When I was working full time (actually working 50 hours a week,) taking college courses at night, and raising my two young sons (as a single mother) I found life to be extremely challenging! I could not afford to hire anyone to help me do anything. I was living hand-to-mouth. People would ask me “how do you do it all” and I would reply “it takes a lot of planning, a lot of dedication, and a lot of prioritizing.”
There is a lot more to life beyond just house cleaning when you are working and raising a family. You sometimes have to lower your standards, and sometimes you have to say “no” to people that ask you to help out with things that they want help with. I would have loved to be able to be the mother that was going to go on all of the class field trips and bake all of the cupcakes and cookies to bring to class parties. Unfortunately, there just were not enough hours in the day. That is why I am always supportive of any family where all of the adults in the family have to work when they are able to find ways to lessen their work load! If they have the resources to get help with anything that needs to be done to keep the household running, I am 100% in favor of it!
This past week I kept hearing very loud noises, like dynamite, and the house kept shaking. My hubby and I thought it WAS nearby road construction, and we talked about it a little bit. I told him that I thought that it could be some military exercises going on at Quantico, but he expressed his opinion that Quantico was too far away from our house for us to be able to be hearing and feeling those effects. A little while later, my sister asked me if I had felt the house shaking. She was concerned that it might have been earthquakes, and she was frightened! Understandably so, as there have been some earthquakes in recent years in the area.
I told her that I thought it might be the big guns at Quantico, but she also expressed her opinion that Quantico was too far away for us to be experiencing the sound and the vibrations. I told her that there was a lot of Facebook chatter about it, and that they said it was Quantico. I decided to do a little bit of online research on the subject, and discovered that there are some nearby military practice fields that are considered to be part of Quantico, even though Quantico itself is a long distance away! I found a website that talked about how Quantico WAS conducting training sessions with their big cannons that week, and an explanation that on overcast days the noise is louder and carries a further distance.
I showed that article to both my hubby and my sister, and told them what I had learned. I think that everyone felt a little better, knowing what was the reason for the noise and the vibrations!
I really try hard to take an interest in what my friends and relatives do, but there are so many things to learn that it can make my head spin sometimes! For example, last night I was over at Rod’s house, and a few of his musician friends came over. They decided to have a jam session (what fun!) but I really felt out of place (and stupid) when they started talking about some technical things. For example, when Joshua was telling Sean that he had just ordered a new bridge pickup online and was anxious for it to arrive, I had no idea what he was talking about! To me, a bridge is something that spans a river, ravine, or road. And a pickup is what you drive over the bridge!
Easter is so much fun with Easter baskets and lots of candy. for some reason I have more self restraint when it comes to Halloween candy and not eating so much that I get sick. But with Easter candy I don’t seem to have that much self control. I pig out on jelly beans and marshmallow peeps and chocolate bunnies and after a couple of days I feel absolutely sick from all the sugar.
My grandparents used to have Easter baskets for us at their house. Even though we had a basket at our own house, my grandmother loved to surprise us with little treats when we came for a visit on holidays. They also gave us the little boxes of cardboard Valentine’s that we could write out and sign then give to our school friends. But Easter meant dinner, an Easter egg hunt in their yard, and a basket of candies.
My father would take us to their house for every holiday and birthday and bring them gifts for each occasion. One of the standard gifts for my grandmother was a big yellow box of the Whitman’s Sampler. She always made a big deal about how they were her favorite candies in all the world. She would open the box immediately and pass it around to each of us so we could pick out one piece of chocolate to eat right then – even if it was before dinner!
I have always loved the characters from Winnie The Pooh. So when I found this free clip art image of Piglet celebrating St. Patrick’s Day, I decided I wanted to share it here on my blog. Not planning to drink any green beer, or eat any corned beef, but I like the Happy Celebratory feeling of St. Patrick’s Day. To me, it is simply a celebration that spring really is on the way! I don’t have a lot of green clothing, though, and it is always a challenge finding green things to wear that don’t make me look like I’m sick! So I am glad that it is only one day a year – I wouldn’t want to wear green clothes every day!