So I fell off the wagon...

The 30 posts in 30 days wagon, that is. I'm so boring I have nothing to write about each day for 30 days. I've resolved myself to at least 1 post per week.

It's hard to write about things in my life. Of course, there are a million and 1 things I would love to write about, but it's scary to put yourself out there for the whole world to see. Five years later is someone going to hold a post over my head? Even if it doesn't say anything, but my true feelings?

I broke down and allowed DH to buy a pool for our backyard. It's 12 feet long by 2 feet deep. I am in love. I could just float in there all day long. It was close to 100 several days last week and DH has to work in the heat. The pool is a good way for him to cool off. But boy, was it a bad week to buy a pool here in town. DH said the shelves were very bare.

Little Man had to be taken to the doctor last week. He came home and was carrying on about nothing. I had him lay on the couch and lay with me, but nothing worked. I had no idea why he was so upset. He probably cried for close to 2 hours before he said that his ear hurt. The doctor took one look in his left ear and said, "I can see why he has been crying." Poor Little Man. I guess it's part of being a kid.

Army Wives here I come. I'm such a T.V. junkie, but hey, we pay good money for cable. Might as well watch it when I have time.

Already!

So I've already cheated by not posting yesterday. After the Father's Day festivities, I was exhausted. Therefore, no post.

Tonight's is probably not going to be much better, but that's not really a problem since my readership is a big fat ZERO.

I'm watching Jon & Kate Plus 8 waiting for the big announcement. I'm thinking it will be the big D. Divorce. I don't feel sorry for them but rather for the children. Jon and Kate did this to themselves and wouldn't stop the T.V. show to fix their marriage and family.

Just a year ago they were renewing their wedding vows and telling their children that they would be together forever. They might as well have gotten each other's name tattooed on each other. Doesn't that equal a break up.

I take my vows very seriously and we have weathered things most people will ever weather. But fame apparently changes your morals, values, and the promises you have made to each other. And since I'm a viewer I've helped to support their fame, but after watching them, I would never trade my family for fame and fortune.

Maybe I'm wrong and they will not get divorced -- will see -- on with the show.

Dress Shopping

I have a wedding to attend in about a month and need a dress for the event. So this morning I went dress shopping with Little Man and my mom.

I swear, that is the worst thing in the world! Either the dress doesn't fit or does fit and is ugly. After several stores and more dresses that I could ever want to try on, Little Man became the green monster. He was so tired and less than thrilled to look at me in another dress.

At least I came home with three options and I guess we will go looking again next weekend.

I've got to find something more interesting to talk about. Recently, I read an article about a city that asks a person to provide their user names and passwords to websites such as Facebook and My Space as part of the interview process. Would they like to look in the person's underwear draw as well?

Doctors Visits and McDonalds

I took Little Man to the doctor today for a check up. He had to have his ears cleaned out. He is a very waxy kid. The doctor could not see his ear drums nor his tubes. So in came the nurse with a Water Pik. She squirts water into his ear while he screams and holds on to me.

He also screams while the doctor examines him and he screams even louder if he has to lay down. Today was a lay down day.

Apparently, last time he received shots he did not get one of the vaccinations because there was a shortage. So today he got a shot. He screamed because he had to lay down again and then the shot went in and that was the last straw.

I held him and promised chicken nuggets at McDonalds. All the while eating along he told me all about how his leg hurt. Breaks my heart.

Day 5

Day 5 of my challenge and I'm already facing a road block. I have started 2 posts and hated both so now they are in my draft list.

I have no idea what to blog about. It's like I'm at a loss for words. DH would be stunned if I didn't have something to say. He says that if I'm not saying much then I must be mad.

I'm not mad, but rather in a bad mood. I'm super tired and it was a long day. Tomorrow will be a long day as well. We have a funeral to attend and Little Man has a doctor's appointment.

Little Man seems to be sharing in my sentiment. I told him to go play and he broke down in tears. I asked him why he was crying and he said he didn't know. Then he asked for DH. DH is at a class tonight otherwise I'm sure he would take Little Man onto his lap and cuddle until he stopped crying.

