Someday I will be playing piano on a grand stage with dancers surrounding me.
Someday I will dance with the stars even though I can't dance.
Someday, I will be humble and never worry what the world thinks.
Someday, I will be a great mom; practice makes perfect.
Someday, I will skate like I never have before.
Someday, I will be sorry for the time I didn't spend on the important things.
Someday, I will swim and swim and swim until I can't swim any more.
Someday, I will wonder if I was right in the world and then know that I am and was.
Someday, I will watch over you, protect you and be your guide.
Slapping Craig
Funny thing how life doesn't stop, even if you think it should just take a rest for a minute.
Last night I read for three hours and when I finally gave up, I dozed on and off, my mind racing in between very strange dreams. So much seems to be happening at break-neck speed, but at the same time, I feel as though time is dragging. Sounds strange, I know, but it's true. At one point, I was having such a bizarre dream that I physically slapped Craig - hard - strangely, it wasn't him I was dreaming about. In the dream, I was slapping a lady who was assaulting us, and I distinctly remember how good it felt to slap her in my dream. Poor Craig woke up and said, "what the heck did you hit me so hard for"? I hadn't realized that I had whopped him one in my sleep. No wonder we have a king-size bed. He needs protection from his own wife.
I have another temp opportunity, and it seems to be a go. You may remember from my last post, that there is a need for a sales assistant at a local radio group while their permanent employee takes maternity leave. I was able to negotiate a salary that I can agree with, and I start a week from Monday (training). I'm thrilled, to say the least, especially since I will be working for a former supervisor and now friend. Murray and I met everyone this morning and since I've been in the media for so long, I know half of the staff already (huge bonus). Those I didn't know were very friendly and welcoming. The hours are 8am-3pm, which will be a perfect transition to a full-time world down the road. I'm going stir-crazy in the house.
Yesterday, my dad, Maggie and I attended the funeral for our friend Roger. It was an emotional day, to say the least, but it felt good to be able to celebrate his life and grieve his death with others. I know he's in heaven and am sure my Mom is showing him the ropes (to quote my dad). My prayers to Roger's loved ones.
Murray is napping (surprisingly so after 3 cookies at my new "temp" office" and a tootsie roll and a Hershey Kiss at Craig's office), so I think I'll take advantage of my time and get some cleaning done. The clutter and toddler toys may have won this battle, but I am determined to win the war.
I will be having another contest in the near future, so keep checking back!
M
Last night I read for three hours and when I finally gave up, I dozed on and off, my mind racing in between very strange dreams. So much seems to be happening at break-neck speed, but at the same time, I feel as though time is dragging. Sounds strange, I know, but it's true. At one point, I was having such a bizarre dream that I physically slapped Craig - hard - strangely, it wasn't him I was dreaming about. In the dream, I was slapping a lady who was assaulting us, and I distinctly remember how good it felt to slap her in my dream. Poor Craig woke up and said, "what the heck did you hit me so hard for"? I hadn't realized that I had whopped him one in my sleep. No wonder we have a king-size bed. He needs protection from his own wife.
I have another temp opportunity, and it seems to be a go. You may remember from my last post, that there is a need for a sales assistant at a local radio group while their permanent employee takes maternity leave. I was able to negotiate a salary that I can agree with, and I start a week from Monday (training). I'm thrilled, to say the least, especially since I will be working for a former supervisor and now friend. Murray and I met everyone this morning and since I've been in the media for so long, I know half of the staff already (huge bonus). Those I didn't know were very friendly and welcoming. The hours are 8am-3pm, which will be a perfect transition to a full-time world down the road. I'm going stir-crazy in the house.
Yesterday, my dad, Maggie and I attended the funeral for our friend Roger. It was an emotional day, to say the least, but it felt good to be able to celebrate his life and grieve his death with others. I know he's in heaven and am sure my Mom is showing him the ropes (to quote my dad). My prayers to Roger's loved ones.
