Okay, I just did something. All females, make note. "I" just obliterated a spider with my sock-covered foot. You too can do this, lol. I'm not sure what kind of spider it was, and at first I was all like "Oh snap, it's a spider!" But I was just finishing my delivery of chocolate milk to my two little angels and it was NOT about to crawl past me and bite one of them. I'm bigger than it, and it just felt every bit of this big girl. Feel empowered female folk, even small win is still a win. ;) #When Oh Snap Meets Oh Splat
"Vote your conscience." "Vote your convictions." "Vote." I'm 'bout to bust out with a mind bomb... wait for it, wait for it... How about "Live FREE"? It's a completely new concept for the majority of Americans. While voting, yes, we should vote our conscience, but we should also vote to Live FREE. We've been so conditioned to think that there are only two ways to vote, Democrat or Republican. There are other options though. Perhaps I should have taken the time to blog, and write, and promote, but I didn't. I'm coming to you all the day of the election and saying, "Live FREE. Vote Johnson." If we can secure 5% of the vote we will change the system into a three party system. Today, we can make a difference. We can walk away knowing that while our voices may not be the loudest, they'll be heard. If anyone hassles you about being a Christian and voting Libertarian, tell them 1- Christ never demanded that people follow Him. He gave them the 'choice' to follow or not follow. 2- Romney is a Mormon! You're voting to bring God back into the White House? Yeah. And I'm bringing sexy back in these size 16 jeans, lol. ;) Seriously, no matter which candidate you're voting for, go vote today. You matter. Your vote matters. #LiveFREE
Today, I added the "Pin It" button in Google Chrome. =D I promise, I can't smile big enough to express how happy this makes me! I'm a "little" obsessed. I'm also pretty motivated to go through all of my bookmarks and organize them onto my Pinterest boards. (I'm already at 20!) I always feel so accomplished after I've been pinning. =) It is as though I've done something significant, when, in truth, I really haven't. But alas, pinning makes me happy, and so, I shall pin. =)
"Whatcha been doin'?" "Ah, nothing much. Just pinning."
As I sit here I feel as though I'm back in high school and am working on an essay. Said essay should be composed of eloquent lines, informative tidbits, and perhaps some suggestive language. Well, while all of that offers some appeal, let's get real. lol I don't blog to tell you what my 9th grade English teacher would want to hear, I blog to tell you "how it is". ;) And this, my darling dears, is how it is...
I enjoy baking because it's a form of channeling. All the aggression that I "may" have within me flows out through a channel of deliberate motions. Lifting, mixing, stirring, beating... I mean, come on! the more I type of what I'm doing the more energized and pumped I am to just wreak havoc on some unsuspecting ball of cookie dough. When I walk into the kitchen, it's like walking into the Roman Coliseum. All the time spent gathering the ingredients, the mixing, the adjusting and tweaking, to roll that little lump of dough into a perfectly round ball, just to smash it! Add in candy, re-roll into ball, bake for "exactly" nine minutes, and shower family with love via cookies. =) I enjoy baking because, underneath it all, I'm a gladiator. A gladiator that likes baking cookies. ;)
Ever feel like ranting? Ever feel like that ONE ovary you have left has made you a better, more experienced (than others at least, lol), aggressive driver? Been told that you could possibly be synonymous with a viper? Yeah?!?! Well, "I" have no idea what THAT feels like. *Says last sentence casually, innocently, after saying the first four sentences with all the passion, fervor, and persuasiveness she can muster.* Okay, okay. I 'might' know a 'little' bit about all that. =) But really people, all "I" wanted was to go to WalMart and get my own lil supplies and make (apparently) the same recipe from Pinterest that all YOU other folks are making too. I hate to admit it, but upon leaving the Semmes WalMart, I called all the females in Semmes... *looks around to make sure no one is looking or listening* hussies. Yes. I. Did. Oh, no YOU didn't! Yes, I stinkin' did. And, truth be told, while I sat at the red light, I thought of all the times I could've said something along with my friend Kol, and didn't, and, for one moment, that ole ovary of mine had me thinking all sorts of crazy. I pure wanted to come home, splash, whack-a-fool, and post on Fb to all those other Semmes "ppl" that YOU all took my ingredients. And, yes, I was considering calling them hussies. I'm telling you, Pinterest is about to get some folks hurt up in "hur". ;)
Ha! =D I totally signed on to at least get a post title in place for easy editing on a later date. But then... I got lost on my own site!!! lol And I was tickled so much by this fact that I decided to blog this. Crazy how things like that can happen. =) It was also a sign to me that I have not been on here in awhile. Daydreaming posts and mentally cataloging ideas for this site are NOT the same as working on it. I've made note. So, here's to hoping I buckle down and get this going. Why? Because I have oh! so much to share with you all from homeschool info, a craft from May (yes, May!), ribbon topiaries I'm working on, to my VLOG idea. lol Yes, I want to vlog now too. So, you see, I MUST begin to designate a part of my day to my online ventures. Facebook, look out, you're about to be put in your place by Yours Truly. lol I will still have to log in on Fb though, otherwise... people may think that I'm *eek* dead. ;)
The hubby and I were recently in the city. After running a few obligatory errands I suggested that we go by Lowe's. lol You would have thought I asked to go to Buckingham Palace based off the hubby's reaction. He was all like, "We've got three kids with us!" lol Me, "I know. But they're 'always' with us. They're ours. I mean, that's how we roll. Five deep, like gangstas." ;) LOL
Since my surgery I've been staying with my family in the "trailerhood" (as Chrissy likes to call it). One day Mandy (who's my cousin) and I were talking. There were things about our grandfather's passing that I didn't know and some of those things were related to hereditary issues and others were from outside influences (like the environment and tobacco usage). The more we talked the more I began to worry about my own dad (who likes to dip snuff) and my aunt, Mandy's mom, who smokes.
