VERY RANDOM Facts about Me

1. I love to sleep

2. I could be a hermit crab and never leave the house.

3. I knew about 2 months after dating M I loved him and wanted to marry him

4. I LOVE LOVE LOVE babies

5. I hate the thought of being alone.

6. I hate talking on the phone I would rather text

7. I can keep secrets

8. I always wanted to be an actress

9. I HATE crowds

10. I don’t trust many people

11. I am a hot head

12. I am also VERY emotional

13. I really didn’t picture my life to have been like this but I wouldn’t change it for anything

14. When I find a good friend I would do anything for them

15. I love the feel of fresh sheets on my bed

16. I am an animal lover and wish I could take in all the strays

17. sometimes I do not have a filter on my mouth.

18. I can’t sleep without the noise of a fan

19. I  bite my nails when I am nervous and frustrated

20. I don’t like confrontation

21. When I started dating my husband I was actually dating someone else too.

22. I am terrified of spiders

23.  I have really weird dreams of my teeth falling out

24.  I love my daughter more than life itself

25.  God is amazing and here lately my struggles are testing my faith but I am remaining strong

26. I LOVE being married and we really never fight.

I am not sure what inspired me to do this post just bored I guess but oh well

I went and saw The Hunger Games today and it is AMAZING!  The only thing I didn’t care for is the way she got her mockingjay pin in the movie is not how the book was.

The cast was amazing!  I don’t go to the movies often but usually when I do I always end up by some very rude people.  The girl in front of me kept throwing her hair over the back of her chair onto my legs so I was trying to pull it.  LOL she finally got the hint and quit.  Then this other lady was right next to me with her 5 year old.  Okay who takes a 5 year old to a movie that is about killing other humans to win a game.  Let’s just say he asked way too many questions. 

Well I think I am going to try to get some sleep.  My plans are to bathe my 2 huge  horses, I mean pups.  Wish me luck, they are difficult to do alone but I usually manage.  Only I am just as wet as they are. 

Signing off,

Jeanna Marie

Veterinarian or Vegetarian?

O said the funniest thing the other day and I have way to exhausted when I got home to update.  So on the way home from her soccer practice we were talking about things that she might like instead of soccer.  (she isn’t have too much fun and gets hurt about every practice So needless to say soccer season is over after 4 practices.  Oh well!

I told her that she was really good at art and maybe I could get her some music lessons.  Well she was all about the art and said no way to music lessons.  I am going to work on that one because I want her to be able to read sheet music.  Something I wish I was more interested in when I was younger. 

Anyways I was telling her that we need to figure something out besides soccer and really she wasn’t too sad about it.  Which makes me think she doesn’t really like it.  I told her well maybe if I got u some art lessons maybe you could be the next Vangough, well seeing as though she doesn’t even know what I am talking about I explained he is a famous artist.  She pop off saying I don’t want to be an artist I want to be a “Vegetarian”.  I started laughing so hard.  She was kind of irritated with me and asked “why I was laughing at her?”  I was still giggling when I asked her if she knew what a vegetarian was.  She said yes I want to take care of sick animals.  I knew that is what she meant and I corrected her and she looked at me all confused.  So I told her what a vegetarian was and she said but I like meat.  My child is one crazy kiddo.

I have had a tough week and I am totally pooped.  I miss my husband and have been feeling a bit sorry for myself this week.  Oh well I am only human and I am entitled to have those feeling because I know he misses us too.  But I hate crying when I really don’t know why.  I keep telling myself it will pass, as it always does. 

I did have some great things happen this week and had some very nice compliments that lifted my spirits.  I am happy I am finally in a place where I am surrounded by some pretty good people.  No names will be mentioned but I am sure they know who that are. 

I am finally going to see the Hunger Games tomorrow with my momma.  It will be a nice day a few hours in the dark with no interruption. Then it will be home for the rest of the yard work (got half done today) and some housework.  See this is one reason I hate traveling because I am the one stuck push mowing and weed eating.  Normally I do not mind but I hate doing it alone. 

