Sexy Housewife

It's Been Real!

noreply@blogger.com (Sexy Housewife) — Mon, 19 Jan 2009 23:52:00 +0000

Time to make my hiatus official. I haven't blogged since New Year's Day and I don't think I'll have much motivation to do so in the near future. I have so enjoyed everyone that has taken the time to visit and comment over the last year or so. Thank you so much for taking time out for my humble little place in cyber-space.

But this truth is life has changed for this Sexy Housewife. I no longer have evenings after the kids have gone to bed and time to kill while waiting for the Hubby to come home. Work...pesky as that is, is very necessary and time consuming. And I have a nagging shoulder injury that makes it very difficult to type at times.

That said, I am not quite ready to say goodbye completely but I am going to commit to a substantial break. I will still be lurking at all my favorite blogs now and then and I will probably drop into Plurk on the weekends. And I may check back into blogging this summer.

So, with that, I will say goodbye for now.

~Sexy Housewife

Here's to 2009!

noreply@blogger.com (Sexy Housewife) — Thu, 01 Jan 2009 13:57:00 +0000

A Very Merry...

noreply@blogger.com (Sexy Housewife) — Wed, 24 Dec 2008 06:00:00 +0000

Here's wishing everyone a very Merry Christmas!

Breakin' Up Is Hard To Do

noreply@blogger.com (Sexy Housewife) — Sat, 13 Dec 2008 00:57:00 +0000

I finally ended it with the Schwan's delivery man. We had a standing date every two weeks for maybe 5 years, rain or shine. But I have finally had enough. First he added a delivery fee due to raising fuel cost (but did he remove the fee once gas dropped below $2.00/gallon...um, no). Then he raised the prices on the things I bought most often. Recently, some of the items could only be purchased if you pre-ordered them and even then there was no guarantee of getting them. The final straw came when the breaded clams we like to have with steak had so little in a bag they would hardly feed one person and they were mostly crumbs. So, what's a girl to do? It had to end. I deserve better. But like any woman afraid to end a long-standing relationship, I put it off for a few weeks. But tonight was the night. I went to dinner with my husband and left strict instructions with the oldest, when the Schwan's man comes, tell him "your mother doesn't want to see him anymore." And when I returned from dinner, it was done. The oldest says to me, "I broke up with the Schwan's man for you, Mom." Maybe I should have her call my hairdresser tomorrow...

Any Excuse to Eat Chocolate...

noreply@blogger.com (Sexy Housewife) — Sun, 07 Dec 2008 23:15:00 +0000

I got this fun award from Tara over at If Mom Says OK. And it only took me two weeks to post it. Sorry about that, Tara. You are way too good a blogging friend to me!

The Rules:

You must eat a piece of chocolate in honor of accepting the Octamom award. (I had some milk chocolate kisses!)
You must, um…..oh, ah, eat another piece of chocolate when you put it on your blog. (I had some plain M&Ms! I hope those count!)
You must visit Debi B. (who designed the award) by clicking here. It’s neighborly, you know.
Try to go by and see the other good folks I’m putting up a link up for.
Feel free to add or subtract from the rules as suits your fancy…except that chocolate one…I must insist on that.

And now...to pass on the love...I award this award to:
Terri at Terri Terri Quite Contrary
Rachel at A Southern Fairytale
Kimmylyn at Jogging in Circles

Enjoy ladies!

Let It Snow!

noreply@blogger.com (Sexy Housewife) — Sat, 06 Dec 2008 00:48:00 +0000

I am not a big fan of winter but if it is going to be cold it may as well snow. I can't stand the cold when the outside looks dark, dreary, and dirty (how's that for some alliteration!). We are supposed to get some snow off and on over the next week and that is fine with me. It started while we were out for dinner and Fleet Farm this evening. I don't even mind driving in the snow...as long as I don't have to go too far. (Makes me appreciate my 9 block commute to work.) I do get a little nervous when the oldest is out driving in the snow but she has recently found a boy that will drive her around (not sure if that makes me feel better or not!). The Hubby and the son do all the shoveling. And the snow inspires me to bake and make hot cocoa, that can't be bad...right?

noreply@blogger.com (Sexy Housewife) — Thu, 27 Nov 2008 13:35:00 +0000

Fly-by Blogging

noreply@blogger.com (Sexy Housewife) — Wed, 26 Nov 2008 00:34:00 +0000

So I have been running non-stop for the whole month of November and it is going to continue through December.

