Wednesday, February 9, 2011

Two Hour Delay...

The phone just rang.
Two hour delay tomorrow for the kids.
You see it is silly cold here.
So my little ones get to sleep in.

Two hour delays are like presents.
To my kids anyway.
The school day doesn't have to be made up.
They get to see their friends.
And they get to sleep in.

I wish work had a two-hour delay.
I wish that was a benefit just like a vacation day.
15 vacation days.
3 sick days.
and 3 two-hour delays.  Use as needed.
Because then I would get to sleep in.

But unless I could get a Mom two-hour delay.
A work two-hour delay won't work.
Especially if my kids have one on the same day.
Because when my babies know they can sleep in.
They never do.
And neither do I.

Monday, January 31, 2011

Being Sick - The List...

1.  I hate to be sick.
2.  I believe that all sicknesses can be cured with Advil and Gatoraide.
3.  Unlike most people, I don't want my Mom when I am sick.  She is a horse.  She would tell me to do my hair, put on make up, and suck it up. 
4.  I don't want my hubby either.  He is a nurse.  You would think I would want him.  But his compassion for his patients doesn't necessarily extend to the wife.
5.  Children should not be allowed to be sick at the same time their parents are. Especially not two of them.
6.  I want my bed.  I want my pillow.  I want a book.  I want a Do Not Disturb Sign.
7.  Self-employed people don't get sick days.
8.  My hair is done and make up is on.
9.  I have Advil and Gatoraide.
10.  I still feel sick.

Monday, January 24, 2011

5 Things...

When I was in college my Mom and I - and sometimes my sister...  would email each other lists of 5 things.  They would have no text around, no how are you doing...  just 5 simple things that we were thankful for on that particular day.   I loved when we did that.   It was reflective and made me smile.  So here goes...  my list for today with photos to boot!

1.  My children when they all are on at the same time for a picture.

 

2.  Organized shelves.


















3.  Paperwhites in bloom in my living room.
 












4.  Clean sheets. 

5.  A teacher who cares enough about my Hannah to write a note home saying - I'm proud of Hannah.  (Hannah was so touched she taped it above her bed.)