Everything But The Kitchen Sink

Lets see how many different subjects I can cram into this post. I feel a long winded, eyes glazed over, post is in order. I didn't post anything the other day so I'll just smush a few into one. You better grab a snack or come back at a better time cuz this is gonna be long. Or you could find something better to do like rinse out the garbage cans.

Are you comfy? Good. Are you sure you want to read this? Okay....

We're all feeling better. Still stuck on the tale end of mucus mayhem but fevers are all gone. Still a little froggy but we're on the mend. Aunt flow, thankfully, ended her visit. Only a week and half so that wasn't too bad. Little weak from it as stairs give me fits but I've had worse.

Hubs spoke at church Sunday and did a really good job. Can't say enough good things about him. I was going to try and figure out the whole podcast thing to post it on my blog, but it required more brain power than what I could muster to tackle the job. Much to Hubby's relief.

Totally proud of him. He had all this done and prepared months ago and wasn't nervous at all which shocked both of us. It was a God thing for sure. He already has 3 more done with 2 in the works. Cracks me up. Have to see what God is up to with that.

We were getting ready to walk out the door and he said 'today's the day' which was a bad thing to say as there is a whole song from Blue's Clues that starts with that. Me, being me, broke out into song with Blue's part thrown in for good measure.

I'm both surprised and appalled that I still remember this song.

Why can't we pick and choose what we remember and what we forget?? Seriously. I would like to forget a few things not to mention all those kid shows. Yet I still blank out when asked my telephone number or my email address. I walk into a room and forget what I was going to do. I wonder if it's possible to add more memory to one's brain like a computer.

Speaking of computers, I still hate hoopty. Just thought you would like to know that.

Even the mouse to this thing is starting to act all hoopty like. You have to click it a few times for it to realize you meant it. This continues for every other click so I end up aggressively tapping the button to get it to work. The mouse decided it didn't like the abuse and stopped working. Normally I cheer when there is a dead mouse but since this one is connected to the computer, I was not thrilled. I unplugged it and replugged it - nothing. Enter Hubs and the mouse jumps back to life with Hoopty cowering for its life.

So not fair.

In other news, FIL is still alive. Talked to my MIL today and had a good chat with her. I hear that she is going to make some cookies with the boys when they come up for the boys' birthday.

Long story long, I was suppose to make Hubster some cookies for his birthday. This has yet to happen. The whole subject of cookies came up and all of Hubs' favorite cookies are ones I've never heard of nor have found recipes for. The boys hearing all this cookie wonderfulness suddenly wanted to know why they have never tasted this, so posed the question to their Grammy.

After they promised not to bail out and actually help with the process of baking, and I told her this would count as part of their home ec. credit, she agreed. And these aren't just any cookies but ladyfingers or clothespin cookies - something like that. As in the best cookie I have ever tasted in my life.

To hear that this awesome cookieness is just a few weeks away brought much rejoicing in the land. Mainly from Hubby but rejoicing none the less.

We did get to talking about church stuff. I told her that I'm sort of miffed right now. Ever have God call your bluff? I wasn't really bluffing but I was sort of using an excuse. See God remove excuse and hear Him say, checkmate. Know that other people are aware of this checkmate status and they are totally laughing about it.

Not happy, Bob. Not happy.

The excuse I was using all started earlier this month when we went to a fish fry from our former church. The boys ended up hanging out with some teens that while we attended there, didn't give them the time of day. They had a good time and they asked if they could go to that youth group. Trouble with that is there are some people who basically think I'm the devil, that I manipulate and control my husband all because I tend to be vocal and he doesn't. If they only knew.

Needless to say, I didn't think them attending would go over too well. Can't say as I would be comfortable with that either with me being the devil and all. Talk about awkward.

On top of that, I have been battling some severe depression that I've sort of masked. While people knew I was down, no one has known to what degree. In the middle of being down, just about everyone backed away from me all with the 'I don't know what to say' excuse. So not only have we gone through financial hardship, battled depression, but lose friendships on top of it. Who knew going through a hard time could give you a social disease? Makes it hard to trust people in general.

Sort of hard to break off agreements when you have people reinforcing it to boot.

I told Hubs I would be by his side when he spoke but after that, all bets were off and I was going to take on the dreaded task of church shopping in order to find a youth group for the boys. Cuz it's all about the boys - ahem.

Right before Hubby speaks, the announcement was made that a youth group is being formed by combining with a couple other churches.

Dang it.

I made eye contact with Hubs and gave him the stink eye. He, of course, just smirked at me. Later he was extremely smug that look at how God provided. The desire was there and rather than have to take matters into my hands, God took care of it for me.

I told him where he could stick his polished halo.

He's still laughing at me. Totally at as I'm not laughing. This is still filed under 'we shall see' as well as 'to be continued' as I'm not entirely sold on the whole thing. The youth group I went to had young adults who ran it and bought alcohol for the minors. While I'm not saying this group will do that - I don't jump blindly.

A lot of people have told me I'm over protective of the boys and blah, blah, blah. I just don't prescribe to the viewpoint of tossing your kid into a pool with the sink or swim approach. Been there, done that and it wasn't that great. I'm finding they are more willing to tackle things after they've been instructed and equipped than just floating around trying to make it to the other side.

I've also been told I don't trust authority by numerous people. Why do I always get the picture from the Jungle Book of the snake with his eyes all goofy singing 'Trust In Me' while he's about ready to swallow him whole?
Issues?
Moi???
Duh.
You just now figuring that one out? In that case, I have some ocean front property for sale in the state of Iowa.
If I have to explain that to anyone just go away before I hurt you.

And finally...

Some of your comments from the dog issue cracked me up. I have to confess that our doggie situation isn't exactly kosher, so I can't really call animal control unless I want a bigger headache.

My folks were suppose to take their dog back once they got out but the breed of dog wasn't allowed at their apartment complex. My folks' revisit to Club Fed left us, once again, stuck with the dog. So I'm still torn over the whole issue of what to do with this dog cause she's not exactly legal as I didn't intend to still have this dog for this long.

I did send off the question on the whole dog subject when I sent my Dad a birthday card. He didn't respond to anything about the dog. Totally blew that subject off but did send some serious snarkiness on a few things. And it wasn't a good snarkiness either.

There's a shock for ya.

I think this post covers just about everything. I decided not to toss in the kitchen sink as I still need to shovel all the dishes out of it. Way to much work.