We skipped the wedding even after the SIL tried to lay the guilt trip. But we did attend the benefit concert.

The next weekend we drove for hours (okay 35 minutes) to a housewarming party with the family. It was fine but an unnecessarily early start to holiday family events. In fact, as we were leaving someone brought up Thanksgiving. I didn't here any offers to host so I ran for the door...(turns out my SIL is hosting so I don't have to cook!)

Another weekend we ran the son back and forth to church events. Then another weekend the son had 3 showings of his play at school and a cast party.

I took the oldest shopping one Saturday and we made out well with new clothes and things for the house. But the crowds were crazy, I saw no signs of a slow economy.

I have been going to church meetings and school meetings. I worked a few nights. I am in the midst of a huge project at work that it making my brain work overtime.

December will bring the regular onslaught of concerts, pageants, parties, and such. More church meetings and school things. And shopping...so, should I buy a Wii or not?

Oh, and did I mention, I applied for a new job. I don't expect anything to move very quickly with this (if at all) but it's out there. 'Cuz I thought some more change and excitement would be good right now.

And I miss blogging so I thought I would take a minute and throw all these incoherent, unorganized thought up for for anyone that happens to stop by. ENJOY!

Petey P. Cup

noreply@blogger.com (Sexy Housewife) — Sun, 09 Nov 2008 00:12:00 +0000

Filed under strange but true...

Our health plan has mascots. That's right, mascots...for a health plan. I was paying a recent bill (remember the broken foot) online and while I was there I was looking at some of the information available to me online. I can see graphs of my weight or blood pressure, old test results, when I had my last physical, how much I have paid in co-pays, etc. While poking around I saw a banner:

I am thinking, WTF?! PETEY P. CUP?! Am I 5 years old and have to be convinced the doctor's office is not an evil place?! But I still clicked on it. Then I found out Petey has a friend, Pokey the Syringe. They each have Facebook pages, you can play their favorite online game (Whack a Molar), you can buy T-Shirts and stuffed Peteys and Pokeys.

Now I am thinking this is just way too corny. This is a health plan. How is anyone going to take them seriously with these goofy mascots?

Then I started to get a little mad. Yes, that's right, mad. Do you know how much we pay for health care? Way too freaking much! Do you know what kind of care we get when we go to the doctor? Mediocre at best! So here's what I think, instead of spending the money they are making off of me on colorful banners, mascot and product development, and paying some schlep to monitor Facebook; maybe they could charge me less or at least spend the money on improving care for me and my family.

Happy Halloween!

noreply@blogger.com (Sexy Housewife) — Sat, 01 Nov 2008 00:06:00 +0000

Yes, it is that night where we dress our children up and goulish costumes and send them out to beg for candy from the neighbors. Have I mentioned I am not very fond of Halloween? I don't know why, really. I liked Halloween as a kid. Picking out my costume, trolling for candy until I couldn't carry the bag anymore, running around the neighborhood in the dark. What's not to love?!

I suppose I started to get a little jaded about this holiday as I entered adulthood and specifically motherhood. When my oldest was almost 2 years old I was all ready to give her the best 1st try at trick or treating a kid could have. I spent weeks making her a fleece kitten costume so she wouldn't be cold in the frozen northland. I measured and cut and sewed it up. Yeah, that's right, I sew!

So, we are all ready for the big night and what happens? That's right, the Halloween Blizzard. Maybe you heard about it, 28 inches of snow, on Halloween. Oh well, we can dress her up and just go to the neighbors close by. She can still have her Halloween. I get her all dressed up, painted her nose pink and painted on whiskers equiped her with a pumpkin bucket and...she threw-up! That's right, she blew chunks all over the living room floor. She ended up with a fever of 102 degrees Farenheit, threw-up all night, and was down for the count for 3 days.

I was devestated! All that work! All that planning! The child probably didn't even realize what was going on. But, what can you do, nothing!

Well, the hubby (he really is something special) mentioned to his folks about the botched Halloween. They said, "well, dress her up again and bring her over here." So we did. They thought she was just darling, of course. They said we should take her to some of their neighbors (all the same houses where my hubby trick or treated as a child) and we did. They all thought she was darling too and since they all had leftover candy they were happy to endulge her in a little post-Halloween trick or treating.