Her is another funny story.  I HATE SPIDERS.  It is one of my most all time fear.  I was sitting in my flower bed planting some elephant ears bulbs and looked down and there was a HUGE black widow.  No kidding!  I swear until we moved into this house I never saw black widows but maybe every other year.  Last year in one day of cleaning up the yard and moving stuff around, I killed 15.  At first I was like there is no way this must be some other breed of spider but nope I looked it up o the good ole internet.  We must have a breeding ground for them.  That and ants.  I am fixing to become the ant Nazi!  They come back every year and I cannot find the nest. 

Any ways I went up to the in laws tonight to chat a bit and get out and low and behold when I came home there was a huge Copperhead in front of the driveway.  Now if my husband was here he would have left it alone not me.  I turned my car into a weapon and shredded that poor thing.  Yup sure did!  He is a long gone in snake heaven.  I will only kill the poisonous ones and the others I will just ignore. 

If I am already seeing snakes and spiders this early in the year and it is already almost 90 during the day and it isn’t even April yet, I have a bad feeling summer is going to be miserable. 

Well I am signing off

Jeanna Marie

Monday Rambles

Monday is the WORST day! It wasn’t a bad day by any means it is just the start of a workweek.  I was SO glad for O to be back at school but WOWZA was she in a mood this afternoon.  She is such a girl, crying or complaining about EVERY LITTLE THING.  Oh well tomorrow is a new day, and soccer practice. 

Why do I dread soccer every stinking week.  I am such a homebody and would rather just come home and read or go for a walk or just sit down.  Oh the sacrifices we make for our kids.  My mom endured out of town softball tournaments for years with me and never once did she complain.  I love her and hope that I can do the same for my brat.  I just wish she would have picked a sport I actually knew something about.

I am DYING to see The Hunger Games, I hope that I might get to go this weekend but who knows I may just skip town and escape good ole Mountain Home again.  I kind of look forward to being able to leave sometimes, and I don’t really want to come back.  But what can you say “Home is Where the Heart Is”.  I truly believe that statement.  There are days that I hate driving to town more than anything especially with gas prices.  It seems like after paying to gas for two weeks I am not really bringing much home.  But it is so beautiful out in the country and I don’t worry about much. 

I miss my husband as I do every day.  Sometimes it gets me down knowing I don’t have anyone to come home to, well except O but once she is asleep I am all alone.  I am thankful I started this blog because it is sort of a release.  I guess you can call it my imaginary friend.

My mother in law is doing fantastic after having her gall bladder out this past Friday.  She is tough and pretty much back to normal.  So I guess if I end up having to get mine out I will have to suck it up and be tough.  Don’t want to be the baby.  LOL  maybe she can take care of me. 

Prayers for my niece Kelsey, they are trying to figure out what is going on, but so far I am thinking they are not having much luck.  Love you Kels, wish we lived closer I would help take care of you. 

I have been thinking about a weekend away with my husband but I HATE leaving my girl.  I think that for our anniversary we might do something small.  We will be celebrating 9 years of marriage and 10 together.  Yes add it up we were married 1 week before our 1 year anniversary.  No I know what you are thinking and no I was not knocked up!  O wasn’t born till 2005.  He is the most amazing person and I can’t picture being with anyone else.  So I am thinking next year for our 10 year we should do something big.  Maybe fly!  I have never been on a plane and I want to. 

Well I guess I will sign off here and read some more of my book. 

Jeanna Marie

It’s more like See You Later!

So Saturday was a very solemn day, We laid my Uncle Wayne to rest at 60 years and 9 months.  This is the part of growing up that I absolutely HATE. 

He was one amazing man of God and I am very privileged to have had him as my uncle.  He was an amazing husband and one heck of a dad.  

I remember some of the times at his  house when I was young and Brad (his youngest) and I were just a few months apart.  Being the stinker I was when I was little pushed him down the stairs.  Sorry Brad! I always loved going to visit and my parents were very big on making the effort to visit all of the family. That is something I have lost touch of and I  WANT IT BACK.  I am going to make the effort to visit and spend more time with them.  I live in the same town and still only see them maybe twice a year.  Shame on me!

