Monday, January 10, 2011


Well, so many things have happened and changed since I last posted.  Time flies when you are having fun.

The holidays are over. We have moved.  Life is good.

Where do I start?  There is so much, I will probably forget half of it.

Packing was so frustrating, and so was moving day.  I really am glad that part is over.  I had a really hard time getting us packed this time, and up until the end, didn't really get much help with it.  Nick was working long hours and going to school, and I just hated the idea of packing everything up again.  Loved the idea of moving, but not the packing part. 

We LOVE LOVE LOVE our place.  Oh my gosh.  Our family is so happy in this house.  I cant even begin to describe how it feels to be here.  Every day the boys tell us how much they love their new rooms.  They hug us constantly, and tell us thank you.  Michael is very excited to have a yard again.  He is the one that is outside the most.  They love having separate rooms, they get along much better that way.  And they have a basement to run around in.

I love the kitchen, even though I am not home often enough at night to do much cooking in it, but I do love it.  It is so open, and has so much space to store things.  With a family this size, we needed that storage space so bad.  The basement is a big help in that area as well.  Things we don't use on a daily basis don't have to be stored right in our way, we have a basement for that now.  I am not totally in love with the laundry situation, but at least the area where the laundry is, is big, and not too scary.  I am not a fan of basements, but I am getting use to having to go down there to do laundry. 

I was pretty cranky around Christmas time.  I didn't like the boys being gone.  I dealt with it, but I wasn't the happiest I could be.  Turns out, I had a right to be unhappy about it.  My boys didn't have a very good Christmas this year. I am sure they got lots of new stuff, but the day was not a good one for them.  Instead of taking them to his moms like he usually does, their dad decided to take them to a party, with a bunch of people he didn't know.  It turned out bad, he called some guy a name, and the guy attacked him.  With my children at the party, they attacked.  Thank goodness someone had enough sense to keep the kids inside while it happened, but that just goes to show that whoever kept them inside knew it was gonna happen.  So anyway, D walked outside, and 2 guys followed.  The first hit knocked him out for several minutes, the next few hits, broke his cheek bones, and his nose, and did something to his jaw.  The damage to his brain left him temporarily blind in one eye.  The boys were there for it all.  Seeing their dad that way had to be very traumatic for them.   I am mad still, and will be for a long time.  I have contacted a counselor for the boys, because Logan has been very mean to his brothers since then.  I am frustrated that even at the age of 33, and being the father of 4 beautiful boys, has not made my ex husband grow up.  He continues to take them to parties, or have wild crazy ones of his own with them there.  But of course "he isn't to blame, its everyone Else's fault".

Anyway :)  We had Christmas with Nicks aunt Paula yesterday.  It was fun.  I am ready for this holiday stuff to be over, but we have one more to do.  This Saturday we will have the boys Christmas with my mom.  Nick and I did ours on Christmas day, but the boys weren't with us.  They are pretty excited about it.  They haven't seen my mom in a while.  Then the holiday stuff will be completely done, and we can move on with life. 

So my best buddy has moved in with us till he can get a place of his own.  It is sad really.  Him and his wife are splitting, and he is living in a small space in our basement.  I wish I had more room to offer him, but he seems OK with it.  I just feel bad because I don't want to take  a room away from the boys, but yet, i feel guilty that he only has a small space to call his own.  Anyway, neither one of them was happy, so I guess the separation was bound to happen eventually.  I know it has to be hard on them, and really, its kind of hard on me as well.  These are 2 friends that have been at my side for a long time, and I hate to see them going through this.  I remember the pain of it.  I try not to press him to talk about it.  His kids are coming this weekend to stay.  I cant wait to see them, but I am not sure how they will be.  I hope they are doing OK with it all.  I remember how hard it was on the boys.

Nick and I are doing well, he puts up with my moodiness when life gets crazy.  He is a great man.  I am so lucky to have him in my life.  To call myself his wife, it is amazing.  I swear I love him more and more with every breath.  Mushy huh?

Work is going good for Nick.  He is scheduled to take a welding test on Wednesday, and if  he passes it will get him a good size raise, and closer to being hired in.  I am excited for him.  He seems to really like working there, I wasn't sure he would.  Factory jobs are so monotonous, but he deals with it well.  It is the long hours that kick his butt.  He rarely ever turns it down.  As far as I know school is going ok for him.  He dosnt really talk about it much, so I never really know.  It just seems to be something he keeps to himself.  Even when I ask questions, he doesn't really have alot to say.  So I just don't much

I am doing good.  For some reason I am really tired lately.  If i hadn't had my tubes tied, i would swear I was think its just the events of the past month.  I just feel exhausted.  Maybe I am not eating right.  I don't really eat often, and it seems lately its at crazy times.  Work is good.  I am still enjoying it.  Still not enjoying the night time hours away from the boys, but one day that will change.  It is just a matter of waiting.  I have alot more responsibilities there then just front of store sales.  Sometimes I wonder if i work enough hours to cover all that I get it done.  This week is gonna be a little crazy, because of someone being gone, so I have more nights then I really wanted, but its money.

I was gonna try to do a show this summer with some jewelry, but during the move, my bead box got tumbled around, so now i have the job of sorting thousands of beads.  its no ones fault really, the box got taken before i had a chance to label it.  I was just hoping to make enough money off some of my creations to take my family on its first real vacation this summer.  So I am disappointed about that, but what ya gonna do?  Now I have the task of sorting them, something I already know i will fail at, because after a couple of days of sorting, I will be frustrated.  there are alot of beads

So, now I am off to get some things done, this morning is already flying by.  Hopefully I will get a chance to update again soon, I miss writing in my blog.

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