Here are my girls after JROTC awards night. It is the first time the school has ever had 3 siblings in the program at the same time. I thought I should get them t-shirts made that say "Kelly", "Kelly Squared", and "Kelly Cubed"! They got lots of awards, and I am one proud mama!
If all goes well, we will be closing on our new house tomorrow at 9 AM. I am so not looking forward to all that we have to get done this weekend, and wish it were Sunday already because then we'd be done...at least with the moving part. I know we are going to love our new house, and can't wait to get settled in. I will have lots of decorating to do once we get settled in, so there will be lots of before and after shots coming. Hopefully everyone will make it through the move unscathed, since the last time we moved, I got smacked in the nose with a folding ladder by my husband....let's hope that doesn't happen again!
While I love the idea of moving to a new home, I hate the actual moving part with every cell of my entire being! I am living in a giant mess of boxes, and general disruption, and anyone that knows me knows that I would rather have my arm cut off with a butter knife than live in this kind of chaos. Not to mention the fact that I have spent hours calling the phone company, the satellite company, U-Haul, going to Home Depot to buy boxes and tape, and Goodwill to dispose of the endless piles of crap that we've acquired over the 5 and a half years we've lived here....thank goodness school is over, or I would be a total nutcase...although my kids and husband think I'm already there. Among the numerous wonderful things about moving to our new house though, will be the fact that we will no longer live on a dirt road out in the country. Don't get me wrong, I love the country, I just don't love dust bunnies the size of a toddler living under my bed, and the fact that driving down the road is like dodging land mines in Cambodia because the pot holes are so flippin' big.
Okay, off for more fun and games of packing. Yay.(Can't you see the excitement in my typing?)
OK, here's the conversation that I had with my wonderful hubby last night:
Chad: 12 or 4? Me: Huh? Chad: 12 or 4? Steve wants to know what time. Me: What time for what? Chad: The get-together. Because Steve is coming down? Me: I didn't know anything about a get-together. Chad: Yes, I told you about this weeks ago. Me: No you didn't. In fact the first time I knew about Steve coming this weekend was yesterday when I asked you if he was coming to help us move next weekend and you said "no, he's coming this weekend". Chad: (Starting to get flustered) I told you about this 2 weeks ago. I told you he was coming with Everette because Kate had to work. Me: No you did not tell me anything about it, because I would have remembered it. Chad: You have some serious selective hearing. Me: Oh no, I do not have selective hearing. I just graduated from nursing school, and I don't think that would have been possible with selective hearing. I can remember every single thing you've ever done to piss me off. I can remember lots of things(channeling Samantha Baker in 16 Candles...and boy wasn't Jake Ryan to die for...anyway), and I do not have selective hearing. You just have selective remembering...or early onset Alzheimer's. Chad: Yes, you can remember everything I've ever done to piss you off, but you don't remember half the things I tell you. I told you. I told you he wanted to have a get-together while he was here, and you asked if Kate was coming and I said no because she had to work. Me: No you didn't. Chad: Yes I did. Me: Ok, you told me. If that makes you feel better, you told me.
I know I am not the only one whose husband does this, because my friends have told me their husbands do the same thing. I mean, he fully and 100% believes he told me these things, and I am fully and 100% certain that he did not....because I am such an "anal annie" that I would have immediately had to figure out what we needed to bring to the get-together because I would then have to brave the huddled masses at wally world to buy such items, and then schedule a time to prepare them.
Oh well, this is just a small peek at what I have to look forward to as we grow old together. Yay.
Welcome to Not Me! Monday! This blog carnival was created by MckMama. You can head over to http://www.mycharmingkids.net">her blog to read what she and everyone else have not been doing this week.
A few things did not do this past week: I did not celebrate my graduation from nursing school eating Taco Bell in my pjs. I did not secretly pray that my brother and sister-in-law would not name my niece Ruby(what kind of person would I be if I hated my niece's name...but for the record they named her Elizabeth...thank goodness).
