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The New Kids on the Block have posted their summer tour dates! I just called Jesse asking which would be better... Atlanta or Charlotte. I think I'm heading to Charlotte! lol. Now I just have to see if I can con my mom into coming with us again to help keep an eye on Emmalyn and Clarity. Jesse would probably want to come to this one since they are being held in outdoor amphitheaters for summer. Dear Lord don't let it rain or worse... severe weather! I'm already talking about this like I am going. It's not for sure, but I probably will.
I have such an awesome husband. He doesn't tell me I'm crazy or that we have better things to spend our money on (in all honesty, we do, but these concerts are just so much fun for Ariel & myself. We have such a blast). He just goes with it and lets me do my thing.
I never posted about the Greenville, SC concert. It was a lot of fun! Well Clarity was a handful & half (which is why she wont be going to this next one. lol) She wasn't bad, she enjoyed herself but was over the whole concert thing rather quickly and preferred to jump up & down in the seats or stare at the other concert goers. The concert was on St. Patrick's Day, so she had tons of costume type stuff to stare at on people. We had several people ask our permission to take pics of the tiny new kids fan. lol. One girl came up and was just loving talking to her before the show started and then handed Clarity her green, sparkly clover sunglasses. So miss claire bear thought that was cool. Ariel also had a blast as usual! She didn't move from her daddy's side... she was a total daddy's girl that night. Our seats were very close and we had an awesome view of the guys but of course... braindead me... brings my camera but doesn't check my batteries. They were dead! I was so mad at myself. I told Jesse if I got to touch one of the guys that would make up for it. Well.... they ran right in front of us! Jordan grabbed my hand and I got to touch Donnie, Danny & Joe, too! I never dreamed I'd ever be that close to them. lol. Soon after that, Clarity was just done being there and was asking to go back to the hotel, so we left. Way early. There was probably at least another hour and a half left, but I was fine with it. My daughter is more important than a concert. But I'm hoping this next one I go to (God willing) I will be able to see the whole thing! Mom had kept Emmalyn for us back at the hotel and when we got in, she was already asleep! I'm glad Emma was good for her!
So anyways that's how the second NKOTB concert went. And my husband (who is the best husband in the world) just lets me gush and scream and relive the feeling of being that pre- teen that was just head over heels for these guys. But he always knows... he has my heart :o)
It's a monday all right.
Yesterday Jesse was routed to Brevard (a good 1 1/2 - 2 hours away). He forgot his battery for the drill and charger at a customer's place. He figured maybe we'd just buy a new one...he looked it up and it would cost us almost $200 to replace what he had left... you've got to be kidding me.
He leaves at 6 am this morning to head all the way out there and picks it back up. It figures that today he was routed 5 jobs right here close to home (which never happens. I mean we're thankful but he gets a massive workload on the one day he has to drive to go pick up that stuff he left yesterday). You've got to be kidding me!
Ariel tells me her ear is "bugging" her on the way to school. I tell her if it's still bugging her after school, we'll go get it looked at. Not even 2 hours later I get a call from her teacher to come and get her, she's been crying non stop with her ear hurting.... you've got to be kidding me!
We get to urgent care and it's official... kiddo has an ear infection... she hasn't had one since she was a year old... you've got to be kidding me!
I go to walmart and try to find a spot next to a cart corral thing so I can grab a cart, get the three kids in and go.... every spot I find has an empty cart corral (I know the guys get paid to take the carts back to walmart.. but come on.. can't you leave just one or two in each place for people like me?)... you've got to be kidding me.
I go to pay rent for the first time (which requires me to deposit money in my landlords account since she lives far away). She gave me the routing number not her account number so I couldn't do it... arg... and we can't get ahold of her to figure it out to give her the rent money... you've got to be kidding me!
It's 8:09 pm and Jesse still isn't home from work. He left at 6 am this morning.. you've got to be kidding me!
It wasn't a bad day... just one where you get a bunch of curve balls you didn't expect. But such is life. A roller coaster... up & down. up & then down.
On a happy note... I just looked at Stellan's blog and so far they've figured out a way to bring him out of SVT. It's not permanent.. yet. Keep praying my friends! GOD is AWESOME! Stellan was on the verge of having his little heart give up... and GOD worked another miracle. I firmly believe Stellan is supposed to be here. But if I'm wrong and Heaven forbid, he has to go home... he has brought so, so, so many closer to God through prayer. He truly is an angel.
Another happy note.... Ariel's ear isn't hurting right now. I gave her motrin earlier today and she's had one dose of antibiotic and she seems to be doing rather well! Much, much better than the lethargic, crying, very sick kiddo I picked up early from school. So yay!
More happy news.. tomorrow is a teacher work day! I don't have to wake up early! And Jesse's meeting day has been rescheduled for Wednesday instead of tomorrow, so he may be able to sleep in a bit with me! woohoo!
Oh yeah.. one final bit of happy news... My mom and dad watched the girls for me while I ran and "tried" to pay rent and pick up ariel's prescription. They fed the kids (and me!!) dinner and made a plate for Jesse that I brought home. I don't have to cook tonight! YAY!
