Act 1: My office, sitting with a patient going over their current medications.
Me: "So, let's see. You are taking Celexa daily for depression and Ativan as needed for anxiety. How is the Celexa working? Have you noticed any change?"
Patient: "Yea, I don't really take that Celexa stuff much, it's okay I guess. Now, that Ativan, that stuff really seems to be working great!"
Me: "I'm sure it is, sir."
Act 2: Our kitchen table. I am putting Jane's supper on her plate.
"What da heck?" "What dis dat?" (said with wrinkled up nose)
Two kinds of funny. Two very different kinds of funny.
It was hamburger helper if you were wondering.
Wednesday, July 28, 2010
Monday, July 26, 2010
Summer lovin'
Things I just love about summertime.
-my tan feet in sandals
-summer storms...especially sunshine with thunder
-my two teenagers are around more
-Royals baseball (even tonight when we are losing 14-0)
-relaxing on my new deck furniture and watching the girls on the swingset
-standing in the middle of the cul de sac talking to the neighbors while our kids play outside
-shopping for school supplies
-less rush hour traffic because people are on vacation
-taking a vacation
-Bud light with lime ("It's a summertime beer"-Andy quote)
-grilled burgers and hot dogs, corn on the cob, watermelon...over and over and over again
-not feeling tied to the telelvision in order to keep up with my shows
-taking the girls to the library and checking out 20+ books between the 3 of us
-not having to color my hair as often because the sun-kissed highlights outshine the gray
-summertime just feels more relaxed at work
-going for ice cream at 9pm seems like a good idea
-my tan feet in sandals
-summer storms...especially sunshine with thunder
-my two teenagers are around more
-Royals baseball (even tonight when we are losing 14-0)
-relaxing on my new deck furniture and watching the girls on the swingset
-standing in the middle of the cul de sac talking to the neighbors while our kids play outside
-shopping for school supplies
-less rush hour traffic because people are on vacation
-taking a vacation
-Bud light with lime ("It's a summertime beer"-Andy quote)
-grilled burgers and hot dogs, corn on the cob, watermelon...over and over and over again
-not feeling tied to the telelvision in order to keep up with my shows
-taking the girls to the library and checking out 20+ books between the 3 of us
-not having to color my hair as often because the sun-kissed highlights outshine the gray
-summertime just feels more relaxed at work
-going for ice cream at 9pm seems like a good idea
Friday, July 23, 2010
status report
It's the end of my second full week of work. Here is what I know thus far...
I LOVE MY NEW J-O-B.
I do NOT love the fact that I have no free* time now.
The Mayor is seriously mourning the loss of her "life"
*free time: time spent playing with my girls, talking with my husband, shopping with my mom, reading a book, watching the Today show, doing house work/laundry, going to the pool, watching the girls' swim lessons, listening to Tess practice piano, watching movies..........
I LOVE MY NEW J-O-B.
I do NOT love the fact that I have no free* time now.
The Mayor is seriously mourning the loss of her "life"
*free time: time spent playing with my girls, talking with my husband, shopping with my mom, reading a book, watching the Today show, doing house work/laundry, going to the pool, watching the girls' swim lessons, listening to Tess practice piano, watching movies..........
Monday, July 19, 2010
Suppertime shenanigans by Jane
The "food" in this conversation could easily be exchanged with words that have to do with bathing, changing her diaper, putting on her clothes, coming inside from playing, and just about anything else we ask her to do.
Jane, do you want some _______?
Nope.
Please Jane?
Nooooope.
C'mon Jane...look at sissy...she's eating her ______.
No.
Look Jane, yum yum this_____ is so yummy.
Nooooo Nooooo Noooooooo (picture facial/mouth movement like an old man with no teeth... lower jaw sticking out)
Hey, Jane...how about some _______? (insert something like watermelon)
Okay!
Now do you want some ______?
NO WAY!
We have this conversation every day. And one of these times we will get through it without laughing.
Jane, do you want some _______?
Nope.
Please Jane?
Nooooope.
C'mon Jane...look at sissy...she's eating her ______.
No.
Look Jane, yum yum this_____ is so yummy.
Nooooo Nooooo Noooooooo (picture facial/mouth movement like an old man with no teeth... lower jaw sticking out)
Hey, Jane...how about some _______? (insert something like watermelon)
Okay!
Now do you want some ______?
NO WAY!
We have this conversation every day. And one of these times we will get through it without laughing.
Saturday, July 17, 2010
VBS
I forgot to post this the other night, but the girls were just singing some songs from this past week's VBS program. Here is what I would have posted Thursday night, had I remembered.
There is something so awesome about seeing God's children, ages 4 to 74, singing about their love for God. When I watch my girls praising God with their voices, putting their whole hearts into the song, I just melt. I get a catch in my throat, a tear in my eye, and JOY just fills my heart.
