The Weekend

Most days as a mother of a teenager you sit back and your head spins as you try to figure out what just caused the outburst, or wander what happened to that wonderful, loving child you once had.
Not this weekend.
I had the BEST weekend. Started out running errands with my wonderful husband then came home to get my daughter who helped me clean the church nursery (along with two wonderful friends Lori and Joanna and my sons best friend Jessica) Then we joined GAP at our church and had tons of fun. Jessi and I took Jessica out to coffee before dropping her off at home and had a wonderful conversation with her. Came home to my boys and we all four went out to dinner at the Melting Pot. It was a special treat I had been planning in my head for months. We had a blast. Normally Brian won't even go out to dinner with us, he just requests our left overs. Brian and I had a sword fight with our forks, we laughed so hard our tummies hurt. He and Jessi are both studying the same subject in World Civilizations and they shared with us all that they had learned. It did get a bit silent when the chocolate fondue was set at our table about the only thing you heard was, mmmmmmmmmmmmm. Then UHHHHHHHHHHHHH, because the full tummies kicked in.
It even continued into the next day, the smiles, talking, and just being nice. I didn't want this weekend to end!
We stopped at the store so that two kids we had given a ride to youth group could run in and get their mom some stuff and we were all talking. So many people have been coming up to me lately to tell me how nice I am, I wasn't fishing for a compliment but I was trying to tell my family that I am not "nice" I just allow God to use me. All I got out was I'm not nice and both kids and husband piped in saying "Yes you are!" I don't know why but hearing Brian say I was nice was a perfect ending to a perfect weekend. I hear so much of how unfair I am and how mean I am and judgemental I am. So it meant so much to hear him say that.
OH I so hope we can repeat this weekend every day

Public Apology

Last weekend on Saturday evening at 8:10pm my phone rang. It, of course, was a telemarketer. I only remember her name, Sophia. I don't remember what company she was calling about (or for). I felt a little bold and so I proceeded to tell her that it was rude to call on a Saturday evening and I hung up. Not even on full minute later the phone rings, AGAIN. And yes it was Sophia, AGAIN. I then raised my voice and got angry with her. I said some mean things and she never let up, she continued to tell me her little sells gimmick. Then I said take me off your calling list and the woman told me NO!!! She tried to tell me that my number was public information and she could call anytime she wanted. So I informed her that it is federal law to take me off if I asked and she started over again with her sells gimmick. SHEESH! I ended up just hanging up the phone.
I do apologies for losing my temper it was uncalled for. I really should have taken a different approach to this whole situation. I do however strongly believe she was in the wrong from the very first phone call. But I don't need to act like a fool.
For now on I am going to calmly ask for the persons name and company and possibly a phone number and then ask to be taken off of the list this way if I have problems I will then be calling in a formal complaint.

better days

If today could just be started over that would be great!! Falls, stuck heads, screams, cries, melt downs. I think we should have spent the day in a padded room listening to calm music. Lets see if I can stay away from my normal stressful day retreat, foods with high sugar!! So far so good.

Frusterated

I wanna go to the biggest loser ranch in st. george utah. I can't do this on my own. It's too hard. What am I supposed to do when I get cravings for sugary sweets!!!! So I am gonna run away to St. George. It cost $1000 a week. Who wants to donate to my cause.