Thursday, December 25, 2008

Merry Christmas

Christmas is forever, not for just one day,for loving, sharing, giving, are not to put away like bells and lights and tinsel, in some box upon a shelf. The good you do for others is good you do yourself...~Norman Wesley Brooks

From all of us here in the House of Bananas.

" I swear Mommy I don't know how that happened !"

Pickles has some issues with electronics. That means that anything electronic that he touches will break, mysteriously in his hands.
It's never his fault. He never knows how it happens. It just does.

And usually not just with electronics. Almost anything he touches is doomed to break somehow. He's like a hurricane in a thirteen year old body.

And whenever something happens to get destroyed/damaged/maimed his standard answer is; "I swear Mommy, I don't know how that happened !"
I hear that phrase ALOT. Sometimes more than I'd like to.

Yesterday I was sitting in the living room watching tv, all he was doing was standing (he wasn't moving at all) in the middle of the floor holding a box of Whoppers candy, next thing I know Whoppers were flying through the air and one just about hit me in the eye. (Thank Goodness, I wear glasses)

I took a moment to recover and then asked him, "What the heck was that ?"
His answer... " I swear Mommy, I don't know how that happened."

I know he's at that big goofy awkward stage...but sheesh....

A wall in his bedroom has a dent/crack in it. He doesn't know how it happened.

His playstation 2 got broken. He doesn't know how it happened.

The plastic container we keep dog food in is cracked. He doesn't know how it happened.

His backpack ripped down the side. He doesn't know how it happened.

His mp3 player stopped working. He doesn't know how it happened.

A calculator was broken into a million pieces on the floor of his bedroom. He doesn't know how it happened.

The base of a vacuum cleaner got broken. He doesn't know how it happened. (Probably because he bounced it down the steps, on his way to clean his room)

Some of his video games don't work. He doesn't know how it happened. (Probably because he was sliding them across the carpet and rubbing them together.)

Thank goodness, he's such a nice person and a great kid or else I probably wouldn't buy him anything. ever. again.

Monday, December 22, 2008

Christmas Party 2008

My sister Judy delighted kids and adults alike with a wonderful Christmas party yesterday. Tons of good food, wonderful entertainment, and great fun. It seemed like the one thing the kids loved doing the most was running. They ran in circles, they ran back and forth, they ran left to right, they ran right to left and they slid across the floor. They only time they settled down was to do their talent show, eat dinner, make their snowman craft project, decorate Christmas cookies and play Bingo.

Then they ran around some more.

The party is always great fun and it only gets better every year.

Here are some pictures...

Sunday, December 14, 2008

The Great Room Switch

We spent the weekend cleaning Granny's room out, repainting and getting it ready for the twins. They are so excited. We went to Home Depot and picked up some paint. (Pink and Baby Blue) and they painted yesterday. They've been moving their stuff down there ever since.

Did I mention they were excited ??

But not as excited as 'Cole who is finally getting her own room. She's done most of the work. Right now she's taking the bunk bed apart. Yes, you heard me correctly. She's up early (8am) taking the bunk beds apart. I was so surprised.

Everything should be finished by 11 am.

Thursday, December 11, 2008

Thank Goodness it's Almost Friday

It's been a rough week. I'm tired. I feel beat down.

Everyone is doing ok. I had to read the kids the riot act because of the mess they create everyday while I'm at work.
They're only home alone 1 hour in the morning and an hour and a half after school. Everyday this week I've came home to some sort of crazy mess. Yogurt dribbled down the side of the refrigerator, pancake syrup on the living room carpet, puppy chewed ornaments off the Christmas tree, toys scattered everywhere and other stuff I can't even think of right now.

But... we had a little talk Wednesday night and when I came home Thursday the house was CLEAN !! Dishes done and everyone was sitting watching tv. I was in an INSTANT GOOD MOOD. It was a wonderful thing.

I'm all caught up on the laundry and the housework.
My Christmas shopping is about 70% complete.
Looking forward to a nice peaceful weekend.

Sunday, December 7, 2008

Thanks and Warmest Regards

This has been a trying week in our family, but we made through. I could not have done all that I needed to do without the help and support from many people. I have never planned a funeral before and I hope and pray that I never have to do so again.

Firstly, let me thank all of the people who read and/or comment on my blog . Your support and prayers have been like a rainbow after a storm.

To my Sister, Thank You. I would have been totally lost without your advice and guidance this past week. (even though you had no idea what you were doing either) I am forever in your debt.

The funeral itself was full of tears, full of joy and full of love. I was touched by the words of the many people who spoke at the service, people who knew my mother and those who didn't.

And now I begin the task of adjusting to life without her.

Monday, December 1, 2008

No Day But Today

"The world breaks everyone, and afterward many are strong at the broken places. ~ Ernest Hemingway

Today that is how I feel, right now at this moment.

Yesterday was rough, but I made it through.
Today was not bad.

I went to work today because I needed a normal day. A day like every other day.
My relatives are coming up from Georgia.
I'm planning a funeral and I have NO IDEA what the heck I'm doing.

I have tried not to allow the grief of others swallow me up. (That happened yesterday) I know what my mother would want. I hear her voice inside my head saying "What the hell are you crying for !?! I'm the one who's dead."

And she's right.

Today she was with me. I felt her spirit touch mine and it gave me strength.