Craziness in a Word

The online Webster Dictionary defines crazy as distracted with desire or excitement or passionately preoccupied. There were more but these two work for my purposes.

It started Valentine's weekend with us receiving some tax refund money. We spend the day in beautiful Savannah buying Jamie shoes, clothes and other stuff, including my new Nike+ with the receiver so I can measure my walking. I have been using it and it is a great tool in aiding my walking. We ate at my favorite restaurant, Cracker Barrel and directly from there we went to Ludowici. My grandfather and my dad and mom were here to visit. We spent the entire weekend hanging out with them. I especially enjoyed Jamie spending time with his great-grandpa. On Tuesday, we went back for a final spend off party, a good old-fashion oyster Roast. Mmm!! It was sad to go as I loved hanging out with everyone and it was a blast.

Here are some pictures of the boys playing in the yard and a few of them in those bushes...

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I wanted to share some pictures of the oyster roast. I took excessive amount of pictures but I shared my favorites. Oh and look for my favorite. It is my dad and grandpa together. I am going to frame it of my mantle.

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On Wednesday, I had dinner with David and Barb at Applebee's and had a wonderful time. My left wrist was hurting but I tried to ignore it. To make a long story short, I ended up in the ER for 6 hours with no idea what was wrong...just a could-be broken diagnosis. I went for my records and discovered I have NOT broken my wrist! It is related to when I broke my wrist in Japan. I spend the entire weekend with moderate pain, a 7 on the pain scale. lol I saw my personal doctor on Monday and was a referral was put in for me to see a specialist. Good news is it is the same practice Jamie goes o for his legs, bad news I still don't know when my appointment is. More interesting news, I am still taking my UOP classes and I refused aid i.e. a break in my school schedule to heal. Not doing that as I received my schedule and was sadden to discovered I had misunderstood them and it won't be until NEXT November (a.k.a. 2010) before I finish.

Tuesday, Pat received a phone call from his parents. They were coming up on Thursday to close on their home. It finally SOLD!!! They asked if they could see Jamie and we agreed. We went further and invited to take them out. It went better than I could imagine. I still was pretty much ignored but they bought Jamie a little tractor, which he played with at the table while we waited for dinner to arrive. They followed us home and they had a bubble blowing lawn mower for him. I received flowers too. It was very nice of them to do this. They stayed for about a hour and left after trying out our Wii (will post about it later) and loading up on some coffee. It was great for Jamie to visit and he did wonderful, Jamie kissed Martha as they were leaving. I hope this is a step forward in mending our family.

So today is Friday and hopefully the end of a very CRAZY two weeks...

Jamie's New Friend

My wonderful son has a new friend. My sister has moved out in to the country. A place where there is fish in the pond you can actually eat and horses roam. At least one horse does and he is Jamie's NEW friend. Montana is his name and carrots are his game as we found out.

The first meeting between Montana and Jamie was a cautious event. I not wanting Jamie to be eaten and Montana not wanting to suffer another child. It went well with a few pats and we off we went.

The second meeting included carrots. Jamie loves giving out carrots and having a bite in between Montana's bites. Jamie would not stay away. Finally, Kate and I had to walk away before he would follow us. He kept waving bye bye and Montana just sucked it up.I do believe the next time we go over Jamie will be running over to see Montana.

I took some pictures of these two days. I tried something new, courtesy of Jess, Smilebox to display my pictures so be patient with me.

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Wonderful Quote For Education

I found the most wonderful quote that I believe describes education.

"Education is a painful continual and difficult work to be done by kindness, by watching , by warning, by precept, and by praise, but above all - by love.

John Ruskin

I have been thinking a great deal about the profession I have chosen to embark in and I can't wait. I realize all the negatives that come with the job, my husband is a teacher but I also know all the wonderful perks I get being a teacher. I am not talking about summers off or nice holiday breaks. I am talking about the ability to show children the love of learning. I see so many children who have lost the love of learning or worse yet have never been shown it. I want to be able to show it to all my students. I realize that I will not be able to reach all the students but I will give my best to ensure all my students have the opportunity to learn.

Missing a Loved One...

I have ben retreating into a shell, hiding in my home as I am trying to heal from a horrific wound. I am realizing that I give too much of myself and in my giving believe that others will give just as much as I do. I had to do the impossible this past week and walked away from my mother. She has decided to go down a path I refuse to follow. Her choices in life have made her into a person I do not recognize. She is consumed with self pity and hate. She refused to live in the present and look forward to the future, instead living in the past and blaming all others for HER problems. I have offered my hand to her so many times I have lost count. I have opened my home, gave her food, my love and still she takes more. Finally the lies are too great, the ugliness too nasty and my heart broke from the strain that she has put on it. It has been a week and I still feel lost.

It is as she died. I know that the mom I knew and loved died a long time ago. I am left with a shell of the woman that resembles my mom. The woman that made dozens and dozens of cookies so her girls could have a reason to eat the frosting. The woman that would make spuds and eggs on school mornings just cause it was my favorite breakfast. The woman that hugged as if I was the most precious gift. She put my clothes in the dryer so facing the cold wasn't so harsh. The person that told me that anything is possible and that I was her moonbeam. The one person who knew me better than I knew myself. She believed that I would find Mr. Right and wouldn't end up as the old maid with 32 cats.

She loved me, faults and all before I loved myself.

I have spend the last several days trying to come to terms with my feelings. Tonight I realize that what I am feeling is the grief that a child feels when a parent passes away. I am a tumble of emotions. All that hurt and I wish she would wrap her arms around me and tell that all would be right with the morning. She isn't though and I am realizing that I rather remember the GOOD days than these last days.

I love you momma...