The contents of my purse (with explanations, of course)
3 check books - (the 3 different color elastic bands around the checkbooks help me identify the different "baskets" of money which are used for different purposes)
2 change purses - 1 practical containing coins, tokens and buttons, 1 was my mom's I remember her using when I was little and is empty because the clasp is worn)
1 small zipper bag containing lip gloss, a little cash; a driver's licence and credit card to "grab and go" when I don't want to schlep an entire purse
1 striped canvas zip bag with misc. store credit cards, gift cards, and gift certificates
CD on 50 states geared to elementary school aged kids
New large tube of Colgate toothpaste still in box (no idea why this is in my bag except kids helped me unpack groceries)
Photo of one of our recent foster babies. He was such a sweet little baby..*sigh*
Notes from phone conversations with social workers for a placement we declined
Eyeglass case (empty)
Eyeglass wipes
Has anyone seen my eyeglasses???????????
Sunglasses
A spare Tracfone with 1,074 minutes(My regular phone has 26 minutes left!!!!)
Business card from Magnolia Bakery in NYC (my new favorite bookmark)
A recipe I tore from a magazine at the psychiatrist's office (I bring in my stack of cooking and other magazines each month for the waiting room - so I have fresh material there...so I don't feel bad about tearing an article out of my magazine)
A postcard invite to a quilt show featuring the quilts of our adoption social worker, "The Stork"
A receipt for the new living room carpet
A Bic lighter I confiscated from one of my kids
Assorted pens, sharpies, markers
Blistex Silk and Shine lip gloss
Avon Color Slicks lip gloss in wine (yeah, I'm one of THOSE lesbians...)
Small spiral note pad
Portable pocket tape recorder (from my oldest son's college classes) so I know what size replacement tapes to buy
Zip drive in hot pink neoprene case with carabiner (no clue what is on it)
Hairbrush
Broken braclet in zip lock baggie destined for the jeweler's
Amazing African Coffee Beans from Corey that scent my purse and remind me that the world is filled with kind and loving people
A monogramed handkerchief
A beach parking sticker application from last spring I never finished filling out
Sanitary pad, tampon (just in case)
State park campsite map (highlighted with preferred sites)
Red Rose Tea ceramic Wade figurine "snowman" still in plastic bag
Isotoner gloves (cuz even in August in New England - it is sometimes cold enough in the morning to wear gloves!!!!)
That's all.
Tuesday, September 28, 2010
Monday, September 27, 2010
Day 27-Your worst habit
Day 27-My worst habit. That's really hard...hmmmm. Another toss up. It is either not being able to say "NO" to DFS foster care placement calls or always saying "YES" when they call to place kids with us.....
Yeah. It has been a WEEK like that here. Truly, the Littles are challenging our very best parenting skills. When I called today to get the Older Little a psychiatrist appointment, the receptionist said the end of November is the earliest appointment and only after completing several visits with one of their therapists. I explained the Little arrived in foster care taking twice an adult dosage and more than four times a child's dosage of a pretty serious med and that our very well respected family physician is NOT comfortable renewing and directed us to bring the Little to a psychiatrist. Our family physician was surprised (as were we) that the Little did NOT have an on-going psychiatrist in his hometown far-away and that the meds were prescribed by a pediatrician.
The receptionist must have correctly interpreted my "Are.you.kidding.me? The end of November??!!?", not as rudeness, but as the desperate sound of an feral foster momma trying unsuccessfully to advocate for her foster child.
She called back in less than an hour with an appointment for the first week of November and said she'd put me on a cancellation list.
Thank you sweet baby Jesus. Thank you Jenna the amazing receptionist!
Yeah. It has been a WEEK like that here. Truly, the Littles are challenging our very best parenting skills. When I called today to get the Older Little a psychiatrist appointment, the receptionist said the end of November is the earliest appointment and only after completing several visits with one of their therapists. I explained the Little arrived in foster care taking twice an adult dosage and more than four times a child's dosage of a pretty serious med and that our very well respected family physician is NOT comfortable renewing and directed us to bring the Little to a psychiatrist. Our family physician was surprised (as were we) that the Little did NOT have an on-going psychiatrist in his hometown far-away and that the meds were prescribed by a pediatrician.
