Daylight Savings Time

I'm still not sure why we do this. Well, I guess it has to do with the farming community.  Anyways we had it last weekend where we had to spring forward.  I could write a kids story about this.   It doesn't matter much when you are single and by yourself.  But when you have kids its an entirely different story.  They don't wake up and go to sleep by the clock.  I guess they do by their own internal clock.   So the hour of sleep that we lose, I really did lose.  But guess what now my kids are sleeping until 7:45 or 8:00.   They were waking up a little before 7 and it was not good for me.  So, this time I'm thankful for the time change.  I'm thankful my kids are getting the sleep they need.  And so happy I have a few extra minutes to write something in this blog.  Because I have been slacking!

Gold Rush

My husband and I have a few shows we like to watch.  Lately we have been getting into a show on the Discovery channel called Gold Rush.  The show follows 3 different mining operations in Alaska.   It is interesting to watch as they encounter a variety of problems in their mining quest.  Personally, I think they make it into a lot of unnecessary drama.  But it certainly makes for an entertaining show.  

Parker is our favorite character.  He just graduated high school and has been a gold miner for a few years.  He has no ambition to go to college, mostly because he is seeing how much his hard work is paying off. 

One of the reasons I like this show is because it gets me thinking about why people mine and what motivates people to do certain things.   I don't think I would ever want to be a miner but I can see how some people would find it exciting and rewarding. 

Seriously?

A few weeks  ago I set a goal to write twice a day on this here blog.  Well, I have failed and I'm failing miserably.  It stinks.  I'm not happy about it. I feel like a failure and really I just feel lame.  What can I do to change this?   I think the biggest problem is that I don't think about it.  It is not part of my daily routine.  I need to figure out a way to incorporate it into my daily life.  I am going to keep working on it.  I'm not giving up...yet.

4 days later - My Seahawks Depression

I like to blame this on my mother.  I'm really way to competitive and care way too much about sports.   When it comes to being competitive I'm not sure who would win, but probably my mom.  She has a little more fight in her.   I did get most of my genes from my dad.



Anyways, Sunday the Seahawks played in the divisional playoff game.  They were on a hot streak!   They are peaking at the right time and all cylinders were on full steam.  So when they started off losing 20 - 0 at half time I was a wreck!  I didn't know what to think or what to do.  If we were at home, I think my house would have been spotless.  (well, maybe not but I can still dream)  Nerves and anxiety were messing with every part of me.   And then it started happening just like it has the last five games.  The Seahawks hit all their cylinders and they were on fire!   A 20 point deficit quickly turned into a one score game.  But with 6:30 left in the game.  I stopped watching.   I couldn't take it anymore. 

Without rehashing too many of the details, the Seahawks were 31 seconds away from the biggest comeback in NFL postseason history.  Instead, we lost.  And I cried and wondered again why I take this stuff so seriously and personally. 

Four days later I'm still having a hard time.  I keep trying to look forward to what the next years of Seahawks will bring.  But I just might have to turn the game off again, I'm not sure I can handle all this stress. 

Dear Russell Wilson

Dear Russell Wilson,

I'm not sure if I should thank you or be mad at you.  Because of you our Seattle Seahawks are now in the playoffs with a VERY good chance of winning it all.  I know, it's hard to believe.  And although I would call myself a sports fan I admit to jumping on the bandwagon now that the Seahawks are winning.  I actually care which is why I am a little upset.  You see, it causes unnecessary anxiety in my life.  I don't need that.  Things just need to be simple and you are not making it simple.  Now I have to think about what we will be doing for the game and then I have to watch the whole game and be completely nervous until the very end.   So please just win these games.

But on to more important matters.  I like to look at the big picture.   I don't know you, at all, except for a little bit I have read.   You seem like a very mature, good guy with great perspective on football and life.  Please, please, please Russell don't ever lose sight of how you got here and what you represent.  Be a great role model to all these kids and adults who now admire you.  Don't let fame or money dictate your life.  If a bigger offer comes around don't make a decision based on money, make a decision that is best for you and your family.  Keep working hard and GO SEAHAWKS!

