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My dream...

.. is to one day be the person that makes cupcakes for Johnny Cupcakes.. http://shop.johnnycupcakes.com/story/

Glad Game..

SO! I'm now officially on High Blood pressure meds. Yay! I think? Sort of?
I've had high BP for 4 years but the Dr has always said it's high.. but not high enough for meds so we need to watch it.. So, when I lost 30lbs at the beginning of this year, I was excited to see what my new BP would be. I was disappointed to see that it hadn't gone down at all. What does my Dr say? Diet. (What do you think I did to lose 30 lbs??)
6 months go by and then I have 2 really scary days. Dizziness, light headed, headaches, heart palpitations and at the end of the second day I said, enough is enough! I took my BP and it was really high. I went and saw my Dr and he put me on meds. Which I thought is what I wanted.. so I can relax a little and not always think about having a stroke at 25.. or feel like my heart is beating way to fast.. and not feel so TIRED all the time..
The first 3 days of the meds were horrible while my body got used to working at a slower pace. I was even more dizzy than before and WAY more tired! But I've started taking them at night and going into week two I think I'm feeling pretty good about the pills. And best of all they aren't permanent! If I ever feel like I don't want or need the pills anymore, I can toss 'em out! Which is awesome!
On that note, I thought I would copy my cousin and play the Glad Game. =)

I'm glad I have 2 healthy little girls. I'm glad I have a roof over my head. I'm glad I have an amazing husband that I'm still very much in love with. I'm glad I have my Dog. I'm glad I have parents that raised me to the very best of their ability and instilled in me the values that I want to pass along to my own kids. I'm glad I have a job. I'm glad Kai has a job. I'm glad there's always enough food on the table. I'm glad we have money to pay the bills. I'm glad Alexis goes to a good school. I'm glad Alexis loves to read. I'm glad Keira is finally potty trained. I'm glad I have friends I can call whenever I need them. I'm glad we have two working cars. I'm glad I have a big extended family that has fun when we get together. I'm glad we have the best Holidays around our house. I'm glad I get along with my mother in law and genuinely enjoy being with her. I'm glad Kai loves my family. And for some shallow ones.. I'm glad I discovered Mac make up this year. I'm glad I have an extensive library in my bedroom. I'm glad my favorite shows record for me to watch alone at at night. I'm glad my heart is going to be healthy again. =)

Hellllooooo Blog!

Now that I've deleted my Facebook page.. *gasp!* I think I will probably be blogging much more. Yay! Well, I do need SOME kind of outlet!
Update: I'm working 32 hours a week at night and it seems like the perfect amount. If I worked just one hour longer I might go crazy.. but it helps with the bills and I enjoy my coworkers. I'm thinking of taking classes but I'm just not sure how with my work schedule.. I know I want to cook again though. And I have a wonderful new friend! My neighbor Salina lives on the corner, is my age with 3 girls almost exactly the same age as mine plus a ten year old. She's so much like me and her husband is really nice and we share the same family upbringings and values, it's been so great!
Kai is still with the city.. although they continue to make him NOT want to work there. But I love that he's single handedly trying to make it a better work place. He brought in some other unions to give speeches and they picked a new one, he has a zero tolerance for "shit talking" and tries to divert it, and he's been trying to schedule poker nights/family BBQs etc and convincing everyone to come and get closer together and bond. We shall see! He's pretty amazing!
Alexis continues to excel in school. I mean this kid is amazing! I put her homework packet in front of her and she's done without a question in ten minutes.. for the whole weeks wort of homework... She reads books at at least a 3rd grade reading level. I'm so proud of her. School is really her thing.
Keira is.. well Keira.. Some days she's just so sweet and funny and cuddly and others.. she's soooo TWO! (even though she's three..) She can't wait to start Preschool, anything to be like Alexis, her hero. <3
And then Harley.. yup.. Harleys big.. that's pretty much it.. =)

There's a fine line between being honest with your kids and wondering if you told them too much...

