Let me tell you, this has been one busy ass weekend. Yesterday didn't start so well, as we were getting ready to go into Chicago to see the Cubs game. The dentist was able to get me antibiotics, and even with ice, I was still in a good amount of pain and very swollen. So, I was being a trooper, but I was getting more irritated by the minute as Brian was tantruming about something silly as we were getting ready. All the while, not asking how I was feeling. Even when we were at the DMV (what said tantrum related to), I told him it hurt my feelings that he didn't even bother to ask how I was, when he knew how much pain I was in that Friday, and even that morning. He still went the rest of the weekend, without asking how I was, but only mentioning a couple of times how bad it looked. Are all men like this? I swear, sometimes I have to bite my tongue. Maybe this is really the route cause of all of my dental issues :) Anyway, I mentioned the DMV. Dear Lord, we finally have IL liscence plates. I was so worried about getting a ticket that we had to do it. It feels good to be "legal." Now, don't ask me to get an IL lisence, that's a whole other thing. Don't wanna do it. Of course, it cost us $400, instead of the $200 that the website cited. Apparently we had to pay $100 for each "title" to change to IL, even though the banks still own both of our vehicles. They apparently send the "new" titles to WA, and then we get them when it's paid off. Funny...paying for the title twice...
The boys had an absolute blast at the Cubs game. It worked out so well, that the Cubs were playing the Dodgers. Cal was into more than anyone. It was so fun explaining the game to him. At one point, some shady looking guys came down in front of where we were (2nd row up top), and were cheering on the Dodgers. They certainly looked as if they were looking for trouble. Anyway, the largest guy heard Cal routing for the Dodgers, and they became fast buddies, doing the fist pump, etc. It was pretty funny. Of course, the Dodgers pounded the Cubs. Why, oh why am I a Cubs fan? Maybe deep down it's all related to my not knowing how to be happy. haha.
It was a long ass day, and I was completely beat when we got home. My mouth had taken its toll. Brian and I were asleep before the boys, even. So, this morning I woke up at 4:30. I wish I could fall asleep early every night, so I wouldn't have problems with getting up in the morning. The problem with waking up that early, is I can't really do anything, except be super quiet while everyone else sleeps. I wanted to go for a walk, but it was blowing like a mofo. Instead, I did some reading and got caught up on Words. But, it gave me entirely too much to think about the moving situation. By the time Brian did get up (7:30 or later), I was ready to go. He wanted me to see this one area of IL, that has great schools (on account of the nearby nuclear plants....). It really is a wonderful area, and the schools looked fantastic. It's so pretty out that way. It would make Brian's commute about 45 mins., though. It would lighten mine a little. But in the grand scheme of things, it keeps
us here. I really don't want to stay in IL. Brian is so damn comfortable at his job, though... Anyway, I had him write some updates to his resume, so I can get it up to date, and he can get it out there. I don't want to move anywhere (esp. around here), without knowing we looked our hardest in the areas we wouldn't mind living. So, today was another day full of driving. I'm so sick of being in a car.
Just after we got home today, a terrible storm came rolling in. It brought us our first tornado warning for our little town. Caleb freaked out. We couldn't get Junior to go down the stairs. It was kind of disasterous. After a while, we got (except Junior) all calm in the basement and then the tornado warning moved on. Freaky. I did not care for that, at all....
This afternoon has been really busy. I've gotten a lot of laundry done and some cleaning (but not near as much as I hoped for). But I am very proud of the fact that I made some cauliflower soup tonight, and a huge pitcher of "green juice." I'll add my recipe to the recipe section on here. It differs a bit from Amy's. I wanted to give myself the best chance at a good week, as possible. I have Caleb's IEP (Individual Educational Plan), and I absolutely hate those things. Tomorrow will be tough, as I have Cal telling me he doesn't want to go to school there next year, and I feel the school is ill-equipped to handle his needs. It won't be fun... Then I get my 2 hour RT to work for 3 whole hours, before I have to leave for the dentist. Tues. I have thx, and then Wed., I have to drive into, nearly IA, to have my eyes checked again. Lord, I hope I get the green light for Lasik. Then, next Mon., I have to take the day off to take Caleb into Chicago to see his eye surgeon. It's a little much to tacked onto the everyday stuff. So, hopefully I'll stay on top of it all, but eating healthily and getting some workouts in. I'm ready. I tell you, I'm ready. I look at myself (my body), and I'm fully disgusted. I need to become someone I can be proud of all the way around.