Les Mis

I'm failing but still trying (at this whole 2 posts a day).  I am just trying to remember one a day, but maybe I will get there soon.   Now on to my Les Mis review.

My husband and I went on a date and decided to see Les Miserables.  Or as my husband says "for those of us who are educated, we call it Les Mis."    

I wasn't sure if he wanted to go but he said he would.  I thought he had seen it before but he told me he had no idea what it was about.  He just heard there was lots of singing.  

I have seen bits and pieces here and there and kind of understood the story line.  But really I had no idea what it was about. 

It didn't take long to realize that this really was a singing movie.  In fact I don't know if there was any real talking.  Every dialogue was quickly turned into a song.  At first, it was a little weird but then it became part of the movie and it was easy to adjust to. 

Both my husband and I LOVED this movie.  In fact I think he LOVED it more than me.  He says it is his favorite movie of all time.  The acting was great and the story was phenomenal.  I think we would both love to see it again. 

Late Friday Night

I'm not sure why I do this almost every week, but I do.  I stay up much later than I should.  It's friday night. I have nothing pressing tomorrow but I also have nothing I need to do right now, except to check my e-mail, check facebook, then check my e-mail one more time and real quick check facebook again.  Before you know it I'm sucked into the computer reading one more really lame thing that I don't have time to read.  I should be in bed, getting some sleep.  Because I don't know what the night will bring.  I might have someone waking me up to give me a hug or someone else just wants me to come in his bed and snuggle with him.

Then I will wake up in the morning, tired because I stayed up too late doing many unproductive things.   Hopefully I can be productive in the morning, but it's a Saturday so I don't have to be. 

Gold Rush

In my attempt to post to writing entries a day, I have failed.

Instead, I wasted time last night watching a show.  I will say it was a little bit of quality time with my husband.  We don't watch a lot of tv so when we do it is always something to talk about.  (on a side note, our shows that we regularly watch are Survivor, Psych and America's Got Talent.  We can only watch these because they are On Demand)  

Because we both needed a little brainless activity, or at least that is what I told myself, I found the show Gold Rush on Demand.   It's a documentary about three groups of men who are gold miners in the wilderness of Alaska.  

It really made me think a lot about these guys and what it is that inspires them, motivates them to mine for gold.  Yes, the money is nice but it's not a guarantee.  And even the money they do get isn't all that much.  I think on the show we watched they were able to get $170,000, but that is split up between at least 10 men.  Plus it doesn't include the cost of just getting to this mining town.  It all seems a little crazy to me.   But I suppose we all do crazy things in pursuit of what we think is the thing that will help us strike it rich.  

Post Christmas Blues

I'm having a hard time right now.  It's December 28th.  Three days after Christmas and I'm feeling really sad.   I think I am suffering from post Christmas Blues.  

With young kids the Christmas season is so much more fun and magical.  There is a lot of build up with advent calendars, Elf on the Shelf, special Christmas outings and decorating for the holidays.  Then just like that Christmas is over.   It's not the same looking at Christmas lights now or listening to Christmas music.  In fact I don't want to listen to any music for a while. 

To make matters worse, this year we have had two post Christmas parties canceled. So what I thought was going to be an extended Christmas (as it usually is for our family) is now done.  Over. In the books.   And the icing on the cake is the main reason for those canceled parties is because of the sick kids that we have.  So Christmas is over, we have sick kids and I don't want to listen to music. 

Thankfully, February will be here soon and we all know that is the greatest month of the year. 

Seattle Reign

We (my husband and I) are big soccer fans.  We enjoy playing, watching and analyzing most soccer events.  For the past few years we have tried to attend most Seattle Sounders games.  This has been so much fun and we have really enjoyed watching the team evolve. 

Recently we heard about the new professional women's soccer team that is coming to Seattle.  It sounds like it is a recipe for disaster.   I only have a few reasons as to why, but I'm sure there are many more.

1.  There is already a women's semi-professional soccer team here.  They have been successful and have already drawn a crowd.  

2. The name is lame.   Seattle Reign.  Yes, it might sound kind of catchy and perfect for this area but it's not.  It has already been used and it was used for a women's basketball team that quickly went under.  It is a recipe for disaster, if you ask me.

