Yesterday was my last day of the 2015-2016 GSRP Preschool. It flew by so fast! It was a great year. This was my first year working with Ms. Melissa and Ms. Carol. They are both amazing teachers. I learned so much from them. We all worked so well together. I am so grateful for them and the 18 students that we had. I was able to get to know Carol and Melissa so well as well as the room next door, Ms. Sally, Ms. Debbie and Ms. Dawn. This year is Ms. Debbie’s last year teaching, she is retiring and heading up to Alpena with her husband and daughter to begin her retirement life.. Debbie and I had many a laughs during the day especially outside time. She always had a smile on her face and twinkle in her eye. When I was with her, we were always laughing (and acting like school children), we sang loudly in the car driving to and from Detroit for a conference.. I will forever remember this amazing woman and am so grateful she came into my life.
It’s time to start this up again. This was my journal. A time for me to post pics of my beautiful, irresistibly lovingly kind hearted children. A time to write about my life. A time to write down my wonderful memories we have created for each other and our SIX children. And then, one day when my mind begins to go , I can go back to my books that Daniel printed and remember the wonderful times we had together. I love my life. I am so grateful to have it, to live it, and to love it!
I am sitting in the car with tears flowing. I am listening to my Ipod. Taylor Swift, The Best Day is blaring into my ears. The next song will be Never Grow Up, but I haven’t gotten to that song just yet because I keep playing “The Best Day” over and over (and over again…) I am torturing myself, I know this but yet, I still do it.
Vacation is over. I am sad. I know I should be thinking that this was the best vacation ever- because it was! But I am not, I sit here sad….
I have no choice but to deal with the harsh reality that my sweet Zozo is going away to college in a few weeks. BYU Idaho. Idaho, over 1700 miles away from Livonia Michigan, Away from me! I have been able to “not deal with it” because we had so many other things happening. I could just push it to the side and not think about it. I kept telling myself I will deal with it when our NC vacation is over , and now it’s over…
I could never imagine how difficult this would be, ever.. It’s like her first day of Kindergarten all over again. All of the worries I had that day are flooding back into me as I sit here in the beast with my feet kicked up and chair reclined a little bit. All I can think of is:
What if others are mean to her? What if no one will play with her on the playground? What if she gets sick? What if she gets hurt? What if she cries?
Why cant we freeze time just for a little while? And then after that “little while” why can we freeze it again, just a little while longer…….
This summer has been a pretty busy one, but we are always busy. There was EFY, Scout camp, Day Camp, Girls Camp, Park Days, and our Family Vacation. The days have been long, and the kids have been enjoying it all. This year for our family vacation we took a trip to North Carolina, and stayed in a beach house on Emerald Isle. We stayed 8 days and 7 nights, and it was amazing. Our trip started Saturday at Midnight, so I guess it technically was Sunday. We traveled the 13 hours to our destination, in one shot, the kids slept most of the way, so the trip seemed short to them. We stopped In Raleigh North Carolina for Lunch at CiCi’s Pizza. Theses use to frequent Michigan, but now they are all but extinct in our state, the kids really wanted to go to a CiCi’s, so I told them, find one that’s not out of the way on the trip, and we can go. They found one that wasn’t out of the way at all, and I held true to my word. After Lunch we finished our journey and arrived at the house, and after settling in, we hit the pool, and then the beach. The ocean was awesome, and pretty calm that first day.
Monday was pretty much Beach, pool, Lunch, Beach, Pool, Dinner, Pool, we kept it simple. Around 10:00pm we decided to go Ghost Crap hunting on the beach. The tide brings in crabs that are the same color as the sand, and pretty hard to spot. We saw various sizes, some the size of a quarter, to others about the size of your hand. Lots of shrieks and squeals as the craps took off running in random directions.
Tuesday they were calling for rain in the afternoon, so we decided to go to the NC Aquarium. We saw a lot of fish and see life, and in the touch pond the kids were able to touch various sting-rays, and ever a sand shark. Sharks are cool to feel, they aren’t smooth like you would think, there skin is almost like sand paper. As we traveled through the Aquarium, we came to their largest exhibit. It was a replication of a sunken ship, and showed how sea life flourishes around these artificial reefs. We had great timing too, because when we got to this attraction, it was feeding time, and Tuesday was actually the day they feed the sharks too. It was pretty cool to watch. After leaving the Aquarium, we went for ice Cream at a local shop called the ‘Sweet Spot’, if you ever go to Emerald Isle, you need to go to the ‘Sweet Spot’.
Wednesday, was a lot like Monday, lots of Beach time. We did go to an old Civil war fort, Macon Fort. It’s a cool place to visit, they have a ‘night gun’ ceremony Wednesday, and it’s a ceremony where they fire off a cannon like they would have back in the day to announce that the fort was closing. It was loud. Dinner on Wednesday, was a Seafood Bake, a much anticipated event. You slow boil crab legs, clams, potatoes, corn on the cob, and sausage in some seasoned water, it’s awesome.
Thursday was more beach time, and pool time, but in the evening after dinner, we went to a local go-kart place and raced a few laps. It’s something all our kids looked forward too. The last time we were there, we had a few boys who could only be riders, but this year they were tall enough to be racers, and they had a great time.
