I survived!!

Well I survived my first semester of grad school... and that's about all I can say, I survived. I can't tell you how excited I am about the month off I have before second summer session starts. To be honest, I'm not sure if I"ll continue after that... I knew it would take time, but I don't like the affect it had on me or my family life. My #1 goal was to keep it from affecting my family life to much, and hopefully I succeeded pretty well in doing that. However, the toll it took on me waiting to do school after Mackenzie was in bed or on my Friday afternoons seems to be just a little too much to handle with everything else I had going on. Granted I had other unusual circumstances this semester that added to my increased stress level, but I'm just not sure it's worth it... On top of all that I'm not enjoying it like I thought I would, not the school work but doing something for me. It's amazing what a few years and a kiddo will do to change your perspective and your priorities. I don't feel comfortable making the decision about one semester, so we'll just see what happens after the summer...

And that's how it all started...

Swine Flu.... and this is how it all started.

Just a small disclaimer... No, that is not my child... :)

Heavy Heart

I wish my first post after being gone so long wasn't such a sad one, but unfortunately it is... I'm sitting here with a heavy heart as I try to wind down to sleep. I am broken hearted for our good friends Katie and Whit who have to bury their 2 day only baby girl Lilly Claire tomorrow. I know they are finally home tonight (Thank You Father!) but without their angel and it breaks my heart for them. And tomorrow they have to do the unthinkable... bury their child. How you do that I don't know...

Abba Father please carry Whit and Katie tomorrow. Comfort them in a way that only you can do. I claim Phil 4:7 as I pray for them, "And the peace of God, which transcends all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus." Please fill them with the peace that passes all understanding.

Father God, I also thank you because I KNOW that YOU and ONLY YOU are in control of every situation of our lives, even the most difficult ones. I know that you have a plan and a purpose for us, just like my favorite verse (and Katie's) says, "For, I know the plans I have for you declares the Lord, plans to prosper you, and not to harm you, plans to give you a HOPE and future." Jeremiah 29:11.

I am at a loss, but thankfully you are not. You know what they need, please meet them there.

I love you Father, thank you.

Maybe not...

I know I said I was gonna do better, but it looks like not so much! I've got reasons!!

• Insane Work Schedule
• Insane 2 1/2 Year Old
• Whatever Insanity caused me to start my masters
• Most likely selling my house and buying a new one
• Insane Life in General

Many other reason to be named at a later date...

Overall though I'm extremely blessed to have the life I have and wouldn't change a minute of it!! (even the not sleeping in. )

Totally Uncool Non-Trad!

For those of you who don't know... or don't remember a Non-Trad is one of the older people who was in your college classes and ALWAYS asked questions. You always thought, what you haven't gotten this yet??? Well its official I feel like one of those people now! I've started grad school in the last couple of weeks, and my friends and I have been making jokes about how we were gonna be the uncool non-trads. Well tonight we officially felt like that... we sooooo didn't get our concepts in our Finance class as quickly as we should have, even though it was just a review from our finance class in college. It didn't help that the only only guys in the class graduated in May of 07 and May of 08. We comprise 4 of the 9 people in the class, so the small numbers don't help either. I'm really hoping it will be better by next week or I might actually break down and cry! :) It's official I CAN NOT miss a Monday night!

My new favorite question to ask myself is why did I do this to myself???

They didn't match!

I got home from a church meeting to find Mackenzie in a RAzorback T-Shirt, Elmo panties, and Elmo socks. Her cute outfit was nowhere to be found. She had a cute 3/4 lenght blue striped shirt and jean skirt to wear. I even sent tights to wear under her skirt (the pant kind... not panty hose kind) because you never know if it really was gonna be 70 when we picked her up. I really wanted to see the tights under the skirt because I thought it would be cute! Well I asked Brian why she wasn't wearing them... he said he went into her room while he was cooking dinner and found her naked (except for the Elmo socks of course.) He told her she had to put clothes on so she got a t-shirt. Here comes the kicker...

I asked if she wore the tights under the skirt and he said no. She told Wanda they didn't match!!! I said what?? He said yeah, and she had the Elmo socks on when I got there. I said so the tights didn't match but the socks did? He said he even said Mackie the socks don't match and she said "Yes they do!" Apparently she's coming in to her own sense of goofy style! Why argue with it?

Latest Conversation

So if you're a parent, you know how it is after your kid has been home sick for a few days and its time to get back into the routine... Usually clingy when you leave, sometimes in a bad mood, and takes some time to get back in the swing of things.

I say this to explain the conversation I had with Mackenzie while she was in the bathtub a few minutes ago. Her friend Mattie was out sick on Monday or Tuesday and just came back yesterday.

Me: Did you have a good day? (I just got home)
Mackie: Yep!
Me: Were you a good girl today?
Mackie: Yes ma'am. (That's always the answer... at least the first time)
Me: Who did you play with?
Mackie: Mattie (Mary Claire is still out sick)
Me: Was she in a better mood today? (Yesterday morning was rough for Mattie)
Mackie: No, she was in a BAD mood!
Me: What was the matter with Mattie?
Mackie: She was mad at me. (Very matter of factly)
Me: Why was she mad at you?
Mackie: She hurt my feelings.
Me: Why did she hurt your feelings?
Mackie: SILENCE

END OF CONVERSATION!

Couldn't get anything out of her after that... It's so random the conversations you have with your 2 year old! (Who thinks she is 20)