Come on Friday, please....

While I know from past experience that I am NOT a stay at home mom and or wife. Even if the money was there I don't think I could do it. There is only so much to clean and so much patience with children and even though all I ever wanted as a young adult was to have kids and do it better then my parents(as we all want to do), I find that I am lacking in the patience department. Which brings me to the work place. While I love my job and I am most fullfilled with my job, my co-workers make me crazy. Sometimes I feel like I am the only one who is sane here. I can on any given day watch the other 3 jockey for position for "teacher's pet" in the office. It's actually quite funny to watch. Three out of the 4 of us smoke(shame on me I know), so today after lunch 2 of us went to smoke while the other was eating lunch with her boyfriend. So that one is now mad and has her feelings hurt, are you kidding me? I have always been one to speak my mind, somethimes that gets me in trouble and sometimes not. Today in this situation I am reminded of a coffee mug that says"Lord, please keep an arm over my shoulder and Your hand over my mouth." I will have a callous inside my mouth from biting my mouth closed. Come on Friday.

Love, honor and trust

This will be a long one so forgive me. All this week Steven has been with my mother as I have had to be at work for 6 am for for meeting(construction company) so Ronnie and I have had each others undivided attention. Which is not the norm. With my past history I have found that I have some trust issues that I am SOOO trying to work on..Poor Ronnie..anyway at 6 pm last night he still was not home, so I called. I stopped at Walgreen's he said I'll be there in a minute, and sure enough he was, but with no Walgreen bag. Instantly I was already trying to figure out in my mind when I could go through the cell phone bill. He must have seen the look on my face becuase he went right back outside and came in with the bag and sat it on the bar and said"You have got to stop,baby. I understand why you doubt me, but I am not him." Talked about being called out and I hate it, I hate that it spills onto him. And then he said.....I married you thinking that at any moment you would say I am going back. I lived like that for the first year we were married and then I finally caught a clue that you were not going back." So we have both been living waiting for the other to leave when that is so far away from what goes on between us. The things that people put themselves thru. The first time Ronnie ever met my parents we all went out to eat, i was so nervous i couldn't eat, Ronnie was so nervous he ate everything in sight, looking back i am sure it was pretty funny. but at the table he professed his love to my parents and told them that he knew i was his soul mate and that God had brought me to Barber Brothers and so on and so forth. My poor dad nearly choked on his tea. so even with that a grown man professing his love in a public place i should have had a clue then, but that "thing" in the back of my head won't let it go. So last night with tears in my eyes , i promised to give him a break and he promised again what he promised me the day we got married.... love ,honor and trust..

Trouble in Training

Baby, can you feel the love?

Yesterday when I picked Steven up I had a note from Ms.Carol."Please talk to Steven about hitting me on the behind". Well instantly I knew what was going on. At home we do"Love Pats" and after you smack someone on the the butt you say"Baby, can you feel the love"? Ms. Carol was actually quite offended this morning when I tried to explain to her what was going on. Completely innocent. But she could not see the humor. And yes while he does not need to be smacking other people on the butt, I started to tell her she should be happen he is not pinching her up higher

I have a date for lunch....

When Steven and I came to Baton Rouge he was so little, and while living with my parents,when Steven and I were by ourselves which was not very often, I treasured it. It was my time with him...Our special time. Now it is very rare and all the planets and stars have to line up just right for that to happen. Well Saturday the stars are lining up, unfortunately for him Ronnie has to work, however it is not our weekend with Drake and Steven and I get our time. Now our "date" as he calls it will be lunch at De'Angelo's sharing a bowl of fettucine alfredo and cheesy bread. He chooses fettucine because out of the whole family only he, my dad, and myself like it, so we don't get it very often. I can't wait and niether can he , plus it is the only time that he gets to be the "man" and open the doors and orderthe food. I believe in EARLY TRAINING..

Will and Grace/not the tv show

'To get something you never had, you have to do something you never did.' When God takes something from your grasp, He's not punishing you, but merely opening your hands to receive something better. Concentrate on this sentence... 'The will of God will never take you where the Grace of God will not protect you.'

ER Visit

Well we had our first injury related trip to the ER.(thursday) School called and said Steven fell off the Monkey bars can you come? Well top and bottom lip busted and a nose bleed for an hour, then sleepy and sick to his stomach. So off we went. No concusion. Come to find out the highest point of the monkey bars is 6 ft high and we will have to work on how to fall off of things because he landed flat on his face. OPPS. THEN friday the Shop Foreman's helper called me desk and said "Hey meet me at the back door", so of course i went be-boppin out the back door and there is Ronnie with blood spurting out of his hand. White as a ghost and sweating bullets. PUT A SCREW DRIVER THRU HIS HAND. (yes i am going to find all my husbands at work, haha) so there is the 2nd trip to the ER in as many days. We really thought he had hit an artery. CRAZY. NO MORE ER TRIPS I REFUSE...