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Let’s see my last post was on September 12, and I was apologizing for no longer blogging regularly and I put in a side note that Abi had started talking and Scott had gotten a job. It is now October 2, wanna know what has happened since then… Are you sure?!

LOL oh here it goes, you asked for it!

Indeed Abigael is talking again, just not to everyone just yet. As of now she will only speak to Jacob, her dad, Granny, Alvin and myself. As soon as she senses the presence of someone else, she shuts up like a clam and Jacob seems to be the only one who can get her back to talking. For those of us that she does talk to she just picked up where she left off she whispers, sings and has God forbidden tantrums in which she can scream to high heaven and back.. LOL I love her beautiful voice, just wished it was beautiful all the time! She is slowly starting to make noises around everyone else, which leads me to believe that someday soon everyone will hear this little angel!

Yes Scott did have a new job. A really good job too. But unfortunately he let the devil get into that thick skull of his and he quit,3 weeks in and he just walked away. But that is OK, well it’s not OK but what is done is done and there ain’t nothing I can do about it now! I screamed, I hollered, I threatened, I cried, I beat him with a yard stick, but non of that got his job back nor did it make me feel all that much better…Maybe I should have tried a bat?!

After all this we sat down like grown ups and had a little talk. He is going to get another job and we are going to reinvent our marriage. Although we thrive on routines, there are places that they don’t belong and a marriage is one such place. Over the past 9 years we have just figured out what works and kept doing that. And well our little rut is boring and not helping matters! So we through our the rule book and are changing things up.

Oh yea and in the past week I have been attacked by a bird, a stuffed monkey posed as a rat and a snake! LOL Ok I will tell more! Somehow, don’t know how and really don’t care how, a small brown thrasher managed his way into my house and into my bedroom. After about an hour of trying everything I could think of to rid myself of the sign of death in my bedroom. I through in the towel ran in got its attention and let it chace me all the way outside. I can still feel that mean lil booger on my back!

The stuffed monkey posed as a rat attacked me that very same night… OK OK it didn’t attack me, but it did scare the bejeezus out of me LOL. so here I am still visibly shaken by the bird attack that afternoon and trying to manage to still get a few things done. So I make my rounds and end up in Abi’s room turning down beds and laying out her clothes for the next day. When out of the corner of my eye I spot a good-sized white rat under her bed. I start freaking out cause I know she has no rat like toys. Scott comes running to the rescue and immediately starts trying to get it out from under the bed, only one problem. He has no clue what he’s after cause he doesn’t see anything under the bed. I continue screaming and add a few mean comments because only Scott can miss a huge white rat under the bed! By this time Granny hears me and grabs her bat if it comes after her. Then my beautiful Abigael manages to stop laughing just long enough to whisper Mommy it’s just a stuffed monkey! What no way.. i can tell its a rat! Well call me a fool I don’t care but she bravely and against my will reached behind her bed and grabbed the rat by the tail, only to show that it was indeed just a stuffed monkey! LOL oops!

So OK the snake didn’t exactly attack me either, but it was very real and very alive! Today Scott and I managed to find a few minutes to watch some TV while the kids played outside. Well halfway through Patch Adams, Abi runs in and screams Mommy there is a snake! We jump up run outside, and yep.. The was a 2 ft long black snake making its way across the yard. OK not scared of a black snake so we just scooped it up in the sand bucket and through it back in the woods. But Thank God it was just a harmless black snake and that she had enough sense to come get us and not play with it!

Not exactly sure that this catches you up on everything, but apparently if you don’t blog for a few weeks you end up writing a book! I promise to at least try to start back to my daily blog agenda come next week.

Until then… I love you!



This weeks Word is….



In other words Abi started talking today! After almost 3 months of total silence she burst open today and overcome her fears. There are no words to describe how this Mama feels right now!

Thank you Jesus, you still answer prayers!

There will be much more on this tomorrow, right now I have to go talk to my baby girl. Love you!

I have actually had a binder (let me rephrase that…several binders) with my routines and such for several years. Do I use it (them) on occasion but for the most part no. So on Monday I began the mission of figuring out why I didn’t use my binder(s) and how to change that.

First and foremost thought was…I HAD WAY TOO MANY!

I counted 7 but I am pretty sure some were playing double duty!

Secondly that although I am an advocate of routines and schedules and am always revamping my own, they don’t do you much good if you don’t use them. And well most of these binders were filled with routines, schedules and to-do lists that I never even looked at. It was all just too overwhelming. I had to minimize and reorganize. So I made a mess!