I know he isn’t in pain anymore and he is watching over us and will always.  I know we will all be together again someday walking the streets' of gold!

One thing I will always remember from the service was “It is not Good Bye but See You Later”.  I truly believe that statement.  The other was a question, How Close to God are you right NOW?  Not how close you want to be or how close you use to be but NOW!  That really hit home to me.  Being raised as a Baptist and in a church. I feel like I am harming my child by not taking her. 

I hope that I can find a church where I want to bring my daughter to learn about God and the word. 

I decided that it was a good idea to take my 7 year old with me to the funeral.  I wasn’t sure if it was the right choice and prayed about what to do.  I was probably 14 or so my first one that I remember and I was traumatized and still to this day hate them, as everyone does. 

O did wonderful and could not have asked for a better child, yes she shed many tears for I think this was the first realization that everyone has to pass at some point in life and you have to make a decision where you will be after your last breath. 

I then at the last minute decided I needed to see M so I borrowed some clothes from my momma and stopped at jcpenny and got O an outfit and me some underwear and headed to Alma.  I was very emotional because my cousin Brad Whispered something that broke my sister and I as we were saying our last respects.  He told us that we had our own scare with my mom a few months back and not to take it for granted.  I feel like life is flying and we just don’t slow down to see the really important things. 

It hit home because they caught my moms just in time and I am afraid it they would have waited another week or so we would have lost her.  In that process I realized what was important. I also realized who my true friends were and hate to say I think I lost a few that thought their life was more important than me almost losing my mom. 

I love my family and my extended family of friends.  So I never like to say “Good Bye” but I can manage a “See you later”.

So Uncle Wayne I will see you at the pearly gates and I expect you to be there with a big ole bear hug that you are so good at!

Signing off

Jeanna Marie

Babies, Shots and Marriage!!

I have to tell this funny story about O and my niece D.  So D’s teacher at the preschool pulled me aside and told me that D started crying because O told her “When you get married you have to get a shot".  I just rolled my eyes and figured well I guess I will call my sis and do some damage control to prepare her. 

Well I was too late.  The phone rang and it was her.  She started to say something and I knew exactly what it was.  We both had a really good laugh but I think my poor niece is NEVER getting married or having kids. 

On the way home I asked O why she said that and why do you have to get a shot?  She said well you have to take the baby out of your tummy.  Now she does know that I had a C-section with her and how it worked and I even showed her the scar.  But I told her today that babies don’t always come out that way.  Which in turn opened up a new can! Luckily I easily changed the subject and told her to quit teaching other kids and scaring the poop out of them. 

I am all about being honest about the birds and the bee’s but let’s get real, girls are having sex at like 10 years old, so I wanna keep my child as dumb to that subject as possible.  I called my mom on some advice because let’s face it I am gonna have to ask the doctor for some medicinal help when that time comes.  I have to be honest my drugs are not quit strong enough. 

I never actually remember having “The Talk” with my mom but she said we did.  And I have to say it was a bit awkward even at 30 talking about it.  I am a really open person and usually can talk about anything to anyone.  You ask I will usually not hold back.  My mom said that when I was younger and started riding the bus I came home with a torn out picture out of a playboy.  What the Hell!  She said some kid on the bus stuffed it in my bag and I didn’t see it.  How freaking funny! 

I told her that I AM NOT looking forward to the SEX talk.  I told her dad that he could handle it but I am not sure that is a good idea either.  I already worry about what age should I crush up the birth control in her mashed potatoes.  JUST KIDDING! 

Well I am sure when the time comes I will bite the bullet and answer her questions but for now I am not going that direction.

Signing Off,

Jeanna,

SICKNESS stay away!!!

  So in the past month I have fought a double ear infection, bronchitis and low and behold if the stomach bug didn’t just bring me down even lower.

  I started feeling good and thought it was all past and we were on the mend and feeling great.  Boy was I ever wrong.  I started feeling yuck on Tuesday and by mid morning Wednesday was feeling fine. 

Wednesday night around 11ish It woke me out of a dead sleep.  It was EVERY hour for almost 36 hours straight.  It was both ends, I had no energy to even get my child to school Thursday so my FIL came and got her.  My MIL kept her that night and I didn’t stop puking until about 1sh the next night.  Pure MISERY!