The receptionist must have correctly interpreted my "Are.you.kidding.me? The end of November??!!?", not as rudeness, but as the desperate sound of an feral foster momma trying unsuccessfully to advocate for her foster child.
She called back in less than an hour with an appointment for the first week of November and said she'd put me on a cancellation list.
Thank you sweet baby Jesus. Thank you Jenna the amazing receptionist!
Sunday, September 26, 2010
30 Day Blog Challenge: Day 26 - Your Week In Detail
My week in detail??? They are kidding? Right?? I can write it or I can live it - but I really can't find time to do both! Basically: Add 3 Football practices, 2 Football games, 2 soccer practices, 1 soccer game, 1 psychiatrist, 1 therapist, two supervised visits, 1 social worker visit and a whole bunch of madness and mayhem and you have my basic week.
Saturday, September 25, 2010
30 Day Challenge: Day 25-Your day in great detail
Day 25-Your day in great detail.
6:15 Mumble Goodbye to Other Mother as she leaves for her once a month, very long drive to Lay Ministry Class in another New England State.
6:20 Roll over and mumble across hall to Middle Little to use the bathroom and put wet pull up in trash
6:25 use bathroom, put out clothes for Middle Little, go back to bed for 10 more minutes..
6:35 downstairs is alive with sound from the older kids - good sign since Coach is picking up James for far away football game at 7 am
6:36 put toothpaste on Middle Little's toothbrush and get him brushing
6:40 help Middle Little make bed
6:45 make my own bed so I don't crawl back in it
6:48 pick up toys with Middle Little, prompt him to get dressed
6:49 head downstairs
6:49:30 Grunt "good morning" to Bobby watching Toy Story 2 in living room.
6:50 Remind Oldest Little to play quietly for a few more minutes in his room
6:51 Put the dogs outside and ask James if he is ready for his coach to pick him up for far away football at 7am. Notice he is still in his pajamas, flip a nutty. Use the Lord God's name in vain - twice...ask him what he has been doing since 6 am and try not to burst a blood vessel when he says he had breakfast and put in a movie and was writing a rap.
6:51:30 Call the Other MOther on the road. Tell her my tale of woe..."Are.You.Kidding.Me?"
6:52 Sip and stare at the colorful fall leaves on hill in back yard Look for zen or sign from God. Notice my head is dull throbbing my stomach is queasy and my vision is quavery. Ughhhh - impending migraine signs.
6:53 bring the dogs in
6:54 Feed the dogs
6:58 Put the dogs out
6:59 Shreik at James who is still not dressed and does not have water in his water bottle. Grab all his stuff, throw it in a duffle bag, hand him his water bottle and tell him to go down the driveway and wait for coach and finish getting dressed there or in the truck since he has an hour ride...but get out of here and don't forget to tell coach how you used your time this morning.
7:00 Bring the dogs in
7:07 Call Other Mother while Bobby and one of the Littles eats breakfast.
7:09 Bring the dogs in
- Typing the time is wayyy too challenging -
Get Other Little for breakfast - NEVER a good idea to have them both in the same room before noon unless you enjoy disregulated rages....
Go to use guest bathroom
Notice pee on toilet seat and shudder
Clean pee off floor seat
Even though guest bathroom was bleached last nite it is still gross.
Reminder to self to check bathroom after every kid uses it
Wash hands in kitchen AFTER washing hands in bathroom.
Wonder if this is how compulsions and phobias begin....