When Life Gets in the Way of Blogging...

noreply@blogger.com (Sexy Housewife) — Wed, 29 Oct 2008 02:07:00 +0000

Post interesting yet creepy tidbits from your stat counter!

Here are some searches on Google that lead new readers to my humble little non-rated X blog (and the post they landed on):

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my brain is fried

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I'll just let this speak for itself.

A Day Off

noreply@blogger.com (Sexy Housewife) — Thu, 16 Oct 2008 20:06:00 +0000

Why is it that days off of work always end up busier than if I were at work? Today I was supposed to go to the teachers' convention in town but I thought I would be better off not dealing with traffic and such and stayed home so get some things done. I started by eating a little breakfast and drinking my coffee...gotta get the blood moving, ya know. Next I started the laundry. Then I cleaned out the front closet. The children had three years worth of winter and spring coats in there and an avalanche of hats, scarves, gloves, and mittens. I got rid of a bunch of coats. I threw out all the mateless gloves and mittens. I put the rest of the gloves and mittens in pairs in an organizer box. I folded all the scarves and stacked up all the hats. I rehung all the rest of the coats and grouped them by owner. I know this will not last long but if you came over right now my front closet would look great and there would even be a hanger for your jacket.

Once I finished with the closet, I made the kids a pizza for lunch. We all went outside then to clean up the yard. The youngest started raking the front yard while the son started up the mower and began mulching the leaves in the backyard. I emptied all my flower pots. Then I helped the youngest bag up her piles of leaves. I used the leaf blower to blow leaves out of the landscaping and clean off the sidewalks. The son continued to mow, now not mulching but picking up the rest of the leaves with the bagger. I did some final sweeping when the son was done. Finally, I washed out my pots.

Now it is time to shower the crud off and make supper. I am thinking beef pot pie.

Tomorrow I will clean the house, wash the towels and sheets, put away all the summer clothes, and shop.

Saturday we are going for a drive up north.

Maybe I can relax on Sunday.

Let's Talk Ta-Tas!

noreply@blogger.com (Sexy Housewife) — Sat, 04 Oct 2008 18:57:00 +0000

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Baby Books

noreply@blogger.com (Sexy Housewife) — Fri, 03 Oct 2008 20:50:00 +0000

Commited

This is so how it was at our house! The poor 3rd child didn't even get the Post-It Note!

Family Obligations

noreply@blogger.com (Sexy Housewife) — Thu, 02 Oct 2008 22:39:00 +0000

I know, I am posting 2 days in a row. Can you stand it?!

Okay, so you know I over think things, right? Make way too much of every little decision. So here's my issue today. We got invited to a wedding, the whole crew.

Now let me try to explain. The bride is my SIL's step-daughter. My SIL's has been married to the 2nd husband (super creepy guy but I won't go into that now) for about 8 years. In that time we have met/seen said bride-to-be maybe 3 times. I personally have spoken all of 20 words to the girl. When we got the invitation the youngest asked, "who's that?" When us girls went to the shower (yes, we got invited to that too and we went) the youngest asked, "which one is getting married?" She then proceeded to tell everyone at the shower, "I don't even know the bride."

Now I know some blended families blend together really well and I think that is great but that is not the case here. I am really not sure why we got invited. I would not have been offended in the least. I would completely understand. If she felt the need to invite the us, I certainly wouldn't expect her to invite the children too. The kicker is the kids have a big shindig that same night. Now a family wedding is certainly a good enough excuse for missing the shindig but can we use the shindig as an excuse for missing the wedding? I keep thinking we could just go to the wedding and skip the reception...IDK...that doesn't feel right either. You would think a nice dinner and party would be enough of an attraction for me but, frankly, it's not.

I know if we go (and we probably will) we will have a fine time. Our children will be on their best behavior and look completely adorable. I will look smokin' hot in the new dress I will have to buy. The hubby will look dashing in his coat and tie. We will get to spend time with the other family members that are wondering the same thing I am (Why did we get invited?). We will get home late and have an excuse for skipping church on Sunday.

But there is another thing way in the back of my mind. If we go, do we in turn have to invite them when our children get married? I know, that's a pretty bad thing to think, isn't it? But really, she is the oldest of 3 girls so it is setting a precedent for future obligations. Or maybe it is not about obligation at all and we should just do what we want.

