Showing posts with label Mondays. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Mondays. Show all posts

Sunday, September 18, 2011

Mondays

I am combining a couple of things this week. Miscellany Monday and Not me Monday.
This was a great week. My husband got promoted to Warrant Officer 2 which is HUGE, MEGA, AMAZING, WONDERFUL.
So I:
1. Did not find my diva cup right where it should be in my bathroom closet, after looking for it for 2 months. Not me.
2. They did not decide to leave my children standing in the middle of the room while everyone else stood around the room during his promotion ceremony, as if they were on display.
3. I did not notice that there is a hair on the back of my leg that is probably 3 inches long. SERIOUSLY, how do I always forget that spot.
4. It was not me left half a gallon of milk on the counter all night after fussing at her children for leaving food out.
5. It was also not me who also left my last 8 cups of pumpkin on the stove all night, which means I am being wasteful again.
6. It is also not me who started cooking things several times this week to only realize I did NOT turn on the stove. I so need a new brain.
7. I did not smile a little more than needed when I realized my son got urinated while caring for a friend’s 5 year old. He is so funny about such things that this was comical because he did not totally lose it.
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Pamela
Mckmama- Not Me Monday

Sunday, May 29, 2011

Mondays

Today I feel blessed. I feel blessed that my husband is not deployed. I feel blessed that we have survived 7 deployments.
Today my heart is aching for a couple of families. It is aching for Mrs. P I am praying for Jack. Today is memorial day and I plan on spending time in prayer. Time for the families who have lost soldiers and time for the soldiers and spouses of soldiers who do not come home the same. Rather they come home physically injured or mentally injured. More soldiers come home with PTSD then we realize.
Today I will honor the uncle I have never met who was killed in Vietnam. I will pray for the children of the fallen.
I encourage you to visit your local Veterans home this week. Take a moment to tell your kids why we are free. I am so grateful that our children are growing up in a free country and feel safe. I also feel it is my duty to explain to them how that is.
Pam

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Sunday, May 22, 2011

Mondays

1. My girls are cleaning up right now, I conned them into cleaning up before Awana. It is our last one of the year. I am kind of bummed because I missed the adult Bible Study. All though I am excited to have our Sunday evenings at home.
2. My boys went camping and canoeing with boy scouts this weekend. My son had to hike 10 miles and was not happy about it. I told my husband when it is time to do the 20 mile hike he should not tell him about it until they are 10 miles out.
3. This was a strange weekend. I normally do not mind being home alone but Friday night I had a weird ADT guy knock on the door (ADT assures me they were legit). Then a teenager that I am pretty sure was high knocked on my door to mow my grass. I promised myself that the next time someone knocked on the door I was opening it with a gun in my hand.
4. My girls are getting taller. Last spring I got on a kick of making them skirts and now every time they put them on I am seeing more and more knee. I am kind of excited because they are fun to make and now I can make more.
5. This pay day we have spent a ton of money eating out. I cannot believe how fast it can drain a checking account.
6. This week my girls attended our last American Heritage Girls meeting with this troop. I have to be honest and say I am sad and excited to be going to a new troop. I think the new troop will be great but I hate leaving a troop without feeling completely at peace about everything.
7. Is it normal that my ten year old can bend her knees fifty times and each time you hear them popping? It is so weird.
8. Pamela
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