3.  Logo - Does this remind you of anything?  I'll give you a hint.  COFFEE!!!  How lame is this? 




I love soccer and  really do want to support this attempt at getting a women's team here, but really?!  I'm just not sure I can do it.   

Christmas Eve Eve

Is there anyone that has everything finished before Christmas Eve?  If there is I want to learn their tricks.  I had grand intentions to do lots of things.  I wanted my christmas shopping done by Thanksgiving.  I wanted Christmas Cards to be done and mailed before Christmas.  I wanted to get plenty of sleep and stay consistent with exercise. 

Instead, we are still shopping for Christmas presents.  Our cards are ready but very few will get them before Christmas.  I'm averaging 6 hours of sleep, that's not straight sleep and my exercise includes going up and down the stairs numerous times throughout the day.  Ok, I will give myself a little bit of credit. I have manged to get to the gym a few times a week but it is not nearly as intense as I would like it.  

So here is hoping for a good night of sleep and for a somewhat stress free Christmas Eve and Christmas Day.  'tis the season!

Countdown

The countdown is almost over.  Two days until Christmas.  The boys are so excited!  They keep asking when it is going to be Christmas. I'm not looking forward to three days from now when I will have to tell them we have to wait an entire year for Christmas to come again.  But until then we are in full Christmas mode.  We have a few more gifts to get but we have lots of fun things to do to help us celebrate.  

Here is hoping we are able to relax and enjoy it all too.

Forever Friend

We often spend time and energy talking about people in our lives we don’t see enough of. Describe a person in your life you are in contact with often. What does he/she mean to you?


I met SJ at my first real teaching job.  I knew she was about my age and that meant we would have a few things in common.  She taught 4th grade and I taught 5th.  But she had already been at the school for a year, so that meant she already had one advantage over me.  In some ways I was a little jealous.  She had it all together.  Her room was organized, the kids loved her, the parents loved her and all the other teachers loved her.  She was someone you just wanted to be around because if nothing else it would rub off on you.

Then I got switched from 5th grade to 4th grade and she was on my "team".  It was one of the best things that happened to me in my short teaching career (before having my own kids).  SJ is one of the most genuine, caring people I know.  She will always be a part of my life because we will both make the effort to stay in touch with each other.  She is now a vice principal so her job is even busier than it was before.   Yet a few weeks will pass and I will get an e-mail from her asking if we can meet up for a walk.  We find a way to make it work.  

As iron sharpens iron, so one man sharpens another.  (it's in the bible, just don't know where right now).

We sharpen each other.  Although I think I get way more from her than she does from me.  

What a blessing she is to me!

Snowflake Lane

Tonight we went to Snowflake Lane.  It's a nightly event put on at Bellevue Square. It's free and it's festive.   We have gone for the past few years.  And although its a little crazy it always reminds me of the magic of this season.  I love watching as a lot of people gather in the same place.  Characters dance around handing out candy cane suckers and taking endless pictures with little kids.  The joy and excitement in these kids' eyes is fun to watch.  What is going on in their little minds?

The show continues as a drum line comes out and plays favorite Christmas songs.  A few minutes into the performance it begins to snow.  It is pretty easy for an adult to see this is not real snow.  But the magic of it, makes the snow real in the eyes of the kids.

I love this season!

Kid swapping

Tonight I watched my friend's three kids.   It was a little chaotic.  They are great kids. It's just when you have 7 kids in your house, of different ages you can't expect much less than chaos.  The kids had fun and that is what really matters.

The best part is on Saturday my friend is going to watch my kids, all four of them.  So hopefully my husband and I will have our own little date.  Because the hardest part of having four kids is finding someone to watch them.  At least finding someone and not having to pay for it.

Spinning into Chaos

I'm not sure what to write about except a little rambling of some things I was feeling today.