My Favorite Season

noreply@blogger.com (Sexy Housewife) — Thu, 02 Oct 2008 00:05:00 +0000

Fall is by far my favorite season. I love the cool, crisp air. I love the final burst of color from the mums and seedums in my garden. I love seeing the changing leaves: gold, crimson, yellow, orange, and finally brown. The crunch under my feet brings me back to simpler times. I will go out of my way to stomp some leaves and kick them around. I like the newness of spring but my hayfever makes that time of year no fun for me. In the fall I can enjoy the outdoors without the runny nose and itchy eyes. I love layering on sweatshirts to go for walks. I really like it when the hubby and I can get away to the North Country and sit in front of the fireplace. Fall also puts me in the mood for cooking and baking. Chicken Wild Rice Soup, Apple Crisp, Banana Bread, Chili, Rhubarb Cake, Beef Stew, Pumpkin Bars...I like cooking all the time but something about fall inspires me even more. I know this will lead to the cold of winter but I will relish the last bits of life before the snow flies.

Pushing the Limits

noreply@blogger.com (Sexy Housewife) — Mon, 29 Sep 2008 23:15:00 +0000

Now, don't hate me but my two oldest children have always been very complient. They do what they are told, usually without question. Every once in a while they would try things that they hadn't been expliciatly told not to do but mostly they were well bahaved. (The oldest has had some trouble adjusting to what it means to be an adult in this house, but that is for another post.)

But my youngest, oh my! She is a stinker! She pushes the limits like you would not believe. She has been told, "No scissors in the bedroom." (Why? Because she has put holes in her bedding, clothes, stuffed animals, hair, etc.) She purposely tries to get her older sibblings in trouble by making up things. She is late coming home from the neighbors'. She has been told not to play with her older sister's make-up and things. So when she comes out of the bathroom smelling like J-Lo perfume, I ask, "What's that smell? Were you playing with the perfume again?" She answers, "No." Does she really think I don't know? I mean, she is nine now. You would think she would start to figure this out.

The two older ones have tried to help her out with this. They tell her, "You know, Mom knows everything. You can't lie to her. She will find out." But she does not listen.

Mom: "Did you clean your room?"
Youngest: "Yes."
Mom: "Do I need to check?"
Youngest: "No, I'll go check."
20 minutes later
Youngest: "I checked, it's clean."

Mom: "Did you brush your teeth?"
Youngest: "Yes."
Mom: "Then why is your toothbrush still dry?"
Youngest: (with exaperation) "I don't know! I brushed! I am not lying!"

And so it goes. Now we are grounding her periodically and she is losing more serious privialges like computer and TV. But this just causes her to mope around the house with an attitude that says, "How could you possibly be such horrible parents and inconvenience my life like this."

I am at my wits end. I am tired. She better figure it out soon or things could start to get ugly.

Lame Saturday Night Post

noreply@blogger.com (Sexy Housewife) — Sun, 28 Sep 2008 02:32:00 +0000

Love and Marriage

noreply@blogger.com (Sexy Housewife) — Fri, 26 Sep 2008 00:04:00 +0000

Remember that show Married...With Children? It portrayed the epitome of the stereo-typical loveless marriage. The new-age All In the Family but in Married...With Children the sparring came from both sides of the marriage and the children too. It was funny and entertaining in it's own right but not a show I wanted my oldest daughter to watch when she was 3 years old. It came on after one of her favorite shows that I let her watch while I would get dinner ready. Dinner was usually on the table by the time her show was over but if things were going a bit slow in the kitchen, Married...With Children would come on. She knew I didn't want her watching this show and as the ever-complient first child that she is, she would come running into the kitchen and say, "Mom, the 'love and marriage' show is on." The theme song started with those words, remember?

"Love and Marriage, Love and Marriage,
Go together like a horse and carriage,
This I tell ya brother,
you can't have one without the other."

(I know, it will be stuck in your head all day now.) I wonder what sort of early ideas I put in my daughter's head about love and marriage by telling her this was a bad show. After reading the article "The Truth About American Marriage" in Parade Magazine Sunday, I was wondering how you all view marriage. Has it lived up to your expectations? Or have you realized your expectations were unrealistic to begin with?

The article starts off citing all the troubled marriages that are in the public eye...celebs, politicians, etc. But then it goes on to cite results of a survey they conducted in which most people said they were basically happy with their marriage. Dispite lack of sex, secrets, and affairs in some marriages, they still want to work at it and stay together.

