Book#324

Yeah, lookout People! It's been awhile and you know how stopped up I get!

Ready? Get your drink and turn off the phone. heheheh!

First of all, there are seriously NO WORDS in my vocabulary that can properly contain how fabulous this week has been. It is a JOY to not have to hurry in the morning, it is a joy to be able to play Snakes and Ladders, catch, take a walk, to go the nature center, go visiting...and not have to worry about getting caught not sitting at my computer. It is THE BEST EVER to be able to have this very fleeting, precious time with Jordan, and then Julia, and then the boys. I don't have to put anyone off so that I can to any plans for work, I don't have to worry about phone calls, I don't have to do ANY OF THAT. I can be WITH MY KIDS!!!! WHOOOO HOOOOOOOO!!!!! It almost makes me feel bad for the people who don't get this glorious opportunity, cept that so many of them don't want to be with their children this much anyway. It's the best ever and I am thankful one hundred million times over that I have this chance!

Next: what am I going to do about my hair? Here's the thing- I LOVE long, beautiful hair. I love how my babies, even when they were very small, would run their fingers through it. I love how Cullen plays with it when we're just sitting together or laying in bed. I love being able to pull it up or let it down. But I get ansty and bored. I'm trying to resist. I can SEE my hair down past my shoulders and it IS fabulous. I have a FABULOUS head of hair. I'm a LION for Goddess's sake! But it's heavy hair. I'll keep growing. I guess I just love it too much when Julia brushes it or when Jordan plays with it before bedtime. Isn't that the yummiest? Having a four year old run his fingers through your hair, and tuck it behind your ear....talk about LOVE!

Speaking of which, let's pause and give a big ole shout out of thanks to the whole universe and the team of angels that just kept Jordan from getting knocked out, shall we? He was bouncing his bouncy ball in the kitchen, and it tapped the kitchen light, the main one. THE COVER, of which is probably 4 pounds heavy, CAME OFF AND FELL STRAIGHT DOWN. If my baby were standing beneath it, it would have knocked him out for SURE. But he wasn't, (say it with me!) THANK GOD!!!!!!!!!! That's nuts!

Cullen is loving his new job, by the way. He's remembered much of what he knew, and he's learning more and pulling his weight in doing pool closings, etc. He likes the people, and he loves getting to see some of these crazy big obnoxious houses. I LOVE having him home at night. LOVE IT LOVE IT LOVE IT LOVE IT!!!!!!!!!!!!

Yesterday I asked the kids to come downstairs to clean up all the toys that Julia and Jordan had emptied. CJ was NOT excited to help, since he had not made the mess. I explained to him again that I clean up messes that I don't make all day, every day, and that I understand how he feels but that I'd really appreciate it if he would just go for it and do it anyway. He went downstairs, grumbling and whining. I got tired of hearing the kids admonishing him ("Stop throwing things everwhere!" "CJ that hurt, look out!") so I called downstairs that while everyone else would receive TWO chocolates for helping pick up, CJ could have ONE because his attitude was so poor about helping.
10 minutes later, Julia's voice comes floating upstairs..."Mom? Maybe can CJ have his other one since his attitude is bet.." and she was cut off by CJ, saying "No, Julia, it's fine, don't do that. It's okay." SHE WANTED HIM TO HAVE HIS OTHER CHOCOLATE! And she wanted me to know he fixed his poor attitude! Isn't that the cutest thing EVER? Oh she just ROCKS! She is also cracking me up about Chuckie in school...she's having a hard time sharing HER friend with other kids in the class. We had a little talk about how it's okay for him to make other friends and it's okay for her to make other friends too, and that he doesn't HAVE to sit by her every day and that the sooner she gets okay with that, the sooner she won't feel sad about it. I think things are okay now, but she is SUCH a girl in every glorious sense of the word.

How in the world do girls have multiple orgasms?! I don't even WANT one! Do NOT touch me when I'm done. When I'm done, I'm DONE. It's a massive firework display of monsterous proportions, and then this girl needs a rest. I have even READ about it, and "they" say that if you keep going, you will eventually have another orgasm. How? HOW can anyone possibly deal with being touched more after *that*?! Even..(sorry) if it's "just" from intercourse (and those are my favorites!) there is NO WAY I want to go more, more, more and have more, more, more. I need some times to recuperate. I'm baffled! And proud for those girls who can and do go and go and go, but I threatened Cullen that if he ever took any Viagra (his brother says it's the best thing EVER) that he'd have to find a warm apple pie to get it on with because when I'm done, I'm DONE! For at LEAST a half hour. There, I feel better now. Maybe that's why we have so much sex? Because maybe some people DO go 2 hours at a time? We last 45 minutes at the most, with making out being most of that, because it doesn't take either of us long to get "there" and like I said...after the earthquake, I need to gather myself again. Interesting.

I'm hungry.

Today we're going to visit Bev. We don't get to make dinner for the homeless shelter until November 12th, and I'm way too itchy to not do something until then. I bought Bev some socks and I want to buy my mom and dad something to say thanks for being the all time best grandparents ever but they aren't home til Sunday. I need to DO SOMETHING but I am not sure what just yet. Maybe I'll hit a drive through and buy for the person behind me? Maybe that will make me feel better. It's like needing to go potty and there's no bathroom in sight and people EVERYWHERE so you can't even squat somewhere. How's that for a visual? :)

For the first time EVER, last week I controlled one of my dreams. It was AWESOME! It was a flying dream, and normally those scare me into waking up because it tickles my tummy and I wake up. This time, I controlled my flying (I was flying between my house and MFN's house). and it was WONDERFUL!!!!!!!!!! Now I need to have another concious enough to control it dream so I can do more!

ANything else worthless I haven't told you yet? I'm still in jammies today and might stay that way.
I love the world. I'm so thankful for everything. Especially the laptop I'll be receiving and the children who will be coming to my daycare. :)

I decided that I officially think that sometimes a spanking is Absolutely Necessary. I don't think I have ever had to spank any of the 4 kids for something more than once. When it's the Last Resort, it really, really gets the point across. I can't believe the shitty things kids get away with lately. Sometimes, talking to them just isn't enough. There's my parenting theory, which may or may not be correct. All I know is that I have 4 kids who (as far as I know) are (mostly) well behaved and not naughty terrors that need constant supervision to make sure that nothing horrible is said or done when no one is looking.

Who knew there WAS more worthless information in my head? HA! Oh, but the amounts of it are almost overwhelming!

Hungry, must eat, lucky for you!

TTFN!