  I am finally getting back to normal where I am actually getting some food in me.  I have to say within the past years I have NEVER had a stomach bug hit me with so much force.  I pray that O does not get it. 

  Any who onto a different subject, I read the first book The Hunger Games it was the best book UNTIL, the second.  OMG I LOVE IT.  I can’t wait till the movie. 

  Well the weekend is almost over which is fine and I ready for another week at work.  I do miss my babies and pray they don’t get sick either. 

  Well hope everyone has a wonderful week on spring break.

Monday ramblings!

Okay so I was so glad that this past weekend was over.  Everyone I talked to said their weekend was crazy too.  So it must have been something in the air.

So first off, I went to my meeting (listen to me it sounds bad that way like fatty Anonymous)  LOL it was my Weight Watchers meeting.  I have to say I was a bit scared this week to get on that scale.  No excuses but there was a little extra snacks this week.  To my surprise I lost another 1.4 lbs, which up to date is 13.75.  I will hit 15 next week I promise!

I am so OVER sickness, there are too many kiddos and babies sick and I don’t like it.  Knock on wood I am healthy and plan to stay that way. 

Today was an AWESOME Monday.  Got lots of cleaning done at work. Saw a good friend lost some weight and came home to my lil sass pants.  My child is such a HOT MESS. 

The first thing she asks me is did you call that number on the back of your ticket so you know where to pay it at.  WHAT A BIG FAT BRAT!!!! I swear she is so much like her father.

My MIL told me I needed to get a wooden block to put under my gas pedal so I can slow down.  Bahaha I wonder if they actually make that.  Hmm maybe I could become a billionaire if I make one. 

Just some random thoughts I am DYING to get back back to Robbinsville, North Carolina.  I t is the most beautiful place ever.  I want to go back so bad. 

Another crazy thing, I have heard so much about the shoes, Toms, well I met Toms brother BOB.  HEHEHE  I hit Rack room shoes and sketchers make a shoe names BOBs, so retard me decided to go ahead and buy them.  yep sure did and I love Bob he is so much better than Tom.   

I am LOVING this weather and I love the windows being open.  I plan on sleeping wonderfully tonight and listening to the crickets.

Had lots of laughs today at work.  We had a conversation today about what we should teach our kids to call there private parts.  I am not ready to venture there at all.  O calls it her private and that is how I grew up.  Any thoughts????? because to be honest I don’t like any of the choices and defiantly no slang!

Any who I am on a Creative streak so I made a new canvas to hang in her room and we tie dyed some of O t-shirts. 

Well O needs me so I better sign off.  Not really anything interesting. 

Jeanna

Movies, Park, Puking and Tickets!

Okay so O’s official birthday was the 7th and we decided this year we were just going to take a couple friends to the movies and a sleepover.

I was such an entertaining day for us.  O was so excited today was the day we got the house decorated and cleaned. I made cupcakes and lots of snacks. 

I got a call around 9 or 10 from my sister and my niece was throwing up.  That’s one down, poor girl I felt so bad for her.  Then about an hour later M started. Oh boy So he didn’t get to go to movies with us.  So then I had to call my friend Brooke and let her know bc I didn’t think she would want A spending the night (I don’t blame her I didn’t even want to come home)  So we meet them at the movies with Kerry, Ella and Jake.  We went to see The Lorax 3D, it was so cute. Afterward Kerry and I took them all to the park, let them run off all the candy and let O open her presents. 

After a bit A said her tummy hurt and she wasn’t feeling well, So we headed home.  We were almost to her house when she just let er rip.  Nothing Like popcorn, coke and a whole bag of Licorice.  HA

Poor A she felt awful! Poor Brooke too she felt awful that she puked in my car, but don’t worry B it was fine.  My child throws up all the time. 

Just keep on reading it gets soooooo much better!!!!!!

