What do you do when you start reading a book and it doesn't grab you? It used to be that I felt guilty unless I finished it. Nowadays, I cut myself some slack and move on. I've got a pile of books to read so there is no sense in wasting time on one that doesn't grab me. Most recently I tried reading Ten Year Nap by Meg Wolitzer. I read through 60 pages and I still wasn't interested in the characters. I think part of my issue is that Wolitzer uses minimal spoken dialogue and instead relies heavily on internal dialogue. After awhile, I felt like I was reading one long run on sentence. I am hoping the next book in the pile will hold my interest to the end.
I am lifting up Stellan and MckMama to you today. I am praying that you can heal his tiny heart and give him rest. Please bring his family peace especially MckMama who has tirelessly been by his side. Please let her and her family feel the embrace of thousands of people lifting them up in prayers. Stellan needs another miracle and You are the God of miracles. I am asking for You to do one in his life. Ultimately, I know Your will and Your plans are far greater than anything we can imagine. The plans You have for Stellan are great no matter what they may be.
Molly thinks its amazing that I can predict what will be on the channel before it actually comes on. One day she will realize there is a guide but for now I like to keep her thinking I am all that. And a bag of rice.
On Tuesdays and Thursdays, I drive both kids to school. We drop off Jacob and then head to Molly's preschool. The schools are about 10 minutes apart, so not too bad. About halfway to Molly's school, it dawns on me that we are heading to Molly's school. Not Jacob's school. I forgot to take him to school! He was quietly reading his "Diary of a Wimpy Kid" book in the back seat. Now Jacob being late can throw off his entire day especially if he thinks it was his fault. So I made a point to say how funny it was and that it was totally my fault. He was more than happy to tell everyone we saw walking in that it was my fault (including the vice principal). Oh well, all's well that ends well.
Stellan is still very ill. As another blogger said, "Let's storm the gates of heaven on Stellan's behalf." Continue to send up your prayers on Stellan's behalf.
This is not the first time Stellan has suffered from heart issues. While he was still in the womb, MckMama was told he would die. During that time, many of the MckMama followers decided to make a Stellan Name gallery so he could feel the world surrounding him in prayer. Lauren, of Knowing Norrah, has decided its time for another Stellan gallery.
Go over and do your own entry for the Stellan Name Gallery! Let Mckmama and Stellan know we are all praying for them.
Did anyone see (or hear) President Obama's gaffe on the Tonight Show? If not, he referred to his bad bowling being like Special Olympics.
I really, really think he just made a bad choice. He is a wonder with words and this is so out of character for him. I would go so far as to say I have made lighthearted remarks about Jacob's autism. I don't do it to demean him (or anyone else with autism). In fact, his idiosyncrasies are something I admire and I think will make him an awesome scientist one day. So maybe this is like when someone talks about your family -- you can do it, but if someone else does all heck breaks loose.
Molly has been sick since Monday afternoon. It sucks because we haven't been able to do anything (and the weather was glorious). Of course, I imagine it sucks a lot more for her since she's the one spending most of the day with her head in the toilet. I have to give her credit -- outside of one instance of puking on the neighbor's driveway, she makes it to the toilet every time. Impressive. I seem to recall that when I was her age, I never made it the two steps from my bedroom to the bathroom without decorating the wall. (Sorry Mom and Grandma.)
Did I mention if it get two feet from her, she freaks out. She just came out of her Kipper video induced stupor and realized I was gone. Bye!
Welcome to Not Me! Monday! This blog carnival was created by MckMama. You can head over to her blog to read what she and everyone else have not been doing this week.
I did not have a sick boy yesterday and now a sick girl this afternoon. I did not let sick boy stay home from school to only have him be totally symptom free. I did not then take both kids to a candy store.
(To be continued ...)
The sick girl did not vomit all over my neighbor's driveway while she was barbecuing. She has not since thrown up two more times.
I am not feeling sorry for myself because while my neighbors all very nice to me, it doesn't go any deeper than the occasional chat. I am not really missing my friends in Kentucky.
I did not just realize that my shoes I wore today made my feet stink. Hmm, maybe stinky feet and vomiting kids are why I am not so popular.
And I most assuredly am not going to go have a glass of w(h)ine.
In honor of her 100th post, my friend Michelle is giving away a free t-shirt from her own awesome line of shirts. Stop and visit her! And to think that all you get here is my undying love and devotion.
Molly was nice enough to let me take a nap this afternoon. She was going to look at books and watch the TV in my room while I caught a few minutes of shut eye. And I guess, technically, you could say I did nap. I was laying down and my eyes did in fact shut. However, every time I got to that sweet sleep place, Molly decided it was imperative to ask me a question. Oh well.
My baby turned seven this weekend. He promises he will still live with me until he is 25 years old and still want to sleep in my bed.
I like to talk. I have two kids -- Jake and Molly (aka Moo). My husband is Dave. I hate bees. I was born and raised in the Motor City (really THE city, not the 'Burbs). Now I live amongst the soccer Moms and McMansions. This blog is about my life and whatever random thought pops into my head.