Friday, August 19, 2011

There I go again.

Whoops. Forgot to blog again. Sorry! (not that anyone is probably reading this.. oh well)

So, yesterday was Mr. T's first day of preschool. We found a school that was 5 days a week that was affordable (half days). Huzzah! We're going to St. Michael's School (an episcopal church). I love his teachers and so does Mr. T. He had so much fun, that he didn't want to leave!! I think he's making friends and it's going to be just great for him. He's never been in school, my MIL has just watched him. The socialization will do him wonders and I'm so excited for him!!

The DH was able to get home early tonight AND he was in a good mood! Should I pinch myself? lol. We went out to eat at Cheddar's and it was so nice to be out with the family and Mr. T actually ate some of what we ordered for him! My picky eater is slowly trying new things and I love it.

So, there's my mini update.

On the yarn front... I worked on my Annis shawl and am almost through the first chart! Yay! Also started a scarf with the chunky yarn that I bought at Magpie's sale. It's a thick/thin cotton yarn in yellow and gray. I'm using a size 10 needle and doing a seed stitch. It'll give it a lovely texture. =) Ok. Now I'm done.

Cya later!

Friday, August 12, 2011

Holy heck Friday

This day has been packed full of stuff. And of course, I decide to post at Mr. T's bedtime. So here's your quickie review...

Went to check out Mr. T's possible new school this morning (St. Michael's) and LOVED it. Mr. T did NOT want to leave and was moping about all day because of it.

Went to park, fed ducks, went down slides to cheer up the boy.

Went to Arby's for lunch (eating chicken tenders is new and different for the boy), then home for naptime. Argument in naptime resulted in many toys being "thrown in the trash."

Went to pool for a few hours since this may be the last good day to go swimming before they close.

I am.. exhausted. On the boy's front... he has been good since naptime so he gets ONE of the toys back (from the mean trashcan).

Ok ... bedtime. Peace out!

Thursday, August 11, 2011


It's oh-my-god-what-am-I-doing-awake in the morning and I'm getting ready to go to work. I failed to post yesterday (bad Heather!), so I thought I'd do a quickie this morning. hehe.

On Tuesday night, DH and I were browsing preschools for our son, Mr. T. We actually found one that was a reasonable price! It is affiliated with an episcopal church. My friend, Joy, was married there and her parents are members. If I were going to go to church (I don't), then this would be it. The atmosphere is open and accepting. No sneaky little hate doctrines sneaking into my little boy. I'm against any form of discrimination and that includes sexual orientation. To me, love is love. Period. Anywho, (stepping off the box) I called the school yesterday morning and they have openings! HOORAH! So I should be getting an application in the mail this afternoon. I'm going tomorrow to visit the school with Mr. T and my MIL. I'm so excited!

The school runs 5 days a week from 9 - 12 and I think it is just the starting board that Mr. T needs before going off to kindergarden. He is super excited about it and kept asking last night if he could go to school. If only he can keep that enthusiasm! lol

Well... it's 6 and I guess I'll get up and haul my tired butt off to work. *grumble, moan*

Tuesday, August 9, 2011

You can do eet!

So... I realize that I need to be a little more active on my blog. It has been way too long since I last updated and I'm going to try to be a little better about that. In addition, there have been some crazy on-goings in my life and it would maybe be a bit therapeutic if I was able to vent feelings here.

SO.... Hi, everyone!!!

Today was a decent day. I was exhausted this morning because my four year old decided that it would be a great idea to wake up at 1:30am and again at 3:30am, and then to jibber jabber in his room around 4:00am. I have to get up for work at 5:15am. I was NOT a happy camper. Starbies is my life saver. And I work 10 hour days, so the day always seem SO LONG. But, I came home and had Mr. T paint a picture for my Nanny (will discuss her more later). While he was working on that, I tried to start organizing the garage a bit. It is a MESS and I have to get the things from Nanny's in there, too.

In the yarn arena, I ordered my Yarn Hoar bag last night and will be so pleased to get that soon. It will have Yarn Hoar on one side and Mourghana (my ravelry name) on the other. I've been working on my second legwarmer during lunch and I'm close to finishing! They should be ready to go for the cooler weather. I'll post pictures when I finish. I've been working on a baby girl sweater at nights, on the couch with my DH. No real recipient in mind and no set finish date. If I finish early enough, it may go to my friend, Joy, who is having a little girl in September.

DH let me sleep for a few hours when he came home from work and I'm just now finishing up my dinner (fried chicken salad). All in all, it was a decent day.

The reason for my need to blog: my Nanny is 87 years old and is dealing with Alzheimer's. It is a terrible, awful disease with no cure. She has been the one solid and loving force in my life. When my mother decided to have her second childhood when I was 13 years old, Nanny was the one who took care of me. We argued, we fought... but I never EVER doubted that she loved me and that she always put me first. She helped me pay for college and I love her more than I can even express.

A few weeks ago, my aunt who lives in Florida made an executive decision to move my Nanny to Florida for an extended care facility... without telling anyone and in the middle of the night. Last night was the first time I talked to her, the first time I heard anything about what was happening to my Nanny. It's been heart breaking and maddening. She has always been there for me and in the middle of the night, without any chance of saying farewell with hugs and kisses, she was taken from us. It isn't exactly like I can just drive over there on Friday afternoon to visit. I try not to do it, but I think about her all the time and it makes me sad and frustrated that the situation is making me helpless.

So... when I say I had a good day... it is progress.