Get each of the three remaining kids to either play or watch a movie
Unload the dishwasher
Load the dishwasher
Think about dinner tonite
Head down to basement freezer to get something to defrost for dinner
Find cat barf in basement next to freezer
Remeber that James told me about the barf last night and I conveniently "forgot" about it because I.could.not.take.one.more.thing.last night. Really. (involved kid peeing on floor/walls and trying to get matches and lighter from fireplace mantle...)
Clean up cat barf
Look into freezer for dinner ideas while holding bag of cat barf
Wonder if it is sanitary to look in freezer while holding cat barf. Think about washing my hands in the bathroom that the boys pee all over. Decide Cat barf is more sanitary than washing hands in my bathroom if I hold it in my left hand and use my right hand for freezer activity.
Think about my bathroom the boys pee all over. Wonder again if this is how complusions and phobias begin.
Lose appetite
Bring up a bunch of frozen stuff anyhow.
Throw away cat barf. Wash hands in guest bathroom.
So grossed out by guest bathroom, I wash hands again in kitchen
Kid uses guest bathroom.
I check the bathroom after kid uses it.
Wash hands in kitchen. Twice.
Take 3 Ibuprophen and I Tylenol for impending migraine. Drink water. Pray.
Rewind Disney movie for kids
Press play
Think about a cup of tea.
Realize I am out of milk
Decide nothing is worth taking these kids into a grocery store...nothing.
Send 3 kids to pee before getting in car
load kids to go to soccer Drive 5 miles with anxious irritable children
Get to soccer
Unpack chairs, beach mats and toys. While I am doing this Middle Little blindside tackles Older Little who goes to the ground in a shreiking screaming mess. Middle Little sent to sit on mat for "time out"
Middle Little throws a book at me, spits and shreiks. Sits on beach mat and punches water bottle, kicks feet, gets dirt on water bottle then spits, and makes angry noises for the entire soccer game.
I take photo of Middle Little spitting as the new wallpaper on my phone
Older Middle stares vacantly into space and leans against me because his meds have finally kicked in.
Leaning on me, he sighs. I do, too. Love this kid - even with all the crazies and peeing and such.
After what seems like forever, the soccer game ends and we drive home
Talk to Other Mother on her lunchbreak from class until we lose our signal
Get mail at bottom of driveway
home at last!
Put dogs out
James home from football - showers
bring dogs in
Send kids out to play so I can make lunch
listen to kids scream that they hate playing and don't want to play that playing it stupid and they don't think it is fair they have to play
Open the door call kids inside since they don't want to play
Listen to kids shreik and scream that it isn't fair they NEVER get to play
Take more Ibuprophen
Burn grilled cheese sandwiches. Start again.
Feed kids lunch
Listen to Middle Little cry when he realizes grilled cheese is NOT chicken nuggets.
Load dishwasher
Send Middle Little upstairs for rest time. Remind him that I will come get him in two hours. He can wait for me and have regular bedtime or each time he asks a silly questin or comes to the stairs yelling :"Is it time?" "I'm ready to come down" "I done wiff my rest" I will then take 10 minutes off bedtime. For a little kid who can't tell time - he can sure get this concept and I haven't heard a peep from him (which is why I am able to sit now and blog!!!!)
Load dishwasher
Wipe down table
Paint plastic model dinosaurs and scrap wood pieces for a scuplture with Older Little
Go over homework and school memos with James at the kitchen table in between helping Older Little paint his wooden pieces for his sculpture.
traffic control kids playing in and out and watching "Air Bud" Movie while I finish today's blog post
Theoretically - this is how the rest of my evening will go:
start dinner
Talk to Other Mother on phone as she begins her long drive home after class.
at dinner
Clear dinner
Load dishwasher
start tubbies/showers
Other Mother will probably be home from her class by now
Monitor baths and pajamas
snack time
give kids evening meds
Put dogs out
Bring dogs in
brush teeth with kids
read kids stories
Tuck kids in
Check in with Other Mother about our days
Have tea
computer time for Mama
TV time for Other Mother
reheat tea
put dogs out
bring dogs in
give dogs cookies
head up stairs to bed
shower
reheat tea (I have amicrowave in the bedroom for just such an occaision!)
read my latest book or a magazine
Other Mother comes up to bed
Talk about the day again
Kiss her goodnite
reheat tea
read until midnight -
lights out
Sleep
LATHER RINSE REPEAT
6:15 Mumble Goodbye to Other Mother as she leaves for her once a month, very long drive to Lay Ministry Class in another New England State.