This was somewhat encouraging to me since recently I have been noticing a number of couples that can barely tolarate being around each other in public. I can only imagine what they are like at home. My hubby and I seem like a strange breed. I've said it before, we like to do things together. We talk to each other. What makes this so hard for some couples? What gets in the way? Do you think some couples give up too easily? Or do you know some that should have given up long ago?

On This Day In History...

noreply@blogger.com (Sexy Housewife) — Sat, 20 Sep 2008 19:30:00 +0000

Okay, maybe not Ancient History or anything but today is a milestone for Sexy Housewife. One year ago today I created this bloggy thing. The hubby had been blogging for a while and I never really saw the point. I liked helping him customize his blog and move it 3 times. I would offer the occasional post or comment but that was about it. I didn't really think I would have much to say on my own blog.

But last September was a tough time for the Sexy Housewife. The hubby was working late and I was tired of sitting around watching TV every night. The kids and other stresses were wearing me out and I needed a place to vent. I started out by trying to connect with some people in Yahoo chat rooms. That didn't go quite as planned. It seems that everyone in all of these chat rooms was looking for love or some facsimile of love. Even in the parent rooms! Not what I was interested in!

Then I started searching for blogs. I found some "Mommy Blogs" that were fun to read and that helped a lot. I found out very quickly that I was not the only stressed out mom. This, in and of itself, was such a comfort. I started commenting on a few blogs and checking out more. Posts on other blogs invoked thoughts that required more space than I felt I should use in the comments so I started Sexy Housewife.

I wanted to be completely anonymous and strangely enough Sexy Housewife was the first pseudonym I thought of. I am not normally conceited about my looks. I don't think I look bad but I would not normally classify myself as "sexy". I have never really thought of myself as a housewife either. But there it was, the perfect cover. Consider it a self-fulfilling prophecy if you will. I needed something to make me feel better about myself, my decisions in life, my many different roles and this blog and all the people I have met through it have done that for me. I am a strong, confident, intelligent, attractive woman.

I didn't even tell The Hubby about my blog at first. Partly because I didn't know if it would last. Partly, I needed to test it out before I opened it up to him. But mostly I felt that he would laugh at the things I chose to write about. I wanted to write about interesting parenting issues but also just day-to-day stuff, funny anecdotes and the like. No hard-hitting political topics here!

It has been hard to find time and inspiration to write as often as I would like. But overall, I am happy with how my first year of blogging has gone. I do want to get back to writing about some meatier topics so stay tuned for that.

What have I done to celebrate today? You know, the normal stuff, cleaned the house, ran errands, watched some Gopher football. We will have some steaks on the grill later because the weather is awesome right now.

Finally, a huge "thank you" to everyone that has stopped by during that past year. Whether you are a regular reader and commenter or shameless lurker, know that I am glad you have found something here to interest you. I have truly enjoyed meeting so many fun people!

Out for the Season

noreply@blogger.com (Sexy Housewife) — Fri, 19 Sep 2008 19:42:00 +0000

One week of football camp, six weeks of practice, four scrimmages, two games, $40 cleats, $30 receiver gloves, $160 in fees...and it all comes to an end in one tackle. My son was having just a great time playing football. Dispite naysayers, he was a good player. He was willing to learn and work hard.

But last night put an end to it all. He was tackled in practice and landed funny on his foot. The coach looked at it and seemed to think it was just a bad bruise. We came home, iced it, took some Advil, and put him to bed. He said it felt better this morning but still hurt and it was still pretty swollen. He wanted to go to school so I sent him off with the promise I would be there later to take him to doctor when they could get him in. I got him to the doctor by noon, got x-rays, talked to the doctor...broken. Tiny little fracture causing a whole lot of trouble. She referred us to a sports medicine doctor for next week and put him in a pretty grey boot.

My extremely active son is sidelined...from football, biking, rollerblading, etc. He could drive us crazy over the next weeks. The doctor said these types of breaks can take a long time to heal. I guess we will see how it goes.

Friday Isn't What It Used To Be...

noreply@blogger.com (Sexy Housewife) — Sat, 13 Sep 2008 01:04:00 +0000

Commited

THE NEXT SURVIVOR SERIES

noreply@blogger.com (Sexy Housewife) — Sat, 06 Sep 2008 15:07:00 +0000

A friend of mine sent me this. Maybe you have seen it before but it is a good one.

Six married men will be dropped on an island with one car and 3 kids each for six weeks.

