Thursday, February 25, 2010
And, unfortunately, it isn't my last.
Because I failed my driver's test.
I'm not a fan of the DMV. But in reality, who is? And that is why I put off going for so long. Until the day of my birthday when Love was looking at my driver's license and noted that it expired on that day. Well you may find this shocking, but I didn't find spending time at the DMV the thing I wanted to do on my birthday. Call me crazy.
I decided to go on Love's next day off. And that so happened to be almost 1 month later. So disturbing on so many levels.
Last week, I looked up online what I needed to get a license and headed to the DMV. I wait in this ridiculous line only to be told that not only do I have to take the written & driving tests, I need more proof of who I am. Apparently my old license, my military issue ID, title to our vehicle and proof of insurance were not enough.
So I make a return appearance on a couple of days ago. This time armed with all of the above and my social security card. I arrived 30 minutes before the DMV opened and waited in the cold rain for them to open the doors and tell me that they also want my birth certificate. I call Love and ask him to bring it to me. He does, I wait in line again and they tell me that they also need my marriage license. UGH! Although I don't have all the documents that I need, they told me that I could take my written and driving tests.
Seriously, if the gentlemen on either side of me are any indication of who is driving on our roads - we should be VERY afraid. The guy to my right got a 3% on the test. Yes, you read correctly. 3%. The guy on my left had been there 3 times before he finally passed. Frightening. Very frightening.
So I take my written. Pass without studying. Because that's how I roll.
Then I roll on out of there with all that confidence and wait in line for my driver's test. And wait. And wait. And wait.
Then leave. I have to come back anyway with my marriage certificate, so I left in an attempt to make it to my trekking class in time. I have priorities. Just not good ones...
I go back this morning (because I can only go on the days that Love will be around to watch the Diva's. Could you just imagine the Drama that the Diva's would bring to the DMV? Frightening...) once again early and wait in line. The line was already long and I got there 15 minutes early. I think some of these people sleep there.
Anyway I get there, wait in lines, finally get called to take the driver's test. I get in the car, pull around to the back of the DMV - rolling with all that confidence - and apparently pull into the wrong lane because the test-giver-lady yelled at me.
Confidence gone. I knew from that point, this was not going to go well.
And I was right. She failed me. Something about not looking around enough and, ah-hum, not-slowing-down-in-a-school-zone. Other than that, I thing I would have passed.
So, now I get the pleasure of going back - again next week. Lovely. I can hardly wait.
Oh, by the way, I swear that half the people in that DMV didn't speak english. I still can't figure out how they are getting license's and passing tests and I can't? Things that make you go hmmmm.
Tuesday, February 23, 2010
I've been cheating on you.
With my sewing machine!
Yes, instead of blogging I have been sewing. A lot. Bordering on obsessed. But having oh-so-much-fun! Here are some of the things that I have made lately:
Oh, and I went to the fabric store and found so many prints that I will be working on this week! Love it!!
What else has been happening around here? Oh, it is official - I bought our tickets to Disney. Joseph, the boys and I will be headed there for Spring Break. The sisters are staying with their Gigi (my stepmom) and their Aunt Lara (my 13 year old sister). I have a feeling they will be getting a lot of attention and spoiling. I'm a little nervous about the trip, but I am also so excited! It has been a rough couple of months around here and we could all use some time away. When I told the boys that we were going, neither were excted. Actually, they both said the same thing, "But, I don't want to go to Disneyworld." Even as we tried to explain it to them, they didn't believe us and weren't buying into it. We tried to compare it to SeaWorld (which they love) and told them it was even bigger and better that that. They still didn't buy it. We decided to drop it - they just have no idea what kind of fun is in store for them.
We're gonna take an odd turn here, but after that whole telling-the-boys-about-Disney-and-them-not-being-excited thing happened, God showed me the coolest thing. For those of you that don't know, I have this odd fear of heaven. It sounds great and all, but I really like my life here. I know what to expect here and I like it. I have no idea what to expect in heaven and am not positive that I will like it as much as here.
Does that sound familiar? That's the boys and Disney. They like SeaWorld, know what to expect and can't imagine it getting better that that. But it is OH-SO-BETTER!
Not sure if that got lost in translation (as most things do with me!) but I love it when God does cool stuff like that. Love.it!
In another completely odd turn, I am going to my yoga training this weekend and can't wait! I get to spend 8 hours for 2 whole days doing and learning about yoga. Is that like heaven too, Lord? ("Oh, it's even better than that!" He says.)
I also signed up for another half marathon in April. Training looks close to impossible, but I'll give it my best shot. Joseph is supposed to be gone the month before my race, so it looks like I will be spending a lot of time on the treadmill since I won't have anyone home to watch the Darlings. I'm only doing it because it is the last run with the person who inspires me to be a better runner and person! My friend Heather is a great running coach and amazing runner. She just ran the Austin Marathon and qualified for the Boston Marathon. I think I have a picture of her somewhere... here it is:
Heather is on the left and Jeannie is on the right.
Isn't eveything made more fun with a picture? Yeah, so I'm going to run a half in Houston with her. Obviously not next to her since she will finish in like 1 hour and I will finish in 5!