Now multiply that to include a 100+ kids singing their praises.
"How Great is our God....sing with me, How Great is our God.....and all will see....How Great...How Great....is our God."
well, crud. I'm tearing up just now remembering it.
I heart Vacation Bible School.
There is something so awesome about seeing God's children, ages 4 to 74, singing about their love for God. When I watch my girls praising God with their voices, putting their whole hearts into the song, I just melt. I get a catch in my throat, a tear in my eye, and JOY just fills my heart.
Now multiply that to include a 100+ kids singing their praises.
"How Great is our God....sing with me, How Great is our God.....and all will see....How Great...How Great....is our God."
well, crud. I'm tearing up just now remembering it.
I heart Vacation Bible School.
Tuesday, July 13, 2010
Kicking Myself
It's hard to kick myself, but I am.
I keep a dollar bill in my car's faux ashtray to give to anyone I see standing on the side of the road. When I give it away, I quickly replace it to not be caught off guard the next time I see someone. I have even been known to hold up traffic so that I can slow down enough to roll down my window and give the person the money.
This past week I was leaving the Target in Liberty and a lady was standing at the stop light with a sign. Don't remember what the sign said, but she needed "help" and I wanted to help, but when I went to get the $ it was empty. EMPTY! as in NO MONEY to give.....I started scrambling through my car's console, and then the light turned green...and still no money......and I opened up my purse and then my wallet.....and found
A $10 BILL!!!
So what did I do?
I hesitated. I really wanted to HELP. But $10? My heart said GIVE but my head said "that's too much, you can't afford to give that much!"
Stupid head, I should have listened to my heart. Because, really? I can't afford to give $10? I had easily just blown $10 on things at Target that were un-necessary, but I couldn't give this lady that much to eat? pay bills?
I know, I know, there are many people that think my giving is just enabling a person to continue the cycle of addiction/homelessness etc....but my theory has always been this......Who am I to judge what a person spends their money on? I spend money foolishly all the time on things I shouldn't, so who am I to tell someone else what they can and can't do. It really doesn't matter to me if they are asking for $ to eat or $ to pay their Mercedes payment....the point is, they are standing on a curb in the hot/cold weather asking for help. My help. And that is just not a "normal" thing to be doing. It signals in my mind that they probably have some sort of a hardship, could be mental/physical/spiritual, who knows. Again, not my job to judge. I try and leave that to the Big Guy in heaven.
Consider yourselves warned. If you are behind me in traffic, and there is a person up ahead with a sign....I'm going to slooooowww down and hand them some money. It's totally okay if you don't agree with my thinking on this. I just know that I regret what I didn't do, and I'm pretty sure I wouldn't have even missed that $10 later.
I keep a dollar bill in my car's faux ashtray to give to anyone I see standing on the side of the road. When I give it away, I quickly replace it to not be caught off guard the next time I see someone. I have even been known to hold up traffic so that I can slow down enough to roll down my window and give the person the money.
This past week I was leaving the Target in Liberty and a lady was standing at the stop light with a sign. Don't remember what the sign said, but she needed "help" and I wanted to help, but when I went to get the $ it was empty. EMPTY! as in NO MONEY to give.....I started scrambling through my car's console, and then the light turned green...and still no money......and I opened up my purse and then my wallet.....and found
A $10 BILL!!!
So what did I do?
I hesitated. I really wanted to HELP. But $10? My heart said GIVE but my head said "that's too much, you can't afford to give that much!"
Stupid head, I should have listened to my heart. Because, really? I can't afford to give $10? I had easily just blown $10 on things at Target that were un-necessary, but I couldn't give this lady that much to eat? pay bills?
I know, I know, there are many people that think my giving is just enabling a person to continue the cycle of addiction/homelessness etc....but my theory has always been this......Who am I to judge what a person spends their money on? I spend money foolishly all the time on things I shouldn't, so who am I to tell someone else what they can and can't do. It really doesn't matter to me if they are asking for $ to eat or $ to pay their Mercedes payment....the point is, they are standing on a curb in the hot/cold weather asking for help. My help. And that is just not a "normal" thing to be doing. It signals in my mind that they probably have some sort of a hardship, could be mental/physical/spiritual, who knows. Again, not my job to judge. I try and leave that to the Big Guy in heaven.
Consider yourselves warned. If you are behind me in traffic, and there is a person up ahead with a sign....I'm going to slooooowww down and hand them some money. It's totally okay if you don't agree with my thinking on this. I just know that I regret what I didn't do, and I'm pretty sure I wouldn't have even missed that $10 later.
Silly Bandz
Have you seen the newest craze with the kids? They are called Silly Bandz. Remember the plasticky friendship bracelets we wore as kids? These are the same thing only with a stretchier material that let them be shaped like animals, food, dollar signs, dinosaurs, etc. They are a BIG deal with the young kids, specifically ones named Tess and Kate.