I spent pretty much an entire day, just going through each binder, pulling out what I wanted/needed and trashing the rest.

After the big binder de-clutter I was able to downsize from 7 unused binders to 3 I’d better start using binders and 1 folder!

 These are from left to right 1. My Cub Scout binder 2. My F.A.C.E binder (the one I am really iffy about!) 3. My to do folder and 4. My L.M.B (Life Management Binder)

Obviously the Cub Scout binder holds my lesson plans and curriculum. I also have a Cub Scout section in my L.M.B which I place my attendance records and Scout info. The F.A.C.E Binder is a printable control journal on Flylady.net that is supposed to help you gain control of your finances. Honestly I have never opened it so I can’t say whether it works or not…. The to do folder is self explanatory, if I need to do something (fill out a form, sign something, fix something, etc.) and can’t do it right away, it goes into the folder. Each night I do my best to work through the folder so that t is empty in the morning.

Then there is the Life Management Binder or the L.M.B as I call it. This is the binder at the front and center of my life. It has several sections, each section covers a different aspect of my life that could use better management…

First in the L.M.B is the calendars section…. In this section I have included all my calendars. The school calendar, cub scout calendar, my week at a glance calendar, and any other calendars I happen to get in the course of my merry ol life..

Next is the Schedules and Routines section… In this section I have included everyone’s daily schedules, my weekly and monthly schedules and everyone’s daily routines.

Up next is my Housekeeping section… this section is all about cleaning.  I have my weekly cleaning lists, hot spot lists and everyone’s daily chores listed out as well as the house rules and media rules.

Next up is My Finances section… all money related things go here. Bill pay passwords and monthly due dates of the regular bills are listed out. I also have included a subsection here called Menu Planning where I keep all my menu calendars and such.

Then there is the School section… Here I have placed all the school info I need to hang on to. Extra car tag, handbook. Teacher notes, medicine forms and ect.

My Scout section is next. Here I plan to place my attendance forms and parent contact info as well as lesson plans and outing info.

The next 4 sections are dedicated to each family members medical info. Medicines we take. Doctor note etc. with 2 special needs children and a special needs spouse I do not use these sections nearly enough!

After the medical sections comes the sections on my little business Crocheted Creations in which I put product info and ideas. As well as sell info and other business related stuff. Then there is a little section just for this blog, where  I put all my blog info and ideas.

And since I was running out of tab dividers and ideas for tabs the next section is labeled other! In this section I have placed everything else that I think belongs in my L.M.B but couldn’t be placed in a section alone.

Then I have my contacts section in which I plan to place everyone’s address email and phone number that I actually use. It will make filling out invites thank you’s and Christmas cards much quicker!

Then Last but not least is my Inspirational section. Here I have placed a few of my favorite poems and such. Things that I can read for a quick pick me up when my spirits are down.

And there you have it. I apologize that this has turned out to be so long. and for those of you who have waited I actually started this post on August 6 and today is August 14 (my Daddy’s birthday!) I do plan to do a follow-up of this post and include all my routines and possibly my schedules and give you a peak of my kids companion binders which they call their Kids Constitution! But that is another day for now I am exhausted and sick. Goodnight!

This morning school started back for my kids, therefore my morning walks started back. Being Monday morning, one of the first things I noticed as I started up the incredibly steep hill outside my door was that the garbage man had already come and gone leaving behind the hideous smell of week old trash.  As I continued up the hill holding my breath I remembered that just a few months ago, just as Spring was bursting free, God had very bluntly let me know that garbage men are his most prized creations.

Now I know what you are thinking, you are thinking that I must have held my breath too long and killed some brain cells, because there is no way that a stinky old garbage man is a prized creation of God. LOL I know I know, I said the same thing, but just hear me out.

I had a really rough winter. Stuck in the house with 3 kids for ten days straight at one point. With all the ice and snow and no way out I slipped into a depression. My days and mind were filled with gloom and just drug on and on. Then Spring came, flowers bloomed, birds sang but I still felt like the world was coming to an end (nothing to do with the 5/21 rapture, God will come back when he is ready!). I was fed up I needed a break and I deserved to be happy too! So off I went up that hill, making every effort to take in the beauty of the blooming flowers and singing birds. I even stopped to watch a couple of squirrls chase each other up and down the trees.  Then I heard it, the garbage truck was coming. Oh no I thought I’m gonna end up walking behind it. Just great here I am trying to take in the site and lift my spirits and I end up having to deal with this.

