on the tree.  Six strands......  twernt near enough.  We got maybe half way down and that was only because we did a zig zag effect not bothering to put lights on the back of the tree.  More lights!  We needed more lights!  The SM got in his car and went from store to store to store.  No more lights left.  WHAT???  Since when are people on the ball and buying out all of the lights this early?

Yesterday I talked Kristen into coming with me on an adventure to find some lights and other Christmasy stuffs.  We drove to stores about 40 minutes from our home.  Bingo!  We found lights.  Lots of them.  I bought two big reels of lights.  We noticed that you could buy lights that were a soft yellow white light or a bright white light.  Oh!  The bright white light.  I'm sure that is what is on the top half of my tree.

I string the new set of lights on the bottom half of our tree, plug them in and........... the top half is soft yellow white lights.......... the bottom half is a glaring white light that is NOT pleasant to the eye.  The soft yellow white light looks more like candle light........  Fine!  I'm stubborn.  I am NOT going out to get more lights.  I take the other big strand of lights I'd bought and decide I am just going to cover up the yellow lights up top.  I'm not taking them off, I'm just going to string on more and hopefully no one will notice the horrendous light job......  I get Mr. B to help me again and we string the other huge strand of lights on the top of the tree.

Job done I stand back and look at the mess we've created.  I hate it.  The whole tree, you can't look at it.  The white lights are so bright.  I'm stubborn.  I insist that it looks fine.  I am NOT redoing the tree.  The SM tells me it won't do.  The lights are too bright.  NO THEY ARE NOT!  I insist they are fine.  They are perfect.  They are lovely.  They brighten up the whole house.  Isn't that wonderful?  (I hate them........)

I finally admit to The SM that they are awful but I'm not going to redo the lights yet again!  It's too much of a pain.  The SM climbs the ladders and pulls off all of the lights, goes and returns the lights and buys another big set of lights on  a huge reel.  Comes home and proceeds to put the lights on the lower half of  the tree since they now match the upper half of the tree with the yellow white lights.  Plug in the lights!!!

Half of the lights are dead......................  He takes the lights off the tree AGAIN, goes BACK to the store........ buys some more lights............. comes home................ restrings those lights onto the tree..........

My tree now looks perfect and beautiful.  All of the lights match.  They are a soft candly glow.

You can't see the glow of the lights on the tree though because the glow in my heart for The SM outshines the glow of the tree lights.......  Any man who is willing to go through all that hassle for me, so our tree looks perfect, AND love me even when I am covered in fungus and a train wreck on my face.........  The man should be exalted at this point.

Projects

It's that time of year when I am frantically trying to do all of the homemade gift ideas I'd had all year and put off until the last minute.  Thank heavens for hot cocoa with a little bit of peppermint.

Busy

Busy celebrating this Natives 14th birthday........

Busy making triple berry pies.........

Busy celebrating bounty and things we are thankful for...........

Busy hiking up into the mountains looking for the perfect tree............

Busy laughing at a tree with eight legs.............

Busy having melty mom moments when I look back and see Mr. M holding a stick in front of his little brother so his brother has an easier time making it down the steep mountain...........

And later as little brother continues to hold onto the stick older brother uses to help him.

 Busy watching The SM and several Natives try to get the tree on the truck............

Busy running outside to take a moment to appreciate God's artistry when Mr. M asks me to join him....

Busy............... means I'm healthy and doing well.  I like busy..............