6:20 Roll over and mumble across hall to Middle Little to use the bathroom and put wet pull up in trash
6:25 use bathroom, put out clothes for Middle Little, go back to bed for 10 more minutes..
6:35 downstairs is alive with sound from the older kids - good sign since Coach is picking up James for far away football game at 7 am
6:36 put toothpaste on Middle Little's toothbrush and get him brushing
6:40 help Middle Little make bed
6:45 make my own bed so I don't crawl back in it
6:48 pick up toys with Middle Little, prompt him to get dressed
6:49 head downstairs
6:49:30 Grunt "good morning" to Bobby watching Toy Story 2 in living room.
6:50 Remind Oldest Little to play quietly for a few more minutes in his room
6:51 Put the dogs outside and ask James if he is ready for his coach to pick him up for far away football at 7am. Notice he is still in his pajamas, flip a nutty. Use the Lord God's name in vain - twice...ask him what he has been doing since 6 am and try not to burst a blood vessel when he says he had breakfast and put in a movie and was writing a rap.
6:51:30 Call the Other MOther on the road. Tell her my tale of woe..."Are.You.Kidding.Me?"
6:52 Sip and stare at the colorful fall leaves on hill in back yard Look for zen or sign from God. Notice my head is dull throbbing my stomach is queasy and my vision is quavery. Ughhhh - impending migraine signs.
6:53 bring the dogs in
6:54 Feed the dogs
6:58 Put the dogs out
6:59 Shreik at James who is still not dressed and does not have water in his water bottle. Grab all his stuff, throw it in a duffle bag, hand him his water bottle and tell him to go down the driveway and wait for coach and finish getting dressed there or in the truck since he has an hour ride...but get out of here and don't forget to tell coach how you used your time this morning.
7:00 Bring the dogs in
7:07 Call Other Mother while Bobby and one of the Littles eats breakfast.
7:09 Bring the dogs in
- Typing the time is wayyy too challenging -
Get Other Little for breakfast - NEVER a good idea to have them both in the same room before noon unless you enjoy disregulated rages....
Go to use guest bathroom
Notice pee on toilet seat and shudder
Clean pee off floor seat
Even though guest bathroom was bleached last nite it is still gross.
Reminder to self to check bathroom after every kid uses it
Wash hands in kitchen AFTER washing hands in bathroom.
Wonder if this is how compulsions and phobias begin....
Get each of the three remaining kids to either play or watch a movie
Unload the dishwasher
Load the dishwasher
Think about dinner tonite
Head down to basement freezer to get something to defrost for dinner
Find cat barf in basement next to freezer
Remeber that James told me about the barf last night and I conveniently "forgot" about it because I.could.not.take.one.more.thing.last night. Really. (involved kid peeing on floor/walls and trying to get matches and lighter from fireplace mantle...)
Clean up cat barf
Look into freezer for dinner ideas while holding bag of cat barf
Wonder if it is sanitary to look in freezer while holding cat barf. Think about washing my hands in the bathroom that the boys pee all over. Decide Cat barf is more sanitary than washing hands in my bathroom if I hold it in my left hand and use my right hand for freezer activity.
Think about my bathroom the boys pee all over. Wonder again if this is how complusions and phobias begin.
Lose appetite
Bring up a bunch of frozen stuff anyhow.
Throw away cat barf. Wash hands in guest bathroom.
So grossed out by guest bathroom, I wash hands again in kitchen
Kid uses guest bathroom.
I check the bathroom after kid uses it.
Wash hands in kitchen. Twice.