Well, later in the day when my aunt made it home from work I said, "Aunt Shirley, do you 'like' to smoke? I'm a little concerned about it." She laughed and said, "Honey, I smoke, I drink, I..." This is where I interrupted and said, "Oh! I forgot she drank!" Mandy busted out laughing. Aunt Shirley proceeded to tell me that she may be in even better shape than me. "You just got cut in half," she said. I responded, "Yeah, but mine is more of a magic trick." ;) lol
Ah, I guess what's most important overall is that we enjoy the time that we have with one another. And even though we were all talking about serious subject matter, it was really wonderful to be able to laugh about it. =) I'm a very blessed person.
I've been suffering for months with pain in my lower abdomen and in my 'womanly' parts. Some of the issues were related to my previous c-sections (I've had three) and the other issues were due to my right ovary transforming itself into a cyst factory. There were concerns about the cysts and what they could potentially turn into. I refuse to use the "C" word, but it was on the minds of those who love me most and a concern to my doctor. I was a little more than hesitant (as I always am when dealing with medicine and medical procedures, particularly invasive ones), but I consented in the end to proceed. My doctor scheduled me for an abdominal hysterectomy with the understanding that everything would be removed with the exception of my left ovary, should it be found in good shape. Abdominal hysterectomies are far more invasive than other hysterectomies, but it was necessary so that my doctor could see exactly what we were dealing with.
I found myself forgoing sleep the night before my operation. I stayed up all night, finished some cleaning chores, painted my nails, and giggled the night away with my friend Chrissy. She was staying with my little ones while I had the operation. My MeMaw, "duke", and pastor were all going to be with me at the hospital. MeMaw and I sat out that morning heading to the hospital in great spirits. =) We giggled there and even after they called me to the back.
They say that the meds are so good that you won't even remember the time you spend in "Recovery" following the initial procedure. Your time there is usually two hours. I REMEMBER my time there. I remember shouting, "I hurt." As it turns out, my shout was nothing more than a mere whisper. My husband informed me of this a few days later when I was giving my account of the events. I have never hurt so bad my entire life. I do believe the worst part was the damage done to my throat from the tube that was placed in it during surgery... I hurt for several days in my throat. =(
I have lots of opinions and suggestions to offer in regard to both my procedure and the care at the hospital after that. I'll be saving those for a later time though. I can say that my family was there and super supportive. My appreciation for them is greater than I feel I can show or return. But, I shall try to nonetheless.
Now, I did say earlier in this post that I like to try and make the best of things, so humor does prevail. My dad called the hospital to check on me. This is how our conversation went:
Daddy- "How you feeling?"
Me- "Like someone cut me in half."
Daddy- (Laughs) "They kind of did."
Me- (Laughs as well) And they didn't even give me a baby this time."
Daddy- (Laughs some more.)
For awhile now I've had an idea in mind that I really wanted to do with our family. I want to teach our kids about being purposeful. As a Christian I believe that it is imperative that we are good stewards of all that God has entrusted us with. That being said, recycling*reusing*re-purposing, should be part of our everyday lives. Maybe, I'm certain, these things are already in practice in your homes. We already do some of these things as well, but I want to take it up a notch. I want it to not only encompass the typical three Rs, but also serve as launch area for other important tasks such as the collecting of grocery store saver stamps (our church collects these and uses them to purchase turkeys for needy families during the holidays), Box Tops, Labels for Education, and soda pop tabs, just to name a few.
One of the issues I've been trying to work out is where to set up our Purposeful Station. I've been thinking the most obvious place would be the utility room, and sadly, since our fishies all recently passed away, a spot has become open there. Now that the place has been determined I only need to buy a few shelves, containers, and make a few labels and our Purposeful Station will be set up and ready to use.
I'll add a section on the site soon for this project and will post here (in Everyday Daisy) where exactly it can be found. Details, pictures, and suggestions will all be there. I hope that this project inspires you and yours as well. =)