Murray is napping (surprisingly so after 3 cookies at my new "temp" office" and a tootsie roll and a Hershey Kiss at Craig's office), so I think I'll take advantage of my time and get some cleaning done. The clutter and toddler toys may have won this battle, but I am determined to win the war.
I will be having another contest in the near future, so keep checking back!
M
Rest In Peace, Dear Rogee
It's eight o'clock on Monday evening, and I'm sitting here listening to a repeated "MAMA, MAMA", as Murray attempts sleep. The two of us had a pretty great - but long - day, and the fact that Craig had to be at the SAL tonight didn't help. Murray was sad when he left after being home for just twenty minutes.
I'm hoping for nice temps tomorrow so that we can play outside. We both need some fresh air, but after a very busy weekend, we were too tired to do anything but play inside. I even managed to put the train set together, which is a huge feat for me.
We had very sad news yesterday. One of my dad's best friends (as well as long time family friend) passed away suddenly. If you read the Fargo Forum when my mom died, he was the man holding Maggie and (a very pregnant) me; one of us each under his arms. Roger was a beautiful person; he will be extremely missed. I wish that I had more words, but I'm still in shock. That said, we will get the convoy going and go to Roger's (Rogee's as we called him) service on Wednesday. Please say some prayers for he and his family.
More soon,
M
I'm hoping for nice temps tomorrow so that we can play outside. We both need some fresh air, but after a very busy weekend, we were too tired to do anything but play inside. I even managed to put the train set together, which is a huge feat for me.
We had very sad news yesterday. One of my dad's best friends (as well as long time family friend) passed away suddenly. If you read the Fargo Forum when my mom died, he was the man holding Maggie and (a very pregnant) me; one of us each under his arms. Roger was a beautiful person; he will be extremely missed. I wish that I had more words, but I'm still in shock. That said, we will get the convoy going and go to Roger's (Rogee's as we called him) service on Wednesday. Please say some prayers for he and his family.
More soon,
M
It's A Process
I had the best day today, despite some bad news (then again, I was expecting it). I finally received a rejection letter in the mail from MSUM. I'm bummed, but like I said, I knew it was coming. I know that God has another path for me. I do have a temp position in the works, but for the money they are offering, it's probably not going to work out. It would be a great position (in the media, which is my niche), but it doesn't really make sense, considering unemployment wages. I was gung-ho to accept, but after talking it over with Craig, am re-thinking. He is so sensible.
On a good note, Murray and I had the whole day together. We made Valentine's cards for his friends (and a huge mess), went to lunch with Mags, took a long nap together, and then played outside for over an hour. Craig is home now, and we're conversing about our day over a cocktail. Does it get any better?
Next week I will have Murray at home again, while our care provider is on a well-deserved vacation. In the mean time, I'm thrilled to have him home. Some of you might be thinking that I should keep him home while I'm unemployed, but I have two reasons for sending him to daycare: One, we pay for it anyway and we absolutely don't want to lose our spot (all three of us just LOVE Lyn, and Murray is always asking for his friends); two, I like to keep him in a routine because I will be going back to work (hopefully sooner than later) and I don't want to upset his schedule. Some may think that this makes me an unfit or unloving mother, but it's the opposite. Our goal is Murray's ultimate happiness.
I'm off to visit with DH - he gets a bit annoyed when I blog - I've missed him today. Whatever your Super Bowl plans may be, have a safe and fun weekend.
M
On a good note, Murray and I had the whole day together. We made Valentine's cards for his friends (and a huge mess), went to lunch with Mags, took a long nap together, and then played outside for over an hour. Craig is home now, and we're conversing about our day over a cocktail. Does it get any better?