While A took a bath, O decided she needed to poop.  Imagine that!  We got so tickled because A was in the tub and O was on the pot.  When O was done the toilet was clogged, Leave it to my child! I tried to plunge it but it was too full so B thought maybe if the took the lid off and pulled the lever up it would help.  “Try it, I am no plumber but what the heck” I said, so that is exactly what she did.  Boy were we wrong.  That made it so much worse, and flooded the bathroom.  The other B saved the day.  We decided to let the kids play outside for a bit.  Then O and I left and went to the carwash to shampoo my seats and go to Wal-Mart, got some dinner and went to my mommas.

We laughed at how eventful the day was and how bad my head hurt so I headed home. 

If things couldn’t get any worse,  I spoke too soon again….

I wasn’t even paying attention and didn’t realize I was going 70 in a 55 till I say the flashing blue lights.  O asked what that was and I told her I was getting pulled over to just be quiet.  She said ohhhh you are in trouble I wonder if you are going to jail.  The Trooper was really nice but things just kept getting worse, I realized my proof on insurance was sitting on the counter where as it should be in my car.  NOT GOOD!  but he was very fair and nice and didn’t give me a ticket for going 15 over but I did get one for no proof of insurance.

By the time I got home I was ready for my Tylenol PM and a stiff drink!  (well I just had a caff free diet coke)  But some Vodka or some good ole Jack would have been nice. 

Well once it kicked in that was it and I was done with that day.  I owe my girl big time.  What a party to remember. 

I am so glad it is over and there is no going back.  Well bring on Monday because I am so over this weekend.  I only get to see M a couple days a month and he has been sick this whole time.  Blahhhhhhhhhhhh

Signing off,

Jeanna

All Dog’s Go to Heaven!

I truly believe this statement whole heartedly!

This weekend we had to say “see you later” to our Chubbs! I say that because I do not like good-byes.  We have had Chubbs for 6 years and poor guy he has had a rough 6 years. 

I swear there aren’t very many people that truly understand when I say my pups are like my kids.  Now don’t get me wrong O comes before anything in this whole world.

Chubbs story:

I remember the day I brought him home.  M was hesitant but what can I say he is a huge push over and is easily persuaded.

My baby sitter at the time told me her friend had 1 more black lab pup.  I got butterflies bc I am a softy for puppies, especially labs.

So I gave her a call and told her I was on my way.  When I got to her house the mother was a chocolate lab and her comes this huge massive FAT black blob.  I knew then he was mine he came pouncing in.  They asked $250 and said he was the runt of the litter, Seriously I said I would have loved to seen the rest.  So of course I loaded his fat butt up into my van and headed home.

We spent the rest of the night trying to figure out what the heck we were going to name this massive beast with HUGE paws.  M said he is so fat and “Chubby” and that is where the name was born.

Poor Chubbs truly lived up to his name.  He just kept growing and growing.  when he was less than a year the problems started, his growing plates in his shoulders were growing too fast and causing him a lot of pain.  There were a few times we had to take him in and gets some pain shots and steroids, which in turn made him grow bigger. 

By the time he was two he had been on so many steroids he already weight 143.  Seriously he was massive.  He was much harder to potty train than Harley and a whole lot lazier.  but in turn he was my dog, and slept in the bedroom with me every night.  When I say let’s go to bed he hobbled in and slept in the foot of our bed. 

Well last Wednesday I let all the dogs (yes 3 crazy huge labs) out to play and he was fine.  After that I noticed that he was throwing up and not eating.  He had been losing weight but it is so hard to tell when u see them everyday.  I then noticed he wasn’t eating and he couldn’t keep water down.  I let him in Friday and he just collapsed in my lap.  I tried to give him his heart guard wormer but he wouldn’t touch it.  I tried food with milk, treats everything, I then knew it was serious.  He NEVER turns down food. 

I feel awful but I could not afford to take him in to the vet bc I have too many bills and no left over money.  So I made the decision to let nature run it’s course.  All day Saturday I tried to make him comfortable and tried getting fluids in him with a dropper but it just wasn’t working.  M was done working at like 4ish and I asked him to come home for the night bc I didn’t think he was going to make it and needed help burying him.  He was not breathing good, O and I were bawling like babies and I begged him just to give up. 