Friday was the day that we took our kids shopping for souvenirs, they had all been working this summer to save up money for this trip, and this was the day they got to spend it. Drew went with Pirate gear, and a toy machinegun…because “it was awesome”. Berkley got herself a mermaid and heart necklace, Lucas bought a Beware of Zombie poster, Jack got a hood that shows he loves America. Nolan got grumpy, and Zoey decided she didn’t really need anything. The rest of Friday was kind of a lazy afternoon, and in the evening the older kids all took the cars and went to get more ice cream from the ‘Sweet Spot’.
Saturday, was more beach and pool time, it was our last day to soak up the sun, and we took advantage of it. That evening the adults all went to dinner, while the kids hung back at the house. We found this small place in Beaufort, NC. It was about 40 minutes away, but so worth it…the food was epic good. After dinner, we got everything ready to pack in the morning.
Sunday, after packing the car we began our journey back to Michigan. Our kids where excellent in the car, they all found ways to entertain themselves, from making up games to playing on phones or kindles. We made it home without incident, and where just glad to be home.
Berkley got into my blue nail polish that I plan on taking to girls camp with me in a few days. I was not happy with what she decided to do with the blue nail polish.
I got a job. Yup, you are reading that right. I got a job. Why would I get a job? Aren’t I busy enough with SIX kids? Don’t I have a calling, aka non-paid job, that I am the President over all girls 12-18? That alone is very time cunsuming in and of itself.
I was able to get B in an ALL DAY Preschool. She gets on the bus at 8:30am and goes to school until the bus brings her home at 4pm. It’s great. This job fell into my lap actually. My friend works at Perrinville and told me they were going to post the job. It was part-time, not more than 20 hours a week. The time was 10am-2pm. All SIX kids would all be in school during the hours that I needed to work. Everything just kind of fell into place. Does it make my life more crazy that it was before, get-essay.net you betcha!
I had waited to get to the chapter in my life when all the kids would be in school and I could do laundry, organize drawers, shop at Target by myself, shower and shave without someone banging on the door, poop by myself, I could pay my bills in silence, go workout at the gym after the last kids was taking to school,
This weekend has been rough for me. My sisters met up in Vegas. I couldn’t go. I wanted to go so very badly. I secretly hoped over the last few weeks Daniel would surprise me and tell me Wednesday night, “Hey, I got you a plane ticket- go be with them, have fun with them, soak up the sun with them, spend money with them, laugh with them.” Wednesday came and went, no suprise ticket. Thursday came and went, no suprise ticket, Friday came and went, no plane ticket… It didn’t happen. Oh how I wanted it to happen so very badly… sniff sniff
Las Vegas is on my bucket list. I have always wanted to go see the strip, watch a show, walk through the fancy hotels, eat at a buffet, see Hoover Dam, take pictures of the crazies, and just be with family.
Was it because my husband couldn’t take vacation days? no
Was it because I couldn’t take the time off from my new job? no. I was off 3 days this week.
Was it because I couldn’t find sitters for my little ones? no
It, was because I didn’t have the cash to buy a plane ticket, I didn’t have the cash to buy a ticket for TOFW, I didn’t have the cash for a hotel. Plain and Simple. It sucks.
Sometimes it sucks being poor. I have SIX children. SIX amazingly wonderful children. There is EIGHT of us living under one roof. It take a lot of cash to feed them, clothe them, put a shelter over their head, stuff like that.
I wish I had money to do good for those less fortunate. I would love that. Taking meals to people just because. Or buying their teenager a new pair of shoes because he needs the next size up and his feet are huge, huge! I would love to send my grandmother money. Or pay for a funeral, who may wonder just how they are going to pay for it. I would love to send my friends flowers. I would love to go to a restaurant and leave an enormous tip to the waiter that was so very kind to me.
I just got a text saying “Wish you were here…” I do too, Lis, I do too….. Little does she know, I am writing on my blog about missing out and feeling sorry for myself. I miss Lisa. She was a part of my life for so many years. I just miss her….
I am sure they are having a fabulous time and I am happy for them that they got to have a girls weekend. I just wish I were there laughing, eating, listening, talking…
Subject change: I hate spaghetti. I hate it. When I am a millionaire, I won’t have spaghetti for dinner… As for tonight, I need to get off and make dinner. Guess what we are having?
It’s a rough weekend. But I will get over it. I always do. I need to go listen to some Taylor Swift. I love the song, “The Best Day..” It’ll cheer me up. That and her new CD 1989.
That’s what I’ll do, listen to that and make Spaghetti for dinner. Go me!
I am so grateful for the friends I have in my life. They are so good for me. They are good to me. Some I talked to often, some not as much. But when I talked to the ones that may be far away, we can pick up where we left off. They like me for who I am. The good, the bad, and the ugly.
Sometimes I wish I had money to help them, or fly to them, or go out to dinner with them. But I can’t.
I do get the moments when I get to go to park with them and let our kids run wild while we chat, or go to the McDonalds play place and them play while we talk and freeze our butts off because it feels like we are outside (because McDonalds can’t seem to turn in air off when it’s 30 degrees outside, bbbrrrr). Or walk with them and chat and burn a few calories.
Sometimes I get the great opportunity to go on long car rides and chat and them, they bring me home and we spend more time in the car chatting in front of my house.
Friends are great. Thank you for being my friend…..
This is one of the best thing I have read. Every sentence that she wrote or spoke went straight to my heart. I can relate to it.
We find out what we are made of when we are called to help others. I hope my friends know that they can count on me. I will be there. And I know they will be there for me. Always and Forever….