Normally she has blond hair, but decided to take a ride on the dark side. I love it darker, but she doesn't. Isn't she gorgeous? This girl kicks but and takes names!
More turns: The first time Caleb did this, I about died laughing - He walks in the door from school and announces: "Cause the party don't start 'till I walk in!" If you don't know where that comes from you can hear it here. I wish I could say I have no idea where in the world he would listen to such trash from, but...I can't. I hate to admit it, but I listen to total trash music when I run. And drive. I don't really listen to the lyrics, but apparently my children do. Note to self: pay attention to what is on the radio!
Gosh, this boy is going to break hearts some day.
Little Luke is learning to read! He came home from school the other day and said, "A simple blend is when a vowel comes after a consonant." I love that they are learning phonics. I learned to sight read as a kid and I did just fine, it just seems like they learn faster with phonics.
And this boy is something. I tell y'all - one minute I am ready to throttle him and the next second I want to squeeze the love right out of him!
Speaking of their school, their registration is due this month and man is it going to be costly with two. I need to get a job. Nah, actually I have NO desire to work. This stay at home mom gig keeps me plenty busy.
Those turns keep coming - My sweet little Ella is getting a hair cut. A very short one. And I am SO sad! But is has to be done. That girl is a mess. She does this twirl thing with her hair and it produces these matted dreadlocks. It can take up to 30 minutes to get the knots out and there have been many times that we can't get the knot out, so we have to cut it. It has been going on for so long and we have tried everything to stop her. Nothing is working, so our pediatrician suggested that cutting her hair short is the only way to stop her habit. :(
I love this picture of her. It's a face she makes when she is day dreaming. Look at those cute chapped lips. Yummy...
Isn't she so cute? I have been in denial that cutting it is the solution, but at this point her hair on one side of her had is halfway down her back and on the other side is at her shoulder. Yep, she looks a mess. It doesn't help that the sharp contrast is Lily Kate with her long hair halfway down her back, in ringlets. ((SIGH))
My hair lady is coming over this week to do the deed, so I will take some pictures of my sweet Ella soon.
In another completely unrelated topic, it snowed here today. It was only for about 5minutes, but hey I'll take it. Here are the sisters celebrating their winter gear (and cereal apparently!):
Friday, February 05, 2010
I wish I could homeschool (well!) while chasing down 2 year old twins, with a husband who has a crazy schedule, still enjoying working out like I do and being involved in organizations that I really believe in.
Really, is that too much to ask. Not for many of my friends.
But for me, yes. See, this is where the failure comes in...if I let it.
Okay, so never mind if I could do it, is that what I'm called to do? Let's go there for a moment. God is this what you want from me? Because I'll do it. Not sure how well, but I'll give it a (semi)reluctant try.
(pause waiting to hear God audibly speak)
Did you hear anything concrete? Yeah, me either. So let's run down what we know.
Do I like the boys school? Yes
Do the boys like their school? (resounding) Yes
Are they learning the same Godly principles at school that we teach at home? Yes (Why lie, probably more!)
Can we afford to send them to Christian school? Yes (but as I write that check every month, it is sacrificial and I would be lying if I said I didn't imagine myself in Pottery Barn shopping with that money for a few moments.)
Can I still be involved in their lives while they are in school? Definitely, I've already told y'all this room mom gig could be a full time job!
Yep, it sounds like they are in a good place. I think that we are all in a good place. Sometimes hard, but definitely good.
In a perfect world, I would be this amazing home school teacher (we are already stretching pretty far here, because I don't like to teach - see tutorial below) who eats only organic, cooks everything from scratch then documents it with amazing pictures and tutorials on her blog, sews the kids clothes, runs marathons, teaches yoga, teaches Sunday school, volunteers, crafts, has a clean house with a boys bathroom that doesn't stink of urine, writes meaningful notes to all her friends and has relations with her husband every hour on the hour.
We are definitely not in a prefect world.
But, thank you Jesus, it's a blessed one! And thank you for speaking to me, through little blog posts.
(BTW - it's also time to make a decision on if I want to put the girls in anything next year. My amazing friend already had to talk me through it yesterday and I have a feeling there is still more talking that needs to be done!)
Thursday, February 04, 2010
Wednesday, February 03, 2010
- I am NOT a seamstress. Seriously, no one in their right mind would ever ask me to hem a pair of pants, much less sew a dress for them.
- I'm also a terrible teacher. Terrible. I often give my kids instructions and they look at me like I am speaking another language. I used to think it was them, but now believe - it's me.
- Please ignore all the typo's. I was in a hurry - afterall, blog tutor is one of many job titles I very loosely hold! I'm pretty impressed that I got it all on here - typo's and all!
- Lastly, you get what you pay for.
Consider yourself warned.
And now I present to you, my first (and most probably LAST) tutorial:
"How to make a pillow case dress from someone who doesn't follow directions and makes it up as she goes":
Step 7: We're almost done!!
There you have it my friends. And although you hear it said all the time (usually be people who have lost 40 pounds when all I want to do is lose 15!) in this situation it's really true - "If I can do it, anyone can!" Really, I mean it!