A BOY IS

TRUTH with dirt on his face,

BEAUTY with a cut on his finger,

WISDOM with bubble gum in his hair,

and theHOPE of the future with a
frog in his pocket.

LITTLE GIRLS

Little girls are made of daisies and butterflies and soft kitty cat purrs

And all the precious memories of times that once were.

Little girls are made of angel's wings and giggles and a firefly's glow

And all the happy feelings, deep inside, that we all know.

Little girls are made of cinnamon and bubbles and fancy white pearls

And snowflakes and rainbows and ballerina twirls.

Little girls are made of sunshine and cupcakes and fresh morning dew,

And these are the reasons, little one, why everyone loves you.

Author: Karen Barnes



Monday, September 12, 2011

Yuck

That about sums up how I feel.

I think it may be the blood pressure meds. I am exhausted and just feeling like I can't get out of my own way. Luckily I have an appointment Thurs with the specialist. Plus some of my meds are making me gag when I try and take them - that's not concerning just normal. The tiredness is concerning considering I have a 13 month to run after. I also seem to be up every hour to 2 hours at night. Just crazy...

I did manage last weekend to get the front room fall cleaned and this weekend managed the family and dining room, the laundry room and hallway. I swept ceiling and walls, dusted, cleaned baseboards, window blinds, cleaned curtains, took down and cleaned light fixtures, vacuumed furniture and cleaned nic nacks. I really wanted to tackle the kitchen but just wasn't up to it. We are hoping to rent a steam cleaner and do the carpets this weekend...hoping this will still be in the plans but Alex's work just got crazy and he will be working really long hours the next 2 weeks and also working the next 2 Saturdays :(.

Nic and I also got the bush's trimmed and he and Alex tried to tackle the awful tree. I think the tree is winning. We still probably have 2 more weekends of tackling that awful thing as we have to wait for out garbage can to empty out again.

1 comment:

Stacey said...

So sorry you're feeling yucky. Hope things turn around or get bareable!