Tuesday, October 16, 2007


I have a question. At what point does a good example turn bad? I've been thinking about my choice to go to church Sunday although I was really not feeling well. Actually, now that I (finally) feel better- I have a much clearer idea of how sick I was. Anyway, I choose to go to church. A good choice, right? A good example for the family. Hmmm- but I wasn't taking care of myself as I should have. Bad Example? As women we already run ourselves ragged taking care of everyone else. Is this the example I really want to portray to my children? More importantly, where do we draw the line?
Oh-on a happier note, we (Sam, Madeline, Katy and I) were in Madeline's room tonight. Sam started rolling around on her floor saying, "Boy-boy-boy-boy........" over and over. She didn't appreciate his 'boy germs' being spread on her floor. It was pretty funny.

Sunday, October 14, 2007

I couldn't find the vegetable peeler......

I couldn't find the vegi peeler and I woke up with a headache at 5:30---oh, and the sisters sang like angels during our closing song today. That should be my title.
I went to bed late on Sat. waiting for Bari to come home, then I was flipping between Saturday Night Live and the Indians game. Even then I was feeling a little headache coming on. At 5:30am I woke up and took 2 Excedrin Migraine and went back to bed (yes, all that caffeine and I don't have any trouble sleeping). I slept in until 10 am.-TEN!!!! But my headache was still there. Bari wanted me to stay home, but I thought I knew better. Then I did something that made everything worse-I read the letter that was sent from the school about an assessment done on Sam. His ADD and immaturity are big issues at school. I knew about all the challenges he has been facing, but to see it in black and white was too much for me this morning I guess.
When I get these headaches I get even more emotional than normal. Anyway, I got home and my pot roast wasn't done (I'm still not used to Bari's Crock Pot), I ate 2 peanut butter cookies and went to bed. I got up this evening at about 8:30-8:45 and put the kids to bed, ate some dinner and took 2 more pills. Besides learning that the Bengals lost again, I'm starting to feel better. I told Patty today that I think the Lord gives me these headaches to make me feel fragile. I certainly feel a loss of control over my emotions and my physical capabilities concerning my family and all I do for them.
Anyway, I wanted you-all to know that I appreciate your love and concern. Your kind words mean more to me than you will ever know.