Under the Weather

This has been an unpleasant weekend. The indestructible Mr. Wonderful has been sick. WELL, let me back up. For about 3 weeks now, I have been getting dizzy at night when I eat or right after. I don't know what is going on and it passes after about 5 minutes. I would assume blood sugar since eating seems to trigger it. Friday night we went to eat at a friend's restaurant. I got so dizzy before we left there that I ended up falling twice and literally could not stand by myself. When I woke up yesterday morning, the dizziness was gone but I was left all weekend with this very weird feeling. Mr. Wonderful woke up yesterday morning with a sore throat and 101.3 fever. He has not slept since Thursday night. He has been feverless today until about 7:30. It was on its way back up so I banished him to bed for the night. He is forbidden from getting back up.

On a positive note, I made curtains for my niece's room and they turned out beautifully. I can't wait for them to get her new bed put together tonight, so I can take some pictures. It's going to be fantabulous!

Another sweet thing...my sister, Brenda, had a birthday party thrown for her this weekend by her very sweet boyfriend. It was such a wonderful and sweet gesture. She needs to be pampered and made to feel special, and I feel like he does that. I had such a good time visiting with friends and family. All 3 kids had spent the night at Mom and Dad's Friday night, and Bro Man came home with me Saturday night. The girls stayed and had another sleepover. The big guy and I went to Prattville this morning to pick up a few things that we can't find here in G'ville.

Nothing too exciting...just need prayers for Mr. Wonderful. He NEVER gets sick!!

Bitten

Okay, I've been bitten by Edward. That's right, folks. I fell into the Twilight series on Tuesday and have finished the first two books. I started the third last night, but my eyes were completely too exhausted to continue reading it last night.

I found myself feeling guilty for wanting her to choose Jacob. I loved Jacob. But why, oh why, Stephanie Meyer, did you have to do that to him? That's what made me not so crazy about the second book. I don't want to say too much, because I am going to force Leigh to read them. And after reading the description of Edward, I am a little disappointed by the character chosen for the movie, which I plan to see asap.

But, anyhoo, I will get about 4 hours reading time this morning thanks to graduation exam. After that, I'll see if I can't get away with about 3 more during classes. All of my groups have been testing this week, so I don't find it fair to give them classwork to do.

Toodles! I am off to get ready to read. I mean, work.

You've Got to be Kidding Me!

I got home late last night, and turned on the television just in time to see Molly and Jason. Are you kidding me? And he claims Deana broke his heart? Did he truly dump Melissa on television? Now, don't get me wrong...he and Molly are cute together. But I am with her....that was all too surreal. Like she was so excited when he walked out...too excited for someone who was heartbroken. I like to cringe when I see someone who broke my heart...okay, really, my heart has only truly been broken one time (I thought it was more than that. ahhh...hindsight) and I have never seen him since. Well, I think he and Molly will be good together. I think he was just mesmerized by her eyes. She does have beautiful eyes.

And I cannot comment on the rest of it because I did not get to see it. I will have to watch it online to see Melissa's reaction to being dumped. I thought for a minute Molly would say no. Would have served him right.

Holy snowflakes, Batman!

Coming to you from Alabama, where we had snow today. Not much, but considering we are in SOUTH Alabama, any snow is good for us. We were woken up by the pooch this morning only to find it snowing. We woke all the kids up, bundled up, and made the most pitiful snowman you northerners have ever seen. It was about 6 inches tall, but cute. It stopped snowing about mid-morning, so the girls and I went out to church. When church ended, it was snowing again. We came home and got warm and cozy in front of the fireplace. Baby K even fell asleep there. It was so amazing--considering it was 70 degrees yesterday and we wore shorts!

I finished my mid-term essays this afternoon. Doing mediocre work never felt so good. That is one thing off of the totally-stressing-me-out list. After Tuesday, three more things will be marked off. And a big one to check off, teaching. That's right, folks. The official decision was made Friday night when my husband went on a rampage claiming that he was calling the principal and telling him I was not coming back on Monday. I have been extremely stressed out and no where close to even being a good wife or mother, or student or teacher. My relationship with my husband has been suffering because what little energy I have left has been exhausted on the never-ending list of "I wants" the kids have or the never-ending piles of chores. I want nothing more than to sleep.

There are 57 more instructional days left of school. But I am taking this in small little baby steps. Kinda like weight loss. I am setting small goals and setting off to meet those. My first small goal is to get to March 16, which is an off day. Second step, make it to April 13 which is spring break. After that, we're in the homestretch. May 25-holiday. May 28--adios, kiddos. May 29-Adios, GHS! May 30-Bueno, sanity! Summer, sweet sweet summer. No waking kids up early to get ready for school. Maybe a little exercise time in the mornings before Mr. Wonderful goes off to work.

Okay, so now I am rambling in my daydreaming. Please pray for us that this is the right decision. Emmy starts Kindy this year. Baby K has two more years at home, and I truly feel like God is telling me that I need to be there. Maybe by answering my prayers about a teaching job, he was showing me that it was not the right time for my family. Maybe teaching is where God wants me to be, just not now. I just don't know how teachers are doing it. I totally cannot handle the constant disrespect. It makes me want to be so much tougher on my children, so hopefully they will not turn out that way.

Well, goodnight all. Sweet, snow-filled dreams to everyone.