As for Monday, I did not go back to bed after getting my kids on the bus today and sleep till 9....that would just be lazy. I also did not have Louisiana Crunch cake for breakfast while reading blogs in front of my computer screen while I should have been studying for my NCLEX exam. I did not throw out 4 old telephones while emptying cabinets for our upcoming move....that would make me(well my husband anyway) a pack rat. And lastly, I did not wish that all 3 of my girls wind up with children just like them when they grow up....that would just be mean.
Did my sweet little girls go? The ones that were cute, happy, and loving. The ones that were pleasant, and eager to please. I was going through some boxes of photos, and discovered I have almost forgotten those days. It's hard to remember them when they want to poke your eyes out on a daily...if not hourly basis just for breathing. Oh, they're still cute....when they aren't rolling their eyes and and showing me the back of their heads as they stomp out of the room. They're happy only when I leave them alone to live in their own squalor and filth, or when they're planning my demise for asking them to clean their room or do their Mt. Everest size piles of laundry. Pleasant and eager to please....oh that only happens when they want something, and sometimes not even then. Anyone who has raised, or is currently raising a teenager knows exactly what I'm talking about, and I have triple the joy. We actually make it through some days only making one mad, but today is not that day(in fact it hasn't been that day for quite a few days). 3 for 3....good times! I really think it would be less painful to remove my own tonsils with a butter knife(which I might have tried if I still had them) than to make it through teenage-hood with 3 girls. Sigh. Oh well, guess there's always tomorrow....if they don't kill me in my sleep first.
My new, and anxiously awaited niece! My brother and his wife have been trying to have children for years now, and finally had the blessing of adopting this beautiful baby girl last week. I am so thrilled that they have finally been blessed with a baby after all they've gone through, and so happy to be an aunt again!
I am DONE! I graduated last night, and it has finally hit me how thrilled I am. Up until last night, it didn't seem real that I would no longer have to spend every waking moment consumed with dosage calculations, diabetes, therapeutic communication, portfolios, exams, and clinicals. My free time can actually be free time once again! I can finally enjoy life again....for at least a year or two until I decide to go back to school. I thought this day would never come, but I am so freakin' happy it finally did! Here's a pic of me and Chad after graduation...he really is happy even though he doesn't look like it. I wanted to get one of me with Chad and the girls, but they ran for the truck since it was raining...lightweights, so guess I will just have to put the cap and gown some other time to get one of those. All I know is it feels like I can finally breathe again, and I love it!
I have been thinking about getting a blog of my own for quite some time now, but with the sheer insanity of nursing school, I've had time for nothing besides foley caths, NG tubes, diabetes, and chronic renal failure. But the day has finally come....I AM FREE OF NURSING SCHOOL...at least for now! I will be graduating tomorrow night, and am going to make a sad and pathetic attempt to get this blog off the ground. You're more than welcome to follow along with the absolutely thrilling experience(rolling eyes) of me stressing out about taking my boards, buying a new house, and the general chaos that is my life...aren't you lucky? Keep in mind this blog is a work in progress, but hopefully will one day be as great as some of the blogs I've managed to somewhat keep up with lately. Ok Anita, here's my blog, so where's yours???
I'm a transplanted Texan, currently living outside of Charlotte, NC, with my husband, Chad, who was brave enough to take on me and my crazy brood. I am mom to 4 beautiful girls, Jordan, Kayla, Kacie, and Gracyn. We are also grandparents to our first grandchild, Tristian. We have 2 dogs, a boxer named Luke, and bullmastiff named Layla, and 3 cats, . I have had the privilage of bringing 3 additional children into the world through gestational surrogacy(their bun, my oven), and am working on journey #4. I am thrilled that I have been able to play a part in something so wonderful. I'm also a nurse in high risk OB Yes, I know it's chaos, but oh well, this is my life, and I wouldn't change it for the world!