He is such a fighter.  He started losing all control over his bodily functions but M was almost home.  My mother in law and Aunt K came down to sit with me bc I was a mess.  We kept saying that he was waiting for M to come home. 

We were so right M got home and he rolled over on his side, ALL of us were a wreck and he finally took his last breath.  It was so hard I was sobbing like a HUGE baby.  But he is not in pain any more.

M’s mom taught O a big lesson “DOG” spelled backwards is “GOD”. 

Dog’s truly are a mans BEST friend. I am still in denial today that he is really gone.   

Here are a few pics of my boy, you will truly be missed and “See you Later Big Guy”!

He wasn’t quite a year here

so sweet

Here is my boy the very last night he was with us.  I was trying to bribe him with a treat but it did no good. 

RIP Chubber Bubs mamma misses you tons. I will never forget you. 

Hope everyone has a great week.  It is a busy one for me, O has soccer practice and I have doctor appointments, WW meeting and family night and My big girl turn’s 7 and her sleepover is next weekend.

Signing off

Jeanna

I Love my Boring Life!

I look forward to my weekends every week (as does everyone).  But We have such a simple boring life and I absolutely love it.

My daily routine consists of:

5:10 my alarm the most annoying sound in the world goes of the first time.

5:19 it usually goes off again.  Ugh I roll out of bed and get in the shower.

5:30 (yes I take short showers bc I am usually rushing bc I hit the snooze) lay my clothes out and drag O out of bed and guide her to the bathroom.

5:40 I am dressed and O is still on the toilet waiting for someone to wipe her butt. (she will still ask at 16) UGH and sometimes she actually falls back asleep

5:45 I am wresting her to get dressed I finally give up and do it myself while she complains.

5:55 I am brushing her rats nest hair and yelling at her to brush her teeth. 

6:00 make her feed the cats get her some breakfast to eat on the bus and she waits at the door for the bus

6:10-6:20 sometime between their the bus comes and I am packing my lunch and she yells goodbye as she runs to the bus

6:20- 6:30 Ahhh peace and quiet so nice scarf a bagel or some scrambled eggs down and hit the road

7:00 I arrive at work and rest my eyes till B or K unlock the door

7:30 my babies start to arrive

7:30-9:00 I am feeding babies breakfast as the arrive

9:00-12:00 try to survive 12 babies LOL In between change several dirty diapers, clean up puke, some more poop, some more puke, some snacks, some bottles and puke and poop.  hehe

12:00- 2:00 the older ones nap and today B and I got 6 out of 9 asleep at the same time.  GO US WE ROCK  that only lasted about 7 minutes and the ones that went to sleep first started waking up

I am off most days by 3:00 I go home and rest my eyes till O get off the bus.

5:00 dinner and some reading homework and then the fights begin. 

7:00 shower for O and then call daddy and talk to him on the phone or sometimes we video chat

7:45 –8:00 bedtime begins for O yes anytime after that we call the Witching Hour because her horns come out LOL

8:00 –9:00 I am usually on the computer and talking to M on the phone (of course he is on speaker bc I can’t really type holding the phone)

He usually gets on to me bc I sometimes drift off onto a blogger world while I am stalking other blogs.  But even though his body isn’t here I still feel like he is with me listening to him on the other end.

YES IT IS DUMB!

So that is how my day goes and the next day I do the same EXACT routine. 

I do not like change and when I get off of this routine it makes the rest of the day feel weird and I never get caught up.

 

On another note I was so excited bc M was suppose to come home or so we thought but they ran into some equipment trouble today and won’t be home till next Thursday.  He has to make a quick trip Monday to Robbinsville, North Carolina. (maybe I will retire there someday) SOOOO pretty!

Well I have full weekend of cleaning to get ready for O birthday slumber party next weekend. 

Funny thing before I sign off O (my soon to be 7 yr old) asked me if we had TV’s when I was a kid.  Seriously my jaw dropped open. I told her yes and she said did it have color.  BRAT I told her I am not that old geez I just turned 30 and feel  like I graduated yesterday.  I wish I still had that body too.

Happy Weekend everyone!