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Where the heck does the day go? I’m here at work, which for me is often the more convenient time to update my blog. My boss was out of town today, so while the cat’s away, the mouse can play. I had planned to do some serious updating, even brought my picture cd’s.

Turns out the boss had quite a list of things to keep me busy her today. Tried my darndest to finish up at least by 4:30pm so I could play around. But here it is 5pm quitin time and I have no time left ‘cept to post this boring update.

Not much going on for the weekend. It’s definitely fall here (TJ)… gonna barely get above 50 degrees tomorrow.  Husband is off this weekend… under normal circumstances that’d be pretty cool, but why is it that I’d much rather he be at work, something amiss there?? He want’s to clean the basement.. eww. Doing projects like that I’d much rather attempt on my own. He and I both try and take charge and it just doesn’t work.

Well.. have a great weekend, I’ll try and post over the weekend between the basement dust and 2 year old tantrums (from both my son and husband.. LOL)

Yeah.. I know the feeling about waiting eagerly for strangers to comment on what can basically be catagorized as your life.  It was kind of a shock to see that my blog was specifically pointed out as one that’s.. well… lacking in updates.  Maybe it’s writers block, maybe it’s just that I don’t think that my life is all that exciting to write about. I enjoy reading all kinds of blogs and find myself comparing their life to mine.  I can’t seem to find reason why anyone would want to check in on MY life, ya know?

I’ve had a 4 day weekend the past couple weeks, this weekend included. I normally have Mondays and Thursdays off, but needed to switch my Fridays the past couple weeks for childcare reasons.  It’s late Friday night/early Saturday morning and I’m still in my pajamas from last night. I don’t even think Shea has gotten this bad during her little "mini vacation".  I’ve watched Toy Story and Monsters Inc probably 100 times the last couple weeks, so in search for some adult conversation, I called my girlfriends earlier hoping to catch some time out.. but it seems they had other things to do.  I’ve been missing my friends lately, missing those good ole days. I seem to get all nostalgic now and then and spending most of my waking hours with a 2 year old will probaby do that.

I apologize TJ and anyone else who visits. I’m a bad blogger, I know. I’ll try to do better.

Took Gavin shopping for his halloween costume.. read about it here.

Went shopping for Gavin’s Halloween costume this past weekend. I originally was going to somehow create a "Motorcycle Guy" costume for him considering how much he LOVES motorcycles.  He’s seem to take a liking as well to PowerRangers. So while at the store we saw this costume. It’s Mike Wazowski from Monster’s Inc. which is one of his favorite movies right now.  He has watched it over and over.  At first he puts the hat on. "Gavin wear it?" he asks.  He’s walking around Halloween USA store with this hat on.  After seeing how excited he was, I had decided we found his costume.  Well, I had to try the rest on him to make sure it fit.  He would not take it off.  he wore it in every store afterward, catching a glimpse of himself in a mirror whenever he could.  He was just so darned cute.  I’ll be sure and post pictures of him in the costume as soon as I get them up on my computer.  Halloween’s going to be fun this year.

Found out yesterday that my 17 year old son, Ray (who lives with his dad) is no longer a virgin. Suppose I knew this day would come and frankly I’m not all that surprised, he’s at that age.  Shoot, most of the guys I’ve known all lost it a lot sooner.  He’s had the same girlfriend for over a year now. She’s a sweet gal, still I worry. She’s a year younger on top of it.

Turns out my ex found a condom wrapper; haven’t gotten the whole story yet.  My ex tells me he needs to have a few words with him.  Inside my head, I’m thinking… weren’t you ‘porking’ me when I was a mere pup at the less than ripe age of 17? Shit, I was pregnant with our son just 8 months after high school.  I’m just glad he’s using protection.  Turns out his dad gave him the condoms.  He’s going to be 18 in January for pete’s sake.  But he does need to respect his girlfriends mother.  I have no idea how much of all this she’s aware of.  I’ve been informed that my ex and Ray’s girlfriend’s mother don’t get along.