That's what is going on in my home as I type this. All I hear are the "tap. tap. tap." of the keys on my keyboard (oh and Clarity's little snore.. she's sound asleep right next to me). Emmalyn is crashed out on my bed too and Ariel.. well she fell asleep in her room after dramatically going in there and locking the door. Phew. What a day.
All 3 of the girls have been picking at each other and just acting like.. well.. total girls...
"Don't touch me", "Quit doing that!", "Leave me alone", "Moooooommmmm!!!", "I'm going to hurt you", "Make her stop!"
So yes I could run through the house in leaps and bounds jumping for joy that they are all in dreamland at 2:15 pm (but I won't because that might wake up my sleeping beauties).
I really should take this time to go downstairs and clean up.. and I think I will... but just for a moment I wanted to jump on my blog and share my joy. That I am not hearing fighting at this very moment... that I am not playing referee or yelling at any kids to settle down... that I don't feel stressed...that I am peaceful. And what is so amazing to me is how these girls can push me so close to the brink of insanity and then when they fall asleep... I forget how mad I was and everything is once again.. right with the world. Only God could make that happen!
and let me just add one more thing before I go start my quiet housework:
I LOVE THESE GIRLS!!!!
and I am oh so thrilled! That means if I can just get Emma to sleep in a teensy bit.. I can get some extra zzz's. sweet! I love not having to wake up miss Ariel and rush around trying to get her to wake up, get dressed, get things together, and rush out the door. I love my weekends. Love them, love them, love them! I'm already counting down to spring break. Just a couple more weeks!
Let me tell you a story. Because I'm in the mood to tell a story. It's funny (at least I think so. Others may think I'm a cruel mama but you can think what you want). I have given Clarity AKA Krill... another nickname. As if she needed anymore.. but anyhow. She is now my Chicken Little. Why? Because she constantly seems afraid of something. Mainly three things. Giants, monsters, and ghosts. At night she is afraid of these under the bed, in the closet, in the bathroom. However she is always afraid of our staircase. Day, night, it doesn't matter. There is a giant at the bottom of the staircase that tries to get her (she just informed her daddy & myself he lives in the laundry room which just happens to be to the right of the bottom of the stairs). She will not go down it alone and she will not be downstairs alone. Poor chicken little. So this is a conversation we had today:
Her: Mama I thirsty...
Me: Well go on downstairs and get your drink
Her: But mama.. you have to come
Me: Why?
Her: Because I afraid!
Me: aww are you my chicken Little?
Her: uh huh. I your chicken Little. No wait. I your chicken big!
That just cracked me up. She's a trip! Of course Jesse & I have tried over and over to convince her we have no giants, monsters or ghosts in our home. She doesn't believe us. It doesn't help that we have Ariel telling her the opposite. She loves to see Clarity freak out. Ahhh... sisterly love!
My heart & my mind haven't strayed far from this baby boy. I keep going to his mommy's blog for updates and holding my breath as I wait for the page to load... praying I don't see the worst news possible. Praise God he is still here... still in SVT... but hopefully soon they will find the right drugs to bring him out of it and he can go home a healthy, happy baby. He's so precious... just looking at his pictures melts me. As sick as he is, he just seems so content and beautiful.
I have spent a lot of time giving extra kisses and cuddles to my own little angels. Most days, my life is chaos. Absolute chaos. Rushing around getting kids ready, taking Ariel to school then picking her up later, picking up, doing dishes, feeding everyone... there are just not enough hours in the day. But you know what.. we are not promised tomorrow... and I thank GOD for every second of this chaos I call my life. Every, single second.
He's a gorgeous little man, isn't he? I don't know him. I don't know his mother. But one of the girls online posted a prayer request for him and my heart has been aching for his family ever since. He has SVT (supra ventricular Tachycardia) which is a very fast heart rate. He was diagnosed with it in utero and his mother was told he would not survive but God had other plans and he was born a healthy, baby boy. He has recently been admitted into the PICU with SVT again and they are trying everything to get his heart back to a normal rhytm (I read on his mommy's blog it has been staying in the high 200's and he's gone into v-tach a few times). So please, please, please keep this baby in your prayers.
My girls have been driving me bonkers with whining and not listening... and then I read something like this and I want to fall to my knees and just THANK GOD they are alive and healthy enough to drive me crazy.
Keep all of those who aren't so blessed in your thoughts and prayers!
**By the way, if you click the pic at the top with baby Stellan, it will take you to the blog where you can check for updates on him!**
Bad blogger! Bad! A month.. well almost.. has gone by?! wow. Time flies & you can't do a dang thing about it. It's a proven fact.
Today is going to be a busy day for me. Clean, clean, clean. How can 3 kids possibly cause as much chaos as a mini tornado?! My home goes from clean to a wreck in .01 seconds. It's crazy!
Hopefully I can get everything done that I want to and surprise Jesse with a clean, organized home. I say this as I have a one year old hanging on to my leg whining to be held.... lmao.
I'll update more later... my arse needs to get off this computer to get anything done!