On I walked. I was on a mission and that filth was not going to stop me from finding my joy! I actually made it half way through the neighborhood before I met up with that thing that was set to ruin my day! I had already stopped looking for flowers and instead kept track of which houses he would be stopping at. Then I saw it, coming up was a house that the truck hadn’t got to yet and they had forgotten their bins at the side of their house. Oh well poor folks gonna have to deal with all that trash for a whole nother week was my thought because hey this trash company lets it be no secret that if you don’t have your bin roadside they will not come back to get it. So on I walked shaking my head thinking what would I do if I were in that situation. I think I would have to take all my trash to the dump myself cause there is no way we could keep up with two weeks, impossible. I passed the truck with a sigh of relief, I could actually breath now, the smell wasn’t so bad.

Then something caught my ear, he was stopping, but why I know I saw the bin at the side of the house. So I stopped and turned to look and about fainted. What I saw not only took me by surprise it make me pray to God!

As I turned and the truck came to a complete stop,the driver door swung open. What in the world was my thought. Then out jump a stout middle aged bald guy, whom I think was a little over dressed to be a garbage man. Um ok, what is he doing?!  He proceeded to walk to the side of the house roll 2 overly stuffed bins roadside, climb back into his truck, use the mechanical arm to empty the bins, get back out of the truck and return the bins back to the side of the house.

Lord what just happened, why on Earth did you let me witness this. What just happened?! Then I knew. Out of all of his wonderful creations, mankind is his most prized. Not the Eagles, not the roses, those are here for our enjoyment. The most beautiful pieces of nature are here  for the pleasure of his most prized, the one he cared enough to make in his own image, the stinky old garbage man!

Now I still don’t like taking my morning walks while the garbage truck is making it’s rounds but now I don’t see the man driving that big nasty truck the same. Instead of causing me grief and making me angry, it brings me joy and lifts my spirits!

No one’s perfect!

I am having a bit of a hard time finding my inner muse tonight, so bear with me here. I am hoping that if i ramble on enough my thoughts will organize themselves into what looks like a well planned out blog! And no my blogs are not planned, I have sat down to plan out a  few blogs and I just cannot do it. I lose to much of the emotion and just about all of my feelings get lost, so I like to just start typing and let the Lord take this wherever he wants.

Speaking of planning things out and just letting God lead the way, where do you draw the line? I am not in any way asking to take God out of the picture, but I am asking do you plan every minute of everyday to include your time with the Lord or do you leave it all open and just do things as you feel led to do them?

As a mother of two special needs children and the wife of a special needs, I would like to have everything planned and scheduled, but at the same time I find it nearly impossible to even have the most basic of routines.  I have done lots of praying on this matter as well as lots of research. They both led me to a wonderful website in which I have not only learned a lot about routines and house cleaning but I have also met some truly lovely friends and supporters. The website I speak of is www.flylady.net and Marla Cilley is the founder and creator of a wonderful system that not only gets your house clean but your entire life organized one baby step at a time.

With that said, even with the Flylady‘s wonderful help and all the great support of fellow flybabies, I still have a horrible time with this. Sure I can write out the perfect schedule for my family, I can create routines all day long, but when it comes down to fact or fiction they are just words on paper.  My kids have never been in bed by 8pm and if I am awake at 6am it’s usually because I haven’t went to bed yet. I have alarms and timers going off constantly but much of the time they are just background noise in an already loud symphony of chaos and catastrophe.

For the longest time I believed theat even among thousands of flysisters I was the only mother that struggled with this. Somehow in my sometimes very dense brain I had convinced myself that my children were the only ones pitching tantrums at 2 am because their movie went off and I couldn’t find the remote quick enough. I thought I was the only mother that struggled with all the ins and outs of having a family. that is until I opened up and started sharing my troubles, then one by one others stood in line with me. I now see that the average mom don’t have it together unless they run their house hold like a prison boot camp. We all struggle with something, rather it be laundry, dishes, or bedtime. My somethings just happen to be everything! Just like my kids are my everything.

I will continue to write out schedules and routines. And I will continue to baby step my way to a happier home, but I know that no matter how perfect things look on paper, they are just words and in reality no ones perfect, no family is perfect and nothing is going to change that.

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