Next week I will have Murray at home again, while our care provider is on a well-deserved vacation. In the mean time, I'm thrilled to have him home. Some of you might be thinking that I should keep him home while I'm unemployed, but I have two reasons for sending him to daycare: One, we pay for it anyway and we absolutely don't want to lose our spot (all three of us just LOVE Lyn, and Murray is always asking for his friends); two, I like to keep him in a routine because I will be going back to work (hopefully sooner than later) and I don't want to upset his schedule. Some may think that this makes me an unfit or unloving mother, but it's the opposite. Our goal is Murray's ultimate happiness.
I'm off to visit with DH - he gets a bit annoyed when I blog - I've missed him today. Whatever your Super Bowl plans may be, have a safe and fun weekend.
M
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Craig's sister and her husband, my sister-in-law and brother-in-law have been in the process of adopting a child for quite some time. It's been a rough road for them, but they are forging ahead with courage and heart. Please view the following website and fell free to pass this link on to anyone and everyone you know. Let's find a baby in need a loving home!
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M
Monday Mutterings
We had a pretty busy weekend, but it was a good one. Craig and I went to a movie on Friday and slept until 10:00am on Saturday (Murray was having a sleep over at the Beckerleg's)! I can't say enough about how wonderful date night is not only for our marriage (and catching up on sleep), but our whole family. By lunch time on Saturday, we missed Murray so much that we were crazy to pick him up. I just love those MAMA and DADDY shrieks when he greets us if we've been away from him.
Troy and Stef came over for dinner and a movie on Saturday. We made (some) homemade Chinese (Craig made his pot stickers and I made egg rolls). Stef brought the most amazing hot spinach dip and sugar cookies (much to Murray's delight). It was great way to spend a cold Saturday night.
Yesterday we took Murray to open skate at the high school. Poor Craig - his knees were screaming at him by the time we finished - he skated in a squat so he could hold Murray. I tried to help, but am not a very strong skater so it was best for everyone on the rink if I skated on my own. We tried to get Murray to push a chair, but he's just too darn independent. He must feel he has more control if we're holding his hands. I'm glad he loves to skate so much, but I don't care for the tears when it's time to get off the ice.
Speaking of Murray, it's Catholic Schools Week this week. I almost cried when I realized that next year, my baby will be in the pre-school class at St. Joseph's school. EEK! Anyway, tonight we're going to the open house at the school to tour the facilities, since at this time next year, he'll already be attending.
I just finished paying bills and it was nice to be able to pay my own bills with my own money. Now if I can just find a permanent job, I'll be in good shape. I'm seriously considering going back to bartending or serving until something comes along. I still haven't heard about the job I interviewed for, but I'm assuming it's a big fat no. There's also been discussion of finishing up my degree, so who knows? Time will tell.
Troy and Stef came over for dinner and a movie on Saturday. We made (some) homemade Chinese (Craig made his pot stickers and I made egg rolls). Stef brought the most amazing hot spinach dip and sugar cookies (much to Murray's delight). It was great way to spend a cold Saturday night.
Yesterday we took Murray to open skate at the high school. Poor Craig - his knees were screaming at him by the time we finished - he skated in a squat so he could hold Murray. I tried to help, but am not a very strong skater so it was best for everyone on the rink if I skated on my own. We tried to get Murray to push a chair, but he's just too darn independent. He must feel he has more control if we're holding his hands. I'm glad he loves to skate so much, but I don't care for the tears when it's time to get off the ice.
Speaking of Murray, it's Catholic Schools Week this week. I almost cried when I realized that next year, my baby will be in the pre-school class at St. Joseph's school. EEK! Anyway, tonight we're going to the open house at the school to tour the facilities, since at this time next year, he'll already be attending.
I just finished paying bills and it was nice to be able to pay my own bills with my own money. Now if I can just find a permanent job, I'll be in good shape. I'm seriously considering going back to bartending or serving until something comes along. I still haven't heard about the job I interviewed for, but I'm assuming it's a big fat no. There's also been discussion of finishing up my degree, so who knows? Time will tell.
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