It’s hard for me to think of my son being sexually active. When I look at him, I see this little child still.  I see him with cookie all over his shirt and a kool-aid stain mustache.  They grow up so fast.  It forces me to treasure every moment I have with my 2 and a half year old.  I want him to be this little guy forever, who will always need his mommy.  Wow.

It’s just another day. You know the kind I mean. You move as if on automatic pilot: responding to urgencies, one after the next, driven to react, and react, and react, to whatever, or whoever, is yelling for attention. After a while, one day pretty much looks like the last ten, and life moves on through its petty pace from day to day.

After a year or two of urgency, you find yourself burnt out, stressed, getting sick, or simply losing interest and motivation.

Gavin’s terrible twos stage was really rearing it’s ugly head the other day.  It was one thing after another.  I actually laughed at it all really.  This particular display had me almost in tears.  He was being so serious, acting as if he did nothing wrong, unaware of the mess he had created.  He proceeded to simply play in the aftermath.  We were getting ready to go see my mother.  All I had left to do was get his shirt and shoes on.  I went into the bathroom to wash my hands after changing his messy diaper and afterward as I stepped out of the bathroom, a strong scent of baby powder filled the air.  As I approached the living room, I saw a big puff of white powder surrounding Gavin.  I had mistakenly left the powder open and in his reach… he was having a good ol’ time.  I couldn’t help but laugh.  I grabbed my camera and reminded myself… these are the moments to remember.  He won’t be this little for very long.

Will there ever be any relief? Relief from these rediculously high gas prices. We originally had plans to meet my sister and her family half way for a visit and something fun to do. We were going to stay in the Battle Creek area on the westside of the state.  Since they live in Chicago, west Michigan would be the perfect area to meet up for a fun weekend.  We had plans to go to Full Blast Adventure Park and enjoy their indoor waterpark, and maybe another day visit the Binder Park Zoo and feed the giraffes.

BUT NOOOOOoooo.. these gas prices have put a damper on all our plans cause it would cost more in gas than it would for our hotel stay. What a bummer. At least Gavin, being only 2 years old, doesn’t understand what’s going on, he really had no idea what we were going to do, so there’s no disappointment on his end.. shoot, he’s happy to just go to the local Greek diner to see the "Opa man" as he calls him, and the flaming cheese… LOL

So hubby says that this means that we’ll have more funds to do something fun for our anniversary coming up on September 27th.

Have a save and fun Labor Day weekend!!

In my doubt and worry lately with weighing the pros and cons of taking on a new challenge at work or continuing to work part-time so that I’m home for Gavin I turned to my mother for some input and advice. She of course will support me in whatever I do. She understood and tried comforting me regarding this battle going on in my head about what I’m suppose to do with my life now… meaning now that I’m a wife and new mother all over again. Yes again, as I also have a son from a previous relationship that’s about to turn 18 who lives with his father. So in my self-doubt and self-pity, my mother sends me this card. Why is it that moms always know just what to say, just what to do to put a whole new perspective on things… Thanks Mom!!! I love you!  Below is the card she sent.

Continue On

A woman once fretted over the usefulness of ther life.
She feared she was wasting her potential
being a devoted wife and mother. She wondered if
the time and energy she invested in her
husband and children would make a difference.

At times she got discouraged because so much
of what she did seemed to go unnoticed and unappreciated.
"Is it worth it?" she often wondered. "Is there
something better that I could be doing with my time?"

It was during these moments of questioning that she heard
the still, small voice of her heavenly Father speak to her heart:
"You are a wife and mother because that is what I have
called you to be. Much of what you do is hidden from the
public eye. But I notice. Most of what you give is done
without remuneration. But I am your reward. Your husband
cannot be the man I have called him to be without your support.
Your influence upon him is greater than you think and more
powerful than you will ever know. I bless him through your
service and honor him through your love. Your children
are precious to Me, even more precious than they are
to you. I have entrusted them to your care to raise for Me.
What you invest in them is an offering to Me.

"You may never be in the public spotlight.
But your obedience shines a bright light before Me.

Continue On.

Remember, you are My servant, Do all to please Me."