Take 3 Ibuprophen and I Tylenol for impending migraine. Drink water. Pray.
Rewind Disney movie for kids
Press play
Think about a cup of tea.
Realize I am out of milk
Decide nothing is worth taking these kids into a grocery store...nothing.
Send 3 kids to pee before getting in car
load kids to go to soccer Drive 5 miles with anxious irritable children
Get to soccer
Unpack chairs, beach mats and toys. While I am doing this Middle Little blindside tackles Older Little who goes to the ground in a shreiking screaming mess. Middle Little sent to sit on mat for "time out"
Middle Little throws a book at me, spits and shreiks. Sits on beach mat and punches water bottle, kicks feet, gets dirt on water bottle then spits, and makes angry noises for the entire soccer game.
I take photo of Middle Little spitting as the new wallpaper on my phone
Older Middle stares vacantly into space and leans against me because his meds have finally kicked in.
Leaning on me, he sighs. I do, too. Love this kid - even with all the crazies and peeing and such.
After what seems like forever, the soccer game ends and we drive home
Talk to Other Mother on her lunchbreak from class until we lose our signal
Get mail at bottom of driveway
home at last!
Put dogs out
James home from football - showers
bring dogs in
Send kids out to play so I can make lunch
listen to kids scream that they hate playing and don't want to play that playing it stupid and they don't think it is fair they have to play
Open the door call kids inside since they don't want to play
Listen to kids shreik and scream that it isn't fair they NEVER get to play
Take more Ibuprophen
Burn grilled cheese sandwiches. Start again.
Feed kids lunch
Listen to Middle Little cry when he realizes grilled cheese is NOT chicken nuggets.
Load dishwasher
Send Middle Little upstairs for rest time. Remind him that I will come get him in two hours. He can wait for me and have regular bedtime or each time he asks a silly questin or comes to the stairs yelling :"Is it time?" "I'm ready to come down" "I done wiff my rest" I will then take 10 minutes off bedtime. For a little kid who can't tell time - he can sure get this concept and I haven't heard a peep from him (which is why I am able to sit now and blog!!!!)
Load dishwasher
Wipe down table
Paint plastic model dinosaurs and scrap wood pieces for a scuplture with Older Little
Go over homework and school memos with James at the kitchen table in between helping Older Little paint his wooden pieces for his sculpture.
traffic control kids playing in and out and watching "Air Bud" Movie while I finish today's blog post
Theoretically - this is how the rest of my evening will go:
start dinner
Talk to Other Mother on phone as she begins her long drive home after class.
at dinner
Clear dinner
Load dishwasher
start tubbies/showers
Other Mother will probably be home from her class by now
Monitor baths and pajamas
snack time
give kids evening meds
Put dogs out
Bring dogs in
brush teeth with kids
read kids stories
Tuck kids in
Check in with Other Mother about our days
Have tea
computer time for Mama
TV time for Other Mother
reheat tea
put dogs out
bring dogs in
give dogs cookies
head up stairs to bed
shower
reheat tea (I have amicrowave in the bedroom for just such an occaision!)
read my latest book or a magazine
Other Mother comes up to bed
Talk about the day again
Kiss her goodnite
reheat tea
read until midnight -
lights out
Sleep
LATHER RINSE REPEAT
Friday, September 24, 2010
30 Day Blog Challenge: Day 24 - Where You Live
Where I live:
Moonlight in Vermont (song)
From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia.
"Moonlight in Vermont" is a popular song about the U.S. state of Vermont, written by John Blackburn and Karl Suessdorf and published in 1943.
The lyrics are very unusual for an American pop song of the 1940s, because they do not rhyme and are impersonal, focusing mostly on the sensory appeal of the Vermont countryside while alluding briefly to romance. The lyrics are also metrically subtle—each verse (not counting the bridge) is a haiku. The song is considered an unofficial state song of Vermont and is frequently played as the first dance song at Vermont wedding receptions.
