Issues

 

My new wake-up time is messing with my head for several reasons.

1. It's freakin early.
2. It's dark outside.
3. Because it's early and dark outside I tend to think I have a lot of time to get ready.
4. I have 1.5 hours to get ready, so I tend to mozy, I really don't like to rush.
5. The time goes ridiculously fast so I start to panic when I'm down to 45 minutes left to get ready.
6. It takes me awhile to cool down and when everyone is asleep I can't go to my usual cool down place (my bed).
7. Our goal is to be ready to read scriptures together at 7:00 so I can leave at 7:15...we've only been successful once so far, but we're figuring it out.
8. Is it wrong that I feel like I should get paid for these hours?
9. I have go to bed around 9:30 so I can read myself to sleep, otherwise it ends up being past 11:00 and then I don't do so well.
10. I think I'm a high maintenance sleeper.

**Thoughts??**

Comment Window Tidbit: Whitney is joining elementary orchestra which means I have to pick her up from school on Tuesdays and Thursdays, then run home for 15 minutes and then go back to the junior high!! Aargh!

It Happens Every Year

Every year at this time we gather at my parents' house to take the family picture that will be sent out in their Christmas card and that will hang on their entry wall for the entire year. We get this photo by setting up my tripod and using my camera's self-timer (impressive no?), and do this in about 6 shots. (I always like to sneak in a couple shots while no one is posing.)


Yet even with this easy, nonordeal-type scenario there are comments and grumbling. No one actually fights having the picture taken, it's more like a general vibe of impatience with comments like "What are we waiting for?" "Can we move this thing along?".


It has taken me years not to be seriously bugged by the feeling that exists as we do this, but I think I'm finally realizing that it has nothing to do with me and a whole lot to do with them (I'm not naming names, but the guilty parties are males and are related by blood).

Family is complicated. They're the people I love the most but who drive me crazy in a way no one else can. There are so many underlying issues going on, but no matter what we're family. Aargh!

**Does your family make you crazy?
Do you use a self-timer for photos?**

Comment Window Tidbit: Don't forget, tomorrow is the 12th! This will be our last 12 on the 12th for 2010!

Exasperated

This is what my freezer currently looks like. Getting something out of there is sort of like playing Jenga, but different because there's a very real possibility of foot injury depending on how heavy the item that falls. For example, if the bag of assorted veggies were to hit my foot I would be annoyed at having to bend down to get it, but I would not end up bruised and gimpy. But if a log of cookie dough were to land atop my foot there would be great pain and most likely a shouting of language unbecoming a lady.

While trying to make room for the huge bag of chicken I bought at Costco this week I had to rearrange my entire freezer. I found some long-forgotten items that had been buried down and deep, and am wondering what I can do to keep that from happening again. We don't have a 2nd freezer...is that really the only way around this problem?

**Do you have freezer Jenga going on?
How do you know what's in your freezer?
Is there a solution to this problem?**

Comment Window Tidbit: Today was the dance festival, tomorrow is 6th grade graduation and field day, and then it's an hour and a half of school Friday morning and we're done with another year!

Boob Shield Issues

On Monday I mentioned my bathing suit's - hield issue (that the support portion has torn free of the lining) and tonight I've had another episode with it. Randy and I took the kids to the community pool tonight (in lieu of bowling, which Landon had originally requested for his family birthday outing) and I must say I did NOT feel properly supported by my bathing suit at all.


You must understand, I already wear quite a get-up. You see, it's quite miraculous that I'm even willing to go out in public in some sort of bathing attire at all, so as a public service I try to keep as many clothes on as possible. This means I wear a suit of much coverage, with board shorts and a t-shirt over it. So basically my legs from my knees down show (still frightening) and my arms from mid-bicep down show (horrifying as well). But really this is how I feel most comfortable and how I'm able to make myself go to Seven Peaks on a weekly basis.


So now, here it is the end of summer and I'm faced with a wardrobe malfunction with multiple swimming outings still to be done. What's a to do? This thought has led me to imagine my ideal swimsuit...picture if you will a wetsuit with a skirt, no that won't work, but is it so wrong to want sleeves? The ozone is gone you know and skin cancer is a risk (plus I'm Irish) so really sleeves aren't a bad idea. I need one of those outfits like the Sea World people wear, only something with a nice control-top built in. Is that so wrong? Maybe with a nice 3/4 length sleeve? I can only hope.

Happy Birthday Lucy!!

**Any advice, comfort or wisdom for me?**