So I did what DH would do and now Little Man went to get a tissue. He just brought me 3 full rolls of toilet paper. I guess it's going to be a long night.

There's nothing like being handed a used tissue. I promise a better post tomorrow.

Father's Day

I picked up Little Man from daycare the other day. The teacher told me that they had made a father's day gift for their dads and reminded Little Man not to tell dad what he made. As soon as we got in the car he told me that he painted rocks today. So apparently, DH is getting a painted rock for father's day.

I got DH a sign that says something to the effect of his garage is his castle, which is so true. Hopefully, on Saturday we will be able to whip him up a homemade card. If you haven't guessed already, I like home made items.

I purchased 2 concrete stepping stone kits from my favorite store, Hobby Lobby. I'm going to have Little Man put his handprints in each while I put "World's Greatest BahKah." Little Man has lovingly named his grandpa's BahKah and BahKah Tom. Then they can put the stepping stones down at the farm. I can see it now - Little Man will be 17 and I'll be showing his girlfriend these stepping stones he made when he was two. I'm so sentimental (tear).

A little history. My parents own a farm and DH's dad lives on the farm, while my parents live in town. The arrangement works great and we get to spend a lot of time at the farm four-wheeling, riding horses and bar-b-queuing.

So guess this father's day will be all about rocks, which at the age of two are very interesting.

Recent Successes

We've been making real progress at home over the last few months with Little Man.

1. The pacifier is gone. DH and I took him to Hobby Town with all his pacifiers in a plastic bag. Hobby Town has an area where they stuff animals like Build a Bear, but much cheaper. So we let him pick out any animal he wanted. He chose a dalmation puppy. We let him drop each pacifier into the animal and the lady stuffed it. We also got the puppy pajamas. Best $19 we ever spent.

He asked for a pacy for a few days, but I just told him to hug his Pacy Dog. He's been happy since. Yeah for him!

2. Little Man is now successfully potty trained. He still uses the potty chair, but when we are out in public he will use the public restroom. He even doesn't need a diaper at nap (we still use one at night). So exciting for all of us!

3. I no longer have to rock Little Man to sleep. I read him 2 books before bed time and DH takes him to his room and tucks him in. We have just been doing this for about 2 weeks, but it's been going well. He cries sometimes but it's not longer than 5 minutes or so. Although, if the neighbor boy is out playing basketball, Little Man will stand on his bed and look out the window. Right now, if he's quiet in his room, we're okay with it.

Little Man's well on his way to being a Big Boy! :) I'm such a proud mother.

30 Posts in 30 Days

So I'm going to commit to having thirty posts in thirty days. I can do this! Wish me luck and I hope you follow along.

I love to crochet and sew. I'm thinking of making some of my own patterns and selling the finished results and the patterns. This will be a time consuming task, but I think I can take this on as long as it remains fun and a hobby. I don't want it to consume my life, but it would be fulfilling to have people like what I create and pay money for it.

Recently, I attending a bridal shower for my cousin's fiance. I wanted her to have something special and hand made. My cousin is very special to me, much like a brother. So I crocheted a small cake, added frosting in the colors of the wedding, and added a few beaded flowers on the top. I was rather impressed with my cake. I also put three pennies inside of the cake and included a note attached to the cake that said:

There are 3 pennies in this cake. Two from 1985, the year of both your births and one from 2009, the year of your wedding. These pennies represent "Two shall become one." Mark 10:8. The pennies are inside the cake to represent your faith in God and your marriage. Both are things that you cannot physically see, but are there. My God Bless you and your marriage. Love, Sarah.

My mom suggested I sell the cakes for 10 dollars a piece, with a version of the note attached. I could make the top a lid so that the correct pennies could be placed in side. It's a great idea. The original idea for his fiance came from an Internet search. Apparently, at some point it was a tradition to give the bride a lucky penny on her wedding day, but all the patterns I found where so old fashioned so I updated the tradition.

I hope she liked it. Of course I got her another gift, but added the cake as a decoration to the wrapping of the other gift. I'll have to get a picture of it and post for you all to see.

P.S. I'm counting yesterday's post as post 1 in my 30 day challenge.