A quick run down- My friend and I decided to rent a spot at the Flea Market to sell cupcakes and other baked goods. Then I got an idea to donate some of the proceeds to a local boy that needs a heart transplant. (He's 5 yrs old.) His website is here: www.saveabrokenheart.com

SO. Alexis has been curious what all the fuss is about at home while we're getting ready for the bake sale. On the way to the Dixon May Fair yesterday we stopped and got bracelets that say Aaron has captured our <3's and we decided to carefully fill her in. We explained that there's a little boy that's heart doesn't work like it should and that if someone dies accidentally, like in a car crash, that they can take that persons heart and give it to someone living that needs a new one.
Sounds a little deep for a 6 year old conversation, but you have to know Alexis to know that she got it. She asked a couple questions about the little boy but then seemed OK.
So, today when I'm drawing up signs for the sale she asks if she can watch. She sits quietly and then says.. "Mom... I don't want to donate my heart." I -of course- gasp and tell her that SHE doesn't have to. She says,"No... I mean when I die..." So I told her, "Well... that's your decision.. When you die your body is just a shell and your soul leaves it and you don't need your organs anymore..." *This is the exact spot in the conversation that I knew I was in over my head. She says, "So, my Grandma that just died.. doesn't have her heart anymore??" Me- "Umm... well... uhh... Oy." I think I overstepped the whole "being honest with your kids" thing. :(

probably...

wouldn't kill so many houseplants if they could scream for food and water the way my kids do…

Hindsight is 20/20

I had a little run in at work today with a drunk girl. Around my age and sporting a string bikini... and nothing else. The story would be better if I could say she shouldn't have been wearing this bikini but the thing looked like it was made for her 110lb tan and super fit body. She was a total knockout and maybe that made her more intimidating? I dunno, I guess I'm just justifying.
She threw money at my coworker and pointed to the gas pump and never took her eyes off her blackberry while her fingers were texting a mile a minute. He had to watch her walk out to her car to see what pump she was on. 5 minutes later she comes back in and exclaims that he stopped the pump at $8.00. He calmly tells her that that's all she gave him. She explodes and insists she gave him a twenty. Blah blah blah, I made him count down his cash register and I pulled up her picture on the security camera and showed her a clip of her obviously handing him more than one bill. She then changes her story to "I gave him a twenty and some ones.." Long story short- I left ten minutes after she did (clutching a piece of paper with my name and boss's phone number to complain to.) and I've been looking back on the situation all night wishing I had handled it differently. I should have called the cops and had her spoiled butt arrested for drunk driving. I should have stood up and talked to her with more authority. I should have taken a deep breath and made my hands stop shaking the whole time I was trying to resolve the situation.
Last week I had to confront 3 teenage boys for stuffing their pockets with candy. I was the only one in the store and they were totally oblivious to me watching the security cameras the whole time. They came to my register and I had to tell them to empty their pockets. I had 'em. Red handed. They were young. Innocent looking and timid. Why was my heart racing and voice shaking??
I daydream about standing up to rude customers or thieving kids. In the "dreams" my voice is clear. My hands don't shake. My cheeks don't burn bright red. I convince myself that the next time will be no big deal. That I will be calm and stern and full of authority. WHY doesn't it ever happen that way? I know exactly what I want and yet.. I can't seem to obtain it. I'm left with this hindsight and regret and daydreams of what could have been.

Just my experience...

Stacy's Easter Egg coloring tips 2010- Mr Cleans Magic Eraser gets dye off countertops! Apple Cider Vinegar works in lieu of reg Vinegar in dye if you don't have reg vinegar. Use Q-tips and dob dye on eggs to Tie Dye. Using brown eggs vs white makes pretty eggs. The Glitter Egg dye kit is ridiculously messy. Stickers don't stick well to eggs. And the white crayon thing? never works as well as the pictures make it look.