That’s my Guy!

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I tease my husband a lot about being a geek. He was a computer geek before, well, before anyone knew what a computer geek was! Sometime between Sunday night and Monday morning my computer crashed. I mean major! It was so crashed it couldn’t even boot up enough to tell us it had crashed. I am thinking that all my stuff is gone, e-mail, files, pictures, bookmarks, everything. So PIC determines that my hard drive has gone bad, very, very, bad. That means a new computer right? Something we cannot afford, so that would mean no computer. AAAAA….that is what keep me sane! PIC calmly explains that “no, it doesn’t mean a new computer, it means a new hard drive, and those are about 80$”. Whew, we can swing 80$. So he proceeds to order us a new hard drive and had it second day aired to us. That is all well, and good, but what about my stuff? My pictures? My e-mail? My files? I didn’t want to say anything to him, I figured that there wasn’t anything that could be done, and I didn’t want to frustrate him. I would just have to start over with everything. He came home that night with a nifty little gadget, call an “external USB port” …I seriously know what that is, I really do, I swear! He pulls out my sad broken little hard drive and pops it into his nifty gadget. Viola….it is getting my stuff. My files, pictures, e-mail…all that! Yesterday the new hard drive came, PIC spent the evening installing the new hard drive and setting everything up, he even installed Vista. He also restored all my files, e-mails, and pictures! WOOHOO!! I LOVE my little computer geek boy! YAY!!!

Creative Soultions

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My PIC is a smart, smart man. Sometime I forget that, especially when it comes to the kids. Friday is cleaning day around here, and everybody is expected to pitch in. It involves more than your basic picking up and making your bed. We dust, vacuum, change sheets, wash window seals, light switches, clean bathrooms, scrub toilets and tubs. My two oldest punks are in charge of their room and the basement, and any other jobs I need help with, but mainly their bedroom. Yesterday they basically fought and bickered the whole time. Punk #2 kept telling me she was finished, and when I would check, she was anything but finished! Punk #1 suddenly forgot how to make a bed, and couldn’t work with her little sister in the same room. ARGH!!! After fighting with them from 4:00 to about 10:00 I gave up and sent them to bed, with the promise it would be done in the morning. Well the morning came, and so did the bickering. I was at my wits end! I was laying in bed (trying to sleep in a little) and I could hear them in their basement bedroom fighting. Well PIC came up with a plan. He called the girls upstairs and found his duct tape. He taped them together! One arm and one leg, and told them that when the bedroom was clean and they stopped fighting they would be let loose. I thought he was a little nutty, I figured that they would fight even worse! It only took about 2 minutes, and they were laughing! Laughing! They were giggling and laughing trying to figure out how to walk down the stairs together. They went to their room and cleaning it in about 20 minuets, laughing and talking the whole time. I was surprised. Very, very surprised. My man is a smarty pants!

What Kind of Woman part II

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I think I need to comment on my “What kind of Woman” post. PIC said I sounded really overwhelmed. I didn’t mean to sound that way. I think I am doing great as a mom and wife. I do think there is always room for improvement and betterment. We need to always be looking for the small little things we can do to make ourselves better. It can be overwhelming when you look at EVERYTHING you need to do to be “better” and that just creates discouragement, and that is never good. I think we need to do things a little at a time. On days when the kids are fighting, dinner is burning, I have a headache, and PIC will be walking in the door any minute I try to find one little thing to make life calmer. I turn the TV off, or try to get the kids busy doing something, I might call PIC and ask him to bring dinner home, or bribe the kids with something if they will just be quiet! My house still isn’t perfect, but I have done something, one little thing to make like easier, I don’t let myself worry about all that isn’t perfect, I take comfort in the one good, clam thing going on, and congratulate myself on making the house a little better at that moment.

I am a big believer in looking at the good things you are doing. This last week I have been thinking a lot about where we have been and where I would like us to go. Compared to where my family was 6 months ago, we are doing wonderfully! I won’t get into any details, but 6 months ago we were falling apart in many, many ways. It took some tough love, many prayers and a lot of fasting and the Lord has directed us, and blessed us in so many different ways! Our family is so strong, and there is so much more love here now. We are doing great! Now, are there things we could do better, of course, there are many. Am I going to dismiss all the good because of the things we aren’t doing? No, that is never helpful, and I don’t think the Lord wants us to work that way. I like to take things in small steps, and ask the question “what is one thing I can do this month to help me become a better person?” sometime I do it, sometimes I don’t, and sometimes it take a lot longer than a month to actually get around to doing what I would like to be doing. As long as improvements are being made, I am headed in the right direction.

What kind of Woman

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What kind of woman do I want to be? I do a lot of blog surfing. I read a lot of Conservative Christian blogs, and these women fascinate me. Some are a lot like me, pretty typical mommy type, some home school, some wear skirts, some grow their hair, some wear skirts to their ankles and long sleeves, some wear the whole dress thing and cover their heads to pray, and some wear the head coverings all the time. There is one blog written by a lady who is trying to live completely off the land, she makes her own butter, cheese and yogurt all from the cow she milks twice day, she even makes her own lard. They all have big families and view their husbands as the head of the house. Reading these have made me think a lot about what kind of woman I am, and what I want to be. A lot about their life style sounds wonderfully right. I love how dedicated they are to their homes, children and husbands. They are homemakers and they revel in their homemaking. I am deeply impressed that they are willing to push aside the fashions of today, the pretty clothes and jewelry, to wear dowdy skirts, grow their hair long and wear scarves or prayer caps all day. I admire their dedication to their beliefs. I wonder if I am that dedicated. Now, I am not going to be dressing in skirts, growing out my hair and wearing head coverings, my religion doesn’t dictate that, but what am I willing to do? Maybe I shouldn’t be so worried about my looks, my clothes, my hair and make-up, my jewelry. I could be more dedicated to my kids. I could make my home more inviting. I could be more submissive to my husband, wait a little long for him to lead, instead of charging head long as the leader. I could make our home more inviting for him, a place of refuge, and teach my daughters to do the same. I am 30 years old, the mother of 5, married for 10 years, and I am wondering what I am and wondering about what I have been doing the past 10 years. I am wondering what kind of woman I am going to be for the next 10 years.

Funny Kids

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My little brother just left on a mission. So everytime we pray we mention him. My little 3 year old said today at breakfast “please bless I be 5 soon so Marc come home.”