An early version was recorded by Margaret Whiting in 1943. The song was also recorded by Jo Stafford in 1946, Willie Nelson in 1978, Ella Fitzgerald and Louis Armstrong in 1956, Earl Grant in 1961 and Frank Sinatra in 1957. Captain Beefheart recorded a song called "Moonlight on Vermont" for his album Trout Mask Replica (1969), which could be considered a parody of this song.
MOONLIGHT IN VERMONT
Written by John Blackburn & Karl Suessdorf
Pennies in a stream
Falling leaves, a sycamore
Moonlight in Vermont
Icy finger-waves
Ski trails on a mountainside
Snowlight in Vermont
Telegraph cables, they sing down the highway
And travel each bend in the road
People who meet in this romantic setting
Are so hypnotized by the lovely...
Ev'ning summer breeze
Warbling of a meadowlark
Moonlight in Vermont
Telegraph cables, how they sing down the highway
And they travel each bend in the road
People who meet in this romantic setting
Are so hypnotized by the lovely...
Ev'ning summer breeze
The warbling of a meadowlark
Moonlight in Vermont
You and I and Moonlight in Vermont
From Wikipedia.
Moonlight in Vermont (song)
From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia.
"Moonlight in Vermont" is a popular song about the U.S. state of Vermont, written by John Blackburn and Karl Suessdorf and published in 1943.
The lyrics are very unusual for an American pop song of the 1940s, because they do not rhyme and are impersonal, focusing mostly on the sensory appeal of the Vermont countryside while alluding briefly to romance. The lyrics are also metrically subtle—each verse (not counting the bridge) is a haiku. The song is considered an unofficial state song of Vermont and is frequently played as the first dance song at Vermont wedding receptions.
An early version was recorded by Margaret Whiting in 1943. The song was also recorded by Jo Stafford in 1946, Willie Nelson in 1978, Ella Fitzgerald and Louis Armstrong in 1956, Earl Grant in 1961 and Frank Sinatra in 1957. Captain Beefheart recorded a song called "Moonlight on Vermont" for his album Trout Mask Replica (1969), which could be considered a parody of this song.
MOONLIGHT IN VERMONT
Written by John Blackburn & Karl Suessdorf
Pennies in a stream
Falling leaves, a sycamore
Moonlight in Vermont
Icy finger-waves
Ski trails on a mountainside
Snowlight in Vermont
Telegraph cables, they sing down the highway
And travel each bend in the road
People who meet in this romantic setting
Are so hypnotized by the lovely...
Ev'ning summer breeze
Warbling of a meadowlark
Moonlight in Vermont
Telegraph cables, how they sing down the highway
And they travel each bend in the road
People who meet in this romantic setting
Are so hypnotized by the lovely...
Ev'ning summer breeze
The warbling of a meadowlark
Moonlight in Vermont
You and I and Moonlight in Vermont
From Wikipedia.
Wednesday, September 22, 2010
30 Day Blog Challenge: Day 23 - A Video
30 Day Blog Challenge: Day 23 - A video: OK Go - White Knuckles - Official Video from Youtube.
Tuesday, September 21, 2010
30 Day Blog Challenge: Day 22 - A Website
Day 22-A Website. This was a tough call. But the winner is: Smitten Kitchen. Yummmmmmmmmmmmm
Smitten Kitchen is an accessible, digestible and incredible food blog. Really. She's a real mom of a one year old in NYC with an amazing food sensibility. Her archives are well organized, her family and daily life are interwoven into recipes...never mind Pioneer Woman, Smitten Kitchen is where it's at. I don't have to cook it - I just read it and -drool.
You should, too.
Smitten Kitchen is an accessible, digestible and incredible food blog. Really. She's a real mom of a one year old in NYC with an amazing food sensibility. Her archives are well organized, her family and daily life are interwoven into recipes...never mind Pioneer Woman, Smitten Kitchen is where it's at. I don't have to cook it - I just read it and -drool.
You should, too.
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