Well, I'd better get the soup set up in batches for the fridge and freezer. After that, I'll probably stay up and watch the lighting again. The storms out here are f'ing crazy. The thunder is ringing in my ears as I type.
I hope this entry found you all well and happy with yourself in every way.
~Jen
The boys had an absolute blast at the Cubs game. It worked out so well, that the Cubs were playing the Dodgers. Cal was into more than anyone. It was so fun explaining the game to him. At one point, some shady looking guys came down in front of where we were (2nd row up top), and were cheering on the Dodgers. They certainly looked as if they were looking for trouble. Anyway, the largest guy heard Cal routing for the Dodgers, and they became fast buddies, doing the fist pump, etc. It was pretty funny. Of course, the Dodgers pounded the Cubs. Why, oh why am I a Cubs fan? Maybe deep down it's all related to my not knowing how to be happy. haha.
It was a long ass day, and I was completely beat when we got home. My mouth had taken its toll. Brian and I were asleep before the boys, even. So, this morning I woke up at 4:30. I wish I could fall asleep early every night, so I wouldn't have problems with getting up in the morning. The problem with waking up that early, is I can't really do anything, except be super quiet while everyone else sleeps. I wanted to go for a walk, but it was blowing like a mofo. Instead, I did some reading and got caught up on Words. But, it gave me entirely too much to think about the moving situation. By the time Brian did get up (7:30 or later), I was ready to go. He wanted me to see this one area of IL, that has great schools (on account of the nearby nuclear plants....). It really is a wonderful area, and the schools looked fantastic. It's so pretty out that way. It would make Brian's commute about 45 mins., though. It would lighten mine a little. But in the grand scheme of things, it keeps
us here. I really don't want to stay in IL. Brian is so damn comfortable at his job, though... Anyway, I had him write some updates to his resume, so I can get it up to date, and he can get it out there. I don't want to move anywhere (esp. around here), without knowing we looked our hardest in the areas we wouldn't mind living. So, today was another day full of driving. I'm so sick of being in a car.
Just after we got home today, a terrible storm came rolling in. It brought us our first tornado warning for our little town. Caleb freaked out. We couldn't get Junior to go down the stairs. It was kind of disasterous. After a while, we got (except Junior) all calm in the basement and then the tornado warning moved on. Freaky. I did not care for that, at all....
This afternoon has been really busy. I've gotten a lot of laundry done and some cleaning (but not near as much as I hoped for). But I am very proud of the fact that I made some cauliflower soup tonight, and a huge pitcher of "green juice." I'll add my recipe to the recipe section on here. It differs a bit from Amy's. I wanted to give myself the best chance at a good week, as possible. I have Caleb's IEP (Individual Educational Plan), and I absolutely hate those things. Tomorrow will be tough, as I have Cal telling me he doesn't want to go to school there next year, and I feel the school is ill-equipped to handle his needs. It won't be fun... Then I get my 2 hour RT to work for 3 whole hours, before I have to leave for the dentist. Tues. I have thx, and then Wed., I have to drive into, nearly IA, to have my eyes checked again. Lord, I hope I get the green light for Lasik. Then, next Mon., I have to take the day off to take Caleb into Chicago to see his eye surgeon. It's a little much to tacked onto the everyday stuff. So, hopefully I'll stay on top of it all, but eating healthily and getting some workouts in. I'm ready. I tell you, I'm ready. I look at myself (my body), and I'm fully disgusted. I need to become someone I can be proud of all the way around.
Well, I'd better get the soup set up in batches for the fridge and freezer. After that, I'll probably stay up and watch the lighting again. The storms out here are f'ing crazy. The thunder is ringing in my ears as I type.
I hope this entry found you all well and happy with yourself in every way.
~Jen
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