Each kid will play two sports and either take music or dance classes.

There is no fast food.

Each man must take care of his 3 kids; keep his assigned house clean, correct all homework, and complete science projects, cook, do laundry, and pay a list of 'pretend' bills with not enough money.

In addition, each man will have to budget in money for groceries each week.

Each man must remember the birthdays of all their friends and relatives, and send cards out on time--no emailing.

Each man must also take each child to a doctor's appointment, a dentist appointment and a haircut appointment.

He must make one unscheduled and inconvenient visit per child to the Urgent Care.

He must also make cookies or cupcakes for a social function.

Each man will be responsible for decorating his own assigned house, planting flowers outside and keeping it presentable at all times.

The men will only have access to television when the kids are asleep and all chores are done.

The men must shave their legs, wear makeup daily, adorn himself with jewelry, wear uncomfortable yet stylish shoes, keep fingernails polished and eyebrows groomed.

During one of the six weeks, the men will have to endure severe abdominal cramps, back aches, and have extreme, unexplained mood swings but never once complain or slow down from other duties.

They must attend weekly school meetings, church, and find time at least once to spend the afternoon at the park or a similar setting.

They will need to read a book to the kids each night and in the morning, feed them, dress
them, brush their teeth and comb their hair by 7:00 am.

A test will be given at the end of the six weeks, and each father will be required to know all of the following information: each child's birthday, height, weight, shoe size, clothes size and doctor's name. Also the child's weight at birth, length, time of birth, and length of labor, each child's favorite color, middle name, favorite snack, favorite song, favorite drink, favorite toy, biggest fear and what they want to be when they grow up.

The kids vote them off the island based on performance. The last man wins only if...he still has enough energy to be intimate with his spouse at a moment's notice.

If there is a winner, he can play the game over and over again for the next 18 years eventually earning the right to be called Mother!

My Brain is Fried

noreply@blogger.com (Sexy Housewife) — Thu, 04 Sep 2008 22:43:00 +0000

I am started to get quite irritated with myself. I am living life, taking in all the special moments. Be they funny, cute, sad, maddening. I think to myself often, "Oh, I can write about this on my blog!" So what happens when I sit down to write? I can't remember a damn thing! WTF! I really think I am too young for Alzheimer's. I am not some bumbling dimwit. So why can't I remember?

My theories:

1. My life is so boring it is not worth remembering.

2. I am so busy cluttering up my brain with remembering appointments, football games, class schedules, bus schedules, etc. that there is no room left for the other stuff.

3. I am only really motivated to remember things if they are going to be on a test.

4. I/O Error-it either gets lost going in or it goes in but then can't find it's way out.

5. Insert your theory here.

Yeah, so if I ever remember anything interesting, I be back to write again...if I can remember how to get here, that is. ;-)

Ch-Ch-Changes...

noreply@blogger.com (Sexy Housewife) — Thu, 28 Aug 2008 23:49:00 +0000

Life is crazy!

I made another trip to Ikea to get some bookshelves and desks. I am learning to love Ikea! I got 2 bookshelves, 2 desks, a nightstand, and some misc. odds and ends for under $500! The oldest now has a more "college" looking bedroom and the son has a desk that fits in his tiny room. I bought the youngest a desk at Goodwill for $5 and we painted and stamped it together. (A scary side note: we saw the after effects of a motorcycle crash on the way to Ikea.)

The oldest has started college. We went to orientation Sunday and got all oriented then she had 2 more days of orientation before classes actually started. She was a bit overwhelmed at first but she seems to be settling in rather quickly. She already has her work study job lined up. The only remaining snafu is we ordered a bunch of her textbooks online (we saved about $200 this way) and one of them has yet to arrive.

The hubby's job is changing...again. This is a good thing but it has been tricky getting schedules worked out as he is vacillating between 1st shift and 2nd shift for a few days while trying to wrap up the old position and get the skinny on the new position. It will be very nice to have him home in the evenings! I know the kids will like having him around more often as will the Sexy Housewife! ;-)

I have also returned to the working world. It has been a little chaotic adjusting but I am doing surprisingly well with the stress.

The son is already playing football. The two youngest start school next week and they will have to be moving a little faster in the mornings then they are used to. I know they will do just fine but what kind of mother would I be if I didn't worry just a little?

All of this will be good but the transition will be a bit bumpy but hopefully not for too long. I do hope I can still find time to blog.