My Perfectly Imperfect Life

Not too much to be deeply in thought, just random thoughts! So, I woke up this morning feeling like complete crap! UGH! My throat hurts, my head hurts and my house needs to be cleaned, and my children have taken what seems to be an Aggravate MOM pill. They haven't been too bad, I just don't feel well and so it seems as if they are worse than they actually are. My daughter told me if I play Candy Land it will make me feel better-she beat me-twice! Made me feel good that she was trying to help me to feel better though. All son wants to do is throw his balls into everything, it's actually cute. Tomorrow I should be receiving a shipment of the new weight loss stuff called Sensa. I'm skeptical, however I got a two month supply for less than $2, so I couldn't turn down the offer. I am going to do as it says and see how it is, I really need to lose this weight, so my husband and I can go on a cruise to the Bahamas! So excited, but I'm not gonna go if I'm looking...

Christmas Eve....the night that Santa Clause comes to visit every child on Earth (or so believed), and families do many different traditions; but I have realized that my family does not have any traditions. So, I have made up my mind to have family traditions. I started by adopting a friend's tradition of "Cookie Sunday", but it ended up being "Cookie Wednesday". We baked cookies and gave them to the neighbors as presents. I am thinking that we need to read "The Night Before Christmas" and the "Christmas Story". But why do we celebrate traditions? Is it because we have this comfort in knowing what to expect in stead of "winging it"? I think that we as a society and the human species, we are social and like routine, that is exactly what a tradition is. I am a creature of habit (as most of us are) and I am wanting to go to a Christmas Eve service and return in attending church. I want my children to know the exact, real meaning of Chr...

So, we went and looked at a house yesterday. We fell in love with it. Four bedrooms, three baths, four acres of land....all for 70,000 bucks. We put a small deposit down for the house, and now, we are thinking we need to wait a little bit. I'm not sure of what exactly to do. Should we go ahead and put money into a place when we don't know if and what problems it has? Should we stay in an overpriced apartment which is 40 miles to school and Charity and Joshua don't have a yard, but we can get out of debt and maybe save some money. It's a hard decision. I would love to just get up and move, however, I don't want to make a rash decision. I mean, owning a home is a whole different ball game. We'd have taxes, and a septic tank, and if something breaks, WE have to fix it. But it would be OURS. IDK it's a hard decision. I need to pray....pray real hard. I don't know. I just don't know.

It has been said that this is the most wonderful time of the year. In the holiday season, it is brought to our attention more so than not, how many people are in need or basic necessities. Basic needs such as blankets, food and shelter. We give to the Salvation Army, to the person who rings the bell outside the stores, and maybe take some canned goods to the local food pantry. But, I see this as a time to be brought to reality that people in our own back yards are in serious need. That they don't have food or clothes. It is a time of year that breaks my heart in so many ways. So, how can this be the most wonderful time of the year? I grew up in a time where we all sang Christmas Carols to the shut-ins, to the nursing homes and take these people food baskets and participate in the Christmas Play at the church. Now, we are so lost at what Christmas is all about. Now, I have not seen any carolers in YEARS! I have not been to a church that had a Christmas play (with real people-not ju...

Happy. Sad. Unforgettable. Amazing. Terrible. These words describe the moments we have. Some are happy or very sad; but they are moments one in the same. No matter what that moment is, it is still a moment. A time in our life that we will cherish and remember forever. Moments make memories. So, make a moment worth remembering. Remember the good moments, let the bad ones help make us a better person.  I write this blog with a very heavy heart. A woman I don't know personally, but are in a family of our own, her soldier-son died this past week while at Basic Training at Fort Benning. He was supposed to go home for Christmas. Last year, my daughter's four year old best friend went home with Jesus as did another friend's two year old daughter; days before Christmas. I know these families are holding onto the moments they had with their loved one. They are holding onto the memories that were created while they still were able to hold onto them, touch them, see them laugh and gi...