Here is the day, but by now, it's yesterday

Things are busy busy busy and I've had very little desire to blog lately. But tomorrow's my last day of work for two weeks and even so, I make no promises I'll blog more. 

The big news here is Emma's moving to her own place this week or next and while growing up and out is what's supposed to happen, I know what my heart thinks about it. And even though I'm super excited for her, this house will have an Emma sized hole in it when she's gone. I could go on and on about how I feel, but I'm not gonna. I'll just say when I'm reminded it's about to happen, my heart feels a little heavier for a while. Remember though, I'm trying to accept change with a small, tiny, minor, puny amount of happiness and not just an, "I hate change" attitude. So far I suck at it. 

Because here's what I remember:
One little girl
Two little girls
Three little girls 
Plus one boy
Hugs and kisses
Messy spaghetti dinners eaten in their skivvies
A full across the yard run to jump in the wading pool
Cozy coupe rides
Mr. and Mrs. Potato head marriages
Hearing Mommy 150 times a day
Backyard baseball
Very tired Christmas eve elves 
Exciting Christmas mornings
Giggling bath tub time
Footy pj's 
Double bagged pajamas on cold nights 
Tucking into bed
Saying prayers
Bedtime kisses
I love you's

It goes so fast.

This week I've had some love notes from God that made me smile.  

And then today, as I was getting ready for work, I went to put on my ring. I don't wear my wedding ring all day because jewelry drives me nuts and John doesn't mind. Anyway, my ring wasn't where I keep it. So I moved some stuff around and couldn't find it and then looked on the floor and then asked people if they'd seen it and then moved the couch and then swept the lost dog I found under the couch and then went back to my bedroom and yada yada yada it was no where to be found. Hmmm...it's a pickle. I really wasn't too worried about it for some reason. 

When I got to work I asked the school secretary if anyone had turned in a diamond ring and she said no, but she'd keep an eye out.... As I was walking to my post I decided to go look on the playground just in case. And there, on the ground, under a bench amongst the leaves and gravel, was my diamond ring. Huge relief. Thank you God and Jesus and the angel who kept watch over it all night. OK, that may not be the case, but it was there for me to retrieve today. So thankful for a happy ending. And I've grounded myself from wearing rings. 

  
This was me before I grounded myself but after I found the silver ring at school. I don't mix gold and silver normally, but I didn't trust myself to get the ring home in my purse....seeing as how it didn't make it home on my finger the day before. What had happened was, I took my ring off to apply lotion to my wind chapped hands, and I guess I got distracted by a munchkin and didn't put it back on my finger. It was so close to being not good. Also, after seeing this picture, I've got a bad case of the man hands.

Then tonight Emma, Olivia and I were going to Target, but I needed to go look for something at another store as well and I was saying, "But I need to go here, but then do I go there first?" And Olivia said, "You've got your own little Sophie's choice going on right there don't you?" I almost fell out of the car laughing. Not really. But it was very funny. 

When we got home, we found that Caitlin had taken two hours to shower and primp so she could sit on the couch in her jammies and therefore shower taking was backed up for the rest of the night. Not really, but it sounded better than just an hour. She had no remorse and that made a bad situation even worse. Then I made lemon poppy seed muffins to prove to my kids I can cook, even though I read the recipe wrong and added the eggs whole and not separated and whipped as the recipe said. They were fine anyway. Why add unnecessary steps to recipes?

I don't think I've talked about my Christmas tree at all this year and now I shall. I didn't want the one we have, it's a long story about a yahoo who broke the top out of the one I'd chosen first. But that's not what I'm talking about.....the one we have is no longer taking water....and it's got to make it til next week. It's like a scary movie. That's not really true either but I felt I needed a fill phrase.  

My shopping is officially finished and almost all is wrapped and now that I am through with this post, everything I talked about happened yesterday. But I'm not about to go back and change the words to make it sound like it.

I'm so tired....

And I just heard my pillow say, "Get the heck in here."

God bless all

And to all a good night.....