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Expanding the heart


So……as pretty much everyone is aware a week ago we said good bye to our two beloved pits Bruiser and Sarge. Our younger kids not understanding what and why have been asking us relentlessly to get a new dog. There was much debate between Clint and myself as to if we would EVER get another dog, and if so what kind. Today Clint got a phone call from a friend of his saying he had a dog for us. I wasn’t thrilled but I figured what the hey. I wasn’t fully expecting such an adorable bundle of cuteness!! We haven’t come up with a name yet for our newest member but I’m thinking Bandit….we shall see. For now I’m glad that I’m able to open my heart and home to another fur baby.


Welcome to my life

Im currently standing in the kitchen if my home one frozen hand wrapped tightly around a freshly brewed cup of coffee as I reflect on what has already happened this morning and the hundreds of other things that I will do today as just a small part of my daily life and thought I would share.

Let’s start with bedtime – I went to bed at 1:30 this morning after finishing a paper in Eastern vs. Western cultural differences and fighting with a 3 year old who was quite insistant that I not worry he was only going to watch Thomas on Netflix. My first alarm went off at 6:15, I rolled myself out of bed 2minutes later to wake up my 11 year old so she could do whatever it is she does to get ready for school which this morning consisted of laying in bed until 6:35. At 6:40 I brewed a pot of coffee at 7 the second alarm went off. This is the official wake up the hubby/ time to get out the door for middle and high school kids alarm. Only problem this morning aforementioned middle schooler was still in the shower. 7:05 playing spider solitare on cellphone and getting annoyed made lunch for kindergartener. 7:20 (time 1st bell rings at school) finally walking out the door into an almost frozen state of cold wind. 7:30 drop now moody preteen off at school who is annoyed at me for not writting a tardy excuse but the rule is if its not my fault your late no excuse.

Anyhoo…..head back home (insert 1st cup of coffee and writting of this post) wake up hubby who is attempting to pretend he’s sleeping like the dead. Also wake up 5 year old which means peels of laughter. Make sure he has backpack with lunch in it and coat. Head out the door at 8:30. Gas light is on so put gas in van, go to store with still sleeping 3 year old who makes faces in his sleep in regards to the changing if temperatures. Go back home, open up medical terminology book, take 2 pages worth of notes when 3 year old awakes and asks to watch Thomas. Clean house (back permitting) think about how nice it would be to take a nap but 3 year old is in full play mode. Prepare to go pick kindergartener from school, then pick up now certifiably pissed off middle schooler who complains there’s nothing to eat. Gi back to the store simply because I know I had to have forgotten something for dinner. Go home. Help with homework( not mine – no one ever wants to help with mine) start dinner. Hubby isn’t home yet so set DVR to record his Monday night tv stuff. Make 5 and 3 year old put on PhD. Turn on kindle to try to read chapter for class. Put 5 year old in bed. Hour later tell 11year old to follow suit. Fight with 3 year old for next hour + to go to bed.

Finally get in bed, fall asleep almost instantly then alarm rings again……*sigh* a new day
Hope you enjoy yours 🙂


Security is a funny thing. When you feel secure in your little world it’s as if nothing can touch or hurt you but the minute that feeling of security is rattled it makes you almost paranoid. If there is a test of your security it makes you really think about what’s going on around you until you again feel like you are standing on level ground. What’s a real eye opener is when there is a test of security and the person that you depend on to help make you feel secure fails to respond. It’s one of those things that makes you go why am I with this person?!

I understand that sometimes a persons job makes it so they aren’t able to be there but you still have that understanding that if something happens they will move hell or high water to make it to you just as soon as they can- when there is little or no response it’s very unsettling. It makes you wonder what is this person up to that is more important than home?

I’m glad these tests don’t happen often and I’m glad to know that there are people around that I can depend upon but I’m also thinking now that maybe it wouldn’t hurt so much to have just a little added protection around just in case……I think a can of wasp spray or mace would do the trick nicely along with (yet another) metal baseball bat (for some reason my metal bats seem to disappear). When it comes to making sure my children feel safe and secure at home I’m willing to go the extra mile – I guess that’s just the Momma Bear in me 🙂

Hopefully everyone is feeling safe and secure today.