They have each had two packages purchased for them......one by Andy as a "thank you for being so good" gift while my back was a broke down mess, and one by my SIL Missy who is generous beyond belief with my girls. (I soooo have been keeping track so I can return the favor for my future nieces/nephews!) Anywhooo, they love them and play with them, and have begun to obsess over them. Seriously. To the extent of tears and harsh words when they think other sister has one more than them.
There are few things that ruffle my feathers more than when my children aren't thankful. Whether it is in words, expressions, body language, or actions......when my kids don't convey an attitude of gratitude, I lose my cool. It doesn't happen often, because we start the training early in this house :) but it does happen. Unfortunately, these Silly Bandz were called "those @*#@%# bracelets" by me on more than one occasion. Okay, so back to my point(finally, I know)
After hearing the squabbles and crying over who had more bracelets, I decided it was time for a teaching moment. I said that I was tired of the fighting/crying, that I hadn't heard nearly enough gratitude for the # of bracelets that they already had, and I was hearing the word "more" way too much. I explained that in my mind, the concept of these bracelets, and what it says on the outside of the dang package, is that these are for sharing and trading. SHARING and trading. "In my mind, the more bracelets you have, the fewer people you are trying to share with, and that is sad" I lecture to them one evening. And then I challenge them to see who can give away more bracelets/trade more bracelets with their friends. Who doesn't love a challenge?
I am happy to report that after a few days and several missed opportunities, each girl has given some bracelets away. Here are the examples I have witnessed. I am sharing, because I am a proud mom and it is my blog.
-Both girls have given a bracelet to each of their grandparents without later asking for it back :)
-They have come home from VBS and swim lessons with traded bracelets from friends.
-I have seen both girls offer to given them to other kids, but the kids didn't want them for various reasons.....but at least they tried!
-Kate was at the Target in Liberty when the check-out girl commented on how cool Kate's silly bandz were(Kate was wearing 20+bracelets). Kate was thrilled that the girl noticed and then to my surprise(and JOY) she says "Do you want one?" to which the girl was equally as excited. Kate let the girl choose her own (a big deal as both girls were initially stingy with which ones they were willing to give away) and was smiling from ear to ear the entire time. The lady in the line behind us was smiling, the check out girl was smiling and complimentary, and this mom was about to cry/shout to the heavens. I really want my girls to experience JOY by bringing JOY to others. Sometimes it's hard to do, but can be so worth it.
I heart JOY.
They have each had two packages purchased for them......one by Andy as a "thank you for being so good" gift while my back was a broke down mess, and one by my SIL Missy who is generous beyond belief with my girls. (I soooo have been keeping track so I can return the favor for my future nieces/nephews!) Anywhooo, they love them and play with them, and have begun to obsess over them. Seriously. To the extent of tears and harsh words when they think other sister has one more than them.
There are few things that ruffle my feathers more than when my children aren't thankful. Whether it is in words, expressions, body language, or actions......when my kids don't convey an attitude of gratitude, I lose my cool. It doesn't happen often, because we start the training early in this house :) but it does happen. Unfortunately, these Silly Bandz were called "those @*#@%# bracelets" by me on more than one occasion. Okay, so back to my point(finally, I know)
After hearing the squabbles and crying over who had more bracelets, I decided it was time for a teaching moment. I said that I was tired of the fighting/crying, that I hadn't heard nearly enough gratitude for the # of bracelets that they already had, and I was hearing the word "more" way too much. I explained that in my mind, the concept of these bracelets, and what it says on the outside of the dang package, is that these are for sharing and trading. SHARING and trading. "In my mind, the more bracelets you have, the fewer people you are trying to share with, and that is sad" I lecture to them one evening. And then I challenge them to see who can give away more bracelets/trade more bracelets with their friends. Who doesn't love a challenge?
I am happy to report that after a few days and several missed opportunities, each girl has given some bracelets away. Here are the examples I have witnessed. I am sharing, because I am a proud mom and it is my blog.
-Both girls have given a bracelet to each of their grandparents without later asking for it back :)
-They have come home from VBS and swim lessons with traded bracelets from friends.
-I have seen both girls offer to given them to other kids, but the kids didn't want them for various reasons.....but at least they tried!
-Kate was at the Target in Liberty when the check-out girl commented on how cool Kate's silly bandz were(Kate was wearing 20+bracelets). Kate was thrilled that the girl noticed and then to my surprise(and JOY) she says "Do you want one?" to which the girl was equally as excited. Kate let the girl choose her own (a big deal as both girls were initially stingy with which ones they were willing to give away) and was smiling from ear to ear the entire time. The lady in the line behind us was smiling, the check out girl was smiling and complimentary, and this mom was about to cry/shout to the heavens. I really want my girls to experience JOY by bringing JOY to others. Sometimes it's hard to do, but can be so worth it.
I heart JOY.
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