Sunday, May 24, 2009
What a great day. It rained last night, so it was quite muggy today. After church we went grocery shopping, our first real shopping for the new house. I cleaned bathrooms yesterday (we have three now ugh!!!) after I cleaned the bathrooms, I painted the floor boards and the quarter round Rob put in after finishing our floors in the bedrooms. I made panini's with my press, for some of the men in my life, they love panini sandwiches. I finished the trim on the floors, and I finished the doors. The creme color (the trim color) in our bedroom is really nice, I really love it. I will have to take pictures. The walls are, it is called Beachnut, it is a really pale tan, reminds me of the sand on the beach, very peaceful. Willie is graduating this Friday, and I graduated on the 12th. My BA in psychology, I am so proud of myself, I thought this day would never come. Of course I don't have my official diploma yet but soon. It was important for me, to show the kids how important an education was, and that you were never too old to go back to school. Most of all I hope they saw that although it took 10 years to complete it, I did, without student loans.....so it was very slow, but I did it. Through all the bouts with cancer, and chemo, and operations I did it. I only wish one thing, and that was that my dad were alive to see it. He always encouraged me to push myself, and he always told me I could do whatever I set my mind too. This ones for you Dad!
Saturday, May 23, 2009
I know, I am fully aware that I haven't blogged lately, but I cannot sit down and write, when I am looking at a house in disarray. At least we have had some family meals, and I have been able to cook again. Last night I made Sheppard's pie, and there was no leaf overs, it was scrapped clean. I usually (never) make it, I don't care for it. Kitchen is working for now, but it is not prefect yet, things will have to be rearranged so that they work perfectly. I have been a bit grouchy lately, the boys don't get it, I cannot work in chaos. I did have yesterday off so I was getting the living room cleaned dusted and some things up in my entertainment center....and I did get Robs tools off of my end tables, which are scratched now (I will not kill him till the house is done). Our room is looking quite nice, we have curtains and I bought some material for our bathroom curtains, and will make them when I find my sewing machine. The living room still needs curtains, and my kitchen, but I got some rugs down..good ole "Ross". I made our usually Saturday breakfast this morning: Eggs, pancakes, sausage. I love Saturday big breakfast, and it was so much better when all the kids were around. Willie graduates this Friday, I am so proud of him, and so happy that all the kids made through at least high school. I am very proud of each and everyone of them. Oh yeah and I am done with school too. As soon as they send my my diploma I will have my BA in psychology....how cool is that. I have to admit traffic has been much better, and our neighborhood is so wonderful.....a lot of dogs, but it is quiet. People are always walking and running at all times, even night time, it is a wonderful place to live. Traffic in the mornings and evenings is so great. It is also on the side of the island where it is really green, and cool evenings (it rains more here). Our outside cat that we adopted from the other house is really happy now too.
Sunday, May 10, 2009
Okay, sorry everyone, but this is just for my mommy, mine, mine mine, and I am not sharing this year with my brothers, because they don't deserve her, just me, I do. My mom is more betah (as they say in Hawaii). She is the bomb. She rocks. She is fantablouso!!!! My mom is my hero. She is like the energizer bunny, she takes a lickin' but keeps on ticking. Everyone in the neighborhood used to like to come over to my house, because she used to bake.......everything, she used to make these homemade cinnamon rolls, and they would smell up the whole house, and when you took a bite they would just melt in your mouth. I could tell you a thousand reasons why she is special, but I won't, she knows how much I love her, she knows how special she is to me, and that is all that really counts. I can tell her anything, she listens to me, like no one can, and she knows me better than anyone, and she still loves me in spite of it. I love you mom, I love you more than homemade cinnamon rolls.