I usually get up before the kids, 6 AM at the latest.  Today it was 7:20 when I was woken up.  It put me a little out of sorts but I was ok with it because I knew I could still get in a shower.  Saturday mornings are a little easier to do that.  But then my husband came downstairs and said "I'm going to practice.  I will take the boys."  He was so sweet and thought he was helping me by relieving some of my parenting duties.  Instead I was annoyed.  I missed my shower.  I had two of the four kids to take care of, which actually is harder than all four.  (you would understand if you had that many kids)  

So my whole day seemed a little off balance.  I didn't get much done on my to do list, but then I usually don't.  I looked around my house and felt like my place was just getting more chaotic by the second.  I'm not sure when it will end since we are moving into Christmas and after Christmas it is the New Year and skiing.  Then it is right back to track season. 

And then I try to just embrace this moment of life.  I'm going to miss this when it's gone.  Right?

Sick Days

I am on a quest to have two entries per day on this blog.  Mostly to keep me accountable so I can continue to improve my writing.   Well, I made it a day and a half. 

Then I got sick.   Yes, it's an excuse.   This was the kind of sick that I laid on the couch and I didn't know how I was going to physically make it through the day. I  have four little ones to take care of, one of which is a nursing baby.  I wanted to call my mom, or drive to her house and just sleep there all day while she watched the kids.   But since my husband was working from home I figured I could always call him as a back up.  

I made it through the day, barely.  I put on my rally cap when I had to but then I would find the couch as quickly as I could so that I could rest.   Fortunately, a few nights of sleep seems to have me back on track.

Through all of this I couldn't help but think of those people who are fighting sickness, such as cancer.  They feel like this EVERY SINGLE DAY, ALL DAY LONG.  It is something I can't imagine and hope I will NEVER have to experience.  I am thankful for my health and don't take it for granted. 

Kindergarten & Life

A little over three months ago I held back the tears as I watched my first born enter Kindergarten.  I'm not one to easily cry.  I watched him as he entered his classroom and was now in a new stage of life.  What a wonderful stage of life it is.  He comes home every day excited about what he has learned and eager to tell stories about recess or P.E.  

And today I cried.  I cried for those moms who "let go" of their kindergarteners but who will never be able to hold them again. 

This massive shooting spree in Connecticut, claiming the lives of 20 young kids has me (and most of the world) sick to my stomach.  It is beyond comprehension, beyond understanding and there is no way to begin to process it.

All I know is today when I was a little short or a little impatient I quickly said a prayer of thanks.  Thank you God that I still have all my babies.  Thank you for giving me these babies.   May I always be reminded how blessed I am.

Santa on the Ferry

Yesterday we took a Ferry ride.  On our way back home we were surprised to see Santa in the car behind us.   The bigger surprise happened when Santa came to our car to greet our kids.  They were so excited to see him.  He definitely had his "ho, ho, ho" down pat.  In fact that is mostly what he said the whole time.  The boys quickly told them what they wanted for Christmas.  He gave them each a candy cane and walked away as bells jingled around him.

Fast forward to the next day, today.  We took our family to a Christmas Carnival.  Part of the festivities included a picture with Santa Claus.  It went pretty smoothly even though I feared at least one of my children would not participate.   Surprisingly did they not only participate they also told Santa what they wanted while giving him a high five.   As we were walking away my oldest son said "hey, we saw you on the ferry yesterday."  I was caught off guard and had to quickly respond with a "yes, Santa, don't you remember we saw you on the ferry last night."   Santa, being the wonderful person that he is, said "oh, yes and you might see me somewhere else too."  

I will have to be a little more careful about what I say and how I say it.  These magical moments are just too precious to ruin. 

Knuckles

We have started a new tradition and now a bit of a phenomenon called Elf on the Shelf.  It's really cute!  Part of me is mad at myself for not thinking of something so clever and then making lots of money off of it.  I'll have to put my creative mind to work to think of something else.  

It has been fun to see Knuckles, our elf, appear in different places around our house.  The best part is usually my husband is the one who finds a new spot for it.  So in the morning I also get to go look for Knuckles.  At this point, with our kids being so young, he doesn't hide in very hard places.  He also isn't a very tricky elf or a mischievous one so he is easy to find.  I'm sure over the years Knuckles will be more and more creative with the places he ends up in.

So off to bed and tomorrow morning I will find Knuckles, except I know where he will be already.